《Enda (Boyxboy)》Chapter Twenty-Four: Are You Feeling Luckie, Punk?
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"Canton, wait for me." Daegi yells chasing me down. I ran and didn't stop when they said the secret entrance was near. The book clutched tightly to his chest. I run my hands along a sloped rock.
"We're getting deep into the ground, huh? I wonder if there are a bunch of air clan alive? It would be cool wouldn't it?" I ask away as my hands start to clammer away.
"Yeah totally. I bet Ujik knows your dad, huh?" Daegi asks.
"He won't tell me much. It's like he might be hiding something from me but I don't know what it is." I say, frustrated.
"Well it won't be long until you can meet your real dad. And your mom. I bet your mom is the prettiest air clan lady." Daegi says, dreaming happily. I smile.
"I guess so." I say, wanting the conversation to end.
"I've been feeling off since we got here. Like...I'm so tired. I think the book is glowing brighter than before." Daegi says, I glance away, uninterested, "Whoa, hey. Canton!"
"What?" I hiss, then my eyes grow huge as the black book glows blindingly bright. I wince, clamping my eyes shut.
"What's happening?!" Daegi screams, scared. I hear a thud then a groan of pain. The light dwindled down to nothing and I open my eyes. A guy sits on the ground rubbing the back of his head. Glaring up at Daegi's scared face.
"Dat hurt you know." The guy says, standing up and dusting off his ebony armour that has blood red like veins pumping some liquid substance around in it. Daegi shuffles his feet back slightly.
"S-sorry, but you should have said something. Anything really would have worked."
"Never mind dat now." The guy responds. Turning to look at me. A wicked player grin upon his face. Women would faint.
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Tattoos looking like spilt blood going down to his neck from his deep scarlet cat eyes. A helmet with a small dragon inscribed onto the forehead trying to hide a gash on his forehead. Words lay above them. Myrkur. Darkness. This is the King of Darkness. My gosh. His armour hugging that tall, built frame. His slightly tanned skin shining brightly. Is this the guy from my dream? The one who waited his whole life?
"What are you starin' at? Fucking Nancy." The guy growls with his broken English. Voice smooth like honey and slightly deep. Making me shiver. I rub my arms.
"Why didn't you tell me you were gonna..."
"If I had known den fucking yah. I would have dold ya. One second, I was reading a book and den I was getting dhrown on the ground by you." The guy sighs, "We're too close do da underworld. Dats why it happened." Daegi stares and flails his hands, excited. "What now, Daegi?" The guy crosses his arms and shuffles his feet.
"You're so cool looking, Luckie. I knew you would be but who thought it would be this cool?" Daegi says, happily, "I mean Luckie you're a hottie. So ho-hot."
"I'm da King of da underworld. Of course I'm hot. I'm a beast." Luckie gushes, grinning like an idiot. I make a face.
"You were cursed and put into a book because you ticked off your high Mage in the Underworld. And to make it even a sadder realization your name is Luckie." Dukem pitches in. I cover my grin and chuckle. Burn!
"But you're still so cool." Daegi fangirls. I face palm. Oh my god.
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"Approaching Lithuannai now, Master." The second informs. I grin.
"Proceed with caution!" I shout to my ever determined soldiers.
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"...caution." A voice echoes down the cave walls towards the city. My eyes widen and I feel suddenly terrified. What was that? Caution?
"Where's Mulnire?" I ask, very concerned. Daegi looks at me.
"He left after you fell asleep. Said he was being called somewhere by a mountain Priest that needed help." He answers.
"O-okay."
Whoosh!
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Sorry for da breakage in POV's. Could you tell me if it flows okay even after the lines though?
Oh,damn. The soldiers approach!
!?(O_O)?!
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