Darius looked upon the world they had finally come to. Princess Leliana's device had actually done its job. None of them had gotten obliterated or sent to a completely different world or split in half. Glancing over himself, just in case, Darius was pretty certain he wasn't missing any pieces of himself. Now that he was sure of this, his pale blue eyes took in their surroundings. They had come to a world where Christmas appeared to be dominant. Apparently, Halloween Town was a world of all the holidays. Halloween and Christmas were just the two most prominent.
"Whew, we made it...now to find Mr. Thomas." Lance looked at the surrounding area. Snow was everywhere and he was reminded of the mountain back at home. Brayden and he would visit their grandparents off and on. Almost always, they built snowmen on top of that mountain. It was also said the top of the mountain was where their family had been started two hundred years ago. The old home used still worked and almost always, a password had to be used to enter it.
"If we can find him in all of this." Darius gave a nod at that. It wasn't always easy to find one individual in a world with many things. Hopefully, luck would be on their side. Surely, Mr. Thomas could sense them or something? He must've known they would be coming at the very least. After all, he had the gift of foresight.
"He's probably looking for us if he's not busy. He does have the gift of foresight. So, it shouldn't take too long..."
White glanced around them. They had arrived in Christmas Town, a world that looked like it was stuck in December. There were lights hanging from small homes and lamp posts. Snow covered the ground and fell from the sky above as well. Glancing behind them, White noted a large town center like building. In actuality it was Santa's workshop, but White didn't know that.
"Is it just me or does this place seem to be pretty empty. Where are all the people?" This looked like a Town Square, yet White didn't see anyone. Of course they weren't here to solve that problem. They needed to find Mr. Thomas as fast as possible and then be on their way.
Listening to Darius and Lance, White thought the best thing to do was to split up. While Mr. Thomas might have foresight, that didn't necessarily mean that he did see them. White didn't want to waste time just waiting. "Let's split up and look around this town. Maybe we'll run into someone who might have seen him."
Princess Leliana had been to this world before, so she also had picked up the odd quietness. Normally there were elfs running here and there. Not elfs like Mr. Thomas. These were small little men and women with pointy ears and donned in green and red. "I'll check out the building behind us. There should be someone there, it's the workshop."
White nodded, glad that at least someone else had been here before. "Alright I'll um.... head that way." White pointed off to one of the three other available pathways they could take. The one he pointed to led down a street towards more homes. The other pathways led towards what looked like some a shopping street, and the last actually seemed to head out of town after passing some more homes.
Darius and Lance took another careful glance at the town they arrived in. It had been true,there wasn't really anyone around. Maybe people were inside trying to keep warm? It was, after all, a cold place. Probably even more so thanks to Halloween Town getting covered in snow. Had Mr. Thomas even resolved what was going on or did he still need help?
"I would think they were trying to bundle up but that still doesn't seem to fit. You'd at least see someone out here." Lance just gave a shrug in response. They had to locate Mr. Thomas first and worry about other things later. After all, they had to rescue Arya and the only way they could do that is if they had Mr. Thomas amongst them.
Darius dreaded how things would turn out if they found Mr. Thomas and they didn't have Arya with them. No doubt, he might be angry about it but they had yet to see. It wasn't long before White suggested that they split up. Darius gave a nod at this as did Lance. Both of them agreed to the idea of splitting up. It would cover more ground that way and they would have a better chance of finding him rather than relying on his foresight which was probably too fuzzy to know when things were to happen.
Princess Leliana already decided that she would head to the building. According to her, someone would be there since it was a workshop. Once she had decided that, White pointed down a street leading to more homes. Darius and Lance both gave a nod in response.
"I guess...that means I'll take...this one!" Darius replied, pointing toward the street that looked as if it were leading down some kind of shopping area. Lance made no complaints as he made way for the final path that seemed as if it were leading right out of town with some homes scattered here and there on it.
"If we find anything, we get back right to this spot, okay?" Lance gave a nod at this to confirm he had heard after a brief pause to turn and do so. Once done, he carried on his way.
White walked down the pathway. He glanced down the roads, looking for anyone who might help them. What was odd was that there were no footprints in the snow at all. The snow at his feet was only a couple inches. That meant that no one had been down this street since the start of the downfall of the snow. Perhaps they really were all just inside and staying warm. It would make sense.
As he continued, White glanced at the houses. There were lights on, indicating that perhaps there really were people inside. How come no one had come to see who they were though? There was no where that their garments were fitting in this sort of Christmas place. White decided to go ahead and take a peak in a house.
He knew that if he was caught it would look bad on him, but White was wiling to risk it. They needed to find Mr. Thomas! Approaching a window, White found his vision blocked by a green tree with ornaments and lights wrapped around it. There was a christmas tree in the window, and it was blocking White's view from the inside. There were lights though in the various windows, so someone had to be there!
White decided to knock on the door. Knocking on the door, he waited for any sound of people inside. After a few moments White knocked again, just in case they hadn't heard him the first time. "Hello? Anyone home?"
No one answered, no sound from inside. Sighing, White continued down the block again searching for any sign of life. Going down a few more blocks, White was ready to call it quits. There were no footprints. If anyone was down here they weren't interested in finding out who he was. Turning back, White paused when his eye caught light from an open doorway at the house to his left. He had not seen that the door was open about an inch, letting some light in.
"Hello?" White asked, approaching the door cautiously. "Don't scare them White."[/i] He told himself. Stopping at the foot of the porch, "Hi is anyone home?" Still no answer. Stepping up to the door, White placed his hand on it and opened the door. "Sorry to intrude, anyone here?"
Opening the door, White was not ready for what was on the other side. A three foot elf was laid out on the floor in his own blood. The corpse stank of death, and the blood flowed from a gash in the head. If White had to guess it was by a sword or a knife. Covering his mouth and nose, White took a step back in surprise. Then a sharp shrill cut into the air. White recognized that voice. It belonged to the Princess. White turned and ran, heading back towards the square.
Darius and Lance both went down their respective pathways, Lance before Darius even. It seemed like Lance had been eager to get away from the main group if only for a little bit. He had a lot to think about, after all. Of course, nothing like what must've been going through White's and Darius's minds but enough to make Lance to want to reflect on things. The three of them had just gone through a drastic and dramatic change. In his veins, he knew he was no longer completely human. There was strength given to them by the dragon, Drake. A strength only a dragon could give to a human. Was what they were, dragoons?
Silently, he licked at his teeth. The tips had become sharper than the average human's. However, they were still fashioned like a human's. It's just the tips were sharper to the touch and probably sharper looking if he were to make a toothy smile with the tips showing. Thankfully, he rarely found that sort of instance so the chances of him doing such a thing and alarming people around him that didn't know what he was, was very slim. At least, he would hope so. It would be difficult explaining to a lady he thought special what he was if she happened to see his teeth.
Now that he thought about it, as he wandered down the path that seemed to be leading out of the village, he still had yet to read that poem book. If he found himself some time, he planned on reading it just to see what his mother might've wanted for him to see. It might just allow him to gleam some information about her. After all, he had never actually met his parents. At least, not where he had been old enough to remember them. He had only been a baby when his mother had been killed and his father had left. All because of Skull, Lance had lost his mother and probably by extension, his father.
Of course, where he resented Justice for leaving, he was at least somewhat glad to hear of something about him if only a little from what White had said. He wasn't yet ready to ask White about him but there might come a time once he got himself sorted out. Lance still had yet to know White and Darius better. They had gone through a lot but not had time to sit and talk to one another to get to know each other more. It would probably make him feel less awkward around them. On top of it, he honestly wanted to stay away from Princess Leliana only because he found her attitude annoying as all get out and on top of it, she had seen each and every one of them naked on accident. Lance wanted to forget that situation for a while.
As Lance was mulling through his thoughts, he tried looking around for any signs of someone else. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. It were as if everyone had gone inside to keep warm and for good reason. It was cold! "If you think this is cold, Lance, you should see what your grandparents went through, living where I used to!" came that annoying voice Lance had a feeling he'd hear soon enough. Already, Lance grumbled. Why was he hearing him again? Drake's strength apparently hadn't eliminated the contact between him and his ancestor.
"You again? Why don't you shut up, old man? I don't want to hear it from you!" Lance retorted. He was rewarded with a chuckle in his mind. One that was clearly amused by his reaction. Damn Rowen! He could never leave him alone! This thought seemed to amuse his ancestor all the more. Why did he have to bother Lance and not Brayden instead?
"It's because you're the one on this destined path. I'm here to guide you!" Rowen answered him. Lance frowned deeply at this. If this was his spirit guide, then Lance was royally screwed. Once again, he could hear Rowen's laughter. Lance, fed up with him,shut him out as he focused on a strange sight. There were some odd looking lumps or bumps protruding from the snow before him. Walking over, Lance came between three of them. Bending down, he made to try and uncover one to see what it was. Maybe they were stones covered in snow?
Before he could uncover the mysterious bumps in the snow a loud scream was heard. Whirling on the spot, Lance found that the source came from where they had all been last. He made to run but wound up accidentally tripping over one of the lumps. As he did so, he realized that these lumps were definitely not stones. In fact, far from it. As Lance fell in the snow and turned over to see what he had tripped over, his hazel eyes widened in shock. What he had just tripped over was a dead body! Heart hammering, Lance scrambled away as he stared at the body. However, because of the scream he heard, he couldn't just remain there in shock. Shaking his head for a moment, he turned and ran back to where the others might be gathering.
Darius sighed to himself as he walked down the shopping strip. There was no one to be seen and the place felt eerie. It was so quiet, if his stomach made any slight noise, he felt like it could be heard for miles from here. Allowing his pale blue eyes to take in his surroundings, Darius paused. All of the shops here were lit but yet, no one seemed to be inside any of them. No workers were even in sight! He was fairly certain he had looked at the service desks where the sales clerks usually stood in a store or shop setting and not a one was to be found! All of the service areas appeared to be deserted. Who in their right mind would leave shops like this open with no workers in sight?
"This feels...weird..." he trailed off, looking all around him. There was a store several feet in front of him. Maybe he just had to go inside? Maybe the sales people were congregated around a fire in the depths of the shop instead tonight? He was, after all, unsure of how cold it was inside so maybe they resorted to these kind of measures? Even still, where were the shoppers? Darius hadn't seen any kind of consumer anywhere! Had they come here to this world so late that everyone was home asleep? If that were the case then why were the shops so brightly lit as if they were open? Heck, he had even seen a few open signs! None of them said they were closed!
"Alrighty, I'm heading in and demanding answers. This is too weird!" he stated aloud to himself. Walking up to the shop closest to him, Darius discovered the door. Turning the knob, he found that the door had been unlocked. As he pushed the door open, he felt the door hit something solid but soft enough to make it tremor and almost bounce back at him. Frowning, Darius pushed at the door some more, shifting whatever it was out of the door's way. Confused as to what could be blocking a door with an open shop, Darius managed tow edge himself inside. What he found made his heart almost skip a beat. There was the dead body of a three foot tall person in a puddle of blood!
"Argh!" Darius exclaimed before looking all around. What he saw next really sent chills down his spine. The whole shop was littered with dead bodies! All of them were the same kind of being that he had found first. All were lying haphazardly in heaps on the floor. Each of them had a wound on their head and if not their head, their throat! Definitely freaked out, Darius turned tail and ran back outside at top speed. He had to tell the others! Unfortunately, by the time he had run outside the shop, he had been a few seconds too late to hear Leliana's screech.
White sprinted back the way he had come. There were no more screams after the one. White didn't take that as a good sign. All three of the guys had probably made it the same distance from their starting point, having left at the same time. White had drawn his kantana, preparing for danger. Whatever had caused this act of murder could be targeting Leliana. He had to get to her!
Coming back into the square, White met up with his friends. "She went into the large building!" White shouted, not stopping. As he curved around the corner, he had just saved himself from sliding in the snow by letting his feet slide. If he had gone to pick up a step he would have fallen to the floor. By letting himself slide just a few feet, he was able to run again.
Seeing the open door and the Princess's footsteps, White busted into the large building after his friends. They had entered a small hallway that led to a large workshop. There were hundreds of tables across the room, and various toys and tools on the tables. Princess Leliana stood three steps in the large workshop. Coming to a stop, White was revealed to see that she was physically alright.
Glancing at her face though, White saw pure horror. Taking a better look around for the first time, White then realized why she had screamed. There had to have been more then a hundred dead elfs scattered across the room. All had died with looks of horror on their face and in their own blood. In the center of the room was a large human man in a red outfit. He too was dead, a knife sticking out of his skull.
By the time Lance had gotten back to the area where they had met, so had Darius. Neither was surprised to see the look on each other's face. "You heard it too?" Lance questioned Darius whom had given him a puzzled look.
"Heard what?" Darius asked with a blank expression on his face. He hadn't heard anything except his own surprised yell earlier in that shop. Lance sighed before shaking his head, motioning for Darius to follow, Lance turned and White arrived on the scene. It was almost difficult to see him considering his hair was so white as it already was. As he spoke, Lance gave a nod. Darius had figured by now something was wrong for them to be acting this way and by the way White had shouted, Leliana was in some kind of trouble.
Lance and Darius rushed for the workshop, not waiting for each other as they went. White apparently brought up their rear somehow having slid behind them, ending up at the rear of the group. The workshop door was open and Leliana's footprints lead into the building. Taking a brief moment to look at each other, Lance headed in first, Darius coming in right behind him. Lance served as the pointer while Darius covered his back. When they got inside, they saw nothing at first.
Going down a hall, they came to where rows of tables aligned the walls with toys upon them. Darius looked to the right, Lance to the left. White, ran right past them and right up into the workshop where Leliana stood. s the other two brought up the rear, they noticed where the princess was looking immediately and found out soon enough why she had screamed. All around them were bodies littered on the floor and in the center on some kind of seat was a man in red. Like the others, he was dead. "Who could have done this?" Darius said, looking at the scene with disgust.
"Do you think the fissures already know of us coming here?" Lance asked the rest. "I...I found some of them outside...covered in snow." Darius nodded at that.
"I found more in a workshop. Everyone seems to be dead here."
"Except us...maybe we should get moving?" Lance suggested, looking over at the other two with a raised eyebrow.
Princess Leliana had seen death before. But she had not been ready for what she had found here in the workshop. She had known some of these elves, having traveled here before. She had known the man in the red and black suit. To see such death... she was stunned. She was not used to this sort of massacre.
White on the other hand was. "I found the same in one of the homes I went to. " Noticing the blank state of the princess, White placed a hand on her shoulder. It caused her to jump. "Hey its just us!" He tried to explain.
Princess Leliana turned around and seeing White, Darius, and Lance, her face just melted. The shock melted away into sadness. White found himself slightly uncomfortable for a moment when she wrapped her arms around him and cried into his chest. Folding his arms around her felt natural. "Let's get out of this place."
Helping her along as best as he could, White led Princess Leliana and the others back out the workshop. White thought that Lance was right. "I think this is the fissure's doing. Mr. Thomas wouldn't be here anymore. He'd have headed back to Halloween Town." Princess Leliana cried for a bit longer before she let White go.
Whipping the tears from her face, she saw the concern in White's face and probably the same in the others. "I'm ok. I just.... Who could do such a thing? I knew the people here. They were all kind people." Her voice was shaky when she spoke.
"I'm not too sure.... But whoever it is will pay. Let's find Mr. Thomas."
Darius looked around at the elves. They had to be. Not elves as in what Mr. Thomas had been but the little ones that made toys for children. Since they were in Christmas Town, no doubt, this was the North Pole. Whoever had come here had just ruined Christmas for all the good kids in the worlds. Lance clenched his fist at the thought, gazing at the dead form of the once jolly man in a red suite.
Darius just looked around in grim silence at the scene splayed out before them. He didn't personally know the elves here but this was brutal. As he gazed at one dead elf, his mind wandered back towards that dreadful nightmare from that strange stuff Sky had given them. He gave his head a bit of a shake as Leliana's crying filled the room. As if coming out of a trance, Darius turned his head to find Leliana had wrapped her arms about White, crying into his chest. No doubt, she was deeply effected by what lay around them.
As White suggested they head out, Darius merely nodded and quietly followed along with Lance. The whole area was just a massacre. Even Destiny Islands was nothing compared to this! Was it just the fissures or had it also been part of that committee's fault too? Darius's eyes narrowed a bit. If Ivory had any hand in this, he would really teach her a lesson!
Lance listened as White responded to what he said. Yes, the fissures had to have done something here. At least, that's what it looked like. It reminded him of the attack on his homeworld just after he met Darius and White for the first time. "Either that or..." he trailed off, not wanting to finish that sentence, leaving the others to think of the answer to it for themselves. Suddenly, Leliana began crying again. All three pairs of eyes were on her now. Could she even handle this journey? No doubt, there were far more horrendous things to be seen or even situations just like these if they didn't get a move on it. Of course, not in the sense of handling it as if she were incompetent, more like in the sense of handling the emotional overload the journey would bring. It wouldn't be right to have her come along and suffer emotionally in the long run if things like this really effected her so badly.
As if sensing their thoughts and concern, she told them that she would be okay. Darius had to agree on the question. Who would do such a thing? Well, fissures...the committee...probably numbers more besides. Darius truly hoped no more enemy types were going to loom out from the shadows on them but he had no idea another already had in the form of a friend.
"Yeah, the sooner we find him and get Arya back, the sooner we can go and kick that committee's butt and figure out a way to get rid of those fissures! Only then can we prevent something like this from happening again somewhere else. Just think, the more we linger here, the more time the enemy will have to cause more despair such as this one." Lance inclined his head at that and what White said.
"Hopefully the town isn't so buried that we cannot make it through that door leading to Halloween Town." He had remembered the mention of a door from Master Jasper. Having never been to Halloween Town or Christmas Town, Lance wondered what this door even looked like and how that was going to get them from here to Halloween Town. "Unless...the portal device thing can get us in there? Or is that just world hopping portal opening?"
Princess Leliana shook her head in response to White's question. "Just world hopping. Our scientists have yet to be able to open a portal to a specific place sadly. We have....had a close relationship with the people here..." Princess Leliana's voice trailed off. White was concerned for her. Perhaps they should send her back to her world. Not that she'd probably willingly go.
"Do you know where the door to Halloween Town is?" He asked the princess. Her reply was to nod. "Then lead the way my lady." She shot him an annoyed glance before heading off. White, looking confused, glanced at Darius and Lance in confusion. Just what was that for? He wasn't making fun of her or anything.
She led them down the same path that Lance had taken, through the end of the city. They passed by the lumps that Lance had tripped over, and White noticed that it was more dead elfs. No doubt whoever had did this, had massacred the entire town. Who knew just how many people had died. As they left the town behind, White swore to himself that he would make whoever did this pay.
Lakari paused. He was standing over where he knew the house should be. This was the house of the women who brought him back. That also meant that his book was there. He very much wanted his book back. He didn't necessarily need the book, but it held the secret to necromancy in the book. Even now he could raise the dead, if he had access to his power anyway.
Spending most of his time digging, Lakari had only achieved four feet down in a wide circle around the home. He was standing on the top house. The very point of the house to be exact. Pulling out his sword, he surrounded it with dark energy. Even this took an effort. Slicing at the snow around again, he cut a single square in the snow. Letting the energy disperse and returning the sword to his cane, he withdrew the block of snow and tossed it over the hole.
At this rate it was going to take him days to dig out the rest of this snow! Drawing his sword again, Lakari paused as a ding went off in his head. It was the sound of an invisible bell going off. "You're here." Lakari said with a smile. His friends had arrived!
Princess Leliana had led them out of the city and into a forest. From there it was only a bit longer before she came to three tree trunks. There she saw the familiar two doors, both made into the trunks of the tree. The first was an easter egg. It was a world she herself had visited before, but not a world they had any reason for visiting. The one she needed was a smiling jack-o-lantern.
Leading the party up to the door, she glanced at them. "Well let's hope that snow isn't covering the door, otherwise we might be in trouble." Opening the door revealed two things. The first was that there was indeed snow all around the door. However it also revealed a tunnel, dug out by human hands.
White couldn't help but smile. "I bet Mr. Thomas made that." He said with confidence. White was pretty sure they were heading in the right direction.
Lance listened intently as Leliana told him that the device could only world hop. It complicated their situation a bit but then again, it was probably best to not abuse new technology. They were risking themselves as it already was since this portal device was new even still on Leliana's world. "Hm...alright." When Leliana trailed off, Darius and Lance said nothing about the relations between her world and this one's people. It was probably best to not have her linger on the thought by them sparking up questions about it or what not.
Both young men looked to White when he spoke up. He had asked her if she knew the door to Halloween Town and where it was, Leliana had confirmed she had with a nod before White suggested that she lead the way. The look on the princess's face made Darius raise an eyebrow and Lance just blink at White in confusion as well. Maybe she didn't like being addressed so formally all the time? Lance had gotten some sort of impression from her back in her homeworld with the way she had acted towards the centaurs trying to help her. Maybe she didn't like them addressing her as such? Or maybe it was just her being annoyed with White's lack of babying her while she was in her emotional distress? Or maybe it was...well there were just too many possibilities here that neither guy understood her annoyance with White.
Darius gave White a mere shrug at that and Lance just lightly shook his head as if to say to not worry about it so much. With that, they all followed after the princess. As they went, they returned the way that Lance had gone. Lance gave a bit of a shudder at the memory of tripping over one of the dead bodies.
By the time they reached the forest, Darius was wondering what they would find. He dreaded the idea of having to dig through a mountain of snow. As they came to a set of tree,s he noticed that they were intricately carved into. On the trunks, they were clearly fashioned into doors with markings on them. One had an Easter egg,another what looked to be some sort of heart and another appeared to be a smiling pumpkin thing. As Leliana lead them up to this one, she spoke.
"I certainly hope not as well. If it does, we've got a lot of digging to do and I don't feel confident in my mole skills." Lance shook his head at that. How could Darius find some humor to that? Sure enough, as Leliana opened the door, it was revealed that there was snow in there burrowed through. "Lucky us, someone burrowed through it for us!" Lance grumbled to himself before lightly smacking Darius on the back of the head.
"Idiot!" he growled. Darius just frowned back over at him before focusing on the tunnel before them as White spoke. "I would hope so," replied Lance. "Well, after you all!" Lance stated, letting the others go in first. He would take up the rear in case someone was following them that did that massacre.
Darius gave a nod before letting whoever wanted to go first and then headed in after them.
White took the lead, not wanting the Princess to be in the fort in case of an attack. He had no idea what awaited them on the other side of the burrowed tunnel. The tunnel was not large enough for any of them to stand. They had to crawl there way up on an upward slope. Thanks to the training they received back in the Deep Jungle, and the power boost thanks to Drake, White was able to climb it uninhibited. That was not the same for the Princess. It took her some time and she was a bit slowed compared to White.
Coming out first, White was surprised at what he saw. There was nothing but layers and layers of snow in every direction! Without a doubt, there was no sign of what should be the forest they stood in. It made White gulped. They had left Halloween Town with hope. They had stopped the fissure here! This wasn't supposed to have happened!
There was no snow falling from above, like in Christmas Town. However White saw nothing of Halloween Town. Hearing a scuffle behind him, White turned and held out his hand for the Princess to grab. Helping her out of the burrowed tunnel, White proceeded to help his other friends. No one knew what to say, there was nothing to see but snow in every direction!
"We shouldn't have left..." White said more to himself then to anyone else.
Princess Leliana was just as speechless. "Holy..." How were they supposed to fix this! Glancing down at the ground in front of them, White did notice a single pair of foot prints. While he didn't know who made them, he was really hoping it was Mr. Thomas.
White took the lead, then Princess Leliana, and then Darius followed, Lance waiting for the others to reach the other side. As Darius climbed in after the previous two, he could see that Leliana was having difficulty going through. He had to slow himself down to prevent himself colliding into her. Compared to how they were, Darius was surprised to see that even climbing through a crawl tunnel was speedier for them. Leliana, on the other hand, couldn't move as nearly as fast. It almost felt like ages before she finally made it on the other side.
Once she was out, Darius climbed out and looked around. He heard what White said and nodded in agreement, his expression grim. "I guess the snow got...worse...." he said, looking around before glancing back in the tunnel. "Lance, you can come through now!" Darius called before focusing on what White had mentioned. There were a pair of footprints in the snow.
"Alrighty, sounds good to me. Man, did this place get buried! How are we going to even fix this?" He sorely hoped the footprints belonged to Mr. Thomas.
While they were standing around, Lance had finally returned and as Darius turned about, he nearly leapt out of his skin in surprise. "Sorry, I didn't waste time sticking around on that other hand anymore than I had to. And...er...where is this...town? The place seems to be filled with nothing but snow." Darius just shook his head.
"Let's go. The more time we waste, the longer time the enemy has." With that, they set off, following the footprints in the snow in hopes of finding Mr. Thomas.
White followed the footprints. They were more shoe foot prints then actual feet, but they were uncovered. It had not snowed here in a while. Still, White was surprised that they were able to walk on the snow so easily. There feet didn't sink in. The snow was tough and packed, but they themselves left shoe prints behind as they walked.
"If only Sky was here. I bet he'd be able to tell how long ago these were made." The tribesman had easily been able to track the heartless. White bet that he'd be able to tell them some things about these. Following the trail, it led them past the forest and down to where White bet the road into town would be. There was no real way to tell though. It was nothing but snow underneath them and in every direction.
White only saw a single pair of footprints. Most likely no one else had survived the downplay of snow. Or if they had, there was no evidence of them around here. To think that a whole town of people had died under the snow. It was as bad as a thought as everyone being massacred in Christmas Town. There was ruin wherever they went. White hated to picture what might be happening in the other worlds they left. No way all the worlds were in ruin like this.
As they continued, White noticed a blur slowly coming into view. White couldn't say for certain what it was, but he would have swore it was someone standing. "Do you guys see that ahead?" White asked. Increasing his pace as they came closer, White was certain it was a person.
"Hello!" White waved. The person raised an arm and waved back. Breaking into a run, as they came close enough to see features, White recognized the elf. It was Mr. Thomas. Of course, Mr. Thomas did have some slight differences. His face was a bit more sharp, a bit more slyish even. It was the face that Darius had briefly seen on Mr. Thomas. This was no doubt due to the fact that it was not Mr. Thomas, but Lakari who awaited them. Of course no one besides perhaps a spiirt, would know that.
Darius and Lance looked all around them as they went. Lance wondering what was so Halloween about this world when it was packed with nothing but snow. Honestly, it was surprising to see that the snow here didn't cave in as they walked. All of their group had been able to walk on the surface with ease. The snow was still soft enough for them to leave their own footprints in it but it was still solid enough to keep them above ground.
'I can't believe the snow did all of this,' Darius thought. Last they had been here, things hadn't been this bad. They had fought a man of ice and won. They had even killed an odd looking creature but why had it snowed this much? After killing that enemy, Darius had thought that their defeat of it would have been the end of it. Yet, that hadn't been the case. Just what had they done wrong? Why did so many people have to die? It was terrible! Did the fissures somehow have an effect on this world? If so, how did they effect it this way? It made no sense to him.
Darius gave a nod when White spoke. "Yeah, being out in the jungle and tracking all the time, I'm sure he'd know how fresh they were at a glance." Unfortunately for them, Mr. Thomas hadn't been Heartless related or they would've found a darkness trail to follow. Darius was quite glad that he didn't see any of those from what he could tell. Even still, he found it odd. Something really bad must have happened for even Heartless to not appear here.
Then, White brought to their attention a figure in the distance. Coming over to see what White was seeing, Darius squinted a little. The air was so cold, seeing things at a distance was just like trying to glare out across a very hot summit. The figure was hazy but there was definitely someone there as they got closer. White waved out, calling to the figure in greeting which had been returned soon after. Had they found Mr. Thomas? The whole group broke out into a run after White.
When they came up to the figure, they finally saw Mr. Thomas. Darius, even though he had seen that glimpse of Lakari before, hadn't noticed the slight change. It had been a while since they last saw him so he wouldn't remember the slight changes in Mr. Thomas's face as they came up to him. "Mr.Thomas, good to see you're alright. What the heck happened here?" he inquired.
As they came up to him, Lance surveyed the elf for a moment. He had met Mr. Thomas back in Land of Dragons and they had parted ways with him in the Enchanted Domain. Where Lance was of Wilder blood, he wasn't his ancestor so he wouldn't have known it was Lakari and not their friend, Mr. Thomas. However, his ancestral father would. Even now, that spirit was looking upon the scene, unseen as he resided by the youth's shoulder. He was always with the young Wilder only because Jean wouldn't have it if he didn't. He recognized the elf but he didn't dare bring it up with Lance. The last thing they needed was for Lakari to realize Rowen knew who he was. It could put the others at risk and the worlds needed them. The fact Lakari wasn't harming them made him wonder. What was the elf up to? Even spirits couldn't predict certain parts of the future so Lakari's motives remained hidden to him.
Rowen had seen Mr. Thomas before in Land of Dragons. At that time, Rowen hadn't thought much of it. He had thought he looked familiar and remembered Lakari but Mr. Thomas had been entirely different than the Lakari he knew. He hated Lakari for having killed Sain. The fact he wasn't the person he knew before had been why he didn't spring into action when he had taken over Lance's body temporarily to talk to the others after rescuing Brayden from death. Those damn fissures reminded him of those snake things that Silver was. Where he didn't think they could be an evolved version of those things, Silver's kind still left a nasty memory in Rowen's spiritual mind.
Lakari was all smiles and even waves as his.... Mr. Thomas's friends arrived on the scene. He had thought it was them when the chime had sounded in his mind. Since then he had climbed out of his whole, and made his way back the way he had come. Seeing White, Darius, Lance, he had all of the memories that Mr. Thomas had acquired.
"I wish I knew... I came here to find this place covered in snow. Who is...?" Lakari asked about the newcomer in their party. He did not know Princess Leliana, having left before White had met her.
White answered that question. "Oh! Sorry, this is Princess Leliana from the Enchanted Domain. She's helping us, we um.... have some bad news Mr. Thomas."
Lakari then realized that the little "girl" was not here with them. Of course he already knew that she had been captured. He could feel her through the link, somewhere in the distance on a different world. However, there was no way Mr. Thomas would know that. So he waited to see what his friends would say. "Where's Arya?" He asked.
Being a necromancer of course, he couldn't help but glance at Lance. He could feel Rowen's spirit in the air around them. He couldn't pinpoint its exact position, but he could send a thought out. Opening his mind, he let a thought drift into the plane that Rowen existed on. "Here to watch another person of your blood die, human?" Lakari felt a pull on himself, feeling some of his energy drain. To do what he just did was much more taxing then normal. It was because he didn't have his abilities. He was a weakling! And he hated being weak.
Darius gave a nod at what Mr. Thomas had said. None of them could understand why this had happened. After the enemy, they had thought it done but apparently not. Something upset the world balance here and it wasn't clear what had. It was then that Mr. Thomas took notice of Princess Leliana. As Mr. Thomas asked who she was, White had introduced them. Only then did he bring up the mention of them being harbingers of bad news. Already, Darius felt a sinking feeling in his stomach.
After White had said that, Mr. Thomas looked at their group and then found out Arya wasn't with them. "Er...well, you see...Arya's been...she's been captured. At least, we think so. We were unfortunate in the Enchanted Domian. We encountered the committee there and they had defeated us, taking her along with them....I'm sorry, Mr. Thomas. They were just...too strong...too fast." He felt like he had really let the man down as he lowered his gaze.
Lance just remained put, looking back at Mr. Thomas. He noticed that the elf was looking at him but he didn't think anything of it. He figured that the elf was just shocked to find out that the girl had been captured was all. He had no idea that Mr. Thomas, as Lakari, had sensed the spirit that was at his side right now out of sight. Even still, it wasn't hard to figure out Lance was family to Rowen having lighter hair than Rowen which was a gene of Jean's. All of the Wilder's bore a feature each of them seemed to have all around.
At the sudden connection, Rowen's spiritual eyes narrowed in response, his eyebrows furrowed. Even as he had done this, so had Lance, Lance's hair seeming to have changed color to resemble Rowen for a brief moment before it went quickly away along with the expression. Lance was puzzled as to what he had just done but dismissed it altogether. Then, the response came from Rowen. "Cocky, aren't we? Well, I wouldn't be doing that if I were you," was the retort that Rowen sent back through the drifting air. Although, he wasn't sure if Lakari could hear it, it seemed he wasn't yet quite himself. None of the living would be able to hear him unless he had been in Lance's body. Where he was connected somewhat with Lance's body, he wasn't in it so his retort would only be heard by those that have powers to hear the dead.
"...Mr. Thomas...are you...alright?" Darius asked Lakari.
White watched Mr. Thomas's face go white and his eyes widen at Darius response. He personally felt bad. He had let Mr. Thomas down. He had said he would watch Arya, and she was capture. "That's why we came here Mr. Thomas! We thought you might be able to find Arya. We have to save her!" White added quickly after Darius's explanation.
Mr. Thomas's eyes narrowed. "I should never have left. Damn it! If only I had stayed with you guys I could have protected her!"
Lakari was a very good actor. He very easily convinced White and Princess Leliana with his concern. "Don't blame yourself sir. We'll get your friend back." Princess Leliana pitched in. She could see the heartbreak in Mr. Thomas as well.
After Darius's last question, Mr. Thomas nodded his head. "I'm alright." He paused for a moment in thought. "See the trouble is I can't pinpoint Arya's exact decision. I have no way of knowing exactly what world she is on. Were still to far away for me to pinpoint her from this world. However...."
Mr. Thomas trailed again. This was not the news that White had wanted to hear. He had hoped that Mr. Thomas was going to be able to tell them exactly where Arya was. It would have made things a lot easier. "I've been trying to dig into our house. I've dug quite an amount already. There's a book in the house that could help me pinpoint where she is exactly."
Lakari really did mean what he said there. The book did have the answer to finding what world Arya was on, as well as many other answers. But for the moment what was important was he find that book. They could world hop, but to do so would be annoying and taxing and a waste of time. Lakari wanted his book back. He had heard Rowen's answer, but had not decided to talk through that plane again. It would drain to much energy.
After sending back his thoughts, Rowen remained silent. Such a villain and he couldn't yet let Lance know that Lakari was one. If he did, Lakari would only try to do them all harm sooner. Still, he had to warn Lance but at a time when Lakari was busy somewhere else. Now that he knew Rowen was around, Lakari might not give Lance a moment of peace if he knew that Rowen could contact him. That's why, for now, Rowen did not try anything just yet to warn him. It would just make the situation more dangerous than it already was. Still, he hated this situation knowing that an old enemy was still alive and about to do them all harm at some point eventually like he had done to Sain and Artemis.
Darius felt terrible after revealing that information to Mr. Thomas but it wasn't right to hide it from him. He had the right to know. As the elf's eyes narrowed, Darius had lowered his gaze as he heard Mr. Thomas state that he should've never left them. They had all let him down. As if sensing his distress, Leliana assured him that they would find and rescue her.
After he had asked him if he was alright, Darius wasn't sure if the answer he got was true. Then, Mr. Thomas spoke stating that he didn't know where the exact location of Arya was. He could feel her but she was too far away from this world for him to pinpoint where exactly she was. However, there was a book that would be able to help him locate where she was exactly. The book was in the house buried under all of the snow below them and he had already dug up a significant amount already.
Looking down at the snow, Darius looked over at Mr. Thomas and then the others. "Well, looks like we'd better get started then!" He didn't like the idea of digging through a lot of snow but if it meant saving a friend, he would do it. The problem was, with what? "What are we to dig with?"
White followed Mr. Thomas as he led them to where he had been digging. He had to have been digging for quite a while for such a large pile of snow next to the hole he had created. To answer Darius's question he said, "The snow is so packed that I've been able to cut through the snow with my sword and pick up blocks of snow. They crush though when they hit the ground."
The hold that Mr. Thomas had carried was perhaps four feet deep and around the pointed house. About two feet of the top of the house was exposed. "There's a window that I can climb through on the top floor, but we have to dig probably another six feet around before we get to it. Sadly I can't tell which side of the house the window is on. I've been digging around the whole home. Four hands are much better then one right."
Mr. Thomas said with a smile. White nodded. He did have a point. Well if this was going to help them find Arya, he was willing to help. "Darius and White why don't you guys work on that side. Lance and I will work on this side. And Princess you can help either side."
"Alright! Sounds good to me!" White headed to the other side and climbed down. Drawing his kantana he wished he could just burn some of this snow. Sadly he didn't have any fire abilities. Slashing at the snow on the ground in front of him, he found that Mr. Thomas was right. It made a square pretty easily. It was just picked up the snow that was annoying. It took him a moment to get a good grip on the snow and pulling it away. Throwing it out of the hole that was being dug he got to work.
Mega: It's a spoopy phantom!
Mar 2, 2019 12:43:02 GMT -5
Conrí: Okay. *cracks knuckles* I looked over things! I'm likely off to get tea and food, and then, I'll try to...y'know, be a decent student, lol.
Mar 7, 2019 17:12:26 GMT -5
Conrí: But, I'm so happy about all the new activity! Great job on such thoughtful characters, everyone! They will be fun to RP with.
Mar 7, 2019 17:13:25 GMT -5
Mega: *dances in celebration*
Mar 7, 2019 20:27:47 GMT -5
straxeragous: so, a while back Hood and i were on another kh rp site on devientart. and we may have sent this places link to our friends that we still keep in touch with so they can join.
Mar 8, 2019 0:52:56 GMT -5
Conrí: Awesome! Thanks, Hood and Strax!
Mar 8, 2019 10:32:04 GMT -5
Alma Taschner: Been a long while since I did stuff here. Currently considering the idea of coming back and making a new character.
Mar 19, 2019 0:32:43 GMT -5
Alma Taschner: I know I won't be using this old version of Alma if I do.
Mar 19, 2019 0:34:13 GMT -5