Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-36570662-20190114194829/@comment-35828480-20190205003040

Ok.. at least I can say I tried

Vix-Edgar

I feel so bad for Rita. She just lost her sister. Man, that would suck. My sister Grima is close. Like, REALLY close. I kinda feel bad for leaving her with mom but... being a guardian is worth it. I baked a batch of chocolate chip muffins and then waited. Humm what should I do.. I put on a shawl and headed outside.

I looked around. Not much to do. Katina was looking at a map with Isla, Aiden was playing with the mischevious little Devil, Kate was nowhere to be found, and Rita was sitting alone as usual. Ohhh man that little Devil... he steals my socks, shoes, and he acts like a baby for how big he is. But argh its so hard to get mad at a face like that.. I saw Rita crying and it broke my heart. I mean... ok that sounded weird. I don't mean that.. What I mean is.. Umm! I just feel terrible when people cry. Sometimes, it makes me cry too. I walked over to her and sat next to her on the bench.

"H-hey," I said.

Rita sniffled and wiped a tear from her eye, "hi."

"I feel so bad for you. I would trade places with you if I could," I said.

Oh schmitz that sounded weird. But, Rita's face lit up a bit.

"Thanks," she chuckled, "but you don't have to. If you really knew what it felt like, you wouldn't say that."

"Ouch. Was t-that a rejection?" I joked.

"Maybe maybe not you may never know," Rita replied.

"I have a sister. Her name is Grima. She was really close to me. We got in fights sometimes, but I still loved her. Sometimes I didn't think I liked her, but deep down I did love her." I stopped to make sure I wasn't boring Rita, and then I continued, "it would hurt so much to lose her. I know that she could never be replaced, but you have us. I mean, maybe not me because I'm a nobody, but you have the other Guardians. If you don't already know, they're here for you. I guess I am too, if you want."

A single tear fell and slid down Rita's cheek as she queitly replied, "thanks. I really appreciate it." Then she gave me a hug, and I went back into my cabin.

My muffins were ready, so I ate one. It was delicious. I scratched Tumble behind her frill, and said "you wanna go for a fly, girl?"

I slung my crossbow on my back and walked outside with Tumble. Then I mounted her saddle, and she took to the air. "Whoo-hoo!" I cried, putting my hands in the air. The wind ripped through my hair, and it increased my adrenaline. "Yee-haw!" Then Tumble spun and did a barrel roll, diving at top speeds along a mini-lake.

Then she flew just barely above its surface. I reached down and touched it's cold waters. Some fish swam below the surface, and then I grabbed onto the saddle as Tumble turned upwards flying high up. And then she stopped beating her wings falling backwards, with me below her. "YEAAAHH!!!" I cried. I love freefalling. Right before we smashed into the ground, Tumble uprighted herself and beat her wings furiously to get into the air again. We flew for awhile, before I spotted something. A tiny little cottage, with smoke billowing out of the chimney.

"C'mon girl land right in the clearing," I whispered.

Tumble landed carefully, and I got off of her. I took out my crossbow, and held it defensively in front of me. I slowly walked to the door of the cottage, and motioned for Tumble to follow. I got as close to the door of the cottage as I could. I almost entered, when I heard voices.

"And the stupid Guardians keep foiling our plans!"

"Don't worry, I crushed their spirits. Now every one of them thinks the sassy girl is dead. They won't be coming to our base for a looong time."

What were they talking about? And who do we think is dead? Wait... what if thats Aud? I have to tell them! Rita will be so relieved! I fumbled backwards to mount Tumble, but hit a rock. "OW!" I muttered.

"What was that?"

"We better check it out."

Oh no. I heard footsteps get closer and closer, and the door was open. I stepped backwards and put my hand on Tumble's snout. Immedietly, she snarled and her scales turned red.

"It's that nosy boy!" Said the one with ugly teeth I saw before.

Him! I knew he was up to no good. But the other one, the sight of his face made something in my brain click.

[{[Flashback]}]

''Grima, three years older than me, folded her arms at the sight of Mr. Baardson. Mama pursed her lips. But, dad sat down in the chair across from Mr. Baardson. ''

''"And you say it will be good for us? It's good pay and things, sir?" My dad asked. ''

Mr. Baardson smiled in a creepy way, "Yes, Mr. Vee. Very good pay. And you'll live in a good house."

''"So, about Operation White Nightmare. You said you'd be bringing all the eligeble men and children of the Hidden World to serve 'a greater cause'. What is this greater cause?" Dad questioned. ''

''The smile immedietly dissapeared from Mr. Baardson's face. "You do, trust me don't you?" ''

Dad looked nervous, "Umm, y-yes sir. Very much, s-sir!"

''Mr. Baardson smiled evily and folded his arms, and pressed his thumbs together. "I thought you did. About our operation. The lower classes call it a flawed dictatorship of many people. But that's not what we're doing. We want to make the Hidden World a modern place that all men shall fear. We will be respected throughout Earth!" He cackled. ''

Dad thought this through, and then finally spoke, "sir I thank you for the oppurtunity, but I don't think I'm the man for this job."

''Once again, the smile faded from Mr. Baardson's face. "You aren't, eh?" And with that, he shot my father in the heart. ''

[{[Back to Present Day]}]

"Mr. Baardson! You monster! And now you're siding with this wretches? You evil bahphoon!" I screamed at him.

"Do I know you from somewhere?" Mr. Baardson asked, not remembering who I am.

"You killed my father you junkhead!" I yelled, readying my crossbow.

Realization hit Mr. Baardson's face. He grinned his horrific bittersweet grin, "ah yes the weakling son of Mr.  Vee. Such a shame you didn't change as you grew."

"You know this boy?" Said the ugly one with yellow teeth.

"He is the son of a man who refused to serve me," Mr. Baardson sneered.

"I knew it! You wanted us for slaves, not service!" I howled.

"Well, aren't you a smart one. You have your father's brains," Mr. Baardson snickered.

I traced a line on Tumble's snout, and she shot a hole into the wall of the cottage. I mounted her quickly, and flew up off the ground. I shot arrows at them, and an arrow stuck in Mr. Baardson's calf. He howled in pain.

"One day, I will get vengance for my father," I whispered as I flew back to camp.