Sceldrant's Comet

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by Michael Rogers


  Twortz: "Excuse me? I can't understand a thing you're saying."

  Trevour: "He's not a Scoldrant User, but got a little bloodline abilities in his veins."

  Man: "Yee-harh." *He nodded his head, as if Trevour was correct.*

  Twortz: "How you got that out of him beats me." *She shook her head at herself.*

  Man: "We'll be he-ere for another two da-ays."

  Trevour: "I've wanted to ride a Scoldrant for a long time. I think it would be fun."

  Twortz: "I'll take it into consideration, thank you." *She spoke as if she didn't care and continued to waddle towards the castle.*

  Trevour: "Many thanks, my kind sir, heh heh." *He smiled in respect and started to hobble after Twortz, causing his armour to rattle.*

  Twortz: "If my body clock is still working, it should be nearing nightfall now."

  Trevour: *He looked up, nodding his head.* "Yes, Twortz. They say this city never sleeps due to its consistent clear blue sky."

  Twortz: "Wouldn't that get annoying?" *She walked across the grass, keeping her focus on the castle.*

  Trevour: "I'm sure each house would have something to counteract it."

  Twortz: "Regardless, I am tired. Feel free to do what you wish." *She walked through the castle's doors without waiting for Trevour's response.*

  Trevour: *He watched the door ripple where Twortz stepped in before following her.* (I have plenty of time to explore the rest of the city. I'm quite beat up myself.)

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  *Lezard and Rachael stood outside the black door, stretching in a tired-like manner.*

  Lezard: "Razzypoo and Lezardypoo sighed with fatigue from a long and exhausting day-" *He paused to stretch in a different position.* "And after an amazingly succulent search through The Black Trade. Now it's time for some shut eye!"

  Rachael: *She smiled at Lezard.* (I'm actually not that tired..)

  Lezard: "Off to dreamland!" *He pointed at his head and giggled.*

  Rachael: "You're a funny one, Lezard."

  Lezard: "Naw, thankies!"

  Rachael: "Hehe, come on then."

  Lezard: "Yay." *He clapped his hands and suddenly yawned, lowering his usual chirpy self.*

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  *Metallic scratches echoed from the empty Hall of Oats, followed by frail moans of pain.*

  Zazark: "Fufufu." *He stood at the long table and chuckled, staring at bright red smear marks on the white ground around him.*

  Old Woman: "No-" *She coughed out blood and looked down, staring at a metallic pole in her chest.*

  Zazark: "Don't struggle, it'll hurt more." *He watched several dead people sit in awkward positions along the massive table.*

  Old Woman: "Why?"

  Zazark: "It's my mission, fufufufufu." *He turned around, cracking his head to each side.* "Thanks for signing me up in the race."

  Old Woman: "Grey's warriors-"

  Zazark: "Won't even know, right? This Spacial Funnel gets locked so no people can change or cheat The Agoura Marbles, right?"

  Old Woman: "How did you-?"

  Zazark: "I'm from around here." *He started to walk away, leaving behind bloody footprints.* "Nobody will know until after the race is done.. But by then-"

  Old Woman: "It will be too late.." *She coughed out more blood and suddenly collapsed, causing the metallic pole to support her body at an awkward angle.*

  Zazark: "Next stop, The Agoura Marbles, fufufufu." *He flashstepped, causing a faint buzzing sound to loudly echo in the empty hallways.*

  Chapter 9: The Agoura Marbles

  *Loud trumpets echoed in the castle, instantly waking up the entire party.*

  Karol: "Wah-?!" *He suddenly rolled off the bed, hitting his head on the ground.* "Owch."

  Rachael: *She leant up, looking at her hands in confusion.* (I couldn't get any sleep...)

  Nathan: "What's that noise?" *He mumbled in a deep voice, placing a hand on his head.*

  Luna: *She looked at Nathan.* "Why are the guys in here too?"

  Lezard: "No more rooms-" *He raised his leg and stretched.* "And there's enough spare beds in here, little one-"

  Twortz: "The trumpets are loud-" *She focused, causing the sounds to mute.* (They stopped-)

  Luna: "It's effin' loud." *She placed her hands on her ears, alerting Twortz.*

  Destiny: "Yeup?" *She meowed in disorientation.*

  Twortz: *She looked around, listening to complete silence.* (I can also control the sounds I hear?)

  Nathan: "Your senses have been heightened due to the Soul Link."

  Luna: "Gah, fucks sake, Destiny."

  Destiny: "Yeup!"

  Trevour: *He staggered across the room and stood at the door, facing inside the room.* "Let's go. Apparently, they don't wait around for the contestants."

  Rachael: "In that case-" *She jumped out of the bed in an athletic-like manner and adjusted red gloves on her hands.*

  Lezard: *He slowly hobbled out of bed and watched the party all stand up, noticing their garments.* "Ooo, Loonz, Twortzamottus and Razzypoo's new clothing looks simply delicious-"

  Twortz: "I thought I discussed with you what my name is?" *She placed her hands behind her back and walked down the hallway.*

  Luna: "Settle down, Twotters, aye."

  Lezard: "Ooo, a domestic plot twist-"

  Twortz: "Am I the only normal person here?"

  Karol: *His feet made squishy sounds, catching Lezard's attention.* "Why is she cwanky?"

  Luna: "I have an idea, but there's no need to tell ya until you're older, aha."

  Rachael: "Luna-"

  Nathan: *He adjusted the sword behind his back and placed his hands on his head.* (I wonder if anyone else has noticed, that we'll all be competing against each other?)

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  Lezard: *He hobbled through the castle doors and stepped on the grass, noticing an excited parade down the road-like path.* "Wowza-"

  *The party shuffled behind Lezard, instantly focusing their attention to a large floating chair.*

  ?????: "Welcome to this year's Agoura Marbles!"

  Lezard: "A powerful, yet slightly Asian voice echoed loudly across the city, followed by the inevitable cheers of-"

  *The parade of people loudly cheered to the man's voice.*

  Luna: *She squinted her eyes.* "Destiny?"

  Destiny: "Yeup!" *The purple ring around her iris started to spiral.*

  Luna: *She looked at the floating royal-like chair with heightened vision, noticing it stood on a green glyph.* "Who is he?"

  Rachael: "You can see that far?"

  Luna: "Yea."

  Rachael: "Wicked." *She spoke with a smile and squinted her eyes, trying to get a better look at the man.*

  Lezard: "Judging by the voice, that's Grey."

  Trevour: "The ruler.." *He mumbled under his breath.*

  Grey: "Those who are new to the games, just follow the experienced!" *The glyph under his chair started to spiral and float up to the next level of the city, causing the parade of people to move.*

  Nathan: *He walked away from the castle and followed the parade.* (There's a lot of people here.)

  Rachael: *She walked with the party, watching the people walk up the stairs.* (I don't know what to expect with this game.)

  Nathan: "Everyone got their cards?"

  Rachael: "Sure do." *She held the card, staring at the number forty-three on it.*

  Lezard: "This is going to be a delicious race."

  Twortz: "What makes you say that?"

  Lezard: "Unlike Battling Oxident, the more participants in this race, the funner!"

  Twortz: "Funner isn't a word-"

  Rachael: "Don't be such a drag, Twortz." *She spoke in a mature-like manner and followed the parade up the stairs to the left.*

  Karol: "What about me? Will I partissipate tooh?"

  Luna: "It's dangerous, aye-"

  Karol: "Stahp under-.. Under-est-i-mayting me!"

  Nathan: "She says that because she's worried about you. S
top trying to act like something you're not!"

  Karol: "..."

  Nathan: "Hmph." *He walked slightly faster, purposely leaving the party.*

  Trevour: "He's right, little one."

  Karol: *He triggered flashbacks of running away from Kath and Ridley.* (If I was a man..) "If I was a man, that wouldn't have happened!"

  Trevour: "What are you talking about, little meister?"

  Karol: "It.. Doesn't mayter.."

  Rachael: "Karol?"

  Karol: "Humpf." *He folded his arms like a child.*

  Rachael: (Even though we've been rather casual about exploring the city, I don't think any of us has had an opportunity to sit down and talk about ourselves.)

  Twortz: (Don't be a drag?) *She slowly waddled behind the party, glaring at the party's back.* (How unprofessional.. That fake Rachael telling me what to do..)

  *Twortz gritted her teeth and frowned in rage, causing a slight gust of wind to blow around her.*

  Twortz: (The Rachael I know is dead.. If I see it with my eyes, there's no changing my mind... I think I've done enough travelling with you lot.. I'll get my answers once we view this city's database and-)

  Luna: "C'mon, Twotters!"

  Twortz: (Twotters?!) *She screamed in thought.*

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  *Grey sat in his chair on the floating green glyph, watching the people step into The Hall of Oats.*

  Grey: "Those without the glyphic markers will enter this hallway." *He spoke with an echoing voice, implying people will be entering soon.*

  *Grey looked to his side, watching imperial soldiers clean the last remains of blood smears.*

  Ordin: *He supervised the cleaning and looked up to Grey, touching his throat.* "I'm unable to locate this culprit. I recommend heightening security."

  Grey: *He listened to Ordin's voice which echoed in his ear.* (I see-) *He placed his hand on his throat.* "I agree."

  Ordin: *He heard different toned footsteps, causing him to turn around.* "Welcome, spectators!"

  Grey: "Ordin, the person in charge of my affairs, protector of the city!-"

  *The crowd started to cheer in Grey's and Ordin's presence.*

  Man: "I can't believe the ruler, he's amazing!"

  Woman: "I know! I close my store down for the day to come to The Agoura Marbles just to see them."

  Grey: "Ordin will be the referee, and I will be the announcer, just like always-"

  *Grey swayed his hand, causing enormous screens of different images of landscapes to appear all over the oat-like walls.*

  Lezard: *He hobbled into the hallway with Karol, instantly noticing the screens.* "Majestic."

  Karol: "W-What are they?"

  Lezard: "Due to the Astragon filled walls, this place allows streaming footage of the races."

  Karol: "Why is there so mhany scweens?"

  Lezard: "Due to all the Reality Marbles."

  Karol: "There's snow.. Fire.. Night.. Day.. Indoars, outdoars?" *He spoke in disbelief, as if he couldn't comprehend the thought.*

  Man: *He stared at one of the screens and waved papers in the air, cheering on a person who warped into an open field.* "I got a lot of money betting on you!"

  Karol: "People are starting to warp into the images? Where is Waichael?"

  Lezard: "I remember their numbers-" *He hobbled up to a large pedestal with a large floating, spinning sphere with hundreds of different coloured numbers around it.*

  Karol: "What is that?"

  Lezard: "This is merely a tracker. Their colours tell us what Reality Marble they're in."

  Karol: *He spun around, noticing faint coloured borders around each image.* "I fink I get it."

  Lezard: "Her number is brown, so is Nathan's!-" *He hobbled around and instantly stared at the image with the brown border.*

  Karol: "It's dark in there."

  Lezard: "Looks like they're inside somewhere-"

  *Rachael and Nathan found themselves in a long underground tunnel, lit up by the sunlight which shone through deep cracks in the walls.*

  Rachael: "What do we do?" *She spoke to Nathan while adjusting the gloves around her hands.* "And where are the others?"

  Nathan: "They're probably in different Reality Marbles-"

  Rachael: "Karh-" *She suddenly coughed and leant forward with buckling knees.* (Crap-)

  Nathan: "You alright?" *He spoke in a deep voice.*

  Rachael: "Yeah." *She shook her head, noticing other people warp into the area behind her.*

  Nathan: (There're about twenty people here-)

  Grey: "The objective is to run forward, or, move forward. There are no secret paths, if you move out of the path, it's your own provocative to find the next Reality Marble."

  Rachael: "His voice echoes in the air?"

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  *Luna and Twortz found themselves in a large mansion with no active lights.*

  Twortz: (I just heard Grey's voice-)

  Luna: "It's night?"

  Twortz: "I can hardly see a thing?" *She stepped forward, causing the floors to creak.* "It's very old too."

  Woman: "I-I'm scared!"

  Twortz: (It is a little frightening if you've got an overly active imagination.)

  Luna: (Scared-?) *She turned around, noticing another twelve other people behind her.* "Pssht, this is nothin'."

  Grey: "We've marked the Reality Marbles with a glowing door frame."

  Luna: "Pssht, how easy. There's a door right here?" *She strutted towards the door and opened it, staring at an empty eerie room.*

  Twortz: "If you actually listened, he said glowing door frame."

  Luna: "If you actually listened." *She mimicked Twortz in a negative manner.*

  Twortz: "Hermph." *She looked away, as if she couldn't be bothered with Luna's attitude.*

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  *Trevour appeared in an enormous forest with trees as thick as cars, which towered into a bright orange sky.*

 

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