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Xtis stopped along the path, a noise catching his attention. He looked around, hearing it again, a noise in the
trees above him. He looked up and suddenly noticed that the forest had become completely quiet. No
crickets chirping, no birds singing. A man, or woman, dropped from the trees, landing directly in front of
him. Xtis' eyes followed the person, his body moving on reaction, his torso turning to the right, his left foot
coming up, knee bent slightly, the top of the foot striking the person in the torso, sending them flying to the
ground. Xtis used his momentum to continue to spin, stopping, his foot coming down where it had been only
moments before, as the spin completed, facing the person on the ground. As he studied him, he recognized
him as Slac, a weird man he had met a week ago, brandishing a knife. Slac moved almost too fast, spinning
around to the back of Xtis. Slac leaned in, toward the back of Xtis, thrusting his knife toward Xtis's back,
being a bit shorter than Xtis, Slac angled his knife upwards, at the space between the third and fourth ribs, a
strike unable to miss the heart. Xtis, being a bit quicker, ducked and leaned forward, as the knife flew over
the space where his torso had been moments before. His right foot darted out, toward Slac's left knee. Xtis
felt resistance as his foot struck the knee, and heard the solid cracking of bones. He turned, rising as he did,
to look down upon Slac. Slac pulled a long, needle-pointed poniard from a sheath hidden near his right knee,
under the short pants he wore. He used his left hand and his good leg to push him up off the ground, sending
him forward Xtis. Xtis sidestepped the poniard easily, his hands coming up, his left grasping just behind
Slac's elbow and the right snatching Slac's wrist. He jumped, raising his left knee as he did so, toward the
exposed elbow of Slac, pulling his enemy's arm down as he did. a solid cracking of bone told him what he
needed to know, letting go of the arm, his left foot darted out toward the injured knee of Slac, the pain alone
sending the man to the ground, the momentum slamming him face first into the hard ground, shoving his
nose cartilage up his brain. He lay dead, in a pool of the blood leaking from his nose, that quickly spread out,
soaking his shirt and shorts. Xtis cracked his knuckles, and turned around to look at the rest of the area.
“Too easy..” He bent down to the corpse of Slac, rummaging through his pockets, taking the small knife and
poniard Slac used to attack him with, along with the money he carried. He stood, turned on his left heel, and
continued to walk down the path as if nothing had happened. His thoughts drifted to the past. He had been
nothing more than a bodyguard to his small city’s mayor no more than two weeks ago, though it seemed
much longer than that. He had become a hired assassin, to a person he didn’t even know the name of. But
this person had enough enemies, if all the people he’d killed were any evidence. He still lived and worked
out of the same city, though people he’d known as friends avoided him, except for a few of them. One, in
particular, weighed on his mind most of the time. A blond-haired blue-eyed beauty by the name of Amanda.
A rustling in the trees above him jerked him from his thoughts. A clearly feminine figure dropped from the
trees above. Xtis spun on pure instinct, raising his right leg, then seeing the two-piece bikini his ‘attacker’
was in. Xtis lowered his leg and his guard. A mistake. The girl stepped in, leveling a quick punch at Xtis’s
face. Xtis moved to the left easily, his right hand coming up as he ducked, catching the wrist of the fist. He
moved forward, his left leg darting up and over the left shoulder of his attacker. He latched the top of his
foot onto the girl’s shoulder, jerking her down with his foot, catching her before she cracked her head open
on the ground, not wanting to hurt her, yet. He raised up, looking down onto the girl. Then he saw her
blond hair, her face. “Amanda! What are you doing here?” he asked, startled, lowering his right hand to her
to help her up. Amanda grasped Xtis’s hand, and after trying to pull him down with her and failing, giggled
and pulled herself up. “Looking for you, silly,” she said, moving close to him, putting her hand on his bare
chest between the open flaps of his vest. He placed his hand over her’s, taking it from his chest slowly.
“What do you mean, looking for me?” he said supiciously. “Exactly what I mean. Looking for you.” Xtis
cocked his head to the side. “If you were looking for me, why did you attack me?” Amanda giggled. “Oh I
was wanting to see if you were still in shape.” Amanda placed her hand on his chest again. “Oh, I guess you
are.” Xtis removed her hand again, grinning. “Oh, and this came for you,” Amanda said, reaching inside the
top of her bikini, handing Xtis a small, unaddressed envelope. Xtis opened the letter, turning his back to
Amanda. He read outloud, knowing she was peeking over his shoulder so it didn’t really matter. “Lead
Assassin, go to town three miles east, dirt road, fourth house.” Xtis turned to Amanda, who guiltily came off
her tiptoes. She pouted her lips. “You’re going then, are you?” Xtis sighed, and Amanda turned away,
crossing her arms across her chest. Xtis placed his right hand on her opposing shoulder. “I can cover three
miles in under an hour. I’ll be back before dawn.” Amanda turned on him, placing her hand on his chest
again. “I’ll be waiting in our place then,” she said, before leaping into the air, landing on the branch, and
leaping from branch to branch away. Xtis ran a hand through his black hair, sighing and turning back toward
the path, leaving the forest, setting the setting sun to his back and taking off at a brisk run.
It was approaching dusk as he entered the village of Opalesque, subuding the gate guards with a few blows
to the backs of their heads. As he made his way through the city, he noted what the city was named for, the
opalesque roofs, made of a type of slate that was nearly see-through, appropriately named Opalesque Slate.
He made his way to the only dirt road in the city, the rest being cobbled. He counted the houses from right
to left, taking the second house on the right, the fourth house in his mind. He made his way to the door of
the house. He slid the poniard he took from Slac’s corpse from the back of his belt, slipping it into the lock
of the house, pushing as far as it would go, and turning, the lock tumblers undoing. He took the poniard
from the lock, sliding the poniard back where he had it. He slowly turned the door handle, pushing it open
slowly, slipping through the door the moment the crack became wide enough. He closed the door, releasing
the handle, letting it turn back to the normal position once it settles into the doorframe. He looked around
the house, noting there was something amiss. The house wasn’t settling as heavily as one with occupants.
There were no noises of people in beds above turning or tossing. The normal sounds of a house with living
occupants were not there. He shrugged and moved up the stairs, hearing a buzz, flattening against the wall,
an arrow striking the landing of the floor at the foot of the steps. A voice boomed from the top of the stairs.
“Come on up, Lead Assassin. Recieve your reward.” Xtis cautiously went up the rest of the steps. As he
round the top of the steps, he saw five ninjas in a semi-circle around a man who appeared to be of Asian
descent. The man appeared to be the speaker, and it was evident when he spoke again. “Hello Xtis Cee,
Lead Assassin. We’ve never been properly introduced. My name is Eltie Oazc, and I am your employer.”
Xtis merely nodded at the man. “Your reward, if that’s what has you speechless, are these five ninjas, who
shall test your skill.” Xtis had to keep from laughing. “You call these men a test? I could kill three times as
many as these before dawn.” Xtis realized he’d said too much, too late. “Dawn eh?” Eltie drawled in a
musical tone of voice. “Well we’ll have to see what we can do to keep you occupied till then.” Eltie snapped
his fingers, and five more ninjas stepped out of the surrounding rooms, to circle behind Xtis. Then Eltie
clapped and the ninjas advanced. Xtis saw one clear way to get them all on their backs, as he could tell they
were all going to try to do the same move on him at once. Deciding it’d be unsporting, Xtis stepped toward
the closest ninja, snapping his right hand at the man’s gut, knocking the air from him. His right knee came
up, snapping the ninja’s head back, sending him to the ground. Xtis stepped out of the circle, spinning as he
did so, snapping his left foot toward the back of the nearest ninja that didn’t seem to have noticed his change
in position. The ninja went flying forward, into the foot of another ninja who tried to “flying kick” Xtis. The
ninja landed, stepping back, the men moving as one, away from Xtis, lining up horizontally, then spreading
out to circle Xtis again. As they advanced, Xtis laughed, which seem to take them aback a bit. “I’m
surprised at how unoriginal your boys are, Eltie.” The ninjas each drew a club, and Eltie didn’t seem to hear
Xtis’s comment. Three of the ninjas directly in front of Xtis leaped for him. Xtis’s hands came up catching
the side two ninja’s hands, redirecting their clubs at the middle ninja’s face, knocking him out cold. Xtis
stepped in the middle of the ninjas, jerking them down, toward the middle, or at least their upper body, Xtis
hopped into the air, his knees both coming up for the faces of the other two ninjas, snapping their heads
back, Xtis released their arms, the back of their skulls cracking open as the momentum carries them to the
floor. Xtis spun, to face the other five ninjas, and they were all backing away. As a group, they broke and
ran. Xtis turned to Eltie. “Your boys were rather undertrained and undisciplined, employer. Quit wasting my
time.” Eltie grinned, and the last thing Xtis felt was something heavy and blunt striking the back of his head.
Amanda waited on a bluff surrounded by trees past dawn, waiting. She stood as the sun rose high in the
sky, and brushed off her bottom. “I guess he’s not coming,” she whispered to herself, turned, and walked
down the bluff, toward the village and home to get some sleep.
Xtis awoke in a dark room, his vest gone, his jeans matted with the blood of the enemy dead. He stood,
noting how difficult it was to stand, and as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw heavy chains on his
wrists and ankles, though not attached to each other, could seriously damper him, though they could help in
a tight spot. He looked around, his eyes squinting into the darkness, trying to make something in the
distance out, as bright lights flashed on in the entire room. Xtis cried out as the light struck his eyes,
shielding them from the bright light. Eltie’s voice boomed over loudspeakers somewhere in the room.
“You’re awake. Good. Now maybe we can get on with this.” Xtis coughed, blinking away spots while
shielding his eyes from the light. “What do you want with me, Eltie?” Eltie’s voice laughed. “Want with
you? What I always want with you. I want you to kill someone.” Xtis snarled. “Then why knock me out and
lock me in this room? I always do what I’m ordered.” “Yes, usually, but this time, we had to show you what
was at stake, and you probably wouldn’t do it if we simply ordered you to do it.” The lights dimmed, and
Xtis saw the Village Elder tied to a stake, unconcious in a pool of blood. “What have you done to him?”
Xtis demanded. “Nothing yet,” came the cool reply, “but we will do something if you do not kill Bace.” Xtis
blinked. He hadn’t expected that. “Bace? Why Bace? Does he pose some threat to you? An old ex-warrior
turned farmer?” The voice in the loudspeaker was suddenly magnified, and Xtis had to shield his ears. “DO
NOT QUESTION US, XTIS CEE! YOU WILL DO AS WE SAY! AND YOUR REWARD WILL BE
YOUR LIFE AND YOUR ELDER’S LIFE!” Xtis sighed. “Alright, alright! I’ll do it. How do I get out of
here though?” The lights dimmed more, and no response came but a wall sliding up to his left. Xtis walked
toward the doorway, leaving the Elder behind, knowing they’d kill both him and the Elder if he tried to
rescue him now. But how was he supposed to kill Bace, Amanda’s father? He could not do it, but if he
didn’t, the man that fostered him would die. Xtis was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn’t notice
until he was outside that his vest was back and the chains were gone.
It was approaching dusk as he neared the city, having made sure to keep in his mind the path back to that
place. He made his silent way through the city, toward Amanda and Bace’s house. Amanda’s mother had
died giving birth to her, and that had made her father sad for many years. But he had emerged from it a
better man, a farmer, no longer a vagabond warrior. As Xtis approached the house, he sighed and resigned
himself to what must be done. He leaped up from the ground to the balcony no more than ten feet up. His
soft leather shoes allowed him to do this silently, with no more sound than would be thought of as the house
settling. Xtis opened the door to the house slowly, the house having no locks, the people of his village a
trusting sort, most of them not locking their houses or not having locks at all. Such was the case with
Amanda’s house. Xtis knew this from experience. He quietly made his way through the upper hallway,
stopping at Amanda’s room, opening her door slightly, peeking in, watching the rise and fall of her chest for
a few moments before continuing his walk down the hall to Bace’s room. He slowly and quietly opened the
door, and found no one in Bace’s bed, but it looked like someone had been. “Bace must have gone for a
midnight snack..” he said quietly, making his way to the stairs. He heard heavy footsteps coming up them,
and winced and sighed, and leaned against the wall a few feet from the staircase in plain sight. As Bace
rounded the stairs, he look surprised to see someone in his house but quickly recognized Xtis. “Xtis, my
friend, what are you doing here?” he asked quietly. Xtis sighed. “I need to speak with you Bace.Please,
privately.” Bace nodded and lead Xtis to his room, where he sat on he bed. Xtis refused the polite offer of
joining him, which seemed to please Bace. Before Xtis could say a word, Bace held up a hand. “I know what
you’re going to ask, and frankly, you’re the only person I would say yes to. You’ve come to ask for my
daughter’s hand in marriage, aye?” Xtis turned bright red, but it was mostly hidden by the dark. “No, Bace,
I’ve come to talk to you about something else.” Bace looked dissappointed, and it sounded in his voice too.
“Well, what is worth sneaking into my house in the middle of the night then, besides that?” Xtis quickly told
him the story of what he had been sent here to do and by who. Bace sat quietly for a moment. “I see,” he
said finally, “so the Elder will die if I do not die, is it?” Xtis nodded. “If I kill you, Amanda will hate me, but
if I don’t rescue the Elder, I shall hate myself.” Xtis said to him quietly. Bace nodded. “I’ve got a better idea.
How about we go in and kill all those lousy jackasses and rescue the Elder?” Xtis cocked his head to the
side. “We? You haven’t held a sword in years, Bace.” Bace stood and laughed quietly. “It comes back
quickly.” Bace walked over to an upright cabinet and opened the double oak doors and took out a
beautifully crafted longsword, set with a ruby as a pommel, the blade looked a little worse for the wear but it
still retained it’s edge. “Gimme a minute to be dressed, and I’ll be right with you.” Bace said without
turning. Xtis nodded. “I’ll meet you out front, I must get something from the Elder’s house.” Bruce nodded,
so overcome with memories that he probably didn’t hear. Xtis slipped out the door, and exited the way he
came.
Amanda rose from her crouching position behind the thin wall that joined her and her father’s rooms. “So
they’re going somewhere without me are they? Not on their lives!” Amanda quickly moved from the wall
and dressed in a slick black outfit, taking a quarterstaff from under her bed, strapping it to her back, making
sure Xtis was gone and her father was still in his room, she exited the way Xtis had, leaping from the
balcony, waiting at the outskirts of the village.
Xtis creeped into the Elder’s house, going to the tiny room the Elder had graciously given him. He took the
cestus that the Elder had found lying on the ground not far from him when he had been so small. He slipped
the cestus on his right arm, a short set of spikes jerking out of the knuckles when he squeezed his hand, the
cestus made of a lightweight material that had been impossible to reproduce by the village’s best
blacksmiths. Xtis believed it had belonged to his father, and he felt safer just by looking at it. Now he could
feel it on his arm, the cestus extending halfway up his elbow. “Perfect..” he whispered as he looked at it
gleam in the moonlight.
Bace met Xtis on the outskirts of the village, dressed in light leather clothing. Xtis had always looked up to
Bace, the fact Xtis was a good two heads shorter helped. Bace was dressed in an impressive suit of chain
armor that had somehow had all the clinking elminated when it had been made. At his side rested the sword
he had taken from the cabinet. Xtis whistled as he saw the impressive lean six foot three figure Bace made.
“How do I look?” he asked, grinning. “Great, just one thing, think you’re dressed enough?” Bace laughed.
Amanda watched this in the bushes, grinning to herself, going to follow them wherever they went. Amanda
and Bace saw the thing on Xtis’s arm at the same time. “What’s that?” Bace asked. Xtis raised his arm. “It’s
the cestus the Elder found with me.” Bace nodded, and they started off. Amanda started to follow but felt a
heavy blow to the back of her head and blacked out.
Xtis and Bace both turned toward the bushes, at the ready, as they heard a noise, but decided it was just the
wind or some animals and started back off. It was getting on toward dawn as they finally reached the place.
Bace pointed to a large door. “That looks like the entrance.” Xtis shook his head. “Nothing is what it seems
with these people, Bace.” Xtis pointed to a small indention in the wall to the left of the large doorway.
“There’s our entrance.” Bace nodded, and followed Xtis to the indention. Xtis touched the center of it and
the indention vanished. Bace drew his sword with his left hand and took the right wall, while Xtis took the
left wall, the opening wide enough for three people. They inched their way along the wall, searching for
traps, and preparing for any attack. The walls shook and Xtis shouted, “Look out!” and they both leaped
back as the walls slammed into each other, where they had been moments before. “That was close,” Bace
gasped. “I know.Look, behind that overgrown toy on the left, isn’t that another indention?” Xtis pointed
behind the left wall to the indention. They moved behind the wall and Xtis touched the indention, the
indented wall vanishing. They moved into the dark room, and spread out, the room circular, much like the
room Xtis had woke up in. Bright lights flashed, though dim, and Eltie was standing in the middle of the
room with a legion of ninjas standing around him. “So good of you to join us, Xtis, Bace.” Eltie motioned
toward the back wall, where the wall rose, showing Amanda tied to a stake. “Oh that is so cliche, the tying
to the stake thing,” Xtis said nonchalantly. Eltie grinned, and the ninjas all advanced on Xtis and Bace. Bace
beheaded two in one stroke, while Xtis snapped the neck of another from behind. Bace ran his sword cleanly
through one ninja, ripping upwards, spilling guts and brains in the same motion. Xtis clenched his right fist,
the cestus’s spikes coming free. Xtis drove the four inch spikes into the chest of one man, cutting his heart
open, while spinning, the spikes tearing open the gut of another. They fought furiously for a few minutes,
Xtis ignoring his wounds, and Bace slowing down as he took more and more cuts and bruises. And just
when they thought they’d both collapse, it was over. They found no one else to fight. Except Eltie. Eltie
clapped, applauding. “Very good. Perhaps you can still become my, ‘Lead Assassin,’ Xtis Cee.” Eltie
laughed. “But you still have to kill Bace. In front of her.” Eltie pointed to Amanda. Xtis sighed, moving
toward Bace. Xtis said under his breath, while slipping his poniard from the sheath on his belt, “I’m going to
stab you in the lower part of your left shoulder. Spread the blood so they can’t tell where the exact wound
is.” Bace nodded, and Xtis ran the needle tip of the poniard through Bace’s shoulder. Bace howled in pain,
falling to the floor, clutching the wound and spreading the blood over his chest. Xtis turned to Eltie.
“There,” he said, moving toward Eltie slowly. Eltie clapped. “Very good, very good,” he said. “You have
proven yourself worthy Xtis.” Xtis nodded graciously, then grabbed Eltie around the shoulders, throwing
him toward Bace. Bace raised his sword, slashing at the incoming Eltie, shearing him in two at the waist.
“That’s that I guess.” They looked around and walked toward Amanda. The place was quiet. Even the
moans of the dying were stifled. Bace untied Amanda and picked her up. “Let’s get going Xtis.” Xtis
nodded and started to lead the way out, when he noticed more ninjas lining the walls. He strode over to one,
and jerked one up by the hand with the cestus, the spikes coming free, stopping centimeters from the neck of
the ninja. “Where’s the Elder?” he snarled at him. The ninja, trembling, answered, “Dead. And the girl might
as well be. Both from a poison with no cure.” Xtis growled, and slammed the spikes into the mans throat,
then used them to hold him up and slam his head into the wall, shattering it. He turned to Bace, who’s face
was ashen white. “Let’s get out of here and to Doc in the village. He should be able to figure something
out.” Bace nodded and strode out in front of Xtis. Xtis weasled his way in front of Bace. “Someone’s gotta
take the lead here, and with you carrying Amanda, how you gonna protect us?” Bace nodded again. “You’re
right X. Let’s move.” Xtis smiled grimly. An alarm went off and the hallway filled with ninjas. Xtis strode
through them, shattering legs and arms and heads where needed, creating a gruesome scene of death as they
exited. They made their way to the forest nearby. Xtis turned to Bace as they entered. “Give me Amanda.
You’re wounded, I’m not sure how much longer you can keep this up.” “As long as I have to, son.” Xtis
shook his head. “I don’t want to hurt your feelings Bace, but I can move much faster with Amanda. I’ll
return to you once I get her to Doc’s place.” Bace nodded, handing Xtis Amanda. Xtis nodded. “I’ll return
as soon as I can, Bace.” He turned and ran from the forest, fast as he could, and once he cleared the forest,
something inside him clicked, his breathing became rhythmic. His feet moved faster and he felt less tired. He
attributed it to adrenaline and fear as he strode much faster through the fields toward the village, everything
seeming to speed up. As he entered the village he brushed past people, still moving at that speed,
shouldering open Doc’s door, the door rocking back on it’s hinges. The doctor, hearing the noise, came to
the door. Everything slowed down as he crossed the threshold into the Doc’s place. “She’s been poisoned,
Doc, can you cure her?” Xtis said, his words tumbling over each other. The doctor nodded. “Follow me,” he
said, turning on his heel, walking into a back room, pointing to a clean bed. “Put her there, I’ll antidote her.”
Xtis nodded. “I gotta go back for Bace, he’s wounded, none of them looked fatal though.” The doctor
nodded and Xtis walked out, everything the normal speed again to him, the villagers he had ran past pointing
at him and whispering amongst themselves. Xtis looked at them puzzledly, but continued out the city.He
walked through the grassy fields toward the forest. As he neared he noticed all the ninjas standing around.
As the ninjas saw him, they bowed deeply toward him. Xtis thought this weird but continued on into the
forest. Xtis quickly found Bace, who hadn’t moved an inch. “Come on friend, I said I’d get back to you.”
Bace looked up, amazed. “How’d you get back so quickly? You didn’t leave Amanda on the road did you?”
Xtis shook his head. “I’ll explain later, let’s go, before the ninjas change their mind about being scared of
me.” Bace nodded and Xtis helped him up. They strode along the path back toward the village.
As they entered the village, people stopped and pointed at Xtis and Bace, whispering amongst themselves.
Xtis helped Bace to the doctor’s office, where Bace complained about the stinging of the alcohol rubbed on
the wounds to keep them from infection and then complained about there being itches he couldn’t reach
after the doctor put bandages on him. The doctor endured this with what seemed like a saintly patience to
Xtis. After a while, the doctor announced Bace ready for rest, but he should check on his daughter first.
“She’s perfectly fine, Bace. Just a little food poisoning. I’ve already antidoted her.” They walked into the
back room and found her sitting up in bed. The doctor entered first, then Bace. Amanda leaped from bed and
squealed “Daddy!” and flew into his arms. Xtis hung back, leaning outside, near the doorframe. Amanda
peered behind her father. “I thought Xtis was with you.” Bace turned around. “He was. Xtis get yer scrawny
butt in here!” Xtis chuckled, pushed off the wall, turned, and walked into the room. Amanda practically
screamed “Xtis!” and jumped onto him, hugging him tightly. Xtis awkwardly patted her back. She looked
around. “I want you two to tell me everything!” Xtis looked to Bace and nodded. Amanda dropped off of
Xtis and walked over to the bed, sitting. Xtis and Bace started to tell the story, Xtis filling in what Bace
didn’t know. Amanda however was eyeing Xtis and his wounds. At one point she said, “Xtis! Look at your
wounds! They’re healing!” Xtis looked down at his wounds which had started to close up at a rapid rate.
Xtis shrugged, then looked at the doctor. “This natural?” he asked. The doctor shook his head. “No, and
your running as fast as you did, if you’re telling the truth, isn’t either.” Xtis shrugged as they finished the
story. The doctor looked at Xtis. “There’s a group of mystics to the north that may know why you’re doing
all this abnormal stuff. Maybe you should visit them.” Xtis nodded. “Means I’m leaving again. Oh well,
seems my whole life I’ve been leaving.” Amanda glared at Xtis. “You’re not leaving without me this time.”
Bace nearly exploded. “You’re NOT going ! You’re not fit to travel yet!” The doctor spoke up. “Actually,
she is ready to travel, if she takes it easy for a while.” Bace glared at the dcotor. “You just had to speak up
didn’t you, Doc?” He turned back to where his daughter was. “You’re not going..Huh?” he noticed his
daughter had vanished. He heard a giggle from Xtis’s general direction and turned. He saw her hiding behind
Xtis, who was doing nothing to conceal her, which was frustrating her. “Come out from there young lady
this instant!” Amanda stepped out from behind Xtis. “If you’ve noticed, daddy, I’m not so young anymore.
I’m practically grown, I can make my own decisions now.” Bace sighed. “I guess I can’t argue with that. I
admit you’re battle-ready, and the doc, who I’m going to have a long talk with later, says you’re travel
ready, and I know how much this scrawny boy means to you, so I can’t really do nothing can I?” Amanda
grinned. “Let’s get going then Xtis! We’ve gotta get something from my house before we leave.” She turned
and walked out, and Xtis smiled and followed after her. Bace turned to the doctor. “You and I are going to
have that talk now doctor..” Xtis grinned as he closed the door behind him, and didn’t hear the yells between
the doctor and Bace until they were outside.
Later that day, Xtis and Amanda set out, Xtis carrying a bag of provisions, with some weapons, including
his cestus, Amanda carrying her quarterstaff, leaning on it slightly, the setting sun to their left. Holding hands
they set out to the north, for the rumored band of mystics...
The End? Maybe.
Another writing work of mine..
I know neither of them are very good.But I hope to get better.
