161 Days Until Mystery And the Uncertain End (part 3)
Zeydar stood in the center of the room. He was surrounded by the eyes of those who watched and the words of Evester’s father. Night was fast approaching and they needed to know if they had another night or rest or not. They needed to know if they had to flee or not. Zeydar was the only one who would be able to tell them. Zeydar tested his magic in his staff twisting it about his hand, sending his magic pulsating through it, feeling it in a way that he did not need, knowing he had control again, but also knowing that the magic was beginning to sting him.
How his skin itched. His hands twitched. His heart beat accelerated. The noise in the room swelled. The air on his face prickled. He burned and when he saw Evester, his heart stilled.
Upon fully understanding what had happened, Zeydar had apologized to Evester. Evester had shaken it off like his wrist was not bruised in the the yellowing purple coloration shaped as Zeydar’s hand print. Evester had said nothing of it, and had only smiled at him, as he did not then. Evester was as focused as Zeydar had to be. He had then dedicated himself to focusing on control so that he could do the spell that would guide them forward. He had to focus on not hurting them or anyone around them.
Eyes to the wall, Zeydar stepped forward to the most recent writing.
Staff to the wall, Zeydar outlined the words that took up much of the wall. The iconic words that had sent the world into a frenzy. He closed his eyes, cast the magic, and looked for tracks. There were traces of a people in the room, from the way the magic showed it to him. One person had to be Evester’s father, days old and growing feint. He then searched around them. Any signs of Aralax, of a threat, of them having to flee, and finding none.
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161 Days Until Mystery And the Uncertain End (part 2)
Evester looked over the house twice more before looking to his notes. The notes before him were all on Aralax and the Catastrophe. They depicted how the Aralax moved, lived, thrived, fought. Notes on their anatomy and on how to kill them more effectively than even Evester knew. On their ideal conditions for living and questions on what they were planning. Their social structures and hierarchies. Notes that had taken time to research. Then there was The Catastrophe. The way the Catastrophe had worked. Why it was happening now and questions on where to take the population to go. There were details on where to settle the population. Then there were details on what Evester thought had to be on the Uncertain End.
The ultimate question on what was the Uncertain End? What was to happen? And if it did happen, what would that mean? Still it was the Uncertain End, because Evester’s father could not figure it out.
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161 Days Until Mystery And the Uncertain End (part 1)
The group had taken a room that Evester’s father had not dedicated to his notes. They’d gotten as best rest they could as Evester had started tracking and writing down as much of the notes as he possible could. Kim and Phil were helping record it all into digital displays so that he did not have to copy it all by hand. Shawn, Kori, and Heia looked over their supplies and made plans for the next few days on what they had to do. Zeydar sat recuperating as the rest of the house worked with Kony by his side, monitoring him.
Upon reaching the house, Heia had understood a few things. The first was that the house looked exactly like the remains of Evester’s home when the Aralax had attacked. Kim said that it proved that the attack had been staged by Evester’s father, like they had thought. The notes were about things she did not understand and was not sure she would ever understand. They were more for Uly, if anyone.
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162 Days Until Discovery And the Uncertain End
Evester woke up stretching, a weight upon his chest that was the crumpled mess of blankets covering him and Zeydar who laid partially on top of him. The supplies were on the floor of the car, shaking in the soft hum of the moving car. Evester moved his arm free, to lift Zeydar’s hair to see the clammy, pale face, and strained expression of Zeydar. Evester felt sore. His wrist looked worse than it felt, however as he looked at it in the light of the far, he winced at the idea of it. Breathing out, he dropped his arm over Zedyar holding him close.
“You awake?” Phil asked from the driver’s seat.
“Where’s Heia?” Evester did not want to move much. Zeydar had gotten little sleep, and thus Evester had gotten little sleep. What sleep they could get was broken by crackers and water, as well as Zeydar’s complaints about everything.
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163 Days Until Saftey And the Uncertain End
The cars rolled to a stop, and Zeydar threw himself out of the car to the ground vomiting the moment he was on his knees. Doors flew open and Evester was the first to Zeydar’s side as Zeydar passed out in the afternoon light. Evester checked Zeydar who groaned. Rolling him to his side, Evester sighed out, glancing at his wrist and then Kony was there. Kony checked Zeydar’s pulse and placed his hand against Zeydar’s back feeding him magic, Heia assumed.
She was not sure.
She watched from her car door, slowly moving around the car to the other side, looking to the others who were exiting their vehicles to observe Zeydar who was on the ground passed out. The entire car ride, Zeydar had been speaking with a voice that was breaking as he tried to focus. She could remember it so clearly, him repeating things, directions, orders, the crack in his voice as he was fading. Each time she had wanted to clarify, she had gotten the look from Evester to say nothing. So she had driven, taking the lead and leading the group where Zeydar said, and the Arlax had disappeared. They had driven all night and much of the day, their cars having to charge, because they were out of power.
Zeydar had been latched to Evester’s wrist, and in the light of the day Heia could see the faint red lines purpling to a bruise on Evester’s wrist. Zeydar had grabbed him and not let go. Evester had not said a single word about it even though it looked like it was swelling and was probably giving Evester much pain. The sky was blue where they were and the frigid air was going to hurt them all if they were outside too long. Still, the sky wasn’t as blue as it could be. Nor was it as cold as it could be.
Zeydar was still using his powers unconciously.
The world around them had been muted as they drove away from the Aralax. It was muted now. He was still defending them even when he couldn’t defend himself.
“We don’t have much time before sunset.” Shawn called to her.
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164 Days Until Focus And the Uncertain End (part 4)
Zeydar hissed as the car approached them. The Aralax were coming in from too many sides, and hot on the backs of Kim and Phil. He’d have to make them all disappear while in movement. The cars would have to be up to the same speeds as Kim and Phil, at the same time, so they could move as a unit and the car was coming to fast for them to be standing around. They had to go. They could not stay standing any longer. The faster that Zeydar was able to erase their trail the easier it would be.
Without seeming to need his words, everyone got into the vehicles. Shawn and Heia at the wheels of the two cars that they had. It was cramped in the back seat, but Zeydar could see everything he needed to.
“Can’t we just destroy them with magic?” Heia asked from the front wheel. The engine was on and she was ready to go. Evester was messing with the head sets realizing belatedly that he wasn’t sure the others had them.
“Sure.” Zeydar snapped back. Less than a minute now before they had to start driving. “Let me just do that.”
“Don’t be hostile.” Evester snapped back. “Explain why.”
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164 Days Until Focus And the Uncertain End (part 3)
Heia sat outside the house, wrapped in blankets. The night was chilled, but she was on watch. There was little that she could do about the cold, other than wait. The others were inside, preparing for bed, save Shawn who was her watch partner. Where ever he had gone… Glancing around she could not immediately find him, so she focused back ahead. She sat atop a car watching out into the distance for any sign of Phil and Kim. She heard Kori and Kony moving things into the cars, fortifying them and making sure they were ready to be moved at any moment. Evester had said they needed to have as much of their supplies in the cars at night, in the event they had to flee.
It was irritating to move it back and forth, but neither Kori nor Kony complained.
“You okay?” Shawn asked, startling her a bit, but then she saw the hot drinks in his hands and graciously took one, exposing her hands to the biting cold. Cut under her blankets, she let it warm her from inside.
“Their shift should have been over thirty minutes ago. If we stay out here any longer, we face hypothermia.” Heia did not need to look for the time to know. Besides, he’d checked ten minutes ago. Kim had went on two shifts instead of one today, to let the trio stay together. It should have been her out there, Heia not Kim. Yet Kim had convinced Heia to let her take it. Kim with her long eye lashes and soft words and touches, had told Heia that Heia, Zeydar, and Evester needed to stay together. At the time Heia had only hoped it wouldn’t be too taxing for her. She, Zeydar, and Evester were on night shift, and Heia had wanted to get the extra sleep. No one was going to let Zeydar and Evester stay up together alone. Not when they had whatever it was they had going on, nor when the three of them were supposed to be getting to know each other for the Project.
Now, Heia was beyond herself in frustration and fear that the act would have hurt Kim.
“They are fine.” Shawn hopped up to sit on the hood of the car with her. He sipped his drink, layered up in jackets and blankets.
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164 Days Until Focus And the Uncertain End (part 2)
Evester sat in the bedroom, the only habitable living space, looking over his holoblade reciting information. Dates, circled in his mind even when he didn’t hold onto the documents. They were there, ingrained in his memory from weeks of memorization, along with the question on if things changed. He’d had the documents almost a year ago. Things were different then than they were now, and the Project always used to have to rerun projections. He wondered what would happen if they ran the projections again now.
Would things changed?
The dates tumbled out of his mouth as he did maintenance, along with what was supposed to happen with each one of them.
“You really have them memorized.” Zeydar walked in. Evester looked up to Zeydar who looked worse for wear, but coherent in full.
“You look good.” Evester tried to pry his eyes away from Zeydar who stood similar to how he had in Valaria. The confident Zeydar that others feared. This Zeydar made Evester’s… He focused on his holoblade and its maintenance.
“I wish.” Zeydar sat across from him, forcing Evester to pat attention to him. “I’m just good at acting.”
“What’s up?” Evester placed his weapon down as he looked to Zeydar. The two of them said nothing for a moment and just starred. “No?” There was nothing? Zeydar had just come to him to bother him? Evester’s eyes dropped from Zeydar’s to Zeydar’s lips, thinking of how much he wanted to —
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164 Days Until Focus And the Uncertain End (part 1)
The day of the split up had Heia in tears. They knew it was coming from the day that it was officially agreed. They knew who were going, based on decisions that day. They knew they had to do it, in order to stick to the project time line. Still, the separation created tears. Her family was being further spilt apart. Heia, Kim, Shawn, Kony, Kori, Phil, Zeydar, and Evester were staying. Uly was leading the team of Rayda, Karla, Crass, Lynx, Onyx, Robee, and Trace away to the location of the Ships. Uly had not taken his time trying to decide who was to stay and who was to go, because inherently everyone had known. Ultimately, Heia agreed, but it did not make the parting easy.
“We will be fine.” Karla pushed Heia away. “Crass will make sure I’m fine.”
“We’ll protect her.” Robee rolled his eyes. “Not that she needs our help. Her kill count is higher than yours Heia.”
“Yeah,” Kori looked to Heia. “Are you sure you should be staying?” It was a joke meant to lighten the mood and Heia knew that. Unfortunately, she could not joke back.
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165 Days Until Desperation And the Uncertain End
Zeydar stood outside of the safe house watching Kony, who starred off into the distance. The light was growing low on the horizon. Another sunset that brought a fear of destruction. Too close to the enemy to feel safe.
Most nights, Zeydar placed the traps, the spells that would protect them and activate if an enemy got too close. Tonight Kony was supposed to lay his magic down along with Zeydar’s. Kony had gone through many text books on the drives. He’d learned many spells and much theory. With his practical training with Zeydar, Kony was on par with many Mages in terms of spells. Zeydar was no disappointed in Kony. Kony hav put in effort more so than some of the Mages Zeydar knew. Kony had pressed to learn, perfect, and master the spells. What Kony lacked was time. He did not have the time to understand the spells even if he could cast them. He was not as apt at adapting them and working them to work for him better. He did know understand the full history behind them, and nor did he have the practice that made him quick and precise the first time he said them.
Still, Zeydar knew that was asking for something they did not have. Could not have. And could not think about at this time. Zeydar felt Kony lay out the spell for defense. It was correct but not complete to the best conditions of the night. Zeydar would have to adjust and strengthen them later. Kony went again for the next one and the next one after that.
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