The Lost Blade

5. A Good Sign

As I walked out holding my new weapon, the sword, people looked at me with wide eyes. Just like James did. James looked at me with a look of pride. As we walked behind me all happy as if he was the one with a cool sword.

"YES FELLOW HESTORDS... THAT IS THE SWORD OF THOMAS. COLE HERE HAS RECLAIMED IT!" he boasted

A crowd of Hestords gathered around him asking him questions like a mob of TV reporters. Jade ran to me.

"Cole! You reclaimed it. This is awesome. Here, follow me. I'll take you to my friends." And she ran off.

I ran after her and she led me back to that cafeteria room. I was led to five teenage people. Including Jade.

One of the guys whistled at Jade as she approached them. "Hey baby, are you an angel?". The boy had a Spanish accent. He wore a  leather jacket over a green t-shirt and jeans. At his belt hung a metal sling shot with blades at the edges like a knife. I had to admit. It looked pretty cool.

"Yea Joe, I am an angel. I died fifteen years ago along with that pickup line" Jade answered. That was a pretty good comeback.

"Anyway, guys this is Cole Shard. We're gonna train him to fight like us so that we can get the key back... introduce yourselves." Jade told them as I motioned a wave.

The first person to step up was a blonde boy with hair that almost reached his eyebrows. He was big. He looked like he was that one person that led the group. "I'm Jake, my element is water... like Jade. Oh... and I have a pretty cool weapon. Check this out" Jake said as he winked at Jade and pulled out a... a...

"Spork?" I asked

"Yup!" Said Mr Nice Guy. "Look what happens when I throw it on the ground". I watched as he threw the spork down on the ground and stepped on it. In my head I was thinking how pathetic it would be to charge into war holding a spork. Until I realized that the spork changed shape and morphed into a battle axe. All I could say was... "whoa".

Then the other girl stood up. She had red hair extensions. Her eyes gleamed with mischief. She was pretty too. At her belt hung a dozen of familiar darts. "Hi!" She said. "My name is Clara, my element is wind and my weapon is my enchanted darts. They can serve whatever purpose I want and I have an unlimited supply". To prove that she took one from her belt and threw it. It pinned down on the center of one of the targets that hung on the wall. Immediately, another one appeared in her belt.

"You're the one that helped me get away from Tom and his gang." I said.

"Yup! Jade told me about you right away when she spotted you. I thought I'd check you out myself. Then I found you in danger... and one thing led to another. Next thing you know. The big boys are having a little nap." She said as she smiled at me.

Then the boy with the accent called Joe stood up and said "Ok Clara, enough talk for you princess. My turn now. Hi new amigo, my name is... well. You can call me Joe. I am gifted with the element of nature. Y'know, plants and all that stuff. And my weapon is the sling shot. I have the best weapon out of all of you" he said happily.

"Let's see how happy you are when the end of my whip strikes your face" Jade threatened playfully.

There was still one person left who I didn't know. He was a teen clearly older that the rest by a couple years. He was sharpening a pair of knives. He hasn't said a word since I came. He wore a red shirt under a leather jacket. Strapped to his leg was a belt with throwing knives on it. His eyes shown lack of sleep. Like he hasn't slept in days. I was pretty sure that if that guy was anymore quiet, he might as well been invisible.

"What's your name?" I asked him

He looked up at me with raised eyebrows and the expression saying: look at my face, does it look like I care? He made me kinda nervous.

"He doesn't talk." Jade said. "But that's Mark. He was cursed. He cannot eat, starve or speak... it's a  long story" Jade said "his weapon is throwing knives that-"

Mark held up the silence symbol.

Then gave the expression that said: sweetheart, don't waste your breath. And he threw a knife at the same target Clara threw at. Except his knife didn't go next to her dart. Nope. It went through it slicing the dart in half. I did not wanna get on that guy's bad side.

Suddenly a man that looked like 85 years old came walking to us saying

"Mr James would like to see you". I started walking but then the man said

"No... all of you".

I could tell that they wanted to see posh Mr James as much as I did. Wow... I found people who hate the same person.  That means this friendship is gonna last a very long time. That's a good sign.

Jake led the way as we all followed the man into Mr. Posh : Sir James's office.