Lanyle burst through the door of his home and then slammed it shut. Out of breath, he leaned his back against the door.
"They are really wanting to kill me and all to summon some god. What have I gotten myself into and all I wanted to do is join a summer camp and make a few new friends." Lanyle said as Aria came into the room.
"what's got your goat. You look like you are being chased by a blood death cult or something." Aria said entering the room.
"That's just it. I am being stalked by a cult and they want to kill me because they want to be my masters. It's a long incoherent story but I think I may need our sister Brema's help. She'd be perfect to fend off such insane ones." Lanyle offered as Aria changed one of her badges and then took some nearby pills.
Darned if I am going to let anybody kill you. The only thing I can do is help you find Brema though due to my disease." Aria offered as a knock came from the door,
"Let me let you in Mr, this is where my family lives. Albeit humbly and very badly so. Oh, my brother is here." Delilah said, letting the mohawked man in.
"Who is this?" Aria asked.
"He is with me. I saved him from the crashed ship that fell not too long ago. He gave me a spell that gave me powers." Delilah offered as Lanyle raised one eyebrow.
"Good. maybe you know where the Sirened one fell from. She left a hole in my ceiling and if you can take her to somewhere safer than here." Aria thought aloud.
"You found Sareen then. She needs major repairs. If she would explode now. She would kill everything you know. Where is she." the mohawked man said.
"I can take you to her," Aria said as she and the mohawked man went into the other room.
Lanyle went over to Delilah and asked her to get somewhere safe.
"I will have you know. I can protect myself." Delilah threatened Lanyle.
"Look. I hate to say this but you have o powers for some reason. I would hate for you to get hurt by the cult that is chasing me. I can't protect us all." Lanyle suggested,
"Mihay odgay fohay power." Delilah said as Lanyle just frowned. "You heard me," she said raising one hand that glowed red with fire.
"You gotta be kidding me. Are you with the Cult mister mohawked one?" Lamyle asked as he readied for battle if necessary,
"I do not know of this cult which you speak of. I am only here for the world shaker. The one with Sirens in her skin. You couldn't miss her. She is about twenty-something years at least in looks and has said sirens ibn her skin." the mohawked man said.
"I am sorry but I will be keeping an eye on you then. Ever since my sister said what she did about Miay Ogdgay Foay. I don't trust you."Lanyle offered.
"You don't trust the man that literally knows of my greatness. The word of which precedes me." Delilah said as she squeezed her fist as it glowed with a red hot flame.
"Either way. It is good that you have powers and all but there is this cult that literally uses that as their slogan and I am not sure if he is a part of them as of now." Lanyle offered as
Delia rolled her eyes.
"Like I said. It is a quote from the former Alex Lesser historically anyway. Before he founded the immortal ones." The man said.
After he said this the house shook as if a giant were walking down the street. Lanyle ran and peeked out the window noting that the gangsters that they normally had to fend themselves off from were on the run.
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Truly: Folded Days
Science FictionSet in the universe of truly. it shows the origins of one of the conflicts in my book. It shows the first conflict between the Foldstroms and the Cult Of storms.