The Six Sectors

Chapter Nine - Benjamin

Vivienne is responsible for our Goddess Granny Forge

Benjamin let out an exhausted sigh. He had been busy since he woke up, as he had several exams in knight training. On top of that, once that was done and he got home, there were several repairs he needed to work on. Yet, that just wasn't enough, was it? The forgery was running low on materials, so Benjamin was currently on his way to collect them.
Ben went to the metal shop, grabbing some materials so that he could go back to the forge. The streets were deserted. Ben frowned. Odd. Usually someone was always rushing to somewhere.

The emptiness bothered Ben. Something bad might have happened, and caused them to stay inside. He picked up the pace, fast walking back in the direction of the forgery. He didn't want to be caught in whatever was going on. However, it may have already been too late…

A hand grabbed Ben's shoulder and he whipped around, unsheathing a sword. He looked at his opponent, letting out a gasp. He dropped the material and began to walk backwards, keeping his stance and not looking away from the enemy.
Ben watched his opponent closely. An Ijetixian collector. Most definitely not someone to be messed with. He held his sword tightly, prepared to block or strike at any moment.

The Ijetixian went for him, and Ben blocked him with his sword, catching him off guard. While he was stupefied, the Cogswatchan took off, not looking back or retrieving the material. He ran into the forgery, getting a confused look from Granny Forge.

"Are you alright, Knightingale?" Granny Forge asked him, seeing the worry and fear in his eyes, as well as his battle ready posture. Benjamin shook his head, and proceeded to lock the door to the forgery.

"Ijetixian Collector." He answered breathlessly. Granny's eyes widened. She helped him close up shop. Ben suddenly got a thought. If they were in Cogswatch… Wheatley! He ran off to grab his gear. Granny watched him run off. "What's wrong, Ben?"

"If there's an Ijetixian Collector here, then Wheatley could be in danger. I have to make sure he's alright," Benjamin said, determination in his eyes. Granny nodded. She helped him gather his things.
 
"Be careful, knightingale." She told him firmly. Ben nodded and put on his helmet, sneaking out through the back door. With a final look at the forgery, he saw his Granny wave to him goodbye. Ben waved back and ran off, grabbing a horse and racing away.

He just hoped he wasn't too late.