A Journey of Faith and Destiny

Chapter 5

"In life's journey, you will meet all sorts of characters. Always remember, never shed a tear for the heartless, corrupt or insensitive." ~ Krystal Volney

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After Faith fell to the floor Destiny rushed to her, immediately helping her onto a nearby barrel.

"What the hell was that about?" Destiny spoke in a worried tone as she stood next to the barrel, looking out to the sea. Faith kept quiet as she recalled what she saw in her vision. After getting her composure she looked over to the captain.

"I saw you running after someone else. I can't really describe it, we should proceed with caution to the Bazaar." Faith finally spoke as she took a deep breath of the salty air. Destiny nodded before walking to the mainmast and readjusted the sail. As she climbed back down the wind kicked up.

"We're about to hit the Bazaar Island shore. I suggest carrying a weapon with you, like this." Destiny held her hand out and a sword appeared in it. A sparkle flashed in Faith's eyes in amazement.

"How did you do that?! Are you magic?" Faith spoke in shock as she focused on the sword. Destiny put her sword on her back with a shrug.

"Eh it's a magic sword I found on the very beach I washed up on." She spoke casually as she walked back to the wheel, carefully docking the ship. As Destiny dropped the anchor then grabbed a small bag full of coins.

"Let's go, I hope they have what I'm looking for. Did you bring coins or do you need a bit before we get off?" Destiny asked as she helped Faith off the ship, the docks squeaked as they stepped off.

The atmosphere felt off as soon as they began walking down the dock. The feeling of watching eyes overtook Faith as she trailed behind. Destiny felt the same feeling, she was prepared to draw her sword. They arrived at the gate of the bazaar, Faith noticed the wanted sign of the adjacent wall next to a tall brooding guard.

The discolored paper plastered on the wall showed a wolf boy with a sly smirk on her face. Below his image was a large sum of gold for his capture. Destiny glanced at Faith before addressing one of the guards to let them inside. As the gate opened Faith felt deja vu wash over her like the tides. They walked inside the bazaar, loud voices filled the air. It was booming with life.

"Alright, keep your bags close and don't fall for scams. We can meet back at the gate in about an hour." Destiny spoke as she counted her gold. Little did they know that in the shadows, someone was eyeing them for they were now prey.

The two girls split up into opposite ways to get their supplies. Faith was in charge of getting food. As she walked to the produce section of the bazaar she heard someone try to grab her attention. A whisper told her to follow them. Her curiosity almost got the better of her, she pressed on...

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Destiny put herself in charge of grabbing extra supplies, she veered off her path as other items not on her list got her attention. As she tried to regain her focus, cursing her love for shiny objects. The body-less voice called to Destiny this time, trying to lure her like a fish. She followed the voice down an older, abandoned part of the bazaar. She felt someone behind her, trying to reach for her sword. Close enough to grab it she jolted around, the thief made off with her sword. Destiny chased after the crook, not focusing enough to have the sword reappear in her hand.

The crowd of people was coming back into view, the wolf eared criminal put a hood up to blend in with the crowd. Destiny pushed her way through, passing Faith in the process. The psychic quickly ran behind them trying to catch up. As the thief kept low he turned around to insure they weren't being followed. Faith ran ahead of Destiny, bumping into the thief in disguise, knocking them both to the ground, Destiny's sword slipping for their hand. With a gasp Faith crawled to grab it first, being pulled back as the two raced for it. The sword abruptly disappear leaving the two, along with the small crowd watching in shock. All eyes were now on Destiny as the sword reappeared in her hand. She stood over the thief and  pointed the sword at their face, with a hard look on her own face.

"Ye made a big mistake, never touch a pirate's sword." She spoke in a serious tone that Faith had never heard before. Two guards came to break up what was going on, grabbing the thief who turned out to be the wanted criminal from the poster. He was promptly arrested and the guard offered the reward to Destiny. As she agreed, the wolf boy looked her in the eye with a narrow "I hate you" look. As she accepted the reward she and Faith followed them back to the jail.

While walking, Faith conversed with the criminal, who didn't seem to talkative. That was until he noticed her eyes. He only said one phrase; "Your eyes are beautiful." He had a strange accent, one neither of the girls couldn't recognize. Destiny thought it sounded similar to Rosia's but a little heavier perhaps they were from the same location.

As they arrived at the jail, it was only a small building with a single cell. They tossed the guy into the dingy cell. A small wave of guilt washed over both girls, they looked over to each other. The Captain of the guards gave her what she was owned, a medium sack of gold coins. As she took the gold before eyeing the guy in the cell. It felt like they were talking with their eyes. Destiny though to herself; I gotta get him out of there...