Claxton 2: The Curse of Poseidon

Chapter Thirty: Sword of Stress

        Ash wasn't out of the dumps yet on Coutarine Island, for he saw the Chamber of Reestablishment had another whole room of mysterious murals and blue lights when he exited the first one. Seriously, he just wanted to find the exit. Though it looked very similar to the room that had the pool in it, the room Ash now stood in was larger and equipped with a door two times the size of the first one, and a chest sat directly in front of him. Curious, the wingless Wizard Fairy jogged to it and opened it. He found the weapons he used to fight against the Devil's Heir: his broadsword, bow and arrow, and shield. Just seeing them, Ash couldn't help but to feel like he knew them from somewhere. His jaw gaped open, and grabbing the weapons, he put them on.

        Once the weapons were nice and snug, he stood up, and his eyes caught the new door which he hoped would lead him out of this place. Sure enough it would, but the door only opened to some kind of sign of magic. Ash's fairy instincts told him so, and it was here he finally remembered he was a magical being. He ended up using another Special Spell to open the door. Green magic outlined young Ash, and he put his feet together. From there, he lifted his index fingers and put one to each temple. Keeping his right index finger on one side of his temple, he turned his body a bit and pointed his dominant hand towards the final door. Right at his command, the door opened and revealed a corridor on the other side. A bright light shone at the very end of it. Was it the light to Heaven or Hell? The only way how Ash could find out was if he stepped into the corridor. Therefore, he did. Murals and lights decorated this room as well, but the lights this time around were just regular torches. They weren't blue like the other ones. A rat suddenly sprinted by the bewildered boy's foot, and he yelped when he heard it. Ugh, rats. Inhaling a breath of air, Ash continued towards the light. When he reached it, all his worries faded away for what he saw was breathtaking. It made him realize how lucky he was to be alive. 

        The young man stood in a cluster of coconut palm trees, banana trees, pineapple trees, and ferns which danced in a tasty, tropical breeze. If it sounds familiar, the chamber was located at the end of the elevation of land Makenna saw when she and Ash first made it to Celt Tip. The cliff was located off to the side, and that was where Ash went the second he left the shrine. His eyes brightened when he saw the view. Celt Tip's cliff overlooked the turquoise-colored lagoon, ocean, and stretch of land where Ash encountered Breena's ghost. His excitement bubbled inside him, and for the first time in a few days before he got his brain injury, he acted like his normal self. Ash was desperate to journey down to the beach and explore this tropical island, but of course since he didn't have Crusader, he didn't remember it was Coutarine Island. Turning on his heel, the Scottish fairy hurried towards the steep path that led to the shrine. It rested on a ridge, so on one side he saw the forest and on the other, the lagoon and ocean.

Ash decided to descend the path with style. Reaching up, young Ash took his shield off his back and set it down in front of him. Hopping onto it, he stood like a surfer and gave the shield a little push. Right when he did, the weapon slid off the top of the hill and started to slide down the steep path. Ash stood like a pro and acted out a few tricks. Before he died, he did this a lot during his free time when he practiced his archery and sword fighting. He unfortunately didn't remember though. In his head, Ash just asked himself how he knew about this little trick. Things turned even more interesting from there when he saw a bow and arrow target hanging from one of the trees. He couldn't help himself. Reaching back, he took his bow off his back and drew an arrow from his quiver. Ash put it in his weapon and aimed it at the target. With a smile on his face, he let the arrow go, and it stabbed the target right in the center. That was a definite bullseye. Ash discovered more targets the further he surfed down the path and constantly shot arrows. Every time he got a bullseye.

Halfway to the bottom of the hill, something emerged from the forest behind him. It was a dummy made out of leaves and branches that had been brought to life by magic. It was made so someone could practice sword fighting. This whole path Ash rode on was nothing but a training ground for weaponry and magic. The Wizard Fairy Makenna and Tracey were supposed to seek out let him use it all the time.