Drew had his arms around Marie as she slept soundly. He wasn't excited at all about the past. He didn't like the memory of finding Marie laying there. He knew he was the one to blame. He shouldn't have said anything or did anything. He regretted everything, and he felt broken just because of it. He did remember beating the shit out of Jack and Warren for what he did do to her. He stopped hanging out with them and even made them an enemy. There was a reason why he had changed and it wasn't just because of her.
Drew wipped the few tears off his face just as Aizora walked into the room. He wasn't expecting her at all as she walked into the room with chicken and Mac&cheese. She looked at her friend as he watched her looking at him and her as she slept. " How is she?"
" She's been sleeping." He said as she had another plate as he pulled away from her and off the bed.He walked out of the room with the plate as she handed him a glass of tea. " Thanks." She didn't bother to look at him as she sat at the table as he watched her open the journal. He sat across from her as she seemed confused about something. " Do you need a interpreter?"
She didn't even say anything she just pushed the book in bewteen them as he looked it over. Puteus sub incantato latet meaning. The well is hidden under under the spell.
" You mean its hidden under the spell?"
" Um no it says under under the spell."Aizora looked at the journal as she wrote it down so she could remember. " Does it say anything about the curse or is that because of the curse?"
" It doesn't say anything but that it could hurt those around you. " He said as they both ate their food as he flipped the page and read some more without reading out loud.Marie woke up tired and not as confused as she saw the plate and drink on the table. She couldn't remember what happened as she was confused as to what time it was and when she even got into bed. Her food wasn't the way she liked it as her stomach growled loudly. She left her room and heated up her food as she heard Drew interpreting what was in the Book. " Non lasciare mai che ti controlli. " Drew didn't seem thrilled when he read it as he looked over at Aizora with a look. " Never let it control you. That's what it means.
Marie grabbed her food as she also sat at the table as she heard what he was interpreting. " La paura e la voce prenderanno il controllo in un modo o nell'altro." He didn't understand even though he was postive that what " it" was; was going to end badly." Means Fear and the voice will take control one way or the other." He skimmed his finger acroos the page over the coins that looked half broken on the page as he couldn't make out the words on them. one symbol was clear as they all knew it meant death. Drew read the other paragraph as he didn't seem happy at all as he stuttered with his words. " Per ottenere il contollo dovrai lasciare che ti contolli. Nessuno puo' combatterlo e nessuno scappera'. "
He seemed confused and frightened before saying what it meant but he didn't like the feeling that followed. " To get control you will have to let it control you. No one can fight it and no one will escape."
They sat there for a minute as if to process as Marie tried to eat her food before knowing that Drew knew something that he wasn't saying and although Aizora didn't seem to want to believe any of it she seemed very flustered.
" Oh wait. Puoi combattere la voce e distruggere la moneta nel pozzo situato nella cascata prosciugata vicino alla morte della disperazoine. wow!"
" What's that mean?" Marie asked as she felt turned on by the way he spoke in another language. Aizora didn't look to great as she tried to turn her mood around as she looked at Marie. " You can fight the voice and destroy the coin at the well located at the dried up waterfall near the death of despair."
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The Lost Soul
FanfictionNathan Drake meets lara Croft, they both meet Indiana jones. Indy leads l=out with the story but it's not about them. Its about Aizora, Marie, and Drew. They don't understand much as the put all their hope into Aizora who can't even help herself. Is...