Only Human (Sequal to Monster)

Chapter Six - How Much Do We Really Know?

THINGS GONNA BLOW YO MIND, PREPARE FOR MIND-BLOWAGE!!!!!!!!!!!

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"Okay...Okay, explain this one more time." Sky said for the fifth time, causing groans to echo the dining room of the Sky Base. Mitch sighed, pacing a rut in the floor alongside the table. Husky slammed his face down onto the table, definitely not sitting through this entire conversation again. Ian fidgeted in his seat, which Mitch thought little of because Ian was horrible with anything deemed scary. Ty ran his fingers through his long bangs, making some odd hissing noise from under his curtain of hair. Jerome was quietly absorbing the information, leaning against the wall. Mitch assumed he was still shocked.

"For the last time," Mitch responded, his voice strained by stress, "A week or so ago, while we were still in Spawn City, I was visited in the middle of the night by three people. I didn't tell you guys because... What could I have told you guys?!" he asked, raising his voice, "That everything we had gone through could have been for nothing? That we weren't done fighting yet? Do you guys really think I had the heart to do that?" Mitch asked weakly, hating how his voice cracked and his clenched fists shook.

Mitch knew he had to calm down. He was seeing white around the corner of his eyes, to which he knew the cause. Mitch shut his eyes tightly, covering them with one hand and turning away from the team with a wince. He had long since found out the even with his Soul Keeper form bonded to his dog tags, when he began to feel overwhelming emotion, some of his Soul Keeper traits would expose themselves. Now, his eyes glowed under his hand and his human body protested the power with a dull ache in his temples. He blinked a few times, letting the anger drain from his features. He sighed and turned back to his pacing, fiddling with his thumbs as he calmed down.

"..Anyway.. I didn't find out until this afternoon who I had been visited by." He said, his right hand instinctively reaching into his pocket and pulling out the bone and chess-piece, which were wrapped in the silk cloth stained with three perfect drops of blood. He squeezed the items in his fist. Ty noticed them.

"Mitch, what is that?" he asked, his red eyes narrowing into slits. Mitch looked down to his hand, not even realizing he hand unearthed the three objects until Ty brought it up. Mitch laid the silk down onto the table and unraveled it, revealing the three souvenirs.

"They left me these were they had stood. I think they wanted me to know that it wasn't a dream..." He said. Mitch caught movement out of the corner of his eyes, and spotted a weird glow from under Ssundee's sunglasses. As soon as he noticed it, it was gone, and Ian was just looking in the direction of the goodies on the table. Mitch just through it was glare from the fireplace.

Ty picked up the small bone from the pile, admiring the beautiful purple swirls. Husky poked the bloodstains on the silk handkerchief, and Sky held the chess-piece close to his eyes. Ian eyed the bone in Ty's hands wearily. Jerome had pushed himself off the wall and stood beside Mitch, instinctively slipping his furry paw into Mitch's smaller hands.

"So.. What do we do about this?" Husky inquired, breaking the silence of the room. Sky shrugged.

"What exactly can we do?" Sky replied, placing the black and white chess piece onto the table. "I say we inform our allies of the situation and wait to see what happens." He said, his sunglasses slipping down to reveal his bright, golden eyes.

Mitch just nodded tiredly, feeling as if he had had too much excitement for one night.

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The silver glow of the moon was the only light, yet it still revealed the figure who walked silently down the gray colored halls. He slithered down the steps, cringing each time the wood squeaked under his feet. Finally, he lowered himself onto the first floor, briskly walking towards the coat rack that hung in the mudroom.

Snatching a black cloak from a hook, he slipped it over his shoulders, buckling the clasp and lifting the hood. With a trembling hand, he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a glowing orb, that glowed a beautiful, pure white. Raising his arm, he smashed the orb at his feet and disappeared.

When he blinked, he was standing in the center of a bridge leading to an underground castle. He hurried over the bridge, which hung, suspended, over a river of lava. He brushed past the guards and jogged into the maze of corridors. He was panting by the time he had made it to his destination. He knocked swiftly onto the door, watching less than patiently for it to open. The dark oak door swung open and the figure was beckoned inside. He came to the center of the room and kneeled before a girl with brown curls and a white mask.

"My Lordess..." he addressed her as she rose from her bed. She smiled patiently towards him and nodded for him to continue. "I wasn't informed of a change in the plan."

The purple eyed lady nodded, running thin fingers through her brown locks. "Ah. I'm so sorry." She said in a soft, silky voice. She walked over to the kneeling figure and peeled away his hood, patting his dark hair.

"Don't worry, darling cousin. Come with me and I'll show you the new strategy." The figure nodded, and stood, following his cousin over to a map, set on a round side-table in the corner of the dark room. 

"Oh, and Ian." She said, turning to him and delicately pulling his black glasses off to look into his blue eyes. "It's been too long."

Ian smiled, nodding. "Yeah, I agree."  

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Is your mind blown yet?