Solitude (Discontinued)

Chapter 25 - Warlore

Jake was wondering through the old church where he used to live before Father Matthew took Lance in, and for some reason he felt like rummaging through some of his old things. His room was just the way it'd been when they'd lived here before, messy. There was a little bit of everything laying on the floor, some old books Father Matthew made him read, his dirty clothes, plates of food who was so old Jake swore things started growing on it. But in the center of it all was his dark green bed with the heavy trunk at the foot of it, Jake never really knew where the trunk came from but it was where he stored all of his things. Father Matthew claimed it was all that Jake had of his real parents.

Jake walked over to the trunk and flipped the latch to open it. Surprisingly though the trunk refused to move, try as he might Jake just couldn't get the trunk to open. Finally with one last tremendous effort Jake managed to lift the trunks lid.

There wasn't anything special in the trunk just some of Jake's really old clothes and a few of the practice weapons he used when he was young. Still Jake felt a need to look through the chest. So he got on his knees and began rummaging through the old trunk dumping the clothes and practice tools on the side. This took about five minutes and still there was nothing that was very interesting, at least not that he could see. So Jake got the idea to look around in the trunk for any kind of engraving, like some initials, an address, or anything really, but all he found was the name of the company that made the trunk.

"Well that was a waist of time-" Jake said as he grabbed all his clothes and threw them carelessly back into the trunk. Jake grabbed one of his old wooden daggers and tossed it in the trunk, Jake froze when the wood connected with the side and he saw a bit of paper peeling off. "The hell-"

Jake pushed a few things away from the bit of covering that was peeling. Jake used his thumb to pick at it and managed to get enough of the covering off so that he could grab it. Jake pinched the bit between his pointer finger and his thumb and began peeling more and more of the covering off. Jake began to see the makings of a word behind the covering but it was to faded and covered with traces of the paper covering to be eligible accept for a few letters.

"B-E-N-S" Jake read as he sat on his ankles staring at the letters. "Ben's maybe? Hmm wonder who Ben is-"

Jake launched himself backwards as the lid of the trunk was slammed shut and a figure appeared on the bed. A man with brown hair and brown eyes, dressed in a black button up and black dress pants. And Jake nearly choked when he saw the familiar cruel smiling face staring at him.

"It's not 'Ben's' Jacob," Stark said with a smile. "That is a name but it's not Ben, it reads Bens-"

Jake's eyes flew open and found himself looking at a pair of brown eyes looking down at him. "Jake are you okay?" Will asked.

"I- yeah I'm fine," Jake lied as he sat up in the bed he and Will were sharing. It took him a moment to remember that they were in Terra and not back at the church, Jake looked at Will and smiled ruffling his hair. "Any idea what time it is?"

"Yeah it's time for you to shut the hell up and lemme sleep," a voice said to Jake's left, and he looked to see a pale-gray form laying in a bed next to their own. "You've been kicking and screaming all damn night now shut the hell up and lemme sleep-"

"Rex he was having a nightmare don't blame him," Will said making a somewhat angry face. Rex said nothing to that, he just groaned and rolled over burying his head in a pillow. "Jake why's he so crabby all the time?"

"Cause he's mad that he can't get a tan," Jake said making Will chuckle and Jake saw Rex hold up his hand flipping him the middle finger, laughing quietly to himself Jake turned back to Will. "Anyway get back to bed alright?"