Chapter 6

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"This is like so boring. At least, I am doing something productive." I mumbled to myself shortly after noon, while I stacked boxes for the people in the market square.

"It won't be boring for long, Shyla." Matty whispered as he helped with the heavier boxes.

"Have I ever told you thank you?" I asked after a moment of silence.

"No. You never need to." Matty answered. 

"I do. Matty, thanks for everything you have done, do, and will do." I smiled at him, before stretching my achy muscles.

"You should let me give you a massage." Matty suggested.

"No thanks. It will be a sign that I can do actual hard work." I explained to him, when I caught the confused expression on his face.

"Okay." Matty shrugged as I spied someone making off with a fruit basket.

"Hey! You can't steal that!" I shouted, chasing after the culprit, and almost ran into a sheet of glass, but jumped over it at the last second.

"She caught him stealing?" a merchant asked Matty who just nodded his head, and watched as I chased after the culprit, dodging many obstacles along the way. 

"I didn't even think he was a threat, and I am trained to detect threats." Matty added after a minute, when I was almost within tackling distance. 

"She almost caught him! Wait, what does he have?" the merchant asked, confused. 

"He has a sword. We can't tell her to watch out, she won't hear us." Matty answered, and watched in amazement as I shook my head and held my hand up and the weapon that was used by grandfather in the war of the nations appeared in my hand.

"She knows what's she's doing. Was she told what the tests were?" 

"No. I was there for her whole life which is almost eighteen years. Don't let her young age fool you, she is more than ready for the throne." Matty informed the merchant, who just nodded his head. 

"So boys how's the real me doing out there? Man, I just love this view!" a hologram of me spoke, making the boys jump. The hologram was there the whole time, so I knew their whole conversation and what they were doing, since hologram me is connected to my brain. Totally awesome, I know.

"How?" they asked in unison, turning to face the hologram me.

"She sent a hologram version of herself to stay here, so she can see everything from a different perspective. Isn't she just brilliant?" 

"Yeah, but isn't she you?"

"No. I am like her in many ways, except I am a hologram, I can't touch things, like she can. We are different but similar entities."

"Oh, let's watch her battle. I want to see if she knows how to wield that Marksana." Matty murmured, turning back around, to watch me battle.

I swung the Marksana in a large arc around the side the culprit, the spikes on the ball, piercing the skin on his leg, and he crumpled to the ground, dropping his sword and the fruit basket. The fruit rolled out of the basket and rolled all around us.  

"How did she know to do that?" Matty asked.

"She is following the images in her mind. She sees a man that is her grandfather wield the Marksana, but she won't kill the man, just watch." the hologram answered, speaking softly.

 "Why did you steal the fruit basket?" I asked the man that was currently in pain as I gently removed the Marksana spikes from his leg.

"I need the food for my family." the man answered, his voiced pitched high.

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