Chapter XXIII: The Dirt Road

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You stand in the cell where Angel, Diamond, and Caleb have been locked up. They are not as big of threats as you are, so they are not chained up. The cell is also not as well secured as your old one. The door is made of only vertical iron poles. The three of them are in dirty garments, possible the same ones from when you last saw them. Your sudden appearance has caused the three of them to all turn and look at you. The second Diamond sees you, she rushes towards you with a huge smile shouting,

“Drake!” She embraces you and begins to cry with joy. But before a single tear can land on your shoulder Angel yells out.

“Diamond Erin Bleau! Get away from that Mad Man!”

“Greetings Paige. So nice to see you again.”

“Get away from my sister you evil sorcerer. We’ve had enough of magic for now.”

“Evil sorcerer? Tut tut, I’m here to rescue you.”

“Not a sorcerer? Then please explain how you just “appeared” here.”

“Uh, this guy.” I point at Nikolas.

Oliver did not come with you, so you are pointing at no one. “Ha.” Angels laughs sarcastically, “Of course, your magic imaginary friend. Who by the way is your only friend.” Diamond is still holding you tightly in her arms.

“Yes, it would appear that I have been tricked. Never trust an old guy.”

‘You never said I had to come with you.’ You hear Oliver inside your head.

Get out of my head!

“Tell me then Drake, why are you here?” Angel asks while crossing her arms. “To bother me, to annoy me, to make me wish I had never decided to take you with me after the inn? What was your strange and unpredictable motive this time?”

“To save you, of course. My Paige, you’re so upset today. No contact from your boyfriend lately? Upset over his discardment of you in this world?”

“What are you talking about? I’ve never had a boyfriend! And how did you learn about my real name? I never tell anyone that.”

“Oh, but you have an admirer, dearie.”

Just then, you hear lot’s of heavy footsteps approaching. Diamond lets go of you and says “What’s that noise?”

“Guards coming to kill us, I’m sure.”

“Guards! Why would they kill us?”

“Because I’m a mass sacrificer.”

“But why kill me?”

“Consortions and all that.”

The guards have reached the cell. There are five of them. One of them stands out from the others. He is not wearing the armor of a guard, but the royal armor of a knight of Glenwood. His hair is a sandy blond color, and is cut very short. “Is this him?” The knight asks.

“Yes Sir Ryan.” replies one of the guards. “This is the man that killed your brother.” He says while pointing to you. “I thought we had him in higher security, but he must have been moved.”

Sir Ryan scowls at you, showing his teeth like a wild dog.

“Ah, Ryan. Good to see you. You look a lot like your brother. Are you also a Zealot?”

“How dare you address me in that manner. I am the head of the knights of Glenwood.”

“And I was the Writer, big deal.”

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