Figment Reborn

Chapter 4 Rida Inook

The heavy breathing of Firrelol and the sound of Louis clanking his fork onto his plate hardly ditracted us from the letter. The gleaming golden script on the front dazzeled us all. Although, Firrelol didn't look happy, he looked worried.

"What is it?" Jane asked. Her hair tied over her shoulder in a loose braid and tied with a silver clasp. She wore a necklace with a stone of milkey white. With a chain of silver resembling her hairtie.

"This is a letter from the Commentum; the council of all Figments. They make all dicisions. All laws, all jugements. So, what ever they say, goes." Firrelol had a dark look on his face. The face that we knew that would bring a dark cloud over our heads.

The was a hard knock on the front door. We all swiveled our heads like owls. My red hair turning with me like a wave. Everybody exchanged looks and knew something was wrong.

As everybody else here knew; this place was not known to anybody of our kind or anybody else, especily dynol. What I found out was the universal way of saying 'human'.

Jane finally moved herself to the door. Her legs going so quickly, I was sure they would fly off.

"Jane, be careful!" Harry yelled." Best not to trip!"

Knowing her, Jane wouldn't listen to Harry even if her like depended on it. She valued her opinion before anybody elses. That meant that she was the one to take charge.

And nobody sha'll be there to stop her.

She grazed her hand along the thick wood of the door. Almost as if she could sense what was going on behind it. Her single ring on her finger collided with a groove carved into the door, before any of us could think any farther she flung her hand to the middle of the door and pushed it open.

On the other side of the door was a rail thin boy with pointed ears and a bow flung along his chest. His ears were not only pointed, they had at least half a dozen of peircings on each one. He had tatoos on his arms and legs. And, for a cherry on top of the sundae, he had a big, thin, fresh scar spanning halfway across his face.

Everything about him seemed like it had come out of the woods. He looked like he had come out of the woods.

Liam clicked his toungue and pulled something out of an umbrella bin. It was a long knive with master engravings.

"Who are you?" He asked with his face right up to his. The boy only looked fifteen. He was obviosly frightend by Liam so Niall took over

Niall shoved him onto the table andheld his shirt in his hand.," Who are you?" Niall said in chunked up peices.

"My name is Rida," He spoke with an accent that I couldn't recognize, or hardly understand. All I knew that he had not been speaking english very long.

"Why are you here?" Adela asked. His arms crossed and her nose ckinkled. Like she was getting a whiff of something foul.

"If you want to get filleted by a couple Corurbe Officials I would listen to what I have to say and not open that letter." Niall layed off of him and tookhis shirt out of his grip.

"My name is Rida Inook and I am here to help you," He gave a cheesy bow and looked back up at us with great pleasure.

 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Author's Note~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hey, Lovlies! I just want to thank you for all the reads you have so kindly givin to me. I also want to tell you about the first book in this series. It is called Figment Awakening. A lot of things in this book might not make sense if you don't read the first one. I am sorry for all the first 10 chapters in the first book not being as good and for being so short. I would really appritiate it if you would read that one before this one. Thank You.

-Pancake