S1 E5: Step Into My Parlour [Part 1/2]

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As every other day in the last few weeks so far, the wind blew softly with the accompaniment of drizzly rain coming and going from time to time on the evening of Friday 7th December, only 3 weeks before the Xmas holidays were due to break out.

The empty field which was used to practice her powers on was being used again tonight as always by Jenny, with Feli and Luddy assisting her as they had done since 7 days ago, when they'd contacted their own world. She was gaining more control of the mechanical wings on her armour form after transforming into it, gradually reducing the rate at which they were likely to suddenly stop working and send her plummeting towards the ground like a hot rock. By this time her control over her flight was near perfect, the result of all this.

As she fluttered back down to the ground, she held the gem in her hand and used it to turn back into her usual attire, making the armour and metal wings disappear.
She had also come to the deduction that because of, not only the element-controlling things she could do but, in addition, the fact that her blood was dark blue when in her armoured form, she had pretty much been turned into an alien lifeform. But this didn't bother her; on the contrary, it made things even more cool.

But the very first thing they detected in mid-sentence, though, something chilled them. It forced itself through their skin and relaxed itself casually upon their bodies' networks of bone marrow. A different sort of chill to the one normally experienced simply by the chilly, unpredictable weather of the U.K.

"Who else feels as if there's another person here...?" Said Germany in a hushed tone, mostly keeping up his tough exterior but simultaneously letting a feeling of nervousness creep up onto him behind the scenes.

Italy didn't say anything, but he still nodded in reply, starting to quiver the tiniest fraction.

"Me too..." Answered Jenny, slowly but worriedly turning her head around to see if there was anyone else in sight. There was no one there, so her eyes were telling her that there was only the 3 of them currently in that grassy field (which, despite the drizzly weather, had mostly dried up, so there was only a small chance of any mud being present), but her gut instinct was telling her mind otherwise, that there really was someone else nearby watching them, just like the same instinct travelling at a million miles per hour last week when she was on her way back from getting provisions and thought for a moment that there was someone following her. An unknown companionship of an equally unknown entity.

Up on the hill in the distance which overlooked the field like an ever-watchful god, cunningly out of sight of the trio down below, this same figure who'd been observing the young woman before had one eye closed as he was on one knee, sneakily looking at all 3 of them with one eye through the scope of a rifle which he just so happened to be holding right in front of him. He had no worries about his aim; he'd had far too much practice, just as Jen had with her abilities, for him to even slightly be concerned about that. All he had to do, also like her, was focus and he couldn't go wrong. 


"Who's watching us? I'm getting frighten-" Feliciano began to say in a stressed voice, but he found himself getting cut off and yelping in surprise when there was a split second of the sound of something whizzing through the air, greeted straight afterwards with a sharp sting in his arm, which, to his and the others' horror, turned out to be a tranquilliser dart. Its effect was immediate, sending the brown-haired male into a deep slumber and causing him to slump straight onto the ground. 

"Italy, who shot that at you?! Tell me! Please, stay awake!" Begged Ludwig, roughly shaking him by the shoulders after leaning down towards him. 

"We can't stay here. If we stay, we'll get shot with those things, too!" Jenny told him, on the verge of panicking now. "We'll come back for him later, I promise." 

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