Enda (Boyxboy)

Chapter Five: Go to Atlantis They Said It'll Be Easy They Said.

The wind blows through the trees and I can't stop myself from looking around like a child hyper on sugar. Kindermin beside me and Dukem walking ahead of us. The trees have small lacings in between them of glimmering green roots that sparkle when steeped upon and birds chirp away. Stunning.

"Keep a eye out, Kindermin. There are some Ice and Fire soldiers in this forest. They're fighting again. But trying to keep it on the down low so the non-fighters of the clans don't know. Just keep watch." Dukem says, making Kindermin nod.

"Okay."

My eyes look around furiously flicking to everything making a noise. So we aren't alone in here? Well it obviously wasn't as easy as Urian said. To put it easy he said when you make it to Atlantis, not after you dodge monsters and soldiers and life and death situations THEN make it to Atlantis. That is the hardcore truth! A twig snaps ahead of us. We stop cold.

"What was that?" I whisper to Dukem.

"Get low." Dukem responds, laying flat on the ground with his head facing me. I follow. Kindermin lays quietly behind me.

"Sir, the Ice soldiers may have retreated. We can go back home now. I want to see my kid." One guy with black hair and a twirling row of fire balls around his right hand pleas.

The leader looks down at him and strikes the fire soldier. He falls down to his knees as he holds the burnt handprint on his cheek. Blood dripping down his face. I stare wide eyed. How could someone do that to their friend? To their follower?

The leader wears a shimmering blood red leather with blood stained metal plates across his chest and back. On his head a metal mask of a monster with blackened eyes and a jaw extending to inhuman abilities. Scaring me slightly. It's like diablo himself is the fire leaders aspiration in life.

I can hear my heart beat through my ears as his head turns in our direction. Oh god. I'm not prepared for this! He squints his eyes. My head drops low to the ground and I clamp my eyes closed.

"What's that?" He asks, the dirt crunching under his steel boots. My heart picks up speed. I peek through to see that Dukem is gone. Holy fuck! Looking down, so is Kindermin. I get hit with a pang of betrayal.

"It's a kid!" The other screams, I get up to my feet only to fall back.

A flame passes by the top of me. Just missing me! I hear the sound of a whip and something scorching hot wraps around my ankle. It burns. I scream as I get pulled by the leader towards him. He grins at me as I stop in front of him. The whip disappears. Then he kneels down and looks at me. His eyes gazing my face looking for any flaws or whatever. He only smiles at me.

The opening near the mouth of the mask enough to see that he has been brutally burnt. I crawl back away from him but he grabs a hold of my wrist. My wrist feeling like its melting with his touch. Sweat drips down my forehead. His power radiates around his armour. Making it hard for me to breathe. My mouth moves but no sound comes out. My eyes become dry. What is this guy doing to me?

"Messer, Oralile requests to see this boy." The other guy says, running from a sand path. Leading more than 4 guys to Messer and I.

"You're beautiful." Messer says, scarily.

"Thank...yo..you." I manage, he let's go of my wrist. Leaving a blackened handprint around my pale wrist.

"And very kind. I should have you before Oralile. On second thought, he'll only use you once and then give you to me. If I'm not satisfied then I'll give you to the highest bidders." Messer informs me. Bidders?! What? He turns away but looks back at me.

Suddenly a large blade flies eye level to one of Messer's followers. It slices his head from his body and the blade goes flying back towards the trees. Back to Dukem. I stare scared as fuck. Eyes almost popping out my head. I sway back and my eyes try to close but I snap myself out of it. Blood lays on the ground around the dead soldier.