Lost in a New World {Discontinued Version} <Read Des for Rewrite info>

The Ivy Coverd Statue {2}

Tw : This book dose mention religion as it dose take place in a time when that is important.
It isn't a big factor or plot point. This warning will be on the first three chapters,
The characters are not religious, but churches are mentioned ect.

Tommy Pov

I kicked and thrashed. What was happing? Oh yeah, I had followed the gypsy man and he dragged me under.

I kicked at his side, as he had his arm around me like a carry on. I went to shout but realized too late that we where still underwater. My lung filled with water as I started to cough. For some reason, he just sped up.

I don't know what I expected. For him to stop and return me? He started to speak, yet I had no idea what he was saying. As a dark haze started to fill my eyes, I watched him swim and the water tried to sneak into my mouth even more.

Up and down the long tail would go as it fanned out.It was actually rather calming besides the slight bumping. I realized that I had stopped kicking. Oh well, I can't even feel my legs at this point.

I remember a bit of noise as water ran down my face and hitting the ground. A new voice was there, seemingly angry. Then I blacked out.

I awoke what had to have been a it later. When I was at the fair, the sun had just risen, now it was a bit in the sky. Perhaps twenty minutes had passed?

I sat up, looking around me. There was water around me. I coughed a bit. I seemed a bit damp but fine. Where was the musical man? I need to yell at him, like a big man.

Maybe that isn't the best idea. I heard voices and slowly got onto my feet, edging to watch from behind a tree. The fish guy was there with someone else.

"Wilbur! What did you do?" The new person asked, hands in hips.
He was much taller than me but shorter that the singer. He had blonde hair and bright blue eyes. What was the most peculiar was his large grey wings. Though after today, I'm not sure if that's exactly shocking.

"He followed me! Phil, believe me, I had no choice but to take him!"

"He's a child! No one would believed him! You're grounded, no fair for a week!" The one, Phil, said.

"Excuse me! I am sixteen and NOT a child!" I yelled. Oh boy did I regret it as soon as I did.

Phil chuckled, "Come on our, it's rude to eavesdrop. It's ok little one, I'm not here to hurt you." As he talked his voice got softer, as if speaking to a small animal.

"Excuse me! I am a BIG MAN!" I said, stepping out from behind the tree. The taller, Wilbur I believe, started to laugh as Phil smiled knowingly. "And you won't get away with this...this kidnapping! My frie-neighbor will call the crusade on you!"

As I shouted, there was ripples in the water. A dark tone upper half appeared, his dark hair was slicked back perfectly by the water. He tossed a body on to the ground. As I watched it breathe, I realized it was Tubbo.

Phil groaned, "Really Wilbur! You got Milo in on it?" He shouted. Wilbur looked down, was this guy scared of him? What was he?His Dad? Ha, loser. I saw the boy sink back into the water. That must be awkward.