Looking Up

Hey, it's Lya200. I know that I am lazy and that I take forever when it comes to writing. I didn't want to keep you guys waiting, though, so I located a couple of one-shots from my story on . I wrote them back when Armen left, so it's only fitting that I moved them to Wattpad AFTER I LEARNED THAT HE IS BACK! This will be a short story (only about ten or so chapters long) but I'll make it worth your time. I actually have it all down because I had posted them ages ago. If you've read them before, then you know what's coming. If not, then please enjoy.

Music (when I wrote these, I never thought of the music)

-"Tempting Secrets" by Kevin Macleod

-"Willow and the Light" by Kevin Macleod

So, these chapters will be short in the beginning, but eventually I might decide to lengthen them. It's weird splitting a one-shot and its sequel into parts. Don't worry, though. It will be fine.

Please remember that I wrote these back before episodes 12 and 13 came out because it became clear that Armen's character wasn't going to make it. I will do some tiny grammar edits, but I think I'm keeping the story the same. Sorry.

Remember, I don't own The Haunted. I just own the ideas that run through my head. Please enjoy. Remember, I'll start using language in the upcoming future. Don't stress about it.

Let's Go On An Adventure

Looking Up

Drake's POV

When our ship crashed, I hit my head, and boy did it hurt. Still, it could've been worse. We could have died, yet as far as I know, we're okay, or at least we're alive.

Mia seemed relatively unharmed. As for Grayson, his left pant-leg was starting to be stained with blood. For a moment, I was freaked out, but he started acting like nothing happened. The only sign that he was feeling pain was the wince that crossed his face.

Mia walked forward to him. "Dude, are you okay. Your leg's bleeding."

Woah, de-ja-vu. I know I heard something like this recently.

He put on a brave face. "Yeah. I barely feel it- OW! Okay, maybe just a little. Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow."

Mia instantly paled, and she slowly approached him. "Don't you dare lie to me, Grayson."

While she tried to find some bandages, I looked around in my backpack for something myself. I almost always carry a little around with me just in case.

I frowned in dismay at the smashed bottles still leaking the residue of healing potions. Great, just fantastic. Still, I have other methods of healing.

I extracted the bottles of ender dew. This should do the trick. I tossed the bottle into the air and caught it in relief.

Grayson was trying to get Mia to stop fussing over him. "I said that I am fine." To "prove" it, he stood up. He stood up for a moment, then his leg buckled from underneath him.

Rolling my eyes at his stubbornness, I thrust the bottle. "Look, I know that it is for teleportation, but it should help you walk. We just need to bind your leg with something."

Mia finally found some bandages and immediately started tending to his leg. It was obvious that Grayson didn't want us wasting resources, but Mia and I had a silent agreement that we weren't giving him any say in how we treat his injury, or else we won't get anything done.

He had other plans. While Grayson reluctantly allowed Mia to wrap the wound with the bandages, he clenched his teeth and refused to swallow the dew.

I glanced at my healing partner. This wasn't going to be as easy as we had hoped.

"Come on Grayson. What are we supposed to do if you can barely stand up? Sit around and wait for the Empire to catch up with us? Catch hyperthermia? I think there is a better option."

"Look, we need to save the resources Drake. It isn't like there is a Walgreens close by to restock on supplies."

"What's are wall greens?" While Mia had Grayson preoccupied with the question, she slipped the magical substance into my hand.

"Well Walgreens is-" I interrupted him by dripping a few dewdrops into his now open mouth.

He glared at me, but then gave a small chuckle. "Smooth. Real smooth. What was that supposed to do, because my leg still hurts like crazy?"

Mia smirked playfully and mocked, "I thought that it was nothing."

Before he could answer, I replied, "It is used for teleportation magic. Well, a whole bottle recharges the body for teleportation. Hopefully, if my calculations are correct, a few drops should make a body more paralyzed."

When I saw their bewildered faces, I added. "Look, I know what I am doing. I think." I don't think that it is necessary to add that I failed chemistry class.

"You think?" Mia demanded.

I indicated my uncertainty with a shrug. Grayson cautiously pushed himself up from the awkward position that he fell in after his leg gave out.

It worked. He was still cringing in pain, but at least he was mobile enough so that we can find shelter for the night.

Mia found a wooden beam from the wreckage to use as a walking stick, which he hesitantly took. If I remember correctly, I did not act nearly as relentless as Grayson is now when I was shot in the leg.

Because of all of our delays, it wasn't until four-thirty in the afternoon that we really started moving. Then again, how was I supposed to know the time? Grayson had mentioned that weather was really weird in really cold areas. For all I know, this is the Arctic all over again.

I allowed myself to dream about finding the ruins outside of the base all over again. Maybe the portal is still functional. Of course, who knows what could happen if we enter. Not to mention that this is a mountain, not an island of ice. Well, a guy can dream.

"Where exactly is the Library on the map?" Mia asked to break our wall of silence.

"Well, it technically doesn't show up on the map, so I can't say. For all I know, the map just leads to another clue to its location, and in reality, it is several miles away."

"Oh if that's the case, I would be super-WOAH!" The ground gave out under her similar to what happened in Armada.

"MIA!" Grayson and I both yelled, "Are you all right?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, but you might like to see what I just found," her voice called up excitedly.

I flashed Grayson a concerned look. "Do you have a pickaxe to make it easier to...?"

He didn't let me finish. The blond man seemed to have forgotten his wounded leg and just jumped straight down.

"Or we could just do that." I hopped down through the whole. "What did you want to show us?"

"This." Mia pointed at a mural on the wall. It showed a purplish light surrounding a white ball. A message was inscribed around it in a language that I can actually understand.

"Can you read it, Mia?" Grayson asked.

"Actually, I can. Most of my spell books are in this language," I piped up. Turning my focus on the wall, I read, "Homun de dikeka oftred de maik libera."

The wall opened up at my command. Puzzled I entered into a chamber of... books?

"No way." This has to be the Magical Library. There was no other explanation.

"Maybe we should split up to cover more ground," Grayson suggested.

"Works for me." Mia walked off to find stuff on archaeology.

I left Grayson to his own devices while I searched for the perfect way to save Armen. Now if only this library was organized in some way.

I randomly grabbed a book off the shelf and flipped through it. Nope. I continued grabbing books, and soon the pile of discarded books by my feet grew.

I heard Mia exclaim in delight about four aisles away. She probably found what she was looking for. Now if only I can find what I am looking for.

After I cleaned out the aisle I was in, I stepped towards another. This is a magical library, so why can't I find any spell books? That just defeats the purpose of the library.

"Any luck, Grayson?"

"Nope. All I found was a book on a variety of creatures that has a small mention of dragons. There were some other books that had pictures of dragons, but they are not written in the Common language," he reported.

I kept skimming the books. Still nothing. Finally I pulled off the shelves an ancient book bound in leather. Or was it leather? When I think about it, it looks more like scales.

The first thing I saw as I opened it up was a detailed picture of a dragon. I was about to call for Grayson when I saw the wording underneath the image. It was written in the language of the mages: Scenecas oftred Maik Lorn. Here was what Grayson and I are looking for.

"Grayson, I found what we need."

Forget the proper protocol for libraries. Forget the fact that his leg was possibly broken. His feet sounded like thunder as he sprinted over. "What'd you find?"

"Nothing except Secrets of Magical Lore, which just so happens to have a section on dragons."

Something changed in his eyes. "Give me that!" As he lunged forward, I thought I saw his eyes flash red.

They were back to normal before I could question it. It was probably nothing that I should worry about.

"Unh uh uh. It is in the language of the mages. You won't be able to understand it without some assistance."

"I guess you're right. I don't know what came over me." But something in his eyes told me that he knew more about what was going on.

"Grab Mia and meet me at those tables over there."

"I heard you guys. Don't worry about snatching me, I'm fine." Then I heard some heavy objects falling to the floor. "Whoops, that was my books."

"Are you sure that you don't need help?" I called out.

"Yes. No. Maybe. I don't know. Uh, potato?" Another crash. "Maybe just a little."

I didn't want him to go, but Grayson was already heading her way. I just wish that he would step away from being stubborn and think logically about things.

When they came back, they were both carrying stacks of books. "Gosh, Mia! How many of those did you find?"

She shrugged. "Only about seventy of them." When she saw my questioning gaze, she relented and added, "Okay, maybe just fifty."

"Okay, then. I will just pretend that I did not hear that. Anyway, I just found this." I held up the book. "I think that our path to save Armen has just become clear."

"And hatch the Dragon's Egg."

There was that strange gleam in his eyes again. I chose to ignore it. "Yeah, that too."

"Well, what are we doing just standing around talking? Let's read it already!" Mia exclaimed eagerly.

"Sure, I guess." I skimmed the table of contents. I felt their gaze over my shoulder. "Hey, can you guys move? I don't like people looking over my shoulders like that."

They moved away as I had asked. I continued reading. Eventually I got to the heading labeled "Soul Implantation and Removal." It was on page 149.

The spell was relatively complicated sounding. There were several things that we needed, but I think we can manage. We already had some of the things in our possession.

"What is that?" Mia asked, pointing at a spot on the page.

It was a note that I hadn't noticed before. It was messily scribbled as if in a hurry. It was hard to read, but I knew what it said.

"I think," I took a deep breath, "I think it is for me."

Good place to end off, I think. Here's the library. And hey, 'tis the beginning of my whole Walgreens thing. It's a running joke at my house now. I forgot that I mentioned it at the beginning of the chapter. Ah, the memories.

So, what did you guys think? I know I ask this every single time. I have several parts. Did you catch my references? I think it was just the one this time. Well, there's another one that might have been a reference, but I can't remember. It's been months since I wrote this.

Nevertheless, thank you for reading. I really appreciate your support. Please support those in Paris right now. Thank you.

~Lya200~


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