Chapter 11: Airship Troubles
"Bonjour! Bienvenue à la mon restaurant! C'est belle non?" Athiria and Walter look around to find this shrill funny feminine... Well seemingly feminine... voice. They were heading to the ship's Deck to talk but then they were really hungry. They decided to go this restaurant... Called "Poissons D'été" and they had no idea what that's supposed to mean. It must be foreign! That's what they had in mind!
They had entered and had no idea what to expect... Pink walls, pinkish stain windows, pink roses and pink plates. There were pink cigarettes on one pink table and pinkish racks full of magazines... Which were abundantly pink in color. The chandelier lights seem to be pink too. They look behind and find the person who was speaking.
A big buff man... Wearing a pink maid outfit. "Enchantée! Madame et Monsieur! Qu'est-ce que voulez-vous manger? Je très..."
"SSPPEEEAAAK!!! ENGLISHHH!!!" Athiria shouts in frustration. Unfortunately this did not gain a usual reaction...
"KYAAAAAAAAA!!!" He screamed in such a high pitch not only the windows shattered but the flowers lost their petals too... Poor posies...
"Oh... But Madame... I though you... Speak French..." The man says with a big smile. "Oh well, what do you want?"
She adjusts her hair as Walt looks at her with sorry eyes, thinking she was probably mad at his idea to go to this restaurant. "Why did I have no idea this restaurant was here? Who is this guy?" Walt asks.
"Je m'appelle Jean Armstrong! Enchantée monsieur!" He poses as a band of roses flew around out of nowhere.
She was about to utter her order as her legs brought her to a chair until they heard some running... "Miss Athiria! Prince Walter! Trouble on the Deck!" Emmett comes running, full of soot and dust.
"What the heck happened?!" Walter says...
"Phemie is in the biggest trouble, she's gotta be taken away from Lucas!" He says, still panting with exhaustion!
"And who exactly is this... Uh... Lucas?" He takes his hand. "No time for that sir!" He hastily looks at Athiria.
"Athiria, you are the greatest medic in all of Hope" he glances to Walt "... And you are Memoria's most prized Knight! I can't do this without you guys..."
They look at each other... They remember how Walt once did something like this once... Athiria knew he was thinking the same old memory brought back...
They find themselves running through the Marble hall of the middle part of Elvion. "We're losing time!" Emmett shouts and it echoes proving how far it might be till they reach the Elevator... Their running steps were clear and loud... Athiria looks above and sees the deck's glass floor area. Thinking quickly she said...
"Gravigis Ascencille"
They find theirselves floating which was probably effect of the slow mist of dark indigo. "Great idea!" Walter said as he though of breaking the glass on top of them. He lounges the sword back as if to gain energy. It lights up! As the golden flashes turn to blinding blue rays of bright light, he thrusts the shimmering sword against the glass and the glass floats up with the eerie mist.
"Oh... This spell doesn't last very long! And this takes away only part of gravity so we can't really dash up!" Athiria says, full of fear. They reach halfway through the the air... Not even close to the deck. How are they gonna make it?!
Just when Emmett loses hope and prepares for a painful fall he thinks hard. The glass incident at the Halcyon station and the Elevator expansion... It's his powers over space! He closes his eyes...
Please make this work ...
He imagines Phemie. He hugs the air, well at least it was when he thought she was there... and they lounge up so suddenly and all the glass came back to place! They fell on the glass but it didn't break, thank god it didn't... Athiria and Walter were baffled...
They reach the deck! The resting sun shown and there were a lot of golden, reddish and brown leaves floating in the sky. Afternoon still the same and all views like as if frozen in time! They look froward and see this big gate. This was actually the Portal.
"Emmett? Did you do that?" Walt asks amazed by what happened.
"I don't know... I guess so!"
"Emmett..." Athiria stood up." Tell me your father's name..."
Walt stood up..." No time for that! Look up there on the 6th propeller!"
The 6th propeller was a tall pole of Azualkali (an extremely light metal but durable and good for saving trouble in rebuilding) with a propeller wings made of Frisia thread which is found on the southern plane of the deck. What exactly was on the pole they were looking at? It was Phemie unconscious and bound against the pole with black chains. These emitted a certain flock of bats surrounding the decks.
"Oh?! What have we he-" "LUCAS!!!!" Emmett knew that was coming... Athiria would've recognize him no matter what. "SHUT UP AND GIVE ME BACK MY DAUGHTER!!!!" Just like my mom, Emmett thought.
"Oh? You don't know how long have I waited for this moment..." Lucas... Enlarges! His horns grew so much bigger and from his back, wings began to emerge! His ragged black coat turns into a deep ruby tux. Classy for a devil...
"What are you gonna do now?!" He screams. He was so much bigger now! Like a mountain! "Children! Cover the skies with darkness!" It turns out the black chain was almost like an infinite source of bats and batlings... The whole sky was covered and it was all dark...
In the dark there were only 4 things glowing... A green medic staff, a shiny gold sword of light, a heart full of hurt glowing inside a pocket and two eyes full of hatred and retaliation...
What are they gonna do now?
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Hey... Uh... I hope you liked it so far because I don't think it was good enough...
Say something, i'm givin' up on you...
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