Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Five
BuffyFaithfan1
_______________________________
[THIRTEEN]
We got back, and everyone was playing the Xbox and some were even eating o just talking. A few were playing board games, some were sleeping, some were just hanging out, while we, we were being afraid. Afraid of what's to come, afraid of what we'll face. We went to Jerek's room, and we all began talking about this new race of our lives.
"Should we tell anyone?" Tabra asked.
"We'll need there help." I added.
"Yea. But not right now. We need to tell Shropee, but that's it." Jerek answered, and we called Shropee into the secret basement five minuti later.
"What's this about?" Shropee asked.
"We need to talk." I said, and we all sat down, and explained what happened from this morning, to our meeting with Verona, and to now.
She laughed nervously at first. Then realized how bad this is. "Well, that's a show-stopper." She sighed. "So, when do we fight back?"
"What?" Jerek said.
Shropee looked at him. "We have to fight back, right?"
Jerek nodded. "Well, yea, in time though."
"Can I see the blade?" She asked.
"Sure," Jerek handed it to her.
Shropee put it to her nose and smelled the blade. "Smells like...Bacruul fluids." She got to her feet and started up the steps. We followed.
"Bacruul fluid?" I asked.
"Bacruul fluids come from the Bacruul themselves. They are highly dangerous to go after. It's amazing they used it on this blade." She went to her hospital desk, took out a Q-tip, and traced the words te WILL PAY with it.
"Well, this cult does dabble in the dark magcis." Tabra pointed out.
"Yea, but Bacruul's have been extinct for two hundred years. It's impossible to find the fluid unless there is some kept in vials but I don't think that's the case." She did some testing.
"Can they conjure it from another demension?" Tabra asked.
"No. Not unless they are at least above the expert levels of the magics they use, depending on the book. If we find the book, we find their fonte of power, and then we can take them down." She did somemore testing.
"How do te know so much about this?" Jerek asked.
"Before I met you, I studied the black arts. I did a few spells, nothing major, just like floating pencils and stuff. Then one day, I stopped, got a real job as a doctor, and now here I am, Doctor Shropee, ready to heal the wounded." We laughed at that last part.
"So, how do we stop them?" Tabra wondered.
"We don't." Shropee turned, shaking a vial in her hands. "Cyd does."
"Huh!?!" We all detto in unison.
Volume Five
BuffyFaithfan1
_______________________________
[THIRTEEN]
We got back, and everyone was playing the Xbox and some were even eating o just talking. A few were playing board games, some were sleeping, some were just hanging out, while we, we were being afraid. Afraid of what's to come, afraid of what we'll face. We went to Jerek's room, and we all began talking about this new race of our lives.
"Should we tell anyone?" Tabra asked.
"We'll need there help." I added.
"Yea. But not right now. We need to tell Shropee, but that's it." Jerek answered, and we called Shropee into the secret basement five minuti later.
"What's this about?" Shropee asked.
"We need to talk." I said, and we all sat down, and explained what happened from this morning, to our meeting with Verona, and to now.
She laughed nervously at first. Then realized how bad this is. "Well, that's a show-stopper." She sighed. "So, when do we fight back?"
"What?" Jerek said.
Shropee looked at him. "We have to fight back, right?"
Jerek nodded. "Well, yea, in time though."
"Can I see the blade?" She asked.
"Sure," Jerek handed it to her.
Shropee put it to her nose and smelled the blade. "Smells like...Bacruul fluids." She got to her feet and started up the steps. We followed.
"Bacruul fluid?" I asked.
"Bacruul fluids come from the Bacruul themselves. They are highly dangerous to go after. It's amazing they used it on this blade." She went to her hospital desk, took out a Q-tip, and traced the words te WILL PAY with it.
"Well, this cult does dabble in the dark magcis." Tabra pointed out.
"Yea, but Bacruul's have been extinct for two hundred years. It's impossible to find the fluid unless there is some kept in vials but I don't think that's the case." She did some testing.
"Can they conjure it from another demension?" Tabra asked.
"No. Not unless they are at least above the expert levels of the magics they use, depending on the book. If we find the book, we find their fonte of power, and then we can take them down." She did somemore testing.
"How do te know so much about this?" Jerek asked.
"Before I met you, I studied the black arts. I did a few spells, nothing major, just like floating pencils and stuff. Then one day, I stopped, got a real job as a doctor, and now here I am, Doctor Shropee, ready to heal the wounded." We laughed at that last part.
"So, how do we stop them?" Tabra wondered.
"We don't." Shropee turned, shaking a vial in her hands. "Cyd does."
"Huh!?!" We all detto in unison.
