Book two: The meeting
The two of us backed up and sat down across the street from the bar. We watched what we could of the fight throw the window. People where being thrown around inside and we could hear the things inside breaking. Tables and chairs could be seen flying across the room. There were a few flashes of light here and there as if something exploded, but there was not loud boom to go along with the flashes of light. Warrior and I just say across the street on the wooden walkway watching the whole thing glad for once we were not in the middle of it. This was something new for us because usually we were the ones that were first in to the fight even if we didn’t start it. People would always seem to want to try and attack us no matter where we were it really did suck.
The fight inside the bar lasted about ten minutes and when it was all done and over with there was a total of nine bodies in the street and two hanging over the broken window. All of which were unconscious. A woman standing four foot eight and half inches walked out from behind the window wiping her hands together.
With the light behind her I couldn’t make out her face or her eyes but I knew the hair was long and followed back behind her. The hair would stop just below the middle of her back. Her eyes would be a sharp green, that when she looked at you it would appear they would be looking into you. From where Warrior and myself where sitting you could almost see the light reflecting off them as she pushed the two bodies the rest of the way out of the window.
Once the bodies were out of the window and laying on the wooden walkway she looked up and saw Warrior and myself sitting down across the street. “Boy’s” She yelled in a sweet voice. It sounded as if it had come from an angle; instead it had come from this young woman. She stepped out or really climbed out thought the broken window and stood on the walkway and said again in that sweet angle like voice she had “Boy’s.” and she opened her arms wide as if to give us a hug “what are you going here.” Warrior and I got up from where we were sitting and brushed ourselves off “It’s been to long.”
The two of us looked at each other as we stood us not sure what to expect. We started to cross the dirt street as she jumped down off the other wood walkway and head towards. Warrior turned his head to look at me as we walked out into the center of the street to meet her “Do you know who she reminds me of?”
I looked at Warrior for a brief second “who?’
By this time the three of us had come together in the center of the street. The young woman looked up at me and then without any hesitation punched me square in the stomach. I doubled over and she gave me an upper cut that stood me back up and then knocked me over flat on my back “It’s good to see you.” She said
I looked over at Warrior “You where saying?”
Warrior watched the whole thing happen and was looking at me as I was laying in the middle of the dirty street flat one my back. He looked over at the short young woman in front of him “Hi Opal.” He looked back at me “Jane.” He paused for a second “I was going to say that she reminded me of Jane.” And he reached down to give me a hand up.
‘Ya I can see that.’ I reached up to grab Warriors hand and start to stand back up. Once I was on my feet again I walked over to the short young woman and I stood as tall as I could towering over top of her. I stared down at he with as much anger as I could get, clinching both of my hands into fist and in one quick move I bent down and picked her up. I gave her a huge bear hug “Hi dear.’ I said in a cheery voice “how you doing?”
The young woman put her arms around my neck as I swung her around. I held her in my arms as one might hold a two year old. I stop spinning and looked over to the bar to see a new person was standing just outside the door. The person stood six feet two half inches tall; there hair was black and lay just below the shoulders. There eyes where a crystal blue that looked at us with a sepsis stair. The person was dressed in a white ruffled shirt and a pair of brown breaches. A necklace hung from his neck with a pendant on it. The pendant was a fist holding on to a lighting bolt with scales at either end, the symbol of the god of law and justice.
With the young woman still in my arms I walked towards them, I came to the edge of the wooden walkway and stopped right in front of them. They took a step forwards in to the light so I could see his face a little better and the tension in the air increased ten fold “Would you please set down my wife Mr. McK!” I looked at the woman hanging on my and then care fully set her down on the walkway ‘Thank you. Now what are you doing here?” He looked past me to see Warrior still standing in the middle of the street “Both of you?”
Standing Square on my feet I looked at the man in front of me. The tension in the air between the two of us was so thick one could feel the electrity “A beer” I said in a stern voice “and to talk.”
“MMM.” He mound out “You have never been one to talk Mr. McK.” The man balanced himself and placed his hands behind his back “So you have come here for a beer and too talk, to me or to my wife.”
“Both” I said sternly “I need to talk to the both of you.” I turned to look back at Warrior. Warrior nodded to me and started to walk towards us “The two of us…” I turned back to look at the man standing in front of me “… could use your help.”
“WOW really...” Opal’s sweet voice broke in cutting down the tension two fold, but you could still feel the electrity almost flowing through the air “that’s something new.’ And she stepped in between the two of us. The tension in the air cut down two fold again.
“Ya I know.” I said not really believing it myself “but I could use your help.” I looked down at Opal “Can we go inside and I’ll explain everything.’ I looked up at the mad standing a good two feet taller and behind Opal.
Opal looked back and up at him “Say yes Anikin.” And she elbowed him in the stomach so hard you could hear the thud as she hit him, but Anikin just stood there looking at me “This is Mac.” She said in a happy voice to see us and knowing I wanted her help as she gestured to me “The one and only Mr. McK if it wasn’t for this man…”
Anikin broken in at this point “… if it wasn’t for this man.” His voice boomed out into the night air “If it wasn’t for this man, we wouldn’t have half the evil in this place.” He looked down at his wife and then back up to me “This man is the reason why for over ten years we we’re not together.” Anikin pointed a heavy figure at me as his booming voice grow louder “he is the very reason why I had a hard time sleeping for the past three years. This man is the cause of everyone’s problems here.” His voice was now so loud lights in house and apartments down the street started to come on and people were starting to come out into the street up and down the street. “This man is the reason for everything here and over the past year and a half things have been getting worse. Ever since that castle of his returned to the land.” He jabbed his figure at me “Why in the name of Gile would I want to help him.”
“Because I plain on closing all the gates and locking up the castle for all time.” I said simply.
Opal looked up at me “Your kidding right.” Her angle voice came singing out into the night.
The fight inside the bar lasted about ten minutes and when it was all done and over with there was a total of nine bodies in the street and two hanging over the broken window. All of which were unconscious. A woman standing four foot eight and half inches walked out from behind the window wiping her hands together.
With the light behind her I couldn’t make out her face or her eyes but I knew the hair was long and followed back behind her. The hair would stop just below the middle of her back. Her eyes would be a sharp green, that when she looked at you it would appear they would be looking into you. From where Warrior and myself where sitting you could almost see the light reflecting off them as she pushed the two bodies the rest of the way out of the window.
Once the bodies were out of the window and laying on the wooden walkway she looked up and saw Warrior and myself sitting down across the street. “Boy’s” She yelled in a sweet voice. It sounded as if it had come from an angle; instead it had come from this young woman. She stepped out or really climbed out thought the broken window and stood on the walkway and said again in that sweet angle like voice she had “Boy’s.” and she opened her arms wide as if to give us a hug “what are you going here.” Warrior and I got up from where we were sitting and brushed ourselves off “It’s been to long.”
The two of us looked at each other as we stood us not sure what to expect. We started to cross the dirt street as she jumped down off the other wood walkway and head towards. Warrior turned his head to look at me as we walked out into the center of the street to meet her “Do you know who she reminds me of?”
I looked at Warrior for a brief second “who?’
By this time the three of us had come together in the center of the street. The young woman looked up at me and then without any hesitation punched me square in the stomach. I doubled over and she gave me an upper cut that stood me back up and then knocked me over flat on my back “It’s good to see you.” She said
I looked over at Warrior “You where saying?”
Warrior watched the whole thing happen and was looking at me as I was laying in the middle of the dirty street flat one my back. He looked over at the short young woman in front of him “Hi Opal.” He looked back at me “Jane.” He paused for a second “I was going to say that she reminded me of Jane.” And he reached down to give me a hand up.
‘Ya I can see that.’ I reached up to grab Warriors hand and start to stand back up. Once I was on my feet again I walked over to the short young woman and I stood as tall as I could towering over top of her. I stared down at he with as much anger as I could get, clinching both of my hands into fist and in one quick move I bent down and picked her up. I gave her a huge bear hug “Hi dear.’ I said in a cheery voice “how you doing?”
The young woman put her arms around my neck as I swung her around. I held her in my arms as one might hold a two year old. I stop spinning and looked over to the bar to see a new person was standing just outside the door. The person stood six feet two half inches tall; there hair was black and lay just below the shoulders. There eyes where a crystal blue that looked at us with a sepsis stair. The person was dressed in a white ruffled shirt and a pair of brown breaches. A necklace hung from his neck with a pendant on it. The pendant was a fist holding on to a lighting bolt with scales at either end, the symbol of the god of law and justice.
With the young woman still in my arms I walked towards them, I came to the edge of the wooden walkway and stopped right in front of them. They took a step forwards in to the light so I could see his face a little better and the tension in the air increased ten fold “Would you please set down my wife Mr. McK!” I looked at the woman hanging on my and then care fully set her down on the walkway ‘Thank you. Now what are you doing here?” He looked past me to see Warrior still standing in the middle of the street “Both of you?”
Standing Square on my feet I looked at the man in front of me. The tension in the air between the two of us was so thick one could feel the electrity “A beer” I said in a stern voice “and to talk.”
“MMM.” He mound out “You have never been one to talk Mr. McK.” The man balanced himself and placed his hands behind his back “So you have come here for a beer and too talk, to me or to my wife.”
“Both” I said sternly “I need to talk to the both of you.” I turned to look back at Warrior. Warrior nodded to me and started to walk towards us “The two of us…” I turned back to look at the man standing in front of me “… could use your help.”
“WOW really...” Opal’s sweet voice broke in cutting down the tension two fold, but you could still feel the electrity almost flowing through the air “that’s something new.’ And she stepped in between the two of us. The tension in the air cut down two fold again.
“Ya I know.” I said not really believing it myself “but I could use your help.” I looked down at Opal “Can we go inside and I’ll explain everything.’ I looked up at the mad standing a good two feet taller and behind Opal.
Opal looked back and up at him “Say yes Anikin.” And she elbowed him in the stomach so hard you could hear the thud as she hit him, but Anikin just stood there looking at me “This is Mac.” She said in a happy voice to see us and knowing I wanted her help as she gestured to me “The one and only Mr. McK if it wasn’t for this man…”
Anikin broken in at this point “… if it wasn’t for this man.” His voice boomed out into the night air “If it wasn’t for this man, we wouldn’t have half the evil in this place.” He looked down at his wife and then back up to me “This man is the reason why for over ten years we we’re not together.” Anikin pointed a heavy figure at me as his booming voice grow louder “he is the very reason why I had a hard time sleeping for the past three years. This man is the cause of everyone’s problems here.” His voice was now so loud lights in house and apartments down the street started to come on and people were starting to come out into the street up and down the street. “This man is the reason for everything here and over the past year and a half things have been getting worse. Ever since that castle of his returned to the land.” He jabbed his figure at me “Why in the name of Gile would I want to help him.”
“Because I plain on closing all the gates and locking up the castle for all time.” I said simply.
Opal looked up at me “Your kidding right.” Her angle voice came singing out into the night.
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You know over the years I have writen my stories in peices and this peice and a few others that are coming soon are some of the eariliest ones I wrote so they don't fit in just right of course many of the pieces don't fit right but that is part of the thing of writing them out like this is to try and see what I got and how to get them to come together. In many cases I find out how bad some peices are and that I really need to rewrite them, but then again it's all for entertainment and nothing is beyond getting together in one book or three in this case and seeing a real bookshelf for sale.
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