Memories - Epilogue

Final Memories' chapter. It contains Sixteen Journey spoilers... :X

Epilogue

Fred and Elain stood blankly at the screen where it all had appeared from. The memories of that kid… As the lights turned on with the entrance of another member of the expedition, both Fred and Elain argued with him about the over existence of light in the room. However, when their eyes met, they blushed. “That kid…”

Fifteen Journey - Chapter 48

A/N: Another chappy! Profit it help since we are almost in the end. Did you like Annya’s reappearance?

Chapter 48 – Extra help

“What were you thinking of? Attacking before searching on your opponent?”
Annya was angrier than ever. She didn’t even care to explain her return, so the way back to the temporary camp they had slept in was mostly made with Annya’s lamentations. When they finally got there, Annya sat on the wooden bench and started murmuring.
Mike didn’t loose time. The plan was originally made by himself as they were only counting with two opponents, and not with someone using incredible molecule control. So, he wanted to make up to Rick, by bandaging him once again, after Elain’s attack.
“That hurts...” Rick complained.
Mike ignored him. He couldn’t do better than that, so what was missing? Maybe Rick wasn’t just good enough, maybe he wasn’t the person destined to become Horiond’s champion.
While Mike was busy, Fred was really getting angry with Annya’s complaints.
“Why are you back anyway?”
Annya shut up for a while. “Number 14 has been killed… by magic…”
“Veleniar?” Cassey shouted.
“No, a player’s magic. It is too weak to be a Veleniar’s magician and it is also too strong to be a stranger. It was someone who has been learning magic since a young age.”
To break the silence, Sarith greeted Annya and presented herself. “Sarith here. Call me Fifteen if you want to.” She winked.
And, for everyone’s surprise, Annya truly smiled for the first time in tournament.
“Wow, I didn’t even know you knew how to do that!” Ashley replied, and got tapped short after.
However, Fred still wanted to know her reasons.
“Actualy, I want to avoid more deaths… Number 14’s death is just…”
“Is he really?...” Annya confirmed it to Rick by nodding.Rick swallowed hard. “He was my cousin’s best mate…”
The group silenced for a while. Cassey was looking nervously at Rick and her feet, hoping someone would say something.
“A true act of foolishness… Is that all you are capable of, Rick Flaim?” Annya coldly broke the silence.
Rick was sitting with his back to Annya so that Mike could take care of his wounds. Rick murmured something Annya could not hear.
“Who is that ghost who is always behind you?” she asked obviously bored.
Rick was caught in surprise as well as most players. Rick knew exactly who she was referreing to, buhe didn’t want a person to know.
“Ghost… What ghost?”
Cassey stood up gaining courage. “I always tought it was an illusion but I can see it as well.”
Rick was petrified. The existence of Nick was something no one should ever know and Rick would try hard to make that so.
“Have you had any visions lately? Strange dreams?” That was exactly what had happened. The situation when he saw Kane was in danger, was it provoked by Nick?
Hopefully for him, Fred was particularly worried and didn’t want to waste a second. “So, how will we attack this time?” the question was mostly to Mike, but he kept silence. He didn’t want to make any more errors, which could cost his friends life.
“I’ll take care of the dark bubble maker girl.” Annya replied. “You and Ashley will take care of the arrow girl.”
“Her name’s Elain…” Fred said angrily, causing everybody to look amused at him.
“I can not help but if there is a little thing I could do…”
Rick interrupted Cassey. “Be by my side.” She blushed again, which Rick could not see due to his position. He then continued. “I must take care of the silver-haired guy them.”
“Whose name is Sloan.” Fred added.
“What about me?” Sarith happily asked.
For the first time they had returned, Mike spoke. “Take care of Matt if he appears.”
Finally, Rick stood up, bandaged in his entire chest. “This can be our last battle. Please, do your best.”

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“Back so soon?” - Loyal Team

Fifteen Journey - Chapter 47

A/N: Getting to the end, people. *claps hands*
Actually, the original version of Fifteen Journey will be a lot different from what I’ve written so far. These last characters will be introduced sooner, so that you don’t forget them, and complicated chapters will turn easier to get. While I’m busy writing… COMMENT!

Chapter 47 - Defeat

“Morning…”
Sheila got up. Her tent was warm due to her body’s warmth so leaving the bed was a rather painful job. However, they were counting on her, so she couldn’t disappointed them.
As she got out of the tent, her blond and long hair flew with the wind. Her brown skin shinned with the sun’s light. She was finally prepared for the day.
Her partner was nowhere to be seen; neither had she wanted to wake her up, since she’d only be rejected. After lighting a fire, she heard some noises coming from the forest, which made her look and check what was happening. For her surprise, a tall teenager rose from his hide spot and spoke to her.
“I challenge you for… Wait, I’ve met you before, haven’t I?” he asked happily.
Sheila took a bit to recognise him. “Rick Flaim?”
“Exactly! What an awesome memory!”
But Sheila wasn’t as cheerful as Rick had originally met her.
“As you were saying…” she impatiently asked.
“Oh, I propose a Tourch’s dispute!”
Sheila smiled. “Accepted!” But she didn’t want to wake Elain up, so she opted to take care of the kids. “Six against one, huh?” she smiled.
Rick smiled in return. “I’m sorry…” And, having said that, Rick advanced towards Sheila to begin his attack. She did not strike or anything, she was just dodging. And with a bigger jump, she ran into her tent.
“Hiding, are we?” Rick grinned.
Suddenly, Rick was trapped in a dark bubble whose size was decreasing. Rick could see his surroundings as the bubble was transparent but he knew that when the bubble reached a small size, he would die. His friends were yelling, telling him to do something gestured by their hands, but he could not hear a thing. Before they could predict, Rick’s friends were absorbed by another bubble. Fortunately, Rick’s bubble stopped decreasing its size, since Sheila was having a hard time controlling both bubbles.
Rick kicked it hard, he tried to distract Sheila, he tried everything he could think of. However, when it seemed it was working, a teenager appeared. He had silver hair, a indifferent face, but Rick could still not hear what they were saying. Suddenly, Rick’s bubble popped and he was out of it, causing an unpleasant arrival in the ground. The silver-haired guy whistled and another feminine figure appeared. Before looking at Rick, she glanced at the other bubble, rather sad. And with a cold voice, Sloan spoke at Rick.
“It’s time for you to die…”
Rick smiled. Dying a second time would not suit him. He wanted to have a proper fate.
While, Sloan didn’t begin the attack, who began it was the girl who was called by the whistle, who used a bow and some arrows. As she used the first arrow, Rick changed its direction with his sword, but wasn’t able to change the second’s, as it made a scratch in his face.
“Stop crying, Elain, or your vision will become blurry.” Sheila warned still concentrated in keeping the other five teenagers’ bubble.
Elain, the bow user, wouldn’t stop crying but her aim was perfect: nine out of ten arrows got Rick, one of the nine was deep in his flesh. Sloan, who had started an invocation before, immediately stopped as he noticed Elain was taking care of Rick. He then turned at Sheila, giving her a ball of power.
“Kill the rest.” He coldly ordered.
After hearing that, Rick lost concentration and only had time to see one arrow coming exactly at his direction.
A cold and dark breeze evaded the place. The arrow was destroyed into dust and the dark bubble popped as well. After the dust rested in the ground, a dark figure, illuminated by the sun, appeared before them. It was Annya.
Before Sloan could invoke someone, Annya made a few power blasts, giving back the dust to the place. Now, a huge barrier was made between Elain, Sloan and Sheila, and Rick and his group.
What was Annya doing here?

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“A true act of foolishness… Is that all you are capable of, Rick Flaim?” – Extra help