Eclipse

"What!?" Alex stood up "No. Im afraid if we dont make it there today then theyll assume im missing and send out patrols. Then when i do get back, Hayden and the other council members will simply anger at me put me somewhere even farther out in the field!" Alex said as he looked forward to where the truck was driving too.

"You dont have the slightest idea what theyll do if a Council member goes Missing."

Sores didn't avert his attention from the book. "It is nothing compared to what will happen If we don't get to our destination. Long story short. Millions of people will die in a matter of seconds. Those who survive will be turned into slaves." He lowers the book and looks Alex in the eyes. "We watched every thing we loved Fall apart and a friend die all for their greed. I'm sorry but they can worries for a bit. We will arrange a transport for you." Ara pulled out a piece of paper from her bag. "Stop the truck." Tanya stopped and looked out the back window to see why they stopped. Ara pulled out her knife and a marker. She always had the marker for... well... marking things. She wrote on the paper then cut a little hole in the edge were there was no righting and put it on the handle of the blade. It fit perfectly. Ara hoped off the back and stabbed her knife in the ground then got back on the truck. "Lets go." Tanya continued to drive and Ara resumed her position.


Don't worry I'm fine. Will be back tomorrow. -Alex
In fine print
I better get my blade back. -Ara

Waylon observed Alex's protests and Sore's calm responses. Sores was correct, in this case. If the Verbum Dei ended up being successful in their endeavors because they were a day late to the party, he'd never forgive himself. Sorry Alex, he thought. You're just gonna have to stick it through.

"Stop the truck."

Tanya obeyed to Ara's command. Ara got out, scribbled something on a piece of paper, stuck it to a knife, and stuck the knife into the ground. Hopping back on, they pulled away and continued. Waylon continued to read his Fire Magic book, learning more and more. Before he'd met this group, he'd had no interest in expanding his ability, considering it a waste of time when everyone around him had tech and cool weapons and whatnot. Now, however, he was learning that controlling fire meant so much more than just controlling fire. He had no idea there were different types with different properties that had different effects. It turns out only red fire burned. The other kinds had different effects to the body. Holy Fire, which he sub-bound himself with yesterday, healed. Electric Fire, which was a neon blue that glowed the brightest of all of them, had the same effect as electricity did when it touched a person. He wondered if Tanya knew that. Currently, he was reading up on Demon Fire, a blazing purple flame that held mind control over anyone who touched it. And still, there were so many more he could sub-bind himself with, some much easier to do than Holy Fire, some much harder.

He examined his fingers, thinking about what he was truly capable of. Exactly twenty-four hours ago, he could barely launch embers at foes. Now, he could make a full-fledged flame and then some. He could even ignite his sword. He snapped his fingers, watching red flame spark up into the sky. He thought about healing and snapped his fingers again. White flames shot up. The book had taught him cognitive thought of behavior/mood associated with the flame would cause that specific flame to ignite. For instance, if he wanted to heal someone, he only had to think about healing or the feeling of relief from pain while conjuring fire to conjure Holy Fire. Of course, certain fires would be harder to conjure based on his own way of thinking. If he never thought like an evil mastermind, he'd have a hard time conjuring Demon Fire.

Realizing that he just appeared to be snapping his fingers like a lunatic, he stopped, turned back to his book, reading the rest of the trip.

Alex sat back down, frustrated, but calming himself in his mind. "Where exactly are we headed anyway?" He said, knowing he would get caught up in something. "Chances are this truck has a tracker as well. Even though we, Ahem, 'Sold' It to you, it doesnt mean we dont leave it be."

"So that's what that thing was. I knew it didn't look like a part of the engine. Now I feel violated." The rest of the ride was silent. Soon the open desert started to turn into a forest of long dead trees. Not knowing what life is for years. Tanya slowed the truck down to a stop and looked around. "Well here we are. You sure you want to stay here. This place gives me the creeps."