chapter 1
24
DEC/21
David’s Rebirth and Walder goes his own way. Or does he…
Chapter 1
“That god damned blacksmith.” David muttered under his breath as he looked out at the sheik’s personal guards. The whole group knew what happened without having to be told. Oni used arcane magic and the blacksmith saw it happen. The blacksmith then rats them out to the sheik. The sheik sends his personal guards to arrest them.
“No fucking way.” He thought, rage boiling inside him. “We take out half your enemies and you want to arrest us for ‘Mending’?” He is instantly ready to throw down. Fuck negotiations, fuck being reasonable, fuck you, you fucking fuck!
The rage pushes aside all else. Toobee and Fast staff are both talking in his head but they are talking reasonably and logically so David doesn’t really hear them. If he had been listening he would have heard one mention that we should try to sweet talk our way into going with the guards but without giving up our stuff. “It will be easy.” Toobee says, “Let me ask him.”
Faststaff is trying to explain how the guards being here is a sign of danger for the sheik, that we should surrender and let the guards have our stuff, most of us don’t need items to be effective anyway. Plus, and this is the important part, the Sheik’s enemies might be using this very moment to strike at the sheik. A quick surrender now plus a quick return to the sheik could lead to an opportunity to join with these very soldiers sent to arrest us in the rescue of the Sheik from eminent attack.
Blah Blah Blah…
David instead chooses to listen to the rest of the group in his head. He hears Kruger’s neck crack as he rolls his head and stretches his shoulders, Bania cracks his finger knuckles, Kobra pulls one knee up to his chest and then the other. David feels no worries, other than making sure the living Bane was with him as well. He glanced at Oni. Always so stoic, Oni stands firmly shaking his head. “No way they are taking our stuff.”
David looks at Vashir whose wings are already sprouting. He also looks firm in resolve.
David thinks he sees the same in Arnia and Ixen. A collective of 5 all thinking the same thing. “Are you guards joking? Surrender ourselves and our stuff? Don’t you know who we are?”
“I know who we are.” David thinks cockily as he glares across the sand at the dozen warriors. “Our back itches.” Bania says, and it was on.
120 seconds later
It was down to just Vashir and a single guard. Not that David or his head mates were paying attention. David’s spirit was leaving his body, and as it drifted above the battlefield David and all the voices in his head were looking down at David’s dead body. “We are fucking dead, mate.” Kruger said. “All the way dead. Shite!” Kruger said with a sense of sadness and finality. David knew why. In all of his long talks and information gathering about Dragon’s Bane, they never brought a member back from death. So many deaths. So, so many. But that was none of David’s concern anymore. He was at peace and now his mind began to race through his life, the voices of Kruger and the rest finally quiet. He watched as his mind played his memories. Nothing left but to enjoy the show, especially the parts with Sora.