Chapter 82 - Why Does This Keep Happening (1/2)

Laz had returned to the darkness yet again. This time though, it didn't come with the lost and drifting feeling or the light and picture show. In fact, he thought he could feel his body. As he heard a gentle noise, like a small breath of air, Laz moved his hand towards the noise and felt that it was quite fluffy. Realizing this, he was able to weakly open his eyes.

The room was nicely and modernly decorated, but looked clean to the point of making one wonder if it had ever been lived in. The only light was from a small lamp on a desk, several feet from the bed. As Laz came to more, he looked towards where he felt the fluffy feeling and noticed a small, black and furry body was sleeping soundly on him.

This was the small wolf, Vivi.

'Is she back to normal size now? Or is the other size her normal size?' Laz couldn't help but ponder a moment while he continued to absentmindedly stroke the amazingly soft fur.

'Ah well, guess it doesn't matter since it seems like she's on my side.' Laz wasn't going to spend too much time thinking about things with no answers. He was basically under the mindset that no one around him was normal anymore, so he should just assume everything was going to be weird.

Since his whole body felt stiff, Laz slowly sat up, realizing that he didn't have a shirt on.

'Ah! That's right. What happened?' Looking down, he could see that his chest showed not even the slightest scar from being broken open and rammed through. Looking over, he noticed his destroyed jacket and shirt laying on the back of the chair in front of the desk.

He gently moved Vivi off to the side of the bed before swinging his legs around and setting them on the floor. Although Laz didn't know where he was, it wasn't hard to guess.

”Malene?” Laz called out a bit, before trying to stand up. Vivi, having lost her soft, warm cushion, burrowed farther into the now vacant bed, not wanting to wake up in the slightest.

Suddenly, a tiny, blue dressed spirit flew in from the slightly ajar door before stopping in front of Laz.

”You're awake? Hot damn... Not even a scar kid? What the hell is up with your body? And your taste in tattoos?” Aqua couldn't help but exclaim and question. As a spirit, if his physical body was destroyed, he only needed to wait for Malene to reform it for him. He wouldn't actually die thought as he was nothing more than a ball of sentient source essence. But for a human, when large things skewer them, they don't generally recover so quickly.

”It's a long story... wait, what's wrong with the tattoo?”

”Nothing, nothing. You're just a bit young to be getting something so permanent, don't you think?”

”Who are you, my dad?”

”Depends. How hot is your mom?”

”Fuck off you little mosquito. Where is Malene?” Laz decided to end the conversation considering this probably wasn't the right time for bickering.

”Uh... Yeah... About that...” Although he might have been mistaken, Laz thought he sensed a weird tone in Aqua's voice.

”What is it?”

”Well...”

”Is she ok?”

”Yes? I guess? She's not hurt if that's what you mean.” Aqua actually slumped over a little, as though he had just gotten really tired all of the sudden.

”Alright, well, it's probably better if you go see since I don't know how to explain it. I have to go rest after taking care of both of you for the past several hours. I'm a spirit, not a maid.” Aqua started to, for lack of a better word, shimmer brightly, before starting to fade away.

”Look kid, whatever you do, don't untie her. And in the future, keep your blood to yourself.” Aqua popped out of existance, back into whatever space he normally occupied when he wasn't in physical form.

'Hmm, guess he ran out of energy. What did he mean, don't untie her?' Lately, especially that last several weeks, Laz felt like a boat being tossed around on an ocean where he had no idea what was happening.

Getting up, Laz opened the door and moved into the hall. He couldn't help but admire the newness of the house and the gentle decorations. Although he knew nothing about home design or decorations, he felt like someone put in a bit of care with dressing up the house.

The hallway wasn't big as there were only three doors. The one he was in, one across from him and one a little ways down. Of course, as he looked, he noticed that the end of the hall wasn't really an end as it came out to a giant open area with stairs to go down before moving further on to where there seemed to be more bedrooms. Truly, it was a house that screamed well off.

Turning his attention back to the two doors on this side of the upstairs, he noticed one was mostly closed while one was wide open. The one that was wide open looked to be a bath room which meant the other one was probably another bed room.

Sticking his head inside, he noticed a nicely decorated area with a large queen size bed, rustic wooded dresser and lots of stuffed animals. The walls were a gentle shade of blue that seemed to give it a feeling of a sky in an enclosed area. Laz thought that the room was empty, but noticed the TV was turned on. Opening the door a bit, Laz walked in to turn it off, thinking that maybe Aqua had been watching it. It made since considering how fast Aqua had come in when Laz first woke up.