Chapter 403 - Unnamed Unit (1/2)
*Ancient Magic: Teleportation,* Melmark to Marrowy. A grey-cased pod with a semi-transparent window stood under the shadow of the curved hangar. Empty and desolate by nature, the airfield felt alive. Guards, many guards stood waited eagerly. Most peered down the slope expecting a car to arrive. A plane with a squad of fighter jets were lined symmetrically. Phantom's logo was plastered on the tail.
”Courtney,” said Staxius opening the hangar, ”-you've come as well?”
”You're here,” she turned with a smile, ”-long time no see,” they greeted in form of a hug.
”I thought you were out on a mission?”
”Figure I'd come by as escort,” she glanced inside, ”-Aceline?”
”In the pod, where's the medical team?”
”Hold on,” she gestured to a clueless looking guard, ”-go fetch the medical team.”
”As you wish,” quick on his feet, the boy ran along.
”Can't believe she's dead,” sighed she.
”I can't believe she was killed,” the posture held discontent, ”-the killer needs to be found. Killing a star out in public is obnoxious, they didn't even try to hide the body.”
”I see now,” she nodded, ”-quite a detestable show of authority. What's the plan?”
”We're reviving Aceline, what else. I've a good idea on who might be responsible,” as he spoke, the medical team arrived. No words exchanged for they knew what to do. The pod was transported into the plane. Thunder-sounding roars echoed in intervals. Hence, Staxius headed to Hidros.
While the body changed continent, Dei stepped out the train into a small village named Delho. 'Is this home?' she walked, the people were few and thin, the buildings scattered with nature being most prominent. Immediately after the station came a shop, one with a broken window being repaired.
”Dei, how are you?” hailed the owner, ”-I thought you left us for good, where have you been?”
”No where particular,” said she shyly, ”-I went to visit family in the capital,” her gaze locked onto the broken glass.
”The glass,” said he, ”-it's Oris, you know; he's been going through a rough time. I heard he got knocked out by one of his bandmates, know anything about it?”
”Where is he?” a pulse had her chest tightened, ”-where's Oris.”
”Chill girl, there's no need to be hasty. He's at Mrs. Delond's place.”
”Thank you, Mathew, it's good to see you again,” after which she sprinted into town.
”Lovers,” mumbled the owner.
”Love…” added one who was in process of fixing the window.
”Back to work,” a tap on the head had the other assistant laugh.
'Come on Sugar; what in the world happened since I left,' panted to a stop, a white house with slated roof rested on a cross-way.
*Knock, knock,*
”Coming,” the door opened with a middle-aged lady wearing glasses, ”-what can I do for ya?” asked she taking off the spectacles.
”Is Oris here?” asked she who breathed heavily.
”Yes, who are you exactly?” a frown rose her suspicion.
”I'm Dei, I use to live with him,” to which she removed the hoodie, ”-Mrs. Delond, it's been a while.”
The frown turned upside down as her face lightened, ”-Dei,” said the doctor, ”-it's good to see you,” the door opened fully, ”-go on, he's upstairs.”
”What happened to him?” the creaking of the floorboard perturbed the eerie silence. Faint m.o.a.ns of pain escaped through the wooden walls. The building was used as the local infirmary.
”Got in a fight, the injuries weren't that bad, he's just a little shaken up.”
White static noise from the television tuned to, *-Superstar Aceline found dead earlier this morning.* The words came suddenly for she strained her head to look up. The news played with bold headlines.
”How could this have happened,” whispered the assistants behind.
”What's the world coming too,” added another.
”Did she kill herself or get murdered. Not even superstars are safe.”
'She's dead?' her face lightened, '-she's dead?' a smile confirmed her prior suspicion. When Staxius said the idol died, she all but thought it be a product of the mind. Walking turned to a dash, ”-don't run in the hallways,” shouted across.
*Click,* a singular bed in a tight room, the windows opened with white-dr.a.p.es fluttering about. It gave onto a tall tree with less than a few leaves. A desolate radio played the news, with another lonesome figure sat peering at the va-et-vient 1of the villagers.
”Sugar,” said an adorable whisper. The lonesome figure turned with a bandage around the head, a listless expression turn to petrified. The eyelids opened in shock with the mouth following suit.
”What a-are you doing here?” once a voice many adored to now sounding as if scraping the bottom of a barrel, he lost it. The concoction ruined his vocal cords; luck at it he didn't go mute. As a result, the voice stayed quiet and monotonous, raising his pitch or even singing would hurt the throat.
”I came to get you,” she approached to tightly hug his head to her chest, ”-I'm not going anywhere ever again. I don't care if you pushed me away for my safety, we vowed to be one, and I'll keep that promise.”
”P-please, D-Dei, d-don't associate with me. I was t-the reason you got hurt. I failed as y-your lover, i-it should have been me, n-not you.”
”Stop it,” warm tears fell onto his forearm, ”-I love you damn it, isn't that reason enough. I don't care what happens to me, we vowed, remember, we vowed!” a promise made onto a melancholic full-moon, a promise to be one till death did them part.
”Sorry,” he tightened his grip around her waist, ”-I've got nothing, I'm worthless.”
”You got me, don't you?” she held up his chin, ”-don't be so harsh on yourself,” they locked lips, ”-I'm here for you.”
Far, far away from Dostein, two cars parked to a logged-cabin. Inside, a warm fire gave heat, the outside was cold and the air was thin.
”Good job,”