The Thunderhawk's Journey: The Neverland Behind All Of This (Book One)72.22%

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Of Monsters And Men

I opened my eyes and tried to get used to the brightness. Soon, i was curious. The ceiling was very high and looked like a cave. Some plants come out from up there. I gaped, trying to unde…

— HI THERE!

— AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

I punched the person in the face for the scare.

— Ouch, MY NOSE!

I got up with the staff. The person on the floor was clearly a pirate. She wore a black hat, which only pirates would wear, had red hair, red clothes and a rifle on her back. She looked crossly at her nose.

— You're a pirate… — I whispered.

— Ok, that, was very prejudiced, and, oh man, this is gonna hurt… — She put her hands to her nose and closed her eyes tightly, and put it back in place. — IIIIIIIIIIIIII…. I'm… Fine...…

— I always wanted to meet a pirate! This trip is already… Ah, yes, my boat blew up. — I remembered. — Sorry about your nose, i get scared easily…

— To knock me down you gotta hit harder than that! — She stood up and held out her hand for a greeting. — My name is Lyse!

I put the staff back on my waist.

— Beatrice. Where are we? And how did i get here… — Around it were only trees and more trees. Even though, we were inside what looked like a cave, it felt like it was sunny.

— A few minutes ago, i was about to do the biggest robbery in history against Nerwingal, with my friends and Mary! — She stopped for a moment and looked around frantically. — Oh my gods the plan worked! WE ARE IN NERWINGAL!

Immediately a platoon of elves armed with bows and wearing green armor with the symbol of the Nerwingal surrounded us.

— TO THE FLOOR, NOW! — Screamed one of them.

— Uhhhhhh!!!! This is so exciting!

— SHUT UP, PIRATE!

— YEAH, SHUT UP!

— HEY, SHUT UP YOU, DON'T TELL HER TO SHUT…

I passed out when they hit my head with the sword handle.

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I woke up dizzy. Maybe because i'm upside down. My legs were stuck in the trunk that were being carried by an elf on each side. Just like Lyse's. She had a smile on her face and seemed to be enjoying the situation a lot.

— What's up? — She asked, blinked innocently.

— Ok, that is so cool, but where they taking us?

I started to hear the sound of drums at a slow pace. And slow drums is never a good sign. Our kidnappers marched along to the rhythm.

— No idea. First time at Nerwingal! Oh, the face of the guys at Dark Field when i tell them that i managed to enter one OF THE MOST PROTECTED KINGDOMS IN THE ENTIRE WORLD, HAHAHAHA!!!!!

— You from Dark Field? That's. so. cool! — I repeated.

— I KNOW!

We left the forest and appeared in a crowded city, guess what, more elves. We seemed to be the main show. As if it were a parade, elves holding and playing drums at a slow pace and singing, accompanied us to the huge castle ahead.

fyrir týndar sálir, fyrir myrkur, fyrir fólk

— Ok, crazy sect. Nothing new. — I raised my hands discreetly to my waist. My staff and passport were gone. — Shit, they took my stuff!

— Well, now we know they aren't dumb!

We got to the end of the road. Two guys wearing a gold armor were at the beginning of the stairs. The skinny guy said something in elfic and we were untied. We fall face down. The music stopped and the two approached us. They started openly discussing in elvish. The fat guy came close to our faces and analyzed us. I smiled at him.

— Beatrice Thunderhawk? — He looked at the pirate. — And Lynch Timberlake?

— Nope! That's not me, i don't have any idea of who are you talking ab…

— The gods that herald the end of times… WE MUST MAKE A CELEBRATION!!!

— YEP! That's me, i am Lynch Timberlake!

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The elves were even nice people. One of the guards returned our things and others even apologized.

— Sorry for said to you to shut up…

— YEAH, SORRY! AND SORRY TO HIT YOU IN THE HEAD!!!!!!!

The place we spent tied up, it was just a small village. The real fun was inside the castle, that we later discovered to be a GIANT city, named Galore. From what i noticed, it was divided into three floors:

The first floor or level, would be where we are, centered in the king's hall. The trunks were connected for better locomotion between places in the entire kingdom.

When i found out that the second floor was much bigger than the first, i was a little, shocked. It was the place where the palace staff stayed. Mental note to have a peek there later.

Now the most impressive thing was the king's room. Can you imagine having a giant place decorated with all kinds of wealths just for you?

Edrareth e Nelaser guided us to a room that looked like a gallery. The walls were made of wood from the palace tree and there was no much lighting in the room. A lamp was on the wooden table beside the entrance. Nelaser took it and lit up the room, as we walked through it.

First day of travel and i have already become a goddess with a person i barely know. I wouldn't ask where they got that conclusion from, even more so because i don't want to spoil Lyse's fun and they ended up suspicious about it. The pirate watched of every detail of every place we passed, with his eyes shining.

— What we're stepping on right now, is the gallery of prophecies. — Said Nelaser, formerly known as skinny. — Digging decades are responsible for what you are seeing.

Some walls were displayed behind a red ribbon to keep distance. Some from were a language i didn't know and others were representations in wood of some people's and perhaps, future events. I don't know about Lyse, but i never believed in this prophecy bullshit. They almost never took place and i have a living proof of that, tattooed in the back of my hand.

— Wow, is that me!? — Exclaimed Lynch, pointing to the wall. That part was different from the others, because, it was a painting, instead of a carving. And what a good artist! Lynch was wearing different clothes, a black jacket and jeans, his red hair flying at the roar of the black dragon, which she faces with her carbine, leaning on the floor with her hand. — Holy crap, that's dope! Whose dragon is this?

— And where am i? — I asked.

We walked a little more and stopped this time in a framed painting. Still with the underground forest, but this time with the forest on fire, i faced the person responsible for Roy's death. He had both blades glowing with electricity, still wearing the same mask with the visor, blue armor and for some reason, this time a scarf, around his neck.

I had my staff up, this time wearing a black tank top and black pants. Aside from the clothes and that i was possibly facing an immortal being, there was not much new there. I was believing that i would be represented using lightning, but i think that even prophecies are right from time to time. No use, i will never have the powers of the Thunderhawk. Even carrying the fucking surname.

— We don't know when these paintings appeared. — Said Nelaser. — But when we saw them, we immediately associated the destruction of Nerwingal by… Obvious reasons.

— And unlike the other things exposed here, they are not notches. — Noted Edrareth, the king.

— So everything here is specifically predictions for Nerwingal that were found out of nowhere?

I watched their faces. Something wasn't right and i think Nelaser realized that.

— So! — He clapped his hands and one of the castle guards holding a spears, came towards us. — As you are the future protectors of Nerwingal, you will be here for a while, until the day of the final judgment. But first, get ready for the party down there.

The guard made a reference and motioned for us to accompany him. I smiled at the king and his brother and followed along with Lynch the, guard. We went through the corridors and were left in a room that only a king's daughter could have. It was huge. The walls were made of wood from the palace tree. A colored round glass was at the bottom along with a sofa attached there.

I put my hands on my hips.

— We have to get the hella out of here.

— What!? Why? — Exclaimed Lynch, as he tested one of the beds.

— C'mon! Seriously i was the only one to suspect them? It's clear that they put those pictures. — I went to the closet, also giant, in the corner of the room and opened it. The clothes that were on my boat and others that would make me incredibly cool, were hanging on hangers, along with others that I thought were for Lynch. — SEE? These are my clothes! Something is going on. And i think i say that too much.

Lynch raised his head and peeked, not paying much attention to the occasion.

— Ok, whatever, i help you… But before i leave, i want to face that dragon! And also, stole some things.

— I never really liked these Nerwingal elves. — I joined her in bed. — Of course there are some nice ones, but… Wait. This is a double bed. Are they thinking that we are a…

I gestured with my hand, indicating what i meant.

— Beatrice, are you flirting with me?

— WHAT!? NO…

She laughed, a little confused and buried her face in the pillow.

— I wonder if Mary is searching for me up there.

— Of course she is! It's your friend, right? — I asked.

— Girlfriend.

— Oh! Ok…

She took the pillow off her face and looked at me.

— I miss her. Let's go kill this dragon!

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