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Memories
Chapter Twenty Two: Arcadia and David
The wall surrounding Arcadia was tall, at least six or seven feet in height, a gorgeous brown brickwork both light and dark red involved as she saw stone columns that were hollowed out for candles to light the path on both sides of the small road. Along the top was a decorative sign marking the name of the town in runes. Paved with grey brick, they went just inside, seeing that everything seemed normal as a burly man came up to them, "Welcome to Arcadia! We're home to many stone masons and smiths. You'll see as you make your way about town."
Airlia nodded with a smile. A guard pacing around worried her as Draco went up to the man dressed in teal with armor over his shoulders and chest. He held a long spear and had a helmet covering his head. "Have you seen a girl with a scepter pass through here?"
The man nodded. "I saw her! The same girl who broke through the southern checkpoint came here! Well, she won't get away from me! She injured a load of people back there. Where's she got to?"
Alistair and Airlia shared a worried look as they nodded. Pulling the others aside Alistair said, "We have to be careful. There's at least one person out for her blood!"
Yangus nodded, "Mum's the word eh?"
Airlia nodded, "Yes, just listen, to them, but don't talk to them less we let them know we're looking for her too and be watched ourselves." They saw a feminine statue on either side of the staircase going up, along the right side of the road was a small wall with shrubs while the other had a home actually built into the stonework of the town! The center of the entrance into town had a small stone pillar sticking out of it, with a small grass bed around it with beautiful yellow flowers. It was ringed by a stone ring going around the pillar, about a foot wide in diameter. Below it was a stone square that had flowers and grass growing between the edges of the circle ring and the square ring. The stonework of the town was breathtaking as they continued to walk up the stairs. However, before they could continue any further, they heard a scream in the distance.
Everyone looked at Alistair who nodded to Angelo as they turned right, going to the stairs immediately past the building on their left as people looked on in fear. As they reached the floor the stairs had led up to, they saw a gated home to their left. Pushing open the wrought iron gates, they saw an unconscious guard, which told them they were on the right track as they went inside the house. Looking around, they saw nothing obvious, but heard more screams coming from upstairs. Rushing up the stairs Airlia looked to the right for signs of distress while Alistair looked left for signs of distress. Seeing only one door on the right they ran to it and threw it open only to see Jessica. However, she wasn't herself having been possessed by the scepter, her skin was now tinged green as the scepter glowed eerily, it's eyes a blood red. A boy that had a determined look on his face that belied the fear he felt as he quivered in his stance. She saw his dark hair shifting with the movement. She then quickly took in that was dressed in a brown tunic, with a green undershirt and grey leggings, indicating he was perhaps a servant. He stood in a protective stance in front of a short, heavyset man who was dressed quite gaudily as the boy tried to demand of Jessica, "Don't come any closer. I don't know who you are, but I won't let you hurt Master Dominico!"
Dominico however, chuckled as he demanded of the boy, "What are you mumbling about, David!? What could you possibly do to protect me, you useless good-for-nothing!"
Airlia knew instantly who the target was as she studied Jessica's body language, "We have to stop her from killing him!" Angelo nodded as he shot his arrow at the scepter, distracting Jessica as Airlia ran to the boy.
She glared at Jessica, as she demanded, "Jess, fight that scepter's powers! You can do it! You're so much stronger than it is!" A chilling, unearthly chuckle filled the room. The pompous man pushed the boy into Airlia as both stumbled a few steps.
The man then turned his attention to Jessica, his voice deep and irritatingly full of himself, "Listen to me, girl! I am Dominico, the great magician! I presume you have come for me. Well, I regret to inform you that I knew you were coming! I foretold this encounter! Consequently, I have already mastered the spell necessary to eliminate a pesky little wand-waver like you!" He pointed his finger to the ground forcefully as a seal much like the one in Trodain where the scepter was once held appeared on the ground. "So away with you! Go back to where you came from! Alakazam!" Jessica tried her powers against the seal as she chuckled.
"Such a pity! Such a pity you can't see how useless your feeble enchantments are against the might of this scepter! Already it has claimed the lives of four heirs." Airlia growled as Jessica waved the scepter, vaporizing the spell, frightening both men. The girl cackled, "And now my bride has joined the group. I will find a better suited body for you to marry my dear, fear not. This one is merely a shell for me to continue my work."
Airlia sneered at the scepter, "I won't let you use her to kill!"
She tried to lash a whip out at it as the possessed girl continued, unfazed by the group. "Seems your precious circle bought you more time… for now. I'm not in the mood to take you all on at once. I just haven't got it in me. If I were you, I'd prepare a more sturdy defense for our next meeting! And perhaps a shroud!"
She moved in front of the boy with her arms in a defensive stance. "I won't let you hurt him!" As suddenly as she appeared, she vanished as the magician let go of the spell holding the circle there as the magician panted.
Airlia ignored the fat man as she turned to the cowering boy. "You stay near me for now David. I will protect you from her, I promise."
He looked at her, "Why would she want me? I'm just a servant; I don't even have the powers like what Master Dominico has."
Airlia shook her head, "The girl, well the scepter, is after the sages, and since it can't kill the original sages, it is after their descendants through their bloodlines."
He nodded, "But that sage should be Master Dominico, no?"
The fat man cackled, "I won't let that wench hurt me."
Airlia sneered. "You don't get it, do you Dominico!? It's after David; he is the heir of a sage!"
He looked at her appalled by the thought, "He's just a lazy servant who can't even feed a dog right!"
She took great pride in slapping the man, sending his hat flying. "You're a moron who will ultimately cost this boy his life! What do we need to resurrect a stronger barrier?"
He scoffed at her, "Let me look at the books I have, I will find it."
She observed this man to see if she could find out why he felt so overly confident about his own powers… He was short, coming only up to her shoulder before his hat. His hat, now there was an eyesore if ever she saw one. It was lime green with an orange symbol designed into it that had a mock cloak coming from it in that gut wrenching green. It stood about a foot height, obviously it was compensating for something as she looked at the rest of him. He was far heavier than David, telling her that he barely fed the servant, boiling her blood. His robe was the same lime green but the parting down the neck was lined in the same orange from his hat. He wore an open purple robe that was yellow lined, flaring at the wrists. Around his waist he had a black belt tied off on the right side. He had a grey beaded necklace around his neck that went down to just above his large gut. The beads went from small at the back of his neck to the largest bead at the bottom of the necklace. He had thick dark brows, matching the thick slick hair along his back that went down the sides of his face, and into the moustache just above his thick lips. He had stubble along his chin below the moustache, with a slight goatee at the center of his chin the length and width of her index finger.
Airlia turned to David, "No matter how much you disagree with me, stay near David. I won't have you dying on my watch."
Dominico looked at her, doubt clearly coloring his voice, "If she has killed four before, then how can you possibly save me?"
Airlia rolled her eyes as Alistair said, "First off, it wasn't my sister who killed the other four, it was Dhoulmagus. Secondly, Airlia has revived some of the victims, but it doesn't reinstate the protection the heirs originally had. Thirdly, she said the scepter wants David's life, not yours." Airlia nodded to Alistair with a smile of thanks.
Angelo came over to them both, he knew instantly seeing Jessica possessed and in possible danger of having to fight everyone, he didn't want her hurt as he turned to Airlia, "How can we save her?"
Airlia seemed to think, "Get that scepter away would be a good start I'd think. But how to get it back to Trodain for resealing the scepter, without us becoming possessed is another matter entirely."
Airlia wanted to slap Dominico further as she witnessed him attacking David verbally when the boy was merely concerned with his welfare. She had to break that view of Dominico's before it claimed the servant's life. She saw David scuttle off from view as she nodded to Angelo, "Keep an eye on him to ensure he stays safe. Someone needs to be in view at all times of the boy." Angelo nodded as he ducked out to think of how to save his love, Jessica. He realized how Marcello felt about Airlia with that single realization. And yet, he knew the difference between he and his half-brother was how they went about their affections. Marcello demanded her love, demanded that they marry. Angelo wanted to woo Jessica, to gently show her how he felt for her. However, he knew she was a very independent woman who was promised to another by her mother. He hoped, however, with time that her mother Rosalind would allow her to break that unhappy union and be free to choose whom she loved. He had hoped that he would be able to marry the one he loved… Shaking his head from his reverie, he left the house to see David trying to feed a giant black dog.
Airlia walked outside while Draco had a chat with Dominico, knowing she would rail against him about David's treatment.Grotesque inside and out… She looked at the second floor of the home as she saw nothing impressive; the carpeting went from one end of the floor to the other, in a similar green to the robe that Dominico wore it had some sort of symbol designed in a lighter green at the edge where the bare stairs met the second floor. She saw two pots, one at each end of the second floor. Candles were lit all along the walls with a stone railing lining the whole of the second floor, hopefully to prevent one's fall. Unfortunately she saw a statue that she now recognized as Dominico standing right along the wall when you first come up the stairs, bearing down on you with one of his trademark overbearing looks. Shaking her head in disgust, she went down the stairs to the main floor. The main floor bore no resemblance to the upper floor as she saw the same green carpet with a gold trimming leading from the door to the stairs, wrapping around it. She saw bookshelves along the back in different alcoves. Angelic female statues were on either side of the door leading out, as she saw stained glass above the exit of the horrible mansion.
Going outside, she walked over to join Angelo as they watched the boy, with fear trying to give the big black dog food. Angelo spoke low to her, "How can that boy be the heir of a sage?"
She shook her head, "Much doesn't mesh, I'll agree. But Jess wasn't looking at Dominico; she was staring straight at David. However, with regards to the fear of this dog, even I feel it! The dog has a mean streak in him!"
He nodded, "I agree wholly there. What do we do then?"
She sighed, "Dominico will be having us run an errand for him undoubtedly. But I didn't stay for the details. However, I assume that whatever it is that he is looking he will keep David close under his thumb no matter how he belittles the boy. At least until we bring it to him…"
He nodded as she went over to David who tightly held the bowl in his quivering hands. "Here, try this David."
She smiled as she took the bowl, and giving the dog a stern look, she slipped it in before breaking the gaze. "If you show him you're not afraid and that he needs to respect you, it will help."
He gave her a weak smile. "That dog is so frightful, but I have to feed Sir Leopold."
Airlia nodded. "Bear with us David. I fear Dominico will have us run an errand for him. So I want you to stay as close to him as you can, please."
He nodded. "I will do that." Airlia hadn't wanted to admit it until they were away from David, but that dog in the cage was from her nightmares. She turned to see the others coming, but not before seeing a giant statue of Dominico on top of a fountain to the left of the house that was in the same pose as the one at the top of his stairs. Rolling her eyes, the pair walked over to Draco to find out what they needed to do to protect David effectively.
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