( Grayson's P.O.V )
A couple of hours later searching, we had finally found an Empire camp that had a couple of airships. We had found others before this one, but they didn't have any, making the job more and more tedious. There were about 5 tents, one which included the storage. There was also a shelter there. We hid in the trees. Before we began searching, we had Luke put on the set of mercenaries clothes Mia took. Me, Drake, and Mia all snook to the edge of the miniature Empire camp, with Armen watching our backs. After we had our position, Armen made his glow die down and flew inside. Luke went in with maps, which were ones that led to nowhere, but looked familiar enough to be believable.

'I still can't believe I'm actually trusting him...' I thought to myself full of regret.

( Luke's P.O.V )
As I walked into the mercenaries camp, I was immediately confronted by serval mercenaries, their blades drawn out.
"Who are you and what business do you have with us?"
I stood there.
'Fantastic! You know Grayson, you could have at least gave me something to tell them! Oh, no, pffh, you can figure it by then...' I thought to myself in a mimicking tone.
"My name...my n-name is Gavin. I mean no harm. I'm just a messenger for the Emperor. We apparently have news about the captors we had there recently." I answered.

'Well...okay maybe I can...' I thought quickly.
"Hmm...you sure don't look like a Gavin..." One of them trailed off.
"I've been told." I remarked. They looked at eachother and few murmurs were heard.
"Fine."

( Mia's P.O.V )

Once we were in the back of the camp, Drake was able to fire jet us up to the airship. We got on as quietly as we could, and started to pack things up. I peeked over and saw Luke with a crowd of mercenaries around him, but not attacking. I saw a small golden glow from one of the camps. As I was overlooking everything, I felt a hand press tightly against my mouth and pull me back from the edge. I looked behind me and saw a mercenary with his broadsword against my neck. In the corner of my eye, I saw Grayson and Drake being restrained aswell. Drake was pinned down on the floor by two of them, as Grayson was in the same situation as I.

"Try something funny and we kill the girl." I heard one of them say bitterly. The few other mercenaries that weren't holding us down starting going to rummage through our things.
They pulled out the Dragon Egg.
Grayson started to trash and make an attempt to get released from their grip. Immediately after the mercenary holding me down sliced off the bandage and gradually started to reopen my wound, blood beginning to trickle down. Grayson stopped instantly.
They smirked devilishly.

( Armen's P.O.V )
I flew around the camps very quietly and looked around for a way to distract them. I took a small look in one of the tents and saw two mercenaries inside sharpening their blades. I heard footsteps, tons of them, and I quickly and quietly flew up towards the top of the camp. They all walked past me, Luke included, but he gave me a small glance and nodded.

I saw them walk into a shack and I was able to get a small glimpse before the door closed. I saw a couple of barrels and a desk. I think I saw small bookshelves too, and when the door opened it smelled a strong way of ale, making me scrunch up. I decided to let Luke play his part of the plan, and I would play mine. I flew over to the storage to see it guarded by mercenaries in the back and front of the makeshift tent. I smirked.
"Sova." I chanted and soon all of their eyes got droopy, and one by one fell to the floor.

No one even came out to check, proving to me that they were not just idiots, but deaf too. I went inside and opened a chest. Flint and steel. Perfect. I turned into my human form and scratched them together repeatedly until the chest slowly caught on fire. I dropped the items and went back to my light spirit form. I took off some of their arrows and took them with me, making them invisible so that mercenaries wouldn't get suspicious. I flew out and peeked in the shack. Luke was surrounded by three mercenaries, most of them killed or knocked out cold. I sighed.

'Nice going. What'd you do this time?'

( Luke's P.O.V ) -When entering shelter-

The instant I entered the small wooden shelter they had set up, the smell of ale filled my nose. I looked around me and saw a couple of bookshelves and barrels filled with apples and carrots. A large desk was set in the back of the one room. All in all, it was like a makeshift wooden cabin. Probably literally. One of the mercenaries sat on the desk's chair. Two other mercenaries were at his side. Most of them left, while the rest stayed behind me, or just minding their own business and speaking quietly.
'He must have be the head of this camp...' I thought to myself.

"Well, then, Gavin is it? What is the information you have?" He asked me.
I gulped silently.
"Well...aren't you the head of this camp? According to the Emperor, introductions are necessary." I informed, trying to buy time.
He twitched.
"Hmph, so you're one full of manners?" He asked lazily.
"Afraid so." I answered.

"Fine. I suppose they are. My name is Easton. Can you now give us the information?"
"Right. Well our scripts were fortunately able to make a replica of the maps. This is apparently where our captors are headed." I explained and I took the maps out of the disguise's pockets. I handed them to him and he looked at them carefully.

"What? These don't lead to anywhere."
"The confusion can be confirmed for us aswell." I lied.
"Well what do they expect us to do? Go where this leads?!"
"You put some thought into that Mr. Obvious. I'm just a messenger."
He twitched again and took a deep breath.
"You alright? Am I hurting your feelings? You sensitive or something?" I questioned.
"Why you!-" He stood up.

'Fa-Thump!'

I held onto my fist as he fell to the ground knocked out cold. The mercenaries in the room immediately stopped their conversations and turned to the sudden noise.
The two in behind the head mercenary brought their swords out. They surrounded me and I stood up from where I was and brought out my katana. I saw a golden igniting glow in the corner of my eye watching us from the window.

I looked at him and felt my shoulders sag.
'Really? Really? You're just going to watch?'
Two mercenaries charged at me while some got their crossbows out. The others ran out only to be confronted by Armen and knocked out.

( Drake's P.O.V )
Grayson stopped struggling immediately and the mercenaries restraining us smirked evilly. My eyes suddenly closed without giving a warning.
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I open then again, and felt myself laughing creepily.

The mercenaries were gone.

I felt sore and a burning pain across my body. Additional cuts across my body aswell, not including the ones I had when I fought Aaron.

Mia and Grayson were looking at me in astounded shock and pure worry.
Grayson was covered in even more bruises, and wielding the reminisce of the Firey Sword. The cuts and gashes he had were more so...
Fresh ones.

"I want moorree..." I heard myself say.
I continued to laugh and held my stomach from it happening nonstop.
"I want more death!" I then recognized the voice. A voice that had always sent chills up my spine.
The tint that covered the corner of my eyes was now gone, and I felt in control of myself again. I stopped laughing in an instant and looked around. I felt the handle of a sword and something on my face. I looked down at the weapon.

It was drenched in red.
My eyes widen and I immediately dropped it, as I backed up.
"Drake...?" I heard Mia ask cautiously. I whipped my direction over to her. I held my hand up and took off whatever was on my cheek. I started to shake furiously.

Blood was what was on me.

'You see that? That's the monster you'll become. You best keep your distance mortal. Or something...VERY unfortunate could happen to them.'
I reached the back of the airship and dropped to the floor, holding my knees.

'You wouldn't want that to happen now? Soon you'll become my new puppet. You are quite the fun one to play around wi-'

"Shut up!" I yelled.
I felt an extreme pain and I held my hands around my head -where the pain came from. I grunted.

'DO NOT DARE INTERRUPT ME BOY!'
The pain and overwhelming discomfort got stronger with each word he said.
'Good.'
I felt arms wrap around my back and weight on me. I jumped and looked up at who it was. I saw a tuff of jet black hair.
"Why are you even-"
"It wasn't you." Armen reassured.

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Oh! And by the way! If you haven't noticed yet, I actually changed my username! It shows for me anyway...
So yeah thought you'd need to know...Also! Finally updated! May be overflowing with typos...