The Party

Michael

Lianna was taking forever to get ready. Sometimes my girlfriend is just slow, but, hey, I love her to death and I just have to put up with it now and then. I had been ready for almost an hour while Lianna had just finished bathing. I sighed and sat on the couch and began writing in my journal.

December 12, ????

It was nice of Ezzy to throw this party for me and Lianna. Something smells fishy about it, but I haven't hooked onto to it yet. Hah, I make horrible puns even in writing. I'm still waiting for Lianna to finish getting ready and I'm getting bored. I might just warp to the party and tell everyone what's going on. Well, on second thought, nah, I won't. She'd be ,ad if I ditched her. Oh! Finally! Lianna just said she's ready. Well, I'll write more later. Michael, out.

"It's about time," I said, "I've been waiting for an hour." Lianna smiled a devious grin. Uh-oh..., I thought. Something was about to happen, and I wasn't going to like it.

"Well," she said sarcastically, "I did forget to put my hair in braids..." I widened my eyes.

"No!" I said, "Please, we need to leave. Don't take up any more time." Lianna smiled again, this time more playful. I sat up and got a better look at her. She was beautiful. The dress she was wearing sparkled in the light of my lanterns. She had combed her hair to perfection and her eyes shone like a million stars. I smiled and held out my hand. She accepted it and stepped closer to me, kissing me quickly, while her cheeks held a light pink color. I ran my fingers through her hair and smiled even more.

"I found a better way to warp you with me. Better than a dagger slice or bite...", I soothed with a love dove sort of tone. She looked at me questioningly. Then, I kissed her then warped us to the party. We somehow ended up on the stage in a Tavern located in Hyarroc with everyone watching for us. When we appeared, kissing, they all laughed and smiled. Looking at Lianna, I could clearly see her blush, which was now covering her face. I pulled away then looked around the room. Nearly half the Agency was there! I waved to everyone then led Lianna off the stage to where Ezzy and Kyara were sitting at a table. Lianna and I sat and Ezreck launched into conversation.

"We've got sentries posted everywhere and scouts to report to us if any Deathling activity becomes violent in our direction.", he muttered to me. I nodded and waved two fingers at Jolt, who was across the room trying to get the jukebox figured out. He held two thumbs up and smiled. I mouthed "Blocks" and he nodded. He slid a disc onto the player and music started playing. Other members of the Agency began to get up and dance. I knew Lianna wasn't a dancer, so I didn't say anything. I got up and talked to a few other Agents for about fifteen minutes when a cut off shout echoed through the room. Suddenly about twenty Deathlings burst into the room. Every Agent, knowing not to panic, drew their weapons and charged the Deathlings. I warped over to Lianna then quickly bit down on her shoulder, warped her back to the house, then warped back to the fight.

I looked around then found Kyara locked in combat. I came up behind the Deathling and stabbed it from behind. The pitiful being crumbled to dust and Kyara nodded her thanks and went to help another Agent. An arrow flew into my arm and I looked towards the direction it came from. A Deathling archer had shot an arrow at me. I chanted a small spell and a ball of light appeared in my hand. I threw it at the Deathling sniper and it hit him, sending the dust flying in all directions. I ripped the arrow out of my arm and used my left hand to fight.

Suddenly, the fighting stopped. There was an eerie silence as I searched around the room for any of our dead. The other Agents were in a shock. If the Deathlings were able to get in, I thought, Then that means sentries are dead and Scouts weren't able to get here in time.

"Damien! Luke! Go search for dead sentries. There has to be at least three or four.", I yelled. I continued to give out various instructions to other Agents then walked around the Tavern for any dead that were killed in the Deathling attack. I stopped in my tracks as soon as I found the only body on the floor. It was Jolt.

Jolt lay there on the floor, not breathing. He had been skewered with a sword, by the look of it. My best medic, Jolt, was dead. I fell to my knees and layed my hands on his chest. I stayed calm and chanted the wound-healing spell. The light appeared on my palm and then transferred to the stab. The hole in his stomach slowly sealed itself together and I watched, determined to heal my best medic.

"Ez! Get Jolt over to the main base. I can't heal him now, I'm too tired from the fight. If I tried, I'd die.", I yelled out. Ezreck shouted his agreement back and rushed over. He grabbed Jolt and picked him up, carrying him out of the room. I yelled to the other Agents, telling them to go home or back to headquarters. As the Agents piled out, I sat there on the stage and pondered on what had just taken place. Sentries were dead, Jolt was wounded, and I had a bleeding arrow wound. Better go home, I thought to myself as I warped back to the house.

"I'm gonna be in a Void lot of trouble with Lianna when she sees this arrow wound...", I said to myself as I traveled home through the dark expanse of the Void.

End