Hid it
When you sure to end it, end it with a threat.
Ji hon froze.
" Now where the map?"
It was Nov period of the year. The heavy snow fall only seem in get in the way of the travellers. The rasing of the sun on the ice aged mountain giving a shine of crystals.
Ice underneath caves melted away.
The taste of alcohol was like a punishment of an unmotivated ride. Where the other gangs walked with a bored hostile expression.
Many seem to have run from the clutch of the king who kills without any reasonable order. Only to strike submission to all.
Xelkor ride on his horse creature that was made out for potion. Ignoring the scrutinized looks.
" Is that Sero?" But nor could answer as nor has seen the face of the Fang leader. Living Xelkor a save of his saliva.
Other leaders didn't seem to believe. As long they keep their paws no one would be losing blood.
" Are you Sero?" The buzzing of the wings and d the sweet feminine voice of the made Xelkor exchange glance with Vorzul.
The latter smiled and Xelkor gave a weak smile. Dismissing the brother off rather politely but Vorzul seem to scorn with a dark face. In Pleadian land isn't rather easy to make an enemy.
Xelkor was a brother that more for a male and not for another brother. Thinking of men.
Xelkor was more interested in types like Ji hon who forgot they aren't weak if they ignore their fears.
His eyes drift to a rather heavy bags the new members of fangs carried and he had a beautiful smile that captivated Vorzul attention.
The Pleadian were rather welcoming that then the rumors as described them.
" This way."
Every leader of every cult and guild were leaded to the inter world of the Pleadian.
It was beautiful. They were beautiful with their sliver length hair, tall bodies long pointed ears and the eyes.
Would Ji hon fell from them?
Xelkor glare was intense attracting the attention of a guard. Xelkor flashed him a charming smile but the guard didn't even waste another second looking at him.
In comparison to their brothers. Xelkor was more of a lanky rough looking fellow.
Vorzul stare was intense enough to attract Xelkor attention. Vorzul flashed a charming smile but Xelkor smile faded away.
He wasn't interested in Mantis. He was never an insect person.
The more they venture the more this place captivated Xelkor. It was too peaceful too novelly.
Then he smelled blood, he smelled grief helplessness and hatred. Looks like even the great Pleadian can't escape the Prilosec.
" Halt."
They all stop due not all showed pleasant looks to the command.
Before then was a green house in a glass house about a 1000 decale widen and 5000 decale long.
It has a stairs and a intimating door of gold .
The leaders were about to go up but was stopped with the guards speard. Their face changed dramatically.
If fear wasn't always considered. They might have fought but it would be suicidal . So they could only grit teeth in humiliation.
" You." Xelkor who was enough to start making a tent froze.
.
" Me?"
" Yes. Take your luggage with you."
?!
" Our priest which to meet you." The guard bowned slightly but it was more to the luggage than to xelkor.
" Okay..."
The door was shut under the hateful eyes. It's illusion outside didn't seem to rub in the inside.
" No green, no live , no mother tree." It leaves only darkness.
It was terrifying with the heavy death energy. The Pleadian morher tree is gone.
The Pleadian are dying.
There was a thud that attracted Xelkor attention to the old man that was kneeling to the ground and bowing to the lunggagrs.
Xelkor shift from the luggage and indeed the priest of the luggage to the unconscious Ji hin.
" Please... Save us."
At that moment a formation seem to be lifted and it revealed a door. A shimmer golden door.
" This..." This was the rift." Xelkor attention went back to the priest.
.
In Pleadian land isn't rather easy to make an enemy.
Xelkor was a brother that more for a male and not for another brother. Thinking of men.
Xelkor was more interested in types like Ji hon who forgot they aren't weak if they ignore their fears.
His eyes drift to a rather heavy bags the new members of fangs carried and he had a beautiful smile that captivated Vorzul attention.
The Pleadian were rather welcoming that then the rumors as described them.
" This way."
Every leader of every cult and guild were leaded to the inter world of the Pleadian.
It was beautiful. They were beautiful with their sliver length hair, tall bodies long pointed ears and the eyes.
Would Ji hon fell from them.
Xelkor glare was intense attracting the attention of a guard. Xelkor flashed him a charming smile but the guard didn't even waste another second looking at him.
In comparison to their brothers. Xelkor was more of a lanky rough looking fellow.
Vorzul stare was intense enough to attract Xelkor attention. Vorzul flashed a charming smile but Xelkor smile faded away.
He wasn't interested in Mantis. He was never an insect person.
The more they venture the more this place captivated Xelkor. It was too peaceful too novelly.
Then he smelled blood, he smiled grief helplessness and hatred. Looks like even the great Pleadian can't escape the Prilosec.
" Halt."
They all stop due not all showed pleasant looks to the command.
Before then was a green house in a glass house about a 1000 decale widen and 5000 decale long.
It has a stairs and a intimating door of gold .
The leaders were about to go up but was stopped with the guards speard. Their face changed dramatically.
If fear wasn't always considered. They might have fought but it would be suicidal . So they could only grit teeth in humiliation.
" You." Xelkor who was enough to start making a tent froze.
.
" Me?"
" Yes. Take your luggage with you."
?!
" Our priest which to meet you." The guard bowned slightly but it was more to the luggage than to xelkor.
" Okay..."
The door was shut under the hateful eyes. It's illusion outside didn't seem to rub in the inside.
" No green, no live , no mother tree." It leaves only darkness.
It was terrifying with the heavy death energy. The Pleadian morher tree is gone.
The Pleadian are dying.
There was a thud that attracted Xelkor attention to the old man that was kneeling to the ground and bowing to the lunggagrs.
Xelkor shift from the luggage and indeed the priest of the luggage to the unconscious Ji hin.
" Please... Save us."
At that moment a formation seem to be lifted and it revealed a door. A shimmer golden door.
" This..." This was the rift." Xelkor attention went back to the priest.
.
.
.
Ji hon woke up.
Water drips. Pain from wounds.
Ji hon was covered in his own blood.
He can't be on heaven. Right?
[ You are still alive.]
...
[ Keep ignoring my existence this would keep on happening.]
" Where."
[ The gate.]
"... Eh."
" You were killed and toss thoroughly the gate.
"The rift." He frown.
[ Yes.]
Lies but Ji hon doesn't know.
" He didn't eat me..."
Ji hon held his head and groan. The drakness around seem to peeled off in broken pieces.
Then the scene changed.
[ Host ready to meet the leads.]
Ji hon expression tenses.
" I can't do it."
[ That wasn't an option host.]
[ You will do so or either you and I would cease to exist.]
[ Remember host this is only moment and a fleeting scene. Don't screw up.]
Or...
" You..."
Ji hon paused his lips. His eyes were green his wounds were gone but he couldn't still feel the pain.
His blonde hair was combed neatly .
" Jaxon Buell. Miss Marianne request for your present." The earphones screached making Ji hon frown.
" Deline."
But Marianne banged into the room already.
" It unruled for a pregnant and engaged woman to barge into another man room in the middle of the nig... Marianne, what happened?!"
The heavily pregnant woman suddenly hugged him. Jaxon no matter how he hated her couldn't pushed her away.
He gently patted her back and then pulled her away softly. Jaxon crack a joke.
" Your Pleadian husband might burn steam if he saw you hugging me."
" He wouldn't."
" How confident."
" Jaxon... I need your help."
" This." Jaxon eyes widen at the crystal like liquid in the tube. He stared at Marianna and noticed something off about her.
Her breath felt weak and her eyes seem to enlarged with her body temperature lower that before.
" Help me hid it."
" Why?"