By Jack Pinemonkey

Copyright (c) 2001 Jack Pinemonkey


Chapter 5



            "Where do you think Sin is going?" asked Trick.


            "I don't have a clue. We should get back to the Bracketts."




            Magus stepped through the smashed gates of Haven, the Brackett's largest town.


            "What happened?" asked Trick.




            It looked like a warzone. All the major buildings were leveled. The people inside crushed. There were remains of the blade creatures that Trick and Magus had encountered earlier. The streets were covered with blood. Magus walked through the carnage to where the Council had once stood. On top of the rubble was a man. He was dressed in red and had a yellow scarf around his neck. He turned to Magus and Trick. His eyes, Trick saw, were wide  and his pupils abnormally small from the intake of horror.


            "No," said Magus,"You don't have anything to do with this, do you?"


            The man shook his head. He jumped down from the rubble.


            "I don't even know what happened or where I am. Where is Schala, and what are you doing here?"


            "Where'de you come from?" asked Magus.


            "Do you guys know each other?" asked Trick.


            "He is my brother," confirmed Magus.


            "One minute I was in Slyn, the next I was here lying on the ground."


            "I don't know how you got here but you are lucky you didn't fall victim to Sin," said Magus.


            "Sin, the owner of the Ark?."


            "How would you know the Ark has an owner?" questioned Trick suspiciouly.


            "I don't know. Who are you?"


            "I am Trick."


            "Oh, I am Teel."


            "We've got to let the Vice-Council members know about this loss," said Magus.



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