“How long until we get there?” Draven asked, gasping for breath.
“Don’t be a whiny child,” Elena snapped back. “And by the way, which one of you wanted to see a pretty lady, huh? Shouldn’t you be patient enough to see something that brings you pleasure?”
Draven rolled his eyes. It was so critical of Elena to bring up past discussions that didn’t favour her whenever she wanted to make a point. He didn’t have a problem with it, except that they had been walking for such a long time and he was sincerely tired. How hard was it to get to some persons who would help them get the map? Of course, he won’t voice it out just yet, since Leo was kind enough to take the words right out of his mouth.
“Don’t you think we should have met this person by now? He asked.
Elena shot him a glare. “We’ve only been walking for two hours.”
“Only?” Leo asked, his tone higher than usual. “Only? My god, I’m wasting my breath talking to you like this. I get that you’re very strong and all that, but if you hadn’t noticed, we’ve been walking for two hours with no rest!”
Draven’s throat suddenly felt parched, his legs weak. He hadn’t even realized that they hadn’t stopped for water or food or rest until Leo mentioned it.
“I’m so thirsty that I could drink your blood right now,” Leo added.
Elena shook her head, not even slowing down to give them an answer or acknowledge them. This pissed Draven off, but he was too tired to act on it. Once again, Leo came to his rescue. He stopped and reached out a hand to Draven to stop him, too. Elena walked for a short distance before she realized that she could no longer hear their steps behind her. She hissed and turned to face them.
“What?”
“Oh, now you can give us attention?” Leo snapped back.
She rolled her eyes and walked towards them. “Can you just stop being so whiny so we can get there in time?”
Leo scoffed. “Whiny?”
“He’s not being whiny,” Draven added. “We need to stop and rest. This could be a day’s journey; we can’t reach there in one day.”
“Of course we can,” Elena said, glancing at him. “My friend just lives with someone around. We should be able to get there in an hour.”
“An hour?” Draven screeched. “One more hour of not resting or eating?” He shook his head. “Nope. We need water, at least.”
Leo exhaled a sigh of relief now that Draven was finally supporting his move. Elena glared at both of them, but somehow he felt like the glare was directed at him specifically. Draven brushed it aside and focused on the matter at hand—their rest. When Elena saw that her glare hadn’t hit the mark as usual, she groaned and reached for her backpack.
“What’s in there?” Leo asked, intrigued. “A surprise we’re not ready for?”
She laughed. It was unexpected and startling. Draven noticed she was being careful with the pack when she brought a long covered bottle. She thrust it into Leo’s hand and said, “There, you can have a little water.”
Leo stared at her in shock while she arranged her bag pack on her back. He held up the water bottle in the air like it was some offensive little stack.
“You had this all along?” he asked.
“Yup, and you did not see me take one sip,” she answered.
“You’re obviously showing off your skills.” Draven snatched the water from Leo and took a deep gulp. “Nevertheless, we’re going to take a short break.” He passed the water back to Leo, who took a series of small sips.
Elena groaned. “You’ve had water now, so we don’t have to wait any longer.”
“A thirty-minute break would be fine, no?” Draven asked.
“No,” Elena said. “Ten minutes.”
“Twenty,” Draven said.
“Fifteen, and that’s the last of it. No more negotiations.”
Leo and Draven smiled at each other. They had gotten what they wanted. Leo brought out a long blanket from his bag and spread it on the floor. Draven made a note to not ask any of them how they managed to carry such weight with them. He made a mental note to get some supplies for himself too, if he had the opportunity to. The both of them lay down on the blanket while Elena stalked off into the woods.
“Where are you going?” Leo called after her.
“I’m going to survey the grounds!” she said and stalked off.
Leo huffed and relaxed in his blanket. The grounds were hard and rocky, but at least they could relax for a bit. They were quiet for a while before Leo popped on his elbow.
“Do you know where she’s gone?”
“Nope,” Draven answered.
“She’s so antsy and upset all the time. I can’t stand her antagonism sometimes.”
Draven laughed. “She’s a girl. What did you expect?” His eyes were shiny as he looked at the way Elena had disappeared into. “I suggest you not take it personally.”
“Yeah right.”
“We better wait and appreciate this little time before she pops in here and starts commanding us to start moving.”
They laughed it off and then passed the water between each other before finally staying put. They didn’t want to drink too much and then get tired on the way. After some time, they looked up at the incoming footsteps.
“She’s here finally,” Leo said. “What do you think of her?”
Draven arched his eyebrows at Leo. “What I have always thought, Leo. We need her help.”
Elena finally came out with a broad smile on her face. Draven and Leo stood up while Leo packed his blanket into his bag.
“Boys,” Elena said. “I have good news.”
“Yeah?” Draven asked.
“Yeah. My friend is closer than we thought.” She arched her hands towards the sky. “There she is.”
Just as they looked upward, darkness spanned the sky.
Draven peered at the sky. He realized then that evening had come, but because of Elena’s power. She was able to manipulate the elements just a little more than what it was. Now darkness panned over them, starless and close. It felt as though he would be able to reach it if he just stood just a bit.“What are you doing?” Leo asked.Draven looked down from the sky to her. Yes, what was she doing? Her smile was maniacal, almost like she had these whole things planned inside her head and she couldn’t wait for them to hear it.“My friend would be required to speak with Draven alone,” Elena said and looked pointedly at Leo. ‘If you can just give us a moment.”Leo peered around her shoulders and saw only the dark woods behind her, which seemed to turn darker each second. “I don’t see any friends of yours.”Draven felt wrong, but he didn’t exactly know where the feeling came from, or its purpose. Naturally, seeing Elena’s powers were not exactly charming, yet it felt as though there was somet
Draven ran into the woods, the sound of his heartbeat louder than his own breathing. He vaguely wondered if she would run after him, if she could track him. The whole night had ended too fast, too dramatic. The effect of her fake night was beginning to wear off. It was difficult to hide in the daylight, but easier at night. If she raised the effect, it would still be dark, but not as pitch black and starless as it was.Draven touched trees as he slowly made his way around and continued to run in slow patches. Damn that girl. She had killed Leo, and it could have been him. It could have been him. He stopped for a moment and bent over, his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breathing.“The bag,” he whispered to himself. “The map.”He had nothing. All he knew was that Leo had disappeared into thin air and he had quickly fled the scene. Elena had stared too long at the damage, at the air where he disappeared. She had brushed it aside as a mistake, and was ready to focus on Draven
The monster turned away from Draven. It seemed impressed that it had more prey than usual, and a startling number at that. Six of them. Six players. Draven knew this by their outfits, and the way they stood. They were probably a gang, he mused. They might have heard him and the monster and came to have their own pound of flesh, so he dare not imagine that they had come for him, to save him.“What do we have here?" one of the players hooted. “Been long since we saw one of these.”“And with a player at that,” another hooted.“A level one player,” the first one countered the second one. “He doesn’t look like he would last long here.”“Doesn’t he?” A third player stepped forward and brought out his weapon. “Why don’t we try it out, hmm?”The monster stepped away from Draven noiselessly, like it was floating in the air. He had recognized their new company as a threat and had considered taking them out. Draven leaned up on his elbows and moved back a bit, creating more distance between the
He woke up with a start. Draven touched his chest to see if he was alive. After confirming that he was indeed alive, he took in his surroundings. He was still in that damned forest, and the dead bodies of the players were no longer there. Maybe they had vanished. He wondered if that wasn’t the case, if he had simply walked on until he fainted out of distress. After all, he hadn’t rested for hours and his memory felt fuzzy.Groaning, he stood up. His back hurt, his whole body hurt. Draven stretched out his arms and his sides, then his back. It felt good. He craned his neck from side to side in an attempt to stretch it; the crack he heard left a satisfying feeling within him.[System activated. Welcome, Draven.]Draven stood upright. He vaguely remembered that he had reached level two the night before. He’d killed those two people-in self defense, of course, and he had his XP increased. He was sure of it, even though his memory felt vague due to all those strained activities the night b
There was a cracking sound, like metal on stone. Draven’s head and brain were a mess, so he did not immediately process what the noise was. It took several long minutes and the continuation of the noisy metal on stone for him to finally realize that it was actually a sword grinding on a stone. Only a sword could grind and make such a high pitched sound. He wouldn't have continued lying down there if his body hadn’t automatically tensed, ready to spring. In one second, he jerked up from his sleeping position; his action was more instinct than concern. His brain was still fuzzy, but he processed his thoughts as quickly as possible. Draven knew now that this was a virtual video game and it was so very brutal. For all he knew, someone might be sharpening that sword to kill him.“Welcome, Mr. Draven.”He jerked around, startled. He hadn’t even processed where the noise had come from, much less behind him. Now he could see that it was his virtual sword trainer, but his brain was still fuzzy
On the second day, Draven learned archery. It came as a surprise to him when Master woke him yet again and handed him some arrows and a bow. The bow was pretty weak, probably not strong enough to hit its mark.“What matters is not the equipment, but your skill and aim,” Master said at the confused look on Draven’s face.Draven sat up and held the arrow and bow in one hand, examining it. “What is this?”“We will be learning archery today.”“No more swords?"“Don’t you know? Have you not been notified?”“Notified of what?”Master watched him, saying nothing. He didn’t have to say anything at that moment, because then Draven heard the system whirring within him.[Congratulations, your training has earned you a few skill points.][Skills unlocked: None.][Skill points earned: 5][Experience: 70/300][Points earned will enable you to learn more skills that are not on the charts.]Draven sat up. It didn’t take him long to process the information; his brain had been super active these days,
It took a while for Leo to notice him, and when he did he screamed. Draven abandoned the jar in his hand and rushed to cover Leo’s mouth with his hand.“Shut the hell up,” he said. “You’re going to wake up some ghosts.”Leo pulled back away from him and pointed a shaky finger at him. “You’re a ghost!”Draven scoffed with a laugh. “Are you serious right now? You’re the one who died right in front of me and disappeared.’“Oh.” Leo coughed self-consciously and cleared his throat. He dusted some imaginary dust off his shoulder. “Yes, I did die.”“So like, are you the ghost?”“No! I thought you died too! I was sure she would have killed you immediately if she killed me.”“I escaped before she could do anything,” Draven said. “And I’ve been barely alive since then.”“What happened?”“Man, a lot of things have happened. I’m at level two now.”They looked at each other, examining one another. Finally, Leo burst into a laugh and Draven joined him. They hugged each other, as brief as a hug can
Leo watched the scene, slowly taking in everything. Draven moved fast, picking up his things that were abandoned on the ground. There were broken bits of arrows, the bent shape of the bow, bits of shattered stones that Draven had worked with, the upturned rocks that lay about.“Was this where you did your training?” Leo asked.“Yeah,” Draven replied. "But the Master is not around.”“He’s not around?”“He’s gone. I don’t know where he’s gone to; probably back to where he came from.”“And where did he come from?”“I told you it was a virtual trainer, Leo. Where else would he have come from?”Leo smiled, but the smile disappeared as soon as he saw Draven’s sword lying against the bark of a tree. Draven picked it up and sheathed it, then hung it by his side.“Whoa!” Leo exclaimed. “That’s one big weapon. And it looks quite sharp!”“It is sharp.” Draven motioned to the broken wood and stones and rocks about. “How did you think I was able to break all this rock hard stuff?”Leo managed to r