She turned off the jetpack, and while she fell, she clicked her arm bracelet and phased through the ceiling. Landing on a squat, just before Becky.
The moment she rose to her feet, Becky tossed her magazine away, and hugged Twin wings. Her half.
At the same time, they both said "What took you so long?" "Why did you not do a thorough check?"
Becky giggled. "I don't know how I messed up. The scanner showed no signs of life after he triggered the mine"
"I thought he died" her eyes glassed with sadness.
Twin wings crunched her forehead in disapproval “Why are you so emotional over our target? He is just a filthy man!"
"No, he is not... He has some good qualities" she softly spoke, yet contained an extraordinary amount of certainty. Or was it something deeper.
Twin wings thought 'He is sharp. But still, no one is more amazing than Master'
Twin wings countered "Really? Well, I think he is just a pervert!"
"No, he isn'
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Draven stood, knees fixed to the ground. Becky silently watched; a smile stretched her face. Soon, it diminished with complex emotions. Envy, bitterness and soon happiness settled; mushing her heart. She thought 'Yes, he is chasing me, not her!' Waiting for hours on the treetop, her impression of him, changed. For her heart truly softened by this resoluteness of his actions. 'How can he patiently wait for so long... He must be hungry!' just a she concluded; the grumble of his tummy echoed in the serenity of the forest. She sniffled her chuckle within her hands. She twisted her bangle and turned invisible. Draven turned his gaze to a nearby tree. ‘Huh? Maybe, it was just my imagination’ he thought. As his patience ran thin, he still pressed on. "Becky!! Becky! Please, come out! I’m really sorry! What can I do to make it up for you?" He shouted "I will do anything?" His words fell on deaf ears. Twin wings played games on her tablet
"Zeno! Where are you?" Draven shouted, searching the nearby tree. "Zeno! Zeno! Come out!" Becky shouted between her hands. Her nerves became more prominent in frustration. She whined "Baby, how long should we search for that wimp?" "A little longer" "Fine" she grunted; she dragged her feet further out. An hour later, "Zeno! Come out, you freaking bastard!" She wearily shouted. She sat on a rock, thought 'Hmm, why does the forest feel so empty? Where are the beasts??' She pressed her come on, and started texting her other half for help. Her face darkened, gnawed her teeth "Why aren't you replying?" and texted. *Ting* "Finally!" She flipped open her com’s tab. While reading the message, her eyebrows twitched; she slammed her fist against the tree "What does she mean by 'she won't help'?" "That bitch! Doesn't she know that I am the original?" She punched a crack on the rock.
Spoon repeatedly clashed against the bowl, Draven watched on, as Zeno eagerly scooped the soup into his mouth, and twirling the remaining noodles around his spoon and chewed. Zeno sighed, laid back on the truck, with a loop-side grin, smacking his lips. "Man, that was delicious!" Leaning against the stump, Draven said "Glad, you liked it!" Zeno stabbed the meat and the delectable meat melted in his mouth; his eyes turned into crescents. He released a soft moan. Slowly he forked another piece into his mouth and quietly chewed until there was none. "Again! Even this is good!" "Good. You must be joking?" Draven chuckled. "It obliviously has to be more than good!" "Yeah." Zeno said, the atmosphere became stiff with silence. Draven smirked; Zeno turned to sound of approaching footsteps. Becky smiled, waving a pack of neon blue card "Do you guys wanna play? I am bored!" Zeno said "Sure, I am up for a good game" and ri
"Okay, fine!" Zeno grunted and tossed a basic beast taming manual to the pile of cubes and cores, it rolled to the bottom. Draven’ eyebrows scrunched with an exaggerated stretch of worry. He said "Are you sure you want to use that as anker? This worth a million credits" "I don't care, I have many of these back home" Zeno rested his jaw on his knuckle, with a half-smile underneath his dimmed eyes. Peaking volumes of his reluctance Draven thought it was a good deal, since he always wanted to study other elite clan’s secret techniques. Solemn face, he confidently added his level 7 sword into the pot. "Since you are so generous, I would will gladly follow!" "Good" Zeno tilted his chin to a nod, his bled of his agreeing anguish; he coughed out his frustrations. "Are you okay?" Draven asked, acting concerned and tapped his back. "Yeah, I am fine" “Have this!" Draven handed him a beer can. Zeno gulped it down an
In the bleak silence of the forest, birds hushed themselves, as a suspicious stranger crept into the campsite, one foot at a time. A branch fell to the scampering squirrels, he hid behind a stump, with an ear out. False alarm, the elderlyman sighed and straightened his back"It is good thing these youngsters are still sleeping!" And dusted his purple robe. Waggling the silver badge clipped to his breast, reflecting the morning sun; projecting four stars on the ruddy soil. His almond-shaped eyes darted to the three tents, he muttered "Hmm, now which tent will that Brazantun kid would be in?” stroking his burnt beard, with fine remanets of wood chips. "It seems I have to make a guess" hethreaded to the third tent. Draven slumbered, she snuggled closer to his bare chest. Envious to the core, Vernon watched over them with a sour expression. His eyes narrowed; his scan detected a threat within their area. In Dra
Becky went to collect firewood; he lied on the mattress, holding his head within his palms, while he absorbed the content in the manual. His eyes swept through the words before his eyes closed in contemplation. His eyes fluttered open; a profound light shone from his tranquil, blue-jay eyes. “Who knew beast taming, can be so vast? Its almost contradicting the principles of science” Vernon popped next to his ear, and leaned a hand on his earlobe “Well, beast taming wasn’t very popular during my time period but it can be useful when cornered in all sides” “Draven, are you here?” Hearing Zeno’s voice, he shifted his gaze from the book “Hmm” Zeno waked inside, all the way to his bed. He took in a breath of air, said “Draven, uh I just want to say thanks” “For what?” Draven asked. “For saving me” “Whatever, it wasn’t a big deal” Draven turned back to his book, which Zeno recognized in an instant. Sniffing an o
Draven and Zeno hid behind a stone beside the banks of the lagoon, approximately hundred miles away. Eagerly, they waited; watching the small beasts swim, creating ripped around their outstretched heads, as they lazied under the warm sun. *Splash* They turned and gasped. A large reptile crawled up the bank, water dripped off its sea-green scales, as it gleaming menacingly, warding the little critters away. As it hissed out a long tongue, puffing clouds of smoke. Ducking closer into the stone, Draven said "Is that the one?" Zeno whispered. "Yes! That's the Great Salamander!" "So, are you confident in taming it?" Zeno asked, finding it foolhardy. Uncertain, he sombrely said "I don't know, I just want to test it out before I do to real thing!" "The real thing?" Zeno gave a once-over look. 'It this guy crazy? It is still dangerous to test it on a level six beast!' "Okay let's do it!" Draven folded his sleeves
"Yo bro, can you help me with this?" Draven said. Zeno rushed out of his rook, said with surprised tone "I guess, I stand corrected!" Draven chuckled "What are you blabbering about! Go and heal him!" and slapped his back. "Eh? If you do that, won't he strike back with vengeance" Zeno said, out of concern. Draven shot a stare to the beast below his feet. "Will you?" An oppressive force pushing his head to the floor. The Salamander groaned and sent a mental message. 'No, I won't!' Draven squatted down and patted its head, with a tranquil smile. "Then I will treat you well!" "Zeno, do you have any medicine?" Zeno said, looking through his stora