Inktober: STAR - 10/8/18
"HALT!"
The man whipped around, jaw slightly open. He turned to run the opposite direction, but another guard stopped him in his tracks.
"Well, well, well," the captain mused, smirking happily. "After all this time, I've finally found you: Felas Shadowstepper." Two more guards rushed around and grabbed him gruffly by the arms, holding him in place. "There's quite a bounty on your head, Felas. A hundred gold pounds. Triple that if you're alive."
The man gulped. "You won't be able to capture me," he said quietly, as though trying to assure himself. "They call me Shadowstepper for a reason. I'm quite good at getting out of places unseen."
"Unfortunately for you," said the captain, reaching into his jacket pocket, "we've got some magic on our side." He withdrew a delicate crystal decanter, a cork in the top and shining liquid inside.
The man's eyes bulged. "Is that—?"
"Yes," I nodded, "an Entalian Stargate."
The captain grinned. "Never would've thought of it without him," he gestured to me. "See his face? Remember it. Remember it as the man who locked you up for the rest of your life."
Felas' eyes met mine. And then he grinned. "Actually, I'll remember it as the one who set me free."
The captain's smile faded. He raised the vial, its light shining even brighter as the clouds overhead parted, the stars shining down. He smashed it on the ground at the man's feet, and brilliant smoke poured out, surrounding Felas, his captors backing away quickly.
"Don't you know what I am?" Felas chuckled to himself as the cloud grew denser around him. "I'm a Moon-Elf. I invented the Stargate." The cloud burst, the shockwave knocking each of the guards to the ground. Except me, as I'd already hit the deck. I'd done my research. "Thank you," Felas whispered as he sprinted off into the night.
I hurried off after him, knowing my fate would be much worse than his.
The man whipped around, jaw slightly open. He turned to run the opposite direction, but another guard stopped him in his tracks.
"Well, well, well," the captain mused, smirking happily. "After all this time, I've finally found you: Felas Shadowstepper." Two more guards rushed around and grabbed him gruffly by the arms, holding him in place. "There's quite a bounty on your head, Felas. A hundred gold pounds. Triple that if you're alive."
The man gulped. "You won't be able to capture me," he said quietly, as though trying to assure himself. "They call me Shadowstepper for a reason. I'm quite good at getting out of places unseen."
"Unfortunately for you," said the captain, reaching into his jacket pocket, "we've got some magic on our side." He withdrew a delicate crystal decanter, a cork in the top and shining liquid inside.
The man's eyes bulged. "Is that—?"
"Yes," I nodded, "an Entalian Stargate."
The captain grinned. "Never would've thought of it without him," he gestured to me. "See his face? Remember it. Remember it as the man who locked you up for the rest of your life."
Felas' eyes met mine. And then he grinned. "Actually, I'll remember it as the one who set me free."
The captain's smile faded. He raised the vial, its light shining even brighter as the clouds overhead parted, the stars shining down. He smashed it on the ground at the man's feet, and brilliant smoke poured out, surrounding Felas, his captors backing away quickly.
"Don't you know what I am?" Felas chuckled to himself as the cloud grew denser around him. "I'm a Moon-Elf. I invented the Stargate." The cloud burst, the shockwave knocking each of the guards to the ground. Except me, as I'd already hit the deck. I'd done my research. "Thank you," Felas whispered as he sprinted off into the night.
I hurried off after him, knowing my fate would be much worse than his.
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