get you back,” he said. “We don’t want anyone getting worried about you.”
“Worried about me? People should be worried … I’ve been drugged!” exclaimed Ethan.
“No you weren’t, Ethan. I just said that so you’d hear me out. Most people panic and run out to the streets before listening to the whole explanation. Then I have to go and track them down, and by that time …”
“Wait, so you haven’t drugged me?”
“Wegnel has his tricks and I have mine. It’s been over five minutes … do you feel like you’re going to pass out?”
Ethan thought for a moment and then shook his head.
MacArthur motioned him over to the chair. Ethan sat down once again. Dimon was brought over to Ethan, and the Oroborus slowly removed its fangs from its tail. Ethan was expecting to see a chewed-up nub, but instead was presented with an array of colors on a plume-shaped tail. Dimon quickly sank his teeth into Ethan’s arm; he didn’t have time to resist or flinch.
“Waking, sleeping, dreaming …” he heard MacArthur whisper. “I will see you again soon … Ethan Wright.”
Ethan winced from the sting and entered into darkness again. Time took him. He felt as if he was falling again. Much like last time, as soon as he could not bear it anymore, he awoke.
Ethan once again felt groggy. He glanced around and realized he was in the old hut with the devices that were half taken apart. He looked to the window and it was nighttime again. He saw Loki on the table, licking his wound. Auren was sitting in the comfy chair starting to doze off. Realizing that Ethan had returned, he jumped with a snort.
“Ethan! You’re back — you ok? That was so wild, if you didn’t show up I was gonna have ol’ Wegnel’s neck!”
“Yeah, I’m ok … I’m just a bit tired actually; we must have been out almost all night,” replied Ethan.
Auren looked at him, confused. “Ah … you’ve only been gone for maybe … five minutes — you sure you’re ok?”
“Yeah, I feel ok, where’s Wegnel?” asked Ethan.
Just then, Wegnel came in with his tattered clothing on and his tufts of hair all about. He looked much different than his other self, indeed. Wegnel spotted Ethan and smiled.
“So you delivered the satchel then, and how did I look? Well I presume, I always hear that I look in much better shape than myself, and I always say that it is because I take such good care of myself and if it were not for me we would both be dead. I always say if he doesn’t stop being so loony all the time he’s going to find himself decapitated. Where do you think that would leave me? I’ll tell you where that would leave me, losing all my marbles that’s where,” babbled Wegnel in his normal long-winded conversation with himself.
“It went fine … Wegnel,” replied Ethan.
“I knew it would, Ethan,” smiled Wegnel.
Auren looked up quickly and said, “Don’t you mean Wegnel the Alchemist? ”
Ethan looked at him and shook his head, letting Auren know he should drop the subject. For some unknown reason, Wegnel ignored Auren’s comment. He continued rambling about how much better-looking he was than his other self.
“Well, you boys better get going then. Ethan, I will keep Loki here tonight and bring him over tomorrow morning — best if he rests up for now. Fighting lycanthrope is not an easy business you know — having slain many before, Ivy likes to rest afterwards for a day or so,” rambled Wegnel.
“Maybe after she ate a lycanthrope …” muttered Auren.
Wegnel shot Auren a dirty look, and the boys took this as their sign to leave. Ethan gave Loki some affection before exiting. Loki nodded his head letting Ethan know he would be fine. The two boys left the hut and headed home.
Chapter 8
Green Goop
That night Ethan lay awake in bed thinking about his experience at Wegnel’s hut. Unable to sleep, he lit the lantern and noticed the old map rolled up on his nightstand. He unrolled it and began to study it carefully.
“Worried about me? People should be worried … I’ve been drugged!” exclaimed Ethan.
“No you weren’t, Ethan. I just said that so you’d hear me out. Most people panic and run out to the streets before listening to the whole explanation. Then I have to go and track them down, and by that time …”
“Wait, so you haven’t drugged me?”
“Wegnel has his tricks and I have mine. It’s been over five minutes … do you feel like you’re going to pass out?”
Ethan thought for a moment and then shook his head.
MacArthur motioned him over to the chair. Ethan sat down once again. Dimon was brought over to Ethan, and the Oroborus slowly removed its fangs from its tail. Ethan was expecting to see a chewed-up nub, but instead was presented with an array of colors on a plume-shaped tail. Dimon quickly sank his teeth into Ethan’s arm; he didn’t have time to resist or flinch.
“Waking, sleeping, dreaming …” he heard MacArthur whisper. “I will see you again soon … Ethan Wright.”
Ethan winced from the sting and entered into darkness again. Time took him. He felt as if he was falling again. Much like last time, as soon as he could not bear it anymore, he awoke.
Ethan once again felt groggy. He glanced around and realized he was in the old hut with the devices that were half taken apart. He looked to the window and it was nighttime again. He saw Loki on the table, licking his wound. Auren was sitting in the comfy chair starting to doze off. Realizing that Ethan had returned, he jumped with a snort.
“Ethan! You’re back — you ok? That was so wild, if you didn’t show up I was gonna have ol’ Wegnel’s neck!”
“Yeah, I’m ok … I’m just a bit tired actually; we must have been out almost all night,” replied Ethan.
Auren looked at him, confused. “Ah … you’ve only been gone for maybe … five minutes — you sure you’re ok?”
“Yeah, I feel ok, where’s Wegnel?” asked Ethan.
Just then, Wegnel came in with his tattered clothing on and his tufts of hair all about. He looked much different than his other self, indeed. Wegnel spotted Ethan and smiled.
“So you delivered the satchel then, and how did I look? Well I presume, I always hear that I look in much better shape than myself, and I always say that it is because I take such good care of myself and if it were not for me we would both be dead. I always say if he doesn’t stop being so loony all the time he’s going to find himself decapitated. Where do you think that would leave me? I’ll tell you where that would leave me, losing all my marbles that’s where,” babbled Wegnel in his normal long-winded conversation with himself.
“It went fine … Wegnel,” replied Ethan.
“I knew it would, Ethan,” smiled Wegnel.
Auren looked up quickly and said, “Don’t you mean Wegnel the Alchemist? ”
Ethan looked at him and shook his head, letting Auren know he should drop the subject. For some unknown reason, Wegnel ignored Auren’s comment. He continued rambling about how much better-looking he was than his other self.
“Well, you boys better get going then. Ethan, I will keep Loki here tonight and bring him over tomorrow morning — best if he rests up for now. Fighting lycanthrope is not an easy business you know — having slain many before, Ivy likes to rest afterwards for a day or so,” rambled Wegnel.
“Maybe after she ate a lycanthrope …” muttered Auren.
Wegnel shot Auren a dirty look, and the boys took this as their sign to leave. Ethan gave Loki some affection before exiting. Loki nodded his head letting Ethan know he would be fine. The two boys left the hut and headed home.
Chapter 8
Green Goop
That night Ethan lay awake in bed thinking about his experience at Wegnel’s hut. Unable to sleep, he lit the lantern and noticed the old map rolled up on his nightstand. He unrolled it and began to study it carefully.
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