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Will They Survive? Chap 5- An Aveyond Short Fanfic

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Previously on.....


“He wasn’t really sneezing!” Gyendal realized. “He was cheating for the girls!”

“Dameon!” Galahad gasped, sounding rather like a girl himself.

Mel cackled. “I cannot believe it took you all so long to notice!” 

“He was being so obvious about it!” Rhen agreed. Dameon turned pink.

“Well I-- um--” he cleared his throat and tried to ignore the way Gyendal was glaring at him. “Monopoly, anyone?”

Rhen laughed and climbed over the table to wrap her arms around him. “I’d rather monopolize you.”

At that everyone else groaned and Te’ijal took one of the board games and dumped it over the top of them, and after that it was all over; not a single board game was spared in the war that ensued.


                                             The Catastrophe



 

In the screen room hidden outside the castle the night shift camera men sat tiredly watching. All the cameras in the seclusion wing had been turned off other than the one in the living room that all the contestants had been made aware of.

“This is such a boring job, we spent almost the entire night sitting here watching the monitors on the small chance that someone might actually do something.” One of the camera men grumbled, glaring at the screen in front of him.

“No kidding right?! I wish something would happen, I’m so bored…..” His friend with a sigh.

“Guess we just gotta stick it out.”

“Guess so.”

They lapsed into silence once more, one of the camera men sliding forward to grab chips from his friends bag.

Unknown to him however, as he moved his sleeve caught on a switch that was silently flicked on, and without their realizing behind them a small screen jolted to life to reveal the bedroom of a certain fast asleep dark mage couple. Magic waves began to radiate out from the walls, and in response to the unusual magic activity….. one of the figures lying in the bed began to stir.





Mel was happily asleep, and pretending she was not here in this gameshow with everyone else, when she was torn out of her blissful albeit light sleep by Gyendal shifting behind her to sit up slightly.

“What are you doing?! You’re letting the heat at me, come baaacckk…” She mumbled fuzzily, already feeling the summer heat that mere magic fans didn’t chase away now that her undead ice cube husband had shifted away from her.

“Hush.” He ordered softly, voice tense.

The tone of his voice woke her up instantly and Mel sat up, head clear for the most part as she looked questioningly at Gyendal whose red eyes glowed in the darkness.

“Can you feel it?”

Mel blinked slowly and he carefully pulled the thin sheets away from them, muscles poised to move.

“Feel what?” She breathed, trying to figure out what he was talking about without success.

“The strange magic in the air.” Gyendal said, dark red fire beginning to form in his hand. “I was drifting in and out when I felt it suddenly appear for lack of a better word.”

Mel stared around the room, reaching out with her own magic only to recoil at the first hint of the strange magic.

“It’s coming from the wall separating our room and the one next to us.” Mel whispered, her shoulders relaxing slightly. “It must be Rhen, we haven’t actually felt her use her swordsinging magic before so we wouldn’t recognize it. I wonder if she’s got some sort of rodent in her room and doesn’t want to chase it all over.”

“That would make sense, if there wasn’t one small problem. It isn’t Rhen and Dameon next door to us, it’s Te’ijal and Galahad.”

They were both silent a moment after that revelation, then together without a word they surged forward and with magic ripped loose the plastering on their side of the wall.

Before their eyes sitting there right in front of them, as calm and innocent as could be, was a camera.

“.....what?”

Mel and Gyendal stared at each other for a long moment. Then slowly Gyendal turned to the wall, reached in to grab the camera, and then crushed it in his hands.

“They were using these cameras to watch us for the show.” Gyendal growled, eyes narrowed dangerously.

“If they had a camera in our room, wanna bet there’s one in everyone’s room?” Mel said calmly, although by the look in her eye she was more then a little pissed.

“Let’s find out.” Gyendal said, sounding perversely cheerful as he pulled back his leg before executing a powerful kick that brought half the plaster on Te’ijal and Galahad’s side of the room down at once.


 


“AH!” Te’ijal exclaimed, being suddenly awoken by the wall collapsing next to her.

Shortly after the disaster, Galahad opened his eyes, still holding his wife snuggly next to him.

“What-the-hell?” The knight said while watching Gyendal and Mel on the other side.

The dark mage looked at his own wife with a smirk before glancing back at Galahad who was still cuddling Te’ijal and looking at them confused.

“I think we should let the magical cameras record that…” Mel said with a chuckle.

The vampiress sat on the bed, eyes wide.

“You must be kidding… I think we could snack at the producer, don’t you think brother?”

Gyendal let out a quiet laugh. “I’m totally in.”

And then Lars could be heard screaming.

“What happened to him?”

“Let’s found out.”

With that, these four made their way out of the destroyed room.


 


THERE WERE BUGS IN THE ROOM AND THEY WERE CRAWLING ALL OVER LARS AND FLYING AROUND AND-- NO, N-O, N-O--

He was fully awake and screaming before he could even remember his name or where he was or why, he was jumping off of the window sill and running madly around the room, where had these horrible fiends come from?

“Lars?” a groggy voice from the couch said. “What is it? I--”

Stella breathed in sharply--

And screamed. “BUGS! EW, EW, EW, EW--” she was jumping on the couch, flapping her arms about and fluttering her wings madly--

“BUT YOU ARE A BUG!!!” Lars objected, she had no right to be screaming like that when he was terrified--

“AAAHHHHHH!” was her only reply.

“YOU’RE A FLYING BUG!”

“AAHHHHHHHHH!!!”

“OKAY I CAN AGREE WITH THAT!!” he screamed back--

That was when three frowning vampires and a glowering Mel entered the room.

“What is all the yelling about?” Te’ijal began, but she was interrupted by her husband--

“WHAT ARE THESE ABOMINABLE FLYING FIENDS DOING HERE?!” Galahad shouted. “KILL THEM! GET THEM!” He batted his arms at the insects but that only caused them to swarm him. “AAAAHHHH!” he screamed, and dove behind Te’ijal. “GET THEM OUT OF HERE!!!”

“They’re only bugs, chopstick,” Te’ijal tried to soothe, but--

“AAAHHHH!” Lars argued,  and Stella screamed, and--

“Do you mind keeping it down in here?” Dameon yawned, and appeared in the entryway. “We’re not all nocturnal-- what are you doing?”

His eyes widened as he took in the scene, and Galahad explained loudly from behind Te’ijal, “KILL THE BUGS!! GET THEM AWAY!!”

“Don’t kill them!” Dameon protested. “Just let them out the window--”

Lars had heard enough of that-- “THEN THEY’LL JUST COME BACK IN, YOU FOOL--” he screamed, and continued batting his arms wildly at the swarming bugs.

Stella had found a book and was attempting to use it in the only acceptable way a book could be used besides for reading; that is, to defend the world from the creeping and crawling things. And Galahad was at least screaming, and might end up swallowing the bugs if they were lucky, but--

Mel was no help whatsoever, she was cackling like this was all funny, and Gyendal was just frowning at them all--

And Dameon was actually trying to get the window open!! They were all doomed--

“What’s going on in here?” Rhen yawned, peeking her head in. “Can you all please quiet down-- I-- AUGH! WHAT ARE THOSE??!! THEY’RE SO GROSS, I--” she shielded her head with her arms and squeezed her eyes shut-- “EW, EW, GET THEM AWAY FROM ME--”

Dameon stopped fumbling with the window and caught her when she leaped at him. Gyendal, for one, was surprised the man could still breath with the way she was clinging to his neck, but then, being a vampire, he supposed he didn’t know that much about the subject anyway..

“AARRGHH!” Rhen yelled, and Dameon rubbed her back--

“It’s okay, love, they’re only bugs--”

“HORRID DEMONS!!”

“I won’t let them touch you--”

And Te’ijal was laughing, “We could just leave and lock the insects in here for the night,” she said, but of course nobody was listening and Galahad was whimpering so she patted him on the head--

And Mel was still cracking up, Stella had broken the couch and was now running circles around everyone with Lars, and both were waving their arms everywhere and nearly smacking people in the face-- Stella with a book, which was quite inconvenient, and--

And--

“That’s enough!” Gyendal snapped, and released the raging inferno of magic that had been slowly building in him, effectively destroying the bugs and-- also incinerating the entire room-- the entire wing--

When the smoke cleared, everyone stood frozen in place, staring at the destruction around them. Stella and Lars had stopped mid-stride, their legs locked in what would have been a running position, if they were moving. Mel’s laugh was still etched in her features, but no annoying sound came out anymore, which Gyendal secretly thought was a shame but you didn’t hear that from me. Te’ijal was still stooped over Galahad, her hand in his hair, and Rhen hadn’t released her hold on Dameon, who was--

Looking very shocked and distressed. “Are they… dead?”

Gyendal nodded, and everyone visibly relaxed.

Except Dameon. “Oh… I… poor bugs--”

“They were terrifying!!” Rhen announced, slipping out of his arms to stand on the floor like a normal person. “Thank you, good vampire,” she began, and ignored Galahad’s protesting cough, “for destroying the foul creatures! I can never repay you for your deed. For centuries to come the bards will sing of your heroism-- Dameon,” she interrupted herself. “Why do you look so sad? It’s okay. There were only bugs.”

But he was inconsolable. She patted his back and let him pretend his eyes were not wet by hiding them in her shoulder

“Well,” Stella said, “I suppose we will have to find somewhere else to spend the night.”

Te’ijal grinned in that mischievous way that Galahad had come to associate with trouble and adventure. “I think I have an idea.”

They all looked sharply at the vampiress. What was she thinking? More importantly, should they be scared?

Gyendal smirked. “Do you think what I think, sister?”

She chuckled with a wink, facing the dark mage.

“Well, we could camp outside. It would be fun… and I’m sure you are all aware of the fact that the sky is full of stars here.” Te’ijal said calmly.

Stella made a noise of excitement and the others nodded with a smile.
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