by ~Lolipopgi
A blotch of elastic green liquid splattered across Iku's flabbergasted face. "Ew, I got scaraleaf intestines all up my nose!" she sneered, wiping it with difficulty off her pale face. "I never should have removed my mask." When she had cleared her face of goo, she pulled up her black mask over her nose. It was unusual to see a sram without one on, after all. "Thanks anyway, Aki."
From behind the mass of broken green shell that oozed with innards, a grinning girl with sky blue hair rose to her feet. All up her arms, there was blood smeared as if she'd thrust them into a kaniger's fresh corpse to see if she could make a hole on its opposite side. It made her look quite barbaric, but no matter how many baths she had, Akizura could never wash them clean. That was the curse of the sacrier race.
In Aki's hands, she swung a pair of stout, but sharp daggers. They glistened in the sunlight with every spin.
"My kill!" she chirped childishly, crushing the large bug's head with her bare feet.
Iku sighed. "It would have been mine if I hadn't dropped my daggers," she moaned, picking up her own pair, which were ice-white. "I was so ready to stick this blade into its face."
Akizura cackled with mockery, circled around the dead scaraleaf and walked to her mount parked nearby. "I tell you, it's those little blue scrolls you've been reading lately! They're a jinx!"
Iku rolled her eyes, but humour twinkled in her dark eyes as she tossed her hood over her face.
The creatures on which they clambered blinked their bulging white eyes at their owners. They were crazy bird-reptile crossovers that served as the role of transporters over long distances - dragoturkeys. Iku's red and black 'turk' began to peck madly at the fence it was tied to whilst the other one, which was jet black, lolled its floppy tongue from side to side. Iku looked upon the creatures with slight disgust while Akizura found this break from fighting a good time to wrap herself around her mount's neck in an embrace.
"Honestly, Pep," Iku sighed, calling her companion by her unusual nickname. "Don't you think they look like someone dropped an ougaad on their heads when they were born?"
The blood smeared girl looked at Iku, innocently stroking her long blue plait over her shoulder. "I think they're cute..." she mumbled, scratching the black dragoturkey's chin. She gently climbed up the side of it, brought her leg over and sat down, patting the back of its neck. "Where to now?"
Iku, though reluctantly, straddled her mount too. "Well, our almighty leader told me to get some..." she rummaged blindly through her rucksack and retrieved a pathetic piece of torn parchment, reading it quizzically. On it was a list of ingredients for a potion, though the ink was smeared a bit. "...Black... dreggon shells?"
Raising her eyebrow, the girl named Pep scoffed. "And why can't he get them?" she joked.
Iku shrugged. "He said he had to go on an exhibition to some forest up north with his sister," she guessed. She rubbed her shoulder with obvious discomfort. "I don't like being this far away from him," she muttered with a shudder. "I'm scared we'll fall into trouble and he won't be there to haul us out of the mud, like he always does."
Pep nodded, thinking about that time when she'd wandered into the camp of very angry bworks the previous week.
And I keep thinking he's off meeting some hot and exotic pandawa from his old guild!" Iku added with a strong tone of paranoia.
"You needn't worry about that," Aki reassured her friend, chuckling. "He's far too short to score with someone like that!"
"Short as in..."
"Oh all ways." The sacrier grinned widely and began to chortle. Iku sighed. "No offence, hun," Pep had to add.
Though she was still a little offended, Iku smirked and seized the reins. "Come on, Pep Pep, I can hear noises that sound vague enough to be dreggons. We must be close."
As they trekked further across the grassy fields towards the trickling river that lay ahead, the quieter it became. Perhaps to the faint hearted, scaraleafs were frightening monsters. But to those frightening monsters, what lay ahead was a lot more fearsome. The bridge separating safety from potential death lay before the two adventurers like a looming shadow. It didn't help that the stench of the heavy air smelling of rotten eggs and burning moss grew stronger as they approached.
All of a sudden, the ground trembled and a booming cry shattered the silence. Iku jumped and Aki screamed as their dragoturkeys went insane! They bounded about, bouncing their bottoms up and down, thrashing their beaks and squawking maniacally. With one powerful kick, the girls were thrown off their mounts and sent crashing to the floor. Rubbing their sore arms and heads, they watched with despair as their companions bounded away into the distance, and away from the Dreggon Peninsula.
"Shit sake," Iku cursed, her body shaking all over. "I left my stash of bread in Lumpage's ass-bag." She massaged her temples with aggrivation. "Let's hope we're not here for long."
Aki stood up and brushed the dust off her trousers. "You don't need food to fight, hun," she stated with a smile.
"But I like food!" Iku protested. "Fyorl doesn't call me Fatso for nothing! I have a reputation to uphold!" But she couldn't hold back her hysterical laughter. She was grateful for Akizura's optimism. "Alright, let's roll over this bridge and find some goddamn walking eggs!"
As they ventured deeper into the mysterious land, Iku noticed under the unruly branches of ivy there were crumbling buildings. Buildings made of stone and wood - manmade. Had these houses once been inhabited by people? She stepped forward right into a pile of some solid cylinders. She yelped in disgust to see it was a pile of bones. Her mind told her they were human bones, but her heart told her to forget what she'd just seen.
Closely behind her, Aki pranced clumsily about the place, as if she expected to step in dreggon faeces. "I'm scared I'll set something off."
"Let's hope whatever you set off doesn't slice off your head," Iku said, knowing Pep would be the cause of her death, accidentally.
Out of nowhere, a flaming rock the size of a gobball rained from the sky and landed with a pounding dunk on the ground before Iku. She gasped and leapt back.
"FFFU--" For a split second, Iku's form vanished completely. A blink later, she reappeared, yanked her daggers out from her belt and began running away towards Aki in panic. "AMBUSH!"
With a gulp, Akizura watched as a herd of half-hatched reptiles marched towards them from behind the ruined houses. Some had stout but beefy legs sprouting out a colourful shell body. Some even had arms, lined with heavy grey claws. They stormed forward towards the intruders.
Iku shouted out to her teammate, still clutching her daggers tightly. "I'm gonna cut them down!"
However, the sacrier named Akizura seemed awfully distracted, her hands clasped together and her eyes shining. "They're like little colourful egg soldiers!" she squealed, gawking at a jogging white shell with fat blue feet. "I love them!"
The dreggon before her slowly lifted its shell cap and from the shadows where its eyes should be, a burst of bright light erupted, punching Akizura in the chest and she was sent flying backwards. She collided with the floor and blood dribbled from her mouth. Her eyes were wide with shock. "OH FECK!" she yelped, spitting. "I HATE THEM!"
Forcing herself to confront Aki's attacker rather than going to rescue her suicidal friend, Iku sprinted forward. She launched into the air and aimed her daggers, ready to drive in the blade...
But before she could cut the the walking shell lizard down, it lifted its arms and there was a flash of light as hundreds of mini, shining plates of gold materialised and embed themselves on its outer shell. So when Iku landed on her feet, her daggers failed to break through and instead ricocheted off, creating no more than a scrape on the metal. The sram clad in green looked on with dismay. "I can't damage it!" she exclaimed, staggering away. She looked around her and her heart dropped.
Surrounding them was an army of dreggons, each with tribal-like lines scored across their shells. Within seconds, Iku and Akizura were dodging fiery rocks that hurtled from the sky.
"That's it," Iku growled. "They die now!" She clenched her fists, shut her eyes and swung her cloak around her body. In a puff of smoke, she disappeared. The sacrier gulped.
"Don't leave me all alone!" she whined. "How am I supposed to fight them?!"
"Just distract them while I set up a trap!" whispered a harsh voice. Aki jumped, but nodded.
She began to wave her arms upwards, jumping madly. "Over here, I'm gonna scramble you feckers!"
Provoked, the army of dreggons huffed angrily, blowing steaming breath through what was probably their nostrils. A distance away from her, a dreggon with hands tossed a small spherical egg the size of a piwi. Aki dodged it deftly and it landed soundlessly on the grass beside her. Alarmed, Akizura kicked it aside as the ferocious dreggons stomped towards her.
She was shaking as they thrashed their tails in her direction. One whacked her so powerfully it gashed her stomach. She wheezed and exhaled loudly. Her arms pulsed and her heart pumped violently. Her white eyes blazed and a wide toothy grin stretched across her cheeks. What was once a weedy little girl was now a steaming, killing machine.
"Come to Pepper!" she called confidently, taking out her daggers. She pounced at the nearest dreggon and sliced right through its metal shield, cutting it almost clean in half. Akizura cawed with pleasure at the sight. "Who's the tough one now?!"
The half dead dreggon stumbled about in pain. Then it slowly raised its elbows and created a great beaming sphere that surrounded it. Seconds later, the cracks in its shell had vanished and was good as new.
"
In the mist, Iku's invisible figure shook its head with disbelief. But her 'trap' was almost ready. Briskly, she drew a cross of black powder on the floor with her fingers, darted around more enemies unseen and drew another. She continued to do this until a circle of crosses was made, surrounding the army of dreggons. She hissed to her teammate. "Ready!"
Akizura yowled and swung her leg, forcing her foot into a green dreggon's face and pushing it backwards. As it hit the floor, the crosses on the floor around the mass of dreggons glowed. Then every scrap of ground within the circle exploded and gusts of smoke burst up into the air. Shards of shells flew in all directions and the smoke cleared, leaving only a pile of comical fried eggs steaming on the battlefield.
Picking pieces of shell from her hair and readjusting her bandana, Akizura sighed with relief. "Is that all of them?"
As her teammate emerged from the mist, Aki glanced at Iku, who was staring into the distance. There was still one more, and it was angry.
"Can you set up another trap?" Akizura suggested.
Iku swallowed. "I've run out of gunpowder," she admitted. "And my daggers are useless against those fucking outer shells of theirs."
It tottered towards them and before she had a chance to defend herself, it headbutted Iku in the gut, causing her to crash into Akizura closeby. They fell to the floor, sprawled messily over each other.
With bafflement, Iku realised how close they were and scrambled off her friend. But Aki was grinning like a gobkool, her cheeks rosy. "Your boobs just squished against my face," she said, giggling. "I like your boobs."
Iku frowned, quite flustered. "Not the time, Aki. Get up, it's coming this way."
Sure enough, the dreggon, which was a mini crimson dragon with a black shell hat, was stamping its way towards the girls.
"I've had enough of your bullshittery," Iku rumbled. "Too many eggs are bad for my system."
She raised her fingers to the sky and inhaled deeply. The sky turned black as a thick cloud began to form above the confused dreggon. Blustery wind swept around the sram and her fierce eyes turned to shadow. Her hood was blown off to reveal her unruly black locks. The black dreggon squawked as a mass of pure black energy surged from the clouds, purging the dreggon and it was destroyed by the dark blast and sent to oblivion.
Exhausted Iku panted and fell to her knees, relieved that she had won. A cute face appeared next to her, comforting her with her smile.
"Boom," the sram said, huffing with amusement. Aki pecked her friend's head and pulled her hood back over her head. "Let's pick up the shells and get out of here."
The sram nodded. "Right," she replied, scooping up the remains of the red dreggon and shoving them in her rucksack. They stood up and went to walk away when there was a tiny little gasping sound near where they stood.
On the floor was that small little egg, the size of an apple, slightly cracked and shivering. And it was ticking dangerously fast...
"Huh?" Aki said stupidly. Iku's eyes bulged and she screamed.
"FUCKING RUN!" And she seized Pep's hand and fled as fast as her legs could carry her. Without warning, the shell burst and there was a colossal explosion of fire. They could feel the intense heat on their backs and necks, flooding towards them. Screeching in panic, the girls scrambled desperately over the bridge to find their demented dragoturkeys hopping madly at the sight behind them. Hastily, Akizura and Iku jumped onto their dragoturkeys, tugged the reins and sped into the distance, not daring to look back on that horrible world ever again.
The sacrier looked at the sram. The sram looked back. "I bet Fyorl wanted us to die, that's why he sent us," she insisted, scowling and panting.
"You're so pokable, Iku," Aki said, beaming.
Iku went to look at the recipe for the potion. "What exactly IS this potion anyway?" she asked, peering at the parchment with an eyebrow raised. There was a long pause. Then...
"It says we need ten shells."
Their dragoturkeys squawked with amusement.
Akizura

Zattai

Fyorl

With Elessima the eniripsa, Jiva and Shika.

Xelor x Pandawa

Lilindir, Fyorl's alt

With Zrednic and Reyla


This post has been edited by Iku: 28 September 2011 - 02:12 AM

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