Chapter Three: SludgyA Chapter by Master AidenSludgy Night had fallen, Sparks,
Eldwin, and Matlus set up camp alongside the base of the waterfall it was a
long climb down but they made it. Eldwin had collected the firewood by his Lord
Sparks’s orders of course, Matlus wrote down he needed matches in his notebook
and they materialized in his hands, he explained to his two traveling companions
that he could only make objects with normal or magical properties not conjure
up the powers of the elements. “So if you don’t mind me
asking, why were you this far away from XnoSnow?” questioned Eldwin. Matlus looked at the fire and
then down at his hands, “I’m looking for someone dear to me, that I lost a long
time ago.” Sparks asked if it was a
friend of his, to which Matlus replied “Yeah a very dear friend of mine.”
Eldwin asked where Matlus last saw his friend, “I last saw him being dragged
away by a group of bandits, I don’t even know if he is still alive.” A few
tears formed in Matlus’s eyes, Eldwin reached to wipe them away, “Don’t f*****g
touch me!” Eldwin quickly pulled his hand back. Suddenly a bubbling sound
came from the river, something round started to rise from the center of the
river, then eight long protrusions came from its sides, four of them came
crashing down towards the party’s camp, Sparks pushed Eldwin and Matlus out of
the way and just barely managed to avoid being crushed. “What the hell is this thing?”
Sparks yelled. Eldwin ran behind a tree and
peaked out to watch the showdown that was about to begin between his Lord and
the monster. Matlus pulled out his pistol and wrote “Shocking Bullets” in his
notebook and loaded the pistol with his materialized bullets, “It’s a Swept
River Sludge-o-Pus, but everyone just calls him Sludgy because he is the only
one of his species still alive.” ‘I don’t f*****g care what
everyone calls him, he is about to be dead,” Sparks leaps into the air and
downward slashes his sword towards Sludgy, one of his large mucky tentacles
grabs Sparks by his legs and holds him upside down, he slowly lowers Sparks
towards his mouth to consume him, “Hey Magic Notebook Kid!!, a little help!”
Matlus rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, “Say Please.” Sparks’s eyes widen, “What?!”
Matlus repeats, “Say Please and I’ll help you.” Sparks yells, “F**k no, I
rather be eaten.” Matlus grins, “Hey it’s your funeral man” Matlus turns around
and walks away from the side of the river, “Wait!, please help me!” Sparks
whines, “Music to my ears.” Matlus says under his breath. Matlus points his gun and
aims for the inside of Sludgy’s mouth, “Thunder Shot!” a bolt of lightning
shoots from the gun and zips into Sludgy’s mouth, this strike causes the
monster to fling Sparks into the air, Eldwin rushes from behind the tree and
catches his falling Lord, “Are you okay my Lord?” Sparks gives Eldwin a hate
filled stare, “Shut up!” he smacks Eldwin causing him to drop him. “I’m sorry
that I upset you master.”. Matlus watches as Sludgy retreats into the murky river
once again, “I wonder what caused him to attack us?” Matlus thought. The Party worn from the
battle retires to their campsite and rekindles the fire; Matlus lies across a
log that he dragged towards the fire, looking up at the sky, he is startled
when he hears Eldwin speak to him, “This person really means the world to you,
don’t they?” Matlus looks at him, ‘Yeah, I wanted to marry this person.” Eldwin
sits in front of the log, “What were they like?” Matlus grins, “Funny, talented,
with this beautiful smile, like something out of an oil painting.” Eldwin
smiles, “Sounds like a real catch.” Matlus sits up, “So what is the deal with
your relationship with Sparks?” Eldwin looks at Matlus confused, “What do you
mean?” Matlus clears his throat, “How can you care about someone that domestically
abuses you?” Eldwin begins to chuckle, “I’m not like that Matlus, I’m nothing
more than Sparks’s man servant in debt to him.” Matlus becomes apologetic, “I’m
so sorry, I thought there was more to you guys.” Eldwin laughs, “No nothing
like that, I thought his wife how to dance.” Matlus smiles, “She must have had two
left feet?” “Well actually I think sheep have hooves.” Matlus scratches his
head, “His wife…..is a sheep?” “Yeah of course she is” Eldwin grins. The two said goodnight to one
another and Matlus looked up at the sky again, “I’ll find you one day, and when
I do I’m never letting go ever again.” A tear slides down his check and lands
on the grass below him. Sparks wakes from his sound
sleep and goes behind a tree to relieve himself, his urine splashes onto a
small purple-mushroom and it begins to glow a faint green, something floats
into Sparks’s face, “What the f**k are you?” the glowing green orb speaks, “My
name is Butinn, the mushroom pixie.” Sparks looks at the green orb and turns
around and walks away, “I need to stop smoking my mystic herb.” Butinn flies
around him in circles and Sparks pulls a fly swatter from his belt loop and
smacks the mushroom pixie causing it to fly into a tree and faint, “God that
thing was annoying me.” Eldwin rushes over to Sparks,
“I saw what you just did master, how could you hurt that poor little bird?”
Matlus squints his eyes and looks at Eldwin, “Eldwin that was a mushroom-pixie.”
Eldwin looks at Matlus, “That’s what I said it’s a poor little robin.” Matlus
begins to speak and then stops himself. Eldwin rushes over towards Butinn and
picks the little pixie up, “Are you okay little birdie?” Butinn begins to float
again, “Yes I am fine, that brute didn’t kill me.” Sparks rolls his eyes, “You’re
just a figment of my imagination anyway so why does it matter?” Butinn
explains that he is in debt to Eldwin for waking him up from be fainted and
owes him one life-sacrificing rescue, he vanishes leaving his protection spell
on Eldwin so that if Eldwin has nobody to help him Butinn will appear to help
the humble man servant. © 2012 Master Aiden |
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Added on October 16, 2012 Last Updated on October 16, 2012 AuthorMaster AidenWilmington, DEAboutI just love writing and I hope one day my writing will be acknowledged by people all over. more..Writing
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