Viktorija Adelyte Kazlauskas

Chapter Four

Viktorija followed Aldona and Azuloas to a rover on the border of Labia and Horoguria, if this Nýtt tungl group was trying to hide. They weren’t doing a very good job at it, there weren’t any seals to stop sensors knowing how many people were hidden in their hideout and their hideout was even more obvious.

When they jumped onto the water, all Viktorija could do was stare at the giant wooden poles that were on either side of a giant bolder. There was a seal on said bolder, but she know that any one of them would be able to pull it apart in their sleep.

“Do you think Launcelot could go back?” Aldona asked her.

“Not until Etienne’s dead,” she truthfully told her. “The council won’t do anything that’ll upset the Atspoguļo heir.”

“How many people are in there?” Azuloas asked her.

“Three, all of them are from the Atspoguļo Clan,” Viktorija told them.

“Good. That means only Launcelot, Page and Montgomery are in the cave,” Aldona told her, while Viktorija looked at her. Montgomery Atspoguļo? It couldn’t be the same Montgomery Atspoguļo who brought the Atspoguļo Clan to Nestanha almost a hundred and twenty years ago.

“Did you say Montgomery Atspoguļo?” Viktorija asked looking at both Vitkus twins like they had grown another head.

“We did,” Azuloas told her.

“Not possible.”

“Why not?”

“Montgomery Atspoguļo is dead, and if not dead, he’d be one hundred and sixty years old,” Viktorija told them, he had left the village when he was forty years old. She didn’t know why he had left, but he had left.

“So, you know who he is?” Azuloas asked her.

“Montgomery Atspoguļo led half the Atspoguļo Clan to Brahia a hundred and twenty years ago; before having to leave twenty years later,” Viktorija told them. “The Ombre cachée at the time allowed them to join the village, and now only Etienne is left. I don’t think it’ll be safe for either of them to go back.”

“No knows about Montgomery back in Sashan,” Azuloas told her, looking at the bolder in front of them. “All we could find was the village founder, and even then, someone tried so hard to wipe his name off the face of the lands as well.”

Aldona nodded at her, before putting her hand on the bolder and putting as seal in it. Azuloas and Viktorija quickly followed her lead, Viktorija knew she was using a different seal, but she needed to drain the chakra from the seal if they were to break it.

“Viktorija, why don’t you get Launcelot and bring him here. Aldona, you know what to do with Montgomery and I’ll get Page,” Azuloas told them, Viktorija nodded her head as the bolder broke in front of them.

Running through on the hallway, she stopped at the sixth door. Pausing at the door, closing her eyes and knocking on the door, this would be the first time she had seen her brother since she was five and she didn’t know if he would be proud of her.

“Viktorija, baby sister,” Launcelot said to her as he opened the door. He dropped to his knees and wrapped her into a hug, as she put her arms around his neck. “Viktorija, I didn’t think I’d see you again.”

“Big brother,” Viktorija whispered, Launcelot’s hand going through her hair. “I’d miss you.”

“Your training?” Launcelot asked her.

“Xavierra has been looking out for me,” she told him as they stepped away from their hug, she smiled at him. Launcelot looked at her, before turning around and giving her a jade necklace, the stone had been craved into a woman playing a flute. “She’s taken over my training.”

“Why are you here?” Launcelot asked her; looping the necklace around her head, Viktorija took her hair from the chain. Hiding the necklace underneath her dress, she didn’t need Etienne or Ismay could see it.

“Ran into Azuloas and Aldona during a mission,” Viktorija told him, playing with the sleeve of her shirt. “Their taking you back to Sashan; you’re not welcome in Nestanha anymore, not while Etienne want you dead. He has the council around his little finger.”

“Little sister, I’ll write from now on,” Launcelot promised.

“I’ll keep an eye on Etienne,” Viktorija promised.

“Let me give a piggyback, you’re not too old for once. Now are you?”

“Okay.” Viktorija smiled as she put her arms around his neck. No one had given her a piggyback since she was five; a day before the Atspoguļo m******e, he had spent time with her before that night and that broke her heart when he left. “I’d miss you.”

“I missed you as well, baby sister,” Launcelot told her, as he walked down the hallway with Viktorija hanging off neck. His hands behind his neck, as Viktorija’s knees resting on his arms.

“Hello Launcelot,” Aldona said as she carried a young male over her shoulder, Launcelot allowed Viktorija hop off his back and taking the young male from Aldona.

“Page,” Launcelot greeted.

“Launcelot, we need to go,” Page told him.

“Viktorija?” Azuloas asked as he walked over to his sister. Viktorija nodded and closed her eyes, she was a sensor. One with an ability to sense anyone in a radius of thirty miles.

“There isn’t anyone in thirty miles,” Viktorija told her before walking over a Page, putting her hand on Page’s shoulders. The seal would balance of the elements in her body, it should slow down her illness.

Something has been poisoning her, a type of poison that would slowly kill off her cells.

“This should help,” she told her, putting another seal next to it. One that would slowly collect said poison that was in her blood, both were elemental seals, both belonged to the Kazlauskas Clan. “You should avoid seeing my team, I don’t know how Etienne will react to seeing Launcelot.”

“Stay with us until you catch up with your team,” Launcelot told her, passing the passed-out male to Page and picking her up instead, her arms going around his neck. “Aldona and Azuloas can help us on our with communications.”

Viktorija smiled and tightened her arms a bit.

“We can put her our communication lines,” Azuloas told her, when Viktorija looked at them, Aldona was nodding her head. “The Kazlauskas Clan in cousins to the Vitkus Clan, therefore we are cousins.”

“Then you’d be my only remaining family,” Viktorija told them, she didn’t have a lot of people would willing admit to being part of her family. “I hope you don’t mind, if I write to you as well as to Launcelot.”

“Of course,” Aldona told her, before biting her lip. Azuloas looking at her, before tipping his head to the side. “Torija, your nickname is now Torija.”

“We need to get going before someone returns,” Azuloas told them. “When we catch up with your team, we should have figured something out.”

Viktorija nodded her from her spot in Launcelot’s arms, before sensing something coming at them from the shadows. When she looked up at the roof, a black figure shot off the cave and to the right and it looked like something she’d draw as a child. Something that would have walked out of her nightmares of inky black people staring at her, whispering words between them.

Like how she didn’t deserve to live. She didn’t think she was going to forget the large grin showing pointy white teeth for a while.

“Torija? Torija?” Aldona kept asking her, shacking her arm. Azuloas looking at her with worry, Viktorija just realised that Azuloas and Launcelot were the same height. “Do you want to catch up with your team now?”

“No, no,” she told them, if she told them about the creature. She feared that they would go after it, for now, until she read more information about what it could be. It was better to keep that information to herself. “I don’t want to spend anymore time with Ismay then I have to.”

She also didn’t want to be around Etienne, but she wasn’t going to tell Launcelot that. Sure, she was dead last of the class, but test scores meant nothing on the field, nor did they mean anything when someone wants you dead.

“Lasts get going then,” Aldona told them, as she sealed Launcelot and Page’s things into a leather bracelet. “Also, that reminds me; Torija, we didn’t give your team our real names. To them we’re Zyta and Eryx Pūķis-Dziedātājs.”

“Melthane and Hyacintha,” Viktorija agreed. “Makes sense.”