Tabernus Fabula 19: Nightmare Seekers

[BreakABone]

It is just a trial, but wanted to try on a different name... somewhat. This is basically Tavern Tales translated into Latin, but an online site so who knows how accurate it was.
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“Bond letting your guard down? I expected better of you. You two, I’m not too sure of, but being that you can’t apparently put away your enemies, I would imagine not too bright.” Geo had trapped in three men in a high speed tornado. It kept them afloat and disoriented. With his other hand, he attempted to revive his two fallen teammates.

“You know, they say if you want anything done right, you should do it yourself, but I really loathe micromanagement. I’m sure you know all about that Bond. And I know what you’re thinking another scoundrel bent on destroying us who can’t seem to shut-up, and I do apologize for that, but I really want my friends to share in this moment. Or anyone for that matter because if there are no witnesses than anyone could take credit for it, and we really wouldn’t want that now would we?”

Geo saw that Raged began to stir a bit, “Ahh, looks like one of them may actually witness it. I wonder if he would want to roast you three before the beheading or after. Speaking of which, what did you think of the flaming skulls? A bit too much? I tried to go for appalling; it may have come off as gruesome. It’s a very tight rope to walk.” Geo grew bored of taunting them, but he had to keep his mind busy lest he slip up from boredom.

Meanwhile Fox, Swan and Bond tried their best to keep their insides intact.

“I thought I spoke too much, but this guy is jabbering on and on. You know I think I may actually die from boredom.”

“Don’t worry Swan; no one is going to die today. Right, Bond?” Bond was too busy trying to find some way out of this situation, but taking in the scenario and their given resources. He declared that the situation looked grim. Still he continued to formulate and disprove an getaway plan by the minute.

Raged had began to make motions to get back to his feet. He seemed bemused even as made his way back to his feet. He looked around as if to remind himself where he was. As he surveyed the shore, he saw Geo holding the three men hostage. He recognized the one that took him out; and rushed over to Geo’s side.

“Can I fry ‘em?” That destructive spark returned to his eyes.
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Nighthawk studied the scene with horror and disappointment. He understood that he could simply swoop in there and whisk the three heroes away, but in the back of his mind he knew they did not want his assistance. Whether he had known it or not, he was the one responsible for putting them in this position. Sure, it could have been to get into their head with the first group but the second group that arrived on the island knew of him as well. Somehow, he had been the trigger for this entire scene at the bay.

He closed his eyes like he did so often when life’s stress was too much. Usually when he closed his eyes, he got flashes of the past of some magical time or today flashes of the present and friends in danger. This time he got nothing. His mind was empty, but it was not at ease.

This was only multiplied by the fact that he once again felt eyes peering into his mind. Looking into his darkest secrets and his most private of affairs. He had felt this presence before, and he always hid from it. There was no way someone could see into his mind, but then again it was impossible for a man to fly half way across the globe without a plane and he had accomplished that.

He decided he would hide from it no more. He focused all of his attention onto the eyes staring into his mind. When he re-opened his eyes he found himself teleported to a distinct location. It was barren, but not empty. It was dark, but not gloomy. It was hopeful without people.

Where am I? was the question that ran through Nighthawk’s mind.

“I can explain that,” a voice that echoes through the hollow chamber whispered.
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