Tabernus Fabula 19: Nightmare Seekers

[BreakABone]

I do wonder what happened to Fyacin.
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6
Now Fox, Swan and Bond stood tall against a reunited Thear Trio.

“Is it just me or does it seems like we have been doing a LOT of standing off today? Is this some secret hero test we are going through or something? I can’t imagine many people having such a bad day.”

“Well if you don’t want this to happen again Swan, I suggest we make short work of these three and hope we can take them in without a struggle.”

Bond spoke for the first time in an eternity, “I ordered some GAMES reinforcement, I don’t know how far out they are nor how much we can expect, we were hit pretty hard today.”

“Any help would be appreciated,” Fox said comforting Bond, “so are we ready for this dance once more?”

Before any of them could answer, they could feel the scorching hot heat of the fire ring Raged had sent their way. As was so often the case today, the three heroes were able to evade the blast just in time but before they could even counter they found themselves being assaulted with blast of winds and rocks.

“It seems like the Trio learns quick.” Bond noted. “We will just need to try something new.” Bond surveyed the bay for something that could give them the edge. He spotted it a few feet behind the Trio.

“Fox can you give me a hand?” Fox turned to Bond who motioned for Fox to lob him over to the tree branch behind the Trio. Fox did as Bond asked. Bond flew through the air like an eagle and with great precision caught a hold of the tree branch. He used the momentum to swing himself onto the ledge where he took aim at the Trio.

He shot at Raged’s hand while he was blasting the fire at Swan. It simply grazed his hand but caused enough distraction that when Raged whipped his hand around to check he almost scorched Geo and Magus.

“Hey you blowhead, watch where you are aiming that thing.” Magus demanded. Raged simply growled at him in return.

Fox and Swan used the momentary distraction to close the gap between themselves and their opponents. They wanted to get into an ideal striking position, but their advances were cut off short.

Raged’s fire ignited and he aimed it at the heroes, but his fire died down when a stream of water came across the bay. The Trio all followed the source to find Typhoid standing ontop a hill alongside Dyne and Dylflon.

“Oh come!” Swan exclaimed, “They’re back too!”

[BreakABone]

This chapter is almost over and should be soon. I may even release a lot more tonight seeing how I am stuck at work until 6-7 am and really no one is up then.
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7
“Hey! What gives?” Nighthawk asked as he looked around at his new steel home.

“Really now? Are you dense boy? My powers grow greatly in this plane and I could do anything I want with the snap of a finger.” He snapped his finger and the cage around Nighthawk disappeared. He snapped again and Nighthawk was back in his prison.

“But how… isn’t this MY mind?” Nighthawk asked, the first question he had asked with legit confusion.

“Your mind? My world! My plane! My game! Until you learn the rules, how can you expect to compete?”

Learn the rules… those words festered in Nighthawk’s mind for some time. And like with so many things before it, the room began to reflect that as mold grew along the walls and in the deepest crevices.

The strange gentleman began to look around the room as it transformed. Even though he had spent many years inside of Nighthawk’s head, he had never seen anything like this. As his eyes circled the rooms, the mold began to give way and out of it grew flowers. Flowers… in blossom. This can’t be good the man thought to himself.

The man’s eyes finished surveying the room and when it landed upon Nighthawk again; he was free of his cage.

“What? That’s impossible!”
“Now do you really want to go with impossible if I got myself free? I guess improbable would be a word better suited for the situation. Or even unlikely, but impossible… Come on!”

For the first time in their exchange, it was the strange fellow who found himself a little loss. Was Nighthawk a more admirable foe than he first imagined? No, it couldn’t be.

“No taunts? No long-winded speeches that go no where?” Now Nighthawk had to keep the man on his toes as he thought through step two of his plan.

The man was still a bit shocked at the turn of events, but he had to do something to regain control of their altercation. He ripped off his over clothing to reveal a grotesque looking creature. That made Nighthawk think of a leprechaun that bred with a homeless man. The sight was a lot more frightening than one would believe.

“Is that supposed to scare me or something?” Nighthawk brushed off his fright. It wasn’t too difficult as his mind jumped between fright and laughter.

“Oh no my poor boy, I just needed to shed that clothing to stretch my wings…” Why it surprised Nighthawk he did not know, but the man in front of him grew enormous bird-like wings. “Yeah, you see I really just want to dig my nails into the situation.” Now he grew huge nails protruding through his hands and feet.

“And really what it all comes down to is making sure this is a problem too large for your little mind to handle.” The strange fellow with wings like a bird and talons like a hawk now grew to the size of a herd of elephants.

“Any last words? Mwhahahahah.”
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Things look grim for our birded hero.