Lost Son by Marcus Abshire

Author:Marcus Abshire [Abshire, Marcus]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-07-15T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter fourteen

I was getting tired of always being knocked out, poisoned or blacking out from exhaustion.

“Is it him?” The speaker had a squeaky voice, filled with uncertainty.

“I don’t know we’ll have to wait for him to wake up.” A woman said.

“Of course it’s him, the proof is right there, keeping guard.” A third speaker said.

His tone was authoritative, the leader maybe?

“What is it? I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“It’s not an it, it’s a he.” I said, opening my eyes and sitting up.

When Neal insisted on teaching me Atlantean I never thought I would actually use it, it’s times like these that makes me thank the stars for my over bearing, aggravating, and demanding dog.

I was in a small mechanical room, the walls were covered in old piping and valves dotted the metal. Three people stood in a group near the sole door. The same man who had come to my aid, a woman with blond hair and hard edges and a short, skinny man who kept looking over at me and Neal with quick, furtive glances.

My movement and words caused them all to pause and turn to me, looking at me as if I were a coiled snake ready to attack.

“His name is Neal, and he’s my dog.” I rubbed my arm which still ached, but I could move it and since I could tell it was aching, meant I had feeling in it, good.

An odd light fixture in the middle of the room gave off an amber glow, making misshapen shadows on the wall.

<What did I miss?> I sent to Neal who sat next to me, like a guard.

The one with the wild hair helped drag you here. He then produced an antidote to the sea witches poison. I analyzed it to be sure it would not harm you further, whereby I allowed him to administer it into your bloodstream. From my calculations it should now become part of your immune system and help fight off any further episodes of their poison.

<Cool.> I sent.

Not long after the other two individuals showed up. From what I have heard, the wild haired one’s name is Brigand, and the woman’s name is Sessarian, I do not know who the third one is.

“Where am I?” I asked, hoping to get them talking.

The older one, Brigand, stepped away from the others, getting a little closer.

“You’re somewhere safe, for now. Tell me, why are you not inoculated from the hag’s poison, and what is a dog?” He said the last word with trepidation, testing the sound.

“The hag?” I asked.

“Oh, you mean the sea witch. I didn’t even know there was an antidote. I’ve never run into the nasty things before, never needed it, and Neal is my friend and companion, he is no threat to you.” I answered, the less they knew about Neal the better, we still had no idea who these people were, Neal’s presence would be a target for the Warlord, should he find out about it.

“The hags are a common foe for us, for anyone living in the city.

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