Posted 11-13-2008 at 05:06 PM by Enzeru (Enzeru's Blog.)
Updated 11-20-2008 at 04:56 AM by Enzeru
While Dr. Orpheus and Enzeru sat talking about the old days they failed to notice Treana come in until she shut the door behind her.
“How was school today, pumpkin?” Dr. Orpheus asked as soon as her saw her.
“It was alright I guess.” Treana replied.
“That’s good. Pumpkin, this is my old friend, Enzeru. She will be staying for a little while as our guest.”
Enzeru stood up and nodded slowly, “Nice to meet you.”
Treana looked at Enzeru a moment and then started to walk off, “Whatever.”
“Does she think I’m [I]her[/I]?”
“I don’t think so,” Byron replied.
“That’s good, last thing I need is for that to get around.” Enzeru sat back down.
They sat a few moments in silence before there came a pounding on the door.
“I wonder who that could be,” Dr. Orpheus said as he stood up to answer it. He put his hand on the knob and withdraw it quickly.
“What’s wrong?” Enzeru asked.
“There is only one person who could heat a door knob like that, fetch me a pot holder!” Dr. Orpheus became very dramatic.
Enzeru rushed to the direction he pointed in, hoping it was the kitchen. It was and there was a pot holder on the counter. She grabbed the pot holders on the table and returned.
Byron was clearly readying himself to attack, "When you open the door hide behind it. You do not want to get blasted by the shadows of hell!"
She took a deep breath and opened the door using the potholders. Enzeru hid behind it as Byron had said.
Dr. Orpheus released a powerful blast of necromancer power on whoever was at the door. "Shut it!"
Enzeru quickly shut the door. "What?"
"That was my arch. Chances are he's up to something bigger than making me burn my hand."
"Well, there is something I know the location of that is quite invaluable. Ever hear of the living flame?"
"Who hasn't? How do you know where it is?"
"My father told me when I was really young. He trusts me to keep it out of the hands of his brother's side of the family."
"What does your uncle have to do with my arch?"
"My uncle is your arch's father."
"Then that makes us enemies?"
"Far from it. It make is stronger allies than before. You see, my cousin's father is a few minutes younger than my father which makes me the heir to all the family secrets and such. The jerk has been trying to kill me for years."
"Too bad there is no room on my team."
"We could always do like a Charley's angels thing."
"Perhaps so."
"Wether or not I'll adhere to the not fighting ideals or not is still left to be seen." Enzeru smirked.
"I'll think it over and talk to the others." Byron replied as he looked at his watch. "It is getting late. Are you staying anywhere by chance?"
"No, I was thinking about camping a little west of here and continuing my journey later."
"Then why not stay here? We have plenty of room and a working toilet." Byron was very dramatic when he said the last part.
Enzeru giggled.
"What?" Byron asked.
"You did it again."
Meanwhile outside of the Venture compound a mad sat flaming and rubbing his arm.
"How the hell did he know it was me?" Torrid grumbled.
"Because you're way too obvious," A snobby voice replied from behind a tree.
"Who goes there?" Torrid flamed up.
"Settle down. It's me, the guild's number two," Phantom Limb limped out from behind the tree, his body supported by a makeshift crutch.
"What the hell you doin here?" Torrid asked as he let his guard down ever so slightly.
"I'm here to seek help getting my revenge against those awful Ventures and their necromancer neighbor."
"I thought you were seekin revenge on that big butterfly."
"I was but I thought I'd start with someone the sovereign isn't protecting and not expecting me to attack. Who better than an aging necromancer?"
"Alright, I'm in."
"First we will need to watch him, see what mannerisms he has that we might be able to use against him."
"He has a daughter and some other woman is over at his place."
"Excellent start. Now I'll require Dr. Venture's lab long enough to create a new leg and arm."
"Let me guess, we need to watch them too."
"That is what I will be doing."
Back in Dr. Orpheus's home Enzeru lay awake on the pull out sofa bed wondering what adventure was in store for her next.
The feeling of trouble was in the air but she expected that Treana leaving out at midnight might be the cause. Byron knew about this but seemed blind to the fact that his daughter was going to an unchaperoned party with guys and all kinds of illegal substances could be there. Perhaps it was her instincts or her paranoia that worried her, but Enzeru was indeed worried.
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