SynopsisSo the whole world will be going to hell in a hand basket unless someone helps, right? So who better for the job then a girl from present time with an enchanted staff and ring for help sent back in time to the midevil era with sorcerers and healers and stuff like that. Oh and must I mention that she never really wanted to go and has no idea what to do? Oh what fun! So let the games begin as I unleash my characters in a world of my creating where only my rules matter. Leave them alone in the dark with my imagination and see what happens in the morning. Anything is possible with Monsters, Magic, a sarcastic talking ring, and a dashing male lead.
Excerpt(Excerpt from Chapter 3: Mutthions are gross)
What a mess she was going to return too, was all Keiko could think about as a cyclone of wind surrounded them. Kicking up loose paper and items without care or concern it tossed the aside. Why did she agree to this again? Oh yeah, to save the world.
When the ground suddenly left her feet and she started to feel like she was falling, Keiko couldn’t help it, she screamed and clung tighter to Tyron. As they began to fall faster, the air snatched her voice away and Keiko closed her eyes. Oh please, let this be over soon. Falling was not cool! Falling only had one outcome, you had to land at some point! She had no idea what Tyron and Tobias could do, but she certainly hoped that what ever they could do, it would involve getting them back to the ground safely. Though if she died in the crossing of time, there was no hope in saving the world. At least that is what Tyron had said. It gave her little comfort.
Keiko’s feet hit ground with more force then she had anticipated. Her knees buckled, and before she could catch her balance, she was laying in the dirt.
“Keiko, why are we in the dirt?” Tobias asked.
“I do not know why, but it seems fitting for you Tobias.” Tyron replied.
“Oh shut up!” Keiko said as she pushed herself off the ground and proceeded to dust off her pants.
“What does ‘shut up’ mean?” Tyron asked, looking genuinely interested.
Keiko had to stop cleaning herself up for a moment and looked at the dragon staff. Then she just had to laugh. “Never mind Tyron. It’s not going to help us at all. It isn’t even a very good use of words anyway.”
Tyron looked at her quizzically, like he was afraid that his younger companion was loosing it. Keiko ignored him. Instead she looked around. They were on some sort of path or dirt road that wound around a clump of trees one way and around a lake the other. She could see nothing of other life. Just her and her two talking metal dragons. Great.
“Next time we are going to travel or do anything weird like that, you better warn me you two. That was a bit… unnerving.” Keiko continued.
“Yeah, I heard her scream all the way here.” Tobias said, making Keiko feel all that more better about herself.
“Would you like to walk the rest of the way there by yourself Toby?” Keiko asked all too sweetly. Without waiting for an answer, Keiko continued on. “Which way do we go now guys? Towards the trees or towards the water?” Keiko wasn’t too interested on straying away from the path. “You two know this time much better then I do, so you tell me what to do.”
“As I recall,” Tyron said as he surveyed the area around them, “There should be a town around this lake. Somewhere.”
Oh that was helpful. Ok, it was sort of. “Do I have to carry you Tyron, or can you get there on your own?” Keiko asked, truly uncertain.
“There is no need to carry me Keiko, I may travel under my own power. But if you wish to, you may carry me.” Tyron answered in his smooth tones.
“I’m quite ok with you carrying yourself Tyron if it’s all the same.” Keiko replied as she headed off down the road with Tyron easily keeping pace. Tobias got a free ride though since he was still wrapped around her finger.
Now Keiko didn’t have a problem with walking. Not only did she enjoy walking to an extent, it was good for you and made you feel better about yourself. But when you were anticipating things like how would the people of this time treat her since she was so obviously different then them and what exactly she was suppose to do here and so on, walking just took extremely long. No matter how short the distance.
The distance just seemed to drag, each step began to feel like two. And even when the little town, Keiko thought that it might be a town anyway, came into view it still took forever to get there. They just kept passing farms. Keiko suspected that if they had gone the other way, they would have passed even more farms.
Being stared at by cows was getting old. How many more steps would it take till they go there?
When they finally made it into town, Keiko was greeted by silence. Literally, if she had a pin and dropped it, she was sure that she would have been able to hear it hit the ground. But no. She didn’t have a pin, left those behind in the 20th century. Along with many other things. Like chocolate.
A young man stepped out from behind one of the houses. He looked about her age, perhaps a bit older. If she had to make a guess, she would say that he looked about 21 years old. He stood at about six feet tall and his brown eyes matched his brown hair. It was longer then the style preferred by those of the men back in her time, but it suited him.
Well she could just ask him what was going on. Couldn’t hurt right?
“Hi there.” Keiko called out. She waved at him. But her forward motion of walking towards him came to an abrupt halt as the man turned towards her and revealed a naked sword in his left hand. Couldn’t hurt huh? Right.
“Tyron? Tobias?” Keiko asked, unsure as to what she should do. Maybe, run?
Tobias uncoiled from Keiko’s finger and flew up to perch on one of Tyron’s wings. “I am not entirely sure that he means us harm.” Tobias commented.
“He’s got a sword!” Keiko insisted. In her books, that wasn’t good by any means.
“So? Many men here have swords. It is very common for those of higher rank to carry such weapons.” Tobias replied.
“You! Beast of the Darkness! You have traveled off your own lands and have ventured into ours. By our right, I will render you helpless and free your cursed sprit so that it may finally find peace.” The man said.
“I think that you may be wrong there Tobias. The man may just indeed intend us harm.” Tyron muttered dryly.
Keiko had to quickly look behind her. Was he literally talking about her? She was no beast! “I think that you’re confusing me with someone else.” Keiko started, but when the man brought his sword up to the fighting position, Keiko quickly lost her voice.
When the man ran at her, that was it. Keiko turned on her heels and ran. She didn’t know how to fight, let alone fight unarmed with a guy with a sword!
“Keiko, running away is not the best of options right now.” Tyron said. Tyron was easily keeping pace with Keiko and was keeping an eye on the man pursuing her.
“Got a better idea?” Keiko snapped back.
“We could fight.” Came in Tobias’ response. Keiko had no idea where he was, assumed he was keeping up, but didn’t take the time to check.
“Fight? He’s got a sword! And I’ve never been good a fighting of any style!” Keiko replied. No, fighting was not an option.
“We do not have much of a choice right about now.” Tobias said, “Look over there.”
Keiko did, and what she saw brought her to a stop. Ten gangly creatures stood not twenty feet away. They resembled lean lizards, but had the fur and mangy look of a rabid dog. They ranged in height from the smallest would stand up to just about her knee while the tallest would just pass her hip. With teeth and claws like razors, Keiko thought she would have had a better chance at fighting the man with a sword. At least he was human.
The creatures made horrible hacking noises that sounded strangely like demonic laughter that sent chills down her spine.
“Tyron, what is that guy doing?” Keiko’s voice trembled a little bit. She was stuck in a hard place, and she didn’t know what to do.
“He has stopped. It appears that he is observing your interactions with the Mutthions.” Tyron answered.
“I take it that Mutthions means these things?” Not that it really mattered what they were called right now.
“Indeed. They were supposed to be locked away with the Dark King. I fear that perhaps things are moving faster here then we had initially perceived.” Tyron didn’t seem at all fazed by what he just said. Keiko shuddered.
Before she had a chance to ask just what should she do, there was a slight noise off to her right. Apparently some kids had snuck outside to watch the ‘epic fight’ between the guy with the sword and her. Now they were in more trouble then they had bargained for. Did things never change? Now those kids were between her and those Mutthions things.
“Yoo-hoo! Ugly hairy things! Look over here!” Keiko said, waving her hands above her head. She was trying to get the creatures’ attention off the kids and onto her. She didn’t want to think what those things with their sharp teeth and claws could do to those kids. Though, she didn’t have a clue as to what she was going to do when they did turn their attention to her.
“What is your plan Keiko?” Tyron whispered to her.
“No idea. Just to get there attention off the kids.” Keiko replied.
“And when you get there attention?” Tyron continued.
“Do you have any idea how to fight them? I sure don’t and I’m not sure that guy with the sword is going to help either. Well I suppose he might if he knows these kids. But there are ten of them.” Keiko replied.
“With your help Keiko, we can defeat them.” Tyron answered.
The monsters turned towards her with their eerie laughter ringing in her ears. “Just tell me Tyron what I have to do.” At this point, it didn’t really matter what was to be done, it was that or die.
“Grab my tail, and point me at your target. I will do the rest. What ever you do, don’t let go.” Tyron said.
“You have to point me in the right direction too.” Said Tobias as he coiled back around her finger.
“Great.” Keiko said. At least her job was easy enough. She just didn’t know what these two could do exactly to keep them safe. Even unsure, their plan was still better then no plan so Keiko closed her hand around Tyron’s tail staff.
But the monsters’ attention was shifting back to the frightened kids. They were much closer, and much easier pray…