Chapter 46: Wanted
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Previously: In Wonderland, Madnes and his group have decided to split up in their search for the 7 crystals of the Terraforming Spell (a dangerous spell currently threatening to destroy their home on Earth, Okinala island). Cheshire is with Cosmic, Harrey is with the orphans, and Madnes with Alice. They now ready to begin their individual missions, but the Red King has his own plan to put into play…
City lights glowed beneath them as dragon Pelur descended toward the ground and Madnes’s next destination. They couldn’t garner suspicion—or squash anybody—by landing a huge dragon directly in the city, so Pelur steered to the far reaches and landed nosily in a nearby meadow.
“Okay,” Madnes slid off Pelur’s back, then turned to offer Alice a hand and found she was already on the ground beside him. “Ahem. Pelur, don’t forget to take those lab prisoners over to the White Duchess’s and have them locked up,” he reminded the knight. “Then go help Oz relocate the crowv villages.”
Pelur raised a clawed paw to his scaly forehead, giving an awkward salute. “Will do, Sir Madnes.”
“Still with the Sir thing?”
“Use this to call me,” Pelur held an object daintily between two claws, lowering it to Madnes’s open palms. Smooth and purple, the object looked like a dragon’s scale only there were two holes in it—resembling a whistle. “I’ll hear it and come pick you up.”
“Convenient. The other groups could have used one too,” he frowned.
“I only had one,” stated Pelur. “You’re the most important person, the Madness Solver. We can’t let anything happen to you.”
Madnes’s looked aside, brow twitching. Most important person, he hated that. He shouldn’t be more important. He didn’t want to put himself before his friends. But like it or not, it was true. He tucked the whistle in a pocket. “Alright. Until we meet as scheduled.”
Pelur lifted off the ground, thick leathery wings hefting up into the sky. The meadow fell silent, and Alice stretched her arms. “Onward to the city,” she pivoted on a heel, hair bouncing behind her shoulders.
He followed after when she abruptly halted. “What—?” he came around beside her, and followed her stare to a tree trunk: On the trunk was a white-and-black poster. A Wanted poster.
He got close until the drawing of a face became clear—a face staring back at him resembling his own. “Wanted… I’m wanted?!”
“For $5,000,000. Not bad.” Alice tilted her head at it. “Mine’s only $1,000,000.”
“Yours…?” he turned, just now noticing the rectangles of more Wanted posters spread about the trees. “If anyone in the city recognizes us…”
“Time for a disguise.”
“But what about Harrey? Cheshire? They need to be warned!”
“They’re smart,” she said, unworried. “You didn’t think the Red King was going to sit by and do nothing, did you? We’ve been expecting this. Even Harrey isn’t so much of an idiot that he won’t be on guard.” She continued out of the meadow. “We each have to focus on our own mission, including you, or we’ll never save Okinala.”
Alice’s words of wisdom. And here he was supposed to be the wise one. “Right,” he chuckled, “That’s why you’re here to keep me on track.”
Harrey cast his gaze about their surroundings, perching calloused hands on his hips. “Wellp, where’s the nearest piece of civilization?”
The orphan Ash pointed across at a rope bridge, leading to an island where several white buildings peaked up. Gusts of wind made his curly hair more messy than normal, not a trace of a smile on his young face. On the other hand, Drisel was busy ogling the sights around her.
“Righto!” Harrey clapped, figuring the young boy was just going through a temporary faze. “Onward we go!” He marched toward the start of the rickety bridge. Drisel and Ash came up behind him and all three peered down over the floating island’s edge…down into the wispy swirls of clouds and the vague hints of land a sky’s fall below.
“Are we really crossing that bridge?” Drisel craned her head back. Harrey slapped her shoulder heartily, as if it would give a dose of courage.
“No biggie, gal pal! You kids just follow my lead and hang tight to those ropes.” Inhaling, Harrey set one foot before the other. The suspended rope bridge boards creaked at his every step, the rough rope rails to either side digging into his palms. The kids shuffled behind him.
A gust of wind shifted the hanging bridge, making it sway with its brief force, and Harrey held tight to the ropes—quick checking his juniors did the same. Once the gust let up, they hurried their steps, swaying with the moving bridge, until finally they approached the floating island on the other end.
What awaits them there?
Don’t you wish there were floating islands on Earth? 😀
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