Legend of Akhra (Chapter 10) by Nimbelle Ginelle Quinn
Chapter Ten: A ghostly visitor
“Ugh, why does this bag have to be so darn heavy?! This is killing my arm!” Puma growled, dragging her bag behind her.
We had entered the Akhra Storm’s cabins, dragging (and sometimes carrying) our bags to our rooms. My bag wasn’t that heavy at all, but Puma was complaining quite a lot. Her bag weighed exactly the same as my bag, for Pete’s sake!
“Puma don’t complain, it’s annoying,” I groaned, carrying my bag over my shoulder.
Puma grunted and glared at me, but said nothing more; dragging her bag like it was a cannonball. We walked down the stairs carefully, with Puma actually making an effort to carry her bag and not complain. Once the two of us were in lower deck, we set our bags down on the ground. Puma sighed and stretched, and then looked at me.
“Gosh, I am tired of all this!” she growled, sitting down on the bottom step. “I’m taking a short break.”
I felt a slight wind, as if someone ran past me. I heard a whoosh, and I almost tripped, but somebody caught my arm. I looked up to see Nigel holding my hand.
“Okay, that was totally my fault, I apologize,” he replied, smirked. He helped me up, and when I glanced up, I saw Harriet and Aura standing in the middle of the hallway.
“We also should’ve let you know that we’re standing in the middle of the hallway,” Harriet apologized. “Luckily Nigel knocked you down accidentally, otherwise you would have walked right into us.”
Aura shrugged, looking quite detached. “Eh, either way could’ve ended badly. Anyway, I see you guys are putting your bags away. Do you need help? Harriet and I can just teleport the bags to your rooms.”
Puma grinned and stood up. “As a matter of fact, we would love it if you’d teleport our bags for us,” she beamed.
Aura scowled for a moment, and then picked up her bag while Harriet got my bag. “Don’t expect us to always do this for you again, got it?” Aura mumbled. They teleported away, much to Puma’s content.
Puma sat smiling for a moment, until she saw a pearl necklace on the ground. “Oh no, he dropped your necklace, Alex! I’m going to go put it in your room for you.” She raced down the corridor, opened the door of my cabin, and went inside, slamming the door shut behind her.
Nigel almost forgot his manners, and he released my arm. “Heh heh, sorry about that mate,” he said.
“You’re fine,” I told him. “So, you guys ready for serious adventure?” I asked him.
“Yeah, we’re ready alright,” he smirked. “I love adventure, but then again, all Shadow Thieves love adventure.”
I nodded, and we stood in the hallway in silence. A clock chimed somewhere farther down the corridor, ringing the evening. Nigel cleared his throat, and I looked over at him.
“I-have been meaning to tell you something, for quite a long while,” he stammered, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
“Okay then,” I said, “So, what do you want to tell me?”
Nigel transformed into his Shadow Thief form, walked up to me, and kissed me. “I told Marcus about how I felt about you,” he said. “Marcus laughed, and he told me these words exactly: ‘If you tell Alexandria how you feel, she may really like you.’ So yes, I do like you Alex.”
I smiled at him, and almost fell backwards, but Nigel caught my arm before I hit the ground.
“I actually like you too,” I told him, brushing off my waistcoat. “The charm was really sweet of you, by the way.”
Nigel grinned at me, and tipped his hat as he turned around and walked down the hallway. “It’s my pleasure,” he whispered. “You should be getting to bed, since it’s late.”
He opened his cabin door, walked inside, and closed the door behind him. Almost immediately after that, Harriet and Aura teleported back into the hallway.
“Puma is definitely going to need a good rest tonight,” Aura grumbled. “She really did not need to rant on me about the pearl necklace.”
“She is probably tired,” Harriet said with a shrug. The two of them went into their own cabins without another word.
I also shrugged and stepped into my cabin. My pearl necklace was lying on the table, and my bag was next to my closest. I put my extra clothes away, changed into my nightgown, and went into my bedroom. There was an apple on my bedside table, so I ate the apple, and tossed the core out the window. I closed the window, and hopped into bed.
“Early to bed, early to wise, like mom always said,” I whispered to myself. I settled into bed and fell asleep.
I woke up, looking around in Whistletone’s oasis. Whistletone wasn’t anywhere to be seen, but I saw someone walking towards me.
Hey Alex, it’s great to see you, a familiar voice chuckled.
I almost jumped out of my skin. “Marcus, is that you?!” I exclaimed.
Yeah, only I’m a ghost, and not alive, he replied, walking over.
I sat down on a nearby tree stump, and ghost Marcus sat next to me. “Where exactly is Whistletone?” I asked him.
Marcus looked up at the sky with his shining eyes. She went off flying. She knew that you would want to see me one last time before I head into the Afterlife. Do make sure the others won’t be too depressed, okay?
I nodded my head. “I understand, Marcus,” I assured him. “I hope you enjoy the Afterlife. By the way, is anything important going to happen while we’re in Mylfor?”
Marcus shook his head. No, Whistletone did not tell me anything that you and the others need to know. You should be perfectly fine. However, she did tell me that you need to keep the Stormbringer Orb away from Mayor Newhall. That’s about it, really; she said nothing more.
“Okay, I’ll let the others know,” I told him. I looked around my surroundings. “Is morning coming anytime soon?”
Marcus shrugged, obviously not sure. I have no clue, really. Morning could be a long time away, for all I know. It is nice just sitting around.
I tried to pat his shoulder, but my hand went right through him. “Wow, I cannot touch you at all,” I said.
Marcus shrugged a second time, and then grinned. That’s just how we ghosts are. I can’t control it, but I don’t mind. You can’t touch me, but I can touch whatever I please. Speaking of which, I’d like to shake your hand, one last time. I think I ought to get going to the Afterlife by now.
He shook my hand, and then got up. Well, I am off to the Afterlife, Marcus said. Farewell, Alex, I hope you find the treasure of Akhra and somehow sort out this mess. With that, he walked into what looked like a shining wall of white light.
Suddenly, the multicolored portal opened up to my right side. I stood up and brushed my nightgown, waving off shining dust particles. “I guess it’s my time to go too,” I mumbled, and then jumped into the portal, shielding my eyes from the light.
I woke up in my room, with the sunlight shining through my window. I quickly got dressed, putting on a vest with a long-sleeved shirt, and a skirt. I walked over to the window and gazed out at the sky. “Time for another adventure,” I said.
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