Angels of the Shadows: Cries for the Stolen

When one of the four remaining champions gets kidnapped, the others go looking for them. It's a normal thing to do. But when everything starts to fall to pieces right in front of them all, things start to get worrying... very worrying.

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4. Product and Profits

The clearing was empty. Aldrin, Alex and Jess stood there waiting for this mystery man to show his face. Not a word was said whilst they waited, not even a whisper in anger came from Alex. But that changed quickly when a bearded man popped out of the trees. He seemed quite jolly and happy as he appeared. He wore eerie sunglasses and a cap that was on backwards. He also had an ear piece and microphone attached to the side of his head, for who knows what. Lastly, he held a huge assault rifle over that seemed to be geared to the teeth with accessories. He had sacks, bags and pockets all on one vest that carried all his belongings, like a suit case of his body.


Alex burst into and outrage, pulling back his bow at the man's head. 

"Where is she?! Tell me or this arrow is going to have a date with your skull!" Alex yelled as the man stood looking at him, still smiling. 

"Alex, Alex, Alex. What's up with you? We're-We're not all savages here! We're just business men and responsible capitalists." he questioned as Alex looked at him in utter bewilderment. How did he know Alex's name? Vuck leant against a large boulder, his rifle hanging on his shoulder like a dead rabbit on a hunters shoulder. Aldrin pushed Alex to one side to let him do the talking before Alex made it worse.

"We're here for our friend. Michaela Eagleheart." Aldrin exclaimed.

"Hmmm... Oh her. She said her name was," he then muzzled his mouth over with his hand, making a muffled scream. "HMM! MMMM!" He pointed at Aldrin to say it was joke and chuckled wildly. However, the three of them were not amused. 

"You're hysterical..." said Jess in a sarcastic manner. Vuck still giggled to himself.

"Ha ha. Okay, let's get down to brass tags. My name is Vucklin. Now, since we are business men and not rouges," he mentioned as he glared at Alex "I've got something that you want, that's product, and you have something that I want. Or will have." They looked at each other and Jess stepped forward to lean over his smug face. 

"And what the hell is that?" she mumbled with Vuck smirking back at her. He then reached into his back pocket and pulled out a sheet of paper, folded half way down the middle. Aldrin grabbed it off of him and opened it. A knife. A very detailed drawing of an exquisite looking knife. Aldrin stared at it in recognition.


"...I've seen this knife before..." he muttered as he tried to understand what he saw. 

"Knife? What do you mean a 'knife'? It's not just a knife! It's art!" Vuck yelled as he snatched the paper back. "More history in this than all of your 3 sets of eyes squeezed together!... That's my fee, alright?" 

"Why do you want this knife?" Alex butted in. 

"It's worth a fortune. It's an ancient artefact from the Skylords." Aldrin then had a surge. He knew he had seen it somewhere before. It was an ancient knife that the leader of the Skylords had many years ago when they were still alive. 'Osrig's Serpent' is what the Skylords called it. "When all the Skylords were wiped out 5 years ago, the bloody thing *poof*, disappeared! It's been lost ever since." Jess was then going to open her mouth but Aldrin stopped her. He knew what she was going to say. He turned her away to speak to her in private.

"Jess, I don't want him knowing I'm a Skylord. He could sell my head for a bucket load." he whispered in her ear. She looked at him and kept her mouth shut. They turned back to Vuck.

"You two okay there? Good. Now this treasure hunter, he knew where it was but he was kidnapped for all the treasure he had previously found. The kidnappers took him away into a deep, dark dungeon and they questioned him. And do you know what the kidnappers got?" Jess answered back with her upper lip twitching in confusion.

"The knife?"

"No, - not the friggin' knife -" he whispered in anger. "It's location! Mhm! Now, that dungeon is to the south at co-ordinates 3442, 8213. That dungeon should have a clue to the location of the blade. You want Michaela back, go down into that dungeon, find out where the artefact is before someone else nicks it. Off you go." He said waving his hand at them. 

"Thanks for your help..." Aldrin groaned as he took out his map. The three of them walked off with out looking back at Vuck, who was still leaning on the rock with a smile on his lips.

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