also yeah, i did put LOTR quotes in here [from the Hobbit movie cause i watched it last night and today and so... lol it's soooo goooood!!!!!!!!!! sorry... and i finished lotr book two this morning... lol maybe a lot much lotr for one day. *shrugs i love it tho*

After shoving some supplies into his pack, Fleck set off to rid Natalia of all dangers. To make the mending real.

Sure, he couldn’t get rid of all Morbin’s army, but doing what he could to remove the foes would make him feel better.

Fleck waded through a small bit of water that reached his knees, untangling some overhanging strands of ivy from a small hole in the highwalls.

He crawled into the narrow tunnel, creeping slowly through the narrow space.

it was dark and gloomy. A bit of musty water lurked on the bottom. Fleck smiled, thinking about how Helmer had deemed the reservoir tunnels as a ‘sewer’. It was true, even though these were the outer tunnels.

Fleck was glad to burst free into the sunlight a few minutes later on the other side of the wall.

He chuckled. There was quite a story about this tunnel. It involved… well… it was a very funny story, but he didn’t really want to think about it. Not right now.

MEANWHILE

Nat was sick of Jovesons. I mean,. How silly could Winslow and Smalls be? It had been so nice of miss Weaver to bring them blue cheeses and what had they said?

“What is this?”

“It looks like Cheese gone blue.”

“It’s riddled with mold!”

Ugh! He needed fresh air, so he sprinted outside to look for Fleck. He loved being Fleck’s apprentice.

“Morning Pilgrim!” Nat called back to the old warrior.

“Afternoon, Nat. it’s afternoon.” He replied. Nat chuckled.

“Well, I was knocked out since early this morning, and my head throbs, so it feels like morning!” Nat replied.

Pilgrim shook his head. “If you’re looking for Fleck, for I suppose that’s what your doing, he left. Off on some quest, no doubt.”

“Oh no!” Nat exclaimed. As he rushed off, he heard the Pilgrim call from behind him

“Watch out for the dwarves in the toilet!” But Nat didn’t hear the end. He leapt off the wall, engaging his glider, and flew onwards.

He ran into Fleck that night.

“Nat, what are you doing?” Fleck asked. He was toasting some bread over the fire absently.

“I wanted to come with you.” Nat said. Fleck chuckled.

“Haven’t you heard the old saying “Watch out for dwarves in your toilet!’? it means, don’t be too curious. In the morning, you go back to First Warren.”

“Why can’t I go with you?” Nat asked, feeling helpless to help his master.

“It’s far too dangerous. I can’t have you risking your life.”

“But what if you never come back? What if… What if…” Nat sighed, he was too old for tears.

Fleck yanked his bread from the fire and shook out the flames. “Burnt.” He muttered, before turning to Nat.

“Look. I know this is hard for you, but you have to trust me. It’s a risk I have to take.”

“What risk?” Nat asked, letting the tears slip from his eyes.

Fleck sighed and slowly drew a paper from his satchel, unfolding it. It was a tattered poster.

“Wanted.; Fleck Justice Joveson… Reward 6,000,000 dollars?” Nat read. His eyes went wide.

“But… Morbin’s dead.” Nat stuttered.

“I know, but they don’t. that’s why I have to find them before they find me.” Fleck replied.

“Who… who are they?”

Creatures that will stop at nothing too… too… well, they must be exiled. They can’t be anywhere in Natalia. Ever.”

“You’re not going alone.” Nat said, feet firmly planted in the ground. “Absolutely not.”

“I wasn’t going to go alone.” Fleck said, sizing up his opposition. “I was thinking I’d take my old friend Lokson, and, I guess, you.”

Nat grinned. “Well, don’t go a’sneakin off! Goodnight!”

“Goodnight.” Fleck sighed.

mwahaha! of Course Lokson's in it! lol

-Fleck Cove