Black and white chapt 3

When Isaac walked out the door, he felt his head lightly spinning. Did the queen know about this already? Or was he really the first one. He didn’t know, but if she did know then someone’s bound to be after the girl all ready.1

Isaac walked briskly past the stores, and busy streets, trying hard to ignore the annoying buzz of people around him. He didn’t stop until he had gone deep into the woods where the trees safely separated him from the many people and Crystel who was waiting trustingly in his Inn. 2

"why did she have to come to my inn of all the inn’s in Mirindia,anyway” He grumbled to himself, as he pulled out a smooth black stone from his pocket, It’s cold exterior freezing his hot skin. Isaac hesitated, then rose it above his head, and threw it hard against the tree trunk in front of him. Black smoke erupted from it as soon as it made contact with the tree’s bark. Isaac fell to his knees, and bowed his head, “your majesty,” he sighed quietly.3

Out of the smoke stepped, a tall slender cloaked figure, her eyes burning through the shadows that covered her face. “What do you want?” The queen asked her voice cold and hoarse.4

Isaac stood up eyes focused steadily on the ground. “I have some news to report,” he said, voice steady, and equally cold.5

The witch took a threatening step foreword, “this had better be important Nuse,” She said darkly, “or you’ll live to regret it.”6

Isaac cursed her internally, but simply raised his head up to look at her. “I think you’d find this to be of your interest.” He said, “I’ve found someone.”7

“Who?” The witch asked.8

He looked at her and smiled darkly, “Crystel White.” He said answered.9

There was a moment, a very short pause in which the air itself seemed to have frozen in the the horrible danger that reeked so strongly, then suddenly the witch broke it and flew at him in a terribly bitter rage, and grabbed him by the collar and shoved him painfully against a tree, hatred contorting her face, “what did you say?” she asked, her voice filled with a inhuman amount of hatred, “She’s here? How do you know! When did she get here?”10

Isaac stared at her, eyes wide from shock, neck throbbing from her icy cold nails digging into his collar bone and heart pounding hard against his chest, as he saw the bitter fury that had changed her appearance so suddenly. “I’m pretty certain,” he said, scowling away from the intimidating face. “Although I have no proof, it’s defiantly her. And she got here last night.”11

“WHY IS SHE NOT DEAD!!” The queen screamed, “WHY HAVE YOU NOT KILLED HER?”12

“That’s not my job,” he growled, “you said for us to report it, that was all.”13

“What did she say?” the witch spat, “What did you tell her?”14

“I told her about the prophecy.” He answered, “She wanted me to come. But I told her no.”15

Suddenly the witch dropped him, and Isaac landed onto the ground, rubbing his aching neck. “You think your not?” she asked, her mood taking an alarming turn, a cold smile suddenly spreading upon her face.16

Isaac’s eyes widened, “what do you mean?” he asked, “I already told her no, it’s not happening.”17

“You work for me, I get to choose what it is you do, what it is you choose. The choice is not yours Nuse, it is mine.”18

Isaac stood up, “If you send me, I won’t be able to do anything.”19

“Oh,” she said, her voice silky, “You can’t can you? What a pity, but before you make that decision final…” The witch walked up to him, and stared into his eyes, “I will warn you, now that you’re involved there will be no backing out, If you do, the punishment will be brutal. But if you succeed....” She laughed, “Then I will grant you the greatest reward your kind could ever ask for” She looked up at the sky, and Isaac tore away. Looking at her with shock, “you mean it?” he breathed.20

She nodded, “its turns out you’ve become a very useful little tool to me Isaac. She trusts you.” She looked away, “but the problem still is that I don’t trust you to get the Job done, so, I want you to take her to my castle, as the prophecy reads. But I will set up and Ambush. At the Karihi mountain range, I want you to rest. leave everything else to me. Also, Nuse, I don't want this news to get out. It would be bad if even my goblins were to find out that my only weakness has come at last."
Before he could say another word, she disappeared, into another cloud of black smoke. 21

* * * * * * * * * 22

Crystel sat patiently in the living room, awaiting Isaacs return, and before long, she heard a knock on the door.23

Crystel sat for a moment, confused at what she ought to do. She did not own the inn, but the owner wasn’t there. Would Isaac get mad if he found out she had opened the door to some person whom needed him, not her?24

Crystel realized that she did not have time to be thinking about it as the second group of knocks pounded on the door, so, she got up, deciding it wouldn’t hurt to find out who it is at least. 25

So she went up to the window, and peeked out, and when she did see the being who was knocking so vigorously, it gave her quite a start. And before she let herself recover she scrambled to the door, and threw it opened.26

There before her, Crystel saw the most brilliant sight she thought she would ever see. For, true, it was a normal man’s head and chest she saw, but from the hips down, there sprouted a magnificent horses body, gleaming white, with pitch black hooves for feet. His eyes were bright green, and his hair a blondish-brown color.27

“Hello,” Crystel said friendlily, trying hard to keep from gawking.28

“Good morning,” the centaur said looking down at her curiously, “is Mr. Nuse here?”29

Crystel shook her head, “not now,” she said “I’m not sure when he’ll be back. Is there something you need? I’ll try my best to help.”30

The centaur hesitated for a moment,” yes,” he said, “I was wondering if there was a centaur was her. His name is Jasper, and he’s white with bluish speckles.”31

“Crystel shook her head, “I’m the only one here,” she said, “but if you want I’ll tell Isaac that you came.”32

“No, that’s all right,” the centaur said, suddenly getting a very sad look on his face. 33

Crystel’s heart ached with his, and she reflexively grabbed his arm, “wait,” She said. 34

He turned around startled. “I mean…” Crystel said, “If you want you can wait here for him, it shouldn’t be to long,” Crystel shrugged and laughed lightly, trying to push the redness growing on her face away. 35

She was relieved when the centaur smiled, “I’d like that very much,” he said, “but I really should go. Just keep a room open for him, just in case.”36

The centaur turned to leave, and Crystel watched his strange form go, sorry that such a strange creature looked that sad.37

Crystel sat down on the couch in the sitting room, troubling over the situation. Hours passed, and Isaac still did not return. Crystel watched as the cloudy sky out side, grew darker and darker until it was night time. By this point, her stomach had begun to growl. She sighed, the night passed on and eventually Crystel decided that it would be best if she just found herself something to eat and go to bed, hoping that the man she met when she had first come could pay for it. So she went into the Kitchen and opened up a cabinet, finding many different spices she was not familiar with, and some bread. After some digging around, she found some honey and butter to put on it. So she had three pieces, then, not as hungry, and tiredness making her eyes heavy, she went to the room Isaac had taken her to the night before, and closed her eyes, letting the haziness of exhaust cover her.38

Then, almost like a dream, she heard someone enter the room, and whisper in her ear, “I’ll come with you... and I’ll protect you too. We leave in the morning.” And she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep39