The Emerylian Princess: Chapter 2

Sorry if I'm doing two povs, it's just that I entered two characters here. :P

Laura's P.O.V.
I was working on a diamond encrusted grenade when Emily came in.

"How's the jewels?" I asked. She glared at me. "What?"

"Gems, check, jewels, check." She replied. "Though . . . I lost one huge stone of ruby on the way."

"Ruby. Great." I said sarcastically, "Ever knew what that box of yours meant?"

She knew of what I meant, that stinking prophecy. The lines were forever stuck in my head. ..

"Epsilion assosiation shall now find a lost creation greater than mind a single challenge must they all face terrors within shall set the pace despite all members required to succeed the purest of bloods shall be to lead"

The lines meant nothing for what I could read for, but the challenge part was somehow important.

"Come, Emily, we'll walk out of a hard day's work." I said.

Emily's P.O.V.
I was still shocked about the ruby, the truth was I didn't lose it, something took it from me and ran, it took me a long time to run after it, but nothing happened, I didn't get the ruby that can make about 50 swords.

"So, how was the grenade?" I asked. She stopped, just as a weird guy came out of nowhere.

"Hello." He greeted. "I'm your new Emerylian member!"

I looked at him suspiciously, and turned to Laura, "Hay Laura, go get that grenade. I'll talk with newboy."

Laura nodded and shot to the place she left her grenade. I took out my sword at pointed it to the guy far older than me.

"You've got to be kidding me, newbie, the Emerylian Circle is closed, in fact, the Ring is closed. So, you don't have to impersonate, cause there ain't a way I could trust a guy with a freakin' katana." I warned.

Then he did something unusual, he used his katana to put my sword away and stabbed me at my side, I groaned and collapsed.

"Daughter of Hades, I warn you," He rasped, "If you try to decieve me, I will kill you, get me that piece of paper."

Then I blacked out.

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I woke up on a bed, in the Infirmary no doubt, I tried to sit up, I winced and screamed in pain.

"Shush it, Emily," Laura hissed, "Your going to feel much more bad."

"Wha-" I trailed off.

"I went back empty-handed, I saw you lying down on the grass, a poisoned dagger was on your right side." She explained.

"What'd you mean empty handed?" I demanded.

"I-I, I have a feeling the grenade was lost . . . or stolen."