The Fifth Element

Part 2 Chapter 49

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"I love dragons!" the thing repeated again in a guttural growl.

I flinched at the unnatural voice, "Tell him to make something else," I said and squeezed the arms that Henry had wrapped around my waist even harder. He was holding me stiffly from behind, while I faced away from Arnold and his creation. I continued to sob like I had been doing for the last fifteen minutes. I could tell by his body how uncomfortable he must of felt in this moment. This man would never be at ease with crying as long as he was alive.

In front of us stood the man with the rainbow pin on his chest. He was looking at us like we were all exotic caged up animals.

"I can't make something else," Arnold said, "until tomorrow. It's really hard to make something else and I can't change the appearance because he's more advanced. Plus, I still got to make my little demons for the other necromancers. But what's the problem? She killed him before, so it should be easy for her to kill him again."

I pulled away and turned around to glare at Arnold, while at the same time avoiding looking at the pale gray thing that was the spitting image of Neeva beside him.

"Do you think I liked killing my father!?"

"Yes," Arnold replied.

"Well I didn't!" I snarled.

"So you do things that you don't like to do?"

"I love dragons!" the thing that looked like my dad repeated again.

"Oh course I do!? Do you think I wanted to go to this world, and fight a bunch of dead people?! I can't look at that things face, so how I'm I going to be about to focus on the sacrifice? And why does it keep saving I love dragons!?"

Arnold shrugged, "It had to love, so I made it really love dragons. If you don't like it's face, put a  bag over its head. That's what I did to my brother, before my mom found out and got mad."

"Actually not a bad idea." Henry said and I looked over my shoulder at the man with the rainbow pin on his chest, "Sir? Do you have a sack or something that we can put over, this.. thing's head?"

The man eyed him for a long moment, "You people are creepy, but sure I can get you a bag. I don't looking at that thing either, and I didn't even know him in life, but I sure hope that's not how he actually sounded like."

"I love dragons!"

Henry's arms tensed around me, "Well us "creepy people" wouldn't have to be here if you people could do what us "creepy people" could do."

Mr.rainbow-pin did not respond, instead he called one of the men standing around in one of the ugly green outfits. The man scampered away.

Once he was gone, Mr. rainbow-pin proceed to cross his arms, and fix onto us with his piercing blue eyes.

"I came over to speak directly to-"

"Me?" Alyzzea said loudly from the section of floor which she had been drawing on. She stood and gathered her long skirt, and glided to stand in front of us.

While she was moving away Arnold had his clay doll place him on the ground, and than had begun making the little demons he had been making on the roof with us. This was much to the displeasure of Mr. Rainbow-Pin whom wore a brief look of horror and disgust on his face while he watched the procedure.