Ark Lore: Part 2 Restoration

The three were coming close to the grand wall of Phayor. They flew close to an archer tower, the three of them began to hold their breaths as they didn't want to be heard. As they got closer they overheard the conversation of the ark archers.

"Did you see the explosion today?" the first asked.

"Yeah, some say it was a successful assassination attempt," the second relied

"The Queen, The Board of Advisors, and the Prime Minister have yet to say anything,"

"Yeah I wonder what is going to happen?"

"If King Lance is dead then Prince Lars will be king,"

"Do you really think Lars is alive? No one has seen or heard from him since the incident at the mental institute he was put into happened,"

"You know what. I'm just glad Lance is gone. I don't care who comes to power next even if it is Lars, anyone is better than Lance,"

"True," the second ark said. Raymond tugged on Lars' arm signaling that they had to go. The two flew off towards the center of the city.

Ten Minutes Later

"Hurry up, it's going to wear off soon," Zac whispered into what he thought was Raymond's ear.

"Good, I think we are almost there any way," Raymond said while looking down. Below the center district of Phayor was in ruins. Many buildings were destroyed, and most had their power knocked out.

"Alright let's descend," Lars said.

"Okay. Zac hold on," Raymond said, but before Zac could grab on to anything Raymond began his descent. Before Zac knew it, he was heading into the ruins of the place. As they landed, the three of them began to fade back into view.

"Are you okay Zac?" Raymond asked.

"Yeah, just a little whiplash..." Zac said as he climbed off Raymond's back.

"Good," Raymond replied.

"Alright we have to get back to the others, and come up with an idea on how to address the people," Lars said seriously. Zac and Raymond nodded and began to walk towards the ruined hallway that was now dark. Zac used a small fire ball to light the way towards the royal family's chambers. Raymond placed his hand on the gold door knob and pulled it open. He looked into the formal entryway to see Kaitlyn pacing back and forth holding a candle that slightly illuminated the room as the power was out.

"O-Oh thank God you three are alive!" Kaitlyn said as she ran to the door.

"Yeah sorry about that," Zac said nervously.

"Where d-did you go, and what happened to you?" Kaitlyn asked.

"I tried to teleport us and the bodies to the Phayor Outbanks, but I passed out, and we kinda got stuck, but I got us out," Zac said, covering the truth to ease Kaitlyn's worry.

"Yeah Zac can get us out of anything," Raymond said while placing his hand on Zac's shoulder, smiling.

"But I would never actually do any of it if it wasn't for Raymond pushing me to do great things," Zac said while stepping closer towards Raymond looking into his eye and enjoying his big goofy smile.

"A-Anyways we have a big day t-tomorrow," Kaitlyn said, looking at Lars.

"Why are you looking at me like that servant!" Lars exclaimed.

"Because y-you have the most to do tomorrow out of all of us, so please get some s-sleep. This might be our last chance to get s-some good rest until we stabilize Phayor and all of its territories," Kaitlyn said as she walked away towards the bedroom that Anya was playing in earlier.

"Yeah, let's get some rest," Zac said as he summoned a fireball to light the room.

"Okay, good night," Lars said as he began to walk away towards his childhood room.

"Wait where are we going to sleep?" Zac asked, glancing towards Lars' room.

"Oh yeah let me show you to the guest room," Lars said as he led the two out of the room.

"Here it is," Lars said as he opened the door. The full moon allowed some light to illuminate the room as it entered from the broken windows and holes in the ceiling. There were three beds aligned along the wall right of the door, and in the bed furthest from the door was Alvin sleeping soundly. Most of his clothes were littered on the floor near him, and on the desk under the broken window sat his bag with a few books and tomes spilling out. His mouth was wide open and he let out soft snores every once and a while.

"Well good night, see you two in the morning," Lars whispered as he left the room closing the door behind him.

"Which bed do you want?" Zac asked Raymond.

"It doesn't matter," Raymond said as he took off his lab coat and hung it in the coat closet next to the door.

"Okay I will take the middle one then," Zac said as he walked over to the bed. He unclipped Alvin's tome and placed it on the night stand along with the glove. He unbuckled Alvin's trench coat and took it off and placed it on the desk next to the rest of Alvin's things. "I hope I can get some new clothes soon," Zac thought to himself as he shivered from the cold breeze hitting his bare skin.

"Zac where did you get these scars?" Raymond asked as he curiously looked at the claw marks dug deep into Zac's back.

"Oh, I got these from some demon bitch when we tried to take over Mirador," Zac chuckled as he traced his fingers over the scars. "I wonder if Alvin will be able to do anything about these," Zac thought to himself.

"Oh I'm sorry," Raymond said softly as he walked away towards the bathroom.

"Sorry for what?" Zac asked confused, but when he turned around Raymond already disappeared into the bathroom. Zac walked over to the bed and sat down, unclipping his combat boots, and pulling them off. Zac laid down on his back looking at the stars through the holes in the ceiling. Eventually he rolled to his side from the pain of the scars on his back. "Why would he be sorry? He hasn't done anything. Hell he has been the best help we have had," Zac thought to himself. "No he can't think that right? He can't be blaming himself for my mistakes! I got hurt these times because I pushed myself, I paid the price. I will talk about it to him in the morning, I just hope he doesn't hate me," Zac thought to himself as he drifted off to sleep.