Princesses Cari The Left Pages Of Publove Arc Part Five

The Gang And

The Tower

Cari watched over the girls until they woke up. This gave her time to think over the past journeys, She remembered how almost all of the witches that they had faced seemed to be both interested in learning how this older double of hers was conceived or killing her. She looked over at Ryo, they seemed mildly interested in him, but it was almost as if he was only important to them because he was her half-brother.

Why is that? After all I'm just one of many, so why me? She wondered.

Soon Scar and Oran woke up and they were soon awake.

“How long were we out? A couple of days.”

“Are we there yet?”

“No, we'll be heading off now.” she said with a slight laugh. They soon were off and in a tavern within the day. Oran and Scar were in one room and Ryo in one of his own, leaving her with the Chronicler.

She lay there in the dark just thinking about what she had noticed like a coin as she did her eyes stared at the wooden ceiling, barely noticing it all. She stated sucking on her tong.

“What is it Princess Cari?” the Chronicler asked.

“I don't know...It just seems to be that every enemy we have faced seems to be interested in either killing me.” she said.

“They are interested in Scar too.” the Chronicler pointed out.

Cari looked at her deadpan.

“That's not what I meant and unlike her, I don't have a reason for them to be interested in me!” she replied. The Chronicler closed her eyes.

“Well you are taking down all the evil of Dark Master Lord Gajelidor.”

“Then why hasn't Ryo received the same attention?”

Then her face became dark. Her eyes were narrow almost out of some invisible pain, hidden behind them. She could spot that there were thoughts ticking away in her head. Then after between five or ten minutes later her eyes widened after figuring out whatever it was. She shook her head slightly and thin just looked at her again.

“What? What is it?” she asked.

Her face became pale.

“If fortune is on our side, then it is nothing, however if what I have deduced is right, then I am not the right person to say. For if you are who I think you are, than I will never be the right person to say.” she said.

“Then who is?” she asked.

The Chronicler looked away with a childlike vulnerability which to Cari, seemed alien to her. She even saw her bite the bottom lip as she took a long sigh. She closed her eyes for a moment and it seemed that she has fallen asleep. But her eyes opened after a few moments.

“I just hope that you are not the one that I'm thinking about.” she said. “Because if you are then we are in more danger that I fore saw.”

“But are we not already?” she asked.

“Not like this, never like this.” the Chronicler said.

This left Cari in her own thoughts as she drifted off to sleep. She again had a dream where she saw the demons wearing the masks of the gods. She then took out her crossbow and fired the weapon of the demon king and killed them all.

She woke and looked over to the Chronicler. She spotted that the window was open. She opened the curtain and spotted that she was sat on the rooftop. She climbed out and sat beside her and watched the sun rise in silence. They did not need to talk, everything that needed to be said had already been spoken the night before. Once the sun was up they both climbed back in and joined the rest of the group and ate in silence. They soon left the tavern paying everything else they needed to.

They then whipped out the map as they walked in the street. They could see the tip of the tower when they heard a scream behind them. They looked behind them and turned. To their horror there were men surrounding Oran and they one of them pulled out a knife!

“How dare you!”

“Oh, is this your kid?” he asked.

“Yes, and if you don't let her go you will regret it.”

The leader laughed.

“Really?”

He walked up to the group and placed the knife next to Cari's neck.

“Then make me!”

Cari punched the man in the gut and pushed him away from her. He then got up looking at her with wide eyes. He panted and coughed. His friends pulled him up and he then pressed the knife against Oran's neck.

“Give all of us your possessions.” he said. “And don't try anything.”

Cari walked up to the group with anger in her eyes.

How could they! She thought.

She them took off her back pack and let it hang in front of her with nothing but her hand holding her things up. She then looked at the leader and the whacked him up in the cheek. She then took out her crossbow and fired the rest in the knee caps until they were all on the ground.

She knelt in front of Oran.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes.”

They then left them on several benches and then walked to where the tower was. It was a deep brown-pink colour in the bricks that seemed to attract flies. Confirming their suspiration of why the bricks were that colour. The small black door was pointed and it was not made of wood but bone! The knob was a scull!

They felt their stomach churn as they came to the door. They looked at the grim door knob none wished to touch it and none wished to go in but they all knew they had to do it. They looked around almost questioning each other on who would do the deed.

Ryo huffed and closed his eyes and used his magic to push the door off his hinges and into the tower. They then came in and the room was plain and barren. They looked around and the heard a sound of chains and several groans like a few guys in pain.

“W-what're we doing here?” came a familiar voice.

“W-wait, are we in the tower?”

“Oh demon realm! We are!”

They looked behind and spotted the gang that tried to hurt Oran earlier!

“Is this your doing you little witch?” they asked out of a rebellious anger.

“No, what and how are you even here/” she asked him.

“That's what we want to know!”

“Well, there are tales of this place. We also know that there are random times that we hear screams coming from here. Then all of those that enter here and leave are completely different. Almost scary, even more than us!”

“Well, I think that I know why.” she said as she raised her crossbow and shot. They closed their eyes as they all fell on the ground.

They looked down as they saw their chains evaporate and then the tower started to shake. Then things started to fall. Cari, Ryo, Scar and the Chronicler all pulled the rest of the gang away from the tower as it fell.

“What just happened?” they all asked.

The Chronicler opened the map and there was a new piece of text appeared.

“The tower is supported by willing revenge killings, and the only way to destroy the tower is to forgive the ones that did you harm.” she said. “I have enchanted this text so that you will see this after this for true forgiveness must be done willingly.”

They looked at the mount of dust in front of them.