Bounty Hunter Bash Sleep Lock Part One

 Grasharlo’s Spell 

Bash looked at Strena as they traveled on. After being the target of so many people’s revenge, she must have been going through so much. She knew that the girl was a good fighter but she still needed motivation and guidance. She remembered what the strange voice had said.

“Be a mother to her.”

And now, she knew why. So she walked by the girl.

“Do you think that you will be alright?”

Strena looked down.

“I don’t know. Tell me, do you think that I will ever be like Daddy, no, Dad?”

“Given the right circumstances, yes. But I’m pretty certain that, here with us, you won’t.”

She looked down and nodded.

“It’s a bit like me and… Uncle Chashathrophogh. It seems that we are very much alike, to a point we sometimes say things at the same time. So I do have to wonder about that. After all, given the right circumstances, maybe I would have become someone like him.”

She nodded, yet Bash knew that this did nothing to comfort her. So she placed an arm around her. Yet she could not help but feel slightly awkward.

“Look. If you really think about it, when it comes down to it, it’s only up to you at the end of the day. If you don’t want to become like your father don’t. After all, you are not him. You are you and you should never betray who you truly are as that is what comes natural to you. So, tell me, does that come natural to you?”

She narrowed her eyes.

“I don’t know.”

Bash was about to open her mouth to speak, only to catch the sight of something to her right. Quickly she pushed Strena out of the way and saw a ball of light. She spun and flew back. Then she looked at the ground where they were.

She looked down, feeling slightly disoriented. There, on a clif was none other than Grasharlo. Yet, as she took a closer look, she noticed that sheblooked very much like Dark Lord Gajellidor Darcrogh.

“Watch out!” She shouted.

They all looked back at her and nodded. Bash took out her bow, Strena took out her swords, Zaryb took out his tiny daggers as his body seemed to tense up. Then Cerpheres took out his violin and soon Chashathrophogh and Bash felt their magic being boosted. She then looked at Strena, who looked as if her energy was being boosted too .

“Oh! I wanted to attack you more without you knowing where I am!”

Then Strena ran at her. As she did, Bash fired her bow at the witch. Grasharlo stopped the arrow with her magic. Bash pushed her arrow on with her magic. As she did, Zaryb sent his tiny daggers at her too. She was able to stop them too. Bash loaded her bow again and shot another arrow at her. She was able to stop that one. She put more pressure on them.

That was when Chashathrophogh ran to Strena as she reached Grasharlo. There she threw a slash at her. She took out a blade and blocked. She then placed a hand on her head. She fell down, Chashathrophogh caught her. He checked her pulse to find that she was still alive.

Then he saw her hand and dived back. She dived on and turned the tiny blades to him. He dived back again and again, dodging each and every one of them and they got stuck in the mud. She then outstretched her hand and a ball of fire was released from it. He dived out of the way as she realized more and more in rapid succession. 

As she had him on the ropes Bash shot several arrows at her. So she ran to her. She continued to stop arrow after arrow as she ran on and on and on. She then reached her. Bash was about to release a fire ball at her point blank until she felt a hand on her head. She soon fell.

Chashathrophogh charged at her and dived to get Bash and dived back as quickly as he could and placed her next to Strena.

Quickly he threw out a kick and grabbed her hand by the wrist. He willed as much pain into her body as he could. She started screaming yet he knew that it was not enough. That was when he felt a hand on his head. He too fell down.

Zaryb threw the tiny daggers at her. Yet as he did, she ran to Cerpheres. He put away his violin and flicked out a star at her throat. Only for the star to move through her neck and head as if they were smoke! His eyes narrowed for a moment and dived back in shock. Then he felt a slight anger, this was followed by a smile and licked lips.

“Interesting…”

He then saw her blade. He blocked it then he placed a hand on her head as she put a hand on his head. He spoke something underneath his breath before he fell.

She then turned to Zaryb, who was looking at her with rage. He ran at her, throwing tiny dagger after tiny w. She stopped each and every one of them. She ran to him and took hold of his wrists. Soon he was feeling pain all over and soon he felt weak.

“You should know by now that did not work.” She sang as she took a step forward.

He felt all of his energy being drained from him.

“Kiss me.”

He closed his eyes and he looked at Strena.

“Only if you sweat to me that you will never kill any one of us in our sleep.”

She smirked as she shrugged.

“Alright.” She lied.

“Bind it!”

“Fine! I Grasharlo bind it.”

He let out a sigh of relief before he kissed her. She pressed in as he took out a tiny dagger. She cupped his cheek and moved it up. His lips slipped and he fell.

She then walked over to Strena and pulled out a long knife and pushed it in her chest. Then once she pulled it out there was no blood on the blade. Then she looked at the girl. She was still alive and unharmed. She then moved to Bash and tried to do the same and nothing happened. She looked at Zaryb.

He played me well…