The Fire and The Storm - The Nexus of Kellaran #2

Chapter 27

PART 6

Life continued without any further exceptional developments for the next six weeks. Then there came a

warm summer’s evening that found the twins relaxing in the grass beside the chicken pen. They were

six and a half months old, and were playing vlah; a basic war game they’d learned from the unicorns,

played on a hexagonal board covered with triangles on which three kinds of markers were moved in

turn to capture territory. The moves on the board were only half the competition, since they each had to

block the other from their mind enough to conceal their moves, which was exceedingly difficult for both

of them. As each of their turns came and they considered their next move, the other would be probing

their mental barriers and offering ingenious distractions.

Then Reggie’s barriers slipped, and Helemia saw his entire strategy.

“Ha! I’ve got you now!” she crowed as she prepared to counter his forces.

“Wait. Check Stripe.” Reggie told her.

Their barriers dissolved, and they thought almost as one again.

Reggie had psionicly ‘heard’ what sounded like Stripe growling in the distance. When they checked his

rudimentary thoughts, they found that he was stalking, and that he hated his prey because his quarry

meant harm to Helemia and Reggie. And there were more than one of them. Furthermore, he hated

them because he couldn’t see, hear, or smell them, though he knew that they were there with his

psionic sensitivity. The discrepancy irritated him to no end.

The two pets hadn’t been back to the house for weeks. They’d hunted for food, while patrolling for the

Sylvan scouts who’d occasionally approached the settlement. Now there were more than scouts; there

was a force of enemies moving into position.

“Stripe, wait.” Reggie commanded, and the cat froze.

The twins spent a long moment checking the vicinity, while continuing to play their game without any

apparent distraction, in case they were being watched.

“It’s Vanakit Lamitkeze. And he’s brought a lot of friends.” Helemia realized.

“Yes.” Reggie agreed. “They’ve cast a big domed Shield over this whole valley. A really strong one,

psionic as well as Force, I bet. I don’t know if we can break through it to call for help. There really is a

lot of them. And they’ve found a way to get past Father’s Wards. We’ve all underestimated these

Sylvan. They’ve had a very long time with nothing to do but get better at being dangerous in every way.

We should’ve thought about that more.”

“They picked a good time.” she noted. “Father and everyone else are all doing a training exercise. No

doubt Vanakit planned it that way; the community schedule is pretty obvious if they’ve been watching. A

bunch of them are on the top of the cliffs on either side of the pass. They’re probably waiting to ambush

us when we go home. The rest are scattered along the ridge around the valley. They’re probably going

to try to scare us into running home, and make sure they herd us the right way. They’ll likely wait until it

gets dark, if we don’t try to go home first.

“I can’t tell what Vanakit’s thinking. He’s gotten a lot better at Shielding, and he has a couple of the

others helping him with it. He sure hates me though. I’m surprised he managed to get so close without

me noticing.

“This… This is actually pretty scary. But it’s pretty exciting too!”

“Yup!” Reggie agreed, suppressing a grin. “Let’s see if we can find some with less mental Shielding.

We’ll have to be careful to make sure they don’t know they’ve been Read.

“Ah, here’s one. Just her surface thoughts and emotions, but… Ha! They’re just as scared as we are!

They’re scared of Vanakit ‘cause they think he’s crazy and he hurts them a lot, they’re scared their god

will be mad at them for attacking us, and they’re scared of… Something unseen that they know has

been stalking them. That’d be Stripe! He’s about the only thing that’s as stealthy as they are!”

“They’re scared of our parents and the rest of our settlers too, especially the dragons.” Helemia pointed

out. “Vanakit has them convinced that it was our parents that attacked him. They think he’s attacking us

to get revenge on our parents. Because he’s ashamed to admit he got taken by me before I was born, I

bet! And they actually think that after they kill us, they’ll be able to hide it from our people! They really

have no idea who they’re dealing with!”

“Huh. Well all we really have to do is keep from getting caught by them for the next two hours, at most.

Mother and Father and Aunt Alilia will be done with the exercise in an hour and a half. When they get

home and find that we didn’t come home at sundown, they’ll come looking for us.”

“Bah! Nuts on that!” Helemia snorted. “Let’s get ‘em ourselves! We’ve got Stripe and Scout inside their

Shield with us, we can take ‘em!”

“I don’t know. It’s pretty risky.” Reggie countered. “We still couldn’t win a physical fight against even one

half-grown Sylvan, even working together. And we still don’t have any magic. And we don’t know how

many of them there are.”

“Well then, let’s try to get a count of them. I’ll take the ones above the pass, you take the ones along

the ridge.”

“Okay. Then we’ll need a plan. And it’ll be dark in about a half hour, they’ll probably come after us then.

We should move before then. We’re right out in the open here, and I’m sure they’re all watching us.”

A few minutes later Helemia had her results. “Crap. I count a hundred and five of ‘em on each side of

the pass.”

“Three hundred and eleven of them along the ridge.” Reggie reported. “Five hundred and twenty-one

all together.”

“Double crap! You’re right, we won’t be able to take all of them, there’s way too many.”

“Yes, but you’re right too, we’re going to have to get as many of them as we can. There’s too many of

‘em for us to avoid them all if we don’t.”

“I’m surprised that they’re all inside their big psionic Shield.” Helemia mused. “They could have stayed

hidden from us if they were outside it.”

“They have to be inside it, to stay hidden from our grown-ups. And they think their personal psionic

Shields are strong enough to protect them from attack. I doubt they’re worried about us detecting them,

they don’t think we’re any danger to them anyway. Vanakit’s the only one who knows different, and he’s

not telling them.

“How many do you think we could beat with psionic attacks before we got too tired to keep fighting?”

“Maybe thirty. We should save that for last, to get the ones who’re holding the big psionic Shield. So we

can call for help if we have to.”

“Good thinking.” he agreed. “The easiest thing we can do is help Stripe and Scout. Scout can’t detect

these Sylvan at all. Stripe knows they’re there, but he can’t locate them exactly, which is probably why Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

he hasn’t attacked them yet. We can show Stripe and Scout exactly where the Sylvan are. And we can

make it harder for the Sylvan to detect them.”

“We’ll have to be really sneaky.” she mused. “And that’ll be hard, ‘cause these Sylvan spend their

whole lives being sneaky. And they hunt each other all the time, so they know how to find people that’re

being sneaky.”

“Yup. So we’ll need a really good plan…”

Twenty-five minutes later, as the sun was disappearing behind the ridge, they picked up their game and

casually strolled into the goat shed, which was under the edge of the trees. There they retrieved their

darts and a small water-skin, and climbed the bars of a stall to the top of the low rear wall, and wedged

themselves between the top of the wall and the pine-bough thatch of the roof. It was hard to push the

thatch up enough to get under it, and it was hard not to cry out from the pokes and scratches they got

from the pine needles and twigs, but soon they were in position. They checked to make sure that Stripe

and Scout were ready, then waited another few minutes for darkness to fully fall in the bottom of the

valley.