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The Neopian Times Week 83 > Continuing Series > The Gelert’s Mark: Part Four

The Gelert’s Mark: Part Four

by battlesunn

Untitled Document The Gelert raised his silver head and blinked sleepily, peering around the cave with a confused sort of expression. Finally, his gaze came to rest on me, and he snarled angrily, baring his teeth and extending his claws. He was just about to jump on me when I whipped out the Rainbow Swirly Thing, hypnotizing him instantly. His eyes became dull and glossy, and he sank back down to the cave's floor, a blissfully unaware smile spreading across his face.

     I gave a quick sigh of relief, keeping the swirly thing focused at his face. I took a step forward, trying hard not to blink, as I prepared to question him.

     "What is your name?" I asked, keeping my tone steady and firm. He let out a small sigh before answering.

     "Kybo." He spoke slowly, as though unsure of what he was saying. I nodded, and continued my interrogation.

     "What are the names of your team-mates?"

     "Saysha, she is a golden Gelert, and Vilux, he is a shadowed Gelert."

     "I see. What roles do you all play in the Team?"

     "I'm the one who does all the fighting... Saysha is our spy. Vilux is the master planner, he's very clever, and dangerous."

     I raised a brow; obviously, Vilux was the Gelert that I would have to watch out for. I decided to probe deeper with the subject of this particular Gelert.

     "Why is Vilux dangerous?"

     "He's very sly, like the Zafara Rogue... He prefers the dishonorable tactics of fighting rather than paw to paw combat."

     "What kinds of tactics?"

     "Poison. Nothing too dangerous, just concoctions that can disable someone for a certain amount of time, or scramble their minds."

     I felt myself growing slightly sick with worry as I remembered Shelly. Had I sent her wandering right into Vilux’s claws?

     "And where is your Headquarters located?" I asked quietly, scribbling down all of what Kybo had told me on a sheet of notepad paper.

     "Neopia Central, in the abandoned chocolate factory."

     "The Chocolate Factory?!" I shouted, unable to keep my tone clam and level. "But- The Jelly Chia, what about him?"

     "Long gone. He lives in the Haunted Woods now. Everyone thinks that he is still there, though, which makes the Chocolate Factory the perfect HQ location."

     He lapsed into silence, staring blandly forward. I rolled my eyes before quickly tying him firmly to a large and sturdy rock jutting out of the rocky ground. I sat down on the floor of the cave, my head in my claws. I had some serious thinking to do-- mainly about how I was to approach this little problem. I occupied my wandering mind by thinking about Shelly, and wondered if she had made it into Team Alpha.

     The silence hung in the air like a heavy fog, until the piercing beep of my walkie-talkie cut through it like a Cobrall dagger. My eyes popped open as I fumbled for the 'on' button. Finally, I managed to get the walkie-talkie on and positioned up against my ear.

     "Shelly? Where are you? How'd it go? Over."

     On the other line, I heard Shelly groan in exasperation. "Oh for crying out loud, Ez! You don't need to say over. I can tell when you're finished!"

     "Whatever," I snapped, my momentary good mood punctured by Shelly's negativity. "Just tell me how things have been going, are you in?"

     "Yup. It was like shooting Pfish in a barrel. They practically made me join after I told them that I was interested."

     "Really?" I asked, a puzzled expression on my face. "It was that easy?"

     "I think it was because of my statistics, they're quite high, you know. I'm stronger than the both of them, though their speed points are through the roof."

     "Well, that makes sense. They'd need it, wouldn't they? With all the crime that they do… They’d have to be able to make a fast getaway."

     "I suppose so. So how did your phase of the operation go?"

     I grinned, twirling the rainbow swirly thing in my claws. "Extremely well, Shelly. I got all the information I need." A thought suddenly occurred to me. "Shelly, I just remembered something. The Gelert I've got captive, the silver one, he said to watch out for Vilux. He's that greasy furred shadowed Gelert."

     Shelly's voice sounded confused. "How'd you get him to tell you that?"

     "Three words: rainbow swirly thing." I smiled as I imagined what Shelly's face probably looked like right now. One of immense jealousy, I was sure.

     "No way! You'd better give it to me when we meet up again, I've wanted one for ages." Shelly exclaimed, her tone one of anger and envy. "Well, anyway, I already figured that much out; he seems to be the sneaky type, always slinking around in the shadows." There was a pregnant pause. "His voice is real oily, to." Shelly suddenly added, as though that made all the difference everything.

     "Careful, Shelly," I replied, fighting the urge to snicker. "My captive told me that Vilux uses poison. He could always just be luring you into a false sense of security."

     Shelly laughed. "You underestimate me, Ez. I'm almost insulted." She paused for a second, before adding, in a voice dripping with sarcasm, "Over." There was a soft click, and Shelly went out.

     I kept the walkie-talkie clenched tightly in my claws, feeling quite insulted. I didn't have much time to feel sorry for myself, though, because Kybo had long since overcome the after-effects his hypnosis and was struggling rapidly out of his bonds. With a loud roar, he snapped through the remaining strands and lunged at me, fangs bared. Fortunately, us Krawks are famous for our quick thinking.

     In one brilliant move, I rolled to the side, causing Kybo to crash into the hard, rocky ground. While he was collecting himself, I dashed over to the loot bag and hastily searched through it, looking for a powerful Battledome item. At last, I found one. A fire and ice sword, the blade flickering with its strange red and blue flames. I wielded it in both claws, ready to swing at the opposing Gelert.

     Kybo heaved himself up off the ground, and shook his massive head. Then, he caught sight of me, and charged. I was ready. When he got within a foot of me, I swung my sword at the tiny little spot between Kybo’s shoulder and neck. It had the desired effect; For the second time that day, Kybo fell to the ground like ton of bricks, the force of his fall making the cave walls shake. I didn't waste anytime.

     Quickly, I tied him to the rock again, this time using much more rope. I grabbed the bag of items, threw the rainbow swirly thing around my neck and ran in the direction of Neopia Central and the abandoned Chocolate Factory.

     I gathered up all of my courage and strength as I cantered to the dark and looming shape of the Factory, where I would finally get the opportunity take down Team Alpha. It was either sweet victory, or grim defeat....

To be continued...

Previous Episodes

The Gelert’s Mark

The Gelert’s Mark: Part Two

The Gelert’s Mark: Part Three

The Gelert’s Mark: Part Five

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