Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-44737749-20191228042459/@comment-44918909-20200124161102

Chapter thirteen

'''         Mr. Forkle went straight to the back at sat down his head in his hands. Sophie walked stiffly to the front of the mobile. It felt weird to not have her powers to rely on, what would happen if the Neverseen attacked or she needed to teleport? Tarina came and sat next to her.'''

“What’s up with him?” She glanced back at Mr. Forkle.

'''          “He spent years of his life in a lab, playing with my genes so that I would be powerful enough power to defeat the Neverseen” Sophie shuddered thinking of it. “Then with one jump through a portal it’s all erased, I need to get my powers back,” she stood to pace, “ I need to get them back soon before something bad happens. Because if it does it will be on your hands.”'''

'''         Tarina frowned at her “It wasn’t us Sophie, I can promise that much. We wouldn’t ever do that to you, none of us Trolls anyway we are all loyal to the trolish crown.”'''

'''       “No matter who’s head the crown sits on?” Mr. Forkle challenged from across the room. He looked back down at the square, which was resting in his hands.'''

'''    Tarina shook her head “ No troll would do such a thing without Empress Pernille’s permission. Especially not to a Paragon”'''

“The square?” Sophie asked.

    “Yes, that is the official name of this” He held up the square and looked at Tarina, “How do you know that the Paragon wasn’t made by a Troll working for the Neverseen?”

    “The queen made sure that it was handcrafted by a trusted advisor, trust me we don’t want anything messing with her powers.”

   “Why?” asked Mr. Forkle.

    “Why what?"

    "Why do you not want anyone messing with her powers?"

"I am not permitted to speak until we reach the castle”

'''        Sophie sat back down and tried to test something, the nearest loose item was an informational book on the lifestyle of trolls. She focused on it and slowly it lifted above the table. Sophie stared at it hope blooming in her like the flowers that her human mother had planted each year in the summer. She still had her telekinesis which meant “Tarina is there any cliffs near here?”'''

'''      The tall troll looked confused but then the realization hit her, “No, but I can take you to the top of a tower here, if he says it’s ok of course” she glanced back at Mr. Forkle who was staring intently at the Paragon. '''

'''     He looked up, “Why do you-” he stopped when he spotted the floating book. “You still have some abilities?” He asked it like a question, as though he didn’t seem to believe it. '''

      “Yes, well no, I can’t use my abilities but I think I can use things that come with being an Elf, Telekinesis, Body temperature regulation, and maybe, Teleportation.” 

   He nodded “then we must check to see” he looked at Tarina “ Do you have a small knife on you?”

“Yes, why?”

'''               “May I use it to see something with this?” He held up the Paragon. Tarina held out a knife which Sophie could barely imagine as small, it was almost as big as her arm and was sharper them some of Sandor's blades. Mr. Forkle didn’t seem to notice and he started to scratch at the gold on the outside of the square. It flaked off and fell to the floor as Sophie and Tarina walked to his side and watched. Under the thick coat was a block of black. '''

'''              Tarina saw what he was doing “I am really not supposed to let you guys see what that is, but even I don’t know ……” her voice trailed off as more was revealed. Sophie noticed something familiar about the coloring. '''