The Fighter

A tall, red haired fighter stared, up the hill, at the lead of three other people. Despite the cold wind he wore just a pair of shorts and sneakers on his feet. His hair was cut short with something of a spiky look to it. Across his back were crossed a pair of scabbards. One held a long sword while the other contained a short one. Along one arm, wound around the tight muscle, there was a black constrictor with a diamond on its head. The head resting on the back of his hand. As one watched him walk along the road they could see he was very angry. It was etched in every step, motion, gesture, and lack of any conversation since the group had left the Ithaca College campus. Jeremy Fisher turned his opal dark eyes back down the hill to look at the long, choppy view of Cayuga Lake. Behind him, next in line, was his best friend Jonathan Thomas, Jon Tom, who in the new world, created by the merging of the science realm with the magic realm, was a mage. Right behind him was Jon Tom's new found love, Sara Sanders, a princess whose father created the safe haven of Ithaca College. Now it was no longer a refuge for them since her ex-boyfriend, Edward Ward, had taken over power with the help of an unknown mage. In addition to his fowl brother David Fisher. In addition to the mage there was some kind of an alliance with a dark lord. At the rear, another fighter, was Dianne Bryant. She had spent the last eleven years, of her life, trying to regain a personal possession from the famous pirate Sunshine David. Since then she had fallen in love with Jeremy who was the only man ever to fight her as an equal.

A large gap had formed, and grown, considerably before he had stopped to look at the lake. It had taken several minutes but the other three were almost caught up when Sara stopped walking with Dianne almost running into her. "Where are we going?"

For a moment no one answered as Jon Tom turned to look at her. He was still having trouble understanding how this beautiful woman could love him. "Away."

"We need to find a safe place to figure out what we need to do about the situation back at I C. Not sure exactly where Jeremy is going but by the way he is walking he definitely has a destination in mind." Dianne walked around her to catch up to Jon Tom. After a few steps she stopped because she noticed Sara had not moved. "What now?"

"I think we should stop him and find out where we are going." Sara said as Jon Tom, and Dianne, turned to see Jeremy had started walking again.

Jon Tom needed to make her realize they should not be stopping but should be following him. "We really don't need to right now. He does know what he is doing and I trust him."

"Well I don't. I would like to know where we are going before we go any further." Sara still hadn't moved.

Jon Tom was about to say something when he was startled by Jeremy's voice right next to him. "We're going to John Thomas Steak House just a little past the top of the hill. There is rumor that the place is intact and we will be able to find some accommodations run by a band of State Troopers, Ithaca Police Department (IPD), and a bunch of refugees that didn't want to stay at the I C campus. The number is said to be around 200 residents. More or less. Does this meet your standards your royalness?"

Sara was about to respond in anger when Jon Tom held his hand up for her to keep quiet. "I think we get the idea so let's get there as quickly as possible to get shelter before night fall."

Before anyone could say more Jeremy turned around and stormed up the hill. It took the rest almost 20 minutes to catch up with him. By this time they had passes the old Mighty Mini Mart, burnt to the ground, and had topped out on the hill. In the distance was the entrance to the s

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