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Installment 17 of my story (Other parts can be found on 151, 166, 214, 220, 246, 253, 260, 269, 271, 279, 294, 309, 321, 321, 322, 324, 325): She drew even more strange looks as she made her way to Pika’s library. When she entered the building she shouted Pika’s name down the hallways. She got no reply though. Everything was deathly silent. This was very odd. Pika was almost always at her library. Veruca suddenly became quite anxious as she moved slowly along the long, dusty hallways. Her heart was beating in her throat when she came to Pika’s desk. It was unoccupied. A sudden crash of books from deeper within the building made her jump. She put the doll next to Pika’s desk. On shaky legs our heroine retraced her steps. Rounding one bookshelf she saw a slight figure bathed in the dim light. The figure was bent over, rifling through the heaps of books. The silhouette didn’t match that of Pika. The person was taller than what Veruca could remember the librarian to be. http://img02.deviantart.net/3e04/i/2014/094/9/9/the_library_by_elluna-d6hf7at.jpg Our heroine sneaked from bookshelf to bookshelf while the figure’s attention was wholly occupied by the books in front of it. She stopped behind the figure, only a couple of arm lengths away. Veruca crouched and uncoiled like a spring towards the shadowy person. The intruder half turned but it was too late. Veruca was on top of her target. As they fell to the ground both of them were cast in light from a nearby oil lamp. Veruca saw feathery, white hair reflecting in the light and kindly eyes now stretched wide in panic. “Oheylens! Where is Pika?” the heroine asked concerned. The lanky woman squirmed out from under Veruca. Seemingly rallying herself Oheylens said, “Pika went away to talk with someone, she didn’t say who. She looked really excited to go see the person though.”. Veruca was happy that Pika may have found someone special. Pika clearly wanted to keep everything under wraps though. Veruca looked up embarrassed at Oheylens. She tried to beam her most disarming smile at Oheylens. It seemed that she was forgiven because the snowy haired woman helped her up. Oheylens was a researcher. She apparently came to the village because of Pika’s extensive library of rare books. Travelling scholars weren’t a rare sight in the settlement. This type of tourism was actually the life blood of the otherwise nondescript village. Oheylens had been staying in Duz for quite a while though-far longer than most of her colleagues. Veruca tried to glance at the books that the researcher was busy with. Oheylens stepped in so that she blocked our heroine’s view, though not before she recognised one of the Stalker encyclopedias. “I thought your research interest was demographics? I didn’t know you were interested in Stalkers too.” Veruca asked. For a split-second there was a look of disappointment on the academic, “Aaaah, I wished you hadn’t seen that. This makes it a lot more complicated than it has to be. Come with me to Pika’s office where it’s safer to talk.” Oheylens resolutely stepped through the dim hallways. She had to pause at various instances to wait for Veruca to catch up. The swift woman froze when she saw the doll propped next to the desk. “What is that?”, Oheylens muttered. From behind Veruca answered “That’s my doll. No need to be afraid.”. The woman with the ivory coloured hair bent over and inspected the wooden doll. She noticed that it was an uncanny wooden replica of Arc. Veruca made her way into the office a couple of moments later after her. Sharply shutting the door Oheylens gravely looked at the magenta haired heroine. Veruca couldn’t help but fidget as the stare continued bearing down on her.

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You are all so kind. Thank you again for the comments and likes. Installment 18 of my story (Other parts can be found on 151, 166, 214, 220, 246, 253, 260, 269, 271, 279, 294, 309, 321, 321, 322, 324, 325, 326): “Look…I don’t know-”. Oheylens interjected “I’m going to be straight with you because you are persistent and I know you are going to find out anyway. I’m actually a researcher with the king’s secret police in the capital. I’m here to monitor the situation with the Shadow Stalker.”, Our protagonist staggered backwards to brace herself against the wall. She stood there in silence to try and take in everything that was said. Oheylens on the other hand stood in the shadows and scrutinized Veruca’s reaction to the news. They stood frozen for minutes. The candle light threw up macabre shadows against the blank walls as they pondered their situation. Veruca straightened up, “Could you help me then in taking down the Stalker?”. Suddenly Oheylens produced a short stiletto blade from the folds of her clothing. While holding it up and inspecting the engravings on it in the light she said, “Oh, I’ll help you. Finally some field work-the creature won’t know what hit it.” The blade disappeared as quickly as it had made its appearance. Oheylens confidently strode over to the doll. She inspected the features and the clothes. “This could work as a distraction for the Stalker. It will give me a window of opportunity to attack. When the being is wounded then you can tie it with the special rope that I’ll provide you with.” Veruca wanted to say that she had a different plan but she didn’t want to argue with the expert. She just awkwardly nodded her head while trying not to be overawed by the situation. It was very rare to see someone from the king’s secret service in the countryside. Veruca was as a result a little bit star struck by all this. “Okay, I’ll see you at sunset here at the front door of the library” the woman said while exiting the office softly. Our protagonist reeled from this statement. She originally had planned taking on the creature a couple of days later, at the earliest. She had to move her timetable on a bit. Veruca stood at the front entrance of the library in layer upon layer of thick clothing. She anticipated a very cold evening. Veruca impatiently rocked back and forth on her heels as she waited for her mysterious partner. The heroine had been early because she didn’t want to disappoint an agent of the crown. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder. Veruca launched into the air from the shock. http://img03.deviantart.net/1eb3/i/2011/319/f/5/solitude_by_ohjzan-d39atgx.jpg

Installment 19 (Other parts can be found on 151, 166, 214, 220, 246, 253, 260, 269, 271, 279, 294, 309, 321, 321, 322, 324, 325, 326, 327): “Calm down Veruca. It’s me-Oheylens” whispered the lanky woman in a matter of fact manner. The agent walked into Veruca’s eye line. Oheylens was clearly prepared for the trial to come as she was arrayed in coal black from head to toe. She held out a thick, white rope, “As promised-the special rope that is able to hold the creature.”. Veruca took the proffered item and put it into a carrying sack. She took the Arc doll in her arms too. “Let’s get down to business then” Oheylens said eagerly while rubbing her hands. The two women walked to the alley where Veruca had been attacked by the Stalker. The memories brought a chill to Veruca. She hoped that this night would be less traumatic. Oheylens took the doll and plonked it down under the window facing the alley. http://orig06.deviantart.net/a14f/f/2013/029/a/c/the_alleys_of_st__forsinan_by_ranarh-d5t4v0g.jpg “We better find a place to hide and observe the situation” the agent said. It was already dark by the time our protagonist led Oheylens to a space behind a garbage dumpster. It had a clear view of the alley and the window. The white haired woman turned to Veruca surprised, “You pointed to this hiding place very quickly.” “Let’s just say that there isn’t only one stalker in town.” Oheylens seemed to be taken aback by that statement. She looked questioningly over at the person that was helping her. The heroine just shrugged her shoulders and gave a disarming smile. A clattering of cans drew the attention of the two back to the doll. They could see the stalker moving slowly floating to the doll. The agent inched silently out from behind of the dumpster. Veruca held her breath as she looked on how her new friend moved closer and closer to the creature. The stalker didn’t seem to notice anything as she cooed and touched the doll. Finally Oheylens slid in behind her target. In one smooth movement she launched forward and slammed her dagger into the being’s shoulder. The stalker gave a harrowing scream and swirled around. Oheylens pulled out her blade and danced backwards out of the reach of the creature. Oheylens screamed down the alley “Now Veruca! Throw the rope on it!”. The heroine accordingly ran to the fight. The window above them slid open and a confused Arc poked his head out. He was still drowsy from the sleep so everything he saw still had to register. The stalker made for the open window. The heroine deftly lassoed the stalker right before the being could reach Arc. Veruca fastened the rope on a dumpster, restraining the creature.

Installment 20 (Other parts can be found on 151, 166, 214, 220, 246, 253, 260, 269, 271, 279, 294, 309, 321, 321, 322, 324, 325, 326, 327, 327): Arc groggily wiped the sleep out of his eyes, “What the hell! What is that!?”. “That is a Shadow Stalker, Arc. It wants to kill you.”, Veruca said matter of factly while stepping closer to the window. The smith looked in disbelief at the Stalker straining against the rope. It snarled at Arc when it saw him looking. “Thank you both-“. A resounding snap sound could be heard. Veruca turned in time to see the stalker floating forward again with seeming glee. No I won’t let you, Veruca thought while she leaped up and through Arc’s window. Just before she shut the window she screamed to Oheylens, “I would appreciate it if you could hold it off for a couple of moments.”. “Don’t do it Veruca! I want to capture and study it!” the agent screamed up at the window. Veruca seemed to be deaf to her pleas as she shut the window and locked it. The Stalker’s claws could be heard scratching the windows, creating a jarring sound. The being redirected its attention to Oheylens who was already in her low combat stance-daggers at the ready. A touch on our protagonist’s shoulder drew her attention from the fight below. Arc had his hand on her shoulder “Veru, thank you for everything you’ve done for me. You’ve put your own life on the line.”. Veruca felt every heartbeat in her chest. She could feel herself blushing as her whole face was flooded with warmth. Furthermore this was the first time she had actually been inside of Arc’s room bedroom. “I need you to do something for me now, Arc. Please close your eyes” Veruca said while clasping his hand. Arc looked a little bewildered at the request. He looked into Veruca’s eyes as if he wanted to ascertain her intentions. Seemingly satisfied he shut his eyes tight. A knowing smile crept across his face. The purple haired woman walked forward slowly until she was only inches away from Arc. They could feel each other’s faint, warm breaths on their faces. Veruca hesitated as she hovered right in front of the smith’s face. The stalker’s scream echoing outside reminded her of the importance of all this though. This was about saving Arc’s life. She leaned in and her lips met Arc’s. They stood kissing, in wonder at how soft each other’s lips are. The only sound being the smothered moans as the kiss went on and on. http://img09.deviantart.net/b77b/i/2007/172/b/d/sunset_kiss_by_susib.jpg