Cohen of the Rebellion-Volume 1 Chapter 10
Chapter 10 - Short Journey to DC: Steven, Manta, Dimmock, Winslet, Windsor
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” I woke up screaming and breathed rapidly like any other mornings.
“Ahhh!” Someone was whispering around me, “You are awake.”
There were some tiny figures gathered around, which freaked me a little.
“I am Steven! I am a winged-man! Thank you for saving my friends life.” To prove what he said, little winged-man tried to spread his wings in the narrow carriage.
“I am Manta, I’m a dwarf. I’m not good at human language.” He looked at his hands, “Thank you!”
“I’m Dimmock… master of sand, I’m a sandman…”
“I… I’m Winslet… hello.” I stared at her, she looked down and blushed.
“That handkerchief…” I touched my forehead, “were you wiping me when I was dreaming?”
“Ye… me,” her face blushed even more, “you looked very unfitting.”
“Appreciated that!” I said, “You have no idea how hard it is waking up with a headful full of sweat.”
“No… no problem.” The elf girl looked at me, “You saved Windsor’s life with your blood, it’s you I should be thanking.”
“Right! That Windsor girl? Is she alright?”
“Here!” A sweet girly voice came and the door was opened. Father put a little girl inside.
“Cohen, a girl cried to see you.” Father looked amused, “So I brought her in. I’ll let you talk.”
“Thank you daddy!”
“By the way, due to the incident we had, we are on our way back the Darkmoon. I’ve sent people for their tribes.” Father closed the door.
“Hello! Big brother!” I’m Windsor! Windsor Don!”
She recovered well, judging from her red face.
“Good go see you, Windsor, how you feeling now?” I flipped her head, “Want another drink?”
“Noooo! If I don’t use magic, then I don’t need blood.” She bulged her pretty eyes, “Big brother’s blood tastes raw.”
“Oh… really?” I was a little embarrassed.
“Don’t get mad, she’s like that always.” Winslet said.
“By the way, how did you get caught?”
“Well…”
“Let me see…”
“We were…”
“Don’t talk!” Windsor jumped up, “Let Windsor tell him the story!”
“OK, then you tell.” Winslet expressed great patience, “But you have to tell it right!”
“Winslet is the best!” Windsor kissed her cheek, then turn to me and said.
“Big brother, things happened. We are friends. My father is meeting with Winslet’s mother, Dimmock’s father, Steven’s father and Manta’s father every year. They were talking then we went out to play. Few days ago me and Winslet found a beautiful bird, then I got every boys to catch it. Then we got caught by those bad people…”
“Yeah, Windsor was sick because of that.” Steven added.
“Father said humans are not to be trusted.” Manta glimpsed me, then said embarrassedly, “Though I think you are not one of them.”
“My parents are good people!” I said to Manta, “Me and my friends are good too!”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I’ll show you! Let’s be friends together.”
“Some friend… you didn’t even tell us your name.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry. I forgot to tell you, I am Cohen Kheda.”
“That’s more like it! Still you need to wrestle with me.”
“Meaning?”
“The dwarf thing! Wrestling makes friends.”
“Is that true? Steven, do I need to fly in order to be your friend?”
“No… but you need to catch me up.”
“What…?”
“Don’t worry. Steven’s easy! Windsor will help!”
POWWWWW! Moya was slammed on the sand ground, then he jumped upon Moya!!
“Argh!!!” Moya got pegged… and around them, Wilder was giving orders, “Marfa, if you do that you’ll get him down!”
On the other side, our lovely Windsor attached herself to Steven, and the little devil revealed her sharp teeth, her eyes stared at his arm, and said, “I’ll let you fly, aha, can’t you fly? Cohen will catch you!”
“Darn, Windsor! I’m cold-blooded you can’t eat that!” Poor Steven got sweaty.
“Did I say I’m drink it? I’ll have a tiny bite!” Girly devil was grinding her teeth.
I ran harshly and grabbed Steven’s belt, “Steven!!! I got you!”
“Gee… you passed.” Poor Steven abandoned his rules for his own safety.
“Alright! All passed!” Carey declared.
“Whoopee!”
“We are friends!” Everyone was cheering for this Friendship Qualification Convention. Of course Carey came up with that name. Though she didn’t wrestle with Manta, or raced Steven. Before Manta was about to complaint, she pursed her lips, “Us ladies will make friends with ladies, we don’t want be part of yours.”
“That’s right! Windsor loves Carey and Flynn! Winslet too!” Windsor followed.
“Yeah, you boys’ stuff. We have our ways to make friends.” Winslet floated in the air, her thin and clear wings flapping, and spoke softly… well, no girl shows, pity…
“So what are we going to do?” Windsor asked.
“Let’s go to grandpa’s garden! That should be fun.”
“OK!”
“Boss, are we going?” Jack came nearer and asked.
Before I said anything, Dimmock asked, “Hold on, Jack, what did you just call him?”
“You don’t know?” Dimmock said, “Cohen is our leader, we’d call him boss.”
“Oh yeah? Then let me do the same!” Steven continued, “What about you Manta?”
“I… let me think about it…” He’s clearly considering.
“Just call him that!” Windsor pushed Manta, “Call him that!”
Suddenly there’s a light chuckle came behind us, “Little Windsor, what’ya doing?”
“Daddy!” Windsor swiveled and immediately jumped into the source of that voice. Then several tall and big adult showed up, my father was part of them.
“Manta!” A strong dwarf paced next to Manta, “Now you know you are a long way to go to become a real warrior!”
“Yea father!” Manta drooped his head, “I will work harder!”
“Aha, dad!” Steven looked at his father with a hippie smile.
“Shut your damn mouth! I told you time after time, a winged-man is aware of any danger! You stupid thing! I will punish you!” An adult winged-man shouted at the sky.
“Calm down.” A beautiful elf said, “Steven was very brave. He didn’t run away, right? He’s a good boy!”
“For god sake, her elf majesty. You remember that, Steven!”
I stood at a loss. Looking at these guy, I asked father, “Daddy, are they…?”
“Cohen, these are the fathers and mothers of your new friends! Dad looked delighted, “Let’s go kids! Time for lunch!”
