The Ultimate Host

" I have the slavery abolishing doc.u.ments in my possession. Aredhel's eyebrow raised. " Hand them over." Cirdan walked up to his mother, giving her the slavery abolishing doc.u.ments. Aredhel opened the elven tube, allowing the sandpaper scroll to fall into her gloved hands. He unraveled the scroll, reading the information. One of her eyes began flashing gold. " These are not the slavery abolishing doc.u.ments. She crumbled the scroll into a ball, tossing it back at Cirdan. " What do you mean?" I mean that those are the doc.u.ments!!" Cirdan picked up the balled sandpaper scroll unraveling it so he could read it. The doc.u.ments were blueprints for a small airship. Cirdan was also angry. He burned the doc.u.ments to pieces, using his aura. " However has those slavery abolishing doc.u.ments are hereby my enemy. " I am leaving this mission to you Cirdan. Bring me those doc.u.ments and that person who has those doc.u.ments in his possession. " Yes, my queen," answered Cirdan. When Cirdan turned around a serious expression was stored on his face. He wanted Wing's head on a stick. Cirdan poured his blood into the statues of the elf's. The door opened and Cirdan left.

Wing's House..

Wing entered his home by using the key under his welcome mat. He was tired, hungry, and angry. He walked to his big fridge and opened it, pulling out some cheese, bread, and chicken. He made a chicken and cheese sandwich. He stuffed the sandwich on a plastic plate throwing it in the microwave. While the sandwich was being heated up, Wing sat on the couch and watched some tv. He also smoked a cigarette. 3 minutes passed. The sandwich was finished heating, the cheese was melted, the bread was toasty, and the chicken was just like tuna. When he was about to take a bite of his sandwich an arrow was fired into his shoulder. Blood splattered all of his white leather couch. Wing ripped the arrow out of his shoulder, tossing it to the side.He quickly jumped over the couch for cover. He had been marked for death. Suddenly a barrage of arrows came through the windows like bullets, filling the place with holes leaving it with a mess. Wing didn't care. He was going to clean after lunch. Henn pulled out his plasma gun, loading the energy cells into the gun, slowly lifting his head. He noticed a royal guard. He was being hunted .