of his eyebrows.
“Narrie stayed at the house. This is Mathieu. He’s my friend.”
The man gave Mathieu a once over before nodding in approval. “The shop seems to like him. Tesla has been out of glow for a while now, but perked right up when your friend entered. As did Nikola.” Pointing with his free hand, a red ball of light that looked identical to the other floated around a nearby corner. “They’re a set you know. Shadowriders.”
“Huh?” Mathieu said lamely. He would swear this man was speaking in one of the languages the Professor had been talking about earlier.
Smiling, the man allowed the red ball to rest in his palm. “These creatures have many forms. This is their most useless. All they do is float around and sleep. They have a bigger form, like a cat, yet not; more skeletal but kind of fluffy. Shadowriders have two other forms, a medium form about the size of a large dog and finally, an armored beast body that stands taller than you or I. They’re pretty amazing. They can even communicate telepathically with those gifted enough to hear them. I personally can’t, but I’ve heard of times when their species have saved those that were listening.”
“Shadowriders, huh…” His eyes were full of wonder at the small creature now resting in the crook of his elbow.
Releasing the one that he held, Grandpa patted him on the back. “Tell you what, for bringing Avian to see me again, I’ll let you have them. They don’t do me any good anyway.”
He left out that we can teleport, too. The purple ball seemed to be pulsing as the deep voice filled his head.
Of course he did. He doesn’t know our secrets. This voice was softer, feminine.
The first voice snorted. It’s not our fault that they are so ignorant. Useless, I swear.
“That was rude.” Mathieu said aloud.
Avian gave him a quizzical look. “Uh?”
“Can’t you hear it? It said we’re ignorant.”
Grandpa laughed. “That’s wonderful. You can hear them, can’t you?”
“Hear who?” Avian asked, feeling left out.
The man rolled his eyes and smacked her in the shin with his cane. “You don’t listen, do you? He can hear them , the Shadowriders.”
Mathieu laughed, severely doubting the man’s words. “I really don’t think that I’m capable of doing that.”
Wow, said the feminine voice, he sure has long hair. The red ball nuzzled against his hair.
“Quit that.” He swatted at the light.
It made a squeaking sound before hiding behind a nearby shelf.
Not a moment later, a catlike thing stepped out from behind the unit. It made a ‘murr’ and wound around his ankles. Hello, mister. I’m Nikola. That’s Tesla. Is it true that you can hear us?
Mathieu pondered the cat. Pushing out painfully with his mind, he felt slight warmth wrap around his consciousness, pulling him in. Hello? His voice echoed in his head oddly, reverberating into another space.
Hello. The feminine voice replied. So you can hear us. This is
progress .
Hush, Nikola. We don’t talk to humans.
Well I don’t talk to you. With a ‘humph’ Mathieu knocked the ball of light off his shoulder.
The purple ball changed halfway through the fall, landing beside the other catlike thing. It was a bit taller and slightly bulkier, a jet black in opposition to the other’s dark reddish color. Rude.
“Bite me.” A sharp pain shot up his leg from where the black cat bit him on the ankle. “Ow!” Growling, he picked the thing up by the scruff of its neck, staring into its eyes. “ Don’t do that again.” He dropped the cat back to the floor.
Avian was watching him intently, one hand covering her mouth to contain her giggles. “You’re just so nice, Mathieu.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He said, mimicking her.
Grandpa wound past the pair of them and deeper into the shop, going into the back room, “You two coming?”
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“Narrie stayed at the house. This is Mathieu. He’s my friend.”
The man gave Mathieu a once over before nodding in approval. “The shop seems to like him. Tesla has been out of glow for a while now, but perked right up when your friend entered. As did Nikola.” Pointing with his free hand, a red ball of light that looked identical to the other floated around a nearby corner. “They’re a set you know. Shadowriders.”
“Huh?” Mathieu said lamely. He would swear this man was speaking in one of the languages the Professor had been talking about earlier.
Smiling, the man allowed the red ball to rest in his palm. “These creatures have many forms. This is their most useless. All they do is float around and sleep. They have a bigger form, like a cat, yet not; more skeletal but kind of fluffy. Shadowriders have two other forms, a medium form about the size of a large dog and finally, an armored beast body that stands taller than you or I. They’re pretty amazing. They can even communicate telepathically with those gifted enough to hear them. I personally can’t, but I’ve heard of times when their species have saved those that were listening.”
“Shadowriders, huh…” His eyes were full of wonder at the small creature now resting in the crook of his elbow.
Releasing the one that he held, Grandpa patted him on the back. “Tell you what, for bringing Avian to see me again, I’ll let you have them. They don’t do me any good anyway.”
He left out that we can teleport, too. The purple ball seemed to be pulsing as the deep voice filled his head.
Of course he did. He doesn’t know our secrets. This voice was softer, feminine.
The first voice snorted. It’s not our fault that they are so ignorant. Useless, I swear.
“That was rude.” Mathieu said aloud.
Avian gave him a quizzical look. “Uh?”
“Can’t you hear it? It said we’re ignorant.”
Grandpa laughed. “That’s wonderful. You can hear them, can’t you?”
“Hear who?” Avian asked, feeling left out.
The man rolled his eyes and smacked her in the shin with his cane. “You don’t listen, do you? He can hear them , the Shadowriders.”
Mathieu laughed, severely doubting the man’s words. “I really don’t think that I’m capable of doing that.”
Wow, said the feminine voice, he sure has long hair. The red ball nuzzled against his hair.
“Quit that.” He swatted at the light.
It made a squeaking sound before hiding behind a nearby shelf.
Not a moment later, a catlike thing stepped out from behind the unit. It made a ‘murr’ and wound around his ankles. Hello, mister. I’m Nikola. That’s Tesla. Is it true that you can hear us?
Mathieu pondered the cat. Pushing out painfully with his mind, he felt slight warmth wrap around his consciousness, pulling him in. Hello? His voice echoed in his head oddly, reverberating into another space.
Hello. The feminine voice replied. So you can hear us. This is
progress .
Hush, Nikola. We don’t talk to humans.
Well I don’t talk to you. With a ‘humph’ Mathieu knocked the ball of light off his shoulder.
The purple ball changed halfway through the fall, landing beside the other catlike thing. It was a bit taller and slightly bulkier, a jet black in opposition to the other’s dark reddish color. Rude.
“Bite me.” A sharp pain shot up his leg from where the black cat bit him on the ankle. “Ow!” Growling, he picked the thing up by the scruff of its neck, staring into its eyes. “ Don’t do that again.” He dropped the cat back to the floor.
Avian was watching him intently, one hand covering her mouth to contain her giggles. “You’re just so nice, Mathieu.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He said, mimicking her.
Grandpa wound past the pair of them and deeper into the shop, going into the back room, “You two coming?”
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