All Chapters of Warrior of the Way: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Buttercup entered the Leary Building fifteen minutes early, dressed in a dark burgundy skirt with a white pullover top and burgundy heels. She was nervous and extremely tired. Nervous because of working so close to the Bottoms. It was quite possible that someone from the neighborhood who knew her would see her and then she was sure Alana Leary would toss her out without warning. No one needed an ex-hooker working for them. Bad for the image and all. She was also nervous because Karl just vanished. She had not seen Rhychard's brother since Thursday. She knew it was too much to hope that the youngest Bartlett would stay gone.She was also tired because of her sessions with Tansy and the other witches that morning. She was improving at tapping into her power and even managed to light a candle. Yet, there was still so much more to learn and she felt as if she would never know it all. To make matters worse, Jayden stopped going to The Murky Cauldron since the night the two Valentine sisters

The next few days were brutal. Everyone was going in different directions, always missing each other as they slipped in and out of the condo. Rhychard met Kendalais out in the magical clearing, each day suffering another pummeling by the Warrior Master. Kendalais taught Rhychard to reach into the sword and communicate with the other Warriors. With the Guardian Sword across his lap, Rhychard could close his eyes and envision the other Warriors, all of them standing and conversing together or one on one, as he learned their stories and listened to their advice. The fact the Guardian chose a human to be a Warrior surprised them all, but all accepted Rhychard, and not just because they had to in order to defeat Mephalus. Each day, two more individuals introduced themselves to Rhychard and gave him history lessons he could never find in history books.While Rhychard trained, Kree kept up his patrol of the Bottoms with Renny and Famallumi's help. Timmy became a constant shadow of the coshey'

Rhychard pulled the truck in front of Timmy's house and then let Kree out of the back when he was sure no one watched them. It didn't matter, however. Kree had become such a fixture in the Bottoms over the past few days that no one would have batted an eye at his appearance. At the sound of the truck, Timmy came barreling out of the front door of his house, racing straight towards Kree, who just stood there and waited for the embrace. Rhychard just shook his head. :Making friends while I've been gone, huh?::Everyone needs friends,: Kree said. :Even a coshey.:Rhychard reached out and rubbed the elven hound's mane. He then turned to Timmy. "I hope you've been staying out of trouble.""I can take care of myself, I told you," Timmy said. Famallumi stepped up to join them and Timmy and he did some sort of fancy handshake as if members of some secret club together. Rhychard couldn't help the smile that spread across his face at how Timmy got along with their little band of misfits.Then t

Alex sat on the cushion, a bottle of water in his hands. Buttercup glanced at the spot where she knew her sister should be sitting, a twinge of guilt once again twisting in her gut. She glanced over at Tansy and noticed the woman giving her a sympathetic smile. Luckily, she didn't say anything about Jayden, though."With everything you've seen, you doubt it?" Tansy asked her. "Many different races make up the faerie world, both Seelie and Unseelie. The merrow are just one of them, and not the good ones. They are also not the most popular ones, so I find it odd that your boss would know of them or even be able to pick them out of a painting. When non-believers see a depiction of a merrow, they just assume it's a mermaid.""Oh, she knew they were merrow all right, and got quite pissed off when I called them mermaids," Buttercup said."Why would she even care?" Kayla asked. "I mean, it wasn't like you insulted her family or anything."Why, indeed? Buttercup wished she knew. None of it mad

Rhychard felt his heart go cold at the sight of the boy trudging forward, his eyes unfocused, his mouth slack-jawed. After seeing what Bertram just did with the thug, he didn't doubt what he could do to Timmy with just a flick of his wrist. Rhychard gripped his sword tighter. Chancing a glance behind Bertram, he saw Aradhon watching, his gaze intent on what happened in front of him. Turning his attention back to Bertram, Rhychard took a step forward. "Leave the kid alone."Bertram laughed. "Why? We all have our parts to play, even this young miscreant." Bertram walked over to Timmy, running his hand over the boy's head. "People who refuse to play their part, to fulfill their role in this drama of life, are a stumbling block to success. You don't agree?""I think bullies who use their strength and power to get what they want are the stumbling blocks," Rhychard said.Bertram laughed. "Your kind have not always thought so. As a matter of fact, wasn't it the bearer of that very sword you c