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Chapter 7 - Chapter 06: Attempted attack of the Aafack air-boy

Aantin Jr and Aantine, as their parents, were just as suspecting and mistrustful of the Airsley children and the other Nestland Airway children. As their parents, they suspected these ones and their parents to be adversaries of anti-air and anti-air-magic, and allied to air and air-magic and pretend not to be so.

 

They also hated them because of their melanodermic skin and selves which they viewed as inferior to their own leucodermic skin and selves they viewed as superior and to be supreme over theirs.

 

Aantin Jr and Aantine as they grew up, annoyingly discovered that the general air-people as the Airsleys and the other Nestland Airway parents and their children, shunned the anti-air-beliefs and anti-air-magic-practices they adhered to and they did not understand this. The Airsley children and the other Nestland Airway children in their presence always reminded them of this general phobia of air-people towards their anti-airism, and they detested them the more because of this.

 

Aantin Jr and Aantine, also as their parents who mostly spied on the Airsleys and the other Nestland Airway parents, also mostly spied on these ones children, and though it was difficult a task for them to do as them of Nestland Airway always had these their air-wards over their neighbourhood concealing them and their lives and living, Aantin Jr and Aantine did not waste time whenever they had these rare opportunities to be with the Nestland Airway boys and girls and especially in their nest where they not only spied on them but took their revenge on them by making them pass through the most anti-air and anti-air-magic situations.

 

The opportunity to spy on them and torment them presented itself again now as all the parents told their children to soar up into the Aafacks' nest and wait them there as they dealt with their adult affairs.

 

AarryAir and Airien and Airian and the other Nestland Airway boys were wary as they entered the Aafacks' nest as they thought of the terrific things of anti-air and anti-air-magic Aantin Jr and his buddies passed them through whenever they were within, which their parents also knew about. They however entered the nest as their parents had bid them to do so, and after waiting till Aantin Jr and his buddies had entered first, they then entered after, and this was because they did not want to enter first and have Aantin Jr and his buddies tail them to torment them.

 

With Airian leading, they swooped into the nest, and he then stopped in the vast passage forcing all of them to stop too, and spoke, "not down the nest!" He commanded as nasty thoughts of past awful experiences floated in his head. "Let's search into one of the chambers, and stay until our dads and mums come and collect us."

 

"Yeah, it's a good idea." Airien agreed as AarryAir and the other boys assented also, as terrible thoughts all flooded them too, and as they thought it was the best way to stay concealed from Aantin Jr and his buddies and their maleficent anti-air antics.

The passage on its front and back and left and right side had corridors, and after an eternity of decision of which one to take, they all veered to the right side and into its corridor and to the first door on it, and Airian held its door handle and bent it but the door did not open as AarryAir went for the door opposite which did not open also.

 

They then flew and glided along the zigzagging corridor as they passed before doors which were mostly locked, and the few opened led into drearily dark chambers and cells which seemed to have no windows on their walls or never had any light in them.

 

The corridor itself became darker and darker as they penetrated deep into it as no windows were present to bring in light nor was any window on its roof.

 

They then emerged into an intersection where the corridor split into front, and back from which they emerged, and left and right, and up and down corridors; and all advanced to its middle.

 

"Which way are we to go now?" Airian wondered aloud, as he and the boys turned and turned all around checking on the slightly-seen corridors veering off it.

 

"We should go back." Airboyie said. "We have sufficiently ventured in here." He spoke with irritation in his voice.

 

"Yes, I think we should go back." Airien agreed. "After all, there is nothing good in here or in this nest for us."

 

AarryAir and the other boys agreed with them. AarryAir as he turned all about staring at the corridors also felt that they had best be gone from this place as he felt the darkness dangerous.

 

Then. "Why are we going?" Echoed the taunting voice of Aantin Jr, and the boys all became alert as they searched where Aantin Jr was.

 

"Where are you going?" One other voice echoed, which AarryAir and the boys recognized as that of Aanklin, Aantin Jr's best buddy.

 

"Why would you want to go?" A third voice spoke as they also recognized it as one of his buddy's.

 

"We want you to stay here." Aantin Jr's voice said.

 

"And play with us our games." Aanklin's voice said.

 

AarryAir and the boys kept turning as they tried to locate Aantin Jr and his buddies, but they saw no one but the endless dark, though the voices of Aantin Jr and his buddies got closer.

 

"Aantin Jr, no one here wants to play with you." AarryAir burst out as he had nauseous thoughts of the type of games Aantin Jr meant, as he had been the most on the painful end of such games.

 

"Why wouldn't you want to play with us?" Aantin Jr asked in the same goading voice. "Why wouldn't you want to play with me, AarryAir?" He goaded.

 

And then Aantin Jr emerged out of one corridor, the very one out of which they had emerged as if he had been silently tailing them, as on the edge of the other five corridors appeared his buddies as they all encircled AarryAir and his warder-brothers and the other boys, and these ones stayed straighter and became more alert as they adopted a challenging stature.

 

"It is best for you to go, and leave us, or else . . ." Airian then warned.

 

"Or else what?" Aantin Jr spat at Airian. He was a tall, sickly thin, and knobbly boy with short, rolling hair, and squeezy black eyes.

 

"Go, or leave us go." Airien menaced.

 

"Go, and go to where?" Aantin Jr barked. "We are going nowhere."

 

"You are going nowhere too." Aanklin, another knobbly boy at the side of Aantin Jr, stated braggartly.

 

"Oh yeah!" Airian said as he advanced threateningly towards Aantin Jr as Airien and AarryAir were at his back, and the boys closed in on them. AarryAir assessing the situation saw that they were thirteen boys against seven boys and he felt positive ⸺ that at least if there were no other boys hiding in the dark ayond, he thought.

 

"You are going nowhere." Aantin Jr said, and he put his hand in his breeches' pocket and came out with an air-wand and an air-woot, and then pointed the wand and shouted "APPARERO ILLE ANTI-AERO SEPTOGRAMMA!"

 

And a seven-pointed star with seven straight strokes ⸺ a septagram, circled, appeared in the air beneath them as AarryAir and the boys startlingly saw, and not any type of septagram, but the terrific scarlet-lined and lit anti-air-septagram they scaringly saw, and shockingly saw they stood in the middle of its septagon, where stood the sacrificial persons and animals and living things to be sacrificed in an anti-air sacrifice. AarryAir and the boys then stared at Aantin Jr and his buddies in the greatest scare of their lives unbelieving that these ones could sacrifice them to their evil Anti-AirEntity. Aantin Jr and his buddies, apathetic to the scare of AarryAir and the boys, held a triumphant, sadistic smile to their faces, as AarryAir staring, saw them standing on the edges of the corridor, and standing circularly out of the circumference of the circle at its contour, with the septagram at the centre of the circle, and in the middle of the anti-air-septagram was the anti-air-septagon upon which they were.

 

AarryAir and his warder-brothers and the boys also stayed shocked to see Aantin Jr with a wand and woot, and AarryAir recalled that Aantin Jr, being of the same age as they, wasn't yet eligible to own an air-wand and an air-woot, for he recalled that an air-wizarder and air-wizard must be of the appropriate age of eleven as legislated by air-magical air-laws to own them. He thought about how warder-dad and warderess-mum and the other dads and mums told this to them all their lives, and told them it was decided so by air-magical air-assemblymen and air-assemblywomen at an air-magical air-assembly of their air and its air-land and air-world and its air-wizardering and air-wizarding air-land and air-world. A child owning an air-wand and an air-woot before his eleventh year was considered a crime committed by his parents as warder-dad and warderess-mum chanted to them after they always badgered them for one. It seemed the Aafacks cared not about these air-magical air-laws, and AarryAir thought this too shouldn't be a surprise to them after the daring anti-air and anti-air-magic they engaged in.

 

AarryAir and his warder-brothers and the boys again unbelievingly stared at Aantin Jr wondering how at his age he could already summon a septagram, and the anti-air-septagram for that matter.

 

Not wanting to think or dwell on the matter of the anti-air sacrifice, and panickingly thinking on what to do now to flee from the anti-air-septagram, and from Aantin Jr and his buddies who stood on the edges of the corridors barring the way of their exit, AarryAir arduously asked. "How come you have an air-wand and air-woot? You can't have an air-wand and an air-woot. You are not yet of the age."

 

Aantin Jr, holding AarryAir's stare, and with a carefree stare on his face, spoke mockingly. "Who cares about age?" He said braggingly as he held his air-wand and air-woot up for all of them to see. He bent down and took hold of his air-woot with his foot's sole, and AarryAir and his warder-brothers and the boys watched him unbelieving, while his mates simply stared at him with his wand and woot as if they were used to seeing him with them. "Here I have and hold an air-wand and an air-woot." He said as he straightened up. "And here am I doing true air-magic with it. Anti-air-magic for that matter!" He said as he stared at them with a piercing, triumphant stare from those tight eyes of his. "Here am I spelling a true air-spell with my air-wand, and an anti-air-spell, can you imagine! And I can and have spelled a septagram, an anti-air-septagram for all that it is, and here are you inside it." He concluded in a triumphant stance.

 

AarryAir and his warder-brothers and the boys stayed silent, and AarryAir thought and thought on how they could flee from that position and place before Aantin Jr did the obvious.

 

"You can't even do a true air-magic." Aantin Jr bragged at them again. "You can't even spell a true air-spell. You don't even own an air-wand and air-woot." He said, and stared at them again in triumphancy, as AarryAir and the boys stared back speechless. "I will even do a truer air-magic." Aantin Jr said as he rose up and all watched him. "I will spell a truer air-spell. And I will sacrifice you." He said as he gave a wave of his wand and woot, and AarryAir and his warder-brothers and the boys cowered, and then Aantin Jr sadistically smiled as his mates laughed and guffawed which loudly echoed in the dim.

 

"I will sacrifice you!!!" Aantin Jr said sadistically. "Prepare yourselves to be sacrificed!" He said as he straightened his wand and woot.

 

And then, Airien and Airian and the boys immediately surrounded AarryAir ⸺ this gesture taught to them to perform towards AarryAir in their assistantship and assistership roles whenever they saw or felt him threatened.

 

Aantin Jr then stopped, and all wrathful and wrothful about it, stared at it for a second, as it was a scene he had seen too many a times, and it terribly troubled him to not know why they always acted so protective and so servile toward AarryAir as if he was someone special. This is also what made him hate AarryAir the most of all their lot for he was envious of so much attention to him. He stared at AarryAir with a seething stare, and spoke spitefully. "Of course, Authority AarryAir! The special someone! Always surrounded and protected by everyone!"

 

"I am no Authority AarryAir." AarryAir lashed out as Aantin Jr's calling of him like that always made him angry, and somehow feeling guilty he was abusing of his warder-brothers and the boys.

 

"Yes you are." Aantin Jr shot back. "Why then are they always acting like that towards you?" He asked though he knew he won't ever get an answer from them.

 

"You are nothing AarryAir." Aantin Jr called out as he dangerously pointed his wand and woot at them. "You are nothing. NOTHING! NOTHIING! NOTHIIING! NOTHIIIIIING!" He screaked.

 

"You are nothing as your brothers and all you boys!"

 

"You believe that you are the good ones!"

 

"You believe that you are the better ones!"

 

"You always believe you are better than us!"

 

"You always see us Anti-Air-believers and Anti-Air-magic-practicers as the awful ones!"

 

He continued in the screak. "YOU ARE NO GOOD ONES!"

 

"YOU ARE NO BETTER ONES!"

 

"YOU ARE NOT BETTER THAN US!"

 

"YOU ARE THE AWFUL ONES!"

 

AarryAir and his warder-brothers and the boys thought not to speak along him, and anger him more given how he held his wand and woot at them as he spoke. They all instead stayed in a slight crouch as they heard him diatribe at them.

 

Aantin Jr, as he stopped, in all wrath and wroth, then whirled his wand and woot above his head and started to cant an incantation in a strange and squawky voice as his wand and woot's tips shone scarlet. "VENIRO OH VENIRO OH, OH VENIRO OH . . .", but a loud voice, ringing in the air, interrupted him as it asked. "Airboyie where are you and AarryAir and the boys?" It was the voice of Mr Airmanie as AarryAir and his warder-brothers and the boys recognized.

 

"I am here Pa!" Airboyie then screamed. "We are all here. We do not know where we are. We were . . ." and before he could finish, and before Aantin Jr could finish the air-incantation, they felt a sparky swirl spiral down at them, and surround them, and swirl them away as it swiftestly took them to and through the corridor through which they had come, and pass Aantin Jr and Aanklin just in time to hear these ones and their buddies' choleric cries; and as AarryAir thought how they never missed any perilous experiences whenever at the Aafacks, and also wondered if they will ever stop going there before anything serious happened to anyone of them.

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