Wild West - Chapter 12 - Part 2 - 5 minute freewrite challenge

The first picture depicted nothing but Fishnick. No crown, no dome. Only a weird cancerous looking bulge on his head. On the second one was Fishnick again, only that time he was surrounded by weird flying orbs. Magic. No doubt. The third drawing had Fishnick channeling his powers upward, and in the fourth a beam erupted toward the sky. On the fifth drawing Fishnick was portrayed on his knees, exhausted, with a dome surrounding him.

The next drawing was the first that depicted information Tom and James didn’t know yet. It was a drawing of a miniature Fishnick in the middle, surrounded by a full circle, not just half of it. The circle represented the dome and indicated that it wasn’t limited to the surface. What was even more intriguing were the arrows surrounding Fishnick, all pointing below surface level, none above.

They didn’t understand what it meant until they took a look at the next drawing. It was a drawing of a rock with several straight lines surrounding it, suggesting it was glowing. Looking back and forth between that drawing and the previous, Tom managed to figure it out and started nodding.

“When Fishnick made the dome he lost his power. That’s why Kirk couldn’t take his power away from him, and that’s why we cannot take the power from Kirk. There wasn’t any in Fishnick to begin with!”

James raised his eyebrow and looked at him stupidly. “But where did it go then? I don’t believe it just vanished.”

Tom smiled from ear to ear and started tapping his pointer on the drawing of the glowing rock. “This. It’s stored in the ore. This is why Kirk wanted it. This is what Cryosatane is. It’s Fishnick’s power!”

James considered it for a moment, but found a crucial flaw in Tom’s explanation. “That’s all fine and good, but you can’t use magic under the dome. And Kirk used magic. How do you explain that?”

Tom gave him the stinkeye, but quickly lit back up with a smile and turned his look back at the drawings before him. “It’s got to be in here somewhere.”

He turned the next drawing over. Fishnick with a crown. They already knew he was the original King under the dome so Tom didn’t hesitate to turn the next page. The next drawing showed Fishnick lying on the floor, dead. Judging by the circular wound and the pool of blood it must’ve been a gunshot. The couple of wavy lines above his body likely indicated the smell of His rotting body. The author of these drawings must’ve found it really repulsing to include such a detail – it likely smelled of bad fish.

Tom turned the next page and it was exactly what they were looking for.