Short Story: Sca Penumi meets the Mevoi

How did it come to this?, thought Sca as he landed on the outskirts of Mevoi Raa, and of course, there’s already a welcome party.

The welcome was not warm. “What do you think you are doing here?” grunted the Menoetian in front, who was already morphed red with an orb in his hand. Sca gulped and softly said, “I’m here to join Mevoi.” There was laughter among the group of Menoetian rebel scouts. “Take him to Ephialti,” the Menoetain who spoke earlier said. “Are you seri…” quipped another before he was cut off. “Take him to Ephialti.” repeated the leader.

As Sca was marched into Mevoi Raa, all he could think was, what was I thinking? Mevoi? They will kill me for sure once they find out! The rebel group led Sca to the walled section of the rebel outpost. Once inside the walls, they went straight to a large stone building.

“Stay here!” The Menoetain scout leader said as he left the group and went through a door. He returned and said, “Bring him.” It was large room, but all Sca could look at was a man on the other end of it. Ajan Ephialti himself. Ephialti was a dark purple, darker than any Thavmain Sca had ever seen. He had blue eyes and had a formidable build.

“What is your name fellow Menoetian?” he spoke in a deep voice. Silence. Sca could not find the words. “Speak!” Ephialti shouted. Sca nervously looked around and said, “Sca Penumi. But I’m not a Menoetian, I’m a Favonian…”

Sca summoned what little sadness there was in the air and he flickered for a few seconds to a ghost like appearance. The room was silent. Sca looked around and to his dismay, every Menoetain was glowing flame red. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

“What is a Favonian doing on Yuvos, much less Mevoi Raa?” Ephialti asked. Sca looked back at Ephialti who was still dark purple. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, “I ran into some trouble on Thavma, and I want to join Mevoi.”

A Menoetian on Ephialti’s right spoke up, “Sir, this is Ethe Demosthenes! It’s just like him to send a Favonian to spy on us. As the old saying goes, ‘taken and stolen, by a Favonian!’ That will be us!”

“The Muneric is not that smart. There are reports of Favonians supporting our cause.” Ephialti replied before turning back to Sca. “What trouble? And how did you get here?”

“In the city of Minoci, there was a break in at a research facility. I was nearby at the time and being a Favonian…you do the math. The search for me seemed like an ask questions later kind of hunt. Out of options, I snuck on a trade vesicle and launched a pod as it passed Yuvos.” Sca said as he gained more confidence. Ephialti was silent a moment before saying, “Stensi.”

The Menoetian who brought Sca in stepped forward. He was back to his purple appearance. “Yes sir?”

“The Favonian is under your command until we find a suitable way to test him and a better use of his skills.”

Sca followed Stensi out of the room. As Sca was exiting the building, he thanked the gods inside him.

“I’m Kor Stensi, red scout squad. Any funny business, you’re dead boy,” Stensi said firmly. “Now first things first, you’ll meet the rest of red scout. Then, back on patrol.”

Sca was silent. Here goes nothing he thought as he looked back at the stone building, contemplating his future in Mevoi.