Wudang: Legends Of Qi Earth - Chapter 200 The Veil I

They’ve been hovering over the Giants causeway in Ireland for the better part of six hours, but that was because it was late and Alex didn’t feel the need to land the airship. He just asked everyone to go to sleep and let the ship hover all by itself, he was basically trying to see how long the ship would remain there, but it looks like it’s ability to take in and refine energy was a lot better than he expected.

He moved his way out and stepped toward the cafeteria, it wasn’t that big, but this was still a ship capable of housing fifty people. Alex met the others there, Louis’s as just preparing break fast as Alex came and took a seat besides Devonte. They all looked at him, seemingly worried for a few seconds before he nodded his head to tell them that he was doing okay. Not long after Louis came their way with toast and bacon, it was a simple meal, but it seemed like a feast to Alex.

No matter what anybody had to say, in all honesty Alex enjoyed his meal, which was to be expected considering he had cleared three plates all on his own and was on his fourth. He was busy eating when Devonte deemed it ready for him to ask his master some questions. There was no time like the present and they’ve all allowed him to rest long enough, it was better they knew what they were here and deal with it quickly before their enemies caught up with them.

“Master please forgive me for asking, but I would really like to know why we’re here. What is it in Ireland that was have to look for?” Devonte asked as Alex paused his eating to raise his head, seeing that all of them were looking at him didn’t shake him, he just smiled and continued his meal.

“We’re looking for someone called Finn McCool, or rather I should say we’re looking for his spirit, or his body. There’s a legend that tomorrow or rather today, on all hallowed Eve or Halloween for those who would prefer, the spirits of his hounds, born from a human that was transformed into a hound; Bran and Sceólang, would be waiting on the edges of the giants causeway.

They seem to be waiting for the Awakening of their master, who is said would be woken when Ireland is facing it’s greatest threat, or when some sort of mystical horn is blown. According to the letters my dad left, the sightings of the hounds have been confirmed, or rather suspected to be true as a sort of energy and the howling of dogs would be heard by midnight today.

Those dogs are spirits, which means normal eyes or people incapable of fully committed controlling spirit energy won’t be able to see them. I’ll have them lead me to Finn Ma Cumhail aka Finn McCool. He’s either a spirit of some dude who has lived for a very long time, either way he would be a great addition to the mask or at least the army I have to build.” Alex answered as he finished with the plate and pushed it away.

“If that’s the case are you sure we’re in the right place master, we’re above the Giant’s Causeway and it’s practically deserted, and it’s almost 7pm in the evening.” Louis said as he looked out a window besides the table Alex was sitting on.

“The Giant’s Causeway is right in the middle of nowhere, I might be Halloween, but what makes you think there’ll be people willing to come out on a night like this to chase rumors, even worse when said rumors are ghosts….there would probably be someone who believes and will show up, but there’s not that many of them around. My advice is that you guys should get some rest, especially you Louis as you would be flying the airship and keeping pace with us should I find Bran and Sceólang and have them lead me to Finn.”

“I Understand Master, I’ll do my best. “Louis said with a voice full of conviction, but Khan couldn’t help but sneer at him and berate him in a sarcastic time.

“Look at him all loyal and stuff, why would he need ant rest, he’s getting he easier job by just sitting around and flying the airship! I can do that with my eyes closed!” The Kamaitachi boasted, causing Devonte to look at him and ask.

“Can you?”

“Well I…..I….I haven’t tried it before, so I’m not sure whether I can or not! Besides what’s your problem, I’m not talking to you!” Khan yelled and stormed out in a buff, leaving everyone in silence for a few seconds before they burst out laughing at his antics. He really was no different  from an annoying human teenager.

Alex gave Louis, Devonte and Cross a nod before going to the cargo area and finding and obscure corner to hide himself. And it was there he opened a journal he had bought but hadn’t been able to start writing anything in it, guess this was just as good a time to start while they waited for midnight, today’s bound to be quite interesting.

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It was cold, the breeze from the sea chilled Alex to his bones, but even if he tried to be conspicuous, the fact that he had wings on his back was all to obvious to everyone else who was there. The thing is they all thought that maybe it was a costume for Halloween, but quite a few of the onlookers couldn’t help but admit that the wings themselves looked a little too real.

Alex chose to ignore their looks as Cross came and took her place besides him, Devonte and Khan were mingling amongst the crowds, hoping to see if they could catch sight of those hounds. But Khan wasn’t visible to them as he moved around in his wind form, Devonte on the other hand was acting weirdly as he had all of his body fully covered with a good over his vibrant green hair.

There was at least fifty people gathered on the Giant’s Causeway. It was an interlocking of rocks that was naturally formed and was said to have been made by Finn, other stories day a giant made it, but whatever the case might be, this was the palace where they say his hounds could be seen. But there was a man and a woman standing out from this group of people, they seem to be guides of some sort.

“I’m pretty sure everyone here knows the story of Finn McCool, the Giant’s Causeway and all of his adventures as the leader of the Fianna. One of Ireland’s most legendary armies.

Anyways legends say that a Finn McCool, or as he was known then Fionn Mac Cumhail didn’t did and that he lays asleep with his army in a hidden cave, waiting for the day of Ireland’s greatest threat, to rise up and protect this divine land of his birth.

Over the years, on this particular day; Samhain, All hallows Eve, Halloween! The night when the veil between the world of the living and the world of the dead is thin, the spirits of his hounds have been sighted. And it is believed that if you’re able to get in contact with them, they would lead you to where Finn McCool still lays asleep. So everyone I wish you the best of luck, and if you do see Bran and Sceólang the hounds of Finn McCool please don’t hesitate to share your Discovery, thank you and enjoy your night.”

Alex rolled his eyes at the speech, but then again the woman who had just finished speaking was quite resourceful. She and her colleagues to a legend and a myth and made money out of it by acting as guides to tourists. Even if there’s isn’t a sighting of Bran and Sceólang, the Causeway was a beautiful place to have a picnic, and lucky for them all the moon was out in all it’s splendor today, and the sea behind them shimmered with beauty unlike anything Alex has ever seen.

But tonight really was weird, there was power in the air and he could feel it. His Mana and Qi felt suppressed, but his Spirit energy seemed to be at an all time high, he could almost feel it bubbling out of him, and it made him see, hear and feel clearer, everything that was in the world was exposed to him and he could feel the spirits that were all-over Ireland and the very thin veil between this world and something more….. something else. A veil that Alex knew he could actually break through if he so chose.

“Master! I found the doggies!” Khan’s voice rang out besides his ear bringing Alex out of his revelry and indulgence of power and awareness. He frowned a bit, but either soon after before looking in the direction Khan’s voice came from, and all he asked was.

“Where?”