Indian Go!
Chapter 17: Episode 74

**CHAPTER 17

Doll**

Indi remembered that Catherine had some scars on her body. The brunettes girl who was in front of Indi, clearly looked very different. *What really happened*? Batin Indi's.

Looking at Indi, Catherine had to sit on both knees. His typical sweet smile, back to Indi. He then touched Indi's shoulder.

“You'll be fine\-nice. But right now, there's no more time. Today everything must go according to what has been seen, and you are the one who can answer it,” explained Catherine, followed by the look of Indi who shone a big question mark.

“What do you mean?” he said, this time his voice managed to be heard, although different.

“Value, vision, purple-blooded girl,” murmured Jeannet slowly. His eyes dimmed as he looked at Indi.

Catherine nodded slowly, “Today everything will be fulfilled, or not,” Catherine said.

“It all depends on you.”.

Indi catches Catherine's gaze, “The ghost girl will become a ghost, a battle between purple blood will occur, and a girl will be the decisive victory. But a frozen heart, will be a barrier wall,” he said in a reassuring tone, followed by a concurrent nod from Catherine and Jeannet.

“You really\really underestimated me!” sahut Rico, with his blade now ready to slash Catherine.

In an instant, Rico crashed and leaned hard on a tree. Indi's right hand was raised, and he confronted Rico. Slowly he felt his strength returning. His whole body trembled, yet he forced his body to stand.

“Cih, it looks like someone has returned. It doesn't matter, because soon you'll be in our big plans. And that prophecy, that prophecy is just a reality that will lead to mortal things,” said Rico, who is now wiping the thick liquid dripping from his nose.

At the skyline the sun began to scratch its tinge. Thousands of strands of pine leaves flew by the gentle afternoon breeze. Behind the beam of light, Rico smiled and then started to stand up, which made Indi and Catherine stand by.

“I'll prove to you here, that fate is not the end of life!” exciting Rico.

The man quickly ran towards Catherine. KLING'S! The sound of clanking is clear. He's very fast, Indi's inner. Every movement can not be captured by both eyes Indi.

“Take it easy Indi, I will kill you quickly, so that the pain will not be felt!” obviously Rico, with the cold blade of his sword, who was now right around Indi's neck.

***GULP***! Indi gulped his saliva. Since when? Batin Indi's.

“Release Indi, flirtatious teaser base!” jeannet shouted, while running towards Indi, with a\-clench in her mouth, it seemed that she was so ready to re-plug her incomplete\-tooth teeth.

***SWUSH***! Rico jumped up in the air, then swiped his sword at the little ghost.

“Jeannet!” yell Indi.

Slowly Indi clearly saw, Jeannet's presence entity was cut off and began to blur, just as the steam was slashed. Indi clenched both his hands. Emotions begin to dominate it.

“What did you do to Jeannet?” indi Gerram.

“Cate!” exclamation Indi.

“You better worry about yourself,”

JLB! Blood flowed from the mouth of Indi. In his stomach, the blade of the sword was stuck with the blood that was now fouling the sword. Rico's face is now right in front of Indi. Her plain hilt was now adorned with her trademark sweet smile.

“I'm sorry Indi, but it looks like the end of your life should stop here,” whispered Rico.

“Same as you did to your father,” said Indi.

Indi's words seem to have caught Rico's attention. The man then laughed. He gently caressed Indi's face.

“It looks like you already know everything huh. They're right about the abilities you have. But it's okay, it doesn't need to be a secret, any minute, all those things will disappear with you. Goodbye, Indi. Give my regards to my little family there.”

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Indi's view began to blur. The pain he felt completely permeated his entire body. Streams of fresh blood still continued to flow from the cracks of the sword thrust. Is this the end, Indi's inner.

In the final seconds of his life, Indi smiled, remembering that his life would soon end with all his ignorance of what happened. At least in the afterlife I can feel a normal life, Indi inner. Indi's vision blurred.

“Goodbye Indi,” whispered Rico.

“You are goodbye!” say the voice behind Rico.

Indi could not see for sure what was going on, but the next second he had caught Rico who now fell from before him. Indi's view was dark.

A flash of light slowly fell on Indi's eyes. Am I dead? Batin Indi's. At the moment, Indi is clearly unable to explain where he is. A room in the palace? guess it. Seeing from the walls are composed of large gray bricks, just like in the movies that Indi had seen.

In addition, paintings, as well as candlesticks made of gold hang on each wall. At least those things became the emptiness of the room. Looks like Indi entered the wrong afterlife. The only door in the room then slowly opened.

The shadow of someone approaching the doorway. That must be my angel, thought Indi. Slowly Indi was a little surprised by what he saw. What he saw did not look at all like an angel. It is even more like an ordinary human being.

A man, who according to Indi was about 20 years old. His body was firm and accentuated his trained-looking muscles. Her chest is so field, for a man her age. His face is handsome for Indi's benchmark. Just like the face of a Hollywood actor. His face line was firm. Both of his eyes were blue as the sky.

His hair was brownish in color, and he left it to fall on his forehead, with a middle-sided model. What made Indi a little confused, was his clothes, which were too eccentric for the angelic yardstick, which was in Indi's memory.

The man was wearing a short-sleeved yellow shirt, floral in pink, red, or purple. His pants, blue colored jeans that look old. His shoes are dark brown shoes.

*Is this my angel? I must have done so many good things in the world, that God sent me this handsome angel*, Indi's mind is happy. Although something was on his mind, it looked familiar to the man's face.

Behind the man, a silhouette of a shadow also followed him. The shadow then began to appear clearly. The man was followed by a woman, whose face looked the same age as Indi's.

The woman was wearing a white T-shirt, and a short, red-lipid skirt, patterned with brown checkered lines, which hung to cover her knees. Both soles of her feet were covered in maron-red sneakers, which seemed to match her skirt.

Her body was slender, and included a bit of thin for a girl her age. His face appeared to be of Chinese descent. Only his eyes were not too narrow.

Her hair fell right on her shoulder. His smile clearly reminded Indi of someone. No. gabe. Hold still. That lady. She is his mother.

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