Chapter 7

Z                     Chapter: 7
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Ok, yes obviously I was hiding something. Though I gave hints! it's not like I wanted to keep Savrin completely in the dark. But I just... wasn't sure if he should know or not. [Yes I do trust you genius! after all that we've been through I think you should know that by now!]

I was eager to get out into the field and work things out. [and by 'work things out' I mean punch something up.]
"There must be a training center somewhere... but... where?" I asked myself. I glanced down one hall, and then moved on.
"Oh why does this place have to be so confusing?!" I mumbled to myself.
"Hall to the right, strait down, door at the end." I jerked and looked around. Still covered half in shadows, I saw the Boy. [yeah still don't know his name. so 'the Boy' it is!]
"Um... thanks... I think." I muttered. I started down the hall, but I was very aware of the fact that he was following me.
Coming up to the door, I found that it was locked, so I tugged on the handle. It wouldn't budge. Great way to look an idiot. Oh Zaydie. I'm so hopeless!!
"Use your arm." He instructed.
Right! forgot about that. [if that's possible]
Moving my right arm over the panel, it beeped and the door opened.
Pushing the big heavy wood door with my shoulder, I stepped through.
"Ooh my..." I said quietly. The Boy shut the door, and came up beside me.
"yeah, pretty big huh?" he asked.
I nodded and looked around slowly.
The room was as big as the throne room, maybe even bigger!
It was full of obstacle courses, dummies, there was a shooting range, and also, in a corner, was a simulation room.
I headed over to the simulation. Jumping over, or ducking under things in my way with out missing a beat.
I could still sense the Boy following me, silently, but he was still there.
I came up to the computers and started tapping away on it. I risked a side-ways glance at him, who was now standing with his hands hanging by his side. His spiked hair went everywhere, and that's when I noticed his eyes.
I had never really looked at them, but now I noticed that... they were grey.
"Your a Shievan?" I asked. He turned to me and pierced me open with his gaze. There was something... off about his eyes though.
"Yeah, I was. But I quit." he stated.
"You can quit?!"
A small smile crossed his face.
"Technically, no."
Well there went my hopes and dreams. "But, they made an exception for me."
"Why's that?"
"I have a higher rank then they do." Though that was pretty vague, I got the feeling that was all he was going to say to me.
"You want to...?" I gestured to the simulation door. He looked up and gave me a smile that sent shivers down my back.
"Absolutely." He came up behind me and started to type on the computers. Suddenly a techno tune pounded through invisible speakers.
It actually had a real catchy rhythm.
"I take it you've never fought with music huh?" he asked. I shook my head.
"Nope."
"Well then, you have no idea what you were missing out on."
"Won't people hear it?" I asked, glancing back at the door. He waved his gloved hand.
"Nah. The room is sound proof, besides their all deaf anyway." He stated. Opening the door, I stepped into the white panel room.
"So... what are we doing?" I asked as he got in and closed the door.
"One on one."
Oohh... fantastic!
"One question." I started. "When do I get to know your name?"
He looked at me from the corner of his eye.
"When I can know for sure I can trust you." Oo-kay then. Well that clears things up!

I was suddenly falling through the nothing once again. I could never quiet get use to the that feeling.
Flipping in mid-air, I was now shooting to the ground head first.
[real smart of me yeah? haha]
Seeing the ground coming at me real fast, I quickly flipped around and landed with my knee bent and my other leg out.
Slowly I pushed myself to my feet and watched as the Boy [really need to come up with a better name] fell through the sky and land in front of me.
Glancing around, I was suddenly aware of the fact that we were in an arena.
The ground was hard pact dirt, and there was a circle painted around the edges, but not only was this an arena. It was an amphitheater.
Looking up I saw rows and rows of seats, all the way around the arena.
I glanced up at the sky and saw that it was overcast. Ah yes... another gloomy day.
Nice.
That's when I noticed the music. Ha, so there were speakers in here too huh?
"First one to draw blood looses." He said.
"One condition Shadow." I shouted to him. He cocked his head.
"Shadow?"
I laughed and shrugged.
"Well you won't tell me your name! so I have to make one up, and Shadow seems pretty good to me."
He shrugged. "No using the shadows. Because that would be completely unfair." I said. He laughed.
"Alright. We'll play it your way."
I curtsied. Though it might have been mocking, Shadow bowed back.
I whipped out my ureci and spun them around. [Yes I will admit it, I was showing off, but come on! I couldn't resist. haha. Savrin thinks I'm crazy which I am. but in a good way.]
I watched as Shadow pulled a large sword out of no where! [I mean that literally!] he just pulled it out of thin air!
My jaw dropped when I saw his sword.
The thing was massive!!
Savrin's sword, Segador, was long and lean.
But Shadow's... Shadow’s is long and huge.
All the gears were down towards the handle, in fact they made the hand guard. [cool] the handle was black [duh], but it was also tinted with blue. And the blade was silver with a dark-blue-mixed-with-black line running down the middle.
But... there was something... off... about his sword. But I couldn’t put my finger on it.
"What's it's name?" I asked.
"Ultima." He answered. "Why did you choose ureci?"
I shrugged. "I guess because their small."
He nodded several times, and that's when the music started to pick up.
Unconsciously I started to sway to the beat.
"Oh boy. Don't tell me you dance." Shadow groaned. I stuck my tongue at him.
"Oh just get on with it!" I hollered. He chuckled.
"As you wish." oh he's slick.

Slowly we started to walk in a circle. Getting a little cocky, I started to hum the tune and still swayed. As I moved, my feet did a little dance.
It was like I was completely oblivious to what was going on around. [I wasn't of course]
Using my sense to see, I closed my eyes and started to do a little dance. Swinging around in a circle to the beat, moving my arms a little. [Savrin says I'm an idiot but what does he know?]
Through my sense I saw him dive for me.
I waited till the last minute then spun gracefully out of the way, causing him to flip around so he slid on his feet.
A half grin made it's way to his face and I opened my eyes again.
He jumped a little ways from the ground then did something I did not see coming. He angled his body like he was lying down, and used the spring board to propel himself at me.
He was coming at me head on, Ultima bared to the teeth. I moved my feet apart and bent my knees slightly.
1... 2... 3
I blocked Ultima and then used Sindo to give me more energy as I jumped up from the ground, swinging my feet over my head, and [hopefully] over Shadow, I landed on my toes and tucked and rolled to keep myself from getting too banged up.
Rising to my feet, I used the spring boards and jumped at Shadow.
Crossing my ureci in front of me to keep Ultima from getting me. With Ultima locked, I found that Shadow was a lot stronger then he looked.
I mean sure he had the broad shoulders and all, but he still didn't look like much. His waist was slim, and he didn’t have any biceps. [yeah I know, sounds really weird, but he didn’t!]
However, looks can always be deceiving.

I knew I wouldn't be able to stay like this for long. That's always my problem. I can't stay in a lock for long or I'll be a goner.
Thinking quickly, I dropped my ureci making him lurch forward a little, then using the spring board, I pushed myself up into the air, not high, but high enough.
I twisted my body around, so I was facing Shadow's back. Kicking out both of my feet I sent him flying into the dirt.
I landed softly and watched.
He got up, but there was no blood.
Dang it.
"Nice move." He commented.
"Well thank you." I said as I blocked another blow. I ducked and spun around him, only he was expecting that. Shoot. Need new ideas.

For a while we spun around each other. We were the other's equal. I couldn't get him to slip up. And I had to constantly be on my guard.
Finally I jumped into the air to catch my breath and regain a little energy.
Though it didn't last long.
Soon he was up there with me. Our blades made a ringing sound above the music. [that had by now changed to an equally energetic tune]
My heart was racing, and my head was pounding.
I could see that his was too. His chest rose and fell more quickly then usual. [ha so was mine. No shocker there]

I blocked Ultima to my left, quickly moving my left ureca to my right hand to give it more strength [and also to get it out of the way]
I punched him in the jaw.
Gliding back down the ground, I glanced up and saw that he was now directly above me.
Turning around I ran for the tall wall the surrounded the arena. It also acted as a railing for the people [if there were any] in the first row.
Taking at least four steps up the wall, I used the fifth to propel me at Shadow.
My shoe hit his chest, and then I came down with several punches.
Shadow blocked most of them but several did make it to it's mark.
As I tried to move away, he grabbed a hold of my foot. [dunno what he did with Ultima, I wasn't really looking for it]
He swung me around once then threw me to the ground.
I didn't have to react so I hit the dirt and bounced with a low thud.
I laid on the ground for a moment, trying to get oxygen back in my lungs.  Coughing out dust from my throat, I heard footsteps.
The tip of a cold blade made contact with the bottom of my chin.
Slowly lifting up my head, I stared directly into Shadow's eyes.
Using a sudden burst of energy, I pushed off with my hands, throwing my feet over my head, I hit him in the face with my boot.
Twisting around, I landed on top of him as he hit the ground.
"Ugh." He moaned.
I had caught a hold of his tall leather collar that stood up when I landed on him, I guess my hand had brushed up against his neck, because I noticed blood on my hand, only it wasn't coming from me.
Gently pulling the collar down, I saw a long jagged cut.
"I believe, I win." I muttered. Dropping my hand.
I found his gaze on my face and looked at his eyes. They had a red tint to them... how odd.
"You can get off me now." He said. I rolled off and rose to my feet. Placing my ureci back in their sheaths, I offered a hand to Shadow.
He looked at me for a moment before taking it.
I had to use all my weight to pull him up, which brought on a shadow of a grin from him.

Back in the training room, I stepped out of the simulation room and noticed the medical table.
"Come on, let me fix that cut." I told him. Slipping my hand into his, I pulled him after me to the table.
Sitting him down on a stool I picked up a few cotton balls and dipped them in a clear disinfectant.
Turning back to him, I paused a minute.
"Do you mind if I patch you up?" It suddenly had occurred to me that I hadn't asked.
Shadow shrugged.
"Ok then could you take off your jacket?" He sighed and stood up.
"You sure are asking for a lot."
"Yes I know, it's absolutely horrible." I said sarcastically. He unclipped his utility belt that held several large pouches on it, and set it on the table. Then he pulled the silver zipper all the way down his leather jacket that came to the middle of his thigh.
I thought it was weird that it was so long, and it was short-sleeved, yet it was still made of leather.
Underneath the jacket-thingy. He had on a black short-sleeve, and his cargo pants were interesting.
I hadn't paid attention to them before, but they came to about the middle of his calf, then they stopped and a band made them slightly puffy at the bottom.
His tall combat boots came up just a little below the band, leaving a bit of skin showing.

I shook my head slightly and picked up a cotton swab.
Walking slowly towards him, [like I would to a scared cat or something. Haha! Savrin asks why I compare Shadow to a cat. And I don't know, it was the first thing that popped to mind.]
I bent down and hesitated a moment.
"This'll sting because it looks like there's some dirt in the cut, so just... um..." ok just what Zaydie?
"Grin and bare it?" he suggested.
"ha, yeah." I muttered. I gently pressed the cotton ball on to the cut. Shadow jerked slightly. I watched as his hand gripped into a fist on his leg.
Cleaning the cut as gently as possible, I then tossed the cotton swab into the trash can and pulled out a square bandage.
Placing anti-biotic on the cut, I put the bandage on top and ran my fingers over it to smooth it out.
"There. We're done." I said, putting the trash in the bin, and turning back to Shadow.
He had already put his jacket back on, along with his utility belt. He looked like he was about to walk away, when he hesitated.
"Kylun."
I cocked my head and my brow creased.
"Um... excuse me?"
"My name." He looked at me again. "My name is Kylun."
"Oh." I said quietly. A smile spread across my face. I struck out my hand. "Nice to meet you Kylun. I'm Zaydie." I stated. A grin spreading from ear to ear.
Kylun hesitated before taking my hand and shaking it.
"Nice to meet you too Zaydie." I laughed, dropping my hand, I clasped it behind my back.
"There, now it's official. We've met."
Kylun laughed and shook his head.
"Your one crazy girl, you know that?" he asked as he walked back to the door.
"Yeah, I know. But that's how the Creator made me, so that's who I am. Though... sometimes I can annoy myself." I added quietly.
"hmm..."
We were quiet for a minute. I had a feeling that as soon as we stepped out of this room, he would disappear on me again. And for some reason, I didn't like that thought.
"How old are you?" I asked, looking at my feet.
Through my senses, I saw him glance over his shoulder.
"16. You?"
"I'm only 15." I answered. I wasn't looking where I was going, so when he stopped and turned suddenly, I rammed into him.
"Oops. Sorry." I said with a small laugh. I took a small step back and looked up at him.
He was around Savrin's height, so around a foot and a few inches taller then myself.
"You're so young."
"Uh..." what was I suppose to say to that? I didn't think that fifteen was young. "... Well, your not that old, only a year. And besides in a few days I'll have my birthday so I'll be 16 as well."
Kylun looked slightly disturbed. What was so disturbing about being fifteen?
"Is... something wrong with being 15?" I asked cautiously.
"No... I was just wondering why the President would get a 15 year old as a bodyguard." He shook his head and opened the door.
I stepped out after him and found that he had gone and disappeared again.
"Well... bye then." I said to the empty hall. I sighed and hung my head.
Guys are a mystery.

I ran back to my room to clean myself up.
I washed my face and brushed the dirt off my new outfit.
"If you have ruined this outfit I'm going to kill you." I said out loud.
I wasn't sure if Kylun was in the bathroom or not. [ I sure hope not]
I got no answer, but that's not exactly reassuring with him.

He sure is a strange one.
I wonder why he always sneaks around, and why he's always hiding it seems like.
Again my mind exploded with questions as I gathered my hair into a side pony-tail.
But one question kept popping up.
How do I answer these questions?

Chapter: 6

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I knew Zaydie had left her rooms. I knew she had gone wandering, and I knew that for a time she stayed in the entry way. [Come on Zaydie! I'm a Sheiv as well! I can't help it if I can sense everything that's going on around me. So no I am not a stocker!]
Why? I had no idea.
She also wouldn't tell me either.

The next morning we reported for duty bright and early.
We slipped in silently and stood behind the throne where Valadamir sat.
He turned his head slightly to see Zaydie. Not me, [like I care] but Zaydie.
should have known.
I let out a small sigh and grasped my hands behind my back.
"Well glad you could join me. Though I was beginning to wonder if you were going to get here." He said.
Zaydie dipped her head.
"My apologies my lord. I was... late getting up." she responded.
"hmm..." He rose from his chair and started to walk out of the room.
"Well come along. We need to work on your clothes."
Zaydie glanced down at her usual uniform.
We took a few quick steps to keep up with the President.
"Nothing personal but I can't bare to be seen with such..." He paused.
"ugly people?" Zaydie suggested with a dark tone in her voice. I took a side-ways glance at her.
She's going to be the death of me.

Valadamir looked at her for a moment, then walked through the doorway.
"That's not what I meant. I simply meant that it would be best for you to change into something a little more... attractive."
Ok, I did not like that word.
"Now come on. The wardrobe room is this way. You should find something you like." he said opening a door at the end of a hall.
Zaydie paused, but when he gestured for her to go ahead, she stepped through.
Valadamir looked at me a minute then smirked.
My hands clenched into fists at my side. but lucky for me Valadamir moved into the wardrobe room.
"You have...got to be kidding me." Zaydie mumbled. She took the words out of my mouth!

The whole room, which was a considerably large room, was full of just of clothes!
Tons, and tons, and tons of clothes!! this is insane!!! Who needs this many clothes?!
"it's quiet a lot don't you think?" Valadamir asked. I nodded.
"yeah! do we get to pick anything?" Zaydie asked. Iyiyi girls!
The President nodded. She smiled and looked around.
"Oh this is going to be good." She said, and soon she started rushing up and down isles of this massive wardrobe looking from left to right, muttering to herself all the time.
"Keep in mind that it has to be something you can fight in!" I shouted after her.
"Yeah yeah. What do you know Sav? your a guy." She hollered back.
I shook my head.
Lucky for me, the President didn't push me into getting a new outfit.
But it took a good several hours for Zaydie to finally pick out something.

After showing us several things that just didn't work for her, she finally decided on one.
stepping out of the dressing rooms she looked completely different.
She still had on black combat boots, but these ones were taller then the ones she had before. They came halfway up her legs actually. and everything she wore was...well mostly black.
She had on a dress. [of all things in that closet!] yes it was a dress.
a rather short one though. It came above her knees in fact, it came way above her knees, but then I noticed that she had shorts on, which came down close to her knees. [so technically it's a long shirt]
The shirt was black [again] it had a row of buttons going all the way down the front, the bottom flowed out more then the top. The top was loose around the neck, it was short sleeves, and those were loose as well. She had a silver sash knotted around her waist. One thing I noticed about the long shirt thingy, was that on the left side, starting from the bottom of the shirt and working its way up to the middle of her stomach, was a vine, several for that fact, all twisting together, stitched in silver, and sprouting out in several places, were rosebuds.

For a moment, Valad and I just stared at her. She bit on her thumb nail nervously and she let her brown hair cover half her face.
"What do you think?" she asked quietly. Which snapped us out of our daze. "To formal? or to fancy?"
we both shook our heads and nodded.
"You look great." I said first.
"Fantastic. It's quiet stunning actually." Valadamir added. A bashful smile crossed her face.
"It feels... weird not to have such heavy clothes on, I honestly feel like I'm underdressed or-oops." she put her hands to her mouth. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said that. My bad."
I tried not to laugh at her.
Valadamir waved the comment away.
"But that'll make you all the more lighter, which makes you much more flexible so you can maneuver around easier."
Zaydie nodded slightly. Then she went back into the dressing room, and came out a moment latter she came back with her ureci strapped to her legs.
"Alright. Good to go." she said placing her hands on her hips.
The President nodded and we started off.

I fell in step with Zaydie easily. Leaning over I made sure to keep my voice to a whisper.
"What were you doing up last night so late?" I asked. Zaydie didn't get the chance to answer.
"yes please do tell. I would like to know." Valadamir said suddenly. Zaydie shot me a death stare, then turned back to him.
"I-uh... I couldn't sleep sir." she answered.
"Oh. So what were you doing in the kitchen?"
"Getting a cup of tea sir."
He nodded. Stopping suddenly he turned and looked at her.
"And then why did you stop at the top of the stairs in the entrance room?"
"Uh... I was-um stairgazing sir. I've never seen them through a glass roof before." She stuttered. The President looked at her for a moment before moving on down more winding hallways.
"Have you ever heard the myths about this place Zaydie?" He asked. I saw her shake her head. [though he couldn't so I have no idea why she did it]
"No sir. I don't usually have time for myths, I've always been... busy training." she answered.
"Ah well then, I suppose you don't know about the ghost that haunts this house do you?"
"No sir."
"well I guess I'll have to educate you both...But let's take it out to the garden."

We then headed to the garden. I was surprised when I saw the sun beaming down on us all bright and happy. The Creator sure had created a strange, strange place.
Valad lead us to a gazebo and he sat down on the bench that ran all the way around it. Gesturing to the bench, Zaydie sat down beside him.
"It is said that this house is haunted. By a ghost of a young boy. This young boy was said to be one of the Presidential family's own sons. In fact he was a twin to one of the other boys." I crossed my arms over my chest and moved my weight to one foot. I noticed Zaydie messing with the hem of her shirt. What was she up to?
"The ghost is lonely, and he's always looking for company. However, his company usually doesn't survive the third meeting.
But it's not very often that he finds someone that he enjoys talking to. It's usually a girl. But not just any girl, this girl has to be special. She's self-less, loving, and sees the good in everyone no matter who they are.
But like I said, the poor girl is unlucky, because by the third meeting, she'll disappear. No on knows where, or what happens to her.
So, Zaydie,... I must warn you not to go wandering around at night. But,  if you do, it's at your own risk. Just... stay out of the shadows."
Zaydie looked like someone had just slapped her across the face. Her gaze was out in the gardens, though, I have a feeling that she wasn’t here.
"You forget that I'm a Shievan. I have tricks up my sleeve that could stump anyone, even a ghost." The moment of shock was long gone off her face. Now there was a sly smile on her small thin lips. I shook my head and looked around the garden.
Valadamir laughed.
"your very cocky Zaydie. Very much so... hmm... well come on then. We have things to do today."

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There wasn't really anything interesting that went on that day. It was just from one meeting to the next, one right after another.
Zaydie seemed a little bit quiet. Which got me wondering.

"Are you ok?" I asked, coming up behind Zaydie and putting some food on my tray.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
I gave her a look.
"What? I'm just a little tired that's all." Her eyes made a sweep around the dinning room. Even though there was large windows and the sunlight fell through it, there were still a considerable amount of shadows in the room.
She marched off and slid onto a bench.
Popping open the can of soda she sipped it, then just stared out the window.
I sighed and sat down across from her.
"What's wrong Zaydie? really. I have always been able to read you like an open book, so I know that something's wrong."
Zaydie sighed and started to mess with her hair.
"I guess it's just that the President's ghost story is messing with my head." She said quietly. Her head hung slightly, but her eyes were on the shadows. "I guess I've always slightly been afraid of the dark. Half my life has been covered in shadows. Monsters jump out at me and grab me from all different directions, I found it hard to cope with. But that only made my faith stronger.
But sometimes... the monsters still scare me."
I honestly, had no idea what to say.
"But, now I know, that monsters aren't the only things that hide in the shadows." She said mysteriously with a smile.
"Um..."
She laughed at my response.
"Never mind me. I'll be fine. I'm off to training, keep yourself out of trouble."
She then picked up her tray and dumped it in the trash can.
She hadn't eaten a thing.
"And keep your head down! don't do anything stupid." I shouted after her. She turned on her heel and stuck out her tongue while she walked backwards.
I chuckled.
Show off.

Chapter 5

Z                                   Chapter: 5
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My room was huge and amazing!!!! And I couldn't stop saying that either!
"Oh my! oh my! oh my!!" I shouted as I spun around in a circle, trying to take it all in.
My chambers were covered in flowers. All sorts of wild flowers were painted along the walls, the columns, the sheets on my bed! They were in such great detail it was just mind-blowing!
Moving through the large bright arch way, I spun around again.
The room was large and airy, it would have been bright if the weather would cooperate. This was the first room that I had ever seen with a glass roof, but then some of the panels flowed down the walls, which gave off more gloomy light, and formed large windows. However thanks to the sake of my own privacy, there were only three windows like that, and they all had long satin pink curtains, with more flowers on them that if drawn would blend into look just like the rest of the walls.
"This is gorgeous!" I whispered, walking over to the queen sized, light green canopy bed.
"Whoa... this is a lot of money." I rolled my eyes.
"That's all you can say? 'This is a lot of money'?! your crazy boy. Just plain crazy."
He laughed
"Yeah, yeah. I've heard that before. But you know you like it." That's when I punched his arm.
"Say's who?"
He turned, crossed his arms over his chest and looked me in the eye.
After a moment a sly grin crossed his face.
"Your face." I made an annoying sound and pushed his head.
"In your dreams. Now go to your own rooms and explore them yourself. I want to have a bath, and don't expect me to be out soon." I stated as I pushed him out the door.
"Hey we have a job to do!"
"Yeah, but we have the night off remember?" I gave him a wink and closed the door.

Leaning against the hard wood, I slid down to the floor and let out a sigh. Placing a hand over my upset stomach, I took a shaky breath.
Talk about a stressful job.

Walking [ok fine, more like stumbling] into the bathroom, I started the hot water in the massive bathtub.
Shedding my uniform I sunk into the steaming water.
"Ah yes... I might be able to get use to this."

                                                     
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I don't really know how long I was in there, but when I finally did get out, I regretted it.      
I pulled my pants and soft white shirt back on. When I turned to see myself in the mirror, I saw black lines sprouting out of the neckline. Pulling it down, a tattoo was reviled.
[Ok the word 'tattoo' is the closest thing I could think of at the moment.]
The mark resembles roots, but they only "grow" on the top and bottom [not out on the sides] in the middle of the "roots" is a rectangle angled long ways [or "standing up" if you will.]
In the center of that, was a closed rosebud.    

The thing about this "tattoo" is that no needle ever pierced my skin. But I had to go through a great sickness in order to get it.
Not that I want it.

I looked at my necklace on the marble counter top next to the sink.
I concentrated on it hard, and tried to imagine it floating. But... let's just say that I haven't quiet mastered that gift yet. [Savrin hush! you big meanie!]
When I glanced around, I noticed that my necklace wasn't the only thing floating. In fact everything was floating!
Including me!!
"Oh great."
I tried to imagine a soft landing, but everything went down with a deep boom.

Picking myself off the floor I saw that, floating at eye level, was the two most precious things in the world to me.
Reaching up, I snatched them out of the air.
I placed my necklace back around my neck.
Looking down in my left hand was a long leather cord with a small round wood piece in the middle.
On that wood, hand carved, was the symbol for peace and guidance [a sun with a cloud in front of it], and on the other side, was the symbol for the Creator. [a dragon]

A flash back to my earlier childhood came to mind.

"Your not going to die are you?"
"That's what everyone else thinks." I whispered as I
pulled my covers to my chin.
"I don't want you to die. But if you have to, can
you bring this to Paradise with you? as a reminder
of me, and that the Creator?" A small warm hand
placed something cool in my own.
Gazing at the wood piece, I smiled.
"Of course! I would love to take it with me
someday. But not today."
"Then wear it all the time! so that way when you
do go, you will still have it with you."
I smiled.
"Ok. I will. I promise."


I promise....

I smiled.
"I promise. And that's one I promise I won't ever break."
Wrapping the leather cord around my wrist multiple times, keeping the wood piece in the middle so I could always see it, I grabbed the rest of my clothes.

knock, knock

I jerked and glanced at the door.
"Who is it?" I called. Quickly zipping up my armor vest.
"It's me." ['Me' is Sav by the way] "Are you ok? I heard a crash."
"Uh..." I glanced around and found that the bathroom was a mess.
"Yeah I'm ok. I just slipped and fell. But thanks for checking up on me Sav." I think. I added mentally.
"Sure thing. Just don't call me 'Sav' please."
Now my curiosity overwhelmed me.
Opening the door and slipping out, I came face-to-face with Savrin.
"Why?"
A flash of pain crossed his face.
But I was stubborn. [Yes Savrin. I usually am stubborn]
"My mom use to call me that." Oh... Savrin's mom had died of a really high fever awhile ago.
"But... what does that have to do with... me?" I know the sounds cruel, but I didn't see his point. " I mean, it's just a nickname, and I've called you that before I had the fever." I pointed out. Savrin sighed and toppled backwards onto my bed.
"That's the point." He said, not meeting my eyes.
I sighed quietly and plopped down next to him.
"But Savrin."
He propped himself on his elbows and gazed at the wall.
"I didn't die."
"But you almost did. I heard you even went into an a coma." Is that what Dad told everyone? "And the idea of loosing another person that I had grown close to, I couldn't handle that."
"I guess we were pretty close then weren't we?" I muttered ,slightly embarrassed.
"Yes we were."
"But again, I didn't die." Instead I was branded. "So... How come we could never go back to the way we were?"
He finally looked me in the eye. At that moment, his eyes looked almost pure blue. Like they use to be when we were little kids.
"We can't go back Zaydie. Only forwards."
I cocked my head a little and studied his face.
"So where does that leave us?"
He pulled himself off the bed and looked at me.
"Do you think you'd want to enjoy our old childhood friendship again?"
At first I was slight confused. He just said that we couldn't go back, but now he was asking if we could go back to our old friendship.
But It finally dawned on me.
He didn't not want the old relationship we had, but he just meant we couldn't go back and relive our lives. [bummer]

As soon as I got that I jumped up and threw my arms around his waist, like I use to do when we were little and he would come over and visit.
It was actually funny. Even when we were little, I could only reach his waist, now almost nine years latter, I still could only hug his waist with out standing on my tip-toes.

He hesitated for a moment.
"So... I take that as a yes?" I laughed and pushed him away.
"No, I'm going to become your worst nightmare."
"I think you already-"
"Nah-uh! don't even think about finishing that. Now come on. We've got a job to do, and we need to go grab our stuff. I need to stock up on cherry tea." I grabbed my boots and shoved them on quickly.
Scooping up my leather jacket and pulling it on, we marched out of the room.
"lead the way." Savrin muttered.
"I'm still calling you 'Sav' by the way. So watch it." I called over my shoulder.
Through my senses, I saw him shake his head and roll his eyes.
"Fine. Have it your way, but don't say I didn't warn you if I get all defensive all of a sudden."
"Yeah, yeah. You wouldn't hurt an old friend would you?"
"Hmm... Depends on what that friend's doing."
I rolled my eyes and headed down the hallway.
I heard a slight shuffle, and turned my head slightly. I could tell it wasn't Savrin, but if it wasn't... then who was it?

                                                      ++++

Brinlynn put her hand on her head.
"You've got to be joking! Both of you?! Why in the Creator's world does he need two of you?!"
I shook my head. "I dunno. But I'm not about to go and ask questions!"
"No, no! I would never suggest such a thing! But just be careful... and don't do anything stupid."
I groaned.
"Not this again! Savrin and I have come to an... understanding." I suttered.
Brin cocked an eyebrow. I sighed and tried to get my thoughts together.
"We decided to enjoy the relationship we use to have as little kids."
"And uh... what exactly was that?"
I sighed. She was never going to let this go.
"Buddies. Life-long friends. BFF if you want!" I threw my hands up desperatly. Brin laughed. "We're just friends."
She still didn't look convinced. "Honest!"

knock knock

I rushed over to open the door. Savrin was standing there with a small duffle slung over his shoulder.
"You ready to go?"
I grinned and pulled him inside.
"Go on. Tell her we're just friends and there's nothing to worry about." I instructed. He gave me a confused look.
"We're just friends, and there's nothing to worry about." He quoted.
I beamed at Brin and scooped up my bag.
"See? Told you there was nothing to worry about. I'll see you latter! And may the Creator give you strength."
Brin nodded and gave me a tight hug.
"And the same to both of you."
I smiled and kissed her on the cheek. Then followed Savrin outside.
Not glancing back.

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The one thing I have noticed about Sav, is the fact that he's very protective.
Not that that's a bad thing!
[And for the record, I meant a brotherly protection.]

It was late, and half the people in the President's house had already turned in for the night when we got there.
Savrin escorted me right to my chamber doors.
"We'll be up early. So don't plan on sleeping in." He ordered, as he looked up and down the hall with a keen eye. It seemed like he was looking for something.
I did a quick sweep, but I didn't see anything. Though I did get the sense that someone was there.
I just couldn't see him. Hmm...
"Ok. Watch your back." I whispered as I opened the door.
"You too."
I gave him a chin-up nod, then shut the door.

I tossed and turned all night.
This house is haunted.
It must be! No house should make moaning noises!
I stared at the roof of the canopy for a long, long, long, time.
I finally gave in with a groan, and threw my covers off.
The cold seeped through my sleeping shirt and pants.
Shivering, I shoved my socked feet into my boots and grabbed a thick blanket and wrapped it around my shoulders. Pulling my loose braid over my shoulder, I picked up a holopad and quickly pulled up the blueprints of the President's house.
Finding the kitchen I set off to find some hot cherry tea.

I will admit it that it was pretty dumb not to go anywhere with out a knife in my belt. [Oh shut up Sav! I was tired and wasn't thinking strait]
I was able to find the kitchen, and I was also able to find the cherry tea.
After I had warmed up, I rinsed out my cup and placed it back on the shelf, then leaving the kitchen just as I had found it.
It was on the way back to my rooms where I bumped into a strange shadow.

Stepping over the thresh hold of the last stair of the huge stairway in the front of the house.
I paused and looked up at the stars through the glass roof.
"I know that You know what your doing dear Creator. But sometimes I wish you would tell me what's going to happen next." I whispered quietly.
"How often do you pray to one who doesn't answer?"
I stood shock still.
Well that was definitely a boy's voice. Young I'd say, maybe my age, but not too old because it's not that deep yet.
Turning my head, I looked around. I still couldn't see much from the pale moonlight. But yet, I knew there was someone there.
"Everyday. Several times." I answered cautiously. "And you?"
I heard a slight chuckle.
"The same. If I didn't I think I would have given up on life awhile ago."
I nodded slowly.
"Who are you? If I may ask." I added respectfully. I had no idea who this kid was, but still I didn't want to get him mad or anything.
"You can ask, but I won't guarantee I'll give you an answer." Ok-ay.... what did that mean?
"well what does a girl have to do to get  your name?" Yeah I know. Awesome cockiness!
He laughed, and for some reason, him laughing made me smile slightly. I had a feeling this guy didn't have many reasons to laugh these days. No one did.
"I'll have to think about that. No one has stopped long enough to even know about me. But I like to keep it that way." There was suddenly an edge to his voice. And I knew then that this guy was someone deadly. Someone who could prove to be either a nucsense, or an enemy.
"What's your name and why are you sneaking around at night with out any protection?" He asked. His voice had a natural roughness to it. Sort of rugged. [or at least that's the impression I got]
"Who said I wasn't with out protection." I asked.
"I don't see any weapons."
I laughed. "Weapons. I'm as good with out them as I am with them." I stated.
"Oh, please don't tell me your a Helfin." He said with a hint of sarcastic desperation.
"No. But I was."
There was a moment of silence. My eyes flew from shadow to shadow. Trying to find some form of a human being.
Suddenly, out of no where. A boy appeared right in front of me.
He wore complete black [no shocker there right?]
He had on a... well a leather short-sleeve jacket that came down past his knees. It had a high collar that covered his whole neck. A silver zipper rand from the bottom of the collar to about the middle of his thighs. Leaving the rest of the bottom open.

What really gave me a shock was his face. It looked... so familiar, yet so different.
His black hair was on the long side and fell into his face, and it pointed out all over the place.
"You can't be any older then me. Tell me, what are you doing here? Your not the President's new lady are you?" He asked, crossing his arms and looking me other thoroughly. If I was still twelve, I would have shrunk under his gaze. But now, things were different and I wasn't allowed be intimidated.
"Never! not to the likes of-" I cut myself off and looked away. Great going Zaydie! Way to ruin it on the first day.
The boy let out a sigh.
"Well, I wouldn't either. What's your name?"
"Zaydie" I spewed out before thinking about it. "Now I've told you mine. It's only fair that you tell me yours." I added, looking back at the boy. A smirk spread across his face.
"Who ever told you that life's fair? I'll be watching you Zaydie." And leaving me on that cliff hanger, he disappeared.
"Oh, well that's real comforting." I mumbled to myself. But I still couldn't shake the feeling that I had seen him from somewhere.


Heading back to bed, my mind was cramped with questions.
Questions that didn't have answers.
How is it that I seem to have known that boy?
Why was it that he wouldn't tell me his name?
Why was he following me?
What did he mean by 'I'll be watching'?

I groaned and turned onto my side. This was going to be a long night.
Is it possible to go mad over a boy who you hardly know?
Well if it is, I'm doing it.
[shut up Sav! not that kind of mad! gosh. Boys will be boys won't they? I mean honestly! geez you'd think I'd have put a knife to his throat the way he's going on about who knows what and la-de-da he's gone mental. Though I'm starting to wonder if he's always like this. Hey don't you hit me!]
But let me tell you. Going mad over this mystery boy, was quiet a pain

Chapter 4

S                              Chapter 4:
A                    
V                                   Actions have consequences
R                                          
I                                              
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[Zaydie asks the question: ‘why do you have such serious titles?! mine seem so frivolous compared to yours.’ Well it’s just because I want people to know the seriousness along with the fun stuff.]
Well as soon as we stepped out into the rain. Our hands were practically ripped out of our sockets as we were propelled into an alleyway.
Zaydie was the first to act. Not that it did her much good.
“Stop that Zaydie!” A firm female voice commanded. Zaydie did stop and was let go.
“Brinlynn! What the...?!” I was let go as well and came face-to-face with Braxlin. Should have known.
“What were you thinking?!” Zaydie’s mentor, Brin, barked.
“We were-” she put up her hand to stop Zaydie from talking.
“I wasn’t asking you!” she then turned her icy gaze on me.
oh great.
“you know the rules Savrin.” Brax told me in a bored voice as he examined the sky. There was a reason why I hadn’t seen Zaydie for four years. A stupid reason, but a reason none the less.
“boys and girls are not allowed to be alone. Together.” Brinlynn looked directly at Zaydie, who returned the glare.
“And that’s for the Helfins! The rule is even more explicit for the Shiev!” Brin added. My jaw dropped, and Zaydie became furious.
“We didn’t do anything!!” she growled.
“That’s not what the locals are saying.” Brax cut in. “Their saying that you knocked each other up.” We both stared at him in pure shock.
“Can I punch him?” Zaydie asked. Looking from her mentor to me.
“Sure. Be my guest. I can’t even touch him.” I grumbled.
“Zaydie what happened?” I noticed that Brin’s voice was toned down a notch.
Zaydie sighed.
“I got pissed off at him,” she pointed at Brax. “for making me do his dirty work, because he was to much of a lazy butt! to do it himself-”
“It wasn’t dirty work.” Braxlin piped up in his defense. I snorted.
Zaydie ignored him.
“So I jumped the wall and ran down the streets. Savrin followed me at his own risk. I didn’t know who it was, so I went into defense mode. Jumping up on a roof, I kicked him away from me, and we fought! and I lost it ok?!” Brin rose an eyebrow. “I cried into his shoulder, that’s about as physical as it got!” She left out the part where I sat on her. But that was clearly defense and obviously part of the fight. [Yes Zaydie it was. Sheesh]
“No kissing?” I shook my head in disbelief, and Zaydie groaned in embarrassment.
“Brin!”
“What?! as your “big sister” I have to ask these things!” Brinlynn stated.
“No! Obviously there was no kissing! he bought me a cup of coffee.”
“Coffee? who buys a girl a cup of coffee?!” I threw my hands up.
“Iyiyiy! Why did I even bother?!”
“Now a cup of tea! that’s good. Especially if-”
“It’s cherry.” Zaydie finished for her. [Cherry tea huh?] Brinlynn gave her a wink.
“Ok! back to the subject at hand please.” Braxlin announced. “What are we going to do with these two?”
“Give them off with a warning, make ‘em work hard tomorrow.” Brinlynn said in a very mater-of-fact tone. I was shocked when Braxlin nodded in agreement. [he hardly ever agrees with anyone!]


Back on the Military base, I was drilled, and drilled and drilled. Over, and over, and over again. And it was raining again on top of that.
Do you know what it feels like to roll around in the mud, get beaten with in an inch of your life, and then told to get up and do it again? [no you probably haven’t have you?]
But I'd say I got off pretty easy.
[Yeah...easy]

I had just crawled out of the barbed wire pit when Braxlin called.
"That's enough. You've been summoned to the President's office. I suggest you go clean yourself up.” He must have seen my shocked look. [Yeah I was shocked. I had never been summoned by the President before. duh.]
“what ever you do. Keep your cool.” Brax said as I passed him. I looked at the gates and nodded.

It felt weird walking down the streets of Konsor, headed to the President’s personal house. I had a strong sense of déjà vu. But it was thrown off because in the "other" Konsor, everything was smoldering in flames of bombs. [or something]

I was the only one clothed in complete black. I stuck out like a sore thumb. All the kids stopped and stared at me. But I suppose that's to be expected. It's not every day they see someone with silver-grey eyes.
Walking down the streets the rain started to light up, as I stuck to the shadows of the alleys.
Once I came to the tall gates of his mansion, a guard came out and stepped in front of me.
"State your business." he called in a harsh tone. He hadn't looked me in the eye yet. So he obviously didn't know what rank I had over him.
"I'm here on...business."
"Why you-" He then looked me in the eyes and pure shock and horror spread across his face. He made a hasty bow, I noticed that his hands were shaking.
"I'm sorry my lord. You are here to see President Valadamir are you not?” I gave a stiff nod.
The guard moved aside and the gates opened with out a creak. [I wonder how much they have to oil it to keep it that way.]

I walked across the gravel stone pathway lined with roses, that led up to the front doors. Checking the systems on my gloves, I walked up to the large front doors.
As I reached for the door handle, Someone moved inside, I could see him from the window, but it was the window that caught my attention. It was the same one that Zaydie almost broke in the simulation.
I was brought back to the present when the door handle moved under my  hand. [and no it wasn’t me]
Before me stood a cute maid [Ow! don’t hit me. I’m sorry it’s the only word to describe her! sheesh.]
she wore the traditional black and red of a maid and her short hair was tucked behind her ears.
“Are you lord Savrin? the Shievan?” I nodded. “Please follow me.”
The maid led me up the grand staircase and into the room right in front of it. Glancing up I saw that my hunch before in the simulation was right. The entire roof was made of glass.

The room that the maid left me in was long and large. A few shafts of golden sunrays that had managed to poke through the grey clouds, cut through the glass, though on each pillar in the room, a candle was lit.
I moved silently along the red carpet that ran from the front of the room to the tall chair sitting on the raised dais.
One thing that I certainly wasn’t expecting, was that besides the President, I wasn’t the only one in the room.
I came up and stood at attention next to Zaydie, who had watched me through the corner of her eye.
I noticed the ever so subtle hint of shock in her eyes, but she was good at keeping her face composed.
I turned my face to look dead ahead. I found a man sitting on the throne...well I wouldn’t call him a man...exactly.
He was...my age.

I was slightly taken aback when I laid eyes on him. He couldn’t be more then 16. His black hair grazed his shoulders, [which annoyed Zaydie for the record] and his shocking green eyes looked playful.
He had on a smile and his head was cocked to one side.
“Well, I finally have everyone here,” I met his gaze, as he rose from his chair. He had on an expensive looking suite but it was all black. Everything’s black.
“Excellent.” He lazily waved his hand at us, beckoning us to follow him as he moved around the backside of his tall dark throne.
I let Zaydie pass before me, but I was close behind her.
“You were right.” She whispered, glancing over her shoulder, piercing me with her silver eyes.
“The roof is made of glass.”
A smile crept across my face. But it was quickly gone as she ducked behind the throne.

I followed Zaydie through a door behind the chair, and we came into a long dark hallway, lit only by soft glowing orbs.
The President led us down several stair cases and finally stopped in front of a door. He swiped his arm in front of a panel imbedded in the wall.
The door slid open by it’s self.
Now we have lots of those kind of doors on the military base. But everything I had seen in the President’s mansion was old school. The wooden doors, the glass roof, all the flowers?
But looking at this guy, he didn’t really seem one to have a love for flowers.
“Something troubles you...Savrin?” My head jerked up. Again I met the cool gaze of the President.
“No sir.” A small smirk appeared on his face.
“I see.” Then he led us into the room.

The room was similar to the simulation room. Only it wasn’t a simulation room. Everything was white, and everything seemed to reflect some kind of light that came from no where.
Several doctors sat behind holopad screens, tapping away.
“Sir, I have a question.” Zaydie spoke up. Her hands were clasped behind her back, her fingers were messing with the edge of her leather jacket.
Valadamir turned to her with a kind smile that I automatically didn’t like.
“Yes?”
“Why is it that down here everything is like the military base, and for a matter of fact almost every other home in Konsor. But up stairs in your mansion it’s all...”
“Old?”
Zaydie nodded.
“Ah yes. My dear mother use to love nature. So I keep that as a reminder.” Zaydie opened her mouth to say more, but then placed a hand on her lips and stopped herself.
Valadamir paused and let his gaze linger a little longer on her, before turning.
To my own surprise my hands balled up into fists. I shook my head slightly. What was wrong with me?!

“Now both of you come here.”
We moved silently across the tiled floor toward Valadamir. He stood over a small table, and as we drew closer I noticed that on top of the table, two vials were placed delicately on a velvet cloth.
"If I may ask. What happened to your other body guard?" On impulse, I closed the distance between Zaydie's back and myself, I reached out and gripped her hand hard. Though it didn't phase her composition, she did dig her nails into my hand.
"No it's alright. I shall indulge the lady." By his ice cold glare I knew he meant that I should take a step back and leave her alone.
As soon as I did, he turned back to her. "He proved to be week, useless, and utterly pitiful. He cracked." He stated simply with a shrug of his shoulders. "But that is where you two come in." He turned back to the two vials on the table. I glanced down at Zaydie to see that she was already looking at me with a scared look in her eyes. I gave her hand a gentle, quick squeeze.
"I have found that I am going to need extra protection very soon-"
"And why's that sir?" Oi, this girl is definitely going to be the death of me.
Valadamir turned to her with a cocky grin that I didn't like. Not one bit.
"That you will have to find out for yourselves when the times right dear Zaydie." The same feeling hit me again. Only stronger this time. I can't explain it any other way except, a need to defend Zaydie. The reason?
No idea.
Still working on that.

"But onto more pressing  matters." He snapped his fingers and we were suddenly grasped from behind. Instantly we both went into action. Only we found that who ever had us were much stronger then we were.
"Please do not struggle. For you own sake. I promise they are not to harm you." Valadamir said casually. He picked up the first vile, and moved over to Zaydie. She was frozen as a needle projected out of it. Her fear was plastered all over her face.
And I could understand why.
No Shiev liked to be around needles after Sindo had been transplanted in them.
"I can't promise this wont hurt. But I hope..." He took a hold of her right arm, her forearm up. "For your sake that it doesn't...for to long that is." I could tell he didn't really mean it. He plunged the needle into her arm and pressed a button at the top. Sending the clear fluid into Zaydie's body.
Zaydie's scream agonized me. I was helpless. I couldn't do anything!
And that killed me.
The tears fell down her face. as more liquid was pushed into her system, the farther she collapsed to her knees.
Valadamir finally pulled the needle from her skin and gently let go of her arm. The guard had let go of her, she was now on the floor crying quietly. She pulled her arm close to her body, I noticed as the silver tears ran down her chin and dropped onto her hurt arm.
That's when Valadamir came for me.

The pain was excruciating. That's all I can explain it as. As soon as it was over I could understand why Zaydie was still in silent tears.
"What the hell-"
Zaydie slapped my arm. Always the good girl.
But it only made my blood boil when Valadamir chuckled.
"Was that for?!" I continued. Not able to keep the anger from my tone.
Valadamir crouched down before Zaydie with what seemed to be a look of concern on his face.
"I'm so sorry you had to go through something that painful dear Kana." That was crossing the line! The name 'Kana' was only used by a lover. It meant 'my beautiful flower' but what got me the worst, was that Zaydie didn't say anything about it! There wasn't even a flash of anger in her silver doe eyes. If I had called her that she would have thrown me halfway across Konsor!

Valadamir offered out a hand to her, and she took it!
[yes, at that point I was ready to show this twerp what a Shievan was really made of!]
"You see, even through the doors upstairs may look old, everything there has top class security. Did you notice the panel outside the door?" Valadamir laughed at himself. "Of course you did." He then glanced down at his own right arm.
"Inside those vials were steel capsules that will act as keys. As my new bodyguards, you will have to have access to those rooms. And now you do."
Man I was really starting to hate this guy.
"Now, if you would," He gestured over to a doctor. "Please allow them to activate the key." He must have seen Zaydie hesitate, because he took her hand and gently guided her to the doctor, who had her sit in a chair next to a table that held several instruments on it.
"This, I can promise, will not hurt." Valadamir motioned for me to stand next to the chair where Zaydie sat.
The doctor picked up, what looked like a cone shaped box. [it was wider at the top, then grew skinny down at the handle.]
Pressing one of the dials, he pointed the end of it at Zaydie's arm. All that came out was a beam of purple-white light, there was a beep and the doctor pressed more buttons. Creating another beep.
He then did the same to me. Valadamir was speaking the truth when he said it wouldn't hurt. All it was was a shaft of light. [well...for the most part.]

Once we were finished there, the both of us were still slightly shaken up from what had just had happened. My arm was still quite sore, and I noticed that Zaydie was still holding her arm close to her stomach.
Valadamir had led us back into the throne room and was now constructing us on how we were to guard him.
"Both of you are to stay two paces behind me. Savrin, you will be positioned on my left. Zaydie, you will be on my right. There is no need to guard me in my personal chambers, and a few other places.
You will both have separate quarters here in the mansion, you will be right across the hall from each other, and my own quarters are right down the hall."
Valadamir clapped his hands once, and the same maid from before appeared. [Ow! Zaydie stop hitting me!!]
"Mai will show you to your rooms. Latter tonight I will allow you to go back to the military base to say your 'good-byes' and to get your things." He gave a head nod to Mai, and she gestured for the two of us to follow her.
"Thank you my lord." Zaydie said respectfully, as she dipped into a graceful curtsy. Oh yeah. It was hard to remember that this 16-year-old was higher in rank then I was. Hmm...
I too, followed Zaydie's example, and bowed slightly before the President. He nodded his head in response, and then we were whisked away from the throne room, and were taken down another hall.
But as we left the throne room, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. Heading the warning, I let my senses sweep the area, my eyes doing the same. But I couldn't see anything through the shadows that the dark clouds from outside were casting.
"What is it?"
I turned to see that Zaydie was speaking to me. I shook my head slightly, and put on a slight smile.
"Nothing."
She looked at me a moment longer before returning my smile.
There was no need to worry her.
At least not now.

Mai led us right up to a door and gestured to it.
"This is your room ma'am. And your's sir, is right across the hall here." She pointed to another door across the hallway.
I gave her a chin up nod, and she left.
I looked up and saw Zaydie look as if... as if my dad had just handed her that one credit when she turned twelve.
"I'm off to scout out my new room!" She gave a salute and marched off into her room.
The big brown door swung shut. Leaving me on her door step... literally.
The door opened again and she stuck her head out.
"You comin'?" Her brown locks framed her slim face, and her silver eyes were extremely playful.
I laughed and gave a shrug.
"Sure."
She dashed back inside, and I think I heard her giggle.
Girls will be girls.

Chapter 3

Z                            Chapter 3:
A
Y                        Guys can be such pains!!
D                           But we couldn’t live with out them                                                          
I                               Now could we girls?
E



[before I get started, I have to say that the look on Sav’s face was priceless! Just saying haha.]

I walked passed him and headed strait to the mansions main doors.
Savrin quickly got a hold of himself and caught up with me.
“So you’re my back up huh?”
“Yup, whether you like it or not.” I stated with out taking my eyes off those big doors.
“I didn’t say I didn’t like it. I was just surprised of all the people in Shievan they chose you. Just seems a little odd don’t you think?” my eyes glanced up at him momentarily.
“I suppose.” I couldn’t say anything more. Not here, not now. They could be watching. Someone’s always watching.
Savrin seemed to get my drift, and turned his attention to the mission.
“What are we after?” I asked. Checking the door handle. It was melted shut. Great.
“All I know is that we’re after a paper in the library.” I turned to him and placed my hands on my hips.
“a paper? In the library? Got any more specifics, seeing as the library is full of papers!”
“Nope. That’s all he would say.”
“Fantastic.” I muttered.
Taking my sash off my hips, I wrapped it around my hand and was about to bust the window open when Savrin caught my wrist.
“Why don’t you ask first. I can make it much easier.” he stated. He put his palm on the glass and I suddenly felt a vibration run through the ground,…and house. The glass shattered and his hand came away unscathed. And the vibrating stopped.
He hopped through the window and offered me a hand. I looked at him and jumped through, with out his help.
He dropped his hand and acted like nothing happened. I took a quick look around the mansion.
Glass covered the floor, in such amounts that I couldn’t figure out where it had come from. Pillars were crumbling, statues were busted, furniture was overturned, and doors were busted down or burnt.
“where did all the glass come from?” I asked as I tried to get use to the smell of burnt wood.
Savrin pointed up as he moved up the stairs silently. I glanced up and saw that the entire roof was missing.
“oh.” the roof had been glass. Go figure.
We climbed the stairs in silence, it seemed wrong to talk in such a dreaded place. One that had obviously not lasted to long, and was still crumbling right before me.
I fixed the straps of my scabbards around my hips so they didn't dig into my skin.
“Ok were are all the soldiers?” I finally asked.
“it’s been like this for most of the mission. Except for the fiasco in the courtyard and two Scouts before that.” Sav answered.
“well…that can really only mean one thing…” our eyes met and it was like I was looking in a reflecting glass. We both knew what was coming. And we were going to have to depend on each other in order to pass it.
That was not my strong point.

Definitely with out thinking about it, I started to hum.
“what are you doing?” Savrin asked stepping in front of me, and making me stop dead in my tracks.
“what are you doing?” I asked back. He gave me a look.
“I hum when I’m nerves ok?! Sorry, I’ll try to stop but sometimes it’s like my tongue has a mind of it’s own.” he rolled his eyes and kept walking. Muttering something along the lines of ‘girls’, which got him a slap on the head.

We finally found the library…after hunting through out the house for it.
The library was actually the only thing that wasn’t destroyed! [that might be because it was so far into the cliff that it probably didn’t get to much damage by what ever caused the damage.]

My jaw dropped as I gazed upon all of the books. There were tons, and tons of books!! It was crazy. it would be impossible for anyone to read all of these in several life times, let alone one!
“Oh my.” I muttered. I slowly walked up to the closest book shelf. Running my fingers across the leather bound covers and gold printed titles.
“this is amazing. Look at all these books!” I whispered. “Maximums Kentle. Malcolm Rader. Their all here! Look at this.” I pulled down Draxium Lockheart. Flipping through the old yellow worn pages. Reading over my favorite poems. Memories of green fields, and yellow flowers ran through my head as my eyes skimmed over the pages.
“you actually understand that stuff?” Savrin asked as he took a peak over my shoulder.
“Of course. This one here. When it says grassy meadows, it means the good times in our lives. And then the thorns that eat the flowers, signify the things that we let take the beauty in our lives, it’s our fears that swallow every last ray of sunshine. But that’s where the sun comes in, the sun and its rays give the flowers a hope. A dream. That they’ll one day be free.” I explained. Gazing into his silver-blue eyes I was reminded of that dream. But also of a fear.
“You get that all from a few lines?” way to ruin the moment.
“Yes.” I answered. Placing the book back. “now come on. Let’s look for this paper.”
Not that it was hard to find. It was in a glass case at the end of the long library.
Walking to it gave me the shivers. There were non-flickering lights every few book shelves. Creating long shadows that moved across the floor as we moved down the dark and quiet hall.
“something’s going to jump us.” I whispered.
“Uh-huh.” but we still kept forward with determined steps.
“you have a plan?”
“Nope.”
“Oh great. That’s…lovely.” I glanced at him and saw the lopsided grin of his.
I brushed my hand against my right leg, checking to see if my backup weapon was still in place. [and no, I’m not going to tell you what it is. You’ll just have to figure it out ‘kay?]
“I don’t like this.”
“That’s the point. Your not suppose to.” I shot him a look.
“I got that thanks. But I would feel much better if the thing would just jump us already!”
“be careful what you wish for.” he warned. “because it might just come true.”
“Oh yeah? I wish for a chocolate bar.” I gestured around. “No chocolate bar.”
“Well I didn’t say it would happen instantaneously.” he pointed out.
I sighed but no snappy comeback came to mind.

We made it to the glass case with out incident, which wasn’t good.
I was the first to make it. I couldn’t stand it any more and I dashed the last few paces.
Removing my sash again I smashed the glass.
“What is with you? I could have saved you the trouble.” Savrin asked sarcastically.
“Maybe I just like smashing things.” I pointed out. I pulled the scroll out of the glass fragments. Tugging on the ribbon, I pulled it open.
“Now what are you doing? We’re not suppose to look at the paper.”
“He never said we couldn’t.” I pointed out. But unfortunately, I wasn’t able to read it.
I guess breaking the glass set off an alarm because something started to move in that library. and it wasn't just us. [Savrin says I look like a second grader pointing out the obvious]
there was a low hum somewhere close by.
"That wasn't me." I threw out there as I pulled out my ureci.
"I figured that out thanks." there was a deep rumble, followed by high pitched screeching. I put my hands over my ears and cringed under the sound.
when I looked up, I saw the tallest moving thing that I never could have even imagined!!
“Ooh my...” I whispered.
“I think you got your wish.” Savrin commented with a strait face. he pulled out this...well to me it looked like a clump of mettle till it started to unfold it’s self! it was three joints, and I could see the gears moving in those joints. it soon extended to it’s full length which was pretty long.
“Whoa! what the?” I looked up at him with a look that said ‘are you serious?!’ at least...I hope that’s what it said. [Sav assures me, that it did indeed say that.]
“Got any other tricks up your sleeve I should know about?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Do you?” he shot back with a grin. I yanked out my ureci and looked back at the thing that was moving for us.
“stay tuned.” he laughed.

Turning my attention back to the thing that was marching it’s way down the hall, I loosened my joints. Looking up, I met a pair of red glowing eyes. oh boy.
The thing must have been around eight or nine feet tall. It had a human form, but everything else, definitely wasn't human.
It's body was made of complete metal [hence all the screeching] and it looked like they were all connected by glowing red lines all over his body. but the lines all led up to the big square in the middle of his chest.
"Ok I'm guessing that's his week spot." I stated rather dumbly.
"Yeah either that, or it's where he gets the most power from." Savrin pointed out so kindly.
"And...there's that too. So what's the plan?" I asked again, handing over the document/paper-thingy.
"kill it, and then go home so I can take a shower."
"Oh yeah some plan. um how about a plan on how to do that!" to late!
we scattered to the opposite ends of the room as the robot sent a huge club down at us! smashing the pedestal the paper was on before.
I watched as Savrin charged the dump thing. I rolled my eyes and followed. He called for back up, so he got back up. Though he should have called for an army.
we both jumped into the air aiming for the same target. but once I saw that we both were going to collide into each other again, I used the spring board to throw myself backwards.
Landing smoothly, I shot up again and went for the big guys head. what else could I do?
He tried to swing at me with his club, but he's a little rusty. I grabbed the club and swung myself around it, getting the momentum, I then swung myself, feet first for his head.
I hit it too.
I hit it hard, and when I did a shock went up my feet, through my body and to my head sending me another headache. I felt myself falling, but I quickly used the spring board again.
Taking better hold on my ureci, I stabbed his eyes. the ureca hit a liquid and it burst. I wasn't sure what it was, so instinctively I pulled up a shield. The red stuff hit it, then evaporated. His left eye was down.
But then his right hand swatted me out of the air.
I braced myself for the hard impact, only...there wasn't one. I guess part of being a back up, is that your partner is your back up too.
because when I managed to stop scrunching my eyes and look up, Savrin was holding me up while still floating in midair.
"wakey-wakey. We've got work to do." He said. I rolled my eyes.
"Tell me about it." I lifted my hands above my head and pushed off a spring board, sending myself flying once again. Only this time, I went for the thingy on his chest.

taking my ureca I tried to cut into the red square, but it was to thick. There was something protecting it.
Pulling out a small disk from a hidden pocket in my pants, I pressed a button on the dial and flipped backwards.
Ducking to miss his hand, I pointed it at the red thing. A silver beam shot out of the disk, shattering a hard glass that protected the gem. Spinning several times to get closer, I used the end of my ureca to crack the gem.
I glanced up and saw Savrin mess with his gloves again, then he pounded the guys head, sending him to the ground, with both of us on top.
Savrin took his sword and with a loud battle cry, sliced the guys head off.
Well, that's that.

It took a moment for my heart to stop beating so fast, and for my breathing to come easier.
"What the hel-"
"Sh! don't you know not to say bad words?" I interrupted. I know it was a little childish, but I really hated it when people said mean things, it just ticks me off.
He took a deep breath, and I spun off the dead robot and put my ureci away. I picked up the small disk off the ground and slipped it back in the hidden pocket.
"It's called a rquel." I informed him. "Now can we get out of this depressed place?" I asked. Savrin sighed and took a hold of my waist tightly.
"I suggest you hold on tight." It was a little odd, and I felt slightly embarrassed, but I wrapped my arms around his neck. He stared right into my eyes, and I noticed there was no hint of play in his face. "And what ever you do, don't let go." I gave a curt nod, and a shock wave soared through my body. My grip tightened, and so did his. [to the point where it hurt but oh well] The shock sent pain all the way through my body. It was excruciating.
Before I knew it we were back in the white glowing panel room. We quickly let go and took a step apart casually. The metal door opened and we stepped out and into the control room.
"Very good job. You did fantastically!" The nerd said from behind the reading monitors.
"Well thanks." I retorted. "So in other words, we survived this simulation, but can you at least tell us what's on the paper?"
Savrin handed the paper over to his mentor, Braxlin. Who undid the ribbon again and gave us a nod.
"Some unfinished paperwork." he answered not looking up at us.
"You mean to say, that we did all of that, for some paperwork?!" It was hard not to keep the tone out of my voice.
"Yes. Now your both excused." Braxlin told us. Only then did he look up at us. "I suggest you take a break. I hear the pound cake is delicious tonight." Turning his back, we got the memo.
I gave out a 'huff' and marched out of the room, and then the building.

Outside, I sprinted across the grass courtyard and jumped the wall. Legally, I wasn't allowed to do that, but every kid did it anyway. Well,...Every Shievan did anyway. Skidding on the gravel, I flipped down a flight of stairs and spun around the corner.
Through Sindo, I could sense someone chasing me. Ha great. Practice.
But not in middle of a busy street. Dashing into an alley way, I scaled a wall and flipped onto the roof. Not stopping, I ran across the roof top, jumping over the gaps to the next one as if it was something I did everyday [which is practically was]
But the chaser was still on my tail.
Gathering up energy, I plunged myself off the roof, I spun around as I fell, my fingers found the gutter of the house, using the spring board again I sent my feet flying over my head, I turn to see what I was going to hit, only I hit it before I could see anything clearly. It was just a blur of black. I sent him to the other edge of the house, but lucky for him, he dug his toes into the shingles making him come to a stop. But I didn't.
I lunged at him sending a wave of punches to almost every area of his upper body. He was caught off guard so I was able to land a few, but he had a quick recovery and blocked most of them.
I let my anger fuel me, which wasn't part of my training, but I had to let it out sometime, and now seemed as good a time as any.
Ducking down and spinning around him, I hit the back of his knees. He dropped down and rolled out from under me.
"What is wrong with you?" for the first time I realized I was fighting Savrin. Not that that stopped me. [I am not a madman Sav thank you very much! at least...not on a good day]
I didn't answer I just hit him again.
He dodged my second blow and swiped my feet out from under me. I hit the shingles hard, but quickly rolled away as Savrin tried to grab my arms.
He finally got them but he forgot about my legs as I hit him in the face with my boot.
"Gosh Zaydie! Calm down!" he groaned. Finally he pinned me down by sitting on top of me. [great guy. Don't you hit me!]
"Everything Sav. Everything's wrong with me." I answered through gritted teeth. "My life, my family, my dad-gumit life!" and...I fell apart. Tears and all.
Savrin slowly got off. But he didn’t let go. He just pulled me close and I cried into his shoulder. All of the emotion of the day, and of my dreaded life pored out right there on a roof top, and in Savrin’s shoulder! of all people! [no there is nothing wrong with you Sav, it was just unexpected. Duh!]
when I finally was able to breath again with out more sobs escaping, I pulled away and ran my hand over my eyes.
“Sorry. I don’t usually fall apart like that.” I mumbled. Drawing my legs up to my chest I rested my chin on my knees.
“It’s fine. No harm done. Just one thing. Don’t call me ‘Sav’ please.” Even with the ‘please’ at the end, it still sounded like an order.
I gave him a hard look but didn’t push it. Pushing myself to my feet, I walked to the edge of the roof and jumped down into the dark alley.
Walking into the busy street I pulled up my hood against the falling rain, and pulled my arms close to my middle.
Savrin silently fell into step with me.
“Better?” I glanced up at him. His jacket didn’t have a hood, so his face was getting wet. Not to say mine wasn’t but his was already drenched and his hair was now plastered to his face.
“Not really, but...I’m not about to have a mental breakdown if that’s what you mean.”
“That’s always good. Mind if we dive into the bakery? I’m getting soaked.” I shrugged, and let him lead me into a warm heavenly smelling bakery.
As I looked at all the displays of the different pastries that they sold, I made up my mind.
I was going to have to get one!
I heard Savrin chuckle behind me. “You look as if you’ve never seen dessert before. Why don’t you go sit down before you pass out of hunger.” I gave him a playful jab in the arm and went to go sit on the small bench that was in side this little alcove that was made out of windows. It was a nice wood bench with a comfy pillow on it for older people. [and younger I guess, haha] The little place would have been perfect if the sun was shining but it still raining. That would be nice. Either that or a fire. I would go with either.
“Here.” I looked out of my daydream and felt something hot in my hands. Glancing down I saw a hot cup of coffee and a chocolate coated pastry.
“Uh...how much did this cost?” I asked. I sensed Savrin sitting down next to me. He looked at me.
“Let’s just say it’s my thanks for the back up today. Why? allergic to chocolate or something?”
I pointed to the drink. He almost spit out his own mouth full.
“your allergic to coffee?!” I nodded.
“Yeah I’m allergic to the beans they use to make coffee.”
“oh...” I could tell he wasn’t really sure what to do.
“But it’s fine! don’t worry about it.” I carefully placed the cup on the floor a little ways from my feet. I then turned to him and smiled. He was still looking confused.
“don’t worry about it. I’ll pay you back.”  That got to him.
“Nah. It’s fine. Keep your money. I’m sure you would have given me confederate money it anyway.” My jaw dropped.
“Hey!! I’m not that mean!” He laughed.
“Could have fooled me with the way you tossed me on the other side of the roof like it was nothing.” I opened my mouth to say something, then closed it when nothing came to mind. So instead I bit into the pastry.
It was quiet for a few minutes as we ate. I watched the rain lightly tap against the window. With the flickering candles and the fire going, the bakery was full of a soft glow, warm temperatures, and the welcoming smell of warm goods.
I hadn’t seen Savrin in years! I didn’t want this moment to end so quickly.
“So...how’s Braxlin been treating you?” I piped up.
“Braxlin is...Braxlin. He puts a lot of pressure on me on top of all the expectations.”
“Well yeah, Brinlynn does that to me too, but what’s it like having one of the top Shievan as your mentor?” I pestered. He sighed and looked at me with sadness in his blue-grey eyes.
“It’s not all that Zadie. That only puts more pressure on me. Everyone expects me to turn out like him, everyone thinks that I’ll be just as strong as him.” I saw the flash of depression in his eyes. No one expected that from me. But that’s probably because Brin wasn’t as popular as Brax.
“I don’t expect that from you.” I heard myself say as I stared at my hands.
“I mean, your only human. We might be enhanced humans, but we’re not gods or something. Only the Creator is perfect.” I added to my previous statement. A grin appeared on Savrin’s face.
“I have been blessed beyond measure.” he stated. He leaned back against the bench, and stared out the window.
I was confused. [as if that’s not unusual] What’s a blessing?
“Um...excuse me?” he smiled kindly.
“I’m glad you rammed into me earlier today. And then threw me across the roof. And saved my butt in the simulation.” What did these embarrassing moments have to do with a blessing? [well most of them except the last one. haha] “Because if you hadn’t then we wouldn’t be setting here having this conversation.” I nodded slowly.
“And I am really glad that you pointed that out to me. Lately I’ve been really down about all this pressure and all. My training is almost over and so I have to pass the test to become a fully privileged Shievan.” I guess I hadn’t realized it, but Savrin is probably farther ahead in his training then I am. “so that only adds on to everything else. And all this time I’ve been trying to do everything perfectly. But like you said. I’m only human.”
“Ooh!...” I chuckled nervously. “Um yes. I guess you are blessed. Though I think your the first to call me a blessing. People usually call me a pain, or a disaster, sometimes even a tornado! And you really don’t have to keep listening to me by the way.” I muttered, taking another bite to keep myself from saying anything else.
Savrin laughed. I liked his laugh. It was comforting, and warm.
“You have a very interesting way of look at things.” He commented.
“Is that good or bad?” I ventured to ask. After I had swallowed.
“It’s refreshing.” I took that as a good thing.
“Alrighty then.” I said quietly.
“Well...we had better get going or we’re going to get a beating.” I nodded and stood up. Shoving the last bit in my mouth I grabbed the cup of coffee off the floor. Not really sure what to do with it, I looked around for a trash can.
“are you going to finish that ma’am?” I looked around and then noticed a boy that was soaking wet. He looked to be 9 or 10, his brown skin was full of cuts, and he had a bloody lip.
“No. Would you like it?” His big brown eyes grew wide in surprise. I knelt down before him and gently pushed the cup into his small cold hands.
“Here. It will warm you up a little.” He looked down, then back up at me. Carefully placing it on the floor, he then jumped me and wrapped his arms around my neck.
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” I smiled and gave him a squeeze.
When he pulled away he did something even more unexpected. He placed his hand on my forehead. Looking me strait in the eye, he spoke in a clear voice.
“May the Creator watch over you and guide you.
May you be blessed, and be a blessing.
May the Creator protect you, and light your path
through the dark times.”
Then he scooped up the cup and dashed out the door.
I rose to my feet and stared at the door as it swung shut.
“See?” Savrin asked, elbowing me. “I told you your a blessing.” I smiled and pulled up my hood again as we stepped outside.
I wish we never had to leave that bakery. Because I wasn’t prepared for what was waiting for us outside.

Chapter 2

S                                  Chapter 2:
A
V                                  a successful mission leads to triumph
I                                                 a failed mission leads to shame
N



[Finally! High time you gave me the holopad!]
Ok, so it was a little refreshing to bump into Zaydie after not being able to see her for years on end.
I had seen her several times, but always from a distance. I never had a chance to talk to her. I had prayed for a long time to see someone familiar. And I’m glad He answered.
[Zaydie, yes I really did pray for you. Believe it or not.]

I can’t say that military training is my favorite thing in the world. But it passes the time. And I guess it keeps me from getting fat. [Zaydie asks the question ‘yeah ‘cause he would have been fat even if he hadn’t gone through training?’ the answer is most likely no, but hey what can I say?]

I walked out of the command center, [the building where Zaydie rammed into me] and I walked across the grass covered “courtyard.” President Valadamir liked nature. No scratch that, he loved nature… it was a little freaky at times. I mean so freaky, that Konsor is built out of a cliff! Literally! [not that I mind living in a cliff…Zaydie’s rolling her eyes, but it’s true, I like living up high. It gives me a new perspective on the world] But what I think is very interesting and sad is that though most citizens in Konsor have a very strong love for nature, they defy the Creator who made it, and them.

Well anyway, as I crossed the green grass I headed to a building next to the command center. The tutelage center.

Inside I made my way through the mess of kids. And by kids I mean people from the ages 12 to 16. Kids. Of course, I suppose I fall into that group, but being a Shiev, I’m a higher level. Just the way it is.
All of the Helfin’s wore the same dark green shirts and dark brown pants with dark brown knee high boots. They had lots of different weapons, and were in middle of training with the coach who took around 4 or 5 of them at one time, the rest practiced on their own till it was their tern.

I moved through the crowed with ease, ignoring all the gapping looks. Till I passed a twelve year old girl clutching a spear in her hands. Her long brown hair was in two pig tails. But it was her eyes that shocked me. As dark green as they were, horror was written all over them.
I paused and knelt down in front of her.
“be strong. Everything will work out well eventually.” I told her with a smile.
“but what if it doesn’t?” she whispered. Tears started to form in the corners of her eyes.
“don’t let them see you cry. Just be strong, and hold on to your faith little one. Don’t let go.” she sniffed and wiped her eyes. Lifting her chin a little, and standing strait, she nodded.
“I will.” I smiled and patted the top of her head before moving on. All of these kids were scared one way or another. It just took a kind heart to help them through.

“your to soft Savrin.” I rolled my eyes as I endured another one of my mentor’s lectures. Braxlin was definitely the strong and silent type as Zaydie says. He doesn’t show much emotions, though he does tease me constantly.
We were in a training room that was strictly for the Shievan. It was different then the rest. And by different I mean all that was in the room [and it was a really small room mind you] was white glowing panels everywhere.
I’m not kidding, that’s all the training room was.
Well…for the most part.

Braxlin pushed himself off the wall and walked over. His hood was up, covering half his face in shadows. As usual. His long trench coat did a good job of covered his kusari gama. [um if you don’t know what that is it would be easier if you looked it up. But if however you don’t have internet access, it looks like a um… what would you call it Zaydie? Well I guess it resembles a farming tool. The one where they cut down the wheat with. Only the blade is straighter and slightly smaller, and it’s attached to a chain.]
I didn’t know all of the weapons he had on him, but I wasn’t going to go ask him!

“here. I’ll tell you your objective once you get in. should be fairly simple. But don’t take your guard down.” he said, handing over his cell phone. I nodded and clipped it onto my belt.
“and try not to blow to much up.” he remarked with a sly grin.
“I’ll see what I can do.” I threw back. He laughed and walked out the sliding door. It closed with a bang seeing as it was all metal except for the small panel of window glass. There was a ‘hiss’ as it sealed it’s self shut, air locking the room.
I took a deep breath and forced my self to relax.
I looked up in the right hand corner in the front of a room and gave it a thumbs up. Then I felt my self falling. Again.

As I looked down below [which was hard sense I was trying to look through clouds] I finally spotted what it was I was going to land on…oh boy.

Quickly flipping around in the air, using the magic that Sindo gave me, to see the spring boards, I swung myself in and out of a tall ruined building, all that was left of it was the beams that held it up. No walls, no windows. Nothing. Landing on the very edge of a beam that was sticking out from the side. The dark sky told me it was around midnight, I shivered in the rain slightly. Big deal. Looking down below me, I saw the dead streets of a city.
Konsor to be exact.
Well at least I would know where to go.
I pulled out the cell phone and dialed the first number there.
“yeah, so what is my objective?” I asked.
“get to the President’s house. You need to find a paper in his library-”
“You mean the whole mission is to find a piece of paper?!?! Oi, how lame can this get?” I placed my hand on my hip and tried to keep from punching something.
“Easy now Savrin. Do not defy your orders just do it. We’ll explain why latter.” with that he hung up on me.
I sighed.
“Well fine then.” on to more pressing mattes I suppose. I added mentally.
I looked down and pressed setting buttons on my gloves. I punched in ‘all’ never know what you might need in a fight that might take a while, or take no time at all.

Examining the ground that was 30 some odd floors down, I couldn’t see any one. A few lights lit the alley, the place looked like it had just gotten bombed.
Turning around to see the wreck of a building I was on, I launched myself backwards off the beam I was standing on.
I landed on my feet, the ground below me cracked as it took my sudden weight. I kept my knees loose so the shock wouldn’t hurt me. Not that it would have to bad if I didn’t.
Rising, I took a closer look at the city.
I had to hand it to Braxlin. He sure did do a good job on this one. Yikes.

I walked down the creepy  streets. My guard rose with every step I took. Where were the guards? Or the people I was suppose to be fighting? And why was it so quite?!
Learning to keep fear under control, I didn’t jump at every shadow there was. But I was pretty close to. My hand rested on my holster on my left leg, ready to whip Segador out at any moment.

It’s not like I was lost. I knew where I was going. But I guess I was a little spooked, that I might have taken a few wrong terns. [no Zaydie! That’s not ‘lost’ that’s ‘slightly confused because you weren’t paying attention.’ and yes that’s better then ‘lost’! girls. Ouch!!]

Coming around the corner, I saw a flash of something dive behind a building. The lights on the porches flickered. That wasn’t suppose to happen.
My senses were wide open to everything. But when the hairs at the back of my neck stood up, I pulled Segador out of it’s holster, spinning a button at the top of handle, there was a click, and Segador folded out into it’s full length. Again it clicked telling me that it was locked and loaded. Keeping my head down I stood there till I could smell him.
Through my senses, I watched as he took cautious steps forward. His gun pointed to my head.
When he was close, I spun on my heel taking my sword around, and sliced the barrel in two. Then moving fast I rammed the butt of Segador into his face. Swinging my foot out, he tripped and fell on a rock.
I turned around and kept walking. That was more like it. But where were the others?
Moving silently through the heart of the city, I passed familiar places. But when they looked ruined and some even were blown up, they didn’t seem so familiar anymore.

I passed the massive military base…all of the buildings were smoldering in fire, the grass was brown and bits were burning. I shook my head and kept on moving.
I was getting closer and closer to the mansion, and as I did, I only bumped into two guys. This was insane.

I shook my head as I tried to shrug off the shiver that ran down my spine. Looking down the allies, I tried to see if there was anyone hiding there in the shadows. I picked my way around fallen rubble, I hadn’t seen a single person that had lived here. Not one.
The soldiers don’t count. And I’ll explain in a minute why.
Coming up to the large iron gates that were crusted with rust. I looked beyond them and into the mansion that was built into the cliff of dirt and stone. The roof was missing, it looked like a good bit of the walls were too. I vaguely wondered what kind of story was behind all this.

Turning my gaze to the tall [and I mean tall] gates. They may be rusted, but they weren’t coming down right now.
But they weren’t going be a problem.
Using Sindo, I propelled myself in the air. Once I was a little bit higher then the gates, I swung my body over and landed on the other side, not even having to go down to my knees.
Checking to make sure my gloves were charged, I then dove into the rubble that filled the courtyard.

So for the lack of guys I met out in the streets…this is where most of them hit me.

I felt very aware of their presence, the number was two great I couldn’t get a read of how many there were precisely. It was like the image was distorted, and it bounced around in my head. [yeah not very helpful right?]
This was going to be a challenge.
They formed a wide circle around me, their guns pointed at me in various positions and angles.
Their faces were all covered by hard helmets. The dark glass made it hard to see their eyes at all. But somehow I got the impression that that was the goal.
I kindly waited for them to make the first move. That was one thing I had down. Let your opponent go first, because there’s a good chance he’ll slip up.
I heard guns cock all around. Their breathing got shallow, their pulses faster. They were nerves. Huh. [Zaydie thinks I’m inhuman]
Well let’s say I got impatient, because I broke my own rule and I struck first.
Jumping forward with my foot out, I hit one guy in the chest, then quickly swinging around I rammed the next guy in the jaw. Ducking low to miss getting shot, I swung around knocking more of them down to the ground. A butt of a gun came down to my face, striking up with my fist I met the gun, sending an energy shock through the gun and to the holder.
He shot backwards like an arrow, ramming into the next guy strait behind him. Rising quickly, I charged at the next soldier in line. He tried to shoot me, but I ducked out of the way ended up behind him, taking Segador and slicing his middle open.
I spun around to see twenty or so guys getting up and taking positions again, and behind them I saw at least forty more guys waiting for their turn…oh snap.
I pulled out the cell phone and dialed Braxlin up.
“Uh Brax,…I’m going to need back up.” I said, turning on my heel to see more had surrounded me.
“you need back up?! Wow that’s the first.”
“Brax come on!” I shouted angrily.
“Alright alright. Sending your back up now. Should be there any second. Have fun.” there was a beep and I placed the phone back on my belt.
Swinging Segador around to get a better grip through my gloves. I tried to come up with a plan, of some sort.
I heard a soft landing behind me, but didn’t glance over.
“you take the back, I’ll take the front, watch your back, and don’t get hurt.” I ordered. He didn’t say anything but I saw him nod out of the corner of my eye.
“Now!”
I charged forward, pushing my hand out before me I sent a lightning bolt to the first three guys.
Swinging Segador around to clash with their guns, I cut down as many as I could. Seeing action going on the opposite side of the ring, I caught a glimpse of my back up doing flips around soldiers while cutting them down with what looked like two long daggers…that glowed.
My attention was quickly turned to the lone soldier that was running at me head on. Jumping a spin over his head, Segador cut into his back.
That was the last one for me.

I stood and watched my partner as he sliced down several opponents at once by striking one down, and as the other came up behind him he dropped down flat and slid under his feet then jumped up and cut his throat. He pushed that guy into an unsuspecting soldier, sending them both to the ground.
He stood up to his full height, which I noticed was foot shorter then me. Placing his daggers back in their sheaths on his legs, when he turned around, that when I noticed the flowing half skirt, of a girls uniform.
Her hood was pulled up, though some of her hair had strayed free, she had a white scarf covering her mouth and nose, so all I saw was her silver-grey eyes.
She took deliberate steps and stopped right in front of me.
Shoving off the hood, long brown hair spewed out, she tugged down her scarf and again my jaw dropped.
“Hello Savrin. Shall we go kick some unsuspecting soldier’s butt, or are you going to just stand there and catch flies?”
Same old same old.
Zaydie always was the one to have a quick wit.