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Maenor: "yeah." I say biting the inside of my cheek. The fact that a spell was used made me think that maybe... "We need to go. Now." I snap giving her the reins and then took off, "We need to get to the sister. I think Luna's in trouble!"

"How's it going? I mean, the training. Any new tricks?" I continue comeing up beside him. I nod at the pile of rocks that was his practice dummy "Your aim's getting better." I comment "You're better than me, at least. Then again, I've only just gotten this ability, I haven't learned hardly anything. You could run circles around me."

Elvira- I race beside him on Crest. "What do you mean?" I ask as we go.----Faeron- I smile. "I've been practicing on my own for a while now. That way I can get stronger and be a better fighter. Like Elvira. If I could fight with my fire like she does with her sword, bow, and earth magic, then I wouldn't need anyone to look after me."

Maenor: "I've seen that magic before." I say, "I was raised in Haven and the sisterhood. I grew up around magic. I should have noticed that I was being trailed sooner but I didn't. They know I'm looking for Luna which means they know she has a prophecy. If she isn't already in their grasps then she's in serious danger of being so. There is a witch out there that really doesn't want Luna to live."

Elvira- "but if she wanted Luna dead, then why would the werewolves be attacking elves and their villages? All those people in our group, not all of them were from my village. They were from others, meaning the werewolves are attacking a lot of elven villages." I say. "I don't see how that and Luna are connected."

Maenor: "Luna's always had a weakness for other people." I say, "It's part of the reason why she doesn't get along well with some of the people in the Sisterhood. Only the extreme would drive Luna to going back to the place that we grew up. Which means they are either trying to lure her out. Or they are using her as a lure for someone else."

Elvira- I stayed quiet. Someone else.....but who?

I start to reply when I hear something. A scent reaches me on the breeze: Werewolf. I draw my sword as it enters the meadow around the lake. It doesn't take long for me to dispatch it. I turn around and see something looming up behind Faeron. "Faeron! Run!" I scream as I shove him out of the way of the beast "Run back to camp! Go! Now!" I turn back to the creature and look up just in time to see it's tenticles reaching for me. I scream as it wraps them around me, it's toxic slime burning my skin. Knowing it won't help me I drop my sword and struggle against the thing's grip. The thing drags me tward it and I look up and catch a glimps of the sky before I'm surrounded by darkness. I had been captured.

Faeron- I had started to run, but turned back. Whatever had her was enclosing itself around her, capturing Breeze. I couldn't just leave her. I saw her sword and got an idea. I ran towards the sword and grabbed it. Then I set the sword a blaze and ran towards the creature. A tentacle shot out, but I cut it off. The beast screamed out. I slid underneath it and stabbed it in the chest and stomach with the burning sword. The beast gasped and fell off to its side and Breeze rolled out from its clutch as it died. I walked over. She was breathing but unconscious. "Don't worry Breeze." I say grabbing her arms and draping them around my shoulders. Her head rested on my back and I pulled her back to camp. When we got there, I set her underneath one of the trees and watched her. She started to move and then she opened her eyes. "Hey you ok?"

I gasp for air and cough a bit before I can answer "Yeah, I'm fine." I realize he was the only one who could have gotten me out "Faeron, I appreciate what you did," I begin calmly "but what were you thinking! You should have left me! It could have gotten you to! Do you know what those things can do to you!"

Faeron- I thought for a moment. "Nope. But what I did know was that I wasn't going to leave you there."

I look him in the eye and shudder as I remember what had happened to me just a minite ago "They capture you and take you wherever they please. When you are captured, there is nothing but darkness. You see nothing, hear nothing, smell nothing, taste nothing, feel nothing. It is as if you don't exist. You can't feel yourself, physically or mentally. There is nothing." I grip his arm "If that ever happens to me again, leave me."

Faeron- I jerk away, angry some. "You know, your starting to sound like my sister. A real fighter doesn't leave someone no matter what. If I'm able to help, I'm going to."

I continue calmly as I sit up "Faeron, I'd say that to a seasoned warrior and war-hero." I decide it's time he knew "Actually, I said that to your great-great-great-great-great-well, alot of greats-grandfather, the "Last Knight" once, he felt the same way as you, but he was wise enough to agree."

Faeron- I looked at her. "You...you knew him?" I ask a lil shocked

"Thats what he said when I told him I had known his couple-greats-grandfather. There's a lot you don't know about me, Faeron. I'm older than you could imagine, I'm not even sure I could remember my own age if I wanted to. I stopped counting after a couple thousand centuries."

Faeron- "Are all the stories true then? Like the ones Luna would tell. The ones that told about his life and how he died trying to save the king?"

Luna: Clicking my tongue I gather my things quickly and start toward the gate. "Going somewhere Luna?" A voice called behind me, "If you are going off to find that Elf Boy and all your little friends from the village. You won't find them." I stare at her. "What do you want Yazmiine?" She growled, "Stop acting like your all that! You aren't the only one with important powers! Stop being so full of yourself." I sigh. How could I get through to her that I was in a hurry. I pause and look up, "You... said I wouldn't find them. Why do you think that?" She smiled cruelly, "Because my beasts have already been sent on the attack. They'll be lucky if they make it out of the forest." I curse and hurry to my horse. Damn Yazmiine. She's always had it out for me.

I give him a sad smile "Yes, they are. We were inseperable, best friends, but for a time, during the war, we were placed in two very different battle positions. I abandonded my post to go and help him when I heard how hopeless It was." I pause and squeeze my eyes shut, forcing back the tears "But I was to late. I saw him go down, and the King a moment after. I finally got there right before he died. he told me to keep his sword until I found someone who would use it justly. I agreed and held his hand until he died, and then I while after." I reach into my Cloake and pull out a sword and scabbard. "This was his. Now, it's yours, use it for the good of others, justice, and loyalty." I give his a stern look "Also, don't use it until you've been taught to. If you accept this sword, you accept my training. I promise you, it will not be easy. You will be bruised and battered and will hate me a few days into it. My question is: Do you accept?"

Elvira- "Do you have any idea who would want to hurt her?" I ask him as we keep going.----Faeron- I look at her. I had some sword training from Elvira, but because of her worry for me, she didn't go into anything too serious. I reached my hand out and touch the sword. "I accept Breeze."