Speech Glossary

::Telepathy::
/Jornal Entry/
//Thoughts//
"Speech."
*indescribable action*

Chapter 2



With in the dark tree tops of a seemly huge forest, there were traces of quick motions, but were halted by one sudden swoop. The fast moving figure was attacked by another. There was now a young, figure with dark blue hair on the ground with one that had long black locks on top. The one on the bottom faded into a shadow as a katar was stabbed where the head was. The blue haired figure reappeared, looming over the other as the ebony-haired figure paused, moving into an bowing kneel.

"I'm sorry my liege.. Our Lady had a visit from the two crows of the Druid god. She ordered me to kill anything that entered the forest, and you appeared as Muninn and Huginn did, in the shadows."

A sharp snarl was heard. "Damn those shape shifters..."

The blue haired one took off, in the continual direction of their hideout.

-

"Mi'lady? Amarra-dono?" A deep voice called.

"She is here, yes?" A faint voice called, moving from the shadows, her slender arms encasing the other.

"Y-yes Amarra-dono, What are your orders?"

He wasn't used to her way of doing things, she always had to touch whomever she was speaking to, this close of contact caused him to blush. Her lips pressed close to his ear, her breath washing over the side of his neck.

"Bring her to me, Slumber."

She whispered, running her tongue along the lobe of his ear, and he emitted a soft moan and vanished into the shadows.

"Mi'lady, are you sure you can trust him?... You should have sent me..."

A voice pulled from the shadows.

"Are you jealous Thexous?"

Her soft tone called out to this Thexous as he moved out from the safety of the shadows, quietly giving her a reply. "Possibly.."

A soft smirk came over her lips as she moved over to the raven-haired youth, her tanned hand grasping his peach pale chin, pulling his face near.

"Don't worry my dark little draco, you're still my favorite..."

Her smirk spread soon to his lips as she ran her tongue across them.

"I want you to go to Vesir's palace... Make sure Slumber does a good job..."

-

Reflective blue eyes watched the set of several guards change from the shadows, his mind plotting the next move. As the first set of guards moved up the stairs, the figure moved to the cell, his eyes falling upon the slumped brunette in the corner. Her breathing was shallow, and there was a small pool of blood under her dangling head, on the floor, drips of blood still splashing into it. The figure slipped through the bars as if mist. The brunette glanced up, a sudden chill moving over her. Her normal green eyes were glazed with blood from the abuse she had suffered for the past few hours. The blue haired silhouette was slightly shocked, but it is nothing he hasn't seen before.

"W...who.......?"

Was the delicate tone that fell past her lips as she stared straight to this figure as if bright spotlights were shown on him. He was shocked once again. //S-she can see me?// But before he could say anything, Ayla's eyes fell shut and she slumped forwards a little. His ears twitched a little as he heard the footsteps of the next set of several guards. He quickly moved to Ayla, a cool mist entering the chamber and the two vanished. Dark eyes glistened in the light of the fire, a soft smirk played on his lips before he was gone. As the guard trailed back down the steps, he peered into the cell, only to spy upon bad news. The guard bit his lip for a moment before rushing up the stairs.

"GONE?!?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN GONE?!"

A loud slam was heard, Tocts was gripping a clear, solid glass ball with small cracks now in it.

"Damn it. Damn that succubus and her dirty henchmen!"

Tocts shot an angry glare at the guard who had told him, and evidently, launched the glass sphere at him, of which shattered on the stone wall behind him.

"I knew there was an fucking reason Thexous visited...Bitch..."

Nasty words slithered off Tocts's tongue as he fell pensive in his seat. A grin came from the shadows, a quiet stranger watching before he vanished, leaving the room with a cool chill.

-

"Amarra-dono... He got her."

The raven haired figure knelt near the pool of water, between the rose colored candles that bordered around the stone tub. The tub was about six feet long, four feet wide and three feet deep, having been built into the stone flooring. The fragrance of rose flooded the air from the heated pool of water. Long, obsidian locks cascaded from the top of the stone, the tips just dipping in to the water. Her eyes slipped half open, dark orange eyes looking to Thexous, her eyes seemed to glow in the candle light.

"Good."

She said quietly, lifting a red rose petal from the surface of the water. Her other hand brushed away her long locks from the side of her neck to reveal a small black dragon curled comfortably around her shoulders.

"When Slumber found her, she was hanging from her final thread of life..."

The rose petal suddenly shot up into flames between her fingers and Thexous couldn't resist but to smile.

"But currently, he has her on a bed, patching her up."

She just gave a soft nod, the little black dragon's tail twitched slightly before it awoke, glancing around for a brief moment, his golden eyes shimmering in the soft light.

"Maeglin. Fetch me my robe."

Amarra commanded to the little dragon. It gave a slight nod and jumped off her shoulder before flying off to retrieve the item. On the opposing side of the large manor, Slumber's pale hand held a now tinged pink cloth as he continued to wash the wounds as well as dress them with clean, white gauze. Ayla's pale flesh was covered in slashes and bruises, one large cut down her face which seemed to be a whip mark. She had marks all over her body but oddly they were all almost healed, as were the cuts on her face.

"Y...you're v...ery...ki...nd..."

The quiet tone came from Ayla as her eyes moved slightly open. Slumber just remained silent as he watched her wounds heal at an accelerated rate but he dressed them anyway.

"W...where am...I? I fe...el lik...e I've fall...en as...leep at... Stone...henge...and... am having.. an nightmare..."

She let out a brittle sigh as her eyes fell shut again. She seemed to be in so much pain, as if the marks that were healing still ached on her body. Slumber just watched her for a moment, before he spoke up.

"I can guarantee to you that you are not dreaming. You currently exist on a planet of the name Strathaven. You are on a small isle called Vecnnie. It is a uncharted and un-inhabited isle save for the small group of assassins that reside here with out leader, Amarra. It is off the coast of Loue... A country on the continent of Eouupe."

Slumber paused as a sly tear fell down Ayla's cheek. It mixed with the drying blood and made a red trail, which Slumber wiped up with the pink cloth.

"Strathaven is parallel to Gaia, or what you refer to as Earth, but in a different dimension; If that makes you feel a little less homesick."

"T...hank.. you..."

She whispered before falling silent again. That's when Maeglin strolled in, his deep gold eyes falling rest on the girl.

"Do you know where Amarra-dono is?"

Slumber questioned without even a backward glance to Maeglin. Gold eyes trailed to the other, watching for a moment.

"In the bath. Thexous already announced your return."

Slumber gave a gentle nod before he finished dressing all of Ayla's wounds, Maeglin's cold gold eyes watching.

-

Amarra's finger ran up from where she had gripped his black assassain shirt, her thin fingers curling around his chin before the raven-haired man spoke, breaking the silence.

"Tei...."

He cooed before the fire's behind him flared a little, she completely avoided his call.

"Where is that draco with my robe...?"

Even her tone of voice was avoiding. Suddenly, the room went dark and she was gone. When the wicks re-lit, Thexous gave a murmured sigh before slamming his fist onto the stone, the last of her scent brushing past his nostrils. The room of which Maeglin, Slumber and Ayla occupied suddenly grew cold. A dark figure moved through the doorway.

"Amarra-dono...!"

Slumber whispered as Maeglin just watched. Amarra now was clad in a long black robe/towel with long bell sleeves. Her obsidian locks cascaded over her shoulders as her bangs covered over her right eye, the tips clinging to her cheek. Her eyes laid to the girl on the bed. She slowly moved forward, her finger tips brushing the bed top as she looked over her. She didn't look as bad off as Thexous made her out to be, so that could mean only one thing.

"Excellent."

Amarra lifted her hand to play with the long brunette locks, but as she did, green eyes shot open.

"Ah... I see you are awake."

Green eyes just stayed watching.

"She's been slipping in and out of consciousness."

Amarra just gave a brisk nod, her orange eyes piercing into the windows of Ayla's mind.

"You are an amusing little child."

A sweetly bitter laugh slipped from her lips.

"I know your question. It's shimmering in those jaded green eyes of yours. You're the Key."

Ayla's brown brow rose.

"K-key.... k...ey for... w..hat?"

Another bitter laugh came from her.

"Child... When it comes time for you to know your purpose... You will be stuck between the decision for life... or death."

Ayla's expression fell lost and all the raven-haired succubus could do was laugh at the days to come.



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