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Leah sighed as she glanced out of her hotel room window. She was bored out of her mind in such a small place. How did she end up in a tiny little hick town? Stupid work sending her to such random places. It was always sending her to places she never heard of, but thats what being a talent scout was all about she supposed. Yea, she went around discovering new talent and helping them get big. Youd think with a job like hers shed be able to stay some place better, but nooo. Here she was stuck in a crappy one star hotel. Ugh, I gotta get out of here, she groaned getting up from her seat by the window. The girl glanced into the mirror, brushing back her long brunette hair into a ponytail. Dressed a white, v necked tank top and a pair of tight blue jeans, she nodded to herself and grabbed a few dollars from her purse. It was hard to believe that a 23 yr old woman was a talent scout instead of the talent but what could ya do? Leah didnt want to have too much on her as it was late and she was going for a walk. She had never been one to be afraid of the dark, though sometimes what was lurking within it made her nervous. As she left her hotel, her brown eyes had to adjust to the darkness. Leah began to wander around aimlessly, looking here and there. There wasnt much to look at. Finally something caught her attention. There was a building with a large sign near the outskirts of town. It was odd that it was so far out of town but she was intrigued. Looking at the main header it said something about twin something. She really didnt read it, but she was in the mood for a movie. Going up to the ticket booth a guy stood behind it checking her out. Leah rolled her eyes at him before pulling a few bucks from her pocket. One for the feature, she said sliding him the cash. The guy cocked an eyebrow but said nothing as she went in. It was an old style cinema. 2 screens at most and a candy bar. Buying a small popcorn and a soda she went in and took a seat toward the middle. There werent a ton of people there but there were enough scattered about. Sitting down she settled in her seat, sliding down a little, her eyes focused on the screen as it started. Things seemed normal for a while but soon she realized something was wrong. Very wrong. The title of the movie was odd enough but when things started it was even odder. A set of blonde twins were on the screen in college when they were called to the Deans office. Before she knew it they were naked and the Dean was screwing one while the other girl began to toy with his ass. Leah was shocked. She didnt even think they had porn theaters anymore but shed stumbled in one. The brunette wanted to get up and leave but she couldnt. It was like she was glued to the spot. She gazed spellbound at the screen, squirming a little as a few more guys entered and began to help the Dean out, evidently teachers. Leah was getting turned onvery turned on and before she knew it she was rubbing herself gently through her jeans. Glancing to her right she noticed a guy in the same row as her, obviously jerking off. Their eyes connected and she quickly looked back toward the screen.
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Chapter One ?? Traveling Companions The road to the West was one filled with many beautiful sights and many lovely creatures. Three companions, starting off from the beginning of the road, and now, there were five. Brand sometimes wondered if he was just too observant of things, but if one wasn??t going to speak often, then they were going to observe their surroundings. The easiest to notice were those around him, such as Valen, their somewhat leader, or Lynnira. He had been with them for quite some time, but for Arioch or Everan?well, those two were new additions that they had not expected, but did not deny. The fight for justice had always been a long road, so he did not think it would harm if they had others to share the road with. On such a vibrant day, strange for days that should be encased in darkness from being under the rule of the King of Darkness, they were heading down towards the small Elvin town, Cam. Of course, like most areas in the West, things were hidden with mazes and traps, all made by the Elves to protect themselves from unexpected dangers something that was much needed in these times. Through the Orange Fields , they would head to the town and rest there, as their supplies were low already. That??s alright. We??ll just ration for now, and things will be fine? the blonde cheerfully thought, smiling slightly as he navigated through the area. Sometimes, he was a bundle of energy, searching for a new way to bring justice and peace for all, so often times, like today, he was causing the entire group to lag behind despite them walking at normal pace. ??I think we??re close? he called out, turning around and smiling at the others. Of course, Arioch might have been better to lead them through the Elvin fields, as she was a pure Elf, and had lived in the Elvin world much longer than he had. This was also Valen??s territory, as the elder knight had guarded these areas in the days of peace.
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For Justice After such an utter fall of their empire. Of her home and of herself! Them all! How could the runt be so cheerful? It irked her. Oh did it irk her. Usually the vibrant looking knight was not so bitter or angry with the world. No, usually she was quite the entertainment, jokes, riddles and tongue twisters spewing from such pouty pink lips. Naturally so. You said the same thing moments earlier. We're barely any closer. A soft sigh past her lips, those words spoken under her breath. The attack hit her where she was weakest, between her breastbones. Lynnira had a connection with their late Queen that wasn't normal between Knight and Monarch. Surely, all Knights felt a connection to their ruler, to the one they obeyed whole heartedly. Though Lynnira was different. It wasn't a mere Knight to Queen connection. No. Much more. She was the Mother she never knew. Like so many times in the days past, she held her tears behind her blue orbs, gazing emotionlessly after their youngest-member, bouncing away in front of them. Oh. How I wish I was carefree like you, little one. You carry little negative emotion in your shell. You seem to not care about these terrible days past, yet I know, you grieve as I do. Yet alas, you smile, cheer and skip merrily along as if you have no care in the world. I do not know if I should admire you, or pity you. Lynnira spoke to herself quietly, a hushed whisper as she lagged behind the group. The tiny bouncing figure so far ahead, just a little colorful shape in her vision. The others just a bit before her. Too emotionally wounded, she hadn't even the heart to bear her armor. A sign of her remorse. Leather armor covered her pale skin, her long cloak whipping behind her petite body, the hood over her saddened face.
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??Beyond the Orange Fields, deep within the Elvin mazes, at the center of the Elder??s crystal? there, will you find the first shard?This journey shall be more than just one alone, so you shall travel together.? At least, that was what the King of Darkness had told him. The blue-silver haired male narrowed his eyes as the sun began to set, making the fields and leaves glow the beautiful orange that they radiated. Unlike the ??other?? group, ones he didn??t know were traveling closer towards the center of the Orange Fields, his own little ??group?? was not as close as they were. Just a few hours ago, they had recently entered the tip of the fields, which meant that they would have to make camp and hunt for food later. It was, of course, every person by themselves, as he would not be hunting for them, nor expected them to hunt for him. The King had sent him towards the West to retrieve the first known shard, and when he had mentioned about bringing a few men, he hadn??t expect to be given someone that wasn??t of low ranking. In his opinion, the commanding group??s personalities outweighed their abilities? in the negative direction. In the new world??s ranking system and in the army of darkness??, he was their General, with the Drow being the Colonel, and the werewolf actually making it to Major. There was another person, that had been called a Captain before, but not many people talked about him the Dragon. Shaking his head free of the thoughts, he continued to trudge through the fields, wondering if they should rest at the moment or not. Withholding his sigh, Gandrian turned his gaze towards his companion the single eye exposed staring at the Dragon like a dead gem that no longer glow the vibrant sea-green blue. ??Shall we rest, ma??am?? he asked, tilting his head as if he was some gentleman offering a break. The night was nearing and they would have to hunt, eat, rest, and then get on their way again. His voice was sweet and innocent??far too innocent??like a child??s, and firm at the same time, like a teenager turning into a man.
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Vampires were notorious for being lazy creatures during the daytime, so their endless trek towards Cam eventually wore him down. He lagged behind the others and panted like a dog in between breaths to keep his energy up, feeling his shoulders slouch as the thick material of his clothes caved in under the sun's merciless rays. He had wrapped an elegant cloak around his neck for this purpose, and according to the sorceress he had grown under the influence of, the material was supposed to keep him from overheating. It was such a simple purpose, yet the cloak only dragged down his heavy soles and fervently made him wish that he could have inherited his father's ability to levitate off the ground rather than trudge on it. Though he was mentally drained, his exceptional physique kept up with him, keeping his graceful feet marching in rhythm with the knights ahead of him. His cape swished as if he was dancing, and his gait remained proper and almost beautiful as he followed his companions down to the elven town. He thirsted for blood, but the area was strangely void of any live animals. The occasional squirrels he saw scampering across his vision were given a huge advantage what with all the foliage serving as their hideaways, so he promised himself a rich meal at their next destination and swallowed dryly. All this time, his eyes dilated, and his gaze stuck on the backs of the knights' necks, his tongue already rolling against the roof of his mouth to try and taste the metallic sweetness of their iron-rich blood. Just a drop would satisfy him for another ten miles ... Everan charismatically ran a gloved hand through his hair and brushed the longer strands behind his cheek, pouting and huffing louder than usual to possibly catch a knight's attention. All this walk and no talk irritated him. He was quite the social bat, so he needed some sort of conversation to keep his mind off of the delicious pulses he had surrounding him so tormentingly. Where do you get all that energy, hm ? he asked in a thick tone with a deep purr resounding in it. He shook off his exhaustion with a lion-like yawn, stretching his arms vertically above his head with a soft grunt of satisfaction. I wish I was as young as you. All these centuries are getting to my bones, he complained with a frisky laugh, massaging his elbows and attempting to keep his own blood circulating while they were under the sun's stroking heat. The sooner they would get to a remotely shady place- the better. The air was dense here, and not quite like the frigid temperatures he had grown to love in his hometown. His clothes were preventing him from being sunburned or getting nasty rashes, but vampires were naturally weak to the light, which was ... oddly ironic for someone like Everan.
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There was a reason why nobody spoke alot about the so-called captain, and that was because he usually ate anyone that did and picked his teeth with their ribs half the time. He was in this little merry band of likeminded and somewhat sinister folks out of respect for the dark king, but was unbelievably irritated at how slow they were going. Ordinarily, he'd just get up in his enormous dragon form and fly to where they had to go, dive down and grab the item and get away before the other side could get to it. But he'd been instructed to behave and at least try to cooperate but that didn't seem to be going so well really. He'd just start coming out of his own reverie when he spotted the Knight, that bastardly... irritating lump of a humanoid staring at him for a moment. What the hell are you staring at kid. he growled at him, he had full right to call them kids too because of his superior age. Stop and rest? That's your perogitive, I can keep going after all we don't know when those other idiots are going arrive. He pointed out. I'd rather get there before they did. Xion grumbled but had to accede to the suggestion of the leader of their little band. Xion's voice was smooth and somewhat deep but manly sounding despite his youthful appearance, his irritation at the situation showing as he raked a hand through his red-streaked hair and sighed. If we're going to stop, we should do so now and be able to set up a campsite before the sun goes completely down. Xion shrugged some. But in the end it would be everyone for themselves the only possible person he'd share with was the drow, simply due to the fact he considered her to be rather lovely in a dark way and didn't quite want someone that used ice so easily to be pissed at him due to his elemental weakness.
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Gandrian tilted his head and continued to gaze at the Dragon for the longest moment. The others were not with them yet, but the King had mentioned the other two joining them along the journey. That was an annoying factor to add into the hunt, but he took it in stride. Traveling in groups had become something he didn??t enjoy, and if he could, he would have rushed off without this tag-along. ??You know, you don??t have to stop on my account. I??m such a weak creature compared to you, oh mighty Captain Xion. Please, go on ahead without me?I shall catch up.? the former knight sweetly offered, voice almost sugared, but facial expressions were lacking. The one-eye exposed narrowed, before he began to trudge off to the side. It wasn??t dark yet, but in a few shifts, it would be. While he had no qualms about hunting at night, the meatier preys were out in the day. Without even telling Xion that he was leaving, he dashed off into the far distance and followed his instincts to find something alive. Elvin senses heightened, as he quickly climbed the trunks and branches, before leaping from tree to tree. The orange leaves brushed against his nude arms, soothing him as if half of him needed nature. Narrowing his eyes at that, he didn??t even focus his magic to release the hatred he had for this feeling. Every tree that he touched wilted, as the water and moisture within was drawn out and dried. Killing the plants didn??t even faze him, as he spotted a deer out in the distance. With a leap off of the dying tree branch like he was diving backwards into water, the sea-green eye glowed and before he landed on the ground, his sword had sliced off the deer??s head. He speared his sword into the ground and picked up the deer??s carcass, humming like a happy child that had found candy. With blood dripping down his back from the deer??s headless neck, he made his way back to the ??camp??, and hoped that the Dragon had decided to leave like he had ??offered??. He??d have to set up fire to cook this thing, and then perhaps create a small bathing hole to wash up before skipping a rest and continuing with the journey. Having Xion around, trailing and tagging along to observe him was? annoying.
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You would never make it as an assassin Lord Volwrath, a low, seductive purr called from the camp. Seated before the fire was a Dark Elf, who looked up at him as he drew nearer with a slight smile on her face. He had been so loud moving through this forest the entire time that she was more than certain any elf that had been in the vicinity of the area would have fled in sheer terror of him and the darkness that he carried around with him. Not to mention the way he destroyed those trees. That was surely going to catch someone's attention. Not to mention how slow he had been moving. Had she been trying, she could have caught up with him and killed him several times over already. It was a good thing she was on his side. Even from here, I could hear you jumping about. That thing you've slain must have been touched in the head. To be exact, she served directly under him. He was, one of the few living beings that she had respect for. Of course, because he was so distant - and she wasn't much better about getting closer to people - they didn't know each other very well. But he was someone who was serving under the King of Darkness, who had earned their lord's trust to the point where he served as the King's right hand. How could she not at least have respect for him? There were other's who were wary of him, fearing the traitor would betray them as well, but she wanted to believe in him like the King did. Especially after he eliminated the biggest obstacle in their way - the person that he had served under before, the Queen of Light. No one knew how hard it had to have been for him to do such a thing, or if it were hard at all. They knew that he drove a dagger through her heart and took her life without showing the slightest hint of remorse. He served the King of Darkness faithfully, and hadn't shown any signs of turning against him. Your presence is required elsewhere after you've finished retrieving the shard. I'll be taking it back to His Majesty in your place, she explained, answering the obvious question he would have asked her had she not said that much. She sat at the side of the fire that had been left there, absentmindedly flipping one of her daggers up into the air and catching it. I have no further information on the matter. You will, most likely, be contacted in the usual manner with further instructions. she mused, not knowing or really caring how it happened. Her mission was done for now. Until they succeeded in doing what they were told to do, she was free to do pretty much anything she wished to do. But what exactly she would do was the question. Maybe enjoy torturing some animals? Or finding some elves to kill? Or maybe she would stick with the other two who were here. There really was little point in doing so though. listulistu
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Don't give me that crap. Xion snarled at the other knight and stretched himself out and started to walk away, not wanting to deal with that stupid elf's attitude. He'd wait for a few minutes after the guy left, Xion was wary of anyone seeing his real self and wanted to be absolutely sure that he was out of sight before he dropped his concealing spell. But as luck would have it, his still keen nose detected the scent of the dark elf long before she showed up at the makeshift campsite. And Xion would hustle some, sprinting out into the clearing nearby and changed forms midway, for a dragon the size of a large town he was quite silent due to a bit of specialized magic he'd applied to himself centuries ago. With two beats of his massive wings, he was off into the air, catching a thermal and soaring up high into the darkening sky. He was intent on seeing just what was ahead for them perhaps even locate the shard from the air so he'd know just where to go. However, his stomach was pleading for something else and he took off and headed north, clearing a dozen miles within thirty minutes. He was after the musk oxen the idiot farmers kept around there to move their stocks around from town to town. With the effortless grace of a diving raptor, the colossal dragon dropped out of the sky and blatantly smashed a farming community with his claws and sweeps of his tail, snapping up a few humans along the way as an appetizer. But in the end he'd grab the three biggest oxen he could find and took off again to return to the campsite, deciding that they wouldn't be well served by scattering to find their own meals, that just left them vulnerable and open to attack. The key to their little mission afterall was stealth to a certain degree. By the time he got back it seemed like the other two had just arrived and were starting to settle in when he dropped the remaining ox to land nearby with a sickening thud and fell out of the sky after transforming back into his human form and landed on his feet and produced a hot knife from his belt. It's nice to see you again my dear. he purred to the dark elf in a sinister sort of way, before taking to cleaning the thing.
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Once he reached back to the ??camp site??, Gandrian almost gave out a sigh, as he realized that instead of Xion leaving, they gained yet another person for the night the Drow. Really, it was a wonder why the woman followed them around sometimes, and he had bite back his words about how he didn??t need to be quiet. He??d only exercise his stealth during combat, and killing for food was hardly a task. But instead of spewing something rude towards his ??peer??, he slowly began to walk towards her form, a cute pout upon his lips. It was too innocent on his face though, making him look too young, and if one was to saw him like this, they would probably take a double glance and ask if he was truly the rumored cold-blooded killer that many talk about. ??You know, I??d be much better at it, if I had someone to teach me.? he spoke, stepping closer and close, as if he was a predator, stalking his prey. ??Personally?one on one?body?teaching?body.? each word was drawn out like he was humming it, the smooth words accented by something foreign. Once the last word was hushed out, it was like he was sharing a secret with Nekar. Warm breath ghosted over her sensitive ear, almost close enough that she might have felt his lips upon the tip. His suggestion was anything but innocent, yet before she could respond to his ??advance??, the former knight turned and moved towards the fire. He gazed over to the kill that Xion had brought back and raised an eyebrow. ??That much? Eating in your true form, Captain?? he inquired, thinking that the Dragon truly was gluttonous at times. The silver-blue dropped his own kill, something that was plenty, if not too much, for himself, and grabbed a few sticks. He had planned to cut up some meat and spear it to cook over the fire, but as he reached back to grab for his sword, he paused halfway. The blade that was usually sheathed on his back was missing, and he seemed to pause in thought, waiting for it to either come back to his grasp, or wondering where he had last placed it. He could have sworn it was just right there a moment ago?