War

I’m thinking about becoming active here.
== Prologue ==
I look down at my son. He’s shivering, trembling with fever. I’m not sure if he’ll make it. I have to get us out of this prison. I know I have to. I don’t care if the king’s my brother. I have to leave. Traitor? I’m no traitor. Neither is my son, Felix. All he did was stand with me. When the time came, he decided to stay with me. 
Guards are down the hall, walking towards us. “Felix!” I hiss, shaking the unconscious boy. He has black curly hair with sharp maroon-colored eyes. He wears a bandanna as a mask around his mouth, to cover it, for protection. Also to at least cover some of his shame. He wears black gloves and long-sleeved black silk. He’s only sixteen. 
It’s almost like a layered robe, that flows down to his legs, with a hood. He doesn’t like the hood. I have to get him awake before they take him off to the supposed “medics”. But every time he comes back he’s worse than he was before. I try not to think about why they even have the excuse of bringing him to the medics. I try not to think about what happened to him. 
Felix moans, but opens his eyes a little. They’re glassy and dazed as usual. He can’t understand anything. The guards open the door. “Get the boy!” One says. He’s chained to the wall. His hands and wrists are chained together, as well as his feet. They’re all attached to the wall, and there was even one on his neck! They don’t chain me up though. 
My son is one of the most powerful people the Fire Kingdom has seen in centuries. I can only hope that one of the other four kingdoms will come and save us. There’s us, the Fire Kingdom, the Shadow Kingdom, the Water Kingdom, the Storm Kingdom, and the Rock Kingdom. They probably won’t. All five of us have been warring for years. 
Maybe there are a few neutrals, who don’t like to get involved. But I can’t believe how foolish I seem to hope that someone from another Kingdom will come and save us. The guards open the cell door, unchain Felix, and bring him away. I want to go after them, but I know I can’t. I can’t for both of our sakes. Tears come to my eyes. 
It couldn’t be much longer until he died from them not caring for him, or overworking him. He had only been to the doctor once. Right after the accident. I watch as they drag him away. I can hear the King talking through the walls of my cell. I hear a loud crack and everyone laughs. I sigh, and close my eyes, praying that Felix will be able to hold on for one more day. 
== Chapter One ==
“I’m gonna get you, Dad!” I call out, laughing. My father, Zorro, pretends to run away. He’s an average sized man with gray eyes, and black long hair. He has A goatee, and a small mustache. I chase in through the fields near our house. I thrust my hands forward, and open my fists, pretending to be an Elemental. Well I am an Elemental. Just not trained.
Of course I don’t know how to control fire yet, but I’m sure Zorro will teach me. For each Kingdom it’s called Dancing. As in Firedancing, Stormdancing, Shadowdancing, Rockdancing, or Waterdancing. Sometimes I find it a silly name, but there’s a beauty to it as well. I’m a Firedancer. The name for all of these people are Elementals. To clarify which Dance they use, cats call them by their element name, and then dancer at the end.
I’m a Firedancer. 
It’s genetic You have to be born an Elemental. If you had a Storm Kingdom mother and a Fire Kingdom father, with those powers, your powers would be one of the two, or you’d have none. I have Fire Magic. From my father. My brother or mother aren’t Elementals though. My brother, Akin, is watching me, smiling. He’s eight years older than me. He has a sharp jaw line, and dirty blond hair, with green eyes, like our mom.
I jump at my father, laughing. He pretends to fall over as I tackle him. Akin joins in too and the three of us roll around on the ground, before sprawling out, laughing. I’m only four. Akin is twelve. I’m not sure how old Zorro is. I’ve never really thought about it. I’m not sure how old my mother was when she died either, though. 
I wake up, gasping, hitting my head on the wall, stunning me, and making me topple over. “Owwwww!” I exclaim, lying in bed, clutching my head, before looking up at the ceiling, wishing I could go back to my dream. My memories. “You awake?” Calls a voice. A young boy, about sixteen, my age, peeks in the room, with wide eyes.
He has black hair, that falls over his eyes, which are amber colored. He has a thin and tall frame, and likes to wear red. Robes. “Yeah, yeah. I’m awake, Ashanka.” I say, looking at my cousin. “This stupid bed is way too high up. I can never wake up without hitting my head!” I complain. He laughs. “Then sleep on the floor!” 
“Maybe I will!” I huff. “Come on,” says Ashanka, “let’s go before Zorro and my dad start criticizing us for sleeping in again.” I yawn, leaping down, out of my bed. “Yeah, Dad and Colt aren’t too forgiving about that.” I mumble, as I lead the way down the hall towards the yard. As me and my cousin arrive in the yard, Zorro and Colt weren’t there.
Ashanka frowns. “Hmmmm. Where are they?” He then looks at me for some reason. I shrug, helplessly. “Don’t look at me!” Ashanka blinks, and we here two voices, as Zorro and Colt arrive in the yard. I fold my arms, and decide to pretend like I had been waiting here for hours. Colt and Zorro see us, and their eyes widen.
“Uhhhh, Ashanka, Felix! We though you weren’t here!” Says Colt, his amber eyes darting around, nervously. “Well we’ve been waiting here for you!” Said Ashanka. That‘s not a lie. We have been waiting. Just not for hours. For maybe a few minutes.
Zorro narrows his eyes at us. I nod. “Yeah! The one day I decide to wake up- Ow!” Ashanka elbows me. “Fine, he woke me up.” I say, looking at Ashanka. “I thought so.” Said Zorro. “You’re never are time.” 
Look who’s talking. I think, bitterly, fighting the urge to roll my eyes, and give a sarcastic remark. “Bye, Ashanka!” I tell my cousin, as I go to follow my father. “Thanks for waking me up!” He shrugs. “No problem!” The four of us go our separate ways, me with Zorro, and him with Colt.
As I follow my father, I realize that we’re not going where we usually go to train. “Where are we going?” I asked, feeling slightly alarmed. “You have the day off today.” He said, flatly. I look away from him, my gaze downcast. I don’t know why. Half of me had hoped my father would forget today. “Do you mind coming with me to town?” 
Yes. I do actually. I think, but I shrug and say, “No I don’t mind. I’ll come with you.” As we head into town, I force myself to look ahead, and fantasize a different reason why we’re here. “Stay here.” Orders Zorro. I nod, and look down at the ground, closing my eyes, and clenching my fists, trying to shake the memories out of my head. 
Why isn’t he here with us? I thought, as I began to lead myself into a fantasy. He should be here with us at least. I keep playing along, as I play tricks on myself. Horrible tricks that force me to forget what’s happened. The back of my mind is screaming at me to stop this. But I can’t. I won’t. Eventually I believe what I’m saying. 
I force myself to believe that he’s at home, and me and Zorro are here to surprise him. But we’re not. We’re here to remember him. I’m snapped out of my reverie, as Zorro places his hand on my shoulder. “Felix?” He says. I look up at him. “Oh, sorry! What?” I ask. “You know I know he didn’t do it right?” He asks. I look away. 
“The King didn’t know that.” I say, bitterly. “Neither did anyone else, but Jagger himself.” Zorro sighs. “I know it’s hard for you when this day comes, but we have to remember it. Remember him. Felix, your brother may not be alive, but either way this his special day.” I shake my head. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. “I know. You’re right.” I say. 
Zorro motions for me to follow him. “Come on.” He says. “Let’s go.” 
== Chapter Two ==
As I follow Zorro, part of me knows he’s right. But I know Akin didn’t kill Jagger. After the Trial he was deemed guilty by the Fire Kingdom’s King and hung immediately after. I still don’t know who did it, but all I know is it wasn’t Akin. Luckily no one judges me for what they think Akin did. I try to act normal. Be a normal kid. But I’m not. Either way.
My father is a famous General. He took over many cities in this war. For the Fire Kingdom. The King had said that it hurt him to kill Zorro’s son. His best friend’s, General’s, and brother’s son. Colt was the King. He was the one who had killed Akin. I still despised him for it. But I didn’t despise his son, Ashanka. He was one of my only friends.
I look up at Zorro. How can he still love Colt when he hung Akin? I just don’t know. After all, I hate him and he’s my uncle. Colt was first-born so he became King instead of Zorro, my father. Of course, I don’t get as much special treatment as his immediate family, which I’m happy about, but sadly I’m still fussed over sometimes. So yeah, sure I’m still part of the Royal Family, but I’m just his nephew. 
And I still don’t like him. 
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We spent the rest of the day looking around town, and in the evening we put up a picture of him, and sang his favorite song, to remember him by. 
When we got back, I went to my room, still tired from walking around town all day. Luckily I don’t have to sleep in that horrible bunk bed tonight. I look around my room, waiting. When all the lights go out, I sneak out, and knock on a few doors. 
Ashanka, Ender, Maverick, and Xavier. Some of my other friends. Well, these were basically all of my friends. Ender pokes his head out of his door, his green eyes wide, and short blond hair ruffled. He wore basic black clothes, and no shoes. Maverick has short black hair, and brown eyes. He wore blood red robes, when I knock on his door. 
Xavier has short-ish black hair, as well, that drapes over his forehead. He haS multi-colored green and brown eyes with black clothes as well. “Where’s Ashanka?” Whispers Ender. I shrug. “He should be out soon.” I reply. Ashanka comes out of his room, finally, looking tired. “Okay, come in!” He says. The four of us step into the prince’s room. 
“Nice place you got.” Says Maverick. Xavier nods. “Pretty sweet.” He looks at me. “What’s your room like, Felix? After all, you’re Colt’s nephew.” I shrug. “Nothing as big as this one.” I say. “I may be part of the royal family, and my room is still, eh, kind of big, but not as cool as this one.” We began talking about rooms, which lead to conversations about our families, which lead to conversations about the war, which lead to conversations about the Fire Kingdom, which lead to conversations about Elementals. 
Ender pokes me. “What’s it like being an Elemental?” He asks. Him and Maverick don’t have any sort of Magic. Me, Ashanka, and Xavier all have Fire Magic. I shrug. “It’s okay.” I say. “Training can get annoying sometimes, but overall I’m glad I have it.” 
Ashanka looks at me. “Which reminds me, why weren’t you at training today?” I blink. Yes, I admit, I should have been expecting that question when I brought up training. Xavier nodded with Ashanka. “Yeah, I don’t believe you were at training today.” I shrug. “Uhhhhh, my Father just pulled me out to go to town.” I say. Xavier frowns. “That’s it?” 
While Ashanka‘s eyes widen. “Lucky! My dad doesn’t let me go to town.” Maverick looks at him. “Why not?” He asks. Ender Also frowns. “Yeah, why not?” We then spiral into conversations about random things. Relieved that the spotlight was off me, I joined them in talking, fighting, and wrestling. After we had roughhoused around for awhile, and were all panting from exhaustion, Xavier looks at Ashanka, and asks, “So, Ashanka, how are things going between you and Tris?” 
Ashanka’s eyes widen. “Oh, you know. Just normal stuff.” He says, quickly. I let out a snort of laughter. “You haven’t kissed her yet?” I say, as everyone bursts out in laughter, except for the young Fire Prince. “Well, no . . . but I will soon!” 
“Yeah, right.” Says Maverick rolling his eyes. “Like you’d ever have the guts to do that.” Ashanka’s eyes flared. “And you do?” Maverick nods. “I’ve kissed a bunch of girls!” Ender looks skeptical. “How many? One?” Maverick shakes his head. “Like three!” Xavier nods. “I’ve kissed not one, not two, not three, not four girls . . . !” He trails off, and we all look at him, expectantly. 
“But zero. I haven’t kissed a girl.” He said, looking down. I put my arm around him. “You and me both, Xavier!” I say. 
We all laugh, and fall asleep on top of each other. 
== Chapter Three ==
I look at my father in the eyes. “But Dad, why?” I ask, sadly. I’m eight now. Something bad has happened. Something horrible. Really, really horrible. “I’m sorry Felix. You can’t come.” He says, gruffly. I look down, sadly. “It’s Akin, isn’t it?” I say. Zorro looks away from me, and doesn’t respond. Tears come to my eyes. 
“He’s going to kill him! Isn’t he?” I whimper. Zorro shakes his head, vigorously. “No! I- I don’t know. But I promise I’ll do everything I can to protect him.” He says. I don’t speak. I don’t hope. I know there’s only so much he can do to change Colt’s mind about finding Akin guilty. “But please, can I come to the Trial?” I ask.
He shakes his head again. “No. I’m sorry, Felix. You just can’t.” I look away from him again. “Promise you’ll tell me what happens?” Zorro looks at me, not responding for a few moments, before saying, “Promise.”
And he leaves. He’s just gotten back from war. This is the first day. As he leaves I let out a harsh cough, and start shaking again, pulling the covers over my head, and fall asleep.
“FELIX!” Roars a loud voice. “AHHHHHH!” I scream, and fall out of my bed, before snatching my sword, leaping on to my feet, and putting on my defensive mode, whipping around to face my attacker. Which apparently was my father. “Dad?” I say, putting my sword down, and falling down on to my bed, exhausted.
“How long were you up last night?” He demands. I blink the sleep from my eyes, the rush of adrenaline wearing off. Suddenly I don’t feel so good. “Uhhhh, I don’t know.” I said. “What time is it?” He narrows his eyes at me. “Twelve.” My eyes widen. “TWELVE?!” I exclaim. “I’ve been asleep for like four hours!” I immediately shut my mouth, realizing what I just did.
Zorro glares at me. “Were up again with Ender, Maverick, Ashanka, and Xavier?” He asks. “Maybe.” I reply. “Maybe not.” He frowns, as I lay back down on my bed. I really don’t feel good. “Felix, do you feel okay?” He demands. “Yes, I feel fine.” I mumble. “I just stayed up late. That’s all.” 
“You stayed up all night! Until eight in the morning!” He snaps. “Everyone else was awake as well!” I shrug. “Guess I lost track of time. But I’ll make it up to you! Let’s go train!” I say. Zorro sighs. “Alright.” We head out into the garden, and the whole way I hide how sick I feel.
I’ll feel better once I start training. I think. Zorro starts talking, but I barely hear him. His figure begins to blur, and fade away, as do his words. I’m faintly aware of my body hitting the ground, before darkness surrounds me.
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I’m not quite sure what’s going on. Semiconscious, I can still hear everything that’s going on, but I’m still unconscious at the same time. I can’t move myself, and I just wish I could dive back into my sleep. But first I have to assure everyone that I’m okay. I think. Nah. They know I’m fine. Right? Uhhhhhhhhh, fine. I tell myself, as I force my eyes open.
“Felix!” Exclaims a muffled voice. “Whhhhhhhaaaaaaaatttttttt?” I moan. That came out much worse sounding than I wanted it to. “Felix, are you okay?” Asks the voice. Everything’s becoming more clearer now. I realize I’m with the medics, who are all leaning over me. I wave them off. 
“Give the boy some room!” Comes a familiar voice. “Uncle!” I exclaim, looking, and sitting up, as my uncle strides towards me. Colt waves all the doctors and nurses away. “What happened?” I ask him. Colt shakes his head. “You just collapsed.” He responds. “I was going to ask you the same thing. Ashanka was exhausted this morning as well, but didn’t collapse like you did.”
I clench my teeth. “I’m fine. Really.” That‘s not exactly a lie. I am feeling a bit better. “Still, take today off.” Says Colt. We sit in silence for a few moments, before he says, “I know you’ve never really forgiven me for killing your brother.” 
I look up at him, alarmed. That was the last thing I would expect him to talk to me about. “But he was guilty. He fired a shot, and when we got there, Jagger was dead.” I don’t look at him.
Colt continues, “I’m sorry, Felix. There was no evidence that he didn’t do it.” I sigh. “I know.” I say, sadly. “But he’s not dead.” Colt looks surprised. “Come again?” He asks, looking alarmed. “Akin, I mean.” I say. “He can’t be dead. He can’t be.” Colt shakes his head. “I’m sorry.” He places his hand on my shoulder, before walking out.
A few more people, including my father, came to check on me. That night, something was nagging at me. Something that didn’t feel right. This felt familiar. This sickness. I couldn’t explain it, but it just felt familiar. I look around. No one here. Good. I leap out of my bed, feeling lightheaded, but managing to keep my ground, as it begins to fade. 
I stagger out into the hallway, and close my eyes, and try to think. I need to go somewhere. By the Solstice. The Summer Solstice. It was more like a memory than an instinct of knowing I had to be somewhere. But it was a really faint memory. . . . 
I shake my head. I know where I have to go, I know how to get there . . . but I don’t know why. It’s confusing. Very confusing. But I have to go. I straighten up, and look around. I’ll need help. And I know just where to get some. 
== Chapter Four ==
“So explain why you need our help again.” Says Maverick. Ender, Ashanka, and Xavier are beside him. “You don’t have to come! Not if you don’t want to. I just wanted to ask. No matter how much I want to do this alone, I have a feeling I’ll need someone with me. So do you guys want to come with me? It’s pretty far. Out of the Fire Kingdom.”
Xavier and Ashanka’s eyes light up. “Do I?” Exclaims Xavier. “I’m in!” Ashanka nods. “Me too!” Maverick looks like he’s leaning towards coming, but Ender seems a bit doubtful. “I’m not sure guys.” He says, uncertainly. “You don’t have to come.” I assure him. “No pressure.” Ender sighs, and shakes his head. “Ah, why not? I’ve got nothing better to do.”
“Get your stuff packed, we leave tonight.”
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Less than an hour later, everyone is ready to go, with their horses, weapons, food, water, and clothes. “Alright, ready!” Calls out Ashanka. I nod to everyone. “Alright, let’s go.” I glance back at the palace one more time, before digging my heels into my horse’s flanks, and we’re off.
“Follow me!” I call back to everyone. We ride on for the rest of the night, and most of the next day, before stopping, exhausted. “Okay, let’s make camp.” I say. We set up camp, and rest for awhile, before heading off again in the morning. We come to the Shadow Kingdom border, and we stop. Currently, we were in no-man’s land. 
I narrow my eyes. “Let’s stay here for the night, and plan what we’re going to do from here.” I say. Ashanka nods. “Sounds good.” He says. We set up camp once more, and wait. “So . . . how are we going to cross into Shadow Kingdom territory?” Asks Xavier. As they all start talking, I drift into thought, and begin to daydream.
“What happened?” I cry. Zorro shakes his head, closing his eyes, sadly. “He’s dead.” I close my eyes, and run a hand through my hair. “NO!” I scream out, closing my eyes and shaking. “He can’t be dead.” I say. Zorro shakes his head helplessly, as I open my eyes again.
I glare at him, curling my hand into a fist, before storming out. He can’t be dead. Can’t be. He’s not dead. Zorro’s lying. He’s lying! LIAR! LIAR! I think. “LIAR!” I punch the wall, breathing heavily. I know I’m young, but that doesn’t stop me from being angry. Akin’s not dead! He can’t be. . . .
“Felix?” I snap out of it. “Sorry, what?” I ask Maverick. “What do you think? Disguise ourselves as Shadow Kingdom? We can’t beg. They’re not letting any refugees in. Not even Fire Kingdom.” I nod. “It sounds good.” I say. “If not, we can always try and go around. But that would be a long detour from where we’re going.”
Ender nods. “Than it’s decided. We pretend to be Shadow Kingdom and go through. Let’s get some sleep.” We all nod, and go into our shelters. I close my eyes. 
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I wake up in a cold sweat. I didn’t dream. But something’s wrong. Something’s really wrong. Silently, I grab my sword, and I hear another crack. I lung out of my shelter, to see a figure covered in shadows. A Shadowdancer! “INTRUDER!” I yell. Xavier lunges out of his tent. The one the attacker was right by. The attacker grabbed the young boy, and put their daggers to his throat.
The hood falls down. My jaw drops. “You’re a girl!” She has long black hair, and dark brown eyes, with a streak of dark red in her hair. Her skin is pale white, and she has dark red lipstick on as well. “So?” She snaps, pressing the dagger closer to Xavier’s throat.
“Don’t come any closer or your friend gets it!” She says. I freeze in my tracks. Ashanka, Maverick, and Ender come out as well, with wide eyes. “Give me all you’ve got.” She says. I nod. Ashanka looks at me like I’m crazy. “What’s wrong with you!” He exclaims. I glare at him. “Just listen to her!” 
I sheathe my sword, before taking some of my belongings, and go over to her. She eyes my sheathed sword, before her eyes go wide, and her grip tightens on the daggers. Acting quickly, I unsheathe it, and tackle her, swiping at her with it. She blasts away from me. 
Black tentacles fly towards me, and I block them with a blast of fire. “Firedancer, eh?” She says. My sword lights, flaming. I run towards her, cutting through the air with my sword, sending a wave of fire. She brings her wrists together in an “X” and dark black shadow slices through it, putting it out. She stabs at me with her weapons.
I turn around, throw my sword up in the air, and blast myself up with some firepower. I catch sight of her, looking up at me, as I go upside down. Her eyes go wide, as I land, catch my sword, and swipe her legs from underneath her, and point my sword at her throat. She kicks me off, before covering herself in shadow. My eyes widen.
I see a movement of shadows, and lunge at it, slicing with my sword. The shadows envelope me. I try and cut at them, but my sword just goes through them. I shoot out fire at all sides, blowing it away, and send another blast towards the women. She sends a blast of shadows right back at it, and the two collide in midair, creating a loud “BOOM” of black and orange. 
I lunge at her again. She doges, cutting my arm with her dagger. I let out a gasp of pain, and cut open her thigh with my sword, as well as burning it. She collapses, and I quickly pin her hands down, and point my sword at her throat. “Give up!” I say, panting.
Ashanka runs over, and binds her hands, so she can’t Shadowdance. “What’s your name?” I demand. “Jaiyana.” She says, flatly. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t kill you here and now.” I say, my eyes blazing. “Because you need me to get through the Shadow Kingdom.” 
== Chapter Five ==
Everyone heads back into their tents for the night, and I take first watch. Ashanka relieves me of it a few hours later, and I head back into my tent, before falling to sleep again. Hopefully until morning.
I’m hardly aware of what’s going on around me. I’m aware of Zorro sprinting as he carries me. My eyes are closed, but I’m conscious. I don’t dare to try and fall asleep right now, no matter how tempting it may be. The running has stopped, and I feel cold stone against my back, and muffled sound of footsteps retreating.
I hear a loud roar, but I don’t have the strength to get up and look at it. I’m aware of something whirling around me. It’s so loud! I finally open my eyes, and can’t believe what I’m seeing. A dragon. It dark blue scales that shine brightly and fierce green eyes. It looks at me.
I can’t believe it. I’m hallucinating. I have to be. It reaches out a huge talon, and touches my forehead with it, and everything goes black.
I wake up again. It’s morning this time, and I crawl out of my tent. Ashanka and Maverick are awake. Xavier and Ender are still asleep. Jaiyana is still here. I look at her. “So how are you going to help us get into the Shadow Kingdom?” I ask her. She laughs. “I’m a well known Shadowdancer. I’m sure they’ll believe me if I tell them you’re Shadow Kingdom.” She says.
“But you’ll need disguises. I recognized you and the Prince the second I saw you.” She says. I narrow my eyes. “Why are you helping us?” I ask. “What do you want?” I realize my tone has gotten more aggressive than I intended it to be. Jaiyana shook her head, and didn’t answer.
There’s no use in trying to pry information from her. “So how do you plan to get us through the Shadow Kingdom?” I ask her, relaxing myself. “I’ll just tell them you’re Shadow Kingdom. They’ll believe me.” She says. “But why will they believe you?” She rolls her eyes. “I already told you! I’m well known around there!” 
Xavier and Ender wake up, and we’re off again, with Jaiyana in the lead. “There’s the entrance.” She says. There are guards blocking the entrance. There’s a huge line of people. My eyes widen. “That line’s at least a day long!” I exclaim. Ashanka and me exchange a look. 
“Refugees from other Kingdoms trying to get in. Mixed with real Shadow Kingdom. They’re not letting anyone in they don’t recognize.” She says. “Or if they claim they’re a Shadowdancer, they make them Shadowdance to prove it. Let’s go.” Jaiyana’s with me on my horse. I untied her. I knew it was risky, but the guards would have gotten suspicious and not let us in. 
We ride up to the guards, cutting into the front of the line. Howls of protest arise from behind us, and the guards get into a fighting position. “Hey! Get to the back of the-” Another guard cuts that one off, and points to Jaiyana. His eyes widen, and he straightens, clearing his throat. “Oh, didn’t see you there miss.” He says. 
“You can go in. All of you.” He avoids her gaze, as we ride in. “What was that all about?” Murmurs Xavier. I shrug. “We have to get through here fast.” I say. “We can’t have anyone recognizing us.” Jaiyana nods. “Your right. Let’s get going.” We travel through the Shadow Kingdom with mostly no trouble. 
On our way though, multiple people would come running towards us at once. For Jaiyana, holding up signs and money, and begging her for something. She would decline and say she was “off duty”. One man said, “But bounty hunters are never off duty!” I look at her, frowning. A bounty hunter? “Yeah neither are-!” Begins a child, but his mother covers his mouth, looking around fearfully. 
We quickly ride through the Shadow Kingdom. We stay at an inn for the night, before finally leaving it. “Finally we’re out of there!” I hiss under my breathe the next day. I then look at Jaiyana. “But what were those people talking about? You being a bounty hunter? And a . . . another thing.” 
I didn’t ask about it last night, because I had wanted to think it over a bit. “I’ll tell you later.” Is all she says. 
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