You're probably wondering, 'What's this?' and, well, this is absolutely everything to me. Anix. Anya and Alix. Now, I know most of you are Coneke lovers, so you are kind of forced to ship Shya. But for those awesome Shaneke fangirls (and fanboys), here is ANIX.

She didn't want him to go. She knew she couldn't come, couldn't do anything to stop him, but nothing stopped her will. He was going with the Devourer, the merciless, cruel Devourer that certainly didn't have a care for anyone. The one person that she was pretending to care for, just for trust, for a weapon, for nothing real.

Anya didn't like Shane. It was hard to get the point through, near Alix, the one who lost all hope, family, and anything above. Maybe this was a new experience for her, too. Caring for someone. Someone who had a life full of twists and turns, and risking all he had for someone he barely knew. Someone who was as complicated as herself.

There was nothing to it. Trust was all that was left to her, for now.

"Bye," whispered Anya, in a soft voice, choking on the word.

Alix gave a little wave back. He smiled and disappeared onto the deck.

X~x~X

Alix never asked where they were headed. Shane never told them, and he simply never asked. In the end, he had to stay on the boat, when Shane told them; he'd be 'right back'. At first, he believed it. They waited for an hour on the boat. Marita said she'd check on him. She never came back. That was when he started getting worried. He started pacing around, restlessly. The main crew on the ship told him not to worry, told him that they could handle it. So he listened. He listened until his head hurt. The crew never came back, either.

Alix waited for seven days. He waited until there were only about five people left on the ship, including himself.

"Alix!" shouted a voice behind him. It startled him. "Wake up, where's Shane?"

He blinked and come to realize it was Anya. "Why on Erdas are you here? You do realize Shane hates you for life, now, you bastard."

"What did you just call me?"

Alix bit his lip.

"Never mind that," said Anya. "I don't care what you called me, because we both know the real bastard here. The one who was too scared to go out and look for his king himself, or otherwise known as you, Alix." The Amayan sighed and kicked Alix gently. "Come on, let's go."

X~x~X

Karmo let Shane lead him back to his ship. Shane stepped inside with the gracefulness of a cat. Karmo tripped while stepping inside. He cursed softly, realizing who he was facing. Two kids, about the same age as him and Shane, one boy, definitely Stetriolian and an Amayan girl.

"Anya."

Karmo raised an eyebrow. Did Shane know them?

"And Alix," continued Shane. "Tell me why this, whatever she is, is here."

The Stetriolian boy named Alix looked up. "My king," he said, bowing. "She came here-," Alix stopped and looked at Anya. "I let her come here. It was my fault."

Alix was lying; Karmo was so sure of it. He was lying for that Anya girl, to take the blame away from her.

"Alix," hissed Shane. "I told you not to invite this traitor here. What were you-"

"I like him," interrupted Karmo, "he reminds me of me."

Shane stared at him for a second. "Very well, then. Alix, you are free of punishment."

Karmo smiled a little for his tiny victory.

X~x~X

Anya was pleased with herself. Alix lied. Alix lied for her. And he was saved by that boy Karmo. Somehow, someone's opinion mattered so much to Shane that the simple statement of liking relieved a punishment.

When Anya thought about Shane, the only word that immediately popped into her mind was liar. Sure, Shane hadn't lied to her, yet she knew snippets of his past, the reason she had to where a bow and arrow. That bit of his past about the girl Abeke. How she had almost killed him, how she had spat "liar" in his face, threatening to leave forever.

When she thought about Alix, the first word was regret. Not that she regretted him in any way, but more as he regretted everything. Alix was that boy that never cried, barely argued, because he knew he would regret everything if he did.

If that was how he was, what did that make the person falling for him?

The first word was memory.

Okay, don't freak out about this, um, how we put it, weird ship, just ignore the weirdness.
Ignore my weirdness, too.
Anyways, not much spice in the first chapter, but it'll come.