okay some one suggest on my other story that i put lines in between paragraphs and space out the lines because it is easier to read so Iam going to try it on this one. reviewe in the end to tell me if you want me to continue writing them like this. oh and this is only my second fanfic...
Halt
Halt sighed as he looked around. There was still no sign of Will. He did not know what to do. He could spend months looking for Will, Will could
be anywhere. Halt felt a total failure, how could he havelost something so close to him. He had lost Will, his own apprentice. Halt shook his head.
And he does not even know… , Halt thought.
Horace
Horace watched Halt carefully. Something was definitely bothering him. He looked…depressed. Horace knew Halt blamed himself for Will
getting kidnapped. Even though it was not Halt's fault. No one could havestopped them. And Gilan. Horace looked over at the young ranger. He
also blamed himself. He thought he should have stayed behind. That it was his job, his duty. And that he had abandoned Will.
I should not have left Will. He could be here now with us. Halt would not be in exile and Horace would not have ran away from Battle school to help
find Will. It is all my fault. I abandoned my duty. And I abandoned my friends. I am worthless. And Halt blames himself for all that I have done wrong,
telling me I did what I should have done, Gilan thought. Suddenly Gilan became aware of a new presence. "Halt." Gilan said in a low whisper.
He knew his old mentor would catch on immediately. The figure moved again. He was high up in the trees. Then again it could just be an
animal...Well better safe than sorry, Gilan thought ruefully.
Halt jerked his head up when Gilan called his name. He noticed the movement in the trees that had worried Gilan. He picked up his
longbow and nocked an arrow. A figure of small stature dropped from the trees. Hewore a cloak with a deep cloak and boots made of soft leather.
He had made no sound as he dropped. He was obviously trained to be very silent. Another thing Halt noticed was the dagger in his right hand.
and in his left a saxe knife. Both these knives looked very similiar to his own, Halt noticed
"You should not have come here.", He stated. His voice they noticed had an Araluen accent. "And who are you to tell us where we should and
should not go?" Halt said angrily. No one was going to stop him fromfinding his apprentice. "Just trust me Halt you should not have come here.",
The figure said. Halt froze there was something eerily familiar about this young man. And how did he know my name, Halt thought. "nor should you
have brought Gilan and Horace. You all have your duties and none of them lie here anymore. Well actually you have one. There is a girl up in the
mountain. She goes by the name of Evanlyn. We both know her real identity though. Evanlyn needs to go back to Araluen. Forget everything
else." the figure continued.
Halt, Gilan, and Horace stared in awe at the man in front of them. How did he know so much, he knew them all by name. And he knew
Cassandra's identity. "Who are you?" Gilan asked curiously. Thequestioned seemed to pain the young man. "That doesn't matter, just get the girl
and leave! You don't belong here.", the young man said his tone ominous and full of pain. He turned to leave , but Halt sent an arrow intothe tree
next to him. "Do you know where the boy is? There should have been a boy with the girl do you know where he is?", Halt asked. The young man
just stood there for a while before he answered. "The boy is gone,he changed Halt. He will not ever be the same. It would be better if you just
left him." the young man answered. Halt stared before realizing something. "Put down your hood. Just do it." Halt commanded in a soft voice.
The young man looked at them for a long time. He opened his mouth to say something, but shut it immediately. He kept shifted his weight
from one foot to the other and clenching and unclenching his hands. His posture made them think he was in deep thought as to do as Halt said or
to run like hell and hope he got away. In the end he made his decision, he raised up his hands and pushed back his hood. Halt, Gilan, and Horace
gasped in surprise. Because in front of them stood a young man with tousled brown hair and haunted brown eyes. As changed as the figure's
expression was, it was undoubtedly Will.
Okay you could have probably guessed what was going to happen and who the young man was. please tell me if i have made any mistakes. oh and please review!! thanx