Night Walker

Part 1

The night showed murky from the light of a crystal moon. The three wanders trudge on the dirt road.

Their backs were sore from hauling the pack that contained their food and supplies. One of them tripped and as she fell, her hood flew back from her face; reviling long blue hair, pointed ears, and piercing snake eyes. The others ran to help her up, trying to keep their hoods on as well.

There was no place in the world that they lived in where creatures of myth such as themselves could call home. This world of mortals, of normal things such as horses without horns and animals that could not talk and trees could not sing.

The problem with this world was that mortals did not believe, or wish to believe, in such things. They turned a blind eye to the forest and said that the sounds they hear are just from the wind. They say it is a delusion when they hear an animal talk. The problem with mortals is, they have strayed from the history of things and no longer tell the tales of old

The shadows moved on, the one with blue hair pulled her hood over her head and down over her eyes.

"You're going to trip again if you keep doing that" said the oldest one without looking back.

"Shut it Amara, I'm sick and tired of listening to you all the time. You say where we go; you made us dye our hair. And you say when we can eat, I mean I'm hungry and you say no all the time." It pissed Yulana off when she pulled that eyes-on-the-back-the-head mother trick.

"That's because you eat all the time!"

"Please sisters, stop fighting. It is not good for nature to have you two squabbling so."

"You're the only one that cares about nature Len" said Yulana.

That was the last straw; Len was what you would call the goddess of nature, so she didn't take the crap that Yulana said. She whipped out a rose with a sharpened end and flung it at Yulana's back. Yulana turned around and at the same time threw a small dagger at the on coming rose. The dagger sliced the rose down the middle, the destroyed rose fell to the ground.

"Well, that was interesting, but if you two are done throwing your toys around, we better get going. We have to make it to the forest of Everlight before the night is over."

Yulana and Len looked at her with shocked expressions; it is normally her style to ether join in their little game of fight, or she slaps them and tells them to get a hold of their minds.

Turning away from them, her red hair flapped behind her as she walked on. She was the only one who could walk about with out a hood or wig on. Most people in this part of the world had hair the same color as hers.

In the history of the Elves there were only a few people that had red hair. One was a king that turned his back on the whole Elvin race. The other was a woman who no one seems to know much about. As far as they know she was called Eversong and she defeated the dark lord Naserath in the 5th century.

Amara was always told by her mother that she was a woman of fate and that she will do something of great worth in her life. Amara never believed that, she thought her mother was just talking, like mothers should do to there children. But then her sisters and she was sent on a mission from the Grand Master to the forest of Everlight.

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BAM!! Huge chunks of rock fly everywhere. "AL!!! What was that for?? You could have killed me!"

"S-sorry brother" says the tin can as he moves away from the spot where the explosion was. The hole in the ground was big enough to fit him in… twice.

"Well, its my turn" the blond boy, no bigger then your little toe, claps his hands and a white light illuminates a tree that he was standing next to. Then, with out warning, a sudden shaft of air comes a pulls them toward the tree.

"Brother, what did you do?" Al asked.

"How the hell am I supposed to know?" reply's Ed as they fall into the whiteness.