Ahhh, sorry, this is actually skipping my true first chapter. But in the next chapter, he recounts why he is in Wu.

Forgive parts of it if it seems odd, because I copied and pasted from my original story document.

I promise, it will be good. I have the chapters all planned out.

8/18/2014: I edited it a little bit.

He found himself actually looking forward to seeing the leader of Wu. He had never seen his lord so angry before. Not like that, anyways. What with that scene with Liu Bei earlier, he was lucky he could find Sun Jian without any trouble.

Lucky to be granted an audience without question and not to be dead. He bowed.

"The son of the God of War," the man said thoughtfully. "What brings you here?" He had been expecting the boy to want revenge for his uncle, and his father's death. But he didn't carry any weaponry with him. And he didn't seem to know that Guan Yu had been executed either. His eyes didn't carry that sort of hate.

"I…I bring bad news," he said, panting suddenly. His heart beat fast, like he would explode any second. The image of his lord came back to him. He shook his head. "My lord is angry, and he plans to avenge Zhang Fei. He's planning launch a full scale attack against Wu."

He looked surprised, and it was pretty understandable why. "Why are you telling me this? Surely, you'd keep your own plans a secret?"

He shook his head. "I don't know for sure what he plans to do; I left before I could find out anything." he paused and licked his lips. "But I know that he's doing it for the wrong reason. I saw Zhang Fei get killed."

"You did? Funny, his men came to us with his head not too long ago."

He nodded. "He believes they're YOUR men…a trick, perhaps. I couldn't tell him the truth; he wouldn't listen to me. He's angry. He's blinded by his rage. I…" he looked down. "I couldn't let him just get away with that. He's not punishing those men, he should be. So I…left."

"…So that's how you ended up here," Sun Jian shook his head sadly. "Vengeance can take away a man." He had seen it too many times. Usually the end result was guilt.

"…" he looked uncomfortable, looking down next to his feet and rubbing his arm. Did he really understand at all?

Sun Jian looked to one of his officers. "Can we get a room set up for him? He'll need it." he clapped a hand on the young man's shoulder, giving him a nod and leaving.

He didn't know what scared him more, the fact that the man didn't look at him with malice as an enemy, or that he almost seemed…fatherly.

"Come, your room is this way." She walked fast her footsteps light, but maybe that was because he dreaded moving any further down the hall. His heart felt heavy and he couldn't quite get his mind together.

Was what he was doing right? He felt as though the further he went down the hall, the further he was straying from Shu. Did his father want this to happen? He had correctly assumed that Liu Bei would be furious and plan a full-scale attack. He asked him to bring a message to Sun Jian. He took his place at Fan Castle. This would be considered an act of betrayal, no matter how well-meaning the intentions were.

Guan Ping stopped walking altogether, and stared out at the garden. And how were his siblings?

When she realized he hadn't been following, she stopped and turned around. Their eyes meeting once and she placed her hands on either side of his face, making him flinch. "Master Guan Ping, don't let it get to you."

His eyes flitted to hers, but still bore into them distantly. He seemed tired. "…" but he was listening, or at least, she had his attention.

"…" She tilted her head, offering a small grimace. The man's heart was exhausted, from the up and down he had to face, she realized. That was understandable. Maybe some other time then. "Come on," she tugged on his arm. "The faster we get to your room, the more sleep you can get."

He seemed to wake up a little bit and nodded. He followed her again, but still very slowly.

"Okay, now, here we go." she opened the doors, and he saw that it was modest. He, for some reason, expected them to give him a room with rotting floorboards and wild animals or tears everywhere. "Do you like it?" she asked.

He blinked and gave her a small, but still mostly broken smile. "Yeah, it's fine."

"Okay, well, if you need anything, I'm right around the corner." she started walking away but stop when she heard him say something.

"Thank you," he whispered, very faintly. "I appreciate it, I really do."

She looked over her shoulder at him, and saw that he was giving her a more wholehearted smile before entering his room.