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Frozen Longing

Chapter 1

Blue eyes stared across the field with ease. They weren't looking for anything… just looking. It was early morning and the sun had barely risen over the horizon. He didn't know why he had gotten up so early every day. Maybe it was the peace and quiet? …The small hour and a half of it.

Everything had been a wreck when they had left. The lady had thrown fits and gone berserk at maids. Soldiers were sent out to look for them, though they had never been found. He assumed that the crimson haired General was far better off. He was glad that at least they had found a way to escape. There were some of them that couldn't leave. Some with families and lives… some with nothing except themselves…

A small grin graced his face. Why was he thinking about them almost a year or so later? 'Oh well. Friends never die anyway.'

The sun rose higher and the colours changed from pink to orange and then a light blue. There were no clouds, which should have made it a nice day. Once someone was awake… the noise would start and so would the shouting. The lady was in more of a foul mood as of late. He couldn't help but shake his head. She wouldn't touch replicas anymore; wanted nothing to do with them since the last one had gotten away. Sometimes she seemed like a chicken running around with its head cut off.

He got to his feet and stretched his tired limbs; the sun catching his straw-blond hair. He grinned before raising his hand and curled one finger at a time. '…Three… Two… One…'

"Master Din, the lady wants to talk to you," a soldier called as they burst through the doors.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming," Din laughed, turning to withdraw into the castle.

Footsteps sounded through the silence of the forest. They had strayed from the path that horses took. Leaves shuffled rather quietly with their light steps that moved forward. She wasn't hiding. It was more like leaving… running away. She had no reason to go back. There was nothing left there; nothing of hers.

After the war she had lost all that was left. The only reason she had stayed was because she thought she could have lived through it. She had lived alone for a long time; coming home to nothing but an empty house. Her brothers had fought and were killed… her lover gone along with them. Parents were long since dead; plagued by a disease and died.

There was no point. Nothing left.

Heart frozen over, she turned her back on her life. If she left it all behind… she could start anew. There would be no turning back; only moving forward.

Her boots stopped when they reached the edge of the forest. Vibrant lime green eyes lifted to look across the long field through long silver bangs. There stood a small city with a castle at the top of a hill.

She was hesitant in her steps. 'Is this really what I want?' The girl's brows knitted together at the thought. A new life meant leaving it all behind… leaving her lover behind.

"Yeah," she murmured to no one, "This is what I want."

The girl's black boots started walking again and the sound of leaves was replaced with the sound of moving grass. A gentle breeze blew her long locks of silver hair ahead of her.

The world seemed more open now… like there was so much more in it. She had never been outside the city of water. There had never been a reason to leave that kingdom. Everything that was needed… it had all been there.

Now there was more freedom. There was so much more to everything. There were more chances of finding an escape. Turning her back… that was just the beginning. All that was left was to find a reason worth living for.

Din shook his head as he left the lady's room. She had complained to him about the soldiers not being trained enough. That because the city was such a small kingdom larger ones would want to try to take it over. 'There's nothing here worth taking over.' He disagreed as he walked down one of the hallways. All the soldiers were at their stations. Training wouldn't be for a while yet.

Ever since the crimson haired General had left the small kingdom, Din had been appointed General. He had never personally wanted the position but felt that it was now his duty. With them gone… things really had fallen apart.

"Can't say that I blame them," the blond sighed before opening the kitchen door.

The cooks were getting ready to cook breakfast for both the soldiers and the lady.

"Good morning master Din," a cook greeted with a pleasant smile, "How are you?"

"I have been better," he admitted, rubbing the back of his head, "The lady wishes for eggs this morning. Throw whatever else you like in there."

"As you wish master Din," the cook agreed with a nod before grabbing a few eggs.

Din smiled before walking over to the window of the kitchen. 'What is that? …A ligarre?' He asked himself with furrowed brows. They were a nuisance to the cattle.

The blond haired male continued to watch the silver haired figure as it came closer to the castle.

"It's no surprise that you'd watch that," the same cook as before laughed lightly, "They came from the forest about an hour ago. I wonder what they're doing."

Din cocked a brow at the cook's words. 'I was in there listening to her for an hour? How the hell did he put up with her for three years?'

He shook his head with a small sigh before turning away from the window.

"Might as well be the welcoming party," he murmured before leaving the kitchen.

The last time the soldiers brought someone back to the castle everything was flipped around and thrown into disarray. Din didn't want to be blamed for that happening again. He'd be the one to have to listen to her complain for hours or days on end.

His feet guided him down the well memorized hallways. It was to the point where he knew every picture and crack. Even when a soldier wasn't standing in the spot they should have been. Gloved hands pushed the doors open and he walked down the few steps to the field. He now stood in the very spot he had sat this morning.

The silver haired girl walked silently across the field. Her green orbs passed over the grassy field to take in the area. Forest surrounded it all unlike Blue Abarath; the city of water. It was all so different… almost hard to comprehend.

She was three quarters of the way there when she saw someone move at the castle doors. They opened and someone came out; standing at the wall and waiting. 'I guess they know I'm coming now.' She shrugged at the thought; saved her the hassle of trying to get an audience with the ruler.

The girl climbed over a fence with ease before continuing. When she was close enough, the one standing at the castle moved. His straw-blond hair was a surprising sight. She had never seen someone with that colour before. 'Is it the difference in places?' She wondered, inwardly cocking a brow.

"Greetings!" the male called with a grin on his face, "My name's Din, how can I help you?"

Now she cocked a brow outwardly.

Din seemed confused when she hadn't replied. Being greeted by someone… it was new again.

"Miss?" he wondered with confusion.

"Sorry," she stated almost cautiously, "I'm not… used to other people."

"Well, let's start with your name," he suggested.

"…Scion."

"Okay Scion," Din grinned, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Her lime green eyes narrowed at his grin. How could someone be so… happy? Was that the right thing to call it?

"What brings you here?" the blond questioned.

Again she didn't answer. This time… the matter wasn't his business.

Din made a face as he led the silver haired girl down the hallway to meet the lady. 'She's not very sociable…' He thought to himself.

She didn't answer questions right away. She glared at him for prodding. She scowled when he asked where she came from. She was very sarcastic when she did speak. She was always reluctant to answer. She glared frozen daggers when he asked if she was a replica.

So far… she wasn't one of the people he could get along with easily. 'She probably doesn't get along with anyone.' Din laughed inwardly at the thought. Scion kind of reminded him of that small replica girl. Shrink the height and dye the hair black and this girl could match the one who ran away with the crimson haired General. The only difference would be the colour of eyes.

A gloved hand knocked on the wooden door and then the lady's voice was heard.

"What's going on?" she shrieked, "Why is everyone having such a fuss?!"

Din sighed while shaking his head.

"Do I feel sorry for you," Scion murmured, looking at Din's back.

"Never used to be this bad," he mumbled back before opening the door.

His blue eyes landed on the blond haired woman sitting at a desk at the side of the room. She looked at her General with furrowed brows.

"You've had other irritations my lady?" Din asked, putting on a curt tone.

He knew how to be polite, even if he didn't want to. 'I really don't want to listen to her again…'

"Many! And so early in the morning too!" she complained.

Behind him, Din heard Scion sigh.

"The maids couldn't find my dress! Then there's all that noise from the soldiers! Now this… thing shows up!" the lady complained; pointing to Scion.

Din's eyes widened at the lady's accusation. She called Scion a thing… did she mean replica? Was that what the blond haired woman was implying?

"Did you just call me a thing?" Scions voice asked coldly.

"You are a thing aren't you? One of those vile creatures?" the lady continued to accuse.

"They have souls, woman," Scion growled, "Just because they're a copy of someone doesn't mean they aren't alive."

He looked back at the silver haired girl and saw her frozen lime green eyes glaring hatefully at the lady. 'She does look like she could be one… They all kind of stand out in a way…'

"H-how dare you!" the lady growled, "What makes you think you have the right?"

Metal slid across a sheath and Din cocked a brow before a blue sword was pointed at the lady's throat.

"I'm as human as you," Scion stated with a frozen glare, "I have blood. Just as you do; just as they do."

"Din, do something about this-"

"Call me a thing and I'll cut those pretty curls of yours," the silver haired girl threatened.

With a sigh, Din reluctantly drew his sword and knocked Scion's to the side. He stepped between them and blue locked with lime green.

"Move."

"She is the lady of the castle Scion," the blond male stated, "It is my duty to protect her."

"I said, move!"

A scowl formed on Scion's face when he didn't move before her sword was withdrawn. Her back was turned and she left the room. Din didn't understand as he ran after her. It wasn't a big problem to be called a replica… why had Scion taken it the wrong way? Why had it mattered so much?

She seethed as she went down the hallway. 'That arrogant woman… They breathe just like us. Feel just like us…' Her lime green eyes glared ahead as she continued.

Footsteps came behind her and she didn't stop. She didn't care. 'What right do I have?! What right does she have?'

"…Scion!" Din's voice called from close behind her, "Scion stop!"

"Why should I?" she asked; feet still moving.

A gloved hand grabbed her wrist to stop her and she actually stopped; eyes wide. Scion flinched as a memory flashed through her mind. Her hand slipped out of Din's hand and she turned; surprise clear in her eyes.

"Scion?" Din questioned with confusion.

"Scion… why are you acting this way? Why won't you look at me?"

"You're going to die on me… I can feel it…"

"I'm coming home. I swear that I will."

"Liar," Scion whispered, "Liar!"

"Scion what's wrong?" Din asker her, hands holding her shoulders tightly.

Lime green eyes widened again with surprise before they looked away. She wasn't going to answer. He didn't need to know.

"Why won't you answer anything I ask?" he asked, dropping his hands.

"I don't know you," Scion stated emotionlessly, "It's got nothing to do with you."

"Then answer what happened in there. That is my business," Din stated, pointing back down the hallway.

"Only because it's your job," she retorted, "You didn't seem too keen on stepping in and saving her."

Scion's eyes narrowed as Din didn't answer.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," she muttered, turning her had to the side.

Her feet continued walking and she could feel the blue eyes staring after her. She sighed when footsteps quickly followed after her.

Din blocked her way by cutting her off. Scion furrowed her brows as she stared into the blonde's eyes.

"Where are you going?" he asked, tone serious.

"To see the lady so I can stay here," she stated sarcastically, "What does it look like I'm doing?"

"Like you're running away from something," Din replied, sounding sympathetic.

Scion turned her head away. She couldn't look at him with his eyes like that. 'What would he know about running away?'

Pain flowed through her heart before she pushed it away. That pain… it meant nothing anymore.

"What would you know about running away?" Scion asked coldly, glaring at Din, "I bet you've never run away from anything a day in your life."

"That may be true Scion, but it doesn't excuse your actions," he stated, shaking his head.

Scion clenched her fists tightly at his words. She had to answer and she didn't want to. It was none of his business. The only reason this was tied to him at all was because it was the lady he followed; his ruler. 'It's none of his business…'

"Why did you draw your sword on the lady?"

"She… insulted my family," Scion murmured reluctantly, staring off to the side, "She insulted my brothers."

Din's confusion was readable on his face. She could see it in his eyes.

"I had three brothers… two of them were replicas," she explained rather quietly, "My first brother was ill when he was younger and died. He was replicated twice and my brothers were mere twins."

'So different from each other… They were so alive.'

"They were my oldest brothers, followed by my third brother. The oldest had lime green eyes like mine… People couldn't tell they were different," Scion's voice seemed to go even quieter.

She didn't want to think about it… let alone talk about it.

Din didn't know what to say to the silver haired girl. 'No wonder she took it offensively…' He rubbed the back of his head as he thought.

"Now if you would so kindly move, I'd like to leave," she stated, cold eyes locked with his.

"Scion… could I speak to you outside?" the blond asked with a raised brow, "Where people are less inclined to overhear?"

The girl sighed before crossing her arms, "Lead the way."

He couldn't stop the grin that formed on his face. He didn't know why… but he was glad she would hear his words… That he might be able to change her mind on leaving.

He led her to the large double doors that went to the courtyard in the front. Din knew where he was taking her, and he knew she would see once they got past the courtyard.

"Why are we going into the town?" she asked with boredom as she followed.

"I'm going to state what the people already know," he explained, grinning to himself.

"If the people know, then don't the people in the castle know?" she asked.

He laughed a little as she tried to find the holes in his plan.

"They… prefer to not believe or see it," the blond stated as he looked back at her, "It's rather disturbing to them."

"But you don't care," she stated rather than asked.

Din turned his blue eyes forward again as they continued down the hill.

"Not so much that I don't care," he laughed, "I've just had things I have never wanted pushed onto me."

'Good job Asch… I don't understand at all how you put up with that woman for three years.' He shook his head at the thought.

Inside he was happy for the crimson haired General. He had managed to get away with his apprentice of sorts - his student. Din was sure that the small replica would be toe to toe with the General now.

"So are we going to talk or what?" Scion's voice broke him out of thought.

He laughed to himself before slowing to walk beside her.

He couldn't believe her demeanor. Scion's long silver hair and lime green eyes made her stand out on their own. Her hair went to the lower part of her back. She had a long white sleeveless jacket over a navy blue sleeveless shirt that showed her midriff. Her pants were black and baggy and her blue sword had amazing detail… She looked – by clothing – like she could have been a guy.

They were in the small city, walking through the semi busy marketplace.

"The lady never used to be like that," Din admitted as he smiled at the people, "She was always… bossy… but not crazy."

Scion didn't look like she really cared about the lady. Of course she didn't. She had almost killed the woman.

"About a year ago, the previous General that kept everything in charge left the castle. He had been there for three years and did one hell of a job," Din explained, "The lady went crazy trying to find him. He was gone; disappeared."

He heard Scion scoff a cold laugh.

"Am I supposed to care that someone lost their mind/" she asked.

"All I ask is that you don't hold it against her."

Din cocked a brow as Scion shook her head as her way of saying 'it's not my problem'. 'How can someone be this way? Not care about anything?'

"She insulted my family," she stated coldly, "I dislike that woman."

"The lady can't stand replicas anymore. The former General took one with him… she was the cause of his leave."

"Don't blame him," the girl muttered to herself.

"The replica was the cause of his leave. When she arrived… everything changed…"

"Well that's a good story," she commented almost sarcastically, "Now I'm going to go away from my most favorite person in the world."

The blond was confused with her words. 'She's still leaving? …After all that?' His brows pushed together as she walked ahead of him. Once again he was staring at someone's back… watching other people move on…

End of Chapter 1

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