Here's my second chapter! The first chapter went over quite smoothly so here's my second one. Thank you to all those who reviewed and those who spent the time reading my first chapter. And for those who noticed that I changed my summary: I looked through the pairings and noticed I had one person left out, I'm not telling who, you'll have to read and find out so I put in another OC to fill in the gap. Enjoy!


"Honestly Niko, I don't think he'll make the night,"

These words chilled her to the bone, the fact that the boy that Niko had brought in might not survive to see another day. Tris had stayed behind to eavesdrop on what Dedicate Moonstream and Niko were talking about while Daja went upstairs to see their patient. To see someone die right before her eyes, the sickening feeling of helplessness as someone's life drifted away from your grasp.

Tris shook her head, freeing her mind from such vile thoughts. "That's just a speculation Tris, get a grip on yourself, there's a chance he could still survive. He survived all that time in Emelan in that wounded condition so one more night with his life threatening wounds healed won't kill him," She said this out loud to make it sound more believable for herself. Mustering up her courage, she walked up the stairs, even though with every step, her legs threatened to give out on her.

"He will live to see another day or my name isn't Trisana Chandler!"


"Why?" the simple question hung in the air, making the atmosphere tense with its presence. Niko did not dare say anymore other than that. He did not know if he really wanted to know the gruesome details.

"He did not just endure a simple beating Niko, you of all people should have seen this. He has internal damage, and not just any internal damage, it's the result of heavy magic being preformed on him. A wide assortment if heavy magic, it was like they used him as a test subject to test spells on or something," Dedicate Moonstream sighed and rubbed her temples tiredly. Healing Talon had taken alot more out of her than she had originally prepared for.

"His insides were in complete turmoil! There was so much power mixed in him that I could not tell what power was his and what power was not!" Niko sat down heavily on a stool, reality only just having hit him. He had brought so many hopeless cases to the Winding Circle Temple that he had began to become overconfident perhaps. Maybe it was time for him to realize that not everyone can be helped, not everyone can be saved. "I'm such a fool!"

"There may be a chance though," Moonstream interjected before he could go on a rant. "The magic is eating away at the boy's magic. His magic will only hold back this intruding magic for so long before it is clean gone. Since he is untrained, the period of time that the intruding magic will be held at bay is unpredictable. We need to be able to destroy the intruding magic before this period of time is gone. I do not know how but I will confer with some of the other Dedicates and figure out how. In the mean time, I would try to make him as comfortable as possible, his magic could be gone tonight and that would be the end."

"Very well then, I will keep you informed," Niko got up and walked with Moonstream to the door. Once she had left, he dug out the nescessary utensils for writing that letter to Duke Vedris, "Oh the duke will just have a ball when he hears of this matter."


Daja had replaced Ignis with some regular pillows and removed the uncomfortable boxes that kept him from rolling onto his back. Some lunch scraps and a dish of water had been brought up for the fiery little creature to eat, in which he now did, eating and drinking ravenously. "Poor things, I wonder what ever had happened to them for them to end up like this? Actually I don't want to know."

"Well whoever did this to them, Shurri Firesword bring them to justice," Tris snapped, drizzling water on the boy's lips, trying to get some liquids into the dry shell that was a body. She watched him with a curious look on her face, even though he was unconcious, a small smile was still plastered on his face. 'I really want to help him, but I don't know how!' she thought desperately to herself. Everyone was always scared of her because of what she did, destroying things with lightning and causing mayhem with odd weather occurences. But just once, she wished that she could help, heal and not kill or destroy.

Completely unnoticed by her, some of her magic leaked out, if she even knew that she had any. If you were able to see the magic like Niko, then you would see silver wisps, moving swiftly and entering Talon's body. Inside his body, Tris' magic, had lightning in it, this part of her magic promptly began frying the offending magic inside his body. At the first 'shock of lightning' inside his body, he convulsed, scattering the pillows underneath him.

"NIKO!" at the cry, Niko's head popped up from where the stairs and the floors met with in seconds. He took one look at the situation and said, "Daja, go get Dedicate Moonstream, she should be along the way to the Hub, Tris, you and me need to restrain him," Niko grabbed one flailing arm and pressed it to the floor, using his legs to trap the feet, leaving Tris with the other arm. When Talon was fully restrained, Niko began analyzing him with his infamous eyes.

"What in the name of Asaia is going on?" Niko's eyes widened in shock at the sight of magic burning away the harmful magic, leaving Talon's protective, soothing magic behind. Once the magic completely destroyed the harmful magic, it seemed to merge with Talon's original magic, strengthening it against any future possible internal mishaps. Finally stopped flailing, all his muscles relaxing as all traces of magic settled down to a neutralized state where it would not do anything until called upon.

"What's going on Niko?" Moonstream appeared, a little winded for running all the way back to Discipline. She was followed by Lark and Rosethorn, whom were on the way back when Daja came running for Moonstream. They had the wisdom to tell their young charges to remain downstairs.

"I don't know, Daja and Tris called me up here and I saw him just convulsing. I sent Daja to find you while Tris and I restrained him." Niko motioned for Tris to go downstairs as well. He got up off the ground and dusted himself off, allowing Moonstream to take a look at their patient.

"All that magic is gone, all that remains is his own magic which is doing internal repairs," Moonstream confirmed after running her own magic through the boy's body, "I don't understand what happened, nor do I want to know, sometimes, it's best if nobody were to know," she withdrew her magic from him. "Some rest will be good for him, if he wakes up, give him some soup,"


His head hurt, his back hurt in fact, he hurt! Where was he? He sat up, or tried to sit up, but his aching body wouldn't let him so he kinda just flopped back onto the pillows. "He's up!" the voice sounded unsually loud to his sensitive ears. He tried to turn his head, resulting in a light jolt of pain, slowly he managed to turn enough that he could see where he was. It was a medium sized room, there was a chest of drawers in the corner and a table with a chair in the room. His bag lay on the table, seemingly untouched next to a half eaten tray of food. He sniffed the air, the enticing aroma of freshly baked rolls and a mixture of vegetables wafted throughout the room.

"Here you must be hungry, eat," a gentle hand pressed a bowl up to his lips while another hand helped him up. He drank greedily, lapping up the broth like it was some magical water or something. After he had finished the first bowl, he was given a cup of juice which he held in shaky hands, downing the sweet liquid in several gulps.

After he had finished eat-drinking, he realized there was a girl at his bedside. She looked at him curiously with conflower coloured eyes for a little bit before she spoke, "My name is Lady Sandriline fa Toren, you can just call me Sandry. And just to let you know, you're at Discipline cottage at the Winding Circle Temple,"

"Talon Sanders, call me Seth," he rasped, seeing her confused look, he continued. "Middle name," he explained, a small smile gracing his features.

"Nice to meet you Seth," she returned the smile, it was hard not to, considering the fact that he could still smile dispite the state he was in.

"Sandry! I need your help down here!" Lark called from downstairs in her work room, "Now please!"

"Coming Lark!" Sandry grinned at Seth, "Someone else will be up to check on you later, I'll be seeing you!" She got up and started climbing down the stairs.

Just before her head disapeared from view completely Seth called out with that gentle teasing smile of his that made Sandry's heart leap, "I hope they are as intresting and pretty as you m'lady." This earned him a light blush and a wave.


There you are! Things are heating up hehehe... For those who are wondering why I changed Seth's name to Seth....it sounded cooler! So ha! And those who are wondering what his magic is...READ NEXT TIME! R&R please!