Chapter 1

The meeting

Karalee woke up… she had been crying… it was today that they were going to bring her fathers body in to the camp. She was thirteen, and was training to become an Aielwoman like her mother.

"Karalee?" came a voice. "Are you a wake?" the door opened and in stepped her uncle Gilow. He was watching her for her mother and father… but her mother never returned and her father was dead. Run thought the chest with the scythe-like blade of the trollic sword. Her father was one of the best Aielman no one could touch him in combat. But he died that a couple weeks ago

"Your father just arrived sweetie" uncle

Gilow said as he walked in and sat on the bed.

"Have you been having bad dreams again?" he asked her when he saw that she was still fatigued.

"yes uncle Gilow… the father of lies was in it again… he said he knew about me… that if I didn't serve him he would kill off everyone close to me… one by one… she said it would start with the one closed… and my father just died…" tears began to run down her face.

"Honey… doesn't cry… it will be ok" Gilow said as he hugged her.

"It's just that the dark one was right…" she said holding back her tears as best she could.

"He was right that the one that was closed to me would fall… my father was as close as that could get… he was the one who was there when Jerad hurt me." She said touching the small of her back.

When she was ten a boy that she really like asked her to follow him. He took her to a dark ally and he pulled out a knife and raped her… he was fifteen when it happened. She her father what happened and when over to Jerad's tent and almost killed him, if Jerad's father hadn't stopped him Jerad would be dead right now.

"Honey, Xris was fighting a losing battle… Malkier fell that day… a lot of people died then" Gilow said as he let go of her and looked into her eyes.

"Your father died a warrior's death… he died with honor… none better way to die then on the battle field… I guess that the only ones surviving the attack were the soldiers…. Um I think they were called Spartans… but I'm not sure." Gilow said as he when to her dresser and set something down… it was a sword, and an ax… the one like Tor's.

"Uncle, what's that for?" Karlee asked him as he turned back to her.

"This was on your father when he was killed, it's the heron-marked sword and the great ax of Karnos the Aiel god of war… now give me the knife under your pillow… I have to go get you a new one… your final test is today… today you will be an Aielwoman." He said with pride. As she lifted her pillow she found the dagger with the emerald in it… her father gave it to her.

"Uncle Gilow… can I just keep this one… please daddy give this to me… when I started my training." She said holding the dagger close to her breast.

"Fine… but I'm still getting you a new one. Now get dressed… it starts soon" Gilow said as he walked out.

As Karalee got up from her bed she went to the sword. It was her father's.

"Daddy…" she said as tears streamed down her face. She missed them both… her mother and father so much right now. Her mother was missing and her father is dead… she felt so alone in the world. She didn't have any brothers or sisters. She was the only one that was left.

"Karalee… where's your uncle?" a male voice came from the window.

"Mical? Is that you?" she said with a grin

"Yes sweetie it's me… now is your uncle there?" Mical said.

"No… he went to the blacksmith… to get me a knife for my Aielwoman training graduation" she said opening the window for him.

"Thanks babe..." he said. He was an average Aielman boy… he was average height, little bit more then average built and average weight.

"Karalee… it's your birthday right?" Mical asked her. He had his hands behind his back.

"Yea… why?" she asked him as he stepped thought.

"Well then… I have something for you… it's a gift." He said holding out his hand, she took it and he led her to the window… outside stood a Black Stallion like her fathers.

"Ohh… Mical… he's beautiful." She said hugging him. He hugged her back. Mical was going out with Karalee… he had asked her many times to experiment with him… but every time he asked she got memories of what happened with Jerad.

"Mical… is there a catch?" she eyeing him.

"None… it's your birthday present… his name is Xris… after your father…" Mical said as he let go of her.

"Come on Mical lets go ride him… can me please?" she asked him.

"Yea babe lets go ride him… hey what's the sword and ax on your dresser for?" he asked moving towards them.

"Mical! Don't touch them… they were my father's" she said running in front of him to hold him back.

"Sorry Karalee… I won't touch them… but you better put them somewhere safe… I will put them on you ok." He said picking them up and he strapped the sword on her belt… next was the ax… he took that he found a loop on her belt and shoved it all the way down till it was a hand above the belt.

"There babe… you look like your mother…" he said seeing tears run down her face. She collapsed on the floor and cried.

"I… miss….them…so…much…" she said in between breaths.

"Karalee… I'm sorry…" he said as he went to hug her but stopped there was some one else in the room besides him and Karlee.

"Karalee… some one is in this one besides us… I'm going to go take a lo…" he never got to finish as the back of a sword hilt smashed into his neck. Karlee looked up to find a man in a black cloak with a black sword, the hood was up…

"Join the Him… the dark lord or this boy's life will end… just like your mother and fathers" the shadow said as it reach for Mical's head. But it was stop with the blade in Karalee's hands. She slashed down and cut it off… it howled in rage and swung it sword at her head. But I didn't have time to make a full swing, because Gilow had heard the scream and rushed in to find the halfman standing over Mical with its sword out and Karalee with her father's sword out.

"Karalee… What was Mical doing in here?" Gilow asked her when he go done pulling his sword out of the halfman's back.

"Mical… he brought me a birthday present… it was a black stallion like dads and the halfman just hit him with the hilt of his sword." She said crying. There was blood running down the back of Mical's neck.

"Karalee, help me get him up… let's put him on the couch." Gilow said as he grabbed the heavier end of the boy.

As Karalee walked to the other end and picked Mical up. He was not has heavy as she had anticipated. As they walked into the front room and set him on the couch.

"Will Mical be ok?" she asked

"Of course… this boy has taken more punishment then you can imagine." Gilow replied in earnest.

"The… the halfman said that both my mom and dad were killed… and he said that Mical would join them if I didn't serve him… I don't want Mical to die… I don't want to serve the father of lies." Karalee said as she went to stroke Mical's hair with one hand and holding her father's dagger in the other.

"Dear… Mical is just unconscious. He will be up in a few hours… maybe you should get ready to go see your father?" Gilow said as he put a blanket over Mical.

"Uncle Gilow… is He in town yet?" Karalee asked him as she went into her room again.

It was about ten minutes before she was dressed… Mical had strapped the sword on tight, but she got it off and was now strapping it a crossed the small of her back. She picked up the Ax, she found the loop in her belt and slide it down till the head was only a hand above the belt. Last came her father's knife… she picked it up and held it close to her chest. She found that she missed them both… if what the halfman had said was true… her mother and father were dead. The only ones that really cared for her were the people her the same room.

"Well Uncle.. I'm heading for the serves… tell Mical that when he wakes I will be with my father." Karalee said as she walked out of her room and walked to the front door.

"Karalee… be careful… ok" Gilow said.

"Always uncle." She responded. And walked out of the room.

As she closed the door and walked onto the street. She found her self walking down empty streets, but they went quite… there was a crying, and muttering down the left side of the street. As she headed that way she saw the crowd… she stepped closer and found that they where gathered around a body… her father's body.

"Daddy!" she screamed and ran thought the crowd. They parted for her and whispered to her to tell her that it was alright. When she got to the body she found that he was run thought the chest twice, but it looked like he went down fighting… blood still matted his cloths.

"Daddy I'm all alone now… why did you have to go!?" she cried and wept on her father's chest. A hand grabbed her shoulder… it was Mical; he spun her around and hugged her.

"Karalee… it will be ok… come… you can't bring him back…" Mical said as he hugged her and letting her cry on his shoulder.

"I'm….going…to ….miss…him" she said between sobs.

"he is probably in a better place… where there is no trollics, or war" Mical said as he stroked her hair with one hand.

"Its just… he was the closest to me… the dark one said that the closest one would die first… then I think they kill my mother… they tried to kill you" she said pulling away to look at the body one last time. She turned away from Mical and when to the body. She took out he knife that Xris gave her and cut her arm and placed it on his chest.

"May you rest in peace father" she said as she turned away and walked down the street.

-To be continued in chapter 2-