A/N: Aaawwww! First I'd like to say thanx to my first reviewers! You all made me feel very happy inside, which is alwayzzz nice...! thanks for the support, and I've TRIED and kinda failed to make this chapter less boring. Yah, like I said last time, I'm new to this. It's my first fanfic, blah, blah, blah... and yea I'll get on with the story now! :)

Again a warm thanxxx to my first reviewers!

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"Kel? Keeellll...open up!" Neal was furiously (to anyone that was looking at him thought) trying to bang Kel's door down with his knuckles. But with no obvious success.

"Kel, if you don't open the door now, I'll be forced to bust the lock with my Gift!" Neal warned, with a smirk on his face. Hhmm! Useful thing my gift! I mean, with my gift I'm sooo much stronger than everyone else! He thought vainly, Not that I'm not already stronger than EVERYONE else anyway! Not to mention that I have the brain's of a genius! He was awoken out of his, eeerrrr..., vanity list, by Roald, the crown prince of Tortall.

"Eerrrrrrr... Neal? How about just trying to open the door with the so called, Door Handle? Have you heard of one of those?" Roald questioned, with one eyebrow raised. Neal gave a loud sigh.

"Aaahhhh! So young, so idiotic! Well what's to be expected? No one's as smart as ME! My dear Roald, Kel would have most likely locked the door if she's upset. Thus making it harder for us to open!" Roald reached forward a hand, and twisted the door's handle. It gave a light clicking sound, and he pushed open the door.

"Told you Roald! Why would you ever think of using up your gift, when there is a so called Door Handle! Have you heard of one of those?" Neal mimicked, as if the idea had been his all along. Roald shook his head turning his attention to the now, practically empty room.

Neal immediately quietened, in seeing, no Kel. Odd! He thought. Where's all her stuff? Roald having the same thoughts as him, spied one of Kel's little Yamani lucky cats on the desk. He went over and saw a note that the little thing was sitting on. At the top he read: Neal and the Study Group.

"Neal? Take a look at this."

It was chucking down rain. A poor drenched Kel, could hardly see five feet in front of her.

In her head she was using VERY colourful language, and thinking on, How to kill a certain Training Master, and the King of Tortall. Hhummm... lets say she was being very... imaginative. Then her thoughts went to her rumbling stomach."Goddess, I'm soooo stupid! Not bringing one ounce of food, let alone water!" she told herself out loud." Great,"she muttered," Now I'm even starting to talk to myself! Gods, what is the world coming to!"as if in agreement, Peachblossom tossed his mane high. "Well, I suppose I'd better start looking for shelter for the both of us" she sighed. And as if the gods had heard her, there in front of her, was a large looming oak tree." Aaahhhh! Finely!"she jumped off Peachblossom, only to land in a muddy puddle. Poor, Kel! This really wasn't her day! Well little did she know, on that day, her life would change completely.

Kel cursing, now all nice and bathed in muddy water, removed Peachblossom's tack, and let him wonder round the clearing. Or should I say oak tree. She moved to sit under the old oak, then she remembered that she had probably best start making a fire, before she literally froze to death. "On the bright side of things, at least there are enough dry twigs, stick, and leaves under the oak, to make a small fire!"she told no one in particular.

Soon she had a small, but roaring fire in hand. Not literally, of course. Or so she thought. She felt to tired to go hunting for food. I'll do it tomorrow. Can't be bothered to get up now! She moved to get two knives from her pack, just to be sure. You could never know what would be lurking around late at night. Even in that weather! Kel sat, with her back against the rough bark, thinking of nothing in particular, just simply staring into the flames. Slowly she moved forwards slightly. Fascinated with the flames leaping, and licking at the wood, almost tempting her to touch them. That's when she saw it. Not actually sure what it was. It was a sort of amberish reddy colour, shining for all it was worth. Kel felt the need to get it out, what ever it was, and not really thinking, pushed her hand into the flames. He hand, wrist and forearm, burst red with pain, but she ignored it and plunged her hand in further to retrieve the thing that was in the centre of her attention. Groping around, she finally placed her palm on it, wrapping her fingers around the object tightly, she withdrew her hand. Opening it she found a sort of stone, a bit like amber but not amber. She clutched it tightly. Her arm gave her excruciating pain, she suddenly saw black dots in front of her eyes, and before she could do anything, dropped back in a faint.

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A/N: I'm a bit annoyed with myself. :( Again this chapter seems to drag on for aaaggeess! Or to me it seemed like ages, but then I'm the one writing it.

I promise, I'll try to make this story sorta flow soon enough. Again I apologise! I hope I haven't scared any of you readers away with boredom. But feel free to criticize this chapter, as I'm doing myself right now! Thanxxxxxx again! :)