A/N Hello people! I'm back with a slightly longer chapter for you! I was ill the past two days, and I managed to break my own record in making teachers believe I'm weird.

Let me explain, if you don't want to know, enjoy the chapter!

I have a new English teacher (She's awesome. She's a fan of Sherlock. Not just the BBC series, but everything, like me) And we had a sort of reading test. We had to read a text from some British newspaper. And after five minutes we had to turn the paper around. When we did that, the teacher said we had to write down a summary, with as much information as we could remember. Well my weird brain, who remembers stuff like that very easily, but forgets other important stuff like my name, managed to remember almost every bit of information the text gave it. There where a lot if statistics in the text and I managed to remember the numbers, and the right one. So I basically rewrote everything I read in the five minutes before that... Teacher chose me to read the summary, and didn't believe I had the right numbers. She read the text and asked me to re-read the numbers I wrote down. Yes, I'm very weird. I'll shut up now.


Chapter 7.

May woke with a pounding feeling in her head. What happened? Then it all came back to her. She groaned and sat up. May brought her hand to her head, and noticed it was bandaged. Who did that? Her question was answered soon enough.

Light poured into the tent she was in. Amir walked in with a sack of water and some new bandages.

"Oh, hey. You're alive again." He said to her. May nodded and raised an eyebrow at the fresh bandages.

"What? They have you run around as nurse too now?" She asked him.

"No one else wanted to help you. You're not exactly making friends with that grumpy attitude." Amir shrugged. "Now sit still, I need to change that."

"How long was I out?" May asked while Amir was changing the bandages.

"About two days. Yusal said we leave as soon as you're up. Good luck with that." He turned May's head to the side and looked at the wound. "It's healing good, I believe. We'd have to keep that clean, so it won't get infected. If that happens, well we'll get to that if it happens."

"How do you know all this?" May asked.

"I wanted to be a doctor when I wasn't involved in all… this." Amir explained.

"Okay, wait did you say two days?" May asked him. Amir nodded and hummed in response. "What did I miss?"

"Not much. Camp's a bit tiled up due to those new prisoners. Some are really pissed because they lost a friend to those arrows. They've been acting out on those two. The knight's a drama queen. The two Skandians are looking for Toshak, who went ahead to Maashava. The girl's pretty much untouched." Amir explained.

"I feel like I'm forgetting something, or missing something." May said.

"Side effect. Yusal has a temper, if he loses it, he doesn't stop." Amir said. "And you're missing coffee." He grinned and handed her a cup.

"Much better." She sighed. They both drank in silence.

"How bad?" If they weren't in complete silence, Amir would have missed it.

"I'm sorry what?" He asked.

"How bad is it. I mean with the prisoners." She asked again.

"Why would you care?" He bluntly said.

"Because I knew them. I don't know how, but I do. I knew that knight. And those archers, who are actually rangers I believe. I know the Skandians, but I've never been to Skandia. The girl's familiar too, but I can't remember any of them. It's like walking in fog, and trying to see what's behind it." May told him.

"O-kay, I think I need to re-check that headwound." Amir said, he stretched out his arm to unwrap the new bandages, but May caught it before it reached her.

"This isn't a joke, I'm not crazy." She said to him. May put her now empty cup next to her and got off the bed. She ignored every attempt of Amir to keep her in the tent and went outside. She vaguely noticed she didn't wear her cloak, which she nearly always did, and looked around. She almost immediatly noticed the two large men in the middle, and carefully walked towards them.

They looked awful. Beat up and worn out. May bit her lip and turned around, hoping they wouldn't notice her.

"May?" It had been the tall ranger, the one she nearly killed. May closed her eyes and tensed at his voice. Her head hurt, where did she know him from.

"May, please just turn around." The ranger said.

"Gil, it's not going to work. She made it very clear she doesn't know you." The other one said. May inhaled sharply and turned around. She put on an emotionless face.

"What do you want?" She asked, angrier than she meant.

"For you to know me." May's eyes widened.

"I do, wait no I don't. I- who are you?" She stammered.

"Greensworth." Another voice barked. May turned around to see Yusal behind her. "Get over here. NOW!" He yelled at her. May bowed a little and walked to him.

"Don't let me ever catch you talking to those men again. If I do, you'll join them, after I give you something worse than a headache." Yusal raged against her. "Understood?"

"Understood." May said, not wanting to let Yusal lose his temper again.

"We're leaving." He shouted to the rest of the camp. He narrowed his eyes at May one last time before he left. May let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. Amir handed her her cloak, and she thanked him. She looked over her soulder to the six strangers, before she walked away while pulling on her cloak. She pulled up the hood, to cover her head.

She made her way to Hunter as quickly as she could. Without a word to anyone around her, she took his reins and rode off. Getting ahead of the group behind her.


Later, after they didn't stop at the midhour, because Yusal said May already wasted enough time, May was riding at the back of the group. A little behind the prisoners. She watched them, but didn't speak. May tried to recall where she knew them from, so far no luck.

"Well this is going to be fun." The tall ranger suddenly spoke, pulling May out of her thoughts. She heard that before. She knew she did, but where?


"This is going to be fun." Gilan said, and Will nodded. Horace offered May his hand and helped her get up.

"Thanks." She said to him.

"Last round." Said Will.

"Who ever wins, is the winner, but you both put up a good fight." Gilan said.

They both nodded and got back to their places across each other. May was holding two wooden knives, and Horace a wooden sword. Neither of the two was making any attacks. In the corner of her eye, May saw Will nearly losing his patience again. Quite funny. Then Horace attacked. Overhand swing. May dodged it and snuck around him. She used her knee to bring him to the ground, but with impressive speed and strength he turned around. Swinging his sword with him.

She can't block it, so May dropped to hands and feet. Horace stumbled because Horace's sword doesn't hit anything, and May saw her chance. She jumped up and hit him in his flank. He cringed, but regained his postition before she could do anything else.

"So you've learned." May said with a smirk.

"So have you I see, no more distractions from an impatient Will?" He said back. So he saw it too. Good. May charged at him and he jumped aside, exactly how May pictured it. She stopped, turned around and hit him on his fingers with her saxe knife. With a cry of pain he dropped his makeshift sword. He bended over to get it. That was a mistake. May quickly made her way behind him and pushed him to the ground. He fell, but rolled over and got back up.

Damn.

He picked up his sword in the proces. She's got to think of a plan. May looked behind him and saw a tree behind him. There where a few loose roots at the base of it. That'll do. she charged at him again, and just before she reached him, May stopped. She tried to hit him with her saxe knife again, and he stumbled backwards. May repeated this untill he's right in front of the tree. With one last attack he fell backwards and stumbled over the roots of the tree. He falls and May stands.

"May wins!" Shouted Will happily. May reached forward and offered Horace her hand.

"Still think I'm not capable of anything?" She asked him. He grabed her hand and May pulled him up.

"No you showed me more than once, you're capable." He said while blushing a little.

"Good, now never, not ever forget that." May turned around and walked back to Gilan and Will, who was jumping up and down from excitement.

"How did you do that with your knives, when Horace Swung his sword at you, and then you did something and you just blocked it, just like that. How?" He asked. May laughed.

"Ask him, he taught me." She said. "I heard something about twenty coffee beans Will?" May said with a wolfish grin. Wills face fell and he went to his saddle bag, no doubt to find the lost beans.

"I knew you could do it." Gilan said.


May shook her head and looked at the people in front of her. The tall ranger, who she still didn't know the name of. Had seen a guard coming towards them with a very angry expression. No doubt that he wanted to have some fun.

May scowled and looked away. So she had been travelling with them… Well with the tall ranger, the knight and some other guy. He wasn't here. Where was he then? May thought to herself. Is he dead? She wondered, he would be here if he wasn't. The missing boy was the same as the one she saw in her memory on the ship. At least he looked like him.

Who are all those people?


Finally it was time to stop for the night. May rushed to a place where she set up her tent in record time. It was near an oasis, so she got some water for Hunter, and for herself. She glanced at the prisoners, and noticed they didn't get any water. They haven't gotten any since she was awake.

May looked around to see if she saw Yusal. When she didn't, May got three water sacks, and filled them up. When all three where full, May sneaked towards the prisoners, making sure no one saw her. The long shadows of the sand dunes helped a lot with that. The biggest part of the camp was in the shadow of one.

When she got to the prisoners, she stepped out of the shadows, scaring four of them. Only the two rangers didn't move. She handed the water to the knight, the wakir and the skandians.

"Sorry, I only have four sacks." May softly said. "I still don't remember you, but no water in the desert is torture. Make sure they don't see you with it." She nodded to the thualaghi. May bit her lip and looked around again. When she saw no one looking at her, she looked at the two rangers.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"I'm Halt, and that's Gilan. You used to be a ranger like us. His apprentice to be exact." The short one said. The tall one, Gilan she presumed, just stared at her with a hurt expression.

"No, I've never been a ranger. They're from Auraluen, right? I've never been there." May quickly replied. "I couldn't have been."

May noticed a noise behind her, and saw Yusal. May growled lowly and quickly flew off as a raven. If she stayed any longer, she would have been caught. May flew up higher, and decided to fly around the area for a while.


"Oh, glorious water." Horace said after he drank some. He passed the sack to Evanlyn and sighed. When one of the water sacks got to Gilan, he declined it and passed it to Svengal.

"No, you've got to drink at least something." Svengal said to him.

"Not thirsty." Gilan shortly replied. With that he turned around and hid in his cloak.

"Gilan, stop it. Stop acting like this." Halt finally snapped. "Stop punishing yourself for something that wasn't your fault. Somehow, don't ask me how, the person who got a hold of her, altered her memories. Can't you see that. It's not your fault she doesn't remember you. She said she had never been to Auraluen, well she lived there. Two years with her family, and three with you. Someone played with her mind Gil, it's not May anymore. She's trapped in her own mind."

"But it is my fault. I got her kidnapped to Hallasholm, where she got tortured, I didn't do anything when I noticed something was wrong with her. I was too happy she was back again. I didn't follow her when she ran away. I didn't look for her. I just gave up. Everything is my fault. And I-" His sentence was cut short by a stinging feeling in his face.

Evanlyn had calmly stood up a few moments ago, walked to him, and smacked him across his face.

"Would you please stop rambling. Seriously, you're worse than Will." She calmly said to him. "I'm about to tell you something I swore I wouldn't ever tell to anyone. You in particular." Evanlyn sat down, still as calm as she was and started talking.

"When I was hiding in the mountains with Will, when he was addicted to warmweed, May would visit to see if we where okay. She'd bring some food with her, or some warmweed, if we ran out. We'd usually talk, about what was going on in Hallasholm, and very rarely news about home when she picked that up." Evanlyn explained.

"One time we talked about you." She pointed to Gilan, who raised his eyebrows. "Yes you, she was head over heels for you, what did you expect."


"Can I ask you something May?" Evanlyn asked. The two of them sat outside the cabin surrounded by snow. They both had a nice hot cup of coffee. Well May had coffee, Evanlyn had hot chocolate.

"Sure." The older girl said. "You can always ask, if I answer is something else." She grinned at evanlyn, who childishly stuck her tongue out to May. The two teens laughed together after that.

"Do you love Gilan?" Evanlyn asked after they both stopped laughing. May froze and carefully sipped her coffee.

"Why do you ask?" May asked in return after a short silence.

"Because I could see he loves you in Celtica. I was wondering if you did too." She shrugged. "Hey, no avoiding my question."

"Fine, yes I do love him." May turned red and looked away. "I was affraid to admit it, because everyone I love dies." She nearly whispered the last part.

"Wait, die? What made you think that." Evanlyn asked her.

"I lost everyone so far I cared about. My parents, my brother, my friends. They all die, and most of those times it's because of me. Or because of what we are." May explained. "I just don't want to lose him, ever. If I don't get home in time, I'm affraid that I will."

"Well he's an idiot to let go of someone like you if you ask me." Evanlyn grinned. May smiled back, but her face fell soon after that.

"If I know Gilan, which I think I do, he'll probably blame himself for everything. That's why I don't blame him. There was nothing he could do about it. He chose right to ride back to Auraluen, and Will chose right to chase the Wargals. We had some bad luck at the bridge, but that's it. If there's anyone to blame it's me, I made a mistake at the bridge and I wasn't fast enough." May explained.

"He shouldn't blame himself, and you shouldn't blame yourself either, without you Will and I hadn't even made it to this cabin. You didn't make a mistake on the bridge, there's nothing you could have done to save us." Evanlyn said.

"Thanks." Was everything May could say. "If you ever tell Gilan about this, I will kill you." She later added with no signs that she didn't mean it.


Evanlyn finished her story and looked directly at Gilan. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. He noticed the red substance on his hand, but wiped it off. Gilan knew it was a small cut, and that it wasn't very serious.

"Did she really-?" He asked. Evanlyn nodded and Gilan sighed again.

"You do know May's going to kill you if she finds out you told him, right?" Horace eventually spoke up. Evanlyn glared at him, and he shrugged. "Just saying."

A/N I hope you liked it! I'm going to reply to reviews now, and then I'm off to get Cheshire. My cat \(^-^)/

Guest: I thought so too, but the kitten's striped like Cheshire, so I chose that name. Thanks for your review. I'm excited for the rest of this story too. Especially when they're in Maashava. *Grins evilly* What will happen there... mwuhahahahahaha...

(Sorry for that, the evil author part of myself escaped it's cage. I should fix that...)

Guest(Seth): Well thank you. It does make sense. A lot actually, but then it would turn out like this:

May walked to the entrance of the tent and shoved the flappy thingy, the fabric thing that blocks the exit, or serves as a door, aside.

Not a good idea, I think. It did help me a little, when I knew the word I wanted to use. Thanks for that!

Something like me: It's not wrong at all. It means you have an evil side too. :D That's great. I was grinning when I wrote that part.

Review! It makes me happy!