AN: Okay I'll be honest I haven't written a sentence with Alfea, Bloom or Jade in it for roughly two months, today was the first, the chapter that I put up yesterday was done before my little break… and I don't know when I will write their names again, this chapter was really difficult and it isn't really all that good, because I haven't even thought about those characters in awhile. So I apologize again, I'll post the first chapter of my novel at the bottom of this short chapter and I'll try and update.

Bloom smiled as she walked back through the halls of Alfea, the summer had been great, and she had spent most of it with Sky, "Hi Stella," she said in a happy voice as she greeted her friend.

Stella turned and smiled upon seeing her friend, "Bloom, you look good," she said eyeing Bloom's outfit. "Have you seen the others yet?" she asked.

"No, but Flora called me like everyday as did Tecna I haven't heard from Musa though since the beginning of summer."

"I know, I haven't heard from Timmy either," Stella said, "Flora," she screamed to her as she waved the girl over. "Have you seen Tecna?" she asked.

"Yeah she met Timmy outside he just came back last night," Flora said.

"Well what about Musa?" Bloom asked.

"I haven't seen her, or heard from her; the last time she called me was when she was getting ready to go to a party with Kage."

"I knew that he couldn't be trusted, what if she's dead in a ditch somewhere?" Bloom said her mind running away from her.

"Maybe Jade knows something, has anyone seen her?" Stella asked.

"Jade's in a bad mood, according to Timmy she won the tournament and has been moody ever since she won," Flora pointed out.

"So, not knowing what happened to one of my friends makes me moody," Stella said, with a determined smile, as she headed to what was once Trix territory.

Jade sighed as she sat on the steps as she sat on the steps, she had big plans for this school year, all she needed were for her two friends to show up, and then she could immediately set her plans into motion. The summer had been good to her, she had managed to push all thoughts of Ascot out of her mind, she had even managed to kiss someone this summer, she had went after this person with determination until she finally gotten what she had wanted. She smiled at the memory of the kiss, it had been nice and different from the ones she had before. She frowned slightly as she saw Stella walking up to her.

"Where's Musa?" she demanded.

Jade shrugged, she hadn't seen Musa all summer nor had she received a phone call, "She's your friend, now will you please get of my territory, before I have you forcibly removed."

"She's your friend to you know," Bloom said, and Jade's frown deepened.

"I haven't seen her since the graduation, I just came back late last night, now if you'll excuse me I have some people to greet," Jade said pushing the girls out of her way, and running up towards two females who were walking up to her, she threw her arms around the taller one in an embrace.

"Well, Jade hasn't seen her…" Flora trailed off as she finally saw Musa who had been trailing behind the two girls. Even Jade's mouth was open as she finally saw Musa.

Musa looked at them, her hair that had always been up in pigtails was now down, and she was wearing a Slipknot t-shirt, with matching black pants, on her neck was the same black choker that Jade had at home. Her eyebrow had been pierced as had her lip, her combat boots were very similar to Jades.

And Jade said it first causing everyone in the vicinity to turn around, "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?" She asked her eyes wide.

"Hello Jade," Musa replied her face void of emotion.

And this is the first chapter of my novel which currently is without title...

Tamhormaton Losah, also known as Tam, sighed as he flipped through the news channels. It had been eight years since King Zunas and Queen Alania had been assassinated, their heir had disappeared. He knew for a fact that she was still alive; in fact many people were aware that the heir was still alive. However, the fact that the heir was still alive hadn't stopped the Sylindrians or the Drakians from trying to take over Alanda. The only reason they hadn't succeeded was because Alandian's still fought back. They still wanted to return the heir to her throne. Being part elf, from her mother's side, and part human, from her father's side, she was everything they could have wished for. True there were many half elves and humans, but for a country that had been ruled by human's for centuries, it was finally coming to pass that Elves would have they're say in the government. They would no longer be treated as sub-human. Of course not everyone liked the idea of a half elf, half human ruling them, but it was better than having the Sylindrian emperor, or the Drakian queen ruling over them. Even though the fighting had come to a lull for the past two years the Alandian's were still on edge.

Tam switched of the television and gave another audible sigh as he pulled himself of the run down sofa, listening carefully for the other inhabitants of the run down house. Hearing the whispered voices coming from the kitchen he made his way their, stopping at the doorway he looked at the two people sitting around the table. Tara a human like him, the only difference was she was a sorceress, with white hair and steely grey eyes. Sitting across from her was Ifel, unlike most of the people from Alanda he was a fae, his pale purple skin and orange hair were common for many Zerainikelians. Tam coughed slightly alerting them of his presence, and the two of them looked up at him.

"She's been gone for a few days now Tam, aren't you worried?" Ifel blurted out, his face creased with worry.

"Does she have Endling with her?" Tam asked Ifel, who nodded in reply. "Then she'll be fine, Endling won't let anything happen to her. Besides she's been gone longer than this before, and you know she hates it when we worry, so calm down," Tam said heading towards the fridge.

"Oreon's been calling to her," Tara finally spoke up causing Tamhormaton to wheel around.

"Oreon's been calling to her, you mean the Oreon?" Tam asked his eyes wide with fear, "The class one assassin?" Tara nodded solemnly, and Tam, gave a frustrated growl, "You don't think she actually went after him do you? She's not stupid or suicidal for that matter," Tam said panic now evident in his voice.

Tara sighed, "Stupid no, but when someone starts calling out to you magically, you don't really have much of a choice, their voice remains emblazed in your head until you respond, it'll either drive you insane or kill you depending on just how weak your mind is. She lasted longer than most however," Tara added as an afterthought. "A full month, that's how long he was in her head."

"If it was any other assassin I wouldn't have worried, but Oreon he has a 100 percent success rate, no ones ever escaped him before," Ifel put in.

"She doesn't have a chance, what are we going to tell the Elders? We were supposed to protect her, they'll kill us," Tam said, his voice rising in panic.'

Tara steel grey eyes began to glow gently, causing both Tam and Ifel to look at her with worry. They knew what visions did to her. It was full minute before her eyes dulled down, and she slumped down in her chair.

"What did you see?" Ifel asked her, as Tam poured the girl a drink.

"It wasn't a vision, she contacted me just now, which means she's alive but she's been injured, she's on her way back right now, Ifel go and set up a clean bed and get the first aid kit out," she ordered getting up.

"Does that mean Oreon's dead?" Tam suddenly asked, causing the two to look at him, the same question running through their minds, "If she managed to kill him, that would mean she's a class one fighter, which means her Elvin powers have kicked in."

"Even if she didn't kill Oreon she survived didn't she, either way she's still a class one fighter. And if her powers did kick in, then the Elders would be pleased with us," Tara said, looking at Ifel, who ran out the room.

Tara turned and began to walk towards the door, leading to the street; she could hear the dragon's huge wings flapping as it descended towards the house. Dragons themselves were an ordinary thing in Alanda as they were usually domesticated beasts. These days most dragons were used for the Alandian army, or for dragon racing. By the time she had reached the door, the dragon was gone, he had landed gracefully and gone back to the stables, she had trained it well. Tara looked at the figure standing at the doorway, cold rain drops splashing onto her body as the wind blew them towards her.

As she blinked back the cold rain, two arms slammed across her shoulders and she felt a weight slam into her. Tara fell backwards, crying out in shock, as she fell against the floor of the corridor, the person in her arms shivering uncontrollably.

Wiping the cold rain from her eyes and kicking the door shut with her foot, she focused on the person that clung to her. The tan skin and blonde hair made her heart lurch and as she stared into the face of the woman she had promised to protect, she gasped, running a hesitant hand across the face.

"Phoenix…" Her hand paused at the blood on her face and Tara blinked and began to panic slightly. "No… no!"

Phoenix groaned and slid away from her, shakily slamming against the wall as she did so. Tara could only stare at her charge. Her body was soaked, hair… dripping wet as she shivered uncontrollably. Phoenix was almost nude, covered only in what remained of her normal tank top and cargo pants which were slashed and stained with blood across what little remained.

"Phoenix…" Tam echoed as he stared at his charge concern on his features.

The skin under the scrap was covered in red blood, bright slashes of scarlet covering the tan skin that was, now, so pale she could see the bones and red veins under it. Suddenly, Tara's eyes widened in horror, there was a blade sticking out of Phoenix's shoulder! The bright red blood leaking from it splashed onto the wooden floor quietly.

Tara cried out, her hand flicking out to tenderly grip the blade. As Phoenix smiled, bloodlessly, Tara cradled her, even more shocked as the young woman winced and collapsed into her grip. "Phoenix… oh god! What happened to you?"

"If you only saw the other guy," Phoenix whispered, exhaustion overtaking her and she felt the world spin. Her eyes fixed onto the pool of blood under her and then to the drips flowing across Tara's soft skin. "Oh… damn, blood never comes out of wood… sorry about that."

Smiling, Phoenix collapsed into Tara's arms, her body shutting down as it realized that it was safe.

The sorceress shivered, her eyes fixed on the steel blade sticking out of Phoenix's shoulder, and then her eyes widened as she realized Phoenix's leg was broken, and looking at the odd angle of her shoulder her arm was probably dislocated. Clasping the unconscious woman, Tara took a deep ragged breath. Live! Oh god, please live! She thought to herself as Tam helped pull her up.

"I know that Ifel's a pretty good healer, but I think she actually needs medical attention," Tam said slipping his arms under Phoenix's legs and carrying her upstairs.

"I know, but right now we should stop the bleeding and Ifel can keep her from entering into shock. As for the sword, we'll let professionals handle that, the good news is that since she's part elf she should be up on her feet within two weeks at the most. Well that's if she survives this," Tara babbled as they made their way to the makeshift infirmary laying her across a table.

Ifel stared at the girl and then at his friends, "Tara I need a warming spell, she's already going into shock and the cold rain water will probably kill her if we're not careful," Tara nodded and began to chant the words to the spell, as Ifel ran his glowing hands over her body, wincing slightly at low blood pressure and temperature readings. "Remember it has to be warm not hot," he called out and Tara immediately changed the words to the spell. Ifel stared at the blade sticking out of her shoulder, if he tried to remove that he might hit a major artery, he growled and looked at her leg he could splint that at least. Grabbing some splints he looked at the girl who had begun to stir.

Though she wasn't truly awake she still wanted to scream in absolute pain, everything hurt. She gave an audible moan which caused all three of them to look at her with worry in their faces.

"Tara put her to sleep, we need to get her to the closest hospital," Tam said, taking charge of the situation.

"I—I h—hate h—h—hospitals," Phoenix managed to get out before she passed out again.

"Who cares? Your life is important, and we have to protect it," Tam told her even though she was unconscious. Turning to Ifel, "Would she survive a magical transport?" he asked.

Ifel gritted his teeth, "We don't have a choice in the matter anymore, and she needs to get to a hospital. Tara can you transport us to the closest hospital carefully, we shouldn't jostle her body anymore."

Tara nodded and she began to chant, as a huge white circle appeared behind Ifel, who smiled gratefully. Finishing her chant, Tara looked at the portal and turned to them, "Carry the table gently through the portal and you'll end up directly in the hospital lobby." The two males followed her orders to the key as the slowly walked through the portal. Once Ifel had disappeared Tara quickly entered the portal closing it behind her.

Upon placing the table down Tamhormaton wheeled around ignoring the startled looks on the faces of the outpatients. "We have an emergency," he said quickly to the nurse on duty.

"Some of these people have been waiting here for hours, I'm sure your emergency can wait," the nurse replied calmly not seeing Phoenix from where she sat.

"She has a frigging sword in her shoulder, and she's about to go into shock," Ifel said exploding.

The nurse turned to look at Ifel, a look of distrust flashed across her face, "Couldn't you heal her?"

Ifel's eyes flashed in anger, but he held his tongue, and looked at Tam who had now taken up Phoenix's hand in his. Tara stood up, "Please, can you do something, Alanda can't afford to lose a dragon rider, and a healthy person who could fight in the war," she said in a soft voice.

"Wait she's a dragon rider, is that Phoenix?" one Alandian boy asked Tam excitedly, who nodded his head slowly.

The nurse got up and looked at Phoenix, a look of worry on her face, "What happened to her?" she asked them.

"She had a small run in with some thugs, now will you please see her," Tamhormaton lied with ease.

"You might want to bring the table you," the nurse said as she began to walk down the hall and called attention to a healer.