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They had walked back to Zydien's home soon after they stood from the pond's waters. Scai sat with a knit brow, her mind troubled, as she reapplied bandages to Zydien's arms. The human winced and breathed deeply, her arms were mostly healed but tender to the touch.
"Done," Scai spoke tenderly, and then took Zydien's jaw in her hand to kiss her softly.
"Thank you," Zydien sighed, gingerly rubbing her wrists.
"That ...didn't happen." Scai's voice was low.
"W..what?" the human peered questioningly at the deathknight, "What do you mean?"
"It did not happen, Zydien," she answered, "It is best for you to forget."
"Forget?" she cried, but Scai's hand reached up to quiet her lips.
"You wont understand now." The deathknight's eyes were sorrow filled orbs as she slowly pulled Zydien into a gentle embrace.
Zydien remained quiet, her mind struck with panic. What had come over Scai? Why did she suddenly wish to reduce their relationship to a callous acquaintance? It was what the shadow had said, she had proven it right. It took so little effort for her to melt with Scai's touches. She had given in so easily to the deathknight; she must think Zydien was a whore. Who would want someone like that as their lover?
"Please, go." The human's eyes began to burn as tears glided down her cheeks.
"But you don't under-"
"GO! Please Scai, save me from this and just leave. I need to be alone." Her voice was low, and she turned her face from Scai's eyes.
The deathknight stood without a word and left the human to her thoughts.
It wasn't long before Trianna arrived to check upon her niece. Zydien was lying down in bed as she stared outside, past her balcony to the river. Trianna sat down lightly and pulled the human's hair behind her ear.
"Oh, what is this, child?" Trianna asked in concern as her hand grazed a bite mark upon the girl's neck.
"I.. don't know." She lied as she stared down, avoiding the elf's eyes.
"You spoke of knowing the deathknight, but I wondered why only an acquaintance would stay for so long by your side. However, I do believe it makes much more sense that you two are lovers." Trianna giggled softly, bringing Zydien's hair back down over the mark.
"We are not lovers." Zydien spat darkly, turning her face back to the scenery.
Trianna sat in shock for a moment at her fierce change in mood, but sighed softly. The elf sat for a moment, pondering the role the deathknight played in her niece's life. Her eyes drifted to the river, an elf was pushing a small wood boat against its low current.
"How are you feeling?" She spoke softly, pulling the sheet down to inspect her bandaged arms.
"My legs are still weak and my arms tender, but I am feeling well." Zydien answered quietly.
Trianna bent low to Zydien, her lips inches from her ear to whisper, "If she hurt you I will have her killed."
Zydien leaned back away from her aunt in surprise, her face tossed in the elf's direction.
"She did no such thing, Trianna, please, don't you ever hurt her," Zydien spoke quickly, her hand grasping the elf's but she quickly released it with a wince.
"Be it as it may…" the elf replied, "If she did, I will find out."
"She did nothing I did not wish her to." The human whispered, embarrassed.
"Even so, I did not wait by your side, weeks on end, caring for you only for that draenei to attack you," Trianna sighed, grabbing a bowl of herbs from Zydien's nightstand.
"…The three of you just sat by my side and waited for me to awaken?" Zydien asked, shamed that she had caused so much trouble.
"Anadyia and I, yes, but Scai traveled to Stormwind to see what the high priestess could do to help you." Trianna answered, "But the priestess was useless. She only told Scai to wait for you to wake up."
"That was all she spoke of?" Zydien asked, confused.
"That and.. you would be ..different." The elf answered, grinding the herbs in the bowl into a liquid.
"Different how?" the human asked, wondering if the elf was speaking of the shadow.
"That you now have a much… darker prescience within your mind, and I know of little else, you would have to ask Scai."
"I see.." Zydien sighed.
"Stuck with me forever, ey?"
Zydien gasped and spun her head from side to side, searching for the shadow. Her surroundings were bright and void of anything suspicious, but still she searched. She stood and groaned as her aching legs held her up.
"What?" Trianna asked, alarmed, "What is it, child?"
"Nothing.." she spoke low, her eyes still searching for the form.
"Trianna already suspects you're 'different', why prove her right with acting like a fool?"
Zydien halted, her breathing slowed. Trianna stared at the human with concern, and walked to the girl. The elf's hands cautiously laid upon the girls shoulders.
"Please, sit, Zydien, "Trianna's voice was soft, the voice you used when speaking to a scared child.
"I am fine," Zydien snapped, "I just..thought I heard something is all."
"Oh yes, that's right. Give her exactly what she needs to suspect the loss of your mind."
"Do you not hear that?" Zydien asked, her eyes alight with fear, "why can't you hear that?"
The shadow laughed wickedly inside Zydien's head before it dissipated.
"I do not hear a thing, child." Trianna replied, pulling Zydien to the bed, "Are you alright?"
"Yes, I am well," the human whispered, returning her distant stare upon the river.
Trianna pursed her lips together in worry as she ran her delicate fingers through the girl's hair. Thoughts plagued the elf, but she still sat by the human, waiting for any other strange occurrences. Time passed slowly in the silence, but soon the sky shone that of the vibrant orange of sunset. Zydien lay down against her feather filled pillow and before long she was asleep. Trianna remained, her eyes peering down at the human girl, worry drawn over her face.
"Good night, dear child," she whispered.
Days had passed, and her strength grew each day. Before long, she had begun to miss Scai with each lonely day. The deathknight had stayed away at the inn, just down the street from Zydien's home. Trianna had not left her side, though the human believed it was because of her outburst from earlier that week. The elf had begun to doubt Zydien's sanity, and the human was beginning to wonder as well.
Zydien was walking toward the robe shop, attempting to buy a thank you gift for her dear friend, Trianna. A new type of robe had arrived at Anadyia's shop and when she laid eyes on it she knew it was meant for the elf. However, as she walked through the warrior's terrace she noticed Scai practicing on one of the many dummies.
"Zydien-" Scai called as she slammed her muscled leg into the dummies head, "This place has made me soft."
"How do you come to that conclusion?" Zydien grinned, standing back far enough so Scai's wild swings wouldn't touch her.
"I haven't-" she gasped as her wrapped fist planted hard in the dummies gut, "had a real fight. The brawl with Jaxon and his fellows was hardly a fair match."
"You fought Jaxon?" Zydien gasped in alarm.
"Aye," Scai grunted as she slammed her knee repeatedly into the dummies stuffed belly, "Like I said, it was hardly fair, let alone worth mentioning."
"But what happened?" the girl asked, aware of the sweat rolling down the deathknight's chest.
"He insulted you," she swung her leg up to the dummies head and it knocked off of its shoulders, "What else should I have done?"
"Oh," Zydien blushed, and the head of the dummy rolled off to her right, "…You seem to have broken it."
"It might be the third one to end up with a similar fate," Scai snorted.
Suddenly the deathknight's fist sped towards Zydien's face and the human girl cried out in surprise before it halted an inch from making contact.
"Let us duel," Scai grinned, and her fist unwounded and her fingers glided down Zydien's jaw.
"But I need to-" but before she could finish Scai pounced upon Zydien, holding her arms down on the ground.
"Fight me," Scai laughed, jumping back up, her back tense and her fists ready.
"As if I could be a match for you!" Zydien cried with laughter, but stood nonetheless.
"We'll see." Scai bounced around her, tossing punches at Zydien while the human continuously tried to avoid them by backing up.
"I hope-" Scai gasped while she tossed her leg up, her foot inches from contacting the side of the girl's head, "-you know I am not even trying."
"Be ready," the human grinned, and her fist flew up and slammed Scai's jaw.
"Well," the deathknight laughed, her hand adjusting her jaw, "That felt good, love."
"Not so much for me," the girl grunted, holding her hand to her chest.
"Toughen up," the draenei chided, her stance returning to that of fierce combat, "You must if you want to be with me."
"Alright then," Zydien growled, her pose matching that of Scai's.
Scai shot forward, her hand grasping Zydien's robe. The girl gasped, jumping back before Scai's knee could reach her stomach. Her robe tore, leaving the sleeve dangling. Zydien reared back and thrust her whole body against Scai, the human's arm slamming into the crook of Scai's shoulder. Scai grunted and wrapped her arms tightly around the priest, but Zydien put her knee to Scai's chest, forcing the two apart. The human landed inches away on the ground, her heart pounding. But Scai still stood, unfazed by their wrestling. The human's anger grew and she catapulted against the deathknight, her shoulder hitting her abdomen. Scai landed with a thump and she quickly tossed Zydien to the side with a laugh. The draenei mounted her hips and grasped the girl's wrists.
"Don't leave yourself so vulnerable," she laughed, "If you wish to knock your opponent down be sure you remain standing."
"I don't want a lesson," the girl growled, writhing from the deathknight's hands and landed another punch to the side of her face.
"Easy now," Scai huffed, "If you want to make this a bit more serious I could, but I do not wish to hurt you."
"Do what you must," she grunted, placing her hands on the draenei's sides and pushed with all her force against her.
Scai fell back but was quick to her feet, and so was Zydien. Scai's tensed hand taunted the human forward with a smile, and she was quick to jump at the deathknight. However, the draenei sidestepped, and the human landed on the ground. Scai's hands were rough as she took the human's hips and jerked her upright and pushed her forward. The human stumbled and turned back, her eyes of fire. Scai halted her movements when she noticed Zydien's left eye was somehow different.
Before she could inspect any further Zydien tore her robe at her knees and jerked the hanging sleeve away. Scai cried out as she ran forward, her hands landing on Zydien's shoulders before she flipped over the human. As her foot hit the ground her other swung low, but the human jumped, barely missing the deathknight's attempt to down her. Zydien jogged forward, leaving the shocked being behind. Scai ran forward, grasping the human's hands behind her back. Zydien snarled and slammed her head back, crashing into Scai's forehead. The deathknight cried out and paced back, her hand cradling her head. Scai began to believe this play fight was turning into something much more violent. Zydien ran forward, attempting to slam her fist full on into Scai's nose, but the deathknight caught her fist. The draenei collapsed her hand around the girl's tightened hand and she kissed her wrist. Zydien narrowed her eyes and jerked away, swiftly moving her leg up and again Scai caught it. She tossed the human to the ground, and rushed at her. Scai was about to land upon the girl when suddenly Zydien evaporated into shadowy abyssal matter.
"What -" Scai called, rushing to her feet and her eyes began searching for Zydien.
"I am right here," Zydien reappeared, her voice a hoarse whisper.
Scai stared at the shadow form of the human, but not another moment passed before the shadow walked forward. Scai took a step back.
"What's wrong?" the shadow mocked concern in her voice, but her dark face warped into a wicked grin, "Nothing to fear."
Scai's eyes narrowed as her mind raced as to how this shadow suddenly became forefront. And she thought of how to return it back to its prison.
"Pain," it hissed, causing Scai to cry out and grasp her head.
The shadow giggled fiendishly as the deathknight's eyes were filled with hate. Ignoring the pain, the draenei rushed forward, catching the shadow by surprise. Her fists landed on the shadows face, the form falling to the ground. Scai ran forward, about to thrust her other fist but the shadow was up and casting some spell.
"Mind if I invite a friend to our play?" It giggled, a shadowy demon appearing from nothing.
It growled and attacked Scai, its tentacle legs writing with each movement. Scai kicked repeatedly, but its teeth sunk into her leg, causing her to cry out. Scai jumped back but it followed her, she growled and kicked again. It's snapping jowls growing closer each time. She brought her elbow down against the beast's skull, causing a horrific crack to cut the air. It grunted and fell to the earth, its saliva coating the grass at its mouth.
"Hardly a way to treat friends." The shadow growled, casting another spell, "Mind Blast.."
Scai gasped and her ears rang in piercing reverbirations, her heart thudded in her chest, nearly escaping.
"Damn you!" the draenei growled, her hands rushing to the shadow's throat.
"DON'T YOU TOUCH ME!" it roared, slamming its fingers against the deathknight's skull.
Scai screamed in agony, her legs buckling from beneath her. Her breath escaped her lungs and she continued to gasp, but she could not breathe in any air. Her hand went to her throat, and finally air was pulled between her greedy lips.
"You may touch my light side, the ignorant whore, but you will never touch me, you filth," it whispered hatefully, and then struck the deathknight with the back of her hand.
Scai slowly turned her head back to face the being; her lips were pulled back in a snarl with her teeth grit hard. Scai stood from her knees, only a foot away from the shadow and it only glared at her.
"Strike me again." Scai spoke heatedly; hands grasped tightly, her nails digging into her skin.
"I was not aware you enjoyed such a beating," the shadow laughed, "I wonder if my light form knows of your desires, but better yet, I will have much more satisfaction with it than she ever could."
The shadow's hand thrashed out again, but Scai was ready as she took it and turned. The form cried out in fear as she flew over Scai's shoulder and hit the ground with a hard thud. Scai's foot crushed down on her ribcage and she still held the shadow's hand, twisted in a terrible fashion.
"You will hurt her, you stupid brute," the shadow hissed, "Stop it!"
"Release her!" Scai yelled, twisting her arm further.
The shadow screamed, and spat up at the deathknight. The dark shadow beneath her began to lighten, and soon it dissipated from Zydien's form. Zydien's eyes shot open in alarm as she yelled in pain, trying to pull her arm from Scai's grasp.
"Forgive me," Scai spoke brokenly, releasing the human gently and dropping to her knees.
"What happened?" Zydien cried, her eyes welling over with tears, "I..I can't remember anything!"
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