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I awoke to the swaying of the boat. Groaning, I dragged myself out of bed. I was getting pretty used to waking up with a pounding headache. Damn, I thought. Hanging out with this chick is seriously hurting my health. Struggling to maintain my balance, I grabbed on to the bookshelves of the cabin, trying desperately to keep myself on my feet.

Suddenly, I felt a tugging in my stomach. I rushed outside to the main deck, sunlight flooding my vision. I bent over the rail, graciously gifting the contents of my stomach to the sea. I felt a patting on my back. "Ugh." I groaned.

"Looks like you had a rough awakening." said Elsa's comforting voice.

My throat was raspy as I tried to reply. "You don't know the half of it." And I was right. I still didn't want her to know about my missions with the I told her, I would completely giving up on my human side. Plus, I didn't want her to look at me as a killer. But resisting that assassination assignment was going to cost me. I'd have to make sure that He doesn't go after Elsa. She was all that mattered. After I had successfully emptied my insides, I asked, "How long was I out?"

"Just a couple of hours." she replied.

I stood up straight and stretched from my 'nap'. "I've gotta stop doing this."

I felt her hands on the back of my neck. They were surprisingly cool, despite the sun baking down on us. Heat radiated off of my body. I looked down. She had wrapped her arms around my neck and was looking up at me. She smiled. "I'm just glad you're alright." Her big blue eyes were impossible to not to stare into. Catching myself before I became too entranced with her, I looked off into the distance and shrugged her off of me.

"I can't do this." I said, walking to the railing, placing my hands on the rough, wooden beam. I could feel the splinters in the wood as I ran my palms across the rail.

Elsa had stayed where she was; I could tell that she wasn't happy. I looked back, surprised to not see a sad expression, but more of an angered one. She furrowed her eyebrow, looking at me intently. "Why not? You can't be alone forever. You've lost everyone close to you. You can't keep running for the rest of your life."

I leaned up against the railing, breaking my eye contact with her. I peered over the glistening water, the sun reflecting off of it like a million different fires on the water. "It's safer that way." I replied. "There's a reason that I lose everyone close to me." I turned back to her. "Because anyone whoever gets near me either dies or betrays me."

She looked hurt once I said the word 'betray'. She walked over to me, leaning up to the railing to my left. She looked over the water too. "You don't have to protect me, you know. I'm a big girl. A big girl with ice powers nonetheless." She extended her index finger upward and produced a foot-long icicle. She grabbed it, and threw it across the ocean's surface. Once it had plunged under, it left a trail of frozen seawater in it's wake.

I watched the ice melt in the warm water as we passed by on the sloop. I turned away from the view and adjusted the rigging, making sure it was tight. "I know I don't have to protect you, but…"

"Yes…?" Her big blue eyes were pleading for answers.

I wanted to tell her how I felt, but it was too hard. I couldn't let her in close. If I did, she'd be on the next kill-list for the Deal Maker. And that would be worse then having her mad at me.

"Nothing. I'm going up for a look." I vaulted myself over the side of the railing, and just before I reached the menacing water, I ignited my legs and jetted myself upwards. I skillfully landed right in the crow's nest. I perched on the main spar, overlooking the ship and all it's surrounding ocean. I didn't really want to go and take a look around, I was just trying to escape the conversation. I needed to think what my priorities were.

Shifting positions, I laid down lengthwise on the spar, dangling my arms and legs freely. My eyes were fixed on the low-hanging sun on the horizon, it's light consuming the sloop and reflecting off of the water, making it look like we were sailing on a sea of shimmering gold. I sighed. I hated not being honest with people, especially Elsa. Although I had only known her for a small fraction of my life, I could feel our connection getting stronger. But maybe it was getting too strong. Once I start to care for someone, I always am deserted, in one way or the other. My mother, my father, my sibling, all either dead or deserted. The only being that had really ever stuck with me through my entire life was the Deal Maker, and that's only because he had my soul. Of course, he was the reason my life sucked in the first place. His 'gifts' that he had bestowed on me killed my mother, and turned my entire people against me. I could feel the burning anger, heating up in the pit of my stomach.

But, before I could get any angrier at how He had made my life Hell, I heard the cracking of ice behind me. I looked back. Elsa had shot herself up near me by the beam. She hopped off of the ice pillar that she had made, and it instantly melted back down to the deck. The water sloshed back into the ocean. I sat up, finding the correct balance between my thighs and butt so I wouldn't fall forty feet down to another world of pain. Once we had got settled, we just sat there for a while, peering out to where the sea ended and the sky began.

Then, Elsa spoke. "Jeram, I know."

I turned to her. The golden glow of the sunset had washed over her face, with an understanding expression on it. "What do you mean?" I asked. My heart was racing and head was pounding. My mind was going a million miles a minute. What could she possibly know? How could she have found out? Did she know I was a killer?

She breathed in and out heavily. I could hear the shakiness in her breath. She was as nervous about this as I was. "About everything. About the assassinations, the things with the Deal Maker, everything."

You know that feeling you get in your stomach when you know that you're really, really screwed? Well, that's exactly how I felt right then. My head started spinning. That was exactly what I didn't want her to know. I put my hand to my temple. "Oh God Elsa, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I just didn't know how, and was scared how you might react, and-"

"Shhh." She cut me off and put her small, slender finger to my lips. "It's okay." She said with sympathy. She smiled reassuringly, trying to keep me calm. "I know you didn't do it willingly."

I breathed a heavy sigh of relief. I looked at her for a good long while, her baby blues shining brilliantly in the sun. I felt a smile on my face, but quickly whisked it away and looked forward once I remembered her last sentence. The word 'willingly'. Of course, I resisted when it came to Caster, because he was a good man. But I can't deny, once I had slit the throat of Hans, and felt the warm trickle of blood on my hands, it felt good. It felt good to end a life. And I hungered for it. Everyday since then, I couldn't stop thinking about it. I wasn't just satisfied, I was proud of myself. To end something that could bring so much pain, it was worth it. I just hoped that was the justice talking, and not something locked away deep inside of me. I hoped that it wasn't my true nature as a demon.

Elsa saw my troubled expression. "What's wrong?" She put her petite hand on my shoulder.

I was about to make up an excuse to not tell what I had just thought about, when something off in the distance caught my eye. I cupped my hands around my eyes, trying to block out the sunlight. After a few minutes of gazing, I finally made out what these forms were. There was at least two dozen of them, ominously raging towards us. They were the royal fleet of the Southern Isles. Each one at least tripled the size of our ship, with enough cannons to sink us in one round. "Look at that," I said to her, ending our previous conversation. I pointed to the direction of the ships.

She squinted against the rich light that came from the sun, and saw the fleet. I saw her eyebrows raise up in surprise. "Well that was fast." She said concisely. We jumped off the spar together like we had planned it. Elsa thrust down her hand and conjured some snow beneath us. After we had landed, she made it melt away quickly. I ignited my skin for a brief moment to get all the snow off that had stuck to me. I shook the water out of my hair and grabbed each of our staffs from the cabin. I handed the white and blue staff (I'm guessing it's for ice) to Elsa.

"Showtime." I said with a smile. It was time to kill again.