Thankyou to my annoying sister who beta-ed the chapter for me! And my loyal friend RGNN and all my reviewers! 195 reviews! *hearts in eyes*

And dis first part, my fair readers, iz going to be in Dusky's point of view! Pleaze enjoi! (spelling mistakes are intentional!)

I woke up drearily. Jeb's training schedule was so hard.

Wind had told me that Jeb hadn't been appearing in her dreams for awhile. Huh. That's because he was going into mine. Because a particular someone had made me Her Highness's freaking bodyguard, who also needed to be a general and the head of the royal family's personal guards. Did I mention I was slightly annoyed at that fact?

And so, I needed some "basic" training to survive in the pack of wolves that would be the rest of the guards. And since I didn't have any elemental powers, I needed to be stronger than them in other means.

Which meant (to Jeb, not me) doing PHYSICAL TRAINING. And skills of course. Like martial arts, and all that hojo.

And did I mention the wonderful honour that is being bestowed to me by training the guards? (even though I was only training the "personal" guards. The ones that only served the royal family. They only took orders from the King, the Queen and Wind, and me, since I was Wind's personal guard. Still can't get used to that.)

I even had to study how the elementalists worked their elements so I could train or help them if anything went wrong.

It was a good thing that I had a far bigger tolerance to training and impractical behaviour than Wind. If Jeb had done this to Wind, he would probably be drowned by now.

I mentally chuckled at the image of Jeb looking like a wet cat as I groaned and swung myself out of bed. The training sessions started at four and ended at one o'clock. That was very long (to me) but I guess I would get used to standing so long. If only I didn't need to get up that early….

I splashed some water onto my face and looked into the mirror blearily. I tugged on my shoulder-length black hair and looked at my too-large eyes. I took off my contacts (Wind allowed me to take them off sometimes) and sighed in relief.

Then I crept to my wardrobe, wore something appropriate for training and then crept towards the door.

My room was adjoined to Wind's since I was her personal bodyguard. And I didn't want to risk waking her up. One time, she nearly blew my head off.

I crept towards the door that let us out to the corridor and gently shut the door behind me. Then I clapped gently.

To my surprise, a crisp looking maid immediately appeared, standing there at my elbow.

'To the training grounds, Dusky-sama? You always forget your way.' I rubbed my head embarrassedly as she gently led me down various twisty corridors. So it seems like me getting lost was a common thing here…

Let's try tracking her turns so I knew how to go there next time... I furrowed my eyebrows in concentration.

Left, left, right, left, right, right... was the first one left? Wait, I think that was right... Nonono, it was a left. Yes it was a left, then a right... No, it was a right, then a left... I sighed. Then gave up (why did I have such a bad short-term memory?) and followed the maid obediently.

The maid left me in front of a door. And presuming the training grounds were behind it, I opened it to see…

I blinked.

There were men lying across the floor, with beer bottles scattered everywhere. Sprawled over seats, tables, heck, even the cupboard.

Oh, and the snores were deafening.

I raised my eyebrow at the person up on the cupboard. It was easily five meters high. How did he get up there? I shrugged and stood at the door. I planted my feet firmly in the ground, put my hands on my hips and took a deep deep breath.

'YO, YOU BASTARDS. LONG TIME NO SEE, EH? I HOPE YOU HAD A NICE SLEEP WHEN I WAS GONE! AND DIDN'T I ALWAYS TELL YOU NOT TO DRINK ON THE TRAINING GROUNDS?'

The men groaned and clutched their heads.

'Oh stop Dusk. My head is splitting.' One of the people said. Another also rolled onto his back and talked to me.

'Yeah. We had a party last night to celebrate your beloved highness, Dusk, so we're damn tired. Give us a break yeah?' I rolled my eyes. I was supposed to be really close to all of the guards. I don't know how though.

I knew him. I knew all of them. I read their profiles on the folders that Jeb gave me. I only had the guards section though. When I whined at all the work, he just raised his eyebrows and simply said:

'You should see Wind's. If you want to have her amount, I'll be happy to give it to you.'

That shut me up after seeing Wind's mountains. Jeb just continued playing poker by himself. And, to my utter amusement, he always lost. (Well, the side he always supported lost. I know right? How can you lost to yourself?)

'WELL, SERVES YOU RIGHT FOR DRINKING! NOW, I HAVE SOME WATER HERE BECAUSE I DON'T WANT ANY MORE OF THOSE BRAIN CELLS DYING, SINCE YOU'RE STUPID ENOUGH ALREADY, RAY.'

All of the guys immediately jumped up at the word "water". I raised my eyebrows.

'Well, seems like you all have enough energy. So, TEN LAPS EACH EVERYONE, AND YOU'LL GET SOME WATER. WATER-CONTROLLERS, NO GETTING ANY WATER INTO YOUR BODY BY ANY WAY. NOW GET MOVING!'

They all groaned at my trick but started to do laps. I kinda felt sorry for them (since hangovers were a result of having your brain dehydrated) so I gave them a bottle of water each that came from a box that was conveniently placed there. They immediately gulped them down and finished the laps.

The Air-controllers finished first, as they kinda floated, ran, skipped, hopped, flew… you get the point. Then it was the Fire-controllers, as they ploughed through the course. The Water-controllers were next, kind of jogging in a seamless jelly-looking style. The black-elementalists just jogged like normal people, albeit a little faster. Then the Earth-controllers came plodding, solidness in every step they took.

Every element to its own I guess.

I stood before their ranks. One of them cracked a grin.

'Hey General, what's with the soft treatment today? You'd usually let us run around the training grounds fifty times with a hangover because we drank on the field! Actually, we were kind of expecting it…' He kind of whispered the last bit to his friends. They nodded conspiratorially.

I smiled at them. So that's how I acted huh? Ok then, whatever makes them happy. My smile turned evil, and I swear two horns poked out of my head. The guards in front of me gulped and took a step back.

'I can hear you, you know, Muli. I was thinking, seeing as it is my first day back, I would treat you all nicely. But since you all seem to love running so much, the whole group can run around the field another fifty times.' The whole group groaned and punched Muli on the shoulder.

'But first, just to be creative…' The whole group's eyes widened. Were my creative ideas really that bad?

'Earth controllers, come to me.' They did. 'Now, change this field into the roughest terrain you can imagine.' They did so, and my eyes widened at the lava pits, the patches of ice tundra, to sharp looking rocks, and a weird flat plain in the middle.

My eyes lit up. Maybe I could torture someone else this time. I was always getting tortured by Jeb…

'Water controllers, come to me.' The Earth-controllers left, looking at the field they were going to run in apprehension. Hehehehe… I chuckled evilly in my brain.

'Convince some of the coldest rain you've ever felt to go over to the patches of ice tundra and those sharpie rocks.' They shifted their eyes but did so.

'Hey Dusk, are you really going to make us run over that?' One of the desperate water-controllers looked at me as he waved his arms around summoning a cloud. I smiled benevolently at him. He flinched.

'Of course. Why else am I asking you to do all this? Now, please put a little water over the lava pits so there's some steam and the air-controllers come here…' the water controllers miserably did so, and the air controllers came to stand next to me, their expression one of horror.

I shook my finger at them.

'No complaining. Now no-one would say that I was going easy on you.' To my amusement, they simultaneously glared at Muli. I sniggered and he glared aggravatedly at me.

'Now please gently blow the steam over the lava pools… yeah… that's it. Now try to make it as thick as possible…' the lava pit area was now covered in a dense layer of fog. 'Now fire people, make the plain flat place in the middle as swelteringly hot as you can. That's good; I can see the heat waves.'

I clapped my hands.

'Now! The rules are, run around the field fifty times and course is finished! Try to be as stealthy as you can. NO cheating, I will know. No changing the surroundings around you, although you can use your powers to sense your surroundings and protect yourself. That's all. Now, who knows how this will benefit you?'

A person raised their hand.

'We can adapt to any situation and this is also training us in our ability to sneak around!' I nodded.

'Yup. Though I must admit this running course is a masterpiece! Now, get your lazy butts moving!' They squeaked and started running. I shrugged and started walking through the course track. I kind of nearly skinned my knees at the slippery sharp rocks, but got past them good enough.

Then my feet nearly froze off at the ice tundra, and I got soaked to the bone. I ran that bit, as well the fire pit place and the really hot desert plain (the only good parts about the course was that the really hot plain evaporated the water off your clothes.)

I kind of felt bad standing there when they ran the course so many times. But their curses were just too funny.

'Ah! *beeping* lava *beeping* burnt my *beeping* foot!' was an example. I smirked and just continued walking around the course.

I sighed as one of the really sharp rocks nearly lopped off my foot.

'This is so troublesome' I thought as I jogged over the ice tundra. My clothes got soaked again.

I sighed again and looked up after I raced out of the foggy lava place. To my surprise, Wind was there sitting on the stairs watching me. I smiled and waved and tripped over a random piece of rock on the horrendously hot plain.

Groan.

Wind's view…

I woke up blearily. I rubbed my eyes to see that Dusky's door was open. I walked over the fluffy carpet to peer into her room. I didn't see it before anyway.

The room wasn't as big as mine, but she had quite a weapon collection in there. I raised my eyebrows and whistled. There were all kinds of swords and guns. There was even a meat knife! I looked around and noticed Dusky wasn't there.

Where is she? I wondered as I changed out of my moonbeam dress and put on another equally heavy shirt. Though the pants weren't heavy. Thank goodness for that, since if the pants were heavy they would probably fall down while I was walking…

I slowly walked over to the door and slowly peeked out. I crept over to the door that led to the hallway. Then I thought more about it and hid some of my hair under a big hat. Then I put on some fake glasses that were also placed there (did I disguise myself often?) I looked into a random mirror and nodded at my reflection.

I crept silently through the hallways until I reached the kitchen. It was already loud and voices filtered through the doorway.

'YOU GET THE SAUCES OFF THE HEAT RIGHT NOW!'

'CAN SOMEONE GET THE ROAST OFF THE FIRE?'

'PREPARE THE BREAKFAST FOR HIME-SAMA! SHE'S OUTSIDE RIGHT NOW?'

'WHAT? WE'RE NOT READY YET!'

I sweat-dropped. How did they know I was outside?

I started to creep away from the kitchen when the door suddenly flew open and a huge man came out. My eyes widened. He nearly matched the two-mountain-books-from-hell in size!

'Well, hime-sama, you're early today! And you know that old disguise doesn't work on the palace staff!'

I coughed and replied.

'Well, it can trick the other people eh, Kumo?' Kumo was the head chef of the palace.

'If you're talking about the royal family… Yeah, maybe. Why can't you just be like the other royal arses and get your breakfast in bed?' he clapped me on the back affectionately. 'But no problem hime-sama! We all love you anyway!'

I blushed furiously.

'Umm… thankyou. Am I bothering you?' He frowned at me.

'You can't ever bother us palace staff hime-sama, so don't worry your little head about it.' He said the last bit with a smile on his face. 'So what do you want to eat? Breezy there,' he pointed at an air-elementalist who winked and waved at me through the open door, 'sensed you out here so now inside are going overdrive!'

'Sorry…' He frowned at me.

'A princess should never say sorry! Now what do you say?'

'May I please have some pineapple?' He beamed at me.

'Of course you can! But something nutritious first of course. How about French toast with peanut butter, maple syrup and butter with scrambled eggs and some pineapple juice sound?' I perked up at the "pineapple juice" part.

'Yes please! Can I have two cups of pineapple juice?' he laughed at me.

'You haven't changed a bit hime-sama! Now in you go…' he pushed me into the kitchen. My eyes widened.

It was huge! Countless metal counters were stocked with tonnes and tonnes of food. Literally. And the people inside there! There were fire-controllers roasting pork, water-controllers washing the dishes and scouring the insides of fish, earth-controllers methodically chopping herbs and yelling at the fire-controllers to keep heating the oven. The air-controllers were just everywhere, tasting everything and cooking in general.

I was pushed towards a little table in the corner and a plate of steaming French toast and scrambled eggs was put in front of me from what looked like no-where. Then two glasses of pineapple juice with a little plate of pineapple floated over. I looked at the kitchen and an air-controller winked at me and continued ordering knifes to cut a piece of meat.

I dug in happily. But I could only finish half. I frowned. If I was normal, I could have finished three plates or more of this fabulous stuff. I downed the pineapple juice, got a little fork and picked up the leftovers (and the pineapple dish) and left the kitchen. The workers waved at me, smiling and I set off towards the training grounds.

I opened the door quietly and set the still steaming French toast on the step next to me. Then I sat down.

I watched the course that Dusky had set with a raised eyebrow while eating the pineapple. Wasn't that a little too much? I tried to find Dusky in the midst of the chaotic course.

I heard lots of cursing, but no Dusky. Until she raced out of the fog pit over what looked like lava and into a plain that exuded heat waves. Dusky noticed me, smiled and waved, then tripped. The people behind her laughed at her.

'Hey general, too tired already?'

'Shut up…' she got up and the next thing I saw was her behind the two who talked, whacking right the middle between their shoulder blades. I raised my eyebrows, impressed. 'Two more laps for you.'

'Aww, General!' they whined. ' We still have twenty-two laps to go though!'

'Serves you right! Keep running you two, or do you want another five laps?' Then immediately shot off towards some sharp looking rocks. Dusky chuckled a little sadistically. I sweat-dropped as she jogged towards me.

'Hey Wind! Wotcha doing here?'

'Well, I have some leftovers from breakfast. Do you want some?' she drooled at the sight of French toast.

'Yes!' she plonked down next to me and devoured the French toast. More sweat-drops slid down the back of my head.

'Should I get more?' Dusky didn't reply, just patted her stomach ruefully.

'I would be very happy if you did so.' I patted her head as I got up.

'Yes, your Highness.' She chuckled and I went through the door again. Then I walked to the kitchen and popped my head in. The kitchen was still as busy as ever.

'Are you getting your personal guard's breakfasts again hime-sama? What do they want?' an earth-controller came to me this time.

'French toast.' I just said what Dusky wanted.

'Ok, fifty-one serves of French toast coming up.' After a few minutes, they gave me a little box.

'This little box got developed by one of the black elementalists! But the maximum it could hold was fifty-one servings of food, exactly the number of the royal family's personal guards.' He smiled at me.

'Here hime-sama. Quickly now, they might get squished.'

I jogged back to the training ground to see Dusky yelling at the few stragglers still running the course.

'WELL, NEARLY EVERYONE HAS FINISHED THE COURSE! WHEN ARE YOU SLOWPOKES GOING TO? I'M GROWING WHITE HAIRS!' The guards who had finished running were walking around cooling off. One of them noticed me.

'Hey! It's our beloved hime-sama!' I raised my eyebrows. Our beloved? Then I noticed that his eyes were on the breakfast box.

Hehe, so you want the breakfast eh?

Dusky turned around and her face fell.

'Where's the food?' I held up the box.

'Fifty-one servings of fresh French toast with maple syrup and peanut butter.' The soldiers all simultaneously drooled.

'Hooray! We love you hime-sama! When you weren't here they only gave us bread and milk!' as they started swarm me. The people who were still running started running faster. Then Dusky stepped up.

'ORDER NOW! LINES.' They immediately went into lines with reluctant looks to their faces. Then Dusky went up to me. Then peered into the box and took the biggest serving she could find. The guards erupted.

'That's so cheating!' a fire-controller blasted out.

'You're choosing the best one!' said a teary eyed water-controller.

'Huh. Hypocrite,' said a random person in the earth people. The others nodded in agreement.

'We must get revenge…' the group of air elementalists huddled and whispered.

'…' said the black element people, although their eyebrows were twitching. I noticed the black-elementalists were the ones who had the least numbers in the group. I smiled and scratched the back of my head. The last of the stragglers joined the groups and I started talking. Dusky had gone to a corner to devour her huge plate of French toast.

'Would it help if I said that you can eat now?' The guard's eyes lit up.

'We love you Windy!' They said, suddenly not using my title. I quite liked it actually. But then they swarmed up to me, I had to pass out the French toast at them until my arm was sore. Better get another pain-killer shot…

Soon enough every one of them had finished their meals and was patting their stomachs.

'Aah, you're like the Angel of Food Wind-sama!' one of the sighed out happily. The others nodded as the all but licked their plates. I chuckled in amusement as they came up to me to stack their plates up into the box. Then, after they had stacked all their plates into the box, Dusky stepped up.

'And so we can digest our food faster, another jogging session with these weights! Please return the field to its original shape, earth-elementalists. NOW UP!' They did so, while groaning. I caught a sentence.

'And General Dusky is like the demon of training…'

I was grinning when I went back to the kitchen. Then walked out just so I wasn't a bother. But when I was nearly back to my rooms, a maid suddenly came to my elbow and curtseyed deeply to me.

'Doctor Creed wants to see you now.'

My face immediately dropped. I nearly forgot about the cure. I nodded at her.

'I will come now.'

As I left, a head peeked through the door behind me. Purple eyes widened and a few seconds later, a white haired boy slipped through the door and followed.

And so, what is the doctor's decree on her health? Hehehehehe... *evil chuckle* And will Killua not be noticed?

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