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Don't Ever Underestimate a Yamani

Author's Note: Yes, Ferdinad is dead. I doubt I'm going to hold a funeral for him, I doubt even his parents (Alanna and George, bless their inorganic souls) would come. Kel's reaction to the whole thing is included. cheers.

Division 5: When the Enemy is Amid Us

"Uh, Captain?"

"Yes, what is it, Ridley?"

"Is that one of our troops? He looks foreign." The second in command pointed over to where a tall, young man had just stumbled into the camp. Samus' eyes narrowed into slits as he squinted over across the small clearing that was their camp.

"It's a stranger. Send someone to seize him." he ordered and continued to stand and watch.

Nacean blinked and looked around, all of his senses alert. Oh gods, he was in the Yamani's camp. Nacean turned to exit but it was too late. Two burly Yamani men clutched Nacean's separate arms tightly so he couldn't move. Bringing him forth to a large tree with a deck built into it, Nacean then watched as a man climbed down.

"Samus of Deltaroin." he breathed icily.

~

To Katei, Cleon, and a dead Ferdinad:

"What the hell are we going to tell Kel?" Cleon asked, grabbing his red hair stressfully and pacing the room. Katei remained standing, casually leaning against a wall and twirling his sword around his fingers, his face impassive.

"WELL?" Cleon's face was shaking and contorted with affliction. Katei clucked his tongue and lied, "It was just an accident."

"ACCIDENT!" Cleon exploded, fighting to keep his voice quieter, "You murdered him!" Katei shrugged and said loftily, "It wasn't like it was any big loss or anything."

Cleon halted and turned to face Katei, "You haven't changed at all. Kel thinks 'you've turned over a new leaf' but no, you're still a ruthless, cold-blooded murderer." when he saw that his words had no effect on the indifferent Katei, Cleon leaned foreword and whispered dramatically, "Let's just see what Kel thinks of your wonderful, restored hobby when she sees it."

Katei's eyes widened and he cursed. Running to Ferdinad's limp body, he picked it up and hurried out the door. A frozen Cleon stood, inertly posed in a stance of thespian movement. Shaking his head, Cleon ran out the door after Katei, wondering where he could possibly be going; their plan was already shot.

Katei hurried down the corridor and took a left, then another left, knowing exactly where to go. He had to hide Ferdinad's body from Kel! Katei knew exactly which room to hide the body; the same room he had killed the Baron and Baroness years ago, no one ever goes there.

~

Kel and Neal:

"So how long will we be stuck, here? inquired Neal, sitting atop a overturned laundry basket. Kel looked down and shrugged, she had no idea.

"I guess... until someone thinks to open the door."

"And when will that be. I mean, when's the last time someone was in here?" Neal asked.

Kel bit her lip and replied, "Believe me, you don't want to know."

~

Katei and a trailing Cleon:

Katei neared the door and held his breath. Placing his hand on the knob, he tried to turn it; it was locked! Growling lowly, he brought his leg up and kicked the door, trying to hold Ferdinad's corpse at the same time.

~

Kel's POV:

Kel heard the doorknob jiggle and exchanged glances with Neal. The next thing they knew-- the door was on the ground and a figure was standing in the shadows.

Katei's POV:

Katei smiled and stepped into the room, expecting it to be abandoned. But it wasn't. The smile dropped instantaneously as he spotted Kel sitting on a desk. His jaw dropped and Kel tilted her head to one side with a raised eyebrow.

"Katei?" she asked.

"Oh, fuck."

~

To the approaching Cleon:

Cleon crept as quietly as he could toward the now open door and then heard a yell.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S DEAD?!"

Cleon winced and turned around, slowly walking away, vaguely thinking about going for supper.

~

Neal's POV:

Neal placed his hands behind his head and watched the spectacle before him. It was a kind of odd picture; A cringing Katei with an impassive face standing unmoving at the doorway holding a limp Ferdinad in a nightdress? Neal dismissed that strange detail and watched as a red-faced-Yamani-mask-forgotten-Kel stood and began to yell and curse at Katei.

Then, Kel resumed her apathetic facade (which looked a very painful accomplishment to do) and asked quietly, "How did he die, Katei?"

~

Katei's POV:

Now, Katei knew that it's better to tell the truth then lie, because all lies will eventually catch up to you. But like all characters in situations like this, he chose the immoral alternative.

"It was a complete accident." Katei randomly chose the first name that came to his mind, which happened to be his former partner in the Yamani elite, "Samus of Deltaroin did it. I found out just now. Ferdinad was outside, looking for you, and Samus jumped him, killing Ferdinad."

Kel relaxed slightly, "Oh, I- I thought that you had just assassinated him, you know like you used to." she was obviously embarrassed and trying to hide it, Katei felt guilty for making her feel this way, but couldn't help it.

"That's over Kel. I once promised you that I would never be that homicide killer ever again. And I won't." clearing his throat, he added, "Let's just hide the body in here, then you can find him later and blame it on those Yamani troops, eh?"

Kel nodded and took her husband's body on the ground throwing some dirt on him so it looked more believable. Straightening, she said without emotion, "All right let's go. We have war to win."

~

At the Yamani Base Camp:

"What are you going to do to me?" Nacean asked icily, fighting the urge to spit in the captain's face.

Samus played with the knife in his hand and replied haughtily, in which the tone clashed with the callous face, "I think it's what you will do to your friends back at Mindelan. You see, I need a spy, a spy who will pass on information to us. You will be that spy Mr. Nacean.

"And what makes you think I will follow you?" Nacean asked skeptically.

"All men care about their lives."

"Not me. You could kill me right now, and I would have no problem with it."

"How about money? Most men care about money." Samus' voice was logical.

Nacean shook his head, "I come from a common family, and am used to my way of life. As long as I have enough money to get by I'm fine."

Samus narrowed his eyes and snapped, "Then what do you care about? Is there anything?"

Nacean nodded and said calmly, "There is, but I'm not going to tell you."

Samus thought for a second and then said thoughtfully, "Then we'll just kill all of those Tortallans over there until find out what you do care for."

Nacean paled and clamped his mouth shut, glaring at the Yamani Captain with hatred. He sighed tormentedly and gave in, "All right, fine, I-- I'll do it."

~

The Next Morning:

Kel awoke, sat up, yawned, and turned to face the stretching Katei. Katei grinned and gave her a morning kiss.

"Sleep well?" he asked and stood, continuing to stretch his limbs, lest he pulls a muscle later on. Kel shrugged and stood up as well, quickly running to the door of the tent and peeking out.

"The knights and their squires are rebuilding more defences, we should go help." Katei rolled his eyes and groaned at the thought of carpenter work, smiling weakly, he backed up slowly, said a quick good-bye, and dashed out the tent. Now it was Kel's turn to roll her eyes.

"Uh Kel?" Neal asked a minute later, poking his head inside the tent and looking around for her, "That friend of your's... Nacean, is back. He must've finally found his way to camp."

Kel hid a smile and rushed out the door to give a friendly hug to her comrade. Nacean tried to grin but failed almost miserably, but Kel didn't seem to notice.

"Look I'm glad you're here, now you can help fight the Yamanis!" she exclaimed and dashed over to start building the defences up again. Nacean watched her go and his face dropped, ashamed at what he was being forced to do.

Most countries felt that no honorable warriors use traitors as spies, but the Yamanis were not among them. Nacean swallowed hard and looked at all the knights and other warriors; working to fight for their country, and he was going to ruin all that with what he was forced to do?

'I am not cut out to be a spy.' he growled mentally, and walked over to join the other's in working, and hopefully, get information out of them.