A/N I'll bore you all with this at the end, but first, time to add a twist
to the story!!
Disclaimer: Not mine, Tammy's, 'nough said, 'cept for anyone you don't recognize.
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Kel began to catch a fever, which went from fever to delerisum (A/N: Spelling? It's that one where your seeing things and stuff.). She lashed out at anyone who came near, till no one would dare near her. Still delerius, she changed her clothes from the dress she wore to breeches and a shirt. Sticking daggers and throwing stars in hidden places, she broke the window and climbed out, hiding in the shadows and making it out into the city.
She wandered around the streets, and got into a fight with a street boy over her money. Losing, she took a blow to the head and slumped against the wall. The boy ran off with her money, his prize. She groaned once, just spotting him run off before slipping into welcome blackness.
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Neal was furious. He took it out on Joren.
"What did you do to her!?!?! She was fine when I went in and looked!!!!!!!!!"
He advanced on Joren, but his friends pulled him back.
"Neal, calm down. I talked to Duke Baird, she was running a high fever and was delerius."
Neal froze. "Oh Mithros... she's delerius and out of the palace. Who knows what shes up to???"
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Jason wandered the streets, his curly black hair falling into his ice blue eyes. He wore street garb, along with hidden daggers. He was considered handsome among the girls of the city, but had eyes for none of them. Spotting fast movement in a alley, he paused, then chased after the boy that ran out. Reaching out, he grabbed the boy by his hair, yanking him to a stop.
"Where do ya think yer goin' boy?"
The boy gulped. "I was, erm, just, heading out to buy some food for my mother."
He glared at the boy. "Hand over the money and tell me who's it was."
The boy snarled, but handed over a full pouch and pointed into the alley he had come out of. Jason pushed the boy on his way and walked into the alley, spotting the girl instantly. Her brown hair was cut to her earlobes, tall, solid, with eyes that he couldn't see. He paused, watching her a little, and spotted the small trickle of blood running down the side of her head. He hissed through his teeth, and held his hand over the cut. Ice blue magic flowed through his fingers and jumped across the distance to the cut, wrapping itself around it and healing it.
Her eyes snapped open, and her fist snapped around at him.
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Kel felt the magic flow through her head and immediatly opened her eyes, while bringing her fist around, catching him in the stomach. While he bent over, holding his stomach, she studied him curiously before asking.
"Where am I?"
He stared at her. "You-You don't know. You have no idea." She shook her head. "Oh Mithros and Goddess, what am I supposed to do?" (A/N: Yes! A major twist!! Amnesia!! Otherwise I'd run out of ideas to keep the story going...)
She glared at him and cocked a fist. "I might not remember some stuff, but this I remember how to use. Tell me!"
"Corus, the capital of Tortall."
"Tortall? Isn't that the place with the female Champion?"
"Um.... yeah."
"Wicked!! Your not kidding me?"
"Erm... nope. So whats your name?"
She stopped, searching her mind, but she couldn't find anything. When she neared a spot where it seemed like a large black curtain was pulled over something, it would pull away, further then it was, till she couldn't find it anymore. So instead, she said the first word that came to her mind. "Wicked."
He raised an eyebrow. "Wicked? That's your name?"
She nodded, immedatly liking the way it sounded. "What did you think it was, Pig Sty?"
"No, Wicked's just not a common name. Got a place to stay?"
"No. I don't." She suddenly pointed to the full pouch still in his hand. "Who's is that?"
"This? Oh, it's yours. Got it off a kid." "Mine????"
"Yes, yours. Here." He tossed it to her, and her hand snapped out, grabbing it quickly. She peeked in it, then slipped it in a safe place. Jason just got the glimpse of a dagger before it was hidden again. She looked at him.
"So where's this place to stay?"
"It's an inn called the Dancing Dove."
"Awesome. Let's go."
She got to her feet, once again the dagger showing before it was hidden. Jason wisely didn't say anything.
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(A/N: I shall now call Kel Wicked, so when you see Wicked, it's talking about Kel. Just thought I'd make sure to put this.)
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*Who is she? What was that part about 'I may not remember some things, but I remember how to use this!'? Maybe Marek can help me out.*
Jason led her through the streets to the Dancing Dove, theif's home and inn. He saw her eyes flick around, but no sign of recognation in them. With a slight shrug, he opened the door for her, and she walked in, glancing around.
Marek, a semi-confused look on his face, came over. He nodded to Wicked, and whispered to Jason.
"What are you doing with Kel?"
"Kel? She said her name was Wicked, and she didn't know where she was. I found her in a alley after catching a boy who had her money. She had a cut on her head, but she has a nice right hook."
"Wicked?! She's Keladry of Mindelan!!!"
He shrugged. "Ask her. She doesn't know."
Marek growled to himself and walked over to Wicked.
"Hello Kel."
She snapped, "I don't know any Kel. My name is Wicked, and you'd do good to remember that."
He held up his hands. "Ok, ok. Calm down. Why're you here anyway?"
"A room." He nodded and motioned to a man, who took them both up to rooms.
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Marek walked out the door, headed for the palace. Why had Kel come to the Dancing Dove and say she wasn't Kel but Wicked? There was something up with that...
At the palace, he headed right for Duke Baird's room. Knocking, he waited, and the door opened. The Duke glanced at him, confused.
"I found Keladry."
"You what?! Where is she? How is she?"
"She's in a room at the Dancing Dove, not to good. She doesn't remember the palace, or her name. She says her name is Wicked. Jason, the boy who found her, said she had had a cut on her head. Must've gotten into a fight with the boy who had her money."
"Oh Mithros... Dancing Dove you said? Try throwing some names at her, I'll let the others know." Marek nodded and went back to the Dove, finding Wicked.
"Hey Wicked."
"Wha?"
"Keladry of Mindelan, Duke Baird, Neal of Queenscove, Cleon of Kennen, (A/N: Fill in names here! I ran out)"
"Nice names. Why're you telling me them?"
After throwing a few more names at her, he threw up his hands in defeat. "I give up!"
He stalked down the stairs, leaving a confused Wicked behind. She shrugged, and looked around for Jason to hang out with.
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Jason sat in the bar, moodily watching his ale swirl in his cup. His thoughts were centered on Wicked, for all he tried not to, having learned who she was. Keladry of Mindelan? The Keladry of Mindelan was here? Why? *She's a good fighter...* He grinned slightly, remembering the punch in the stomach he had gotten when he first found her.
He didn't notice when Wicked slid into the seat across from him, caught up in his thoughts. He did notice, however, when he was cuffed on the head by her.
"Stop daydreamin' Jason. Won't get ya anywheres." By only a few hours, she had picked up the commoners way of talk.
"What makes ya think I was daydreamin'?"
"The look on yer face."
"Oh."
They sat in silence a little longer, just thinking their own thoughts.
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The other boys of the study group stared at Neal, who had told them the news.
"Let me see if I got this straight. She doesn't remember any of us, doesn't know her own name, and didn't know where she was. She's down in the city at the Dancing Dove. DID I MISS ANYTHING?!?!?!?!"
"Cleon, calm down. Marek came and told him. He went to ask the king if we could be let out to go see her. Maybe it'll help her remember."
Cleon still fumed, but silently. Duke Baird came into the library at that moment.
"The King gave permission for you to all go down and visit her. Remember, she goes by Wicked now."
With a chorus of thanks, the boys headed out the door and down to the city, reaching the Dancing Dove. Neal was the one to see her.
"There she is, at the table, with a-"
He shut up, staring. The other boys looked where he was and saw her as well, sitting with a boy, his back to them. He wore the street garb, his black hair cut short. Wicked was listening to something he said, then argued back. He laughed, and she scowled. Her hand shot out, grabbing him by his ear. They were close enough to hear her low challenge.
"C'mon Jason. Yer comin' with me. Time to see how much fightin' ya really know."
The boys continued to stare in complete shock.
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(A/N: Now back up a couple minutes to where he first spoke again.)
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Jason watched her, and finally said something.
"Where do you come from?"
"Dunno."
He laughed at this, bringing a scowl to her face. Suddenly he was pulled up in his seat, as she had his ear in her grip.
"C'mon Jason. Yer comin' with me. Time to see how much fightin' ya really know."
He winced, being pulled out the inn by her. They passed a group of boys dressed in the page clothes, who were staring at them. He scowled at them, then at Wicked, although she couldn't see his face. Once outside, she pulled him to a small courtyard and threw him away from her.
"Fists?"
She nodded. "Begin."
Jason started out circling, which she copied. He lunged, bringing his foot around in a low kick. His foot connected with her feet, knocking her off balance. She fell heavily to the ground, slapping it. The page boys who had been in the door were in the courtyard, and one of them, a tall, lanky redheaded one, charged, only to be delt a sharp blow to the head from Wicked, who had gotten back up to her feet and come around to the side of him.
"I'd advise you to stay out of my business carrot-top."
With that, she turned her back on him, dropping to a roll, then jumping up with a right hook to connect with his eye, a definte black eye. He returned the punch with a high kick, catching her on the side of the head. With a scowl, dreamy hazel eyes flashing, she lunged, snapping her head to the side at his punch and grabbing his hand, tossing him over her shoulder.
She put all her wait on him and glared at him.
"Not bad. Could use some practice though."
He winced. "Fine. Can you get off me now?"
She stood, and helped him up. For a moment, they were close enough to kiss. Jason leaned forward.... Wicked turned her head to look at the other boys and he only kissed her cheek. Her head snapped around, face disgusted, and one hand wiped her cheek vigorusly, while her other came around and slapped him.
"I can't believe you! Disgusting!"
With a last glare at him, she ran to her rooms in the inn to wash her cheek.
He watched after her with a sigh before turning to the boys.
"Why are you here?"
The redhead had finally gotten to his feet.
"Kel of course. She had been running a fever and delerius, and she got out. We couldn't find her anywhere."
Jason smirked at them.
"You won't be able to get her to come. It took her forever just to get a name, like she was trying to find something but couldn't."
Cleon tried to lunge, but the other's held him back. He spat at Jason's feet.
"Fine. But you can't get rid of us that easily."
The boys walked away, and Jason headed inside.
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Finster watched it all, smiling wickedly, in a small crystal, that shimmered with his sparkling gray Gift.
"Good.... good... it's working. I knew the boy would take care of her..."
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A/N: What do you think? I had to put the twist in, or else I would never end up finishing. I think it might be Jason and Kel.... I'm not sure about that though. Jason might end up being a work of Finster's... better not give all my ideas away!! This chapter was dedicated to all my reviewers!!!! Thank you all of you! Oh, and this one is my longest yet I think...Hope you like!!! If you don't, I can delete this chapter and write a new one for it, but this one is all I could think about. Otherwise it would get to slooooooooooooow.
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Kel began to catch a fever, which went from fever to delerisum (A/N: Spelling? It's that one where your seeing things and stuff.). She lashed out at anyone who came near, till no one would dare near her. Still delerius, she changed her clothes from the dress she wore to breeches and a shirt. Sticking daggers and throwing stars in hidden places, she broke the window and climbed out, hiding in the shadows and making it out into the city.
She wandered around the streets, and got into a fight with a street boy over her money. Losing, she took a blow to the head and slumped against the wall. The boy ran off with her money, his prize. She groaned once, just spotting him run off before slipping into welcome blackness.
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Neal was furious. He took it out on Joren.
"What did you do to her!?!?! She was fine when I went in and looked!!!!!!!!!"
He advanced on Joren, but his friends pulled him back.
"Neal, calm down. I talked to Duke Baird, she was running a high fever and was delerius."
Neal froze. "Oh Mithros... she's delerius and out of the palace. Who knows what shes up to???"
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Jason wandered the streets, his curly black hair falling into his ice blue eyes. He wore street garb, along with hidden daggers. He was considered handsome among the girls of the city, but had eyes for none of them. Spotting fast movement in a alley, he paused, then chased after the boy that ran out. Reaching out, he grabbed the boy by his hair, yanking him to a stop.
"Where do ya think yer goin' boy?"
The boy gulped. "I was, erm, just, heading out to buy some food for my mother."
He glared at the boy. "Hand over the money and tell me who's it was."
The boy snarled, but handed over a full pouch and pointed into the alley he had come out of. Jason pushed the boy on his way and walked into the alley, spotting the girl instantly. Her brown hair was cut to her earlobes, tall, solid, with eyes that he couldn't see. He paused, watching her a little, and spotted the small trickle of blood running down the side of her head. He hissed through his teeth, and held his hand over the cut. Ice blue magic flowed through his fingers and jumped across the distance to the cut, wrapping itself around it and healing it.
Her eyes snapped open, and her fist snapped around at him.
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Kel felt the magic flow through her head and immediatly opened her eyes, while bringing her fist around, catching him in the stomach. While he bent over, holding his stomach, she studied him curiously before asking.
"Where am I?"
He stared at her. "You-You don't know. You have no idea." She shook her head. "Oh Mithros and Goddess, what am I supposed to do?" (A/N: Yes! A major twist!! Amnesia!! Otherwise I'd run out of ideas to keep the story going...)
She glared at him and cocked a fist. "I might not remember some stuff, but this I remember how to use. Tell me!"
"Corus, the capital of Tortall."
"Tortall? Isn't that the place with the female Champion?"
"Um.... yeah."
"Wicked!! Your not kidding me?"
"Erm... nope. So whats your name?"
She stopped, searching her mind, but she couldn't find anything. When she neared a spot where it seemed like a large black curtain was pulled over something, it would pull away, further then it was, till she couldn't find it anymore. So instead, she said the first word that came to her mind. "Wicked."
He raised an eyebrow. "Wicked? That's your name?"
She nodded, immedatly liking the way it sounded. "What did you think it was, Pig Sty?"
"No, Wicked's just not a common name. Got a place to stay?"
"No. I don't." She suddenly pointed to the full pouch still in his hand. "Who's is that?"
"This? Oh, it's yours. Got it off a kid." "Mine????"
"Yes, yours. Here." He tossed it to her, and her hand snapped out, grabbing it quickly. She peeked in it, then slipped it in a safe place. Jason just got the glimpse of a dagger before it was hidden again. She looked at him.
"So where's this place to stay?"
"It's an inn called the Dancing Dove."
"Awesome. Let's go."
She got to her feet, once again the dagger showing before it was hidden. Jason wisely didn't say anything.
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(A/N: I shall now call Kel Wicked, so when you see Wicked, it's talking about Kel. Just thought I'd make sure to put this.)
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*Who is she? What was that part about 'I may not remember some things, but I remember how to use this!'? Maybe Marek can help me out.*
Jason led her through the streets to the Dancing Dove, theif's home and inn. He saw her eyes flick around, but no sign of recognation in them. With a slight shrug, he opened the door for her, and she walked in, glancing around.
Marek, a semi-confused look on his face, came over. He nodded to Wicked, and whispered to Jason.
"What are you doing with Kel?"
"Kel? She said her name was Wicked, and she didn't know where she was. I found her in a alley after catching a boy who had her money. She had a cut on her head, but she has a nice right hook."
"Wicked?! She's Keladry of Mindelan!!!"
He shrugged. "Ask her. She doesn't know."
Marek growled to himself and walked over to Wicked.
"Hello Kel."
She snapped, "I don't know any Kel. My name is Wicked, and you'd do good to remember that."
He held up his hands. "Ok, ok. Calm down. Why're you here anyway?"
"A room." He nodded and motioned to a man, who took them both up to rooms.
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Marek walked out the door, headed for the palace. Why had Kel come to the Dancing Dove and say she wasn't Kel but Wicked? There was something up with that...
At the palace, he headed right for Duke Baird's room. Knocking, he waited, and the door opened. The Duke glanced at him, confused.
"I found Keladry."
"You what?! Where is she? How is she?"
"She's in a room at the Dancing Dove, not to good. She doesn't remember the palace, or her name. She says her name is Wicked. Jason, the boy who found her, said she had had a cut on her head. Must've gotten into a fight with the boy who had her money."
"Oh Mithros... Dancing Dove you said? Try throwing some names at her, I'll let the others know." Marek nodded and went back to the Dove, finding Wicked.
"Hey Wicked."
"Wha?"
"Keladry of Mindelan, Duke Baird, Neal of Queenscove, Cleon of Kennen, (A/N: Fill in names here! I ran out)"
"Nice names. Why're you telling me them?"
After throwing a few more names at her, he threw up his hands in defeat. "I give up!"
He stalked down the stairs, leaving a confused Wicked behind. She shrugged, and looked around for Jason to hang out with.
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Jason sat in the bar, moodily watching his ale swirl in his cup. His thoughts were centered on Wicked, for all he tried not to, having learned who she was. Keladry of Mindelan? The Keladry of Mindelan was here? Why? *She's a good fighter...* He grinned slightly, remembering the punch in the stomach he had gotten when he first found her.
He didn't notice when Wicked slid into the seat across from him, caught up in his thoughts. He did notice, however, when he was cuffed on the head by her.
"Stop daydreamin' Jason. Won't get ya anywheres." By only a few hours, she had picked up the commoners way of talk.
"What makes ya think I was daydreamin'?"
"The look on yer face."
"Oh."
They sat in silence a little longer, just thinking their own thoughts.
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The other boys of the study group stared at Neal, who had told them the news.
"Let me see if I got this straight. She doesn't remember any of us, doesn't know her own name, and didn't know where she was. She's down in the city at the Dancing Dove. DID I MISS ANYTHING?!?!?!?!"
"Cleon, calm down. Marek came and told him. He went to ask the king if we could be let out to go see her. Maybe it'll help her remember."
Cleon still fumed, but silently. Duke Baird came into the library at that moment.
"The King gave permission for you to all go down and visit her. Remember, she goes by Wicked now."
With a chorus of thanks, the boys headed out the door and down to the city, reaching the Dancing Dove. Neal was the one to see her.
"There she is, at the table, with a-"
He shut up, staring. The other boys looked where he was and saw her as well, sitting with a boy, his back to them. He wore the street garb, his black hair cut short. Wicked was listening to something he said, then argued back. He laughed, and she scowled. Her hand shot out, grabbing him by his ear. They were close enough to hear her low challenge.
"C'mon Jason. Yer comin' with me. Time to see how much fightin' ya really know."
The boys continued to stare in complete shock.
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(A/N: Now back up a couple minutes to where he first spoke again.)
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Jason watched her, and finally said something.
"Where do you come from?"
"Dunno."
He laughed at this, bringing a scowl to her face. Suddenly he was pulled up in his seat, as she had his ear in her grip.
"C'mon Jason. Yer comin' with me. Time to see how much fightin' ya really know."
He winced, being pulled out the inn by her. They passed a group of boys dressed in the page clothes, who were staring at them. He scowled at them, then at Wicked, although she couldn't see his face. Once outside, she pulled him to a small courtyard and threw him away from her.
"Fists?"
She nodded. "Begin."
Jason started out circling, which she copied. He lunged, bringing his foot around in a low kick. His foot connected with her feet, knocking her off balance. She fell heavily to the ground, slapping it. The page boys who had been in the door were in the courtyard, and one of them, a tall, lanky redheaded one, charged, only to be delt a sharp blow to the head from Wicked, who had gotten back up to her feet and come around to the side of him.
"I'd advise you to stay out of my business carrot-top."
With that, she turned her back on him, dropping to a roll, then jumping up with a right hook to connect with his eye, a definte black eye. He returned the punch with a high kick, catching her on the side of the head. With a scowl, dreamy hazel eyes flashing, she lunged, snapping her head to the side at his punch and grabbing his hand, tossing him over her shoulder.
She put all her wait on him and glared at him.
"Not bad. Could use some practice though."
He winced. "Fine. Can you get off me now?"
She stood, and helped him up. For a moment, they were close enough to kiss. Jason leaned forward.... Wicked turned her head to look at the other boys and he only kissed her cheek. Her head snapped around, face disgusted, and one hand wiped her cheek vigorusly, while her other came around and slapped him.
"I can't believe you! Disgusting!"
With a last glare at him, she ran to her rooms in the inn to wash her cheek.
He watched after her with a sigh before turning to the boys.
"Why are you here?"
The redhead had finally gotten to his feet.
"Kel of course. She had been running a fever and delerius, and she got out. We couldn't find her anywhere."
Jason smirked at them.
"You won't be able to get her to come. It took her forever just to get a name, like she was trying to find something but couldn't."
Cleon tried to lunge, but the other's held him back. He spat at Jason's feet.
"Fine. But you can't get rid of us that easily."
The boys walked away, and Jason headed inside.
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Finster watched it all, smiling wickedly, in a small crystal, that shimmered with his sparkling gray Gift.
"Good.... good... it's working. I knew the boy would take care of her..."
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A/N: What do you think? I had to put the twist in, or else I would never end up finishing. I think it might be Jason and Kel.... I'm not sure about that though. Jason might end up being a work of Finster's... better not give all my ideas away!! This chapter was dedicated to all my reviewers!!!! Thank you all of you! Oh, and this one is my longest yet I think...Hope you like!!! If you don't, I can delete this chapter and write a new one for it, but this one is all I could think about. Otherwise it would get to slooooooooooooow.
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