A/N: Thank you all for your reviews. They keep me writing. Now for
Malayian's long awaited history! (
Disclaimer: The good stuff is Anne Bishop's and I just made up the story plot and Malayian.
Malayian's Past
Midnight found Lucivar and Malayian sipping coffee in the sitting area of Lucivar's rooms. Perched on a stool, Malayian looked oddly childlike; a lock of black hair falling beside her cheek, the rest of it carefully covering her ears. She stared down at the ground, wings hunched behind her as she gathered her thoughts.
"I suppose I should start at the beginning," she muttered almost to herself. "How did a Dea al Mon ever manage to create a child with an Eyrien." She sighed.
"My mother was born defected, or at least that's what I expect. She had a sort of childlike innocence about her, and was never very smart. She was a was barely strong enough to hold her birthright White Jewel, and never descended. I wondered if maybe she never even made the Offering. She never spoke of it, and I didn't even know about making the Offering to the Darkness until after I had left her.
"My father was a Sapphire Jeweled Warlord, a Dea al Mon. But he was crazy, and I think he was exiled from the Dea al Mon territory. I wouldn't be surprised. He had a taste for violence, and an insatiable love of young girls. He came upon my mother one summer in the forest. She was very beautiful, if not smart. Somehow he managed to convince my mother that he loved her, and that she loved him. They would meet out in the woods at least once a week."
"They made love?" Lucivar asked gently.
"It wasn't love that they made," Malayian responded sharply. "I saw the scars he left her with. But he told her it was pleasure, and she believed him. After a while she realized she was with child, and told him. My father disappeared, of course. My mother had enough intelligence to realize that is she bore a child within the Eyrien territory I would be shunned for all my life, as would she. So she took it into her head to run away and search out my father.
"I grew up listening to my mother's stories of a perfect man who would protect us from harm. We traveled all over, my mother making money the only way an unskilled female can. I learned what I could while we traveled, I wanted to learn about the world, and I had quickly realized that my mother's information was severely limited.
"One day, just after I had reached puberty, we found my father in Hayll. My mother was not as young or as beautiful as she had once been, but my father saw me, and overlooked my mother's shortcomings. He was still sane enough to take care of himself, and scarcely seemed to notice my mother hanging around him all the time." Here Malayian took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.
"One night, he decided to come into where I slept. I had knew he was crazy, but I…didn't realize. He…told me all sorts of stories about…crazy things. Then he started touching me. He used psychic threads to hold me down, and you can guess what happened after that." When Lucivar said nothing she continued, her voice shaking. "He wasn't trying to break me, and I had learned about a witch's Virgin Night. I clung on with all my being. I don't remember much but the pushing…and a feeling of slipping, loosing control. I was on my back…I hate being on my back."
Her whole body was shaking now, but she pushed away Lucivar's comforting hand and forced herself to continue.
"It didn't stop then either. He came to me every night. My mother didn't believe me, or didn't understand what he was doing; I don't know which. Soon I realized that I couldn't survive there. My mother would never leave him, and as long as I was there, he would never stop. And he had started making me do things to him that made me sick." Malayian put her head in her hands. "I was afraid I would become pregnant. I had to get out of there, so I ran away."
After a long pause she began again. "I refused to sell myself. I had just escaped that world, I would have died before going back. I nearly starved the first week. I probably would have if the Hayllian hadn't attacked me. I knew what he wanted, but I was too weak to fight him off, and he knew it. At the last moment I gabbed is knife and killed him.
"I took his money and was able to buy myself food and a place to stay for the night. After that I knew what I needed to do to stay alive. I taught myself to kill cleanly with no evidence, and no magic. An old assassin discovered my work and offered to teach me. He taught me how to use my magic to make my wings invisible so that I could blend in well enough to go uncommented on and he showed me how to kill a man completely. He found me my first contracts.
"I lived well for a long time, maybe about a hundred years, before they found me again. My father now followed my mother as she searched me out. One thing I can give my mother credit for is being good at trying to find people." Malayian let out a short laugh. "He didn't show himself to me until the night after she found me.
"By then I was ready for him. When he sent out psychic tendrils I fought him off. My Sapphire Jewel was just slightly darker than his, I was just slightly stronger. When he saw that magic wasn't going to work he took me by force. I panicked, I was weaker than him, and all my training abandoned me at that one moment. I could do nothing to fight him off.
"I was saved by the snake tooth. It had only appeared a few days before, but its venom was potent. It killed him, and I ran out before I could finish the kill. I believe he is demon dead now, but I do not know for sure.
"I was weak from the loss of venom. I ran into the street, reeling, unsure of where to go. I would probably have died if the old assassin hadn't found me, half dead on the ground. He took me to a healer and found me a poison I could drink. Then he told me that I had to leave Hayll. And I did. I ran from him, and I have been running from him every since."
A/N: There is the history of Malayian. I feel sort of like it didn't come out right, so if anyone has any suggestions I would appreciate it.
Disclaimer: The good stuff is Anne Bishop's and I just made up the story plot and Malayian.
Malayian's Past
Midnight found Lucivar and Malayian sipping coffee in the sitting area of Lucivar's rooms. Perched on a stool, Malayian looked oddly childlike; a lock of black hair falling beside her cheek, the rest of it carefully covering her ears. She stared down at the ground, wings hunched behind her as she gathered her thoughts.
"I suppose I should start at the beginning," she muttered almost to herself. "How did a Dea al Mon ever manage to create a child with an Eyrien." She sighed.
"My mother was born defected, or at least that's what I expect. She had a sort of childlike innocence about her, and was never very smart. She was a was barely strong enough to hold her birthright White Jewel, and never descended. I wondered if maybe she never even made the Offering. She never spoke of it, and I didn't even know about making the Offering to the Darkness until after I had left her.
"My father was a Sapphire Jeweled Warlord, a Dea al Mon. But he was crazy, and I think he was exiled from the Dea al Mon territory. I wouldn't be surprised. He had a taste for violence, and an insatiable love of young girls. He came upon my mother one summer in the forest. She was very beautiful, if not smart. Somehow he managed to convince my mother that he loved her, and that she loved him. They would meet out in the woods at least once a week."
"They made love?" Lucivar asked gently.
"It wasn't love that they made," Malayian responded sharply. "I saw the scars he left her with. But he told her it was pleasure, and she believed him. After a while she realized she was with child, and told him. My father disappeared, of course. My mother had enough intelligence to realize that is she bore a child within the Eyrien territory I would be shunned for all my life, as would she. So she took it into her head to run away and search out my father.
"I grew up listening to my mother's stories of a perfect man who would protect us from harm. We traveled all over, my mother making money the only way an unskilled female can. I learned what I could while we traveled, I wanted to learn about the world, and I had quickly realized that my mother's information was severely limited.
"One day, just after I had reached puberty, we found my father in Hayll. My mother was not as young or as beautiful as she had once been, but my father saw me, and overlooked my mother's shortcomings. He was still sane enough to take care of himself, and scarcely seemed to notice my mother hanging around him all the time." Here Malayian took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.
"One night, he decided to come into where I slept. I had knew he was crazy, but I…didn't realize. He…told me all sorts of stories about…crazy things. Then he started touching me. He used psychic threads to hold me down, and you can guess what happened after that." When Lucivar said nothing she continued, her voice shaking. "He wasn't trying to break me, and I had learned about a witch's Virgin Night. I clung on with all my being. I don't remember much but the pushing…and a feeling of slipping, loosing control. I was on my back…I hate being on my back."
Her whole body was shaking now, but she pushed away Lucivar's comforting hand and forced herself to continue.
"It didn't stop then either. He came to me every night. My mother didn't believe me, or didn't understand what he was doing; I don't know which. Soon I realized that I couldn't survive there. My mother would never leave him, and as long as I was there, he would never stop. And he had started making me do things to him that made me sick." Malayian put her head in her hands. "I was afraid I would become pregnant. I had to get out of there, so I ran away."
After a long pause she began again. "I refused to sell myself. I had just escaped that world, I would have died before going back. I nearly starved the first week. I probably would have if the Hayllian hadn't attacked me. I knew what he wanted, but I was too weak to fight him off, and he knew it. At the last moment I gabbed is knife and killed him.
"I took his money and was able to buy myself food and a place to stay for the night. After that I knew what I needed to do to stay alive. I taught myself to kill cleanly with no evidence, and no magic. An old assassin discovered my work and offered to teach me. He taught me how to use my magic to make my wings invisible so that I could blend in well enough to go uncommented on and he showed me how to kill a man completely. He found me my first contracts.
"I lived well for a long time, maybe about a hundred years, before they found me again. My father now followed my mother as she searched me out. One thing I can give my mother credit for is being good at trying to find people." Malayian let out a short laugh. "He didn't show himself to me until the night after she found me.
"By then I was ready for him. When he sent out psychic tendrils I fought him off. My Sapphire Jewel was just slightly darker than his, I was just slightly stronger. When he saw that magic wasn't going to work he took me by force. I panicked, I was weaker than him, and all my training abandoned me at that one moment. I could do nothing to fight him off.
"I was saved by the snake tooth. It had only appeared a few days before, but its venom was potent. It killed him, and I ran out before I could finish the kill. I believe he is demon dead now, but I do not know for sure.
"I was weak from the loss of venom. I ran into the street, reeling, unsure of where to go. I would probably have died if the old assassin hadn't found me, half dead on the ground. He took me to a healer and found me a poison I could drink. Then he told me that I had to leave Hayll. And I did. I ran from him, and I have been running from him every since."
A/N: There is the history of Malayian. I feel sort of like it didn't come out right, so if anyone has any suggestions I would appreciate it.