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This I think is one of the most confusing chapters I have ever written, but I wrote it over like three times and it can't be helped so please bear with me, and just know it works out in the end.

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Haiton was gone . . .

Deanna's eyes widened in amazed horror as she realized that Haiton had fled. She pulled herself to the edge of the ledge and stared down over the ongoing battle. There was destruction as far as the eye could see, there were people everywhere, some dead others injured all of them familiar to Deanna, her friends her family, she even held pity in her heart for the enemy, Haiton's men whom he had deceived for so long. Then her eyes set on her new friends all gathered together, fighting together for one, as it should be.

Her body became rigid with rage, and all of her senses became acute as she began to stand her eyes locked on her wounded friend, she who had sacrificed herself for someone she loved.

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"Marguerite! Come on Marguerite-" Roxton said soothingly caressing her sweat soaked face as she came in and out of consciousness

"Ok" said Robert a bit nervously taking a deep breath "You're going to have to be strong Marguerite, ok this is going to hurt-" he said firmly then he looked at Roxton "You're going to have to be strong" he repeated, still looking with his eyes at Roxton, who nodded getting the hint "You might have to hold her" he whispered, Roxton nodded again biting his lower lip

"Ok Challenger," Robert said holding folds of cloth in his hands, which hovered hesitantly over Marguerite

Challenger nodded holding the same type of folds in his hands; he swallowed hard wetting his upper lip with his tongue.

They looked at each other hesitantly a moment. Then at once the lunged their hands at Marguerite's wound pushing the folds of cloth into the lesion around the spear. Marguerite shrieked out her body tensing, unconsciously trying to twist away from the pain, Roxton held tight to her gritting his teeth, trying to keep his emotions in check as she cried out. He had his arms wrapped around her shoulders, he held her as firmly as he could tears of his own sorrow blurring his vision as he was forced to watch her pain, he buried his face in her shoulder and then it was over. Robert and Challenger withdrew their hands smeared with blood. They watched with pleading eyes as Marguerite slowly relaxed and quieted falling limp again in Roxton's arms.

Roxton finally let his breath go and looked up at his two friends, old and new, with earnest eyes, was this going to help? It hurt her so much? These questions and many more could be seen in the hunter's gaze.

Challenger released a deep breath looking at the worried man in front of him who had become more of a son to him over the past three years. He nodded and then turned to their new friend, who was trying to catch his nerves.

"Are you alright?" he asked concerned by the strange shards terror and panic in his eyes

"What?! OH yeah-yeah, I was just trying to think of how we are going to break off the spear without hurting her so much" he said anxiously, absentmindedly running a hand through his ruffled hair.

They were all silent a moment, when Marguerite's hand shot out and clasped onto Robert's knee. Startled they all jumped and then looked at her, she was fully conscious now and her face was stern as she tried to suppress her pain she looked into his eyes.

"Just do what you have to, I t-trust you," she gasped, her chest heaving as she slowly began to lose her strength again,

Blake looked into her eyes and it was like he was seeing her for the first time

He nodded grinning confidently and took her hand squeezing it to assure her, she smiled slightly and then fell back into unconsciousness her strength gone.

Roxton looked on, from Marguerite to Robert then back again and strangely he found himself slightly jealous, it's not like he thought she had any real affection for Blake it was just that they seemed to have just formed some type of bond, some strange understanding of one another, a understanding that he had been longing and working for- for years and yet he always seemed to fall just short of only getting a taste here and there, but now what did any of it matter now, what would he do if- if- no he couldn't think of that, he had be positive for Marguerite's sake if not for his own. But how would he ever make this up to her, it was all his fault if only . . .

Suddenly he was brought back to reality, by Challenger who put a hand on his shoulder seeing the glazed look that had come over the younger man's face.

"Come on John," he whispered sympathetically "she's not scared you shouldn't be either, for her sake,"

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Deanna looked around intensely scanning every detail searching for something that would hint to where Haiton had fled.

"That bloody Coward!" she sneered, then she saw it, a long shadow fleeing off behind the mountain of caves, the same mountain that Deanna had been thrust into when Haiton had blasted her, Robert and Roxton out of the jungle.

Her eyes widened slightly and then her lips curled into a wicked grin she was in full warrior mode now, her whole body felt numb aside from the burning desire to catch Haiton and end this once and for all. It was a dull yet invigorating sensation one that Deanna knew all too well.

She shook the memories from her mind as she began to climb off of the ledge she had been sent up to, she moved sideways over the slope clutching to the jagged edges of the rock as she moved along, then she saw him. He was huddled against the mountain, his legs bent up against his body his arms spread apart holding to the slope as he gasped for breath.

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"Veronica behind you!" Malone shouted

Veronica having gratefully been warned moved to take out her attacker before her could strike her, but he unpredictably slammed his staff into her abdomen as he ran at her, she flew back and slammed onto the ground grasping her stomach in pain.

"Veronica!!" Ned yelled running over to her, the man with the staff blocked his way.

"I think you should move," said Ned confidently fingering his weapon with his right hand.

The man snorted taking a step toward Malone,

"Ok," Malone said looking away and shrugging causing the man to let his guard down, but then Ned threw the bowl right into his forehead and lunged on him knocking him on his back and then knocking him out with his own staff. Veronica groaned as she stirred behind him.

"Veronica!!" he called jumping away form the man and running over to her side "Are-Are you alright?"

"Yes I'm fine-ah!- it's just where I got hit b-before-" she groaned in pain "Now whenever I move it flares up-ah! Then that-that ahh! Hit me and-"

"I know- I know-it'll be ok," he said helping her to her feet holding her up

" Oh Ned we need to take Haiton out now!! There's been enough bloodshed," Veronica said looking around at the raging battle holding tight to him

"I know- but" Ned said suddenly noticing something, looking around "Wait where is Haiton?!"

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Blake pulled Challenger away from the couple a moment to assess the situation.

"We need to break off that spear," Robert said

"Yes," Challenger agreed

"The only problem is she is so very weak, I can't believe she has lost that much blood already, I-"

"I think perhaps it isn't Marguerite's injury that has caused her loss of spirit lets say?"

"Are you mad? What are you saying?" said Robert taken aback

"Well if I am correct, and granted this is just a theory but I think perhaps-" but he was interrupted by Roxton

"Challenger!"

Robert and Challenger turned to him

"Is something the matter?!" asked Robert alarmed rushing over

"No- well yes it just-I don't want you hiding things from me, I- we deserve to know"

Challenger looked down at Marguerite who seemed to be sleeping peacefully for the meantime.

"Well we must be quiet I don't want to alert her, it really isn't for her ears,"

"Fine" said Roxton "Now what the hell is going on?"

"I was just explaining my theory to Blake,"

'Theory about what?"

"Well we really haven't gotten to that yet," Robert tried to jest then noticing the awkward silence looked away.

"Well what I was about to explain was my theory about why Marguerite and some of the other soldiers are so weak."

"Alright" said Roxton nodding for him to continue

"Well Haiton thrives at the moment on the life energy of others by let's say draining them,"

"Yes but he never came in contact with Marguerite," said Robert respectively

"Right BUT- she was casting spells from that book, the last time she cast she rid us of those dreadful un-dead." Challenger argued bringing her eyes brows down almost commanding understanding.

"Marguerite did that?" said Roxton stunned looking down at her still form

"Yes but afterward she was very weak and it took her a moment to regain herself."

"But you think she was still weak," said Robert

"Precisely,"

"So what does that tell us?!" said Roxton unsure of what this had to do with anything

"We-ll, it tells us why she is so weak and that we must take great care to help her, and that perhaps her injury isn't as bad as it seems."

"George she had a bloody spear stabbed through her!" said Roxton getting a bit upset

Marguerite groaned and began to stir

"Steady man!" said Robert putting a hand on his shoulder "We know- we know-"

Roxton's heart ached and he leaned his head down a bit closer to Marguerite.

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Deanna jumped to a nearby ledge, she steadied herself watching Haiton, spare rocks were upset when she landed and fell down the mountain knocking others off with them. Deanna laid down on the ledge so as not to be seen if he looked up to see the source of the upset. She listened intently unable to see anymore. His gasping stopped a minute, then she heard him get up again turning around his feet shuffling about in dirt, then he started panting nervously.

'He's afraid,' Deanna thought a sinful grin coming to her lips, then she heard him run off. Slowly she looked out over the ledge seeing the dust settle from the direction he had fled farther behind the mountain. She quickly began to scale the mountain again, then she heard a blood chilling that made her heart stop, she ran to the edge of the cliff she was on.

"OH Marguerite" she groaned sorrowfully, then with a growl she looked back toward where Haiton had run off, a fire of hate burning in her eyes.

'He will never hurt anyone again,' Deanna swore to herself seeing Marguerite's fall again and again in her mind, as she grasped the mountain edges with her bleeding hands. She pushed herself onward her side had begun to burn but she had to go on, he wouldn't get away, not this time.

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Marguerite screamed out her body convulsing as Robert and Challenger broke off the top half of the spear.

Roxton involuntarily groaned, Marguerite weakly and blindly groped for his hand, he gently took it.

He looked down at her amazed, how brave she was. Even now she was worried about him, it was almost infuriating, how could she have jumped out in front of that spear!

He looked down at her, she was so pale but her eyes were still burning with that same spark and fire that he always adored. Feared at some times but always adored.

She smiled at him weakly when she realized he was looking at her, he had that look, oh how she hated that look, it was the same look that he got when he thought of William, guilt. How could he feel guilty? Oh if he only knew that she was happy to do it, that she would do it a hundred times over if it meant he would live and be safe, safe like how he made her feel when she on those rare occasions was in his arms. She gently squeezed his hand not having the strength to speak.

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Veronica jerked her head around to the look at Malone

"What?!" she said taken aback "He just-just abandoned his men?!? That coward!!" she cried stomping her foot then recoiling in pain

"We have to -Wait look," said Malone motioning his head toward the mountain

"What?" said Veronica looking around

"There toward the middle"

"It's Haiton! He's trying to get away we have to tell the others" said Veronica and they made their way for the group huddled around Marguerite.

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Haiton had begun climbing up the mountain, Deanna noticed that he seemed to be making for a particular cave halfway up the slope, she would head him off there she planned and began scaling upward and to the side out of Haiton's view.

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Suddenly Veronica and Ned slid down into the circle, eyeing Marguerite and observing her condition.

"Hey there" Veronica smiled softly leaning over so Marguerite could see her, a lump forming in her throat.

'Hey' Marguerite mouthed back smiling gently, she could see how upset Veronica was even though she was trying to hide it, she never was especially good at hiding her emotions at least not from her. It was heartbreaking and yet touching. Marguerite could tell how much everyone was hurting and in that how much they cared about her. But she would do what she did again for any one of them, if not for all of them. They were her-her family.

Tears started to form in Marguerite's eyes and for once she couldn't hold them back, one spilled out of her eyes and down the side of her face.

Veronica's lip trembled seeing this and Marguerite felt Roxton have to look away, but he tightened his arms around her.

"Veronica-" said Ned, reluctantly calling her away from their fallen companion.

She bent down and gave Marguerite a sisterly kiss on the forehead and wiping her eyes walked over to where Malone had called Challenger and Robert away so as not to disturb Marguerite or Roxton for that matter with their critical news.

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"Chief!!" Called Malone and the Cyzan warrior came running over to the group

"What is the matter?" he asked "is Marguerite alright?"

"For now," said Challenger somberly

"But that not what we need to talk about," said Malone

They all exchanged looks,

"Haiton is gone," said Veronica angrily

"What!?!" stormed the chief

"He can't- he!!" Challenger sputtered looking around hoping to find them wrong

"That coward!!" Robert hissed angrily

"We saw him making his way up the slope," Malone explained

"I can't believe this!" said Robert starting to stand when Veronica grabbed him and held him down

""Keep your voice down we don't want to upset Marguerite-" she hissed fiercely

The chief sat solemn with a frown on his face, "You weren't the only ones to see him-" he said suddenly

Everyone stared at him unsure then he looked up and met Robert's gaze. His eyes widened

"Where's Deanna?!" Blake said terror stricken getting up and looking around.

"Robert calm down shh-" Veronica hissed looking over in Marguerite's direction with her eyes.

But it was to late Marguerite knew what was going on, she could see the mountain from where she lay against Roxton's chest, and she knew the answer to Robert's question. She could see Deanna scaling the jagged slope after Haiton.

Damn she was such a relentless woman, and a vengeful one,

Then it hit her,  'The spell! I never finished the incantation!!' she remembered frantically 

Roxton was watching the others trying to figure out what was going on when he felt Marguerite's weight shift. As he turned to look at her he saw something flash in front of him, he jerked his head back and spotted what he had seen.

"Challenger-" he said still staring

"Roxton?" he said unsure as he turned around and noticed the look on the hunter's face, he looked at Marguerite who seemed to be the same but it looked like she was reaching for something?

Then he saw Roxton point and they all followed his gaze and saw Deanna and Haiton on the mountain, the two enemies about to meet.

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Haiton panted as he pulled himself up onto a wide ledge and looked down the path he had just come. He sighed; he had thought someone was following him but-

Then he heard something behind him, he slowly turned around cautiously looking anticipating what it would be.

A figure looking more like a shadow stood in the darkness on a small cliff above his ledge. It's hair and clothing blew in the wind and a large knife was glistening in the dim moonlight in its hand. It jumped down from the cliff and stood in front of him. He took a defensive step back,

'Was this the demon of the mountain?' he thought grimly

The figure arched the knife in the moonlight shining a glow revealing its face.

"YOU!" he shouted outraged but at the same he was a bit afraid. This wasn't how everything had been planned to work, she should have been dead, her friends weren't to have escaped, he was to have drained the chief and most of the Cyzan people by now, he was suppose to be all powerful not the drained coward that he was now, running away from a woman.

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"You have been a thorn in my side for far too long Haiton, " Deanna said sternly brushing a long tendril of hair from her face gently with her hand almost taunting him. She held up the knife and walked out of the darker shadows, dawn was slowly approaching and the veil of night was lighter than it had been previously.

Haiton could now see the cuts and bruises all over Deanna's body, the blood dripping from the corner of her mouth and the blood that covered the side of the ceremonial tunic she had been given to wear. Some of the blood unbeknownst to him was hers the rest was his son's and the whole look of it and her now terrified him. It was like she was the spirit of judgment coming to him to punish him for all of his crimes. But he wasn't going to go without a fight; he had worked to hard to just let it be taken away.

"Do you really think you can defeat me?" Haiton sneered as they began to circle each other like two predators sizing each other up.

"I've pulled thorns from my side before," She said staring at him with a strange slight smile playing on her lips. She was numb and focused only on one thing and she intended to get it.

Haiton couldn't take it any longer and her lunged out at her, she spun back and slashed his skin around the jaw line to the neck. But it hadn't been deep enough and it just angered him more.

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Roxton was very frustrated and was trying to work something out with the others. They told him just to relax and had moved to another area to talk to some of the Cyzan soldiers.

He closed his eyes and tried to get a grip on himself, he couldn't fall apart he had to be strong for Marguerite. Just then he heard a soft mumbling, he furrowed his eyebrows thinking and then shot them open and looked down, Marguerite had gotten a hold of the book and was reciting something.

"No!" said Roxton snatching the book from her, she was wounded, severely, it would only drain her energy, she didn't need to, she was hurt.

She looked up at him fiercely, "I have to," she said hoarsely reaching for it but she hadn't moved and inch when her body flooded with pain and she collapsed against his chest in agony

"No" he said shaking his head his voice wavering holding her till the pain seemed to pass. He was afraid, afraid that if she did, it would use up all of her strength and she would, she would-

"Lord John Richard Roxton give me that book" she ordered and then tensed herself as another wave of pain ran through her body.

Challenger and the others drew closer noticing that something was going on.

"John?" said Challenger

"No George she can't she's not strong enough, you said yourself, she-" he said tears coming to his eyes he looked down at her "WE don't even know how this works we-"

"I do," said the chief suddenly stepping foreword from where he had been standing guarding the couple.

"What?" asked Malone

"I know how it works, or is told to, she will have to be connected to him to break the Nenacshurat,"

"What do you mean connected" said Roxton abruptly getting upset

"They will have one stream of life energy under the same curse, then Marguerite can destroy it,"

"What? No, she isn't strong enough for that, I forb-"

"Don't you even say it John," Marguerite whispered through gritted teeth

He looked down at her, frustration, worry, guilt, anger and fear swimming around in hid honey green eyes.

Marguerite hated to see him this way, but she knew what had to be done and she would do it.

"I have to, I have to-," she said softly brushing his face with her hand

"I think her mind is made up John," said Challenger softly

Roxton shook his head again his jaw firmly set his head bowed, then he looked in her eyes and relented

"You are infuriating-," he said to her quietly

"And you are adorable-" she smiled weakly

Roxton couldn't help it he choked on a sob and bent down hugging her tightly but gently as not to hurt her. Then he took a deep breath and sat up, reluctantly he attempted to ease her into a better position, more in his lap and resting against his chest, he then gave her the book and helped her hold it as she weakly got to the page.

"In the meantime we are going to try and get up to Deanna," said Veronica who then looked back up at a very frenzied Robert.  He couldn't believe Deanna had gone after Haiton like that, actually yes he could. But it was the principal, he just- ah- he didn't even know!

"I-" Marguerite took a breath "I don't know-ah- how this works- but-I" she said through gritted teeth as she scanned over the pages of the book.

"Don't worry Marguerite do the best you can, we'll talk care of the rest," said Challenger gently who then nodded to Roxton and started with the others up the mountain.

"Be careful," she said as she watched them, the book wasn't clear how the spell would take care of Haiton but she had a feeling it wasn't good.

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Deanna swung her leg high in the air and kicked Haiton in the head. He hurtled back and held his head. She whimpered bending over slightly trying suppress the shooting pains in her side to pass.

"At least those long legs are used for something-" Haiton remarked with a smirk

"How dare you!!" she hissed turning around but Haiton lunged out and grabbed her, then he rammed her side with his arm, her body winced and she growling pain kicking him away. He then looked at his hand

"Blood" he said a wicked grin coming to his face as the blood on his hand began to glow and then absorbed into his hand.

Deanna frowned, she looked around at the ground with her eyes, she had lost her knife at some point and-

Suddenly Haiton jumped her and they fell over, Haiton moved his hand for her side as she struggled, she hissed in pain as he pressed his hand against her wound and began to absorb her energy.

'Blood remember genius, it's faster with blood' she screamed at herself in her head.

She thrashed about and knocked him off but he was stronger now and she was more than just a little worse for wear. She tried to scramble to her feet when she noticed how close they were to the edge of the ledge. Haiton was already on his feet and lunged for her again his thirst for energy blinding him to everything else.

Deanna screamed as he grabbed her, she snatched at her knife that lay right next to her, as they both rolled off of the cliff and began to fall.

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"No!!" Robert yelled having been alerted by the scream, he saw Deanna and Haiton fall off the ledge, they broke apart from each other in the air and hit the sides of the mountain on the way down.

"Oh my god!" said Veronica as she watched in horror as they both landed on a long narrow ledge still relatively high up, it was extended out over a pool of water created by the waterfall in the center of the mountain and neither of them moved.

"Deanna!!! DeannaAAA!!? Robert shouted as he climbed frantically over the rock to get to her, Malone followed after him.

Challenger and Veronica took another way and continued to move upward.

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Marguerite quickly began reading from the book, silently praying for it to work,

"Shrainta-meeltonsuit sokran tre salvara-" she continued on with words that held no meaning for Roxton just fear, with apprehension of what was to come of her especially when she could gasp between words or almost shoot up in pain.

He looked at the Chief who stood next to him ordering about his warriors that were making a safe perimeter for him and Marguerite. The chief looked at him and with a gentle wise smile nodded to assure him.

Roxton sighed and watched wearily as she continued then she whimpered and the wind around them began to pick up and swirl about them. Marguerite's hair was caught up in the wind and swirled about, a soft purple aura started to appear seemed to generate from Marguerite.

He began to worry as he saw more and more purple, he looked at Marguerite, she looked like she had more energy and a stronger resolve but she was sweating and looked like she was in pain, he wanted to stop her but he knew she would never let him, whatever this was it had to be.

Suddenly everything stopped as if frozen in air including Marguerite's hair, her eyes were closed and she dropped the book.

Roxton's heart began to race, then she slowly started to speak again, but it seemed to come out in frenzied whispers, that meshed together and echoed throughout the purple aura that enveloped them, she moved her hands in front of her making a triangle with her fingertips.

"Raahhhh!!!!!!" she yelled out pushing her hand forward opening her eyes a blast of dark purple light coming from her eyes and colliding into the aura, a great light erupted the force of it sending Marguerite farther back into Roxton who was bracing himself with his rifle that he had plunged into the ground.

'Please!' she thought 'Please!!'

The chief bent down on his knees and held to his position fighting the force so as not to be blown aback.

In a moment the light and the aura were gone, and all that was left of it was Marguerite crumbled against his chest panting, her eyes closed the rest of her limp in his arms.

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Deanna couldn't move, was she alive? How could she be? Perhaps even Haiton died as well, wouldn't that be wonderful news.

Deanna was enveloped in darkness but there was still a faint distant sensation to her senses. She could feel the cold hard ground she had landed on, she could smell a damp earthen scent and there was a dim hurting sensation, like her whole body was broken and it couldn't make up it's mind as to where to send the pain. But why would there be pain, she was dead wasn't she?

'No not dead just-asleep' she thought 'I can't rest there is still so much to do, when everything is fine and everyone is alright then I will sleep but now-no- I can't sleep,' she thought as hundreds of other things began creeping into her mind.  

Just then she got another twinge of her distant senses, she heard something, a soft rhythmic sound that she could hear through the cold ground.

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"AH! Challenger look!!" cried Veronica

"My god!" said Challenger

They looked down at the ledge, Haiton had survived and was walking over toward Deanna's still form.

"Noo!!" Veronica cried

"Malone!!!" Challenger yelled to alert the younger men of this critical event.

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"Oh my- Robert look!"

"Haiton!!! Don't you touch her!! Do you hear me!!!!" Robert yelled enraged as he fought the mountain to get over to them, but there was almost no way to the cliff.

Malone fought to keep up with the passion driven man.

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"So love, this is how it ends, it could have been so much better for us, if only you had accepted me- if only you had loved me," Haiton said looking Deanna's still form over. He leaned down and picked her up and carried her over to the edge of the cliff. This would give new strength to his men to see the great 'demon' at his mercy, not to mention what it would do for his own.

He raised her above his head her hair flowing down and blowing in the wind. He would drain what was left of her life energy and then he would kill her.

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"Haiton no!!! Deanna!!!" Robert screamed taking great unfathomable leaps and slides to get closer, just get close enough to shoot at him. Tears began to well in his eyes, tears of rage, sorrow and guilt that he couldn't push away as he tried and tried to get closer it was as if he wasn't moving at all he just couldn't get there, not in time.

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Haiton smiled wickedly about to take Deanna's life when he was suddenly hit with this blast of power. It caused him to drop Deanna and hurtle back into the mountain wall. Then it was quiet and Haiton let out a scream as a white force almost like a sound wave shot out of him and into everything around him, including Deanna.

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"Marguerite-Marguerite! You did it, you did! You did it!!" Roxton cheered seeing that she was fully coherent though very frail.

She shook her head holding close to him "No that wasn't it, that wasn't it-"

Roxton was suddenly alarmed, as gently as he could forced her up to look him in the eyes. "What do you mean- that wasn't it. Marguerite-" he said sternly not liking where this was going.

"It was only the first part to give us more time, he can't-he-" she whimpered, "He can't absorb energy anymore b-" she sighed moving to rest on him again, but he gently picked her up again

"But?"
"But –" suddenly she screamed out in pain, she shoved her hand into her mouth to stifle her shrieking, but her whole body hurt like she was burning alive. Roxton held her tightly his eyes wide in alarm an terror, he tried to get her hand away from her mouth so she didn't bite herself having no idea what else to do. Then she was quiet, and lay limp against his chest.

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The wave shot out into everything, giving everything new energy, mending bones and bringing warriors back from the brink of death, giving the power back to those Haiton had taken it from including the earth and so everything suddenly seemed fresher and less dismal including . . . .

 Deanna slowly fluttered her eyes open, her body ached like she had been dead and her heart suddenly restarted. She felt a cool breeze and slowly pushed herself off of the ground, then she gasped and jumped back, she was on the very edge of a narrow cliff above a glistening pool a raging waterfall crashing to it at the bottom far below.

'Narrow cliff?' she thought "how-Haiton!" she said remembering suddenly, she shot around to see him gingerly attempting to stand. His head suddenly jerked up seeing her move.

"You're alive!!" he gasped

"Sorry to disappoint you," she smirked stumbling into a standing position and walking away from the cliff's edge.

Haiton for whatever reason unknown to him felt very helpless, what was that that had hit him? It didn't matter he's just drain Deanna again. So he ran at her, she braced herself and kicked him in the stomach knocking him down.

She was surprised at how weak he seemed to be, something had definitely happened will she was out.

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"Your alive!!" Marguerite gasped suddenly shooting up almost falling out of Roxton's grasp. Her eyes were glazed over a bit and she didn't sound like herself.

"Sorry to disappoint you," she said then changing tones

"Marguerite! Marguerite!- Chief what is the matter with her?!" Roxton demanded to know

"She must be connected with him now, this must be what is going on up there," he said looking up at the mountain, he could no longer see his friend or his enemy but he knew they were there.

"So- she's possessed?! How does that help!!" Roxton said looking around in panic and exasperation

"No I don't think she is, I think she is just seeing what he's seeing, experiencing what he is,"

"How does this break the curse?"

"It doesn't- we need to bring her back to her senses or she may-" explained the chief

Suddenly Marguerite shouted in pain grabbing at her stomach, which Roxton stopped her from doing in fear that it would upset her wound.

"May what!?!" Roxton shouted

"She may die, and then we all will. She needs to finish the spell for all of our sakes." The Chief said gravely

"You vicious woman!!" Marguerite shouted

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"Why Haiton you know flattery will get you nowhere." Deanna smiled cockily then she saw her knife on the ground to the side

Haiton saw the same and they both lunged, Haiton grabbed her by the hair and threw her backward. She shouted in pain having fallen on her side. Haiton pinned her to the ground and tried to absorb her life force.

"What is going on?" he growled frustrated nothing happening

Deanna grinned smugly turning her face toward him noticing that his eyes had begun to turn back to their natural ominous yellow, grey color.

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"Marguerite! Come on Marguerite come back to us, Come back to me!" Roxton pleaded with her

"Times up Haiton you-" Marguerite began in a placid voice but then stopped suddenly her face grimacing in what looked like an internal struggle.

"Wait I think it may be working, keep calling to her," cried the Chief

Roxton looked up at him and nodded, "Marguerite. Listen to me Marguerite please for once. Come back to us we need you! Mar-"

Marguerite suddenly shot up in his arms "John!" she yelled and then fell back limp.

"Marguerite speak to me please!" he said to her stroking her face

"W-what's going on?" she asked looking around not having the strength to move

"It's alright now, it's ok-"

"No-" she whispered, "I can feel him, he-he's still alive-"

Roxton wanted to say something to make everything just go away, she was so weak so vulnerable and delicate but he just looked into her eyes and could still see her fierce spirit burning in their depths.

He looked over feeling her move, she was reaching for the book, gently fingering its thick leather cover. He reached over and took her hand and the book and brought them in front of her.

"You know" he swallowed " how I-," he started fear shaking his voice

Marguerite smiled softly, but she couldn't say anything, she couldn't encourage him especially now, especially when she didn't know what the outcome would be. She looked down and opened the book, it was taking all over her strength to focus and stay conscious let alone move.

Roxton put his face in her hair as she began to read again, her voice quiet and weak.

"Cepra-toun- raut, sreay Melei, a-aroum-"

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Deanna struggled to her feet holding her side, fresh blood running over her fingers. She looked up as Haiton came at her with a rock. She reached out and grabbed  his arm twisting it in it's socket, using most of the strength she had left. She took the rock and threw it at him, it hit him in the chest and her fell back to the ground.

'Oh how will this end' Deanna thought watching in exasperation as Haiton began to stand again, she was worried she knew she couldn't keep this up forever and for once she felt truly helpless and the guilt wrenched at her heart.

Then the wind began to pick up, thunder and lightening illuminating the sky, even in the dark the clouds could be seen gathering and crashing about.

Deanna grabbed her knife off the ledge and stuck it in her sash then her eyes suddenly  grew wide as she looked up at the sky

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"Oh my- Blake look at the sky!" cried Ned

"What? - What is that?" he asked looking around "Another of Haiton's tricks!!"

I don't think so," said Ned slowly as he walked to the edge of the cliff they were on

The clouds were swirling together and creating what looked like a type of funnel, lightening being tumbled about within it, lighting up its deep dark center like a beacon in the mists of a black ocean.

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The sky was churning and the wind around Roxton and Marguerite was streaked with purple energy that began to crackle and rage as the storm progressed, as if it was just waiting to strike.

Roxton was almost holding up Marguerite like she was dead weight but she continued to read, her face looked frenzied almost mad, as she began to shout the words she was uttering the energy angrily crackling around them, as if not wanting to be ordered about as it was. But her strength was depleting and Roxton could feel her getting weaker in his arms.

She suddenly stopped and gasped once for breath her head falling back her body going limp.

"Roxton!" said the chief seeing it begin to happen

"Ah- Marguerite!- Marguerite!" he laid her down cupping her face in his hand, looking the rest of her body over checking to see if the packing had come out of her wound, but there was no large amounts of fresh blood. He looked back at her. She had opened her eyes and was looking at him, but it was different somehow there was, sadness!! Roxton was taken aback by the large amount of sorrow in her face.

"Marguerite, oh Marguerite-" he didn't no what else to say, then he realized something she was giving up, she was actually giving up, well she wouldn't stand for that.

"Marguerite! Come on, you can do this I know you can, we believe in you" he said as he as gently as he could pulled her up and put the book in front of her face,

"Now come on, I know I don't know everything about you, but I do know this you are not a quitter, you never have been, so don't you start now do you hear me! Marguerite!"

And Roxton couldn't help but grin, she had that look, that look like when he wakes her up in the early morning to go hunting, and then her lips curled into a smirk and she looked back down at the book.

The words came out slowly but she was saying them when she suddenly collapsed again as they sky thundered, so she could only whisper the words reading them from her place against Roxton's chest.

It was breaking Roxton's heart and frustrating him beyond measure that there was no way he could help her, if only he could give her his energy his strength his-

Just them Roxton noticed something he slowly began to understand what Marguerite was saying had she accidentally slipped into English, no that couldn't be but he was getting this feeling an understanding of what she was saying like it was his native tongue. He looked at the book, there were words the symbols made sense he could pronounce them, but how?

He looked at Marguerite, it didn't matter, he could help her, and he could be her strength, like she had always been for him whether she knew it or not.  He slowly began to speak the words with her and the purple aura in the wind was joined by a brilliant gold one. Marguerite weakly looked at him awe and love in her eyes. The book slowly dropped from their hands but they continued to speak, neither knowing where the words were coming from or caring as long as they were each other's arms.

The Chief's head shot up as he heard Roxton begin speaking in the dead tongue. He stepped back as the two auras began to crackle and swirl about surrounding them, the colors of the two spirits enveloping them.

Roxton could feel that they were coming to the end of the spell his strength beginning to diminish, but Marguerite was more than extremely weak and it was taking all of her strength to stay conscious. He could see tears forming in her eyes. Roxton was so in love with her, he couldn't even begin to imagine how to express it. Yet at the moment he felt this twinge of fear in the pit of his stomach as he uttered the last words of the spell and in that same instant he leaned down and kissed her opening up his heart and revealing all of his love to her.

Then the auras tightened around them becoming one and bursting into a luminous sliver that erupted and shot straight up into the sky, the light of the explosion blinding everyone, making it impossible to see either Marguerite or Roxton.

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Haiton noticed the sky and mumbled something to himself and made for the mountain but Deanna blocked his path, something about the sky was scaring him and she intended to make him face it.

She punched Haiton in the face twice knocking him down onto his back, finding strength in his fear, he pulled her down with her and they began to wrestle about.

Haiton kicked Deanna back with his feet and scrambled to up to stand as they heard a giant explosion and a startling silver light ripped through the sky and was sucked into the dark funnel. A lightening bolt shot out of the mouth of the funnel and into the ground at Haiton's feet.

"Oh-" said Deanna in shock as she watched the funnel which now looked more like a cyclone begin to descend upon them. She backed up toward the mountain when Haiton ran past her, she quickly turned grabbing his cloak and with all her strength pulled him back throwing him forward.

"Are you mad?! You horrid woman!! It'll get us both!" Haiton shouted over the swirling wind.

"I don't care, this is your demon and I'm going to see that you face it!" she shouted turning him toward the glowing cyclone that was coming toward them.

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"Challenger!!" Veronica cried grabbing him just as the winds were about to sweep him off of the ledge

"What are we going to do? That thing is coming right toward us,"

"I believe this is the solution Marguerite had created, that Veronica is Haiton's problem,"

"Yeah but do you think it knows that!" she shouted over the wind.

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Deanna grabbed onto the jagged rocks on the side of the ledge, as the funnel got closer the wind got worse, it was almost sucking them in.

The cyclone stopped at the edge of the cliff, swirling and glowing, as it seemed to try and suck everything in. Deanna looked back and gasped almost losing her grip on the rocks. There were images churning about in depths of the funnel, which now looked more like a portal. The images looked like people and monsters, she could almost hear their moaning on the wind as it tried to rip her from her refuge.

Haiton grasped to the cracks in the ledge having nothing else to hold onto, he cried out as lightening shot out from the portal just missing him, he was just out of it's reach, if only he could get farther away. In desperation he grabbed onto the only thing in his reach, Deanna.

Deanna yelled out in pain as Haiton latched onto her raw ankle.

"This is your problem!!- This is your doing!!- So leave me be!!" Deanna yelled trying to kick him away but she lost her grip and they went hurtling back toward the portal.

In an actual stroke of luck Deanna hit the ground the knife in her sash stabbing into the cracks in the rock and dirt, unfortunately it twisted up and into her side. At the jolt Haiton let go of her leg and fell back into a lightening jolt, which instead of shocking him wrapped around his leg and began to pull him back toward the portal.

Deanna looked away confident that he was to get what he was due and laid on the cool ground away from the harsh wind attempting to contain her pain the knife handle still sticking into her wounded side.

When suddenly she heard shouting over the wind.

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"What is going on over there!!" shouted Robert as they edged closer to the ledge Haiton and Deanna were on.

It looked like Haiton had been somehow captured by the strange portal but there was a sudden small burst of light and he was free and stalking over to where Deanna was lying on the ground.

"Deanna!!! Deanna!!" They called when Malone suddenly got an idea, they were close enough and the wind was just right that maybe just maybe-

He threw the bowl he had been carrying as a weapon and let the wind take it send it-

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Haiton yelled as he fell back something slamming right into his forehead.

Deanna jerked up realizing what had happened, she looked up toward Malone and Robert thankfully.

Haiton had fallen back into the reach of the arms of energy and lightening that were furiously trying to catch him. They grabbed onto both his legs and began to pull back.

"If I'm going! YOU are coming with me!!" he yelled grabbing Deanna's legs.

Her fingernails scratched into the earth and stone as she was pulled backwards, the knife wedged into the rocks dragging across and bruising her side and torso as it ran along her body. She grabbed onto it when it was free of her and held on for all she was worth as it began to move the pressure pulling it slowly from the crack. More and more bursts of energy began to rap around Haiton's body making it harder and harder to keep a good hold to anything.

As usual Deanna made a quick decision and pulled the knife from the crack, she was quickly pulled back toward Haiton, but she turned around to face him the knife held firmly in her hand, it stabbing him square in the chest.

"I'm done Haiton, it's over, you die-" she shouted over the moaning wind as she stared into his angry face that was grimacing in pain, fury and fear.

She dropped to the ground as Haiton let go of her. She then attempted to scramble her way back up the ledge that was cracking and breaking off the mountain from the force of the portal.

"Deanna! No please!!! Deanna PLEASE!!!---DEANNAAAA!!!" he screamed in a terror stricken voice as in a burst of energy, lightening, thunder, cloud and smoke he was pulled into the portal. Which then combust emitted the most ear piecing screams that Deanna was sure were coming from the wretched souls trapped inside.

All was quite and Deanna could see the dawn appearing over the trees, it was amazing that this had all happened in one night. She sighed as she let herself lay back onto the cold hard rock which then suddenly moved. She shot up realizing that it was about to crumble. She quickly got to her feet and ran as well as she could to the mountain, but there was nowhere to climb. She ran to the far side the rock beneath her feet shifting. But there was no way up there either.

"You have to be kidding me, I get away from THAT to get this!!" she groaned looking around when she heard a familiar voice.

"Deanna!"

She looked up the see Veronica and Challenger on a small overhang just above hers.

"Hurry Deanna!" Challenger called as he leaned down to reach her.

The rock beneath her feet began to shift again and so she ran and leapt up wrapping her arms around Challenger as the ledge beneath her finally gave way and fell.

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"Deanna!!!" Robert shouted from just across the circular cavern having not seen Challenger grab her.

"We've got her Robert! We've got her" Veronica called over to them leaning down and helping challenger pull her up.

"I'll say" Deanna smiled in relief, looking down at her dangling feet. "Thank you"

Challenger chuckled pulling her onto the ledge. "Are you alright?" he asked

"As expected I suppose," she said lightly shifting her sash so no one could see her wound.

"How is Marguerite!?! Is she alright!?" she asked urgently

"We don't know,"

"Then we had better get down there quickly" she said trying to jump up but regretting it as her body filled with shoots of pain and her head with dizziness.

Challenger held her up around the shoulders "We'll get down in due time, you've been through a lot,"

"We all have," she said gravely walking with them as they began to descend. Robert and Malone going down the way they came.

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Roxton awoke to the Chief slapping him briskly in the face.

"That's a good lad, come on" he heard him saying through the darkness. Roxton sat up with a start looking around, he and Marguerite had been blown apart during the blast and he didn't know what had happened. It was light out now but it was grey and the smell of rain was on the air.

The chief stood in front of him blocking his view trying to get his attention and make sure he was all right.

"Lord Roxton?"

"Where is Marguerite? Where is she is?! she all right!?!" he said looking up into the chief's somber face.

"No no-What happened? Where is she!?! let me see her!" he said trying to get up and move past him, But the Chief was a large man and he was weaker now so the task was much easier said then done especially in his state.

Just then they heard a scream and a tumult of shouting. The chief turned his head to see Deanna running down the mountain, Veronica and Challenger behind her.

"Shermak! Kety!!" the Chief called motioning to Deanna

And they moved to block her.

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"Look at me! And think real hard, tell me you want to stand in my way," she barked angrily

They looked at each other and stood aside, the chief rolled his eyes with a groan.

Deanna walked over.

Marguerite lay on the ground unmoving, her face calm and peaceful looking, all of her features softened and resolved. A look that Deanna had seen far to many times than she would have liked to recall.

She dropped down to her knees next to her friend Veronica coming up behind her, both with the same look of helplessness and shock. Veronica hesitantly leaned down and felt for a pulse and gasped pulling her hand away to her mouth her eyes filling with tears.

'It would be her that we came to find only to lose again' she thought bitterly

Deanna looked at her in complete disbelief or rather denial.

She lent foreword and listened for a heartbeat, there was none.

"No" Deanna said softly "no-no no!" she set getting upset Veronica moved to take her hand but Deanna jerked it away,

"NO I won't believe it, I won't mourn yet!! Not again, I've spent too much of my life under a black veil! Not again!!" she said angrily beginning to go into a rage.

"Robert! Robert can't you do something can't you help her!" she cried looking back but Robert could only bow his head and look away.

"Challenger? Please-" Deanna said tears coming to her eyes as she looked back down and Marguerite's still form. Then she saw the book laying off to the side of her it's pages blowing in the breeze, Deanna reached out and pulled it to her fingering over the pages and then slammed it shut!

"Damn you Haiton!! Damn them all!!" Robert winced know who "them all" were " AAAAAHHH!!! "she screamed out angrily slamming the book on the ground as she continued to curse slipping into different languages and dialects that she had picked up over her lifetime now and then.

"OH Ned," Veronica whimpered walking over to him, he wrapping his arm around her, feeling a knot in his throat.

"AHH!! This stupid book had everything, it did everything! It even killed her!! AHH! Are you telling me it doesn't even have a bloody jumpstart spell!!!" she cried choking on a sob slamming the book with her whole hand onto the ground, but it bounced back off the ground red sparks emitting from it through Deanna's hand and shooting into Marguerite's wound causing her body to convulse once.

"AH!" Deanna shouted in pain wrenching her hand away and falling back. Robert began to walk over to her when Roxton, who had finally freed himself from the chief, ran in front of him and stopped suddenly.

Roxton felt his knees about to give way when he saw Marguerite's hand move. He looked at Deanna who was looking back at him, both unsure if they should believe, but Marguerite suddenly gasped deeply for breath her back curving upward then it relaxed and after that her bosom rose and fell with the gentle rhythm of her breathing.

Everyone gasped,

"It's a miracle," said Challenger

"It's cheap luck, but I'll take it all the same!!" Deanna smiled through tears of joy.

"Oh god-" gasped Roxton falling to his knees next to her caressing her face and holding her hand, she was unconscious but she was alive. "That's my girl" he whispered to her "Never a quitter" he grinned joyfully

"Robert-" said Deanna with a bit of alarm in her voice

"What is it?" Robert asked coming over to her

"There's fresh blood, on the ground and seeping through her bandages-" Deanna said lifting up her hands to show him.

"OH no-" he said kneeling down thinking,

Suddenly Deanna noticed how quite it was she stood up and looked around, no one was fighting all of Haiton's men were gone, fled into the jungle, and the Cyzan warriors were gathering back together and tending to their wounded.

"Like the rats they are-" Veronica commented standing next to her, she nodded in agreement.

"Well-" Robert's voice called them back to the matter at hand "It can't be delayed any longer, we need to get her back to the village or" he looked at everyone "she will die"

"Well which way do we go?" asked Roxton jumping up.

"Relax we have some time, we need to get her a type of stretcher-"
"We will take care of it," said the Chief with a gratified and hospitable smile.

Roxton nodded, and everyone began gathering their weapons and preparing to start straight off for the village.

"How much time?" Deanna asked walking over to where Robert was left tending to Marguerite, her voice stern.

"A ruff estimate? With no complications-sundown," he said gravely then turned to face her.

She looked off into the distance determined, a hand unconsciously, gingerly going to her injured side.

"Sundown," she said austerely

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Author's Notes: *Pant-pant-Pant * OH my Ah!!! You think that was long enough?! You think it took long enough to post?!?!

Sorry about that by the way, and I am sorry to those whose I'm sure wonderful stories I haven't read yet, I have been so incredibly busy. . Like I'm not making up excuses I REALLY HAVE BEEN BUSY!!!
AHHHHHH!!!!

I went back to school and my schedule is so different and AH! That I actually have to do all of my homework to get it in on time!! Can we relate? I don't know?!? . .but-so- yeah . . . that's part of the 'fun' that I'm having right now, so please bear with me . . .again. I think the next chapter will be easier to write so I hope to have my next chapter out soon.

Yeah, like with the actual definition of soon, not my definition of soon, you know. When I get a break from school. 

I had so much more to post but at the moment it has all slipped my mind, well I hope you liked it and even if you didn't I really want SPECIFIC DETAILED REVIEWS this time please or the usual whatever just . . be kind . . you know . .lol

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