A/N: Haha...time for chapter three!! I suppose you're all waiting for an explanation. Don't worry...you'll get it. In this chapter, I mean.

A/N: Thanks again to all the reviewers!! *Hugs teddy bear that has the word 'Review' written across it's chest* They make me feel special!!

A/N: Sorry this was so slow in coming. I'm sorta on an original fic binge, so this got swept to the side for a while. Yeah.

A/N: Regarding the genders of the Charters-I have based them on knowledge and assumption. Kibeth (Abhorsen spoiler) is female because the Disreputable Dog was the Disreputable Bitch. Bitch referring to female dog, not evil person. Astarael is female. Ranna, though many people didn't catch this, is female, because of a sentence in Lirael when Sabriel is talking about Kerrigor. She says, "Ranna holds her hand more firmly on Kerrigor than she does Mogget" or something like that. The rest are assumptions, and if you have a problem with them, please tell me.

A/N: (Last one, I swear!!) random-candle, I may be wrong on this, but I'm pretty sure that Kibeth and Belgaer are the Wallmakers. After all, the were the first ones to ever be on Earth at all, so they must have been doing something, right? According to the poem in Sabriel, "three and five became stone and mortar". Three is Kibeth and five is Belgaer. Stone and mortar directly refers to the wall. I think.

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Kibeth stared open mouthed at the now-grinning Yrael. Regaining composure, she looked at him as if he were some sort of nasty bug.

"I'm not really your mother, you know," she said, trying desperately not to sound strained. It didn't work. Her voice cracked, and Yrael noticed.

"You and Belgaer created me, did you not?" he asked with a smug smile.

Belgaer looked at Yrael. "Well..." he started.

Kibeth cut in. "You worthless...."

Belgaer slapped a hand over her mouth.

"Shh. Yrael, yes, Kibeth and I are your...parents. But not in the way you think of it. We created you from Free Magic, but you are still part of the Charter, whether you like it or not," he said.

Yrael continued to smile in his own glittering sort of way.

"Mother, don't look at me with such contempt," he said in sardonic anguish. "It makes me feel.inadequate."

Kibeth freed herself of Belgaer's hold.

"You are inadequate, you worthless lump of Free Magic!" she growled.

Yrael's grin vanished. A look of pure scorn crossed his face. Kibeth gasped as Yrael started to glow. The lines of his body faded, he seemed to stretch to an unnatural length. He became painfully thin and tall, taller than even Mosrael and Saraneth. He turned a blue-ish white color, and seemed to burn with a blinding fire.

"Yrael." Kibeth started. Belgaer jumped in.

"Yrael! Do not think that just because you are able to switch from your human form to your Free Magic form freely makes you more powerful than the Charters. We created you from the Charter, and just because you did not join with us does not mean we don't have power over you." With that, he pulled a large metal ring out from behind his back and swung it over Yrael's neck.

Yrael looked down at the metallic circle.

"Ha! You think that some.toy.can bind me? You think wrong. You are the Charters, but in making me, you.." He started to say. The ring seemed to have cut off his ability to speak. He choked, and as the red of the ring's ruby started to spread, he turned to look at Kibeth.

"Mother.." He gasped.

Kibeth glared at him. "Do not take me for a fool, Yrael. I am one of the Wallmakers. You were our child. Now you are nothing but a relic. You are not giving yourself to the Charter, so you do not deserve to live as one of us. You are forever bound to Mosrael's line, the Abhorsens. You will serve his ancestors until the end of time, or until one of them sets you free."

Belgaer stepped forward and rang a large bell. Its sound cut through the quiet of the cave like the roar of an angry bear. Yrael screamed and diminished. Sitting in front of the Charters was a small white cat with strangely bright green eyes.

"It is done," Mosrael murmured.

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How.interesting. Ok, fine, it sucked. The fic isn't over yet. I have every intention of making it five chapters long. You'll see.Lirael and Sam are gonna be in the last one. Fun fun fun. No, it's not romance. You sickos. They're related. Ick.

Hahaha.

KTD