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Warning:This chappie contains violence and language.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

All right, All right already. I have been told that I just need to get on with it and add the fluff. As this fic is already finished you will see that that is a little hard to do. :) But, I'm going to try, for you reviewers. You have been warned: I am terrible at fluff writing, took me a week to write the last fluff scene I did (which you have yet to see). So don't yell, you wanted this!

~~:Chapter 17: Death to Yazlia:~~

Lia awoke to loud heavy banging against her door. She rolled to glare at the heavy oak door that was shaking in its frame. She quickly threw off the covers and ran to her door. Her feet stung as they hit the freezing floor. She opened the door.

Jasson was standing there.

"What?" She snapped.

"Boy, are you crabby."

"I'm not crabby, I'm a girl. What do you want?"

"I just wanted to tell you that we're leaving. The passes cleared and Minchi wants us back." Lia was shocked.

"Oh, okay bye." She said giving him a hug. "I'll see you this summer. Tell everybody I said bye okay?"

"Sure. I'll see ya. Now go back to bed before you bite someone." He said taking off down the hallway. Lia glared and went back to bed.

A few days later, a caravan rode in proving Jason's claim that the passes were clear. Lia was in the central courtyard when they came in. Lia watched as two people stepped out of the carriage. As they came closer Lia realized who they were.

"Erica, Nia!" She yelled running towards them.

"Lia." The two girls cried in unison and ran towards Lia.

"Hey, how are you? We haven't seen you in forever." Erica squealed.

"I've been good. What are you doing here?" Lia asked as they walked towards the inner compound.

"We're here to help plan the route through Carthak." Nia answered.

"How long will you be here?"

"Till spring." Nia said.

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Lia spent the rest of the afternoon visiting with her friends. They had made her get her measurements taken for a ball gown for the next night. Lia wasn't really looking forwards to it. She was sick and tired of balls. She wanted some action. She wanted to beat something up, preferably a person. A boy person.

She lay in bed that night holding her necklace. The ornate symbols dug into her hand, she didn't notice.

Images were flashing against the back of her eyelids. At first they were hazy, but were getting clearer. A large green forest that fell into dark black waters her sight sped across the waters bringing her to a large dark emerald castle that rose straight up out of the water. Then she saw a large black octopus inside. It turned, it wasn't an octopus, it was a woman one of the Krankon people, descendants of the octopi and humans. With their perfect faces and ugly souls. Evil and disasterous creatures. As it turned and looked at Lia it whispered.

Melodius.

Lia gasped and sat up straight. Her body was covered in a cold sweat. She couldn't get that sick whispery voice out of her head. The image of that woman-thing was painted in her mind. That was what she had to defeat, Melodius. Her destiny lied in this creature. Her purpose in life was now to train and kill. Lia was no longer just a girl, she was destined to kill.

         Her entire body shuddered at the thought. The Krankon were legends, supposed to be deadly, vicious and unfeeling. The gods had locked them up near the beginning of time. People had killed them, blown them and their lairs to pieces. They had magic that could bend humans to their will. Command them to do whatever they wanted. Command them to harm, torture maim and kill. That explained the attacks on her life, the odd colored gift that inhabited the men who attacked her.

Lia couldn't take it anymore. She stood splashed cold water on her face. She sighed; she had to kill a Krankon. The sky was pitch black, the darkest hour before dawn. She began a rigorous practice with her swords. Eventually loosing herself as she lunged and thrust. Her body twisted to her commands. Soon, she was covered in sweat. Lia took no notice of it. It was well past dawn when she went to the public baths to wash. She scrubbed every inch of herself twice trying to wash away every reminder of her dream. She scrubbed until her skin was a harsh pink.

Walking out of the baths she saw the sun, a large white-hot reminder that her life was not yet a sacrifice to humanity. She shook her head she had got to quit thinking like that.

Looking once again at the sun she saw a gray cloud approaching. It grew larger far to quickly.

She ran up flights and flights of stairs to the watchtower. The guard was asleep. She took the watch glass from the guard's hand and looked out the window. A group of stormwings where headed straight towards Haven. The flock glinted green. Melodiys knew where Lia was. Inhaling quickly Lia blew the alarm code for a stormwing attack. The guard had woken up and was looking at the stormwings in fear. Stormwings rarely attacked, but when they did they were ruthless.

She ran back to her room. She pulled on breeches and a shirt, all her knives, daggers, her sword, quiver and arrows. She jumped onto the wall and ran out to the outer edge of the city where the fighting was just beginning.

She crouched down and carefully aimed. Her arrow grazed the side of a stormwings head. Lia sighed and aimed again. Again and again she shot, sometimes missing and sometimes hitting her targets. Once she was out of arrows she jumped off the wall. Lia hit the ground and rolled. She popped back up and ran towards the thick of the fight.

The stormwings were flying low and raking people with their claws. Lia drew her swords and waited till the stormwings were above her. When one was directly above her she thrust her sword directly into its gut. She pulled it out and rolled away. A little of the blood landed on her arm but she ignored it. Gritting her teeth she waited for the next stormwings to fly over.

It came only a few minutes after the first. The stormwings were fixated on her, their eyes locked and Lia gripped her sword.

It flew straight at her. The giant silver claws extended. The thing started swearing at her. As it flew over her one of the claws ripped through her shoulder. Lia shoved her sword up. It cut the stormwings leg off, slicing the tender skin that was hidden in between the iron feathers and the scaly bird feet.

Lia was showered in burning silver blood. She felt the cold fire race across her body until she felt the pain consume her. Every part of her body felt like it was it's own separate flame. Burning her in agony. She could feel her soul slipping away. Sliding down a dark well. And then, it stopped. There was no more pain: Only a simple, blissful, pleasure. The bliss of absence. Dismemberment from everything and anything. The bliss of death.

Hmmm, author is appalled. Author has killed her main character. How does one work with that? It's not everyday you can just kill someone off ya know.**thinks** 'What to do? What to do?

A haunting whispering voice spoke to her: The voice of ages and knowing: The voice of time: The voice of Destiny.

It is not yet time my daughter. Your time shall come. Prepare.

With that, she released Lia. She was falling back down to the surface. She saw someone kneeling by her body. Lia noticed the blood burns were gone but her shoulder was still a mess. As she fell closer to her body, she saw Erikk and her father standing by her body. They were fighting off immortals that wanted to eat her empty corpse.

Her spirit landed in her body with a flash of silver light rimmed with emerald green. Lia felt the familiar warmth of life return to her fingertips. Her hands still gripped her swords.  She opened her eyes. They were loosing. She stood up and began the ever-familiar movements to kill. Familiar and natural her body took over. These immortals had killed her, and she would return the favor. She didn't realize that they had fled. The only thing she knew was the urge to kill and destroy.

A warm hand on her face brought her out of her obsession. Lia turned to look at him. It took her a moment to realize who he was. When she did she threw her arms around him and began to sob into his shoulder. He responded by wrapping his arms around her waist. He felt that if he let go of her he'd never see her again.

"She's a war demon." Her father said sadly. Erikk just nodded. He rested his head on hers. He was so tired. Lia had died. She had been dead and he had felt like part of his soul had died also. He picked Lia up and kissed her head, she snuggled up close to his chest. He slowly walked up to the central compound.

After placing her into bed, he ran to the library. Searching through the oldest books in the library, he found what he was looking for. The book of Destiny.

Destiny was the god behind destiny. Each great hero of time was somehow connected to her. Her greatest hero's were Champions. Champions were war demons.

And the champion will arrive. They will need a partner, for they will not be able to control the demon inside them.

He snapped the tome shut. A cloud of dust blew up into his face. He coughed and pushed it back in its place, so Lia was a war demon, and possibly a Champion. She had a long road ahead of her.

Erikk turned and walked back to Lia's room. As he entered the room, he saw her father sitting there.

"So is she?" Neal asked tiredly.

"It looks like it." Erikk said leaning against a wall.

"Great, just great."

Lia sat up three days later. Surprisingly, she felt wonderful. Her mauled shoulder felt fine. She noticed Erikk sleeping on her floor and snickered.

As quietly as possible, Lia got out of bed and walked to her dresser. She picked the pitcher of water up. She padded over to were Erikk was sleeping. Lia poured the water over his body, starting from his head down to his legs. He mumbled something and then he shot up sputtering. Lia quickly dumped the rest of the water on his head and backed away.

"Lia!" He squeaked. Lia laughed and backed further away. He reached out and grabbed her ankle. Lia fell over. Erikk rolled over and Lia landed in the puddle of water. She squealed. He leaned in close to her. She could feel his breath on her face. She had to say something or she would go wild.

"Hey you should be nice to me!" She said as she rolled on top of him, forcing him to lie in the puddle one again. He grinned.

"Why?" He said pushing her back into the water.

"Cause I died." Lia said with a grin.

"I know; it was sad, but I'm still not going to treat you different. Sorry." He said with a grin. Lia stifled a groan; he was once again on top of her. He didn't know what this did to her god-awful hormones. Lia harrumphed at him and knocked him over.

"I am highly offended." She pouted.

"Don't be." He said pouting back.

"Alright fine." He grinned. She glared, why did she give into him so easy?

"I'm gonna go get dry 'cause somehow I got wet. Now, you need to go back to sleep." He said.

"No I don't." She said stubbornly. He gave her a look. "I'm fine, really."

"I don't believe you but, I'll meet you for lunch?"

"Sure. See you then." Lia said smiling. She walked to her bathroom. Picking up a towel she leaned against the wall to take a breather. After a minute she stood up and went to clean up the giant puddle of water.

She opened her wardrobe. Lia leaned against the big oak door while looking at her clothes. Finally pulling on a green skirt and a cream top she ran a brush through her hair. Slipping on a pair of black shoes she walked out of the door.

Lia made it halfway to the dining hall before she had to sit. Luckily, there were plush red couches along the hallways. She had no idea that it had taken her forty-five minutes to get this far. She rested her head against the stonewall behind her. Some one was walking toward her. They stopped in front of her. She opened an eye and groaned. Erikk was looking at her.

"I told you ya needed to go back to bed."

"I know." Lia said. "Can we just go to lunch?"

"Can you eat lunch?" He asked worried.

"Yes." Lia said standing up. She almost fell over. Erikk caught her. His are holding her by the waist. Lia rolled her eyes; he had got to quit doing that.

"Sure you can." He said turning her around.

"Bastard." Lia swore. He smiled and hit her lightly on the back of her head.

Okay, so it wasn't exactly fluff, I tried! Maybe next chappie. I just couldn't get it to work. So yeah, throw your tomatoes, I got an umbrella. So did you like it? Did you hate it? I wish to be informed of your feelings

~~Ana~~