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Neerah: by Silent Flame
Chapter 2
Reedan sat on his dark thrown, anxious to see what was coming. Reedan was a ruthless warlord that would destroy anything that crosses his path. Hundreds of lives lost, all by his hand. His hands forever stained by the blood of innocents. He was damn proud. He had power, not rooted in respect, but fear. Humans are so easy to control if they fear for their life. Many would give me their children, to let them live a moment longer. Many have. He lived for pain and suffering nothing else.
The old woman in his war room, was hunched over shaking violently right in front of him. But he was used to it; this was what all her visions were like. Her visions of the future had benefited him, many times in battle. He actually found the woman quite repulsive. She had dull white hair that looked like weeds and so many wrinkles you could plant seeds in them. Her eyes were white but part of her right eye was covered, in a kind of yellow film and whenever she talked you could see she was missing teeth. The ones she had left were green. She also smelled like rotting meat. He might be an evil warlord but at least he bathed. The only reason he kept her around was because she had premonitions of the future. The woman suddenly stopped shaking with a gasp and looked at him with her cold white eyes.
"What have you seen old woman?" Reedan asked eager to know.
"Let me gather my thoughts on what I've seen my lord," she said with a smile on her face, clearly showing her ugly mouth. Lips so tight, it looked like a curved line was painted on her gruesome face.
He hated when she teased him and now he was getting angry. "What must I do to ensure that I reign supreme?" he asked loudly.
"Patience is a virtue my lord," the old woman answered slyly, knowing it would make him angrier. The fact that he could slice her in half in two seconds flat, did not stop her taunting.
"Well I've run out of patience old woman. Now tell me what you've seen." He had just gone past angry and it's not smart to even make an evil warlord angry, much less go past that point.
The old seer looked at him and stated calmly, "I have seen your death. She paused to let her statement sink in and saw Reedan's eyes widen in shock, then slowly fill with rage. She continued non-pulsed. "There is one woman who seeks revenge for your burning her village and killing her people. She will kill you", the old woman stated evenly. When Reedan started to laugh hysterically and almost fell of his thrown she narrowed her eyes in anger. "DO NOT think my visions foolish!!! They are never wrong. This girl will bring you to your knees through a swords hilt, and you can do nothing to stop what is foretold," she yelled loud enough so that her voice bounced off and echoed throughout the room.
"Then who is this "woman" that shall end my rule? I find it entertaining. No man has ever been able to even injure me, much less a woman. Tell me now, so I can be rid of her," he said, still trying to control his laughter.
"Her name is Neerah and she is a very capable fighter. Your soldiers will not be able to defeat her," the old woman answered.
"Fine then, I'll kill her myself," Reedan replied. He started to walk back to his chambers, thinking of different ways how he would kill this girl, this Neerah.
The old woman looked at his retreating figure and murmured low, " As I said, you cannot stop what has been written by fate. Your death will come on swift wings, for she has already started her journey.
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Mica had been following this woman throughout the night and found her fascinating. He had been a thief since the age of seven. He was fairly tall, and had steel blue eyes, which according to many women, made them melt. He had shaggy brown hair and some pieces fell into his eyes as he stared at the woman he had been trailing. She carried two creatures with her. The smaller animal with her he found the most interesting. It brightly glowed throughout the night. If it weren't for that little creature he wouldn't have been able to follow her, so he was mighty thankful. Around the girl's neck was the most intricate piece of jewelry he had ever seen. It was some sort of black prism with small diamonds randomly placed on the surface and a silver serpent wrapped around its shape. It should bring a pretty price at market. He was also sure he could get something for the pets she carried with her.
The woman lay sleeping, unaware of anything happening around her. Her hand lay on her knife, placed on her hip. Mica approached her silently. Her animals were asleep as well, snoring loudly. He froze when the rabbit/fox turned over and snorted nastily. He grimaced and looked toward the woman, to check if she was still asleep. Mica let out a silent breath of relief. He slowly crept toward her. He stopped for a moment to admire her looks. She was quite the sight. Long dark, brown hair fell to the middle of her back in soft waves. She was curled up on her side but he could tell she was not short but not too tall. She wore brown pants and a black V- neck shirt without sleeves and a few rips. He shook his head. No need to get side tracked. He started to make a grab for the necklace before she woke up.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," she stated calmly, startling him, her eyes closed. Still lying on her side she grabbed a firm hold on his wrist that was inches away from her necklace. Her hazel eyes snapped open. With the same amount of speed, she brought the tip of her knife to his neck. She stayed in that position for a while sizing him up with her eyes. He felt like a slave on an auction block. Before he could think about that any further, she knocked him out with the blunt end of her knife.
************************************************************** A/N: I think this chap is better than the first. It may be slightly longer. Any way Please review (I know its a pain but I'd really appreciate it!!!) tell me what u think and voice your opinions. Oh by the way thanks to Imprisoned in Cork for the wonderful review she wrote. Loved that you liked Nemo I think he's adorable too. I wish I had a pet like that. He could be my little nightlight (Not that I need one!!!)
Thxs again. I'll be posting the next chap soon!!!
Chapter 2
Reedan sat on his dark thrown, anxious to see what was coming. Reedan was a ruthless warlord that would destroy anything that crosses his path. Hundreds of lives lost, all by his hand. His hands forever stained by the blood of innocents. He was damn proud. He had power, not rooted in respect, but fear. Humans are so easy to control if they fear for their life. Many would give me their children, to let them live a moment longer. Many have. He lived for pain and suffering nothing else.
The old woman in his war room, was hunched over shaking violently right in front of him. But he was used to it; this was what all her visions were like. Her visions of the future had benefited him, many times in battle. He actually found the woman quite repulsive. She had dull white hair that looked like weeds and so many wrinkles you could plant seeds in them. Her eyes were white but part of her right eye was covered, in a kind of yellow film and whenever she talked you could see she was missing teeth. The ones she had left were green. She also smelled like rotting meat. He might be an evil warlord but at least he bathed. The only reason he kept her around was because she had premonitions of the future. The woman suddenly stopped shaking with a gasp and looked at him with her cold white eyes.
"What have you seen old woman?" Reedan asked eager to know.
"Let me gather my thoughts on what I've seen my lord," she said with a smile on her face, clearly showing her ugly mouth. Lips so tight, it looked like a curved line was painted on her gruesome face.
He hated when she teased him and now he was getting angry. "What must I do to ensure that I reign supreme?" he asked loudly.
"Patience is a virtue my lord," the old woman answered slyly, knowing it would make him angrier. The fact that he could slice her in half in two seconds flat, did not stop her taunting.
"Well I've run out of patience old woman. Now tell me what you've seen." He had just gone past angry and it's not smart to even make an evil warlord angry, much less go past that point.
The old seer looked at him and stated calmly, "I have seen your death. She paused to let her statement sink in and saw Reedan's eyes widen in shock, then slowly fill with rage. She continued non-pulsed. "There is one woman who seeks revenge for your burning her village and killing her people. She will kill you", the old woman stated evenly. When Reedan started to laugh hysterically and almost fell of his thrown she narrowed her eyes in anger. "DO NOT think my visions foolish!!! They are never wrong. This girl will bring you to your knees through a swords hilt, and you can do nothing to stop what is foretold," she yelled loud enough so that her voice bounced off and echoed throughout the room.
"Then who is this "woman" that shall end my rule? I find it entertaining. No man has ever been able to even injure me, much less a woman. Tell me now, so I can be rid of her," he said, still trying to control his laughter.
"Her name is Neerah and she is a very capable fighter. Your soldiers will not be able to defeat her," the old woman answered.
"Fine then, I'll kill her myself," Reedan replied. He started to walk back to his chambers, thinking of different ways how he would kill this girl, this Neerah.
The old woman looked at his retreating figure and murmured low, " As I said, you cannot stop what has been written by fate. Your death will come on swift wings, for she has already started her journey.
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Mica had been following this woman throughout the night and found her fascinating. He had been a thief since the age of seven. He was fairly tall, and had steel blue eyes, which according to many women, made them melt. He had shaggy brown hair and some pieces fell into his eyes as he stared at the woman he had been trailing. She carried two creatures with her. The smaller animal with her he found the most interesting. It brightly glowed throughout the night. If it weren't for that little creature he wouldn't have been able to follow her, so he was mighty thankful. Around the girl's neck was the most intricate piece of jewelry he had ever seen. It was some sort of black prism with small diamonds randomly placed on the surface and a silver serpent wrapped around its shape. It should bring a pretty price at market. He was also sure he could get something for the pets she carried with her.
The woman lay sleeping, unaware of anything happening around her. Her hand lay on her knife, placed on her hip. Mica approached her silently. Her animals were asleep as well, snoring loudly. He froze when the rabbit/fox turned over and snorted nastily. He grimaced and looked toward the woman, to check if she was still asleep. Mica let out a silent breath of relief. He slowly crept toward her. He stopped for a moment to admire her looks. She was quite the sight. Long dark, brown hair fell to the middle of her back in soft waves. She was curled up on her side but he could tell she was not short but not too tall. She wore brown pants and a black V- neck shirt without sleeves and a few rips. He shook his head. No need to get side tracked. He started to make a grab for the necklace before she woke up.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," she stated calmly, startling him, her eyes closed. Still lying on her side she grabbed a firm hold on his wrist that was inches away from her necklace. Her hazel eyes snapped open. With the same amount of speed, she brought the tip of her knife to his neck. She stayed in that position for a while sizing him up with her eyes. He felt like a slave on an auction block. Before he could think about that any further, she knocked him out with the blunt end of her knife.
************************************************************** A/N: I think this chap is better than the first. It may be slightly longer. Any way Please review (I know its a pain but I'd really appreciate it!!!) tell me what u think and voice your opinions. Oh by the way thanks to Imprisoned in Cork for the wonderful review she wrote. Loved that you liked Nemo I think he's adorable too. I wish I had a pet like that. He could be my little nightlight (Not that I need one!!!)
Thxs again. I'll be posting the next chap soon!!!
