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A Tale of Two Winglies

Chapter one - A moment of home

A boy of about 15 looked down at the woman laying on the beach. She was dressed like that of a dancer, or something even worse. The sort of people his mother said were unclean. He wasn't to speak to those sort of people. He wasn't to go near them.

However the girl who was laying there on the beach, not ten feet away, looked dead. Surly his mother would forgive him for going near one of those people if they were dead. She had to, after all the stars always spoke of forgiveness.

Slowly he walked toward the girl, at first he had though she was young, but now he could see that her hair was silver. But yet she looked so young! What an odd person, maybe the sea had turned her hair silver?

Keeling down by her side he reached for her hand. As he picked it up if felt cold, frozen almost... But even a dead person would be warm on a day like this, wouldn't they?

However he wouldn't know, he'd never touched a dead person...

Much to his surprise he could feel a steady pulse below her skin. "How could..." yet before he could finish the sentence he heard a yell behind him. Recognizing it instantly as his mother's, he turned to see her coming from the cliffs down the beach.

His body froze wondering what his mother would say. How she yell at him, call him a fool. Tell him he should go live the life his sister had chosen.

"What... What on Endiness are you doing with that.... That HORE??" She screamed at him, then reached down to pull him away. As she did the girl's hand fell from his hand and his mother froze. "You... Killed her?"

"Mother... Mother it's not what it looks!!" He yelled desperately.

"How could you?!! After what your OWN sister DID??!!" She raised her hand and slapped her son across the face.

He sat there stunned. He could believe his bad luck, what if she disowned him too? "Mother... She's... She was here... She washed up! Mother I only found her a minute ago I swear!!"

"How an I to believe you!? I saw you with that girl the other day!! Doing things children of your age should not do!" She backed away from her son. "You... You sinner! Let the stars banish you from my HOUSE! Your not my SON!!" And with those words she turned and walked away from the boy, and the scantly clad girl.

Guaraha sat by the window in the main kitchen. He hadn't been able to catch much after his nightmare. The Ancestor had always said that as winglies they had heightened sixth senses. Could someone he knew have drowned?

No, no of course not...

Meru couldn't, she was the water dragoon after all. How could anyone that close to the water element drown? It had to be impossible, after all Dart was the fire dragoon and he had no problems with heat what so ever.

So if it was not Meru who could it be? Silkar perhaps? She had left the forest not long after Meru had reappeared. She had met briefly with the humans who were Meru's friends and made her dissection based off of them.

I was too much of a coward to understand...

Guaraha wasn't the strongest wingly, he wasn't second strongest or even thrid. He was almost as weak as Meru herself was when it came to magic. However he had trained hard. Worked at his magic unlike most of the other winglies in the forest who found the use of magic pointless unless they needed to teleport or open doors.

He had come from a family which was second oldest in the forest. They had little power however because of the amount of in breeding he was sure had gone on. The line had gone from Melbu's Generals to doorway defenders.

Only because of the skill his father knew. Only the knowledge of magic had kept him at his family's post.

Besides, even if the winglies power was coming undone. They still had more that enough to bast random humans who might come through the doorway to smithereens. Not even skilled humans were much of a mach against a wingly who knew how to through a fire ball.

"You think to much Guaraha." Said Bardel who had just entered the front cavern.

"Stop reading my thoughts." He growled back at the older and still living of the two brothers.

"Don't think so hard then." He hissed over. "Besides it's my turn, active punishment remember."

"It's called active duty." You snob!

"Can still hear you!" He remarked with sarcasm.

"Good," and with that Guaraha marched out of the room and on to the teleporter. It bright green lights whisking him away from his own personal enemy.

Once back outside in the day light he headed back for his room to catch up on some of the sleep he had missed the other night.

Meru awoke to the strange sensation of cold. It was odd, because to her only a moment ago she had been burning. And now she was wet and cold and.... naked?

It took her a moment, but as she blinked away the sleep in her eyes she could clearly see herself laying on a red silk bed with black pillows. Underneath the covers she could defiantly tell that she was naked.

What the hell is going on? Damn someone's getting a beating!

"Oh! Your up!" A tad to cheery voice said.

"What's going on here!?" She yelled a bit to forcefully at the twenty something year old human woman.

"Oh... Sorry, this was the only bed open. Hahaha, no need to worry though, nothing happened to you. My little brother make quite sure of that." She said cheerfully.

"Little... Brother? What?" Things were starting to come back, like her falling off the ship.

"Yes, he found you by the beach. And well in your outfit our mother got the wrong idea. So he took you here. It's my work place, so to speak. Hehehee, my mother's a bit on the religious side. She kicked me out of the house for wanting to have a boyfriend. That skewed my life over. Was yours the same way?"

"My mother?"

"Yeah, you know one of those perfection types that would rather die than be called a heathen. Kills the sinners and stuff." She said easly as if it meant nothing.

"No, she just didn't understand why I wanted to leave."

"I see, so where did you work?"

"Where did I work?" Meru asked thinking she knew what the girl met, but not to sure.

"Well your outfit spoke dancer, so where did you dance?"

"Oh, yeah I danced for a long time in Donau." She said wondering why she hadn't gotten some new clothes.

"The flower city? Wow you must have been popular." The girl said with admiration.

"It was my hair." Meru said wondering why she never dyed it.

"Oh, well with that color I'm sure you could have gone to Lohan."

"Yeah, guess so...."Meru glanced around the room again. "So where am I?"

"Fueno." The woman answered black.

Meru stared. Fueno? That's imposible, I wasn't even to the islands yet... I must have traveled... two hundred, three hundred miles.. Dear Soa...??

And with that the silver hared girl fell back upon the bed to leave the woman staring in surprise.

A/N: *giggles* I got this chapter up to 1000 something words... Now if I just make every chapter bigger than the one before it I be well off! *fights off the shortness cult* I'm sure you all noticed, but this has gone PG 13, yeah so.... Well I don't know if anyone cares but yeah. ^.^;