Aether Winds
Chapter six- The Calling
By- IceWind
A/N:
This is my first fanfic for The Protector of the Small books by Tamora Pierce. The names, places, things, ect, all are credited to her. This fanfic is set in an alternate universe. I.E: Joren is NOT dead, Cleon and Kel are not together (hehe), and other incidents that have I messed up on and don't feel like making it exactly like the book. Please REVIEW *grins* and as long as its not flames on how Kel and Cleon should be together or something of that trivial nature, flames are fine. This story is PG-13 for anything that might come up lol.
IceWind: *smiles and waves* ELLO again!
Kaori: *bounces up grumbling, you notice her ears are in knots…* stupid Icey….
IceWind: *scowls at her and turns back to the readers* Hey guys! Like my story so far? HUH?????
Raen: *pads up frowning and whines* when do I get an appearance?
IceWind: *glares at him* YOUR TELLING THEM!
Raen: *blinks and whines* fine then… *goes off to sulk in a corner*
IceWind: *she giggles* don't mind Raen, he's like that sometimes, anyway, thanks to…
Hee hee hee (same person as Me who do you think I am): I don't really know who you are, but let me take a guess! Its hyperchick right? No? yes? Anywayz… thanks for reviewing and ummmm I don't think that Dom's even going to show up in this story lol. I'm sorry, maybe my next story though!
Anomynous: Ya know it would be better for me to write out the replies to your comments if you leave a name! ^.^ just a suggestion! Anyway, thanks, the first chapter was more like a prologue really, but fanfiction.net doesn't put up prologues, so I made it into a chapter. (did you know you spelled anonymous wrong? I only noticed since I have this chapter on word lol. A little red squiggly line showed up under it. I kept how you spelled it the same though! ^.^)
Rogue: hehe! Thank you thank you! *she gives an elegant bow and giggles* The Scanrans are SNEAKY, but remember, not everything is as it seems. I tend to dislike the kind of stories have everything spelled out for you.
Xelena: awww thanks! It's excellent people! Did you hear… or read… what she said??? *beams proudly* awww that's so nice!
Squire Kali: Yay! You can review again! Lol, thanks for all your e-mails and let me just say that they are NOT sleeping together (Darial and the king, she asked in her e-mail). The romance bit… later, I try to stay in character (no offense of you who do this) but I get annoyed when I see stories where Joren and Kel fall into each other's arms and profess undying love for each other. Can you blame me? It's just not in character for them both, and Kel's slightly ooc in my story, I mean in the books she doesn't go around slapping people lol.
Still Wishin: You like it then? Hehe thanks a lot. And it's probably going to be a Joren/Kel fic, I'm about 99% sure lol. BUT it will come in intervals and not fast.
I say that I won't post the next chapter unless I have at least… 7 reviews. ^.^ That's only one more than I got for the last chapter. (ok even if I get 7 reviews I can't post immediately lol, im still writing the story, and even if I didn't get 7 reviews, I'll probably post another chapter anyway.. so it's a futile threat hehe)
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Kel sighed and waited impatiently, tapping her foot against the floor. She was waiting for the now late Joren to show up so they could get their mission underway. Kel was dressed in all black, fitting clothes, planning to stay in the shadows like she did last time. A scowl appeared on her face, he's half a candle mark late… and they say that women take a long time to get dressed. After another half a candle mark went by, she started to pace around her room, muttering unpleasant things under her breath. This isn't exactly the most comfortable clothes to wear and I have been waiting too DAMN long for him! I'm LEAVING and going solo! At that thought she whirled around opened her door, stalking out.
She slammed into someone's chest and looked up with a dark frown, it had BETTER not be Radock, sure enough it wasn't, in fact, it was worse. She had ran right into Joren, who didn't look particularly happy to see her leaving without him.
"What are you doing Mindelan?" his voice was even and low…. definitely not good for her.
She slapped on her lump expression and answered him coolly, "You were late by a candle mark Stone! For all I knew you were in the arms of some Scanran lady you've been meeting at the balls, and were to busy to bother to help me," her voice was highly suggestive and she inwardly smirked at when she saw the anger on his face. Serves him right for making me wait this long. She folded her arms and leaned against the doorway, watching him with an outward expression of calm, "So mind telling me what you have been doing during the time I've been waiting for you?"
Joren returned his expression into one of complete emotionless, and gave Kel an arched brow.
I hate it when he looks like that, so annoying
"So??"
A smirk twitched on his lips before answering her, "Getting ready Mindelan. What? Jealous when you thought that I was doing 'something else'?"
I could cheerfully strangle him sometimes
Kel gave him a cold glare and stoically replied, ignoring the slight blush that stained her cheeks, "Of course not Stone, but I do have a right to know why you are so late when we have a mission to accomplish." She then gestured him into her room so nobody could spot them talking and then looks at him more fully, taking in what he was wearing and carrying.
Joren was wearing mostly black like her, only his tunic was of the darkest of grays. His hair fell messily over his cold ice blue eyes and his stance was wary, ready for anything. In his right hand he was casually holding a long dagger with a black hilt.
"Paint a portrait, it would last longer," his eyes were mocking as he spoke, casually slipping his dagger into an arm sheath.
Grrr… he's soooo frustrating, arrogant, hard-headed… I could go on and on about him. What do the other girls see in him anyway? Every time I look, some new girl is falling all over him. Sometimes I think that I'm the only sane woman in this entire country, she reflected to herself, make that two countries actually. Every woman in the Scanran court is sighing over him also. Sure his mysterious and black-god-may-care attitude is intriguing, and sure he is one of the most handsome men on the planet is attracting… What the heck am I thinking about? Joren is too arrogant for my tastes at least. Goddess, I wish it was Neal, Cleon, or Owen with me.
Kel snapped out of her thoughts when she saw that Joren was staring at her in agitation, with a frown she said quickly to cover up her silence, "Why are you bringing a dagger Stone?"
"In case we get caught, doesn't take a genius to figure that out Mindelan."
She bristled at his tone of voice, "But if you get caught with it, if we get caught spying, we'll then get into more trouble."
He glared at her, his expression of one sorely tried and annoyed, "Look Mindelan, I'm bringing the dagger. Don't dare try to dissuade me. Besides if we get caught we'll be tried for spying against the crown which is a capital offense. Bringing, or not bringing, a dagger won't change that at all."
She fumed to herself silently, he's right, but black god strike me down before I admit that to him. Instead, she hid her discomfort and snapped at him, "You still didn't tell me why you are late." Kel waited for his answer impatiently, giving a quick glance around her room to see if she should bring anything else. Grumbling to herself, she spotted her own dagger and picked it up, slipping it into her belt, if he brings one, I can to.
Joren spoke while he was watching her, his voice sarcastic, "What Mindelan? Do you think that just by the grace of the goddess we will find where the king is at this time? While you were in your room and waiting, I took it upon myself to see where he usually went at this time. It was by our own dumb luck that you found the king the first time."
A surprise look greeted him, which when he saw made a smirk appear on his face. Kel gave an inaudible sigh and strove to look calm and uncaring… failing dismally in the process. To cover it up, she answered him coolly, "Find Stone, but try to do it earlier next time, or at least tell me what your going to do!"
Oh goddess, I sincerely hope he doesn't find out that I was searching the grounds the ENTIRE day looking for the king.
All he did to answer her was to lift up one of his shoulders in a shrug, an uncaring look apparent on his face.
Which is Joren language means maybe, but most likely no.
She ground her teeth slightly, and only one who was watching her face up close would notice the way her jaw was visibly clenched up. And Joren, who wasn't watching her up closely, not caring to, didn't notice. Kel spat out her next words angrily, "Whatever Stone, let's go." She threw open her door, but was careful enough to make sure that it didn't make any sound as it swung open, and even less when she clicked it shut.
Joren didn't say anything; his face was now completely focused, intent on what he has to do. They both sticked to the shadows, keeping an eye out for any of the kings guards, or any other people at all. Kel's body was lithe and graceful, dodging around corners or hiding behind walls. Joren was all speed and strength, his movements precise and each step calculated before being taken. They moved over by the king's private garden, where Joren had whispered to her, "That's where the king usually is at this time, nobody knows why, but I'll find out…"
Kel frowned slightly as she continued to follow him, we'll find out Joren, we are supposed to work together, but she didn't voice her thoughts out loud.
He knew the layout of the palace better then she did, in his spare time he has been exploring every nook and cranny he could get into, mapping it all out in his head.
They both ducked behind a garden wall. Joren was carefully scanning around for any guards; no visitors came to the king's private gardens, while Kel glanced around quickly for King Balor. She nudged Joren with her elbow as she saw Balor sitting on a stone bench by a pond, looking into the water with a brooding expression on his face.
Joren glanced over to where she was looking and nodded slightly, they quickly made their way over to the king, both vainly trying to keep any sounds to a minimum.
SHIT!
A crack echoes throughout the reclusive gardens, Kel had stepped carelessly on a tree branch and was now looking around frantically, trying to find a place to hide.
Joren shot her a swift glare and grabbed her tunic, flinging himself and her behind a nearby shrub soundlessly.
How the hell does he do it???
Kel glanced up at him, afraid to say anything, probably not a good time to tell him to get off of me…
When they landed, she had landed on her back, with him on top. He kept her pinned down with his weight and was now looking through the shrub to watch the king, who was currently looking around trying to find the person who made the sound. Joren was keeping perfectly still, and his body prevented Kel from moving at all.
Well I could knock him off, but Balor would hear that and we'll be in chains down one of the darkest and smelliest dungeons alive... oh goddess…
She gave a small gasp, barely audible, when another crack was heard. Joren swung around his head to glare at her, even though the king couldn't possibly hear her from so far away.
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Balor narrowed his eyes and frowned deeply, what is going on here? Intruders? Trespassers? Or is it was Darial had said, spies? He opened his mouth to start calling his guards, they never came in his gardens unless they had to, he forbid it, but quickly shut it when he saw a gray squirrel poke her head up at him from some tree.
I'm getting paranoid it seems, nothing is the matter, it's only the squirrel.
He gave a weak chuckle at the squirrel, and called out softly, "So it's only you then, fine. That's a good thing and I won't tell you to get out of my gardens…" Balor looked around fondly at his garden, it had been his late wife's until she died by… He shook his head, better not dwell on that. He swung his head and stared back at the still pond's water, thinking to himself.
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Thank all the gods… and goddesses…
They both stayed motionless until Kel thought that enough time has passed that Joren could now get off her. She softly hissed at him, "Stone, you can get off me now." She shot a glance to where the king was, noticing that he couldn't hear them if they talked lowly.
Joren looked slowly down at her, so intent on his primary focus, the king, that he forgot that he was still lying on top of her. With a venomous glare at her, he slowly got off, not even stirring a leaf as he was doing so. After he was done he gave her another glare and whispered, "You little fool, you almost got us caught by Balor himself! This is what I get for putting up with inept partners such as yourself Mindelan."
…He's right… but I will never tell him that, I should have watched where I was going, I was so intent on spying on Balor… never again will that happen.
She didn't say anything to him, just silently acknowledging his words. Kel carefully pulled herself up to a sitting position, watching Balor with the utmost of care, noting his every movement, "Joren?"
He glanced over to her, keeping one eye on her and one eye on his target, "What is it Mindelan?"
She gave a soft sigh, "What if he doesn't do anything tonight? I mean, I don't even see Darial around, or Radock for that matter."
His answer was short and to the point, "We wait."
All Kel did was sigh and nod slightly, returning her gaze to the king.
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I'm so BORED! GAH!
Kel was hardly watching the king now; it has been an hour and thirty minutes since the 'incident' and now she was completely and utterly bored, the king has hardly STIRRED from his spot! She gave a soft yawn and looked over at Joren.
He was still tense and was watching Balor with eyes as sharp as an eagle's. He hadn't let up a bit since the start of the mission and wasn't showing any signs of letting up anytime soon.
How can he do that?? Here I am bored, sitting on my bum on cold ground, and ready to strangle the king for not doing anything, and there Joren is watching like it's the most exciting thing on earth.
She blinks sleepily and opens her mouth to ask him, but suddenly clamps it shut again, what the heck was I about to do!? He'd kill me or something for taking his mind off the mission…
Her thoughts broke off abruptly as she saw a lean figure walk across the garden, heading directly towards the king, "Who is…" she began.
Joren whirled over and faced her, glaring at her, "Shut up Mindelan, look for yourself," at that he now renewed his focus on the king and the now rapidly approaching weapon master Darial.
Kel sighed to herself, god that was stupid, she now focused her attention on the two men, waiting and watching with the utmost of caution.
Can Darial see us? He is approaching our way, she saw him glance around suspiciously and head towards the king, away from the bush she and Joren were hiding behind, no it's probably a case of bad nerves on my part…
Joren and Kel watched the two men, each of them sharp and waiting, both hoping that they would discover some tidbit of information that would tell them what was going on in Scanra that made the king of Tortall so nervous.
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"My liege," Darial bowed with almost inhuman grace to Balor, "How are you this fine evening?" Under the cover of his hair he glanced around, looking for any sign of other people, detecting none, he gave a slight smile.
Balor smiled slightly at Darial, his expression though, still holding a great deal of concern, "Rise Darial, and you shouldn't do that to me when we are alone, a king has little friends, and I count you as one."
Balor… you are SUCH a complete fool
Darial rose calmly, "As I consider you one of my few."
"Now, how soon can it be started? I'm getting concerned," a hint of nervousness broke though to his face, "The sooner the better."
Why can't they be more SPECIFIC? What do I have to do to talk in DETAIL????? …errr… wait… I can't get them to talk in detail…. Damn…
"I shall soon see it underway my liege, but there are a few complications already," his dark blue eyes swept over the garden grounds swiftly.
"Complications???" Balor's voice rose a few degrees in sound, at Darial's admonishing look he quieted his voice slightly, "What do you mean?"
"It seems that we may have a security leak," his voice was low.
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Kel and Joren strained their ears to hear him better. Each one was silently wondering to themselves.
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"A security leak?" the king's face became stern, "Start explaining Darial."
Darial's face showed no signs of any worry as he started, "It is nothing serious, but we may be set back for a few days."
Grr… I don't even know what they are talking about.
Balor sighed, "How long?"
"At the max, 10 days in time."
"That long?" Balor looked surprised, even shocked, "But your allies Darial, can't they help?"
ALLIES????? Oh glory be…
Darial growled out at Balor softly, "You don't know who might be watching my liege! You cannot give out information like that!" he calmed down slightly and went on, "No they cannot, you know that they will not even try until…" he gestured slightly with his hands, "You understand?"
Please say no, then he'll have to tell you, then we'll finally get a piece of information, then I can go back to Tortall…
"Yes"
Damnit all to the black gods realm! HOW CAN I GET A PIECE OF INFORMATION IF EVERYONE IS SO OBSCURE????
"Good then my liege," he sighed, "I must go, goodnight my liege," Darial gave another bow and started to walk away.
Balor suddenly spoke again, "Wait Darial…"
Darial turned around to face him, a brow raised in place of a question.
"…Never mind, goodnight," Balor returned to his brooding as Darial walked away.
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Joren motioned Kel to follow him as he silently stood up, keeping himself totally hidden still. She raised after he did and ran a hand through her hair, annoyance clearly expressed in her face. He ignored it and quickly began to head back toward the main grounds of the palace, Kel following him with caution. They reached the main grounds easily, but still kept to the shadows, they did look suspicious wearing mostly black.
Kel sighed and leaned against a wall, "So Stone, believe me now?"
He glanced over at her, not saying anything.
She decides to be annoying, wanting him to say that she was right for once, "Come on Stone! Admit it! I was right that… mmmmmfff mmfmfffm mfff…"
Joren's hand had moved across her to cover her mouth, his eyes glared at her as he whispered, "You bloody fool Mindelan! Not here! Where are your brains?? It was your fault that the king almost caught us, I won't let you tell everyone here what we have found out!" Carefully he removed his hand, watching her for any signs that she would start up talking again.
I should kill him, maim him at least… thinking that he can boss me around all the time…
She crossed her arms and glared at him belligerently, not saying anything.
Annoyance flared in his eyes, but he quickly covered it, "We'll meet at the stables tomorrow, at 10."
Kel looked at him in confusion, huh?, "What do you mean Joren?"
He looked at her in exasperation, saying up to the night sky, "Why do I put up with incompetence like this?" Joren turned back to her and said like she was three years old again, "You, me, stables, 10 o'clock. We need to discuss the information away from the ears of the palace."
She mutters to herself, to lowly for him to hear, "Why do I put up with this?" to him she said shortly, "Fine then," and wheeled around, walking towards her room, mumbling something about needing a long sleep.
Joren didn't say anything, just watched her slip off before heading towards his rooms himself.
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Kel fell down into her nice, soft bed with a languorous sigh, "This feels nice…" A couple seconds later she drifted off into sleep peacefully, exhausted by the days advents.
"Why does this always happen to me? It could happen to ANYONE else, but noooo it's always; pick on the female knight Keladry so she can't get any good night's sleep, even if she DESERVES it for once…"
This dream was different from the others, while the others felt like memories or premonitions, this one felt like she was stuck in a place, in some sort of stasis.
Kel was standing in the middle of a clearing; she looked left, then right, but saw nobody. Instead, she felt remarkably clear-headed, like for once in her life she knows exactly what she was doing. Nothing remotely dangerous lurked in the shadows of the trees, nothing trying to grab her, hurt her. It was… peaceful…
"Just what I deserve, I think anyway…"
Her eyes looked around, a sense of calm falling over her, she couldn't see anything, but trees, grass, and rocks. Light suddenly swirled around her in a colorful display, she was wrapped in it, a warm cocoon of light. When it faded away, Kel looked down and gave a small gasp in surprise.
"What the heck?"
She was wrapped in a beautiful, long forest green dress that accented the bits of gold in her eyes. Everything else that was on her was gone… except for her white teardrop necklace, which floated up in front of her, shining a brilliant white.
"Why is everything else gone except you?"
As she spoke, the crystal pulsed, and grew brighter. The light would have blinded anyone else… but Kel couldn't look away from it, it was… exquisite…
"What's… happening…?"
The light grew brighter in response, until even Kel had to shut her eyes for a moment, and as quickly as the light came, it faded from sight, dropping back onto her neck. Now an ordinary necklace once again.
"Strange."
She finally looked up again, and her eyes widened, instead of a bunch of rocks in front of her, as it was before, stood a stone tablet. Engraved in it were strange markings and symbols that before today, Kel would have said she would never been able to understand.
She walked up gracefully and fluidly, somehow feeling certain that she should do this… Carefully her eyes perused the tablets surface engravings and spoke some of the words out loud…
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"Four elements that is known
Fire, air, earth, and water
They make up nature and set the tone
But they are not the only ones in danger
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Light is the fifth one
Bright it has glowed
Its power could banish a ton
Of demons taking what evil has bestowed
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Dark is the sixth
Black and sly in night
Its creatures are graceful and lithe
Yet it can also be controlled by goods light
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Psy is the seventh
One of the most undetectable
Its power could bring a person to death
It's in the mind, nearly impenetrable
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Lightening is the eighth one
Only two more left to go
Its power starts when the storms have sung
It can protect or destroy, but only the users know
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Ice is the ninth
A cold and deadly fear
Its weapon is a frozen scythe
A power evoked by the tundra's tears"
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Kel's eyes hit the end of the tablet; the rest of the words were scratched out and unreadable. Wonderingly she mutters to herself.
"What can be the last elements? How much can there be left?"
She suddenly reread the stanza about lightening, "Only two more left to go."
"The only one after that though is ice, so that means that there is only one more element left, at least in this poem, weird. Like the poem said, I thought there was only fire, water, earth, and air. What can be the last element?"
Her face was creased in confusion, but suddenly her head jerked up in surprise. A large lightening bolt streaked down from the sky and smashed the tablet into smithereens. Kel took a step back, mouth slightly agape.
"What's happening?"
Her former sense of calm and peacefulness disappeared, and a sense of panic rose within her. Shadows emerged from all around her, and she gave an involuntary shriek and stumbled back more steps, tripping over the hem of her green dress.
"Get Away!"
Kel's cry rang out in the clearing, but it didn't stop the shadows from coming towards her, her hand went to her belt for her dagger… but it wasn't there.
"Shit! I forgot that this dress and the necklace is the only things I have on me right now!"
She looked around herself frantically, panic clear in her eyes. She backed herself up, unmindful of her bruises and cuts, until she hit solid stone. She whispered softly
"No…"
The shadows emerged and advanced towards her, each of their steps purposeful, and slow. A mocking laugh and a voice, vaguely familiar, echoed throughout the clearing.
"You shall never accomplish the task that destiny has set out for you, I will not let you!"
Her head jerked up, her mouth set and waiting for what will happen to her next. Suddenly a hand reached out towards her, compelling Kel to go over to it and take it. Without a seconds thought she reached over and grasped it, a sense of well being filling her.
"Nooooooo!" The voice screamed out angrily, "My prey is escaping!"
A voice whispered to her, the owner of the hand, "My soul…" at that it all went black…
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Kel awoke gasping, glancing out the window, daybreak, she breathed slowly, trying to make sense of it.
It was a dream only a dream, nothing more… or was it?
She glanced down at herself and saw to her complete amazement that she was wearing the forest green dress, and that she was cut and bruised in several places. Kel closed her eyes and breathed deeply, once, twice, three times… and opened them once again, a wondering voice filled her room, "They are still there…"
Her body jerked up from the bed, "That means that it was all real!? By the gods…" she buried her face in her hands, trying to make sense of it all, "It all has something to do with this…" at that she lifted up her white crystal necklace, and shook it, "This is all your fault isn't it?" Kel let the necklace drop back to her neck before muttering, "I think I'm going nuts…"
A sigh escaped her lips, "I'll have to think about this later, I have to meet up with Joren." She looked down at herself and eyed the cuts and bruises once more, "Some of that bruise balm will help with these, or else Joren will start asking questions."
She picked up the jar, if she had brought nearly nothing else she had remembered to bring this with her to Scanra, and started applying the balm on her wounds. As soon it was applied the bruises started to swell down and the cuts started to disappear. Kel sighed in relief, she half thought that they wouldn't disappear, and hurried to get out of the green dress.
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Kel jogged towards the stables, intent on getting there on time. She was wearing her riding clothes and carried her daggers, each hidden on her body.
Smoothly a hand reached out a grabbed her arm, and dark blue eyes looked at her.
Damn… Radock…
He smiled at her and let go, bowing gracefully to her and took her right hand, giving it a slight kiss, before letting it go also, "Ahh… Keladry, why are you up so early?"
She gave an inward sigh, answering him with no outward expression on her face, "I couldn't sleep Radock, besides, I have to meet Sto…" she quickly switched the word, "Joren at the stables." Kel gave a false smile at him, "So I have to go now, I'll talk to you later."
Unless I find a way to get far away from you
Radock gave a slight frown, "Now?"
Kel nodded.
I hope that I don't seem so happy to be leaving him… kinda anyway.
He gave a sigh and reluctantly gave another bow to her, "Then by all means, if you have to meet your colleague then I understand," Radock turned around and started walking away.
She smiled behind his back and began to hurry again, now slightly late because of Radock.
Please don't let Joren blow up in my face….
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Kel arrived at the stables, slightly out of breath and looked around for Joren. She spotted him and began to walk over to him, silently dreading the encounter. He was scowling at her and looked tired, like he didn't get enough sleep.
Joren asked her sarcastically, "Well your early this morning."
She scowled back at him; "I wasn't that late Stone! Besides, Radock kept me up…"
Err… that sounds suggestive doesn't it? Oh boy…
He gave her a slight smirk and raised a brow; "He 'kept you up' now did he?"
Kel sighed and answered as calmly as she could, "I was going to the stables when Radock stopped me on the way and proceeded to do something call socialize, get it Stone?"
Annoyance showed on his face and he shrugged, "Whatever Mindelan, not that I care anyway. We have a mission to talk about, let's go," at that he entered the stables, grumbling to himself under his breath.
He's definitely NOT in a good mood…
Kel rolled her eyes and followed him inside, still thinking to herself about the dream she had.
Four elements that is known
Fire, air, earth, and water
They make up nature and set the tone
But they are not the only ones in danger…
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A/N:
IceWind: MWAHAHA! Isn't that a LONG chapter? You guys BETTER be grateful lol. The entire thing (counting the author notes) is 5,743 words long. Err… don't expect all the chapters to be this long though, I don't think I can do that every time.
Raen: *he pads up grumbling* I wanna be in it….
IceWind: *smirks at him and sticks out her tongue* not yet!
Kaori: *she gives a small snort* uh huh
IceWind: *sits down thinking deeply to herself* WAIT! Did you guys like the poem? I wrote it!
Kaori: *smirks* Nobody cares…
Raen: *sighs*
IceWind: *she scowls at Kaori* HEY! I wasn't asking you! *she turns to the readers* It's not the best thing I've ever written, but it will do for the story I suppose. So the poem is MINE! Hehe
Raen: *asks patiently* When mistress?
IceWind: *goes big eyed on him* O.o; MISTRESS??? Errr… I'm not too sure, probably soon though!
My e-mail address is flyby311@hotmail.com and put Aether Winds, so I know what the e-mail is about. Anything you want to add/criticize/comment/whatever you guys just review it… please? Thanks for listening to me ramble for that you get an apple pie *hands person an apple pie*
Raen and Kaori (hizar and rabblite) are MINE! GET IT? MINE!!! *they sweatdrop in the background* no stealing or else I'll blow you up! MWAHAHAHA! Also any other made up characters in the story are mine to, if you want to use any of them please ask before doing so, same goes for Raen and Kaori. ALSO, the poems that appear in the story are also mine (duh) I'll tell you if I use any that aren't. BYE NOW!