Shoot, my italics did not show up on the last chapter, and neither
did my paragraphs or double spacing. Please give me a break, this is my
first time writing a fanfic. I hope this time it turns out better. This
chapter is a little longer than the last one. Another OC. From now on
character's thoughts will be inside quotes. ( '') just so you know.
*-*_*-* CHAPTER 2 *-*_*-*
Icarus wandered aimlessly around his large room. The room was dark, even
though it was well past star-rise, because it was built underground. On the planet
Altheneu, one tried to avoid the scorching star as much as possible.
Altheneans, who inhabit the planet, are very short and have three legs that allow them to leap high into
the air. They are often white in color, although some common birth defects can leave
them blue or green. They have two spindly arms that are covered with tentacle-like
appendages. The same tube shaped appendages cover their heads like human hair.
Icarus had lived with Altheneans his whole life, but he was not one of them.
Icarus was human. Altheneans had been watching earth with interest for years,
and had built a whole earthling colony to teach their children about what life there
was like. They even named some of their humans after heroes or gods in earthling
legends. Icarus was one of these.
He was named after a boy in a Greek myth who could fly using wings made out
of wax and feathers. His father, Daleaus built the wings so he and his son could
escape a prison. Daleaus warned Icarus not to fly too close to the sun (that is what
earthlings call their star) or the wax would melt. Icarus did not listen, however, and fell to
earth and died.
Icarus did not like that part of the story, but he did like flying. He had a pair of
wings he practiced with often. They were made out of white feathers and where fully as
tall as Icarus himself. Even now, Icarus knew his father, (named Daleaus, of course)
would be waiting to practice flying with him. So, Icarus picked up his wings, and left his
underground dwelling.
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When Raven returned home that night, she did not go inside her family dwelling.
Instead she went around the back of the house to the practice room which was a separate
building to practice sword play in. it was large and open. The burgundy curtains could be
lifted on one side to reveal an open window that covered the entire wall. In daylight it
was nice to open the curtain and let a breeze come through the window, but as it was
evening Raven opted to keep them closed.
Amon-re materialized in her hand, and she began going through the motions of a
fight. She found it nice to envision an opponent, and tonight she dreamed that she was
fighting Ivy.
Raven fought her invisible foe for about an hour before she began to feel tired.
She refused to let herself go inside the house and rest, however. It was still too
early. There was a leather sleeping mat in the corner of the practice room with a
comfortable ceramic head rest. 'I'll just lay down for a moment...just for a little rest' she
thought. Raven went to the mat and lay down. Right away she was asleep. She had no
knowledge of the horror that awaited her the next morning, or the amazing journey that
would change her life forever.
Raven awoke with a jolt. She was still in the practice room where she had fallen
asleep last night. 'What time is it?' She rushed to the giant window and pulled back the
heavy curtain. Early morning.
'Did anyone come to look for me? Where is everyone?' Usually her fiancé, Chiva
would be in the practice room right now. He liked to warm up early and practice with his
Chinese Sword, which he called Seth. Pushing her future husband's whereabouts aside,
Raven wandered to the family dwelling. She lived there with her mother and brother and
Chiva. She never knew her father.
She opened the heavy door and walked inside the main hall. Another oddity. Where
was Little Brother? Her younger brother always always rushed to greet her when he
heard her open the door. He wanted to be a warrior too, and Raven's quest for Soul Edge
fascinated him. Where was he? Raven found out when she walked into the next room.
Strewn about the floor were the lifeless carcasses of her whole family. Her mother,
wrapped in her characteristic black robe and golden belt, was lying face down on the
ground. Blood mingled with her jet black hair and her hands were closed into fists. In
front of her was Little Brother, and in front of him lay Chiva. Raven needed a few
minutes to absorb the scene. Then she sank to her knees, wrapped up in the tears that she
so rarely shed. She shed them now liberally. After a few minuets Raven felt that she
would die of dehydration of she cried anymore. She settled down and began to observe
the corpses a little more closely. What surprised her most was the fact that both Chiva
and Little Brother were armed. Even in death, Chiva held Seth tightly in his hand, ready
for a fight even in the after world. Little Brother's wooden sword lay next to him, inches
away from his hand.
Who had attacked them? And what did they have to gain? Raven's heart sank
with a sudden realization. 'What did they have to gain?' The shards had brought her
trouble before, but not like this. Whoever killed them must have been after the shards, but
there was only one way to be sure. Raven dashed down the hall to her private chamber.
She was relieved to see that so far nothing in the rest of the house was disturbed.
'Maybe this is not about Soul Edge' she thought hopefully. She had spoken too soon.
When Raven reached her room she thought that a small explosion must have taken place.
The small compartment in the floor where she kept her box of shards was
completely smashed. Floor boards were pulled up, and there was a large pit in the center
of the room. All of her belongings had been flung back against the wall in a hurried
attempt to get them out of the way. On the floor lay the gold box. The lock had been
forced and it lay upside down with the lid bent backward at an awkward angle. Raven did
not need to look inside; she knew that the shards were gone. She lifted the box up anyway,
and it felt unnaturally light. The three shards that she had worked so hard to get had
been taken. She had already the loss of her family to shoulder, but the fact that she had
brought it on made it all worse. And now the shards were gone too.
With a scream of rage and sorrow, Raven threw down the box and ran as hard and
as fast as she could. She did not have any sense of where she was going, except to get as
far away from that house as possible. She dodged her way through the streets of Cairo
without caring about who she stepped on or bumped into. Angry shouts followed her, but
Raven could not hear them.
About an hour and several miles later, Raven stopped. She was east of Cairo,
already into the desert, and she had no idea of where to go. She had already tried
mourning the way most did. She tried mourning the way the insane did. Now all that was
left was to think reasonably. She began to weigh the options.
She could continue to travel. Perhaps live like a nomad in the lonely desert. She
could travel north and perhaps find refuge in Heliopolis. She could go back to Cairo.
'NO!' Raven thought instantly. It was more than the extreme sorrow that she associated
with that city now. Now she felt a bitter hate for the place, and the anger of a demon
consumed her as she though about it. No. that was the place where her family had died.
That was the place where her future had been forgotten. That was the place where her life
was ruined. If she returned it would show that she had loyalty left for Cairo,
and she had none to offer. Raven refused to return.
Without realizing it, she reached into her pocket and pulled out the fourth shard of
Soul Edge she had found. She had never had a chance to put it with the others. Now as
she looked that the shard, her desire to destroy the demonic bland began to disappear. She
began to speak to the empty desert. "You who killed my family. I don't know who you
are, but mark me. I promise you this. I will continue to collect the shards of Soul Edge,
and I will find the evil blade. And I swear on the graves of my family that I will destroy
you with the very blade that you sought for yourself. Beware." With that Raven turned
her attention east-ward, and officially left behind her home and country for what she
hoped was forever.
Raven knew that the sword supposedly lay in Germany. The fastest way to reach
it was to sail north to France and travel to Germany by land. The nearest docks were in
the Nile Delta, but she refused to go by that way because it would mean going back near
Cairo. So instead she opted for the longer rout to Gaza. Near there should be ample ships
bound for Europe. So Raven continued to travel east.
It seemed simple enough when she said it to herself, but two hours later she was
feeling the heat. Raven could not imagine how stupid she had been to not bring water.
The sun was baking the desert like bread in the oven. Raven's head hurt so badly that she
thought it might burst. It was simply too hot out.
As a sorceress, Raven had several talents beyond her healing and Physic abilities.
One of which as the ability to transform into a large black bird. In fact, Raven could turn
into a raven. She debated whether she should or not now. The journey would be much
shorter if she flew. She would be out of the heat in a matter of hours instead of days. But
it took a great deal of energy to transform. Energy that Raven did not feel that she had
right now. Also, she would have to concentrate every second of the long flight. If her
concentration was broken even once, she would return to her human form and crash to
the ground. Raven shook her head. It was too risky. She was too tired to do it.
If only she had.....WATER! Up ahead shining on the brilliant surface of the desert
was a welcome oasis. Palm trees swayed and water glistened between them. Everything
Raven had learned about deadly mirages disappeared instantly from her mind. All she
wanted was the water. The young girl broke into a run and raced as fast as she could
toward the small heaven. With her eyes closed she jumped to meet the water, but felt
nothing but the burning sand beneath her. She yelled in rage. The sun and the desert
where plotting against her, playing tricks on her! With a tired sigh Raven got to her feet
to continue her trek. She only managed a few steps before she collapsed under the searing
heat.
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Yunsung was worried. He had found out that the girl he encountered was named
Raven. He had even found out where she lived, but when he got there a distressed servant
told him that Raven's family had been murdered, and Raven herself had disappeared. No
one knew where she had gone.
Yunsung had planned to make amends for breaking up her fight, and perhaps get
the shard from her. Now that she had disappeared he found he was not only worried for
the shard but also for the girl. He did not have much choice, however. He had to continue
his journey.
Now he was going east from Cairo riding on a camel. He had bought the camel in
Cairo, and was glad to have it. He was going much faster than he could have had he
walked. Strapped to the sides of the camel were two large water canteens and his sword,
White Storm.
After traveling for a while the young Korean warrior started to get bored. He
leaned impatiently to the side to look around the camel's long neck. What he saw made
his eyes widened in surprise.
A girl was lying almost covered in the sand, her dark outline the only blemish in
the desert's empty expanse.
Eagerly Yunsung urged the camel to move faster. When he reached the girl he
jumped down, wondering if she was dead. He was surprised again to see that it was the
same girl he had run into the day before. It was Raven. Gently he lifted her out of the
sand and carried her back to the camel. He sat her upright in front of him and continued
his journey.
There was a city coming up soon. He would worry about Raven and the shard
once he got there.
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When Raven woke up she refused to open her eyes. She did not want to see the
desert around her. Suddenly she realized that she was not in the desert at all, but lying on
a comfortable bed. 'Then I must be in the After World. I don't want to see that, either' she
thought. She moved her head and groaned. If she had only brought water she would still
be alive!
"You awake?" a voice asked her. 'The voice of Osiris' she thought unhappily. She
nodded slowly, eyes still closed.
"Would you like some water?" Raven nodded again. Her head still hurt, but the
sweat and sand had been wiped from her face, and a wet cloth was being placed on her
forehead.
"You will need to sit up to drink it, let me help you." the voice continued. A
strong arm went under Raven's shoulders and lifted her into a sitting position. A cool
glass was placed near her lips. Hungrily Raven drank. She wanted to drink more, but the
glass was being pulled away from her.
"You can't drink it all at once. You will get sick" the voice warned. Raven was
still too weak to protest. Instead she leaned against the anonymous shoulder and fell
asleep.
'Perhaps I am not dead' she thought vaguely as she drifted into her dreams.
A little while later Raven woke. She was in the same position, with her head
against the person's shoulder, with the edition of a slight pressure on her head.
She looked over at the person she was laying on the bed next to her and realized
in horror that it was Yunsung. Worse yet she realized that she had fallen asleep on his
shoulder, and he had placed his head on hers, and had fallen asleep as well.
In disgust Raven jumped back. Her sudden move awoke the sleeping warrior who
looked over at her groggily.
"You're awake." He said. Raven glared at him, but a new fear was rising within
her. She had no idea what kind of man this was. What was he planning to do with her?
Yunsung must have read the expression on her face for he blushed slightly.
"Sorry, I didn't want to move you. You were so tired, so I just...uh...are you
thirsty? I'll get you some water..." he jumped off the bed and rushed to an opposite wall
of the room where two canteens lay on the floor. 'Now is my chance' Raven thought,
seeing that Yunsung's back was to her. Amon-re appeared in her hand, and she ran to the
young man. She grabbed his wrist and wrenched it around his back and pulled the Katana
close to his neck.
"Where are we?" she demanded.
"Whoa, settle down, I'm not going to hurt you...where did you get that sword?"
"I said 'where are we'" Raven said drawing the sward closer to his neck.
"Sharuhen" said Yunsung eyeing the blade suspiciously.
"Sharuhen, that is near Gaza?" Raven asked
"Why don't you put that sword down..?"
"You are in no position to tell me what to do. Answer my question."
"Yes, Gaza is north of here." Said Yunsung with a touch of resentment
"Ok, thank you. Now stay here and don't move if you value your life." Raven
warned.
She released him and stepped back. Amon-re evaporated from her hand and she began to
transform into a raven.
She did not want to let this man know she was a sorceress. Not yet. With a flutter
of wings she flew out of the open window and began her flight north. Yunsung heard the
noise and turned to see what it was, but Raven was already gone.
"Dimmit. That is the second time she has disappeared on me. At least I know
where she is going" he could not help wonder ho she had disappeared. But he was sure he
would find out later.
AN: Ok, chapter two is done. YAY. Don't forget to review. In the next chapter Yunsung will met Raven once again, but will Raven stick around long enough to give Yunsung the shard? Will Yunsung find out her secret? Will I ever figure out how the Italics work? Find out in Chapter 3 !!!
*-*_*-* CHAPTER 2 *-*_*-*
Icarus wandered aimlessly around his large room. The room was dark, even
though it was well past star-rise, because it was built underground. On the planet
Altheneu, one tried to avoid the scorching star as much as possible.
Altheneans, who inhabit the planet, are very short and have three legs that allow them to leap high into
the air. They are often white in color, although some common birth defects can leave
them blue or green. They have two spindly arms that are covered with tentacle-like
appendages. The same tube shaped appendages cover their heads like human hair.
Icarus had lived with Altheneans his whole life, but he was not one of them.
Icarus was human. Altheneans had been watching earth with interest for years,
and had built a whole earthling colony to teach their children about what life there
was like. They even named some of their humans after heroes or gods in earthling
legends. Icarus was one of these.
He was named after a boy in a Greek myth who could fly using wings made out
of wax and feathers. His father, Daleaus built the wings so he and his son could
escape a prison. Daleaus warned Icarus not to fly too close to the sun (that is what
earthlings call their star) or the wax would melt. Icarus did not listen, however, and fell to
earth and died.
Icarus did not like that part of the story, but he did like flying. He had a pair of
wings he practiced with often. They were made out of white feathers and where fully as
tall as Icarus himself. Even now, Icarus knew his father, (named Daleaus, of course)
would be waiting to practice flying with him. So, Icarus picked up his wings, and left his
underground dwelling.
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When Raven returned home that night, she did not go inside her family dwelling.
Instead she went around the back of the house to the practice room which was a separate
building to practice sword play in. it was large and open. The burgundy curtains could be
lifted on one side to reveal an open window that covered the entire wall. In daylight it
was nice to open the curtain and let a breeze come through the window, but as it was
evening Raven opted to keep them closed.
Amon-re materialized in her hand, and she began going through the motions of a
fight. She found it nice to envision an opponent, and tonight she dreamed that she was
fighting Ivy.
Raven fought her invisible foe for about an hour before she began to feel tired.
She refused to let herself go inside the house and rest, however. It was still too
early. There was a leather sleeping mat in the corner of the practice room with a
comfortable ceramic head rest. 'I'll just lay down for a moment...just for a little rest' she
thought. Raven went to the mat and lay down. Right away she was asleep. She had no
knowledge of the horror that awaited her the next morning, or the amazing journey that
would change her life forever.
Raven awoke with a jolt. She was still in the practice room where she had fallen
asleep last night. 'What time is it?' She rushed to the giant window and pulled back the
heavy curtain. Early morning.
'Did anyone come to look for me? Where is everyone?' Usually her fiancé, Chiva
would be in the practice room right now. He liked to warm up early and practice with his
Chinese Sword, which he called Seth. Pushing her future husband's whereabouts aside,
Raven wandered to the family dwelling. She lived there with her mother and brother and
Chiva. She never knew her father.
She opened the heavy door and walked inside the main hall. Another oddity. Where
was Little Brother? Her younger brother always always rushed to greet her when he
heard her open the door. He wanted to be a warrior too, and Raven's quest for Soul Edge
fascinated him. Where was he? Raven found out when she walked into the next room.
Strewn about the floor were the lifeless carcasses of her whole family. Her mother,
wrapped in her characteristic black robe and golden belt, was lying face down on the
ground. Blood mingled with her jet black hair and her hands were closed into fists. In
front of her was Little Brother, and in front of him lay Chiva. Raven needed a few
minutes to absorb the scene. Then she sank to her knees, wrapped up in the tears that she
so rarely shed. She shed them now liberally. After a few minuets Raven felt that she
would die of dehydration of she cried anymore. She settled down and began to observe
the corpses a little more closely. What surprised her most was the fact that both Chiva
and Little Brother were armed. Even in death, Chiva held Seth tightly in his hand, ready
for a fight even in the after world. Little Brother's wooden sword lay next to him, inches
away from his hand.
Who had attacked them? And what did they have to gain? Raven's heart sank
with a sudden realization. 'What did they have to gain?' The shards had brought her
trouble before, but not like this. Whoever killed them must have been after the shards, but
there was only one way to be sure. Raven dashed down the hall to her private chamber.
She was relieved to see that so far nothing in the rest of the house was disturbed.
'Maybe this is not about Soul Edge' she thought hopefully. She had spoken too soon.
When Raven reached her room she thought that a small explosion must have taken place.
The small compartment in the floor where she kept her box of shards was
completely smashed. Floor boards were pulled up, and there was a large pit in the center
of the room. All of her belongings had been flung back against the wall in a hurried
attempt to get them out of the way. On the floor lay the gold box. The lock had been
forced and it lay upside down with the lid bent backward at an awkward angle. Raven did
not need to look inside; she knew that the shards were gone. She lifted the box up anyway,
and it felt unnaturally light. The three shards that she had worked so hard to get had
been taken. She had already the loss of her family to shoulder, but the fact that she had
brought it on made it all worse. And now the shards were gone too.
With a scream of rage and sorrow, Raven threw down the box and ran as hard and
as fast as she could. She did not have any sense of where she was going, except to get as
far away from that house as possible. She dodged her way through the streets of Cairo
without caring about who she stepped on or bumped into. Angry shouts followed her, but
Raven could not hear them.
About an hour and several miles later, Raven stopped. She was east of Cairo,
already into the desert, and she had no idea of where to go. She had already tried
mourning the way most did. She tried mourning the way the insane did. Now all that was
left was to think reasonably. She began to weigh the options.
She could continue to travel. Perhaps live like a nomad in the lonely desert. She
could travel north and perhaps find refuge in Heliopolis. She could go back to Cairo.
'NO!' Raven thought instantly. It was more than the extreme sorrow that she associated
with that city now. Now she felt a bitter hate for the place, and the anger of a demon
consumed her as she though about it. No. that was the place where her family had died.
That was the place where her future had been forgotten. That was the place where her life
was ruined. If she returned it would show that she had loyalty left for Cairo,
and she had none to offer. Raven refused to return.
Without realizing it, she reached into her pocket and pulled out the fourth shard of
Soul Edge she had found. She had never had a chance to put it with the others. Now as
she looked that the shard, her desire to destroy the demonic bland began to disappear. She
began to speak to the empty desert. "You who killed my family. I don't know who you
are, but mark me. I promise you this. I will continue to collect the shards of Soul Edge,
and I will find the evil blade. And I swear on the graves of my family that I will destroy
you with the very blade that you sought for yourself. Beware." With that Raven turned
her attention east-ward, and officially left behind her home and country for what she
hoped was forever.
Raven knew that the sword supposedly lay in Germany. The fastest way to reach
it was to sail north to France and travel to Germany by land. The nearest docks were in
the Nile Delta, but she refused to go by that way because it would mean going back near
Cairo. So instead she opted for the longer rout to Gaza. Near there should be ample ships
bound for Europe. So Raven continued to travel east.
It seemed simple enough when she said it to herself, but two hours later she was
feeling the heat. Raven could not imagine how stupid she had been to not bring water.
The sun was baking the desert like bread in the oven. Raven's head hurt so badly that she
thought it might burst. It was simply too hot out.
As a sorceress, Raven had several talents beyond her healing and Physic abilities.
One of which as the ability to transform into a large black bird. In fact, Raven could turn
into a raven. She debated whether she should or not now. The journey would be much
shorter if she flew. She would be out of the heat in a matter of hours instead of days. But
it took a great deal of energy to transform. Energy that Raven did not feel that she had
right now. Also, she would have to concentrate every second of the long flight. If her
concentration was broken even once, she would return to her human form and crash to
the ground. Raven shook her head. It was too risky. She was too tired to do it.
If only she had.....WATER! Up ahead shining on the brilliant surface of the desert
was a welcome oasis. Palm trees swayed and water glistened between them. Everything
Raven had learned about deadly mirages disappeared instantly from her mind. All she
wanted was the water. The young girl broke into a run and raced as fast as she could
toward the small heaven. With her eyes closed she jumped to meet the water, but felt
nothing but the burning sand beneath her. She yelled in rage. The sun and the desert
where plotting against her, playing tricks on her! With a tired sigh Raven got to her feet
to continue her trek. She only managed a few steps before she collapsed under the searing
heat.
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Yunsung was worried. He had found out that the girl he encountered was named
Raven. He had even found out where she lived, but when he got there a distressed servant
told him that Raven's family had been murdered, and Raven herself had disappeared. No
one knew where she had gone.
Yunsung had planned to make amends for breaking up her fight, and perhaps get
the shard from her. Now that she had disappeared he found he was not only worried for
the shard but also for the girl. He did not have much choice, however. He had to continue
his journey.
Now he was going east from Cairo riding on a camel. He had bought the camel in
Cairo, and was glad to have it. He was going much faster than he could have had he
walked. Strapped to the sides of the camel were two large water canteens and his sword,
White Storm.
After traveling for a while the young Korean warrior started to get bored. He
leaned impatiently to the side to look around the camel's long neck. What he saw made
his eyes widened in surprise.
A girl was lying almost covered in the sand, her dark outline the only blemish in
the desert's empty expanse.
Eagerly Yunsung urged the camel to move faster. When he reached the girl he
jumped down, wondering if she was dead. He was surprised again to see that it was the
same girl he had run into the day before. It was Raven. Gently he lifted her out of the
sand and carried her back to the camel. He sat her upright in front of him and continued
his journey.
There was a city coming up soon. He would worry about Raven and the shard
once he got there.
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When Raven woke up she refused to open her eyes. She did not want to see the
desert around her. Suddenly she realized that she was not in the desert at all, but lying on
a comfortable bed. 'Then I must be in the After World. I don't want to see that, either' she
thought. She moved her head and groaned. If she had only brought water she would still
be alive!
"You awake?" a voice asked her. 'The voice of Osiris' she thought unhappily. She
nodded slowly, eyes still closed.
"Would you like some water?" Raven nodded again. Her head still hurt, but the
sweat and sand had been wiped from her face, and a wet cloth was being placed on her
forehead.
"You will need to sit up to drink it, let me help you." the voice continued. A
strong arm went under Raven's shoulders and lifted her into a sitting position. A cool
glass was placed near her lips. Hungrily Raven drank. She wanted to drink more, but the
glass was being pulled away from her.
"You can't drink it all at once. You will get sick" the voice warned. Raven was
still too weak to protest. Instead she leaned against the anonymous shoulder and fell
asleep.
'Perhaps I am not dead' she thought vaguely as she drifted into her dreams.
A little while later Raven woke. She was in the same position, with her head
against the person's shoulder, with the edition of a slight pressure on her head.
She looked over at the person she was laying on the bed next to her and realized
in horror that it was Yunsung. Worse yet she realized that she had fallen asleep on his
shoulder, and he had placed his head on hers, and had fallen asleep as well.
In disgust Raven jumped back. Her sudden move awoke the sleeping warrior who
looked over at her groggily.
"You're awake." He said. Raven glared at him, but a new fear was rising within
her. She had no idea what kind of man this was. What was he planning to do with her?
Yunsung must have read the expression on her face for he blushed slightly.
"Sorry, I didn't want to move you. You were so tired, so I just...uh...are you
thirsty? I'll get you some water..." he jumped off the bed and rushed to an opposite wall
of the room where two canteens lay on the floor. 'Now is my chance' Raven thought,
seeing that Yunsung's back was to her. Amon-re appeared in her hand, and she ran to the
young man. She grabbed his wrist and wrenched it around his back and pulled the Katana
close to his neck.
"Where are we?" she demanded.
"Whoa, settle down, I'm not going to hurt you...where did you get that sword?"
"I said 'where are we'" Raven said drawing the sward closer to his neck.
"Sharuhen" said Yunsung eyeing the blade suspiciously.
"Sharuhen, that is near Gaza?" Raven asked
"Why don't you put that sword down..?"
"You are in no position to tell me what to do. Answer my question."
"Yes, Gaza is north of here." Said Yunsung with a touch of resentment
"Ok, thank you. Now stay here and don't move if you value your life." Raven
warned.
She released him and stepped back. Amon-re evaporated from her hand and she began to
transform into a raven.
She did not want to let this man know she was a sorceress. Not yet. With a flutter
of wings she flew out of the open window and began her flight north. Yunsung heard the
noise and turned to see what it was, but Raven was already gone.
"Dimmit. That is the second time she has disappeared on me. At least I know
where she is going" he could not help wonder ho she had disappeared. But he was sure he
would find out later.
AN: Ok, chapter two is done. YAY. Don't forget to review. In the next chapter Yunsung will met Raven once again, but will Raven stick around long enough to give Yunsung the shard? Will Yunsung find out her secret? Will I ever figure out how the Italics work? Find out in Chapter 3 !!!