A/N: Enjoy this following chapter...

I promise that it will leave more questions than answers...

Title: Whispers in the wind

Chapter: 3- Getting to know my dad's victim

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Thunder roared and shook the skies. Water smashed against withered rocks, smashing them into pieces. The moon cast a pale and dim light through the darkened clouds. Only a simple reminder to Francoise that she had little time to return home. She had to leave to her house, to her master. Her leave; she realized, was foolish. Childish almost. She felt embarrassed, undignified to have such luck. Her master had been a great wizard in his time, now a powerful and respected sage. The winds would not leave Francoise alone, wisps of hair flying across her face. Behind the rocks unknown to Francoise, her death watched her diligently. The great murderer was once again on the trail of his prey. He didn't suspect that Francoise knew that she was being tailed, and had been running all day. She thought that she had escaped her pursuer though, and paid no mind to a snicker that her murderer let out. Francoise felt a presence, evil and putrid. She ignored it and began running home, frightened. She finally reached the foot of the mountains which she had to cross in order to arrive at her house.

The sun and the moon shall rise together

And peace shall reign forever

Those words of the prophecy echoed in Francoise head, making it heart terribly. She looked like a scared white rabbit, running across, afraid of meeting with something any moment, and that's exactly how she felt, afraid and shocked. She only had a few hours before the deadline would be done. Meanwhile the murderer rushed to catch up with Francoise. "For a little girl, you sure are fast Miss Arnoul." He murmured under his breath as he continued to speed off. Suddenly he felt a vibration in his pocket, his cellular. He stopped and let out an irritated sigh. He picked up the phone and flipped it opened. "Hello, this best is important."

At the other line another man laughed. "Peace, dear shadow. The girl shall live a little longer; I have another plan to capture her. Or would you rather keep on chasing her forever?" There was a cynical laugh at the other line and the murderer rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Return to base immediately, and report to Scarl." (A/N: Yes, fooled you again! His father is not Scarl. Keep guessing... ^_~) the murderer known as shadow gave a short, "Yes." and decided to return home.

Joe gave a heavy sigh. He was studying for his S.A.T. test and it was exhausting. Nothing could make his relax. His mind was too occupied praying that the girl that he had met was still breathing. He doubted it but he still had optimistic hopes. He heard the door creak opened and knew at once that it was his father. "Dad your home, did you--?"

"No I didn't, you can relax. My, my, you certainly developed quite the concern for the girl." Joe blushed a deep crimson red and hid his face between his books. "Didn't you order pizza like I told you to; I left the money on the kitchen counter." Joe nodded and pointed to an empty pizza box that had been hidden by the microwave. Shadow nodded and opened the microwave, as he expected a last slice was inside for him. "Studying again, you'll certainly score a high grade if you continue that way." Joe nodded and let out a relieved sigh. Shadow chuckled, took the evening's newspaper and began to read. His son was the only shred of innocence that was left for him.

Shadow looked up from the newspaper and said in a commanding voice, "Tomorrow you will meet the girl, bring her to me." Joe was in shock. "No way, how could even consider it!" Shadow expected this as a weather man expects rain on a cloudy day. "Son all I am asking you is to bring her to me, you don't have to kill her."

"But you will, and I won't help you assassinate someone innocent." Shadow began to forget that Joe was his son. "You will bring her to me, if not she will die sooner. She should be here tomorrow at noon." Joe knew that he could protest and so instead he said, "How, I don't even know her..."

"Ask her out, you like her enough." Joe's cheeks flared up once again and he became quiet. He didn't speak to his father for the rest of the day.

When he awoke the next day, a note was left besides his pillow, it read; "The girl attends the same school as you do, I insured that she is in your class." Joe sighed and began to get ready for school. He had to fund a way out of this; he wouldn't let his father slaughter an innocent girl. He had to change his fathers mind.

But how?

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A/N: So, how did you guys like it? I'm sorry that I haven't updated in so long. School has been hectic. I'm also trying to finish Reigning Memories before this month ends, hopefully my goal will be achieved. So sorry that I had to leave the chapter at this, I know its irritating not to know what's coming next. Well until next time...

~Sorrowful~