A/N: Orphen isn't mine

---- Default Chapter ----

Orphen and his friends are in an inn and it's night. Cleao and Majik are sleeping peacefully, but Orphen can't sleep. He can't help but feel something bad is going to happen. He sat there on his bed staring through the window right next to him, looking at the moon. He stared for a while then laid down and sighed. Suddenly he heard something... it wasn't very loud, as a matter of fact it was almost a whisper. It was a voice... singing a quiet song. As he listened to it, he suddenly felt very tired and slowly he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day

He opened his eyes very slowly. He examined the room and found Majik and Cleao weren't in their beds, so he sat up. Once again he looked around wearily. When he still didn't see anything he stood up and trudged downstairs. As he was walking down, he had to grip the rails very tightly because of how shaky his legs were and how he nearly fell down the steps three times because of his weak legs. Finally he reached the kitchen where they served you breakfast and there was Cleao and Majik sitting at the table talking. They saw him.

Cleao smiled, "Hey! You're finally awake!"

Majik looked at him worriedly, "Master, what's wrong? You look horrible."

Orphen didn't answer either of them he just sat down where there was an empty chair. Vulcan and Dortian came in.

"Hey you leather wrapped weasel what are YOU doing here?!" Vulcan shouted.

Dortian sighed, "Now we're gonna get it... AGAIN."

Orphen looked at them with a blank expression and turned away silently.

Vulcan looked surprised, "Hey, what's up with him?"

"Are you alright Orphen?" Dortian asked.

He looked at the half-ling and looked away once again with out a word.

"Hey Orphen," Cleao got his attention, "What's up with you? Are you sick?"

He rested his head on the table ignoring her question. Everyone stared at him with a concerned expression, even Vulcan was worried.

The innkeeper came in, "Good-morning, did you all sleep well last night?" he saw Orphen, "What's wrong young man?"

He still didn't answer anyone.

"I think he might be sick." Cleao lift his head and felt his forehead, "Well, he doesn't have a fever."

"Maybe he has laryngitis and that's why he's not talking to anyone." Majik suggested.

Cleao sighed, "That wouldn't explain why he didn't blow Vulcan and Dortian away."

"I'll get a doctor." The innkeeper left the room.

---- DOCTOR'S HERE ----

Ok so the doctor's here and he's already taken Orphen's temp, and did all these other tests. Now we have a confused doctor along with every one else.

"Is he alright?" Cleao asked.

The doctor sighed, "he has some signs of being ill but I don't know why he doesn't have a fever."

Majik frowned, "So what should we do?"

"Well, I don't think it's an emergency" he confirmed, "So just put him in bed for awhile. Where do you live?"

Majik was too sure he wanted to answer that, "Um, in Totaconta."

The doctor laughed, "No seriously, where do you live."

"We ARE serious. We're traveling." Cleao told him.

"Oh." The doctor turned to the innkeeper, "It turns out that they don't have a home here so I think they should stay here free of charge."

"Alright, it only seems fair."

---- Ok the sun is setting ----

Orphen is sitting in his bed staring out his window at the setting sun. Majik is lying in his bed pretending to be reading and Cleao is sitting on her bed staring at the sorcerer who STILL hasn't said anything.

"Majik, I definitely think he's sick."

He sighed, "Cleao, the doctor already said that master doesn't have a fever. How can he be sick?"

"He could be home sick." She told him.

"Yeah, right, like that'll ever happen." Majik shook his head.

Orphen laid down and sighed. Majik and Cleao perked up hoping that his silence would break but he still didn't say anything, so they went back to talking. Ok later, at midnight Orphen is once again unable to sleep and Cleao is still staring at him. After a couple more minutes she walked over to his bed as sat down. His gaze turned from the ceiling to the girl.

"What's wrong Orphen?" she asked.

"I don't know," he told her in a whispery voice.

She smiled, "Ok, can you tell me why you weren't talking to anyone."

He closed his eyes, "I couldn't...I didn't even understand it."

"Is that why you didn't beat up Vulcan?"

He shook his head wearily, "I didn't feel like it..."

Cleao was surprised, "Oh, how... unlike you."

"Leave me alone... it's hard enough to fall asleep by myself." He whispered.

Cleao thought that sounded very snotty even though his voice was quiet, but since something was wrong with him she decided NOT to hurt him. She went to bed and quickly fell asleep but once again Orphen couldn't. That feeling from the other night came back and kept him up, but that wasn't the only thing that came back. An hour later something caught Orphen's attention, it was singing... the same song and quiet voice that lulled him to sleep before. This time he got up and followed the voice. He trudged down the stairs, out the door and walked awhile in the streets. He was expecting to turn to a house but instead it lead to a forest. He looked at the huge trees and then stared into the abyss of the forest where the voice seemed to be coming from. He walked forward but stopped looked back at the town, and Once again he stared at the darkness. He suddenly fell to his knees. The song was once again making him fall asleep so he shook his head violently and slowly stood up. He started walking back to the inn, leaning on the sides of buildings to stay on his feet. Orphen was almost there and he stopped to rest. He collapsed to the ground and laid there for a minute, but when he tried to get up again he couldn't. He gave up trying to stand again and tried his best to stay awake, but he fell asleep anyway. (He's in the streets!)

---- Next morning ----

Orphen awoke in place he didn't recognize so he looked around, and it turns out he is in a hospital. He tried to sit up and found he was strapped down to the bed.

"Oh, you're awake." A familiar voice said.

Orphen looked to the side, and saw the doctor from before with a needle in his hand.

Orphen watched him walk up with the HUGE needle, "Oh hey doc..."

He looked at him surprised, "Oh, so you aren't mute."

"Why am I here?" he asked.

The doctor smiled, "Well, I found you lying in the streets in front of my house and when I checked you had a fever."

Orphen stared at the straps, "Well, can I go now?"

"No, not yet." The doctor filled the huge needle with a purple liquid.

Orphen gulped, "Hey, uh, what's the needle for?"

"This." The guy jabbed it into his 'patient's' neck and pushed the back of it so the liquid inside the glass was injected. (You, know, where you feel for a pulse.)

"OW! That hurts!!" he shouted.

When all of it was gone he pulled out the needle and put it away, "There, NOW you can go."

Orphen returned to the hotel and found Cleao crying and Majik trying to cheer her up.

"Hey." He greeted.

Cleao looked over and shot up; Majik gave a look of 'Uh, oh' to his master as the girl approached. She walked up to him and slapped him as hard as she could.

Orphen covered his cheek and rubbed it with a look of shock, "Ow..."

"DON'T YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN!!" she shouted, "IF YOU WANT TO GO SOMEWHERE TELL ME!! I DON'T WANT TO WAKE UP..." she got teary eyed, "and find that you're in a hospital."

She put her head against Orphen's chest and started crying. He looked down at her with a sad expression but didn't say anything.

Majik walked up to him, "yeah, WHY did you leave the hotel last night?"

Orphen looked up at him and smiled, "I... was trying to find something..."

Dortian walked in, "Oh, Orphen, are you all right?"

He nodded and Vulcan came in.

"Ya mean that leather wrapped weasel is back?" he saw the sorcerer in the doorway, "Um, yeah..." he just stared at him with a blank look.

"No snappy remarks?" Cleao asked.

He inhaled, "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"Vulcan took a deep breath and finished, "Now I feel better." He walked away.

Every one stood silent as the troll re entered the kitchen.

"Ok, that was pointless..." Majik stared a little longer, "Well, master which way are we going now?"

Orphen looked at him confused, "What?"

"You know... when we leave, I want to know where we're going." Majik informed him.

"Oh, oh, that..." he thought about it, "Pack up, we're leaving."

Cleao looked at him, "What? Why now?"

Orphen started towards the stairs, "Well, you guys wanna find out where we're going or what?"

The seemed a little surprised but they ran up the stairs without question.

---- Remember here? ----

the group stood in front of this gigantic forest that looked over a hundred years old and haunted.

"A-are you sure this is it?" Majik asked a little nervous.

"Yeah I'm positive."

Orphen walked in and the other two hesitantly followed behind.

THE END!!!

A/N: I've worked really hard so I would appreciate a review.... Please.