Chapter 3

I have two kick as chapters done, but for some reason they don't happen till later in the story, I guess that I just have to lead up to them. I am also done the end chapter for some reason, I guess that is just the way I do my thing.

Enjoy, and review!

Oh and to understand this you DO NOT have to read the other ones (even though I am thinking of deleting Together Forever)

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Again Sierra awoke, only this time her head felt like it had been split into two. Falling from the room and being struck from behind will do that to you.

"God damn bastard." She growled.

Almost on cue the door slid open. A 15 year old boy entered the room, dressed in blue armor and carried a tray of fruits and a glass of red wine. He had dirty blonde hair and a long straight nose. He was easily taller then her and moved with an almost fluid grace.

He quietly set it down on the table her eyes watching his every move.

He turned suddenly to face her, his eyes meeting hers as if testing her, but more so testing himself.

"Who are you?" She demanded.

"I am Gatti of General Dilandau's Dragon Slayers." He stated his voice wavering at her gaze. "And who are you? Lord Dilandau never told us your name, he only refers to you as the Shira."

"Does he now?"

His only reply was a nod.

"Well then," She smiled mischievously, "I'm Bob with two O's."

Gatti's eyebrows flew up in surprise. "Really?" Still somewhat shocked.

"Yeah! My name is Bobo." She smiled sweetly.

Gatti's features relaxed.

"What were you thinking!? You nasty little boy!" She exclaimed bringing a delicate hand to her lips.

"You said it!" He retorted.

"You thought it!" She grinned from behind her hand.

"Well…" Gatti suddenly clued in, "Your name isn't really Bobo is it."

"No, it's Sierra."

"Oh…"

"I really had you going didn't I."

"For someone created by the sorcerers, I am surprised that you have a sense of humor, however warped it may be."

"I was NOT created by the sorcerers."

"Oh well…"

"They just kidnapped me."

"Much like they took Dilandau?"

"What? They took Dilandau?"

"Yes. But he never had a family, he ran wild with a pack of wolves."

"I never knew." She stated suddenly getting a sense of sympathy and a slight connection with the sadistic albino.

"No one does." Gatti looked saddened then suddenly realized what he had told her.

"Don't worry Gatti he won't hear a word from me." Sierra assured him with a smile.

"That's good."

"Is that why he is like that?"

"Like what?" Gatti raised an eyebrow, no one ever questioned his master.

"Never mind." She sighed turning away.

Gatti came closer, causing her head to snap back around to face him. Gatti quickly held up his hands.

"Don't get any ideas of I'll slit you from crown to crotch." She hissed shifting one finger into a threatening claw.

"I've never met a woman who speaks like you." He stated bringing a smile to her face reaching her eyes. Gatti quickly went rigid.

"Sorry." Sierra looked away.

"No." Gatti took another step closer.

"Don't Gatti, I do not wish to kill you for actions you cannot control. Curse these eyes. Even if I wanted a mate, I could never find one who wants me for me, not because of they are under this damned spell." She sighed again.

"I am sorry." Gatti looked down suddenly ashamed of his impure thoughts.

"Don't worry about it Gatti."

"No I mean about you never finding love. I wish I could be that man, but we both know it is just because of…"

"Yeah I am sure." Sierra sighed again.

"I am sure you will find someone." Gatti smiled encouragement.

"No man is strong enough to resist these." She gestured to her eyes.

"Lord Dilandau seems to be doing ok." Gatti shrugged, his comment earning him a severe stare from the Shira. "I have to go." He said quickly then left the room."

"Lord Dilandau. Even if that monster could feel emotion, even he can't resist me forever. I guess I am doomed to never love another, yet all others will love me." She sighed then got up to watch the clouds drift by.