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Chapter 2

Irulan sat, locked in a wagon. There were small windows in her wagon in which she could see other wagons, few with the luxury of windows. She sat and cried. She couldn't remember everything just moments; a scream of a young girl and Beastmen knocking her out. One moment, that she couldn't shake, she would have given anything to forget. That was the picture of her parents lying dead on the ground of Rolanberry Fields.

If only they had sent her to any of the Melee academies around Vana'diel. Then maybe she could have fought better and saved them. Though that was her wish she knew that if her parents hadn't forced her to go to the Jueno School of Magic she wouldn't have ever known that a mind spell had been cast. What she didn't know, because of a lack of experience, was weather the mind spell was cast from the scream of the young girl of after it.

But why her? Why was she locked in a wagon and not anyone else that was at the annual Rolanberry Magic Convention? She thought about why someone would take one person hostage and kill everyone else. The only thing she could think of was that the people who took her knew that now the Juenoian Guard wouldn't look for her. They would assume that she was dead.

"Get out girl!" She had fallen asleep and an Elvaan dressed in a cloak with his face covered was yelling at her. She obeyed with a confident face so as not to show her weakness. There would be time for mourning later. She followed the Elvaanish creature through the field with six wagons to a lavish tent where she was told to wait until "she" was done. Two minutes later a Tarutaru exited with the same cold, determined face as herself.

"You may see the Queen now," the Elvaanish said as he pushed her into the tent. She looked at a woman sitting on a lavish chair dressed in a bikini top and a floor length black skits. Her hair was up, but no crown sat upon her head. Obviously this "Queen" was not an established one.

"My dear, Irulan. Such a pretty name and a pretty face too." She was tauntingly talking as if Irulan were a slave girl.

"Who are you? Queen of what nation?"

"Ah, so quick to judge dear? Well, don't think much of my title. They call me this, my men, because I have control over their lives. You see, I am a Dark Magistrate, which you seem not to now about." It was true that Irulan had heard about magistrates but not a Dark Magistrate.

"My name is Lavina, but these poor creatures, my followers, need me if they want to live, so they me Queen.

"So your not a Queen," Irulan said. "Then you must let me go immediately of the army of Jueno will attack this camp."

"You already know that is not true. I suggest that you don't cause trouble while you are here. I wouldn't want you to become…to dependant on me, like this man." Lavina summoned a guard. A hume entered the tent and was ordered to take off his cloak. Irulan gasped. "You see," Lavina said, "I can do this to you if you are to much of a bother. Now take her back to her wagon."

"Wait, why am I here," Irulan asked.

"Quick yet again dear. You will soon see when you meet the others. Isn't that great!" Lavina's eyes turned slightly into those of a mad woman and she smiled a dark smile as Irulan was taken away.

Don't worry, we will have more of Tevin and introduce the "others" in the next chapter! YAY! Read and review if you have an idea or a comment for my writing! Until next chapter.