A/N If you think I own this, you're worse then Shanda! :)
Lyn lay on her bed until she was sure that Flea was asleep. She tried to use the telepathy spell to discover for sure that her teacher was sleeping, but she got nothing. Sighing, Lyn decided to risk getting up anyway. Crabby hadn't been able to provide food as usual, so Lyn was going to go to the kitchens and get some.
Silently she slipped through Flea's suite and down the halls to the kitchen. Nobody seemed to be around, and the remains of the general's last meal sat on the counter. With one final look about, Lyn went to the remnants of the bird and began picking it over for edible scraps. A noise behind her nearly made Lyn jump. She looked around, trying as best she could to keep her activity unseen.
"L,lyn? Lyn, what are you doing here this time of night?" a woman's voice asked. She was still hidden in the shadows, and Lyn had to strain to see her.
"Mother…?" The woman stepped closer, confusion on her face. Lyn shook her head. "Mother, please, go away. Just forget you saw me."
Shanda moved nearer, close enough to notice what Lyn was doing. "Lyn! Why are you stealing food? You don't NEED to; you're taken care of. If food's discovered missing, I'll be yelled at."
Lyn turned back to the bird, ripping off a hunk and placing it in her mouth. "You know nothing," she said around her mouthful. "Just go away and forget you ever saw me here."
The brown-haired woman leaned in and grabbed her daughter's arm. "Lyn, stop, please. I don't want to get in trouble."
The fledgling mage whirled back around, eyes blazing. She wrenched her arm from Shanda's grasp and yanked open her shirt, revealing a poorly healed wound, a relic from her earlier test. "*You* don't want to get in trouble? You're afraid of being *yelled* at? Look, look at this!" She pointed at the scab for emphasis. "This is what happens when *I* mess up. Taken care off? Yeah, I might be 'taken care off.' Just like Mistress Flea 'took care off' me the first day. You think your life's tough? I'll be happy to switch anytime."
Shanda stared in silence at the angry skin, then at the girl's face. "Lyn, what's happened to you…? You…you've changed… Surely it's not that bad…"
Lyn began to laugh a low, dry, humorless chuckle that hovered on the brink of madness. "Crimson tongues burning, fire," she whispered, nearly inaudibly. A red flame leapt from nowhere onto Shanda, burning the woman for a short moment. Shanda fell to her knees, and from the floor looked up at Lyn.
"What…?"
Lyn stared back, little or no remorse in her brown eyes. "*That* is something to fear. Not an Imp yelling at you." She grabbed what meat she'd been able to free from the carcass and began walking away. "Go to bed, Shanda. Go to bed, and forget what you've seen. But don't, by Lizard, forget what you've learned."
Shanda watched from her knees as her only child walked into the shadows.
A/N Oh my...I appologize for the darkness of this chapter... And how short it is...My comp broke down, and I lost everything... But fear not! I have returned!! Lyn will continue to have problems with her mother, who isn't really the smartest person in the castle... Don't worry, the story won't really get any darker then this. I hope.... On to the reviews...only one??
Sarah: Thank-you for at least being consistent!! Addicted huh? Then here's your next fix! :)
Ollen, even though you didn't review...sorry for putting this up without sending it to you... I'm in a hurry. I'll send you the next chappy, promise!! For those who don't know, Ollen's my beta, and a good one!!
So, you know the drill. Pleare review, and I'll reply right here!! Or else I won't write... :D So that's all, Kd Zeal, signing off for now!
Lyn lay on her bed until she was sure that Flea was asleep. She tried to use the telepathy spell to discover for sure that her teacher was sleeping, but she got nothing. Sighing, Lyn decided to risk getting up anyway. Crabby hadn't been able to provide food as usual, so Lyn was going to go to the kitchens and get some.
Silently she slipped through Flea's suite and down the halls to the kitchen. Nobody seemed to be around, and the remains of the general's last meal sat on the counter. With one final look about, Lyn went to the remnants of the bird and began picking it over for edible scraps. A noise behind her nearly made Lyn jump. She looked around, trying as best she could to keep her activity unseen.
"L,lyn? Lyn, what are you doing here this time of night?" a woman's voice asked. She was still hidden in the shadows, and Lyn had to strain to see her.
"Mother…?" The woman stepped closer, confusion on her face. Lyn shook her head. "Mother, please, go away. Just forget you saw me."
Shanda moved nearer, close enough to notice what Lyn was doing. "Lyn! Why are you stealing food? You don't NEED to; you're taken care of. If food's discovered missing, I'll be yelled at."
Lyn turned back to the bird, ripping off a hunk and placing it in her mouth. "You know nothing," she said around her mouthful. "Just go away and forget you ever saw me here."
The brown-haired woman leaned in and grabbed her daughter's arm. "Lyn, stop, please. I don't want to get in trouble."
The fledgling mage whirled back around, eyes blazing. She wrenched her arm from Shanda's grasp and yanked open her shirt, revealing a poorly healed wound, a relic from her earlier test. "*You* don't want to get in trouble? You're afraid of being *yelled* at? Look, look at this!" She pointed at the scab for emphasis. "This is what happens when *I* mess up. Taken care off? Yeah, I might be 'taken care off.' Just like Mistress Flea 'took care off' me the first day. You think your life's tough? I'll be happy to switch anytime."
Shanda stared in silence at the angry skin, then at the girl's face. "Lyn, what's happened to you…? You…you've changed… Surely it's not that bad…"
Lyn began to laugh a low, dry, humorless chuckle that hovered on the brink of madness. "Crimson tongues burning, fire," she whispered, nearly inaudibly. A red flame leapt from nowhere onto Shanda, burning the woman for a short moment. Shanda fell to her knees, and from the floor looked up at Lyn.
"What…?"
Lyn stared back, little or no remorse in her brown eyes. "*That* is something to fear. Not an Imp yelling at you." She grabbed what meat she'd been able to free from the carcass and began walking away. "Go to bed, Shanda. Go to bed, and forget what you've seen. But don't, by Lizard, forget what you've learned."
Shanda watched from her knees as her only child walked into the shadows.
A/N Oh my...I appologize for the darkness of this chapter... And how short it is...My comp broke down, and I lost everything... But fear not! I have returned!! Lyn will continue to have problems with her mother, who isn't really the smartest person in the castle... Don't worry, the story won't really get any darker then this. I hope.... On to the reviews...only one??
Sarah: Thank-you for at least being consistent!! Addicted huh? Then here's your next fix! :)
Ollen, even though you didn't review...sorry for putting this up without sending it to you... I'm in a hurry. I'll send you the next chappy, promise!! For those who don't know, Ollen's my beta, and a good one!!
So, you know the drill. Pleare review, and I'll reply right here!! Or else I won't write... :D So that's all, Kd Zeal, signing off for now!
