Disclaimer: Same as the first two chapters...
A/N- I think this is a little longer, but I'm not sure... the first chapters of this are all short. XD If you'd like to read ahead of this, just check out my DeviantART account- the link is in my profile.
MoonCannon- Yes! Thank you. The later chapters are much longer than this, that they are.
'A thick mist covered the battleground, but did not do anything to hide the massive amount of bodies piled here and there. Blood stained the terra crimson, as well as the thin blade that the exhausted Half-elf held in her hand. Her hair fell limply down to her waist, caked in blood.
"It's… over." she sighed, pushing her hair out of her face, flakes of dried blood coming off and falling to the ground. A cracking branch from behind her caused her to whirl around and thrust her rapier forward, jabbing it into the chest cavity of the last human left alive at the moment on the battlefield. They gagged as blood began to pour out of their mouth, before falling lifelessly against the Half-elf's shoulder. She pushed him off onto the ground before wiping the blade off with a rag.
The plasma on the blade remained, having eternally tainted it.'
Capricorn sat straight up in her bed and cried out in agony. Her body was covered with a cold sweat from the nightmare she had just woken up from and the sharp pain in her lower ribs. She feverishly glanced about her room before calming herself and sighing.
Her past had been almost straight down the road of a murderer… the Kharlan war had cut her heart in two when it ended. Plies of lifeless elves, Half-elves, and humans alike were strewn across the bloody battlefield.
Shooting pain ran through her back before Capricorn caught a wisp of green go by her face, but it vanished as quickly as it had come. Seconds later, her door slid open and two soldiers stepped quickly into the room, looking at their lady awkwardly. She waved them off, but the jumped out of the way as Forcystus slid into the room.
"Capricorn, are you alright? All I heard was-"
"I'm fine, just another one of my nightmares."
"You sure?" he inquired again, sitting quietly in the chair next to her bed. A slight smile flickered across Capricorn's face.
"Yeah, but if you'd bring me a glass of vodka I'd be content to sleep for another hour or so." She laughed lightly, trying not to make her fractured rib hurt. Forcystus smiled and picked a glass off a counter and filled it half up with vodka. He handed it to her and turned to leave.
"Sleep well, Capricorn." he nearly whispered, making it hard for Capricorn to make out what he had said. She nodded and swallowed a gulp of the liquor before placing the glass on her nightstand and squirming down under her comforter.
The next morning Capricorn was just walking out of her room with her rapier strapped to her belt when a whipmaster cautiously approached her.
"Umm, my lord, are you sure that it's a good idea for you to leave your room?" he asked nervously, shuffling his feet slightly. She tilted her head to look at him.
"I'll be alright. I'm just going for a walk." she replied, walking swiftly past him and down a long hallway. She reached an uncluttered hall with an open ceiling, which let the sunlight shine in.
The sound of a sword unsheathing behind her brought her out of her momentary thoughts. She spun around on her heel and saw Forcystus leaning against a pillar with a sword in his hand… his arm cannon, however, wasn't on his left forearm. She raised an eyebrow quizzically.
"Engarde?" Forcystus asked, stepping out of the shadows and swinging the sword around flashily. She pulled out her rapier and bowed slightly.
Capricorn lunged forward towards Forcystus, who blocked her blow. He swung at her, which she dodged easily. They continued their game until it became somewhat like a waltz; swing, miss, block, dodge, parry, swing. It continued for a while until, with a spark erupting from the two blades as they collided, Capricorn held her blade against Forcystus' neck, whose sword was pointed directly at her stomach.
"Touché." she replied, eyes boring into his. He snorted.
"What is it about your past that haunts you so, Capricorn?" he asked, voice soft and somewhat comforting. "One who has nightmares bad enough to wake up screaming must have some memento weighing down their shoulders." Capricorn looked away as her eyes began to sting from tears.
"I… I…" she couldn't seem to get the words out, and she felt something slide down her cheek. Glancing up at Forcystus, she saw his eyes were wide with shock at what he had just done to the woman before him.
"Oh… it's one of those memories… that goes too deep for anything at all to heal, isn't it?" he said quietly, letting his blade fall to the ground with a loud clatter. Capricorn looked up at him. He found himself reaching out to brush the tears brimming in her eyes away from her face.
"As a young teenager in the Kharlan war, I slaughtered thousands of beings… elves and humans alike." she started, gulping quietly. Forcystus' hand touched her cheek, making her choke on her tears.
"You don't have to tell me." he cut in, not wanting to hurt her anymore than he already had. She shook her head, and started to continue, but found herself unable to.
Forcystus instinctively stiffened as Capricorn suddenly buried herself into his chest, sobbing quietly.
"Ah…" he said delicately, lightly touching the back of her head. "I see now…"