Salvete! Or it might be salve if the only person who's reading this is the one that reviewed. Ch2! Is now up!
Disclaimer: sadly I don't own fire emblem but one day I will! Mwa ha ha! Oh wait I still own Karleniia. Heh heh... scratches back of head
Enjoy!
It was late in the evening when she heard something behind her approaching. She relaxed when she realized it was only Jafar. He walked over next to the rock she was previously sitting on and stared down at her. For a while they stayed there like that not moving and barely breathing, afraid to make any movements.
Why the heck is he staring at me! Freaky…
"I don't understand why Nergal likes you so much. You certainly don't seem like anything special." He said in a deep almost inaudible voice.
"Hey watch who you're talking to! I'd take you on and down!"
She instantly regretted her words the moment he turned around and glared.
"You think so? Don't kid yourself."
He turned to walk away but instead was stopped.
"Take that back! If I'm such a sucky fighter then why have I been stuck with the duty of leading a surprise attack? Hah!"
"Nergal is only using you for the time being. Once he's through with you he'll forget all about you. Then you'll be nothing but a second rate myrmidon."
Enraged she charged at him, katana ready.
"Rah!" She dodged a storm of knives and somersaulted over his back. She landed behind him and raised her sword to finish him off but instead was roughly kicked in the stomach. She jumped back up and forced her body into full speed. Running straight at him Jafar prepared for a second attack. She dodged a kick, swerved around him, and plunged the katana straight into his side.
He fell to the ground clasping his side." Little… girl…" He coughed up blood and tried to stand up.
"Here let me help." Now that she had shown him she felt it was her duty to help.
"Get off! I'll help myself!" He growled.
With his pride obviously more hurt then his side he stumbled back to the camp.
Karleniia watched him limp back to his tent, eyebrow cocked. "Idiot. If he'd just swallowed his pride I would have helped him."
She sheathed her katana and started to go back when she noticed something on the ground. She cocked her head and bent down to see what it was. The object turned out to be one Jafar's daggers. It was intricately carved with beautiful writing with a silver handle. The words were none that she had ever seen before. "I wonder what it says" she though aloud.
She picked it up and examined it more closely. Now that she had had a better look at it she recognized some of the writing to be dragon language. "Wow! I wonder where he got this."
She looked up and back at the camp and saw a figure sitting next to Jafar's tent and immediately took it to be him. She quietly walked back to the tent she shared with Marissa and peeked inside. Marissa lay in her blankets fast asleep. Karleniia smiled and dropped her katana off inside and picked up some ointment. She pulled her head out and closed the flap.
She looked back at Jafar's tent and saw him bandaging himself up. She slowly and quietly walked his way so not to alarm him.
As soon as she walked in hearing range his head shot up and he stared at her. He looked surprised as though he thought she wouldn't have enough nerve to go and talk to him again. "What?" he asked rudely.
"I thought you might need this," she held out the ointment, "and I thought you might let me help you now since you've maybe calmed down a little."
"You know that if ones hurt the Fang says to leave them and let them die. So why do you insist in trying to help me?"
"I don't like that rule." Karleniia smiled and laughed.
"Even if you did help me I won't be able to fight tomorrow."
"That's okay! If I fight well enough for two Fangs won't that be enough?" She looked at him and smiled when she saw the look on his face.
During the awkward silence that followed this comment Karleniia looked down at his side and saw the bloody mess it had turned into.
"Eep! Here use this ointment it will help it from hurting so bad. It also makes t heal faster. Let me help!"
She handed the ointment to him and he covered his wound with it. After he was finished he handed it back to her, silently.
She leaned in and stared at him. "Hello! Don't I get a thank you?"
He stared back for a while and then responded," thanks…"
Afterwards she helped him bandage up his side and received another delayed "thanks…"
"Okay were done. I hope you feel better! I'll maybe see you tomorrow!"
She ran back towards her tent. "Ack! The dagger!"
She swiveled around and headed back towards his tent.
She got there in 3 seconds flat but found that he had already disappeared into his tent.
Ack! What do! What I do!
She finally built up enough courage and whispered "Jafar."
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She leaned in closer and repeated "Jafar"
The tent flap flew open and whacked her in the face. She fell backwards startled by the sudden movement.
"What do you want now?" he growled.
"Umm… you left this dagger on the ground after you left. I thought you might like it back."
His eyes flashed, and darted to her hand.
"Where did you find that? Give it to me!" He snatched it back and vanished back into the tent.
"Wait!" She sat there staring at the tent. Finally she got up and left.
Back in her tent she snuggled under the covers only to be startled by a loud "HONK!"
She poked Marissa in the ribs to keep her quiet and laid her head back down. In no time at all the Wind Slicer was fast asleep.
Until next time bye! Please review! Oh yeah I don't really know how I came up with Karleniia but I stuck with it cause I like it!