Kit: It's the second installment of 'The World'! Yay! Enjoy everyone!

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Title: The World
Chapter # and Title: 2- Fiery and Icy Fights.
Rayne sighed as she followed after Kit, looking around in the vast and seemingly-never-ending desert that surrounded them, dispersing the perspiration on her brow with the back of her palm. She looked over at her friend again, reminded of the happenings of the past few days that they had spent in the scorching desert. As far as she could remember, she herself had seen at least two or more oases. Kit, on the other hand, had seen at least five normal oases, three filled with vanilla ice cream, and one filled with jelly. (Why an oasis filled with jelly even crossed Kit's mind was beyond the both of them.)

"How long until we reach this…Fire Realm, again, Kit?" Rayne asked.

Kit turned, pushing a bang that had plastered itself to her forehead out of her eyes, "We should be there soon, and they are very secretive and have a hidden entrance. Since I've explored this area before, I know where it is. Trust me." As soon as she finished her sentence she turned around and they slipped through a portal into a bustling marketplace, venders calling out for shoppers to buy their merchandise because it was better than any other.

Meanwhile at the Fire Realm palace…

A young man stood in front of a large screen, flames surrounding the screen, keeping it up. The man had flaming red hair and icy blue eyes. In the middle of the screen were none other than Rayne and Kit. He smirked and turned briefly from the screen, to call to his friend, "Oh, Kai…"

A second young man entered the room, looking at the other with a bored expression on his face, "What, Tala?" he grunted.

Tala grinned, making a gesticulation to the screen with one hand, "It would seem that we have visitors…"

Kai's eyes switched to the screen, "Very cute visitors…"

Tala smirked at him, "Which one? The raven-haired exotic beauty? You were always one for foreign treasures, Kai.

Kai grunted, "And I suppose you like the Spider-web mage? I always thought you were a bit morbid, Tala. I just didn't think you were that morbid…" he muttered.

Tala grinned goofily, his eyes falling back onto the 'beautiful', or as he'd deemed her, Spider-web mage, "I'd be morbid for her anytime…"

Kai rolled his eyes at his friend, "There's just something about the Mage Dancer's eyes…It's almost like I'm drawn to them…" he trailed off to think over this strange fact.

Tala laughed and it was his turn to roll his eyes, "And you're not drawn to the rest of her?" he asked with a grin.

Kai growled and glared at him, a very fierce glare, indeed, "I'm allowing you to stay here, in my castle while the war between your Ice Realm and the Earth Realm continues. I'd watch my mouth if I was you, or you may find that you 'accidentally' go flying out the tower window tomorrow morning…" he threatened coldly.

Tala grinned. He loved annoying his friend, especially if it meant putting his life on the line…Ok, that might have been a little drastic, but it was still fun. "Alright, Almighty Ice Block, sir. I shan't bad-mouth you or your future mate anymore."

Kai's glare intensified, if that was even possible, "You're pushing it, Tala. You're on thin ice…"

Tala grinned. Kai was about to cave, "Awww…I can't wait for our date tomorrow, Kai…" he cracked.

Kai growled ferociously, sounding almost animalistic, "That's it…You have a date with the tower window tomorrow at dawn…Your thin ice just broke under your fat butt."

Tala grinned, "So, can we go pay them a visit…Maybe bring them back…forever?" he asked nonchalantly, as if it were a normal question.

Kai returned his grin, for the first time that day, "Yes, let's…."

Rayne looked around at all the merchandise in the market, following after Kit as they pushed their way through the crowds that had accumulated in the large place. They were on their way to the inn in the middle of the Realm (1). Just as they were about to reach it, though, they noticed two hooded figures following after them. Rayne and Kit looked at each other, Kit nodding to the left, while Rayne nodded to the right. They both nodded, and as if they devil, himself were on their heels, shot off in the directions they had nodded in, intent on loosing their pursuers.

o0o-With Rayne-o0o

Rayne was busily trying to run and take her ring off at the same time. She needed something to protect herself with incase this person was a magic user. Taking a sharp turn to the right, she nearly fell, but managed to catch herself at the last minute, pushing herself forward with her hand. She snatched her ring off her finger just in time because the stranger was catching up fast. Relying on her nimbleness and gracefulness, she took a running leap over a burrow that was standing completely still in the middle of the cobblestone street, landing lightly on the balls of her feet. She jumped up the second after she landed, pushing herself to keep up her pace as she danced and twisted through the crowd as if this was a complicated but beautiful dance that she'd performed tons of times. Suddenly, a dead end greeted her, and she turned, a string of curses floating through her mind as she fingered the ring in her hand anxiously. Hissing out the incantation, there was a flash of magnificent red light and her ring became a staff once more.

The stranger that had been chasing her stopped at the end of the alleyway, a sword, the hilt dark red in color, was held in their hand, pointing directly at her. They wanted to play, did they? Well, two could play at the sword-fighting game. She threw her staff into the air above her, "Garnet Staff Transformation: Garnet Blade!" she shouted on impulse. A sword floated down into her hand. The hilt was the same color as the garnet on her staff had been, and the garnet rested in the hilt just above where she held it.

They circled each other, both waiting for the other to make the first move. Both giving in at the exact same moment, they lunged at each other in perfect unison. Their blades met in a clash of metal and sparks, clanging together. Rayne stepped back, swinging her blade to the side to catch her opponent in the side. The other twisted to the side, sword banging against her own to keep it from hitting as he/she moved. Giving a growl, Rayne twisted the blade around the other, catching the cloak in the blade. The stranger dropped the completely ruined cloak, revealing a very well-dressed young man. His ruby eyes bore into her own, burning in the shadows of the alley. Slate blue hair looked unkempt and unruly.

Rayne huffed, trying to catch her breath, "Who are you?" she asked, breathing roughly.

The young man smirked at her, "If you win this battle, I'll be more than happy to tell you my name. Of course, if I win, you'll tell me yours."

Rayne smirked, "You've got yourself a deal." she said, twisting the sword around her hand by the hilt.

They circled each other again, swords held out in front of them. Then, just as suddenly as they had started, they stopped. They just stood in their respective places and stared each other down, neither moving an inch. Rayne inhaled just as the stranger exhaled. They were breathing at the same pace, in exact opposite ways. They continued to regard each other with steely looks.

Suddenly, Rayne's eyes clouded over and her sword dropped from her grip, clattering to the ground with a clang of metal against stone. Her form crumpled completely, tumbling ungracefully to the ground. Her opponent dropped his sword and lunged forward, catching her lightly before she fell to the ground. He held her form against his own, his hold…protective? He pushed himself to his feet, his hood slipping back to uncover his face. Tousled slate hair splayed over his forehead and the top of his skull, while dark blue hair covered the back. His eyes were of a wine red hue but seemed richer and deeper than any known wine. His skin was pale, but not a sickly, pasty tinge. The prince of the Fire Realm…

o0o-With Kit-o0o

Kit swung her sword over her head, landing it against her opponent's with a resounding metallic clang. Her left foot slipped back in stance slightly to brace herself as her opponent bore down on her harshly. He was almost too strong for her to hold off, but she knew she'd manage. With a rough grunt, she pushed back as hard as she could, pressing at her opponent with everything she could muster.

The sword's contact broke as the other stepped back, swinging his sword out in a wide arc in front of himself.

Kit watched him silently, her own sword poised in front of her face, ready for any onslaught that he might've had planned. What was he up too? He clearly had something planned; his aura screamed of arrogance that only came in battle when one claimed the upper hand, although managing to keep it from their opponent. Then, she noted something…The air temperature had dropped at least ten degrees in the last minute or so…He was an Ice Mage! OH, SNAP!

Her realization must have made itself evident on her face, because an aura of cockiness pulsated around her opponent. The air temperature dropped even more, faster than it had to begin with. She shivered in the cold, her entire body shaking with her shudders. Without fire magic, she had no way to keep herself warm…She was going to be frozen…

o0o-With Rayne-o0o

Warmth surged around her body and she stirred slightly from her slumber…That was a dirty, rotten trick! He'd put a sleep spell on her! She sat up, holding her weight up on wobbly arms. She looked down, trying to find the source of the warmth she was experiencing. She was aware that there was no fire burning in the room, so that couldn't be it. She lifted one hand and touched the blankets lightly with her fingertips, pulling them back instantly. A warmth spell had been cast on the blankets. Someone wanted to keep her warm, maybe to keep her asleep for a while (1).

Finding the source of the warmth, she looked around the room. The room she was in was dark red in color. The drapes had been drawn across the windows and it was dark. The bed was at least a king size, maybe bigger…At least ten people could've fit in this bed alone, without even touching each other!

Suddenly, the events of the past few hours came back, and she looked around in anxiousness. Her ring wasn't on her finger, and the familiar weight of her staff or sword was no where to be felt. Her eyes feel on the nightstand next to the bed. She felt waves of relief wash over her as the well-known sight of her ring greeted her as her eyes fell on the cleanest part of the nightstand.

She looked up as the door creaked and then opened. She shielded her eyes as the light blazed in from the other side. A form stood in the doorway, shadowed by the darkness that rested just beyond the threshold of the door. Her eye narrowed as she got a strange sense of déjà vu…This power signature was strangely familiar and the form seemed familiar as well.

"Who are you? Where am I?" she ground out in a level voice.

The stranger walked into the room, pulling the door closed behind him. Once the light had been put out, she could see again. Ruby eyes, deeper than her own, watched her from where their owner stood. Unruly slate-blue hair covered the head and fell unkempt onto the nape of his neck. Even in the shadows, his skin was pale, but not too pale. He was wearing a dark red tunic over black pants. His boots went just above his ankles, also black like his pants.

"As for your first question, I won't answer it until I know your name. That was our agreement, and I won our little battle. And your second, you're in my room, in my palace." He answered her.

"A name is a thing of power in this world. Knowing my name would mean that you have power over me and no one has power over me." She said darkly, her eyes narrowing.

"A beautiful rose…" he mused out loud. "A beauty, but you have your thorns."

She growled at his musing, "I don't know whether I should take that as a compliment or as an insult…" she muttered at him.

He smirked at her, "We'll just have to clip you of your thorns, now won't we?"

o0o-With Kit-o0o

Her pink-amber eyes flashed as she moved fluidly, despite the rapidly decreasing temperature around her. Her opponent didn't seem to be having any trouble with the current condition.

With a grunt, Kit swung sideways again, her sword contacting with his once more, before it froze completely…

What? No! Kit thought desperately as she stared down at her sword angrily. She threw it to the side with an aggravated grumble. Her opponent did the same, much to her surprise, and they faced off again.

Kit's hair swung as she moved to the side and caught her opponent in the side with her left foot. Her enemy reeled back, hissing in pain before they regained their fighting composure and stood once more before her before rushing at her at full force.

He stopped right in front of her, his hand flying at her. A chilling wind shot forth from his hand and hit her forcefully and knocked her back, chilling her to the bone. Shivering harshly, she pushed herself to her feet, trying to keep herself warm. Her movements slowed and became sluggish as the temperature dropped increasingly.

His hand flew up once more, this time shards of pure ice flying from his palm. She managed to dodge most of the shards, but a few caught her fishnet sleeves and parts of her skirt. She flew back from the force, grunting as she landed painfully against the wall behind her, pinned against it by the ice shards.

"You'll pay for this." She snorted fiercely.

Her opponent laughed, "I'll bet, Princess. Slumberus." He muttered and her world went dark.(2)

Kit: Alright, I bet all of you know who did what to whom…If you don't, then I feel for you. Anyway, tell me what you think. (Translation: SEND A REVIEW!)

(1)- Have you ever noticed that when you're warm while you sleep, you tend to sleep longer and deeper?

(2)- Slumberus- A simple spell used to put someone or something to sleep for a limited and short amount of time. Can be powered up using specific magic (depending on the user; all characters have their own source of power) and used to put to sleep for a longer amount of time. This spell can even be taken so far as to put in a coma or an eternal rest.