Chapter Ten
By Hdogg
Told by Jenny Ramo
Sorrows of the Heart
Note: **sniff** It's so sad…Poor Jenny. **sniff** Well, I can't leave you hanging for a while. Time to write…
Another Note: I got an idea from a person that reviewed my D2 story and I will take her/his advice and skip a few quests because this story is going to take a long, long time to complete. It should be done by next year around Christmas or so. Sigh…My poor friends **sniff** Guess I gotta write this.
Disclaimer: Ya all know what I own and do not own.
Onward To Victory!
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"ONWARD TO VICTORY! DIE YOU FIENDS!" I heard Dru yell over the sounds of the battle. I swiftly turned around taking off a zombies head in the process. He charged straight into the zombies attacking valiantly.
'I have to get to him.' I thought franticly in my mind. Bringing down my katar, I sliced the gut of a rotting corpse. It's intestines fell out. I shrank back for a moment then remembered what Dru was going though. "Hang in there, Dru!" I yelled over the sounds of the battle. I fought my way though what was left of the army of zombies. Tripping over the dead of the walking dead, I fell into the dirt. My head landed on a dead zombie. Trying to not lose my lunch, I quickly got to me feet and raced over to Dru.
I stumbled a few times before I actually reached him. He had hit his face on a jagged rock. "Dru…" I said quietly tears welling up in my eyes. Dan and Larry stumbled over. Aly and Mo were supporting a battered Stuart. The skeletons and summoned animals were gone. Dan knelt down next to Dru and genteelly turned him over.
He was a sight. Dru's head was a mass of blood and his clothes were all bloody too. I also knelt down next to Dru on the opposite side of Dan. I was on the verge of tears. It started raining. Slow, fat drops of water fell on all of us. It was as if the sky decided to cry too. "Dru…" I whispered. I ran my hand along his face. His eyes fluttered open for a moment and looked at me and Dan then closed again.
I never was one who expressed feelings very well. 'Dru, please stay with me. Please don't die.'
Even though I only knew Dru as a person for five days, I've known him for well over five years from the Internet. He was always there to listen to my problems and help me with all my moving. I never knew he was in a gang until today but I wondered at times when he would leave at ten after talking to me. He was like my older brother but after the past year, our relationship with each other started to change to something different.
'Dru, please don't leave me. I have so much I still need to tell you…' I looked up to Dan. Thunder rumbled off in the distance. "Dan, can you help him?"
"I…I don't know…" He muttered. His healing aura was surrounding all of else at the moment. "We shouldn't move him from here…He could injure him more…without meaning too…" He seemed troubled with this.
The rain was coming down harder, cleaning the blood off Dru's face. I clutched his hand hoping to help him in some way. Aly and Mo had taken Stu to Akara and had returned to help me and Dan. I wasn't sure where Larry was and I didn't care. All that mattered to me was Dru at the moment. My short, black hair was plastered to my head now and clothes clung to my body because of the rain
"Jen…Are you okay?" Asked Mo kneeling down next to me, putting her hand on my shoulder. Tears slowly rolled down my face as I sat helplessly. There was nothing I could do to help Dru. I felt as if I had failed him. I shook my head. Mo turned to Dan and asked him, "Dan…?" He shook his head sadly. There was nothing he could do. I knew my friends were trying to comfort me, in some way or other.
I felt a sudden warmth though my body. Kind of like I just got into a nice, warm bath. I looked at my hands and to me surprise they were glowing! "What the…" I heard Mo mutter. The wind picked up considerably.
A small but auditable voice wisphered on the wind, "Receive the gift of healing, noble assassin. Save the one you love…" The voice died as the wind stopped for a moment but picked up again. I was puzzled but I placed my hands on Dru's chest. The warmth in my hands flowed out of me and into Dru.
I didn't realize that I went into a trance until I woke up in Akara's tent. "Wha…? Where am I?" I sat up slowly and looked around. It was still raining outside. The rain making a steady droning sound. I saw shelves of jars, books, and scrolls. Then I noticed Dru lying to my right. Stuart was sitting up also.
"Uhh…I feel horrible…" He grumbled lying back down. I heard him snoring after a moment or two. I pushed myself off my cot and stumbled over to Dru.
"Dru…" I wisphered shaking him genteelly. He mourned. "Dru! Your all right!" I cried out and hugging him.
"OWE!" He yelped, opening his eyes. "Jen?" I loosened my grip on him and nodded. He smiled and wisphered softly, "How you feeling?"
"Happy and sore." I mumbled resting my head on his shoulder. I was still kneeling on the ground too. The position I was in was a bit annoying but I didn't care. I heard voices beyond the curtain separating the patients from the guests.
"How they doing, Miss Akara?" Asked Dan in his all ready deep voice.
"The necromancer should be ready to go in a matter for an hour and that goes for the same as the assassin but the druid needs time." Replied the old woman. Her voice was strained from healing the three patients.
"Hmm…Perhaps Jen and Dru should stay here until Dru is healed properly then we could send a town portal to pick them up and refresh our supplies." Daniel stopped for a moment then continued, "He could send us a raven so we know their ready."
"Shall I get the necromancer then?" Asked Akara.
"Yes please." Dan replied. I hurried footsteps coming quickly. Not wanting to be
caught as I was, I jumped up which caused me to sway some and got back into my bed and closed my eyes quickly. Just as I closed my eyes, Akara arrived and woke up Stu. After Stu grumbled some and they both left silently.
"What happened?" Asked Dru. I opened my eyes and crept out of my cot again. I sat next to his cot and leaned against it. "You know after I got hit and stuff. All I can remember is darkness and you…"
"Uhh…" I racked my brain for the right words to say to him. His large hand found its way to my hair and was playing with it. "I can't really explain it…I'm not that good with words…"
He sighed, "Then I'll try to explain what happened to me. I remembered blacking out and hearing you call my name then…then it got weird. At first, I was floating above my body watching you and the others. You and Dan sat there helpless then Mo came up and knelt next to you. Then it really got weird. I heard footsteps walking up to you and the wind started to pick up. A…spirit, I guess you could say, came to you and wisphered, 'Receive the gift of healing, noble assassin. Save the one you love…' Then everything went black again…" He stopped for a moment then continued, "I…I woke up and I saw you. You were in trance I think. You swayed but Mo caught you before you hit you the ground. That's when I noticed how much pain I was in…My most serious wounds were healed but everything else still hurt like heck." I sat there listening to him. I remember the wind and the warmth in my hands.
'How…how did I get this…power? It's so strange…' I thought staring at my hands. They weren't glowing anymore but I could still feel the power in them. I curled up on the ground. Bringing my knees to my chin as I tried to sort out these things swarming in my head.
"Jen?" A brown head looked in at the entrance of the small hospital.
I smiled, "Hey Mo. What's up?" Mo walked in kind of nervously.
"Umm…Well, I'm just here to tell ya that we're leaving. We're taking the way point to the cold plains and are gonna try to get to the stony field before night. It's early in the afternoon so umm…I guess we'll see you later…" She muttered. I could tell something was wrong but I knew she wouldn't talk about it. She had a tendency to keep most of her true emotions bottled up inside her.
"See you later, Mo. Come back in one piece please." I said to her. I saw a mischievous gleam in her eye.
"Just me or the whole gang?"
I shook my head and tried to keep from laughing, "You little twit. You better bring everyone back in one piece."
"And if I don't?" She retorted.
"Hmm…Would like to meet my katar or my fist? I could kick you too." I answered smiling wickedly.
She pouted, "Fine, fine. I'll bring them back but I can't promise you nothing."
I chuckled and waved her off, "Get out of her you little rouge."
"No problem. See ya, you two." She dashed off to the rest of the gang.
"See ya, twit." Said Dru.
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Quick Note: Hey all! We're gonna skip some time here, if you don't care, and we're gonna fly to about a week in the future, kay? Cause I really need to get rolling on the Cain quest here. And seeing that no one objects (gets hit in the head by a frying pan by a few fans) Erm…Seeing that a few of you don't like this, I promise I won't do this frequently k? (People glare but nothing comes flying) Okay, thank you! (Sneaks slowly away to continue writing)
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One Week Later (March 11th)
It was decent day today. A bit on the nippy side but still decent. I walked around picking up some firewood for the fire Dru had started. The last week had gone by fast. Dru had healed well but he stilled had a cut on his right arm that needed to be healed.
I sighed. 'Healing…A gift that I have been granted but why?' I had stopped and leaned against a tree. 'Guess me and Mo do have more in common then I think…We both can't express our true emotions to those we love…' I watched Dru as he sat next to the fire sharpening his pocket knife. Sighing again, I pushed myself off the tree and walked over to Dru.
"Jen, could you set the wood next to the fire for me please?" He asked without looking up from his work. I nodded and dropped the stuff by the fire. I sat next to him on the ground and sat Indian style.
I asked him quietly, "You never told me why you joined the Midnight Stalkers, Dru." I looked over to him. He had stopped sharpening his knife and sat rigid. "Dru?" I asked with concern.
"I, um, Jen, I really don't want to talk about this." He had been avoided the subject all this last week. There was no body else in the camp and I wasn't going to let this opportunity go flying out an open window.
"But I do." He started to get up. I grabbed his hand. He turned and looked at me. I grasped. He looked very different from the Dru I knew. His light brown, shoulder length hair waved in the wind, wildly and his eyes, his beautiful brown eyes, had changed. He looked like a demon. "Dru…?"
He shook me off, "Leave me be, Jenny." I opened my mouth to say something but he had all ready stalked away. 'I guess life can never be like a book…There's never a happy ending.' I closed my mouth and stared at the fire. All my thoughts kept wondering to Dru no matter what I did to distract myself. Getting fend up with myself, I went to a tree and started skillfully punching at it. I needed some touch up on my martial arts moves and this was a good time as any to do so. I tried to clear my mind and concentrate on the task at hand. Punch, jab, block. I repeated the process a number of times then started kicking the tree with a roundhouse kick then stepping into a block. I kept this up but it didn't work. All I did was get myself sweaty. Letting out my breath, I leaned against the tree and crossed my arms. 'If only life was like a book…' I thought watching the clouds.
I took out one of my books I had stored in a small backpack. It was my strategy guide to Diablo Two. I flipped though the pages nonchalantly. A shadow cast over me blocking my light for reading. I looked up and saw Dru standing in front of me. He looked absolutely horrible. "Dru? What's wrong?" He just stood there staring off into the distance. I pushed myself off the ground and walked towards him. "Dru?" He seemed to snap back to his senses.
"Jen, I'm sorry about earlier." He mumbled out of the side of his mouth, as he stared at the ground.
"Why won't you tell me?" I asked. I reached out and touched his arm genteelly. He cringed at the touch and backed away.
"I just don't want to, okay?" He yelled at me leaving me speechless. "I just don't to want to talk about it? Do you understand that?" I backed away. I was hurt by his words. I shook my head and walked away from him.
'Life is not a book…nothing ever works the way you planned it…' Dru realized his mistake but I ran from him.
"Wait! Jen!" He yelled out after me. I just ran out of the camp into the Blood Moor. I knew it was dangerous but I didn't care. I cast 'Burst of Speed' and ran as far as I could.
I stopped finally when I reached a small patch of trees. I set up a few fire traps and climbed up the tallest tree. I grabbed one limb after another until I reached the top. I surveyed the area I was in. I saw in the distance the camp and I saw a group of rats to my left. Nothing I couldn't handle. I leaned against the trunk letting my legs dangle from the branch I was sitting on. "Why are emotions so hard to express…" I wisphered to myself. I closed my eyes. Images of home and my mother surfaced. I smiled as memories of Mo, Aly and me in after school care messing around or me and Mo playing our game boys. "If only life was like a book…neat, planned, and nothing ever going off course." My eyes snapped open as I heard one of my fire traps go off.
"Ahhh!" I heard someone yell. I swung out of my tree and onto the ground with cat like ability. I saw Dru smashing my fire trap with his foot.
"Stupid thing." He looked around and called out, "Jen! Jen listen to me please." He took a few steps and tripped over a root of a tree. "Jen, please! If you're out there, please answer me!"
"Why should I?" I growled out. I stayed behind my tree as I watched him.
"Jen, look, I'm…I'm just scared of what may happen." He stammered out trying to get up.
"Scared of what?" I wisphered but the words were caught by the wind and he heard them.
"I'm scared for you. If you know too much about this gang or about me…things can happen. It's dangerous." He said looking around trying to find were my voice had come from. "I don't want to hurt you or get you hurt."
"You all ready have hurt me, Dru." Tears were welling up in my eyes.
"Jen…I," His voice choked as he tried to hold back sobs, "I'm an idiot. Please just trust me…I'll tell you everything one day. I promise. Please try to understand…" He wisphered. He was in a pitiful state on the ground. The roots of the tree was tangled around his foot. I crept out of my hiding place and untangled the root from his foot. I stood up when I was done and gazed across the silent moor. It was dark now. The moon and stars shone brightly though.
"Perhaps, Dru. I'll try for now." I wisphered as I helped him up. I trusted him and I knew he was serious. He turned his back on me and looked towards the camp. "But why did you have to get involved?"
He sighed and answered, "I was twelve when I was accepted into the gang." He stopped for a moment and looked at the sky, "I joined because I felt the need to be accepted into something. It was foolish, I know but now I can't get out of it…That's why it's dangerous for you to know this." I grasped the situation now. "You were my only true friend even though you lived in Nebraska at the time but I felt the need to be accepted by the world…" I understand clearly now what was happening.
"Oh Dru…I'm sorry." I wisphered. I turned and faced him. He turned around the same time and I ended up running into his chest. We both said "Sorry" at the same time. I blushed too. I wasn't sure what he did because it was too dark to see.
This was the first time I really noticed how tall Dru was. I estimated at least six feet tall. I was rather short compared to him at five foot five. "I guess we should be getting back to camp." He said reaching for my hand.
"Ya, I guess so." I clasped his hand and we started walking. I heard something behind us. "Dru." I was stopped short as his hand went over my mouth.
"Shh." He led me over to a small stone wall for protection. It was crumbled in spots but offered some protection. "Rats." He muttered in my ear. I frowned. Clouds covered up the moon and it was hard to see. Dru moved away from me and I looked around for him.
"Dru!? Where are you?" I hissed out as quietly as I could. I heard growling from where Dru was supposed to be. "Dru?!"
::Don't worry.:: I heard in my head.
"What the heck? Did I just happen to drop into a Herald of Valdemar book with Vanyel?" I wisphered.
::Hardly. It's just me…as a werewolf.:: Dru said in my head.
"Umm…okay…" I heard him chuckle in my head. I heard him howl to my left. "Dru…this is turning into one of my books…"
::The shape shifting or the falling in love?:: I blushed.
"Umm…both." He chuckled.
::DIE!!:: He yelled in my mind as he sliced and diced the pack of rats. ::Hehe, that was easy.::
"Ya that's nice." I sat behind the rock straining to see when I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Eek! What the heck?"
"Hehe."
"DRU!" I screamed turning around sharply.
"Oof!" I hit Dru in the stomach and knocked him over. I fell too, right on top of him. "Hmm…Interesting situation we seem to have gotten ourselves into."
"Umm…Yeah." I got up. "Let's go why don't we?"
"Sure. Come on." He grabbed my hand and started walking with me trying to catch up. Without any further interruptions we finally made it to the camp. "I'm tired how about you?"
"Uh-huh." I mumbled as I stumbled over to my sleeping pad. I feel down on top of it and was asleep in a matter of seconds. If I was still awake, I would have noticed Dru smiling as he threw a blanket over me to keep me warm during the night but I was, of course, in lala land.
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"Wake up sleepy head." I heard Dru whisper in my ear.
"Drop dead…" I mumbled pulling the blanket over my head.
"Sorry, can't do that." He yanked my blanket off me. I mourned. "Come on. I just sent my raven and we got to get ready to meet up with the others. It's only six AM."
"Fine, fine. I'm getting up." I stood up and stretched. He patted my head and disappeared to retrieve my armor and weapons that he taken to get fixed the night before. "How long until they get here?" I looked around, shrugged and fell back asleep.
"JEN!" I heard a voice squeal. I mumbled something and rolled over. Mo ran over to me. "JEN!! HEY WAKE UP!" She yelled in my ear. I sat bolt right up.
"I'm up. I'm up. Where's the fire?"
"Hehe." She gave me a hug "Come on! Let's go. We're gonna leave without you."
"What?" I mumbled rubbing my eyes. I let Mo help me up and lead me towards the town portal. "Whoa, hold on there. Where am I going? What time is it?"
"Why to the Dark Frost and it's noon." Said Mo smiling a little too much for my own confront. As we reached the portal, I saw the gang waiting there impatiently for Mo and me.
"Uhh…okay, I think." She dragged me into the portal. "I didn't even have breakfast or lunch yet…" I groaned.
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The comrades finally reunite and get ready to save Cain. It seems that love is in the air with Dru and Jen. Life isn't like book unfortunately. Will Dru and Jen's love blossom into a beautiful flower? Or will it be trampled by winter's icy feet? Only time will tell in this dramatic tale of love.
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Note: Yeah! I'm done! This was fun to write. ^_~ I love playing with emotions. Give me something to do for fun. Hope Everyone likes this chapter and sorry about the time jump but it was needed unless this would be five thousand pages long before I got to act two. So, see you later! Byebyez!
PS: I think I'm cracking up….
PSS: Oops almost forgot next to tell the story is…Daniel Ale.
By Hdogg
Told by Jenny Ramo
Sorrows of the Heart
Note: **sniff** It's so sad…Poor Jenny. **sniff** Well, I can't leave you hanging for a while. Time to write…
Another Note: I got an idea from a person that reviewed my D2 story and I will take her/his advice and skip a few quests because this story is going to take a long, long time to complete. It should be done by next year around Christmas or so. Sigh…My poor friends **sniff** Guess I gotta write this.
Disclaimer: Ya all know what I own and do not own.
Onward To Victory!
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"ONWARD TO VICTORY! DIE YOU FIENDS!" I heard Dru yell over the sounds of the battle. I swiftly turned around taking off a zombies head in the process. He charged straight into the zombies attacking valiantly.
'I have to get to him.' I thought franticly in my mind. Bringing down my katar, I sliced the gut of a rotting corpse. It's intestines fell out. I shrank back for a moment then remembered what Dru was going though. "Hang in there, Dru!" I yelled over the sounds of the battle. I fought my way though what was left of the army of zombies. Tripping over the dead of the walking dead, I fell into the dirt. My head landed on a dead zombie. Trying to not lose my lunch, I quickly got to me feet and raced over to Dru.
I stumbled a few times before I actually reached him. He had hit his face on a jagged rock. "Dru…" I said quietly tears welling up in my eyes. Dan and Larry stumbled over. Aly and Mo were supporting a battered Stuart. The skeletons and summoned animals were gone. Dan knelt down next to Dru and genteelly turned him over.
He was a sight. Dru's head was a mass of blood and his clothes were all bloody too. I also knelt down next to Dru on the opposite side of Dan. I was on the verge of tears. It started raining. Slow, fat drops of water fell on all of us. It was as if the sky decided to cry too. "Dru…" I whispered. I ran my hand along his face. His eyes fluttered open for a moment and looked at me and Dan then closed again.
I never was one who expressed feelings very well. 'Dru, please stay with me. Please don't die.'
Even though I only knew Dru as a person for five days, I've known him for well over five years from the Internet. He was always there to listen to my problems and help me with all my moving. I never knew he was in a gang until today but I wondered at times when he would leave at ten after talking to me. He was like my older brother but after the past year, our relationship with each other started to change to something different.
'Dru, please don't leave me. I have so much I still need to tell you…' I looked up to Dan. Thunder rumbled off in the distance. "Dan, can you help him?"
"I…I don't know…" He muttered. His healing aura was surrounding all of else at the moment. "We shouldn't move him from here…He could injure him more…without meaning too…" He seemed troubled with this.
The rain was coming down harder, cleaning the blood off Dru's face. I clutched his hand hoping to help him in some way. Aly and Mo had taken Stu to Akara and had returned to help me and Dan. I wasn't sure where Larry was and I didn't care. All that mattered to me was Dru at the moment. My short, black hair was plastered to my head now and clothes clung to my body because of the rain
"Jen…Are you okay?" Asked Mo kneeling down next to me, putting her hand on my shoulder. Tears slowly rolled down my face as I sat helplessly. There was nothing I could do to help Dru. I felt as if I had failed him. I shook my head. Mo turned to Dan and asked him, "Dan…?" He shook his head sadly. There was nothing he could do. I knew my friends were trying to comfort me, in some way or other.
I felt a sudden warmth though my body. Kind of like I just got into a nice, warm bath. I looked at my hands and to me surprise they were glowing! "What the…" I heard Mo mutter. The wind picked up considerably.
A small but auditable voice wisphered on the wind, "Receive the gift of healing, noble assassin. Save the one you love…" The voice died as the wind stopped for a moment but picked up again. I was puzzled but I placed my hands on Dru's chest. The warmth in my hands flowed out of me and into Dru.
I didn't realize that I went into a trance until I woke up in Akara's tent. "Wha…? Where am I?" I sat up slowly and looked around. It was still raining outside. The rain making a steady droning sound. I saw shelves of jars, books, and scrolls. Then I noticed Dru lying to my right. Stuart was sitting up also.
"Uhh…I feel horrible…" He grumbled lying back down. I heard him snoring after a moment or two. I pushed myself off my cot and stumbled over to Dru.
"Dru…" I wisphered shaking him genteelly. He mourned. "Dru! Your all right!" I cried out and hugging him.
"OWE!" He yelped, opening his eyes. "Jen?" I loosened my grip on him and nodded. He smiled and wisphered softly, "How you feeling?"
"Happy and sore." I mumbled resting my head on his shoulder. I was still kneeling on the ground too. The position I was in was a bit annoying but I didn't care. I heard voices beyond the curtain separating the patients from the guests.
"How they doing, Miss Akara?" Asked Dan in his all ready deep voice.
"The necromancer should be ready to go in a matter for an hour and that goes for the same as the assassin but the druid needs time." Replied the old woman. Her voice was strained from healing the three patients.
"Hmm…Perhaps Jen and Dru should stay here until Dru is healed properly then we could send a town portal to pick them up and refresh our supplies." Daniel stopped for a moment then continued, "He could send us a raven so we know their ready."
"Shall I get the necromancer then?" Asked Akara.
"Yes please." Dan replied. I hurried footsteps coming quickly. Not wanting to be
caught as I was, I jumped up which caused me to sway some and got back into my bed and closed my eyes quickly. Just as I closed my eyes, Akara arrived and woke up Stu. After Stu grumbled some and they both left silently.
"What happened?" Asked Dru. I opened my eyes and crept out of my cot again. I sat next to his cot and leaned against it. "You know after I got hit and stuff. All I can remember is darkness and you…"
"Uhh…" I racked my brain for the right words to say to him. His large hand found its way to my hair and was playing with it. "I can't really explain it…I'm not that good with words…"
He sighed, "Then I'll try to explain what happened to me. I remembered blacking out and hearing you call my name then…then it got weird. At first, I was floating above my body watching you and the others. You and Dan sat there helpless then Mo came up and knelt next to you. Then it really got weird. I heard footsteps walking up to you and the wind started to pick up. A…spirit, I guess you could say, came to you and wisphered, 'Receive the gift of healing, noble assassin. Save the one you love…' Then everything went black again…" He stopped for a moment then continued, "I…I woke up and I saw you. You were in trance I think. You swayed but Mo caught you before you hit you the ground. That's when I noticed how much pain I was in…My most serious wounds were healed but everything else still hurt like heck." I sat there listening to him. I remember the wind and the warmth in my hands.
'How…how did I get this…power? It's so strange…' I thought staring at my hands. They weren't glowing anymore but I could still feel the power in them. I curled up on the ground. Bringing my knees to my chin as I tried to sort out these things swarming in my head.
"Jen?" A brown head looked in at the entrance of the small hospital.
I smiled, "Hey Mo. What's up?" Mo walked in kind of nervously.
"Umm…Well, I'm just here to tell ya that we're leaving. We're taking the way point to the cold plains and are gonna try to get to the stony field before night. It's early in the afternoon so umm…I guess we'll see you later…" She muttered. I could tell something was wrong but I knew she wouldn't talk about it. She had a tendency to keep most of her true emotions bottled up inside her.
"See you later, Mo. Come back in one piece please." I said to her. I saw a mischievous gleam in her eye.
"Just me or the whole gang?"
I shook my head and tried to keep from laughing, "You little twit. You better bring everyone back in one piece."
"And if I don't?" She retorted.
"Hmm…Would like to meet my katar or my fist? I could kick you too." I answered smiling wickedly.
She pouted, "Fine, fine. I'll bring them back but I can't promise you nothing."
I chuckled and waved her off, "Get out of her you little rouge."
"No problem. See ya, you two." She dashed off to the rest of the gang.
"See ya, twit." Said Dru.
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Quick Note: Hey all! We're gonna skip some time here, if you don't care, and we're gonna fly to about a week in the future, kay? Cause I really need to get rolling on the Cain quest here. And seeing that no one objects (gets hit in the head by a frying pan by a few fans) Erm…Seeing that a few of you don't like this, I promise I won't do this frequently k? (People glare but nothing comes flying) Okay, thank you! (Sneaks slowly away to continue writing)
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One Week Later (March 11th)
It was decent day today. A bit on the nippy side but still decent. I walked around picking up some firewood for the fire Dru had started. The last week had gone by fast. Dru had healed well but he stilled had a cut on his right arm that needed to be healed.
I sighed. 'Healing…A gift that I have been granted but why?' I had stopped and leaned against a tree. 'Guess me and Mo do have more in common then I think…We both can't express our true emotions to those we love…' I watched Dru as he sat next to the fire sharpening his pocket knife. Sighing again, I pushed myself off the tree and walked over to Dru.
"Jen, could you set the wood next to the fire for me please?" He asked without looking up from his work. I nodded and dropped the stuff by the fire. I sat next to him on the ground and sat Indian style.
I asked him quietly, "You never told me why you joined the Midnight Stalkers, Dru." I looked over to him. He had stopped sharpening his knife and sat rigid. "Dru?" I asked with concern.
"I, um, Jen, I really don't want to talk about this." He had been avoided the subject all this last week. There was no body else in the camp and I wasn't going to let this opportunity go flying out an open window.
"But I do." He started to get up. I grabbed his hand. He turned and looked at me. I grasped. He looked very different from the Dru I knew. His light brown, shoulder length hair waved in the wind, wildly and his eyes, his beautiful brown eyes, had changed. He looked like a demon. "Dru…?"
He shook me off, "Leave me be, Jenny." I opened my mouth to say something but he had all ready stalked away. 'I guess life can never be like a book…There's never a happy ending.' I closed my mouth and stared at the fire. All my thoughts kept wondering to Dru no matter what I did to distract myself. Getting fend up with myself, I went to a tree and started skillfully punching at it. I needed some touch up on my martial arts moves and this was a good time as any to do so. I tried to clear my mind and concentrate on the task at hand. Punch, jab, block. I repeated the process a number of times then started kicking the tree with a roundhouse kick then stepping into a block. I kept this up but it didn't work. All I did was get myself sweaty. Letting out my breath, I leaned against the tree and crossed my arms. 'If only life was like a book…' I thought watching the clouds.
I took out one of my books I had stored in a small backpack. It was my strategy guide to Diablo Two. I flipped though the pages nonchalantly. A shadow cast over me blocking my light for reading. I looked up and saw Dru standing in front of me. He looked absolutely horrible. "Dru? What's wrong?" He just stood there staring off into the distance. I pushed myself off the ground and walked towards him. "Dru?" He seemed to snap back to his senses.
"Jen, I'm sorry about earlier." He mumbled out of the side of his mouth, as he stared at the ground.
"Why won't you tell me?" I asked. I reached out and touched his arm genteelly. He cringed at the touch and backed away.
"I just don't want to, okay?" He yelled at me leaving me speechless. "I just don't to want to talk about it? Do you understand that?" I backed away. I was hurt by his words. I shook my head and walked away from him.
'Life is not a book…nothing ever works the way you planned it…' Dru realized his mistake but I ran from him.
"Wait! Jen!" He yelled out after me. I just ran out of the camp into the Blood Moor. I knew it was dangerous but I didn't care. I cast 'Burst of Speed' and ran as far as I could.
I stopped finally when I reached a small patch of trees. I set up a few fire traps and climbed up the tallest tree. I grabbed one limb after another until I reached the top. I surveyed the area I was in. I saw in the distance the camp and I saw a group of rats to my left. Nothing I couldn't handle. I leaned against the trunk letting my legs dangle from the branch I was sitting on. "Why are emotions so hard to express…" I wisphered to myself. I closed my eyes. Images of home and my mother surfaced. I smiled as memories of Mo, Aly and me in after school care messing around or me and Mo playing our game boys. "If only life was like a book…neat, planned, and nothing ever going off course." My eyes snapped open as I heard one of my fire traps go off.
"Ahhh!" I heard someone yell. I swung out of my tree and onto the ground with cat like ability. I saw Dru smashing my fire trap with his foot.
"Stupid thing." He looked around and called out, "Jen! Jen listen to me please." He took a few steps and tripped over a root of a tree. "Jen, please! If you're out there, please answer me!"
"Why should I?" I growled out. I stayed behind my tree as I watched him.
"Jen, look, I'm…I'm just scared of what may happen." He stammered out trying to get up.
"Scared of what?" I wisphered but the words were caught by the wind and he heard them.
"I'm scared for you. If you know too much about this gang or about me…things can happen. It's dangerous." He said looking around trying to find were my voice had come from. "I don't want to hurt you or get you hurt."
"You all ready have hurt me, Dru." Tears were welling up in my eyes.
"Jen…I," His voice choked as he tried to hold back sobs, "I'm an idiot. Please just trust me…I'll tell you everything one day. I promise. Please try to understand…" He wisphered. He was in a pitiful state on the ground. The roots of the tree was tangled around his foot. I crept out of my hiding place and untangled the root from his foot. I stood up when I was done and gazed across the silent moor. It was dark now. The moon and stars shone brightly though.
"Perhaps, Dru. I'll try for now." I wisphered as I helped him up. I trusted him and I knew he was serious. He turned his back on me and looked towards the camp. "But why did you have to get involved?"
He sighed and answered, "I was twelve when I was accepted into the gang." He stopped for a moment and looked at the sky, "I joined because I felt the need to be accepted into something. It was foolish, I know but now I can't get out of it…That's why it's dangerous for you to know this." I grasped the situation now. "You were my only true friend even though you lived in Nebraska at the time but I felt the need to be accepted by the world…" I understand clearly now what was happening.
"Oh Dru…I'm sorry." I wisphered. I turned and faced him. He turned around the same time and I ended up running into his chest. We both said "Sorry" at the same time. I blushed too. I wasn't sure what he did because it was too dark to see.
This was the first time I really noticed how tall Dru was. I estimated at least six feet tall. I was rather short compared to him at five foot five. "I guess we should be getting back to camp." He said reaching for my hand.
"Ya, I guess so." I clasped his hand and we started walking. I heard something behind us. "Dru." I was stopped short as his hand went over my mouth.
"Shh." He led me over to a small stone wall for protection. It was crumbled in spots but offered some protection. "Rats." He muttered in my ear. I frowned. Clouds covered up the moon and it was hard to see. Dru moved away from me and I looked around for him.
"Dru!? Where are you?" I hissed out as quietly as I could. I heard growling from where Dru was supposed to be. "Dru?!"
::Don't worry.:: I heard in my head.
"What the heck? Did I just happen to drop into a Herald of Valdemar book with Vanyel?" I wisphered.
::Hardly. It's just me…as a werewolf.:: Dru said in my head.
"Umm…okay…" I heard him chuckle in my head. I heard him howl to my left. "Dru…this is turning into one of my books…"
::The shape shifting or the falling in love?:: I blushed.
"Umm…both." He chuckled.
::DIE!!:: He yelled in my mind as he sliced and diced the pack of rats. ::Hehe, that was easy.::
"Ya that's nice." I sat behind the rock straining to see when I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Eek! What the heck?"
"Hehe."
"DRU!" I screamed turning around sharply.
"Oof!" I hit Dru in the stomach and knocked him over. I fell too, right on top of him. "Hmm…Interesting situation we seem to have gotten ourselves into."
"Umm…Yeah." I got up. "Let's go why don't we?"
"Sure. Come on." He grabbed my hand and started walking with me trying to catch up. Without any further interruptions we finally made it to the camp. "I'm tired how about you?"
"Uh-huh." I mumbled as I stumbled over to my sleeping pad. I feel down on top of it and was asleep in a matter of seconds. If I was still awake, I would have noticed Dru smiling as he threw a blanket over me to keep me warm during the night but I was, of course, in lala land.
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"Wake up sleepy head." I heard Dru whisper in my ear.
"Drop dead…" I mumbled pulling the blanket over my head.
"Sorry, can't do that." He yanked my blanket off me. I mourned. "Come on. I just sent my raven and we got to get ready to meet up with the others. It's only six AM."
"Fine, fine. I'm getting up." I stood up and stretched. He patted my head and disappeared to retrieve my armor and weapons that he taken to get fixed the night before. "How long until they get here?" I looked around, shrugged and fell back asleep.
"JEN!" I heard a voice squeal. I mumbled something and rolled over. Mo ran over to me. "JEN!! HEY WAKE UP!" She yelled in my ear. I sat bolt right up.
"I'm up. I'm up. Where's the fire?"
"Hehe." She gave me a hug "Come on! Let's go. We're gonna leave without you."
"What?" I mumbled rubbing my eyes. I let Mo help me up and lead me towards the town portal. "Whoa, hold on there. Where am I going? What time is it?"
"Why to the Dark Frost and it's noon." Said Mo smiling a little too much for my own confront. As we reached the portal, I saw the gang waiting there impatiently for Mo and me.
"Uhh…okay, I think." She dragged me into the portal. "I didn't even have breakfast or lunch yet…" I groaned.
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The comrades finally reunite and get ready to save Cain. It seems that love is in the air with Dru and Jen. Life isn't like book unfortunately. Will Dru and Jen's love blossom into a beautiful flower? Or will it be trampled by winter's icy feet? Only time will tell in this dramatic tale of love.
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Note: Yeah! I'm done! This was fun to write. ^_~ I love playing with emotions. Give me something to do for fun. Hope Everyone likes this chapter and sorry about the time jump but it was needed unless this would be five thousand pages long before I got to act two. So, see you later! Byebyez!
PS: I think I'm cracking up….
PSS: Oops almost forgot next to tell the story is…Daniel Ale.