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Elvengirl10: And without further ado, chapter five.

Three years passed since my attempted death. Since then, my relationships with my family have been stained. Sonia still looks down upon me, and Master still treats me kindly enough, but still, I feel alone most of the time. I do, however, build on my relationship with Kishuna, who seems to look after me better than my master.

I awoke one day to my master knocking on my door. We were going somewhere it seemed. I came out fully dressed and completely confused.

"Here Ephidel," said my master, handing me a black cloak.

"Where are we going?" I asked, putting it on and noticing that my sister had one to.

"To Etruria. I have to get something there."

I mearly nodded, not wanting to sound to curious. Master nodded back and my sister mearly looked away, and went to stand closer to Nergal. Master nodded that I come closer as well and in the blink of and eye we were standing in front of a large house in an unfamilier landscape, which I took to be Etruria.

"Why are we here?" I asked, confused.

"Like I said, I need something. Now, your jobs will be to kill anyone who hinders me. Do you understand?"

I nodded, being that I could not speak. Of all the things I had done, killing someone wasn't one of them. Even though I was different, I couldn't imagine taking the life of another human being.

We entered the grounds...first Nergal, then my sister, then me. Three dark shadows in the moonlight. Suddenly, a loud racket began and I heard the word "Intruders!" being shouted. Then, a large groups of soldiers came running up to meet us, lances drawn. Nergal and Sonia took care of them without so much as a blink. How could they kill so mercilessly? Was I the only one who felt this way?

I soon noticed that my master had gone ahead. I moved slowly down the walkway, walking around the dead bodies, most of them young men.

"Mother earth and Father sky," I prayed as I walked.

One of the soldiers had evaded the attack and began to run toward me. I stared in horror and realised that he was coming to kill me. It was at that moment that my body moved on its own. I drew out my spell tome and cast the Dark Elfire spell. I watched as the man burst into flames and collasped screaming. I collasped as well and stared dumbfounded at the man I had just killed. He was young. Couldn't have been older than twenty-five. And now he was dead, by my hand. I sobbed, realising what I had just done. My body trembled and I felt sick. I made my way over to a nearby flower bed and vomited. Even after that, I still felt weak. I heard screams coming from the house but I didn't care. My head reeled. I had just killed a man.

After a few moments, I noticed someone standing over me. I looked up. It was a warrior, starring down at me.

"Did you kill these men?" he asked.

"No. I only killed one," I replied, evenly as I could.

"It's the first time you've ever taken life, isn't it?"

I mearly nodded.

"I see. I reacted a similar way. It's never a pleasent feeling. But I tend to look at it this way: When you enter a fight like that, someone's always gonna lose. It's a matter of willpower, and the person with the stronger will to live wins. In that case, it was you."

"I...think...I understand."

"That's good. It's to bad a gentle soul like yours is being forced into this."

"What?" I was confused. A gentle soul?
"Something tells me that you don't like to kill, and never will. You don't like hurting others either. You just prefer to be left alone."

"Oh...how do you know so much?"

"It's a long story," The warrior smiled. "You should wait here for your companions. Don't strain yourself."

"Alright," I said. The Warrior got up and began to walk away.

"Wait...Can I at least know your name?"

"It's Brendan. Brendan Reed. And you are?"

"Ephidel. My name is Ephidel," I smiled, weakly. He smiled back.

"Take care Ephidel."

"You too, Brendan." I watched as the warrior walked away into the darkness. My heart was somewhat lightened after I talked to him. I looked over at the body of the man I had just killed. I understood now. His soul did not resent me. I sighed and waited. The night was cold. I shivered and drew my cloak around me. Then, I saw someone approach me. It was a young boy dressed in nothing but rags. He carried with him a knife, which was reflected in the ice cold gaze of his eyes. He stopped in front of me and stared. I stared back, my gold eyes meeting his black ones. For a moment, time truly stood still as I gazed into the eyes of one who has faced and dealed death. But this boy was so young.

Before I knew it, the boy had collasped in front of me. I was seized with panic and forgot all about my current predicament. I immediatly began to check the boy over. He had a pulse and was breathing normally. I guessed that he had collasped with hunger. I looked away to find some water, only to be staring at the tip of the killing edge. The boy could barely stand.

"I'm not going to hurt you. You can out your weapon down," I stated as calmly as I could, raising my hand, showing I held no weapon. The boy remained where he was.

"I'm serious. I just want to help you. You've very weak." The boy still did not move. I backed up and, albiet weakly and clumsily, stood up, resting heavily on a broken spear. The boy simply stared, putting his weapon down. I breathed a sigh of relief and offered what meager rations I had, a small waterskin. The boy grabbed it and drank it greedily. I, feeling lightheaded,sat down again, drawing deep breaths. When I finally came back to earth, I noticed a vulnery in front of me. I looked at the boy.

"It's alright, I'm not hurt." The boy just looked at me, a quizical expression in those ice-like eyes. "So," I began, "Do you have a name?"

"Jaffar."

"I'm Ephidel. Do you have any family?"

"No."

"So, you're alone?"

"Yes. Are you?"

I went silent, thinking for a proper answer.

"Yes," I finally replied, "I suppose I am. You can stay with me if you want."

"Alright. You aren't really alone, are you?"

"No. I have...a small family...a sister and a father. But I'm alone within it."

The boy nodded, as did I. I smiled. I finally found someone who understood me. And that was comferting indeed.

Elvengirl10: Sorry it's short...I'll try to have the next one up sooner, promise. I hope you all liked it and I'm sorry for any mistakes, I was typing this at nine o'clock pm, so I was kinda tired. Please Read and Review, but no flames this time.