Hey Ya'll! Thanks for all of the great reviews! That really gave me the urge to begin to update! I'm kinda busy these days so . . . yeah, don't expect anything good. I'll try my best though! Well, in this chapter we're going to have to fast-forward a couple of years . . . ten years infact. Sorry if that sucks!

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Chapter 3:

I couldn't believe how fast ten years had passed. It seemed as though it were only one day to me. I think that it's because I'm human that it moved so fast. I guess my life was uneventful. Ha! How many guys that are 15 think about their childhood, first thing in the morning? Guess I'm just weird like that.

I groaned as something, or SOMEONE, was persistently poking me. I dove deeper into my blankets. I may be thinking a lot, but I wasn't ready to get up from bed.

"Come on Zeig! Wake up before Lenus comes back."

Figures. Lloyd was being a pain. Why was he bothering me. He should just stop poking and hope I don't whip his sorry but. Gez, is he going to stop poking or what?

"You have until the count of three, I'm warning you, she's coming back."

What was so bad about Lenus coming? Wait . . . Lenus coming? She doesn't come to our house . . .

"I warned you!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! COOOOOOOLLLLLLLDDDDDDD! LENUSSSS! I'm GOING TO KILL YOU!"

"Glad to so someone is bright-eyed and bushy-tailed this morning." Lenus said smirking, holding an empty bucket in her hands, "I'm glad you didn't wake up. Pouring water on you is fun."

I glared at her, and glared even more at Lloyd who was rolling on the floor with laughter while I was standing here cold, wet, and miserable. Lloyd gradually controlled his laughter and turned serious.

"Zeig, get dressed, me and Lenus are taking you somewhere."

I blinked in bewilderment, it was then I noticed that they weren't dressed in their usual outfits. Instead of Lloyd's usual baggy black clothes, he was wearing surprisingly tight clothes. He was wearing a shirt with a strange design, like two outlines of birds colliding together at their beaks. His hands were gloved, and his pants were tucked into his boots.

My gaze shifted to Lenus. She was wearing something different too . . . she was wearing a black leotard, that personally showed too much and was too tight. I supposed that she was wearing it to catch Lloyd's eye, she had developed a painfully obvious crush on Lloyd in the past year.

I nodded. I headed toward the bathroom to get dressed. I donned a red body armor and black pants. I wasn't very concerned with my appearance. My blonde hair seemed to stop growing when I turned fifteen a couple of months back, and stayed long, yet short. I strapped a sword around my waist, I always kept one around me, it seemed more natural.

I exited the bathroom to see a strange sight. Aurora, my wingly mother, was searching my room as though looking for someone. Lloyd looked as though he were about to burst into laughter again. In fact, his face was getting red from the effort of keeping it stowed away. He caught my gaze and pointed up.

I looked and I just burst out laughing, causing Lloyd to erupt as well. In the dome lighting my room, there was an outline of a certain wingly named Lenus. Aurora, didn't like her 'good boys' hanging out with Lenus, but we continued hanging out with her.

"Are you looking for something, dearest mother?"

Aurora turned to me. It still surprised me how young her face still looked, even though ten years had passed. My mother still looked so beautiful. She smiled.

"I thought I heard that girl . . . but no, my boys are far too good to hang out with her." She said, not noticing Lloyd rolling on the floor with silent laughter, and when she turned Lloyd looked as if he had just had a heart attack. "Are you leaving?"

Lloyd's face became solemn as he nodded. Aurora eyes teared up, she looked sadly from Lloyd and me and walked over to Lloyd. She handed him her pendant. "Take it with you, to keep you and your brother safe." Lloyd, surprisingly, put the pendant on, he wasn't one to wear jewelry . . . but, "Zeig."

Aurora wrapped her arms around me and I put one arm around her waist. I was still oblivious to what was going on. I was so hard headed. "You will always be my son, good luck." She left the room.

Lenus jumped down from the dome. "That woman is going to be the end of me."

Lloyd snickered, as did I, she glared.

"Now will someone please tell me what is going on?" I asked skeptically.

Lloyd and Lenus stopped glaring at each other and stared at me. Lenus spoke, "Zeig, slave drives are coming to Aglis." My blood ran cold, and my grip went unconsciously to the hilt of my sword, "Savan has tried to keep them away, but even he cannot stop them."

I nodded in understanding, they had to get me out of here and fast. So without further words the trio went to the green transporters and began their journey out of the city. I didn't want to go, I had too many memories here. I loved . . . well maybe not loved the city . . . but I loved my family and friends. They were all I had . . . and I was going to lose them.

"Earth to the retarded blonde!" Lenus shouted

I snapped and looked at my friends. We had gone through some pretty rough times together, for better and for worse. I was going to miss them, "Well, I guess this is sayonara."

Lloyd raised his eyebrows, "Gez, you really retarded!"

"EH!"

Lloyd shook his head, "You are our friend! We have been through too much. We have probably terrorized this town from the moon to the sun . . . that made no sense . . ."

THWAK!

Lenus had hit me on the head, her eyes full of fury, "Zeig Feld! If you think for one second I'm gonna leave you alone, think again. I had no friends before you and Lloyd came along and I'm not going to see my friend take a risk of being a slave. Whether you like it or not, we are coming!"

I looked at my friends. They seemed serious . . . heck, they were serious. It was a good thing that my eyes were dry or else I might have broken down into tears. Then Lloyd would start calling me a sissy . . . what a good friend he was . . .

"Here's the plan." Lloyd said as we walked out of the wingly region, "Me and Lenus," a pained expression, "Are married. You are our wedding gift from Charle Frahma . . . yes, Savan convinced Charle to give us this lovely piece of paper, that says that you are ours."

Lenus clung to Lloyd's arm, "Should we work on our love?"

I gaped, "For Soa's sake we are only fifteen woman . . . wingly woman? What the heck should I address you as?"

Lenus shrugged. She knew about as much of slave as I did. Suddenly, a thought hit me, "Hey, why aren't we flying?"

Lloyd gave me a look, "I'm not carrying you. Besides, how would it look if a wingly were carrying his slave?"

I nodded, and pretty soon, we were at Rouge. Lloyd and Lenus were at a bar somewhere, I decided to take a jog on the beach. I had a lot to think about. Something deep inside of me was eating at me alive, as though daring me to destroy. Whenever I began to close my eyes I could only see . . . fire.

"Please . . ."

I stopped and looked around, my hand on the hilt of my sword. There was no one in sight. That was weird . . . I did hear a voice . . . right?

"Down here . . ."

My gaze shifted downward. I gaped. There was so much blood . . . it was glowing blue blood. I jumped down to get a better look at the body. The woman was quite beautiful. She had abnormally glistening blue hair that cascaded down her back. Her face, though dirty, was quite exquisite. She had strange markings on her face, blue markings that made a unique design on her face, almost like a mask.

It didn't take long to discover why this woman looked so strange as my gaze traveled down, she had a mermaid fin. Why was a mermaid on shore, and bleeding so badly, asking for human help? Savan had said that mermaids hated humans, but trusted winglys. Why was this woman-

Her gaze looked pleadingly at me, "Please, save my daughter . . . she has half of your heritage."

"How did you get into this condition . . . can I help you?"

The woman flashed me a weak smile, "I knew I could . . . trust you. You are . . . special. You . . . cannot help me. Can you . . . save my daughter."

She shifted so that I could see a small child. The child had the same facial markings as her mother, but her hair was teal. Another thing was . . . she had legs . . . no fins. " . . .please save her . . ."

I nodded and silently took the child from her.

"Thank . . . you. She has . . . lived three winters . . . she understands my death. Tell her I love her . . . and love her as your own."

Three winters? Must mean three years . . . she looked about that age. "What is her name?"

"Damia." The mermaids eyes glazed to an empty glass color. I knew she was dead. Her body slowly deteriorated into water and she became one with the sea . . . as every mermaid would someday wish to become.

I held the young girl in my arms . . . feeling a strange connection between us. It hit me then. I was dreaming of fire . . . she was dreaming of water. Why were we dreaming of elements. Shrugging the matter off, I started for the bar where Lloyd and Lenus were, eager for advice.

Well, didja like it! Was it good? Is it a stinker? Comon! Tell me! R&R! sorry for rushing ahead 10 years.