Time to fill in some of the back-story.

Chapter 3

Doran slowly opened his eyes, and rolled on his side to look at Katara. She had been shaking him vigorously.

"Doran, can I ask you something?" she asked quietly.

Doran looked up at the sky, and saw that it was still dark, and the moon was directly above his head. He stretched and sat up. "Sure, what is it?"

"How can I tell the difference between you and your evil twin, and how can I be sure that you aren't him right now?"

"I'm going to let you in on a little secret," he said grabbing his sword and lifting it to reveal the hilt. Her jaw dropped. It was a brilliant golden hilt, the bottom of it was teardrop shaped, and curved inward to create a depression in it. In that depression there was a teardrop shaped sapphire. " You see that gem no doubt. It, when just in the ground is perfectly clear. It has no color what so ever. When a miner finds it, he is required not to touch it, and has to use a special clamp to remove it and continue mining. These gems were found on a planet far from this one, and when it was first discovered, three people died. At first none knew why. The scientists put it under lock and key. Then the miner came along and took it away from them. Normally this would have been prosecuted by law, but when he didn't die, it proved what the scientists couldn't in any laboratory. The gem formed a bond with the first person to touch it with bare skin. It would shock any person who didn't have permission to touch it."

At this Katara finally interrupted, " Why didn't it kill Sokka then?"

"I didn't will it to do so, but remember, I warned him that if he didn't give it back he wouldn't like how I took it. And he wasn't holding the sword by the hilt, just the sheath."

"Oh, so you were not going to use one of your unique abilities?"

"No, but now let me finish the story. The gem would then take on a color that would look either blue or red. Sapphire is the color it takes on if you become exiled from your dimension, and if you have good intentions. If you are lying, and you have normally been a good person, it will turn gray until you reveal the truth to the person you lied to. Watch. I am my evil twin."

The sapphire turned pink. Katara giggled.

"Well," he said his face turning slightly red, "I should have expected that. It also forms bonds with those whom its master is constantly around, and turns pink when they know you are lying. But it turns silver if you are trying to be convincing." The stone turned gray. "Ah, there we go, that was a lie, silver is what color it is when it first gets given to it's master, and doesn't have the knowledge to turn sapphire, or ruby." At that, it turned back to sapphire.

"So what does your twin's gem look like?" she asked with interest clearly printed on her face.

"Since he's killed recently, it will be blood red. But if I were to kill in cold blood, mine would turn silver, since it has to reassess whether I am good or evil. And if I kill to defend someone else, it would become white, with a strange silverish glow around it, representing ultimate good. But do something bad, and it goes away, back to sapphire. The blood red affect goes away over time, and if it gets doused in water."

"That half way answers your question, but you probably won't get a chance to look at the hilt of the sword until you are inches from death. To know for sure, watch the way he carries himself, I was trained by a group of people in a previous universe, known as the Kishie, they had made their own unique fighting system. They believe that the only way to see how two people felt about each other is in the way they spared. As a side effect of the training, they all carry themselves differently than a normal human. You'll be able to tell the difference in our stances when you see us together."

"One more thing though, I'd just like to know how old are you?" she asked.

He sighed deeply, "How old do I look?"

"I'd say about fifteen."

"Well, then the jumps have been better to me than I thought they would. I've been in exile since I was fifteen, but due to the time gaps, I don't age like I would had I not been exiled. Technically I am fifteen, but I have been exiled for 1095 days. I would have been eighteen tomorrow. Why do you ask?"

She blushed and looked away, "I think I'm growing attached to you in a way I don't think I could get attached to anyone else."

"If I can ever kill Doran, I would welcome that kind of a relationship, but until then, you and I will have to hold back our feelings for each other."

She quickly kissed his cheek. "I'll wait, but I won't hold them all back," she said winking and walking back to her side of the basket, "good night."

He blushed slightly and rolled back onto his back, and started to dream about his future.

Sorry it's so short, if there's anything you want answered, just tell me, and I'll make a future back-story about every three chapters. And I'd like to see a few reviews on this one. I forgot to ask for them in the previous chapter, but I'd also like to see your comments on those.

Kishie pronounce how it's spelt.