***Authors Note: Ok so yeah... I added to this chapter. Someone sent me a review and was like all "Hey, this chapter isn't as long as the others" and I was all like "Ya know, you're right." So I read through it and was like "Wait that's a pretty crappy way of ending it." But yeah... The way I ended it now is probably even crappier. Sorry!

SO THEN ANYONE WHO HAS READ THIS... READ IT AGAIN IT HAS SOME MORE ADDED TO IT!

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Serenity inhaled the smell of sweet leather into her tiny nostrils as a deep thump thump vibrated her being. She shivered, but did not open her eyes. There was no need for as soon as she had felt the cold touch her bare skin a great arm wrapped around her body and warmed her instantly.

This was how it was supposed to be. Her and Kunzim...Months before hand Kunzim's strong arms had wrapped around her. He had promised her everything, but that had been before the hunting party... before the attack. Now her love for him had changed as his perception of her had altered to a child lost in dark forest. But something was different. This embrace was different... something... it was the smell. Kunzim smelled of leather, of horses, and of the lake. What she smelled right now was not quite the same. What was it? There was no lake. Instead she smelled roses? Roses? It couldn't be roses. Roses didn't grow in the mild climate of Mahal...

Thump thump... She felt it again... that deep pounding she had felt before. This time it wasn't inside her. Thump thump... thump thump... over and over... then it stopped. "We'll stop here for the night" A great voice echoed... She felt it too... She felt the words vibrate from the person that had said them, but they weren't Kunzim's words... Her eyes shot open as she pushed the body that she had been laying against from her own. However his strength had overpowered her own, sending her from the great horse she had been sitting on.

His strong hands caught hold of her wrist before she fell to the earth and pulled her back up. The demon smiled down at her with an insanely gorgeous smile as he sat her gently back onto the horse. "If you fidget you'll fall." His voice was filled with strength and she hated it. Hated that it sent shivers down her spine. It disgusted her.

"Let go of me you... you demon!" She pushed him again, but this time he was ready. He grabbed her wrists and pulled her close enough so that she could feel his warm breath on her trembling lips. Shivers shot down her spine yet again.

"If you fidget... you will fall. I promise you that... And if you fall... You will have to be tied so that you will not fidget. Understand?" His voice was so firm... so confident. She hated that too.

Endymion received a nod from the little siren which satisfied him for the time being. He looked to the men who had already dismounted then to Jedine who stood with a smirk on his face. The Sunsire Diolon ignored the gesture for the time being and proceeded to his next order. "Nephile," He ordered his man into action. "Take this woman and make sure she doesn't escape. She may be our only weapon against the Mahal the next time we attack."

"Yes, Sunsire..." Nephile took the Diolan roughly into his arms and half dragged her to her living quarters for the night. She struggled against his tight and painful grip and let out a whimper when his grip became firmer. "Stay still!" She struggled again and this time almost got away before his hands caught her for the second time, this time taking a brief hold of her breast. She screamed at the hard touch.

Endymion had not scene the contact and had only taken the act as an attempt to escape. He dismounted from his horse and took her by the arm forcing her to the ground and held her there. "You were fidgeting, Siren. I warned you about what would happen if you fidget. You have fallen..." He looked up to Nephile, "Tie her so that she can't try to escape again." His man nodded then grabbed for Serenity this time holding her so tight that she had no chance of getting away.

The blond Jedine walked up to the Endymion. His smirk had disappeared, but he was not frowning. "You're being a little rough with the girl... Maybe it would be a good idea to treat her a little more kindly... She is a female, after all." He smiled and took hold of his friend's shoulder. "A very pretty female... But you had already noticed that...?"

Endymion looked to the horizon where the warmth of the sun was finally taking it's last stand for the day. He sighed and turned to face Jedine as he made the accusation. "My friend, You don't know what you're saying... I have noticed nothing of the sort..." He turned back to the horizon as another chilling wind rushed through the slow moving camp site. "I suggest you take your obsession with my love life elsewhere for I have none."

Jedine's eyebrow lifted at his Diolon's last statement. "And what of Reisha, Endymion? Does she mean so little to you? You bed her almost every night when you are in the safe walls of Totark and yet you can say that you do not love her?" His voice was calm and collected. He was not angry, but he was curious. The Diolan of Totark was a young beautiful thing and how a handsome man such as Endymion could not fall in love with one hot glance from her ember eyes was beyond him.

The Sunsire Diolon smirked at the thought of loving the wild child that the entire village cherished. She was a child and nothing more to Endymion. "Jedine... I do love Rei. I love her as my cousin and nothing more. She is a child to me. I don't know how else to explain it." He paused as the last flicker of sunshine left the sky. He then took a few steps forward and grabbed for the reins of his black beast. "I'm leaving you in command until I return. Jedine, I'm counting on you..."

The blond haired soldier tried to object but was not heard as the man before him mounted his horse again and rode off. In charge of the whole camp while the Diolon was gone? He would have to keep the camp under control...?

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Silence was finally his as he rode through the lightly iced over greens that grew throughout the forests of Mahal. Endymion never really had time to go off and think by himself. His life had always consisted of the well-being of Totark. His father had died when Endymion had been quite young and ever since the dreaded day that his father had died in his royal bed Endymion had not had a moment's rest.

The Diolon had been 18 when it happened and only six years since he had been proclaimed ruler of Totark. But still, even after being a beloved man in his village and a leader to defeat all others he didn't feel whole. Part of him was missing and he was sure the nightmares he had been having for months would answer something. He was so pained by them. The woman he had never met left a larger and darker hole in his heart when ever her saw her disintegrate in front of his very eyes. What did it mean? Oh Totar, what are you trying to say?

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Serenity winced at the rough itchy ropes that were tied tightly around her ankles and wrists. She felt sick and wanted to go home. This man, the demon had called Nephile, had been so rough that she could see bruises on her arms and the aching handprint on her breast. She was so tired yet she would not let herself fall into the same slumber she had been in before.

Minutes had passed where there was complete silence. Serenity sat tied to a pole in the middle of the empty lodge as she listened for the cricket's evening song. She felt the chill of the Mahal night and shivered as goose bumps formed on her body. Her breath stopped as she felt a warmer hand on her bare shoulder where her robe had torn. The Diolan jolted and struggled to see who was there but had no luck. The man's hand did not move, but she soon felt the fingers of the other make their way to her other shoulder where there was still a strap of white cloth, the only piece that was keeping the robe on her body. He slid the robe from her shoulder as she began to struggle again.

No! This couldn't be happening! She jerked and tried to strike at him but her ropes were too tight and left her helpless. The Totark were the monsters she had been told about! The top of her dress slid down her shoulder revealing her right breast. She screamed as a the hand that had removed her clothing cupped his hand over her mouth. "Now, you don't want to go and do that, You Mahal Whore!" The man had revealed himself as he jumped in front of her and stared strait into her lake blue eyes.

Nephile smirked as she struggled with all her might. "That won't do you any good." He laughed slightly as he looked down at her ivory skin and the smooth breast that had been revealed. "You really are beautiful..." His breath could be felt on her neck as he bent down on his two knees and moved to kiss her neck.

Foot steps were heard as the ripple of fire light showed through the cloth that had been used for the lodge. Nephile quickly stood up and released Serenity, making sure to cover her with her own clothing. He glared at her and whispered over the voices of those who were approaching. "You tell anyone and I promise you; you won't see the next sun!" He put both hands behind his back and straitened as the Demon himself opened the cloth door and looked at his man, Nephile, then the Mahal Diolan .

Serenity shivered under the man's gaze. She was so frightened at this point. What was she going to do? Tears streamed from her eyes as the dark haired man addressed the other male in the tent.

"You are relieved of duty, Nephile. Go get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us." The Diolon's eyes did not waiver from the Diolan as he directed his man to leave.

Nephile did as he was told and exited. He left quite quickly not wanting to be found out. Endymion had told his him and all of his soldiers before the attack that not one woman be touched. But he would go against his Sunsire's orders. He would have the savage.

The Sunsire Diolon kneeled before his hostage. Jedine had been right she was beautiful. A flash of his dream appeared before his eyes before it was quickly wiped away by Endymion's better judgment. The woman was a savage. She was something that had to be cleared away unless she agreed to come peacefully to the Totark. Even then she might have been shunned by society.

Serenity's tears suddenly stopped as she looked into his dark midnight blue eyes. Anger welled inside as the memories of the night before flashed before her very eyes. He had ordered her village to be attacked. He had killed many members of her tribe. He had killed her friends. She sat perfectly still glaring at him.

Endymion smirked at her sudden change of pace. The woman was a spirited little siren, she would get that from him. His eyes floated down her body as he felt his loins tighten. Her white skin was soft and the curve of her body made him want her like the sun wanted the moon. But no sooner did he see the perfection of her body did he see the bruises on her arms. "What happened to you?" He asked as his voice boomed with superiority.

The Diolan did not answer as she looked down her arms and then the top of her full bosom. Her skin was full of black and blue bruises and her legs were scratched with little red lines. She then looked back up to the Demon before her defying him by keeping herself silent.

The Sunsire growled at the woman before him as she took a long knife from his belt and moved closer to her. Serenity struggled and almost screamed as he approached with the large sharp weapon in his hand. She closed her eyes as he took the knife and cut through the tight ropes around her legs and wrists. When she felt herself freed she opened her eyes and looked at her wrists then the man before her.

"Now then, what happened?" He backed up a few feet as he watched her reaction to the sudden freedom. The woman looked much better this way. "I know you speak and I expect an answer."

Serenity lunged at him with all her might. She might have been small compared to his large form, but she still had the power to knock him from his feet. She pounded her fists at his chest and kicked him with all her might.

Endymion was suddenly surprised by the attack and found himself rolling around on the already matted grass. She hit and kicked him, landing a few good swipes, but her strength was nothing compared to his. Finally after a few moments of her frequent attacks he manages to roll her over onto her back so that he was the one on top. She struggled, pounding her fists against him a few more times until he took both of her hands in his, keeping her still. Her body wriggled under his, which only made his body go farther into lust for the vixen. "Don't move anymore, if you know what's good for you."

Serenity suddenly stopped. "If I know what's good for me?" She asked as he peered into her lake blue eyes.

"Yes..." He smirked at her innocence as she had not yet figured out what the bulge that had been pressed against her own groin was yet. "Now then... May I have my answer, please?"

Serenity's insides twisted as something pressed against the area between her legs. What was that? She needed to get him off of her. "I fidgeted and I fell."

Endymion smiled at her words as he reluctantly lifted his body off of her's. His mind screamed for the distance between them but his body said something completely different. He stood and dusted his black clothing off as she did the same. "I will allow you to be free from those ropes if you promise to not try and do that again." He pointed to the ground where they had been before. "Guards will be posted around this hut for the entire night. Don't try and escape or I'll have Nephile come back and tie you up again." He moved backwards as he made his way to exit. His eyes brushed over her lovely body that was only covered by a torn piece of white linen. He needed her out of his sight... his body was still yearning for the white haired woman.

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Endymion walked through the small paths that had been made by the soldiers. All around him were men that had settled into their beds for the night and others who spoke of their families and the battle of the night before. He stopped to listen into one small group that had gathered around a small camp fire. "Yeah, my wife is going to love this." A grizzly middle aged man said as she dangles a small silver crescent moon from a fine silver chain. The fire light reflected beautifully off of the piece of jewelry. "To think I found it on the ground in that village..."

"Soldier!" Endymion demanded his attention.

The middle aged soldier quickly stood along with the other men around him. "Y-yes, Sunsire Diolon?"

Endymion held his hand out for the necklace. "We do not steal from our enemies. I would expect more from you." The soldier nodded and looked at his leader almost in shame. He placed the necklace in Endymion's hands and was then relieved of the Royal's presence.

Endymion stared at the necklace for some time before retreating to his own quarters for the night's rest. He placed the crescent moon in a black pouch at his belt.

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Time had passed slowly in the cold lodge that Serenity had been sentenced to. As the night had grown longer so had the chilling winds as she sat half naked in the hardly wind resistant shelter. She had been given no blanket nor any warmer clothing. This was Mahal. This was the land that she had grown to love and cherish, but in those few hours in which she was frozen to the bone she could find no love for the land. No, it wasn't the lands fault. It had been the monsters that had separated her from her friends and family.

While she huddles next to the pole she had been tied to not too long ago she dwelled on many subjects. Though she had gone through the short phases of anger towards the man named Nephile her thoughts mostly centered around the safety of the village she had left behind. Were they alive? Had Hotarm been beaten by these savages? Raped? Had Setsune been killed while trying to protect the young Malick? And what of Kunzim? Had this Demon run her love through with his black sword? So many thoughts flowed through her head as she slowly drifted into a slumber of hate. The Demon had killed everyone that she had loved. Though she had not seen their deaths with her own eyes her hate for the man they called their Sunsire... their Diolon had had grown. He was a killer. Whether he had done it or not... she was convinced that he was their murderer.

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Endymion... Endymion... be with me, Endymion... My love... Endymion....

Endymion turned suddenly as he heard his name several times. The words he had heard sounded like whispers by the wind. He felt the soft tickle of a kiss on his ear as he quickly turned again. A soft laugh echoed. The laugh had been gorgeous, so full of joy and innocents.

Endymion...

A sudden wisp of a figure ran behind a tree. The form was of a woman with white and dark purple scarves wrapped around her arms and neck. She was almost transparent as she ran from tree to tree as if playing some game of hide-and-seek with him.

A giggle whispered in his ear again as its echo went on for what seemed like forever. "Who is it!? Tell me!?" Another giggle answered his question, yet he was still oblivious to who the woman might be.

Endymion... Follow me... My love...

He watched as the ghostly figure appeared before him. It was the same woman that had appeared in every dream he had had from the last few months. She was dressed beautifully in her white and purple scarves. Her body was covered in a thin layer of white satin that slinked over every curve of her body. She motioned for him to follow as she herself turned and started to prance away.

Endymion...

Her lips did not move as his name was said, but he knew it was her. Who was this woman in his dreams? As he followed her the mist around them started to get thicker, but the warmth of the area did not faultier. They were in a forest with large old trees and green grass. After walking for only a few moments they opaque form before him turned and smiled then completely disappeared. The Diolon ran towards the woman, but was not in time to catch her. Not again! This could not happen again! He would not lose her!

Endymion...

His attention was suddenly on a lovely lake before him. Lilly pads and night blooming flowers floated dreamily on it's mirror like surface. Fire flies glowed all around as he finally brought himself to see a woman watching the moon's reflection. He calmly walked towards her and watched the same amazing sight, ever so often looking at her to make sure she was still there.

"Why are you here?" The woman did not turn to look at him as she spoke. Her voice was the same as the wind's. The same as the one that had been repeating his name. "You are not supposed to be here, you know... My time with you has passed..."

Endymion faced her in shock. Not supposed to be here? His time with her had passed? What did this mean? He opened his mouth, but found no words to come out of it. He wanted to object. This woman in front of him was everything. Why would she refuse him? He opened his mouth finally coming up with the words to say, but was suddenly silent by her ivory finger and shushed.

She smiled as she stopped him. He loved her and he would love her again, but he was not supposed to be here and he had to leave.

"Who are you?" He asked as she turned to stare off into the distance again.

"I am everything..." She sighed and smiled at the idea. "We... are everything... but my life has passed... I do not know why you have been brought before me... When I knew you..." She laughed as she looked into his midnight blue eyes. "You're hair was much longer... And you were not so tan..." The woman raised her hand to his cheek and touched his cleanly shaven face. "You had a beard too." Her voice was so serene so musical.

"When you knew me?" His question was simple.

"You have her now." She nodded as she answered his question, again not giving him the answer he was looking for. "She is me... As you are him... Long, long ago... When there was the calm..."

"Wait what!?"

"Your questions will be answered soon." She smiled at him one last time before her form started to disintegrate as if it were the mist. She stood so calmly as she joined the moisture in the air. As she completely disappeared from his sight all was left was a breeze and a whisper:

Wait for me for I will come again to be by your side and we will kiss these lands and make it good.

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Endymion eyes opened. He was not frightened like he had been in the last dreams, but this one had left him in a state of confusion. Who was the woman that was always in his dreams? Why was she telling him such strange things? He sat up and turned to put his feat on the ground, rubbing his eyes. Sweat pored from his bare chest. She is me... As you are him... What did that mean? Wait for me for I will come again to be by your side and we will kiss these lands and make it good.

***So yeah that's the new ending. Hope you liked it.

Sorry it's taken me so long to finish this chapter. I'm soooo sorry! It's been like five months! I'm going to try and keep up with the story and not let it die. But before the next chapter goes up I so have to go in to the other chapters and edit them.

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