Demon's Rising

Ch.3 Old love never dies.

Now I've watched and read plenty of chick-flicks, romances, and soap-operas. But if you truly have found the perfect person for you, and you've known them forever, and they loved you the same way you loved them, and this was the type of love that most people would cross oceans for. I don't think your lovers mistakes would matter in the past, present, or future, because the love is always there. It never leaves.

The thunder was raging through the sky above the little abandoned cottage. Slurin slowly opened his eyes. He felt the soft bed; he found the glass of water next to him. He quickly looked towards the door as lureana shut it behind her.

"Well, look who's finally awake. I was begging to worry, considering it's been three days. So how are you feeling?"

"A little discombobulated." He answered.

Lureana pulled up a chair beside him. They looked at each other. No words passed between them. Lureana's heart had longed for this moment. She had hungered for him to say those three words, but know she was beginning to doubt herself.

"Was it all a mistake? Was I wrong?" her mind raced. She finally broke the silence.

"Slurin… you know what I came for, don't you?" her heart dropped when he didn't respond.

Slurin looked away, he couldn't do this. Not to her.

"Well then…" lureana continued. "Maybe it was all a dream."

Slurin's heart sank as she stood up from her chair. His eyes had begun to water. His soul began to scream as she walked towards the door.

"I'm sorry I disturbed you." her voice had become dry. "But I guess…"

Tears started to stream down her face as she touched the door. She could barely keep herself together. Slurin still didn't respond.

"I guess the day you left…"

Slurin's heart felt like bursting. He started to move. He struggled to let her go.

"It was all over… wasn't it?" the door started to open.

Slurin's heart couldn't take any more. He jumped from his bed and grabbed lureana. He looked at her. He wrapped her gently in his arms and held her close. Tears went down both their faces. He let his soul mingle with hers. He truly believed that he had truly found someone that cared about him. He had found his beloved. He gently lifted her face and looked into those same caring, loving, beautiful blue eyes that had saved him four years ago.

"No it wasn't over." His face slowly came closer to hers. "And it's still not over."

He had completely stopped breathing as his lips touched hers. He had expected her to struggle, fight, and flee from him. Lureana didn't, she wouldn't. She wrapped her arms around him. A strong, powerful feeling surged through the bodies as they stayed in that position. A grey wolf howled to the pale moon in the distance.

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A black crow sat on a twisted branch. He stood watching an abandoned cottage. All day he had watched, he always saw a cloaked person run out, and then back in. That same night he left that perch and flew. He flew over the mountains, clouds, streams, and plains until he reached the dark forbidding clouds that had cloaked the dark mountain. He dove through the clouds into an open window. He finally landed on a black counter in the dark king's sleep chamber, and there he waited. The old crow knew his master would be there shortly.

The crow had begun to grow impatient. A dark voice rang throughout his small mind.

"I'm sorry my pet, I'm afraid I won't be able to come up there." Rowin's voice rang through the crow's mind. His white eyes began to glow.

"So please, tell me what news you have." Rowin asked.

"My master, I have rich, powerful news. I've seen something that I believe that will be of use to you."

Rowin plunged into the crow's memories. He had become the crow as he felt the cold wind rush against his feathers. He smelled the fresh air. He looked at the cloaked figure carry in someone. He knew this person's scent very well.

"Well, I've finally found my son…hmm" he paused for a moment, leaving the crows memories.

"Well done my pet. Your food is below you, you may have your reward."

Rowin grinned in his dark torture chamber. He had finally gotten the information he needed to help him better ensure his victory of this war. He left his chamber. A deadly plan was about to be unleashed into a terrible reality.