K-Gforever: I kind of winged most of it this chapter so I just hope you find this acceptable.

Jaffar: Hey! Where did all the other muses go!

K-Gforever: I didn't tell you? Because of budget cuts, your the only muse I have now. One of the others might appear once in a while or just on other stories.

Jaffar: ...Great sigh K-Gforever doesn't own the characters just the plot.

Ch2

Dragon's Gate

Nergal sat on his throne taping his fingers on the arm rest. He was trying to figure out how he could convince the marquis to join him with out resorting to too much force.

Ephidel appeared and bowed, "Lord Nergal, I have a feeling that one of our new recruits is a spy. Eliwood must be getting information to be able to figure out where we are."

"Well find this spy, and dispose of him…permanently, and take Jaffar with you."

"Yes my master." Ephidel bowed once again and disappeared.

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Jaffar was walking back to the base when he was no longer in the city. He now stood before Ephidel at the Dragon's gate. He wasted no time, "Jaffar, I have reason to belive one of our solders is a spy for the enemy. When you're called you are to dispose of them." Jaffar nodded and dissapeared into the shadows.

It didn't take long for Jaffar to figure out who the tratior was. She seemed to have been listening on on a convorsation between Nergal and Elbert. Ephidel appeared and Jaffar heard his cue. He jumped behind the traitor and recited her sentence. "The punishment for traitors is death." The woman was powerless against Jaffar's ruthless attack as he jumped into the air and seemed to multiply.

"Ma…Matthew…" She closed her eyes and went into an eternal reast.

"Nice work, Jaffar. Now, find a nice place to put this for our guests." Ephidel motioned to the new corpse.

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Jaffar looked around for a "nice" spot to place the body of this spy. He had the dead body slung over his shoulder, like a rag doll. He walked silently, listening for any "guests" who night be around. They were expecting company soon.

"Enter and be lost-"

"Shh! Are you trying to curse us!"

Jaffar whirled around, He could see movement further away. He quickly placed the spy's body against a tree and darted off. He heard a commotion behind him. They got the message.

He soon arrived back at the dragon's gate. He was to stay there until Nergal told him otherwise. He entered his make-shift room. It was furnished with a thin pile of hay covered by a cloak and a rolled up bundle of rags for a pillow. It wasn't very comfortable but this didn't bother him a bit. He sat on the pile and lied down, hands behind his head. Jaffar decided to get some rest since he had nothing to do. He also hadn't been getting much seep since they captured the marquis.

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"Good, son, you're getting better." and unknown voice spoke. The boy looked up and smiled. He was covered in sweat an dirt and wore a high class training uniform. 'I've seen him before...Jeremy.But the man...I can't see his face. He looks somehow familiar though...' The man wore similar clothes as the boy. He was obviously the father and seemed very rich. The boy was so young but still knew how to handle a sword with the grace and efficiency of a swordmaster.

"Edward, come here please." The father called to a green haired man. "I know you're the chef, but you are also an excellent swordsman. Why don't you have a round with my boy?"

"It wold be and honer my lord." The chef/knight bowed and brandished his sword. The boy smiled and said, "Please don't go easy on me, I won't go easy for you." The boy bowed properly. The maids who were watching thought it was very cute. Edward laughed and started the match. The fight went on for a while. Blocks, strikes, and doges. Then, at one moment the boy swung too hard expecting a block, but instead the knight had dodged. Since the boy spun with so much force he spun an extra degree. At the same time Edward had swung his sword expecting to knock Jeremy's sword out of his hand. But instead, the sword sliced a spot right behind the boy's ear. "Ah!"

Jaffar woke with a start. Someone was knocking on his door. He stood up, stepped to the door and opened it. Ephidel appeared in the door way. "We need your...shall we say...assistance." Jaffar nodded and followed the morph.

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Jaffar waited in the shadows as if he belonged there, amongst the darkness. Ephidel had just returned from retrieving the girl Ninian. He watched the argument. In a flash Elbert had gotten loose of his bindings and tried to attack Nergal, but, in speed surpassed, The Angel of Death had cut a gash in Elbert's back before he had the chance to hurt the dark druid.

"Eh, when did he get out of his bonds? Heh heh..." Nergal shook his head, "Why do you not heed my warnings, Lord Elbert? You cannot alter destiny. Stop this foolishness." The marquis fell hard. "Jaffar, take Marquis Pherae and the girl to the far chamber. I will begin preparations for the ritual."

Jaffar nodded and said, "Thy will be done." He then picked up the marquis and grabbed Ninian's wrist and headed to the chamber where he was to leave them. All of the chambers were vacant. The morphs were either out to battle or were preforming jobs. Jaffar had a hunch that things were going to get messy in a bit.

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"Arg! Hector swung he final blow, his Wolf Beil digging deep into Darian's armor. " No! I'm the ruler of the world. This can't be happening...Ephidel..." Darian closed his eyes and fell to the ground as Hector pulled his ax out of his chest.

"Ew! Lord Hector, do you have to make it so bloody!" Serra stepped her way towards the Ostian noble. Hector just rolled his eyes. "Ok, stand still my lord." Serra lifted her staff and heeled his wounds, though they were only minor scratches.

"Hurry, to the back room!" Elwood rushed past them. Lyn and Hector followed. "Right behind you!" The tactition turned around and told the rest of the army to be alert while they were gone and that Kristal was to be in charge as the rookie tactition. Then she followed the lords inside. She arrived to find the back of a deadly looking man.

Lord Elbert shouted, "You must not fight that man! That man...is dangerous. You cannot defeat him on your own." Ephidel then appeared out of no where. "...Be a good boy and listen to your father, young master Eliwood. Even among the Black Fang, this man is feared for his skill...You are no match for him, not even as a group...You've done well, Jaffar. That is all. Return to Bern and await to begin your next assignment." Jaffar nodded and ran off.

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Jaffar fled with the speed of light. Ironic thing was, he was the opposite of light. He suddenly felt a strange draining feeling in his heart...or where it would be if he had one. Once he reached the edge of the temple, he stopped. He touched his chest. He felt a strange empty feeling as if he had a hole going through him. There was no emotion he felt, but it was almost... physical. Then the feeling resided almost completely. He decided that it was nothing, Nergal must have been sloppy with his quintessence steeling.

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Jaffar leaned over the edge of the ship scanning the sea for any ships or land. Things were pretty dull there, though Jaffar didn't care at all. He never got bored or exited. The morphs wold just do their jobs without even glancing at him, just the way he preferred. He turned around and leaned against the rail and closed his eyes.


"Jeremy! We must get him to a healer!"

"I'm so sorry m'lord I'll go get one stat!"

Jaffar's eyes snapped open. He was about to have one of those dreams again. 'Shit!' the thought, 'At this rate I'll never get a full rest, and if this keeps going on I won't be able to preform at my best.' Jaffar hatted the latest dreams he'd been having. They always left him confused and made it hard to concentrate. He walked to his room on the ship. There was nothing for him to do while he was there. So, he decided to go through what he had to do in his head... again. But he was not bored...This was going to be a long ride...

"Jeremy! We must get him to a healer!"

"I'm so sorry m'lord I'll go get one stat!"

The concerned father looked down at his boy, who was holding his bleeding ear. "I'm okay father..." the boy looked up bravely at his father holding back sobs. Truth was, it really hurt. He looked into his father's eyes-

Jaffar sat up. The father of that boy...it was lord Elbert! Jaffar realized he was having dreams of the lord, but this only confused him more. Elbert only had one son as far as he knew. Jaffar figured that it was just some side affect to a past magic spell he nearly dodged once. Yeah, that was it. He fought a highly skilled druid once, and almost got hit by one of the attacks.

"Angel of Death, we've arrived," a morph droned through the door. Jaffar then heard the foot steps of the morph, and then a crashing noise. He sighed, that Denning was not Nergal's greatest creation.

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Jaffar entered his room at the Bern base. He decided to go to the baths before Sonia got there. He'd been needing one and he didn't want to alert his next victim with his BO.

Jaffar entered the hot baths. No one was around which was good for him. He didn't enjoy the other men's cat calls. It was well known that some of the men were...shall we say, open minded and, Jaffar was among the top 5 men for the best body. Jaffar put his clean set of clothes on a bench near the wall. He didn't want to put them too close to the water or else they might get wet and weigh him down. He listened one last time for any other people before he stripped and dived into the hot springs. He first scrubbed his hair and body then decided to just soak in the warmth. Had to keep healthy if he wanted to preform better.

Then, Jaffar's ears picked up something; foot steps. He quickly jumped out, grabbed his daggers, and hid in the shadows. He waited, hearing more than one set of foot steps. Suddenly, the doors burst open followed by the loud racket of none other than Linus Reed. Jaffar lowered his daggers and groaned. Not that fact that it was Linus there, though that was part of the reason but, he brought a girl with him. Jaffar was about to do the reasonable thing and leave, but he then noticed that he left both sets of clothes by the wall near the door and anyone who saw them would instantly recognize them as the assassin's. Jaffar, for the lack of better words, hoped that Linus wouldn't see them and just go in the pool with which ever tart he brought with him. But, as if he had heard him, Linus turned and saw the clothes.

"Oh, Jaffar, I know your here. C'mon out and meet my good friend Sylvia." Jaffar cringed. He cursed himself for not putting on clothes before hiding in the shadows so he decided to turn this around on Linus. Maybe even force Linus take the woman away. Linus was really pushing his father's wishes, taking a woman to the baths with him where they both would be bare, which gave Jaffar the advantage he needed.

"...If you make that woman leave, I'll come out."

"Ha! You're not a snitch! You've never even talked to my father." Damn! He got him! Jaffar needed a new angle. He figured he could just slip out, but it was the middle of the afternoon and the sun was shining bright outside so there weren't many shadows left for him to hide in. That's when Jaffar remembered that this shouldn't bother him. He's killed naked people before and has been to a healer's room...once..., but none the less, the healer saw him naked. Yeah, he could handle this. He then stepped out of the shadow and tried to ignore the other two as he walked toward his clothes but, it's very hard when one can hear snickering. He turned red and looked at Linus who was also in his birthday suit, along with Sylvia.

"...What's so funny?" Jaffar spat. He just didn't see the humor.

"Oh, sorry, Jaffar. You are actually very impressive, right, Sylvia?" She nodded. Jaffar was having a really hard time keeping his embarrassment in check.

"I'm leaving, I don't care what you two do" He gritted and stormed off into the dressing corner with is clothes in his hands. That man just somehow always got under his skin.

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Jaffar walked fast toward the main room. He wore his most impressive assassin clothes. He needed to look presentable when he got orders from Sonia. She was very picky about things like that. Any sign of weakness and she was like ants on a cookie. He also wore his necklace and pendant under his cloak. He didn't know why though. Just a nagging feeling.

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K-Gforever: Hmm... I think I gave him too much emotion even though I tried to limit it.

Jaffar:...You just like to embarrass me don't you?

K-Gforever: Yep.

Review Responses:

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K-Gforever: ...ah never mind

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