Thanks to my faithful reader Kazuha-sama and MoRoxy for the reviews! :D Oh, and this is off topic, and I usually hate chuck norris jokes, but this one actually made me laugh, "When Chuck Norris wants an egg he cracks open a chicken." Classic. Anyway, on with the story! :P
Scai held the girl in her arms, and Zydien still repeated those words…
"I can't remember! I can't!" the human whispered as her fingers dug into Scai's clothes.
"Calm down, love," Scai spoke evenly, and picked the girl up in her arms.
"But how can I? Please, tell me what happened!" Zydien begged, pulling at Scai's robe.
"Suddenly you..you weren't you anymore. A shadow was fighting me, a shadow of your form." Scai's voice was low, her mind reeling.
Zydien's eyes grew wide. The demon from her nightmares had finally erupted into her life.
"I've… seen it before." She whispered, laying her cheek against the deathknight's chest.
"You have?" Scai asked, "Where?"
"While I was asleep all that time, it haunted my dreams." The human whispered, "It..seemed to melt into my skin."
Scai continued walking, but she realized then with anger that all those screams of pain and fear were from that malicious shadow. She wondered if it was the right time to tell Zydien of what the High Priestess Laurena had informed her.
"…I haven't told you of what the high priestess said while I was in Stormwind, have I?" Scai spoke cautiously, walking down the path toward Zydien's home.
"No, Trianna only told me that I would be 'different' somehow," she whispered, "But that's all."
"The priestess said your soul is separated," her voice was low, and Zydien nodded, "…You know of this?"er tongue
"When I first started my training, I was told that it was possible for my soul to become divided." She answered, tears still sliding down her cheeks.
"The priestess said your..darker side had grown into an active state because of the spells the demon cast upon you in the forest." Her words were thoughtful, "She said it was..irreversible."
"You mean to say that the shadow is..never going to leave…?" Zydien sighed, her eyes growing distant, "Why am I not surprised?"
"Don't think such a way," Scai scolded, shaking the girl, causing the human to look up at her, "We will find a way, Zydien."
Zydien sat still until they arrived at her home, and Scai sat her down on the bed. The deathknight undid her torn robe, pulling it from her sore body. Zydien gasped in pain as she attempted to sit up on her arm that Scai had twisted. The deathknight sighed as she shuffled through a drawer in a nearby wardrobe and pulled out a soft garment for the girl to sleep in. Scai turned to face the girl and was struck by her beauty. She was lying down; her face was so delicate though bruised as she stared at the sky past her balcony. Her supple and firm breasts were a pale shade of the moon, and her nipples that of a soft scarlet. The girl's auburn hair seemed to burn like fire in the sunlight that drifted in from outside. The draenei's eyes drifted down to the line of her hip, and then to the small patch of hair betwixt her thighs. Scai's mouth watered, her tongue sliding against the insides of her cheeks. Zydien's emerald eyes, red from her crying, looked upon the deathknight's face, but Scai did not let her gaze drift. The human shifted, averting her eyes in embarrassment as she pulled her legs closer to her torso.
"That only gives me a nice view of your arse, Zydien," Scai mumbled to herself as she strode to the girl.
"We might need to bandage my wrist again," the girl spoke softly, aware that Scai must feel guilt.
"Please..forgive me for that," Scai's voice was low as she helped the girl dress in the robe, "I thought the only way for it to let you free was to trap it."
"I understand," Zydien whispered, but her eyes drifted from her wrist to Scai's glowing eyes, "…Though some things I do not."
Scai paused, but then took the bandages from the girl's nightstand and held her hand out for the human's. Zydien laid her wrist in Scai's hand and bared her teeth as it was wrapped tightly.
"You will." Scai sighed, "In time."
"You asked me if I wanted you," Zydien snapped, "I told you yes, so why are you doing this now! Is it because of what I am? Just a weak minded little whore?"
"Never call yourself that!" Scai yelled, "I fought Jaxon when such words were spoken of you, am I to fight you as well?"
Zydien sat still, pulling her knees to her chest with her good arm. She sighed as she laid her head down upon her knees. That shadow was poisoning her mind.
"I'm sorry." She whispered, "But what am I to think?"
"Never think that I believe you to be some common human," her hand went to the girl's cheek, cupping it softly, "You are far more unique than any I have ever met. Now, rest well."
The deathknight stood, but her wrist was suddenly in the human's grasp. Scai turned to see the face of a being in fear, in need.
"I..I can't remember what happened today. What if.." Zydien's eyes grew wide, "What if it has taken me over before..while I was alone, but ...I cannot remember it."
"I'll stay here with you," Scai comforted her with a grin, patting the girl's back, "You will be safe with me. Now stop weeping."
Zydien sighed and nodded, letting her head lay against her pillow. Scai searched the house and found a chair sitting behind the standing shade. Her hands went behind her head as she leaned back in it, her ankles crossed.
"Close your eyes, I'm not going anywhere." The deathknight huffed, but her voice turned to a mumble,"…I care too much to leave."
Zydien had slept that entire afternoon and night, and Scai did not leave her side. That morning she awoke to the deathknight snoring softly in the chair, in the same position as when she closed her eyes. Zydien laid there for a while, just watching as Scai's chest rose and fell and her lips parted and opened as she breathed. The human tried to sit up but gasped as pain shot up her arm from her twisted wrist. Scai slightly opened one eye and her heavy breathing had stopped, causing Zydien to look up.
"You didn't have to sleep in the chair," the human said, propping herself up on her elbow.
"And what would your aunt have to say?" Scai yawned as she stretched her legs and arms.
"She already believes us to be lovers." The human laughed without humor as she ran her fingers through her tangled hair.
"Ey?" Scai's eyebrow rose, "She didn't happen to catch me makin' you moan by the pond did she?"
"No!" Zydien gasped as Scai licked her lips, "But..she did see the mark you made."
"Mark?" Scai asked, curious.
"Oh, don't be coy, it's on my neck," the human spoke timidly, "You… bit me."
"Show me then!" Scai challenged, "I don't remember doing such a thing."
"Fine!" she cried, pulling her hair back to show her neck, the two marks from Scai's canines were barely visible, "How could you be disgruntled over such things, I swear."
Scai came closer for a better look, her hand traveling to the base of Zydien's neck. Her other hand pressed to the other side, and she bent down to inspect it. But Zydien gasped as Scai's lips enclosed on the mark, sinking her teeth in again. Scai's tongue fluttered over her skin as the girl moaned, and the draenei slowly released her with a soft kiss to her marked flesh. The human pushed the deathknight away, frustration written all over her face.
"Why must you tease me?" Zydien growled, her hand gingerly touching the newly opened wound.
"Will you be alright if I leave to get some breakfast?" Scai smiled, ignoring the girl's question.
"I'll be fine," she huffed, but then grinned to herself.
The deathknight walked down the ramp and towards the inn, her destination. Her pace quickened as her mind reverted to a panic state as she could finally let her guard down. What had that shadow found when it slammed its fingers to her mind? It was as if it was digging through her skull for her memories…the people she had killed..the lives she had destroyed. Zydien mustn't know. She will never know.
"Zydien said she could not remember," Scai mumbled, her pace quick, "But..what will the shadow tell her..."
Zydien was left alone while Scai ventured off to fetch breakfast. The human was getting sick of always staying in bed, and her legs ached to go on some sort of expedition. She seemed to of found her home here, but just as the shadow had said…she only brought trouble to those around her. Maybe another escape would be best. But she did not want to leave Scai; it seemed that ever since the deathknight had entered her life she only felt safe when she was with the draenei. Before long, Scai had returned with a smile on her face and a handful of snowplums and a flask of honeymint tea.
"Oh! So delicious, thank you," Zydien laughed, taking a bite from a snowplum.
"Hah, any time, love," Scai grinned and took a swig of the tea.
Though, one mysterious fact did not make sense to her. A thought had plagued Zydien's mind since the day she awoke. She was told that Scai had simply shown up without request, but how could the deathknight of known of the danger? Zydien looked upon Scai's face, and wondered how this being appeared at the opportune time to find her inside Teldrassil forest. She wondered what Scai knew of the being that did this to her.
"Scai?" Zydien looked at the deathknight as she took a sip from the flask.
"What is it?" the draenei sighed, nibbling on a snowplum, her distaste for the food obvious.
"How is it that you knew to travel to Darnassus to aid my family to find me?" the priestess asked softly.
Scai halted all her movements and slowly turned her chin to the girl. Scai's light filled eyes were searching Zydien's face for untold information, pondering how much the human knew.
"I… was warned." Scai answered cautiously, curious if Zydien's shadowed form had somehow revealed information from Scai's mind into that of the lighter Zydien's.
"Warned?" her alarmed voice made the deathknight wince.
"Zydien, I have made many enemies in my line of work. I have done many dishonorable things in my life before I was raised in this form to serve the Lich King's demands. These actions…have led me to ponder why someone has not tried to seek revenge against me sooner." she sighed, careful of how and what she spoke of.
"Revenge..? Who would want revenge against you Scai?"the priestesses eyes drifted from the deathknight to outside, gazing at the Darnassian River.
"A rogue. She told me of your coming demise," Scai spoke unevenly, Zydien glanced at the draenei from the corner of her eye, "She saw us at Devil's Landing. She saw our kiss, and she knew then that I am …interested in you."
Memories of that day in Elwynn caused Zydien to stare absently, deep in thought. That was the day when things seemed to become much more..complex in her life.
"So… you have a past with this rogue." Zydien stated frankly.
"Emelaine wished to be my beloved." Scai sighed as Zydien stared blankly and she continued.
"I was assigned by her father as her guide and guard to reach her betrothed in the Feathermoon Stronghold in Feralas. This took much time, and at the end of the trek the payoff was well worth it."
Zydien stared at Scai expectantly, leaving her with little choice on continuing.
"…During that time we grew to be somewhat close, she was young…feisty. However, she was naive, that was the cause of all her troubles. The girl brought it upon herself….The elf fell in love with me during our travels, but I tried my best to distance myself from her. She was much too innocent to be paired with the likes of a past assassin and mindless guard. Before I could halt her emotions any further she had already fallen far too deeply for me. "
Zydien tapped her fingers to her palms, listening intensely to her words. Her chest tightened and the crisp air seemed to burn her throat. Scai stared outside into the sky as it darkened for a storm while lightning briskly danced from cloud to cloud.
"What did you do to her?" Zydien asked accusingly, her mind racing.
"I didn't do a damn thing to her!" The deathknight spat, "Her ignorance caused the unwinding of her world! Not I!"
The human sat in shock, silent but still waiting. Moments passed before Scai's posture loosened and she realized her defenses were on edge for not. This girl meant no harm by her words, posed no threat, mental or physical. At least, she was no threat in this form.
"When she met her betrothed, the reunion was far from what he expected. His happiness was met with her nervous unease. She was obviously disheartened by the idea of being forever linked to the elf while she loved another. He… was not willing to simply forgive her of her ungrateful behavior," the deathknight cleared her throat, "Emelaine came to me, she was bloodied and bruised. Her affection for me was not stifled by his violence. It seemed the innocence in her eyes was dwindling and nearly snuffed out by this new life she had carved out for herself. I pitied the girl for loving me so passionately to endure these acts against her body. But I also admired her, her ideas were not changed with force, and her mind was her own…I should have killed the elf that harmed her, but I had no right, they were betrothed by their people. She begged me, while blood ran from her lips, for my love and affection. In my own weakness … I could not deny her. I laid with her; I gave her what she wanted. That was the worst mistake I could have made."
Thunder shook the frame of the house around them, but Zydien sat still, thinking of the heated moment the two beings had shared. Her belly was on fire, the human felt very little jealousy, but this was by far the strongest she had ever felt it. Zydien turned her chin away from Scai, propping her head upon her hand.
"Before I could depart, I was caught between them, forced to face her betrothed. " Scai laughed bitterly.
The human peered at Scai through her fallen curtain of hair. The deathknight was on edge, twitching, flicking the remains of the snowplum from her fingers.
"Emelaine thought our one night of lust was my admittance of my love for her. She cried out how she felt to him, and spoke of how I felt the same," Scai paused, her hand running through her bound hair heatedly, "He looked to me with anger and wanted an answer; I knew I had caused this girl so much pain with my prescience. What could be done if I were to say yes to her fantasies? Would she die? What would become of me?"
"You told him you felt nothing for her, didn't you?" Zydien whispered, her small voice quivering. The priestess had never felt true fear from the deathknight but now she feared her in the way you fear a wild beast. The creature looks calm enough to touch, however, with the wrong move-its sharpened teeth are the farthest thing from nonlethal.
"Aye, I departed Feralas that day. Her..her eyes haunt me to this day. So..empty," Scai's fidgeting halted, her voice was low, full of thought, "I thought I ..felt nothing for the rogue, but I wonder even to this day why I stayed there for the short while I did instead of continuing back to Darnassus."
"What became of the rogue?" the human asked cautiously as she pulled at the cloth wrapped around her arm.
"She killed him." Scai grinned emotionlessly, "When they wed she was miserable, I was told she broke inside. In his sleep, she stabbed him countless times, his blood was smeared all over their home and she was never found. She did what I refused to do. From time to time I sense her, nearby, she follows me. She never attempts a fight, but she watches me from the shadows. Once I heard her whispering to me in the darkness, she claims that she killed him for me…for our love."
They both were still and silent as the rain poured down over the trees. The droplets slammed the roof, creating a hum around them. Scai stared at Zydien, expecting some sort of response from the girl. Thunder continued, rumbling in their chests. The human returned her stare; the deathknight's countenance had a weary look, showcasing her guilt. Scai suddenly stood.
"I will find out how she caused this shadow to form in your mind. Please, forgive me for bringing such pain to you."
"I will go with you," Zydien whispered, "If..you will allow it."
Scai turned, "She won't speak to me if you are by my side. I will return soon."
And the deathknight was gone.
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