A/N: Another chapter, woohoo! And to top it off, a chapter about Krys! People seem to like her...oh wait maybe that's just Dragonwings being all hyper and raving on and on about her...nobody else really commented about her. Anyways, on with the chapter! And this chapter was difficult to write, so it might not be my best writing.


Yay the lines are back!

Unsure of what to do next, Krys restocked her bag with supplies from the base's Refresher and stepped back into the desert, becoming a wanderer once more.

What do I do now? she thought as she walked north through the desert, towards Triet. I should probably go back and help Presea and the others...no... I can't do that, I've abandoned them. I helped them out when they needed it, and they paid me back with a night in the inn. I can't go back now...

A war raged in Krys's mind as she wandered through the desert, passing Triet. She could swear, as she passed by the town, that she could hear a voice underneath her...a voice of Presea, and then the loud voice of Raine saying "MARVELOUS!" Krys smiled and continued on, wishing for the Goddess to protect them on their journey. Unfortunately, the Goddess's luck wouldn't be with her...

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Night had fallen in the desert. Krys took a swig of water from one of her canteens, finishing it off. Oh how she wished she would have gotten more water from the Triet Oasis while she went by. Krys tossed the canteen aside and sighed. She had never noticed that the desert was this large...

Krys continued on through the night with no problems. Well, except for the fact that the desert seemed never ending. As the sun began to rise on the horizon, Krys, who had not stopped yet, saw something unbelievable before her. A few feet ahead of her was a large body of water. The water looked delicious...and it was then that Krys realized how parched she was, and how dry her mouth was. She took off in a run towards the oasis, not caring that it was a mirage of the desert heat. She was so thirsty and delusional that she could drink the fake water and not be thirsty. In her mind, at least.

Krys arrived at the oasis, set her things down, and took mouthful after mouthful of water, never becoming refreshed. Krys continued to drink the water until she finally became sleepy. Keeping a hand on her crossbow hilt, Krys slowly wandered into a deep sleep...

Krystal's eyes flooded open, instantly she felt like death. It felt like a humongous fire was burning inside her body. Pain was everywhere, and was showing no signs of letting up anytime soon. What the hell had happened? Krys lifted her hand up to touch her face, and as her arm entered her line of peripheral vision, she knew instantly what had happened. She had slept, and during her sleep she had been laying in direct vision of the sun, getting a horrible sunburn.

"Dammit," she muttered to herself. "How could I let that happen to myself? All that training to prepare to be leader of the Renegades...dammit." Krys picked herself up off the ground. It didn't look like she would be recovering from this anytime soon. She picked up her bags and set off to her unknown destination once again, wishing that the desert would end soon.

Her prayers were answered, in a way. About ten minutes after she had sent her prayers to the Goddess, small patches of brown grass began to appear in front of her.

As the sun began to set, there was a rustling beside Krys. This was something different. Just in case, Krys placed her right hand on the hilt of her crossbow. Krys whipped around, feeling some kind of movement behind her. Quickly, she drew her crossbow and loaded it with a poison bolt. From underneath the sand, a man appeared. He was fat with a shaggy beard, and a large knife in his hand, but he was quick. One minute, Krys saw him appear from the sand, and the next he was right beside her, pressing the knife to her neck.

Krys elbowed him in the stomach, pushing the knife away. She spun around, pointed her crossbow at the attacker, let the bolt fly. The bolt pierced through the man's body in half a second, and he was dead instantly. This was a little trick Krys had been taught year's ago. Soon, the poison would attack the man's body as well; he didn't stand a chance. Krys bent down and picked up the bolt from the ground. The poison was a one-shot deal, so now she would have to coat the bolt with more poison later when she had the chance. She wiped the blood off the bolt, placed it back on her belt, and started walking again. But soon she began to hear more footsteps behind her. Krys broke into a run, fearing more ugly bearded men coming to attack her.

"You cannot run, little girl!" said a deep voice from not too far behind her. Krys started to run faster. As she ran, she noticed that the desert had finally ended, and that she was now running through a small meadow with a few scattered trees. Silently, Krys ducked behind a tree to see the face of evil. Running behind her was not one, but five men, all wearing the same thing as the first man: black clothes that showed off their fat a little more than Krys wanted to see.

"I see you behind that tree!" the man who had spoken earlier called, and hurled some kind of throwing knife at the tree, cutting it barely inches above her head. Krys quickly pulled out her crossbow, and loaded it with a bolt. Damn, what did these men want with her? Before she could shot though, the man came up from behind and grabbed the crossbow out of her hands, while another tied her hands behind her back. The third man bashed her on the head with the hilt of his sword, while the other two laughed like pigs. Everything began to spin, and Krys thought about what was happening to her before she fell into sleep once again.

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When Krys awoke, the first thing she noticed was that her sunburn had gone down significantly. How long had she been knocked out? She guessed a few hours, since she could see the last rays of sunlight peaking through the cave's entrance. So she was in a cave...where were her attackers? She looked around the cave and saw an assortment of crap on the ground. From half eaten food items to broken swords and jars of who knows what, it was all here. Krys stuck out her tongue in disgust. Who were these people? And why were they so...slobbish?

"So you're awake, my dear." said the voice from earlier. "Good to see that you're okay now. Now the fun can begin." The five men from earlier appeared in her sight, all with smug smiles on their faces. One pulled out a knife, while others pulled out a and one even started to remove his clothes. One man came close enough to whip her on her face, leaving a bleeding cut. He laughed, and another man came and left a small cut on her neck. Krys whimpered.

"You like it?" the man, who appeared to be the leader, said as he was removing his clothing. "Well the best part is yet to come..."

"What the hell are you bastards doing to her?" came an unknown voice from the cave entrance. Krys turned around to see a shadow standing in the entrance of the cave. Behind his back, you mean 'strapped to his back' was a sword with a humongous blade. Krys faintly remembered a story told to her years ago about a savior who, with a large sword, saved all the girls of the kingdom from danger, hoping for payment to fit his perverted mind. Krys wondered if this man was like that.

Swiftly, the shadow leapt off the ground and appeared in the cave like a shadow. He quickly stabbed every man in the heart with perfect, swift accuracy. He wiped the blood from his blade on one of the man's cloaks, and as far as Krys could see, his sword disappeared. He pulled out a knife and cut the rope bindings on Krystal's arms and legs, and pulled the gag from her mouth. "You okay?" he whispered, pulling out cloth to place over her wounds from his black cloak. The new arrival was tall, with a black cape like cloak and all white underneath, and spotless white shoes and gloves. He had a nice posture, and as he bandaged her wounds, Krys looked up to her rescuers face to see that it was covered by a black mask, and that he had shoulder length brown hair.

"Yeah..." Krys stuttered minutes later. Why did this man wear a mask? "Who are you?" she asked. Her rescuer chuckled.

"I am Kirdan," he said. "And you would be Krys, leader of the Renengades, wouldn't you?"

"Yes...how did you know?"

"I am a Renegade." he replied, smiling behind the mask.

"Really?" Krys questioned. "I think I would remember you with that mask. Why the mask, anyways? Trying to hide your identity?"

"I'll tell you at another time, maybe. You don't need to know everything about me immediatly." Kirdan...Krys thought. Where have I heard that name before?

"You said your name was Kirdan, correct?" Krys asked. Kirdan nodded. "Kind of a funny name, isn't it?" Kirdan sunk down to the floor, but after a minute he regained his cool.

"I was named after my father, Kirby." Kirdan said. "He was a warrior many years ago, but died in battle. He also gave me this." From inside his cloak, Kirdan pulled out a black sword hilt, showing it off to Krystal.

"What is it?" she asked.

"It is called the Omni," Kirdan began to explain. "It can transform into any kind of weapon possible. The limit is your imagination. Here, try it. Just think of a weapon, any kind of weapon." He passed the sword hilt over to Krys, who instantly thought of a double bladed sword, the weapon that her father had used. Before the thought could leave her mind, the sword hilt had already transformed into the weapon.

"Amazing!" Krys gasped. She handed the weapon back to Kirdan, as she passed it to him, it transformed back into a sword hilt.

"Yeah, it's pretty cool I guess. Hey, by the way, has anyone ever told you you have quite the body?" Krys stared at her new friend with huge eyes.

"You...did not...just say that." she said slowly, shaking her head in a mixture of disgust and shock. Not another pervert... "You know...I don't think Kirdan suits you. Dan does, though. So, I'll call you Danpervert from now on. Or maybe just Pervert for short..."

Kirdan stared at her. "Anyways," Krys said. "Why were you around here to rescue me?" Kirdan started to make a fire as he explained.

"I was on a mission for Dessara, you see..."

"You work for Dessara?" Krys said. "I thought you were a Renegade!"

"I'm only working for Dessara to shut them down." Dan explained. "And I was on a mission for them and on my way back I heard you scream, so I came to help. And you know, I could use some extra help destroying Dessara, if you would like to help me that is. Having a girl as busty as you would be loads of help."

"I suppose I could help you," Krys said, ignoring his perverted comment. "You seem nice enough. And besides, I have some friends who are trying to destroy it as well. They're in the base right now."

"Great," Dan said. "Now since we're going undercover, you have to act exactly like a member of Dessara. That means you might have to hurt innocent people, or even your friends. Are you prepared to do that?"

"Yeah, I can do that." Krys said. Kirdan nodded, and handed over a black cloak. Krys put it on over her clothes; the clothes fit perfectly.

"You look hot in that outfit," Dan said. "Shows off your chest very well." Krys glared at him, not wanting to slap him in fear of hurting her hand from his mask more than her hurting him with her hand.

"Pervert," she muttered, and they walked out the cave towards the Dessara base.

A/N: Hoorah, another chapter done! Not my best work though, I'll say that. But oh well, I guess you guys are just looking for an update. The story is gonna pick up next chapter! Hooooooooooooooray! Anyways, thanks to Dragonwings144, Super Ultra Monkey, and Uchiha James for reviewing! I appreciate it a lot.