Again Ochiva's head feathers flattened. "they do not know how special you are." Asum shook his head. "I'm NOT special. I'm a disappointment." This time when ochiva spoke it was with defiance in her voice. "no. you're not. You are wise beyond your years youngling. You're smart, kind, and have a subtle talent for magic." Asum could tell that she was trying to be nice. it had taken him 5 months to learn the simple healing spell she had taught him. "Ochiva. I appreciate you trying to make me feel better but….i think I need to get away from all this. Just leave the village for a while."

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CHAPTER 15

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Okan watched as Savos leaned down over Asum's sleeping body. putting his hands on the young argonian's face Savos gathered his magic before speaking. "WAKE." Instantly Asum's body jerked; his chest lifting upwards making his back arch up off the table. After a moment however Asum's body relaxed and his back touched the table again. Slowly Asum opened his eyes. "o. ?" instantly Okan was at Asum's side holding his hand while his other hand fumbled with the leather strap holding Asum down. However his wrist was grabbed by Savos who shot him a glare so strong that Okan felt his head feathers flatten. Okan stepped back and watched as Savos leaned over Asum. "Asum. What is the last thing you remember?" Asum blinked several times before speaking.

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"I…..we were at the main hall eating dinner. …..that khajiit….his voice was so loud." Savos nodded as he straightened up. "Jzargo was speaking normally. But you say he was speaking loudly?" Asum nodded and then looked to Okan. "why am I tied down? What happened?" Okan touched Asum's hand again; but it was Savos who spoke. "Asum. You not only attacked Jzargo but you injured much of my senior class and others in the dining hall. Okan watched as Asum's eyes widened. "Asum I want you to think back. what exactly did you feel, before you blacked out?" Asum took a deep breath. "like I was surrounded by water, and something was moving my body." Savos nodded and turned his back to Asum. Okan moved forward andran his hand through Asum's head feathers. "it's ok. I'm fine. You don't need to worry."

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But despite his words Okan could see the shame in Asum's eyes; as well as worry. "I'm sorry." Okan shook his head. "it's ok. It wasn't you." "your right." Okan looked up at Savos who had moved over to one of the wardrobes in the room, had pulled it open, and now held an ancient looking circlet. "I don't think it was him doing the things he did." Okan stood up. "what do you mean?" Savos stepped forward and raised the circlet he was holding. "before; back in the main hall after the battle." behind him Okan felt Asum shift uncomfortably. " after the battle you told me Asum's eyes had turned silver. Now behind those wards and barriers his eyes are cloudy, but they returning to their natural color. Changes in the eyes are most often caused by illusion magic. And it's common knowledge that there is an illusion spell that can drive even the most calm people to fits of rage."

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Okan's eyes widened. "you mean frenzy? Someone in the hall was casting frenzy on Asum and that's why he went crazy?" as soon as the words left his mouth Okan regretted them as he felt Asum shift uncomfortably again. But Savos shook his head. "no. not someone inside the hall. And before you jump to conclusions it was not Arcano. To caste spells from outside the hall and affect someone inside would require someone with not only a lot of magic but a deep knowledge of how to weave the magic through the wards and barriers that protect those inside the school's walls. And while I cannot think of many wizards who can do that; this-" Savos took a step forward while indicating the circlet. Okan stepped in front of Savos. "whoa, whoa, whoa. What is that thing?" Savos sighed and set the circlet down on the table.

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"it's called the circlet of magic's the name implies it allows the person who wears it to follow the path of any magic that may be affecting them. It was built many years ago by the; then headmaster of this college who feared that daedra were trying to manipulate him into furthering their own goals. Although he went insane building the circlet; it does in fact work." Okan watched nervously as Savos stepped forward and put the circlet on Asum's head.

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ASUM'S POV

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The moment the metal of the circlet touched his scales Asum could feel something. It was like he was being tied up. he could feel something coiling around his chest, arms, and legs. He tried to open his mouth but found he was unable to. Struggling against the leather straps Asum felt his whole body arch off the table as something grabbed at him. for a fraction of a moment the leather straps help him tight; keeping him secured to the table. A loud ripping sound later and the chords snapped releasing him from the table and allowing him to fly across the room and hit the wall. He could see Savos and Okan both staring at him in horror. He felt the force pull him roughly against the wall; and for a fraction of a heartbeat Asum hoped the ancient stone wall would hold him back from whatever was grabbing and pulling at him. but that hope vanished when he felt the wall behind him give ever so slightly. For a split second Asum's eyes connected with Okan's; he could easily see the fear in Okan's eyes. even as he hung there against the wall Asum saw Okan take a step forward to try and grab him. But even as Okan took his step; Asum felt the wall behind him gave again. This time however the wall seemed to crumble away and Asum screamed as he found himself pulled through the air, and away from the tower and the college.

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OKAN'S POV

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For what seems like forever Okan just stood there. His mind refusing to acknowledge what had just happened. Then all at once reality snapped back. spinning around Okan grabed Savos by the front of his robes, lifted the dark elf off the floor and slammed him against the wall. "what happened. WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED!?" Savos opened his mouth to speak but Okan just lifted him further off the ground. Behind him Okan heard the door bang open as someone entered the room. But he didn't bother to turn his head to see who it was. He was beyond pissed. "WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED TO ASUM!? YOU SAID NOTHING WOULD HAPPEN! DID THAT LOOK LIKE NOTHING!?" Okan began to shake Savos; moments later he felt a pair of hands grab him and pull him away from Savos who dropped to the floor but did not stand up. Okan growled at the mages who had pulled him off Savos. But the growl lessened as one of the mages took a step towards him both hands crackling with powerful lightning magic.

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Again Okan looked out the massive hole in the wall Asum had created when he was pulled through. He could hear Mirabel talking to Savos. "headmaster, there is a group of people at the main gate, they're demanding to speak wi-" but Mirabel's words were cut off as the tower shook violently. For a moment Okan feared the tower might collapse. Ancient and magical or not the tower had not been build to lose a 9 foot by 12 foot section of wall; and remain standing. But his fear soon shifted to the group of people he could see storming into the courtyard below us. Next to me Savos puts his hand on my shoulder. I push it away; but he speaks never the less. "Okan. I know your mad. But right now; people are storming me college. Help my students drive them away and I'll help you find Asum. Ok?" for a moment Okan didn't speak; that was until the tower shook again. "I died because of you. Everything bad that happens from this point on. I brought it back with me." Again the tower shook and it was only then that Okan began running. As he ran down the stairs of the tower he could hear Mirabel running and speaking behind him.

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"The greatsword Savos promised you is in the storage closet in the Hall of Countenance!" Okan only nodded as he burst through the main hall door and out into the courtyard. He barely had time to take in the scene in front of him before he was dodging attackers as he ran for the Hall of Countenance." Shoving the door open Okan groaned as he ran up even more stairs pushing several student out of the way before wrenching the door to the storage closet open and grabbing the dusty greatsword that lay inside. 2 things became instantly clear to him as his scaly hands touched the ancient worn metal. 1; this blade was not like others he had seen. Although the design was that of an ancient Nordic greatsword the metal did not have the aged feel. 2; the attacking group was in a lot of trouble. Turning around Okan felt his eyes widen as he was forced to duck an attack from an attacker. Rolling along the ground Okan brought his blade up in a defensive stance, while eyeing his opponent. The attacker; a very large brenton let out a battle cry and lunged forward his orcish sword slashing through the air towards Okan.

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Blocking the attack, Okan pushed the attacker back before going on the attack. Stepping forward Okan brought his sword up and made it look as though he was going to bring his sword straight down while his attacker moved to deflect such an attack; only to have Okan drop his greatsword altogether and instead; lung forward grab the brenton my the tunic, lift him off the ground, and shove him over the edge of the central space sending him crashing down into the pool of water on the floor before. snapping up his greatsword Okan leapt down and sent his new sword's blade through the back of the brenton; who had been moving to get up. Pulling himself up out of the pool, Okan swung his legs over the small wall, and shook off the water that was clinging to his body. letting out another battle hiss Okan charged for the door and out towards the main battle.

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ASUM'S POV

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Asum screamed as he was pulled through the air. Below him he could see trails, trees, and the occasional traveler. None of that matter much to him as he was pulled through the air by an unseen force. And the further he flew the tighter the force seemed to grip him. then in aheartbeat Asum changed direction instead of flying across the sky he found himself hurtling downwards at an angle, eventually crashing into the snow but still skidding through it as the force continued to pull him. he felt his back hit something stone as his head snapped backwards slamming into the same object and making stars burst in front of his eyes. blinking trying to clear his vision Asum could only mutter. "it's not real. It's not real. Savos said it's not real." He neary jumped out of his scales when a voice spoke in front of him. "not real huh?" a second later Asum felt a metal fist connect with the side of his jaw knocking him over. then another this one making his cough up blood as he accidentally bit his lip. A kick to the stomach so strong it made him throw up blood, bile and a bit of leftover food from dinner.

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when no attack hit him again Asum thought the assault was over; he was wrong. Asum yelped in pain as someone grabbed a fist full of his head feathers and lifted him off the ground. His head felt like it was going to split open as he felt the person take a step forward and slam his face, nose and jaw into the side of a rock wall. Slumping down the wall Asum gasped for breath, very aware the warm feeling that covered his face was his own blood. But his assault wasn't over yet; Asum gasped and sobbed in pain as he felt his assailant grab his other horn and spin him around. "still think I'm not real?" Asum never got the chance to respond; because before he could speak, his attacker grabbed the front of his face and slammed the back of his head against the stone wall. For a moment everything around him echoed. It was like time slowed.

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He could barely see out of his eyes, and when he did try to open them they would sting because of the blood dripping down into them. his head felt like it was being torn apart, and he knew he had probably lost several head feather when he'd been grabbed. His jaw felt like it was broken, and he could feel several small bits of broken teeth in his mouth. even as his knees hit the hard cold ground he could feel himself fading. As the ground rushed up to meet his face Asum couldn't help but be very aware at just how alone he was right now. There was no Okan here to protect him, and no perceivable hope of ever seeing Okan again.

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AN: WELL FOLKS CHAPTER 15 IS UP AND DONE.

WHAT DO YOU ALL THINK?

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SO OKAN HAS A NEW SWORD, ASUM'S BEEN KIDDNAPPED/SPIRITED AWAY, AND THE COLLEGE IS BEING ATTACKED.

BUT BY WHO? AND WHY?

READ MY NEXT CHAPTER TO FIND OUT.

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A SUPER HUGE THANK TO fantasylover95 FOR LETTING ME BOUNCE IDEAS OFF THEM. THANK YOU SO MUCH!