Well, here I am again with chapter I (Part 1 was the prologue) of this story.

Reviews are still appreciated and flaming still isn't.

And again, I'm not going to say more than this, so let's get started!

Chapter I: Anger and sorrow

Fearfully, Nino looked at the destruction the part of the group that should follow her was causing. To her left, the heavily armoured general whom his companions called Oswin, pushed his lance through the stomach of a swordsman. To her right, the berserker who was called Dart crushed the skull of a shaman with his axe. From behind her, the sniper named Rebecca shot down a paladin who was causing Bartre trouble.

This way, they slowly moved onward, leaving a mountain of dark-robed corpses. Nino was only looking at all the different kinds of injuries. She didn't even know that there existed so many types of wounds.

But suddenly, someone broke her chain of thoughts. "Watch out, Nino!" a mounted healer called Priscilla yelled. Nino looked up and saw a knight throwing his javelin at her. She screamed and casted the spell she already had to cast this night. She lifted her Elfire tome and panicky murmured the spell. A fireball flew and burned down the javelin. She casted the next page of her book and the knight got trapped in a pillar of fire.

"Oh what a great spell", the paladin whom they call Sain, who didn't do much yet, said, "But not as great as your lovely face, Nino!" Nino gave him a strange look.

"Hey, lass, how old are you?" Dart yelled. "Fourteen, why?" Nino answered. Suddenly, Sain's face showed an emotion Nino couldn't fully place. Maybe it was surprise, she thought. But it didn't have to bother her now.

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Meanwhile, Jaffar sliced open the twentieth-or-somewhat-like-that axe fighter and he began to think how much longer he could survive. Exhaustion became master over his body and even his insignificant daggers began to feel like tons.

Then, a paladin in purple armour came out of the shadows.

"Jaffar, you filthy traitor. You shall be punished by the loyal force of Lady Ursula."

"So it's you, Maxime. You're so despicable. You always were Ursula's puppy. And now you're going to kill me to earn some favour? Bah!"

"If I'm lucky, I'll be promoted to one of the four fangs in your place!"

"You? Laughable!"

"Die, traitor!"

Maxime attacked Jaffar with his (or her, can someone please tell me? For now, I'm going to say "he") lance. Jaffar took his last energy together and jumped right onto the lance. He had trouble keeping his balance, but he threw himself at Maxime nonetheless. Maxime's horse reared and Jaffar had to make a swift back flip to not get bashed by its hooves. He dodged another lance stab and jumped right on the horse's head. But he was too tired and easily thrown off by its rider.

Maxime was preparing for a finishing stab.

'So this was it? Nino, please be safe' he thought.

"Die, traitor!"

Jaffar closed his eyes, listening to the horses gallop. He shared his full strength. He jumped as high as he could. He opened his eyes again, looked down and landed right on the paladin, stabbing his dagger into his neck.

Maxime was thrown off of his horse and landed on the ground.

"You pathetic… traitor…" where his last words.

Jaffar had won… But he didn't see a swordsman sneaking up at him from behind. He got slashed in the back. He fell on the ground and the swordsman was pulling out for the final blow, but suddenly, he felt a short spear in his stomach.

Jaffar looked surprised. He looked at the direction the spear came from.

'Nino! She must've found aid! But from who?'

"Jaffar!"

"Nino! Who are those people?"

"They're a group who's obviously here to save the prince!"

Jaffar tried to stand up. He tumbled.

"Jaffar! You're injured!"

"I know. Wait a second." He took a bottle which was filled with Elixir, Nino could see at the blue colour.

"I could take a refreshment anyway", Jaffar said and drunk a little bit of the bluish liquid.

"That feels better!"

"Jaffar… thank god you're not dead.

"Hmpf! I never had a high meaning of god. Anyways, good to see you're safe, too."

But right in the moment joy was on its best, a voice came from the dark.

"Annoying little girl!"

"Ursula!" Jaffar shouted.

"Why don't you just die as Lady Sonia wishes? Your dead would please your mother more than your life ever did! Eat my Bolting!!"

A thunder bolt came down at Nino. She screamed. She fell on her knees, then with her face down on the ground.

There swelled a bad feeling in Jaffar's belly, like a shock freezing his entire body in one second. He heard a sniper yelling something, then a healer on horseback came to him.

"Hm… that looks bad…" she said, "But I'll try whatever lies in my might. Heal!!"

She lifted her staff and Nino got surrounded by a blue light.

A few seconds later, the light pillar faded again. Not much has changed. Nino still laid there and didn't move, although she didn't look as ravaged anymore. The troubadour discussed something with the sniper. The only thing Jaffar could understand was "I'll call Serra."

The feeling in his belly changed to that of boiling lava.

"Ursula! Prepare yourself!"

After yelling that, he ran. He ran into a hall where he suspected Ursula could be. And for true, he could see the shape of the valkyrie in the dark. She threw a fire ball at him, but he had no problem dodging it by just running forward.

He jumped at Ursula and then performed a move as fast that it looked as if there where two of him, leaving two deep cuts in Ursula's body.

Her sight got foggy. Slowly, she glided off of her horse and landed on the floor severely.

As she felt her life streaming out of her, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't bring out a word.

Maybe because of her loss of blood, her body felt very lightly for one moment. Then, all went black.

But Jaffar wasn't satisfied yet. He pushed his daggers into her face. He looked pitiful at the blood flooding out, then, he hacked of her neck.

"Stop it Jaffar. She's dead."

Jaffar turned around and saw a familiar face.

"Hurricane, what are you doing here?"

"I just got rid of the chest here."

"You didn't change at all."

"But you did, Angel of Death."

"…"

"Come, one of our better healers is treating Nino."

The two former Black Fang members vanished into the dark. Seconds later, they appeared again, right next to Nino. A woman in a white coat with pink hair in two pigtails, a torch in one hand and a staff in the other, screamed and gave the two men a scary look.

"Don't worry Serra, it's me, Lagault. Just go on."

The woman who Legault called Serra still looked scared.

"Oh, you can trust this guy too, just start."

"Okay!" Serra said and lifted her staff, still not looking at all comfortable.

"Little girl, you will receive the honour to be saved by my wonderful hands. Evil spirits, take my Mend staff!"

Serra's staff lighted up and the area around Nino was caught in a ball of deep blue.

But nothing happened. Everything and everyone was silent. The three people looked hopefully at the little girl, especially Jaffar, but there was no movement in her. Slowly, the blue light faded again. Jaffar looked up at Serra, but she just gave him a sombre gaze and shook her head. But suddenly, there was a little motion. Serra first didn't notice, but the trained eyes of the two men looked at Nino. There, a finger moved! The faces of the two former Black Fang's cleared up. Serra inspected them and saw surprise. And she saw joy. Very big joy.

Nino turned her head to the side, then she gave a sound. It was a very low and weak mumble, but it was a sound. She was alive. She was alive!

"We'll bring her to the camp and give her proper treatment. That way, she'll survive for sure." Serra said.

But Jaffar didn't hear her. He could only one thing. He heard his own voice saying words never spoken, but they where evidently true.

'She's alive! She's alive!'

Shaking from joy and exhaustion, he followed the unknown group who Nino was with and who had saved her to their camp.

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That's finally done! Please review and tell me how it was!