ok, thanks for everyone that gave me ideas on how i should do this chapter, most people wanted a Dorran's POV, but then some just wanted me to continue on, so i kinda did both, with the help of EragonPeep i now actually have a story line-sorta so you get a giant cookie!!!! ok, anyway, next chapter there will be a time skip, i'm thinking a couple of weeks, so try not to get too freaked out or anything, i'll rethink it though and see how it plays out. anyway, on to the next chapter!!

claimer:i own just about everything:D

enjoy this confusing chapter ! lol.

35.-Memories of forgotten shadows

Kalanie's POV

I was unconscious for most of the trip back, Faolan ran faster than any human was capable of so it didn't take long for us to get back to the tunnels. The dreams that ran through my head were strange and murky, creatures swarmed around me as I searched for the light that had disappeared, their long tendrils reaching for me, clutching at my arms and face, entangled in my hair. But all the while I fought them, searching still for the light that I knew was there somewhere in the distance, the only thing capable of saving me from the unseen monsters.

But I couldn't find the one object that could rescue me and all the while the shadow creatures were getting closer to engulfing my whole body, their entwining masses wrapping around my arms and legs rendering me immobile. I clutched desperately to the trees of the forest in hope that I could hold on to them and not just drift away with the evil spirits towards some unforeseen end that would not be pleasant.

A pair of golden eyes appeared from the gloom, the feral glare of the creature staring at me, unblinking, its form higher up than even a horses'. Its eyes were the only source of light in this demon-place, so I strained forwards, reaching out to the creature, my hands clutching at its fur in an attempt to pull myself closer to it. I would not have cared if it had eaten me at that point, just anything to not be swallowed by the eternal darkness of the demons.

Then the monsters face loomed above me and I realized that it was a wolf, and something strange sparked in my mind, it reminded me of the night-pelted wolf I had seen in my dream, how long ago had it been now? It seemed like an eternity, but I recognized this wolf in particular because of its strange glowing golden eyes.

I stared deep into them, absorbing the unnatural light, as if they were capable of warding off the evil in this dream-forest. But then the eyes grew dark, the light fading, turning black. I tried to open my mouth but it was sealed tightly, now even my screams were lost in this hell-place. But then as I watched the eyes turned familiar, the onyx orbs boring into mine, and I remembered, I remembered the reason for my panic which was the source of this fear-ridden nightmare. I remembered where I had seen those eyes before, they were Dorran's. Dorran was the monster.

Then his fur leapt at me, withering like serpents as they entwined my body, encasing me in the cold hair, wrapping my body so tight that I couldn't move, I tried to scream but it was as if the lungs had been ripped out of my chest.

And then he laughed, the deep throaty chuckle echoing eerily around the woods, and as if that was a signal the shadows leapt as me, and then everything was dark again.

Faolan POV (doubt there'll be many of these so enjoy it while you can:D)

Kalanie stirred restlessly in my arms, either having a nightmare or reacting to the fever that plagued her body. It was just a miracle that she was alive, a couple more hours and she would have been gone for sure. I would have healed her myself if I knew how to, obviously. That was just one of the many skills that werewolves didn't need to worry about, seeing as we heal fast anyway there really wasn't any point in taking the time to mix up a potion or conduct a spell because the injured would be back up and running before the thing was even finished.

I'd never believed in medicines, the idea of using magic or herbs for healing just seemed totally pointless. But then, when you're a magical creature sometimes you don't have a choice. When you have a disease that only your kind can get and you don't particularly want to die, then you'd just about try anything, even if it seemed completely useless at the time. But then, sometimes things go wrong when you're trying to discover which concoctions work, or turn out to be lethal. My mother was one of those examples.

I looked down at the girl in my arms, her body was now still and limp, but I could here her heart beating, if faintly, safely in her chest, but that could change if I didn't get her back quickly. My feet had carried us automatically, following the directions that my nose gave them as I followed the sent I had left behind when I had traveled through here.

Her skin was icy against mine, her damp hair sticking to my arms and her dress sagging and torn against her figure. She gasped and my eyes shot down, her lips were moving, but no audible sound came out. I leaned down and made my ear hover over her lips, listening.

Rage filled me when I heard his name; my brother had to hurt her in her dreams too then? If he was going to leave couldn't he do it in a way where it wouldn't cause her so much pain? I growled and shot my mind outwards, attempting to jab it into his head so that I could yell at him and show him what his absence was doing to her, to hurt him in a way I knew he would not be able to get over.

I could feel the presence of his mind, I knew where he was, but I couldn't break through his mind's barriers, he was too well taught. Thanks a lot father, I thought bitterly, silently cursing his grave for teaching his youngest son the power of blocking his mind in a way that no other being could intrude upon his thoughts.

After I make sure Kalanie is in no immediate danger I'm hunting that rat down and making him suffer for what he has caused! YOU HEAR THAT BROTHER?! I'M COMING AFTER YOU, SO I SUGEST YOU START RUNNING!

I grinned savagely, projecting the last thought to the forest in hope of him hearing it, if not through his mind then through the minds of the other forest inhabitants. The thought of a fight made my teeth ache with the longing of ripping through flesh, I hadn't been in a good brawl for too long, this would be fun.

Dorran POV (it was hard to write, so try not to jump down my throat if it isnt very good :))

The tree splintered into billions of tiny pieces as I crushed it, the fragments piercing the skin under my scales, but I didn't care, it felt better that way.

What was I doing? Why had I left? I didn't know, confusion washed over my brain as I though back to what I had done, what had made me so angry? Why did I even care about what happened to her? But I knew the reason why, I just wasn't ready to admit that I might, perhaps, like her, presumably more than I should.

The fact that I had even met her had been a mistake, not for me, but for her, she would have never been turned into a monster if it hadn't been for me, she could have had a normal life, and maybe if I hadn't gone to her house in the first place whatever killed her grandmother wouldn't have followed me, and then Kalanie would still have some family.

Even though she had said that she thought her life was better this way, I knew different, I could tell that she missed her old life sometimes, not just her grandmother, but the simplicity of the life she had grown up with. Now things were complicated and I could tell that the stress was getting to her mind, making things harder for her.

I had severed our mental link almost completely, leaving one small strand still in place so that I could tell if she was in any harm at all, but not enough so that she might know that I was still there. I was being selfish, I should have let her get on with her life without me, she didn't need me anyway. But I couldn't, I could survive without knowing if she was okay, I couldn't exist if she didn't, it just wasn't possible.

I sat in the middle of the burnt patch I had created, the land around burnt and lifeless, like myself. It was as if she was my life, my everything, and I was dead without her. She had passed here earlier and I had been tempted to reach out to her, make it better, but I couldn't bring myself to. I brought Faolan instead, leading him here with false distress signals that he had though were coming from Kalanie so that he could take her back without me revealing myself.

It was almost humorous really, I had met her only a couple of days ago, but I had known instantly that she had to be mine. I had heard tales of love at first sight, but I had never truly believed in it until I first saw her.

I huddled on the barren earth, my eyes welded shut and my talons tearing the earth, until I finally couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't just sit around, if I couldn't be with her for fear of destroying her life even more, then I would get as far away as possible.

I stood, and without even thinking my form changed and I ran into the forest, my paws seeming to fly from the speed, but I gained no pleasure from the feeling. I was running away, away from my problems, away from my duty, away from the person I loved.

Deep in the mountain a wolf howled, the haunting, lonely melody perfectly mirroring my mood. I had no idea what was to become of my life, but I knew that I had to keep on living, if not for myself, then for Kalanie, to make sure she made it through whatever becomes of her existence, and to make sure that she forgets all about me and lives her life to the fullest. To make sure she didn't dwell in the memories of forgotten shadows. Like me.

i'm really sorry if this chapter wasnt any good, but hopefully things'll start getting alot better after something actually happens and starts tying everything together, not that i'm planning on ending this anytime soon or anything :D

and plus, if this is a hit, there will deffinitly be a sequel, i've already thought of the title too :D

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