Rain in the Forest Part 12


Over the course of the next five or so years, all of those from Crysalys’, Myrth’s, Colis’, Jub’s, and Trevor’s generation have under gone intense training for the war that was going to happen.

Everyone still heard the words that Crysalys had spoken to everyone when she was young, everyone wanted to stop fighting, but they couldn’t accept the others just yet.

Neither Trevor or Cyrsalys had forgotten about the other. During the day they didn’t have time to think about what the other was up to, but at night, when things were calm and everyone else was asleep, all they could do was think about the other. Wondering if they were still alive, what they were doing now, and if they thought of them.

Trevor still had a well defined scar from Crysalys. He had grown up a lot in five years. He was a lot stronger, more muscular, smarter, her knew why what happened that day happened. The two sides, while willing to forgive one another, were not ready for such a large step just yet. A marriage was unheard of at the time. But what he said to her he still wanted to carry out. He could only hope she still meant what she said about the bite marking him as hers.

Crysalys would lay awake next to Myrth every night, she could never handle staying in her chamber alone at night. Scar, Silver, and Romona were too large to all fit in the chamber along with them, but they lay asleep right outside every night.

This night was a restless night for Crysalys. She was, as usual, wondering about Trevor, the gunners, and the war. She didn’t want this war but she had no choice on the matter she didn’t want to hurt her mother anymore than she has. She wondered if the gunners even thought about just calling a trues between the two. And of course, Trevor. She wondered mainly about him. How he was doing, if he still had her mark on him, if he still had the same views as she did, if he was even still alive! But mostly she wondered if when this was all over if he would ask her again. If he would still want her as his bride.

She sighed and sat up. Soon she’d need to take a husband, but whom? Offers had already poured in for her. It wasn’t all that much of a surprise to her. She had gotten taller, she had full hips, a large chest, though she had abs, lots of arm muscle, powerful legs. She grew her bangs so it covered her right eye, she thought she looked better that way. The skin around her eyes had become fully black, her lips darker then blood red, and her nails were black.

Even Crysalys couldn’t deny the fact that she thought she was beautiful, but she wasn’t happy.

She looked over at Myrth in the darkness. He lyed there with not a care in the world about anything. She wished she could be like that for one night. Not worry about anything and could just sleep.

She found it funny how Myrth had seen the most of her, had held her, had protected her on more than one occasion, he had been there when others hadn’t, he had named her, yet not one of those offers had come from Myrth. She would sometimes wonder if she wasn’t pretty enough for him. And then she began to wonder what it was that didn’t attract him to her like everyone else.

As she had thought, Colis had asked the second the elders said that she was capable of marrying. But she didn’t want to marry anyone in the cave.

But she still wondered that maybe if Myrth asked her she’d say yes and she’d forget all about Trevor. But she’d marked him years before, she promised him then that he was her’s.

She sighed and left the chamber careful not to wake Myrth or any of her partners. She quietly walked to the ridge of the opening.

She stood out in the night air and looked up at the almost full moon. She sat down on the path and enjoyed the open air around her.

“Can’t sleep?” Someone asked behind her. She didn’t need to turn around, she knew it was Myrth.

“Yeah.” She said in her distant voice she always used now.

“What’s on your mind?” He asked sitting next to her.

She shrugged, “I’m just thinking about it all.” She said.

“The war?” He asked.

She nodded.

“Crysalys,”He started, “I know you don’t want to fight them like this. But we can’t do anything about it. If we could I’d be doing any and everything I could because I know it’d make you happy.”

“Why is it everyone always cares about me and not anyone else?” She asked.

He smiled slightly, “You’re the beast princess.” He said, “You’re supposed to be our hope, our ultimate warrior, our savior. The most beautiful woman ever.”

“Do you think I’m beautiful, Myrth?” She asked almost scared of the answer.

“Of course I do.” He said, “Why would you ask such a question?”

She only looked into his eyes, and even without the power they’d obtained he knew exactly what she was thinking.

“Oh, Crysalys.” He said wrapping her in a hug as tears began to fall from her green eyes, “I’m sorry.”

“I just wanna know.” She said.

“You were bit.” He said, “And not for me. I know you marked him that day. I know he’ll mean a lot more to you then I ever will like that. If you didn’t I’d of been the first one to ask you when you were deemed old enough.”

“If I hadn’t of bitten him, would you want to marry me today?” She asked.

“No.” He said, Crysalys almost pulled away, “I’d want to marry you when all of this is over the land is at peace again. Then we can have kids who don’t have to grow up like we did. I know you don’t want them to be like us. But I can’t marry you, can I?”

“And to think all this time I thought it was because I wasn’t pretty enough for you.” She laughed.

“Hey,” He said making her look at him, “You are the most beautiful girl in the cave. But I don’t look at you as anything other than my sister. And I don’t want you to look at me as anything other than your brother.”

“Is that why you named me?” She asked.

He shrugged, “I just thought it suited you a lot.”

“Do you think, Trevor’s looking at the same moon as we are?” She asked.

“I think he is.” He told her, “You’re gonna get cold if you stay out here.”

“Just a while longer.” She said.

“Alright.” Myrth complied.

In the town, it was true. Trevor was looking at the same moon as they were, for the most part.

“You need to pick a wife before the war begins.” Joseph told him son, “As soon as it’s over you’ll be head of the town, so you’ll need to marry, get an heir ready.”

Trevor was only half listening, he was wondering the same thing Crysalys was. He wanted her to be looking at the moon so it was like they were watching together.

“Trevor.” His father said, “I’m growing old. I can’t keep running the town forever. It’s your turn. And if I may suggest to you, bards make exceptional wives.”

“A bard?” He asked, “Father if I’m going to marry a girl it’s not going to be a bard. No offence mother, but their not my cup of tea.”

“I’m sure you’ll change your mind.” She said, “There is no woman more beautiful than a bard.”

“I beg to differ.” He mumbled looking back out at the moon. She was only a young girl, but Crysalys was the most beautiful girl he’d of ever seen.

“Just keep an open mind.” His mother told him, “Star and Chime have taken to my heritage.”

He sighed, “I’ll think about it.” He said, “But I don’t promise that I’ll find a girl before the war starts.”

“Perhaps we could help,” His father offered, “What kind of girls are interested in?”

Trevor thought for a moment, “She has to be smart.” He said, “But not a complete brainiac, she has to be pretty enough to turn a few heads, sweet, she has to care about people. She has to be strong, mentally and physically, I want a woman with a sense of adventure, she has to want to try things she never has before, I want her to be wild. And I’m a sucker for green eyes.”

His father nodded, “We’ll see what we can find.”

He nodded.

The moon was almost full. He knew it would be tomorrow night that it began. He was just hoping he could see his hopeful bride to be before she killed him.



Rain in the Forest Part 11


Dawn came early for both sides.

Trevor complied to having the sake over his head and his hands bound behind his back.

Jub agreed to go with Joseph only on knowing he’d be safe.

Each of the sides had all of their allies with them, exceptions were the bards and healers.

Each held their heads up high as they walked through their territory to the designated meeting place.

Joseph and his group arrived first. He looked back and forth through the trees and thicket, but he was no movement.

He cursed to himself thinking they probably killed him first. Just as he was about to turn around and yell at Jub, he saw movement in the forest.

As far as his eye could see, stretching out from end to end of the forest, the edge was lined with warriors, thiefs, necromancers, black mages, and of course beast masters.

“Which of you is the beast princess?” He demanded.

Some of them stepped aside, and out of the shadows of the forest came a small girl. She had bark brown hair, green eyes that held anyone who looked at them, her left eye was dark, her right eye was light, she had a horrible scar on her right eye. The skin around her eyes looked like they were turning black, her lips were dark as if she had make up on. Her body was covered in what looked like tattoos of dragons, each was black. She was dressed in animal skins, small amounts of armor of a warrior, and had black mage earings. Each ear had multiple piercings. She was no taller then maybe five feet, but just by looking at her you knew she could tear anyone she wanted to apart.

“You’re the head of the town?” She asked calmly.

He nodded. Usually he’d be yelling at her, but they had his only son and he didn’t want to set her off.

“Where is my son?” He asked as calmly as he could.

“I assure you, he’s safe.” She said, “I would like to speak with you about a few things.”

“Not just a trues?” He asked.

She shook her head, “It has come to my attention that you have sent rangers into our forest at night.” She started, “Looking for me personably, Why? Why, would you cross such a line for me?”

“Well,” He began trying to find words,”I’ve heard every legend about beast princess. I was afraid you’d kill first and ask questions later.”

“That’s not it.” She told him, the entire side of gunners questioned what was going on, while the beast master’s side wasn’t wavered at all.

“Then what do you believe it is?” He asked her.

“You’re afraid of me.” She said and smirked, “You’ve studied those old legends your entire life. And from them you have made in your mind what you thought was going to be me. Am I what you pictured?”

“No exactly.” He said.

“Then how did you picture me?” She asked just toying with him now, “Taller?”

He nodded.


He nodded again.


He nodded.

“A larger chest?”

“You’re still developing.” He told her.

It was her turn to nod, “But you’re avoiding the question.”

He nodded grudgingly.

“You pictured me to be as the legends tell, a young beautiful woman, large chested, tall, strong, fast, an emanating blood lust you can feel for a mile. Didn’t you?” She asked.

He sighed, “That was the only thing we had to go on.” He said.

She shrugged understanding his point.

“But you still sent your rangers into our forests to find a little girl you were terrified of.” She said.

“I didn’t know you were a little girl.” He defended.

“You do now.” She said, “Are you still afraid?”

His face began to get red, “I’ve never been scared before in my life.” He barked.

“That’s a lie if I ever heard one.” She said, “All of us are afraid at times. That’s what makes us human. You call us savages, but it wasn’t us who locked up our only son for a year after being told both sides of the story.”

“What story?” He demanded.

“The one we’re still fighting over.” She told him, “Bout the girl, the medicine for her mother, about her dying by the hand of a gunner, and then your men turned up dead the next morning on the steps of the church.”

“We let her go.” He said, “You killed her.”

She shook her head, “We understand: She went down to get the herbs, was caught, explained herself to you, and you let her go on her way. On the way back up the mountain, one of the gunners you exiled that day killed her, kept her alive long enough to bring him to where we dwell, he told us that other gunners killed her. In our rage a hand full of beast masters followed him down to the town, and killed those they thought were responsible for the death of their own. We were both had.” She explained, “Neither is to blame. We were tricked in our blindness of hate, and we took it out on you. For that I want to apologise.”

All of those on the gunners side froze. They wanted to apologise?

Joseph cleared his throught, “And what if we do not accept your apology?” He asked.

She snapped her fingers, out of the darkness of the forest three boys stepped forward. One blond with blue eyes, one brown haired with blue eyes, and the third was Trevor. His hands were tied behind his back and his mouth was gagged.

“Trevor.” Joseph said alarmed, he never thought that they’d capture him like this.

“If you do not accept, then I must first apologise for what will happen, and then I’ll kill him.” She said calmly.

Everyone’s eyes went wide. She said no harm would come to either Jub or Trevor. Was she going back on that?

“Don’t be so rash.” He said, “Let’s talk about this.”

She nodded, “And that’s what we will do.” She said.

Myrth and Colis forced Trevor to sit down.

“You’ve been hunting in our forests, killing our animals, and then you blame us for what’s not out fault.” She said scratching behind Scar’s ears as he, Silver, and Romona showed up at her side.

“What does this have to do with anything?” He asked now more causes of his words with his son’s life on the line.

“We feel it’s time to put what’s past, in the past.” She said, “Let’s bury the hatchet. We’ve all grown up being taught that the other side is savage, and we’re always better then them, and no matter what the others will always think higher then us. But I think it’s about time we stop fighting over something so old.”

“Why?” Joseph asked.

“You’re son said it best.” She said looking over at Trevor for a second, “We’ve been told we all need to marry, and that choice has to be the best for everyone. But no one in our generation wants to get married while we’re still fighting. We want our kids, who could potentially be your grandchildren, to grow up looking at each other as equals. We don’t want the war to go on for them. We want it stop, and we want a trues, if we bury the hatchet now then there’s still hope for the future.”

“You just want us to surrender so you can slight our throughts at night!” Someone far behind the head “yelled.

“If we were going to kill you.” She told them, “We’d of done it already.”

They all froze again. Could they? They did have the beast princess back after so long, and if the legends were true then they should be. But she just said she wanted peace.

“I don’t want anyone to think we’re going to kill anyone anymore.” She said, “I don’t want anyone to think that the other side is evil. We need to accept our differences, put them aside, and live along side each other like we did before.”

“And why should we listen to a little girl like you?” The head asked.

She shrugged, “You don’t have too,” She said, “As soon as you get your son back you can attack us all you want in fact. But I just want to say what I think would be best for everyone, to those I haven’t reached yet.”

Trevor started to say something but was stopped by the gag.

“At least take the gag off him.” Joseph begged.

She nodded and Myrth took it off.

Trevor took a deep breath, “Father what she has to say will be the future.” He told them, “We all want a world where no one had to fight with anyone else anymore, right?”

Everyone on the gunner’s side looked around, they all did want it but no one would admit it.

“If we stopped fighting right now, then Star and Chime wouldn’t be victim to this world anymore.” He said, “And if we’re lucky someone from each side could marry to hold to the trues.”

“That’s what you were after this entire time!” Colis yelled drawing his sword towards him.

“That’s enough Colis.” Crysalys told him.


“That’s enough.” She said, “No more war.”

“I wasn’t even meaning me.” He said, “Or her. But It was a thought.”

“It’s true,” Jub said, “Before the incident the beast princess of the time was going to be married to one of the gunners for true peace. But then it all happened.”

She nodded, “Let’s not repeat the past.” She said, “But let’s bury it. I don’t want to deal with it anymore. Do any of you?”

Everyone closed their eyes saying a silent no.

Crysalys got it. She untied Trevor, he walked over to his side.

“Does this make us square?” She asked.

Joseph smiled, “It might take a little longer then this, but I know we wont fight anymore.”

She nodded, “I don’t care if we still have differences, but I don’t want us to fight anymore.”

“I suppose we could bury the hatchet now.” He said, “It will be good for those who are ignorant to this war.”

“You mean your daughters?” She asked.

He laughed lightly, “They know what goes on.” He said.

“I wish they didn’t.” She said.

“So do I.” He said.

As each side turned to leave, Trevor couldn’t hold it inside him anymore.

“Hey, Crysalys?” He asked, She stopped and looked at him, “Since we aren’t fighting anymore, when we’re both of age, will you do me the honour of being my bride?”

They all wanted peace, but it was too soon for that. Before anyone could move, Crysalys lunged forward at him. She she being pulled back by Garther, but she managed to sink her teeth deep in his shoulder. Trevor was being pulled away as well.

She looked him right in the eye, his blood staining her mouth red, “This makes you mine.” She told him and let go.

Trevor was pushed down the steep hill towards town. Crysalys was pulled away by several beast masters, warriors, and necromancers.

Each were pulled back to where they belonged.

Trevor was locked back up in the dungeons and tortured. Crysalys was tossed around, shook, and whipped with her own whip.

It hurt both Jub and Myrth to watch this happen to their friends.

“You cannot mix with them!” Joseph yelled at him, “We would have been at peace right now, but you had ask her such a question! Maybe when you actually were of age it would have been alright, but not now!”

“I love her.” Trevor muttered to him, “You can’t change that fact.”

“You’re an idiot.” He hissed, “If you loved her you’d of waited.”

“I couldn’t wait.” He said, “If I waited then she’d of gotten another request and married someone else.”

“You’d still be alive.” He said, “That bite mark she gave you, that indicates she’s going to kill you.”

“You can do whatever you want.” He said, “I will always love her.”

And evil smirk spread across his face.

Crysalys was chained down like a prisoner, and with each crack of the whip it came down heavily on her bare back.

“Kenshil, stop.” Myrth said trying to help his friend.

“Myrth don’t involved.” She hissed, “It’s my problem.”

“I’m not going to let you suffer like this.” He said.

“I’ll suffer more if you get hurt, now back off.” She ordered.

It hurt Myrth to watch his friend get punished simply for being bit by the bug. But it hurt him more when she yelled.

He turned around and walked away, he couldn’t look at her. He’d want t kill Keshil.

Lilly was bawling her eyes out. Not only had her little girl fallen in love with a gunner, but she was being punished for falling in love. She couldn’t take it. If she knew all of this was going to happen when she had her daughter she would have left her in the town at night, and she would have never come to love her like she did.

Of course Lilly knew she could never do that. She’d love Crysalys no matter what, that’s what mothers do.

“You can’t fall in love with a gunner.” Garther told her.

“They aren’t any good.” Awkie hissed.

“All a gunner will ever do is get you pregnant, break your heart, and leave you alone to die.” Tia told her.

“Gunners are bad.” Keshil told her.

“Not all are bad.” She said, reseaving another crack across her back, “But not all are good.”

Another beast master walked forward and picked her up best he could by her hair.

“You’re a nave little girl.” He told her, “We shouldn’t of listened to you about it. A beast princess it supposed to fight and kill. Not try and smooth things over.”

“Maybe I’m not like all the others.” She spat.

“It was too soon to try and make peace.” Issa said entering the arena.

“Issa, you shouldn’t be here.” Garther said.

“I know.” She told her husband, “But there is nothing we can do about her feelings towards a gunner, she was bitten.”

Everyone gasped, “And everyone knows once you’re bitten you can’t go back.” She told them,” But right now Lilly’s suffering more for her daughter then any of us will ever know. Crysalys is the beast princess, the elders are never wrong, but she’s not like any of the others. She’s been born to bring this land to what it should be, and what it should be is at peace. She has the right idea, but the gunners will never truly listen.”

“Trevor listened.” She said.

“I know.” She said gently stroking her hair as a couple tear began to fall from her eyes, “I don’t want to alarm you, but-

“They’ll probably kill him for saying what he did.” She said, “Or they’ll bring in an alchemist to make him forget all about me.”

“Can I tell you a secret, Crysalys?” She nodded, “Even if the spell, or the science, or whatever existed, it wouldn’t work. They way he looked at you, he was bitten just as bad as you were if not worse. He’ll never forget about you.”

“But things are too different.” She said, “We can’t ever-

“Right now.” She said, “Maybe when the war’s over. But first we need you be that princess you aren’t. Blood thirsty, evil, a killer for fun. I know you don’t want to, but it will be the only way.”

She sniffed, “Let me out of these things.”

“Not until you agree to forget about the gunner and be our princess.” Keshil told her.

“You’ve never been bitten, Keshil.” Issa told him, “You can’t ever forget about that person when you are. Her mind can be kept off him for a while, but she can never forget about him.”

He looked away, he knew he’d been beat.

“I will be your princess.” She said, “I will be your warrior, I will be whatever you want me too. But don’t make my mama cry anymore.”

They all stopped. Crysalys wasn’t selfish like they thought. And as they thought back to everything she’s done, they knew.

She always got the runts because she didn’t want them to be hurt, she tried really hard to be a healer to make her mother proud, she was glad she got hit by the bear and not Myrth or Colis, she wanted this to stop because she wanted it stop hurting her mother. The only thing she was selfish about was wanting the war to end, and Trevor.

She’d force herself to stop thinking about him and focus on her training, she’d become the ultimate warrior for them if that’s what they wanted, but she wanted the fighting to stop, that, Trevor, and everyone else’s happiness was all she wanted.

And as everyone knew that, they all felt bad taking away her life to be what they wanted and need and she selflessly accepted and went to it as they wished. And then the few things that she wanted she couldn’t have. It hurt them more then she’d ever know, but they couldn’t thank her enough.

“Alright.” Keshil said and unchained her.

Tia and Issa dressed her wounds, and wrapped a new shirt around her.

“As soon as you’re all healed your new training will start.” Keshil told her.

“And mama wont cry?” She asked, he nodded, “Myrth, Colis, Silver, Romona, and Scar wont be hurt by my actions anymore?” He nodded.

She nodded and left with the others to her mother, she was still crying but stopped soon after Crysalys held her close.

Trevor was offered a similar deal, it was his mother who convinced his father. He was to start the new training of a gunner tomorrow, and he was to put Crysalys out of his mind as much as he could.


Rain in the Forest Part 10


It had been a year since Crysalys and Trevor had first met. Not a word form either of them since then.

Trevor was still bound in the dungeons picturing his future wife.

Crysalys was roaming the forests by herself, other times with Silver, Romona, and Scar. She was looking for either Trevor or Jub incase they were lost. Slowly though her trust in them was fading, she began to wonder if they even remembered her at all. And if the things they told her about wanting the same things as she did was the truth. They could have used it against her. They knew where she went to bathe often, they could use it to kill her.

At this point, she didn’t care so long as she could talk to him again.

Trevor wasn’t budging with his father either, he didn’t want the war, but he wanted to leave to see her. He couldn’t stop thinking about her, just wondering if she still thought about him.

He was deep in a daydream when his father came to the cell and cleared his throught gaining the attention of both boys.

“I have a proposition for you two.” He said.

“We do not accept.” Trevor hissed.

“You don’t even know what it is yet.” Joseph told him.

“Don’t need to know.” Trevor told him, “I know you want us to hunt her down and kill her.”

“Oh nothing like that.” He told her, “However I do want to meet her.”

“Not a chance.” Trevor hissed.

“Son, your mother is worried sick about you down here.” He told him, “Jub’s parents think he’s dead. I will allow both of you your freedom, on one condition.”

“What’s that?” He asked.

“You need to go back out to the forest, find the beast princess, and tell her I’d love to meet with her about the trues.” He told them, “Tell her I would have gotten to her sooner, but there were so many people in the town who weren’t sure about wanting to be at peace after so long with them. Tell her to meet me in my office in the town day after tomorrow. There we will talk about the trues of the two sides.”

“What if she doesn’t believe us?” Jub asked.

“Then you convince her.” He snarled.

“And if she doesn’t show even if we do tell her?” Trevor asked.

“Well then, I’ll kill both of you.” He said.

Jub and Trevor both bit there lip. She wasn’t going to willingly walk into an obviuse trap like that. But she would be willing to meet with him.

“You don’t have to answer me yet.” Joseph said, “I’ll leave you down here tonight, I’ll come back in the morning and you’ll give me your answer.”

And he left.

“Trevor.” Jub said, “I think we both know what we have to do.”

Trevor didn’t want to admit it, but it was the only way to see her after a year. And to him that was far too long.

“Yeah.” He said, “We have no choice in that option. But, we do have a choice with what we tell her.”

Jub smiled knowing exactly what he meant.

In the forest, night was about to set in, everyone was heading back to the cave. All except for Crysalys.

She was tired of running, tired of hiding when the sun was down. She was going to take out a year of emotions on the rangers that were patrolling.

She had her axe, her whip, and a sword.

They started coming in from the town, she knew better then to use a frontal attack. She waited and stalked her prey until they split off into small groups of one or two.

She took those who were alone out first.

Cracking her whip through the air landing it tight around their necks and dragging them towards her where she was ready with her axe and lopped off their heads.

When she was finished with each of those who were alone, she started with those in partners.

Using her whip she expertly knocked their weapons out of their hands, hitting their wrists to they couldn’t pick up another one. She then ran at them, axe in one hand sword in the other.

One by one all the rangers began to fall. She had gotten all of them.

She finally let a sigh leave her darkening lips.

She thought this would be a challenge, but it wasn’t.

She wrapped up her whip and stuck it back in her belt, her sword went back in it’s holster, and her axe went back over her shoulder, held by her hand.

She slowly walked back to the cave.

When she got in the cave everyone stared at her.

“Crysalys.” Myrth said, “You’re covered and reek of blood, what happened?”

She dropped her weapons and threw her clock off sitting in front of the fire, next to Myrth.

“I killed them.” She said softly.

No one seemed overly surprised, but wondered who she was talking about.

“Who do you mean?” Colis asked handing her a cloth.

“The rangers.” She said, “I’m tired of hiding in the cave at night afraid of them finding our place.”

“What about the trues?” Issa asked.

“It’s been over a year.” She said staring into the flames, “I don’t think they’re coming back.”

“They have to.” Myrth said.

“Why do they have to?” She asked, “We threatened to kill them.”

“They don’t want the war.” He told her, “And you heard Jub, Trevor wanted to marry you.”

“And if he found a better girl out there?” She asked.

“Who’s better then a beast master?” Colis asked.

“Bards are always really pretty.” She said.

“They’ll come back.” Myrth told her.

“And if they don’t?” She asked.

“Then they don’t and we know exactly what they meant when they said they wanted peace too.” Colis said, “So shut up about it, and smile.”

“I don’t want to.” She hissed.

“Fine then be a bitch.” He told her.

She didn’t reply which scared everyone. She just sat there staring into the flames of the fire. Silver, Romona, and Scar were wondering what was wrong with her. But they knew better then to ask.

That night, Cryslays slept in her chambers , not Myrth. This really set everyone off. Crysalys had been sleeping in the same chambers as Myrth since she was two and he was four. And ever since then they’d been inseparable.

The next morning when Joseph went back down to the dungeons to get the answer from the boys, they had already figured out what they were going to tell her.

“What’s you decision?” He asked.

“We’ll do it.” Trevor said, “But we can’t make any promises.”

He grinned knowing he’d won.

“Just let her know that she’ll be perfectly safe.” He said, “She will be.”

The prison guard went in and unchained them.

Each rubbed their wrists from how long they’d been in there for.

Both of them were brought up to the head’s house for a feast and to see their families before they left.

Trevor was overjoyed to see his little sisters after so long. They had grown up so much in a year. His mother looked older, but she was still as beautiful.

Jub was brought into tight hugs by his mother, father, and three older brothers.

They all sat down to eat, and talk. And when it came time for them to leave, their mother’s and siblings complained about it.

“It’s their mission.” Joseph told them, “They need to do it.”

Trevor and Jub headed back out to the forest to see if they could find Crysalys.

They came to that clearing with the lake where they had first met them, and almost like deyjah vue they were there again. And Crysalys was bathing in the lake again.

Trevor’s eyes glistened as he watched the girl who hadn’t left his mind once in over a year scrub in the lake he had first watched her.

“I still can’t believe you did that.” Myrth said sitting on the edge of the lake.

Trevor and Jub crouched down to see if they could hear.

“I was angry.” She replied.

“You still are.” He told her.

“It’s been over a year.” She said, “He said he’d look forward to talking to us again soon. And I don’t think over a year is soon.”

“Maybe something happened with his father.” Colis said, “My father told me that the head’s of the town were always very self centered, and wouldn’t hear anything from anyone unless he wanted to believe it.”

“I bet that’s what he was taught too.” Myrth said.

“I believed him.” Crysalys mumbled to herself. She didn’t want to admit it, but she couldn’t have killed Trevor if she wanted to. When she saw him for the first time, her heart seemed to stop. And then when Jub said he wanted to marry her, she was surprised, and the similar views, she couldn’t get over him. But she was extremely angry with herself for falling for such a thing.

Trevor had heard what she said. He was hurt. He was hurt because he had hurt her. He didn’t want that. And he was debating running down there and scooping her up in a hug, but he knew he couldn’t do that.

“You were bit, weren’t you?” Colis asked her.

“Non of your business.” She snarled at him.

“Oh, Myrth, she was bit.” He said, “Crysalys is in love, Crysalys is in love, Crysalys is in love.”

“Keep saying that, Colis and this lake will be your grave.” She threatned.

He backed off knowing she would hold that threat.

“I’m clean now.” She said.

They nodded and turned around so she could get out.

Trevor couldn’t believe what he heard. If she was in love they were just talking about them. Could it be that she’s in love with him?

“Crys,” Myrth said,”It’s one guy. There are plenty others. Right now he’s probably working on bringing peace with you, but is interested in a different girl.”

“I thought you were supposed to be my friend!” She yelled to him, “Way to make me feel better!”

And with that she took off completely dressed.

“Crysalys.” He yelled running after her, Colis at his heels, Silver, Romona, and Scar in toe.

Trevor couldn’t believe jut what he put her through. She didn’t deserve that. He needed to apologise, and fast.

They tried to follow as best they could, but after about five or so minutes of running, two, very large beast masters jumped down from trees blocking their paths.

They both swallowed as sacks were placed over their heads, and they were knocked out.

Crysalys was in her chambers just sitting and thinking. She didn’t want to come out.

“Crysalys.” He mother called from the other side of her animal pelt wall, “We have two intruders. Everyone’s waiting for you.”

She sighed. Crysalys didn’t want to see anyone. But she had a duty. She got up and slipped out of her chamber.

She walked slowly to where everyone was crowding around two young men. She took her place on the rock, sitting Indian style, elbows an each knee, fingers knotted together covering my mouth.

All that we were waiting for was them to wake up.

When they began to stir, Crysalys motioned for the sacks to be removed.

Each of them blinked a couple of times before everything came into focus.

Crysalys dropped her hands to her lap seeing the faces of the intruders.

“What the hell took you so long?” She asked quietly.

Trevor smiled at her, but then it faded when he realized he was tied up and she wasn’t happy.

“I’m sorry.” He told her, “I am so sorry, Crysalys. But I tried to tell my father what we found out. He locked both of us up in the dungeons. If I could have gotten to you I would have, and I am so sorry. I can’t tell you how much I want you to forgive me right now.”

“Untie them.” She said.

Everyone stared at her like she was insane.

“Untie them.” She repeated.

Myrth did the honours.

Trevor lunged forward and picked up her hands.

“I’m so sorry. You don’t realize it.” He said and kissed her knuckle, “I’m sorry.”

“He locked you up?” She asked.

He nodded, “I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologising and look at me.” She told him.

He looked up at her face. And he got lost in her beauty. Her one pale eye, her darker eye that her dark brown bangs hid, the skin around her eyes were darkening like she was wearing eye make up, her lips were too. She looked older then maybe eleven. But he loved her.

She reached forward and hugged him close to her. He returned it after a moment of surprise.

“I missed you.” She whispered.

“Not a day went by I didn’t think of you.” He whispered back so no one could hear.

They pulled apart and smiled at each other.

“So your father wont meet with me?” she asked.

He shook his head, “He sent us back in the forest to tell you that he was too busy and everyone wasn’t sure if they wanted to have peace after this long. And he wanted to meet with you tomorrow in his office to talk about it. But the truth was he was going to kill you.”

She nodded unfazed.

“I wouldn’t of gone into the town as it was.” She said.

He grinned, “I know.”

“So he wants to meet me to kill me, huh?” She asked.

“I think he’s still shaken up about that letter you sent.” He said.

She nodded, “I need you to deliver a message to him for me.” She said.

“Anything.” He told her.

“I will meet with him.” She said, “However, not in the town. I will meet him on the edge of the forest where your fields meet out thicket. I will not be alone, and he shouldn’t be either.”

“I really hope you know what you’re about to get yourself into.” He said.

“I do, don’t worry.” She said.

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask, and I’m not trying to be rude.” He said, “How old are you?”

“Almost twelve.” She said.

He whistled.

“What about you?” She asked.

“Just turned fourteen.” He told her.

“Can you deliver the message?” She asked.

He nodded, “Don’t worry about it.”

She smiled.

“I just ask we’re not knocked out like that again.” He laughed.

She nodded, “These two will only recive the sack over the head and limbs tied until they’re in the cave.” She told them, “They can be trusted. But not fully.”

“And we understand that.” He said and moved back, “It’s still good to see you, Crysalys.”

She smiled, “There’s just one catch to this to make sure they’ll actually meet us at dawn.” She said.

“Go for it.” Jub said.

“We’re going to hold onto Trevor, and Jub’s going to go back to the town and tell the head that we wont give him back until he meets us.” She explained, “I think that’s sounds accurate.”

Everyone agreed.

“So, let me get this straight.” Jub said, “I’m going to be tied up and have a sack put over my head, then be left somewhere in the woods and try to get back to town on my own. And when I get to town I’m supposed to tell the head that his son is kidnapped and they wont give him back until we meet with you where the fields meet the forest at dawn tomorrow?”

“You seem to be missing a couple of things here.” Crysalys told him, “You will be tied up as it’s easier to carry someone like that, you won’t be left somewhere in the forest, but near the town, and you will return on your own. You will tell the head that we have his son, and we will give him back only if he and whomever he wants to come and meet with me at the edge of the forest where it meets your fields. I won’t be alone either.”

He nodded, “And you promise I’m going to be alright.” He said.

She nodded, “I was going to send, Colis and Myrth to bring you to the edge of the forest as it was.”

He sighed knowing he’d be okay.

“Are you sure this plan of yours is going to work, Crysalys?” Garther asked.

“Well,”She admitted, “I know the head only has one son, I know the position of head is passed down from generation to generation, I know it’s only boys who can gain the title, and I know that he really wants to meet me to size me up. So if he doesn’t show we head into town and talk to him by force. But let’s see where this gets us.”

They nodded.

Jub had his hands tied behind his back, his feet bound together, and a sack put over his head.

“Remember what you need to tell him?” She asked.

He nodded.

“Tell me.” She said.

“You have Trevor.” He started, “If we want him back then we’ll have to come to where the fields meet the edge of the forest, and the head will have to talk to you about a trues at dawn tomorrow.”

She nodded satisfied.

“Enfisise that he won’t be able to get his only son back if he doesn’t meet with me.” She told him.

He nodded.

“Are you sure it’s safe?” He asked.

“Trust me.” She told him, “We have more reason to be apprehensive about meeting men with weapons that shoot fire.”

He sighed, “When ever you guys are ready.” He said.

Colis picked him up and threw him over his shoulder. He and Myrth headed out of the cave and down to the forest towards the edge of the forest.

Crysalys brought Trevor to the fire with her mother and Issa.

“So this is the young gunner, huh?” She asked looking him over.

He nodded, “Yes, ma’am.” He said, “It’s very nice to meet you.”

“You as well Trevor.” She said, “I’m Lilly, and this is Issa.”

“It’s very nice to meet both of you.” He said and sat down.

Scar crawled into Crysalys’ lap.

“You have a pet bear?” He asked.

She looked at him weird and shook her head.

“Silver, Romona, and Scar are my partners.” She told him, “That’s part of being a beast master.”

“I’ve always been fascinated with the history of beast mastery, but we’ve never had any materials on it.” He admitted.

“If you did I would assume you couldn’t read it.” She told him.

“How come?” He asked.

“All history of beast masters is chronicled in Claws.”She told him, “Claws is our language, every trade has one of their own. For example, necromancy uses Latin.”

“Really?” He asked.

She nodded.

“We’ve only ever used English.” He told her.

“Because that is you’re trade’s language.” She told him, “A bard uses French. A healer uses Cry. Black mages need several.”

“What are they?” He asked.

“Latin for one, then there’s Soomain, Key, and German.” She said, “Rangers use Heithen. For brawlers it’s Italian. Warriors use Iskait. I think the language for an alchemist is Chinese. I know for guardians it’s Hisanic. And for thiefs, it’ll always depend on where in the world they are.”

“You know so much.” He told her.

“When my eye was healing and I couldn’t do very much, I would sit and listen to the elders.” She told him, “They shared their years of wisdom with me. I don’t think I even got half of what they could say. But they knew all that and much more. I enjoyed listening to them.”

He nodded, “I wanted to be a guardian.” Trevor told her.

“But you’re a gunner.” She said, “You can tell by your dress.”

He nodded, “My father convinced me to become a gunner. I really wanted to be a guardian though.”

She nodded and looked into the fire. Maybe she did get bit.

“Can I ask you something?” He asked her.

“Go for it.” She told him.

“How come your lips, nails, and the skin around your eyes are turning black?” He asked.

She shrugged, “They say that’s what happens when she becomes a true beast princess.”

“Those rangers excelled it.” Lilly scolded.

“I was angry and tired of living in the cave after the sun goes down.” She hissed.

“Watch your tounge.” She retorted.

“Sorry.” She mumbled.

“What are rangers doing out here?” Trevor asked.

“Patrolling.” She said, “Your father sent them out to look for the cave where we are. To try and find me. Apparently he’s afraid of me.”

He nodded, “He always said he wasn’t. But the way he acted when I told him I met you but didn’t kill you, it was like his eyes were telling me that if I couldn’t no one could.”

“Maybe that’s why he had you.” She said, “Each of us is born with a destiny.”

“You think I might have been born to kill you?” He asked discussed.

She shook her head, “But that’s what your father thinks you were born for.” She said, “What you truly were born to do can only be told in time.”

“You know what you were born for.” He said.

She nodded, “Only because not a day goes by that someone doesn’t.”

“He should be talking to the head about now.” Myrth said coming towards them along with Colis.

She nodded, “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.” They said.

It was true what they said, as soon as they entered the cave Jub had entered the head’s office and was telling him everything.

“We were kidnapped.” He told him, “We delivered the message, but she wouldn’t except under those terms.”

“What was her counter offer?” He asked annoyed.

“You and whoever you want to accompany you, she suggest you don’t come alone because she’s not going to be either, to where the fields meet the forest at dawn tomorrow. If you don’t then you aren’t ever going to get Trevor back.” He told him, “She just wanted to talk about a trues between beast masters and gunners, but the reason why she kept Trevor was because she needed something to make you want to come.”

“And you can assure me all we will do is talk?” He asked.

“That’s what she said.” He told him, “I’m just repeating it.”

He nodded.

Joseph needed his son back, and the only way he could do that is if he went to see the beast princess at dawn tomorrow.

He sighed, the least he could do is hear her out.


Rain in the Forest Part 9


Bright and early the next morning, despite the letter that had been sent, Trevor and Jub headed off into the forest at dawn as they had previously agreed to do.

Neither of the boys had ever been outside the walls of the town once before, let alone into the forest of their rivals.

They hiked for a long while taking in the trees, birds, bushes, endless miles of grass.

They came to the edge of a small clearing with a lake in the middle of it. Both boys ducked out of sight as from the other end three people came out.

“I can’t believe you convinced us to do this.” They heard the brown haired boy say.

“Come on, Colis.” The girl said, “I feel filthy, and I’m not about to do this alone.”

“Why don’t you bath like the other girls do?” He hissed at her.

The girl wasn’t fazed, “Because if I did I wouldn’t be me.” He retorted, “Besides what’s the fun in sitting on the side of the lake and cleaning with a cloth?”

“Come on, Colis.” The blond said, “Everyone knows you wanted to see her naked for years.”

“I have not.” He argued.

“Whatever you say.” The girl said and went behind some rocks.

“Crys, you’re crazy sometimes.” The blond said.

Luckily for Trevor and Jub the wind was blowing away from them.

“Why thank you.” She said and giggled.

“What’s up with you lately anyway?” Colis asked her.

“I don’t know.” She said, “I guess I’m a little ants.”

“About the war that’s about to happen?” Myrth asked her.

The boys couldn’t help but listen intently.

“Exactly.” She said, “Close your eyes.”

They did as they were told, and heard a loud splash seconds later.

“You can open if you want.” She told them pulling her long dark brown hair back.

“Oh, come on, Crysalys.” Myrth said, “You love fights.”

“That’s just it.” She said scratching Silver’s ear, “I don’t think this war can be solved with a war.”

“How do you figure?” Colis asked.

“Think about it.” She told them, “Why on earth would it be a beast princess  and not a beast prince? I think it might be because she is supposed to bring peace, not kill everything.”

“But that’s what the legend says.” Myrth told her.

“Do you not think I don’t know that, Myrth?” She asked, “But no one alive has the slightest idea of what a beast princess is supposed to act like. Maybe they were all just really good in battle, but the truth of the matter is, we’re actually supposed to marry one of the gunners or something to keep the peace.”

“Why the hell would it be that?” Colis asked.

She shrugged, “It’s just a thought.” She said, “I mean it’s always boys who are beast masters, warriors, thiefs, necromancers, gunners, brawlers, guardians, alchemists, rangers. The only true places for women are as bards, healers, and black mages.”

“You forgetting witches.” Myrth told her.

She rolled her eyes, “How could I forget.”

They laughed lightly.

“I just think I’m supposed to be a little something more than just killing our enemies.” She told them, “I know exactly what happened in out history. But that’s ancient, can’t we put it all behind us?”

“There’s something else on your mind.” Myrth said.

She nodded, “When I grow up, I know I’m gonna get a marriage request from everyone. But the thing is, I don’t want to have kids with anyone, I don’t care how amazing he really is, until this war is over, and there’s peace, and we don’t have this constant fighting anymore. I want them to grow up looking at each other as equals. I know no matter what we’ll have differences, but I don’t want the word savage to exist.”

“It always will.” Myrth told her.

“I know.” She said, “But I can dream, can’t I?”

“We’re all allowed those.” Colis said.

They laughed again.

covered by the forest at the edge of the clearing,  Trevor never thought he’d hear someone with the same thoughts as he. She was perfect. She didn’t want a war anymore, she looked like a lot of fun, she knew there was something more to her then she was told, and she doesn’t want to fight with them anymore. To Trevor, she was perfect.

“Crysalys?” He asked himself speaking her name that one of the boys had said earlier, “Beautiful.”

“You are not falling for her?” Jub asked his friend.

“She’s exactly what I want.” He told him, “She doesn’t want a fight between the two sides, she doesn’t want her children to grow up hating people they don’t know. And Jub, take a good look at her, she’s beautiful.”

“Kinda scrawny and muscular to me.” He said.

“How can someone be scrawny and muscular?” He asked.

“She doesn’t have a whole lot of meat on her bones.” He explained, “But the meat she does have, it’s pure mussle.”

Trevor thought for a second, “Okay, she’s more muscular then we’re used to.” He admitted, “But she’s my kind of beautiful.”

“Yeah?” Jub asked.

“Yeah.” He said, “I want her to marry me.”

“That’s nice.” Jub said, then it registered just what he said, “Wait! You what?!” he yelled.

“Idiot!” Trevor pulled him back down, but not before being seen by them.

Crysalys was already out of the water and half dressed, Silver and Romona were on high alert.

“Look what you did.” He hissed, “Let’s go.”

They hadn’t even taken two steps when Crysalys dropped down in front of them. She was in a crouch low to the ground, her eyes piercing into theirs like a knife.

“And you want to marry that?” Jub asked scared out of his mind.

“You’re out of your territory.” She hissed.

“I say we kill them.” Colis said catching up with her, Myrth at his heels.

“Wait a minute.” Trevor said, “You got it all wrong.”

“So, you weren’t peeping on me while I was in the lake, fantisising about marrying me one day, and having me bear your children in a world where neither of our sides fights with the other?” She asked.

“He was.” Jub said, “I came along because he asked.”

“Cowards.” She said and cracked her whip, landing it around their ankles, she tossed the other end up over a branch then pulled it so they came up to her level.

“I’m only gonna ask this once, what the hell are a gunner and an alchemist doing in our forest?” She almost hissed.

“Wondering how I never met a girl like you before.” Trevor said to her.

“Flattery gets you no where.” She told him.

“But you were flattered.” He said.

“I do not deny or admit to anything.” She said.

“Your name’s Crysalys, right?” He asked, she narrowed her eyes at him as he spun by slowly again, “I’m Trevor, and this is Jub.”

“Why bother with introductions.” Colis said, “Let’s kill them.”

“Why are you introducing yourselves to us?” She asked board.

“I never met anyone with the same view on our situation as me.” He smiled.

She let go of the whip and they fell, landing hard on the ground. She reached forward and grabbed his collar bringing him closer to her.

“What views? And how long have you been watching for?” She asked.

“Since you came in.” He said sheepishly, “And about the war we’re gonna have. About how fighting wont solve anything. Ever since I was little I was taught that people like you, who lived in the forest, and carried whips, and practised magic, they were barely human. You look as human as I do, well, actually a lot prettier from this distance.”

She dropped him and he landed hard. She sat down Indian style across from him.

“We share the same views then.” She said.

He nodded, “I was always told I needed to pick a really special girl to be my bride one day, but I never wanted to get married and have a kid or two until this was settled. I was always told I was stupid for thinking such things.”

“I don’t believe you’re stupid.” She said.

“Really?” He asked.

“For your views on your situation, no.” She said almost smiling, “For looking while I was bathing, I think you’re a hell of a lot stupider then they say.”

“Where’d you get the scar from?” He asked.

“Accident a couple years ago.” She said looking away.

He nodded.

“You sure do ask a lot of questions for someone who’s gonna die soon.” Colis told him.

“Don’t cut his throught just yet.” Crysalys told him, “He may be useful.”

“I don’t appreciate being talked about like I’m not in the room.” He told them.

“Sorry.” She said, “But this is what we’re accustom too.”

“Ummmm,” Jub said trying to get some attention, “Since this was his idea, can you kill him and let me go.”

“Coward.” She hissed, “Your friends and allies in times like these are all you have. You lose them you have nothing. You have to be ashamed with yourself. You’re nothing more than a coward, and if I had kill on of you it’d be you. Scum like you can’t be trusted in times like these.”

“He’s a good person.” Trevor said standing up for his friend, “He just values his life too much.”

“Jub?” She asked.

“Yes?” He replied.

“If you had to choose, who’s life would you save, yours or Trevor’s?” She asked.

“Like, right now?” He asked.

She nodded, “Like if I was going to kill one of you two and let the other go, and I gave you the choice, who would you choose to live?”

“Trevor.” He said without any hesitation.

“Why?” She asked.

“He’s got more to live for.” He said, “His little sisters, his mom, he’s gonna be the next head of the town too.”

She turned her full attention to Trevor.

“The current head of the town is your father?” She asked.

He nodded, “And I know about the history, and I want to apologise and put it behind us, if we can.”

She crossed her arms, “I want to as well.” She admitted, “But it’s the adults, they hold the grudge to violently. I don’t think they’ll ever let us patch things over.”

He nodded, “My father keeps telling me you guys are savages. You don’t seem like it.”

“That’s what we’re told about you.” Myrth said sitting next to Crysalys, “We’ve always been told we couldn’t patch things over because you were all too pig headed to admit what you did to our people was wrong.”

“I’ve heard our side of the story, what’s yours?” He asked.

“You tell it.” Crysalys told Myrth.

“Well, I’d say about a hundred or so years ago a young healer from our cave went down to your town in search of specific medicinal herbs for her sick mother.” He started, “To our understanding she managed to get the herbs, but was killed on her way back home. A former gunner who was exiled for his different views brought her dying body back to the cave and said he was so sorry for what his people did. He also said that he knew where the bastards who did this to such a young innocent girl were. So a few of us followed him down the mountain to the town, there they killed who they thought were responsible for the murder of the girl and left their dead and dying bodies on the steps of the town hall for everyone to see in the morning. Then they a cussed us of starting the war, it was them.”

“That’s not how I knew it.” Jub said, “It was that the girl was caught stealing the herbs, but the head of the town let her go when she explained why she needed them. She left the town completely unharmed. And then the next morning we found the gunners dead on steps of the hall, each of them had a bone knife in them. And it was always beast masters who had them. So we blamed you for it, you killed the girl and blamed us.”

Crysalys shook her head, “She was healed the second she got to the cave by the exiled gunner and he explained his story. but she didn’t make it through the night.”

“I’m sorry.” Trevor said.

“Why are you sorry?” Colis asked, “You didn’t kill her.”

“But it’s my history.” He said.

“Hey,” Crysalys said gaining attention, What ever happened to the exiled gunner?”

“Uhh,” Myrth searched back in the history, “I think he left after they killed them.”

“Trevor,” She asked, “Do you recall if there were any records of exiled gunners around that time?”

He though for a second, “Only one.” He said, “We don’t really have exiles.”

“How come?” Colis asked.

“Gunners go by a code, we either live by it or die by it.” He explained, “But there was this one time, I think his name was Urchur Necroge. He killed a bunch of thiefs and brawlers claiming it was to benefit the town. He was exiled I think that very day.”

“You don’t think?” Crysalys asked Myrth.

They looked into each other’s eyes, and each glowed.

“We have to tell the elders.” They said together.

“What?” Trevor and Jub asked.

“It was that Urchur guy.” Crysalys told them, “He was upset for being exiled, so he killed the girl, but kept her alive long enough to bring him to the cave, he fed us false information to kill those who exiled him, and then he left.”

“That does make sense.” Trevor said, “It was about that time there was a new born beast princess and everyone wanted her to marry one of the gunners for true peace. But then after the incident the war started.”

“It was a gunner that killed her,” Crysalys said, “But it wasn’t one that we had an agreement with.”

“One more question.” Trevor said.

“Shot.” She said.

“Are you, or are you not the new beast princess?” He asked.

She shrugged, “I don’t know if I’m new or not.” She told him, “I know I’m a girl, I know I have no ability to heal what so ever, I can talk to animals, I’m very fast and strong for my age, and for some reason I didn’t kill you but heard you out.”

He smiled, “I’m glad you did.” He told her.

“I need you two to do me a favor.” She said.

“What’s that?” They asked.

“Go to your father and tell him what we figured out.” She said, “We’ll go to our elders and parents, tell them what we’ve learned. Maybe we can work this out without a war.”

He nodded, “I look forward to see you all again then.”

They each nodded and took off in their own direction.

“Crys, Slow down!” They yelled to her.

“I’m going on ahead!” She yelled back, “They need to know before this gets out of hand!”

“We’ll catch up!” Mryth yelled.

“Take care of them for me!” She yelled back referring to Silver and Romona.

Back in the town, Trevor was following exactly what his hopeful bride to be wanted him to do.

“Father!” He yelled running and bursting into his office.

“Where have you been?” He demanded.

“Believe me you don’t want to know.” Jub told him catching his breath.

“We don’t have to fight them.” He told him.

“How do you figure?” He asked his son.

“Urchur Necroge,” He said, “He was mad about being exiled that day, so when the girl came he killed her and brought her back to her cave and told a false story about how some of the gunners who exiled him killed her. They were tricked into killing those he had a grudge against because he could of never seen that new born beast princess.”

“And how do you know this?” He asked.

“Well, you see sir.” Jub said getting up, “We went into the forest to see if we could find this beast princess before she got dangerous. But you see, we did find her.”

“Did you kill her?” He demanded.

“Well, no.” He said.

“Then what was the use of it?” He roared, “You showed yourself to her, you might as well be dead right now!”

“Maybe she isn’t a blood thirsty as we always thought she was!” He yelled back, “We saw her bathing, right now she can’t be any older then ten. She holds the same views as us, she doesn’t want to fight this war but bring peace back to this land. She doesn’t want to get married and have kids to grow up in hate and savagery as we did.”

“They are savages! Face it! They are not human!” He boomed.

“They’re as human as you or I father!” He yelled back, “And you know what.”


“I know who my wife will be.” He seethed, “She will be the beast princess, and when I become head of this town I will marry her, and together we will bring peace to both sides. And we will have and raise many children in that peace, show them no one is better then anyone. That’s what we want father, not a war.”

“If you see the wretch of a bitch again I will smack you so hard your head will spin!”

“You can’t stop me anymore father.” He hissed.

An evil grin spread across Joseph’s face as he knew exactly what to do with his son.

Back in the forest, Crysalys was just coming up to the cave entrance, Myrth, Colis, Silver, and Romona were about a mile or so behind her.

“Mama!” She called.

“What is it dear?” She asked petting Scar.

“I need to call a meeting with everyone there.” She said.

“Everyone?” Issa asked.

She nodded, “Any and everyone who has an idea about the war.” She said.

“That literally is everyone then.” She said, “When do you need them?” She asked.

“Just after dark.” She said, “Preferable before everyone eats. I don’t want them to lose it.”

“Crysalys, you’re hiding something.” She said.

“I’ll tell you everything at the gathering.” She told her and picked up and growing Scar.

“I can’t believe you can still lift that thing.” Issa said.

“Don’t forget,” She said to the older woman, “The older I get the stronger I get.”

In the town Trevor and Jub were chained up and were being dragged down to the dungeons.

“I would have to do this if you two would have just been good little boys and did as I say.” he snarled.

“You can do whatever you want, Father.” Trevor hissed at his father, “I will never fight along side you.”

He threw both of them in to the same cell, the prison guard hung their chains up on the hooks on the stone walls like prisoners.

“Now you two can stay here until you learn to be good little boys.” He said and left.

“I’m sorry I got you into this, Jub.” Trevor apologised.

“Don’t be sorry, man.”He told him, “I had fun meeting them.”

“Really?” He asked, “You seemed scared to death of her.”

“To be honest I still am, any girl who can lift two guys twice her size like that ain’t really all that human.” He said.

“I don’t care if she’s human or not.” Trevor said, “I know I love her.”

He nodded, “The question is does she love you back?”

He nodded knowing the answer, and it was probably no.

It was just after dark in the world outside the dungeons, in the caves the fires were lit and everyone was at the very back with the elders, Crysalys, Colis, and Myrth.

“What, is, this, all, about?” The elder asked.

“Forgive us for short notice sir.” She said, “But there’s something everyone needs to know, and I don’t care if you think I’m crazy for it.”

“Speak child.” The she elder said.

“Thank you.” Crysalys said and turned to everyone, “We don’t need to fight the gunners.”

Gasps and whispers were heard all over.

“The history about the fight, the child being murdered, us killing the gunners.” She said, “It’s all been set up.”

More gasps and whispers.

“An exiled gunner of the day the girl went into town killed her. She was given the herbs for her mother after explaining to the head of the town why she needed them. It was that gunner who was exiled for killing many thiefs and brawlers saying it was best for the town.” She explained, “He killed her, brought her back here pretending that it was those who exiled him who killed her, we then followed him to the town and slaughtered every last one of them because we thought he was telling the truth.”

She waited a minute to allow it all to sink in.

“Every side has it’s story.” She told them, her voice bouncing off every rock in the cave so she could easily be heard, “We have ours, they have theirs. and together we have the entire story of what happened. We can not change what happened in the past.” She paused again, “But we change how things in the future are.” She took a breath, “We will not fight these gunners unless they initiate the battle first. And that does not mean we do something to provoke them to attack us!”

Everyone was staring at her like she lost her mind.

“I was born to bring this land to what it should be.” She said, “What this land should be, is a peace. We cannot go around having these territories anymore. The adults grew up in the war of the two worlds, myself and my comrades have grown up in it as well. But does that mean our children, and our children’s children have to go through the same?”

She paused and turned around, “Think about it. We have an oppertunity to change things for the better. Let’s use it.” She said, “I don’t want to have my children born into a place like this. Were we have to fight all the time, and we can’t mix. A place like this, I don’t want it.”

“And how do you suppose we convince the gunners to have this little truce?” Keshil asked.

“I’m working on that.” She said sweetly, “Colis, Myrth, and myself met a gunner and an alchemist today.”

They gasped and muttered more.

“We talked, they wanted the same things we did. No war, a safe place to have children with those they love. They want the fighting to stop. This war needs to end! It’s history! Put what happened in the past and move on! If you couldn’t save one person, or steal one thing, or master a spell, or tame the ultimate beast, do you hold on to it forever?” She paused again and let them think about it.

“If that happened to me, yeah, I’d still think about it. The things I did wrong.” She admitted, “But I wouldn’t dwell on it. I would realize my mistakes, except I messed up, and move on.” She paused again allowing them to think clearly about this.

“We messed up, we were angry because a daughter, a friend, a sister was killed by people we weren’t sure about. And their man were killed by that mistake.” She told them, “You don’t have to do as I say, but I want you to listen to me. Not all gunners are like that. The one we met was really nice, curious, and polite. But not all of them are like that. No two people are the same, and no one is perfect. We need to except these things and move on. We can’t keep clinging to the past like we’ve been doing for how long? A hundred years? Two hundred? A thousand?”

She looked at everyone, everyone heard her. And because it’s he, they heard it all that much clearer.

“We need to put it behind us. We need to stop this. We need to talk about this like adults.” She paused, “We can’t keep acting like kids because we don’t like something. Now I’m gonna try and make an arrangement to talk to the head of the town, see of we can work it out. But I don’t want anything else negative to come from anyone here. You are better then they claim you are. We need to prove them wrong, but we also need to show that we’re sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry about a misunderstanding, at the same time we need to look at it from the other’s view.”

Crysalys stopped to breathe and look around, “They let our child go, with the herbs, and the next morning a handful of skilled gunners as dead on the steps of town hall with beast master knives stuck in them. I will apologise for that, I will get on my knees and beg for them to forgive each and everyone of us if that is what it takes. And in the end all I will ask for is peace between the two of us.”

“What can we do to help?” Issa asked.

Crysalys grinned, she had gotten through to all of them. All of them were willing to forgive and forget if they were.


Rain in the Forest Part 8


“Come on, Jub, I need your help.” Trevor asked his friend as they were training.

“No way, Trev.” He said, “I’ve heard all the stories about that girl, I don’t want her wear my nuts around her neck like jewelry.”

“You’ve heard all the stories?” He asked.

He nodded, wondering where his friend was going with this.

“So then, you know?” He asked.

“Know what?” Jub asked.

“About her.” He said.

“What about her?”

“Her body.” He sounded out like it was almost forbidden to talk about.

He froze remembering that tale.

“Wouldn’t it be amazing to see it up close?” He asked, “She’s probably still weak right now. And if we catch her bathing, well then, wouldn’t she be alone? Venerable? Wouldn’t it be great to slide in the lake with her and touch that skin? Or are you gonna be queer on me?”

Jub sighed knowing he’d either never hear the end of this, or never live it down not going.

“I’m in.” He said, “But if we get caught, it’s your fault.”

“Deal.” he said and they shook hands.

“Tomorrow at dawn we leave, and hopefully we’re back before sunset.” He said.

In a field somewhere in the forest, Crysalys and Keshil stood waiting to spar are agreed.

Keshil jumped first, knowing she wouldn’t. Using her fore arm she pushed him off and then went straight for the neck. he knew that and then twisted his body making it impossible for her from this angel. She flipped back and watched and he landed expertly. Neither side was about to give, Crysalys moved first, going to his right. This slightly threw him off, she knew he was right handed, and that one second of him being off was all she needed. Her whip cracked and went around his ankle, pulling him down, she landed on top of him, her feet on either elbow to stop him from blocking her. Her hand went down to his throught. He chalked slightly, that’s all she needed.

Crysalys was off him in a second wrapping up her whip.

Keshil sat up and caught his breath. He was wrong about her, he figured since he was her teacher she wouldn’t go full force, but he was wrong. That little girl was better than he thought.

“That was great, Crys.” Myrth said congratulating her.

She shrugged, it was nothing special.

“Mama.” She called to her mother who was walking over.

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

“My eye’s getting blurry.” She said.

Lilly placed her hand over her eye again and began to heal.

“A lot of the time this is going to be mucus that the eye produces, but because it’s been injured to such a degree it’ll produce more than is necessary. I know it’ll hurt, but you’ll need to move the skin around your eye when it happens, it’ll help.” She told her.

Crysalys nodded.

“I’ll keep doing this once a week, only because I’m never too sure when it comes to eyes.” She admitted.

“I just wasn’t sure what was going on.” She said.

“I gotta tell you, Crysalys,” Keshil said coming over to her, “That has to be the shortest battle I’ve been in.”

She shrugged.

“I’d say you’re well past master level.” He told her.

“Can I be honest, Keshil?” She asked.

“Of course.” He told her.

“I wasn’t using my full strength.” She said looking down, “I didn’t want to hurt you.”

Everyone stood there amazed by the little girl.

“I’d hate to see what you do to someone you want to hurt.” He laughed.

“They’d be dead faster then it takes to grab a whip.” She said.

“Well then, I’m glad you don’t want to kill me.” He said.

The wind blew the other way as the smile on her face faded. She pulled out her whip and sent it out to the woods, a cry of pain came from the spot she sent the whip too. She pulled it back towards her, on the end of the whip was a young man who looked like he didn’t belong.

She kept pulling him towards her, as he tried to get away.

“NO!” He screamed when he got to her.

Crysalys picked him up with one hand.

“Who are you?” She asked sweetly, so sweetly that it took the man a minute to realize he was being held up by a little girl only about a third of his height.

“Who? Me?” He asked.

“I don’t think I’m looking at anyone else when I asked.” She said.

“I-I-I am Gabe.” He said apprehensively.

“You don’t look like you belong in the forest, where are you from?” She asked.

“The city not too far from here.” He said wondering just what she was up to.

She nodded, “What the hell are you doing out here if you’re the enemy to us?” She hissed.

He was taken a back, not a moment ago she was a sweet little girl, now she was a monster.

“I will say nothing.” He told her.

She dropped him and turned to Myrth.

Using telepathy she spoke, “I want you and Colis to head back to the cave.” Gabe took this opportunity to escape, Crysalys noticed form the corner of her eye and stepped on the whip, he yelped, “Tell them all to hide, I’m gonna bring an outsider in and question him. Anyone who doesn’t want their face to be recognised needs to hide. I don’t want any kids or healers around, warriors, beast masters, thiefs, black mages, necromancers. No healers or kids. As soon as you’re their I want you two to hide two. I’m gonna question him.”

He replied, “I’ll agree to everything except for hiding. We’re in this together, Crysalys.”

She nodded, “But only you.”

He smiled.

“Come on, Colis.” He said.

“What, why?” He demanded.

“I’ll explain on the way, come one.” He said.

“Not until you tell me.” He said crossing his arms.

“Hey, Colis,” Crysalys said, “Unless you go with Myrth you’ll be my new punching bag, now go.”

They took off towards the cave, Crysalys picked Gabe up again.

“Anyone, got a sack or something?” She asked around.

“Here ya’ go.” Awkie said and smiled.

“Thanks.” She said.

“W-w-w-what are you gonna do with that?” Gabe questioned.

She smiled, “You’ll see.” She said.

And for Gabe, everything went black after that.

Crysalys had the sack secured, she used the whip to hog tie him, she had already knocked him out. She found a few things she had learned while training to be a healer useful, things like pressure points, and the places on the body where if you hit can kill instantly. Things like that.

When she was done she stood up straight and cracked her back.

“I’m gonna tell all of you exactly what I told Myrth.” She said, “And he’s gonna tell the rest of us.”

Back in the town, things were about the same.

“Are you really going to leave?” Star and Chime asked their big brother together, they had a habit of doing that.

“It’s only going to be for one day.” He told them kissing each on the forehead, “I should be back in time for dinner.”

“And if you’re not?” They asked.

“Then feel free to do anything, except for tell mom and or dad, alright. I can’t have him knowing.” He told them.

“What’s so special about this girl?” Chime asked.

“Yeah, why can’t you go and see any girl in the town?” Star asked.

“And take us with you.” They said.

He smiled, he really did love them.

“Because, this isn’t just any girl.” He told them, “This is supposed to be the girl I need to fight against to bring peace to this land. I need to know what she looks like, so then when we’re older and we fight I know who to look out for.”

They pouted.

“What if she’s so pretty you forget about us?” They asked.

He smiled and hugged them.

“I could never forget about you two.” He said, “You’re my baby sisters, and forever I’ll love you. You’re my little girls, and believe me she could never be as beautiful as you will be one day.”

“What are we now?” They asked.

“Way too adorable to be real!” Trevor said and started tickling them. Each squealed in delight.

Things weren’t quite as happy back in the forest.

Gabe sat on the rock floor, hands bound behind his back, sack over his head. He slowly woke up.

When he was awake enough, Crysalys motioned for the sack to be removed.

Gabe blinked a couple times, taking in his surroundings, only to take in such large amounts of fear.

The first thing he saw was two different coloured eyes, then the true hate on Crysalys’ face. All the men and Black mages around her with similar expressions. Crysalys herself sat on a rock across from him, Indian style, elbows on each knee, fingers knotted together tightly covering her mouth.

Myrth was right next to her. And only the most intimidating of the beast masters, necromancers, black mages, thiefs, and warriors.

“Did you have a nice nap?” Crysalys asked Gabe.

He started at her with fear.

“You won’t get away with this.” He hissed at her, “The head of the town, he wont stand for this! He’ll send an entire army out here to look for me. And you will sorry for ever harming me.”

“Noe, now.” She said calmly, “I simply asked you if you enjoyed you nap. No need to start throwing threats around. I simply would like to ask you a few questions. But I could risk you seeing where we live, and how to get here. Now, how did you enjoy your nap?”

“I’m not answering anything!” He yelled.

Silver ran and barked at him, he screamed like a little girl and fell backwards trying to get away. Silver’s chain ended about a foot short of where he sat.

“Silver.” She said calmly.

He whimpered and cowered back.

She motioned for two of the warriors to pick him up. They did and sat him right.

“Alright, Gab.” Crysalys said purposely getting his name wrong, “I’m trying to be nice here. The head of the town can send in a million armies to look for you, but when you think about, we could still kill you, and all of them without a smidge of remorse. Basically what I’m saying is, if I didn’t think you’d be any use, I’d of killed you by now.”

She paused and let that sink into his skull for a moment.

“Now, look, I’ll give you the choice, we can do this the easy way, or we can do this the hard way.” She moved her hand away from her face so they were resting in her lap, “What’s the choice?”

“What do you want?” He asked like he was about to cry.

“Just to ask you a few questions, if you answer honestly, I’ll let you go.” She told him.

“And if I lie?” He inquired.

“It’s simple really,”She explained, “I’ll kill you.”

He gasped, no one here looked like they joking.

“What do you wanna know?” He asked.

“How did you sleep?” She asked.

“It was alright.” He replied.

“What does this town you speak of look like?” She asked him.

He looked at her wondering if what she was asking had any relevance.

“Like any big town, I guess.” He said, “A lot of buildings, tall. In the center of town there’s the town hall. It’s kinda like a church. Got a big clock on it, rings every hour.”

“What are buildings, churches, and clocks?” She asked.

It occurred to Gabe that she had never been very far out of the forest if at all.

“A building it something really tall, made out of stone or bricks, wood too. You can have rooms in there, which people can live in, or you can have shops. A shops a place you go to buy things like food, and cloths.” He told her.

“What does to buy mean?” She asked.

“To get in exchange for money.” He said, “And before you ask, money is what we use for trade. For example, an apple it worth this much money.”

She nodded.

“A church is a place where people go to worship God.” He told her.

“How is God, and how do you worship him?” She asked.

“God is this person up in the sky, above the clouds, up in a place called heaven. We worship him by praying to him, following the rules he made and thanking him for sending his only son down to earth to die for our sins.” He told her.

She nodded.

“And a clock is something that we use to tell time.” He told her.

She nodded.

“So what were you doing up here?” She asked sounding sweet, “I though people from the town had to stay in the town, and we had to stay in the forest.”

He shook his head, “We used to be able to come and go as we please, I think we still can. But hey, things happen.”

She nodded already knowing the history of why they were fighting.

“What are you doing here?” She asked again.

He sighed, realizing he had to tell her, she might be young but it occurred to him everyone followed her, so if she didn’t fully understand then he should be save.

“He head send me up here to look for some girl.” He explained.

“Did a girl from the town run away?” She asked.

He shook his head, “No, nothing like that.” He told her, “It’s this little beast princess, bitch. He say’s she’s back, but I don’t believe it. If she hasn’t been around for a million or so years why would she be back now? And besides she’s probably ancient.”

He laughed to himself, though he did not see Crysalys put her up to stop everyone from going over and ripping him limb from limb.

“How is this head person?” She asked him.

“He runs the town.” He told her, “He’s in charge of everything. It’s been in his family from the beginning. His son’s been obsessed with finding out about this girl, so he sent out a few hunters and stuff to look for her. In short I was until I came across that fight. Geeze, you sure can move for a little girl.”

She shrugged a thank you.

“So how old is this head’s son?” She asked.

“I think he just turned twelve.” He told her, “Yeah, I’d say so. he’s about at that age too. Only thing on his mind is girls. Maybe that’s why he’s so fascinated.”

“What do you mean?” She asked.

“Oh, I thought since it was you history you knew.” He said, she shook her head, “Anyway, this beast princess girl, she’s supposed to be the most beautiful girl ever. Supposed to have a large chest.” He face turned slightly red as he said that, “Maybe this beast princess of yours is the figure that haunts our heir’s dreams?”

Crysalys, turned right to those who knew the legends of the beast princess the best.

“Am I really going to get big boobs when I’m older?” She asked.

“That’s usually what happens, yeah.” One said.

“Only according to the legend.” Garther said, “What?” He asked as she stared up at him with disbelief.

“How does that work?” She asked, “I can’t be an ultimate warrior and have water melons for a chest, can I?”

“What do you want me to say?” He asked her, “According to the legend, she’s a fierce fighter and is beautiful. You can’t please everybody. Now deal with it, you don’t have them now.”

“But I don’t want them ever.” She whined.

“Stop whining.” He told her, “You can’t choose your body.”

She sighed, “I have no choice in this do I?” She asked.

“You haven’t had a choice about anything since birth.” He told her.

“Not true.” She said, “I’ve had so many choices the thing is I just went with what I was told my destiny was.”

“Y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-you’re the beast princess?” He asked almost screaming.

She nodded unfazed.

He fell back off the rock again.

“He fainted.” She pointed.

“No shit.” Myrth said and face palmed.

When Gabe woke up again, he sighed looking at the little girl who was the beast princess.

“I’m gonna let you go.” She said.

“R-really?” He asked.

“You’re not getting off that easy.” She told him, “I need you to deliver a message to the head of the family for me.”

“Oh, anything.” He said.

“I’ll give it to you after we have you cleared of the premises.” She said.

The sack went back over his head and he put out of it again. When he came too for the third time he was deep in the woods with Crysalys, Tia, Garther, and Myrth.

“Do it.” She said to Tia.

She took a handful of light purple coloured powder and blew it into his face. She then waved her hand in front of this face, and muttered a couple of words.

Crysalys nodded.

“You will take this message to the head of the town, you will not make any stops and you will not stop until you have handed it to him yourself. Everything you have seen and heard in the last two hours you will forever forget. Once this message is in the head’s hands, you may go.” She said handed him the scroll and snapped her fingers.

Gabe was up and heading towards the town.

“Crysalys.” Garther hissed as she tried to follow him to the edge of the forest.

“I wanna see what the town looks like.” She begged.

“Me two.” Myrth asked.

“Me three.” Tia said joining in.

Garther sighed but allowed the three to see the town for the first time. It was, just as they had imagined, it was as Gabe had described, it was beautiful.

Tall buildings made of stone, a large one in the middle with a white circle in the middle of a pillar.

It was beautiful.

“You’ve looked, let’s go back.” He hissed.

“Okay.” They said and left.

But for Crysalys just looking at it was not enough, she wanted to walk through it, see everything up close.

In the office of the head of the town Gabe delivered the message directly to him. When it left his hand the spell broke, but before he could say anything he was ushered out the door.

“What is it?” Trevor asked.

“A message from someone named, Crysalys?” He asked himself, “What the hell kind of name is that?”

“Read it, please.” Trevor begged.

He opened the scroll and began to read out loud, “Dear head of the town on the outskirts of our forest.” Both father and son rolled their eyes, “We have temporarily captured one of you henchmen, Gabe. He was most corporative, however, the information that he has given us troubles me. How is it you say that I’m a savage? The way I look out on you, it seems to me you are. It seems to me you also have what I am wrong as well. I’m yet to be a beautiful woman, with large breasts, or the strongest and fastest fighter alive. I will admit I have been told I am very smart, and for my age I am very strong and fast. However, that picture you have of me in your head, you need to get rid of it. I cannot have you thinking such foolish things of me. I will one day be a woman, but for right now, I’m younger than your son is. If you find me such a threat to your town and your people why don’t you cone and face me like a man. I may not be fully grown yet, but I have more than enough power to kick your sorry ass any day. The beast princess you never did expect.”

He crumpled up the letter and threw it to the other side of the room. This couldn’t end well for him.

Rain in the Forest Part 7


Crysalys was back to her old self after about a month. Her eye was a lot paler then anyone had anticipated, but she could see perfectly fine. Her mother still used healing magic on it every night in case it split open again.

Right now she was in combat with two other beast masters in training.

One came left the other came to her right. She reversed summer salted and the crashed into each other. In on swift movement of her left hand she drew her whip, cracked it in the air, and had the two of them tied up together.

Keshil clapped and untangled the two boys from the whip.

“I’d say it’s about time you start sparing with adults.” He told her.

“Think so?” She asked.

He nodded handing her back her whip.

“Crysalys, what you don’t understand is the fast you excel, the fast we can restore the land to what it should be.” He told her, “We need you at your best. That’s what I pin two or more on you at once.”

“I figured you didn’t like the guys.” She said.

He had to laugh, “No if I didn’t like them they’d be in the animal cages.”

She nodded, it sounded legitimate.

“How about you spare against me some time?” He said.

“Why you, Keshil?” She asked.

“It’ll give us an accurate depiction of where you stand in strength right now, and how much further we have to go before you’re ready.” He explained.

But that was only half the reason. Keshil wanted to find out for himself the true power of a developing beast princess. he had heard that her power is unmatchable, but he wanted to find out first hand just how strong.

“Right now?” She asked.

“Did you have another place to be?” He asked her.

She smiled sheepishly, “Mama wanted me back after my match, she said it was important.”

He nodded, “Tomorrow then.” He told her.

She nodded and jumped out of the arena effortlessly. She was almost ten now, and she found that the more she fought and trained with everyone the stronger she became and the easier things are.

She jumped and landed kneeling right next to Myrth, whom was reading his spell book, right in front of the fire.

“How’d it go?” He asked.

“Two on me, I won by a land slide.” She said in a board tone.

“Something tells me you’re getting cocky.” He told her.

She rolled her eyes, “It’s just boring.” She told him, “I’m not trying to suggest anything. But I’m tired of fighting against guys like that. I need a challenge.”

“Things will never work out just the way you want them.” Lilly said coming back with Issa, something wrapped in cloth was in her arms.

“What’s that?” She asked her mother.

Lilly and Issa smiled at each other.

“It’s yours.” She said and handed it to her.

Crysalys put it in her lap, and it moved. She was startled by it, not expecting a movement from it.

She pulled back the cloth slowly, a brown, furry, big, grizzly bear cub.

She looked up at her mother with shock.

“A gunner killed it’s mother. We figured you’d want it.” Issa told her.

She stared down at the little bear. Just looking at it she knew it couldn’t be more than a few months old. It was always new born’s she got, plucked right from their mother’s as runts. That’s what she was used to. This was no runt, it was usual size, healthy, full of life.

A tear fell from her eye as she wrapped and cub in a hug.

“Scar.” She whispered.

“What?” Myrth asked.

“Scar.” She repeated, “He’s named after the mark on his mother, that she shared with me. Scar.”

“Wait.” He said, “It was that bear a few months ago that gave you that?”

She nodded, “I should have realized it.” She admitted, “Winter just thohed, around that time bears have their cubs. She was being protective. She slashed me like she did because I wasn’t afraid of her and she saw that as a threat to her cub. It’s irony, really.”

“So you’re really gonna take care of it?” Colis asked.

She nodded, “His mother’s gone, his name is Scar, and I’ll take his mother’s place. It’s fair, ignorance for parent hood.”

“You too soft.” He said.

“I have a sweet spot for animals.” She admitted, “All there is too it.”

“I just noticed something,” Issa said turning everyone’s attention back to the mothers, “Crysalys, the skin around your eyes, and your nails have been turning black.”

“Really?” She asked repositioning the bear in her lap so she could get a good look.

“Isn’t that what happens when you’re close to being a true princess?” Myrth asked.

She shrugged, “I never read or heard the legends about me, I can’t tell you.”

“Really?” Colis asked.

She nodded, “I figured they were stories about the previous princesses. I’m me and we’ll figure out whats going on with me when the time comes.”

“That’s very mature of you.” Lilly told her.

She shrugged again and picked up the bottle. Crysalys knew at this point in the cub’s state he still required milk.

Things were peaceful on the cave, if only the same things could be said for the town.

“I’m going after her, you can’t stop me!” Trevor yelled at his father.

“Go then!” He yelled, “Get yourself killed and cut up! Have you liver be turned into her dinner, your heart her new necklace, and your head her new ornament! You don’t stand a chance yet boy!”

“Then you go!” He yelled, “If I’m so immature, you go, Mr. has-all-the-experience-and-has-to-put-every-one-around-him-down! If you’re not a coward, you’ll take a few teams, a lot of fire power, and you’ll set out to the forest and get her head before she gets yours!”

“It is not that easy boy!” He hollered.

“The names not boy, dad!” He interrupted, “It’s Trevor! It’s not boy, it’s not son, and it’s not kid. And if you’re my father then you’ll tell me why it’s not that easy. Why you can’t just take all our man power and kill the little bitch.”

“Because she will not show herself that easily.” He told him, not yelling this time, “She will hide in the shadows, watch our every move, and with every family member, teammate, lover, friend we cut down, the hate in her rises. And then, in our weakest hours she will be there to eat our hearts, and rip our throughts out.”

“She’s still a little girl right now.” He argued, “One day she might do that for fun, but for right now she’s still probably picking flowers in the meadows and bringing them to her mother. We can beat her if we act now.”

“I understand your point.” Joseph told him, “But we don’t know what type of training that they put her through, for all we know she could be as strong as any of us right now. I want everyone to train and work at getting better, when I’m satisfied, we’ll kill her.”

“Geeze.” Trevor sighed, “If you just told me that from the beginning I might have actually listened to you.”

“Your old man isn’t a fool.” He told him, “They probably know they we know there’s a beast princess right now. So they’ll protect her at all cost, they’re working on building up their armies, making them stronger, better. That way, when she’s all grown up and ready for the war at hand they will stronger warriors to fight beside their ultimate.”

“Think she’ll be pretty?” Trevor asked.

“So-uh, Trevor, if the legend of her is correct, which it always is, she’s going to be the most beautiful thing in the world. And it’s up to you not to get blinded by it.” He told him.

“I can’t make a promise, dad.” Trevor admitted, “It is about that time when girls are all I can think of.”

He smiled at his son, “Believe me son, when the war is all said and done, you can have as many beautiful women as you want so long as we win.”

Trevor smiled, he had a plan. But he couldn’t do it alone.


Rain in the Forest Part 6


“Come on Myrth!” Crysalys yelled to her friend, “We gotta hurry. Colis, if you wanna hang out with us you need to keep up too!”

“Sorry, Crys!” Myrth said sarcastically, “We don’t have the same amount of stamina or energy as you do! Slow down!”

She sighed and waited at the top of the steep hill with her hands on her hips. She wasn’t impatient, but she just wanted to have some fun. Silver and Romona were starting to get impatient though. She couldn’t help that.

“What are we going all the way over here for anyway?” Colis asked when they reached her.

“You’ll see.” She said.

They continued on, letting Crysalys have the lead, but she was nice and slowed down for the two of them. She kept on forgetting what she was, and how hard it’d be for others to keep up.

“What are we looking for?” Colis asked.

“Colis,” Crysalys said turning around to look him in the eye, “If you really wanna hang out with us there’s something you should know. You need to shut up and trust us. You’ll see when we get there, and if I wanted and opinion, I’d ask for it. if you can’t do that, you’re a warrior in training, turn around and head back to the cave.”

He scoffed and crossed his arms in a pout but still followed. He didn’t want to show her that he was weak in anyway. But he wanted to know just where they were going. He trusted her, but he wasn’t sure. His father had told him the stories about the beast princesses, he couldn’t help but believe them.

Crysalys motioned for them to crouch down. They did and continued to follow her along the cover of the forest along the river.

She stopped and peered through the bushes. She smiled and motioned for them to come forward, but be quiet.

They looked through the holes in the bushes, spaces between two bushes, and they couldn’t believe their eyes.

Four beautiful young women, in things that only covered the parts of their bodies that they were told they would see after marriage. Four boys about the same age resting on the rocky banks of the river, in nothing but short pants. They all looked happy. They were eating colourful things, laughing, and drinking out of brass cups.

It was amazing.

“It’s amazing.” Colis told her.

“How did you find them?” Myrth asked.

“Mama asked me to go out and get some more herbs for her, I came to about here and saw them a few times. I figured you guys would like them too.” She told them.

“I do.” Myrth said.

“Same here.” Colis told her smiling.

“Hey.” One of the guys on the banks said, “Is it just me or do you feel like you’re being watched?”

They all froze.

“A little.” One of the girls said, the others agreed.

“Let’s get out of here.” Another guy said.

The girls got out and they started to put their cloths on. Even they were very nice. Light coloured, like healers, but cleaner, nicer, more expensive looking.

Just as they were about to leave, a giant grizzly bear came out of the forest on the other side of the lake.

The girls screamed and ran.

“Don’t run you idiots!” Crysalys yelled by mistake.

Instead of going after the others, it charged across the rocky banks to the other side.

“Stay perfectly still.” She hissed.

It jumped over the logs and bushes. Then turned around to face them. It’s think fur coat was standing on end, teeth bore, beady black eyes, black nose. But the one thing that got everyone’s attention was the scar on it’s left eye, it was pink and cut straight through the brown fur, and looked like it almost split it’s eye in two.

It walked forwards and sniffed each of them once or twice. When it got to Crysalys it sniffed a few times. She wasn’t scared of it.

It then let out a roar of rage.

“Myrth, Colis, Run!” She yelled, just as it’s giant paw came down towards her.

She managed to get out of the way, mostly. It came down on the outer half of her right eye. It spurted out blood.

She hissed in pain, and bear stopped. It froze.

“Crys, hurry.” Myrth said.

She jumped up and ran with them.

They made it about a mile or so, when she finally stopped, leaning on a tree for support.

“I can’t see.” She told them.

“Crysalys, let me see.” Myrth said.

She raised her head to looked at him. The cuts she got looked deep, Myrth and Colis swallowed hard realizing that she could potentially lose her eye. She was cut from her fore head to her cheek bone, you could see the bone of her skull coming out, the entire right side of her fave was covered in blood.

What was everyone going t say when they got back? This wouldn’t be a problem if it was anyone but Crysalys, she was their hope.

“Get me back to mama.” She told them, “I can barely see, so I need you’re help.”

“Let’s hurry.” Myrth said grabbing her hand and leading her as fast as he could to the cave, Colis, Silver, and Romona following behind.

In the town, the young men and women who were at the river where talking the head of the town.

“You saw what?” He demanded again.

“There were three of them.” One of the boys said, “Three kids, I’d say no older than Trevor. One looked like he’s be a necromancer, the other looked like he’d be a warrior. And then there was a girl. But she wasn’t dressed like a healer.”

“What did she look like?” Trevor asked them.

“She aren’t really sure on specifics.” One of the girls said, “But she was dressed in animal skins, they were too dark to be a healer, but too light to be a black mage. We think she might have returned now.”

“The beast princess?” He asked.

They nodded, “She told us not to run from the bear. And then it ran right past us to where they were. I think it might have slashed her.”

“Slashed her?” He asked.

The girl nodded.

“It can’t be the beast princess then.” Joseph told them, “She’d be too fast for a bear.”

“How would the beast princess come into this world?” Trevor asked his father.

“Same as anyone else son.” He told him, “With a father and a mother.”

“Then what if she still is a child and learning to be that beast princess right now? If she comes into the world like everyone else then, then who’s to say she’s not weak at one time or another?” He asked.

Joseph thought for a minute.

“Never in the legends has there been anything about a young child being a beast master.” He told him.

“Father, I don’t think we know enough about the beast masters and their allies to make any assumptions, any accusations. We don’t know enough so can’t rule anything out right now.” He told him.

“And how do you know all this?” He asked.

“I had a really good teacher.” he said, “This is my hypotheses on the beast princess so far; she’s born like any other person in the world, right now she’s still a little girl and is being trained to be that fast, strong, fierce fighter that they need. And if we hesitate any longer then she’s gonna grow up, she’s gonna become that legend, she’s gonna kill every last one of us. They said she’s probably wounded from that bear, so I say we go to that forest, and kill her before she can do that.”

“I hope you realize one small kink in your plan.” Joseph said, “We don’t know where their cave is, and is she is hurt they’ll be healing her as we speak, and if we do attack then they’ll have her well guarded and hidden.”

“So we strike while they sleep.” He told him.

“You’re a cocky little shit.” He told him, “I call the shots here for now, you wanna go there and kill her, you can go alone.”

“You’re scared.” He said.

Joseph irked, never in his life has he been known to be scared.

“You’re afraid of a little, hurt, girl who probably can’t move right now.” He said smirking, “You have the perfect opportunity for finishing this, and you aren’t gonna take it?”

“If you say one more word, you’ll be spending a month in the dungeons.” He threatened, “If that’s all, thank you.”

They nodded and left still a little dazed.

Joseph sighed and lit up a cigar, his son was beginning to be a pain in his ass. And he son was beginning to think the same thing about his father.

Issa and Lilly were sitting on the grass near the cave taking in the sunlight and talking.

“Do you think Myrth and Crysalys will get married one day?” Issa asked Lilly.

She thought for a second, “I hope so, they’re so close right now. Eventually the are going to realize they have feelings for one another.”

“I don’t think so.” Misula, Colis’ mother said joining in, “She seems to be getting fond of my son.”

Lilly sighed, “That’s what Jaihje, Cosmo, Kawhkie, and Peach said about their sons.”

“I guess we’ll have to see when the time comes, huh?” Issa said.

They nodded, “But, Colis.” Misula continued, “He’s going to be a fine man one of these days. I’d say he’d be a fine husband too.”

“Oh please.” Cocoa said sitting next to them, “One of my sons would make a better fit for the beast princess than anyone else.”

“How about we wait and see.” Lilly said, “I can’t make the decision for her. That’s something she has to learn on her own. Besides if it’s true love, how can we interfere with that?”

“I still say it’s going to be Myrth.” Issa said.

“Colis.” Misula argued.

“Do you smell that?” Lilly asked, “It smells like blood.”

They all looked to where the wind was coming from. Out of the denseness of the forest, Myrth, Cyrsalys, Colis, Silver, and Romona came running out best they could.

“She’s hurt!” Myrth and Colis yelled.

Lilly and Issa jumped up and ran to meet them half way.

“What happened?” Lilly asked moving her daughter’s hand to get a good look at the injury. Others had started to gather.

“Long story.” Crysalys said, “It’s my fault, I’m to blame. But I’m glade it’s only me who’s hurt.”

“Oh sweetheart.” She said.

“Prepare boiling water, bandages, the herbs, and something for her to bite on.” She told them.

“This can’t be good.” Crysalys thought out loud.

“It wont be that bad.” She told her hurrying her into the cave.

“Are either of you hurt?” Issa asked Myrth and Colis as Silver and Romona took off after Crysalys.

“A little shaken up, maybe.” Myrth said.

“But we aren’t the ones who are hurt.” Colis finished.

“Come on inside, I’ll make something to calm you two down.” She said.

As they entered the cave they saw Lilly having a little trouble with Crysalys.

“Stay still, please.” Lilly started to beg.

“I wanna see the extent of this first.” She said.

“Here.” Tia said handing her a mirror.

“Oh God.” She said examining her cut up face.

“It’ll be easy to fix, but you need to cooperate.” Lilly told her.

She nodded, and did her best to hold still as her mother cleaned the cuts.

“Think she’s gonna be okay?” Colis asked as they sat by a fire a little ways away from her.

“Lilly’s the best we have.” Issa reminded them, “And Crysalys is too stubborn to give up with something like that.”

“You seem awfully quiet.” Colis commented to Myrth.

“I broke my promise.” He said, “I promised I’d protect her, but I couldn’t.”

“Hey, it’s not your fault.” He told him.

“Yes it is.” He told him.

“You stopped it from tearing her to pieces.” He told him, “So what if she got a little cut. Something like that, with a mother like hers won’t keep her down for longer than a week at most. I bet you anything, day after tomorrow she’ll back at training. And the only reason why day after tomorrow, her mom won’t let her out of her sight tomorrow.”

“You think?” He asked.

“Go talk to her after her mom’s done if you don’t believe me.” He told him.

He sighed but nodded.

Myrth couldn’t help but feel bad. He promised on his life, he should be in her position right now. But what could he do? She was so reckless to begin with, he could barely keep up with her as it stands. He decided right then and there he was going to do everything he possibly could to keep up with her and keep his promise.

“Well now, it’s not too bad.” Lilly told her wrapping her eye up.

“What the greatest extent of it?” She asked.

She smiled, “You’re right eye will be a paler green than your left, but in the long run you’ll be fine.”

“How long will I have to wear the bandages?” She asked as her mother placed her hand gently over her hurt eye and began using healing magic.

She though for a moment, “I’d say about three or four weeks, and then I’ll change the bandages to see how well it’s healed. If it’s good enough then I’ll take the bandages off and we’ll let the air get to it. If it hasn’t More medicine and I’ll put them back on.”

Crysalys sighed, but understood. At least she still had one eye.

“So what happened with you guys anyway?” Issa asked coming over with Myrth and Colis.

“I brought them to watch some gunner people.” Crysalys said, “I found them playing in the river when I went to find herbs and stuff for mama. I figured they’d like to see them too, so I brought them there. But a grizzly bear came, and I didn’t think I’d need my whip. It charged over to us instead of to them. It sorta sniffed us all, then it roared ’cause it was mad. I got out of the way in time to avert any bad damage, but it got my eye. Myrth stopped it before it could hit me again with a spell or something. We ran, and then I couldn’t see ’cause of the blood. But we got here, and I’m gonna be okay now right.”

“That was reckless.” Lilly said.

“The only type of gunner that’s a good gunner is a dead gunner.” Garther said.

“We were watching for observations.” She said.

“observations?” Keshil, Crysalys’ teacher.

She nodded bast she could with her mother still working on her eye.

“I figured we could learn from watching.” She said.

“What did you learn?” He asked.

“They aren’t accustom to dealing with wild animals, they ran when it came instead of being still.” She started, “They choose to settle things with violence rather then rationality. They can, however, sense things like bears, boars, cougars, creatures that can’t hide their presence. We can, and I think that will be their down fall.”

“You truly are as the legend says, Crysalys.” He told her, “With you we can’t lose.”

She smiled to him, though deep inside she knew what she had to do to bring the land back to what it should be. It wasn’t going to be done with a large war, but by peace. And it was her destiny to do that.