What should I do?

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“It’s good to strive for someone.”

“You don’t need a man to be happy.”

“You have no idea what you’re missing if you don’t have a boyfriend.”

“Anyone who doesn’t like you is missing out on a once in a life time girl.”

I’ve heard all these my entire life. Never once had they ever really sunk in as anything other then passing comments.

Then one day at school I came across him. Three years older, taller, smarter, buffer. Hell he was like one of those male angels on earth even. Then I came across his personality.

He’s an asshole, he’s a jerk, he’s loud(I hate loud people), he seems like a player, and like every guy in high school he has a dirty mind.

He seemed to me like he had the physical appearance of everything a girl could want, but the personality from hell.

And yet, knowing that because he was older, I was younger, he was a jerk, I was shy, he was desirable, and I was cast aside because of how I look.

And I’ve never thought I’d ever like guys like that because of what they did to me in the past.

But for the longest time now I’ve been picturing our life together in the future. You know dating, moving in together, married life. . . . . . sorta.

He graduated, and I’ll be in tenth grade next year.

What I’m wondering from you guys is, should I move on and let whatever happen happen? Or should I continue to hold hope that he’s thinking about me too(Basically I just wanna try that poll thingy, but I need a good answer too, thanks)?

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The Bad Aspects of my Life

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Okay, umm. I’ve been thinking a lot today, and I figured since I haven’t posted anything for a while I would now.

Earlier today, as I was making dinner, my mom and brother were arguing. So, as I was getting sick of it I came out and slapped my brother on the back(They were fighting because my brother wouldn’t respond and he was quiet so my mom wanted him to yell and he refused). He started to cry, and I didn’t even hit him that hard. I didn’t feel bad about making him cry, I know that sounds really bad but it’s true.

I think I know why I am the way I am, and I’d like to share it with you guys and get all this stuff I’ve kept pent up for a really long time off my chest. I don’t care if you guys judge me or not. I was made the way I am now, and no one can change it.

It all really started when I was about three(Yes, I know a lot of stupid stories start this way but please bear with me here) I don’t remember it at all really, but I still have the scar on my right cheek from where they hit me. We(Me, my mom, my dad, my brother, and my sister) lived in Salmonarm. It’s a nice little town with friendly people, nice neighbours, ect. A guy who was about sixteen or so, he’d bully me. It wasn’t just me though. Apparently he’d pull down my and other kid’s pants and put grass in them(Imagine of some were allergic). And then one day me, my sister, and a couple others were playing down near where we lived. The guy, somehow, got a willow tree twig, branch, thingy that has all the leaves on it and droops down. He hit me with it. It was deep enough for me to still have the scar. He did it to another kid too. So we ran home. My mom tried to clean my face, and I guess my dad got home early. He saw that the cut was still oozing. And he went back outside and over heard the guy telling my sister, as he had a hockey stick in hand, if she told our dad he’d kill her. My dad grabbed him off his bike by his collar and held him so his feet couldn’t touch the ground. He told him if he ever touched one of his kids again he’d kill him. He dropped him and the kid ran home. He got his parents to call the police, and an officer showed up at our door. They didn’t give my dad enough time to show them my face. My mom said if they did it’d of been a completely different story. So my dad was put in court, he didn’t get any charges because he told it like it was. Growing up I guess I really hated myself because in the years it was still fresh and when it got really cold it would turn purple. But I have one question here, what the hell kind of sixteen-year-old picks on three, four, five, six or so year-old’s? And how many sixteen-year-old’s threaten a nine-year-old? I thought they were supposed to be becoming men about that age.

I think I was about five or six when this next part happened. I think we were living in Calgary, I’m not sure. But I know we lived right next to a play ground, and near a family friend of ours(her son was the closest thing I ever had to an older brother figure). There were two bouts about my age, I never really knew. And they hated me. I remember really only one of them by name. He was Jesse, he was ginger with freckles, he didn’t have any problem with me. How do I know? You may be asking. One day I walked the short distance(30 or so seconds) to the park and found him sitting there with one of those toy guns(You know those ones with the red cap like things that let out  bang). I was apprehensive, but he didn’t do anything to do or indicate that he had anything against me. So I figured it was the other kid(I wish I could remember his name!). He was taller then Jesse, I think he was blond, he hated me. I remember one day Karen, Katlin, and Chris(Family friends) were over. My sister and Kaitlen were doing I-don’t-know-what-nor-did-I-care. I didn’t know where my brother was. But I remembered me and Chris were out on my front lawn, don’t remember doing what. But then Jesse and what’s-his-face came up, on the other side of the street, and started chucking sticks at us. Chris threw some back at them. I looked up at him wondering if I could ever be as brave as he was.

From ages seven to I believe ten I was bullied horribly by multiple assholes. Brydon Gleag(sp?), Jake Calagaruse(sp?), Ian Suic(sp?),  Justin Robertson(sp?), Jadin LaBanc(sp?), Teana(Teanny, whatever the hell that bitch wants to go by) Calagaruse(sp?), and a handful of others who’s names I do not know. They things they did may not seem bad to you, but they still haunt me. Brydon bullied me because, in his opinion, I was too tall(I’m fifteen and somewhere between 5,7″ and 5,10″ and I have a lot of people towering over me now, and are my hight too)! He’d throw pinecones at me as I was walking home from school with my little brother, he’d make me cry. I honesty thought I was a freak. Jaden just plain didn’t like me for some reason, but then again she was like a frienemy to me one day we’d be okay the next she’d want to take my head off. Teana. . . . . . I blocked out what she did, but not a day went by that if she talked to me I would go home crying. I tried to do something about it by asking my older sister and her friends if they could talk to her(She had a lot of guy friends and I figured a little intimidation could work), she made me look like a liar. I don’t ever remember what she did, I had to block it out. Thanks to her I stopped asking and telling when people hurt me. I was about ten when I started showing signs of puberty(No, nothing like a period. But my hormones kicked in). It was bout here that Jake, Ian, and Justin came in. At the time we didn’t know, but I inherited P.C.O.S.(polycystic ovary syndrome). Basically what it is, is in my FEMALE body I have a higher count of MALE hormones then what the norm is. It causes weight gain, and it’s hard to lose weight, and I have thicker , more noticeable, and a hell of a lot more hair everywhere then most girls should. And it makes me feel horrible. Well, these guys picked up on it and started teasing me about it. It got worse when we went into middle school and I started puberty. They would make indications with their pointer fingers as they brought it across their top lips and they’d say things like “Gelet Fushion for men, or women.” and “Gellet the best a man or woman can get.” They’d throw rocks at me, they brought my, already suffering, self esteam down a lot. Then Brydon came back and started picking at that too.

It got worse when others noticed too. Dominic Carter(sp?), Geroge Garsia-Lopez(sp?), Ryan Martel(sp?), Ryan Benzy(sp?), and a hand full of others I don’t know. They pointed it out, they made me feel like I’d never belong anywhere. and for the longest of times, I believed them. I never thought I could be or do anything other then what was expected. I hated myself. It didn’t help that my friends were fighting and using me as a middle man, and that my grandmother died when I was in the sixth grade.

Things have gotten better, but it wasn’t until a few years or so ago that I realized something. I was depressed. From about age eight to ten, I became depressed of everything that had happened. And from eight until I was about eleven or so, I realized I was suicidal. I never cut, I never made any indication that I was in anyway, shape, or form depressed, let alone suicidal.

I think I’m still slightly depressed, but not as much as I used to be. I also came to the realization that I can never hate anyone that made fun of me, or put me in a position that made me wish for my life to end. I did, however, become philophobic. It’s the fear of falling in love. I’m afraid I’ll fall in love with a man and he’s going to hurt me and make me want to die again. But from all that I became bi as well. My mom says it’s just a phase, and I hate it. I’m the way I am for a reason. and it’s thanks to those assholes.

Now in my opinion all men are assholes. I’m sorry if you are literally the nicest guy in the world. I know not all guys are the same, but when you grow up see, hearing, and watching boys pick on you for things you can’t control and don’t understand. wouldn’t that make you hate them too?

When they started bugging me about my hair, I refused any treatment for it my mom offered. I still had this hope that I was pretty and I didn’t want to change it. From a young age I always thought I was pretty. But after everything they said, I can never look at myself like that again. And I began to see all those things at women recognize about themselves that they don’t like. I hated myself. I hated who I was. I hated everyone and I wanted them to die.

I wanted to be left alone for hours on end just to sit by myself and not have to think about anyone or anything. I wanted nothing. I wanted it all to end and for me to feel nothing. I became so numb that physical pain wasn’t as sharp anymore.

I still wanna kill myself. I still wanna die. I still want to cry my eyes out about what happened all those years ago. But I can’t.

People like Amanda Todd, and others who had killed themselves from bullying, they didn’t realize what I did.

If you kill yourself because of things they do to you, they win. They had the power over you, and they have the power to do it again. I wasn’t going to let that happen. I’d rather of killed them then died.

And eventually I got to high school. They say it’s supposed to be four years of hell. I’ve been in it one year, and it’s been the kindest to me out of everything. Maybe it’s because I’ve already gone through seven years of hell.

I came to that school district in the second grade, I’m heading into tenth now. And in my second year of high school I’ll be going to a different one. We moved one town over, and me and my bother stayed in that system until this year when he wanted to transfer. I decided to transfer too. I was done with the shit.

All those familiar faces I’ve grown to know and recognize over the years, I’m tired of. I don’t want to look at ever direction and see the people who were there that watched as I had pain inflicted on me. Who at times would stand there and not do anything. It’s not those who hurt me that I hate, it’s the people who saw, they heard, they were within reach, and they did nothing. They piss me off the most.

I’m going to be going to a different high school now. Start things fresh. I’m hoping this is what I need to forget about it all.

A lot of people may think I’m strong or something, and in truth, I’m not. I’m probably more venerable then a baby that’s unguarded.

I keep such high, thick walls up. I keep people out, I push them away. I’m still hurting from things so many years ago. I still wanna kill myself. I don’t want people to care about me, but my family will always. I think I might just be waiting for them to cast me aside and forget about me. That’s what I need. But I don’t want them too. I have this thing with abandonment, I don’t wanna think about it. But I don’t want them to care. But if they don’t care who will?

No one.

I feel better. Thank you to whoever finished this. I don’t care what you think about it. I just needed to vent. . . . . .

You know what would be funny? If all the people who ever bullied me read this, and their jaws dropped to the floor. lol.

I think it’d be funny.

Assholes! Bitches! People who need t push others down to feel better about yourselves!

I don’t hate you. I can’t. I want to. But I can’t.

I have a good home. I have friends, to some degree. I know what love is. And I am accepted the way I am. Yes, I’m thought of as strange, yes, I agree. But I am who I am. I can’t apologise for that.

and as cheesy as it may sound, to everyone who wants their life to end, who’s sick of the shit their going through, who cries themselves to sleep at night. You aren’t alone. I love you. You are you. And you are perfect , imperfect just the way you are. You’re better then those who hurt others. You’re there for those you love when they need you. And I know life is hard, and I can’t exactly speak only being 15, but you will find your path. You will walk it. And then one day when you’re happily married, and have the job of your dreams in a beach side house, with kids(if you want them), and a dog(sorry if your allergic or something), and as your reading the morning paper on your day off watching you beautiful/handsome spouse you’ll look down and see a familiar face of the person who wanted you to kill yourself and they over dosed on drugs.

You are you, and you better be damn happy about it. You’ll get through. Somehow. But know this, you are, have been, and always will be better then they are. And you are loved.

Rain in the Forest Part 16

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Crysalys was back bathing in the little lake in the clearing, Myrth and Colis still pestering her about everything.

“I still don’t see what you see in him.” Colis nearly hissed as she scrubbed.

“That’s my business, isn’t it.” She said nearly sneering at him, “And I want you to stop asking.”

“Give me a good reason why he makes a better husband then me and I will.” Colis offered.

She sighed and ran a soaked hand through her hair, “He’s different then the rest of the men.” She said.

“Can you be specific?” He asked.

She sighed again trying to find words, “Say I did accept you as my husband, Colis.” She said, “You’d want kids right away. I don’t. I want to wait, and so does he. He doesn’t want to have them hate each other like we hated each other in the beginning. He’d never want anything like that to happen again. And given the power he’ll have, it wont go to his head. I don’t know.”

“How can you not know?” He snarled.

“I just don’t okay.” She said glaring at him, “When you’re bitten, it’s hard to explain anything unless the person you’re explaining to has been bitten too. And just by looking at you, Colis, you have not been bitten.”

“You love him.” Myrth said not looking up from the spell book he was reading, “That’s all that maters.”

“Don’t you care about this?” Colis hissed at him.

He shrugged, “If Crysalys is happy with him, I’ll support her in it. But if I find out he’s hurt her in anyway, I’m not going to hesitate to kill that son of a bitch.”

“He won’t hurt me.” Crysalys said quietly, “He’s been bitten worse then I have, and I’ve been bit pretty bad.”

They laughed at her honesty.

“You think of anything just yet?” Myrth asked finally looking up to see her back. It was covered by her long dark hair, and as soon as it hit the water it pooled out around her like a web.

“Sorta.” She admitted, “But I’m not sure.”

He whistled, “If you aren’t sure, we should be terrified.”

She shrugged and stared at her reflection in the water.

“I was thinking of heading down to the town, going to see Joseph and Trevor and telling them.” She said.

“Telling them what?” Colis asked.

She looked back at them, “I’m pregnant.”

They were shocked, yes, they had seen it coming, but just to hear her say it was shocking.

“I told mama everything last night.” She admitted, “Everything. She cried, but she understood. And she told me I was pregnant with a gunners baby and that I better make my move fast before I show and people start asking questions.”

“We’ll head down there to talk with them, won’t we, Colis?” Myrth said to reassure his friend.

“You guys don’t have to.” She told them.

“We want to.” He said, Colis smiled too.

“I say we head back to the cave, let everyone know what we’re going to do, and head out in the morning.” She said.

“Get out.” Myrth told her.

She sighed but did as he said.

Scar, Silver, and Romona were at the cave, they decided to leave them there today to rest.

When Crysalys was fully dressed and they started heading back to the cave, she paused for a minute and her ears perked.

“Get down!” She yelled to Myrth and Colis who were instantly on the ground at her command.

She reached for her whip, as firing came out of the far end of the forest.

Myrth concentrated really hard, his specialty was raising dead, but he managed to put up a force field to allow them to escape.

As they were almost on the other side, pain shot through Crysalys she looked down to see something that looked so much like a humming bird stuck in her stomach. She collapsed.

“Run!” She ordered when they stopped, “Run!”

They did as they were told and headed right back to the cave for help. Crysalys blacked out on the grass as gunners surrounded her.

“I can’t believe you!” Trevor yelled to his father as he was tied down in a chair in the middle of a diagram one of the alchemists’ just finished drawing.

“Witnesses have heard everything you told, Jub.” Joseph told him, “You need to be punished, and so does she.”

“You’ll never find her.” He hissed, “She’s too smart, fast, and keen. She’ll have you out numbered and outsmarted in a matter of minutes.”

“Not true.” He told him son, “According to, Jub there’s a small lake a bout two and a half miles in the forest that she goes to regularly to bath. I have our sharpest gunners placed around that place in such a way she’ll never detect them.”

“She’s too keen for it.” He argued.

“Not if they’re covered in mud and dirt.” He smirked.

Trevor gritted his teeth, he was joking, right? He had to be. He’d felt the strength of the beast princess first hand, and if he’d been anyone other then him he’d be dead.

There was a knock at the giant double doors.

“Come in.” Joseph barked.

“Sir.” A gunner said entering, “They have just brought in the beast princess and are placing her in the dungeon as instructed.”

He smirked, “See to it you use strong chains.” He told him.

“Yes, sir.” He said and left.

Trevor was glaring all sorts of daggers into his father.

“I think I’ll go down and see our little princess after she wakes up.” He told his son, “After all it’s been, oh, I’d say five or so years. I’d like to see how she’s grown.”

“I hate you.” Trevor hissed, “You can’t do this.”

He only chuckled, “Can’t I?”

And he left the room leaving his son there, trying not to cry.

In the forest Myrth and Colis had just arrived back to the cave completely out of breath.

“What happened?” Issa asked noticing Crysalys wasn’t with them, “Another game of cat and mice?”

They shook their heads.

“The gunners.” Colis said.

“They took her.” Myrth finished.

Everyone who was in ear shot came directly over to hear what they had to say.

“She was bathing in the lake.” Myrth started, “Like always, we were trying to figure out a better way to end the war.”

“She got out.” Colis continued, “After she was dressed and we started heading back here, there were gun shots.”

“We didn’t even make it out of the clearing before they shot.” Myrth said.

“Myrth put up a barrier so we could escape, there were too many for us to take on.” Colis added.

“But something got her that made her collapse.” Myrth said, “She told us to run, and we did.”

“We don’t know what happened, but I guess they took her back to the town.” Colis finished.

Garther slammed Myrth to nearest cave wall.

“What the hell were you thinking, boy!?” He yelled, “You never think, do you!? Now we lost our only hope! What do you have to say for yourself!?”

Normally Myrth would have just taken whatever his father would of said, this time it was different.

He grabbed his father, turned him around, and pinned him to the wall.

“Stop yelling at me like I’m a child.” He hissed, “I can fix this. I can help her. I can make sure she’s okay. And it’s all thanks to that mistake we did when we were kids. So why don’t you stop for a few minutes think about what you’re going to say before you tell me I mess up with the life of my best friend. I am not useless.”

He pushed back and went and sat down at the fire where Issa and Lilly were. He closed his eyes and concentrated.

Crysalys was just waking up in the dungeon. It was dark and damp. When she realized that she was no longer in the grassy field she snapped completely awake.

Looking around there was a stone wall, straw, a low barrel presumably for water or wast or something, and a few sets of empty chains. She was in a set.

They dug into her wrists and ankles.

It didn’t look like there was anyone around. She felt a tingle in her and then she could hear Myrth’s voice.

“Crysalys, are you there?” He asked.

“I’m here, Myrth.” She assured, “I’m alright. What happened?”

“Colis and I went back to the cave and told everyone what we knew. Where are you?” He asked.

“A dungeon in the town somewhere.” She answered, “I’ll find my way out, don’t worry.”

“Worry?” He asked, “You’re in a dungeon, in the town, full of gunners, who probably have you on death row right now, and I’m ‘worried’. No, Crys. I’m freaking out right now!”

“Well, don’t freak out.” She told him, “I’ll find a way out of this, just don’t do anything stupid.”

“Anything you want me to tell everyone?” He asked.

“Don’t do anything stupid, and the baby’s alright.” She told him.

“Will do.” He said, “I’ll figure this out.”

“I hear someone coming, I gotta go.” She said.

“Take care for now, Crys. I’ll let you know when something happens.”

“It’s better if I contact you.” She said.

Crysalys shut her eyes tight, she couldn’t hear Myrth’s voice anymore. But she could hear the cell being unlocked.

In stepped a man she didn’t want to see.

“It’s been a while hasn’t it, princess?” Joseph smirked at her.

She didn’t say anything, she kept a board, tired, uninterested look on her face.

He frowned lightly.

“You’ve grown up.” He told her, “You look much more like the princess I’ve read so much about.”

She still didn’t reply.

“According to my resources, you and my son have been going off and fooling around together, and now, supposedly, you’re pregnant. Am I correct?” He asked.

She still didn’t reply which pissed him off even more.

“What if I told you, you’re little boy toy was being torchered in here somewhere?” He asked leaning in close.

“What if I told you, I’d kill you if got any closer?” She finally replied low and darkly.

He grinned and leaned back.

“Are you?” He asked.

“Am I what?” She hissed.

“Pregnant with my son’s love child?” He asked.

She shrugged, “I don’t know, why don’t you send a doctor in here and check me out?”

It was her turn to grin as his faded.

“You have some tong for a woman.” He told her.

“You have some guts for a bawling, machine dependant, weakling of a coward.” She countered.

“I will make you eat those words.” He hissed.

Crysalys leaned towards him as far as the chains would let her.

“I would love to see you try.” She whispered and then moved back against the wall.

She started cackling evilly.

He sent a fist flying through the air towards her cheek, but she was quicker and bit his hand hard enough to break a bone(which she did).

He howled in agony as her sharp teeth set into his hand. She was instantly in a fighting mood tasting blood.

She ungripped her teeth from his left hand and licked her lips, enjoying the salty, metal like tasting liquid.

“Demon child.” He hissed at her.

“Bawling, machine dependent, weakling of a coward.” She repeated.

He raised his right hand ready to hit her again.

“Joseph, that is enough.” Melody called behind him.

“What are you doing down here?” He demanded.

“You know even in our savage society, we still respect out women to no degree.” She whispered to him before bursting out laughing.

“I wish to talk to her.” He told her husband, “Go up and see, Trevor.”

He grumbled as he left, wanting to entarigate such a body more.

Both women waited until they couldn’t hear the footsteps of the head before Melody spoke.

“Is it true that you are pregnant and my son is the father?” Asked.

“This is unfair.” Crysalys sighed, “You’re so much like my mama how do you expect me not to tell you the truth?”

She smiled, “That’s all I ever asked from my children.” She said.

“So what if I am?” She almost hissed, “We love each other and were planing to stop the war to have children.”

“I want you to marry my son.” She told her.

Crysalys’s ears perked up hearing this.

“Is this some kind of joke?” She asked, “If it is let me know now, I’ll laugh.”

“It’s not a joke.” Melody told her, “You’re a strong, young woman and I know that’s exactly what he needs. And I don’t the war to happen anymore, anymore then you do.”

“I don’t think I can trust you.” She told her.

“I don’t blame you.” She said, “I’m hesitant standing this close to a living breathing beast princess. You’re more menacing then the legends said.”

She shrugged, “That’ll happen to a person after many fights, a few scars, and a few cracks of your own whip on your back.”

“You were punished when you first bit my son, weren’t you?” She asked.

Crysalys nodded, “No on understood I was bitten, other then someone else who was bitten.”

“Who got them to stop?” She asked.

“Technically I did.” She answered, “One of the healers told them that I was bit.”

“You love my son?” She asked.

“With ever last fiber of my being.” She answered without hesitation.

Melody smiled, “What do you call your mother?”

Crysalys looked at the older woman weird a moment then replied, “Mama.”

She smiled, “Start calling me mom.”

Crysalys was even more take back. And even more shocked when she saw what was in the sack she had with her.

“I believe these are yours.” She told her.

“Why are you helping me?” She asked.

Melody shrugged, “I’ve always dreamed of meeting the beast princess.” She admitted, “And I would do anything to make this fighting end. You love, Trevor, and he loves you. And I don’t want this war anymore, and neither do either of you. Stop this war, and take care of both my son and my grand child.”

“Mom.” She smiled, “I can’t make a promise.”

“I know.” Melody replied, “Take me as your hostage and I’ll guide you to, Trevor.”

“I couldn’t.” She admitted.

“You’re name is, Crystal right?” She asked.

“Crysalys.” She corrected.

She smiled, “A lovely name.” She said, “It’s the only way to get you out of here. I have a feeling the beast masters and their allies will be coming here shortly to rescue you.”

Melody took out a key and slowly unlocked each of the chains, starting with her legs.

When she was free, she realized that Crysalys was bleeding at her wrist, but Crysalys didn’t seem to mind as she wound up her whip and placed it back on it’s rightful place on her hip. She put her sword back in it’s holster and on her other hip.

“Forgive me if I’m a little rough, mom.” Crysalys said uneasily.

“Don’t worry about it.” She told her.

Crysalys grabbed her right wrist and twisted it behind her back and lightly and gently as she could after she drew her sword. She wrapped her left arm around her neck and held her sword to her throught.

“Are you alright like this?” She asked.

Melody nodded best she could with the sword.

“I can’t move it any further away,” Crysalys apologised, “It wouldn’t look real.”

“I understand.” She assured.

“Thank you.” Crysalys muttered.

“Just take of yourself through this, and him.” She begged.

“I can’t make a promise.” She said and forced her to walk.

Crysalys tried her best to make it look believable while not hurting, Melody.

“Let us through, or she dies.” She hissed to the guards.

Melody gave pleading looks to all of the guards, and they let her through.

“Shoot from behind, and I’ll bring her with me.” She snarled as they passed them.

“How much further?” She asked Melody after a while.

“Up this set of stairs of the left, straight to the giant double doors.” She told her.

“Thank you.” She whispered again.

They walked through the double doors and she glared at the guards.

When they got in, she let go of Melody, spun around and blocked the door with one of the spears from the suites of armor on either side of the door. She spun around again and used her whip to knock the gun out of Joseph’s hand, then took four bone knives out from under her belt and tossed them over at him pinning him deep into the wall.

She looked and saw Trevor smiling at her tied to a chair in the middle of a diagram. She started towards him.

“Don’t, Crysalys.” Melody told her, “That circle will vaporize you.”

“Can I get him out?” She asked.

“Human flesh can’t go in.” She told her.

“Melody.” Joseph hissed, “Worthless, bit-

He was cut off by Crysalys cracking her whip across his face.

“Even savages respect their women.” She told him again, “And this,” She cracked her whip on his face again, “If for hurting, Trevor.”

She went up to the edge of the circle and put her finger tips out, it almost stung her and she pulled back. She examined her black finger tips.

“You said humans can’t enter?” She asked Melody, “Can they exit?”

She nodded.

Crysalys stepped back a couple steps and stretched her whip out in her hands.

“This is going to hurt me more then it will you.” She told Trevor, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He said.

Crysalys sent her whip into the circle, it was made of animal hide, when it was wrapped around one of the legs of the chair he was sitting on, she pulled him out.

When Trevor was out he breathed a sigh of relief.

“I thought they killed you.” He said trying not to cry as Crysalys cut the ropes.

“It’ll take more then a tranquilizer to keep me down.” She said and cut the rope holding his arms.

When he was freed they embraced each other tightly.

“Trevor, there’s something I need to tell you.” She admitted, “I’m-

He cut her off by a soft kiss on the lips.

“I know.” He said, “And if we can stop this we’ll marry.”

“And we’ll live in a little house on the outskirts of the town, close to the forest and have a lot of kids.” She suggested.

“And they’ll be taught everyone is equal, and which ever trade they chose they will have.” He added, “We won’t change it.”

“I want a lot of boys.” She told him.

“I want at least one girl.” He told her.

“Yes.” She said, “One little girl, the youngest. and we’ll give her eight older brothers.”

“Perfect.” Trevor said and kissed her again.

Crysalys about to add more when she heard Myrth’s voice.

Trevor was concerned when her eyes started glowing a bright green colour.

“Crysalys!” Myrth called.

“What?” She asked.

“We’re on our way to town. We’re coming to save you.” He told her.

“IDIOT!!!” She yelled at him, “I don’t need saving, I need you to stop so we don’t get in any deeper with this war!”

“It’s a little hard to stop now.” He told her.

“How far are you?”

About a mile or so.” He said.

“I’ll meet you at the front gate.” She said, “Don’t do anything else until I get there!”

Her eyes went back to normal.

“What happened?” Trevor asked.

“They’re coming.” She told him, “They’re coming to ‘save’ me. We’ll have to dream later.”

“We have to stop the rest of the town too.” He said, “They’re going to be heading out since you were in the dungeons.”

Crysalys bit her lip hard.

“Meet me at the front gate.” She told him, “They’re about a mile or so off, I’ll stop them from getting in.”

“What about our side?” Trevor asked.

“That’s where you come in.” She told him, “You stop them from getting out.”

“And by doing that?” He asked.

“When both sides are at the the gate we tell them we will never have to fight anymore, we’ll be at peace, and the ancient peace treaty is in effect.” She explained, “We don’t have time to waste.”

“I love you.” Trevor told her and kissed her again.

“I love you too, but why now?” She asked.

“In case we both die.” He explained.

She nodded, kissed him quickly and wound up her whip again and jumped out the window.

Trevor watched her enviously, he just wanted to hold her and dream, but they couldn’t until this nightmare was over.

Crysalys jumped down the smaller roofs until she was on the stone streets, she looked left and right and closed her eyes, her instincts told her to go left. They never let her down.

She bolted left, her bare feet slapping on the stone floor. She didn’t know which way she was going, but she had an idea.

She saw up ahead a giant gate way, that was the entrance to the town. She stopped when she was under the arc, only a few moments away were the beast masters and their companions.

She had made it just in time. She put her arms out to attempt to stop them from entering, right outside the gate they did.

“I will not allow you to enter this town.” She yelled to all of them.

“And why not?” One of them yelled back.

“We aren’t going to fight anymore.” She told them, “We’ll have peace. We have a treaty in act right now.”

“Just because you’re pregnant with the head’s son’s child doesn’t make us at peace.” Garther hissed.

“No.” She stated, not surprised that anyone else knew her secret, “We’re at peace because neither side is going to fight anymore. I won’t let any of you. And he won’t let any of his side. We’re going to be at peace because that treaty from when this stupid war began is in effect. The son of the head, and the beast princess are to wed and have a healthy child. And we are.”

“And if we refuse to listen to it?” Someone else asked.

She pulled out her whip and stretched it out, “I’ll fight every last one of you off myself if I have to.” He threatened.

“There they are!” Someone yelled behind Crysalys, she didn’t have to turn to know it was the towns people.

“Crys.” Colis said stepping forward, “If we don’t-

“I don’t care!” She yelled, “I’m not going to let this go on anymore. I won’t let it.”

“Get them!” The crowd cheered.

“I don’t want this war anymore.” She whispered, “Just let it stop.”

The crowd behind her was suddenly silenced, out of the corner of her eye she saw Trevor standing behind her.

“I’m taking over the position of head, as of today.” He yelled to the crowd.

“Not possible!” Someone in that crowd yelled, “The war has to be over or the old head has to be dead!”

“The war is over!” He yelled, “Didn’t you hear the lady? There isn’t going to be anymore fighting between the two sides anymore.”

“You can’t decide that!” Another yelled.

“I just did.” He hissed.

“And if we refuse?” Another asked.

Trevor pulled out a gun and pointed it to the crowd, “I’ll kill you.” He threatened.

“You’re a great head for your first day you know that.” Crysalys commented, “You don’t go around and threaten to kill people, especially your own.”

“You did the exact same thing.” He defended.

“No, I threatened to fight them to keep them back. I made no indication of killing.” She explained.

He sighed, “Do you want this to end or not?” He asked her.

“More then I want to marry you and have kids.” She said, “But the stupid adults and their stupid pride.”

“If you knew what we went through,” Garther began.

“What you went through, would be the same thing we went through.” Crysalys countered, “If not worse. Do you really want your grand children growing up the same way you did? The same way we did? Jesus Christ, Garther, just because you know one way to do things doesn’t mean there isn’t a few other ways! We’re tired of it. Don’t you ever look around and see all those who have fallen? All the unnecessary blood shed? We don’t need it. We don’t need to kill unnecessarily anymore. We don’t need the next generation growing up the same way. We can change it for them.”

Crysalys paused and placed a hand on her stomach, “If you don’t want to then fine, but I won’t cry when they put you under because you were too arrogant to hear another’s words.”

“She’s right.” Trevor spoke to the gunners, “I know we all feel differently about the war, about our raising, about everything really. But I know at least most of want it to end. For your young kids at home, for your grand kids, for the new life you wished you’d of had. It happened so long ago, who actually remembers all the details as to why we’re fighting?”

Everyone was quiet for a while.

“Does anyone even want to fight the other side?” Crysalys asked everyone, “I don’t.”

Everyone was silent again.

“Grab them!” Everyone turned to see Joseph stalking down the street with a firm hold on Melody. Her arms were bound behind her back.

“Get them!” He yelled again pointing at Trevor and Crysalys.

Crysalys growled and cracked her whip so it landed around Melody and pulled her over to them, catching her before she could hit the ground.

“Are you alright?” She asked as she unraveled her whip.

“I’m fine, don’t worry.” She assured.

“Mom, what did he do?” Trevor asked.

“Your father has a temper.” She said as Crysalys cut the ropes binding her hands, “I’m used to it.”

“You call us savages.” Garther sneered, “We at least treat our women with respect.”

“And do they treat their men with respect?” He hissed, “Because your little princess sure didn’t.”

“You’re bleeding.” Crysalys told Melody, “Is there a healer around?”

“I always knew I’d be needed.” Lilly said and stepped out of the crowd.

“Mama.” She smiled.

Lilly knelt down next to Melody and took her wrists.

“So, you’re this young girl’s mother?” She asked.

Lilly nodded, “And I suppose you’re the gentleman’s mother?”

Melody nodded, “I suppose we’ll be in-laws soon.”

“It looks that way.” She giggled and began to heal her wrists.

“Women should know their place under their men.” Joseph yelled.

“Men get respect only if they deserve it.” Tia told him, “If you deserve it I’d rather be married to a brawler.”

“Every man deserves respect!” He shouted.

“Tell me then.” Crysalys said stepping in front of Trevor to get a little closer to Joseph, “What ‘man’ beats up on a woman? What ‘man’ punishes his only son for being curious? What kind of ‘man’ is so dense he can’t accept a little help when everyone knows he needs it? And what ‘man’, if that’s what you can call yourself, checks out a girl not even half his age, who’s pregnant with his son’s child, in a dungeon, because he was scared of her?”

“He did what to you?” Trevor asked spinning her around.

“I’ve been at the point where I know a lot of men are looking at me and wish to be with me. He was giving me one of those looks.” She explained.

Trevor held, Crysalys close as he glared at him father.

“My freedom, my happiness, and now my love?” He exclaimed, “What the hell is left for you to take?” He demanded.

“You’re life.” He snarled.

A loud bang was heard, and both Trevor and Crysalys dropped to the ground.

<<<—Four Years Later—>>>

“Hey.” Trevor laughed and caught his eldest son as they were playing, “Don’t hit people, Koi.”

“He started it.” Koi whined pointing to his younger brother, Adam.

“Naw uw.” Adam defended.

“I don’t care who started it.” He told them, “I want you both to apologise.”

“He-

Both boys pointed to the other and bother were cut off by their father.

“Do want to argue this out with your mother present?” He asked.

Both boys froze. While they loved their mother very much, if they had to chose between one or the other they’d of prefered it be their dad. Their mother wasn’t all that strict, but when it came to fights they would of rather been mauled by thirty bears, have their insides eaten by lizards, and be pulled apart by crocodiles alive.

“Please don’t.” They begged.

“Apologise.” He told them.

“I’m sorry.” Adam said.

“So am I.” Koi said.

Neither looked the other in the eye.

“Good.” Trevor laughed.

“Hey!” All five boys looked over to see tow hooded figures heading their way, one was large, one was small.

“Hi, Myrth.” Trevor said and started to meet him, “Long time no see.”

“It has been.” He said.

“Who’s this?” Trevor asked motioning to the small hooded figure hiding behind Myrth’s leg.

“This,” He said lifting the child up and cradling it in his arms, “Is my baby girl, Mist.”

He pulled down her hood to reveal blond hair red eyes.

“Hi, Mist.” Trevor grinned.

“Crysalys here?” Myrth asked.

Trevor shook his head, “She left this morning and said she’d be back for dinner.”

He nodded, “Almost that time isn’t is?” he asked.

Trevor nodded, “I don’t know where she is.”

“I might.” He said.

Trevor was about to ask when he heard the boys squeal. He turned around to see Crysalys tickling them on the grass.

“Mama!” They laughed and hugged her tight.

“I missed you two.” She said and hugged them tight.

Without warning she scooped both up and started over to Trevor and Myrth.

“And who is this fine young lady?” She asked closely inspecting Myrth’s daughter.

“Crysalys, this is Mist.” He said.

She whistled, “You’re gonna need to keep the boys away from this one.” She said.

He laughed, “And yours aren’t going to be a couple of ladies men?” He asked.

“They got their daddy’s looks.” She said and kissed each on the cheek.

“Look,” She said slightly awkwardly handing Adam to Trevor and adjusting Koi in her arms, “I heard about what happened to Autumn. I’m real sorry about it.”

Myrth shrugged, “Mist’s gonna grow up to be a black mage just like her mother. And I’m gonna make damn sure she knows she loves her.”

“You and Mist wanna stay for dinner and catch up?” She asked.

He smiled, “Sure.”

They went into their house and set the table. Crysalys had stew on the fire all day.

“So has the taking on apprentices worked for you?” Crysalys asked after she had served everyone and sat down.

“It’s going alright.” He said, “I had to reread a few books before I taught them anything though.”

“You forgot the basics then?” She asked.

“Think of it this way,”He offered, “You’re so used to just flicking your wrist and cracking your whip and having it do, whatever. Now you need to start from the beginning, how you learned.”

“Busting my lip open a couple of times before I learned to work it properly?” She asked and laughed.

“You did that?” Myrth asked.

“I thought you knew.” She laughed, “You were always close by reading a book or practising spells or something, I figured you heard.”

He shook his head, “It sounded to me like you we doing perfectly fine.”

She shook her head, “I think the difference is how each trade teaches.”

“What do you mean?” Trevor asked.

“Well,”She began, “Necromancy is mainly reading and discovering on your own right?”

Myrth nodded.

“Healing, you’re taught about it but you’re left on your own for training. Gunners, you’re trained through it all. Magary is mainly memorization and after you have that you’re set. Alchemists is literally a class. To be a warrior or guardian is the same physical work to be a brawler. Thiefs are on their own and need practise. I don’t really know what you need to do to become a ranger.”

“What about you beast masters?” Trevor asked.

“At the beginning you’re told you need to be able to do so many things, and then you’re on your own with the exception of weekly organized fights between training beast masters.” She explained.

“So it varies.” Myrth said.

“Where were you all day anyway?” Trevor asked.

Crysalys bit her lips together, and looked around the table trying not to smile.

“Koi, Adam.” She said, “How would you two feel to a new brother or sister?”

“I wanna a brother!” Adam yelled.

“You have a brother.” Koi hissed.

“A little one that wont beat me up all the time.” He said.

“I wouldn’t beat you up if you weren’t such a wimp.” He argued.

“Is there something you three wanna tell me?” Crysalys asked.

“No.” Koi and Adam answered together quickly.

She sighed and looked at Trevor.

“They were fighting again.” He said.

She looked back at her sons.

“You’re cleaning the dishes tonight.” She said.

They flinched. They prefered it when she’d actually give long speeches, and lectures, and send them to bed without supper. They wondered why was she so leisurely about it now?

“So you’re working on tree kids now, huh?” Myrth asked.

She couldn’t stop smiling now, but she nodded.

“A little girl, with eight older brothers.” She grinned.

He laughed, “You’re gonna die if you keep it up.”

“I am not.” She argued.

“Did you forget-

“I did not forget, Myrth.” Crysalys cut him off, “I had mama look over me and treat me. She said I was fine to have as many kids as I wanted to long as I waited in between each one.”

He sighed and slouched back in his seat.

“So, how’s running the town so far, Trevor?” Myrth asked trying to change the subject.

He shrugged, “I can’t give my father credit.” He said, “He always said it was a hard job, and he hardly had any time for the family. It’s pretty easy really.”

Trevor went into detail about how running the town actually works, Crysalys drifted off.

A Loud BANG was heard, and both Trevor and Crysalys fell to the ground. Crysalys had moved them so she’d take the bullet, and it worked. Trevor was holding where she was shot, she bit into his left shoulder to ease the pain. “Lilly.” Trevor begged. She came out of her shock and quickly got to work, Melody doing anything she could. “I will be right here.” Trevor whispered. “Leave the savage, Melody.” Joseph told her, “You men!” He yelled into the crowd, “Take them!” No one Budged. “I said, Take them now!” He ordered. “This war is over, Joseph.” Jub said stepping forward. He was the last person anyone would have thought to talk back to the head of the town, “That means Trevor is the head of the town now.” Trevor swallowed and held Crysalys’s hand. “Make sure the baby’s alright.” She whispered to her mother. “It’s still a fetus now, sweetheart.” She told her, “It’ll be okay as long as you are.” “Make sure it’s okay.” She repeated. Lilly understood. “Joseph!” Trevor barked, his father turned his attention to the young man partly covered in blood, “If she’s not alright after this, I will personally wring your neck.” “Attack them!” Joseph ordered. “Anyone who follows his orders will share the same fate as he will.” Trevor warned, “We don’t need to fight anyone anymore.” “He’s right.” Myrth said stepping forward, “We were all too stupid and too full of pride to admit all of us were wrong. If we did this sooner, non of this would hove happened.” Myrth went and knelt next to Trevor. “I got her.” He said, “You go take care of your town.” Trevor looked at him amazed. “What?” Myrth asked, “We’re at peace now right? Why shouldn’t I help you?” “Thank you.” He said and stood up. Myrth took his place holding her hand. “Guards, arrest him.” Trevor said pointing to Joseph. “You can’t do this to me.” He hissed. “On the contrary,” Trevor said, “I can. Joseph L. Honec, I hear by sentence you to be imprisoned in the dungeons you’re so found of until you’re last breath. And you better start praying that she’s going to be alright or I’ll change that to the death penalty of my gun.” “You can’t do this to me!” He yelled as he was dragged away, “I created this town! I created you! You’re nothing without me! Nothing!!” “Shut up.” Crysalys snapped. “Damn.” Myrth said, “I was really hoping he’d get death, too.” “Haha.” Crysalys said, her voice slightly raspy and parched, “Good to know you care, Myrth.” “I do.” He said, “I just really wanted to see that bastard die.” “She’s gonna be okay?” Trevor asked sitting next to him. Myrth nodded, “If she’s still got that tong on her, not a chance she isn’t.” “Thank God.” Trevor whispered.

“You done, ma?” Koi asked her.

She smiled, “Yeah.” And pushed her plate towards him so he could clean it.

“Did you two remember to feed our partners?” She asked.

They flinched. A while ago they said they really wanted an animal cub so in order to make sure that they could handle it, Crysalys had them taking care or Romona and Scar, poor silver died last year. He lived a long and happy life. They did a good job, so when Adam was two she presented them with wolf cubs. Their moth had died in labour, so she took two home to her boys. There was one catch with them, taking care of one of the animals meant taking car of all of them.

Crysalys would do what she’d normally do for her partners, but she left things like feeding, and fresh water to her boys, they needed responsibility.

“We’ll do it now.” They groaned.

“You two wanted to pups, you got them, and you know all the animals have to eat at the same time.” She almost scolded.

“Yes ma’am.” And they left to lean-too barn like shelter at the rear of the house to feed them.

Trevor, Crysalys, and Myrth talked about little things until both Koi and Adam bid good night and Mist fell asleep.

“You sure you don’t want to stay the night?” Crysalys asked.

He nodded, “I just got us an apartment in the town.” He said cradling Mist, “Besides, if she’s not in her bed in the next hour or so she’s going to be cranking come morning.”

She smiled, “You’ve spoiled her rotten.”

He smiled, “Only thing I got to spoil.”

She nodded, “You both are welcome here any time, you know that right?”

He nodded, “I’ve been busy lately otherwise I’d of come sooner.”

“Take care, buddy.” She grinned.

“I’m sure if I’m in trouble you’d come to save me.” He grinned right back at her.

“Damn straight.” She answered.

The shared a side hug and Myrth and Trevor shook hands.

They watched him disappear into the darkness. Then they slipped back inside and up stairs.

“Do you ever miss hanging around all you’re friends and stuff?” Trevor asked.

Crysalys paused halfway through brushing her hair and shrugged before continuing.

“It seems to me you do.” He said as he undressed for sleep.

“Sometimes I miss it.” She admitted, “The freedom of running through the woods, Myrth and Colis at my heels, Sliver, Romona, and Scar next to me. Running no where in particular. It was nice. But I like this life more.”

“You do?” He asked.

She nodded as she pulled off her shirt and slipped on her night gown.

“Why?” He asked knowing he wasn’t going to get an answer unless he asked.

She shrugged as she pulled her pants off.

“Maybe ’cause I have an amazing husband, two beautiful boys with another on the way, two loving mothers, two little sisters. I know my friends are doing well. And I get to see them from time to time.” She started listing, “And best of all we aren’t fighting anymore. There isn’t a cold war going on between two sides. Our kids can grow up see everyone as an equal. Trevor, we did what we were born for. We brought peace back to the land just as the elders told me to do. And now we have boys to raise so they can change the world for better too.”

He brought her down to kiss him.

“I love you.” He said snuggling into her under the covers of their bed.

“I love you too.” She said and kissed him.

“I love you more.” He challenged.

She propped herself up on an elbow and stared down at him.

“Trevor, I love you, but don’t start that ‘I love you more’ shit with me.” She nearly hissed.

“That’s why I love you.” He said and kissed her.

And both of them had to laugh at themselves, the only reason why they were at where they were now was because of a chance meeting in the not too distant forest when it rained.

 

 

Rain in the Forest Part 15

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Each side had much time to rest from the war. Both decided to let the other make the first move.

Crysalys and Trevor met at the hidden tree every time it rained to share their love once again. Yet neither could shake the feeling that what they were doing was wrong. They had family and friends that were counting on them while they were fooling around.

Neither thought anything bad would happen other then they got caught by one side or the other, then they could explain and the fighting could end.

Until one day when Crysalys was training with Myrth and Colis. They were testing their skills against one another, making sure they were sharp.

In the middle of her attack, Crysalys dropped her sword and was forced to her knees chalking up the contents of her stomach.

Myrth kneeled next to her and rubbed her back hopping it would help.

When she was done, he and Colis helped her up and brought her to Lilly.

“I think she’s sick.” Myrth said as they sat her down next to her mother, “She threw up in the middle of training.”

Lilly placed down what she was weaving and turned to her daughter.

She wasn’t pale, she wasn’t warmer than usual. Her eyes were white, she was well hydrated.

“Did you eat something strange in the forest?” She asked.

“I’m not an idiot mama.” She said, “All I ate was that lamb mutton.”

She nodded, Lilly knew her daughter ate a lot but never anything more then a little breakfast and a lot at dinner. It was usual for most people though.

“Anything unusual happen?” She asked.

She shook her head.

“And you just threw up today?” She asked.

Crysalys nodded.

“Lay down.” She ordered.

Crysalys obeyed layed down putting her hands behind her head.

Lilly pressed down on various parts of her daughter’s stomach hoping to find something.

“Are you sure you’ve been eating enough?” She asked and let her sit up.

Crysalys nodded, “I just haven’t been getting very much sleep lately.”

She looked at her daughter surprised. It was one of the main animal instincts anyone had. Eating, sleeping, and of course sex. But she knew her daughter, she would never, or would she?

“I’m going to ask you something, and I want you to answer honestly.” She said.

Crysalys nodded not really caring what the question was.

“Have you accepted any one as your husband yet?” She asked.

She shook her head, “I’m waiting ’til after the war.”

“Would you tell me if you were doing something forbidden with someone that you didn’t want me to know about?” She asked.

Crysalys was taken back. What kind of question was that? She hadn’t exactly accepted anyone as her husband yet, Trevor it would happen after the war. But what they did wasn’t forbidden if they were going to be together, was it?

“Of course.” She said.

“Are you?” She asked.

Crysalys sighed, “Ma, this is probably my body telling me I have to spend less time worrying about what’s going on around me and getting a good night’s sleep. You know I’d never do anything with anyone until I’ve married them.”

Lilly look content with that answer, “I just wanted to make sure.” She said, “Sometimes pregnancy can be confused for a multitude of things, and if not known about it can put both the child and the mother in quite a predicament. I don’t want you hurt.”

She nodded, “It’s probably lack of sleep.”

Lilly nodded, “I’ll make tea for you before you go to bed, it’ll help.”

“Thanks ma.” She said.

They decided to finish up their training for the day and go for a walk.

Trevor was being harassed in the head’s office for not finding a wife yet.

“If you don’t find one soon then our family will lose power.” Joseph said calmly. He had learned yelling isn’t the best way to get through to his son.

“I have found a girl, father.” He said, “I’m just waiting until after the war to marry her.”

“Why are you waiting?” He asked.

“She doesn’t want to have children with this still going on, and frankly neither do I.” He almost snapped.

“But if you’re killed-

“If I am killed during this war, I want her to know I love her, I wanted to marry her, and that if we did have children that we both don’t want any of them growing up like we did, being forced to hate the others.”

“Are you still talking about peace?” He demanded, “The beast princess put her mark on you. She’s going to kill you if you don’t kill her first.”

“You don’t know her father.” Trevor almost yelled, “Neither do I. But what she spoke when we were young it still rings in my head like the bells on the church do. We need to put the past away, but the adults won’t let us. And my question is why?”

Joseph was taken back by what his son was saying.

“Is it too painful to admit that both sides were wrong and we can move on?” He asked, “When I’m head I’m going to make that peace with the beast masters, and no one can stop me.”

“If that’s what you want to do when you become head, no one can stop you.” Joseph told him, “But in order for you to become head the war either needs to end, or I have to die.”

“I’ll end this war father.” Trevor said, “But no more blood shed’s going to happen.”

“You can try son.” Joseph told him, “But the beast masters are savage and blood thirsty, you wont get through to them.”

“We’ll see.” He said and left the office.

Crysalys, Colis, and Myrth were laying in the grass with Scar, Romona, and Silver looking up at the clouds.

“I hate the rain.” Colis said noticing some storm clouds moving in.

“I like it.” Crysalys said.

“How can you?” he asked her.

She shrugged, “It’s pretty, and makes a nice sound. And when it’s stopped the world looks so still. It’s nice. How come you don’t like it?”

It was Colis’s turn to shrug, “You can’t do anything in it, and too much can kill you.”

“What’s your opinion on rain Myrth?” She asked him.

“It’s alright.” He said, “I like to watch it fall, but I’d prefer it to be sunny.”

“What about the snow?” She asked turning over onto her stomach, “I love it, the only down side it I can barely see Silver when we’re running around.”

“It’s too cold for my liking.” Myrth said.

“I like training in it.” Colis said, “More of a challenge.”

“You like all weather, don’t you?” Myrth asked her joining her on his stomach.

She shook her head, “I can’t stand thunder showers, or lightning.”

“I can get a lot of power drawn from that.” He said.

“I don’t mind thunder, but I don’t like lightning.” Colis said.

“That’s ’cause you’re always wearing metal and have a high risk of getting struck.” Myrth said.

“So what?” He hissed, “At least I’m not afraid of snakes.”

“One bit me when I was little,” He defended, “I have a good reason.”

Crysalys stayed back and let them work it out their selves. She left them there and went to the hidden tree where she knew Trevor would meet her soon.

And he did, as soon as the first few drops of rain hit, Trevor headed into the forest to the hidden tree.

He hit the trick that Crysalys had showed him, and there she was, sitting with her back to the entrance. He eased in and closed the passage behind him. She turned and smiled at him.

He smiled down and took her in his arms in a tight embrace as they started kissing.

She pushed off his vest and shirt and felt his abs as she always did. Trevor wasn’t one of the more built men she had come across, but she loved the way his chest and stomach felt under her touch.

Trevor pulled the knot that held her top closed to show her full chest. He pushed it off her shoulders and continued to cares her body.

Just after they knelt down in their kiss, the passage opened. Both looked up in fear to see a shocked Myrth and a furious Colis.

“So this is where you go when it rains.” Myrth said sounding hurt.

“You said you knew.” She said, “I thought that meant you understood.”

“When I said I know, I meant I thought that you were sitting up in the trees staring at the moon like you’re so found of. I never thought you’d be whoring around.”

Her nails dug into Trevor, and it was apparent to everyone that her temper was done.

She lunged at her best friend and tackled him to the ground knocking his staff far out of reach. They wrestled around on the wet grass sliding and unable to get any good traction. Trevor and Colis watched them go at it.

“Don’t you think we should break them up?” Trevor asked Colis.

“Naw.” He said as a reply, “They’ll cool off soon enough, why don’t you put your shirt back on.”

He did as was told, or so he thought. And soon enough both returned to the hidden tree to talk about what was going on.

They waited until Crysalys had her shirt tied up tightly before anyone said anything.

“How’d you find us?” She asked.

“You gotta love Silver.” Myrth said, “We might not have a thing with animals but we bribed him with liver to follow your sent.”

“I never go in a straight path.” She said.

“That’s why it took so long.” Colis said, “He kept getting confused because your sent wast criss crossing.”

Everyone was silent for a while.

“I wasn’t whoring around.” Crysalys finally said, “I’ve made up my mind, as soon as the war’s over I’m marrying Trevor.”

Trevor was ecstatic to hear that.

“No one will let you, I hope you know.” Myrth said.

“After the war both sides will be at peace.” Trevor said for the first time, “I’ll be head of the town after that and the first thing I do is bring peace to both sides, then I’ll marry Crysalys.”

“I just don’t  want the war.” She said quietly.

“I know.” Myrth said, “You know if it were anyone else who found you two, you’d be dead.”

“We know.” Trevor said.

“And,” He said turning his attention fully towards Crysalys, “I hope you realized because of whatever it is you wanna call it, you could very well be pregnant as we speak.”

She rolled her eyes, “Myrth pregnancy happens after about two to three weeks before it’s set in.”

“And how long have you two been doing this?” He asked.

“Two and a half weeks on and off.” Trevor said.

“You’re pregnant, and you’ll have to face your ma, and the cave, and the town.” He said.

“Yeah.” She said, “But if I’m pregnant with a gunner’s baby that I willingly took wouldn’t that mean that old peace treaty is in effect?”

“What treaty?” Colis asked.

“A few hundred years ago when the fighting started.” She said, “The beast princess and the son of the head were to be promised to marry at birth, and when a healthy child was born there’d be true peace. But it was stopped when the girl turned up near death.”

“And you two think you can change all that?” Myrth asked.

They nodded.

“We can’t keep fighting forever, Myrth.”She told him, “It’s only a matter of time before both sides realize and come to peace.”

“And I’ll make that peace if that’s what you want.” Trevor told her, “It’s best for everyone.”

“You can’t tell anyone.” Crysalys said, “Either of you, no one. Don’t even talk about it.”

“What about when, Lilly finds out you’re pregnant?” Myrth asked.

“Hopefully,” She said, “We’ll have peace by then.”

“And if not?” He asked.

She shrugged, “I’ll tell them the truth and see what they do.”

“Kill you and the child.” Colis said.

“For what?” She asked, “Attempt to bring peace to land again using my own tactics? You seem to keep forgetting they need me.”

“You’re doing multiple forbidden things, Crysa.” Myrth said, “Even if you say you aren’t, this is considered whoring around because you aren’t married, you’re out after dark without anyone knowing where you are, and you’re socializing with a gunner. The only other thing you can do is kill one of your own, and I think we all know you aren’t going to do that if your life depends on it.”

“I’m gonna figure this out, Myrth.” She said to him, “I just need a little time.”

“Time for what?” He exclaimed, “Time to explain to both sides that you’ve been doing unspeakable things with each other in hopes of peace? Time to tell your mother that you’ve done something she would rather die than have you of done? Time to speak to the elders and tell them all you have done?”

“Would you shut up and let me finish?” She snarled, instantly he shut up.

“I need a little time, to figure everything out.” She admitted, “How we’re going to go about telling both sides, how mama’s gonna feel, what everyone’s gonna think. I just need a little time to figure it all out on my own.”

“Why do you keep saying, ‘you’, ‘alone’, ‘my own’?” Trevor asked, “I’m in this just as much as you are.”

“Can you get pregnant?” She asked.

“No.” He said shyly.

“Then shut up, I’ll figure it out for the both of us.” She said, “I just need you to focus on getting the title as head from your father as soon as you can.”

“I can do that.” He said.

“What do you want us to do?” Colis asked her.

“Keep your traps shut about what you know.” She nearly hissed, “Anyone hears anything about what we’ve been doing, they’re going after Trevor first, then I could die. And if that happens I guaranty both of you, I ain’t goin’ down alone.”

“Need us to cover for you on anything?” Myrth asked.

“If anyone asks you two if you know what I was doing those rainy nights, I was training to be my absolute best. And that’s it.” She told them, “If they ask you where I’m training say you don’t know. If they ask how you know, tell them I told you in case anything happened. If they wanna know why, tell them smell, hearing, and general senses are lessened in the rain and I’m trying to sharpen them. And if they ask why I don’t have a partner with me, tell them it was something I need to do on my own.”

“What are you gonna do?” Trevor asked.

“Take long walks.” She said, “They help. I’ll figure it out. But I know it’ll be a hell of a lot easier to get it done after you get the title.”

“I’ll do what I can.” Trevor said.

“Need anything else don’t hesitate to ask.” Colis told her.

“Thanks.” She said to everyone.

The four in the hidden tree where the start of something larger then they could ever come to know. If they had any idea what they were about to encounter they might have stopped, or maybe not. It wouldn’t never be known, for they didn’t know until they came across it all.

 

Rain in the Forest Part 14

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The moon was full as midnight neared both the town and the forest. Everyone on the beast master side were ready and waiting. The gunners and their allies were preparing to advance.

Crysalys sat up in a tree top, Silver, Romona, and Scar underneath her as she stared up into the sky. The full moon will be stained red tonight. She thought to herself.

Trevor stood at the entrance to the town staring up at the sky. If I can see you once before I’m killed tonight, I can die happy knowing you’re alive, Crysalys.

Each thought of the other moments before each side would lose countless members of each side.

It hurt both of them to know that the people they called their friends, their allies, companions, and at times masters would fall in the woods and be stained with each other’s blood.

Crysalys jumped down and looked over to where she saw Myrth and Colis, both knew what she knew. But both were willing to die for her. She wanted to die bringing peace to this land as there once was.

She looked up at the sky again, the full moon, the shinning stars above. But she couldn’t help but notice dark clouds moving in from the south east. A storm was coming. Her long dark hair was blown around in the night wind.

Trevor saw the same thing she did as everyone gathered to the entrance.

“It is time that we bring those beast vermin where they deserve!” Joseph yelled to the crowd, “Hell! If any of you aren’t man enough to bring them there yourselves you stay behind! Only real men can win this battle!”

They cheered and started towards the woods. The beast masters didn’t need to hear them to smell them coming a mile away. The only thing was the rain, their sense of smell wouldn’t be as sharp as it would normally.

Each of the gunners and their allies split up into groups of two, three, and four, just as Trevor suggested.

The beast masters grinned at one another, did they have a sharp princess or what?

They waited until they were between them and the warriors before they jumped down and started their assault.

Crysalys was running through the woods like lightning. There was a small path that almost no one knew about. No doubt that was where Trevor and Jub would be.

She head movement and jumped into the trees above to avoid being seen. One man came out mumbling to himself about his friend being a coward.

Crysalys curled her body in such a way no matter what came from her in any direction she’d be prepared. She waited patently as he passed under her, and when his back was turned she jumped straight at him.

He heard something and turned around just in time to see black, claw like nails, an animal like body, and green eyes lunging for him. He tried to reach for his gun, but she was upon him first.

He groaned as he hit the hard ground, but managed to keep her at arms length for a little while. She reached down trying to get his neck, but he twisted his body and she got his shoulder. She tore the material off and raised her other hand about to strike again going for the arms, but she froze.

He noticed this and looked at her. Carefully she traced his shoulder where there was a healed over scar that looked like a bite mark. She looked him in the eye and he was shocked.

They both repositioned themselves, he was sitting up, she was in between his legs.

He was more muscular, taller, defined features that showed he was strong and used to getting his way. Short brown hair and dark stubble on his chin that indicated he was capable of growing facial hair.

His gaze fell on her, long dark brown hair pulled into a high pony tail, bangs covering her right eye, a thin braid on the left side of her face. Her lips were blood red, nails black and animal like claws, the skin around her eyes was black as if she were wearing eye make up. She had filled out, she was taller, a larger chest, long powerful legs, tattoos covering her body, multiple piercings on each ear, full hips, and defined abs.

She placed a hand over the scar and leaned forward into his chest.

“It’s been a long time.” He said, his voice was much deeper, it was no long that of the boy she had known, but of the man she’d loved.

“Yes.” She replied quietly, it came out a little lower, harsher, and deeper then he was used to. All the girls in the town had high pitched and squeaky voices, it was new but he liked it.

“You’ve grown up a lot.” He told her, “You look more beautiful them I ever thought.”

She couldn’t suppress her smile, “Thank you. You’ve turned into quite a man. You must make the girl go wild.”

“Non have sparked my interest.” He told her, “Until now.”

“Did you still want to marry me?” She asked almost afraid.

He lifted her head so she could see him, then he moved the hair out of her face. He smiled gently and lightly fingered the old scars on her eye as he caressed her cheek.

“If you’d have me.” He said.

“You don’t realize how many proposals I’ve gotten since I was deemed old enough to marry.” She told him, “But I never accepted one,” His face dropped, “Until now.”

He looked at her wondering if she was serious, rain started to fall on them as their eyes met for the longest time.

“You would do me the honour?” He asked.

“If you would have me.” She replied not breaking eye contact.

Neither said anything as they both leaned into the other, faces coming closer and closer. . . . . . . until

BAM!!!!

They both pried their eyes away to see the gunner retreating this way. Trevor was about to say they should pretend to be fighting. But Crysalys wasn’t about to stop when they’d only met after so long.

She grabbed him and dragged him along as the rain kept coming down. She dragged him to the hidden tree and pushed the trick for the entrance.

She pulled him inside and it closed. Just like before, as if on cue the torches around them lit up.

Trevor looked around amazed at the place.

“Aren’t you going to sit down?” She asked ringing out her hair.

He sat down and pulled her down with him so she was sitting between his legs again, this time he was leaning against the wall of the inside of the tree.

“You’re beautiful.” He told her.

A small amount of heat rose in her face hearing that from him. She’d gotten that a million times from everyone else who wanted to marry her, but she always shrugged it off.

Sh swallowed and looked him in the eyes, she’d never been this nervous before.

“Trevor.” She began, “There’s something I need to tell you.”

He grabbed her hips and pulled her ever so slightly closer to him and nodded.

“I’ve been bitten.” She said.

He tilted his head to the side not understanding, “You mean, you got a disease or something?”

It was her turn to look at him weird.

“I’m in love.” She told him, “With you.”

He looked down, he never expected that from her so soon.

“Please tell me that means the same thing to you.” She begged.

Trevor didn’t reply. He reached on hand up behind her head and pushed her towards him locking them in a fiery lip lock.

It was as if hot and cold were mixing together in their bodies. Thunder could be heard outside the tree when they parted but they didn’t care. They went back for another kiss.

Trevor ran his hands up and down her back, pulling at her pony tail until it came undone so he could run his hand through it.

Crysalys felt everything under his soaked through shirt, but it wasn’t enough.

She pulled back and smirked at him, “I want you out of those wet cloths.”

Trevor was taken back for a moment then smirked back at her knowing what she was getting at.

He allowed her to pull his vest and shirt off, she then attacked his mouth again.

He gripped her shoulders and held her there as he layed her down on the floor. He then started roaming his hands around her top trying to figure out how it came off.

Crysalys pulled back and looked at him knowing he was having trouble. The shirt was wearing looked confusing but it wasn’t. White wrappings with red ones covering herself, red-brown animal fur for the bottom hem. Her sleeves consisted of three small belts on her right arm, and a detached sleeve on her right that just covered her arm. On top of that was a gold arm band one of the warriors gave to her that she always wore.

She pushed Trevor back a little so she could sit up, grabbing the hem of her shirt she pulled it sky words over her head, and had to hold back her laughter when she saw Trevor’s jaw drop.

“Never seen a woman naked before?” She asked, he blushed and shook his head, “Strange.” She teased, “I seem to remember someone was peeking on me when I was younger as I bathed.”

He turned redder that she remembered that and looked away.

Crysalys smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck pressing herself to him. Trevor froze more. He thought, in his many daydreams, that if they ever did something like this he’d be the one making such drastic moves and she’d be shy.

Crysalys made him look at her and then she kissed him, Trevor moved the hair hiding her hair out of her eye. Then he kissed the scars, her nose, peaked her lips, her cheek, her jaw line, several on her neck, two on her collar bone, one on the top of each beast. He kissed her lips again before running his tong along the her smooth skin between her breasts.

He kissed each nipple lightly, then started playing with each breast in his hands as he worked his way back up her neck.

Cryalys knew with every touch she could never be satisfied like this by any other man. She ran her fingers through his hair enjoying his warm welcoming touch. She loved him, everything about him, she wanted to be with him, she wanted to be one. Yet she gasped when she felt something warm, wet, and slightly sticky go over her left nipple.

Trevor wasn’t sure if she liked that or not, so if kissed it again and got encouraged to keep doing so when she pushed his head closer to her chest. Trevor got the hint and started playing with one with one hand and kissing, licking, nipping, and sucking the other.

He was only encouraged more when a longing moan escaped Crysalys’s lips.

He switched breasts giving the other the exact same treatment. Crysalys was starting to get board and pulling him up to kiss her, while he was distracted she layed him down like he had done to her before. She swung on leg on and straddled him. She broke the kiss and sat up straight ajusting herself to make it more comfortable for her.

Trevor looked up to see a dark goddess on top of him. The torches made her look even better, but even looking up at such a body and knowing that you loved who it belonged to and that she loved you a question came to mind.

“How old were you when you got your tattoos?” He asked.

Crysalys tilted her head to the side, “I don’t have any tattoos.” She told him.

He placed a hand on her lower stomach and traced the outline of the dragon, “Then what are these?”

“Birth marks.” She told him.

He looked at her like she was crazy, “I’ve never seen birth marks like that before.”

She smiled, “It’s sorta tradition as it were for beast masters to have strange birth marks.”

“Really?” He asked.

She nodded, “Usually the shape of the birth marks show the animals that are your specialties.”

He only looked up wonder what it meant.

She rolled her eyes and leaned forward on his stomach so they were chest to chest.

“If a beast master is born with the birth marks of say a bear, then they’d have an easier time have bears as partners rather than a panther.” She explained.

He nodded and kissed her again.

“I think you might have a snake birth mark.” She told him when they parted.

“What makes you think that?” He asked her.

“Your partner is trying to get out of your pants.” She said.

He turned redder then he was.

“That’s not a snake.” He said his voice breaking slightly.

“Then what is it?” She asked innocently.

“You’ve never seen a man naked before have you?” He asked in the same tone she used earlier.

She shook her head, “But I realized what I want to do with you right now.”

He froze, “What’s that?” It suddenly clicked to him that she might not have meant anything about what she said and use it to kill him, after all she had the high ground.

But all of those thoughts disappeared when she kissed him softly, “I wish to do what all animals do, I wish to mate.”

“Mate?” He asked.

She nodded.

“One question.” He said as it finally came to his attention, “Who’s on top?”

She sat up again and thought, “Do you wanna be on top?” She asked, “You are going to be the head of the town.”

“Aren’t you the alpha female?” He asked.

“More dangerous then the male.” She grinned showing her fang like teeth he missed.

“I like seeing you on top of me.” He grinned up at her.

“If that’s what the head wishes, it is what he shall get.” She said and kissed him again.

She slid down a little more so she was once again in between his legs, she slowly(Painfully slow) undid his belt, the the buttons, and pulled the trousers down. Trevor was left in just his under wear. Crysalys looked curiously at was bulging under the garment.

Her dominance and her innocence combined nearly drove Trevor off the wall.

“What is it?” She asked.

“The male part for mating.” Trevor told her using her language.

It finally occurred to Crysalys what it really was and she couldn’t help but go red in the face. She swallowed as she pulled off his last garment to reveal a large, throbbing, red member.

She swallowed again, “And that’s supposed to go inside me?” She asked.

“The idea of it.” He said.

“I wanna hear you say it.” She said looking at him dead in the eye.

Trevor propped himself up on his elbows, “Say what?” He asked her.

“I told you how I truly feel.” She said, “Just saying you wish to marry me isn’t enough. I wanna hear how you feel.”

He sat up and took the slightly shaking girl in his arms.

“I love you, Crysalys.” He whispered in her ear, “I love you more then the sun, the moon, the stars, the rain. More than life itself. And if that’s what you want to hear from me I will gladly tell you everyday for the rest of my life, that I love you more than anyway.”

She kissed hims deeply then as they held each other. It was all she needed to hear, but he told her so, so much more then she could ever hope for. Issa had been right that day, he had bit as bad f not worse.

She leaned Trevor back, untied the knot in her skirt and pulled her pants off. Trevor sat up again and leaned against the wall. She sat in his lap and he held her as he helped guide her down.

Not one sound left her lips as she lowered herself down. She only closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. It felt like too much in her once. Trevor realized her discomfort and held her close, rubbing her back, kissing her eye, telling her he loved her. Anything he could think of to make it pass.

Eventually it did, Crysalys rocked her hips and electricity was sent through both of them. Neither had anyone before the other, so it was all new.

As she continued to move Trevor held her close never wanting to let her go. Both had developed a thin layer of sweat that stuck to each other as well as to themselves. They both felt something build inside them.

When they climaxed, Crysalys had to dig her nails into the wall and bite Trevor, again, Trevor buried his fave in her hair, and they came together.

Both stayed there for a few minutes catching their breaths, still holding one another close. Neither knew how much time went by during that, neither cared.

For a moment they were one, they were together and now bound forever in destiny.

“I know what we were born for.” Crysalys told Trevor.

“To love one another and no one else?” He asked and kissed her lightly.

“Part of it.” She told him, “But the two of us are to get married and bring peace back. And because we love each other we can do it that much easier.”

“I love you.” Trevor said and nuzzled her neck again.

“I love you too.” She said embracing him deeper.

It was several more minutes before they decided to put their cloths back on.

As they were finishing with their dress, it sounded to Crysalys that the rain had stopped.

She cautiously opened the passage again and peered out. The rain had stopped, the sun was starting to rise, and everything was still.

Trevor kissed her one last time before they both headed off in their own direction. They had shared the night, they had shared their love, they had shared about everything. The only thing left to do was stop the fighting.

When Trevor arrived back in the town is was wreck, sick were being treated and rushed everywhere. A few were pulling wagons that had limp bodies in them. They were dead. He rushed to the office where his father paced around.

Without either men saying a word Trevor was brought into a tight hug by his father and held close. Tears fell from Joseph’s eyes know knowing he’d been too hard on his only son and when he thought he was dead he realized he was no where near a good father.

Trevor just stood there hugging the old man. What else could he do?

In the forest Crysalys came to the burial grounds for all those who have fallen. She spotted everyone there, women, children, elders, and Thirty four freshly dug graves.

She advanced silently and looked over each of them. Thirty three people. Gasps and cries and cheers and sighs were heard.

“Thirty three bodies, thirty four graves. We’re missing one.” She spoke quietly yet firmly.

“We thought you were the last.” Lilly cried wrapping arms around her daughter.

Crysalys placed a hand on her mother’s back but could do no more. She had been seeking pleasure with a man she loved while everyone around her was fighting. How could she of been so selfish?

As she looked on the faces of those dead, twelve beast masters, nine warriors, six black mages, and six necromancers.

Kenshil was part of it, along with the eldest of Tia’s two boys. She looked away ashamed of herself.

Many of those she had trained against in her spare time, many of them she called her friends, now gone.

She hadn’t seen Myrth or Colis in the crowd gathered either. If they were still laying out there dead or dying, she’d never forgive herself.

She clenched her fist in anger of what she had done. She couldn’t look at anyone.

“Mama.” She spoke quietly, “Where are Myrth and Colis?”

“In the cave.” She replied trying not to cry.

“Are they. . . .

“I’m afraid so.” She sobbed.

Without another word Crysalys was sprinting towards the cave. She had to see with her own eyes that they were both okay. If they weren’t then she’d kill herself. She couldn’t live knowing that she had hut her two best friends.

When she got in she immediately ran to the infirmary section of the cave. Forty, fifty people were there. She went to where Silver, Romona, and Scar layed.

Sure enough, they they were each badly beaten and injured.

She dropped her knees next to each of their beds.

“I’m sorry.” She whispered to them, “I never meant for this to happen to any of you. Please, forgive me.”

“What’s there to forgive?” She looked up to see both Myrth and Colis smiling at her.

“We’re okay, Crysalys.” Colis said, “We were worried about you.”

“Why would you be worried about me?” She asked holding back tears.

“I had this feeling.” Myrth said, “But now that you’re alright, it doesn’t matter.”

“I’m sorry.” She repeated, “If I had been there this never would have happened.”

“If it didn’t happen to us then it’a happened somewhere where they needed you more.” Colis told her almost snapping, “Your mother looked after us when we came in.”

That made her feel ever so slightly better. Crysalys’s mother was the best, and if they were looked after by her then they should be fine sooner then anything. But she found no comfort in it.

“I didn’t want this.” She whispered looking down and gripping the material on her thighs, “I never wanted this to happen to anyone. I had no choice, and I just wanted peace. That’s all. I’m so sorry.”

“Crysa.” Myrth said, Crysalys looked up into his blue eyes, “I know. It’s okay.”

She never said anything that he could read. As of right then she thought that they didn’t even need that magic, they understood each other perfectly well without anything.

And if was only after her best friend told her that what they both knew was wrong, was when she allowed the tears she’d been holding back fall.

TomKat Johnes(A The Outsiders Love Story: Chapter 25)

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Well, Friday night rolled around and I got off work. I stopped at home, showered, and put on clean jeans and a navy wife beater.

I brushed my hair and left it down, I said bye to my brothers and was on my way. I arrived at the Dingo at six thirty to find Curly standing out front waiting patently for me.

“Hey, Curly.” I smiled and walked up to him.

“Hey, Kat.” He said, cheeks turning lightly red, “You look good.”

“Thanks.” I said, “You don’t look too shabby yourself.”

He blushed a little more.

“Wanna go in?” He asked as if he’d been doing something wrong.

“Sure.” I said realizing how nerves he really was.

He opened the door for me, and I smiled. We got a booth and he got up to order what we both wanted.

I rested my left elbow on the table and leaned on my hand. He was such a sweet guy, I knew that just from his posture so far. He wanted to succeed where his brother had failed. And I hated myself for knowing I’d have to tell him something later, I could never date a guy my age. I’d eat him alive. I’ve tried it and they could never keep up.

He came back and it was a little awkward as we ate, but all silence was broken when Two-bit and Sally came sliding in to the booth yelling that they weren’t expecting to find us here.

“You were there when I asked her out.” Curly mumbled.

Two-bit laughed, “You two look like you’re having so much fun.”

“We were.” I told him, “Until you two had to come in. Couldn’t you see we were deep in conversation?”

He laughed again, “If that was deep I’d hate to see shallow.”

“That’ll be your grave if you don’t leave right now.” I hissed.

“Oh, come on Kat.” Sally said nudging me, “This is the perfect way to lighten the tension of a first date, double up.”

“I rather like that tension.” I nearly hissed.

Two-bit and Sally burst out laughing. There was no way they would ever see me liking the tension and the silence.

“You’re brother still wants me back, doesn’t he?” I asked cutting through their laughter.

He nodded, “Beat me up last night after you excepted.” He told me, “He keep’s saying that you’ll come around, and once you had a taste of him you’ll want more, and all that.”

I smiled and rolled my eyes, “I think you should have been the older brother and not Tim.” I told him.

He looked confused.

“You’re more mature than he is.” I explained.

“A Shepard? Mature?” Two-bit laughed again, “This is the best!”

“Why?” I asked cheekily, “Because you’re learning words you’ve never known before?” And clicked my tongue to the roof of my mouth.

He stopped and glared at me, hard.

I grinned looking back at him.

“Let’s just go, Two-bit.” Sally said trying to stop a fight.

“You think I’m an idiot, don’t you?” He demanded.

I shook my head, “I know you’re not an idiot, Two-bit. But you can be so stupid at times, it’s not funny.”

And with that I grabbed Curly and we left leaving them behind.

“Sorry.” I mumbled as we walked, “I know he came because everyone knew I’d never snapped at him like that.”

He shrugged, “I had a feeling something like this would happen.” He said.

“Yeah, well I can still apologise.” I defended.

He nodded, “I knew this’d never make it past the first date.” He sighed.

“They almost never do.” I admitted.

“How come?” He asked.

I shrugged, “I’ll give anyone a chance, Curly, but a lot of the guys just aren’t right for me, or they’ve cheated on a million other girls before me and I don’t wanna be in that position, or,” I stopped and bit my lip.

“Or?” Curly asked.

“You have to promise you aren’t going to think of me as a shallow, greasy girl like every other girl in this neighborhood.” I warned.

“I promise.” He said.

I smiled and looked away, “The guy’s to young.”

“Too young?” He asked confused.

I nodded, “I can never date a guy my age or younger.”

“Why?”

I shrugged, “I’ve tried it on numerous counts, honest.” I said, “My brother’s have always said I need a guy my age. I’ve dated a few, meaning I’ve let them past the first date for their sake, but it just never felt right.”

“Like how?” He asked as we stopped next to the fountain and he lit up a weed and offered it to me, I politely refused.

“You know that old sayin’ you’ll be attracted to people like your parents?” I asked.

“God, I hope that ain’t true.” He said.

I shrugged, “I guess I am like my ma, ’cause I can never see myself with anyone my age. He has to be older like my daddy was.”

“How much older was he?” He asked as he blew smoke in my face.

“Seven years.” I said.

He almost choked on the smoke.

“You’re kidding.”

I shook my head, “And she was seventeen when they were married.” I told him.

“Wow!” He sat there a minute taking it in.

“I know it’s shallow, Curly.” I said, “You really are a nice guy, and to be perfectly honest it’s not even the age, but I think you’re better off with another girl.”

He stopped me, “Please don’t hit me, but I’ve always had this hunch.”

“What hunch?” I asked.

He smiled, “When I first met you, way back when, do you remember?”

I looked at him and he looked away sheepishly.

“Yeah.” I said.

Me, Steve, Soda, and Two-bit were playing one of our games on the play ground. Tim Shepard and his play ground annoyances(We called them that at the time) came up to us.

“What’s up losers?” He sneered.

“What do you want?” Steve hissed, seven years old, he had a hot temper.

“I wanna introduce my princess to her soon to be brother-in-law.” He said.

“I never knew you and Soda were engaged.” I said in my five-year-old voice.

He pushed me down off the monkey bars and I landed hard. 

“Kitty! Are you okay?” Two-bit called down to me.

I sat up quickly and nodded, I was fine.

“Alley Kat,” Tim said, I begrudgingly gave him my attention, “This is my baby brother, Curly.”

He moved to show a little boy, still larger then I was, looking about five, the same blond hair Tim had but it was kinds curly, he had the same dark eyes as his brother did, he was chubby and I knew he’d be a thorn in my side one of these days.

He made a face at me, then stuck his tong out and ran, his brother and his friends casing after him.

“Why did you run that day?” I asked him.

He looked away shyly, “Cause I never saw a girl as pretty as you.” He said.

I smiled and held back rolling my eyes, I’d gotten that compliment so many times I always assumed that they were being nice, or drunk, or they just wanted to get some. But I realized something as Curly said that, I was pretty. I’ve heard it my entire life and never believed a word of it. But I am, I was just never told so sincerely by the one I want as anything more then a joke.

“What’s this hunch of yours?” I asked.

He looked me dead on the eye and said, “From that day and the way that you acted with Randle, Matthews, and the middle Curtis I had this feeling you’d end up with one of them some day, I said don’t hit me.”

I had never any intention of hitting him, but was wondering if my feeling had been that obvious. No, he said it himself, one of them he never specified. Besides when I was that age I still though boys were icky. They are.

“Think so?” I asked him.

He nodded, “Even if non of them realize it,” He said, “One of them’d be the best choice for you in the long run.”

I shrugged, “Thank you, Curly.”

“For what?” He asked.

“For showing me something I hadn’t realized before.” I said and hugged him.

“No problem.” He said hugging back, “Just promise me something.”

“Sure.” I said pulling out of the hug.

“Make Tim get over you.” He almost hissed, “I’m tired of hearing him talk about you all the time.”

I had to laugh, it was almost stalker-ish the way he kept this up. It amused me.

“I’ll talk to you later, Curly.” I told him and stood up.

“See ya’ ’round Kat.” He said and we both walked out separate ways. He went to his place, and I wandered home. I debated going to the Curtis, but I figured that Two-bit and Sally were there telling everyone about what we did. Instead I went home and layed awake for a few hours wondering about what he said about me, Soda, Steve, and Two-bit, before finally drifting off to sleep.

Rain in the Forest Part 13

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Everyone in the cave who would partake in the war gathered around the fire with the elders early the next morning.

“When will they strike?” Garther asked to anyone who knew.

“Tomorrow night.” Crysalys said from the furthest wall from the fire. Her voice was cold and emotionless as she had been trained.

“That’s soon.” Tia said, “Will we have enough time?”

“We’ll have to make time.” Colis said, “If they’ll attack tomorrow night, we’ll have to be waiting for them.”

Myrth nodded, “I think we’ll need to be more careful now then we have in the past.”

“What makes you think that?” Keshil asked.

“Trevor.” Crysalys said, “He’ll be a problem. He’s been training to surpass even me, if his father pushed him hard enough he just might.”

Everyone swallowed, no one could ever match her, ever.

“So then what do you suppose we do?” Awkie asked her.

An evil smirked cracked across her mouth, twisting her face into pure evil bliss everyone had come to fear.

The morning Trevor, Joseph, Jub, and the advisors were meeting in the head’s office to discuss the plan of action they’d take.

“I say we use a direct approach.” An alchemist said.

“They’d be expecting that.” Trevor told them, “The best way would be under the cover of night, we split off into small groups of three or four, not too far apart from one another but far enough so they can’t see us. They won’t expect it.”

“But,” Jub said, “A lot of them will be beast masters. Don’t they have the ability to smell like animals do?”

“This is true.” Trevor said, “But as we advance the smell of us will be all over the forest, eventually leaving them in a place that they can’t smell and anticipate our next move.”

“The princess will be the only problem.” Joseph said, “She wont be as easily confused or tricked like the rest of them.”

He nodded, “But believe me father, I can handle her.”

“You’ve only been training like this for five years.” He pointed out, “She still could rip you limb from limb.”

“I’ll have to take that risk.” He said, “It’s my duty as the next head after all.”

His father nodded approvingly. He had turned into the man he wanted him to be.

“They’ll most likely give a frontal attack.” Crysalys said to the cave taking center stage, “But they know we’ll be expecting that.”

“So then what do we do?” They asked.

“They know we’ll know, so they’ll try something reckless like splitting up into small groups and move forward.” She said, “They’ll most likely think that we’ll be confused when their scent is all over the forest. We won’t.”

“If that’s their plan, what’s our counteraction?” Myrth asked.

“We wait.” She said, “Beast masters will be waiting in the tree tops when they come in, We’re the first line of defence.”

“We aren’t going to take this offensively?” Tia asked.

She shook her head, “That’s what they want.” She told them, “We go defensively. That will throw them off, giving us an opening. If any of them get past us then the warriors will be the second line, two or three miles in from where we are. Necromancers and black mages will be the last line, and I’m sorry for lumping the two together but I think it will work.”

“How do you figure?” Garther asked.

She smiled grimly, “Black mages charm them into being still, into stopping, hell I know some of you can out right kill them on the spot. But when they’re paralyzed the necromancers can use their dark magic against them. I want you placed around the base of the mountain.”

“So three lines of defence, but there will be no offence?” Issa asked.

She shook her head, “They’ll be defence.”

“You are not.” Myrth said.

“On the contrary, my friend,”She said slyly, “I am.”

“Do you not realize just how stupid that is?” Garther asked.

“I realize.” She said, “And that’s why I have all of you on defence.”

“How do our positions work?” Keshil asked.

“You wait in the trees,”She said, “When the gunners pass beneath you, you pounce on them. The one’s you can’t get the warriors do, and if they can’t get them all, it’s up our magic sources.”

“What about us?” Awkie asked.

She closed her eyes and looked away, “Thiefs will remain in the cave.” She said, “In case all the lines fail I want someone here to look after the women and children.”

“In other words, we’re the true defence?” He asked.

She thought for a moment, “Actually, I do suppose you’re right. The theifs will be true defence, the rest of us will be offence in a defensive manner.”

“And you’re straight out offence.” Myrth said.

“I think it’s about time your princess got her hands dirty.” She said, “Don’t you?”

“You always get all the fun.” He said.

“What did you want in?” She asked.

“Maybe I did.” He said.

“Scared, Colis will take them all out before you get any?” She teased.

“Will you two ever stop flirting?” Lilly asked.

They both smirked at each other reading the other’s thoughts.

Trevor on the other hand was having trouble in the town.

“And this is young miss, Ella Dora Migree.” Joseph introduced to his son.

He tiredly looked over the girl. She wasn’t unattractive, but she wasn’t his type.

She had long, curly hair that was as gold as the sun, her cheeks were freckled and covered in light pink either from make up or her blushing, she was petite, a large chest, thin, but her eyes are what caught his attention. They were a deep, forest green that reminded him of her.

“Her hobbies are cooking, cleaning, shopping, and reading. She prefers to spend a night in rather than a night on the town. She isn’t one for violence, and likes to cuddle.” The square announced to him.

He sighed and turned back to his game of chess with Jub.

“I-I am very honoured to be chosen for an option of your bride.” She squeaked. Her voice was high, sweet, feminine, and girly.

“Everyone is.” He told her, “Go find another man, I’m sure it won’t be hard for you.”

“Am I not of your taste?” She asked sadly.

He waved her over, she came obediently. When she was at his side he placed his hand on her upper arm. She froze thinking he’d do something to her right then.

“You are a lovely young lady.” He whispered to her, “But I already have my bride picked out.”

“Who is she?” She asked in a quiet manner.

He smirked and let her go, waving her off, “If I told you that, how would it be considered a surprise?” He asked.

“How stupid of me.” She giggled, “It was very nice meeting you.” She curtsied and left.

“Son, we’ve gone through more than half the women in the village.” Joseph said annoyed, “Is there not one to your liking?”

“No.” He replied shortly.

Even he were to be given all of the beautiful women in the world, Trevor would gladly give up each and everyone just to see here once more.

“Perhaps you’ve been a little to specific in what you’d like.” Melody said coming in with Star and Chime who ran to their older brother’s lap to hug him tight.

“How do you mean?” He asked her after he hugged each of them.

“Well,” She began, “Your father wasn’t my type, but now look. A happy family, a nice house, I no longer have to dance for my next meal.”

“I thought bards were supposed to be well respecting, clean, and never having to worry about money.” He told her.

“In the town.” She said, “Remember, I was an outsider.”

“Do you really have to marry?” Star and Chime asked simultaneously.

He nodded, “In a couple of years you two will be getting ready for marriage too.”

“Eww.” They droned, “Boys have coodies.”

“What about me and dad?” He asked.

“Except for you two.” They told him.

“Am I invisible?” Jub asked.

“Hi Jubby!” They sang.

“Hey, to you too.” He smiled.

“I thin we should focus less on my bride and more on the war.” Trevor told his father, “Are we still making the first move tomorrow night?”

He nodded,”But we’ll push that back if you don’t choose your bride.” He threatened.

“I want a strong girl, father.” He told him, “Smart, strong, sweet, a little wild, and green eyes.”

“We’ve brought you all the girls like that in the town.” He told them.

“Not one of them was wild.” He told him check mating Jub.

Joseph glared slightly at his son having a bad feeling about his taste in women. He was just preying to all heavens that his hunch was wrong.

Everyone in the cave nodded understanding their roles in this war tomorrow night.

“Crysalys.” Her mother called on her.

She turned in acknowledgment.

“You still need to choose your mate.” She told her, “You’ve had so many requests, and yet you haven’t made any move to choose who.”

“Don’t worry, ma.” She told her, “I have been weighing out everyone who’s proposed so far. I’ll let everyone know after this war is over.”

“Why after?” Colis asked.

“Two reasons.” She said, “One I will not have to weep over the death of the man in which I wished to spend my life with, and two,” She smirked evilly again, “It’ll show me who can keep up.”

Everyone who had ever wanted her swallowed loudly. Non of them wanted to die, all of them wanted to be the one she chose, but now they understood just why she never really got close to anyone. No one, other than maybe Myrth could ever keep up with her. She was after all the beast princess.

It was long ago everyone forgot that she had been bitten and bit the heir to the town making him her’s. All except for her and Myrth.

Two sides in the same situation, two sides with a love hate relationship between them thanks to two of their kin, two sides about to be locked in battle. Two side that will have a lot more to deal with then they first had thought.