(a/n I'm out of the mental institute but only as long as I promise not to
try and kill the disclaimer guy. Shame. Any who I'm sorry this chapter took
me so long but I've been dwelling. I hope you guys think it was worth the
wait. Show me love and review the story.)
Just a brief summary of what has happened.
Tris ran off. Daja died, or did she? Briar got sentenced to the docks. Sandry went mad.
Tris became a thief. The only way to survive. She learnt all the langue pretty quick. She's a twice-marked thief.
Sandry is still mad. Only she's at the winding circle temple.
Briar get's saved by Tris.
If Niko try's to cross Tris he's likely to get blasted to Summersea.
Enjoy!!
A Twisted Fate
Connection
(They're still ten here.)
When Daja awoke she was lying on the beach. Her suraku was by her side. She may have been dehydrated and hungry but she was still alive and just barely. She got unsteadily to her feet. Amazed she was still alive. Walking up to the nearest town she found that things looked different. Warped.
Hours of wondering around later.
Daja's eyes glanced feverishly around her. They were everywhere. They were all going to hurt her. She clutched her suraku close to her. A man tried to come towards her and talk to her. She turned around and ran.
Hours later she jumped a mile when a hand touched her shoulder. She whipped round to find a girl about her age. She had red hair and a strange look about her eyes.
"Come on." The girl said her voice cold and calm.
2 years later. (Twelve now)
Tris was watching the slavers on the docks. It was late. The kid's were still working though. She glanced down at her hands. Even in the dim light you could still see the double X's tattooed there. She should be there. She sighed life was so hard now. If it had been hard before it was twice as hard now.
She had been lucky. They'd caught her and she'd escaped. The first person ever to do so. But then again she had things she needed to attend to. Like blow Emelan up, the place she was now.
The voices drifted to her on the winds. "I say we leave him. He's almost dead anyway."
"Nonsense." The other voice scoffed. "I say if we whip him hard enough we can get at least another week."
"Tris." Another voice this one not on the winds. She turned to find Daja looking at her intently. "Can you hear them?" She whispered. Tris nodded.
"I thought I was the only one who could her them though." Tris whispered. "How is it that you can?"
Daja shrugged. "I don't know, perhaps it's because of the boy? I think maybe we're connected."
Tris nodded again. "I think we need to do something. The boy's almost dead. It's amazing he lasted that long though."
Suddenly a scream ripped through the air. Tris bolted for the window. Daja jumped. She moved towards the window to look out towards the chaos. It appeared that a plant was attacking the man. Its thorns were sharp and deadly. It was at least twelve feet tall.
Tris grinned but there was an incredibly nasty edge to it. One, which scared Daja. She'd often wondered if Tris was mad. It wasn't because she had such a strong power over the winds and weather it was because she seemed to be burning up with hatred to one mage. Niko Goldeye. Daja didn't know particularly why Tris hated him so much, she never talked about it. No in fact it wasn't because she never talked about it was because she refused to talk about it.
Daja worried about her. Despite how cold Tris could be she was still Daja's friend. Tris looked like a normal street rat, thin, dirty and in rags. Her hair was short now. (She'd cut it off with one of her knives.) Tris seemed to have an unnatural power for weather magic. Over the past two years Daja had known her, Tris had learned to control her power and was getting stronger everyday.
Tris was still smiling. "It's the boy." She whispered. She glanced at Daja and remarked in clumsy but clear Trader talk, "What say we help out?"
Daja nodded uncertainly. "Go outside near the docks the boy will run that way. When he does grab and bring him here. I'll cause the distraction." Tris said. Daja nodded and disappeared out of the hole to their cave just as a large thunderbolt struck close to where a guard who was trying to get to the boy was standing. He tripped and toppled into the water.
Tris saw in her minds eye the boy make a run for it. Daja caught him. She pulled him toward their cave. They appeared a couple of minutes later.
"Get off of me Trader!" The boy snapped in Trader talk.
Daja scowled at him and said in common, "I'm not a Trader anymore. I'm a thief."
"I don't care. You let me leave! Keep you neb outta my life!" The boy said in common.
"If we hadn't of stuck our neb's in your life you would have been dead now." Tris said not looking at him. She was still gazing out of the window at the docks. She had a puzzled expression across her face. She glanced at him briefly then backs to the window. "Mind you, you look about dead now."
His eyes narrowed. "You speak like a bag."
She laughed quietly. "I was a bag. I'm not any more. I'm just an underfed street rat. Like you."
"Why'd you save me?" He demanded.
"I've heard about you boy. You've got plant magic. The mage talks about on the winds. The one that got away. I think you can help us. We can help you." Tris said quietly.
Daja piped up. "I can talk to Tris with my mind. I can see where she is. Through her eyes. I think that we might be connected in that way. The four of us."
"The four of us? There's only three here."
"Lady Sandry." Tris said.
"You jokin'? She a noble they won't mess with the like's of us!" Briar said. This was all a bit much for him. He didn't like magic and wanted nothing to do with it.
"Oh but she will. She's already waiting for me to call. The mages will have to let me talk to her. Otherwise she'll be.stuck."
Seeing the look on Briar's face Daja said, "Sandry went mad. Tris is the only one who can help her."
"So you want me t' 'elp you." Briar said.
Daja nodded. Tris jumped off the window sill suddenly. "I'm hungry." She announced. She glanced at Briar. "I'm Tris she's Daja. What's your name?"
"Briar." He said quickly. He said thinking of them bag plants.
"She raised an eyebrow. "I thought it was Roach."
He shrugged, "It was. It not anymore."
Daja asked, "So you'll help?"
He shrugged again, "Why not."
(a/n Nxt chapter will be more interesting I promise. Let me know what you think.)
The following thank you go out to:
M'cha Araem: Thank you. The cell was lovely. I had a desk and a chair and a straightjacket. That was the life. Things will probably get better UN less I've had a bad day at school, then it might a bit darker. *_*
Star-Eyed Kal'enedral: Thank you. I will try to make the chapters longer. But you see I get the ideas while I'm typing so I get loads of ideas and if I wrote em all down in a chapter that would basically be the story so they're small. Did that make any sense? *_*
Da-xia Nariko: I think maybe that, that's the weirdest review you've ever given me J. God what the hell was that all about? Ah well it was funny to read. Lol *_*
babooshka: Did I do a little schizo into thing? Sorry if I did but I can't really tell. Yeah it will probably be S/B. No worries. Thanks for reviewing. *_*
Swim Freak: Yay I'm glad you like my story. *_*
Platinumblond612: I like your name it's funky. Thank you. Is it really dark? Hmmm *_*
Cassandra: Thank you. I hope it get's more interesting. *_*
MysticWood: Thanks for reviewing. I hope you like this chapter. *_*
Just a brief summary of what has happened.
Tris ran off. Daja died, or did she? Briar got sentenced to the docks. Sandry went mad.
Tris became a thief. The only way to survive. She learnt all the langue pretty quick. She's a twice-marked thief.
Sandry is still mad. Only she's at the winding circle temple.
Briar get's saved by Tris.
If Niko try's to cross Tris he's likely to get blasted to Summersea.
Enjoy!!
A Twisted Fate
Connection
(They're still ten here.)
When Daja awoke she was lying on the beach. Her suraku was by her side. She may have been dehydrated and hungry but she was still alive and just barely. She got unsteadily to her feet. Amazed she was still alive. Walking up to the nearest town she found that things looked different. Warped.
Hours of wondering around later.
Daja's eyes glanced feverishly around her. They were everywhere. They were all going to hurt her. She clutched her suraku close to her. A man tried to come towards her and talk to her. She turned around and ran.
Hours later she jumped a mile when a hand touched her shoulder. She whipped round to find a girl about her age. She had red hair and a strange look about her eyes.
"Come on." The girl said her voice cold and calm.
2 years later. (Twelve now)
Tris was watching the slavers on the docks. It was late. The kid's were still working though. She glanced down at her hands. Even in the dim light you could still see the double X's tattooed there. She should be there. She sighed life was so hard now. If it had been hard before it was twice as hard now.
She had been lucky. They'd caught her and she'd escaped. The first person ever to do so. But then again she had things she needed to attend to. Like blow Emelan up, the place she was now.
The voices drifted to her on the winds. "I say we leave him. He's almost dead anyway."
"Nonsense." The other voice scoffed. "I say if we whip him hard enough we can get at least another week."
"Tris." Another voice this one not on the winds. She turned to find Daja looking at her intently. "Can you hear them?" She whispered. Tris nodded.
"I thought I was the only one who could her them though." Tris whispered. "How is it that you can?"
Daja shrugged. "I don't know, perhaps it's because of the boy? I think maybe we're connected."
Tris nodded again. "I think we need to do something. The boy's almost dead. It's amazing he lasted that long though."
Suddenly a scream ripped through the air. Tris bolted for the window. Daja jumped. She moved towards the window to look out towards the chaos. It appeared that a plant was attacking the man. Its thorns were sharp and deadly. It was at least twelve feet tall.
Tris grinned but there was an incredibly nasty edge to it. One, which scared Daja. She'd often wondered if Tris was mad. It wasn't because she had such a strong power over the winds and weather it was because she seemed to be burning up with hatred to one mage. Niko Goldeye. Daja didn't know particularly why Tris hated him so much, she never talked about it. No in fact it wasn't because she never talked about it was because she refused to talk about it.
Daja worried about her. Despite how cold Tris could be she was still Daja's friend. Tris looked like a normal street rat, thin, dirty and in rags. Her hair was short now. (She'd cut it off with one of her knives.) Tris seemed to have an unnatural power for weather magic. Over the past two years Daja had known her, Tris had learned to control her power and was getting stronger everyday.
Tris was still smiling. "It's the boy." She whispered. She glanced at Daja and remarked in clumsy but clear Trader talk, "What say we help out?"
Daja nodded uncertainly. "Go outside near the docks the boy will run that way. When he does grab and bring him here. I'll cause the distraction." Tris said. Daja nodded and disappeared out of the hole to their cave just as a large thunderbolt struck close to where a guard who was trying to get to the boy was standing. He tripped and toppled into the water.
Tris saw in her minds eye the boy make a run for it. Daja caught him. She pulled him toward their cave. They appeared a couple of minutes later.
"Get off of me Trader!" The boy snapped in Trader talk.
Daja scowled at him and said in common, "I'm not a Trader anymore. I'm a thief."
"I don't care. You let me leave! Keep you neb outta my life!" The boy said in common.
"If we hadn't of stuck our neb's in your life you would have been dead now." Tris said not looking at him. She was still gazing out of the window at the docks. She had a puzzled expression across her face. She glanced at him briefly then backs to the window. "Mind you, you look about dead now."
His eyes narrowed. "You speak like a bag."
She laughed quietly. "I was a bag. I'm not any more. I'm just an underfed street rat. Like you."
"Why'd you save me?" He demanded.
"I've heard about you boy. You've got plant magic. The mage talks about on the winds. The one that got away. I think you can help us. We can help you." Tris said quietly.
Daja piped up. "I can talk to Tris with my mind. I can see where she is. Through her eyes. I think that we might be connected in that way. The four of us."
"The four of us? There's only three here."
"Lady Sandry." Tris said.
"You jokin'? She a noble they won't mess with the like's of us!" Briar said. This was all a bit much for him. He didn't like magic and wanted nothing to do with it.
"Oh but she will. She's already waiting for me to call. The mages will have to let me talk to her. Otherwise she'll be.stuck."
Seeing the look on Briar's face Daja said, "Sandry went mad. Tris is the only one who can help her."
"So you want me t' 'elp you." Briar said.
Daja nodded. Tris jumped off the window sill suddenly. "I'm hungry." She announced. She glanced at Briar. "I'm Tris she's Daja. What's your name?"
"Briar." He said quickly. He said thinking of them bag plants.
"She raised an eyebrow. "I thought it was Roach."
He shrugged, "It was. It not anymore."
Daja asked, "So you'll help?"
He shrugged again, "Why not."
(a/n Nxt chapter will be more interesting I promise. Let me know what you think.)
The following thank you go out to:
M'cha Araem: Thank you. The cell was lovely. I had a desk and a chair and a straightjacket. That was the life. Things will probably get better UN less I've had a bad day at school, then it might a bit darker. *_*
Star-Eyed Kal'enedral: Thank you. I will try to make the chapters longer. But you see I get the ideas while I'm typing so I get loads of ideas and if I wrote em all down in a chapter that would basically be the story so they're small. Did that make any sense? *_*
Da-xia Nariko: I think maybe that, that's the weirdest review you've ever given me J. God what the hell was that all about? Ah well it was funny to read. Lol *_*
babooshka: Did I do a little schizo into thing? Sorry if I did but I can't really tell. Yeah it will probably be S/B. No worries. Thanks for reviewing. *_*
Swim Freak: Yay I'm glad you like my story. *_*
Platinumblond612: I like your name it's funky. Thank you. Is it really dark? Hmmm *_*
Cassandra: Thank you. I hope it get's more interesting. *_*
MysticWood: Thanks for reviewing. I hope you like this chapter. *_*