The story of the lost

[xeroxia]

This is the first part of the first chapter of a story I am writing! :)

It had been a quiet day on the Forest Island, after a feeling of dread had circled the little village, no one had dared to leave the clearing in which they lived. And then he came. Nobody knew his name, or where he came from, he just stumbled into their village, and into their lives. He wore a brown cloak, it would have reached down past his knees, had it not been torn horribly and frayed, He also wore a brown tunic, which was also ripped and stained with blood. His hair was a matted mess of three colours: brown, blonde, and blood red. Blood poured down his face from an unseen wound, and he seemed to walk with a limp.
Princess Fael was sitting in the huge palace that her father owned. She was struggling to keep an interested look on her face as her maid droned on about seagulls, or something.
“I do not care!” She snapped eventually, avoiding the hurt look on her devoted maid, she slipped outside. The fresh air felt good on her face, she had not been able to get out here for the whole day. She knew other girls wished they were princesses, but they just did not understand the amount of boring meetings that Fael had to attend. The meetings could at least cover something more interesting, like battle tactics, but no such war was going on, so Fael often found herself dropping to sleep.
Fael knew she must not leave the clearing, but something about the air today felt wrong, she walked along, looking curiously around for the source of the odd disturbance. It was then that she bumped right into him.
“I’m ever so sorry.” Fael gasped, before she even looked at him, she looked up to see who it was. “Er, excuse me.” She said, confused. “Who are you?” Fael would not have cared about this stranger so much, if she did not know everyone in the village, and this messy boy was certainly not from this village. The boy looked at her, dumbfounded. Maybe he does not speak my language Fael thought to herself.
“I don’t know.” His voice was barely more then a whisper.
“You don’t know what?” Fael asked, studying this odd person.
“I don’t know who I am.” Answered the boy.
“Oh.” Fael was embarrassed. “Come inside, let’s get you cleaned up.” Fael beckoned the boy to follow her. He stayed where he was. Eventually, Fael took the boy by his fragile feeling hand, and led him towards the palace.
Betty, Fael’s maid, was standing in the palace doorway. She saw Fael approaching, but her attention was grabbed by the boy that she was leading.
“A mess of a boy to be sure.” She sighed to herself, fighting to keep the look of disapproval from her features. As Fael drew closer, Betty noticed bloodstains covering the boy’s torn outfit.
“Betty, fetch Melissa quickly, tell her it’s an emergency.” The urgent look on Fael’s face sent the maid running in the direction of the hairdresser, who Fael had so rudely addressed by name.
“Just sit here.” Fael said kindly, pulling up a comfortable looking chair for the boy to sit on. When Betty returned, she had not only brought the hairdresser, but the nurse and tailor as well. Melissa smiled kindly at Fael, but when she noticed the boy, she began tutting loudly.
“Can you help him?” Fael asked worriedly.
“Oh, I can help him,” Laughed Melissa “But I’m afraid his hair will keep staining red due to that nasty looking cut he has there.” She pointed at a gaping wound not far above the boy’s left eyebrow.
“I can fix that.” Anne, the nurse, stepped forward carrying a roll of bandages and a sticky white substance, which she plastered on the boy’s head, before arranging the bandage.
Fael soon had to leave for a lesson in ancient runes, the three people that Betty had fetched continued working, until Fael returned. Her face froze, her eyes were wide and staring, a different boy sat in the chair. He had several bandages wrapped around him, but they were well hidden by his hair and costume. His hair, no longer matted, hung about his shoulders. It was light blonde, but the tips of it were a chestnut brown. He wore a green tunic, and a brown cloak. Neither item was stained or tattered. He smiled at Fael.
“What do you think?” He croaked.
“Wow.” Fael replied, still stunned.
“Fael dear, it’s rude to stare.” Betty reminded Fael of her gaping eyes.
“Well done.” Fael congratulated the workers. The boy could not stop grinning at Fael’s astonished face. Well, at least he is happy. Fael thought to herself, insulted by his teasing look.
“Fael, can I talk to you for a second?” Without waiting for a reply, Betty quickly led the princess aside.
“What is it?” Fael was surprised at her urgency. “Is there something wrong?” Betty shook her head sadly.
“Not with me, my lady, is the boy that worries me.” Fael was surprised.
“Why? What’s he done?” Betty sighed deeply, focusing on her tattered shoes.
“It’s probably nothing, it’s just… Well ‘e said some stuff.”
“Like?”
“Well, ya see, Melissa asked ‘im where ‘e was from, all kind like, and ‘e said ‘e didn’t know. Den I asked ‘im ‘ow ‘e got ‘ere if ‘e didn’t know where ‘e was from. ‘Is eyes all glazed over like, and ‘e said that ‘e ad come after the crashes. Now me Melissa, Anne and Donald were all getting worried like. ‘en Anne asked ‘im ‘ow ‘e got ‘ere again. And this was the weirdest ‘ing of all, ‘e said ‘e sailed.”
“But that’s impossible.” Fael exclaimed. “There is no land for at least 300 miles, how could he have sailed?” Betty shook her head and sighed deeply again.
“ ‘At’s what I said.”
Fael headed back out to the boy, to see that the hairdresser, nurse and tailor had disappeared. She was not at all shocked by this, but she was shocked, by the boy. He had his head in his hands, and he was making weird moaning noises, from between his hand’s dripped water. He was crying. Fael turned to see that Betty had not followed her out. She tiptoed over to the boy, and knelt beside him silently, then she just watched him.
After what seemed like an eternity, the boy looked up. He was shocked, embarrassed and angry when he saw Fael had been watching him. The anger seemed to take control. He stood up ad looked down on Fael, his eyes blazing.
“Why have you been spying on me?” He was shouting, but his voice was about the same loudness of Fael’s normally.
“I’m sorry.” Fael whispered her voice the same as his normal one. Suddenly he burst out laughing. He had such a nice laugh; it was almost a lullaby, and Fael could feel her eyes drooping just listening to it.
“We have swapped voices.” He managed to say through fits of giggles. His eyes shone brightly now, and there were no signs on his face that he had been crying.
“I’m sorry I got angry with you.” He said at last. “I just had not known anyone was watching me.”
“Why were you crying?” Asked Fael quietly, afraid that he would get angry again. But he just seemed to shrug.
“Do you know who you are?” He asked suddenly.
“Why yes.” Fael was surprised at the question. “My name is Princess Fael, my dad rules this place.”
“I don’t” The boy said sadly. “I wish I knew who I was.” But then he looked at Fael, a mischievous glint passing across his eyes.
“Your dad owns this place? That means we can do whatever we want.” The same mischievous look came across Fael’s face.
“Indeed.” She replied. “Anything.”
As Fael pulled on he suede boots, Betty entered her bedroom.
“Going out are we, my lady?” She asked seeing her. Fael grinned.

[xeroxia]

And this is the second part of the same chapter!

“Boy and I are going to build a raft and sail downriver.” It was already late in the day, but Fael was determined.
“Watch you don’t leave the clearing.” She warned, “I don’t know what’ll get you if you do.” Fael nodded and headed for the door.
“Oh Betty.” She said disappointedly, “I cannot go, boy has nothing to wear on his feet.”
“He’s your age.” Shrugged the maid. “Can’t he borrow some of yours?” Fael turned and grabbed a random pair of shoes, before hurrying off.
“Have fun.” Betty called after her.
“I will.” Fael called back.
Boy was waiting on the steps, when Fael came out he gasped in horror.
“I can’t where those.” He gestured at the shoes that Fael was carrying.
“Why not?” Fael asked
“Because they’re pink!” Spat Boy, “And they have bows and ribbon on them. Those are girl shoes, I don’t wear girl shoes.”
“Grow up.” Fael replied as she handed him the shoes. He shied away from them. Fael took his foot, and forced it into the pretty shoe, ignoring his grunts of displeasure.
“Get off me.” He cried attempting to kick her away.
“No.” She quickly secured the other foot into the last shoe. “It serves you right for laughing at me earlier.” She watched him staring at his feet in dismay. “Besides, they suit you.” Giggling, Fael dodged the swinging fist and ran off in the direction of the lake. Boy followed close behind, he was limping as he ran, but he was laughing. They ducked under low hanging branches and leapt over inconvenient roots.
“I thought this was a clearing.” He called after her. “It is.” She replied, as she slowed down by the lake.
The lake was massive, it’s calm waters reflecting the blue of the sky.
“It’s so clear,” Gasped boy, Fael had already taken off her boots and was holding up her long dress.
“I want to go for a paddle.” She told him, “Would you mind collecting wood for the raft?” She looked at him, her eyes twinkling. Boy groaned loudly, he had hoped to go for a paddle too, more to get his shoes off then anything else, but he could not deny the twinkle in Fael’s eyes, so moaning loudly he went off to find raft wood. The ground was soft due to layers of moss, there were enough trees, even in the clearing, and enough dead ones too. After a while, he found a suitable small dead tree which he proceeded to roll back in the direction he had come. I hope Fael has a knife. He thought. He carried on rolling the tree, not caring for his impressive surroundings. Soon he could hear the trickle of water, it soon became a great roar.
“I must be near the lake.” He told himself. But when he finally looked up, he stopped abruptly. He was standing on the edge of a giant waterfall, down below him he saw the water viciously attacking the sturdy rocks, which had been worn into the shape of a bowl. This waterfall was indeed part of the lake, but which part? Was the lake further upstream, or had he come too far? Suddenly he was very worried.
“Fael.” He called out silently, of course there was no answer. His head had begun to hurt again. His mind was swimming and he felt sick. He could feel droplets of water stinging his eyes, then pouring down his pale face. He was hurt, alone, and lost. He sat down heavily on the floor, and wrapped his arms around his curled up knees. He let his head roll forwards and fell into fits of tears.
“Why are you crying little girl?” The voice was gentle, but slightly croaky.
“I’m not a girl,” He was insulted, but he did not look up.
“I’m sorry,” The voice replied. “It’s just I saw the shoes and…”
“And boy’s don’t cry.” Boy finished.
“Yes,” The voice muttered.
“Well you would be crying if you were me.” Boy said angrily, “I don’t know where, or who I am, I’ve lost everything, I feel sick and I’m all alone.”
“Look at me.” Bewildered boy looked up to see the speaker, it was an odd creature, something Boy had never seen before. It was like a man, but it was not. It was a man from the waist up, but below that, it was a horse. Boy thought it looked rather silly, but he was polite enough not to laugh.
“I am a centaur.” It told him. “The centaur in fact, because I am the last one. We used to live in these woods, quietly and peacefully with the clearing people. We were part of the land, we stayed from monarch to monarch. The people of the clearing barely notice us, we did not mind because it meant that they did not bother us. But about seventy-five years ago, was the rise of King Teah. King Teah had wondered the woods as a boy, and he knew much about us, but that is not to say he liked us. In fact he hated us, of all the power hungry kings I’ve ever seen, he was the worst. He believed the rest of the island was his, and that we were outcasts with no right to live here. He wanted us dead, then he could clear the forest and use the wood for weapons. So he sent out an army, all the men and some of the women from the clearing were forced to fight us. I myself was in battle with the strongest man in the village, but during the fight, he whispered to me.
‘Run,’ he said ‘I will follow, but I will let you get away.’ I did not need to be told twice, I was away with him in pursuit. Soon enough I had to stop from exhaustion, he was close behind, but when he saw I had stopped he walked over to me. He bandaged my wound, and warned me that if I ever went to close to the clearing, King Teah would get me. This is the closest I can be, although the old king is dead, the population of the village would kill me, if they didn’t they would feel that they would be cursed by the spirit of King Teah. You think yourself alone, but you are surrounded by your own species, there is not one of my kind left, so you are lucky.” The Boy was moved by the centaur’s story.
“My friend is the king’s daughter, I think she could help you.” The centaur shook his head.
“I cannot enter the clearing, and I doubt she has permission to leave.” The Boy shrugged
“Maybe an in between place then.” The centaur nodded slowly.
“Would you like me to help you find your way back to where you were?” He asked. An odd look came over the Boy’s face, he had forgotten about that. The centaur lifted up the small tree effortlessly and began to lead the way back to the clearing.
“How will I find you again?” Boy asked as he and the centaur stood on the edge of the clearing, Boy could see the great lake through the gaps in the trees, now a deeper blue due to the coming of night.
“I will stay here, for however long you need. Be it hours or months, I will not move.” The centaur told him. Boy nodded and began to head towards the lake.
“Goodbye.” He called over his shoulder.
“Bye.” The centaur shouted back.
Boy could see Fael paddling not far from where he was, he strode up to her, rolling the tree in front of him.
“Where were you, you’ve been ages?” Fael said as he approached.
“I’ll explain later.” He told her, looking worriedly at the other people on the lakeside. Fael drew a small dagger out from her belt, and proceeded to chop the tree into strips. The wood was strong, but Fael was a fast worker, and soon they had the right shaped lumps of wood for the raft. Fael took some rope from her pocket and handed it to Boy.
“Use this to bind the wood together.” She told him, “I’m going to have a rest.” She lay down on the springy moss. Boy arranged the planks of wood into a rectangular shape, and began to wrap the rope around them.
Boy smiled happily at the finished raft.
“Fael,” He said, “I’ve finished.” The green haired girl looked up.
“Great, let’s try it out shall we.” She took it and tossed it into the lake, it floated well, but Fael had thrown it too far.
“Oops, I hope you don’t mind swimming out to that.” Boy smiled, but shook his head.
“I can’t get my bandages wet, remember?”
“Oh.” Fael sounded disappointed, she took a large stick, and proceeded to pull it in. “After you.” She said once it had reached the shore. Hesitantly Boy climbed on satisfied that it was safe, Fael followed. She still had the big stick, and she used it to push them away. As they charged downstream, Fael began to sing. She sung quietly, Boy recognised it as one of the songs of old, and soon joined in. Suddenly Fael stopped.
“We’re going to have to camp outside tonight.” She told Boy. “I hope you don’t mind.” Boy shook his head.
“I would be happy to camp out here.” He replied, “But do we not need a shelter?”
“No problem, I can make one.” And they carried on down the river, at a fast speed. Boy clung to the side of the raft, laughing as the spray hit his face, it was night, and it was getting cold, but neither boy nor Fael showed any objection to travelling further.
Finally, drenched to the skin, the current faded away and Fael and Boy were left floating aimlessly on the open stream.
“I thought you couldn’t get your bandages wet?” Fael gasped when she noticed Boy. Her tone questioned him in a playfully suspicious manner, but there was concern in her eyes. “Will you be ok?” Boy laughed,
“Well, I needed some excuse not to wade into the water!” He grinned “I’m sorry Fael, let’s set up camp now.” Fael smiled.

[!charlie*luvs*Will&Dudley]

its v long! lol bt gd!!! :)

[xeroxia]

its v long! lol bt gd!!! :)
wow did you really read it all that quickly? *laughs evilly* You should see the next chapter! :p

[Yoo1029]

wow, its excellent...King Teah sux :mad: he shouldn't kill off centaurs!

[xeroxia]

wow, its excellent...King Teah sux :mad: he shouldn't kill off centaurs!
Thank you :)

[Yoo1029]

centaurs are cool, but wat i dont get is, they arent in LoTR :( ah well :p

[xeroxia]

centaurs are cool, but wat i dont get is, they arent in LoTR :( ah well :p
They don't need centaurs in lotr, because they have so many other cool creatures! :)

[Yoo1029]

yes, if u count orcs as 'cool'
but, dwarves r 'cool' :)
more story!

[xeroxia]

yes, if u count orcs as 'cool'
but, dwarves r 'cool' :)
more story!
really more? I don't think anyone really wants to read it.

[Yoo1029]

well i sure as heck am :p post more!

[xeroxia]

well i sure as heck am :p post more!
um.... ok then...

[Yoo1029]

:) yay, goody

[xeroxia]

Here is the start of chapter 2!

Boy awoke, his back and neck hurt from sleeping on the bare floor, and the sleep that should have healed him had made him worse. He had dreamt of the centaur. He had so many doubts now, he thought that his life could not get any worse, and then the centaurs story... it seemed to awaken something deep inside him... a distant memory. He brushed the feeling aside, he could smell fire. Struggling to support himself, he clambered out of the tent.

[Rhyanidd]

ohhhhhhh goood! I thought I'd posted..hmm...oh well....keep at it!

[xeroxia]

Chapter 2... continued!

"What's wrong I could smell burning!" He exclaimed as he saw Fael sitting with her back to him. Fael laughed.
"It's the campfire, silly. I was making breakfast!" Boy looked down, embarrased.
"So... what is for breakfast?" He asked anxiously trying to hide his embarrasment, "I thought we hadn't brought any food."
"Well you thought wrong." Fael replied, she was holding a large chunk of meat in one hand, and several slices of bread in the other.
"Oh, can I help with anything?" Boy replied nervously.
"Yes." Fael replied shortly, handing him a cooking pot. "Take this down to the river and fill it with water... and while your there, you might want to do something about the smell." Boy took the pot and walked away, he was puzzled Fael seemed to be very short and snappy with him, had he done something wrong? He couldn't think of anything that he could have send that would have offended her. Nevertheless he filled the cooking pot and returned to the tent.

[Rhyanidd]

oh my! and then what happens?

[xeroxia]

Chapter 2 continued continued!
As boy was returining to the tent, Fael looked up and walked towards him.
"If you hate me so much why didn't you say before?" She looked like she had been crying.
"I don't hate you." Stammered boy, "What made you think that I did?" Fael laughed sarcasticlly.
"Oh, like I'm going to believe that, I heard you last night, when you thought I was sleeping. You were chatting away quite happily, to whoever else there was in there. 'I hate the forest island, the people who run it are such idiots and I hate them.' That's what you said, I heard it very clearly. Well, if you hate it so much you can leave, go now! I order you to leave this island. Go home. Oh I forgot you don't have a home, go float instead!" Boy was confused. He thought that at least he would remember that, but he didn't. There had been no-one in his tent the night before. But Fael said that...
Boy looked at his hands startled to see blood running from two cuts on the side, his knees were grazed and there were grass stains on his tunic.
"Where was I?" He asked himself aloud.

[xeroxia]

Chapter 2 continued continued continued!
"You went somewhere too?" Fael was fuming, as she turned to the confused boy. "And you didn't invite me to go with you? Right, so you are talking about me and my family behind my back, and going off into the night without saying a word to me?" She opened the tent with considerable force, so much in fact, that a large rip appeared in the delicate fabric.
"I thought I told you, go float!" She stormed inside the tent leavng boy, confused and alone, and still holding a tub of water.

[Rhyanidd]

awwwwwwwwwwwww...that is so wrong! whats going on! Who is boy? and who set him up?

[xeroxia]

I'm sorry I can't tell you! ;) lol. But you should know by the end of chapter 2!

[xeroxia]

I'm not going to update for a little while because I want it all to come out at once (chapter 2) and I'm not even halfway through. This is the latest bit though, I know it's short but there will be more soon:)
Chapter 2 continued continued continued! (I think)
BANG!
The tub of water fell to the floor and tipped over.
BANG!
The holder of the tub of water followed it.
BANG!
One more moment of consciousness, then total blackness.

[lavagirl28227]

i love your story!!!!!!!!

[xeroxia]

Thank you :)

[xeroxia]

I know I said I wouldn't update, but I can't help it!
Chapter 2 continued continued continued continued (I'm only guessing that,)
Fael sat in the tent, tears streaming freely down her face.
“He was just a boy that was all.” An insistent voice said beside her.
“But then, he was such a nice boy, so funny, so…”Fael stopped mid-sentence, she would not admit it, to herself, to her father, to her maid and especially not to boy.
“Then why do you care? Why does it hurt so much that he did no longer likes you?” The voice persisted.
“He had been a friend,” she argued, “nobody likes to lose friends.”
“Fael really, you knew him for one day. I saw the way that you looked at him, you did not just want him as a friend, you wanted more.” The voice was mocking her.
“No,” She countered, “I only wanted him as my friend. But… why am I even talking to you?”
“But he had such a cute face?” The voice offered. “And you’re talking to me because you not only want to, you need to.” Fael looked around for where the voice might be coming from, but she saw nothing and no one.
“Where are you? Get out of here. I don’t need to talk to you and I definitely don’t want to talk to you!” Fael snapped. “Show yourself or begone from this land forever!” There was a buzzing sound and a small fairy (about the size of Fael’s palm) flew into view. It was a female fairy, wearing a long red dress that was torn in many places, her matted hair a bird’s nest on her head was a reddish brown. She had bad acne and yellowing teeth. Fael gasped.
“Fairies are… Real?” She asked in awe.
“If I had a piece of gold for Everytime someone asked me that, I would have enough gold to rebuild my own fairy land, but I don’t. So you’ve seen me now, what is it you want?” Said the fairy rather moodily.
“What are you the fairy of?” Fael eyed the fairy suspiciously, this was not what she had expected a fairy to be like at all, and not one bit similar to the stories her father had told her when she was a child. Fairies were supposed to be elegant creatures, with wings as fragile as leaf skeletons, neat and tidy hair and dress, flowing movements. Everyone knew the stories, and this fairy just did not fit them.
“Problems, and fears. More specifically your problems and fears.” The fairy seemed annoyed, Fael decided that it must be bound by something powerful. Curious, she asked.
“But why my problems and fears? Why am I so special.” The fairy sighed, and reluctantly replied: “Because I was captured. Ok? You’re great great great great great grandfather, or grandmother (I can’t remember) captured me. Then he or she put some form of binding curse on me, since then I’ve been bound to your family, and I will be until someone sets me free. Anyway enough about me, and more about you. This boy you like, did you speak to him about what was bothering you?” Fael shook her head in answer. “You didn’t say anything?”
“Yeah, I said stuff. It’s just he didn’t.” Fael said stubbornly.
“Did you give him a chance to say something?” The look on the fairy’s face suggested that she already knew the answer.
“No, I didn’t.” Fael whispered. “But what could he have said? He can’t deny it, I know it’s true. I heard him myself. He was telling someone about how he hated us. I don’t think he likes me.”
“But you could have allowed him explain.” Argued the fairy, “A point explained is always far more reliable then just a point.”
“You don’t understand.” Moaned Fael. “I thought that… thought that I was starting to… like him.”
“Yes dear,” Replied the fairy, “I thought we’d already accomplished you fancy the stranger from the forest.”
“Stranger.” Muttered Fael distantly, “That’s all he is, the strange boy from the forest.”
“To me, yes he is. But to you, he is not. You had feelings for him Fael, don’t deny them. Let them run free let him explain. Nothing is ever quite what it seems from someone who only overheard something. He might have been talking to anyone, he might even have been trying to protect you.”
“Fine, I’ll give him another chance, but if he messes it up…” She shot a warning look at the fairy. “…I’ll blame you.” She finished opening the tent and looking outside. Emptiness.
Boy awoke miserably; he must be moving somewhere. His head kept bumping painfully into something hard. He must have fallen asleep, been on a hunting party or something. But wait… had I ever been on a hunting party? He asked himself doubtfully. He couldn’t remember it. He remembered a boat, then he had landed. He was on an island covered in thick forest. He had been injured and bleeding badly, there was a girl. She had helped him considerably, became a friend. Then they had sailed upstream and camped for the night. But there was a centaur, somewhere. He remembered his story, something about a king of the Forest Island, long ago. But he had been a bad king and had not liked the centaurs what was his name?

[xeroxia]

Teah! That was it, he had tried to banish the centaurs. But if he had thought that he had succeeded, why hadn't he taken the whole island. What else lay in the thick forest surrounding the clearing? Boy should know, he had been through there, but he could not quite remember. But now, where was he? Slowly, he peeled open his eyes. He gasped. It's impossible!

[Rhyanidd]

Ok that better not be the end of the chapter because that only reaffirmed my original questions!

[xeroxia]

Ok that better not be the end of the chapter because that only reaffirmed my original questions!
no hehe there's still loads left!

[xeroxia]

Is anyone actually reading this becuase if you're not I'll stop writing.

[Peterlover1]

I might be a little late, or I might not, But i say this is fantastic, and i'd like more!...please :D

[Rhyanidd]

I am reading it!

[xeroxia]

oo thanks, :) *continues to write

[xeroxia]

Thin brown fur covered the beast, Boy realized that his chest must be draped over the thing's body. It was fairly wide, but boy's legs still hung over one end and his head the other. It was extremely uncomfortable. The grassy ground flew by at an extraordinary speed. Boy kept being jerked suddenly in the air, or swung to one side, as whatever he was riding on had to dodge around something in front of him. There were trees all around, Boy guessed that they must have left the clearing. There was a rhythmic thumping of hooves, which is why Boy's first impression was that whatever was happening was impossible. After all, it was impossible for horses to survive on this island. Fael had said, something to do with the atmosphere. But then, Boy remembered the centaur.

[Rhyanidd]

bumbumbumbum! more more!

[lavagirl28227]

i love it sry i did'nt post iwas to into it

[xeroxia]

:) you people are crazy for wanting to read this, but thanks :)

[Rhyanidd]

I AM NOT CRAZY!......I am only mostly crazy! teehee

[xeroxia]

I AM NOT CRAZY!......I am only mostly crazy! teehee
lol, mostly...
1 question: do you understand what's going on or is it too confusing? I do, but I know the plot. Is there any information that I left out earlier on?

[Lost Dreamer]

I love your story! its awesome. No, don't explain anything. i love the mystery and the way you describe things; i like how no one knows who Boy is or where he came from. keep posting! i wnat to read the rest of it. :)
Please dont think it sucks because it doesn't! i get eveyrthing. :)

[xeroxia]

oh, that's good!:)

[Rhyanidd]

Its confusing but It wont stop being confusing till we find out what happend last night and who Boy is...lol and I figgure your already gonna tell us at some point...

[xeroxia]

Chapter 2 continued continued etc.

It was him alright, or at least it was a centaur. If his story had been true then it could be no other centaur then the one that he had met in the woods yesterday, or the day before, or the day before that. How long had he been unconscious for? Boy was still face down on its back, but if he lifted his head a bit he could see the muscular arms and heroic posture. Or not so heroic, Boy thought, this centaur was a kidnapper, and most probably a liar too.
"Where are you taking me?" Boy coughed. There was no answer. They were definitely not supposed to be there, boy realised as the centaur anxiously looked over his shoulder.
"Keep quiet." He whispered at last. There was something in the urgency and nervousness of the centaur's voice that made Boy unable to talk. Magic, he told himself. So he had been lucky enough to find himself captured by a magician centaur, he had no idea where they were going, and the centaur was afraid of something.
Suddenly the centaur stopped, launching boy forwards so that he crashed into the beast's human torso. Then the great creature stood upon its hind legs, sending boy catapulting to the floor.
"Did you bring him to me?" Boy recognised the deep voice, that was neither his nor the centaurs, from a long time ago. Before he had come to this island.

[xeroxia]

Finally! The last bit of chapter 2!
"I brought the worthless creature." The centaur replied angrily.
"Where is he then?" The deep voice asked. The centaur stepped away from where Boy lay so that he could be seen.
"Now you are finally in my power." The deep voice sneered.

[Rhyanidd]

I'm still confused...but I'm sure we'll figgure it out!

[Lost Dreamer]

Ooo.
is the centuar lying, or is he under a spell? i like your story; you better not loose interest in this one Skandar! :)

[xeroxia]

Thanks :) I'll try, I have plans for a sequel...
What are you confused about? The update might help...

[xeroxia]

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YAY! Chapter 3 Finally!

"BOY NO!" Fael screamed. Boy was lying helpless on the floor, and a figure that looked like a big black cloud, was gliding towards him. The figure looked towards where the voice had come from, surprised.
"I thought you said that you were going to make sure the girl hated him." He glared at the centaur.
"Well... I tried... But I..." The centaur stammered. "I did make them hate each other but..." He caught sight of the fairy. "It's her fault!" He bellowed. "Capture her, kill her, but do not blame me!" The fairy cried out as if in pain.
"I have a name you know, and how could you betray our... um... agreement by going onto his side?"
"I've never met you before," The centaur stated defiantly.
"Yes you have, we were both members of the... er... Secret thing." She looked suspiciously at the dark cloud. "I'm Ava, the problem fairy! We spoke only yesterday."
"Traitor." Fael muttered and swatted at Ava, "You said you would help me."
"Fael I have to help you, I am bound to your family. And even if I wasn't I would still not be on the side of that." She shuddered and pointed at the dark cloud, which was still frozen in its steps. Ava flew up to Fael's shoulder and whispered in her ear. Whilst Fael nodded calmly.

[Lost Dreamer]

hmm, help us out? i'm more confused now than before :)
how did Fael get there?
keep posting! i wnat more!

[xeroxia]

hmm, help us out? i'm more confused now than before :)
how did Fael get there?
keep posting! i wnat more!
well, you know how sometimes, authors keep information secret? It's like that! lol. That's all I can do to explain it! lol :p

[Lost Dreamer]

grrr. stop tsalking, post more!
please? *batters eye-lashes* ;)
boo i have to get off, i hope u post more soon...

[OrangeCrush92]

I love ur story!!!! write more!!!

[Rhyanidd]

*chanting* more story more story more story!

[Lost Dreamer]

Skandar...u havent been posting...*glares at computer screen*
are u getting bored? dont u dare stop!
just joking. :)
Post more more more more!

[Lost Dreamer]

Skandar! im dying for more! ur not posting!!!
I refuse to let u give up. :cool: post post post!

[xeroxia]

haha, I would, but I'm too tired to write any right now and have none left on my computer. I promise to post tommorow though.

[Rhyanidd]

whooooooot!

[xeroxia]

Chapter 3 continued!
(note there are spells in this chapter, it isnt very important what they say, but if you want to know read them backwards!)
Ava flew off Fael's shoulder, and hovered in the air detemindly.
"Let the Boy go." She commanded. Neither the centaur nor the black cloud moved.
"Let the Boy go." She repeated louder. "Let him go or suffer." The centaur and the black cloud exchanged a quick look, and then they both started laughing uncontrollably.
"You're so little!" The centaur gasped between laughs. "What can you do to harm us?"
"Teef rouy no llaf!" Declared Ava mightily. The centaur looked down, to find that he had promptly fallen over to follow Ava's words.
"Owch." He muttered.

[Rhyanidd]

whoa cool!

[xeroxia]

Hmmm... your sig dissolved! lol
I might not write anymore for a while, I have to work out part of the plot.

[xeroxia]

Rest of the plot worked out: Here comes story
More of Chapter 3
"You don't know me." Ava stated, with some suprise. "How can you have forgotten the sacred... I mean the secret thing?"
"Forgotten? I never knew of it!" The centaur was attempting to pull himself to his feet.
"thgil gnidnilb." A bright white light temporarily blinded everyone. Boy felt someone grab his shoulders and struggled to his feet.
"Thgil..." He muttered quietly.

[Lost Dreamer]

oh cool...i love boy! dont ask why; but stuff like this makes me get all excieted. Mysterious people...but one QU, it seems like the blakc cloud should be some really powerful being...yet he doest even try to stop the fairy. whats that?
so good...i wnat more more more....:)

[Rhyanidd]

Excellent!

[xeroxia]

oh cool...i love boy! dont ask why; but stuff like this makes me get all excieted. Mysterious people...but one QU, it seems like the blakc cloud should be some really powerful being...yet he doest even try to stop the fairy. whats that?
so good...i wnat more more more....:)
oh... good point...
he's paralysed :p because boy is so powerful along with Fael and Ava. I need to explain that somewhere...

[xeroxia]

still on Chapter 3

Boy didn't even know who was leading him, but from the soft and delicate hand that held his own, he knew that it must be a girl. They were still temporarily blinded, but running for their lives, they both knew that when the light cleared both the centaur and the dark cloud would be after them. And no-one could outrun a centaur. Just as few could win a fight with a creature of pure evil; the black cloud.

[xeroxia]

oh I really hate this! *groans* why can't I write the bit at the end now? It's not fair! I want to tell you who boy is!

[xeroxia]

Im stopping writing this now, because no-one is reading it.

[OrangeCrush92]

No dont!!! I really like this story!!!

[xeroxia]

I know, I'll make a poll, and if at least 3 people want me to keep writing I'll keep writing.

[Lost Dreamer]

Skandar, i voted YES on your poll. i LOVE ur story! i just havent been on lately---busy wiht church and stiff. But i check regulrarly; and i wnat you to keep writing. dont be discouraged! PLEASE dont stop!
and if you really want to tell us who boy is thats okay...*hint hint, nudge nudge* :D
but dont, that will spoil it.
Keep writing!!!

[ye old hermit]

yes please keep writting that was a brill story!!!

i voted yes aswell...i want to hear what happens next!!
lol

[xeroxia]

Fine fine, thanks guys :)

[xeroxia]

Fael stared out of the window, Boy was sitting behind her, worried.
"Thanks for rescuing me." He whispered. Fael smiled.
"It was no problem, Ava really..." She trailed off. After she had helped Boy to escape they had left Ava on her own with the two evil creatures.
"I'm sure she'll be fine." Boy detected what Fael was thinking. "She's a fairy, she's powerful."

[Lost Dreamer]

YAY!!! you updated! hip hip; HORRAY!!!!
so now post more :)

[Lost Dreamer]

oh and hey, on an afterthought, read my story. :D
(he he...*shifty eyes*)

[xeroxia]

ok, just a sec I'm going to post an update.
Fael shrugged. "I can't help thinking though, if anything happens to her. It will be our fault." Boy shook his head.
"It was her plan, if she doesn't like her own plan it's not our fault."
"But she sacrificed herself for us!" Fael screamed and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
"Wait." Boy shouted running after her. "The words she used were shadow tongue, which means that they are very very poweful, I'm sure she could protect herself." Fael paused, and turned around frowming.
"How do you know shadow tongue?" She asked quietly.

[Rhyanidd]

Cliffies! Ahh! No! I love it...sorry I haven't been reading :( My computer wouldn't tell me what had been updated in so I couldn't find stuff....:( Don't stop writing! Oh...would ya mind putting up longer updates? Just cuz you can't get into the mood of the actors in 6 lines...But it is really good, and I understand if you are posting this as you write it out...but I think it would be better if the posts could be longer...

[xeroxia]

ook a longer update, just for RF! ;)
"I don't know." Boy shrugged. "I guess maybe my parents taught it to me when I was a lot younger."
"But surely, if you can't even remember who you are you won't have remembered an extra language." There was a hint of anger in her voice.
"I don't know..." Boy thought for a moment. "Maybe because Shadow Tongue is the tongue used for magic, the magic of the language manages to weave itself deep into your soul so that you can never forget it." Fael shuddered.
"Creepy, so if you learn it it's irreversible?"
"I think so." Boy answered shortly, anxious to get off the subject.
"Can you teach it to me?" Fael asked.
"No, it's too... deep." Boy was unsure if it was the right word. "Besides, you have princess duties and stuff."
"No fair." Fael argued. "You think I'm not good enough."
OOOK I HATE THIS BECAUSE THERE IS TOO MUCH DIALOGUE SO I'M FINISHING NOW!

[Lost Dreamer]

yay, skander posted skander posted. oh and lol, u read my story! yay :D too much dialouge? thats what makes it good!!!
okay so keep it up...for a while there i thoguth u called it quits.

[Rhyanidd]

Its great! Dont be upset if there is to much dialogue! I read a book where there was no dialogue...the book was good, but it was also sometimes drab because of that...dialogue rocks!

[xeroxia]

oo thanx I'll write more soon