It was a little more than eighteen years ago... The cries of the villagers. The laughter of the Vandal... Even as I watched others suffer and be slaughtered I somehow managed to get away unscathed. And when my parents fell before me, my vision blurring with tears, I remember the protective shadow that loomed over me. Watching me dearly and slaying all that threatened to kill me. For some reason I felt an odd sense of calm. He was my guard, my shadow, my protector. Yet when the final monster stood before us -me- and safety, he willingly gave his life... for me. I never understood then, and I don't think he expected me to, but I think he loved me. I don't know what I was to him, why he cared for me so much. All I knew was that he had killed the dangerous villian that laid seige to the village. That I was safe... and that he left a very unique gift behind... Now that I'm older, I suppose, that it was what I deserved for his protection...





She fled from town, again, toward the outskirts where the swamp lands were. Escaping to her solitude under the illuminated sky. Smiling deeply as she stared up at the moon, at it's blue radiance and the calm she felt. The water was cleaner tonight, thanks to the moon's magic, and one could even drink right from it. It was on nights like this that a civillian could wander freely without fear. At least until the sun rose again...

Letting her feet soak in the clean water, then stripping down to her bathing suit, the young woman submerged herself within its depths and looked up at the sky. Even under water, it amazed her, that the light was so bright even from the depths. A few, friendly, monsters swam up to her and nuzzled and played with her. Lightly nipping her hair and swimming around in patterns before leaving her be. She didn't swim too deep, perhaps six feet or so, before returning to the big rock that jutted out at the edge where her dry clothes lay. Just as she was emerging, like the fabled Lady of the Lake, she sensed a familiar presence nearby before she could even see him. Sighing deeply as she wrung her hair out and sat down to dry, keeping an eye on her clothes in case he tried to sneak up on her and take them or throw them in the water.

Yes, he was just that much of an ass-... He was the little 'gift' her valiant knight, she dubbed him when she was young and romantic, had left; a boy. The boy was about her age and was just as small and scrawny as she back then too. Oh, and how they had hated eachother right off! The story goes that after the turmoil there were hardly twenty villagers left. Some wanted to move on, but most stayed put in the place that they were born. Her aunt and uncle graciously took her and the orphaned boy in. Both of them hardly spoke, and when they did, it was because they picked on eachother. The circle went on and on until they'd developed a loathing taste of one another, always sensing when the other was near and where they were. It was a blessing and curse, to know where the person you despised was at all times and yet to also be able to catch them trying to sneak up on you.

And now she felt him approach before she could see, and suddenly his figure emerged from the dimness of the foggy swamp. Her eyes narrowed slightly, figuring he was either going to try and drag her back home or just be annoying and bug her at her own sanctuary... Glancing down at her body, she frowned deeper, not even sparing a blush for him. If she was right too, and she usually was, he was pretty perverted. Always catching her at the wrong moments, like when she was wearing her bathing suit or something skimpy like some of her training attire, and then teasing or just staring at her in that creepy way that boys did... "What do you want?" she asked with disgust.



((Basically I want you to be the boy that comes out to bring her home. This is sortta like BEAT: The Vandel Buster. Where they fight monsters for money and they have a Soul Weapon -but only one!- and they do it for money and protecting the village until they just go out to kill as many as they can. Right now these two have a strange love-hate relationship. Every day they go hate-love-hate-love ect. Sometimes its one-sided love and sometimes its one-sided hate or both. But eventually they'll get over it and admit to themselves that they love eachother because they've dealt with eachother's crap for so long. lol Have fun! Please be descriptive, don't ask to join, just do it! lol))