[I am doing this on my phone, because I still didn't had time to go on my laptop, so sorry if there are grammar mistakes...] The day started early, as always, at 5 am the commander of the squad walked into the barracks with quite some noise, making asure everyone was awake. Jacè on the otherhand, was already wide awake, he had that strange dream again, or more to say, nightmare... He dreamt about his last, and awoke with a sweating body. His entire bed was soacked, so he was wide awake thanks to that. As the squad moved outside, the training immediatly began. First they did some hard condition training. Climbing, running, crawling and at some point when most would be out of breath, they started to spar against one another. As the day passed, and the clock showed that it was 2 PM, the training stopped and they had premission to eat something before an announcement would be made. With that being said to the squad, they all rushed towards the cantina, making asure their stomachs were filled with both food and water. Although, the commander wouldn't be the commander if he hadn't barged in before anyone could even eat and told them the announcement... "Alright maggots! The tea party is over! Grab your gear, and meet me at the gate in aproximatly 10 minutes!! Those who are late, will be punished!!! MOVE OUT! Everyone looked at the commander with a certain anger, although they were all below him, so they did what was asked and left the cantina without any food in their stomachs... As Jacè left the cantina, he quickly grabbed a few slices if bread and hid them in his pants, if they were going to the gate, that meant they were going to scout!! His favorite thing since he had joined this squad was going on scouting missions! As the entire squad grabbed their equipment, placed it on their body and moved towards the gate, they still had to wait for the few newcommers. They had recentlly joined this squad and were still adjusting towards it. Although everyone else weren't making it any easier on them. As all the newcommers had to go trough, even Jacè knew how it felt to be the 'new-guy' although he didn't hated them for it, it was a way of saying: 'Hey welcome to the squad, we are your new family now!' and thats what Jacè liked about this team, they were a family, not a big one but still, they were a family. As the newcommers arrived, everyone began to laugh, their suits were painted pink! This was a trick that Jacè had come up with, because everyone in the squad had to play a trick with the new-guys, just to say your way of welcome. As the commander shutted everyone up, he started to explain about what they were going to do, and indeed it was a scouting mission. They had to scout the area for certain dangers, or just to make asure it was still safe arund the perimeters. As the commander had spoken, he pointed to Jacè and another guy named Jayson. He appointed the two to be the head of the squad, making asure that they wouldn't run into any danger. As the gate opened, Jayson and Jacè nodded to the commander, looked at each other and immedialty left into the wilderniss ahead of them. Jayson and Jacè were used to being each others buddy, and being the head of the snake as the commander always called it. As Jayson scouted the left flank, Jacè took the right flank, he knew he was faster than Jayson, so at a certain moment Jacè stopped in a tree and looked around, in the corner of his eyes, he noticed a shadow moving, with ease a bow emmerged from his suit and was held in his right hand. He enjoyed his suit for it could emmerge and immerge his weapons and equipment that he needed. As he started following the shadow, he grinned, if it was a beast he atleast had some fun, if it was a citizen then he had to take him or her back... which he hated even more than cleaning the bathrooms at their encampment....

The arguing continues, the two major factions all but tearing into one another as each one tries to get it's point across. Sparks fly and words that will be later mourned and regretted pass back and forth like dust on the wind. The fight is long, the anger real and having been building up for a long time and at last explodes in a furious combat bound to words and regulated only by the combatants desire to remain undiscovered. To the rest of the world this sight would be one to be feared, hated, and the people destroyed on sight, nor so so many believe. Then at last the literal and figurative dust settles, a decision made, and the time for action upon them. Yes, this is what needs to happen, and now, they have the perfect volunteer. . . .

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She moves along, stealthy and silent. She knows she's not suppose to be here. The decision was made and he was chosen. She knows this, but still, she needs to check on him. Just this once, then she'll let history take it's course. It is not her place, not her right, but she simply can not leave him to the universe without one last look. She doesn't know quite where he was dropped off, or what state he'll be in, but she knows the general area. She stalks as quietly as she can through the woods, following the faint trail left by those who had dumped him to his dump site. She really hopes that they weren't too rough with him. She knows the ones who left him in this forest don't really like him all that much. . .But they wouldn't hurt him or anything, right?

She feels a pang of worry, hoping against hope that it is unfounded and wrong. So focused she is on her quest that she does not notice the thing following her, armed and silent. She darts along, a spry little thing, barely bigger than a child and her form completely covered by a ground length red robe complete with hood. She keeps to the shadows, he magic seeping out only just enough to make her light on her feet as to not leave a trace of her passage on the ground. She moves quickly as she can along the trail until at last she slows, spotting something laying on the grass in the distance.

The magic trail fades almost completely as she approaches the clearing where the figure lay sprawled out spread eagle on the plush green forest floor. Just beyond the body is s beautiful pond with a tree draped over it. She knows now exactly who dropped him and rolls her eyes, smiling slightly. Creeping forward as quiet as ever she stands over the sleeping person, gazing at his gentle features for a full minute before kneeling down and letting out a sigh. 'Well, here you are. You're breathing, you’re not hurt, and you will wake soon. That's all I needed to know my friend. . .'

Reaching out her hand hovers over his arm, not able to touch him least he wake and spot her, but a comforting gesture for her none the less. It is as she kneels there, finally able to relax, a small smile on her lips, that she finally realizes she's being watched. She tenses up, sending out her senses to make sure that it's not someone who can get her in trouble before standing slowly and drifting off behind the nearest tree and vanishing completely.

The figure on the ground does not stir through all of this, his silky black hair splayed out beneath his head like a fan, his arms and legs spread out carelessly. Somehow he looks very at home despite the fact that he's sleeping in the middle of nowhere.