-note this is not finnished and was made a long time ago-
Anda’asha
* The Start *
Is dedicated to:
Anyone who can be themselves and does not submit them selves to another persons wish.
* * Chapter 1* *
Gathering the bearings
Anda’asha Silversword stood in front of the Lightsbreaths armsmaster as he used Anda’asha as another example for the class.
“YOU DARE TO TRY AND SKIP CLASS AGAIN AND I’LL DO MORE THAN EMBARRASS YOU!!!” Roared Magar the armsmaster with a small emphasizing cuff on the head “And that goes for all of you.” He growled as an after thought.
Anda’asha nodded vigorously he did NOT want to be caught after THAT! He saw Magar break heads and not think twice!
Anda’asha wasn’t the armsmaster favorite student by far. He was the pet of the ladies with his golden blond shoulder length hair, ice blue eyes, fair golden tan skin, and lovely heart breaking face. Every other male student was like his fathers type, well muscled, brown hair and eyes and altogether wider, he was about alike him as a horse’s buttocks is to a flower, their alive, Other than the fact than being related thats’ the only thing. He how ever is more like his mother, Lady Jessica Silversword. Lady Jessica has the blond hair, blue eyes, and fair skin no one knows where he got his face. Thou his father, Brightstar Silversword, is the lord holder of Lightsbreath no one went easy on him if anything they went harder on him than any other soul at Lightsbreath! He isn’t made for “up in your face” sword fighting more of a “hit and run” sword fighting, not that Magar will go any easier and change his teaching habits any to help him the least. And not like he was any good at that type either, he couldn’t even walk straight under the armor much less lunge! To add more to his problems he is supposed to inherit, he is the oldest.
“Classed dismissed” Magar was saying even thou he had his vice-of-a-grip on Anda’asha’s arm. “You’re coming with me.”Magar growled in an undertone. Anda’asha kept his face in a mask of bewilderment, it wasn’t that hard since he was confused, they came to a shack meant for supplies thou people claim to smell mulled wine and beer plus their have been yelps and beatings coming from as long as he could remember. Anda’asha was scared to death as they entered the horrible shack. Their were no supplies in the shack but what he saw didn’t help any, theirs a table in the corner with wine and beer but that’s not what made him sick, there are stains on the walls, and even he could tell what they were from. “Skip class again and you’ll find out what they’re from.” He said in a dangerously small voice. As if he didn’t know what they were from. Anda’asha shuddered. Then with out warning Magar gave Anda’asha a cuff on the head, hard.
* Chapter 2 *
Visits and letters
Sometimes you want to kill somebody even thou you know it’s wrong, sometimes you just take your pint up anger out on something small and helpless like bugs or your mothers china, but Anda’asha was different he took his anger out by writing, by writing poems, songs, stories, and dreams, letting his angry words transform into wonderes things. But right now they were horrible things all pointed at Magar. But of course he never lets these things be seen or he would be shunned. Of course he is nearly shunned already, only thing different is he would be kicked out and ignored completely. Maybe not by Elzspar, his sister, for she practaly raised him. . Oh yes Elzspar, the only friend he ever had He looked down at the letter he had started:
Dear Elzspar
I hope you are well. I have written a
few more of my poems, these are for Magar,
stars may he may not see them. I also got in
trouble by Magar today. I was in the
kitchen hoping for a snack, he caught
me and drug to class and gave a lecture.
then he brought me to…..
this is where he hesitated, and decided to tell the truth:
to the bad shack. Don’t worry about it he
only warned me. I am not doing that again!
Your dear brother
Anda’asha
Elzspar was always their when he needed her until about a year ago, she was moved to a sparing camp. He now had to write letters instead of just telling her out right witch truly was a set back! Now he had to wait three days to get answer out of a question he usually needed answered NOW. But thankfully she was coming for a visit in a week to stay three months. So this was his last letter before she came.
When she finally did come she wouldn’t leave his side, except to sleep of course. That would cause many unpleasant rumors. Yet there was something anxious about her like she would rather not be there. That was completely new. She was actually quiet compared to her before she left. She was never very talkative anyway. So now she only talked when she was asked a direct question. As if afraid to let something slip. Something important. Knowing her she was problibly needed to tell.
“Elzspar what’s wrong?” she looked falsely startled. He wasn’t fooled.
“Why, nothing!” She said in a sweet voice. There was a subtle hint in her voice that said ‘Not now too many people you dimwit!!’ only he and she knew their secret yet unofficial language made up of extremely, and I mean Extremely hard to catch signals.
When they were alone she suddenly wilted.
“Anda’asha! I’m pregnant! How do I tell mom and dad?!” she burst out. His jaw dropped.
“How?! Who?! WHEN?!” He franticly asked. She blinked, as if she expected advice first. On impulse she answered:
“Accident. Quindal. One month ago.”
I nearly fainted.
“Why didn’t you write!!” I nearly screamed. They only had about eight months to tell mom and dad! And less until they found out just by looking at her!
* Chapter 3 *
Scars and loves
Well they told them, a day later. His punishment was to be sent into the guard of Aldenar. The worst possible area of expertise for him that could be imaged, or so he thought. Thankfully the army saw he wasn’t a fighter and gave him to the scout quarter of the army. They soon gave him an assignment. And another. He soon became one of their best scouts, he loved the army, the thrill of danger, and he spent many years in their service, more like eight years… until the ‘cave’ assignment that is.
Anda’asha spun around to face the mysterious noise behind him and saw what the world had not. Not for ages, a Griffon. And it was just his luck that he was standing over its eggs. Griffon eggs are hatched and raised by the father.
“What arrrre you doing hearrrr!!!” He screeched thru his beak. “Trying to find shelter.” Anda’asha lied.
“Ha!!! You werrre trrrrying to ssssteal Moondance’sss eggsss!” He cried triumphedly. That was all the warning Anda’asha got. Moondance pounced. Anda’asha was able to get out of the cave with only his arms and chest torn by the claws and beak. That’s when Moondance flew out of the cave. Anda’asha caught sight of his scout partner wiping out of sight. He knew then that if he could hold off Moondance the rest of the town could make it to safety. He tried in vain to get out of the way from the endless attacks until he couldn’t move. He was pined and the griffon was going to make the final and fatal blow. Moondance’s claw was almost to his face. He heard a familiar WIZZ as the first claw gouged his jawbone and broke it as Moondance fell back his claw pulled and nearly tore his jaw off! Moondance was filled with arrows and dead while Anda’asha was shrieking with agony, even doing that hurt, beyond what he had ever felt before. He was twisting in that agony begging the gods to die. Only one sane thought running around in his mind: I’m coming God, oh god I hope I’m coming!
Brightsnow had just gotten back to the town when she heard an all too familiar sound, screaming, she panicked as a healer trainee came running out.
“Brightsnow! You have to hurry!!!” that’s all she needed to go to ‘healer mode’ as she called it rushing into the medical temple she saw a boy horribly mauled by something. She could make out a scout patch under the crimson blood. On the table and the boy was twisting in pain! Pain, she scoffed to herself, more like agony!! She looked at the boy with a leveling gaze, steadied her self and sat down beside the boy and started healing.
Anda'asha felt something penetrate his “wall” of pain a tentive touch of water among the fire he wondered what it was. But that touch of sanity didn’t last long. He nearly went insane with the pain as the pain came back hundred fold and kept increasing. Several more of the touches flashed, each one taking some of the pain away then it started growing again. He finally figured out that he was being healed. Why are they taking so long? then it dawned on him the town only had apprentices healers the rest were coming latter oh stars can they hurry up! As if his thought had conjured them he could FEEL the higher powered healers taking place’s around him and many MUCH more powerful hoses of water quenching the flame of the pain.
Brightsnow saw clearly the relief on the boy’s face when she finished. She knew she had the apprentices to owe for what sanity the boy had left, if he had any left any at all!
Brightsnow smiled as the boys eyes opened later that day. Full of intelligence, wonder, and a quick wit.
“Am I in Heaven finally after being dragged through the nine hells? “He asked with a quirked eyebrow and slightly dazed, or appeared to be.
Oh yes a very quick wit. Well I can have one to. “Oh yes” she said sweetly
”If you call Coray Heaven.”
“Ah… so sleepy” He said just before he looked troubled, then looked as if he had figured something out. “I need to tell you something”
“Yes?”
“Closer” he said hoarsely. I leaned forward instinctively
And he kissed me squarely in the lips. My eyes bulged, I tried to pull away but his hand was firmly behind my head. He tricked me! I thought.
When he finally let me go I was ready, or thought she was. She sat back in her chair thunderstruck and staring at the boy. She didn’t even know his name! Or his age for that matter!
I glared at the boy wicked scar and all. Then he said something else just as surprising.
“You do know I am 19, right?” My mouth fell open. This day is full of surprises.
“Most don’t “He said smiling. I rethought the kiss. I did like it… a lot, even thou it was forced.
“What’s your name?” I asked, at the same time he asked me what was my name. He said Anda’asha, I said Brightsnow. That started a rather long conversation.
* Chapter 4 *
Family and Love
As you might have guessed they fell in love. Yet they never could do as they wished the army and duty always held them back even thou andasha was considered ‘wounded in action’ he still. Yet that made them yearn for each other even more. And the letter that Anda’asha got telling him to come back home didn’t help. But what if Brightsnow was able to come home with him… oh yes that’s it!!!
“Brightsnow! I got it! If you could come home with me, we could be together!” I exclaimed
“It’s perfect!” she smiled
When we got home people were literally pouring out of the holding. I smiled encouragingly at her as she tensed at the sight of so many people.
“This isn’t a family this is a horde!” she exclaimed I just laughed. My father was eyeing her disapprovingly, I glared at him. He seemed taken aback at the glaring and the strange lightning like scar on my face for that matter. He nodded respectfully and I relaxed or was less tense. As I relaxed I saw Brightsnow give me a grin. I grinned back.
My father surprised me when he asked me to come into his study with Elzspar. I turned to Brightsnow, but my mother was talking to her, she waved for me to go on.
I followed my father into his study, he now thinks me man enough to come in, and that’s a good thing.
“Take a seat… Anda’asha….” He said. I knew that he nearly said boy.
“Hello father.” I noticed he made Elzspar stand, my face hardened.
“Don’t look at me like that Anda’asha!” he demanded
“Why?” I replied. What happened next happened so fast I don’t truly know what happened. First he lunged at me, and then my scout skills took over. I got out of the way and ’took him hostage’ I took a rope out of my pocket and gently tied him up.
“Don’t attack me Brightstar!!” I said dangerously. Elzspar was standing there staring, father was gasping for air. I cut him loose Just as my mother and Brightsnow walked in Brightsnow took one look at the situation and kneeled by my father and said “Whatever you did, you brought this upon your self Brightstar.” Then stood up and walked out of the room with me. While my mother was staring at my father curiously. One thing was for sure I wouldn’t call him father for a while!
When they got to their rooms Brightsnow rounded on him
“Why did you do that!” she yelled at him.
“He tackled me!” I yelled back, she winced.
“Men…” she sighed sadly.
“What do you mean by that?!” he yelled at her. She winced again
“Why are you wincing?” he asked, tenderness in his tone creeping through the anger. She looked at me strangely. She had a hunger in her eyes not the usual hunger as to ‘break the rules and have fun’ no this was different, much different it was a need. He realized that his voice held that same need. It was a while before they got to sleep.
* Chapter 5 *
Love and Blood
They truly must get married now, he thought as he watched her deftly tying her shirt that morning. She smiled at him, a secret smile. A truly loving smile. He smiled right back. Her smile turned into a grin, he matched her. They both burst into laughter. It was rather ridiculous really… well maybe later….he thought distractedly.
A servant burst in. “Master you MUST come… its horrible!” and he fainted dead away. Anda’asha grabbed his sword and ran, just pausing enough to grab Brightsnow’s arm. Running as fast as he could while buckling his sword belt, he nearly tripped a dozen times. He came upon massacre with his father fighting the…things, for that was the only way to describe them. He then pushed Brightsnow down the hall, away from the… things, and ran into the foray. Sword drawn he fought to his father, he got wounded while fighting his way though the…things. He went slightly light headed and nearly went under a dozen times. He got there just in time to see his father go under and Anda’asha chopped off the …thing’s head to save his father. He used his momentum to pull his father up off the ground and stab another…thing. All the while getting another wound, in his side this time, hear Brightsnow scream AND see his brother get maimed beneath a …thing’s claws. But he was in a Battle Rage and at the moment didn’t care. Yet some part of him saw that and that just put him deeper into The Rage. That part of him felt his lip curling into a snarl and felt his scar pulling tight against his cheek. Yet that was only a corner of his mind, the rest was all but insane with The Rage.
When the last one was gone The Rage left him in a rush. He was thankfully by a wall and he collapsed against it, some were in the middle of the hall and collapsed where they were. Pain enveloped him; well needless to say he HURT emotionally and physically. He barely heard Brightsnow scream his name and run to him. He knew he was safe and literally passed out.
He woke all at once but didn’t move, he didn’t know where he was. He relaxed when he heard Brightsnow talking to his mother he opened his eyes and couldn’t fight a yawn.
“Anda’asha!” Brightsnow exclaimed with delight when she saw him awake.
“’lo” he grumbled with another yawn behind his words. He hurt, a lot. My god how can a person hurt like this, it’s weird, you
HURT but don’t hurt… at least not like getting mauled does!
“My Lord! How long did I sleep?” He asked seeing that it was afternoon.
“Three days.” Brightsnow said with a quirk in the corners of her mouth. He blinked. She laughed at his expression- the longest he had slept in a long time was nine hours. He noticed that he was in the hospital and looked around for his dad. He saw him wrapped in bandages and looking at him, a solemn expression on his face; Brightsnow saw this and left them alone.
They were like that for several moments until the silence was too much to bear.
* Chapter 6 *
Sorry and feelings
“Sorry about four nights ago…” Anda’asha said.
“It’s ok… it’s my fault anyway.” Brightstar said grudgingly.
Anda’asha was shocked! This was his FATHER … APPOLIGISING! He saw Anda’asha’s expression and smiled.
“Thought we lost you there …mentally and physically …”he said
“Why?” Anda’asha asked
“The healers and your girlfriend both say you were insane while in the fight.” He said. Was there a hint of fear in his voice? Of him?
“What?” Anda’asha asked, shocked to the bone.
“They think you have some besirkling blood in your veins…in that state you could have done nearly anything and barely remember it.” He said quietly “do you remember the fight at all?” he asked, giving Anda’asha a look that shook him to the soul.
Anda’asha tried to remember …all he could remember was diving in to save his father and seeing his brother being killed.
“Oh god, Turin!” Anda’asha yelled franticly trying to get up even thou he new it was to late. Three days too late! Turin was the only brother who cared, the only brother who acted like he was human and not a pile of dung that they had to live with! He collapsed on the pillows numb to the world that was so cruel and so kind at the same time. Anda’asha didn’t notice there were tears streaming down his face until his hand got wet. He scrubbed them away with the blanket. Once they were gone he looked at Brightstar.
“I could have saved him…I COULD HAVE SAVED HIM!” He screamed “STUPID BESIRKLING BLOOD!” Anda’asha yelled he felt The Rage trying to seep back in to his very being.
Brightsnow came back running into the room. She glared at his father as if this was his fault (which it might have been) and put an arm around Anda’asha very protectively. Love for him in her every fiber of her being.
“I’m so sorry Anda’asha. So, so sorry” she whispered he calmed back down instantly at her touch. His father was pale. His FATHER was scared of HIM! The realization hit him then… the realization of what he was… A monster, a danger to every one around him. Including Brightsnow. The thought brought tears to his eyes again. That just made her hug him fiercely.
“I love you Anda’asha.” She said simply into his ear. And a tingling sensation crept through him, her gift… that was all he could think before she used her empathy and let her feel what she was feeling. The overpowering love that she had for him would have knocked him off his feet if he was standing. It certainly knocked him off his mental ones. He finally realized what she was doing and opened himself up to her and released the flood of emotions that he had put up when he was little and hadn’t opened since, very few emotions eluded this ‘web’ of will. He was surprised at the emotions that came rolling out. First was pain, it seemed to of been the strongest emotion in there at first but after he got to his feet after that wave another came rolling out on it’s heels fear was even stronger then that then other dozens of smaller ones then one that made fear look like an ripple, anger so strong that even she recoiled from it, surprise radiating from her. He had to rein it in, he tried to put it back behind his ‘wall’ but he realized it wasn’t there she hadn’t let it stay or else his rouge emotions had destroyed it, fear mixed in to the anger she reached out and gently relived him of the filthy emotion. Her emotions made him think of her staring at him in surprise. Then even more small ones then one he thought she hade been waiting for… love enough that it made anger look like …nothing…this was a gentle emotion yet one so strong that he knew that it could tear him to pieces but instead he felt it gently caress him and Brightsnow. His emotions finished draining out and the last thing he felt before he blacked out was relief.
*Chapter 6 *
Shrouds and surprise
When Anda’asha woke he seemed to feel things more clearly like he had been living in a shroud and he seemed to see things more sharply as if he had lived in a haze and a sudden wind had swept it all out. Every thing was sharp and clear. Wonder filled him… wonder…wow… feelings were a blessing, instead of living in a monotone gray world a world where the only emotions were anger, fear, and sorrow(and all negative emotions), he now had love, anger, sorrow, relief, fear, joy, and dozens others! He was overwhelmed by the sheer number of them.
Brightsnow poked her head in and saw him staring in to space and probing his emotions and he turned his head to her and she felt love swell in him …like a rising tide… and then she felt surprise at the emotion and even stronger surprise at that emotion then just plain confusion. Poor boy…she smiled at him
“Have you learned your lesson? ‘Don’t put your life on hold’ ” she asked mischievously.
“Oh yes I think I have…” irony filed him, he just let it be. Or he has gotten used to some of them.
“‘A heart’s a heavy burden’ ” she quoted from a play.
“I would say.” He muttered under his breath.
A healer, other than Brightsnow, came in.
“I would say that he’s free to go, just take It easy for the next few days.” He smiled at the two of them, and left. She helped him into his robe and then to his feet. She guided him to their room. He was either acting weak or wasn’t up to much physical movement. Either way she was going to keep him in bed for a while. Of course if he was acting that was probably what he wanted! She laughed at the thought. But of course after THAT he probably isn’t acting…
the thought sobered her.
She couldn’t believe it he had lost his only ally in this place other than herself… she wasn’t looking forward to when he REALISES that his brother was dead…
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