The Legendary Warrior Trilogy
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V RUMOURS OF WAR (SEQUEL TO THE LEGENDARY WARRIOR)
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"Come downstairs and get your breakfast now!"
"All right, all right, I'm coming!"
Naomi Yvak slowly merged at the top of the staircase. Her slim figure wore a deep red circle-neck with flowers and waves tattooed all around it. Below it she wore a skirt, the same colour, but it was fairly short, with the end reaching just above her knees. She was, and had been, thirteen years old, and it was around three months until she turned fourteen. Her bare feet thumped loudly down the stairs, her petite hand holding onto the rail as she did so. She glanced around for a moment, before focusing both her eyes and attention on her mother. Jodie had a hand on her hip, and an impatient look in her eyes.
"Now, you know me and your father been waiting a long time for you. We have been very patient, but we don't like how lazy you are. And somehow we can't wake you up, because you just don't respond, even if we shake you repeatedly. You shouldn't be sleeping in late on a day like this. You have to help us do the shopping, remember?" the dirty-blonde haired woman ordered sternly. Naomi left one hand on the rail in a relaxed fashion. "Oh, it's not that late, is it-" She glanced outside, seeing the stick in the ground. It was almost midday. "Ah."
"Now, eat your breakfast quickly. The sooner you do, the sooner we can buy the food we need. You need some new clothes as well," John, the man with the black hair and deep brown eyes muttered, folding his arms. Naomi had to do what he wanted; ignoring her mother was easy enough, but her dad...that was a challenge. Who knows what sort of punishments he would make up if she didn't obey him. "Fine," the young girl murmured, stepping into the kitchen. It was mainly white, except for a few marks where the chair had bumped against the wall, and many scuffs and dents where she had kicked the wall out of frustration.
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"Attention! Beware, all ye!"
The voice of the town crier boomed out throughout the marketplace and nearly through all of town, and that included Naomi and her family. John stopped his family and listened for more, them being quite near the crier.
"Beware! Death rates have gone up in this town! Be very wary out 'ere! All ye! Very suspicious!" he cried out. Naomi tilted her head slightly in curiosity and raised her eyebrows a little, interested in the matter. Her parents turned to her. "Would you know anything about this?" Jodie whispered with a questioning tone. Naomi shrugged in response. "Depends on who's actually murdering people," she replied confidently as she walked up to the town crier. She was about three to four inches taller than him; she loomed over him. It was like she was older than him. "Tell me more, please," the brunette beckoned, tucking some of her hair behind her left ear.
"Well, all I know is that everyone who 'as been murdered recently are teenage girls, and there 'ave been quite a lot in the town that 'ave lost their lives," the crier responded, looking up at the girl. "Wait a minute!" he suddenly exclaimed. Naomi was taken aback by this expression, and glanced at him as if to say "What?" The man had a smile on his face. "You're the girl who defeated the Itav Initev!"
Naomi smiled as he realised who she was, and listened intently while the crier continued.
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"Come on then!" she murmured happily, turning to face John and Jodie. "Let's go and find her." Without waiting for an answer from the pair, she began walking in the direction of the forest. The parents looked at each other and shrugged, before following her.
Soon, the trio had entered the forest and Naomi led the two towards a straw hut - one familar to her. Lucy's hut. Nostalgia quickly overcame her but she fought against it, managing to walk eastwards to a proper house. Made of bricks. Well, it wasn't really a house, more a tiny office. When Naomi knocked on the door, a woman just an inch taller than her emerged. She was clearly an elf, and the bridge of her nose held part of a pair of small glasses. She looked to be fairly wealthy; she wore similar quality clothes to that of the young girl's. Additionally, she seemed pleased when seeing Naomi.
"Welcome! I'm sure Avael told you to come here. Well, come inside. My name is Valeven."
The woman side-stepped so that Naomi could enter through, and she did, quickly followed by her parents. The brick house was much cosier, in a way, than Lucy's was. On the other hand, though, it wasn't really a house, so Naomi couldn't really expect it to go up to the standards that Lucy's was. It consisted of a single, but large, room, decorated with an oak fireplace and a enormous table in the middle. On the smooth teak surface, there were a pile of papers stacked up, and then some scattered around. There was a single lead pencil carelessly lying on one of the pieces of paper. Valeven beckoned Naomi towards the table and she took a seat; there being two chairs, again made of teak.
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"So..." the girl started, beginning to look through the papers, reading the writing on them briefly. "Do you know anything else about the teenage girls that have been murdered? Their specific ages, or their race? How many there were? You know their names, don't you?"
"Indeed I do," Valeven replied with a nod, sitting down again and gently pushing a single paper in Naomi's direction. She took it and read it over. There were a few key points that she took into consideration; she thought they were important. Those key things were their races, their specific ages and then at the far left were the list of names. They all seemed to be unusual, and when she looked at their race, they were all elves. This was unusual, too. She glanced up at the woman with a curious expression. "What is elven life like?" she asked, keeping her eyes on her. "I mean, you're an elf, aren't you? You'd know about life in Dnafle." Valeven adjusted her glasses so that they rested comfortably on her nose, and then responded with, "I know quite a bit, yes. But if you want some research on potions and medicines and all that, you'll have to see a friend of mine."
"Who's that?" Naomi asked, raising her eyebrows slightly.
"Genielli. Genielli Berloris," the woman replied, a smile appearing then crossing her lips.
With that statement, Naomi tilted an eyebrow. "You know him?" she asked, startled, her eyebrow still raised. The woman looked up from her paper she was reading.
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"When me and Luc- my trainer - went to hospital, I met him there. He does make all sorts of potions. I never knew he knew you. I mean, he never mentioned you," the girl explained. "Where is he?"
"He lives near the portal to Dnafle. Just half a mile away or so," Valeven replied, smiling for a brief moment. Her eyes returned to the paper she was holding in her small, delicate hands. "Do you want to find him now, I'm guessing?" Naomi nodded in response, which the elf could see out of the corner of her eye. "Well, you know where the portal is, don't you?" Naomi nodded again, while the woman kept her eyes fixed on the sheet. "Half a mile south from there. You'll find a small house, almost like a cottage."
"Thank you," Naomi responded with a bright smile. She turned, with the piece of paper with the girls' names and other information on, and headed for the door. Once she was out in the cool spring air, she headed off towards the direction of the portal, which lead to that planet she and Lucy had fought on to save her parents just a couple of months before. When she reached it, she quickly turned south, heading for the house in the distance.
Soon enough, Naomi arrived at the small, cottage-like house. It was white on the outside, with black stripes going vertical and horizontal at some places. She knocked timidly on the maple door; it being a rich brown. A short moment after, it opened and whom she assumed was Genielli stood there. However, he didn't look like she remembered him. He was covered in great bruises and scars. The most notable and eye-catching were a zig-zag scar on his forehead, which went down to meet each of his pointy ears, and a large bruise which covered his ankle. It was almost completely blue.
"What happened?!" Naomi asked, both concerned and shocked at the same time; Genielli would be able to hear this from her tone of voice.
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"Never mind that for now, but what's happened to you?" she repeated, looking up at him, an anxious expression on her face.
"It is something! I'm concerned! Who is it? I'll kill them."
"No, seriously, it's got nothing to do with you."
"No! Leave it, Naomi. It. Doesn't. Matter."
~UGH!~ Naomi thought crossly as she stepped into the room. It was practically Valeven's room, except it was an actual house. This was the living room though. It was filled with all kinds of expensive wood furniture and silk cushions. For a moment Naomi wondered how he could afford all this stuff, when she remembered that he was a doctor. She took a seat without asking or being offered to, and Genielli sat opposite her. The girl couldn't help but stare at his bruises. He noticed this, but said nothing about it. Instead, he asked, "So what exactly did you come here for? Did Valeven tell you where I live?"
Naomi nodded. "Um, well, there are a lot of murders happening recently, so I went to Valeven, and she directed me to you." She gave a slight smile. Genielli nodded his head in understanding. "Why did she want you to go here?" he questioned. Naomi passed him the paper, while explaining, "Well, about potions. I need to know about different medicines and poisons you can make. What ingredients you use in them. That sort of stuff." Genielli was reading the paper as she talked, and when she was finished, he gasped in surprise, also finishing the paper. "Wow! I knew that some people were murdered, but I didn't know that many were killed!" he exclaimed. Naomi nodded sadly in response. "I know," she said quietly. The elf then went on to respond to her question.
"Well, I do have a few potions here for medicines and stuff. Just for emergencies, things like that," he replied, smiling at her.
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"We're nearly there, okay?"
"It's taking a long time. I didn't know you lived so far away from it. Must be a pain going to work."
"Yeah, it is. But I enjoy the job, so it doesn't really matter. Plus it's one of the only proper jobs around here."
Naomi and Genielli trudged through the forest in almost complete blackness, apart from tiny beams of light shooting out from cracks in between tree branches and small leaves. It wasn't as light as Naomi remembered it to be; well, that was explainable. After all, it was winter when she last went through that forest and now it was spring. In addition, the multiple forest fires had destroyed quite a few trees. The young girl was sick of trudging through the muddy ground and foliage for what seemed to her like hours on end - until a smile met her lips. She could see a faint building in the distance. It was painted white, and had a small red cross above the entrance, attached to the wood.
At long last they stepped through the entrance to the hospital. Immediately a human stepped forwards towards the elf. "Why are you here, Genielli? You're off shift," the man questioned, looking at him curiously.
"Mark, this is Naomi. Lucy trained her-"
Genielli had been explaining when Mark rushed forward to Naomi and shook her hand energetically. "By the Gods, it's you! I thought you had died in that Itav Initev fight! Where's Lucy?"
~Does everyone know about it or what?~ Naomi thought as she took a gulp, saying, "She's the one who died, sir."
"Oh..." The human laid a hand on the girl's shoulder. "Well, I'm sorry for that. You must have had a hard time when that happened, didn't you?" Naomi, having no other option, nodded in response. She also noted that Mark didn't react to Genielli's injuries; implying that they must not have happened that recently. He turned to the elf. "So, why are you here?" he asked.
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