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I made this very short because I wanted to cut it off at the specific point in which this is cut off so it would be a cliff hanger. Don't worry, the next bit will be really long. I hope you all enjoy chapter 3!

  
CHAPTER THREE

The hours seemed to fly by, and before I knew it I was standing in the imposing throne room, waiting for my father to arrive so I could bid him goodbye. Eliah stood next to me, wrapped up in his traveling cloak and seemingly lost in thought. It felt strange to be wearing jeans and a simple T-shirt again, although I had covered them up with a traveling cloak similar to Eliah’s; I knew my father would not approve of me wearing such clothes in the palace, even if he was well aware this was what I usually wore in Virginia. I could barely believe the summer was over already, it seemed like I had just arrived in Elsmeria a few days ago. I guess all that thinking I’d been doing made the time go by faster after all.  

I let my thoughts wander back to the human world, and my friends there who I knew I’d be seeing soon. I wondered how their summers had been.  I knew for sure James’ must have been amazing; he had told us he’d be traveling to Europe with his family for a few weeks. Michael had been complaining about having to spend the summer at his grandmother’s place in Maine though, so I could be pretty certain he was glad September was right around the corner. And Kate, well, it was impossible for her to be bored, she could always think of something to do-even in the most boring situations- that would keep her entertained for hours.  I couldn’t wait to see them again.


The doors at the end of the throne room swung open soundlessly, bringing with them fresh air, the scent of poppies that were growing outside and, of course, my father. He walked up with that air of regal importance that he always has around him and stopped when he was a few feet away from us. I often wonder what it is that makes him seem so imperial and majestic. Some people have told me that I have that air around me too, even in Virginia. They say it’s noticeable in the way I walk, sit or even when I give a presentation speech for some random project in history class. They’ve told me I address the class as if I were their savior, completely confident that what I have to say will interest them greatly, and absolutely sure of what I’m doing. I don’t really see any of this, but it must be true because I always get top grades in public speeches. I imagine I get it from my father.

“Eliah, Nicholas, I see you are ready for your departure?” he said.

“We are your majesty,” Eliah said with a respectful bow to my father.  

I just nodded silently, analyzing my father’s stormy grey eyes. I wondered what he was thinking, and I was very tempted to try and read his mind, but I knew it would be impossible. Besides, if he happened to notice I was trying to read his mind –which he undoubtedly would- then I would be in serious trouble. Still, I wondered.

“Then I see no point in further delaying your trip,” he said calmly. “Nicholas, I expect you to behave like the prince you are and to fulfill your duties accordingly.”

“Yes father, of course,” I replied.

“Alright then, I will see you both in June. Farewell and have a good year.”
And with that, he turned around and strode out of the throne room. That was it. No hugs, no sweet words of goodbye, no signs of emotion. Exactly what I expected of my father.


I turned to Eliah, who had apparently been observing me for some reason. The wrinkles on his forehead that appeared when he frowned were clearly visible, and Eliah only ever frowned if he was thinking hard. For the second time that evening, I had to restrain myself from trying to read someone’s mind. “Well then?” I asked. “Are we going or not?”

“We are,” he replied.

Now came the tricky part. Due to the magical barriers established along the kingdom’s outer walls, the only way in and out of Elsmeria was through teletransportation. Teletransportation itself was not a big deal; every elf was taught how to do it from an early age and I had been no exception. The hard part was precisely teletransporting in or out of the kingdom. I don’t know what it was, maybe the magical barriers themselves, but it was really hard. I did it exactly twice a year, one time to get into Elsmeria in June, and one time to get out of it in September, and no matter what I tried, I always ended up drained and exhausted.

I closed my eyes to concentrate better and visualized the location I wanted to arrive in. It was our house in Virginia, with its two stories, big windows, red roof and overgrown backyard. I imagined myself arriving there, feeling the pavement under my feet and the hot, stuffy summer air pressing against me. I tried to hear the sounds of cars driving through, or children laughing in the nearby park. I tried to smell that delicious freshly-baked bread from the bakery down the street that had the best pastries in the world – or should I say both worlds. And I tried to taste the thick humidity that was ever-present in summer. But when I opened my eyes again I didn’t find myself standing on the little street in Virginia; I was still in the empty palace throne room.

Confused, I looked at my left to find Eliah still standing there too, eyes wide open and flashing alarm. His face had drained of color and I was about to ask what was wrong when I noticed too. It was all silent. The birds had stopped singing. And in that moment, I knew we were under attack.

 
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@Carla:
You're welcome :)
Aww, I hate anticipation :Ppl
And surprises :Ppl
That's why I ask for my birthday present from my parents, and I don't let them choose :Ppl
And, just a quick question, will the person that he looks at the sunrise with be Kate?????  
And you're welcome :)


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LOL that clears your question up?? :) 
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@Carla:
I think it does ;)
I have a random question:
Do you know any good names for a band?????


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Whoa whoa whoa! An attack?! Unexpected twist...
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@Mahin: hmm, a name for a band? Are you starting a band with your friends or something? Sounds like fun :) Lemme see... well, it depends on what kind of band, really. Can you tell me a little about it? I'm terrible with names (just look at the title of this story...) but I'll try to help.
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Well, here's chapter 4... I know not many people are reading this, but here it is anyways.

 CHAPTER FOUR



Looking back on what happened that night, I’m amazed we even managed to escape with our lives. It was all pure chaos, from the people running around screaming to the burning buildings; it was all insane. But what shocked me the most, however, wasn’t the general panic of the people-that was to be expected in a situation such as the one we found ourselves in- it was the gunshots.  Gunshots. In Elsmeria.  There were no fire weapons in Elsmeria, they just simply didn’t exist, and I only knew about them because of my years in the human world. So the question that wouldn’t stop nagging me above all was why were there gunshots? I guess shock must have prevented me from thinking clearly, because the answer became obvious to me later, once we were safe.

But at that moment, when I realized the birds were silent, and my eyes locked on Eliah’s fearful ones, I just couldn’t think. Before I could react, or even ask, Eliah roughly grabbed me by the arm and started sprinting down the palace halls towards one of the side exits that led to the gardens. I ran after him, surprised at the pace Eliah was able to keep up, even at his age. I guess it was the adrenaline.  We ran straight through the gardens, passing screaming people and armed guards who were heading towards the main commotion. We twisted and turned around paths and shortcuts that we both knew by heart after so many years at the palace. I could smell the smoke in the air from the burning buildings, and the wind was unfortunately blowing it our way, making it hard to breathe and see. We continued running, not stopping, not slowing down.  Now that we were outside, the eerie silence we had experienced in the castle was gone, and gunshots and screams rang in my ears and blocked any other sound.


We finally reached the stables, where guards and soldiers were mounting their horses.

“Your highness!” one of the guards exclaimed. “How is it possible you have not been taken to safety?”

“I would think it is evident that is what I am doing sir,” Eliah retorted, pushing me towards a brown horse.

“We shall escort him to safety then, thank you for bringing him here unharmed.”


“No need,” Eliah answered dryly without his usual courtesy. The guard’s reply was drowned by the sound of an explosion that shook the ground. I decided there was no time to waste, and mounted my horse in one quick movement. Eliah climbed onto a white stallion and turned to face me. “Listen to me,” he said, for once not bothering to pretend he wasn’t ordering me around. “We do not have to travel far, but it shall not be an easy ride because of obvious reasons. You will stay immediately behind me at all times and do exactly as I tell you, understood?”

“Eliah how are we even going to get out of here? Why can’t we teletransport? Did they break the barriers? How did they-“

“Enough with the questions Nicholas! Just do as I say, I know what I am doing.”

“Your highness! Come with us, we shall-“


The guard was cut off by Eliah, who seemed to be losing his patience with this guy. “I thought I had just informed you that it is I, and not you, who will be taking the prince to safety!”

“Sir, without meaning to offend your honor, you are merely a tutor while-“


“Okay just shut up already!” I exploded. “Let’s get the heck out of here before we burn to death or something!”

Eliah didn’t need to be told twice. He turned and galloped out of the stable without another word to the guard. I galloped after him just as the sound of another explosion filled the air. To my surprise, Eliah seemed to be heading towards the center of the city, which is to say, towards the main commotion, and where most of the action was happening. I decided to just trust his judgment-mainly because I didn’t really have any other choice- and limited myself to following him, which wasn’t easy in the present conditions. I kept losing him in the thick black smoke, or getting separated from him because of hoards of soldiers that ran between us, forming a sort of barrier.


Things just got worse as we neared the city. Rubble filled the streets and bleeding dead bodies on the ground blocked the way. House roofs kept collapsing, quite possibly crushing the people inside. Innocent families who, like me, had no idea what was happening. Families formed by young children or hard working parents who- father.  I’d forgotten about my father.

“Eliah!” I screamed, stopping my panicky horse in its tracks. “ELIAH!”

Unfortunately, Eliah didn’t seem to hear me. He kept galloping through the throng of people in the street, oblivious to my calls. I had to find my father; I knew I couldn’t just leave him behind. But the reasonable part of my brain told me it was impossible he hadn’t been taken to safety already. He was the king of Elsmeria after all; people didn’t tend to forget their king that easily. I wanted to believe he’d already been taken to safety, that guards from the palace had gotten him out of danger. And I knew it had most likely happened, that I was in more danger than him right now. However, I found myself unable to leave the city without making sure he was alright, I would never forgive myself if I left and he died or got hurt. We might not have the best father-son relationship, but he was still my father.

With a last look at Eliah’s fleeing figure, I turned my horse around and galloped back to the palace as fast as possible. My horse dodged people and jumped over debris, hurtling through the city like lightning. The sound of gunshots came from all around me, and for the first time I saw the people who were firing the weapons. They wore black suits that covered their entire bodies; their outfits looked almost military with their helmets and bullet-proof goggles. The weapons they were carrying appeared large and threatening, and I had no doubt a single bullet aimed at the right place could knock a person dead in seconds.


A new explosion made the ground shake and the buildings around me crumble. I wondered what weapon was causing the explosions. Bombs? Grenades? Just like the guns, they were human weapons. There were no bombs or grenades in Elsmeria. I didn’t have much time to give this much thought, because right at that moment my strong brown horse got hit in the side by a bullet fired from somewhere across the street. The horse let out a pained sound and its legs gave in, bringing it down and throwing me off its back.  I hit the ground hard and the breath was knocked out of me by the impact. For a second I lay in the dirt facing the smoke-infested sky, unable to breathe. But before I had time to come to my senses, bullets started hitting the ground next to me, and my survival instincts took over, forcing me to get up and run to safety.

I sprinted across the street, darting in and out of buildings in the hope that they would protect me from the bullets as I made my way through the city. I turned a corner at full speed and bumped right into one of the armed men wearing the black suits. He immediately trained his gun on my head, and I reached for my sword, ready to defend myself-just to find my sword wasn’t at my side. I was unarmed, of course-I had been getting ready to leave Elsmeria for the human world, and I hadn’t been carrying any weapons. I froze, thinking only of my vulnerability as I stood in front of the gun pointed straight at me. I was expecting the bullet to come at any moment, too shocked and scared to even consider moving out of the way, when the realization hit me. This man hadn’t shot me on sight, like all the other gun-carrying enemies were doing to elves all around me. I allowed my eyes to drift up and looked at the soldier’s eyes through his transparent goggles. They were blue and wide, as if he was more scared of me-an unarmed, skinny kid- than I was of him. I saw the gun he was holding was shaking, as if he were unable to hold it straight.  We both stood there stone-still, staring at each other in fear; the unarmed kid and the weapon-carrying man.  

Except he wasn’t a man-he was a kid himself. He was too short and narrow to be a grown man, and his face was still young, almost childish. He was a kid, probably around my age, and he was scared too, just as I was. Scared of this mission, scared of his role as an invading soldier, scared to murder. I couldn’t have been given a better opportunity.  I brought my hand up in one swift move and knocked the gun out of his grasp, then kicking it across the dirt so he couldn’t get it back.  I delivered one hard kick to his stomach that sent him tumbling down to the floor, shock still registered in his face. Not wasting another moment, I turned and ran away, still intent on reaching the palace.

Along my way several Elsmerian soldiers who caught sight of me tried to reach me, possibly with the intention of ushering me to safety. But I was determined not to leave the city without finding my father first. The castle grew nearer and I put on a burst of extra speed, confident now that I could make it there in time. The grand gates at the entrance were thankfully unlocked, and I barreled through them and past the dozens of soldiers who were standing guard by them. Numerous arms reached out to grab me and stop me from passing through the gates, but I merely ducked them and continued on my way. I dashed up the majestic marble stairs leading to the castle’s main door, but it wasn’t until I pulled myself through the huge oak doors that something incredibly obvious came to me; no one was attacking the castle.


I racked my brain for possible explanations, but I could just come up with three reasonable ones: either the invaders just hadn’t had time to get to the palace yet; the guards were defending the palace really well (which seemed unlikely seeing how easily I had managed to get in); or the palace just wasn’t the main objective. The latter explanation confused me; it’s only logical that if you invade a city you would head towards the main headquarters, the place where the highest figures of power are held, first.  If you eliminate the leader, everything else is chaos, and it all starts crumbling down, making your invasion undoubtedly easier. Why then, I wondered, were the invaders not heading towards the castle?

I shook my head to clear my thoughts and decided to concentrate on the mission at hand for now. The first place I could think of was my father’s bedroom. I ran up the stairs and through a maze of corridors, passages and shortcuts until I reached his room. I flung the door open, hoping my father was inside-but he wasn’t. The room was empty. I went back into the corridor again, checking the room behind each door that lined the long hall. Empty. Empty. Empty. Frantic, I headed towards the library, where I figured my father could be working. Once again, I was disappointed to find only a cowering maid behind a tall bookshelf, who I instructed to flee the castle immediately. The ballroom, the bathrooms, my father’s office, I even checked the kitchens; but my father was nowhere to be found. I was beginning to think that I had been originally right, and my father had already been taken to safety, when I heard the loud cracking sounds in the throne room. The invaders had reached the castle.

I hurried back downstairs, trying to calculate what my odds were of making it out of the palace alive. I knew trying to exit through the front door would be incredibly stupid-that was probably where all the invaders were coming through-, so I ran for the side door through which I had fled the palace with Eliah not long ago. I began to believe it was possible, that I was almost there and I would manage to escape, when I heard the blood-curling scream coming from behind me. It wasn’t a scream of fear or pain-it was a battle cry. I looked over my shoulder without stopping, and I saw a large man carrying a gun and wearing the invader’s black suit running towards me like a charging animal. I could outrun this man, I was almost certain I could. I didn’t have any heavy clothing or weapons to slow me down like he did, and I had always been agile and fast. I could make it.


Or maybe not.

The man fired his gun and the loud crack echoed down the narrow passage, ringing in my ears. A second gunshot filled the air and this time I saw the bullet land in the wall right next to me. I started zigzagging as I ran, hoping that would make me a more difficult target to hit. Fifty feet left for the door; forty feet; thirty feet almost there. And then the sound of another gunshot vibrated through the closed space and excruciating pain ran up and down my body in waves as I felt the bullet enter my side. The impact knocked me down instantly, my head hitting the cold marble hard. Black spots filled my vision and everything around me started spinning. I could only hear the blood rushing in my ears and the fast beats of my own heart. Even the invader’s loud laughter and whoops of joy sounded like they were coming from far away, as if I were hearing it in a dream, or through a wall. Pain clouded my thoughts, making me unable to concentrate on anything that wasn’t the agonizing sting caused by the bullet. I touched my hand to my side and it came away coated in thick, dark blood.


The man who had shot me reached the place where I lay bleeding on the floor and kicked me so hard I started coughing blood. I couldn’t prevent a yell from escaping my lips as he hauled me up by the shoulders, pinning me against the wall. “So much for the little race, huh?” His words barely made sense to me. He drew his fist back and punched me in the face, making me double over and spit out even more blood. I heard him laugh and then cock his large gun. The barrel of the gun was pressed against my forehead and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the pain and the paralyzing fear. “You disgusting little monster,” he hissed in my face. Then he released his grip on my shoulder, which made me fall back down to the floor, lacking the strength to remain standing. “Die on the floor you filthy rat, on the floor where you belong.”

I wanted to say something, to talk back to him, to ask so many questions; but I couldn’t. My breath came out in short, quick gasps, and my mouth was as dry as sandpaper-except for the blood that is. Even if I had been physically able to talk I doubt I would have been able to formulate a sentence. My brain had just shut down, not working, not processing anything except the pain. I never imagined getting shot would hurt this much.  The barrel of the gun was placed against my head again, and I don’t think I’d be wrong to assume this man was taking pleasure in seeing me suffer on the floor and in delaying my death to make my pain last longer.

And then, with no warning, a shower of blood hit my face.  It wasn’t my blood. I opened my eyes in surprise and looked up to find the invader groping desperately for the sword that was sticking out of his chest. With a final gasp, his knees gave in under him and the man fell dead to the floor.

“NICHOLAS!” Eliah’s voice. That solved the mystery; Eliah had thrown the sword that had killed my to-be murderer. He knelt down next to me and frowned when he saw the blood that was staining my shirt and pooling under me.  “I thought I told you to stay behind me,” he said, but his voice didn’t sound angry, just worried and frantic.

“Father,” I gasped. “Had…to find…fa-“ I broke off into a fit of coughing, and blood spurted out of my mouth.


“I imagined you would have more common sense than that! Your father was the first to be taken to safety of course. No, don’t talk. Just be quiet. Stay still.” He picked me up carefully, but I was unable to hold back a gasp as pain shot through me.

“Don’t move-“

“Quiet!” He snapped.

Dark spots started dancing in my vision again, and I felt light-headed and dizzy. Eliah headed towards the exit, walking slowly so his sudden movements wouldn’t hurt me. I caught sight of the large gun the invader had dropped on the floor before he died.

“The gun. Get the gun. And the sword. They might-“ I was interrupted by another coughing fit that increased the pain in my side, and the last thing I remember before blacking out was Eliah gingerly bending down to retrieve the weapons.  

  
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Keep going!!!! It's good. I wanna know what happens next. What happens?
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I love wolves! I mean they're awesome!

Soccer's amazing! I got kneed in the jaw!

Tiger's are my favorite feline

And I'm a Christian :)

 *interviewer raises hand* Why are you bouncing on a ball while answering?

*stops bouncing* I never said I was sane.

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Great chapter! Can't wait to read the next! 
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Great job, Carla. Yup, teens making bad decisions makes for good reading! You are right! ;oP
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"Fight the good fight

of the faith. Take hold

of the eternal life to which you were called

when you made the good confession

before many witnesses." 

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i havent been reaidng it lately, sorry
i would read t now
but its 4AM right now and im tired
i really dont have the brain power to read and proccess it, im surprise di can type this
then again i freeze and stop a little while doing this
soooo
i got 1 thing to say/type and its gonna take the rest of my brains power to type it



GOODNIGHT MB!!!!!
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@Carla:
Kinda...ish... :Ppl
I'm the lead singer, and my friends are gonna play the piano, guitar, write songs, and sing backup.
It's a pop/country band thing... :Ppl
Lol, you're not bad with names :)
I came up with a couple names:
Lavender Moonlight
Teardrops
That Girl 
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And most of those are bad names :Ppl
We came up with our first song 'Never Mine' :)
Oh, and for the story, it's AwEsOmE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I hope Nicholas gets better :)


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@Colton: that's okay :) I love staying up till 4 A.M., especially when reading. I hope you get a good sleep!

@George: hahaha! And you critisized Tris for her bad decisions in Divergent... well there went another pathetic decision for you in chapter 4!!

@Mahin: ooh awesome! Lavender Moonlight is my favorite amongst those 3, but it kinda reminds me of the name of a Victoria's Secret fragrance. Of course, Victoria's Secret fragances are excellent so that's not necessarily a bad thing. It's cool :) I really am pathetic at names, sorry :( If I get inspired and come up with something I'll let you know though. LOL, don't worry Nicholas will get better!! 
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Carla, this is as awesome as always! *gasps* Too . . . good . . . . *croaks* of . . . a . . . *sharp intake of breath* writer! *dies*. *Revives* I'm back now! Anyways, I was wondering if we are still going to write that story we were talking about. Go to our thread to discuss more!

~Vanessa~ 
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@Vanessa: sure, I'd love to write that story we were planning! I can't remember where our planning thread is right now, I guess I'll have to do some hunting through my 60 something pages of threads... But sure, I'd still love to write it with the best author on the MB :) If you find the thread drop me a link though, just in case I can't find it. Thanks for reading this story!
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 CHAPTER FIVE 

I was hoping it would all be over when I woke up. Hoping I’d find myself in a warm, comfortable bed-even if it was a hospital bed- finally safe and sound. As usual, things didn’t turn out how I wanted them to. My eyes blinked open and I found myself lying not in the white-sheeted bed I’d been imagining, but in the dirt. I lifted my head a little and saw I was lying in a green meadow surrounded by grass, shrubs, flowers and countless other plants. The pain in my side had subsided to a constant throbbing, which was a relief, but it still hurt whenever I tried to move. I stared at the dark sky, watching the heavy clouds of smoke covering the innocent-looking white cumulus that usually floated around. Oddly enough, although I was aware of the current situation and of the attack going on, I felt peaceful.

Eliah’s sweaty face came into view, and in different circumstances his expression would have been almost comical. “Good, you are awake.”

“Where are we?”


“The fields in the outskirts of the city. I managed to get us here without much trouble by keeping to the edge of the city.”

“Little question here, why didn’t we keep to the edge of the city before?”

Eliah sighed and glanced over his shoulder as if expecting an enemy soldier to jump out of the bushes and shoot him at any moment. Coming to think about it, that seemed very probable right now. “You mean before you ran away in a pointless mission to rescue your father?”

“Yeah, before that.”

“Because I had the intention to take you somewhere else, “Eliah said.

“Where? Right to the heart of the battle? Where all those men with guns were killing innocent people?”

“No. Of course not. A tunnel under my old house, the one I used to live in before I was your tutor and I moved into the palace.”

And what was the point of going to this tunnel again?” I could hear the impertinent tone in my voice. I knew I should probably back off and stop being so rude, but the peaceful feeling I’d had a few minutes ago was gone, replaced by frustration and helplessness.

“The point, Nicholas, was to take us to safety,” Eliah informed me. “The tunnel used to lead out into these fields in which we find ourselves now. I believe it was built back in the days when Elsmeria was a young kingdom; right after the humans drove us into hiding. Most probably so whoever inhabited that house back then could escape to the fields if the humans found Elsmeria and attacked again.”

Used to lead? So it doesn’t anymore?”

“No, it does not. Nevertheless I-“

Then why did we want to get to this tunnel in the first place?”

“If you would just let me explain, Nicholas, you would undoubtedly get the answers you are searching for.” Eliah sounded clearly annoyed, but I didn’t care right now. I was tired, confused and the throbbing in my side was growing back into an insistent pain again. “We wanted to get to the tunnel because although it was blocked by a landslide a few decades ago and no longer leads anywhere, it is still useful as a hiding place. I thought that maybe we could both stay there until this attack or whatever it is was over. To stay away from the soldiers and the bullets in a place they would not be able to find. Does that make more sense now?”

I frowned, another thought coming to my mind. “No it doesn’t.” I said. I tried to sit up but a combination of pain from my bullet wound and Eliah’s hands forced me back down onto the dirt. “If we made it here now by keeping to the edges of the city, therefore avoiding having to go into the midst of the conflict, without much trouble, why couldn’t we just head here from the beginning and spare us all the danger?”

“Because we are not safe here. In the tunnel we would have been.” Eliah turned and pointed towards the clouds of smoke soaring higher and higher in the sky. Beyond them, I could see the flames devouring the ancient buildings that made up the heart of the city. The wind carried the sounds of screams and gunshots, evidence that the attack was far from over. “We might not be in the city anymore, but we are close enough. This invasion will not stop at the city’s edge; they will get here soon.”

“How do you know that?”

“It makes sense. Now,” he looked at my bloody side. Following his gaze, I noticed for the first time since I’d woken up that Eliah had torn off a bit of his traveling cloak to use as a makeshift bandage that covered my bullet wound. “Do you feel like you could walk?” he asked.

Yes. I think so,” I answered. And even if I couldn’t, we didn’t really have much of a choice if we wanted to get out of here alive. I for one certainly didn’t want to be here when the invading soldiers arrived. Eliah helped me get onto my feet, and I tried my best not to groan. I felt dizzy for a few seconds and grasped Eliah’s arm for balance, then nodded and let go of him when I felt steady enough.


“Take this,” Eliah said, holding out some leaves. By the looks of them, he’d just picked them out of a bush that stood a few feet away from us. I raised my eyebrows questioningly, not understanding why he wanted me to take them. “I gave you some before, when you were unconscious. If they did not kill you then, they will not kill you now.”

“Meaning?”

“Meaning they will help make the pain from your wound subside. Bullets from human weapons are generally made of lead,” he explained, always the teacher. “Lead is poisonous for elves if it is introduced directly in their blood stream. That is essentially why bullets are so lethal to elves, even if they hit the elf in a place that should generally not be life-threatening, like your leg or arm. It poisons your blood, and kills you if you do not take the necessary precautions.” Eliah gave the leaves in his hand a little wave. “Like taking these.”

I took them without another word and popped them into my mouth. They tasted like dirt and something unpleasant I couldn’t quite give a name to. I screwed up my face in disgust, and Eliah chuckled. “It is thanks to them that you are able to stand now. Without them, the blood poisoning would have weakened you too much by now and the pain would be excruciating. So lighten up and let us get going.”


“Eliah?” I said, gulping down the nasty medicinal leaves.“How come you’re ordering me around so much today? What happened to your ‘I strongly suggest’ or ‘highly recommend’ or-“

“I believe the situation in which we find ourselves at the present moment does not call for formalities,” he replied.

“One last thing,” I said, as I started walking after him. “Where are we going now? Are we leaving Elsmeria?”

“You ask too many questions,” Eliah said with a heavy sigh. “We are heading towards the main gates to the kingdom. I doubt you have ever been there before, but you will find it is not as far away as you would expect. We should be able to reach them in approximately an hour.”

“I thought it was impossible to enter or exit the kingdom from the gates. I thought you had to teletransport,” I said.


“Yes, and you thought right.” Eliah’s eyes narrowed, scanning the fields around us and the city in the distance. “We are not going to use the gates to get out, but teletransporting out of Elsmeria will be easier there than it is anywhere else in the kingdom. I am clueless as to what the invaders have done to make teletransporting so hard.” My mind flashed back to a few hours earlier, when Eliah and I had tried-and miserably failed-to teletransport out of Elsmeria before we were aware of the attack.

“So… you don’t know either? They must have used some sort of magic, right? I don’t know of any other way to strengthen the barriers enough to make it so hard to teletransport out of here.”

“Use your head, Nicholas. They were firing guns and bombs. Have you ever seen fire weapons in the kingdom before? What does that mean?” Eliah looked at me, inquiring, inviting me to think about this puzzle, and to solve it. Not even a life-or-death situation like the one we found ourselves in right now could take that teacher attitude away from him.

“It means… it means they aren’t elves, right?” I stiffened as the pieces started fitting in my head. Now that I had time to think about these things, and now that adrenaline wasn’t running through me like fire, clouding my thoughts, everything was starting to make sense. And I didn’t like it. “Humans. The invaders are humans?”

“So it seems,” he looked away from me and frowned. “Neither you nor I can be sure of anything yet. No one can until this is over and we have had time to analyze the situation. Let us not drive ourselves insane trying to figure this out now. We need to concentrate on getting ourselves out of the kingdom.” He sped up his pace, widening the distance between us. I attempted to trot to catch up, but my wound was painfully preventing me from doing so.

“And who says this will be over?” I called out. “As far as we know they could murder every single citizen. There could be no time to figure this out later.”

Eliah stopped walking and turned to face me, exasperation visible on every line on his face. “We have no time for this now. We need to get out of Elsmeria. Stop wasting time.” Eliah’s tone was hard, almost as if he were a general ordering his troops around. I said nothing else and just followed him, running through ideas and explanations in my head. Humans in Elsmeria. Humans attacking Elsmeria. For elves, this could be the end of it all.
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@Carla:
Lol, Lavender Moonlight was my favorite too... but my friend thinks it sounds weird :PPL
And, you're right, it does sound like a 'Victoria's Secret' fragrance... 
But, 'cause I go to 'Bath & Body Works' more often, it reminds me of one of their fragrances... like 'Carried Away' by them, or 'Be Enchanted' or 'Twilight Woods' or 'Paris Amour' or 'Japanese Cherry Blossom' or 'Dark Kiss' or 'Midnight Pomegranate'...
Sorry, I got carried away ;)
Get it?????
Lol :PPL
And, I'm only good at names when I feel a burst of inspiration :PPL
And after I write something :PPL
I'm glad Nicholas is going to get better :)

-Mahin aka the future Mrs. Niall James Horan             
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I’ll never forget you Harper.

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nice story!
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Great job, as usual, Carla. Keep going!!! George
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"Fight the good fight

of the faith. Take hold

of the eternal life to which you were called

when you made the good confession

before many witnesses." 

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Nice job Carla.
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"You don't deserve a point of view if the only thing you see is you."

 

A Chain Reaction of Compassion

 

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OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!!
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We Grew

Up

Learning To

Cheer On

The Underdogs

Because We

See Ourselves

In

Them

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@GoldThorn1 and George: thanks :) Will post more soon hopefully.

@Mahin: yeah, I get it LOL :) Bursts of inspiration... *sigh*. I wish I had more of those. I came up with a cool idea for a story yesterday though. I'll wait until I finish this story (Elsmeria) before I start the other one. Still, I'm surprised I came up with that. OH! BTW, remember Author Link? That author/writing club Kelly made? Go check the thread RIGHT NOW. There's a surprise for you on page 4 :) 
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Your story is awesomeness times infinity!!!! It's really good. I like it!!! ++=
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I love wolves! I mean they're awesome!

Soccer's amazing! I got kneed in the jaw!

Tiger's are my favorite feline

And I'm a Christian :)

 *interviewer raises hand* Why are you bouncing on a ball while answering?

*stops bouncing* I never said I was sane.

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i love it, hurry with the next chapter please!
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@Carla:
I knew you would ;)
I have bursts of inspiration everyday... I just never use them :PPL
Mostly 'cause I have them while I'm supposed to be asleep... but I'm not :PPL
And so I can't write them down :PPL
Oh, and I checked the page :)
So, I'm Rep 1?????
Btw, what does a Rep do again?????
I forgot... :PPL

-Mahin aka the future Mrs. Niall James Horan          
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@Mahin: uhh, I can't remember what exactly a rep does either, but it's on the Author Link thread, Kelly posted the positions and what each person does some time ago (I think it's on the 2nd page of the thread). So you can check it out there.



Thanks everyone for the comments!! Really appreciated! I'll try to write the next chapter soon, and if I take too long blame it on my mom and sister (we're having to share a laptop cause we're on vacation...). 
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@Carla:
Oh :PPL
Guess what?????
I finally came up with a name for my band thing!
It's gonna be called 'M.A.H.D. Girls' :D
I think you can guess what the M stands for ;)

-Mahin aka the future Mrs. Niall James Horan         
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@Mahin: awesome!! I like it :) I'll buy your first CD once it's out!! JK! Although it would be awesome if you guys DID manage to sell CDs with your music!! Best of luck to your band!
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@Carla:
Thanks :)
I don't think our band will work though... :(
Since I'm moving at the end of this month, I won't be able to see my bandmates that often :(
So we won't be able to record any songs :(
Unless somehow we find a way to record songs while being in different states...

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this is soooooooo awesome!
hurry with the next chapter please!!! 
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Great chapter!
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"Stay witme   

"Always       -Katniss and Peeta

The Hunger Games

The World Will Be Watching

 

 

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@Carla - I guess we've all been busy. When I have time I will write to you. I hope you are well! George
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