"What are we searching for, really?" Tivona asked quietly as she and Aedre walked back to her village, a few days after roaming through the forest as they endlessly searched for the other member of their supposed group but had found no trace of the other. "Well, according to what I had learned from my mother," Aedre spoke, her eyes on the path in front of them. "The Chamber can only be located once we find the other member of our group." "Ah, so you mean to say that this 'Chamber' is inaccessible unless we are complete, is that it?"  "Yes," the elder replied as she turned to look at the younger who was walking beside her, a thought nagging her. "Tivona," she started, her words stuck in her throat, unable to let it out. How would she broach the subject of the young girl's village when she barely had earned back the other's trust after a few days of silent ministrations and few dead expressions glanced on her way? "If this is about my home,

Null could sense the hostility in the other's voice and he knew for a fact the reason why it was directed at him-he wasn't an idiot per se, but sometimes he tend to play with other people's buttons so much that some tend to think that he was one. But at this instance, he would have to play it by ear, even if the person before him was exiled, rendering her almost human, it doesn't mean that she had lost her power. More so, she had gained more of it than when she was immortal. "Aww, is that you how you greet an old friend?" he asked, sarcasm dripping from his voice. Holding out his arms on both sides, he continued. "How's life treating you, Parisa?" "As good as someone like me is being treated," she replied coldly. "What do you want?" He chuckled at that, "I came here to visit and you are asking me what I want? My, my what brought you to that idea?" "As always, that's what you came here for, isn't it?" she asked. "for a favor." He raised both hands in the air in an appeasing gestu

It was surreal, to walk among the living intermixed with the dead. It was not something she had even thought that she would want after spending an eternity among those believed to be mythical on Earth. Though it was rare for her kind to show themselves to humans-so beautiful are they, that their features are not known to be what they are. She had seen how her kind interacted with their assigned charges, some of which had changed the world, most disappeared into obscurity. But hers, the child she had met in the forest was not ordinary, or normal by any means. She could feel the power beating within the small frame. A whiff of the scent had told her that although powerful, it is still untested, raw even. If unchecked, she would be a danger to all around her. The other girl...the older looking one, she could tell, hated her, despised her even, with the way those eyes looked at her as if she was the bane of existence.She could also feel the untapped power the girl possesses, powerful