Home of the Warrior...Chapter 2

Stronger than ever, Luna and Kraus had just trained for 3 hours, they slinked through the trees under the silent cover of night toward the enemy camp.

This is it. The last camp of soldiers in tis kingdom. She almost laughed. The very camp they were searching out was sent to find them;the last soldiers of the king. If they eliminted this camp there mision would be nearly complete.

A dim glow was eminating from behind a tree, the last embers of a dying fire. Exactly the kind of light they would need: enough to see, but enough to not give off a noticable shadow. And that was important in order to not wake the soldiers.

Kraus gave the signal, and Luna gripped her sword. They spun around the tree and crouched down.

"Now!" Kraus whispered. They had located the two tents with the strongest soldiers and...3...2...1...POUNCE!!

They attacked and took the lives withought a second thought andalmost without a sound. The other soldiers had heard something and were stiring.

"Quick!" Luna said.

The soldiers were comming out now. They were nothing more than pesants wearing the royal seal! Had they really gone this far?

Almost all of the people were dead now, lying on the ground without any blood; the smell made Kraus unfocused. They were done now, or so they thought.

Luna heard a rustling from inside the tent she had thought she had taken care of, killing people as they came out. But there was ont left.

Kraus was looking at her for the 'all clear,' and she motioned him over. He stood on one side of the tent to stay out of sight while Luna went in to take care of the last soldier. He could catch the soldier if he happened to escape, which was unlikely with Luna's talent.

But nothing happened. Silence. "Luna!" he called and opened the flap. No way that pesant could have landed a blow on Luna. She was standing there, over the young man quivering on the ground with fear.

But Luna was shaking more.

"How..." she whispered. "How?"

She felt hot tears swell behind her eyes. "Y-you died. I know it. I saw." Her voice was quiet and tight with tension and emotion.

"Luna..." Kraus took a step toward her. Her body tensed up, and he stopped with his hand outstreached.

"Stop," she told Kraus. "It's...Warren."

Kraus' normally emotion-less expression was replaced with one of extreme shock.

"Warren."

***

Luna hadn't said a word as they walked back to their camp. Kraus had knocked Warren out with a punch, after all he was part of the king's army, and had carried him back while Luna walked in a trance. Kraus put Warren's limp body in his tent and sad down next to Luna across from the small fire.

There was silence for a while. "i know what I saw," said Luna. "They killed him. Right in front of me. Nightmares don't just come. I know it was real. I-"

"I know," Kraus cut off her rambling. "I believe you, and I know that he died. Has it ever occured to you that he might not be Warren?" he asked.

"Yes, but Warren has a birthmark on his leg." She laughed. "It looked like a dog. That guy has that birthmark, and I'm sure it's him. I'm just afraid of what that means."

They were quiet again. They knew what it ment. It ment that the secret to life was being uncovered; the very thing they were trying to stop. Before the consequences revealed themselves. They sighed.

"We'll have to interrigate him in the morning. Wow, this sets us back quite a bit. And there might be even more soldiers. Hidden ones. Like a secret stash!" He slapped a hand to his forehead. "How did we not think of that!?"

Luna stared at him with unblinking eyes. "Really? There's more? Oh, We're in for some real trouble if you're right!"

***

The next morning, while Luna was still asleep, Kraus carried a groggy Warren out of his tent and sat him down for a harsh interrigation.

"What do you want?" he asked, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "And would you mind telling me who you are? I'd like to know who the man is that punched me in the head. Hard." He rubbed the bruise on the back of his head where Kraus had whacked him.

Kraus sighed; if he didn't tell Warren at least his name Luna would kill him. She could do that when she was mad enough. "I am Kraus, that girl before you passed out is Luna. She's asleep," he said.

"Yeah, so am I," he grumbled.

It took everything Kraus had to not knock the guy out again. It was these kinds of people who really bugged him. Which was why Luna was so good with his personality. She listened, which was more than you could say for most people and that was why she was with him on this mission. At least that was how it had been for the past two years since Warren had died.

Supposedly.

"Here's the deal," said Kraus, "you died two years ago. Let's start with that. And also why are you with the king? You were totally against him when Luna knew you."

Warren leaned in. "I don't know what you mean. I don't know this 'Luna' character. I remember her from last night, but that's it. And I don't see any reason why I should spill out my whole past to some guy that I, quite frankly, don't trust," he said.

Kraus pinnched the base of his nose as he realized that Luna was probably the only person who would be able to get through to him.

"I joined the king's army because he's a good king! And as soon as I get back I'm reporting you to the officials!" He stormed back into his tent and made quite a raket.

Luna started ot stir.

"Just great," Kraus thought. "I'm going to die." He went to meet his overdramatic fate.

**End Chapter 2**

Home of the Warrior...Chapter 1

An Origional Story by KanaZimmerman

"Come on! Pick it up, Luna!" came Kraus' voice across the battle field

'How can he tell?' she wondered. "Okay," she mumbled to herself. "Time to get serious!" She swung her sword and landed a blow on the man in front of her. He crumpled at the force and fell, blood spilling from the deep gash she had just given him. She turned and spun around the guy rushing toward her, then she knocked him out with the back of her sword to his neck .

"I'm almost done here," she called, throwing down another man.

"Good. Don't leave anyone alive," he commanded.

"Of course not."That was common knowledge; the common way they did these things.

After a while Kraus got fed up. "Enough of this," he murmered. He gathered his strength and threw back the rest of the attackers with his power of wind. "Let's go, Luna." She stood from her crouched stance.

"Right behind you," she said following.

He sighed."We need to train. That took way too long."

"Yes," she agreed. "Someone could have gotten caught up with them. If they had taken another person into their clutches..."

"We need to work on your special attacks." He said as she slung her weapon behind her. "More power, more speed."

"Yes." She followed him into the tall trees.

"You are one of the few people in this world who can use a sword like that. I believe you have special power and strength," he said, moving aside a bit of brush.

Specail power? What did that mean? She followed him into their camp; it was cleverly hidden. Even Kraus would admit to that, and he wasn't easily impressed. It was hidden by a cloaking charm, one of the few spells that worked in this world. The others Kraus had brought back from the 'other side,' as he called it, were uneffectual.

Luna, now inside the spell, sat and started to clean her sword. Each time there was less and less blood. But maybe she was just getting stronger. She pulled the cloth cover off and wiped with a small rag.

Rub rub rub.

"Luna."

A blast of air shot past her head, blowing her dark black hair amiss.

"Wha...?"

"Fight, " said Kraus, standing as he recovered from the kick that had nearly landed on Luna. He stood, ready to deflect anything. "Train."

She sighed and said, "Again? But why? We just finished that fight."

Luna dogged a punch just in time. Kraus recovered and replied, "Because...it took too long. And you know what could happed."

She stood and was hit by a tremendous punch to her side. She stumbled back and caught her breath quickly.

"Alright," she said. "You wanna train- hurag!- " she punched, missed, and spun to regain her balance. "This'll train you!" She kicked and missed again; he used the opening to dig his elbow into her back. She fell down.

"Come on," he said. "I'm disapointed. Weren't you better before?" he taunted.

"That's because," she muttered as she stood shakely. "Because I don't have my sword..." She brushed some dirt off of her arm.

"You won't always be able to use your sword," Kraus responded. "Hand to hand will give you better coordination. Now train."

"But-" she started.

"No!" he growled. "We have to get better. Stronger. Faster. Or we won't be able to complete our mission. You know this, Luna. We have to be better than everyone."

"...Yes," she said quietly. "Yes, I know."

"Good. Enough for today."

"W-what?!" she said, shocked. "But you just said..."

Kraus just walked on, and Luna was left to poilsh her weapon.

**End chapter 1**

I Need Some Ideas

    First things first! I need some ideas. Not a whole story, not a name, just a pic or a strange sentence. I can make a story out of pretty much anything (not to brag...).   I do have some ideas of my own though (don't laugh! sure some of them may be stupid, but...oh whatever!):
    1.Cheribum-basicaly it's a guardian angel who has to watch over a highschool girl (of course). You know, guidance in life. But most importantly: he has to help her find her true love. But as all stories go... he'll fall in love with her himself.
    2.High school, yeah!:A girl wants to be a singer. She's popular and loved by all and a hard worker. She gets into a talent school and moves in with her aunt. Because most of the kids there are rich and snobby they don't like her (because they don't work at talent themselves). She has, like, 3 or 4 friends who everyone thinks of as nerds. And...you get the picture.
    If you have any ideas or twirks of your own, let me know, you know my email (or at least you should!). Also let me know if you like 1st or 2nd person better. For all you C average people 1st person is I went down the hall to get a snack, but instead found my refrigerator missing. And 2nd person is Clair stood in the moon-light, the pale white light flooded over her skin. She turned and looked at Mike. She nodded, and they walked off into the night.
   Wow, I might have a story for that 2nd person one!
    Lol anyway, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE respond!
    Love ya! ^-^