Jaid: Hello all! A new chappy. My writer’s block is gone! YAY!

Naga: It was the sugar.

Jad: Yeah.

Jaid: Thanx to Purple Ghost’s cookies, I know can WRITE!!! YAY!! *dances around*

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Chapter Eleven

            The great creature loomed before them, it’s red eyes narrowing and it’s tongue slipping in and out. Trieze felt a little relieved; it was only a dragon and being a powerful wizard, dragons were easily dealt with. Tightening his grasp on his staff, He was about to raise it when,

            “WHERE IS THE ONE THEY CALL TRIEZE?” the dragon’s voice boomed. Everyone froze and looked at the wizard.

            “I am.” he called.

            “AH.” the dragon bent closer to get a good look at him. “I SEE. THEY REALLY CALL A PUNY MAN LIKE YOU A WIZARD?”

            Everyone blinked.

            “NO MATTER. WHAT WAS I HERE FOR?” the dragon scratched his head with his tail. “I HAD A MESSAGE FOR YOU. SOMETHING ABOUT THE CHAMBERS OF…WAIT THAT’S NOT RIGHT. MAYBE IT WAS…NO, THAT’S NOT IT EITHER. HALF A MOMENT, LET ME THINK.” the dragon sat on it’s haunches, still scratching it’s head. The Maguanacs exchanged puzzled looks with each other and Treize turned to Rashid with a wry expression.

            “I don’t think it’s going to hurt us.” he commented. Rashid smiled.

            “I don’t think so either.” he turned to his men and shouted for them to put there weapons away. “I suppose we’ll set up camp; dawn’s not to far off.” he told Treize, the rode away.

            “I’VE GOT IT!!!” the dragon roared, causing everyone nearby to duck for cover. “IT WAS ABOUT THE CIRCLE. NOW COME HERE, LITTLE MAN SO I CAN GIVE YOU THIS MESSAGE.”

            Trieze smiled wryly and motioned for Tallgeese to fly so that he was eye to eye with the great dragon.

            “Might I inquire of you title, sir?” Trieze asked. He had a feeling this was not “Alisqua”.

            “OH, THEY CALL ME MORNREG. COULD NEVER FIGURE OUT WHY. IT MEANS EVIL SOMETHING OR OTHER. SUPPOSE MY PARENTS WERE STUCK USING A FAMILY NAME.” the dragon, or Mornreg, answered. “BUT NOW FOR THIS MESSAGE.”

            “Dropping” his voice to a very dull roar, he “whispered”: “The sorceress, Lady Une sends this message: Wait for the guardians, and search of the chambers of the Moon.”

            “Oh, thank you.” Treize said, his mind working fast. Chambers of the Moon. Another thing that seemed so familiar, yet was so far out of mental reach. It’s like I have a blasted past life I can’t remember anything about! He thought in frustration.

            “WELL, I SUPPOSE I MUST BE OFF.” Mornreg announced. “I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, WIZARD! I WILL BE WATCHING.” Then with a great flap of his black wings, he flew off into the sky.

*  *  *

            “So, there’s five guardians, but you’re missing one. Which leaves you in a bind because without the last guardian, you can’t defeat the Xry, whom have been causing all the destruction?” Mieran tried to process everything in her mind.

            Wufei nodded. “So, until we find the holder of the Courage stone, we’re stuck. But I don’t like leaving Treize in the South.”

            “But there isn’t anything you can do.” Meiran pointed out. She placed a hand on his shoulder. “But you just have to be patient.”

            Wufei stood. “But what happens if we wait too long? What if we wait, and then they manage to over come us?”

            “We’re searching everywhere we can, right now. And we’ve sent messages. All we can do is wait.”

            “Excuse me.”

            The cousins turned to see Trowa in the door way.

            “Yes?” Wufei said.

            “I believe you were looking for someone with a red stone known as Narina, Courage.”

            “Yes.”

            Trowa nodded and stepped aside. There stood Midii, looking for all the world, as if she just wanted to sink into the floor.

*  *  *

            “You have been having dreams again, then?” Une asked.

            “More then ever.” Dorothy said. She and Une were in the library. It was raining outside. “And they keep getting darker every night.”

            Une looked at the fire which crackled cheerfully in the grate. “Do you think it’s the same as last time?”

            “Maybe.” Dorothy’s voice shook a little. “I hope to the heavens it’s not!”

            Une looked at her sharply. Dorothy was gazing at the fire now too. Une looked at the Elvish maiden with an almost motherly gaze. From the day the two had met, Une had taken the girl under her wing. She had reminded Une of herself and Dorothy had been so different from every one around her. Her parents loved her, but they never quite fully understood their daughter.

            “Are you all right, Dorothy?”

            “I don’t know.” Dorothy answered in a low voice. She didn’t not meet Une’s gaze.

            “Are the dreams really that bad?”

            Dorothy nodded. Une leaned back and sighed.

            “I see.” was all that she said.

            “I hate this.” Dorothy whispered. “Why did I have to be cursed with this?”

            “Some people would say that it is a blessing.” Une said quietly.

            Dorothy looked at her. “Well, it’s not.” She stood quickly and left the room.

*  *  *

            “That woman?” Wufei blinked. Midii’s cheeks reddened, and Mieran smacked his arm.

            “My name is Midii Une.” she said, lifting her chin a bit. Wufei walked up and stared down at her. She felt a little nervous; actually she felt a lot nervous until she felt Trowa’s hand on her shoulder.

            “The necklace was from my mother.” she said quietly, slipping it over her head. “My father gave it to me after she died.” She handed it to the young wizard. He took it and held the blood red stone in his hand.

            “I see.” he handed it back to her. “Then you will be coming with us. Excuse me.” he left the room. Meiran shrugged at them, then followed. Midii walked over to a vacant chair and sat down. Trowa’s eyes followed her. She looked up at him.

            “Who’s going to take care of Robert if I’m gone?” she asked tearfully. Trowa came and sat next to her.

            “Don’t worry.” he said. Midii looked at him, and gave a small, watery smile.

*  *  *

            “You’re going?” Catherine asked, turning to her brother. “But who’s going to help me here?”

            “Meiran will be here.” Trowa told her. “Cathy, listen, I need to go.”

            “Because of Midii?” Catherine asked.

            “I never said that.” Trowa turned and leaned against the stone window sill, looking out at the Palace gardens.

            “She’s a very nice girl.” Catherine said in a low voice. “I don’t blame you for wanting to help protect her.”

            Trowa didn’t answer. Catherine put a hand on his arm.

            “Trowa.”

            He looked at her.

            “Just promise me that you will keep yourself safe too.”

            “I promise.” he said. Catherine smiled and squeezed his arm, then walked away, rather quickly. Trowa turned back to the window. He could see to of the Elves there, one fair haired, the other with hair as black as night. They were laughing and their golden voices floated upwards. The blonde one looked up, caught him staring and smiled. Trowa smiled hesitantly back, then withdrew. Truning, he walked towards the door, and left the room.

*  *  *

            “Robert.” Midii said gently. The little boy looked up from the hole he was digging. Midii smiled somewhat wryly; the head gardener was not going to appreciate the numerous holes in the flower beds.

            “Rob, come out of there. How many times have I told no digging? You’ll get into trouble.” she laughed as she brushed the dirt off him. He looked up and smiled at her and she felt something in her throat catch. Midii knelt so that she was eye level with him.

            “Robert, I have something to tell you.” she whispered.

            “Daddy’s comin’ back?” he said hopefully. Midii shook her head.

            “No, sweetie, Daddy’s not coming back. Ever. I told you that.”

            “I know.” Robert looked down. “But I miss him. And Aiden and Eli, too.”

            “I miss them too Rob, but look you’ve got to listen to me.”

            He looked at her. Midii took a breath.

            “Robert, I might have to go away soon.”

            Fear showed his in gray eyes. “Where? Are you coming back?”

            “I don’t know.” Midii said slowly. “Remember Mama?”

            The boy nodded.

            “Remember the special necklace she had? With the pretty stone?”

            Robert nodded again.

            “Well, the necklace is very, very special. So special, that some people need it.”

            “So why don’t you just give it to them?” Robert asked.

            “It’s not like that, honey. I have to be where the necklace needs to be. It’s very important.”

            “Why?”

            Midii sighed. How did one explain things such as Evil and war to a little child who had seen little of such things?

            “Remember, when the farm burned? And we found Aiden in the tree?”

            Robert swallowed and nodded.

            “Well, you don’t want that to happen to other little boys, do you?”

            Robert shook his head.

            “Then I need to go.” Midii her hand on his cheek. “Do understand, Rob?”

            Sniffing, the boy nodded.

            “Good.” Midii dropped her hand, and was about to get up, when with a choked sob, the boy threw himself at her and hugged her around the neck tightly.

            “No! I don’t understand! I don’t want you to go!”

            “Robert, please.” Midii’s tears where flowing. “I don’t want to go either, but I have too.”

            “Take me too!” he begged.

            “I can’t.”

            “Why!?”

            “Because it’s too dangerous. You have to stay here with Miss Catherine and be good.”

            “I don’t want to be good. I wanna come with you. Don’t leave me, Midii!!!” he wailed, tightening his hold.

            “I don’t want leave you, but I have to go. Robert, you have to understand, if I don’t go, more little boys won’t have their Daddies anymore, don’t you see?”

            Robert sniffed and stepped back. “You will come back?” he hiccupped.

            “I’ll try.” she whispered.

            Robert sniffed and wiped his nose on his sleeve. “Promise.”

            “I promise to come back.” Midii whispered. Robert swallowed, and gave her another hug.

            “I love you.” he sobbed.

            “I love you too, Rob.” Midii said. They parted and Midii stood up, sniffing.

            “I leave in the morning.” she told him. “But we can still play tonight, okay?”

            Robert nodded and they walked the garden, hand in hand.

*  *  * 

            Midii looked back at the castle.

            “You all right?” Trowa asked. Midii turned her head to look at him. She took a breath, puffing a little cloud of mist into the freezing morning air.

            “I’ll be fine.” she lied. Trowa nodded, understanding.

            “Why am I always stuck behind him?” Dorco demanded loudly.

            “Because, Sandrock has refused to carry you further until you apologize.” Quatre answered, smiling, stroking the palomino’s sandy mane.

            “Damn fool of a horse.” Dorco muttered as Hilde helped him mount up behind Duo. Sandrock put his ears forward and shook his head, snorting. Quatre laughed.

“Eh, Sonapha, Sandrock. Cameen taylar sii cobeltee.” he said. The horse seemed to calm down somewhat. Duo looked at him in confusion, while Hilde met his eyes, and shook her head, smiling.

            “Shall we start?” Wufei asked. He had tied his hair back, Midii noticed. It made his already sharp features stand out even more; he almost looked hawklike. Heero was next to him; the wizard had arrived last night and had refused to waste another day.

            “Please.” Duo said. “The sooner we go, the sooner we can stop and I can get rid of the baggage.”

            “Who are you calling baggage, Elf?”

            “The lump that’s riding behind me.”

            “Well, this baggage would like to teach you a lesson…”

            “Let’s just go.” Quatre said to Wufei. “They’ll be doing that for quite sometime.”

*  *  *

            The two black creatures, grinning horribly, tossed the old man down on the ground. Their leader, a woman, pale with blood red lips, smiled cruelly.

            “So we meet again after all this time.” she said.

            Jaris shook his head to clear it, then his eyes narrowed. “You.” He hissed. The woman’s smile became bigger.

            “Who else did you expect?”

            “Why have you come back?” Jaris demanded. The woman snapped her fingers and on of the creatures hit the old man in the face, hard enough to draw blood.

            “I will be asking the questions.” she said. “And you will be answering them.”

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Jaid: A cliffhanger! Don’t you just love them?

Jad: No.

Jaid: Come on, don’t be such a-oh wait. AHH! I’m missing Ed, Edd, and Eddy! Must watch TV! *runs from the room*

Jad: Uh, buy you guys. -__-;

Naga: -__-;

(Well, technically, Trowa did win by a very large amount, but I dunno. Midii seemed like a better choice. IT WAS ALL NAGA’S FAULT! I SWEAR. Ahem. Anyway, that thing Quatre says in Elvish is basically: Don’t worry Sandrock, he is just jealous or ‘in awe of you’. Ok, tell me what you think! And did anybody see my pics? Here’s the link again:

http://leihitomi.tripod.com/circle_of_the_moon_fanpics/ Plz check ‘em out and tell me what you think!!!)