Half Elf

I do not own the Rk Characters k. The two I do own, are Tren and Iinya.

This chapter is a little angsty.

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Leah P: Unfortunately nope there was nothing. It just happened. Wahhhh oh well things happen life goes on sadness is I don’t get the point behind a kiss now. It probably didn’t help that my first kiss was a French kiss either oh well. ON GOES MY LIFE. Anyway hope you like this chapter. Glad you like it so far.

legolas_Estelstar : I’m 18, never could get close to guys, they always hightailed it and ran if I even remotely liked them. Oh well life moves on. Unfortunately nope it wasn’t really special at all. I’m happy I got my first kiss, but it’s just something that happened, no life remembering moment. Like I said before probably because it was a French kiss first off. I hadn’t kissed a guy told him that does he listen noooooooooope. Besides that he has to go talk to his friends about other stuff that I wanted to throtle him for...but life sucks sometimes gotta deal. Funny haven’t talked to him since two days after that happened. Not really disappointed either hehe. Oh well life moves on so go read the story. Hope you like the chapter glad you like it so far.



Misao sprinted out the back entrance and took the left path. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears as she ran. ‘I don’t want to lose him, I lost mom when I was a baby and now to lose him would be...” Misao cut that train of thought off as she continued to run jumping over branches and going under others all without the slightest bit of sound.

She ran full speed and found herself in a clearing, stopping immediately, she looked around the small clearing a glint of silver caught her eye and she tumbled down to the ground, rolling back onto her feet. She turned to face the man who licked his lips as he held his double-edged sword. “A young child out ere, now that’s a new un.” The man laughed and his eyes glanced to his left. Another man, this one younger and slightly taller, came out and stood next to the older one.

“Yeah, and she fits the description to.” Misao’s eyes widened.

“If it weren’t for the ears, I’d say she’s human.” The older man said.

“Yeah, but look closely at the eyes, sure there a humans coloring, but you can just tell of the elfish in her if ya stare.” Both men started laughing. Misao took a step back gaining both men’s attention. “You’re not going anywhere, we’ve had to look for you for awhile now and we ain’t letting you go anywhere.” The younger man lunged forward wrapping his arms around air, as Misao jumped up and did a back flip, landing 5 feet away from the younger man.

“She’s an elfin alright.” The man smiled and showed his crooked yellow teeth. “Now lets do this a different way shall we. The man closed his eyes and started chanting something. Misao tried to cover her ears, but her hands froze a foot away from them. “You gotta be quicker than that with a freeze spell little one. Misao felt her whole body go stiff as she tried to move. Her face wouldn’t move either; she was only able to move her eyelids. “If I wound ya, you’ll be easier to carry.” The man held his sword up and ran toward her with a wicked smile on his face. Misao squinted her eyes shut and waited to feel the pain.

CLINK

Misao heard the sword hit a smaller piece of metal. She opened her eyes and tried to smile.

“If it ain’t the high elf Tren. Haven’t seen you in about 12 years now eh” The man growled as he was shoved back.

“Release that, that binds the elfin power.” Tren chanted as he charged the man with his sword. Misao gasped as she fell forward. She landed on her hands and knees. She shoved herself up quickly as she heard the footsteps of the younger soldier. She stumbled backwards.

“please help me, let me control the wind to do my bidding.” Misao chanted that again two more times and then jumped into the air, dodging a strike from the young soldiers sword. She hovered in the air as the wind surround her.

Misao pulled three kunai from her sleeve and shot them toward the soldier. Two bounced off his sword and landed on the ground. The third nailed his right shoulder causing him to drop his sword. He placed his left hand on his shoulder and growled up to her.

“Dean, Go report to the lord that she lives.” A wicked smile appeared on the older soldiers face as her reflect an attack and lunged quickly swiping the sword on Tren\'s side. “Still as quick as ever darn ya.” Tren took a deep breath at the stinging he felt.


Misao watched them fight, glancing down at the younger soldier who was picking his sword up and sheathing it. “Oh spirits of wind grant me your power once more. She placed her hand out. “Form a gust of wind.” Misao closed her eyes and listened to the wind. She quickly opened her eyes and aimed at the running man. The blast hit him in the middle of the back, he flew forward his head connecting with a tree and he slipped down to the earth unconscious. Misao’s eyes turned back to the fight.

Misao watched as the two clashed against one another, but something was wrong. ‘My father, he is slowing down, he’s never battles like this even with a much worse wound.’ Misao saw the smirk on the older soldiers face as Tren’s arm seemed to spasm and his sword fell to the earth.

“Like my paralyzing spell?” He questioned with a ring of laughter as he lunged forward. Tren’s eyes widened as he fell to his knees as the soldier lunged.

“FATHER!” Misao screamed as she used the wind to propel herself towards her father, but she stopped as she heard the sound of the sword entering flesh. The look she saw on his face was that of pain. She gasped, as the wind seemed to fall away from her, she plopped to the ground and stared at her father. She sat on her right side and her hands pulled at the grass.

“That spell does wonders on elves.” The man snarled as he twisted his blade and yanked it free. A cry of anguish left Tren’s lips as his body fell backwards. A groan escaped his lips when he landed. Misao felt her eyes sting with pain as she saw the shallow breathing of her father. “Now lets work on the little half-ling.” Misao stared wide-eyed at her father’s body. Tears spilled down her cheeks, as the only thing she could even remotely see was her father. She had no idea about her surroundings or if she was in danger, the only thing that mattered to her was her father.

Tren gasped for breath, the sword had torn up his shoulder and he’d be lucky if he didn’t die from the blood loss. His eyes opened wearily as he looked to his daughter. He saw the soldier walking toward her. ‘The last of my strength will be to save her Iilya.’ He took a deep breath making his whole chest area ache. “I call upon the spirits of fire and wind, combine and protect the...” A deep gasp made him stop and close his eyes for a minute. “...One who contains my blood.” He closed his eyes as he felt the spirits gather around him, his breathing seemed to worsen and he fought to hold onto life just a little longer.

Misao continued to stare at her father, unable to move from shock. She turned her head as she finally managed to hear the solders movements. She turned her head numbly toward him her eyes dull. She saw the glint of his sword, as the sun reflected off it, as he swung it downward. Misao didn’t even realize it was aimed at her, she felt so numb.

Misao felt the air move and she watched as the sword hit a shield of red, causing sparks to fly. Misao looked to her father once again. His breathing was ragged and his eyes closed. Misao numbly stood and walked to him, all the while the soldier tried to strike her, but connected with the shield of fire. He screamed as a spark flew off and landed on his tunic. He ran screaming from the clearing, his sword forgotten as he tried to get the flames out on his tunic.

Misao fell to her knees besides her father. She scooted as close to him a she could and placed his head on her lap. “Papa.” Misao sniffled as his eyes fluttered open.

“Misao.” He chocked out taking a deep wheezing breath. Misao’s eyes widened as more tears fell. “It’ll be okay, you just tell Trin what happened she’ll raise you.” His eyes started to drop closed.

“No, I want you to raise me, you can’t go.” Misao cried brokenly, tears falling from her eyes. “Why did you use that spell, you would have been okay if you hadn’t used the fire spell” Misao shook her head.

“I wanted you to be safe, as did you mother. Don’t ever think we died because of you. We died for you happily. We both love you very much.” A cough racked his form as he forced himself to keep his eyes open. “Tell Aoshi, to come back in three years, and I love...you...very...much...never...for...get...that...” Tren’s eyes shut as his head flopped to the side.

“FATHER!!!!!” Misao screamed as she wept holding his head in her lap. “I love you too.” She whispered as she cried.

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“I’m tired of waiting.” Aoshi growled as he paced the small house.

“Yes well learn to wait.” Okina replied a little shaken, he still hadn’t returned. “I have a feeling any plans of taking the girl now will not go well.” Okina mumbled. He glanced out the window of the hut and saw droplets of rain starting to fall. “Maybe we should go search for them...” Okina started as the door opened slowly.

Misao heard talking inside the hut and slowly opened the door. Her dull eyes searched the hut and she saw the two figures. Her dull eyes met Okina’. She lowered her head once more, shook the little amount of rain she’d got on her tunic off. A watery smile came upon her face, “Tren, the high elf has been killed in battler.” She managed to say before breaking in to sobs.

Aoshi couldn’t believe the amount of blood she was caked in but her words made his eyes almost double in size. “What do you mean killed?” Aoshi barked at her, causing her to jump.

Misao looked at him and then back at the floor. Aoshi had never seen that look in his life and he decided no more words were to be spoken about the incident by him, at least. “I think it’s very clear, the soldiers have found her.” Okina replied as he stood. “They are still unsure of what village she resides in, but they shall start looking and soon.” Misao nodded numbly.

“One of the soldiers burned to death, but the younger one was only knocked out so I am sure he told the lord, is what he called him.” Misao mumbled.

“Yes no one is really sure of his name, its not to be spoken outside the castle.” Okina mumbled in return. Okina opened his mouth to speak once more.

“I am not to go with you as of yet, my father said three years from today. I am tired and I have much to deal with so please leave.” Misao’s voice was dull and she held her eyes closed.

“I’m sure you are child, your father was a heavy elf. He was also very good man as well, a very good father. I do hope you are able to overcome your grief, he was an honorable man and he’d want you to live your life happily. He’d understand you would morn, but not for your entire life I bid you goodbye until the next time we meet.” Misao smiled sadly and nodded as the two left. Misao walked to her bed and crumbled upon it once again starting to cry.


DANG not really where I wanted to go, I kinda wanted him to die when Aoshi and Misao were to meet again, but I changed my mind. Ahh I know the next chapter will start in the three years later, because I don’t want to write anymore sadness as of right now. They’ll be bits and pieces of her remembering hard times to get over her father and all, but I want the story to progress at a reasonable rate, thus cutting out a filler chapter about how she feels. If I do that this story will take a different route than I want it to.

Next chapter Aoshi and Misao meet three years later. Misao is now to be trained in the oniwanbanshuu and they already have a mission that dates back three years.