Secrets of the Desert

[Celithramir]

Celithramir, Anamir, Elviondel, and Xavier entered the rebel base of Feron like long lost family. They almost instantly separated and went off to different groups of people that resided within the building.

They were greeted by many people who had been expecting thier return for months, especially Celith. He was extremely close to being one of the main leaders of the entire movement and he definitly held a considerable amount of respect within the ranks. All of the newbies looked up to him.

And the other 3 were not simply notorious by association. Elviondel, Anamir and Xavier had all been involved in major movements within Feron's government.

The Dark Angel took the item he'd recieved in his latest deal and went off to find the other leaders. While the other merely socialized.

((Any rebels out there???))

[Rhiannon]

((Yay for being in two places at once!!! ^^))[/size]

A pair of crimson eyes watched the four men disperse through the building. The angel who bore those eyes sighed softly, folding her arms over her chest. Out of all the people she had met, only these four had managed to earn her respect and friendship, if it could be called that. Rhiannon was a hard person to befriend, with her fiery temper and sharp tongue.

Though she would never joke around with them as loosely as everyone else did, she still considered them her only friends. And Celithramir was the only other of her kind that she knew, other than her - now deceased - parents. So, there was a certain affinity that she felt towards the group.

Rhiannon ran a hand through her white hair, then slipped down the hall towards them. Might as well get the greetings over with so she could retreat to her own room and sulk about the lack of any bloodshed recently. [/size]

[Celithramir]

"Did you have any problems?" Celithramir was being addressed by a fire demon.

"Not that El has told me about." The Angel replied. "He ran the job for me." The other man nodded.

"Do you think that it'll be as powerful as she says?" There was a darkness demon talking now.

"I don't see why it wouldn't. She seemed to desperate to get the medicine. I don't think she would've dared lie to me." Celith admitted. The woman nodded. Then the 3 went into plans that they were not ready to share with all the others yet.

Xavier rejoined with the group that was his usual companions on missions they were sent out on. As did Anamir and Elviondel. Most of the rebels made tight friendships based on those they travelled with the most.

[Liralel]

Meanwhile, a dark figure roamed the desert near the rebel forteress. The young vampiress walked silently, her body hidden beneath a long cloak. Only a long strand of blue hair hung from her face which could not be seen in the shadow of her hood.

She stopped for a moment, lifting her head toward the clear sky, moonlight shining briefly upon her pale face. The rebel forteress was around here, she knew it, yet for some reason her memory seemed to fail her. It had been a very long time since she had set foot unto Feron, but her curiosity could prevent her from staying away any longer.

She figured her parents had died long ago, yet there was some part within her that hoped to find them alive. After all, she had survived all this time.

[Elviondél]

"Hey, Elviondel!" The water demon turned at the call of his name.

"Yeah? What's up?" A young wind demon stopped just in front of him.

"Security says there's someone just outside the complex." El gave him an odd look.

"Well, what are they doing?" The young man shrugged unknowingly.

"They say she's just standing there." The other man replied. Elviondel sent a look to Celithramir from across the way.

The Dark Angel just nodded to him.

"Alright, let's go ask her what she wants." El finally replied.

Allowing himself to be lead to which door was closest to the stranger's location, the water demon exited the base.

Almost as soon as he did he saw the silhouette of the woman. "Is there something I can help you with?" El said, announcing his presence.

[Liralel]

The young vampiress tensed as she heard footsteps coming toward her. Discretely, she reached for her weapon beneath her cloak, only as a precaution of course. She slowly turned around to see a young man standing there. To her suprize, he was only there to see what she was doing.

She watched him carefully, taking no steps away or toward him. "I just want to know if my parents are still here" she said softly, with a clearly rough undertone.

[Elviondél]

"Your parents?" Elviondel repeated incredulously. "Well, what are they're names?" He asked. After all he wasn't about to just open up the doors and give her an all access pass.

[Liralel]

The vampiress stood silently for some time. She searched her thoughts as she watched his face in the darkness. The man seemed familiar, but she just could not put a finger on his name or identity really.

Her small hand appeared from beneath her cloak, as she reached her hood and stopped. Should she show her face? Would he recognize her?

Her hand dissapeared under her cloak, and her face still hidden she spoke in the same tone. "My mother was known as Maya. She was well respected here. My father was Julien Ameya." She watched him curiously, awaiting a reaction.

[Elviondél]

"Ameya?" The water demon reiterated quietly. He narrowed his gaze on the girl. "I believe you must've be confused the Ameya's had to have died at least a century ago."

[Liralel]

The vampiress sighed with dissapointment, yet she had expected this. "I believe I can explain" she said simply, raising her head and showing her fangs which gleamed in the moonlight.

[Elviondél]

Elviondel blinked for a moment and was immediately on his guard. "A vampire huh?" As he looked into the young woman's eyes he felt a sense of familiarity but couldn't place it. "Well, I have it on good authority that the Ameya's were human. So really...that doesn't explain anything." He stated.

[Liralel]

"I was turned after I left" she said simply. She could tell he was not very fond of vampires, but there was nothing either of them could do about that.
"Maybe this'll convince you" with that, she pushed the sides of her cloak appart, revealing her twin daggers. She took one out and threw it, handle first to the man.

Her father had given these to her as a child, and she had treasured them ever since. She had been taught to master several fighting styles using these daggers. Several ancient markings engraved into it, these weapons were unique.

[Elviondél]

"Sorry, but I don't see what this has to do with anything either." El said, catching the dagger expertly. After a moments hesitation he sighed. "The only people who new the Ameya's well were the leaders and the members of the group they belonged to. I met them a few times but that was all." He admitted. "But my comrad Celithramir would know."

"Come with me." He motioned for her to follow him. He swiped a card of some sort outside on a panal before the door. "I'll take you in. But be warned, there will be people trained on you from the moment you enter. If you try anything you will be killed." He didn't say in any harsh way, but there was no joking in his tone as he opened the door.

[Liralel]

She sighed once more, and listened as he spoke. Celithramir? she thought for a sec, then grinned. She certainly recognized that name. She began to walke toward the man and said softly "No worries, I know the drill..." with that, she handed him the other dagger. Perhaps that would help with the obvious and understandable trust issue. "I want those back" she said in a rather serious tone.

[Elviondél]

The Water Demon just handed the weapons back. "Keep them then. Just keep them and your hands visable."

With that he led her inside the complex. He was greeted inside by the same few who had informed him of the young girl and they all escorted them through the halls.

Celith had apparently already felt his presence being required and stepped away from the other leaders.

"Celith this girl says she's the daughter of some people who used to live here. The Ameya's remember them?"

As Elviondel spoke Celithramir looked the young woman over.

"It's Liralel isn't it?" Celith asked, feintly remembering the name of the daugter of Maya and Julien.

[Liralel]

The girl shrugged, took the daggers and put them away, pushing her cloak back unto her shoulders.

"So you do remember me?" she said with a playful smirk as she pushed back her hood revealing her light blue hair. She clearly looked older than when she had left, but her hair and general features were the same. She had always been one to get into some sort of mischief.

She watched him closely. He was clearly recognizable, and so was much within the forteress. What now? she thought. She looked around at the many people within the room, obviously ready to attack at any moment.

Fortunately however, she had no intention of doing anything to cause any turmoil of great magnitude.

[Elviondél]

Celithramir smiled. "Yes, that hair is something that sort of sticks with you." The Dark Angel admitted. "I remember a small girl known as our resident trouble maker." He said sarcastically. "Though I do believe the fangs are a new accessory." He pointed out.

[Rhiannon]

Rhia slipped silently along the halls, before she caught sight of the vampire girl and the two men. She arched a brow curiously, before leaning against a doorway, watching them with a rather bored expression on her face. Her eyes flashed around quickly, as if searching for someone, before settling back on Celithramir and company.[/size]

[Anamír]

"Spying are we?" Anamir had been called over by Celith just to over see what was going on. But apparently the Dark Angel was familiar with the person.

"You know you could just come say hi to us instead of lurking in the shadows."

[Liralel]

"Picked'em up along the way" she said with a cold laugh. It had been a long time since she had become a vampire and even longer since she had touched foot in this forteress. It seemed so strange to her, much had changed of course. She had also changed however, which was mostly for the better.

She watched the others come in. "well you found me just fine that way did you not?" she raised her eye-brow, attempting not to be too rude. Besides, if she had just came in, it would probably have given them reason to kill her.

[Rhiannon]

Rhiannon tilted her head at him, arching a brow. "It's not polite to sneak up on a person, you know," she replied coolly. "And I was on my way. Didn't want to interrupt them." She tossed her head in the direction of Celithramir and Elviondel, and their guest.[/size]

[Celithramir]

"Yes, I suppose I did." Celith admitted. "So what brings you back here after all this time?" He wondered. After a hundred some odd years it seemed rather odd that she should show up now.

[Anamír]

"Oh, yes of course." He agreed, though hardly convinced. "So, what have you been doing while we were away? Terrorize any innocents? Burn an villages?" He asked in sarcastic amusement.

[Rhiannon]

She shrugged. "Not really. The Council's been pretty good at hiding their people nowadays. There's no real need to be burning villages without one of their stooges hiding out in it." She arched a brow at him. "What about you all? How was your trip?" [/size]

[Anamír]

Anamir shrugged. "Same old, same old." He replied tiredly. "We stopped around each continent gathering what it is that Celith's needed for whatever it is he's planning. Mirlan turned out to be a hell of a time for my baby brother. Seems like he's dating again." Anamir tone held an irritated edge. "Celith went off on his own for a while and I got stuck babysitting the water demon again." He leaned against the wall beside the Light Angel.

"Too bad I have a feeling that whatever Celithramir is cooking up this time is going to land all 4 of us in a lot of trouble." He admitted, eyes falling back on the Dark Angel.

"How long you been back in Feron?"