Quiet reflections., Sometimes even peace is not peaceful.

[Children]

Seran paces the garden with a disgruntaled sound, seeming to argue with air right now.

"i don't want to."

"Yes yes I know, but I won't...."

"Oh come ON! He's not bad!"

"But....why hurt her....he wouldn't...he couldn't..."

He collapses on the ground, hands on head crying.

[Imreis]

Strife, who had been looking for the boy enters the garden, wandering from one path to the next searching for Seran. He frowns lightly, kicking a leaf off the path in front of him as he searches; making his way towards the pagoda and ponds.

[Children]

Something makes him sit up straight and stop crying. His eyes turn a colder shade of their normal hue. He growls softly to himself as he stands muttering. "If you won't, I will."

He turns now and stalks toward the furthest corner of the garden. Grabbing a large thick stick as he walks.

[Imreis]

Sniffing the air and finally catching scent of something, Seran! Strife sighs in relief and begins following the scent trail of Seran, hoping that he would find the boy and this was not just an old or dead trail.

[Children]

Stalking deeper into the wood he mutters, drawing a drawing a dark energy to himself as he goes. It grows deeper and darker the further he goes into the wooded area.

[Imreis]

Sensing some layer of impending doom in the air, a darkness rising he moves a little faster, actually shifting into a run to cover ground and hopefully catch up with the boy. Strife's eyes focus on the task in front of him - he couldn't loose him, not with the odd sensations in the air he felt.

[Children]

He stops now at a tree. A tree that has a heart cut into it. A heart with two names written in it. Celina and Seran forever, the heart has written in it. Gripping his staff like piece of wood he pulls the dark energy into himself, aggitating it to the point of no return....Before hitting the tree with such force...it blows to pieces.....

[Imreis]

The tree explodes into oblivion, raining down debree and chunks of wood everywhere. The force of the mighty blow nearly knocks Strife off his feet but he manages to keep up right. Tensing though, that was not a good sign and he rushes at full speeds towards the source, he had to find Seran now and there was no turning back! Fearful the boy may be dead or worse he runs.

Passing by many other damaged trees from the explosion and branches hanging in danger of falling now themselves...

[Children]

Dead. No, he's not dead. Bleeding...dazed from the amount of force that took? Yes, very much so. He collapses to his knees, the useless bit of staff falling from his hands. He shakes some, his bright paler eyes looking blank for a moment as he mummers.

"why?"


"but what does it prove?"


"no...i don't mind...."


"don't fight him...we're not big enough."


"ok...but let me calm him?"


"ok"

[Imreis]

When Strife finally comes onto the boy he would frown at his condition...he frowns more when his sensitive hearing picks up the sounds of wood splintering and cracking. Hearing that he dove in to grab up the boy and pull him out of the way as a rather large and heavy branch would crash down near where he had been. He could have gotten hit by that which would have been terrible.

Strife sets him down a few feet away, panting. "What has happened here?" he asks worried, eyes scanning to see how injured Seran was.

[Children]

Seran blinks and looks up at his uncle, pulling off the dazed and confused look quite nicely. He mummers softly "I don't know......"

The injuries were fairly bad, a nasty bruise/gash to the side of his head does make a temporary black out seem possible as Strife looks him over.....

[Imreis]

He nods, and shows what little emotion the man shows with concern as he kneels down. "I'd like to get you cleaned up and see if I can heal you up before we move you to much. You may have a concussion and I don't want to chance harming you more"

[Children]

"oh....o..ok uncle strife" He sits there blinking his dull eyes a moment, looking a bit confused as he does. But that was a cover, he was having an arguement with his other half right now.

[Imreis]

Our hero Strife, works on giving Seran a full check over for more injuries and uses items in the ever useful bag of holding he keeps on his person to clean Seran up, give him water to drink and heal up the wounds that were in need of it. He didn't mind the silence.

[Children]

Eventually all healed and stuff, he looks at his uncle. "Am I ok now? Can I get up?" He was getting fidgitty. His other half was pestering him about finishing cutting this bond now while he could.