[i]I was walking down the hallway in my quarters. Shadeslayer wanted to speak to me and Kaleb. He was trailing behind, he knew I needed some time to myself. My footsteps made no noise, yet I could hear the Tap, Tap, Tap, of Kaleb's feet as he walked against the cold stone floor. When we reached the door, He was waiting for us outside. [/i] "Kaleb, you first." [i]Kaleb nodded and stepped inside, the door closing quietly behind him. I sat down and leaned against the wall. I was worried, to be honest. Erago- I mean Shadeslayer, never called people to talk to him unless it was the entire class. There seemed to be something wrong. And I didn't know what. Seconds turned to minutes. Minutes turned to an hour before Kaleb walked out that door. [/i] "Your turn, Kaden." "Kaleb, are you sure this'll end well?" "Kaden, don't worry. I've got your back. I'll always have your back." "Okay..." [i]I push open the door to see a neatly organized office of sorts. There were many Fairths along the walls, depicting fortresses and cities. But there were two on his desk that stood out. One depicted a beautiful Elven lady with flowing hair. The other one depicted a man who was somewhat aged, carrying a staff in one hand, carved with runes from the Ancient Language. His hair was short, maybe receding. For some reason, these two Fairths were important to Shadeslayer. I don't know why, and I wasn't about to ask. [/i] "Come, sit down, Kaden," [i]He says. His voice is calm and even.[/i] "Of course, Sir," [i]I reply. Taking a seat in the simple wooden chair that sat on the other side of the desk.[/i] "Kaden, I wanted to talk to you about something I should've told you a long time ago," [i]He continued. His voice was still even, yet it quivered slightly near the end of the sentence.[/i] "What might that be?" [i]I inquire.[/i] "Tyrian, your father...." [i]Wait---- Tyrian? Tyrian[/i] [b]Tyrian[/b] [u][i]Tyrian[/i][/u] [i][u][b]TYIRAN![/b][/u][/i] I jolt awake from my sleep, sweating intensely. I look over at the clock. It read 03:30. It was early. Too early to be awake. Why did I have a dream about that day? Why did he call me Tyrian? That wasn't my name, was it? I was Kaden. Not Tyrian. I reassured myself of that fact. I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. I decided to put on some clothes and go for a run. The air was crisp and cool. I could barely see my breath when I exhaled. It felt a little chilly on my arms, since I was wearing a T-Shirt and running shorts. I started to jog, my footsteps making no noise. The jog carried on into the forest, where I didn't even disturb the wildlife that live there. I spent lots of my free time in the forest. I had taken up the job of cleaning the Inn I always visited free of charge. I felt like I had to help contribute to the town in some way, So I did. People have started to ask me to for more favors for them. Water their plants, watch their pet for an hour or two. One parent even wanted me to babysit. It was kind of shocking. When I moved here I made it clear about my past and how I used to be, and yet these people were accepting me. Asking me to watch over their children. It was unusual. Yet I loved the feeling of having a home again. Running through this forest, hearing the soft crunch of leaves below my feet, the trees whizzing by faster than I can track, it reminded me of Alagaesia. The longer I ran, he more I started to see shadows behind the trees. Glimpses of faces that seemed familiar. That Jake started to ring in my head again. [i]Tyrian[/i] I turned around and began to head home. [i][b]Tyrian. [/b][/i] Almost there, almost at the front door. [b][i][u]TYRIAN![/u][/i][/b] I fell tot the ground, shaking. My eyesight was fading. I passed out right there on the spot.