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~Azure had finally reached the brige, and he could see the guards below frantically attempting to quell the fires that had over come their ship. There were guards at the door behind him and it was only a matter of time before the entire ship was destroyed. The neighborring vessles on the pier had begun to move in on the flaming vessel, aiding their fellow shipmates. He knew that soon he would have no where else to run, and searched the area for an alternate escape route. With a gunshot and a loud thud, the door swung open, and the guards began to enter the compartment.

As they entered the chamber, they noticed that Azure was no where to be found. They slowed their pace as a precaution, but remained on their guard. From his position, haning from the ceiling, Azure watched as the guard entered one after the other. He felt that if he could isolate them, he may have a chance at defeating them. He slowly reached down and shut the door behind them. From the outside of the chamber, the gunshots and screams of the guards could be heard by their comrades. The door swung open, and the guard that attempted to escape suddenly fell to the ground, the back of his neck pierced by a needle-like object. Azure had returned to his position, being sure to remain out of sight, as the next wave of guard slowly began to mve in on the compartment.~

~Once the screams filled the hall, Azure dropped from his place on the ceiling, and peeked his head around the corner, taking a gaze at the woman who had slain the guard. He had made no comment to her as his stare was interrupted by another explosion which shattered the windows of the bridge. It was then that he took one final gaze at her, and gave her a very peculiar salute. He then ran toward the starbord window, and leapt out of it, performing something of a swan dive, seventy feet into the bay below.~

Arianna did not even bother in offering reply in any manner as her target, so to speak, escaped.
"Got away did he?" questioned a voice that approached from behind Arianna as the boat began to sink, the both of them ignoring the situation as a brief conversation commenced.
"Don't start Tristan" she warned icily as a dark haired man garbed in military dress approached from behind her. His clothing was not of his normal style but it had allowed him to gain access to the vessel unnoticed.

Tristan smirked as he idly put his arm around her shoulders. His cold gaze looking to where Azure had leapt off the ship "Don't worry...we accomplished our objective."

"Which was?" Arianna questioned in a frustrated manner.

"We made a memory" he replied flatly. "We may not be able to change his approaching fate...but, we can alter his future. And in doing so we move ever closer to our goal."

Arianna offered no reply to his words as a foreboding chill sank in around the area. As Tristan's eyes flared with an unearthly fire both their forms faded into the wind leaving no trace of their existence behind...

"What if we have misinterpreted the signs Tristan, what if this is a fool’s errand." Arianna asked from within the confines of an ancient cathedral that had seen better days. It had fallen out of use within the last century and now only Tristan and Arianna served as its occupants.
Arianna was seated in an oaken chair with a leather bound tome in her lap, the text that it held was of a dead language that was of little use to those of this era.
"You saw it yourself, there can be little doubt." Tristan replied from where he leisurely leaned against the structure's wall.
"I have no control over the premonitions Tristan, that alone should disprove their validity."
"So now the great Atropos doubts her own power." He countered.

"That is not my name…" Arianna shot back with venom. "You came to me with these fanciful claims that I am not who I thought…with nothing but your word to prove it…and I will tell you now that I still doubt your tales of grandeur."

Tristan's face creased into a frown as he stepped away from the wall and approached her. "How could you still have doubt after all the proof that I have put forth." he exclaimed as he bent down to turn the pages of the book that she held until it fell upon a faded illustration of the three Moirai; Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos. The first, weaving the threads of life the second measuring them, and the third bringing about their end.

"We both serve the Cycle; we of Fate and of Death." he then took Arianna's hand and forced it to touch the worn pages of the book. "No Tristan!" she pleaded as her hand made contact with the page. Immediately she shuddered as he eyes clouded over with white, making her blind to the present but able to view the past. The ability to view time was both gift and curse to her, for she had no control of the visions, nothing more than the faintest touch could set one off leaving her at the mercy of the Sight.

Finally her amber colored eyes returned to normal as she pulled away, as if scalded and stood, throwing the book violently to the floor.

"Now you have Seen." Tristan said as he stepped back with a smirk.

Arianna looked back at him in anger, "Don't ever do that again..." she uttered with venom as she turned to leave him standing in the main hall of the cathedral alone...

As Tristan stood alone within the monolithic structure of the cathedral he turned his head to the side as if he heard a distant sound. He then stood normally, the frail ghost of a dry smirk crossing his lips as he glanced to where Arianna had departed to and set off to follow her. She may only be a tool of his but he could not afford to have the seer in a state of discontent, especially not with him. He had to maintain control if she was to be any use to him in dealing a blow to the horsemen. This was difficult to maintain as he knew that if she was granted the memories of her past life that Atropos would not stand for his petty meddling in the workings of Fate, and yet he needed her remember enough to control her abilities and to trust him to an extent.

He immediately replaced his expression with a more somber one as he entered the upper floor of the temple. He found Arianna in one of her more favored sections of the structure, a small alter at a partially shattered window.
Her head was set in her hands as it seemed that she had been besieged by yet another premonition, yet it seemed that Tristan was already privy to the situation.
"What have you seen?" he questioned.
"The one we were following...he may still be in danger." she replied in a whisper.

"The creatures are not beyond him." Tristan replied knowing well what had been hidden within the lower holds of the ship.

"You should go." she replied flatly. "We can not afford mistakes."

Tristan merely nodded at her words before turning to leave.

Tristan had found his target's unconscious body adrift at the edges of the bay with little difficulty.
He had managed to heal what wounds there were on him easily enough, though Arianna was more gifted in those arts, he would have preferred for her to come alonge as well but he had most certainly crossed what boundaries there were in forcing the premonition on her.

It was a dangerous game...playing with fate. He had known the risks well enough when he had gone searching for the three Moirai sisters. Though he soon found that two of the three had long since passed beyond Life, leaving only the third of their number behind.

He would have preferred to come upon either of the other two more forgiving sisters; Clotho and Lachesis...but instead he had found Atropos...the unwavering, as she was once known, he thought grimly to himself as he nonchalantly wiped away what blood that had stained his hands from healing Azure's wounds, using a cloth he had drawn from his jacket. But instead of tossing it away he carefully folded it and pocketed it. Such things would be of use when one had a seer in their company.

When he was certain that Azure would indeed survive Tristan turned to leave, unaware that the target had recovered sooner than he had anticipated...

Tristan paused only briefly in his stride, "My name is of no importance..." he answered, in a similar fashion to Azure's tone. "I'm a merely an observer...nothing more..."

He then began to walk away once again, his departing words cold and calculated. "Besides...the next time we meet I doubt you will remember anything at all...let alone a nameless watcher."

As he said this, the wind took on a subtle chill and hastened its pace, seeming to warp Tristan's form like shattered glass does light, until his body dissipated into their air. He did not care to hide what he was to Azure, Tristan knew well enough that all to soon Azure would know exactly what he and Arianna were.