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"Um..." He had been planning to die real quick, so that he could avoid getting inbetween Onyx and malik. Oh well, "it would say terrible things about you. I'll try and hold out as long as I can."

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Onyx had been very quiet. thinking. Bode was left with him, and at the moment he wasn't interested in going out anyway. Bode's father both interested and bothered him. thinking of that kind of situation. seeing someone that would be your father in another world, but not in this one.

And of course a bit of fear. Cymarron was abel to best Onyx in nearly any physical match of strength or skill. and that was dad restraining himself. if Bode's father was like his, and thought the wrong thing..good lord that coudl very quickly make him very dead. the thought was unpleasant.

"I'm sure he's coming. tracking you down even now, thinking about you and worried sick...frightened that you dead. and when he finds you..lord help the one who gets to face his anger."

"When our dad got that angry at someone..there was no stopping him. It was something both awsome and frightening to behold..like watching a jungle cat hunt and kill prey. but unlike our mom or dad, me and my brother barely got even a touch of thier power. I mean I can use a little of the magic in mom's void..but nothing spectacular. about all it's good for is making things real sharp."

A little bit of a bitter tone in that.

"And moon got a hint of Dad's spiritual power. again not very useful, mostly good for very little things."

Esmeralda let out a large sigh of relief. "For a minute there I though I was going to be trying to convince you not to join. But like I said you better not loose in the first round, I would think that after years of me beating your furry butt that you would have learned something. I have to admit though that this ceremon with the wooden swords sounds rather fun, but like I said I get the distinct vibe that Malik wants to get me to go down first, s rudge against Don Elias I would think." she shrugged.

"Mommy couldn't have any more kids cause a couple months after she had me, she was attacked in a market place for trying to buy some bread. There are a lot of poeple who don't like conduits, cause were' so unlucky. Someone stabbed her, right here," she drew a finger across her lower abdomen. "And it went in real deep. Daddy healed her, and said that her insides had been damaged. They tried, but couldn't have any more kids."

"I dunno what Daddy can do. He never let me in when he talked to them."

"Grudge? Yeah, Malik is the sort to have one isn't he." As they walked onto the grounds, they found that there were already severa people tere, practicing or talking.

"Who's to know? Anything could have happened here. Look at this. Cymarron's and Rand's doubles had a child named Bode. Rand and Cymarron and twins. When twins are born, it's because the females egg somehow split during the first few stages of deveklopment, when it is onyl a cluster of cells. Upon splitting, we became male like out father. Should the egg not have split, Onyx and I would have been one. ANd we would have been born female, like mother. Well, that;s the theory anyway. So technically, I don't have a sister, but insted looking upon my souls double." He shook his head. "A little mind boggling."

"Maybe when we see him we'll ask him what he does when he talks to them..and as for your mom..even my dad's powers aren't that good in some cases. But hey, you got us now, so don't you worry."

Another pat on her head and a grin. and making sure Moon or Esmerelda weren't around..wiggled his ears back and forth for her amusement. God he'd never hear the end of that if those two saw him.

"Let us cross that bridge if we ever come to it. I mean think about it, Don Elias had a heart condition, who is to say that in this world his duoble has not suffered the same fate? I mean my dad's heart gave out when he was relivately young in even in terms of humans. He was only 58, it has been only two years since he died, so don't think I could handle seeing him alive, in a matter of speaking, to tell you the truth. So when does this wooden thing start anyway?" she asked.