Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-37184589-20190804210555/@comment-37184589-20190804213614

Tam paced around his room. It was rather small, with a simple bed and a tiny bathroom. A bookshelf stuffed with dusty old books and papers stood nearby. A lone window showed gray skies.

He was supposed to be practicing his Shade abilities, but he didn’t want to. Why should he, anyways? Just to bring down a group of elves he’d never encountered?

Someone knocked on his door. Tam didn’t have the time to open it before the person walked in. His cold blue eyes stared at Tam.

“I thought you were practicing,” said Gethen menacingly.

“I was,” replied Tam. “But then you barged in.”

Gethen’s eyes narrowed. “I’m sure Gisela would love to see your progress soon.”

Tam gritted his teeth. Gethen was the person who’d Tam had seen first when he opened his eyes in that cave. Alvar and Gisela had been standing close by, watching Tam with both wariness and satisfaction.

“And I’m sure she would,” said Tam. “But I really can’t do that when someone keeps interrupting me.”

Gethen shot Tam another look and exited the room. The door closed shut behind him.

Tam looked at the books on the bookshelf and sighed, picking one of them up. The first page talked about Shadowflux, the mysterious sixth element, and how to control it. He thought he’d had enough experience with it, but to the rest of the Neverseen, he hadn’t.

Once again, someone broke through the door. This time it was Alvar, his eyes wide. “They’ve found us. We have to go.”

“Who’s found us?” Asked Tam, scowling.

“The Black Swan, who else?” Snapped Alvar. “Now come on.”

Tam scrambled to his feet and ran after Alvar, who ran even faster when he’d seen Tam following him. They sprinted through drippy tunnels and dark corridors, going who knew where.

The Black Swan. They were the people whom the Neverseen hated so much, even more than the Council. They claimed that they could hold their own against them, but were still running away.

Finally, Tam and Alvar arrived at the mouth of the cave. Lady Gisela was facing seven people, boldly talking to them.

“See that one?” said Alvar, pointing at the blonde haired girl in front of the group. “Aim for her.”

Why do they hate her so much? wondered Tam.

Then, the girl noticed him. “Tam!” she yelled.

How does she know my name?

“Don’t talk to her. Don’t even acknowledge her,” whispered Alvar. He looked at the group and smirked. “Your first task as a member of the Neverseen: kill her.”