The Dark Magoi Rose

Chapter 1

Even when I close my eyes, I can still hear him screaming and crying.  I can still feel the cold floor and the iron lock of the guards pinning me onto the floor.  My mother...

"Somethings are meant to be sacrificed in order to make a dragon strong. " mother spoke in a soft tone.

I hated that woman more than I've ever hated anything else. Years had past, and I've decided to train my body to endure every little thing that could kill me. I've always had a awfully high tolerance for pain, I've stabbed myself so many times  just to endure it. Nala was afraid of course, she wasn't all prepared as she thought she was. She was sitting in a chair while I was busy fighting Fidelio Cartel. Our mentor.

He was faster than me, stronger even.  I tried my best to keep up,and was extremely satisfied with my blow to his face. I crouched down just in time before  meeting a heavy chop towards my side. I swung my fist hard enough to break his defense,but I was too slow this time around. Fidelio had grabbed my leg,and threw me into the wall. My body wounded up laying against the courtyard gate.

"That's enough ,child. Rest up. We're leaving for Partevia soon." I closed my eyes and slowly tried my best to stand on my feet. My body tingling,and I didn't need to start feeling pain now. I need to b stronger. I have to! 

My weakness was what caused Jashiem to die,and I refuse to see anyone else endure that same fate.

I have to get stronger.

"Her Highness, Master Fidelio is having food prepared for us. I think it's best that we clean ourselves up and replenish our strength,before going preparing for Partevia." Nala said, while extending her hand out for me. I looked up at my best friend and noticed her smiling. She is so beautiful. Her hair stopping at her collar in the front,while the back seemed shorter. Her crimson eyes were brighter then mine,and her smile was so innocent. 

I never thought of myself as a beauty; even when I'm a princess. I never cared about my looks,nor etiquette. The same woman who taught me everything about being a princess and a woman,was the same barbarian whom took the most precious thing I've ever held in my heart away from. My light and hope.

I can only see darkness now.

Red and black.

I took Nala's hand and she helped me on my feet. I let out a deep sigh to myself. 

"I'll have to keep going. " I said,before walking through the large hole. Nala sighs to me .

"You'll overwork yourself. It'll save this dungeon conqueror the worry. " She closed her eyes and took in the air. Something she always did whenever she was outside. Taking in the fresh scent of flowers and sweet pastries not to far from here. I smirked while watching her take in the area.

" This conqueror is easy. It's Ja'far we'll have to deal with." I said,while changing into my tunic and belt ,and pulling my hair behind my ear. When I look in the mirror, I can still see the same me from years ago. The same dead eyes mimicked my mother's eyes. blood covering me from head to toe. I was wearing my favorite tunic and leggings. 

" So no one knows for sure that Ja'far 's betrayed us..." Nala said while hold her fork. I was too busy diving into my meal to speak at the moment; I can feel eyes staring at me. Then Fidelio was chuckling.

"Aya! That child eats like a man!" He comments,before diving into his own meal. 

"Once someone's left the guild," I said,before taking a sip of my water. " They're either dead or rogue. Nothing in between."  

"And we kill the rogues..?" She asks.

I nodded.

"I actually liked Ja'far." Nala sounded hurt when she finally pieced things together.

"As did I," I sat the cup down and Raine,Fidelio's pregnant wife, filled the cup back up with cold water. I grinned my thanks. "But it can't be helped. What's done is done. I'll be taking Sinbad's head along with Ja'far. If anyone gets in my way...I'll kill them all."

I didn't care about Fidelio's smirk. I just wanted to get this mission over with, so I can go check on my father. I've been writing him everyday. lying to him about my trips; he wouldn't ask questions about a diplomatic trip. As long as he's safe, that's all that matters. I'll explain everything once the time is right.

"You'll be meeting with the guild there, along with two other people. "

I narrowed my eyes. " ' Other people'?" 

" Momo says we can trust them, so it's cool. Once Everything's taken care of here; I'll join up." Fidelio says while holding Raine's hand. Nala was smiling, but remained silent. I held no ill will towards Raine; She's  like a mother to me. The only woman who was able to understand me,and teach me ways to live . 

"You should focus more on your family. Nala and I can hold off on our own." I stood up and cleaned my plate and cup. I walked to my room and quickly began to pack a few clothes and weapons.

I couldn't sleep that night. Nor any night - all I can think about was this man I'm to kill. This Sinbad.

Was he truly this talented enough to change Ja'far? 

I'm starting to have a bad taste in my mouth,and I don't want to think any more about this man. 

All I want to do is kill him.

The boat trip was long and peaceful. Nala and I would train during our months out in sea. She was getting better and better by the day. Whenever we were done with our training, We were watching the ocean water; and the fish swimming by. Some of the sailors were swimming around, hopping to catch a meal. 

The sound of a bird now trespasses within my thoughts. I held out my gloved arm as the falcon now perched onto me. allowing me to retrieve the note on it's leg.

"A boat was seen on it's way back to Partevia, but it's not the boat we seek..." Nala sighed,while feeding the bird a piece of meat. 

"Could it be Dragul's boat?" Nala asked. 

"Could be." I said while reading on. " The guild has changed our destination towards Reim. Our man is there."

" How do we know it's him?" Nala asked.

" A handsome young man with long purple hair and eyes bright like sand." Nala mustered a giggle.

"He sounds dreamy.~"

"He sounds like a lad straight from a cheesy novel." I groaned. Cursing myself and this guild. 

I do not wish to be led around on some chase.

" At least,he's not a ugly lad. "

"How do you know? you can never trust one's words,and judging by how this man is described." I had a feeling a female assassin wrote this letter, and she must have encountered the man ; and was too distracted in order to kill this man.  "This person was a complete idiot, a let down."

And such a person, shouldn't doesn't deserve to be in the guild.

Such an assassin, distracted by lustrous  intentions , should die a quick death.