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It had indeed been a long night, Anue not only had to try and keep up with the man, but also keep her curiosity at bay, which at the moment was proving harder then usual. They had finally settled down in a small clearing, hardly worth calling it that and were proceeding to make camp. Anue watched as Heru moved fluidly about doing this or that with practiced precision. Finally she spoke, keep her eyes down at what she was doing she opened her mouth.

"You've been alone for a while...haven't you?"
He didn't answer, the only indication that she had that he heard her words was the slight pause in his actions. 

"I have too...my parents...if you could even call them that, they left me in the woods out side of the city I was born in. They were some of the more well off people in this world now, so their reputation mattered more to them then anything. And I guess people talk a lot when they don't know about something. My birth defects apparently make me look like a half demon, but your the first I've seen so I don't understand that...you look normal enough to me. Besides the blue hair."

She bent the small stick in her hand slightly before going back to sharpening the tip with one of her few knives.

"But I guess some of their neighbors got to talking, saying my mother was abducted or something like that and began to say I was a half demon. I guess the rumors were to much for the snobby jerks and they took me outside the barrier and left me there. I don't remember how old I was...a band of 'gypsies' took me in and raised me. But I suppose they were suspicious of me as well cause when I hit 10 or 11 they began to hint here and there and I just eventually ran away."
She finally looked up, a large smile on her face.

"But I think I've done well for my self."

She met Heru's stare and sighed.

"I know I know...you didn't ask. Just trying to make conversation."
"What makes you think I want conversation?"
"You just seem kinda lonely and withdrawn."
"It's none of your business."

She shrugged and stood with a small stretch.

"Never said it was, did I?"
She grabbed the long walking stick she carried and bent it slightly, slipping a long piece of twine around the end before bending it more and slipping the twine on the other end of the stick as well making a large long bow. Notching the make shift arrow to the twine she pulled a few times and nodded to her self, Heru's voice holding a note of apprehension behind her. 

"What are you doing with that?"
"Hunting."
She walked towards the edge of the camp and sighed stilling her hand she watching carefully and at the first sign of movement she let the small arrow fly, hearing the thump of it hit it's target she walked out of sight and back in a matter of moments, in her hand was a small rabbit, barely enough for one person. Heru watched as she skinned, cleaned and began to ready the small animal for the fire. She could feel his eyes boring into her this time and looked up.

"What?"
"That's all you eat?"
She scoffed.

"Like there's really much around anymore...it's all I can do to find this."
She finished cleaning the rabbit and placed it on a makeshift pit over Heru's fire, once it was done she took it off and chopped it in half looking at Heru.

"Heads or tails?"
He raised an eye brow at her making her frown.
"Heads or tails Heru?"
He looked away frowning himself.

"Doesn't matter."
She shook her head and handed him the leg half before biting down in the shoulder and ripping off a chunk of meat; she watching him as she chewed her own food before swallowing and looking at her half of rabbit.

"So your a lycanthrope type?"
Heru remained silent as he chewed his own food.
"And so was the other demon you killed? I would imagined them to be more demon like..."
She saw his eye brow raise slightly.

"Did you have to rip to piece like that?"
Heru turned on her.
"I told you to look away!"

She shrank back slightly, but not out of fear but from the level of his voice.

"I'm no stranger to violence Heru...I've seen blood and I've seen the rendered bodies of people from demon attacks. It's not something I'm sensitive to."

She tore another piece of meat off the rabbit and chewed it slowly.

"I'm honestly not a child Heru. I'm no where near a kid."
"You are to me."
He blinked as a bone hit him on the side of the head.

"I'm not! I've killed, I've seen killings, I've seen the destruction hell has released on this planet."
"And lemme guess you hate demons."
She shook her head slowly.

"Not at all. How could I hate demons, or half demons when I've been treated like one my whole life? I know what kind of discrimination you go through, I know the hate you face. Having felt that...how I could I hate you? It's only right you hate humans for the way they treat you. As if you have no feelings, or no soul. It's not right."
She met his gaze and saw him staring at her oddly.

"What...?"
"Your a strange one aren't you?"
She shook her head.

"Say that all you want, it's not gonna make it go away. So yes, I guess I'm strange."

Finishing her small meal she threw the bones in the fire and sighed.

"So...when are you gonna leave me behind? In my sleep? While I'm not looking?"
He blinked again this time clear confusion written on his face.
"What are you talking about? I've been trying to leave you behind this whole time, you've been following me. I even told you I had no intention of looking for a friend."

She nodded slowly.

"True...but I know, and you know if you really wanted to you could leave and I'd never even know it. You could leave right now, while I'm looking at you and I wouldn't know which way you'd go. I'm not stupid Heru, you have a stronger body, faster too then I do."
He sighed and shook his head.

"Go to sleep kid."

"Anue. If I can't call you blueberry, you can't call me kid."

She slipped into her sleeping bag and sighed before poking her head out slightly looking at Heru.

"Will you be here in the morning or will I wake up alone?"
"Go to sleep kid."
"Anue."
"Whatever, go to sleep. I'll keep watch."
She smiled slightly before slowly ducking her head back into her sleeping bag.

"Thank you Heru..."

She slipped into a peaceful sleep for the first time in years. 

This day did not start out the way she had planned, nope...not one bit. She could hear her heartbeat ringing in her ears as her slight frame moved through the thick brush easily. She had been hoping that it would deter her follower...but no such luck. She cursed under her breath, her pack was starting to become heavy and she could feel her body protesting more and more. Chancing a glance over her shoulder she saw the thick built man crash through more of the underbrush, still hot on her trail.

"Come back and face me demon spawn!"
"Leave me alone old man!" 

She couldn't say she was overly surprised by the fact that this random hunter had mistaken her for a half demon, being born with certain birth defects that had a negative effect on her hair and eye color. Her said snow white hair was billowing behind her now having come out from under her hat during the chase. She ducked a fallen tree and continued her route, trying her hardest to out last him, but she knew it was only a matter of time, and that time was soon. Stopping for a moment she tried to decide which route to take, the sounds of him getting closer urged her forward. She had lost count of how long he had been chasing her, had it been one day or two? 

"What am I doing? Why don't I just put a knife through his face? I could do it...I know I could...Ugh, cause if I did that then I really would be no better then the evil ones out there, and I need my knives, so I can't do that. Even though I know I could...I need to find a really good place to hide that's what I nee-"

Her outspoken thoughts were interrupted as she stumbled into the open, the smell of a smoldering fire hitting her and the bright mid day sun glaring into her eyes. Her eyes quickly scanned the area landing on a man sitting on a stump, his face was hard set as his eyes seemed to lazily look up to meet her's. He showed no indication that her entrance had shocked him, but she could see the rifle butt jutting out from his shoulder as his hand rested on a revolver sitting on his hip. Her eyes lit up as an idea suddenly hit her.

"Mister! Mister please help me!"

This did seem to get his attention as his eye brows met in the middle, in a deep frown, he did not seem happy about this.

"Please please please! PLEASE. There's a hunter after me that thinks I'm a half demon, and I'm really not, though even if I were I'd probably still be running from him cause I don't want any part of this and if you could please please please help me get out of this it would be great!"

She still sat where she had fallen, staring at him; she had never seen anyone with blue hair and it left her extremely curious.

 "He has blue hair...I've never seen a person with blue hair...I wonder why he has blue hair. Oh, what if he dyes it with blueberries or something like that?"

He was now staring at her as if she had multiple head growths or something. It was then the hunter decided to make his entrance. He too stumbled into the campsite, but unlike Anue he regained his footing before he had fallen. She could see the man tense instantly at the sight of the hunter.

"Here you are, you half breed monster!"

"I told you before, I'm not a half demon!"
"I can see your hair and eyes my self you beast, do not take me for a fool!"

"They're birth defects you jerk!"

She dropped to the ground, her hands over her head as a sword whipped above her, aiming to take her head. Skittering forward she rolled onto her back looking at the hunter wide eyed.
Whoa! Your using a sword now?!"
He didn't grace her with an answer this time, only raised the bladed weapon once more, aiming to strike her, it never hit, she looked up to find that the blue haired man had moved, he was standing over her, the hunters wrists gripped tightly with one hand. An inhuman growl emitted from his throat sending small shivers up Anue's back. She watched as he twisted his body gracefully and threw the hunter back into the dense woods he had chased her through; taking the rifle from his back in a fluid movement she watched, entranced as he aimed and pulled the trigger. It had happened so quickly, and so fluidly she wasn't even sure that it had happened; but as he moved past her and began to gather his things with every intention of leaving. 

"W-wait!"

She struggled to her feet and followed as he began to leave, his face set in a hard expression again.

"Hey, Blueberry wait!"

He stopped and looked over his shoulder at her, his eyes showing only the slightest bit of confusion.

"Thanks for that! I really thought I was a goner."
She sighed as she reached his side and began to walk next to him.

"So, all that speed and strength...you must be a half demon then! Are you? Are you really? I bet you are that's so cool!"

He still remained silent, as if pretending she wasn't there would make her go away. 

"I wonder what kind of demon he is...he growled, could he be an animal like one? If he is I wonder what kind. What if he's mean? No silly if he was mean he'd have killed you too so he can't be mean."

She looked up to notice he had fallen behind her and was now staring at her.

"What are you doing back there Mr. Blueberry? Wait was I talking to my self? Sorry about that, I do that way to much. Oh by the way my name is Anue!"

She waited patiently til he finally said something, his voice barely reaching her as he still stared.

"You have deep seated issues...don't you?"

She blinked a few time, then bent over, her arms hugging her stomach as she laughed out loud. 

Name: Anue Crafst
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Appearance: Stands  at an average 5'6, she is unusually skinny for her age and extremely underweight only a measly 98 lbs. Though skinny she has a decent amount of muscle and is sometimes mistaken as a young man from a distance, her undernourishment not allowing her body to develop as properly as it should have. Her face is still fair, though hard from years of hard living, she has snow white hair that reaches to her mid back when not held in a pony tail and tucked into the old army cap she found; and different colored eyes, her left is blue while the right is brown. She wears old, ragged jeans that have holes in the knees and back pockets, with make shift patches littering them all over. Her shirt, if it could be called that is thin, and supposedly white, though dingy and grey from over wear. Originally being a long sleeve shirt it has been torn and ripped, only one small strap hangs from her left shoulder, the right being gone, the shirt only covers her torso to her navel, a thin, fleece jacket covers her upper body to keep her warm on cold nights. Her shoes are a pair of men's boots she found, they are slightly to big for her feet, but they work and even for being to big, after getting used to the size and weight she has learned to barely make any noise in them. 
Personality: Still somewhat naive,she sees the good in everyone and is friendly to the people she meets,though  not releasing any information on her self she trusts no one, and gives no one any room to trust her. She isn't cruel or hard to people or half demons, but her life has made it very hard for her to get close to anyone and allow them to get to know her. Some times mistaken as insane since she's grown accustomed to being alone and talking to herself, and often does it in front of people without even realizing it. Even with all these quirks, she still manages to get by. 
Species: Human
Species Description: 

Abilities: Though an average human, her size and weight gives her advantages others don't have. Her size allows her to slip in and out of small areas most people would never think of going, her weight allowing her to move quicker then most people she can move through a crowd easier, slipping between legs, and arms, or even between bodies much simpler then an average sized person. Her weight and size also giving her an upper hand on pick pocketing, her touches being so light they are rarely ever felt, and if they are she's disappeared into the crowd before anyone can spot her. Even though she has the ability to fight rather well, it does her little good when most of her opponents shadow her in both size and weight. 
Supplies: Living outside of most cities, Anue carries a full backpack, and a small waist pack, the back pack is stuffed with a small tent, and an old sleeping bag. It also contains a few lighters and a portable camping stove with a few fold-able camping pots and pans. The waist pack contains small strips of cloth soaked in oil for lamps and for starting fires. It also contains a long, neatly rolled thong of twine. She also carries a small pouch on her right thigh that she keep a few throwing daggers she found, a hunting knife stays hung at her belt. A long, flexible walking stick is always in her hands, though when she finds the means to make arrows, the thong of twine comes out and the walking stick becomes a hand made long bow for hunting. Even with the advanced technology she knows to be around her she prefers to live simply, the blurred memories of her stingy, self centered parents keeping her humble.
Background: Being a human, it makes little sense on why Anue lives outside the cities and protection of their barriers, but even though a human she is, she is shunned from the human world because of her looks. Being called a half-breed all her life because of her birth defects, her different colored eyes and snow white hair leaving her utterly alone in the world. Her parents, though knowing she was well and full human gave into the taunts and spreading rumors of their daughters origins took her outside of the barrier at the young age of 2 and left her in the wild woods alone and unprotected, their status more important to them then the life of the little girl they had birthed. After roaming through the woods for days, she was found by a group of rovers, dehydrated and nearly starved to death her human nature was more the evident and  they took her in and raised her; altogether giving her a very large extended family. 

Even though she is human she harbors no ill will towards the half demons or their kind, knowing what it was life to be shunned and left our of most things her entire life because of her looks she pities them more then hates them. She even has hopes of finding and talking to one at some point in her life. 

Bayel felt a hissing growl quietly escape her as she felt her hand twitch, she didn't always use it, but the little magic she did have was not one she liked to use and losing her temper with the Battle Mage, and harming him would no doubt be something Malik would be cross about. Taking a deep breath she reluctantly followed. She lost her focus slightly as the constant voice whispered in her ear, the same voice that followed her everywhere.

'The Mage has a logical point'

She almost replied angrily but bit down on her tongue to keep quiet as she followed, her eyes focusing; and as she looked around she noticed that others were beginning to walk in the general direction Garrick and her were moving. Excited whispering floating around them, it was a silent buzz that she couldn't make out but she knew something was up. Moving closer to Garrick she tried to keep as much distance from the man as she could to speak to him quietly.

"Something is happening."

"I noticed. What do you think it is?"
She felt her hand twitch again, just his tone rubbed her the wrong way.

"I think we should find out."

The followed the crowd along the streets til they reached the courtyard where Chu'val's disciples were rumored to be, and there in the middle, they were. People crowded around them, excited, craning their necks to try to get a glimpse of Chu'val, were he to appear. 

"Something does not settle well with me about the Battle Mage. Something feels wrong."

Garrick nodded as he too began to sense the unrest around them.

She could hear people whispering around her.

"He's amazing, a true hero. I only wish he came around more. I've been sending prayers to him every night."
"Lord Chu'val please show us your greatness this night."

Bayel felt her stomach drop more and more as she heard this whispers.

"Garrick-"

He turned to her wide eyed, she had used his name.

"-They are revering him as a God is seems, or something akin to it. Listen with your own ears."

Seconds passed before Garrick frowned and nodded slowly. The listened for another moment, before everyone began to quiet down as one of the disciples stood in front of the crowd.

"My fellow followers, you have heard the rumors with your own ears, as have I. The Knights are moving towards us! A convoy of them has been found on their way to Babel! They were attacked, attacked for the fact that they are coming to take your freedoms away! The Dragon Commander would have you believe that he is the nobleman among these war mongers, but in fact he is not better! We must look to Lord Chu'val for protection, we must offer our prayers to Lord Chu'val for his mercy and grace! In the end he will be our savior and save us from the vile Dragon Knights and their blood thirsty leader! Soon we will-"

Bayel had stopped listening, her temper rose with each word spoken, and Garrick next words broke her.

"I told you there were others who felt this way."

She shoved through the crowd, pushing women and men out of her way, being sure to avoid any children as she stalked through the crowd, Garrick trying to follow her as best as he could but she was determined and was ready to bash in this disciple's face in, and do worse to Garrick if he try to stop her. Reaching the front of the crowd she stalked forward, her small frame shaking slightly.

"A new comer? Have you come to give your prayers to Lord Chu'val and become a devote follower? Have you come to-"

Her left foot swung around, catching the man in the face and sending him a foot away from her, holding his bruised cheek and wiping the blood from his lip.

"Heathen! Only a Dragon Knight has this kind of strength! I warned you! It is as I said, they have come to-"

She grabbed his collar and hauled him to his feet holding him off the ground, her voice grinding out dangerously.

"If you value your life, you will keep that black hole in your face shut! The nonsense it spews sickens me! How dare you speak against my Commander!"

She felt a hand on her shoulder, trying to pull her back, throwing it off she continued to shake the man harshly, growling at him.

"You are a worthless man, I should end you here and now. I have heard more then enough slander against the First Born and I will not stand for it any longer!"
She threw him back into the crowd of disciples, her icy blue eye daring them to get up and come at her, and so they did. The fight was nothing more then a street fight, blows exchanged, black eyes given, bruises traded; but when it was all said and done, the disciples were worse for wear on stamina then Bayel and she stood across from them, covered in dirt, her lip oozing blood from a lucky blow the crowd gathered around them, forming a human wall around 'their people'. Bayel growled low in her throat at them before she turned on her heel and walked away towards Garrick, who, had managed to stay out of the fight somehow.

"Your all fools!"

Grabbing her jacket that she had discarded during the fight she grabbed Garrick's collar and yanked him with her, telling him they were leaving.

"I'm going back to Malik, go to the tavern, get drunk, I don't care. I'm sick of this place and it's people already!"

She stalked through the town back towards the docked airship, she sat at the loading dock til she saw Malik approach her.

"Knight Bayel, what-"
"If you pair me with him, with that annoying infuriating man at all, ever again, I will render the skin and flesh from his bones and leave him for dead!"

She didn't wait for an answer from him, simply stalked away towards the shabby Inn across the street, paid for a room and went up to. After taking a bath she sank onto the bed still damp and exhausted. She sighed wishing she had spent the past few hours with the boy rather then Garrick. 

Bayel's shrieking roar resounding through the air after Malik's, her lithe, snow white body coiling through the clouds as she followed Malik, til she was side swiped but a massive figure; baring her teeth she twisted around, her thin form making it easy as she latched onto the dragon holding her. Her sharp little teeth sinking into the snout and gouging deeply. The dragon let out a roar and released her quickly, her feathered wings furled out and pushed wind into them, her body twisting quickly and moving out of the dragon's range. Twisting her body she looked back at the dragon following her, filling her lungs she let out a growl and a hiss as she felt the fire building. She opened her mouth and let it spew, the neon blue fire streaking across the sky, slamming into the larger dragon. 

'The boy...the boy called the dead.'

She felt her body seize suddenly at the thought before she shrieked, the larger dragon slamming into her again, it's head and back spikes smoking as it snapped at her.

"You wench!"

She bared her teeth as the growling voice echoed through the dragon's throat.

"I'll kill you for that."

She twisted her body as it's massive jaws snapped forward, missing, her thin, lithe form giving her leeway to dodge, even at close proximity. She snaked her body around and sank her teeth into the dragon's tender underbelly causing it to release her, whipping her tail around she hit the beast across the face. It's massive head snapped to the side, it plummeted towards the ground; looking up at the air ship she pushed her self towards it, her thin head reaching in slightly, her jaws wrapping around a soldier and pulling him out, letting go she let him plummet and followed him til she reached Malik's level, her tail snapping forward and wrapping around the neck of the dragon she had been fighting before, pulling her self close she snapped her jaws in his face and pulled him with her away from Malik; she let out a shrieking roar as it's claws dug into her shoulder, blood pouring from the wound as she twisted her body around his, making it harder for him to maneuver. They fell at least twenty feet below the others, into their own air space. Releasing him she twisted her body around, her neon blue fire spouting forth and slamming into his chest, she watched as he shook it off and inhaled deeply, preparing his own fire, she readied her self, her good eye making sure to look around, keeping tabs on Malik as well as the air ship.