Stained Through

None, short for no one, as in no one will find me, esecaly after an explosion that has wiped my memory of my past and more or less lickly, my whole family. None will want me or need me intill Arrow, told me that I am some sort of profit that suposed to save the gifted children before we all turn into toys, including me! also No one will see me save the world other than the world itself and i was suposed to be the No one that saves the world.

A/N The next book is called Kept Cleen i hope you enjoy both of them and feel free to comment.
and thank you to C.H. Nightshade for the cover.


30. section 30

 We were silent for a while then while the sun was just over the mountains we started to see huts in the distance. "Home." Arrow said as she rushed forward ahead of everyone else. Women stopped and wore an astonished look on their faces while the men came out of there huts with their children. Whitewolf came behind her fallowed by the group.

 The children chanted Arrow's name while she quickly tried to answer each question. Sadly I hadn't been thought Arroven so I hadn't had a clue of this foreign language that I am listening to but there was one in particular I noticed her bright robed body went with her white hair and frail body.

 I had also noticed that Whitewolf had disappeared and went to a hut that was nearby. My curiosity got the best of me as I went on over to the clothed entrance that is supposed to be the door.

 "Mother Sunrise Arrow is here!" I heard Whitewolf say behind the cloth.

 "She cannot be she was taken springs ago." A women that I guess was Mother Sunrise.

 "But she is here I brought her with me!"  Whitewolf explained.

 "Cannot be true she here?" The same women sounded in disbelief and I don't blame her at all. I would be acting the same way if I saw any of my family.

 "Come, you must see this Mother Sunrise." Whitewolf said as he busted out of the clothed door and ran towards the group making me quickly back up giving him room.

 A frail women came out her hair was a dark, misty, gray that had stands braided and was clothed in deer skin. Her body looked worn with age as she walked with a colorful staff of colors and unsure reason.

 She didn't even notice me as the choir of people parted like a waves and she stepped through Whitewolf in front and gave me a harsh look that told me that I shouldn't had listened in.

 Arrow's back was facing her but it didn't take her long to notice that something was up. "The Arrow always finds courage and its target." Mother Sunrise said calmly.

 "But always finds its way to the owner someway." Arrow said as they stood Arrow being a little shorter than the women but still showed the close tribe resemblance. Them they fell into an embrace Arrow first and Mother Sunrise slowly after.

 "Have you forgotten the way of the Marc?" She asked in a hushed whisper.

 "I have not forgotten, I was there teacher of the old ways." Arrow whispered back as the first tear strolled down Arrow's cheeks.

 I quietly came back to the rest of the group. Ti was in Steel's arms as usual as Friar was being held steady by Heflin but his facial expression showed that he wasn't going to stand much longer as Heflin used her powers to heal him and mumbling something to her. Mother sunrise must have finally noticed us since she broke the embrace.

 "And these must be your friends."    She said as she walked forward. She gave each one of us a nice smile.

 "Yes Mother," Arrow said introduced each one of us to her starting with little Ti.

 "You look young to have your Marc." Mother Sunrise said as Ti nodded her head. She went on to Steel and he refused to give a hand shake.

 Heflin said hello then she stopped at me. She stared at me for a short while. Then her eyes flashed with worrying and delight.

 "The prophecy.." she said under her breath and then she quickly composed herself. "We must have a feast for the guests and the return of our dear Arrow." she said then she looked at all of us and suggested that we all fallow her to her home.

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