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Locke had faced many trials and tribulations on his way here, to the resting place of the Necromantic Talent. Periodically, he had found the bones of those who had searched before him, and, with the scent of what had killed them, he had been able to avoid the traps. Now he stood before a large black alter, with a strange looking stone resting on the dais. With half a second of thought, he grabbed it and ducked, expecting something really bad to happen. "Giiiive iiiit baaack," a rasping voice said, quickly revealing itself as a skeleton. "Noooooo," Locke mauked and, smashing it, and it's seventeen henchmen, into dust became the most pleasure he'd had in two years, ever since... No, he couldn't allow himself to think about it, it was simply to horrible.

Raine had made her home in the small town of Hushley. It was by the ocean, which she still loved with all her heart. She now stood on her balcony, staring out on the horizon. Her fingers were delicatly outlining the paw mark on her arm. She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply when a windy breeze brought the smell of salty waters to her. Her scars from the tragic occurance two years ago had been magic'd away by a healer in the town. Raine's hair had grown longer, and her green eyes held more of a sadness then they had before.
The people in the town still wondered why she had not married, being still so young. She had been with them for only a short time, so they did not notice her lack of aging. If she stayed too long, they would. Then came the questioning and whispers, and finally someone would figure out what she was.
A Dhampir. Raine was a half-vampire. Well, actually, with Locke's blood in her, she didn't know what she was anymore. It bothered her now, but it hadn't when they had been together. It hadn't mattered to him what she was, so long as she was herself. Locke had made her stronger...and happy.
Raine walked back inside, into the darkness of her room. She closed the doors to the balcony and drew the heavy black curtains. She stood there, in the darkness...trying to forget.

Raine dressed in her white dress. It was a near replica to the one she had worn on and off while on the White Rose. She had made it herself. Locke had always liked her white dress.
She now stood barefoot on the beach, feet in the water. She could feel the mist on her face, the salt stinging her skin. The waves came and went.
'I miss thee, my ocean.' she thought.

A dark shape in the clouds, Lloyd's black dragon form flew freely about. I'll kill them all, he thought. Its all their fault, the reason why that little girl is dead. I'll hunt them down and make each own suffer. Except...Hisui. Out of all of those pirates, she's the only own I hold no grudge against. I wonder hows she's doing?.....

A loud howl, like that of a wolf, sounded over town. And then, for Raine, at least, all hell broke loose. Several things happened at once. Several skeletons, skeletons she recognized from the dungeons of the White Rose, stood up from the shallows and walked past her. At the same time, the pawmark began to burn, seemingly pulling her in the direction of the skeletons. That was good because her legs, no longer under her control, were following them.

Raine clutched the burning mark on her arm. Her mind was panicing. She tried to fight the power contolling her, but couldn't. It was a strength beyond her.
'What the hell is going on?' she wondered.

Hisui had returned to Tsumobi island, where she had discovered that only the adults of her kind were gone. Kohaku, the daughter of her first student who was also named Kohaku (weird huh?), told Hisui about what had happened. Hijime and Sanjo had killed all adults, just to get their blood which is used to make delicious and rare wine. Now only 27 children and one young adult were left of their race. Hisui found the four children of her last four students, who were all named after their parent of chosen blood. She then began to teach them in the way of elemental spirit channeling. Being the only adult left on the island, Hisui had to be sort of a mother to the children. Today she had counted Shuichiro the only one old enough to be a gaurdian of the others. That way, if she ever had to leave, Shuichiro would take her place and see that their race thrives to live. Hisui now sat on the roof alone, thinking about the friends she missed so much. "Even Maelstrom...I know hes not all bad." she said to herself laughing at the memory of her idea of hiding him as a pet, those two long years ago.