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Silence, a strange thing when you are on your own. You become jumpy, nervous and above all creeped out. In the world we live in silence is something we have far forgotten, but this dark, moonless night there is nothing but silence, and darkness. The hundereds of stars above don't do much for lighting for you are sorrounded by trees in a lage forest. How did you get lost in here? Well you can't really remember but now you want to get out. Suddenly the silence is broken by a snapping twig yo yor side. Jumping back you let out a quiet squeek of shock and backing up more the shadows consealing everything around you. Another snap comes but from behind you, this wasn't good! That was...another break to your side, ok that was it, time for a new plan...RUN AWAY! You thought quickly bolting off in the oposite direction of the last sound as you rushed through the trees some of the low branches scraping across your face as you struggle to keep up the pace and avoid the roots sticking out of the ground that would easly make you lose balance. Something that catches you off guard infrount of you as you try and skid to a stop but ended up triping on one of the roots at your feet and fell flat on your face, greatttttt... You look up coughing a little, dirt didn't really taste that good as you tryed to figure out what you say and looked farther ahead. A light, fire, purple, wait...PURPLE FIRE?! How was that possible? And they where...FLOATING IN MIDAIR?! One...Two...Three.......Six of them all together! As they got closer a figure started to imerge from the fire's light, a...Xweetok? Strange...You quickly sat up as it got closer to you. A blue Xweetok with darker almost black markings, Bright yellow eyes, Something around its neck, Bracelets, Chains, Faerie Wings purple ones and anntenna. The fire balls where at the ends of each wing and the anntennas. The Xweetok looked at you confused "You ok?"

About Me

Name: Zyask Nickname: Zya Age: 16 Color: Faerie Home: The Xweetok Forest Family: Dead Element: Fire Personality: Fun, Hyper, Jumpy, Some times Shy, Weird, Slight split personality Petpet: Demi the Mutant Ona Crush: o///o' Um...No one...

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Family

I'm not really sure about my family any more. I havn't seen them in a very long time. My mom is a very beautiful faerie Xweetok and my dad is a fire Xweetok! I have seven brothers to! They never really did notice me much but I guess thats ok! *smiles* They actually resemble my dad a lot more then my mom but I resemble my mom a lot! Though I wasn't born with the purple colorings so I don't know when I got them. But I really don't want to know! ^^

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Zyask was born into an already large family. With seven older brothers, and her as the first girl to be born she was given some good advantages and of course, some bad. Her mother was a beautiful Xweetok who often spoiled her daughter seeing her as an amazing gift. Her father was a powerful fire Xweetok and also the king of the surrounding land. He was a kind ruler though and many of his people enjoyed him as their right and fair ruler.

Her brothers, the youngest 3 years older then her, all enjoyed to train all hoping they would be chosen to be the next ruler. All six of them where quite close together in age, the oldest only five years more then the youngest. The two oldest where twins and often argued over which of them would some day rule, they where only two minutes different in age but they both saw themselves best fit for ruler.

Anyways, Back to Zyask, she was a blue faerie Xweetok, but back then, her wings where that of a normal faerie Xweetok and she held no purple flame markings. She often watched from the sidelines as her brothers trained with the knights who protected the castle they lived in. Most of the time she wasn't to do much, her mother not allowing her to train with her brothers. She didn't see her father as much as her brothers did but really didn't mind, much of the time she played by herself trying to keep out of trouble. But as she got older she wanted to be noticed by her parents and brothers, who she saw less of as every day passed. Her father didn't seem to care that much for her always saying he was to busy with ruling or helping her brothers. Her mother was a lot of the time off somewhere and left her behind, and her brothers just pushed her away saying things like 'Your to weak for this' or 'You'll just get in the way.' There where many times where she would hide in a hidden part of the castle for over a day or more, hoping one of them would come and find her. But after a day or so she often gave up and when she came out, it was like nothing had happened.

As the months turned into years and years soon enough it was her 10th birthday. Her excitement grew towards this day for months thinking this would be the time she could really be with her family, but they all had forgotten. No one said 'Happy Birthday' to her, no hugs, and no smiles towards her, nothing at all. She waited out the whole day thinking they would make a surprise but there was nothing and when night came and she went to bed, no one even came to her and said anything. She had just been, forgotten.

The next day when she got up she was tired of it all, no one…no one AT ALL had said a WORD to her…NOTHING! She was so mad she could have screamed. She had decided during the night that it was the last straw! She would just leave! She couldn't take this, being ignored, forgotten all of it was past the point of return. That day she snuck out of the castle and headed towards the village. No one there had ever seen her before; they would just see her as a traveler.

When she got there, people where a little surprised by her different look but she just made up a story that she was a traveler and everyone just went about their daily duties. She went into a shop to by some food with a little of the money she had taken from the castle then found a small hotel where I could sleep. She would wait out for a week or so and see what happened.

A few days into her time in the village she ended up talking to a lot of the creatures there, she loved being able to talk to others about all kind of things and her feeling of being alone drifted away a little. Her mind kept going towards her family though, wondering if they did remember her.

A week had soon past and as she went to the store to pick up supplies for her going away now she over heard people talking. The oldest son of the king was turning 18 tomorrow and would be taking over the thrown. She decided to wait and listen but what she heard shocked her. There was a large group of fighters, thief's and other bad people who where planning in intruding on this celebration, and kill all of them, the current king, his wife, and all of their children. With them gone, they could take over! If felt like the life had been just sucked out of Zyask as she continued to listen, her family was in danger! She had to do something!

She quickly started to leave the shop to go back to the castle but someone stopped her at the door and grabbed her by the arm stopping her from getting away. "Where do you think you are going?" He asked smirking at her as the others went around her. "I recognize you, you're the youngest of the king, Am a correct?" He asked. Zyask couldn't make a sound but her eyes showed her fear as he pulled her out of the store and into a different building. He quickly tied her wrists and ankles together throwing her into a corner of the dark room. "Now, we can't have you go spoil our little plans now can we?" He asked as he brought out a large knife walking towards her. Zyask screamed for someone to help her but she didn't get a reply as he brought the knife up above her then brought it down at her as the blade dug into her shoulder going in deep enough to rip through her muscles and cut into her bones. She screamed in pain as he took the now dripping knife out of her and took a step back. Zyask watched confused as another creature came up from behind the other, this one an Xweetok "Will this be good enough?" The first one asked as the Xweetok nodded and told the others around to leave and they did so. The Xweetok smirked at her, "Now, you're going to help us with our plan. Got it?" He said sternly as Zyask shuttered in fear unable to hold back the tears of pain from her eyes. "N...no! I won't! That's my family!" She yelled at him but he just chuckled coldly as he took out something from around his belt "Who said you would have a choice?" He asked. He came down to Zyask's level, the thing he had in his paw, was a veil holding something that she couldn't make out. He took it out of the veil as she watched in fear, she still couldn't make out what it was in the dimly lit room as he put all of it onto Zyask's wound and pushed it all in as deep as she could, as soon as it made contact with her blood Zyask was unable to move as she whimpered in pain. "This," The Xweetok started to explain "Is a special herb I made, it lets me take control of your body" Zyask looked at him in shock, "No!" She yelled in disbelief her voice breaking as she struggled to get it out.

The Xweetok chuckled backing up a little "Oh yes Princess" He said his eyes glowing lime green as Zya stood to her feet, but she wasn't in control anymore. She tried to talk but she was unable to speak now, she had lost all control over herself. The Xweetok chuckled "Now, you're not really strong enough to do much at your power level..." He muttered bringing out his paw in front of him "So I guess I will have to help you out." Right then a purple flame appeared in the Xweetoks paws as he quickly trusted his paw into her chest the fire ball absorbing into her body. Her face went pale as a large amount of pain shot through her body. She would have screamed but she couldn't do anything anymore as her wings suddenly lit on fire and formed into a new set of wings, the ends of her antennas also lit on fire. In her mind she was screaming out for someone to help her as the pain continued to grow. The xweetok just smirked "Now, Here are your orders" He said as if he didn't know Zya was in so much pain "Go and kill your family, and everyone else in the castle" He ordered. Zya screamed out agents it refusing to in her mind but she was silent, her mouth unmoving as she turned and walked towards the castle unable to stop herself.

She casually walked towards the castle. The guards noticed her and recognized her face able to tell she was the princess, but when they saw her wings their suspicion grew as they brought up their weapons a little asking what was going on. Zya looked at them as two fire swords appeared in her paws and in the blink of an eye each sword was in each guard, killing them instantly. The swords disappeared as she walked into the castle, the guard's body's dropping to the ground. She went into the throne room silently as her mother saw her and quickly went over to her, tears in her eyes as she hugged Zya "I was so worried, where have you..." Her body fell to the ground dead her eyes still open in shock. Her father and brothers along with many of the others who resided in the castle saw this some screaming out in shock and others speechless and again more brought out their swords.

Zya's yellow eyes begin to glow purple as fiery blades appeared all around her body, each shooting towards someone, each deadly accurate and killing them instantly, except for her father and brothers which hit them still but not in a killing location. They all watched her in shock as she walked towards them, more blades appearing and hitting but still, she didn't kill them. She was soon right in front of them as her wings burst into flames beginning to light everything around on fire, but it didn't burn her. She created a few more blades pinning them all to the ground then walking away as the area around them began to light on fire and surround them, and to kill them.

The fire quickly spread through the castle as everyone inside was killed with in the flames. Zya walked calmly out of the castle and a little ways off she stopped as the herb the Xweetok had used began to wear off a quite and sad sobbing began to be heard and tears started flowing from Zya's eyes. After a minute she fell to her knees bringing her hands up and covering her face as she cried more shaking her head in disbelief. "I... I... father... mother... brothers... everyone...no!" She whimpered between sobs. Something then appeared behind her smirking "Job well done" It said as Zya jumped turning around but unable to stand, it was the black xweetok again. "Get away from me!" Zya screamed trying to back up but just tripped, she was still too weak to move much.

The Xweetok came down besides her chuckling "You can't change what happened now can you?" He asked a sly smirk on his face. Zya looked at him with fear and sadly tears still flowing steadily from her eyes "W...Why?!" The Xweetok chuckled "Because I wanted them dead, and it was easier to have you do it..." He said standing back up, towering over Zya "Now you're the only one to go!" He said as a red fiery sword appeared in his paw as he quickly brought it down at Zya. She screamed in fear as a purple flamed barrier appeared around her body, he looked at her in shock "What?! You shouldn't be able to use the powers any more!" He yelled in rage attacking her more but the barrier continued to protect her. It quickly shot out blades at him as he yelled in pain falling back, he wasn't dead but he was unconscious now. Zya as quickly as she could stand and ran away, the tears never stopping.

For a month she hide in the forests near by refusing to leave. Her spirit was broken, and her family, all of them where gone because of her. Day in and day out her lost sleep from sadness and got weaker from lack of food and water. She didn't ever care if she died right then and their. One night she finally fell asleep from weakness but that would have been the night she never woke up.

Zya woke up days later to the crack of s fire, and she felt warmth she hadn't felt in over a month. She slowly opened her eyes when she finally noticed; she was in a bed, warm blankets over her. She turned her head a little looking around as she felt a cloth fall off her forehead. That's when she saw someone come up beside her from another room, a green Xweetok, with blue eyes like a jewel. She smiled down at her "Well, I see your awake finally young one" She said picking up the cloth that had fallen from her forehead and putting it into a bowl of water. "Where am I?' Zya asked weakly and confused. The Xweetok smiled at you "I found you unconscious in the woods near my house" She explained "I brought you back here. What happened? Are you ok? Your shoulder is in bad condition, did something happen?" She asked. Zya looked at her sadly as tears once again formed in her eyes "T...They are..." She whimpered her voice breaking. The Xweetok sighed a little putting her paw on Zya's head "Don't worry. You don't have to tell me" She said calmly "Just rest" Zya nodded quickly falling back asleep.

Zya stayed in the Xweetoks, who she later learned her name was Kisa, house and began to get stronger but her spirit was still broken and sad. She soon learned that Kisa lived in the forest to work on making medicines and other kinds of herbs to help people. She also knew a lot of magic and spells that Zya watched her do. Kisa often asked Zya what happened to her in the forest but Zya always was unable to say a word about it. Kisa, seeing that Zya had something horrible happen to her before she found her offered her something. It was a spell she could do to suppress the bad memories that haunted Zya, but of course there was a cost. It would only hide the worst of the memories and only a select few that Zya could choose, she would have to have something with her at all times, the idem would be what hid the memories away and if she ever took it off, the memories would come back.

Zya agreed instantly not caring for what it would cost; she just wanted to forget it all! Kisa created the headband she now always wears and because of the headband Zya's worst memories, of when she had killed everyone in the castle disappeared from her memory. Soon after she was well enough to leave Kisa's house and travel around more. For a few years all she did was travel all across the area and loved all of it. With out those few memories she was able to move on, and though she can't remember any more of the memories the headband hides she knows to never take it off for fear of reliving those memories again.

Over time Zya started to be able to use strange fire powers, which now she had no real control over and didn't even know why she had them, and she didn't know why her wings where different now compared to her memories of her childhood but she doesn't care not wanting to know. She knew that if she didn't remember, she didn't want to know.

Soon enough she heard tales of a Forest hidden in the mountains, a place where many, many Xweetoks lived. All kinds with all kinds of powers and abilities. Out of curiosity Zya decided to find this forest and see if what everyone said was true.