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There was endless rage in that person, a rage that she did not know could exist. She felt herself being engulfed into that endless rage feeling it enter her, invading the very recesses of her mind and letting her enter into his. She looked towards the shadow in the middle of the storm he was kneeling on the ground a scream that sounded more like a howl escaped his throat And then the world became nothingness. She was left falling or was she really falling? Wasn't she just in the same place it was just the wind that made it feel like she was moving? Yes she decided that was the truth. But still she stayed in this endless night her body shaking with the violence of the rage,a rage that she had never seen in any animal or human.
“ Yechon!” the tittle startled her. she knew she had heard it before but where? “Yechon!”
her eyes slowly awakened to see a tall man in a white robe looking at her with worry in his eyes. She stood up looking around the room to remind herself where she was.
“ so you have awaken Yechon Seranja” she looked at her Yevon, her teacher, he was in his 40's but one could not tell by looking at him. His hair had grown white but still seemed to fight age as random hairs stayed with there original auburn color. his eyes though the yellow of a wild cat still had a softness to them and his skin seemed to be frozen in how he looked at his 20's. That and the fact that his hands where always shaking and had paint on them always made him look like an odd sight even to the older Yevon's.
“Yevon Strich why have you come to my chambers?” he just laughed a laugh that brightened the room, for as he did the candles in the room alighted.
“ ah young one you don't have to use the formal greeting of the school. You had a dream”
“ is that so unusual considering my talent?” he looked at her and for a second she could see the fire coming back into his eyes making his eyes look feral once more. Seranja had never seen a wild cat before some said they where extinct. But thanks to some of the books left in the old library where Strich lived she saw some pictures of them.
“ yes. This was different from any dream you could have had.” he handed her some scrolls and let his flying ink and pen come to her. “ draw, write. Just make sure you remember what you dreamed we will call you soon.” he stood up and left leaving the girl to just let her fingers do what they willed. over and over the hands tried to draw the figure she had seen in her dreams.

Yevon Strich walked trough the hallways of the Yefah building. The Yefah was one of the ancient schools and it was different from other mage schools. Each student had there own personal Yevon along with the regular classes. As he walked he felt the wind caress his white robe as the robe was covered with the wind it changed its hue to a light blue. the symbol for the Yevon's of the school was a light blue robe with a sash going over there right shoulder and the waist. Strich's sash was a dark orange. It appeared on him as he kept walking.
“Yevon Strich” the wind seemed to use the dust and the moonlight to make the image of a man about as tall as Strich in a light blue robe with a light orange sash.
“Yevon Ghan, what brings you here?”
“ your Chedas was wrong.” Strich smiled as he heard the old man speak.
“ if I may Yevon. My Chedas was white and I didn't carry my sash because I was sleeping when the power hit me.”
“it hit you?”
“yes.” as he turned a corner he was joined by the real Yevon Ghan. Ghan looked exactly like Strich except for his hair which seemed to turn darker the more time past. “ is the council ready?”

Seranja was walking as fast as she could the Yevon's would be waiting. The school was a large one it held within it at least 4,000 students comfortably at any given time. The dark orange robe she was wearing let all know that she was a student of the dreaming arts. The black dragon surrounding a red ball on her back showed what class she belong to. as she ran she remembered what she was first told of Yefah.
Yefah is a school for those that have magic talent and wished to enhance it. The school was illustrious for being built on the ground where the sage Yefah had a dream come to him telling him to come and help the forces of light against the dark forces which at that time where controlling most of the earth.
The building itself was within a large wall made of red stone, every so often one would see a small slit that served as a window for those guarding the school. the slits where surrounded by runes, once one got inside the walls they would see three buildings as tall as the wall. Each building was made of the finest quarts and marble. The gardens of the school provided fresh food and splendid views to all who walked by. Some of the flowers exhaled an aroma that calmed all who passed by
As she ran trough the columns of the hallway of the first building the columns turned orange pointing her in the way she had to go in. she took the path in between two buildings that would take her where she needed to be..
She was breathing hard as she made it to the marble white door with the picture of a phoenix encased in what she had come to learn was a Serpent. This was the room where the Yevon's met to listen to the dreams of the Yechon's. She touched the door, it faintly glowed red letting her know they where listening to a dream at the moment. So she patiently waited by the wall
“had a dream?” she was startled by the voice of another Yechon. She turned to face the wall. a dark haired man who was a little taller then her emerge from it. His soft ice blue eyes enhanced his warm smile. His robe was a light orange telling her he studied the arts of uncovering secrets, and of hiding them.
“Yechon Dreach how are you doing?”
“ you do know you don't have to call me that.”
“ I know, but still we are in school” he just laughed And looked at the scrolls in her hand.
“ it seems many people have had dreams today .i think you will be the last one they will see tonight. Well I think you can go in.”
after saying that he disappeared back into the wall. She smiled, aside from her Yevon the only other male she talked to on a regular basis was the eccentric Dreach, it was said that he was the son of one the Yevon's which explained how he got away with hiding in the shadows of the Yevon's private meetings
The door opened and she walked inside. The room of the Yevon's is a very spacious room but also very dark. the only thing that could be seen was the thirteen pure flawless marble thrones they sat in.
“ Yechon Seranja what have you to show this council?”
she bowed once to each throne and got on her knees. she drooped her papers and opened her right palm. a small blue candle appeared in her hand. She closed her eyes and focused on the power that she always felt at the fringes of her mind she then began to hum. first low then gaining a pitch till it seem the whole room was alive with her humming. She then open her mouth and sounds that where not human came out. as she let the sounds come out of her mouth she pured the wax of the candle unto the paper. She opened her eyes and picked up one of the papers.
As she did she felt the vein of power pulsing trough it. she breathed on it and the paper burned leaving nothing of it but the ink which hanged over her head like vapors. She did the same which each page then she closed her eyes and touched the ink with her finger the pulse of the magic on the ink and her own magic became one and the ink took shape. It showed the shadow of a man.
Seranja closed her eyes. As the ink showed her dreams she relived it, she saw the man holding his head the beginnings of the storm just in his feet as little lights played around as leafs do on a light fall breeze. The man put his head down while still grabbing his head, there was tension in the air and the lights began to swirl faster after a few more seconds the storm began as the rage seem to begin to build up. As it did it lashed out trying to grab a hold of anything. The man let out that scream that seem like a howl and the storm intensified. He fell on his knees letting the storm of rage fill him up letting the rage seek out a place to go, and as always the rage found her.
Then she felt something that she never felt in the rage she felt a longing coming from the male. Then another new thing he turned and saw her. using one arm he made a circle in the air his rage parting where his finger went. then he made a slash on the circle and she could see the word forbidden coming out of his mouth. The storm vanished and in a moment of clearness she could see the marks of battle on his body. And for that moment she wondered why a warrior would know magic. Then she was forcibly expelled she felt her body hit a wall.

Yevon Strich held tightly to his throne. The other Yevon's noticed but remained quiet as was custom. as she was thrown into the wall he was glad that his son was training with his brother. Dreach stepped from the shadows holding her he began walking to the middle of the room
“this was not part of her dream?”
“no.”
“can you show us what was supposed to happen.”
Strich stood up and walked to her body. Dreach stepped away from the body knowing he would not be able to take what his father would do.
Strich touched Seranja . And the ink that was now in her body vanish showing all the Yevon's what was supposed to happen. One stood up and went to Seranja.

Seranja opened her eyes feeling the pulse of a great power in her body. She saw Strich sitting next to her bed.
“Yevon Strich?” he looked at her. “ what am I doing in my room?”
“ do you not remember? While you where showing us your vision you actually had one.”
“his scars.”
“scars?” he raised an eyebrow , and started going over the vision in his head.
“ yes his whole body was filled with scars that I have only seen in battle worn warriors.”she yawned. “ he wants something. I do not know what but he wants something”
as she fell asleep Strich sighed. “ Dreach watch over her.” he stood up and left the room. As Strich walked trough the hallways the columns shone bright red to show him where he was needed. It did not take him long to reach his own room. As he opened the door he was not surprised to see the other Yevon's waiting for him.
“ how is she?” Strich sat down letting his face become one of stone. They where Yevon during there meetings the only thing that mattered was the grater good sentimentalities would come after the meeting.
“ my Yechon is doing good so far, I have left Dreach to look after her until the sun comes out.”
“ how is she?” Strich could not help but smile the same question with different meanings.
“ her pulse is stable as is everything about her. Tough she did tell me something that I did not expect..”
“what might that be Yevon?”
“ she said he is longing for something.”
“ he is?”
“ yes that and he is a warrior.” at hearing those words the mask of indifference fell from all the Yevon for a second, when they put there masks back one of them did all the talking.
“ a warrior? As we all know dreams cannot be questioned. Why she had visions of such a man i do not know. He is a warrior we all know that non of our talents can let us see lies in this building, we also know that one who fallows the path of magic cannot truly become a warrior as least not one who can have the marks of a true warrior. We also know that whatever magic he was using was powerful enough to stop the vision. Yevon Ghan?”
Ghan yawned. the mist of his breath traveled the room bringing a book to him. He opened it letting the symbol that the man had written appear in the air.
“ this symbol can mean anything. back when the world had no magic it was used to symbolize the word 'stop' and to say 'do not trespass' only masters of the dark arts are known to be able to effectively use it. For if the right word is not said one can be stopped by themselves.
“ so no one of the light can use it?” she asked
“ I myself have used it to make sure Dreach is not in this room.” as he said this he let the lights increase, Strich was surprised by the big symbol that was on the ceiling. “it took a lot of energy, and it gave me a sense of too much power. In essence it is a barrier and harmless. But as we all saw whoever did this is at least a lower Yevon in skill to be able to use it that way.”
from the air of interest Ghan could tell they wanted to learn more. He closed the book shattering the silence .
“ the word he used was forbidden. He used this spell to shut of her visions. We wont be hearing of him anytime soon, and I should report if it were not for our runes and wards she would not be able to even awaken.”
“thank you Yevon Ghan, Yevon Strich she is your Yechon what would you suggest we do?”
“ is that question asked of me as a member of the thirteen ? Or as a Yevon?”
“as a Yevon.”
“i am worried.” he let his mask fall his face suddenly seemed dangerously close to losing its youth. “whatever he did was powerful enough to enter our walls. I have read that book countless time and I know that spell in and out. I am amassed at the use my brother managed to get from it, from what I understand to use that word with that spell takes a lot of concentration. The vision could also have come from the past or future we cannot tell. But whomever this person is, and whatever the reason she had this dream.... I shall look for the answers as soon as I can, but I have a feeling we will be dealing with one of the sealed ones or there watchers.”
“what makes you say that?” he pointed to the ceiling which was already breaking. The seal Ghan had made was visibly being dismantled.
“it seems I must now dream. So go.” they all took there leave leaving the youngest of the Yevon's to sit in a chair the seal broken he felt the pulse of magic take his body over. Ghan stayed behind and watched as his brothers eyes turned completely white. Ghan said a quick prayer hoping that the vision would be sent by the gods instead of a watcher.