Published on July 22, 2004 By Phantomcorrupt In Non-Fiction
Doane came forth with a New flurry of attacks almost as though he was taking a whole new fighting style.Shacos sword unoffically deflected each attack as fatigue washed over his entirety.His muscles began to ache with Weariness and Doane finally struck such a blow that would knock shaco off his feet and to the ground left vulerable in which Doane struck and held his sword just behind the boys neck. With one foul stroke doane sheathed his weapon again on a wall and left shaco to his thoughts.
Persperation burned his face as he regained balance and stood onto his feet. Waves of emotion surged through him anger, fear,Pain,Fatigue,power. He again dropped to his knees and held his sword forth before him as he felt the Cold flames on his face.He concentrated hard and the flame dispersed with his emotion.He then layed it before his knees as he thought. Finally he came to a decision; he would not continue his training without his devoted friend with him. He called out to doane who entered the room with two cups of foul smelling concoction, Some kind of tea.
Doane handed him a glass and sipped from his own. "Drink then speak boy."
Shaco hesitantly cooperated and sipped the throat-singeing tea as he studied the man before him. He noticed a few small details,Most forth the Fatiguelessness of his face and body.He shook it off and sat the tea down and began with his proposition." I want to bring my assistant, my friend here to train with me.And I will only continue if you meet my demand."
Doane quickly leaped to his feet. And hit shaco with his suprising answer," You will leave tonight and return before the morning light with him, I will fetch you a cloak and you must leave immediately as night already grows steadily onto us.Doane quickly fetched a cloak from another room and tossed it to Shaco,"the city is only about a mile from here run swift and avoid eye contact." "Go now!"Doane pulled shaco to his feet and and wrapped the cloak around shaco and walked him out the cabin and tucked at dagger in his hand."

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