Bahamut, his eyes blood red, was walking on an island at the coast, that much he knew. But the rest was a blur, what he was, how he got here, everything. He was wandering pointlessly, though staying out of the open.

Soon the sounds of horse's hoof's beating on the ground where sounded... as a figure in the distance slowly came into view.... A woman wearing that robes of a mage but a elvish saber and Chankarm hung at her side. Her eyes where wild like that of a pure mustang, but her eye color was different... a very light blue with a tint of purple. Black, raven hair hung down to her waist and chin-length silver bangs hung down infront. Her rodes, where made of some sort of martierial that seemed to turn multi colored when the sun hit it, though normally blue in color. But her mount was most curious, for she rood upon the back of a Nightmare... with a coat black as her hair and it's eyes seeming to contain the fires of hell. When the woman came into view she slowed down her stead. a smirk played upon her lips and she raised her chin a little, her stead bringing it's head up. It was Sierra and it looked like as thought she had changed.... really changed.

He recognizes her, his eyes wide, and he jumps off the road, into a side cave, waiting for her to pass, so he could sneak up on her. Part of him said not to, but he didn't recognize it, only the voice of his master telling him to kill her.

Sierra pet the Nightmare whispering something into it's ear... she took a look around, riding past Bahamut's hiding place with no suspicions. soon turn of the road and dismounting herself saying to it "eitha" and the nightmare left. She let the sand cast over her bare feet with a smirk. the Ocean, but something wasn't right.....

Bahamut was right behind her, snarling silently, his Demon Sword drawn, held in his right hand while his left is on a Masterwork Scimater. His red eyes had hatred in them, and the other voice was smaller now.

She heard the snarl..... glaring back and instinctively, twirled round drawing her sword, all color that was left draining from er face as she looked in his eyes "Bahamut..."

He stops for an instant, then shakes his head and swings the Demon Sword at her, with the intention of slicing off her head.

she parries, caught off guard, she almost loses her footing... she had a nervous look on her face almost seeming to know what was going on "Bahamut what are you doing?!?!?!" she cried, in utter bewilderment (sp?) jumping back, form him, preparing to defend.

"How do you know my name, girl?!?You took everything from me by escaping! Everything!"He slashes again, pulling out the scimater at the same time."I will make you pay!"

Sierra, was caught by utter surprise... hair falling gently back, waving with her movement to block "I don't know what your talking about!..." the it hit her like a ton of bricks... this was all two confusing and worse yet, fighting on sand was not one of her strong points.

"Oh yes you do. I attacked your home a while ago, under orders, but you escaped me with only a scar."He slashes again, and again, with both blades.

she defended, slowly being backed up to the water... she couldn't swim, this wasn't good. One of the swords tips caught a piece of her arm, leaving a gash goign sideways. She flinched back from the pain... crimson blood slowly leaking down her arm "So... it was you all along!!!" she attack striking at his left.

[COLOR=red]He laughs."Yes, me. Not the Bahamut you know and love, but me!"He slashes at her."This pitiful part of me loves you, yet he can't stop me."

Sierra glared at him, blockign then thrusting for this heart "You forget!! he's the god of fire!!! and if he can't then I will!!" Her, might and anger reflected in her strength and speed. Her robes restricing he from moving away ast enough from attack, but she was an elf or at least half.

[COLOR=red]He goes again, then freezes."You!T-this cant be happening!"the left eye was blue."S-Sierra, I...."He thrashes, then collapses, unconsionse(sp?)

she dropped her saber, then shook her head "better then expected," she mumbled softer to herself. ripping a little stripp from her dress and soaking it with water ringign out most of the water then folding it, laying the damp cloth on his head... removing the weapons from his hands gently she tossed them away. Great evil and yet a heart pure of gold, she looked at him for a moment, her eyes with hold tears of anger and sadness. she never wanted it to be him, she kept her distance and waited. knowing he would be alright, wading her feat in the water.... looking around even though she knew no one was there.

After a while he moves slightly. He felt something on his head, and when he took it, he opened his eys and saw the wet pice of dress. He saw his swords a ways away, then looked around and saw Sierra."Hello, Sierra. Um, what happened?"One of his eyes was still red.

Sierra turned her head to face him, a smile sprang on her face and she hugged/tackled him "your alright!" she was smiling so happily at him, the sun light radiating her light colored skin and her raven hair.

"Uh, yea, I am. Was I sick or something? And how did I get here? And your hurt!"He had finally noticed the gash on her arm.

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She looked at her arm, and gave a weak smile... "oh no it's nothing really" she held her hand over it and flinched a bit when she touched it, saying in a calm tone "you should be worrying about yourself..." she looked noticing the eye color difference, shrinking back a bit "your eyes are a different color"

"Huh?"he goes over to the water and sees his reflection then whirls around."What happened, I know you're hiding something from me."

"I am not" she tried to look offended, but she never was the best at acting.

He glares at her."Yes you are Sierra."

She bit her lip and looked at the ground, then said whispered silently "Your tired to kill me..." she got to her feet, brushing the sand off her dress, spreading her wings and shaking the sand off them.

"I-I what?"He says in shocked disbeleif."B-b-but how, why?"

"well it was you, but it wasn't... yo, ITS REALLY CONFUSING!!!!" Sierra ;ppled at him "I just--... I just can't be arpund you anymore, it's too dangerous for the both of ous. You have a hear of pure gold Bahamut, but also a Great Evil resides in your soul"

He nods, unshed tears daring to be shed."I understand Sierra. I understand. I will miss you...."He sighs, then starts to off along the beach thinking to himself.

"Bahamut, wait!!" she called out to him rushing to grab his swords, glidding to get infront of him, her cheeks went crimson "these I believe are yours..." she handed him his schimitar and demonsword.

"Oh, thank you..."He sheathes them, but stops where he is, and sits down on the sand.

She blinked, oddly confused at this, she bent her head down to level with his "what are you doing?"

"I'm sitting here, thinking. Why?"He looks at her questioningly, hurt still in his eyes.

Sierra smiled for a moment, then kissed him, befor standing back up straight and then she walked pas thim, fliping her hair back, snatching her saber from the ground and sheathing it getnly, befor whistling for her mount.

He just sits there for a while then he flies off