Okay, I'm knew at this whole fanfic thing so.. um no flames pleaze.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story that remotely resembles Tamora Peirce's god like work. *sigh* but I wish I did... oh, and this will be a tamora pierce story I just haven't gotten to that part yet *sigh* God, I didn't no writing would be so.. never mind Um. yeah.. *** means point of view change. though the point of view changes continuously. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.!!! Stupid crap won't show italicized and bold so '' that means thoughts and [] means Darks thoughts. And later it will mean Blakes thoughts Okay. Byz Prologue:

The village was wrapped in silence in the darkness of the fog. Quite unusual this fog was, though I myself didn't know how fogs usually acted. I chuckled softly to myself. Obviously the fog wasn't the only thing that was unusual today. 'I know I'm not suppose to be here, but I have to see her one more time.' She wouldn't understand why I have to leave. She was so innocent, but no one would accept a human and centaur marriage. 'I've told her repeatedly but she's so stubborn.' Suddenly a wry smile spread across his features. 'Though I wouldn't have her any other way.' The fog swirled around him gently caressing his body. He shivered all of a sudden. 'It feels like it's. assessing me. trying to find my weakness.' [Don't be silly,] a cold and calculating voice said in his head, [I'm just trying to find the best way to kill you quietly.] A cruel chuckle escaped in his brain, making the centaur freeze up. [Don't be scared,] said the voice, [I'll try to make your death as painful and tortuous as possible.] The centaur never even had a chance to scream as the fog slowly crept around his still figure. He was enveloped in a swirling mist and not even a moan could escape the death trap that he was in. The immortal vanished and slowly the fog took shape into a darkly cloaked figure. He snickered softly, [At least I still got a sense of humor.] His stomach growled softly. [Hmmm.. I'm still hungry. Being stuck in the divine realms for so long without nourishment can take its toll on someone.] And he slowly walked into the ever-creeping fog. The fog enveloped him like an old friend and hid him from view, as if it had a mind of it's own.

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What a desolate village, no dogs, no worthy humans to feed on. I think I'm in the mood for royal blood today. He slowly walked up the hillside once more. He changed into a hawk and flew to an open window, peeking inside. They're stood a lovely royal lady. Her shoulders were bare and her waist slim and tiny, tapering down into full hips. She was in her chemise swaying to an unknown tune in her head. He was strangely. attracted to her. Not as in, me hungry, you food. But as in, me want you and me gonna have you. He slowly changed back into the darkly clad figure, minus the cloak. He wore midnight blue breeches and a white billowing shirt. He dropped off the windowsill and landed softly in her room. Just waiting for this unusual specimen to turn around.

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She was dreading the time when her new betroth would come into her chambers. She put a sleeping draught in his drink but that would only buy her a few hours. Abruptly she felt a pair of eyes on her. She shivered, but not in fear. Slowly she turned around as a handsome, man?, came towards her. She looked up past long tapering legs, a strong flat stomach and lean muscled arms into his eyes.. and froze. They were impossibly dark. 'were they dark green? or are they black? maybe their blue?' And slowly he spoke to her.....

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"You are the one I will mate with tonight. You are one of the few humans that will I be able to mate with. Be prepared for an experience you will never have again." 'Cocky isn't he?' She thought as she turned to view him fully. His lips curled in an amused grin as if he had caught her thought.

"My name is Fiona of .." she started to say, but he cut her off. "My name, dear Fiona, is Dark. Shall we proceed?" and he slowly walked towards her. Unwillingly, or was it willingly?, she walked into his arms. and the night began.

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I lay in bed replete. 'Boy did he have a reason to be cocky.' She laughed softly to herself. He had left her just minutes before saying he would be back. She doubted he would but she had her memories. Unbelievably she fancied herself in love in that short time of passion. The door opened and her betrothed walked in. "Are you ready my dear?" he said. Oh god, how can I... but she stiffened with resolve and lay back down. Trying to think of Dark as her betrothed touched her. [You will have a daughter, she will be mine. You will name her Blake and you will love her as you love me.] The voice resounded in her head and she screamed. Her betrothed looked up from his exploration of her body. "Wow, you're a quick one aren't you?!" he said with a slight sneer. 'Let him think what he wants.' she thoughy bitterly. And a tear escaped her eyes as a soft kiss fluttered across her cheek, [and as I undoubtedly love you too, though it amazes me why I should love a mortal.] And with that he left. leaving her bereft and alone.

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*3 years later* "Blake stop whining so! Okay, okay, if you must know how to handle a sword you must practice first with a wooden one." Lady Fiona of Encress and others looked on lovingly as Blake wobbled steadily on two sturdy legs. She was without a doubt a very unusual child, already she wanted to learn the sword and how to fight. And Fiona obliged her happily. Seeing her beloved in Blakes dark eyes, 'so like his.' Interrupting the happy mood her husband, Lord Ginu, of Encress stormed in.

"Will you guys quiet down! How many times do I have to tell you not to encourage her strange ideas Fiona!" He walked towards his wife and gently caressed her cheek, then with a quick motion slapped her across her face. Everyone quieted down, Blake staring expressionless at her father. Her mother looked down ashamedly at being treated so in front of people she loved and respected, though servants. 'Why do I let him do this to me? Because I'll get killed if I don't.' she answered herself bitterly. Lord Ginu stalked off breathing heavily. Blake continued her practice, trying to bring a smile to her mothers face. Fiona looked on at Blake in wonder. 'Even at such an early age you know she'll be a beauty.' Her hair was white, in stark contrast with her red lips and dark eyes. 'Just like her fathers, I can't tell which color they could possibly be.' She sighed with relief thanking the gods once again that Lord Ginu didn't hit their daughter. And then more fervently thanking them that Blake looked like her mostly except for the eyes. If Lord Ginu had any suspicions he would kill Blake without a moments hesitation. She was so extraordinary. Already there was wisdom behind those dark eyes, and she could learn fighting techniques and sword wielding at such an early age. But sometimes she wished that Blake would talk more. Only Fiona and some very close servants have had the privilege to talk and be talked to by Blake. 'She tries so hard to make me happy.' and laughed softly as Blake fell down. Knowing that Blake did it to make her smile, 'Blake has never let herself fall ever since she was 4 months old.' Blake walked with a controlled grace that Fiona knew she would never have, and which Fiona suspected her love had exactly walked like. A whisper walked across her ear and down her lips softly kissing her like He did so many years ago. She closed her eyes, savoring the feel. [My love, when the time comes you will let her become what she wills.] Just like before a tear trickled slowly down her cheek. 'Whatever you want my love, she's so much like you! I miss you so much.' [I will be with you always, remember that.] And she smiled softly, as his presence drifted away once more. She opened her eyes to the slight tugging of her sleeve. Dark eyes looked up at her worriedly. Suddenly she picked Blake up and hugged her tightly. 'I'll remember my love. Always.'

AN: I think that's MUCH better then my first story. Well, pleaze review, and no flames please. My hands are aching too much to say anything funny soo... BYZ! It will probably get impossible to understand when I have to combine a certain someone and another certain someone's thoughts at the same time. If you guys have any suggestion on how to do these whole thoughts things... OOOOOO and if you could help me with names. As you can see, I SUCK with names. Lol. It took me like 5 min. just to come up with their names.