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The Battle of Scimitars and the Twin Black Swords

The Visitor

The cat's golden-amber eyes widens, his body stiffen as his little heart beats with anticipation as the young girl reaches under the seat towards his way. He didn't know what to do besides disappear but that will acquire him to use his magic which will alert other magic users in this world of his presence and he doesn't need more on his plate.

As the white silver gloved hand reached far enough to touch him, he had no choice but to react which is tightening his ears flat on his small angular head and growled a warning to the gloved hand.

The young Lady who noticed the cat's presence flinched at the sudden growl under the seat. Her two guards and guardian looked at her oddly as she looks further under the seat. The guardian in red and silver robes reacted first with a hint of distaste in his deep voice, "Young Lady, what in Gods name are you doing?!" She didn't respond or even heard his voice as she tries to get a better look on their intruder with her head placed slightly above the carpeted floor then saw two bright yellowish-green orbs staring back at her from the dark; they glared at her as if warning her not to come near. Oh! She thought in shock of their appearance then relaxed when she realize what they belong to.

"My Lady, please rise from the filthy carpet at once!" Her guardian nagged. "You can't afford to dirty your clothes!" She rolled her eyes as his constant nagging but obliged and went to her knees. She looked at the three men who are staring at her in shock and question. She shrugged her small shoulders.

"I found a cat under the seat," she said with great interest in her clear, gentle voice. Her pale blue eyes sparkle with delight and curiosity that they almost appear to be silver.

The men in the carriage looked at her as if she gone insane. The man in the red and silver robes shook his head which made the hood fall even further over his face, he noticed and quickly pulled the hood back on top of his head that revealed his well trimmed black breaded face and piercing green eyes that seemed to glow under the shadowing of the hood.

"Now now, my Lady," he said gently with a slight snicker and annoyance in his voice. "You know very well that there is no animal within this carriage because it is well sealed from the any outside intruders." Until now, of course, the cat thought smugly with a mental snicker. "Nothing small or big can invade this carriage while we're in here," the man in the red robes try to convince her but she stood her ground or more kneeling as she stared hard at him with those powerful pale blue eyes then she crossed her arms on her chest and made a huff sound from her throat as if like a child being told that they're wrong. The cat almost gave her applause for her bravo but right now he needs to get out and fast before he gets discovered fully. He does not want to be somebody's pet.

The thief on top of the carriage straighten when the carriage did then put the small chest into his black tunic before looking for the cat with great concern. When he began to hear voice stirring within the carriage, he knew instantly the group inside woke up from the sudden bump from earlier. Shit! Now what? He thought with frustration. He had to find a way for the cat to escape without being noticed but how? He rubbed his chin with his left hand then heard a quick whip sound behind him. He turned then smiled mischievously. Behind him was the carriage driver how whipped the two large white stallions with the flick of the reins. The driver wears a black cloak that is tightly closed about him thing frame and a broad brimmed beige hat that is closely similar to the thief's but it was tarted and worn out from many use over the years. The driver doesn't have any knowledge that he's being watched or being sneaked up on as the thief slowly crawl towards him with that mischievously glee on his face and eyes which now glow violently violet.

"But there is a cat under there!" The young Lady insisted while still have her arms crossed over her chest. Her guardian in red and silver robes shook his head while the two guards chuckled at this adorable yet amusing scene.

The guardian groaned warily. "Enough of this argument. We've been doing this ever since your were a babe."

"But you seem to quite enjoy it," one of the guards, which is the leading officer of this small group, said with a chuckle. The younger guard laughed at that statement. The guardian in red and silver robes send him a leer of warning but the other guardian only laughed at that. Once again, the man in robes sighed but with more frustration than weary.

"Ignoring that," the man in red and silver robes replied with some spite in his voice.

The thief crawled behind the driver carefully and quietly as possible until he knelt right behind the oblivious driver. Thief mentally chuckled. I haven't done this in a while, thought the thief as he reached towards the hood of the black cloak about the driver's shoulders.

The guardian then looks at his young Lady who is still on the dirty carpet floor in her white clothes."Please return to your seat, my Lady," he said with some distaste returning back into his voice. "You don't know if the carriage will-" but before he could finish, the thief grabbed the hood of cloak which pulled the driver back with little chance to get out an yelp of surprise then the thief wrapped it around his head which covered and crushed the hat he wears. The thief then reached for the reins before they fell and yank them back towards his way. The horses gave out a neigh of shock and surprise as the reins rings them back, they stood on their hind legs and shook their front limps wildly before settling them down back on the grovel road.

Everyone in the carriage heard and fell forward from the seats to the front seats. The man in the red and silver robes fell from his seat which lands between the older guard's legs and the young Lady in white flew forward on her knees as the young guard caught her within his arms before she could further injuring herself. The cat under the seat was slightly thrust forward from his hiding place with a loud yowl of surprise then quickly hides back under the seat before anyone saw as the carriage settles back. All look around in shock.

The guards surrounding the carriage watched and stopped their horses in shock as the carriage halt so suddenly, tipping slightly forward then settled back down. They were about to shout at the driver for why he stop so suddenly when they saw him in a peculiar position; the driver was flung forward as well from his seat but was lucky to have his long black cloak to keep him from falling as it was caught on the edge of the wooden seat with him hang slightly to the side with his hood twisted about his head. The driver panicked as he tries to unwrap the tight woven hood around his head, screaming at the of his lungs as his yelling muffles through the fabric. Two guards instantly hopped off their mounts and ran towards the helpless driver whose seem to have a problem getting the fabric off to breathe. Each took hold of his arms and set him down on the ground before one of them helped loosen the fabric enough for the driver to furiously yank it off his head which made his broad hat fall off. The driver's face was red from not only trying to get fresh air through the thick fabric but also from anger at someone who would do such an act. He looked furiously at each guard around him with those dark eyes that seem to glow powerful amber in the night.

"A'right, who done this? Who had done this to me head?!" He screamed with outrage. All guards were a bit taken back by the accusations and anger from the driver but they can't blame him for it.

The door of the carriage swung open with a loud bang as four, mainly three, flustered occupants hopped out with a confused and dazed lady within their circle. The young guard gracefully helped his young Lady from the carriage to stood near the other guardians which the two are sizing the driver.

"What in Gods heavens were you thinking?!" Screamed the red and silver robed guardian. "Do you know you have easily killed our Lady without a thought? How could you be so careless?!"

The driver glared harshly back at the robed guardian before speaking, "I wouldn't have if I weren't blinded by me hood! Someone came up on me and blinded me sight with me cloak! I don't know who did it but I know I didn't do it." All were a little disgruntled about the man's story but then there weren't any strong winds and they weren't riding fast so how could the man's cloak be wrapped tightly around his head? The question was left unanswered as the red and sliver robed guardian shook his head.

"Really? You expect me to believe in such nonsense?" He scoffed. The driver leered at him more.

"Believe what ye believe," he replied in a undertone voice. "But I know someone was behind me when it happened and I want to know who!"

While they argued with each other, no one noticed a black lithe form a cat sleathfully crawling out from the carriage before trotting away from the scene. Not one guard noticed him, not even their mounts as they stood there baffled by the story and what they witnessed. He trotted as far as he could from the guards until he felt more than heard the thief near by.

The thief rode out the whole event before leaping off the carriage and stood near the edge of the forest, waiting the cat to appear. When he saw the black creature trotting towards his way, he instantly met him half way to stand before him.

;What took ya? ; The thief thought with a slight chuckle. His hands were place firmly on his hips as he stares down at the cat. The cat looked with a glare that shimmered his yellowish-green eyes into bright amber before they dull again to yellow as if weary of hearing the thief's smug thought.

;Don't start now; The cat thought back with annoyance. ;You weren't there when I was trapped and have no where else to go but under the seats. One of them was about to find me but miraculously, the carriage stopped with a sudden halt which send them and me flying; Then the cat eyed the thief a little more before thinking ;I don't know rather I should thank you or pummel you for nearly killing me; Thief only smiled mischievously at the cat before bending down at his knees to pick the cat up. The cat took the invitation and climbing on his arms which the cloak of invisibly covered him as well as he stretched himself about the thief's shoulders.

As the thief was about to disappear for good, the red and sliver robed guardian stopped in mid sentence of his rant towards the driver and turned around to look beyond the young Lady and the line of guards at the edge of the group. Staring beyond the edge he felt or sense a tiny bit of magic near so he began to chant an old hum of his ancestors with a low and deep musical tone in his voice,

"Come forth the Spirits of this land

And reveal to me the truly lies beneath

the cloak of darkness."

With that magic seemed to woven about him then lunged forward towards the direction that called to his attention. The young Lady and the two guards knows what he's doing and turned to that direction as well with great interest and concern. The guards at her sides held tightly to the hilts of their swords, ready for battle that's about to come.

The cat suddenly felt magic heading towards they way which alerted the thief as he turns to the magic source which is the man in red and silver robes.

"A wizard?" The thief asked more to himself than to the cat on his shoulders. The cat growled.

"It seems so. Sin, move now," the cat ordered which Sin obliged. He leaped to the right further away from the woven green and golden tendrils of magic heading towards him but apparently the tendrils are being manipulated by the man in red and silver robes because they change direction towards his way. Sin made a tsked sound from his teeth. Fuck! He swore in his head as he moved further away as far as he can from the tendrils when the clouds above began to dissipate and reveal black sky with white dots and the bright moon which send bright white rays upon the land and dancing shadows. One in particular belongs to the thief that is trying to get away. All noticed the only moving shadow on the grovel floor. The young lady gasped and one guard pointed towards the thief's way.

"Look! Sorcery!" He yelled at the others which the rest nodded.

"Yes, it appears our little fiend is under a cloaking spell which no one can see him physically, at least until light sends some truth," the man in red and silver robes indicated.

"That must be the thief who stole my precious treasure," the young Lady said with some distress in her small voice.

The leader of the group nodded and shouted, "Archers! To arms!" All soldiers pulled out their bows and arrows and strung them back, aiming at the runaway thief. "Aim!"

The cat heard the drawing of strings from where they are and gave a frustrated growl. ;Sin!;

"I know!" The thief screamed back then quickly slowed down his running.

"Release!" On command all arrows was sent flying over the thief's and cat's heads then landed just a few feet before them, making a small barrier that blocked their way. Sin stopped minutes before any of the arrows as well as his shadow landed and stared in awe of how many could have been fetal. Sin gave out an impressed whistle before turning slightly back towards their captors. Several men return their bows back in place on their saddles and dismounts with swords drawn. Each sword gleamed lusciously with anticipation as they trotted closer to the thief even though they couldn't see him. Sin rolled his eyes, as do the cat. They can't see the thief at all except for the shadow on the ground and yet expect Sin to be easily captured like any human or mortal in their case which he's not. As the soldiers drew near, the cat let out a exasperated sigh before turning to Sin.

"Let us go before they make fools of themselves," the cat said warily but noticed Sin wasn't moving, in fact, he wasn't even paying attention to him or their surroundings. Sin seemed to be staring off into another world where the cat reach even if he tried. The cat looked at the absent minded Sin then the now surrounding guards with drawn swords then back again. Sin's black eyes seem to fade into the shadowing of the broad hat and the cat begins to grow concern. "Sin?" He called out to the young thief but no anvil. Sin did not acknowledge his presence. The guards grew closer as if to see which one of them can find the physical body first before capturing him. The cat then grew concern for the swords that are closing in and looked at Sin with a desperate plea in his yellowish-green but golden-amber eyes.

;Sin?! ; He thought within Sin's head. Still nothing. The swords draw closer and closer until the cat couldn't take it anymore and risk revealing himself to the guards and to those magic users of this world. "SIN!" He screamed and with that he send a spine tingling magic shock wave into Sin's body which made Sin flinched and jump from where he stood then shook his head as if woken from a dream or trance which he was. Around them all guards and including the man and red and sliver robes heard the shout and only he felt the sudden tingle of magic coursing through his veins since he more sensitive to magic. All looked taken back by the scream and looked at each other with uncertainty if one of them shouted which of course none did.

Sin quickly regains his consciousness and looked around him before he crossed his arms and each hand clench a hilt of a sword then pulled them which send a ringing tune in the night air that caught the surrounding guards attention to the center of their circle, all in one quick fluid motion. The cat looked at Sin with wide eyes.

;Siiinnnn, what are you doing? ; The cat asked cautiously, already dreading the answer that was about to come as he saw a suspicious gleam in Sin's dark eyes that shined bright violet. With one single thought, Sin made him and the cat on his shoulders invisible again to the naked which every guard slightly jump back of the sudden appearance the thief in black clothing holding twin black swords in his hands. Sin smiled smugly at them before crouching down to the ground with his right ankle twisted slightly more to the right then he spin on the palm of his booted right foot as he left leg shot out which propel him to go faster into the spin. As he does this, he arms shot up with the twin black swords that hit and disarmed every single soldier that stood within a foot of him. Each soldier gave out a yelp of surprise as their swords fell and also to Sin's sudden movements but Sin wasn't finished. Sin then stopped spinning with the tip of his boot and use his left leg to help leap onto his feet with such grace that it was mistaken for a Surface Elf before using that momentum to subdue each soldier to the ground by clocking them near their temples with the hilts of his twin swords. One by one, each soldier crumble to the ground before they could reach for a dagger or their bows and arrows with a clanky thud thanks to that armor their wearing but it was not enough to protect their heads from Sin's powerful thrusts to the temples with end of the hilts of each sword. The cat did everything he could to hold on as Sin did this while growling or yowling for Sin to stop. Sin couldn't hear or didn't care what the cat wants as he side stepped, slide and hopped to on soldier to the next until the last one collapsed to the ground. Sin then stopped and stood before the rest of the group with his black swords ready in defense as he set them before his face like a fence from outsider while peeking between the swords.

The rest of the group stood in awe and fear as they watch how skillful and powerful this one person is before them. They couldn't believe they saw all that even though it happened in a flash for any human can follow. The thief had such fluid grace and skill in his dance as he disarmed every soldier and knocked them out to the ground, groaning in response, now he stood with his twin black swords since the metal work was a black as starless sky that gleam maliciously in the white rays of the moon, holding them before his face with his dark eyes looking between the swords that seemed to be glowing suspiciously bright violet or lavender.

"Y-you saw that?" One of the guards asked in a shaken voice. "He-he beat them all in one blow." All didn't reply to him but they mentally agreed with him. This thief was no regular thief at all but a monster. The man in red and sliver robes only scoffed and stepped forward.

"He must be using some type of casting that made him appear to faster and stronger than any human," the robed man tried to explain even though he was thoroughly shaken himself after seeing that display. The young Lady noticed this was very concern for her guardian. The robed guardian took a deep breath and begins to chant again which caught the now a dizzy cat ears. The cat flicked his ears towards the chanting and finally regain his barrings.

"Sin, we must go, NOW!" He said desperately which shockingly Sin nodded in response. That shocked the cat a little since Sin wasn't listening to him earlier and he wondered why but thought better of it. Sin then crossed his arms again and slide each sword back into their sheaths in one quick fluid motion again which a muffled ringing came into his ears with a soft click. Now that he knows they're safely secure in their sheaths, he turned and leaped over each armored soldier and the barrier of arrows before continue to run faster further down the road.

You will not escaping that easily, the robed man thought then thrusts his arms forward which send a wall of blue and violet flames towards the thief. The wall of flames flew harmlessly over the unconscious soldiers and arrows towards Sin's back. Sin could the heat increase behind as the light from the flames caught his eye as the shadows from near by trees danced before him and grew bigger then smaller as it got closer.

The cat saw this and concentrated with all him might then turns towards the walls of blue and violet flames with bright golden-amber eyes.

"A scaipeadh!(1) " The cat commanded in his powerful echo texture voice which boomed throughout the land. The robed man felt that power and watched in horror as his flames quickly quenched and died out into the cool air of the night as them same with the thief. Sin and the cat ran further away from their so called captors as they make a turn to the right as they follow the road. They have what they came for, now they must get away fast as they can before something else-

"SIN, DUCK!" The cat yelled at Sin which he gratefully followed and instantly buckled to his knees then slid on the grovel floor just as a sword came swinging into view, coming his way inches from his nose as he skidded under the blade. His hat came cleanly off his head which reveal his raven black hair that is tied into a tail at the base of his skull. When he was out of reach of the blade, Sin quickly hopped onto one foot which is his left and leaped back up to his feet then turns to look at his new assailant in a matter of seconds.

Standing before them was a figure cloaked in dark forest green that has a hood which covered half of their face and thanks to the lighting from the moon which made shadowing to cover their lower jaw, matching color schemes of his tunic and leggings, boots that reach to his below his knees, a chain mail over his clothes about his shoulders, a crossbow and arrows hidden carefully under the cloak and chest and weapon belt. The hooded figure pointed a curved sword towards Sin way as Sin stood from the short distance between them. The figure had an male appearance who stood about about a foot or maybe inches below Sin's chin which he stood about six foot. Sin notices the assailant was studying him or observing his black attire that made Sin smirk. Checkin' me out aren't cha? He thought with a smug. The assailant notices and kept the curved sword pointed towards him. The figure spoke in a calm polite tone but in a language that Sin doesn't under stand but it was close to English as he heard the words "who" and "what have you stolen?" Sin only response was a shrug to the figure telling him that he doesn't understand.

"Sin, it's Common tongue," the cat indicated to his right ear in a whisper. "Most dwellers which called Surface Dwellers in this world use this language to communicate. Enhance your speech quickly before he gets suspicious." Sin nodded and muttered a word which send a shiver throughout his body and head and before you know it, he understood the man before him when asked again but a bit more firm.

"Who are you and what have you stolen from those people?" He asked in a low musical voice that sooth a savaged beast.

Sin smirked once more before answering. "That depends...do you have anything worth wild?"


Drizzt

What have this thief stolen from those people? Drizzt thought while keeping an eye on the thief in black but using his infrared spectrum to body heated thief before him. He wasn't so sure what was worth fighting for but he try to aid anyone in need if he can. Both stood there, studying each other for a while until Drizzt's good keen elven ears caught whispering near the thief's general direction. Drizzt look high and low for that whispering for the owner and found nothing but a cat that perches comfortably but steadily on the thief's shoulders. What is the use of a cat? Drizzt wondered. Was it use for small crevices or nooks and crannies that even the thief can't slip through? Used for helping escape the impossible? There was something strange and odd about that cat and not just by well trained it was to stay perched on the thief's shoulder which felines are notorious creatures to never take orders from anyone but themselves but those bright yellowish-green eyes that seemed to glow with intelligence and wisdom like Drizzt's Guenhwyvar. Drizzt didn't dwell on that for long as he and the thief heard the running of booted feet and armor head their way. Thief turned to the gathering of the guards in silver armor which he gave a swore under his breath which Drizzt heard quiet clearly. One of the guards who seemed to be the leader of this group thanks to his more elaborated cloak with sliver trimmings and armor noticed Drizzt holding the thief at bay and gave him a approval nod and then pull out his sword as well. The rest follow in pursuit, leaving a metal ringing in the air for only a few seconds. The thief noticed the movement and only smirked smugly. Drizzt could tell he take this person lightly.

"Thank you, stranger but we'll take it from here," the Leader of the guards said as he steps forward in the thief's direction. Drizzt was about to argue but the thief spoke before he could.

"Really? After I took down almost half of your soldiers in a few seconds, you really think you could take me on again?" The thief asked in a smug tone. "Come to think of it, how is your soldiers? From looks of the faces each one standing before me right now, I say they're still asleep, huh?" The leader only glared at the thief but said nothing. The thief took that as a reply and only gave a crooked smile in return.

Drizzt knew that glare the leader is giving off quite well and many generals with short tempers, especially ones who are not fond of being the butt of the joke about their commanding over their soldiers. Drizzt knew that this leader will attack head on without a care to defeat and destroy this thief for insulting him. He must take hold of this situation before it gets out of hand. Drizzt step forward between the armored leader and the thief with his scimitars pointed in the dark figure's direction.

"Let me take care of this, sir," Drizzt with a firm tone that tells the leader of the soldiers not to argue with him further. The Leader was about to give Drizzt a hard glare but noticed his attire and instantly understood, Drizzt is a ranger. The Leader nodded and step back but stood ready to aid in anyway he can. Drizzt appreciate the courtesy gesture with a nod and with one swift movement held out his other scimitar before him with its twin. Maybe decorative weapons but they're still quite good in fighting.

The thief saw the stance and smiled then Drizzt heard the whispering again and the thief seem to heard as well because he nodded as a reply to it. Where is that whispering coming from? Drizzt wondered but those thoughts had to wait as the thief crossed his arms and each hand clench a hilt of a sword then pulled them which send a ringing tune in the night air. Drizzt stood ready in his fight stance with his two scimitars held tightly in his hands. Drizzt had time to study the twin swords; they were at least as long as the thief's lengthy arms, black metal that gleamed with delight within the moon's rays as if happy to be finally free from their sheaths, the smooth sheen of the hand crafted black metal seemed to otherworldly to Drizzt, a type of metal that he never seen before but he could sense something strange or wrong about those swords that he couldn't his elven figure on it.

Both now staring at each other, waiting for the one of them to move then that whispering makes its presence yet again and again Drizzt tries to pin point where it's coming from but found nothing. The thief gave a curtly nod before starting towards Drizzt with great speed and grace that Drizzt almost didn't see him coming. Drizzt quickly caught on before sinking both heels of his booted feet to the grovel ground as the thief's swords twin black swords connect with Drizzt's scimitars with great force that nearly knocked Drizzt off his feet and made a loud metal upon metal rang throughout night with some sparks but he stood his ground with a grunt and forcibly pushes back at the thief's sudden attack. Attacking head on...why would a stealthy thief do that? Drizz thought in wonder but understood as the thief suddenly buckles to his knees and shot his left in one swift motion, swinging at Drizzt's legs which Drizzt respond by jumping a few feet from the ground before the leg could make contact but then with great momentum the thief swung his left leg around which made him spin before Drizzt and shot up towards Drizzt's face. Drizzt almost didn't caught it but he saw the leg coming at the last minute and blocked it with his fore arms crossed before his face. Leg made contact with Drizzt's crossed arms with much greater force than the impact of the twin swords which made Drizzt grunt in from the quick sting and send him to the ground but Drizzt instinctively regain his balance and stood on his feet once again. But Drizzt didn't have time to recover as the thief came at him again but this with his right foot the swung the opposite way which made him spin on the heel of his feet once more before sending down towards Drizzt's right shoulder. Drizzt blocked it with his crossed arms and felt the strong impact of the leg hitting his arms which made him grunt again from pain that stung his arms. Drizzt then thrust his arms apart which propels the right leg from him before thrusting out his left arm with a scimitar in hand towards the thief's way with a graceful swing then the right arm followed closely behind.

Apparently the thief saw this outcome and leaned back from the first swing of the scimitar before arching his back to land on the palms of his hands with the twin swords clutched tightly but his thumbs as they touched the ground, doing a handstand for a only a second then curled his body away from the second swing from the twin weapon and land on his feet. The thief did this a few more times before landing a few feet away from Drizzt with his twin black swords raised before his face, horizontal to each other. This gives Drizzt time to recalculate his stragiety against the skillful thief.

I see, he uses the two attacks as a diversion before the real attack on the third on..., Drizzt thought with some impression in his thoughts but he kept that to himself and not show on his face even though no one can see it. He nodded and came with an idea that might just work in his favor. Alright, now it is my turn. With that he came at the the thief quick and swift before even the thief could realized it then swung his right scimitar then his left with a bit twist and flick of his wrists while keeping balance on his feet. A drow's balance is always absolute, without it, it means the end of you and Drizzt can thank that fact to his father was a great teacher.

The thief saw this and did the impossible that it even shock Drizzt, he mimic Drizzt's swift movements with his own flare as he dances left and right with his black twin swords gleaming in the moon light which send flashes of light as both Drizzt's scimitars and twin swords made contact. The sound of ringing metal upon metal sang into the night as both the thief and Drizzt dance their death dance together like graceful dancers in a ball. Drizzt never seen a human with such speed besides Montolio and he was blind! But this one, this had speed, agility and grace that can put an elf into shame. It was quite impressive to have an human close to his speed and strength but none more was impressed of this display than the armored guards who are watching the spectacle from a far, don't want to be caught in that mess.

The thief moved left then buckle again into a crouch and shot out his left leg which made him spin on the balls of his feet under Drizzt's vision. Drizzt leaped back and came on the thief with two of his scimitars in one move which the thief counter attack with a backwards leap of his own but on the ground. The thief lands on his hands with his twin swords in tow, curled up to bring in his knees to his chest and thrusts his legs out towards Drizzt's way. Drizzt foresee this action at the last minute and leaned back to have those feet grazed him by a hair but noticing the thief's right swung up towards his way with his black sword which made impact to his left rib. The thief hit Drizzt with the flat back of his blade that made Drizzt gave a yelp mixed grunt of sudden pain before Drizzt spin on his heel of his right foot then made his right scimitar make contact with the thief's black blade which made a clang sound into the night. The thief leaped back to his feet as Drizzt side stepped far from the his opponent to check his wounds. Both panted and slowly begins to sweat from their little dance. Drizzt panted and breathed heavily as the same with the thief before him who panting lightly compared to Drizzt. He only hit me with the back of his blade...why? Drizzt wondered as he went back to his fighting stance again as the thief did the same before him. Why would he do that? He had me right where he wants but then held back at the last minute? Is he toying with me? Then Drizzt noticed the black cat on the thief's shoulders was still there. And how is that cat still on his shoulders? It should have fallen off or hidden in the edges of the forest by now,Drizzt thought with amazement of the small creature that seemed to clutched tightly on the black fabric of the thief's clothes. What kind of creature is it? But suddenly the the thief seemed to looked off somewhere as if listening to something as the whispering increased even more than usual. There's that whispering again. Where is it coming from?


The Visitor known as Sin

Sin panted and sweated slightly as he danced with opponent for what it seemed about an hour or more, who knows? Sin loved it! He finally had an opponent to be praising about. This creature moved and side stepped like no other and was he was very joyful about it. Sin knows this person is not human that he can tell by his agile swift movements but couldn't what type of person he is. Sin didn't mind and didn't care, as long as he enjoys it. But he joy and fun was cut short after what the cat said.

"Sin, we don't have time to play right now. We have to leave at once," the cat whispered urgently to him. Sin was about to argue but the cat cut in with dark tone, "Don't make me force you. We have what we wanted so lets leave, now." Sin sighed with great deflation, no further argument came to mind. With one swift fluid movement he crossed his arms again and slide each sword back into their sheaths once again. The cloaked figure noticed and gave a slight tilt to his head in questioning Sin's motives. Sin shook his head with hands raised in a form of surrender.

"As much as I want to stay and play with you a bit longer, I have go. Places to go, people to see if you get my meaning," Sin said in his slight arrogant tone. "I have what I wanted so I'll be going now." The thief turned from the cloaked stranger with one final look of a smirk on his face. "Ta ta for now." And with that he turned from his opponent to leave, at least he was about to until a arrow came flying in his vision which slightly graze him near his right cheek which made the black cat yowl in surprise of the appearance of the arrow out of no where and landed before his feet with a thwung sound. He turned to his earlier assailants with a cold glare from his dark eyes.

Five held their arrows docked back and ready to shot if he made any other sudden movements. The Leader of this group held his sword up as if ready to command his soldiers to shoot without delay.

"You're not going anywhere," he said in his loud deep voice. "You have stolen was is sacred to our young Lady and we want it returned at once or we'll fight for it." Sin only rolled his dark eyes in plain irritation. These guys just don't know when to quit do they? He thought, almost sneering. The cat can understand his frustration as much as anybody but they really don't have time for this.

;Sin, just ignore them and leave. We don't have for this nonsense; The cat thought to him which responded with a nod then turned from the guards.

The Leader took that as a signal to let fire which he did by dropping his sword without a word of command which all arrows were sent flying into the air towards their unsuspected target. Sin sighed exasperatedly. I guess they really do have a death wish..., Sin thought wearily and with in a blink of an eye he turn with a quick fluid motion, swinging his right leg back as he twisted his body, his leg came up and contacted with each arrows head on with a kick of his foot which made each arrow ricocheted back towards their original point but only to land inches from the archers and armored soldier. They watched in stunned awe as their ammunition was send towards their way which of course they react by having shields place in front of them but felt no impact of the arrows as they fell to the ground with a hard thwung sound.

Sin smirked and gave a nod and was about to place his foot back down on the ground but didn't see or sense the cloaked figure upon him with those twin curved swords, even the cat was astonished. His dark eyes went wide and he reacted at the last minute with all his strength on his left leg to push and leaped backwards away from those curved blades but one of them make contact with his shirt of his tunic and ripped it apart. Sin watched in stunned amazement as the prize they been searching for toppled out of his tunic and on to the grovel floor. Sin couldn't stop his momentum because the cloak figure was still coming towards him with those curved blades. He gritted his teeth and kept gaining distance between him and the cloaked figure. Shit! Fuck! Our prize fell out of my tunic! Damn! He thought with anger and vexation.

;Worry about that later; Thought the black cat. ;Lets leave now and come again on the right time. Besides, I sense their wizard coming our way to help defend them and where know where to look for them anyways; Sin nodded to that fact and reached for his black diamond that is chained about his neck since the shirt is ripped now.

"Shadow, cover me," Sin commanded with soft whisper in his voice which the cloaked figure heard quite clearly and paused in his tracks. Suddenly the shadow under Sin's feet formed into a bulge and bubbling mess then formed into black mist about him. All reacted with a startled yelps and jumped back if afraid of what might appear before them. Sin took this opportunity to touch the black diamond about his neck which made him invisible to the eye and disappeared into the dark forest at the edge of the dirt road, leaving confused and dazed pursuers behind as the mist settles and fades away into the night air.


A/N: 1)A scaipeadh- an Irish word the means disperse in English. The cat will occasionally speak in Irish throughout the rest of this story so don't worry, I'll do my best to translate. I'm not Irish but I do have some Irish blood from my mom side of the family which got me into using Irish phrases for the cat to use. I'll explain about his past soon when I'm done updating my profile.

How you like so far? Yeah, I had to stop here for now so I hope you enjoyed the fighting. I tried to make it intense and awesome as possible. So, yeah, review. Send me any review if you like it or not or what's needs to be fixed, okay? It will updated till May 5. Also I'm updating my profile so one of my characters are on there right now so you can get some info about my characters. Thanks for reading my story, even if you're only just visiting.