Paradox blinked as he looked at him, when he peeked around the rock. "I'm not doing anything. I thought I would just give you some privacy while you got dressed....very normal.." He whispered chewing on threw of his fingers.

Tilting his head, he watched as he grabbed his hand and pulled him up. He followed after him, walking in step behind him. He looked at his air, staring at the bun. why a bun? Why not a ponytail or something? Has he ever braid--wait what!? What the heck was he thinking? He was wondering how Findarato does his hair? Was he was girl now? Jeez something was terribly wrong with him, and he couldn't place his finger on exactly what it was, sadly.

He continued to follow behind him, looking around at the tree's they passed. He stopped when they came to the cave where they would be staying during the storm. He winced at the sudden light of the torch, blinking his eyes a couple times. He looked around and smiled.

A bed, books, some bags of whatever. This might not be too bad...wait did he have to share a bed with him. n-No thank you. "You can the bed Fin...I'll sleep on the floor I'm used to it anyway." He walked over to the small pile of nooks, looking through them for something good.

Cat

He blinked and nodded, frowning slightly but ignored it. He just walked towards the cave. He looked out at the rain which was down pouring down. He looked at him before blinking and frowned. "No I'm not letting you sleep on the ground." He said, looking at him as he crossed his arms. He watched him as he walked over to the books and sighed before walking over to the bags and pulled out a hammock, attaching it to the hooks in the ceiling that he had put there. "You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep in the hammock." he said, looking at him before grabbing some elvish bread out of one of the other bags and offered it to him, eating some of the other bread.

He watched him before shivering slightly and put the bread down on a rock and took off his shirt and rummaged through the bags before finding some dry clothes and chucked some at Paradox. "Here, change out of the wet clothes into these." He said before walking over to the mouth of the cave and took his pants off and got dressed into the dry clothes and hung up the wet ones. "Sorry if they're a little big on you." He said, looking over at him.

He looked at him blinking. "You don't have to do that. I don't mind sleeping on the floor....but okay I guess..." He watched him as he set up the hammock, giving a quiet sigh to himself. he turned his attention back to the books, looking through them. "No....no no....this doesn't look good, not thing one either." He sighed shaking his head. "Gosh there is nothing good here." He sighed setting the books back into the pile they were in before. 

He blinked at him. He didn't need to change, though his cloths were damp, yet hard at the same time. They had dried while he was sleeping before, now they were sticking to his skin damp and cold. So he guessed he did need to change after all. He nodded standing up and grabbed the cloths.

He turned his head, noticing that he was changing at the mouth of the cave, and his cheeks grew warm. He looked away from him, changing himself, but he left the shirt off never sleeping with one on anyway, so it didn't matter. "It's okay, bigger makes it more comfortable. It's not so tight when you lay down, and you feel like you being choked by your cloths." He laughed a bit, blushing once more as he laid his wet cloths up so they could dry.

I think you get every other post is Cat

He frowned at the mention of him having no good books. "What? I totally have good books!" He said, huffing as he put his hands on his hips. "Well I guess you wouldn't be able to read them because they're all in elvish." He said, looking at the books as he sighed before looking over at Paradox as he joined him by the washing line. He nodded and smiled slightly. "Yeah, especially big shirts, they're the best." He said. "I always used to steal my dad's when i was a kid and run around in them. He was nice to me then but after it happened, it wasn't the same..." He said, hugging his sides as he looked down. 

He sighed before going over to the bread and grabbed some more before eating it. "Did you want some bread?" He asked, looking back at him, a piece of bread hanging out of his mouth, making him look adorable, especially with his hair in a bun. He held out the bread to him, looking back at him.

"Sorry I have yet to take classes to learn the elvish language. I was meaning to do that when I got the time, but I don't seem to have any of that." He gasped in pretend shock, snickering and shaking his head slowly.

He looked at him, smiling as he mentioned what he would do as a child. He gave a small laugh. "I can just imagine you. little Findarato, running around with a way over sized shirt through the halls. And for some reason I see you getting caught on the fabric and falling." That made him laugh even more, shaking out his damp hair.

He finished hanging his cloths on the line, straightening them gently. He sighed, turning back to him. He looked at him, blinking as he noticed the bread hanging from his mouth. He placed his fingers where the bread was on his own mouth. "I think you might what to finish what you have before you offer it up." He laughed. "It's like you don't even know how foolish you are Fin." He shook his head again.

He walked over to him, grabbing just a small piece off the square bread. "This is all I want." He raised it eating it gently, chewing it a couple times, before swallowing. He really wasn't in the mood for food, something was on his mind, and it was making his stomach hurt and tighten. He sighed to himself, running a hand through his hair loving the way it felt cold against his hot hands.

He moved, sitting down beside the male shaking his head a couple times. "It seems we both have fathers who don't love us very much now huh? My father doesn't treat me very well either...I'm just someone he commands around, to be his perfect little puppet." he leaned his head back, letting out a deep breath.

He blinked and glared at him before sighing. "Oh shut up." He said, huffing as he looked away from him, crossing his arms. He listened to him before blinking and laughed a little before looking at him. "No I never fell over, I'm an elf, elves are graceful creatures that never fall." He said, looking at him. He blinked and frowned, listening him. "What? What do you mean I look foolish?" He asked, getting a little angry and over reacting but calmed down quickly and sighed, eating his bread. "Fine it'll be in this bag if you want anymore." He said, huffing and looked away from him before looking over at him again when he took some of the bread. He put the rest away then looked over at him.

He blinked and frowned, looking at him. He sighed and nodded, leaning against him. "Yeah well my father used to be the best but when I was ten, we were out hunting some orcs down that had killed a few of my kin and I slipped and fell out of the tree. Halfway down my leg got stuck on a branch and tore open the back of my right leg." He said, "He saw there was something wrong with me so he wanted me to be better and never fall again." He said before pulling his pant leg up a bit to show him some of the scar. "That's the scar." He said. "I couldn't walk for a month." He said, sighing.

"Graceful my ass! All this time I have known you, you have no been graceful. You always fall over on your face or something. Or you trip, hurt yourself in someway shape or form. You are not graceful Fin....and it's great that way." He grinned to himself thinking about it.

"You being not graceful like that, makes you different from every one else. You are not like the others, your unique, not to standard. It's pretty cool....He sighed laying back, laying a hand on the side of his head holding it against his shoulder gently. 

"Us humans....well we are all the same. There is nothing different about us other than looks, and gender. We all act the same, talk the same, dress the same, eat the same. We are no different from each other. We are normal freaks. Nothing different, special or unique about us....well me anyway." He sighed frowning.

He thought about it, tilting his head. "My dad....my dad was never a happy go lucky dad. He was always on my ass about being perfect. I did training when i learned to crawl." He laughed bitterly. "He was never a father, and he still isn't. I always wished I had been porn to a different, better man. Not so much a dictator over me." he sighed rubbing the butt of his hand against his forehead gently. 

"My mother, I never had a mother. She was to busy doing other things to really pay attention to me. I doubt she even realized she had a baby in the first place....she never cared. The only time she really talked to me was at dinner, but that was only a couple words. Nothing more. She hated me, I could see it in her eyes when she looked at me. I took away her tight skin, gave her stretch marks, and flabby skin." He looked away from him, not wanting the male to see the tears that started falling down his face.

He took a deep breath, shaking his head trying to calm himself down. But he couldn't. Reliving everything that he had been through, it hurt him inside and out to go through it again....it really did. More tears fell, and he tried hiding them from his friend.

He blinked, looking at him and frowned before sighing and nodded, leaning against him. "Well elves are graceful." He said, looking at him then listened to what he had to say. He blinked and frowned a little and nodded, smilin slightly before blushing when he was called cool. "You think I'm cool?" He asked, smiling and chuckled lightly.

he blinked and frowned, shaking his head. "No you're not the same as everyone else, you're different. In the good way." He said, looking over at him. "You are unique, everyone is, but you Paradox," He said, looking at him. "You are not a freak." He said. 

He sighed before blinking and frowned, listening to him tell his story about his own dad and nodded, sighing gently. "Well even before the incident with my leg, he was never very nice to me. He just wanted me to be the best so I could take over from him when he died." He said, sighing, getting frustrated.

He listened to him as he talked about his mother, frowning and sighed gently. "That's so cruel, my mother is my best friend but I never get to see her because the female elves always have to stay back at the city." He said before noticing the tears rolling down his face before he could hide them. He gasped slightly, looking at him before turning around to face him and hugged him tightly. "It's ok Paradox, don't cry." He said, stroking his hair gently. "Please don't cry Paradox.." He said, looking at him and he hugged him gently.

He smiled as he was hugged, wrapping his arms back around him. He felt the warmth of him. He always thought that elves were cold skinned. Being immortal and such, the thought crossed his mind more than once upon a time. But he had learned plenty of times that they weren't cold at all. They were warm, they smelled good, and they were huggable. He felt completely safe when he was wrapped in Findarato's arms, like he was hugging a protection teddy bear. Comforting.

He moved, laying his head on his shoulder, burring his face into it as well. He started to soak into his shirt(or skin) with his tears unable to stop them, even if he tried. Once he started crying he couldn't stop for a long time. He had learned this many times before. He had cried over his father, he had cried over his mother, over people he had lost, friends he had lost. When people got hurt he could cry. He guessed he was just to emotional sometimes. He hated when people got hurt. He just hated it.

He kept his face buried there for a small while. It was his turn to cry. He sat crying silently, not making a sound letting the water drip from his eyes like a river. He sniffed, pulling back so he could look up at his face. He wiped his tears, but they were just replace by new ones a second later. 

"I need to go pee.." He whispered standing. He grabbed his hands, holding them for a while. He turned and walked to the mouth of the cave, standing there for a short while. He swallowed, shaking his head and walked out into the rain. He didn't care if he would get wet, the cold felt good against his strangely hot skin. 

Walking away from the cave, Paradox took a deep breath of the misty rain air, smiling at the wonderful smell of it. He always loved the smell of the rain. He walked to a tree, leaning against it. He panted, closing his eyes. He was hot all over, like he was running a very high fever. And it hurt. He pressed his forehead against the cool surface of the trunk, panting more.

He trembled, his hands shaking violently and he was unable to control it.

He blinked, watching him and rubbed his back as he cried. "It's ok Paradox, just let it out..." He said, watching him as he hugged him. He smiled and waited for him to stop crying before blinking and chuckled lightly when he mentioned the need to pee. "Ok just don't wander too far so you won't get lost." He said, getting up and watched him before walking to the mouth of the cave, watching him before sitting down and leaned against the mouth of the cave, sighing. 

He waited for him to come back, hoping that he was ok. He breathed in the scent of the rain, smiling at it before sighing and watched the rain fall, jumping slightly when he heard the rumble of thunder He sighed, sitting there for a few minutes, frowning when he didn't come back. He got up and went out into the rain, wondering where he went. "Paradox?" He called out to him, looking around, frowning as he bit his lip.

Paradox was still leaning against the tree, panting taking slow shallow breaths, unable to control it. He could hardly move, for some reason his body was burning like he was standing in fire. He panted, closing his eyes tightly shaking his head. He clawed at the tree, running his hands down it, ranking his nails along it. He gripped at it, cutting his nails making them bleeding. His body became racked with pain.

He heard his name being called, and he knew that it was Fin, no one else would be all the way out here. That would just be stupid to do, especially when it was storming outside like it was. He opened his mouth, trying to call for him but nothing escaped past his lips, not even a weak small sound. Nothing at all. He winced, falling to his knees.

He couldn't move his body at all, it was filled with large amounts of the stabbing bright white pain. What's going on? What's happening to me? He asked himself in his mind, unable to talk real words. He ranked his nails down further along the tree, blood drops dripping to the ground from the broken split nails.

He fell down, onto his side with a thud with a tiny cough. He closed his eyes tightly, panting heavily now, the breaths short and heavy. He rolled over onto his back, the cold rain water now feeling like it was burning his skin like acid. He kept his eyes closed, and stopped moving. Help! What's wrong with me!? Help me! What's wrong!? Please....! he begged in his mind crying to himself.

Fin frowned, looking around for him as he bit his lip. "Where is he?" He muttered to himself before hearing something very faint that sounded a lot like Paradox. He frowned and followed the noise before hearing a thud and a cough. He frowned and rushed over before seeing him on the ground. He gasped and rushed to his side. "Paradox, are you okay?" He asked, looking at him as he gently picked him up.

He looked at his fingers and sighed slightly before holding him close in his arms and started walking back to the cave, looking down at Paradox every few minutes. Once they reached the cave again, he put Paradox down gently on the bed before looking at his fingers and healed them before looking at him. "What happened Paradox?" He asked, putting a hand on his forehead to check his temperature. He was very worried for his friend and didn't know what to do.

paradox coughed and panted, feeling arms go around him and he relaxed a bit but not much. His muscles were tense and tight, like someone who didn't want to be touched. He wasn't limp when he was picked up, he pushed himself into him wanting to be held. He wanted to know what was wrong with him. Why was he in so much pain, and so hot. Why couldn't he move, and hardly breath? He didn't know what was wrong with him.

He winced as his fingers were healed, the nails coming together after being split and cracked. He opened his mouth, but more hot fast breathing escaped through them. He couldn't get a word from them, he didn't have the strength too, nor could he find any words if he did. His hands were shaking violently from the pain and the heat. He winced as he moved slightly, more hot white pain ranking through his body.

He frowned, watching him, very worried now. He took Paradox's shirt off to cool him down a bit more before checking his pulse. He frowned before grabbing one of the books and looked through it to see if it had anything that help him. He frowned before seeing something that might help him. He stood beside him and put a hand on Paradox's heart and said something in elvish and waited a few minutes before repeating it then looked over at Paradox. The pain in Paradox's body soon started to fade and now gave him the strength to speak and form words.

He looked at him as he put the book down and bit his lip. "Are you feeling any better Paradox?" He asked, looking at him as he put his hand on his forehead again to check his temperature.

Paradox winced his muscles so tense that it made it hard for his friend to remove his shirt. He winced as he was moved, his body extremely hot like fire. He panted tossing and turning more, his muscles aching. He turned, looking at his friend as he searched through the books he had laying in the pile. He hoped he would find something that could help him, he wasn't feeling great and he wanted it all to go away. He was in so much pain, he even wished for death to come and take it all away. And that had never occurred to him ever before. Never.

He coughed, watching him as he came back with a book in his hands, wincing when a warm hand was placed on his chest. He listened to the elvish words spoken on the male's tongue. His elvish voice sounded fantastic, very beautiful and gentle. It was soothing him.

Suddenly he gasped, feeling the pain disappear from his body, making it easier for him to breath and move. He slowed down his panting, looking at his friend. He gave a weak smile, nodding his head slowly. "Yeah....I'm doing better now...thank you very much.....whatever you just did helped me a lot.." He smiled at him still, nodding his head again. He rested himself, back against the bed letting out a deep breath. He closed his eyes feeling tired.

He watched him as he noticed the pain disappearing from his friends face and sighed in relief that he was ok. He smiled back at him when Paradox smiled and nodded. He smiled more before hugging him tightly. "Your welcome." He said, looking at him. "I'm just glad that you're ok." He said before sitting up and started to sing him a lullaby in elvish to help him sleep. When he was a child his mother would always sing this to him before he went to bed and it always helped him, even if he could hear his father screaming and shouting in the background. he smiled slightly, watching him as he brushed some of Paradox's hair out of his face and pulled the covers over to him to keep him warm while still singing. 

He watched him fall asleep then watched him as he slept for a few minutes before getting up and sighed, putting his hands on his hips as he looked around the cave before going over to the hammock, grabbing a book on the way and sighed, lying in it and read one of the books as he looked over at Paradox every few minutes to make sure he was alright before drifting off to sleep himself.

A smile crept onto his lips, hearing the most beautiful elvish lullaby he had ever heard. Well it was the only elvish lullaby he had ever heard. That didn't matter. He was listening to the male sing it to him, listening to the way he voice sounded. It was so amazing. It was relaxing and soothing. He figured it was something his mother had sang to him when he was little. It sounded like something a mother would sing to their little kids, to calm them down into a restless sleep. And that's exactly what it was doing to him. It was relaxing his muscles that had become to tense, the aching of those muscles were going away, and he could finally feel even better thank to him. Sooner or later, he drifted off to sleep, finally relaxed.

He had a pretty nice dream, at first. He was hanging out with his friend, they were laughing and running around. They were tackling each other, and messing around with each other for the hell of it. They were running around but then stopped. Something was standing in front of them, something he could quite make out what it was. But he knew that it wasn't nice. He went to scream for Findarato to run, but he was gone, walking for the thing. He tried to grab him, but he couldn't his body. 

He was shifting around rapidly in bed, tossing and turning as he grunted having the nightmare.

Fin sighed gently as he drifted in and out of sleep, having mini dreams. He had the same dream as before when he was sleeping on the hill. But this time the dream was slower so he could see what was going on in the dream more closely. He frowned when the darkness engulfed them again before he felt himself being dragged forward by some unknown being. He looked back at Paradox who was screaming at something and looked around to see some strange monster about to stab him before he jerked awake and fell off the hammock. He groaned slightly and rubbed his head before frowning when he heard Paradox moving around a lot. He got up and moved over to him. He frowned more when he saw he was having a nightmare. 

"Paradox?" He said, gently shaking him out of his nightmare, hoping that he would wake up.

Paradox tossed and turned, rolling around almost falling off the bed a couple times. He was trying to move trying to get to Fin. "Move Fin please move! That thing is abut to hurt you, don't keep walking! Fin I said sto--" He screamed his eyes opening, and he jerked around feeling hands on him. He slapped the arm gently, panting from fear. He looked up at Findarato. He leaned up fast, grabbing his face tightly in his hands. He brought him down, pressing his body against his own. He trembled, as he was still scared. "You okay Fin...thank god your okay." He whispered gently.

He released him, looking at him with a scared look on his face. "We were running around in the day, then everything went dark, and we were facing some sort of creature thing. You started walking towards it, it looked like it was dragging you somehow. I didn't know what was happening. I couldn't move, so I tried yelling at you to stop, but you kept going like you couldn't hear a word I was saying. It was terrifying. The last thing I remember see was that creature was about to stab you, and then I woke up...I didn't see what happened. Thank god I didn't because it probably wasn't anything pretty." He shook his head, speaking each word a mile a minute.

He was still shaking, his hands on the male's upper arms, holding onto them tightly as if they were his life support. He sighed, taking deep slow breaths, trying to calm himself down a bit.

Fin blinked at his reaction, biting his lip as he tried to wake him and frowned when he started talking in his sleep before jumping when he screamed. He blinked, a little hurt when his hands were slapped away. He blinked and looked at him before squeaking when his face was grabbed and pulled down. He blinked, looking at him and hugged him back gently.

He let go when Paradox did and listened to him as he spoke about his dream, sitting next to him on the edge of the bed. He blinked, frowning deeply as he listened to him. "Ok this might sound crazy but I had that exact same dream..." He said, frowning as he scratched his head, looking down as he frowned more before looking up at him again. "My dream was the same as yours but I was being pulled away from you and towards the monster and when I looked back at you I couldn't hear you then I noticed you were yelling about something and pointing behind me so I looked around and saw the monster about to stab me then I woke up myself and saw you having the same nightmare." He said, looking at him.

He winced slightly at how tightly his arms were being squeezed but ignored it and looked at him. "Well you're okay now Paradox, I'm here and you're safe." He said, looking at him before leaning over and hugged him gently. He was getting better at this whole hugging thing. Once he pulled away he looked at Paradox and smiled. "Do you need anything?" He asked, worried about his reaction to this nightmare, worried for him.

"Fin! I don't care if I'm safe. I'm not the one who was about to get killed in the dream you were....what if it really happens, I don't know what I would do i...i...i.." He started acting hysterical, panting and hyperventilating. He continued with that for a small while, calming himself down closing his eyes slowly. He took a deep breath in, and let it out slowly. "Sorry...." He whispered.

"I'm fine...I don't need anything don't worry." He shook his head, giving him a smile. he noticed that the male was slowly becoming used to the hugs and stuffed that he gave a receive. He wasn't as awkward as he was before when they started all this, which was good. 

He laid back down on the bed, laying his arm against his forehead giving a small sigh. He thought about the dream, wondering. He had been told that some elves had the power to predict the future with their dreams that they had. He hoped that in this case, his friend didn't have that power, it would mean hell for the both of them.

He didn't want Fin to go through what he had saw in the dream. One could only imagine what happened with the stabbing and such. He didn't think anyone would stop. No one was around in the dream beside's him, and Fin. And he couldn't move, and Fin couldn't move either.

He closed his eyes and whimpered, his body shaking as he thought about it. Calm down....just calm down. he whispered in his mind.

He blinked a couple times, watching him starting to freak out a little himself, getting very uncomfortable. He needed to get away if Paradox was going to continue to act like this. He blinked as he watching him, his face giving away that he was getting very uncomfortable and anxious. He started to calm down himself as Paradox calmed down and nodded, still anxious. 

He nodded and let go after a while before sitting beside him. He watched him for a bit before getting and rubbed his arms as he walked over to the mouth of the cave, still uncomfortable. He leaned against the wall, taking deep breaths as he tried to calm down himself. He didn't want to make Para more upset than he already was but he couldn't help it. This was just one of the many things that was wrong with him and why no one liked him. 

He too hoped that he hadn't developed the power to tell the future through his dreams. He sighed and sat down on the ground, pulling his knees to his chest as he tried to calm down but he couldn't stop thinking about their shared dream. He put his hands over his ears and he gently rocked back and forth. He cried out slightly before getting up. "I-..." He said, looking back at him before running off into the rain and disappeared. 

He planned to come back to Paradox but right now he just needed to be alone so he could calm himself down. He panted as he ran through the trees before climbing up one and jumped from tree to tree before stopping when he reached a cliff and sat in the tree and tried to calm down.

Paradox had turned over, and was now resting on his side his back facing where his friend walked away from him. he could tell in his face when he was freaking out before, that he wasn't feel very comfortable about it. he wasn't there yet....hopefully he will be. He might have to force through it at some point. And he's not going to like it.

He figured that it was somehow his fault. He was always grabbing onto him, pulling him around. He always hugged him, when he didn't want to be hugged. He came on to strong, causing him to refrain from getting closer to him. He was just that way when it came to Findarato. He wanted t hold him, and hang onto him. Tease him and mess around. But Fin....wasn't that way. He was basically shy and didn't want to be touched. But he wasn't one who could tell someone that. He frowned, throwing the blanket over his head. 

He blinked hearing Fin's voice, leaning up and the blanket falling off his head. He was just in time to see him run from the cave into the storming night. "Findarato!" He called after him. He stayed on the bed, wondering whether or not he should be going after him. He didn't know. He seemed like he wanted to be alone, but he couldn't leave him out there all alone. 

He didn't know what to do.

He chewed on his lower lip, looking around the cave, at the hammock, the pile of books, then the pile of bags that held fresh cloths. He turned his attention back to the mouth of the cave, where he saw Fin run out.

He groaned loud, jumping off the bed and running out into the night. He blinked a couple times, cold water dripping on his face. He didn't know which way that he had ran when he left, there was no way he could have possibly known. He sighed, covering his eyes with his hand. 

Looking left and right, he turned and ran the opposite direction in which he had really ran, thinking he had gone that way. He called for him, but his voice was carried away by the heavy wind that was blowing the rain around. "Fin! Fin, where are you!? Please come back! I'm sorry!" He called trying to call out for him, wanting him to come back.

He raced around, not being able to find him. He slipped plenty of times, falling on his face getting himself covered in mud and broken branches. He coughed, spitting mud out of his mouth, wiping his tongue off standing up. Now he was walking, feeling exhausted.

Finally he gave up the search, and collapsed below a tree sighing and panting. "Fin come back..." He whispered. He wondered where he had gone. He wanted him to be safe. "Please....be safe.."

Fin sighed, his breath shaking as he breathed, looked out at the woods, seeing lights from both camps. He sighed, looking down at the ground before he heard Paradox calling out to him. He blinked before covering his ear and rocked back and forth, whimpering as he cried. He just wanted to be alone and he didn't want anyone around him. If this kept up, he might get angry and hurt him and he didn't want to do that, especially not to Paradox.

He sighed as he hid his face in his knees, crying softly as he waited for the calling of his name to stop. He sighed in slight relief when they stopped before looking up at the sky again. He sighed, thinking about Paradox. Maybe they shouldn't of met, maybe they should just go back to how it was before. He didn't want to hurt him anymore and he didn't want to be annoying to him anymore.

"Maybe it's for the best..." He said before getting up and traveled back through the trees, looking for Paradox and found him, jumping down in front of him silently, checking to see if he was awake. Just to be sure he whispered a few words in elvish, waving his hand over his face and put Paradox to sleep. He picked him up and carried him back to the cave and put him down on the bed before grabbing one of his books and looked at Paradox. He was going to miss him but it was for the best. He sighed before opening up to the page he was looking for and spoke in elvish, putting his hand on Paradox's head before finishing the spell.

Now he wouldn't have any memories of Fin or anything they did. He picked him up and brought him back to his camp, putting Paradox in his bed before leaving and went back to his cave. He sighed, slumping down on the bed before frowning as he felt tears welling up in his eyes. Why was he sad? He thought before crying into the pillow.

Paradox groaned and shifted, rubbing his eyes leaning up. He felt as his blanket slid off his body onto the floor of the tent. He opened his eyes slowly, looking around his tent with a yawn. "Man...what a night. I feel like went through hell and back. Weird." He climbed out of the bed, walking to the bowl of water that was on the small table beside it. He splashed some water into his face, keeping himself like that, letting the water drip off his chin. Once he was ready, he dried his face with the towel, and left his tent. 

He was greeted as always by his guardian, who was glaring at him. He had his arms crossed over his bare chest, his eyes glaring daggers at him. "Where have you been? You went to the bathroom out in the tree's yesterday, and you didn't come back. Now you are here, walking out of the tent. Where have you been!?"

Para raised an eyebrow, looking at him up and down shaking his head. "I don't know what your talking about. I didn't go out last night. I stayed in camp, walked around then went to bed when it got dark and stormed last night. You must be going crazy working for my dad for this long. Maybe you should take a vacation. Yeah?" He asked, walking past him.

Fate walked beside him, telling him that his father wanted to talk with him later on. But right now he had to go through training. So he did. He trained with fate, getting his ass kicked like he always did from his guardian. It didn't help that he was way bigger than he was. That wasn't very fair. He laughed standing up.

Later that night, he went off and talked with his dad, the two of them getting into an argument. 

"But father! I told you the same thing I told Fate. I didn't go anywhere last night. I was here after I went to the bathroom, and I went walking around. You must have been to busy that you didn't see me walking around. Your getting up there on the age," he snickered.

His father growled at him, lifting a hand slapping his son across the face hard. Causing him to grunt and fall onto the floor. Once his son was standing again, he got in his face growling. "You do NOT talk to your father that way! Ever! You will not be able to leave this camp again as long as I have something to say about it. Got it!?" he roared.

His son nodded slowly, rubbing his hand against his already darkly bruised cheek wincing. "Yes sir. I got it. Goodbye father." He bowed to him, leaving the tent with a frown. "I didn't even leave..." He sighed, rubbing his eyes. 

That went on for weeks. He went on, not leaving the camp like he did before. He had no reason to leave, nothing was waiting out there for him anyway. He stayed either talking to Fate, training, or he was staying and sleeping in bed or reading his books.

All this went on for weeks, nothing changing.