He stared into her eyes. That always made him calm. One look is all it took, for anyone to be drawn to keep looking into them. James did not ever feel like letting her go. No one would ever come between them. Nothing could separate him from his dear Ann.

James had given her an emerald necklace and told her to never take it off. Ann smiled~ she loved the necklace.

A few weeks passed and James had noticed that Ann wasn’t wearing her emerald necklace. “Ah,” James said. “What happened to the necklace I handed to you?”

Ann started to quiver. She didn’t know where her necklace was. James didn’t believe her. He walked slowly toward Ann and pointed at the dining room floor. Right beside one of the dining table’s feet, there the emerald necklace lay giving off a faint greenish glow.

James shook his head and sighed. He bent down and grabbed the emerald necklace. Ann tried to ask to placed it back around her neck, but James insisted that he do it.

With two hands, he moved the emerald necklace around Ann’s neck- Ann started to gasp for air. James pulled the necklace and twisted it tighter around Ann’s neck. The second that Ann took her last breath, James let her body drop to the floor.

He was not pleased with what he had seen the other day. The milk lad had handed his wife a love letter. She thought she would never be caught. Unfortunately for her, she didn’t realize that James was able to see her every action thanks to the emerald necklace he had handed his darling, Ann.

James was mad. His next target was going to be a bit more tricky to handle. He was not one to give anybody he knew a second chance after keeping a secret from him.

The milk lad knocked on the front door & waited for Ann to open the door. James waved his hand and the door opened. The young lad stepped into the house and saw his love letter floating mid~air, in front of James. He gasped and fell on his knees.

James~ (smiles and chuckles) You’re the one who stole Ann from me. Unbelievable! What did you have to offer her that I couldn’t? Huh?!

The milk lad trembled. He asked James to pardon him.

James~ (scoffs) What did she see in...You?

The young lad felt tears stream down his face. He saw Ann’s lifeless body next to James’ feet.

James~ Uh! Don’t worry. Since you love her so much. I’ll make things much easier for you two. Hold on. Let me help you get to the other side. Ann’s already left, now it’s your turn.

James waved his hands and he lifted the milk lad into the air. Slamming his body back and forth to the ground. The lad’s backbone ended up being split, and broken into many pieces. He screamed from all the pain. After a while of so many body slams, James let the lad’s body fall to the ground one final time.

He grabbed the emerald necklace from Ann’s neck with right hand, and squeezed it tight. James looked at the two dead bodies. How could Ann have done such a terrible thing after everything he had done for her.

#James+Ann.

Tara snooped through his father’s bag. He found an iPad in the bag. Tara grabbed the iPad and opened the screen. When he open the screen there was a video with two unfamiliar faces on it. He hit the play button and listened to it.

“Hello, dear travelers. My name is L’odannas. No, I am not an angel like creature. I am only a meer elf that has wings now. This is Ragheam, my older sister.” The male elf said as he faced the camera toward the female elf.

“Who the hell are you talking to?” The female elf asked.

“Who ever will listen to this recording. Tell them what we do for a living.” L’odannas said.

“Who the fuck would want to know what we do?” Ragheam asked, irritated.

“Please, Sister. Only father knows what we do.” L’odannas begged.

“Ugh… Fine. Mama knows what we do too. We are Scientific Researchers of the Elven Society, or morely known as the SRES. We try to protect ourselves by combining certain genetic makeups to make ourselves better and stronger. We are only two that has survived the testing.” She said as she opened her bat like wings.

“In other words, we mutate or help certain genes we want and wait for the results to come back.” He said with a smile.

“Hey, you two!! Get your ass back to work! And turn that fucking camera off!” A mysterious male voice snapped at them.

“Tara! If you are watching this in Private, tell no one about this video. Also, we are your brother and sister. Logging off now. Love you, Little brother and see you soon!” L’odannas and Ragheam said together.

The screen went black and Tara wiped away tears that started to roll down his cheeks. Then, he heard his father walking toward the room he was in. He put the iPad back into his father’s bag and hid under the bed. Just as his foot slid under the bed, his father opened the door.

“Tara!! Tara!! Where are you, my son?” His father asked.

Then, Tara let out a small sneeze and his father saw the flash of light from under the bed. His father looked and saw him under the bed. His father smiled and pulled Tara out from under the bed.

“What are you doing under there?” His father asked him as he lifted Tara up and set him on his shoulders.

“I was hiding from my sisters.” Tara halfway lied.

“I will get onto them. Come, my middle one. Shall we go find them?” His father asked with a smile.

“Amilia and Badilia are outside with mama. Regina is on the couch taking a nap.” Tara said as he leaned backwards.

His father walked over to the couch where Regina was. He kicked the couch and Regina woke with a start. He walked to the front door and set Tara down.

He opened the front door and yelled, “Amil, Badil, and Laden with the sixth child of mine! Time for lunch with the Bloodsong family.”

“Do we have to?” Amilia asked as her and Badilia helped their pregnant mother stand up.

“Yes, Amil. My mama and papa are expecting us within about 30 minutes.” Their mother answered with a smile.

“I wish Celia was here with us.” Tara said as he hugged his mother.

“Me too, sweetie. Me too.” His father said as he sighed.

A cloaked figure started walking toward the front door of the house as the Diera family got ready to go. Tara saw the figure and pointed out the window. Amilia walked into the living room and stared out the window to where Tara was pointing.

“There is nothing there, Little Terror.” Amilia said as she looked but didn’t see anything.

“You three ready?” Their mother asked as Badilia walked in.

“They are at the door. Fixing to knock.” Tara said as he got down and walked to the door.

He opened the door and the cloaked figure was standing there. Tara smiled as the wind blew behind the figure. Amilia grabbed Tara and backed away.

“Let go of Tara and let him hug me.” A female voice said as the cloak hood dropped.

“Celia!!” Tara yelled as everyone stared at her surprised.

Tara ran over and hugged her.

“Why are you here and not at EU?” Their father asked at he walked into the room.

“Meh. School was canceled for today since it is La Worship of the Sun Goddess. Also, I wanted to see the Little Terror and check how everyone is doing.” Celia explained as she stepped in the house.

“We are doing great Lia. We were just about to see thy Laden’s parents, to have lunch with. If you would like to join, you are welcome to.” Their father said.

“I would love to join my family to say hello to my grandparents.” Celia said as she took off her cloak showing a light blue dress that she folded back down that reached he ankles.

They all left and and enjoyed lunch with the Bloodsong family. Tara napped on the couch but, kept twitching. He kept seeing Ragheam and L’odannas’ faces as the words brother, sister and we love you swirled around in his head. He woke up screaming and fell off the couch. The family ran to him and circled around him. He sat up and looked around.

“Are you alright, Tarantula?” Grandmother Moonlight asked as she went to touch him.

“DON’T TOUCH ME!! Ahem… don’t touch me.” Tara yelled as he pushed himself against the couch.

“Little Tara, calm down. Tell us what is that made you scream.” Celia said as she knelt down in front of him.

“No… no, no, no, no!! I can’t tell anyone. I… I want to take the Oath.” Tara stammered as he looked at his parents.

“What Oath?” Grandfather Stormy asked.

“No, no, no. He cannot take that Oath yet. He isn’t ready.” Badilia finally spoke up.

“What Oath?!?” Grandfather Stormy asked more aggravated.

“The No Attach and No Cry Oath. He isn’t ready for it.” Badilia said as she looked at Tara.

“Fine. You shall take it tomorrow, my middle son.” His father said.

“No, Father Heath!! He isn’t ready!!” Badilia yelled as she stood in front of Tara.

“He is ready now. Let him do this. It is his decision and not yours, Badilia.” Grandmother Moonlight said with a smile.

Badilia walked away as Tara could still here Ragheam and L’odannas’ voices within his head. Then, the whole Diera family left to their home as Tara walked slowly behind them. His father left while Tara, Amilia and Celia made dinner for the family since their father’s parents were coming over. His father came back with his parents about 2 hours later when the food just finished cooking. They all served themselves and sat in the living room to eat.

“Father, my son has decided to take the Oath.” His father said as he cut the Venison meat.

“Good for Tara. He needs to and when your Laden pops, that little boy will need to think about it.” Grandpa Luck said as he looked at Tara, who picked at the Venison meat.

“What is wrong, my little one?” Tara’s mother said as she walked up behind him.

“N… Nothing, mother. I am just not hungry right now. Can I go to bed early?” Tara said as he picked at the meat.

“Yes, my little Tara. Good Night and I love you.” His mother said as she kissed his forehead.

Tara nodded to his father and grandparents. He told them good night and he went straight to bed. He laid in bed, listening to Amilia, Badilia and Celia laughing in the living room as Grandma Rose Guard told stories about how she got certain scars. About 4 or 5 hours went by, when he heard his Grandparents leave the house and his parents walked into his room. He faked himself sleeping and his parents kissed his forehead. They smiled and tucked him in. They left the room and he fell asleep.

Morning rolled around and Tara was the first one up. Then, Amilia got up and saw Tara in the kitchen. She smiled and started making breakfast. Their father walked in and looked at Tara.

“No time for breakfast, my son. We leave now for the Oath you shall take today.” His father said as he grabbed Tara and started dragging him toward the front door.

“He needs to eat father!” Amilia yelled as Tara pulled away from his father.

“Let me eat and then we can go.” Tara said as he started walking back to the kitchen.

“Tara!! Come with me, NOW!!” His father yelled as he glared after him.

“No, father. I need to eat, or I will have no energy for the journey.” Tara said as he grabbed a bottle of milk out of the fridge.

Tara drank the milk and grabbed a slice of bread and started eating it. Tara walked up to his father and nodded to him. They left out the door and straight to the Oath Taker. They got there and Tara saw a woman with Purple hair and blue eyes.

“Ahhhh. Is this the Little Tara Diera you told me about, Heath?” She asked him as she turned around and looked at Tara.

“Yes, madam of Oaths. I am Tara Diera.” Tara said as he bowed.

“Well, let us begin the Oath taking. Which Oath are you taking, my dear kid?” She asked Tara.

“I wanted to take the No Attach and No Cry Oath.” Tara said as he stood up tall.

She looked at him surprised. He nodded and she grabbed the book with a cross on it.

“Repeat the words I say. Got it?” She said as she flipped the pages in the book until she got to the page she needed.

“Got it.” He said with a smile.

“Put your right hand up and your left hand on your heart.” She said as she looked at Tara.

He did so and looked at her. He nodded and took a deep breath.

“I take thy Oath to not attach myself to anything or anyone. I take thy Oath to not cry when one dies or goes missing.” She said as she held her right hand up.

“I take thy Oath not to attach myself to anything or anyone. I take thy Oath not to cry when one dies or goes missing.” Tara said as he looked straight into her eyes.

His body convulsed and he dropped to the ground. His father looked at her and she held her hand up saying to wait. Tara stood up and there was no emotion left in his face. He looked at his father and walked away from him. His father followed him home and Tara walked in and his mother stopped Tara in the living room. She saw that there was no emotion in his face.

“Tara, sit down now.” His mother said as she pushed him down.

He sat down as his father walked in.

“What happened to him? Why is there no emotions left in him?” His mother asked his father.

“My dear Laden, he decided to take the Oath. That is what happened to him. It will be hard for us to accept that, but he chose this fate, not us.” His father said as he walked up to her.

“No!! He needs emotions to be accepted into the EU.” His mother said as she started to cry.

“No emotions means I am free from burdens that only held me back.” Tara said as he stood up and walked into the kitchen where Amilia and Badilia were.

They all finally accepted Tara’s decision and years went by. He had the same dream with Ragheam and L’odannas running through his head. It made him restless at night, even with Deera right there with him.

Will he tell them or keep it a secret and suffer?

I have a relationship with a lady

that you won’t understand

Nothing in this world

Makes me feel the way she can

Since the first time I met her

I knew she was the one

Never questioning or judging me

Despite the things I’ve done

She doesn’t care that I’m ugly

Or that I use to be so fat

Infact,

She’s been incredible helpful with that

No matter what I’m going through

I know she’s always there

Like two peas in a pod

At first we made the perfect pair

She made me feel invincible

Now she attacks with psychological warfare

She fills my head with lies

But use to make my problems disappear

When she leaves me lonely

She makes me wish for death

She fills me with diabolical voices

Who scream madness in my head

But like I said before

And repeat but once again

No one understands unless they have seen

The hell that I’ve been in

And through torture so obscene

On the brink of insanity

Filled with anger, rage, and hate

Headed straight to my death

Or maybe a prison inmate.

But be that as it may

I love Tina most days of the week

But with every flick of my Bic

A divorce is what I truly seek

Tina’s far from beautiful

She’s nothing but a dirty little whore

But the second that she’s gone

I’d almost kill for just a tiny bit more

The thing you don’t know about Tina

She comes with one guarantee

For her to leave someone must die

And that someone will not be me

I refuse to keep choking on her lies

Even though I'm not afraid of death

The truth is that her name isn’t really Tina

Her name is Crystal