“I’m going to inquire about a room,” said Xate, “Don’t do anything foolish!”

Xhalite nodded, Xate walked off and he instantly walked towards the waitress girl.  She blushed and started to walk towards the employee area.  Xhalite walked faster than her, and in a failed attempt to be cool, he jumped in front of her and she bumped into him spilling several pints of mead. Bad move dude. The mead spilled all over both of them, Xhalite thought that in a drunken frenzy the girl was going to make out with him. Unfortunately for him, she actually looked at him in disgust and punched him in the stomach and walked over him as he doubled over. She went straight behind the counter and into the back room. The whole place roared with laughter.

One man shouted, “Dem tavern wenches are real hard to get for ya aren’t dey boy?”

Everyone continued to laugh.

“Damn… what a b…” Xhalite started and was interrupted by Xate.

“You idiot!” Xate yelled. “I go for a few seconds and you fail at flirting with the waitress and make a fool of yourself, me, and embarrass the poor girl!”

“Hey, you’re not my mom!” Xhalite argued. “I like her!”

Xate face-palmed for the twentieth time.

The waitress girl stood behind the tavern in thought. That boy, he’s funny, but I feel this won’t be the last time I see him. I shouldn’t have been so hard on him, I hope if I see him again he’ll forgive me for hitting him. That was embarrassing though.

The air grew colder than normal, the girl looked around, then a soft but menacing voice spoke.

“Out here alone are you?” A very heavy accent on a woman’s voice said.

“Huh? Where are you?” The girl replied with a little fear.

“Come this way…”

“I’m not that stupid, if you’re going to try and do something to me, show yourself and I’ll fight you off!” The girl shouted.

A blood red mist rolled around her, the night seemed even darker, and then the mist materialized as a woman with long purple hair, black lipstick, and dead eyes. Her skin was as pale as the dead. She wore a black, tight, cloth suit over her body up to here chest, and black long sleeved gloves with no finger-holes, just cloth wrapping around through her middle and index finger. On both of her thighs were daggers made of bone. A symbol was tattooed on her right below her neck, an ‘X’ with lines coming out of it at the top, and the sides.

“Um, hey,” The waitress girl said, “I’m sorry, I don’t have any money, or anything of value, and if you are thinking about something else, I’m not like that!”

“Hmm,” The woman smiled. “That’s okay, you don’t need any of that.

“Then why?…”

The woman almost laughed then put her hand on one of her knives. The waitress girl started to back up into the door, but it was locked. She forgot that it locked from the outside and she’d have to go in from the front! The woman drew her knife and quicker than sound was in front of the waitress girl threatening her life.

“You’ll have to come with me, if you scream, you bleed,” The woman threatened.

The waitress girl couldn’t do anything with the knife so close to her neck. She was completely powerless. Suddenly, she was surrounded by darkness and in a flash was in the middle of the desert at night.

Xhalite and Xate had rented a room, they were going to sleep. Xhalite couldn’t stop thinking about the girl. That night was a peaceful, but dreamless night. The next day would prove to more difficult than the other.