Anatu I was beyond livid that Steve was not with the other workers. After my conversation with my father, I promised him that Steve was a hard worker and would not disobey an order. I found him missing when I went to collect him. I called for two hunters to come to me while the shit diggers stood along the wall with their heads between their knees. I was about to send the two hunters down the trail when we started to hear footsteps coming toward us from the tunnels. While I was questioning Steve I sent one of the hunters down the tunnel to make sure Steve’s story was the truth. It wouldn’t be the first time a story like this was told to us. I was more than happy to hear from the hunter that not only was the story true, but the pathway was cleaner than it should have been. ‘I knew he was a great worker!’ I thought to myself. This alone was not enough to change my mood. Steve came with the shrew of a redhead that my father is going to name consort. I will not stand for him speaking with her. It was beyond disobedient. I have never had anyone ignore my words when I push my will on them. Until my siblings clued into what I was doing, I was able to get them to do whatever I said. At least until they learned to push my will away from me. Plus there was the issue of the pendent that father charmed. I could tell from the bathing room that it was already charmed to begin with. That was probably why IT was able to get away from my words of persuasion. There is also the other issue I had, how was IT able to prevent me from moving? No hybrid that I have ever heard of was capable of such magick! The biggest issue I have with IT, when her training is completed, IT will be one more person for my father to pay attention to, I will be overlooked even more than I am now! ‘THIS is not”T FAIR!’ I screamed in my mind. ‘Why does father always forget that I exist too?’ I watched Steve bathe, I had to fight the urge to go over and aid in his bathing. I wanted to rub my hands up and down his body. ‘Finally I have something that is all mine!’ I had issues controlling my emotions when the serf was shaving Steve’s face. The fact she was touching what is mine, bothered me more than I should have allowed to show. Once she was done I snapped at her to leave. Steve’s expression told me he was not happy with me. I wanted him to be happy with me. I wanted him to want me as I wanted him. ‘Why did he look so sad?’ I was more than happy to hear that Steve and Merna were never friends. While listening to Steve speak about Merna, he gave me more than enough information. I was starting to connect the dots. The mother of all mothers has always favoured human borns. With my father knowing IT’s identity but not saying what she is, that means that now the mother of all mothers is protecting her along with my father. That made IT important. I still did not like the idea that she would be one more individual who would push me away from my father. He always forgets about me. ‘How and what is IT?’ I remembered how she stopped me from hitting the serf. No one would dare stop a high-ranking member from handing out a punishment, yet Mer.na did! ‘Maybe she is a powerful sorceress? There are tales of their power that even my father's siblings fear. They follow no master, living in the shadows where no one sees them. They are more of a mystery, many believe that they have died out over the centuries. I rubbed my fingers in his hair, it was soft, but I wanted to test something out. I locked my eyes on him, “I do not like your hair!” He lied to me, “It would make things easier if my hair was not in the way.” That is what he said, but it was a lie. I decided I was going to get rid of his hair, if he wanted to grow it back, I would allow it. It was not that bad, it was just a custom for us to get rid of our hair. Very few of us keep our hair, it becomes a hassle to keep it around. I lay beside Steve as he slept beside me. I recalled all of the emotions that he did not show. He might have smiled, placing a veil over his face, thinking I would not see, but I could tell everything was a lie. I was gifted at birth with the same skills my father has, the ability to see through lies. I had to wait until my love slumbered, there I would enter their dreams to find the truth that lies underneath their skin. Steve's actions told me one story, he did please me greatly. But like my father, I do not like lies. Digging my fingers into Steve’s temples I wiggled my fingers around until I found what I was looking for. I felt what he felt the second he saw me, how much he wanted to be with me. I smiled knowing that he wanted me to. Then dark clouds of negative emotions rolled over his first emotions of me. I saw through his eyes and felt what he felt when I brought my hand up to strike him down. All he wanted to do was get to know me better through conversation and I broke his bleeding heart with one action. Steve was exactly like me, a bleeding heart, and I broke him, I was the last thing that killed his spirit of happiness. Pulling my fingers out of his mind I cradled Steve’s head to my chest as tears rolled down my face onto his. Lightly kissing him, I regretted every action and harsh word that I had given Steve. I wish I could take back everything and start over again. ‘But how could so few bad events cause him so much pain?’ I stuck my fingers back into his temples and I went back to his earliest memories. Father was not joking when he said that if it weren't for bad luck, Steve would have no luck at all. I was under the impression from my older siblings that all human born parents loved their children too much. That they all lived in a world of illusion of happiness. What Steve’s childhood shows me is his father punishing him for doing what he was told to do. Everyone used him and his mother didn’t protect him as she was supposed to. ‘My father can be a cruel ruler, but even he abides by the laws that we all follow, so why are human borns so cruel for no reason?’ I saw every struggle that Steve endured, yet still, he always smiled even if his spirit was breaking each day. I saw the gun he held in his hands, thinking that there was no point in moving forward. After that battle, he swore he would continue to work harder than ever to prove to himself that in a world of darkness there still can be happiness and love. ‘I was the one that shattered the last bit of hope!’ I realized the damage that I had done. He will not break his vow, which I am sure of. Steve will do everything that I order or what he thinks I want. But I know the first chance he has, he will find a way to end his existence. In my arms is an empty shell, the last bit of light, I killed because I thought I had to be like my sister Zefer. I could not show weakness! "Why do you have to be like them?" I remembered Steve asking me. “I have to be or Zefer will kill you like she did all of my other pets!” I held on to Steve as I started to cry, “I can not lose you or I will be forever alone!” Tingles of energy sparked between Steve and me. For a second I thought he was going to wake up. I was unsure of what was happening. I wiped the tears away. I had to test out my theory! Removing my body from Steves, I slowly brought my hand closer to Steves as sparks of energy came to life. Covering my hand over my mouth, “my mate!” I whispered, “what have I done?” I jumped out of bed pacing the room trying to think about what I was going to do. Studying Steve's slumbering form, I knew what I was going to do. Somehow I was going to fix what I had done wrong. I will explain my actions. I will show him that he can love and be loved back and I will no longer be alone … he will never be alone!