Warning: Please read the teaser before chapter 1!!

Fleck sighed and handed Bastille his pack. And his sword. And his bow. And his quiver. He left his identification Citadel Passes around his neck on their twine and kept an arrow tucked in his cloak.

"We're going to Akolan." Bastille said, tossing Fleck a bag of potatoes and a waterskin.

How can this be? Fleck wondered. he knew Bastille thought he was stupid, but had never expected her to turn on the cause. so many questions flashed through Fleck's mind, suddenly landing on the arsenist and conspiracy theories of last year.

But worse than the hunger, worry, and thirst nagging him, was one sentence. Bastille was a traitor.

After several hours of walking, questions plaguing his mind, Fleck threw his hands in the air.

“Alright, Bastille. What’s this about?” he asked.

“Nothing.” Bastille mumbled.

“Something’s wrong.” Fleck said, looking hard at her.

“Nothing..” She repeated.

They walked in silence, bastille pointing her bow at fleck. Fleck’s mind whirled with questions like a tornado. Finally, Bastille said something.

“I want a normal life. Your so lucky, Cove.” She said, kicking a stone over the edge of the cliff.

“Lucky? Why? I lost everything, Bastille.”

“Not everything. You still have family who loves you.” She said.

“And you don’t?”

“Helmer’s not that loving anymore.” Bastille said.

Fleck grunted in agreement, than perked up.

“Your dad is Helmer?” He asked.

“Yes. And my last name is Blackstar.”

“Ahh, well, my cousin. Tell me about taking me to jail, eh?”

“I’m a spy and raptor general in morbin’s layer. I’m spying for the cause.”

“Oh. Blackstar?”

“Don’t tell Cole and Heyna, they’re not actually twins.”

Fleck frowned, thinking about what Bastille had said.

Suddenly, a rabbit with charred fur burst past them.

“Fleck! The forest’s on fire!” Bastille shouted.

Fleck tackled the young brown rabbit. His eyes were wild with terror as he struggled to get loose.

“An arsonist, sir.” He stuttered.

“Who are you?” Fleck growled.

“Ky- Kyle, sir. Gimme back home!”

“Your coming with me.” Fleck said, binding Kyle in rope and dragging him along.

-Fleck