19A/N: ok this new chapter is just to alert you guys to what I wrote in the first one. Basically, I've looked at my earlier chapters and boy do they suck. Soooo, I'm rewriting them. Tell me whatcha think of the New Improved Intro!
Kahlen woke up in the morning feeling slightly feverish, with all the aches and pains that generally went with the condition. He shivered slightly despite the warmth of the morning sun, and groggily tried to sit up…
"Gods above…"he groaned, as he collapsed back down again. Damn, when was the last time I felt like this? Not since…before my Healing gift awakened…
He turned his head to look at Elanor, and jerked upright in shock, his own weakness overridden and forgotten. Elanor was lying on the sheets, as pale as parchment, her perspiration forming large wet spot on the linen beneath them. She was shivering despite the warmth of the room, and when he touched her head, he found her burning.
"Holy…" He began to frantically shake her awake in blind panic, before his logic managed to push past the fog of fever and intervene. You're a Healer, dammit! Do something about this! Focusing as he had been taught, he placed one hand on the young dragon's forehead, the other on her heart, and closed his eyes, reaching inwards and outwards for the healing power that flowed through him and the earth…
His head spun, and he collapsed onto the bed again as his head exploded in pain. What in the…what happened to my Gift? Frantically, he tried to access his Talent, only to be forced to stop as another attack of giddiness and the pain that accompanied it almost overwhelmed him and drove him to the edge of unconsciousness.
Elanor moaned weakly, tossing and turning, and Kahlen groaned, knowing he was unable to do anything to help. Staggering over to the bell pull, he rang it, before collapsing back onto the bed…
Riana and Gawain were wide-eyed and sweating heavily, wracked with convulsions and vomiting blood as they moaned through their tightly-clenched teeth, animal sounds without coherence. Though their eyes were open, they did not respond to anything, and moaned in agony. Healers moved around their bed, attempting to treat the mysterious ailment.
Inside them, they were screaming together, a silent scream that could not pass the lips, a reaction to the sheer torture that wracked them. They could no longer feel anything except the pain, the agony, the hellfire that burned through both of them…
Healers poured power into them blindly, their Sight unable to aid them, hoping that the sheer energy that was coursing into their bodies would have some effect.
Abruptly, the shadows near the bed writhed, and Stephen appeared flanked by four Shadowmelders. He recoiled from the rictus of agony on Riana's face and whirled to confront the healer with a shouted "What in all the Hells happened to her?!"
Unfelt, unheard by all, an ethereal voice whispered: "And now, the Judge comes into his power…"
A/N: I'll post up the rest of this once i finish the rewrite. Until then, enjoy...