First master, Edward's wish

A slight movement to their right silenced Estheniel. A fae was approaching, his hands spread out from the body as if to signal that he was not coming as an enemy. Kneeling on the ground, he fixed his calm gaze on the young girl holding out his hand.

"My name is Aryendal Lys d'Offrai, cousin of Alliera Lys of Thyr. I am a pure fae, a direct descendant of the Prime and renegade to his race and his clan: I refused to attack the only daughter the one I loved had. My knowledge and my powers are yours to command, Princess Meldiriel. I know it's all sudden but I swear by the Fëawen that I mean absolutely no harm to you. My sole purpose is to pass on your fae heritage to you."

"Did you say you loved my mother? I'm afraid I don't understand your motives."

"We were Promised, she broke our engagement to marry your father whom she loved as I loved her. I gave her back her freedom and swore to help her offspring if she felt the need. This promise I can keep today and pay for the faults of my people."

"Meldiriel, Estheniel, I don't know about you, but this help seems rather welcome: the more help we get from the different Races, the better. I am however surprised and suspicious: a pure fae? Renegade to his Race and his Clan? It's the first time I've heard of it. You can teach her what she needs to know when she is better. You will come to my house, twice a week, if she agrees."

"I agree ... with reservation: the fae are not known for their kindness to half-bloods. That he loved my mother is a possibility, the Fëawen is one of the most sacred oaths of their Race."

"I understand your mistrust of me and want to prove my good faith to you. I would do everything in my power to help her and provide her with what she needs, whether be it in the magical arts or other teachings: her movements cause a great stir and I can teach her to be a shadow among the shadows between the world. It is through this turmoil that the Prime tracks her and sends the trackers on her, her energy is largely identifiable and will eventually cause her doom if no one teaches her to go unnoticed."

Estheniel stood up slowly, searching the fae's eyes with his mauve eyes, transmitting what he was feeling to his two companions without restriction. He could sense that the fae was not telling the whole truth and that made him suspicious of it. Sitting down, he looked at the girl, asking her permission before acting.

"I will only meet you in the presence of one of my two guardians, this condition is not negotiable. I don't trust you, the fae never gave me a single good reason to believe them peaceful. Tell yourself that at the slightest mistake on your part, at the slightest sign of danger, I will be ruthless. My blood has flowed enough, it's time for it to stop. Do you understand?"

Aryendal nodded, knowing full well that the young girl would not reverse this decision. Getting up and bowing again to the three companions, he slowly walked away knowing he was being watched. He cursed his great-uncle and serving this child was an excellent revenge in his eyes. From her mother she had this obstinacy, this refusal to give in, this pride whatever the circumstances. She was powerful, too powerful even according to the ancients, but this power was not channeled and could hurt her. Sighing, he left his business card with the bartender to pass it on to Leifr before stepping out of the club and fainting into the world.

With the fae gone, Estheniel, Meldiriel and Leifr relaxed a bit, enjoying the atmosphere of the bar, Leifr guiding his companions in the choice of their drinks and snacks, choosing for the young girl simple and substantial dishes. The smile seemed to return to her lips even though it seemed to hide something else, a certain reserve. Meldiriel peered around, recognizing from the first glance who was human and who wasn't, playing with her aura to the delight of the two men beside her. The only thing spoiling her pleasure was the presence of Edward who seemed to be watching her every move as if looking for the slightest loophole. Lowering her mental defenses, she probed him shamelessly, wishing to understand his intentions. What she saw made her shiver inside: pure hatred, unconditional hatred for anything that was not purely human. He only saw her as a waste of air and space that he wanted to eliminate, especially now that she was his key to fortune. The only thing holding him back was that he waited to see whether or not the legend was true, in which case he might sell the offspring for more than the mother. So much hatred and greed made her want to throw up. Clenching her fists, she lifted her head, her gaze turning cold and looked him straight in the eye, daring him to approach her.

"Leifr, I have the regret to tell you that your human is nothing but a greedy traitor. He sold me to the highest bidder and is just waiting for one thing to deliver me, see whether or not I can give birth to dhampirs in which case he intends to sell the child for even more… He hates me. In his eyes I am nothing but a monstrosity, an aberration of nature that should have been eliminated at birth. He hates me all the more since you protect me."

"Sorry ?! What did this little bastard do? I hope I didn't hear what you just said." The vampire wanted to stand up but the girl's hand prevented him, the girl already having an idea of ​​how to trap him and make him confess his macabre plans.

Smiling coldly, she stood up slowly, placing a hand on the shoulder of each of her attendants. Estheniel stiffened in shock at the energy she suddenly gave off: she was purely demonic, Meldiriel tapping into the powers of his blood instinctively. The wave of energy swept through the club, making the crowd in attendance shudder, forcing them to turn their heads towards its source. Tilting her head back defiantly, she fixed her gaze on the human. She seemed to invite him, provoke him, her pale skin glistening slightly under the dim lights of the club.

"I offer a particularly entertaining game: "Dawn Survivor". I challenge you, Edward." The girl's voice echoed through the room, which had suddenly become silent under the wave of energy she had launched. "Neither of us can be helped, powers forbidden. Just a deadly game of hide and seek between you and me. Two humans, one against the other, time limit, daybreak. Just you and me on a hunt where human weapons are allowed, with no limitations. Do you accept this challenge?"

The club's clientele stared at the human, awaiting his response. It had been a long time since anyone in the region had launched this challenge and the young girl had given it properly. She was even at a disadvantage if her appearance was to be trusted.

"I will spill your blood on the tombs of my ancestors, bitch without honor! I accept the challenge. I am alone, can you say the same?"

The burst of laughter he received in response made people shudder: she had pulled away from her protectors and blocked them with a wall of power.

"I come to you as on the day I was born, naked and unarmed, alone. Leifr, Estheniel, the wall will dissolve on its own in a few minutes. I forbid you to get involved in this fight, this hunt. I'll meet you home before dawn."

Without further ado, she attacked the human with her bare hands, forcing him to back away, showing him that she was not as weak as she looked. Her movements were fluid, quick and precise. Pushing him back to the counter, she inflicted the last of insults on him, slapping him lightly before stepping back quickly. Edward let out a cry of rage before dashing, head down, at the young girl who deftly dodged him, appearing to dance. Taunting him, she walked out of the club, one part of the crowd following her, the other waiting to see what the human would do. The two groups formed, the fastest would go back and forth between the two, the latter having to transmit and report any breach of the rules. Hiding in a bush, she awaited for him to come to the parking lot as well before leaping on him like a cat on its prey, knocking him down before getting up and smiling. She was on familiar ground, this type of fight was her favorite. She could fully exploit her human potential without being weakened or hampered.