We ran for quite some time, until we found two horses on which we mounted. We knew that Erik and our parents wouldn't be far behind. It was only a matter of time before we were dragged back into our depressing lives.

I hated commitment, with a burning passion. I loved the way freedom felt, riding in the wind. The glint of dusk in every surface. The bed of grass I so commonly slept on. The breath of rain and the colours that dotted the countryside landscape that we so often passed.

But now we were running again, this was the price of our freedom. That we could never fully enjoy it, that in the end, we would always have to run.

In turn this made us edgy, untrustworthy, expect for us three, there was no friends, just allies. Allies that we may interact with often, but never trust.

The countryside passed in a blur, thoughts running as fast.

"We need to stop," I yelled to Tom who slowed his horse to a brisk trot.

"I agree, we need a safe place,"

"We need a consultant,"

"What are you saying?" He asked.

"We need to visit the witch of Brevet,"

...

*Air POV*

As the two young immortals rode towards the witch of answers, a certain young prince was experiencing issues of his own. Erik clutched his fists tighter, fighting the alien force that was invading his brain. His father had asked for him to attend a meeting on hunting down the remaining two Descendants.

"We believe that they may be travelling North, aside from that, we have no idea of their target," one of the advisors said, gesturing to different places on the map, "we know that they are travelling by horse and road, which must mean they are planning to go to a village of some sorts,"

Notch looked to Erik who bit back the answer from the thing that was controlling him.

Herobrine looked at him with some interest. Erik would've bet his meagre resources that Herobrine was the cause of his erratic behaviour. He silently cursed his uncle as his opinion spilled.

"Eva is smart on her own, but sometimes she looks too much into the long term. She will risk her safety just to set up something that will last a bit longer than a few weeks. She will confide in a consultant, more importantly, a seer. Get ready, they're planning to go to Brevet,"

A/N: So Erik isn't on the evil side... Kinda. What did you think? Please leave your comments below!