I have not written in this Journal in so long i forgot the last time i added to it, I think that date on the page says 2010 but i am not sure. I stopped writing in this when i was a slayer in my home realm, The less information i put on paper the better. That is what i used to think at least.
What prompted me to start writing in this Journal again was my wife to be Quenya, i saw her writing in her own Journal. When i asked her what she was writing she immediately blushed and mumbled something about when we first met. I am not surprised that is what she was writing considering that day was filled with blood, it so strange how that is one of her favorite things. It must be because she is a wolf who will eat anything as long as it smells good. I have seen that woman eat the undead just because she liked the smell, I couldnt watch her do it it was disgusting. Even if she is a rather disgusting eater i still love the weirdo, if it was not for her i dont think i would be writing this. When my family was taken from me i went to a dark place and almost didnt come out, i probably would not have if Quenya had kicked me out of her apartment.
I guess i should explain how i met the very strange woman who will be my wife. I met her when i was 30 years old and barely out of college for the 5th time. I had just discovered my abilities and spent my nights hunting any dangerous creature i could find. On this particular night i ran into a hoard of carrions trying to tear their way into a night time daycare, i know night time daycare sounds weird but in my world it was normal. The carrions had already killed the teachers and were trying to break down the door the children barricaded. They would have made it through if i had not started shooting to get their attention. My plan worked and they descended on me like a pack of vultures honing in on a corpse. It took everything i had even hold my own during the encounter, it almost seemed like for every one that i killed 3 more took its place. I fought them for hours, my arms burned, and my eyes were bleeding from over using them. i was covered in so much blood i could not tell what was mine, but i kept fighting i had to. If i fell the kids would die and i could not let that happen, at least that is what i told myself as my mind dulled from pain and blood loss. My body felt like it was made of lead but i kept fighting, even after their leader stabbed me in the back.
When their leader stabbed me i blacked out for a moment, apparently i kept fighting according to Quenya. I dont remember any of it, all i remember is waking up in a lake of blood. It tasted absolutely horrible but i barely noticed, my attention was on the beautiful woman who was saving me. She tore through those creatures with a ferocious grace that i could never match. Eventually the only opponent was the leader of those creatures. She could have handled the being easily but for some reason i felt the need to use what energy i left to drive my sword into its skull. it worked and the thing died but i am pretty sure i did as well. I woke up six weeks later in a hospital full of elves and a lot of people wanting to talk to me. It was mostly about my eyes but i was having none of it. I tried to leave but they would not let me, i thought i was going to end up being a lab rat with how they were talking.
The only thing that saved me was the same beautiful woman appearing out of no where to save me again. Once i really saw her i could not seem to make words form correctly, I was so stunned by even being near someone like her my mind was blank. If i had been a single man i would have tried to use a pickup line or something to break the ice. Luckily enough for me she did all the talking so i didnt have to, her mind was all over the place. She visited me until i healed and even brought my family with her. How she found them i have no clue, but somehow she convinced them to come with her. Even after i healed she kept visiting me, She came around so much she became my sons god-mother. Fast forward 10 years to after i joined the guardians and she was the one presenting me with my sage emblem. Unfortunately the life of a guardian is a dangerous one and my family paid the price. When i lost them it broke me and i became a slayer, i pushed everyone away including Quenya. I spent 15 years killing anything if i was paid enough, that ended when i picked the wrong target and almost got killed. I knew Quenya had been following me trying to find out where i was so i went to her. I would say i didnt know why i went to her but i know why, i went to her because of all the people in the world she was the only one i wanted to see. When i made it to her apartment she almost kicked me out, she didnt want any of the trouble i might bring but she let me in anywhere.
She patched me up and let me stay with her until i was healed enough to leave. Even though we had not seen each other in years it was like we were never apart. The night i wanted to leave and go back to being a slayer she stopped me. Quenya would never admit it but she begged me to stay and return to the guardians. She hated that i had become a slayer and made her opinion of it quite clear. I almost left until she suddenly kissed me, my heart skipped a beat from the surprise and i almost pulled away. The kiss felt so right i pulled her close and never broke it. We became lovers that night and we stayed lovers off and on for probably 30 years. that changed when i asked her to move in with me once my house in Concordia was finished. She was so excited that she moved her stuff in before the house was even complete. Every day since she has made me smile and fall even deeper in love with her, i have always loved her and always will, nothing will change that. I would give my life for her over and over again as long as she is safe.