HELLLLLLLLLLLO!! Yes I am back after…a year of being absent…I think…about that long. After much procrastination I have finally REVISED and EDITED my story. YEEEAH! Now it focuses on Oban more! And some grammatical errors are gone. Sorry for the long wait.
Summary: With the fate of the universe on their son's shoulders, Molly, Aikka, and friends will fight demons of hell to stop the evil from destroying the universe.
Disclaimer: I do not own Oban Star-Racers, just a few minor characters, okay so Molly and Aikka's son is not minor but…
A/N: This is not a one shot! Just so you know, now let us get started!
A/N: Sorry, this will only take a minute. I would like to dedicate these first three chapters to Crystal Persian who's messaging and encouragement kept me from quitting when I wanted to. Thank her for the story that is now going up people, because without her, I wouldn't have bothered finishing this first chapter and getting started on the next. And I would also like to thank all those who reviewed my other stories and liked them. Thank you. Your encouragement has given me light.
Okay, no lie now, we're starting "While Everyone Was Out"
Chapter 1: Welcome To Our Family
In the beginning, there was one. That one became two. And that two became four. And so the cycle went on until ten creators were born. Of those Tawth ruled supreme, for he was the first, the creator. His brother, Seuto, prevailed over strength and war. Resoso became the ruler's protector. Amaxu became the god of wisdom and knowledge. While Orjiza became the god of death.
To each god, a wife was born. Isatsa, the creator. Mazuka, goddess of harvest. Kukiji, the sky goddess. Zuku, goddess of the moon. And Zecta, goddess of life, love, and family.
Together, these create beings created the planet Naurasia. Upon the throne they placed rulers who would watch over the children the gods created together. From the seeds sown by Mazuka and cared for by all, the Naurasian race began.
With each royal birth, a prophecy handed down by the gods was read. Whether the child brought peace and prosperity or destruction was determined by the gods and goddesses and how they saw the child.
But one prophecy stood out. Held in the might hand of Tawth, the single prophecy that would change the events of the entire universe waited for the child, unborn as of yet. Amaxu read to the others among them the words they all proclaimed true.
"The birth of this royal child, born of two different races, birthed by that of a human woman, shall bring together the final events. The Secacadora shall come to pass if this child's parents fail in their part to aid their own child. For this child shall bring the peace all have waited for throughout the universe. The shoulders of this child bare the weight of worlds long since gone and long till born. May the gods and goddesses power be with this child and its parents."
The Secacadora, a horrible prophecy indeed. It has been written that when the enemies of the universe come, if the chosen ones fail to stop them, the Secacadora shall happen. Races will fall, planets will die, and people shall be enslaved. There will be no hope. And within three years of this tragic event, the entire universe shall die. And no life form shall remain until the gods find fit to return the races to their previous state of living.
"The time has come," Tawth announced. He raised the scroll high. His robes pillowed as wind swept through the temple. A priest far below sat up from his bed, the words of the gods echoed through his mind. Without hesitation, he got up and wrote down what had been told to him.
A prince is born.
The lightning outside did not bother the king and queen of Naurasia, who were sleeping peacefully together. Instead of bothering them, it calmed them. The gentle roar of the thunder and the pitter-patter of the raindrops were soothing to these very tired souls. They were, for once in a long time, enjoying a night's sleep.
Crying from a crib placed at the foot of the bed, woke the king and queen. They both sat up and the queen slowly dragged herself out of the warm bed to silence the crying that would otherwise have gone on for hours.
Molly sighed as she reached into the crib and pulled out a baby wrapped up nice and warm in a blue blanket. He continued to wail even after his mother began to whisper reassuring things to him.
"Come, sit down," Aikka said, patting the spot on the bed next to him. Smiling slightly, Molly walked over and sat down, once again, whispering softly and gently to her two-month-old son. He hated storms, and they were just one more reason to keep his parents up at night.
Hi, I am the author, telling the story from my point of view. I am sure you are slightly confused. Well for those who are, let me explain. Molly, known on earth as Eva, married Prince Aikka a Naurasian, about ten months ago. She gave birth to her son, Prince Suko, about two months ago, him being a one-month preemie.
About five months ago, Molly and her husband Aikka were crowned king and queen of Naurasia after Aikka's parents decided to take early retirement. Three months ago, was when the troublesome twosome, Rick Thunderbolt, and Serena, the old queen's lady-in-waiting, were wed. They were called the troublesome twosome because they were always still treating Aikka and Molly like they used to before the two got married. No surprise, but even the baby had not changed their attitudes.
The couple was now on Earth with Rick's family, who welcomed Serena with open arms. They were going to serve, weird enough, as ambassadors for Earth with Naurasia and a few other planets.
Don Wei, Molly's father, was busy with a new team he had put together, with Jordon at the gun, and Stan and Koji still the mechanics. The new pilot, or I should say, pilots, were none other then the twins, Jena and Tina, Molly's cousins, who shows amazing promise as star racers. Don Wei called Molly every other day to keep in touch, and promised to visit soon, but he was still as busy as ever.
And that pretty much sums up everything. However, if there is still someone you a little confused about everything, I will take it a step back to when Suko was born, and clean up a few more things.
The kingdom of Naurasia was celebrating this happy day, April the 20th, where, on Earth, the cherry blossoms were blooming (April/May, right). The people were running through the streets, yelling happily, and celebrating endlessly as they all crowded round the royal palace, cheering for the royal family.
The cause for the great celebration? A royal birth. The newly crowned king and queen of Naurasia were, today, given a gift from their goddess of life, Zetca (Hey, you all asked for made up stuff, well here it is!)
Standing on the balcony, the king stood tall with a bundle in his arms. Cradled in the cloth was a small baby boy with tanned skin like his father. The fuzz appearing atop his head already looked like that of his father as well, but the eyes were a strange reddish color only found in the DNA of the queen, Eva Wei of Earth, better known as Molly, greatest racer in the universe.
He raised to child to show the people of the kingdom. Loudly, he called. "TODAY WE HAVE AN HEIR TO THE THRONE! PRINCE SUKO! IN ONE WEEK WE SHALL HAVE HIS HOLY ACCEPTANCE! YOU ARE ALL INVITED!" The people cheered. Suko laughed as his blurry vision showed him a baby splush and its mother flying around. He reached up to grab it. (Note: Splush, a kind of mix between butterfly and cat. Small, and airborne most of their lives.)
Aikka lowered his son. He held him protectively to his chest as he returned inside. Molly lay on then bed, looking exhausted beyond belief. But when she saw Aikka returning with their son, she sat up, reaching for him. "Let me hold Suko." She sounded tired.
Aikka laid their son in her arms. While Molly began to nurse him, Aikka sat down next to her, and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "You've done what most queens don't manage for years," he told her in his calm voice. "You've given me an heir so early." He kissed her forehead, and smiled happily. "But I think just a child is fine with me."
"He looks just like you, any chance he'll have your manners?" asked Molly. "I hope so; I still get annoyed with some of those idiot ambassadors. One day I'll end up yelling at them." She yawned, and laid back. Suko whined as he was forced to shift position to keep feeding comfortably. "Tired, you feed him."
The king laughed. "Very funny. But in all species, the female takes care of the baby until morning. Or that's what my father tells me."
"Bull." But she was still smiling. As she lay there, her mind began to drift to the ceremony that shall take place in one week. When their son would be accepted in holy royalness by the gods and goddesses. She was nervous. The threat of an evil prophecy loomed over her like a rain cloud.
(A week later)
The Thousands upon thousands of people gathered at the Temple of the Holy Ones. Statues of the gods and goddesses sat husband next to wife, on thrones of golden marble, known as gorble. The king and queen, with family behind them, priests in front of them, and baby in hand, stood on a high dais before the statues.
The High Priest called silence. Everyone hushed. Tension filled the air as the high priest took the scroll offered to him by the prophet. "My children, Heaven smiles down on us today. For unto us is born a prince who shall change our future. Long have we awaited this day, the day of Holy Acceptance. Prince Suko, born of Earth Princess Eva Wei and Naurasian Prince Aikka, you shall be blessed!" He turned around and raised his hands in a half circle, like a bowl.
Light from the sun began to filter in through a red crystal up high in the wall. It cast a red light upon the prince's forehead. It began to glow. He fidgeted, the light bothering his young eyes. As the sun slowly moved, the light vanished. The High Priest moved forward with the second priest. He dipped his index finger within a cup of holy water, and let the droplets fall upon the prince's forehead where the light touched. A blue crystal formed in its wake.
"BLUE! THE COLOR OF OUR HOLY ONES," shouted the High Priest. "HE SHALL BE GREAT!" The people began to scream in joy. After a few minutes of this, the High Priest raised his hand for silence once more. "Now, we shall read the prophecy." He opened the scroll. "The birth of this royal child, born of two different races, birthed by that of a human woman, shall bring together the final events. The Secacadora shall come to pass if this child's parents fail in their part to aid their own child. For this child shall bring the peace all have waited for throughout the universe. The shoulders of this child bare the weight of worlds long since gone and long till born. May the gods and goddesses power be with this child and its parents."
A hushed silence filled the temple. A bussing sound soon filled the air. It grew and grew till the shouts of joy and happiness drowned out all other noises.
Molly smiled down at Suko as Aikka put an arm around her shoulder. The little prince babbled in baby talk, unaware of what was to come in a few years.