The Guardians of the world between
Carmella sat at her desk typing aimlessly. She fiddled with her butt long blond/brown braid, brushing the end of it around her ear repeatedly. Her blue eye showed sleepiness, yet she could not go to sleep if she had to. The day had gone by as if to torture her mind, the minuets acting like years to her feeble anime deprived mind. She had missed both Gundam Wing and Mobile suit Gundam. She had to watch what was on and be thankful that she was not with her anime-hating sisters. They never shut up about how things on the show sucked to them.
The day had gone by so slow and, she had only an hour ago gotten off work. She stared at the computer screen as if in a sleepy daze. She had finished a neither part, of yet a neither story series that she had been working on. She would send to her friend to check over before sending it to Cat and Caitlin to look over. They were quite nice with their words, as well as honest in their opinions of them. She had listened to her Japanese learning tape for about four or five lessons then quit. Her mind not wishing to focus on anything, that would salve her boredom at the time. She looked around the room.
Carmella looked around her room finding the filing cabinet. Opening it, she fiddled with the files. Pulling out the thinnest, but probably very best one, she read it. Then with a sigh from her, she seemed to look dreamily at the paper in front of her. The story that had taken her the longest to write and finish. Her heart and soul had been pored into it. She had lived breathed and lived the story. 'The defeat of the sorceress' was its title. She had tried for over a year to show, who Shatar of War really was and such things about her powers and family.
"I wish I could be Shatar of War. I made her perfect and, even cared about, not to mention little sister to two of the four dark warlords of the Dynasty. A true Dynasty Bitch, like me. If only I could be her and, not me even if just for a while. I wonder what it would be like."
The simple wish seemed to be heard as a bright indigo light then came. The light blinded Carmella to the point, she had to cover her eyes or, risk being completely blinded. She felt the light was stunned to find that this light was a cold, cold as the wind on a bad winter's day. It was freezing to the touch and yet, she welcomed it, almost as much as thirsty men do cool water. The power of it was like the days she could never get enough of silence, which normally drove her insane with annoyance, fear and made her paranoid to no end.
Once the light died down and, the coldness had left her body. She almost protested it absence. The feeling of it was almost what she had been looking for her entire life. She looked to the same spot of which it had come. However instead of light, in its place was a person.
This person had knee length hair that was crimson red like blood, which was held in a braid. She continued to look up finding, the body was slender yet well built. She then reached the porcelain white face and with the exception of the eyes, the woman's face was identical to her own. The slim yet tear like shape was rounded. The others face was crowned by a band that went across her forehead, it was about three inches wide almost covering her whole forehead. It also held on it, the symbols of Loyalty on one side accompanied, by the symbol of Obedience on the other. Then in the center was a circle that held the symbol of Hope.
Carmella was then stunned into silence at that sighting. Her mind raced a million reasons why this was not real, that it was her mind wandering or, she fell asleep and this was some nightmare to taunt her. She had made that crown in a story to, show the bond between the two warlords and Shatar, after she had saved them from a dark sorcerer's power.
It was also the time when she received the armor of War. It had come from Talpa's armor remnants. Her sister had used magic, to heal the damage done and, was going to give Shatar's body to Talpa as a new form to rule the world. Shatar's pure heart luckily was powerful enough to purify the armor and reform it as well, giving it a virtue like the rest of the other armors.
Hers although did reacted to the powers of Cale and Anubis, when they tried to lend her there powers. It formed three crowns like the one she now wore. On each, there own virtue was in the middle. While their crows were on it gave them, access to Shatar's powers as well as Shatar to theirs. The crowns then making them brother and sister in arms and in powers.
Carmella remembered it like it had really happened. She had worked four nights in a row to get the seance right. She had even gone as far as to almost place herself in Shatar's places as it happened. Dais and Sekmet treated her like a sister, but did not have the bond like Cale and Anubis. She smiled inwardly at that memory. The day she finished the story, had been true bliss. The story that she had read over about ninety nine times.
The only big difference between the two of them besides their hair and eye color was; Carmella was warring; a pair of shinny black pants with a blue Chinese style dragon shirt, boots that went to her knee. Her own hair in the same style braid, but it fell only to the small of her back. Carmella also stood only five feet seven in a half inches tall.
The new woman standing in front of her had on what seemed to be Ronin warrior sub-armor and, had a sort of cloak that reached her ankles. The cloak was held at her color bone with a heavy broach, which was rounded. The broach had a four-pointed star on it with an indigo color. A smaller silver four pointed star was in it as well as being a dark rich indigo to match her eyes as well. Then her sub-armor was black and navy blue colored. The woman also was taller but two or three inches give or take.
Carmella rubbed her eyes in disbelief. She was dreaming or hallucinating, whichever she was seeing things. Those thoughts raced threw her head.
"Who are you and, what are you doing hear?" Carmella demanded using her best-irritated Wufie voice. It seemed to work as the other girl was quit for only a second. Before giving, a sort of grin that made Carmella consider running.
"I am Shatar of War, Guardian to the world of dreams you might say. I know all about you Carmella and, your wish. I have come to grant it." The young girl's voice was soft, yet had a firm tone to it.
Carmella flopped down in the sat she had been sitting in only moments before. Carmella looked at her in disbelief. Trying to make since of what was just said to her, by the new young woman that had appeared out of no were. Carmella then pushed all other thoughts aside. Looking to the new clone of herself, that sat not three feet away from her. However, with a calm expression written on her face and eyes. Carmella wanted to jump up and say 'Lets do it, grant my wish' however her mind caught that before, her heart could do anything. It called to her like an over baring parent would do. "You already have brothers Carmella, Remember Seth and Aaron? They are still your brothers." She could not fight with that but did her best to push it aside and find out what awaited her with this version of herself that had come to her, in hopes of granting Carmella's wish.
"How did you . . . What did you . . . How in the bloody blue blazes did you do that? How!?" Carmella stuttered as her mind struggled to find words.
The other woman seemed to see that and, answered the unfinished question before Carmella could come out with it.
"I am hear to make you me, so to say. You wished to become me so. I am here to grant that wish Carmella. You will have all my powers and everything as you would put it." The other woman said softly as she stepped closer.
Carmella felt strangely relieved to hear those words but was on edge.
"How is this going to happen, should I allow it?" the words came out in an almost growl.
The young woman stopped and, seeing a chair sat down. She sighed then raised her hand palm up in the air. From nothing came a beautifully crafted nagata. It was a special design; with two blades that almost touched in the middle at one end, the first blade was about six to nine inches long and, curved slightly as well as doubles bladed. Then the second blade was half the size and bent almost to touch the other in the middle as well making a six like shape. Then to finish it off, the staff was a lot like Kento's staff. It was smooth yet in the areas it came out in, they were rounded. To add on to that was a pair of angelic wings that folded down at the same end the two blades did. Holding in their center an indigo stone about the size of a marble, they held the blade to the staff. At the other end a three blades stuck out making a fan look to it, each sharp and deadly.
Shatar then closed her eyes as she said, "To have you understand that, you must see it for yourself Carmella. I only hope you can understand what I have to say."
She then gripped the staff closer. There was a bright light and, again the coldness surrounded her. Carmella then found herself in an open field. The sky had three moons as well. The land was that of a marsh or flooded plant land that seemed to go on forever. Small flowers and plants floated aimlessly as an unfelt current flowed around. Carmella was in ah over it.
"Were am I?" Carmella whispered turning to Shatar. Shatar smiled as she answered back. "This place should be familiar to you Carmella. This is the place, which I call home. In addition, to this one, I guard many more realms, which are next to this one. They are all for the moment under my protection. I should think you know this place very well."
Carmella then looked suprized at that answer. "But this is the Dynasty. An idea that some one made up. There is no such place. The only place it really exists is in the hearts of those who dream of it and, those read the stories. The place was a animators vision in my mind."
Shatar smiled and looked around. "Come and see my brothers. I will explain on the way." With that Shatar began walking towards a castle, Carmella ran to catch up. Shatar apparently could move very fast.
"Carmella you think this world is not real right?" Shatar asked innocently. Carmella nodded, "I wish it were real, but this place is part of a story and, I live in it only threw the stories and dreams I have of it Shatar. You are not even supposed to be real. As I remember correctly, I made you up in my stories . . . a worrier that could die and come back, the true holder of power over death in my book. "
Shatar then giggled slowing her pace. "Carmella this is real believe it or not. I am real though it was you, who gave me form and life Carmella. I was nothing but a neither floating blob of energy, before you gave me life. Then you thought of me and, gave me a name, a body and place to live. I am grateful to you for that. However I have lived for a long time and, this place is more, then my simple mind can handle."
Shatar posed as if in deep thought. "You created me and know much more, then even you can tell. I was called to you, when you made that wish. This is the reason why, I have called you here. I am not going to be able to continue fighting the demon's that pelage these worlds. I took an attack before you created me. I was a blob of energy after that attack, because I had to physical form you could say. When you made me, my guardian body was reformed and, you were named my protector and ruling lady. Your dream energy was given to me to fight and use to keep these worlds clean of the soul demon scum."
Carmella was not quit so suprized that time, she had quickly grown used to it. She looked over to the hill, it covered the castle a bit and, she could hear fighting over it. She looked to Shatar with a frown. This felt so right, but why was she so afraid to just do it. Carmella then designated to just do it, like so many times she had just gone in head first and not even thought about it.
"What will happen after we become one? What will I do then?" Carmella's eye looked like that of a child as she asked. Shatar was then stunned into happiness. Carmella had accepted the gift and Shatar could live on, threw her ruling lady.
"You will still be you, only with the memories and, powers of me. My name will be yours here and, all that was mine will be yours. All that will change is your dream energy will not be given every night as you dream. As Guardian now, you fight with that energy, as well as use the xstra energy here. Your charge here is to find the other realm guardians. If you tried to take this place on by yourself, you will fail horribly. There are to many realms and, so few of them are safe from the Soul demands."
Carmella then smiled. She felt that to go threw with this would be a good dissention. She had as of yet to go against her gut instinct. Normally it led to fun and adventcher that was a growing experience. This time she knew friends and team members could get along and fight. Carmella had always wanted to do something that could make hundreds of others happy, guarding this place was her ticket to do just that.
"I feel this is right and, I accept this. Do what you must or tell me, what I am to do. I am ready Shatar of War, do your thing." Carmella then gave a smile that melted Shatar's heart for a moment. Shatar stepped forward grasping Carmella's hand in hers, then held the staff in the other hand. Smiling she closed her eyes as the symbol of Hope lighted up on her for head.
"All you must do is clear your mind and do not fear what happens next." Shatar's voice said in a soft tone that spoke of trust and hope. Then the power was all over Shatar, covering every inch of her tall body with its deep color.
Carmella could feel the cold power surrounding her and, was ready when it pierced her form. Filling her tell she could almost take no more. Her mind reeled at first to the memories and, power that was becoming her new self. She felt as if her very soul was changing, filling, and transforming. The joining was exhilarating and yet terrifying all at once. The power was like pure joy and all other emotions rolled up into a tangible or semi-tangible form. Like water that she could swim in and sand she could feel. The sensation then ended as her body now hummed with the power that was introduced.
Carmella then opened her eyes and looked to the water with a smile. Looking herself over she noticed that her hair was knee length crimson red and, she wore the black and navy blue sub-armor and indigo cloak as well. Looking into the water, she saw her eyes had changes as well. Instead of the space like blue, they had changed to an inhuman blue violet. She also held the Nagata now and, there was a new addition to it. There was a round large orb between the blades. The gem was a dark violet and shimmered as she held it. She could now also feel the Warlords over the hill and, knew they felt her there as well.
"I guess now I don't have to wish to be . . . Shatar of War. I guess, I should go and, see my brothers now. They get to meet, the new Dynasty Bitch." With that, Shatar/Carmella walked the rest of the way to the castle.
To be continued . . . .