"You know, I don't really believe the foolishness of the mortal realms. It seems like a Fad in my realm at the moment to think there's one god!"
"You think that's bad, Mieke, my realm is still at that stage where they think there's thousands of them."
The celestial conversation had been going on for an hour now, the two slightly luminescent beings discussing the state of 'realms' 'dreams' and other such otherworldly things as old friends might discuss the weather over a Sunday morning cup of tea. Mieke, The guardian of Aquoyra, the water realm smiled sparklingly at the other, her blue eyes flashing with mirth at a seemingly hidden joke that an outsider would not understand. Her long, sun blonde hair fell about her shoulders, as it made its way quite conveniently down her naked bodice to suggest yet cover anything unappealing. It hung almost down to the hem of her skirt which revealed more than it hid of slender thighs and a streamlined waist, and of wicked and sinful curves. And, talking as if her state of dress was natural she gently chastised her companion. "Na-im!" She gave emphasis to both syllables of the deity's name to emphasise her annoyance at him. "I make every effort to pronounce your name correctly; would you do me the same honour? My name's Mee-ka. Not Mikey."
Her companion, a muscular male who looked of about 14 years with chiselled features, what appeared a tan, and merry, laughing black eyes grinned as he replied, "Of course, my dear girl, of course." He settled back, seemingly uncaring of the dangerous dip to the waistline of his pants and his naked torso. He beamed at her, his hair cut short and styled somehow elegantly yet causally to sweep about his eyes dancing black in the faint orange glow his body gave off. "Well, so far, neither Aquoyra nor Magnatin have gotten the answer correct my dear." He referenced his own realm as he talked, waving dismissively as he mentioned the fire realm's name.
The deity of water laughed, her soft, sea green glow flashing about her merrily. "Yes, yes. So far, Huanyi of Air's Nitronus realm is guessing the closest at 15, but no one's guessed the actual number yet."
Naim chortled. "17. One for each of the five realms and a fair few others besides. Current bet is at 2 centuries for one of the realms to hit it. Care for a wager?"
Mieke rolled her eyes. "I know how many gods there are, you imbecile, I am one. And if we're talking bets..."
The conversation was interrupted as a messenger seemingly burst out of nowhere in a plume of flame, breathing and trembling hard as she clutched a scroll tightly in her grip.
"Sorry, sir, miss, but there's been a terrible, terrible, TERRIBLE accident!" The messenger spoke quickly, almost as if fearful of her very words, glancing around from the other's faces, to the floor and back once more.
"Yes..." Naim prompted, one eye raised in lazy interest, Mieke not really paying attention at all.
"It's a major cock-up I'm telling you! A Soul has been sealed in two different realms!"
The effect this statement had on the two guardians was instant; they both snapped their heads around, staring at the messenger with absolute horror in their eyes. "WHAT?" Fear was slowly creeping into their usual cheery expressions.
"Oh. Someone's going to get fired for this." Mieke slumped to the 'ground' though any definition it might have had was seemingly inexistent. As was the glow that surrounded her.
Naim joined her with a loud and worried exhale. "This is no time for bad humour, Mieke." He turned to the messenger, his own personal one, she happened to be. "Which two realms was it sealed in?"
The messenger looked distinctly uncomfortable. "See," She said, hesitating and trying to buy herself some time. "That's the problem. He's sealed in..." She gulped. "Fire and Water."
Mieke's eyes widened, and Naim let out something of a yelp. They both briefly glanced at each other, faces pale with fear.
Then, they both stood up, looking everywhere but each other and calmly, slowly, whistling nonchalantly, they walked off, only breaking into runs when they were out of each other's lines of sight.
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"Thank all that is good that your realms are polar you moronic, foolhardy, USELESS imbeciles!" The man pacing in front of the wincing fire and water deities was old, but his strength was still apparent through well toned muscles and strict features showing rugged looks barely withered at all. His chrome, bald head gleamed, and his vibrant magenta eyes shone with ruthless ambition. He was the head of the order and as tough as old boots. "I am just glad that this problem can be sorted you fools! Are you aware how much organising this is going to take to soothe things over? How much trouble this is going to cause throughout the realms? Not only yours but the others too! NO! Of course not! You're too busy not paying attention to what you are meant to be doing, discussing realm politics and making bets of idiotic matters of no real importance! The temporary solution that we have implemented until this situation can be brought back under control is that he will live in the two different realms simultaneously. His conscious will be split between the two realms a shift of state in his 'sleep.' BUT! You two morons will have to watch him in both realms. You are not to interact with any other god besides those I send at all THROUGHOUT HIS LIFE! You will not go further than either realm throughout this time, for it is your foolishness that caused this problem in the first instance. Consider it your penance reckless idiots, DISMISSED! And for my sake, PLEASE put some bloody clothes on!"
The last word was still ringing in the deity's ears as they plunged through the thin barrier between realms and spiralled down into the realm of fire.
Were a small baby with startling golden eyes was being born of a woman named Trisha Elric.
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Dude. A few pronunciations first off, and some explanations why certain names were picked.
Aquoyra- Ack-woy-ra- This should be pretty self explanatory. Realm of water. Aqua, Latin for water. (Or something like that.)
Magnatin- Maag-Na-teen- Mag. Magma. Volcanoes. Fire. Self Explanatory, right?
Nitronus- Nit-ro-nus- This one will take a little explaining for those not involved in studying chemistry. Oxygen is actually not the most available component of air. That honour belongs to nitrogen; so therefore, the honour of the name of the air realm goes to it.
Floravia- Floor-ahh-vee-ahh- Not mentioned in the prologue, but for future reference, the realm of ground, flora being Latin for plant.
Luminat- Loo-Meen-at- Once again, not present, but the realm of light. I know, I'm abusing Latin at the moment, aint I?
Yamaninox- Yum-ahn-een-ox- The realm in which the deities are in. Yay for me, this name abuses two languages. As the realm of darkness, it abuses Japanese (yamidark) and again, Latin! (Noxdark... hopefully... I mean, Harry Potter wouldn't lie, would it?)
Now the names of the deities. They should seem familiar in their descriptions, and sorta familiar in their attitudes, though that hasn't really been developed, because they're yet to grow up.
The head of the order is really a nobody. He's like the fuhrer, barely ever gets mentioned if he's not needed. I haven't even given him a proper name yet.
Mieke is named after one of my best friends, and yeah, she does have a big problem with people pronouncing her name wrong.
Huanyi is named after the same friend, this time using her Chinese name instead. (I hope I spelt it right, it's meant to mean happy, cheerful and bright, and Mieke is all of these.)
Naim- Is named after another one of my best friends, John, except that's his Palestinian name. He's such a gorgeous bloke, except he's a little unorthodox, so the role his name plays will fit him well. (Except he'd probably take dramatic offence to what I do with said character. -Dies-)
Anyways, if there are any more references-slash-explanations that I have to give, I'll give them as the story proceeds.
Review and feed a hungry authoress? -Puppy dog eyes-