Sacrifices (1)

By: Moon Paper

Disclaimer: Magic Knights Rayearth does not belong to me.

Author's Note: I just want to tell all of you out there, that there AREN'T anymore Rayearth fics!! How can that be? Especially about Eagle other than slash, of course

Eagle watched as the doctors of Autozam walked around his bed and fixed the dials and the machines he was hooked on, before leaving. Then, a woman who looked like she was in her early twenties (he never knew how old she was) entered. "Aleya." She nodded, smiling as ever, as she checked his pulse and sat down on the chair beside his bed. "How are you?" She asked, still smiling. He shrugged.


"Alright, I suppose."


"No weird feelings? How about your coughing fits?"


"None anymore."


She smiled and put a spoon of sweet-smelling stuff in his mouth. "How is it?" she asked, looking slightly anxious. He smiled wider at her. "It's very good." Aleya smiled, breathing a little SD mushroom breath of relief. Then she msiled and fed him more. Once she finished, she smiled and put the bowl on a tray.


"You should rest now." She told him, smoothing his blankets down.


"I will, thank you." He smiled into the darkness as she switched the lights off.


"You're welcome."


Instead of going out, she went back to her seat, and watched the strongest commander of Autozam, and the commander-in-chief of NSX sleep like a baby, his breathing peaceful. Her face was serious as she put the tray down, and took a deep breath. She positioned her hands in front of her, open wide and palms facing Eagle, as if to push him away. Her thumbs and second fingers connected to form a triangle.


After a deep breath that calmed her nerves, her hands flew into different positions, almost unseen with their speed. Under her breath, she muttered her spells in an ancient language, and concentrated on her will. Breathing out, her consciousness entered Eagle's own and faced the black mist that was his sickness, which threatened to overcome them. Concentrating hard, she willed for it to go away.

A soft, pulsing violet light surrounded Aleya, and also Eagle, as she concentrated more, her left hand on Eagle's chest, and her right on her forehead. The purple light became more and more intense as she fought a harder battle, making sure that nothing inside Eagle was damaged. She knew what the consequences of that was.

Inside Eagle, she became more aware of her surroundings as the mist lessened considerably. She wasn't one of the best magi of Autozam for nothing! A spirit sword in hand, she slashed at the mist, and twirled, making sure that nothing touched her, and she touched nothing. But as soon as she got rid of the mist, until half was left, she sighed, and left Eagle's body.

As soon as she felt the sudden coldness of the commander's room, she staggered, and almost fell, if not for the spontaneous aid of a warm hand which latched itself onto her wrist. She gasped as blackness overtook her. Maybe I shouldn't have tried to do so much.

"Yes, you shouldn't have, Aleya." She winced at the sudden light which flared through her eyelids, and at the loudness of the voice. As if sensing her discomfort, the voice whispered, and tunred the light source away. She opened her eyes, and saw two pools of molten gold. "MiMister Eagle?" Her voice was no more than a whisper, but there was a shush-ing sound, and the cool feel of glass against her dry lips. Thirstily, she drank the cool liquid, draining the glass in one go.

There was a soothing sound as she tried to sit up. She was on a bed, and a weight on her shoulders pushed her down. Groggily, she forced open her eyelids. "Mister Eagle! You shouldn't be standing! Let go of me!" She tried to stand up, but to no avail. Golden eyes looked into her purple orbs. "You shouldn't have tried to cure me fully in one day!" She squeaked something he didn't hear. "You knew?" He nodded, and still looked serious.

"Why did you try to heal me twice in one day?"

"How did you know I was in you?"

"It was obvious- your will was so strong, that it couldn't be hidden wholly."

"Oh.. I thought I though I could cure you today."

"In one day?! Aleya!" He shook his head, with an exasperated look on his face. She almost looked sheepish, but nonetheless looked at him straight in the eye. "You shouldn't be standing up!" He rolled his eyes. "Fine, fine... I'll sit down! You're the one who faints. Anyway, my disease is half gone already. I'm almost well now, thanks to you!" She shook her head and loooked away. "Hmph!"

Eagle looked at her. "What does that mean?"

Still, gold din't meet purple. "Nothing."

"What did 'hmph!' mean?"

"..."

"Well, I though you'd be more thankful!"

"I am."

Eagle threw his hands up in exasperation. "You're impossible!" She snorted. "Look who's talking. Now let me go." He rolled his eyes. 'Fine." He took his hand off her shouder, and stood up, supporting her as she swayed precariously. He was truly and utterly dumbfounded by her stubborness.

He watched her walk, her form indestinguishable in the dark, except for the large hat that covered her hair and neck, and the veil which reached her knees. From there onwards, dark beige pants (Chizeta-style) ended into black leather shoes. He watched herr, and was about to lie back down, when she fell. In an nstant, he was there, and had caught her. In his arms, she breathed heavily, as if each breat was a labour in itself. "Aleya? Miss Aleya?" His eye widened and he immediately pressed on an emergency button.

Seconds after, people came running in, and she was taken away, while Eagle was forced to lie down. It took a sedative before he fell into restless slumber.

While he was trying to fight off and escape sleep, Aleya was put inside a large cylindrical tank. They put her in, standing up, and there, she floated, all her clothing gone, except for a thin permeable layer of silver. She frantically breathed as a greenish liquid filled the tank and wires attatched tehmselves onto her and onto her suit.

"Reporst?" The head doctor of the royal army asked, and a screen flashed on a small machine. "Aleya Croswind." Another one spoke up afterwards. "Severe magical draining, and Physical exertion." Mustang, the head doctor, fromwned. "We can't afford to lose her! Increase water/ oxygen ratio! Ryoko, I want you to prepare an emegency message set for Cefiro."

Mustang pushed dark blue hair from his forehead, and walked out, headed for a room in the middle of the VIPs wing. "Eagle?" He looked at the man lying on the bed and frowned. With a snap pf his fingers, the sedatives were flushed out of his system. Golden eyes snapped open, an dhe sat up almost immediately. "Miss Aleya!"

Mustang frowned, and the commander lookeed at him, "Where is she? What happened to her? Is she-" Eagle trailed off, and Mustang watche the commander. In a moment, and cybernetic hand lifted him off the floor. "She's in critical condition! Miss Crosswind is in the Emergency Room. Now, commander, I suggest you put me down." Eagle growled, unlike his usual smiling and kind self. With a hiss, Mustang fell to the floor.

"Bring me there."

"What happened?"

"Bring me there now."

"Fine- but what happned?"

They walked, briskly to the Emergency Room, while Eagle explained. "She tried to purge my disease today. And she did it twooce, cutting it in half each time. The second time, she withdrew, and fainted, but she wished not to call for help, and acted as if nothing was wrong. She tried to leave again, but lost consciousness a second time." Mistang nodded, and tehy came to a large metal door, in which he punched a password.

"Aleya..."

Eagle took in breath sharply as he saw her face crumpled in what? Pain? The silver suit wrappped around the mage like a second skin, and he could almost see everything. He looked away, and set his eyes on the records which flashed on a small screen. He fromwned and pressed some keys.

While waiting for information, he looked at her Inside the tank, white... no, very light blue hair floated around her in tendrils, covering her body and pushing against the tank. Probably, he thought, Her hair would reachh her knees. He looked at teh actions being taken, and frowned. "An Emerency Report was sent to Cefiro? Why?" He read teh data and his eyes widened.

Honorable Mage Master Clef,

A terrible event has occured, and one of our mages- you might be familliar with her, Aleya Crosswind, has been over drained. We request immediate assistance. The life of one of our best mages is on the line.

Sincerely Mustang Brire,

Head of Medicine, Autozam

"What do you mean, 'her life is on the line'?!" Eagle turned to Mustang. "Why would she have done something like that?" Mustang averted his gaze. "We... I don't know." Eagle frowned adn looked at Aleya's form. Then at Mustang. He tunred to leave, but there was suddenly a loud hissing sound of airlocks being released, and teh large doors opened.

Eagle paled considerably as Clef, flanked by his stundent, Ascot, and none other than Lantis, arrived. There was a very pregnant pause, and a lot of surprises. Eagle turned to Mustang. "Is this how bad it is?" He looked at Aleya and stalked out. Lantis, Ascot and Clef looked as if they had seen a ghost, which of course, was logical. Ascot looked at Lantis.
B..but Eagle is already dead, isn't he?" However, Cefiro's chief of guard was gone. Clef looked pointedly at Mustang.

"I hope this will be explained in due course."

"Yes, Guru. Most certainly."

"Now, where is she?"

"Right here, Guru."

A/N: So, how was it? Please, do review! I haven't even watched Rayearth yet. I've only begun, and it's already halfway through Part 2!! Anybody here has all the tapes and so on and so forth? I would pay for them, if youl ived in Asia, and they were in English!! By the way, how does Eagle die?