The Wings of Darkness
Prelude
With the rise of the wing goddess
There shall come the Moonlight Shadow
A child of purity in darkness
To restore the balance between light and shadow
Descendants of Atlantis they rise
Wings of black and Mother of chance
The dragon she commands
Raises its voice in battle to defend or destroy
The weapon of Atlantis rises again
Will Gaia fall?
Will Gaia Survive?
Hitomi Kanzaki sat in her room as her new best friend lay across her floor. "Are you going to run again, Hitomi?" She shook her head. "No, Sherizad. I miss Van, I really want to go back to Gaia." She had nicknamed the tall American after Allen's guymellif. She was the only one who believed Hitomi's story about Gaia. Hitomi had been kicked out of her old school and was living between her parents place and Sherizad's. Sherizad was a transfer student who got into Hitomi's new school. She stood nearly 6' and had flowing crimson hair that was always held in a high warrior's tail, as she called it. Her emerald eyes were ringed in silver and her Native American halfbreed blood gave her a tanned complexion. Sherizad's eyes had closed as she fell into a gentle sleep, her body relaxing to a song out of time.
-Sherizad's Dream-
She and Hitomi stood side by side in the field of school as they looked up into a beam of golden light that rained down from the heavens, they were standing now in a new place. A forest older then the song that called her, rose around them and they suddenly stood before a group of people Sherizad had never seen before. Hitomi was hugging a tall male with black hair. He had gentle eyes and yet possessed a fierce look about him. He held a sword with a red crest that she couldn't make out from the distance but it looked like wings. She suddenly was snapped out of her dream-vision by Hitomi calling out her name.
-waking world-
"Sherizad" Sherizad started awake to answer Hitomi. "Wha?" Hitomi looked at her with her lighter green eyes. "What did you see?" Sherizad snorted. "We follow the light." Hitomi was used to her friends cryptic statements, the tarot reader knew she saw things that made sense to none but her. Sherizad's bones cracked and popped as she got to her full height before she looked at the clock-tower out the window her eyes glittering as her mind spun. "A little under an hour." She mumbled. "Huh?" Hitomi cocked her head to the side as Sherizad started to pack a bag.
"Hurry pack quickly, time will not wait for us."Hitomi darted around packing and preparing, she noticed Sherizad packing her large black duffel bag and grabbed her camping bag. It took them fifteen or so minutes to pack including Sherizad's need to grab her climbing gear, extra rope and her sword. The sword was a beautifully crafted long Kitana of black Damascus steel. She had inherited it from her grand-sire and used it in her first tournament. They were on the rail a few minutes later and on their way to wherever Sherizad knew they had to be. She led them towards the school, Hitomi didn't notice that Sherizad was humming a familiar lullaby. The song that was calling her was growing louder as she got closer to the point from her dream. The silvery-black crystal her great grand-mum had given her was beginning to warm against her breast bone. Hitomi followed Sherizad's lead the Americans long strides making Hitomi nearly run to stay beside her.
"Sherizad, slow down. I can't keep up, you may not be a sprinter but your still in damn fine shape." The halfbreed slowed her pace as they entered the track field and she suddenly stopped and set her bag down,gently removing the sword from his hiding place she strapped him properly in place.
"What's going on Sherizad?" Sherizad concentrated on her dream before looking at Hitomi, poking a spot between her breasts and feeling her crystal beneath her finger. "Send us to the word you wish to return to, for it is time. We must go." Hitomi's eyes widened and she grasped her crystal and pulled it so that it rested in her palm. "Gaia, Take us home. I want to see Van again." She wished and then the light appeared. The women grabbed hands as they were whisked away to a new world, and Sherizad felt that this would be the adventure of a lifetime.