The Snowstorm
*No Copyright Intended. I do not own Power Rangers or its characters.
CHAPTER 1: SILENCE IN THE FOREST
Deep down, there was a darkness that was stronger than anything left on this Earth. The darkness gave way to light, as it shined through the peaks of the treetops, and its fast motion wasn't going to happen on this day. Not today, nor ever. That's what Dayu had thought about. How the days went by, and everything was slow, even the winds that shuddered past her body with its cold and tingleing feeling.
She had walked around the forest waiting to be attacked, but she knew that wasn't going to happen. She had waited for the sunlight to come forth and onto her red and black arms and in her white face, but she knew the sun wasn't going to make its peak on this day. Dayu realized all of the trees around her were twisted and thin, and stretched into the sky so far that the fog from above and below the cold ground made it almost invisible.
Invisible. This is how Dayu wanted to feel.
Dayu walked along the forest path, and realized she was still waiting for something. It wasn't the sun, nor the moon from the previous night. That full moon. She wasn't waiting for the change in the weather to occur. No. She didn't want to wait for that.
She wasn't waiting for Master Xandred and his Mooger army to find her and, if they shall do so, attack her.
She wasn't waiting for the feeling of regret, for her cold heart had hardened for too long. She remembered the first time she felt this cold feeing, and her chest felt like it could have bursted right where she stood on that river that day. When she finally realized she was alone.
She wasn't waiting for the cold air to ease away, or any of the animals in the forest to start chirping or growling as they always have.
She wasn't waiting for her harmonium to be played. She couldn't play it. Not ever again.
She felt tears come into her eyes when she thought of her harmonium, its burnt edges already brown and black, and the strings dangled limplessly to the point they were pushed by the cold wind and were dented in the process. She felt regret, but it quickly went away. She didn't want to think about it, but what other choice was their when she saw her harmonium like this. In her hand, it was pushed against her palm. In her other hand, the Furry Wart was sleeping, giggleing as always, but shaking at the same time. Dayu could tell it was not used to the feelings of Earth, it had been in the Neverworld for so long with its family.
Family. What a horrible word for Dayu to think of.
Dayu laughed when the Furry Wart giggled and shook at the same time, but the laugh was only a little chuckle. She wanted nothing more than to be alone, and her laughing made her lonliness start to change.
She didn't want to remember anything about it. But, she saw the face burning in her mind. In her soul.
Deker.
His long white coat was the last thing she saw when he left the forest for the last time, and never returned. Not one goodbye was said, and no words were to be spoken about him. Not now.
The Furry Wart awoke, and Dayu stopped walking, realizing she was far away from where she had spent the night long before. Her harmonium was colder than ever, and Dayu was sensing something wrong. She looked down at the Furry Wart and chuckled again.
"You have no worries, little one. You're the only friend I have in this world, now." She said.
"Friend...Friend." The Furry Wart chanted, giggleing.
Dayu chuckled again, but she was long gone from happiness. She continued to keep her pace of standing, but something inside her wanted to walk. Walk far into the distance, and she did so.
It seemed as though the forest was getting brown and damp, and the green that once filled the trees was falling onto the cold forest floor. The pine cones had fallen as well, and they were more of a threat than the crumbleing of the leaves. The Furry Wart shook as another breeze caught its and Dayu's skin, Dayu now feeling an impact of that wind, and it was the strongest. It blew very strong and hard, and Dayu stopped in the middle of the path and shielded the Furry Wart with her hand as she shielded herself with her harmonium.
When the wind stopped, and when Dayu looked up, everything that Dayu saw was different.
The part green and brown trees were no more, but only breezes of thin-air were seen. A fog was before her, and it looked so thick that you probably couldn't see through it. Nothing but the same thing was on Dayu's sides, but the sounds of roaring in the far distance made it clear that something was in this place. Dayu looked at the Furry Wart, still shaking and giggleing, and Dayu almost wanted to smile, but decided not to. No one could see her do so anyway. She caught the same fog on the ground beneath her, and realized she was in a forgotten place. No. Not forgotten, lost.
The fog then gave way, and it started moving little by little. Dark spots traced the places where it moved. Dayu looked around the ground, and realized the dark spots were in that one place near her. Then, she felt something on her legs and feet. A cold feeling. Colder than the wind, but warm enough to heal a wound. But this wound Dayu felt wasn't in her legs, but in her heart.
She gasped. It occured to her. She was standing in a place where she didn't want to be. The beach.
The roaring water came onto her legs again, and washed the sand from the ground, letting the relacement sand stay for a couple of seconds, then gone again. Dayu looked at the Furry Wart, as its dark red eyes looked at her. It had done so for some time.
"We shouldn't be here." Dayu said, her heart turning colder, but tears were also swelled within her.
The Furry Wart was shaking so bad it didn't repeat anything. It was a silence Dayu almost wanted to hear.
Dayu walked, and felt something within her, urging within her heart, to keep walking. The fog was indeed thick, and nothing was seen except for shades of dark from the water hitting the sand. The Furry Wart started to giggle again, and, this time, the shaking eased off. Dayu felt her cold heart beat faster and faster as she approached and walked into nowhere on this beach. She almost didn't notice the cliff before her eyes.
Dayu gasped, and knew where she indeed was.
Within seconds of what seemed like forever, Dayu leaped into the air, and she floated right towards the cliff, no matter how much she wanted to leave this beach. She felt the winds, now more warmer than in the forest, in her face and it was the only thing that wiped her tears from her eyes. The Furry Wart was not giggleing, and it shrieked in a low voice as Dayu was in the air. Then, she felt her feet hit the hard ground, and saw the green grass around her. It was in a lighter shade, and it was the most beauiful thing that Dayu had seen with her eyes. She had not seen green grass in a long time, and the forest's green was almost gone. Dayu heard the Furry Wart in her palm.
"I miss Dayu...I miss Dayu."
It said those words everyday, and it made Dayu sick to her stomach.
As much as she didn't want to remember those words, she had no choice but to hear them. The Furry Wart always had a bad timing with saying the words, for that's what Dayu had thought.
Dayu had already stood straight up, and the fog around the beach was all below, not here. Not in this place. Dayu saw the green, and its length was longer than any shade of grass, coming to at least her kneecaps. She felt a strong feeling of regret, but it didn't last long. Dayu didn't want to think about regret at this point. She walked along the grass, and, the Furry Wart in her palm and her harmonium in the other, a taller shade of grass was seen. It was a shadow, and it was just like that of grass: tall, still, and almost done for.
Dayu walked towards this taller grass, but something in her stopped her from walking. Dayu didn't think clearly, her head almost spinning and her stomach sickening, when she saw the pointed tip of a blade. A red and white tip, and it edged downward, into the ground, dirt alongside it, and blood dried up on it.
Dayu wanted to cry, but all she could do was gasp. A tear, however, did streak down her face.
"Deker's sword," Dayu whispered, a lump in her throat barely saying that name.
Dayu walked towards it, but stopped. She wasn't ready to meet the end of her love yet. She looked at the Furry Wart in her palm, realizing it said something, but couldn't make out the words. She set it down on the grass, and patted its head gentaly, so she wouldn't destroy it. She also wanted to reasure it that she was coming back. When she stood upright again, her harmonium clutched into her hand tight that sweat was pouring past her fingertips, and walked to the sword.
Its coating shined brighter than the fog, and Dayu slowly picked it up from the ground. It was only one yank from the tip that the sword was free. It felt numb in Dayu's hand, and she closed her fingers over the blade so it wouldn't fall. She held it tight, tighter than her grip on her harmonium, and felt tears coming. Tears of pain.
"This is where he fought his last battle." She said, a tear managed down her cheek.
"I miss Dayu...I miss Dayu." The Furry Wart chanted, only it was fainter than usual.
Dayu realized this, and set her harmonium on the ground. She went over and picked up the Furry Wart, its giggleing echoing in her ears, and she turned around. All she had was Deker's broken sword in her hand, but not her harmonium. She didn't want to grasp this moment forever, and quickly picked up her harmonium with the hand with Deker's blade.
"I know what I must do." Dayu said, sighing.
She felt the grass on her legs as she quickly walked to the edge of the cliff and sprang off, jumping into the sky, then, quick as ever, she fell downward. The wind was intense, and the roaring was louder than the water. When she saw the sand, she quickly made a choice. She sprung herself feet first onto the ground. The impact of the sand covered her feet and legs, but it was of no importance. She turned, and the sea, the cold, blue, sea was right there with her. She walked towards it, and sighed. She looked at the Furry Wart and it shook, as if it knew what she was about to do.
"I have to. There's no other way. I can't keep this memory no longer." Dayu said, looking at the blade.
The blade had no handle, and Dayu knew the blade was broken apart, just as her heart was. But she was lying to the Furry Wart. Her promise to Deker was one she wanted to keep, but, no that he was gone, the use of the promise vanished just as Deker did.
"What's the use of a promise? It will bring sorrow to me." Dayu said.
But sorrow was already with Dayu, and nothing was more hurtful than the sorrow that stung her heart.
She felt her breath shallow as she placed the Furry Wart onto the sand, and the water quickly flew over its body, causing it to shake. Dayu felt choked on her own breath when she let her grip slide from the blade, ready to give it up forever.