The Hidden Disaster
(Sorry I TOTALLY MESSED UP WITH THIS STORY)
A/N: My first fic in this category! Don't kill me if I spell anything wrong, the daemon names are really hard! I can actually invent chapter names for this because it really makes sense. Review and I'll continue, just like my other fics! ^_^
D: Don't own anything. (I never do anyway, except for the plots.)
Mysterious Problem
Lyra had gotten back into her own world and managed to fall asleep, despite her problems and feelings. Currently, she was having a very peculiar dream.
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"Lyra," whispered a familiar female voice, one that had terrified her and other children before. Yet it was as sweet as honey and as smooth as silk. "Where is Will? Tell us."
"You must save him," interrupted a rough male voice. It was commanding, yet soothing at the same time. "He is in danger. Travel to the world of the dead again. Bring him. You must hear this. Quick! Scat! There is almost no more time!"
~
Lyra jerked awake and looked around the room, carefully. No one was there. *What were the two voices? In fact, who were they?* She pondered about this for two hours. All of a sudden, it hit her. They were Lyra's parents! She was very confused right now, weren't they alive? Then Lyra remember that they had died together, taking the angel Metatron with them. As time passed, her headache grew stronger. She slept again, another dream came.
~
Will came into view, seconds after she drifted off. He was crying and trying to comfort Kirjava at the same time. Pantalaimon and Kirjava had loved each other deeply, before they were separated.
"Shhh...don't cry Kirjava," comforted Will. "Everything's all right. Someday we'll see them again." Somehow, he sort of doubted that.
Just then, Lyra tried the art of telepathy, even though she didn't know what it was.
Will!
He looked up sharply. His eyebrows creased with confusion and excitement. Kirjava stopped sobbing.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
It's me, Lyra!
Will suddenly looked like he was going to burst.
"Don't you ever assume you're Lyra! You don't even know who she is! Besides, you can't be her. She's in her world." He looked at the ground with a somber face.
It's really me!
"Prove it!"
Lyra quickly told him a brief summary of their adventures.
"That's not proof! Anybody can know that!"
Trust me, trust me that you WILL meet Lyra soon. You'll meet me soon... Here Lyra started breaking away because she was waking up.
"No! Wait! Tell me! Tell me how you communicated!"
Follor your dreams...
~
Lyra jumped out of bed and thought about what just happened. *I can communicate! I can talk to Will! We can't be separated ever again!* With this thought, she jumped into the air with glee. *Can he do it though?* She stopped jumping.
Quickly, as though an invisible or unheard voice was urging her, she packed her most important belongings into a small sack. Before she got to the door a voice was heard.
"Take this. I knew it was trouble to take it away. There, you have your readings and power back. Good luck on finding and helping will..."
Lyra turned around and saw a small, dark blue velvet pouch on her bed. She picked it up and took out its content. It was an alethiometer, except it was silver and midnight blue. Then the voice returned.
"Keep it well, those foolish scientists never found it. It was the first of its kind."
Lyra nodded, not knowing if the voice could see. Then she went out the door, in search of Will.
A/N: Don't forget to review, for more chapters! ^_~
(Sorry I TOTALLY MESSED UP WITH THIS STORY)
A/N: My first fic in this category! Don't kill me if I spell anything wrong, the daemon names are really hard! I can actually invent chapter names for this because it really makes sense. Review and I'll continue, just like my other fics! ^_^
D: Don't own anything. (I never do anyway, except for the plots.)
Mysterious Problem
Lyra had gotten back into her own world and managed to fall asleep, despite her problems and feelings. Currently, she was having a very peculiar dream.
~
"Lyra," whispered a familiar female voice, one that had terrified her and other children before. Yet it was as sweet as honey and as smooth as silk. "Where is Will? Tell us."
"You must save him," interrupted a rough male voice. It was commanding, yet soothing at the same time. "He is in danger. Travel to the world of the dead again. Bring him. You must hear this. Quick! Scat! There is almost no more time!"
~
Lyra jerked awake and looked around the room, carefully. No one was there. *What were the two voices? In fact, who were they?* She pondered about this for two hours. All of a sudden, it hit her. They were Lyra's parents! She was very confused right now, weren't they alive? Then Lyra remember that they had died together, taking the angel Metatron with them. As time passed, her headache grew stronger. She slept again, another dream came.
~
Will came into view, seconds after she drifted off. He was crying and trying to comfort Kirjava at the same time. Pantalaimon and Kirjava had loved each other deeply, before they were separated.
"Shhh...don't cry Kirjava," comforted Will. "Everything's all right. Someday we'll see them again." Somehow, he sort of doubted that.
Just then, Lyra tried the art of telepathy, even though she didn't know what it was.
Will!
He looked up sharply. His eyebrows creased with confusion and excitement. Kirjava stopped sobbing.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
It's me, Lyra!
Will suddenly looked like he was going to burst.
"Don't you ever assume you're Lyra! You don't even know who she is! Besides, you can't be her. She's in her world." He looked at the ground with a somber face.
It's really me!
"Prove it!"
Lyra quickly told him a brief summary of their adventures.
"That's not proof! Anybody can know that!"
Trust me, trust me that you WILL meet Lyra soon. You'll meet me soon... Here Lyra started breaking away because she was waking up.
"No! Wait! Tell me! Tell me how you communicated!"
Follor your dreams...
~
Lyra jumped out of bed and thought about what just happened. *I can communicate! I can talk to Will! We can't be separated ever again!* With this thought, she jumped into the air with glee. *Can he do it though?* She stopped jumping.
Quickly, as though an invisible or unheard voice was urging her, she packed her most important belongings into a small sack. Before she got to the door a voice was heard.
"Take this. I knew it was trouble to take it away. There, you have your readings and power back. Good luck on finding and helping will..."
Lyra turned around and saw a small, dark blue velvet pouch on her bed. She picked it up and took out its content. It was an alethiometer, except it was silver and midnight blue. Then the voice returned.
"Keep it well, those foolish scientists never found it. It was the first of its kind."
Lyra nodded, not knowing if the voice could see. Then she went out the door, in search of Will.
A/N: Don't forget to review, for more chapters! ^_~