Revived
Book Two! Hi again! Much will be revealed in this story-and there will be much romance...(=; Bring your reviews, and enjoy!
The wind whipped her hair up around her face. She stood on the air near her friends Akemi and Izumi, looking down at the ship in curiosity.
"So that's where he's been all this stupid time?" Akemi asked, kicking at a passing cloud. "How...quaint." Izumi rolled her eyes, grinning at her cousin.
"Oh, stop. I think it's wonderful." Akemi rolled her eyes back, but gave no response. Like god/ess, like daughter, Ayame thought. She sneaked a look into the ship, to the people. The aura coming off the ship made her want to cry-because that's how they felt. The one in blue-Jay, right?-was sitting in his room, eyes open but empty-empty of hope, of love, of anything. She shivered. He was the hardest to be around. She saw the others, then, training. That's what the one in red did-to keep his mid off his guilt. He was racked with it, like the one who was in green sometimes. She would always see the green glow around him-freshly raised dead always had that for 6 months or so after the event. They were both incredibly guilty-they both thought it was their fault that Zane had "died", as they put it. The one in black was the only one not completely depressed. He talked to Falcon a lot. She loved that bird. It was a close friend of hers, even though it was the opposite of her being. She went to the girl then, Nya was her name. She was the only other one of the two she new the name of for sure. She was oddly upset by the boy's death. She hadn't liked him or anything-her love was for the blue one-but she was upset all the same. She had tear-stained cheeks all the time, and she avoided the others much of the time. The old one-Sensei Wu-was depressed also, and he also blamed himself for not seeing what would happen sooner. She settled back down on the air, sighing in sadness. The poor mortals...
"Um, can we go now? I'm just to sad for this today." Ayame said, frowning. Akemi made a pouting face.
"You looked in the ship again, didn't you?" Ayame didn't answer, instead looking down at the sails fluttering in the wind. "Ayame, come on. I enjoy this! Can't you just deal for once?" Ayame frowned, hurt, and looked away. She couldn't help it of she was more prone to be connected to human emotions than Akemi was. She felt Akemi put a hand on her shoulder. "Look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. It's just...I haven't known him for 154 years. I...want to find out as much about him as possible. You know?" Ayame looked back at her friend. Akemi was the daughter of the goddess of beauty and love, Katsumi. Even though she could sometimes be prideful, spiteful, and downright tactless (like her mother), and she didn't much care about mortals (like her mother), she really was nice, and Ayame knew it. She smiled.
"You're forgiven." Akemi grinned back, and Izumi interjected.
"Alright, we're all happy. Can we go to the beach now?" Izumi was the daughter of Mizu, the goddess of water, and she was, you know, obsessed with water. She could bend it to, and manipulate it anyway she wished. She could also speak to sea creatures and water sprites, along with Ayame, who was the daughter of Hana, the goddess of growth, plants, the harvest, and the seasons. That was why Falcon was her being's opposite-he was artificial, and she was more...natural. Both Izumi's and Ayame's parents were very connected to the mortal world, and therefore, the girls were to, and they cared more about mortals than Akemi, for instance. The three girls had all grown up together, and were best friends. Akemi sighed in fake frustration, but grinned.
"Yes, Izumi, we can go to the beach now." Smiling, the threesome traveled downward on the winds, Ayame, for now, shoving the thoughts of depression from her mind.
The world was getting lighter. Had it been dark? He couldn't remember. Not really. He had saved the boy. That thought came next. Through the haze. And then the haze was ripped apart by a rush of memories so solid, the pain ripped through his skull and body, spiraling him into the blinding light below him.
He sat in the cave where he'd been for a while now. The past month and a half had been awful. He had to live with the knowledge that his son was journeying through the astral plane, alone. Falcon had visited him some, but he had wanted to be alone. His son was- DONG.His head snapped up, shock on his face. His son was home. He lay on the floor in front of him, in a ripped, filthy ninja outfit, with a mop of silvery-white hair and pale, almost ivory skin. His eyes were closed, and his breathing was shallow. Tsukuru, the god of making, creating, technology, and machines, the all-powerful inventor, leapt to the floor and wept like a baby over his son's prone body.
OH YEAH! Book Two is off to a rip-roaring start! If you want, guess who is Zane's love interest! And BTW, the Japanese names actually connect with the gods/elements! Look: Akemi, daughter of goddess of beauty='bright beauty', Izumi, daughter of goddess of water='fountain', Ayame, daughter of goddess of life='iris flower', Mizu, goddess='water', Hana,goddess='flower', and Katsumi, goddess='victorious beauty'. Yay! They match! So...review, please! Love ya! Bye-bye for now! (;