Note to my readers:
Konnichiwa, minna! I thought I'd give you a little info on the fics you are about to read.
First, Menagi arrives in Japan somewhere after Sailor Moon S, and before SuperS. I tried to keep
the original Japanese names for the characters (when I remember to) cuz I actually have fansubs of
SMS through Stars, and that's where I learned to love Sailor Moon. I've found that, on a personal
level, I like the unedited fansubs rather than the Americanized versions. (No, I won't go in to a debate
here, or anywhere, about that.) I've tried my best not to alter anyone's personalities or lifelines or such
in my fics. Key words being "tried". If you've only watched the American version of Sailor Moon, you
may not understand a lot of what goes on.
I also use the occasional Japanese phrase or saying in here. sweatdrop I know, not
everyone is proficient in Japanese. (Neither am I, but hey..) I think most of you understand the basics.
If you need help translating, E-mail me and I'll be happy to help.
Any feedback? Comments, suggestions, etc? You're always welcome to Email me at
menagi_chan@hotmail.com
Domo Arigatou!
Menagi-chan
And for those of you who are truly interested, here are some stats:
Name: Menagi Starnigh
Nicknames: Menagi-chan or 'Nagi
Alias: Sailor Star Infinity, later Sailor Elysium and Elysium Princess
Sex: female (all the time, thank you very much)
Age: 16-18 (depending on story line)
Birthday: August 4th
Sign: Leo
Blood type: O
Hair: auburn
Eyes: purple (varies)
Height: about 1/2 inch shorter than Seiya
Weight: 115 lb.
Favorite Food: Seafood, especially sushi
Least
Favorite Food: Squash
Favorite Subject: Literature
Least
Favorite Subject: Science
Hobbies: Drawing, Painting, Singing, Anime, Manga, and Motorcycles
I'd list her powers, abilities and background here, but that's what the story is for! :)
Chapter 1: Stranger in a Strange Land
So, I've finally made it. I'm finally here. I can't believe it, Menagi thought to herself. "Ok, were here. So now what? What's the plan? Where do I start?" she asked her companion.
"First we need to set up a base of operations. We also need to see about the disturbances we read about on the Internet. Those take top priority. I'm not sure, but I thought I felt some unusual vibrations off to the north-west, so perhaps we should check it out," replied Rhea, from somewhere down about ankle level.
Menagi looked down at her feet, and saw Rhea's golden eyes peering anxiously in that direction, her long tail flicking absently behind her. "You know you're not supposed to talk in public," she admonished. "People wonder."
Sorry, habit, came the reply in her mind. Not my fault. I'm used it just being the two of us. Menagi felt what could only be a mental sigh in her mind. The gold and white colored Persian looked up at her. So, are we going or what?
"Yes, we're going," she sighed. So, what exactly are you sensing, Rhea?
I'm not sure, but it's pretty strong. Her golden eyes glittered as she looked off in the distance again.
Wow, Menagi thought, looking around her in suppressed awe as they started off down the sidewalk. How can something so large be so beautiful? This place is incredible. She brushed back a stray lock of auburn hair as she looked around, trying to get her bearings. Tokyo so is huge, how will we ever find what we're looking for, Rhea? Menagi spun about, trying to take in all the sights at once. Her short lavender dress fluttered in the breeze as she looked at the different shops that were behind her.
Don't walk backwards, Menagi; watch where you're going, Rhea admonished.
Too late. As Menagi spun around to walk forward, she ran right into an oncoming pedestrian. She bounced off his sturdy frame and landed hard on her backside. "Hey, watch it!" she snapped, speaking her native English. She looked up to see who her assailant was.
A handsome young man with dark hair was standing above her, apologizing profusely in Japanese, unaware she had just yelled at him. He wore a black shirt under a green blazer, gray slacks and black leather shoes. His blue eyes looked concerned as he bowed down at her. "Gomen nasai! Are you ok?" he asked "Are you hurt?" He held out his hand to help her up.
"No, I'm fine," she replied in fluent Japanese. "It was my fault, really." She sighed, and took his hand. As her hand touched his, an electric shock ran up her arm. It was as if she'd just stuck her finger in a light socket. By the way his eyes widened, she assumed he felt it, too. She turned a deep shade of red and rose to her feet. What in the name of the Abyss was that? As she stood, Rhea looked at the two of them strangely, yowled, and took off down the sidewalk.
"Oh, damn it! That's my cat! I'm sorry, I've got to go!" Menagi took off at a run after her fleeing companion, her long auburn hair trailing like a banner behind her.
The young man stared after her, an odd expression on his face. What was that all about, I wonder? What was that feeling, Mamoru thought to himself. Who is she? He looked down at his still tingling hand. A new Enemy? He frowned.
"Will you slow DOWN!" Menagi yelled ahead to Rhea's retreating form. Her lithe form dodged between and around other pedestrians, trying to keep her Persian in sight. As she burst through another pack of people, she nearly stepped on Rhea's tail, as the cat had come to an abrupt halt at the base of some steps. "Damn you! What was that all about?"
You'd better use mind-speech, or the people will think you're insane, talking to a cat Rhea replied somewhat smugly. Her golden eyes where filled with mirth, looking innocently up at Menagi.
You're a pain. Why did you run off like that? Menagi asked.
I sensed a gathering of power at this site, great power. As you sat on your butt eyeing that guy, I felt it growing stronger. Good or bad, I'm not sure yet. Rhea signed and looked up the steps. You also need to see what all these negative disturbances around Tokyo have been about, and see where you can help, not gawk at handsome men all day.
I know, I know. I also felt a strange shock from the boy as well. Like... de ja vu, she replied.
Probably just hormones. You know how you get around cute guys. Especially cute guys with dark hair and blue eyes. Rhea grinned maliciously.
I don't care what you think; it was more than that. Though he WAS cute. She smiled to herself, and then looked up the steps as well. A temple? You led me to a temple? What, am I to be a priestess now?
Rhea harrumphed. I told you, I felt a gathering of great power here.
Of course you did, it's a temple. Most of these old sites are places of power. Menagi looked at the sign. Sendai Hill Temple. Perhaps you sensed an artifact of some sort?
Perhaps, but either way, you should check it out. I don't think this is normal holy power radiating from here. See for yourself if you don't believe me.
Menagi shut her eyes, and placed a hand on the stone wall to steady herself. She let her mind empty of all thoughts, and felt for the pulse of the earth. A sudden white-hot light burned into her mind, dazzling in its intensity. Whatever it was, it was very powerful, and it was not alone. She sensed other presences as well, but she couldn't tell how many. The white light eclipsed the others. Her eyes flew open.
Ok, so we check it out.
Menagi carefully climbed the steep steps to the temple, chatting with Rhea, mind to mind, all the while. Why don't you scout around the perimeter, Rhea? You'll attract less attention in the brush, and you can probably see and hear more than I'll be able to. People tend to talk around cats.
LOOK OUT! BEHIND YOU! Rhea screamed in to her head.
Menagi turned back in time to see a blonde streak come flying past her from behind, knocking her off balance. Menagi's arms pinwheeled in an effort not to fall twice in one day, but apparently this was not to be the case. Menagi's last conscious thought was, Great, this is gonna hurt, as she fell backwards, down the flight of steps. Some warrior I am. She heard an audible crack as her head hit stone, and the world grew black.
"Oh, God, did someone get the number of that truck?" Menagi groaned. She heard a strange sobbing noise. She opened her eyes, but they refused to focus. Ahead of her swam vaguely humanoid forms. She closed her eyes again. "Rhea? Rhea? What happened?"
"Look what you did, you stupid meatball head! You've gone and killed her!" an unfamiliar voice shrieked in Japanese. It was like daggers in Menagi's head. "She can't even speak now!"
"I think she's speaking English," another voice said, this one more calm. "And I think she's waking up." From somewhere in the distance, she heard the sobbing stop.
"She's ok? Really? Can you talk to her, Ami? You know English, right? Tell her I'm so sorry. I didn't see her, not really. I mean I was so late and.."
"Usagi-chan, shut UP! You're always late, and you're such a klutz. You really did it this time."
"Miss? Miss? Are you awake? Are you ok?" This came in halting English, with a very thick accent.
Menagi opened her eyes again, and this time she could see around her. She was on the floor of some strange room, with a compress on her head. There were 5 strange girls around her. The one talking to her had short blue hair, blue eyes, and a concerned look on her face. "Meatball head", her assailant, fit the description. She had these large blond balls on either side of her head, from which sprouted two very long ponytails. Her eyes were red from crying. Yelling at her was a girl with long, black hair, and a very dour expression dressed in red and white priestess robes. Off to the side, trying to stay as inconspicuous as possible, were two more girls. One was a very large, athletic girl with a long brown ponytail and green eyes. The other sported a ghastly red bow to tie back her incredibly long blonde hair, and her eyes were blue as well. Great, bimbo Barbie and all her friends. Why me? "I'm OK, I think," Menagi replied in Japanese, "but my arm hurts."
"I'm afraid you may have broken it, Miss," the blue-hared girl said, with a sad look on her face. "I mean, I'm no doctor, but I think you should go to the hospital to have it looked at."
"Well, you're GOING to be a doctor, so you should know, right Ami-chan?" This came from the blonde with the big, red bow.
"Hush, Minako-chan!" The brunette elbowed her friend in the ribs to quiet her.
Menagi slowly sat up, wincing as every muscle in her body screamed in pain. Her head throbbed like someone had beaten her with a baseball bat. "I'm fine, really." A shooting pain ran from her wrist to her shoulder, but she masked the grimace behind a smile. Wiggling the fingers of that hand, and amazingly not passing out, she said, "See? Not a problem! I really must be going.."
"But you're injured, you can't leave!" The priestess jumped forward and tried to press Menagi back down. "You need to rest!"
Menagi took the girls hand in her own, and she nearly jumped out of her skin. For the second time in one day, an electric shock ran through her hand. She quickly let go, and gripped the girl by the arm, pushing her back. "I'm fine, really. No need to concern yourself over me." She slowly stood, wobbling a bit before regaining her balance. "Thank you for your hospitality." Menagi bowed low to the girls, and started toward the door, only to have the raven-haired girl block her way again.
"Please, I'm sorry, but I couldn't bear it if anything bad happened to you because of what happened here. At least wait until a doctor comes to look at you." Her large, dark eyes were filled with concern.
Menagi smiled, and dropped a hand on her shoulder. "I promise I'll go to a doctor, but really, I'm fine. I swear it." She gave the shoulder a squeeze, then moved the young girl out of the way. "Tell you what, I'll drop by tomorrow with a doctor's note to prove I'm OK. Sound fair?"
All the young girls nodded. The one with the large buns in her hair wiped her eyes and apologized again. "I'm so sorry. They're always telling me I'm such a klutz. I never hurt anyone before, though. I am SO sorry!" She bowed from the waist, practically prostrating herself on the floor.
Menagi smiled even wider. "Its OK, Odago-sama. I'm fine. Ja ne, minna!" With that, Menagi left. She made it to the steps of the temple, and stopped. "Hey, Rhea! Get your furry butt over here!" she yelled in English.
Later! Came the reply in her head. I'll meet you back at the apartment.
Menagi sighed. OK. I'll see you later.
Menagi closed the door to her apartment behind her, and then leaned up against it for support. She looked at her wrist, which was swollen to 3 times its normal size. Tears starting streaming down from her eyes, which were now blue-gray with pain. Oh my God this hurts! Oh, it hurts so badly!
She stumbled from the foyer to the living room, and sank gratefully into the overstuffed leather couch. Normally, she'd stop to admire her décor, because she was so proud of what she'd done with this tiny apartment. Actually, it was tiny by American standards, quite spacious by the Japanese standards. It had a living room, a dining room, a walk-in kitchen, a master bedroom with its own bath, a guest room, and a second stand alone bathroom. Typical American living, but here in Japan, where space is at a premium, this was considered ostentatious. However, it was par for the course for the young entrepreneur.
At 15, she was learning the in's and out's of the family's business. Not by choice, however. Her father should have taught her how to handle running such a large corporation. Her mother should have shown her how to properly host parties. Her sister and brother should have helped her with the burden she now carried alone. The tears came faster now, as physical pain mingled with emotional. She went to bury her head in her hands, but when she put pressure on her left wrist, she almost passed out from the pain.
I've got to stop this. OK, shut your eyes. Take slow deep breaths. Just like Rhea taught you. She placed her right hand over her left wrist, lightly covering it. "Pull the fire of your heart, and use it to burn away the pain. Feel the power inside grow, and flow down your arm, to where it needs to go." She could practically hear Rhea's voice in her head, instructing her. She sent the healing fire down her right arm, into her left wrist. Through her closed eyelids, she could see the faint golden glow of her healing powers at work. The pain lessened gradually, but not completely. Her power had not grown enough yet to heal a break of that magnitude in one shot. She'd have to try again tomorrow, when she was stronger. As it was now, she felt hollow inside, her power spent.
She tried to open her eyes, so she could at least walk to the bedroom and lie down, but they refused to open. She was soon fast asleep.
Any comments, feed back or questions, Email me at Menagi_chan@hotmail.com
Konnichiwa, minna! I thought I'd give you a little info on the fics you are about to read.
First, Menagi arrives in Japan somewhere after Sailor Moon S, and before SuperS. I tried to keep
the original Japanese names for the characters (when I remember to) cuz I actually have fansubs of
SMS through Stars, and that's where I learned to love Sailor Moon. I've found that, on a personal
level, I like the unedited fansubs rather than the Americanized versions. (No, I won't go in to a debate
here, or anywhere, about that.) I've tried my best not to alter anyone's personalities or lifelines or such
in my fics. Key words being "tried". If you've only watched the American version of Sailor Moon, you
may not understand a lot of what goes on.
I also use the occasional Japanese phrase or saying in here. sweatdrop I know, not
everyone is proficient in Japanese. (Neither am I, but hey..) I think most of you understand the basics.
If you need help translating, E-mail me and I'll be happy to help.
Any feedback? Comments, suggestions, etc? You're always welcome to Email me at
menagi_chan@hotmail.com
Domo Arigatou!
Menagi-chan
And for those of you who are truly interested, here are some stats:
Name: Menagi Starnigh
Nicknames: Menagi-chan or 'Nagi
Alias: Sailor Star Infinity, later Sailor Elysium and Elysium Princess
Sex: female (all the time, thank you very much)
Age: 16-18 (depending on story line)
Birthday: August 4th
Sign: Leo
Blood type: O
Hair: auburn
Eyes: purple (varies)
Height: about 1/2 inch shorter than Seiya
Weight: 115 lb.
Favorite Food: Seafood, especially sushi
Least
Favorite Food: Squash
Favorite Subject: Literature
Least
Favorite Subject: Science
Hobbies: Drawing, Painting, Singing, Anime, Manga, and Motorcycles
I'd list her powers, abilities and background here, but that's what the story is for! :)
Chapter 1: Stranger in a Strange Land
So, I've finally made it. I'm finally here. I can't believe it, Menagi thought to herself. "Ok, were here. So now what? What's the plan? Where do I start?" she asked her companion.
"First we need to set up a base of operations. We also need to see about the disturbances we read about on the Internet. Those take top priority. I'm not sure, but I thought I felt some unusual vibrations off to the north-west, so perhaps we should check it out," replied Rhea, from somewhere down about ankle level.
Menagi looked down at her feet, and saw Rhea's golden eyes peering anxiously in that direction, her long tail flicking absently behind her. "You know you're not supposed to talk in public," she admonished. "People wonder."
Sorry, habit, came the reply in her mind. Not my fault. I'm used it just being the two of us. Menagi felt what could only be a mental sigh in her mind. The gold and white colored Persian looked up at her. So, are we going or what?
"Yes, we're going," she sighed. So, what exactly are you sensing, Rhea?
I'm not sure, but it's pretty strong. Her golden eyes glittered as she looked off in the distance again.
Wow, Menagi thought, looking around her in suppressed awe as they started off down the sidewalk. How can something so large be so beautiful? This place is incredible. She brushed back a stray lock of auburn hair as she looked around, trying to get her bearings. Tokyo so is huge, how will we ever find what we're looking for, Rhea? Menagi spun about, trying to take in all the sights at once. Her short lavender dress fluttered in the breeze as she looked at the different shops that were behind her.
Don't walk backwards, Menagi; watch where you're going, Rhea admonished.
Too late. As Menagi spun around to walk forward, she ran right into an oncoming pedestrian. She bounced off his sturdy frame and landed hard on her backside. "Hey, watch it!" she snapped, speaking her native English. She looked up to see who her assailant was.
A handsome young man with dark hair was standing above her, apologizing profusely in Japanese, unaware she had just yelled at him. He wore a black shirt under a green blazer, gray slacks and black leather shoes. His blue eyes looked concerned as he bowed down at her. "Gomen nasai! Are you ok?" he asked "Are you hurt?" He held out his hand to help her up.
"No, I'm fine," she replied in fluent Japanese. "It was my fault, really." She sighed, and took his hand. As her hand touched his, an electric shock ran up her arm. It was as if she'd just stuck her finger in a light socket. By the way his eyes widened, she assumed he felt it, too. She turned a deep shade of red and rose to her feet. What in the name of the Abyss was that? As she stood, Rhea looked at the two of them strangely, yowled, and took off down the sidewalk.
"Oh, damn it! That's my cat! I'm sorry, I've got to go!" Menagi took off at a run after her fleeing companion, her long auburn hair trailing like a banner behind her.
The young man stared after her, an odd expression on his face. What was that all about, I wonder? What was that feeling, Mamoru thought to himself. Who is she? He looked down at his still tingling hand. A new Enemy? He frowned.
"Will you slow DOWN!" Menagi yelled ahead to Rhea's retreating form. Her lithe form dodged between and around other pedestrians, trying to keep her Persian in sight. As she burst through another pack of people, she nearly stepped on Rhea's tail, as the cat had come to an abrupt halt at the base of some steps. "Damn you! What was that all about?"
You'd better use mind-speech, or the people will think you're insane, talking to a cat Rhea replied somewhat smugly. Her golden eyes where filled with mirth, looking innocently up at Menagi.
You're a pain. Why did you run off like that? Menagi asked.
I sensed a gathering of power at this site, great power. As you sat on your butt eyeing that guy, I felt it growing stronger. Good or bad, I'm not sure yet. Rhea signed and looked up the steps. You also need to see what all these negative disturbances around Tokyo have been about, and see where you can help, not gawk at handsome men all day.
I know, I know. I also felt a strange shock from the boy as well. Like... de ja vu, she replied.
Probably just hormones. You know how you get around cute guys. Especially cute guys with dark hair and blue eyes. Rhea grinned maliciously.
I don't care what you think; it was more than that. Though he WAS cute. She smiled to herself, and then looked up the steps as well. A temple? You led me to a temple? What, am I to be a priestess now?
Rhea harrumphed. I told you, I felt a gathering of great power here.
Of course you did, it's a temple. Most of these old sites are places of power. Menagi looked at the sign. Sendai Hill Temple. Perhaps you sensed an artifact of some sort?
Perhaps, but either way, you should check it out. I don't think this is normal holy power radiating from here. See for yourself if you don't believe me.
Menagi shut her eyes, and placed a hand on the stone wall to steady herself. She let her mind empty of all thoughts, and felt for the pulse of the earth. A sudden white-hot light burned into her mind, dazzling in its intensity. Whatever it was, it was very powerful, and it was not alone. She sensed other presences as well, but she couldn't tell how many. The white light eclipsed the others. Her eyes flew open.
Ok, so we check it out.
Menagi carefully climbed the steep steps to the temple, chatting with Rhea, mind to mind, all the while. Why don't you scout around the perimeter, Rhea? You'll attract less attention in the brush, and you can probably see and hear more than I'll be able to. People tend to talk around cats.
LOOK OUT! BEHIND YOU! Rhea screamed in to her head.
Menagi turned back in time to see a blonde streak come flying past her from behind, knocking her off balance. Menagi's arms pinwheeled in an effort not to fall twice in one day, but apparently this was not to be the case. Menagi's last conscious thought was, Great, this is gonna hurt, as she fell backwards, down the flight of steps. Some warrior I am. She heard an audible crack as her head hit stone, and the world grew black.
"Oh, God, did someone get the number of that truck?" Menagi groaned. She heard a strange sobbing noise. She opened her eyes, but they refused to focus. Ahead of her swam vaguely humanoid forms. She closed her eyes again. "Rhea? Rhea? What happened?"
"Look what you did, you stupid meatball head! You've gone and killed her!" an unfamiliar voice shrieked in Japanese. It was like daggers in Menagi's head. "She can't even speak now!"
"I think she's speaking English," another voice said, this one more calm. "And I think she's waking up." From somewhere in the distance, she heard the sobbing stop.
"She's ok? Really? Can you talk to her, Ami? You know English, right? Tell her I'm so sorry. I didn't see her, not really. I mean I was so late and.."
"Usagi-chan, shut UP! You're always late, and you're such a klutz. You really did it this time."
"Miss? Miss? Are you awake? Are you ok?" This came in halting English, with a very thick accent.
Menagi opened her eyes again, and this time she could see around her. She was on the floor of some strange room, with a compress on her head. There were 5 strange girls around her. The one talking to her had short blue hair, blue eyes, and a concerned look on her face. "Meatball head", her assailant, fit the description. She had these large blond balls on either side of her head, from which sprouted two very long ponytails. Her eyes were red from crying. Yelling at her was a girl with long, black hair, and a very dour expression dressed in red and white priestess robes. Off to the side, trying to stay as inconspicuous as possible, were two more girls. One was a very large, athletic girl with a long brown ponytail and green eyes. The other sported a ghastly red bow to tie back her incredibly long blonde hair, and her eyes were blue as well. Great, bimbo Barbie and all her friends. Why me? "I'm OK, I think," Menagi replied in Japanese, "but my arm hurts."
"I'm afraid you may have broken it, Miss," the blue-hared girl said, with a sad look on her face. "I mean, I'm no doctor, but I think you should go to the hospital to have it looked at."
"Well, you're GOING to be a doctor, so you should know, right Ami-chan?" This came from the blonde with the big, red bow.
"Hush, Minako-chan!" The brunette elbowed her friend in the ribs to quiet her.
Menagi slowly sat up, wincing as every muscle in her body screamed in pain. Her head throbbed like someone had beaten her with a baseball bat. "I'm fine, really." A shooting pain ran from her wrist to her shoulder, but she masked the grimace behind a smile. Wiggling the fingers of that hand, and amazingly not passing out, she said, "See? Not a problem! I really must be going.."
"But you're injured, you can't leave!" The priestess jumped forward and tried to press Menagi back down. "You need to rest!"
Menagi took the girls hand in her own, and she nearly jumped out of her skin. For the second time in one day, an electric shock ran through her hand. She quickly let go, and gripped the girl by the arm, pushing her back. "I'm fine, really. No need to concern yourself over me." She slowly stood, wobbling a bit before regaining her balance. "Thank you for your hospitality." Menagi bowed low to the girls, and started toward the door, only to have the raven-haired girl block her way again.
"Please, I'm sorry, but I couldn't bear it if anything bad happened to you because of what happened here. At least wait until a doctor comes to look at you." Her large, dark eyes were filled with concern.
Menagi smiled, and dropped a hand on her shoulder. "I promise I'll go to a doctor, but really, I'm fine. I swear it." She gave the shoulder a squeeze, then moved the young girl out of the way. "Tell you what, I'll drop by tomorrow with a doctor's note to prove I'm OK. Sound fair?"
All the young girls nodded. The one with the large buns in her hair wiped her eyes and apologized again. "I'm so sorry. They're always telling me I'm such a klutz. I never hurt anyone before, though. I am SO sorry!" She bowed from the waist, practically prostrating herself on the floor.
Menagi smiled even wider. "Its OK, Odago-sama. I'm fine. Ja ne, minna!" With that, Menagi left. She made it to the steps of the temple, and stopped. "Hey, Rhea! Get your furry butt over here!" she yelled in English.
Later! Came the reply in her head. I'll meet you back at the apartment.
Menagi sighed. OK. I'll see you later.
Menagi closed the door to her apartment behind her, and then leaned up against it for support. She looked at her wrist, which was swollen to 3 times its normal size. Tears starting streaming down from her eyes, which were now blue-gray with pain. Oh my God this hurts! Oh, it hurts so badly!
She stumbled from the foyer to the living room, and sank gratefully into the overstuffed leather couch. Normally, she'd stop to admire her décor, because she was so proud of what she'd done with this tiny apartment. Actually, it was tiny by American standards, quite spacious by the Japanese standards. It had a living room, a dining room, a walk-in kitchen, a master bedroom with its own bath, a guest room, and a second stand alone bathroom. Typical American living, but here in Japan, where space is at a premium, this was considered ostentatious. However, it was par for the course for the young entrepreneur.
At 15, she was learning the in's and out's of the family's business. Not by choice, however. Her father should have taught her how to handle running such a large corporation. Her mother should have shown her how to properly host parties. Her sister and brother should have helped her with the burden she now carried alone. The tears came faster now, as physical pain mingled with emotional. She went to bury her head in her hands, but when she put pressure on her left wrist, she almost passed out from the pain.
I've got to stop this. OK, shut your eyes. Take slow deep breaths. Just like Rhea taught you. She placed her right hand over her left wrist, lightly covering it. "Pull the fire of your heart, and use it to burn away the pain. Feel the power inside grow, and flow down your arm, to where it needs to go." She could practically hear Rhea's voice in her head, instructing her. She sent the healing fire down her right arm, into her left wrist. Through her closed eyelids, she could see the faint golden glow of her healing powers at work. The pain lessened gradually, but not completely. Her power had not grown enough yet to heal a break of that magnitude in one shot. She'd have to try again tomorrow, when she was stronger. As it was now, she felt hollow inside, her power spent.
She tried to open her eyes, so she could at least walk to the bedroom and lie down, but they refused to open. She was soon fast asleep.
Any comments, feed back or questions, Email me at Menagi_chan@hotmail.com