Disclaimer: Tamora Peirce owns the setting but the rest of the ideas are mine. Woo!
Hey everybody! This is kinda my first fanfic, I started a small story for Lord of the Flies, but I sorta hate that book so I 'discontinued' it. Haha, but srry to all you guys that actually liked it, which wasn't many… Oh well. Hopefully this one will be better??? R&R people, it's the way to go!
"One day when the mortal realms needs them most, the gods will send them maidens born from the elements, one of fire, one of earth, one of air, and one of water. They will come from different worlds but when they unite, they will be an unbeatable force."
-Mithran Priest
Chapter 1: The Water Mage
Yemaya sighed and pushed back the tendrils of golden red that had escaped her bun away from her heart shaped face. Beside her Brigitte rambled on about some type of palace gossip, she absent mindedly scrubbed at the pair of breeches immersed in the soapy water.
"'Maya, don't you think so?" she questioned.
"Oh! What?" she asked startled.
"I said, don't you think Lady Hasubi is pretty?" she replied casually.
"Well I don't know. She's just another noble" Yemaya grumbled.
"Yes but she's a Yamani, and a lady-in-waiting for Princess Ankubi."
She says it as if that makes a difference. She's just another pompous and pampered noble. I don't care if she is a Yamani. Yemaya thought bitterly. She had hated nobles ever since one had left her mother when she became pregnant. I'll never forgive that dirty bastard for leaving us; she had thought when her mother told her about her biological father. Apparently she had inherited her red hair and from him. Even though people said it was one of her best features, she despised it.
"'Maya, you're so lucky," chattered Brigitte.
"Why is that? I don't see anything lucky about living in the lower city with no father and working at the palace as a wash maid. Do you?" she asked confused.
"No. It's just that you're so pretty and charismatic and everybody loves you. One day you'll probably meet a handsome rich merchant and move far away from the life of a servant." Brigitte sighed.
"That's not true." Soothed Yemaya, "You are kind and sweet and funny and I'm sure one day some handsome minor-god will fall in love with you and you'll go live in the immortal realms with him and never work another day in your life."
Brigitte giggled, "Well, that sure would be fun!"
That night as Yemaya walked from the servant's hall she found herself humming. It had been a good day. She had gotten two fairly large tips and tomorrow was her day off. On her way to visit her mother she would be able to stop in the day market and get her mother something nice. Perhaps a necklace or something… Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind a pillar. "Wha…"
"Shh!" the person ordered. When her eyes adjusted to the light she frowned.
"Nathan? What are you doing here? I told you. It's over, I just don't feel that way about you."
"But Yemaya that was the best night of my life!"
"Nathan, it was Midwinter, we where drunk, I'm surprised you even remember it…"
"That's not the point!" He interrupted, "I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
"That's stupid. We had a simple one- night stand. Just a little romp, you can't possibly feel that way about me, you don't even know me!" she hissed. She was getting extremely angry with this boy. "If you don't leave me alone, Gods help me I don't know what I'll do!" As soon as she said this a thick and powerful stream of water shot from her hand sending Nathan flying across the hallway.
"Wha…What did you just do?" He stammered.
"I…I don't know" she mumbled as she raced away. What in the name of all the Gods did I just do?"