Splee! I wrote an Okami fanfic! YAY! Has the obsession gone to far? Methinks not. XD
Just to let you all know, Amaterasu talks in this fic. She speaks by using telepathy. All her speech is in italics for this very reason.
Now go on and read!
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Amaterasu's eyes darted about the heartbreaking scene before her. Much of the Celestial Plain had fallen to darkness and had been consumed by cursed zones. Signs of life were few and far in between; the darkness was slowly consuming the entire plain. What little of the Celestials that remained had either fallen victim to the cursed zones or a broken spirit.
Some had merely become nervous wrecks and stayed in their houses, trembling in fear at the thought of their likely demise. The darkness had seeped into the very soil, zapping it's nutrition to the plants; the plants were dying. In fact, everything seemed to be dying. Even Amaterasu felt herself weakening, as if the very life was being taken from her body.
She and Waka had arrived at the Celestial Plain a few days ago, or so it seemed. It had actually been closer to a week. The days melded together, as there was no difference between night and day; it was always dark. Every minute of every day since the two had arrived had been spent trying to get the Guardian Sapling to grow.
Amaterasu had known from day one that it would not grow, but acted confident as not to dash Waka's hopes for the sapling. However she could feel the prophet's confidence beginning to waver, as it was slowly taken over by uncertainty and sorrow. Amaterasu sighed and went off towards the Guardian Sapling, a black, mud-like substance dripping from her paws with each step. She had dubbed it 'liquid darkness', a fitting name for it hadn't been there before the cursed zones and such came.
When she reached the sapling, she found Waka watering it, as he did everyday. Not all the water had been tainted yet, but in his heart Waka knew the water would stay pure much longer. Despite all the 'tender-loving care' the prophet had given the sapling, it was still near death. It had gone from vibrant green to a sickly brownish-green color.
Waka looked up from the Guardian Sapling as he heard Amaterasu approach. Her once quiet steps had become heavy with sorrow. "Hello Amaterasu." He greeted, a feeble smile coming to his face. The feeble smile showed just how low his confidence in the sapling had sunk.
"And how are we today ma chérie?" He asked. ''Tired.' Amaterasu answered, yawning and laying down. "Ah. The darkness is getting to you, oui?" Waka asked, frowning. Amaterasu merely nodded in response.
The two fell silent, Amaterasu breaking the silence only a few moments later. 'Waka…The Guardian Sapling's never going to grow…The nutrition has left the soil. It can't live.' She said quietly. Waka sighed after a moment, giving a single nod. "I know." He responded quietly, sorrow in his voice.
'Then why are we still here?' Amaterasu asked. 'The Celestials have given up hope and I fear the Celestial Plain will never be restored to it's former beauty.' She said. 'The darkness shouldn't still be here. Yami has been slain…Why is it still here Waka?' She asked, whining. "I don't know." Waka answered after a few minutes.
He wasn't lying, but he wasn't telling the truth either. Amaterasu's eyes narrowed. 'There's something you're not telling me.' She said, looking at the prophet. Waka blinked, mildly surprised the wolf could tell.
He sighed and looked at Amaterasu. "I had a vision about two days after we arrived here." Waka said, looking off into the distance. 'It wasn't a good one…Was it?' Amaterasu asked. Waka shook his head.
"No…It wasn't." He said quietly. 'What was in it?' Amaterasu asked, tilting her head to the side in curiosity. "The vision was very dark. The creature in it was hidden in the shadows. The only thing I could see were two great, glowing eyes. I could just barely make out it's outline, but I couldn't really tell what it was." Waka said, frowning as he tried to figure out what the creature might have been. 'So…It's not Yami?' Amaterasu asked.
"It could be Yami…He could have come back in a different form." Waka said, looking back at Amaterasu. 'But…I thought I defeated him.' She said, disappointment in her voice. "You did. But you must remember ma chérie, he was the lord of darkness; someone with power rivaling that of the Gods." Waka said. Amaterasu frowned.
The prospect of another battle with Yami was a tiring one, to say the least. 'What state is the mortal realm in?' She asked, fearing a negative answer. "I don't know. I haven't had any visions about it." Waka said. "However, if Yami has returned, the mortal realm is not too far from chaos." He said, looking off into the distance again.
'Then we have to go back!' Amaterasu said as she stood, liquid darkness dripping from her fur. "But we don't even know if that where the monster is ma chérie!" Waka protested, looking back at Amaterasu. Though the Guardian Sapling was dying, he still didn't want to leave it. 'But we would know if it was here, correct?' The wolf asked, shaking the mud-like liquid from her fur.
"Yes…We would." Waka answered quietly after a moment, nodding. 'Then we need to go back.' Amaterasu said. 'Otherwise the mortal realm is doomed.' She added. Waka nodded. "Yes…I suppose it is." He said.
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The walked back to the Ark of Yamato, Amaterasu completely willing while Waka had some regrets about leaving. As Amaterasu and Waka walked onto the ship, Amaterasu paused and glanced back. 'I'm going to restore this place.' She said quietly, a determined look coming into her eyes. Waka, who was already in the ship, called out to her to get in. Amaterasu stepped into the ship and watched the Celestial Plain disappear as the door closed.
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