Chapter 1: Rainbow sky.
Three years….
It's been three years since she ascended to her role as guardian Queen.
Arcadia has resumed its peaceful lifestyle. Life without the Thanatos or Erebos.
It was peaceful for the inhabitants of the mainland. But still, shadows loomed though they didn't terrorize the citizens.
The Orb Hunters went in their separate directions, but many of them will converge again.
Starting on one afternoon…
Rayne sat on his desk looking over the invention reports. The afternoon was bright and enjoyable particularly in Pharian.
They need some more work…
He was still working with his brother to make machines that would repair the damage Erebos and Thanatos did years ago.
He was ready to fax the reports over to his brother, when the sky went dark.
"It can't be evening already-" as he looked out the window.
A myriad of colors shone through sky, bright and vibrant. It was like déjà vu.
It can't be…
He ran out of his office, "Someone get me a ride!!"
"Here you go little one," a large man with blond hair whispered in a gentle voice as he poured some milk for a stray cat in the street. The cat chirruped in content, before flicking its gaze up at the sky. J.D. turned, his amber eyes widening. Angelique?
"Captain!"
"Hyuuga," the female captain turned to her white-haired subordinate sailor.
"I beg you, please let us dock at the next port."
She gave him a questioning look, but one look at the sky, she understood. "Alright, you good for nothings! Get ready to dock."
Hyuuga looked at the sky lost in thought. I will find you.
"Rene-sama!"
A group of soldiers in green berets rushed to the blond Head of the Order. "The sky…"
"I know," the young man replied, still not tearing his eyes away from the rainbow of colors. I knew you'd come back.
In a large beautiful mansion on the outskirts of Rhys, the lone sound of the piano playing can be heard. A young man with long dark hair played the ivory keys to ease his aching and stressed heart. As soon as the piece was done, he let his hands drag off the keys to rub his eyes. Though they were tired and worn, having seen centuries of suffering they were a beautiful piercing blue, same as the cat's that just jumped onto his lap, purring contently.
Suddenly the white cat turned towards the window and hissed. A loud pounding on the front doors resounded throughout the empty mansion as the sky went dark.
"Nyx!! We know you're in there. Your time is up!" A gruff voice shouted from the outside of the mansion.
Crashing through the windows and the double doors several men in black body armor barged into the man's home, guns and swords pointed towards him.
"I should've known it would come to this sooner or later," the handsome man muttered.
On a beautiful lake in the countryside a man with a fishing pole in hand, sat relaxing in a small boat. He held a cigarette in his mouth and hummed a few sailing hymns, half paying attention to his fishing.
Then a rainbow filled the sky, an aura right over-head. "What the-" his eyes were wide open now. The colors swirled overhead and a beam of light shot down in the middle of the lake. The fisherman braced himself as waves rocked the boat. He looked up as the light disappeared. The sky then returned to normal and the man adjusted his eyes to where the light hit.
His heart went into his throat at what he saw. A young woman, with blue-white hair and a white flowing gown lay floating face-up in the middle of the lake.
"Hey!" he called, before he dove into the water.
She felt heavy, grounded. On an earth she was familiar with. She could no longer see Arcadia from her throne in the cosmos. Strangely though she felt at peace, vaguely aware of a rough voice of a man calling.
She opened her emerald eyes finding herself staring into the hazel eyes of a young man.
The man reeled back, "You are-" He had seen her before, but he couldn't place where. "Are you alright?"
"I think so," she said shyly. She sat up clutching at the wool blanket that surrounded her. "What happened?"
"You were in the lake. You were sent…from the sky," he answered. He sat back satisfied with her condition.
She turned back to the man. He was tall and really well built, with dark brown, curly shaggy hair and a patch of fuzz on his chin. "Where am I?"
"Hmm? Oh, you're in the countryside. The nearest city here is Pharian. We should probably get you there…er…what is your name?"
Without hesitation she answered, "Angelique." As soon as she said it memories came flooding back. People, places, events. It was all too much and she collapsed against the man's chest.
Angelique awoke once again, finding herself in a small tent. Sitting up she looked at her surroundings. Small pots and pans littered the tent floor and a gas hot plate sat in the corner. Fish bones filled a small pot nearby. She glanced at the flaps of the tent, moderately shocked to see several dead fish hanging on a line. Ducking under the drying fish she slipped through the tent.
The man with curly hair sat on a log by a campfire, fixing the strap of his straw sandal, a cigarette hanging in his mouth.
Angelique took one step towards him, "Excuse me."
His head turned immediately, and he threw his cigarette away, seeming out of manners, "You're up. Thank god."
He stood.
"Did I pass out?"
"Er, yeah. You might want to sit down," he pointed to the log where he sat, "Do you want something to eat, Angelique? I'm afraid I only have crackers and lake fish."
"I'm sure it's fine, sir."
"Alonzo. Call me Alonzo," he smiled. A warm gentle smile. She knew those smiles.
"Are you a fisherman?" she asked glancing at his fishing poles.
"Er, no. I work for some rich man. But now I'm on vacation. Though I can't say that I earned one. I somehow made my job a vacation. However I was foolish enough to just leave with nothing but his camping supplies. Here," he pulled a cooked fish off the spick and put it on a plate, "It should be done smoking by now."
He sat down on the dirt floor, with a sigh. "Do you have anywhere to go? I can take you there tomorrow."
"Yes," she said without thinking. Images of a large mansion pierced her brain. That was her home.
"I'm not sure where it is," she finished sadly.
"Then, I'll take you to Pharian tomorrow. Someone there should be able to help."
"Thank you, Alonzo," she said before noticing wet clothes drying on some braches on the tree above.
"Your clothes. I'm sorry they got wet."
Alonzo glanced up, "Hey at least I have extra clothes. I nearly found you butt naked in the lake."
She blushed furiously and wrapped the blanket tighter around herself, her ears pierced with laughter from the man near her.
"I'm only joking. God knows how many people have seen me naked…"
"That's not helping matters," she said softly, lightly taking what he said as a joke.
He continued to chuckle, "I'm only kidding. Though I do tend to do some of work in the nude. Don't tell my boss that though. God knows what he'll do if he found out that I made some of his meals in nothing but an apron and oven mitts."
She covered her mouth to hide the smile she had. She hadn't seen Alonzo's boss, but could only imagine one's disgust.
"There's a smile," he laughed to himself. He paused staring at her small smile as she looked up at the starry sky. She looked lost.
Why? Is there a reason why I am sent back? Was I unsuccessful in protecting Arcadia?
A black car raced down a dirt road in the middle of two pastures. Rayne peered out the window. He spotted him. A tall blonde man racing down the side of the road at break-neck speed. He instructed the driver to pull up beside the man. Rayne rolled down the window, and the man looked to the side, surprised to see the red head.
"J.D., get in the car!"
He flung open the door while the car was still in motion. J.D. complied and in one fluid motion leapt into the moving car.
A/N: There's the first chapter. The title of the story roughly translates to "earthly angel" in French. Alonzo is mine. I put OCs to test my own creativity and there will be disappointment for all you Rayne fans out there, I'm taking another direction. Just thought I'd tell you all before you have my head. I will give further explanations later. I am studying film, and I have watched the show closely and this my personal analysis project for this show based on the eyes of someone who studies shows and movies for twelve hours a week. There will be common themes here that can be seen in my other stories because I don't have time to think up of any right now. This will start out action and mystery pumped then falls into raunchy and sappy. Be careful with flames. Tactful flames I will tolerate as long as you guys don't fill up my inbox full of them. Flames with no explanation like "This story sucks," will not be tolerated. As I have said before, if you don't like it, don't read it. Simple as that. I hope I don't sound too belligerent but I'm too tired to deal with them. I'm trying to finish my other stories as well. Anyway, enjoy the show.