Oh wow! I just had the coolest idea for a fanfic! Ok, this will be a gw/sm crossover and I'll be using some details from some books I read by Garth Nix (Sabriel, Lirael) Ok, tell me what you think of it! (And If I spell something wrong...I'm working from memory until I get my books back *COUGH COUGH* Jess!!! *COUGH COUGH*)
Life and Death
Prologue: The Beginning
It began a long, long time ago...before the colonies and mobile suits. Before technology, before space. Before the humans of the world lost their inner power and forgot what it meant to love the Earth. It was a time when everything was green and gold and the rulers of the universe had not yet been forgotten...
The seven queens of the sea lived wise and fair. The keepers of the sun and moon were generous and kind to the humans that were their children...still learning. And the queen of the Wood, who controlled the very roots of the Earth, melted into the dust and left behind two small children as her successors.
For these small children, seven sisters were called upon to be their protectors and to guard the gates of world of the living and the world of the dead. Even to the Ninth Precinct they must watch and defend.
They were the Sister Abhorsens. With voices that rang clear as bells, which was the center of their power.
The youngest, Ranna, with pale, moon colored skin, star blue eyes and short, cropped silver white hair made her the gentlest of the sisters and the most willing to forgive. Ranna, the Sleep bringer, whose soft, high voice brought peace and darkness.
The second was Kibeth. Calm and playful, her light skin, neck-length blonde hair, and blue-green eyes that sparkled made her known as mischievous and elfin. The Walker, Kibeth's slightly lower song could make anyone walk to her will.
After, was Moserael. With light tan skin, shoulder length, light brown hair and ruby-jade eyes, she was a skilled and powerful sister. The Waker, Moserael's warm voice had the power to wake the dead in the world of the living.
Next was Dyrinn, the fourth sister. Her tanned skin, long, auburn hair, and chocolate colored eyes made her a helpful and strong warrior. The Speaker, her rich, melodious voice gave the dead the power of speech but could silence a tongue that spoke too freely.
The fifth sister was Belgaere. Her dark, mahogany hair that fell low to her back, golden-brown eyes and gold colored skin had a charming affect on many. The Thinker, her mellow voice gave her power over memories.
Next was Saraneth, the second oldest of the Seven. Her black-brown hair, dark skin and shadowy granite eyes gave her a wise, mysterious air and no one doubted her power. The Binder, her deep, strong voice gave her power to bind those who heard her song to her will.
And finally there was Astarael, the oldest and wisest of all the Seven. It was said that she walked the waters of the Ninth Precinct of Death before joining her sisters. Some believed that she knew what lay beyond the last gate of Death. With long, long black hair, dark gold skin, and somber black eyes, she was easily the most powerful of the Seven. The Sorrowful, the sound of her deep, low song would throw all who heard it deep into death, beyond reach of even the strongest spells...however, it would also cast Astarael deep into death as well...and so...it was said she never sang....
When the queen of the wood had gone, they were given the children to raise. The two little girls were quiet and strong but were often separated because of the training each took part in. The Seven guarded and protected the world from those who would use power to bring the dead into the world of the living. They trained the children well and became a part of the royal household when the girls were older.
However...change was imminent. The humans of the Earth became greedy and uncontrollable. Their thirst for power and place drove them to death and destruction. The two children, raised in the Wood became aware of the increasing hatred. Day by day the humans lost their inner power and became hungry for more. More and more evil crossed into the World of the Living and the Seven were constantly working to help the Dead cross the Ninth Precinct and Beyond. Spirits of the Wood screamed and they were forgotten and destroyed. The two girls, now young women were afraid and knew no way to help their home...no spell could stop the pain.
Soon the humans of the world thought of the Seven as a threat, evil monsters that were the cause of this pain. The Wood was burned almost to the ground and six of the sisters were slain. Overcome by grief, Astarael, the remaining sister crossed into Death to find her sisters. When she finally found them, she took their voices...their power and locked them into two staffs along with the powers of the Earth. Upon returning from death she used the power of Ranna to put the two women whom she had helped raise into a deep sleep, placing them deep in what remained of the Wood.
Finally, Astarael cast her power into one of the staffs and gave one staff to each woman. After, Astarael was never seen again. Some say that she went on to destroy the humans that had killed her sisters. Others say, that without her power she retreated to another world to live peacefully. And still others say that her spirit crossed into the Ninth Precinct and her body lies somewhere deep below the old Woods....
And so the story begins. Of two women of Old, never meant to escape the destruction of the First Race. How they awoke in a place new and dangerous to them, found by five of the most unlikely people. A tale of the search for the only mothers they ever knew...and how the power of their twin staffs, alike and yet so unlike, would change the course of a war that threatened to destroy the only home they remember.
R/R. LoNe StAr in an OcEaN SkY
Life and Death
Prologue: The Beginning
It began a long, long time ago...before the colonies and mobile suits. Before technology, before space. Before the humans of the world lost their inner power and forgot what it meant to love the Earth. It was a time when everything was green and gold and the rulers of the universe had not yet been forgotten...
The seven queens of the sea lived wise and fair. The keepers of the sun and moon were generous and kind to the humans that were their children...still learning. And the queen of the Wood, who controlled the very roots of the Earth, melted into the dust and left behind two small children as her successors.
For these small children, seven sisters were called upon to be their protectors and to guard the gates of world of the living and the world of the dead. Even to the Ninth Precinct they must watch and defend.
They were the Sister Abhorsens. With voices that rang clear as bells, which was the center of their power.
The youngest, Ranna, with pale, moon colored skin, star blue eyes and short, cropped silver white hair made her the gentlest of the sisters and the most willing to forgive. Ranna, the Sleep bringer, whose soft, high voice brought peace and darkness.
The second was Kibeth. Calm and playful, her light skin, neck-length blonde hair, and blue-green eyes that sparkled made her known as mischievous and elfin. The Walker, Kibeth's slightly lower song could make anyone walk to her will.
After, was Moserael. With light tan skin, shoulder length, light brown hair and ruby-jade eyes, she was a skilled and powerful sister. The Waker, Moserael's warm voice had the power to wake the dead in the world of the living.
Next was Dyrinn, the fourth sister. Her tanned skin, long, auburn hair, and chocolate colored eyes made her a helpful and strong warrior. The Speaker, her rich, melodious voice gave the dead the power of speech but could silence a tongue that spoke too freely.
The fifth sister was Belgaere. Her dark, mahogany hair that fell low to her back, golden-brown eyes and gold colored skin had a charming affect on many. The Thinker, her mellow voice gave her power over memories.
Next was Saraneth, the second oldest of the Seven. Her black-brown hair, dark skin and shadowy granite eyes gave her a wise, mysterious air and no one doubted her power. The Binder, her deep, strong voice gave her power to bind those who heard her song to her will.
And finally there was Astarael, the oldest and wisest of all the Seven. It was said that she walked the waters of the Ninth Precinct of Death before joining her sisters. Some believed that she knew what lay beyond the last gate of Death. With long, long black hair, dark gold skin, and somber black eyes, she was easily the most powerful of the Seven. The Sorrowful, the sound of her deep, low song would throw all who heard it deep into death, beyond reach of even the strongest spells...however, it would also cast Astarael deep into death as well...and so...it was said she never sang....
When the queen of the wood had gone, they were given the children to raise. The two little girls were quiet and strong but were often separated because of the training each took part in. The Seven guarded and protected the world from those who would use power to bring the dead into the world of the living. They trained the children well and became a part of the royal household when the girls were older.
However...change was imminent. The humans of the Earth became greedy and uncontrollable. Their thirst for power and place drove them to death and destruction. The two children, raised in the Wood became aware of the increasing hatred. Day by day the humans lost their inner power and became hungry for more. More and more evil crossed into the World of the Living and the Seven were constantly working to help the Dead cross the Ninth Precinct and Beyond. Spirits of the Wood screamed and they were forgotten and destroyed. The two girls, now young women were afraid and knew no way to help their home...no spell could stop the pain.
Soon the humans of the world thought of the Seven as a threat, evil monsters that were the cause of this pain. The Wood was burned almost to the ground and six of the sisters were slain. Overcome by grief, Astarael, the remaining sister crossed into Death to find her sisters. When she finally found them, she took their voices...their power and locked them into two staffs along with the powers of the Earth. Upon returning from death she used the power of Ranna to put the two women whom she had helped raise into a deep sleep, placing them deep in what remained of the Wood.
Finally, Astarael cast her power into one of the staffs and gave one staff to each woman. After, Astarael was never seen again. Some say that she went on to destroy the humans that had killed her sisters. Others say, that without her power she retreated to another world to live peacefully. And still others say that her spirit crossed into the Ninth Precinct and her body lies somewhere deep below the old Woods....
And so the story begins. Of two women of Old, never meant to escape the destruction of the First Race. How they awoke in a place new and dangerous to them, found by five of the most unlikely people. A tale of the search for the only mothers they ever knew...and how the power of their twin staffs, alike and yet so unlike, would change the course of a war that threatened to destroy the only home they remember.
R/R. LoNe StAr in an OcEaN SkY