Disclaimer: Eyries are copyright to Neopets.com. Most characters are the brainchild or myself, Mystixnight, but some are used with permission from the creator. Terru in particular is my own. Please don't claim her as yours, or use her without my permission.

A/N: Bwehehehe! Ski, guess what I did? Just for you I uploaded the Terru story thing onto fanfiction.net. Don't you feel loved? I'm going to try and continue it. It'll be long, I warn you now. VERY long. How could it not be when she's lived for so long? So basically, unless you have a lot of time on your hands or like reading particularly lengthy writing things, just read the parts that interest you. The chapter names will give a semi- explanation of what's going on so you can pick from them easily. Anywho, WARNING: this story is rated R for a reason. It's going to contain a fair bit of violence and so on. If you don't like violence, or think it's inappropriate, please just save both of us the trouble and don't read this story. If you'd like to read on anyway, go ahead. Just don't say I didn't give you fair warning.

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Eternally Yours

Mystixnight

Prologue: Diviena

Diviena shifted her weight awkwardly, trying hard not to smother the little cubs that slept at her side. A soft smile, her gaze a caress upon their minute frames, curved her beak. She could have been beautiful... Hauntingly so.... But not any more. Her pallet, made for love, life and laughter. For songs sung under the light of the moon in a field, fragrant with the blooms of flowers. For the gentle care of her little ones... Her face was no more than that of a tired eyrie. The weight of the world seeming to weigh down upon her shoulders, causing them to hunch in a pathetic manner. Her eyes, once so bright as a child, and then misted with love and tenderness or he who she thought was her calling in life, were dull, sunken into her skull. Ah... How she longed for the days gone past. The days when she wasn't so frozen, when it didn't revolt her when Viel touched her shoulder or tried to speak with her. It wasn't so bad now... He had almost given up. Just a little longer and he'd get the picture...

A soft smirk lit her features; her eyes going vacant for a moment as she thought of a life without him, her talons digging gently into the foliage littered terra. Her mind clued in suddenly to exactly what thoughts had been seeping into her mind and she had to swallow down a sob. "NO!" she wanted to scream, but her three cubs were nestled at her side and in the darkness and quietness of the night her scream would awaken all and everything. She couldn't do that. If something was in the mood for a meal... The cubs wouldn't last long with only her, shaking and sobbing silently as she tried to get over herself. Ah, god, what had she been thinking? Viel had been so good to her. So kind and gentle, so patient, so quiet, when she had shuddered at his touch in recent times. So quick to give in to her suggestions, to offer a kind word and a shoulder for her to lay her head on when the tears that never seemed to have reason swelled within her. But again, what was she thinking? Viel? Had she ever really loved him? Such a coward, so indifferent, so fragile seeming! Why couldn't he just take hold sometimes? Snap at her, shout at her, beat her or abuse her? Anything to justify this hatred, this annoyance, this fear she felt within her... Why did he have to be so perfect? If only he was cruel or careless, at least then she would have an excuse to leave him. But she couldn't... How could she? Considering how good he had been to her?

She buried her face in her paws, her body shaking with her silent grief. A never-ending sorrow that she couldn't explain... That she couldn't understand. Ethea stirred from her slumber, her face, so innocent and peaceful in her sleep, creased in worry for her mother. "Mamma?" she minute figure, so small... So tiny, even considering her young age. "Mamma, what's the matter...? Why are you crying again?" Diviena couldn't help laughing through her tears at her littlest. She was always so somber, so serious. "Nothing, my dear, my baby... Go back to sleep darling." Genuine tenderness for this petite little creature was etched in Diviena's soul. The other cubs, curled against her, their warmth helping to relieve the chill that she couldn't rid herself of, were nothing to her. An annoyance. It pained her so badly. What a horrible mother she is. To hate so deeply two of her very own, of her own blood and body, and yet whenever she looked at him all she saw was her future... Trapped! Suffocating! Dying in this world! She was to live the rest of her life with Viel. She would raise his children. She would pretend to love him. She would try, honestly try, as she did every waking moment of the day to love him as fully, as tenderly as he loved her... But she couldn't. And here were her children, her very own cubs, as repellent to her as he was; though for all the world they were as gentle and tender and sweet as he was... But then again... Maybe that was what she hated...

Ah, but it didn't matter. She had Ethea, and that was all she needed for now. Little Ethea, so troubled in her own way, understanding all and everything without being told. Such a comfort in her own touchy and aggravated little way. In a way she was like herself... So uncomfortable. So sure and absolute in the fact that she hated where she was, but wanted so much to love it.

With a gentle nudge Diviena placed Ethea back in the nook 'twixt her head and her paws. "Sleep now, Ethea... You're father will be home soon..." Her voice broke, faltering over the words, but she smiled complacently for the sake of the child, and Ethea seemed contented by that, though her own minute beak curled upwards in a sort of infantile grimace. "Oi... Alright mamma" Ethea curled herself into the little niche and Diviena watched as slowly her breathing steadied out, rhythmic now. It was soothing to watch the bantam figure sleep.

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Diviena hadn't been aware she had fallen asleep herself, but she found herself jolting a the soft sound of paw steps crackling the undergrowth, as obvious as it was that this creature was trying to silence them. Ethea twitched in her sleep and Diviena rose slowly, shushing the half-asleep murmurs of the little cub. The others didn't move, a soft snore emanating from the eldest. Her eyes rose slowly to meet Viel's gaze. Held gently between his beak was a small carcass of a kacheek. Diviena couldn't help but notice the care with which the kill had been made. The face of the prey was still calm. It had never known what had hit it. There was blood on neither the kacheek nor Viel. He had snapped the neck with careful efficiency, so swift it had caused no pain. She ruffled her feathers slightly in aggravation; unsure why the fact that he was so kind to his prey bothered her so much. Even when she herself was usually one to put her meals out of their misery as quickly as possibly. But for Viel to do it... What did he care! Did he care more for this runt of a thing that was to just end up in his stomach more than he cared for her?! No. No, That was unfair of her. He did love her. She knew it. He tried so hard... Why couldn't she...

Viel spoke gently, his gaze lovingly passing over his cubs, sleeping so angelically. Diviena narrowed her pupils, but otherwise kept up a friendly appearance, stepping between them and her mate. He didn't have the right to look on them... They were HERS not his... They were all she had. Viel nuzzled her gently, unaware of her going rigid at his touch, or if he did notice it, he ignored. Or maybe he did know... He just wished so hard, hoped so much, so unbearably much, that it wasn't true, he would pretend he had imagined it....

"I brought you something to eat, darling... You must be starved. Here, let's move away from the little ones, a ways... I'd hate to wake them when they sleep so well. Ethea has just started sleeping through the night hasn't she...?" He tilted his head to the side, but received no answer, and seemed to take it as agreement, leading her forwards a ways, before setting the dead creature down before her.

She ate sedately for a while, finishing when she felt full. As she did she noticed Viel becoming a bit awkward and raised her head warily. He spoke carefully... Haltingly, as if unsure... "Diviena, my love... Do you ever think that..? Well. Ethea is basically weaned off of milk now... She wouldn't be bothered if..." he trailed off, eyes moving bashfully to the ground. Diviena couldn't help the coldness in her heart from reaching her vocals as she replied. "If what..."

Viel looked up hopefully, his gaze holding tenderness... An innocence that only made her want to scream with the pain, the hatred it brought up that she didn't want. "If you were to become with cub again... I mean... Four cubs isn't a large litter... And Zecheriah is almost old enough to start hunting with me... We would have more than enough food for another mouth, m'dear..."

Diviena blinked at the name... Oh, yes... He was the one that snored... She forgot about he and the other female at times. They just... They just didn't matter sometimes. Comprehension dawned slowly as he reached out a wing to wrap around her side, almost shyly. With a snarl she felt herself twist from beneath, her talons slashing savagely across his face. "I WILL BEAR NO MORE OF YOUR CHILDREN!"

Viel stumbled back, a shout of pain and surprise mingling with a gasp of sadness... A sorrow. Unable to understand why the one he loved more than life itself could do this to him. Diviena fell backwards as he left her side, as if it was she who had been struck. Her beak went agape; her eyes flickering over his face, on side gashed horribly, one eye closed to protect itself from the blood that poured freely down his pallet. But the other eye... It was what shocked her most. So filled with a horror, a longing that she could relate to, however differently. And she knew. Ah, she knew. Just as she longed to love him, he longed even more to feel that she did. To know that the undying devotion, the boundless love and care were returned even a little.

She could feel the tears coursing freely down her face. Feel herself racking with the sobs. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I have to do this... I have to... I get it now, Viel. Ah... Tell me... Tell me you understand too... Viel?" She stood up slowly, comprehension dawning with a spark upon her mind, her eyes lighting up. Viel shook his head, squinting through the blood at his beloved. "No... Diviena... You need to calm down. I'll... I'll leave if that's what you want just... just back up, Diviena. M'love...?"

If she heard she paid no heed, walking forward with a slow, ritualistic pace, toward her mate, who returned her unblinking gaze. Terrified... "No, Viel... This is the way it has to be. You know how much I hate this, right? In heaven there is no hate.... Only love! Only love! I can love you, Viel! I can love you, I promise!"

Viel shook his head, gesturing with both forepaws for her to stop, his tongue stuck in his beak, unable to voice his protests, panic taking over. He scrambled back from this crazed eyrie that he had once loved, in his haste falling back over the carcass of the last meal he had given her. Hitting the ground with a thud, he let out a panicked slew of sounds, half shouts of misunderstanding and commands to stop, partly words of soothing to calm Diviena, and even yet mingled with screams of pure panic and horror.

Diviena stepped calmly over the dead beast, standing over Viel, who lay writhing and shrieking on the ground, eyes impossibly wide with the terror, his limbs flailing in an effort to stand and run but his mind not replying to his commands. Diviena shook her head, wrapping wings and paws 'round him in a motherly fashion, holding his head to her chest. "Viel....? Viel, darling... Don't worry... This is the way it has to be. It HAS to be"

And one paw lowered to his, neck, pressing against it as it rose and fell with his harsh, ragged breathing. As she made shushing sounds, Viel rose above the panic for a moment, surging forward towards Diviena, bowling her over backwards. Her shriek resounded with both surprise and rage. "VIEL! GET BACK HERE! WE'RE NOT DONE YET! IT'S THE ONLY WAY!" But he wasn't listening, he was hurtling off into the undergrowth, stumbling and tripping in his mad desire to flee.

Diviena took off after him, hurtling through the shrubs and bushes; eyes riveted on his fleeing frame. With a leap she knocked him down, paws raking down on his form beneath her countless times, the blood flying in all direction's, unaware it was her blood too as he slashed at her in retaliation. One of his blows caught her chin, knocking her back. In an effort to steady herself she grabbed out, locking her paw round his throat. His back paws gave a savage shove, bowling her over backwards.

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The leaves 'above her head were moving... Spinning... Shrinking and growing. Diviena snarled, rising to her haunches, her head aching at simply her thoughts. She glanced round through blurred vision, blinking back the darkness. There behind her was a wooden stump. Indented very visibly. And stained with a little blood as well. A single paw reached up to the back of her head, to feel blood still flowing freely. "The bastard! He knocked me out! Now we'll never ever... never be together! GOD DAMN YOU, VIEL!" Her shriek as sent to nothing but the undergrowth around her though. She raised her other forepaw to steady herself and found that she was clutching something in her paw... Feathers... Feathers and flesh.

Memories came back to her. Yes, she'd been holding his throat when she went back. She cackled with satisfaction. He was probably dead, anyway. He'd just crawled off to do so in private. She refused to believe in her madness that he could have survived. As far as she knew or cared, He was dead...

With stumbling, shaking steps due to her lack of balance from the hefty blow to the head she made her way slowly back to the clearing, stopping to collapse from fatigue 'aside the kacheek carcass and eat heartily to regain her strength. She sun was rising 'fore she made her way back to the cubs, finding them whimpering and scared, huddled in a group.

"Mother...? Mother why are you all... All bloody? Where's Father?" The eldest daughter, her pelt purest violet, her optics a creamy colouration, beautiful, looked up at her mother with bewilderment, bordering on fear at the sight of the shining in Diviena's occuli.

"Don't you worry 'bout a thing my dear... You're father is waiting for us somewhere special. Very special indeed and we have to go meet him. So be brave because it's a bit of a scary trip... Are you strong enough to come my daughter? Do you love your family enough?"

The little cub, unaware of what she got herself into nodded vigorously, wrapping both paws round her mother in emphasis. "I love you enough Mother! I do! You know that! Don't leave me behind!"

Zecheriah, the eldest nodded in agreement, joining his sibling in wrapping his paws round his mother. Diviena smiled in pleasure. Yes, even these cubs she had despised in life she could love in death. And they would love her! And they would all be a family. Somewhere in the back of her mind, sanity must still have been intact, screaming that a child was missing from this equation. But Diviena paid no heed to sanity anymore. She was too far into the madness.

"My little ones, buck up your chins and close your eyes! Be still now, this will hurt a little but it needs to be done to go and find your father..." Both fledglings, too young and naive to know better did as they were told. They were still smiling as their lived ended... By their mother's own talons they fell into a never-ending sleep. Heaven's gates were open to them, so young and innocent. They would never know pain again...

Diviena smiled in satisfaction at the two minute forms, still and unmoving before her. Now she could join them and they would love! With slow, set determination Diviena slid her talon across her throat, choking and gasping as it took it's toll. She fell to the ground with a thud, confused as to why it was taking so long... Her gaze, fading into blackness came to Ethea, standing confused and unsure before her, disbelief written plainly on her features.

"Mamma! Mamma, what did you do? You killed them! You killed everyone... Mamma, you killed yourself! I don't... I don't understand, Mamma!" The little creature shook with tears, she couldn't shed and a fear... The first fear she had ever known as her mother stretched out a shaking talon towards her.

"Ethea! Ethea, you have to... have to come too... Come here... Come HERE! ETHEA! ETHEA!" But her words were lost on the cub, which had looked upon the outstretched paw with a final understanding and a loathing. The last things Diviena ever saw before the fires of hell took her was the cold, accusing gaze of her youngest, most beloved in all the world, the hatred in that sight shocking her even in her state of weakness... And then nothing... Nothing but the retreating back of little eyrie as it fled... The blackness took over then...

And that was the end of Diviena's story...

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A/N: I told you it was gruesome. This is probably the most disturbing of all the chapters actually. It's the base of all the reasons Terru is as messed up as she is. And yes, in case you were wondering why Diviena went nutters, she was insane. She wasn't always; it was something that built gradually. And Viel set it off. And you can probably guess who Ethea is, already. Or can you? Heh, nevermind me. It's 12:53 and I still haven't eaten breakfast. I'll go get a bite after I upload this and maybe I'll regain partial grasp on my sanity.