"Hold on! He's going critical! Amaya!" I pull over as I hear my EMT in the back yell these words. We fly past each other as I tend to the patient.
I swing in and slam the door shut behind me. I glance at the monitors and take notes. I feel the ambulance move as I hook up the patient to a blood drip.
'I can't believe he went critical! The wounds weren't bad!'
I snap my fingers in front of his face, scowling when I realize he's out. I shuffle backwards and grab the railing as we hit a speedbump or pothole
'What the fuck'
I grab some bandages and begin to wrap the man's torso as tightly as I can. We hit another speed bump and I have to maneuver myself over the patient in order to not fall over.
'What the hell is she doing? The moron–'
I notice the patient beginning to float and come to the realization that we are falling.
"What. the. FUCK–"
I grab the patient and maneuver him over me as I force myself to the bottom on the Ambulance.
'Amber is on her own. Bitch can suck death's dick if she dies and still wants to live.' I feel the ambulance hit the bottom and slowly sink. I pale as I realize we're in water.
'Fuckin'– Shi– bitch—'
I am going to pry Amber from death's embrace before beating her half back to death. I put the patient back onto the stretcher and open the top door, or the door on the right. Doesn't matter at this point; we're sideways in the water.
'Shit. We're in the damn river. Fuck.'
I look out to see meters of deep water that I would have to wade.
'I'm going to end her.'
I grab a few blood pack and shove them in a bag to the side. I grab the man's wrist to check for a pulse and sigh in relief when it's steady.
I grab the bag and put it on my back before shuffling over and folding the stretcher. I easily push it out on to the water and dive in after. I swim forward ahead of the stretcher and pull it along with me.
'Almost there!'
I pray nothing else goes wrong as I push the man up onto the side of the bank. I toss the bag next to him and glance over to the bridge to see that police and ambulances are swarming it.
I wave my arm and start shouting.
"Hey! Hey! Over here!"
"Hey!"
"What!?"
Soon people notice us and send medics over. I sigh in relief as I pull myself out of the river.
"Look there, a body! Must've been a miracle it drifted all the way to the shore from the sunken ambulance!" someone says
"What? No. I brought it over here." I say.
"No way it drifted here and then defied gravity to get onto the bank."
"Yeah, I brought him here," I say in confirmation. I get up and begin to walk towards them. "My name is Amaya Geraldine, I've been a paramedic for three years now. My EMT is still in the ambl-" I freeze as the people walk through me.
I look down at my hands. They are see-through.
"Hey look! Is that a body?"
'Huh?'
I turn and see a woman with a black ponytail that fades to an electric blue wearing a paramedic uniform floating a distance away.
"Shit man, is that a whirlpool? It must have gotten her"
I feel my lungs fill up with water as I stumble forwards, underwater scenes of both inside and outside a whirlpool flash through my mind. I begin to cough and inhale water.
I whip my limbs around in the water, trying to get to the surface.
My vision fades in and out, and I am pulled deeper into the river by the whirlpool.
Nonononononononononononono—
Everything goes black.
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A shrill scream pierces the air.
"Congratulations, Misaki-san. It's a healthy girl."
A woman with brown hair and black eyes breathes heavily, trying to recover from giving birth. She shakily grabs for the screaming baby as it's handed to her.
She lays the baby against her chest as she kisses her forehead a few times.
She smiles as the baby calms down and stops crying.
Misaki makes eye contact with clouded gold eyes. She sharply inhales in awe.
"Such beautiful eyes..."
A man with golden hair and green eyes storms in.
"Where!?"
"Faith, relax," Misaki says, smiles becoming brighter.
"But Justice—"
"Shh." The woman glances over to Faith, eyes warm "She's a Peace."
Faith stumbles before tripping. He moans from his spot on the ground "Peace? I mean... We've been missing one for a while... but so young?"
"Fufu," Justice replies "Reincarnation with memories is a thing."
Faith lays there on the ground as two more people stumble in.
A woman with pink eyes looks up, eyes wide. She trips on her way to the bed but gets up fairly quickly. A man with shimmering light blue eyes rushes over with bags of baby items.
Justice grins from her bed, "Love!" the woman with pink hair nods in response as she shakily approaches the baby. "Charity!" The man's eyes flash as he begins to ramble on asking if she needs anything and that he will gladly get them.
Justice giggles and rubs the baby on her chest once more.
"It's all right." She beams softly, eyes gentle, "She's a peace.".
Love smiles gently, rubbing her own hand on the baby's head, " Great! We haven't found one yet. I think your daughter will be perfect."
Charity's eyes go wide. "I think she'll like melee weapons! Perhaps a giant war hammer? Maybe even a halberd! A rather large one even."
He claps as his eyes sparkle "I'll have one of my adorable workers create a melee weapon that conforms to her and her only. Pray tell she turn out to be ranged, it should work anyways!" He jumps up and twirls, excited about the prospect of giving something away. He dashes out of the room with a phone in his hand.
Love laughs softly at his actions and makes her way around the bed to Faith.
"Get up love, our sky's child awaits a name. You promised you'd name her in place of her father."
Faith pouts and gets up off the floor to look at the small baby.
He inhales quietly as hazy gold eyes lay their attention on him. Intelligence sparkles in them as the baby closes her eyes and falls into a slumber.
"Am I limited to Japan or..."
The mother smiles up at the hesitant man. "Nope. Go wild."
He inhales deeply as he stares at the small form.
Her name will be "Erimonia (I•re•mo•knee•ah). Based after the Greek Goddess of Chaos and Discord and Greek Goddess of Harmony and Concord." He swallows his spit and continues "I believe she will be a Peace that relishes in chaos during times of peace. Not disaster chaos, but Chaos."
The Virtues present smile and look at their newest peaceful troublemaker.
Erimonia.
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'Ugh, I feel like shit.' Erimonia thinks
'What the hell—' flashbacks of drowning and seeing her own dead body arrive in a moment notice and she sits in silence. When she's ready to brace whatever she sees next she calmly opens her eyes.
She closes them again. 'What the fuck'
She opens her and stares blankly. Or just stares, I mean, she can't see anything at all. Like everything is a blur.
She feels for her limbs but can't feel anything. She tries to use her senses to pick up a limb, an arm, but only slaps herself in the face.
Erimonia sits in silence. She curses Amber. 'Bitch sucked death's dick for me to live instead. '
She sniffs, 'Amber. You selfless piece of shit. I hope death was at least hot'
Erimonia calmly lies there in reminisce. Amber was sweet, fun, and loveable. Always laughing and picking up other's spirits. She always would put others first, and Amaya could never find lies or half-truths in her words. Amaya was distant with everyone, holding them close but so, so far away.
Amber was the one who broke down all of her barriers and still cared, even after seeing her demons and monsters. Amaya just had to steal a life away from Amber.
The Virtues seek broken souls that pieced themselves together. Not souls who love everything. A Virtue is dirty, unclean, not innocent in any factor.
'Huh?' Erimonia thought. A blinding light forces her to close her eyes and she opens them to 4 figures, sitting around a fifth, who sits in a chair.
One has slanted pink eyes and long pink hair. She has a heart symbol in both her eyes. White robes drag behind her as she backs away from the throne.
Another has ruffled light blue hair, his light blue eyes easily shadowed by the hand-in-hand symbol resting in both his eyes. He follows the pink head's actions, though he stops earlier.
One repeats their actions but in the opposite direction. This one has green hair and eyes, but his eyes are quickly shadowed by crosses.
The last one standing follows the same motions and with black eyes shining and her short black hair flowing, glances to Erimonia, two swords parrying each other appearing in her eyes.
They now stand apart from each other. Two on one side of the throne and two on the other.
Erimonia turns her attention to the woman in the center, the one on her throne. Three dots with a line above them easily rest in her golden eyes.
Erimonia nods slowly, as her instincts screamed at her to do so.
The one with pink hair laughs, her dainty and soft voice carrying the distance to Erimonia. It was impressive. She was several, give or take, a hundred meters away.
How she could the symbols so clearly was mind-boggling, but she had just died, what's the difference?
Anyways, the pink haired lady seemed to stop giggling and just stood there smiling.
She motions to herself and begins. "My name is Love, one of the Five Virtues."
The green haired man continues "I am Faith, another of the Five Virtues"
The light blue haired man nods and begins his own introduction "My name is Charity" he smiles "One of the Five Virtues, young one"
'Bitch called me wha–'
"Ahem" The black haired woman cuts in. "I am justice, I am sometimes called restraint as well. I am a Virtue."
The golden-haired woman in the middle stands up. "I am peace, leader of the Virtues, descendant."
I stare at her confused. 'What?'
She giggles softly and begins to talk
"Virtues are people who have gone through unimaginable things and still have a steady head on their body. Amber, was of no use to us, as she wouldn't be able to nurture good-will as we do. Her work would be strenuous and she'd likely fall into a depression."
I nod loosely.
"So we choose you. A being that radiants calm and peace."
She smiles and leans forward, despite our distance she seems to have stretched and is now in front of my face. "The body your inhibiting died shortly before birth anyways, so you don't have to worry about any past resident."
She leans back, done with messing with physics, and continues "You, unlike any other peace before you, including me, the original, love chaos."
'Yes, okay? Dirty pleasure.'
"Fufu, you are going to legendary, as you are capable of using the majority of Peace's powers. Even more so Chaos's, which is rare as they are complete opposites of us."
'Wat?'
Justice snorts and grabs her waist. She grins as she answers my unspoken thought. "A chaotic peace is unknown territory, as no one has ever reached that level."
"Consider this, there are different levels of Peace. Wartime-Peace, chaos everywhere but still, people are desperate for normalcy. That is the weakest Peace."
She steps forward and gestures to Peace. "Our Peace, the First, is absolute peace. Addicting stillness and silence came from her rein. You, unlike the weakest, or our peace shall be the strongest. You bring peace so peaceful people instinctively cause chaos. Tamed chaos, but chaos overall."
Justice grins "Oh, my descendants are gonna love you!"
Faith scoffs from his spot next to her. "Shut up."
Love smiles and covers her mouth. "I think all of our descendants will love her."
"The fuck..?" I say aloud.
Charity grins from his spot, eyes sparkling, "What is 'The fuck'"
'I'm outtie'
I lose consciousness and collapse.
"Pwwwoooo— Hahahaha–" Peace collapses in her chair. She turns over to Charity who is grinning like he won the lottery. "Charity-" she whines, still hysterical.
"That was perfect"
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I wake up feeling groggy. I stare up at the blurred ceiling and quietly cry. A person walks into the room and smiles down on me. She isn't a bother, but she has strange eyes and hair.
Am I even on earth anymore? I mean I just met my ancestor and learned I'm destined for greatest or whatever. Bullshit.
Words, faint and distorted enter my mind.
"Thank you, for keeping our Justice alive. Her bonded, or your father died shortly before you were born. If you didn't exist or were going to exist I feel she would've ended her life."
She leans forward and kisses my forehead. "Thank you."
She places a small teddy bear next to me and leaves. Apparently, I've made a bigger impact just by existing. I wallow in the silence for a bit.
God I'm so going to hate being a baby
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