Immortal Souls
A tale of love, friendship, and jacked up combination of the two.
Chapter 1
Astraeus: And welcome to my first ever fanfiction.
Haar: Self insert. Lovely. Are there going to be romantic scenes, where one of the characters steals your oh so precious-
Astraeus: Shut up.
Haar: And I thought you wanted me here. *Yawn* Isn't there something you forgot?
Astraeus: Yeah, I don't own Fire Emblem or its characters, Lady Marmalade or any part of Moulin Rouge. OCs and "I can soar" are mine though.
I can soar
By: Pretendninja
Is he the one I seek,
More than 12 moons behind,
The one with golden hair,
The one haunting my mind?
The fires that burn,
Familiar to me now,
But twisting in a new way,
Will the love be forever sound?
The eyes; dark and mysterious,
Lovely, full of wonder.
I beg and cry to see them,
Before my final slumber.
But he seemed to end like all the others.
No love, no Fate…
Engrossed with sorrow I lock myself away,
Because I was far too late.
The pyre is bright, yet dead.
It seems there was no "could have been."
I had followed the path of least resistance,
Becoming my greatest chagrin.
Rope woven round my neck,
One step more and I fall.
Tears streaming down my face
I take one last look, and I am entraled.
The flames had diminished,
But were replaced with a voice, a song,
Whispering, so softly.
Showing me the way taken was wrong.
Taking the noose from my throat,
I find I am a prisoner no more.
I can live for your love.
Now, and forever, I can soar.
"Astraeus, they're acting like whores!" Friday said loudly, paying no mind that there were other people in the room. I exited out of the video of Christina Aguilera singing and putting on makeup. "Well I like it…" I turned off the computer.
Yes, my name is Astraeus. I think my parents were high when they name me. I stand a freakish 5'11", my waist is 28 inches around, and I hardly eat. My entire family's like that. I might be a bean pole, but surrounded by a country struggling with obesity, I find I really don't mind.
"Well, you seem to have ruined my whole day. I really like Lady Marmalade." I said sarcastically as I turned to face her, running my fingers through my abnormally soft, brown hair.
"I didn't ruin it!" She started fake crying. "You're such a Meany!" She started whining and stomping her feet like a five year old.
Friday Black stands at a pleasant 5'4". She has long, wavy brown hair that she promises was pin straight at one point. Her eyes are hazel and she has pale freckly skin. She was at my house today, because summer was ending, and we'd have to go to our separate high schools once again. (She got into one of the best schools in the country. I have to go to a public school. Don't you just love how life works like that?)
She can be rather obsessive at times, she gets all caught up in one song, one movie, one anime… The list goes on, but I still love her anyway. (Not like romantic love, best friend love.) Right now I started listening to songs in Moulin Rouge. Nature boy was pretty cool. Sparkling Diamonds made me laugh.
Yet somehow, I like Lady Marmalade the best. It's not that I like seeing women prance around barely dressed and singing "Want to sleep with me?" in French, if that's what you're thinking. It's probably what would attract a fifteen year old guy like me, but it's just, like different. Prideful. Sexy. I thought on this for a minute before my friend broke my vigil. "Let's go outside." She signaled to me to follow. She set off running with no exact destination.
I guess I should explain where we are. I live in a little town by the beach in Florida. It has neighbor's plantation a few ranch$es, most notably my neighbor's.
I set off running after her, yelling; "Head starts are no fair!" She sprinted down my neighbor's land, stopping about 30 feet from the property line. I panted and hunched over. "Astraeus, look." She said.
I lifted my head. There in front of us, was a cow grazing next to a coconut palm. "What?" I asked.
"Welcome to Florida. The only place where you can see a cow next to a palm tree." With that, she took off running again. I groaned. She has too much stamina for her own good… I sighed, then started after her again.
This time, she was on the pier. I shelled out $5.00 to get on. I found her at the very end, about a quarter mile out. She turned to me and said sarcastically, "Well, you got here quick."
"Whatever. We all can't run 5 miles in 90 degree weather without stopping." She shrugged. "I can." We looked out on to the ocean for a few minutes in peaceful silence.
"Yeah…" I felt an eastern wind begin to rise. "Ah…" I closed my eyes stretched my arms out, as if embracing the wind. "Friday, this feels amazing."
"Are you experiencing an orgy?" She asked nonchalantly.
Instead of responding indignantly, I just leaned forward further pressing against the wind. But then I lost balance, and fell right over the rail. I plummeted head first toward my death. I heard Friday scream, but instead of feeling scared, or even the least bit worried, all I felt was a gentle sorrow. My vision darkened, and I felt death would soon come.
Astraeus: Well, that's it. If you like it, or have anything to say, review.
Haar: Is there something you forgot? *Yawn* Or can I go to sleep?
Astraeus: Oh yeah, if you want to see what any of the OCs look like, then just check my profile… Now You can go sleep.
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