The Coming of Age
Chapter Two
By: Aisu no Tenshi
[ AU sorta ]
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Disclaimer: Might disclaimer time. I do not own Kaos, but I do own Recen, Aseria, Cara, Coran, and Samor. kk? good. Story time.
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"So, Kaos,...your leaving today?" Recen inquired as they walked toward the temple.
"Yes."Kaos answered shortly. Recen looked at him, tossing a lock of his long dark hair that had escaped his ponytail back out of his face.
"What's bothering you?"He asked. Kaos looked up at him, quizzically at first, then he smiled.
"Nothing Recen. I'm just preparing mentally."Kaos replied, glancing.
"Oh, okay." Recen said. A moment later he smirked and asked, "For your journey or for Samor?"
Kaos laughed.
"Both." He answered. Recen nodded and they continued walking in silence.
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Deep within another realm, Talpa sat on his huge thrown and watched the young-to-become-ancient. 'Hmm....yet another annoying ancient. I will destroy them all some day.' He thought as his eyes went blood red with anger. 'Yes,....that day is not far.'
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"Well," Recen said upon arriving at the temple, "this is the temple... I don't know exactly where Samor is right now, but follow the path down and you might find him around there." Kaos nodded and looked at the temple for a moment. It was fairly old and rectangular in shape. The side farthest from Kaos was open, he knew from his earlier studies of olden architecture that it was supported by four huge stone pilliars, which were traditionally wrapped with ivys and other types of vines. Kaos smirked, remembering Samor's strict orders never to be caught on this side of the temple. Now he was beginning to understand why. The admirable temples had to stand to the image of strong, reliabe, buildings they were meant to be. They didn't seem so reliable from this view, though; the outer gray wall facing him was beginning to erode and crumble, . 'Why would someone choose to even train here?' Kaos wondered as he stepped into the doorway. He was greeted by complete darkness. The young warrior's mouth formed a grim line and he continued through. Almost immediately, the stone door slammed shut behind him, leaving Kaos in the pitch black corridor.
"Samor?" Kaos wondered aloud. There was a faint rustling from very far down the corridor. Kaos reached out and touched the wall. From there, he began walking, running his hand down the wall as he went. About three feet down the corridor, Kaos noticed that the air was getting colder. 'Hmm......maybe there is a slight decline in elevation,' Kaos pondered. Yet, he kept walking.
He had took two steps when the wall just ended. Kaos looked around, although he could see nothing in the darkness. Grumbling lowly to himself, Kaos created a small energy ball that lit the area around him.
Upon inspection of his surroundings, Kaos found that with another step down the corridor opened into a plain spherical room. The floor was flooded with ankle-deep murky green water that had drained into the room to Kaos' dismay. The young warrior scanned the room once more, frowning as he did. There was no sign of his elder, or even better, not even a sign of an exit.
Kaos sighed and took a step down into the thick water -- if one would call it such. 'Maybe there's some trick or something here,' he mused to himself. He let the energy ball he was holding float up to the top of the room; it obidently stayed there. Taking another step, Kaos began to doubt the motives behind his mission. Was he doing this for power? Pride? Or was it truly what he wanted? He could remember was idolizing the Ancients ever since he was a little boy. What was it about being one of them was he yearning for? His thoughts traveled to his future as he continued foreward, becoming very aware that he was nearing the center of the room. What was he supposed to do if he did become an Ancient One? He already hated the regulations of a young Ancient; two that stuck him the most as just completely wrong was to be confined within the city for your first decade and the ideal that an Ancient couldn't love. He shuddered mentally at that thought. It was too late, Kaos already loved Aseria. Was there truly a way the elder Ancients - with all of their rules - could tear him from her? He shook his head in despair.
As he took another step, a huge tremor shot through the temple, throwing Kaos forward. It was followed by what had to have been the sound of stone crumbling and buildings falling. Before Kaos' mind could register anymore, the ground beneath him groaned and in following the rest of the floor's example, began to fall.
* * * *
[ an unknown period of time later.... ]
With a half-surpressed groan, Kaos rolled over. What met his eyes was a pair of dark, haunting eyes. Kaos blinked, unable to focus completely on them. At that moment, a faint melody floated to his ears. His body began to relax and his eyelids became heavier.
'Huh? No, I can't go to sleep now....' Kaos moaned as his vision blurred and a wave of fatigue began it's onslaught on him. 'What about ... them? How are they..? ...Recen, Coran, ...Cara... and Aseria... I must... find.... them......' And with that thought, the young warrior fell into a deep sleep.
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Author's Note: Yeah, I know, long chap, ne? Sorry if it's too long, I'm trying to fit more into one chapter. ^_^;
Chapter Two
By: Aisu no Tenshi
[ AU sorta ]
~//~
Disclaimer: Might disclaimer time. I do not own Kaos, but I do own Recen, Aseria, Cara, Coran, and Samor. kk? good. Story time.
~//~
"So, Kaos,...your leaving today?" Recen inquired as they walked toward the temple.
"Yes."Kaos answered shortly. Recen looked at him, tossing a lock of his long dark hair that had escaped his ponytail back out of his face.
"What's bothering you?"He asked. Kaos looked up at him, quizzically at first, then he smiled.
"Nothing Recen. I'm just preparing mentally."Kaos replied, glancing.
"Oh, okay." Recen said. A moment later he smirked and asked, "For your journey or for Samor?"
Kaos laughed.
"Both." He answered. Recen nodded and they continued walking in silence.
* * * *
Deep within another realm, Talpa sat on his huge thrown and watched the young-to-become-ancient. 'Hmm....yet another annoying ancient. I will destroy them all some day.' He thought as his eyes went blood red with anger. 'Yes,....that day is not far.'
* * * *
"Well," Recen said upon arriving at the temple, "this is the temple... I don't know exactly where Samor is right now, but follow the path down and you might find him around there." Kaos nodded and looked at the temple for a moment. It was fairly old and rectangular in shape. The side farthest from Kaos was open, he knew from his earlier studies of olden architecture that it was supported by four huge stone pilliars, which were traditionally wrapped with ivys and other types of vines. Kaos smirked, remembering Samor's strict orders never to be caught on this side of the temple. Now he was beginning to understand why. The admirable temples had to stand to the image of strong, reliabe, buildings they were meant to be. They didn't seem so reliable from this view, though; the outer gray wall facing him was beginning to erode and crumble, . 'Why would someone choose to even train here?' Kaos wondered as he stepped into the doorway. He was greeted by complete darkness. The young warrior's mouth formed a grim line and he continued through. Almost immediately, the stone door slammed shut behind him, leaving Kaos in the pitch black corridor.
"Samor?" Kaos wondered aloud. There was a faint rustling from very far down the corridor. Kaos reached out and touched the wall. From there, he began walking, running his hand down the wall as he went. About three feet down the corridor, Kaos noticed that the air was getting colder. 'Hmm......maybe there is a slight decline in elevation,' Kaos pondered. Yet, he kept walking.
He had took two steps when the wall just ended. Kaos looked around, although he could see nothing in the darkness. Grumbling lowly to himself, Kaos created a small energy ball that lit the area around him.
Upon inspection of his surroundings, Kaos found that with another step down the corridor opened into a plain spherical room. The floor was flooded with ankle-deep murky green water that had drained into the room to Kaos' dismay. The young warrior scanned the room once more, frowning as he did. There was no sign of his elder, or even better, not even a sign of an exit.
Kaos sighed and took a step down into the thick water -- if one would call it such. 'Maybe there's some trick or something here,' he mused to himself. He let the energy ball he was holding float up to the top of the room; it obidently stayed there. Taking another step, Kaos began to doubt the motives behind his mission. Was he doing this for power? Pride? Or was it truly what he wanted? He could remember was idolizing the Ancients ever since he was a little boy. What was it about being one of them was he yearning for? His thoughts traveled to his future as he continued foreward, becoming very aware that he was nearing the center of the room. What was he supposed to do if he did become an Ancient One? He already hated the regulations of a young Ancient; two that stuck him the most as just completely wrong was to be confined within the city for your first decade and the ideal that an Ancient couldn't love. He shuddered mentally at that thought. It was too late, Kaos already loved Aseria. Was there truly a way the elder Ancients - with all of their rules - could tear him from her? He shook his head in despair.
As he took another step, a huge tremor shot through the temple, throwing Kaos forward. It was followed by what had to have been the sound of stone crumbling and buildings falling. Before Kaos' mind could register anymore, the ground beneath him groaned and in following the rest of the floor's example, began to fall.
* * * *
[ an unknown period of time later.... ]
With a half-surpressed groan, Kaos rolled over. What met his eyes was a pair of dark, haunting eyes. Kaos blinked, unable to focus completely on them. At that moment, a faint melody floated to his ears. His body began to relax and his eyelids became heavier.
'Huh? No, I can't go to sleep now....' Kaos moaned as his vision blurred and a wave of fatigue began it's onslaught on him. 'What about ... them? How are they..? ...Recen, Coran, ...Cara... and Aseria... I must... find.... them......' And with that thought, the young warrior fell into a deep sleep.
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Author's Note: Yeah, I know, long chap, ne? Sorry if it's too long, I'm trying to fit more into one chapter. ^_^;
