Chichirifan (a.k.a. CF): Alright! Now we're getting somewhere! I can't believe I managed to make it to the 2nd chappy! I'm so happy! Maybe there's hope for this story yet! Anyway, I got some good news for you guys...unless you already heard of it, then call it old news. In case you guys ever get fed up with me, I highly recommend you check out this site called "Land of Randomness" or LoR for short. If you don't know how to get there, just go to my page to find out how to get there! It's really awesome, it's similar to fanfiction but it was made by my best friends, who are the most awesomest people in the world, PhantomFaustfan (who can be found on here) and Mac (who can be found on deviantart but she is known as LindaCarson on there)! It has stories, videos, pics and a mouthful of comedy! So please, I really hope you would check it out and like it! And if you can, please give them a review so they know what you guys think of it! Remember to check out other stuff on the site too! Thanks a bunch! I wuv you guys! *hugs* Okay, back to where we were, I do not own anything of FY except for Terrabi and Ayano (for those who read the old story, they should know who I'm talking about). So yeah, on with the story! And sorry for the very, very late update! ^_^'

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-Chapter 2: All Aboard!-

The next thing that Terrabi saw when she opened her eyes were many different shades of red as far as the naked eye can see. She quickly rubbed her eye sockets then blinked again, obviously not believing her own eyes. It was... hard to find the words to describe such a place. Too many colors and thoughts crowded inside her mind, quickly becoming too much for her as panic began to seep in.

'Wha-what's going on here? Where am I?! How did I get here?!'

"Calm yourself, child of mine. No harm shall come to you."

Jumping, the mute nearly snapped her neck when she spun around to see the man from earlier. Her eyes widen at the sight of enormous, lovely red wings that she didn't notice on the man until now. But she must it admit, it looked quite lovely on him. Shocked at her own thoughts, she violently shook her head for a moment before glaring, wondering why he was here too. She marched right up to him and pointed an accusing finger in his direction, forcing the man to lean back a bit when she nearly jabbed him in the nose. 'What is going on? What did you do to the library? Why am I here?! No, a better question is, WHO ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU HERE?!' She mouthed her angry demands, only to realize how stupid it was since she clearly can't speak.

But the handsome man didn't seem to be bothered by this.

Instead, he spoke, "I am known as Suzaku, the God of Fire. I have brought you here because you are needed among my people."

She blinked once. Then twice.

How in the name of Holy Ramen did he know what she was thinking?

Is he psychic?!

"I am a God and you are a child born from me so yes, I can read your thoughts." She nearly jumped out of her skin when he spoke in that clear, beautifully majestic voice of his.

But Terrabi quickly recovered, disguising her fright with a disbelieving look on her young face. 'What do you take me for? An idiot? For one thing, do you have any proof you're really a God?' She asked through her thoughts.

The man blinked. He should have expected this.

"And what sort of proof do you want me to display to prove myself?" Suzaku asked.

Terrabi tapped her chin in deep thought, eyes wondering as she tried to think up of something no ordinary man can do. But as she did so, she didn't realize that the winged man sighed then, with a simple wave of his hand, she started floating up... and up... and up... and up. Despite being a serious being, he couldn't help, but smile a teeny bit in mild amusement at her obliviousness, watching for any signs that she might notice what was going on. It surprised him when she didn't bat an eyelash when she was turned upside down.

At least until she started getting dizzy.

'UWAAAAAAAH! Wh-wh-what's happening!?' The girl shrieked, flailing her arms and legs about wildly as if it would help.

"Calm yourself. You will not fall. I have simply turned off the gravity levels that which keep us firmly to the ground."

She stared, eyes wide and completely floored as he sat in front of her like he was in a chair, wings still tucked in and arms crossed with a closed-eyed smile.

Mouth moving like a gasping fish, Terrabi tried to form words, once again forgetting she cannot speak until her brain caught up with her. 'Th-this doesn't prove anything! I can't tell where the floor or walls or even the ceiling is! So how would I know what's going on?!' She tried to speak with such confidence without squeaking, though it was a lost cause.

He simply raised a brow. "You should know where you are because you don't feel the floor beneath your feet, do you not? You would not be flailing about if you had been on the ground."

'Yes! No! I don't know! This place is weird! YOU'RE weird! Now give me real proof!'

"Did I not just offer you proof?" He inquired calmly.

'... Er, well... um... h-how would I know it's not all just a dream? You probably can read my thoughts because in a dream, you can do anything!' Terrabi exclaimed triumphantly with a "ha ha, beat that!" expression.

Though it would've been more effective if it weren't for her current position and tussled appearance.

Suzaku, on the other hand, was rather stunned to see how this child absolutely refused to believe his words, despite the obvious truth before her. He could understand her resisting to believe for all mortals have a hard time dealing with something they thought was not real. Anyone in her place would probably try to reason with it. But they would eventually understand, especially when it involves a God. Was she really that ignorant or was she simply in denial?

He sighed.

It didn't matter. There wasn't much time left.

The God's features changed, taking on a much more serious look. "Whether you believe this is real or all, but a dream, it does not matter. You are to go and find-"

'Whoawhoawhoawhoawhoa, whoa, WHOA! Wait a sec! Where do you get off on ordering me around?!' Terrabi interrupted, hands on her hips defiantly.

He blinked, once again taken back by her rudeness and disrespect.

Was this really his "child"?

The fifteen-year-old continued to glare at him as if daring him to try to give her an order again, now right side up once again. The God thought for a moment, puzzled over this unexpected predicament. This child in front of him is most definitely his child, but she seemed to be missing an important aspect that is most vital.

Love.

But as he pondered the situation, a theory came to him. If he thought about it, it isn't unusual for the children who represent the Gods to have their power sealed, at least until they have been found. From what he remembers, they were supposed to come free the moment they become the Forgotten Stars, but it is essential that they also have at least one strong aspect before then.

Like, for example, intelligence, wisdom, kindness, etc. Something that strongly represents their God and gives them a right to be their child.

It would be a big problem if a child of the Gods couldn't undo the binds on them, especially with their quests and responsibilities ahead, if they don't possess that. This, unfortunately, is exactly where they are at.

So maybe, just maybe, her power would unlock once she begins to understand the meaning of love.

That's it! All she has to do is care for someone other than herself!

Maybe this won't take too long after all.

'And what do you mean "born from you"? That doesn't even make any sense! You're a dude!'She exclaimed.

A blank look came on Suzaku's face, staring hard at the child before him, who returned the stare back, impatiently waiting for an explanation.

... Then again, this might take a while.

Suppressing a sigh he so badly wanted to make, the red God's features hardened once again. He was definitely not in the mood to deal with this, especially with his own child of all beings. "I do not have time for your arrogance. In fact, there is hardly any time for me to explain all the details of your upcoming quest with your stubborn disbelief!" He snapped. Only to soften when he saw her flinch, though she clearly tried not to show it. Even though she annoyed him greatly with all her stalling, he couldn't find it in himself to stay angry with her.

It just wasn't him.

Before Terrabi knew it, she was met face-to-face with a solid chest in a tight embrace, his large magnificent wings practically shielding them from view. The mute didn't know what to do, her brain had shut down the moment the man's arms enveloped her. She could feel her body growing limp against his own warm body, unable to keep herself upright anymore. Her eyelids fluttered almost sleepily as if in a spell, unconsciously digging her face further in his warmth and unable to resist the familiar feeling of comfort and safety she felt in his powerful arms. It was as if she knew he would protect her from everything evil with all the gentleness and love he possessed. But inwardly, she was quite shocked at her actions.

Why wasn't she trying to beat this man senseless for this? What was wrong with her? She shouldn't even be near him, much less falling asleep on him!

But... then again, this is nothing, but a dream, right?

It wasn't a crime to dream something like this. Nothing wrong at all. No one had to know.

No one...

They stayed like that for a few minutes before Suzaku pulled away enough to look down, smiling as he watched the fifteen-year-old struggle not to fall asleep. At this rate, he couldn't explain anything at all for she needed to be heading out very soon. At the very least, he could tell her who she should seek out to find her answers. Leaning in close until his mouth was next to her ear, he whispered.

"Find the Oracle. Find her and she will explain everything you need to know of your quest."

'H-huh? The... Or... a... cle...?'

"Yes. The Oracle. Once you have awakened, you must search for the Mountain of Daichi-san. That is where she resides."

Her eyes were closing as she fought to stay awake. She wanted to ask him who this "Oracle" person was and why she should find her. "This was only a dream, it's not real," is what she wanted to say. But despite her efforts, she couldn't fight off the sleepy feelings, vaguely realizing that the winged man had carefully gathered her up in his arms for her body was becoming too limp to hold properly. Just before she lost all consciousness, she felt something soft and warm brush against her forehead as she finally relented to the darkness.

The God pulled away, his expression unreadable as he could only stare on as the girl in his arms soon fell into a deep sleep.

And then, with a sad smile, he watched as her body slowly vanish into nothing.

"May your journey be safe... Suzuki..."


Black. All she could see was black. Why was everything black? And what was that cool feeling softly hitting her body? It felt wet, very wet. She remembered seeing red and then... nothing. Wait, what happened? What's going on? Oh, wait, now she remembers. She was in the library, yeah. Then things started getting a little weird. First, the light appeared in the library that scared the wits out of her. Then the mysterious voice from the book. Then the strange feelings and then-

The book. That's right!

That really-should-be-illegally beautiful man appeared in the book before the red light showed up. Then he did something and somehow or another, she ended up... somewhere that guy was... wherever that is.

And then he... wait a minute, where is she?

Her eyes fluttered open, trying to blink away the blurs obscuring her vision as she pushed herself up into a somewhat sitting/leaning position with a groan, using her injured limb to block the wet beating down on her face, but the droplets of water kept on falling on her entire being, despite the rather pathetic "shield". She froze. 'Wait, water?!'

The moment she tore her arm down, she was... well, speechless. (no pun intended)

Ignoring the cold, harsh pounding of the rain, the mute looked around to see... well, to be honest; she really couldn't see anything other than trees, trees, and even more trees. Wherever she turned, that's all there was. Just plain and simple trees.

No library. No people. No vending machines. No cars.

Nothing.

Anxious fear slowly began to settle in her chest as she clumsily stumbled to her feet, taking in her surroundings as well.

'Okay... I have absolutely no clue where I am, but I do know one thing. I am DEFINITELY hallucinating.'

Her eyes darted everywhere, trying to find something, anything to either physically or mentally ease her distress. Proof that she was really in the library and not out in some unknown forest, in the rain and completely alone.

Unfortunately, there was none.

For several long minutes, Terrabi just stood there with her arms crossed in an attempt to keep warm before taking tiny steps forward, not wanting to stay in one place in case some kind of wild animal came by. She liked living and didn't plan on being on the menu anytime soon. The mute walked onward, hoping that she would eventually come across a road, people, or, even better, a city. If she could find any of the three, it would be great, but...

She can't speak.

Oh, for the first time in her life of silence, she wished she had a voice to use.

It would have been somuch easier on her than communicating through hands, paper, and computers, especially on her money. Hardly anyone understood sign language, excluding her friend. It's kind of hard to use them when you're stuck in the middle of a forest, anyway. Her nose wrinkled for a moment or two before giving out a sneeze.

Well, looks like before she could find help, she better find some kind of shelter before she caught a cold.

The poor girl wandered about the forest for what seemed like ages, almost losing her composure until her ears caught the faint sound of horses. Curious, she followed the direction the noise came from a few yards before finally stumbling out of the forest. Before her, the first thing that greeted her sight was a small horse stable. Luckily, the skies decided to stop the downpour, but unfortunately, the rain made the stable reek of musk and... feces.

'Ugh! Geez! I always thought horses smelt of grass! There goes that!' Terrabi held her nose as she carefully moved forward, not wanting to disturb the animals.

The last thing she wanted was a hoof print to her derriere.

So far, there were only two brown horses she could see, one eating a handful of hay and the other standing in front of the fence of the stall they were in. The animal nearest to her tossed its head and snorted before noticing the human girl creeping closer to it. The horse then started to snort and neigh restlessly before standing up on its back legs for a few moments and land back on all hoofs, striking nervousness in the girl who took a step back.

'Whoa, whoa, Nelly! Calm down! I'm not going to hurt you!' Terrabi tried to calm the animal, but to no vial.

"What's going on out here?!"

Jumping, Terrabi turned her head to see a fairly old man run out of a stone-looking building with what looked like some kind of hand-held farm tool in his hand. A sickle. A sense of dread overcame her, unconsciously taking a step back when the man turned his sights on her. At first, he looked rather stunned, shocked even at her sudden visit, but his expression changed to one of hostility.

Curling his free hand in a fist, he raised it threateningly and took a step forward as if he was preparing for a fight.

'Oh crud! A weapon! I never faced someone with a real weapon before! And why a sickle? Of all things, I expect either a knife or a gun, but a sickle?! Where the hell did he get that, anyway?! This guy's weird!' Terrabi's eyes shifted back on the tool again and gulped.

'And dangerous!'

"What are you doing here? Trying to steal one of my horses, huh?!" He angrily demanded.

'Nonononononono! I'm not! I'm not trying to steal your horses! Honest!' She mouthed her unspoken words, desperately hoping he would understand as she waved her arms frantically in the air.

Which only served to alarm and confuse the man even more.

It was then that he took notice of her attire. Though it was soaked, it was very odd and foreign, nothing like the clothes he and the rest of the townsfolk wear. Heck, he had never seen such clothing like that made here before either! She wore slightly snug pants and a sleeveless shirt, both completely black except for some strange red characters he couldn't decipher across her breast. And her hair was the strangest thing among all the strange things about her. Though he could see the bangs framing her face were white, the rest was a dark brown, black even!

What kind of foreigner did he run into?

The man blinked when she suddenly pulled her arms back to her chest with a pained expression. It was then that his eyes landed on the bandages wrapped around one of her arms, which appeared to have loosened quite a bit from the rain and her flailing. She was injured? Well, if she's a foreigner, it was no surprise as most people tend to get injured in their long travels. Perhaps before her arrival, she might have met with some trouble.

With a heavy sigh, he lowered his weapon. He was not the kind of man to fight an injured girl.

"Do you need help?"

Snapping her eyes open, Terrabi looked up in time to see the man turn to walk back to the house he had emerged from and disappeared inside. For a few seconds, she stood there, almost frozen, her brain not quite catching up to the sudden turn of events.

The man's head poked out from the door. "Hey! Are you coming or not?"

Jumping, the surprised child quickly hurried after him, eagered to leave the cold. And eagered to have some sense of reality.