Two Sides of One Coin
Summary: The In-Between…a realm of lost and wandering souls. There is a creator…universe…before she was the universe…she was Origo. From her void was born from fires, Creo...and Pestis. Origo gave her powers as gifts to the twins, creation and destruction. A Seer's sudden appearance throws their balance off and both find themselves within the depths of the In-Between. Every five hundred years, twins are born from the fires of Origo, and blessed with creation and destruction. What one creates, the other destroys. However, when one crosses the threshold of balance, can that balance be restored? And is it possible that the Seer who brought the destruction of the first children of Origo has appeared once more? Is this Seer the reason for all the other children of Origo dying?
Anime: InuYasha/Naruto
Couple(s): Kagome/Neji and Kikyou/Orochimaru
Genre: Romance/Angst
Rated: M
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Origo – The Beginning
Part Two
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After the ceremony things were not as they were before. It was the gift box. Everywhere Pestis went she carried it with her. She began to spend more time by herself. She often left the garden and did not return for many days. Pestis and her white gift box. And whenever she did return and Creo asked her where she went, she simply smiled and busied herself withering flowers or causing stars to fall.
Creo could not create as much because Pestis did not destroy as much and even when she did her heart did not feel it. Even when Pestis' was in the garden, her mind was not. Creo visited Origo's shrine, bearing gifts, begging her to reason with Pestis but her mother's wistful voice simply said "This shall be the order of things. It cannot be stopped. Fate has made this so." She thought about her mother's words.
Fate. Creo remembered her own gift box. What was it that Parcae, had dealt her? She created new land away from their garden resting place and planted the seed there. The moment she did the ground began to shake. She stood back. Black vines wound their way up through the earth and towards the sky. The vines wrapped themselves many times to form a trunk. The tree seemed to grow and grow. Its thorny branches disappeared into the clouds and hid what little light there was.
Creo looked up at the tree: "What good things can come from this?" She thought. She saw something caught in branches higher up. It was the ribbon Pestis wore in her hair. "How could this be...is this an omen?" She tried to fly but found her powers had left her. This is not the work of Good. She climbed the tree. The thorns scraped her skin as she went. She thought she heard Pestis laughing at her and singing a song she did not know. She reached for the ribbon. It suddenly untied itself and danced around her head. She could not catch it. The ribbon floated away in the wind.
The tree began to shake and Creo with it. Vines crept up the trunk and wrapped itself around Creo's leg. It tried to pull her down. Creo tried to shake her leg free but she could not keep her balance. The vines hoping she would fall to her death, let go. Creo found herself falling but before she reached the ground, she awoke suddenly. She found herself in their garden-resting place. A dream? She looked down at her hand. Small red scratches covered it.
Creo kept what had happened to herself. She carried a great sadness within her. Now, when she looked at her sister, something dark, and something not of this realm could be seen. She was without her ribbon. Little red scratches now covered Pestis' hands and the whites of her eyes were always dark. Now when she returned from her trips away Pestis could be heard singing to herself in words Creo did not know. It was the same song.
Sgniht fo redro eht eb llahs os dna.
Dna os llahs eb eht redro fo sgniht
Sgniht fo redro eht eb llahs os dna.
Dna os llahs eb eht redro fo sgniht
Sgniht fo redro eht eb llahs os dna.
Dna os llahs eb eht redro fo sgniht
Sgniht fo redro eht eb llahs os dna.
Dna os llahs eb eht redro fo sgniht
Sgniht fo redro eht eb llahs os dna.
Dna os llahs eb eht redro fo sgniht
Sgniht fo redro eht eb llahs os dna.
Dna os llahs eb eht redro fo sgniht
Sgniht fo redro eht eb llahs os dna.
Dna os llahs eb eht redro fo sgniht
When she asked her where she learnt the song, Pestis simply told her she had made it up. Creo tried hard to understand but could not. She was Creo of the light. Darkness was not her way. Her mother had made this so.
One day Creo waited for her sister and caught her by surprise. She did not want to alarm her or scare her away- she loved her so, but she could not help it and said; "Where have you been? Why are you forgetting your duties? You are upsetting the balance. This will anger mother." All Pestis could do was look down at the little white box and stroke it. The scratches on her hand were bleeding. Creo felt the pain in her own hand then said: "See how the things I have created are many. Look how tall the grass grows. Soon we will be without room! You have not brought night for many days now. This is not the order of things..." she looked away. "Why is it you do not play in the garden as much? Do you tire of me?"
Pestis laughed. Flames and ask filled the air. "Of course not! I have other matters to attend to. You worry too much- I will bring night as you wish. Now come let us play...what strange creatures have you for me today?"
Creo smiled. She pretended to be happy but still sensed her twin was hiding something.
As Pestis promised she brought night. Night to the other kingdoms, night to the garden-resting place. The twins were sleeping side by side under a great oak tree in the furthermost part of the garden. Creo awoke in the middle of the night. She looked over to where Pestis slept but she was nowhere to be seen. Creo looked down at her hands. The little scratches bled by themselves. She sensed that her sister was near and went to look for her. She looked all over the moonlit garden but could not find Pestis anywhere. Then she heard the song Pestis always sang being carried along by the breeze.
Sgniht fo redro eht eb llahs os dna.
Dna os llahs eb eht redro fo sgniht
Sgniht fo redro eht eb llahs os dna.
Dna os llahs eb eht redro fo sgniht
She followed her voice but still she could not see her. She was now amongst a part of the garden she did not know, where the trees were thick and the moonlight could not reach. She had found it. The little white box. It sat beneath a cypress tree. Black thorny vines wrapped themselves around it. But cypress trees did not grow here. They were forbidden. The cypress was the tree of the dead...And the vines...Parcae had been here.
Creo began to move closer when; the box opened its little lid. She hid behind a tree and watched. An arm, not unlike her own, slithered up and out of the box. Hair as black as her own followed. Creo fell to her knees. This could not be...
Pestis stepped out of the box. She was laughing and singing her song.
Sgniht fo redro eht eb llahs os dna.
Dna os llahs eb eht redro fo sgniht
Sgniht fo redro eht eb llahs os dna.
Dna os llahs eb eht redro fo sgniht
She picked up the box and spoke dark words into it. Creo ran to her sister and shook her hard. "What evil is this? Speak to me! Where do you go? Tell me...tell me; what is in the box! The Seer: This is her doing!" Creo was crying and pleading with her sister. But she just looked at her as if she were mad. Her hands were now covered in blood. Creo's own hand began to bleed. "What is this? Why does this keep happening?"
"Creo of the Light," Pestis said calmly "...do not cry for me...There are many thorns where I go...this is the way...the Seer is not evil...she sees all fates...my own is not here with you."
"Do not say these words!" Creo begged. She did not want to believe her.
"But these words are truth, I have other duties now. The Seer gave me the greatest gift..."
Creo could not hide it any longer, "The Seer is evil! The seed she gave, spawned a tree that tried to end my life! She wants you to herself! She wants to upset the balance! There was nothing inside the box. I saw it for myself Pestis, you are mad..."
"No, you did not see, you cannot see. The box is a black hole. A doorway. It takes me to places that you cannot go to. Darkness is not your way so you cannot understand. I travel to worlds you cannot create and serve my masters there. I cannot be free here. Mother herself, did not try to stop me...she knows you cannot change what ha already been written. Come, sister let me whisper to you and then you may know of my secrets."
Pestis threw her head back and laughed madly.
Howls and screams of the dead came from the box, "You see, they are calling me..."
Creo cried and cried. "I will create more worlds for you to destroy, so many it will take an age for you to undo my work. We cannot upset the balance. We must tend to the order of things...I need you and you need me! This is the way...i will come with you!"
Pestis held her sister's throat. Creo began to choke. Three voices now came from her body. "Do not poison the air with your words. Go back to the light- it is what you know."
She let go. Creo coughed violently. Her own eyes grew dark. She stood up straight and held her sister close. Pestis tried to break free. "You will not leave me again and the Seer will not have you!" She placed her fingertips on Pestis neck and pushed until her fingers disappeared inside her skin. Pestis screamed. Her body glowed red. Creo had fed her sister the secrets of creation. Origo called to her children. She knew something was wrong...
Creo watched her sister fall. She felt herself changing...light becoming dark. The balance could not be set right without Pestis. She could not exist without Pestis. It is not the way. Her mother's spirit was near. She could not hear of this. Creo wept, then said to herself, "I too must know the secrets of the dark." She crushed the little white box with her foot then took Pestis' hand and dug two bleeding fingers into her own neck. Origo's voice could be heard weeping as Creo stood over her sister's body. "I am sorry mother...this is the ord…er..." Creo fell to the ground.
There is a special place for you both
You could not keep the balance
Your mother's spirit is forever bound to the earth you created, Creo
Her voice will forever remain trapped within the hell you awakened, Pestis
She can not hear you
She can not help you
Until you have been born again
You will not hear her
Pestis, because of the life you led and the lives you took
You cannot be trusted
Creo, You took the life of your sister
You may love her but her life was not yours to take
Bound by blood
Blood that will protect you
And ultimately
Imprison you
"Come...Creo...Pestis...there is work to be done...the In-Between awaits..."
And so shall be the order of things.
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Me: Hope you all enjoyed part two. Now, the story really begins! Please leave me some feedback and reviews! I'll update when I see some. But if no one is going to bother to review, I just wont both to write.
