We're back to Izar's POV. This chapter starts off with a flashback. I'm telling you this in case you get confused about what's going on. Once out of the flashback we go into the present which is taking place when Chad was again jumped by those guys, but only that time they had tied him up and took his coin. Yeah. Here's Chapter three. Enjoy!
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Chapter Three: Star Marked Left Eye
"Cellie? Cellie? Wake up lazy girl." She heard the voice say, cutting through her sleepy fog.
She opened her eyes to see a blurry face hovering over hers. She rubbed her eyes for a minute to get the morning gunk out so her vision wasn't so blurry when she opened them again. Staring down at her was the face of a handsome boy who was older than her by two years. His wild hair spiked up all over his head making him look like a cute golden porcupine. His sky blue eyes stared at her with nothing but love and adoration.
"Get up Cellie. It's a new day of chores, chores, and more chores. So up and at 'em, Scrappy." He said brightly.
At the mention of her nickname that the guys had given her she felt a smile cross her lips. Cellie sat up quickly in her bed. This caused her to clunk with one of her best friends.
"Ow!" they both cried out but giggled rubbing the spot where their heads collided.
"Solar Wing that really hurt." Cellie laughed.
"Are you kidding me? You have a rock for a skull." He teased her.
"Up yours." Cellie giggled, playfully punching him in the arm.
"Get ready for breakfast." Solar Wing told her ruffling her hair.
Cellie got out of the bed and went to get herself ready. When she came downstairs she was fully dressed, her long hair still wet from her morning washing. In the kitchen she smiled as she saw the two most important people in her entire life sitting at the table. Both were young men who were a tad older than her. Solar Wing was her fiery blonde friend who was tall and slender built who had the mark of the sun on his left eye, like her eye born the star. Just like her mark his was a thick black outline around his eye in the shape of the sun with tiny suns connected by thinner black lacing lines. Her other friend was Lunar Wing, the more quiet and calmer one out of the trio. Where Solar Wing was fiery with a temper to match and Celestial Wing, or Cellie as the guys prefer to call her, was as vibrant and bright as the next person with a scrappy nature, Lunar Wing was more cool and collected, very rarely did he openly show emotions outside of a minor scowl for anger or a small smile to show happiness.
Lunar Wing was the oldest and the tallest out of the trio. In contrast to Solar Wing's fiery streaked blonde hair, and Cellie's long mane of shaggy black waves, Lunar Wing's hair was shoulder length in layers of silvery white. While Solar Wing's skin was tinted orange and Cellie's was a beautiful reddish-golden brown mix, his was absolutely pale white like the moon when it's full. Solar Wing had bright sky blue eyes, Cellie had dark eyes that looked like they had stars in them from how they shimmered all the time, Lunar Wing's eyes were silvery gray. The only thing that he had in common with his friends was the mark he too bore on his left eye. Only instead of a sun or star, he had a crescent shaped moon that circled his eye in same design as his comrades with the bold outline and the smaller interlacing design's in the middle. The other similarity is the fact that all of them wore their bangs long and primarily covering the left side of their faces to obscure their marks from those around them.
"Morning Cellie," Lunar Wing greeted coolly, giving her one of his small smiles.
"Hello," she said brightly giving him a small peck on the cheek.
She sat in between her friends in front of her plate that was already put out for her.
"So Cellie, have you decided on a name for when we cross over into the next dimension? I've decided I'm going to be called Cyrus. It's a name that means 'sun' in one of the dimensions languages." Solar Wing said brightly as he poured her something to drink.
"I've decide to be called Izar, it means 'star' of course." Cellie said rolling her eyes with a smile. She turned to look at Lunar Wing, "What about you?"
Lunar Wing was silent for a moment. He was finishing off the contents on his plate and dabbed at his mouth with a napkin before answering. Just like him, always a perfect gentleman in everything that he did.
"I've became very fond of the name Thoth." He replied stoically.
"Thoth? That's peculiar. That's the name of one of those beings that they used to worship by the people. What do you want to be worshipped or something?" Cellie said playfully.
"Well, there's nothing wrong with one wanting to be praised for the gifts one possesses, now is there?" Lunar Wing replied rather seriously.
I should have known something was wrong then. Why didn't I see it?
"What are you talking about Lunar Wing?" Solar Wing asked stiffly, "We're going to that dimension to hide out and never use our powers again. So what gifts would they worship you for?" he added more demandingly.
As close as the two boys were they did share a very strong love/hate relationship with each other. There were many times when the two had harsh exchanging of words. Just as many times when the two of them came blows with each other. This was something Cellie didn't want to see happen anymore. Especially since there was nothing to really argue about anymore. They had gotten away from their evil captures that had created them and only wanted to exploit them for their extraordinary powers. They weren't on the run, being hunted mercilessly, scavenging for food and shelter, worrying about what horrors tomorrow was going to bring for them. These were things that the two were always going at it about. While Solar Wing had always wanted to take drastic action to deal with their situations. Lunar Wing wanted to do things safe and subtle. Whereas Cellie was always caught in between her best friends.
They were safe now though. They haven't seen hide or hair of any of their enemies in months. They had a nice place to stay, food to eat, water to bathe in. What could they possibly find to argue about now?
"My charisma and good looks." Lunar Wing replied with a smile that was very unlike him. There was something sneaky and sarcastic about that smile. Two things Lunar Wing never was. He was the calm one, the one who kept a cool head when she and Solar Wing were wrecks, the one that always took a leader like role, and guided them through everything. What was this sudden change she was seeing in her friend?
Solar Wing sprang to his feet fast, knocking over his seat in the process, "You better not do anything to mess up our new lives, understood?! We've worked too hard and come too far for you to go screw things up!" he shouted angrily at Lunar Wing across the table.
As he spoke a bright, fiery colored aura surrounded his entire body, making him appear to be a living fireball. The area around him got increasingly hot and heavy. This always happened when he got angry or upset. It wasn't a metaphor or anything when they said he had a fiery temper. Whilst Solar Wing was literally fuming on the other side of the room, Lunar Wing sat in his corner quietly, unfazed by the verbal attack that his friend had unleashed on him. He calmly took a sip from his mug and continued to stare blankly at Solar Wing. He knew that this reaction really pissed him off.
"You're an asshole Lunar Wing, you always were!" he spat at him.
Solar Wing left from the table, picking up his plate and angrily putting it in the sink. His aura was still shining brightly and hotly as he stomped out of the room. Cellie looked at the ground where Solar Wing was standing to see scorch marks there. He really had been hot. There was no pun intended. Cellie then realized she was holding her breath as she exhaled deeply.
"Something wrong Cellie?" she heard Lunar Wing ask, his tone filled with concern.
She looked at him to see he was genuinely worried now.
"I just don't want ya'll arguing anymore. Before you two argued out of fear and concern for us and deciding what was the best way for us to stay alive. Now we don't have to argue and you two are still going at it." she said shakily.
"If you're that upset then I won't tease him anymore, but you do understand what a hot head he is." He said evenly taking another sip from his mug.
"I'm finished, want me to take your plate?" she said rising out of her chair.
"Don't worry I'll get it." Lunar Wing brushed her off.
"Alright," Cellie said softly, "I'll just get started on my chores then." She said making her way out of the room.
When she was at the door Lunar Wing had called her name. She turned around to face him, "Yeah?"
"You do realize I was just playing with him?" he said studying her face intently. Cellie felt as though he was trying to read her at this point. Like he was hoping to see a certain reaction from her. 'What was with him today?' she thought, 'Or is it just me?'
No it wasn't. You were right to think he changed. He was changing the whole time.
"Yeah, I know you were only teasing." She said plastering on a smile.
Lunar Wing simply nodded and returned her smile. As she walked away she thought, 'Why didn't I believe him? Why do I actually share in Solar Wing's anger at what he seemed to be hinting at?'
Because Solar Wing was right to think he meant it. You were just too stupid and naïve to see for yourself. Now you lost him, you lost them both.
Present Day
Izar jolted herself out of her dream. She was sitting on the bridge that overlooked the river and the grassy slope that she had talked to Chad and Ichigo on. After they had left she had spent her night here on this bridge and right now she was taking a long awaited slumber. She couldn't remember the last time she had really slept or the last time she had ate anything. Her stomach was growling like an animal and her head felt like it was going to explode. She had only been here a week and already she felt like she was withering away. If she kept this up she actually would, then she could never have any hopes to find Cyrus and Thoth.
Suddenly the sound of voices under the bridge alerted Izar. The only reason that she cared about the voices was because there was one she recognized beyond a shadow of a doubt. It was Chad's. Shakily getting to her feet Izar peeked over the edge of the bridge until she was almost hanging off of it. She saw the upside down picture of Chad tied up in a chair with the same group of troublemaking boys surrounding him. What was their deal? What caught her attention even more was that the ring leader dangling something in front of Chad's face. At the sight of the object Chad's usually cool and calm face became twisted up in anger as did hers. It was the coin that his grandfather gave to him.
She let go of her hold on the ledge and let herself fall towards the ground. Previous to hitting the ground Izar jolted her body quickly so landed on her feet. She straightened up to see all the boys eyes were on her. She didn't care about the other boys. Her eyes were glued onto the boy still holding Chad's coin in his hand. In a flash she closed the area between him and her, cutting through crowd like a hot knife through butter. She pounced on him, both of them falling to the ground in a heap. Wasting no time she unleashed a flurry of punches to his face, just pounding away at him.
"You are the biggest jackass on the planet." She growled at him, hitting him on every syllable that she had said.
"Don't just stand there!" the boy yelled, holding his hands in the front of his face to shield himself from her blows, "Get her off of me!" he cried.
In seconds Izar felt something hard smash into the side of her face. Then she felt a number of hands wrap around her arms and yank her backwards onto the ground. Once on the ground she was pinned down by them. Izar felt her hair fall back from her face, leaving it completely exposed.
"Check out the tat on her eye." One boy sneered.
She was getting angrier by the moment now. Her heart was hammering in her chest and she felt her blood boiling in her veins. That's when her left eye started tingling. She knew what was about to happen and if she wasn't released and calmed down soon disaster was going to strike. She struggled hard against her captives, kicking out her legs, squirming her body, flailing her arms. In the midst of her flailing she managed to grip one of the boy's collar and twisted it in her hand as to choke him.
"She's pretty freaking strong." He croaked.
"Just keep holding on, you wuss." growled another one.
During all of this she managed to cast a glance into the direction of Chad who was still tied in the chair. From his expression she knew he was absolutely in awe at what was going in on with her. His look had cemented what she had guessed. The tingling on her left eye meant that her mark was glowing in a white hot menacing way.
"Hey, what's with your tattoo?" said another boy stupidly.
Izar started to sit up, feeling a quick burst of power erupt in her body, despite the boys' feeble attempts to keep her on the ground. She stared right at the leader, who was standing a few feet away, blood trickling from his mouth and nose. Just as she was readying herself to yell a loud war cry she saw the boy fly sideways as Ichigo threw himself against him. In an instant Izar felt her eye stop tingling and the sudden surge of power that she got completely evaporated. Still she had her original strength that she used to free one arm since the boys were distracted. With that arm free she punched out the guys holding her other arm. Then she kicked her legs free. While Ichigo came over and dealt wit those boys Izar again set her sights on the boy that still had Chad's coin. She hopped on him again, both of them rolling across the ground. When they stopped rolling Izar made sure she was on top of him. Rearing back her fist far she drove it as fast and hard as she could right into his jaw. That was the blow that done him in.
Izar got off of him and wrenched the coin out of his limp hand. She walked back towards the underpass where she saw Ichigo laying on the ground in front of Chad who was still tied up. Their mouths were moving but she didn't know what they were saying. The two boys stopped talking and looked at her when she approached them. Izar felt like utter crap now. Her head and stomach were aching badly and she was so tired she felt on the verge of collapse.
"Here Chad." She said so softly and tiredly she was sure he didn't hear her.
Like the words she just spoke took her last amount of energy Izar fell onto her knees in a pile. She could barely keep her eyes open now.
"Are you okay?" she heard Ichigo's voice ask.
"Yeah, just haven't eaten any today. Or the past three days for that matter." she replied with a weak smile.
"What?! You haven't eaten in three days?" Ichigo cried outraged.
"Or slept." Izar added as she fell over onto her side, her hair falling away from her face leaving her out in the open yet again.
The last thing she remembered before everything went completely black was hearing Ichigo said to Chad, "You see that mark on her eye, Chad? What could that be?"
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I know it was pretty long but tell me how you like where the story is going. Keep reading to see what happens next.
