Phew! Last chapter was kinda hard to write, considering Faro's absence XD.
Special thanks to all my anonymous reviewers, Trapped In Narnia, Hooligonian, and AslanPrincess.
DISCLAMER: I don't own Ingo, or any of the characters in this fanficton, except Maelbron and Company 'cause I made them up. And I have no idea if Faro has a cousin named Thurina.
Faro's POV~
Sapphire... please, Sapphire... stay away... please...
She died. Just like that. My cousin Thurina was... murdered. Even the dolphin who witnessed the scene was too late to save her; he was only there in time to keep her body from being devoured.
It was shocking news. Saldowr himself did not seem to know what to do. Mer have never before eaten their own kind... never before. Spilling each others' blood is practically forbidden... much less to eat each others' flesh. A shudder runs through me as I think about my dead cousin, as what might be in store.
I have other worries as well: if these... these- I don't know what to call them. If these# *?! cannibalistic murderers would kill other Mer- their own kind- there's no telling what they might do to a human being. An Air person.
What would they do if one found Sapphire?
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I wanted to see her again, desperately. I wanted to laugh with her, catch a current with her by my side; to feel the clasp of her thin, strong hands.
But more than anything, I wanted her to be safe. We'd been through so many dangers together; time and time again Sapphire has come close to dying... and each time I have been prepared to fight for her until I, too, died. But this time, I don't want her to come into harms way at all- not if I can help it.
All night, I try so hard to reach her mind that when I finally do, every fiber of my brain feels worn out.
Our own kind, foreigners still, are setting upon us. Be careful, Sapphire. Please... please... I do not yet know what we can do. I don't think anyone does. Except maybe Saldowr... still.
Sapphire, please hear me... there is danger here. Stay away.
Stay safe, kerensa.
Sapphire's POV~
It's a dream. It's not a dream. It's a stupid, crazy, unrealistic dream.
IT'S NOT!
The two sides of me fight with each other as I bike along the road to St. Pirans, on my way to grab Conor back from Rainbow's house, as we're due at Jack's for Sunday dinner... his mum made a last-minute invitation.
I didn't tell my brother about the dream; he'd probably just worry more, especially since I've been going down to the cove like heck lately. And besides, it all might have been my often overreactive imagination... like when I was little and thought faeries were living under a bush in our garden.
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When I get to Rainbow's, Rainbow answers the door with a mischevious look on her face. "What?", I demand before even greeting her. She smiles enigmatically and steps aside for Conor to exit. We both say goodbye (and I didn't even say hello...) and pedal back off to Senara. Conor had the good sense to ride his bike, at least.
I make a sudden decision to tell him about the dream. I get this weird sensation that it has something to do with the "feeling" he had yesterday. You must really be taking stupid pills...
"Hey, Con?", I ask, riding up beside him. It takes him a moment to acknowledge what I said. "Hhmmm?", he replies distractedly, a lazy grin playing across his face. I sigh. Now is obviously not the correct time for intense analyzation (though I can't begin to imagine why...).
"Never mind."
I should tell myself that, too.
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Next day, I decide to go down to the cove, dream or no dream. I swear I have become a philosipher with this deal. Time to find out for myself. And how could Faro reach my thoughts in the Air, anyways?
When I get down there, I note that there is no familiar, dark-haired figure perched on the outer rocks. Warning sign... oh, don't be an eejit. I'm sure Faro has things to do other than sit around in the cove. I've come down here loads of times that he isn't present.
I slip into Ingo as easily as... well, I guess as easily as a fish would, if I must make reference to a trite expression. The salty water flows past me, through me; I feel myself becoming a part of Ingo, as I have always longed to be. As I now am. Myrgh kerensa...
Enough daydreaming. I stretch out my arms, and with a strong kick begin swimming. I feel as if I should find Faro, but have no idea where he is, as our mental connection is dissolved at the moment.
It turns out I don't have to find him.
"Sapphire!"
I turn. Faro's swimming fast towards me from the open water. As he gets closer, I see that the look on his face in one of disbelief, annoyance, and perhaps a bit of fear? "Hey, Faro", I say as casually as I can manage, mostly to quench the well of doubt within me. Maybe the dream wasn't as crazy as I thought... but how could Mer do something so... incriminating? So opposed in all the laws that govern them?
Faro grabs my head in both hands and stares hard at me. After several prolonged moments, his hands move down to my shoulders and he gives me a gentle shake. "What are you doing here? I thought I had reached you..."
"You- you did, Faro. I just didn't know if it was my imagination... it seemed too crazy to be real", I say nervously. Faro frowns and bows his head. When he looks up, his expression is filled with anger and horror. "It's against all our laws. Even Saldowr does not know where these people came from- if they even deserve to be called people", he spits out harshly, "But he did say that they are looking for more than devouring the flesh of their brothers and sisters... Saldowr says they want strife amongst the Mer."
"Like Ervys", I can't help commenting as I suppress a shudder. How can it be? Faro nods sadly and drops his hands from my shoulders. I don't try to break into his thoughts, as I am quite sure what's running through his mind now.
More sure than I ever have been.
That's all for now! Please review, and let me know how you like the story development so far: the cannibalism, Faro/Sapphire (which I suck at, as a matter of fact) :S, and Conor's complete unneccessary-ness in this chapter haha.
~ xoxo whoshallJudgeAngels
