Hey guys I'm back. srry it took so long but this is my longest chp. ever! over six thousand words :O I've had massive homework piled onto me so srry for the late update but you'll have to live with it, I'm in my last year of middle school and I'm serious about grades. This is the finale chapter involving Kiya's memory! Enjoy! Special thanks to AL3X TH3 H3DG3HOG and obsessedsonicfan12 for making me their favorite author and adding my story to their favs.!
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Practice Hall Locker room:
The afternoon suns warm rays of peaceful light crept into the small wooden room through the arrays of lucid glass along the peak of the room. The lingering scent of sweat and pleasing aromas of expensive fumes filled Blitzairia's black nose, causing her to let out a quiet sneeze. She waited at the doorway, analyzing the area for a moment, and then walked inside, slowly shutting the large door behind her. The room was average sized and filled with an abundance of oak lockers-some in better condition than others- and a long sturdy bench along the middle of the silhouetted lockers. She strode over to the very end of the branch, right in front of a semi-tidy locker with the word 'Blitzairia ' carved onto the top. Her locker was much neater than the other damaged lockers, besides the miniscule patch of moss that grew upon the upper area of the door because of the high amount of moisture in the air due to the rigid training that the female warriors had to undergo. Even though the amount of female warriors was scarce, the ones Mobius had were as tough as nails and had a heart of gold. Looking over to the side of her, she saw a small bucket filled with a variety of different colored bands, for her hair, positioned just below the edge of the cedar bench.
She reached into the brimming bucket and removed a crimson band from the inside. With her free hand she grabbed her champagne blonde locks and slipped the limber band around them, clasping them together in a tight bond. Her curly spirals rested in a tight bundle down her back like a bouquet of golden silk. She arose from her cold seat, and inserted her slender tan fingers into the cool crack of the oak lockers door and opened it. A bundle of neatly stacked sparring clothes awaited her inside.
She carefully untied the strings on her inky corset, freeing her from its brutal embrace. She placed it alongside the clean pair of clothes, and removed her scarlet bodice from her slender form, along with the rest of her appealing gown until you could see the true Blitzairia.
She dusted the slovenly dirt from her soft black fur around her voluptuous body and lustrous tawny legs. The golden-black hedgehog reached into the keen locker, and removed a short brown top that had no sleeves. Blitzairia unhooked it from behind and wrapped it around her youthful upper body, and began tying the firm backup strings for a perfect fit along her upper body.
Reaching back inside, she found a pair of scarlet shorts made from the strongest of materials, (which were hand crafted by her loving Aunt Kiya), and slid it up her long shaped legs to rest upon her broad hips. Shutting the lockers door abruptly, she looked over her shoulder. Her sun-kissed quills flew in the opposite direction with a twirl. She pranced over to the shiny metal chest in the corner of the barren room while humming an up lifting tune.
She grasped the chest's frigid handle with the palm of her strong tan hand, lifting it up with ease, revealing a stash of protective gear for intense sparring, and grabbed the first visible pieces of leather gear- shoulder pads, iron gloves, and a brown chest piece. Once the gear lay upon her curvy body, she reached to the very bottom of the chest and removed an embroidered slab of white cloth. She tucked it into the front of her comfortable scarlet shorts.
The design on the piece of cloth was a red sun surrounded by orange swirls that trailed around the cloths outline. 'Well today is a good day to die. 'She thought to herself, standing proud. ~ Blitz you're not going to die! ~ Shouted the reassuring voice of her cousin from inside of her head.
'Do you know what happened the last time we practiced sneak attacks?' whimpered Blitz, still trying to stay strong.
~ Oh yeah I forgot you almost broke your arm... and your leg... and a few ribs...But remember your trick~
'Yeah...but what if it doesn't work? I just realized how impossible it is to go with my plan all the way ' she sighed.
Things were silent for a moment while the two began to brainstorm on possible ideas on how to catch Blitzairia's mother off guard until Kiya shouted, ~ Oh my chaos I know what we can do!~ Blitz's head ached from the uprising of her loud voice.
'Well hurry up, spit it out!' commanded Blitz's anxiously. Kiya explained her magnificent plan in a low whisper- even if Blitz was the only one that could possibly hear her- as they planned each step to the ultimate sneak attack. Her ultimate trick.
Practice Hall:
Blitzairia proudly strode into the open domed arena. The rocky dirt crunched under the weight of her sandals rigid soles. The armor jingled with every step she took until her thoughtful pace came to a blunt stop. She looked around the marble coliseum, the warm sun's rays beat down on the bumpy dirt. Only a spirited flowery tree gave the choppy earth a blanket of cool shadow under its full branches, which only covered a quarter of the ring with its shadow, so Blitzairia happily waited under its inviting shade.
The trunk was a deep shade of ginger, and had a twisted shape. Shimmering pink petals drifted down from the trees blossoming flowers, landing either on the ground, or the tip of her black nose. The crisp breeze caused the petals to chase each other gracefully on the floor. She reached into her leg pads slender side pocket (something she installed herself) and pulled out a glossy Wedgewood flute in the shape of a leaf.
~ Flashback ~
~ Here Blitz, this will help your plan out. Remember to blow on it at the right time for it to take effect. ~ Her cousin said with an impressed tone. A small radiant blue moon submerged her hands as a cold object began to form on the surface of her palms.
~End Flashback ~
She caressed the flute's smooth surface with her iron gloved protected fingers, eagerly awaiting her mother's arrival. A few moments passed and still no sign of her ecstatic mother. She was about to give up and leave the practice hall until another tiny petal landed on her muzzle, along with a collapsing feeling and her face buried in the rocky dirt. A heavy weight pushed down on her back and a hand was on the back of her head. A band of pink petals fluttered down from above. With her face still in the dirt, she tried to look up through her tangled bangs, looking for the eyes of her attacker.
Two sky blue droplets burned with fresh adrenalin and bottled up energy glared down at her. A hidden blade emerged from their bronze cuffs around their wrist, and pointed down at Blitzairia's heart with its fine tip. Their golden quills trailed down her face as she glared down at her daughter with a serious expression. Her hair shaped her face charmingly, making her look like an angel of death. She retracted the blade and jumped into midair, doing a splendid back-flip, and landed safely on her feet. She wore the same outfit as Blitzairia, minus the protective gear. Her quills brushed against her face by the breeze, narrowly revealing her hidden eye.
"First rule to sneak attack practice, expect the unexpected!" she shouted powerfully, extending her strong arm and pointing with her slender finger at her resting daughter. Blitzairia picked herself up off the ground, dusting the dirt off her soft fur. "OK let's begin. Bow to your master!" She commanded.
Blitzairia walked over to her mother and bowed respectively, showing no sign of fear. (Even if her legs were trembling furiously.) When she lifted her head up, looking into her mother's eyes once again, the two pumped warriors executed a graceful back-flip at the same moment, landing only ten feet away from one another.
Blitz smiled, impressed by her daughters gymnast talents. "Nice form Blitzairia. I'm quite proud."
"I learned from the best!" Blitzairia winked.
Her mother chuckled lightly. "OK, now time for the sparring match to begin. Three rounds using sneak attacks." Blitzairia nodded in agreement, carefully tightening her armor. She began to remember listening to her parents talk about how they first met during the great battle. Her father Devin was a royal guard for the Alfieri Royal family, and caught Blitz trying to sneak into the palace, and attacked her. His greatest mistake.
He was unaware of her mastery in not only creating weapons, but using them as well. He was outmatched, and shamefully lost to her blade, however, it was love at first sight and she refused to kill him on the spot.
Blitzairia pondered, unaware that her energized mother was charging at her with hidden blades amplified. When her thoughts ended she could already see the tip of her mother's blades swiftly move closer to the center of her chest plate. Thinking fast, she defensively crossed her arms over her chest, and flexing her hands, caused the forearm area of her iron gloves to retract a pair of sharp curved arm blades.
The blades forcefully collided, tangling within one another making light sparks fly every which way. The sharp daggers rubbed against each other as Blitz pushed deeper and deeper through the barrier of keen glistening blades. Blitzairia tried her hardest to keep her arms together, but her mothers' strength greatly surpassed her own, making her tired and weak as the struggle carried on.
There was only a brief moment where Blitzs' strength lowered, giving her a perfect opportunity that she gladly used to push her away, breaking the blades bond, and slice Blitzs' exposed stomach. But only sliced the clean air as her mother jumped up, landing directly behind her on the ball of her left foot. Blitzairia quietly breathed, "Damn..."
Her mother's unbalanced landing gave her another opportunity. She swiftly crouched down and extended her leg out, buckling her mother's leg. She fell to the floor with a loud THUD, landing on her back. Blitzairia threw her arms to her side, revealing a pair of her own hidden blades, and got onto her feet, preparing to vertically slice her fallen opponent from head to toe. Her knifes vigorously rained down, but was stopped midway by the strength of an opposing blade. Blitz had her leg raised in front of the hidden blades heading for her face (her flexibility allowed her to execute such a difficult position.) A long dagger stuck out from the heel of her sandal, and stopped the advancing blades from coming any closer.
Blitzairia considered this to be a good time to use her flute, and retracted her blades to grab the divine instrument. Her mother glared at the flute that rested in Blitzairias' fingertips. She jumped up from her helpless position, and threw a lone shuriken at the instrument, knocking it out of Blitzairias' hand, and landing on the other side of the arena by the lonely cherry blossom trees' broad trunk. Their eyes met for a brief moment before they took off towards the resting flute.
Blitzairia was closest, and reached out to grab it, but a keen cutlass stood in the way of her grasping its smooth exterior. Her mother had used her hidden sword to keep Blitzairais' fingers away if they enjoyed being attached to her hand, and employed it to move the instrument out of the way. She angrily looked up at her serious mother and then back at the flute that was only a few feet from her reach. Blitzs pulled the sword out of the ground and swung it horizontally at Blitzairia's figure. She dodged it, exposing her hidden blades once again, and slicing at her with both hands, one on the bottom, other on the top. Blitz jumped through the empty space between the blades and landed safely on the other side.
Blitzairia was tired, and wanted to end the battle as soon as possible. None of them had laid a single hit on one another so why did the battle continue? She reached into her belts left compartment, and pulled out a small smoke bomb, igniting it at once. The thick smoke filled the air around her mother who coughed slightly, and ran towards the flute, wrapping her slender fingers around it, and placing the blow hole on her moist lips. The smoke started to settle, and her mother's figure was starting to slowly reappear. She took in a deep breath of cool air, and slowly released it into the flute, making a beautiful sound fill her ears. Blitz heard the noise and charged at her daughter, swinging her sword down on her head. Dust engulfing them both.
There was an eerie moment of dead silence, and when she tried to push her blade further down, it wouldn't move. She looked closer into the dissolving dust, still seeing nothingness. A loud shout came from inside "Disperse!"
The cloud of foul dust dematerialized with a field of bright aqua energy that surrounded not only Blitzairia, but another unknown figure. Blitzairia stood behind a tall and slender girl whose arms were pointed upward as the protective ball of light returned to the palm of her fleshy hands. She looked back at Blitzairia, smiling politely at her through her airy azure blue bangs as her long fairy-tale hair swayed with the crisp breeze. Her blood red eyes glowed with promise when Blitzairia smiled back. Her black loin cloth and powder blue bodice exposed her thin stomach and slick pale legs. She looked back at Blitz, who was now gaping at her daughter's impressive trick and laughed, "Well I didn't expect for you to be joining this battle…Kumiko Kiya." She grinned.
~ Blitz I'll try to use a really powerful spell to take her out but you need to distract her for a while OK. ~ She told her cousin through their telepathic bond. Blitzairia nodded and charged at her mother, slashing her hidden blades every which way. Her mother dodged each blow and managed to say, "I'm impressed that you brought a mage into the fight," she looked at Kumiko Kiya who had her two fingers together and her arms crossed over her chest, taking the same stance as her mother did, "But you now have a greater problem."
Blitzairia was still slicing the air as she grunted, "And why's that?"
Her mother laughed mischievously; "Because you now have to protect two bodies instead of one!" she rolled to the side and dove in towards Kumiko Kiya with a raised sword. Blitzairia gasped at the development and ran towards her defenseless cousin as her mother chopped her sword down. Just in time, Blitzairia stopped the blade with her bare hands. It cut deeper and deeper through her skin; even her iron gloves couldn't protect her from her mothers' blade. She flinched in pain. Kumiko Kiya noticed her suffering cousin, and let out a whisper, "Ventus." She puckered her thin lips as the essence of strong wind magic escaped her lips as a gust of strong cold wind blew Blitz away.
Blitzairia looked down at her palms covered in fresh crimson blood. She tried to ignore the pain, but each time she clenched her fists it stung. ~ Blitz get out of the way! I'll release the spell! ~ Kumiko Kiya warned her. She jumped out of blast zone and watched as Kumiko Kiya discharged her spell.
Her hair whipped her tender face as the winds' sped up around her. Her clothes swayed uncontrollably along with her hair. A glowing crescent moon glowed around her clasped hands as she muttered a strange language under her breath. A misty blue aura surrounded her body as she opened her glowing scarlet eyes. A thick ray of silvery blue light escaped the crescent moon and headed towards Blitz in a split second. Everything was quiet after the explosion of energy, and was covered in dust. Blitzairia roamed through the misty maze until she saw her tired cousin leaning against the arena walls. The blast had hurt Kumiko Kiya's arm, but it was worth it to win a battle. "I think we did it Blitz, we win!" Kumiko Kiya smiled. Blitzairia laughed at the achievement.
A maniacal laugh was heard through the dust. The two girls turned their heads in shock at seeing the destroyed wall at where the blast had hit was only about five feet away from Blitz. "I missed again!" Kumiko Kiya shouted angrily. Blitz stood there and laughed. She was in the blast range of the beam, but remained unharmed thanks to the protection of a force field created by one of Mobius' strongest mages. She stood in front of Blitz casually with her arms stretched out in front of the smooth barrier. Her long blue locks trailed down her back, and her original attire- a long white loin cloth and Maya blue tube top- wrapped around her curvy body.
"Oh god no…" Blitzairia whimpered.
"Now this is how a tag team works girls. Kiya, let's show 'em!" The two charged towards their daughters, and with a single swing of a sword, and a simple spell, the battle was finally over.
Practice Hall (Locker Room):
Kiya made sure the two girls were fully healed before they returned to their evening gowns. Blitz lectured Blitzairia on the importance of having a partner that can protect themselves while in battle, and explained more fighting tips while Kiya gave a lesson of her own. "You did well out there Kumiko, I'm proud." She smiled happily, waving her hand over Kumiko Kiya's left arm. A flare of warm bright light escaped her fingertips and she messaged her daughters' frail arm. Kumiko Kiya looked down in shame and thought of her failure with the spell. "But mother, I missed. If I was in battle then-"
"Battle? You're too young to go off into battle young lady, and not to mention inexperienced." Her mother argued. Kumiko Kiya shrugged her arm away grumpily and glared at her beautiful mother.
"But mom you went off to battle with Aunt Amy when you were close to my age!" Kumiko Kiya whined. Her mother laughed.
"Yeah and I also had a crazy fake brother." Kumiko Kiya was about to respond, but couldn't say anything to that. She shrugged her shoulders and sighed in defeat. "Look, before your birthday ceremony I'd like for you and Blitzairia to visit your cousin Sophia over by the Spring of Dreams nunnery and try to get her to come to the party. She seems to like you two girls." Kumiko Kiya nodded and set off to find her cousin.
Trail to Spring Of Dreams Nunnery:
The afternoon sun smiled upon the two hedgehogs as they happily marched to their cousins' peaceful dwelling near the famous Spring of Dreams. The two of them have never actually been to the spring since its first appearance five years ago, and were completely excited by the thought of being so close to it.
"Do you think Cousin Sophia will give us a tour of the spring?" Blitzairia questioned, kicking a smooth stone into a nearby bush. The forests' lively trees protected the two from the sun's bright rays as they advanced towards the nunnery.
"Hopefully she does! I've heard so many interesting rumors about the holy grounds of the spring, and would simply love to investigate more of it!" Kumiko Kiya threw her pale arms up in the air for emphasis. She looked back at her cousin and saw the agitated look on her tan muzzle. "What?" she shouted curiously.
"Well you're always talking like a book. Using high vocabulary doesn't make you a gooder!" she growled.
"It's more good, not gooder. Gooder isn't a word." Kumiko Kiya stuck her tongue out playfully.
"What are you, the grammar police?" Blitzairia rolled her eyes. Just above the horizon they could see the black smoke of a chimney move through the air. "Look its smoke!" she pointed up at the inky smoke.
"It's probably from cousin Sophia's' abode." Kumiko Kiya smiled. Blitzairia shook her head again in disappointment.
Spring of Dreams Nunnery (Kumiko Kiya's POV):
When we finally reached the Nunnery I was quite impressed by the large gothic abbey. It was covered in beautiful stain glass art and marble statues that surrounded the front entrance. Nice to know that our tax money is put to good use.
I pondered at the high amount of work that was put into making such a magnificent building such as this one. The nunnery wasn't so much a nunnery since it housed only one person for a period of time. Every two years a woman of physic blood is appointed as head priestess of the Spring of Dreams; an oasis that mysteriously appeared a few years back, and was discovered by my aunt Amy and Uncle Sonic.
The head priestess job is to watch over the spring and keep it protected for some reason that I am unaware of. I walked over to the large brass door and lightly knocked on it with my white gloved hand. No reply. I knocked again, a little harder this time. Still no reply. I looked back at my cousin who was leaning against a statue of an angel and shrugged.
"Step aside nooby, let a pro show you how it's done when it comes to knock'in on doors," she lightly shoved me away and walked up to the door, popping her knuckles and neck. She took in a deep breath and yelled, "SOPHIA OPEN THE DAMN DOOR! …please." My ears rung with the loud sound of her voice.
"Do you want to make her deaf Blitz?" I grunted.
"Hey at least I said please." She smiled jokingly. The sound of light footsteps came from inside until they reached the door. The door opened a crack and a tan hand popped out, motioning us inside. We both gladly entered and shut the door behind us calmly. The room was small, and there wasn't much furniture, but it was still comfy with the lit fireplace. Its amber flames danced around the wood joyfully. A nearby bookshelf was filled with a wide variety of books; some of them were stories, while others were magic and religious. Blitzairia noticed a comfy satin chair near the fire, plopping herself down on the seat.
"So what brings my favorite little cousins to my humble home so far away from the castle?" asked Sophia as she entered the room.
She was a bat, like her mother, and had the same hair style; short white locks that framed her flawless face and covered her right eye. Her fur was a pure shade of red, just like her fathers. Her vivid violet eyes were seductive looking, and were coated in glossy pink eye shadow, that glistened in the light. Her plump lips were enveloped with crimson lipstick, giving another hint of her mother appearance.
She walked over to the fire place, her wings folding patiently behind her. She wore special attire that all nuns were expected to wear while on duty; a long morning dress. The bodice and silk petticoat where a clean white and stuck to her body, revealing her figure that was not a hundred percent perfect. She was curvy, but not thin. Having such an easy job as she did gave her a lack of exercise, creating a very miniscule lump in her stomach region, and a wrinkle in her hips when she sat down. Her black corset hid those embarrassing features from sight though, which made her look a lot more attractive then she really was.
"Hi cousin long time no see huh?" laughed Blitz, fanning herself with her hand, "We just stopped by here to ask if you wanted to come to our fifteenth birthday."
Sophia smiled a little and opened her mouth to speak, but no words left her lips until her happy smile transitioned into a bored frown. "Is my mother going to be there?" she asked in an annoyed tone. I worriedly looked at my cousin, hoping that she would drop it and leave.
"Yeah she's going, so what?" she said. I looked back at Sophia who now looked away in shame.
"Well if you haven't heard, she's considering to choose a new career that I don't approve of. If she takes it then she'll hurt my father as well. Where is my father anyway?" she asked, looking at me this time grinning.
"He left with the other men to help a far off village, now you hate your mother because of her new decision in a career? Wasn't she a fortune teller?" I asked, pondering at the thought of other jobs that she could take.
She laughed sadly," She has taken quite a liking to jewels, and I think she is considering being a jewel thief. "I've heard of worse jobs in this world, but I guess if my mother became a jewel thief I would be pretty upset myself too, but I wouldn't hate her. There must be something more, something deeper, but what? It would be quite rude just to ask her abruptly. Blitz must have noticed how uncomfortable I felt since she forcibly stood up and grinned, "So can you show us the world famous 'Spring of Dreams'?"
My face brightened with excitement. She laughed slightly and walked over to the front door and opened it, letting the light into the dark room. She motioned us forward by tilting her head. Blitz jumped up and grabbed my thin arm, running outside in a flash. The sun was covered with gray clouds and the wind was picking up speed, making my hair whip the sides of my face. "Follow me children." Sophia called out to us, walking towards a low brass gate behind the dwelling, and opened it, leading us deeper into the woods behind the estate. "Well before we arrive I guess I can tell you the history of the newly discovered spring," she smiled, looking back at us as we willingly followed her, " OK well, the spring was only discovered a few years ago when your Aunt Amy and Uncle Sonic went on a date out in the woods and came across it when they were looking for a good picnic area. Well, at first they thought it was just an ordinary oasis until a spirit visited Amy in a dream after she drank some of the water. The spirit said the large spring was called the Spring of Dreams and had special properties- Kumiko watch your step." I looked at the log that would've tripped me without Sophia's' guidance. The dark forest was becoming more and more lively the closer we got. The sound of birds rang in my ears, and the scent of flowers filled my nose.
"Amy and Sonic quickly returned to the castle and did some research on the matter, and found a book that mentioned a little about the blessed spring, and learned that it had a large amount of magic energy that flooded its' pure water, and was able to grant anyone's wish if they had a pure heart. They choose to keep the spring secret in case another kingdom learns of its power and would forcibly use the spring's power for evil. Yet, that would not work since the springs power is only released on a full moon. Since that time they have assigned a priestess to guard it and keep it pure." She stopped and looked back at us as her story ended. She brushed a few strands of hair away from her face and smiled, "Now remember you can't touch the water OK." she warned. Two large bushes stood in the path, being an entrance to the spring. I held my breath and Blitz's eyes widened in amazement.
Sophia placed her hands on the edge of the biggest bush and pulled it back. We walked through the leaves and were simply amazed at the beautiful sight. A Large pool of divine shimmering clean spring water rippled as fresh leafs fell from the trees, enhancing its appealing appearance. The pool of gorgeous water had a curious looking statue at the peak of the small waterfall that rested at the end of the spring. The statue was shaped into a rough crescent moon with shards of glowing crystals emerging from the sides. I could see the arrays of magic energy seep from the water's surface, enhancing the spring's beauty. I saw that Blitz was enjoying this view as much as I was. She ran over to the shore of the spring to get a closer look, and gasped, calling over to me.
"If you'd like, you two can help clean the spring with me. I'll go get the cleaning tools. Don't touch the water. If it's ever in contact with an unworthy humans hands, its magical properties will fade." she commented, walking back through the bushes towards the Abbey. I got the sudden impression that she called us dirty with that hands comment.
"Kiya check this out!" shouted Blitz, who was pointing up at the statue.
"Yes I know it's a moon, my favorite symbol." I stated. She looked at me with a malicious grin that sent a worried chill up my spine. "What?" I asked.
"I dare you to touch that moon! Your magic has a lot to do with moons, so if you touch it we might be able to have one wish granted!" she smiled. I looked at the statue and then back at her. It would be nice to have a wish granted, but I don't really want anything at the moment, but maybe Blitz wanted something that I am unaware of. I bit my lip in uncertainty as I considered breaking the rules, listing the possible punishments that I might receive if I was caught.
Peer pressure got the best of me; since I went ahead and ran towards an oak tree that's branches hung just above the statue, latching myself onto the branch. I looked back at Blitz who gave me an encouraging thumbs up. 'See what my cousin gets me into?' I thought to myself, mentally slapping the back of my head. I steadied myself as I leaned towards the statue. The branch began to bend down farther the closer I got; I could feel the cool water spray my sweating face. I was only a few inches away now, my fingertips could barely touch its rough surface, so I leaned in closer, but the branch gave in!
It immediately snapped in half. I plummeted down, the wind rushed through my quills quickly until the feeling of frigid water submerged my body. The surface was moving farther and farther away from me, I was drowning. I kicked my legs and swung my arms, trying to swim up, but something was pulling me down. I was going to die. The last of my air was leaving my body; I thought of my mother and father and how I was just about to leave them forever, and how I'll never be able to see anyone ever again as the final air bubble escaped my lips, and everything went black.
I no longer felt cold and wet, but dry and tired. I was breathing slowly, but breath would be useless if I'm dead but it's a natural habit. I slowly opened my left eye looking around at my new environment. It was quite scary to wake up to nothing but white, so I flinched in fear. "Oh good you're awake!" called a gentle voice. I hastily sat up and looked around the blank room until I saw her. A peach-Orange echidna patiently sat next to me. Her thick strands of orange quills framed her kind face; white bands were wrapped around a few locks. She seemed to be about fourteen, a year younger then I. Her cobalt eyes shimmered with a deep kindness that made me feel a little better towards my situation. Her garb was quite curious though, as she seemed to wear a tribal dress that exposed some of her curvy mid body. She wore a lot of exquisite jewelry, including a gold headband that held a sky blue jewel. She smiled at me, "Welcome to the afterlife Kumiko Kiya!"
"Wait how do you know me?" I asked.
"Well you look a lot like your mother." she replied, not really answering my question. I thought about what she had just said about knowing my mother, and recalled my mother saying something about dyeing before, but I never believed her until now. "Wait, who are you?" I inquired. She extended her slim arm out, her blue bracelets swayed at the sudden movement.
"My name is Tikal." I politely shook her hand.
"So how did you die?" I sighed, feeling a bit depressed.
"Oh I'm not dead; I just haven't been born yet, and won't be for another few thousand years." I gaped at her, but shut my mouth since it was rude to stare. "I've actually brought you here to ask you something." She killed me just to tell me something? That's what it was beginning to sound like which made me a little mad, but I couldn't stay mad at someone who had been showing me such hospitality. So I listened for a while. "OK well in the future, about four thousand years from now, there are two people who do not realize how badly they need each other. One is too shy to admit it, and the other ends up getting hurt by the silence. Another problem is that someone is attempting to mess with the balance of time. Now of course, you cannot stop that yourself, but I would like for you and your cousin to help bring the two lovers together so they can destroy the evil menace of the future."
This all hit me hard. Evil menace? Lovers? What does that have to do with me? Couldn't she just ask my mother to do it? I didn't understand it at all, yet this feeling of duty boiled up inside me, as if I had to do this. Like it was my destiny of some sort. Tikal placed a kind hand on my tense shoulder, looking into my eyes and smiling.
"I know this seems a little intimidating, and you probably don't know what to do, but I know you can do it. It's your destiny, so do you accept this challenge?" she asked me. I need to act like a love guru for two people, and help them save the future? Seemed a little difficult, but I needed to try. I nodded at her.
"Great!" she shouted, "Just to let you know, you'll need to travel to a new time and you will meet the reincarnations of your family." I acted as if I understood everything, but I was really panicking deep down. Time travel doesn't exist! Yet this girl is now telling me that I'll be traveling." OK well I don't have much time, but I'll send your cousin all the information that I've just told you right now. When you return to the real world, I want you to yell, ' dlrowym evasot redroin erutufeht ontilevart ottraehym llahtiw hsiwi ' but you'll need to give up something that's part of you. Good luck Kumiko!" she called out. A white flame circled around me as everything became black again. I woke up, wet and shaking. I instantly opened my eyes, finding myself lying on the floor, and Blitz sitting next to me, water dripping from her golden quills.
She had jumped in and pulled me out. What a great cousin! I could tell by the look on her blank face that she was talking to Tikal now. I waited until the life returned to her ruby eyes. She gasped for air and stared at me in awe. "Did you-" I nodded. She held her head with her left hand, trying to grasp the idea of time travel like me. I grabbed her slender wrist and lifted her up from the soft ground.
"Blitz hand me one of your knives." I commanded.
"What? What makes you think I carry a knife?" she defended herself, crossing her arms. I glared at her for a while until she handed me a glistening blade from the inside of her ebony corset. I grabbed the tips my silky cerulean locks in the palm of my soft hand, and placed the blade near the strands. I took a deep breath and sliced. My hair that once kissed the floor, now only reached my knees. It wasn't much for some people, but for me it was a big deal, I loved my super long hair, and now it's just long. I threw the bundle into the spring and handed the blade back to Blitzairia. She stared at me in shock, chuckling, "Finally you cut your damn hair"! I cringed at the word 'cut' and 'hair' in the same sentence, and walked over to the shore
I loudly whispered, "dlrowym evasot redroin erutufeht ontilevart ottraehym llahtiw hsiwi." The world around Blitzairia and I turned completely black; besides the spring that was now glowing a deep azure blue. I began feeling light and empty, and my vision was becoming blurry. I could tell that Blitz was feeling the same with the sickly look on her face. I started to feel numb all over, and looked at my body, discovering that we were both evanescent-disappearing like vapor.
That's when I woke up to the sound of a woman's' voice, and saw a pink hedgehog above me.
M'k thats it for now, I'll update sooner OK!
Lina: * Takes AK47 and shoots around the room * AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
OMG LINA WAT ARE YOU DOING?
Lina: If you leave me here alone for four weeks again ur gonna die!
O.O OK see ya all later! ;)