Yeessss, it has been awhile, haha.
"So this is where Sitri resides?" Yunan exclaims as he gazes at the necklace in his hand. Syria nods with a small smile and he hands the jewelry back to her.
"I see." He says. "Are you able to equip it?" He queers with a tilt of his head. A blink of confusion is his response from the girl sitting across from him. He hums and clicks his tongue, staring at the fire in between them. It was dusk now, the sun was beginning to set and they walked a good ways today. So they were going to camp out since they were nowhere near a village.
Syria fiddles with the necklace around her neck, staring in awe as the gold reflected against the fire. She didn't know what 'equipping' meant but Yunan would probably tell her. "We'll get into that tomorrow. " he says as she stares at him from under his hat. Po was on her shoulder playing with the long feather that hung from it.
"We'll sleep now, you have a long day tomorrow." He says with a small smile and she nods. Using the small bag as a pillow she went to sleep.
"Ow!" The man cried and there was a chuckle somewhere in the room. The man held his finger to his lips with a small pained expression.
"Oh! She's teething?"
"I thought teething were for babies that didn't have teeth?"
Another chuckle. "We're different from you humans Ugo."
The man, Ugo lets out a sigh and Syria stares up at him. "Solomon and _ didn't teeth like this." He comments and Syria reaches for him once more.
"Like I said, different. Has she bitten anything else?"
"No, just me."
A laugh this time. "She either really likes you or hates you then son."
A pout came from the man and he mumbles to himself. Syria reaches for the scarf around his neck and tugs it, making his pink eyes focus on her. The man sighs.
"I'll never understand it..."
The woman walks forward and peaks over his shoulder at her. A faint smile danced on her face. "It's fine and cheer up, Ugo. This is good anyway. She'll be powerful just like her mommy and older brother!" She squealed and ruffle both of their heads making the man blush furiously. Syria was then picked up and placed on the woman's hip.
"Now on to see your relatives, the dragons!"
She wakes up to Po licking her nose. The sunlight was blocked thanks to Yunan's hat. She sits up, making Po slide down her chest and onto the ground. Yunan walks up to her and gives her a couple of fruit and she eats it.
"We're going dungeon diving again. " he states and Syria nods her head, Po doing the same on her shoulder. Yunan looks at the sky to see the sun just now peaking over the horizon. He narrows his eyes a bit before looking back at his charge. Syria had rubbed the sleep out her eyes and finished the fruit and looked up at him.
She stands and grabs her small bag and the two began to walk. Yunan lets out a hum as he looks at the sky. "Syria?"
She stops and looks up at him, waiting for him to say more.
"Well I guess we can start now, I honestly do not know how to activate a djinn, just how to summon them." He wondered more to himself. When Syria gave him a look of confusion he steps forward and taps the jewel of the necklace. The star glowed before the rukh began to flutter in a frenzy and in waves. Syria had to cover her eyes because of the intense light mixed with sunlight. The huge blue figure loomed over them and blocked the sunlight from their faces.
"You have summoned me, Magi?" Sitri says with a sly smirk as he tapped his lips. Syria craned her neck to look up at the djinn and when they met eyes said djinn leaned down to poke her.
"Ah, yes, just a demonstration is all." Yunan was also curious as to what the djinn looked like.
One of Sitri's other hands went to pick Syria up and held her against his cheek. Syria didn't struggle much, she was too engrossed with the djinns second eye under the first.
"Ho? And what is a man doing with my king out here alone. Such a cute thing doesn't need to be alone with any man even if you're a magi." he says in a teasing manner and Yunan smiles and waves his hand. "Not at all, I was going to show how to properly equip you is all."
Sitri hums before looked down at his chosen king and sitting her on the ground. "I thought she already had that knowledge seeing as though she is-" he stops talking at the look Yunan gives him and chuckles. "I see, she is not 'aware' yet." he says while watching Syria chase the rukh.
"You do realize this might cause further problems, she can already see the rukh." he says sternly and Yunan nods, smile not wavering. "Of course, however she says it'll be okay."
Sitri blinks all his eyes and tips his head. "She? " he queers. "You mean? Well- they do have a striking resemblance." he looks back at Yunan. "I'm trusting you with my king, Magi, nothing better happen to her since I hold her dear."
Yunan tips his hat.
"Till we meet again."
With the disappearance of the djinn, Syria came back toward the magi, looking around in question.
"Alright, let us get started." Yunan says.
Sinbad sighs and grumbles to himself, it has been a full week since Syria took off and he did miss her and her bubbly attitude.
From behind him Hinahoho chuckled and pats the younger man's head. "She'll be fine. I doubt Yunan would do anything to hurt her."
Sinbad moped even further. "I know that, it's just less lively here. " that was true, Syria would probably running around the ship, chasing things or having fun some type of way. But he did worry about her, hell, he always worried about her, even if it didn't show that much.
Jafar poked his head through the door. "we're here." he announces.
Syria lets out a laugh as she flew around in circles in the air. The magi chuckled and shook his head. "Not too far now." he called out in warning. Syria nods and waves at him with one of her six hands before flying around again.
It has taken three days for her to actually fully equip the djinn. However she still hasn't been able to control her power from it.
Yunan only sighs, he'll let her have her fun for now.
Syria landed on the grass when she started to feel a bit tired. Her equip slowly faded as she sat down and loomed at the sky. It was now a gold colour and the sun was beginning to set.
"How about we eat and then rest. Tomorrow is a big day."
She stares up at the huge tower, we'll it wasn't a tower, if anything it looked very fancy like most of the big buildings in Ream. Yunan had brought her to yet another dungeon and disappeared in a flicker of light. Leaving her with Po and he bag of food and supplies.
She steps forward to a marble pillar and lets her fingers brush against her. A shiver went through her as she thought she's seen this place before. Maybe it was in one of dreams?
Walking toward the open door that shined she takes a deep breath before stepping forward.
Yunan hovered in the air, looking down at the small island he was on a few moments ago. He would come back when she was finished. Hopefully this one would not take as long.
Grabbing the front of his hat he tugs it down a bit to keep the traces of sunlight out his face. He narrows his eyes a bit as the rukh nudged his a bit.
"Ah, there you are! What are you doing all the way up here?" a voice says but Yunan wasn't startled nor worried since he knew who it was well. He turns with a small smile. "Hello Akmethu, it has been awhile."
The tan man hummed and nods his head, leaning back on his staff since he was sitting on it in the air. "It has. Not too long though, you seemed deep in thought just now." he tilts his head to the side and blinks his green eyes owlishly. "What worries our guardian?"
Looking back down at the dungeon Yunan speaks, "I have sent her in, I think this djinn will help, Sitri seemed to know little of it."
Akmethu folded his arms, "Back then he wouldn't worry about such things. Are you sure this was the right choice, Asmodeus, is not lenient from what I remember." he says.
Yunan says nothing for a few moments. "if she captures it she'll probably know everything…" he mumbles.
The tan manned side glanced at him. "You say that like it's a bad thing. The majesty does need a host if she wishes to defeat that witch. I'm sure the girl won't be completely gone."
Yunan sighs, a bit sadly.
"That's what I'm afraid of, there aren't that many innocent in this world."
Syria wakes up to Po licking her nose. Gold eyes looked around before blinking and sitting up, making the small animal scurry off her and into her lap.
She looks around to see she was in a cave. Little glowing crystals decorated it from the ceiling to the floor. If it weren't for them then it would have been completely dark.
She stands up and stretches, she doesn't know how long she's been out but she could tell it has been awhile since she heard a few pops. Po runs up her leg and settles on her shoulder. She smiles down at him and walks forward.
The cave was more like a long never-ending tunnel. She couldn't tell how long she's been walking. She had one hand on the wall as she walked as well.
A pout came across her face and Po mimicked the action as she huffed. A spark of light caught her attention and the light bird flew past her ahead. She looks forward and ran after the creature.
Only to fall.
A shriek left her as the ground was no longer under her feet and fell downward. She landed hard on her back and her head bounced back, making her cry out. Tears started to form in her eyes, it really hurt. Po began to nuzzle her face and make noises as black dots formed before her eyes.
Do you really think you'll be able to surpass like this old friend?
Her eyes snap open and Po stopped making his cries. She sits up, the pain instantly gone and looks around. She's heard that voice before, yet she can't remember where. Po nips at her ear as she stands and wobbles at the dizziness of her head. The animal then let out a small whine. She pats his head before slowly walking forward, following the dark bird.
Her head was pounding and she was beginning to hear whispers in her ears. Whenever she turned to see what it was they would stop and she wouldn't hear anything. Subconsciously she grabbed Sitri's necklace and the djinn glowed softly in the darkness.
A squeak left both of them as she bumped into a wall. The wall made an illuminated pulse before lighting up and a scripture appeared. The symbols were similar to the one on her bow and the aching in her head increased as she traced a hand over them. Words popped in her head:
If thou has a clear heart and head then thou shall tell the difference.
She blinks and sinks to her knees while trying to catch her breath.
It hurt, her head hurt, both in and out, it was getting hard to breath, and she was dizzy.
My king?
She sways a bit and presses her forehead against the cool stone wall.
A hand rests on her head and she turns to meet golden eyes similar to hers. The man standing over her smiles and ruffles her hair.
"pa...pa?" She asks, eyes hazy.
Po begins to be restless as he looks between her and the empty space before them. He begins to squeak and pull at her ear.
He smiles and bends down. "Hey there kiddo," he rests his cheeks on his hands and leans forward. "What are you doing Syria?"
She blinks. "head, hurts." She mumbles and tries to move closer to her father and Badr smiles sadly. "I know it's hard sweetie." he says and places a hand on her cheek, she leans into it and wipes her teary eyes. Her father grabs her hands, smile still on his face.
"I believe in both you and Sinbad, you two are very special in your own ways. You know where to go just like your brother does, you can actually see it."
"It?" She echoes still in a daze. Po began to pull her earring and made loud noises but they didn't reach her ears. The small animal began to nip at cheek.
"Yes 'it'" his voice changed and began to sound feminine and Syria was presented with a flash of light that took his place. It took a figure of someone else sitting in front of her and they placed a glowing hand on head.
'PKYU!"
Syria's eyes snapped opened at the sound of Po's wails on her head. Seeing his owner come to the animal stopped and started to sniff and nudge his nose against her.
Syria blinked slowly, clearing her hazy vision. As she looked above she could see the hole in the ceiling from where she fell and to she felt a small throb at the back of her skull. She blinks again and slowly sat up, looking side to side as Po took his place in her shirt, keeping close to her.
"Pa…. Pa?" She asks while looking around. Was it just a dream? She was clear that she heard his voice.
Po peeks up at her before resting on her shoulder and nudging against her jaw.
She stands, slowly and leans against the wall for support and continues on.
She was now back at the glowing wall and frowned a bit. Her head no longer hurt but there was a light buzz, like a warm tingling feeling in the back of her head. She looks around, wondering if her father would appear again or that strange woman.
Focus my king, sitri's voice rang to her and she looked down at the green jewel of the necklace then looked back up at the wall.
A clear heart and head, what was that supposed to mean? She puffs out her cheeks as she tried to ponder on it but nothing came to mind. Po lets out a huff and begins to nibble on her cheeks and she lightly pushes him away.
Clear head, clear heart, clear head, clear heart- oh!
Maybe she had to find something? Something that looked like a clear head or heart? Maybe one of the jewels were in the shape of a head or a heart?
Clear your mind my child, a voice chuckled out, it wasn't the same as Sitri's, it was the woman from before. She sits on the ground in front of the wall and stares at it. She blinks, once, twice, thrice-
There was a click and a rumble and a door appeared where the words used to be. She jumps to her feet and gives a shout of excitement while running forward. A flicker of light catches her eye and she follows the white bird. It leads her to a golden room with many treasures in it, it was very different from Sitri's or Valefor's room. Sitri's room had many plants and insects while Valefor's had a cool edge to his.
She sees the flurry of light and dark birds flying around the room. There were so many it was hard to find the one that led her here. Walking forward she climbs the steps and looks around more, everything was made of gold, and bright, it was really pretty. It gave her a warm feeling in her chest like she actually enjoyed being her once.
Closer my beloved.
She hears the voice and walks forward up the rest of the steps to see something quite similar to a throne. In the chair was a staff that had pierced through it, it was sticking up and glowed faintly. The shine attracted her and she touched it with a hand.
A loud screech echoed through the room and a golden light blinded her momentarily. Po squeaked and took hiding into her shirt as the room fumbled and the djinn towered over her. It resembled a man with white hair and a beard. He had horns sticking out the side of his head and his gold eyes narrowed to slits like a snake would. He had sharped claws and a set of white webbed wings and a long tail moved behind him. He opened his mouth and speaks.
I am Asmodeus, djinn of truth and ideals! Who dare comes before me?!
His deep voice boomed throughout the room and Syria trembled at the behemoth before her.
Djinn. Asmodeus. She's heard that name before, she is sure of it, yet she couldn't speak with him staring down so intently at her like this. She swallowed, it scared her a bit.
Sitri's necklace glowed and Syria was grasped in his hand as he took his form. Po squaked as he was crushed and scurried up to her head.
"Ah, Sorry to interrupt, but I think you'll need us here for this little miss."She looks up to see a strange man with Yunan sitting on a staff. His hand was pointed and his eyes were glowing. "We're in a hurry, it isn't safe to be here now."
Note: I've go to end it here! I so sowwy
To Guest: Po is kinda based off Ao from Akatsuki No Yona, except Po is male and is more along the lines of a ferret, I wanted to make his a Lemur but I can't decide.
To UnicornAkashi: You are being paranoid! Seriously I think that theory is a bit overused in fanfics
To Guest: I think he'd faint and try to kill Yunan, but sadly I have plans for Yunan in the future when it comes to a partner ;) It won't be Syria.
To Soleil-Angel: Thank you! I'm happy you like~! Sadly I've already picked who I would Match Syria with, I think Kouen would be quite funny to pair her with, he's just to serious to me and Syria seems like a free spirit (hint, hint) but thank you for the suggestion!
My gosh so many reviews! Thank you, keep them coming! The make me remember I have to finish writing this and not abandon it! Also looks forward to some more OCs~ Bye~.
