Ch. 9
"Everyone Started Out A Little Insane, But We Learned Pretty Quick, How To Fake It For The Game"
Quote of the Day: "Time is dead and meaning is meaningless!"
- Bill Cipher
Q/A Review Response roguemango: why thank ya! Chiibe the Rebel: yep this world is odd. Taylor Fireheart: Ezra has to stay in Réimse na Souls for a long period of time before he becomes a Permanent, usually he has to stay the whole night until he becomes a Permanent. : La guerra ha comenzado ! ¡y gracias! Intento describir escenas en mi historia lo mejor que puedo. MyDestinyIsWithTheWolves: I hope you had fun at Chuckie Cheese! Guest Marina: I has not seen Bill, but I'll keep a look out for him (gosh darn it Bill) Oh and Fionnabair's name actually means ghost/spirit.
Please no! Besides if you kill me I won't be able to update!
Hope that mouse didn't eat you…
Um, the title I got from an anime called Fullmetal Alchemist (technically I got it from a game based off it, and I really wanna play it) and the idea for Myrna came from Aisling, but some of the story I got the idea from was The Secret Of Kells which is a Celtic movie.
I've heard good things about SAO, I'll try it!
And yeah this does seem kinda animish, with all the over dramatic stuff and feels.
Also, there is some dark themes in this chapter. Just warning you. Disclaimer: I do not own Rebels. ~:~ Myrna's P.O.V
There's someone wrong, I can feel it, there's been an unsettling presence in the air. Like there's a hole in space or someone's been ripped away. The pack feels it too. And it's making them fretful and worried, sometimes they're too worried to go on patrol.
So I decided to confront with Elder Rashad*.
Later that day I transformed into my black wolf form, and entered the old wolf's den, Elder Rashad was a good friend of my parents, he was their mentor, my mentor as well, teaching me how to hunt and fight, he taught me about herbs as well, almost everything I know now is because of him, after all, he was former Alpha. And in a way, he's like a second father, or a grandfather I guess.
Suddenly the old wolf looks up to me, I can see the aging in his once a radiant pure gray pelt, but now it was all ruffled and dirty with white hairs on his muzzle. "Ah, Myrna, what brings you hear? Why aren't you running around the forest?"
I lay down across from Rashad, "Rashad, can't you feel it?"
"Feel what? Leaf-Bare is not arriving yet, it'll be two moons before that."
"No, not the weather. The… ugh, I don't know how to say it… I feel like something's wrong, like someone's unbalanced. It's worrying the pack and making them nervous, and I feel like there's this rip in the balance of nature or something." I shuffled my paws.
"When did this feeling come upon you?"
"About a few hours after the Out… er, Ezra, left. I could still feel his presence after he left but then… nothing, could he be dead?"
Rashad blinked and patted his tail in the ground, in thought, "Tell me, when Hawkeye died what did you feel?"
I frowned at looked at my paws, remembering the little pup who had died at the hands of… them, "I felt a hole in my heart and the air turned cold."
"What do you feel now?"
"I don't exactly, FEEL anything, but I can hear something, a voice."
Rashad nodded, "He is not dead, but you can no longer feel his presence in this world correct?"
I nodded looking back into his dull blue eyes, "Yes."
"And this voice you've been hearing, does it say anything?"
"Yes, I hear it in my dreams. Each time the figure becomes clearer and the voice becomes louder. Last night I saw a white lady, with blue fire circling around her head, but then the fire became red and I could hear her whisper. 'They shall pay,' she she says someone else but I couldn't hear it, and then…" I began shaking and whimpering, it was too much, "I-I saw a castle crumble to the ground, a-and it crushed someone. T-then I saw people, t-they were b-being murdered, t-their heads… their a-arms, their l-legs… all severed off. And the woman was covered in b-blood, and I saw… I saw… her s-standing there with a b-bloody knife… and…" I gripped my head with my paws whimpering louder, "There were… bodies, blood all over them…". Tears welled up in my eyes and flashes of the dreams came before me, soon those flashes were replaced by memories of Hawkeye's neck being snapped by one of those monsters, and Gaina's leg being ripped off, and… Alexi… decapitated.
I howled clenching my eyes shut, no no no! Stop it! Please! I don't want to see it anymore! STOP IT!
Rashad placed a paw on my head and spoke calming words to me, the native poem soothing me, I opened my blurry eyes at looked at Rashad.
"If this happens every time you see blood, perhaps you are not fit to be Alpha."
"No!" I barked bolting straight onto my paws staring right into Rashad's tired eyes, "I've been Alpha for a year now! I'm NOT about to give up that role because of some nightmare!"
Rashad grinned and sat back down, "Good, then perhaps you shall tell me the rest?"
My fur settled down and my teeth weren't bared, and I sat down as well, keeping as calm as I could for now, "Yes. I'm ready." I took a deep breath and continued, "The woman was standing in front of a black gate, it began to open up to a portal, and then behind her I saw the bodies.
Rashad, she murdered children, they were all stabbed to death or worse. And I saw…" I paused and my muscles tensed a bit in anger for what she had down, "I saw Ezra's body among them."
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Áinfean's P.O.V
Right foot, left foot, keep my body lowered, and as I'm moving forward balance is the key. That's what my older brother Robin taught me, I copied the footsteps but each time I felt like I was failing, I grew frustrated and threw the dagger into the wall, luckily no one was there, I huffed and clutched my hair. Why is this so hard? It should be easier, I sigh and pace around the arena the smooth tan marble floor feels cold under my feet there must be some way to master this quicker, if I wanted to win the fight this evening I would have to up my game, I shook my head. I'm a goner. But in the mean time I can… do a thing. I quickly roll up my skirt so that it reaches to my mid-thigh and begin to hum a song and danced along to it as the tune played in my head.
(Begin playing Heidirich's Funeral Song)
I took a slow graceful step forward and twirled a bit before taking a step back and then forwards again. Repeating the same movements for a while.
Forwards. Twirl. Wave arms. Twirl. Forwards. Backwards. Twirl forwards and cross over legs. Twirl. Stretch out leg to the side and twirl. Run around and do a split in the air. Soon the best part came up and I put more feeling in my moves. I spun around in a circle and slowly clapped my hands along to the tune. I began to tap-dance in place as I waved my arms in the air. I twisted my body but remained in the same spot, snapping my fingers until I gave a final twirl with my arms over my head as the song stopped playing in my head. I sat on the floor and breathed slowly, I was calm and ready to continue practice now.
(Later that day)
Everyone gathered at the arena, as it started to change in my "fighting clothes" which was basically just a black jumpsuit and combat boots with gloves. I finally snapped on the black leather gloves and picked up my weapon, a freaking Bo Staff. I'm so dead.
The gates opened and I stepped out into the arena as I faced my opponent. It was the newbie, Ezra. I smirked, this should be easy, sure he may be taller and older but I have an advantage, that would be my knowledge, I've been here longer and I know most of the battle tactics.
I twirl my staff with my hands easily and stomp it into the ground signaling I'm ready. Ezra blinks owlishly at me before realizing what I meant and he took out his weapon. A sword. Aw come on! A sword? Really? He could just slice this thing in half! He slammed it into the ground. The fight has begun.
I circled him waiting to see if he'd take the first move, and he did, he came after me with the sword, I stepped from being slashed by the sword weapon. He came at me with a few more strikes, man, this guy actually knows how to handle a sword and takes it seriously, I just earned some respect for the newbie.
I crouched to the floor and swiped my staff at his legs, he sensed this and leaped over it swinging the sword above my head, just inches away. I rolled over and twirled the staff again, preparing for any more strikes. He didn't come at me. I took this advantage and quickly ran towards him and swiped my staff towards his face, he blocked it with the sword. Luckily the Bo Staff was as weak as I thought and didn't snap or break, I took a step back but swung a surprise side kick into his stomach, managing to knock him off balance as I took another swipe at him with the staff, he swung his sword at it and caused a dent into my weapon. He quickly got back up and slashed his sword at me as I tried to blocked it. Soon my staff snapped in half as I fell backwards onto my butt, Ezra held his blade in front of me with a look of triumph. I hissed and accepted my defeat.
Ezra offered a hand to me but I swiped it away and stood up, brushing off the dust, I noticed a few tears in my suit, not like I cared, I can fix it later. I grumbled, "You did okay, for a newbie."
"I've had practice. You did pretty okay yourself, for an eight year old." He smirked and headed off. I rolled my eyes and picked up my weapons. He may have win this time but next time he'll definitely lose, I'll make sure of it.
~:~ Rashad: Arabic for good guidance Did anyone see the new Gravity Falls episode? GOSH DARN IT BILL, GET BACK ON THE CIPHER WHEEL! Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter, 'cause I rewrote half of it. ~ Paint