CHAPTER 13 Spectrum, Part II
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Keshi-sama: Here's the second part of Spectrum. Enjoy!
Iyrael's eyes opened slowly. 'Where am I?" he thought lazily. The Lyracl sat up,dazed eyes searching around him. He was in some sort of room not of Lyracl creation. It seemed to be Hur'Byrtel architecture.
Standing up, he reached for his audio transmitter. The girl must have moved him after their fight. He felt around his ear. He jumped as he felt his hand touch his face. Iyrael moved his hand in front of his face.
Pale white skin greeted him instead of the black gauntlet he had become used to. He quickly subdued a flare of confusion. All of his armor had been stolen and he was instead dressed in some manner of cloth shirt and strange pants.
"Hello," a deep voice said. Iyrael spun around quickly, hand gripping for the knife he usually had at his side. Floating slightly above a stair was a strange shaped yellow... thing.
He stepped forward, ready to fight with anything since his knife was gone. "What are you?" he inquired of the strange creature. The thing floated down another stair before answering, "I, my good Iyrael, am a cat."
Iyrael stiffened. "What is a cat? And how do you know my name?"
The yellow cat floated down the rest of the stairs. "I am what a cat is," he pointed a fingerless hand at Iyrael,"And I am the one who made you."
The Pyrsi stared at him disbelievingly. "You are not the Ylunaylkaen," he said.
The cat floated towards Iyrael, causing him to take a step back. It seemed to sigh. "The Royal Blood still has that smell."
Iyrael's eyes flared. "Are you saying I am of the Blood?! That is preposterous! I am Iyrael Kastyr, son of Mynh Kastyr-Ralylan, not Nilmynavaas!"
The cat gave out a short laugh. "Nilmyna had more than two sons. Your mother is not Mynh, and your father is not Tynuren, but you are Nilmyna's son."
Iyrael took a step forward, growling, "I am not her child!" The yellow cat sighed again, obviously annoyed.
"Nilmyna passed on quite a bit of the Synrlasti stubbornness into you. She is your mother, Iyrael Synrlastivaas. You are the third son."
Iyrael rallied himself against the cat. "The Gyremperess had two sons. Only two! Emperor Kanyl Synrlastivaas and that teyk, Eylmey!"
The cat drew himself up, looking as if he had inflated. This man refused to see sense. Well, he would show him his error.
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Vaera sat watching the Human girl on the monitor in her office. The Dyven-Hel sat on her desk unattended. She had done many experiments, but none had proved the crystal to be anything but an Omni Dyven-Hel.
The girl was drawing again. Most of them were scenes of death or battle. Vaera had asked the Human why she drew such things, but the answer had been the same as the question. "Why do I draw these things?" For a surprisingly clueless girl, it was hard to believe that she was the Ayratyn.
Iyrael had done a wonderful job picking his target. Vaera heard the quiet whine of her door's automatic opening system.
She turned to it to see who would bother her. Her eyes widened in surprise.'Speak of the Vrynau.' "Iyrael... You were supposed to be dead," the old woman said. Iyrael limped into her office, eyes searching across the room.
"It should be plain that I am not, Vaera," he said before his eyes rested on a small gem. His trained eyes could see a tiny flaw in it. A small black dot that did nothing to compromise the rest of the Dyven-Hel sat in the middle.
'A dot is commonly seen in Dyven-Hel as a soul, but this is no soul,' he thought. Iyrael looked at the monitor fused into the wall and saw the girl Vaera had been monitoring. 'Her...' he thought, remembering his torturing of the girl.
"Why are you here?" Vaera broke in. He turned to the old woman.
"I am here to serve the Imperial Throne," he responded.
Vaera took on an irritated look. "I gave you an order. From the Imperial Throne! To not follow it would be treason, and traitors will be dealt with severely. Now, leave me be, Hur'Pyrs-Ureyli," she said, before turning back around.
Iyrael stood there watching her, still as he could be. Vaera looked over her shoulder and exclaimed angrily, "I said leave, Ryk Hyrea!" The former Pyrsi took a step towards her. "I'm calling security," Vaera said, turning to her desk.
She started to press the switch that would summon a team of soldiers to her aid when, suddenly, she felt a sharp pain pierce her spine. Iyrael leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "Traitors will be dealt with severely, Vaera, and you are a traitor."
Vaera felt her legs collapse and she fell to the cold floor. 'Kanyl... I'm sorry...'
Iyrael stepped over her body and released the lock on the girl's room. Picking up the "Dyven-Hel", he left the room hurriedly and entered the room. "OMPF!" he grunted as the girl tackled him to the floor in a hug. 'Lucky for me it was furred,' he thought.
"Vaera! Vaera! Vae- Huh? You're not Vaera." The girl got off of Iyrael, who proceeded to push himself up from the floor. Suddenly. The girl cheered up again, asking, "Who are you? Are you Vaera's friend? Will you be my friend? We'll be the best of friends! We can color pictures, draw pictures... umm... color pictures... that's about it! Well, will you be my friend?"
Iyrael rubbed his head in pain of a sudden headache. "Yes, I will be your friend, if you just leave with me," he said, standing up.
"Okay!" the girl exclaimed, jumping up.
"Alright," Iyrael said ,"Follow me, and don't get sidetracked!" He started off after the girl nodded vigorously. 'First thing first, I need to get some decent equipment,' the Lyracl thought, looking down at the oykane he was wearing.
Grasping the girl's hand he led her towards the armory.
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Yomi opened the door, Tomo following close behind. They scanned the room as they entered. A desk, computer, chair, and closet. "Nothing in here, Yomi. And you were so worried," Tomo taunted, laughing.
"I was not!" Yomi protested, turning to leave after her.
"Whate-" Tomo stopped at the sound of the closet opening. Both the girls turned towards it, guns extended, ready for whatever might be in there. The door creaked open fully, revealing a battered Yukari.
"Yukari-sensei!" Yomi exclaimed, lowering her 10mm.
The teacher walked into the room proper with the two students. She looked relieved at the sight of her students. "It's good to see you two. I thought I was the last person left out here."
Tomo shook her head and then shrugged. "Not the last, but close enough."
Yukari stiffened. "Why do you say that?"
Yomi walked over to the window and pushed the curtains aside. Pointing into the sky, she said, "That thing up there is where the majority of Tokyo's surviving population is."
Yukari walked over and peered out. "They have a space ship?!" she suddenly exclaimed, surprised by this sudden development.
"Yeah, and we had to fight our way off, too," Tomo added. She recounted what had happened to them since the invasion began, starting from when they were split up in the cafeteria.
"And that's how we ended up here. What about you, Yukari?" she asked.
Yukari laughed and pounded a fist into her other hand. "That's all you need to know."
"We should head back downstairs and help the others," Yomi intervened. The three headed back downstairs into the lobby. The dimly lit room was empty, but sounds of movement could be heard coming from the other rooms.
They walked into a room that looked like waiting room, the furniture tossed about as if in a panic. Sakaki turned her head from the medicine cabinet she was looking in. Her eyes widened at seeing Yukari. "Yukari-sensei!" she exclaimed.
"Yep! I'm back!" Yukari exclaimed in response, pointing her thumb at her chest with a smile.
At this point, Osaka and Chiyo walked in from the closet in the corner of the room, carrying a pair of boxes. "Ah, Yukari-sensei!" Chiyo exclaimed as well, setting her box down to run up to her teacher. "I'm so glad to see you're okay!"
Osaka walked up and set the box on a chair. "So the aliens didn't get ya," she said.
Yukari smiled with a sweat drop. "No, they didn't.
Yukari told them of how she had ended up there, though she skipped over Naoko, not even mentioning that the girl had been with her in the first place.
She had just started talking about her run-in with the Lyracl soldiers when the door to the lobby opened to allow Minamo to enter. Yukari sprung to her feet from the chair she had taken a seat in with ,"Nyamo!" The English teacher was excited at seeing her friend for the first time since the crisis had begun.
"I'm glad to see you're safe," Minamo said with true concern.
Yukari grinned. "Like I'd ever let some alien kill me. If I die, I'm going out with a bang!" she announced loudly.
"You will need that attitude if you plan to go against Kanyl."
Yukari spun around, startled by this sudden voice. A pale-skinned Lyracl stood against the back door to the room. Eylmey gripped his shoulder and rolled his arm as he walked to the group.
Tomo stood aside to allow him to get to Minamo. "Thank you," the prince muttered, weak due to his wounds. "May I see the medical supplies?" he asked Minamo.
"Sure," she replied, handing him the first-aid kit. Eylmey thanked her and stepped away from the group to patch his injuries.
Yukari gaped at the Lyracl. He looked back up from working on his arm. "What is so interesting?" he asked.
"You're one of them!" the teacher yelled!
Eylmey continues wrapping his arm. "By birth, yes. By allegiance, I am the leader of the Dryka Mirkat, a society that is against Kanyl and his forces. The girls told you about me, I believe."
Yukari glared at him before turning away. "I don't trust you."
Eylmey shrugged as he tied the wrap. "You don't have to. As long as you don't turn against us, I have no quarrel with you."
Yukari stomped out into the lobby, Yomi following. Osaka glance around. "Are they still after ya?" she asked the Lyracl.
He shook his head. "They should not bother us for some time." Eylmey stood and returned the kit to Minamo before walking out into the lobby as well.
Yukari and Yomi were engaged in conversation when he entered, cutting them off with his presence. The two glared at him as he walked to the entry doors. Outside, he looked up and down the street, looking in case someone had followed him.
Satisfied that he hadn't been followed after all, Eylmey turned to return to the lobby, but the sound of a gravity-drive made him stop.
The ground around him was bathed in shadow, making it darker than it had been with just the clouds. Slowly, he looked up to see something that caused him to sprint into the building. Overhead was a Ravager-class Battleship, the planetary-devastation cruiser.
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Kar-kazan watched the Battleship slide over a Hur'Byrtel tower through his spotter. Growling, he threw the machine out the window and leaped from his hiding place inside a ruined building.
The Tigriza knew that Eylmey was within the ship's target. 'My honor be forfeit if I would let a ship kill my prey,' he thought angrily. Kar-kazan sprinted over piles of rubble and through small buildings on all four legs towards Eylmey's position.
He had left the Lyracl pilot back at the transport. He would obviously return to the Syralri Kurous, but that was of little importance to the Kyshen.
His mind was focused on reaching the Ravager's chosen in time. The hum of the ship's gravity-drive reached his ears. The knowledge of approaching the Lyracl made his hair perk up in excitement.
Kar-kazan sped across the distance in a short time, arriving outside the tower. He charged through the doors, catching the inhabitants of the room by surprise. Eylmey was instantly ready for battle, his sword at his side practically flying to his hand.
Kar-kazan squeezed the minds of the Hur'Byrtel females into a compact space, the psychic energy forcing her down. Hid lips curled back in a taunting smile.
Eylmey ducked down to help the two women into another room, never taking his eyes of the Kyshen. He stepped back out after having led them to safety, Kar-kazan laughed in the rough way of his people. "Do you have any more tricks for me, Lyracl?" he asked.
Eylmey took one step forward, eyes focused on Kar-kazan. "I do not have time for you, but you would most certainly follow us if we were to run," he replied.
The Kyshen growled, his anger taking control. "You have stained my honor as a Kyshen with your trickery! We shall fight fairly here, without technology or psychic power."
Eylmey and Kar-kazan began circling each other. Suddenly, Kar-kazan lunged at the prince with a roar, swinging one mighty claw at him. Eylmey stepped aside and spun himself to continues facing his opponent.
Kar-kazan growled as he turned around. Eylmey took his turn and charged, Kar-kazan standing ready. When he was a pin's distance away from his target, the Tigriza jumped out of the way. With a mighty push, Kar-kazan propelled himself towards Eylmey.
He tore through the air with his claws, meeting Eylmey's back. Eylmey yelled in pain as he fell against the wall.
Kar-kazan laughed as he licked his claw. "With that I have repaid my debt to you. I have no further grudge against you, but orders are orders. You still must die."
Eylmey slid to the ground as Kar-kazan began assaulting his ming with lashes of energy. He could faintly hear the Tigriza laugh as his vision faded.
BMPH!
Suddenly, his energy began to return. Eylmey stood back up shakily. Kar-kazan was groaning on the floor, Minamo standing behind him holding a rock.
"That's payback for what you did to Yukari," she said, dropping the rock to the side. She looked at Eylmey. "Are you alright?" she asked him.
"I am fine," he responded, retrieving Kaesyn from the floor and returning it to its sheath.
"I don't think so. That cut on your back seems pretty dangerous," Minamo observed.
"I will be fine," Eylmey pressed, walking back into the second room. Yukari and Yomi were unconscious in the middle of the floor, still yet to recover from the psychic damage Kar-kazan had caused. "We need to get out of here now," he said.
Chiyo stood from her friend's side. "What's going on?" she inquired of the Lyracl.
Eylmey looked up at the ceiling. "They found us."
Sakaki looked out the window. Her breath caught when she saw the cruiser positioned over the building, cannons aimed down at them. The heat of the charging plasma sucked the moisture out of the air.
She backed out of the window, heading for the unconscious pair. "He's right. We need to leave," she said. The tall girl helped Yomi to her feet, the effect of Kar-kazan's attack wearing off.
Tomo took the place by the window, looking up as well. "Holy crap!" she exclaimed upon seeing the Lyracl creation. She stepped away from the window and started for the door. The rest followed. They broke into a run as soon as they left the building.
They were running over a tunnel bridge when a flash of light blinded them. When it disappeared, a squad of ten Lyracl Aysla'i was revealed.
"Go! Get as far away from here as possible!" Eylmey yelled as he drew Kaesyn.
Minamo walked Yukari to Tomo, who nodded and supported her teacher. "Take care of everyone, Sakaki-san," she said to Sakaki. She turned back to stand by Eylmey.
The prince looked at her out the side of his eyes and said, "If you want to fight, I cannot stop you, but do not get yourself killed here." He drew a knife from inside his cloak and offered it to her.
Minamo shook her head and focused on the soldiers, who had finally noticed them. They could hear the others fleeing the area.
"We need to make this quick," Eylmey said.
"Alright," Minamo responded. She charged at the Aysla'i, yelling with Eylmey at her side. Ducking under a shock-halberd, she punched the wielder in the gut, her knee following close behind. The Aysla flew back a short distance, and Minamo turned with a kick to the side of another's head.
Eylmey parried a sword and elbowed the Aysla in the face. He finished by thrusting Kaesyn through the heart of the Imperial. Another took the place of his fallen comrade. He swung his sword at Eylmey, who failed to defend himself.
The prince hissed with pain as the sword cut open his side. He was saved from the finishing strike by Minamo, who punched the Aysla in the side of the head. She helped him to his feet.
"You'll need to patch that up," she said, turning back to the other six targets.
Eylmey nodded, sheathing Kaesyn. 'Un'shorro would serve me better here,' he thought. The pair charged again. Eylmey twisted around the shock-halberd of an Aysla, grabbed the back of his head, and dropped to one knee, bringing the soldier with him.
The head and knee met loudly, knocking the soldier out. Letting the body fall to the side, he stood and turned to meet his final foe, who he dispatched with a hard strike to his solar plexus.
Minamo ran up to Eylmey. "Let's go!" she exclaimed, turning to start off after the girls. Eylmey followed, panting heavily.
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A long distance away, A Lyracl followed the two through a scope. "There you are, princey," he whispered.
"Seyrn, what's the holdup?!" yelled a Lyracl woman from behind him.
"Nothing, Nyrale," Seyrn responded.
"Just take the shot, boy," said a huge Lyracl man named Kysth.
"Alright, alright! I'll get 'em." Seyrn took aim once more. His finger pressed the trigger when the Ravager used its relocater again. The light through the scope blinded the young Lyracl temporarily, and when the light faded, Eylmey and his Hur'Byrtel companion were gone, a squad of Lyracl soldiers having taken their place.
"Damn," the sniper mumbled as he shouldered his rifle.
"What happened?" asked Nyrale.
"The ship relocated them onto it," he replied.
Kysth stood and cracked his knuckled. "Then we follow."
Nyrale pressed a button on her com-link. "Does he really have to come with us?" she asked, pointing to the restricted Tigriza laying in between them.
"Yes, he must," said Kysth, looking at Kar-kazan with disgust.
Seyrn nodded. "You know the punishment when you desert Kanyl. You better than anyone, Nyrale."
The woman blushed as the light engulfed them.
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The girls were running out of energy to continue. "We need to stop soon!" Chiyo yelled in between breaths. The others agreed, and they stopped running.
Yomi had recovered from Kar-kazan's attack, though Yukari hadn't. "We need to get out of here!" she yelled.
Sakaki shook her head. "We need to wait for Kurosawa-sensei and Eylmey-san."
Yomi suddenly flared up in anger. "Why should we wait for Eylmey?! He's one of them!" she yelled.
Sakaki was unaffected. "Then wait for Kurosawa-sensei." Yomi backed down to the taller girl.
Suddenly, the ground heaved, throwing the girls around. Osaka rubbed her head from where she had hit a wall. "What was that?" she asked.
No one could answer as a thick cloud of dust, debris, and rubble blew at a high speed at them. They were all blown away from the irresistible force the cloud pushed with, separating them. When the dust began to clear, Sakaki sat up with her leg throbbing.
Around her were laying Yomi, Tomo and Osaka. "Is everyone alright?" Sakaki asked, pushing her self up to stand.
Tomo pushed herself up and coughed. "I think I'm okay," she said, coughing again afterwards. 'Note to self: never breathe when inside a cloud of dust,' she thought, coughing up some dirt which had lodged itself in her throat.
Yomi stood on shaky legs and said, "Yeah."
Osaka stuck her arm in the air in a thumbs-up. Sakaki walked over to the spacey girl and helped her out of the pile of rubble she laying. She was rewarded with a hacking cough. "Sorry," Osaka offered, at which Sakaki simply nodded.
The four Humans soon recovered from the blast. Yomi looked around and asked, "Where's Chiyo-chan and Yukari-sensei?"
Tomo shrugged. "Must've been separated in the cloud."
"That's obvious, isn't it?" Yomi said, sighing. "I guess I should have known that."
The group started off, looking for the others. There wasn't much left of the area around the firing zone, so they could see well. They walked quietly for twenty minutes before Tomo stopped. The others turned back to her. "What's the problem, Tomo?" Yomi asked.
Tomo held a finger to lips to be quiets and looked around. Suddenly, everyone heard a soft humming noise that was growing louder. A large shadow began to creep across the rubble towards them.
Osaka looked up at the Lyracl cruiser as it approached them in the sky. A bright flash filled their sight, causing them all to cover heads and close their eyes.
Osaka felt herself turn into many little pieces as the light ceased to exist. To the others, the light eventually faded away. When they opened their eyes, Osaka was gone, and a dead Lyracl was in her place. A sudden pulse threw them to the ground.
Tomo rolled over and looked up at the glowing cannon. She lay down and gave up her fight.
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Translations: Ylunaylkaen – The Creator, god of the Lyracl
Mynh – Sky, name form. Common form – Ith
Nilmyna – Great woman, name form. Common form – Sur'Wass
Teyk – Rat
Vrynau – An imp blamed for annoyances among the Lyracl. Technically, Little Devil
Hur'Pyrs-Ureyli – Lesser Slayer-Guard
Ryk Hyrea – Servant
Oykane – Ceremonial robes worn by high ranking officials when they are buried in the Chamber of the Lost
Un'shorro – A style of hand-to-hand combat developed by the Synrlasti family
Seyrn – Death Bringer, name form. Common form – Jyrdna ken Sarynu (Bringer of Death)
Nyrale – Cloud, name form. Common form – Ryalk
Kysth – Earth, name form. Common form – Taryaen
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Keshi-sama: Woah! Finished! Next begins the final chapters of CotS! Reviews are welcome! Exclamation point!