Add was confused at the sudden change of Lorna who had defeated Raven without so much of a try. She stood there now, letting go of Add with the lopsided smile still present on her face. It looked more crooked the wider she smiled.
"Tiu elius fratte e praticeit, huh?"
(You are her companion, huh?)
Her smile still wide as she talked.
"Orhis ostendoit quid si hun pekatium, mortale."
(Show her the world for what it is, mortal)
Add, of course, had no idea what she was saying other than he guessed her words had Latin roots. However, they were altered. They didn't seem to belong to Latin entirely and to his surprise, he figured that they were older. Lorna—or whoever she was now—looked at her own wounds and swept them away as if they were dust. The wounds faded away with her touch.
"Hu hu hu…ipias es si fragille."
(She is so fragile)
Lorna gradually closed her eyes and stood with a slightly hunched back. Tears started to trail down her eyes as she opened them, her eyes were dark blue again. The tears were shocking, but what was more shocking, was the deep sorrow within her eyes. A sense of loss Add was all too familiar with gleamed in her eyes and tears. As if still dreaming, her eyes were foggy but radiated emotion clearly that it pierced and hurt.
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The sleepiness finally grasped her as she slowly slipped into sleep. Lorna felt a floating sensation, drifting her off deeper into the slumbering flow of the darkness. Light glowed at the end of the flow, gradually revealing movement inside and colour. An impression of nostalgia and bittersweet happiness reigned the light's glow.
Laughter. Joy. Satisfaction. Time was passing and seeping like an hourglass.
Her mother smiled at her with a smile she adored and held close to her heart. A mother's kindness was everything and it was Lorna's world. Embraced by the golden days of living, even in a world so harsh. Her mother cradled her close as if nothing would ever happen. As if the world would continue on and the Gods would never take this away. It was a world that belonged to the two of them, and the two of them only.
But maybe even that wasn't enough.
Her mother cried alone on the table. Her warming smile was nowhere to be seen and everything seemed dark. She just cried and sobbed and gasped, all alone. Lorna watched on, too confused and too afraid to act. It was something she saw every now and then, but her mother would never cry in front of her. Not intentionally. She always smiled and kept Lorna close as if she was everything to her. A child without a name, but a child with love. Enough love that a name wasn't necessary.
But love could be so easily vanquished and abandoned.
The coldness seeped into the child's bones. The harshness of the wood seemed to mock her. Her mother showed neither happiness, or sadness. The child was scared, afraid, despairing and alone. Just like her mother had been when she cried alone. Crimson blood painted the floor beneath her, cradling her like death's embrace. Gone, forever gone. Tears would flow like a river, becoming one with the sea. She knew one absolute thing as of her mother's death. I've lost my home. Everything, I've lost it all.
Pulled out from her memories, she opened her eyes again to a life that brought her her sorrow. Her eyes didn't seem to want to accept the world that spread around her, but it always did without fail. You are back…again. You have returned…once more. Harsh truth pierced deeper than her dreams. Alas, she has returned.
She woke standing and realised that she wasn't in the ship. Her body did not hurt like it did before, but the numbing pain underneath her skin slowly pulled her to reality. With a swipe of her hands, she wiped her tears away like she did on most nights after a sad dream. Her dreams were always sad, a nightmare that continued night after night like a war that waged on forever. Of course, she never won it.
"Where…are we?" she managed to ask. Her voice still held on to the tears that had fallen so it trembled.
"Outside the airship," he answered, eyeing her suspiciously. "After you had defeated Raven."
An expression of surprise and shock was painted across Lorna's face just then. Eyes widened as she looked behind at the burning airship. The creaking metal sounded as it fell through the air below, exploding as they whacked into each other and whistled down to the sea.
When was the last time this happened to her? She remembered faintly, but this scene of destruction did not leave her shaken. It slightly surprised her that the destruction seemed more collateral.
"Seems like you don't remember what you did," he sighed. Whoever took hold of Lorna had shown itself before, back in the inn. There was someone lurking within her and that much was clear. So why was it that Lorna seemed unknowing of it? How long has she had this? It didn't seem to present any danger against him, or Lorna herself. "Did something happen while you blacked out?"
Lorna stayed silent for a bit before responding quietly, "I had a dream."
Add frowned and questioned her, "A dream?"
She looked like she would burst into tears again, but she held it in.
"A dream from the past. I'd rather not talk about it."
"That's more than fine. Well, since we got rid of the mercernary pest. We should be on our well forth to the Altera Core. Wasting our time here and waiting for night to fall is unwise."
Lorna nodded and summoned her two drones: Nico and Rae. The familiar whirring of the two drones somewhat calmed her and she regained her normal composure.
Add put on a Cheshire grin. "Let's go gather some fucking data, shall we?"
A/N: And that's the end of the chapter~! oWo Please review/favourite/follow/share~if ya like this fanfiction so far.
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ScorchedEarth82800: Hahah yep. No one messes with a yangire Lorna. Also, it's not really her awakening. Her awakening is actually Level 3 - Elimination Rebirth. She glows a bit, but this appearance is only visible if someone is in awakening too. Her awakening energy is very dense. Her yellow eyed-ness, as you can see in this chapter, is different.