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Speech Key:
"The" – Oral/Normal Speech
'The' – Thoughts
PLEASE READ BEFORE BEGINNING CHAPTER!
AN: Hi, sorry for the late update, but professors aren't exactly the nicest when it comes to homework or projects. Besides that, I have some other responsibilities that I need to take care of, so all in all, I'm just a big old happy ball of stress.
Anyway, I hope you all like this and please remember to review, but if you've nothing polite to say then don't bother saying anything at all!
~A Match of Two Souls~
oO-So it Begins-Oo
'I believe Presea and Sierra, but…can I really get my sword back?' Hikaru thought as she sat waiting for the younger Pharle. Ruby eyes blazed with determination. 'I want to fight to save Cephiro, to protect it and everyone here! I will get my sword back; I will fight with Rayearth again no matter what!'
"PuuPuu! PuuPuuPuu?" Mokona chirped, starling the teen as he bounced into her arms. "WA—Mokona? What are you doing here?"
"He wanted to stay with you through this," Sierra spoke as she entered the room. "I knew how worried he was, so I let him in."
"Even though I told her not to let that troublemaker in here," Presea grumbled, pulling the door shut behind her. "That white ball of fluff is just going to cause a world of trouble, I just know it!"
"Puu~" Mokona cooed at the older Pharle in a sly tone. His ever unchanging face even managed an expression to match.
"Why you—!" Presea's eye twitched as she stomped towards the long-eared creature in Hikaru's arms.
"Ah, Presea!" The younger Pharle grabbed her sister around the waist to stop the impending murder of Mokona. "None of that now! You remember what we came here to do, right?"
"Boil that thing in oil and serve him on a platter!" Presea growled, a dark aura rising around her.
"I-I don't think Mokona would like that!" Hikaru giggled nervously, inching back from the angered Pharle.
"Presea! We're here to revive Hikaru's sword!" Sierra whined. "You can play with Mokona all you want when this is all over!"
"Oh, right," the elder Pharle remembered, her desire to punish Mokona disappearing immediately. "I almost forgot!" she chuckled.
Sierra and Hikaru slumped to the ground tiredly. "Presea…"
~AMatchOfTwoSouls~
"Is your heart truly prepared for this, Hikaru?" Sierra asked, as she took the younger girl's hands in her own. "Remember that once we begin, there is no turning back."
"I'm positive!" Hikaru nodded.
"Then relax," the younger Pharle said softly, a mesmerizing lilt to her voice. "Trust me…" She unclasped her outerwear to reveal a Grecian-styled dress exactly like Presea's. "Remember, your Will determines everything. Keep your wish in your heart, and believe in it with everything you have."
Long tendrils of fabric danced around the Pharle and Knight as the latter fell into a sleepy trance. The ribbons of fabric wound around Hikaru as they lifted her off the ground, a pale-cream glow overtaking her form.
'And so it begins…I wish you luck, Hikaru,' Sierra thought with a grim expression.
Adieu,
TsukiyoTenshi
