Chapter Seven
By Amythest Stone
Here you go! Second to last chapter!!!! Well, anyway! Hope you enjoy it. Thank you everyone who reviewed. It's almost over!
It was raining hard. It started very suddenly. Rain poured down over my shoulders and down my back. It soaked everyone near by. Silently, I wished that Senna would melt in it. Wouldn't work no matter how much I wished. I tried to get my mind off it and onto the battle. David charged again and I blocked the best I could. I could feel my shoulder bleeding again. The blood was oozing down my shoulder and mixing with the water.
Parry, thrust, block, thrust, thrust, lunge, parry.
All around me battle raged. Senna was controlling the entire hunting group. They were all over Tinao, Jalil, Christopher and April. Naturally, they weren't hurting the last three. Senna wanted them for something. Obviously, she wanted them in one piece. Tinao, on the other hand, was getting beaten bloody. But wasn't getting killed either. I was the only one she wanted dead.
Thrust, parry, block, block, block….I couldn't hold them off much longer. David was good with the sword as was Nahmeo and added with Senna's strength and will I had no chance. Against them. But since Senna was wrapped up with controlling everyone, maybe just maybe…..
I blocked David's blow and sent him backwards with a bit of magic. I didn't want to hurt him. I couldn't care less for Nahmeo. He was already down for the moment though. I dropped my sword and stood still. Now or never. I gathered the magical energy around me again and cupped my hands. Light gathered in them. It was the purest white color, hovering in a small ball in my cupped hands. I carefully took aim and threw it at Senna. She was too wrapped up to notice until it hit her. She didn't shriek, she didn't yelp. She looked surprised. Then she laughed.
"What was that supposed to do?" She taunted. "Was it supposed to hurt me?" I grinned weakly and shook my head.
"No." I smiled. "But, I command you to make everyone to stop attacking." It had worked. I knew it. Her face screwed up and she looked at me defiantly. She couldn't stop herself though. All the people under her control suddenly stopped moving and dropped their weapons. Tinao and the other three looked relieved. I looked back at Senna with a smile. "Kneel." She obeyed only because she couldn't help herself. I pressed Mythil to her neck, drawing a slight amount of blood. Mythil glowed light amber. "Give me a reason not to kill you right now." She didn't have any but she smirked which unsettled me.
"I have no reasons Dameon." She hissed. "But, would you like your friends to remember you as a killer?" I looked over at the others. No, I didn't want them to remember me that way. I wanted them to remember me as they knew me before we arrived here. I took my sword away.
"Go then. Go far away from here and don't ever harm your grandfather or gods help me, I don't care what the others think of me. I'll kill you." She stood and faded away laughing. Everyone who was under her control suddenly came back. David stared at his sword. He was confused as was the hunting party. Nahmeo on the other hand didn't care. He charged at me.
It was like slow motion. He came at me and slashed. I tried to block and did. He aimed for my heart but I reflected the blow enough to not make it deadly immediately. Great, I could die in agony. He caught my chest, slanting the sword upward, so a shiny point stuck out of my back. He ripped it out roughly and I dropped to my knees. No pain, numb. He went to do one more blow, death blow. David advanced to stop him but he would never make it in time. But something did stop him. I wasn't quite sure what because I passed out.
"Oh, shit." Christopher cursed and he went to stop Nahmeo even though we all knew he would never make it. Jalil and I were close behind. David was going at him too. None of us would make it. Nahmeo's sword went down but never touched. A light came down upon him, and he let out a shriek as he stumbled back.
The light hovered over Dameon. Slowly, it began to change. It shaped into a person bit by bit. Color began to add to it. It was a woman with flowing black hair. She was beautiful, with pale skin that glowed with its own light. She wore a light blue dress that flowed around her and billowed in the non existent wind. The rain didn't affect her at all. Her eyes looked around. They were large, grey eyes. Very familiar eyes. Tinao stepped next to me. Everyone had stopped to stare at her.
"Don't go near him." Tinao said. I snapped out of my daze. Dameon was lying on the ground bleeding. Again.
"But-" I started but his stern look stopped me. All I could do was watch helplessly. The woman stared at Nahmeo with large, sad eyes. She then turned those eyes to David, who immediately lowered his own. Then she looked at Jalil, Christopher and me. I couldn't look into those eyes. I lowered mine as well. She then turned her stare to Tinao. He looked into her eyes, his own filling with her sorrow. He shook his head and sighed. She then looked at the hunting party. Every last one of them threw themselves on the ground. Was she the Goddess?
She then turned her eyes to Dameon and gasped. She dropped to the muddy (and now bloody) ground. Lifting him into her arms, she let out a sob. She hugged him to her and cried, tears pouring down her beautiful face.
"My child." She sobbed, burying her face against him. "My child." Her voice was like a bell. She reminded me of an angel. Tinao gave us a warning hand before stepping forward. He walked over and knelt next to her.
"No, Celestial, no." He said gently. "Not your child. He is not yours." He wiped the tears from her face. "Not your child." She turned a tear stained face to him.
"MY child." She hugged him tighter and cried harder. "My child. My gift."
"Not your child, Celest." Tinao said almost harshly. "He is not your child. You took him from his world and brought him here because he was right for the job, unlike your child." She didn't listen. She stared at Dameon, instead.
"Mine." She said softly. "My child. Dead. My gift. My people. No love. Why?" She looked up with soft, sorrowful eyes. "Why? Why no love my child, my gift?" She was directing it to Nahmeo. He stood, stunned, unable to answer. I slowly began to edge forward. Tinao looked up threateningly. I gave returned him with a savage look.
The Goddess stood up, easing Dameon gently to the ground. She continued to stare at Nahmeo. "Why? No answer? Why no answer? Why such hate?" She asked. Her language was broken. Nahmeo had no answer. He dropped to his knees.
"Celest." Tinao stood up next to her. "Celest, he doesn't know. He has no reason. Your people are not the same people who requested for a messiah. Your people are old and weary. Maybe it is time." She turned to him and hugged him sobbing. He hugged her back and stroked her hair. He looked at me and nodded to give me permission to go to Dameon. "Celest, he's dying. He has a right to know, he has a right to choose." She looked up at Tinao and nodded slowly.
"Time to leave. Time to end." She said softly. She gazed into his eyes. "Still love me?"
"Yes." He responded. "I always will, Celest. Even when you are gone." She smiled and her face changed from sorrow to peace. She kissed him gently on the forehead before moving away. She glanced down once more at Dameon and then raised her hands up above her head. She began to glow once more in the pure white light. She slowly lowered her hands and pointed to Nahmeo. He stood, petrified, as the light slowly made its way towards him and enveloped him. When it was gone, so was he.
She did this several more times to all of those in the party and then turned. "My people will go." Her English was unbroken now. "As will I. Apologize to him for me, Tinao. Explain to him. I will give him the choice." The last word echoed through the air and she slowly faded from sight.
I snapped from my daze and ran over to Dameon. He was lying, perfectly still, right where the Goddess had put him. This Goddess named Celestial. I dropped to my knees, unlike her the mud soaked my clothing as did blood.
"Dameon?" I asked, panicking. "Dameon?" His chest was barely rising and falling and with each breath more blood expelled from new and reopened wounds. Jalil was next to me all the sudden and he was shaking his head. He knew as well as I did. Dameon was dying and there was nothing that we could do, this time to save him. Someone put a comforting hand on my shoulder and I looked up to see Christopher standing next to me. He was gnawing on his bottom lip, for once in his life at a loss for words. David knelt on Dameon's other side and went to grasp Mythil. I knew what he was going to do. We had seen it in our wanderings. Men in this world died with their weapon with them. His hand had almost reached the hilt when someone snatched it. Dameon looked at us all through hazed black eyes. They almost looked grey because of how glazed they were.
"Don't touch it." He rasped. "It's not," he coughed, "friendly to strangers." He gave David a weak smile before grasping Mythil himself. Tinao was still standing in the same place, staring off into the distance where the Goddess had been.
"Dameon, you hang in there, you'll be okay." I said, biting my lip. He chuckled weakly.
"Nah, good try." He replied. "I'm not knocking at deaths door. I'm doing a tap dance in the hall and waltzing right in." He coughed and flinched in pain. Christopher squatted down.
"You just pulled a me." He commented. Dameon gave him a smile. His breathing was getting more labored.
"Well, fun traveling with you all." His voice was a bare whisper. "Never really traveled with anyone before, then again when you are in my type of business you make enemies not friends." He shivered and his lids drooped. "Where ever I end up, I'll save you a seat. Unless its hell, then I'll request for you to be sent somewhere else." Tinao had snapped out of his daze and shook his head clear. He ran over and dropped down next to David.
"Dameon, listen to me-" He began.
"Christopher," Dameon was not paying any attention, "Take good care of her or else." Tinao was antsy.
"Dameon," Dameon spent what ever strength he had left turning towards his old friend. "*Lytte til mig, følge mit stemme, jeg skulle forklare all." Dameon took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Then he died.
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short chapter. Gomen nausi. I just couldn't stretch it. It would've made it stupid. Ah, now for translations. If you know the language I'm sorry about the sentence structure. If you don't, I'm not telling you which language it is because then you can look it up sentence structure wise. But here's the translation:
Listen to me, follow my voice, I will explain everything.
Well, anyway, I have mostly decided that there will be one more chapter! ^___^ one mas. Isn't it sad? He's dead! I killed him!!! *slaps self* stupid me. Well, all will be explained next chapter!!! ^_______________________________^ Review please!
By Amythest Stone
Here you go! Second to last chapter!!!! Well, anyway! Hope you enjoy it. Thank you everyone who reviewed. It's almost over!
It was raining hard. It started very suddenly. Rain poured down over my shoulders and down my back. It soaked everyone near by. Silently, I wished that Senna would melt in it. Wouldn't work no matter how much I wished. I tried to get my mind off it and onto the battle. David charged again and I blocked the best I could. I could feel my shoulder bleeding again. The blood was oozing down my shoulder and mixing with the water.
Parry, thrust, block, thrust, thrust, lunge, parry.
All around me battle raged. Senna was controlling the entire hunting group. They were all over Tinao, Jalil, Christopher and April. Naturally, they weren't hurting the last three. Senna wanted them for something. Obviously, she wanted them in one piece. Tinao, on the other hand, was getting beaten bloody. But wasn't getting killed either. I was the only one she wanted dead.
Thrust, parry, block, block, block….I couldn't hold them off much longer. David was good with the sword as was Nahmeo and added with Senna's strength and will I had no chance. Against them. But since Senna was wrapped up with controlling everyone, maybe just maybe…..
I blocked David's blow and sent him backwards with a bit of magic. I didn't want to hurt him. I couldn't care less for Nahmeo. He was already down for the moment though. I dropped my sword and stood still. Now or never. I gathered the magical energy around me again and cupped my hands. Light gathered in them. It was the purest white color, hovering in a small ball in my cupped hands. I carefully took aim and threw it at Senna. She was too wrapped up to notice until it hit her. She didn't shriek, she didn't yelp. She looked surprised. Then she laughed.
"What was that supposed to do?" She taunted. "Was it supposed to hurt me?" I grinned weakly and shook my head.
"No." I smiled. "But, I command you to make everyone to stop attacking." It had worked. I knew it. Her face screwed up and she looked at me defiantly. She couldn't stop herself though. All the people under her control suddenly stopped moving and dropped their weapons. Tinao and the other three looked relieved. I looked back at Senna with a smile. "Kneel." She obeyed only because she couldn't help herself. I pressed Mythil to her neck, drawing a slight amount of blood. Mythil glowed light amber. "Give me a reason not to kill you right now." She didn't have any but she smirked which unsettled me.
"I have no reasons Dameon." She hissed. "But, would you like your friends to remember you as a killer?" I looked over at the others. No, I didn't want them to remember me that way. I wanted them to remember me as they knew me before we arrived here. I took my sword away.
"Go then. Go far away from here and don't ever harm your grandfather or gods help me, I don't care what the others think of me. I'll kill you." She stood and faded away laughing. Everyone who was under her control suddenly came back. David stared at his sword. He was confused as was the hunting party. Nahmeo on the other hand didn't care. He charged at me.
It was like slow motion. He came at me and slashed. I tried to block and did. He aimed for my heart but I reflected the blow enough to not make it deadly immediately. Great, I could die in agony. He caught my chest, slanting the sword upward, so a shiny point stuck out of my back. He ripped it out roughly and I dropped to my knees. No pain, numb. He went to do one more blow, death blow. David advanced to stop him but he would never make it in time. But something did stop him. I wasn't quite sure what because I passed out.
"Oh, shit." Christopher cursed and he went to stop Nahmeo even though we all knew he would never make it. Jalil and I were close behind. David was going at him too. None of us would make it. Nahmeo's sword went down but never touched. A light came down upon him, and he let out a shriek as he stumbled back.
The light hovered over Dameon. Slowly, it began to change. It shaped into a person bit by bit. Color began to add to it. It was a woman with flowing black hair. She was beautiful, with pale skin that glowed with its own light. She wore a light blue dress that flowed around her and billowed in the non existent wind. The rain didn't affect her at all. Her eyes looked around. They were large, grey eyes. Very familiar eyes. Tinao stepped next to me. Everyone had stopped to stare at her.
"Don't go near him." Tinao said. I snapped out of my daze. Dameon was lying on the ground bleeding. Again.
"But-" I started but his stern look stopped me. All I could do was watch helplessly. The woman stared at Nahmeo with large, sad eyes. She then turned those eyes to David, who immediately lowered his own. Then she looked at Jalil, Christopher and me. I couldn't look into those eyes. I lowered mine as well. She then turned her stare to Tinao. He looked into her eyes, his own filling with her sorrow. He shook his head and sighed. She then looked at the hunting party. Every last one of them threw themselves on the ground. Was she the Goddess?
She then turned her eyes to Dameon and gasped. She dropped to the muddy (and now bloody) ground. Lifting him into her arms, she let out a sob. She hugged him to her and cried, tears pouring down her beautiful face.
"My child." She sobbed, burying her face against him. "My child." Her voice was like a bell. She reminded me of an angel. Tinao gave us a warning hand before stepping forward. He walked over and knelt next to her.
"No, Celestial, no." He said gently. "Not your child. He is not yours." He wiped the tears from her face. "Not your child." She turned a tear stained face to him.
"MY child." She hugged him tighter and cried harder. "My child. My gift."
"Not your child, Celest." Tinao said almost harshly. "He is not your child. You took him from his world and brought him here because he was right for the job, unlike your child." She didn't listen. She stared at Dameon, instead.
"Mine." She said softly. "My child. Dead. My gift. My people. No love. Why?" She looked up with soft, sorrowful eyes. "Why? Why no love my child, my gift?" She was directing it to Nahmeo. He stood, stunned, unable to answer. I slowly began to edge forward. Tinao looked up threateningly. I gave returned him with a savage look.
The Goddess stood up, easing Dameon gently to the ground. She continued to stare at Nahmeo. "Why? No answer? Why no answer? Why such hate?" She asked. Her language was broken. Nahmeo had no answer. He dropped to his knees.
"Celest." Tinao stood up next to her. "Celest, he doesn't know. He has no reason. Your people are not the same people who requested for a messiah. Your people are old and weary. Maybe it is time." She turned to him and hugged him sobbing. He hugged her back and stroked her hair. He looked at me and nodded to give me permission to go to Dameon. "Celest, he's dying. He has a right to know, he has a right to choose." She looked up at Tinao and nodded slowly.
"Time to leave. Time to end." She said softly. She gazed into his eyes. "Still love me?"
"Yes." He responded. "I always will, Celest. Even when you are gone." She smiled and her face changed from sorrow to peace. She kissed him gently on the forehead before moving away. She glanced down once more at Dameon and then raised her hands up above her head. She began to glow once more in the pure white light. She slowly lowered her hands and pointed to Nahmeo. He stood, petrified, as the light slowly made its way towards him and enveloped him. When it was gone, so was he.
She did this several more times to all of those in the party and then turned. "My people will go." Her English was unbroken now. "As will I. Apologize to him for me, Tinao. Explain to him. I will give him the choice." The last word echoed through the air and she slowly faded from sight.
I snapped from my daze and ran over to Dameon. He was lying, perfectly still, right where the Goddess had put him. This Goddess named Celestial. I dropped to my knees, unlike her the mud soaked my clothing as did blood.
"Dameon?" I asked, panicking. "Dameon?" His chest was barely rising and falling and with each breath more blood expelled from new and reopened wounds. Jalil was next to me all the sudden and he was shaking his head. He knew as well as I did. Dameon was dying and there was nothing that we could do, this time to save him. Someone put a comforting hand on my shoulder and I looked up to see Christopher standing next to me. He was gnawing on his bottom lip, for once in his life at a loss for words. David knelt on Dameon's other side and went to grasp Mythil. I knew what he was going to do. We had seen it in our wanderings. Men in this world died with their weapon with them. His hand had almost reached the hilt when someone snatched it. Dameon looked at us all through hazed black eyes. They almost looked grey because of how glazed they were.
"Don't touch it." He rasped. "It's not," he coughed, "friendly to strangers." He gave David a weak smile before grasping Mythil himself. Tinao was still standing in the same place, staring off into the distance where the Goddess had been.
"Dameon, you hang in there, you'll be okay." I said, biting my lip. He chuckled weakly.
"Nah, good try." He replied. "I'm not knocking at deaths door. I'm doing a tap dance in the hall and waltzing right in." He coughed and flinched in pain. Christopher squatted down.
"You just pulled a me." He commented. Dameon gave him a smile. His breathing was getting more labored.
"Well, fun traveling with you all." His voice was a bare whisper. "Never really traveled with anyone before, then again when you are in my type of business you make enemies not friends." He shivered and his lids drooped. "Where ever I end up, I'll save you a seat. Unless its hell, then I'll request for you to be sent somewhere else." Tinao had snapped out of his daze and shook his head clear. He ran over and dropped down next to David.
"Dameon, listen to me-" He began.
"Christopher," Dameon was not paying any attention, "Take good care of her or else." Tinao was antsy.
"Dameon," Dameon spent what ever strength he had left turning towards his old friend. "*Lytte til mig, følge mit stemme, jeg skulle forklare all." Dameon took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Then he died.
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short chapter. Gomen nausi. I just couldn't stretch it. It would've made it stupid. Ah, now for translations. If you know the language I'm sorry about the sentence structure. If you don't, I'm not telling you which language it is because then you can look it up sentence structure wise. But here's the translation:
Listen to me, follow my voice, I will explain everything.
Well, anyway, I have mostly decided that there will be one more chapter! ^___^ one mas. Isn't it sad? He's dead! I killed him!!! *slaps self* stupid me. Well, all will be explained next chapter!!! ^_______________________________^ Review please!