Chapter two- straight to the unknown
Part one- Love?
Part two- The Parting
Part three- in dreams
Chapters two part two – The parting
When Sirius awoke, he smelt the faint smell of lavender and morning flowers. He opened his eyes and looked around.
An old woman stood in the far corner. She seemed to be creating some sort of potion. Sirius tried to move but a searing pain spread over his body and he found that he was chained down.
"Ah, your awake! How nice…"
Sirius tried to speak but couldn't find his voice. He struggled for a few moments then found it in him to talk.
"W-who are you?"
"I am Lorelei."
Sirius stared at her.
"Why have y-you brought me h-here?" He stuttered, in pain.
"You, have been messing around with those who you shouldn't be."
"W-what do you me-mean?"
"Cyndall. My niece. You don't know what you have burdened upon yourself"
Sirius didn't know what was going on, but then an idea flickered, and before he could stop himself, he transformed. When he transformed his size reduces slightly, so he could slip out of the chains. Next thing he knew he was racing back to Remus' in such pain that he couldn't see, he could hear her screaming at him and running after him, but eventually, it stopped, and he fell unable to get back up, and fell unconscious.
(A/N no cracking jokes about "I've fallen and I cant get up!" lol)
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It had been two hours. Dumbledore was to arrive soon. Cyndall sat in the Marauder meadow with Coyly and Lutalo curled up beside her, when she heard something… voices in her head.
Get him! Help him! He's in danger! Over there! Go, go, go!
She got up and ran as fast as she could in the direction her instincts told her. Then she spotted him. In the grass lay a large black dog. He was bleeding in a few places but the curse was what worried her the most. She quickly pulled out her wand and made him transform, then put her hands on his chest.
"Quite el encanto que carga a este hombre y conduzca el
echador a mí!"
She said fiercely and suddenly, with a loud pop, an elderly woman stood before her.
"Cyndall. How very disappointed in you I am."
"Why? Because I'm actually relatively happy?"
"No. He is not one of us. Don't be a fool like your mother she--,"
"Don't you dare say anything about my mother! She wasn't a fool, you're a fool!"
"As your trainer, I order you to kill this man. He knows to much and cannot be trusted for what he is."
"What is he? What are you holding against him!"
"He is a Vêem"
Cyndall's jaw dropped. Vêem meant see. One who could see certain things that will be needed in his life. Vêem just happened to be Sogno Lettores worst enemy.
"No…" she choked. "It isn't true…"
"You knew it was true for long before now. You were just denying it. I told you not to fool around with people you don't know."
She remained silent.
"Kill him. Now."
"No." she choked out, then looked up at Lorelei.
"What? Why not?"
"Because. I cannot read his mind. I cannot kill someone I love."
Lorelei's eyes burned with rage.
"Foolish girl! You don't love him! You're distracted! You can too read his mind! You shall pay! He shall too! WATCH YOUR BACK GIRL." And with a pop, she was gone.
Cyndall felt very weak. Lorelei had caused her to use her powers in a strained way. She fell forward to her knees. She crawled over to Sirius who was still out cold. She leaned against a nearby tree and shut her eyes to rest knowing she could do nothing in this condition.
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Dumbledore appeared with a pop next to Remus Lupin, who had just entered the house.
"Dumbledore! Oh, Sirius and Cyndall…" he was out of breath. He had gone after Cyndall to visit Coyly and Lutalo, only to witness something he wasn't supposed to witness.
"I know." Dumbledore said softly. "I have Poppy coming she just needed to get something."
Remus nodded and leaned against a wall to catch his breath. He had run back up to the house to fetch someone but now that wasn't necessary. After a few minutes Madame Pomfrey arrived.
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Sirius stirred. Everything looked fuzzy, but he was thankful the pain in his chest had receded.
He was startled to feel a killer headache coming on and groaned, reaching up to massage his head.
"Ah. Albus he's awake." He heard Madame Pomfrey say. He waited for his eyes to focus and looked around. He was in his own bed. Pomfrey was standing nearby and had just walked out to get Dumbledore who walked in smiling.
"Ah, Sirius, you've decided to join us consciously. Well I suppose you want to ask me something by the look on your face. Go ahead."
Sirius shook his head, not feeling well enough to talk.
"Well, ok then. How are you feeling?"
Sirius sighed. For once in his life he wished everyone would just leave him alone. He began to think about what had happened. What had happened? He thought to himself.
HE looked up to Dumbledore who was still smiling at him.
"What happened?" Sirius asked, his voice hoarse.
"I wouldn't be the one to tell you that. Cyndall might, when she gets over it."
"Over w-what?" Sirius said as he rubbed his head, which felt as though it was splitting open.
"Well, she's been crying almost the whole time and muttering 'It can't be true'. She's calming down now though."
Sirius –who's headache was killing him—didn't notice what Dumbledore had said till Dumbledore left the room.
He sat up. A searing pain spread through his body and he cried out in pain. Apparently they could hear it for Remus came in seconds later to help him.
"Really, I don't think you should be moving…"
"Shove it, Remus." He said, his voice still very hoarse.
Remus raised a brow and stepped away.
"Sorry" Remus said with slight confusion.
Sirius put his face into his hands, his confusion causing his head to pound.
"Can anyone tell me what happened?"
He said, his voice muffled by his hands.
"I can." Remus said. Cyndall didn't know that Remus had seen and heard yet, but Sirius could know.
Sirius looked at him. "You could?"
"I saw what happened after Cyndall found you… she doesn't know but…"
"Just tell me… I'm very confused right now…"
So Remus told him the story—but he purposely left out a certain part where Cyndall said she loved Sirius—Sirius was still totally confused.
"A Vêem? What is that?"
Remus sighed and rolled his eyes. He tossed Sirius the same book that had held the information on Sogno Lettores to him.
"Go to the index and find it."
Sirius skimmed the index and found it. He turned to the page and read—
Vêem
Vêemismn is a type of seer but in a way it is different. Vêems are mostly born under a certain planet alignment. Vêems, like Sogno Lettores, are trained by the oldest living descendant of themselves. They are not allowed to be taught by anyone not related or younger than themselves. Vêemismn is a very rare condition, and often, Vêems get severe headaches resulting in lack of organization and sometimes even lack of sanity—where they will lose track of everything and rely completely on impulse. This only happens if stress is great or the Vêem is sick. Illness is not common with Vêems because of their overactive healing systems, but when they do get sick all of their body loses control and the balance is often shifted causing major difficulties. Though Vêems are similar in many ways to Sogno Lettores and slightly to Magi's, they remain enemies with both of them (Sognos and Magi's)
Sirius stared at it. A wave of pain spread through his head.
He yelled out and grabbed the hair on his head but stopped himself as he realized what he was doing.
Sirius looked terrified. HE stopped himself right then and threw the book to the floor next to him.
Remus had always noticed that Sirius got headaches often but he had thought nothing of it.
This is bad… Remus thought to himself. He had been thinking that all day… but know Sirius was on the verge of losing it.
Remus picked up the book and handed it to Madame Pomfrey who just came into the room.
"He's a
Poppy's jaw dropped and she shook her head. "I'm afraid I don't… This could get very serious if he really is one…"
"HE is. He just nearly lost it in there."
"He did?" Cyndall said. She had just entered the room. "What did he do?"
"Nearly ripped out his own hair… Threw the book on the floor instead."
Cyndall nodded. "I'm glad I studied them and Magi's during my school years." She said as she walked into the room. Remus followed along with Poppy.
--Sirius' POV—
I stared at the wall. Just like when I was in Azkaban. Just stared at the wall. The headache was unbearable. The pain wouldn't go away. It was pure torture to just sit there… but when I moved… the pain was excruciating.
Cyndall walked into the room. I just stared at the wall. She walked into my view. I looked up to her face, which involved movement. I screwed up my face in pain but then I forced it away. She looked to Remus.
"Do you have any type of Muggle pain killers? Those seem to work well in calming down."
Remus shook his head. "Should I go get some?"
"Yes. That's the only thing I know that will help."
She looked back to me. I shut my eyes. It scared me, that normally when she tried to read my mind I would just grin and stare back. But now it was different. She was an enemy… I am her enemy…
But I can change that I won't be her enemy. She won't be mine.
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He shut his eyes. I felt myself losing touch with the world, going into his mind.
I won't be her enemy. She won't be mine.
I pulled back. I didn't want to hear any more. He still had his eyes shut. He reached up and massaged his temples.
'Its funny that I never thought how drastically this would change everything…' I thought to myself.
'He's had this all his life yet when he finds out about it, it seems to get worse…'
It does get worse. I suddenly thought. I remembered when I first found out what I was. It gets worse because you know what's wrong with you and your afraid… Your stressed… it makes it worse.
I looked back at him, as I had been looking out the window. He was glaring at me. I suddenly felt very scared… that he would hurt me. I walked to the door. His eyes followed me.
That night when I went to bed I knew what I must do. Leave. So I did.
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Part 3—In Dreams
Remus awoke with a start. Albus and Poppy had left the day before for they weren't needed anymore, but Remus wished they hadn't. He heard glass shattering. He leapt up and walked straight to Sirius' room. He was holding the broken remains of a vase in his hand… apparently he held it a little to tightly.
"Sirius?" he asked, unsure if he should go any nearer… he had been going into small anger fits lately.
Sirius spun around. He had a large cut on his forehead and blood was coming down his face but he didn't notice. He swayed slightly. Remus walked over and led him to a chair.
"She left." Sirius said. HE seemed very sick. His cheeks were flushed and he was sweating even though it was quite chilly out.
"What?" Remus asked dropping the newly fixed vase so it shattered again.
She was going to tell me how to help Sirius… Was all he could think. His friend was worrying him. He had gotten feverish overnight and after learning that he was a
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--Sirius POV—
When I sat down only then did I realize that I had actually never been sick before…
There had been times when I had a headache and thought I was sick… but now that I feel real sickness I know it wasn't true…
When Cyndall left I and woken up… something about her was helping me… now she's gone…
I feel like shit
I feel like shit that's been trodden on by a million cows with humpbacks.
Where did that come from?
Why am I talking to myself?
See now this is what I mean… this never happened when Cyndall was around…
(AN I was really hyper and in a laughing mood when I wrote that—please note that's like exactly what I say when I wake up and I have a really bad fever—which is Sirius' exact problem!)
Why is Remus staring at me? Crap I'm talking out loud.
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Sirius was talking to himself. Mumbling under his breath but Remus could make it all out.
Suddenly Sirius began laughing… a quite cruel laugh… a vision flashed in Remus' mind of when he saw the Muggle video tape of him after he supposedly 'killed Pettigrew'. The exact same laugh. Remus walked out of the room.
Over the next few weeks Remus strained himself to try and make Sirius get better—he failed. Sirius got worse and worse till he was delusional, then Remus sent for Dumbledore.
Dumbledore replied quickly with an owl.
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Dear Remus,
I'm afraid that this isn't something I could help with, unless we can find another who knows about
-Albus
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Remus sighed. I could lose another friend.
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Part 4-Journal
--From Remus' journal—
5/7
Sirius lost consciousness today. Bad news. But there's good news too. Dumbledore seems to think that he knows where Cyndall is. He's going there first thing tomorrow.
I don't believe this. Sirius has a good chance of dying before Cyndall comes. I can't handle losing another friend. Oh, god, I'm blubbering again. Seems to happen a lot now. I'm alone again. Sirius, even when he was conscious, has been unable to talk for quite awhile before that. Have we been cursed or something? Bad always happens to us—James died. Sirius sent to Azkaban, Peter—I don't care what happened to him—me? Left alone. Here I am alone again. Tomorrows the full moon.
5/9
Dumbledore got a hold of Cyndall. She should be coming today… I hope she's not too late—Sirius has been slowly getting worse. After he lost consciousness he's been getting seizure like attacks and I don't know what's wrong. I hope Cyndall gets here soon… I can't handle all this shit.
5/10
She's on her way here now. She'll be here any moment. Sirius nearly died last night… I don't remember what I did but it saved him…. I haven't gotten any sleep at all… ugh I hate my life.
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Cyndall's POV
I felt so guilty. I thought that maybe leaving would have been good for them. But when I walked into that room and saw Sirius, I felt a lump rise in my throat and my lungs burned for I had been holding my breath.
I feel like bursting into tears now. I can help him, but he's been through a lot—I doubt he'll forgive me.
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Sirius' eyes opened slightly. For the fifth time in his life he awoke with pure pain throbbing in his every limb. The first thing he saw was a beautiful deep violet colored eye staring at him—no… two eyes—Not violet… multi-colored that looks violet—Cyndall!
He groaned and turned his head to look at the calendar.
5/11
The last time he remembered seeing that calendar it had said 5/4.
He felt a gentle hand touch his cheek and warmth filled him, which he had never felt before. He looked up at Cyndall. Her eyes were puffy but no tears were on her face.
She smiled slightly.
"Nice to see you awake and sane"
When Sirius spoke his voice came out hoarse "Remind me never to eat frosting straight from the container."
"Why?"
"I don't know but everything that seems to be a good idea to me turns out bad…"
She laughed at that. HE liked her laugh.
"Also, remind me to give Harry a word of advice about rules."
"I'm assuming you want me to ask what this advice is…?"
"No. But if you want to know…"
"Ok." She said eagerly, liking seeing Sirius talking again.
"Its always good to know the rules, that way you know how to break them properly."
There was a chuckle from the doorway. Remus stood there.
"I remember that one. Where did you learn that one anyway?"
"I didn't learn it—I created it."
"Right"
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Yes, this is a prologue story to an adventure, which I am creating now! This is basically so that you get the idea about what Sogno Lettores and
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