A/N: I just did my grade two theory exam.
DIE PIANO!
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Wish
Chapter sixteen: Wishes
The compound effects between the deaths and travel left her in shock.
She wrapped her arms around her legs and crouched into a small ball; eyes wide and unblinking in a trance. She didn't notice him approach.
"Child." The voice was so calming, so peaceful, so familiar. Her eyesight was blurry, but she focused on the approaching from. "Child." It said again. Then she saw his face.
"What are you?" she asked, bewildered by the foreign face, yet it stirred within her memory. "Are…you an angel?"
"No." He had the resemblance of a terrier, a dog. 'Strange world.' Sara though. "Do you know who you are, girl?" She thought for a moment, distinguishing the difference between herself and the other.
"I am Colubra." She looked into his face, silently asking if he understood, like he could explain why everything had happened because he now knew her name.
"My name is Jajuka."
Realization came in slow waves, her eyelids fluttered as the memories came back.
This was who she was raise by. Who taught her. But more than that…
Sara didn't want to be in control. Her sadness was equal with her own.
She didn't care who was in control. She just wanted answers. For the first time, she was vulnerable.
"They all left me." She stated.
"Who?" he asked - crouching in front of her. The light behind him cast a golden hue to his fur, he seemed aged, and he was canine. Yet so comforting. What was so familiar about him?
"Who?" she repeated - having to remind herself. "They did, my friends, comrades, they were the dragonslayers." She lowered her eyes, needing to focus on the ground to clear her eyes. Another wave hit her.
"Dilandau. Is he alive?" Colubra's love seemed to shine in her eyes as she looked up at him for answers, his face unchanging, yet eyes so warm with love.
"Yes." She nodded, this was good. Some sort of smile returning to her face which she buried in her knees. The silence continued for what seemed like hours, but Jajuka never moved. Knowing she would speak again.
"Where am I?" Some sort of order returned to her thinking.
"Zaibach." She nodded, not even surprised. "Dilandau, is he here?" She asked, in a trance.
"Yes." She rose her head. "Take me to him." Jajuka rose, and turned, with difficulty she stood and followed him.
***
Her clothes hung loosely on her, she felt weak. How long had she been unconscious in that room? As they walked through the illuminated halls, she stopped him when the next thought came to her mind.
"Do you know me?" Jajuka didn't look at her, keeping his face out of her sight.
"She, you, are my sister." Sara shimmered through and took control. Colubra began to cry.
"She loves you." Sara said, she never thought before she said it, it just came. Jajuka clenched his jaw.
"I'm sure, one day, you two will be separated." Sara wanted to ask more, but they continued to walk.
***
"What's wrong with him?" She asked, Colubra had wanted to see him, so took control. The dark room only illuminated by the light from the hall. She watched his chest as he breathed, almost too slowly to notice.
"He's unconscious. Colubra, there's something that needs to be explained to you, to both of you." She turned to him and he closed the door.
"You knew it was me?" Jajuka smiled.
"Your face may be different, but I know my own sister." He lead her into another room.
"What is it about?" The room was stark white, bland, two chairs, one window, and a light. The room seemed depressing, claustrophobic. It fitted what would be said next.
"It's about Dilandau, but it has a lot to do with you and Sara." Colubra quieted, ears acute; he knew who Sara was, he could explain.
"Have you ever heard of Allen Shezar?"
***
'So Dilandau could relate to her better than anyone, and he didn't even know it.' Colubra began to cry, at least he was alive. But why did those bastards, those bastard sorcerers, try to fix their fate? Why her? Jajuka had said because she was considered one of the best warriors they had, but since she hated guymelefs, swords, and was female she was considered dispensable. Jajuka was told she was dead. Now she and him were Dilandau's only men. And soon there was to be a war. Colubra cursed at Gaea.
***
I guess I should've noticed something different about me, I had always gotten those things in life that I had wanted with all my heart. But didn't everyone? Apparently Gaea amplified my powers, come to think of it, I was stupid not to notice before.
That day at my house, I had wished to come to another world. How could something like that come true so literally. True, my heart had wished it, but would the stars really grant such a feeble wish?
My backpack, I had wished it to come for some extra clothes; it had appeared on my dresser. God, how could've I been so stupid? How could've I been so careless?
The attack on Carsio, I had wished nothing would go wrong. There must have been over twenty guards and nurses that never even noticed me.
I had control over Colubra when I wished her to stop. The power was mine. Not hers.
When I had wished to leave the castle in Austuria, Colubra had agreed, 'But not without a fight.' How soon had it been until she was fighting?
But then, Colubra had also made wishes, less drastic, but still…every night Dilandau had visited her, but only when she 'wished' him to. A tear slid down Sara's face.
The parachute's were an answer to the wish to get down without a melef.
But what of when she wished the men good luck?
"Why the hell did it not work then?" She said. She stood.
"WHY THE HELL DIDN'T IT WORK THEN?!" she screamed, the tears overflowing her eyes. She didn't even feel them. It felt like she was being ripped in two in the chest. Her heart was breaking. She collapsed on the floor. "Why didn't it work then?" she mumbled, then fainted.
***
Sara woke up, Colubra emotionally drained, and her own ranting long gone from echoing in the halls. Jajuka watched her from the other side of the room. Colubra was to talk, but Sara wouldn't let her. She had control!
'Oh God. Please work now.' Colubra wanted to stop her, but it was too late. They weren't staying there any longer.
"I wish to be with Folken."
I'm going to Ottawa. My nations capital. Second last chapter folkies, don't forget to review, thank you my faithful readers. Now I must go, I'll be back in *thinks* on saturday. Lots of love!