The Others, Ch. 2
Names of Goddesses and Others:
Ti, the Goddess of Time- Heero
Em, the Goddess of Emotions- Quatre
Meiran, the Goddess of the Gateway- Wufei
Destiny, the Goddess of Fate- Trowa
Trio de Vida, the Goddess of Life- Duo
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In the Goddess Realm:
Trio de Vida flung open the door and stepped inside. As soon as it had slammed shut behind her, it disappeared. She didn't notice. Instead, she was surveying the scene in front of her.
Vida was standing in a huge white room; a little different from the one she had been in a few seconds before.
For example, you could tell that this one had a roof, (even if it was three stories up); walls, (even though you couldn't really see them, you just knew that they were there); and a floor that was a perfect blinding white.
The entire room was filled with hundreds of people, most sitting in front of looms weaving different bolts of cloth with many different types of threads. The bolts of cloth were made up of hundreds of colors, and there seemed to be no definite pattern to the design.
Those that weren't weaving were spinning thread. They had a more focused look in their eye, carefully adding new fibers to their thread, sometimes adding new colors or differently textured thread.
She scanned over everyone in the room, looking for someone. She fixed her gaze on one young boy in particular. He was clumsily spinning a cobalt blue thread.
Vida strode over to him, visibly annoyed, watching his hands move along the thread. He fingers suddenly slipped, and the thread snapped.
"Nooo!" yelled Trio as she dove towards the thread as it slipped into the ground, disappearing as if was being sucked underwater. She shoved the young boy aside and snatched at the thread before it completely disappeared. Too late.
The thread was gone, and Trio watched as the last centimeter sunk into the white hard floor. "No! No, no, no..." She muttered as she sank to her knees staring at the spot where it had gone. 'No' seemed to be her favorite word today. Very carefully she touched a finger to that spot and closed her eyes. And then she, too, was gone.
In the Human Realm:
"Damn it, Heero, you idiot..." Duo sobbed, as he held his best friend.
He had bandaged Heero's wrists as best he could, and was waiting for the ambulance to arrive. They'd said that they'd be there soon, but by then Heero would be...
He snapped himself out of his thoughts and looked at Heero's face. The Wing pilot's eyes were slowly shutting.
"Heero! Stay with me, buddy! Don't go to sleep; stay awake, okay?" He gave Heero a light smack on the cheek. Heero's eyes opened suddenly, and then started to slide back shut.
Vida watched this scene play out with mild interest. The two boys were of course, oblivious to her. She was just waiting for- ah, there it was.
A glowing blue thread appeared out of nowhere and seemed to be running through Heero's back and exiting out through his chest, right where his heart was. The thread stretched for at least 2 meters out in to the air on either side of Heero. It was sliding through him, back to front.
Vida smirked and snatched at the piece coming out his back. Pulling some more thread out from her pocket and began to connect the two strings. She muttered to Heero as she worked.
"So you finally took the plunge, huh? Not like you haven't tried before. If I wasn't here constantly re-twining your life thread, all those careless risks you've taken with you life would have definitely killed you long ago."
She was prattling on and on to calm herself down. As it was, she was so nervous that her hands were shaking and she couldn't get the thread to pull together. "I never would have guessed that you'd be the one to slit your wrists. Quatre was so depressed after the war, feeling so guilty about the all the killings, maybe he would've, but then again, he had Trowa."
She paused for a moment and peered at Heero. "Who do you have, Heero?" His thread began to tug away from her hands, and fresh blood began to seep at the wounds.
She held it firmly and twisted and spun the thread. "And you always seemed to be more the type to shot yourself in the head, too. But no, you had to choose the long painful way, didn't you?" She twisted the thread again, and it began to glow more brightly. She grinned triumphant.
"Yea for me! Another failed suicide attempt! Ya know, Heero, did you flunk out of kamikaze school or something? Because you never seem to die. Or maybe I'm just really good at my job." She grinned. "I think it's 'cause I'm really, really good."
Duo watched as Heero opened his eyes. His own eyes held back tears. "Man, I was afraid you'd given up on me for a second there, Heero." The sound of an ambulance could be heard coming down the street.
"That's my cue to go," said Vida. She pulled at his thread until it was slipped in the opposite direction, front to back. She tied a knot on the front part of the thread to keep it from slipping all the way through. Holding the rest of the thread in her hands, she got ready to pull it back up to the Goddesses' realm so it could continue to be spun.
Duo suddenly looked up, and to his surprise, some one was standing there. She was wearing white pants and a sleeveless white turtleneck. A huge silver cross hung around her neck. Even her hair was white. Her eyes were a blazing green.
And in her hands a glowing thread, the same color of Heero's eyes. He was too startled to say anything.
When he glanced back down at Heero his jaw almost dropped when he saw the same thread she was holding disappear into Heero heart. Should I try to pull it out? he thought.
He looked back up to ask the girl, because he somehow knew that she'd know. But she was gone, and so was the thread. "Duo..."Heero croaked. Duo gave a weak smile and turned his attention back to Heero, temporarily forgetting about the girl.
Vida opened her eyes, happy to be back in the Realm of the Goddesses. For a moment back there, she could have sworn Duo could see her. But that was impossible, no one could see a Goddess unless she wanted to be seen, unless...
"But that's impossible," she whispered to her self; and quickly dismissed the thought.
Now, on to more important things. Like killing Solo for making this whole trip necessary. "I'm going to love hearing your excuse this time, Solo. You're going to be sorry you were ever brought into existence."
She cackled evilly, and when a few people working the looms begun to stare at her like she'd lost her mind, she stalked away to look for Solo. "If I'm insane, it's only because I've had to clean up after Solo for a couple millennia."
All four girls were still playing cards.
Meiran turned to Ti. "Do you think she saved your Other?"
Ti looked up. "Yeah. I'd have noticed if he had kicked the bucket. Do you think we should go calm Vida down yet?"
Em shook her head. "Why bother? She probably just got back and is looking for Solo. Wouldn't want to spoil her fun."
"Solo would probably be grateful if we showed up to save him before Vida kills him."
Destiny cut in. "We never said we'd save the sorry bastard. Only that once she's done with her psychotic moment for the day that we'd step in and prevent her from doing any more damage."
"Besides, she won't really fucking kill the guy. She likes him too much," said Em.
Ti arched an eyebrow. "I really wish you two wouldn't curse. Did you say she likes him? Have you lost your mind?"
"No, last time I checked, I was in perfectly fine mental health. I didn't think you'd believe me about her liking him anyway, though. I'm still right, you know. I *am* the Goddess of Emotions."
Destiny rolled her eyes. Everyone knew Trio de Vida hated Solo. Em was an idiot. "Something more believable might be that Trio won't kill him because then she'd have no one to treat like crap except her underlings, and they're no fun. I'm certainly not going to take any shit from her."
"In any case," stated Meiran, "we aren't going yet. So came we get back to the game?"
And they continued to play, leaving poor Solo to his fate.
To be continued!
Hello! Alexari here! In the next chapter you finally get to meet Solo and find out why Trio hates him so much, and maybe why Heero tried to kill himself. Personally, this was not my favorite chapter to write. It was really hard to describe the scene with Heero's suicide and what the whole thing with his life thread should look like and all that, so I ended up wording it kind of clumsily. Sorry about that. Trust me, you'll enjoy the net one more!
Names of Goddesses and Others:
Ti, the Goddess of Time- Heero
Em, the Goddess of Emotions- Quatre
Meiran, the Goddess of the Gateway- Wufei
Destiny, the Goddess of Fate- Trowa
Trio de Vida, the Goddess of Life- Duo
* * * * *
In the Goddess Realm:
Trio de Vida flung open the door and stepped inside. As soon as it had slammed shut behind her, it disappeared. She didn't notice. Instead, she was surveying the scene in front of her.
Vida was standing in a huge white room; a little different from the one she had been in a few seconds before.
For example, you could tell that this one had a roof, (even if it was three stories up); walls, (even though you couldn't really see them, you just knew that they were there); and a floor that was a perfect blinding white.
The entire room was filled with hundreds of people, most sitting in front of looms weaving different bolts of cloth with many different types of threads. The bolts of cloth were made up of hundreds of colors, and there seemed to be no definite pattern to the design.
Those that weren't weaving were spinning thread. They had a more focused look in their eye, carefully adding new fibers to their thread, sometimes adding new colors or differently textured thread.
She scanned over everyone in the room, looking for someone. She fixed her gaze on one young boy in particular. He was clumsily spinning a cobalt blue thread.
Vida strode over to him, visibly annoyed, watching his hands move along the thread. He fingers suddenly slipped, and the thread snapped.
"Nooo!" yelled Trio as she dove towards the thread as it slipped into the ground, disappearing as if was being sucked underwater. She shoved the young boy aside and snatched at the thread before it completely disappeared. Too late.
The thread was gone, and Trio watched as the last centimeter sunk into the white hard floor. "No! No, no, no..." She muttered as she sank to her knees staring at the spot where it had gone. 'No' seemed to be her favorite word today. Very carefully she touched a finger to that spot and closed her eyes. And then she, too, was gone.
In the Human Realm:
"Damn it, Heero, you idiot..." Duo sobbed, as he held his best friend.
He had bandaged Heero's wrists as best he could, and was waiting for the ambulance to arrive. They'd said that they'd be there soon, but by then Heero would be...
He snapped himself out of his thoughts and looked at Heero's face. The Wing pilot's eyes were slowly shutting.
"Heero! Stay with me, buddy! Don't go to sleep; stay awake, okay?" He gave Heero a light smack on the cheek. Heero's eyes opened suddenly, and then started to slide back shut.
Vida watched this scene play out with mild interest. The two boys were of course, oblivious to her. She was just waiting for- ah, there it was.
A glowing blue thread appeared out of nowhere and seemed to be running through Heero's back and exiting out through his chest, right where his heart was. The thread stretched for at least 2 meters out in to the air on either side of Heero. It was sliding through him, back to front.
Vida smirked and snatched at the piece coming out his back. Pulling some more thread out from her pocket and began to connect the two strings. She muttered to Heero as she worked.
"So you finally took the plunge, huh? Not like you haven't tried before. If I wasn't here constantly re-twining your life thread, all those careless risks you've taken with you life would have definitely killed you long ago."
She was prattling on and on to calm herself down. As it was, she was so nervous that her hands were shaking and she couldn't get the thread to pull together. "I never would have guessed that you'd be the one to slit your wrists. Quatre was so depressed after the war, feeling so guilty about the all the killings, maybe he would've, but then again, he had Trowa."
She paused for a moment and peered at Heero. "Who do you have, Heero?" His thread began to tug away from her hands, and fresh blood began to seep at the wounds.
She held it firmly and twisted and spun the thread. "And you always seemed to be more the type to shot yourself in the head, too. But no, you had to choose the long painful way, didn't you?" She twisted the thread again, and it began to glow more brightly. She grinned triumphant.
"Yea for me! Another failed suicide attempt! Ya know, Heero, did you flunk out of kamikaze school or something? Because you never seem to die. Or maybe I'm just really good at my job." She grinned. "I think it's 'cause I'm really, really good."
Duo watched as Heero opened his eyes. His own eyes held back tears. "Man, I was afraid you'd given up on me for a second there, Heero." The sound of an ambulance could be heard coming down the street.
"That's my cue to go," said Vida. She pulled at his thread until it was slipped in the opposite direction, front to back. She tied a knot on the front part of the thread to keep it from slipping all the way through. Holding the rest of the thread in her hands, she got ready to pull it back up to the Goddesses' realm so it could continue to be spun.
Duo suddenly looked up, and to his surprise, some one was standing there. She was wearing white pants and a sleeveless white turtleneck. A huge silver cross hung around her neck. Even her hair was white. Her eyes were a blazing green.
And in her hands a glowing thread, the same color of Heero's eyes. He was too startled to say anything.
When he glanced back down at Heero his jaw almost dropped when he saw the same thread she was holding disappear into Heero heart. Should I try to pull it out? he thought.
He looked back up to ask the girl, because he somehow knew that she'd know. But she was gone, and so was the thread. "Duo..."Heero croaked. Duo gave a weak smile and turned his attention back to Heero, temporarily forgetting about the girl.
Vida opened her eyes, happy to be back in the Realm of the Goddesses. For a moment back there, she could have sworn Duo could see her. But that was impossible, no one could see a Goddess unless she wanted to be seen, unless...
"But that's impossible," she whispered to her self; and quickly dismissed the thought.
Now, on to more important things. Like killing Solo for making this whole trip necessary. "I'm going to love hearing your excuse this time, Solo. You're going to be sorry you were ever brought into existence."
She cackled evilly, and when a few people working the looms begun to stare at her like she'd lost her mind, she stalked away to look for Solo. "If I'm insane, it's only because I've had to clean up after Solo for a couple millennia."
All four girls were still playing cards.
Meiran turned to Ti. "Do you think she saved your Other?"
Ti looked up. "Yeah. I'd have noticed if he had kicked the bucket. Do you think we should go calm Vida down yet?"
Em shook her head. "Why bother? She probably just got back and is looking for Solo. Wouldn't want to spoil her fun."
"Solo would probably be grateful if we showed up to save him before Vida kills him."
Destiny cut in. "We never said we'd save the sorry bastard. Only that once she's done with her psychotic moment for the day that we'd step in and prevent her from doing any more damage."
"Besides, she won't really fucking kill the guy. She likes him too much," said Em.
Ti arched an eyebrow. "I really wish you two wouldn't curse. Did you say she likes him? Have you lost your mind?"
"No, last time I checked, I was in perfectly fine mental health. I didn't think you'd believe me about her liking him anyway, though. I'm still right, you know. I *am* the Goddess of Emotions."
Destiny rolled her eyes. Everyone knew Trio de Vida hated Solo. Em was an idiot. "Something more believable might be that Trio won't kill him because then she'd have no one to treat like crap except her underlings, and they're no fun. I'm certainly not going to take any shit from her."
"In any case," stated Meiran, "we aren't going yet. So came we get back to the game?"
And they continued to play, leaving poor Solo to his fate.
To be continued!
Hello! Alexari here! In the next chapter you finally get to meet Solo and find out why Trio hates him so much, and maybe why Heero tried to kill himself. Personally, this was not my favorite chapter to write. It was really hard to describe the scene with Heero's suicide and what the whole thing with his life thread should look like and all that, so I ended up wording it kind of clumsily. Sorry about that. Trust me, you'll enjoy the net one more!