Separation (Part 3)

Here stands the third part! (said in a Shakespearean tone) This is it, sorry it took so long to get out but I've been busy. I like to add this before you start reading. REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!!!!

Separation (Part 3)

The man paced back and forth, stopping every now and then to glare at the women standing next to a large wooden table overflowing with paper. The man stopped and placed his hands on his hips, "Well where is she?" he demanded. The women sighed as she looked over the sheets of paper again; she turned and moved towards a small stand in the middle of the room. Sitting on this small stand was a fair sized purple crystal, the soft purple light it was radiating pulsed slightly as the women neared.

The women brushed her long, golden brown hair behind her ear and peered into the crystal. The man stood and watched, his toe tapping as he sneered at the women. "Well?" he demanded again. The women glanced up from the crystal, "I'm not sure, something threw the calculations off," she said quietly, while avoided the man's eyes.

"What?" the man yelled, his face contorting with angry. "I thought you said it was all planned out, she should be here." The women ducked her head, and she stepped away from the crystal, "It's like something else was picked up, but I don't know what. The transport was successful, the girl is somewhere nearby Your Majesty."

The man watched her suspiciously, "Very well, I'll send out scouts," he reached a hand out and gently touched her face, and her eyes skilfully avoided his. His fingers tightened painfully and the women stifled a gasp of pain. "If I find out you lied to me you know what will happen, Sorceress." The man released her and stalked out, leaving the women alone in the room. The women's eyes rose as she watched the man leave the room, and they burned with anger and overwhelming hatred.

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Hitomi stirred, and let out a low moan. She stretched her hand out and felt harsh grass. Her eyes jerked open and she pushed herself to her knees. "Where am I?" she mumbled, a large expanse of grassland stretched before her, a breeze whispered by, causing something to tickle her face. She rubbed the spot and something tumbled to the ground. Hitomi gasped as she picked up the veil, "Van," she whispered as her memory came flooding back.

The veil fell from her hands, as she reached down to touch her wedding gown, now all torn and tattered. "What happened?" The light, it was that goddamn light, the one that had felt so different. Hitomi's eyes wandered up to the sky and she let out a relieved sigh. The Mystic Moon hung overhead assuring her that she was still on Gaea. There was still a chance she might find Van, but first she needed to find out where here was.

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Van climbed to his feet, swaying until he regained his balance. With a curse he pulled of the top layer of his robes, and tossed it on the ground, leaving only the lighter under robe. He looked at the tall trees surrounding him and swore again. "Where the hell am I?" he grumbled, but that wasn't what was really worrying him, "Where are you Hitomi?" His voice dropped down to a whisper, he remembered being taken by the light, and he had a vague recollection of being separated from Hitomi. But he had a feeling she wasn't that far a way, he just needed to find her.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, his mind wandered as he tried to find Hitomi. He grew frustrated as he search turned up nothing, his mind turned to the day he had promised her that they wouldn't be separated. A shock ran through him, and he turned to the north.

A trill ran through his body, he knew where she was now and nothing would stop him from finding her. He began jogging north. A light breeze brushed past as his jog turned into a full out run.

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Hitomi grumbled as she walked, her wedding dress tangled around her feet, and the train had been left behind a mile back. She was moving south, she had a feeling that that was the direction to go and she had learned a long time ago to trust her feelings.

While she walked, she thought about the beam of light that had brought her here, she was trying to pinpoint the differences she had felt that made her so sure it wasn't the same light that transported her from the Mystic Moon to Gaea.

She ticked off the differences on her hand as she walked through the long grass. One, the light was purple, two, it had a weird feel about it, and three, it had happened without her wish. Before the light as always came as a request or a need, Hitomi just couldn't understand what had triggered the light.

Hitomi sighed and she clenched her fist, it wasn't fair for her to be taken from Van on their wedding day, hadn't they done enough already, didn't they deserve to be happy. She rubbed her forehead, and gingerly touched her hair; it was a mess now barely resembling the gorgeous bun it had been earlier.

Hitomi was still walking when a cloud of dust off to the right caught her eye. She turned to look and realized that it was a group of riders. Hitomi was hesitant, the men could be somebody helpful or they could be a group of bandits out to cause trouble. She decided to go with the safe route, ducking down in the grass she attempted to hide. The sound of hoof beats neared and Hitomi crouched down lower. The hoof beats passed and she slowly raised her head above the top of the grass.

She could see the retreating backs of the group but for some reason it looked smaller then before. A cough from behind caught her attention and she slowly turned to find herself facing the rest of the riders. They were dressed in well-maintained armour with a crest on the breastplate. Hitomi let her breath escape as some of her worry eased, these couldn't be bandits they were to well dressed and to well trained from the looks of it. But the expression on their faces worried her; she took a small step back only to run into a hard chest.

Her wrists were grabbed and tall, dark haired man roughly spun her around. Hitomi stifled a cry as her wrists twisted; a slight grimace ran across her face. The man took a long look at her and then shoved her towards one of the soldiers who had dismounted.

"She's the one we want. Tie her up, let's get her to the king." The man said gruffly, Hitomi stumbled from the shove and before she had a chance to gain her feet, her wrists had been grabbed again and a coarse rope was quickly tied around them. She was pulled towards the soldier's mount and she dug her heels in, trying vainly to think of a way to get out of this mess.

"Let's go!" The man who had first grabbed her, yelled. He was looking very annoyed now, and Hitomi felt a flash of fear, which she quickly suppressed. The soldier holding her wrists gave another tug and Hitomi struggled. A sigh was heard from the dark-haired man and the sounds of hoofs caught Hitomi's attention. She saw a fist coming for her face and then she saw only blackness.

The man rubbed his head, looking down at the girl he had been sent to capture. All this trouble for some girl, he shook his head at the stupidity of nobility. He motioned for the soldier to grab the girl, and told his men to move out.

That's it for now. The next part is going to be a bit humorous, but I need more reviews!!! Sorry this part is so short, but the next part should be out soon. Bye!! J