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
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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
