Read This Note Fiiiirst: Of the characters mentioned, RG Veda follows the anime and a little of the manga, Wish is true to the basic story, Rayearth follows the manga in the Eagle-sense, and as for the rest of the anime, it's a mish-mash of mostly-anime but with a bit of the manga thrown in for good measure. This story MIGHT CONTAIN SPOILERS for 3x3 Eyes, Rayearth, Wish, and possibly more anime as the story progresses, so only read if you don't mind spoilers, you like spoilers, you don't care, or you've already seen/read everything.
Eagle didn't really know much of anything at first, spending his days mostly sleeping and sometimes awake, though his body as of yet still refused to move. Hikaru visited him almost daily, accompanied by Lantis, and the others dropped by every now and then so he was never lacking for company. He had learned to identify people by the way they entered the room: Hikaru as warm and bright and cheerful as a little fire, Lantis a solemn, gentle, almost monolithic presence, Umi as mercurial of temper as the ever-changing sea, Clef a calmly confident Guru secure in his magic....
So it was some curiosity (and no little alarm) that he felt two people enter his secluded room--two strangers whom he was sure he had never met before. One feeling hesitant, uncertain, yet radiating a general cheer and such helpfulness as Hikaru was wont to emanate, the other darker and more cynical, fond of the crueler sorts of entertainment.
"Kouryuu, I don't think that we should be doing this," a sweet, piping little voice was whispering, words barely audible. "Besides, look at him, he's asleep! What do you want with a sleeping man? Let's go, we might disturb him--"
"Urusai, tenshi!" another voice snapped impatiently. "You were the one who wanted to find your precious Shuuichirou, and I was only helping you--"
"But you didn't say that you were going to use a creature of Chikai!" the other voice interrupted plaintively, and with a touch of annoyance. The gentle presence moved closer, hovering over Eagle while the darker presence stayed near the door. The man of Autozam listened to their conversation with interest, deciding to hold off calling somebody to identify the intruders. "I thought that you would Summon something more reliable, not something so...unrealiable!"
"Whatever it may have been, this is where it led us. Just what did you ask it?"
"I asked it to please find Shuuichirou-san, that's all."
Eagle could hear the smirk in the darker presence's voice as it answered. "Well, this man here must be a Shuuichirou, or has some characteristic that identifies him as somebody LIKE Shuuichirou...or it just led us a merry wild good chase." There was a stir of dark power, around the presence, and it slowly began to coalesce around it. "Saa te to.... You're here now with your Shuuichirou--I hope you have fun staying with him!"
"Kouryuu, matte! Wait! Don't--"
Eagle felt the power peak, dazzling his senses in a rush of dark violet-black sparkles, and then vanish, leaving the gentler presence behind, distraught and now pouring its pleas into the empty air. He wasn't sure what had just happened, except that this gentle person had been tricked by another not-so-gentle person. Tiny little sobs were now echoing throughout the chamber, and he heard the person stifling them--perhaps out of concern for the "sleeping man".
Don't worry, I've been awake.
There was a gasp from the person (a girl?) and he felt somebody approaching. "A-anata, daijoubu? Gomen nasai, I didn't mean to disturb you, sir!"
That's all right. Who are you, and what are you doing here? He asked the questions kindly, not wanting to distress this girl any more than she already was. You were looking for somebody named Shuuichirou?
"Hai," the girl said, voice subdued. "Kouryuu--the person who was just here--said she would help me find him, but she tricked me." Her voice took on tones of resentment. "I shouldn't have trusted her. I'm...lost, I don't know where I am. Kouryuu's the one who did the Summoning, and..."
You're in New Cephiro, Eagle supplied, as the girl's voice trailed off. I'm sorry I can't help you very much right now, my current condition limits what I may do, but I can call--
"Oh! Are you ill?" the girl exclaimed, and Eagle felt her move closer. "I may be able to help you if you are."
Arigatou, but I'm recovering from an illness. I will eventually awaken from this sleep, but until then, I am afraid that others must help you. I can call them though, if you'd like.
"Still, I may be able to help you." Once again Eagle felt the stir of power, but this time it was brighter, lighter, and it spun gently about himself with all the slow softness of drifting down feathers. For the first time in weeks, he actually *felt* his body, tingling as though it had a bad case of pins-and-needles. The magic receded....
...and he opened his eyes in wonder.
Unbelieving, Eagle sat up, blinking his eyes to adjust them to the sunshine filtering through the windows, reaching up with his hands to feel his face, run them through his hair. It was incredible to once again have control over his body! Clef's most optimistic prediction had been at least another six months before he could even move, that it would be a year before he could begin to function with at least a semblance of normality...and here he had been cured all at once by somebody whose name he didn't even know!
He turned and stared at his benefactress; a pretty young lady with golden eyes and hair of an uneven cut that left it longer, dangling past one side of her face, dressed in elaborate white robes with blue silk embroidery and tabards. There were huge wings spreading from her back with feathers as pale as transparent milky glass, wings that were fluttering slightly as though their owner was nervous. There was an elegant, symmetric symbol across her forehead that was fading even as he looked on, as the magic faded from her. Her worried face brightened considerably once she saw him sit up and turn to face her, and she clapped her hands in joy with a smile.
"Yokatta!" she chirped. "You're better now!"
"H-hai," Eagle murmured, still somewhat dazed. He swung his legs out from beneath the sheets and cautiously stood, finding that it was no harder than it had been before. "Thank you, musume-san."
"Ah, I'm not a girl," the boy (?) corrected gently.
"Gomen. Musuko-san."
"I'm not a boy either," the...person...corrected once again. "I'm an Angel. Tenshi desu!" The, uh, Angel clasped...its hands adorably underneath...its chin. "However, if you refer to me as a girl, I will not be offended, sir."
"Oh," said Eagle, at a loss for words.
"Maa! I haven't even introduced myself!" the Angel gasped, hands flying to her mouth in a gesture of embarrassment. She bowed slightly, long wave of hair bobbing. "Watakushi Tenshi Kohaku desu. Yoroshiku!"
Eagle hastily bowed as well, mind still awhirl. "I am Eagle Vision. Pleased to meet you, Kohaku-san."
And it was then that the confusion began.
Afterwards, Eagle could never recall what he had seen, only a jumble of images: flashes of spiraling golden light, Kohaku's transparent wings spread wide, a girl rising out of the floor with a glass sword bursting forth from her hand, flickers of flame everywhere. And then blackness.
As it turned out, he was going to be seeing a lot of the latter in the future, more than he ever would have wanted to see. It was almost worse than his earlier sleep.
Eagle didn't really know much of anything at first, spending his days mostly sleeping and sometimes awake, though his body as of yet still refused to move. Hikaru visited him almost daily, accompanied by Lantis, and the others dropped by every now and then so he was never lacking for company. He had learned to identify people by the way they entered the room: Hikaru as warm and bright and cheerful as a little fire, Lantis a solemn, gentle, almost monolithic presence, Umi as mercurial of temper as the ever-changing sea, Clef a calmly confident Guru secure in his magic....
So it was some curiosity (and no little alarm) that he felt two people enter his secluded room--two strangers whom he was sure he had never met before. One feeling hesitant, uncertain, yet radiating a general cheer and such helpfulness as Hikaru was wont to emanate, the other darker and more cynical, fond of the crueler sorts of entertainment.
"Kouryuu, I don't think that we should be doing this," a sweet, piping little voice was whispering, words barely audible. "Besides, look at him, he's asleep! What do you want with a sleeping man? Let's go, we might disturb him--"
"Urusai, tenshi!" another voice snapped impatiently. "You were the one who wanted to find your precious Shuuichirou, and I was only helping you--"
"But you didn't say that you were going to use a creature of Chikai!" the other voice interrupted plaintively, and with a touch of annoyance. The gentle presence moved closer, hovering over Eagle while the darker presence stayed near the door. The man of Autozam listened to their conversation with interest, deciding to hold off calling somebody to identify the intruders. "I thought that you would Summon something more reliable, not something so...unrealiable!"
"Whatever it may have been, this is where it led us. Just what did you ask it?"
"I asked it to please find Shuuichirou-san, that's all."
Eagle could hear the smirk in the darker presence's voice as it answered. "Well, this man here must be a Shuuichirou, or has some characteristic that identifies him as somebody LIKE Shuuichirou...or it just led us a merry wild good chase." There was a stir of dark power, around the presence, and it slowly began to coalesce around it. "Saa te to.... You're here now with your Shuuichirou--I hope you have fun staying with him!"
"Kouryuu, matte! Wait! Don't--"
Eagle felt the power peak, dazzling his senses in a rush of dark violet-black sparkles, and then vanish, leaving the gentler presence behind, distraught and now pouring its pleas into the empty air. He wasn't sure what had just happened, except that this gentle person had been tricked by another not-so-gentle person. Tiny little sobs were now echoing throughout the chamber, and he heard the person stifling them--perhaps out of concern for the "sleeping man".
Don't worry, I've been awake.
There was a gasp from the person (a girl?) and he felt somebody approaching. "A-anata, daijoubu? Gomen nasai, I didn't mean to disturb you, sir!"
That's all right. Who are you, and what are you doing here? He asked the questions kindly, not wanting to distress this girl any more than she already was. You were looking for somebody named Shuuichirou?
"Hai," the girl said, voice subdued. "Kouryuu--the person who was just here--said she would help me find him, but she tricked me." Her voice took on tones of resentment. "I shouldn't have trusted her. I'm...lost, I don't know where I am. Kouryuu's the one who did the Summoning, and..."
You're in New Cephiro, Eagle supplied, as the girl's voice trailed off. I'm sorry I can't help you very much right now, my current condition limits what I may do, but I can call--
"Oh! Are you ill?" the girl exclaimed, and Eagle felt her move closer. "I may be able to help you if you are."
Arigatou, but I'm recovering from an illness. I will eventually awaken from this sleep, but until then, I am afraid that others must help you. I can call them though, if you'd like.
"Still, I may be able to help you." Once again Eagle felt the stir of power, but this time it was brighter, lighter, and it spun gently about himself with all the slow softness of drifting down feathers. For the first time in weeks, he actually *felt* his body, tingling as though it had a bad case of pins-and-needles. The magic receded....
...and he opened his eyes in wonder.
Unbelieving, Eagle sat up, blinking his eyes to adjust them to the sunshine filtering through the windows, reaching up with his hands to feel his face, run them through his hair. It was incredible to once again have control over his body! Clef's most optimistic prediction had been at least another six months before he could even move, that it would be a year before he could begin to function with at least a semblance of normality...and here he had been cured all at once by somebody whose name he didn't even know!
He turned and stared at his benefactress; a pretty young lady with golden eyes and hair of an uneven cut that left it longer, dangling past one side of her face, dressed in elaborate white robes with blue silk embroidery and tabards. There were huge wings spreading from her back with feathers as pale as transparent milky glass, wings that were fluttering slightly as though their owner was nervous. There was an elegant, symmetric symbol across her forehead that was fading even as he looked on, as the magic faded from her. Her worried face brightened considerably once she saw him sit up and turn to face her, and she clapped her hands in joy with a smile.
"Yokatta!" she chirped. "You're better now!"
"H-hai," Eagle murmured, still somewhat dazed. He swung his legs out from beneath the sheets and cautiously stood, finding that it was no harder than it had been before. "Thank you, musume-san."
"Ah, I'm not a girl," the boy (?) corrected gently.
"Gomen. Musuko-san."
"I'm not a boy either," the...person...corrected once again. "I'm an Angel. Tenshi desu!" The, uh, Angel clasped...its hands adorably underneath...its chin. "However, if you refer to me as a girl, I will not be offended, sir."
"Oh," said Eagle, at a loss for words.
"Maa! I haven't even introduced myself!" the Angel gasped, hands flying to her mouth in a gesture of embarrassment. She bowed slightly, long wave of hair bobbing. "Watakushi Tenshi Kohaku desu. Yoroshiku!"
Eagle hastily bowed as well, mind still awhirl. "I am Eagle Vision. Pleased to meet you, Kohaku-san."
And it was then that the confusion began.
Afterwards, Eagle could never recall what he had seen, only a jumble of images: flashes of spiraling golden light, Kohaku's transparent wings spread wide, a girl rising out of the floor with a glass sword bursting forth from her hand, flickers of flame everywhere. And then blackness.
As it turned out, he was going to be seeing a lot of the latter in the future, more than he ever would have wanted to see. It was almost worse than his earlier sleep.
