Hello all! This chapter is mostly action and slightly sad.
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The night was dark and cold with fear. Michiru shivered and turned over in her bed.
Something about tonight was wrong. Very wrong. She knew there was alot to fear about
this night. For the first time in a thousand years the gods of good were weakend and evil
had kept its full power. She knew tonight anything could happen and it worried her deeply.
Tossing her pillow over her head Michiru tried to get back to sleep without success. Whenver
she had got these feelings they would would persist until the danger had passed or she had
decided to do something about it. Just as she managed to fall into a semi slumber her
mind was penetrated by a series of piercing screams. Michiru jumped out of her bed just as she
heard the roar of helpless sorrow echoing from the sea bellow. She shivered. Something was
wrong. Fataly wrong.
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"Lady Haruka! Lady Haruka!"
Rubbing her eyes in tierdness Haruka looked up to see priest jonathon franticly packing her
clothing into a coarse brown bag. His expression was one of pure panic and it was only then
that haruka heard the blood curdling screams from the echoey corridors.
"Jonny whats going on? What happened!"
"The warriors of the death temple have attacked. We have to get you away before thay find you
and kill you."
A chilly fear swept through her body at the sound of defiant shouts of war nearing her small
chambers. Jonathon roughly pulled her out of bed and reached for the pair of siccors on
the small table. Before she could even be suprised he had begun snipping away her long golden
hair and had begun shaping it in the style worn by peasant boys of the country.
"Hey! What are you doing!"
"You've always wanted your hair cut my lady and now seems like a good time to give you
a diguise."
He finished in record time and quickly pushed the stray cut hairs underneath her bed.
He then threw her the brown bag and pulled a sword from under his robe. Haruka stared at him in
shock.
"You wear a sword!"
"There is no time for that." Said Jonathon crisply. He pushed Haruka onto the balcony just
as the shouts became frighteningly near.
"Just go."
Haruka stared down at the ground 30 feet below her and without a single fear she climbed,
reaching the ground just in time to hear the clang of sword against sword. Only
then did it occur to her that Jonny had probably just saved her life. She looked back up at
the temple one last time before running for her life.
'I'm all alone now...'
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Michiru kept utterly silent. The foot steps where getting slowly closer to her room and a
sudden chill of fear ran down her back.
'They must have killed the priests while they slept...'
And they wanted to do the same thing to her.
Michiru knew she had to do something, but what?
The footsteps had already reached her door and someone was slowly opening it, giving
young michiru time to think.
'They want to kill me...'
She saw the shine of metal from around the assasins belt.
'They've already killed others like me in the other temples...'
The man had opened the door and had begun to gaze around the room.
'No one even had a chance to protect themselves...'
The mans gaze locked with Michiru's, he seemed suprised that she was awake.
'I SHALL NOT DIE!'
His gaze was trapped by the blue of the girls eyes. Then before he knew it he saw what no
man should see. He saw it within the girls bewitching gaze...
With a scream he fell to the floor. His body wracked with shivers of fear.
Fear. And pain.
Michiru ran. Holding her powerful pace she kept on sprinting. She could hear heavy foot steps
closing in on her. Her breathing became louder and more laboured. She could'nt keep going
for much longer!
Suddenly a powerful hand grabbed her skirt. Screaming she struggled free of the grasp and
stumbled sideways over the rocky cliffs to the beach below. Her shouts echoed through the night
sky as she fell to ground below. And then with painful abruptness they stopped. One assasin
stared passivley down at her limp body before he walked towards the others.
"The girl is dead, our mission is complete."
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Hotaru could feel it. The children of the serene temple, the ice temple, the love temple,
the fire temple and the time temple. They where all dead! Sobs wracked her frail body as
she thought of the poor innocents who had died.
'I have to help them...'
But what could she do!
'I have to use my powers...'
She reached inside her soul for the warm energy within and uncoiled it from the hiddin place
inside herself. Slowly and painfully she reached out for the dead children, pulling their
souls towards her she breathed into them rebirth. As they floated away to new life her
soul calmed as it realised that her power was not truly evil. Her eyes gently closed as
she fell into a deep slumber.
Hellen's eyes narrowed as she felt her child draw onto her power. The power of rebirth...
"No!"
The power of the gods... Without their children they could not keep their power. And without it
they where empty with no ability to stop her at all.
But now her daughter had given them rebirth!
On the other hand...
They where young now and the gods power was sourly depleted.
The only threat where the ones who had not died.
An angry flicker passed over her eyes.
"I shall destroy them!"
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So what do you think? Sorry about the delay in sending the chapter *pouts*
please fogive me!
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The night was dark and cold with fear. Michiru shivered and turned over in her bed.
Something about tonight was wrong. Very wrong. She knew there was alot to fear about
this night. For the first time in a thousand years the gods of good were weakend and evil
had kept its full power. She knew tonight anything could happen and it worried her deeply.
Tossing her pillow over her head Michiru tried to get back to sleep without success. Whenver
she had got these feelings they would would persist until the danger had passed or she had
decided to do something about it. Just as she managed to fall into a semi slumber her
mind was penetrated by a series of piercing screams. Michiru jumped out of her bed just as she
heard the roar of helpless sorrow echoing from the sea bellow. She shivered. Something was
wrong. Fataly wrong.
************************************
"Lady Haruka! Lady Haruka!"
Rubbing her eyes in tierdness Haruka looked up to see priest jonathon franticly packing her
clothing into a coarse brown bag. His expression was one of pure panic and it was only then
that haruka heard the blood curdling screams from the echoey corridors.
"Jonny whats going on? What happened!"
"The warriors of the death temple have attacked. We have to get you away before thay find you
and kill you."
A chilly fear swept through her body at the sound of defiant shouts of war nearing her small
chambers. Jonathon roughly pulled her out of bed and reached for the pair of siccors on
the small table. Before she could even be suprised he had begun snipping away her long golden
hair and had begun shaping it in the style worn by peasant boys of the country.
"Hey! What are you doing!"
"You've always wanted your hair cut my lady and now seems like a good time to give you
a diguise."
He finished in record time and quickly pushed the stray cut hairs underneath her bed.
He then threw her the brown bag and pulled a sword from under his robe. Haruka stared at him in
shock.
"You wear a sword!"
"There is no time for that." Said Jonathon crisply. He pushed Haruka onto the balcony just
as the shouts became frighteningly near.
"Just go."
Haruka stared down at the ground 30 feet below her and without a single fear she climbed,
reaching the ground just in time to hear the clang of sword against sword. Only
then did it occur to her that Jonny had probably just saved her life. She looked back up at
the temple one last time before running for her life.
'I'm all alone now...'
*******************************
Michiru kept utterly silent. The foot steps where getting slowly closer to her room and a
sudden chill of fear ran down her back.
'They must have killed the priests while they slept...'
And they wanted to do the same thing to her.
Michiru knew she had to do something, but what?
The footsteps had already reached her door and someone was slowly opening it, giving
young michiru time to think.
'They want to kill me...'
She saw the shine of metal from around the assasins belt.
'They've already killed others like me in the other temples...'
The man had opened the door and had begun to gaze around the room.
'No one even had a chance to protect themselves...'
The mans gaze locked with Michiru's, he seemed suprised that she was awake.
'I SHALL NOT DIE!'
His gaze was trapped by the blue of the girls eyes. Then before he knew it he saw what no
man should see. He saw it within the girls bewitching gaze...
With a scream he fell to the floor. His body wracked with shivers of fear.
Fear. And pain.
Michiru ran. Holding her powerful pace she kept on sprinting. She could hear heavy foot steps
closing in on her. Her breathing became louder and more laboured. She could'nt keep going
for much longer!
Suddenly a powerful hand grabbed her skirt. Screaming she struggled free of the grasp and
stumbled sideways over the rocky cliffs to the beach below. Her shouts echoed through the night
sky as she fell to ground below. And then with painful abruptness they stopped. One assasin
stared passivley down at her limp body before he walked towards the others.
"The girl is dead, our mission is complete."
*****************************************
Hotaru could feel it. The children of the serene temple, the ice temple, the love temple,
the fire temple and the time temple. They where all dead! Sobs wracked her frail body as
she thought of the poor innocents who had died.
'I have to help them...'
But what could she do!
'I have to use my powers...'
She reached inside her soul for the warm energy within and uncoiled it from the hiddin place
inside herself. Slowly and painfully she reached out for the dead children, pulling their
souls towards her she breathed into them rebirth. As they floated away to new life her
soul calmed as it realised that her power was not truly evil. Her eyes gently closed as
she fell into a deep slumber.
Hellen's eyes narrowed as she felt her child draw onto her power. The power of rebirth...
"No!"
The power of the gods... Without their children they could not keep their power. And without it
they where empty with no ability to stop her at all.
But now her daughter had given them rebirth!
On the other hand...
They where young now and the gods power was sourly depleted.
The only threat where the ones who had not died.
An angry flicker passed over her eyes.
"I shall destroy them!"
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So what do you think? Sorry about the delay in sending the chapter *pouts*
please fogive me!