By.CorvidQueen
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Purple eyes stared listlessly at the shadows that clung menacingly to the ceiling above. The only sound in the frozen air was her steady breathing, an almost hypnotic rhythm. The moon rose, slowly pressing back the dark with gentle hands. Blue silver prodded persistently until Anona sighed, climbing from her bed and feeling her restless soul sing. Slippers where donned, wings becoming her bathrobe as she left her room. Dimmed lamps provided just enough light to see by as she made her way..........out. Her mind remained in a slight torpor that only deepened when she tried to shake it off, clinging tighter and aggravating her restlessness. She felt as if she was sleeping, but....
"Isha?"
The silence was shattered, the trance she had fallen into broken in half. Dark eyes cleared as Anon blinked, looking around uncertainly. She found herself standing nearly in the middle of the Rec Room, wings spread as she faced the window. She didn't remember stopping, or even entering the Rec Room. She hadn't even felt the cold......and still didn't. The silver of the moon felt as warm as the gold of the sun. It was unnerving, wide eyes turning quickly to seek the origin of the voice that had called out in the first place.
"Hello?" Came the voice again, questioning and a little frightened.
"Hi." Anona responded uncertainly, just making out a shadow on the couch. "Pyra?"
The voice was familiar, but the tone was completely off. The shadow moved, coming into the light. Anona started slightly, confused. It was definitely Pyra who stood before her, but her dark eyes, though obviously troubled, sparkled with a benign playfulness. Her smile was simply that, a smile. It held no sarcastic tilt or rye intent. Her whole manner was benevolent and otherwise.......friendly. The girl smiled at Anona's confusion, cocking her head almost comically in her amusement.
"Pyra, are you ok?" Anona asked slowly.
"Not Pyra, but she's here too. She's sleeping for once." Came the casual response. "I haven't met you before."
"Oh...my name is Anona."
"Nice to meet you, though I'm sorta' sorry I have. Pyra's in trouble, otherwise I wouldn't be here. I didn't want to wake anyone, but if she doesn't come back soon, I'll have to." The girl sighed in nervous concern.
She cocked her head the other way, curios now.
"Couldn't sleep?"
Anona shook her head, not trusting herself to speak. Byron's words came back to her suddenly.
Only two people know what she's been through. One killed herself and the other isn't real...
A split personality?
"You could always try a warm bath, but I don't think you'd fit in a regular tub." The girl said as she walked to the window and settled on the sill, startling Anona from her thoughts.
The winged girl smiled slightly. Some traits where to strong for even an alter ego to resist.
"So when did you get here? What day is it? It's still December though, right?" The girl asked reluctant eagerness, motioning Anona over.
"I got here about three, four weeks ago and yes it's still December. The twentieth to be exact." Anona responded, hesitantly taking her place on the sill with the girl.
"Oh, I missed Rox's birthday! Oh well." She pouted, a sad joy in her voice.
Anona felt slightly conused by her. She was the exact opposite of Pyra and at the same time....she was exactly the same. She seemed happy to be there and sad at the same time for the same reason. She grinned, almost as if she knew what Anona was thinking.
"I'm happy to be here, but I shouldn't be here. It means Pyra's in some kind of trouble, or under some kind of stress. That could potentially be dangerous for everyone." The gril said gently. "Byron's the only friend I think she's ever had and a very good one at that."
"He is." Anona agreed, pulling her knees to her chest as ivory wings curled forward around her for warmth.
If they where friends and nothing more, why did it seem like something so completely different? Anona blinked, shivering involuntarily when she noticed her comrade was dressed in only a tank top and boxers.
"Aren't you cold?"
"Pyrokanetic, remember?" The girl giggled, her smile teasing as she pulled her knees to her chest as well, resting her chin on them. "The day I'm cold is the day you find me six feet under."
Anona smiled, looking out the window as she felt herself beginning to relax.
"What are you doing in my window sill?"
Anona jumped, nearly falling to the floor at the snarling voice that had snapped at her. Dark eyes where ablaze with a cold fire, her features well hardened as well. There was a tense pause before the flames flickers and she faltered, looking around in slight confusion.
"For another matter, what am I?" The girl asked, scratching her stomach.
"Pyra?" Anona asked tentatively, hardly daring to breath in her presence at the moment.
A light seemed to click on in the second girl's eyes, as if the last puzzle piece had fallen into place. Her expression softened surprisingly as a rye grin twisted her lips.
"So you've met my shadow. Sorry about that." She snorted, tossing her head slightly as she swung her feet from the sill and began to stand. "She liked to wonder when I sleep sometimes."
"It wasn't any trouble at all. She was....nice." Anona smiled uncertainly, quickly standing. "Does......does she have a name?"
"No, not really. I got to calling her my Anubis, but otherwise....."
The Shadow of Anubis clings on...
Anona jumped as Pyra created a fireball, the bright flame shedding light on nearly the entire room.
"You'll make it back to your room ok?" She asked, eyeing Anona curiously.
Anona didn't respond for a moment, simply watching the way Pyra tilted her head aside, peering up at her with only one eye like a horse, or a bird.
"I'll be fine." She said finally. "Where are you going?"
"For a walk." Pyra answered simply, smiling before heading down a darker hall.
Anona watched until the girl's light had disappeared from siht. Slowly, she made her way back to her room. Once again, she found herself laying in her bed, staring up at her ceiling. This time, it was her mind that wouldn't let her rest. Should she tell anyone? She had to.....but what if Pyra said something on her own? She had made it seem like Anubis' travels where a common occurrence while Anubis herself had spoken otherwise. Anona sighed, covering her face with her hands. She was in for another sleepless night.