Hello minna! Finally, I'm done! Here is the sixth chapter, as you all asked for. But, first, I'd like to thank you guys, who reviewed and sent me e-mails and supported me to continue. Thank you very much!!!! Well, I haven't decided yet about Umi/Clef/Askot, but whoever I choose, there will be lots of the two pairings, so please, don't get mad at me. Now, this is the chapter where finally, we are going to meet the last Magic Knight, Fuu. This is also the last chapter without any romance, so be prepared for the next one ^_~. Ah hun, let the show begin ^^
Sissi
P.S.: I do not own Magic Knight Rayearth.
The sun hadn't risen yet and the people were still sleeping comfortably in their cozy and warm beds. The birds hadn't start singing yet, but they were already awaken, spying on a mysterious man, riding alone on a fine white horse, grabbing the reins with one hand and with the other, holding protectively his magical stick. The wind was blowing carelessly, making his lavender hair fly along his face. The weather was changing a lot from what it used to be, and it preoccupying him. A lot.
His journey went on like this, with no words nor tiredness. He rarely slept, and soon arrived at the frontier of Windon and Cephiro.There was a green barrier between the two countries, and no sign of life could be seen. He was alone. Another wind passed by, this time, more gentle, soothing his soul and tired body. The journey had drained all his strenght, and he did not know if he could make through it. His legs and arms were sore due to the fact that he did not stop riding his horse for a long time. His horse was nonetheless in a better than its rider, and it was breathing hard with wobbling legs.
Clef watched carefully the sky. It was not that bad, but instead of its normal blue, it was gray and thundering. There was no rain, but certainly, it would come in a matter of minutes. His body was so tired that he could not move or walk. He stood there, until the it started to rain.
The rain droplets touched his face, slowly and carefully. It was strange, the droplets were so warm and ... it seemed as if the nature was trying to ease his already precarious state. He did not move, just stood there, his body being washed by the water falling from the sky. Whe he was only a child, he had always imagined that the rain was the angels tears falling from the sky. At the moment, he was feeling the same thing he felt everytime he saw the rain : a warm feeling in his heart, as if the angels knew his problem and were crying with him, to help to ease his tearful heart. It felt so nice...
He stayed like that for a long time until the rain stopped. He blinked. The rain had been do fast, but it had helped him fell much better. He felt renewed. His strenght and hope and returned and he was ready for the challenge . He grabbed his stick and stepped forward. Everything went black.
He felt himself floating in the middle of nothing, where time was insignificant. He felt free and light. He could feel taht he was naked, but he did not care. It was so good and comforting there...that he did not want to wake up anymore. A slight breeze passed by and enveloped his body. It was warm, and relaxed even more his body. It played for some minutes with his lavender hair, then it stopped. He felt his feet touch something soft and all of a sudden, he felt wearing once more his clothes. He opened his eyes and found himself in the middle of a desert. There was no sight of any oasis and he was lost, with no sign of civilization.
He sighed. It was going to be long journey, for sure.
He started to walk, but the landscape ahead him stayed the same. He walked for half an hour, but it did not change. He doubted about how big it actually was, and guessed that he would never be able to know the answer. All of a sudden, he heard a sound. It was light and semmed like someone was whistling. Then, he caught sight i=on something approaching the place where he was. It was small in the beginning, so he was not able to distinguish what it was in the reality. Then, the noise became louder and louder, and it no more sounded like someone whistling. It sounded like the call of death, because the moving object that was approachig was a huge and mortal hurricane! He started to run desperately, not knowing what to do. There was no way how to stop a hurricane, at least, there was spell that he knew that could stop it. If it were typhoon , it would be easier, because then he would just freeze it. But, in the desert, there was no water, and not only that, the hurricane had
sand within it, making it more mortal. The sand, spinning around at that speed, could easily cur anything, even steel. What would he do?
The hurricane was getting nearer and nearer, and his legs were almost giving up. He could not handle it any more, and he had to plan something, or else, he would die.He stopped. He would face it like a man, even if it costed his life.
"Protector Shield!" he yelled. He evoked his one of the most defensive spells he knew, and prayed that it would be able to resist the hurricane. It did work out for a moment, but the shield soon broke off, even when Clef was using all his strenght to reassure it. The hurricane swalled him and he felt the sand cut through his body, making many wounds all over his body and face. Then, the hurricane "spat" him and he fell on the the sand, bleeding profusely.
He tried to rise, but he was too wounded to do that. No sooner had he got to his feet then the hurricane decided to attack again. Clef was laready very hurt with this only attack, and if he did not do something, it would be his end. He looked around, searching for anything that might give him some idea.' Why did it have to be a desrt, why not the ocean...ocean....water....I got it!' he screamed in his mind.
Concentrating once more, he casted aother spell. This time, a water spell. From his stick, a huge amount of water flew out of it, and went in the direction of the hurricane. The water, mixing with the sand, soon became a type of clay. He continued adding water to it, until it became more solid and then, he stopped. The hurricane, now consisting of clay, continued advancing quickly towards him, until it suddenly paralized. Because it was spinning very fast, the wind dried the clay, and it became hard until it stopped moving.
"I...I got it!" he exclaimed triumphantly. He had never faced death or such big danger, and he had survived. He was fillingwonderful, the adrenaline still flooding through his veins.
All of a sudden, the desert disappeared and he found himself floating in nothing once more. That gentle breeze covered his body once again, and he heard, this time, a sweet voice saying something. It sounded like music and while he listened to it, trying to find out who this voice belonged to, the breeze slowly healed all his wounds. He felt that his magic was also returning, after using all of it in his attack. Slowly, the breeze left and he opened his eyes. He blinked.
He was flying! ` Oh ny God! How am I flying? ' he thought, seeking for a logical answer. He did not knew the spell to fly, so it was impossible for him to be flying at that exact moment. But he indeed was!
Thinking carefully, he found out that it shoud be the Magic Knight's deed, and that his task was not finished yet. He decided to enjoy only for some seconds, and flew away in the direction of the flully clouds surrounding some floating mountains. He enjoyed himself a lot, but soon decided that it was time to return to his duties. He flew around the mountains, trying to see if it was related to his task and wanting to be prepared to it.
After investigating his surroungings, he suddenly stopped. In front of him, there was a floating mountain with a huge door, There was also a strange sign on top of it, with an unknown meaning. As he approached, the doors opened themselves slowly, inviting the stranger to come in.
Clef knew that, if he wanted to finish with this soon, he would need to enter and face the new danger. He was not prepared for that and it annoyed him. He was a person used to schedule everything he did, but this journy was turning out to be related to a person's luck and fate. He breathed deeply, inhaling and exhaling one in a time. H entered.
It was a huge cave. There were torches of fire illuminating the place, and the walls were made of mirrors, each different from each other. Some of them gave the impression that you are thinner; others gave the impression that you are taller, and others gave the imnpression that you are fatter. They showed you all the ways you could be or dreamed of being, but none of them showed your true self.
`What a strange place...' Clef thought to himself.
It was obviously a labyrinth. The target was to find the exit. `Well, this must be easier than that hurricane. She must be trying to find out if I am smart enough to get out of here. A fighter must have courage, strenght and intelligence' he told himself this. He started to think.
He tried to find air draft, but there was none. The doors were closed once more, leaving no gaps to let the air enter the cave. He tried to destroy the mirrors, but everytime he did that, the mirror would rebuild itself again. He tried for many hours, and he was starting to get a headache.
" Oh my God!! What should I do!" he shouted to no one. He was tired, hungry and could not get out of there. It seemed like a jail, but it did not bother him. What bothered him the most were his reflections. They were all staring him, as if they were piting him. He tried not to look at them, but it was impossible. They were everywhere.
`I will get mad if I don't find the exit soon. Come on, Clef, think!" he told to himself. `There is no way to get out of here using magic. If I use water, I will get drowned. It I use any type of magic beam, the mirrors will reflect it back at me. If I use fire, I will get burned. This place is full of mirrors, it must mean something...But what? A mirror...What does a mirror do? It reflects the truth ot the reality. The reality...But none of these mirrors reflect the reality! They all distorted it!' he thought quickly. He knew that he was getting nearer to find the exit.
"I did not find any mirror here that reflects the reality as it is. So...the exit must be the mirror that reflects the reality!" he shouted.
After discovering this, he quickly walked through the corridors, paying attention to the reflections. Suddenly, he noticed a single mirror at the corner. It showed a lavender-haired short man with boyish features. It was him the way he was. He stretched out his index finger in the direction of the mirror. His finger passed through it. It was a portal. He stepped in.
He foud himself inside of a huge room, with a fine green carpet decarating the floor, beautiful paintings hanging on the walls and candlesticks illuminating the room, giving it a comfortable and warm atmosphere.
On the other side of the room, there was a throne richfully decorated with precious gems. But, there was no one sitting on it. It was empty. Out of nowhere, a shadow appeared after Clef. Jumping slightly because of the shock, he watched her face carefully.
She was a beautiful young girl, with golden hair and deep green eyes. She was smiling, sending shrills all over his body. She was so beautiful...
" Hello. I am the Magic Knight of wind Fuu. May I help you?" she asked kindly.
"Yes. I am Clef, from Cephiro. I need your help."
" I will help you with all my pleasure. But, what is the problem, may I ask?"
"The seal that used to lock the evil was broken. It possessed the body of a woman, Alcyone, and she is going to attack Cephiro at any moment. Do you remember the legend?" he asked, making a pause.
"Yes...I do. So, it was unlocked..." she said, suddenly looking thoughful.
"Will you help us?" he asked her once more.
"Sure, but as the legend said, the three Magic Knights united their forces and locked it away. We will need the help of my friends, Umi-san and Hikaru-san."
"Do you mean, the other Magic Knights?"
"Yes. We need to go to Selece and Rayearth immediately."
" Do not worry. My two other friends are already on their way to these lands."
"Will they pass through the tasks?"
"I am certain about it. They are very faithful to Cephiro and possess very willing hearts. They will pass through anything."
"Oh, Hikaru-san's task is not that difficult, but Umi-san's...It is kind of hard."
"Oh, but I am sure that..."
"I believe in you. Now, we must hurry up and go to Cephiro. How did you come here?"
"On horse."
"It will take us too much time. Do you mind if I used a spell to take us there faster? My people will take care of your horse, so do not worry about him. He will be fine."
"I do not mind."
"Ok then. Let's go outside."
She went straight in the direction of a mahogany door, near the throne. It was the exit of that mountain. Once they stepped there, they were out of the mountain.
"Wind, my elemental power, let me join you so we can become one..."she whispered to the wind. As if listening to her call, a gentle breeze enveloped her body, making her float in middair. Her eyes were closed, and her body was relaxed. Then, the same happened to Clef. He felt something around his body, and then he found out that he was flying once again. But this time, his speed had increased immensely, and he did not need to make any effort to speed up. `So this was the spell you were thinking of...Very smart...' he thought.
During the journey they were quiet. The tense between them was evident, so Clef tried to ease a little the atmosphere.
"The mirror task...It was very intelligent and very different. How did you think of a task like that?"
"I just inspired myself with the reality."she answered him calmly.
"With the reality? What do you mean?" asked a confused Clef.
"In the world, we, people, usually wear a mask. We hide ourselves from everybody, so no one can find out who we really are. If we do not hide, we try to change ourselves. And, this is not a good thing. We must always be sincere to the others, but specially to ourselves. Normally, when a person sees herself in the mirror, she just sees her imperfection, not all her good qualities. We are humans, not gods, so we cannot be perfects. That labyrinth where you stayed, there were only mirrors that showed what you wanted to see, not the real you. Only people with pure hearts would be able to pass through the task, because pure-hearted people are happy with what they have." She told him,never leaving a sweet smile on her face.
Clef listened to all her words and got shocked at all her knowlegde about life. She was indeed very young, but already knew many things about this life. She knew that people wear masks during their lives,something that you would only find out after many long years of study of philosophy.
"Now I understand why you are so powerful. You don't have only a lot of strenght, will and intelligence. You also understands the real meaning of life."he said.
She nodded and they continued with their journey.
Sissi
P.S.: I do not own Magic Knight Rayearth.
The sun hadn't risen yet and the people were still sleeping comfortably in their cozy and warm beds. The birds hadn't start singing yet, but they were already awaken, spying on a mysterious man, riding alone on a fine white horse, grabbing the reins with one hand and with the other, holding protectively his magical stick. The wind was blowing carelessly, making his lavender hair fly along his face. The weather was changing a lot from what it used to be, and it preoccupying him. A lot.
His journey went on like this, with no words nor tiredness. He rarely slept, and soon arrived at the frontier of Windon and Cephiro.There was a green barrier between the two countries, and no sign of life could be seen. He was alone. Another wind passed by, this time, more gentle, soothing his soul and tired body. The journey had drained all his strenght, and he did not know if he could make through it. His legs and arms were sore due to the fact that he did not stop riding his horse for a long time. His horse was nonetheless in a better than its rider, and it was breathing hard with wobbling legs.
Clef watched carefully the sky. It was not that bad, but instead of its normal blue, it was gray and thundering. There was no rain, but certainly, it would come in a matter of minutes. His body was so tired that he could not move or walk. He stood there, until the it started to rain.
The rain droplets touched his face, slowly and carefully. It was strange, the droplets were so warm and ... it seemed as if the nature was trying to ease his already precarious state. He did not move, just stood there, his body being washed by the water falling from the sky. Whe he was only a child, he had always imagined that the rain was the angels tears falling from the sky. At the moment, he was feeling the same thing he felt everytime he saw the rain : a warm feeling in his heart, as if the angels knew his problem and were crying with him, to help to ease his tearful heart. It felt so nice...
He stayed like that for a long time until the rain stopped. He blinked. The rain had been do fast, but it had helped him fell much better. He felt renewed. His strenght and hope and returned and he was ready for the challenge . He grabbed his stick and stepped forward. Everything went black.
He felt himself floating in the middle of nothing, where time was insignificant. He felt free and light. He could feel taht he was naked, but he did not care. It was so good and comforting there...that he did not want to wake up anymore. A slight breeze passed by and enveloped his body. It was warm, and relaxed even more his body. It played for some minutes with his lavender hair, then it stopped. He felt his feet touch something soft and all of a sudden, he felt wearing once more his clothes. He opened his eyes and found himself in the middle of a desert. There was no sight of any oasis and he was lost, with no sign of civilization.
He sighed. It was going to be long journey, for sure.
He started to walk, but the landscape ahead him stayed the same. He walked for half an hour, but it did not change. He doubted about how big it actually was, and guessed that he would never be able to know the answer. All of a sudden, he heard a sound. It was light and semmed like someone was whistling. Then, he caught sight i=on something approaching the place where he was. It was small in the beginning, so he was not able to distinguish what it was in the reality. Then, the noise became louder and louder, and it no more sounded like someone whistling. It sounded like the call of death, because the moving object that was approachig was a huge and mortal hurricane! He started to run desperately, not knowing what to do. There was no way how to stop a hurricane, at least, there was spell that he knew that could stop it. If it were typhoon , it would be easier, because then he would just freeze it. But, in the desert, there was no water, and not only that, the hurricane had
sand within it, making it more mortal. The sand, spinning around at that speed, could easily cur anything, even steel. What would he do?
The hurricane was getting nearer and nearer, and his legs were almost giving up. He could not handle it any more, and he had to plan something, or else, he would die.He stopped. He would face it like a man, even if it costed his life.
"Protector Shield!" he yelled. He evoked his one of the most defensive spells he knew, and prayed that it would be able to resist the hurricane. It did work out for a moment, but the shield soon broke off, even when Clef was using all his strenght to reassure it. The hurricane swalled him and he felt the sand cut through his body, making many wounds all over his body and face. Then, the hurricane "spat" him and he fell on the the sand, bleeding profusely.
He tried to rise, but he was too wounded to do that. No sooner had he got to his feet then the hurricane decided to attack again. Clef was laready very hurt with this only attack, and if he did not do something, it would be his end. He looked around, searching for anything that might give him some idea.' Why did it have to be a desrt, why not the ocean...ocean....water....I got it!' he screamed in his mind.
Concentrating once more, he casted aother spell. This time, a water spell. From his stick, a huge amount of water flew out of it, and went in the direction of the hurricane. The water, mixing with the sand, soon became a type of clay. He continued adding water to it, until it became more solid and then, he stopped. The hurricane, now consisting of clay, continued advancing quickly towards him, until it suddenly paralized. Because it was spinning very fast, the wind dried the clay, and it became hard until it stopped moving.
"I...I got it!" he exclaimed triumphantly. He had never faced death or such big danger, and he had survived. He was fillingwonderful, the adrenaline still flooding through his veins.
All of a sudden, the desert disappeared and he found himself floating in nothing once more. That gentle breeze covered his body once again, and he heard, this time, a sweet voice saying something. It sounded like music and while he listened to it, trying to find out who this voice belonged to, the breeze slowly healed all his wounds. He felt that his magic was also returning, after using all of it in his attack. Slowly, the breeze left and he opened his eyes. He blinked.
He was flying! ` Oh ny God! How am I flying? ' he thought, seeking for a logical answer. He did not knew the spell to fly, so it was impossible for him to be flying at that exact moment. But he indeed was!
Thinking carefully, he found out that it shoud be the Magic Knight's deed, and that his task was not finished yet. He decided to enjoy only for some seconds, and flew away in the direction of the flully clouds surrounding some floating mountains. He enjoyed himself a lot, but soon decided that it was time to return to his duties. He flew around the mountains, trying to see if it was related to his task and wanting to be prepared to it.
After investigating his surroungings, he suddenly stopped. In front of him, there was a floating mountain with a huge door, There was also a strange sign on top of it, with an unknown meaning. As he approached, the doors opened themselves slowly, inviting the stranger to come in.
Clef knew that, if he wanted to finish with this soon, he would need to enter and face the new danger. He was not prepared for that and it annoyed him. He was a person used to schedule everything he did, but this journy was turning out to be related to a person's luck and fate. He breathed deeply, inhaling and exhaling one in a time. H entered.
It was a huge cave. There were torches of fire illuminating the place, and the walls were made of mirrors, each different from each other. Some of them gave the impression that you are thinner; others gave the impression that you are taller, and others gave the imnpression that you are fatter. They showed you all the ways you could be or dreamed of being, but none of them showed your true self.
`What a strange place...' Clef thought to himself.
It was obviously a labyrinth. The target was to find the exit. `Well, this must be easier than that hurricane. She must be trying to find out if I am smart enough to get out of here. A fighter must have courage, strenght and intelligence' he told himself this. He started to think.
He tried to find air draft, but there was none. The doors were closed once more, leaving no gaps to let the air enter the cave. He tried to destroy the mirrors, but everytime he did that, the mirror would rebuild itself again. He tried for many hours, and he was starting to get a headache.
" Oh my God!! What should I do!" he shouted to no one. He was tired, hungry and could not get out of there. It seemed like a jail, but it did not bother him. What bothered him the most were his reflections. They were all staring him, as if they were piting him. He tried not to look at them, but it was impossible. They were everywhere.
`I will get mad if I don't find the exit soon. Come on, Clef, think!" he told to himself. `There is no way to get out of here using magic. If I use water, I will get drowned. It I use any type of magic beam, the mirrors will reflect it back at me. If I use fire, I will get burned. This place is full of mirrors, it must mean something...But what? A mirror...What does a mirror do? It reflects the truth ot the reality. The reality...But none of these mirrors reflect the reality! They all distorted it!' he thought quickly. He knew that he was getting nearer to find the exit.
"I did not find any mirror here that reflects the reality as it is. So...the exit must be the mirror that reflects the reality!" he shouted.
After discovering this, he quickly walked through the corridors, paying attention to the reflections. Suddenly, he noticed a single mirror at the corner. It showed a lavender-haired short man with boyish features. It was him the way he was. He stretched out his index finger in the direction of the mirror. His finger passed through it. It was a portal. He stepped in.
He foud himself inside of a huge room, with a fine green carpet decarating the floor, beautiful paintings hanging on the walls and candlesticks illuminating the room, giving it a comfortable and warm atmosphere.
On the other side of the room, there was a throne richfully decorated with precious gems. But, there was no one sitting on it. It was empty. Out of nowhere, a shadow appeared after Clef. Jumping slightly because of the shock, he watched her face carefully.
She was a beautiful young girl, with golden hair and deep green eyes. She was smiling, sending shrills all over his body. She was so beautiful...
" Hello. I am the Magic Knight of wind Fuu. May I help you?" she asked kindly.
"Yes. I am Clef, from Cephiro. I need your help."
" I will help you with all my pleasure. But, what is the problem, may I ask?"
"The seal that used to lock the evil was broken. It possessed the body of a woman, Alcyone, and she is going to attack Cephiro at any moment. Do you remember the legend?" he asked, making a pause.
"Yes...I do. So, it was unlocked..." she said, suddenly looking thoughful.
"Will you help us?" he asked her once more.
"Sure, but as the legend said, the three Magic Knights united their forces and locked it away. We will need the help of my friends, Umi-san and Hikaru-san."
"Do you mean, the other Magic Knights?"
"Yes. We need to go to Selece and Rayearth immediately."
" Do not worry. My two other friends are already on their way to these lands."
"Will they pass through the tasks?"
"I am certain about it. They are very faithful to Cephiro and possess very willing hearts. They will pass through anything."
"Oh, Hikaru-san's task is not that difficult, but Umi-san's...It is kind of hard."
"Oh, but I am sure that..."
"I believe in you. Now, we must hurry up and go to Cephiro. How did you come here?"
"On horse."
"It will take us too much time. Do you mind if I used a spell to take us there faster? My people will take care of your horse, so do not worry about him. He will be fine."
"I do not mind."
"Ok then. Let's go outside."
She went straight in the direction of a mahogany door, near the throne. It was the exit of that mountain. Once they stepped there, they were out of the mountain.
"Wind, my elemental power, let me join you so we can become one..."she whispered to the wind. As if listening to her call, a gentle breeze enveloped her body, making her float in middair. Her eyes were closed, and her body was relaxed. Then, the same happened to Clef. He felt something around his body, and then he found out that he was flying once again. But this time, his speed had increased immensely, and he did not need to make any effort to speed up. `So this was the spell you were thinking of...Very smart...' he thought.
During the journey they were quiet. The tense between them was evident, so Clef tried to ease a little the atmosphere.
"The mirror task...It was very intelligent and very different. How did you think of a task like that?"
"I just inspired myself with the reality."she answered him calmly.
"With the reality? What do you mean?" asked a confused Clef.
"In the world, we, people, usually wear a mask. We hide ourselves from everybody, so no one can find out who we really are. If we do not hide, we try to change ourselves. And, this is not a good thing. We must always be sincere to the others, but specially to ourselves. Normally, when a person sees herself in the mirror, she just sees her imperfection, not all her good qualities. We are humans, not gods, so we cannot be perfects. That labyrinth where you stayed, there were only mirrors that showed what you wanted to see, not the real you. Only people with pure hearts would be able to pass through the task, because pure-hearted people are happy with what they have." She told him,never leaving a sweet smile on her face.
Clef listened to all her words and got shocked at all her knowlegde about life. She was indeed very young, but already knew many things about this life. She knew that people wear masks during their lives,something that you would only find out after many long years of study of philosophy.
"Now I understand why you are so powerful. You don't have only a lot of strenght, will and intelligence. You also understands the real meaning of life."he said.
She nodded and they continued with their journey.