The Last Amazons

By Dixxy

Chapter Nine: Cyan's Diary

(Sam)

After Sage walked me to the door and I was on my way back to the apartment, my armor reacted and I darted back outside. Something was wrong, and something was after Sage. I had to help him. Even if we had decided we weren't going to be an item, he was still my friend and my partner in arms.

Once I got outside, I saw someone had grabbed Sage. "Hey! Let him go!" I yelled out. I was about to add more, but then Sage's assailant looked up at me. The man before me looked familiar, but I couldn't figure out why until a few seconds later. My blood froze, my body went numb, and I just stared straight ahead at the mugger.

The man standing before me had long, blonde hair and a very deep tan. He was very tall with a thick build, even thicker then Kento's build with rippling muscles accented by a tight black T-shirt and even tighter jeans. A toothy grin that made my skin crawl. All and all, I knew that man.

My father. My father was alive, and he was kidnapping Sage.

Sage and I made eye contact, my friend's eyes filled with fear. He was struggling to free himself, but the cloth my father held over his nose and mouth must have been either suffocating him or drugging him. Not to mention my father is easily as strong as me, maybe even as strong as Kento, or as strong as the two of us combined.

Before I could snap out of my trance, my father threw a something down onto the ground. I was suddenly surrounded by a cloud of thick, gray smoke. I coughed, the chalky smoke clouding my vision and filling my lungs. I fell on all fours to the pavement, coughing and hacking as I tried to remove the offensive cloud away from my breathing air. How did that man get a hold of something like that? Never mind. How the hell is he even alive!?

Once I stopped coughing and the cloud was gone, so were my father and Sage. I looked around in panic, realizing that they were long gone. I cried out in frustration and slammed one of my fists into the ground, which didn't do much more than bang up my knuckles to the point of bleeding. I swore and stood up. I needed help. I looked at my apartment building and went back inside. Maybe I could call one of the others for help, or at the very least get my hand bandaged up (the one bad thing about having healing abilities is that you can't heal yourself). Then I had to figure out why my father had kidnapped Sage and how I was going to get him back.

With nothing else to do, I walked back into the building.

~

Ella was home when I got in. She didn't even ask a single question before she started to wash and bandage up my hand. I told her everything while she worked on bandaging me up. "Ella, what am I going to do?" I asked once she made the finishing touches. Ella tied up the bandage and I took off my shirt. Time to get something easier to move around in.

"Call your friends and track him down," she said, going for the phone. "They'll be able to help you, and you need help." Hmm, not a bad idea. I could get help from Kento or Keisha and track him down via psychic powers. Even as crazy as it sounded, we've all seen crazier.

But as luck would have it, Murphy's Law decided it was going to be my best friend that day and a bad situation got even worse. The lights flickered, the VCR digital clock went straight to midnight, and then, black. The entire apartment was shrouded in darkness. We had lost power.

"Aw, man!" I said, throwing up my hands in anger. "This SOOOO rots! First Sage is kidnapped by my supposedly DEAD father, and NOW THIS!? What the hell did I ever do to deserve this? Heck, what did SAGE do to deserve this? He's the one who's going to end up killed if I don't do something fast!"

"It gets worse," said Ella, hissing at me. "Phone's dead. And keep your voice down! Do you want our entire floor to know that you have supernatural powers, your dead father has just kidnapped one of your good friends, and that this kidnapped friend isn't even from this realm? Think, Sam, think!"

I groaned in frustration. "Then I'm going to find Sage and my father myself!"

"No!" said Ella. "Your father was supposed to have died ten years ago, and he's suddenly back? This isn't something you can take lightly! You should walk to the nearest Senshi's home and go get help from them. If he was able to come back from an eternal sleep, who knows what kind of powers he has?"

"Who said I was taking this lightly?" I said. "I'm taking this more seriously than I take my finals! Sage could get hurt, or even worse, DIE! I can't let that happen! He's my friend, and maybe more than that now. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I didn't do something!" I sighed heavily. "Besides, Ria and Sara are at the beach with Cye and Anubis while Rona's half way across town at Keisha's tonight. Kento's even FURTHER away."

"Cyan's diary," said Ella. I blinked in surprise. It took a while for what she said to register, but when it did, I raised an eyebrow. My mother's dying words had been about a diary owned by someone named Cyan. "That's the key. That'll explain why your father is alive and what you need to do to stop him."

More frustrated groans. Oh, like we're going to find the damned thing NOW? "We've been trying to figure that out for years and we STILL haven't figured out who Cyan was or why his or her diary was so important!" I said. "It's not worth the time to look."

"I'm going to go down to the storage bin and look for it myself," said Ella, turning on a flashlight. She headed to the door and gave me a stern look. "There MUST be something we keep overlooking. Are you coming, or are you going to go and get yourself and Sage killed?"

I sighed heavily and followed my now very determined aunt outside.

~

Once we were in the storage garage (they run on some other power source- no, we can't figure out why they do it either, but then again the landlord is pretty weird), we started to go through boxes that had books in them. "I don't see why it's going to suddenly turn up," I said.

"We never went through some of these boxes, remember?" said Ella, opening up a particularly dusty box. She coughed as the dust raised into the air. "Maybe it's in one that we never went through. We have to at least TRY." I still didn't give her a very sincere look. "Just give me fifteen minutes and then you can go off."

"Fine," I said. I started to go through old magazines, photo albums, and recipe books, but found no diaries or journals. I finished up one box and went to another. I couldn't help but feel that I was wasting my time as we went through all of these boxes. None of these things were helping, and I was beginning to wonder if it was already too late to save Sage.

Don't think that, Sam. Concentrate on finding him alive, I thought to myself as I persevered on. As much as I didn't want to admit it, she was right. The key to figuring out why my father was alive after all these years and how to rescue Sage was going to lie in the diary.

I reached for a third box. This one was sealed with very yellowed tape, obviously a box my aunt and I had neglected to look through. I peeled the tape off, finding it chipping easily as I pulled it off. After opening the top, I found a black diary on top. "What's this?" I asked, picking it up.

My aunt looked at the book and smiled, taking it in her hands. She placed it down to her lap and smiled. "That was my mother's diary," she said quietly. "I remember that she used to write in it very frequently. This, this can't be it. My mother's name was Jennifer and my father was Kyle."

"Was this in your possession or my father's possession?" I asked.

"Your father's possession. He was very attracted to it, but why do you ask?" said Ella.

I opened the diary and started to read.

August 31, 1963

Kai- no, I'm sorry, Kyle- bought me this diary to try and sway my thoughts away from the attack last week. You, being a book filled with blank lined paper, can never understand the horror and sudden realization we felt when we watched our families and homes destroyed in a fit of Talpa's rage. I remember crying for the first time in my life. Never before had such strong emotions overcome me. I was so used to feeling nothing- no remorse, no love, no compassion- for the first twelve years of my life that it was a shock.

But Kyle and I have more important things to do. Our race may very well die out if we done escape to the Mortal Realm and live like normal humans. We look enough like them, so it shouldn't be too bad. Australia is a very nice country with very nice people in it, and we could very well find ourselves beginning to feel at home.

As long as I live and breath, I will try my hardest to help bring forth a new breed on Amazons. Amazons who don't live to kill, but live to help other live better lives.

Sincerely,

Cyan (Jenny)

I paled, frozen in place as I read the entry. Then, I bubbled up with excitement. Eureka! We'd done it! I knew what was going on now ! "This is it!" I said, leaping to my feet and pointing excitedly at the diary. Ella stared at me in a mix of wonderment, fright, and amazement. "This is Cyan's diary!"

"You're kidding," said Ella. She took the diary. "Talpa? Mortal Realm? Amazons?"

I thought back to Anubis' lecture a few days earlier. "The Amazons!" I said. "They were a race of people who lived in the Nether Realm. They were a sort of enemy species to the Flitteree. Allied with Talpa and Trulpa for a while before Talpa got mad at them and committed mass genocide." My blood froze. "If my grandparents were both Amazons. . . then you and my dad are both Amazons, too!"

"Wha?" said Ella. "You mean. . ." My aunt threw the book down. "I'm one of THEM!?"

"Now it makes sense," I said, starting to put the pieces together. "Amazons can fake their own deaths so effectively that he probably just made his body go numb and when no on was looking- c'mon, who's gonna make sure a stiff doesn't get up and walk away?- he just walked out of the jail. He's been in hiding all these years!" I lowered my eyes.

"The Amazon instinct must have stayed with him, and that's why he was always so cold and cruel. Why he was always so bitter," said Ella. "Your mother must have found the diary and confronted your father about it the night of her murder! The father of her child's parents claiming to be of another race? I'd ask questions, too."

This was all beginning to make sense. Everything that I didn't understand about myself was beginning to fall into place. "Then that makes me some sort of a hybrid," I said. "If my mother was human, and I think she was, then that means I'm half Amazon and half human."

"What does all this mean?" asked Ella.

"First, it means this is my role in the Age of Legends. Second, I've got to save Sage."

Ella looked at me in concern. "Alone? You're going to go after your father alone? He's a murderer AND an Amazon! There's no telling how dangerous that man is! How can you be so sure you can do this by yourself?" she asked. "Sam, you're my only family now. I hardly consider that ass-hole family and I don't want him to take your life, too!"

"I have to face my father down by myself. He killed my mother and I want to take revenge. I know a lot of the Amazon's powers- I can use them to hunt down Sage and my father. Plus, I have a mystical armor and I know how to use it- just ask Cara, she can tell you that for sure. This is something that-"

"-that I need to help you with," said Ella, also standing up. "I'm going with you."

My eyes widened in surprise. She was WHAT!? "What? You're kidding," I said, folding my arms. "I have the Halo of the Senshi to back me up. You have nothing. I don't want you to get hurt. You're the only family I HAVE, and I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you."

My aunt placed her hand on my shoulder. "No. My brother has caused me so much pain over the last ten years that I want to give him a piece of my mind. This is something I have to do as well. You know how close I was with your mother. Her death hurt me, too."

I sighed heavily. "Ella, you don't know how dangerous this is. I don't want you to get hurt or worse. I have to do this. Alone. If you want to help, then drive to Mike or Keisha's house and tell them where I'm going. I could use their backup. Even if you are an Amazon, you just learned about this tonight- you don't know ANYTHING about their powers!"

"But now I know that he killed our parents!" said Ella. She looked on the verge of tears. "I have to avenge them! You're avenging your mother and rescuing your love. I'm avenging my parents by assisting you. You're the only family I have. I don't want to loose you."

I closed my eyes. "Ella, you'd be better help if. . ." I tried to argue. But it was no use. There wasn't any way that Ella was going to back down from this fight. Even if I tried to just leave her, she'd find a way to follow me. If my father's instincts stayed with him then some of my aunt's instincts must have stayed with her, too. "I don't want you getting into this right away."

"What do you mean?" asked Ella.

I smiled. "You'll do better as a calvary than as a starting player. I'm an experienced fighter; I know how to handle myself in a fight. If I fall, then I've probably weakened him to a point that you can handle. Okay?"

Ella narrowed her eyes, but nodded. "You've grown up so much since I first started to take care of you. I'm proud of you, and I fully understand your decision. This isn't my place to lead."

We nodded in agreement as we started the long, solemn walk to where we though my father had taken Sage. The only question on our minds was what his plans were, and what had he done with Sage?

~

Mwahahaha! The plot thickens!

Winter: Thank you for commenting on the Sage/Sam "nakie" scene. Keep the language down. I don't know what's going to happen next *grins evilly- you know I do*. Yes I can leaving people hanging like this. You're right- it isn't human as we've just learned. This is the next part.

Sorry, I felt like being really silly there. Next chapter should be out soon. Until then, go read End of Innocence v2.0. It's a good story. I wrote it. Pain, anguish, suffering, suspense. . . am I cruel to Cye or what?

~Dixxy