Yuki-hime - bishoujosenshi_hime@hotmail.com - PG-13
"Ihrie!" Lyle yelled at her as she fell into his arms. "Ihrie, wake up!" he said as he gently shook her. There was no response as she laid against him. It was very awkard. His knees were slightly bent as he tried to keep her upright and wake her at the same time. Plus the fact that she was against him in the first place didn't help either.
As the others saw this, Shigeo was the first and Fam, second, to try to help but the magic had created a barrier around the two. So they stood watching helplessly as Lyle was on his own. Rasha was even worried to the point that she didn't care about the fact that Ihrie was 'all-over her king'.
"What are we going to do?" Fam asked as she tried to touch the barrier again. It was very defensive.
"There's nothing we can do until Ihrie's magic calms down," Shigeo said as he watched the King and woman.
"She said something about the swords," Lyle's voice slightly echoed.
"What?" Shigeo asked.
"That's it. I don't know, she never finished." He looked down at her. "And I can't keep her like this the whole time."
Shigeo nodded and was about to say something when a loud laugh caught his attention. Everyone turned to see the man that was behind them, walking towards Ihrie and Lyle. He had jet black hair and dark blue eyes. "Finally, I have you!" he yelled at them.
"Who are you?!" Lyle asked commanding. He had noticed that the robes he wore were similar to Ihrie's, red but with black lining and he wore a golden dragon around his neck. If Lyle could see, he would have noticed that Ihrie wore the same one. He looked evil, and Lyle could feel it roll off of him.
"They call me Durgail. I am a Master Mage here for Ihrie." The man smiled as he walked toward them. Ihrie stirred in Lyle's arms as the man spoke again: "Ihrie has a new magic that she can't control and she needs someone to guide her."
"Like you?" Shigeo spoke as he stepped between the stranger and his target.
"And who are you to speak? You can not teach her to control something that no one has ever had." The man was angried by his actions and words.
"I think we can handle this just fine. Ihrie's strong and if she's survived this long with that new magic, then she'll survive for the rest of her life," Shigeo stated as he pulled his sword. "I think that you should leave before someone gets hurt."
Durgail nodded and smiled. "I understand what you're saying, but unfortunately I can not leave just yet. I came to talk to Ihrie and I intend to stay until that task is done."
Ihrie mumbled something catching Lyle and Durgail's attention. Lyle tried again to wake her with words. Durgail looked a little uneasy as her actions gave away to her waking. Ihrie mumbled something again, some of it catching Lyle's ears. "The swords....shouldn't...."
"Ihrie," Lyle's voice echoed in her mind. "Wake up."
"Lyle?" she asked as she glanced around. She was here again, the room of the castle.
"Ihrie," the feminine voice called out. She recognized it from when she opened the chest. "Ihrie, you must wake up. Your life and the lives of your friends are in danger."
"Danger?"
"Yes, you can help. You've learned how to control your power, but you don't realize it. You must believe that you can do it Ihrie." The voice held truth and Ihrie knew it. She'd been too afraid. Of what she didn't know. But that feeling of emptiness was always there. Could the magic fill it? Or could the knowledge that she might belong somewhere, had parents, a family?
These were questions that haunted Ihrie but she never let anyone know. It was her weakness, one that she preferred to be kept a secret.
When she opened her eyes, she saw blue cloth and felt velvet. She tried to move but was restrained by arms around her. Then she felt them give a little and looked up at her captor. Lyle, the King of Reon. "Lyle?"
He smiled at her. "Ihrie, your awake," he said simply. The relief and happiness that filled him couldn't be explained at that moment by either party. It was the joy of seeing a friend alive.
But Ihrie's awaking broke the barrier that she'd built around herself, to everyone unknownly. It gave Durgail a chance to attack, if Shigeo wasn't in the way. She slowly stood, the aches she had were painful but bearable until later. First there was business to take care of.
When she turned around, she was faced with a man. One who would seem to be no danger with the exception of his desire to conquer and rule everything on the planet. He seemed familiar, very familiar. The clothes were of the same color and design, with few changes, and he wore the golden dragon necklace. Now that the others could actually see Ihrie, they noticed the necklace around her neck. The one like Durgail's.
"Who are you?" Ihrie's voice echoed around the field. Everyone was quiet, afraid to move and catch the attention of someone dangerous. And at that moment, no one knew who should be worried about more, Durgail or Ihrie.
"They call me Durgail. I'm a Master Mage and I've come here to teach you how to use your new magic," he replied.
"Master Mage?" she snorted. "I don't need your help now, I can control my own gift. So if you don't mind, I want you to leave."
He smiled. "You haven't changed one bit, Ihrie. Still the arrogant bitch like your mother," he hissed. It caught her off-guard, and Durgail saw his window. "You really don't remember any of your childhood before that wizard cursed you, do you?" She glared at him. "I thought so. So I guess I did a better job than I thought, but it looks like I left a few loose ends to tie up."
"I'm going to kill you Durgail," she calmly replied. The words flowed from her without her thinking. The memories of her childhood were unlocked, as vage as they were. But the memory of her family murdered was still clear in her mind even though she couldn't clearly see faces.
He laughed at her proclaimation. "It's been tried my dear, dear princess."
Everyone froze at the last word. Ihrie was a ... princess. It was obvious that they were being left out of a big part of the conversation, but this seemed unreal.
"Ummm.... I hate to interrupt, but could one of you fill me in on what the hell you're talking about?" Shigeo asked. He stood with the others a couple of feet away from the two arguing.
"It's none of your business," Ihrie snapped at him. Even though she couldn't remember everything, just bits and pieces, she didn't feel like being bothered now.
"Tsk. Tsk. Now Ihrie, didn't your mother ever tell you not to be mean to the other kids," Durgail taughted her.
"You son if a ...."
"And the language that you picked up."
Ihrie had had enough, Durgail had pushed all the right buttons and he'd known it. "What the hell do you want from me?" she asked him.
"Your magic." It was the truth.
"So you can rule everything you see? I'm not that stupid Durgail," she replied.
"Then all you have to do is be with me. I don't want anyone opposing me," he said.
She smiled and nodded. "I understand now. I'm the only thing that can stop you. You want me to not interfere in your plans, right?" The castle room flashed before Ihrie's eyes.
He nodded and smiled. She'd got it. "No," came her reply which didn't throw him off-guard.
"I expected you'd say no, but I won't back down. Either you will join me or die like your family, Ihrie," Durgail whipsered to her as he smiled. And then he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
A wave of magic rippled through Ihrie, changing her black clothing back to the blue. The necklace disappeared. And before Ihrie's eyes the scenery changed. The castle room where she'd meet Degian, with the exception of the man himself. The book he gave her was on the table with a gold dragon necklace.
"Degian?" her voice echoed. And the only thing that answered was silence. Then the room rippled and Ihrie found herself beside a lake of silver staring across at a white horse. The image faded and Lyle's face became clear.
"Ihrie? Are you okay?" his voice was full of concern and his eyes held the look of fright.
"Lyle?" her voice cracked slightly. "What happened?" She felt the grass under her hands and tried to sit up, but Lyle restrained her.
"I'm not sure," he said as he glanced at the others.
Shigeo moved toward the couple on the ground. "Ihrie, I told you to stay put," he growled, anger in his voice, as he picked up the young woman from the King's arms.
She averted her gaze to the ground, slightly ashamed of her actions and the way she was being treated. Realization hit her hard, where she was, and who she was, not who she had been. She suddenly hit the man on the head. "Put me down!" Which he instinctively dropped the woman, who landed on her feet and walked away, leaving a baffled group of people behind.
*on knees begging* Please be gentle. ^^ I know this seems to be a twist and it wasn't a very long chapter at that, plus the fact that you all had to wait so long. The fact is.... I'm stuck! I need some ideas, and whether I use them or not everything is welcome. Plus there's another little tinny winny thing that I need to ask ya. I really need someone to read over my stuff and make sure everything is hunky-dory. Grammer stuff ya know. (I'm no good at that!) So please email me at bishoujosenshi_hime@hotmail.com.
On to another subject. I'd like to thank all the people that reviewed and encouraged me, whether they were death threats or not. ^^ I'm sorry I don't have the time to list you :( but you know who you are.
And finally - I'm not sure how much I'll be writing. I'll be gone all July to college in Oxford, MS. (Be happy for me! It's free cause I'm a great artist and only a Junior - going to be a Senior - in HS.) But hopefully I'll have access to a com and my writing will pick up. ^^ And again, Thanks!