Infinite Plunge
A/N: First things first… I have had a rigorous time with this story! Some error repost thing popped up while I was typing it… so I had to try and remember what I could off it and type it else where. Very emotional moment in my life. I cried. Anywho… this story is about the moment when Edea is taken over by Ultimecia. Everything is kind of made up. How I think it would be. It's based around a small poem I wrote, which will be included at the end.
It was night. The darkness was kissing the sand as the sluggish waves caressed the shoreline. Stars were tucking themselves inside of the dark velvet blanket. Ever so often, they would peek from behind the folds.
Breezes with the scent of salted flowers gently rolled across the field that lead to the orphanage. The grass strummed along with the winds tune.
Edea stood in the midst of nature in all its glory. The moon winked on the black ebony water that danced about her feet. It was almost like sparkles were flaming up in the suds. Her delicate feature of a mouth was upturned in a smile. With reality behind, she let herself take in the fantasy.
She curled her toes tightly into the sand. It's roughness was like rose petals. Promptly, and without another thought, she sat down. The water seemed to succumb to her. Small waves crushed themselves upon her sides.
I love the life here. I love the children. They are my life. But sometimes… as all humans do… I wait for that escape. The one that never comes. When I think I've reached it, all it does is slide out of my vision.
It had been a few years since Edea had been able to run the orphanage by herself. She had volunteers. They were great with the children and she considered them a part of her family. She knew that if something happened to her, the children would be safe.
The children will be safe...
She had never told anyone about her family. Her mother and father almost remained a mystery to practically everyone. Everyone except herself. Edea's father wasn't the best man in the world, but he kept them fed... most of the time. That was one of the reasons she had started the orphanage. So no child would experience what she did... if she could help it. Laybien Starfire had abandoned then when Edea was 15. As far as anyone knew, he was still alive, and living somewhere in the Deling area.
Kabira Starfire was more than Edea's mother. She had been her best friend. In the last years of her childhood, things began to change. People would stare hatefully at her mother. Then she had not known why. An hour before her mother passed away, she learned the reasons for the glares.
With the moon slowly crossing the sky in front of her, Edea slipped into a memory.
She never seemed to age in Edea's eyes. Her silvery-black hair cascaded down her back. It stood out boldly against her soft brown eyes. Everyday Edea wished she looked more like her mother. Instead, she was stuck with straight brown hair that traveled to her waist. The only thing they had in common were their eyes. The brown and caramel streaks stood out against the color of their skin.
It was late in the afternoon and Kabira was lying on the bed, her eyes shutting out the dimming sunlight. Edea walked into the room with a glass of water between her small hands. When she had entered the room, Kabira had opened her eyes. Their previous brown color was nonexistent. Now, a vivid amber-gold color smoldered. Her lips were stretched into a faint smirk. The glass smashed to the ground. Shards littered the wooden floor and sliced into Edea's feet.
"Pleasant afternoon, Edea?" The voice escaping from her mothers lips was not her mothers. It was deep and commanding, soothing and hypnotizing. Edea found that she couldn't move anything, not even her eyes which were transfixed upon the amber.
Kabira rose from the bed, no muscle in her body twitched, and she didn't falter once. With a few rapid graceful movements Kabira was standing in front of Edea, looming over her like sky scrapers on the horizon. Finally, in a desperate battle, Edea found her voice. "Mom?" Kabira's ringing laughter dripped thickly with the darkness of evil and hate. It was then the Edea realized something was definitely not right.
Her realization came a second too late. Kabira's hands closed over her throat and crushed the air pipe. Blackness consumed Edea.
The tide was coming in. White suds had found their way chest level. Edea's hair was clinging frailly to her shabby brown shirt. The night's twinkling eyes were beginning to close, and the moon's silver face was leaving the room. Unconsciously tears began to drip down her cheeks. They were lost in the swirls of salty water.
Edea's eyes flickered open. Her mother's face blocked out the light. "Edea! Are you okay? I don't know what happened. I woke up and you were lying here at the end of the bed! Sweetie!" Kabira engulfed her daughter in a hug. She was crying. Edea was in a daze. Even in the midst of her confusion, she decided not to mention what had happened.
Suddenly, Kabira collapsed at Edea's feet. "Are you okay Mom?!"
The water was harassing Edea's chin now. There was no difference between it and the tears.
There was Kabira, stretched out on the floor. Edea hadn't be able to move her to the bed. Black hair was stuck to her cheeks. The brightness of her eyes was slowly fading. "Edea…" At the mention of her name, Edea perked up and moved closer to her mother. "Yes?"
It was the two of them in Kabira's bedroom. It had been the two of them for the last 3 years. Silence rolled through the house, reverberating off the walls.
Kabira reached up and pulled Edea's head towards her own. Cold lips met Edea's forehead. Edea experienced many things in a matter of seconds. Violent shivers ripped at her spine, and waves of heat clawed her mind.
Kabira's cold, unmoving hand fell to ground simultaneously with Edea's rigid body.
Edea Starfire… Edea Kramer… Sorceress.
In that moment, the water flooded over her head. She was completely lost from all sight.
The waves were steadily crashing along the shoreline.
"We can rule together Edea, just you and I. The world can be in the palm of our hands. It only takes one thing…"
"What do I need to do?"
"Give in to me."
Complete darkness had over taken the land where to orphanage resided. The children and assistants were all asleep. Harmony was etched on every door.
Hell was breaking through on the beach.
In the spot where Edea had been sitting, it seemed as if the water was ablaze with gold flames. The color stood out resilient against the onyx sky. Gold lit water flames licked upwards into the air. Silence befell the surroundings.
"Alright."
An explosion sounded, but mortals were deaf to its screeching. The water quickly receded away from Edea. It was stuck in a backward motion.
"I will show you nor anyone else mercy."
Edea was not quite Edea anymore. The simple brown of her hair had transformed into a black more bold than the surrounding gold. Her eyes; liquid amber. Shabby brown dressings were no more. A slick black dress hugged her every curve. Dark poised lips met in a slight frown.
"I am here to bring the world together, under the way I see fit… You cannot stop me."
"I wish not to stop you Mistress…"
It was during that night when the world was introduced to Hell in the form of a body. The epitomy of all that was evil… all powerful.
Edea Starfire… Edea Kramer.
Thus begins the Second Sorceress War.
A/N: What did you guys think? Review and let me know. This turned out a lot longer than I had expected. I really really like it!!