Chapter Two
By Amythest Stone
AN- O_O reviews! LOTS OF REVIEWS!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! ^_______^
GG- *smacks head against keyboard* I AM SO SORRY! I DON'T HAVE YOUR EMAIL!!! *sobs* *hits head again* would've been sent but I don't have it! *hit hit hit* major apologies! So, wheres the next chapter of your story? HMMM? GET IT UP SOON! Btw, thanks a bunch for the review.
angeleyes99110- glad you like it! ^_^ I try. Keep reading and reviewing and I'll keep posting! Thanks for the review!
Arianna- *:P* where have you been lately!!!! Anywho, : P on you! You've nagged me plenty and look! LOOK! ITS UP! *wahahahahahahahahahahaha* its up its up its up its up! Yes, believe it or not, thank you for the review!
DeeSarrachi- ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ Love your fic a lot! lol, get another chapter up soon! I await! Anyway, thanks so much for the review!! Love reviews! Love reviews! Insane fans? Love insane fans! They give me the best ideas most the time! lol!
angelic-dvl-558- ^_^ TY for the review, oh odd one! Keep reviewing! Love reviews lots! I wanna see bunches out of insane people!
Anyway this may seem a tad odd. I know because I've read it myself. Anyway, I'll try to get the point across at the end of the chapter!
~*~
"And what makes you think I care? I'm not a part of that world anymore. I could care less what happens to it," the caretaker said. "The Goddess is gone, the rest of the gods and goddesses are not worth saving. The world itself is relatively wretched." He was laughing.
"If you don't care what happens to it then WHY are you not letting us do our job?" April insisted, getting up into his face, glaring.
He tilted his head slightly to be eye level with her. "Because it's my job to keep these from getting messed with."
Some sort of staring contest occurred at that point. April was wearing a glare that befitted a girl ready to kill. He was staring back calmly as though none of it mattered to him anyway. Well, it didn't. After all, he was the one with the big pointed sword.
"You know what?" I said finally, "I think Mr. man-with-the-sword has a point, April." I edged forward slowly. "Now why don't we just leave, it was just a trial run anyway..."
"No!" she snapped, not even turning towards me. Her eyes were still locked on his.
"April, I think Chris might be right on this occasion," Jalil said, eyeing the man with the sword. "There are other ways. Technology can help. We'll find another way to do it, we just have to get back and unless you are in one piece we can't."
"No!" she replied again. An emotion was crossing her face that wasn't there before. I couldn't quite recognize it but it was familiar.
David was busy looking at the mural, looking at the Goddess and the prophecy. Something was making him think to. Why did I always feel left out when they all started thinking like this?
April was staring, but she cocked her head to one side curiously. Reaching up, she let her fingers brush the guy's face. That ended the staring contest. He lurched backwards like he had been slapped, his hand tightening on his sword.
"Is that you?" she asked, looking at him carefully. "Is that really you?"
He didn't respond. Whether it was because he was just as clueless as me about what was going on or because he didn't know what to say was only for the gods to decide.
"Savior...." David murmured, touching the mural gently. "Goddess..." He was almost in a daze. Jalil looked over and seemed to see what our fearless leader understood.
So, I was stuck in the middle of it all, April staring down a guy who was at least two hundred years old if not older, David in a daze, Jalil falling into one. It all had to do with this guy that we really didn't know. Somehow, I was the only one lost, confused, and vaguely hungry.
A sound came from behind me. It was faint, soft like a silk shoe on the hard stone. I turned slightly, finally finding something to be mesmerized with. The padding noise came closer as someone walked closer. I was the only one noticing, do to the fact everyone else was too caught up with their own discoveries. A shadow appeared on the wall and the person turned the corner.
"DADDY!" the little girl shrieked, standing just after the turn. She looked five or six years old. She was dressed in what I had to guess was a kimono, carrying a small whicker basket and wearing small soft looking shoes.
The blonde turned sharply towards her, and looked at her with something between horrification and sheepishness.
"Daddy!" The little black haired girl was trembling. "You promised!" She sniffled and ran over to him, pushing past April so she could throw her arms around him. April looked startled when she saw the child. Well, who wouldn't be?
"Kinny, I-" he began, almost stuttering. It was kinda funny. This guy, who appeared to be our age but was probably older, looking afraid of a girl a fourth of his height.
"YOU PROMISED!" she wailed, "YOU PROMISED!" She pressed her face into his shirt.
"Yes, I did promise. I'm sorry," he said softly, stroking her hair in an effort to calm her. "But as you can see more people have come and I didn't want them to take the paintings."
The child sniffed hugging him all the tighter. "Oh." She looked at all of us with a critical eye. Her arms moved from around her father's waist to her hips, and she cocked her head to the side. "Well, I suppose we'll just have to invite them for tea."
The man blinked at her for a few seconds, opened his mouth to protest but immediately was stopped by a small hand. "Don't argue with me, Daddy. You aren't supposed to be up. So, we'll invite the archeologists for tea. You can then explain everything to them." His mouth snapped shut and he shook his head. Without a word, he disappeared back into the shadows.
The little girl, Kinny, looked at us all, picking up her small whicker basket with a smile. "I'm sorry if my Daddy threatened you. He's always in a bad mood when he's hurt. Plus a bunch of archeologists," (she stumbled through the word), "have been bugging us lately. Come on, you can have tea with us."
Food. It all sounded good to me. The little kid seemed cute enough and she could control her rather insane father. April was dazed and confused but seemed ready enough to follow the child into the unknown. There was a glimmer in her eye that spoke of something. That something was unsafe.
Jalil was engrossed with the picture, now. He and David were standing next to each other, staring at it. I couldn't see what was so interesting but then again I was intellectual like they were.
"That's the Goddess, Megami. She's the only thing remotely related to Japan here. It's a very strange place because these are all actual ruins but they are painted by the Greeks, Romans, Irish, Celtic. Bunches of people painted here that no one else has records of. That's what my Daddy says at least." Kinny shrugged extravagantly. "You can look at it more later if you want." Jalil snapped out of it.
"Alright, you said we were going to have tea, right?"
"Yes."
"Your father will explain this later?"
"Of course, he always does before he kills you."
Silence.
"Just joking."
She led us to a large cavern which had been turned into a homely place. More paintings were on the walls giving no need for pictures or much of anything. Just a small wood powered stove, assorted pots and pans and such.
Her father was no where to be seen.
By the time we were all well through our second cups of tea and devouring our third or forth rice balls, he reappeared. His sword was sheathed in the harness on his back, and he was looking tenser than he had before. We were sitting on the floor at a low table on cushions thankfully. He settled down, kneeling on his own cushion at the head of the table.
"After we send these nice people on their way, you're going to bed, Daddy," Kinny said firmly, handing him a cup of tea.
"Of course, neko."
"No buts."
"Of course not, neko. Now, you can go play. I'm going to talk to them." He waved his hands, shooing her back the way we had come. Once the sound of her footsteps had receded, his attention fell back onto us.
"Okay, now really, what do you want?" he asked, in a voice filled with seriousness. He sounded tired, and in the better light he looked pale.
"Exactly what we said before," Jalil replied, pouring himself some more tea. "We want to cut Ka Anor from the plans of Everworld."
He laughed. It was a real laugh, almost.
"No, seriously, what do you want? Do you want time to study the paintings? Do you want to take pictures? Do you want to see if they're real?" He sipped his tea. "I can't let you take any of the paintings, they're a set, they tell stories. Sorry, they can't be separated."
"But, Everworld will be destroyed-" April started. He waved his hand, rolling his eyes at her.
"God! I've heard that before. Anyone who can read what the writings say knows the prophecy of Ka Anor. You may not cut him out and stick him in a museum. I won't allow it." He flinched a bit as he stretched. "Is that all you want? I can't let you. This is a family heirloom."
"You don't believe us, do you?" April said, the glimmer fading.
"What? That Ka Anor is taking over Everworld?" A genuine laugh issued from his lips. "I think your nuts. Everworld does not exist! The plans for Everworld? The history of it? That's what they are called in the writings. Really, they're just cave paintings." He shifted. "Though you aren't the first person who came claiming that they really were."
"Who else?" I asked, out of curiosity. Who else would actually believe that Everworld existed?
"A girl, around your age, blonde hair grey eyes. Believed it was real. Gave me a good hack with her sword." So that's what Kinny was yelling at him about.
"Listen," he said, sounding final, "all I have to say is this. These are cave paintings. You can come here, you can study them, take pictures, worship them for all I care but you can't take them. I don't care how caught up you are with the stories. This isn't real. It doesn't exist." He stood. "Is there anything else I can help you with?"
"No, but I'm still waiting for my help," a cold, familiar voice hissed. "I really would like the plans, caretaker, before I must kill you."
We all turned on the spot. Before us, someone we never thought we would see again was standing. Senna was standing in the doorway, looking way to calm and happy.
~*~
Ooooh, creepiness. Anyway! Just trying to get this point across. This person thinks that April, Jalil, Chris and David are normal kids trying to steal a family heirloom. I am NOT trying to say that he's just a normal guy.
Dameon- : P Yeah, forget me, leave me dead in the dirt. I love you to, Amy.
Ah, poor baby, who knows! You may be in this!
Dameon- Not sure I wanna. You'll kill me again!
Spoiled sport.
Anyway, review! REVIEW! REVIEW! ^_^ And I might get the chapter up fast! Love reviews love reviews (acts like dumb dog that likes a car ride) REVIEWS REVIEWS REVIEWS!
By Amythest Stone
AN- O_O reviews! LOTS OF REVIEWS!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! ^_______^
GG- *smacks head against keyboard* I AM SO SORRY! I DON'T HAVE YOUR EMAIL!!! *sobs* *hits head again* would've been sent but I don't have it! *hit hit hit* major apologies! So, wheres the next chapter of your story? HMMM? GET IT UP SOON! Btw, thanks a bunch for the review.
angeleyes99110- glad you like it! ^_^ I try. Keep reading and reviewing and I'll keep posting! Thanks for the review!
Arianna- *:P* where have you been lately!!!! Anywho, : P on you! You've nagged me plenty and look! LOOK! ITS UP! *wahahahahahahahahahahaha* its up its up its up its up! Yes, believe it or not, thank you for the review!
DeeSarrachi- ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ Love your fic a lot! lol, get another chapter up soon! I await! Anyway, thanks so much for the review!! Love reviews! Love reviews! Insane fans? Love insane fans! They give me the best ideas most the time! lol!
angelic-dvl-558- ^_^ TY for the review, oh odd one! Keep reviewing! Love reviews lots! I wanna see bunches out of insane people!
Anyway this may seem a tad odd. I know because I've read it myself. Anyway, I'll try to get the point across at the end of the chapter!
~*~
"And what makes you think I care? I'm not a part of that world anymore. I could care less what happens to it," the caretaker said. "The Goddess is gone, the rest of the gods and goddesses are not worth saving. The world itself is relatively wretched." He was laughing.
"If you don't care what happens to it then WHY are you not letting us do our job?" April insisted, getting up into his face, glaring.
He tilted his head slightly to be eye level with her. "Because it's my job to keep these from getting messed with."
Some sort of staring contest occurred at that point. April was wearing a glare that befitted a girl ready to kill. He was staring back calmly as though none of it mattered to him anyway. Well, it didn't. After all, he was the one with the big pointed sword.
"You know what?" I said finally, "I think Mr. man-with-the-sword has a point, April." I edged forward slowly. "Now why don't we just leave, it was just a trial run anyway..."
"No!" she snapped, not even turning towards me. Her eyes were still locked on his.
"April, I think Chris might be right on this occasion," Jalil said, eyeing the man with the sword. "There are other ways. Technology can help. We'll find another way to do it, we just have to get back and unless you are in one piece we can't."
"No!" she replied again. An emotion was crossing her face that wasn't there before. I couldn't quite recognize it but it was familiar.
David was busy looking at the mural, looking at the Goddess and the prophecy. Something was making him think to. Why did I always feel left out when they all started thinking like this?
April was staring, but she cocked her head to one side curiously. Reaching up, she let her fingers brush the guy's face. That ended the staring contest. He lurched backwards like he had been slapped, his hand tightening on his sword.
"Is that you?" she asked, looking at him carefully. "Is that really you?"
He didn't respond. Whether it was because he was just as clueless as me about what was going on or because he didn't know what to say was only for the gods to decide.
"Savior...." David murmured, touching the mural gently. "Goddess..." He was almost in a daze. Jalil looked over and seemed to see what our fearless leader understood.
So, I was stuck in the middle of it all, April staring down a guy who was at least two hundred years old if not older, David in a daze, Jalil falling into one. It all had to do with this guy that we really didn't know. Somehow, I was the only one lost, confused, and vaguely hungry.
A sound came from behind me. It was faint, soft like a silk shoe on the hard stone. I turned slightly, finally finding something to be mesmerized with. The padding noise came closer as someone walked closer. I was the only one noticing, do to the fact everyone else was too caught up with their own discoveries. A shadow appeared on the wall and the person turned the corner.
"DADDY!" the little girl shrieked, standing just after the turn. She looked five or six years old. She was dressed in what I had to guess was a kimono, carrying a small whicker basket and wearing small soft looking shoes.
The blonde turned sharply towards her, and looked at her with something between horrification and sheepishness.
"Daddy!" The little black haired girl was trembling. "You promised!" She sniffled and ran over to him, pushing past April so she could throw her arms around him. April looked startled when she saw the child. Well, who wouldn't be?
"Kinny, I-" he began, almost stuttering. It was kinda funny. This guy, who appeared to be our age but was probably older, looking afraid of a girl a fourth of his height.
"YOU PROMISED!" she wailed, "YOU PROMISED!" She pressed her face into his shirt.
"Yes, I did promise. I'm sorry," he said softly, stroking her hair in an effort to calm her. "But as you can see more people have come and I didn't want them to take the paintings."
The child sniffed hugging him all the tighter. "Oh." She looked at all of us with a critical eye. Her arms moved from around her father's waist to her hips, and she cocked her head to the side. "Well, I suppose we'll just have to invite them for tea."
The man blinked at her for a few seconds, opened his mouth to protest but immediately was stopped by a small hand. "Don't argue with me, Daddy. You aren't supposed to be up. So, we'll invite the archeologists for tea. You can then explain everything to them." His mouth snapped shut and he shook his head. Without a word, he disappeared back into the shadows.
The little girl, Kinny, looked at us all, picking up her small whicker basket with a smile. "I'm sorry if my Daddy threatened you. He's always in a bad mood when he's hurt. Plus a bunch of archeologists," (she stumbled through the word), "have been bugging us lately. Come on, you can have tea with us."
Food. It all sounded good to me. The little kid seemed cute enough and she could control her rather insane father. April was dazed and confused but seemed ready enough to follow the child into the unknown. There was a glimmer in her eye that spoke of something. That something was unsafe.
Jalil was engrossed with the picture, now. He and David were standing next to each other, staring at it. I couldn't see what was so interesting but then again I was intellectual like they were.
"That's the Goddess, Megami. She's the only thing remotely related to Japan here. It's a very strange place because these are all actual ruins but they are painted by the Greeks, Romans, Irish, Celtic. Bunches of people painted here that no one else has records of. That's what my Daddy says at least." Kinny shrugged extravagantly. "You can look at it more later if you want." Jalil snapped out of it.
"Alright, you said we were going to have tea, right?"
"Yes."
"Your father will explain this later?"
"Of course, he always does before he kills you."
Silence.
"Just joking."
She led us to a large cavern which had been turned into a homely place. More paintings were on the walls giving no need for pictures or much of anything. Just a small wood powered stove, assorted pots and pans and such.
Her father was no where to be seen.
By the time we were all well through our second cups of tea and devouring our third or forth rice balls, he reappeared. His sword was sheathed in the harness on his back, and he was looking tenser than he had before. We were sitting on the floor at a low table on cushions thankfully. He settled down, kneeling on his own cushion at the head of the table.
"After we send these nice people on their way, you're going to bed, Daddy," Kinny said firmly, handing him a cup of tea.
"Of course, neko."
"No buts."
"Of course not, neko. Now, you can go play. I'm going to talk to them." He waved his hands, shooing her back the way we had come. Once the sound of her footsteps had receded, his attention fell back onto us.
"Okay, now really, what do you want?" he asked, in a voice filled with seriousness. He sounded tired, and in the better light he looked pale.
"Exactly what we said before," Jalil replied, pouring himself some more tea. "We want to cut Ka Anor from the plans of Everworld."
He laughed. It was a real laugh, almost.
"No, seriously, what do you want? Do you want time to study the paintings? Do you want to take pictures? Do you want to see if they're real?" He sipped his tea. "I can't let you take any of the paintings, they're a set, they tell stories. Sorry, they can't be separated."
"But, Everworld will be destroyed-" April started. He waved his hand, rolling his eyes at her.
"God! I've heard that before. Anyone who can read what the writings say knows the prophecy of Ka Anor. You may not cut him out and stick him in a museum. I won't allow it." He flinched a bit as he stretched. "Is that all you want? I can't let you. This is a family heirloom."
"You don't believe us, do you?" April said, the glimmer fading.
"What? That Ka Anor is taking over Everworld?" A genuine laugh issued from his lips. "I think your nuts. Everworld does not exist! The plans for Everworld? The history of it? That's what they are called in the writings. Really, they're just cave paintings." He shifted. "Though you aren't the first person who came claiming that they really were."
"Who else?" I asked, out of curiosity. Who else would actually believe that Everworld existed?
"A girl, around your age, blonde hair grey eyes. Believed it was real. Gave me a good hack with her sword." So that's what Kinny was yelling at him about.
"Listen," he said, sounding final, "all I have to say is this. These are cave paintings. You can come here, you can study them, take pictures, worship them for all I care but you can't take them. I don't care how caught up you are with the stories. This isn't real. It doesn't exist." He stood. "Is there anything else I can help you with?"
"No, but I'm still waiting for my help," a cold, familiar voice hissed. "I really would like the plans, caretaker, before I must kill you."
We all turned on the spot. Before us, someone we never thought we would see again was standing. Senna was standing in the doorway, looking way to calm and happy.
~*~
Ooooh, creepiness. Anyway! Just trying to get this point across. This person thinks that April, Jalil, Chris and David are normal kids trying to steal a family heirloom. I am NOT trying to say that he's just a normal guy.
Dameon- : P Yeah, forget me, leave me dead in the dirt. I love you to, Amy.
Ah, poor baby, who knows! You may be in this!
Dameon- Not sure I wanna. You'll kill me again!
Spoiled sport.
Anyway, review! REVIEW! REVIEW! ^_^ And I might get the chapter up fast! Love reviews love reviews (acts like dumb dog that likes a car ride) REVIEWS REVIEWS REVIEWS!