Chapter 6
Tara and Irene looked around the throne room; it was quiet, too quiet. "Irene…" Tara began.
"Shhhh," Irene gestured, "I'm trying to get some feeling from this room."
"What do you feel?" Tara asked.
"Pain," Irene said sadly, "feelings of pain, torture, and sorrow. But one feeling sticks out, sadness."
"What type of sadness?" Tara asked.
"I can't sum it up in a single word," Irene said, "but the main feeling is a deep sense of betrayal and sadness by a loved one. A pain that took place for the sake of saving others."
"Creepy," Tara shuddered.
"I could ask the cards," Irene said.
"No," Tara replied, "for once, I would like to find stuff out on my own by…" suddenly, a vision played in the back of Tara's mind.
'She was in the throne room; Tara could feel sadness running through the air. She was in the shadows, looking at three men standing in the middle of the room, holding someone who was about ready to pass out. Tara recognized the three fuzzy images as Dais, Cale, and Sekhmet. Their prisoner was also fuzzy, but unrecognizable. The feeling that radiated from the picture was one of hurt, sadness, betrayal, and anger. She tried to get closer to the picture, but it only became more fuzzy.'
Tara still stared into space when Irene shook her, "Tara," she questioned "what happened?"
"I saw an image play in the back of my mind," she replied, "it was fuzzy, but I could feel all kinds of emotions."
Irene looked at her and smiled, "you have seen a vision."
"What do you mean a "vision?" " Tara asked.
"When you see a vision," Irene replied, "it means that a spirit needs your help to discover the truth about something. It appears that this spirit has great faith in your abilities."
"But what can I do?" Tara argued, "I can't fight, I don't have an armor, and I don't have any psychic abilities. What good can I possibly be?"
"Whoever sent those visions," Irene smiled, "believes in your abilities, no matter if they are small or great. This spirit knows you are capable of doing the job he or she wants you to do."
'I hope you're right Irene,' Tara thought, 'And I hope I don't screw up the trust this spirit is giving me.'
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At Mia's house, everyone was sitting in the living room, making a plan to attack the castle. Loren seemed unusually calm about the attack, even helping out with the planning, but Sekhmet knew Loren. Despite her constantly claiming that she was not Anubis, when it came to operations like this, she had Anubis' demeanor. When something like this happened in the old days, Anubis remained clam on the outside, while he burned like a raging fire inside. And Loren was just like that, 'I wish she weren't in denial,' Sekhmet thought, 'yes, she looks different from Anubis, and yes she does have some differences, but she's mostly got Anubis in her. I wish she would realize that.'
Night was falling outside, "I think we should get some sleep," Sekhmet suggested, "we can think better in the morning."
"Sure," Loren smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow."
When Loren got upstairs, Sekhmet looked at the others, "I think from now on, we don't mention to her that her personality is the same as Anubis'."
"It's the truth," Rowen stated.
"I know," Sekhmet sighed, "but she is a little different, and I know it gets her angry."
"You're right," Cye said, "I don't think we should tell her. It would only complicate things even more."
"Still," Sekhmet said, "do you have the "ring of protection" plan we set up ready, just in case something happens?"
"Yep," Kento smiled, "the operation will go into effect on your command."
"Then we all know what we have to do?" Sekhmet finished.
"Yes," all five Elementals replied.
"Good," Sekhmet smiled back.
Tara and Irene looked around the throne room; it was quiet, too quiet. "Irene…" Tara began.
"Shhhh," Irene gestured, "I'm trying to get some feeling from this room."
"What do you feel?" Tara asked.
"Pain," Irene said sadly, "feelings of pain, torture, and sorrow. But one feeling sticks out, sadness."
"What type of sadness?" Tara asked.
"I can't sum it up in a single word," Irene said, "but the main feeling is a deep sense of betrayal and sadness by a loved one. A pain that took place for the sake of saving others."
"Creepy," Tara shuddered.
"I could ask the cards," Irene said.
"No," Tara replied, "for once, I would like to find stuff out on my own by…" suddenly, a vision played in the back of Tara's mind.
'She was in the throne room; Tara could feel sadness running through the air. She was in the shadows, looking at three men standing in the middle of the room, holding someone who was about ready to pass out. Tara recognized the three fuzzy images as Dais, Cale, and Sekhmet. Their prisoner was also fuzzy, but unrecognizable. The feeling that radiated from the picture was one of hurt, sadness, betrayal, and anger. She tried to get closer to the picture, but it only became more fuzzy.'
Tara still stared into space when Irene shook her, "Tara," she questioned "what happened?"
"I saw an image play in the back of my mind," she replied, "it was fuzzy, but I could feel all kinds of emotions."
Irene looked at her and smiled, "you have seen a vision."
"What do you mean a "vision?" " Tara asked.
"When you see a vision," Irene replied, "it means that a spirit needs your help to discover the truth about something. It appears that this spirit has great faith in your abilities."
"But what can I do?" Tara argued, "I can't fight, I don't have an armor, and I don't have any psychic abilities. What good can I possibly be?"
"Whoever sent those visions," Irene smiled, "believes in your abilities, no matter if they are small or great. This spirit knows you are capable of doing the job he or she wants you to do."
'I hope you're right Irene,' Tara thought, 'And I hope I don't screw up the trust this spirit is giving me.'
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At Mia's house, everyone was sitting in the living room, making a plan to attack the castle. Loren seemed unusually calm about the attack, even helping out with the planning, but Sekhmet knew Loren. Despite her constantly claiming that she was not Anubis, when it came to operations like this, she had Anubis' demeanor. When something like this happened in the old days, Anubis remained clam on the outside, while he burned like a raging fire inside. And Loren was just like that, 'I wish she weren't in denial,' Sekhmet thought, 'yes, she looks different from Anubis, and yes she does have some differences, but she's mostly got Anubis in her. I wish she would realize that.'
Night was falling outside, "I think we should get some sleep," Sekhmet suggested, "we can think better in the morning."
"Sure," Loren smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow."
When Loren got upstairs, Sekhmet looked at the others, "I think from now on, we don't mention to her that her personality is the same as Anubis'."
"It's the truth," Rowen stated.
"I know," Sekhmet sighed, "but she is a little different, and I know it gets her angry."
"You're right," Cye said, "I don't think we should tell her. It would only complicate things even more."
"Still," Sekhmet said, "do you have the "ring of protection" plan we set up ready, just in case something happens?"
"Yep," Kento smiled, "the operation will go into effect on your command."
"Then we all know what we have to do?" Sekhmet finished.
"Yes," all five Elementals replied.
"Good," Sekhmet smiled back.