'Who are you?' Mystic inquired suddenly, her voice low and hoarse.
'I am Varie Fanel,' the woman said warmly, smiling at Mystic. Mystic knew who the woman was, she had heard of her before!
'Folken's mother!' Mystic reached towards the woman, Folken's mother. Varie smiled warmly, before she took Mystic's hand, wrapping her arms around Mystic.
Mystic was shaking, she knew Folken's Mother was dead, but how could she be here, with Mystic? Mystic was so confused, she just wanted to stay in the warmth of those loving arms forever. But. forever didn't exist, did it? Mystic's shaking increased, she didn't want to cry. She would be punished.
'Do not worry child. Everything will be alright; if only you follow your heart and do what you believe is right.' Varie reassured Mystic, stroking her hair lovingly. Mystic sighed, all of her fear seemed to be draining away.
As long as you live, something good is bound to happen. The words rang through Mystic's head, who had said it? Had it been Varie, or someone else? Someone. from a distant memory, a life Mystic had forgotten?
Varie suddenly pulled away. 'I must leave now, Rachel,' she said as a bright light enveloped them and the surrounding darkness. Mystic covered her eyes with her arms, trying to block the light, but still trying to keep her eyes on Varie, Folken's Mother, the woman that had come to try to help Mystic through her hard times.
When she put her arms down, she was standing at the top of some old stone steps, looking out over an ancient city. It felt so familiar to her, she felt safe there, like nothing could touch her. The overwhelming feeling of calm washed over her. Everything was over now. Her pain was soon to end.
'Rachel....' She smiled at the name as a swift wind encircled her. She put her hands together at her chest, resting her chin on them as she grew the most beautiful white wings and her clothes changed into those of which she had once wore when she was a child.
She heard the sound of people running towards her. She looked over to the side slightly, it was Hitomi and all of them, and they were stopped and staring at her. Mystic's eyes were sad, but. happy.
Hitomi stepped forward. 'Mystic.... Rachel.....Who are you?' She asked.
'I am both of those people.' Mystic replied softly, looking out over the city again. The city, it had once stood tall and mighty above all other things. Like Zaibach. Mystic frowned at the thought.
'You---' Mystic cut Hitomi off suddenly, not looking towards anyone. Mystic just looked at the ancient city.
'I can never go home now, I see that.' Mystic interrupted.
'Zaibach is your home!!!' Von called out angrily to Mystic. Von still didn't understand, he didn't know who Mystic was, but. that was because he forced himself not to. He forced himself to look over the obvious.
Mystic laughed, shaking her head. 'Don't you see yet? I am just an experiment the Zaibach Sorcerers play with. I was kidnapped from the Mystic Moon, the perfect place. No one on Gaea would recognize me from anywhere. It was perfect, I was perfect.' Mystic explained the pieces finally all falling into place. Varie had revealed to Mystic a past that she had forgotten, a childhood she hadn't remembered, a family lost.
Hitomi started to run towards Mystic. 'Rachel!' But it was too late; a tower of white light engulfed Mystic, carrying her away, out of the arms of someone who really cared, someone like Varie.
Hitomi fell to her knees, wrapping her arms around herself as she cried and the last of the pillar of light disappeared. Hitomi started to shake, hot tears falling down her cheeks. She had let go of Rachel again. she had let her slip through her fingers.
The next thing Mystic knew she had landed on a cold metal floor. Like the Vione. She opened her eyes and looked around at her new surroundings. She was back on the control deck; she was still adorning the beautiful angel wings, and strange clothes.
All the soldiers had their swords drawn. Folken was looking down upon her from where he stood. Mystic looked up at Folken, his eyes were cold and un-caring.
'Mystic, what happened?' Folken asked, walking down to her, slowly and gracefully. So many emotions washed over Mystic then. Hate, love, distrust, confusion.. So many feelings, feelings towards Zaibach, Mystic couldn't take it, the stress enveloped her, causing her to fall to the floor as she lost consciousness.
Mystic woke up a few days later. She found out what had happened while she had been out. Nariya and Eriya had become quite ill. At least Eriya had, Nariya still hadn't returned to the floating fortress. Mystic was very worried about them, they had been there, always, even when Mystic hadn't wanted them to be there, they had been. they understood.
Mystic cried on Folken's shoulder. She didn't want them to be hurt, let alone die. Folken had held her close to him until she had stopped crying. Folken didn't cry, he didn't say anything either. He just watched as Mystic cried. She had once been feared by all. now she was reduced to a crying child, a crying woman.
Eriya soon woke up; she was not fully healed yet, but insisted on going into battle, not allowing Mystic to go in with her. Folken had to return to the control deck. Mystic followed Folken, having nothing better to do than annoy him and others.
Von attacked the Vione, shattering the glass surrounding the control deck, and throwing Mystic to the ground. Von was destroying everything. He was filled with an uncontrollable rage; he was determined to destroy everything and everyone on the Vione.
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AN: I'm so evil, war is serious and all, but people *do* have to have some fun every once and a while, even if it isn't fun for others. ~_^
'I am Varie Fanel,' the woman said warmly, smiling at Mystic. Mystic knew who the woman was, she had heard of her before!
'Folken's mother!' Mystic reached towards the woman, Folken's mother. Varie smiled warmly, before she took Mystic's hand, wrapping her arms around Mystic.
Mystic was shaking, she knew Folken's Mother was dead, but how could she be here, with Mystic? Mystic was so confused, she just wanted to stay in the warmth of those loving arms forever. But. forever didn't exist, did it? Mystic's shaking increased, she didn't want to cry. She would be punished.
'Do not worry child. Everything will be alright; if only you follow your heart and do what you believe is right.' Varie reassured Mystic, stroking her hair lovingly. Mystic sighed, all of her fear seemed to be draining away.
As long as you live, something good is bound to happen. The words rang through Mystic's head, who had said it? Had it been Varie, or someone else? Someone. from a distant memory, a life Mystic had forgotten?
Varie suddenly pulled away. 'I must leave now, Rachel,' she said as a bright light enveloped them and the surrounding darkness. Mystic covered her eyes with her arms, trying to block the light, but still trying to keep her eyes on Varie, Folken's Mother, the woman that had come to try to help Mystic through her hard times.
When she put her arms down, she was standing at the top of some old stone steps, looking out over an ancient city. It felt so familiar to her, she felt safe there, like nothing could touch her. The overwhelming feeling of calm washed over her. Everything was over now. Her pain was soon to end.
'Rachel....' She smiled at the name as a swift wind encircled her. She put her hands together at her chest, resting her chin on them as she grew the most beautiful white wings and her clothes changed into those of which she had once wore when she was a child.
She heard the sound of people running towards her. She looked over to the side slightly, it was Hitomi and all of them, and they were stopped and staring at her. Mystic's eyes were sad, but. happy.
Hitomi stepped forward. 'Mystic.... Rachel.....Who are you?' She asked.
'I am both of those people.' Mystic replied softly, looking out over the city again. The city, it had once stood tall and mighty above all other things. Like Zaibach. Mystic frowned at the thought.
'You---' Mystic cut Hitomi off suddenly, not looking towards anyone. Mystic just looked at the ancient city.
'I can never go home now, I see that.' Mystic interrupted.
'Zaibach is your home!!!' Von called out angrily to Mystic. Von still didn't understand, he didn't know who Mystic was, but. that was because he forced himself not to. He forced himself to look over the obvious.
Mystic laughed, shaking her head. 'Don't you see yet? I am just an experiment the Zaibach Sorcerers play with. I was kidnapped from the Mystic Moon, the perfect place. No one on Gaea would recognize me from anywhere. It was perfect, I was perfect.' Mystic explained the pieces finally all falling into place. Varie had revealed to Mystic a past that she had forgotten, a childhood she hadn't remembered, a family lost.
Hitomi started to run towards Mystic. 'Rachel!' But it was too late; a tower of white light engulfed Mystic, carrying her away, out of the arms of someone who really cared, someone like Varie.
Hitomi fell to her knees, wrapping her arms around herself as she cried and the last of the pillar of light disappeared. Hitomi started to shake, hot tears falling down her cheeks. She had let go of Rachel again. she had let her slip through her fingers.
The next thing Mystic knew she had landed on a cold metal floor. Like the Vione. She opened her eyes and looked around at her new surroundings. She was back on the control deck; she was still adorning the beautiful angel wings, and strange clothes.
All the soldiers had their swords drawn. Folken was looking down upon her from where he stood. Mystic looked up at Folken, his eyes were cold and un-caring.
'Mystic, what happened?' Folken asked, walking down to her, slowly and gracefully. So many emotions washed over Mystic then. Hate, love, distrust, confusion.. So many feelings, feelings towards Zaibach, Mystic couldn't take it, the stress enveloped her, causing her to fall to the floor as she lost consciousness.
Mystic woke up a few days later. She found out what had happened while she had been out. Nariya and Eriya had become quite ill. At least Eriya had, Nariya still hadn't returned to the floating fortress. Mystic was very worried about them, they had been there, always, even when Mystic hadn't wanted them to be there, they had been. they understood.
Mystic cried on Folken's shoulder. She didn't want them to be hurt, let alone die. Folken had held her close to him until she had stopped crying. Folken didn't cry, he didn't say anything either. He just watched as Mystic cried. She had once been feared by all. now she was reduced to a crying child, a crying woman.
Eriya soon woke up; she was not fully healed yet, but insisted on going into battle, not allowing Mystic to go in with her. Folken had to return to the control deck. Mystic followed Folken, having nothing better to do than annoy him and others.
Von attacked the Vione, shattering the glass surrounding the control deck, and throwing Mystic to the ground. Von was destroying everything. He was filled with an uncontrollable rage; he was determined to destroy everything and everyone on the Vione.
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AN: I'm so evil, war is serious and all, but people *do* have to have some fun every once and a while, even if it isn't fun for others. ~_^