Chapter 11: Cyrus
*Wow! Chapter 10 seems to have been a pretty big success. Thanks to everyone who reviews this story, it means a lot. Well, with that said, on with the show.*
In a flash of red light, they left. Left me to watch over the young lady who was unconscious before me. She was very beautiful. Her skin was a little on the pale side. Her gown was pale violet and she had pale blue hair, much like her brother. I just stared at her for a few minutes, enchanted by her. After a couple minutes, she began to stir. She looked up at me.
".....Wh...who are you?" she asked me. I got up quickly to help her up.
"My name is Sir Cyrus, Miss Schala." I replied.
"How do you know my name?" She seemed a bit flustered.
"I am here to help you, with a group of friends who are trying to revive him." She got her bearings as I spoke, while I pointed to Magus' lifeless form that lay upon the group in front of us.
"The Prophet! Why is he here?" I remembered what Glenn told me of Magus' wishes, so I refrained from telling her his childhood identity.
"He cares for you greatly, milady. He may have given his life to save you."
"I never knew he could be so kind."
"Neither did I?" I agreed with her.
"How did you know of him, sir knight." she asked. I wasn't about to lie, especially to a lady.
"In my time, he was a powerful wizard known as Magus. There, he set out on the destruction of the kingdom I serve, the Kingdom of Guardia. Back then, I was a hero of legendary status. I had taken the Hero's Medal from a great mystic known as the Frog King, which gave me right to bear the Masamune." she seemed somewhat intrigued by my story. "After I claimed the legendary sword at the Denadaro Mountains, I met him upon beginning my decent. It was there that I bore witness to his frightful power. With ease, he broke the Masamune in two. In that moment, I knew my life was over. I didn't try to run, rather, I urged my companion to flee, before Magus could take his life as well. He then ended my life using some powerful, shadow spell."
"How is it that you are here, then, Sir Cyrus?" her eyes widened as I spoke of my death.
"Ironically, I owe that debt to Magus. He brought me back to life. I don't know how or why, but here I am. He left the next day with my friend, Glenn, to save you. Tis a sad tale, his life."
"It is. I'm sorry to be a little rude, but when will we be leaving?" her demeanor left me spellbound.
"I am to look after you and Magus while my friends try to revive his soul in the spirit world. It could be some time."
"I see."
"If I may ask, Miss Schala, what was your life like?" I wanted to know even more about her. Everything from her beauty, her kindness, her smooth and beautiful movements enchanted my soul.
"I was a princess, in a beautiful kingdom in the clouds. I grew up with my brother and my mother. My father had died soon after my birth. My brother, Janus, was born of another man, a very kind man who took my as his own daughter. He died a few years after my brother's birth. I spent much of my time practicing spells so that I could someday be a great ruler and unite the enlightened and earthbound people. I felt sorry for them, having to live in the harsh wasteland that was the Earth. When I turned 15, the guru of life forged a Pendant for me. It was one of great power. It was the only thing in Zeal that could harness and use the power of the Mammon Machine, which fed from the power of Lavos." I recognized that "Lavos". It was the creature Magus planned to summon. I wondered why such an enlightened people would try to use such an evil power. "I was taken to the undersea palace, where I was forced by my own mother to draw massive amounts of energy from Lavos. My mother had been corrupted and changed by Lavos' power. Magus, the Prophet, urged her on. I didn't know it until he struck, but he planned to kill the monster. He knew it would awaken. He knew everything that would happen. It was there a brave boy died to save his friends. I transported the prophet and the boy's allies outside the palace. I used up my strength doing so, and was unable to save the Gurus and my brother, Janus." I felt so sad for her. The pain she must've felt. I had to console her somehow.
"Miss Schala. I've met with your brother, and he is doing fine. Tis a sad story you've told me. It is hardly believable that such a beautiful and kind young lady would have to endure a fate such as that."
"Thank you, Sir Cyrus. Indeed, Fate must have delt you a cruel hand to end the life of such a selfless and noble warrior." she chuckled a bit. Her laugh was intoxicating. I smiled back at her. Suddenly, the cave began to flash with light. The forms of Lucca, Glenn, Slash, and the children of the swords flickered in and out of view until finally solidifying themselves in this world.
"So, how is he?" I asked. Schala leaned forward, curious of the answer.
"......He's fighting. I don't know if he can do it, but he's trying." Lucca answered.
"Miss Schala! Thou art awake!" Glenn acknowledged Schala. She smiled to him. Her smile enslaved me to my very soul.
"Yes. I woke to hospitality of this kind knight. He told me of the events leading up to this." She looked at Slash. Slash just glared back.
"I do believe that we should retire to more comfortable arrangements." I said, trying to leave the dank cave for a shelter of more desirable arrangements.
"You're right. Okay, How are we going to do this?" Lucca said to herself.
"Perhaps I may suggest something." Glenn added. Lucca nodded and we listened.
"The Ladies and Magus go first, then Lucca comes back for two of us, then she retrieves the last of us."
"Who shall be last?" I asked.
"I guess I'll do it." Slash volunteered. He seemed to like the cave, anyhow.
"Alright then, let's get started." Lucca said. Glenn and I brought Magus through the cave and placed him in the time machine. Schala sat next to him, with Lucca in the drivers seat.
"We'll wait at my house. You guys wait here. I'll be back." and so she went, and we did as it was planned.
Never in my life had I met a woman like Schala. I knew from the moment She first spoke to me that my heart was her's to do with as she saw fit. My only question was if she felt the same for me. Time was the only thing that could answer that question.
*Ahh, so Cyrus has fallen head over heels for Schala. Don't worry, I'm not going to make this relationship begin exactly mutual in feelings. Cyrus is gonna have to win her over. And I haven't forgotten that Magus said there would be a note in a small hole in the cave, I'm going to draw attention to that later. Also, there's one thing I wanna say. As you may have noticed, there are a few typos in my story, I apologize for those. I usually don't get a chance to begin writing my chapters until 1:00 in the morning, so I'm usually a little zoned out. After it's through, I'll go through all the chapters and fix the typos to make the final draft of this story. Thanks to everyone who's read and reviews and keep'em all coming (Inflate my already grand ego even more, MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!) Keep your eyes peeled for the first installment of "The Prophet's Apprentice" which will be coming by the end of next week. PEACE!!!
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