They arrived at the darkened shrine, a dark aura surrounded the atmosphere of the sky above it. From afar, the shadow of the mighty creature shadowed over the ground below. Quetazolt slowed its pace and landed on the ground. The granite floor screeched as the large claws of the creature scratched against it as it lightly landed. Matt jumped down of the creature's back and landed with agility on the polished floor. He tightened his grip on the girl's lean waist and heads toward a large moonstone door. His strong hands pushed the heavy door open, and he stepped inside the room.
'Where am I?' Sora asked herself, her head was still spinning wildly. She felt her head being bang continuously onto a hard cold object. Her eyes flared open when he felt a pair of arm on her waist. She looked in front of her to see a shining black metal, she winced as her forehead continued to bang on it repeatedly. She shifted her gaze to her side to see a weird exterior. That's when she finally noticed that she was actually upside down. She then diverted her gaze down or maybe up her waist. There she saw the back of the head of the person carrying her. The shiny golden tresses was unmistakable, it was Matt. Sora wanted to rejoiced, but not now. She braced herself as she felt her body being flung over Matt's shoulder and landed on a…
SPLASH
Sora gasped as water filled her lungs. She leaps out of the water and managed to grab onto something solid . She rubbed her eyes off the water and opened her eyes. She coughed the remaining water out of her mouth and noticed a cold black shiny object wrapped in her arm. She immediately backed away, to her surprise the object in her arm was actually Matt's hand. His armor was wet from the splashing of the water. Sora just watched as Matt stared at her with an observing steel gray eyes. Sora sunk deeper into the water, why was Matt staring at her like that. Her intense stare made her feel almost naked. Out of the blue, his hand reached for her face. Sora staggered at the coldness off Matt's finger on her cheeks, they felt like a block of ice.
Her wet hair was plastered on her skin. She can feel his hand moving slowly to her ear. 'What is he doing?' Sora mentally asks herself as she felt her face redden under his gentle caress. "Yamato… STOP!" She said pushing his hand away from her face.
There were no infuriate reaction from him, he merely moved his hand away and moved the side. Behind him, revealed a shadow.
'It was that woman.' And Sora was sure of it.
"You've down a very good job my knight," She said her voiced hissed and echoed through the room.
"It is my pleasure to serve you, my goddess Shiva," Matt said bowing at her feet.
"My… my Siren… you've gotten uglier since I last saw you." Shiva spoke in mockery. Shiva looked at the simple attire that adored Sora's body. Sora was wearing a mere black short sleeved shirt with a cargo knee length pants, knee length socks and a pair trekking boots… well to her it looks modest. Maybe to Shiva who hadn't had any fashion update for god knows how long, thought it as plain ugly.
Sora was rigid, she prayed in her heart however or whatever she did in that forest and wished she can do it now to fight off this monster.
Shiva glides toward her rival and hovered in front of her. She looked at Siren's face, and her face turned pale. Sora had the same determine look she had went she send her trapped inside the tomb. The memory flooded inside the mighty goddess mind, messing with her sanity. She let out an agonizing scream and in an instant disappeared into luminous green light.
Sora took a deep breathe and calmed herself. She was scared but she was sure at that moment Shiva was even scared of her than she is to her.
'Why did she call me Siren?'
(Author's Notes: It's pronounced as C-ren and I hope by now you've figure out whose Siren is… ok for those who haven't got a clue, Sora is Siren. Shiva and Siren is the name of the goddesses in the Indian religion. Shiva is the goddess of Death, while Siren as you guys would have guess is the goddess of Love and Beauty. How on earth Sora could become the goddess of love? You know how this reincarnation stuff, in 'Hindu', they believe in 'karma' you know rebirth and they believe among humans a god is reincarnated into a human body to take care of the human. Ok now back to our story!)
Sora was dumbfounded. But first she had to finish what she came here for. To save Yamato. Wherever he is. Sora rubbed the side of her arm, finally realizing how cold the water is. Her bones felt like they're clattering against each other at the very low temperature. She lifted her leg and swung it out of the pool of water, just her feet escaped the dreaded cold water did she notice how heavy her boots were after soaking so much water. She was struggling to get the heavy boots of her foot while hanging at the edge of the pool. She finally lost her balance and bounced right back into the pool with a loud splash. As she submerged above the water she heard a sarcastic laughter from a deep monotone voice. She looked to see Yamato at the end of the room laughing at her.
"Ha… Ha… Ha… laugh all you like! Very funny!" I yelled in anger. I know at that moment I should feel scared. He could have separated my body with my soul anytime if he wanted to but there I was pissing him off! What am I thinking!? His thin lips curved into a coy smile. Then a voice ordered behind his mind.
"Take Siren to the dungeon, I have another task for you my loyal knight," Shiva hissed.
'At last!' I thought with a sight I finally got myself out of the golden pool. Then I felt a hand grabbed me and pulled me away. I stumbled to the floor. Yamato looked at me, seeing how slow I was he decided it'll be easier if he'd carry me…
Or that's what I thought.
He took a handful of my hair and dragged me all the way to the dungeon.
Once there he threw me inside a cramped dungeon. I rubbed my sore head. Thank god I have strong follicle or I might have been bald by now. There I was with only one boot's on, and all wet not to mention cold. I was worried as Yamato locked the door and placed the key which looked like a cube onto the wall with the rest of the other cubes. He didn't seem to remember me at all. He was starting to walk away. I had to stop him.
"Hey!" I yelled.
He turned around with one swift move and kneeled down in front of my cell.
"Yamato it's me!" I said reaching my hand out of the cell and held hand.
"Me who?" He asked back quirking his eyebrow.
"Sora!" I said.
"You mean Siren the mighty goddess of the 7th sky," He answered.
"NoNoNo! Sora Takenouchi! I'm your classmate, your friend, remember the digital world? Tai? Jyou? Mimi? Anything?" I struggled to explain.
"What are you saying?" He asked me his eyebrow quirked even more.
'Oh god help me!' I said slapping my head.
"Don't you remember anything?!" I said pulling him closer to my cell. My face was pressed against the icy metal bars of my cell. I searched his eyes but they held nothing. I feel his hot breath on my skin, the cool temperature made it appear like whip of smoke.
"I must go, my master calls for me." He said.
I let down my grip from his shoulder and pulled back… that's when I panic. My face was fixed to the metal bars. The damned coldness of the place and the moisture on my skin must have frozen it together. I squirmed to pull back but it hurts.
"OUCH!"
"What's wrong?" He asked me.
"I'm stuck." I said pointing at face.
He chuckled and retreated back to help me.
He blew his warm breath onto my skin and starter rubbing it with his index finger. It worked, as a part of my skin was slowly separated from the metal. He continued to rub and puffed the rest of my face undo.
Then I asked him.
"Do you like Shiva?" I said.
He licked his index finger and continued to rub. I thought he wouldn't answer.
"The goddess Shiva is the most Beautiful and Powerful being in the universe. Anyone would be stupid enough to disobey her. She will sacrifice you and claim her rightful throne as the ruler of all the seven skies." He answered.
"How do you know she's the most powerful?" I questioned him.
He stopped rubbing and looked at me.
"Well if you're more powerful than the goddess Shiva, why are you trapped here like a little mouse in this dungeon?" He answered simply.
That answer got me cornered. He's right. I am powerless, if I do have the power why can't I just bust out of here and with Yamato and revive my family and Mr. Karim.
"Now I really must go," He said as he got up and left.
I pulled back to see my face fully detached from the metal bars.
"Thanks, Yama."