A.N: This chapter is set in that time after Michiru found Marian, but before the battle Haruka was caught in, at least for the first part...in the second part it's right as Haruka is falling.
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Dear Kaiousei… - Chapter 2: Wind and Sea
Michiru still had the sadness in her heart from the recent death of the amazing woman named Marian. She wished she could have done something.
Chances are the magic would not have worked, anyway. Michiru saw the woman's eyes; a deep teal. This was sign of direct royalty and a relative of the wind goddess herself.
At any rate of anything, tonight was story night. The mermaid elder, a beautiful woman with long, silver hair and the most amazing purple eyes, always told the tale of the night.
Tonight, she told a long forgotten tale that would be remembered. "The story of the Wind and Sea has been passed down many years, but often told in secret. It would be forbidden now."
Michiru's sisters, the other princesses of the Water Temple, who were actually elected to the part, sat behind her. She was the only actual royal in the room, and adored the tales of her grandmother-goddess. Michiru sat in front because the girls knew how much she loved the tales. The mermaid elder, Lizeera, stared down at her, a kind smile on her elegant face.
"At one time the wind and the sea were real women, though separate from their elements. They had names, though no one remembers them. And they were very free spirits."
"Wind was a tall woman, with the most intense teal eyes and light blonde hair, much like most Uranusians. Sea, on the other hand, had deep sapphire eyes that men would often lose themselves in. Sea had unusual hair, much like Michiru's; an aqua shade."
"Though the Water Goddess, Umi, offered Sea the most tempting men, the girl was only interested in women." Michiru heard a few disgusted gasps from the princesses, and rolled her eyes.
"Wind, too, had many suitors, but each was afraid of her. The Air Goddess, Sora, could never figure out the two women, especially when they were together and happy. They were in love. Every morning, Wind's strong wings would carry her down to meet Sea. But one day they proclaimed their love for each other to each other."
"This would never do, for that kind of love could not produce a child and make a permanent alliance between the elements. The great goddesses talked and came to one decision: the girls had to be split up. So Wind was sent to grace the clouds and sky, while Sea was confined to a watery prison."
"They were still in love, right, Lizeera?" Michiru asked, and could feel the cold stares of the girls on her back.
"Of course, child. They are immortal, and still love now, but only able to meet when the wind dances along the waves."
Michiru stayed when the others had left, thinking about the story. Many times she had seen the waves stretch up, only to be caressed back down by gentle and strong breezes. She sighed and though of Marian once more, before rising from her spot and swimming to the ocean surface.
The blonde warrior began to lose consciousness as she fell at the startling speed. But she managed to get into a diving position and when she hit the water, she sunk more due to the armor.
Michiru gasped when she saw the girl and grabbed her before she could sink far. But the woman was unconscious. "Damn," she whispered as she swam steadily to a nearby island with the body.
As she settled herself onto the sand, she got a sense of de ja vu. This warrior was blonde, too, and wore the same armor. Michiru ran a finger along the shoulder plate.
That's when she noticed something was wrong. 'Her shoulder's displaced.'
The aqua haired woman looked around, as if looking for someone. She gently removed the armor from off the fighter, revealing the black clothing underneath. She placed her right palm on the girl's hurt shoulder, placing her left one on top of it.
Michiru took a deep breath and summoned the magic she was not supposed to use on others besides her own kind. "Dear Kaiousei… please, help me."
She slammed both palms down onto the dislocated bone, forcing magic with it. The blonde let out a blood curdling shriek as the bone was reset. She stared blankly at the woman who had done it.
"What. Did. You. Do that. For?"
"I had to help you somehow."
"I would have been fine," Haruka managed to whisper, tears falling down her cheeks as her shoulder throbbed.
"I could get in trouble for this, but somehow I know I have to help you." Michiru noticed the teal eyes then. This warrior was not only brave, but a direct royal.
Haruka attempted to rise, only to meet the eyes of her savior. "You should rest, brave one."
"I don't want to."
"You must. Tell me your name."
"It's Haruka. Then again it's not an important fact."
Michiru ignored the annoyed tone of the taller woman. "Nice to meet you, Haruka. I will take care of you now. My name is Michiru."
"I don't need your help, thank you very much," the blonde said, voice ice cold as she got up. Her ivory wings fluttered and spread, stretching themselves. "I am going now."
Haruka's wings flapped once, but, in a last attempt to keep her there, Michiru caught her wrist.
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A.N: Not all that great of an ending, but I like the chapter's turn-out. I wanted to make Haruka seem cold and un-trusting. Did it work? -.o
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Dear Kaiousei… - Chapter 2: Wind and Sea
Michiru still had the sadness in her heart from the recent death of the amazing woman named Marian. She wished she could have done something.
Chances are the magic would not have worked, anyway. Michiru saw the woman's eyes; a deep teal. This was sign of direct royalty and a relative of the wind goddess herself.
At any rate of anything, tonight was story night. The mermaid elder, a beautiful woman with long, silver hair and the most amazing purple eyes, always told the tale of the night.
Tonight, she told a long forgotten tale that would be remembered. "The story of the Wind and Sea has been passed down many years, but often told in secret. It would be forbidden now."
Michiru's sisters, the other princesses of the Water Temple, who were actually elected to the part, sat behind her. She was the only actual royal in the room, and adored the tales of her grandmother-goddess. Michiru sat in front because the girls knew how much she loved the tales. The mermaid elder, Lizeera, stared down at her, a kind smile on her elegant face.
"At one time the wind and the sea were real women, though separate from their elements. They had names, though no one remembers them. And they were very free spirits."
"Wind was a tall woman, with the most intense teal eyes and light blonde hair, much like most Uranusians. Sea, on the other hand, had deep sapphire eyes that men would often lose themselves in. Sea had unusual hair, much like Michiru's; an aqua shade."
"Though the Water Goddess, Umi, offered Sea the most tempting men, the girl was only interested in women." Michiru heard a few disgusted gasps from the princesses, and rolled her eyes.
"Wind, too, had many suitors, but each was afraid of her. The Air Goddess, Sora, could never figure out the two women, especially when they were together and happy. They were in love. Every morning, Wind's strong wings would carry her down to meet Sea. But one day they proclaimed their love for each other to each other."
"This would never do, for that kind of love could not produce a child and make a permanent alliance between the elements. The great goddesses talked and came to one decision: the girls had to be split up. So Wind was sent to grace the clouds and sky, while Sea was confined to a watery prison."
"They were still in love, right, Lizeera?" Michiru asked, and could feel the cold stares of the girls on her back.
"Of course, child. They are immortal, and still love now, but only able to meet when the wind dances along the waves."
Michiru stayed when the others had left, thinking about the story. Many times she had seen the waves stretch up, only to be caressed back down by gentle and strong breezes. She sighed and though of Marian once more, before rising from her spot and swimming to the ocean surface.
The blonde warrior began to lose consciousness as she fell at the startling speed. But she managed to get into a diving position and when she hit the water, she sunk more due to the armor.
Michiru gasped when she saw the girl and grabbed her before she could sink far. But the woman was unconscious. "Damn," she whispered as she swam steadily to a nearby island with the body.
As she settled herself onto the sand, she got a sense of de ja vu. This warrior was blonde, too, and wore the same armor. Michiru ran a finger along the shoulder plate.
That's when she noticed something was wrong. 'Her shoulder's displaced.'
The aqua haired woman looked around, as if looking for someone. She gently removed the armor from off the fighter, revealing the black clothing underneath. She placed her right palm on the girl's hurt shoulder, placing her left one on top of it.
Michiru took a deep breath and summoned the magic she was not supposed to use on others besides her own kind. "Dear Kaiousei… please, help me."
She slammed both palms down onto the dislocated bone, forcing magic with it. The blonde let out a blood curdling shriek as the bone was reset. She stared blankly at the woman who had done it.
"What. Did. You. Do that. For?"
"I had to help you somehow."
"I would have been fine," Haruka managed to whisper, tears falling down her cheeks as her shoulder throbbed.
"I could get in trouble for this, but somehow I know I have to help you." Michiru noticed the teal eyes then. This warrior was not only brave, but a direct royal.
Haruka attempted to rise, only to meet the eyes of her savior. "You should rest, brave one."
"I don't want to."
"You must. Tell me your name."
"It's Haruka. Then again it's not an important fact."
Michiru ignored the annoyed tone of the taller woman. "Nice to meet you, Haruka. I will take care of you now. My name is Michiru."
"I don't need your help, thank you very much," the blonde said, voice ice cold as she got up. Her ivory wings fluttered and spread, stretching themselves. "I am going now."
Haruka's wings flapped once, but, in a last attempt to keep her there, Michiru caught her wrist.
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A.N: Not all that great of an ending, but I like the chapter's turn-out. I wanted to make Haruka seem cold and un-trusting. Did it work? -.o