1 Chapter 3: Gift?

Hikaru stared at the two halves of her once round device. Now that she had managed to open it, should she touch it? What was it anyway? Should she take it to Clef for inspection first? But she hadn't even told Clef what had happened, and to let him examine it would mean that he would have to know exactly everything that had happened.

And how am I supposed to tell him what happened? 'Well, while all of the rest of you were sitting down here worried about me I was fine and happy.' her train of thought broke off as another concept broke right into her pondering.

Happy.? Was I happy there? I believe that I was. I was very happy there, without my memories of the Battle, and with Eagle there with me. I was really happy.

Silencing her troubled thoughts Hikaru stared at the two halves, knowing that she would eventually give in to her curiosity.

She did give in after a few moments of more thought; carefully she picked up both halves, cautious enough to keep them away from her nose and mouth. Carefully not inhaling, she peered into the pieces, looking for something to indicate that there was anything inside.

Deciding that there really wasn't anything to fear about the odd object she carefully probed around the insides of one of the halves. She felt something give beneath her fingers and realized she must have hit a button, almost, but not quite, dropped the device.

Even as Hikaru considered the implications of what she had done by triggering the object the said thing began to softly glow.

She did drop it then, both pieces because they were both glowing. Standing up she quickly stepped back, avoiding the bench expertly. But even stepping away from the now glowing parts did no good.

Before she could even consider moving farther away, the glow extended outward and reached her. Too startled to even cry out, Hikaru was sucked right into a vortex of swirling colors and lights, spiraling downward to end only in darkness.

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Lantis paced around his dark chamber again. Primera was asleep; lying curled up on a cushion on the small, round table. Although everything had resumed its normal routine, or what passed for a normal routine now that Cephiro had no Pillar, he couldn't shake off this uneasy feeling.

That girl, the Knight of Fire. what was her name again? He had heard one of the others call her "Hikaru," or something like that, during dinner. She seemed awfully quiet and reserved for someone who had just spent three days in an enemy's camp and was now returning to her friends and companions.

Meeting someone like Eagle, when he was fighting against you would probably shake up anybody, but. Lantis just didn't like it. Her distress when faced with questions and the mysterious 'silent' period of two days when even the Mashin couldn't seem to talk to her, what he knew about Eagle personally. It all added up to a disturbing picture that he didn't like.

Then there was the little round thing she had asked him about. Lantis hadn't exactly told her the truth when he said he had never seen one before. The device he had seen in Autozam had still been being perfected. They couldn't have finished it in two short weeks, could they? If they had. he suddenly had the urge to find this girl, Hikaru, and look more closely at her object.

Eagle. if you gave her one of those and they haven't been perfected yet. I will not forgive you for it. I'm sorry, but. when it comes to this girl, I simply will not. No, I cannot.

Leaving Primera still slumbering peacefully on her pillow, Lantis took off looking for Hikaru, desperate to find her before she investigated her 'gift' from Eagle any further.

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Eagle sat in his room, reflecting on how to accomplish all the many things he had to complete in such a short amount of time. At least, that's what he was trying to do.

What he found happening almost constantly now was that a pair of accusing crimson eyes constantly interrupted his thoughts. Try as he might, the look of rage and betrayal that he had seen on Hikaru's face would not leave his thoughts.

Touching his hand to the small scar on his cheek, Eagle sat silently in his chair until it was very late, fighting with himself.

It was thus that he was sitting when the black sphere on his desk began to blink. Shaken rudely out of his musings Eagle blinked at it for a second. In seconds he had stood, and grabbed a small note in the process. So he was prepared when the glow of his device reached outward to him.