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~Alright, I know the first chapter was boring, but know I've started with the plot. Here we go. Get ready for the story it's about to begin!~
The Fate of Two Worlds: The Sequel
By Angel_Wings
Chapter 2 ~ Omen
~~~Fanelia~~~
The sunlight peeked through the thin material that hung from the cream marble pillars surrounding the small enclosure. Illumination from the sun danced over the placid water sparkling like a thousand stars. The cream curtains held down by thin golden ropes fluttered slightly by a small breeze that flew through the summer air. Several plants poked out of the clear river water and gave a natural effect to the room along with several lily pads that floated on the surface of the pool. Pearly white swans lazily floated over the water's mirror with their young offspring close to their sides. White feathers that had strayed from the birds' bodies littered several areas of the water shimmering in the small light that was allowed to appear between the obstacles of curtains and marble. Yet when one would look at the snowy objects they appeared dull when compared to one feather in particular. This individual one glowed with its own light and needed no sun to brighten it for it was not from the swans wings, but of from another being's.
Suddenly pale fingers ruffle the still mirror and causes several ripples to dance over its surface. Several of the beautiful birds honk happily at the other occupant of the pool. Ebony eyes of those white beings watched as the pale fingers tenderly took the shimmering feather and lifted it from the water. Tiny crystal droplets fell from the snowy item and seeped into its softness making its weight grow a smidge heavier. Shaking the object of excess water the milky hand brought the quill to a young face no more than eighteen years of age. Familiar emerald eyes study the feather with interest as if a secret laid deep in its faintness.
It was a young maiden crowned with a head of mahogany hair that framed her pale face with beauty. Her silky locks looked much like they did before, coming just a little farther in length just reaching her chin and keeping her bangs the shortness that she always loved. At the moment her hair is worn loosely and lifts ever so often with the faint breeze seeping through her personal enclosure. Our dear lady stands in the clear water where it rises nearly to her chest forcing her lower abdomen to be hidden under the glittering surface that shines by the sun's rays. It can be seen that the woman wears a cream gown that is soaked in the clean water that surrounds her. The dress has very short sleeves which only go, but a few inches past her delicate shoulders. A square collar shows off a majestic red pendant that twinkles innocently on the lady's slim neck. Diamonds dazzle on a silver ring of white gold and silver etched in feathers on one of her nimble fingers showing off her courtship. Other than those two items she wears no jewelry though she could have the world's greatest treasures.
Yes, it is the one we have come to know and love as Hitomi Kazanki Fanel. The angel woman stands in a room that was presented to her by her beloved as a sort of wedding present, among many others. It was her royal bath pool. The sweet room of marble was connected to a nearby river and thus its clear waters that flowed down its shallow banks were her bathtub. Grates caused the water to be cleaned by age old technology that needed no machinery to work. Also the metal grates kept unwanted creatures such as serpents from entering her pool. Though the room was meant for one it was vast and allowed plenty of space for its only occupant to dwell in. Even the marble stairs that ran into the waters shallow were wide enough to have a large number of people enter the pool at once. On the nearby platform stood a pair of handmaidens that stood by to assist their queen by handing her different bathing items or a fresh towel. Those bits and pieces were snuggly kept in two large baskets that sat at the top of the steps. Several vases were occupied with dozen of assortments of foreign plants and shadowed the corners of the room giving it a exotic taste. The creamy curtains were their for modesty sake and allowed fresh air to enter the enclosure. The water was cool and it was meant more as a swimming area instead as bathing spot, for only during the warm months could the mistress truly be comfortable in her personal bathing room. It did not matter to her though for it was the most remarkable room she had ever seen and had been very happy to be given such a romantic gift from her husband.
Hitomi smiled at her snowy object held in her palm and curiously wondered how her feather could glow. Perhaps it was because of her Draconian blood that allowed the object to shine. No matter, it was nothing important so the royal allowed the feather to whisked away from her palm caught up by the wind and float back onto the water's surface. A swan plucked at the odd feather that glowed with strangeness before honking a confuse cry at the object.
The 'Angel' laughed lightly at her pets and stroked a nearby snowy bird fondly. Bliss was etched on the maiden's face as she thought of so much that had happened in a short time. Memories of the past two wars swam through her mind, but all she saw was the peaceful results that had lingered after the battles. Sighing contently the queen lifted a duckling in her arms letting the baby quack in her gentle hold. Hitomi would often come to the pool to relax and let her mind flow with the gentle current from the connecting river. Often after a stressful day of royal demands that had been pulled at her body the seeress would come to the pool to let her mind be freed. The water always seem to do that to her….
She especially needed this time of solitude for she felt…. uneasy…. For the last week Hitomi had felt a small lingering in her soul. She knew not what it was or its origin and it was slowly driving her mad with curiosity and dread. The only time she felt something remotely related to such a feeling was during times when she would start having visions,…. but this was different. She had not had visions in nearly a year and not even the small suspicion of one ever had occurred…. so what was it? It had been nothing at first. Hitomi thought it was merely jitters of her near future, but as days went by and nothing seemed to steady the disturbing feeling the seeress began to wonder. She had yet to tell Van about the matter for she felt it was possible nothing since Gaea was at peace and did not wish to disturb his happiness, but she knew if it grew worse she had to tell her husband. The hours turned to days and soon the days added up to a full week and still the thorn in her side was there forever lingering in the shadows of her mind. Strange…. Hitomi tried time and again to use her senses to help in her study of the feeling, but to no avail. Finally the queen forced herself to time and again to find isolation from others to go into more depth in the matter, but again and again she hit a wall. The emotion…. she could feel it…. She could feel it as plainly as she felt the air which blew through her hair…. She could feel it,…. she could almost taste it,…. she could see it on a sixth sense level,…. but she could not grasp it…. Trying to understand the idea that swirled around this odd feeling was like trying to grasp a hold on water…. Frustration often drove the 'Angel' to her pool in hope of relieving herself from the stress. At the moment her plan had worked and the thought was thrown aside letting the wind carry it away until it was to float back again to the maiden of honey locks later on….
Her peaceful moment was sadly interrupted when a soft rapping was heard in the back of her room. Glancing over her shoulder Hitomi noticed one of the handmaidens disappear around the curve of wall to see who stood at the double door entrance. Shaking her head lightly the queen turn back to her small bird to see its sleeping form nestle close to her bosom. Even after a year of the royal treatment the seeress was still slightly uncomfortable with all her handmaidens around. Though they were never underfoot Hitomi found their presence a little awkward to say the least. She never had people wait on her and the idea still had not settled on her mind.
Her personal attendants had automatically fallen in love with their new queen for she was unlike any noble. She always saw them as equals and often addressed them by their first names. Such things were unheard of among the nobles on Gaea and at first the maidens were shocked by this behavior, but soon grew rather fond of their queen friendly demeanor.
"My lady" called a young voice from behind the seeress causing Hitomi to turn around slightly to see the speaker.
"Yes, Marie?" the queen asked the young lady dressed in a simple white attire with long blonde locks.
"General Resshi stands at the door and wishes to talk to you if you are feeling up to it" the maiden put mildly about Hitomi's present condition.
Groaning inwardly at the treatment she was getting from everyone around her the queen placed the duckling back in the water and replied, "Send him in, please."
Bowing as she backed away Marie quickly walked over to the doors hidden from her mistress's view. Soon a man with long brunette hair tied in a low ponytail with dark blue clothes sweeping over his broad shoulders and muscular body entered the room escorted by the blonde woman. The man bowed to his queen as the maiden escort backed away to her former position at attention. Hitomi watched her personal guard straighten and look down at her with kind eyes that sparked the early signs of age. The queen noticed the soldier was growing a bushy beard that was still in the first stages of becoming a very notable physical feature, but this was at the back of her mind as she wondered why he had entered her bathing pool.
"What is it, Resshi?" the seeress inquired as she slowly began to emerge from the water so she might speak to the soldier properly. As the maiden walked up the steps that led into the pool the water fell away and revealed Hitomi's swollen belly showing her condition more discreetly. Her creamy dress clung to the lady's curve and would have been inappropriate if her clothing weren't so thick as to not show off her curves so unbecomingly. In fact the water soaked into the material allowed her outfit to cling in such away that her clothes look completely awkward for a queen.. However the twisted attire was unimportant and easily overlooked between the occupants of the room.
Chocolate eyes glanced down at his leather belt as his gloved hand dislodged a small scroll from his side. The 'Angel" smiled as she was handed the letter with Austuria's emblem on the parchment. Graciously the royal nodded her thanks as her pale fingers clenched the paper in her hand.
"The letter arrived just this morning" the loyal bodyguard replied as Hitomi unrolled the parchment. Emerald eyes scanned over the dark scribbles of words that trailed on the yellowish material before she glanced back at the man with the ponytail. The letter was from Millerina saying she would arrive on the morn to do a check up on the seeress. Since it was discovered that Hitomi was pregnant it had been decided the blonde queen would deliver the child so every few weeks the Austurian royal would visit and make sure the seeress's unborn child was growing healthy.
With a warm smile to acknowledge the letter Hitomi asked Resshi, "Has my parents' letter arrived yet?"
The soldier slightly shook his head as he said, "No, but as you very well know, Queen Hitomi, their letter should not arrive until tomorrow."
Turning away from the warrior the 'Angel' handed the letter to one of her handmaidens before sighing, "I know, Resshi, but I am worried for my parents. I have not seen them in over three months and with my brother frequently leaving the country to see King Chid I often find myself worrying of their safety. I sometimes think I should have sent guards with them….."
Hitomi's forest green eyes were down cast as she thought of her family. Since her parents had left she had felt a small twinge of panic. She was on her own. Her dependency on her parents was slowly dissolving and it scared her. She sometimes found herself wishing they were nearby for comfort. So much was going to happen in the next couple of months and she wished she could turn to her parents for guidance. Her marriage couldn't be better, but the fear of motherhood was playing in her mind like all expected mothers. Now with her brother gone most of the time she couldn't help, but feel her teenage life had grown into adulthood and it sent chills down her spine. She was still young and would soon have the same responsibilities as a parent. However, no matter how fearful the situation was Hitomi could not feel any happier. Her life felt complete….
A warm hand landed on her shoulder causing the seeress to turn her emerald jewel-like eyes back to chocolate ones. Resshi smiled down at his queen, "Do not worry, Queen Hitomi, you're parents are strong…. just like you…."
Sunshine teased on the woman's face as she smiled at him graciously, "Thank you, Resshi. If that is all you needed you are dismissed."
Bowing one last time the soldier turned and disappeared around the corner as the seeress walked back into the water to once again indulge in the mirror's tranquil peace. She had just resumed her spot in the water with her back turned to her assistants when a man walked in without even a knock. His eyes were like fire and his short hair was an unruly manner of dark ebony. A red long sleeved shirt with cream pants tugged at his muscular form as he made his ways to the steps. The water licked at his mud brown boots and teased him lightly to enter into its shallow depths. Smiling at the beautiful woman that stood in the shimmering pool the royal nodded to the handmaidens to leave. The two women bowed with their eyes twinkling as they left the new occupant of the room be alone with their mistress.
Hitomi had not even notice his arrival or her maidens dismissal and was deaf to the sound of the man removing his boots and shirt so not to wet them. Even the sound of the water lapping from new movement did not reach her pale ears for she was lost in her placid demeanor that blocked out the existing world. Perhaps if she didn't have her back to him she might of noticed, but with her eyes closed she probably would have barely realized the hansom man was there. It was only when a pair of slightly wet arms surround her did she realize another person now stood in the mirror pool. Smiling the woman lend back into her husband's chest and felt his breath tickle her ear as he whispered softly, "You should know better than to stand in cold water all day. You could grow ill."
Sighing at his concern she turned around in his embrace to look into his eyes and replied softly, "You worry to much…."
Nuzzling her neck Van kissed her pale skin causing her to slid her emeralds closed from his feathery touch. His rough palms affectionately rubbed up and down her arms enjoying the warmth the movement created by the friction involved. The young man pulled away from his spouse's neck and stared at her beautiful green jewels as her eyelids slid open. She was so beautiful…. How could a man deny that?…. She was an angel in reality,…. but to Van…. she was his angel….
Playful the young raven headed king inquired, "So what were you planning for today?"
Holding back a laugh the honey headed queen replied, "I don't know. It depends on what my king will permit me to do…."
Brushing away her brunette locks to see those green stars better the royal whispered seriously, "Hitomi, I know you're frustrated with not being allowed to work, but stressing yourself with your duties won't help our child…."
Sighing softly with closed eyes the seeress whispered, "I know,…. but I am so tired of doing nothing and forcing all my responsibilities on your shoulders making your life all the more stressful…."
Caressing her check with a tan palm the man whispered, "I promise you, love…. I feel a lot better knowing you are resting peacefully while I take on the duties of our positions. Besides I have spent nearly three years of doing the job by myself, another month won't make a difference…."
"Perhaps, but I want to help y--" her words were cut off as a the king placed a warm finger over her mouth causing their argument to disappear into the back of their minds. Their pools of flames and emeralds locked in a familiar gaze of adoration and soon the two lost…. lost in the confines of their souls….
Leaning down Van caught Hitomi's lips in a tender moment of bliss. Softly the couple kissed letting their eyes close. The king's arms wrapped around her shoulders pulling her closer to deepen their kiss, but was stopped when something between them pushed against his stomach. Pulling away slightly so he could look down at the barrier the white dragon's eyes opened. Laughing lightly at the what laid between them the couple realized their mistake. Hitomi's bulging belly was just so large that she had involuntary pushed Van away. The two lovers could barely control their laughter as the raven headed king lent out a hand to his beloved to lead her out of the water. Her pale hand fell into his tan one and soon the two were leaving the bathing pool to go change into some dry clothes.
~~~Lands East of Fanelia~~~
There was a small town riddled with people that shuffled about working hard through the morning sun trying to take advantage of the cool air that the dawn brought. A man exercised his chestnut steed while a young woman began to wash her clothes in a nearby stream. Children ran happily in a crowd to the tiny wooden building used as their school. Merchants of the tiny village had already begun to open their stands and shops welcoming the few travelers that ever ran through their town. Cattle that were a cross between a cow, a camel, and a horse were out in the pastures and barns. The strange creatures were well awake and had already started on grazing on the green blades that sprouted throughout the plains lavishly glittering with morning dew.
Down the main dirt street came a young woman with long blonde hair and sparkling eyes the color of summer skies. She wore a lavender outfit shaped in the way of a warrior's attire. Pants that hugged her hips, but fell loosely at her calves and were tucked away into her mud boots of leather. The shirt that heighten the color of her pale skin was sleeveless and trimmed with silver thread that formed the design of Austuria's emblem across her chest. A mud leather belt held a small money pouch and a silver scarab that showed off a golden hilt of a sword in its holdings. Tied by a few strips of leather hung a small blue and white ocarina. The delicate instrument seemed to hold value in the warrior's heart by the way she would often brush her fingers over it ever so often to make sure it was still there. The lady, who was obviously a fighter, had her hair pulled back into a low ponytail with a lavender ribbon which caused her to look a few years younger than she really was.
Casually the woman walked along the stands of assorted foods looking for a small meal. After a while of deciding a greenish melon the size of a softball was chosen and the maiden of sunshine hair dropped several copper coins into the merchants hands before walking back through the thin crowd of street-goers. As the unknown lady made her way to her unknown destination her pale fingers dug into the fruit's skin and cracked the melon open causing its juices to squirt out and spill over its sides and her pale fingers. Hungrily the war woman bit into one of the halves doing her best to eat properly, but she was starved. She had forgotten to eat dinner the night before and her stomach angrily growled in protest at being neglected. Chewing on the sweet piece of melon the lady scanned the heads of people passing by for someone in particular. When she noticed the crowd forming a clear path ahead the lady realized who they parted for and smiled as she hurried towards that direction.
The maiden had barely made a few feet from her previous position when another lady appeared in the crowd flanked by a middle aged woman and man at each shoulder. This new woman had long chestnut hair that was tied into a beautiful braid. With silver eyes and pale skin it was obvious the maiden had great beauty, but it was not her physical attributes that had gotten her where she was. As one was given a better view you could now see the silver and gold bow clenched in her fist marking the position of a warrior. With clothes similar to the first woman the lady was marked in forest green with gold trimming and had boots the color of dark wood. Gaudlents of gold dressed her wrists while a tiara of the same metal crowned her brow. All in all she was a elegant woman.
The woman behind the green maiden had long brunette hair that fell over her shoulders like hot chocolate and wore a forest green shirt with short sleeves making her emerald eyes stand out. Strange rough blue pants fell around her legs while bizarre white shoes with the word 'Nike' written on it were worn on her feet. The man directly next to her was dressed almost exactly like she was except he wore a red candy apple shirt and brown hiking boots. Hair of coffee beans fell over chocolate orbs that sparkled in the sun. From the way the two talked to one another it could been seen that they held a close relationship, possibly a marital one.
The green maiden suddenly noticed the other warrior emerging through the crowd and call out the blonde lady's name with pride, "Celena."
The one obviously know as Celena lifted her hand to signaled she saw the speaker and pressed onward through the group of pedestrians. With her two friends close behind her the forest woman asked for people to kindly step aside so they might pass and the people eagerly responded. Once the foursome had finally caught up with one another the blonde warrior was first to speak, "Morning to you, Sian. I hope your night was well."
Smiling at the sun-drop haired woman the brunette warrior replied, "Yes, I slept well, and how do you fair this peaceful morn, Celena?"
Glancing at the villagers that mingled about beyond their small circle the blue eyed maiden sighed contently, "As well as the people who stand around us. The peace over Gaea has warmed my heart and with it I have slumber better over this last year than I have in the decade before the peace."
Finally noting the other occupants of their pleasant circle Celena bowed slightly and said, "Excuse my rudeness. I was so indulged in the placid mood of the morn that I forgot to also greet you as well, King Rei and Queen Sukai."
The middle aged woman smiled warmly at the apology and said, "Do not worry, Lady Celena. I understand how one's mind can wander on such a blissful morning. I myself have done so many times, but I must remind you that I am no longer queen and neither is my husband king."
Laughing lightly the knight's sister shook her head, "I know, but I feel you still deserve the title. I understand your reasoning for giving up the position to your daughter, but I still believe you should hold the same respect as if you were still king and queen."
Stepping forward the quiet man smiled, "And we thank you for that, Lady Celena, but as you know calling us that will only arouse confusion among our people and Gaean folk."
Nodding slightly the blonde lady gazed at the rich green fields of white flowers being grazed on by bizarre cattle. The beasts lazily swatted away the bugs that irritated their hides as the four viewers stood just beyond the border of their field. Celena finally turned to her comrades and said, "I know that is true, Sukai, and I will stop myself from using that title if you like."
"If you don't mind" replied the royal angel as she dug into one of her pants pockets for some item unknown to the rest of the group. With a frown Sukai pulled out a small scroll with the symbol of Fanelia on the outside of its parchment. Sighing lightly the lady stared at the scroll with a look of disappointment on her face as she murmured, "How juvenile of me…."
The ancient brunette warrior glanced at the letter before turning to her former queen, "What's wrong?"
Sukai looked up with a small smile, "I forgot to send this letter to Hitomi. It will be late in arrival and surely Hitomi will worry."
Laughing heartily the guardian asked, "Does she still act as if you are child and she the mother?"
Nodding with a humorous smile the royal said, "Yes, and I can just see the distress she'll have when she discovers I have yet to send the letter."
~~~Fanelia~~~
The king and queen's arms were wound together as the two of them walked down the hall to the gardens. Van now was dressed in a rich chestnut pants with a white shirt hugging his masculine features while black boots covered his feet. His wife smiled happily as her pale green dress shimmered in the sunlight pouring through the windows. Before one knew it the two had arrived at an open archway that led to the royal gardens and just as they were about to step through it who should appear, but a familiar cat.
Merle stepped up the few steps that ran through the archway and stopped in front of the couple. The cat's hot pink hair was still in the same ordinary bob that it had always been in, but now her bangs were held back by a light pink headband decorated with assorted jewels. A matching sleeveless dress trimmed in similar jewels hugged at her matured body showing off her age nicely. Silver bracelets on her wrists and one on her left ankle chimed together like crystal bells. The same old tail with the fuzzy pink tuff swayed lazily behind her through a slit in the back of the dress.
Smiling happily the advisor said, "Morning, Lord Van~sama and Hitomi."
Hitomi's face broke out into pleasant sunshine once she spotted the cat, "Morning, Merle. What are you up to?"
The young feline now fifteen rotations replied, "Lord Van~sama wanted me to keep you company for today since he had to go inspect a few new soldiers."
Brown locks swirl suddenly as Hitomi snapped her eyes towards her husband. The young king put on a sheepish smile knowing what was to come. With a calm voice the royal angel asked, "King Van de Fanel, did I or did I not tell you I wished to inspect the new cadets with you?"
With fire eyes twinkling the man said, "Now Hitomi you'll get to see them this afternoon if you like, but I hoped you would take the morn to rest up. Last night you didn't sleep well."
Remembering the pervious night's distress the young lady knew her beloved was right. When the moon had reach the very center of the diamond sky Hitomi had felt the emotional 'thorn' digging into her mind. It had been no different than before and felt no worse, but the mystery of it had thrown itself at her in her sleep and after feeling the emotion poking away at her she could not turn away from it. The poor queen had stayed up till dawn tossing and turning when finally after being unable to stand it no longer Hitomi had decided to start the long day. Luckily enough Van had assumed their unborn child had kept her up by kicking like it did sometimes and thought nothing of it.
Hanging her head slightly so her silky brown bangs fell over sparkling green orbs she stared down at her green shoes and whispered, "I know, Van,…. but I wanted to have some time with you. Ever since I started leaving my duties for you to handle I've seen less and less of you…."
Van could see the sadness hang in her green pools and felt a little guilty for not paying enough attention to her. Cupping his love's pale cheek in his rough palm the man smiled, "I tell you what, Hitomi, tomorrow I'll put aside all our duties and spend the entire day with you…."
The seeress shifted her eyesight to her angel king and the sparkles twinkling in her emerald jewels proved just how glad she was for this decision, "You mean that, Van?"
Bringing his brow to rest against hers and wrapping his protective arms around her shoulders the white dragon whispered, "Of course…. I've missed you myself…. I've been meaning to set some time aside for us and now seems like the best time as any…."
With a lift of joy Hitomi whispered, "Thank you, Van…."
Their eyes slid shut and their lips grew close to welcome their lover's touch, but before they had the chance to kiss the two were interrupted by a cough. Withdrawing slightly the royal couple looked towards their dear friend and saw a sly smile on Merle's face. With arms crossed the cat pretended to be sour and said, "Are you finished?"
Laughing lightly Van smiled at his foster-sister before saying, "Alright, Merle, will settle down for once, but you'll have to sooner or later deal with the fact that we are a married couple and will often show affection for one another."
A bronze tail flew through the air like a scorpion tail as the cat-girl said, "Well if you must, do it where I can't see you. It's enough to make me sick."
The royal couple laughed at the cat's attitude. She never could get use to the fondness the two showed to each other. More than once Merle had tried to separate them just so she wouldn't have to see them cuddling. It wasn't the fact that she hated to see them together. Oh no, she was more than happy that they had finally found one another, but she just couldn't stand to see them all over each other every five minutes!
Desperate to get the lovers apart Merle grabbed her queen's arm and began to drag her further into the garden. Laughing at her friend's antics Hitomi waved goodbye to her husband and stumbled after the cat-girl. Shaking his head of unruly ebony Van laughed and went to see the new soldiers while in his mind he was already planning for tomorrow with his dear angel.
~~~Royal Gardens~~~
Hitomi sat in a whiskery chair beneath one of the trees in the royal apple orchard. With her paints on a small round table beside her and a half begun canvas on the easel before her the 'Angel' tried to relax in her art. Several handmaidens stood nearby waiting for any orders given by their queen. Merle laid in one the tree's branches playing with a pink blossom. Her pink dress was tucked between her legs for modesty sack as she watched from above her old rival paint. Bronze fur was highlighted as the sun's rays peeked between the leaves and flowed over the young cat beautifully.
The seeress had allowed her mind to float away and let her hands chose what was to become on the blank canvas. She often would do this and it would show her deepest feelings. Since her marriage Hitomi's artworks showed the signs of bliss and joy. Each piece was special and close to heart because it was herself imprinted into the colors and swirls of design. Thinking of her mystery emotion the 'Angel' decided she would use the paints as her tool to discovering the secret beneath the obsessive thorn in her side. Now her hands were already half done and Hitomi was completely oblivious to the fact that her hand that held her brush had gone into a frenzy and was quickly running across the whiteness with diversity of shades.
While her brush began to dip into a desired color Merle's voice began to drift down from the branches, "So when is Mamoru returning from Freid, Hitomi?"
Staring into space while her brush ran over the white fabric the queen replied, "I believe he supposed to arrive the day after tomorrow around the late afternoon."
With a shake of her Hitomi removed a few bangs that had fallen in her eyes and asked, "You've grown pretty close to him, haven't you, Merle?"
Sniffing the pink blossom in her delicate claws the cat said, "Yes, you have a very interesting brother, Hitomi. I really like the game he insists on playing all the time…. um…. I believe he calls it chest."
Nodding the brunette lady smiled, "Yes, he use to love checkers, but since he's matured he grown rather fond of chest now. I never really enjoyed it as much though for I'm rather poor at the game."
Shrugging the bronze feline said, "I like the challenge of it, but I can't seem to beat Mamoru. He very intelligent for his age. His almost a Mystic Moon version of King Chid."
A small haze of sadness floated across Hitomi's heart as the mention of her former world. Though her life was complete on Gaea the seeress couldn't help, but feel a sense of loss for the old globe of green and blue. It had been the place in which she had grown up in and like a child would feel when moving from their home she felt a little sad for not having it nearby in the starry sky. Shrugging off the moment the woman swirled her brush in a cup of water to switch colors.
"Is Yukari coming today?" asked the cat as she began to pluck away the blossoms petals and let the wind carry them away.
The young royal glanced at the cloudless blue sky as Hitomi said, "She suppose to come this afternoon to visit. Amano is too busy working with the historians so he won't be able to come with her."
Glancing up at her catty friend with a sly smile an idea formed in the brunette maiden's head. Hitomi innocently asked, "So Merle, what sort of feelings do you have for my brother?"
Automatically the cat-girl's cheeks flushed at the old question. Since Merle had started to show friendship in Hitomi's brother Van and the seeress had gone through great lengths to tease the cat about their relationship. The cat frowned down at her old rival stubbornly with a small hiss in the back of throat as she said, "As I have told you and Lord Van~sama a hundred times the boy is too young for me! Besides I hold no feelings for him in such away. I hold the same love for him as I do for Lord Van~sama and nothing more. If you disagree with that than you are a foolish queen and should be stripped of your title!"
Lifting her hands up into the air in the mist of laughter Hitomi replied, "Okay! Okay, Merle! I'll stop!"
Growling slightly the young animal swung her legs over the branch she laid upon and jumped down from her perch with a look of annoyance. Dusting the dirt from her dress the cat hissed at her sister-in-law trying to change the subject, "How's your painting coming?"
The young queen laughed lightly at the cat's frown and turned to inspect her painting for herself. The moment the royal's eyes fell on her artwork her emerald jewels grew wide and the paintbrush in her hand fell from her pale fingers landing softly to the green earth. Hitomi gasped and her hand flew over her mouth in shock at what she saw. Upon this action the fire of rage playing in the feline's mind was soon snuffed out and she raced to her friend's side to see what the problem was. Merle had barely turned her head to the canvas when she asked, "Hitomi, what's--"
Her words were cut short as her brown eyes took in the sight of the painting. The face of the canvas was covered in black and red like burning coals and the design was just that. It was a picture of a village burning and people running about its confines. Cattle stampeded through the alleys and showed several people being trampled. Smoke scorched the dark clouds that shadowed the blue vastness and made the design all the more terrifying. A mist the distress were a band of beings hidden beneath dark robes with hoods that hide their faces. One of these beings in particular stood in the very center of the town and faced the viewer of the painting as if he was staring directly at Hitomi making him look extremely significant.
Merle shook involuntary as her mind took in the whole image. She knew of her queen's gifts when she did her art and knew when she did drawings they were a self-image of her emotions, but never before had she seen something so dark…. so destructive…. from the woman…. With a shaking voice the cat whispered, "Hitomi…. what does this mean?…."
With quivering fingers the seeress touched the picture as an inner voice told her to be mindful about the paint still being wet. Her voice was barely audible to Merle's ears and she almost missed the words, "It's an omen…. Something terrible is going to happen…."
~~~ Lands East of Fanelia ~~~
Sukai had just handed over the small scroll to a messenger that would deliver the letter to Fanelia in two days when the woman had felt a shadow cross her mind. Along with the Draconian royal Sian had also felt the darkness in her soul and frowned. The hair on the back of their necks stood on end and they both felt the mystically connection lingering in the shadows. Both women looked towards the cloudless sky with scowls on their faces. Celena and Rei glanced at one another in confusion at the two draconian lady's actions. What was it?….
The chestnut haired man stepped towards his wife in concern, "Sukai?…."
Neither of the women spoke as they continued to looked towards the sky as if it held some dark secret oblivious to their two friends. Celena frowned and turned her sky blue eyes to the clear vastness. What caused her friends to suddenly change from peaceful attitude to sour one?…. The trained warrior of Freid scanned the sky for a storm wondering perhaps it was the cause. The Atlantian blood that sang in the angels' veins allowed the former queen and guardian to always know when bad weather was approaching so perhaps that what suddenly made them edgy. Maybe they felt a storm brewing,…. but when Celena saw no clouds drifting in the aqua sky the maiden grew even more confused. It was then the blonde soldier realized the moon of storms had well past and no new showers would appear until the summer's mid-season which was still two weeks away. Turning her eyes back to her friends Celena watched as Sian stepped away from the group and looked to the western horizon. The blonde maiden had to asked, "What is it?"
Sian and Sukai spoke together in union causing their answer to be more fearful then one would have thought it would be. Voices heavy in caution the two angels said, "Something's wrong…."
~Alright! Now the fun begins! Perhaps these chapters aren't the most exciting, but hey all good stories must have a beginning. You can't necessarily just jump into a war! Well at least that isn't how I'm going to do it. Like I've said once before, I like to keep the reader guessing. If they know what's gunna happen next then where the interest and the suspense. I like mysteries and suspense a whole lot and that's what I love to incorporate into my stories so sorry for all you people who are about to get frustrated with me, but let me say this. You might as well prepare yourselves for some twisters, fluff, and some good-old-cliffhangers because that what's makes the readers have a continuous interest. I'm not sure if the sequel is going to be as good as the first part, but I'll let you guys decide. Besides I didn't think you guys would like 'The Fate of Two Worlds' as much as I thought! Perhaps you guys will love this story more than the first, but to answer that you guys gotta review. SOOOOO come on and don't be lazy! It only takes about 2 minutes to type in a sentence or more and click a button. If you do it you'll make this storyteller really happy and probably type a whole lot faster!~
~Next chapter will probably be out Sat. or Sun. depending on what's happening the rest of the week. Other than that I should have it out by then. Hope I don't get writer's block. I pretty much know what I got plan for the next couple of chapters, but that's only an outline. Filling in the gaps is where the real work is!~
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~Alright, I know the first chapter was boring, but know I've started with the plot. Here we go. Get ready for the story it's about to begin!~
The Fate of Two Worlds: The Sequel
By Angel_Wings
Chapter 2 ~ Omen
~~~Fanelia~~~
The sunlight peeked through the thin material that hung from the cream marble pillars surrounding the small enclosure. Illumination from the sun danced over the placid water sparkling like a thousand stars. The cream curtains held down by thin golden ropes fluttered slightly by a small breeze that flew through the summer air. Several plants poked out of the clear river water and gave a natural effect to the room along with several lily pads that floated on the surface of the pool. Pearly white swans lazily floated over the water's mirror with their young offspring close to their sides. White feathers that had strayed from the birds' bodies littered several areas of the water shimmering in the small light that was allowed to appear between the obstacles of curtains and marble. Yet when one would look at the snowy objects they appeared dull when compared to one feather in particular. This individual one glowed with its own light and needed no sun to brighten it for it was not from the swans wings, but of from another being's.
Suddenly pale fingers ruffle the still mirror and causes several ripples to dance over its surface. Several of the beautiful birds honk happily at the other occupant of the pool. Ebony eyes of those white beings watched as the pale fingers tenderly took the shimmering feather and lifted it from the water. Tiny crystal droplets fell from the snowy item and seeped into its softness making its weight grow a smidge heavier. Shaking the object of excess water the milky hand brought the quill to a young face no more than eighteen years of age. Familiar emerald eyes study the feather with interest as if a secret laid deep in its faintness.
It was a young maiden crowned with a head of mahogany hair that framed her pale face with beauty. Her silky locks looked much like they did before, coming just a little farther in length just reaching her chin and keeping her bangs the shortness that she always loved. At the moment her hair is worn loosely and lifts ever so often with the faint breeze seeping through her personal enclosure. Our dear lady stands in the clear water where it rises nearly to her chest forcing her lower abdomen to be hidden under the glittering surface that shines by the sun's rays. It can be seen that the woman wears a cream gown that is soaked in the clean water that surrounds her. The dress has very short sleeves which only go, but a few inches past her delicate shoulders. A square collar shows off a majestic red pendant that twinkles innocently on the lady's slim neck. Diamonds dazzle on a silver ring of white gold and silver etched in feathers on one of her nimble fingers showing off her courtship. Other than those two items she wears no jewelry though she could have the world's greatest treasures.
Yes, it is the one we have come to know and love as Hitomi Kazanki Fanel. The angel woman stands in a room that was presented to her by her beloved as a sort of wedding present, among many others. It was her royal bath pool. The sweet room of marble was connected to a nearby river and thus its clear waters that flowed down its shallow banks were her bathtub. Grates caused the water to be cleaned by age old technology that needed no machinery to work. Also the metal grates kept unwanted creatures such as serpents from entering her pool. Though the room was meant for one it was vast and allowed plenty of space for its only occupant to dwell in. Even the marble stairs that ran into the waters shallow were wide enough to have a large number of people enter the pool at once. On the nearby platform stood a pair of handmaidens that stood by to assist their queen by handing her different bathing items or a fresh towel. Those bits and pieces were snuggly kept in two large baskets that sat at the top of the steps. Several vases were occupied with dozen of assortments of foreign plants and shadowed the corners of the room giving it a exotic taste. The creamy curtains were their for modesty sake and allowed fresh air to enter the enclosure. The water was cool and it was meant more as a swimming area instead as bathing spot, for only during the warm months could the mistress truly be comfortable in her personal bathing room. It did not matter to her though for it was the most remarkable room she had ever seen and had been very happy to be given such a romantic gift from her husband.
Hitomi smiled at her snowy object held in her palm and curiously wondered how her feather could glow. Perhaps it was because of her Draconian blood that allowed the object to shine. No matter, it was nothing important so the royal allowed the feather to whisked away from her palm caught up by the wind and float back onto the water's surface. A swan plucked at the odd feather that glowed with strangeness before honking a confuse cry at the object.
The 'Angel' laughed lightly at her pets and stroked a nearby snowy bird fondly. Bliss was etched on the maiden's face as she thought of so much that had happened in a short time. Memories of the past two wars swam through her mind, but all she saw was the peaceful results that had lingered after the battles. Sighing contently the queen lifted a duckling in her arms letting the baby quack in her gentle hold. Hitomi would often come to the pool to relax and let her mind flow with the gentle current from the connecting river. Often after a stressful day of royal demands that had been pulled at her body the seeress would come to the pool to let her mind be freed. The water always seem to do that to her….
She especially needed this time of solitude for she felt…. uneasy…. For the last week Hitomi had felt a small lingering in her soul. She knew not what it was or its origin and it was slowly driving her mad with curiosity and dread. The only time she felt something remotely related to such a feeling was during times when she would start having visions,…. but this was different. She had not had visions in nearly a year and not even the small suspicion of one ever had occurred…. so what was it? It had been nothing at first. Hitomi thought it was merely jitters of her near future, but as days went by and nothing seemed to steady the disturbing feeling the seeress began to wonder. She had yet to tell Van about the matter for she felt it was possible nothing since Gaea was at peace and did not wish to disturb his happiness, but she knew if it grew worse she had to tell her husband. The hours turned to days and soon the days added up to a full week and still the thorn in her side was there forever lingering in the shadows of her mind. Strange…. Hitomi tried time and again to use her senses to help in her study of the feeling, but to no avail. Finally the queen forced herself to time and again to find isolation from others to go into more depth in the matter, but again and again she hit a wall. The emotion…. she could feel it…. She could feel it as plainly as she felt the air which blew through her hair…. She could feel it,…. she could almost taste it,…. she could see it on a sixth sense level,…. but she could not grasp it…. Trying to understand the idea that swirled around this odd feeling was like trying to grasp a hold on water…. Frustration often drove the 'Angel' to her pool in hope of relieving herself from the stress. At the moment her plan had worked and the thought was thrown aside letting the wind carry it away until it was to float back again to the maiden of honey locks later on….
Her peaceful moment was sadly interrupted when a soft rapping was heard in the back of her room. Glancing over her shoulder Hitomi noticed one of the handmaidens disappear around the curve of wall to see who stood at the double door entrance. Shaking her head lightly the queen turn back to her small bird to see its sleeping form nestle close to her bosom. Even after a year of the royal treatment the seeress was still slightly uncomfortable with all her handmaidens around. Though they were never underfoot Hitomi found their presence a little awkward to say the least. She never had people wait on her and the idea still had not settled on her mind.
Her personal attendants had automatically fallen in love with their new queen for she was unlike any noble. She always saw them as equals and often addressed them by their first names. Such things were unheard of among the nobles on Gaea and at first the maidens were shocked by this behavior, but soon grew rather fond of their queen friendly demeanor.
"My lady" called a young voice from behind the seeress causing Hitomi to turn around slightly to see the speaker.
"Yes, Marie?" the queen asked the young lady dressed in a simple white attire with long blonde locks.
"General Resshi stands at the door and wishes to talk to you if you are feeling up to it" the maiden put mildly about Hitomi's present condition.
Groaning inwardly at the treatment she was getting from everyone around her the queen placed the duckling back in the water and replied, "Send him in, please."
Bowing as she backed away Marie quickly walked over to the doors hidden from her mistress's view. Soon a man with long brunette hair tied in a low ponytail with dark blue clothes sweeping over his broad shoulders and muscular body entered the room escorted by the blonde woman. The man bowed to his queen as the maiden escort backed away to her former position at attention. Hitomi watched her personal guard straighten and look down at her with kind eyes that sparked the early signs of age. The queen noticed the soldier was growing a bushy beard that was still in the first stages of becoming a very notable physical feature, but this was at the back of her mind as she wondered why he had entered her bathing pool.
"What is it, Resshi?" the seeress inquired as she slowly began to emerge from the water so she might speak to the soldier properly. As the maiden walked up the steps that led into the pool the water fell away and revealed Hitomi's swollen belly showing her condition more discreetly. Her creamy dress clung to the lady's curve and would have been inappropriate if her clothing weren't so thick as to not show off her curves so unbecomingly. In fact the water soaked into the material allowed her outfit to cling in such away that her clothes look completely awkward for a queen.. However the twisted attire was unimportant and easily overlooked between the occupants of the room.
Chocolate eyes glanced down at his leather belt as his gloved hand dislodged a small scroll from his side. The 'Angel" smiled as she was handed the letter with Austuria's emblem on the parchment. Graciously the royal nodded her thanks as her pale fingers clenched the paper in her hand.
"The letter arrived just this morning" the loyal bodyguard replied as Hitomi unrolled the parchment. Emerald eyes scanned over the dark scribbles of words that trailed on the yellowish material before she glanced back at the man with the ponytail. The letter was from Millerina saying she would arrive on the morn to do a check up on the seeress. Since it was discovered that Hitomi was pregnant it had been decided the blonde queen would deliver the child so every few weeks the Austurian royal would visit and make sure the seeress's unborn child was growing healthy.
With a warm smile to acknowledge the letter Hitomi asked Resshi, "Has my parents' letter arrived yet?"
The soldier slightly shook his head as he said, "No, but as you very well know, Queen Hitomi, their letter should not arrive until tomorrow."
Turning away from the warrior the 'Angel' handed the letter to one of her handmaidens before sighing, "I know, Resshi, but I am worried for my parents. I have not seen them in over three months and with my brother frequently leaving the country to see King Chid I often find myself worrying of their safety. I sometimes think I should have sent guards with them….."
Hitomi's forest green eyes were down cast as she thought of her family. Since her parents had left she had felt a small twinge of panic. She was on her own. Her dependency on her parents was slowly dissolving and it scared her. She sometimes found herself wishing they were nearby for comfort. So much was going to happen in the next couple of months and she wished she could turn to her parents for guidance. Her marriage couldn't be better, but the fear of motherhood was playing in her mind like all expected mothers. Now with her brother gone most of the time she couldn't help, but feel her teenage life had grown into adulthood and it sent chills down her spine. She was still young and would soon have the same responsibilities as a parent. However, no matter how fearful the situation was Hitomi could not feel any happier. Her life felt complete….
A warm hand landed on her shoulder causing the seeress to turn her emerald jewel-like eyes back to chocolate ones. Resshi smiled down at his queen, "Do not worry, Queen Hitomi, you're parents are strong…. just like you…."
Sunshine teased on the woman's face as she smiled at him graciously, "Thank you, Resshi. If that is all you needed you are dismissed."
Bowing one last time the soldier turned and disappeared around the corner as the seeress walked back into the water to once again indulge in the mirror's tranquil peace. She had just resumed her spot in the water with her back turned to her assistants when a man walked in without even a knock. His eyes were like fire and his short hair was an unruly manner of dark ebony. A red long sleeved shirt with cream pants tugged at his muscular form as he made his ways to the steps. The water licked at his mud brown boots and teased him lightly to enter into its shallow depths. Smiling at the beautiful woman that stood in the shimmering pool the royal nodded to the handmaidens to leave. The two women bowed with their eyes twinkling as they left the new occupant of the room be alone with their mistress.
Hitomi had not even notice his arrival or her maidens dismissal and was deaf to the sound of the man removing his boots and shirt so not to wet them. Even the sound of the water lapping from new movement did not reach her pale ears for she was lost in her placid demeanor that blocked out the existing world. Perhaps if she didn't have her back to him she might of noticed, but with her eyes closed she probably would have barely realized the hansom man was there. It was only when a pair of slightly wet arms surround her did she realize another person now stood in the mirror pool. Smiling the woman lend back into her husband's chest and felt his breath tickle her ear as he whispered softly, "You should know better than to stand in cold water all day. You could grow ill."
Sighing at his concern she turned around in his embrace to look into his eyes and replied softly, "You worry to much…."
Nuzzling her neck Van kissed her pale skin causing her to slid her emeralds closed from his feathery touch. His rough palms affectionately rubbed up and down her arms enjoying the warmth the movement created by the friction involved. The young man pulled away from his spouse's neck and stared at her beautiful green jewels as her eyelids slid open. She was so beautiful…. How could a man deny that?…. She was an angel in reality,…. but to Van…. she was his angel….
Playful the young raven headed king inquired, "So what were you planning for today?"
Holding back a laugh the honey headed queen replied, "I don't know. It depends on what my king will permit me to do…."
Brushing away her brunette locks to see those green stars better the royal whispered seriously, "Hitomi, I know you're frustrated with not being allowed to work, but stressing yourself with your duties won't help our child…."
Sighing softly with closed eyes the seeress whispered, "I know,…. but I am so tired of doing nothing and forcing all my responsibilities on your shoulders making your life all the more stressful…."
Caressing her check with a tan palm the man whispered, "I promise you, love…. I feel a lot better knowing you are resting peacefully while I take on the duties of our positions. Besides I have spent nearly three years of doing the job by myself, another month won't make a difference…."
"Perhaps, but I want to help y--" her words were cut off as a the king placed a warm finger over her mouth causing their argument to disappear into the back of their minds. Their pools of flames and emeralds locked in a familiar gaze of adoration and soon the two lost…. lost in the confines of their souls….
Leaning down Van caught Hitomi's lips in a tender moment of bliss. Softly the couple kissed letting their eyes close. The king's arms wrapped around her shoulders pulling her closer to deepen their kiss, but was stopped when something between them pushed against his stomach. Pulling away slightly so he could look down at the barrier the white dragon's eyes opened. Laughing lightly at the what laid between them the couple realized their mistake. Hitomi's bulging belly was just so large that she had involuntary pushed Van away. The two lovers could barely control their laughter as the raven headed king lent out a hand to his beloved to lead her out of the water. Her pale hand fell into his tan one and soon the two were leaving the bathing pool to go change into some dry clothes.
~~~Lands East of Fanelia~~~
There was a small town riddled with people that shuffled about working hard through the morning sun trying to take advantage of the cool air that the dawn brought. A man exercised his chestnut steed while a young woman began to wash her clothes in a nearby stream. Children ran happily in a crowd to the tiny wooden building used as their school. Merchants of the tiny village had already begun to open their stands and shops welcoming the few travelers that ever ran through their town. Cattle that were a cross between a cow, a camel, and a horse were out in the pastures and barns. The strange creatures were well awake and had already started on grazing on the green blades that sprouted throughout the plains lavishly glittering with morning dew.
Down the main dirt street came a young woman with long blonde hair and sparkling eyes the color of summer skies. She wore a lavender outfit shaped in the way of a warrior's attire. Pants that hugged her hips, but fell loosely at her calves and were tucked away into her mud boots of leather. The shirt that heighten the color of her pale skin was sleeveless and trimmed with silver thread that formed the design of Austuria's emblem across her chest. A mud leather belt held a small money pouch and a silver scarab that showed off a golden hilt of a sword in its holdings. Tied by a few strips of leather hung a small blue and white ocarina. The delicate instrument seemed to hold value in the warrior's heart by the way she would often brush her fingers over it ever so often to make sure it was still there. The lady, who was obviously a fighter, had her hair pulled back into a low ponytail with a lavender ribbon which caused her to look a few years younger than she really was.
Casually the woman walked along the stands of assorted foods looking for a small meal. After a while of deciding a greenish melon the size of a softball was chosen and the maiden of sunshine hair dropped several copper coins into the merchants hands before walking back through the thin crowd of street-goers. As the unknown lady made her way to her unknown destination her pale fingers dug into the fruit's skin and cracked the melon open causing its juices to squirt out and spill over its sides and her pale fingers. Hungrily the war woman bit into one of the halves doing her best to eat properly, but she was starved. She had forgotten to eat dinner the night before and her stomach angrily growled in protest at being neglected. Chewing on the sweet piece of melon the lady scanned the heads of people passing by for someone in particular. When she noticed the crowd forming a clear path ahead the lady realized who they parted for and smiled as she hurried towards that direction.
The maiden had barely made a few feet from her previous position when another lady appeared in the crowd flanked by a middle aged woman and man at each shoulder. This new woman had long chestnut hair that was tied into a beautiful braid. With silver eyes and pale skin it was obvious the maiden had great beauty, but it was not her physical attributes that had gotten her where she was. As one was given a better view you could now see the silver and gold bow clenched in her fist marking the position of a warrior. With clothes similar to the first woman the lady was marked in forest green with gold trimming and had boots the color of dark wood. Gaudlents of gold dressed her wrists while a tiara of the same metal crowned her brow. All in all she was a elegant woman.
The woman behind the green maiden had long brunette hair that fell over her shoulders like hot chocolate and wore a forest green shirt with short sleeves making her emerald eyes stand out. Strange rough blue pants fell around her legs while bizarre white shoes with the word 'Nike' written on it were worn on her feet. The man directly next to her was dressed almost exactly like she was except he wore a red candy apple shirt and brown hiking boots. Hair of coffee beans fell over chocolate orbs that sparkled in the sun. From the way the two talked to one another it could been seen that they held a close relationship, possibly a marital one.
The green maiden suddenly noticed the other warrior emerging through the crowd and call out the blonde lady's name with pride, "Celena."
The one obviously know as Celena lifted her hand to signaled she saw the speaker and pressed onward through the group of pedestrians. With her two friends close behind her the forest woman asked for people to kindly step aside so they might pass and the people eagerly responded. Once the foursome had finally caught up with one another the blonde warrior was first to speak, "Morning to you, Sian. I hope your night was well."
Smiling at the sun-drop haired woman the brunette warrior replied, "Yes, I slept well, and how do you fair this peaceful morn, Celena?"
Glancing at the villagers that mingled about beyond their small circle the blue eyed maiden sighed contently, "As well as the people who stand around us. The peace over Gaea has warmed my heart and with it I have slumber better over this last year than I have in the decade before the peace."
Finally noting the other occupants of their pleasant circle Celena bowed slightly and said, "Excuse my rudeness. I was so indulged in the placid mood of the morn that I forgot to also greet you as well, King Rei and Queen Sukai."
The middle aged woman smiled warmly at the apology and said, "Do not worry, Lady Celena. I understand how one's mind can wander on such a blissful morning. I myself have done so many times, but I must remind you that I am no longer queen and neither is my husband king."
Laughing lightly the knight's sister shook her head, "I know, but I feel you still deserve the title. I understand your reasoning for giving up the position to your daughter, but I still believe you should hold the same respect as if you were still king and queen."
Stepping forward the quiet man smiled, "And we thank you for that, Lady Celena, but as you know calling us that will only arouse confusion among our people and Gaean folk."
Nodding slightly the blonde lady gazed at the rich green fields of white flowers being grazed on by bizarre cattle. The beasts lazily swatted away the bugs that irritated their hides as the four viewers stood just beyond the border of their field. Celena finally turned to her comrades and said, "I know that is true, Sukai, and I will stop myself from using that title if you like."
"If you don't mind" replied the royal angel as she dug into one of her pants pockets for some item unknown to the rest of the group. With a frown Sukai pulled out a small scroll with the symbol of Fanelia on the outside of its parchment. Sighing lightly the lady stared at the scroll with a look of disappointment on her face as she murmured, "How juvenile of me…."
The ancient brunette warrior glanced at the letter before turning to her former queen, "What's wrong?"
Sukai looked up with a small smile, "I forgot to send this letter to Hitomi. It will be late in arrival and surely Hitomi will worry."
Laughing heartily the guardian asked, "Does she still act as if you are child and she the mother?"
Nodding with a humorous smile the royal said, "Yes, and I can just see the distress she'll have when she discovers I have yet to send the letter."
~~~Fanelia~~~
The king and queen's arms were wound together as the two of them walked down the hall to the gardens. Van now was dressed in a rich chestnut pants with a white shirt hugging his masculine features while black boots covered his feet. His wife smiled happily as her pale green dress shimmered in the sunlight pouring through the windows. Before one knew it the two had arrived at an open archway that led to the royal gardens and just as they were about to step through it who should appear, but a familiar cat.
Merle stepped up the few steps that ran through the archway and stopped in front of the couple. The cat's hot pink hair was still in the same ordinary bob that it had always been in, but now her bangs were held back by a light pink headband decorated with assorted jewels. A matching sleeveless dress trimmed in similar jewels hugged at her matured body showing off her age nicely. Silver bracelets on her wrists and one on her left ankle chimed together like crystal bells. The same old tail with the fuzzy pink tuff swayed lazily behind her through a slit in the back of the dress.
Smiling happily the advisor said, "Morning, Lord Van~sama and Hitomi."
Hitomi's face broke out into pleasant sunshine once she spotted the cat, "Morning, Merle. What are you up to?"
The young feline now fifteen rotations replied, "Lord Van~sama wanted me to keep you company for today since he had to go inspect a few new soldiers."
Brown locks swirl suddenly as Hitomi snapped her eyes towards her husband. The young king put on a sheepish smile knowing what was to come. With a calm voice the royal angel asked, "King Van de Fanel, did I or did I not tell you I wished to inspect the new cadets with you?"
With fire eyes twinkling the man said, "Now Hitomi you'll get to see them this afternoon if you like, but I hoped you would take the morn to rest up. Last night you didn't sleep well."
Remembering the pervious night's distress the young lady knew her beloved was right. When the moon had reach the very center of the diamond sky Hitomi had felt the emotional 'thorn' digging into her mind. It had been no different than before and felt no worse, but the mystery of it had thrown itself at her in her sleep and after feeling the emotion poking away at her she could not turn away from it. The poor queen had stayed up till dawn tossing and turning when finally after being unable to stand it no longer Hitomi had decided to start the long day. Luckily enough Van had assumed their unborn child had kept her up by kicking like it did sometimes and thought nothing of it.
Hanging her head slightly so her silky brown bangs fell over sparkling green orbs she stared down at her green shoes and whispered, "I know, Van,…. but I wanted to have some time with you. Ever since I started leaving my duties for you to handle I've seen less and less of you…."
Van could see the sadness hang in her green pools and felt a little guilty for not paying enough attention to her. Cupping his love's pale cheek in his rough palm the man smiled, "I tell you what, Hitomi, tomorrow I'll put aside all our duties and spend the entire day with you…."
The seeress shifted her eyesight to her angel king and the sparkles twinkling in her emerald jewels proved just how glad she was for this decision, "You mean that, Van?"
Bringing his brow to rest against hers and wrapping his protective arms around her shoulders the white dragon whispered, "Of course…. I've missed you myself…. I've been meaning to set some time aside for us and now seems like the best time as any…."
With a lift of joy Hitomi whispered, "Thank you, Van…."
Their eyes slid shut and their lips grew close to welcome their lover's touch, but before they had the chance to kiss the two were interrupted by a cough. Withdrawing slightly the royal couple looked towards their dear friend and saw a sly smile on Merle's face. With arms crossed the cat pretended to be sour and said, "Are you finished?"
Laughing lightly Van smiled at his foster-sister before saying, "Alright, Merle, will settle down for once, but you'll have to sooner or later deal with the fact that we are a married couple and will often show affection for one another."
A bronze tail flew through the air like a scorpion tail as the cat-girl said, "Well if you must, do it where I can't see you. It's enough to make me sick."
The royal couple laughed at the cat's attitude. She never could get use to the fondness the two showed to each other. More than once Merle had tried to separate them just so she wouldn't have to see them cuddling. It wasn't the fact that she hated to see them together. Oh no, she was more than happy that they had finally found one another, but she just couldn't stand to see them all over each other every five minutes!
Desperate to get the lovers apart Merle grabbed her queen's arm and began to drag her further into the garden. Laughing at her friend's antics Hitomi waved goodbye to her husband and stumbled after the cat-girl. Shaking his head of unruly ebony Van laughed and went to see the new soldiers while in his mind he was already planning for tomorrow with his dear angel.
~~~Royal Gardens~~~
Hitomi sat in a whiskery chair beneath one of the trees in the royal apple orchard. With her paints on a small round table beside her and a half begun canvas on the easel before her the 'Angel' tried to relax in her art. Several handmaidens stood nearby waiting for any orders given by their queen. Merle laid in one the tree's branches playing with a pink blossom. Her pink dress was tucked between her legs for modesty sack as she watched from above her old rival paint. Bronze fur was highlighted as the sun's rays peeked between the leaves and flowed over the young cat beautifully.
The seeress had allowed her mind to float away and let her hands chose what was to become on the blank canvas. She often would do this and it would show her deepest feelings. Since her marriage Hitomi's artworks showed the signs of bliss and joy. Each piece was special and close to heart because it was herself imprinted into the colors and swirls of design. Thinking of her mystery emotion the 'Angel' decided she would use the paints as her tool to discovering the secret beneath the obsessive thorn in her side. Now her hands were already half done and Hitomi was completely oblivious to the fact that her hand that held her brush had gone into a frenzy and was quickly running across the whiteness with diversity of shades.
While her brush began to dip into a desired color Merle's voice began to drift down from the branches, "So when is Mamoru returning from Freid, Hitomi?"
Staring into space while her brush ran over the white fabric the queen replied, "I believe he supposed to arrive the day after tomorrow around the late afternoon."
With a shake of her Hitomi removed a few bangs that had fallen in her eyes and asked, "You've grown pretty close to him, haven't you, Merle?"
Sniffing the pink blossom in her delicate claws the cat said, "Yes, you have a very interesting brother, Hitomi. I really like the game he insists on playing all the time…. um…. I believe he calls it chest."
Nodding the brunette lady smiled, "Yes, he use to love checkers, but since he's matured he grown rather fond of chest now. I never really enjoyed it as much though for I'm rather poor at the game."
Shrugging the bronze feline said, "I like the challenge of it, but I can't seem to beat Mamoru. He very intelligent for his age. His almost a Mystic Moon version of King Chid."
A small haze of sadness floated across Hitomi's heart as the mention of her former world. Though her life was complete on Gaea the seeress couldn't help, but feel a sense of loss for the old globe of green and blue. It had been the place in which she had grown up in and like a child would feel when moving from their home she felt a little sad for not having it nearby in the starry sky. Shrugging off the moment the woman swirled her brush in a cup of water to switch colors.
"Is Yukari coming today?" asked the cat as she began to pluck away the blossoms petals and let the wind carry them away.
The young royal glanced at the cloudless blue sky as Hitomi said, "She suppose to come this afternoon to visit. Amano is too busy working with the historians so he won't be able to come with her."
Glancing up at her catty friend with a sly smile an idea formed in the brunette maiden's head. Hitomi innocently asked, "So Merle, what sort of feelings do you have for my brother?"
Automatically the cat-girl's cheeks flushed at the old question. Since Merle had started to show friendship in Hitomi's brother Van and the seeress had gone through great lengths to tease the cat about their relationship. The cat frowned down at her old rival stubbornly with a small hiss in the back of throat as she said, "As I have told you and Lord Van~sama a hundred times the boy is too young for me! Besides I hold no feelings for him in such away. I hold the same love for him as I do for Lord Van~sama and nothing more. If you disagree with that than you are a foolish queen and should be stripped of your title!"
Lifting her hands up into the air in the mist of laughter Hitomi replied, "Okay! Okay, Merle! I'll stop!"
Growling slightly the young animal swung her legs over the branch she laid upon and jumped down from her perch with a look of annoyance. Dusting the dirt from her dress the cat hissed at her sister-in-law trying to change the subject, "How's your painting coming?"
The young queen laughed lightly at the cat's frown and turned to inspect her painting for herself. The moment the royal's eyes fell on her artwork her emerald jewels grew wide and the paintbrush in her hand fell from her pale fingers landing softly to the green earth. Hitomi gasped and her hand flew over her mouth in shock at what she saw. Upon this action the fire of rage playing in the feline's mind was soon snuffed out and she raced to her friend's side to see what the problem was. Merle had barely turned her head to the canvas when she asked, "Hitomi, what's--"
Her words were cut short as her brown eyes took in the sight of the painting. The face of the canvas was covered in black and red like burning coals and the design was just that. It was a picture of a village burning and people running about its confines. Cattle stampeded through the alleys and showed several people being trampled. Smoke scorched the dark clouds that shadowed the blue vastness and made the design all the more terrifying. A mist the distress were a band of beings hidden beneath dark robes with hoods that hide their faces. One of these beings in particular stood in the very center of the town and faced the viewer of the painting as if he was staring directly at Hitomi making him look extremely significant.
Merle shook involuntary as her mind took in the whole image. She knew of her queen's gifts when she did her art and knew when she did drawings they were a self-image of her emotions, but never before had she seen something so dark…. so destructive…. from the woman…. With a shaking voice the cat whispered, "Hitomi…. what does this mean?…."
With quivering fingers the seeress touched the picture as an inner voice told her to be mindful about the paint still being wet. Her voice was barely audible to Merle's ears and she almost missed the words, "It's an omen…. Something terrible is going to happen…."
~~~ Lands East of Fanelia ~~~
Sukai had just handed over the small scroll to a messenger that would deliver the letter to Fanelia in two days when the woman had felt a shadow cross her mind. Along with the Draconian royal Sian had also felt the darkness in her soul and frowned. The hair on the back of their necks stood on end and they both felt the mystically connection lingering in the shadows. Both women looked towards the cloudless sky with scowls on their faces. Celena and Rei glanced at one another in confusion at the two draconian lady's actions. What was it?….
The chestnut haired man stepped towards his wife in concern, "Sukai?…."
Neither of the women spoke as they continued to looked towards the sky as if it held some dark secret oblivious to their two friends. Celena frowned and turned her sky blue eyes to the clear vastness. What caused her friends to suddenly change from peaceful attitude to sour one?…. The trained warrior of Freid scanned the sky for a storm wondering perhaps it was the cause. The Atlantian blood that sang in the angels' veins allowed the former queen and guardian to always know when bad weather was approaching so perhaps that what suddenly made them edgy. Maybe they felt a storm brewing,…. but when Celena saw no clouds drifting in the aqua sky the maiden grew even more confused. It was then the blonde soldier realized the moon of storms had well past and no new showers would appear until the summer's mid-season which was still two weeks away. Turning her eyes back to her friends Celena watched as Sian stepped away from the group and looked to the western horizon. The blonde maiden had to asked, "What is it?"
Sian and Sukai spoke together in union causing their answer to be more fearful then one would have thought it would be. Voices heavy in caution the two angels said, "Something's wrong…."
~Alright! Now the fun begins! Perhaps these chapters aren't the most exciting, but hey all good stories must have a beginning. You can't necessarily just jump into a war! Well at least that isn't how I'm going to do it. Like I've said once before, I like to keep the reader guessing. If they know what's gunna happen next then where the interest and the suspense. I like mysteries and suspense a whole lot and that's what I love to incorporate into my stories so sorry for all you people who are about to get frustrated with me, but let me say this. You might as well prepare yourselves for some twisters, fluff, and some good-old-cliffhangers because that what's makes the readers have a continuous interest. I'm not sure if the sequel is going to be as good as the first part, but I'll let you guys decide. Besides I didn't think you guys would like 'The Fate of Two Worlds' as much as I thought! Perhaps you guys will love this story more than the first, but to answer that you guys gotta review. SOOOOO come on and don't be lazy! It only takes about 2 minutes to type in a sentence or more and click a button. If you do it you'll make this storyteller really happy and probably type a whole lot faster!~
~Next chapter will probably be out Sat. or Sun. depending on what's happening the rest of the week. Other than that I should have it out by then. Hope I don't get writer's block. I pretty much know what I got plan for the next couple of chapters, but that's only an outline. Filling in the gaps is where the real work is!~
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