Wyvern: Chapter 5
"Is she awake yet, Mira?" asked Rue, scratching his head.
"No. Poor dear, she collapsed right after casting that odd spell, whatever it was. She sure brought you out of it, though."
"Polly!" yelled Elena from the kitchen. "Mint's in the bedroom, she needs to talk to you!"
*******
*I am...*
She was lost in the dark sea of her own mind, hopelessly smothered in its crushing grip.
*I am Rhea...*
A tiny thought floated by and she grabbed at it, buoying herself up from the churning storm of cloudy murk.
And like a thread, the thought grew longer, a pale white against the throbbing blackness, and she grabbed at more, until finally, the strand of words was revealed.
*I am Rhealinesti Khoryonelle, and I am a-*
*******
"-Wyvern!" she shrieked, sitting bolt upright in the bed.
"Gah!" shrieked a startled Mint, instinctively scooting backwards. As a result, her chair caught in a crack of the floorboards, dumping her unceremoniously on her back.
Prima, Rod and Rue happened to have come into the room at just that moment. The sight was enough to make Rod burst out into hearty guffaws, while Rue walked over to help the princess up, suppressing snickers.
A gasp from Prima caused even the furiously embarrassed Mint to look up.
The mysterious girl was standing at the window, bathed in bright sunlight. Her skin, paler than pale, had turned nearly translucent, making the blue of her hair and the brilliance of her eyes all the brighter.
She looked beautiful, ethereal, like an angel conjured from the mist.
She looked unnatural. She looked *wrong*.
The illusion of transparent beauty lasted only a few seconds, then disappeared as Rhea turned to face them, pale glazed eyes trained especially on Rue's face.
"Are you all right now?" The oddly placed question hung on the air of the spellbound room, and Mint, familiar with magic as she was, could sense a new pulse of power in Rhea.
Rue nodded, an alarm bell setting off in his brain. Something was making his head ache, the Dewprism shard in his forehead beginning to throb with a dull pain. "Thank you for healing me."
"Good." She groaned suddenly, and clapped a hand to her forehead, pressing two fingers to the diamond-shaped hollow.
The tingle of ominous power that surrounded the group stopped.
"Wyvern." The name slipped uneasily from her mouth. "I remembered a little. I know my name. But I know little else."
Mint snorted angrily. "Well, you know your name. What is it?"
"Rhealinesti Khoryonelle." Rhea's hand quivered as she continued touching it to her forehead, as if trying to push the memory through.
"Weird name, but it might give us a clue."
"Wyvern." Rue repeated, sitting down on the bed. "What's a wyvern? It was important. When I woke up, I didn't remember much of my exploring. But I know that it was important."
"This is hopeless!" yelled Mint. "The two of you might have stumbled on to a new [relic] for all we know, and neither of you can remember anything beyond that word?"
Prima chose that moment to speak up. "Maybe Klaus knows something about it?"
*******
"Wyverns?" The older man's brow wrinkled into a thoughtful frown. "I'm not really sure."
Klaus had been leafing frantically through a book titled 'Bestiarie,' and suddenly stopped, his finger stabbing downwards. "There it is!"
"Wyvern: an unusual species of unknown origin, extremely rare and magical creatures that resemble dragons. Wyverns are created almost completely of magic and flames.
A Wyvern holds a certain element depending on the coloring of their bodies, and can cast immensely powerful spells according to that element."
The rest of the page was blank.
"I don't recall anything related to any of that." Rue looked puzzled.
Rhea just groaned in frustration.
"But...if it's related to dragons..." Mint stepped forward, green eyes gleaming.
Prima spoke up. "You're going to see dragons?"
Rue smiled suddenly, a smile that made Mint's heart skip a beat before she pushed it to the back of her mind.
"I think it's about time we saw Waylif again, don't you think, Mint?"
*******
A/N: This chapter may seem a little odd, ne?
Okay, I admit that it's a Rue/Mint, though you all guessed it already. What do you expect from someone who thinks Nako-chan's "The Sequel" was the best thing ever?
If you're nice enough to review, I need some info on where Waylif lives, what you have to get through to reach him, and on Waylif himself because my ToF disc never works. I need the info to continue the story!!!
Oh yes, I already have an idea for a sequel. When Wyvern is finished, should I write it?
One more thing! If anyone wants to see my art for Wyvern or any other stories, I will start putting up pictures at http://www.geocities.com/nikhali/dagonpage/newartistchambers.html Visit in about a week to see my pics of Rhea, Tren and Malys! Also, I will put up a pic of a wyvern if anyone wants it!
That's all for now, so sayonara!
"Is she awake yet, Mira?" asked Rue, scratching his head.
"No. Poor dear, she collapsed right after casting that odd spell, whatever it was. She sure brought you out of it, though."
"Polly!" yelled Elena from the kitchen. "Mint's in the bedroom, she needs to talk to you!"
*******
*I am...*
She was lost in the dark sea of her own mind, hopelessly smothered in its crushing grip.
*I am Rhea...*
A tiny thought floated by and she grabbed at it, buoying herself up from the churning storm of cloudy murk.
And like a thread, the thought grew longer, a pale white against the throbbing blackness, and she grabbed at more, until finally, the strand of words was revealed.
*I am Rhealinesti Khoryonelle, and I am a-*
*******
"-Wyvern!" she shrieked, sitting bolt upright in the bed.
"Gah!" shrieked a startled Mint, instinctively scooting backwards. As a result, her chair caught in a crack of the floorboards, dumping her unceremoniously on her back.
Prima, Rod and Rue happened to have come into the room at just that moment. The sight was enough to make Rod burst out into hearty guffaws, while Rue walked over to help the princess up, suppressing snickers.
A gasp from Prima caused even the furiously embarrassed Mint to look up.
The mysterious girl was standing at the window, bathed in bright sunlight. Her skin, paler than pale, had turned nearly translucent, making the blue of her hair and the brilliance of her eyes all the brighter.
She looked beautiful, ethereal, like an angel conjured from the mist.
She looked unnatural. She looked *wrong*.
The illusion of transparent beauty lasted only a few seconds, then disappeared as Rhea turned to face them, pale glazed eyes trained especially on Rue's face.
"Are you all right now?" The oddly placed question hung on the air of the spellbound room, and Mint, familiar with magic as she was, could sense a new pulse of power in Rhea.
Rue nodded, an alarm bell setting off in his brain. Something was making his head ache, the Dewprism shard in his forehead beginning to throb with a dull pain. "Thank you for healing me."
"Good." She groaned suddenly, and clapped a hand to her forehead, pressing two fingers to the diamond-shaped hollow.
The tingle of ominous power that surrounded the group stopped.
"Wyvern." The name slipped uneasily from her mouth. "I remembered a little. I know my name. But I know little else."
Mint snorted angrily. "Well, you know your name. What is it?"
"Rhealinesti Khoryonelle." Rhea's hand quivered as she continued touching it to her forehead, as if trying to push the memory through.
"Weird name, but it might give us a clue."
"Wyvern." Rue repeated, sitting down on the bed. "What's a wyvern? It was important. When I woke up, I didn't remember much of my exploring. But I know that it was important."
"This is hopeless!" yelled Mint. "The two of you might have stumbled on to a new [relic] for all we know, and neither of you can remember anything beyond that word?"
Prima chose that moment to speak up. "Maybe Klaus knows something about it?"
*******
"Wyverns?" The older man's brow wrinkled into a thoughtful frown. "I'm not really sure."
Klaus had been leafing frantically through a book titled 'Bestiarie,' and suddenly stopped, his finger stabbing downwards. "There it is!"
"Wyvern: an unusual species of unknown origin, extremely rare and magical creatures that resemble dragons. Wyverns are created almost completely of magic and flames.
A Wyvern holds a certain element depending on the coloring of their bodies, and can cast immensely powerful spells according to that element."
The rest of the page was blank.
"I don't recall anything related to any of that." Rue looked puzzled.
Rhea just groaned in frustration.
"But...if it's related to dragons..." Mint stepped forward, green eyes gleaming.
Prima spoke up. "You're going to see dragons?"
Rue smiled suddenly, a smile that made Mint's heart skip a beat before she pushed it to the back of her mind.
"I think it's about time we saw Waylif again, don't you think, Mint?"
*******
A/N: This chapter may seem a little odd, ne?
Okay, I admit that it's a Rue/Mint, though you all guessed it already. What do you expect from someone who thinks Nako-chan's "The Sequel" was the best thing ever?
If you're nice enough to review, I need some info on where Waylif lives, what you have to get through to reach him, and on Waylif himself because my ToF disc never works. I need the info to continue the story!!!
Oh yes, I already have an idea for a sequel. When Wyvern is finished, should I write it?
One more thing! If anyone wants to see my art for Wyvern or any other stories, I will start putting up pictures at http://www.geocities.com/nikhali/dagonpage/newartistchambers.html Visit in about a week to see my pics of Rhea, Tren and Malys! Also, I will put up a pic of a wyvern if anyone wants it!
That's all for now, so sayonara!