Phases of the Moon
By: ChocolateEclar
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the magnificent authoress, Diana Wynne Jones. I just rented them for a while.
Claimer: I only own Wyn, Aidan, evil Kamania, and 'The Legend of the Maiden.'
To 'Anonymous': I'm not sure which reviewer you are, 'Oh Anonymous One.' Hehe. Anyway, thanks for reviewing. I think I know who you are but I won't say just in case I'm wrong. By the way, I'm glad you're beginning to like Aidan. I like him too. ^____-
Chapter 16: In Which 'the Legend of the 'Maiden' is Told
Sophie was frantic when she awoke and couldn't find Wyn. Later, that day Wyn returned with an unconscious Morgan and Wyn herself ready to faint from pain and weariness. Sophie thought she was going to have a heart attack and after Wyn explained what had happened her daughter promptly passed out, causing Sophie more worries.
Hours later, Sophie sat next to Wyn's bed. She had bandaged Wyn's bleeding head and had tried to talk Wyn's burn marks to heal themselves to some avail. Howl walked in.
"How is Morgan?" Sophie asked anxiously.
"He's basically fine. He just needs to heal a broken heart and get over the fact that against his own will he attacked his sister really." Howl explained.
"Is that all?" questioned Sophie somewhat dryly.
"That's good, Dad," noted a voice behind Sophie causing both Howl and Sophie to jump.
Wyn smiled at them. "I'm fine, really," she said noticing the concern in her mother's gaze. "I just want to see Morgan."
"Alright, but are you sure you can walk?" Sophie inquired.
"Yes, Mom, don't worry." Wyn crawled out of bed and winced faintly when the pounding in her head came back, full force. She slowly walked to Morgan's room, Howl and Sophie behind her.
In his room, Morgan was sitting up in bed staring absently out his window. His face was sad when he turned to Wyn. "You okay, Sis?" he asked.
"I feel fine," replied Wyn ignoring the ache of her head.
"Liar," Morgan said knowingly.
"Well my head isn't feeling that great, but I really am fine, Mor," explained Wyn.
"Hmmm . . . I owe you one. If it hadn't been for you, I would have-"
"You would have been alright in the end! You're stronger than any old second-rate witch!" Wyn interrupted forcefully.
"Oh, Wyn, Kamania's stronger than you think. Just think about the complexity of that ring!" Morgan said gloomily.
"Oh, I don't know, Morgan. All I know is she wanted ME for something and I don't know what!" Wyn cried out.
"Yea . . . but this wouldn't have happened if I hadn't rushed blindly into love," Morgan said bitterly.
"Oh, Morgan . . ." Wyn whispered giving her brother a sympathetic look.
Morgan looked up sharply. "Wait a minute what did Kamania call you?!" he questioned abruptly.
"Um . . . She called me . . . She called me the 'Maiden!' " Wyn realized puzzedly.
"Are you sure she said the 'Maiden!''" Howl asked suddenly.
"Yea, I'm sure, but what does that have to do-" Wyn began.
"Then I may know why she was after you!" replied Howl running to his room and coming back with a large leather bound book. He opened it and began flipping threw the pages furiously. "I can't believe I didn't see it before" he muttered. He stopped at a page with a drawing of a beautiful woman dressed in a long flowing dress beneath a full moon. Underneath the picture was a small section about 'The Legend of the Maiden.'
They all gathered around and read:
'The Maiden is said to be born when a month occurs in which a blue moon appears and a phoenix cries. The Maiden cannot be discovered until she comes of age though. She then will show certain symptoms such as illness on new moons and great skill in the Art of Wizardry.
'The Maiden is far rarer than the blue moon though. She only appears every millennia. Because of this, those that wish to steal her powers before she is properly grown into them, often stalk the Maiden. The stalkers usually succeed in killing the Maiden and taking her powers for their own purposes.'
Wyn gave a little gasp and Morgan peered curiously at his sister. "If the glove fits . . ." began Morgan.
Wyn gave her head a tiny shake to clear her thoughts. "But I can't be . . . I mean how could I . . . er, oh how can this be?!" she stammered.
"My old teacher, Mrs. Pentstemmon, told me once about the 'Maiden.' I should have realized the description fits you," said Howl.
Sophie hugged Wyn. "You're still our Wyn what ever legend you fulfill. Don't worry."
Wyn looked at her mother somewhat sadly. "I suppose I was meant to find out eventually. It sounds cool and all but I definitely don't like the stalker part," she said.
"That solves the Kamania puzzle. She was one of your friendly stalkers, Wyn," Morgan remarked trying to think somewhat positively in spite of his comment.
"Thanks for the cheery point, brother dear," Wyn replied dryly.
Morgan sighed weakly. "You've beaten Kamania once you can do it again! I'm sure of it!" he said trying to cover up his blunder.
"I don't know, Morgan, I just don't know if that's right," Wyn noted dejectedly.
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"So you're telling me you're some kind of mystic being that Morgan's sudden ex-wife is trying to kill?" Aidan asked peering inquisitively at his girlfriend's face. They were sitting on the wall surrounding the backyard of Aidan's father's store. Wyn had told Aidan everything that had happened and she had learned.
"That's about the gist of it, Aidan," Wyn answered tranquilly.
"Sheesh, Wyn. You sure sound calm about this whole thing," remarked Aidan.
"I just know that I can't help what I am. Besides I bet I can kick Kamania's butt anytime, anyplace," Wyn replied more confidently than she really felt.
"You know I'm there for you if you need me, right?" Aidan questioned seriously.
Wyn nodded. She couldn't quite bring herself to meet Aidan's intense eyes this time though. "Yea, of course I know that," she whispered meekly, her courage slowly disappearing with the full realization of the situation.
"Don't worry," Aidan said quickly as he noticing the lack of strength in her words. He then leaned towards her and lightly kissed her.
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'I hope no one gets hurt, like Morgan did, because of me,' Wyn thought sorrowfully. She was sitting in her room later that day. Thoughts about the 'Maiden' and Kamania were swimming in her head.
"Why don't you get some sleep?" Sophie asked walking into Wyn's room. She gently brushed one of Wyn's red gold locks out of her face and smiled kindly down at her daughter.
"Oh, Mom, what if someone else gets hurt because of me?!" Wyn cried out.
Sophie sat down on Wyn's bed next to her daughter and said, "What ever happens we'll always be there for you. Just because people are after you it doesn't mean we won't give you up to save ourselves, now does it? We're family. I'm sure Aidan told you something similar when you went to visit him."
Wyn smirked. "He did," she muttered leaning against her mother sleepily.
"Naturally. He cares about you a lot just like we do. Now please get some sleep," Sophie said tenderly.
Wyn crawled into her bed and Sophie kissed her head gently. "Goodnight, Bronwyn. Sweet dreams," Sophie whispered quietly leaving.
'If only it were that easy,' Wyn thought sorrowfully.
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A/N: You'd better review! Hehe, please!
I hope this chapter answers some of the many questions about Wyn and Kamania. Bye.
By: ChocolateEclar
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the magnificent authoress, Diana Wynne Jones. I just rented them for a while.
Claimer: I only own Wyn, Aidan, evil Kamania, and 'The Legend of the Maiden.'
To 'Anonymous': I'm not sure which reviewer you are, 'Oh Anonymous One.' Hehe. Anyway, thanks for reviewing. I think I know who you are but I won't say just in case I'm wrong. By the way, I'm glad you're beginning to like Aidan. I like him too. ^____-
Chapter 16: In Which 'the Legend of the 'Maiden' is Told
Sophie was frantic when she awoke and couldn't find Wyn. Later, that day Wyn returned with an unconscious Morgan and Wyn herself ready to faint from pain and weariness. Sophie thought she was going to have a heart attack and after Wyn explained what had happened her daughter promptly passed out, causing Sophie more worries.
Hours later, Sophie sat next to Wyn's bed. She had bandaged Wyn's bleeding head and had tried to talk Wyn's burn marks to heal themselves to some avail. Howl walked in.
"How is Morgan?" Sophie asked anxiously.
"He's basically fine. He just needs to heal a broken heart and get over the fact that against his own will he attacked his sister really." Howl explained.
"Is that all?" questioned Sophie somewhat dryly.
"That's good, Dad," noted a voice behind Sophie causing both Howl and Sophie to jump.
Wyn smiled at them. "I'm fine, really," she said noticing the concern in her mother's gaze. "I just want to see Morgan."
"Alright, but are you sure you can walk?" Sophie inquired.
"Yes, Mom, don't worry." Wyn crawled out of bed and winced faintly when the pounding in her head came back, full force. She slowly walked to Morgan's room, Howl and Sophie behind her.
In his room, Morgan was sitting up in bed staring absently out his window. His face was sad when he turned to Wyn. "You okay, Sis?" he asked.
"I feel fine," replied Wyn ignoring the ache of her head.
"Liar," Morgan said knowingly.
"Well my head isn't feeling that great, but I really am fine, Mor," explained Wyn.
"Hmmm . . . I owe you one. If it hadn't been for you, I would have-"
"You would have been alright in the end! You're stronger than any old second-rate witch!" Wyn interrupted forcefully.
"Oh, Wyn, Kamania's stronger than you think. Just think about the complexity of that ring!" Morgan said gloomily.
"Oh, I don't know, Morgan. All I know is she wanted ME for something and I don't know what!" Wyn cried out.
"Yea . . . but this wouldn't have happened if I hadn't rushed blindly into love," Morgan said bitterly.
"Oh, Morgan . . ." Wyn whispered giving her brother a sympathetic look.
Morgan looked up sharply. "Wait a minute what did Kamania call you?!" he questioned abruptly.
"Um . . . She called me . . . She called me the 'Maiden!' " Wyn realized puzzedly.
"Are you sure she said the 'Maiden!''" Howl asked suddenly.
"Yea, I'm sure, but what does that have to do-" Wyn began.
"Then I may know why she was after you!" replied Howl running to his room and coming back with a large leather bound book. He opened it and began flipping threw the pages furiously. "I can't believe I didn't see it before" he muttered. He stopped at a page with a drawing of a beautiful woman dressed in a long flowing dress beneath a full moon. Underneath the picture was a small section about 'The Legend of the Maiden.'
They all gathered around and read:
'The Maiden is said to be born when a month occurs in which a blue moon appears and a phoenix cries. The Maiden cannot be discovered until she comes of age though. She then will show certain symptoms such as illness on new moons and great skill in the Art of Wizardry.
'The Maiden is far rarer than the blue moon though. She only appears every millennia. Because of this, those that wish to steal her powers before she is properly grown into them, often stalk the Maiden. The stalkers usually succeed in killing the Maiden and taking her powers for their own purposes.'
Wyn gave a little gasp and Morgan peered curiously at his sister. "If the glove fits . . ." began Morgan.
Wyn gave her head a tiny shake to clear her thoughts. "But I can't be . . . I mean how could I . . . er, oh how can this be?!" she stammered.
"My old teacher, Mrs. Pentstemmon, told me once about the 'Maiden.' I should have realized the description fits you," said Howl.
Sophie hugged Wyn. "You're still our Wyn what ever legend you fulfill. Don't worry."
Wyn looked at her mother somewhat sadly. "I suppose I was meant to find out eventually. It sounds cool and all but I definitely don't like the stalker part," she said.
"That solves the Kamania puzzle. She was one of your friendly stalkers, Wyn," Morgan remarked trying to think somewhat positively in spite of his comment.
"Thanks for the cheery point, brother dear," Wyn replied dryly.
Morgan sighed weakly. "You've beaten Kamania once you can do it again! I'm sure of it!" he said trying to cover up his blunder.
"I don't know, Morgan, I just don't know if that's right," Wyn noted dejectedly.
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"So you're telling me you're some kind of mystic being that Morgan's sudden ex-wife is trying to kill?" Aidan asked peering inquisitively at his girlfriend's face. They were sitting on the wall surrounding the backyard of Aidan's father's store. Wyn had told Aidan everything that had happened and she had learned.
"That's about the gist of it, Aidan," Wyn answered tranquilly.
"Sheesh, Wyn. You sure sound calm about this whole thing," remarked Aidan.
"I just know that I can't help what I am. Besides I bet I can kick Kamania's butt anytime, anyplace," Wyn replied more confidently than she really felt.
"You know I'm there for you if you need me, right?" Aidan questioned seriously.
Wyn nodded. She couldn't quite bring herself to meet Aidan's intense eyes this time though. "Yea, of course I know that," she whispered meekly, her courage slowly disappearing with the full realization of the situation.
"Don't worry," Aidan said quickly as he noticing the lack of strength in her words. He then leaned towards her and lightly kissed her.
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'I hope no one gets hurt, like Morgan did, because of me,' Wyn thought sorrowfully. She was sitting in her room later that day. Thoughts about the 'Maiden' and Kamania were swimming in her head.
"Why don't you get some sleep?" Sophie asked walking into Wyn's room. She gently brushed one of Wyn's red gold locks out of her face and smiled kindly down at her daughter.
"Oh, Mom, what if someone else gets hurt because of me?!" Wyn cried out.
Sophie sat down on Wyn's bed next to her daughter and said, "What ever happens we'll always be there for you. Just because people are after you it doesn't mean we won't give you up to save ourselves, now does it? We're family. I'm sure Aidan told you something similar when you went to visit him."
Wyn smirked. "He did," she muttered leaning against her mother sleepily.
"Naturally. He cares about you a lot just like we do. Now please get some sleep," Sophie said tenderly.
Wyn crawled into her bed and Sophie kissed her head gently. "Goodnight, Bronwyn. Sweet dreams," Sophie whispered quietly leaving.
'If only it were that easy,' Wyn thought sorrowfully.
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A/N: You'd better review! Hehe, please!
I hope this chapter answers some of the many questions about Wyn and Kamania. Bye.