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Chapter 6 - The Soul Survivor
Breakfast wasn't half as bad as she thought it would be. Mei ate breakfast with them and then quickly left, which brought suspicion in Noa, but chose to ignore it. She watched as Mei crossed the bridge and disappear into town and when she was sure the green haired woman was gone, she turned towards Vahn, still finishing his breakfast and an empty table beside him.
"Where's Cort?" Noa asked, looking around.
'I have to find a way to take the boy without being noticed!' he thought.
"Vahn?" Noa spoke again, looking at him.
Vahn looked up from his thoughts and blinked. "Huh? Cort?" He shrugged, looking around for the boy as well. 'Damn! Where could he be now?' He turned his head back towards the young woman. "Maybe he's at the back playing with his friends."
The young woman furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Vahn, Cort doesn't have any friends.... At least, not that I know of..." Suddenly, she heard a scream from the back, a scream of a little boy, followed by taunting giggles and sounds of rustling footsteps. Noa gasped, feeling the worst and ran to the back where the sliding door of their place was left open previously by herself to keep the smell of breakfast away from the inside of the house. Vahn followed close behind, wondering what was going on.
In quick seconds, Vahn and Noa were staring straight at a bunch of kids gathered around with their backs facing them.
"My daddy says he is a demon-child!" they heard one child say, preferably a boy.
"Stop it, Jack! Leave him alone!" a little girl spoke.
They watched in horror as the boy called, 'Jack,' approached the center of attention and kicked him again with rage. Noa ran as quickly as she could, pushing her way through the crowd of little boys and girls. Before the boy could make another attack, she pushed almost too roughly into the ground and grabbed Cort quickly in her arms. Cort had tears in his eyes, with tiny sweats of blood pouring out from his left temple. His lip was bloody, but not too much that could not be healed. Vahn arrived soon after Noa picked up her little brother from the ground. The children gulped when they noticed Noa pause and turn to look back at them.
"Go home to your homes, children! You should be ashamed of yourselves to pick on someone as innocent as he!" Noa spoke, pivoting away from them. She fast walked back inside the house and closed the door behind her. Vahn watched her go to one of the kitchen drawers to snatch a band aid and an alcohol to disinfect the wounds. She laid Cort on the kitchen counter, poured alcohol on cotton in her hand and dabbed it in the wounds. Cort winced, then cried in pain.
"Jack! I'm telling mom for picking on a smaller boy!" the same little girl who defended Cort spoke.
"Shut up! You are such a tattletale! Besides, it doesn't matter if she knows or not! She believes that he's a demon too!" Jack responded.
Vahn clenched his fists. He was getting really irritated with the boy and his attitude.
"People from Jeremi saw this girl with a demon child in his arms and were about to kill him until HE came!!!" Vahn could feel Jack pointing towards him.
"How do you know it's him? The boy who mommy says saved the world had blue hair and was shorter!" the girl asked.
"Because mom also says he saw him stay at Jeremi once and he was the same one who was looking for a girl with red hair and a baby in her arms."
Vahn turned and glared at the children. "And what would you do about it now?" There was danger lurking in his eyes that all five children backed away, scared. The little girl stepped behind her big brother and gasped. Jack placed an arm to block his sister protectively and glared at the tall man. "Are you going to tell on mommy that I'm here?" His voice was neither rich with a deep tone, but contained raspy and demanding. "Are you going to tell on me? Now that I'm here, are you going to tell on me and Noa and Zane too?"
Jack gulped. Vahn could see tears in his eyes. "I...I..."
"You're a smart boy, right? Why can't you answer me, Jack? Cat got your tongue?"
Meanwhile, after Noa finished putting the bandaid over Cort's wounds, she looked up to where Vahn had gone to and found him still in the backyard. "Vahn?" she spoke, furrowing her eyebrows furiously.
Cort turned his head and noticed the boy named Jack gulp nervously. He felt his sister's arms around him as she lifted him off the counter table and back unto the floor. Cort's small body turned to continue staring at the man's back. The stranger.
Noa watched still and saw the faces of all the children. So far, she could only see the face of young Jack, the leader of the group, while the rest of the children were covered by Vahn's body. She could see fear in young Jack's eyes.
Something was disturbingly wrong...
Jack pouted, glanced to his friends and nodded. "Uh... sorry for disturbing you sir," he said, not looking at the man towering over him. He grabbed his little sister's hand, turned and walked away, almost running out of the backyard, followed by the three boys who were standing like cowards beside him. Vahn smirked.
"Brats..." he mumbled. As he turned to go back inside the house, he was startled to find Noa standing there in a curious manner. Her face was scrunched with utmost guesses on what he was thinking, but Vahn just smiled. "How is Cort?" he asked.
Noa nodded and pointed behind her with her thumb. "He's doing fine. He decided to go to his room and sleep. What happened?" She looked behind him. "Where did they go?"
Vahn shrugged. "Oh they left. I just scared them a little."
"You scared them?" Noa looked into his eyes. Vahn was definitely lying, but there was something in his eyes that almost scared him. His eyes were not the same as they were. "Why?" Vahn only shrugged in response. Noa sighed. "I have to talk to their parents now and assure them that you were just trying to teach them a lesson."
"Who said anything about a lesson?" Vahn said, with a straight face.
Noa blinked. "What?" She mistook Vahn's look as if he was joking and awkwardly chuckled. "Funny. Hah ha. Stop making jokes at this time Vahn, I think you scared the children a little too much. I'm going to their parents and talk to them. I'll be right back." She kissed Vahn on the cheek, but once her lips touched his skin, there was something cold and distant. Vahn has never felt so cold... As if he was dead.
Vahn nodded, but plastered no smile on his face. He watched as Noa crossed the lawn and through the gate. She closed the door behind her and never looked back, not even once before she left towards Jack's home.
"In time... those people who call you 'demon' will bow at your feet," Vahn spoke, with the same, raspy and dangerous voice. He smirked and walked back inside the house. "Something must be done with those ignorant fools who dare call my Lord, Demon."
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The darkness soon engulfed the land. Where was he? Why was he here? He opened his eyes with all his strength and looked around with tired eyes. The room was different than her remembered it to be. The walls were covered in brown, like roots from a tree and in the ceiling, there hung round, beehive-like materials that were held firmly by a sticky substance. At time it made him sick to look into the honey coloured substance, but at times, he felt relief that nothing has come out of those cocoons. He turned his eyes away from it, afraid that if he kept staring, his nightmares would come true. He felt half asleep and half awake, but he wasn't quite sure what the truth was. He tried to move his arms and legs, but there was something preventing him to do so. He looked down and found that he was being held firmly by the same sticky substance as the ceiling, but much thicker and harder, so he was unable to move. Surprisingly, he could breathe fine and that he was in no danger of suffocating.
"Ah, I see you're awake," a voice spoke. He looked around frantically for the source of the voice, but could not understand where it was coming from.
"Who-? Who's there?" His voice seemed shallow, but he didn't care, as long as he was talking and still breathing.
"Someone you'll depend on from this day forward," it replied.
"What do you want with me?"
"Well nothing much, but soon I'll need you for the final step. For now, just stay put, ne?" It felt as if the voice vanished like a person walking away. He stayed hanging to what appeared to be some kind of chamber and sighed. The voice no longer was present.
"Who am I?" Clouding his thoughts was the face of a beautiful girl with bright green eyes smiling at him. Beside her stood a small child, waving towards him.
"What took you so long?" the girl spoke.
He was about to speak, when someone else spoke for him. He could feel the person speaking as if he was part of him, but HE alone was not speaking. This person they were talking to was the one who was talking, but not HIM. The voice sounded commanding and cold.
"I had some business to take care of," he spoke, giving the girl a hug. He could see through these man's eyes. The boy attempted to smile but he could tell the little boy was pretending. A hand reached down to ruffle the boy's hair and the boy only flinched in response.
"I just came back from their place, but you weren't there. How could you leave Cort alone like that?" The girl's voice sounded worried and upset, but he could tell she was trying her best not to be angry with this man.
"Sorry," the voice spoke. "I went for a walk. I thought he went to sleep." He could tell this man was lying. What was he up to?
This was not a dream. He was actually living in this man's body. But is he this man? Is he supposed to talk for this man? Think for this man? Move for this man? No matter what he did, he couldn't control this man. This man was controlling him. Was he? He didn't know for sure. He continued to watch as he noticed the girl feeling rather suspicious of him. Suddenly, he heard a faint voice in the distance.
'I have to watch out for this girl,' that voice spoke.
He was beginning to feel afraid. This was the same man talking in his head, but quite different. He thoughts were clouding his mind.
'Soon, I will take this girl away from this boy. The Ra-Serus will never be able to stop me!'
He shifted uncomfortably to another position and continued to listen.
'Stupid Ra-Serus. Once I have this boy, I will summon the mist and conquer this world!' He could feel the man force a smile on his voice, then he spoke again to them. "Does it really matter now? Cort is safe, so let's get inside the prepare dinner." He wrapped an arm around the girl's shoulder and took them back inside the house.
GoodGurl: Getting more confused? Heh, heh, thought so! All right kiddies pay attention on the next chapter, because Noa will begin to act on her suspicion! See you next chapter!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter 6 - The Soul Survivor
Breakfast wasn't half as bad as she thought it would be. Mei ate breakfast with them and then quickly left, which brought suspicion in Noa, but chose to ignore it. She watched as Mei crossed the bridge and disappear into town and when she was sure the green haired woman was gone, she turned towards Vahn, still finishing his breakfast and an empty table beside him.
"Where's Cort?" Noa asked, looking around.
'I have to find a way to take the boy without being noticed!' he thought.
"Vahn?" Noa spoke again, looking at him.
Vahn looked up from his thoughts and blinked. "Huh? Cort?" He shrugged, looking around for the boy as well. 'Damn! Where could he be now?' He turned his head back towards the young woman. "Maybe he's at the back playing with his friends."
The young woman furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Vahn, Cort doesn't have any friends.... At least, not that I know of..." Suddenly, she heard a scream from the back, a scream of a little boy, followed by taunting giggles and sounds of rustling footsteps. Noa gasped, feeling the worst and ran to the back where the sliding door of their place was left open previously by herself to keep the smell of breakfast away from the inside of the house. Vahn followed close behind, wondering what was going on.
In quick seconds, Vahn and Noa were staring straight at a bunch of kids gathered around with their backs facing them.
"My daddy says he is a demon-child!" they heard one child say, preferably a boy.
"Stop it, Jack! Leave him alone!" a little girl spoke.
They watched in horror as the boy called, 'Jack,' approached the center of attention and kicked him again with rage. Noa ran as quickly as she could, pushing her way through the crowd of little boys and girls. Before the boy could make another attack, she pushed almost too roughly into the ground and grabbed Cort quickly in her arms. Cort had tears in his eyes, with tiny sweats of blood pouring out from his left temple. His lip was bloody, but not too much that could not be healed. Vahn arrived soon after Noa picked up her little brother from the ground. The children gulped when they noticed Noa pause and turn to look back at them.
"Go home to your homes, children! You should be ashamed of yourselves to pick on someone as innocent as he!" Noa spoke, pivoting away from them. She fast walked back inside the house and closed the door behind her. Vahn watched her go to one of the kitchen drawers to snatch a band aid and an alcohol to disinfect the wounds. She laid Cort on the kitchen counter, poured alcohol on cotton in her hand and dabbed it in the wounds. Cort winced, then cried in pain.
"Jack! I'm telling mom for picking on a smaller boy!" the same little girl who defended Cort spoke.
"Shut up! You are such a tattletale! Besides, it doesn't matter if she knows or not! She believes that he's a demon too!" Jack responded.
Vahn clenched his fists. He was getting really irritated with the boy and his attitude.
"People from Jeremi saw this girl with a demon child in his arms and were about to kill him until HE came!!!" Vahn could feel Jack pointing towards him.
"How do you know it's him? The boy who mommy says saved the world had blue hair and was shorter!" the girl asked.
"Because mom also says he saw him stay at Jeremi once and he was the same one who was looking for a girl with red hair and a baby in her arms."
Vahn turned and glared at the children. "And what would you do about it now?" There was danger lurking in his eyes that all five children backed away, scared. The little girl stepped behind her big brother and gasped. Jack placed an arm to block his sister protectively and glared at the tall man. "Are you going to tell on mommy that I'm here?" His voice was neither rich with a deep tone, but contained raspy and demanding. "Are you going to tell on me? Now that I'm here, are you going to tell on me and Noa and Zane too?"
Jack gulped. Vahn could see tears in his eyes. "I...I..."
"You're a smart boy, right? Why can't you answer me, Jack? Cat got your tongue?"
Meanwhile, after Noa finished putting the bandaid over Cort's wounds, she looked up to where Vahn had gone to and found him still in the backyard. "Vahn?" she spoke, furrowing her eyebrows furiously.
Cort turned his head and noticed the boy named Jack gulp nervously. He felt his sister's arms around him as she lifted him off the counter table and back unto the floor. Cort's small body turned to continue staring at the man's back. The stranger.
Noa watched still and saw the faces of all the children. So far, she could only see the face of young Jack, the leader of the group, while the rest of the children were covered by Vahn's body. She could see fear in young Jack's eyes.
Something was disturbingly wrong...
Jack pouted, glanced to his friends and nodded. "Uh... sorry for disturbing you sir," he said, not looking at the man towering over him. He grabbed his little sister's hand, turned and walked away, almost running out of the backyard, followed by the three boys who were standing like cowards beside him. Vahn smirked.
"Brats..." he mumbled. As he turned to go back inside the house, he was startled to find Noa standing there in a curious manner. Her face was scrunched with utmost guesses on what he was thinking, but Vahn just smiled. "How is Cort?" he asked.
Noa nodded and pointed behind her with her thumb. "He's doing fine. He decided to go to his room and sleep. What happened?" She looked behind him. "Where did they go?"
Vahn shrugged. "Oh they left. I just scared them a little."
"You scared them?" Noa looked into his eyes. Vahn was definitely lying, but there was something in his eyes that almost scared him. His eyes were not the same as they were. "Why?" Vahn only shrugged in response. Noa sighed. "I have to talk to their parents now and assure them that you were just trying to teach them a lesson."
"Who said anything about a lesson?" Vahn said, with a straight face.
Noa blinked. "What?" She mistook Vahn's look as if he was joking and awkwardly chuckled. "Funny. Hah ha. Stop making jokes at this time Vahn, I think you scared the children a little too much. I'm going to their parents and talk to them. I'll be right back." She kissed Vahn on the cheek, but once her lips touched his skin, there was something cold and distant. Vahn has never felt so cold... As if he was dead.
Vahn nodded, but plastered no smile on his face. He watched as Noa crossed the lawn and through the gate. She closed the door behind her and never looked back, not even once before she left towards Jack's home.
"In time... those people who call you 'demon' will bow at your feet," Vahn spoke, with the same, raspy and dangerous voice. He smirked and walked back inside the house. "Something must be done with those ignorant fools who dare call my Lord, Demon."
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The darkness soon engulfed the land. Where was he? Why was he here? He opened his eyes with all his strength and looked around with tired eyes. The room was different than her remembered it to be. The walls were covered in brown, like roots from a tree and in the ceiling, there hung round, beehive-like materials that were held firmly by a sticky substance. At time it made him sick to look into the honey coloured substance, but at times, he felt relief that nothing has come out of those cocoons. He turned his eyes away from it, afraid that if he kept staring, his nightmares would come true. He felt half asleep and half awake, but he wasn't quite sure what the truth was. He tried to move his arms and legs, but there was something preventing him to do so. He looked down and found that he was being held firmly by the same sticky substance as the ceiling, but much thicker and harder, so he was unable to move. Surprisingly, he could breathe fine and that he was in no danger of suffocating.
"Ah, I see you're awake," a voice spoke. He looked around frantically for the source of the voice, but could not understand where it was coming from.
"Who-? Who's there?" His voice seemed shallow, but he didn't care, as long as he was talking and still breathing.
"Someone you'll depend on from this day forward," it replied.
"What do you want with me?"
"Well nothing much, but soon I'll need you for the final step. For now, just stay put, ne?" It felt as if the voice vanished like a person walking away. He stayed hanging to what appeared to be some kind of chamber and sighed. The voice no longer was present.
"Who am I?" Clouding his thoughts was the face of a beautiful girl with bright green eyes smiling at him. Beside her stood a small child, waving towards him.
"What took you so long?" the girl spoke.
He was about to speak, when someone else spoke for him. He could feel the person speaking as if he was part of him, but HE alone was not speaking. This person they were talking to was the one who was talking, but not HIM. The voice sounded commanding and cold.
"I had some business to take care of," he spoke, giving the girl a hug. He could see through these man's eyes. The boy attempted to smile but he could tell the little boy was pretending. A hand reached down to ruffle the boy's hair and the boy only flinched in response.
"I just came back from their place, but you weren't there. How could you leave Cort alone like that?" The girl's voice sounded worried and upset, but he could tell she was trying her best not to be angry with this man.
"Sorry," the voice spoke. "I went for a walk. I thought he went to sleep." He could tell this man was lying. What was he up to?
This was not a dream. He was actually living in this man's body. But is he this man? Is he supposed to talk for this man? Think for this man? Move for this man? No matter what he did, he couldn't control this man. This man was controlling him. Was he? He didn't know for sure. He continued to watch as he noticed the girl feeling rather suspicious of him. Suddenly, he heard a faint voice in the distance.
'I have to watch out for this girl,' that voice spoke.
He was beginning to feel afraid. This was the same man talking in his head, but quite different. He thoughts were clouding his mind.
'Soon, I will take this girl away from this boy. The Ra-Serus will never be able to stop me!'
He shifted uncomfortably to another position and continued to listen.
'Stupid Ra-Serus. Once I have this boy, I will summon the mist and conquer this world!' He could feel the man force a smile on his voice, then he spoke again to them. "Does it really matter now? Cort is safe, so let's get inside the prepare dinner." He wrapped an arm around the girl's shoulder and took them back inside the house.
GoodGurl: Getting more confused? Heh, heh, thought so! All right kiddies pay attention on the next chapter, because Noa will begin to act on her suspicion! See you next chapter!!!!!!!!!!