Disclaimer: I'm writing this fiction purely for fun and do not own any of
the characters except the ones originating from my own warped mind. But I
can't really mention them because you haven't met them yet. He he he.
The Healing of the Angels Part 6
Van was back in the dream forest again. It was different now though. He could feel the forest humming with emotion. He looked down at his hands, and they glowed brightly. The light cut through the fog, and in the distance he could see a familiar figure running toward him. Then from the sky came another familiar figure flying swiftly toward him out of the shape of the Mystic Moon.
Before they could reach him another figure emerged from the shadow of a tree. It laughed a high icy laugh and slashed him across the stomach. Then fire rained down from the sky once again and he heard the screams of Gaeans.
* * *
He woke with sweat soaking him, his head swimming with confusion. He had been so sure the dream would turn out differently this time.
But the dream had been different. He had seen Hitomi and Folken. Something was different about this dream. Maybe it wasn't a dream at all, maybe it was a vision! He rolled out of bed and began to get dressed, feeling as if it was going to be a good day. He began to lay out his plans. He had about two hours before he had to meet his advisor, and he would have to use them wisely. They may be the only free time he got.
A slight movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention, and he turned to meet the amused gaze of his brother Folken, who was sitting on his workdesk with his legs stretched out and his arms crossed over his chest. Van would've laughed at the resemblance to a lounging cat if he hadn't been so surprised that he was momentarily speechless.
"It's good to see you again Van," Folken said as he threw his legs onto the floor and stood up. He walked to Van and embraced him. He looked at Van's face and grinned broadly. "I'll explain later. I think we have another visitor coming."
"Hitomi." Automatically he tried to brush her with his mind and met only blankness as always.
"Don't worry Van. Now let's take a walk. You never know who you might run into."
* * *
The light had descended a few minutes earlier leaving her alone in the forests of Fanelia. At least I'm on the path.
She went behind a bush to change into her school uniform. When she was done she looked down into the vally of Fanelia. It was almost like it had been before. The only differences being the newness and the fact that it was slightly bigger. Van must have been busy. Just as she thought this, two people appered on the path. They noticed her immediately.
She stood there wondering what to say when they came within talking distance. One of them began running the second they saw her.
"Hitomi!"
She sheilded her eyes from the sun and realized it was Van who was running toward her. And Folken traveling toward her at a slower pace.
What am I standing here for?She started running too, but she didn't have to run for very long.
"Van I missed you so much," she said as they hugged tightly. After a very long hug he loosened his hold on her a little so he could look at her, and they stood like that staring at each other, noticing the differences and similarities since the last time they saw each other.
Folken just stood in the background feeling silly and missing Naria and Eriya. Van bent his head to kiss Hitomi and she closed her eyes.
Our first kiss ... Hitomi heard in her mind. Had she been thinking it or had it come from Van? Or maybe both of us at the same time.
* * *
Author here!
Their link operated again with that kiss and the thought that they both thought at the exact same time. So that's one problem solved, not to mention the annoying fact that they never even KISSED has been remedied.
* * *
Everything is falling a part. I don't know if bringing them back was enough. If my rebelious children resurrect Dornkirk all is lost. I must stop that from happening.
Information is the key. I will guide them. I will tell them all I know and I will find out more. The world is at stake and I can't let it fall because of my wayward children.
* * *
"Our plans are set in motion. Only a few things have been left to chance. Now you must tell us the great plan. How will we get out of this place?"
"We need Dornkirk. I've told Dilandau how to resurrect him," the young man's voice seemed to wrap around the table.
"You let all of our plans hang on that lunatic!"
"Another good question would be just how Dilandau is still in existence. His essence was contained within Celena. I had thought when he transformed back into her, his essence was lost. I assume you know this?" This was a new voice. It was female but very unlike the cold voice heard before. It was gentle, calm, and kind. It makes one wonder what someone with that kind of voice is doing in a room full of such diabolical and evil people.
"You are correct. Dilandau and Celena are two people in the same vessel. When Dilandau became Celena I believe that instead of retreating to the back of her mind or vanishing from existence completely he fled from her body and waited for someone to come along who had a suitable body. Apparently he recently found it and he seized his opportunity, Fate- Altering the person as Celena was."
"I see," the gentle voice paused while she thought this over."Arigato, that bit of information was very useful. A few more things you could make clear to me. Why can't we perform the resurrection ourselves? I don't see why it has to be Dilandau-sama who does it," said the gentle voice.
"It's true, we could go down to Gaea and find a suitable human to use, but the sacrifice has to be one who is a source of great emotion. Choosing a random person would likely lead to disaster. Dilandau has a lot of negative emotions in him and a lot of people he would like to see dead. Considering all this, he is the perfect person to perform the sacrifice," the young man's voice explained.
"Yes. When Dilandau is successful, what then?" the gentle voice persisted.
"I'm beginning to think you're not so eager to join us as you are to spy on us!" the cold feminine voice accused.
"Im just catching up. Remember I only recently joined you, and besides telling me you will escape from Atlantis by altering fate no one has told me how you plan to do it. If you don't mind I'm trying to find out."
"I trust her," the young man added. The cold female voice did not dispute his authority, but her angry sigh revealed that she was not happy about his admission, either.
"When Dornkirk is resurrected he will tell us how to build his Atlantis Machine and we will program it to change the fate of Atlantis," he said.
"And Atlantis will fall from the sky," she said in awed horror. "That could destroy all of Gaea!"
"All here are willing to risk it. We're sick of sitting up here watching the living go about their lives. Isn't that why you came to us?" the young man asked suspiciously. He was starting to regret his trust. Had he been wrong?
"Absolutely. It's just that... I've always been told..." she stammered, trying to think of a lie. She was not practiced at this sort of thing. Apparently she was a natural, because they bought it. She would have to be more careful about remembering who she was.
"Of course, I had forgotten the conditioning. We were all reluctant to break free of the rules at first. You'll come out of that eventually," the young man assured her, sounding relieved. In Atlantis no one was actually alive, so if she were a spy he would've had to figure out how to get rid of her conciousness; her soul. It would have been difficult at best and impossible at worst.
"Now that I've reviewed everything, it must be obvious to everyone that all we have to do is wait for our plans to fall into place. When the time comes for action, we'll know."
The Healing of the Angels Part 6
Van was back in the dream forest again. It was different now though. He could feel the forest humming with emotion. He looked down at his hands, and they glowed brightly. The light cut through the fog, and in the distance he could see a familiar figure running toward him. Then from the sky came another familiar figure flying swiftly toward him out of the shape of the Mystic Moon.
Before they could reach him another figure emerged from the shadow of a tree. It laughed a high icy laugh and slashed him across the stomach. Then fire rained down from the sky once again and he heard the screams of Gaeans.
* * *
He woke with sweat soaking him, his head swimming with confusion. He had been so sure the dream would turn out differently this time.
But the dream had been different. He had seen Hitomi and Folken. Something was different about this dream. Maybe it wasn't a dream at all, maybe it was a vision! He rolled out of bed and began to get dressed, feeling as if it was going to be a good day. He began to lay out his plans. He had about two hours before he had to meet his advisor, and he would have to use them wisely. They may be the only free time he got.
A slight movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention, and he turned to meet the amused gaze of his brother Folken, who was sitting on his workdesk with his legs stretched out and his arms crossed over his chest. Van would've laughed at the resemblance to a lounging cat if he hadn't been so surprised that he was momentarily speechless.
"It's good to see you again Van," Folken said as he threw his legs onto the floor and stood up. He walked to Van and embraced him. He looked at Van's face and grinned broadly. "I'll explain later. I think we have another visitor coming."
"Hitomi." Automatically he tried to brush her with his mind and met only blankness as always.
"Don't worry Van. Now let's take a walk. You never know who you might run into."
* * *
The light had descended a few minutes earlier leaving her alone in the forests of Fanelia. At least I'm on the path.
She went behind a bush to change into her school uniform. When she was done she looked down into the vally of Fanelia. It was almost like it had been before. The only differences being the newness and the fact that it was slightly bigger. Van must have been busy. Just as she thought this, two people appered on the path. They noticed her immediately.
She stood there wondering what to say when they came within talking distance. One of them began running the second they saw her.
"Hitomi!"
She sheilded her eyes from the sun and realized it was Van who was running toward her. And Folken traveling toward her at a slower pace.
What am I standing here for?She started running too, but she didn't have to run for very long.
"Van I missed you so much," she said as they hugged tightly. After a very long hug he loosened his hold on her a little so he could look at her, and they stood like that staring at each other, noticing the differences and similarities since the last time they saw each other.
Folken just stood in the background feeling silly and missing Naria and Eriya. Van bent his head to kiss Hitomi and she closed her eyes.
Our first kiss ... Hitomi heard in her mind. Had she been thinking it or had it come from Van? Or maybe both of us at the same time.
* * *
Author here!
Their link operated again with that kiss and the thought that they both thought at the exact same time. So that's one problem solved, not to mention the annoying fact that they never even KISSED has been remedied.
* * *
Everything is falling a part. I don't know if bringing them back was enough. If my rebelious children resurrect Dornkirk all is lost. I must stop that from happening.
Information is the key. I will guide them. I will tell them all I know and I will find out more. The world is at stake and I can't let it fall because of my wayward children.
* * *
"Our plans are set in motion. Only a few things have been left to chance. Now you must tell us the great plan. How will we get out of this place?"
"We need Dornkirk. I've told Dilandau how to resurrect him," the young man's voice seemed to wrap around the table.
"You let all of our plans hang on that lunatic!"
"Another good question would be just how Dilandau is still in existence. His essence was contained within Celena. I had thought when he transformed back into her, his essence was lost. I assume you know this?" This was a new voice. It was female but very unlike the cold voice heard before. It was gentle, calm, and kind. It makes one wonder what someone with that kind of voice is doing in a room full of such diabolical and evil people.
"You are correct. Dilandau and Celena are two people in the same vessel. When Dilandau became Celena I believe that instead of retreating to the back of her mind or vanishing from existence completely he fled from her body and waited for someone to come along who had a suitable body. Apparently he recently found it and he seized his opportunity, Fate- Altering the person as Celena was."
"I see," the gentle voice paused while she thought this over."Arigato, that bit of information was very useful. A few more things you could make clear to me. Why can't we perform the resurrection ourselves? I don't see why it has to be Dilandau-sama who does it," said the gentle voice.
"It's true, we could go down to Gaea and find a suitable human to use, but the sacrifice has to be one who is a source of great emotion. Choosing a random person would likely lead to disaster. Dilandau has a lot of negative emotions in him and a lot of people he would like to see dead. Considering all this, he is the perfect person to perform the sacrifice," the young man's voice explained.
"Yes. When Dilandau is successful, what then?" the gentle voice persisted.
"I'm beginning to think you're not so eager to join us as you are to spy on us!" the cold feminine voice accused.
"Im just catching up. Remember I only recently joined you, and besides telling me you will escape from Atlantis by altering fate no one has told me how you plan to do it. If you don't mind I'm trying to find out."
"I trust her," the young man added. The cold female voice did not dispute his authority, but her angry sigh revealed that she was not happy about his admission, either.
"When Dornkirk is resurrected he will tell us how to build his Atlantis Machine and we will program it to change the fate of Atlantis," he said.
"And Atlantis will fall from the sky," she said in awed horror. "That could destroy all of Gaea!"
"All here are willing to risk it. We're sick of sitting up here watching the living go about their lives. Isn't that why you came to us?" the young man asked suspiciously. He was starting to regret his trust. Had he been wrong?
"Absolutely. It's just that... I've always been told..." she stammered, trying to think of a lie. She was not practiced at this sort of thing. Apparently she was a natural, because they bought it. She would have to be more careful about remembering who she was.
"Of course, I had forgotten the conditioning. We were all reluctant to break free of the rules at first. You'll come out of that eventually," the young man assured her, sounding relieved. In Atlantis no one was actually alive, so if she were a spy he would've had to figure out how to get rid of her conciousness; her soul. It would have been difficult at best and impossible at worst.
"Now that I've reviewed everything, it must be obvious to everyone that all we have to do is wait for our plans to fall into place. When the time comes for action, we'll know."