Love That Guides Us
Chapter 6
Losing Her Again
Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to Deepti. Always fighting for what you believe in and helping me in humorous ways. You worry for the feelings of others constantly, showing how much you care.
" My sister..." Ryoko whispered softly.
The two sisters sat in silence after the story had finally come to an end. Ryoko stared into the silver orbs of Takara. She had realized earlier that the two looked very much alike, the bangs and the confidence behind her voice were dead giveaways.
" Takara?"
The young girl turned her head to face her sister. " Yes?"
" Let's go."
Amber and silver eyes peered into the darkness that had fallen onto the Masaki Shrine. Takara guessed it was around midnight, judging by the position of the moon. On the couch lay Washu and her love, still holding her hand. The two smiled and walked outside.
" So, I guess Ayeka and I never did have a chance with Tenchi," Ryoko sighed as she leaned back onto the grass.
" Not exactly, you may be right, you may be wrong," Takara's soft voice rang.
" Okay, stop the riddles, it's getting annoying!"
Takara was caught off guard by this sudden remark of rudeness. " I mean that in some cases that is true, while in others it is completely false. There are many dimensions out there and in some of them, you and Tenchi might be together, or it could be Ayeka who would get him. Your idea of a perfect ending is always found in one realm, whether it is yours or not."
" My idea of a perfect ending?"
" What you think the ideal life would be like, sister."
" Well then, I must be lucky," the pirate closed her eyes.
" Why do you say that?" Takara joined Ryoko in her relaxation on the grass below.
" My ideal life is what I live. I'm home, I have a family, I have great friends, I have everything I need to live. What about you?"
" I may know many things, but not the answer to that. My life so far has been filled with misery and misfortune but I cannot say that I hate it. It is the life given to me by my mother, and I intend to live life to its fullest," the girl answered solemnly.
" I like you Takara, you're cool."
" Why, thank you!" the pirate's sister laughed.
" You know what's interesting?" Takara just waited for Ryoko to continue. " You and I are so different and yet we are exactly the same, everything about us. I think my life's perfect, but you're not sure, yet we still believe we should live them to their fullest. My hair's light blue, yours is darkish, yet the bangs are the same. You have long hair, I have short, but they're the same style. I've never met anyone like you before, Takara. I like you a lot. You're like my reflection, a mirror image of myself."
" You say that because we are different?" Takara spoke with interest.
" Yeah, the mirror always gives you an image that's backwards, one that's not exactly like you but is close."
" I understand."
The two looked at each other and stared to laugh. So different, yet so alike. Ryoko was enjoying every moment she spent with Takara but it was cut short outside. The young girl's silver eyes turned red and her head turned toward the house.
" Takara?"
Inside, a dark shadow lurked. Red eyes weaved through the house, using the shadows as its body. Silently, it crawled over the sleeping Goddess of Nature, the Galaxy Police, the Prince and Princess of Jurai, until the rubies met closed emeralds. A blackened claw made it's way toward the sleeper's neck.
" Inside!"
" What?" Ryoko stared at the young girl in utter confusion.
" Get inside...NOW!"
Both set off running, Ryoko still confused. An ear-piercing scream filled the surrounding area as the two half-breeds reached the home. Darkness filled every corner of the rooms they peered into. Something was wrong.
" She's here..." Takara broke the silence.
" Who?"
" Don't be stupid, Ryoko. Don't tell me you can't sense the evil power resonating from this room. Are you so blind that you are oblivious to this?" Takara's red eyes glared daggers at the foolish girl beside her.
" I know, I know, I can sense her, but I swear on my name, that I sense two. That's why I didn't understand you. Listen, I don't know what the hell is going on, but I don't really care. Let's just go inside and save Mom."
Both agreed and ventured inside the dark void. Mist covered their steps as they passed into the seemingly endless hallways. Each creak of the floor beneath them caused sudden fear to launch itself up their spines. Takara's eyes flashed from red to yellow and back to silver every time they took a step. Something was not right.
" Stay here, Ryoko. There's no sense in the both of us getting killed. Besides, if I am to die, I will finally join my mother and father in heaven."
" No, I'm coming with you. Washu may be your mother in your realm, but she's my mother in this one, too. You see, I never cared for her that much, I actually hated her. So, I want to make it up to her, even if it costs me my life."
Takara's eyes closed once the pirate completed her speech. This was hard on her, she had already lost Ryoko in her realm, and she wasn't ready to lose her again. Yet, besides all of the drama, Ryoko had a good point. True, the Washu in this realm didn't belong to Takara, no, she was Ryoko's mother. Why did she care so much for a mother that was not hers? Takara shook her head. She didn't know the answer to her own question. Perhaps it was the fact that this Washu was alive, and Takara had the ability to prevent her death. Yes, that was the answer...for the time being.
" Alright, let us go. We have wasted enough time arguing with one another."
Silence was once again present in the void as they embarked on their dangerous mission once more.
Tip Tap
Tip Tap
Takara's eyes flashed blood.
Creak Creak
Ryoko stopped dead in her tracks.
Takara noticed the sudden change. She lifted her gaze to what lie ahead.
" No..." Ryoko softly whispered with fear.
" WASHU!" Takara's voice was the last echo before all fell silent in the blood covered void of hell.
Chapter 6
Losing Her Again
Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to Deepti. Always fighting for what you believe in and helping me in humorous ways. You worry for the feelings of others constantly, showing how much you care.
" My sister..." Ryoko whispered softly.
The two sisters sat in silence after the story had finally come to an end. Ryoko stared into the silver orbs of Takara. She had realized earlier that the two looked very much alike, the bangs and the confidence behind her voice were dead giveaways.
" Takara?"
The young girl turned her head to face her sister. " Yes?"
" Let's go."
Amber and silver eyes peered into the darkness that had fallen onto the Masaki Shrine. Takara guessed it was around midnight, judging by the position of the moon. On the couch lay Washu and her love, still holding her hand. The two smiled and walked outside.
" So, I guess Ayeka and I never did have a chance with Tenchi," Ryoko sighed as she leaned back onto the grass.
" Not exactly, you may be right, you may be wrong," Takara's soft voice rang.
" Okay, stop the riddles, it's getting annoying!"
Takara was caught off guard by this sudden remark of rudeness. " I mean that in some cases that is true, while in others it is completely false. There are many dimensions out there and in some of them, you and Tenchi might be together, or it could be Ayeka who would get him. Your idea of a perfect ending is always found in one realm, whether it is yours or not."
" My idea of a perfect ending?"
" What you think the ideal life would be like, sister."
" Well then, I must be lucky," the pirate closed her eyes.
" Why do you say that?" Takara joined Ryoko in her relaxation on the grass below.
" My ideal life is what I live. I'm home, I have a family, I have great friends, I have everything I need to live. What about you?"
" I may know many things, but not the answer to that. My life so far has been filled with misery and misfortune but I cannot say that I hate it. It is the life given to me by my mother, and I intend to live life to its fullest," the girl answered solemnly.
" I like you Takara, you're cool."
" Why, thank you!" the pirate's sister laughed.
" You know what's interesting?" Takara just waited for Ryoko to continue. " You and I are so different and yet we are exactly the same, everything about us. I think my life's perfect, but you're not sure, yet we still believe we should live them to their fullest. My hair's light blue, yours is darkish, yet the bangs are the same. You have long hair, I have short, but they're the same style. I've never met anyone like you before, Takara. I like you a lot. You're like my reflection, a mirror image of myself."
" You say that because we are different?" Takara spoke with interest.
" Yeah, the mirror always gives you an image that's backwards, one that's not exactly like you but is close."
" I understand."
The two looked at each other and stared to laugh. So different, yet so alike. Ryoko was enjoying every moment she spent with Takara but it was cut short outside. The young girl's silver eyes turned red and her head turned toward the house.
" Takara?"
Inside, a dark shadow lurked. Red eyes weaved through the house, using the shadows as its body. Silently, it crawled over the sleeping Goddess of Nature, the Galaxy Police, the Prince and Princess of Jurai, until the rubies met closed emeralds. A blackened claw made it's way toward the sleeper's neck.
" Inside!"
" What?" Ryoko stared at the young girl in utter confusion.
" Get inside...NOW!"
Both set off running, Ryoko still confused. An ear-piercing scream filled the surrounding area as the two half-breeds reached the home. Darkness filled every corner of the rooms they peered into. Something was wrong.
" She's here..." Takara broke the silence.
" Who?"
" Don't be stupid, Ryoko. Don't tell me you can't sense the evil power resonating from this room. Are you so blind that you are oblivious to this?" Takara's red eyes glared daggers at the foolish girl beside her.
" I know, I know, I can sense her, but I swear on my name, that I sense two. That's why I didn't understand you. Listen, I don't know what the hell is going on, but I don't really care. Let's just go inside and save Mom."
Both agreed and ventured inside the dark void. Mist covered their steps as they passed into the seemingly endless hallways. Each creak of the floor beneath them caused sudden fear to launch itself up their spines. Takara's eyes flashed from red to yellow and back to silver every time they took a step. Something was not right.
" Stay here, Ryoko. There's no sense in the both of us getting killed. Besides, if I am to die, I will finally join my mother and father in heaven."
" No, I'm coming with you. Washu may be your mother in your realm, but she's my mother in this one, too. You see, I never cared for her that much, I actually hated her. So, I want to make it up to her, even if it costs me my life."
Takara's eyes closed once the pirate completed her speech. This was hard on her, she had already lost Ryoko in her realm, and she wasn't ready to lose her again. Yet, besides all of the drama, Ryoko had a good point. True, the Washu in this realm didn't belong to Takara, no, she was Ryoko's mother. Why did she care so much for a mother that was not hers? Takara shook her head. She didn't know the answer to her own question. Perhaps it was the fact that this Washu was alive, and Takara had the ability to prevent her death. Yes, that was the answer...for the time being.
" Alright, let us go. We have wasted enough time arguing with one another."
Silence was once again present in the void as they embarked on their dangerous mission once more.
Tip Tap
Tip Tap
Takara's eyes flashed blood.
Creak Creak
Ryoko stopped dead in her tracks.
Takara noticed the sudden change. She lifted her gaze to what lie ahead.
" No..." Ryoko softly whispered with fear.
" WASHU!" Takara's voice was the last echo before all fell silent in the blood covered void of hell.