To Fly Away
By: Abby Kitty
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Made By Rumiko Takahashi, so leave me alone about it!!!!!
Hay-o minna-san!!! Sorry it took so long for this chapter to come out it's just I've been busy working in a play so gommen! Any ways.
On with the story!
Chapter 5
Burning Lake
A dragon flew quickly thru the night in great urgency. It was a very small Dragon, barely the size of a golden eagle. Its sleek black wings flashed slightly silver every time the light of the moon hit it just slightly. It hade fiery red eyes with untold depth focused on a point that normal eyes could not even glimpse. The dragon's shadow-silent wings flew over the tips of ancient trees on an ancient path of magic. The dragon was the legendary black dragon that was said to have birthed the Cantos race. They revered her as the daughter-mother, or the daughter of the ancients and mother to the Cantos. Maybe she was, then again only she would be able to tell such a tale and for now her quest was much more important then a story of her youth.
As She flew she caught glimpse of a small Blue Jay headed toward her. She stopped and waited for the creature looking at it in question. The Jay flew toward her and nodded its head in greeting. The dragon calked her head slightly in wonderment. The Jays eyes smiled mischievously and dove into the forest in a gesture that clearly said, 'Follow me.' The dragon hovered in the air for a few seconds confused before shrugging her shoulder blades and following the small bird. It wasn't like she truly had time for a game of 'follow me' but her instincts told her to follow the small creature and so she dove down into the dark depths of the trees and foliage.
The small Jay wove in and out of hundreds of vines and branches making it difficult for the dragon to catch up to it. The dragon's eyes sparkled in challenge as it became more and more difficult for her to maneuver.
'Come now daern,' she heard a voice in her mind she hadn't thought she'd hear in another thousand years, 'I know for a fact your faster then this, You've never let a few vines get in your way before have you?'
Daern glared at the retreating figure of the laughing blue jay and took off, 'So it's you then is it?' She grinned as she began to catch up to the Jay, 'Maybe you should watch what you say to a Dragon as ancient as I?'
The Jays eyes sparkled, 'Should I?'
The two chased each other back and fourth with the full moon high in the sky. The Blue Jay began to grow slowly into a small blue phoenix the size of a Peregrine falcon. The blue flames surrounding its body didn't even touch the foliage around them as they chassed thru the night until they came across the ruins of old stones set in a pattern around a huge tree. The stones were a circle of arcs with vines climbing up the walls and in the middle of the circle stood a tall round pillar. It was strangely plain with no carvings or paintings adorning the sides, just a plain piece of shale tall and perfectly round. On the ground around it there lay Five completely flat round stones, each with a different symbol on it, ancient symbols that not even the ancients new how to decipher. The Ruins were known as the heart of Liricara, the Ancient world before it was known as just Rica. The Dragon and the Phoenix flew above the ruins and as the wind blew the stones began to glow and a gentle song filled the sky as two of the oldest creatures of Liricara began to dance in the air above the heart. They twisted and turned in the sky and when the moonlight hit them just right their forms began to take a new shape.
Slowly the phoenix's feathers grew around growing form of a beautiful man with long white hair and soft golden eyes. His heart shaped face held an Ancient beauty that is indescribable to words. The fiery wings on this back spread out to reveal a long elaborate white robe with slightly talloned feet and hands. The dragon's form was that of a grown woman with a lithe form for agility and long black robes lined with blue-silver thread. Her face was Elvin like and her ebon hair seemed to be made of the night itself. Her silver eyes held deep wisdom in their depths and she smiled as she took the white haired mans hand. The two of them fluttered down to the ground to land gracefully on one of the stone symbols. One would notice that the woman was shorter then the man. The tall mans hair reached the ground while the woman's hair was intricately woven into a headdress of some sort. The headdress went around her head and silver-blue ribbons fell down it to fly in the wind.
"It's been too long Phione." The woman smiled at the man.
"Yes, Draern, it truly has." Phione smiled at Draern gently and she stepped up to him and embraced him in a hug.
"You know why we have come here do you not?" She asked quietly.
"Yes, I have been monitoring it in disguise, I do believe I confused you a bit." Phione smiled mischievously earning him a light punch on the arm as payment.
"Yes well, you will not be so lucky as to deceive me again." She grinned.
Phione sighed and became serious, "So what did the mother say?"
Draern sighed and became suddenly sad, "I will tell you soon but for now," she looked at him with love in her eyes, "can't we just relish in the fact that we are together once more/ can't we take advantage of the small piece we have found for ourselves?"
Phione smiled at the dragon in his arms, "I guess we should take advantage of this time for we may never have such peace again."
With that he bent his head down toward Draern's as the full moon shone brightly in the sky above the heart of Liricara.
@*^_^*@
*Clack* *Clack* *Clack*
The sound of Ranma's black boots rang through the tranquil forest around him as he climbed the stone steppes to the sacred Burning Lake. His eyes looked up directly at the towering steppes and a sweat drop formed on the back of his head. He couldn't even see the top of the steppes they went so far up. He closed his eyes frustrated and decided it would be a lot easier if he flew. Who cared if anyone saw him, he wanted to see Akane. He hadn't seen her in three years, he'd be damned if he didn't get to see her now. With his mind made up, he took of his shirt and folded it, sticking it into his belt. Then two ebon wings twice his size slowly unfolded behind him, materializing from shadow. He jumped into the air and flapped his wings going faster and faster until finally reaching the top and landing gracefully to the ground. There in front of him, not three feet away was the fiery lake known as Burning Lake.
It was a lake of water with white fire dancing on the top covering the lake completely. Ranma was in awe of the beauty of the lake itself. He'd heard tales about it, but the tales were mostly spoken of with scorn in the voices of the speaker. He'd heard that the fires were the ashes of the very first white phoenix. He didn't know if the story was true, but if it truly were, then that would have to be one huge phoenix for he couldn't see the water underneath at all. In fact, he didn't see Akane either.
The water and the flames suddenly moved as a ripple ripped through the peace of the surface of the lake and Ranma took a step back. Something was in the lake. Ranma held his breath for a few minutes and then out of the water shot the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
"Akane." he whispered.
For that's who it was. Akane shot out of the water and he'd never forget it. She was older and curvier then he'd remembered. She was wearing a long white gown that beautiful in its simplicity and wet, clung to all her curves while at the same time flowing in the breeze. Stray strands of her ebon hair fell down her back limply and seemed to caress her face as she exploded out of the water. Her white wings shot out of her back and the white fire from the lake danced off her body back into the lake like the water that was dripping down her form. She hovered above the lake and then turned slowly as if sensing someone watching her. Her chocolate brown eyes looked at him in complete and utter surprise before she smiled broadly at him, (causing him to blush slightly), and flapping her wings to fly toward him. He certainly wasn't ready for her to glomp him. He almost fell over when she made contact with him.
"Ranma!" She smiled, "I'm happy you were able to come!"
Ranma smiled, "Hey Ne-ne, I'm glad I could to." She looked so cute soaked to the bone and smiling up at him like she was.
She smiled and held out her hand, "C'mon, we should probably get back to the castle so I can get into, *ahem* Proper clothing, Ne?"
Ranma smiled and took her hand, "Yeah, your dad wouldn't be too happy huh."
She shook her head, "Nope."
They smiled at each other and, (Ranma unfolding his wings) took off into the sky toward the castle. All in all, Ranma truly was glad that he came to Rica.
Whew! That chapter was FUN! So what did you think? Okay so I know for a fact that there are grammar errors. So I know their there so you don't need to remind me! Also if you have questions you can E-mail me at Rueby1@cox.net ok? So review and remember: saying kind words makes an author write more! ^_^
Ja ne
-Abby Kitty ~_^
By: Abby Kitty
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Made By Rumiko Takahashi, so leave me alone about it!!!!!
Hay-o minna-san!!! Sorry it took so long for this chapter to come out it's just I've been busy working in a play so gommen! Any ways.
On with the story!
Chapter 5
Burning Lake
A dragon flew quickly thru the night in great urgency. It was a very small Dragon, barely the size of a golden eagle. Its sleek black wings flashed slightly silver every time the light of the moon hit it just slightly. It hade fiery red eyes with untold depth focused on a point that normal eyes could not even glimpse. The dragon's shadow-silent wings flew over the tips of ancient trees on an ancient path of magic. The dragon was the legendary black dragon that was said to have birthed the Cantos race. They revered her as the daughter-mother, or the daughter of the ancients and mother to the Cantos. Maybe she was, then again only she would be able to tell such a tale and for now her quest was much more important then a story of her youth.
As She flew she caught glimpse of a small Blue Jay headed toward her. She stopped and waited for the creature looking at it in question. The Jay flew toward her and nodded its head in greeting. The dragon calked her head slightly in wonderment. The Jays eyes smiled mischievously and dove into the forest in a gesture that clearly said, 'Follow me.' The dragon hovered in the air for a few seconds confused before shrugging her shoulder blades and following the small bird. It wasn't like she truly had time for a game of 'follow me' but her instincts told her to follow the small creature and so she dove down into the dark depths of the trees and foliage.
The small Jay wove in and out of hundreds of vines and branches making it difficult for the dragon to catch up to it. The dragon's eyes sparkled in challenge as it became more and more difficult for her to maneuver.
'Come now daern,' she heard a voice in her mind she hadn't thought she'd hear in another thousand years, 'I know for a fact your faster then this, You've never let a few vines get in your way before have you?'
Daern glared at the retreating figure of the laughing blue jay and took off, 'So it's you then is it?' She grinned as she began to catch up to the Jay, 'Maybe you should watch what you say to a Dragon as ancient as I?'
The Jays eyes sparkled, 'Should I?'
The two chased each other back and fourth with the full moon high in the sky. The Blue Jay began to grow slowly into a small blue phoenix the size of a Peregrine falcon. The blue flames surrounding its body didn't even touch the foliage around them as they chassed thru the night until they came across the ruins of old stones set in a pattern around a huge tree. The stones were a circle of arcs with vines climbing up the walls and in the middle of the circle stood a tall round pillar. It was strangely plain with no carvings or paintings adorning the sides, just a plain piece of shale tall and perfectly round. On the ground around it there lay Five completely flat round stones, each with a different symbol on it, ancient symbols that not even the ancients new how to decipher. The Ruins were known as the heart of Liricara, the Ancient world before it was known as just Rica. The Dragon and the Phoenix flew above the ruins and as the wind blew the stones began to glow and a gentle song filled the sky as two of the oldest creatures of Liricara began to dance in the air above the heart. They twisted and turned in the sky and when the moonlight hit them just right their forms began to take a new shape.
Slowly the phoenix's feathers grew around growing form of a beautiful man with long white hair and soft golden eyes. His heart shaped face held an Ancient beauty that is indescribable to words. The fiery wings on this back spread out to reveal a long elaborate white robe with slightly talloned feet and hands. The dragon's form was that of a grown woman with a lithe form for agility and long black robes lined with blue-silver thread. Her face was Elvin like and her ebon hair seemed to be made of the night itself. Her silver eyes held deep wisdom in their depths and she smiled as she took the white haired mans hand. The two of them fluttered down to the ground to land gracefully on one of the stone symbols. One would notice that the woman was shorter then the man. The tall mans hair reached the ground while the woman's hair was intricately woven into a headdress of some sort. The headdress went around her head and silver-blue ribbons fell down it to fly in the wind.
"It's been too long Phione." The woman smiled at the man.
"Yes, Draern, it truly has." Phione smiled at Draern gently and she stepped up to him and embraced him in a hug.
"You know why we have come here do you not?" She asked quietly.
"Yes, I have been monitoring it in disguise, I do believe I confused you a bit." Phione smiled mischievously earning him a light punch on the arm as payment.
"Yes well, you will not be so lucky as to deceive me again." She grinned.
Phione sighed and became serious, "So what did the mother say?"
Draern sighed and became suddenly sad, "I will tell you soon but for now," she looked at him with love in her eyes, "can't we just relish in the fact that we are together once more/ can't we take advantage of the small piece we have found for ourselves?"
Phione smiled at the dragon in his arms, "I guess we should take advantage of this time for we may never have such peace again."
With that he bent his head down toward Draern's as the full moon shone brightly in the sky above the heart of Liricara.
@*^_^*@
*Clack* *Clack* *Clack*
The sound of Ranma's black boots rang through the tranquil forest around him as he climbed the stone steppes to the sacred Burning Lake. His eyes looked up directly at the towering steppes and a sweat drop formed on the back of his head. He couldn't even see the top of the steppes they went so far up. He closed his eyes frustrated and decided it would be a lot easier if he flew. Who cared if anyone saw him, he wanted to see Akane. He hadn't seen her in three years, he'd be damned if he didn't get to see her now. With his mind made up, he took of his shirt and folded it, sticking it into his belt. Then two ebon wings twice his size slowly unfolded behind him, materializing from shadow. He jumped into the air and flapped his wings going faster and faster until finally reaching the top and landing gracefully to the ground. There in front of him, not three feet away was the fiery lake known as Burning Lake.
It was a lake of water with white fire dancing on the top covering the lake completely. Ranma was in awe of the beauty of the lake itself. He'd heard tales about it, but the tales were mostly spoken of with scorn in the voices of the speaker. He'd heard that the fires were the ashes of the very first white phoenix. He didn't know if the story was true, but if it truly were, then that would have to be one huge phoenix for he couldn't see the water underneath at all. In fact, he didn't see Akane either.
The water and the flames suddenly moved as a ripple ripped through the peace of the surface of the lake and Ranma took a step back. Something was in the lake. Ranma held his breath for a few minutes and then out of the water shot the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
"Akane." he whispered.
For that's who it was. Akane shot out of the water and he'd never forget it. She was older and curvier then he'd remembered. She was wearing a long white gown that beautiful in its simplicity and wet, clung to all her curves while at the same time flowing in the breeze. Stray strands of her ebon hair fell down her back limply and seemed to caress her face as she exploded out of the water. Her white wings shot out of her back and the white fire from the lake danced off her body back into the lake like the water that was dripping down her form. She hovered above the lake and then turned slowly as if sensing someone watching her. Her chocolate brown eyes looked at him in complete and utter surprise before she smiled broadly at him, (causing him to blush slightly), and flapping her wings to fly toward him. He certainly wasn't ready for her to glomp him. He almost fell over when she made contact with him.
"Ranma!" She smiled, "I'm happy you were able to come!"
Ranma smiled, "Hey Ne-ne, I'm glad I could to." She looked so cute soaked to the bone and smiling up at him like she was.
She smiled and held out her hand, "C'mon, we should probably get back to the castle so I can get into, *ahem* Proper clothing, Ne?"
Ranma smiled and took her hand, "Yeah, your dad wouldn't be too happy huh."
She shook her head, "Nope."
They smiled at each other and, (Ranma unfolding his wings) took off into the sky toward the castle. All in all, Ranma truly was glad that he came to Rica.
Whew! That chapter was FUN! So what did you think? Okay so I know for a fact that there are grammar errors. So I know their there so you don't need to remind me! Also if you have questions you can E-mail me at Rueby1@cox.net ok? So review and remember: saying kind words makes an author write more! ^_^
Ja ne
-Abby Kitty ~_^