Hey everyone! Sorry it took a really long time to get this second part to come out. It's just because I've been really occupied with my 'TEENANGER' life. Hehehehe. Just a few things before I start. The language that is used here besides English does not belong to me. Let me repeat that. The language that is used here besides English DOES NOT BELONG TO ME. If you have read my bio, you must have noticed that I am a really big fan of Tolkien's books. I'm a big fan of LoTR. So I wanted to have a little part of LoTR stuff in my fic. I decided to use the Quenya language that Tolkien used in his books. I'm sorry if I translated wrong. I'm a beginner at this and I had no help, besides web pages. Another thing is I do not own Digimon. Nor do I own the language Quenya. If you are wondering what Quenya is. It is an Elvish latin that Tolkien used in his books. There I think I said enough. Now on with the story, but don't sue me! Please. Hope you enjoy it.
Symbols:
* or # are used as footnotes for the Quenya translation to English. The translation to English will be at the end of the story.
'' are used to when the character is thinking not actually talking.
Meetings of Friendships Part 2
The fear in Sora's eyes was now as plain as day. She anxiously withdrew out her scythe.
"Sora…don't be scared", came a male voice.
Sora turned to where the source of the voice was coming from. "Who are you? And where's Mr. Motomiya? Tell me!"
A chuckle could be heard, "Sora…it seems you never changed. You were always protective of the people you cared about than yourself. You so remind me of my mother and Kari." Sora suddenly felt secure at the sound of the voice. 'Strange. I feel like I recognize this person. I feel so safe.' Sora felt herself being embraced into a warmth from behind.
The chuckle was once heard again, "Sora, you don't have to worry. Your friend is quite alright", whispered the voice into Sora's ear as arms and then the rest of the body started to form. Sora looked at the arms that held her close and slowly turned around to look up to face a boy looking straight at her. The boy was about her age, maybe a little older. He was rather handsome for someone with a big mass of hair that matched his eyes. His chocolate eyes held a joy in them that Sora longed to have in hers. "Do I know you from somewhere? You look so familiar."
The young boy smiled down at her. Sora felt her knees go weak. She dropped her scythe and squeezed her eyes shut as she waited for pain to come from falling. She felt nothing, absolutely nothing. She opened her eyes to see what happened. To her amaze she was not falling. She looked up to see those same chocolate orbs full of amusement. "I'm right, you haven't changed at all," chuckled the boy.
Sora was now really confused. She started to get frustrated, "Who are you, and how do you know me?" She tried to search his eyes for any answer, but he was good at hiding it.
The young boy noticed her frustration and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, elenya sa ëa kulda*," he then bowed, "I cannot reveal my identity to you at the present time, but I am here to warn you of great danger that lurks in your next adventure."
Sora just stood where she was and tried to come up with any thoughts of why he couldn't tell her who he was. "Why must you hide your identity?"
The young boy's eyes no longer held their joy. They held a sort of wisdom and scares of past battles. "It would work best for your safety if you did not know. You will know soon enough…", his voice was serious.
"Then what am I to call you by, stranger. Or should I call you stranger…of dreams.", smiled Sora. Then Sora quickly thought, 'What am I saying?! I sound like I'm one of those girls from Mimi's daydreams, that she so loves to talk about.'
"You may call me whatever you like. That is of no importance of me. I've come to warn you of your journey."
"Journey…", Sora asked herself, "I am not going on any sort of journey…" Sora then turned her face to the stranger and narrowed her eyes, "Tell me what you're talking about!"
The young boy answered with frustration in his voice, "I would, but you keep on interrupting me! Argh!" The young boy was at the point of tearing out his hair, but he didn't want to mess his 'perfectly uncombed hair.' He took a deep breath and continued, "As I was saying, you will travel on your very first journey in a few days. It may seem impossible at first, but it's the only way to overcome the growth of the darkness and decrease it to a minimum. Until your journey, you will make new friendships. I advise you to strengthen your bonds with these people. You'll need their friendships to help you along the way. It will especially help you. I know this warning does not seem treacherous, but it'll make sense in the future to come."
Sora was just gathering her thoughts when the stranger grabbed her and encircled her with his arms. He slowly leaned forward and whispered, "Elenya sa ëa kulda*…when you need me, I am not that far away from your grasp. But you must remember not to mention anything about our meeting. It works out for the best." Then he pulled away and gave one last look at Sora. He smiled and said, "Namárië, elenya sa ëa kulda. Elen síla lumenn' omentilievo."# He then took a few steps backwards and faded from sight. Just as sudden as the sky turned black when he came, it turned back to a pale blue.
Sora stared at the spot where the stranger had just disappeared into thin air. She couldn't move. She wanted to grab for him before he left. Her mind screamed out at her for not trying hard enough to make her body move. At the same her mind was going over everything that happened. 'Who was he? How did he know my name? And most of all," she narrowed her eyes in confusion and shot open at a sudden thought, "how did he know my nickname and the language of…my family of old?" She was still in a daze when she heard a far off voice calling her name.
"Sora? Sora!" came firm tone.
Sora snapped out of her daze and shook her head. She looked up to see Mr. Motomiya's worried glance looking straight at her.
"Sora, are you all right?"
Sora smiled and nodded her head. "I'm fine. I was just thinking about something."
Mr. Motomiya didn't seem to buy it. "May I ask what you were so intensely thinking about?"
Sora started to panic. 'Oh great. What am I going to say. I can't lie to him.' "Oh just some memories of a forgotten past." she said in a calm voice.
"Memories, eh?" Mr. Motomiya didn't believe what Sora's excuse, but left at that. "Well, we better make a move on. The others are probably worried, if we aren't there for lunch."
Mr. Motomiya started in the directions towards camp.
Sora stared at Mr. Motomiya's retreating figure and turned her head back to the spot were He, the stranger stood. "Yeah…memories" she whispered. The wind picked up again, drawing her attention back to Mr. Motomiya. She ran after him to catch up.
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At the same time, two men rode on their horses at a trot. The road they traveled on was old, overrun with wild grass, weeds, and tree roots. The roadway wasn't bathed in light, for the only light source came from sun above that punctured the few gaps up in the tree tops. They didn't seem to be in any kind of hurry at all. Both men were cloaked in black armor. An armor as strong as dragon scales, but as light as a feather. The armor was not the style that was rigid nor bulky to move in, but smooth and flexible. Their horses had the same armor.
The taller of the two sat upon a palomino horse. (a/n: A buttercup cream with a white mane kind of horse.) His eyes held a wisdom from many years past, although his outward appearance betrayed him of his true age. Though not known by many, his wisdom extended back to the age of when most forests were young and no darkness loomed in them. His age was unknown to all, but a selected few. His fairness matched his wisdom as well. His long, silky brown hair, with two or three tiny braids, extending down to his mid back. No branch nor wind disturbed his sleek brown locks. (a/n: The hair is not fake. It's REAL!! It's hard to believe, it's real though. I only wish I had hair like him and not my semi-frizzy hair.)
The man narrowed his eyes and smirked. His younger companion noticed this. "We're near to the camp. We mustn't delay any longer. Let us ride in haste." He then leaned down and whispered words inaudible to all but his horse, "Willë nna yassen emma maranwë ëa,
Yáraehtë." ** The moment the words escaped his mouth, his horse dashed off.
The younger companion's gaze followed his elder. He grinned, nudging his horse forward and following pursuit. The wind blew in his chestnut hair, whipping it back and across his face, but most of the brown mass stayed up in its original position. He kept his gaze forward, except for a few glances at his senshi.
The sun was setting when they reached view of the lake. They stopped to gaze over the lake. The village laid beside it. Most of the villagers were already inside talking of the day's events over their supper, but some were seen still slaving in the fields, trying to finish the day's work. Several of the villagers in the fields looked up to see the two fully clad ninja's in their armor. The senshi noticed this and pulled his horses reins to continue on to the camp. His pupil soon followed. But something was bothering the young man. He frowned when he caught sight of the camp. 'Teanya lerya voro ar ú hauta. Aiquen ëa tarna at vá lelyaú kauka fëar nan máca sí ar san fírëkuile. Avammë panda lië i lertavarna. Aiquen merë, san lertalendë. Nan an sí, lerta-alassië tulnnan mi i enta selerinya, faila Ilúvatar.'# # Hints of a smile were seen on his face each time he thought of his sister.
When they reached the camp, the night had crept in and most of the camp was getting ready for a nice sleep. Two trainees noticed the pair, they immediately bowed to the new arrivals and took the reins of their horses.
Yáraehtë snorted at the action, but did not budge. Yáraehtë's rider leaped off, landing on the floor without a puff of dust emerging from the dusty ground. He bowed in return to the trainees.
"I am Koushiro Izumi.", said the a little red haired boy. "My friend here is Ken Ichijouji." Ken was taller than Koushiro by few feet. His eyes gazed over the two strangers, "You must be Gennai. We've been expecting your arrival for more than a fortnight."
Yáraehtë's rider replied, "Aye, I am he. I am surprised that news of my arrival reached you so quickly."
Ken narrowed his cold blue eyes and smirked, "I have my sources. The masters knew of your arrival long before, I learned of you."
"Well, how are the old grumps? I've not seen them in quite a while.", replied Gennai with an amused smirked.
Koushiro was getting uneasy with Ken's boasting. He desperately wanted the subject to change, therefore, he was glad when Gennai changed it. He feared Ken would boast again, and so spoke, "I can take you to them if you'd like?"
Gennai grinned wider, "I appreciate the offer." He glanced back to his pupil, who had been sitting on his horse the whole time. His pupil looked from the trainees to his master, and then nodded. He leaped off his horse in the same style as Gennai, although his landing was not as light. Gennai turned back to Koushiro and Ken. They were looking questionably at his pupil. "Koushiro, Ken, I'd like you to meet my pupil, Huorërína." Huorërína bowed.
Koushiro was curious of the Huorërína. "Greetings, Huorërína.", said Koushiro bowing. Koushiro didn't hear Ken, so he looked back. Ken lowered his head in a bow and frowned. Koushiro was beginning to become nervous again.
Huorërína nodded to both of them and looked at Gennai.
Gennai chuckled, "Ah, boys no need to set grudges on the first day of meeting." Gennai stopped chuckling and turn towards Koushiro. "Koushiro, may we have the privilege of seeing the masters now? We have urgent business to attend to."
"Ah, yes!," exclaimed Koushiro. "I almost forgot. If you follow me, please. Ken, can you attend to the horses." Ken complied grudgingly.
As the newly arrivals walked behind Koushiro, most of the trainees stared at them. Whispers and murmurs spread of the arrivals like wild fire. Finally, Koushiro stopped in front of a hill. A stone path led the way up to a small building. The building was surrounded by giant trees with smaller trees surrounding the rest of the hill. A small stream ran along the side of the stone path, and if one followed it to its end, they would find out that it fed into the lake.
Koushiro broke the silence, "This is Ósanwë-centa, its where the masters meet and discuss matters of importance. I've not ventured farther from this point, for fear of upsetting the masters."
Gennai looked towards Ósanwë-centa and spoke, "Koushiro, I thank you for kindness. This will do. We can find our way, we wouldn't want to risk you getting in trouble." Gennai smiled at Koushiro.
Koushiro bowed, excusing himself, "It was a pleasure escorting you. Now if you would excuse me, I have other cares to attend to before I retire to my bedchambers." Koushiro walked off. When he was a few yards away, he waved and left.
Gennai waved back, and turned his attention to Ósanwë-centa. 'I've fulfilled your wishes, sire. The rest is up to them now.', he looked to his pupil. He tried to put on a calm air, but Gennai can tell he was eager to see his sister. "Come now, Huorërína. The masters are awaiting our arrival." Gennai led the way up the stone path, but when he didn't hear his pupil's footsteps, he turned around. He noticed Huorërína's hesitation. Gennai walked back to Huorërína. "What troubles you, Huorërína?"
Huorërína shifted his head to Ósanwë-centa. "It has been too long. You told me of my destiny, Gennai. What if the masters put on airs of me? They know who I was, not who I am now. What if I falter off course? Not only will they judge me, but they will judge you. The masters, along with everyone else, will persecute. What if…?
"My lad, do not bombard yourself with needless questions. Your destiny has been decided. No one can change that, not even the masters nor I. Only you can change your destiny. It is up to you to take it, or leave it. At that point on, your path is straight forward. It is board in most parts, but narrow in others. Do not let the narrow places scare you. You will not falter, if you have the will to succeed." Gennai gave his pupil a grin, and patted him on the back. "Set those matters aside, joyful matters do not mix well with them." Gennai looked up into the night air, "Your sister's presence is near by, is it not?"
"Yes, her presence is ever strong.", answered Huorërína, looking up at Ósanwë-centa.
"Well, Huorërína, we've procrastinated enough. Let's go and meet our old friends." Huorërína nodded, and followed Gennai. They walked up the stone path and were met by two guards. They bowed when they saw Gennai, accompanied by Huorërína. They both opened the doors to a candle lit room. Gennai entered the room. Huorërína did the same. The doors shut behind, and the candles grew brighter. Four dark figures sat cross-legged in an open circle. The leader of the four stood up, "Gennai…why have you returned…" He then unsheathed a sword and held it in front of him.
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*my star that is flame-colored.
# farewell, my star that is flame-colored. A star shall shine on the hour of our next meeting.ßthis last sentence is taken from Frodo's and Gildor's meeting, LoTR:94
**fly to wherein our destiny is, Yáraehtë.
# # My road goes without stopping. Whoever is crossing it will not go without broken spirits, but every now and then life will expire. I won't involve people that can be spared. If they so choose to, then let them be. But for now, let me enjoy the sight of my sister, enchanted Eru.
Mithalcariel /Eldarion: Well, it took me a long time to finally get time to finish the second part of this chapter. There is a part three, but I need to work on that. I'm dreadfully sorry for making people wait this long. It's longer than I expected people to wait. Once again, I'm extremely sorry for making you wait this long. Now, I have a long list of thank you's to the wonderful reviewers that reviewed!:
Taraboriel: Tara, I made you even more warm and fuzzy. You have a second thank you! Yay! *chesse* Thanks for continuing to review. I'm sorry I haven't gotten around to reading all of your fics, but I can tell you this. You are talented in making me laugh! See you at bd. *you don't need me to write a face, you see my face everyday at bd. Wow, that sounded harsh. lol*
Dark n' Dreary: Thank you for reviewing my story! I appreciate it very much, but I think the goldfish have already attacked me for procrastinating this long to post the next part. *wink*
Tai lover: I'm glad you liked my fic enough, that you wanted more of it. I'm sorry it took so long. I hope you aren't mad at me. *smile*
Kim: Ah, I'm also glad you liked my fic. Dreadfully sorry for my procrastination. Hopefully, I'll get the next part done in a shorter amount of time, than this one. *determined face*
a: A, your review makes me smile each time I read it. I'm sorry for the delay. You won't have to worry now about me not continuing. All you have to worry about is me trying to finish the chapters before I get to the age of eighty. *wink*
XxTakayaxX: Boy am I glad you said that. It built my confidence up. *hug*
The Digital Duo: Duo, you are in for a special treat. This chapter was a cliffe too. I hoped you liked this one as much as you liked the other one! *joyful face*
Sora/loves/Tai: Sorry Sora for not making this chapter longer. I wanted to make it longer, but I didn't want to make the reviewers wait longer. The fic was already due over five months ago. I'll try to make it longer on the next chapter as a gift to you and all the other reviewers! *grin*
Whispers of a nameless fear (Niphredil): Thank you, Niphredil! I was beginning to think the first chapter was a little awkward compared with the others.
Thank you to all the reviewers (including the first ones)
Special notice: I have altered the first chapter to try to make it fit better with the other ones. But sadly, by alternating the first chapter, the people who reviewed the first chapter, their reviews are erased. But to the people that first reviewed, I will not forget you. I am privileged to have had your reviews, and I will always keep you in mind when I write my stories. *smile* That also includes all the reviewers too!
Symbols:
* or # are used as footnotes for the Quenya translation to English. The translation to English will be at the end of the story.
'' are used to when the character is thinking not actually talking.
Meetings of Friendships Part 2
The fear in Sora's eyes was now as plain as day. She anxiously withdrew out her scythe.
"Sora…don't be scared", came a male voice.
Sora turned to where the source of the voice was coming from. "Who are you? And where's Mr. Motomiya? Tell me!"
A chuckle could be heard, "Sora…it seems you never changed. You were always protective of the people you cared about than yourself. You so remind me of my mother and Kari." Sora suddenly felt secure at the sound of the voice. 'Strange. I feel like I recognize this person. I feel so safe.' Sora felt herself being embraced into a warmth from behind.
The chuckle was once heard again, "Sora, you don't have to worry. Your friend is quite alright", whispered the voice into Sora's ear as arms and then the rest of the body started to form. Sora looked at the arms that held her close and slowly turned around to look up to face a boy looking straight at her. The boy was about her age, maybe a little older. He was rather handsome for someone with a big mass of hair that matched his eyes. His chocolate eyes held a joy in them that Sora longed to have in hers. "Do I know you from somewhere? You look so familiar."
The young boy smiled down at her. Sora felt her knees go weak. She dropped her scythe and squeezed her eyes shut as she waited for pain to come from falling. She felt nothing, absolutely nothing. She opened her eyes to see what happened. To her amaze she was not falling. She looked up to see those same chocolate orbs full of amusement. "I'm right, you haven't changed at all," chuckled the boy.
Sora was now really confused. She started to get frustrated, "Who are you, and how do you know me?" She tried to search his eyes for any answer, but he was good at hiding it.
The young boy noticed her frustration and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, elenya sa ëa kulda*," he then bowed, "I cannot reveal my identity to you at the present time, but I am here to warn you of great danger that lurks in your next adventure."
Sora just stood where she was and tried to come up with any thoughts of why he couldn't tell her who he was. "Why must you hide your identity?"
The young boy's eyes no longer held their joy. They held a sort of wisdom and scares of past battles. "It would work best for your safety if you did not know. You will know soon enough…", his voice was serious.
"Then what am I to call you by, stranger. Or should I call you stranger…of dreams.", smiled Sora. Then Sora quickly thought, 'What am I saying?! I sound like I'm one of those girls from Mimi's daydreams, that she so loves to talk about.'
"You may call me whatever you like. That is of no importance of me. I've come to warn you of your journey."
"Journey…", Sora asked herself, "I am not going on any sort of journey…" Sora then turned her face to the stranger and narrowed her eyes, "Tell me what you're talking about!"
The young boy answered with frustration in his voice, "I would, but you keep on interrupting me! Argh!" The young boy was at the point of tearing out his hair, but he didn't want to mess his 'perfectly uncombed hair.' He took a deep breath and continued, "As I was saying, you will travel on your very first journey in a few days. It may seem impossible at first, but it's the only way to overcome the growth of the darkness and decrease it to a minimum. Until your journey, you will make new friendships. I advise you to strengthen your bonds with these people. You'll need their friendships to help you along the way. It will especially help you. I know this warning does not seem treacherous, but it'll make sense in the future to come."
Sora was just gathering her thoughts when the stranger grabbed her and encircled her with his arms. He slowly leaned forward and whispered, "Elenya sa ëa kulda*…when you need me, I am not that far away from your grasp. But you must remember not to mention anything about our meeting. It works out for the best." Then he pulled away and gave one last look at Sora. He smiled and said, "Namárië, elenya sa ëa kulda. Elen síla lumenn' omentilievo."# He then took a few steps backwards and faded from sight. Just as sudden as the sky turned black when he came, it turned back to a pale blue.
Sora stared at the spot where the stranger had just disappeared into thin air. She couldn't move. She wanted to grab for him before he left. Her mind screamed out at her for not trying hard enough to make her body move. At the same her mind was going over everything that happened. 'Who was he? How did he know my name? And most of all," she narrowed her eyes in confusion and shot open at a sudden thought, "how did he know my nickname and the language of…my family of old?" She was still in a daze when she heard a far off voice calling her name.
"Sora? Sora!" came firm tone.
Sora snapped out of her daze and shook her head. She looked up to see Mr. Motomiya's worried glance looking straight at her.
"Sora, are you all right?"
Sora smiled and nodded her head. "I'm fine. I was just thinking about something."
Mr. Motomiya didn't seem to buy it. "May I ask what you were so intensely thinking about?"
Sora started to panic. 'Oh great. What am I going to say. I can't lie to him.' "Oh just some memories of a forgotten past." she said in a calm voice.
"Memories, eh?" Mr. Motomiya didn't believe what Sora's excuse, but left at that. "Well, we better make a move on. The others are probably worried, if we aren't there for lunch."
Mr. Motomiya started in the directions towards camp.
Sora stared at Mr. Motomiya's retreating figure and turned her head back to the spot were He, the stranger stood. "Yeah…memories" she whispered. The wind picked up again, drawing her attention back to Mr. Motomiya. She ran after him to catch up.
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At the same time, two men rode on their horses at a trot. The road they traveled on was old, overrun with wild grass, weeds, and tree roots. The roadway wasn't bathed in light, for the only light source came from sun above that punctured the few gaps up in the tree tops. They didn't seem to be in any kind of hurry at all. Both men were cloaked in black armor. An armor as strong as dragon scales, but as light as a feather. The armor was not the style that was rigid nor bulky to move in, but smooth and flexible. Their horses had the same armor.
The taller of the two sat upon a palomino horse. (a/n: A buttercup cream with a white mane kind of horse.) His eyes held a wisdom from many years past, although his outward appearance betrayed him of his true age. Though not known by many, his wisdom extended back to the age of when most forests were young and no darkness loomed in them. His age was unknown to all, but a selected few. His fairness matched his wisdom as well. His long, silky brown hair, with two or three tiny braids, extending down to his mid back. No branch nor wind disturbed his sleek brown locks. (a/n: The hair is not fake. It's REAL!! It's hard to believe, it's real though. I only wish I had hair like him and not my semi-frizzy hair.)
The man narrowed his eyes and smirked. His younger companion noticed this. "We're near to the camp. We mustn't delay any longer. Let us ride in haste." He then leaned down and whispered words inaudible to all but his horse, "Willë nna yassen emma maranwë ëa,
Yáraehtë." ** The moment the words escaped his mouth, his horse dashed off.
The younger companion's gaze followed his elder. He grinned, nudging his horse forward and following pursuit. The wind blew in his chestnut hair, whipping it back and across his face, but most of the brown mass stayed up in its original position. He kept his gaze forward, except for a few glances at his senshi.
The sun was setting when they reached view of the lake. They stopped to gaze over the lake. The village laid beside it. Most of the villagers were already inside talking of the day's events over their supper, but some were seen still slaving in the fields, trying to finish the day's work. Several of the villagers in the fields looked up to see the two fully clad ninja's in their armor. The senshi noticed this and pulled his horses reins to continue on to the camp. His pupil soon followed. But something was bothering the young man. He frowned when he caught sight of the camp. 'Teanya lerya voro ar ú hauta. Aiquen ëa tarna at vá lelyaú kauka fëar nan máca sí ar san fírëkuile. Avammë panda lië i lertavarna. Aiquen merë, san lertalendë. Nan an sí, lerta-alassië tulnnan mi i enta selerinya, faila Ilúvatar.'# # Hints of a smile were seen on his face each time he thought of his sister.
When they reached the camp, the night had crept in and most of the camp was getting ready for a nice sleep. Two trainees noticed the pair, they immediately bowed to the new arrivals and took the reins of their horses.
Yáraehtë snorted at the action, but did not budge. Yáraehtë's rider leaped off, landing on the floor without a puff of dust emerging from the dusty ground. He bowed in return to the trainees.
"I am Koushiro Izumi.", said the a little red haired boy. "My friend here is Ken Ichijouji." Ken was taller than Koushiro by few feet. His eyes gazed over the two strangers, "You must be Gennai. We've been expecting your arrival for more than a fortnight."
Yáraehtë's rider replied, "Aye, I am he. I am surprised that news of my arrival reached you so quickly."
Ken narrowed his cold blue eyes and smirked, "I have my sources. The masters knew of your arrival long before, I learned of you."
"Well, how are the old grumps? I've not seen them in quite a while.", replied Gennai with an amused smirked.
Koushiro was getting uneasy with Ken's boasting. He desperately wanted the subject to change, therefore, he was glad when Gennai changed it. He feared Ken would boast again, and so spoke, "I can take you to them if you'd like?"
Gennai grinned wider, "I appreciate the offer." He glanced back to his pupil, who had been sitting on his horse the whole time. His pupil looked from the trainees to his master, and then nodded. He leaped off his horse in the same style as Gennai, although his landing was not as light. Gennai turned back to Koushiro and Ken. They were looking questionably at his pupil. "Koushiro, Ken, I'd like you to meet my pupil, Huorërína." Huorërína bowed.
Koushiro was curious of the Huorërína. "Greetings, Huorërína.", said Koushiro bowing. Koushiro didn't hear Ken, so he looked back. Ken lowered his head in a bow and frowned. Koushiro was beginning to become nervous again.
Huorërína nodded to both of them and looked at Gennai.
Gennai chuckled, "Ah, boys no need to set grudges on the first day of meeting." Gennai stopped chuckling and turn towards Koushiro. "Koushiro, may we have the privilege of seeing the masters now? We have urgent business to attend to."
"Ah, yes!," exclaimed Koushiro. "I almost forgot. If you follow me, please. Ken, can you attend to the horses." Ken complied grudgingly.
As the newly arrivals walked behind Koushiro, most of the trainees stared at them. Whispers and murmurs spread of the arrivals like wild fire. Finally, Koushiro stopped in front of a hill. A stone path led the way up to a small building. The building was surrounded by giant trees with smaller trees surrounding the rest of the hill. A small stream ran along the side of the stone path, and if one followed it to its end, they would find out that it fed into the lake.
Koushiro broke the silence, "This is Ósanwë-centa, its where the masters meet and discuss matters of importance. I've not ventured farther from this point, for fear of upsetting the masters."
Gennai looked towards Ósanwë-centa and spoke, "Koushiro, I thank you for kindness. This will do. We can find our way, we wouldn't want to risk you getting in trouble." Gennai smiled at Koushiro.
Koushiro bowed, excusing himself, "It was a pleasure escorting you. Now if you would excuse me, I have other cares to attend to before I retire to my bedchambers." Koushiro walked off. When he was a few yards away, he waved and left.
Gennai waved back, and turned his attention to Ósanwë-centa. 'I've fulfilled your wishes, sire. The rest is up to them now.', he looked to his pupil. He tried to put on a calm air, but Gennai can tell he was eager to see his sister. "Come now, Huorërína. The masters are awaiting our arrival." Gennai led the way up the stone path, but when he didn't hear his pupil's footsteps, he turned around. He noticed Huorërína's hesitation. Gennai walked back to Huorërína. "What troubles you, Huorërína?"
Huorërína shifted his head to Ósanwë-centa. "It has been too long. You told me of my destiny, Gennai. What if the masters put on airs of me? They know who I was, not who I am now. What if I falter off course? Not only will they judge me, but they will judge you. The masters, along with everyone else, will persecute. What if…?
"My lad, do not bombard yourself with needless questions. Your destiny has been decided. No one can change that, not even the masters nor I. Only you can change your destiny. It is up to you to take it, or leave it. At that point on, your path is straight forward. It is board in most parts, but narrow in others. Do not let the narrow places scare you. You will not falter, if you have the will to succeed." Gennai gave his pupil a grin, and patted him on the back. "Set those matters aside, joyful matters do not mix well with them." Gennai looked up into the night air, "Your sister's presence is near by, is it not?"
"Yes, her presence is ever strong.", answered Huorërína, looking up at Ósanwë-centa.
"Well, Huorërína, we've procrastinated enough. Let's go and meet our old friends." Huorërína nodded, and followed Gennai. They walked up the stone path and were met by two guards. They bowed when they saw Gennai, accompanied by Huorërína. They both opened the doors to a candle lit room. Gennai entered the room. Huorërína did the same. The doors shut behind, and the candles grew brighter. Four dark figures sat cross-legged in an open circle. The leader of the four stood up, "Gennai…why have you returned…" He then unsheathed a sword and held it in front of him.
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*my star that is flame-colored.
# farewell, my star that is flame-colored. A star shall shine on the hour of our next meeting.ßthis last sentence is taken from Frodo's and Gildor's meeting, LoTR:94
**fly to wherein our destiny is, Yáraehtë.
# # My road goes without stopping. Whoever is crossing it will not go without broken spirits, but every now and then life will expire. I won't involve people that can be spared. If they so choose to, then let them be. But for now, let me enjoy the sight of my sister, enchanted Eru.
Mithalcariel /Eldarion: Well, it took me a long time to finally get time to finish the second part of this chapter. There is a part three, but I need to work on that. I'm dreadfully sorry for making people wait this long. It's longer than I expected people to wait. Once again, I'm extremely sorry for making you wait this long. Now, I have a long list of thank you's to the wonderful reviewers that reviewed!:
Taraboriel: Tara, I made you even more warm and fuzzy. You have a second thank you! Yay! *chesse* Thanks for continuing to review. I'm sorry I haven't gotten around to reading all of your fics, but I can tell you this. You are talented in making me laugh! See you at bd. *you don't need me to write a face, you see my face everyday at bd. Wow, that sounded harsh. lol*
Dark n' Dreary: Thank you for reviewing my story! I appreciate it very much, but I think the goldfish have already attacked me for procrastinating this long to post the next part. *wink*
Tai lover: I'm glad you liked my fic enough, that you wanted more of it. I'm sorry it took so long. I hope you aren't mad at me. *smile*
Kim: Ah, I'm also glad you liked my fic. Dreadfully sorry for my procrastination. Hopefully, I'll get the next part done in a shorter amount of time, than this one. *determined face*
a: A, your review makes me smile each time I read it. I'm sorry for the delay. You won't have to worry now about me not continuing. All you have to worry about is me trying to finish the chapters before I get to the age of eighty. *wink*
XxTakayaxX: Boy am I glad you said that. It built my confidence up. *hug*
The Digital Duo: Duo, you are in for a special treat. This chapter was a cliffe too. I hoped you liked this one as much as you liked the other one! *joyful face*
Sora/loves/Tai: Sorry Sora for not making this chapter longer. I wanted to make it longer, but I didn't want to make the reviewers wait longer. The fic was already due over five months ago. I'll try to make it longer on the next chapter as a gift to you and all the other reviewers! *grin*
Whispers of a nameless fear (Niphredil): Thank you, Niphredil! I was beginning to think the first chapter was a little awkward compared with the others.
Thank you to all the reviewers (including the first ones)
Special notice: I have altered the first chapter to try to make it fit better with the other ones. But sadly, by alternating the first chapter, the people who reviewed the first chapter, their reviews are erased. But to the people that first reviewed, I will not forget you. I am privileged to have had your reviews, and I will always keep you in mind when I write my stories. *smile* That also includes all the reviewers too!