I get to talk again. Sorry.
Not so much romance this time, I'm afraid. *sigh* I love romance, and I get so unnerved when I have to include technicalities like events and such for it all to make sense. So, today we have a little more action and a little less fluff.
I have watched most of the series now, so I can write on much better ground than before. However, I think that is part of the reason I am now including more events; I know more details that I had forgotten. Please continue to leave room for poetic license and faulty memory because I still struggle to keep it all in order inside my own mind, much less on paper. Hope you enjoy! God bless!
Thank you to all the reviewers. I get so excited when I know you're enjoying it enough to let me know! Special thanks to: Momentum—sweetie, I appreciate you reviewing every time. It means so much to me that you keep reading, and anytime I check other people's reviews I see your name there. Thanks for being so supportive all around! Mossygirl—I'm so glad you like it! I try to combine all the drama, angst, and romance without being melodramatic *sigh* I really love angst. Shadow Night—I hope you continue to like the poem. *strikes noble pose* I am glad I could introduce you to the expressive qualities and possibilities of poetry. Hey, I've been keeping up with your writings, and you better update FoV very soon.
Added thanks: to my brother, who helped me with one line in this poem that I could not for the life of me figure out how to complete. Were it not for him, this chapter would not be uploaded. Seriously, I had written this whole thank you section and all before I finished that line.
Disclaimer: I do not own Magic Knight Rayearth or any character connected with it. It belongs to Clamp. *sends little goody basket to Clamp at Christmas in gratitude* I do own the format of the story.
The adventures of the magic knights had gone as thus:
The girls had found their precious ore and returned to Presea's doors
Then Presea was no more, giving her life to form their magic swords
Hikaru wept, slept, and kept pushing them to do more
Alcyone's cost was a battle lost—and Zagato's kicking her out of his war
But that's just to keep you informed—the interesting stuff is ahead
For all we care is for Ferio and Fuu and what's going on in their head
So I'll assume you know the rest; if you don't, ask as you must.
But otherwise, let's go on ahead, and leave this ado in the dust!
Ferio peered around the tree at a very peculiar sight.
A summoner was talking to sand—but the strange thing was his height.
Barely three feet, he stood on a rock oblivious to Ferio's eyes
And cajoled his monster to destroy the girls who had threatened Cephiro's demise.
"Listen to their voices," the summoner smugly told his pet
"Make sure you learn their patterns so you can kill them when they're met.
My only problem so far," he confided to his giant, sand-storm friend
"Is how to lure them to you. But this desert will be their end!"
The mind of Ferio whirled with questions and problems to be faced
The green-eyed girl smiled in his mind, but he put that back in its place.
'My only goal and thought must be to save poor Emeraude
And if that means hurting the magic knights, I'll do it, so help me God.'
His mind still rang with the summoner's voice and the choice was quickly made.
He'd use the boy to find Zagato, and once that trick was played
He'd save Princess Emeraude (and Cephiro in the bargain).
No time to waste, he talked in haste in his most persuasive, woodsy jargon.
"Nice monster," he started cordially. "I'm really very impressed."
'By the fact he can see through those bangs of his. Really, what a mess.'
"Oh, don't mind me," he laughed assured, "I mean no harm at all.
I've wanted to meet someone as powerful as you," Ferio flatteringly drawled.
The summoner was brighter than his looks implied and responded in proper scorn.
He threw his magic at Ferio's head. Ferio ran. Forearmed, forewarned.
"Please, it's true! You've found me out," Ferio cried in mock desperation.
"I'll help you find the magic knights if you'll train me in your vocation!"
"I want to control monsters like you," Ferio added wistfully.
The summoner shook his head and said, "If you bring the girls to me
I'll grant you your life. That's all you get. I'd never teach someone like you.
"My name's Ascot," the boy added. "I'll make sure you see this through!"
Ferio sighed in partial relief as his plan started to take effect.
The magic knights were such that his betrayal they'd never expect.
He'd lure them to their death, then with his faith proven to Ascot's mind
Perhaps he could go to the castle where Emeraude had been confined.
"You can count on me, Ascot, sir!" Ferio took his leave and bowed
'It has to be done,' he told himself, conscience completely cowed
Across the desert and back to the woods he left its pangs denied
And planned his traitorous mission with a detachment his heart belied.