Chapter 17: Solemn Wishes
By: Rikku24 (who else?)
A short and mysterious chapter for you. This story's going to be long. I don't think it's half over, but then again I have no control over what happens in this story. This chapter's also pretty strange. Don't ask who some of the characters are because I don't even know. They could just end up being minor or something, I don't know. The song the girl is singing is a .hack\\sign song. It's called Aura. Basically the song repeats itself except with a slightly different sound. So rather than putting the lyrics twice, I put that the first half of the song was already played, sung, written, etc.
I'm debating whether or not to make the ending happy or not. Tell me what you want in a review, k?
Oh yeah, if you want to read a REALLY good songfic for Bring Me to Life, check out Towairaito Zoon's story: Bring Me to Life. It's really good.
The sun shone ahead, the crowds were bustling with people. Vendors called out, hoping someone would buy there goods.
A masked figure walked about the crowd, dodging the caravans and people. This person's gender could not be figured out, for their face was hidden completely. Not even an inch of their hair could be seen. The purple cloak blew in the wind but still nothing of the person was revealed.
For a brief moment a finger could be seen, and upon it was a ring with the Udjat Eye on it.
A group of friends sat in a room, looking upon the covered body of Trinity Ariake Soradanomi. The girl was dead, never to live again.
The Millennium Tauk shone and an image shone before the eyes of Isis Ishtar.
"Impossible…" she whispered in horror.
Bakura smirked. He had missed his chance but then gain, when one door closed another opened. And he had found that opened door.
I was alive…but how? My soul depended on my Ka and on my body. I thought I was finally dead, but no. Here I was… alive.
Shadi looked at the carvings on the wall. This place was the pharaoh's tomb. Trinity had been here before, which surprised him greatly. Her parents had died here. Trinity had a book that had every one of these carvings and images and hieroglyphs sketched in it. If it was deciphered, too much would be revealed.
The figure approached an inn. There was a dancer in there. She was singing, the song had a really good rhythm. The girl's hips swung with the beat while singing. The song captivated the cloaked figure, it enchanted him.
"If you are near to the dark
I will tell you 'bout the sun
you are here, no escape
from my visions of the world
you will cry all alone
but it does not mean a thing to me"
Was the girl referring to him? He caught her eye,
and received a wink.
"Knowing the song I will sing
till the darkness comes to sleep
come to me, I will tell
'bout the secret of the sun
it's in you, not in me
but it does not mean a thing to you"
He could remember the vain hope Trinity had given
him. He was to remember the light. Could this girl tell him about the secret of
the sun. or was she just merely singing a song?
"The sun is in your eyes
the sun is in your ears
I hope you see the sun
someday in the darkness"
He wished he could be free from the darkness.
Trinity had told him once, when they were alone, that there was always a light
within the darkness. Could her words be true? Or were they just that…words.
"The sun is in your eyes
the sun is in your ears
but you can't see the sun
ever in the darkness
it does not much matter to me"
Or was it a lie? Was he stuck in the darkness for eternity? The song ended and some of the people in the crowd cheered. The cloaked figure, however, just got up and left the inn silently.
That figure, I knew him. I knew him once, but where had I known him? When had I known him? That song, I had never before heard it in my life but something told me to sing it. So I did. The words had just come to me. I had already sung the first half of it when the boy arrived. The song, it captivated him. Something told me it reminded him of himself. Maybe he was lost in the dark and needed to be shown the light. Maybe I had to tell him about the secret of the sun, the secret of the light. I pushed my shoulder length blonde hair out of my face and went to follow him.
The figure walked down the street, running from the truth. She was dead, that was all there was to it. Gone. But how he wished he could meet her again. How he wished he could kiss her lips passionately and hold her small body in his arms. But those were just wishes. Within the gloom of the afternoon, the figure wished in complete solemnity; knowing that the wishes were never to be fulfilled.
She looked out of her small window. Seto came up behind her and gave her a small kiss on the cheek. Akila looked up to him and smiled sadly. The death of Trinity still pained her, despite the fact she barely knew the girl.
Akila regarded Seto as a brother rather than a boyfriend. She had known him since they were young. She knew his whole life story as well.
At age six, Seto became an orphan along with his three-year-old brother Mokuba. They lived at the orphanage for a while. At age seven, a girl in a purple cloak came and adopted Seto. Despite his pleas, tears, and begging; the girl would not adopt Mokuba. She took Seto to Egypt where he met Akila and other children his age. All were to be servants, Rare Hunters, or something else for their Master Malik. Akila comforted Seto for he mourned over the loss of his little brother; swearing he'd find the little boy someday. Now here he stood, next to Akila, at age sixteen. Akila looked at him, he looked so stern, so strong but she knew if he heard the name Mokuba his heart would break. Tears would pour from his eyes and he would begin promising that he'd find the little boy.
"Seto," Akila said.
"Yeah," Seto replied.
"Do you think you'll ever find your brother?" Akila asked.
"I don't think, I know. All I have to do is go to the New York Orphanage and ask about my brother. They'll know who adopted him," Seto said, but he sounded as if he were just trying to reassure himself.
"Okay, I know you'll find him," Akila said, hugging him.
They might as well have been siblings.
Isis looked out of her room's window. Her brother had disappeared after Trinity's death. Yugi and his friends had gone back to their inn after paying their respects to Trinity. Just like that, everything had broken. And this time, there was no way to heal it.
They all wished…all wished something could be done to fix what had been done. Their wishes were vain and solemn, though. Nothing could fix the past, well nothing that could really happen. Only fantasies and dreams could bring these solemn wishes into the world. But who said there was no such thing as miracles?
