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Author's Note: Chapter 4.. Oh so sleepy.. Anyway, enjoy! Hopefully there's only one more chapter left!
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------------------------ Chapter 4 - Wish ------------------------
"What's going on? Why's he fidgeting like that?" Garet questioned those around him in confusion. Isaac's body began to show signs of damage as he shook, almost as if the actions in his head were frightfully real.
Sheba stood before Isaac's sickbed opposite of Mia and placed the palm of her hand on his forehead, only to swiftly retract her hand seconds later, "His pain.. I could feel it.. Wherever he is now, his body is reflecting that same pain."
"What?! What can I do to stop it?" Mia asked frantically.
"I don't think there's anything we can do.. Except hope and pray." Sheba grimly replied.
Mia could do nothing but cry as she clasped Isaac's fragile hands, "But.. I didn't.. I didn't get to tell him.."
Through it all she hadn't noticed Sheba signaling everyone to give her some space as they reluctantly left. Kyle couldn't help but take a final look at the pair. They looked so much like Dora and his self when they were young, only Isaac seemed so frail and sickly.
Alone save for Isaac, her tears flowed freely like a waterfall like they had when this whole mess had started. If only she had known sooner. Maybe then she would have known, maybe then she would have spent what little time she had with him and maybe then she may have even harder then she had. Maybe her incompetence was the reason he had had to give his life to save her useless one.
It was at this time she began to think of her mother's death and the similar pain she had faced..
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It was a peaceful night in Imil. The entire town had settled in for the night save for two individuals near an old, deserted well. It was young Mia. Only five or six years old and she had already learned how cruel the world could be. The other was her father who stood by her side as they gazed up at the stars and the continually falling snow.
"She isn't coming back, is she daddy?" Young Mia asked her father as her tears began to freeze.
"No, sweets. I don't think she is."
Mia's face turned to a look of sadness and anger as she gazed at her boots in the thick snow, "Why did she leave me? Why now?!"
"No one ever expects to. But I'm sure she's looking down on us now" Her father said comfortingly as he hugged her and wiped her tears away, "Why don't we make a wish. Let's wish she's happy up there and that she'll always keep her eyes open for us."
Mia had a look of uncertainty and skepticism but she decided to oblige her father by throwing the small, golden coin he gave her into the well. After a few seconds, a ting and a plash it reached the bottom.
"Now no matter what, mommy and everyone else up there will take care of us and make sure nothing bad happens!" Her father announced, trying to sound the least bit happy to encourage his daughter.
"Yeah.."
He hoisted her into his arms and made the small journey towards their home. It'd feel good to be back home by the fire again and Mia's mood seemed somewhat improved. As if by some miracle, the snow had stopped after it had raged for nearly four days and nights as they trekked across the silent town.
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"But the miracles stopped there." Mia said to herself and possibly to Isaac, "Dad died shortly after because of the same disease that killed my mother. I wonder if I really have anyone in this world that loves me anymore.."
Her gaze shifted to Isaac once again and all her thoughts centered on him. Now wasn't a time to cry.. If there was anything in her power that she could do to save her friend she would have to do it. And fast it seemed as Isaac's shivers and fidgets seemed to grow increasingly.
"Mom.. If you're up there.. Please grant me this wish. I want Isaac to hear my words." Mia said to the ceiling, feeling a bit silly, "Please tell Isaac.. That I love him and that my only hope is for him to return to his friends and family. And me.."
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Author's Note: So Mia loves Isaac? Who would have thought?! I mean the story IS only listed as a Mud Fic! Will Isaac hear her words in time or will the darkness consume him?! Stay tuned! The suspense is killing.. you! (Of course it isn't killing me! I know what's gonna happen! Mwe he!)
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Author's Note: Chapter 4.. Oh so sleepy.. Anyway, enjoy! Hopefully there's only one more chapter left!
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------------------------ Chapter 4 - Wish ------------------------
"What's going on? Why's he fidgeting like that?" Garet questioned those around him in confusion. Isaac's body began to show signs of damage as he shook, almost as if the actions in his head were frightfully real.
Sheba stood before Isaac's sickbed opposite of Mia and placed the palm of her hand on his forehead, only to swiftly retract her hand seconds later, "His pain.. I could feel it.. Wherever he is now, his body is reflecting that same pain."
"What?! What can I do to stop it?" Mia asked frantically.
"I don't think there's anything we can do.. Except hope and pray." Sheba grimly replied.
Mia could do nothing but cry as she clasped Isaac's fragile hands, "But.. I didn't.. I didn't get to tell him.."
Through it all she hadn't noticed Sheba signaling everyone to give her some space as they reluctantly left. Kyle couldn't help but take a final look at the pair. They looked so much like Dora and his self when they were young, only Isaac seemed so frail and sickly.
Alone save for Isaac, her tears flowed freely like a waterfall like they had when this whole mess had started. If only she had known sooner. Maybe then she would have known, maybe then she would have spent what little time she had with him and maybe then she may have even harder then she had. Maybe her incompetence was the reason he had had to give his life to save her useless one.
It was at this time she began to think of her mother's death and the similar pain she had faced..
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It was a peaceful night in Imil. The entire town had settled in for the night save for two individuals near an old, deserted well. It was young Mia. Only five or six years old and she had already learned how cruel the world could be. The other was her father who stood by her side as they gazed up at the stars and the continually falling snow.
"She isn't coming back, is she daddy?" Young Mia asked her father as her tears began to freeze.
"No, sweets. I don't think she is."
Mia's face turned to a look of sadness and anger as she gazed at her boots in the thick snow, "Why did she leave me? Why now?!"
"No one ever expects to. But I'm sure she's looking down on us now" Her father said comfortingly as he hugged her and wiped her tears away, "Why don't we make a wish. Let's wish she's happy up there and that she'll always keep her eyes open for us."
Mia had a look of uncertainty and skepticism but she decided to oblige her father by throwing the small, golden coin he gave her into the well. After a few seconds, a ting and a plash it reached the bottom.
"Now no matter what, mommy and everyone else up there will take care of us and make sure nothing bad happens!" Her father announced, trying to sound the least bit happy to encourage his daughter.
"Yeah.."
He hoisted her into his arms and made the small journey towards their home. It'd feel good to be back home by the fire again and Mia's mood seemed somewhat improved. As if by some miracle, the snow had stopped after it had raged for nearly four days and nights as they trekked across the silent town.
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"But the miracles stopped there." Mia said to herself and possibly to Isaac, "Dad died shortly after because of the same disease that killed my mother. I wonder if I really have anyone in this world that loves me anymore.."
Her gaze shifted to Isaac once again and all her thoughts centered on him. Now wasn't a time to cry.. If there was anything in her power that she could do to save her friend she would have to do it. And fast it seemed as Isaac's shivers and fidgets seemed to grow increasingly.
"Mom.. If you're up there.. Please grant me this wish. I want Isaac to hear my words." Mia said to the ceiling, feeling a bit silly, "Please tell Isaac.. That I love him and that my only hope is for him to return to his friends and family. And me.."
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Author's Note: So Mia loves Isaac? Who would have thought?! I mean the story IS only listed as a Mud Fic! Will Isaac hear her words in time or will the darkness consume him?! Stay tuned! The suspense is killing.. you! (Of course it isn't killing me! I know what's gonna happen! Mwe he!)
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