HEART OF THE SWORD
By: Alithiel
Disclaimer: Hello, all! Here's Chapter 3.thanx and hugs to Rena Chan and Teefa85 for reviewing! Tell your friends! Nothing much here.it's been 100 degrees + even up here in the north! Nothing like chilling in the AC, reading, playing Suikoden Card Stories with my friends and, of course, writing! Hope you like the next installment! BTW: If my spelling seems off, it's because the spellchecker on my Jurassic computer is on the fritz, and my dad says that to fix it he'd have to format MY WHOLE MACHINE!! *Weep. *
Love ya all!
Alithiel
Chapter 3: A New Day
Stahn had been deeply asleep.
Then he heard a scream. Adrenaline took control as he leaped out of bed, taking off like a rocket down the hall, nearly colliding with Rutee, Philia, and Garr who were headed in the same direction as he. The scream had broken off into tattered sobs once the group reached the source. Stahn wrenched the door open.
"Sariless."
The girl was huddled in the farthest corner of the room, arms wrapped around her knees. As they approached, she cowered back even farther. Her green eyes were wild in the flickering lanternlight.
"Ss..stay away."
"It's all right." Stahn said soothingly, trying to get closer to her. Her hand came up, glowing violet, ready to attack. He paused.
Sariless shook her head. "G.g..go away.."
"What's wrong?" Philia asked quietly.
"Dead.you're all dead!" With that, Sariless' eyes rolled back in her head and she slumped limply to the floor.
The Swordian masters looked at each other in shock.
Garr walked over to her prone form, attempting to pick her up, cursing and nearly dropping her.
"Damn! She's soaked.." He said as he deposited her on the bed.
Rutee raised the lantern higher, trying to see the dark liquid that soaked her gown.
"That looks like.blood."
Philia gagged.
"But.how?"
Chaltier began to glow as he spoke.
~Sariless is prescient. She sees the future, and it manifests itself in her dreams. Usually, she wakes in the morning with no memory of it. This will probably be the same.~
"Wait a second. That doesn't explain the blood." Stahn argued.
~It is real. The evil dream she had is showing one of your many possible futures.~
"Many?"
~The Swordian masters are not bound by the fates of men. They are Akahna, without destiny in the old tongue. No path you walk on is set in stone." The light faded.
Rutee rolled her eyes as she headed for the door.
"In that case, my fate right now is to go to sleep."
The others trickled out, returning to their beds. Garr stopped for a moment, asking one of the handmaids to clean Sariless up and redress her. Stahn lingered, brushing her damp hair back from her clammy forehead.
"Don't worry, Sariless. I'll protect you."
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Sariless awoke late the next morning with an awful headache. It throbbed behind her eyes like a separate beating heart. Nonetheless, she rolled out of bed and dressed as quickly as she could. The others were already in the dining room when she got there.
"Morning." She said as she grabbed a glass of orange juice. They all just stared at her.
"What? What's wrong?" Despite her best efforts, concern seeped in, thickening her voice. As much as she didn't care to admit it, she had actually grown to like these four people, ordinary types who had saved the world. Especially the blond one. She grinned.
"Hellooooo? Anyone home?"
Garr just shook his head.
"Never mind, Sariless."
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The boy sat on the stool in the middle of the unlighted cabin. He rocked back and forth and back and forth. The stool legs hit the floor in rhythm, one and two and three and four, on and on and on.
~Are you ready to go, my boy?~
He looked at the shadow of the tall man standing in the corner. All black cloak and red eyes. A strange buzzing filled his head, like the noise of flies swarming rotted meat. He knew enough now that he probably wouldn't remember much come dawn.but that's how it always was.
"Yes, master."
~Is it time for revenge? What is revenge?~
Louder buzzing.here it came.
"The food on which I feed."
~What is blood?~
A shriek now.
"The wine of which I drink."
~And what is hate?~
The boy faltered. The sound did too.
~What is hate??~
"Hhh...ate.hate.is .life."
A flash of white teeth.
The shriek became triumphant.
~Very good, Ryukai.~
The boy giggled again, hopping off the stool.
"Time to go, Master, time to go!!"
~Yes, it's time.~
The boy dashed from the cabin, taking his shadow with him, dancing maniacally around a small dark hill under gathering clouds. The wind shrieked with him.
By morning, he was gone.
And every member of the farming camp was dead.
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Alithiel~ OOOoooooo.scary!! ^.^ Read and review!
*Swordian Masters glare at her angrily *
Alithiel~ Ulp.
Sariless~ Hee hee hee hee.
TBC.
Phrase of the Day!
"Grandma's evil boot camp!"
Yusuke (Yu Yu Hakusho)
Disclaimer: Hello, all! Here's Chapter 3.thanx and hugs to Rena Chan and Teefa85 for reviewing! Tell your friends! Nothing much here.it's been 100 degrees + even up here in the north! Nothing like chilling in the AC, reading, playing Suikoden Card Stories with my friends and, of course, writing! Hope you like the next installment! BTW: If my spelling seems off, it's because the spellchecker on my Jurassic computer is on the fritz, and my dad says that to fix it he'd have to format MY WHOLE MACHINE!! *Weep. *
Love ya all!
Alithiel
Chapter 3: A New Day
Stahn had been deeply asleep.
Then he heard a scream. Adrenaline took control as he leaped out of bed, taking off like a rocket down the hall, nearly colliding with Rutee, Philia, and Garr who were headed in the same direction as he. The scream had broken off into tattered sobs once the group reached the source. Stahn wrenched the door open.
"Sariless."
The girl was huddled in the farthest corner of the room, arms wrapped around her knees. As they approached, she cowered back even farther. Her green eyes were wild in the flickering lanternlight.
"Ss..stay away."
"It's all right." Stahn said soothingly, trying to get closer to her. Her hand came up, glowing violet, ready to attack. He paused.
Sariless shook her head. "G.g..go away.."
"What's wrong?" Philia asked quietly.
"Dead.you're all dead!" With that, Sariless' eyes rolled back in her head and she slumped limply to the floor.
The Swordian masters looked at each other in shock.
Garr walked over to her prone form, attempting to pick her up, cursing and nearly dropping her.
"Damn! She's soaked.." He said as he deposited her on the bed.
Rutee raised the lantern higher, trying to see the dark liquid that soaked her gown.
"That looks like.blood."
Philia gagged.
"But.how?"
Chaltier began to glow as he spoke.
~Sariless is prescient. She sees the future, and it manifests itself in her dreams. Usually, she wakes in the morning with no memory of it. This will probably be the same.~
"Wait a second. That doesn't explain the blood." Stahn argued.
~It is real. The evil dream she had is showing one of your many possible futures.~
"Many?"
~The Swordian masters are not bound by the fates of men. They are Akahna, without destiny in the old tongue. No path you walk on is set in stone." The light faded.
Rutee rolled her eyes as she headed for the door.
"In that case, my fate right now is to go to sleep."
The others trickled out, returning to their beds. Garr stopped for a moment, asking one of the handmaids to clean Sariless up and redress her. Stahn lingered, brushing her damp hair back from her clammy forehead.
"Don't worry, Sariless. I'll protect you."
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Sariless awoke late the next morning with an awful headache. It throbbed behind her eyes like a separate beating heart. Nonetheless, she rolled out of bed and dressed as quickly as she could. The others were already in the dining room when she got there.
"Morning." She said as she grabbed a glass of orange juice. They all just stared at her.
"What? What's wrong?" Despite her best efforts, concern seeped in, thickening her voice. As much as she didn't care to admit it, she had actually grown to like these four people, ordinary types who had saved the world. Especially the blond one. She grinned.
"Hellooooo? Anyone home?"
Garr just shook his head.
"Never mind, Sariless."
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The boy sat on the stool in the middle of the unlighted cabin. He rocked back and forth and back and forth. The stool legs hit the floor in rhythm, one and two and three and four, on and on and on.
~Are you ready to go, my boy?~
He looked at the shadow of the tall man standing in the corner. All black cloak and red eyes. A strange buzzing filled his head, like the noise of flies swarming rotted meat. He knew enough now that he probably wouldn't remember much come dawn.but that's how it always was.
"Yes, master."
~Is it time for revenge? What is revenge?~
Louder buzzing.here it came.
"The food on which I feed."
~What is blood?~
A shriek now.
"The wine of which I drink."
~And what is hate?~
The boy faltered. The sound did too.
~What is hate??~
"Hhh...ate.hate.is .life."
A flash of white teeth.
The shriek became triumphant.
~Very good, Ryukai.~
The boy giggled again, hopping off the stool.
"Time to go, Master, time to go!!"
~Yes, it's time.~
The boy dashed from the cabin, taking his shadow with him, dancing maniacally around a small dark hill under gathering clouds. The wind shrieked with him.
By morning, he was gone.
And every member of the farming camp was dead.
()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()
Alithiel~ OOOoooooo.scary!! ^.^ Read and review!
*Swordian Masters glare at her angrily *
Alithiel~ Ulp.
Sariless~ Hee hee hee hee.
TBC.
Phrase of the Day!
"Grandma's evil boot camp!"
Yusuke (Yu Yu Hakusho)
