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Mystic Illusion Chapter 8
"..." = talking '...' = thinking
*...*= telepathy/mind
[Early Morning- Florence] [Naomi's Hotel Room]
*Dream*
"Mistress Naomi... do you still remember him?"
Upon hearing that voice, Naomi turned and looked at her bit-beast, Devil. Her mind was filled with blank, until Devil showed up.
Following his finger, she looked at Marcus kneeling down in front of someone, bruised up. She narrowed her eyes and turned towards Devil.
"Why?"
Devil floated in front of her and looked at her with danger in his eyes.
"Mistress, if you join me, I will make you the Queen! You shall have the strength to kill anyone you like and not get in jail for it. You hate Marcus, don't you? He broke your heart, he was your first love and he took it for granted! You hate him!" Devil said and moved out of the way.
Naomi watched as herself tortured Marcus to death, and watched as birds ate the last of Marcus's body.
"NO!"
*End of Dream*
Naomi sat up immediately, first time ever, her eyes filled with fear. Taking in a big breathes she calmed herself down and turned to look out the window.
The sun had just raised, lighting up her room. Flinging her sheets aside, she threw on her blue robe and walked out onto the balcony. Cool air floated around her, making her long purple hair dance with the wind. Leaning on her elbows, which are rested on the railings. Her breathings returned to normal, and she is once again calm.
She does not know how long she has been standing there, but a knock on the door brought her back.
Turning around, she looked at the door.
"Yes?"
"Naomi, breakfast is ready. Please come down when you are ready." Over came Cecilia's soft voice, slightly muffled by the door.
"Okay."
She then heard Cecilia's footsteps getting fainter and fainter, until they disappeared. Turning around, she looked out again, and thought about her dream.
'What will Tyson think of me once I tell him about what I dreamt before?'
[Florence] [Cathedral of Santa Maria Del Fiore]
Hiura walked ahead of Kazuya and the other old man, whom is a Priest. She can feel chatting behind her, but the sound is getting quieter and quieter as she advances further and further away from them.
She still cannot believe her sensei can be some kind of 20 year old guy, that just happens to be able to communicate with her through her mind. She always thought of her sensei as an old man, whom is very noble and strong.
Sighing, she pushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. Due to everyone's wishes, she dyed her hair to blue, but her bangs are still silver. Now, everyone doesn't confuse her and Cecilia with each other anymore.
She smiled to herself as she thought of the first time that she tricked Kai into believing that she's Cecilia.
'How much stupider can he get? Can't he 'feel' the difference?'
With that she smirked to herself and raised up her head to see nothing but forest in front of her. She then picked up her speed as she heard voices behind her once again.
Kazuya and the Priest trailed behind Hiura, talking casually. Kazuya knows that Hiura is nearby, as he can feel her prescense.
"The little girl is filled with deadly vibes."
The Priest said, shaking his head. Kazuya smiled softly and nodded.
"Indeed she does, she has a very tragic background."
"Oh?"
Kazuya nodded softly, and painfully.
"She was not supposed to be in this world at that time. Her mother and father never wanted to get married, but somehow her mother got pregnet, so they had to marry. They both have their own lovers out in the world, and they both want to be with them. Hiura was the anger post for both of them, they blamed her for everything. She has many scars on her body, due to the beatings that her parents gave her since she was so little."
The Priest shook his head sadly, "I cannot believe how some people can be like that."
"Me either." Kazuya said sadly.
"Although, if you keep her around you long enough, you will be able to wash away some of those.... 'deadthly vibes' around her." The Priest started, then stopped and looked Kazuya whom stopped as well. "She deserves a better life."
Kazuya smiled as a flow of wind danced around his reddish-brown hair. "I know, I will take care of her from here on."
The Priest nodded as the two of them continued on walking through the forest, talking about different things.
*Hiura.*
*Yes?*
*Don't walk to far ahead, let us catch up to you. It's getting late and the forest will be very dark, I want to make sure you come back with us together. Stay at wherever you are, and we will meet you in a few minutes.*
There was a pause.
*Yes, sensei.*
[Boboli Gardens]
Naomi and Tyson walked side by side through the beautiful park, one of the most beautiful parks in Florence.
"How to say tree in Italian?" Tyson asked, and Naomi just sighed.
"Albero."
"How do you say flower?"
"Fiore."
"How about people?"
"La gente."
Tyson stopped walking and turned towards Naomi.
"What's wrong with you?"
Naomi stopped as well and looked at him, "nothing." She replied, as the dream flashed back in her mind again. She closed her eyes, wanting to calm herself.
"Something's wrong with you, I know it." Tyson said crossing his arms in front of his chest. Naomi turned her head away and shook her head.
"You are quiet today, so something's definitely wrong."
"I'm always quiet." She replied and looked at Tyson. 'What will he think of me if I tell him about the dream?' She thought to herself painfully. 'He's going to hate me, because I'm cruel, I even dream of killing people.'
"You are quiet, but not this quiet! We can always talk to each other before!" Tyson said.
"I'm just tired today." Naomi gave him the lamest excuse as she walked away slowly. Tyson looks at her back, knowing something's definitely wrong with her.
Soon enough, Naomi felt Tyson's hand closing around hers as she turned and looked at him.
"Sorry about snapping at you before... I just want to know what's wrong with you." He said and looked at her.
Naomi sighed and letting her fear pass into her eyes, Tyson touched her cheek lightly, worried.
"What's wrong?"
Naomi looked into his eyes and suddenly she locked her arms around Tyson and caught him in a hug. That took him by surprise, Naomi does not like showing much feelings or emotions, nevertheless in public. He encircled his arms around her waist and hang onto her.
"It's okay, you can tell me what's wrong." Tyson said softly into her ear.
"Sorry... I'm just scared about it, I'm so scared that you might think I'm a cruel person."
"I won't, I promise."
Naomi closed her eyes and shut back the tears.
"I dreamt... that I killed someone."
Tyson blinked at that, surprised. He then laid his head on top of hers and closed his eyes as well.
"It's okay, everyone has feelings and emotions. You don't know how many people I want to kill in my dream!" He said, and Naomi choked up a laugh.
She always feel better around him, he always knows how to make her laugh and happy. She feels safe around him, and she had found her happiness....
TBC.............
I don't think I need to translate anything for you guys, since they are already translated.
Marcus is the guy that Naomi loved before, and he died... not because Naomi killed him!
Thanks for reading, please R&R.
Mystic Illusion Chapter 8
"..." = talking '...' = thinking
*...*= telepathy/mind
[Early Morning- Florence] [Naomi's Hotel Room]
*Dream*
"Mistress Naomi... do you still remember him?"
Upon hearing that voice, Naomi turned and looked at her bit-beast, Devil. Her mind was filled with blank, until Devil showed up.
Following his finger, she looked at Marcus kneeling down in front of someone, bruised up. She narrowed her eyes and turned towards Devil.
"Why?"
Devil floated in front of her and looked at her with danger in his eyes.
"Mistress, if you join me, I will make you the Queen! You shall have the strength to kill anyone you like and not get in jail for it. You hate Marcus, don't you? He broke your heart, he was your first love and he took it for granted! You hate him!" Devil said and moved out of the way.
Naomi watched as herself tortured Marcus to death, and watched as birds ate the last of Marcus's body.
"NO!"
*End of Dream*
Naomi sat up immediately, first time ever, her eyes filled with fear. Taking in a big breathes she calmed herself down and turned to look out the window.
The sun had just raised, lighting up her room. Flinging her sheets aside, she threw on her blue robe and walked out onto the balcony. Cool air floated around her, making her long purple hair dance with the wind. Leaning on her elbows, which are rested on the railings. Her breathings returned to normal, and she is once again calm.
She does not know how long she has been standing there, but a knock on the door brought her back.
Turning around, she looked at the door.
"Yes?"
"Naomi, breakfast is ready. Please come down when you are ready." Over came Cecilia's soft voice, slightly muffled by the door.
"Okay."
She then heard Cecilia's footsteps getting fainter and fainter, until they disappeared. Turning around, she looked out again, and thought about her dream.
'What will Tyson think of me once I tell him about what I dreamt before?'
[Florence] [Cathedral of Santa Maria Del Fiore]
Hiura walked ahead of Kazuya and the other old man, whom is a Priest. She can feel chatting behind her, but the sound is getting quieter and quieter as she advances further and further away from them.
She still cannot believe her sensei can be some kind of 20 year old guy, that just happens to be able to communicate with her through her mind. She always thought of her sensei as an old man, whom is very noble and strong.
Sighing, she pushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. Due to everyone's wishes, she dyed her hair to blue, but her bangs are still silver. Now, everyone doesn't confuse her and Cecilia with each other anymore.
She smiled to herself as she thought of the first time that she tricked Kai into believing that she's Cecilia.
'How much stupider can he get? Can't he 'feel' the difference?'
With that she smirked to herself and raised up her head to see nothing but forest in front of her. She then picked up her speed as she heard voices behind her once again.
Kazuya and the Priest trailed behind Hiura, talking casually. Kazuya knows that Hiura is nearby, as he can feel her prescense.
"The little girl is filled with deadly vibes."
The Priest said, shaking his head. Kazuya smiled softly and nodded.
"Indeed she does, she has a very tragic background."
"Oh?"
Kazuya nodded softly, and painfully.
"She was not supposed to be in this world at that time. Her mother and father never wanted to get married, but somehow her mother got pregnet, so they had to marry. They both have their own lovers out in the world, and they both want to be with them. Hiura was the anger post for both of them, they blamed her for everything. She has many scars on her body, due to the beatings that her parents gave her since she was so little."
The Priest shook his head sadly, "I cannot believe how some people can be like that."
"Me either." Kazuya said sadly.
"Although, if you keep her around you long enough, you will be able to wash away some of those.... 'deadthly vibes' around her." The Priest started, then stopped and looked Kazuya whom stopped as well. "She deserves a better life."
Kazuya smiled as a flow of wind danced around his reddish-brown hair. "I know, I will take care of her from here on."
The Priest nodded as the two of them continued on walking through the forest, talking about different things.
*Hiura.*
*Yes?*
*Don't walk to far ahead, let us catch up to you. It's getting late and the forest will be very dark, I want to make sure you come back with us together. Stay at wherever you are, and we will meet you in a few minutes.*
There was a pause.
*Yes, sensei.*
[Boboli Gardens]
Naomi and Tyson walked side by side through the beautiful park, one of the most beautiful parks in Florence.
"How to say tree in Italian?" Tyson asked, and Naomi just sighed.
"Albero."
"How do you say flower?"
"Fiore."
"How about people?"
"La gente."
Tyson stopped walking and turned towards Naomi.
"What's wrong with you?"
Naomi stopped as well and looked at him, "nothing." She replied, as the dream flashed back in her mind again. She closed her eyes, wanting to calm herself.
"Something's wrong with you, I know it." Tyson said crossing his arms in front of his chest. Naomi turned her head away and shook her head.
"You are quiet today, so something's definitely wrong."
"I'm always quiet." She replied and looked at Tyson. 'What will he think of me if I tell him about the dream?' She thought to herself painfully. 'He's going to hate me, because I'm cruel, I even dream of killing people.'
"You are quiet, but not this quiet! We can always talk to each other before!" Tyson said.
"I'm just tired today." Naomi gave him the lamest excuse as she walked away slowly. Tyson looks at her back, knowing something's definitely wrong with her.
Soon enough, Naomi felt Tyson's hand closing around hers as she turned and looked at him.
"Sorry about snapping at you before... I just want to know what's wrong with you." He said and looked at her.
Naomi sighed and letting her fear pass into her eyes, Tyson touched her cheek lightly, worried.
"What's wrong?"
Naomi looked into his eyes and suddenly she locked her arms around Tyson and caught him in a hug. That took him by surprise, Naomi does not like showing much feelings or emotions, nevertheless in public. He encircled his arms around her waist and hang onto her.
"It's okay, you can tell me what's wrong." Tyson said softly into her ear.
"Sorry... I'm just scared about it, I'm so scared that you might think I'm a cruel person."
"I won't, I promise."
Naomi closed her eyes and shut back the tears.
"I dreamt... that I killed someone."
Tyson blinked at that, surprised. He then laid his head on top of hers and closed his eyes as well.
"It's okay, everyone has feelings and emotions. You don't know how many people I want to kill in my dream!" He said, and Naomi choked up a laugh.
She always feel better around him, he always knows how to make her laugh and happy. She feels safe around him, and she had found her happiness....
TBC.............
I don't think I need to translate anything for you guys, since they are already translated.
Marcus is the guy that Naomi loved before, and he died... not because Naomi killed him!
Thanks for reading, please R&R.