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I'm back! I'm sorry for the wait. This chapter was quite the endeavor. I kept rethinking things over as I tackled it, figuring out just where I was going. Thing have slightly morphed from my original plans, but I hope for the best. I had to use this chapter to set up a lot of things and explain the back story, I'm sorry if it's too dull. But seriously, this chapter got long, how many pages? Just hitting 18? But let's just say it's a reward for waiting so long.
Thank you too all the readers that are sticking with me, and who write me those encouraging emails and reviews. You make me want to finish this puppy when it sometimes seems too daunting or I have writer's block. So I'm going to try something I've seen other authors do to let reviews know they are appreciated. Little notes for you!
Umi-chan - Your emails were a wonderful encouragement. I'm glad I could help you out in your writing. I just wish I could get the chapters out as quickly as you do.
Silver Dragonfly - Hope this chapter gives you a little more on exactly what Umi and Clef have been pulled into.
AnGeL_w1nG - I'm sorry my updates aren't as speedy as you and other readers would like. I know I'd like to update more quickly as well. But that pesky school gets in the way. *sigh* Stick with me.
blazingIcEph0enix, Maria, Fire Mistress, Clef-chan, and Keichan - I'm glad you all are enjoying the story! Hope this story will give your Umi/Clef fill by the time it's finished.
Drkdemon - Sorry for the lack of Clef-ie goodness. I'll try harder in future chapters.
Shnickers- Thank you for the review. I'm glad you like the story. And yes, a tiny little Clef teasing Umi about her amount of clothing would be rather odd. ^_^;
Anyway, on with the story!
Disclaimer: Rayearth is the property of CLAMP/Kodansha, not me obviously! Original characters do belong to me though. Please R&R. ^_^
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Devotions
Author: Blue Angel Samui
Chapter Six: Stone Beauty
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He surveyed the land from a steep cliff overlooking the shoreline. His horse stomped the ground impatiently as it grew restless with the lack of activity. The creature was still intoxicated with the unbridled energy and magic that seemed to flow over it and the rider as they pushed to reach their destination. Clef patted the horse's neck uninterestedly as he strained his eyes, hoping to see something past the fog that blocked his view. With an aggravated sigh he shook his head and dismounted. This general area of Cephiro's forests and border left one with an eerie and mystic feeling. It was no wonder that they had chosen this spot so many ages ago to house what they had to hide.
The cold damp ground gave under his weight as he dismounted and Clef looked down, annoyed to see his boots slowly sinking in the mud and filth. Dead leaves were abundant and clung to the ground in a matted layer. The ancient trees were enormous and dark, towering over the Master Mage, leaving a sense of foreboding. It was almost dawn and the forest was silent after the previous night's downpour.
Clef wiped his wet bangs from his eyes and began to shake out his cloak. The air was chilled and his breath could be seen as small clouds and he exhaled. He was soaked and chilled to the bone but he seemed to pay no mind as he stood in deep thought. A nudge from his horse made Clef turn and look to the creature and let out a defeated sigh. Throwing his hand down abruptly his clothes dried and the horse was unsaddled and tied to a nearby tree. Uttering a few words under his breath he extended his arm and twisted his wrist in a quick circle. The air buzzed with electricity and his staff materialized in his hand.
His letter should have reached the Knights at the castle by now and they were most likely on their way. He thought it best to search for the castle beyond the mists while he awaited their arrival, that way they all could immediately set out and do what they need to. He would have preferred to handle the situation entirely on his own. Only a few knew of the hidden castle in the mists, and there was reason for that. The problem that those before him had foreseen was coming to pass. He couldn't fool himself into thinking that this was just a minor ripple in the ocean of problems that waited to spill forth, this was the breaking point, he was sure. It was best to ask for the Magic Knights. He couldn't handle this entirely on his own now, and he wasn't going to take chances when it involved both his love and the land he had spent so many ages caring for.
Leaning his staff in the crook of his arm he extended his hands out toward the wall of fog that danced across the water and the shoreline. Touching his two index fingers and his thumbs to form a triangle he closed his eyes and focused. The water rhythmically washing onto the stony shore was all that could be heard as he stood there in silence trying to search through the mist. Minutes passed and he furrowed his brow together in frustration when he wasn't rewarded for his efforts. Of course it would be more difficult than this to be able to locate the pathway through!
Flexing his hands in anger he shook out his shoulders and began again. The wind blew past and played with his cape and hair but he paid no notice. He remained in his trance, undisturbed, slowly letting his hands and mind scan the horizon. An hour passed and the tense silence and concentration continued. Finally, taking in a long calming breath he slowly opened his eyes and shook his head. No emotions played on his stone cold features and he stared out into the fog and he carefully lowered his arms. Bringing one hand to rub his temple he let out an aggravated sigh. This was proving to be even more difficult than he had planed.
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Umi ran a hand past her ear, taming the stray hair strands that continued to fall into her eyes. "I must really look like hell," she admitted to herself. Quickly and quietly she traveled down the spiraling stone steps that led from the room she had awoken in. After warming herself by the fire and attempting to get a grasp on her situation she decided it was best to explore and look for Selena. Sitting around would get her nowhere, and she wasn't one to wait patiently anyway. Her fingers explored the cold stone of the walls as she hurried past. The stairway abruptly ended and Umi carefully peered out into the large connected hallway. She had been told she was free to wander the castle yet she still felt a need to be wary. Who knew when that Armatus character would show up again?
There wasn't a soul in sight, yet the soft, feminine, melodic laughter and voices could be heard. The hallway was dim from the lack of windows and was lit by the torches hanging from the walls. The ceiling was low and the hallway itself was remarkably small. Looking to her left and right Umi could see other enclosed staircases leading off into darkness. An arched door-like opening was positioned across from Umi and she cautiously approached it and leaned on the wooden banister that made it more of a window than a doorway. Umi gasped as she looked down into another room. A large stone common room lay before her, warmly lit by the raging fire in the large stone fireplace centered on the opposing wall. Many women sat casually in the room, spinning, sewing, and chatting. They were dressed similarly to Selena, their long hair down and free. Umi carefully assessed the women and was surprised as two new women appeared from an entrance just below her "window" that was placed high in the stone wall. One of the two new women laughed and patted the other on the shoulder before turning to look towards the entrance again. Umi's tense shoulders relaxed when she recognized the raven haired girl as Selena. As if sensing being watched Selena leaned back and smiled at Umi.
"Come and join us won't you?" she questioned in her birdlike voice.
Umi froze, startled, and watched as the other women turned to see who Selena was speaking to. No hint of malice or anger played on the women's faces. The older women smiled warmly while the younger women's eyes grew big as they gapped at the sapphire haired girl.
"The staircase behind you, on the left, leads down here," she continued gesturing to Umi with and elegant wave of her hand.
Umi numbly nodded and turned to find the staircase. Uneasily she made her way down the twisting uneven stairs. Approaching the arched opening that lead into the common room Umi began to unintentionally wring her cold hands as she softly stepped into the room. Selena was immediately at her side, greeting her while leading her to the center of the group of women.
"My friends, we have an unexpected visitor from the mainland. May I introduce Lady Umi," Selena began, gesturing to Umi.
Umi closed her eyes and inclined her head ever so slightly in recognition of the women in the room, unsure of what she was supposed to do. As she raised her gaze her eyes met those of a much older woman sitting comfortably in front of a spinning wheel. The woman's eyes seemed to stare right into her very soul and Umi was put on edge yet again. The general feeling of the whole room was like that she had never experienced. She felt oddly aware of herself, thoughts and emotions. The older woman smiled knowingly and nodded in return. The younger women in the room chattered anxiously and eyed Umi with excitement and curiosity. Something about this whole scene didn't sit right with Umi and shifted her weight uneasily.
The older woman broke through the chatter in her strong but warm voice, "It is a pleasure to meet you Lady Warrior of the Water." Umi jaw dropped in shock. The older woman lightly laughed and gestured for Umi to step closer. Selena placed her hand on Umi's lower back and encouraged her to step forward.
The old woman continued with a smile, "It is unusual that one who has never met an empath can sense the presence of our powers. Normally, they would be blissfully unaware."
"Empath?" Umi questioned.
"Yes my dear, you are in a room full of them. We have been gifted with the power to sense and read other's emotions and most of us have basic healing powers. It is our calling to comfort those with troubled minds and auras. You, my dear, have the presence of the dragon about your aura. It is quite an honor to meet such a privileged and legendary female warrior."
Umi ran a hand over the back of her neck in her mild embarrassment, "Please. I'm just."
"The one who may be able to help us," the older woman finished. Umi looked at her questioningly. "My name is Helena young one. Please ease yourself; you have nothing to fear from any of these ladies. I'm sure they would all be very happy if your emotions weren't so heavily burdened with fear and worry." Umi gave a rather annoyed and indignant look to the woman. She didn't appreciate being seen as weak through her emotions and she sure as hell didn't enjoy the thought of the every woman in the room having a field day reading her. Turning her head quickly to the side she silenced two chattering younger girls who were blatantly staring at her, with an icy stare. She was becoming a little annoyed with all the new information that she had been flooded with since she had woken up.
"My dear, please do not take offense. We can all see the strength of your will. It is understandable, these feelings that you harbor, after all that has happened to you." Umi's eyes widened in shock and Helena nodded knowing with a smile and motioned for Umi to sit next to her on her bench. Selena smiled to Umi and nodded in assurance. Umi daintily sat next to Helena and nearly jumped when Helena raised her soft, aged hand to lightly touch Umi's forehead. An amazingly comforting wave of warmth filled Umi as the tension and fear that had plagued her began to drain from her senses. Umi's eyes fluttered shut as Helena shared her fear and worry, lifting the weight from her burdened mind, putting her at ease. When Helena removed her hand Umi looked to the woman with gratitude and amazement. Her mind felt clear and sharp, she felt as if she would be able to handle whatever it was that she would have to face in the time waiting for Clef.
"You'll have to excuse me; I didn't ask your permission to help. It was rather rude of me."
Umi shook her head, "No, thank you. That was amazing." Umi stared at Helena with wonder, "you have helped me immensely. With this ability of yours, it is a wonder I haven't met or heard of empaths on the mainland. Your skills would be widely sought wouldn't they be?"
Helena laughed lightly, "It is not quite that simple my Lady. Selena," Selena stepped away from the group of girls with whom she was speaking and waited for Helena to continue. "Please take the Lady and find her some dry clothes, these damp ones won't due if she doesn't want to catch a chill. Then maybe you can show her around the castle and answer any of her questions. Tell her about our. situation." Selena nodded and made the intricate gesture with her hands that Umi had seen her do earlier.
"Come Lady Umi, there is much to do."
Umi stood and turned to Helena, "Thank you so much again."
"It was my pleasure child," Helena replied turning back to her spinning. "Now go."
Maneuvering her way through the crowd of women Umi followed Selena to one of the stone archways and followed her out of the common room that had suddenly began to feel so comforting and safe. Seeing through clear eyes and thinking with a settled mind she decided she wouldn't let this situation over come her. Eyes wandering over the cracks of the stone floor as she went Umi tilted her head to the side in thought.
"Selena?"
"Yes Lady Umi?" Selena continued to lead Umi through the halls.
"Why does this castle look so different from the other structures in Cephiro? I mean, it looks hand built."
"That's because it was Lady Umi."
"Okay, first of all you can stop calling me 'Lady Umi'. Umi is just fine." Umi paused in her movement and Selena turned to face her with a questioning look. Umi smiled, "There is no need for formalities if we're going to be friends." Selena smiled and nodded. "Second," Umi continued. "Why didn't you just use magic and will to build the castle?"
Selena turned and started to walk again, leading Umi to another set of stairs. "I'm sure Master Armatus has mentioned the barrier to you Lady. I mean, Umi." Umi let out a disgruntled sigh in response. "The barrier was set before the castle was built, to protect what we house here."
"The empaths?" Umi asked as they approached a thick wooden door.
"Not exactly."
Selena easily maneuvered her way down the twisting stairway leading Umi into a warm and bustling kitchen. Women hustled about in the glow of the fireplace, busying themselves with their various tasks. Wide eyed Umi took everything in and continued to follow Selena who opened a door in the back of the kitchen and motioned for Umi to enter. The room appeared to be a washroom and linen closet. A thin open doorway in the back of the room led outside from what Umi could tell, as the sound of birds and a cold draft seemed to emanate from the doorway. Selena began to busy herself looking through the piled linens as Umi wandered over to the large fireplace and looked over the washboards and scrub bins. "If you would like to take a bath later, I can arrange one for you," Selena offered, pointing to the corner of the room. Umi looked over to the corner to see a folded screen and a large tub. Not the most elegant of bathing situations. Certainly nothing like the large baths she and the girls used back in their castle. She almost laughed out loud at the thought. 'Their castle', since when did she feel the castle was partially hers, her home? Umi looked uneasily at the bath tub again and gave a little defeated sigh.
"I would like that," Umi answered.
"You'll have to give me ample warning when you would like to, it takes quite a bit of time to boil all the water." Umi nodded in understanding.
"Here we are!" Umi looked up from her musings in the corner of the room and turned to Selena who was triumphantly holding up a dress much like her own in style. "I made this one myself. The fabric took quite some time to weave but the dying was the tricky part," she happily chirped.
Umi's jaw dropped. "You 'made' that?"
"Of course, how do you think we get clothes?" Selena teased as she handed the dress to Umi. "I'll take your dress and hang it out to dry with your cloak."
"Oh, I had forgotten about my cloak. Thank you."
Selena nodded, "Oh, I'll be right back." And she rushed out the door small door Umi had noticed earlier.
Setting up the changing screen just for modesty's sake, Umi began to peel off the damp and heavy dress. She had no idea that the garment would be so adapt at holding water for so long. Shivering she rubbed her discerningly pale arms and began to pulled on the dress Selena had handed to her. Did it feel good to put on fresh dry clothes! Umi stepped from behind the screen as she fastened the long belt that rested at her hips, and admired Selena's work. The dress was a deep, rich purple at her shoulders and blended to a beautiful royal blue at her feet. The dress was unbelievably comfortable, draping flatteringly around her form. Running her hand over the fabric Umi smiled at the bumpy and mildly uneven feel, she could tell the fabric was hand woven, and she was all the more impressed.
"Oh, don't you look pretty!" Selena skipped over to Umi and took her hand.
"Thank you, it's a beautiful dress."
Selena smiled and Umi looked questioningly to her hand. Turning Umi's hand over Selena placed the silver dragon clasp that had held Umi's cloak. "You don't want to be loosing this pretty little piece."
"Thank you." Umi looked at it in surprise and fastened it at her hip at the clasp of her long belt.
A sly smile played on Selena's lips. "I've placed a mild blocking spell on it. Some magics aren't that difficult to manage even with the barrier," she said softly. "He won't be able to so easily using scrying to check in on you now."
"Scrying? Who?"
"Armatus," Selena answered gathering up Umi's discarded dress in her arms, motioning with her head for Umi to follow her. She one again went through the small back door and led Umi down a thin open stairway that hugged the outside wall of the castle. "Scrying is how mages are able to watch and see things, where they are not. I'm sure he has used it to check on you already this morning, and he plans on keeping an eye on you that way. This should make things a little more interesting for him. Your little dragon will cloud his viewer." Selena laughed lightly as she walked over to a group of trees where clothes lines hung and began to pin up Umi's dress.
Scrying is how mages see. Umi thought uneasily about the subject. He could have been watching her already this morning? The idea made Umi uncomfortable. And she had just changed her clothes! The idea that he may have been watching her then made her seethe with anger. Did all mages use scrying? Umi thought back and tilted her head in astonishment. Clef used scrying too, she had never thought twice about it, or what it was called. How many times had she wandered into the main hall to see Clef staring at the ceiling surveying Cephiro? They had all used his talents to watch the fighting during the last battle. And he had always been able to check in on her and the girls when they had first arrived in Cephiro. As the realization hit her she wondered how many other times he had used to scrying to perhaps check in on her. A sly smile played on her lips; he could possibly be quite the Peeping Tom.
"Selena," Umi suddenly became anxious. "How do you live with knowing he may be watching? He might have been watching us in the common room."
Selena clapped her hands together as she finished with her task. "He wasn't. He knows better than to try that with all those empaths sitting around. We're far too aware if someone is scrying. I could tell he was watching you for a little while when I first saw you this morning. Right before he arrived." She smiled to the blue haired girl in triumph.
"So, why all these empaths in one area, and why are you all cut off from Cephiro. Why does it seem that Armatus is the only man around here?"
"Because he is the only man on the island." Umi gave Selena an incredulous look. "Come," Selena continued. "I'll try to explain things, and Armatus is usually gone or meditating in his chambers around now. We won't have to worry much about him."
Umi followed Selena down the rock terrain behind the trees leading down to the shore. Weaving their way past the rocks, paying little attention to the wind that flew over the water and ripped at their hair and skirts the two women continued on. Soon they came to a path, leading up from the shore, into a wooded area. Umi was grateful that the uneven jagged rocks gave way to a soft dirt pathway. She was becoming annoyed with stubbing her toes and slipping on the loose rocks. The pathway was abnormally dark, the trees leaning over it, shielding the sky from view. A scattered pattern of speckled sunlight danced through the shifting leaves of the trees. Umi followed, amazed by the beauty of the woods, the fresh scent of the ocean still drifting through the wall of trees. It was eerie though, not a sound was heard in the woods. Not the sound of their footsteps, their rustling skirts, the water crash on the shore, the wind whipping through the leaves of the trees, no birds singing. Umi wondered if she even spoke would her voice be heard or would her words be eaten by the deafening silence.
It was after a good amount of walking Selena let out a sigh of relief and looked back to Umi as they stepped into a clearing. It was lighter in the clearing, but the enormous trees that stood as silent sentinels still blacked most the sky from view. Nothing seemed to stir in the clearing, the long grass didn't quake and the fallen leaves didn't rustle. Umi pulled her hair back behind her shoulders as if she would tie it back as she leaned back to look towards the high canopy of the trees.
"This is what the barrier hides," Selena finally broke the silence and continued into the clearing. Before them stood a long stone wall, cracked and covered with moss from its age. In the center of the circular clearing was a stone table. Umi's eyes grew big as she took in the wall, walking closer as she admired the work, the stone slightly glittering from the abundance of quartz in its makeup. Umi could not begin to describe the beauty and intricacy of the carvings on the rock. Before her was a mural, two main figures stood out at its center. It seemed as if beautiful, flawless stone statues were pulling themselves out of the stone wall.
A winged, well defined man was at the center. Only clothed in the cloths that draped around his waist, his graceful body twisted and arched back at the waist, his arms outstretched, seemingly tied to a banister carved into the stone. He was tied back by an abundance of long strips of fabric that pulled at him from both sides, his wings arched gallantly as if he was struggling. His eyes were hidden by an amazing feather mask that he wore, along with a blindfold that had seemingly been tied over the mask, although the blindfold was slipping down, letting one sightless, stone cold eye gaze towards Umi and Selena. Umi was amazed, he almost seemed real. His long wavy hair arched about his head gloriously, almost forming a halo, and in his left hand there was an incredibly threatening sword that looked as if it was about to fall from his restrained grasp.
A woman was below him, legs together, elegantly arching to her side. She was also winged, her left wing and arm encircling the man's legs, holding him. She was draped in flowing fabric that seemed to dance about her form and yet spin it's self around the man as well, restraining him. Her long straight hair also gloriously spun about her head, circling into a halo. Her face was smooth and unmarred like porcelain, her eyes closed in a look of grief. A bird with its wings outstretched was clasped to her chest by her right hand, and her legs and arms were adorned with circlets, jewelry and what seemed to be tattoos.
The two figures were unbelievably beautiful, in their stone silence. Umi approached the wall and raised a delicate, shaking hand to run her fingers along the face of the woman. Selena quickly snatched her hand. "Don't!" she scolded. Umi looked at her in confusion. "It will haunt you, most likely take you, you will become one of them," Selena gestured towards the far ends of the stone wall. Umi's eyes widened yet again, she had been so entrapped by the two main figures she hadn't paid any mind to the rest of the wall.
The twisting fabric that restrained the man continued on both to the left and right and twisted itself through the outreaching hands of many different women. Each woman pulled on the fabric, or was twisted herself in the fabric. Some had a look of stern determination, some of regret and sorrow. They didn't appear as angelic as the main figures, but to be normal women, each beautiful in their own way. Some had similar markings under their left eye and they all appeared to be dressed similarly, much like Selena and Umi were now dressed. Umi eyed them all curiously when her attention was suddenly drawn to one of the women. Her hair was long and straight, her bangs slightly hiding a circlet that graced her head. Her sightless stone eyes stared helplessly towards the two girls, a single stone tear permanently etched on her beautiful face that had the same marking under her left eye. She herself was twisted in the fabric, using her weight to arch backwards and pull towards the end of the stone wall, one arm resting on the taught fabric in front of her, fingers ensnarled in it, almost pointing to the angels at the center of the wall. Umi gasped as she studied the woman's features. The woman held and unbelievable resemblance to herself! She felt a chill run up her spine.
Selena walked up and stood, observing from behind Umi's shoulder. "She is the real reason you received such unbelieving glances in the common room from the younger women." A line formed on Umi's brow as she looked to Selena, questioningly. "She is our former High Priestess, Umi. Desdemona."
"You carved her likeness into the stone?"
"No, she gave herself to the stone. It is the duty of the High Priestess, that if the need arises, she must give herself and her strength to the stone. Desdemona has only recently given herself to the stone. Many of the women have been grieving for her loss and it is as if they had seen her spirit when you walked into the common room this morning." Umi looked back at the carving of Desdemona. "You do bear quite the remarkable likeness to her. I'm sorry to say that that may be part of the cause of your problems and your being here."
"What do you mean? I began to think that Helena was your High Priestess, she seemed so motherly yet commanding."
Selena eyed the stone wall uneasily and moved towards the edge of the clearing, sitting on the grass facing the stone wall. Umi followed suit. "Helena is like a mother to all the girls here, this is true. She has been here for many ages, and she has the most developed powers, under those of a High Priestess. She becomes our new 'leader' you could say, when we wait for a new Priestess to feel the calling." Selena's friendly green eyes met with Umi's deep blue ones. "I myself have felt something stirring within me. I am not sure what it is. It may be the calling, but I am afraid. I do not know if I have the courage or strength to answer it, or even know if it is the calling." Selena focused on her feet that were stretched before her on the grass, lifting her leg to gracefully circle her ankle, seemingly lost in her thoughts and the simple act. Umi waited patiently for her to continue.
"While some empaths are allowed to leave the Isle to find themselves a mate only to return to bear their daughter here, and yes it is always a daughter, most women on Satoria are brought here at an early age. We are born with the calling to be an empath, and unless we receive proper training the experience can be quite overwhelming and frightening. The flood of emotions you feel and sense around you is amazing, Umi. I myself was brought here when I was but a young girl. I was so distraught at first, to leave my family and those I loved. But that is the way it is done, and has been done for centuries. I understand that it was for the best now. But I despised the man who had shown up at my family's door one day, only to take me away. That man was Master Armatus. He has been the sole protector of the entrance to this hidden Isle for ages. He is called to us and then sent out to find a new girl when the High Priestess senses one coming into her powers." Shocked, Umi looked to Selena, encouraging her to continue. "Master Armatus has not always been like he is now Umi. True, I despised him when I was young, but I grew to understand and accept my fate. He was always very kind and gentle, treating all the empaths with the utmost respect and concern. He himself, though, seemed to hate his task of whisking young girls away from their families. He seemed to wish that he had just been an ordinary man. But then, strong mages are always given stressful and usually unwanted tasks of great importance. It is their duty and calling."
Umi looked to her hands and lightly traced the ring Clef had given her. The thin stream of water sparkled and wove its way around her finger. Did Clef feel the same way she wondered? She knew he held great responsibility being the Master Mage, caring for all of Cephiro's well being. Did he too hate his crushing and maybe overwhelming responsibility? Did he ever wish he was just an ordinary man? Umi's heart ached at the thought.
"Maybe that is what drew her to him. His remorse, yet undying sense of duty and his kindness," Selena looked once again to Umi to drive home the point. "There are no men on Satoria for a purpose Umi. It is too dangerous. That is why when Desdemona and Armatus fell in love it was so traumatic. The protector of the Isle had always only come when he was called to bring a new girl otherwise he wandered the mainland of Cephiro, a drifter, waiting for the call to come again. At first they denied their love for each other, he respected his place and would only come to the island when called. But it became too much for the two of them and Desdemona would call to him and open the pathway for him when there was no new girl to retrieve. She showed him how to find his way through the fog without resistance. They both knew that they were doing was wrong, but they couldn't help themselves. From what I have heard the two had known each other when they were young, they grew up together and their feelings of love had sprouted then, only to be smothered when they were both torn apart by their separate callings. To have found each other again was too much for them."
Selena sighed loudly and continued on with her tale. "Armatus had spent too much time on the Isle and his presence was felt by 'him'." Selena pointed to the man in the stone wall. "'He' is the reason that this is an island of only women. He was imprisoned in the stone by his sister and the help of many of the ancient mages, and he is attempting to break free. He has been for ages. His eyes, they seduce and possess other men, putting them under his power to do his bidding while he is imprisoned. There was a time when his eyes were completely covered and we had little to fear, but every so often there is a resurgence of power from the rock as he attempts to break free, and eventually his blindfold began to fall from his eyes. He is unbelievably powerful Umi, a spirit that descended to Cephiro in search of his sister. He will destroy anything to have her again and to gain power." Umi eyes ran over the stone wall. Could this stone wall really hold so much power?
"The woman, below him," Selena pointed to the female angel clinging to the man's legs. "She is his sister, and who we pray to on the Isle. She is 'The Power' and is the one that has endowed us all with our abilities to be empaths. Her presence here is why we must come here to learn to control our powers. The Power came to Cephiro ages before her brother. She is certainly not the same type of being as the creator of our world, but she is remarkably powerful. We do not know where she came from, but she was in search of place of peace, to teach, and to escape her brother. For you see, she is the good and he is the evil. And while she wishes to explore on her own, there can be no balance without the two of them balancing the other's powers. There is no good if there is no evil. But her brother lusted for her and tried to take her for his own. She fled to Cephiro and for many ages she was free of him, until he finally found her. His rage was unbelievable from what I am told. To save Cephiro and the daughters she had endowed with her powers and who worshiped her, she imprisoned her brother in the stone, pretending to seduce him, and then binding him. You see how he is tied and how she holds his legs?"
"Yes, it's oddly beautiful and yet disturbing," Umi answered.
"Yes it is. She sacrificed herself to save everyone, but as the ages pass he repeatedly rests and then tries to break free again. That is why there are the women to their sides. They have all at one time been a High Priestess of Satoria, watching over the wall, protecting Cephiro from its power. When he tries to escape they too sacrifice themselves to the stone, helping pull him back into his prison. Armatus was being unknowingly seduced by him Umi, Desdemona knew it. She found him one night in this clearing, staring intently at the wall. He was becoming entrapped. Desdemona finally took it upon herself to do what had to be done. She pleaded with Armatus to come back to her, but he was already entranced by the wall. So she gave herself to the stone." Selena paused to wipe a tear from her eye the palm of her hand.
"How do you know all this?" Umi asked placing a comforting hand on Selena's leg.
"I was close to Desdemona. She was like an older sister to me. I was with her when she found Armatus here. The rest of the story is common knowledge here." She let out a shuttered sigh. "It was strangely beautiful, the whole process of her being taken by the stone. The way she looked to Armatus as she disappeared though, that look could break anyone's heart. That's why her stone presence is so grief stricken." Umi nodded in understanding. "Armatus's entrapment was weakened when she was taken by the stone, but when he realized what had just happened he became a broken man. Her sacrifice had been for nothing, because his overwhelming grief left him remarkably susceptible to the effects of the wall. And now, he is under its influence. That is why he is still on Satoria. I do not know exactly what he is planning, but I'm sure that he is attempting to help the evil in the stone. Its evil seduces men with the promise of unbridled power. We are unable to do anything though Umi, a new High Priestess hasn't been called yet, and he has free reign over the Isle with his knowledge of the barrier and his skills as a mage. He doesn't seem to want to harm any of the women here though, and we cannot leave The Power unprotected, even if we can only watch over her in our own little way. Even if the new Priestess steps forward." Selena plucked a piece of grass from the ground and nervously shredded it.
"Don't put so much weight on your shoulders Selena. The new Priestess may not be you."
"You are right, I do not know yet. But Umi, I worry for Cephiro, The Power, Armatus. and you. It may be that you were meant to be taken here, The Power directed you here to help us. You are a legendary warrior, are you not?" Umi nodded in response. "But then, it may have just been that Armatus was drawn to you by your likeness to Desdemona. And I would be wary then if I were you. He is not himself, the evil has him."
Umi felt the all too familiar uneasiness settle in her stomach again. "I don't know what I can do to help Selena. I cannot talk to my manshin, Selece. And I don't have my ovum, which I need for my weapon and to help me harness my magic. Then there is the barrier."
Selena gave her a small smile, "I can help you by giving you a few tips on how to deal with the barrier," she encouraged.
Smiling in thanks Umi nodded to Selena but again looked to the ground in worry. "I don't know where to start though, can't we just try to get all the empaths to leave and we can attempt to get help?"
"We help control the power emanating from the wall Umi; it is our duty to guard it. Our powers are meant to help. We did at one time wander the land after our studies here to aid the leaders of the land with troubled and heavy hearts. But many girls are not ready to leave yet, and it is risky, he has control over the waters and the barrier."
They both sat in silence for a moment in contemplation. "It just seems so odd that he's letting me wander so freely here, this whole situation seems discerningly calm and carefree. I don't like it." Umi threw a small stone she had been idly playing with towards the wall for good measure.
"I can assure you Umi that the situation is very serious, if the evil breaks from the wall. Cephiro would be in grave danger. It is just that we empaths don't have the skills to put a stop to it, we can only hope to maintain the odd balance we have now."
"It seems Selena, from what I've gathered, that I'm just bait." Umi let out an agitated sigh.
"Bait?"
"For Clef. my." Umi trailed off unsure how to continue. Looking at her ring again she felt her pulse quicken. What was she to him? There was a mutual understanding and calm between them, and so much love, when she accepted the ring from him. Did this really mean she was engaged, or was this more of a commitment or promise, embodied in a ring. But wasn't that what an engagement ring really was? She loved him so much that it hurt sometimes, and she knew he must be close to frantic to find her missing. He must be enraged and sick with worry. She felt her stomach clench with the worry.
"Your lover?" Selena quietly questioned, concerned over Umi's suddenly far away look.
Umi felt the hot sting of tears in her eyes but she held them at bay as she looked back to Selena and smiled. "Yes, my lover. I don't know what Armatus wants with him. He is the Master Mage though." Umi trailed off as she turned to look at the wall again.
"I knew that name was familiar! The Master Mage? My word! You have quite the catch my friend. It takes a strong woman to capture the heart of so powerful of a mage. They normally are so overcome by the responsibility of their positions that they live solitary lives or just randomly take lovers. You must have an amazing inner strength to catch his eye."
Umi blushed at the compliment, "I have two friends who are just as strong if not stronger than me. They are the other two Magic Knights." She trailed off as she thought about Selena's words on a Master Mage. Had Clef been one to just randomly take lovers she wondered? No, he must have decided to live a solitary life, why else choose that child like body she had first seen him in? She grew angry with herself, why was this bothering her? She was being irrational. This was not the time.
"This does make things interesting. You are probably right. Armatus is most likely drawing the Master Mage here for a purpose. But I would still be on my guard around him if I were you." Umi nodded, feeling quite uneasy about why Selena might be implying. "Well now," Selena stood up and brushed off her skirts. "It's getting late, that story takes quite some time to tell." She sadly smiled at Umi. "It's getting cold, we should get back before the others worry and Armatus begins to wonder where you have wandered off to. I'll look into finding your ovum."
"If I had that, things would be much easier, and much more interesting," Umi admitted.
The two left the clearing and headed back through the dark forest. When they made it back to the shore Umi stopped to gaze into the mist the faint sense of frustration and anguish playing in the back of her mind. Could it be Clef? It hit her again this time more strongly and she gasped out loud. "I have this feeling Clef is out there, trying to get to me, and he can't." She closed her eyes and focused on the mist, something familiar was there. "It is him, I just know it."
Selena stared out into the mist with her. "Well, he may be just outside the mist. We can't know. But even the Master Mage will find it difficult to find a pathway through the barrier. It was made to protect the island from even one as powerful as him."
"He may be there with the other Knights," Umi thought out loud. "Is there anyway we can help him through? Will Armatus know if he attempts to cross the water?"
Selena looked towards the ground in thought. Snapping her head up she grabbed Umi's hand. "I don't think Armatus will be able to tell once he is on the water. The mist will at least hide him. There is one way that might work. There is a certain portion of the cliff that the Priestess would use to call to Armatus, to show him the way to Satoria. Now, neither you nor I have her knowledge of how to open the mist but that spot has its own magic and it may be just enough to give him a beacon."
"How can we get there?"
"That's the troubling part. The only way to reach the spot is through the Priestess's chambers, and down a small stairway from her balcony. This room is close to Armatus's room and study, and I wouldn't be surprised if he spent his fair share of time in the Priestess's room as well. I believe he has left the room exactly as Desdemona had it before she was taken. We'll have to be sure he doesn't know you're there. It's risky."
"Well, we can't just sit around. We have to try everything we can."
"The best time would probably be later tonight. I'll come to your chamber later this evening when everyone is asleep. Best that as few people as possible know about this. But first we must join everyone for dinner, so he doesn't think something is amiss." The two continued on back to the castle, stopping only momentarily to quickly gather wildflowers so they could claim they spent the whole afternoon looking for them. Running a hand uneasily through her hair as they stepped back into the castle Umi took a deep breath. Tonight was going to prove to be interesting.
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His lavender hair hung raggedly on his face, and dark circles under his eyes reemphasized his exhaustion from lack of sleep and strict concentration. He had been a living statue, scanning the horizon before him since dawn. A trickle of sweat trailed down the side of his face from his already damp forehead and his arms were practically shaking from being extended in front of him all day. He may be a Master Mage and have remarkable strength and concentration, but the daylight was fading and he was growing weary and hopeless. The wind ripped at his cape and his eyes finally snapped open. Slowly bring down his stiff arms, Clef stretched his legs and massaged his shoulders, eyes never leaving the blinding fog wall before him. His entire presence practically screamed of his fatigue as he stood on the shore, shoulders hunched over. But the rage he had felt since the moment he had heard Umi's screams in his mind, never left him, and still shone brightly in his eyes.
He had tried so many different incantations and attempts in his search for a glimmer of the pathway to the Isle that he had lost count. Every time he grew close to finding the answer he needed, it slipped through his fingers. He could feel the final traces of the pathway, as it had been used recently. Its dim glow was imprinted in the back of his mind, yet he could not grasp it firmly. He was certain he any other mage or person wouldn't have even been able to detect its dying, faint glow, but it angered him none the less. The ancients had certainly outdone themselves when they made this barrier.
He was remarkably calm, unmoving until he clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. Allowing his staff to unceremoniously fall the rocky shore Clef let out an aggravated, blood curdling, yell of frustration. He swiftly bent to grab a large jagged rock and violently hurled it into the mist. He never heard its splash as it landed in the water. Bent over from his exertion, chest heaving, he shot a deadly look to the mist, staying that way for quite some time.
His eyes suddenly grew big at the realization of his outburst and he spun on his heal, retrieving his staff, stomping over to his horse. Running a shaking hand through his tussled hair in an attempt to gain his composure, he began to set up the starts of a camp. What had just happened to him? He had not lost his composure in such a manner since he was a young man. He was Master Mage Clef, known for his calm cool and reason in times of distress. He couldn't be a Master Mage without that ability. And he had allowed his rage to just take him now? Ashamed and angered with himself and the situation that was breaking his composure; he silently thanked the gods that no one had been around to see his display. He must remain strong and in control.
Letting out a defeated sigh Clef looked at his hands and slowly shuffled up to his waiting horse, tied to the nearby tree. Laughing lightly he straightened his jacket and flipped back his long bangs. "We'll let that little display be just our little secret okay?" He walked to the horse and ran his hand over its smooth flank. "No need for the others to know I'm on the edge of loosing it. Come on, let's get you watered." The horse almost seemed to nod in understanding at the tired Mage as Clef untied its reigns and led it to the shore.
He had a blazing fire going and a small area sheltered by the large trees cleared before the sky shifted to its brilliant orange huge of evening. Lifting his hand in front of him he formed a glowing sphere which he threw to the sky. It spun dizzily, suspended in air before it flew off into the distance. "That should help them find their way." Clef turned to look at his horse which was once again tied to a tree, staring at him with large brown eyes. "And I'm still talking to my horse." Clef laughed as he collapsed under a nearby tree and shifted his weight around in an attempt to get comfortable. "Brilliant!" His voice was barely above a whisper. The realization of exactly how undeniably tired he was sank in as he wearily gazed into the dancing flames of the fire. The strain of the day's concentration, his lack of sleep the past night, the overwhelming worry and anger was almost too much. Sighing, he let his head lull back to rest against the tree, his bangs shading his eyes. The Knights would be here soon, he noted with appreciation. But he still had not found the way through the fog and they all would only be in the same situation, stuck. Running through his dwindling options in his head Clef closed his eyes and slipped into an exhausted dreamless sleep.
Daylight had just given way to a dim evening sky when a fierce gust of wind rushed through the camp waking Clef. The ground shook as two monstrous manshin landed near the rocky shore. Hikaru and Fuu were already outside of their manshin, rushing to Clef's side when the terrifying screech of Ascot's 'friend' was heard in the distance as it approached. Hikaru kneeled by Clef's side and her eye's could not hide her worry, "My God Clef, you look like shit." Clef stared at her in amazement over bluntness and Hikaru let out a high pitched squeak as Fuu jabbed her in the side with her elbow. "I uh. I mean, you're not looking very well Clef. I'm. I was. uh."
Clef cut off her floundering words with his calm cool voice, "It's alright Hikaru, I am aware of my appearance. I didn't have the most restful night."
"I'm sure you didn't," Ascot's cold voice cut in as he jumped from the back of the bird beast that had just landed. A fiery warning glance from Hikaru stopped Ascot from continuing. The ruby eyed warrior wasn't about to let the young bal go off into another rant in front of Clef. She and Fuu had warned him before they left, that he was to watch his behavior and speech if he was to join them on the journey. The two girls were more than aware of the uneasiness between Clef and Ascot when it came to Umi.
"What are we doing all the way out here Clef?" questioned Ferio as he took a fantastic leap off the back of Ascot's 'friend' and came to stand behind protectively behind Fuu, placing an arm about her waist. A loud "puu" was heard as Mokona jumped from the beast as well and hopped up to Hikaru's feet. Fuu looked to Ferio as if to ask why he had brought along the creature. "Don't look at me, it wouldn't leave us be until we allowed it to climb on for the ride," he whispered.
"We are attempting to find our way to the island beyond the mist," Clef finished by gesturing towards the shore. The extent of the fog's thickness was plainly visible in the early evening's light.
Ascot scoffed, "What island Clef? I've heard of no." A strong hand came down to grasp Ascot's shoulder, stopping him. Ascot turned to look at Lantis who did not return his glare but calmly looked to Clef and the others.
"An island that was never meant to be visited by us," Clef continued in a low voice. He was not at all pleased that Ascot had come to his aid along with the others, but he hid is distaste behind an emotionless mask. "Which is why few know of it and the ancients made the barrier wall of fog. It blocks a great deal of magic and the pathway to it is remarkably well hidden." Clef rubbed the back of his neck in annoyance. "Armatus plainly stated in his letter that he had taken Umi to Satoria. I'm sure he was so open with her whereabouts for a reason, but I don't know what that is."
"Satoria?" Hikaru's sweet voice questioned.
"The Isle of the empaths, inhabited by only these women and that which they protect," Clef answered.
"An entire island of only women? Man, what I would have given to know about this place." Fuu coldly looked up at Ferio and he began to stutter. "That is to say, I'd have liked to know about it before I met you dearest. I was only joking!" Fuu shook her head and looked to Clef again. "What? Fuu, please, I." Ferio continued to fumble until Fuu silenced him by placing a single finger to his lips and pecking him on the cheek. Hikaru giggled at Ferio's befuddled expression.
"Who is this Armatus?" Lantis's strong voice cutting in startled the group.
Clef let out a long sigh and looked up into the canopy of the tree he rested against. Closing his eyes in thought he spoke. "Armatus and I have known each other since we were young, before we both left our small village to answer our calling to be mages. We both studied together for years, side by side, as our talents developed. As we progressed in our studies it became evident that we were each being prepared for separate important tasks." Clef brought his hand up to rub the back of his neck and looked to the girls. "My skills soon surpassed Armatus's and I was prepared to take on the title of Master Mage. Armatus, in turn, began to master the magic and skills to weave astounding illusions and the elders decided he was fit to become protector of the Isle."
The group continued to listen in obedient silence as Clef explained the tasks presented to Armatus and himself. Armatus was one of the only links between the hidden island and the mainland of Cephiro. He noted the importance of keeping the island hidden in history and fog because of the demon imprisoned there. The group listened intently as Clef admitted that he himself had never been to Satoria and that his recount of the island's history most likely contained many holes and inaccuracies. His brief and unsure explanation of the island's female inhabitants and of that which they guarded only drew confused looks from the group.
"I eventually took the title of Master Mage and I did not see or hear from Armatus for many ages. I knew he was dutifully carrying out his task and humbly roaming the land while he waited for a calling from the Island's High Priestess. That is why it was such a surprise when I began to receive written word from him about his distress and excitement. He wrote to me of how he had fallen in love with the High Priestess of Satoria. Apparently we both knew the Priestess. Her name is Desdemona and she had been a close friend of ours when we were young. We had both been saddened when she mysteriously disappeared from our village in our youth but I believe Armatus held other feelings for her and was more deeply affected. I was torn between expressing my happiness for the two to meet again, as a friend, and my concern through my status as Master Mage, to what this meant for Cephiro and Satoria. I expressed my concern and words of warning to him and he assured me that he wouldn't let his feelings allow him to put the general populace in danger. I again lost contact with Armatus and hadn't heard from him since long before the Magic Knights were called to Cephiro."
Clef wearily stood as he continued, "Recently I received another unexpected letter from Armatus. He expressed a wish to meet with me to discuss urgent matters concerning the stone wall and the possible resurgence of the demon it held captive. Usually this matter would be handled by the empaths and their priestess and I would not need to interfere. I was sure that I had received the letter because Armatus was concerned for the well being of the woman who he loved and wasn't thrilled with the idea of letting her sacrifice herself to imprison the monster again. The rest becomes confused and unclear. I agreed to meet Armatus and I had hoped to handle the situation quietly and without notice but Umi demanded to travel with me. The first evening we camped I began to notice things were not right and then." He trailed off and clenched his fists. "I'm lead to believe that Armatus has been taken control of by the demon in the stone and I don't know any more." Clef finished with a determined look in his weary eyes and he leaned heavily on his staff.
Fuu, lost in a look of concentration and deep thought, startled the others from their silence when she spoke. "This is all a lot to take in. But why hasn't the Priestess Desdemona put a stop to this and taken control of the situation as her position would require."
Clef nodded in agreement, "That is what also worries me. I am lead to believe that something has happened to the Priestess, or she would have already opened the pathway for me in an attempt to help me correct the situation."
"The pathway," escaped Hikaru's lips as she looked up to Clef. "Well, you have tried your best Clef. Maybe a short rest would benefit you? Who knows what may come to you with a slightly clearer mind."
A disturbed look flashed across Clef's face. "To delay any further." he trailed off.
"We do not know what it would mean Clef. But we don't have many options," Fuu finished.
Ferio came up behind Clef and rested a reassuring hand on the Mage's shoulder. "Umi is a strong woman."
"We are not abandoning her or our task. We are being practical for the moment," Lantis's cool voice cut in.
"And I'm positive you will get us to Satoria Clef," Hikaru encouraged.
Clef nodded his head in defeat. The adrenaline that has coursed through his body, pushing him forward, had long since been spent. His condition was only deteriorating as he continued on. Fuu gave him a reassuring smile as she urged him to sit back down with a light push of her hand. Clef unceremoniously plopped down wish a huff and leaded against the tree. Fuu motioned to Hikaru with a flick of the wrist and two ladies left the Master Mage to rest as they joined the other men who had already left to sit near the fire.
Ferio, carelessly reclining against a large fallen log, his feet nonchalantly crossed in front of him, was amusedly watching Mokona bounce around the fire. Lantis sat silently, a stone sentinel, staring into the flames. Not a trace of emotion passed over his face. Displeased about being forced to wait, Ascot sat hunched over, one leg propped up in front of him. A look of distaste clearly plastered on his face he set to slowly cracking each of his knuckles. Hikaru cringed at the sound as she approached.
Ferio let out a loud exaggerated sigh as he shifted to get comfortable, folding his hands across his stomach. "You really should learn to relax, Ascot. Learn to enjoy the breaks given to you," Ferio commented in amusement.
"Relax!?" Ascot's eyebrows raised in anger as he coldly eyed the Prince. "Who knows what danger Umi is in right now? What danger faces Cephiro? And we're just sitting here!"
Fuu daintily sat next to Ferio and gave Ascot a warning glace. "There is really nothing we can do at the moment Ascot. We do not know how to pass through the barrier and Master Clef has exhausted himself attempting to find the pathway. We are all worried about Miss Umi and I'm sure our concern can't even compare to the feelings Clef must be fighting with. I'm certain that he wishes to go to Umi's aid as quickly as possible."
"It wouldn't be advantageous to have the Master Mage drop from exhaustion in the middle of a battle," Lantis's cool voice added. Ascot's eyes dropped from Fuu's and he focused on a nearby pebble which he plucked from the ground.
"So, let's see if we can think of any way to help while we let Clef rest. This barrier is going to be something we'll have to deal with when we battle if we plan to use magic," Hikaru added as she scooped up the twirling Mokona. "Mokona, would you be kind enough to provide us with a little something to eat?" The creature happily nodded and "puued" in response as it jumped from her arms. The gem on its head glowed and platters of sandwiches and jugs of water lay before them. Mokona proudly stood by the trays as Hikaru cheerfully thanked the creature and began passing out the food pausing momentarily to take note of the now dark sky.
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Which turn did she have to take again? An aggravated sigh escaped the sapphire haired beauty's lips as she eyed two sets of stairways at the end of the long hallway she occupied. She was so confident that she would be able to find her way back to her chamber after dinner that she had assured Selena that she would be fine and that Selena could see to her chores and duties. Cursing her luck Umi walked to the other end of the hallway and sat down in a huff on the stone bench in the small alcove that was nestled between the two opposing stairways. As she racked her brain for any hint of the direction she was supposed to take, she absentmindedly pulled her hair over her shoulder, beginning to braid it, her fingers meticulously dancing and weaving her hair together.
Dinner had been a little too intense for her liking. The other empaths seemed to pay no mind or interest when she and Selena had returned from their trip to gather wildflowers. Umi had helped set the long table at which they all dined, making the flowers into a nice center piece. It was when Armatus made his appearance that Umi felt herself put on edge. He greeted the women warmly and waited for them all to be seated before he took his own seat at the table. Umi who had sat herself next to Selena spent the entire meal trying to avoid his gaze and hide herself behind her friend. But did she ever know that he was watching her! She could practically feel his eyes burning into her as she focused on her food, skimming over her body as she stood to help clear the plates, eyeing her curiously as she contentedly spoke with the other women as they sat by the fire after the meal. It was as if he was waiting for her to do something spectacular, to sprint from the room in a passion and throw herself into the icy waters in an attempt to escape? She had tried to provoke him earlier, and he had seemed quite taken back and amused. Was she now some form of entertainment and he was waiting in anticipation for the show to begin? Or perhaps it bordered more on along the lines that Selena had mentioned.
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He had been watching her all evening. How she would elegantly flick her wrists as she pulled her long, glorious hair back. The beautiful smile that played on her lips as she spoke to the other girls. The amusing way she attempted to hide her discomfort from him, knowing full well he was watching her. The way the dress she now wore made her look so much more like.
She had been quick to leave the other women's company this evening and he was pleased to see she was going to try to find her way back to her room from the dinning hall on her own. He had followed her, wanting to see if she would attempt anything, more than happy to run into her again, no other women for her to hide behind. Her annoyance and aggravation at finding herself lost had been very amusing! Running his gloved hand through his chestnut bangs, a sly grin playing on his lips, he stepped out of the shadows and into her view. She looked angelic, framed by the ached alcove, practically glowing from the warm orange light cast on her by the torches that lit the hallway. How could this fiery woman look so calm and serene as she plaited her hair, her eyes far away and lost in thought, he wondered?
He began to approach her, his boots clicking on the stone floor. With a startled gasp she looked up to see him advancing towards her. Her hands fumbled with her hair and then dropped the long braid in her quickened, nervous state. She looked frantically to her left and right, readying to flee up one of the stairways in an instance, but she stayed. She looked up to him again, ready to face him, eyes stone cold, face set with a look of determination. He chuckled to himself, enjoying making her so nervous, pleased to no end that she was going to show him some more of her spirited attitude.
"My Lady," he broke the silence with a voice as smooth as liquid silk. "Whatever are you doing sitting in this cold alcove? Surely you were not waiting here in hopes that I may come along and find you?"
A cold blue fire burned in her deep cerulean eyes as she glared at him. "Don't flatter yourself," she paused and with a huff spit out her next words. "I'm lost. I can't find my way back to my room."
"Ah! Well, we can't have the lady spend the entire night in a dank stairwell, now can we? Allow me to escort you back to your room then?" A smooth smile played on his lips as he offered his gloved hand to her. Just to reinforce her defiance she whipped her blue locks behind her shoulder and sternly stood, brushing past his offered hand. This made him laugh out loud and she eyed him coolly as he controlled himself and gestured to the stairwell to his right. "After you my lady!"
Umi eyed him wearily over her shoulder as she proceeded up the stairwell, tangling her fingers nervously in her skirts as she lifted them to climb the stairs. Should she should spin on her heal, forcefully bringing her elbow to his stomach, hopefully knocking the wind out of him and perhaps throwing him down the stairs? He might hit his head and fall unconscious, giving her time to. To what? She had nowhere to run; he wasn't really posing an immediate threat either. But he made her feel so damn uncomfortable! Why should she have to play nice with a man who kidnapped her to potentially lure Clef here to maybe release an evil spirit that would destroy all of Cephiro? She gritted her teeth. What other choice did she really have at the moment? Selena was right when she spoke of the "odd but concerning" balance they pretended to happily hold on Satoria. Umi waited at the top of the stairway for Armatus. At least he was keeping a reasonable distance from her.
"This way," he noted as he calmly passed Umi, eyeing her with mild amusement. He knew all too well how uncomfortable he was making her. They continued on in silence, Umi obediently following Armatus, her head down watching the back of his feet as she followed. The only sounds that were heard in the echoing hallway were that of their footsteps.
"You seem to have quickly made friends here. Did you enjoy your day of 'gathering flowers'?" He emphasized the last words and slowed his pace to watch her response.
Umi's stomach clenched and she began to wonder how much Armatus had been watching her that day before Selena gave her the dragon clasp. She didn't know what he exactly knew about how she kept herself busy during the day. Did he know of her plans? Swallowing her worry she continued to look straight ahead as they approached the stairway up to her chamber, she kept her voice neutral as she curtly replied, "Yes."
"Hmmmm," he mused. "And here I was expecting the young lady who 'doesn't follow orders well' to cause me trouble. I guess you really are just a kitten deep down, and not quite the tiger you made yourself out to be." He smiled devilishly at her as they stopped in front of the stairwell.
He was trying to provoke her, she knew it. Spinning on her heel abruptly, she looked up into his shinning green eyes. Seething with anger she clenched her fists. Raising an eyebrow she snidely laughed. "Even kittens have claws. You would do well to remember that."
My, but she was beautiful when she was angry. He flashed his handsome smile as he smoothly closed the distance between them. "Ah, but kittens are so cute. And I personally don't feel very threatened by a harmless little kitten." He let his eyes travel up and down her body for good measure as he finished his last words, more than enjoying angering her further. "You know," he continued, his voice a low grumble. His hand ran up her back to pull his fingers through her loose braid. "Your hair suits you much better down."
Umi's eyes widened in shock as she felt his fingers lightly travel the curve of her spine to loosen her braid, letting her locks fall free. Her eyes, blazing blue flames, narrowed immediately and she growled her warning, "You would be wise to keep your distance Sir!"
"Ah yes, the fair maiden is spoken for. But I am intrigued by what she plans to do."
"You'd be surprised," she coldly spat as she swiftly brought her knee up, hoping to leave him stunned and cringing in pain with the target she had in mind. He blocked her attack by managing to roughly grab the back of her knee, pulling her sharply towards him, seductively hiking her knee up to his waist.
Smiling triumphantly down at her shocked expression, his eyes glowed a disturbing green. He placed his mouth next to her ear as he clicked his tongue and scolded, "Ah ah ah. naughty kitty." Disgusted and enraged Umi roughly shoved herself away from him, barely leaving herself enough time to find her balance before a loud crack was heard echoing through the hallway. Armatus was left to stare at the blue beauty in shock, his hand cradling his throbbing cheek.
"I won't say it again. You will keep your distance!" Her strong voiced boomed through the empty hallway and she sprinted up the stairway to her room, slamming the wooden door for good measure. The exaggerated sound of a key turning in the metal lock of her door only served to reemphasize her point.
"So spirited!" he laughed as he turned to find his way to his own chambers, still rubbing his reddened cheek. This was proving to be remarkably entertaining.
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Stay tuned for Chapter Seven. Thank you for reading and for sticking with me. I know it is horrible of me to take so long with each chapter. And I can't promise that the next one will come any faster. Reviews and emails are always welcomed and appreciated.
-Samui
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I'm back! I'm sorry for the wait. This chapter was quite the endeavor. I kept rethinking things over as I tackled it, figuring out just where I was going. Thing have slightly morphed from my original plans, but I hope for the best. I had to use this chapter to set up a lot of things and explain the back story, I'm sorry if it's too dull. But seriously, this chapter got long, how many pages? Just hitting 18? But let's just say it's a reward for waiting so long.
Thank you too all the readers that are sticking with me, and who write me those encouraging emails and reviews. You make me want to finish this puppy when it sometimes seems too daunting or I have writer's block. So I'm going to try something I've seen other authors do to let reviews know they are appreciated. Little notes for you!
Umi-chan - Your emails were a wonderful encouragement. I'm glad I could help you out in your writing. I just wish I could get the chapters out as quickly as you do.
Silver Dragonfly - Hope this chapter gives you a little more on exactly what Umi and Clef have been pulled into.
AnGeL_w1nG - I'm sorry my updates aren't as speedy as you and other readers would like. I know I'd like to update more quickly as well. But that pesky school gets in the way. *sigh* Stick with me.
blazingIcEph0enix, Maria, Fire Mistress, Clef-chan, and Keichan - I'm glad you all are enjoying the story! Hope this story will give your Umi/Clef fill by the time it's finished.
Drkdemon - Sorry for the lack of Clef-ie goodness. I'll try harder in future chapters.
Shnickers- Thank you for the review. I'm glad you like the story. And yes, a tiny little Clef teasing Umi about her amount of clothing would be rather odd. ^_^;
Anyway, on with the story!
Disclaimer: Rayearth is the property of CLAMP/Kodansha, not me obviously! Original characters do belong to me though. Please R&R. ^_^
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Devotions
Author: Blue Angel Samui
Chapter Six: Stone Beauty
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He surveyed the land from a steep cliff overlooking the shoreline. His horse stomped the ground impatiently as it grew restless with the lack of activity. The creature was still intoxicated with the unbridled energy and magic that seemed to flow over it and the rider as they pushed to reach their destination. Clef patted the horse's neck uninterestedly as he strained his eyes, hoping to see something past the fog that blocked his view. With an aggravated sigh he shook his head and dismounted. This general area of Cephiro's forests and border left one with an eerie and mystic feeling. It was no wonder that they had chosen this spot so many ages ago to house what they had to hide.
The cold damp ground gave under his weight as he dismounted and Clef looked down, annoyed to see his boots slowly sinking in the mud and filth. Dead leaves were abundant and clung to the ground in a matted layer. The ancient trees were enormous and dark, towering over the Master Mage, leaving a sense of foreboding. It was almost dawn and the forest was silent after the previous night's downpour.
Clef wiped his wet bangs from his eyes and began to shake out his cloak. The air was chilled and his breath could be seen as small clouds and he exhaled. He was soaked and chilled to the bone but he seemed to pay no mind as he stood in deep thought. A nudge from his horse made Clef turn and look to the creature and let out a defeated sigh. Throwing his hand down abruptly his clothes dried and the horse was unsaddled and tied to a nearby tree. Uttering a few words under his breath he extended his arm and twisted his wrist in a quick circle. The air buzzed with electricity and his staff materialized in his hand.
His letter should have reached the Knights at the castle by now and they were most likely on their way. He thought it best to search for the castle beyond the mists while he awaited their arrival, that way they all could immediately set out and do what they need to. He would have preferred to handle the situation entirely on his own. Only a few knew of the hidden castle in the mists, and there was reason for that. The problem that those before him had foreseen was coming to pass. He couldn't fool himself into thinking that this was just a minor ripple in the ocean of problems that waited to spill forth, this was the breaking point, he was sure. It was best to ask for the Magic Knights. He couldn't handle this entirely on his own now, and he wasn't going to take chances when it involved both his love and the land he had spent so many ages caring for.
Leaning his staff in the crook of his arm he extended his hands out toward the wall of fog that danced across the water and the shoreline. Touching his two index fingers and his thumbs to form a triangle he closed his eyes and focused. The water rhythmically washing onto the stony shore was all that could be heard as he stood there in silence trying to search through the mist. Minutes passed and he furrowed his brow together in frustration when he wasn't rewarded for his efforts. Of course it would be more difficult than this to be able to locate the pathway through!
Flexing his hands in anger he shook out his shoulders and began again. The wind blew past and played with his cape and hair but he paid no notice. He remained in his trance, undisturbed, slowly letting his hands and mind scan the horizon. An hour passed and the tense silence and concentration continued. Finally, taking in a long calming breath he slowly opened his eyes and shook his head. No emotions played on his stone cold features and he stared out into the fog and he carefully lowered his arms. Bringing one hand to rub his temple he let out an aggravated sigh. This was proving to be even more difficult than he had planed.
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Umi ran a hand past her ear, taming the stray hair strands that continued to fall into her eyes. "I must really look like hell," she admitted to herself. Quickly and quietly she traveled down the spiraling stone steps that led from the room she had awoken in. After warming herself by the fire and attempting to get a grasp on her situation she decided it was best to explore and look for Selena. Sitting around would get her nowhere, and she wasn't one to wait patiently anyway. Her fingers explored the cold stone of the walls as she hurried past. The stairway abruptly ended and Umi carefully peered out into the large connected hallway. She had been told she was free to wander the castle yet she still felt a need to be wary. Who knew when that Armatus character would show up again?
There wasn't a soul in sight, yet the soft, feminine, melodic laughter and voices could be heard. The hallway was dim from the lack of windows and was lit by the torches hanging from the walls. The ceiling was low and the hallway itself was remarkably small. Looking to her left and right Umi could see other enclosed staircases leading off into darkness. An arched door-like opening was positioned across from Umi and she cautiously approached it and leaned on the wooden banister that made it more of a window than a doorway. Umi gasped as she looked down into another room. A large stone common room lay before her, warmly lit by the raging fire in the large stone fireplace centered on the opposing wall. Many women sat casually in the room, spinning, sewing, and chatting. They were dressed similarly to Selena, their long hair down and free. Umi carefully assessed the women and was surprised as two new women appeared from an entrance just below her "window" that was placed high in the stone wall. One of the two new women laughed and patted the other on the shoulder before turning to look towards the entrance again. Umi's tense shoulders relaxed when she recognized the raven haired girl as Selena. As if sensing being watched Selena leaned back and smiled at Umi.
"Come and join us won't you?" she questioned in her birdlike voice.
Umi froze, startled, and watched as the other women turned to see who Selena was speaking to. No hint of malice or anger played on the women's faces. The older women smiled warmly while the younger women's eyes grew big as they gapped at the sapphire haired girl.
"The staircase behind you, on the left, leads down here," she continued gesturing to Umi with and elegant wave of her hand.
Umi numbly nodded and turned to find the staircase. Uneasily she made her way down the twisting uneven stairs. Approaching the arched opening that lead into the common room Umi began to unintentionally wring her cold hands as she softly stepped into the room. Selena was immediately at her side, greeting her while leading her to the center of the group of women.
"My friends, we have an unexpected visitor from the mainland. May I introduce Lady Umi," Selena began, gesturing to Umi.
Umi closed her eyes and inclined her head ever so slightly in recognition of the women in the room, unsure of what she was supposed to do. As she raised her gaze her eyes met those of a much older woman sitting comfortably in front of a spinning wheel. The woman's eyes seemed to stare right into her very soul and Umi was put on edge yet again. The general feeling of the whole room was like that she had never experienced. She felt oddly aware of herself, thoughts and emotions. The older woman smiled knowingly and nodded in return. The younger women in the room chattered anxiously and eyed Umi with excitement and curiosity. Something about this whole scene didn't sit right with Umi and shifted her weight uneasily.
The older woman broke through the chatter in her strong but warm voice, "It is a pleasure to meet you Lady Warrior of the Water." Umi jaw dropped in shock. The older woman lightly laughed and gestured for Umi to step closer. Selena placed her hand on Umi's lower back and encouraged her to step forward.
The old woman continued with a smile, "It is unusual that one who has never met an empath can sense the presence of our powers. Normally, they would be blissfully unaware."
"Empath?" Umi questioned.
"Yes my dear, you are in a room full of them. We have been gifted with the power to sense and read other's emotions and most of us have basic healing powers. It is our calling to comfort those with troubled minds and auras. You, my dear, have the presence of the dragon about your aura. It is quite an honor to meet such a privileged and legendary female warrior."
Umi ran a hand over the back of her neck in her mild embarrassment, "Please. I'm just."
"The one who may be able to help us," the older woman finished. Umi looked at her questioningly. "My name is Helena young one. Please ease yourself; you have nothing to fear from any of these ladies. I'm sure they would all be very happy if your emotions weren't so heavily burdened with fear and worry." Umi gave a rather annoyed and indignant look to the woman. She didn't appreciate being seen as weak through her emotions and she sure as hell didn't enjoy the thought of the every woman in the room having a field day reading her. Turning her head quickly to the side she silenced two chattering younger girls who were blatantly staring at her, with an icy stare. She was becoming a little annoyed with all the new information that she had been flooded with since she had woken up.
"My dear, please do not take offense. We can all see the strength of your will. It is understandable, these feelings that you harbor, after all that has happened to you." Umi's eyes widened in shock and Helena nodded knowing with a smile and motioned for Umi to sit next to her on her bench. Selena smiled to Umi and nodded in assurance. Umi daintily sat next to Helena and nearly jumped when Helena raised her soft, aged hand to lightly touch Umi's forehead. An amazingly comforting wave of warmth filled Umi as the tension and fear that had plagued her began to drain from her senses. Umi's eyes fluttered shut as Helena shared her fear and worry, lifting the weight from her burdened mind, putting her at ease. When Helena removed her hand Umi looked to the woman with gratitude and amazement. Her mind felt clear and sharp, she felt as if she would be able to handle whatever it was that she would have to face in the time waiting for Clef.
"You'll have to excuse me; I didn't ask your permission to help. It was rather rude of me."
Umi shook her head, "No, thank you. That was amazing." Umi stared at Helena with wonder, "you have helped me immensely. With this ability of yours, it is a wonder I haven't met or heard of empaths on the mainland. Your skills would be widely sought wouldn't they be?"
Helena laughed lightly, "It is not quite that simple my Lady. Selena," Selena stepped away from the group of girls with whom she was speaking and waited for Helena to continue. "Please take the Lady and find her some dry clothes, these damp ones won't due if she doesn't want to catch a chill. Then maybe you can show her around the castle and answer any of her questions. Tell her about our. situation." Selena nodded and made the intricate gesture with her hands that Umi had seen her do earlier.
"Come Lady Umi, there is much to do."
Umi stood and turned to Helena, "Thank you so much again."
"It was my pleasure child," Helena replied turning back to her spinning. "Now go."
Maneuvering her way through the crowd of women Umi followed Selena to one of the stone archways and followed her out of the common room that had suddenly began to feel so comforting and safe. Seeing through clear eyes and thinking with a settled mind she decided she wouldn't let this situation over come her. Eyes wandering over the cracks of the stone floor as she went Umi tilted her head to the side in thought.
"Selena?"
"Yes Lady Umi?" Selena continued to lead Umi through the halls.
"Why does this castle look so different from the other structures in Cephiro? I mean, it looks hand built."
"That's because it was Lady Umi."
"Okay, first of all you can stop calling me 'Lady Umi'. Umi is just fine." Umi paused in her movement and Selena turned to face her with a questioning look. Umi smiled, "There is no need for formalities if we're going to be friends." Selena smiled and nodded. "Second," Umi continued. "Why didn't you just use magic and will to build the castle?"
Selena turned and started to walk again, leading Umi to another set of stairs. "I'm sure Master Armatus has mentioned the barrier to you Lady. I mean, Umi." Umi let out a disgruntled sigh in response. "The barrier was set before the castle was built, to protect what we house here."
"The empaths?" Umi asked as they approached a thick wooden door.
"Not exactly."
Selena easily maneuvered her way down the twisting stairway leading Umi into a warm and bustling kitchen. Women hustled about in the glow of the fireplace, busying themselves with their various tasks. Wide eyed Umi took everything in and continued to follow Selena who opened a door in the back of the kitchen and motioned for Umi to enter. The room appeared to be a washroom and linen closet. A thin open doorway in the back of the room led outside from what Umi could tell, as the sound of birds and a cold draft seemed to emanate from the doorway. Selena began to busy herself looking through the piled linens as Umi wandered over to the large fireplace and looked over the washboards and scrub bins. "If you would like to take a bath later, I can arrange one for you," Selena offered, pointing to the corner of the room. Umi looked over to the corner to see a folded screen and a large tub. Not the most elegant of bathing situations. Certainly nothing like the large baths she and the girls used back in their castle. She almost laughed out loud at the thought. 'Their castle', since when did she feel the castle was partially hers, her home? Umi looked uneasily at the bath tub again and gave a little defeated sigh.
"I would like that," Umi answered.
"You'll have to give me ample warning when you would like to, it takes quite a bit of time to boil all the water." Umi nodded in understanding.
"Here we are!" Umi looked up from her musings in the corner of the room and turned to Selena who was triumphantly holding up a dress much like her own in style. "I made this one myself. The fabric took quite some time to weave but the dying was the tricky part," she happily chirped.
Umi's jaw dropped. "You 'made' that?"
"Of course, how do you think we get clothes?" Selena teased as she handed the dress to Umi. "I'll take your dress and hang it out to dry with your cloak."
"Oh, I had forgotten about my cloak. Thank you."
Selena nodded, "Oh, I'll be right back." And she rushed out the door small door Umi had noticed earlier.
Setting up the changing screen just for modesty's sake, Umi began to peel off the damp and heavy dress. She had no idea that the garment would be so adapt at holding water for so long. Shivering she rubbed her discerningly pale arms and began to pulled on the dress Selena had handed to her. Did it feel good to put on fresh dry clothes! Umi stepped from behind the screen as she fastened the long belt that rested at her hips, and admired Selena's work. The dress was a deep, rich purple at her shoulders and blended to a beautiful royal blue at her feet. The dress was unbelievably comfortable, draping flatteringly around her form. Running her hand over the fabric Umi smiled at the bumpy and mildly uneven feel, she could tell the fabric was hand woven, and she was all the more impressed.
"Oh, don't you look pretty!" Selena skipped over to Umi and took her hand.
"Thank you, it's a beautiful dress."
Selena smiled and Umi looked questioningly to her hand. Turning Umi's hand over Selena placed the silver dragon clasp that had held Umi's cloak. "You don't want to be loosing this pretty little piece."
"Thank you." Umi looked at it in surprise and fastened it at her hip at the clasp of her long belt.
A sly smile played on Selena's lips. "I've placed a mild blocking spell on it. Some magics aren't that difficult to manage even with the barrier," she said softly. "He won't be able to so easily using scrying to check in on you now."
"Scrying? Who?"
"Armatus," Selena answered gathering up Umi's discarded dress in her arms, motioning with her head for Umi to follow her. She one again went through the small back door and led Umi down a thin open stairway that hugged the outside wall of the castle. "Scrying is how mages are able to watch and see things, where they are not. I'm sure he has used it to check on you already this morning, and he plans on keeping an eye on you that way. This should make things a little more interesting for him. Your little dragon will cloud his viewer." Selena laughed lightly as she walked over to a group of trees where clothes lines hung and began to pin up Umi's dress.
Scrying is how mages see. Umi thought uneasily about the subject. He could have been watching her already this morning? The idea made Umi uncomfortable. And she had just changed her clothes! The idea that he may have been watching her then made her seethe with anger. Did all mages use scrying? Umi thought back and tilted her head in astonishment. Clef used scrying too, she had never thought twice about it, or what it was called. How many times had she wandered into the main hall to see Clef staring at the ceiling surveying Cephiro? They had all used his talents to watch the fighting during the last battle. And he had always been able to check in on her and the girls when they had first arrived in Cephiro. As the realization hit her she wondered how many other times he had used to scrying to perhaps check in on her. A sly smile played on her lips; he could possibly be quite the Peeping Tom.
"Selena," Umi suddenly became anxious. "How do you live with knowing he may be watching? He might have been watching us in the common room."
Selena clapped her hands together as she finished with her task. "He wasn't. He knows better than to try that with all those empaths sitting around. We're far too aware if someone is scrying. I could tell he was watching you for a little while when I first saw you this morning. Right before he arrived." She smiled to the blue haired girl in triumph.
"So, why all these empaths in one area, and why are you all cut off from Cephiro. Why does it seem that Armatus is the only man around here?"
"Because he is the only man on the island." Umi gave Selena an incredulous look. "Come," Selena continued. "I'll try to explain things, and Armatus is usually gone or meditating in his chambers around now. We won't have to worry much about him."
Umi followed Selena down the rock terrain behind the trees leading down to the shore. Weaving their way past the rocks, paying little attention to the wind that flew over the water and ripped at their hair and skirts the two women continued on. Soon they came to a path, leading up from the shore, into a wooded area. Umi was grateful that the uneven jagged rocks gave way to a soft dirt pathway. She was becoming annoyed with stubbing her toes and slipping on the loose rocks. The pathway was abnormally dark, the trees leaning over it, shielding the sky from view. A scattered pattern of speckled sunlight danced through the shifting leaves of the trees. Umi followed, amazed by the beauty of the woods, the fresh scent of the ocean still drifting through the wall of trees. It was eerie though, not a sound was heard in the woods. Not the sound of their footsteps, their rustling skirts, the water crash on the shore, the wind whipping through the leaves of the trees, no birds singing. Umi wondered if she even spoke would her voice be heard or would her words be eaten by the deafening silence.
It was after a good amount of walking Selena let out a sigh of relief and looked back to Umi as they stepped into a clearing. It was lighter in the clearing, but the enormous trees that stood as silent sentinels still blacked most the sky from view. Nothing seemed to stir in the clearing, the long grass didn't quake and the fallen leaves didn't rustle. Umi pulled her hair back behind her shoulders as if she would tie it back as she leaned back to look towards the high canopy of the trees.
"This is what the barrier hides," Selena finally broke the silence and continued into the clearing. Before them stood a long stone wall, cracked and covered with moss from its age. In the center of the circular clearing was a stone table. Umi's eyes grew big as she took in the wall, walking closer as she admired the work, the stone slightly glittering from the abundance of quartz in its makeup. Umi could not begin to describe the beauty and intricacy of the carvings on the rock. Before her was a mural, two main figures stood out at its center. It seemed as if beautiful, flawless stone statues were pulling themselves out of the stone wall.
A winged, well defined man was at the center. Only clothed in the cloths that draped around his waist, his graceful body twisted and arched back at the waist, his arms outstretched, seemingly tied to a banister carved into the stone. He was tied back by an abundance of long strips of fabric that pulled at him from both sides, his wings arched gallantly as if he was struggling. His eyes were hidden by an amazing feather mask that he wore, along with a blindfold that had seemingly been tied over the mask, although the blindfold was slipping down, letting one sightless, stone cold eye gaze towards Umi and Selena. Umi was amazed, he almost seemed real. His long wavy hair arched about his head gloriously, almost forming a halo, and in his left hand there was an incredibly threatening sword that looked as if it was about to fall from his restrained grasp.
A woman was below him, legs together, elegantly arching to her side. She was also winged, her left wing and arm encircling the man's legs, holding him. She was draped in flowing fabric that seemed to dance about her form and yet spin it's self around the man as well, restraining him. Her long straight hair also gloriously spun about her head, circling into a halo. Her face was smooth and unmarred like porcelain, her eyes closed in a look of grief. A bird with its wings outstretched was clasped to her chest by her right hand, and her legs and arms were adorned with circlets, jewelry and what seemed to be tattoos.
The two figures were unbelievably beautiful, in their stone silence. Umi approached the wall and raised a delicate, shaking hand to run her fingers along the face of the woman. Selena quickly snatched her hand. "Don't!" she scolded. Umi looked at her in confusion. "It will haunt you, most likely take you, you will become one of them," Selena gestured towards the far ends of the stone wall. Umi's eyes widened yet again, she had been so entrapped by the two main figures she hadn't paid any mind to the rest of the wall.
The twisting fabric that restrained the man continued on both to the left and right and twisted itself through the outreaching hands of many different women. Each woman pulled on the fabric, or was twisted herself in the fabric. Some had a look of stern determination, some of regret and sorrow. They didn't appear as angelic as the main figures, but to be normal women, each beautiful in their own way. Some had similar markings under their left eye and they all appeared to be dressed similarly, much like Selena and Umi were now dressed. Umi eyed them all curiously when her attention was suddenly drawn to one of the women. Her hair was long and straight, her bangs slightly hiding a circlet that graced her head. Her sightless stone eyes stared helplessly towards the two girls, a single stone tear permanently etched on her beautiful face that had the same marking under her left eye. She herself was twisted in the fabric, using her weight to arch backwards and pull towards the end of the stone wall, one arm resting on the taught fabric in front of her, fingers ensnarled in it, almost pointing to the angels at the center of the wall. Umi gasped as she studied the woman's features. The woman held and unbelievable resemblance to herself! She felt a chill run up her spine.
Selena walked up and stood, observing from behind Umi's shoulder. "She is the real reason you received such unbelieving glances in the common room from the younger women." A line formed on Umi's brow as she looked to Selena, questioningly. "She is our former High Priestess, Umi. Desdemona."
"You carved her likeness into the stone?"
"No, she gave herself to the stone. It is the duty of the High Priestess, that if the need arises, she must give herself and her strength to the stone. Desdemona has only recently given herself to the stone. Many of the women have been grieving for her loss and it is as if they had seen her spirit when you walked into the common room this morning." Umi looked back at the carving of Desdemona. "You do bear quite the remarkable likeness to her. I'm sorry to say that that may be part of the cause of your problems and your being here."
"What do you mean? I began to think that Helena was your High Priestess, she seemed so motherly yet commanding."
Selena eyed the stone wall uneasily and moved towards the edge of the clearing, sitting on the grass facing the stone wall. Umi followed suit. "Helena is like a mother to all the girls here, this is true. She has been here for many ages, and she has the most developed powers, under those of a High Priestess. She becomes our new 'leader' you could say, when we wait for a new Priestess to feel the calling." Selena's friendly green eyes met with Umi's deep blue ones. "I myself have felt something stirring within me. I am not sure what it is. It may be the calling, but I am afraid. I do not know if I have the courage or strength to answer it, or even know if it is the calling." Selena focused on her feet that were stretched before her on the grass, lifting her leg to gracefully circle her ankle, seemingly lost in her thoughts and the simple act. Umi waited patiently for her to continue.
"While some empaths are allowed to leave the Isle to find themselves a mate only to return to bear their daughter here, and yes it is always a daughter, most women on Satoria are brought here at an early age. We are born with the calling to be an empath, and unless we receive proper training the experience can be quite overwhelming and frightening. The flood of emotions you feel and sense around you is amazing, Umi. I myself was brought here when I was but a young girl. I was so distraught at first, to leave my family and those I loved. But that is the way it is done, and has been done for centuries. I understand that it was for the best now. But I despised the man who had shown up at my family's door one day, only to take me away. That man was Master Armatus. He has been the sole protector of the entrance to this hidden Isle for ages. He is called to us and then sent out to find a new girl when the High Priestess senses one coming into her powers." Shocked, Umi looked to Selena, encouraging her to continue. "Master Armatus has not always been like he is now Umi. True, I despised him when I was young, but I grew to understand and accept my fate. He was always very kind and gentle, treating all the empaths with the utmost respect and concern. He himself, though, seemed to hate his task of whisking young girls away from their families. He seemed to wish that he had just been an ordinary man. But then, strong mages are always given stressful and usually unwanted tasks of great importance. It is their duty and calling."
Umi looked to her hands and lightly traced the ring Clef had given her. The thin stream of water sparkled and wove its way around her finger. Did Clef feel the same way she wondered? She knew he held great responsibility being the Master Mage, caring for all of Cephiro's well being. Did he too hate his crushing and maybe overwhelming responsibility? Did he ever wish he was just an ordinary man? Umi's heart ached at the thought.
"Maybe that is what drew her to him. His remorse, yet undying sense of duty and his kindness," Selena looked once again to Umi to drive home the point. "There are no men on Satoria for a purpose Umi. It is too dangerous. That is why when Desdemona and Armatus fell in love it was so traumatic. The protector of the Isle had always only come when he was called to bring a new girl otherwise he wandered the mainland of Cephiro, a drifter, waiting for the call to come again. At first they denied their love for each other, he respected his place and would only come to the island when called. But it became too much for the two of them and Desdemona would call to him and open the pathway for him when there was no new girl to retrieve. She showed him how to find his way through the fog without resistance. They both knew that they were doing was wrong, but they couldn't help themselves. From what I have heard the two had known each other when they were young, they grew up together and their feelings of love had sprouted then, only to be smothered when they were both torn apart by their separate callings. To have found each other again was too much for them."
Selena sighed loudly and continued on with her tale. "Armatus had spent too much time on the Isle and his presence was felt by 'him'." Selena pointed to the man in the stone wall. "'He' is the reason that this is an island of only women. He was imprisoned in the stone by his sister and the help of many of the ancient mages, and he is attempting to break free. He has been for ages. His eyes, they seduce and possess other men, putting them under his power to do his bidding while he is imprisoned. There was a time when his eyes were completely covered and we had little to fear, but every so often there is a resurgence of power from the rock as he attempts to break free, and eventually his blindfold began to fall from his eyes. He is unbelievably powerful Umi, a spirit that descended to Cephiro in search of his sister. He will destroy anything to have her again and to gain power." Umi eyes ran over the stone wall. Could this stone wall really hold so much power?
"The woman, below him," Selena pointed to the female angel clinging to the man's legs. "She is his sister, and who we pray to on the Isle. She is 'The Power' and is the one that has endowed us all with our abilities to be empaths. Her presence here is why we must come here to learn to control our powers. The Power came to Cephiro ages before her brother. She is certainly not the same type of being as the creator of our world, but she is remarkably powerful. We do not know where she came from, but she was in search of place of peace, to teach, and to escape her brother. For you see, she is the good and he is the evil. And while she wishes to explore on her own, there can be no balance without the two of them balancing the other's powers. There is no good if there is no evil. But her brother lusted for her and tried to take her for his own. She fled to Cephiro and for many ages she was free of him, until he finally found her. His rage was unbelievable from what I am told. To save Cephiro and the daughters she had endowed with her powers and who worshiped her, she imprisoned her brother in the stone, pretending to seduce him, and then binding him. You see how he is tied and how she holds his legs?"
"Yes, it's oddly beautiful and yet disturbing," Umi answered.
"Yes it is. She sacrificed herself to save everyone, but as the ages pass he repeatedly rests and then tries to break free again. That is why there are the women to their sides. They have all at one time been a High Priestess of Satoria, watching over the wall, protecting Cephiro from its power. When he tries to escape they too sacrifice themselves to the stone, helping pull him back into his prison. Armatus was being unknowingly seduced by him Umi, Desdemona knew it. She found him one night in this clearing, staring intently at the wall. He was becoming entrapped. Desdemona finally took it upon herself to do what had to be done. She pleaded with Armatus to come back to her, but he was already entranced by the wall. So she gave herself to the stone." Selena paused to wipe a tear from her eye the palm of her hand.
"How do you know all this?" Umi asked placing a comforting hand on Selena's leg.
"I was close to Desdemona. She was like an older sister to me. I was with her when she found Armatus here. The rest of the story is common knowledge here." She let out a shuttered sigh. "It was strangely beautiful, the whole process of her being taken by the stone. The way she looked to Armatus as she disappeared though, that look could break anyone's heart. That's why her stone presence is so grief stricken." Umi nodded in understanding. "Armatus's entrapment was weakened when she was taken by the stone, but when he realized what had just happened he became a broken man. Her sacrifice had been for nothing, because his overwhelming grief left him remarkably susceptible to the effects of the wall. And now, he is under its influence. That is why he is still on Satoria. I do not know exactly what he is planning, but I'm sure that he is attempting to help the evil in the stone. Its evil seduces men with the promise of unbridled power. We are unable to do anything though Umi, a new High Priestess hasn't been called yet, and he has free reign over the Isle with his knowledge of the barrier and his skills as a mage. He doesn't seem to want to harm any of the women here though, and we cannot leave The Power unprotected, even if we can only watch over her in our own little way. Even if the new Priestess steps forward." Selena plucked a piece of grass from the ground and nervously shredded it.
"Don't put so much weight on your shoulders Selena. The new Priestess may not be you."
"You are right, I do not know yet. But Umi, I worry for Cephiro, The Power, Armatus. and you. It may be that you were meant to be taken here, The Power directed you here to help us. You are a legendary warrior, are you not?" Umi nodded in response. "But then, it may have just been that Armatus was drawn to you by your likeness to Desdemona. And I would be wary then if I were you. He is not himself, the evil has him."
Umi felt the all too familiar uneasiness settle in her stomach again. "I don't know what I can do to help Selena. I cannot talk to my manshin, Selece. And I don't have my ovum, which I need for my weapon and to help me harness my magic. Then there is the barrier."
Selena gave her a small smile, "I can help you by giving you a few tips on how to deal with the barrier," she encouraged.
Smiling in thanks Umi nodded to Selena but again looked to the ground in worry. "I don't know where to start though, can't we just try to get all the empaths to leave and we can attempt to get help?"
"We help control the power emanating from the wall Umi; it is our duty to guard it. Our powers are meant to help. We did at one time wander the land after our studies here to aid the leaders of the land with troubled and heavy hearts. But many girls are not ready to leave yet, and it is risky, he has control over the waters and the barrier."
They both sat in silence for a moment in contemplation. "It just seems so odd that he's letting me wander so freely here, this whole situation seems discerningly calm and carefree. I don't like it." Umi threw a small stone she had been idly playing with towards the wall for good measure.
"I can assure you Umi that the situation is very serious, if the evil breaks from the wall. Cephiro would be in grave danger. It is just that we empaths don't have the skills to put a stop to it, we can only hope to maintain the odd balance we have now."
"It seems Selena, from what I've gathered, that I'm just bait." Umi let out an agitated sigh.
"Bait?"
"For Clef. my." Umi trailed off unsure how to continue. Looking at her ring again she felt her pulse quicken. What was she to him? There was a mutual understanding and calm between them, and so much love, when she accepted the ring from him. Did this really mean she was engaged, or was this more of a commitment or promise, embodied in a ring. But wasn't that what an engagement ring really was? She loved him so much that it hurt sometimes, and she knew he must be close to frantic to find her missing. He must be enraged and sick with worry. She felt her stomach clench with the worry.
"Your lover?" Selena quietly questioned, concerned over Umi's suddenly far away look.
Umi felt the hot sting of tears in her eyes but she held them at bay as she looked back to Selena and smiled. "Yes, my lover. I don't know what Armatus wants with him. He is the Master Mage though." Umi trailed off as she turned to look at the wall again.
"I knew that name was familiar! The Master Mage? My word! You have quite the catch my friend. It takes a strong woman to capture the heart of so powerful of a mage. They normally are so overcome by the responsibility of their positions that they live solitary lives or just randomly take lovers. You must have an amazing inner strength to catch his eye."
Umi blushed at the compliment, "I have two friends who are just as strong if not stronger than me. They are the other two Magic Knights." She trailed off as she thought about Selena's words on a Master Mage. Had Clef been one to just randomly take lovers she wondered? No, he must have decided to live a solitary life, why else choose that child like body she had first seen him in? She grew angry with herself, why was this bothering her? She was being irrational. This was not the time.
"This does make things interesting. You are probably right. Armatus is most likely drawing the Master Mage here for a purpose. But I would still be on my guard around him if I were you." Umi nodded, feeling quite uneasy about why Selena might be implying. "Well now," Selena stood up and brushed off her skirts. "It's getting late, that story takes quite some time to tell." She sadly smiled at Umi. "It's getting cold, we should get back before the others worry and Armatus begins to wonder where you have wandered off to. I'll look into finding your ovum."
"If I had that, things would be much easier, and much more interesting," Umi admitted.
The two left the clearing and headed back through the dark forest. When they made it back to the shore Umi stopped to gaze into the mist the faint sense of frustration and anguish playing in the back of her mind. Could it be Clef? It hit her again this time more strongly and she gasped out loud. "I have this feeling Clef is out there, trying to get to me, and he can't." She closed her eyes and focused on the mist, something familiar was there. "It is him, I just know it."
Selena stared out into the mist with her. "Well, he may be just outside the mist. We can't know. But even the Master Mage will find it difficult to find a pathway through the barrier. It was made to protect the island from even one as powerful as him."
"He may be there with the other Knights," Umi thought out loud. "Is there anyway we can help him through? Will Armatus know if he attempts to cross the water?"
Selena looked towards the ground in thought. Snapping her head up she grabbed Umi's hand. "I don't think Armatus will be able to tell once he is on the water. The mist will at least hide him. There is one way that might work. There is a certain portion of the cliff that the Priestess would use to call to Armatus, to show him the way to Satoria. Now, neither you nor I have her knowledge of how to open the mist but that spot has its own magic and it may be just enough to give him a beacon."
"How can we get there?"
"That's the troubling part. The only way to reach the spot is through the Priestess's chambers, and down a small stairway from her balcony. This room is close to Armatus's room and study, and I wouldn't be surprised if he spent his fair share of time in the Priestess's room as well. I believe he has left the room exactly as Desdemona had it before she was taken. We'll have to be sure he doesn't know you're there. It's risky."
"Well, we can't just sit around. We have to try everything we can."
"The best time would probably be later tonight. I'll come to your chamber later this evening when everyone is asleep. Best that as few people as possible know about this. But first we must join everyone for dinner, so he doesn't think something is amiss." The two continued on back to the castle, stopping only momentarily to quickly gather wildflowers so they could claim they spent the whole afternoon looking for them. Running a hand uneasily through her hair as they stepped back into the castle Umi took a deep breath. Tonight was going to prove to be interesting.
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His lavender hair hung raggedly on his face, and dark circles under his eyes reemphasized his exhaustion from lack of sleep and strict concentration. He had been a living statue, scanning the horizon before him since dawn. A trickle of sweat trailed down the side of his face from his already damp forehead and his arms were practically shaking from being extended in front of him all day. He may be a Master Mage and have remarkable strength and concentration, but the daylight was fading and he was growing weary and hopeless. The wind ripped at his cape and his eyes finally snapped open. Slowly bring down his stiff arms, Clef stretched his legs and massaged his shoulders, eyes never leaving the blinding fog wall before him. His entire presence practically screamed of his fatigue as he stood on the shore, shoulders hunched over. But the rage he had felt since the moment he had heard Umi's screams in his mind, never left him, and still shone brightly in his eyes.
He had tried so many different incantations and attempts in his search for a glimmer of the pathway to the Isle that he had lost count. Every time he grew close to finding the answer he needed, it slipped through his fingers. He could feel the final traces of the pathway, as it had been used recently. Its dim glow was imprinted in the back of his mind, yet he could not grasp it firmly. He was certain he any other mage or person wouldn't have even been able to detect its dying, faint glow, but it angered him none the less. The ancients had certainly outdone themselves when they made this barrier.
He was remarkably calm, unmoving until he clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. Allowing his staff to unceremoniously fall the rocky shore Clef let out an aggravated, blood curdling, yell of frustration. He swiftly bent to grab a large jagged rock and violently hurled it into the mist. He never heard its splash as it landed in the water. Bent over from his exertion, chest heaving, he shot a deadly look to the mist, staying that way for quite some time.
His eyes suddenly grew big at the realization of his outburst and he spun on his heal, retrieving his staff, stomping over to his horse. Running a shaking hand through his tussled hair in an attempt to gain his composure, he began to set up the starts of a camp. What had just happened to him? He had not lost his composure in such a manner since he was a young man. He was Master Mage Clef, known for his calm cool and reason in times of distress. He couldn't be a Master Mage without that ability. And he had allowed his rage to just take him now? Ashamed and angered with himself and the situation that was breaking his composure; he silently thanked the gods that no one had been around to see his display. He must remain strong and in control.
Letting out a defeated sigh Clef looked at his hands and slowly shuffled up to his waiting horse, tied to the nearby tree. Laughing lightly he straightened his jacket and flipped back his long bangs. "We'll let that little display be just our little secret okay?" He walked to the horse and ran his hand over its smooth flank. "No need for the others to know I'm on the edge of loosing it. Come on, let's get you watered." The horse almost seemed to nod in understanding at the tired Mage as Clef untied its reigns and led it to the shore.
He had a blazing fire going and a small area sheltered by the large trees cleared before the sky shifted to its brilliant orange huge of evening. Lifting his hand in front of him he formed a glowing sphere which he threw to the sky. It spun dizzily, suspended in air before it flew off into the distance. "That should help them find their way." Clef turned to look at his horse which was once again tied to a tree, staring at him with large brown eyes. "And I'm still talking to my horse." Clef laughed as he collapsed under a nearby tree and shifted his weight around in an attempt to get comfortable. "Brilliant!" His voice was barely above a whisper. The realization of exactly how undeniably tired he was sank in as he wearily gazed into the dancing flames of the fire. The strain of the day's concentration, his lack of sleep the past night, the overwhelming worry and anger was almost too much. Sighing, he let his head lull back to rest against the tree, his bangs shading his eyes. The Knights would be here soon, he noted with appreciation. But he still had not found the way through the fog and they all would only be in the same situation, stuck. Running through his dwindling options in his head Clef closed his eyes and slipped into an exhausted dreamless sleep.
Daylight had just given way to a dim evening sky when a fierce gust of wind rushed through the camp waking Clef. The ground shook as two monstrous manshin landed near the rocky shore. Hikaru and Fuu were already outside of their manshin, rushing to Clef's side when the terrifying screech of Ascot's 'friend' was heard in the distance as it approached. Hikaru kneeled by Clef's side and her eye's could not hide her worry, "My God Clef, you look like shit." Clef stared at her in amazement over bluntness and Hikaru let out a high pitched squeak as Fuu jabbed her in the side with her elbow. "I uh. I mean, you're not looking very well Clef. I'm. I was. uh."
Clef cut off her floundering words with his calm cool voice, "It's alright Hikaru, I am aware of my appearance. I didn't have the most restful night."
"I'm sure you didn't," Ascot's cold voice cut in as he jumped from the back of the bird beast that had just landed. A fiery warning glance from Hikaru stopped Ascot from continuing. The ruby eyed warrior wasn't about to let the young bal go off into another rant in front of Clef. She and Fuu had warned him before they left, that he was to watch his behavior and speech if he was to join them on the journey. The two girls were more than aware of the uneasiness between Clef and Ascot when it came to Umi.
"What are we doing all the way out here Clef?" questioned Ferio as he took a fantastic leap off the back of Ascot's 'friend' and came to stand behind protectively behind Fuu, placing an arm about her waist. A loud "puu" was heard as Mokona jumped from the beast as well and hopped up to Hikaru's feet. Fuu looked to Ferio as if to ask why he had brought along the creature. "Don't look at me, it wouldn't leave us be until we allowed it to climb on for the ride," he whispered.
"We are attempting to find our way to the island beyond the mist," Clef finished by gesturing towards the shore. The extent of the fog's thickness was plainly visible in the early evening's light.
Ascot scoffed, "What island Clef? I've heard of no." A strong hand came down to grasp Ascot's shoulder, stopping him. Ascot turned to look at Lantis who did not return his glare but calmly looked to Clef and the others.
"An island that was never meant to be visited by us," Clef continued in a low voice. He was not at all pleased that Ascot had come to his aid along with the others, but he hid is distaste behind an emotionless mask. "Which is why few know of it and the ancients made the barrier wall of fog. It blocks a great deal of magic and the pathway to it is remarkably well hidden." Clef rubbed the back of his neck in annoyance. "Armatus plainly stated in his letter that he had taken Umi to Satoria. I'm sure he was so open with her whereabouts for a reason, but I don't know what that is."
"Satoria?" Hikaru's sweet voice questioned.
"The Isle of the empaths, inhabited by only these women and that which they protect," Clef answered.
"An entire island of only women? Man, what I would have given to know about this place." Fuu coldly looked up at Ferio and he began to stutter. "That is to say, I'd have liked to know about it before I met you dearest. I was only joking!" Fuu shook her head and looked to Clef again. "What? Fuu, please, I." Ferio continued to fumble until Fuu silenced him by placing a single finger to his lips and pecking him on the cheek. Hikaru giggled at Ferio's befuddled expression.
"Who is this Armatus?" Lantis's strong voice cutting in startled the group.
Clef let out a long sigh and looked up into the canopy of the tree he rested against. Closing his eyes in thought he spoke. "Armatus and I have known each other since we were young, before we both left our small village to answer our calling to be mages. We both studied together for years, side by side, as our talents developed. As we progressed in our studies it became evident that we were each being prepared for separate important tasks." Clef brought his hand up to rub the back of his neck and looked to the girls. "My skills soon surpassed Armatus's and I was prepared to take on the title of Master Mage. Armatus, in turn, began to master the magic and skills to weave astounding illusions and the elders decided he was fit to become protector of the Isle."
The group continued to listen in obedient silence as Clef explained the tasks presented to Armatus and himself. Armatus was one of the only links between the hidden island and the mainland of Cephiro. He noted the importance of keeping the island hidden in history and fog because of the demon imprisoned there. The group listened intently as Clef admitted that he himself had never been to Satoria and that his recount of the island's history most likely contained many holes and inaccuracies. His brief and unsure explanation of the island's female inhabitants and of that which they guarded only drew confused looks from the group.
"I eventually took the title of Master Mage and I did not see or hear from Armatus for many ages. I knew he was dutifully carrying out his task and humbly roaming the land while he waited for a calling from the Island's High Priestess. That is why it was such a surprise when I began to receive written word from him about his distress and excitement. He wrote to me of how he had fallen in love with the High Priestess of Satoria. Apparently we both knew the Priestess. Her name is Desdemona and she had been a close friend of ours when we were young. We had both been saddened when she mysteriously disappeared from our village in our youth but I believe Armatus held other feelings for her and was more deeply affected. I was torn between expressing my happiness for the two to meet again, as a friend, and my concern through my status as Master Mage, to what this meant for Cephiro and Satoria. I expressed my concern and words of warning to him and he assured me that he wouldn't let his feelings allow him to put the general populace in danger. I again lost contact with Armatus and hadn't heard from him since long before the Magic Knights were called to Cephiro."
Clef wearily stood as he continued, "Recently I received another unexpected letter from Armatus. He expressed a wish to meet with me to discuss urgent matters concerning the stone wall and the possible resurgence of the demon it held captive. Usually this matter would be handled by the empaths and their priestess and I would not need to interfere. I was sure that I had received the letter because Armatus was concerned for the well being of the woman who he loved and wasn't thrilled with the idea of letting her sacrifice herself to imprison the monster again. The rest becomes confused and unclear. I agreed to meet Armatus and I had hoped to handle the situation quietly and without notice but Umi demanded to travel with me. The first evening we camped I began to notice things were not right and then." He trailed off and clenched his fists. "I'm lead to believe that Armatus has been taken control of by the demon in the stone and I don't know any more." Clef finished with a determined look in his weary eyes and he leaned heavily on his staff.
Fuu, lost in a look of concentration and deep thought, startled the others from their silence when she spoke. "This is all a lot to take in. But why hasn't the Priestess Desdemona put a stop to this and taken control of the situation as her position would require."
Clef nodded in agreement, "That is what also worries me. I am lead to believe that something has happened to the Priestess, or she would have already opened the pathway for me in an attempt to help me correct the situation."
"The pathway," escaped Hikaru's lips as she looked up to Clef. "Well, you have tried your best Clef. Maybe a short rest would benefit you? Who knows what may come to you with a slightly clearer mind."
A disturbed look flashed across Clef's face. "To delay any further." he trailed off.
"We do not know what it would mean Clef. But we don't have many options," Fuu finished.
Ferio came up behind Clef and rested a reassuring hand on the Mage's shoulder. "Umi is a strong woman."
"We are not abandoning her or our task. We are being practical for the moment," Lantis's cool voice cut in.
"And I'm positive you will get us to Satoria Clef," Hikaru encouraged.
Clef nodded his head in defeat. The adrenaline that has coursed through his body, pushing him forward, had long since been spent. His condition was only deteriorating as he continued on. Fuu gave him a reassuring smile as she urged him to sit back down with a light push of her hand. Clef unceremoniously plopped down wish a huff and leaded against the tree. Fuu motioned to Hikaru with a flick of the wrist and two ladies left the Master Mage to rest as they joined the other men who had already left to sit near the fire.
Ferio, carelessly reclining against a large fallen log, his feet nonchalantly crossed in front of him, was amusedly watching Mokona bounce around the fire. Lantis sat silently, a stone sentinel, staring into the flames. Not a trace of emotion passed over his face. Displeased about being forced to wait, Ascot sat hunched over, one leg propped up in front of him. A look of distaste clearly plastered on his face he set to slowly cracking each of his knuckles. Hikaru cringed at the sound as she approached.
Ferio let out a loud exaggerated sigh as he shifted to get comfortable, folding his hands across his stomach. "You really should learn to relax, Ascot. Learn to enjoy the breaks given to you," Ferio commented in amusement.
"Relax!?" Ascot's eyebrows raised in anger as he coldly eyed the Prince. "Who knows what danger Umi is in right now? What danger faces Cephiro? And we're just sitting here!"
Fuu daintily sat next to Ferio and gave Ascot a warning glace. "There is really nothing we can do at the moment Ascot. We do not know how to pass through the barrier and Master Clef has exhausted himself attempting to find the pathway. We are all worried about Miss Umi and I'm sure our concern can't even compare to the feelings Clef must be fighting with. I'm certain that he wishes to go to Umi's aid as quickly as possible."
"It wouldn't be advantageous to have the Master Mage drop from exhaustion in the middle of a battle," Lantis's cool voice added. Ascot's eyes dropped from Fuu's and he focused on a nearby pebble which he plucked from the ground.
"So, let's see if we can think of any way to help while we let Clef rest. This barrier is going to be something we'll have to deal with when we battle if we plan to use magic," Hikaru added as she scooped up the twirling Mokona. "Mokona, would you be kind enough to provide us with a little something to eat?" The creature happily nodded and "puued" in response as it jumped from her arms. The gem on its head glowed and platters of sandwiches and jugs of water lay before them. Mokona proudly stood by the trays as Hikaru cheerfully thanked the creature and began passing out the food pausing momentarily to take note of the now dark sky.
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Which turn did she have to take again? An aggravated sigh escaped the sapphire haired beauty's lips as she eyed two sets of stairways at the end of the long hallway she occupied. She was so confident that she would be able to find her way back to her chamber after dinner that she had assured Selena that she would be fine and that Selena could see to her chores and duties. Cursing her luck Umi walked to the other end of the hallway and sat down in a huff on the stone bench in the small alcove that was nestled between the two opposing stairways. As she racked her brain for any hint of the direction she was supposed to take, she absentmindedly pulled her hair over her shoulder, beginning to braid it, her fingers meticulously dancing and weaving her hair together.
Dinner had been a little too intense for her liking. The other empaths seemed to pay no mind or interest when she and Selena had returned from their trip to gather wildflowers. Umi had helped set the long table at which they all dined, making the flowers into a nice center piece. It was when Armatus made his appearance that Umi felt herself put on edge. He greeted the women warmly and waited for them all to be seated before he took his own seat at the table. Umi who had sat herself next to Selena spent the entire meal trying to avoid his gaze and hide herself behind her friend. But did she ever know that he was watching her! She could practically feel his eyes burning into her as she focused on her food, skimming over her body as she stood to help clear the plates, eyeing her curiously as she contentedly spoke with the other women as they sat by the fire after the meal. It was as if he was waiting for her to do something spectacular, to sprint from the room in a passion and throw herself into the icy waters in an attempt to escape? She had tried to provoke him earlier, and he had seemed quite taken back and amused. Was she now some form of entertainment and he was waiting in anticipation for the show to begin? Or perhaps it bordered more on along the lines that Selena had mentioned.
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He had been watching her all evening. How she would elegantly flick her wrists as she pulled her long, glorious hair back. The beautiful smile that played on her lips as she spoke to the other girls. The amusing way she attempted to hide her discomfort from him, knowing full well he was watching her. The way the dress she now wore made her look so much more like.
She had been quick to leave the other women's company this evening and he was pleased to see she was going to try to find her way back to her room from the dinning hall on her own. He had followed her, wanting to see if she would attempt anything, more than happy to run into her again, no other women for her to hide behind. Her annoyance and aggravation at finding herself lost had been very amusing! Running his gloved hand through his chestnut bangs, a sly grin playing on his lips, he stepped out of the shadows and into her view. She looked angelic, framed by the ached alcove, practically glowing from the warm orange light cast on her by the torches that lit the hallway. How could this fiery woman look so calm and serene as she plaited her hair, her eyes far away and lost in thought, he wondered?
He began to approach her, his boots clicking on the stone floor. With a startled gasp she looked up to see him advancing towards her. Her hands fumbled with her hair and then dropped the long braid in her quickened, nervous state. She looked frantically to her left and right, readying to flee up one of the stairways in an instance, but she stayed. She looked up to him again, ready to face him, eyes stone cold, face set with a look of determination. He chuckled to himself, enjoying making her so nervous, pleased to no end that she was going to show him some more of her spirited attitude.
"My Lady," he broke the silence with a voice as smooth as liquid silk. "Whatever are you doing sitting in this cold alcove? Surely you were not waiting here in hopes that I may come along and find you?"
A cold blue fire burned in her deep cerulean eyes as she glared at him. "Don't flatter yourself," she paused and with a huff spit out her next words. "I'm lost. I can't find my way back to my room."
"Ah! Well, we can't have the lady spend the entire night in a dank stairwell, now can we? Allow me to escort you back to your room then?" A smooth smile played on his lips as he offered his gloved hand to her. Just to reinforce her defiance she whipped her blue locks behind her shoulder and sternly stood, brushing past his offered hand. This made him laugh out loud and she eyed him coolly as he controlled himself and gestured to the stairwell to his right. "After you my lady!"
Umi eyed him wearily over her shoulder as she proceeded up the stairwell, tangling her fingers nervously in her skirts as she lifted them to climb the stairs. Should she should spin on her heal, forcefully bringing her elbow to his stomach, hopefully knocking the wind out of him and perhaps throwing him down the stairs? He might hit his head and fall unconscious, giving her time to. To what? She had nowhere to run; he wasn't really posing an immediate threat either. But he made her feel so damn uncomfortable! Why should she have to play nice with a man who kidnapped her to potentially lure Clef here to maybe release an evil spirit that would destroy all of Cephiro? She gritted her teeth. What other choice did she really have at the moment? Selena was right when she spoke of the "odd but concerning" balance they pretended to happily hold on Satoria. Umi waited at the top of the stairway for Armatus. At least he was keeping a reasonable distance from her.
"This way," he noted as he calmly passed Umi, eyeing her with mild amusement. He knew all too well how uncomfortable he was making her. They continued on in silence, Umi obediently following Armatus, her head down watching the back of his feet as she followed. The only sounds that were heard in the echoing hallway were that of their footsteps.
"You seem to have quickly made friends here. Did you enjoy your day of 'gathering flowers'?" He emphasized the last words and slowed his pace to watch her response.
Umi's stomach clenched and she began to wonder how much Armatus had been watching her that day before Selena gave her the dragon clasp. She didn't know what he exactly knew about how she kept herself busy during the day. Did he know of her plans? Swallowing her worry she continued to look straight ahead as they approached the stairway up to her chamber, she kept her voice neutral as she curtly replied, "Yes."
"Hmmmm," he mused. "And here I was expecting the young lady who 'doesn't follow orders well' to cause me trouble. I guess you really are just a kitten deep down, and not quite the tiger you made yourself out to be." He smiled devilishly at her as they stopped in front of the stairwell.
He was trying to provoke her, she knew it. Spinning on her heel abruptly, she looked up into his shinning green eyes. Seething with anger she clenched her fists. Raising an eyebrow she snidely laughed. "Even kittens have claws. You would do well to remember that."
My, but she was beautiful when she was angry. He flashed his handsome smile as he smoothly closed the distance between them. "Ah, but kittens are so cute. And I personally don't feel very threatened by a harmless little kitten." He let his eyes travel up and down her body for good measure as he finished his last words, more than enjoying angering her further. "You know," he continued, his voice a low grumble. His hand ran up her back to pull his fingers through her loose braid. "Your hair suits you much better down."
Umi's eyes widened in shock as she felt his fingers lightly travel the curve of her spine to loosen her braid, letting her locks fall free. Her eyes, blazing blue flames, narrowed immediately and she growled her warning, "You would be wise to keep your distance Sir!"
"Ah yes, the fair maiden is spoken for. But I am intrigued by what she plans to do."
"You'd be surprised," she coldly spat as she swiftly brought her knee up, hoping to leave him stunned and cringing in pain with the target she had in mind. He blocked her attack by managing to roughly grab the back of her knee, pulling her sharply towards him, seductively hiking her knee up to his waist.
Smiling triumphantly down at her shocked expression, his eyes glowed a disturbing green. He placed his mouth next to her ear as he clicked his tongue and scolded, "Ah ah ah. naughty kitty." Disgusted and enraged Umi roughly shoved herself away from him, barely leaving herself enough time to find her balance before a loud crack was heard echoing through the hallway. Armatus was left to stare at the blue beauty in shock, his hand cradling his throbbing cheek.
"I won't say it again. You will keep your distance!" Her strong voiced boomed through the empty hallway and she sprinted up the stairway to her room, slamming the wooden door for good measure. The exaggerated sound of a key turning in the metal lock of her door only served to reemphasize her point.
"So spirited!" he laughed as he turned to find his way to his own chambers, still rubbing his reddened cheek. This was proving to be remarkably entertaining.
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Stay tuned for Chapter Seven. Thank you for reading and for sticking with me. I know it is horrible of me to take so long with each chapter. And I can't promise that the next one will come any faster. Reviews and emails are always welcomed and appreciated.
-Samui
samui@angelicdream.com
www.angelicdream.com
www.cosplaycuties.net
Sapphire Elegance (An Umi Ryuuzaki shrine)
www.angelicdream.com/umi
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