Hey there I'm trying to get this up today, it probably won't be but hey
I'll try. Well once this chapter is up I'll be working on another story for
a while so it'll be a while before chapter eleven.
No pre-comic today. I left my deranged sense of humor in my locker sorry.
Tyra was about to head for the library in Deningrad when she heard someone shouting from a nearby ally.
"YOU ARE USLESS! YOU WON'T EVEN STEAL A SMALL SACK OF GOLD!! YOU STUPID GIRL!!!!!" It was a man's voice shouting. Tyra noticed that he was really mad about something and she shouldn't get involved but it was to late for that. She was now standing at the ally entrance watching a young girl, probably around the age of five or six try to stand up. Her legs wouldn't support her as soon as she was up she was down again.
"I'm sorry," The man said as a crooked grin arranged itself on his face. He reached his hand out and the girl flinched, before realizing that he was offering her a hand up.
She looked up at him in surprise before nodding silently tears still rolling down her cheeks. The man was tall, and of strong build he easily set the small girl back on her feet. "I'M SORRY THAT WHEN YOUR MOTHER DIED IN CHILD BIRTH THAT YOU DIDN'T DIE WITH HER!!!" He shouted as he kicked her back down.
The girl looked into his eyes though she could barley see through all of the tears that soaked her face. At his harsh words she turned away, she knew that this man wasn't lying. Her father had always been like this as far as she could remember and she was surprised that she had lived this long. It looked like today would be the day that she had looked forward to. The day that he would kill her and this torture would finally end. Though she was only a young child she bore more bruises and scars in comparison than all of the thirteen knight hoods of Basil.
"SHUT UP!" The man shouted at her. Tyra trembled in rage. This girl hadn't even said a word yet now this crazed man was shouting at her to shut up as he kicked her in the stomach.
"She didn't say anything!" Tyra shouted, she starred hard at this man she had labeled a tyrant. "You're lucky she doesn't shout of you would already be in the jail!"
"SHE'S USLESS! SHE DOESN'T EVEN TALK!!" The man shouted back in reply.
"You said she couldn't get you any gold?" Tyra asked quietly.
The man seemed to have completely drained his energy on rage. However when the girl stood up he managed to push her down again. The girl starred into Tyra's emerald eyes, the look that she gave was a determined one that to Tyra meant, I can take care of myself. Yet the eyes of this child looked like she had been waiting for this day.
Tyra shuddered as she recognized the feeling, the feeling of wishing you were dead. Of being ready to face death any time. That was how she had felt as Zelldore had killed her mother. "Take this." Tyra spoke as she threw a fairly large pouch of gold that landed at the man's feet.
"You are a stupid girl to do this.!" The man shouted before he turned around and ran. Tyra didn't care where he went, she had more money and this girl needed her attention now.
"My name is Tyra, I want to help you. Well you trust me?" She looked at the girl with kind eyes as she held out a hand to help her up. The girl nodded and stood up slowly as she gripped her stomach.
"Thank you, it'll make this a lot easier." Tyra said as she placed a hand on the girl's forehead. Tyra muttered a few words and all of the girl's cuts were gone, her bruises were healed. "Come on I want you to come on a trip with me!" Tyra said excited that she might not have to travel alone.
The girl starred at her for a minute and nodded after recognizing the kindness in her eyes. Tyra scooped the girl up on her back (piggyback style) as she walked back towards the library.
Once inside Tyra looked at the girl. She too had bright emerald eyes. Her hair was a beautiful golden colour that glinted in the light. "You're a Mystic aren't you?" Tyra asked calmly. The mystic girl nodded. (if you don't remember what a mystic is check chapter one again)
Tyra set out to read some books leaving the girl at a table where she was eating the lunch that Tyra had bought for her. Tyra flipped trough a book on soul shards (again chapter one). She stopped on a page filled with illustrations. There were pictures of not only the two soul shards that she had seen before but also of five others.
The girl slowly walked up behind her and pointed to one of the illustrations. Her finger landed on the blue sword, the water sword that resided in Tyra's soul. She then with the same finger poked Tyra lightly where her heart would be.
Tyra looked at the girl wide eyed and shocked. "How do you know?" She whispered in awe. The girl then took the book from Tyra and turned the page over where there were more pictures of the same weapons, the same dragoon spirits. Now she poked at the Emerald sword, one Tyra hadn't even heard of, and poked at her own heart.
Tyra starred at her in shock. This girl that she had rescued could have easily killed her father in the ally if she had been more like him then she definitely would have.
"My name is Tyra. Or Saria Nada Framah. What's your name?" Tyra said as she expected the girl to sign it out. She didn't, Tyra turned around to pick up a piece of paper and a quill. While her back was turned however she was greeted with an answer.
~I'm Jessica. I'm five, I'm the emerald dragoon.~
"Well, I'm glad that we found away to communicate!" Tyra almost shouted. "I think we should leave before your dad shows up." Tyra said while placing the book back on the shelf. Jessica nodded and ran back to the table where she had been eating and packed everything up.
"Come back anytime!" The old librarian waved to them as they left. Jessica was riding on Tyra's back again.
"We will!" Tyra shouted back as she turned the corner and faced Jessica's father. "Uh oh?" Tyra said as she backed up a bit.
He looked her up and down. As if examining everything that she wore and did. He started at the feet that were covered in thick black boots, she wore blue jeans that flared out at the knee and a white shirt that went very well against her crimson hair, which she left loose as it hung neatly half way down her neck.
"Take her with you!" He stated in an almost daring tone. He had mistaken Tyra for trying to return the abused child.
"That is what I was planning on!" Tyra shot back as she turned and left by another route. The man was outrage, and if it wasn't for the sense that he was walking into his doom he would have followed them.
After several hours of piggybacking Jessica, Tyra finally took a break. "He didn't feed you much did he?" Tyra asked as she glanced at how skinny and pale the girl was. She shook her head lightly,
~some times I would go for weeks off of a slice of bread~
Tyra felt a pang of sympathy shoot though her. "That won't happen anymore. I'll never leave you alone, and when I do, it'll be with someone I trust with my life." Tyra said as she cured herself of fatigue and picked Jessica up before starting again.
The next time that they stopped it was at the barrier to the wingy forest. Tyra looked at the pathway as a tear rolled silently down her cheek. How she longed to be there with Carrol. Shirley had been right, she had only been gone for a week and a half. She already missed Carrol, but did he miss her? That was what stopped her from walking through that barrier now.
Little did she know that Carrol was sitting on the other side of barrier waiting for her to return. Only because he was afraid to go out and find her himself, because what if she didn't miss him?
It was with great reluctance that Tyra turned and left the clearing and continued to wander through the forest. Jessica could feel pain resting on Tyra's shoulders and she wanted to help but knew better. Tyra had to work out her own feelings without any help from anyone.
The tear that Tyra shed that day was the last one to come for years to come. . .
Mini Epilog Thiggy
(cause I'm to lazy to write everything, don't get me wrong it's not finished)
Tyra and Jessica explored all of Mille Sensau for the next year, they knew it like the back of their hand. They had been everywhere twice with the exception of the one place that they never went. The wingly forest, where Carrol continued to wait. Tyra still paused when she walked past the barrier she still felt the pain. Jessica grew stronger and more confident. She learned how to use her soul powers thanks to Tyra showing her how. Tyra then however deiced to travel farther, to Tiberia (sorry I can't spell) and was rather reluctant to take Jess with her. However they came to an agreement that was soon put into motion and Jess didn't get to visit Tiberia. She instead became the first ever Fifth Sacred Sister, not to mention the youngest as she was only six.
Hey two chapters in one day! They are short I know but what do you expect! I'm sick for crying out loud! Please read and review!
No pre-comic today. I left my deranged sense of humor in my locker sorry.
Tyra was about to head for the library in Deningrad when she heard someone shouting from a nearby ally.
"YOU ARE USLESS! YOU WON'T EVEN STEAL A SMALL SACK OF GOLD!! YOU STUPID GIRL!!!!!" It was a man's voice shouting. Tyra noticed that he was really mad about something and she shouldn't get involved but it was to late for that. She was now standing at the ally entrance watching a young girl, probably around the age of five or six try to stand up. Her legs wouldn't support her as soon as she was up she was down again.
"I'm sorry," The man said as a crooked grin arranged itself on his face. He reached his hand out and the girl flinched, before realizing that he was offering her a hand up.
She looked up at him in surprise before nodding silently tears still rolling down her cheeks. The man was tall, and of strong build he easily set the small girl back on her feet. "I'M SORRY THAT WHEN YOUR MOTHER DIED IN CHILD BIRTH THAT YOU DIDN'T DIE WITH HER!!!" He shouted as he kicked her back down.
The girl looked into his eyes though she could barley see through all of the tears that soaked her face. At his harsh words she turned away, she knew that this man wasn't lying. Her father had always been like this as far as she could remember and she was surprised that she had lived this long. It looked like today would be the day that she had looked forward to. The day that he would kill her and this torture would finally end. Though she was only a young child she bore more bruises and scars in comparison than all of the thirteen knight hoods of Basil.
"SHUT UP!" The man shouted at her. Tyra trembled in rage. This girl hadn't even said a word yet now this crazed man was shouting at her to shut up as he kicked her in the stomach.
"She didn't say anything!" Tyra shouted, she starred hard at this man she had labeled a tyrant. "You're lucky she doesn't shout of you would already be in the jail!"
"SHE'S USLESS! SHE DOESN'T EVEN TALK!!" The man shouted back in reply.
"You said she couldn't get you any gold?" Tyra asked quietly.
The man seemed to have completely drained his energy on rage. However when the girl stood up he managed to push her down again. The girl starred into Tyra's emerald eyes, the look that she gave was a determined one that to Tyra meant, I can take care of myself. Yet the eyes of this child looked like she had been waiting for this day.
Tyra shuddered as she recognized the feeling, the feeling of wishing you were dead. Of being ready to face death any time. That was how she had felt as Zelldore had killed her mother. "Take this." Tyra spoke as she threw a fairly large pouch of gold that landed at the man's feet.
"You are a stupid girl to do this.!" The man shouted before he turned around and ran. Tyra didn't care where he went, she had more money and this girl needed her attention now.
"My name is Tyra, I want to help you. Well you trust me?" She looked at the girl with kind eyes as she held out a hand to help her up. The girl nodded and stood up slowly as she gripped her stomach.
"Thank you, it'll make this a lot easier." Tyra said as she placed a hand on the girl's forehead. Tyra muttered a few words and all of the girl's cuts were gone, her bruises were healed. "Come on I want you to come on a trip with me!" Tyra said excited that she might not have to travel alone.
The girl starred at her for a minute and nodded after recognizing the kindness in her eyes. Tyra scooped the girl up on her back (piggyback style) as she walked back towards the library.
Once inside Tyra looked at the girl. She too had bright emerald eyes. Her hair was a beautiful golden colour that glinted in the light. "You're a Mystic aren't you?" Tyra asked calmly. The mystic girl nodded. (if you don't remember what a mystic is check chapter one again)
Tyra set out to read some books leaving the girl at a table where she was eating the lunch that Tyra had bought for her. Tyra flipped trough a book on soul shards (again chapter one). She stopped on a page filled with illustrations. There were pictures of not only the two soul shards that she had seen before but also of five others.
The girl slowly walked up behind her and pointed to one of the illustrations. Her finger landed on the blue sword, the water sword that resided in Tyra's soul. She then with the same finger poked Tyra lightly where her heart would be.
Tyra looked at the girl wide eyed and shocked. "How do you know?" She whispered in awe. The girl then took the book from Tyra and turned the page over where there were more pictures of the same weapons, the same dragoon spirits. Now she poked at the Emerald sword, one Tyra hadn't even heard of, and poked at her own heart.
Tyra starred at her in shock. This girl that she had rescued could have easily killed her father in the ally if she had been more like him then she definitely would have.
"My name is Tyra. Or Saria Nada Framah. What's your name?" Tyra said as she expected the girl to sign it out. She didn't, Tyra turned around to pick up a piece of paper and a quill. While her back was turned however she was greeted with an answer.
~I'm Jessica. I'm five, I'm the emerald dragoon.~
"Well, I'm glad that we found away to communicate!" Tyra almost shouted. "I think we should leave before your dad shows up." Tyra said while placing the book back on the shelf. Jessica nodded and ran back to the table where she had been eating and packed everything up.
"Come back anytime!" The old librarian waved to them as they left. Jessica was riding on Tyra's back again.
"We will!" Tyra shouted back as she turned the corner and faced Jessica's father. "Uh oh?" Tyra said as she backed up a bit.
He looked her up and down. As if examining everything that she wore and did. He started at the feet that were covered in thick black boots, she wore blue jeans that flared out at the knee and a white shirt that went very well against her crimson hair, which she left loose as it hung neatly half way down her neck.
"Take her with you!" He stated in an almost daring tone. He had mistaken Tyra for trying to return the abused child.
"That is what I was planning on!" Tyra shot back as she turned and left by another route. The man was outrage, and if it wasn't for the sense that he was walking into his doom he would have followed them.
After several hours of piggybacking Jessica, Tyra finally took a break. "He didn't feed you much did he?" Tyra asked as she glanced at how skinny and pale the girl was. She shook her head lightly,
~some times I would go for weeks off of a slice of bread~
Tyra felt a pang of sympathy shoot though her. "That won't happen anymore. I'll never leave you alone, and when I do, it'll be with someone I trust with my life." Tyra said as she cured herself of fatigue and picked Jessica up before starting again.
The next time that they stopped it was at the barrier to the wingy forest. Tyra looked at the pathway as a tear rolled silently down her cheek. How she longed to be there with Carrol. Shirley had been right, she had only been gone for a week and a half. She already missed Carrol, but did he miss her? That was what stopped her from walking through that barrier now.
Little did she know that Carrol was sitting on the other side of barrier waiting for her to return. Only because he was afraid to go out and find her himself, because what if she didn't miss him?
It was with great reluctance that Tyra turned and left the clearing and continued to wander through the forest. Jessica could feel pain resting on Tyra's shoulders and she wanted to help but knew better. Tyra had to work out her own feelings without any help from anyone.
The tear that Tyra shed that day was the last one to come for years to come. . .
Mini Epilog Thiggy
(cause I'm to lazy to write everything, don't get me wrong it's not finished)
Tyra and Jessica explored all of Mille Sensau for the next year, they knew it like the back of their hand. They had been everywhere twice with the exception of the one place that they never went. The wingly forest, where Carrol continued to wait. Tyra still paused when she walked past the barrier she still felt the pain. Jessica grew stronger and more confident. She learned how to use her soul powers thanks to Tyra showing her how. Tyra then however deiced to travel farther, to Tiberia (sorry I can't spell) and was rather reluctant to take Jess with her. However they came to an agreement that was soon put into motion and Jess didn't get to visit Tiberia. She instead became the first ever Fifth Sacred Sister, not to mention the youngest as she was only six.
Hey two chapters in one day! They are short I know but what do you expect! I'm sick for crying out loud! Please read and review!