Kami: Yo! This Chap will be longer...from a request of a friend...
There seems to be some confusion. The story is put into the Rhapsody
section because I take a lot of my writing style from Elizabeth Haydon,
with the other books I have read mixed in. This story is actually mostly
Dragon Queen, with a bit of Destiny, and some splashes of Owlknight.
Sorriness to the ones who were wanting to see Destiny and the Rhapsody
series, this is just where it fit the best.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Rhapsody series, or the book the Dragon Queen. Or any of the characters therein. I do, however, own this computer, and I did, in fact, write this story.
I was able to maintain my composure as the proverbial "steel" clashed.
As I looked into her eyes, I saw something familiar. When I glanced at her weapon, I knew.
"You are so similar to Maeniel..." I say to her.
Her sword is drawn before I can take another breath. "Who are you, and how do you know my father's name?" She demands.
"Ah! Your father!" I reply. "I am honored to have met you. Your father was a great man. My name? I call myself Kamisamaa Pendragon." I hear her gasp as she takes a step back.
"Stories have traveled far and wide of your power. One such story says that you traveled with my father," she explains.
So she sheaths her weapon and approaches me. "But what are you doing here?" She asks.
"Me?" My eyes open in surprise. "I just wander around. Beautiful land, this. So, what are you doing here?"
She averts her eyes to a rock that seems much more interesting than my face.
"Our village had a slight food shortage. I usually stay home and cook, or do chores. But, because of the shortage, I had to go hunting. I am one of the best hunters in my village." She says proudly.
"Ah, excuse me," I say. "But did you inherit your father's...ability...?"
"Oh, yes," She says confidently. She sets down the weapon. Skin starts flowing into fur, her muzzle lengthens, her teeth grow and sharpen, as do her nails. She falls onto her forelegs, and shakes off her clothes. In no time at all, a beautiful female wolf stands where a beautiful female warrior was mere moments ago.
"You're fast."
"I practice."
"So, you were saying...?"
"Yes," she says, "But first, you can speak wolf?"
"Well, yeah. I spent enough time with your father..."
"All right." She turns back into a human and begins to gather up her clothes and put them on.
"You don't care that I see you?" I ask her.
"Naked I came into this world. Besides, I'm naked when I'm a wolf. And besides, I'm proud of my body."
"You should be," I mumble.
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
She looks sharply at me.
"If you would have stayed wolf, you would have heard me," I said. "But then, I wouldn't have made the comment," I whispered.
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
"Shut up."
"So! Anyway, Aria...."
"Excuse me...how is it you know my name?"
"Maeniel said that if he ever had a daughter, he would name her Aria. But of course, I gave him the suggestion. So, technically, I named you. It was more of a wild guess than anything. So, continue telling me why you're here."
"Okay, but I should have been traveling. Let's go. I'll finish while we walk."
"All right," I say.
She starts walking, and I walk beside her.
"So," she says, "I was hunting, and I was able to get a deer. Rather easily, might I add. (I would have gotten a second if I hadn't tripped...) When I brought it back, I found my village damaged, but not destroyed. Several people were wounded, though not mortally, but two died. Their losses were grieved deeply. Since my village is small, we lost more than you think. But I asked my mother what happened, and she said that the raids that have been going around, from pirates, finally hit us. If I would have been there, we would have had no problem. But as it is, we scared them off. There are several able-bodied people in my village. It is my duty to avenge my friends. What I am thinking is that they will get on their ship and go to the nearest village. And then raid it. I intend to meet them there and stop them before their raids go any farther."
"Yes, I noticed your weapon. May I observe it?"
"If you can."
"Oh, I know."
She releases the sword and sheath from her belt and hands it to me. As I take it, I feel its pull.
"Ah it knows who owns it."
"Yes, it was my father's blade. His master made it for him. When the blade was being forged, Master put some of his own blood on the blade, sealing it and making it loyal only to those loyal to him.
I observed the weapon. It had gold wire wrapped around the hilt. A lot of gold wire. I pulled half of the length out of the sheath. The light of mid-dawn reflected and awakened rainbows in the blade.
"Yes," I say, "It is exactly the same as I remember it."
I sheath it and hold it out to her. Before she can receive it, though, I let go of it. It falls parallel to the ground.
Longer, okies?!?!? Next chappie whenever!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Rhapsody series, or the book the Dragon Queen. Or any of the characters therein. I do, however, own this computer, and I did, in fact, write this story.
I was able to maintain my composure as the proverbial "steel" clashed.
As I looked into her eyes, I saw something familiar. When I glanced at her weapon, I knew.
"You are so similar to Maeniel..." I say to her.
Her sword is drawn before I can take another breath. "Who are you, and how do you know my father's name?" She demands.
"Ah! Your father!" I reply. "I am honored to have met you. Your father was a great man. My name? I call myself Kamisamaa Pendragon." I hear her gasp as she takes a step back.
"Stories have traveled far and wide of your power. One such story says that you traveled with my father," she explains.
So she sheaths her weapon and approaches me. "But what are you doing here?" She asks.
"Me?" My eyes open in surprise. "I just wander around. Beautiful land, this. So, what are you doing here?"
She averts her eyes to a rock that seems much more interesting than my face.
"Our village had a slight food shortage. I usually stay home and cook, or do chores. But, because of the shortage, I had to go hunting. I am one of the best hunters in my village." She says proudly.
"Ah, excuse me," I say. "But did you inherit your father's...ability...?"
"Oh, yes," She says confidently. She sets down the weapon. Skin starts flowing into fur, her muzzle lengthens, her teeth grow and sharpen, as do her nails. She falls onto her forelegs, and shakes off her clothes. In no time at all, a beautiful female wolf stands where a beautiful female warrior was mere moments ago.
"You're fast."
"I practice."
"So, you were saying...?"
"Yes," she says, "But first, you can speak wolf?"
"Well, yeah. I spent enough time with your father..."
"All right." She turns back into a human and begins to gather up her clothes and put them on.
"You don't care that I see you?" I ask her.
"Naked I came into this world. Besides, I'm naked when I'm a wolf. And besides, I'm proud of my body."
"You should be," I mumble.
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
She looks sharply at me.
"If you would have stayed wolf, you would have heard me," I said. "But then, I wouldn't have made the comment," I whispered.
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
"Shut up."
"So! Anyway, Aria...."
"Excuse me...how is it you know my name?"
"Maeniel said that if he ever had a daughter, he would name her Aria. But of course, I gave him the suggestion. So, technically, I named you. It was more of a wild guess than anything. So, continue telling me why you're here."
"Okay, but I should have been traveling. Let's go. I'll finish while we walk."
"All right," I say.
She starts walking, and I walk beside her.
"So," she says, "I was hunting, and I was able to get a deer. Rather easily, might I add. (I would have gotten a second if I hadn't tripped...) When I brought it back, I found my village damaged, but not destroyed. Several people were wounded, though not mortally, but two died. Their losses were grieved deeply. Since my village is small, we lost more than you think. But I asked my mother what happened, and she said that the raids that have been going around, from pirates, finally hit us. If I would have been there, we would have had no problem. But as it is, we scared them off. There are several able-bodied people in my village. It is my duty to avenge my friends. What I am thinking is that they will get on their ship and go to the nearest village. And then raid it. I intend to meet them there and stop them before their raids go any farther."
"Yes, I noticed your weapon. May I observe it?"
"If you can."
"Oh, I know."
She releases the sword and sheath from her belt and hands it to me. As I take it, I feel its pull.
"Ah it knows who owns it."
"Yes, it was my father's blade. His master made it for him. When the blade was being forged, Master put some of his own blood on the blade, sealing it and making it loyal only to those loyal to him.
I observed the weapon. It had gold wire wrapped around the hilt. A lot of gold wire. I pulled half of the length out of the sheath. The light of mid-dawn reflected and awakened rainbows in the blade.
"Yes," I say, "It is exactly the same as I remember it."
I sheath it and hold it out to her. Before she can receive it, though, I let go of it. It falls parallel to the ground.
Longer, okies?!?!? Next chappie whenever!!!!!!