Here is a brief interlude, to give you an idea of what is coming up, and some juicy little tidbits. Because Chapter Four is going to be HUGE and intricate, weaving the Aeris+Red and Wing Diamond stories together, its going to be a bit of a haul, so it'll take me a good few days to do! So this is just something to keep you all going! Not only does it help to introduce the character based upon my own personality, but it just serves as a little sidestory!
Please Read and Review - hope you all enjoy it!
... it begins ...
To the girl, and to the woman within her, it wasn't morning. It was just a continuance of night. There were the same threats. The same problems. They were simply revealed by the sun, exposed. The danger didn't go away. Perhaps it wasn't so oppressive or large, but it took on new forms. That was why she savoured her dreams, for in her dreams, she could be hurt by nothing, chased by nothing - her Dreamscape was the be all and end all of her world.
"Miyase?"
The girl looks up, watery blue eyes slipping from the crystalline pool, to the face of her mother who sat close by. Pale, she says nothing.
"Good..." replies Mother, "That time, I thought you were gone for good. Would you like some breakfast?"
Miyase's attentions then turn from Mother's worn, tanned face to the plate of berries and pulses, all carefully washed and lovingly prepared. She nods once, silvery platinum hair rich in the light, a colour apart from this world in almost every respect, for she had only seen it in ice and snow. But in her Dream it abounded everywhere, from the rich spiderwebs that hung from infinity's furthest point to its closest reach, to the driving snow and angelic visions who guide her every step. Recalling that Mother had actually asked her something, Miyase nodded, taking the plate and, after selecting a choice berry, popped it into her mouth, chewing slowly.
Mother smiled. Although Miyase wasn't her biological daughter, it always seemed she was. Mother had always been unable to concieve, and had always taken numerous lovers in an attempt to prove it was always the male seed to fail - but in her late twenties, with her looks failing and a reputation to get rid of, she'd simply adopted an unwanted child from the local orphanage and taken her on as her own. But...
But... everything! She'd seen the miraculous child called Miyase, and chosen her instantly. Miyase had wide, soulful blue eyes and such incredible platinum hair that it seemed as though the celestial lights of the icy North had bequeathed a child in its image upon the Planet. Of course, over time, as Miyase's curious gifts had been revealed, her tendency for physically entering her own dreams, or revealing startling personal facts that Mother had never chosen to reveal, all of this had been unnerving, but, rewarding because it made Miyase special.
However...
Wing Jennova-Diamond wished only for release as he flew from Midgaard, streaming through the heavens, black wings slamming the wind currents and dispersing clouds as he tore through them. Even as he flew, he became less of a He and more of an It as Jennova ate into his system, assimilating and exerting full control throughout his entire being. She had no problems bypassing his Machine Materia, corrupting his basic programming with such skill that it was unnerving.
'Release me!'... he begged silently...
'Not a chance, my little sweet!' replied Jennova's honey tones...
'But I have a mission!'
'What is your mission to me?' laughed the female being, 'What do I care?'
With that, Wing Jennova-Diamond lost all control and all of his functions as Jennova took over his entire body. His wings crumpled, sending him into a spiralling dive so that Jennova had to assume control instantly, bringing out the wings and steadily bringing him out of the dive and above the tree-tops a split second before any action would have been too late.
Using the lips that were not her own, Jennova smiled. She would seek him out. Seek out the boy who would be a man. Seek out the sword. Seek out those blue eyes. Seek out the lips.
Seek out Cloud...
But...
Jennova craved for something more, just for now.
Jennova craved for blood...
The attack came so suddenly that Miyase could only scream in fright, the first sound she had uttered that day. Mother was there one second and then torn from the ground in a shower of blood and tattered flesh, gore and meat splattering across Miyase's serene white dress, spoiling her food and splashing into the water. Miyase stumbled backwards, tearing her eyes from the violence, but found herself so disoriented that it took her a few seconds for her to realise she was falling backwards into the pool...
black wings!
black wings and blood!
coming from the heavens!
In the darkness, I float.
To where?
Nowhere.
I'm dying. I feel myself dying. Water is flooding my lungs.
Mother is dead. I don't want to die.
I don't.
So I'll run away.
Run away into my dream.
I'm coming Mother! To a place where I'll see you again!
To my dream...
As the darkness peels back and Miyase enters the dream physically, she stands on a pinacle of rock on the top of a mountain, surrounded only by cloud. The sky above her burnt from the light of a solitary, swollen sun, unhindered by even the ghost of a cloud.
"You've changed, Dream!" calls Miyase, "Why? I ran away to you! You are my hope!"
"CHILD," replies the Dream, "YOU RAN INTO THE ARMS OF DESTINY, YOU RAN AWAY FROM NOTHING. YOU HAVE A PART TO PLAY IN A GRAND SCHEME AND YOU HAVE IGNORED THE SIGNS FOR LONG ENOUGH, USING ME FOR PETTY TRICKS AND MINOR FORETELLING!"
Still, she couldn't cry.
"What killed Mother?"
"PART OF YOUR DESTINY, ALTHOUGH THAT WAS ONLY A CATALYST TOWARDS YOUR AWAKENING. YOU, DEAR LITTLE MIYASE, ARE TO PLAY AN ESSENTIAL ROLE IN SAVING THE PLANET, JUST AS YOUR COUNTERPART WILL PLAY A ROLE IN SAVING IT..."
"Counterpart?"
Still, she wouldn't cry.
"MIYASE, YOU ARE THE WHITE SHAMAN, RAISED IN THE WOODS TO FIELD YOUR DREAMS, YOUR FORETELLING AND SUBSEQUENT POWERS MAKING YOU ESSENTIAL TO THE BATTLE DETERMINING THE FATE OF THIS WORLD, PERHAPS OTHERS ALSO. YOUR COUNTERPART, THE BLACK SHAMAN FIREFLY IS AWARE OF YOUR PRESENCE AND WILL REVEAL HIMSELF TO YOU WHEN HE SEES IT FIT. BUT FOR NOW, TRUST YOURSELF TO ME AND WE WILL BE GREAT!"
Never cry.
Mother is dead.
Mother's blood.
Miyase closes her eyes, entrusting herself to the Dream...
And it changes...
She sees a bee and a rabbit hand in hand...
She sees two halves of a circle coming together, one with the Female Symbol upon it, one with the Male Symbol upon it...
She sees the Yin and the Yang superimposed over the united Female and Male Symbol...
She sees blackness swallowing all the stars as something reaches out from space to vanquish the world...
She sees love, violence, darkness and light vying for supremacy across the world.
But then she sees...
The Final Fantasy...
I know its a bit vague and different from what I've already done, but trust me on this one, please! :)
Please RnR!
Please Read and Review - hope you all enjoy it!
... it begins ...
To the girl, and to the woman within her, it wasn't morning. It was just a continuance of night. There were the same threats. The same problems. They were simply revealed by the sun, exposed. The danger didn't go away. Perhaps it wasn't so oppressive or large, but it took on new forms. That was why she savoured her dreams, for in her dreams, she could be hurt by nothing, chased by nothing - her Dreamscape was the be all and end all of her world.
"Miyase?"
The girl looks up, watery blue eyes slipping from the crystalline pool, to the face of her mother who sat close by. Pale, she says nothing.
"Good..." replies Mother, "That time, I thought you were gone for good. Would you like some breakfast?"
Miyase's attentions then turn from Mother's worn, tanned face to the plate of berries and pulses, all carefully washed and lovingly prepared. She nods once, silvery platinum hair rich in the light, a colour apart from this world in almost every respect, for she had only seen it in ice and snow. But in her Dream it abounded everywhere, from the rich spiderwebs that hung from infinity's furthest point to its closest reach, to the driving snow and angelic visions who guide her every step. Recalling that Mother had actually asked her something, Miyase nodded, taking the plate and, after selecting a choice berry, popped it into her mouth, chewing slowly.
Mother smiled. Although Miyase wasn't her biological daughter, it always seemed she was. Mother had always been unable to concieve, and had always taken numerous lovers in an attempt to prove it was always the male seed to fail - but in her late twenties, with her looks failing and a reputation to get rid of, she'd simply adopted an unwanted child from the local orphanage and taken her on as her own. But...
But... everything! She'd seen the miraculous child called Miyase, and chosen her instantly. Miyase had wide, soulful blue eyes and such incredible platinum hair that it seemed as though the celestial lights of the icy North had bequeathed a child in its image upon the Planet. Of course, over time, as Miyase's curious gifts had been revealed, her tendency for physically entering her own dreams, or revealing startling personal facts that Mother had never chosen to reveal, all of this had been unnerving, but, rewarding because it made Miyase special.
However...
Wing Jennova-Diamond wished only for release as he flew from Midgaard, streaming through the heavens, black wings slamming the wind currents and dispersing clouds as he tore through them. Even as he flew, he became less of a He and more of an It as Jennova ate into his system, assimilating and exerting full control throughout his entire being. She had no problems bypassing his Machine Materia, corrupting his basic programming with such skill that it was unnerving.
'Release me!'... he begged silently...
'Not a chance, my little sweet!' replied Jennova's honey tones...
'But I have a mission!'
'What is your mission to me?' laughed the female being, 'What do I care?'
With that, Wing Jennova-Diamond lost all control and all of his functions as Jennova took over his entire body. His wings crumpled, sending him into a spiralling dive so that Jennova had to assume control instantly, bringing out the wings and steadily bringing him out of the dive and above the tree-tops a split second before any action would have been too late.
Using the lips that were not her own, Jennova smiled. She would seek him out. Seek out the boy who would be a man. Seek out the sword. Seek out those blue eyes. Seek out the lips.
Seek out Cloud...
But...
Jennova craved for something more, just for now.
Jennova craved for blood...
The attack came so suddenly that Miyase could only scream in fright, the first sound she had uttered that day. Mother was there one second and then torn from the ground in a shower of blood and tattered flesh, gore and meat splattering across Miyase's serene white dress, spoiling her food and splashing into the water. Miyase stumbled backwards, tearing her eyes from the violence, but found herself so disoriented that it took her a few seconds for her to realise she was falling backwards into the pool...
black wings!
black wings and blood!
coming from the heavens!
In the darkness, I float.
To where?
Nowhere.
I'm dying. I feel myself dying. Water is flooding my lungs.
Mother is dead. I don't want to die.
I don't.
So I'll run away.
Run away into my dream.
I'm coming Mother! To a place where I'll see you again!
To my dream...
As the darkness peels back and Miyase enters the dream physically, she stands on a pinacle of rock on the top of a mountain, surrounded only by cloud. The sky above her burnt from the light of a solitary, swollen sun, unhindered by even the ghost of a cloud.
"You've changed, Dream!" calls Miyase, "Why? I ran away to you! You are my hope!"
"CHILD," replies the Dream, "YOU RAN INTO THE ARMS OF DESTINY, YOU RAN AWAY FROM NOTHING. YOU HAVE A PART TO PLAY IN A GRAND SCHEME AND YOU HAVE IGNORED THE SIGNS FOR LONG ENOUGH, USING ME FOR PETTY TRICKS AND MINOR FORETELLING!"
Still, she couldn't cry.
"What killed Mother?"
"PART OF YOUR DESTINY, ALTHOUGH THAT WAS ONLY A CATALYST TOWARDS YOUR AWAKENING. YOU, DEAR LITTLE MIYASE, ARE TO PLAY AN ESSENTIAL ROLE IN SAVING THE PLANET, JUST AS YOUR COUNTERPART WILL PLAY A ROLE IN SAVING IT..."
"Counterpart?"
Still, she wouldn't cry.
"MIYASE, YOU ARE THE WHITE SHAMAN, RAISED IN THE WOODS TO FIELD YOUR DREAMS, YOUR FORETELLING AND SUBSEQUENT POWERS MAKING YOU ESSENTIAL TO THE BATTLE DETERMINING THE FATE OF THIS WORLD, PERHAPS OTHERS ALSO. YOUR COUNTERPART, THE BLACK SHAMAN FIREFLY IS AWARE OF YOUR PRESENCE AND WILL REVEAL HIMSELF TO YOU WHEN HE SEES IT FIT. BUT FOR NOW, TRUST YOURSELF TO ME AND WE WILL BE GREAT!"
Never cry.
Mother is dead.
Mother's blood.
Miyase closes her eyes, entrusting herself to the Dream...
And it changes...
She sees a bee and a rabbit hand in hand...
She sees two halves of a circle coming together, one with the Female Symbol upon it, one with the Male Symbol upon it...
She sees the Yin and the Yang superimposed over the united Female and Male Symbol...
She sees blackness swallowing all the stars as something reaches out from space to vanquish the world...
She sees love, violence, darkness and light vying for supremacy across the world.
But then she sees...
The Final Fantasy...
I know its a bit vague and different from what I've already done, but trust me on this one, please! :)
Please RnR!