Ya so I don't own this or any of the characters except the ones I made up.
So on and so forth, ya.
Chapter one
"What will come of this decision?" a voice gently whispered into the cards, as fingers ran over each one, shuffling until it felt right, until every card was where it needed to be. Placing the deck in front of her she concentrated on what she would read. No longer was this just a card game, but the way she lived her life.
Taking a final deep breath she was ready for what the cards would dictate. Gently she spoke the position of each card before placing it down, "Present position. Immediate influence. Goal or Destiny. Distant past foundation. Recent past events, and future influence." With each card came the same realization, and the same disappointment.
Looking to the right of her formation she knew she had still yet to lay down the four final cards. Holding the deck in her left hand she nervously ran her right thumb along the top edge, feeling the smoothness, the calmness as if it didn't know what power it held.
Biting her bottom lip she placed the first card face down and placed her right hand over the card, "This is me," she said and placed the next card face down, "This is how I affect the question." Sighing she took the next card off of the pile, "This is my inner most wishes, dreams, hopes, desires, and fears," she said lightly kissing the back side of the card, "And this is my final result," she said placing the final card down.
Now to turn over these four final cards. Another deep breath and from left to right each card was turned. The same four cards stared back at her. She wanted to scream.
This wasn't fair; none of it was fair. She had made the decision, so why was her life so derived around it. It was merely a decision like so many others. She had been young, she thought it would be alight. It was going to be all right; it was all right for a while, but then. Well life leads itself along the paths it must take.
Picking up each card and place them in the deck in the reversed order Hitomi shuffled until she knew their energy was gone.
"Same old thing," she said in disappointment. Three years had passed. She was now officially 18. Each year on December 9th she sat in her room asking the cards if she had made the right decision, and each year being given the same answer
There was a knock at her door and with the sudden noise she sat up right, that hidden thought out of mind,
"Hitomi?" a voice questioned as a head popped through the door. Yukari looked into the room. She was saddened by how her friend seemed to be over the past three years but she could do nothing other then be there for her friend. "Here you are," she said and sat down on the floor next to Hitomi, "Come on, we have the entire day to go shopping."
Smiling Hitomi nodded and stood up from the floor leaving the cards sitting where she had last placed them down, "Okay."
"Great, cause I found this great little shop, and oh you'll just love it," Yukari said, dragging her friend out the door.
"Hitomi come and look at this," Yukari said from the other side of shelf.
Hitomi placed down the pen she had been looking at. Yukari had been right when she said this shop was something great. It was like walking along the shop stands in Palas. A little bit of Gaea at her finger tips.
"What is it?" Hitomi asked as she found her friend looking into a large glass case mounted in the center of the shelf.
Yukari pointed at the necklace second from the end; "Doesn't that look like the necklace you lost, the one your grandmother gave you?"
Hitomi's stomach dropped. It was unbelievable that she was looking at a necklace like hers. Anxiety flooded over her and she didn't know to think or feel.
"I have to buy this for you," Yukari said and went to find the shopkeeper. Hitomi still looked into the case wondering. Could it be that more of the Atlantian necklaces were still around. Though it could be just a plain necklace that coincidentally looked like her old one.
The storekeeper came around the corner with Yukari. Hitomi smiled, and watched as he took the necklace out and handed it to her. She felt the power running through it as it swung back and forth with the exact time to the second hand on the clock.
"I knew you would love it the moment you saw it," Yukari said and hugged her friend.
"Thank you," Hitomi said, but for some reason something didn't feel right. Trying to move away from Yukari she was stuck in the embrace.
"I'm so happy your happy, but I would have thought that you would have been smarter then that," the voice said dipping down two octaves.
Hitomi jerked back and saw the bodies crumble to the floor like empty shells and there stood two Doppelganger's.
***
"Stop thinking that," Van said sitting on a long bench in the mess hall of the new castle of Fanelia.
"What Lord Van?" Merle asking as she sat next to him, her arms folded on the table.
"Just stop it," Van said getting up from the table.
The young king had grown up to quickly after the girl from the mystic moon had left. In making the decision to rebuild his country he took on the responsibilities of a well-weathered man when he was still a boy. He became cold to everyone. It was not a way to live a life. He was unhappy, but content in his unhappiness as he ruled over his lands like a king should.
Walking through the halls of the new castle, his castle, Van made his way to his study. He spent as much time in that one room as he did practicing his sword technique. He sat in his desk and smiled when he looked at the map of Fanelia, all boarders were secure, and never again would there be a repeat of what Zaibach and it's Dragon Slayers had done to Fanelia. Van had been determined to make Fanelia a strong hold, impregnable by any enemy.
But it was not that map he came to look at, though it was one of the few things that made him smile. Reaching under he felt the latch that held his treasure within the desk. He gathered the power he needed to go on from this treasure. Gently a small box feel into his awaiting hands. Bringing it up from under the desk he smiled at the emblem of his people engraved in to the small box. It took him great power to actually open it. But each year on this day he would, just to make sure it was still there. Lifting the lid aside he smiled to see his treasure still remained, the only thing he had to keep of Hitomi.
He cringed when he thought of what had been done, of what he should have done. They loved each other, and he knew he loved that girl more then anything, but he had to let her go, because ultimately love is enough to keep a person going. It was enough to keep him going, but was ultimately enough to distance himself from everyone else.
***
Two girls sat along side each other gazing at the wonder of the threatening ocean that shifted beneath them.
"I think soon," Alex said looking down at her red pendant she had received as a gift for coming of age.
"Do you think we should tell them then?" Cassandra asked unintentionally fingering an identical pendant.
"No. They understand out destiny," Alex said looking at her twin sister and smiling.
Their fate and destiny had been bound into a land not their own. It was written in their sand of time. Their family would understand when they were gone and wouldn't think to question it.
"Now," Cassandra said sanding up and looked over the cliff edge.
"Are you sure sister?" Alex asked standing next to her twin that looked nothing like her. They were night and day from head to toe.
"You know I'm right," Cassandra said jumping off the cliff. Alex followed watching her sister fall she waited for it to come. Light burst around both of them, for a fraction of a second they stopped descending and clumsily reach out for each others hands, and vanished with the pillar of light.
***
"Stupid crummy job," Artimus grumbled as he cleaned out a box of junk for his grandmother's shop, "Stupid tourist. Say anything is a charmed and they buy it."
Being a young boy that had lost his father and mother in a fishing accident in Salem, Artimus had become rather good at grumbling. It almost seemed to be the only thing to keep him going through these long days of shoveling through junk in order to find something that would fetch a price.
"Gram I'm done," he yelled down to his grandmother in the shop.
"Good, just bring down what you can carry for the time being," the woman said.
Thudding down the stairs Artimus returned to his usual place behind the counter with the box ready to price each item fairly for the junk that it was. An old hat two pairs of lace gloves, a funny looking broach and a pendant that was odd on it's own. It was such a deep red, but the fact that it wasn't clear meant that it wasn't a stone of any value, but it was still something different.
"Gram how much do you think that should be?' Artimus asked holding out the pendant on a gold chain.
"I don't know. Maybe we shouldn't sell it then," the old woman said and looked at it.
"Gram come on, it's just a piece of junk like the rest of this stuff," he said opening his arms to the shop.
"Junk," the woman said in a startled but joking voice, "if this is junk then I beg to ask you why people buy it?" she asked leaning against the counter waiting for her grandson to answer.
"People only buy it cause they think it's magical. Because that sign outside there says magical artifacts."
"You are such a silly boy. Everything has magic, everything," she said and held the pendant out to him," Make a wish," she said giving a smile of wisdom that only could have been gained over time.
"A wish huh?" Artimus said taking the stone in his hands and looking at it," I suppose it has to be something that I really want, and not just a new computer," he said and continued to examine the stone. It seemed to be utterly flawless, "I wish I could get out of this place. Be anywhere but here on this planet, just to be gone," he said and held the stone in his hand.
"Be careful what you wish for," his grandmother said, "You might just get it."
The old woman never took Artimus's words of dislike of Salem to heart. It had not been a kind city to him or to their entire family. She knew that one day he would be gone, and there would be no explaining it, other then the fact that he had to get away and come back when it was his time.
"I'm going to go for a walk Gram," Artimus said and then walked out of the shop.
A pillar of light descended from the sky and enveloped him, and in that instant he was gone.
***
"Just leave me alone," a boy of 18 years yelled in the main stairwell of his house. His words echoing off the empty walls, "I just want to be left alone," he sighed sadly and walked out of the house and into a cold December day.
He walked along the ground of a house his family had owned for generations, a house he never wanted to know. Kicking the ground as he stepped he wandered in the forest area. His only sanctuary, to many people surrounded him and not enough people listened to what he really wanted.
Walking past the creek he caught a glint of something gold in the water. Curiosity struck and he went to crack the ice to get to the item trapped. With numbing fingers he took the object out of the creek and looked at it.
"A treasure from the fairies?" he asked himself and then looked around. Holding the pendant he placed it in his pocket and continued walking.
"If I had one wish," he said repeating the words of hundreds of people around the world at that very moment, "I wish I could just go some where, some place other then here," he said giving a faint smile.
Light circled him and in confusion he looked around. It felt clean and pure and in a matter of minutes it succumbed him and he was gone.
Chapter one
"What will come of this decision?" a voice gently whispered into the cards, as fingers ran over each one, shuffling until it felt right, until every card was where it needed to be. Placing the deck in front of her she concentrated on what she would read. No longer was this just a card game, but the way she lived her life.
Taking a final deep breath she was ready for what the cards would dictate. Gently she spoke the position of each card before placing it down, "Present position. Immediate influence. Goal or Destiny. Distant past foundation. Recent past events, and future influence." With each card came the same realization, and the same disappointment.
Looking to the right of her formation she knew she had still yet to lay down the four final cards. Holding the deck in her left hand she nervously ran her right thumb along the top edge, feeling the smoothness, the calmness as if it didn't know what power it held.
Biting her bottom lip she placed the first card face down and placed her right hand over the card, "This is me," she said and placed the next card face down, "This is how I affect the question." Sighing she took the next card off of the pile, "This is my inner most wishes, dreams, hopes, desires, and fears," she said lightly kissing the back side of the card, "And this is my final result," she said placing the final card down.
Now to turn over these four final cards. Another deep breath and from left to right each card was turned. The same four cards stared back at her. She wanted to scream.
This wasn't fair; none of it was fair. She had made the decision, so why was her life so derived around it. It was merely a decision like so many others. She had been young, she thought it would be alight. It was going to be all right; it was all right for a while, but then. Well life leads itself along the paths it must take.
Picking up each card and place them in the deck in the reversed order Hitomi shuffled until she knew their energy was gone.
"Same old thing," she said in disappointment. Three years had passed. She was now officially 18. Each year on December 9th she sat in her room asking the cards if she had made the right decision, and each year being given the same answer
There was a knock at her door and with the sudden noise she sat up right, that hidden thought out of mind,
"Hitomi?" a voice questioned as a head popped through the door. Yukari looked into the room. She was saddened by how her friend seemed to be over the past three years but she could do nothing other then be there for her friend. "Here you are," she said and sat down on the floor next to Hitomi, "Come on, we have the entire day to go shopping."
Smiling Hitomi nodded and stood up from the floor leaving the cards sitting where she had last placed them down, "Okay."
"Great, cause I found this great little shop, and oh you'll just love it," Yukari said, dragging her friend out the door.
"Hitomi come and look at this," Yukari said from the other side of shelf.
Hitomi placed down the pen she had been looking at. Yukari had been right when she said this shop was something great. It was like walking along the shop stands in Palas. A little bit of Gaea at her finger tips.
"What is it?" Hitomi asked as she found her friend looking into a large glass case mounted in the center of the shelf.
Yukari pointed at the necklace second from the end; "Doesn't that look like the necklace you lost, the one your grandmother gave you?"
Hitomi's stomach dropped. It was unbelievable that she was looking at a necklace like hers. Anxiety flooded over her and she didn't know to think or feel.
"I have to buy this for you," Yukari said and went to find the shopkeeper. Hitomi still looked into the case wondering. Could it be that more of the Atlantian necklaces were still around. Though it could be just a plain necklace that coincidentally looked like her old one.
The storekeeper came around the corner with Yukari. Hitomi smiled, and watched as he took the necklace out and handed it to her. She felt the power running through it as it swung back and forth with the exact time to the second hand on the clock.
"I knew you would love it the moment you saw it," Yukari said and hugged her friend.
"Thank you," Hitomi said, but for some reason something didn't feel right. Trying to move away from Yukari she was stuck in the embrace.
"I'm so happy your happy, but I would have thought that you would have been smarter then that," the voice said dipping down two octaves.
Hitomi jerked back and saw the bodies crumble to the floor like empty shells and there stood two Doppelganger's.
***
"Stop thinking that," Van said sitting on a long bench in the mess hall of the new castle of Fanelia.
"What Lord Van?" Merle asking as she sat next to him, her arms folded on the table.
"Just stop it," Van said getting up from the table.
The young king had grown up to quickly after the girl from the mystic moon had left. In making the decision to rebuild his country he took on the responsibilities of a well-weathered man when he was still a boy. He became cold to everyone. It was not a way to live a life. He was unhappy, but content in his unhappiness as he ruled over his lands like a king should.
Walking through the halls of the new castle, his castle, Van made his way to his study. He spent as much time in that one room as he did practicing his sword technique. He sat in his desk and smiled when he looked at the map of Fanelia, all boarders were secure, and never again would there be a repeat of what Zaibach and it's Dragon Slayers had done to Fanelia. Van had been determined to make Fanelia a strong hold, impregnable by any enemy.
But it was not that map he came to look at, though it was one of the few things that made him smile. Reaching under he felt the latch that held his treasure within the desk. He gathered the power he needed to go on from this treasure. Gently a small box feel into his awaiting hands. Bringing it up from under the desk he smiled at the emblem of his people engraved in to the small box. It took him great power to actually open it. But each year on this day he would, just to make sure it was still there. Lifting the lid aside he smiled to see his treasure still remained, the only thing he had to keep of Hitomi.
He cringed when he thought of what had been done, of what he should have done. They loved each other, and he knew he loved that girl more then anything, but he had to let her go, because ultimately love is enough to keep a person going. It was enough to keep him going, but was ultimately enough to distance himself from everyone else.
***
Two girls sat along side each other gazing at the wonder of the threatening ocean that shifted beneath them.
"I think soon," Alex said looking down at her red pendant she had received as a gift for coming of age.
"Do you think we should tell them then?" Cassandra asked unintentionally fingering an identical pendant.
"No. They understand out destiny," Alex said looking at her twin sister and smiling.
Their fate and destiny had been bound into a land not their own. It was written in their sand of time. Their family would understand when they were gone and wouldn't think to question it.
"Now," Cassandra said sanding up and looked over the cliff edge.
"Are you sure sister?" Alex asked standing next to her twin that looked nothing like her. They were night and day from head to toe.
"You know I'm right," Cassandra said jumping off the cliff. Alex followed watching her sister fall she waited for it to come. Light burst around both of them, for a fraction of a second they stopped descending and clumsily reach out for each others hands, and vanished with the pillar of light.
***
"Stupid crummy job," Artimus grumbled as he cleaned out a box of junk for his grandmother's shop, "Stupid tourist. Say anything is a charmed and they buy it."
Being a young boy that had lost his father and mother in a fishing accident in Salem, Artimus had become rather good at grumbling. It almost seemed to be the only thing to keep him going through these long days of shoveling through junk in order to find something that would fetch a price.
"Gram I'm done," he yelled down to his grandmother in the shop.
"Good, just bring down what you can carry for the time being," the woman said.
Thudding down the stairs Artimus returned to his usual place behind the counter with the box ready to price each item fairly for the junk that it was. An old hat two pairs of lace gloves, a funny looking broach and a pendant that was odd on it's own. It was such a deep red, but the fact that it wasn't clear meant that it wasn't a stone of any value, but it was still something different.
"Gram how much do you think that should be?' Artimus asked holding out the pendant on a gold chain.
"I don't know. Maybe we shouldn't sell it then," the old woman said and looked at it.
"Gram come on, it's just a piece of junk like the rest of this stuff," he said opening his arms to the shop.
"Junk," the woman said in a startled but joking voice, "if this is junk then I beg to ask you why people buy it?" she asked leaning against the counter waiting for her grandson to answer.
"People only buy it cause they think it's magical. Because that sign outside there says magical artifacts."
"You are such a silly boy. Everything has magic, everything," she said and held the pendant out to him," Make a wish," she said giving a smile of wisdom that only could have been gained over time.
"A wish huh?" Artimus said taking the stone in his hands and looking at it," I suppose it has to be something that I really want, and not just a new computer," he said and continued to examine the stone. It seemed to be utterly flawless, "I wish I could get out of this place. Be anywhere but here on this planet, just to be gone," he said and held the stone in his hand.
"Be careful what you wish for," his grandmother said, "You might just get it."
The old woman never took Artimus's words of dislike of Salem to heart. It had not been a kind city to him or to their entire family. She knew that one day he would be gone, and there would be no explaining it, other then the fact that he had to get away and come back when it was his time.
"I'm going to go for a walk Gram," Artimus said and then walked out of the shop.
A pillar of light descended from the sky and enveloped him, and in that instant he was gone.
***
"Just leave me alone," a boy of 18 years yelled in the main stairwell of his house. His words echoing off the empty walls, "I just want to be left alone," he sighed sadly and walked out of the house and into a cold December day.
He walked along the ground of a house his family had owned for generations, a house he never wanted to know. Kicking the ground as he stepped he wandered in the forest area. His only sanctuary, to many people surrounded him and not enough people listened to what he really wanted.
Walking past the creek he caught a glint of something gold in the water. Curiosity struck and he went to crack the ice to get to the item trapped. With numbing fingers he took the object out of the creek and looked at it.
"A treasure from the fairies?" he asked himself and then looked around. Holding the pendant he placed it in his pocket and continued walking.
"If I had one wish," he said repeating the words of hundreds of people around the world at that very moment, "I wish I could just go some where, some place other then here," he said giving a faint smile.
Light circled him and in confusion he looked around. It felt clean and pure and in a matter of minutes it succumbed him and he was gone.