Author's Note: For some odd reason when I tried to originally upload this chapter, it
wouldn't work. So…that's why this is delayed. And for those who don't know already,
Sosei, Reincarnation's Sequel is up.
Dream Weaver
Chapter 2
Garnet/Suteki:
"Will you be ok in here, Garnet?"
I glanced at Musouka carefully, noting how different she looked. She looked
just like Natiohane, only her orange eyes continued to shine dully. I had to admit I
was a bit worried about her because of tearstains I saw earlier. I nodded and
watched her leave. I quietly slipped my blankets off, revealing the rest of my fully
clothed self. I didn't intend to go to sleep quite yet. You see, Iyori told me to follow
Musouka to know more and I intended to do so. I slipped out of the window quietly
and crept along the boardwalk after Musouka's fading form.
I picked up speed, quickly shielding myself behind the leaves of a nearby tree.
Musouka and Iyori were in a moonlight clearing, sitting directly across from each
other.
"What did the elder tell you?" Iyori asked.
"Suteki's appearance means ill tidings for Jougen. But I don't want to cast her
aside. She has no memory of her past, you know."
"I have observed Suteki some today. I think certain things jog her memory. I
think that if we expose her to Gaian influence, it will start to come back."
"But that's the problem. Only you, Dori and me can travel outside of the
village. And I can't leave the village for long, not with Natiohane behaving erratically
as it is."
Iyori shook his head and sighed.
"I can send Dori out to get what we need. Jougen needs our magical
protection right now."
"Brother…Natiohane wants me to come to her lands tomorrow."
"You're afraid, aren't you?"
"It's too close to the crescent moon, Iyori. I can't be inflicted with darkness
before then."
"Fear is your downfall."
My gaze snapped to a dark figure in the corner of the forest. As if cued by
her appearance, it began to rain heavily. I wanted to go back to Iyori's house, but it
wouldn't be wise if I tried to leave with Natiohane here.
"Why are you here, Natiohane?" Musouka snapped.
Her voice sounded shaky and unsure for a moment and then it seemed to
gather strength.
"I'm certainly not here for Jougen, if that's what you are thinking. However, I
do owe you some pain!"
Natiohane held out her arm in which dark energy crackled at the base of it. I
was greeted with the image of the little boy in blue again. This time, he held both of
his hands out, releasing a torrent of flames from them. I could hear a voice crying,
'Vivi! Vivi!'. The next thing I saw was the silver haired man, only he was
well…completely red. Not only that, but he was expelling some kind of red energy
from his body. 'Kuja! Stop it!' Who was Kuja? Who was Vivi?
A shrill scream drew me out of my reverie and I saw Musouka hit the ground.
Iyori flicked his wrist in Natiohane's direction, watching idly as a cloud of ice hit her. I
narrowed my eyes, expecting for her (Natiohane) to be injured…but she appeared
unscathed.
"You were always weak, Iyori. You should stop holding half of that power
back!"
Within seconds, Iyori flew backwards into a tree and stayed there, suspended
just inches away from the ground. I jumped out of the leaves I was hiding under and
went to him, shielding him from the rest of Natiohane's attacks (or so I hoped).
Apparently, my interruption didn't go over well with Musouka and Natiohane.
"Why are you here, Suteki?" Musouka asked. Natiohane turned her gaze on me
intently.
"So this is the death of you, Musouka. She holds great power, but thankfully
enough, she doesn't remember how to use it. Now isn't that ironic?"
When Musouka didn't answer, she whipped out a long, sharp knife and
approached me slowly. Iyori had long since gone silent since I had suddenly ran out
into the clearing. In one fluid motion, Natiohane lunged with the knife, plunging it into
my shoulder. Pain shot through my body and I slumped to the ground.
"Dark Necrovalley Sweep!"
Blinding light flooded my vision and I shielded my eyes painfully. There was a
shriek and then nothing. The next thing I saw was rain and Musouka's pale, white
face. She had her hands covering her mouth.
"I'm s-sorry, S-Suteki!"
I opened my mouth to speak, but she left before I could say a thing. Two
strong arms helped me off of the ground and turned me around. I peered into the
noble face of Iyori calmly.
"Looks like nothing else got hurt. I can fix that shoulder wound in a
heartbeat."
"Are you ok, Iyori?" I asked.
"I'm fine, Suteki. Don't worry about me. I've got a higher defense than
Natiohane knows," He replied.
I had to wonder if Iyori had more power than he was letting on. And then, I
had to wonder what exactly they were capable of.
"Where did Musouka go?" I asked.
"I will tell you later. For now, let's go back to my house."
Iyori whisked me off of my feet gently as to not aggravate my injury. The
image of a man carrying someone entered my mind for a moment or two, but I
shook it off. It wasn't long before Iyori had me sitting comfortably on a small bed in
his house. The knife that Natiohane stabbed me with was still stuck in there,
surprisingly enough.
"Now this may hurt a bit," Iyori warned, placing his hand on the knife hilt. I
clenched my teeth, preparing myself for the incoming pain. In one fluid motion, Iyori
yanked it out and a warm sensation slid down my spine. Wait…where was the pain? I
stared at the knife with a frown.
"A Cura spell, if your curious," Iyori said, trying to keep the amusement out of
his voice.
Cura…that sounded familiar. I rubbed my shoulder lightly, noting how
seemingly healed and sore it was.
"You didn't tell me where Musouka went," I pointed out.
"She's in Yoarashi now. I doubt she'll be back before sunrise, so don't worry
about her."
"But she seemed scared…and that spell…"
"The spell is called Dark Necrovalley Sweep and Musouka helped me out with
half of the energy needed to cast it. She was going to cast it by herself, but
something made her hesitate."
Was Iyori not telling me something here? Iyori rubbed my head tenderly and
moved toward the door.
"Get some rest, Suteki. I will be back in a few minutes."
"Ok."
Iyori:
I closed the door behind me softly, knowing clearly well that Suteki wasn't
asleep. The only thing that I needed to do right now was to talk to Dori about the
literature in Gaia. The faster we got Suteki out of here, the better off Jougen and
Yoarashi would be. I wasn't saying that she was a threat to us, but something had to
be done. I headed down the boardwalk, clothes billowing out behind me, to Dori's
house. She was home now; I could tell by the way the candles flickered outside her
window. As I drew near, the door swung open and Dori poked her head out.
"Let me guess, you want a favor."
I laughed.
"Yeah, we need to get Suteki out of here."
"Heh, no kidding."
wouldn't work. So…that's why this is delayed. And for those who don't know already,
Sosei, Reincarnation's Sequel is up.
Dream Weaver
Chapter 2
Garnet/Suteki:
"Will you be ok in here, Garnet?"
I glanced at Musouka carefully, noting how different she looked. She looked
just like Natiohane, only her orange eyes continued to shine dully. I had to admit I
was a bit worried about her because of tearstains I saw earlier. I nodded and
watched her leave. I quietly slipped my blankets off, revealing the rest of my fully
clothed self. I didn't intend to go to sleep quite yet. You see, Iyori told me to follow
Musouka to know more and I intended to do so. I slipped out of the window quietly
and crept along the boardwalk after Musouka's fading form.
I picked up speed, quickly shielding myself behind the leaves of a nearby tree.
Musouka and Iyori were in a moonlight clearing, sitting directly across from each
other.
"What did the elder tell you?" Iyori asked.
"Suteki's appearance means ill tidings for Jougen. But I don't want to cast her
aside. She has no memory of her past, you know."
"I have observed Suteki some today. I think certain things jog her memory. I
think that if we expose her to Gaian influence, it will start to come back."
"But that's the problem. Only you, Dori and me can travel outside of the
village. And I can't leave the village for long, not with Natiohane behaving erratically
as it is."
Iyori shook his head and sighed.
"I can send Dori out to get what we need. Jougen needs our magical
protection right now."
"Brother…Natiohane wants me to come to her lands tomorrow."
"You're afraid, aren't you?"
"It's too close to the crescent moon, Iyori. I can't be inflicted with darkness
before then."
"Fear is your downfall."
My gaze snapped to a dark figure in the corner of the forest. As if cued by
her appearance, it began to rain heavily. I wanted to go back to Iyori's house, but it
wouldn't be wise if I tried to leave with Natiohane here.
"Why are you here, Natiohane?" Musouka snapped.
Her voice sounded shaky and unsure for a moment and then it seemed to
gather strength.
"I'm certainly not here for Jougen, if that's what you are thinking. However, I
do owe you some pain!"
Natiohane held out her arm in which dark energy crackled at the base of it. I
was greeted with the image of the little boy in blue again. This time, he held both of
his hands out, releasing a torrent of flames from them. I could hear a voice crying,
'Vivi! Vivi!'. The next thing I saw was the silver haired man, only he was
well…completely red. Not only that, but he was expelling some kind of red energy
from his body. 'Kuja! Stop it!' Who was Kuja? Who was Vivi?
A shrill scream drew me out of my reverie and I saw Musouka hit the ground.
Iyori flicked his wrist in Natiohane's direction, watching idly as a cloud of ice hit her. I
narrowed my eyes, expecting for her (Natiohane) to be injured…but she appeared
unscathed.
"You were always weak, Iyori. You should stop holding half of that power
back!"
Within seconds, Iyori flew backwards into a tree and stayed there, suspended
just inches away from the ground. I jumped out of the leaves I was hiding under and
went to him, shielding him from the rest of Natiohane's attacks (or so I hoped).
Apparently, my interruption didn't go over well with Musouka and Natiohane.
"Why are you here, Suteki?" Musouka asked. Natiohane turned her gaze on me
intently.
"So this is the death of you, Musouka. She holds great power, but thankfully
enough, she doesn't remember how to use it. Now isn't that ironic?"
When Musouka didn't answer, she whipped out a long, sharp knife and
approached me slowly. Iyori had long since gone silent since I had suddenly ran out
into the clearing. In one fluid motion, Natiohane lunged with the knife, plunging it into
my shoulder. Pain shot through my body and I slumped to the ground.
"Dark Necrovalley Sweep!"
Blinding light flooded my vision and I shielded my eyes painfully. There was a
shriek and then nothing. The next thing I saw was rain and Musouka's pale, white
face. She had her hands covering her mouth.
"I'm s-sorry, S-Suteki!"
I opened my mouth to speak, but she left before I could say a thing. Two
strong arms helped me off of the ground and turned me around. I peered into the
noble face of Iyori calmly.
"Looks like nothing else got hurt. I can fix that shoulder wound in a
heartbeat."
"Are you ok, Iyori?" I asked.
"I'm fine, Suteki. Don't worry about me. I've got a higher defense than
Natiohane knows," He replied.
I had to wonder if Iyori had more power than he was letting on. And then, I
had to wonder what exactly they were capable of.
"Where did Musouka go?" I asked.
"I will tell you later. For now, let's go back to my house."
Iyori whisked me off of my feet gently as to not aggravate my injury. The
image of a man carrying someone entered my mind for a moment or two, but I
shook it off. It wasn't long before Iyori had me sitting comfortably on a small bed in
his house. The knife that Natiohane stabbed me with was still stuck in there,
surprisingly enough.
"Now this may hurt a bit," Iyori warned, placing his hand on the knife hilt. I
clenched my teeth, preparing myself for the incoming pain. In one fluid motion, Iyori
yanked it out and a warm sensation slid down my spine. Wait…where was the pain? I
stared at the knife with a frown.
"A Cura spell, if your curious," Iyori said, trying to keep the amusement out of
his voice.
Cura…that sounded familiar. I rubbed my shoulder lightly, noting how
seemingly healed and sore it was.
"You didn't tell me where Musouka went," I pointed out.
"She's in Yoarashi now. I doubt she'll be back before sunrise, so don't worry
about her."
"But she seemed scared…and that spell…"
"The spell is called Dark Necrovalley Sweep and Musouka helped me out with
half of the energy needed to cast it. She was going to cast it by herself, but
something made her hesitate."
Was Iyori not telling me something here? Iyori rubbed my head tenderly and
moved toward the door.
"Get some rest, Suteki. I will be back in a few minutes."
"Ok."
Iyori:
I closed the door behind me softly, knowing clearly well that Suteki wasn't
asleep. The only thing that I needed to do right now was to talk to Dori about the
literature in Gaia. The faster we got Suteki out of here, the better off Jougen and
Yoarashi would be. I wasn't saying that she was a threat to us, but something had to
be done. I headed down the boardwalk, clothes billowing out behind me, to Dori's
house. She was home now; I could tell by the way the candles flickered outside her
window. As I drew near, the door swung open and Dori poked her head out.
"Let me guess, you want a favor."
I laughed.
"Yeah, we need to get Suteki out of here."
"Heh, no kidding."