Disclaimer: I don't own Ronin Warriors or Gundam Wing. They are owned by Bandai and the what-not-company/people who do. I only own all the original characters and the storyline/plot thingy. (yes! I'm getting good at this modern English grammar/language that all us teenagers use)
Note: Yeah as you read on into this story you will find that it's a crossover between Ronin Warriors and Gundam Wing with a few tidbits here and there. So if you first read this under Gundam Wing, don't expect it to stay that way. I'll probably switch it to Ronin Warriors and back again to get more readers because I'm so very greedy. (the more reviews that happier I am). Hehe. So that's all. Read on to this wonderful sequel to Mythical Times.
World So Cold
By: Raven Moonshadow
Chapter one: Going back
Thorn Draven. Normal nineteen-year-old? Nah…what are you talking about? So, get this, she was 18 when she was first transported to the realm of mystery and magic, or as she now likes to call it, Mythical Times. It was like one big drama/comedy (with the characters she traveled with why wouldn't it be)/sappy romance with a lot of action. So thus Mythical Times came from her thinking of Medieval Times which sadly is copyrighted so she had to make up her own. -.-' Ugh, stupid copyright laws...
Now, after losing her lover from long ago and defeating an evil wizard with the help of her newly gathered friends (long story, don't ask her about it) she was transported back to the present day, which also happened to be a the end of the day that she had first left on (although she could have sworn she had spent nearly a whole week in the Mythical Times). With her renewed memories of her previous self, she woke to find herself with the reincarnation of her lost love, Trowa Barton now Triton Bloom. Well that's where and when the last story took place. This is now…
…a year later.
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"Um…Triton can you please get that box right there. I only have two hands." Thorn said straining to keep her box from slipping from her grasp. It was juggled in her arms, her feet tripping over themselves. Oh no she was going to trip. With a heave, she managed to lug the large box up onto the store countertop. Hahaha triumph. "Whew…one down…" She looked behind her. "…seven more to go." The dark haired girl said with a sigh of defeat. Next to the first another box was placed down, but on the floor in front of the countertop. "Thanks, Triton."
"No problem." He said with laughing forest green eyes that surveyed the room. "It looks like you can use the help." She nodded.
"Yeah, I never really realized that setting up a shop would be so hard." Thorn said walking to the pile of boxes which held her supplies and merchandise. She knelt down and opened the box to peer inside it.
It was full of books on mythology, astrology, mystic arts, the renaissance, and all sorts of books that could be found in a metaphysical shoppe. She looked them over and then directed her attention to the shelf in the far right behind the counter with the glass showcase.
"We can put the books there on those shelves, some of the jewelry in the showcase under the counter, and find out where to put the rest later."
"Haven't you been procrastinating lately? The fair opens up tomorrow and you expect to finish this all in one day?" Triton asked pulling some pendants out of another box and putting them up on the showcase counter. She nodded.
"I have faith in our skills of finishing as quickly as possible and still making it look neat and organized." Thorn said with a smile as Triton made a face.
"Sure…" She knew he wanted to say something more…sarcastic to go along with that mock suspicious 'sure'.
Thorn fingered the garnet pendent around her neck, the rearing unicorn design seemingly engraved in the center flaring up briefly. Triton didn't notice though, he was too busy cutting up some of the tougher boxes. Realizing that he was practically setting up her own shop by himself she knelt down quickly in front of two unopened boxes.
Triton held the razor edge cutter up. "You need this?" He asked. Thorn shook her head sending the raven black strands that weren't held back in her French braid flying.
"That's alright. I'll be fine…I have…um…nails, you know?" Thorn said holding up her hand and shaking her head. Showing him the neatly kept nails she had. The brunette male shrugged and went back to his opening of boxes. Taking the chance of his distraction her hand hovered slightly over the box and instantly it popped open under Thalia's touch. Now, for those who do not know who Thalia is, she is the incarnate spirit that lay dormant in Thorn's mind until the events of Mythical Times. Now she was awake and her magical powers were at Thorn's hands now, for Thorn had been the reincarnation of the dead sorceress. How easy her life had become after learning she had retained Thalia's powers and presence to comfort her.
Reawakened inside.
"Thorn?" Thorn's head snapped up and her gold eyes focused on Tritons worried face at the sound of his voice. He was looking at her strangely, head tilted as if searching her expression for something.
"What?" She murmured down casting her eyes from his probing forest green ones. There was a slightly tense silence between then before he looked away with a shrug.
"I don't know. You just blurred out of focus on me." Triton said. He wasn't really looking at anything in general but his eyes had landed on her costume in the corner. The one that she had woken up in after her adventure in the mythical times only to find that she was back in her own time thinking it had all been just a dream. His eyes turned back toward her. "You feeling okay?"
Oh yeah just down for a trip on memory lane.
She threw in a hesitant smile. "Yeah. Collage was a stress. I'm just glad summer break is here." Thorn lied. Yeah sure, collage was tough but not half as tough as facing an evil sorcerer out for your blood. Compared to that, collage was like jump rope: you just get tired of it after awhile. Luckily, though Triton didn't look all that convinced that her lie was truth, he dropped it. If there was someone who could understand another person's privacy it was Triton, for some odd reason. It was probably a remnant of Trowa's personality holding over into the next life.
"Hey guys, how's it going?" Came Triton's sisters voice from outside. Catherine stepped up into the booth, no doubt coming from her medieval weaponry booth next door.
"We're good. How's your booth?"
"Fine."
"Sorry I stole Triton from you." Thorn said sheepishly with a half smile.
Catherine shrugged. "Hey no biggie. I've done this before, you haven't. You need all the help you can get." The auburn haired girl winked with a smirk, waving her finger expertly. Thorn pouted.
"Sorry that I happen to be the newbie." The black haired girl mumbled. She felt the smiles from both before Triton dropped one of his open boxes in front of her. It was the one full of her books. She blinked down at it.
"Here." He gave a small reassuring smile. "Put these away. I'll start on showcasing the jewelry." She nodded up at him. So sweet, so lovable, and so damn handsome! How could she possibly resist his nudging for her to work.
Now, she said she couldn't resist, but she never said that she wanted to work.
Her feet shuffled across the floor to the book shelf and began her placing of books on the shelves. Then she realized it would be easier to alphabetize the entire collection. Before long her hand went back into the box, only to find it empty. She blinked turning to look back at the box. Done already? No it wasn't possible, there were supposed to be more books that they had ordered. She turned back to a pile by the door. She opened another box. Incense. The next. Candles. She was running out of boxes.
"Hey Triton, where's the other box of books we ordered?" Thorn questioned, looking over her shoulder in his direction. His head popped up over the counter.
"They should be there."
"Well they're not."
"Try the back. I think I saw a few back there." Thorn nodded.
"Oh okay. I'll go check." Thorn rose and dusted off her loose black velvet pants before heading behind the counter toward the back room. She pulled aside the curtain and could already see the boxes in the far corner of the room. "Ah there you buggers are." Thorn whispered to herself and dodged around the huge cooler they had brought and the small hammock they had suspended from the ceiling for rest. Finally she grabbed the first box. Picking up the heavy object she turned and wobbled, ready to go around the other items once again but a sound stopped her.
"S-stop i-it. L-let me g-go!" Came a static and, yet, very recognizable voice that only Thorn knew. She whipped around, nearly losing balance and her grip on the box. It was fuzzy and static, nearly translucent but she recognized Duo's voice and the long braid worn by the elf. But from what she was seeing, his pointy elf ears were gone. He almost looked human except for the amethyst shade his eyes had gained from emotion. It looked like two figures were holding him. He struggled.
Thorn stepped back, surprised at what she was seeing. His name rolled off her tongue. But as soon as it left her lips the image vanished. She stood there, mouth hanging open.
Duo…
What had just happened? A vision? Was Thalia trying to show her something was wrong back in the other world? Thorn slid around the hammock and cooler with the box and out to where Triton was just finishing organizing the jewelry in the display case. She quietly put down the box she was holding and looked at Triton as he put different scented bundles of incense in the holders that they had in alphabetical order. Her forehead crinkled. Maybe she could use the pendant and Thalia's magic to go back. But what about Triton? And their shop? She had to make up her mind.
Her face set into that of determination. She would go, but first she would finish putting away what she could. That meant there was no time to spare. She hurried and opened up the box. It was filled with more books which she immediately started putting away just as Triton began organizing the colored candles on a shelf across the room. She lowered her eyes and looked back to the books she was placing away. She felt bad about leaving him but she would be back later. Somehow, someway, she would.
An hour or so later the books were away, along with a few other things, and Triton was still putting stuff up and organizing their little shop, beautifying it. He was working so hard it made her feel even worst about leaving him behind to man the shop alone.
She smiled at him as soon as he turned to face her. Quickly she walked to him, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and excused herself saying she would be back later. Please don't worry if I don't come back sooner than later. Her silent wish before she took a few steps back away from him. Triton merely turned a slight shade of pink and nodded, with a small smile forming. Even though she could tell his mind was now elsewhere.
Thorn grabbed her old outfit and slipped away from the rows of shops that lined the unpaved and small road and into the forest. The one she had been found in after her first adventure to the world of Mythical Times. There she found the large willow by the lake and stood before it.
"Please let this work." Thorn whispered, her fingers curling around the garnet stone. O virgo caelum, gratia ego, facio mea cupio verus. She closed her eyes and made the wish after her prayer, Thalia's presence was strong within her. She was wishing with Thorn. Hoping to go back to her original world. Then she felt the warmth surround her. The garnet stone glowed crimson and the unicorn in the center was glowing as well. She felt the light, fuzzy feeling of the teleportation. Thorn opened her shinning gold eyes and stared at the sky gratefully. "Ego gratias agere."
And then she was gone, sucked up into the dark tunnel of magic that would bring her to the Mythical Times and to her friends.
~Owari
Raven: A short teaser chapter to reintroduce Thorn. I started this due to a request that I got from a friend of mine who said that they were waiting for me to make a sequel to this. He wanted to see what happens. Oh and the language that Thorn speaks at the end is Latin. If you want a translation you can ask. I don't remember much because when summer comes I tend to try to forget what I learned all year. I just know that it starts out "O sky maiden…" and then I forget the rest. Hehe *sweatdrop*. Ask me later and maybe I'll remember. I just remember that she is praying to this sky maiden and then Ego gratias agere is I give you thanks or something.
