Don't own BoF
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"They have hated me, they have loved me,
But they always feared me."
Queen Nina II "Black Wings" of Wyndia
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"A-Tur, Won-Qu; Come forth." Fou-Lou called out as he entered his chamber. He could feel his to loyal servants as they entered the room, "I have a job for you two, a pup named Ryu, has to die."
"Do you know where he is sire?" A-Tur asked staring intently at his master.
"He is headed for the Wyndia of old, and remember, around here I am not Sire." Fou-Lou spoke. He looked at himself in the mirror, //I need to calm myself down// he thought as he sat down. //It will not be much longer, I shall be crowned the emperor and my old nation shall once again rise up. // "I would do it myself, but as you know I am accountable of my actions, and murder will hinder our plans."
"Yes master, it is done." Won-Qu replied as he disappeared and left the room along with A-Tur.
Fou-Lou reached over and took a glass of wine into his hands, he realized then that his hands were shaking with rage //I will need more then a glass//. Lifting up the entire pitcher he brought it to his lips, letting the succulent deep wine go down his throat. //How I long to have mine own hands around his own throat, but my pets have yet to fail me, and they know not to return to me without his head. //
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Niobe stepped around the corner, //Fou-Lou has made his move, but I now know where my son is, I can go warn him, and if Fou-Lou harms my son, He will feel my pain as I remove his own from existence//
Niobe walked away swiftly and silently from Fou-Lou's residence and towards her own. Locking the door into her room she began to think. A-Tur and Won-Qu were never violent, and they avoided fighting whenever it was possible. The murder will occur at night. Looking at her wall clock she deduced the time near 'Old Wyndia' //almost nightfall, I have only a few hours to warn my son, but should I tell him who he is? Should I explain to him of his true powers? // Niobe sat back and began to think, what was she going to do? If she told Ryu who he was he would have to fight Teepo, if she didn't, he may lack the ability to fight Fou-Lou's wretched dogs. Niobe made up her mind; she knew what she would have to do.
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"Hey Ryu, I think we've solved your problems" Ryu heard Bow say from the front of the cart. Standing up he looked over at Nina, still sleeping curled up on the floor of the cart. He took his own cover and threw it one her, //I wont be needing it now// Crawling to the front of the cart he couldn't see what Bow was talking about.
"What are you talking about? What problem." Ryu asked groggily as he checked once again.
"Right there, the pretty lady who needs a lift." Bow said with a smile. Ryu hit him in the arm; he could see whom Bow was talking about now. A lady was standing in the middle of the road unmoving.
"Hello?" Ryu asked as he jumped out of the cart, now fully awake.
"We need to talk alone." The lady said.
"What do you mea-" Ryu heard a groan; turning around he could see that Bow was unconscious leaning on the reigns of the horses. "Who the-" Ryu began as he reached for his sword. His hand stopped.
"You cannot kill me, you will not kill me, and you will however listen. Beware of all, there are men out to kill you, The Dream you had is real, it is real, everything occurred. Beware of Teepo." And the lady was gone. Ryu flexed his hands and saw that he could move. Turning around he realized that Bow was awake and staring at him intently.
"You ok buddy?" Bow asked, "You kinda spazzed out there for a second, I asked you if you could wake Nina up, we need to wake her up, 'Old Wyndia' is ahead but before reaching Old Wyndia we need to know which fork to take in the road."
//Am I ok? Was this another dream? // "I'm coming man, Ryu said as he jumped into the cart, lightly shaking Nina awake they continued on their way. Before them stood the unknown in the Old Winding capitol
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Katt sat in her room thinking about what had just happened. //I can't believe dad listened to me. // Kat's father, Rei, was a fun-loving man with features resembling that of Katt; he was a fearsome fighter and a lover of all things entertaining. People had told Katt that she and her father were one in the same. He however never listened to Katt who was often quick to act and quick to think, but she always ended up wrong, like the time I told father to strike against the River Cats because I thought they were plotting something against him. They were plotting something though, that something happened to be her fathers surprise birthday party. But today, when Katt spoke, her father listened, and he acted with her. It was invigorating watching her father make orders here and there, sending messengers down to all of the tribes, from the River Cats in the basin, to the Thunder Cats that lived on the Thunder plateau, From the Mountain Cats that lived atop the Mountain ranges, to the infamous Shadow Cats who showed no allegiance but to themselves.
"Knock Knock" Katt heard a voice say; turning around she could see her brother Cray standing there.
"Hey Cray!" Katt said turning around and bounding towards him. They hadn't seen each other in years since Katt had left home to travel the worlds. Every time she had come home Cray had been leading some expedition, or hunting trip, or on an official errand for their father, Rei. Cray looked and acted nothing like Katt, maybe that was due to the fact that they weren't really brother and sister. Cray had entered the Sahar Cats after the Thunder Cats had invaded Sahar lands. When Sahar retaliated the leader of the Thunder Cats, Crays father, fell in battle. Cray, then only two years old and barely had the ability to walk, attacked Rei and, as many of the Thunder Cats will retell it, held his own until Rei's followers stopped him.
Rei himself never argued that rumor, stating he wanted no more ill blood between them and himself. That was twenty years ago and now the Thunder Cats are allies to the Sahar, even if they are under different leadership.
Cray lifted Katt up effortlessly, they were of as dissimilar as night and day, where Katt was tall and lanky, Cray was short and stout. Where his hair was short and neat, hers was long and disheveled. But there was nothing but love between the two of them, many would think that Cray would be angry for what happened, but his somber attitude and logical reasoning gave way, he felt his father had done the first wrong and so Cray served Rei, day in and day out. The Sahar were a democratic nation, with each Chief leading for the duration of his life, leading until he died or stepped down. However, Crays intelligence and diligence had given him a chance to run for Chief whenever Rei stepped down, and the people loved him. They listened to what he said and would follow him into the depths of hell itself.
"I've got to thank you for what you said today." Cray said, setting Katt down on her bed. Sitting on the corner of the bed himself.
"No need to thank me..." Katt began but Cray was still speaking.
"The greatest enemy of the Woren is itself, Nations surrounding us are unified while we are not. We had our land given to us, GIVEN TO US by the Wyndians and yet when we get it we bicker and split up. Sometimes I think the Dark Dragons coming are a good thing." He said finishing his little speech. Cray was embarrassed by the fact that his natural father had added to the violence and greed that split up the Woren lands.
"Why is it a good thing?" Katt said as she climbed out of bed. Walking towards her closet she began to remove her top. Having gotten home just hours ago she hadn't had time to change or wash up. She and Cray had no inhibitions or anything to hide, while they weren't blood, they felt as close as blood, //and anyway, Cray isn't my type and he's to be wed//
"It's making our father act and attempt to unify the lands of the Woren." Cray said, now looking up to see what Katt was doing. "Katt, your back, what happened?"
Katt finished removing her shirt and turned around, //Crap the bruise is still there// "That's me being a tad bit to slow and thinking that a man wouldn't really fight back in the tournament against a lady." Katt replied, "Boy was I wrong, money does strange things to some men."
Cray sighed as he watched Katt climb into her basin, the water was steaming hot, just as Katt liked it. "Anyways, I'm glad to have you back, how long will you be staying this time anyway?" Cray asked as he stood up to leave.
"I don't know, whenever it tickles my fancy," Katt responded, "Now begone!" She said in a mock authoritarian voice. Cray smiled and walked out of the door, most likely off to see either his soon to be wife, or their father. Katt took this opportunity to stretch a little and get a much-needed catnap.
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Old Wyndia was definitely a marvel. Nina Bow and Ryu had entered the city under the guise of a family of farmers, Nina and Ryu, giving a plainsmen Monk, Bow, a ride into the city. They had spent much of the day walking around, soaking in the sights of the city that surrounded them. It was much like Wyndia they knew, except everyone had wings, except of course for any travelers.
"Explain to me again why I can't spread my wings in here?" Nina asked once more to her 'husband'. She was wearing clothes with no slits, her wings wrapped around her body underneath her clothing.
"How many of them have black ones?" Ryu asked, looking down at his wife, since he was a good head taller then her. They walked hand in hand much like a couple should with Bow following along leaning heavily on his walking stick to give himself the illusion of him spending more time with a pen and paper then he did traveling.
"Remember we have a meeting with the Winding king very soon," Bow reminded them, "I wouldn't want us to miss it because you two are to busy being married."
"I guess it is time to start going back," Ryu mused, paying his friend no heed. Bow had found it comedic to refer to himself as the third wheel lately, stating that because as the plainsmen priest he is the third wheel to the married couple but Ryu knew his friend better then that.
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By the time the trio had returned to the palace it was time for their meeting. Standing in the waiting room Ryu and Bow reviewed the arguments that they would pose to the King. Somehow they would have to convince them to take Nina in as an asylum seeker. Once Nina had received asylum Ryu and Bow would receive their pay whenever Nina regained her throne, having taken her oath on that matter.
"The Lord will receive you now" A woman told the three of them. They all walked in, Ryu in the lead, being trailed by both Nina and Bow. They bowed as they entered, their eyes sweeping over the luxurious room.
"I must say, you must have something important for me. Most people wait months to have a word with me." The Lord said. In this world the Leader was a Lord, Ryu and Bow had the reasoning behind this explained to them. The Wyndians of old had been awaiting someone who would sit upon the thrown, and all who sat the thrown while waiting for the person would be neither king nor queen, but simply Lord.
"Lord, after the recent upheavals of New Wyndia we have come across someone who needs protecting that we cannot give." Bow began as planned. "Whom we have here is the Princess Nina of New Wyndia."
"Princess Nina?" The Lord spoke as he shifted in his chair trying to get a good look at Nina. "I had heard she'd died when she attempted to ascend, I also heard her hair was long and gold, not short and dirty blond. Can you prove this?" The answer was just as Ryu had expected it to be, and he was already taking steps towards Nina.
"Yes we can sir, Nina did not die when she ascended, and she simply ascended into something the people did not want." With a quick flick of the wrist Ryu produced a short knife that he had snuck into the proceedings. Taking a hold of the back of Nina's blouse he made two swift cuts downward where her wings would be, cutting the fabric but going no deeper. Releasing her wings from the prison made Nina's wings instinctively stretch out in impressive display, black feathers floated across the room as her wings settled into a more comfortable position. "As you can see, Nina became as-" Ryu was cut off. Looking over where the Lord once sat was now a man on his knees.
"What are you doing?" Bow asked, obviously perplexed at this turn of events.
"I'm bowing at our new queen, the visions have come true, and the one with black wings has come to lead Old Wyndia."
Within moments the entire city knew what had occurred and had gathered in the large town square. every one of them, man woman and child had received the dream at the same time every year for the past 11,000 years. The dream that a black winged one would rule, and now they took part in the celebrations
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"The City is celebrating the crowning of 'The Queen' it seems" Won-Qu said to his brother, A-Tur. "Ryu is being housed in the palace."
"Then we shall strike at nightfall when the guards are sleepy and drunken, when Ryu's belly is happy and swollen my knife shall find his throat." A-Tur responded.
"Then it is decided,"
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"Dammit" Myria said as she slammed her fist's down on the console. "The dream of the black winged Nina was given to reunite the two Wyndia's, not to allow the Dragon child a safe, and powerful haven." She said to no one in particular. "It seems everything I do eventually goes wrong, I try to help one race, and somehow it helps those Dragons."
"What about the Urkans?" Myria heard Deis said.
"They're to busy praying for the meaning of my dream to act. You would think a dream of a Dragon dying by the hands of a guardian would be clear enough but the Priests of Urka have become complacent and content." Myria said with a sigh. "Maybe I need to send them a pestilence of some sort to whip them into shape."
"I highly doubt things are going that bad" Deis responded.
"Everything is going badly, The Dark Dragons prepare to move towards Woren, The Woren are too busy talking about reuniting to put up a fight, the Holy Dragons are marching towards Old Wyndia in hopes of forming up with the Old Winding army. A thought not to distant now that the woman running the Old Wyndian's not only would side with the Holy Dragons attempts of ousting the Dark Dragons from power but also is hopelessly smitten with a Dragon, although she knows it not. The Urkans are too busy praying to do anything, which makes me wonder whether or not they are as strong as they were those thousands of years ago. Suddenly it seems less and less a chance for me to stop the Dragons from clashing." Myria said as she sat down at her chair.
An alarm went off at Myria's console screen, quickly typing a few buttons she waited as the information flew up upon the screen. //Oh no...// Myria thought. That thought quickly changed into a silent cheer. //One of the Dragons, is about to die.//
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No one saw Won-Qu and A-Tur enter the palace via its side windows, the guards were too busy chatting loudly to notice the two dark figures slip past them, the Maids to busy putting an end to the wonderful night by sneaking passionate embraces with the Butlers. Stealing them away into closets, other bedrooms, and any place two people could comfortably, or uncomfortably fit in. They would not be raising alarm. The guard dogs could not discern the sent of the two mysterious men who sneaked around the palace guards, their noses still filled with the scent of alcohol ingested by their masters.
No one at all.
Then they reached the room Ryu was staying in. Cracking the door open they could see Ryu lying in bed, and they could hear his soft breathing. To be cautious A-tur took a quick scent of the room, one of his abilities. //Ryu is here right now// He thought. The smell was fresh and was coming from the bed.
A-Tur silently signaled to Won-Qu as he snuck up towards the bed, drawing his knife A-Tur stood above the figure or Ryu sleeping, and swiftly struck downwards.
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There, chapter 6 finished. You guys need some patience, I mean there are other things that I do other then write. Also the reason why the updates where so frequent in the beginning was due to the fact that I had the first three chapters written, and by posting one a day while working on chapter 4 it gave the illusion that I was a quick writer. Well my prudence caught up with me and now I'm working one chapter at a time.
This is not a straight BoF fic. Some things will be conveniently forgotten from the BoF universe.
It's becoming difficult to balance this many characters in so many different places; I mean I have
Ursula, Momo, Norvald with the Holy Dragons heading towards OW (Old Wyndia)
Nina Bow Ryu Won-Qu A-Tur in OW
Rei Cray Katt in Woren land
Teepo in NW (Guess)
Fou-Lou, Niobe in Drogen
Myria Deis in an unknown location
And I've yet to touch Urka. That's 16 characters in five locations, so the next update may take awhile, Oh and I'm planning on thinning that character roster before adding more characters from Urka, so sorry if one of your favorite characters is killed, and sorry if you thought that character was important to the story and was necessary.
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"They have hated me, they have loved me,
But they always feared me."
Queen Nina II "Black Wings" of Wyndia
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"A-Tur, Won-Qu; Come forth." Fou-Lou called out as he entered his chamber. He could feel his to loyal servants as they entered the room, "I have a job for you two, a pup named Ryu, has to die."
"Do you know where he is sire?" A-Tur asked staring intently at his master.
"He is headed for the Wyndia of old, and remember, around here I am not Sire." Fou-Lou spoke. He looked at himself in the mirror, //I need to calm myself down// he thought as he sat down. //It will not be much longer, I shall be crowned the emperor and my old nation shall once again rise up. // "I would do it myself, but as you know I am accountable of my actions, and murder will hinder our plans."
"Yes master, it is done." Won-Qu replied as he disappeared and left the room along with A-Tur.
Fou-Lou reached over and took a glass of wine into his hands, he realized then that his hands were shaking with rage //I will need more then a glass//. Lifting up the entire pitcher he brought it to his lips, letting the succulent deep wine go down his throat. //How I long to have mine own hands around his own throat, but my pets have yet to fail me, and they know not to return to me without his head. //
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Niobe stepped around the corner, //Fou-Lou has made his move, but I now know where my son is, I can go warn him, and if Fou-Lou harms my son, He will feel my pain as I remove his own from existence//
Niobe walked away swiftly and silently from Fou-Lou's residence and towards her own. Locking the door into her room she began to think. A-Tur and Won-Qu were never violent, and they avoided fighting whenever it was possible. The murder will occur at night. Looking at her wall clock she deduced the time near 'Old Wyndia' //almost nightfall, I have only a few hours to warn my son, but should I tell him who he is? Should I explain to him of his true powers? // Niobe sat back and began to think, what was she going to do? If she told Ryu who he was he would have to fight Teepo, if she didn't, he may lack the ability to fight Fou-Lou's wretched dogs. Niobe made up her mind; she knew what she would have to do.
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"Hey Ryu, I think we've solved your problems" Ryu heard Bow say from the front of the cart. Standing up he looked over at Nina, still sleeping curled up on the floor of the cart. He took his own cover and threw it one her, //I wont be needing it now// Crawling to the front of the cart he couldn't see what Bow was talking about.
"What are you talking about? What problem." Ryu asked groggily as he checked once again.
"Right there, the pretty lady who needs a lift." Bow said with a smile. Ryu hit him in the arm; he could see whom Bow was talking about now. A lady was standing in the middle of the road unmoving.
"Hello?" Ryu asked as he jumped out of the cart, now fully awake.
"We need to talk alone." The lady said.
"What do you mea-" Ryu heard a groan; turning around he could see that Bow was unconscious leaning on the reigns of the horses. "Who the-" Ryu began as he reached for his sword. His hand stopped.
"You cannot kill me, you will not kill me, and you will however listen. Beware of all, there are men out to kill you, The Dream you had is real, it is real, everything occurred. Beware of Teepo." And the lady was gone. Ryu flexed his hands and saw that he could move. Turning around he realized that Bow was awake and staring at him intently.
"You ok buddy?" Bow asked, "You kinda spazzed out there for a second, I asked you if you could wake Nina up, we need to wake her up, 'Old Wyndia' is ahead but before reaching Old Wyndia we need to know which fork to take in the road."
//Am I ok? Was this another dream? // "I'm coming man, Ryu said as he jumped into the cart, lightly shaking Nina awake they continued on their way. Before them stood the unknown in the Old Winding capitol
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Katt sat in her room thinking about what had just happened. //I can't believe dad listened to me. // Kat's father, Rei, was a fun-loving man with features resembling that of Katt; he was a fearsome fighter and a lover of all things entertaining. People had told Katt that she and her father were one in the same. He however never listened to Katt who was often quick to act and quick to think, but she always ended up wrong, like the time I told father to strike against the River Cats because I thought they were plotting something against him. They were plotting something though, that something happened to be her fathers surprise birthday party. But today, when Katt spoke, her father listened, and he acted with her. It was invigorating watching her father make orders here and there, sending messengers down to all of the tribes, from the River Cats in the basin, to the Thunder Cats that lived on the Thunder plateau, From the Mountain Cats that lived atop the Mountain ranges, to the infamous Shadow Cats who showed no allegiance but to themselves.
"Knock Knock" Katt heard a voice say; turning around she could see her brother Cray standing there.
"Hey Cray!" Katt said turning around and bounding towards him. They hadn't seen each other in years since Katt had left home to travel the worlds. Every time she had come home Cray had been leading some expedition, or hunting trip, or on an official errand for their father, Rei. Cray looked and acted nothing like Katt, maybe that was due to the fact that they weren't really brother and sister. Cray had entered the Sahar Cats after the Thunder Cats had invaded Sahar lands. When Sahar retaliated the leader of the Thunder Cats, Crays father, fell in battle. Cray, then only two years old and barely had the ability to walk, attacked Rei and, as many of the Thunder Cats will retell it, held his own until Rei's followers stopped him.
Rei himself never argued that rumor, stating he wanted no more ill blood between them and himself. That was twenty years ago and now the Thunder Cats are allies to the Sahar, even if they are under different leadership.
Cray lifted Katt up effortlessly, they were of as dissimilar as night and day, where Katt was tall and lanky, Cray was short and stout. Where his hair was short and neat, hers was long and disheveled. But there was nothing but love between the two of them, many would think that Cray would be angry for what happened, but his somber attitude and logical reasoning gave way, he felt his father had done the first wrong and so Cray served Rei, day in and day out. The Sahar were a democratic nation, with each Chief leading for the duration of his life, leading until he died or stepped down. However, Crays intelligence and diligence had given him a chance to run for Chief whenever Rei stepped down, and the people loved him. They listened to what he said and would follow him into the depths of hell itself.
"I've got to thank you for what you said today." Cray said, setting Katt down on her bed. Sitting on the corner of the bed himself.
"No need to thank me..." Katt began but Cray was still speaking.
"The greatest enemy of the Woren is itself, Nations surrounding us are unified while we are not. We had our land given to us, GIVEN TO US by the Wyndians and yet when we get it we bicker and split up. Sometimes I think the Dark Dragons coming are a good thing." He said finishing his little speech. Cray was embarrassed by the fact that his natural father had added to the violence and greed that split up the Woren lands.
"Why is it a good thing?" Katt said as she climbed out of bed. Walking towards her closet she began to remove her top. Having gotten home just hours ago she hadn't had time to change or wash up. She and Cray had no inhibitions or anything to hide, while they weren't blood, they felt as close as blood, //and anyway, Cray isn't my type and he's to be wed//
"It's making our father act and attempt to unify the lands of the Woren." Cray said, now looking up to see what Katt was doing. "Katt, your back, what happened?"
Katt finished removing her shirt and turned around, //Crap the bruise is still there// "That's me being a tad bit to slow and thinking that a man wouldn't really fight back in the tournament against a lady." Katt replied, "Boy was I wrong, money does strange things to some men."
Cray sighed as he watched Katt climb into her basin, the water was steaming hot, just as Katt liked it. "Anyways, I'm glad to have you back, how long will you be staying this time anyway?" Cray asked as he stood up to leave.
"I don't know, whenever it tickles my fancy," Katt responded, "Now begone!" She said in a mock authoritarian voice. Cray smiled and walked out of the door, most likely off to see either his soon to be wife, or their father. Katt took this opportunity to stretch a little and get a much-needed catnap.
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Old Wyndia was definitely a marvel. Nina Bow and Ryu had entered the city under the guise of a family of farmers, Nina and Ryu, giving a plainsmen Monk, Bow, a ride into the city. They had spent much of the day walking around, soaking in the sights of the city that surrounded them. It was much like Wyndia they knew, except everyone had wings, except of course for any travelers.
"Explain to me again why I can't spread my wings in here?" Nina asked once more to her 'husband'. She was wearing clothes with no slits, her wings wrapped around her body underneath her clothing.
"How many of them have black ones?" Ryu asked, looking down at his wife, since he was a good head taller then her. They walked hand in hand much like a couple should with Bow following along leaning heavily on his walking stick to give himself the illusion of him spending more time with a pen and paper then he did traveling.
"Remember we have a meeting with the Winding king very soon," Bow reminded them, "I wouldn't want us to miss it because you two are to busy being married."
"I guess it is time to start going back," Ryu mused, paying his friend no heed. Bow had found it comedic to refer to himself as the third wheel lately, stating that because as the plainsmen priest he is the third wheel to the married couple but Ryu knew his friend better then that.
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By the time the trio had returned to the palace it was time for their meeting. Standing in the waiting room Ryu and Bow reviewed the arguments that they would pose to the King. Somehow they would have to convince them to take Nina in as an asylum seeker. Once Nina had received asylum Ryu and Bow would receive their pay whenever Nina regained her throne, having taken her oath on that matter.
"The Lord will receive you now" A woman told the three of them. They all walked in, Ryu in the lead, being trailed by both Nina and Bow. They bowed as they entered, their eyes sweeping over the luxurious room.
"I must say, you must have something important for me. Most people wait months to have a word with me." The Lord said. In this world the Leader was a Lord, Ryu and Bow had the reasoning behind this explained to them. The Wyndians of old had been awaiting someone who would sit upon the thrown, and all who sat the thrown while waiting for the person would be neither king nor queen, but simply Lord.
"Lord, after the recent upheavals of New Wyndia we have come across someone who needs protecting that we cannot give." Bow began as planned. "Whom we have here is the Princess Nina of New Wyndia."
"Princess Nina?" The Lord spoke as he shifted in his chair trying to get a good look at Nina. "I had heard she'd died when she attempted to ascend, I also heard her hair was long and gold, not short and dirty blond. Can you prove this?" The answer was just as Ryu had expected it to be, and he was already taking steps towards Nina.
"Yes we can sir, Nina did not die when she ascended, and she simply ascended into something the people did not want." With a quick flick of the wrist Ryu produced a short knife that he had snuck into the proceedings. Taking a hold of the back of Nina's blouse he made two swift cuts downward where her wings would be, cutting the fabric but going no deeper. Releasing her wings from the prison made Nina's wings instinctively stretch out in impressive display, black feathers floated across the room as her wings settled into a more comfortable position. "As you can see, Nina became as-" Ryu was cut off. Looking over where the Lord once sat was now a man on his knees.
"What are you doing?" Bow asked, obviously perplexed at this turn of events.
"I'm bowing at our new queen, the visions have come true, and the one with black wings has come to lead Old Wyndia."
Within moments the entire city knew what had occurred and had gathered in the large town square. every one of them, man woman and child had received the dream at the same time every year for the past 11,000 years. The dream that a black winged one would rule, and now they took part in the celebrations
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"The City is celebrating the crowning of 'The Queen' it seems" Won-Qu said to his brother, A-Tur. "Ryu is being housed in the palace."
"Then we shall strike at nightfall when the guards are sleepy and drunken, when Ryu's belly is happy and swollen my knife shall find his throat." A-Tur responded.
"Then it is decided,"
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"Dammit" Myria said as she slammed her fist's down on the console. "The dream of the black winged Nina was given to reunite the two Wyndia's, not to allow the Dragon child a safe, and powerful haven." She said to no one in particular. "It seems everything I do eventually goes wrong, I try to help one race, and somehow it helps those Dragons."
"What about the Urkans?" Myria heard Deis said.
"They're to busy praying for the meaning of my dream to act. You would think a dream of a Dragon dying by the hands of a guardian would be clear enough but the Priests of Urka have become complacent and content." Myria said with a sigh. "Maybe I need to send them a pestilence of some sort to whip them into shape."
"I highly doubt things are going that bad" Deis responded.
"Everything is going badly, The Dark Dragons prepare to move towards Woren, The Woren are too busy talking about reuniting to put up a fight, the Holy Dragons are marching towards Old Wyndia in hopes of forming up with the Old Winding army. A thought not to distant now that the woman running the Old Wyndian's not only would side with the Holy Dragons attempts of ousting the Dark Dragons from power but also is hopelessly smitten with a Dragon, although she knows it not. The Urkans are too busy praying to do anything, which makes me wonder whether or not they are as strong as they were those thousands of years ago. Suddenly it seems less and less a chance for me to stop the Dragons from clashing." Myria said as she sat down at her chair.
An alarm went off at Myria's console screen, quickly typing a few buttons she waited as the information flew up upon the screen. //Oh no...// Myria thought. That thought quickly changed into a silent cheer. //One of the Dragons, is about to die.//
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No one saw Won-Qu and A-Tur enter the palace via its side windows, the guards were too busy chatting loudly to notice the two dark figures slip past them, the Maids to busy putting an end to the wonderful night by sneaking passionate embraces with the Butlers. Stealing them away into closets, other bedrooms, and any place two people could comfortably, or uncomfortably fit in. They would not be raising alarm. The guard dogs could not discern the sent of the two mysterious men who sneaked around the palace guards, their noses still filled with the scent of alcohol ingested by their masters.
No one at all.
Then they reached the room Ryu was staying in. Cracking the door open they could see Ryu lying in bed, and they could hear his soft breathing. To be cautious A-tur took a quick scent of the room, one of his abilities. //Ryu is here right now// He thought. The smell was fresh and was coming from the bed.
A-Tur silently signaled to Won-Qu as he snuck up towards the bed, drawing his knife A-Tur stood above the figure or Ryu sleeping, and swiftly struck downwards.
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There, chapter 6 finished. You guys need some patience, I mean there are other things that I do other then write. Also the reason why the updates where so frequent in the beginning was due to the fact that I had the first three chapters written, and by posting one a day while working on chapter 4 it gave the illusion that I was a quick writer. Well my prudence caught up with me and now I'm working one chapter at a time.
This is not a straight BoF fic. Some things will be conveniently forgotten from the BoF universe.
It's becoming difficult to balance this many characters in so many different places; I mean I have
Ursula, Momo, Norvald with the Holy Dragons heading towards OW (Old Wyndia)
Nina Bow Ryu Won-Qu A-Tur in OW
Rei Cray Katt in Woren land
Teepo in NW (Guess)
Fou-Lou, Niobe in Drogen
Myria Deis in an unknown location
And I've yet to touch Urka. That's 16 characters in five locations, so the next update may take awhile, Oh and I'm planning on thinning that character roster before adding more characters from Urka, so sorry if one of your favorite characters is killed, and sorry if you thought that character was important to the story and was necessary.