Chapter 4
Soa groaned. Where the heck was he now? He opened a bleary eye and looked around him, after a few seconds of observation he could sum up one word. *Money* this house was the kind that spelled out rich. Soa stared around in confusion, what the heck was this feeling? Then he understood. Pain, simple, physical pain. It had been so long since he'd felt physical pain that's why he didn't recognize it right off. Suddenly a face came into view. It was a woman's, her hair was blonde and falling around her shoulders, her green eyes were slightly hazel at the center and she was the spitting image of a model.
"Er. . . . hi. Um . . . . .where am I?" Soa asked in slight confusion.
"Oh! You're awake. Well right now you're in my house. My name is Rya Anon. It's nice to meet you." She said quietly. Soa smiled and sat up with a wince.
"You okay?" She asked kindly.
"Yeah. Just a little weary." He replied quietly. Then he though of something.
"How long have I been out?"
"About a day. We found you last night at about 3:00am, my father's men brought you in, you looked like you were in pretty bad shape. There was a big red welt across your chest." She said quietly setting down a bowl of water and taking a cloth. Slowly she began to rinse the towel of water, then she eased it across his head. He stared at her in confusion.
"You had a bit of a fever. I'm amazed at how fast the temperature has dropped in the last hour, you must be in great shape." She said with a quick grin. Soa snorted. When you were a god, you didn't really care how you looked, oddly enough, Soa was wondering if he looked alright this moment, his hair was in a ponytail, he really didn't like having it in a braid, the bangs brushed to the side of his face, his golden eyes had taken that same narrow shape, but were still gentle. (I'm sorry, I'm obsessed with making him look cute! ^_^) In short, Soa was fine. Rya however was very busy at the moment and didn't bother looking at him as she carefully emptied the water into a sink in his room.
(You know those rooms that have private bathrooms right?)
He smiled lightly and suddenly noticed something wrong, he felt around his neck and blanched. The necklace Duo had given him was gone, a quick search of the table revealed it was hidden beneath his shirt and belt. That must mean. . . . . . . . Yep. He was wearing only his jeans. Well at least he still had some dignity left, but if the other gods could see him now. . . . . . . . he blushed, he didn't even want to think about the humiliation.
"Oh! I forgot, what's your name?" She asked lightly. He stared, answer his real name equals trouble, answer fake name equals guilt. He was stuck, oh well.
"Can't remember." He said quietly, playing a fake expression of confusion. She panicked.
"You have amnesia?" She whispered. He nodded, she sighed.
"Oh boy. . . . ." He laughed.
"Forgive me for saying so, but I think you're an angel." He said without thinking, perhaps that blow HAD done something to him after all. . . . .
"Why do you say that?" She asked silently.
"Because you seem perfect in every way." He replied with a lopsided grin. She giggled.
"I'm not, I stink at math. And let's just say that Social is NOT my best feature. The only thing that I do get by on in school is my stories and art. That's it."
"Better then me, I can't draw squat." He replied. Then shook his head. What the heck was he doing? She laughed.
"I'm sure you can draw fine. Well, I'd better go. Try and sleep some more, and then we'll deal with you memory problem okay?" She said laughing and ran out of the room. He stared after, then sighed.
"Hold on Garda, I'm coming as fast as I can." He whispered. He wouldn't be able to escape. What with the fact that gods weren't supposed to exist by human terms. Oh sure, there were things like God, and Zeus and all that stuff. Humans could believe it if they wanted, and who knew? Maybe those gods did exist and Tern of Lila didn't know about them. But one thing was for certain, if she found out that gods were real, eventually everyone would find out, and that would mean that people would want the gods to do something for them. When his family didn't the humans would be angry, they might even try to get into the Elysian fields (heaven) and that would be chaos. His father could stop most humans from getting in, but there were a select few that did find a way in, and that would be terrible.
Even a touch from a human could kill a newborn unicorn, and the mere presence of one of them at a god's birth would taint the child. They needed to be reborn at least once before they were immune to humans. So in short, he wasn't able to get away. One chain of events would trigger the next. But if he stayed here. . . . .
No choice for it. He had to run. Then a jolt of pain shot through his chest. He gasped and held a hand to the red welt. He sighed, in any case, he couldn't move right now. Maybe he should take a nap, well, it couldn't hurt.
~~~
"Where the heck is Soa?!" Duo yelled. The youth was fuming, Heero on the other hand was staring out the window looking for any sign that Soa might be flying their way now.
"The last I remember seeing him is when he went up the stairs to go to sleep." Wufei muttered.
"He went somewhere in the middle of the night, around one or so." Heero declared.
"But I don't know where."
"Clueless as ever aren't you?" A voice asked lightly in good humor. Everyone turned to stare at the black robed figure that stood in the corner of the room. Beneath him was a wellspring of darkness and no one could see his face because it was covered by a hood. Heero recognized him instantly.
"You?" He demanded.
"Yes, me. Good to see you Gallantry." The voice whispered. Heero stiffened and began to talk using a mind channel between him and the God of Shadows.
'They don't know what I am, and I plan to keep it that way got it?'
'As you wish' the thing replied as it chuckled.
"Gallantry?"
"A small name of no importance. Now Shinigami, if you are wondering of your brother, he was attacked, the fates have seen him to safety, however, it will take him a while to heal. He should be back in a few days, that is if he's not rash." The figure commented thoughtfully. Heero stared, he knew this figure all too well. This was the same god that had taken Yojii that day. The one that had killed the nurse.
"So what god are you?" Quatra asked faintly.
"The god of Shadows. Semblance is my name."
"Good lord. What is this? A god meeting house?!" Wufei demanded ludicrously. The figure laughed.
"No Master Chang. Anymore questions?" He sighed. "To become a messenger at my age. . . very well. Yes Master Winner?" Quatra put down his hand, it was all rather cute, he was acting like he was in class.
"Why is she so weak? Can you do anything to help her?" He asked pointing to Garda. The figure sagged in defeat and sadness.
"No. The reason she is so weak is because she is an earth fairy. Your human knowledge of our world IS commendable, however, when the earth is weakened so is her life force. Her life, or rather soul is kept alight by the earth, when the earth is hurt, so is she, when the earth is destroyed, so will she." The figure said sadly and vanished. Heero sighed, he had known all of that, but trust it to the god of shadows to make it sound worse. Oh well. Heero looked out at the blue sky out the window.
'Yojii.' He thought quietly. 'Come back soon, before he gets you.'
~~~
"Rya? What are you doing?" Rya's dad asked as he walked passed the computer room. Peaking in he saw his daughter concentrating onto the computer screen.
"You know that boy who was hurt?"
"yes."
"Well he has amnesia, can't remember his name or anything. So I'm doing a data check trying to find a match on this." She said and held up a few strands of hair.
"I see. Any finds yet?" He said with a smile. He and the rest of the servants had begun to notice the fleeting looks the boy and his daughter had shared. It was rather cute in a young love sort of way. (A/N: Gag me. -_-*) She looked up at him and smiled. Her eyes showing a happy look. A sudden beep brought her eyes back to the computer screen. She read the information for a minute, then stood up so quickly the chair fell down.
"Rya? What's the matter?" He asked, his eyes in concern.
"H-he's . . . . ." She raced out of the room and into the guest room where they boy was supposed to be. He wasn't there. A small letter on the bedside table was all that was. A pure white feather was at the right hand corner at the bottom. She picked both up and read the letter.
*Dear Rya
I guess you know what I really am now. Oh well, it was going to happen, I knew it would. Thanks for taking care of me, but I have to go. Things to do, places to run. Funny, I thought being what I am would be easier. Oh well, sorry for not telling you, but please keep this a secret, maybe I'll see you again someday. Don't worry, I don't mean that whole thing about us meeting in the afterlife. My time with you has been the best I've had in a while. Thanks again
Soa.*
She put the letter down and looked out the open window. An eagle sat there on the balcony edge watching her with golden eyes. It blinked, then opened it's wings and soared away. She sighed and tucked the letter and the white feather into her pocket, then went back to the computer, she scanned the information once more, then began to close the window, she stopped and thought of something. She began to work, while in her head, she saved the information of the boy in the back of her mind.
Name: Soa Y. Maxwell
Birth: June 6th 180 AC
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Duo B. Maxwell
Record: Born in 180 AC, parents unknown, twin brother Duo B. Maxwell. Was kidnapped 185AC. Recorded Deceased 190 AC. Body unfound.
~~~
"Duo Maxwell . . ." Rya murmured tapping her nails against the desk. She entered that name into the data searcher. Only one name came up surprisingly. She clicked on it.
Name: Duo B. Maxwell.
Birth: June 6th 180 AC
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Soa Y. Maxwell
Record: War orphan, survivor of the Maxwell Church tragedy. Brother kidnapped year 185 AC. Once worked for the military. People to contact in case of emergency is Tristan Taylor, Trowa Barton, Quatra R. Winner, and Wufei Chang.
She searched up the names to contact in case of emergency, Tristan was a man who was stern looking at rather calm. He had no real information, no birth date of family. The only thing it said on the record was that he was a student at the earth school Cryogen Highschool. Nothing else. Trowa was a worker at the Barton Foundation, he was a stern looking man with blonde hair and a really bad shave. (A/N: Remember people, Trowa isn't the REAL Trowa Barton.) Quatra she already knew, her father had a trading deal going on between their companies. Wufei wasn't a name that she could find at all. She sighed and shut the computer off. Now what? She supposed that visiting Duo would be the next main option. She yawned tiredly. That would have to wait until tomorrow. She shut off the lights and walked over to her room. Laying down on the bed she never noticed the small silver necklace lying beside her bed. The chain was made of silver and the ornament was a golden cross with a ruby in the middle. A small scrap of paper lay next to it.
*May the gods look upon you with grace. And may your true home be hidden from you, so that you will remain happy forever.*
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Soa groaned. Where the heck was he now? He opened a bleary eye and looked around him, after a few seconds of observation he could sum up one word. *Money* this house was the kind that spelled out rich. Soa stared around in confusion, what the heck was this feeling? Then he understood. Pain, simple, physical pain. It had been so long since he'd felt physical pain that's why he didn't recognize it right off. Suddenly a face came into view. It was a woman's, her hair was blonde and falling around her shoulders, her green eyes were slightly hazel at the center and she was the spitting image of a model.
"Er. . . . hi. Um . . . . .where am I?" Soa asked in slight confusion.
"Oh! You're awake. Well right now you're in my house. My name is Rya Anon. It's nice to meet you." She said quietly. Soa smiled and sat up with a wince.
"You okay?" She asked kindly.
"Yeah. Just a little weary." He replied quietly. Then he though of something.
"How long have I been out?"
"About a day. We found you last night at about 3:00am, my father's men brought you in, you looked like you were in pretty bad shape. There was a big red welt across your chest." She said quietly setting down a bowl of water and taking a cloth. Slowly she began to rinse the towel of water, then she eased it across his head. He stared at her in confusion.
"You had a bit of a fever. I'm amazed at how fast the temperature has dropped in the last hour, you must be in great shape." She said with a quick grin. Soa snorted. When you were a god, you didn't really care how you looked, oddly enough, Soa was wondering if he looked alright this moment, his hair was in a ponytail, he really didn't like having it in a braid, the bangs brushed to the side of his face, his golden eyes had taken that same narrow shape, but were still gentle. (I'm sorry, I'm obsessed with making him look cute! ^_^) In short, Soa was fine. Rya however was very busy at the moment and didn't bother looking at him as she carefully emptied the water into a sink in his room.
(You know those rooms that have private bathrooms right?)
He smiled lightly and suddenly noticed something wrong, he felt around his neck and blanched. The necklace Duo had given him was gone, a quick search of the table revealed it was hidden beneath his shirt and belt. That must mean. . . . . . . . Yep. He was wearing only his jeans. Well at least he still had some dignity left, but if the other gods could see him now. . . . . . . . he blushed, he didn't even want to think about the humiliation.
"Oh! I forgot, what's your name?" She asked lightly. He stared, answer his real name equals trouble, answer fake name equals guilt. He was stuck, oh well.
"Can't remember." He said quietly, playing a fake expression of confusion. She panicked.
"You have amnesia?" She whispered. He nodded, she sighed.
"Oh boy. . . . ." He laughed.
"Forgive me for saying so, but I think you're an angel." He said without thinking, perhaps that blow HAD done something to him after all. . . . .
"Why do you say that?" She asked silently.
"Because you seem perfect in every way." He replied with a lopsided grin. She giggled.
"I'm not, I stink at math. And let's just say that Social is NOT my best feature. The only thing that I do get by on in school is my stories and art. That's it."
"Better then me, I can't draw squat." He replied. Then shook his head. What the heck was he doing? She laughed.
"I'm sure you can draw fine. Well, I'd better go. Try and sleep some more, and then we'll deal with you memory problem okay?" She said laughing and ran out of the room. He stared after, then sighed.
"Hold on Garda, I'm coming as fast as I can." He whispered. He wouldn't be able to escape. What with the fact that gods weren't supposed to exist by human terms. Oh sure, there were things like God, and Zeus and all that stuff. Humans could believe it if they wanted, and who knew? Maybe those gods did exist and Tern of Lila didn't know about them. But one thing was for certain, if she found out that gods were real, eventually everyone would find out, and that would mean that people would want the gods to do something for them. When his family didn't the humans would be angry, they might even try to get into the Elysian fields (heaven) and that would be chaos. His father could stop most humans from getting in, but there were a select few that did find a way in, and that would be terrible.
Even a touch from a human could kill a newborn unicorn, and the mere presence of one of them at a god's birth would taint the child. They needed to be reborn at least once before they were immune to humans. So in short, he wasn't able to get away. One chain of events would trigger the next. But if he stayed here. . . . .
No choice for it. He had to run. Then a jolt of pain shot through his chest. He gasped and held a hand to the red welt. He sighed, in any case, he couldn't move right now. Maybe he should take a nap, well, it couldn't hurt.
~~~
"Where the heck is Soa?!" Duo yelled. The youth was fuming, Heero on the other hand was staring out the window looking for any sign that Soa might be flying their way now.
"The last I remember seeing him is when he went up the stairs to go to sleep." Wufei muttered.
"He went somewhere in the middle of the night, around one or so." Heero declared.
"But I don't know where."
"Clueless as ever aren't you?" A voice asked lightly in good humor. Everyone turned to stare at the black robed figure that stood in the corner of the room. Beneath him was a wellspring of darkness and no one could see his face because it was covered by a hood. Heero recognized him instantly.
"You?" He demanded.
"Yes, me. Good to see you Gallantry." The voice whispered. Heero stiffened and began to talk using a mind channel between him and the God of Shadows.
'They don't know what I am, and I plan to keep it that way got it?'
'As you wish' the thing replied as it chuckled.
"Gallantry?"
"A small name of no importance. Now Shinigami, if you are wondering of your brother, he was attacked, the fates have seen him to safety, however, it will take him a while to heal. He should be back in a few days, that is if he's not rash." The figure commented thoughtfully. Heero stared, he knew this figure all too well. This was the same god that had taken Yojii that day. The one that had killed the nurse.
"So what god are you?" Quatra asked faintly.
"The god of Shadows. Semblance is my name."
"Good lord. What is this? A god meeting house?!" Wufei demanded ludicrously. The figure laughed.
"No Master Chang. Anymore questions?" He sighed. "To become a messenger at my age. . . very well. Yes Master Winner?" Quatra put down his hand, it was all rather cute, he was acting like he was in class.
"Why is she so weak? Can you do anything to help her?" He asked pointing to Garda. The figure sagged in defeat and sadness.
"No. The reason she is so weak is because she is an earth fairy. Your human knowledge of our world IS commendable, however, when the earth is weakened so is her life force. Her life, or rather soul is kept alight by the earth, when the earth is hurt, so is she, when the earth is destroyed, so will she." The figure said sadly and vanished. Heero sighed, he had known all of that, but trust it to the god of shadows to make it sound worse. Oh well. Heero looked out at the blue sky out the window.
'Yojii.' He thought quietly. 'Come back soon, before he gets you.'
~~~
"Rya? What are you doing?" Rya's dad asked as he walked passed the computer room. Peaking in he saw his daughter concentrating onto the computer screen.
"You know that boy who was hurt?"
"yes."
"Well he has amnesia, can't remember his name or anything. So I'm doing a data check trying to find a match on this." She said and held up a few strands of hair.
"I see. Any finds yet?" He said with a smile. He and the rest of the servants had begun to notice the fleeting looks the boy and his daughter had shared. It was rather cute in a young love sort of way. (A/N: Gag me. -_-*) She looked up at him and smiled. Her eyes showing a happy look. A sudden beep brought her eyes back to the computer screen. She read the information for a minute, then stood up so quickly the chair fell down.
"Rya? What's the matter?" He asked, his eyes in concern.
"H-he's . . . . ." She raced out of the room and into the guest room where they boy was supposed to be. He wasn't there. A small letter on the bedside table was all that was. A pure white feather was at the right hand corner at the bottom. She picked both up and read the letter.
*Dear Rya
I guess you know what I really am now. Oh well, it was going to happen, I knew it would. Thanks for taking care of me, but I have to go. Things to do, places to run. Funny, I thought being what I am would be easier. Oh well, sorry for not telling you, but please keep this a secret, maybe I'll see you again someday. Don't worry, I don't mean that whole thing about us meeting in the afterlife. My time with you has been the best I've had in a while. Thanks again
Soa.*
She put the letter down and looked out the open window. An eagle sat there on the balcony edge watching her with golden eyes. It blinked, then opened it's wings and soared away. She sighed and tucked the letter and the white feather into her pocket, then went back to the computer, she scanned the information once more, then began to close the window, she stopped and thought of something. She began to work, while in her head, she saved the information of the boy in the back of her mind.
Name: Soa Y. Maxwell
Birth: June 6th 180 AC
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Duo B. Maxwell
Record: Born in 180 AC, parents unknown, twin brother Duo B. Maxwell. Was kidnapped 185AC. Recorded Deceased 190 AC. Body unfound.
~~~
"Duo Maxwell . . ." Rya murmured tapping her nails against the desk. She entered that name into the data searcher. Only one name came up surprisingly. She clicked on it.
Name: Duo B. Maxwell.
Birth: June 6th 180 AC
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: Soa Y. Maxwell
Record: War orphan, survivor of the Maxwell Church tragedy. Brother kidnapped year 185 AC. Once worked for the military. People to contact in case of emergency is Tristan Taylor, Trowa Barton, Quatra R. Winner, and Wufei Chang.
She searched up the names to contact in case of emergency, Tristan was a man who was stern looking at rather calm. He had no real information, no birth date of family. The only thing it said on the record was that he was a student at the earth school Cryogen Highschool. Nothing else. Trowa was a worker at the Barton Foundation, he was a stern looking man with blonde hair and a really bad shave. (A/N: Remember people, Trowa isn't the REAL Trowa Barton.) Quatra she already knew, her father had a trading deal going on between their companies. Wufei wasn't a name that she could find at all. She sighed and shut the computer off. Now what? She supposed that visiting Duo would be the next main option. She yawned tiredly. That would have to wait until tomorrow. She shut off the lights and walked over to her room. Laying down on the bed she never noticed the small silver necklace lying beside her bed. The chain was made of silver and the ornament was a golden cross with a ruby in the middle. A small scrap of paper lay next to it.
*May the gods look upon you with grace. And may your true home be hidden from you, so that you will remain happy forever.*
Disclaimer: Not mine.
