Chapter Five: Mia's Revelation
"She's all yours," growled Sekhmet. Talpa had given the job of opening up
the clay casket to Sekhmet and then Cale. In essence, we needed to open
the casket, but the task seemed out of reach for the other two, but this
was something from my past, and surely, I could open it up. Although, I
didn't know my people buried priestesses in the dirt, either.
I strode into the room, stopping before the ring of candles, with the clay casket in the middle. She seemed to shine from within, the sacred blood in her veins taunting me. I focused, not wanting to disrupt the field that kept the casket within our boundaries and out of reach of detection of anyone else that might want her. I stalked around the ring, ready for battle in full armor, viewing the cut marks on the clay. A snigger escaped into the silence. Cale and Sekhemt had tried to open her.
There was no seal, though, even to my trained eyes. Those who hid her did so with superior knowledge, as if anticipating our every move, our every whim. Oh, I hated humanity for so much. The urge to make them suffer, to inflict the revenge of four hundred years, consumed me as I stared at this maiden. I wanted to split this priestess open myself to begin the flow of vengeance.
"Why do you hide, lady?" I mocked the maiden. "Come out of there." I didn't think crossing the ring a good idea, for her power was contained there, and it might have been Sekhemt and Cale's undoing. As I circled her once more, I noticed the small engraving on her forehead.
"Won't you die, cursed star? You failed before!" I threw myself into the ring, throwing myself at the star. I beat it with weapons at first, and then, with my fists, as my weapons didn't avail. My eyes had begun to fog with burning from my chest. Odd, angered animal sounds left my mouth as I slipped down to the ground, clutching my chest. I was immobile.
(Mia)
"We need to talk," I hopped out of my jeep. "Kento! Ryo!" I was slightly furious after not getting my ride home. I had been abandoned, and they sat here, cleaning the car they were supposed to pick me up in. "You left me in town all night! I have important information to tell you!"
"What?" Kento came over to me.
"My friend, Jean, is in ICU," I glared at Kento. "I was hanging out at the ER last night, too," Kento stretched. "If it's about that rapist, don't worry, Mia, we're working on that."
"Really?" I was stunned by Kento's maturity. "Then why are you out here, cleaning the jeep?"
"Cye found one of the victims and we drove her to the hospital. She'll be fine."
"You know who did this to her?" I put my hands on my hips. "Jean told me."
"She said it was some psycho dressed up as a robot," Kento was back in the jeep. I felt my jaw drop.
"ROBOTS!" I made Kento and Ryo jump. Ryo came over to me, hands out in a peaceful stance, trying to calm me. "Have you ever heard of robots doing this!"
"No, but it doesn't mean some evil scientist created a couple freaks and set them loose," Ryo added. "Mia, Kento and Cye talked to this girl. That's what she said."
"Yeah, uh ha, robots, right, and Robots want girl's blood for a sacrifice!" I screamed in Ryo's face. "I want to talk to someone with brains! I'm sick of lame-ass excuses like robots! This isn't even a normal killer! Who does this kind of thing! You'd have to be the sickest, most perverted, monster in the world to." I stopped ranting long enough to see Sage had stepped out of the house.
"If it helps, we don't think it's a robot either," Sage beckoned us inside. Rowen was tapping the kitchen table, thinking hard. Cye had stopped the cooking to sit down; waiting on the big discussion that floated in the air. "Rowen? Any new ideas?"
"She's of priestess descent," Rowen stated flatly. "But, she's not the authentic thing. I don't know if there is an authentic heathen priestess around anymore. Sure, you have versions." Rowen looked up at Sage. "Sage knows something."
"Well, I've been having dreams about this girl, and she's.special, and she shows up in my dreams a lot," Kento raised an eyebrow, but this made sense. Thankfully a couple of them were seriously thinking. "I tried to talk to her last night, ask her questions, but I couldn't find her."
"She's a dream," Ryo waved a hand. "She couldn't answer a single question."
"Well, she's done it before, kind of, but not a direct question, but I've had.actual conversations with her before."
"Real conversation?" I stammered. "So, you think.she's the answer? My friend said something about wanting the blood for a sacrifice."
"Yeah, that seems to be on track," Rowen scratched his head. "We're overlooking something important. Let's try why?" Silence floated over the room.
"Offering to an angry god?" Kento stammered. "I don't know! They want a priestess dead."
"Who," I whispered. "That's the real question. To just enjoy killing, torturing for the thrill of it." I gasped, realizing I had the answer with a burst of lightheadedness. Inda: Thanks for the request to include Mia. I'm not the biggest fan of Mia/Ronin romances, but she can be part of the story, never the less.
I strode into the room, stopping before the ring of candles, with the clay casket in the middle. She seemed to shine from within, the sacred blood in her veins taunting me. I focused, not wanting to disrupt the field that kept the casket within our boundaries and out of reach of detection of anyone else that might want her. I stalked around the ring, ready for battle in full armor, viewing the cut marks on the clay. A snigger escaped into the silence. Cale and Sekhemt had tried to open her.
There was no seal, though, even to my trained eyes. Those who hid her did so with superior knowledge, as if anticipating our every move, our every whim. Oh, I hated humanity for so much. The urge to make them suffer, to inflict the revenge of four hundred years, consumed me as I stared at this maiden. I wanted to split this priestess open myself to begin the flow of vengeance.
"Why do you hide, lady?" I mocked the maiden. "Come out of there." I didn't think crossing the ring a good idea, for her power was contained there, and it might have been Sekhemt and Cale's undoing. As I circled her once more, I noticed the small engraving on her forehead.
"Won't you die, cursed star? You failed before!" I threw myself into the ring, throwing myself at the star. I beat it with weapons at first, and then, with my fists, as my weapons didn't avail. My eyes had begun to fog with burning from my chest. Odd, angered animal sounds left my mouth as I slipped down to the ground, clutching my chest. I was immobile.
(Mia)
"We need to talk," I hopped out of my jeep. "Kento! Ryo!" I was slightly furious after not getting my ride home. I had been abandoned, and they sat here, cleaning the car they were supposed to pick me up in. "You left me in town all night! I have important information to tell you!"
"What?" Kento came over to me.
"My friend, Jean, is in ICU," I glared at Kento. "I was hanging out at the ER last night, too," Kento stretched. "If it's about that rapist, don't worry, Mia, we're working on that."
"Really?" I was stunned by Kento's maturity. "Then why are you out here, cleaning the jeep?"
"Cye found one of the victims and we drove her to the hospital. She'll be fine."
"You know who did this to her?" I put my hands on my hips. "Jean told me."
"She said it was some psycho dressed up as a robot," Kento was back in the jeep. I felt my jaw drop.
"ROBOTS!" I made Kento and Ryo jump. Ryo came over to me, hands out in a peaceful stance, trying to calm me. "Have you ever heard of robots doing this!"
"No, but it doesn't mean some evil scientist created a couple freaks and set them loose," Ryo added. "Mia, Kento and Cye talked to this girl. That's what she said."
"Yeah, uh ha, robots, right, and Robots want girl's blood for a sacrifice!" I screamed in Ryo's face. "I want to talk to someone with brains! I'm sick of lame-ass excuses like robots! This isn't even a normal killer! Who does this kind of thing! You'd have to be the sickest, most perverted, monster in the world to." I stopped ranting long enough to see Sage had stepped out of the house.
"If it helps, we don't think it's a robot either," Sage beckoned us inside. Rowen was tapping the kitchen table, thinking hard. Cye had stopped the cooking to sit down; waiting on the big discussion that floated in the air. "Rowen? Any new ideas?"
"She's of priestess descent," Rowen stated flatly. "But, she's not the authentic thing. I don't know if there is an authentic heathen priestess around anymore. Sure, you have versions." Rowen looked up at Sage. "Sage knows something."
"Well, I've been having dreams about this girl, and she's.special, and she shows up in my dreams a lot," Kento raised an eyebrow, but this made sense. Thankfully a couple of them were seriously thinking. "I tried to talk to her last night, ask her questions, but I couldn't find her."
"She's a dream," Ryo waved a hand. "She couldn't answer a single question."
"Well, she's done it before, kind of, but not a direct question, but I've had.actual conversations with her before."
"Real conversation?" I stammered. "So, you think.she's the answer? My friend said something about wanting the blood for a sacrifice."
"Yeah, that seems to be on track," Rowen scratched his head. "We're overlooking something important. Let's try why?" Silence floated over the room.
"Offering to an angry god?" Kento stammered. "I don't know! They want a priestess dead."
"Who," I whispered. "That's the real question. To just enjoy killing, torturing for the thrill of it." I gasped, realizing I had the answer with a burst of lightheadedness. Inda: Thanks for the request to include Mia. I'm not the biggest fan of Mia/Ronin romances, but she can be part of the story, never the less.