* EEK! My fingers are sore and so are my eyes, yet I will strive to write more for you readers! I think I over did it again at the chimera part though. I actually like the bloody descriptions...so much drama has been inserted into that part. If you want, read the chimera fight over again, but with the FF7 fighting music. Trust me it's a much better story that way! Oh, look at me! -_- I'm blabbing again! *
Chapter 18
Scars for Life
Blade sat in his desk in Mistress Edea's room with a pencil in his mouth. He needed to pass this exam! The people around him were in deep concentration, while all Blade could do or think of was Dava. She had come out of the infirmary yesterday, her leg and arm healed and her face ... they were scars now that tattooed themselves to her porcelain skin. She hadn't spoken to anyone and the surprise was that she wore them with pride, but he knew better! She was hurting on the inside and she was penning it all up. It was absolutely unhealthy. Dava and a few other people were reading a book because they were sixteen and not seventeen to take the exam. Dava looked absolutely furious, but she didn't explode. Minute by minute everyone was quite and he kept on staring at her. She was so much mature for sixteen; she was more like twenty or so. Edea came by and smacked him lightly on the head to remind him that he had only so much time left. Dark Blade nodded and went back to work.
At the end of the hour everyone turned in their papers and Blade thought he did pretty good on it. He walked out of the classroom and headed toward the elevator when Gwena and Vanyel caught up.
"Hey so how did you do?" Van asked.
"O.k. I hope." Blade answered.
"It was easy! My mom taught me a whole bunch of stuff. I almost started to burst out laughing when one question asked, `is a fire elemental weak against non-elemental?' What kind of question was that?" Gwena said with a laugh.
"Well thank the Gods that they were easy and not hard." Van said. Blade agreed with a smile painted on his face.
* * *
Eve was held back by her teacher and was told to wait. She waited for about ten minutes before Edea came back with Headmaster Cid. They motioned Eve to sit down and she did as she was ordered.
"Dava, do you know who you are?" Cid asked. Eve held her breath hoping they wouldn't know her true identity. When the two people did not get an answer out of Eve they continued.
"You are a sorceress." Edea added. Eve lowered her eyes and remembered the words she had in her dark dreams.
"Did you know that you were hurting a few people mentally?" Cid asked. Eve shook her headed and Cid sighed, "You didn't even know did you?" Eve shook her head one more time, her eyes downcast.
"A friend of mine told me that I should teach you how to control your powers, for an untamed power is a dangerous one." Edea said, "You are to meet me in the evenings at the library, there I will teach you the craft I once knew. Do you understand?" Eve nodded and took that as a dismissal. When she turned to leave, Edea spoke up again, "Dava, no one shall know what you are. I promise." Eve left and Cid sighed for the millionth time.
"I didn't even know that this girl held powers. Did you?" Cid asked.
"No dear one, I never knew, yet I thought Rinoa was the last one, no other has the ability to control magic, unless one of Rinoa's children inherited them." That both stopped Cid and Edea and they looked at each other.
"Could that girl be..." Cid began but Edea already read his concern.
"Anything is possible. I'll have to go ask her about her parentage sooner or later. You do know that their oldest child is missing?"
"Yes." Answered Cid.
* * *
Eve walked into the dorm to find nobody there. Gwena must be with her little friends. Eve had come to like the woman a bit, but still kept her distance from everyone. She wondered what a friend would be like and yet she threw that idea out of her head. Friends only brought betrayal at the end and she didn't want that to interfere when she would kill the beast that took away five years of her life. She went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I am a sorceress...why? How could I get these powers? I don't want them, all I need is my sword and I'll be fine. Sorceress powers of for people who are lazy and need magic to do their bidding. As Eve washed he face carefully she looked at her scars. Dried red line of blood and she wondered if they would stay like that or they would disappear. She didn't care whether they disappeared or stayed, they were just scars... Just then Eve noticed something she never saw before. While brushing her hair back, she noticed several strands of
silvery white. She took a few moments to think it through and took a big breath. Why am I graying? I'm sixteen for Gods sake!
"Dava? Is something wrong?" a voice said from the door. Eve turned to see Gwena staring at her. Gwena noticed the silver gray and her eyes widened.
"What happened to your hair?"
"I don't know..." Eve said in a low tone.
"Maybe we can dye it back to dark brown, what do you think?" Gwena said as she peered closer.
"Maybe...all right." Eve said. Gwena nodded and walked over to the bathroom walk in closet. It wasn't that large; probably three people could squeeze in tightly at the most. Gwena came out with a hair-coloring box.
"Well, we didn't have dark brown, but how about auburn?"
"Anything." Eve answered.
"O.k. pull up a chair and untie your hair." Said Gwena.
After spreading the cream onto the silvery strands and washing them with shampoo, Eve's hair looked normal again.
"There you go." Gwena said as she looked at Dava. She noticed the scars on her roommate's face. Two scars that race from the ear to her nose, one across her eye and one that ran down her neck. She felt sorry for Dava, but her friend didn't seem worried about it.
"I have some make-up if you want to cover those scars up." Gwena started.
"Why?" Eve asked a bit confused.
"Well you are not going to a ball wearing them..." Gwena replied.
"Who said I was going? Was this Dark Blade's idea?" Eve quipped.
"No, mine, besides I need someone to come with me. I have a date with a guy and I thought we could go as friends to check out some cuties at the dance." Gwena explained.
"I hate dances and I don't dance."
"Come on Dava, please? Just this once?" Gwena pleaded.
Eve sighed and looked at the woman with a dead stare. "But I have nothing to wear! So I'm not going."
"Wrong again, I already had a dress ordered for you a long time ago." Gwena said a smile crossing her face.
"Uh Uh! Hell no. That's my answer." Eve said angrily.
"Yeah, sure, the dress is in your room and you better be wearing it tomorrow night after I get my field exam finished. It will be fun Ms. Lone and depressed wolf." Gwena said and left. What does she mean lone wolf? Am I? Yeah I am! I like to be alone and that's that! Now what about this damn ball? Well, I'm not going to leave Silverraine alone, she's coming along. That's final. Eve stared back at her reflection in the mirror and observed her scars. They were healing, but they would always be there to remind her for life.
Chapter 18
Scars for Life
Blade sat in his desk in Mistress Edea's room with a pencil in his mouth. He needed to pass this exam! The people around him were in deep concentration, while all Blade could do or think of was Dava. She had come out of the infirmary yesterday, her leg and arm healed and her face ... they were scars now that tattooed themselves to her porcelain skin. She hadn't spoken to anyone and the surprise was that she wore them with pride, but he knew better! She was hurting on the inside and she was penning it all up. It was absolutely unhealthy. Dava and a few other people were reading a book because they were sixteen and not seventeen to take the exam. Dava looked absolutely furious, but she didn't explode. Minute by minute everyone was quite and he kept on staring at her. She was so much mature for sixteen; she was more like twenty or so. Edea came by and smacked him lightly on the head to remind him that he had only so much time left. Dark Blade nodded and went back to work.
At the end of the hour everyone turned in their papers and Blade thought he did pretty good on it. He walked out of the classroom and headed toward the elevator when Gwena and Vanyel caught up.
"Hey so how did you do?" Van asked.
"O.k. I hope." Blade answered.
"It was easy! My mom taught me a whole bunch of stuff. I almost started to burst out laughing when one question asked, `is a fire elemental weak against non-elemental?' What kind of question was that?" Gwena said with a laugh.
"Well thank the Gods that they were easy and not hard." Van said. Blade agreed with a smile painted on his face.
* * *
Eve was held back by her teacher and was told to wait. She waited for about ten minutes before Edea came back with Headmaster Cid. They motioned Eve to sit down and she did as she was ordered.
"Dava, do you know who you are?" Cid asked. Eve held her breath hoping they wouldn't know her true identity. When the two people did not get an answer out of Eve they continued.
"You are a sorceress." Edea added. Eve lowered her eyes and remembered the words she had in her dark dreams.
"Did you know that you were hurting a few people mentally?" Cid asked. Eve shook her headed and Cid sighed, "You didn't even know did you?" Eve shook her head one more time, her eyes downcast.
"A friend of mine told me that I should teach you how to control your powers, for an untamed power is a dangerous one." Edea said, "You are to meet me in the evenings at the library, there I will teach you the craft I once knew. Do you understand?" Eve nodded and took that as a dismissal. When she turned to leave, Edea spoke up again, "Dava, no one shall know what you are. I promise." Eve left and Cid sighed for the millionth time.
"I didn't even know that this girl held powers. Did you?" Cid asked.
"No dear one, I never knew, yet I thought Rinoa was the last one, no other has the ability to control magic, unless one of Rinoa's children inherited them." That both stopped Cid and Edea and they looked at each other.
"Could that girl be..." Cid began but Edea already read his concern.
"Anything is possible. I'll have to go ask her about her parentage sooner or later. You do know that their oldest child is missing?"
"Yes." Answered Cid.
* * *
Eve walked into the dorm to find nobody there. Gwena must be with her little friends. Eve had come to like the woman a bit, but still kept her distance from everyone. She wondered what a friend would be like and yet she threw that idea out of her head. Friends only brought betrayal at the end and she didn't want that to interfere when she would kill the beast that took away five years of her life. She went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I am a sorceress...why? How could I get these powers? I don't want them, all I need is my sword and I'll be fine. Sorceress powers of for people who are lazy and need magic to do their bidding. As Eve washed he face carefully she looked at her scars. Dried red line of blood and she wondered if they would stay like that or they would disappear. She didn't care whether they disappeared or stayed, they were just scars... Just then Eve noticed something she never saw before. While brushing her hair back, she noticed several strands of
silvery white. She took a few moments to think it through and took a big breath. Why am I graying? I'm sixteen for Gods sake!
"Dava? Is something wrong?" a voice said from the door. Eve turned to see Gwena staring at her. Gwena noticed the silver gray and her eyes widened.
"What happened to your hair?"
"I don't know..." Eve said in a low tone.
"Maybe we can dye it back to dark brown, what do you think?" Gwena said as she peered closer.
"Maybe...all right." Eve said. Gwena nodded and walked over to the bathroom walk in closet. It wasn't that large; probably three people could squeeze in tightly at the most. Gwena came out with a hair-coloring box.
"Well, we didn't have dark brown, but how about auburn?"
"Anything." Eve answered.
"O.k. pull up a chair and untie your hair." Said Gwena.
After spreading the cream onto the silvery strands and washing them with shampoo, Eve's hair looked normal again.
"There you go." Gwena said as she looked at Dava. She noticed the scars on her roommate's face. Two scars that race from the ear to her nose, one across her eye and one that ran down her neck. She felt sorry for Dava, but her friend didn't seem worried about it.
"I have some make-up if you want to cover those scars up." Gwena started.
"Why?" Eve asked a bit confused.
"Well you are not going to a ball wearing them..." Gwena replied.
"Who said I was going? Was this Dark Blade's idea?" Eve quipped.
"No, mine, besides I need someone to come with me. I have a date with a guy and I thought we could go as friends to check out some cuties at the dance." Gwena explained.
"I hate dances and I don't dance."
"Come on Dava, please? Just this once?" Gwena pleaded.
Eve sighed and looked at the woman with a dead stare. "But I have nothing to wear! So I'm not going."
"Wrong again, I already had a dress ordered for you a long time ago." Gwena said a smile crossing her face.
"Uh Uh! Hell no. That's my answer." Eve said angrily.
"Yeah, sure, the dress is in your room and you better be wearing it tomorrow night after I get my field exam finished. It will be fun Ms. Lone and depressed wolf." Gwena said and left. What does she mean lone wolf? Am I? Yeah I am! I like to be alone and that's that! Now what about this damn ball? Well, I'm not going to leave Silverraine alone, she's coming along. That's final. Eve stared back at her reflection in the mirror and observed her scars. They were healing, but they would always be there to remind her for life.