* Aiy yai! I hope you all like this fic so far.I'm in a battle against my
greatest foe.Writer's Block.-.-() Enjoy*
Chapter 39
An Angel's Peril
Rinoa awoke in her command post room, she was still wearing her uniform. A woman was nearby, watching outside the window with sadness in her eyes, yet some hope did flicker in her somber brown eyes. "How long have I been asleep?" Rinoa asked. The woman, apparently startled, rushed over to her leader. "You have been asleep for three days. We were worried that you would die." she whispered, then the woman began again, "You're a sorceress, are you not?" Rinoa smiled weakly, "I guess everyone has figured out my little covert." "We thought that you lost those powers after the last Sorceress War. That is what Esthar has told us, but even though we resent sorceress, we are thankful that you are here and with us. Without your powers, we would have been dead by now. You give us hope." the woman explained and turned toward the skylight again. Rinoa clasped the woman's arm and spoke, "I am more than willing to give my life to save you all." The woman gripped the sorceress's hand tightly as silent tears slid down her face.
Rinoa sat in her room staring at nothing, yet thinking; she looked at the long mirror on the wall and chuckled suddenly. She looked a bit like Squall just sitting there and thinking. I always used to tell him that sitting around doing nothing and thinking was bad for his health. I guess I should stop doing just that and start planning a strategy. Her team had told her that after her sudden burst of thunder, a type of force field was placed at that spot. No matter what the monsters did, they could not penetrate physical attacks without getting shocked. Though some lightning specimens managed to get across, her soldiers managed to hold them back. She got up and stretched, before walking over to the bathroom to wash the sweat off her face. As she brought the dry towel to her face to wipe it dry from the cool water, a pain hit her lower stomach. She slipped and fell causing the wooden boards below her to crack. The sudden sound of people rushing into her room came flooding to her ears, but she was slipping. * * *
A shrouded hand of evil and blood grabbed her mind. It wanted to kill her and something else.Rinoa swore to herself that something was trying to destroy her. She had already slipped into unconsciousness when her guards came running in. Though as much as she wanted to stay awake, she had to investigate this-this thing that has grasped her painfully. She swam closer into her inner self and to the source of where the pain had stabbed her: her lower stomach. Her spirit then saw something that made her smile mentally. There in her womb were two children, growing.though they were still small and unformed, Rinoa felt her smile wane, when she saw a black-misted hand squeezing a hold on her children's mere lives. Instinctively her spirit lunged at the darkness entombing her offspring. The possessor suddenly jumped, as if unexpecting the sudden move. The hand turned into a person in an overlarge cloak of black. It stood there staring at her, while it still kept a hold on her children. She then felt her spirit form into a white shining figure. She had no idea who this person or thing was, but she knew one thing. It wanted to kill her children and it didn't care if she died along also. Just then the figure turned into the Black Hand and began to suffocate the life out of the poor children. Rinoa flew over to her children and spiritually touched them causing them and her glowing form to glow brighter. She wanted her children to be safe and to rid this creature of her body. The struggle seemed to go on for hours, until both her offspring seemed to grab her spirit. There came an eerie growl of a loosing person and suddenly the possessor disappeared. Rinoa knew that as she felt it leave her body. Though she wanted to follow it to her source, she was afraid to, for if she did, she would never be able to find her body again. Spirits tended to fly across time without even knowing it, to the past and to the future. Wherever that thing came from, she hoped it wouldn't attack her again. * * *
The creature slithered back from which it came.from the future. Soon eighteen years had passed and he sat in his throne watching the shadows play as a grand fireplace burned its food. How was it possible?! He was stronger than Hyne herself and they had enough power to throw him away. Yet his spirit had seen the past, present and future. His future depended on whether those brats lived or not. He hated them ever since they were born.those twins were his utter ruin for plans. One a sorceress and the other a healer. He stood up and paced his marble floor. He was the first world Sorcerer in history and he would stay famous forever if he had to. All he needed was to steal the Hyne's immortal vial and he would become a God himself. But his only key was the eldest of the twins and the second one was his ultimate death. He would have to change the past, for him to survive.
* HeeHee.you are all probably wondering what this fellow has to do with this story? Well it's all connected and you will find out in the sequel! ^^*
Chapter 39
An Angel's Peril
Rinoa awoke in her command post room, she was still wearing her uniform. A woman was nearby, watching outside the window with sadness in her eyes, yet some hope did flicker in her somber brown eyes. "How long have I been asleep?" Rinoa asked. The woman, apparently startled, rushed over to her leader. "You have been asleep for three days. We were worried that you would die." she whispered, then the woman began again, "You're a sorceress, are you not?" Rinoa smiled weakly, "I guess everyone has figured out my little covert." "We thought that you lost those powers after the last Sorceress War. That is what Esthar has told us, but even though we resent sorceress, we are thankful that you are here and with us. Without your powers, we would have been dead by now. You give us hope." the woman explained and turned toward the skylight again. Rinoa clasped the woman's arm and spoke, "I am more than willing to give my life to save you all." The woman gripped the sorceress's hand tightly as silent tears slid down her face.
Rinoa sat in her room staring at nothing, yet thinking; she looked at the long mirror on the wall and chuckled suddenly. She looked a bit like Squall just sitting there and thinking. I always used to tell him that sitting around doing nothing and thinking was bad for his health. I guess I should stop doing just that and start planning a strategy. Her team had told her that after her sudden burst of thunder, a type of force field was placed at that spot. No matter what the monsters did, they could not penetrate physical attacks without getting shocked. Though some lightning specimens managed to get across, her soldiers managed to hold them back. She got up and stretched, before walking over to the bathroom to wash the sweat off her face. As she brought the dry towel to her face to wipe it dry from the cool water, a pain hit her lower stomach. She slipped and fell causing the wooden boards below her to crack. The sudden sound of people rushing into her room came flooding to her ears, but she was slipping. * * *
A shrouded hand of evil and blood grabbed her mind. It wanted to kill her and something else.Rinoa swore to herself that something was trying to destroy her. She had already slipped into unconsciousness when her guards came running in. Though as much as she wanted to stay awake, she had to investigate this-this thing that has grasped her painfully. She swam closer into her inner self and to the source of where the pain had stabbed her: her lower stomach. Her spirit then saw something that made her smile mentally. There in her womb were two children, growing.though they were still small and unformed, Rinoa felt her smile wane, when she saw a black-misted hand squeezing a hold on her children's mere lives. Instinctively her spirit lunged at the darkness entombing her offspring. The possessor suddenly jumped, as if unexpecting the sudden move. The hand turned into a person in an overlarge cloak of black. It stood there staring at her, while it still kept a hold on her children. She then felt her spirit form into a white shining figure. She had no idea who this person or thing was, but she knew one thing. It wanted to kill her children and it didn't care if she died along also. Just then the figure turned into the Black Hand and began to suffocate the life out of the poor children. Rinoa flew over to her children and spiritually touched them causing them and her glowing form to glow brighter. She wanted her children to be safe and to rid this creature of her body. The struggle seemed to go on for hours, until both her offspring seemed to grab her spirit. There came an eerie growl of a loosing person and suddenly the possessor disappeared. Rinoa knew that as she felt it leave her body. Though she wanted to follow it to her source, she was afraid to, for if she did, she would never be able to find her body again. Spirits tended to fly across time without even knowing it, to the past and to the future. Wherever that thing came from, she hoped it wouldn't attack her again. * * *
The creature slithered back from which it came.from the future. Soon eighteen years had passed and he sat in his throne watching the shadows play as a grand fireplace burned its food. How was it possible?! He was stronger than Hyne herself and they had enough power to throw him away. Yet his spirit had seen the past, present and future. His future depended on whether those brats lived or not. He hated them ever since they were born.those twins were his utter ruin for plans. One a sorceress and the other a healer. He stood up and paced his marble floor. He was the first world Sorcerer in history and he would stay famous forever if he had to. All he needed was to steal the Hyne's immortal vial and he would become a God himself. But his only key was the eldest of the twins and the second one was his ultimate death. He would have to change the past, for him to survive.
* HeeHee.you are all probably wondering what this fellow has to do with this story? Well it's all connected and you will find out in the sequel! ^^*