Ivylyn: Hello to all of my adoring fans!! (waits for applause) sound
of crickets in the background Ahem...well, then...let's just go on, shall we?
A quick explanation: You may have noticed that the title of this story is "The Triplet Saga"...well, there is a reason for that. I am writing this story with my 2 best friends, and their characters have a whole different take on the story!! (they are very good writers, you will love their stories). So, I will be putting all three stories under my name (but, sadly, I cannot take the credit!) It will just be easier that way. All three stories are part of the Triplet Saga. If you have questions about them, email me!
Ivylyn: All right, I am terribly sorry for taking up so much time and space! I will now give you a whole chapter to compensate!
Fan-that-doesn't-really-exist: What are you talking about? You always give us a whole chapter! That's not compensation!
Ivylyn: heh, heh...um, will fifty cents work?
Chapter 3: Revelations
"Sit down," Kuri commanded, indicating a dusty wooden chair. I obeyed; mesmerized by the light he was holding.
Kuri found another termite-eaten chair and pulled it in front of mine. He set the light on the floor, and held out his hand.
"Give me your ankle," he said softly. I lifted my foot, wincing, and he supported it with his hand.
"What are you going to do?" I asked as Kuri ran his fingers over the hugely swollen part of my ankle. It gave me chills.
He glanced up, slightly annoyed. "For the last time," he articulated, "I--- am---going---to---Heal---you."
"Oh yeah," I mumbled, blushing. "How---"
"Just shut up for a minute and watch," Kuri said, cutting me off. I fell silent, but my mind was racing. What did he mean, 'Heal' me?
Kuri closed his eyes, seemingly concentrating. I watched him for several minutes. He whispered something but didn't open his eyes, still focusing.
A pale green light surrounded him. The light of the small orb was no longer necessary; the light emanating from Kuri illuminated our surroundings perfectly.
A brighter green light surrounded Kuri's face. It began to travel down, slowly, to his arms. I watched, fascinated, as the light went all the way down his arms, and finally, to his hands. Here, Kuri seemed to be struggling to push the light further. His eyes remained closed, but I could see him straining.
Slowly, steadily, the light passed over his fingers, and, at last, to the place where they rested on my swollen ankle.
I became aware of a cool sensation, but the second the light passed into me, I blacked out---or something. I don't know what happened, I only remember a flash of darkness. And then...what? A feeling. A feeling of...dread. Fear of a great evil. And then it was gone.
I glanced at Kuri, to see if he had felt it. He looked unchanged. Then I felt something new.
The cool green light felt warm now, as it traveled into me. I was stunned to see that the swelling on my ankle lessened, until it disappeared altogether. A tingling sensation surrounded the Healed part of my ankle, then gradually faded. Kuri removed his hands and opened his eyes.
"Wow," I said.
Kuri smirked in a sort of self-satisfied way, and brushed a piece of hair out of his eyes.
"How on earth did you do that?" I asked in disbelief.
"That's why had to come in here," Kuri explained, glancing at the door. "I didn't want ning---er, humans, seeing."
I raised my eyebrows. "If you're not human, then what are you?"
"I am a demon," Kuri answered proudly. I frowned.
"Okay then," I said, not quite sure what he meant by "demon". Well, whatever it was, he had awesome powers.
"I came here---to this city---because I received word that there was a power source here. I was supposed to find him and bring him to Rivenke," Kuri explained.
"Who's Rivenke?" I asked, still wondering if Kuri was for real.
"He's the leader of the Demon Force; and one of the most powerful demons in the world."
"And you know him?" I asked. Kuri smiled slightly.
"I work for him," he corrected.
"Cool," I said fervently. "What do you do?"
He shrugged. "Whatever Rivenke needs me to do. I battle, find powerful demons and train them...Rivenke wants to build up a force strong enough to control the earth. Once we eliminate our opposition, we will be the most powerful force in the world. I will be the second most powerful demon, under Rivenke, of course."
I grinned. "Awesome." I tucked my hair behind my ears and glanced down at my ankle. It was in perfect condition, and it didn't hurt at all. "Thanks," I said.
Kuri glanced at me. "For what?"
"For...Healing me, or whatever you did. How did you do it, anyway?" I asked curiously.
Kuri shrugged. "It's simple...to explain, anyway. It's a bit harder to do, but, basically, I just transfer my energy into you, and it Heals you. It's not a very common ability," he explained, then stopped and stared at me. "What's that?"
I glanced around to see what he was looking at. I didn't see anything. "What's what?"
"That." Kuri leaned forward and touched my face, tracing his finger down the blue slash mark on my right cheek. I blushed, but not just from his noticing the mark.
"Oh, um...it's nothing. Just a scar or something," I stammered. Kuri frowned slightly and removed his hand.
"How long has it been there?" he asked me quietly. I shrugged.
"As long as I can remember, I guess. Why?"
Kuri didn't answer. He seemed to be thinking about something.
"...impossible...They're dead...but...the Mark..." he muttered to himself. I hadn't the faintest idea what he was talking about.
"Who's dead?" I asked, confused. Kuri countered with a question of his own.
"Who are your parents?" he asked abruptly.
"I...don't know," I answered truthfully. "I was adopted when I was very young, but my adopted parents both died in a wreck several years ago."
"Who do you live with now?" Kuri asked quickly. "Brothers...or sisters?"
I shook my head. "I'm an only child. I live with my adopted father's brother." I frowned. "Who's dead?" I asked again, impatiently. Kuri studied me for a few moments, and then finally answered me.
"The Triplets," he said quietly. "Or at least, I thought they were. We all thought they were." I stared at him. What in the world was he rambling about?
"Who?" I asked, confused. Once again, Kuri ignored my question and asked one of his own.
"Have you ever noticed any special...abilities? Anything at all?"
Like what? I almost asked, but then a memory fame flooding back.
Flashback --------------------------- I was young, about nine or ten years old. Kids were milling about, talking and laughing in the few precious minutes before the school day started. I, however, was arguing with my best friend.
"You can't control ice!" she told me.
"Yes, I can!" I declared, annoyed that she wouldn't believe me.
"No, you can't"
"Yes, I can!" I insisted. "Let me prove it!"
I clenched my fist in frustration, calling forth the power I knew was there. A sort of electric current shot down my arm and formed into a blue, shapeless mass in my hand. I released it and shouted, "Ice Storm!"
My friend's mouth dropped open as an onslaught of hail rained down on the patch of grass I had thrown it to. All around the courtyard the shocked faces of my classmates stared at me, and from then on, I was branded as "weird". My best 'friend' never spoke to me again. After that incident, I never used my "powers" again. I had suppressed both the memory and the urge to release the powerful energy that lay dormant inside of me. ------------------------- End Flashback
ivylyn: So, how was the 3rd chapter? Did you like it? Review and tell me (please)! It would make me happy! Heh, heh, now I must sadly go and eat Key Lime Pie. What a tragedy. I will think of you all when I am "choking" it down. Bye!
A quick explanation: You may have noticed that the title of this story is "The Triplet Saga"...well, there is a reason for that. I am writing this story with my 2 best friends, and their characters have a whole different take on the story!! (they are very good writers, you will love their stories). So, I will be putting all three stories under my name (but, sadly, I cannot take the credit!) It will just be easier that way. All three stories are part of the Triplet Saga. If you have questions about them, email me!
Ivylyn: All right, I am terribly sorry for taking up so much time and space! I will now give you a whole chapter to compensate!
Fan-that-doesn't-really-exist: What are you talking about? You always give us a whole chapter! That's not compensation!
Ivylyn: heh, heh...um, will fifty cents work?
Chapter 3: Revelations
"Sit down," Kuri commanded, indicating a dusty wooden chair. I obeyed; mesmerized by the light he was holding.
Kuri found another termite-eaten chair and pulled it in front of mine. He set the light on the floor, and held out his hand.
"Give me your ankle," he said softly. I lifted my foot, wincing, and he supported it with his hand.
"What are you going to do?" I asked as Kuri ran his fingers over the hugely swollen part of my ankle. It gave me chills.
He glanced up, slightly annoyed. "For the last time," he articulated, "I--- am---going---to---Heal---you."
"Oh yeah," I mumbled, blushing. "How---"
"Just shut up for a minute and watch," Kuri said, cutting me off. I fell silent, but my mind was racing. What did he mean, 'Heal' me?
Kuri closed his eyes, seemingly concentrating. I watched him for several minutes. He whispered something but didn't open his eyes, still focusing.
A pale green light surrounded him. The light of the small orb was no longer necessary; the light emanating from Kuri illuminated our surroundings perfectly.
A brighter green light surrounded Kuri's face. It began to travel down, slowly, to his arms. I watched, fascinated, as the light went all the way down his arms, and finally, to his hands. Here, Kuri seemed to be struggling to push the light further. His eyes remained closed, but I could see him straining.
Slowly, steadily, the light passed over his fingers, and, at last, to the place where they rested on my swollen ankle.
I became aware of a cool sensation, but the second the light passed into me, I blacked out---or something. I don't know what happened, I only remember a flash of darkness. And then...what? A feeling. A feeling of...dread. Fear of a great evil. And then it was gone.
I glanced at Kuri, to see if he had felt it. He looked unchanged. Then I felt something new.
The cool green light felt warm now, as it traveled into me. I was stunned to see that the swelling on my ankle lessened, until it disappeared altogether. A tingling sensation surrounded the Healed part of my ankle, then gradually faded. Kuri removed his hands and opened his eyes.
"Wow," I said.
Kuri smirked in a sort of self-satisfied way, and brushed a piece of hair out of his eyes.
"How on earth did you do that?" I asked in disbelief.
"That's why had to come in here," Kuri explained, glancing at the door. "I didn't want ning---er, humans, seeing."
I raised my eyebrows. "If you're not human, then what are you?"
"I am a demon," Kuri answered proudly. I frowned.
"Okay then," I said, not quite sure what he meant by "demon". Well, whatever it was, he had awesome powers.
"I came here---to this city---because I received word that there was a power source here. I was supposed to find him and bring him to Rivenke," Kuri explained.
"Who's Rivenke?" I asked, still wondering if Kuri was for real.
"He's the leader of the Demon Force; and one of the most powerful demons in the world."
"And you know him?" I asked. Kuri smiled slightly.
"I work for him," he corrected.
"Cool," I said fervently. "What do you do?"
He shrugged. "Whatever Rivenke needs me to do. I battle, find powerful demons and train them...Rivenke wants to build up a force strong enough to control the earth. Once we eliminate our opposition, we will be the most powerful force in the world. I will be the second most powerful demon, under Rivenke, of course."
I grinned. "Awesome." I tucked my hair behind my ears and glanced down at my ankle. It was in perfect condition, and it didn't hurt at all. "Thanks," I said.
Kuri glanced at me. "For what?"
"For...Healing me, or whatever you did. How did you do it, anyway?" I asked curiously.
Kuri shrugged. "It's simple...to explain, anyway. It's a bit harder to do, but, basically, I just transfer my energy into you, and it Heals you. It's not a very common ability," he explained, then stopped and stared at me. "What's that?"
I glanced around to see what he was looking at. I didn't see anything. "What's what?"
"That." Kuri leaned forward and touched my face, tracing his finger down the blue slash mark on my right cheek. I blushed, but not just from his noticing the mark.
"Oh, um...it's nothing. Just a scar or something," I stammered. Kuri frowned slightly and removed his hand.
"How long has it been there?" he asked me quietly. I shrugged.
"As long as I can remember, I guess. Why?"
Kuri didn't answer. He seemed to be thinking about something.
"...impossible...They're dead...but...the Mark..." he muttered to himself. I hadn't the faintest idea what he was talking about.
"Who's dead?" I asked, confused. Kuri countered with a question of his own.
"Who are your parents?" he asked abruptly.
"I...don't know," I answered truthfully. "I was adopted when I was very young, but my adopted parents both died in a wreck several years ago."
"Who do you live with now?" Kuri asked quickly. "Brothers...or sisters?"
I shook my head. "I'm an only child. I live with my adopted father's brother." I frowned. "Who's dead?" I asked again, impatiently. Kuri studied me for a few moments, and then finally answered me.
"The Triplets," he said quietly. "Or at least, I thought they were. We all thought they were." I stared at him. What in the world was he rambling about?
"Who?" I asked, confused. Once again, Kuri ignored my question and asked one of his own.
"Have you ever noticed any special...abilities? Anything at all?"
Like what? I almost asked, but then a memory fame flooding back.
Flashback --------------------------- I was young, about nine or ten years old. Kids were milling about, talking and laughing in the few precious minutes before the school day started. I, however, was arguing with my best friend.
"You can't control ice!" she told me.
"Yes, I can!" I declared, annoyed that she wouldn't believe me.
"No, you can't"
"Yes, I can!" I insisted. "Let me prove it!"
I clenched my fist in frustration, calling forth the power I knew was there. A sort of electric current shot down my arm and formed into a blue, shapeless mass in my hand. I released it and shouted, "Ice Storm!"
My friend's mouth dropped open as an onslaught of hail rained down on the patch of grass I had thrown it to. All around the courtyard the shocked faces of my classmates stared at me, and from then on, I was branded as "weird". My best 'friend' never spoke to me again. After that incident, I never used my "powers" again. I had suppressed both the memory and the urge to release the powerful energy that lay dormant inside of me. ------------------------- End Flashback
ivylyn: So, how was the 3rd chapter? Did you like it? Review and tell me (please)! It would make me happy! Heh, heh, now I must sadly go and eat Key Lime Pie. What a tragedy. I will think of you all when I am "choking" it down. Bye!