Moonchild: Descending
A girl lay atop a roof, still dressed in her school uniform, trying to sleep. She was dreaming of a memory from her past, a reality or an imagining, she would never be sure.
While she was unconscious however, she didn't see a small glistening stone float down from the sky to enter her chest, leaving her glowing an ethereal colour for a moment. It was probably for the best she had missed it; she wouldn't have believed it if she had seen it.
But it might have helped her understand why she was suddenly so tired. The stone was used to living off of its former carrier's energy, which was in much more abundance. It was starving for energy and took most of hers.
So when the girl's friend came to wake her, she had no idea what had just transpired. Hence why she continued on as if nothing had happened at all. She had just missed something that would change her life entirely.
Celena sat up fast on her mat, gasping and clutching her chest. The dream hadn't been horrific or even fast-paced, but she found her breath came short anyway and had never been more terrified in her life. She grasped her chest for hours afterwards, on the verge of weeping. The dream had been true. That girl, whoever she was, wherever she was, now had what was hers.
The moonstone.
Celena put her face in her hands and rocked back and forth. She could not think of what else to do. If she were to stop this war and protect her people, how could she without her moonstone? How could she without her main magic source? It was where her power dwelled. It was as if a part of her had been taken away. She could hardly remember her life without the moonstone, life without so much power. She felt weak and sick from the loss.
Before she even realized what she was doing she was running, fast, to the outskirts of her city. She stopped when she reached the invisible border around the town. Good. It was still intact. She let out a long a breath that she hadn't realized she'd been holding in. They were safe for now. She walked slowly back to her hut, wondering what others dreamt of in their sleep. Passing by each small home she couldn't help but give them her best wishes. She loved these people even though they would never return her affection.
So she pondered instead why it was gone. How would it be taken from her? And where was this girl it had been given to? Celena paused and looked up at the twin moons in the sky, eyes widening in realization. She didn't know how she could tell, but she felt for certain it was there, on the moon that was alive. And that it was safe for now. And yet, how did it...
And again, the only other person who knew about it was...
Celena covered her pale forehead with her hand in frustration. Her only answer made her head feel feverish. Why would Sora take it away from her? Sora loved her, wanted the best for their people, did she not? But who else could have done it? Sora had made it, or at least had brought it to life. It could only respond to Celena or Sora. Celena stared up at the moon searching for answers, and for once finding none. She went back to her hut, feeling the only thing she could do now was attempt to rest and hope for things to become clear.
And they did. Eventually. The Zaibach army had to want the stone for something. It was powerful, that was for certain, and Sora was simply protecting her from their hunting it and her down. Or at least, this was all Celena could think of after a three days of racking her brain for reasons.
Celena felt a small pinch and looked up to see Cato looking at her worriedly.
"You've been so quiet lately Celena. Well at least more than usual," Cato allowed a small smile to slip in at this and then continued. "What's been bothering you? Aside from the obvious,... but even you said we were safe for now. Are we not?"
Celena grasped her friends hands quickly as she was beginning to feel dizzy. "Yes, Cato, we are safe. It's just..."
Cato urged her to continue with her eyes but Celena knew involving her would not be wise. "Cato, I'm going to leave"
The statement came as a shock to both of them. Celena hadn't realized until then that that was truly what she planned to do.
"But...why?"
Cato was grasping her hands hard. Celena sighed. "Something has been taken from me and I intend to get it back. I need it" She spoke it softly and it surprised her how much the words rang true.
Cato looked upset at first and said nothing, then slowly gave Celena's hands a light squeeze and moved them back to her lap. "I don't quite understand. But I'm sure this is something that deals with your magic, and I'm afraid I'm not Sora and will be no help to you. But at least tell me, where do you plan to go?"
Celena smiled slightly. "Go back to where I was before I ever had Sora" Cato looked up at her expectantly.
"Back to my brother"
Cato's mouth moved into a small "o". Celena sighed for the millionth time it seemed today. It appeared that she was just as thirsty for power as her love was, if not more so. She planned to leave immediately, taking some of her supplies with her. The girl would soon descend to Gaia, and would then travel with Celena's brother, Allen. Celena couldn't explain how she knew this, but she did.
She gave Cato a quick peck on the cheek, and left the room without another word. The moon would direct her in her travel so she should start before nightfall. Cato sipped her now cold herbal mint, wondering if she would ever see her friend again.
I stood in light while he hid in the shadows, searching for the Tsubasa no Kami that I had created for him to chase. This way he would not hurt my moonchild, though I feared I had hurt her anyway by taking away her life source. But there was no other way. I almost feel pity for the girl I have given my moonstone, but only almost. And they think she is a goddess. They have not seen my Celena.
I can still remember ripping it from her caring grasp and sending it away to this other girl of the Mystic Moon. Folken takes back his hood and asks me where she has descended. I feel the moonstone and know it is now with Van. Unexpected. I can't help but wonder what this will entail between the girl and the other Dragon, but my curiosity is soon cut short. I don't know how I can tell, but I know she has left Dashina. I can feel it. She must have left days ago. My hands clutch my skirt. What could she be thinking?
He couldn't help but a let a small sick giggle out. Think of me when it rains was what he had said to her. Think of me. As if she could now. Slaughtered like all of her people. Slaughtered.
God, how he hated the rain. And here he was about to fight in it with the other Dragon over some girl. Van had his girl to protect and kill for. What did he have? A dead girl who he was in love with, that's what he had. Yeah, he loved her. Couldn't stop thinking about the girl. The moonchild. He giggled a bit more.
"I hate the rain. It makes me so depressed" He slid his sword along the back of his neck. Dilandau was no longer in the mood for killing dragons.
Dilandau was so concentrated on the fight he didn't see a small figure standing to the side, watching their battle. No one even noticed when Dilandau's horse exploded that his fall was cushioned by a thin sheen of silver. And when the ground began to fall in beneath their feet, everyone was too distracted to notice when nimble arms carried Dilandau out of harms way. He reached out for the arms and could have sworn he saw a pale face above him, but when he opened his eyes he was surrounded by his Slayers and not by the girl who plagued his mind. Unfortunately for Dilandau the figure had quickly moved away to find Allen and his currently immobile caravan.
A/N: Sorry that this is so short, but I just really wanted to get this updated before I left for camp. Thanks to Wink57CS, Bloody Mary, Sakura Shinguji-Albatou, and Infinitis for reviewing. I love you guys :D
A girl lay atop a roof, still dressed in her school uniform, trying to sleep. She was dreaming of a memory from her past, a reality or an imagining, she would never be sure.
While she was unconscious however, she didn't see a small glistening stone float down from the sky to enter her chest, leaving her glowing an ethereal colour for a moment. It was probably for the best she had missed it; she wouldn't have believed it if she had seen it.
But it might have helped her understand why she was suddenly so tired. The stone was used to living off of its former carrier's energy, which was in much more abundance. It was starving for energy and took most of hers.
So when the girl's friend came to wake her, she had no idea what had just transpired. Hence why she continued on as if nothing had happened at all. She had just missed something that would change her life entirely.
Celena sat up fast on her mat, gasping and clutching her chest. The dream hadn't been horrific or even fast-paced, but she found her breath came short anyway and had never been more terrified in her life. She grasped her chest for hours afterwards, on the verge of weeping. The dream had been true. That girl, whoever she was, wherever she was, now had what was hers.
The moonstone.
Celena put her face in her hands and rocked back and forth. She could not think of what else to do. If she were to stop this war and protect her people, how could she without her moonstone? How could she without her main magic source? It was where her power dwelled. It was as if a part of her had been taken away. She could hardly remember her life without the moonstone, life without so much power. She felt weak and sick from the loss.
Before she even realized what she was doing she was running, fast, to the outskirts of her city. She stopped when she reached the invisible border around the town. Good. It was still intact. She let out a long a breath that she hadn't realized she'd been holding in. They were safe for now. She walked slowly back to her hut, wondering what others dreamt of in their sleep. Passing by each small home she couldn't help but give them her best wishes. She loved these people even though they would never return her affection.
So she pondered instead why it was gone. How would it be taken from her? And where was this girl it had been given to? Celena paused and looked up at the twin moons in the sky, eyes widening in realization. She didn't know how she could tell, but she felt for certain it was there, on the moon that was alive. And that it was safe for now. And yet, how did it...
And again, the only other person who knew about it was...
Celena covered her pale forehead with her hand in frustration. Her only answer made her head feel feverish. Why would Sora take it away from her? Sora loved her, wanted the best for their people, did she not? But who else could have done it? Sora had made it, or at least had brought it to life. It could only respond to Celena or Sora. Celena stared up at the moon searching for answers, and for once finding none. She went back to her hut, feeling the only thing she could do now was attempt to rest and hope for things to become clear.
And they did. Eventually. The Zaibach army had to want the stone for something. It was powerful, that was for certain, and Sora was simply protecting her from their hunting it and her down. Or at least, this was all Celena could think of after a three days of racking her brain for reasons.
Celena felt a small pinch and looked up to see Cato looking at her worriedly.
"You've been so quiet lately Celena. Well at least more than usual," Cato allowed a small smile to slip in at this and then continued. "What's been bothering you? Aside from the obvious,... but even you said we were safe for now. Are we not?"
Celena grasped her friends hands quickly as she was beginning to feel dizzy. "Yes, Cato, we are safe. It's just..."
Cato urged her to continue with her eyes but Celena knew involving her would not be wise. "Cato, I'm going to leave"
The statement came as a shock to both of them. Celena hadn't realized until then that that was truly what she planned to do.
"But...why?"
Cato was grasping her hands hard. Celena sighed. "Something has been taken from me and I intend to get it back. I need it" She spoke it softly and it surprised her how much the words rang true.
Cato looked upset at first and said nothing, then slowly gave Celena's hands a light squeeze and moved them back to her lap. "I don't quite understand. But I'm sure this is something that deals with your magic, and I'm afraid I'm not Sora and will be no help to you. But at least tell me, where do you plan to go?"
Celena smiled slightly. "Go back to where I was before I ever had Sora" Cato looked up at her expectantly.
"Back to my brother"
Cato's mouth moved into a small "o". Celena sighed for the millionth time it seemed today. It appeared that she was just as thirsty for power as her love was, if not more so. She planned to leave immediately, taking some of her supplies with her. The girl would soon descend to Gaia, and would then travel with Celena's brother, Allen. Celena couldn't explain how she knew this, but she did.
She gave Cato a quick peck on the cheek, and left the room without another word. The moon would direct her in her travel so she should start before nightfall. Cato sipped her now cold herbal mint, wondering if she would ever see her friend again.
I stood in light while he hid in the shadows, searching for the Tsubasa no Kami that I had created for him to chase. This way he would not hurt my moonchild, though I feared I had hurt her anyway by taking away her life source. But there was no other way. I almost feel pity for the girl I have given my moonstone, but only almost. And they think she is a goddess. They have not seen my Celena.
I can still remember ripping it from her caring grasp and sending it away to this other girl of the Mystic Moon. Folken takes back his hood and asks me where she has descended. I feel the moonstone and know it is now with Van. Unexpected. I can't help but wonder what this will entail between the girl and the other Dragon, but my curiosity is soon cut short. I don't know how I can tell, but I know she has left Dashina. I can feel it. She must have left days ago. My hands clutch my skirt. What could she be thinking?
He couldn't help but a let a small sick giggle out. Think of me when it rains was what he had said to her. Think of me. As if she could now. Slaughtered like all of her people. Slaughtered.
God, how he hated the rain. And here he was about to fight in it with the other Dragon over some girl. Van had his girl to protect and kill for. What did he have? A dead girl who he was in love with, that's what he had. Yeah, he loved her. Couldn't stop thinking about the girl. The moonchild. He giggled a bit more.
"I hate the rain. It makes me so depressed" He slid his sword along the back of his neck. Dilandau was no longer in the mood for killing dragons.
Dilandau was so concentrated on the fight he didn't see a small figure standing to the side, watching their battle. No one even noticed when Dilandau's horse exploded that his fall was cushioned by a thin sheen of silver. And when the ground began to fall in beneath their feet, everyone was too distracted to notice when nimble arms carried Dilandau out of harms way. He reached out for the arms and could have sworn he saw a pale face above him, but when he opened his eyes he was surrounded by his Slayers and not by the girl who plagued his mind. Unfortunately for Dilandau the figure had quickly moved away to find Allen and his currently immobile caravan.
A/N: Sorry that this is so short, but I just really wanted to get this updated before I left for camp. Thanks to Wink57CS, Bloody Mary, Sakura Shinguji-Albatou, and Infinitis for reviewing. I love you guys :D