Parallels
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Chapter 17
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(A/N - Amazing how one can overcome a medication-induced depression, eh? Parallels is BAAAAAACCCK!)
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Sitting on her make-shift seat, Mia stared out at the dark blue sky. Too long had it been since she had simply stared at the stars for no reason other than simply staring. Too long had she admired the beautiful colors one would find in the northern seas as the sun begain to climb, to shoo away the little angels in the sky.
Too long had she been without him.
She let out a soft sigh, glad that most of the crew were either below deck or too busy to notice her sorrow. She had to be strong, had to lead them to the final victory over Isaac and his insane regime. She had to be strong, yet she was not strong. How could she, of all people, lead a small rag-tag force to face against a foe with enough resources to take all the damage they want and still keep kicking? It was hard to believe, and, privately, she had considered handing the command over to someone else.
And then they had found him. Not the one she knew for those few years they were together, but another, one with the mind of a child, and yet, he had a mind of a sage. He was innocent, and yet knowlegeable. How he could be so, she did not know, nor did she ask.
He had helped her, in many ways, and for that, she was grateful.
After the incident where he saved her from one of Isaac's (or was it Ivan's?) spies, they had relocated three times, trying to evade detection of the network of spies Isaac had wrought. After a time, she knew she had no choice - they had to go to Prox. They had to get the aid of the warriors, had to get allies to help them. If not...
A soft sigh sounded behind her, almost too soft to hear. She considered turning to glance at the owner of that sigh, but felt that he would panic over someone noticing that he made a sound. She chuckled to herself, amused at him. He had called her a goddess, and actually treated her as such, almost to the point where some believed that he was insane.
She didn't think he was such.
He had barely left her side since the attack, and even when she slept, he knew he was around. If he slept, she could not tell, and prefered to not ask if he did. The few times they talked, he seemed...jumpy. It didn't take much to realize that he was always afraid of angering her, despite her assurances that he would not anger her.
He was like the Felix she knew for years. And yet he was the opposite of the Felix she knew.
"M'lady, is something wrong?"
Blinking, Mia turned to her right, and almost jumped at seeing Felix over her shoulder, kneeling on his knees. Though she heard his sigh, she didn't hear him move. And despite her soldier's constant requests, she decided that it was best to not ask him how he moved so silently, for fear of scaring him.
"I'm just thinking."
"He is alive, you know."
Blinking, Mia stared at Felix, trying to see what he was talking about. Ocassionally he would ask if she was well or not, but he rarely made a statement like that without being prompted by a question.
"Who is?"
"Felix."
A flood of emotions filled her mind, coming in so fast that she couldn't identify what was what. "What...how do you know this?"
To her suprise, he didn't shy away at her question like normal, but was very clam, almost...like he was differient in a way. She knew he was smart, but was his innocence a play, an act?
"He is with Isaac and Alex."
Mia stared at her protector, trying to understand what he was saying. Was he trying to tell her that Isaac had Felix still? And why did he meantion her sister? She had been dead for years!
Hadn't she?
"Felix... H...How do you KNOW this?" she whispered, trying to make sure her crew did not detect the high ammount of emotion in her voice.
"Hamma told me."
"Hamma?" Of course. Now it made some sense, or so she thought it did. After relocating from their secondary base, she had talked to him at great lengths, learning of his friends. Thus far, he had only told her of a woman named Hamma and some man called the "One." But how could he talk to Hamma? He had said that she had no real powers as far as Jupitarian abilities go, and this...One couldn't have done it, as he had a Venusian aura to him.
Felix nodded, apparently still in his new mindset. "Ivan is preparing a massive defection within the week, and she wanted me to know, and through me, you."
Mia stared at the brown-with-blue-strands haired boy, trying to gather this. IVAN, of all people within the Regime, wanted to defect? But what of Felix?
"What of Felix?"
"According to Hamma, they are within a mine somewhere, and will be released by Ivan soon..."
Something he said. Mia had never been good at picking up on unspoken words, but there was something in his words. Why were they in the mines with Isaac, unless... Isaac was the One that he was talking about? That made sense, but why would he seem reluctant to share that information? Was there something else?
Her eyes widened as her mind formed a guess as to WHY he was not telling her everything: Felix and Alex. Of course. She kicked herself for not picking up on it sooner. Alex HAD to be alive, as she vanished just as Isaac went mad. And Felix...
She tried to silence her emotions, but her efforts were quickly failing. There was nothing she could do right now, and no fretting would solve her mission. If only she could feel that way.
"I'm sorry, Mia."
Mia stared at Felix, shocked. Not because he had realized that she knew what he had thought, but because he called her by name. Not goddess, not "m'lady," Mia. It shocked her, to say the least. She opened her mouth, wanting to ask why he would call her that-
-only to see him curl up at her feet, a soft breeze of air the only sound of his sleep. Swallowing her emotions, Mia tried to hide her emotions. The Felix she had known was alive, yet their relationship was questionable now. And this Felix... She stared at him, wondering about him. What caused his mind to suddenly become so calm?
And, she pondered, why did he call me by name?
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Just a wee bit short, but I wanted this out so that people would know that I have overcome that acursed depression. That was a fun week... Quick observation - this WOULD have been out sooner, but the last three nights have forced me to shut down my PC quick due to absurd T-storms. Oh well.
At any rate... I DO want to thank all of the reviewers for their positive feedback during that week, and I want to thank Forgotten Souls and Pyro1588 for assisting with my thinking during the time, and thanks to wildcats1310 for the offer. I was unable to get ahold of you, but I DO want to thank you for the offer. You have no idea how appreciated this was...
And one big round of thanks and pizza to all of the reviewers, as your postitive feedback actually helped me get out of that nightmare... Kudos around!
Now!
COMMENTS!
Pyro1588 - ; Windshipping? I don't know how that applied, but if you are referring to the Jupitarian powers, then I must be finally writing my own theories on THAT better... lol Thanks again! (quick comment on your review of The Choice - THAT was a VERY hastily-worked fic that I rushed out prior to TLA being released, as I didn't know how the response would be after the game's release, given that the then-rumors of Ivan and Sheba NOT being relatives... Oh well...)
Forgotten Souls - She rarely reads these things anymore... Something about finding people that says that one quote. Anyway, thanks again for helping with the workings of the story! Good luck running, and UPDATE!!! Thanks!
TemplarofNi - As we can see, I guess not. Amusing how depressions go. Alas... Thanks for the compliment!
wildcats1310 - Again, thanks for the offer of assistance, as it actually made me feel good that people really are enjoying my works! Thanks again!
Smurf Cat - Thanks for catching up a wee bit!
- Well, back sooner than I thought... Anyway, the best way to make stories is to practice and work from the errors. As one cartoon once said (and this WAS the title of another of my works), "The only way to get it right, is to get it wrong." Oddly enough, I use this quote quite often. Odder still is that it is from a crummy Cartoon Network show, Ed, Edd, and Eddy. Oh well. And about Ivan and Evil Isaac... Suffice it to say that the Master, Mighty Midgit and Moronic Masher will have a scene soon... Thanks!
The 8BTFreek - Actually, that did NOT help. The depression was such that not even some jokes on the creators of Star Trek Enterprise made me laugh! Fortunately, THAT depression is gone, and I can go back to watching a bit of humor. I guess I threw the planned humor out the window for this scene, but it will show up later... THAT I can promise... And as far as the Regime Hamma and Ivan go, reread a few chapters, as they are siblings (16 should have said that), and Hamma isn't exactly your normal Anemian, if you recall what Ivan said while training T. Hamma...XD Thanks!
Was that all? Hope I didn't miss anyone... UU Anyway, thanks again, all readers and reviewers! And to those that take finals soon, good luck. Uness you are like me and passed them and are already out. And with that, I must flee before I am slain by angry readers who must take finals.
Sheba - You ARE an idiot.
T. Hamma - MIKAA DOES NOT OWN NINTENDO OR GOLDEN SUN, THOUGH HE HAS AN IDEA FOR A NINTENDO DS GOLDEN SUN GAME...
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Chapter 17
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(A/N - Amazing how one can overcome a medication-induced depression, eh? Parallels is BAAAAAACCCK!)
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Sitting on her make-shift seat, Mia stared out at the dark blue sky. Too long had it been since she had simply stared at the stars for no reason other than simply staring. Too long had she admired the beautiful colors one would find in the northern seas as the sun begain to climb, to shoo away the little angels in the sky.
Too long had she been without him.
She let out a soft sigh, glad that most of the crew were either below deck or too busy to notice her sorrow. She had to be strong, had to lead them to the final victory over Isaac and his insane regime. She had to be strong, yet she was not strong. How could she, of all people, lead a small rag-tag force to face against a foe with enough resources to take all the damage they want and still keep kicking? It was hard to believe, and, privately, she had considered handing the command over to someone else.
And then they had found him. Not the one she knew for those few years they were together, but another, one with the mind of a child, and yet, he had a mind of a sage. He was innocent, and yet knowlegeable. How he could be so, she did not know, nor did she ask.
He had helped her, in many ways, and for that, she was grateful.
After the incident where he saved her from one of Isaac's (or was it Ivan's?) spies, they had relocated three times, trying to evade detection of the network of spies Isaac had wrought. After a time, she knew she had no choice - they had to go to Prox. They had to get the aid of the warriors, had to get allies to help them. If not...
A soft sigh sounded behind her, almost too soft to hear. She considered turning to glance at the owner of that sigh, but felt that he would panic over someone noticing that he made a sound. She chuckled to herself, amused at him. He had called her a goddess, and actually treated her as such, almost to the point where some believed that he was insane.
She didn't think he was such.
He had barely left her side since the attack, and even when she slept, he knew he was around. If he slept, she could not tell, and prefered to not ask if he did. The few times they talked, he seemed...jumpy. It didn't take much to realize that he was always afraid of angering her, despite her assurances that he would not anger her.
He was like the Felix she knew for years. And yet he was the opposite of the Felix she knew.
"M'lady, is something wrong?"
Blinking, Mia turned to her right, and almost jumped at seeing Felix over her shoulder, kneeling on his knees. Though she heard his sigh, she didn't hear him move. And despite her soldier's constant requests, she decided that it was best to not ask him how he moved so silently, for fear of scaring him.
"I'm just thinking."
"He is alive, you know."
Blinking, Mia stared at Felix, trying to see what he was talking about. Ocassionally he would ask if she was well or not, but he rarely made a statement like that without being prompted by a question.
"Who is?"
"Felix."
A flood of emotions filled her mind, coming in so fast that she couldn't identify what was what. "What...how do you know this?"
To her suprise, he didn't shy away at her question like normal, but was very clam, almost...like he was differient in a way. She knew he was smart, but was his innocence a play, an act?
"He is with Isaac and Alex."
Mia stared at her protector, trying to understand what he was saying. Was he trying to tell her that Isaac had Felix still? And why did he meantion her sister? She had been dead for years!
Hadn't she?
"Felix... H...How do you KNOW this?" she whispered, trying to make sure her crew did not detect the high ammount of emotion in her voice.
"Hamma told me."
"Hamma?" Of course. Now it made some sense, or so she thought it did. After relocating from their secondary base, she had talked to him at great lengths, learning of his friends. Thus far, he had only told her of a woman named Hamma and some man called the "One." But how could he talk to Hamma? He had said that she had no real powers as far as Jupitarian abilities go, and this...One couldn't have done it, as he had a Venusian aura to him.
Felix nodded, apparently still in his new mindset. "Ivan is preparing a massive defection within the week, and she wanted me to know, and through me, you."
Mia stared at the brown-with-blue-strands haired boy, trying to gather this. IVAN, of all people within the Regime, wanted to defect? But what of Felix?
"What of Felix?"
"According to Hamma, they are within a mine somewhere, and will be released by Ivan soon..."
Something he said. Mia had never been good at picking up on unspoken words, but there was something in his words. Why were they in the mines with Isaac, unless... Isaac was the One that he was talking about? That made sense, but why would he seem reluctant to share that information? Was there something else?
Her eyes widened as her mind formed a guess as to WHY he was not telling her everything: Felix and Alex. Of course. She kicked herself for not picking up on it sooner. Alex HAD to be alive, as she vanished just as Isaac went mad. And Felix...
She tried to silence her emotions, but her efforts were quickly failing. There was nothing she could do right now, and no fretting would solve her mission. If only she could feel that way.
"I'm sorry, Mia."
Mia stared at Felix, shocked. Not because he had realized that she knew what he had thought, but because he called her by name. Not goddess, not "m'lady," Mia. It shocked her, to say the least. She opened her mouth, wanting to ask why he would call her that-
-only to see him curl up at her feet, a soft breeze of air the only sound of his sleep. Swallowing her emotions, Mia tried to hide her emotions. The Felix she had known was alive, yet their relationship was questionable now. And this Felix... She stared at him, wondering about him. What caused his mind to suddenly become so calm?
And, she pondered, why did he call me by name?
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Just a wee bit short, but I wanted this out so that people would know that I have overcome that acursed depression. That was a fun week... Quick observation - this WOULD have been out sooner, but the last three nights have forced me to shut down my PC quick due to absurd T-storms. Oh well.
At any rate... I DO want to thank all of the reviewers for their positive feedback during that week, and I want to thank Forgotten Souls and Pyro1588 for assisting with my thinking during the time, and thanks to wildcats1310 for the offer. I was unable to get ahold of you, but I DO want to thank you for the offer. You have no idea how appreciated this was...
And one big round of thanks and pizza to all of the reviewers, as your postitive feedback actually helped me get out of that nightmare... Kudos around!
Now!
COMMENTS!
Pyro1588 - ; Windshipping? I don't know how that applied, but if you are referring to the Jupitarian powers, then I must be finally writing my own theories on THAT better... lol Thanks again! (quick comment on your review of The Choice - THAT was a VERY hastily-worked fic that I rushed out prior to TLA being released, as I didn't know how the response would be after the game's release, given that the then-rumors of Ivan and Sheba NOT being relatives... Oh well...)
Forgotten Souls - She rarely reads these things anymore... Something about finding people that says that one quote. Anyway, thanks again for helping with the workings of the story! Good luck running, and UPDATE!!! Thanks!
TemplarofNi - As we can see, I guess not. Amusing how depressions go. Alas... Thanks for the compliment!
wildcats1310 - Again, thanks for the offer of assistance, as it actually made me feel good that people really are enjoying my works! Thanks again!
Smurf Cat - Thanks for catching up a wee bit!
- Well, back sooner than I thought... Anyway, the best way to make stories is to practice and work from the errors. As one cartoon once said (and this WAS the title of another of my works), "The only way to get it right, is to get it wrong." Oddly enough, I use this quote quite often. Odder still is that it is from a crummy Cartoon Network show, Ed, Edd, and Eddy. Oh well. And about Ivan and Evil Isaac... Suffice it to say that the Master, Mighty Midgit and Moronic Masher will have a scene soon... Thanks!
The 8BTFreek - Actually, that did NOT help. The depression was such that not even some jokes on the creators of Star Trek Enterprise made me laugh! Fortunately, THAT depression is gone, and I can go back to watching a bit of humor. I guess I threw the planned humor out the window for this scene, but it will show up later... THAT I can promise... And as far as the Regime Hamma and Ivan go, reread a few chapters, as they are siblings (16 should have said that), and Hamma isn't exactly your normal Anemian, if you recall what Ivan said while training T. Hamma...XD Thanks!
Was that all? Hope I didn't miss anyone... UU Anyway, thanks again, all readers and reviewers! And to those that take finals soon, good luck. Uness you are like me and passed them and are already out. And with that, I must flee before I am slain by angry readers who must take finals.
Sheba - You ARE an idiot.
T. Hamma - MIKAA DOES NOT OWN NINTENDO OR GOLDEN SUN, THOUGH HE HAS AN IDEA FOR A NINTENDO DS GOLDEN SUN GAME...