Okay, okay, I know it's been awhile but I finally got around to starting a
new fic. Hopefully those of you who enjoyed my previous work will like this
one too. Please R/R all criticism is welcome!
It was never supposed to turn out like this. We were all supposed to live long happy lives, but so much has happened. So many lives have been lost. How do you make up fro all the pain and suffering of others? You don't, because the damage is already done.....
Miaka stared blankly out at the reflection of the sun on the lake. A million thoughts were swirling through her head. Her mind was filled with yesterday's regrets, and memories that had nearly torn her apart. They were dead. All her warriors and friends just....dead. Even Yui was gone. Everyone had done their best to try and consol her after the incident with the book, but to no avail. A tiny voice inside her head was telling her that somehow this was wrong. All of it.
Scalding tears slowly began to roll down her face in streams. This couldn't be right. It just couldn't!
"Please...," she begged through her tears," There has to be another way...there has to be! Tamahome....Please don't let this be the way it ends...please!"
The book beside her on the bench began to glow with a swirl of crimson and deepest blue. It was the first time in months that there had been any reaction from the book. The last time she had seen that glow was shortly after the final battle, when her entire world came crumbling down around her.
"What...What's happening?"
The blaze of swirling color rose up from around the book and began to surround her body, warming her right down to her toes. One moment Miaka was sitting on a bench across from the library, and the next she was spiraling in nothingness, her body light and free of all things. Little did she know that nearby, someone had been watching, an now they knew...
When she could finally open her eyes, Miaka found that she was lying on the dusty ground, near a large puddle of water left by the heavy rains. But there was something wrong. Her entire body ached as if she had gone through unbelievable torture, almost as if someone had tried to tear her apart.
Slowly she rose up from the ground, doing her best to fight the growing nausea, and the pounding in her skull. Every movement was pain. Carefully she leaned against the ally wall for support, not quite sure that she could stand on her own and not fall over. Wait a second...ally wall? Miaka wildly looked about her surroundings. She was no longer on the bench, but in an all too familiar setting. One she had not seen for a very long time. And if she remembered correctly.....
"Hey there girlie. Need a hand?"
Things were about to get very bad.....
Okay, I know this was short but what did ya think? Good? Bad? The next chapter will be up soon.!
It was never supposed to turn out like this. We were all supposed to live long happy lives, but so much has happened. So many lives have been lost. How do you make up fro all the pain and suffering of others? You don't, because the damage is already done.....
Miaka stared blankly out at the reflection of the sun on the lake. A million thoughts were swirling through her head. Her mind was filled with yesterday's regrets, and memories that had nearly torn her apart. They were dead. All her warriors and friends just....dead. Even Yui was gone. Everyone had done their best to try and consol her after the incident with the book, but to no avail. A tiny voice inside her head was telling her that somehow this was wrong. All of it.
Scalding tears slowly began to roll down her face in streams. This couldn't be right. It just couldn't!
"Please...," she begged through her tears," There has to be another way...there has to be! Tamahome....Please don't let this be the way it ends...please!"
The book beside her on the bench began to glow with a swirl of crimson and deepest blue. It was the first time in months that there had been any reaction from the book. The last time she had seen that glow was shortly after the final battle, when her entire world came crumbling down around her.
"What...What's happening?"
The blaze of swirling color rose up from around the book and began to surround her body, warming her right down to her toes. One moment Miaka was sitting on a bench across from the library, and the next she was spiraling in nothingness, her body light and free of all things. Little did she know that nearby, someone had been watching, an now they knew...
When she could finally open her eyes, Miaka found that she was lying on the dusty ground, near a large puddle of water left by the heavy rains. But there was something wrong. Her entire body ached as if she had gone through unbelievable torture, almost as if someone had tried to tear her apart.
Slowly she rose up from the ground, doing her best to fight the growing nausea, and the pounding in her skull. Every movement was pain. Carefully she leaned against the ally wall for support, not quite sure that she could stand on her own and not fall over. Wait a second...ally wall? Miaka wildly looked about her surroundings. She was no longer on the bench, but in an all too familiar setting. One she had not seen for a very long time. And if she remembered correctly.....
"Hey there girlie. Need a hand?"
Things were about to get very bad.....
Okay, I know this was short but what did ya think? Good? Bad? The next chapter will be up soon.!