::Soul Prism::
Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! is not mine.
A/N: Hope you liked the first chappie, hope you like the second.
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freak (n): 3. an unusual animal, person, plant, etc.
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She didn't know how or why she had it. As far as she knew, she'd had it since birth. What was 'it'? Well, it was a prism that hung from her necklace. It caught all sorts of light from all sorts of angles and cast them on the wall. Sometimes, there were images. Images of people running and screaming from condemnation. Images of people crying for mercy. Images of people laughing. Images of people romping around the forests barefoot, their shoes long-forgotten. Then again, what were a few images that only appeared briefly, if at all.
Her name was Tana. She had short, shouder-length brown hair streaked with crimson; her brown eyes were so dark they were nearly black. She had no social life, thus, she learned how to tame the illusions that came from her prism. By keeping in touch with the spirit, Sanction, inside of the prism. She could tap into the events of the outside world and alter them ever so slightly by sending an illusion. Whether it was a half-snake, half-human or a werewolf, she could do it.
But, with every gift comes a curse.
There had always been those meditations where you went inside yourself. First, you breathed deeply and relaxed, then you allowed yourself to feel yourself bound to the earth by roots that came from your feet. And, by accessing your inner self, you could truly find your inner beauty.
Tana had done this once. Her inner beauty was a deep, emerald forest, so quiet. There was a lake in the center of the forest, and she looked into that lake and truly saw herself. She was black like the pure night sky. And she wasn't human, either. She was a burly wolf with teeth sharp like knives; she was about the size of a great dane. Her eyes were the most piercing yellow, like the full moon at its highest point. So much power and might with such beauty that was unsurpassed in the animal kingdom.
And Tana liked it.
She had heard a voice whisper inside her mind. She knew it was Sanction.
"This is your curse, in order to weild the Sennen prism to its full capacity, you must become your inner self every night. This is your gift; this is your curse."
And there was no argument with that.
For six years, Tana had lived with that curse. Every night, she changed into the black wolf of her dreams; trapped in her room, longing for the outside world. She wondered what it would feel like to have the grass between her paws, innocent and covered with fresh dew. What it would be like to roam free, howling like a banshee at the moon for all it was worth. Surely, if she couldn't have a social life in the human world, the animals would accept her with stride.
Sleepover after sleepover she missed. She declined each invitation, for fear her peers might uncover her secret. And, at the age of thirteen, she realized that she was a freak. A person with a dreaded curse to bear over her shoulders like a burden. A heavy one. If she had any hope of having a social life, it was gone, now. Kaylee was her best friend, and she had asked Tana several times why she didn't appear at sleepovers or lock-ins. The answer was always the same.
"I had things to tend to."
And, every night, Tana would look at her wolf-self in the mirror and wonder what she had become. She would curse at the Sennen prism and Sanction.
Sanction would only sit and listen.
Finally, Sanction spoke, 'There is great power sealed within you, Tana.'
Tana fixed her wolf eyes on a mirror, =Some power, if I am condemned to be held in my room without bail! I can't even go outside at night, for fear I will lose control.=
Sanction nodded, 'Yes, and I understand that fear. But the potential for you is great. If we were to gather the Sennen items and take them, we would have ultimate power over everything. Think of it. Unsurpassed power. And you already know how to weild the Sennen prism.'
And thus, a promise for power was made.
Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! is not mine.
A/N: Hope you liked the first chappie, hope you like the second.
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freak (n): 3. an unusual animal, person, plant, etc.
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She didn't know how or why she had it. As far as she knew, she'd had it since birth. What was 'it'? Well, it was a prism that hung from her necklace. It caught all sorts of light from all sorts of angles and cast them on the wall. Sometimes, there were images. Images of people running and screaming from condemnation. Images of people crying for mercy. Images of people laughing. Images of people romping around the forests barefoot, their shoes long-forgotten. Then again, what were a few images that only appeared briefly, if at all.
Her name was Tana. She had short, shouder-length brown hair streaked with crimson; her brown eyes were so dark they were nearly black. She had no social life, thus, she learned how to tame the illusions that came from her prism. By keeping in touch with the spirit, Sanction, inside of the prism. She could tap into the events of the outside world and alter them ever so slightly by sending an illusion. Whether it was a half-snake, half-human or a werewolf, she could do it.
But, with every gift comes a curse.
There had always been those meditations where you went inside yourself. First, you breathed deeply and relaxed, then you allowed yourself to feel yourself bound to the earth by roots that came from your feet. And, by accessing your inner self, you could truly find your inner beauty.
Tana had done this once. Her inner beauty was a deep, emerald forest, so quiet. There was a lake in the center of the forest, and she looked into that lake and truly saw herself. She was black like the pure night sky. And she wasn't human, either. She was a burly wolf with teeth sharp like knives; she was about the size of a great dane. Her eyes were the most piercing yellow, like the full moon at its highest point. So much power and might with such beauty that was unsurpassed in the animal kingdom.
And Tana liked it.
She had heard a voice whisper inside her mind. She knew it was Sanction.
"This is your curse, in order to weild the Sennen prism to its full capacity, you must become your inner self every night. This is your gift; this is your curse."
And there was no argument with that.
For six years, Tana had lived with that curse. Every night, she changed into the black wolf of her dreams; trapped in her room, longing for the outside world. She wondered what it would feel like to have the grass between her paws, innocent and covered with fresh dew. What it would be like to roam free, howling like a banshee at the moon for all it was worth. Surely, if she couldn't have a social life in the human world, the animals would accept her with stride.
Sleepover after sleepover she missed. She declined each invitation, for fear her peers might uncover her secret. And, at the age of thirteen, she realized that she was a freak. A person with a dreaded curse to bear over her shoulders like a burden. A heavy one. If she had any hope of having a social life, it was gone, now. Kaylee was her best friend, and she had asked Tana several times why she didn't appear at sleepovers or lock-ins. The answer was always the same.
"I had things to tend to."
And, every night, Tana would look at her wolf-self in the mirror and wonder what she had become. She would curse at the Sennen prism and Sanction.
Sanction would only sit and listen.
Finally, Sanction spoke, 'There is great power sealed within you, Tana.'
Tana fixed her wolf eyes on a mirror, =Some power, if I am condemned to be held in my room without bail! I can't even go outside at night, for fear I will lose control.=
Sanction nodded, 'Yes, and I understand that fear. But the potential for you is great. If we were to gather the Sennen items and take them, we would have ultimate power over everything. Think of it. Unsurpassed power. And you already know how to weild the Sennen prism.'
And thus, a promise for power was made.