Standard Disclaimer apply (I forgot that at the first entry!) Anyways, The story picks up were I dropped off. Eclipse realized a magical faerie book is in Raenef's hands. What to do? Read on. Note: The definition of the name Anna Nina is roughly translated as 'the first child chosen by God' ; so there....yeah, and the first part is not the ending
Part 2: Anna's History
---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ----"Lord Raenef!"
Eclipse dropped everything off and hurried in haste to his Master's quarters. He could not to be mistaken that the servant demon's description of the book is the exact same one Raenef has. A book that opens what the heart desires. It sounds pretty harmless enough, but Eclipse couldn't be easily mislead by a book created by Faerie Magic. Faerie magic is potent for its several strong attributes. If Raenef did something to trigger its spell considering he is quite an emotional one...
The noble demon hoped that his Master didn't cast thousands of giant live tomatoes.
"Master!" he gasped, opening the doors to Raenef's quarters. His young blonde ward is sitting still over the sheets in a seemingly trance like state. In his clutches, was the book, and its widely open. Eclipse swore he hear faint sounds and see lights emnating from it
Faerie Magic induces seduction of the senses....Without any hesitation, the raven-haired demon grabbed the item and fling it away as far as possible like it was trash. It quickly snapped Raenef back to himself. "H-Hey! I was reading that book! the boy cried. "You could have at least tell me you're coming!"
Good, it seems he is only slightly shaken, and he looks fine... Eclipse sighed in relief, but was displeased with the blonde demon lord's reaction. "THAT Master Raenef, happens to be a dangerous magical book! I'm just trying to save you from your own demise!"
"Demise from what? I'm fine, Eclipse" the boy blinked, staring in curiousity. What danger is Eclipse talking about? He could see his mentor fuming silently, as he tried to check his temperature. "Well, master, one can't be so sure. All you have seen, or heard..or whatever coming from it has a fatal spell that could end your life!"
"Fatal spell? The book is spectacular!" Raenef quipped, "It spun wonderful imagery, Eclipse. You can see events unfold in almost real life clarity while it tells fairy tales!" then he paused, "I don't see THAT being dangerous at all."
A demon lord of his stature shouldn't be this naive Eclipse thought and motioned to the book he thrown. "Master, Faerie magic is renowned for its seduction of the senses. I should have known better than allowing you to have this." He tried to open the book to see what Raenef is talking about, but much to his dismay, it was sealed too tight even for his grip. It be much better that way---
"Lord Raenef, I'm taking this away now." he finally said, drifting towards the room's door. "If you have anything you need or you want, you have to consult someone else first. Understood?"
The boy shrugged, unable to meet his gaze, disappointed. "Yeah,"
"Good, I think its all for the better then."
"Eclipse?"
"Yes, master?"
"Don't you think, its better to live in one lifetime with someone you want to be with rather than to live alone endlessly for ages?"
Eclipse paused for a minute, "I told you this before, I'm going to stay with you forever, Master Raenef. You have my word." With that said, he left the boy's quarters.
Unfortunately, that's not what Raenef meant. He wondered, erm what the hell Im thinking? he quickly turned chibi, blushed and starts to shake his head. Strange thoughts seem to seep his brain eversince he read those stories of lore...
Tales of a young mermaid princess who's willing to sacrifice herself and the life she have known to love a human prince. A beast cursed nearly died for the love of a beautiful simple girl. Then there is this much spectacular story...a one so long his head nearly hurt, if its isnt those lovely spun images, he wouldnt read the faerie language. An elven princess, gave up her youth and immortality for a human she loves. Her painstaking choice to give up the life she knew to be with her beloved is so heart wrenching that it moved the young demon lord to tears. He can somehow, understand that pain of sacrifice.
It was like the book is invoking what his heart deeply desires. Raenef don't care if this is what Eclipse called 'seduction of the senses'. He knew that it was that thought that is bothering him all along. The simplier things in life that couldnt be replaced by power, eternal youth and immortality. A life is meaningless without someone to share it. Even though he heard in demon lord circles that human existence is pitiful with their short lives and limited abilities. AT least their lives have meaning. Before he learned his demon royalty, he have his friends back in the guild that he share his problems and hardships with. Its a struggling existence, but he was happy.
When Eclipse told him he will be with him forever----it was different. A companionship is different from a close confidant, A mutual bond is different from a romantic liason. A friend and mentor couldnt be his lover. He CANT love someone of his OWN sex. IT is unnatural, and the thought have been crossing his mind these past few days. The longer he stay in isolation with Eclipse, the longer he will be confused with his self. It was like one of those prison stories, and it gave the blonde a chill in the spine.
But who can I love? Isn't there someone out there for me? Who can love someone who's destiny belongs to a life of darkness?
There was Leeche, the Lord's daughter who was nothing but a child. She declared her infatuation openly to him and to prove it, she kissed him on the lips--- vowing she will be back within ten years and be his bride. Raenef's face blanched, somehow he wouldnt entertain the idea of a grown up Leeche still bossing him around. Who heard of a lovable demon lord being pushed around by his own wife?
He decided to sleep off the confusing thoughts and feelings. Ten years----its plenty much of time to think about and consider things. Unknowingly, he didnt feel the sad tear trail down on his cheek.
----It was a nightmarish dream, recurring all over and over. She was standing all alone in the outskirts of the woods, on the night where the sky is filled with curtains of blood red flames. She was merely a child barely of eight seasons, and one of the few survivors of a village that is currently being razed to the ground.
It was a typical scenario one will expect when horde of demons go berserk and massacre scores of humans. Only this time, the humans are doing all the killing.
Anna have hazy but tranquil memories being raised in a secluded area of Rue. La Ville De Martin, where demons are residents and live in perfect harmony, in contrast to most people's perception that they are of blood thristy origins. Like most children, Anna was orphaned by the demon/human wars that ocassionally happens from town to town. The demons of Rue. La Ville De Martin took the liberty to save much of the human survivors, and heal them. The orphans are kept, raised in a loving environment and were taught with gentle knowledge incurred by these beings that lived to their hundreds. She remembered, Demetrius, a kindly elder demon, telling her that in order to cope with their lonely and long existence, they devoted themselves raising orphans and healing traumatized survivors from the series of demon wars, this gives them a sense of purpose in their lives, an atonement for the sins of their kind.
"Any race, any kind, have two sides, Anna." he fondly once said to the precocious young girl. Every grain of existence is all about balance, because without it, our world wouldnt have even existed. There is kindness in everyone as there is also something evil inside them. Even if we are superior in some way, we are also not perfect. Just like your kind."
"But I'm one of your kind, sir. I live here, I have nowhere to go."
The elder shook his head, "You don't belong here, Anna. You belong out there, to your world. Do you have dreams, dear child? Ambitions and goals?"
Since she was just a child, she couldnt understand what he is getting at. "Yes, sir. I have dreams. I want to be great someday!"
"Then fulfill those dreams, your dreams are our dreams, young one."
Then there is something else that happened that Anna wouldnt forget. Their conversation was cut off, when Aaron, a fellow orphan older by few years, was being led by the superiors to the main hall. Demetrius was called upon by one of the female instructors with the boy. She was a small back then and have vague recollection of 'the leaving', as other elders would call it. The instructors and care takers will hold back the other young ones who want to see Aaron leave, not allowing even one of them to say their goodbyes. Aaron was already 12, an age where, he is too old for the orphanage and is grown enough to leave for the outside world. They will select and find the best human parents to rear him. Once he leaves the walls and town of Rue. La Ville De Martin, he will completely forget and have no recollection such place exist at all. But his knowledge of what is taught to him remains.
She struggled among the crowd of grown-up's legs to see how 'The Leaving' happens. Anna managed to get a peek of Oria, the headmistress of the orphanage, giving her last farewell to the confused Aaron.
"Mère," Aaron spoke, his expression sad as he glanced at his would-be step-parents by the hall's exit. "I don't want to go, I dont want to leave...."
"Hush, dear child. There is nothing to be afraid of. You belong to them..you belong to the outside world, we...we can no longer keep you from it. You are a grown boy now, remember?"
"Did I do something for you to dislike me, mère?"
"No, you don't Aaron, no you don't."
Anna saw tears flowing from Oria's eyes. They are also blood. Blood of tears trail down her eyes, staining her pale cheeks as she held Aaron tight and close for one last embrace. It so surprised her that demons could cry blood, that she fainted. Last thing she remembered is excited shouts in demon language as they noticed her presence, then they hovered around her as she slowly falls back, getting swallowed into the darkness.
When one is full of pure grief, one can cry tears of blood..So much is the pain in their hearts...
There isn't much to recall afterwards..Only the chaotic scenario of the town being savagely attacked by waves and waves of soldiers are what followed. The children are being 'rescued' from their 'captors' from the demons, the same demons who want nothing but peace---valiantly protecting the children and the others, as they themselves are hacked to their deaths. They could fight back, they could use their arcane knowledge to the supernatural to kill the attackers, and yet they didnt.
"Run, Anna! run! You must live!" One of them cried, "Take the others with you!"
Your dreams are our dreams....
With a handful of other children, Anna watched as Rue. La Ville De Martin was being pillaged and slowly razed to the ground. In matter of hours, the secluded town ceased to exist....
Anna...anna..
She was begging for the nightmare to stop, and for that moment, a flash of an unfamiliar view came. For some strange reason, it suddenly felt...peaceful.
It was a scene in a busy local market in weekends outside of town. "You useless orphan, get out of here!" It was a market vendor, admonishing a little child dressed in rags and crying
She felt she was the child. "Im...not USELESS!!"
It was then she noticed that the orphan in her dream was not her. As the orphan ran and fall down the ground, the hood of his cloak revealed he is a boy with a thick long feathery blonde hair. Out of his sleeves, a couple of fresh and stolen rolls fall out. "Uh-oh..." he squeaked.
"YOU BRAT!!!!"
The boy ran as fast as he could. He kept on running, in dark small alleys, climbing over small walls and fences, knocking everything in his path to slow down the pursuers. Then in one corner near a small cloth store, two small hands suddenly grabbed him, one muffling his mouth to silence his scream. He was held there, until two of the pursuers ran pass by.
The boy looked at his rescuer, it was a girl with black hair. Oddly, Anna felt SHE was that girl. The boy have such wide and soulful blue eyes. "Anna!" he cried in relief and excitement, "Anna banana! You rescued me!"
Her eight year old self-pouted. "Dont call me THAT! I just saved your life, Rae!" she continued, as if almost shyly. "Stay out of trouble next time, okay? I won't...I won't be always there to protect you."
"Why?"
"Someone...someone is waiting for me"
Anna....Anna!
---"ANNA!"
The young slayer tumbled down from her bed, as Alexis bellowed directly to her ear. "Damn it woman, you are downright a noisy sleeper, you know that?" she snapped, eyeing the shaken Anna. "AND it's almost noon. I think the superior wants to talk to you."
Its all a dream... she muttered to herself. "You mean the mother superior."
"Yeah, yeah...the same thing" Alexis waved her hand and shrugged, placing her palms behind her head. "Better be quick--- I'll grab some meal outside and practice by the yard later, you can join me if you want,"
"Sure thing, Alexis. Later."
"Yeah, later"
Eversince the traumatic incident of her childhood, Anna and the others are placed in several convents that also served as sanctuaries to the abandoned. There are talks that she is 'the one' and she was reared and trained by a secret sanction of the order. She was thought the ways and the fighting of both the natural and supernatural, Monks, Clerics...different kind of people from various religous sects and orders secretly came and go, teaching her all these things that she surprisingly passed in flying colors. It seems for the first time, the people are making a big fuss of her existence and that she is very special, something that the demons who raised her wont do. She was always like, way back then, treated like an equal and with much normalcy as possible.
One night, she heard tutors conversing to each other
"elle yeux...pourrait-il être qu'elle est un hérétique ?"[ her it be that she is a heretic?]
"un enfant entre un diety et un humain ? Je pense ainsi. Scriptures ont mentionné de telles choses."
[a child between a diety and a human? I think so. Scriptures have mentioned of such things.]
"Elle est destinied pour de plus grandes choses, nous devons l'enseigner comment."
[She is destinied for bigger things, we need to teach her how.]
"We'll always need another, Who Had Become. To exterminate all those impurities fallen from heaven."
She understand a little of French, but she was sure it was something about her eyes. Anna's eyes have always been golden yellow, a rather very unusual color. Almost everyone she knew have normal colors of chestnut brown, pacific blue or celtic green. But hers are yellow, feral and wild. It intimidates others at first who looks through them, but they were all eased down by her surprising gentle nature. Adding to that, she had a strange ability to 'see things' ever since she was three, and everyone thought it was a very exceptional gift that must be properly nurtured.
Who then knows she was raised to be a Slayer? It was too late when she realized that. When she was taken in, Anna kept the secret of Rue. La Ville De Martin to herself. No one will believe that NOT all demons like to slaughter mankind and take over the world. She tried to give them an impression of her past recollections before she went in the orphanage instead. A vague memory of her mother...remembering having no father, They were gyspies that travel from town to town, until their camp was attacked and she was found and was raised in Rue. La Ville De Martin that she claimed 'not remembering'.
She swore to herself, that she'll only kill if there's a reason to exact deliverance. The Order sensed that she was somehow restrained and reluctant as she Who Had Become, and sent a mercenary from the North to be her co-partner to wherever her missions lead her to. With heavy heart, she let Alexis be the one who stained bloods on her hands that was supposed to be hers, she let her do most of the fighting. She can't bear, why do they have to fight each other.
She is near to the Mother Superior's office now, Anna knew that the nun will inquire about her strange recurring dreams, dreams, no, nightmares that wont go away for nearly seven years.
But there is something different about it now.That blonde orphan....Rae..?
--- ---END of part TWO ! Hoped you guys like it, and if you want more, please make a review! thanks!
(see DD volume 3, for reference); Rue. La Ville De Martin is roughly translated in French as 'St.Martin's Land' is an inspirational basis from an actual document I read about other dimensions that lived in magicks and green children..long story. If my other French is bad, don't blame me, Im only using a basic online translator >>;