CW: Woot! Chapter two already! its my intention to write all this before Christmas is over so it can all fit into the festive season. Also I do have a ton of homework to do buuuuuut this is more fun! nn yes I have hmwk over Christmas!!!!! (wails) Also I need a little fluff story after whats happening in my other story (yawns)
Riku: You know there is such a thing as a life!
Sora: Yeah! What's the point of slashing us when it's not real!?
CW: one: you two make an adorable couple and two: it helps me with my creative skills!
Riku: Pfft! Yeah like you have skills!
CW: (sighs and mushes Riku's face into the computer screen) let's continue shall we?
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Sora sneezed loudly, causing more dust to circulate the dark, eerie room around him. He shone his torch from left to right in the large, spider infested attic. Every now and then his torchlight would illuminate dusty, ancient boxes and chests or the glint of a rats eye hiding in the corner.
A cold, tingling feeling shot up his spine as he heard a mahogany box with the corners covered in silver metal plates scrape slowly across the floor. He shone his torch on it quickly to find no-one there. He spun around again just as he felt someone pull at one of his spikes. Unfortunately he had spun around too fast and lost his footing.
He landed hard on his stomach, with his torch rolling away from him into the black abyss. He coughed lightly and pushed himself off the floor. He walked towards where the light was shinning on a black trunk decorated with rune symbols, he couldn't remember the names off. He grinned to himself as he had found the right chest.
He picked up his torch, popping it into his mouth as he undid the silver clasp on the front of the ebony trunk. As it clicked open easily, Sora quickly hefted open the lid to reveal a small long box, containing incense sticks. Several pieces of different coloured chalk and a large, weathered book bound in leather. The spell book.
His grandmother had shown him this a handful of times. Saying it was full of simple spells that were very ancient and powerful if you really believed in them enough. The more you believed in the spell, the more powerful the magic would be.
Sora pocketed a piece of white chalk and gripped the edges of the spell book, lifting it out and onto the floor. He knelt down in front of it, holding his torch in his right hand as he began to open it carefully. The pages were torn in some places, starting to yellow at the corners. Almost every page was brown except for a few that were white. Those ones had been added recently by his grandmother over the years when she was younger, but even their colour had started to fade.
He skimmed page after page looking for one decorated with tiny hearts and flowers by his grandmother when she was a young girl. She said it had been written centuries ago by a young witch who was unable to find love. Sora had seen it while he had gone into the kitchen for a drink on a hot summers day. The book was opened up on the true love spell at the center of the kitchen table. He had only glanced at it while his grandmother went out to find some chalk. All he could remember was that it was decorated with tiny red and pink hearts.
Finally! His fingers brushed over the page, seeing that the end of the page had been ripped off. Ignoring this Sora started to read the short paragraph written in untidy blue ink handwriting with a list of instruments and ingredients at the top:
True LoveOne piece of white or pink chalk
Six cinnamon incense sticks
Light six cinnamon incense sticks and place them in shape of a heart. Draw a circle around thyself with plain white/pink chalk, Close your eyes and wait until thy see what your true love looks like. After thy see a glimpse of them, recite the following:Forged and sealed this Magicke be,
In love twain for thee and mee.
When our fingers are entwined,
Our love will last for all mankind.
Brooms fall and brooms break,
We will meet each other by the hour of eight.
Sora frowned at the last part, looking confused. Brooms fall and break? By the hour of eight?? What the hell? Oh well, I hope this works. He placed the six incense sticks in the shape of a heart as best as he could. Two crossed over each at the top with two more parallel at the bottom and two on either side to join it all together. He shone his torch in the chest again and looked for some matches. Once found he lit each end of the incense sticks, watching the misty smoke rise and coil into the air.
Gingerly he picked up the piece of chalk and started to draw a circle around himself as best as he could. Once satisfied he put the chalk down and closed his eyes. He tried to keep in mind that Sephiroth had green eyes and silver hair. Even though he was dead, Sora wanted someone similar to how Sephiroth made Cloud feel and this was the only way possible. Sora sat calm and collected as he waited for anything to happen. Naturally all he saw was darkness.
Nothing.
He sniffed loudly as the strong smell of the incense sticks started to irritate his nose, stinging his nostrils. He let out a frustrated sigh and was about to open his eyes when a small streak of silver zapped through his blank vision. Sora blanched, still keeping his eyes closed as two sparkling aquamarine orbs glinted in the darkness, one of them winked at him before they vanished quickly in a swirl of silver strands.
Sora quickly opened his eyes, breathing heavily as he looked around the dusty attic. Only the rain outside hammering against the skylight above echoed throughout the silent house. But somewhere in the background Sora thought he heard the light cheery laughter of a woman. That's weird, that laugh sounds so…familiar.
Pushing all thoughts aside he looked back at the book and started to recite the poem;
"Forged and sealed this Magicke be, In love twain for thee and mee. When our fingers are entwined, Our love will last for all mankind. Brooms fall and brooms break, We will meet each other by the hour of eight."
Thunder boomed outside making Sora jump out of his skin. He always hated thunderstorms, it always brought back bad memories that he couldn't remember. He sat in the dark again, expecting something to happen. Nothing He said the poem again; "Forged and sealed this Magicke be, In love twain for thee and mee. When our fingers are entwined, Our love will last for all mankind. Brooms fall and brooms break, We will meet each other by the hour of eight."
Still nothing happened.
Frustrated Sora repeated the small poem again, shouting out the words over the rain, closing his eyes and trying to see the two aquamarine orbs and silver strands again. "FORGED AND SEALED THIS MAGICKE BE, IN LOVE TWAIN FOR THEE AND MEE. WHEN OUR FINGERS ARE ENTWINED, OUR LOVE WILL LAST FOR ALL MANKIND. BROOMS FALL AND BROOMS BREAK, WE WILL MEET EACH OTHER BY THE HOUR OF EIGHT."
As soon as Sora shouted out the last word lightning ripped through the bulging grey clouds, casting a dull golden glow in the attic, illuminating everything in its light. Sora felt butterflies swimming in his stomach as his nails dug into his palms with fear. In front of him the incense sticks were burning down fast.
Sora felt sick and dizzy, his head was spinning and he didn't know why. His vision was unfocused as he stared at the wispy strands unraveling and coiling around each other. For a second he thought he saw a face with shoulder length hair smiling at him, but it could have been his imagination. He felt himself falling backwards, his world spinning into darkness with two glowing green eyes staring at him in his dreamless sleep.
A quiet female giggle emitted in the darkness out of the corner of the attic.
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Sora: That laughter is scaring me!
CW: Yeah whatever…wimp. Anyways what do you think??? Yes I know its short but its how ive plotted it out! To keep you wondering lol XD next chappie out on Sunday afternoon…you'll find out why when I update next! I'm just doing it like this because each chappie is on a specific day following up to Christmas! It's a test of my skills and how fast I can write, lol.
Riku: Why aren't I there yet!??
CW: just be patient a little bit longer! You'll get your fun soon!!! I still cant believe its one week to Christmas (dies) I'm so excited!!!! XD please review!
Response to reviewers (I'm still surprised that I got reviews so quickly!)
Luvie – lol yeah I know, its so sad about Sephy! Poor bastard, anyways you'll have to find out about cloud's pairing later, who said it'll be squall?? (cackles) XD
RaspPunkyCS – lol nope kairi hasn't got a clue! Sora's kinda embarrassed about telling her. Im good at AU's?? well at least its something! Thank you! I try to be original as I can.
Mariku-san – I didn't like it when Sephy died either, but it was part of my plot!! I cant wait for the little bastard (riku) to show up either! Lol
Riku: HEY! I heard that!
CW: uh hehehehe um well plz review if you want more! (runs away screaming from riku)
Sora: pfft …losers ¬¬