Author's Note: Sorry about the late updates. My pc was in the workshop for a few weeks due to the sad fact that my motherboard was burnt ( Anyway, hope you'll enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it down Yeah, the story gets rather complicated from here and since I get frequent writer's blocks, slow updatessss…..
The hooves of terror rampaged as screams of terror reached the haughty huntress. With eyes as cold as ice, sharp till foolish mortals shake and quiver at each gaze, she looked at the massacre left behind by the snorting, gory beasts. She smiled coldly in derision. "You gotta go better than this if you want to win," she murmured to herself mockingly, drawing two silver-tipped arrows onto her intricately-carved bow. Without hesitation, she released the quiver and anticipated the howl of anger and pain.
She was not disappointed.
Blinded with pain, the half-beast, half-demonlike horses thundered to the source of their anger, swinging and smashing their bloody sceptres at all costs, practically pulverising the carcasses like pancakes. Calmly, the arrogant huntress calculated the distance between them and readied herself.
"You know, you can never beat me. So why bother trying?" she said mockingly to the nightmares as she rained silvery pinpricks onto them. She looked triumphiantly at the dying beasts and took her final blow. "Soon," she whispered, "Soon, you'll be just like everyone else. And I shall be the one that will rule all."
Mika awoke with a start. Ooh, my head, she thought hazily, trying to blink away the stars from her vision. As her sight cleared, she looked at her surrounding confusedly. "Aren't I supposed to be dead by now?" she thought aloud.
"Actually, Mika, you're not dead. In fact, no one is. Or at least, no one that we know of is."
Startled, the huntress whirled at the voice, only to moan with dizziness once more. "Ouch, that hurts," she grumbled, "Who said that?" She turned carefully and focused onto the shadowy figure. A wave of relief washed over her as she realised that it was the priestess.
"Tranquil! Oh, I'm glad you're okay! How is everyone?" exclaimed Mika.
Tranquil looked at Mika, smiling wearily, "They're all fine, actually. You sure took quite some time to wake up," she said mockingly.
Sensing bitterness in her voice, the injured huntress asked quietly, "Tranquil, what's wrong? Come here, baby. Talk to me." She stretched her arms wide and waited for the priestess to come. Silently, Tranquil allowed herself to be enveloped into the comforting hug.
Stroking her silky hair, Mika hummed softly and soothingly. She didn't say a word to break the silence, waiting for Tranquil to begin the conversation. Finally, after what seemed like ages, Tranquil said quietly,
"Thank you."
Smiling slightly, Mika continued stroking her hair and murmured, "No problem." Heaving a huge sigh that coursed through her body, Tranquil stood up and gave her 'patient' a half-smile, "You should rest, Mika. Save your energy. I'll tell the others that you're awake." With that, she closed the ancient, wooden door as softly as she could manage.
Mika stared at the closed barrier blankly. "Hmm, I was thinking about something right before Tranquil spoke to me, wasn't I?" she thought aloud once more, furrowing her brow with concentration as fragments of her dreams dangled tantalisingly in her mind.
The huntress, the nightmares, she suddenly remembered. Frowning, she struggled to place a name onto the familiar face of the arrogant huntress in her dreams. So familiar and yet...
"Wait a minute," she whispered to herself, realization dawning on her face. That huntress! It was her! But how can it be?
Mika shivered as she recollected the haughty and arrogant features of the cold, impassive huntress. Was that really me? she wondered. Mentally she shook herself. Stop it! It's just a dream, nothing more to it, she scolded herself. Slowly, she drew the blankets up right to her chin and tried to sleep.
"So what do you think?"
Silver stared moodily at his so-called mind numbing spirits. He shrugged and replied morosely, "Like the hell I know. I don't even know anything about me till Jewel came into the picture. Now out of the blue surprises keep on popping out like those darned white flowers during spring."
Variante stared at him momentarily before focusing on his own drink. There was a momentary silence as the both of them drifted off in their thoughts. "Er, Silver? What are you going to do about that rogue? You know, the one that claimed to be your fiancé," he trailed off hesitantly as he spied the expression on his friend's face. "Nevermind, forget I even asked," he said hurriedly and took a huge gulp of his drink.
Silver sighed wearily. He opened his mouth to say something but shut up almost immediately as he spotted Tranquil heading towards them. Giving Variante a warning glance, as though to remind him not to say anything about their previous conversation, he stood up and hugged the pale priestess. It was like hugging a bolt of cloth, he realised worriedly. Releasing her, he gently motioned her to sit and ordered a glass of juice for her. He could see that Tranquil was taking the aftermaths of the war pretty seriously.
Sneaking a glance from his drink, Variante noticed her pale face almost instantly. He looked back and forth from Silver to Tranquil before pushing his chair away. "Umm, guys? I think I'd better check on Mika to see if she's awake yet," he said as he downed the remaining liquid in his glass. He noted amusedly that he might as well just talk to a wall. The two were in such an intense eye contact that they were oblivous to their surroundings. As he headed towards the door, his grin slipped away when he realised that the lovey-dovey couple has a few problems of their own, namely the rogue they had just met, Serenia Waters. Sighing to himself, he walked purposefully towards Mika's room.
Still oblivious to anything else but his love in front of him, Silver gazed deeply into her eyes and asked quietly, "Tranquil? Is anything the matter?"
Breaking her gaze away from him, she simply went closer to him and snuggled in his arms. "Just hold me, Sil," she mumbled as tears slid down, creating thin rivulets of tears upon her face. Hugging her closer, Silver kissed her lavender hair and whispered fiercely, "I promise I won't let anything happen to you, Tran. Never!" Tranquil raised her tearstained face and asked miserably, "But what about that rogue we saw, Serenia? She is, as she claimed to be, your fiance. What would happen if she really is..." Her voiced trailed off.
Hugging her close, Silver said gently, "Don't you worry your fair head about that, Tran. Whatever happens, I'll still be by your side, no matter what. As for that rogue, I'll just have to make her see that the past is not part of my life anymore. I can't love a person that I can't even remember she exists in my life." Tranquil pushed herself away from his arms and look at him sadly, "I can't do it, Sil. I can't bear to hurt anyone else aymore just because of me. I can't bear to think the sorrows I'll inflict on them if I selfishly chose what I want."
Silver gazed at her in agony and despair. "So what are you saying, Tran? That we shouldn't be together?" he queried shakily, unable to believe his ears. Tranquil looked away, and said quietly, "I don't know, Sil. I really don't know. I just don't want anyone to get hurt anymore. Maybe she does belong in your life and not me. Maybe I'm just a little something to help you on your way. I just don't know." She finally stared at him with unnatural calmness. Silver stared at her speechlessly, unable to utter a word. Tranquil got up and slowly headed towards the door, stopping just a few steps away to say quietly, "I'm so sorry, Sil."