Return of a Princess
Chapter Two: Reconstruction
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I arrived at the site that was currently being rebuilt. No one was here I was early. I looked to the north and saw the newly completed palace. It was an exact replica and Meera had been able to cast a spell that would bring back all of the original furniture and things that had once adorned the palace interior. I decided that I would look around the palace; make sure everything was finished before assigning the Atlantians to new sites.
I had had everyone work on the castle so it would be finished and we would not have to worry about it later. Now, everyone could work on rebuilding separate areas and spread themselves out. Kurama had estimated us being finished very soon. He said that, since Meera was able to bring back mostly everything with spells, all that needed to be done was the rebuilding of the outline of homes and the roadways.
Him and Meera had become close over the past few months. It was obvious to anyone that they liked each other, but they wouldn't admit it. I used to hate emotions and believed that the only thing they caused was pain and weakness. I believed that I had no need for them and they would only hinder me. But, as I watch these Atlantians work and rebuild what they had lost, I can see so much emotion in them. I noticed that it is what drives them to work hard from sunrise to sunset. It was a few months ago that I realized if anything, emotions make you stronger.
I opened the palace doors. The palace was made completely of Atlantian crystal and diamond. I walked through the many corridors and halls, passing many rooms. I understand what Amara said about walking through the halls and finding rooms that you never knew existed. Thanks to the spell Meera cast, the rooms held just as much mystery and history that they once held. Some rooms still remain hidden, thanks to the spell.
I passed an aquamarine door. It was located on the fifth floor, the highest in the palace. I knew it immediately to be Amara's. I told Meera to make it look just like it had before she left; the rest of the city was done the same. I wondered back down to the first floor when I heard Kurama and Meera enter. They were waiting for me.
"Good morning, Hiei." Kurama said.
"How is she? Any improvements?" She asked. She asked the same thing every morning and every time the answer has been the same. I can't blame her though; she's simply worried about her friend.
"No." I answered. I never was one for conversation. Short and to the point was my way, and they understood that.
"Hmm..." She looked thoughtful, as though she was considering something. She had had that look a lot lately and it was starting to bother me. Did she know something about Amara's condition that she was keeping from us?
"What are you thinking, onna?" I asked slowly.
"Nothing, Hiei, nothing." She said, still deep in thought. I was becoming slowly irritated at her.
"If it has anything to with Amara then spill." I growled. Kurama glared at me slightly but I ignored him and kept my focus on Meera.
"I know no more then you do and I have only been considering possibilities as to why she has not awoken." She explained. I looked at her expectantly, waiting for her to voice her opinions. "I was wondering if maybe there was something about those arrows that we missed, you know, like something mystical that would keep her in a coma. But that doesn't seem likely because we would have found that.
"Then I have another idea but it hardly seems logical. I was thinking that maybe she was lost in her own mind but that can't be. It's too out there to even consider. So, just like you, I am as much in the dark." She explained. I nodded and walked past them and out to where the Atlantians were awaiting their orders.
"We are going to spread out and work on all areas of Atlantis. All you must do is build the outline of the structures and when the sun has set, Meera will cast a spell bring everything back to what it was before Nicodemus attacked." I quickly explained. When I first started this they were a little confused as to where their Princess was. Apparently she was highly respected and the Atlantians were very protective of her. I could see why. But they also didn't seem to understand why I gave short and simple answers and didn't talk much. Kurama had taken it upon himself to explain and they happily accepted me as their temporary ruler.
Kurama and Meera went off to help whomever needed it while I sat back and oversaw it all. Everyone worked hard and by the end of the day the majority of Atlantis had been outlined. I nodded to Meera and she walked out into the center of it all. A silver light surrounded her and she was lifted high into the air above the city. A silver light exploded from her and washed over the city. When the light disappeared the city looked like new. I could see Meera smile and slowly lower herself to the ground. Kurama was there waiting. She gave him a smile and sung into his arms. She had used a good deal of her energy to cast that spell and had to be carried back.
In my opinion, she was weak but I also had to give her credit, she was strong morally. The Atlantians went back to their camps for the night. They had created camps until the city could be rebuilt.
I thought back on everything that had been accomplished over the past six months. For the first month or two we went around exorcizing all of the darkness. That had taken a good amount of time and energy because the darkness was strong and the area in Atlantis is vast.
The palace took a lot longer because all of the rooms had to be created and the palace was very, very large. Also, it had taken Meera a while to re-instill everything. I watched as everyone left and then I stood there a moment longer before I went back inside the palace for one last look around. As I passed a mirror in the main entrance hall, there was something written on it. I walked over to it and read what it said.
"Help me." I read it aloud. No one had been in here during the day, so who could have written it? I shrugged it off; it was probably just a trick or something. It didn't seem urgent, so I left to return home.
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I came through the portal and went to the windowsill. But as I passed Amara, I noticed her expression had changed. I moved closer so I could see in the darkness that covered the room. Being a demon I could see perfectly in the dark but I still wasn't sure if my eyes were playing tricks on me. Upon closer inspection I found that her expression had indeed changed. Her expression that morning had been placid and peaceful but now it looked confused and lost. But, she was in a coma, there was no way she had changed her facial expressions unless she woke up. But if she had, Genkai would have contacted me immediately.
I sighed and decided that I was seeing things. I went over to the window and stared out until I fell into a dream...
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Author Note: I'm going to end it there. I know, not very interesting but it was needed. It... sets the stage for upcoming events and kind of foreshadows some things that will happen. Remember to review, it helps with updates and such.
Disclaimer: I do not own.
Chapter Two: Reconstruction
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.
.
.
.
I arrived at the site that was currently being rebuilt. No one was here I was early. I looked to the north and saw the newly completed palace. It was an exact replica and Meera had been able to cast a spell that would bring back all of the original furniture and things that had once adorned the palace interior. I decided that I would look around the palace; make sure everything was finished before assigning the Atlantians to new sites.
I had had everyone work on the castle so it would be finished and we would not have to worry about it later. Now, everyone could work on rebuilding separate areas and spread themselves out. Kurama had estimated us being finished very soon. He said that, since Meera was able to bring back mostly everything with spells, all that needed to be done was the rebuilding of the outline of homes and the roadways.
Him and Meera had become close over the past few months. It was obvious to anyone that they liked each other, but they wouldn't admit it. I used to hate emotions and believed that the only thing they caused was pain and weakness. I believed that I had no need for them and they would only hinder me. But, as I watch these Atlantians work and rebuild what they had lost, I can see so much emotion in them. I noticed that it is what drives them to work hard from sunrise to sunset. It was a few months ago that I realized if anything, emotions make you stronger.
I opened the palace doors. The palace was made completely of Atlantian crystal and diamond. I walked through the many corridors and halls, passing many rooms. I understand what Amara said about walking through the halls and finding rooms that you never knew existed. Thanks to the spell Meera cast, the rooms held just as much mystery and history that they once held. Some rooms still remain hidden, thanks to the spell.
I passed an aquamarine door. It was located on the fifth floor, the highest in the palace. I knew it immediately to be Amara's. I told Meera to make it look just like it had before she left; the rest of the city was done the same. I wondered back down to the first floor when I heard Kurama and Meera enter. They were waiting for me.
"Good morning, Hiei." Kurama said.
"How is she? Any improvements?" She asked. She asked the same thing every morning and every time the answer has been the same. I can't blame her though; she's simply worried about her friend.
"No." I answered. I never was one for conversation. Short and to the point was my way, and they understood that.
"Hmm..." She looked thoughtful, as though she was considering something. She had had that look a lot lately and it was starting to bother me. Did she know something about Amara's condition that she was keeping from us?
"What are you thinking, onna?" I asked slowly.
"Nothing, Hiei, nothing." She said, still deep in thought. I was becoming slowly irritated at her.
"If it has anything to with Amara then spill." I growled. Kurama glared at me slightly but I ignored him and kept my focus on Meera.
"I know no more then you do and I have only been considering possibilities as to why she has not awoken." She explained. I looked at her expectantly, waiting for her to voice her opinions. "I was wondering if maybe there was something about those arrows that we missed, you know, like something mystical that would keep her in a coma. But that doesn't seem likely because we would have found that.
"Then I have another idea but it hardly seems logical. I was thinking that maybe she was lost in her own mind but that can't be. It's too out there to even consider. So, just like you, I am as much in the dark." She explained. I nodded and walked past them and out to where the Atlantians were awaiting their orders.
"We are going to spread out and work on all areas of Atlantis. All you must do is build the outline of the structures and when the sun has set, Meera will cast a spell bring everything back to what it was before Nicodemus attacked." I quickly explained. When I first started this they were a little confused as to where their Princess was. Apparently she was highly respected and the Atlantians were very protective of her. I could see why. But they also didn't seem to understand why I gave short and simple answers and didn't talk much. Kurama had taken it upon himself to explain and they happily accepted me as their temporary ruler.
Kurama and Meera went off to help whomever needed it while I sat back and oversaw it all. Everyone worked hard and by the end of the day the majority of Atlantis had been outlined. I nodded to Meera and she walked out into the center of it all. A silver light surrounded her and she was lifted high into the air above the city. A silver light exploded from her and washed over the city. When the light disappeared the city looked like new. I could see Meera smile and slowly lower herself to the ground. Kurama was there waiting. She gave him a smile and sung into his arms. She had used a good deal of her energy to cast that spell and had to be carried back.
In my opinion, she was weak but I also had to give her credit, she was strong morally. The Atlantians went back to their camps for the night. They had created camps until the city could be rebuilt.
I thought back on everything that had been accomplished over the past six months. For the first month or two we went around exorcizing all of the darkness. That had taken a good amount of time and energy because the darkness was strong and the area in Atlantis is vast.
The palace took a lot longer because all of the rooms had to be created and the palace was very, very large. Also, it had taken Meera a while to re-instill everything. I watched as everyone left and then I stood there a moment longer before I went back inside the palace for one last look around. As I passed a mirror in the main entrance hall, there was something written on it. I walked over to it and read what it said.
"Help me." I read it aloud. No one had been in here during the day, so who could have written it? I shrugged it off; it was probably just a trick or something. It didn't seem urgent, so I left to return home.
.
.
.
.
.
I came through the portal and went to the windowsill. But as I passed Amara, I noticed her expression had changed. I moved closer so I could see in the darkness that covered the room. Being a demon I could see perfectly in the dark but I still wasn't sure if my eyes were playing tricks on me. Upon closer inspection I found that her expression had indeed changed. Her expression that morning had been placid and peaceful but now it looked confused and lost. But, she was in a coma, there was no way she had changed her facial expressions unless she woke up. But if she had, Genkai would have contacted me immediately.
I sighed and decided that I was seeing things. I went over to the window and stared out until I fell into a dream...
.
.
.
.
.
.
Author Note: I'm going to end it there. I know, not very interesting but it was needed. It... sets the stage for upcoming events and kind of foreshadows some things that will happen. Remember to review, it helps with updates and such.
Disclaimer: I do not own.