Return of a Princess
Chapter Six: Past Communication
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. Note: The rest of the story from this point on will be in third person, not in Hiei's POV. Enjoy!
Hiei stared at Amara for some time after she said that. He began to wonder of the past that Atlantis held. Could this be what happened in the past? He wondered. He stared into the fire, contemplating this new thought.
"Amara?" He asked.
"Hmm?" She mumbled half asleep.
"Are you tired?" He asked instead. She didn't really seem to be in the mood for talking about the past and it was late, or he thought it was anyway. There wasn't really anyway to tell seeing as how the entire place was dark and no sun shined through.
"Yeah, a little. Those demons are strong..."She drifted off as sleep finally took her. Hiei gave a small smile despite the situation. He walked over to the other rooms and saw that one held a bed. He walked back in and picked up Amara. He carried her to the next room and laid her on the bed. He left her there and went back into the main room and stared into the flames.
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Flashes. That was all she saw. Flashes of this and that, nothing was really clear at that point. But, as things started to come into focus, she realized what she was seeing. She was seeing scenes or pictures, of what she was unsure.
The first contained a family, a mother, a father, and a daughter. They looked happy and seemed to be enjoying life. The next contained the same, only the child was a boy. The girl had beautiful blue hair, like her own and the boy had spiky black hair. Everything seemed as though there was not a care in the world.
The scene changed again. This time it was of a necklace. It was beautiful, it had a sterling silver chain and the end was a blue diamond. The diamond was aquamarine in color and had been shaped into a sphere, slightly smaller than a golf ball. The sphere seemed to sparkle and pulsate with its own aura.
She reached out to touch it. As soon as her figure tips reached the smooth surface, it exploded in a blinding light. The brightness caused her to close her eyes in defense. But, there was no pain, not physical anyway.
As the light covered her and she closed her eyes she was engulfed in an overwhelming emotional pain. She felt suffering, sadness, anger, and every depressing emotion. She also felt spirits, ghosts if you will.
She had always had a sixth sense but, oddly enough, Atlantis had no rooming spirits or poltergeists. The place always had a cheerful air about it, though it was a calm cheerful, sort of a serene state. Even the palace, which had seen it's dark days, wasn't really infested with spirits, though she felt them occasionally. So, she had never really used it. But, now, the sense was even stronger and she felt that each had something to tell her but it was too over whelming. All the pain and sorrow, it was too much, too fast.
She shot up screaming. She could feel the presence of the man and woman of both families. They were still trying to communicate with her but she was confused and the overwhelming feelings were clouding her mind and she couldn't get a handle on it.
Then, she heard a heart beat, slow and steady. The sound was comforting, something that she could focus on, rather than the pain. She was vaguely aware of something warm and strong surrounding her. She felt safe and she snuggled deeper into that.
Her thoughts were jumbled, dazed. She wondered what was causing this safe feeling and how. She wondered what was going to happen and if this was all just a horrible dream, that she had just imagined everything. But, somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew that everything was real and this would not go away unsolved.
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Hiei awoke to a cry. It was coming from Amara's room; he got up and went quickly to her room. He saw her sitting up in the bed, the sheets had gone everywhere and she had a terrified expression. Her eyes were open but unseeing. This alarmed him. What was going on? What was happening to her? What was she seeing? All of these questions ran through his head.
She fell back onto the bed, whimpering quietly. Hiei stood beside her and after watching her for a minute and the actions had yet to cease, he picked her up and settled himself against the headboard. He sat her in his lap and cradled her shaking form. Her head lay against his left shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her small frame and she seemed to calm a bit.
He wished he had his jagan, with it; he would be able to peer into her dream, to see what was causing her to call out. But, his jagan was non- existent for some unknown reason. Maybe it had to do with this place. He wasn't sure. They knew next to nothing about this place. He sighed. It was a matter that was going to have to wait. He pulled the sheets around them and sat there. Eventually, he too, fell into a dreamless slumber.
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Hiei woke early the next morning. He normally would have gotten up and left, but that would have awoken Amara and he had nowhere to go. So, he sat there and watched her sleep. He pushed a piece of her hair back that had fallen out of place. He stared at her face; it showed her heritage of royalty. He began to wonder what he had done to deserve a woman such as her. His entire life was a crime from the beginning. He pushed those thoughts away.
He brought his free hand and gently caressed her face. He was surprised when she snuggled farther into him and his touch. The normally cold and harsh look in his crimson eyes had become less noticeable. Instead, it was replaced with a hint of love and caring.
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Amara was slowly coming back to reality. She felt something warm caressing her cheek and she leaned into it. She opened her eyes and blinked them a few times to rid them of the cloudiness they held. When her vision cleared, she saw Hiei staring at her. She smiled at him but it faded as her sixth sense came back full force. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to block the feeling of ghosts and their emotions, but it was hard and she was becoming frustrated because, now she was also feeling Hiei's emotions.
"Amara, what's wrong?" Hiei asked. Amara just brought her hands up to her head. She heard everything and felt everything that everyone was feeling that was around. She even heard the feelings of demons from the city.
"It's... Too... Much." She ground out. It was causing her a bad headache, all the voices, all the emotion; she couldn't concentrate on anything. She could tell that Hiei was worried but that was only a fleeting thought as the thoughts of the man and woman were pushed through all of the chaos that was her mind. She tried to concentrate on that, figure it out so that maybe she would be rid of this.
"What is?" He asked. Amara opened her eyes and looked at him. She was caught in his gaze, she could see and feel every emotion.
"All the emotions. They want me to find something." She answered. Hiei thought about what was going on. He ran through his mind all of the powers he knew of and which ones fit what she was going through. The only one that fit was empathy; the ability to feel what others are feeling. He had seen only certain demons that had this ability; it was mainly the kinder demons, the ones that were able to feel. If the power was given to a person who was not meant to have it then it would eventually destroy them.
"Who wants you to find what?" Hiei asked. He was still holding her, though she had shifted so that she could see into his face, although she seemed to be looking into him rather then at him. Was she sensing what he was feeling? That may not be a good thing.
"The ghosts. I saw them, flashes of them. There were two families. One had a daughter, the other had a son, but I only sense the adults. They want me to find a book, or something. I can't tell, there are some many other things that are going on." She answered quietly. Hiei nodded, though he didn't exactly understand.
"What's happening to me, Hiei?" She asked. She sounded scared.
"You have the power of empathy." He said. "But, I don't think that you are supposed to have the ability. IF you were supposed to, you would have already have had the power and it wouldn't be this painful." Hiei explained.
"I have heard of it. It is said that those who receive it and are not meant to, they would die from all of the emotions and noise. Only certain people are meant for it." Amara said. She broke away from his crimson gaze and sighed. She leaned back against him and tried to relax. "Am I going to die?"
Hiei was silent. He had no idea whether se would or not. Nothing was adding up and there were more problems then they could handle. He didn't want to think of her dieing and how he would lose the only one who understood him. The only one he had ever loved, but, that was still bothering him.
"Do you need anything?" He changed the subject. Amara noticed but went along with it. She shook her head.
"The ghosts are gone. The other demons emotions that I sense are evil, cruel." She said more to herself then him.
"Then focus on something else." He suggested. They sat there in silence, it was comfortable and there was no need for anything. Amara had relaxed and Hiei was content with just holding her, he knew she was safe that way. Suddenly she sat up.
"You're worried." She said bluntly. "You're worried about a lot. You don't want your sister to find out that you are her brother, you're worried that we may not get out of here, you're also worried that you won't be as powerful without your jagan and whether or not you'll get it back." She paused and ran her fingers lightly over his headband where his jagan would have been. "And you're worried that someone will see past your defenses and walls, that someone will penetrate your heart... that I already have." She said slowly, staring into his widened eyes and searching. She recoiled from him and her eyes filled with sadness. He didn't know what to do, she had read him correctly but misinterpreted it. For the first time in his life, he had no smart remark; he had no idea what to say.
When he finally found his voice, she was already gone. She was in another part of the cave, her power had spiked. More than likely because of what she was feeling. All that was happening reminded him of a ningen saying; sometimes, it's darkest just before dawn...
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Author Note: Sorry for the long wait and the short chapters but I have been very busy and I have had to work on many other stories. Thank you for the reviews and I hope you like this chapter. Ja ne! Don't forget to review!
Chapter Six: Past Communication
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.
.
.
. Note: The rest of the story from this point on will be in third person, not in Hiei's POV. Enjoy!
Hiei stared at Amara for some time after she said that. He began to wonder of the past that Atlantis held. Could this be what happened in the past? He wondered. He stared into the fire, contemplating this new thought.
"Amara?" He asked.
"Hmm?" She mumbled half asleep.
"Are you tired?" He asked instead. She didn't really seem to be in the mood for talking about the past and it was late, or he thought it was anyway. There wasn't really anyway to tell seeing as how the entire place was dark and no sun shined through.
"Yeah, a little. Those demons are strong..."She drifted off as sleep finally took her. Hiei gave a small smile despite the situation. He walked over to the other rooms and saw that one held a bed. He walked back in and picked up Amara. He carried her to the next room and laid her on the bed. He left her there and went back into the main room and stared into the flames.
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.
. Dream.
Flashes. That was all she saw. Flashes of this and that, nothing was really clear at that point. But, as things started to come into focus, she realized what she was seeing. She was seeing scenes or pictures, of what she was unsure.
The first contained a family, a mother, a father, and a daughter. They looked happy and seemed to be enjoying life. The next contained the same, only the child was a boy. The girl had beautiful blue hair, like her own and the boy had spiky black hair. Everything seemed as though there was not a care in the world.
The scene changed again. This time it was of a necklace. It was beautiful, it had a sterling silver chain and the end was a blue diamond. The diamond was aquamarine in color and had been shaped into a sphere, slightly smaller than a golf ball. The sphere seemed to sparkle and pulsate with its own aura.
She reached out to touch it. As soon as her figure tips reached the smooth surface, it exploded in a blinding light. The brightness caused her to close her eyes in defense. But, there was no pain, not physical anyway.
As the light covered her and she closed her eyes she was engulfed in an overwhelming emotional pain. She felt suffering, sadness, anger, and every depressing emotion. She also felt spirits, ghosts if you will.
She had always had a sixth sense but, oddly enough, Atlantis had no rooming spirits or poltergeists. The place always had a cheerful air about it, though it was a calm cheerful, sort of a serene state. Even the palace, which had seen it's dark days, wasn't really infested with spirits, though she felt them occasionally. So, she had never really used it. But, now, the sense was even stronger and she felt that each had something to tell her but it was too over whelming. All the pain and sorrow, it was too much, too fast.
She shot up screaming. She could feel the presence of the man and woman of both families. They were still trying to communicate with her but she was confused and the overwhelming feelings were clouding her mind and she couldn't get a handle on it.
Then, she heard a heart beat, slow and steady. The sound was comforting, something that she could focus on, rather than the pain. She was vaguely aware of something warm and strong surrounding her. She felt safe and she snuggled deeper into that.
Her thoughts were jumbled, dazed. She wondered what was causing this safe feeling and how. She wondered what was going to happen and if this was all just a horrible dream, that she had just imagined everything. But, somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew that everything was real and this would not go away unsolved.
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Hiei awoke to a cry. It was coming from Amara's room; he got up and went quickly to her room. He saw her sitting up in the bed, the sheets had gone everywhere and she had a terrified expression. Her eyes were open but unseeing. This alarmed him. What was going on? What was happening to her? What was she seeing? All of these questions ran through his head.
She fell back onto the bed, whimpering quietly. Hiei stood beside her and after watching her for a minute and the actions had yet to cease, he picked her up and settled himself against the headboard. He sat her in his lap and cradled her shaking form. Her head lay against his left shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her small frame and she seemed to calm a bit.
He wished he had his jagan, with it; he would be able to peer into her dream, to see what was causing her to call out. But, his jagan was non- existent for some unknown reason. Maybe it had to do with this place. He wasn't sure. They knew next to nothing about this place. He sighed. It was a matter that was going to have to wait. He pulled the sheets around them and sat there. Eventually, he too, fell into a dreamless slumber.
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Hiei woke early the next morning. He normally would have gotten up and left, but that would have awoken Amara and he had nowhere to go. So, he sat there and watched her sleep. He pushed a piece of her hair back that had fallen out of place. He stared at her face; it showed her heritage of royalty. He began to wonder what he had done to deserve a woman such as her. His entire life was a crime from the beginning. He pushed those thoughts away.
He brought his free hand and gently caressed her face. He was surprised when she snuggled farther into him and his touch. The normally cold and harsh look in his crimson eyes had become less noticeable. Instead, it was replaced with a hint of love and caring.
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Amara was slowly coming back to reality. She felt something warm caressing her cheek and she leaned into it. She opened her eyes and blinked them a few times to rid them of the cloudiness they held. When her vision cleared, she saw Hiei staring at her. She smiled at him but it faded as her sixth sense came back full force. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to block the feeling of ghosts and their emotions, but it was hard and she was becoming frustrated because, now she was also feeling Hiei's emotions.
"Amara, what's wrong?" Hiei asked. Amara just brought her hands up to her head. She heard everything and felt everything that everyone was feeling that was around. She even heard the feelings of demons from the city.
"It's... Too... Much." She ground out. It was causing her a bad headache, all the voices, all the emotion; she couldn't concentrate on anything. She could tell that Hiei was worried but that was only a fleeting thought as the thoughts of the man and woman were pushed through all of the chaos that was her mind. She tried to concentrate on that, figure it out so that maybe she would be rid of this.
"What is?" He asked. Amara opened her eyes and looked at him. She was caught in his gaze, she could see and feel every emotion.
"All the emotions. They want me to find something." She answered. Hiei thought about what was going on. He ran through his mind all of the powers he knew of and which ones fit what she was going through. The only one that fit was empathy; the ability to feel what others are feeling. He had seen only certain demons that had this ability; it was mainly the kinder demons, the ones that were able to feel. If the power was given to a person who was not meant to have it then it would eventually destroy them.
"Who wants you to find what?" Hiei asked. He was still holding her, though she had shifted so that she could see into his face, although she seemed to be looking into him rather then at him. Was she sensing what he was feeling? That may not be a good thing.
"The ghosts. I saw them, flashes of them. There were two families. One had a daughter, the other had a son, but I only sense the adults. They want me to find a book, or something. I can't tell, there are some many other things that are going on." She answered quietly. Hiei nodded, though he didn't exactly understand.
"What's happening to me, Hiei?" She asked. She sounded scared.
"You have the power of empathy." He said. "But, I don't think that you are supposed to have the ability. IF you were supposed to, you would have already have had the power and it wouldn't be this painful." Hiei explained.
"I have heard of it. It is said that those who receive it and are not meant to, they would die from all of the emotions and noise. Only certain people are meant for it." Amara said. She broke away from his crimson gaze and sighed. She leaned back against him and tried to relax. "Am I going to die?"
Hiei was silent. He had no idea whether se would or not. Nothing was adding up and there were more problems then they could handle. He didn't want to think of her dieing and how he would lose the only one who understood him. The only one he had ever loved, but, that was still bothering him.
"Do you need anything?" He changed the subject. Amara noticed but went along with it. She shook her head.
"The ghosts are gone. The other demons emotions that I sense are evil, cruel." She said more to herself then him.
"Then focus on something else." He suggested. They sat there in silence, it was comfortable and there was no need for anything. Amara had relaxed and Hiei was content with just holding her, he knew she was safe that way. Suddenly she sat up.
"You're worried." She said bluntly. "You're worried about a lot. You don't want your sister to find out that you are her brother, you're worried that we may not get out of here, you're also worried that you won't be as powerful without your jagan and whether or not you'll get it back." She paused and ran her fingers lightly over his headband where his jagan would have been. "And you're worried that someone will see past your defenses and walls, that someone will penetrate your heart... that I already have." She said slowly, staring into his widened eyes and searching. She recoiled from him and her eyes filled with sadness. He didn't know what to do, she had read him correctly but misinterpreted it. For the first time in his life, he had no smart remark; he had no idea what to say.
When he finally found his voice, she was already gone. She was in another part of the cave, her power had spiked. More than likely because of what she was feeling. All that was happening reminded him of a ningen saying; sometimes, it's darkest just before dawn...
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Author Note: Sorry for the long wait and the short chapters but I have been very busy and I have had to work on many other stories. Thank you for the reviews and I hope you like this chapter. Ja ne! Don't forget to review!