Disclaimer: enough said
Again, sorry this took so long, I had it halfway done, and then my computer scrapped it for me; so I started over, and I think it's better.
Chapter 5
Krys looked around, into the darkness, but he could see nothing. His prism began to glow, giving off enough light for him to make out a few forms around him. He appeared to be in some sort of garden. He raised the prism in front of him and saw that there was some sort of an alter in the middle of this garden. He heard the same voice as before giving him instructions. 'Burn the Phoenix upon the alter' is what it told him.
Krys set off to find this 'Phoenix'. He was soon caught in some thorns from a rose bush. A thorn pricked his finger and quickly the crimson liquid began to form around it. He freed himself from the bush and set off down the path.
Not far down the path he came to a river. The water appeared clean, so he stuck his hand in to clean his wound. The cool, clear water ran over his skin, soothing it.
The moon shone bright across the bank of the river. This world he was in seemed to stand still. He had no idea where it was, but it was a beautiful place. He didn't see the other person watching him from the other side of the river.
'Yes, touch the cool water, take in the beautiful sights. This is a perfect world and soon, you'll never want to leave.' She thought, watching him, and then was gone into the shadows.
Krys decided to walk the bank of the river for awhile. Everything was so calm and serene. 'I could stay here forever,' he said to himself. He was becoming absorbed into the scenery. In the background there were mountains, with perfect snow crested peaks. Yes, this was a wonderful place. He came to a bridge crossing the river.
"Help!" came a voice, suddenly. "Down here!"
Krys looked over the side of the bridge to see a woman hanging, just inches from the water. He ran to the middle of the bridge and laid down with his arms hanging over the side. He was just barely able to reach her and pull her up to safety.
He stood up and helped her to stand. His prism, still glowing, reflected off her eyes. 'She's got the darkest eyes I've ever seen. They're beautiful!' he thought to himself.
"Thank you so much! I thought I'd drown for sure!" she said. 'This is it,' she told herself. She leaned in and kissed him deeply. Krys tried to pull away, but found he was drawn in by her. He couldn't stop himself, he wrapped his arms around her waist. He could feel himself melting in to her.
After what seemed like forever, she broke the kiss and stood there in front of him with a satisfied smile.
"I, uh, well-" Krys tried to say.
"I'm Riana, you are?"
"I'm, um, I can't, uh, Krys-"
"Well Krys, how are you enjoying my world?"
"It's very beautiful, everything." he said, and blushed.
"How would you like to see my home?" she said with a gleam in her eyes.
"I'd love to!"
"Great, follow me." She took his hands and began to lead him.
He followed her for quite some time. She lead him over hills and across rivers. Finally, just as the Purple Sun was rising, they reached her home. It was built into the side of a hill. There were the most vibrant red flowers Krys had ever seen planted on each side of the white door. She lead him inside.
"Would you like some tea?" she offered.
"Sure!" he replied.
"Wonderful."
She sat him down in the living room and went to go make his tea. 'A cup of water, a few herbs, some lovely pheromones, just in case. There! A perfect tea!' She hummed to herself as she made it. She poured into a fire red mug and took it out to him.
"This is excellent tea!" Krys was fully enjoying his tea.
Riana took his cup and set it on the coffee table. She looked deep into his eyes and let hers begin to hypnotize him. She slowly leaned in and kissed him passionately. Her soft hands caressed his face, and then worked their way down to his chest. Krys's mind was blank. The only thought in his head was of the passionate kiss he was receiving from this gorgeous woman. She slipped her hand under his shirt and continued, rubbing his tight stomach. She was just reaching for his pants when a sudden screeching interrupted Krys's blank mind.
He sat up quickly almost knocking her off the couch. "What was that?"
"It was nothing. Only the Phoenix bird!"
"The Phoenix! Oh God! Rainbow!" Krys pushed away from a startled Riana and headed for the door.
"Not so fast!" she said and waved her hand toward the door. It slammed shut and locked in front of him. "You aren't leaving me that quickly!"
Krys tried to open the door but it was sealed tight. Defeated, he turned back to Riana when he remembered the Prism. He raised his arm and activated it's powers, which engulfed her in a ball of light. The door began to open, but it struggled between the two powers. It finally opened just wide enough for Krys to squeeze through, then slammed shut behind him. He took off running in the direction of the screech he had heard.
He quickly followed a path that lead him deep into the woods. He heard the screech again, only this time much closer. He followed the sound of it until he had come to the base of a very large tree. Up above he could see the Phoenix, sitting on a perch, eyeing him. Krys raised the prism and touched it. Immediately a rainbow surrounded the Phoenix and brought it back to Krys. 'Now to find that alter again'.
Krys took a path that lead back to the river. He decided to follow the river back in the direction he had come from. It was a start at least. He soon came to the bridge where he first met Riana. He found the first path he had followed and it led him back to the alter.
Once there, he was stumped. How was he supposed to set this giant bird on fire? There was an iron cuff chained to the alter, so he released the bird from his rainbow and cuffed it. He began to ponder his situation. He was also worried about telling Rainbow of Riana. How would she react?
The Purple Sun had set and the Blood Moon began to rise. Suddenly, as the moon positioned itself directly above the alter, the bird was engulfed in flames. It let out one last screech as it fell to ashes. Everything was quiet. Then, from the ashes, arose another bird, with golden feathers. It looked at Krys and dropped something in front of him. Then, almost magically, it was gone into the smoke.
Krys looked at what the bird had dropped at his feet. It was a crystal half circle. He picked it up and it started to glow. Just as fast as he had come into this strange world, he was gone from it. He reappeared in Rainbow's room.
"Krys, you're back!" Rainbow shouted. She ran up to him and threw her arms around him. Krys, still stunned from his trip just stood there and awkwardly returned the hug. Rainbow looked into his eyes and kissed him.
"I'm glad to be back," he whispered into her ear.
Krys held out the piece of crystal to Rainbow. "What do you think this could be?"
"I've never seen anything like that before!" she said, taking the crystal into her own hands. As soon as she touched the crystal it glowed and she was gone as fast as Krys was.
Again, sorry this took so long, I had it halfway done, and then my computer scrapped it for me; so I started over, and I think it's better.
Chapter 5
Krys looked around, into the darkness, but he could see nothing. His prism began to glow, giving off enough light for him to make out a few forms around him. He appeared to be in some sort of garden. He raised the prism in front of him and saw that there was some sort of an alter in the middle of this garden. He heard the same voice as before giving him instructions. 'Burn the Phoenix upon the alter' is what it told him.
Krys set off to find this 'Phoenix'. He was soon caught in some thorns from a rose bush. A thorn pricked his finger and quickly the crimson liquid began to form around it. He freed himself from the bush and set off down the path.
Not far down the path he came to a river. The water appeared clean, so he stuck his hand in to clean his wound. The cool, clear water ran over his skin, soothing it.
The moon shone bright across the bank of the river. This world he was in seemed to stand still. He had no idea where it was, but it was a beautiful place. He didn't see the other person watching him from the other side of the river.
'Yes, touch the cool water, take in the beautiful sights. This is a perfect world and soon, you'll never want to leave.' She thought, watching him, and then was gone into the shadows.
Krys decided to walk the bank of the river for awhile. Everything was so calm and serene. 'I could stay here forever,' he said to himself. He was becoming absorbed into the scenery. In the background there were mountains, with perfect snow crested peaks. Yes, this was a wonderful place. He came to a bridge crossing the river.
"Help!" came a voice, suddenly. "Down here!"
Krys looked over the side of the bridge to see a woman hanging, just inches from the water. He ran to the middle of the bridge and laid down with his arms hanging over the side. He was just barely able to reach her and pull her up to safety.
He stood up and helped her to stand. His prism, still glowing, reflected off her eyes. 'She's got the darkest eyes I've ever seen. They're beautiful!' he thought to himself.
"Thank you so much! I thought I'd drown for sure!" she said. 'This is it,' she told herself. She leaned in and kissed him deeply. Krys tried to pull away, but found he was drawn in by her. He couldn't stop himself, he wrapped his arms around her waist. He could feel himself melting in to her.
After what seemed like forever, she broke the kiss and stood there in front of him with a satisfied smile.
"I, uh, well-" Krys tried to say.
"I'm Riana, you are?"
"I'm, um, I can't, uh, Krys-"
"Well Krys, how are you enjoying my world?"
"It's very beautiful, everything." he said, and blushed.
"How would you like to see my home?" she said with a gleam in her eyes.
"I'd love to!"
"Great, follow me." She took his hands and began to lead him.
He followed her for quite some time. She lead him over hills and across rivers. Finally, just as the Purple Sun was rising, they reached her home. It was built into the side of a hill. There were the most vibrant red flowers Krys had ever seen planted on each side of the white door. She lead him inside.
"Would you like some tea?" she offered.
"Sure!" he replied.
"Wonderful."
She sat him down in the living room and went to go make his tea. 'A cup of water, a few herbs, some lovely pheromones, just in case. There! A perfect tea!' She hummed to herself as she made it. She poured into a fire red mug and took it out to him.
"This is excellent tea!" Krys was fully enjoying his tea.
Riana took his cup and set it on the coffee table. She looked deep into his eyes and let hers begin to hypnotize him. She slowly leaned in and kissed him passionately. Her soft hands caressed his face, and then worked their way down to his chest. Krys's mind was blank. The only thought in his head was of the passionate kiss he was receiving from this gorgeous woman. She slipped her hand under his shirt and continued, rubbing his tight stomach. She was just reaching for his pants when a sudden screeching interrupted Krys's blank mind.
He sat up quickly almost knocking her off the couch. "What was that?"
"It was nothing. Only the Phoenix bird!"
"The Phoenix! Oh God! Rainbow!" Krys pushed away from a startled Riana and headed for the door.
"Not so fast!" she said and waved her hand toward the door. It slammed shut and locked in front of him. "You aren't leaving me that quickly!"
Krys tried to open the door but it was sealed tight. Defeated, he turned back to Riana when he remembered the Prism. He raised his arm and activated it's powers, which engulfed her in a ball of light. The door began to open, but it struggled between the two powers. It finally opened just wide enough for Krys to squeeze through, then slammed shut behind him. He took off running in the direction of the screech he had heard.
He quickly followed a path that lead him deep into the woods. He heard the screech again, only this time much closer. He followed the sound of it until he had come to the base of a very large tree. Up above he could see the Phoenix, sitting on a perch, eyeing him. Krys raised the prism and touched it. Immediately a rainbow surrounded the Phoenix and brought it back to Krys. 'Now to find that alter again'.
Krys took a path that lead back to the river. He decided to follow the river back in the direction he had come from. It was a start at least. He soon came to the bridge where he first met Riana. He found the first path he had followed and it led him back to the alter.
Once there, he was stumped. How was he supposed to set this giant bird on fire? There was an iron cuff chained to the alter, so he released the bird from his rainbow and cuffed it. He began to ponder his situation. He was also worried about telling Rainbow of Riana. How would she react?
The Purple Sun had set and the Blood Moon began to rise. Suddenly, as the moon positioned itself directly above the alter, the bird was engulfed in flames. It let out one last screech as it fell to ashes. Everything was quiet. Then, from the ashes, arose another bird, with golden feathers. It looked at Krys and dropped something in front of him. Then, almost magically, it was gone into the smoke.
Krys looked at what the bird had dropped at his feet. It was a crystal half circle. He picked it up and it started to glow. Just as fast as he had come into this strange world, he was gone from it. He reappeared in Rainbow's room.
"Krys, you're back!" Rainbow shouted. She ran up to him and threw her arms around him. Krys, still stunned from his trip just stood there and awkwardly returned the hug. Rainbow looked into his eyes and kissed him.
"I'm glad to be back," he whispered into her ear.
Krys held out the piece of crystal to Rainbow. "What do you think this could be?"
"I've never seen anything like that before!" she said, taking the crystal into her own hands. As soon as she touched the crystal it glowed and she was gone as fast as Krys was.
