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Chapter 8,
Medea's Dream
"Whoa!" Kuwabara had just noticed that his feet brushed up against the sand and saw little speaks of blue light glittering where his feet were moments ago. Yusuke and Kurama stopped and looked at Kuwabara.
"Hey guys look at this!" Kuwabara shouted in amazement. He dragged his hand across the surface of the sand and the sand glittered blue light and fated into darkness.
"Ah, bioluminescent copepods, interesting" Kurama remarked.
"Are they those little things that make light? I think I saw that in a science class Keiko dragged me into. I liked the part when the fish began to fight over who got to control the territory." Yusuke said remembering that after school activity Keiko dragged him into years before.
Hiei having no interest in what they were looking at started to use his Yoki to dry off. The steam came off him in a thick cloud and dispersed into the atmosphere.
"Come on," Kurama spoke noticing Hiei's cloud of steam. "We need to know where we are." He started up the beach and was climbing up a sand dune.
Yusuke and Kuwabara, ditching the plankton followed.
There was a trail at the top of the sand dune and it lead to the bottom of the sand dune and a sign.
The sign was wooden and had sand in the cracks. It was weather worn and had some dark patches suggesting that it spent a lot of time in a lot of moisture. The dark paint was chipping off and was in English.
Kurama pulled out a pair of sunglasses and put them on. But in this time of day it would be pointless unless these were normal glasses but they weren't. They could help you see in the dark and translate English or any other language and translate it to any language that the wearer was most comfortable with.
The translation was : Showers to the right. an: perverts don't get any ideas.
Once Yusuke, Kuwabara, Kurama, and Hiei were cleaned up and dressed in dry cloths they met back to the sign to discuss the matter and fate of a stole away.
"Puu," said the blue spirit beast. Puu took this second favorite perch on top of Yusuke's head.
"Did you pack Puu on purpose Kurama?" Yusuke asked annoyed.
"No not intentionally," Kurama said. "but that explains the lump I couldn't remove from you cloths Yusuke."
"Hn, we might as well use him to find Keiko. He seems to be looking to the east a lot" Hiei observed. He was sitting by a tree trying to decide if any of the local trees were worth spending the night in. all were weak saplings that could barely even hold a sparrow's weight let alone his.
Kuwabara was looking for a place to spend the night and decide what to do in the morning. It turns out that they had landed in some random closed campgrounds. Yusuke found some place that they could collect water and Hiei found some fire wood but it looked suspiciously like a tree branch he tried to rest on and broke under him and his katana had some pitch that was carefully scrubbed off after wards.
"Hey guys I found some unlocked yurts we can spent the night in." a familiar voice said as he stumbled out of the trees. Kuwabara wasn't hurt and seemed to be relived they could at least sleep warm tonight."
It was twelve minute's till midnight American time when they unpacked and fell asleep. Yusuke got the top of a bunk bed and Kuwabara got the bottom. Kurama curled up on the futon while Hiei claimed that the spot next to the heater was the most comfortable spot in the room.
The clock in the Jorryn house hold living room struck midnight and the window from the outside showed Medea curled up in a blanket on the couch facing a television that was off and the fifteen year old girl began to twitch in her sleep and then she froze like she was in a trance and was unnaturally still. Her heart began to race, she began to pant and was still but she was still alive.
In her head she heard a baby cry out...
Deep in a stone chamber, a new voice cried out. An Infant just a few days old lay in her mother's arms, wrapped up in a ragged blanket. Her mother sat on the stone's center while a storm raged outside.
The child was her first born. The child's hair was an inky charcoal black and a warm, clay brown at the tips, identical to her mother's. The girl's eyes were a light blue, unlike her mother's deep blue. A soft toothless smile grinned up at her mother.
The parent smiled in reply, but behind that smile was a worried adult. 'She must keep silent until midnight.' The mother thought, 'Please Donamarine goddess of oceans, beaches and marine life.'
A humble clock on the wall struck midnight. BONG, BONG, BONG. The new mother named Uma turned, startled, glanced at the clock and hurried to cover her daughter's ears but it was too late. The Infant cried out, scared and confused. She did not like this sound.
A red mass that appeared to be made of fire, acid, base liquids, and oozing orbs appeared near the entrance before the horrified mother. The sound was of sizzling and screams.
The red mass rose to the height of a man and begins to project a blinding light. When the light receded a man stood where the core of the mass was a monument ago. His eyes were every color and one in sequence: red, fuchsia, green, blue, orange, and many others. His hair seemed to be a fusion of red and black. He seemed to emit a bitter cold and searing heat sensation all at once.
"Pulsero, p-p-p-please go away." Uma stuttered.
He smiled fanged teeth much like teeth that belonged to a carnivore. He wore billowing black robe with a bright scarlet and gold trimmings.
"Do you really think that hiding in the temple of your precious mother would protect you from me?" the man hissed like ten thousand serpents. "It may have helped when you were born but I will not make the same mistake twice. Now give me my grandson!"
'He thinks that she's a boy' Uma thought "No!"
"What!" Pulsero cried. "How dare you defy Your Father? Hesitaat!"
Uma froze and couldn't move. Pulsero snatched the crying child.
"There, there, little one I have some thing for you." He said, as he moved the baby into his left arm raised his right hand as it started glowing. He spoke quickly in a dialect no one would understand as an oath.
He clasped the infant's tiny head as blinding lights pulsed from his hands. The baby screamed with each flash.
Uma fought to escape the forces that held her now. 'I must escape I must save my baby' her defense training seemed to be paying off as she moved and shrieked.
Pulsero was on the floor, without his granddaughter. Unable to find a host, three balls of light dissolved into thin air.
The child cooed her comfort in her mother's arms. The adult woman was livid.
"Don't you dare touch my daughter again!" roared the enraged Uma. She saw a figure behind her father but she paid no attention.
"Your daughter?" Pulsero replied.
"She isn't a he, she's a girl!" Uma replied.
Pulsero roared in anger as he leapt up and pulled out a glowing crimson whip.
A hand with long blue nails, and slim fingers, appeared from behind Pulsero and grabbed his wrist. It was a woman. She stood tall with a flowing curly sea green hair, tanned skin, glowing blue eyes and glittery blue dress that reached her knees an her feet were adorned in leather sandals.
"Pulsero I am shocked that you would leave your realm only to attack my daughter and my grandchild." The woman said. Her voice was like the wind and waves of an ocean beach. "Especially in my temple. You are aware of the rules of the sacred chambers, you cannot attack or hurt anyone, and you just violated both." Donamarine said as she put her hands on her hips. "Leave my temple now."
"But...You..." Then he realized. "I gave the child chaos magic! She's mine!" Pulsero screeched.
"Pulsero you failed to give her the final three chaotic traits: the powers of drugs, death, and insanity." Uma said.
"Get out of my temple Pulsero. Now!" Donamarine commanded.
"Alright Donamarine, but one day that child will be mine, and you will pay!" Pulsero shouted as he disappeared.
"That speech just gets cheesier and cheesier and less and less convincing every time I hear it." Donamarine and Uma said in unison. Mother and daughter smiled at each other and the baby girl started to cry.
"Uma, I will give your daughter a gift too. But this won't hurt a bit." Donamarine said as she lifted a hand made a fist and a soft glow hovered like a transparent cloud that you could see through. When she opened her hand she reveled a small glass bottle containing blue sand an inch and a half long and one eighth of and inch in diameter. Attached to the bottle was a silver chain. Donamarine slipped the necklace over her granddaughter's head gently.
"Uma you go tell Peter the news I'll watch over the child and make sure she wears this necklace. Her life may depend on it someday."
Uma gave her daughter to her mother and ran outside as the storm cleared. "Whoa" Uma said as she slipped in the mud for a moment, she caught her self, quickly dashed down the trail and was gone.
"That Pulsero is going to get grounded some day and I hope I'm the one who does it." Donamarine muttered to herself. She admired the baby and said, "Sleep tight little Medea." Donamarine then turned to a silvery figure lying on the floor in a deserted corner and said "Heed this warning Medea, someday this memory will save your life."
The silvery figure looked like a young woman about fifteen in a large nightshirt, sat up instantly and it all faded away.
Medea sat up and gasped her eyes flew open as a reflex. The clock at the same time struck one. She inhaled and started to calm down. She had this dream every night since she was three days old. It was as old as her magic and was made that very night at the same time. Medea exhaled. 'Damn memory, damn spell.' Was the only thought in her head, But she also was glad the fact that it existed and was proof to her that her powers existed.
Medea felt a drop of sweat run down her face and she decided that she needed to wipe it off. She hated waking up felling sticky.
An: How was that Chapter and it was done quicker than I thought it would. I hope this explains what happen to Medea when she received her power. Yes I know it's deep but helps explain why she is in her grandparent's issues. As for the Poll rate the understanding level from one to five. Five being I understand perfectly and one being what the hell are you talking about? Okay?
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