Adventure Between the Line
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'WOMAN!!' His voice tried to break through to only shatter upon the reinforced shielding spell. He should have seen it coming. His crimson eyes looked downcast as he watched her, sitting in a cage in her soul just to watch herself be taken somewhere she had no idea where.
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Chapter 12: Sands of Anubis
The scene was peculiar now. Being only now halved into threes instead of fourths, Keith and his helper had only three different locations to choose from. Taking a look at each, he didn't know which stage was first or last. In reality, he did not know he was in magic coma, his body just there in a space of being.
The ocean was ethereal and seemed to spark serenity within him that he remembered only in the most dangerous of battles, when the calmness of mind was needed. He felt as if the arms of a mother were placed upon him. The waves of the oceanic view gently paused in serenity as they broke at their crest each creating a similar and small wave, tides breaking upon gentleness.
He could not hide his peacefulness at the sight, so in turn he looked towards the dreary and dark city as it were. It was raining over there, grey with hardly any light. He could see the forms of people that he did not know edge across the city-like streets, caught in wind and rain. The water poured down upon them as they entered homes and businesses.
Lastly, he turned to the desert. The plains of the body of sand flowed never-ending into the other, much like water without the breaking of the tide. Ripples of the solid grain swirled when the dust picked up against the twilight sky. A caravan was riding across the very being of it, steps easily being drawn back up as it was quickly put down, hiding the body, hiding the city of Ancients.
"Keith?" His helper turned to him when he had taken in this vantagepoint. She had been saying something to him, but him being engrossed in the view had not heard at all. Looking at her questionably, he wondered what their next place was. "We go to the desert next." She had murmured to him in his reverie.
"Ahh..Okay. Let's get started then." He told her immediately replying to her declaration of place. He nodded as they were suddenly thrown forward almost without moving, just a change of scenery without the concentration of teleportation.
They were put into a temple of Anubis. The jackal-headed being of a deity stood tall against the walls of the temple. Ancient Egyptian marked all over the place, marked with different signs, hieroglyphs for the ones who could read the ancient language. The sands parted for a traveler's feet, entering without much ado, much like them. The smooth alabaster walls seemed so cold to touch as the stranger felt them in his fingertips, and withdrew as quickly, torches dancing upon his fairer skin.
"Who is he?" Keith asked Lucrezia. She glanced towards him with a slight shake of her head. She had not met anyone who was able to pierce the being's mind and change it to his or her own accord, not even the Varuna women, except for the mother of all magic, Uriel.
"He is part of this." She whispered to Keith. Her voice somewhat scared yet proud and defiant over having her tail caught between her legs. The stranger amongst the visitors withdrew his hood and went towards a man. This man held himself aloof from everyone, a crown of black gold fitted on his head as if he were a king. His robes flowed of ethereal white, sandals on his feet gold as well. The choker he beheld on his figure was telling of his stature amongst the people of Egypt.
'I am here to see the sword.' The talker told the priest. The talker's hair was cut short and seemed to look more like blonde matted fur upon a fair skinned head. Part of the cloak covered his nose, mouth and the rest his body.
"The sword?" Keith asked her with concern. His fangs biting into his lower lip, as he had hidden this memory from his brain. Lucrezia looked pointedly at him, her eyes searching for recognition of this. He didn't show any. She sighed wistfully, shaking her brown hair to get concentrated on her mission. How much she wanted to kiss him!! But the action itself was silly and she was dead and slowly being reincarnated, very slowly.
'B-But sir!! Sir, th-there is no.no s-swor-sword he-here!!' The priest had sputtered out, surprised, as was the priestess next to him. Their dark tan faces paled considerably when they looked at the man. Their reaction was just as it was said to be. The man did not give up; in fact he was far from finished.
'Where is the sword?' the man whispered angrily at the two worshippers of a deity unknown fully to them. The man's back was to Lucrezia and Keith, but Keith saw that the man had excellent discipline and was wary of everyone around him. The vampire did not understand all this at all.
Lucrezia's darkened hazel eyes paid close attention. She did not know of any of this when she was with Keith, when she was alive of course. Cursing herself in her mind, she turned towards the aforementioned vampire man.
'We-we...Don't have..have this-this sw-sword!!' The priest told the man in a diplomatic tone, his eyes glancing over to the priestess who was hiding behind him. 'Get out. You are scaring the worshippers of Anubis.' The priest told the man, his blue eyes narrowing nervously with his Egyptian make-up.
The man was calmer than most people were. His back went straight and his short hair seemed to create shadows along the wall from the flames. The priestess clutched the Priest's white clean robe from the back obviously scared. Her eyes turned away in fright as white-hot tears fell down painted cheeks.
'I am going to ask one more time and then people will start to die as were the agreement between the temple of Anubis and the Valentine family.' Keith stifled a small gasp. He hadn't remembered any of this at all!! He didn't remember a single word or a single thing.
'I.It-It's...th-thi-this wa-way!!' The priest barely could get that alone out as he and the lead priestess lead the way through the golden alabaster walls with many symbols all over every inch of it, Grooves made there way before the man even came to this temple.
Following them, he watched in shock and amusement. What was this sword they were talking about? Lucrezia followed him rather boldly, not upholding shock or amusement for this. They walked through many hidden corridors in the temple when the priest came to a stop and put his hand on some sort of symbol. Suddenly all light hit the room!!
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'Woman..' Tryving moved over to the cage and watched her. His garnet eyes glistening with his uselessness. A sword spirit never liked to be useless, and he was one of many. He put a hand up to the shield and watched her as she tried to fight against the magic cage.
This magic was of a Varuna woman, the only type known to man that couldn't be broken by him most of the time. Malkovich was still running, following Keith into a nearby alleyway when suddenly, he stopped at the dead end.
"Celestial Healing!!" A girl's voice screamed out, white magic, powerful white magic filled up Malkovich, freeing her and Tryving from their cages. Tryving stared at his woman and then to the one who screamed the freeing spell to find himself face to face with the Amazing white mage, Arisu or Alice. He wanted to go up and hug her but thought better of it when she was preparing a blessed light in his direction.
"HEY!!! I'm here with her!! Don't!!!" His voice yelled to her as he looked over to the once-caged woman who was steadily getting up. Her eye half-opened in bewilderment. She looked over to Tryving and blinked widely. He wasn't supposed to be able to be human more than three hours for twenty- four hours. Well, this was a new development.
"Margerete....Get away from the demon." Tryving's garnet eyes flashed at being called this. Turning to Miss Alice, his fangs glinted off the side of his smile as he growled in annoyance.
"GET IT RIGHT!! SURRRRREEE!!! I WAS ONCE A DEMON BUT I AM A SWORD SPIRIT!!! SWOOOOOOORD!!! SPIRIT!!! GET IT GIRLIE!!! I AM MALKOVICH'S MAN!!!!!" He screamed at Alice who looked barely shaken in her resolve. No, for sure, things were not going well for our lovely sword spirit.
He sighed and shook his head dodging a blessed light in his direction barely. Hiding behind Malkovich's body. The blonde ex-spy blinked at him then looked towards Alice in question. Alice was still charging another light spell, when Malkovich decided to tell her about the sword spirit.
"Alice, I'm okay. This is Tryving, a sword spirit of the magical sword Tryving." Malkovich uttered monotonously. Alice's blue eyes flashed dangerously, making it seemed as if they glowed with holy power. The ex- spy knew instantly that she was in trouble, and that looking at Tryving's dark garnet eyes, he knew he was in trouble with her.
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The darkness crept around a girl with long blonde hair in braids. Her blue eyes were open curiously as she watched her father. He walked with the grace of centuries still in him. His own blue eyes were sapphires to hold upon her form. His mumbling was incoherent but she knew and feared what he was doing.
'Set me free, papa.' Her mind spoke to her. She didn't want to risk her life for a child yet. Not yet. If her father's spell and plan worked then she would never have to again. She would be free from the curse of her mothers before her.
Her father stopped circling around her, his feet's shuffling stopped as he started waving his hands up in the air creating arcs with magical symbols appearing the air. She closed her eyes, as this was the crucial part of the whole spell. Within seconds she felt her head split, her body screaming in unison with the crying eight-month year old child inside of her.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!" Her voice screeched and her body spazzed so much. Her jerking movements seemed to shake the table she was on. Her eyes opened wide, her soul being separated from her body within a matter of seconds felt like an eternity to her, but then the child smiled. She saw the child inside her being in her childhood.
Crestfallen light blonde hair went with the winds; golden hazel eyes stared back at her. She was small and only looking like she was six years old and looking like her grandmother, Katarina. The girl twirled in the bright sun and turned back to her.
'Freya.' It escaped her mouth and she disappeared as quickly as she had come.
"FREYA!!" Loki reached a hand out to no one in particular as she blinked in the darkness. She was not on the table anymore, She was not just a soul looking for a body, she was Loki Simon stuck in Lucrezia Winter's body with Keith Valentine hidden from her father underneath her bed.
"It's the same dream over and over.." She whispered to herself half- heartedly, sighing as usual. She never liked re-seeing that dream, especially with her child. Absent-mindedly, she touched her stomach. There was nothing but a uterus there without the stillborn child that her father had removed for her. She felt the black feathered wings stretch out on the bed.
"I hope though, she's okay." Loki shrugged going over to the room in which her body lay, silent and living on magical feed along with the child inside of it. The woman on the table wore her own sorceress outfit of blue and pink. A jacket with the sleeves rolled up for her fingertips, turtleneck collar, and cut waist and a blue skirt with pink and blue boots.
"My little Freya.." Loki whispered, touching the womb in which her child was in stasis. Tears filled her eyes, shaking them she turned back to her room. Her father would be home soon, with or without his target that he needed. The girl could only sigh as she sat down and began searching for new spells in her spell book.
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The bright light began to vanish as quickly as it had come. Lucrezia and Keith's hands were over stretched above their eyes, keeping the blinding light away from them lest they be temporarily blind for an hour or a few minutes or so. It felt like an eternity that the blazing light was there when it was only a few seconds. Quickly their eyes dilated and adjusted to the sudden backdrop of brightness.
'W-we-we're he-here.' The priest whispered fearfully, his hands clutching each other like a child's who was in trouble looking at his mother. His body was turned to the stranger in the brown cloak. The priestess behind him, was not as brave, but she lead the way into the sanctum of evil-bred feelings.
'W-w-watch.o-o-out, s-sir...Th-there are de-de-demons a-about.' She whispered in her quiet voice. Keith quickly followed with Lucrezia in tow behind him. Her requesting silent eyes was still perched on the trio in front of them.
'Do not worry, young Anhay. I will deal with the demons when they attack us.' He told her through a smoothly charming voice. He had sauntered up to her and stayed beside her as they walked, the priest silently glaring at the newcomer.
'Um..Th-thank you..I-I-I su-suppose.' She whispered to him. Her eyes were concentrating on the steps as they walked on to the last stairs, deep 100 feet into the ground, underneath the temple. She was shivering and seemed to want to upstart the lunch she had earlier, along with the priest as they whispered the litanies of their deity.
Keith gasped in surprised as Lucruzia's mouth quirked wide open. He now remembered this event as he onlooked into the room. In the middle of the room was a huge green crystal, holding within it, a man, not dead at all. holding a sword in his embrace.
'So Jouchim was right. Little, little brother was bonded to the sword before he was supposed to.' Keith shivered, his red sweater seeming to grow heavier as he breathed in fright. He never wanted to look on that memory of his again. That horrible one of his father, Tryving, Jouchim, and him. He remembered he was home at the end of his schooling, when his father, Seth Valentine, had told him that he had a surprise for graduating.
It had been a pretty normal week back to his castle on horse, when he arrived and took everything up to his room, his father told him of the gift being in the tower. He went up there by himself, and met Tryving, his sword and his bonded spirit. He had barely gained control of the sword, winning the battle between the two to see if he was good enough to bond with the Proud Tryving of Legend. He had lost his sanity shortly after the battle, nearly killing his father, his idealistic brother, Jouchim, and his sister Maria. All he remembered of that was that he was encased to sleep and woke up in this temple, not able to move or open his eyes, but able to speak in telepathy, and see through others eyes.
'Dear little Keith, It is I, Richard, please wake up, the time is to see if you are sane to be amongst us once more.' The stranger revealed himself, his face was etched with sorrow as he looked towards the priestess, blood pouring from his eyes. 'My brethren, awaken from your casement.' The man whispered as he moved forward. The casement seemed to shake slightly, melting almost as the body of Keith stood there, Tryving in his grasp, floating above everyone.
'I am forgiven?' The figure spoke with a hardly used mouth, hoarsely. His eyes snapped open, glowing green aquamarine eyes showing with the tears of mankind flowing on his pale cheeks, marking its spots as floated over to his brother, hugging him crying profusely.
Lucrezia couldn't help but smile and think that her husband was a crybaby before he met her. Shaking her head, she looked over to Keith as the scene continued. His eyes were showing that same hidden green ethereal light she loved and wallowed in her earlier days.
'Yes. Yes. We all forgive you. Dear little brother, you were not in the right mind and we will forever love you.' He whispered to him. The being shook, and handed the crying Keith a set of pants and a tunic, with another cloak gotten underneath Richard's cloak.
Suddenly Keith felt the transition take place and they were right back to where they had started now between the sea and the city. Keith put a strand of blonde hair behind his ear as he looked over to Lucrezia and her trained eyes.
"What did you learn?" She asked him. He turned towards her in question. What had he learned? He wondered to himself for a few minutes. Looking over his profile, Lucrezia felt her stomach curdle up into shame, red embarrassment hot on her cheeks as she wondered silently to herself why she had lied to him. "Well?"
"Hmm..?" He turned towards her thrown out of his deep moral looking reverie of the whole event. His green eyes closed, sheathing themselves of obvious hidden light in thought. His hand swept up into a knuckle supporting his chin, the other holding his elbow, raising his head towards the virtual sky.
"Well?" Lucrezia motioned on for him to continue when he opened his aquamarine eyes and smiled a fangy grin, letting loose of the stupid pose, the boyish smile playing upon full lips and with that he told her simply.
"I learned forgiveness."
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(O)_o;;; Okays..Loki is now back in school, um dunno maybe yay? I'm taking most of my core subjects this tri like English 2 A, Speech, Math 1 A, Biology 1, and lastly my only nice class multi-media. I hate going up and doing speeches in speech class. I get up there and pretend to do yoga. It helps..if I don't barf first. Gah, I have hated this entire week now for it.
I won't be able to update as often as I wish. A lot of people are using my laptop since we can't get a new computer right now and I've got lots of homework each night so I only got about an hour to half-an-hour max to write each night. Who in the hell created homework? That person should be murdered to hell and back and back for eternity. T_T
Hmmmm...I decided to put Jouchim in it since he is coming out for Shadow Hearts 2 and he is a valentine. Hmm....Thinking...-_-;;;; Maybe I'll change my sn to seventeen dancing monkeys, that sounds sweet!! Lol, one of my guy friends suggested it.
This year and next year I will most likely end this with an epilougue, and end either Sunshine Weeping Women and Rebirth of a Summoning, or possibly finish up Anastasia, The Hunter and His Prey, and Of Earth and Wind, if I decide to work extra extra hard along with school work. I will most likely get most of the chapters up next tri and the one after that considering they have like one or two core classes and the rest are sorta just be there courses.
Anyways, PLEASE READ 'N' REVIEW AS USUAL!!!!!!
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'WOMAN!!' His voice tried to break through to only shatter upon the reinforced shielding spell. He should have seen it coming. His crimson eyes looked downcast as he watched her, sitting in a cage in her soul just to watch herself be taken somewhere she had no idea where.
~~
Chapter 12: Sands of Anubis
The scene was peculiar now. Being only now halved into threes instead of fourths, Keith and his helper had only three different locations to choose from. Taking a look at each, he didn't know which stage was first or last. In reality, he did not know he was in magic coma, his body just there in a space of being.
The ocean was ethereal and seemed to spark serenity within him that he remembered only in the most dangerous of battles, when the calmness of mind was needed. He felt as if the arms of a mother were placed upon him. The waves of the oceanic view gently paused in serenity as they broke at their crest each creating a similar and small wave, tides breaking upon gentleness.
He could not hide his peacefulness at the sight, so in turn he looked towards the dreary and dark city as it were. It was raining over there, grey with hardly any light. He could see the forms of people that he did not know edge across the city-like streets, caught in wind and rain. The water poured down upon them as they entered homes and businesses.
Lastly, he turned to the desert. The plains of the body of sand flowed never-ending into the other, much like water without the breaking of the tide. Ripples of the solid grain swirled when the dust picked up against the twilight sky. A caravan was riding across the very being of it, steps easily being drawn back up as it was quickly put down, hiding the body, hiding the city of Ancients.
"Keith?" His helper turned to him when he had taken in this vantagepoint. She had been saying something to him, but him being engrossed in the view had not heard at all. Looking at her questionably, he wondered what their next place was. "We go to the desert next." She had murmured to him in his reverie.
"Ahh..Okay. Let's get started then." He told her immediately replying to her declaration of place. He nodded as they were suddenly thrown forward almost without moving, just a change of scenery without the concentration of teleportation.
They were put into a temple of Anubis. The jackal-headed being of a deity stood tall against the walls of the temple. Ancient Egyptian marked all over the place, marked with different signs, hieroglyphs for the ones who could read the ancient language. The sands parted for a traveler's feet, entering without much ado, much like them. The smooth alabaster walls seemed so cold to touch as the stranger felt them in his fingertips, and withdrew as quickly, torches dancing upon his fairer skin.
"Who is he?" Keith asked Lucrezia. She glanced towards him with a slight shake of her head. She had not met anyone who was able to pierce the being's mind and change it to his or her own accord, not even the Varuna women, except for the mother of all magic, Uriel.
"He is part of this." She whispered to Keith. Her voice somewhat scared yet proud and defiant over having her tail caught between her legs. The stranger amongst the visitors withdrew his hood and went towards a man. This man held himself aloof from everyone, a crown of black gold fitted on his head as if he were a king. His robes flowed of ethereal white, sandals on his feet gold as well. The choker he beheld on his figure was telling of his stature amongst the people of Egypt.
'I am here to see the sword.' The talker told the priest. The talker's hair was cut short and seemed to look more like blonde matted fur upon a fair skinned head. Part of the cloak covered his nose, mouth and the rest his body.
"The sword?" Keith asked her with concern. His fangs biting into his lower lip, as he had hidden this memory from his brain. Lucrezia looked pointedly at him, her eyes searching for recognition of this. He didn't show any. She sighed wistfully, shaking her brown hair to get concentrated on her mission. How much she wanted to kiss him!! But the action itself was silly and she was dead and slowly being reincarnated, very slowly.
'B-But sir!! Sir, th-there is no.no s-swor-sword he-here!!' The priest had sputtered out, surprised, as was the priestess next to him. Their dark tan faces paled considerably when they looked at the man. Their reaction was just as it was said to be. The man did not give up; in fact he was far from finished.
'Where is the sword?' the man whispered angrily at the two worshippers of a deity unknown fully to them. The man's back was to Lucrezia and Keith, but Keith saw that the man had excellent discipline and was wary of everyone around him. The vampire did not understand all this at all.
Lucrezia's darkened hazel eyes paid close attention. She did not know of any of this when she was with Keith, when she was alive of course. Cursing herself in her mind, she turned towards the aforementioned vampire man.
'We-we...Don't have..have this-this sw-sword!!' The priest told the man in a diplomatic tone, his eyes glancing over to the priestess who was hiding behind him. 'Get out. You are scaring the worshippers of Anubis.' The priest told the man, his blue eyes narrowing nervously with his Egyptian make-up.
The man was calmer than most people were. His back went straight and his short hair seemed to create shadows along the wall from the flames. The priestess clutched the Priest's white clean robe from the back obviously scared. Her eyes turned away in fright as white-hot tears fell down painted cheeks.
'I am going to ask one more time and then people will start to die as were the agreement between the temple of Anubis and the Valentine family.' Keith stifled a small gasp. He hadn't remembered any of this at all!! He didn't remember a single word or a single thing.
'I.It-It's...th-thi-this wa-way!!' The priest barely could get that alone out as he and the lead priestess lead the way through the golden alabaster walls with many symbols all over every inch of it, Grooves made there way before the man even came to this temple.
Following them, he watched in shock and amusement. What was this sword they were talking about? Lucrezia followed him rather boldly, not upholding shock or amusement for this. They walked through many hidden corridors in the temple when the priest came to a stop and put his hand on some sort of symbol. Suddenly all light hit the room!!
~~
'Woman..' Tryving moved over to the cage and watched her. His garnet eyes glistening with his uselessness. A sword spirit never liked to be useless, and he was one of many. He put a hand up to the shield and watched her as she tried to fight against the magic cage.
This magic was of a Varuna woman, the only type known to man that couldn't be broken by him most of the time. Malkovich was still running, following Keith into a nearby alleyway when suddenly, he stopped at the dead end.
"Celestial Healing!!" A girl's voice screamed out, white magic, powerful white magic filled up Malkovich, freeing her and Tryving from their cages. Tryving stared at his woman and then to the one who screamed the freeing spell to find himself face to face with the Amazing white mage, Arisu or Alice. He wanted to go up and hug her but thought better of it when she was preparing a blessed light in his direction.
"HEY!!! I'm here with her!! Don't!!!" His voice yelled to her as he looked over to the once-caged woman who was steadily getting up. Her eye half-opened in bewilderment. She looked over to Tryving and blinked widely. He wasn't supposed to be able to be human more than three hours for twenty- four hours. Well, this was a new development.
"Margerete....Get away from the demon." Tryving's garnet eyes flashed at being called this. Turning to Miss Alice, his fangs glinted off the side of his smile as he growled in annoyance.
"GET IT RIGHT!! SURRRRREEE!!! I WAS ONCE A DEMON BUT I AM A SWORD SPIRIT!!! SWOOOOOOORD!!! SPIRIT!!! GET IT GIRLIE!!! I AM MALKOVICH'S MAN!!!!!" He screamed at Alice who looked barely shaken in her resolve. No, for sure, things were not going well for our lovely sword spirit.
He sighed and shook his head dodging a blessed light in his direction barely. Hiding behind Malkovich's body. The blonde ex-spy blinked at him then looked towards Alice in question. Alice was still charging another light spell, when Malkovich decided to tell her about the sword spirit.
"Alice, I'm okay. This is Tryving, a sword spirit of the magical sword Tryving." Malkovich uttered monotonously. Alice's blue eyes flashed dangerously, making it seemed as if they glowed with holy power. The ex- spy knew instantly that she was in trouble, and that looking at Tryving's dark garnet eyes, he knew he was in trouble with her.
~~
The darkness crept around a girl with long blonde hair in braids. Her blue eyes were open curiously as she watched her father. He walked with the grace of centuries still in him. His own blue eyes were sapphires to hold upon her form. His mumbling was incoherent but she knew and feared what he was doing.
'Set me free, papa.' Her mind spoke to her. She didn't want to risk her life for a child yet. Not yet. If her father's spell and plan worked then she would never have to again. She would be free from the curse of her mothers before her.
Her father stopped circling around her, his feet's shuffling stopped as he started waving his hands up in the air creating arcs with magical symbols appearing the air. She closed her eyes, as this was the crucial part of the whole spell. Within seconds she felt her head split, her body screaming in unison with the crying eight-month year old child inside of her.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!" Her voice screeched and her body spazzed so much. Her jerking movements seemed to shake the table she was on. Her eyes opened wide, her soul being separated from her body within a matter of seconds felt like an eternity to her, but then the child smiled. She saw the child inside her being in her childhood.
Crestfallen light blonde hair went with the winds; golden hazel eyes stared back at her. She was small and only looking like she was six years old and looking like her grandmother, Katarina. The girl twirled in the bright sun and turned back to her.
'Freya.' It escaped her mouth and she disappeared as quickly as she had come.
"FREYA!!" Loki reached a hand out to no one in particular as she blinked in the darkness. She was not on the table anymore, She was not just a soul looking for a body, she was Loki Simon stuck in Lucrezia Winter's body with Keith Valentine hidden from her father underneath her bed.
"It's the same dream over and over.." She whispered to herself half- heartedly, sighing as usual. She never liked re-seeing that dream, especially with her child. Absent-mindedly, she touched her stomach. There was nothing but a uterus there without the stillborn child that her father had removed for her. She felt the black feathered wings stretch out on the bed.
"I hope though, she's okay." Loki shrugged going over to the room in which her body lay, silent and living on magical feed along with the child inside of it. The woman on the table wore her own sorceress outfit of blue and pink. A jacket with the sleeves rolled up for her fingertips, turtleneck collar, and cut waist and a blue skirt with pink and blue boots.
"My little Freya.." Loki whispered, touching the womb in which her child was in stasis. Tears filled her eyes, shaking them she turned back to her room. Her father would be home soon, with or without his target that he needed. The girl could only sigh as she sat down and began searching for new spells in her spell book.
~~
The bright light began to vanish as quickly as it had come. Lucrezia and Keith's hands were over stretched above their eyes, keeping the blinding light away from them lest they be temporarily blind for an hour or a few minutes or so. It felt like an eternity that the blazing light was there when it was only a few seconds. Quickly their eyes dilated and adjusted to the sudden backdrop of brightness.
'W-we-we're he-here.' The priest whispered fearfully, his hands clutching each other like a child's who was in trouble looking at his mother. His body was turned to the stranger in the brown cloak. The priestess behind him, was not as brave, but she lead the way into the sanctum of evil-bred feelings.
'W-w-watch.o-o-out, s-sir...Th-there are de-de-demons a-about.' She whispered in her quiet voice. Keith quickly followed with Lucrezia in tow behind him. Her requesting silent eyes was still perched on the trio in front of them.
'Do not worry, young Anhay. I will deal with the demons when they attack us.' He told her through a smoothly charming voice. He had sauntered up to her and stayed beside her as they walked, the priest silently glaring at the newcomer.
'Um..Th-thank you..I-I-I su-suppose.' She whispered to him. Her eyes were concentrating on the steps as they walked on to the last stairs, deep 100 feet into the ground, underneath the temple. She was shivering and seemed to want to upstart the lunch she had earlier, along with the priest as they whispered the litanies of their deity.
Keith gasped in surprised as Lucruzia's mouth quirked wide open. He now remembered this event as he onlooked into the room. In the middle of the room was a huge green crystal, holding within it, a man, not dead at all. holding a sword in his embrace.
'So Jouchim was right. Little, little brother was bonded to the sword before he was supposed to.' Keith shivered, his red sweater seeming to grow heavier as he breathed in fright. He never wanted to look on that memory of his again. That horrible one of his father, Tryving, Jouchim, and him. He remembered he was home at the end of his schooling, when his father, Seth Valentine, had told him that he had a surprise for graduating.
It had been a pretty normal week back to his castle on horse, when he arrived and took everything up to his room, his father told him of the gift being in the tower. He went up there by himself, and met Tryving, his sword and his bonded spirit. He had barely gained control of the sword, winning the battle between the two to see if he was good enough to bond with the Proud Tryving of Legend. He had lost his sanity shortly after the battle, nearly killing his father, his idealistic brother, Jouchim, and his sister Maria. All he remembered of that was that he was encased to sleep and woke up in this temple, not able to move or open his eyes, but able to speak in telepathy, and see through others eyes.
'Dear little Keith, It is I, Richard, please wake up, the time is to see if you are sane to be amongst us once more.' The stranger revealed himself, his face was etched with sorrow as he looked towards the priestess, blood pouring from his eyes. 'My brethren, awaken from your casement.' The man whispered as he moved forward. The casement seemed to shake slightly, melting almost as the body of Keith stood there, Tryving in his grasp, floating above everyone.
'I am forgiven?' The figure spoke with a hardly used mouth, hoarsely. His eyes snapped open, glowing green aquamarine eyes showing with the tears of mankind flowing on his pale cheeks, marking its spots as floated over to his brother, hugging him crying profusely.
Lucrezia couldn't help but smile and think that her husband was a crybaby before he met her. Shaking her head, she looked over to Keith as the scene continued. His eyes were showing that same hidden green ethereal light she loved and wallowed in her earlier days.
'Yes. Yes. We all forgive you. Dear little brother, you were not in the right mind and we will forever love you.' He whispered to him. The being shook, and handed the crying Keith a set of pants and a tunic, with another cloak gotten underneath Richard's cloak.
Suddenly Keith felt the transition take place and they were right back to where they had started now between the sea and the city. Keith put a strand of blonde hair behind his ear as he looked over to Lucrezia and her trained eyes.
"What did you learn?" She asked him. He turned towards her in question. What had he learned? He wondered to himself for a few minutes. Looking over his profile, Lucrezia felt her stomach curdle up into shame, red embarrassment hot on her cheeks as she wondered silently to herself why she had lied to him. "Well?"
"Hmm..?" He turned towards her thrown out of his deep moral looking reverie of the whole event. His green eyes closed, sheathing themselves of obvious hidden light in thought. His hand swept up into a knuckle supporting his chin, the other holding his elbow, raising his head towards the virtual sky.
"Well?" Lucrezia motioned on for him to continue when he opened his aquamarine eyes and smiled a fangy grin, letting loose of the stupid pose, the boyish smile playing upon full lips and with that he told her simply.
"I learned forgiveness."
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(O)_o;;; Okays..Loki is now back in school, um dunno maybe yay? I'm taking most of my core subjects this tri like English 2 A, Speech, Math 1 A, Biology 1, and lastly my only nice class multi-media. I hate going up and doing speeches in speech class. I get up there and pretend to do yoga. It helps..if I don't barf first. Gah, I have hated this entire week now for it.
I won't be able to update as often as I wish. A lot of people are using my laptop since we can't get a new computer right now and I've got lots of homework each night so I only got about an hour to half-an-hour max to write each night. Who in the hell created homework? That person should be murdered to hell and back and back for eternity. T_T
Hmmmm...I decided to put Jouchim in it since he is coming out for Shadow Hearts 2 and he is a valentine. Hmm....Thinking...-_-;;;; Maybe I'll change my sn to seventeen dancing monkeys, that sounds sweet!! Lol, one of my guy friends suggested it.
This year and next year I will most likely end this with an epilougue, and end either Sunshine Weeping Women and Rebirth of a Summoning, or possibly finish up Anastasia, The Hunter and His Prey, and Of Earth and Wind, if I decide to work extra extra hard along with school work. I will most likely get most of the chapters up next tri and the one after that considering they have like one or two core classes and the rest are sorta just be there courses.
Anyways, PLEASE READ 'N' REVIEW AS USUAL!!!!!!