No one's reviewed yet! How disappointing! This is the very first fic I wrote wherein no one reviewed the first chapter - in this case, prologue. I just hope people review this chapter or else, I'm going to lose interest...
Disclaimer: I do not own Dark Jewels/Black Jewels trilogy. Anne Bishop does.
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Unfathomable Fate
Ignite and Allay
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Saetan SaDiablo looked up warily from his desk as a younger golden-eyed man burst into his office. The younger male's eyes blazed with fury as he looked down at his own flesh and blood - his father.
"Namesake?" Saetan said carefully. And as he expected, his son yelled in anger.
"Where is she!"
The only 'she' Saetan could think of was none other than Jaenelle. What could make Daemon so mad? What has his daughter done this time?
"'Where'?" Saetan repeated. "Jaenelle is gone?"
The sudden look of panic on Daemon's face was enough answer.
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Mountains tipped with ice and snow. The land at the center of the mountains was barren except for the molten rock flowing around it.
"Why was I taken here?" Jaenelle asked out loud as her eyes scanned the valley.
The valley was an unsettling sight. The mountains were capped with ice and yet, the valley floor burned with lava. Jaenelle knew there was more to this strangeness than what she sees.
Suddenly, the voice that haunted her dreams for about three moon cycles spoke in her mind. The voice that was neither male nor female. The voice that sounded like the echo of everything that existed. The voice that felt like the very essence of cold yet at the same time, of heat.
"You were taken here because you need more than what you have, young one."
"More than what I have?" Jaenelle asked in confusion. She hated being confused. "But what else can I have besides what I do have? I have the Twilight's Dawn - it is more than enough. I have some of the most powerful beings by my side. What more can I need or want?"
"More than what you have. I usually detest meddling with any of you directly in this manner. But even I forget limits and make mistakes."
"Mistakes?" Jaenelle repeated. It sounded ridiculous. "I don't think a being like you is capable of making mistakes. You can make yourself right and everything else wrong."
"That is what you think but that is very far from the truth. I also have rules to obey. Why do you think some escape my clutches once in a while?"
The being had a good point. Jaenelle knew, ever since she first had the dreams, who she was dreaming of.
Who ever knew that Fate can have a voice?
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"WHAT!"
Saetan placed his head in his hands. He was expecting this. Jaenelle's court was gathered and as soon as they were informed of Jaenelle's whereabouts, or rather, lack of information on her whereabouts, everyone quickly stood up and started yelling all at once.
"Gone! How can she be gone!"
"No not whatsoever?"
"She wouldn't just leave without warning, would she?"
"We should go and look for her!"
It went on and on until the warlord prince finally had enough. Standing up with his towering form, he bellowed.
"QUIET!"
Everyone fell silent as they looked at the Warlord Prince of Dhemlan. Saetan sighed when he got their attention.
"We do not know where she is but Draca has an idea." He stepped aside for the old and wise female. The room was silent as they looked up at her.
"Do not worry for Jaenelle," Draca said in her ancient voice. "Sssshe is in sssafe handsss... Unpredictable but sssafe neverthelesssss."
"Someone has her?" Daemon asked urgently. "Who!"
Draca turned towards him, eyes seeming to look past him, at something far away.
"Fate."
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Jaenelle panted heavily. She started cursing Fate in her head with as much bad words as she could. She didn't care if it could hear. What Fate was making her go through was slowly making her wish for death. The harsh winds and the scorching flames gave her immense pain. She was also growing extremely tired - too tired to go on.
Fate had asked her to climb the highest mountain of fire and ice.
Actually, more like commanded.
"Tired?" the voice was slightly teasing. "You who purged the Blood? A mountain of fire and ice should be no match for you."
"I don't see you trying it," Jaenelle growled, sounding a bit like Lucivar.
Amazingly, she thought she heard the voice laugh.
"You are amusing. I might not regret my mistake after all."
Again, not for the first time - and she was sure not for the last time - she swore at Fate.
Actually, she wouldn't have been able to get this far if it were not for Fate's help. Twilight's Dawn (or was it Fate?) somehow shielded her from most of the heat and cold. She could also feel a bit of strength seep into her. This bit of strength was what kept her going.
When she was about ten meters from the peak, the voice suddenly boomed in her head.
"Stop."
Jaenelle stopped abruptly. The voice sounded dead serious. The little games were over.
The big one begins.
To Jaenelle's wonder and anxiety, the side of the mountain next to her glowed and an opening appeared. Jaenelle could see lght coming from inside.
"Go inside," the voice urged. "Your additional needs are within the mountain."
Jaenelle followed Fate's instructions and entered the mountain opening. What she saw inside made her gasp in wonder.
The inside of the mountain was filled with, not crystals, but jewels. Jaenelle could tell that each of the jewels contained a great amount of power. And since there were countless of jewels, only one thing came to her mind upon this realization.
This mountain was a mine for power.
However, that wasn't all. At the very center of the cove were two gigantic jewels.
Each of them contained a creature she has never seen before.
"These are my chosen ones," Fate told her. "Under Mother Night's approval of course. They are what you need to correct the mistake I have made... They exist solely for that purpose."
Jaenelle slowly approached the two jewels. The creatures inside were hybrids of different creatures that she knew. Jaenelle wasn't sure if the heads and bodies were of the feline kind or the canine kind. Both had horns that looked like they came from the unicorns. Identical wings sprouted from their backs. One creature had three tails that looked lion-like while the other had nine tails that looked fox-like. Jaenelle noticed that some areas of their covering weren't fur but scales. Both also had silky manes. Jaenelle could not tell what their colors were due to the jewels that encased them.
As soon as she was about ten feet away from the jewels, they started to crack. Jaenelle formed a barrier as the two jewels shattered before her very eyes.
Jaenelle stared at the majestic creatures in front of her. Their eyes were now open. One was white with a pair of golden eyes while the other was black with a pair of crimson red eyes. Both, on all their fours, reached about 20 - 30 feet in height. They both wore jewels all over their bodies.
-We were starting to wonder when you would summon us- Jaenelle heard a male voice in her mind. It was deep and dry. -But then again, what is two hundred centuries to Fate?-
"Impatient I see," Fate murmured.
-You must understand- a female voice said. It was soft and youthful. -What is the point of existing for so long when all we do is sleep?-
"Of course," Fate answered. "Well, the time for you to awaken has come. Now be polite to our guest. Introduce yourselves." There was a slight command in that voice.
The creatures glowed and again, Jaenelle shaded her eyes. When the light disappeared, a man and a woman stood before her.
Jaenelle had seen more beautiful women than the female in front of her but she was pretty. The thing that made her entrancing were her beautiful golden eyes and golden-red hair. She also had a very nice smile on her face as she looked at Jaenelle with what almost resembled childlike innocence. Jaenelle, however, knew that this girl was much more than she seems. She was a beautiful creature just a while ago.
The male was unlike anyone Jaenelle has ever seen before. He had raven-colored hair and captivating red eyes the color of blood. He was handsome beyond description yet beautiful at the same time. Looking at him and his smirk, Jaenelle was sure that he had his fair share in breaking women's hearts if he ever interacted with them. He wore simple clothes like the female.
Jaenelle was shocked. They were creatures! How could they suddenly transform into human shape so quickly? No one can do that except...
Me... Her eyes were wide open with disbelief.
The female took a step forward, stretching out a hand for Jaenelle to take.
"Greetings Witch," she said with a bright smile. "I will be an example for my friend over her and introduce myself. My name is Kaolignite, but you may call me 'Ignite' as everyone who I know have."
"And I am Callayroun," the male introduced himself with a small polite bow. "'Allay' if it pleases you, Lady."
Jaenelle stared at the two who were as different as night and day. She was still astounded but she had a feeling that these two would be able to help her through anything.
And...
Ignite and Allay... How much more different can you two be? And just how special are you?
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That was probably a bit fast... But I promise, it will get better. I always have trouble introducing things.
And please, please, PLEASE review! It would really mean a lot to me! Criticisms accepted!
Ivory Nightshade
P.S. I'm starting to think that my new pen name is bad luck... I might be forced to change it again...
