Dream Interpretation
Jessica was shrieking from within her bubbly prison. And the young man she had captured found that he too was unable to keep his own pain in; despite his hatred of showing weakness. The girl cursed herself for this oversight. It should be common knowledge that the magic of the elements is unable to stand up to the magic of the planet itself. 'I should have been more careful. Now who will take Vincent to Aunt Victoria? Lyla may be a Baskar, but I don't know how well the team will be received if they are all total strangers in Doria. Perhaps nobody will give them the information they seek. I'm sorry you guys.'
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"I hope I didn't hurt her too much," the leader of the Drifter gang stated, "But she should be safe if I place an Illusion over her. This girl will be invisible to men and monsters until she moves. Dist Dims, Sacred Staff. Teardrop, Gem of the Guardians. Give me the strength to make this spell take effect over the young woman. Water Manipulation Spell…Illusion!" Lyla, who was lying on the ground unconscious, began to disappear. The woman nodded before running off in the direction that Jessica had took the boy.
'Please be ok Jet. Something doesn't feel right with the planet. I know that something out of the ordinary has happened to you. If it is your opponent, then I will be there to lighten your load. For once, please let me be the one who protects you from danger,' she silently vowed as she ran off at top speed.
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Jessica began muttering, "Man this really blows. Here I am, trapped in my own magical spell. You know kid, this is all your fault. If you had just admitted what happened to my father and brother in the first place, then I wouldn't have had to cast such a radical spell on you. If we get out of this one without being spotted by witch hunting Drifters, then I'm going to kick your sorry ass nine ways towards Tuesday."
The boy, called Adam by the diary but Jet by his leader, spat. "My fault? Who was the idiot who tried to do this in the first place? Besides, I don't really know what you're talking about. My memory only goes back nearly six years. If your stupid pea brain knows anything about the Filgaia Project that you have connected me to, you would know that I was only created around the end of the Council of Seven's Yggdrasil Project ten years ago. However, it took me five years and about two months to wake up after."
She wanted to give him a snappy comeback, but just then she sensed a powerful aura coming up to them. Jessica prayed to every Guardian in existence that it wasn't some sort of Witch Hunter. For unlike her mother, the young Drifter wouldn't be able to fake her death and haulass out of here. But then, another flash went through her senses. Somebody was summoning something or someone to the area!
"Oh Sacred Heart of Guardians," chanted a woman's voice, "Give me your power, your will. Let me attain dominance o'er my enemies. By the Adlehyde blood in my veins. I beseech you…Give me victory. DIST DIMS…DISSIPATE!" Suddenly, a powerful energy struck the spell she had created dead center. Both Jessica and the boy fell to the ground instantly. When she looked up, she could see a young woman not that much older than she standing before her. She was wearing a purple skirt and vest over a white button down blouse. A belt held a pair of holsters for pistols, a leather apron hung down from it, and a piece of blue cloth enhanced by Chappapanga's power was worn around her waistband. There was a collar that she wore over her vest, a pair of white gloves on her hands, and leather boots on her feet. Her hair was brown and worn in a ponytail, and her eyes were as blue as the oceans of legend.
"Virginia! I can't believe it, it's been nearly eleven years since the day we buried your mother. How have you been? More importantly, why have you come here? I don't think it is a coincidence that you are in the area when I screwed up that spell. You saved my bacon from bounty hunters who might catch a glimpse of the magic I had used and kill me. Thanks buddy," Jessica called out to the woman.
The girl named Virginia looked to her and replied, "Jessica…I should have known when I first saw the spell. No, when I first encountered you in the plains with my allies. You always did love your swords. You loved them almost as much as I loved the ARMs my father taught me. Besides, only you would cast a spell and have the luck for it to backfire and trap you too. Out of the three of us in our little gang years ago, Chapappanga seemed to have it in for you and you alone. But it's good to hear from you again."
The young man threw off his cloak as well to reveal his violet eyes and silver hair. He wore a black shirt, jeans, a leather coat with his left sleeve rolled up, and leather shoes. A wrist guard with a black belt tied around the center of it and fingerless black gloves adorned each arm. However, only the right one held a larger guarder made of leather around it. The youth had a battered red scarf and an equally ripped up white scarf around his neck; a small piece of each around his left leg as if to bandage a wound. "What the Hell is going on here Virginia? Do you know this crazy girl? She comes at me with a million questions about her lost old man and brother. And she seems to know who I really am as well."
"Well, Jet, Jessica and I knew each other as kids," Virginia stated, "Her mom is a priestess at a temple in this town my mother used to frequent. Since you seem to have been exposed to her clumsy attempts at magic, and I know you won't be blabbing the secret out anytime soon, I can tell you about my family's origins. My mother's full name was Princess Ekatrina Lilicia Adlehyde Roughnight Maxwell. And mine is Princess Virginia Cecilia Adlehyde Maxwell. We, and the entire town for that matter, are the lost descendents of the forgotten tribe of Doria; a tribe of Guardian Avatars with more power than even the Baskar. Our ancestors were routed in the war when humans began to fear us and we've hid ever since."
"Wait a minute Ginny! His name is Jet. And so is my lost brother! So that means that he is the boy from my vision as well. The dream that is leading me to the family mom got separated from by those men who wanted to hunt her down. 'His body dead and buried, yet his spirit rose once more in new and more powerful flesh. Aging but six months in the span of a five year stasis. His memory buried by great tragedy.' Not only is the Filgaia Sample the last link I have to finding the answers to what happened to my father, but he is the incarnation of my brother's body. And, if the words of this vision aren't lost on me, his soul as well. Jet Enduro, if that is what you are called by friends, my name is Jessica Linnea Enduro. I am your supposed to be twin sister; but born as your younger sister," Jessica informed the other two.
Before Jet could become even more confused than he already was, Virginia told her friend, "I think you need to give us more background information. I never knew your last name growing up so I wouldn't have ever made the comparison between Jet and you. But we shouldn't confuse one another with this small talk. Let's head on over to someplace private and fully hear what you have to say to us."
Teefa's Last Words...
I thought it would be funny to see Jet and Jessica have some sibling rivalry issues even when neither knew the connections. And having Virginia bail them out would make for a pretty issue filled reunion.
Well, the powers in the last two chapters might have confused my dear readers. Ok, magic lesson time. There could be Wild ARMs 1 spoilers mattering what a person would consider a spoiler; all if the ideas are from my world history but this may tell people things they didn't want to know. After Rudy and Cecilia's son married Jack and Elmina's daughter, it lead to the power of their descendants increasing dramatically. Shamanic Magic, Holmcross Vitality, Fenril Knight Speed, and the remnants of Demon Strength (although she was turned back into a human, Elmina still held an aura of power from her days as Lady Harken) combined inside their children. Thus, their descendants began to discover powers besides that of Crest Sorcery. That was the Four Elemental Manipulation Spells. But if a person has the skill to do so, they can combine all four into a powerful containment unit; what Jessica did to Jet. Virginia wouldn't normally be able to cast an illusion on someone she wasn't in direct contact with. However, the Dist Dims that Cecilia turned into energy and hid in the body of the Royal Bloodline as well as the Teardrop allowed this to be possible. Ok, end of story there.