Guardian Angel: Chapter 2
1000 Years Ago
"She is dying. There is nothing that we can do sire."
"There must be, I cannot lose her." The King brushed away his wife's hair from her sweat covered brow. Her ragged breathing was nothing compared to her constantly coughing up blood. Smiling reassuringly, the queen reached up and touched the king's hand. "I am ready Zuran. I am ready to die. But please, save our child." Tears formed in the king's eyes. "I promise, my love." Looking up the king turned to his advisor. There was death in his eyes as he spoke. "Bring me the witch."
Two Months Earlier
"What is your plan?"
"I must get her to understand; to see that things will change. Her life will go from bad to worse, unless the other half appears."
"And how will you find this other half?" A smile formed on the woman in green's lips, "I was hoping that you would help me, dear Pluto." Pluto looked at her and smiled.
"I might be able to but I need to know what I am looking for." The woman in green rolled her eyes. "Well I don't know who it is. Only Ju-" Smiling, the woman began to laugh. "I will give her the power of premonitions! Just watch her dreams. The other half is bound to appear and when it does you are sure to find it."
"As you wish my Queen."
The woman laughed, "I was never a queen, or for that matter your queen."
"But you could have been my leader."
"Like anyone could lead you."
On Jupiter
An old woman stared into a silver sphere, as she watched Makoto's life unfold; it was going exactly as she had planed. And soon, the all of Jupiter would be rightfully hers. The woman reached her hand into the sphere and grabbed the green aura that surrounded Makoto. She began to pull the aura threw the sphere and guided it into an ice sculpture of a man. "Soon my son you shall be free." The aura disappeared back into the sphere so quickly that it cut the old woman. "Damn!" Glaring into the sphere, Makoto's image had disappeared, and the woman in the green cape had taken her place.
"Do not mess with powers that you do not understand Sarana. You do remember what happened the last time." Glaring at the sphere, Sarana spit at the woman.
"I was not the cause of the darkness. It was your kind not mine that was at fault."
"We are the same."
"Like hell we are. Your kind stole what was rightfully mine."
"It is a shame you feel that way. She will destroy you." The woman faded from the sphere. Glaring at the sphere, Sarana turned back to the block of ice. "You will be free soon my son. And then we shall destroy that cocky bitch."
Present
Looking around, the man who had just appeared in the park and helped Jupiter destroy the monster was now surrounded by darkness and had a strangely dressed fighter lying unconscious on the ground.
"Where am I?" Closing his eyes, he began to try and sense his family and friends to see just how far from home he was. But for some reason he could not feel anything. The man was pulled out of his trance with a strange pain that filled his body and seemed to head to his heart.
Clutching his chest, the man fell to the ground beside Jupiter. As his own breath was short and ragged, so was Jupiter's. He noticed that there were strange dark magenta veins going from the holes in her neck that the monster made, going down towards her heart.
"Poison." He didn't know what was wrong with his but he knew that he had to get this girl to the hospital. As he struggled to pick her up, a flash of green and pink surrounded her and she changed. Her hair was down, she was wearing a white and blue school outfit and she looked like she hadn't eaten in weeks. The man didn't focus on her looks or how she transformed; he was just worried about her health. He needed to get her some help.
1000 Years Ago
"What can I do for you, my king?" Turning towards the voice, Zuran looked down at the woman who has come to help. Not help his love, his life, his soul mate. She was here to help the little child that was in danger of staying inside of his dying love.
"I need you to save my child."
"I can achieve this. But if I do it, the queen shall die immediately." Rubbing his hand over his wet face, King Zuran turned back to his wife. He nodded solemnly. Sitting down beside her, Zuran turned towards the woman. "You may begin." The woman smiled and placed her hands over the queen's stomach and began to chant. "What are you doing?" Zuran glared at the witch, unsure if this was the right thing to do or not. "I am preparing the child, giving it extra strength for it to be born."
The witch was lying threw her teeth. She was preparing the child, but not to be born. She was taking part of its soul away from it. If the child only had half of it soul, the witches plan would go much smoother.
Drawing out a razor-sharp, double edged dagger, the witch placed it at the edge of the queen's belly. "This will make the queen's death full of suffering, are you sure?" Zuran took one last look at his wife. She was in pain, but he knew that she would not let herself die until the child was out of danger. "I am sure." His wife squeezed his hand in reassurance. Looking up at her husband, the queen smiled and prepared herself for life and death.
Present
Her hearing came back to her before her sight. The loud beeps that filled the room began to give her a headache. Makoto tried to call out for someone to turn it off, but her voice and lips did not seem to want to move. Forcing her eyes open, they closed just as fast when a bright light shone into her eyes.
Growling in anger, or at least trying to, she sighed and listened for someone, anyone to help her. The loud beeps annoyed her but Makoto did feel someone in the room, she didn't know how she felt them or for that matter who it was, all she knew was that there was someone sitting in the room. Sitting beside her and holding her hand?
There seemed to be no feeling in her entire body, but for some reason she knew that there was someone holding her hand, someone that felt so familiar that she felt like she knew them her entire life. Feeling a large, calloused hand touch her cheek, Makoto knew that he saw her eyes open.
"You can open your eyes now, the light is off." His voice was so soft and warm that Makoto couldn't help but open her eyes. After her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she turned towards the man who sat beside her. He was rather young, with wild, black hair and jet black eyes that were so calm and caring. Even though he was young, Makoto felt that he had a hard life and seen death more than once. But that was just a feeling, she could never be sure of her guess.
"I am glad that you are awake. I was worried that you wouldn't pull through. But you are stronger than I thought." He smiled down at her and Makoto couldn't help but return that smile. Opening her mouth, she forced her voice and tongue to form words and ask him the question that she had been dying to ask.
"Who are you?" It came out in a slow and raspy breath and probably couldn't have been heard by anyone. But it was heard by the young man.
"I am Gohan."
One Month Earlier
"I found the other-half. He is in a different time and dimension, but I have found him."
"It is a man. This makes it interesting." Looking up at Pluto, the woman smiled. "This could change Sarana's plans."
"For the better or for the worse?" Bitting her lip the woman sighed.
"I don't know. He will either give her strength. Or drive her to destroy all the Jovian's on Jupiter that are still alive."
"They will not last long in the darkness. Many have already perished due to the ice."
"I know, the others are being sustained by the princesses' powers, but most of her power is being stolen to bring him back to life." Pluto sighed and turned towards the woman. "What shall you have me do?"
"We shall risk the lives of many, to save the lives of 2. Bring him to her."
1000 Years Ago
Zuran smiled at his little girl. She was being taught the art of war-fair. Not just the powers of her people, not just the strength. But the consequences as well. She would know the good and the bad. Right as wall as the wrong. Zuran's only concern was that she would become more of a man than a woman.
After that night. That awful night that he lost his one and only. He was given the greatest, a little girl that would be exactly like her mother, in every way. Including her name. Araina. It was a name that meant beauty, meant peace, meant strength. But his daughter had only one of those qualities.
She had beauty, since she was born, Araina caught everyone's eye, and she was perfect. In looks, but she had no peace, her life was full of war, she would rather fight or workout than read or make friends with the many young girls in court. But she never had the strength.
It was like she was only half a person. Others who were not even of royal blood held more elemental and physical powers that she did. And it was for that reason, why Araina kept training; she wanted to be stronger to make her father proud. But she would never reach that goal. She would always be weak, always be the first of the planetary princesses' to die, and the last to be reborn.
Araina was cursed, but no one knew it except for one. Sarana.
Present
On Jupiter
"Why! Why can't I wake him up! I contain powers beyond that of that pathetic princess. Why can't I bring him back?" A laugh filled the air, and the woman that haunted her appeared. "Oh Sarana, you cannot bring him back, because you do not have the blood. Your son shall die in that shell of ice." Sarana smirked, "My son may die, but he will be the last to do so. You will kill your own people just to keep my son imprisoned?"
"If I must protect the princess from evil then yes. These people all died when you set your curse in motion. It only took a few hundred years but the darkness came none the less. Because you separated a god's soul in half." Sarana scoffed. "The princess is no god, she is too weak to be one."
"She is only weak because of you. What you did to her on the day of her birth."
"Zuran and Araina were not gods!"
"No they weren't. But the child that was growing inside of Araina was."
"You lie! I would not have been able to achieve the curse unless she was a Jovian."
"Dear Sarana, she is Jovian. She is Jupiter."
To Be Continued…