Welcome, to Chapter 9 of Nobody's Listening!
I am feeling better, but still not well engough to attend school... (YES! ) But I got some meds, and I am currently able to write.
I did not get much writing done in the notebook, but here is chapter 9 none-the-less. Also, weather here in California has cleared up alot! Woot! Enjoy chapter 9!
Always,
KirariSoldier
I am Little bit of loneliness A little bit of disregard A handful of complaints But I can't help the fact That every one can see these scars I am
What I want you to want What I want you to feel But it's like No matter what I do I can't convince you To just belive this is real So I let go
Likin' Park, "Faint"
Katara sat, her ocean like orbs glazed over in saddness and fear. She knew what was to befall the world. She knew how to save the world for desturction. But for that, she would give up something that was equal value. The grey evil that would decsend upon her reality was that if which had been longing to be free from it's icy prison, and to take a host in a determined and evil heart.
And she fore shadowed upon who that host, the shell for he evil entity would be. It would be Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation himself. It was a fight of the fitest, survival of the strongest. Classic Darwin scenario. Kill or be killed, and destroy all to gain power. Katara cringed at the thought, and surveyed the room. The wall a tawny brown, floor tatami mat, and a lantern provided ample lighting. And in the far northern cornor of the room sat her knap-sack.
She uncovered herself from the blankets and rushed over to her pack. Rummaging through her belongs, she came upon a silk-
wrapped object. She gingerly untied the knot at the top of the package and the slinky fabric fell. Contained within the parcel was a silver chain, and attached to the chain a giant seven carat stone carved out of aqumarine. A semi-precious that is priceless.
She held up the chain to to light, and it refrakted beam of silvers, greens, teals, and some hues of blue.
" 'Come to me, legend of aqarian, goddess of water. Protect the beings of aquairus and serve us with the divine fate of a menard,
and bless onto me thy powers mizu..." She reapeted the chant as she studied the stone. Nothing magical about it. It seemed to b just another hunk of rock. Katara drew a sigh and wrapped the necklace back in the silk linning and placed it back in her pack.
Why had she been givin the pendant? Her water bending skills had flaws, her family nothing but water tribe inhabitants. Nothing out of the ordinary. Aang slid the rice paper door open. "Hiya Katara. How are you feeling?" He asked, obviously feeling better himself.
"Me? Not to great... My head is killing me..." She said as she laid he throbbing head down on her neck pillow. Aang crawled over to her and placed a gental hand on her forehead. "You don't have a fever... But you should take a day to rest, just for good measure."
Katara made a faint smile and rolled over in her covers. She could not tell him, nor could she even utter a word about the stone. This was a truly head-throbbing subject.
TBC...
Sorry for short chapter. I took some med and now I need to sleep... I will update with loger chapter tommorow.
Ja Ne
And my AOL Screen name is SolarFlareLuna. I got a new one!
Always,
KirariSoldier