Argh, sorry I am late again guys... evil exams have been pouring over me so it has been really stressful. The Language-Bomb as I prefer calling it, when we get all the exams at one go. Aw... not to mention, I think I blew up my Latin exam. So much for an A this year.
Anyway, a story has to go on. Who knows what will happen... well, except me of course.
NEWS: Big news... the homepage link has changed. Recently I am helping out making Frontier Episode Guides for the wonderful website of Patamon's World. I also became added to the staff, as a Episode Guide Writer, which feels fabulous and I am very flattered to have joined. Hopefully it won't take that much of my time, my name hasn't changed from Shitza, even though on the forum is doesn't allow the usual bad words, so it is changed there.
I am not telling, yet... if I did then I wouldn't have any anonymous names at all. Shitza is sometimes a bit too international now, but I love it too much to change it. And if you want to know my real name, I can post it on the biography page again.
Anyway, sorry I took so long. Had a very busy week, but holiday is up for a week, as we call it "Sports Holiday" in reality February Holiday. Been longing sooooo much for this! Honestly, I am sooooo tired of school at the moment!
Shitza
Ps: Facts about me... I hate spiders! (shudders) And this chapter, has one of my biggest nightmares... (faints)
Pps: Later on there is a major jump in time... main reason, even I am tired of snow. The snow has been staying for quite the while up here, and guess who is PRETTY pissed of of snow by now. I know some love snow, but I am clearly NOT one of those. Can't wait for spring... and the sun.
Ppps: I've tried to do my best to keep the T rating on this chapter, but with this kind of idea it is hard to keep a readable rating. Even though I think many of you are old enough for such ideas, but to be on the secure side.
Chapter 13
Takuya's Big Bad Battle
and more...
Mortog... many tales are told of him. He is called the Black Widow or the Spider, out of reasons. On Earth, you would see him as the world's largest spider. But in Nemorisa he was one of their greatest fears. His nets were stronger then the hardest steel and he ate with a hunger far beyond death, for his stomach always growled after more, meat and sometimes, even souls.
So how did it become that such a great and dangerous creature would ever exist? To know this, let us go back in history to the day of Jija, when the darkness fell for the light. When the Ancient ones managed to hold back the darkness, and win for the worlds. However, as the darkness exploded shards of the power fell to the ground, mainly infecting the land and killing. Yet one creature, a little spider known as the Lone Shade (or Black Widow), in the face of death it was granted powers. One by one, as the ancient ones slowly died or disappeared, the spider grew in power absorbing the protecting powers they left. Early he grew for a thirst of meat and souls, and made nets big enough to swallow towns. The Spider was chased away by powerful magicians, for back then he was yet not as massive as he is now. And in the mountains he sought for revenge and hunger.
Mortog returned around five hundred years ago, now bigger and more terrible then ever before. He was yet put on a diet in his mountains, living only on stupid mountain climbers and passing travellers. Even before he left, people feared them and were happy he had chosen the mountains as his home. But they were really wrong. For he came back and deserted huge parts of the planet. Finally, after a year satisfying his hunger he returned to the mountains, to rest. During his raid, the strongest of all creatures had tried desperately to stop him, in vain. The creatures of all kind of races all became his dinner, spiced with even more power to add to his now leathery diamond shell for body. Eyes placed on every leg made him see everything around him. Black he was, with a red cross on his back, purple poisonous pincers for mouth, saliva dropping like corroding acid. Pieces of the net wrapped around parts of his body, and that net blasting from his body.
And still, no one knows his weaknesses...
It looked so dark. Mortog threw them around like rubbish, not caring where they landed. Takuya winced as he landed on the ground. Izumi flew into the same direction as him, hitting the rock beside him. The Aquila shrieked in pain.
Junpei tried to punch him, but with every punch nothing seemed to happen. Kouji and Kouichi had decided to combine their attacks, but yet it only seemed to tickle the angry spider.
Tomoki lay not too far away, a deep gash on his forehead. Luckily the MistHimi had not been hit by the spider himself, rather by a flying rock so at least his wound wouldn't be poisonous. But Takuya knew they had to beat this thing soon, somehow. He just ha no idea what to do.
Izumi got up, ready for another round. Her body, like each of them, had received a strange glow. Hers was swirling purple, his golden red. Kouji had a silver blue colour and Kouichi purple dark. Junpei had sparkling yellow, Tomoki misty green. The Widow had a black colour around him. The magic around them was crackling the ground and for those who couldn't fly it became a trouble. Takuya got up, his left leg aching. He wished they could retreat, but the spider just kept chasing them. Soon they would probably die, here, like this.
But it didn't mean he would fight all that he could muster.
"Pyro Barrage!" he said shooting fire from his palms. Still, no effect. Instead one of the spiders leg hit him in the stomach, making him loose his breath. He fell back to the ground.
Kouji was by his side faster then you could react. The vampire bent down to the dragon, kissing him on the mouth reassuringly. The vampire could remember the last time he had been face to face with a creature like this, and he too had barely made it out alive. But back then, Umbra had been the one to flee, not wanting to spoil her ultimate powers on a simple vampire. She had no idea what kind of vampire he was.
A vampire who sought revenge.
Even though he managed to make it out alive, the memories still scared him. Blinded by rage and hate he had sought her out in a mass of dead souls, tried to rip her cursed soul out of the shell she called body. But in his rage, blinded by the love for his brother, it had almost cost him his own life. In the pool of the dead he closely fell, and barely made it out to live.
So, as well as he survived the attempt, he couldn't help feeling scared. Yet he hated Umbra... hated her even more then he loved the dragon he desperately tried to protect.
Izumi flew upwards. "Hurricane Gale" she shouted, her hands entwined with her magical powers. A painful tornado hit the spider. Mortog however being a creature of pain, didn't feel anything more then a slight tingle on his legs. A thick, oozy, slimy, greenish web shot from the mouth, catching the Aquila in the air.
"Izumi!" Tomoki shouted blowing ice on thee monster. He too soon was trapped beneath a web.
"So hungry, for so long. Give me your souls, you flesh and blood. Feed me!"
Mortog was about to get himself a neat meal, when Junpei blocked him with his bare hands. The Raiki had to use all his strength to prevent this creature from hurting them, paid with a price. Poison oozed down to his shoulders, the sharp pincers digging into the flesh beneath the rock hard skin. Junpei screamed, not letting go.
Kouichi floated over, the darkness around him growing stronger. "Dark Master!" he shouted, the glow around him completely covering his colours from view. A shadow went through the spider, who this screamed of real pain. Three of the legs had fallen of. Kouichi came stumbling out, his powers not enough really to completely cut through. He was thrown away, to land on the ground, completely exhausted.
"Kouichi!" Kouji yelled in fear. A light sword appeared in his hands. Takuya backed to make himself ready to fire as well. But he couldn't see how he could do anything. What did this thing have for weaknesses? What did spiders truly fear, well except for the facts this was no normal spider... nothing seemed to beat this thing... unless...
A tiny piece of a brilliant idea formed in his head. Perhaps it could work, even though chances would be quite small. The spider would attack them as long as it could see where they all went, and probably it could see through any disguise. But it was a dark creature.
Indeed, as Kouji frantically tried to avenge his brother, Takuya couldn't help notice that the spider seemed to fear light above the rest of their elements. When Kouji attacked the spider was yet too strong to be completely affected by the sword in his hand, but it was blinded by the light. Blinded, which gave Takuya the courage to continue.
Kouji was thrown backwards and Takuya rushed to his side. The vampire looked a bit beaten up, but not severely hurt, which was good since Takuya seriously needed his help. Kouji was a bit surprised when the dragon caught him from hitting the ground.
"Kouji, your power is Lobo's light, isn't it? I need you to light up this whole area, or else there is no way any of us will be able to beat him."
Kouji looked really confused. "What in the world do you mean? He asked.
"Just trust me!" Takuya said reassuringly, his hands lighting up again. Kouji nodded, cast a quick look around the disaster around them and sighed. He had no idea what Takuya was planning, but he hoped that the fires hadn't gone to his head. The whole area? That would take a lot out of him.
Perhaps even his life.
His whole body started to glow as he centred around the core of magic that ran through his veins, the light Lobo once had possessed so ever gracefully. The vampire howled as the light expanded around him, covering the area of the battlefield. Sweat mixed with blood ran down his forehead.
Takuya saw the spider retreat. The dragon was more used to light, as he had the brother power running through his veins, giving him a mild protection. Still, he knew he had to finish this very soon.
None of them knew this was written down as destiny, and whatever it really meant, who knew...
In his rage, fire burned from his body and he went to beat that thing, from one leg to the other. The fires increased and Mortog gave out a shriek that could be heard all the way back to Monster City. Takuya backed, holding his hands over his ears. He really needed to settle this... and soon before his ears would blow up.
Mortog made a clumsy attempt to attack, yet without his ability to see his so called strength had dropped to the ground. All that was left was to get rid of him, how was a bit harder since there was yet a thick leathery hide to stab, and he didn't have anything for it. How he wished he had a sword, or something in the lines of that. For a brief moment he could simply picture one, polished white steel, pearly handle with rubies in it. (Obs, this is not from the series, just pure imagination.)
Takuya opened his eyes, nearly fell over when he realised he was holding something heavy in his hands. It was, to his amazement and bewilderment, the same sword he had pictured himself with. It was glowing red however, as if it could feel the holder's current fire.
He didn't take any time to hesitate. Instead he knew what had to be done, and Therefore he charged on to get over with this. Pictures and memories of his friends and Kouji flashed before his blinded eyes. Tears streamed down his face and fell to the ground as the blade cut into the monster. A new ear-splitting noise could be heard when the blade cut Mortog's heart and then Takuya knew no more. He fell into an endless pool of darkness, and from that... it would take a while for him to regain consciousness.
However, not too far away five figures turned and went into different directions.
"Typical, so typical. Loosing to a mere weakling like that. Anyway Mortog, you just happened to be the weakest of us all. Now we know, they are not that strong as they claim. Wiping them out will be easy enough. Oh well, Schakal... you are next up... you remember, the kid you happened to devour and taste so good. There is another one of the same blood, who even has a taste of magic in him. Go get him, Schakal. You know what you must do!"
Days came and went, the climate didn't seem to get any nicer for any of them, and the snow fell as a thick layer on them. They managed to walk out from the endless land of the dead and find a small village inhabited by Lupas, which were an unknown wolf-like creature, or at least unknown here on Earth. They were distant relatives with werewolves, yet they didn't turn to werewolves just once every full moon nor did they transform. They were merely females, reproducing using travellers they could snatch. Of course they were highly selective around their preys and didn't just pick the closest traveller thy could find. No, the ones they did not like they killed, so all males tended to be careful around them.
As four the six warriors, being five males and one female of tremendous s powers, they were on a really high scale... yet as Kouichi seemed to know a lot about them, having been there before hmm... he forewarned them before they appeared. The Lupas soon learned not to touch them, especially not Kouji and Takuya who surely reminded them about it. A small flare in the hair or a light sword under your throat did miracles. Luckily enough, the elder soon taught the younger girls to calm down, so they weren't chased away. Instead the tenseness around their arrival calmed down and they were allowed to stay in a small cave. This meant of course that things became cramped up, and quite uncomfortable at times. But as the weather became worse and worse, it looked as if they would have to stay there for a few days. And days soon became weeks, that became months... for not in many hundred years had Nemorisa seen such a bad weather, and never before had it been so much snow.
As the winter continued, going from Tisteria, to Miama, to Toira (where Tomoki was celebrated as well as Izumi had been) and finally to Harana, which flared some hope to their lost souls as the sun finally started to shine. When this was done Nemorisa had been covered by at least 3 metre snow. To say, it took a while to get started again.
The journey went on, with huge efforts as it took a few days for the snow to melt away. It is incredible that snow could disappear so easily. With the empty space the snow left, their cheerfulness returned. Izumi sang happily, sounding like a mass of playful birds. Junpei looked pleased as well feeling a bit more moveable then usable and not as stiff as he had done during the winter. Tomoki looked a little frightened as he had never experienced the warm season outside the Ice country, but soon his fears grew to childish happiness and Kouichi took responsible to watch over him as no one else seemed to do. Takuya and Kouji were a bit too occupied as soon as people scattered away. Kouichi, not wanting to witness Kouji's frantic games gladly took the job. Even a ghost had his limits.
Yet as the spring slowly came, new problems started to turn up, and not just the normal ones. Once every year, at the exact time of the year, the mating season started in Nemorisa. Of course not every creature was affected... young ones would still have to wait, and as for ghost, they are dead so what would be the point of it? Junpei did get some of the enormous amount of warmth inside of him, but not enough to make him do anything stupid since he is thick-skull as well. No, the major differences started in one single place of their gang. And even if Kouji tried to strangle his overwhelming feelings, he couldn't. Even Takuya could feel the difference in himself and his blood. His blood grew warmer, he felt a lot warmer then usual and no matter what he did his eyes always kept a close watch after Kouji.
It continued like this until they reached yet another village, close to the Elven Woods. This village looked quite unusual to the facts that it was completely made of wood. And with wood it doesn't mean just ordinary wooden houses. No, the streets, the houses, the furniture and oil lamps. Everything was made out of wood.
Tomoki managed to find an inn for them to stay in. Meanwhile Izumi was telling Takuya off from using any of his fire power while they were there, they did not want to risk any fires in their sleep. Takuya did quite as well get the message, but mainly his mind was set on other things. Stupid dragon...
The innkeeper was a strangely nice Chimera, a mixture between a lion, a goat and a dragon. It was told that he had lived in the village for over a hundred years and never done anything to harm you. As they richly paid for three rooms, using Izumi's account, they all split to get some rest. Once more Tomoki decided to stay with the Aquila, who was now one of his closest friends. Junpei was yet again whisked away by Kouichi, who didn't seem to mind at all. Junpei happily told Kouichi about the Raiki lands and Kouichi would one day happily visit. As for Takuya and Kouji, who knew hat happened inside their locked doors? But from the judge of the sounds, something extraordinary and yet not the wisest of all.
For all things suffered of consequences, and bonding like this, would clearly be one of them.
Little sister... they are cute, cuddle and awfully obstinate. At least, that was how Jenrya described his sister Shuiichon. She was cute and wonderful to hug whenever he felt sad or upset (about a certain Shapeshifter who just happened to be away during the most important season for any male.) He also happened to be a Kitsune fox, a rare kind demon fox, who was not anywhere related to the demons you have heard about before.
He also happened to be the current leader of the largest Kitsune clan. His father had died in a war a few years ago, and now he had taken the role of leading the clan, peacefully as he hoped.
Shuiichon, his little sister wasn't so old so he also made sure she felt protected. He was always by her side, no matter how much Takato would bash him for an adventure together. Shuiichon always came first in his life. She was the little angel that lit his heavy burden.
At the moment his clan stayed with the elves, healing their wounds. Nemorisa had truly turned upside down these days. Rumours said that the Five Horrors were back hunting, not to mention something worse waking up. Something that should never have been meant to be born.
Feeling desperate he told his captains to remain with the elves, in case something happened. Thereafter he made an attempt to find the only saviours that would be able to help them. Rumours said that the Six warriors had been reborn as well, a possibility that this world could be saved. He had heard from Takato, that some unusual travellers made their way through Nemorisa, and that the Shapeshifter had heard from the Dragon Lord and General Daisuke, that one happened to be a strange dragon perhaps... the last of the news became, they had been sighted not too far away.
The first thing that met the young Kitsune was a utmost strange scene. When he came to the village, in which he had been told he would find the six warriors, the first thing that met him was a tornado filled with ice. Jenrya brought Shuiichon behind him, trying to protect her from this strange power. He had never before seen something this powerful. Could this be one of the Horrors?
"Izumi, calm down! If you have to blow us up, then at least do so in a place everything will end up hurting us." a dragon said from the ground.
"Tomoki, that goes for you too! Honestly you two, what is the matter with you?" a pale ghost said, looking quite scared for being a ghost.
Jenrya looked up to see a female Aquila in the air, directing the tornado to hit some more houses. It changed direction as it almost collided going after some Chimera. Suddenly a mixture of lightning and light struck, and the wind died.
"Knock it off... Izumi, I don't care and will never care why you are attacking others for, but stop this before I decide to kill you instead. Honestly, a mad Aquila is not what we need!"
Jenrya flinched. This guy seemed to be a vampire.. Next to him stood a Raiki. What were they? No normal group of creatures, that was for sure. He had never seen a Raiki, an Aquila, a MistHimi, a Ghost, a Vampire and a Dragon behave so disciplined towards each other, normally a Dragon would try to rip a Vampire's throat and MistHimis blow Aquilas to the other side of the world. Well, he had seen a werewolf and a dragon be together as a couple and he was officially the boyfriend to a Shapeshifter, but this had to be a joke, right?
He looked back to make sure Shuiichon was yet with him, the girl would often run away and to his horror she seemed to have decided upon one of her little jokes again. He looked back to the strange group, only to find her running towards them, laughing. He froze feeling petrified. His little Shuiichon could be in serious danger.
He hurried to get over there, to defend his sister no matter what. But halfway he stopped feeling even more confused. The fight between the creatures ceased at once as the young little fox approached them, laughing lightly.
The Aquila Izumi flew down to her, a staring contest developing between them. Suddenly she smiled and hugged the little creature.
"She's so cute!" she said chirping. The other five creatures approached the small girl, examining her.
"Strange, what could a small fox like her be doing all over this place?" the ghost said, his hand running through her. Shuiichon laughed and made an attempt to grab it. Kouichi flinched and for a moment his body was solid enough for her to dig her little teeth into it, a sort of hello from the foxes.
"Yikes, she's got sharp teeth!" he said.
"Kouichi, you are a ghost! How can you possibly feel teeth being dead?" the dragon corrected folding his arms under his chest.
The ghost looked pretty annoyed when he raised his hand to show teeth marks on it. "I meant to say sharp magical teeth, she could bite through my plasma!" he corrected. The vampire, who appeared to have some similarities with the ghost, grabbed the hand and examined it. "Seems you are right, those are teeth marks." The vampire ran his hand over the mark, and it disappeared. "Either she is quite powerful or just royal."
"Royal?" the dragon asked.
"Power isn't the only way to gain power here Takuya. Royal blood can be just as effective and as Kitsunes are Light creature, just like Kouji, they can more easily penetrate a Dark creature like Kouji." The small MistHimi said. The others nodded while the dragon Takuya shook his head. But yet, it made some sense.
Jenrya once again hurried his steps, yet not running. He held his hands secretly on a knife in the sleeve of his green tunic, which was embroidered with a huge orange Chinese dragon.
Shuiichon looked up and laughed before running back to her brother. He hugged her, relieved that she was unhurt. The violet haired little girl laughed showing him her cute little fangs.
"Look, there is another fox!" The small MistHimi pointed out. Jenrya suddenly froze, feeling alert yet again. Shuiichon backed behind her brother, feeling his tenseness. Jenrya slid out the knife he had hidden, not caring really at whom he pointed it, but he didn't like this feeling. Something felt out of control. And for foxes like him, he needed to know exactly what was happening, or he did not trust it.
A small lamp flickered above them. The Chimera sat by the bar, cleaning some glasses with a dirty towel. Kouji returned with some drinks; mineral water for Izumi, ice slush for Tomoki, some mixed thorn-juice for Junpei (which looked like it would get stuck in your throat if you dared to drink it), wine for his brother, green tea for Takuya and a glass of A blood for himself.
He also had brought their new friends drinks, for some odd reason foxes fancied pure syrup... yes, it sounds yucky but they liked the sweet taste. The small girl grabbed her glass at once, starting to drink small gulps. Kouji sat back down, scratching a new scar on his neck.
Their first meeting with the clan leader didn't turn out to be so friendly. Jenrya was a skilled fighter even if he truly did dislike it. Kouji had been unlucky to get hit, only to protect Takuya from getting the knife through his back, a scar on the neck was really nothing compared to what could have happened. Izumi had escaped hiding in some clouds, calling forth storms from there. Only problem she had was that storms are quite unpredictable and truly hard to control.
Junpei had received a knife on his knee, yet it didn't do much damage. It simply got stuck half an inch into the rock skin, not doing any harm at all. Tomoki was the one who managed to end the fight, freezing the ground underneath the foxes feet. Kouichi stole the knives Jenrya used, knives didn't hurt him. The ghost had received a few more bites and had later been cured by his brother.
It had taken a few moments to calm the stressed creature, and even more minutes to convince him into a peaceful chat. The village was close to deserted, most creatures had fled with the storms earlier. And slowly the pieces of information had attached themselves to Jenrya's mind and he could understand what was going on. And he felt quite guilty for attacking them. Shuiichon sat on his lap, fast asleep. The Kitsune looked down at her, his mouth brining out a pure loving smile.
"She's so cute, how old is she?" Izumi asked, her hand caressing the little girl's cheek.
"Just six, and too young really to see battles." Jenrya said with a sigh, hugging her. Shuiichon said something in her sleep, which made him smile even wider. The little girl grabbed her brother's hair with one hand while her mouth opened. Jenrya poked her nose with his finger, and she immediately attacked it.
"She's wild, that one!" Kouichi pointed out. The ghost did not appreciate Kitsunes of the simply reason that they could hurt him in some significant ways.
Kouji satisfied his hunger while as the others exchanged words with the newcomers .His mind kept thinking the same. "What were foxes doing here? Was there any problems, unknown problems or was this just a warning of more obstacles?
Takuya looked over at the vampire, who seemed to be buried in thoughts. Without warning he placed his hand on top of Kouji's. The vampire looked up and smiled.
Jenrya fixed his eyes upon the lovesick pair. He had once heard about the Dragon Lord of the Valley being together with a werewolf, but this seemed to be ridiculous. Of all things vampires usually bragged about their pure race, and now this.
The afternoon continued and as the hours grew longer Jenrya told them about his situation. That his clan was hiding with the elves, that they were fleeing from the terrors that had appeared all over Nemorisa. He was highly surprised to hear how they had beaten and defeated one of them, the Spider himself. The sun soon set and as the time went more people went sleepy. Tomoki had curled up in his chair, feet dangling down. Junpei was yawning and Takuya's head kept dropping to Kouji's shoulder.
"Looks like we won't get anything more done here, really. Best for you guys to turn in, we'll talk more tomorrow." Kouichi said. The others, who had not fallen asleep yet, nodded and rose from their seats. Jenrya still sat, hugging his sister. Kouichi floated over to him, putting his hand on his shoulder.
"Get some sleep. I'll stay guarding the corridors anyway. Well, since I am dead without sleep for quite the years."
Jenrya nodded and took his sister in his arms, walking of to their room. Kouichi followed, like always floating some inches above the ground.
Sleep has always been an important fact in all history and everywhere. Yes, a few creatures don't need sleep but they are rare. Ghost, phantoms and poltergeists are the only known creatures who has mastered sleeping, mainly since they are dead and just plasma.
Being a ghost Kouichi could have forgotten the importance of sleeping, yet since he lived with his brother, who as a vampire needed rest like most creatures (Kouji's soul still possessed a real body), the ghost still remembered the days when they had been young, sharing the same bed. He cherished those happy memories, it was one of the few things he had left from his days as a vampire. Memories. Like when they had been four, being taught by their grandmother how to fly and Kouji had dropped down from the pole he was supposed to start from. How it had been his brother that had driven and supported him to continue.
He was already missing pieces of the old time, when it had been just the two of them. Him, getting into trouble all the time and Kouji fighting to save his neck. But now, what did he need savings for? Not much... he was a ghost, yet still stupid from time to time. Yes, he missed his brother who these days shared love for more people then just him. After that he and Takuya had gotten together he couldn't help feeling lonely from time to time. The bend the twins shared was not as complete as it used to, and yet it would never truly break. He was happy for them, happy that Kouji had found the peace he so rightfully deserved and was allowed to start his own journeys. Not dragging his "dead" brother after him. Kouichi chuckled as he started to sing. He sang sometimes when it was too quiet around him, and unlike the main ghost-lyrics you could hear in creepy dungeons, sounding so sad, this was different. It wasn't happy, no ghost was actually happy for being dead. It was more a small light of hope, a legend among the ghosts. That one day, when they would not be needed, that there would be light for them as well.
(A/N: I know bans lyrics and songs, but the lyric below is my own and the only copyright that would exist belongs to me, if it must belong somewhere. And, there is no music written, so if you wonder this was just made to fit the story.)
1:
Shadows behind, covered in darkness
My heart will fly, on broken dreams
A light forms, in blue deep skies
A hope lights, within deep streams
I'm alone, in the forest
Creatures I forever fears
Looks at me, I'm feeling naked
To the unknown haunted tears
Chorus:
Please, light my heart
Please, light my hopes
Please light the darkness
Of the unknown
Forever we try, to remain hidden
From the darkness we all fear
The death we believe that could take us
Our immortal souls liberty hear
2:
My soul cries for freedom
To a world we all will find
Not the dead and cold nights
Light to calm us, so be kind
The star gazes down from heaven
A justice to the light we say
A lantern waddling across the haven
Giving light to the way.
Chorus:
Please, light my heart
Please, light my hopes
Please light the darkness
Of the unknown
Forever we try, to remain hidden
From the darkness we all fear
The death we believe that could take us
Our immortal souls liberty hear
Repeat
Unaware, a door suddenly opened and once he had finished the song he could hear someone approaching. A dark staff appeared in his hand, in case but once he turned around he saw it was just the little girl Jenrya had brought with him. Shuiichon. The girl looked at him, her eyes reflecting a deep wondering. She said something, but in the language she had been taught in, not the common language everyone else spoke in. It sounded like small barks, howls and yaps. Pretty cute!
They sat in front of each other, having a silent conversation without words. Shuiichon was curious, she had never seen a ghost before and Kouichi was curious as well. He had never met the daughter of the Kitsune Clan.
The sun slowly rose, and when Jenrya woke up he received a shock. His Shuiichon was gone from her bed. Not caring about dressing properly, he ran out in the corridor simply in his trousers, only to find, in his relief, that Shuiichon had fallen asleep in a corner, which Kouichi kept a close watch over to make sure that the little life would receive no harm at all, and just sweet dreams.
TBC
Woah... not too bad eh? Sorry, I am ending it here. I seriously wanted to ad more, like the meeting with elves (probably next chapter, spoiler!), yet with that there would be more action and with that part this fight would seem like nothing. So, sorry everyone, stopping here for today. Anyway, hope you enjoyed reading. Review replies are on their way, so no fuss... I am working on it!
Oh, and continue reviewing! Your opinions are the best! It is your reviews that helps me write, yet you hardly know what I mean probably.
Oh well, bye! See you next time, sooner then ever. It is holiday! (walks away, cheering)
Shitza