Wolf: And you all were probably thinking I died! Ha! (grins) Well I ain't dead! Muahahahahahaha! But I almost did die from the horrible torture of homework and finals in my first year of high school. (shudders) Freshman year. Ugh. But hey I'm alive! And here finally with an update! Yay!

DM: …………………I really was hoping you had died.

Wolf: What did you say!

DM: …………….nothing.

LM: She was saying she missed you!

Wolf: …………………….yeah whatever.

Disclaimer: I don't own Baten Kaitos or its characters or the idea of the spirit, just the personality. I only own my characters.

Through My Eyes

Chapter 5 Ice Cold

She swallowed. Tears streamed down her face. She swallowed again, feeling the cold lump travel down her throat, constricting it, suffocating it. Her eyes stared hollowly, tears marring her vision as she gazed at the image in horror and disbelief. She swallowed once again, not able to believe the sight before her. Her body swayed, her eyes widening as the image started to squeeze past her hazy fog of disbelief. She stumbled forward, one hang lifting in the air. She reached forward, grazing her fingers against soft white hair, tracing the edges of a smooth face, stroking silky porcelain skin, and then smoothing her hand across tightly closed eyes. She croaked, voice broken and raspy, "Wake up. Please wake up. Don't leave me like this. Come on wake up! I said wake up! Open your eyes! Please open your eyes! Don't leave me! Don't leave me all alone! DON'T LEAVE ME! WAKE UP! WAKE UUUUUUUPPPPPPPP!"

She sobbed, heart cracking bit by bit as she threw herself on the cold figure, curling around her and sobbing. She pressed her cheek against an icy cold one, shuddering. Cold, so cold. She was ice cold, body warmth gone after staying so long out in the rain. It drained on both of them, soaking their robes and chilling them both to their very cores. But it was only her that could feel it. She was the only one that could feel it now. Only her, all by herself, all alone. She sobbed, grasping at the icy figure and squeezing her hand. She reached up to stroke her cheek against, whispering, voice soft and wistful, "Wake up. Please wake up. Please. It's so cold here without you. Wake up. Open your eyes, for me? Please wake up. I don't want to be alone. Please."

The rain kept pouring, hard and cold like the pelting of harsh snow, fall after fall of ice as it washed along the hardened surface of gray, cracked land. Clouds covered the sky in an endless abyss of bleak gray, never parting to let a speck of light pass. The night was dull and the rain darkening as it drenched them both. She lifted her head and stared at the dreary sky, eyes hollow and pained. Her tears dribbled down her chin as she mouth silent words, staring at the rain that continued to taunt her, poke at her, sneer at her, provoke her. She gazed at the bare sky in agony before laying down again, curling around the cold form. Her cerulean eyes stared at her, broken and lost. Her gold hair lay matted to her back, lost of any shine it had once had. All she could do was trace her fingers along that smooth pale face. And all the white, the rain kept falling, falling like her tears of anguish, falling like the pieces of a broken heart.

Now Savyna thought she was a very patient woman. Usually patient and calm woman. She thought she was rather level-headed, never jumping into the nick of things like Kalas or over-stressing like Lyude. She thought she was able to take annoying things to an extent and not let them bother her. She thought she had a rather cool head and tolerance to many things that most people wouldn't be able to deal with.

She was wrong.

Her dark amethyst eyes bore into oak doors to the side of her with an intensity she usually only saved for the battlefield. Her teeth gritted and ground together as her jaw tensed and tightened, making her a bit uncomfortable. Her arms crossed against her chest and her fingers clawed and dug into her skin, nails sometimes piercing the flesh and creating small welts. Her nostrils flared like the muzzle of an angry wild stallion ready to charge. Her legs crossed and uncrossed, sometimes tapping impatiently against the smooth floor. One of her hands released its relentless hold on her arm and rested on the armrest of her chair, long fingers tapping down on the object. Her ears rang in annoyance as the clock above ticked and ticked, eyes widening and narrowing at the insistent noise as she heaved in anger. Her amethyst orbs looked up briefly at the offending clock before flicking to the large double doors. She sighed and ran a hand through her dark hair. She hated meetings. Well, she hated when she had to sit in the hall and wait for it to end.

The sudden scraping of wood made her look up and she almost smiled as the doors opened and the officers padded out. Almost. She rose to her feet and flicked her eyes from each man, sometimes woman, in turn until she found the one she was looking for. Her dark orbs trailed a bit on the young man's bright red hair and she met his ruby eyes. He smiled at her and turned to strode over to him. Just before he reached her, Savyna tensed. She whirled her head around and narrowed her amethyst eyes.

Icy eyes gazed right into her own dark orbs, filled with a chilling coldness that not even Lady Death herself possessed. For a moment, she gasped, caught into those pale blue orbs filled with loathing and universal anger. She blinked, breaking the freezing chain between her and those eyes. The cold orbs turned away and she stared as the man walked away, raising an eyebrow at his short silver hair.

"Savyna?"

Savyna jerked in surprise and turned to the red-haired man. She coughed and said, "Ah Lyude! Sorry. So how was the meeting? Anything interesting?"

Lyude smiled gently at her and gestured for her to walk with him. She took up stride beside him as the two former soldiers padded along Alfard's rebuilding castle, quietly discussing what had transpired in the meeting for Alfard's reconstruction and any ties about the new world since the return of the Ocean. As they walked, Savyna couldn't help notice a slight wary spark in Lyude's otherwise gentle ruby eyes. She paused and said, "Is something the matter? Did anything happen?"

Lyude stopped as well and looked around before sighing and saying, "Well nothing of great importance than Alfard's construction."

Savyna narrowed her eyes and leaned forward a bit, tone slightly accusatory, "Then why do you look so…..troubled?"

Lyude shuffled nervously a bit before continuing, "It's really nothing. Just a slight disturbance between myself and one of the officers."

Savyna shrugged and the two continued their walk. Still, she couldn't help a small prickling at the back of her man that the 'slight disturbance' had involved that man with the icy eyes. She wondered what ranking officer he had been during Geldoblame's reign. Had he been a general? A lieutenant? A soldier? Or had he not been one of Geldoblame's officers at all, merely just someone who had recently signed up in Alfard and wished t bring the city back to greatness. She highly doubted that.

"It's been a long time hasn't it?"

"Yes. A very long time. How many years? One hundred? Two hundred?"

A soft chuckle.

"You always were the one to joke around. So, is this the one?"

"Yes. This is the one. Pretty little thing isn't she?"

"Very. Both pretty and small. To think, it was this little creature that brought back the mighty Ocean."

"Yes. Shame she's going to have to go through all that again."

"Nazaga…….what are you going to do?"

"What I did all those years again Freya."

"You do realize that it'll be harder right? What with the Dark Lord rising and those evil spirits plaguing her."

"I never was one to give up easily."

"…….No. No you never were. Be careful."

"I will."

Wolf: (grinning) That probably confused all of you huh!

DM: ……..

LM: (smiling)

DM: ...

Wolf: ;) Yup. Well leave a review and sorry for the agonizingly long wait:)