told you it wasn't dead ;) :) i finally found out how i wanted this part to go. i just hope its satisfactory.
Disclaimer: dont own them. i do own anarhria
Onward and away
Chapter 27 (still in the past!!!)
As they neared the small house, tiny heads popped into the window. Many of the tiny faces wore the look of shock that usually blooms when something unknown is seen. It wasn't long before Manias came out of the barn leading a tan colored mare with a whitish-yellow mane. He stood, glaring down his gray beard at the two slowly approaching him on horse back.
Suddenly, Nightingale nickered and sped up making both of Manias's eyebrows shoot up to his hair line. He dropped the reins of the tan colored mare and stood with his hands at his sides. It wasn't until Nightingale came to a stop, with Duo's bleak gray colored mare moving slowly forward, that Manias finally walked up to Nightingale and looked up at his Daughter.
"Anarhria…?" he asked, whispering almost as he took in his daughter's garb, the saddle she rode in, as well as the man she rode in with.
"Yes, Father?"
"How…?"
"Father, I'd like you to meet Signor Duelias Maxwellius. He helped me."
Manias turned to look at Duo who sat calmly upon his horse watching Father and daughter talk, before he turned his attention back to his eldest daughter. He looked at the Queen-like visage before him. Where had his daughter gone? She left him the night before to get away from Claudius and now she was back with another strange man and now she was dressed much like a queen would dress.
"My Daughter, you've come back to me with the riches of the world on your back. Did Signor Maxwellius-"
"Duo." interrupted Duo.
"-help you to become like this?" He turned to Duo, "who are you?"
"My name is Duelias Maxwellius. I am the God of Death. In the short time that I've known your daughter, I've become quite smitten with her. She's quite beautiful under the dirt and grime."
"My daughter has always been favored for being a beautiful girl whether it be in dirt and grime or not. So, you are the God of Death? " Manias wanted to know why the God of Death was pursuing his daughter. Her daughter wasn't going to die. Not if he had anything to say about it.
From off in the distance a voice, female, carried through the late morning air. "Yes, he is the God of Death. And what brings you into my daughter's life?" Desdeluna stepped out of the darkness managing even in sunlight to stay in darkness. She watched her Daughter closely, sensing a sort of energy buzz coming from her. "She's definitely my daughter. She's a Goddess."
"Mother-" Anarhria was taking in too much from the last few days. She'd found out that she was part goddess, supposed to get married to a man she'd never met, and she'd run away and met the supposed God of Death. That was the only explanation for the reason why the Innkeeper had just fallen dead pretty much. "How can you be so sure that I am a Goddess like yourself?"
"My dearest daughter, look around you. You are in the richest clothing a mortal can wear in the presence of one of the strongest gods. My daughter, he wouldn't have come to you if you weren't a Goddess." Desdeluna smiled up at her daughter who was still sitting in her saddle.
Manias looked worried. The only thought running through his head as he looked from Desdeluna to Anarhria to the God of Death and back to Desdeluna was that his daughter was being auctioned off to die a million deaths with the this God of Death.
Desdeluna looked over at Manias with a shocked look on her face, "Manias, have just a little subtlety in your thoughts. Both myself and my lord Death can hear you clear as daylight. And no, he will not auction our daughter off to die a million deaths. He will grant her and teach her the ways to live a million lives. He will help her to find immortality, to harness it. She will become as a queen among all the Gods, dabbling with Jupiter himself. Venus will grant her the wonderful gift of love. Manias, do not look on my Lord Death as an ending, but as that of a beginning. Manias, this is a far better match then that brute Claudius and his abusive ways."
"She will be treated as a Queen by myself. Do not be afraid for your daughter. I will take good care of her." Duo was still sitting on his horse. He was watching the three of them with hooded eyes, his black hooded cape still ion the stagnant winter wind.
Suddenly, a very familiar beige colored mare came clip clopping from the distance. The rider was an extremely red-faced Claudius and when he saw the very regal looking Anarhria sitting on top of her horse, his face became that much redder.
He clip clopped right up to Manias, got off his horse and stood looking down his beady little nose at Anarhria's father. "I thought-that you said-she ran away!!!"
Manias, who now had the right of turning down this mans offer in marriage in order to seek upon the much more grand marriage the Lord Death had offered, looked up at Claudius with as much fervent hatred he could muster. "she did and she returned because it was her right to. We are her family and you are not."
"I am her husband!!! I own her now!!!"
"Signor, you own nothing of me until my father properly give me away. Until that day, my father is the only man I must listen to with all my heart. You have no right to claim me." Anarhria was becoming steadily more angry as she sat upon her horse, clutching the reins in her gloved hands ever more tightly with each hated thought of her almost-husband-to-be running through her mind. Nobody had seen him, But at some point, Duo had dismounted his horse and made his way over to Nightingale. He grasped Anarhria's waist, and gently helped her off the horse, silently loosening her death grip on the reins and pushing back her mantle so as to show off her dress.
Claudius's eyes burned with rage. "DO NOT TOUCH HER!!!! SHE IS MINE!!!!" He walked over to Duo and proceeded to forcibly remove his hand from Anarhria's shoulder.
Desdeluna gasped and shuddered as Duo turned slowly toward Claudius and locked eyes with the blue eyed man. His violet eyes had taken on the color of a particularly bad thunder storm, a dark nearly black purple. His eyes flashed darkness and Claudius's face twitched horribly.
"It'd be much to your better judgment if you would kindly keep your hands….to yourself, Claudius. You might just find yourself precariously hanging from your bedposts at some point during the night tonight if you don't keep your hands to yourself."
Claudius was quiet for a few moments, "How exactly do you know my name?" His face had gone just a tad pale as Duo had finished his guarded threat.
Duo silently regarded Claudius for a few minutes before smiling sinisterly at the blonde haired man. He took a step toward Claudius who responded by taking a step away from the approaching man. " I believe you should be more inclined to wonder how I could get into your house and strangle with your own bed sheets then wondering how I know your name. Your name is a small matter, Claudius."
Claudius, who had now almost stepped on Manias, was ashen white. Desdeluna was quiet in the silence that followed as was Manias. The children crowding him were clutching him with small hands. Anarhria was neutral with the entire exchange.
"Oh, and Claudius, please do keep your hands off of Anarhria." duo finished off by saying even as Claudius jumped onto his horse and forced the beige mare to gallop away from the farm throwing one fevered glance back at the strange group and praying for his life.
-end 4 now-
Comment. plz. i know its ben awile since i wrote...ive ben busy. and as i mentioned in stowaway, my comp had broken down and as id ben writing in stowaway, i had no idea how to continue this...comment, and tell me how this part was.