Okay, my longest chapter yet! And I really had fun writing this, because I got to introduce four new OCs! I only meant to introduce one, and I had no idea that the other three were going to even exist until they found their way onto the screen, but I'm really happy that I have them, and they've given me many great ideas!
*Disclaimer
I basically own everything in his chapter except for Sora, Kairi, Riku (who is ambiguously mentioned) and a certain evil Disney character........
Enjoy!
Reunions
Fawn stepped out of the dark portal, or rather, stumbled out of the portal, falling to her knees. Immediately, a fierce growling filled the air, and Fawn leapt to her feet, then cursed under her breath. The Moon Princess had meant to open a portal back to her room, but instead, she now found herself in the courtyard of Lacio Della Luna, surrounded by about a score of Lupisomra, all staring at her with hackles raised and teeth bared. Composing herself, Fawn glared at the wolves, her golden eyes burning. "What are you looking at?!" she spat. "Your Sa-Lua may come and go as she pleases! Return to your posts!" All the wolves started in surprise, and then bowed simultaneously before drifting back to their various stations throughout the courtyard. Just then, Kiki slipped through the portal, along with ten shadows that glided along the ground to rest beside Fawn.
"My Lady," said Kiki as she approached her princess with her head bowed. Fawn didn't acknowledge her Guardian's presence, turning around to stalk back towards the castle, the ten shadows gliding after her. Kiki stared after her princess, and then followed her dutifully, with a barely audible sigh.
Fawn glided up the steps, or rather, stomped up the steps, her anger coming out in everything she did. As she ascended the stairs towards the upper chambers, she banged her hand against the wall, kicking each step and muttering curses all the way. Her Shadow wolves glided fearlessly behind her, mere moving, dark splotches on the steps that followed their Mistress. Kiki walked far behind, her tail between her legs as she padded slowly after her Princess. The slim gray wolf was afraid. Not of the Sa-Lua, but for her. Fawn had always worked hard, constantly trying to please her parents and gain their approval, as well as trying to prove her worth to her twin brother. The young girl had always been put down, constantly being reprimanded and compared to Myris. It took its toll on her, and Fawn had a tendency to take failures hard. She had finally found a way to prove herself, to save Della Luna, and she had failed. It was likely that this wasn't the end, and that Fawn would try again, but for now, the Princess would be greatly angered, and greatly saddened by her failure. She might even...
Kiki closed her dark brown eyes, and shook her head to blot out the memory.
How was she supposed to protect the Princess from herself?
Fawn yanked open the door to her bedroom and stalked inside.
Then she screamed.
Immediately, her shadow wolves rose up from the ground and took their places around her, while Kiki was at her side in flash, on her hind legs and in all her Lupisomra glory. The wolf's eyes widened as she took in the figure before her.
It was a boy, the same age as Fawn, but shorter and of slighter build. He had black hair that spiked in the back and fell in a large chunk over his face, completely obscuring one of his cunning, violet eyes. It was streaked with white, one large stripe travelling down the chunk at the front and the spikes at the back tipped with a silvery white, ivory streaks travelling down the wayward strands that fell around his face. He was wearing dark gray pants that ended just before his ankles, and a light brown shirt, both in frayed condition. He also had on a billowing black cloak, which had a large, bunched up section at the front that covered half his face from view (kind of like Auron's face mask thing, but without the belt thingies, and attached to the cloak). He had bandages wrapped around both his arms, extending only to the elbow on his left arm, but travelling all the way up into his shirt sleeve on the right.
Myris of the Reale Lialaluna, Pe-Lua of Della Luna, and twin brother of Fawn, older by six hours, stood in the center of Fawn's room, arms folded and his one visible eye glinting with cunning and menace.
Fawn composed herself and clenched her fists and teeth, her eyes narrowed into little slits.
"Myris," she hissed, her whole body shaking with rage and a whole cartload of other emotions. Kiki growled menacingly, while sliding her eyes across to her Mistress.
This is...last thing she needs. Thought the Lupisomra darkly. What will this do to her? Nothing good.
"Hello little sister," said Myris in a silky, dark voice, pushing the front of his cloak down so that the lower half of his face was visible. "It's been awhile."
Fawn took a threatening step forward. "I'm not your bloody little sister! We're twins damn it! You're not that much older!" she screeched. Fawn then realized how childish she was being, already, and stamped her foot in frustration, tears already forming in her eyes. Myris watched the display of his sister's weakness with mild amusement, though most of his attention was diverted to the large and impressive Shadow Wolves surrounding the girl.
"My, my, my, you have been busy! Got yourself a few pets I see," teased Myris. "Although...," the dark Prince frowned, glaring at the wolves with scrutiny. "...they seem to be a little bit off center...,"
Oh shit. Though Kiki, casting a worried glance at her Mistress in the silence that followed Myris's comment. Now he's done it....
Fawn took a step toward her brother, all previous weakness gone. "What. Did. You. Say?" she growled, one golden eye twitching. Myris leaned closer to one of the wolves, ignoring its menacing growls. "Just look at it! On ear is much bigger than the other and the paws are all disproportionate! And what's with that black smoke! Way more smoke is rolling off the left side then the right side! What kind of Shadow Wolf is that? If you're gonna do something, make sure you-," Myris got no further as Fawn's fist slammed into his face, sending him flying backwards.
"God! What is with you! You're so freakin' OCD! Everything's gotta be perfect with you! It's an illness, you know that? Your freakin' Obsessive Compulsive Disorder is a bloody illness! You're insane! Unstable! Mental! A crack pot! You beat me up when we were fourteen because my boobs were disproportionate! And you drowned my hawk because it had a red feather on its left side and not its right! You freakin' nut job!" screamed Fawn, walking over to her brother and kicking him with each outraged comment. Kiki slowly lowered back into her Wolf form and went to sit in the corner with a sigh, sensing World War III was about to erupt.
Myris rolled away from his sister and jumped to his feet, spitting blood out of his mouth. He smirked, wiping blood off his face.
"Are you still sore about that stupid hawk? It was an aberration Fawn, completely off center in every way. One wing was shorter than the other, it had only half a talon on one foot, one eye had a squint...." said Myris, shuddering at the memory. "It was....horrible. I couldn't sleep at night knowing that it was in the castle. As for your breasts..." Myris peered closer at Fawn's chest, the Princess scowling before slapping her brother harshly. "You perv! Don't even think of starting that argument again," growled Fawn. Myris rubbed his stinging cheek, than smirked, flipping his large bangs away from his face, only to have them fall back into place.
"What can I say? It's not my fault your right boob is way to big...you should consider getting that fixed-," this time, Myris dodged Fawn's fist, grinning at the outraged look on his sister's face. Fawn whirled around to face her brother, her face purple with rage. "Ooh, you piss me off so much! And the worst part is, you're such a bloody hypocrite!" she screeched. Myris raised an eyebrow questioningly. "A hypocrite? I don't think so. My clothes are perfectly even, four threads have unravelled on the right leg of my pants, and four have unravelled on the left. My shirt has one spot of dirt on the right sleeve and one on the left. My cloak is perfectly centered; I am proportionate in every way!" exclaimed the Moon Prince proudly. "I work so hard to make sure I am perfectly proportionate; I even have two weapons, perfectly alike in every way!" Myris reached into his cloak and pulled out two guns, holding them upside down with his pinkies on the triggers. The guns were dark gray, with tendrils of black wrapping around them. They each had two barrels, the top one with a large, harpoon like stick jutting out of it. The handles of the guns were wrapped in what appeared to be thick black leather.
Myris looked at his weapons fondly. "Pretty aren't they? I had them made for me when...," Myris trailed off, his eyes glittering evilly. "Well, you can guess when. But the fact remains, I am completely symmetrical! Perfectly proportionate! Perfect in every way! While you..." Myris glared once more at his sister's chest, sheathing his guns within his cloak, "...are not."
This time it was Fawn's turn to smirk. "Is that so? Well then, what about your bandages?" she said, looking at Myris's arms. Myris frowned and looked at the strips of cloth wrapped around his arms, noticing that it extended further on the right arm then it did the left. Panic entered the teenager's eyes. "Uh....,"
"And your hair! You only have giant floppy emo bangs on one side, not the other," teased Fawn, her eyes sparkling cruelly. Myris's one visible eye twitched and he clenched his fists.
"That's right...you think you're funny, you psychotic bitch, but guess what? I'm gonna be the one who has the last laugh!" he snarled. "You may have guessed, but I am no longer a Moon Warrior; I have joined with the Night Order, and risen in their ranks to become one of their most exalted officers." Fawn said nothing, just clenched her teeth at the confirmation of her brother's betrayal. Myris continued. "What's more, sister dearest, is that because of some ties and loyalties that I still have with those in Della Luna, in this very castle, I know exactly what you and you're stupid Moon Warriors are planning. How do you think we trapped your stupid Beta and Gamma packs so easily? Not all of your Warriors are as loyal to you as you would like to believe," sneered Myris. "The fact is Fawn....." the Moon Prince smiled sinisterly.
"We're going to get the Keybearer first."
With that, Myris opened a portal of darkness and disappeared with an extremely psychotic laugh, leaving behind a stunned Fawn and Kiki.
"NO!" cried Fawn, running at the spot where her brother had stood, falling to her knees and pounding the ground in anger. "Shit, no! He's mine! Mine, mine, mine! Sora's MINE! Dammit, he's mine! Why does he have to take everything? Everything! Everything I've ever had, everything I've ever wanted...he just takes it...," sobbed Fawn, her whole body shaking. Kiki watched her Mistress sadly, realizing that the 'he' Fawn was referring to was no longer Sora.
Fawn ground her teeth together, her eyes narrowed through the tears. "I won't let him. I won't let him take this from me! I won't let him stop me from saving Del Perso! I will have Sora. He will be mine, and there's nothing that hypocritical asshat of a brother can do about it!" vowed the Princess, rising to her feet with new purpose.
Kiki watched with interest as Fawn marched over to her desk and began to flip through the black book. Finally, the teen stopped on a well-worn page, with a drawing of a large black dragon contained within what appeared to be the body of a witch. There were a few words above and below the picture, which Fawn quickly read before taking a deep breath and spreading her hands wide, palms facing upward.
"Te liamo," she began, her palms glowing a sinister black colour, "Oscura Strega, kaaran partito. Weken, ven en mio aiuto! (1)"
A dark smoke began to swirl around the princess, swirling faster and faster until it began to take form beside the girl, turning into a large form swathed in dark clothing. Fawn lowered her hands as the form took on a more solid shape, though it was still transparent. She looked at the form through narrowed eyes, her arms folded across her chest. "Hello," she growled, "Maleficent."
Maleficent turned to look at the girl, contempt clear in her eyes. "Ah, yes. Princess Fawn. You have summoned me again. For what reason? I told you all you need to know to get the heart of you world; what else do you want from me? Unless of course," the witch smiled cruelly, "you failed."
Fawn narrowed her eyes, but, for once, didn't rise to the bait. "At our last meeting, you told me that Sora, the Keyblade Master, would be able to find the heart of this world and unlock it. You also told me that I wouldn't be able to force him to do it, that he would have to do it willingly," she recalled. Maleficent nodded. "Yes. The boy's heart is his strongest weapon. It's impossible to force him to do anything he doesn't want to. Your only chance is to win him over," she said, scowling at some past memory. Fawn nodded. "Yes, and I tried too. It seemed to be working...but there was something...something was stopping me...something got in the way!" screeched Fawn in anger. "Something was blocking the Keybearer's heart from me, something was protecting his mind. Something you didn't tell me about," she growled. Maleficent raised an eyebrow in amusement.
"Is that so? Well, I don't-," a though suddenly struck the witch, and an amused smirk graced her face. "What?!" demanded Fawn. Maleficent regarded the teenager with contempt once more and laughed.
"Oh, nothing. I just know what –or rather, who- is protecting the Keybrat's mind." This time, Fawn raised an eyebrow, putting her hands on her hips impatiently.
Maleficent smiled. "Fawn, are you familiar with the concept of Heartless and Nobodies?" she said. Fawn rolled her eyes, tapping her foot edgily. "Pretty much. A Heartless is created when someone's heart falls into darkness, and if the person was strong-hearted, then a Nobody is created out of the empty shell," recited the Princess. Maleficent nodded. "That's right. Well here's something I bet you didn't know; Sora once turned into a Heartless."
Fawn jerked her head upwards, her eyes wide in disbelief. Even Kiki, sitting silently in the corner, let out a little gasp at this.
"Sora? Are you serious? I was only around the kid for a couple of minutes, but he was as pure and bright as a sunny day...darkness is not his forte," said Fawn, shaking her head in disbelief. Maleficent smiled again. "Yes, that's true, but Sora plunged his own heart into darkness to save his little Princess; that Kairi brat."
Fawn flinched at the mention of Sora's 'little princess', then chided herself for caring. Why should she care about Kairi? Sora was going to be hers soon anyways. If Maleficent ever got to the point.
The Witch continued. "Of course, it's quite obvious that Sora's an extremely strong-hearted person, so a Nobody was created when he did this; Roxas."
Fawn's eyes narrowed in confusion. Roxas? Who was that?
Maleficent sighed. "Of course, it was too much to ask that the Keybrat would stay a Heartless. Oh no, his little Princess brought his heart back into the light! So, now, for the first time ever. A Nobody existed at the same time as its other. As you can guess, that threw both Sora and Roxas for a loop, and in the end, Roxas returned his existence to Sora," said the witch.
Fawn blew out a sigh, not understanding what Maleficent was getting at.
"That's great. Whoop-de-doo for Roxas. What does any of this have to do with what was blocking Sora from me?" she said impatiently. Maleficent narrowed her eyes. "Would you shut up and listen? Stupid, insolent girl. Just because Roxas rejoined Sora doesn't me that he's disappeared! It's his presence that is blocking Sora from you. It's his voice that is most likely stopping Sora from trusting you completely. Your charm won't work on Roxas, because officially, he doesn't exist. If you want to get to Sora, you need to get rid of his Nobody," said the dark witch. Fawn's eyes widened, and then narrowed again as she considered Maleficent's words. The Dark Princess nodded.
"Very well, I understand. Thank you Maleficent," she said with a nod, before once again raising her hands.
"Walnium jums, Oscura Strega! I release you, Dark Witch!"
A flurry of darkness surrounded Maleficent, and the witch's form began to dissolve and evaporate into the darkness. The darkness swirled faster and faster, diminishing in size as it did, until it had disappeared completely.
Kiki slunk out of the corner she had retreated too when Myris and Fawn had begun their heated argument, moving to stand beside her Princess.
"My Sa-Lua," began the Lupisomra hesitantly, "What now?" Fawn pursed her lips, deep in thought. "Well, we can't let the Night Order get their stinking paws on Sora. And, more importantly, we can't let Myris beat me. So we'll have to make a move soon. I think I'll take a walk in Sora's dreams, make sure he's still loyal to me, in case that hypocritical asshat shows up on Destiny Islands. In fact...." Fawn smiled sinisterly, her eyes brightening as she was struck by an idea. "I think I'll let that OCDing little freak get there first!" Kiki looked at her Mistress, eyes wide in alarm. "My Lady?" she said worriedly. Fawn laughed. "Don't worry, Kiki darling, I'm not losing my mind. In fact, I think I may have come up with the best idea I've had in years!" exclaimed the Moon Princess. Kiki narrowed her eyes confused. Fawn smiled down at the slim gray wolf.
"Oh, Kiki. Myris can kiss my ass."
Myris stepped out of the dark portal; still seething inwardly at his sister's biting comments. The portal had opened up near the entrance of a large cave. The cave was filled with weapons; swords, spears, shields, mace, javelins, bows, arrows, pikes, rapiers, claymores, lances, cudgels, axes, and many others. The cave was in a large cliff face that extended for almost a mile in each direction, more caves dotting the cliff face every few metres. Outside the caves was a camp, filled with dying fires and tattered tents, a few battle weary men sitting in front of the coals, shivering in the perpetual night.
Pathetic, thought Myris, observing his surroundings. Of all places, that stupid portal opened up here? In the dregs of the Night Order? I'm going to have to walk back to the Main Camp, and I'm not going to enjoy it one bit. Hmph. Maybe Koru had the decency to get a Gattigo to give me a ride. But I doubt it, that wolf's a complete moron...
Myris's thoughts trailed off with a sigh.
Still, I'm one to talk. I was sent to Lacio Della Luna to see if Fawn new anything else of interest about the Keybearer, but my stupid emotions got the better of me. Damn that psychotic bitch! Maybe if her breasts weren't so disproportionate-
"Master Myris!"
A large, dark brown Lupisomra with a large throat sack and a thick overlying of fur in front of its small brown eyes bounded towards the traitor prince. Its tail was wagging as it approached its master, its tongue hanging out of the side of its mouth comically. Myris simply sighed at the sight of the over-exuberant wolf. "Please Koru, try to conduct yourself with some sort of decorum," reprimanded the Dark Prince. Koru grinned sheepishly and bowed before his Prince. Myris simply sighed once more. Lupisomra were usually unfeeling, uncaring fighting machines, but Guardians, Lupisomra assigned to a member of Reale Lialaluna, were made with some inkling of caring, so that they would grow attached to their wards and fight harder to protect them. Kejiro and Kiki, his father and sister's Guardians, were prime examples. They were extremely protective and concerned about their masters' well being, but were still fierce killing machines, compassion towards anyone but their Masters completely non-existent. Even with that one emotion, Guardians were still largely unfeeling. Feeling no happiness, or extreme sadness, only rage, and care for their wards.
Then, there was Koru.
Myris wasn't exactly sure what had gone wrong with the dark brown Lupisomra, but it was quite obvious that Koru was not like the other wolves. For one, he was happy, all the time. Not only was happiness a completely foreign emotion to the Lupisomra, but in a land like Del Perso, where death, despair and war ruled all, happiness to even those who could feel it was extremely rare. To find someone like Koru, who found joy in everything he did, was unheard of. Perhaps it was due to the joy he always felt, or perhaps it was just another problem that had arouse in his summoning, but Koru acted more like an overgrown puppy than a wolf. He chased his tail, ran with his tongue streaming out of his mouth, and loved belly rubs more than life itself.
Myris might have murdered the happy-go-lucky pup within the first five minutes of their meeting, had it not been for Koru's skill in battle. The Lupisomra was a powerhouse, ploughing through enemies like they were nothing, and emerging with barely a scratch. To him, killing and murdering was a delightful game, one that he excelled at. Nobody would think that happy little Koru was a deluxe killing machine that liked nothing more than the feeling of warm blood on his paws and muzzle, but Myris had learned quickly that what the wolf lacked in tact and decorum, he made up for in pure savagery.
"I'm glad you're back, Master Myris. How did your meeting with Princess Fawn go?" (2) asked the wolf, his eyes twinkling behind the thick curtain of fur. Myris let out an hmph. "She's still the crazy disproportionate overly-hormonal bitch she always was. Though she seems to have gained some more power...she's summoned some Shadow Wolves. A more primal, less evolved version of the Lupisomra. They seem weak, but still, I'm impressed with her. To be able to summon ten of them....well done little sister," Myris smiled. "Unfortunately, I was unable to discover anymore information on the Keybearer; my emotions got the better of me. That stupid bitch pisses me off so easily...." Myris ground his teeth together. Koru smiled, tongue still hanging out of his mouth. "Don't worry Master. I'm sure we'll be able to grab the Keybearer with the information we have! He can't be that powerful, and we have me! And twenty Gattigo-," here the wolf scowled momentarily, before smiling once more, "-plus twenty men! It'll be a cinch grabbing the Unlocker! Then we can unlock the world's heart and....." Koru grinned sinisterly, his eyes glittering with bloodlust. "Then the world will be plunged into darkness! And war will be everywhere. There will be killing, lots of killing, blood, blood, blood! It'll be great! Ooh, Master, I want to go and kill something! Can I go and kill something? What about that guy over there, can I kill him? Can I rip him to shreds? I want to just tear him apart and rip out his lungs and intestines and spread them all over the place. And his blood will be everywhere! It'll just be everywhere! Oh god Master, I hope we go after the Unlocker soon! A whole new place! With a whole new bunch of people to murder! New blood, new blood, new blood! Maybe, I can bite the Unlocker, just a little, and rip him to shreds...little bitty shreds....but just little shreds, so he can unlock the heart, and then there will be darkness, and war...."
"I get the point Koru," said Myris with a sigh, now used to his Guardian going on about blood, death, and entrails. Koru giggled and rolled over onto his back. "Rub my belly Master?" he whinged, looking up at Myris through his thick fringe of fur. Myris scowled, turning and walking away. "Get up you fool. We have to get back to the Main Camp. God, you're annoying. If you weren't so proportionate I'd have to break your neck," growled the dark prince, meaning every word he said.
Koru giggled once more and rolled back onto his feet. "Yes Master! Back to Main Camp! What will we do when we get there?" asked the wolf, practically bouncing as he followed the traitor prince. Myris smirked. "We'll tell them that we should go ahead and nab the Keybearer. There's no more information we can collect at this point. We know more than even Fawn now. We know of every inhabitant on his little island, and we know who the most dangerous are. In fact..." Myris looked back at his Guardian with a smile. "If I know the Dark Lord, he'll send his little pets after the Keybearer, which means we'll probably get stuck fighting the dark one, with the silver hair. Koru frowned, and then smiled. "But...we can kill this one right? We can't kill Unlocker, but we can kill the silver-haired dark one, right? I can rip him up? And get his blood all over? And roll in it until I smell like it for days and everyone knows I killed him? And tear out his heart and lungs and stomach and intestines and everything in between and leave them everywhere? And I can take what's left and gnaw on it and gnaw on it until there's nothing but bones? Can I Myris? Please?" whinged the bloodthirsty Guardian. Myris smiled and nodded. "You can do all that and so much more Koru. You can do what you did to that guy I didn't like, the one who only had one eye; disproportionate aberration. Remember what you did to him?" he asked. Koru smiled at the memory, saliva dripping from his jaws. "So...much...blood..." he growled, his eyes misting over as he recalled the event. Myris too couldn't help grinning widely at the event. There had been a lot of blood. A lot of the weaker men had been sickened by it. But not him, nor had the other captains. They had all derived a sort of sick pleasure from seeing someone's head being slowly ripped off their body while the victim was still alive and screaming...
Suddenly, Myris froze, as did Koru. Koru lifted his nose in the air and smiled. "Don't worry Master, it's just Nexa and Kaamii (3)," said the wolf with an excited grin. Myris scowled. "Great, the last thing I wanted was to have to hitch I ride with The Dark Lord's little pet and her mangy cat," he spat.
Just then, Nexa and Kaamii arrived.
Kaamii was a large black cat, resembling a panther, with small, folded, leathery wings on her back, and large, erect, triangular ears. Her fangs dropped far below her jaw, and her paws were huge. She was a Gattigo, in its Cat form.
Atop of Kaamii sat a girl, appearing to be about fourteen. She had dead straight, light blue hair that fell to her waist, and was as pale as a ghost. Her lips were pitch black, as were her eyes and nails. Her nails were also long and curved like claws. She wore a long, flowing sapphire skirt, and a black camisole bra. In one hand, she clutched a whip, with a jagged spike on the tip.
As she grinned at Myris and Koru, she revealed wickedly, sharp, pointed teeth.
"Myyyyyris!" she cooed, jumping down from Kaamii. "You're back! Yay!" Nexa glided over to where the traitor prince stood stiffly, Koru glaring at Kaamii from where he stood beside him, though his tongue still hung out of his mouth comically.
Smiling, the blue haired girl stood on the tips of her toes so that she was at eye level with Myris, and then proceeded to run one of her nails along the side of his face, leaving a trail of blood behind. "Myris honey," she purred, "You were gone for awhile. People thought maybe you'd deserted us to go back to your precious Moon Warriors!" Nexa's voice curled into a snarl as she ended her comment with a fierce slap, leaving five deep gouges on Myris's cheek. Koru immediately began to growl, but Myris waved his hand off handedly, while pressing his other hand to his wounded cheek. "I wasn't gone that long Nexa. In fact, I wasn't gone that long at all!" he said, seemingly unperturbed by the injury the girl had caused him. Nexa laughed. "Yeah, I suppose you're right! I guess it was just me that thought you might have betrayed us...." the girl grinned sinisterly, before winking. "Oops."
Kaamii sighed from where she stood, shifting her feet impatiently. "Come Miss Nexa, the Dark Lord will want to hear Myris's report. We should return to the Main Camp," growled the large cat. Nexa giggled and grabbed Myris's hand, digging her nails in tight as she pulled him towards Kaamii. "You heard her Myris, sweetie!" she cooed. "Gotta hurry and get back! We're all anxious to go and get the Unlocker; you're all that we've been waiting for!" she exclaimed. Myris winced in pain, feeling blood running down his palm where Nexa's nails were piercing him. "Don't worry Nexa; Fawn had nothing new to offer us. We're ready to face the Keybearer, and take him for our own!" exclaimed the Dark Prince, ignoring the pain in his hand as Nexa pulled him up onto Kaamii. Koru walked to stand beside the Dragon Cat, flexing his muscles in anticipation. Kaamii snorted at his antics. "Don't even think about it dog. I've got passengers; I'm not racing you now."
Koru looked up at her forlornly. "Why nooooooot?" he whinged.
"Shut up Koru!" snarled Myris. Nexa turned her head to look at Myris, who was sitting behind her. "Aw, you're so grumpy Myris! Loosen up! We're off to pillage an Island! We're going to murder all its inhabitants and steal its precious Keybearer! Look happy!" she wheedled. Koru howled in agreement, fired up at the mention murder. "Come on Kaamii, let's head back to the Main Camp and tell them that the attack can begin," purred Nexa. Kaamii nodded and bounded forward. Koru followed her after a moment, howling about how she had cheated and started before he was ready.
The men that had been sitting at the campfires continued to sit there, oblivious, trained to ignore the exchange between Captains and officials. So well-trained in fact that it really was as if Myris, Nexa, Kaamii, and Koru had never been there.
This was just so awesome! (In my opinion) I hope people weren't too freaked out by Koru and Nexa...actually I hope you guys were really freaked out by them! I love Koru, because his little homicidal daydreams are really fun to write, and I have some plans for Nexa in the future. You're also going to find out what I meant by her being The Dark Lord's 'little pet', and who the other 'little pets' are.
Btw, Myris and Fawn may be crazy beings of darkness who are as evil as Jason and Freddie's evil demon spawn, but they're still siblings, and therefore, squabble like siblings.
Oh, can you guess who I modelled Myris's character after? Well, some aspects of Myris's character. First one to guess, will get a sneaky sneak at an upcoming uber awesome event....
(1) I summon thee, dark witch long departed. Awaken, come to my aid!
(2)He has the voice of a really young boy, which makes his homicidal speeches all the more creepier.
(3)Pronounced, Ka-ahmee-ee
Please review, because this chapter was based solely around my OCs, and introduced new OCs, I'd really like some feedback. What do you think about the characters?
xoxo, natcat5 ;p