Tales of the Abyss: The Shadow People Chapter 2
Middi: Hey guys! I'm back. I have the second chappy of my Tales of the Abyss fic. K I told you about the "Only if I specify what chapter changes it will always be Tear's perspective" thing? This chapter is another perspective. DISCLAIMER! I don't own TotA, all I own is the plotline. Every chapter will have recaps. ENJOY!
Middi: I'm trying to be mysterious so I'm not telling you who the perspective is. And if you don't figure out whom the "master" till the end you're incredibly dense. -_-
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An entire year has passed, and nothing. He said he would return, and I believe him but…I miss him so much.
With his long red hair, and his attitude gone, there was a giant gap to be filled with something. The something was his kindness, his strong will power, and the sense to do what's right.
All the artes around the world have been greatly weakened; her fonic hymns however, for some strange reason now, have been gaining power.
There coming closer towards me, was the man I had been waiting on for an entire year.
There was my Luke Fon Fabre.
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??? POV
"Where the hell is that bastard?" I was ready to claw out that guy's skull…unfortunately he would just grow it back in a while anyway so what was the point?
I gave a long wail of annoyance before I lapsed in silence. It wasn't very professional to look this, feral, in front master. The black iron walls surrounding me were the only comfort I needed.
My long dark purple hair was flowing out of control. I was on a rampage; nothing would stop me till I found him. The others in the ship would have to suffer later for his mistakes again. If I wasn't in fear on letting the sun shine through, I would have opened the hatch to look for that arrogant son of a bi-.
Aboard the shadow battleship, Crimson Halberd, was the, well you couldn't call them sprits, or the living. And they were definitely weren't zombies, so the only word you could actually use for them were; shadows. If they stepped into sunlight, they would be destroyed, so darkness was their only haven. If a shadow was wounded, all they need is pure darkness around them and they recover.
The reason there were any shadows was because they hadn't fulfilled their purpose yet. And it was the actual purpose, not some "my purpose in life is to get that man" thing. It had to be something extraordinary to become a shadow, and until they fulfilled their purposes, they didn't have a single shot at redemption. The reward for their redemption was to be able to finish their lives again. Shadows were banished from any peace; it meant living in rest, dying. They had to find redemption and then die a natural death before they ever were free from their curse. But no one ever got their lives back, so they made due with what they were now.
Shadows weren't evil creatures. In fact, they actually kept the balance between the world of the living and the dead. Without them the world's most evil people, who had died, would come wreak havoc on the land of the living. Though there were shadows with evil embedded into their hearts from their past lives and memories.
"You should calm down. He must be somewhere on the ship. Have you checked the training room? The armory? The cafeteria?"
My master was way too calm in these situations, her light green flowing with an undoubtedly calm aura surrounding her. Even though she had to gain patience in the last 10 000 years she has "lived" it still irks me how she can even think about her rationality. She was the supreme leader of the people of shadow, and she was a big pussy! I wouldn't say it out loud to her of course, but she was like a big marshmallow. She should just make him wither in the sunlight, and I've told her that prospect, but she just states that he will be needed.
Everything that idiot's done was train, bicker, eat, and sleep. When the rest of us have been trying to qualm Auldrant BECAUSE of what he did. The most 'evil' thing was gone, and so was the most 'good' thing. Vandestelca Aura Fende wasn't evil to say the least, but he did almost destroy the world. And their flunkies were still trying to fulfill the commandant's wishes.
"But Mistress Lor-"
She held up her hand for me to stop.
"…I thought we agreed to let him handle his own devices here. He agreed to not contact the living while he was on board. And unfortunately he hasn't heeded my warnings; I know he has tried to contact his friends." She scrutinized her face, "Though if I recall correctly someone else has also contacted those in the living realm, and is still here."
My mistress was a wonderful woman, but she took people's good side too much. She had a more fiery wrath when she got mad than I did but it wasn't fair. She respected him frm the day he had contacted her, I had to earn her respect day by day. For a thousand years I made sure she was in a good mood, everyday if possible, then HE came and she is always smiling nowadays!
"…I mean no disrespect my lady, forgive me. But you told me that he would one day be needed. I realize how long it takes for those who come here to find their chosen light but…He refuses to try! No one will talk with him besides us! I had a battle earlier today with him; to decide what light he should choose-"
She heard her give a sigh and said, "I thought I was clear before. No one battles him. If he gets hurt, so do I. We are perfect isofons, his pain, physically, is mine. Though only a fraction, it would still be dangerous for me to get hurt. If I go down, so does this ship. And there goes our last haven from the Celestials."
I hissed loudly at the name. They were our enemies through and through. Though we were forbidden to speak with the living, they could do as they wished with them. That's why Daath is… They were our complete opposites, while they could go out into the sun, we couldn't. And when they tried to go into darkness they were swallowed up, but this was our haven. We wouldn't let them win a battle against us, but neither would they. I especially didn't like staying cooped up in the ship every single day, when I could be trying to destroy the little bastards!
"I do know that Mistress. But you have to realize the danger he is to us, when he doesn't follow your orders… I am only worried for the safety of the shadow."
"It is not for you to be concerned about. Just keep looking for him. It's not safe for him to stray away from us. There are those, even on this ship, who wouldn't mind me gone…"
"My lady! How could you think such things? You are the one who keeps them safe from the harm of light! You keep them sheltered, fed, and warm; they owe their lives to you!"
"…"
"Mistress Lor-"
"Yes I do keep them safe from harm, but it is my fault they cannot rest in peace with their loved ones. I am responsible for their banishment from the world of the dead. Your descendant is the only one who can free us from the shackles that bind us here."
She didn't know what to say to her. Master was right in the sense that they needed her descendant, but was wrong in the sense that some people on the ship wanted to kill her.
Master was the first person to start the vendetta between the two clans. She is a very powerful shadow, there is only one other person older than herself as a shadow, the other, is the man who started this insane war. He was the first Celestial. He was also the man that she is in love with.
As she thought about her master's words Jahiro, a male who had already found his light, came barging into the room.
"Mistress! We found him! He's in Tartaroo Valley, and apparently he's not alone!"
This caused her master's perfect façade to falter a bit. Then it was back into an unreadable mask. She knew what must be done to render his mistake right again. But it would be very hard on her, her most faithful companion, and him. Everything would be screwed up again, because of him…AGAIN!
"…Ahhhh…Thank you Jahiro, bring us to the valley, I will personally deal with him myself."
Then her master turned to her.
"You will be in charge of the ship while I am-"
"No way! I'm not letting you go on your own! Set Tsuchiko in charge, I don't really care. But you're not going to Auldrant on your own. The last time you went you were about to be flared up by the sun. Nothing you say will make a difference, I am truly sorry for being this rude master, but I need to think about your well being. You still haven't fully recovered from when Vandestelca Aura Fende captured you within his body. Please let me come with you." I pleaded for her to let me assist her. We both were glaring daggers at each other.
But when her body language gave up I knew I won.
"You can come, but only as necessary. Do you understand me? If I say leave, leave alright?"
I grinned my stupid 'I won' grin. Even if she didn't want me to come, she was smiling. We both trusted each other so completely, we were like sisters. Born thousands of years apart, but had so much in common that it was scary. The ship made a lurch in the direction of Tartaroo Valley. We would be there soon; the cover of night would make up for the fact that we had a huge ship. Though no living thing could see the Crimson Halberd, if they knocked into it they would feel it.
I saw the deep blue glow of selenias, and we were there. The ship threw down the boarding cables.
I Yulia Jue, the person who discovered the seventh fonon, and founder of the Score, with my master, Lorelei, would make sure Luke Fon Fabre, even though he couldn't rest in peace, would be wishing for hell.
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Middi: K second chappy for my Abyss fic! How ya guys liking it so far? ^-^ No flames plz! Third chapter will be up soon!