Seto looked at the gathered claymores and he swore that he could sense something going on. He look at Miria and realised that she was sleeping on his shoulder, her strength giving out and he knew that she was doing the hardest task of all. He sighed and looked at the warriors that had been through hell and back. There were many that he didn't know and many that were all looking at him funnily. Seto sighed and went to pick Miria up when there was a loud yell,
"He did what?" and there was the sight of a small claymore making her way around the gathered warriors, her face pinched with worry. She looked like Yuganna, his sweet little cousin, and when he met her eyes, he realised that she was very different from Yuganna as it was possible to be. Seto could barely make out a yoki that was larger than his own, it was suppressed and deep. The warrior looked at him, curious and she came over. Seto became aware that her yoki was indeed far more powerful than the awakened being that he'd faced with Clare, and that this warrior was well aware of what was going on.
"I see, you are the one that ended the one horned creature," her voice was soft, so soft that Seto barely heard it. She was small like Yuganna, not just tiny framed, but short as well. Seto wouldn't doubt that she was older than him in more ways than one. He looked at her and he realised that her focus was on Miria, and then with the swish of her pale blond hair she walked away without even a word, almost as if she'd seen what she wanted to see and felt out of place with all the others around her. Seto sighed and carried Miria over to a room so that she could sleep in peace. He could hear the warriors talking and wondering what to do with the men that had arrived at Sutafu, indeed Seto even wondered why they had come here. He didn't think that there would be much to tell the warriors but perhaps there was more to the mystery than what Seto knew. He'd seen the Dragonkin with his own eyes and had seen Rimuto's reaction to him.
The old man stood open mouthed that Miria had even done the unthinkable, and even when her hand moved protectively over her stomach it had taken Rimuto a while to realise why it was,
"So it seems that even with the yoma's flesh warriors can carry," he mused to himself.
Seto had shifted protectively in front of Miria, his senses heightened, "Shut up you bastard," he snarled, "it's because of you that the warriors here want you dead and gone,"
He looked at them, "Certainly I'd have thought that she would have kept you human, I didn't expect-"
"There was no choice, the hole in his leg at the time, though bleeding was partially blocked by yoma's flesh, it seems that the yoma speared him and somehow that part that speared in to him was stopping the worst of the blood flow that surely would have killed him, no thanks to you Rimuto. I would almost think the yoma put it there deliberately. I couldn't remove it, not without killing him and the yoma flesh was fusing in to the wound, so I was forced to use the rest of it."
"Not that it matters now because you are going to die here," Seto charged at Rimuto while Miria killed the Dragonkin, both being quick and ending it in a few seconds. Seto looked to see that Miria was doubled over looking pale and green,
"Miria!" he ran to her side as Miria struggled not to throw up,
"I'm fine, it's just the effect of the baby," Miria gripped her head in her hands and breathed slowly, "I still haven't completely figured out why though,"
"You might need some rest," Seto suggested as he steadied Miria. She leant in to his arms and sighed, she was tired and glad that it was almost all over.
When Miria woke she was in a soft bed and Seto was dozing by her side, she sat up and realised that she was feeling quite hungry. She tried not to wake Seto up, but he stirred the moment that she moved,
"How did you sleep?" he asked her, a small smile on his face,
"What do you mean by that Seto Kaiba?" Miria asked, using his full name and her strongest "Captain Miria" face that she could muster, the one when she wanted to know exactly what was going on and someone like Helen was the cause of trouble that she didn't know about
"Well my love, you were talking in your sleep," he said gently, holding her hand between his, "it sounded like you were going to kill someone for something that they had done."
Miria looked at Seto and noticed something didn't quite stack up; there was something that he wasn't saying and it was irritating her to no end.
"What did I say?" she asked him, half afraid to hear what he was going to say,
"You said that you were going to kill "Ophelia" if she ever came anywhere near the baby or I," he looked at her and Miria noticed that there was a look that she hadn't seen on his face before, the look that almost said, "I'll protect the child too,"
"Then what happened?" Miria asked, curious now,
"Well, after that you kept saying Hilda, and then you went quiet, must have been when I dozed off, and now you're awake," he smiled, and Miria stretched intending to get up when the baby kicked. The effect was instantaneous; Seto's hand brushed her stomach while Miria was still. Both exchanged smiles and then the moment dissolved to have Seto head out to get Miria some food, much to Miria's surprise. Helen was nowhere in Miria's range but that didn't mean anything to Miria. She smelt something rather tasty being brought to her.
Seto carried some food; surely Miria was going to need it if she was carrying a baby. Seto could go a week without food, he knew as much. He might feel hungry looking at the food, but he knew that he didn't need it. He gave Miria the food and once she'd finished she looked at him,
"We shouldn't stay here," she said her face serious looking,
"You want to go somewhere else?" Seto asked her,
"South," said Miria, "deep in the south west,"
He nodded and then went after some amour. He was going to need it as much as Miria was going to need a change of clothes. He didn't doubt that Miria was very uncomfortable with what she was wearing at the moment. He looked around and searched for something that would fit Miria. He found what he was looking for and then more digging and searching he came across male style yoma hybrid amour. Seto pulled it on and it fit him perfectly. He sheathed his unmarked claymore and carried the clothing that Miria was going to need in a sack so that the others wouldn't be aware of what he and Miria were planning to do. To them it would seem as if Seto was carrying a spare set of amour for himself. Or rather he was hoping that was what they would assume. He didn't know what they would think. He hoped that they wouldn't notice as he slipped over to where Miria was. The sack was light despite the fact that Seto had packed it to the brim. He had a few clothes for both Miria and the baby when it came. He slipped in to the room where Miria was resting and showed her what he had. Miria quickly and gratefully changed out of her amour. She pulled the dark cloak over her head and Seto looked to make sure that they were going to be able to get out without being noticed. The warriors had all gathered together in the main hall of Sutafu, so if Seto and Miria were to leave now it wouldn't be noticed.
The warriors all assembled to decide what to do about the awakened beings and the rest of the yoma that were created by the Organization. Not one of them noticed a certain small warrior leave the room. She had sensed what they couldn't, and had decided to help those who wished to hide away do so. Not even the small group of comrades that were close to her noticed The Silent warrior leave. They were busily discussing what was going on, how many awakened ones needed to be slayed and which ones needed a team to take them out. After many hours of discussion later, the small group of warriors, Bella the Graceful, Leah the Rash, Heather the Heartless, Blind Meg and Soft Heart Claire all noticed The Silent Chloey's absence.
"She's gone!" Heather cried her frontal braided bangs swinging as she looked left and right in quick succession, "Chloey's gone!"
The other warriors froze and took in the tall long haired warrior. She was shaking like a leaf, it was clear that to Heather, Chloey was her all, and even Bella and Leah were both worried. Meg didn't care, indeed she was calm,
"More likely the talking bored Chloey to tears and she's gone to face off with the awakened beings on her own," Meg smirked,
"Meg!" Claire her twin sister called,
"What that's what I would have done," said Meg, "and you know I would Claire,"
Miria was surprised that Chloey insisted on going with them. Seto didn't fight the small warrior which made Miria curious enough to ask a question,
"Why didn't you bother with an argument Seto?" Miria asked,
"She reminds me of someone that looks similar to her," Seto replied, "a certain cousin of mine who went missing some time ago,"
"Oh," Miria's eyes widened, "was she…older than you?"
"No, she was much younger than I was, barely 5 years old when she disappeared, no one found her, though most of the people from my world scoured the entire continent that I lived on trying to find her."
"I see," said The Silent warrior, "she would have been about my size then, for you to think that I looked like her?"
"I guess you could say that you look like her if she was all grown up. Though you have silver eyes to her pale blue,"
"My eyes were blue when I was human," Chloey replied,
"Your nature is what makes me think that you're different," Seto stopped to give Miria a chance to rest, "Yuganna was a little ball of raw energy, and she would have remained like that I think for a very long time,"
"I see, so I merely resemble this cousin of your's, not in personality, but rather in how I look." Chloey sat and sheathed her blade, "We'd better rest, Miria won't be able to travel much further today,"
Miria went to protest that they had a lot of ground to cover, but she yawned instead, which was countering what she wanted to achieve. She found herself resting on Seto's shoulder as he put both their blades in to the ground, sitting down near one of them. Miria fell asleep not long after they'd sat down for the night.
The next day was hard. The baby was draining Miria of the strength that she needed to keep going. She didn't complain, but she was surprised that neither Chloey nor Seto complained about the slow pace that they were travelling at. Indeed Chloey seemed happy with how far they'd gotten and Seto was relaxed. Miria almost collapsed when Chloey called for camp. Of course Chloey's white wolf Kate was with them and had been since they'd set off, almost a week ago now. Miria's stomach had grown in that time enough that it was clear that she was going to have a baby now. Most of the time Miria didn't mind it, but the journey was taking too long for her liking. She heaved a sigh and fell asleep on Seto's shoulder as she had done for the past week.
The warriors had been moving steadily around the island. So far with the help of Deneve and the rest of the warriors who'd spent their time training hard they'd killed most of the yoma and left over awakened beings. They came to Rabona to regroup and plan their next move. It was interesting for all the younger warriors to meet Galatea, and it was amazing to see Galatea deal with the influx of children in to the walls of Rabona. She was calm and surprised by the sheer number of young ones. She took all the young half yoma under her wings. She still cared for the human children, who were scared of the half yoma children at first. Once the children got used to the young half yoma, and discovered that they were no different from normal people, games soon became highly inclusive, with the former trainees being treated like humans and not monsters.
The older half yoma were also busy getting used to not being ordered to get a move on and having to work closer with humans. It was a strange time for all that were involved, but soon a system was developed where the "Claymores" were used to help guard valuables and people who were travelling out of Rabona. Some of the half yoma were beginning to move about, mostly to their home towns to see if things had changed since they'd been forced away. Some even settled down and got married.
Yet for all the changes there were still humans that continued to distrust the half yoma. Tabitha was travelling to yet another town, searching for Miria. It had been almost six months since any one had seen or heard from Miria or Seto. Even The Silent Chloey had disappeared without any real trace. Tabitha wasn't alone. She was travelling with Clare, Raki, Cynthia and Yuma. Deneve, Helen, Audrey and Rachel made up another travelling group, all searching for Miria. So far no one had found any trace of the three half yoma. Tabitha was close to giving up when something came out from a bush.
"Tabby," cried Miata,
"Miata, wait!" Clarice was huffing and puffing. She had been trying to keep Miata out of trouble; something that she couldn't have known would end up being nearly a waste of time,
"Hello Clarice, Miata," Tabitha greeted the two warriors. Clarice looked up,
"Oh, still no sign of Captain Miria," Clarice asked,
"None," said Tabitha sounding depressed,
"Well Miata might be able to help," said Galatea from the cathedral door, "or have you forgotten what she can do?"
Tabitha looked at Miata and Clarice and a plan was in her mind before she knew what she was even thinking. Of course Miata would be able to find Miria.
Miria was hanging out the washing with Chloey; she was close to having the baby. Seto was out killing what was the last awakened being and Chloey had decided that she wasn't needed. Miria was glad that she had company, but she was still worried about Seto. He was only new to releasing yoki at all and Miria didn't want to lose him. However if Chloey was happy not to go with him then it meant that she felt that Seto was going to be fine.
Miria suddenly doubled over with pain. She was glad that the last of the washing had been done, or else she'd have to stay outside.
"I think I'll have to call it a day Chloey," Miria spoke as another wave of pain made her want to almost fall to her knees,
"I believe that it might be a good idea Miria," Chloey replied, "I will have to get a midwife if this keeps up,"
Miria didn't question Chloey in the slightest. Chloey was sensitive enough to know what was going on anyway, so she would most likely know what was going on. Chloey made sure that Miria made it back inside the house and once she was sure that Miria was comfortable, ran to get a midwife.
Seto lifted up his blade and flicked the purple blood off of the sword. The last awakened being was now dead. There would be no more yoma or awakened beings. He picked up pain in Miria's yoki and realised that what they had been waiting for might be happening. Seto bolted as hard as he could, he didn't want to miss the possible birth of his child.
Chloey had felt the monster die and knew that Seto was on his way. He moved quite fast and Chloey knew that in another hour and a half he would arrive, especially at the speed that he was heading at now. The small warrior smiled as she felt happy for the pair. For both their sakes, Chloey hoped that Miria would be ok, and that Seto would arrive in time for what they'd been waiting for. Chloey entered the house of the midwife and prepared to say more words then what was normal for her.