Author's Note;
Holeeeeee crap, where do I begin. First let me start by saying I am SOOOO sorry for taking so long to get one measly chapter up. A lotta crap came up in school (A HUGE writing project in English, tons of end of the year tests, and overall no time to actually get on the computer to finish the damn thing) and my laptop broke. Yes, I had to be very careful when writing this cuz I wrote it on the family computer and I can't risk having my mom see it (she'd have a heart attack XD)I could really only write for about ten minutes at a time. So yeah, really sorry for taking a long time, and, honestly, I don't know whether or not this chapter will make up for it. I really rushed it, I just wanted to get it out and added to the story. I personally am not very satisfied with it, I mean I was doing pretty good at the start, but it got a bit lackluster at the end (cuz I was rushing) But I PROMISE, the next chapter will be a LOT better. Pinkie promise. :) So, yeah, Thanks to everyone for waiting so long, and yes, this story will continue to live on!
"What do you mean they've been kidnapped?" Mira shrieked loudly, the sudden sharp tone in her voice causing both Leon and Emilia to flinch.
"What do you think I meant? It's exactly as it sounds! They've been kidnapped!" the younger girl wailed back, her own voice shrill and bubbling with fear. The raid of sunlight that had previously lit the now awkward room disappeared into oblivion, replaced by the dark, brooding clouds that looked ready to burst at the seams.
"Huh, weird how all the light just went and disappeared, eh?" Leon said clumsily, attempting to clear the uncomfortable air. His efforts were in vain, as Mira merely ignored him before yelling at Emilia, "Why the hell didn't you do anything?" The small child's hazel eyes widened in shock, as if a Poe had appeared right in front of her and offered her sweets.
"I'm only eight years old! Do you really think I could have done ANYTHING?" Emilia yelled as an answer. Leon face palmed, shaking his head disapprovingly while groaning, the growling of his vocal chords reminiscent of a lion. He whispered to himself, "This is only gunna' get worse before it gets better."
Just as she was about to resume her harsh shouting, a scratchy hand shot out to cover Mira's mouth. She turned her head to see Leon, face still planted in the palm of his left hand. He stole a glance at her through his fingers with his brown eyes before saying softly, "Please stop arguing. Emilia is just as scared as you are. Calm down Mira."
Immediately shame rained down upon Mira in the form of her cheeks flushing red. Gently, she removed Leon's hand from her face and stared down at the snow white sheets she lay underneath, averting her gaze from Emilia's hurt one.
Uneasily, Mira muttered, "Sorry, Emilia. I just overreacted…?" The aforementioned girl rolled her eyes slightly. Mira's eyebrow twitched as a small spark of anger blazed in her chest. Now she's giving me 'tude! Grrr, I always did like Hannah better. Mira, somehow, managed to keep a straight face before asking, "So what did happen?"
"Well," Emilia began, not before clearing he throat as if she were about to make a grand speech, "Me, Hannah and Hank were playing by your house about half an hour ago. Garret and Daz were watching us, but they weren't really paying any attention to us. They were talking about you, I think…"
"What were they saying?" Mira cut in, getting all the more aggravated at the situation. In a torrent of rage now, she violently gripped the glass of water next to her and brought it to her lips, the cool liquid gushing down her throat in a river of relief.
"They were saying something about having a 'threesome' with you cuz' you owed them a favor or something." As soon as the word threesome departed from the prison of Emilia's lips, Mira began to sputter and cough brutally, the water splattering all over her chest and the blankets. Her eyebrows furrowed even more, and hate blazed in the purple of her eyes in the form of a huge inferno.
"I am going to fucking kill those assholes." Mira hissed, every syllable of her speech teeming with venom, "I will rip their bodies to fucking shreds and feed them to Cuccos!" Veins pulsated along the perimeter of Mira's forehead, pumping not with blood, but with a boiling fury. The innocent glass in her left hand was now in pieces, dotting the edge of the blankets and the floorboards, swapped for a bloody, white knuckled fist that belonged to Mira. Leon winced as he bemoaned the loss of his favorite glass.
Shock, disbelief, and a sudden terror as to what Mira would do next were all scribbled onto Emilia's face. Her mouth was agape, revealing a small pink tongue. Leon, growing extremely uncomfortable with the matter at hand, wrapped his arm around Mira and whispered through her golden blonde hair with an awkward smile, "Calm down."
Mira, face already tinting cherry red yet again, cleared her throat. "Sorry. Please continue." She said flatly, trying to ignore the dumbfounded gaze cast by Emilia's eyes.
"Anyway," the younger girl resumed, "we were playing, and then these huge lizard things came into the village and just snatched Hannah and Hank right from where they were. I was over in the patch of grass and just hid in that. There were three of 'em, one a lot bigger than the others. Daz and Garret tried to stop them, but the really big one just beat them over the head with his axe like this," Emilia ceased her speech for a moment to mimic the lizard's attacking, which involved the girl thrusting her hand up and down vigorously while it was balled into a fist.
Leon nudged Mira's shoulder, thieving her attention for a moment. A sly smile graced his lips. The teen murmured, "It's hard to take this conversation seriously while she's moving her hand like that." Mira giggled softly, causing Emilia to quit her "mimicry" to stare at the older girl with a puzzled expression plastered across her face.
"Um," the girl started again, a shy hint of annoyance buried beneath her voice, "then the lizards took them too and rode out of the village on their giant, weird bird thing-a-ma-jiggers." Mira advertised an even more confused look on her own beautiful face. Nothing the little girl had said made any sort of comprehensible sense. She ran a hand through her locks while groaning. Why does all the shitty stuff have to happen to me? I haven't done anything wrong! Mira cried out in her conscious. Jeez, this is startin' to feel a lot like that dream I had before all this happened-
Wait. Realization slapped her across the face. In that dream, that Link guy's friends were kidnapped to, and his village was raided by something too, albeit some stupid fucking monkeys. That's what started his huge quest; maybe I'm supposed to go on an adventure? Mira shook her head, silky blonde hair whipping in sync with the movements of her noggin. No, that's just retarded. It all sounds way too cheesy and it's almost like one of those bad fictions Yura writes about her favorite book. But hey, it's worth a try.
"Hey Leon," the beauty said while gazing up at the other teen, shattering the silence that once hung thick in the air, "does your grandpa still have those old practice dummies?" Leon cocked his eyebrow. "Um… yeah. Why exactly?" he responded, his reply more of a question than an answer.
"I just want to try something. Is that okay?" Mira said calmly, resting her head on his shoulder, a pleasant feeling blossoming inside her tired body as she was snuggled next to him. He stared at her glistening purple eyes with his tender brown ones. Leon smiled.
"Yeah, of course. It might take a while though, so you should get a little more rest, 'kay?" he stated, advancing to get off the bed, the springs moaning under the force of his push. Mira immediately longed for the warmth of his body as soon as it was gone. What was this feeling? Never before had something bloomed inside her so strongly. Sure, I've always been attracted to Leon, but never this much. What the hell's going on with me?
The harsh clicking of a lock snapping into place signaled that Leon had exited the room, and Emilia had too, albeit not noticed at all. Mira sighed, leaving her cryptic question unanswered, a solution to possibly be discovered later. She laid her head upon the soft feather pillow and her eyelids slowly blanketed her eyes, a sudden drowsiness settling upon her form.
-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-
Darkness encased the space Mira found herself in as sleep dominated her conscious. Gasping, she tried to look around, but her body refused, and merely remained in place, just like in her previous dream. The air was cold, bitter against Mira's smooth skin. Slowly, the dark void seemed to shift, turning Mira to face yet another situation. What were all these horrible images that were so important enough to flood into Mira's dreams?
A slender young woman appeared into the disoriented blonde's gaze. She immediately recognized it as herself, albeit garbed in the same clothing as in her last dream, which still sent icy chills coursing through her spine. Only something was different this time around. Decorating the other Mira's left cheek, just below her violet eye, were three gruesome scars, travelling vertically down her skin, stretching their fingers down to her jaw. Side by side, it looked as if claws had sunk deep into this Mira's face. Tears were streaming down her elegant face in rivers.
"Are you sure you do not want to say goodbyes to everyone?" a serene voice said. It was a rich, pure, and heavenly female voice. The sound massaged Mira's sense of hearing. Whatever life that spoke was clearly a powerful entity.
"Yes," the other Mira murmured, eyes glistening with water, "it's best that they don't know. I'd never be able to do this if they tried to stop me." All while she spoke, her voice quivered hysterically. Her hands trembled, legs shook. She looked up at whatever invisible being she spoke to. "I'm ready. Please, cleanse me. Rid me of this monster." Mira's brow furrowed. Monster? What the hell?
Before she had the chance to ponder, a blinding, familiar flash broke the dark.
-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-
Mira's sleep-heavy eyelids opened sluggishly. Still she lay in the same bed as before, in the same room. She rubbed her eyes, groaning. The hell's up with these dreams lately? The door creaked open, the wood moaning loudly. Leon's friendly face popped in the room.
"Hey, those dummies are up. Are you ready for whatever it is you needed with them?"