The Red Wing's Of Fate
A/N: Ok, This is where the plot will get kinda tricky. I wanted to make Dinarzad a character that was not overly powerful. While she will have Djinn's I did not want her to collect them like candy or anything. I myself hate it when I'm reading a story and the main character just powers through anything. (Dragon Ball Z Anyone?) I also wanted to make her more real I suppose. She has her faults and they are going to cost her sometimes, being overly kind is one of them. While she is mentally almost thirty at the moment I just want to point out that her body is affecting her mind a bit. She will have problems with that at some point. She will not get her first djinn for a while. The dungeons are ridiculously complicated and a seven year old with no combat experience would die rather quickly if they went in one, even one with an older mind. She will also have a multitude of problems with Sinbad eventually, remember she came from twenty first century earth the shit that he is pulling would never stand in her point of view. (I'd like to point out that stuff like that happens all the time but she is a bit naive.) Now on to the story!
PS: Kawanana means river seven in translation.
Finding A Teacher-
Dinarzad was quickly moved out of her house and apprenticed under a herb shop after her mother was taken. The village while good-sized did not have an orphanage so any orphaned children were taken in by shops or merchants as apprentices and were kept until they knew the trade. The herb shop was owned by a young couple that had taken an interest in Dinarzad's capability to retain information and be able to use it when she needed it. The woman was named Shina and she was a tall woman with deep red hair and rather amazing amethyst eyes while her husband was named Kiyoshi. Kyoshi was rather drab in comparison, he had long caramel brown hair that he held back with a leather strap and dark oak brown eyes. The man had come from the Ream Coliseum, where he had been a healer for the gladiators. He was short but well muscled because of it. Shina, on the other hand, had lived in Kawanana*, the village for all her life and had learned the trade from her aunt.
Dinarzad knew that she should be thankful for the couple for taking her in but mostly she was still in shell shock because of her mother's kidnapping. The small purple haired girl was quieter then she had been. She however slowly came out of the shock and started to really think about the world that she was in. The bird/Man/thing had told her much about the world she was born in and it had shaken her to her core to realize just how much this new world was like Africa or perhaps Saudi Arabia. People died every day here and no one cared, hell sometimes it was even a public spectacle. It tore at her to know that, and so she vowed to help anyone she could. Dinarzad knew in a peripheral way that some would not welcome help not to mention those who would outright do her harm before ever asking for it but she was bound and determined to at least try.
As The Years Pass-
And so the years went by. Slowly but surely Dinarzad grew and changed herself. Now at the age of ten years old, she held the title of a journeyman's healer and was qualified to heal small injuries by herself though she still had to have supervision for anything more than a cut or a clean break in the bone. The ten-year-old was content with her life at the moment, she had proven herself capable enough to look after herself so she had been given a little stone hut not too far from the herb shop where she worked.
However, no one knew just how much that would all change that day, Dinarzad the least of all. It was a rather drab day out, with the sun hiding behind quite a few low hanging clouds that the elders in the village watched with trepidation. They knew if clouds looked like that then there was likely a bad storm to follow. Dinarzad was ready to pull her hair out as the tension in the village reached tenfold. This always happened when a storm was blowing in, the elders would click their tongues and warn the young men of Kawanana to expect bad winds on their journeys while they told the women to watch the children so that no one was out when it hit. This made everyone on edge and lead to more accidents, Dinarzad had ten people in to get some minor cuts and lacerations bandaged already and It was only eleven in the morning!
"Damn!" Dinarzad hissed as she pulled her long purple locks up into a high tail which she wrapped the length of around the leather strap holding the tail, making a messy bun. Sticking two wooden hair sticks into the bun to hold it up the ten-year-old glowered at the sheer amount of work she would have ahead of her today. Shina had just found out that she was expecting her first child so Kiyoshi was being overprotective and not allowing her to be on her feet for a long time. The purplette suspected that that would not last forever though, as the redheaded woman was a force to be reckoned with and did not like being told not to do something. Still for today that left the young preteen on her own.
"It's surely not all that bad." a voice chimed in from one of the many (invisible to most people) gold glowing birds that fluttered around Dinarzad at any given time. This voice was that of an older woman who used to be a healer in the village some years ago. Dinarzad was reasonably sure that she had been Shina's teacher before she herself had died during a raid on the tiny little fishing village. Apparently, they were very common in this country.
"It's not that," Dinarzad muttered under her breath as her gold eyes scanned the jars on the shelf she was facing taking stock of what medicine she had and making note on what she was running out of. She would need to make them herself. Her eyebrows drew together as she stared at one particular bottle that she knew was almost gone and was exceedingly difficult to make on her own. "I just have a bad feeling about today. *Sigh* It's like something not particularly bad but somewhat unpleasant will happen. I do not need that right now. I can barely keep up with the demand of so many people right now on my own and if more than three or four people get injured bad enough I don't know what I am going to do. I'm only one person and Kiyoshi is being a butt right now."
Light laughter came from the bird before another slid across the girl's cheek as if to reassure her. A tiny smile came across the girl's face as she glanced over to the birds before she inhaled deeply and put a determined expression on her tiny face. She could do this. She just had to be sure of herself. Shaking off all the doubt Dinarzad began to gather the ingredients she needed to make a slight pain killer that she was almost out of. It was going to be a long day.
The Calm Before The Storm-
She was right in more ways than the one. No less than seven more people had come in in the last three hours before the storm broke overhead. She supposed that she should not have been too terribly surprised when the heavy rain and wind started around two in the afternoon. Still though the moment the first lightning strike hit near the village it made her jump and glance up from her work with a startled look. Dinarzad frowned up at the wooden roof and wondered if it would hold up as it was quite old and had needed to be patched the last time a storm this big had made its way to the cost. Raking a hand through her hair which had come undone at some point during the day and hissed when she felt the spiky mess catch her fingers in a snarl. Deciding to take a small break the ten-year-old sat back and took out a slim ivory comb that had been her mothers. Running her fingers over the intricate carvings of dragons around the handle she beat back a hurt feeling that still squeezed her heart whenever she thought of the woman who had birthed her. Shaking away the guilt of having not been around to help her or at least get her away from the slavers Dinarzad started to run the comb through her knee-length hair paying special attention to the snarls and knots in the purple stands.
Dinarzad had just finished pulling her hair back into a low tail this time when suddenly the door to the shop slammed open with a great enough force to bounce off of the stone wall and make the shelves attached to them rattle. Thinking that the wind had finally caught the small gaps in the heavy wooden door the ten-year-old sighed in resignation and turned to deal with the likely damaged door when she froze. For standing in the doorway was a tall man, or what she thought was a man at least. He was at least eight or nine feet tall with green skin and if she was not hallucinating a dragon-like head. Her mouth popped open and she blinked rapidly before her professionalism kicked in. Even if he was not exactly human she had a duty to help the man out.
"Yes, can I help you?" Dinarzad asked as she stood and made her way over to the low counter that divided the shop. The dragon man blinked and looked slightly bewildered at her for a moment before he snapped out of it and ducked down making his way into the shop.
"I was told that this was the Healers herb shop." He said in a tone that was more of a question than it was a statement. Blinking once more the girl nodded before explaining.
"Yes, Usually my teacher would be manning the store but she is er… unwell herself at the moment. May I ask what you need?" in truth Shina was experiencing her first bout of true morning sickness that did not seem to want to end and Kiyoshi was being overprotective about it. The man looked wary before he continued.
"One of my companions is sick from a festering wound that she received during a particularly bad battle. She has a high temperature and we have run out of any kind of fever reducer." He had a rather deep voice that made Dinarzad wonder just how deafening he could be if he ever felt the need to shout. Wincing at both that thought and the description he had given her she quickly began to gather some medicine in a bag and asked a general list of just what she was dealing with as she rushed around the shelving units.
"Ok, I need to know some things. First off, how long ago was she injured? What does the wound look like right now, Is it just bleeding or is there pus?" Dinarzad grabbed a few rolls of white cloth that they used as bandages and looked over her fever reducers before another thought hit her. "Ah! Also is she from a different tribe such as the fanalis or anything? Some medicine acts differently to different biology." She glanced back up at the man who was just staring at her in something like mute wonder. Frowning slightly she wondered just why he looked like he had seen a ghost. Then she took a look around and realized that she had just stepped into a more well-lit area of the shop and her hair was shining in the light of the candle she had been forced to light some time ago when the storm had become worse.
Wondering just why her hair was so interesting she shook the thought off and looked questioningly at the dragon man. He seemed to realize that he had been staring for too long and cleared his throat before answering her questions.
"Er, it's been about three days since she was injured. The cut is long, about a foot or so and wraps around her right side under her ribs. It looks infected with red streaks around the edge of it and leaks a greenish pus. Smells rather bad too. She is from the Imuchakk tribe." He said in a slightly dazed tone. Nodding once more Dinarzad grabbed a few bottles that she knew would work on someone that size and grimaced when she realized that while she knew how to treat the woman this would be the first time she would be doing something like this by herself. While Shina had cleared her for this kind of thing the woman had clearly expected to be there when she had to first do something like this but Dinarzad knew that there was no chance in hell of Kiyoshi letting her out in this weather. Kiyoshi might help but he would be reluctant to leave his wife alone even in their own home during a storm this bad. Finishing grabbing everything she needed the girl rechecked the bag one last time before she shut the flap and leaped over the counter making her way over to the man.
"Alright, I have everything that I need. So take me to your friend." seeing the look of stunned disbelief on the male's face she sighed and ran a hand through her bangs. "Look my master cleared me for this sort of thing and she as of right now is not able to leave her own home. Her husband is the only other healer we have," Dinarzad said in a slightly annoyed tone and waved a hand in the general direction of the couple's home. "And you don't have a chance in hell of getting him to leave her right now. Now in this weather anyway. Soooo…" She raised a sarcastic brow and looked up at the man with a sardonic smile on her face. He sighed and rubbed a hand down his nose(? Or was it a muzzle? She would have to think about that later) before he reached out and hefted her onto his shoulders. Dinarzad let out a slightly indignant protest before the man bound out of the shop and into the downpour slamming the door shut on his way out.
"Shush, It would take to long to walk there and I have already wasted too much time finding the shop." well at least he did not try to blame her for the holdup. So she gritted her teeth and held back her anger at the indignity of being carried like a sack of rice. Soon they made it to the headman's rather large home which made Dinarzad take note of how odd that was. Most of the time any visitors to Kawanana would be housed in the rather tiny little inn that an old ghoul of a woman owned. The girl hid the wince as she remembered the unpleasant woman who still called her an airheaded bastard girl who would probably make her living on her back. Needless to say she was rather glad that for whatever reason this man's companions were being housed at the headsman's home.
"I have the healers apprentice, apparently the healer themselves are unavailable." The big man rumbled as he stepped into the house. Dinarzad took note of the four unfamiliar people standing by the Headman and his wife in the living room of the home. Another extremely tall man (This one she identified as an Imuchakk) bit out a curse and then looked her over before doing a double take and gaping at her. She thought he looked a bit like an overly large blue haired monkey as he gaped at her. Giving him a troubled look she wondered if she resembled someone who caused them trouble of some sort with how they were reacting when they laid eyes on her.
A cough drew her gold orbs to the headman who was looking at them with a slightly disapproving look on his face. The man holding her realized that he still had her over a shoulder and quickly set her down with a soft apology. Dinarzad waved it off and then looked over at the tall blue haired man knowing that he must be related to whoever she needed to treat.
"Would you allow me to look at whoever needs healing Mister?" She asked after bowing slightly in greeting. The tall man sputtered for a moment before a serious look came over his face.
"My name is Hinahoho little one and it's my wife that needs to be looked at. Do you have any experience with things like this?" The blue haired giant asked in a concerned tone. Dinarzad realizing that he was just nervous that a young girl would be the one working on his wife gave him a kind smile and a small nod.
"Yes, I have been in training for around three years now and have been able to work on things like this unsupervised for several months now. Though I will say this, My master would usually be here anyway but with the weather like this and her pregnancy well…" She shrugged a shoulder. The man gives a hesitant nod and then points to the nearest door indicating that his wife is inside.
No one particularly expected that this would be the beginning of something so world-shattering that morning but it was.
Because as Dinarzad walked over to the door dividing her from her patient a man that looked like a male version of her watched her go with mute shock shining in his gold eyes.
Her father had just found her.
A/N: and that's it for this chapter! I do hope you liked it! I had actually meant for this to be a longer chapter but I realized that if I kept going that I would have almost twelve pages before I was done. So I cut it in half and added a slightly different end to this half. Now next chapter we will see that some of what Dinarzad knows about her family is wrong and is fairly soul-crushing in its truth. Anyway, I hope you have enjoyed this chapter and I am sorry for the long wait. Right now I have several other chapters of other stories going all at once and it's a bit hard to keep up with all of it. Expect In The Pursuit Of Happiness to be updated fairly soon as well. Thank you for reading and please favorite and review!
PS: I also have a new HP/Magi crossover going on. If you don't mind a gender crossed Hermione and Boy Love please check it out.