Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Seeing Beyond the Light ❯ The Summoning ( Prologue )
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By: Wingson 
A little background and the choice of a Gaurdian.
Anime/Manga: Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.29.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 276 | Status: Completed
A little background and the choice of a Gaurdian.
Anime/Manga: Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.29.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 276 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Fushigi yuugi and characters etc. does not belong to me. I am not Yuu, because I am me!
Warnings: Ummmm, not much here...maybe some spoilers if you haven't seen the end of the first season
*...* - God speak
//...// - Thought speak
"..." - Human speak
Seeing Beyond the Light
Prologue: The Summoning
When Tai Itsukun created the Universe of the Four Gods, she saw that her creation would need special guidance. Not feeling that she could overlook the entire world by herself, she divided it up amongst her children, Genbu, Byakko, Suzaku, and Seiryu. To each she gave control over an element and an emotion. Each also represented, respectively, Age, Youth, Woman, and Man. The primary emotion was not the only thing they felt, but it was predominant. Seiryu, Kami of Anger, soon grew hateful towards His brothers and sent the armies of his country to attack the others. At these times mikos from another world were called on to help protect the countries. The mikos were protected by the seven seishi, and the seishi themselves were protected by the Guardians. This arrangement worked for a time, but the three other Gods feared the time when Seiryu was able to call upon His own Miko. How could the Guardian and the other Gods cope with the potential for destruction that this would cause?
The Guardian for the seishi, the seishi for the Miko, the Miko for the God.
And so our story begins.
* * *
In a small valley off the north west side of the central mountain of the land, two people fought. The unguided eye might sense that the two were attempting to kill each other, but anyone watching for more than a few moments could see that this was a mere training session. The blows inflicted, while painful, were not meant to bruise, and it was obvious that the younger of the two fighter was receiving the most blows. Punches were traded, kicks attempted, and slices and blocks achieved. What would prove most obvious to anyone watching that this was not a real fight was the grin of delight in the face of the younger fighter.
*Kizuka.*
She looked up, startled at the soft sound of her name being called, and tripped. She started cursing under her breath, certain that this time she would have gotten that move correct. Her sensei, immediately seeing that something was different, halted his advance.
"Ne, Kizu-chan, what is it?"
"Nothing, sensei, I just thought I heard my-"
*Miharu Kizuka.*
The sound, distinctly feminine and ancient, was louder, and she turned around, trying to find the source. Her long black braid swung within easy reach of the fighting instructor, her father, but he was too distracted by his daughter's behavior to take advantage of her opening.
*Miharu Kizuka, do you hear me?*
"Hai, demo, where are you?"
*My child*, and she could now hear the laughter in her head, *You cannot see me because I am not there. I am the Summoner, the one that calls on members of you family when the time is right.*
"Are the seishi in danger, then?"
*Possibly, my child* The voice spoke slowly with the weight of experience, *I am calling you to your full powers. Do you accept the responsibility that comes with the power?*
"Hai." There was no hesitation; she felt like she had been born for just this moment.
*Then swear the oath*
Kizuka opened her eyes, and for the first time she could feel the weight of her family's destiny upon her shoulders. She had been taught from a very small age what this day would bring, but now that it was here she could feel the pressure of it building inside of her. The sun was just beginning to set in the West. The reds, golds, blues, and purples created such a brilliant display in the sky that her breath caught and she stood there in the training circle, struck dumb by the beauty around her. Taking it all in, she turned again to face her instructor.
"Toosan-"
*Swear*
Miharu-san looked at his youngest daughter. While the girl was extremely talented, though not the best, in the family martial arts, and had been training from a very young age, he could tell that lately her heart had not been entirely on the training. It was almost as if she had been waiting for someone to come or something to happen. He sighed. It seemed like the time had come yet again for this family's destiny to be fulfilled.
A golden light began to surround Kizuka as she closed her eyes and spoke the words that every member of the Miharu family had been taught from birth. Her voice had deepened and hardened, seeming much older than her 19 years.
"By Genbu, ancient protector of the North, Kami of Earth and Hope; by Byakko, youthful protector of the West, Kami of Wind and Joy; by Seiryu, masculine protector of the East, Kami of Water and Anger; by Suzaku, feminine protector of the South, Kami of Fire and Love; I swear that the power granted to me this day will not be used for coercion or manipulation, I sear this in the name of Tai Itsukun, Creator of all. The Guardian for the Seishi, the Seishi for the Miko, the Miko for the God; So Mote It Be."
At her last words the golden light, which had grown steadily brighter and brighter, seemed to fuse into her body. Her eyes flew open and she bit back a scream as she felt the power pierce through her skin. Miharu-san cursed and ran to his daughter, catching her as she fell.
Kizuka had never felt such pain. It was worse than that time when she was eight and fell off the roof while sparing with her brother. She had broken three ribs and her leg in that fall, but here she felt as if every bone in her body, every muscle and organ was on fire. The pain continued, compounding and multiplying on itself with every painstaking breath. She bit her lip until she could taste blood, struggling for control.
//I will not scream. I will not scream. To scream is to lose control and a martial artist is always in control but the pain Oh Gods the pain! NO! I will remain in control I am in control of me IamIamIAM! I will not disappoint my father by losing control I WON'T I will not give in to the pain pain Oh Gods pain heat hot hot HOT! Pain! Noooooo.....//
The last thing she heard as she slammed into unconsciousness was a primordial shriek of pain and anguish.
* * *
Miharu Akane looked up from her cooking as the scream echoed throughout the small valley where her husband's family had lived for generations. She dropped the vegetables she was cutting and ran outside, her eldest daughter Rei at her heels.
"Toji! Shinji!"
Her two eldest came running from the barn.
"Did you hear that?" "It came from the training ground!"
The two sentences were spoken simultaneously as the group turned as one and ran in the direction of the training circle. The sight that greeted Akane's eyes was enough to stop her heart. Her husband sat cradling her youngest daughter in his arms.
"Oh Gods! What happened?" She ran and knelt by Kizuka, breathing a sigh of relief when she felt the pulse at her child's neck.
"She has been chosen."
The responses were varied, but happened almost simulataneously.
"She's only a child!"-Akane
"She's the youngest!"-Rei
"She's not even the best!"-Shinji
"She's only a girl"-Toji, which earned him a swift slap from Rei.
"All of you know that age or gender has nothing to do with the choosing. That is why we have trained all of you since you were five. A Miharu always has to be ready for the call. She was the one that the Gods chose for this task, and therefore she is the most qualified. It may be that this time excellence in the arts is not what is required. There are other qualifications of a Guardian than fighting ability or experience." Miharu-san spoke softly to ease the tension in the circle.
"But she will die! There has never been a Guardian that did not die in the performance of their duty! It's not fair to let one so young stand across the fates of all seven seishi!" Akane exclaimed, terrified for her daughter.
"Dear, you knew the danger when we married. I never hid from you that this might happen to one of our children. It is both the blessing and the curse of our family." Miharu-san spoke gently to comfort his wife, as he could not take her in his arms.
"So speaks the voice of wisdom," A grandmotherly voice floated across the clearing.
Everyone except Miharu-san and his unconscious daughter spun and dropped into defensive positions at the unknown voice. It took nearly all of the self-discipline from years of training for the defending members not to recoil in fright at the hideous figure that was...floating?...towards them. The ...er... wizened old woman was a little startling to say the least.
"Your daughter is in a unique situation. Something went wrong in sending the Suzaku no Miko back to her world to recover from her illness. The barrier between the worlds was weakened and another girl was brought through. Seiryu has already claimed this second girl as His Miko. Never before have two Mikos appeared at once. Special training for the Guardian is needed." Tai Itsukun was used to the reactions of others, and decided that now was not the time to bring out the hammer.
"What do you mean?" Rei spoke her parent's thoughts.
Tai Itsukun sighed. Had she been too obscure before? "I will take the girl up the mountain for accelerated training. Your daughter has very little time, both to learn to use her powers and to learn to hide them to protect herself. She must choose a side and be able to protect them from threats from the opposing side."
At this point Kizuka herself stirred and opened her eyes. Miharu-san gasped. His daughter's light blues eyes no longer stared back at him; they were replaced by golden irises.
"Toosan? What happened? Stop shining a light in my eyes! I can't see!" Kizuka's voice became more and more panicked.
"Shhh, my child," Tai Itsukun's voice soothed the frightened girl as she floated between the family members to the new Guardian's side. "Calm down. You are now able to physically see chi, and therefore are unable to see as other mortals do."
Kizuka turned her gaze towards the voice she recognized from the summoning and gasped. A being made entirely of light floated right next to the dimmer light forms that she now recognized as her family. The brilliance faded a bit, or perhaps she got used to it, and she could recognize different colors within the core, constantly sifting as thoughts and emotions filtered across the Creator's soul.
"Ohhh... you're so beautiful!" She continued to stare in awe at Tai Itsukun.
The old woman smiled at the new Guardian, surrounded now by the twitching bodies of the Miharu family, as they had face faulted at the youngest member's pronouncement.
"I knew I would like this girl."
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Translators note: Miharu-watcher, kami-spirit or god, sensei-teacher, demo-but, Toosan-daddy, nani-what
Warnings: Ummmm, not much here...maybe some spoilers if you haven't seen the end of the first season
*...* - God speak
//...// - Thought speak
"..." - Human speak
Seeing Beyond the Light
Prologue: The Summoning
When Tai Itsukun created the Universe of the Four Gods, she saw that her creation would need special guidance. Not feeling that she could overlook the entire world by herself, she divided it up amongst her children, Genbu, Byakko, Suzaku, and Seiryu. To each she gave control over an element and an emotion. Each also represented, respectively, Age, Youth, Woman, and Man. The primary emotion was not the only thing they felt, but it was predominant. Seiryu, Kami of Anger, soon grew hateful towards His brothers and sent the armies of his country to attack the others. At these times mikos from another world were called on to help protect the countries. The mikos were protected by the seven seishi, and the seishi themselves were protected by the Guardians. This arrangement worked for a time, but the three other Gods feared the time when Seiryu was able to call upon His own Miko. How could the Guardian and the other Gods cope with the potential for destruction that this would cause?
The Guardian for the seishi, the seishi for the Miko, the Miko for the God.
And so our story begins.
* * *
In a small valley off the north west side of the central mountain of the land, two people fought. The unguided eye might sense that the two were attempting to kill each other, but anyone watching for more than a few moments could see that this was a mere training session. The blows inflicted, while painful, were not meant to bruise, and it was obvious that the younger of the two fighter was receiving the most blows. Punches were traded, kicks attempted, and slices and blocks achieved. What would prove most obvious to anyone watching that this was not a real fight was the grin of delight in the face of the younger fighter.
*Kizuka.*
She looked up, startled at the soft sound of her name being called, and tripped. She started cursing under her breath, certain that this time she would have gotten that move correct. Her sensei, immediately seeing that something was different, halted his advance.
"Ne, Kizu-chan, what is it?"
"Nothing, sensei, I just thought I heard my-"
*Miharu Kizuka.*
The sound, distinctly feminine and ancient, was louder, and she turned around, trying to find the source. Her long black braid swung within easy reach of the fighting instructor, her father, but he was too distracted by his daughter's behavior to take advantage of her opening.
*Miharu Kizuka, do you hear me?*
"Hai, demo, where are you?"
*My child*, and she could now hear the laughter in her head, *You cannot see me because I am not there. I am the Summoner, the one that calls on members of you family when the time is right.*
"Are the seishi in danger, then?"
*Possibly, my child* The voice spoke slowly with the weight of experience, *I am calling you to your full powers. Do you accept the responsibility that comes with the power?*
"Hai." There was no hesitation; she felt like she had been born for just this moment.
*Then swear the oath*
Kizuka opened her eyes, and for the first time she could feel the weight of her family's destiny upon her shoulders. She had been taught from a very small age what this day would bring, but now that it was here she could feel the pressure of it building inside of her. The sun was just beginning to set in the West. The reds, golds, blues, and purples created such a brilliant display in the sky that her breath caught and she stood there in the training circle, struck dumb by the beauty around her. Taking it all in, she turned again to face her instructor.
"Toosan-"
*Swear*
Miharu-san looked at his youngest daughter. While the girl was extremely talented, though not the best, in the family martial arts, and had been training from a very young age, he could tell that lately her heart had not been entirely on the training. It was almost as if she had been waiting for someone to come or something to happen. He sighed. It seemed like the time had come yet again for this family's destiny to be fulfilled.
A golden light began to surround Kizuka as she closed her eyes and spoke the words that every member of the Miharu family had been taught from birth. Her voice had deepened and hardened, seeming much older than her 19 years.
"By Genbu, ancient protector of the North, Kami of Earth and Hope; by Byakko, youthful protector of the West, Kami of Wind and Joy; by Seiryu, masculine protector of the East, Kami of Water and Anger; by Suzaku, feminine protector of the South, Kami of Fire and Love; I swear that the power granted to me this day will not be used for coercion or manipulation, I sear this in the name of Tai Itsukun, Creator of all. The Guardian for the Seishi, the Seishi for the Miko, the Miko for the God; So Mote It Be."
At her last words the golden light, which had grown steadily brighter and brighter, seemed to fuse into her body. Her eyes flew open and she bit back a scream as she felt the power pierce through her skin. Miharu-san cursed and ran to his daughter, catching her as she fell.
Kizuka had never felt such pain. It was worse than that time when she was eight and fell off the roof while sparing with her brother. She had broken three ribs and her leg in that fall, but here she felt as if every bone in her body, every muscle and organ was on fire. The pain continued, compounding and multiplying on itself with every painstaking breath. She bit her lip until she could taste blood, struggling for control.
//I will not scream. I will not scream. To scream is to lose control and a martial artist is always in control but the pain Oh Gods the pain! NO! I will remain in control I am in control of me IamIamIAM! I will not disappoint my father by losing control I WON'T I will not give in to the pain pain Oh Gods pain heat hot hot HOT! Pain! Noooooo.....//
The last thing she heard as she slammed into unconsciousness was a primordial shriek of pain and anguish.
* * *
Miharu Akane looked up from her cooking as the scream echoed throughout the small valley where her husband's family had lived for generations. She dropped the vegetables she was cutting and ran outside, her eldest daughter Rei at her heels.
"Toji! Shinji!"
Her two eldest came running from the barn.
"Did you hear that?" "It came from the training ground!"
The two sentences were spoken simultaneously as the group turned as one and ran in the direction of the training circle. The sight that greeted Akane's eyes was enough to stop her heart. Her husband sat cradling her youngest daughter in his arms.
"Oh Gods! What happened?" She ran and knelt by Kizuka, breathing a sigh of relief when she felt the pulse at her child's neck.
"She has been chosen."
The responses were varied, but happened almost simulataneously.
"She's only a child!"-Akane
"She's the youngest!"-Rei
"She's not even the best!"-Shinji
"She's only a girl"-Toji, which earned him a swift slap from Rei.
"All of you know that age or gender has nothing to do with the choosing. That is why we have trained all of you since you were five. A Miharu always has to be ready for the call. She was the one that the Gods chose for this task, and therefore she is the most qualified. It may be that this time excellence in the arts is not what is required. There are other qualifications of a Guardian than fighting ability or experience." Miharu-san spoke softly to ease the tension in the circle.
"But she will die! There has never been a Guardian that did not die in the performance of their duty! It's not fair to let one so young stand across the fates of all seven seishi!" Akane exclaimed, terrified for her daughter.
"Dear, you knew the danger when we married. I never hid from you that this might happen to one of our children. It is both the blessing and the curse of our family." Miharu-san spoke gently to comfort his wife, as he could not take her in his arms.
"So speaks the voice of wisdom," A grandmotherly voice floated across the clearing.
Everyone except Miharu-san and his unconscious daughter spun and dropped into defensive positions at the unknown voice. It took nearly all of the self-discipline from years of training for the defending members not to recoil in fright at the hideous figure that was...floating?...towards them. The ...er... wizened old woman was a little startling to say the least.
"Your daughter is in a unique situation. Something went wrong in sending the Suzaku no Miko back to her world to recover from her illness. The barrier between the worlds was weakened and another girl was brought through. Seiryu has already claimed this second girl as His Miko. Never before have two Mikos appeared at once. Special training for the Guardian is needed." Tai Itsukun was used to the reactions of others, and decided that now was not the time to bring out the hammer.
"What do you mean?" Rei spoke her parent's thoughts.
Tai Itsukun sighed. Had she been too obscure before? "I will take the girl up the mountain for accelerated training. Your daughter has very little time, both to learn to use her powers and to learn to hide them to protect herself. She must choose a side and be able to protect them from threats from the opposing side."
At this point Kizuka herself stirred and opened her eyes. Miharu-san gasped. His daughter's light blues eyes no longer stared back at him; they were replaced by golden irises.
"Toosan? What happened? Stop shining a light in my eyes! I can't see!" Kizuka's voice became more and more panicked.
"Shhh, my child," Tai Itsukun's voice soothed the frightened girl as she floated between the family members to the new Guardian's side. "Calm down. You are now able to physically see chi, and therefore are unable to see as other mortals do."
Kizuka turned her gaze towards the voice she recognized from the summoning and gasped. A being made entirely of light floated right next to the dimmer light forms that she now recognized as her family. The brilliance faded a bit, or perhaps she got used to it, and she could recognize different colors within the core, constantly sifting as thoughts and emotions filtered across the Creator's soul.
"Ohhh... you're so beautiful!" She continued to stare in awe at Tai Itsukun.
The old woman smiled at the new Guardian, surrounded now by the twitching bodies of the Miharu family, as they had face faulted at the youngest member's pronouncement.
"I knew I would like this girl."
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Translators note: Miharu-watcher, kami-spirit or god, sensei-teacher, demo-but, Toosan-daddy, nani-what