Magic Knight Rayearth Fan Fiction ❯ Among Gods ❯ chapter 7 ( Chapter 6 )

On to one of the few remaining chapters to write and on your part, read.

Disclaimer: I do not own the MKR characters or world; I do own all of my characters and my plot. On with the story. Also:

WARNING:

Slight gore and nudity. Nothing too graphic. I did not know I was putting it in until I wrote it. It is at the end.

 

Where did we last leave off? oh yah…

 

OoOoOoO

 

Elise just gave her a sour look and Rune stepped up behind her, placing handcuff like shackles on her own wrists and pushed her towards a door.

“We don't take orders from you anymore. You are of no use to us.” Azalea looked up at Rune bewildered and shocked. She had been fooled and taken advantage of. Worst of all, she had given them her mother. They were out the door before she could cry out to her mother, who was stirring, but not yet awake.

 

OoOoOoO

 

Having alerted everyone that Trist had been kidnapped, he could only sit and scry. There was a soft knock at the door, barely audible. Umi popped her head in when he did not give an answer.

“You ok? You haven't been out of this room for hours.” She walked slowly up to his desk, sitting herself on the edge. He gave her a look which she knew was for sitting on his work, (like she had done so many times before) and told her he was very busy, that it was beyond crucial that Trist be found.

“Also, I have worked far more hours in here then I have now, did you already forget the preparations for the Seasonal Change Festival. We nearly had 300,000 people in the great hall.” Umi just rolled her eyes and turned away; facing the window, she had first seen Trist. It all seemed unreal. Trist had become apart of their daily lives, with her wise, jovial eyes, her cryptic words, and quaint laugh. Something seemed uneasy about all of this. Trist was powerful, the most powerful person (besides Hikaru, but that girl just had an amazing will for things.) she had ever met. She was a god; even in her weakened state, she would have fought back. It just didn't make sense.

“How did you say she was kidnapped?” She looked at him over her shoulder. He gave her a sharp look.

“I didn't.” His voice was low, as if he didn't want her to hear him. She gave him a quizzical look.

“So, she just…disappeared?” He sighed, but offered no response.

“Well, could she have left? There are a million different places she could want to go to.” He just stared at her, his eyes trying to reach something in hers. A frown settled on both their lips.

“You meddle too much.” He placed his chin on his hand. She flashed him a coy smile.

“You know you love me though.” She then batted her eyelashes a few slow times while still looking over her shoulder. A scowl appeared on his features, his brow bunching together in frustration.

“That I do.” He held his hand out for her, and she took it, crawling to sit on is lap like a kitten. He moved a few strands of blue hair out of her face before he spoke.

“You really do get the best of me. Anyhow, it was Azalea. She took Trist, where I do not know, why I don't know. I'm as much in the dark as you are, perhaps even more then you.” She leaned foreword to place her head in the crook of his neck, closing her eyes as he fiddled with her hair. All was silent for a few minutes in relative peace. However, a question was buzzing around Umi's head. It was difficult to admit that Azalea would kidnap her own mother, but again something just didn't add up.

“Clef?” His eyes were closed as well, and he was tracing mellow patterns with her hair on his fingertips. He cracked one eye open.

“Hmm?”

“If Trist is a god, then that means she is vital to these worlds survival. And that means a lot of people know about her, right?” His eyes were narrowed, trying to think of where this was going. Umi decided to help him along.

“So, that means, if someone go missing, a lot people will want, and need to know where said person is.” He nodded, still not sure were the girl's ponderings were going.

“Why is it only us worried, us looking? Where are Zeph, Luna, and Azsaruu? Where is Oliver?” She looked sincerely confused, and he could not blame her.

“To tell you the truth, which I'm more partial to then lying, I don't know where her children are. Nevertheless, I know Oliver is probably doing everything in his power to find her. And he can't come here, unless you want Cephiro to drop out of existence.” Another, worse confusion clouded over her face.

“I thought our will kept Cephiro here, not some god.” He sighed once more.

“The dynamics are very complex. Yes, our will keeps Cephiro here, but as Mokona was the creator, there are gods for everything. Oliver rules over everything we need. He determines where people go after death depending on their life, how events will play out, and so that one person may not `will' another dead and it be so. He has the use of fire. If you look at the world in all its parts, there are many. When I told you before that Trist has as many children as the world needs, the world has always been in need of many. They each control a special ability, as you have seen. Prince Zephyr controls and has the use of lightening; Princess Luna has wind. Trist is the goddess to everything we like or want. Such as flowers, or birds and animals, and she controls light. Oliver and Tristis combined form what we both need and want. Such as children, trees, or even your physical attributes. Now many physical attributes comes down to parental genes, but ever have a trait that no one in our family has, that would be because of them. So, yes, we rule our world with will, and it is still standing because of the pillars, and now Hikaru, but in truth, there are many parts we've yet to explain.” Her eyes were wide for a spilt second before she shook her head.

“I guess that makes a perverse kind of sense.” She just stared off into space.

“Also, if it was just one god is choosing the outcomes of wars, and rebellions, and reformations, they would all be one sided. Trist and Oliver balance each other out. He is hotheaded, and quick to judge, and has no real mercy. She is levelheaded, calm, and looks for the story behind the tale. Think of them as yin and yang. They balance the world out with good and evil.” Clef made to continue but a haughty laugh echoed through out his study. Umi and Clef were up in an instant. There sat Felix, leisurely lounging on a couch, lying on his side. Folds of his robes tumbled down his small frame. Devia stood slouching on the back of the sofa.

“Yes, you should see when Ollie gets tempered. It is a miracle Tris can calm him. Ouch!” He had pinched Felix in the side when he made his remark. Umi looked ready to murder; Clef was still standing in front of her, staff at the ready, an incantation on hit tongue.

“Oh, relax.” Felix held his hands up in a mock surrender, rolling his eyes. Devia rolled his eyes at his brother's antics.

“We come in peace. We've merely come to retrieve our mistress, and warn you that our liege has given temporary command to an advisor.” He (Felix) sat back and threw an arm over his eyes. The `what' was about to tear from Umi's mouth when Felix spoke up, turning his head slowly to stare at her, his eyes glowing a bright teal.

“It means little girl, that you are about to be paid a visit you soon shall not forget.” He turned back into his arm, his long hair fraying out about him and tangling in soft loops. Devia said not a word.

“Uhh. I have not had a decent night's sleep in these past months. How could Tris do this to us? I swear she'll be the death of me.” Still eyeing them suspiciously Clef and Umi only slightly relaxed, Umi cursing herself for not wearing her gem glove. Flicking her eyes back between the door and the two unexpected occupants, she called out:

“I guess that all folks.” And like magic words to a portal, Hikaru and Fuu came tumbling in through the door. They looked up sheepishly, and then righted themselves. Cleft gave Umi an annoyed look, not expecting any less from her. The two new comers grew very serious when they realized there were to other men in the room. Both were at the ready just about to draw their swords when there was a yell. Four of the six were startled, not having expected the outcry.

“F'lix! Da'via!” In came a mass of a five year old, moving impossibly fast, launching himself at Felix, who in turn caught him and spun in a circle, swing Thao around.

Thao giggled and screamed like a lunatic, finally settling to sit on Felix's hip. Devia reached over and ruffled his untidy hair.

“Now Thao, you are hardly fit to be out of bed. Look at yourself, come, let us get you changed, father will be here soon, and I don't envy the outcome of anyone who will displease him.” With that, Felix strutted out of the room, not even bothering to ask for help.

“Ten minutes and counting.” He shouted over his shoulder. Devia frowned at him.

“You have five of those six minutes.” Felix turned to glare at him.

“Do you even remember Thao? If so, then don't you remember how difficult it is getting him to change?” Devia just looked at him with an eyebrow raised, and a quirk of the mouth.

“You're a god, figure something out. Four minutes.” Felix cursed in another language which just Devia laugh. It was a different kind of sound, not harsh, but not soft. Felix disappeared in a whir.

After that, everything happened fast. Devia ushered Clef and Ferio into Clef's study, marring the knights' way in. Umi, whom was still furious from being called a `little girl', banged her fists on the door, demanding entrance. The door swung open and Devia was in her face. Stunned at the proximity of him, she leaned back.

“Where have you grown up? Did no one ever teach you manners?” He looked her over.

“You can not be from a prominent family, those manners are atrocious. Besides, women are not allowed to part take in such discussions. Please leave.” The door was slammed in her face before she could even get a word out. Her jaw just dropped. The word sexism repeated multiply times in her head, along with a few choice profanities. Fuu and Hikaru led her away before she could come to her senses. Felix and Thao met them along the way.

“What are you three doing? Aren't you going to change?” They looked down at themselves. Hikaru was wearing a pair of Capri's and tank top (having just gotten back from riding with Lantis), Fuu was in a soft moss colored dress that touched her ankles, and feathered out, and Umi was sporting a pair of black jeans with a dark blue short sleeved shirt on. Hikaru bore sneakers, Fuu floor slippers, and Umi wore a low ankle boot.

“Is there anything wrong with what we are wearing?” Fuu asked gently. Thao was dressed in a dark red tunic that crossed over his chest, buttoning at the bottom by his left hip. It was outlined in gold, and suited well with his hair. His breeches were a simply black, coming to end at his ankles, falling a little lower brushing the tops of his bare tiny feet. His hair was wet and parted down the middle, combed neatly to each side, his bangs brushed sideways over his forehead. He looked them over once, then twice, making sure to take in every detail.

“No, you look fine. You two though, had better get into something more appropriate.” He motioned to Hikaru and Umi. Umi made to argue but Hikaru pulled her off, darting away towards their rooms.

 

It was literally seven minutes when doors began flying open, and the great hall door, was slammed open. Mostly everyone was seated except for Felix, who was crouching next to Thao who was playing with a stuffed creature. It almost looked like Mokona, but it had a blue gem, and was black. He bounced it around on the floor, clucking a `nuu, nuu, naa' every time the toy hit the ground. The man burst through the door in a fury, stopping in the doorway. Felix and Devia stood and offered short bows before returning to what they were dong. Devia was immersed in a deep conversation with Clef and Ferio. The young King looked as if he was very confused, his brows knitting together. Fuu, Umi and Hikaru were discussing the new information they had received from Clef, while deciding their course of action. The knights, following Devia and Felix's examples, all stood, and offered bows. Each person in turn then bowed in some way shape or form.

The entire room turned to face him then. He ran a shaky hand through his locks of red and blonde, pulling at invisible knots. He didn't look disarrayed but he did look as though he hadn't got a good night's sleep in weeks. Dark, purple crescent moons sat underneath his eyes, pulling the skin taunt. His pale rose red eyes jumped from one person to another and so on, obviously placing names to faces. He only decided how fate played out for them, so the knights were sure he knew their names.

He made a unique gesture with his hands and a half moon appeared about two feet away from him, go from one side, and stretching to the far other side. It was made of six pale red circles. From the first circle appeared Zephyr in a flash of lightening. Next was Azsaruu in a surge of darkness. The next circle stayed empty which prompted Zephyr a raised eyebrow, and a knowledgeable look. The next to appear was a boy with short hair like silver tinsel. It looked as if a bunch of stars merged to form his hair, or that moonlight was somehow caught and strung together. The length was long in the front, hanging in his eyes, but was cropped short in the back. He appeared in a flurry of white dust that was written off as snow, but was fine and soft looking. It piled at his feet, clinging to his shoulders and tunic. He nodded to his father and his brothers. Luna was summoned next, the wind whipping up in a frenzy, her shoulder length hair flying about. She gave her father a sour look, but did not step out of the circle, though it was evident, she wanted to go stand near Zeph. The next occupant was summoned in a flash of fire, and was smaller then the rest. He was young, and looked about seven or eight. He had a short Mohawk that was a red blonde and black color. Much like Thao's hair, they had a wild rice theme to their hair. His pale grey eyes searched out those of his closest siblings. His soft eyes met the dark red ones of Luna and the vibrant blood red ones of the new boy.

Hikaru could see how much the boy wanted to run to his siblings, but he did not move from the circle, only fidgeted. Oliver turned his gaze on to the empty circle. He frowned and reached his are out, clasping around something invisible. By this time, Devia and Felix were standing, Felix holding Thao, off to the side. The Knights had gone to stand with Clef and Ferio. Lantis, whom had been missing up until a few moments ago, was standing behind Hikaru, a large hand on her shoulder.

“Don't look.” He forcefully turned Umi around. Ferio and Lantis followed his lead.

“Cover your ears.” Having just broken out of a daze from staring at the gods present in the room, she numbly did what she was told without argument. Having just one or two gods among them was difficult. You kept having to stare at them, take in every small detail, they were so perfect. They each came with a different personality and different looks, making them so diverse yet amazing. They could be everything a person could want. It was over whelming being in their presence, and their attention wasn't even on them.

Oliver frowned even more.

“Father! Don…'t.” Azsaruu's plea came too late, drowned out. Oliver ripped his arm back towards his body and a screamed tore through the air. A ripple of magic and energy poured foreword and danced on everyone's nerves. There, in the circle lay the quivering mass of a girl. She had blond hair and dark eyes. Her bare frame was covered in blood, and the muscles were prominent, twitching and shaking under the stress of having just been pulled through worlds. Her arms barely supported her, and her breathing was heavy and fast. Her nerves were too numb with pain, to shot and broken to feel any of it. In the one instant, she lost all feeling in her small body. That was soon forgotten. She began to scream and writhe on the blood soaked floor ads her skin grew back, attaching itself back to her nerves and tendons. A lot of her hair began to grow back to, having been shucked like a piece of corn. When the screams died to whimpers and pitiful sobs, Oliver dropped the circles from beneath their feet and they were able to move from them. The smaller of the two new boys skittered up to the elder with wide frightened eyes. Luna raced to Zephyr, burying her head in his cloak, sobbing. He gave his father a flat look, his face deadpanned. Oliver could see the anger rolling behind the eyes. Azsaruu knelt next to his naked sister, petting her hair, calming her through the pain. He whispered small saying of comfort. Oliver just strutted over to Clef, bowing. He looked to Umi, who had involuntary tears in her eyes. A large lump had formed in her throat. The coppery tang of the blood permeated the room, leaving a heavy feeling in the occupant's stomachs.

“I think I'm going to be sick.” Umi ran off out a side door, Hikaru and Fuu following quickly after to care for her. Clef just stared after her, trying his best to ignore the man at his elbow. That was not easily done; it is not easy to forget the man standing at your elbow is a god, king of them all in fact. Reluctantly he turned to Oliver, who still stared at the door the knights disappeared through.

“So that is what she meant. She must have dealt it before she left, and forgot. How silly of her.” He spoke in the quietist of murmurs, as if pondering over a fact of some sort. Upon looking down at Clef, the mage could see the gods eyes were filled to the brim with sorrow, worry and anger. The red haired man ran his fingers once more through his mane. Felix and Devia came to stand next to him, still holding Thao. The boy reached out for his father who took him gently. It almost looked as if he (Oliver) was afraid he (Thao) would disappear if he was too coarse with him. Devia was the first to speak up after minutes of them just watching Thao curl in on Oliver's chest, pulling on a long stray lock of hair, gripping it tightly in his pudgy fingers. His eyes closed softly, drifting off into a slow slumber, his mind and heart quite weary.

“It is only a matter of time now. Something must happen, and it will be soon.”

 

OoOoOoO

 

Ok, so are the lengths of the chapters good? Are they too short? Too long? I need some feedback here. Who is your fave character? And why?

 

That's all for now. Till next time.

In the next chapter, Trist will be found.