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Post by Kuri-Kara|JD [Admin] on Jan 7, 2009 23:34:21 GMT -5
[This starts out in a dream in Fya's house, then it'll move on to the school, everything in italics is a part of the dream; and Kitalia is being referred to as "Hime-sama" as in she's the "Princess" of the school]
It was foggy and dark, but where she was felt warm, not cold. And there was a woman that stood only a few feet in front of her that she felt like she knew from somewhere. The woman was tall, and her long black hair cascaded in waves to the floor and her clothes were elegant and fancy, almost like an old priestess or royal from a time long past. Though this woman seemed so familiar, Fyora was almost sure she had never met her in her life. “Hello?” She called out to the figure. Her voice seemed to be different somehow; her words came out in an ancient language she somehow understood.
“It is time, my beloved child. I promised to awaken you to your true destiny when the time came. I wish it were otherwise, but you must awaken. You will be you of this time, and begin remembering things from the past. Please bear with it, I know it will be painful, but I don’t want you to lose everyone again. Chaos has been revived and she intends to resurrect Shi and break my seal upon the container of his soul.” The woman explained. “You will find your friends with your special ability to see their auras. I hope Morte finds you soon. But first, you need to find Kinmoku’s new ruler, she will guide you.”
“Who are you!?” Fyora called out with fright.
“I am Shukusei. You’ll remember me soon enough.” The woman whispered.
Suddenly Fyora sat up in her bed, awakened by the sound of wings. But when she looked to her balcony doors, there was nothing there, the sun had just risen and her alarm clock was going off. There was nothing amiss, except a strange looking item on her vanity. It was a wand of sorts, with the head of a lion at the top in what appeared to be topaz, and the symbol for the zodiac Leo in gold on the red wand. “What the hell is this?!” When she picked up the wand, she felt as if it had belonged to her rightfully all her life, as if it had been hers all along.
“Find Kinmoku’s new ruler, she will guide you.” The mysterious voice seemed to echo in Fyora’s mind, she sighed before placing it in her bag. “Great, now I gotta find some person I don't even know. How am I supposed to deal with this?!" She muttered before looking at the clock.
"FYA! HURRY IT UP OR YOU WON’T GET ANY BREAKFAST BEFORE YOU HEAD TO SCHOOL!” Fyora’s mother called up the stairs expecting her daughter to rush down trying to get ready for school and eat breakfast at the same time.
Indeed, Fyora did hurry to get changed into her school uniform before braiding her long hair into two loose braids. She then rushed down the stairs to the kitchen, grabbing her bentou and a pop-tart before rushing out the door on her way to school. As she walked to school, normally she would have already been out the door by now, but she had been late after washing her face with cold water to make sure she wasn’t still dreaming.
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Once Fyora reached the school, she quickly went to her locker to get the correct books for her first class before she noticed the application for student council fall out of her locker. “Oh, hey, what’s this? Hime-sama must’ve slipped this in there… Oh well, I guess there’s no harm in actually trying out for student council. My grades are high enough and my parents would actually give me some credit for once; especially since Hime-sama has been bothering me about joining Student Council lately.” She sighed before getting hit in the back of the head with one of her own textbooks.
“Fya-neechan, you need to stop forgetting your books at home. It’s a good thing I brought it with me when I went to the club practice. If I hadn’t had a kendo club practice, you would’ve left this book home most likely knowing you.” Raenef, Fyora’s older brother, lectured. He too had a strange dream involving someone calling him their “precious child” but he wasn’t about to let his sister know. Though only a year older than Fya, he seemed much more mature than she did. He was tall, about 5’
It was foggy and dark, but where she was felt warm, not cold. And there was a woman that stood only a few feet in front of her that she felt like she knew from somewhere. The woman was tall, and her long black hair cascaded in waves to the floor and her clothes were elegant and fancy, almost like an old priestess or royal from a time long past. Though this woman seemed so familiar, Fyora was almost sure she had never met her in her life. “Hello?” She called out to the figure. Her voice seemed to be different somehow; her words came out in an ancient language she somehow understood.
“It is time, my beloved child. I promised to awaken you to your true destiny when the time came. I wish it were otherwise, but you must awaken. You will be you of this time, and begin remembering things from the past. Please bear with it, I know it will be painful, but I don’t want you to lose everyone again. Chaos has been revived and she intends to resurrect Shi and break my seal upon the container of his soul.” The woman explained. “You will find your friends with your special ability to see their auras. I hope Morte finds you soon. But first, you need to find Kinmoku’s new ruler, she will guide you.”
“Who are you!?” Fyora called out with fright.
“I am Shukusei. You’ll remember me soon enough.” The woman whispered.
Suddenly Fyora sat up in her bed, awakened by the sound of wings. But when she looked to her balcony doors, there was nothing there, the sun had just risen and her alarm clock was going off. There was nothing amiss, except a strange looking item on her vanity. It was a wand of sorts, with the head of a lion at the top in what appeared to be topaz, and the symbol for the zodiac Leo in gold on the red wand. “What the hell is this?!” When she picked up the wand, she felt as if it had belonged to her rightfully all her life, as if it had been hers all along.
“Find Kinmoku’s new ruler, she will guide you.” The mysterious voice seemed to echo in Fyora’s mind, she sighed before placing it in her bag. “Great, now I gotta find some person I don't even know. How am I supposed to deal with this?!" She muttered before looking at the clock.
"FYA! HURRY IT UP OR YOU WON’T GET ANY BREAKFAST BEFORE YOU HEAD TO SCHOOL!” Fyora’s mother called up the stairs expecting her daughter to rush down trying to get ready for school and eat breakfast at the same time.
Indeed, Fyora did hurry to get changed into her school uniform before braiding her long hair into two loose braids. She then rushed down the stairs to the kitchen, grabbing her bentou and a pop-tart before rushing out the door on her way to school. As she walked to school, normally she would have already been out the door by now, but she had been late after washing her face with cold water to make sure she wasn’t still dreaming.
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Once Fyora reached the school, she quickly went to her locker to get the correct books for her first class before she noticed the application for student council fall out of her locker. “Oh, hey, what’s this? Hime-sama must’ve slipped this in there… Oh well, I guess there’s no harm in actually trying out for student council. My grades are high enough and my parents would actually give me some credit for once; especially since Hime-sama has been bothering me about joining Student Council lately.” She sighed before getting hit in the back of the head with one of her own textbooks.
“Fya-neechan, you need to stop forgetting your books at home. It’s a good thing I brought it with me when I went to the club practice. If I hadn’t had a kendo club practice, you would’ve left this book home most likely knowing you.” Raenef, Fyora’s older brother, lectured. He too had a strange dream involving someone calling him their “precious child” but he wasn’t about to let his sister know. Though only a year older than Fya, he seemed much more mature than she did. He was tall, about 5’
