Postby Phantom_Sorano » Thu Sep 15, 2011 7:35 am
OOC: Okay Rockie....I've made up my mind.....be ready.
--Drivalia--(a dream realm for those deeply spiritually intuned)
"Joanne.....Joanne....how can you say such things with confidence?", hissed the cold, sinister voice. "Love is an allusion for the weak; if evil can be there, it will and it will prevail. You fight so hard to be good, when you are destined for evil. You have to be...you are bonded by blood to the goddess of all darkness."
--Adelphi--
Ariel had returned to her chamber when she saw a brilliant flash of light and saw Micheal standing with a black cloaked mass in his arms. Her eyes flashed with sadness as she sighed.
"I suppose she told you then and you have an understanding of what must be done."
Ariel motioned for Aaliyah to be placed on a lush rug on the floor; the young goddess bent down and surveyed the angel's pale face.
"She has been getting worse...my poor friend...you know the dangers of me doing this...but there isn't much time to waste."
Ariel's golden head bowed in prayer; soft words of incantations and light began to fill the room. Severing and making a new contract would be difficult with Aaliyah being unconscious, but she had faith she would be able to find the piece of her human soul quickly. Besides, the goddess thought to herself, Adarah had been quiet and she was still to new to power to realize its range.
Aaliyah's body began to glow; slowly, deep within herself, Ariel appeared to her.
"Are you ready for what must be done?"
"Yes...I am."
"Anything that you would like to have preformed....in case this is not successful...?", the goddess asked with a heavy heart.
Aaliyah understood her though. "Yes...watch over Morigan and have her returned to Adelphi...if I am not here....please appoint my son as the guardian to Reika...he is a tender spirit and will serve her well...and...tell my husband I am sorry and my feelings towards him will never change."
Tears brimmed in Ariel's eyes and she nodded. Resolute, Aaliyah joined hands with the holy figure and prepared to break the contract that made her an angel. Suddenly all went black and cold; her body was gone and she struggled to make out anything.
"Princess? Princess? Can you hear me?"
"No one can hear you now, little pet."
"Who is there?", the severed soul demanded.
"I think that you know, Saiyanna. Saiyune...Aaliyah...whatever name you wish to hide behind. You are mine now..."
"No....no...."
"Oh yes. Iawia was able to catch part of you, but I will not make the same mistake. You were able to get away from me once, but I knew one day you would be mine."
"No! I am a child of Iawia!"
"I'm afraid not, pet. That bond to your dying master has been broken, and your little 'princess' doesn't have the power to find you here. I am still all powerful, though my body was destroyed. You are mine now! You were always destined to be a child of Pandora!", the voice said as it appeared from the darkness in the form of the dark queen.
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"Aaliyah! Aaliyah! No....NO!"
Ariel sank to the floor in tears, grabbing the shoulders of the lifeless vessel and pulling it to her chest. She began to rock back and forth, overcome with her own guilt.
"Mich...Micheal...I...I am sorry....I....I wasn't able to find her...."
--Krangor--
Nefron was just waking up from the new pandamonium of the camp when suddenly it felt as if his heart had been set ablaze. The dragon cried out in agony as his body fell to the ground. Impossible.....there was no way....but he felt it.
"Sai.....SAI!", he called out.
He could feel her; somewhere distant. Though it was weak, his heart would never forget the bond to his precious human girl. He got a quick flash of her panic and fear. Whatever it was- he had to do something. But what? His mind was not intent on ration. Slowly, he raised himself and began to search the campgrounds.
"Minerva! Minerva!"
Jeremiah 29:11-"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord,"plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
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