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Roll · 05-17-2003, 12:35 AM

Mothers
Mizuki opened her eyes and looked all around her. She saw only grass, flowers, and healing herbs that she had seen before. Looking at the herbs, Mizuki thought of her wound, and looked for it. She looked in vain, however, because there was no wounds anywhere on her anymore, which greatly confused her. She began thinking whether or not she was dead, and while pondering the thought, heard a sound from behind. She turned around and looked, but saw nothing. Then something tapped her shoulder, and she grabbed whatever touched her and turned to see who or what it was. Mizuki gasped.

The figure was tall, with green hair that seemed to be perfectly well groomed, and the figure was slim as well. She wore the same kind of clothing as Mizuki did, except that the figure before her had one that was larger, and in a white, yellow, and orange combination. The figure, which looked somewhat surprised at the movements Mizuki made, stood before her without fear of any damage Mizuki could inflict upon her. She motioned for Mizuki to sit down on the grass, and Mizuki cautiously did so. The figure joined her, and began to speak.

figure: "Hello, Mizuki."
Mizuki: "..hello."
Figure: "How was your day today?"
Mizuki: (opening) "Oh my god, I'm so glad someone asked that! It was so bad, you see:"-
and Mizuki told the entire trip with detail to the being, knowing that she wasn't dangerous enough to harm her... if she were even alive.
Figure: "I see. So you are ok?"
Mizuki: "I don't know... but that doesn't matter. We never properly introduced ourselves, though you know my name, somehow. What is your name?"
Figure: "I would rather not speak of it, but I would like to be called Iva."
Mizuki: "I see. Well, Iva, how did you know my name?"
Iva: "...I just knew."
Mizuki: "You just knew?"
Iva: "Yes."
Mizuki: "I see... Where are we?"
Iva: "You are in a special realm, one that has no name, because it would change depending on the person who thinks of it. It is thought of continuously by many beings, all over earth, and it changes with the strongest thoughts that the souls erect."
Mizuki: "Ok then..."
Iva: "Mizuki, you're not understanding everything yet, are you?"
Mizuki: "Not at all, I'm afraid."
Iva: "Don't worry about it. I'll show you."

Iva pulled the wooden box out of her kimono, and placed it in front of Mizuki. Mizuki took the box and looked at it. It wasn't very special, but it had a gear in its side with a little, metal, pink colored orb attached to the side. Iva motioned for Mizuki to pull the orb, and Mizuki pulled it cautiously. Suddenly the box opened up and shined a glorious light, one that made Mizuki drop the box and scramble backwards in surprise. Whatever was happening to it, though, Iva was perfectly still, and watched the box until the light died away.
"Look inside of it."
Mizuki obeyed, and moved closer to the box. When Mizuki picked up the box, she looked inside. There was a piece of paper. Mizuki picked it up, and looked at it. It seemed like a pretty ordinary piece of paper, that is, until Mizuki turned it over. Mizuki's eyes widened as she looked at it with continuously growing confusion, sadness, and a hint of anger. It was a particularly realistic sketch of her when she was very young, and she was being held by two older people who seemed to be her parents. 'One of them looks just like Iva...' Mizuki looked at Iva with a lot of vexation.

Mizuki: "Where did you get this?"
Iva: "Why, it's been held here for many years now. About a decade and a half, actually."
Mizuki: "Did you have it then?"
Iva: "Yes, I did have it. It was all I had left in the world."
Mizuki: "Alright then. Who are you really? How did you come across this picture? Tell me!"
Iva: "Alright. I am Iva, as you know. However, that picture was mine, and was given to me by an exceptional artist when he drew your family."
Mizuki: "Why does that woman look like you?"
Iva: "Because that is me."
Mizuki: "...but... if that's you... then..."
Iva: "That is right. I am your mother."
Mizuki: ".....if you're my mother... then who's my father?"
Iva: *sighs* "Your fathers name was Taran. He was a wonderful swordsman, one who was particularly kind, and always avoided fighting when able to. One day our paths crossed when I was carrying water and fell down some stairs. He was soaked, and I was embarressed, and all he and I could say was 'um'. Ever since then, we were together like salt and pepper and we eventually had you. You were the cutest bundle of joy in the world, and the bundle of joy part was never to be taken lightly. You see, almost everyone who saw you could not help smile at you, and you never stopped your smiles, or giggles for that matter. It was as if you were the embodiment of happiness itself, and that may very well be true. However, some people didn't love you as much as all the other people. In fact, they came to your father and I, and they gave us two choices. Either we could kill you, or we could leave you to die in the wild. We chose neither of them, and they left us with anger and hate. A few nights afterward, they attacked us in an attempt to kill you. However, we escaped thanks to your father's swordsmanship, and my ability to run at high speeds when motivated by last minute panic. Your father took us to his house in his mountain, one that could never be found by anyone other than our family, and we hid there. After about a year passed, we sent for someone to draw our family portrait, and your father made that box that held the picture."
Mizuki: "Oh... but, what happened? Where is father now?"
Iva: "Oh... a few weeks after we had the picture drawn, we were attacked in our sleep. Your father saw your danger, and immediately rushed to fight for your life. Unfortunately, the attackers brought in tame wolves, and attacked your father. Your poor father faught with all his might, but was overtaken by the wolves. Before that, however, your father injured each of the attackers. They had to leave because of the urgency of their injuries, and you and I were left alone with the wolves."
Mizuki: "So... you mean... dad's dead?"
Iva: "Yes... he is. But that is not the end of it all. You see, being left alone with you and the wolves, and being totally defenseless at the time, I ran to get you out of the house. I ran down all the stairs, and through the halls ignoring every scratch and bite that happened...... until..."
Mizuki: ".....until...?"
Iva: "......until I was bitten on my neck, and I was mortally wounded. I had fallen to the ground, and you came with me. You were awake during this time, and you didn't know what was going on. You saw one of the wolves, particularly one with greyish fur, and started giggling at it. The sound of your giggles comforted me, as I slowly fell... to my death."
Mizuki: "But....how? Why? Who did that, mother? Who did it?!"
Iva: "Mizuki.... the ones that took the lives of your father and myself are the Werewolf mages."
Mizuki: "The mages?! But why!? They have no business outside of their village. I know that for a fact!"
Iva: "Well... I was just getting to that. Mizuki, what I am about to tell you, you may be upsetting, and may confuse you, but you need to listen. Mizuki.... I am a mage. Particularly the seventh of the seven mages. No! Don't say a word yet. You see, I was also summoned by the werewolf village, and I came to it as the only live mage with the power to heal. I also had another ability, one that involved voice, and I shall now call it Tone. I was called the mage of Vocal healing. Not too bad of a name, but something that could use improvement..."
Mizuki: "So you are a mage?"
Iva: "Was a mage. I am dead now."
Mizuki: "...Does that mean I am dead...?"
Iva: "Oh, no! Oh my goodness, no... You're still alive and kicking, I must say. You've only gone into your dream state again."
Mizuki: "My dream state?"
Iva: "Yes. It's when you link into your dreams, which have the power to see everything, unleash power, or even lend power. Sadly, right now, you're not the only one who is alive you know."
Mizuki: "What do you mean?"
Iva: "As you should know, the Mages are still very much alive. However, no one who looks in their will see anybody, other than you, that was their when the fight happened."
Mizuki: "....."
Iva: "You don't have much time, Mizuki. I was able to see you right now due to your wishes of actually wanting to meet a true relative. But you and I must part soon."
Mizuki: "Wait! You knew the mages, correct? What are their weaknesses? Tell me!"
Iva: "I cannot do that, Mizuki. I am bound by my fate as a ghost to never speak that information. I was only allowed to see you and tell you about your past. Now that that is done, it is time for me to go."
Mizuki: "But... Mother! Wait! Please don't go.." *let's out a stream of tears that create a new feeling for Mizuki.*
Iva: *hugging Mizuki* "Now, dear, remember, your father and I will always be a part of you. You just had to awaken yourself to that. And now that you've found me, I can help you by giving you what I have left of myself.."

Iva stood up and left Mizuki sitting on the ground in tears. Iva started to spin, and spun in a wide circle around Mizuki, avoiding to hit her, or any trees or rocks. Eventually, she stopped, and grabbed Mizuki's hands. Mizuki looked up at her mother with tear filled eyes. She saw her mother's smile, and also saw her hair starting to fade away. Mizuki's eyes widened, as she saw her mother fading away, and desperately began trying to think of something to stop it from happening. However, Iva just shook her head and began to speak again.

Iva: "Do not bother, Mizuki. I am doing this of my own free will. I decided that it was time you inherited the powers that our family holds in it's name. The ability of Tone. No one else will ever have that ability, and no one else can hope to have it either. It is yours now, and yours alone. Just remember, as I fade away, I come a bit closer to seeing your fa-"

Iva's head had faded away at this time, and now the arms were fading away fast. Soon, it was down to her forearms...then her wrists... her hands.... and at last the fingertips that now touched Mizuki's cheek. When those faded away too, Mizuki began to sob convulsively, and didn't stop until the light in the sky finally engulfed her and held her in the air. She began to feel a sudden anger, one that was hidden inside of her, and then... it fell out of her. It came out in a little river, one that surrounded her body, and kept her inside of itself...

[ooc] We still need Dragon Dude... [/ooc]

05-17-2003, 12:35 AM	#582
Roll Senior Member Senior Member Join Date: Apr 2002 Posts: 2,647 Post Thanks / Like Thanks (Given): Thanks (Received): Likes (Given): Likes (Received): Dislikes (Given): Dislikes (Received): Points: 0 Mentioned: 0 Post(s) Tagged: 0 Thread(s) Quoted: 0 Post(s)	Mothers Mizuki opened her eyes and looked all around her. She saw only grass, flowers, and healing herbs that she had seen before. Looking at the herbs, Mizuki thought of her wound, and looked for it. She looked in vain, however, because there was no wounds anywhere on her anymore, which greatly confused her. She began thinking whether or not she was dead, and while pondering the thought, heard a sound from behind. She turned around and looked, but saw nothing. Then something tapped her shoulder, and she grabbed whatever touched her and turned to see who or what it was. Mizuki gasped. The figure was tall, with green hair that seemed to be perfectly well groomed, and the figure was slim as well. She wore the same kind of clothing as Mizuki did, except that the figure before her had one that was larger, and in a white, yellow, and orange combination. The figure, which looked somewhat surprised at the movements Mizuki made, stood before her without fear of any damage Mizuki could inflict upon her. She motioned for Mizuki to sit down on the grass, and Mizuki cautiously did so. The figure joined her, and began to speak. figure: "Hello, Mizuki." Mizuki: "..hello." Figure: "How was your day today?" Mizuki: (opening) "Oh my god, I'm so glad someone asked that! It was so bad, you see:"- and Mizuki told the entire trip with detail to the being, knowing that she wasn't dangerous enough to harm her... if she were even alive. Figure: "I see. So you are ok?" Mizuki: "I don't know... but that doesn't matter. We never properly introduced ourselves, though you know my name, somehow. What is your name?" Figure: "I would rather not speak of it, but I would like to be called Iva." Mizuki: "I see. Well, Iva, how did you know my name?" Iva: "...I just knew." Mizuki: "You just knew?" Iva: "Yes." Mizuki: "I see... Where are we?" Iva: "You are in a special realm, one that has no name, because it would change depending on the person who thinks of it. It is thought of continuously by many beings, all over earth, and it changes with the strongest thoughts that the souls erect." Mizuki: "Ok then..." Iva: "Mizuki, you're not understanding everything yet, are you?" Mizuki: "Not at all, I'm afraid." Iva: "Don't worry about it. I'll show you." Iva pulled the wooden box out of her kimono, and placed it in front of Mizuki. Mizuki took the box and looked at it. It wasn't very special, but it had a gear in its side with a little, metal, pink colored orb attached to the side. Iva motioned for Mizuki to pull the orb, and Mizuki pulled it cautiously. Suddenly the box opened up and shined a glorious light, one that made Mizuki drop the box and scramble backwards in surprise. Whatever was happening to it, though, Iva was perfectly still, and watched the box until the light died away. "Look inside of it." Mizuki obeyed, and moved closer to the box. When Mizuki picked up the box, she looked inside. There was a piece of paper. Mizuki picked it up, and looked at it. It seemed like a pretty ordinary piece of paper, that is, until Mizuki turned it over. Mizuki's eyes widened as she looked at it with continuously growing confusion, sadness, and a hint of anger. It was a particularly realistic sketch of her when she was very young, and she was being held by two older people who seemed to be her parents. 'One of them looks just like Iva...' Mizuki looked at Iva with a lot of vexation. Mizuki: "Where did you get this?" Iva: "Why, it's been held here for many years now. About a decade and a half, actually." Mizuki: "Did you have it then?" Iva: "Yes, I did have it. It was all I had left in the world." Mizuki: "Alright then. Who are you really? How did you come across this picture? Tell me!" Iva: "Alright. I am Iva, as you know. However, that picture was mine, and was given to me by an exceptional artist when he drew your family." Mizuki: "Why does that woman look like you?" Iva: "Because that is me." Mizuki: "...but... if that's you... then..." Iva: "That is right. I am your mother." Mizuki: ".....if you're my mother... then who's my father?" Iva: sighs "Your fathers name was Taran. He was a wonderful swordsman, one who was particularly kind, and always avoided fighting when able to. One day our paths crossed when I was carrying water and fell down some stairs. He was soaked, and I was embarressed, and all he and I could say was 'um'. Ever since then, we were together like salt and pepper and we eventually had you. You were the cutest bundle of joy in the world, and the bundle of joy part was never to be taken lightly. You see, almost everyone who saw you could not help smile at you, and you never stopped your smiles, or giggles for that matter. It was as if you were the embodiment of happiness itself, and that may very well be true. However, some people didn't love you as much as all the other people. In fact, they came to your father and I, and they gave us two choices. Either we could kill you, or we could leave you to die in the wild. We chose neither of them, and they left us with anger and hate. A few nights afterward, they attacked us in an attempt to kill you. However, we escaped thanks to your father's swordsmanship, and my ability to run at high speeds when motivated by last minute panic. Your father took us to his house in his mountain, one that could never be found by anyone other than our family, and we hid there. After about a year passed, we sent for someone to draw our family portrait, and your father made that box that held the picture." Mizuki: "Oh... but, what happened? Where is father now?" Iva: "Oh... a few weeks after we had the picture drawn, we were attacked in our sleep. Your father saw your danger, and immediately rushed to fight for your life. Unfortunately, the attackers brought in tame wolves, and attacked your father. Your poor father faught with all his might, but was overtaken by the wolves. Before that, however, your father injured each of the attackers. They had to leave because of the urgency of their injuries, and you and I were left alone with the wolves." Mizuki: "So... you mean... dad's dead?" Iva: "Yes... he is. But that is not the end of it all. You see, being left alone with you and the wolves, and being totally defenseless at the time, I ran to get you out of the house. I ran down all the stairs, and through the halls ignoring every scratch and bite that happened...... until..." Mizuki: ".....until...?" Iva: "......until I was bitten on my neck, and I was mortally wounded. I had fallen to the ground, and you came with me. You were awake during this time, and you didn't know what was going on. You saw one of the wolves, particularly one with greyish fur, and started giggling at it. The sound of your giggles comforted me, as I slowly fell... to my death." Mizuki: "But....how? Why? Who did that, mother? Who did it?!" Iva: "Mizuki.... the ones that took the lives of your father and myself are the Werewolf mages." Mizuki: "The mages?! But why!? They have no business outside of their village. I know that for a fact!" Iva: "Well... I was just getting to that. Mizuki, what I am about to tell you, you may be upsetting, and may confuse you, but you need to listen. Mizuki.... I am a mage. Particularly the seventh of the seven mages. No! Don't say a word yet. You see, I was also summoned by the werewolf village, and I came to it as the only live mage with the power to heal. I also had another ability, one that involved voice, and I shall now call it Tone. I was called the mage of Vocal healing. Not too bad of a name, but something that could use improvement..." Mizuki: "So you are a mage?" Iva: "Was a mage. I am dead now." Mizuki: "...Does that mean I am dead...?" Iva: "Oh, no! Oh my goodness, no... You're still alive and kicking, I must say. You've only gone into your dream state again." Mizuki: "My dream state?" Iva: "Yes. It's when you link into your dreams, which have the power to see everything, unleash power, or even lend power. Sadly, right now, you're not the only one who is alive you know." Mizuki: "What do you mean?" Iva: "As you should know, the Mages are still very much alive. However, no one who looks in their will see anybody, other than you, that was their when the fight happened." Mizuki: "....." Iva: "You don't have much time, Mizuki. I was able to see you right now due to your wishes of actually wanting to meet a true relative. But you and I must part soon." Mizuki: "Wait! You knew the mages, correct? What are their weaknesses? Tell me!" Iva: "I cannot do that, Mizuki. I am bound by my fate as a ghost to never speak that information. I was only allowed to see you and tell you about your past. Now that that is done, it is time for me to go." Mizuki: "But... Mother! Wait! Please don't go.." let's out a stream of tears that create a new feeling for Mizuki. Iva: hugging Mizuki "Now, dear, remember, your father and I will always be a part of you. You just had to awaken yourself to that. And now that you've found me, I can help you by giving you what I have left of myself.." Iva stood up and left Mizuki sitting on the ground in tears. Iva started to spin, and spun in a wide circle around Mizuki, avoiding to hit her, or any trees or rocks. Eventually, she stopped, and grabbed Mizuki's hands. Mizuki looked up at her mother with tear filled eyes. She saw her mother's smile, and also saw her hair starting to fade away. Mizuki's eyes widened, as she saw her mother fading away, and desperately began trying to think of something to stop it from happening. However, Iva just shook her head and began to speak again. Iva: "Do not bother, Mizuki. I am doing this of my own free will. I decided that it was time you inherited the powers that our family holds in it's name. The ability of Tone. No one else will ever have that ability, and no one else can hope to have it either. It is yours now, and yours alone. Just remember, as I fade away, I come a bit closer to seeing your fa-" Iva's head had faded away at this time, and now the arms were fading away fast. Soon, it was down to her forearms...then her wrists... her hands.... and at last the fingertips that now touched Mizuki's cheek. When those faded away too, Mizuki began to sob convulsively, and didn't stop until the light in the sky finally engulfed her and held her in the air. She began to feel a sudden anger, one that was hidden inside of her, and then... it fell out of her. It came out in a little river, one that surrounded her body, and kept her inside of itself... [ooc] We still need Dragon Dude... [/ooc] __________________ [img:sig_uid]http://www.boomspeed.com/roll/Hikaru-2.jpg[/img:sig_uid] Perhaps.. I've overstayed my welcome..