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 Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:05 pm
Slightly dazed to see the morphs exiting from the manor and concerned of what Mika was planning, she was later snapped out when she heard a voice.
"Yes, it's me!!" Isadora cried in relieved as she rushed toward the room where the voice came from. She hoped that Rhys and Amelia were not injured from what had happened earlier.
As she was about to go into the room, Isadora immediately stopped. Leaning against the door framed was another Heroe. Giving him a stone looked, Isadora walked around him alarmingly before heading to Rhys and Amelia. Her expression changed from stoned to concern.
"Are you two okay? Did you receive any injury from the battle earlier? And what happened to the manor? The library looked like it was exploded by some bad spell."
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:22 pm
Mika suddenly entered the living room. Straight faced, she looked toward Isadora, Rhys, and Amelia.
"I happened to the manor." Mika said simply, her face breaking out with a bit of a twisted smile. "Hello."
Behind her came someone highly unexpected. Mika could barely contain her joy, though something seemed to be wrong with her now, as she introduced... her sister...?
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:25 pm
"Madriana" stood, without emotion, without recognition for the people in front of her. She nodded as Mika instructed her to move forward. She did. Is this Mika's sister?
Her eyes were different, however. They were bright yellow. There were no scars or cuts or anything... And the bandage that had been placed where Tibarn had shredded her arm before was gone. Her skin was pale.
Mika instructed her to smile. Madriana smiled.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:29 pm
" Maybe that's the reason why" "You can't ever fly..." Cαsτειιo
"Take away the blue..."
______________ Castello sat beneath a tree, resting in the shade and watching the road, scanning the trees, listening closely for the familiar sound of sandals. He could hear the sounds of combat already, farther down the mountain... and the music he had heard earlier had ceased, but that was it.
No sign of Teifi. Castello was getting worried. She never left her family long, she was too protective to leave them to their own devices. So where on Tell-- Learania was she?
Moved by worry, Castello climbed to his feet and leaped into the air, up into the sky. He'd spot her easier in his Raven form, he knew, with its even greater senses, speed, and strength. Just have to chance it. Keep focused. Keep cool.
The Tervingi Crest glowed brightly as he soared over the forest, and the outline of a great black bird superimposed itself over his body before it took solid form.
He screeched to get Teifi's attention. It was a piercing cry that shook the leaves out of trees and could drive terror right into a man's heart. Years ago, it had been called the Banshee's Howl: those who heard it didn't often live long after...
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:29 pm
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!"
And Rhys fell backward off the couch, more in shock than fear.
"H-how did she... when did you...!" Rhys shouted random nonsense, mostly flabbergasted, pointing a finger in Mika's and Madrianna's direction.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:31 pm
Isadora startled and turned around when she heard Mika's voice. "You?.... But why did you do it? Why would you attack us? We haven't done anything to you."
Suddenly, she noticed a shadow behind Mika. Looking closer, Isadora held her shield (it seemed the raven laguz had forgotten to take it) to her chest as she took a step.
Shock came across her face as color began to disappear. No..... It can't be.... Isadora thought horrifying. She couldn't believe it. This couldn't be happening. It was impossible. Yet, this figure was standing before her, despite being in the back of Mika.
"No....... She can't be....... She's dead." Isadora muttered as she looked at her captor from three events ago. It was as if she was back from the grave or didn't die at all from what the members had told her. Yes, there she was, standing before her. Madriana had come back.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:31 pm
Too much was happening all at once. She and Rhys were stuck here, prisoners in their own home, and now Isadora was a prisoner? How had that happened? Amelia gripped Rhys' sleeve, opening her mouth to question Isadora, the blue-haired Paladin that she had thought wouldn't let herself be taken, and then came the morphs.
Man after man, all dark of hair and gold of eye, filing up the stairs, into the main room, and out the door. Amelia gripped the cloth of Rhys' sleeve tighter. What more could be done to make this situation worse?
Amelia vaguely realized just how bad it was to question that sort of thing when Mika appeared, her expression twisting into a contorted sort of grin, and gestured to... her sister...? Amelia's eyes widened, a sharp breath in surprise coming into her mouth. "What... th-the hell do you think you're doing, Mika...?" Amelia breathed. She turned her eyes to the young Druidess. Despite the fear, her eyes were blazing again. To take over their manor, attack Fefga, to bring these morphs here and some sort of... copy of the woman that had tried to take over their entire city?
No. Unacceptable.
"Are you satisfied? Have all your sick kicks yet? What have we done to you, Mika? We're your friends and you're treating the three of us like cattle and who knows what'll happen to the others if they, like any normal friend, get concerned about us!" Amelia demanded. She didn't move away from her spot on the couch. She hadn't noticed that he had fallen off, though her mind registered his yell in surprise. "What the hell happened to you, Mika...?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:42 pm
The Door had opened.
He knew it, and he shuddered. Part of it was dread, part of it was fear, part of it was anger. Whispers of times long exhausted entwined around his mind, breathing flickers of memories that exhumed agony and sorrow, rage and determination. The Door, the cause of all which was present. The Door, that which he had cursed tenfold. That which Soren had cursed tenfold, with Neros at the wheel.
Neros had not forgotten the energy signature of a generic morph. Having once been in service to the morphs the previous year, he knew their auras (or lack of) like his own handwriting. And suddenly the mansion was thrumming with that aura, deprived of Fefga's protective influence, injected with an eerie atmosphere that trickled through the walls like parasites burrowing underneath a carcass's skin.
He knew the paths of a parasite all too well.
Popping an eyeball from the severed head's eye socket with his tongue, Neros chewed disdainfully as he dwelt on the mansion's development. He dared not to descend, to see who had accessed The Door, who had succeeded where Soren had failed. He dared not to investigate the source of the intense morph aura that encompassed the mansion, dared not to see what had become of Rhys or anyone else.
And as consequence for his conservative decision, he would not meet the reflection of his beloved Mistress, would not behold the sister that Mika had created, the face that she'd resurrected, the once-beautiful eyes that she'd disfigured...
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:44 pm
.......Nothing happened.......
"Go on Madriana. Go on! Talk to him!" Mika faced Madriana. "Talk to him! Take his hand! You like Rhys, remember? You love Rhys, in fact! That girl took him from you! Do something! Anger! Sadness! Anything!" She looked up at Madriana, her eyes pleading.
"I don't care what you do. Hit me!"
Madriana whacked Mika's arm.
"Be angry at me!!!"
Nothing.
"Be jealous of me! I'm more powerful than you! Say something! Do something!"
Nothing.
Mika took ahold of Madriana's arms and shook her. "You! Work! You are supposed to work!" She pushed her backwards. "DOOOOO SOMETHING!!!!" She screamed.
Still Madriana would not speak. She was a doll.. Nothing more than a doll. Did she even have a voice? Mika had tried her hardest. What was missing?
There was silence for a moment. Then Mika turned and looked at Amelia. "What happened to me? What did you do to me? You killed my sister!! And my grandmother! It doesn't matter that my granny is back! You murdered them and I'm never going to see my REAL sister again! I won't forgive you!"
Tears streamed down her face. "No. I will create my sister. I can do that! If Loki can bring my granny back, why not Madriana too?! I'll find a way! But after what he's done for me I have a debt to him! You are his enemies, and mine too for what you've done! So I'm going to help him punish you all for your crimes against us! You can't stop me. Not now."
She ran out of the room, leaving the fake Madriana there.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:48 pm
Madriana stood, emotionless as Mika ran out past her.
"You. Love. Rhys. In. Fact. More. Powerful. You. Something. Work. But I am jealous of you." She said.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:52 pm
Amelia watched Mika with a sort of disgusted fascination. That Madriana did nothing. She stood there, very still. She seemed unseeing, unable to speak or even hear or move without Mika's orders... and yet, as Mika demanded Madriana act, take Rhys (an order Amelia responded to by finding Rhys' sleeve, pulling him up into a sitting position, and holding tightly onto his arm), something, Madriana did not respond.
She was not there. Mika, however, had realized this too late, only knowing the answer as she screamed. Her anger, though, quickly turned on them. "What happened to me? What did you do to me? You killed my sister!! And my grandmother! It doesn't matter that my granny is back! You murdered them and I'm never going to see my REAL sister again!"
"We didn't kill her!" Amelia protested, screaming back at her. She hadn't even gone to that fight against Granny N, only heard retellings of it; her wounds during that battle against the morphs Madriana led were too severe to allow Amelia to fight any longer than that. But by all the accounts she had heard, Madriana's death was not the fault of anyone in Eyris. Didn't Granny N do it?
"No. I will create my sister. I can do that! If Loki can bring my granny back, why not Madriana too?! I'll find a way! But I after what he's done for me I have a debt to him! You are his enemies, and mine too for what you've done! So I'm going to help him punish you all for your crimes against us! You can't stop me. Not now."
Amelia's breath hitched again. Why the hell was Mika allying with him? "You're making a huge mistake!" she shrieked after her, the pitch of her voice rising. Was that a bead of sweat on her neck? Her hands shook just slightly. "Stop! We didn't do it! Stop!"
Her eyes turned to Madriana. It was difficult to make out what Madriana meant by her fragments, but... the last part was clear enough. "Jealous... of me...?" Amelia breathed. She couldn't be sure if that was really the Druidess, but... if it was true, why?
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 5:54 pm
It took a minute or two when the paladin was in shock before she realized something wasn't right. As Mika gave the demands to Madriana, the woman who imprisoned her did nothing. Confused, Isadora lowered her shield and looked more closely.
She widened her eyes again when she realized something. Madriana, the woman who tried to take over Eyris, was nothing more than the morph..... No.... Made that a doll.
Seeing Mika shouting demands, Isadora couldn't help but frown. It seemed that Mika had missed her sister so dearly. She couldn't blame her for that. However, Isadora knew that the dead would remain dead. There was no way anyone could bring the dead...... Unless the person was like Athos and Bramimond, who brought Ninian back to life.
Suddenly, she heard Mika's accusation, blaming them for the death of her sister and her grandmother. No..... That wasn't true..... Isadora thought. She knew that the members didn't kill Madriana. Madriana was killed by her own relative. As for Mika's grandmother? The members said that she was left behind in the door, so it was unsure if she made it or not.
Hearing the name Loki and her shouting about getting revenge against them, Isadora protested. "No! We're not the one who did it! You've had it wrong!"
Isadora tried to follow Mika, but her path was blocked by Ledreak. She could do nothing but watched Mika ran, a pain of sadness crept into her heart. "Mika......"
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 6:00 pm
Rhys just sort of let himself be pulled up into Amelia's arms. He couldn't blame her--they were freaking engaged, and now they were going to be torn apart like THAT? This was just awful! All that time they'd spent together, gone with the wind?
He didn't yell after Mika like the others. What was the point? By the way she was talking, she'd already declared himself, Amelia, Isadora, and everyone else "Guilty" on a make-believe trial, with Mika the Prosecution, Judge, and Jury.
He gazed sadly at the ring. It wasn't for nothing... surely it wasn't for nothing...
He just stared at the ring. It was strange... he was usually calmer than Amelia was in times like these, and he was here, but... calmer wasn't always better.
Not for nothing. Not for nothing. Not for nothing...
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 6:14 pm
How Melethia managed to get by the morphs and Shento was something of itself. She was a little amazed at herself. She looked around for her tome. The problem was though she couldn't figure out where she tossed it. "Where is it!?" She asked herself.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 7:09 pm
The morphs watching the castle were everywhere. There were so many of them, it was impossible for them not to be. This meant, therefore, that Melethia's entrance was not unnoticed; in fact, a group of morphs had been following her through the grounds for a few minutes now, waiting for a chance to strike. This group consisted of a couple of snipers, a swordmaster and a halberdier, to be specific. And, right now, they had a quite good opportunity; she'd turned into a courtyard with no other exit. So this would be the perfect time to strike.
Taking up formation, the two snipers stood at the entrance to the courtyard, Silver bows strung back and ready to fire. Silently, they released the strings, sending two arrows towards Melethia, as the other two rushed in towards her, feet making almost no noise as they dashed across the grass underfoot.
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