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Help Me Mother.

Kaimi Van Fossen knelt in silence her robes bunched around her knees, bare legs pressed against a rough rug. Silence was not an idea that was well known to the flamboyant and out going woman, but when it came to praying she knew how to do it well. She quietly muttered her prayers to the Spider Goddess. Her hands were clasped tightly in front of her until her knuckles were tinged white. Words fell to the ground and seemed to hover in the in the darkness. Voices and soft murmurs could be hear from outside the small tent, but nothing was comprehendible; it seemed to be the normal night time chatter.
“Please Maya, eight legged mother grant my wish allow the children to live.”
Kaimi knew the Magi, well she understood that their beliefs clashed with her own, and they would assume that she had cast a spell on their children. Understand what importance children played in a clan setting forced her to pray for them. That along with the thought that they would either kill her; which was not the Magi way or be send her to trials in Carn'ag.

"The children have come down with an illness, as you well know. I am assuming that it was a malevolent person trying to weaken our large group. Only a few of the magi children have gone unpunished. I ask you please my mother, my Goddess spare them, punish the one who is at fault." Kaimi wrapped up her prayer ended in formal tradition. "Goddess help, protect, and guide me. For I am lost within your web."

"The first fatality, death has come to one of the children. Kill the blasphemer!" a lament echoed through the compound. The black lash and uproar of which started Kaimi out of her trance like praying.

"Dear god! This can not be happening," she whispered and stood to exit her tent. She fluttered her wings in frustration. She was not like a child, she knew that the gods often did not answer prayers but this was ridiculous. At least have the child die a few days later, not as she finished praying.
"You bet your watch and warrant this is happening, you b***h."

Kaimi's eyes widened and she turned slowly to the cut entrance in her tent. There stood Ivan Denvah, the leader and elder of the Magi. He stood with a large iron (gun) in his shaky hands, finger pressed against the trigger.
"Master Ivan, you are no gunslinger," she whispered her voice gone horse. For one of the first times in her life she was afraid, and on top of that silent.
"Take her to one of the stock carts, tie her up she's not getting out until we reach Carn'ag." The gun fell from his fingers and he turned quickly away allowing two men to enter the tent.

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The actual trip from their encampment to Carn'ag would take six days, Kaimi was conscious for two of them. She'd been beaten, bludgeoned, and unmentionable things had been done to her. She was not allowed to leave the stock cart that they chained her in, and she was not allowed to eat.
Kaimi's spirit was destroyed in those six days, she spent most of them praying and crying; her lips moved constantly with prayers to the mother goddess as well as prayers to her own biological mother.

Kaimi groaned as she awoke on the last day, she sat in a urine stained robe and her left eye was swollen shut. Her wings ached she had been placed on top of them unable to shift her weight away from them. They had stopped on the outskirts of Carn'ag.

"I've always wanted to see the big city," she jeered to no one in particular as an officer of the City Commission of Criminal Detainment entered the back of the cart and began to pull her out slowly holding on to her robes and hair.

"You are Kaimi Van Fossen, alleged murderer of eighteen children, are you not?" The officer's voice was monotone and seemed to be utterly life less. This was her chance, tell them your a different person, do it! her mind screamed.

"Yar, I am Kaimi Van Fossen."

"The commission heads will see you in a fortnight, until then you'll be kept in detainment.

That's all she wrote, from that point on Kaimi did not speak a word, not even to defend herself in front of the commission. The Goddess had a plan with her, and this must be apart of it.

ARRIVAL ARPEE SOON! (Reserve.)

(Summary of Meeting Ein)

A four armed creature clung tightly to bars of her little prison, a cage. Peering out through two toned eyes. She was recooping from the shock of leaving her home, leaving MidSwing and learning what this place was. There was electricity, computers, cars, creatures that she had never seen before. She wanted her goddess, wanted her mother, but Sissi would do.

Sissi really was a goddess to her, she may be an adult trapped in a child's body but it was the truth, Sissi was magical all in herself. In this world of hundreds of strange beings, Sissi was normal. Seema loved to watch her work everything out and rush around, sometimes she wished she could cure the rushing, could hold Sissi in her arms and tell her everything would be okay. And believe me did she have arms! She liked looking like a spider, but how to explain that...?


She was growing of course, a little /too/ big for the crib and it was about time Sissi realizes this, of course Sissi couldn't afford another bed, so she would have to sneak into Sissi's.

"I luv ou my new mother," she whispered, her voice was not her own, and did not sound quite adult, but that didn't matter.

It took young Sissi quite a bit of time to recoop from hearing the little creature speak, it had been months since recieving Seema, and now she spoke? Why? Sissi had run over every possible reasoning that the child had spoke and could find none, had Sissi said something that triggered it? She didn't think so. And..why a bug? She want's a bug? Okay, arachnid, but still!

Seema glared at Sissi through the booster seat in the old beat up Cadillac, it was something that Sissi had recently aquired with the money she had been making from her custodial job. Ka-mai..me? Ha! If looks could kill Sissi would have already been dead, Seema was giving her the all time death-ray stare.

"Kiddo-- you and I need to come to some sort of understanding. You will speak, or you wont get a spider, you got that?"

"Dihn," Seema said and folded all four arms across her chest and looked out the smudged window.

"I am your dihn, I am your leader or mother, which ever version you use of high speech, and you will respect me!" Sissi grunted and switched lanes at the same time.

"Ka-tel?" Seema huffed, her voice was small and childlike, but there was an adult intelligence in her tone.

What did she mean by Ka-tel? That meant a gunslinger who was learning..but there were no gunslingers, not anymore? "What about Ka-tels? Were you one? Did you want to be a gunslinger?"

"No , you are one," Seema turned slowly her two-toned eyes shifting to the rearview mirror so she could see Sissi's reaction, "We are tet. You will buy Gunna, you will see."

Dear God! What had little Sissi Reed gotten herself into? Flashes of being in Midworld and seeing everything through the eyes of a scientist entered her mind. She had spent sometime there, and she knew for sure she was not a slinger of anything, so what was Miss Seema rambling about?

"Kiddo, you and I need to get this straight, I am buying clothing, not gunna, and although we are tet, and I am not a ka-tel, the last Gunslinger died a looooong time ago, on a world far far away."

"You will see," Seema snorted, snorted! That morning the toddler didn't say two words, and now she was saying small sentences and SNORTING!

Rosie, the red-kneed tarantula crept happily across a pink and red tanned face, litgh brown hair clinging to her body. The two-toned alien brat looked on, backing away slowly ready to run at any moment.

"WHAT IN THE!?" The face growled, startling the arachnid, "SEEMA!"


"Sorry, Sissi," the meek voice bubbled, "But...uh...I'm hungry, it's two o'clock!" Seema took a step back.

"Alright, what do you want...?" She said as she picked up the terrified spider and set her quickly on the pillow. In the last few months Seema, and Rosie, both seemed to be growing much bigger. Sissi had been doing many experiements to try and see if the four armed brat had any powers or anything more unique than her physical characterisitics, thus far there was no avail..she was still just...Seema, although she knew far to much for her age. The assumption was that, like Archie had said, she was a criminal in a past life who was changed someone when taken here. Seema rarely if ever spoke about anything to do with her other world, she just spoke to the spider.

"Oatmeal mixed with MiracleGrow. Rosie wants something too!"

"You know she only eats crickets!"

One thing that was quite mysterious was that Seema did not act like a criminal, she acted more like a very mature toddler...was she faking?

"Put her back in her tank and I'll make some oatmeal," Sissi grumbled.

Mixin' Oil and Wata

With miraclegro smeared across her face and a mouthful of green Mac'n'cheese Seema grinned toothily at Seema as the older scientist talked. The criminal had completely zoned her care giver out and was mindlessly nodding and agreeing and sometimes disagreeing to statements she couldn't even hear.

"Are you sure you've never been able to levitate?"

"I could fly." Seema spat a hard piece of the miraclegro out onto her plate gracelessly.

"The wings give that away, can you still fly?" Sissi asked distaste welling inside of her, she'd explained to Seema that spitting was unlady like..but the toddler..who wasn't a toddler at all was not into listening.

"Do I still have wings?" The eerie childlike voice snapped back, "Can we go to the park, Rosie wants to stretch her legs."

"No, not yet, Seema. Can you tell me where you're from again, all about it?"

"No, park now, your silly questions later." Sissi was sure she was going to break the plate that sat infront of her, the girl was infuriating. Seema had ruined almost every shirt she had and had destroyed most of the dining wear. It was like she was uncivilized!

"Alright, the park now, go get Rosie, I'll meet you in the hall." Sissi huffed and started heading towards the front door. What had she gotten herself into, it was like renting a freak baby!