Crimson overtake you.
Drown in sin.
Your fate unwavering, doomed to die.
Date: Month of the Phoenix, Day 5, 3040. Season: Fall
Felecia lie in her bed asleep. Her long, snow white hair draped down onto the floor. The warmth of the heater was resisted by the cold as it slips through the cracks in her room, making it comfortable. The sunlight from the rising sun beams through the curtain upon her face. Her eyes open; their sapphire blue colour sparkling in the light. She rises from her bed and stretches her arms. She walks up to the window, and goes to close it, but as she was doing so, a gust of wind blew it open. Her hair flew behind her, and her night gown flapped.
"Ngha!" Felecia cried as the sudden opening startled her. She quickly closes the window and locks it, then covers it with the curtains. After dealing with that small issue, Felecia walks over to her dresser. She takes off her gown and panties, and tosses them into a basket. She pulls out a school uniform and a new pair of panties, and puts them on. Her school uniform is a white dress shirt with a blue collar, and a striped tie, with a blue plaid skirt, and a white suit jacket with blue cuffs. On the right shoulder is the Christian Cross.
After Felecia slips on her thigh-high stockings and shoes, she gets down on her knees beside her bed, and places her hands together in a prayer, "O Pater, Gratias ago tibi quoniam tam pulchra et mane diluculo nobis diligere. Da bono cuique dies facti ueniam delictorum. Amen." She then stands up, grabs her bag, then leaves her room and heads downstairs.
"Good morning Felecia. Did you have a good night's sleep?" said Felecia's mom as Felecia entered the kitchen.
"Yes, I slept wonderfully. So, what's for breakfast?" Felecia asked as she sat down in her seat.
"I'm making eggs and toast. If you want I can make pancakes as well." Felecia's mom asks.
"Sure. I've got time. Plus, I'm pretty hungry." Felecia says as she organizes her school papers. She straightens out the stack and aligns the edges, finishing off by tucking them neatly into a folder. "There's also the fact that I have a Quantum Mechanics quiz today, and a test of Trans-Dimensional movement."
"That's nice. What about your magic class?" She asked as she flipped the eggs.
"The only interesting spell I learned was the healing spell Sana Tuum Parva Vulnere. I think I might drop the class since I have no need to learn much more than that." Felecia explains. She didn't really like magic class, as most of it was meant for combat purposes, something Felecia wasn't interested in. She only learned the healing spell because she believed it would be useful.
"Oh, is that so? Your father would be disappointed." Her mother states.
"Despite how much I care for my father's expectations, I am simply not interested in magic like he is. I often feel as though he expects me to be like David." Felecia says as she places a napkin in her lap. "I miss him. He must have his hands full because of the rising tensions between the east and west." Felecia looks down with an expression of loneliness.
"Don't worry, dear. I'm certain he'll make some time to visit." She says as she places Felecia's plate of food on the table. Felecia puts her hands together and gives a prayer to thank God for the meal, and begins to eat. She takes the eggs and puts them on the toast and eats it like a sandwich.
"What time is it, mom? I can't afford to be late. In fact, I'd like to arrive early." Felecia asks.
"Oh, it's currently 7:03." She answers.
"Perfect." as Felecia says this, a slight red glow flashes in her eyes and fades away. She quickly finishes up her breakfast and gets up. She slings her bag over her shoulder and pushes the chair back under the table. "I'll see you when I get home, Mom." Says Felecia as she walks over to the door.
"Have a good day." Says her mom.
"I will." Felecia walks out the door and closes it behind her. As Felecia walks down the street to school, she holds herself with one arm. While walking down, she bumps into the back of someone, “Oof!”
"Hey, could you watch it?" The man turns around. He is wearing a white suit jacket and dress pants. Underneath is a white dress shirt with a blue collar. There is a Christian Cross on his shoulder. He is one of Felecia's classmates. "Oh, it's you, Felecia." he says.
"A-Auron!. I-I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention." Felecia speaks to him with a soft voice. She looked at him with her narrow, shy eyes. "So, you want to walk the rest of the way to school together?" Felecia asked him nervously.
"Sure, why not?" Auron turns around and lets her walk up beside him. “I wonder if we’re truly safe. These peace talks between the east and west can only do so much, am I right?” Auron asks.
“Y-yeah. My brother works at the palace. He’s having a hard time as it is. If war breaks out, the stress could really kill him.” Felecia elaborates on the subject further.
“It is. Also, I do think we should be alright here in this town. There’s nothing that any enemy could possibly want. I mean, we’re just a small town in the middle of nowhere. The only thing of worth would be the grain fields, but even then, we’re only a small settlement.”
“I dunno. Rumors have it that the princess is hiding out in a small town. We could be targeted in order to sniff her out.” Auron said. Felecia stopped walking. There’s a rumor like that? How could one even surface as to her location. This doesn’t make sense. Felecia thought.
“That’s quite the rumor. I wonder where it started. Hehe…” Felecia looks at her watch. “It’s 7:17. We should get going.” Felecia and Auron continue down the sidewalk until they get to the school, discussing random topics along the way. Upon arriving at the school, the two part ways and Felecia heads for her classroom. She looks at the clock on the wall after situating herself at her desk. "7:23? That gives me little over an hour to study." Felecia pulls out one of her textbooks and compares her notes for the hour of time she has. She doesn't even notice when people begin to enter the classroom. A few classmates walk up to her for help on copying notes, but Felecia pays no mind. She had an image to keep up and didn’t need the distractions.
For the next few hours after the bell rings, testing takes place in every class. Being at the top of her school in grades, Felecia completes most of her tests quickly. The only one that did present a challenge was the communications test.
After all the testing is finished, Felecia packs her bag and heads for the cafeteria. Some girls approach her and ask how she thinks she did on the tests, but Felecia ignores them. She was too focused on whether or not she got a perfect score on her tests. Secondly, she was looking forward to seeing Auron in the cafeteria. “I think I might have missed a question on the communications test.” Felecia leaves the classroom and heads down to the cafeteria. Once there, she sees Auron sitting at a table next to the glass wall that looks out into the city. “Auron!” –she runs over.
“Hey Felecia. How do you think you did on the exams?” Auron asks.
“I think I did just about as well as I can, what about you?” Felecia asks back.
“I think I did alright. May I look at your notes?” Auron asks.
“Huh? Sure.” Felecia reaches into her bag, only to find that she doesn’t have them with her. “Eh? I seem to have forgotten them in the classroom. I’ll be back.” Felecia runs off leaving her bag on the table.
“Okay.” Auron shouts. Felecia gets to the classroom and looks towards her desk. She notices that her notebook isn’t on the desk and looks around the floor.
“Hmm. It’s been a few minutes. I wonder if she needs help.” Auron looks out the window. His eyes widen. A large Warship flies in from behind the mountains. “Huh? Why is an Eastern Warship here?” Auron thinks for a few seconds. “Felecia!” Auron jumps up from his seat and runs off to the classroom.
“Ah. There you are.” Felecia reaches inside her desk and grabs her notebook. Just as she begins to stand up, Auron swings the door open.
“Felecia!” Felecia turns her head abruptly towards him, but as she begins to say his name, the classroom explodes and a fireball blasts through the doorway, sending Auron flying into a wall. “ARGH!” Auron lets out a scream of pain as his back collides it the wall. He slumps over, but does not fall down. He’s been impaled to the wall be a steel beam. He looks down, seeing his blood seep from the wound in his abdomen. The wall behind him begins to crack and the floor begins to give. “Shit.” Auron grabs the beam and pulls it hard with all of his strength. He can feel the cold steel sliding out of the wound, causing extreme pain. Auron lets out slight moans of agony as the beam pulls completely free of the wall. Auron falls to one knee and quickly runs over to the collapsing classroom doorway. He looks to see nothing but broken flooring and twisted rebar just in front of him. “F… Felecia!!!” he shouts.
The building begins to give. He can feel the floor collapsing beneath him. He runs out of the doorway and down the hallway. Just as he reaches the stair well, another explosion rocks the building, causing the floor behind him the give way. He slams the door behind him and runs down the stairs, jumping steps to get down faster. When another explosion rocks the building, the stairs begin to sway and collapse. Seeing no other choice, Auron makes a flying leap through one of the stair’s windows, on the fourth floor. He lands on the ground with a sickening crunch. He limps away from the collapsing building, only to see the Warship firing its cannons on the whole town.
Auron falls over. “Wish I hadn’t skipped Mage Study. I would have learned to heal myself.” Auron drags himself over to a wall to lean against, and watches the chaos. He looks up to see the ship lowering. Ropes fall from the underside and soldiers slide down. They rush the houses, tossing in bombs and shooting through the windows. A couple of soldiers run over to Auron. “Sorry kid, nothing personal.” Says one of them in a sincere tone.
“Hehe. Just do what you’re going to do.” Auron closes his eyes. The soldier places the barrel against Auron’s head. Auron smiles. The thunderous bang from the gun echoes against the walls. Auron’s body falls over to its side, a deep crimson painted against the wall. Another soldier runs over to the two.
"Have you found her yet?" asks one of the soldiers.
"No, sir, as we don't know what she looks like." responds another soldier.
"Don't worry. Admiral Xeraph will be able to tell which one is her. He's been watching the wh-" the soldier is interrupted by another one that's shouting.
"Hey! You guys might want to take a look at this." The soldier calls the others over. Standing on top of the rubble before them is Felecia. Her eyes are cold, showing she's not conscious. The eyes also exhibit a red glow. "She seems to be in some sort of a trance."
"Doesn't matter. Shoot her down." All the soldiers aim their guns. "FIRE!" They all fire, but the salvo shatters against an invisible force surrounding her. "Wait? WHAT! Our guns had no effect!" Felecia begins to step forward, but she loses balance and falls down the pile of rubble.
"Someone call in the Admiral. He'll want to see this." says the commander. Felecia slowly begins to wake. As her eyes focus on her surroundings, Felecia becomes surrounded by soldiers.
"Huh?" Felecia begins to take notice the destruction around her. "What....is this?" her eyes lock onto the corpses of her fellow townsfolk. "No...no no no. This can't be happening." Felecia then looks at the soldiers. "What would you want from a town like this? We have nothing to offer. I have nothing to offer. What do you want from us?"
"Us? You're the last one, missy." the soldiers aim their guns at her.
"No..no...this can't be true. No...no....nononononooooo." Felecia begins to panic. Felecia looks to the pile of rubble. "Auron. Where are you Auron? Come help me...." Felecia begin to cry. As Felecia weeps at her own helplessness, a large man walks into her view. "Huh? Who are you?"
"Felecia Lupus Flare of the Flare dynasty, because of atrocious acts committed by your family, the entire clan will now be executed by my hand." Xeraph pulls a sword out.
"W-what?" Felecia says. In that moment, Xeraph plunges the sword through the center of her breasts. She retches from the blood flooding her throat as the sword furthers itself into her heart. The icy cold steel of the blade has slowly but surely begins to fully penetrate her body. Slowly her hand reaches over the area where the blade had lodged itself, only to notice the slick, warm blood slipping through her fingers and running down her chest. Bright crimson oozes out from a gagging throat, seeping through her clenched teeth. A sharp yet dull pain echoes through Felecia as the blade is pulled slowly out from her. Whatever strength was in her body had now fleeted; not so much as even her desperate attempts to let out a cry or groan in response to the agony were successful.
"We're done here. Please send forth a message to all media stations. Tell them that the princess is dead." Xeraph says as he walks away with his soldiers; although, in her fading moments, Felecia could hear his words as no more than mere murmurs. Felecia searches for the strength to reach forward, but not so much as a single finger upon her hand even twitches. She tries to make a sound, but can't. Her vision begins to fade, as does the pain. A chill embraces her tightly, as she falls into darkness.
Felecia opens her eyes. “Am…am I dead?” She says as she drifts in a black void. “I can’t move…” she lets out a small breath. “This is death? It feels cold.” In the distance Felecia can see a faint red glow. “What is that? It feels cold.” Felecia suddenly feels strength return to her as the light grows closer. She reaches out to the light, to see a red sphere in front of her. “What is this? It’s crimson…but…it feels like me.” The light suddenly shines bright.
Deep within the heart of darkness, where screams and gnashing of teeth fills the air with its bloody stench, atop the mounds of suffering sits the great guardian of the realm's gate. His name is Death, that which rules all of Hell. His sleep is suddenly and abruptly interrupted by a disturbance in his world, a soul scheduled for the domains of Hell is ripped from his grasp. “Such a power, very few can do,” Death rises from his throne, a horrid mountain of flesh made of damned souls left to suffer eternally under him. Death speaks again; the very sound of his voice causes all of Hell to wail in pain, “This isn't any one of 'them', no this power is of that reddest sin. It would seem that more of this most crimson evil has surfaced itself again.” Death reaches his claw like bone fingers out upon the face of a poor, suffering soul. A pain most crushing surges within the soul's very being, and rips him apart from the inside, out in a flurry of blood. Out from his bowels and blood the Reaper is unsheathed. Death takes hold of his Reaper, a brutal curved blade attached to the side of a long black pole. “It would appear, I must take flight,” Death says sliding the tip of his Reaper blade through the sternum of a woman's soul as she cries, “Still sharp then, good. At least my power remains strong.” Death raises up his Reaper and cleaves the blade through the air and down into the ground of bodies, opening up a portal before him. Large, menacing wings of black bones and torn flesh unveil themselves out from his back from under his hooded robes. Without another word, Death vanishes into the portal. Death has returned to the realm of the living.
Felecia rises up off the ground and coughs up blood onto the dirt. She places her hand on her chest and can feel the thick layer of blood, but the impaling wound is gone. She feels sharp pain in her chest and vomits on the ground. At the same time, a man beside her watches in shock as Felecia has just risen from the dead. "I'm...alive?" Felecia asks herself. "How am I alive? This isn't possible. I know that blade plunged through my heart. Does this mean God still has use for me? Was my death not predetermined? Or was I brought back by the Devil to carry out his desires?" Felecia falls back on her bottom and clenches her hair. She is unable to comprehend with what has happened. "I don't even know anymore."
"How are you alive? I just declared you dead five minutes ago. Are you a demon?" Asks the man standing above her. Felecia jumps and falls back then crawls away from him. "Wh-who are you?" She asks him.
"I am Xeon Morimatta. I'm a scout soldier from the Gigian Empire. I saw the smoke from the burning village and rushed over as soon as I can. Originally I had deemed everyone here slaughtered, then you came back from the depths of hell. Who and what are you?" Xeon summons an oversized Chainsaw sword. "No one can survive a wound as severe as yours was. You heart was completely cleaved in two. Either you used magic, or you aren't Gigian." Xeon steadies his blade at Felecia.
"W-wait! I have no idea what's going on either. Please have mercy! It was just a normal day this morning then my town was attacked by some soldiers. I have no idea how I'm alive. You've got to believe me!" Xeon thrusts his blade forward and presses it against Felecia's throat. Felecia backs away a little. Her eyes fixate themselves on the blade. Her heart begins to rush, and she begins to sweat. Her breathing becomes erratic. She can’t help but remember the pain as the sword that nearly killed her plunged into her chest.
“P-please. Remove your blade from my neck.” Felecia falls onto her knees. Her body is shaking all over.
“You don’t look too good. What’s transpired here has had a profound effect on your mind.” Xeon moves the blade away from her. Xeon de-summons his blade and reaches out to help Felecia up. “Don’t take this the wrong way. From what I can see, you are innocent, but that regenerative ability of yours is on the level of which no being should possess. I won’t be able to trust you until I can be certain that you’re not a danger to me or the people.”
“I...I understand.” Felecia takes his hand, and Xeon pulls her up.
“We should get going. Who knows who’ll come wandering through here? Follow me.” Xeon jumps down from the mountain of rubble and runs over to a car. Felecia follows closely behind. Xeon opens the hatch and hops in. Felecia climbs in the back. “I’m going to drop you off at the nearest outpost. You remain quiet until we get there.” Xeon straps in, as well as Felecia.
“Wait? Outpost? No! We need to get to the capital! We must see my brother! He’ll know what to do!” Felecia demands.
“What!? Are you crazy!? That trip would take a month at least, normally two to three months at the most! Not to mention we’d become a target. I’m taking you to an outpost!.” Xeon snaps back.
“I don’t care how long it takes! My brother would provide the most protection! Plus, how can you guarantee my safety at an outpost? Those places are always the first to be ransacked! We need to go to the capital!”
“God damn! Demanding much!? Jesus!” Felecia punches Xeon. “GAH! HEY, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!?”
“For using the Lord’s name in vain!” Felecia shouts.
“Fine. I won’t use Lordy Loo’s name in vain anymore. Happy?” Xeon states as he starts up the car.
Lordy Loo? Is this guy serious? Felecia thinks to herself. She plops in the back seat as Xeon throws it into main gear and drives off.
In the rebel zone on planet 339E26TB7, aka Ptraminum, a battle has concluded in favor of The Strongest Army. Captain John Blackwolf is about to board a ship to transport him to the other side of the planet where others of 5th division are still fighting. He is a massive man standing over 9 feet tall with a brutal body and long black hair. He is wearing the white coat of a captain, with a metallic, star-alloy breastplate and heavy, black stomping boots. Suddenly, the blazing hot red and yellow suns of the planet are blocked out as a darkness envelops the skies. Thunderstorms roll in and the temperature drops dramatically. Down from the heavens the skin torn, black bone wings of Death carry the great and powerful creature to the ground. The grass, trees, flowers, and even air dies and withers around him. He flies, just hovering above the ground, over to Captain Blackwolf. “I didn't expect someone as high up as you to be here,” John says to Death, “We have this little nothing planet under control. You needn't waste your time here.”
“I care nothing of such trivial matters,” Death says, “You must come with me.”
“I cannot,” John replies, “What few men I have here are already spread short across the planet. I won't risk losing anymore soldiers than I have to. If I leave now, many of them may die in vain.”
“What tiresome dilemmas,” Death groans, “Very well then, I haven't time to make fuss.” Death lifts up his Reaper and slams the end of its pole to the ground and then he says, “You will find the planet's rebels are now all dead. Shall we be off then?”
“This must be serious,” John says crossing his arms.
“Truly I know yet not,” Death replies turning around to open another rift portal with his blade, “I do yet know it to be a matter of which you are experienced in. I shall explain on our way.” Death points the end of his Reaper's pole towards the portal, John walks through, and Death follows closely behind.
The soles of shoes clash against the hall floors at a fast pace, echoing down the chamber. Three men walk together, the two on the right and left dressed in formal garb, while the man in the middle wears casual clothing and a flat cap. “They just broke the treaty by attacking that village. Henry, I want you to ready the armies, and send out an order for all those who are 18 or older to be drafted into the ranks. This is war now.” The man in the middle says to the man on the right.
‘“Yes your majesty.” The man on the right walks off. David turns to the left.
“Economic report? I need to know the price of arms.” David asks. The man hands David a packet. David quickly scans through it.
“Arms have gone down significantly in price in the past few years due to finding an ore vein on Tressmas.” Says the man.
“Perfect. Send an order for arms to supply a 750 million strong infantry. Also set aside some funding for the Air Naval Academy (ANA). We need experienced Gunners operating these ships, not rookies. We’re dealing with a tactical genius here, however, so we can’t waste any time.” David explains.
“I understand sir. Shall I have rations prepared for the troops?” he asked.
“Sounds reasonable.” Says David. The man on his left walks off. David comes up to a two large doors. He swings them open, and in the room is a large oval table with men in suits sitting around it. David walks over to the very end and sits.
“Good evening your highness.” Says Fleet Admiral Zixon.
“I need an update. What have our scouts found?” David picks up a folder with several papers.
“The village was completely leveled. We did not fine her highness, but we did find the body of her Bodyguard, Auron. His left leg was broken, and it was apparent he was impaled by some object. If not for the bullet in his head, he would have bled out from the wound.” States Admiral Gerald.
“We did, however, find blood near the school building. It was a large amount, at least 3 quarts. Upon a quick test, it was found to be female. It’s very possible now that Felecia is either badly wounded, or dead. The latter being the most plausible.” Informs Vice Admiral Nimitz
“No…I believe she might still be alive. She’s…shall we say, ‘Special’.” David states.
“What do you mean?” asks Rear Admiral Davis.
“Classified. For me to know only. Anyway, report on the Defective’s position?” David asks.
“Yes. He has arranged a fleet of several warships behind the mountains. He’s preparing to strike. If we launch a surprise attack, we could eliminate his fleet swiftly with little to no civilian casualties.” Nimitz explains.
“Very well. We’ll see what we can do. I will now adjourn this meeting with a finally statement. Men, from today and onwards, we formally declare war on the scourge that is former Admiral Xeraph Vixbar.” David declares.
Felecia sits in the back of the car, staring out the window. She can’t help but think ‘What happened?’ She couldn’t quite make sense of what happened to the village. Nor could she remember what happened. Despite this, she still felt at fault. It was her they were after.
“We’re almost to the outpost.” Xeon said.
“Okay. We should see my brother though.” Felecia stares down at the river as they cross a bridge. She sighs. “So pretty…”
“You should really stop blaming yourself. It wasn’t your fault the village was ransacked.” Xeon says.
“You think so? Liar, you know they were after me.” Felecia mumbles.
“Can up please stop spouting nonsense. Why would they come after a girl like you? You’ve been nothing but trouble for me.” Xeon states. Felecia continues to stare out the window. As Felecia looks upon the open fields, she sees a pillar of smoke rising in the distance.
“Hm? There seems to be a fire nearby.” Felecia says.
Xeon turns his head to the right. He sees the smoke. “You’re right. It’s in the direction of the outpost. I’ll see about checking it out after I drop you off.”
“Something tells me it is the outpost that’s burning.” Felecia states.
“Why’s that?” Xeon asks.
“It’s simple really. Eliminate the enemy little by little. Decrease their forces. In fact, being so close to my village, I wouldn’t be surprised if they attacked it for extra caution.” Felecia explains
“You have a point. In that case, we must hurry.” Xeon floors the throttle and speeds over to the outpost. Upon arriving, Felecia’s suspicions are proven correct. The outpost is in smolders, completely destroyed. Dozens of bodies cover the ground. Xeon opens the hatch and jumps out of the car. “Dammit. You were right.” He runs over to the burning ruins. He checks all of the bodies. While he does this, Felecia steps out of the car.
“It’s all my fault. They did this because of me…” she looks at the bodies with distressed eyes. Xeon runs over and grabs her by the shoulders and shakes her violently.
“STOP BLAMING YOURSELF! THERE”S NOTHING THEY COULD EVER WANT FROM YOU!” Xeon screams at her. Felecia slaps him hard.
“Do you even realize who I am? I will not tolerate being talked to in such a tone. Indeed, I may have a week heart, but they told me straight to my face I was what they were after. This is all my fault. If only I hadn’t been shipped to that town, this would have never happened.” Felecia scowls. She looks at Xeon with cold eyes.
“This is crazy! You’re crazy! Who do YOU think you are, a princess?” Xeon asks. Felecia just stares at him with her cold dead eyes. He could see she was in a lot of emotional turmoil. Xeon’s hands still firmly grasping her shoulders.
“Get your hands off me, peasant. You know nothing.” Felecia smacks his arms away and walks off back to the car. She curls up in the backseat and cries softly to herself as Xeon goes back to searching through the debris. Unable to find anything of significance, Xeon collects weaponry and ammo, putting it in the back of the trunk. Felecia remains curled in a ball when Xeon enters the car. Xeon remains quiet for a few seconds taking a quick look at Felecia. He couldn’t help but feel that something was amiss about her. Xeon starts the car back up and turns on the radio for some music.
“Looks like we’ll be heading to the capital like you wanted.” Xeon states. Felecia doesn’t respond. Xeon begins to drive off when the news starts up.
“This just breaking in: Apparently the Village the princess had been in hiding out for so long has been attacked and leveled. We have a major source stating the princess is dead. I repeat, the princess is dead.” Xeon raises an eyebrow.
“That’s some pretty serious accusations.” Xeon states.
“I wish they were true. Might as well be…I did die…” Felecia mumbles under her breath.
“Hm? You say something?” Xeon asks. Felecia doesn’t respond. Xeon now frustrated with her, kicks the car into gear and drives them away from the ruined base.
“What seems to be the trouble?” John says as they travel.
“A power of the most sinful. It has made itself present on an ancient world.” Death raises his bony hand through his cloak and points at Blackwolf’s eyepatch. “While I slept upon my throne in the deepest depths of hell, a soul bound for my realm was torn from my grasp by this crimson power.”
“I understand. Once we arrive I should be able to track this power with my right eye. Let’s hope the wielder doesn’t lose control in the meantime.” John states. Death nods, and they continue their path to Gigia.
Felecia wanders down a decrepit hallway. A stench of evil hovers in the air, Felecia nauseated by it. She walks into a single room with a mirror in the middle. “A mirror? What would one be doing in a place like this?” Felecia walks over to the mirror. “It’s pretty.” She places her hand on the glass, staring at her reflection. “Such a crystal clear image. There’s no smearing, no scratches. I’d like to have a mirror with this kind of quality.” Felecia smiles.
“Is that so?” says a female voice. Felecia looks around her, only to see the room is completely closed off. She turns back to see herself, only this time with black hair and wide, glowing red eyes, with a narrow grin across her face.
Felecia jumps back, “What the!?” Felecia backs into a wall and falls on the ground. She watches helplessly as her black-haired self, steps out of the mirror. The walls begin to bleed as the mysterious clone walks closer. Felecia begins to panic, but before she can react, her clone straddles her and speaks softly.
“I have a feeling we’ll be working well with each other in the near future.” Says the doppelganger before giving Felecia a deep wet kiss, pouring crimson down Felecia’s throat. “This is the price for wielding me. Felecia gags and squirms before shooting up and hitting her head off the ceiling of the car.
“Owww….” Felecia regains her composure. Xeon looks back at her.
“You okay?” he asks.
“I’m fine.” Felecia replies. The truth was much different however. As Felecia settled in and got comfortable in the seat, the flashes of the nightmare she had keeping popping her mind. It felt so real to her, as if she wasn’t dreaming at all. “What was that?”
Xeon looks back at her then goes back to focus on the road, when he realizes something was off. He makes a double take of Felecia before slamming on the breaks. Felecia, not buckled in, flies head first into the passenger seat.
“ARGH!?” Felecia gets up. “HEY, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!?” Felecia pauses. Did I just swear? I’ve never swore once in my life. That was strange.
Xeon turns back and looks at Felecia. His eyes widen with a little disbelief. “Weren’t your eyes a deep blue before?” Felecia looks at him, confused.
“What do you mean?” Felecia rubs her head. “Could have at least warned me…”
“You’re eyes are red. Not only that, but they have a glow to them as well. How do you even change your eyes to look like that?” Xeon asks her.
“My eyes are red?” just then, Felecia remembered back to her nightmare. “Give me a mirror! Now!” Felecia demands.
“The only mirrors I have are those on the car.” Xeon points to the rearview mirror. Felecia climbs forward and looks closely at herself. Xeon was right. Her eyes were now a glowing crimson. She stumbles back.
“Wha…what is this?” Felecia holds her face. “These aren’t my eyes…” she lowers her hands. “These aren’t my eyes.” Felecia starts falling into a state of distress. Cold sweat runs down her face as she falls back into her seat. She looks back at the mirror. There sits her black-haired doppelganger in the mirror, in her place. She smiles and looks at Felecia, possessing Felecia’s sapphire blue eyes. Felecia clenches her fists and lunges at the mirror “YOU BITCH! GIVE ME BACK MY EYES!” she grabs the mirror and stares into the Doppelganger’s eyes. The Doppelganger just smiles and lets out slight giggle. Felecia becomes infuriated, gripping onto the mirror hard enough to crack the glass and crush the casing around it. “GIVE THEM BACK!” Felecia tears the mirror of the ceiling and smashes it against the dash. The broken glass cuts deeply into her hands, the crimson dropping unto the carpeting. Felecia reels back in pain, her hands tensing in front of her, trying to clench shut. Tears fall from her eyes in waterfalls. “Why? Why is this happening to me?”
This is the price of wielding me.
She said that. She said that. Wield her? I didn’t do anything. What’s going on here? I’m so lost and confused. Felecia thought to herself. Without Felecia realizing it, Xeon takes hold of her hands and begins removing the glass shards and bits of plastic.
This was to be expected. Not only was her village attacked and was nearly killed, but she blames herself for the attack of not only the village, but the outpost as well. It was only a matter of time before she lost it. Xeon thinks. After removing all of the fragments and shards, Xeon wraps Felecia’s hand with some gauze out of the first aid kit. Once he’s done, Felecia pulls her hands back to the center of her chest and falls on her side and cries heavily. Xeon gets back in the driver’s seat and throws the car back into gear and drives off.
While flying towards Gigia, John receives a sharp sensation through his right eye. “Hm? There’s been a spike in the energy.” John tells to Death.
“All the more reason why we must hurry.” Death spreads his bony wings and accelerates. John follows closely behind.
Xeraph, lounging in his Admiral’s Chair, feels a dark presence take dominance in the atmosphere. He slowly rises up and focuses his senses. What could this overwhelming evil be? Where could it be coming from? He thinks to himself. He looks down at the communications operative. “You there, could you scan for any strong sources of dark energy?”
“Yes, Sir!” The operative turns to his monitor, punching in signal frequency code ranges and turns on the scanning dish. After a few minutes pass, the operative turns back to Xeraph. “I’ve got a lock on a source of some really potent energy sir. It seems to have an irregular pattern, indicating instability. It’s moving north at 67.2 knots.”
“Good work. Send out a drone to destroy it. It feels as if it could pose a threat. I won’t take any chances.” Xeraph tells him.
“Aye-aye sir!” the Operative flips on a switch and types in some instructions into two drones. “Launching.” He presses a switch on the console, and from the portside of the warship launch two drones.
Xeon looks at the clock. It says 12:33 AM. “Well. Now would be a good time to get some rest.” Xeon turns off the car and pulls out a blanket from the glove box. He drapes it over his body and leans the seat back and dozes off.
Felecia tosses and turns in her sleep. Her eyes suddenly open. “Huh!?” She swallows and looks around. Noticing Xeon sleeping, she gets out of the car for some fresh air. The sun is starting to rise in the west. “What a nice breeze.” Felecia brushes her hair back and leans against the car. She then starts to hear a slight hum. She looks in the sky towards the south and sees to black dots moving toward her. “What’s that over there?” The hum of objects growing ever closer and louder. “Are those planes?” she wondered. Immediately she opened the hatch and got back in the car, then shook Xeon to wake him up.
“Xeon, it seems planes are headed this way.”
“It means if the Rebels find out I’m still alive, they’ll come after me again. I don’t want any more lives taken as a result of my own living.”
“Fine…FINE. I’ll go check it out. You wait in the car, you paranoid maniac.” Xeon says as he tosses the blanket off. He grabs a pair of binoculars and opens the hatch. Felecia points him in the direction of the drones and turns his eyes towards them. “Attack drones. Don’t know why they’re headed in this direction, there isn’t anything for miles.”
“They could be hunting for someone.” Felecia suggests.
“Have the drones arrived at the source?” Xeraph asked.
“Yes, sir. It seems to emanating from the car, the energy waves that is.” Says the operative.
“Open fire when I give the order. I’d like to see the face of the one with this power.”
“As you wish.”
The drones zip overhead then loop back and aim their cameras through the windshield. Despite Felecia’s best efforts, her entire face is caught by the drones as she ducks behind the seats. Xeraph shoots out of his chair and looks at the footage in shock and fear. “Sir…that’s…”
“Impossible. Turn the drones around and destroy that car!”
Xeon notices them turn back abruptly and dives back into the car in reaction to it. He immediately throws the car into drive and floors it, sending Felecia flying back into the seat. Xeon then pulls a large revolver out of the glove compartment and tosses it to Felecia. She catches it out of reflex, but is in complete shock when she sees what she caught. “THE HECK YOU GIVING ME A G--”
“LESS TALKY MORE SHOOTY”
“SHOOT THE DAMN DRONES!”
Felecia reluctantly opens the sun roof and points the gun at one of the drones. It is a 12 inch triple barrel .500 caliber revolver. She pulls the trigger. The recoil sends her arms flying back. Her shoulders pop and she lets out a small wail of pain. She missed the drone however, but her eyes glow and she takes the gun up and aims again. She pulls the trigger. The recoil knocks her back again, and she managed to hit the drone’s wing, but it was merely a scratch. “This is impossible.” She said.
“What? But I’m out of rounds.”
Shoot, before I make you.
“Alright! Just leave me alone!” Felecia pulls the trigger. A beam of crimson shoots from the barrel and straight through the drone. Felecia experiences no recoil and looks in awe of what happened. “W-what!? W-what was that?” While Felecia tries to make sense of what happened, the other drone unleashes its Vulcans. Three shots hit Felecia and she falls back into the passenger seat. While two grazed her, on penetrated her abdomen and she now bleeds profusely. “GWUAAAAAAAAHHHH!” Felecia screams in pain. She clenches down on the wound as the slick crimson seeps between her fingers. “D-Dammit! NGAAH!”
Quiet. I’ll heal you. Focus on destroying the Drone.
Felecia Stands back up “Yeah? Heal me? Then do it already. CAUSE THIS IS PISSING ME OFF!” A crimson aura envelopes Felecia. The red static bounces around her as she rises through the sun roof and swings the gun at the drone. It immediately shoots at her. Her arms and body take in several shots, but she still pulls the trigger, with an angered look. “TAKE THIS, YOU BASTARD!” A massive, dense beam of black with a red glow erupts from the guns barrel. The recoil forces the car into the ground and cracks the Earth. Felecia is pushed back into the car with incredible force with a loud thud. The Beam then evaporates the drone and punches a hole in the sky. The barrel of the gun shatters in Felecia’s hand as she tries to recover from falling. She looks out the sun roof, her eyes widened. “D….Did I just…?”
“JESUS! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST DO!? IT WAS ENOUGH THAT YOU TALKED TO YOURSELF LIKE SOME LOON, BUT NOW YOU’RE SHOOTING HOLES IN THE FUCKING SKY!? WHAT THE FUCK!?” Xeon screams, freaking the fuck out. Felecia looks at him with her shocked expression.
“Hehe…” She chuckles.
“…hehehe.” He snickers.
“Hehehahahahah…” Felecia laughs.
“Hahahahahaha…” Xeon laughs.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAH!” Felecia becomes hysterical.
“HEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Xeon keels over, laughing.
“That was so freakin’ ridiculous!” Felecia exclaims.
“Hahahah, yeah, it was.” Xeon replies.
Felecia then feels the sharp pain of being shot multiple times as her adrenaline dies down. She cringes and grips some of the areas, but notices there to be no wounds. “Huh? I swear I got shot several times. There’s even blood on my clothes from where I was shot…” Felecia wonders.
“That is strange. Could be the same thing that brought you back to life.” Xeon suggests.
“I guess you’re right…” Felecia clenches her chest. So that voice wasn’t kidding when it said it’ll heal me…Could it be? It probably is. Whatever power this is that I have…I doesn’t want me to die. Felecia sits up and hops into the passenger seat. “With all these holes in my clothes, we better get me a new outfit.”
“True. I guess I could get myself one too. This armour slows me down, especially when I’m wielding my blade.” Xeon adds.
“So then it’s settled. Next town we arrive in, we’re getting new clothes.” Felecia states.
“GOD DAMMIT! THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING!” Xeraph rips his Admiral’s Chair from the floor and hurls it across the bridge.
“I’m sorry, Sir.”
“No, it’s not your fault. It’s no one’s fault. There’s no way we could prepare ourselves for such a power. You guys can all take a break, while I try to sort this out.”
“YES, SIR!” everyone but Xeraph leaves the bridge. Once the door closes, Xeraph slams his fist on his War Table, cracking the holographic projecting screen.
“Dammit. Why? First HE betrays us, and now THIS appears on our home world. Deus auxilium nobis omnes.” Xeraph collapses at the table, the stress taking a toll on him.
“John, did you feel that?” Death questioned.
“Yes. That massive burst of power. It must’ve attacked.” John narrows his eyes as they approach Gigia.
Felecia and Xeon drive up to the town of Libra. When they arrive at the gate, Xeon pulls out his Military entry pass. After being let through, Xeon pulls into the parking lot of a blacksmith. Felecia turns to Xeon, “Let me handle paying for everything, okay?” Felecia opens the door and climbs out of the car. Once Xeon gets out, they bother head for the shop entrance. Felecia feels a chill run down her spine. She can’t help but feel people are staring at her.
As they walk in, Felecia notices the swords hanging on the wall and immediately breaks into a cold sweat, gripping her chest and starting to tremble. The Black Smith takes notice of her, immediately seeing all the bloody cuts on her uniform. “My my, you look like you walked straight through a warzone young miss. Hell, you even look like you’ve seen some serious shit. If these weapons on the wall are bothering you, I can take them down until you leave. No issues.”
“Th...Thank you…” Says Felecia as he takes down the swords. Felecia walks over to the counter. “I’d like some new clothing. As you can see, mine have seen better days. If possible, light armour would help.”
“Light armour in your size? Let me see.” The smith walks over to the catalogue. After pulling out a card, he swipes it through a scanner and a door opens revealing a rack full of jackets. He pulls one off the rack and places it on the counter. “This is Micro-woven Titanium Alloy Armour. Covered in high tension Faux leather, it’s a bit on the heavier end of Light armour, it can stop any bullet. Only 17,000 Reens.”
“I see. May I try it on?” Felecia asks.
“Why certainly.” The smith hands her the jacket. She grabs it and finds that it is a bit on the heavier side as he said, but nothing she couldn’t handle. She slips her arms through the sleeves. She shimmies around in the jacket for a bit, before pulling out her card. “I’ll take this. I’ll go look around for clothes in the meantime.”
“You have a good day, miss.” The smith said.
“You, too~” Felecia walks off.
After meeting back up with Xeon who had found some armour he liked, him and Felecia went deeper into the store and picked out some clothing. After Felecia got changed, Xeon told her to wait outside while he got his weapon maintenance. The Blacksmith was impressed by the blade, and happily refined its edge. Felecia then came back in once Xeon was finished and paid for the services.
“I actually quite like what I picked out, what about you, Xeon?” Felecia asks.
“This is actually pretty good quality. If anything, the armour should last us a long while. The clothes are decent as well. One question, why the skirt?” Xeon asks.
“Legged wear is uncomfortable.” Felecia answers.
“I guess that makes sense…” Xeon says.
“So, anyone got a clue as to where they ran off?” Xeraph asks.
“It appears from their direction that the most probable location is Libra, sir.”
“I see. Send Commander Kexion. They must be eliminated as soon as possible.”
“I’ll contact him immediately.”
I swear. I will eliminate Felecia. The power she holds is far too dangerous. Xeraph grips the arms of his chair.
“Maaaagnaaa~” says Felecia as she stretches in the bath tub. “It feels so good having a bath after three days~” Felecia relaxes in the tub and thinks about the past few days and how crazy they’ve been. “It feels so surreal. All that’s happened. I still can’t wrap my head around it.” Felecia sinks into the tub. She places her hand on her chest, stroking it once. “I can’t forget. I still feel the pain.” Felecia looks up. “But…I don’t mourn. Why? My mom’s dead. Everyone I knew is dead. So why don’t I mourn?” Felecia sighs and looks back down. In front of her sits the dark doppelganger. She’s smiling. The eyes she stole from Felecia, glowing. They narrow, and she lets out a slight chuckle, before crawling up against Felecia.
What’s the point in mourning? Those feelings will only get in the way~ Hehehe~
Felecia leaps out of the tub. “UWAHH!? W-What the Hell!?” upon leaping out, she slips on the tiles due to her wet feet, and falls with a loud thud. The Crimson Doppelganger rises out of the tub and walks over to Felecia. Felecia’s hands clench into fists. She leaps up and tackles the Doppelganger, and grips its neck tightly. “YOU! YOU’RE THE ONE TAMPERING WITH MY FEELINGS, AREN’T YOU!? FIRST YOU STEAL MY EYES, NOW YOU STEAL MY FEELINGS!? I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU! GIVE THEM BACK!” Felecia’s grip tightens, her eyes becoming a flame of crimson. “GIVE THEM BACK!” Her grip becomes tighter. The room becomes dark, black and white. The only colour being their eyes and blood. The sky out the window turns crimson, and a black rain begins to fall. Thunder roars as Felecia stares intensely at her doppelganger, her grip becoming tighter.
Yes. Become more aggressive. Become more violent. Like that’ll help the situation~
“YOU BITCH! AHHHHHHHH!” A crunching noise followed by a sickening snap echoes in the bathroom. Even so, Felecia grips tighter. Her nails dig into the Doppelganger’s neck. Blood seeps from the wounds. Suddenly, the blood shot eyes of the Doppelganger look directly at Felecia. Felecia freezes. The Doppelganger begins to laugh. She laughs and laughs and laughs.
Such a foolish person. Killing half of yourself in a fit of rage. I let you know right now, this is all a dream~
Must’ve been fun choking yourself to death. You broke your own neck. Hahaha~ But don’t worry. I healed you. Sadly though, you’ll be unconscious for a while. Hehehahaha~
“YOU! YOU! RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Felecia crushes her neck between her fingers. “DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! GO AWAY! I WANT NO PART OF THIS!” Blood wells up in the Doppelganger’s mouth, pouring out the sides. Blood stains Felecia’s hands. The bathroom becomes dark. The walls fade into nothingness. No more. Whatever this is inside me. Go away. I want no part of this.
It’s too late. You’ve already become my puppet. You’re mine to control, and you can do nothing about it. Hahahaha~
“No. I refuse to have it.” Back in the real world, Felecia lets go of her neck and rises out of the tub. She walks into the hotel’s kitchen, and grabs a knife. “I will not let you do what you please with me. Even if I have to kill myself.” Felecia thrusts the knife into her neck. She digs it deeply across. Blood gushes from her neck. Felecia falls to her knees, but she continues to dig the knife in. Thick crimson wells up in her mouth and oozes out through her clenched teeth. The knife buries itself into Felecia’s spine, cutting away the vertebrae. Her body falls limp, blood still pumping out of her artery. She falls onto the kitchen floor, a pool of blood growing beneath her.
Didn’t I tell you yet? As long as I remain, you can never die.
Felecia’s wound closes up quickly. All the blood drained from her body is pulled back. The pool of blood underneath her vanishes as the wound zips shut. Her eyes blink. She stands. Without saying a word, she walks back to her hotel room. Tears roll from her eyes, as she collapses onto her bed.
Xeon woke to Felecia sleeping next to him. At first he jolts a little in shock, but notices that Felecia is shaking, bad. She was clearly asleep, so Xeon came to the conclusion that she must be having a nightmare. “Figures. After all she’s been through.” Xeon pets her on the head. Suddenly his eyes widen. Wha…what is this presence I’m feeling from her? It’s so sinister. It’s as if Satan himself cradles her. Xeon sits up and puts his armour on. He then pats Felecia on the head, waking her up.
A man enters into Libra through its gates. He has long blond hair and is wearing a trench coat. He quickly looks from side to side, then straight ahead. “So the targets are here? Tch. It’ll be a pain to find them, that’s for sure.”
“Hey, you. Where’s your entry pass?” Asks the gate keeper. The man turns around slowly.
“I am my own pass.”
“No. All persons regardless of status are required an entry pass. I will have to ask you to leave, sir, or you will be detained.”
“Too bad.” The man snaps his fingers. Suddenly, the Gate Keeper is struck down with an intense lightning bolt.
“Hm?” Felecia looks out over in the direction of the lightning. “That’s weird, the skies are clear, and judging from the levels of humidity, storms shouldn’t be nearby.”
“Do you really need to go into that level of detail?” Xeon says.
“Of course. Because, my Mage Teacher said that if something unusual happens that normally wouldn’t be possible under current conditions, then it was most likely magic. Chances are, someone was just killed with Thunder Magic.” Felecia explains.
“I see.” Xeon looks at Felecia. Is it me, or is she becoming rather tactical? “Anyway, about this morning. You were shaking like crazy. Did you have a nightmare or something?”
“I…I’d rather not talk about it. You’d think I was going crazy.” Felecia says.
“Are you sure you aren’t already?” mumbles Xeon.
“Hm? What is it?” Felecia asks.
“Nothing.” Xeon replies. “Well, we can’t stay in the town much longer. Someone will eventually come find us. Worst case scenario, they’ll attack the town. I don’t know what they want from you, but you weren’t lying when you said they were after you. I can be certain of that now.”
A man walks out of an alley the two just passed. It’s the same man with long blond hair. He looks over at the two, then pulls out a photo. “White hair…truly an unusual hair colour.” He turns and calls out to them, “Your highness, so it’s true. You really are alive. I’m so relieved.”
Eh? Wait, did someone just call out to me? Felecia thinks to herself.
“Princess Felecia Lupus Flare, it’s an honor to meet you.” Felecia turns her head abruptly, and sees the man. Her eyes widen. Xeon turns as well.
“P-princess?!” Xeon questions, before looking at Felecia.
“I guess there’s no use in hiding it. What do you want?” Felecia asks.
“I’m just following orders.” The man raises his hand and points at the two. People around them begin to watch. Felecia’s eyes widen. Her vision becomes crimson. She can see it. She can see the Magic circle on his hand. She can see the execution process.
She grabs Xeon’s arm, and dashes into alley, right before a lightning bolt shoots from his fingertips, and shatters the concrete sidewalk. Felecia and Xeon stumble when they land in the alley. Xeon pauses for a moment, trying to make sense of what’s going on.
“Don’t question it, just run!” Felecia grabs his arm and they take off.
“You can’t hide from me. If need be, I’ll wipe this entire town off the map!” the man becomes wrapped in lightning. He raises his arm to the skies, then thrusts it back down. “ZEUS’ WRATH!” There was a flash of light. A deafening explosion. Building were obliterated by a massive shock-wave. People are incinerated to fast to scream.