Sunday, October 2, 2005

   Fake Wings, Chapter 6!
OMG, sorry it's late...

Chapter 6

Izayoi carried her the bodies of her family members out one at a time, followed soon by Tenji’s. Since they were traitors, they wouldn’t be buried, unless Izayoi did it herself. Sighing, she cremated her family members, collecting their ashes in an urn. Then, she released the ashes into the wind, where the storm’s breeze scattered them among the desert.

“May your trip into the light be easy… gomen nasai.” Izayoi muttered, praying quietly. Then, she began digging a grave for Tenji. It was her best friend’s wish to be buried. Tenji always said that whe she died, she wanted to be buried. Mainly because she was born of the desert, and wished to return to it. Sighing, Izayoi began to lower Tenji’s body into the soft, sandy grave. After she said a quick prayer, she marked Tenji’s grave with a cross, and began filling it up.

She cried bitter tears, but stopped when she heard the rumble of thunder. Smiling slightly, she brushed away her tears as the rain began to fall. With a sigh, she frolicked in the downpour, as Tenji had been hoping to do before she had been killed. After she was completely soaked, she returned to the base’s engine room, where she hoped to be alone. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. A young man, around her age, was working on a ship near hers; it was obvious that he was working hard.

“Um… hello.” The young man mumbled, stopping Izayoi in her tracks, “my name is Krad… who are you?” She didn’t want to talk with anyone at the moment; all she wanted to do was mourn quietly in her room. She began to walk away, until she heard the hood of the craft fall down. It hit metal, so it was obvious that the young man working had finished. He had black hair that covered his right eye. His visible eye was green; at least, that’s what color it appeared to be.

“Look, I don’t want to talk to anyone right now.” Izayoi said, not bothering to turn toward the young man. It was obvious that she was upset; she was fighting back tears as she spoke. Almost immediately after she’d finished speaking, she felt a hand on her shoulder. It startled her; his hand was warm. However, she was more startled that he was able to sneak up on her; the only one who did that was Otomaru, who moved nearly without a sound.

“Listen, I know what happened. Your family and only friend are dead.” Krad said, patting her shoulder, “but don’t worry. If you need someone to talk to, I’ll be here for you.” He walked away after he said it, leaving Izayoi alone. She had craved touch like the brief embrace, but it now felt so alien to her. She wasn’t sure if she’d be able to handle any sort of human contact ever again. Blinking back tears, she ran back to her room, she tossed herself onto her bunk and cried herself to sleep.

*

That night, Tenji’s grave was unearthed. Otomaru snuck quietly, carrying the shovel over his shoulder. It was unnecessary; desert sand was easy to sift through. However, since it had been raining, the sand would be clumped together as mud. Silently, he dug up Tenji’s grave, sighing when he hit something. It was Tenji’s body, which was in perfect condition. A strange glint came into Otomaru’s eyes as he pulled out the body, shouting when some blood eked out of the wound onto his shirt.

“It’s for the prophecy and the boss; it’s for the prophecy and the boss.” Otomaru muttered, slinging Tenji’s corpse over his shoulder. Silently as he’d come, he filled Tenji’s grave again, and returned to the base. After a few moments, he’d found his boss; the room was filled with tubes. Hadden nodded, and Otomaru put Tenji into a column. He put a breathing tube over Tenji’s snout, and sealed the door.

The column filled with a green liquid; it was called formaldehyde, and would preserve Tenji’s body. At least until the ceremony was done. ‘This is all part of the prophecy,’ Otomaru thought, grinning as he helped with the ceremony. If it worked, and fate was with them, Tenji would be rising again.

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