A small giggle escaped the brunette's lips, staring down at the picture displayed on her phone.
"What is it Laiken?" The blonde questioned; trying to figure out how the back of the youngerâs dress tied.
After another small giggle Laiken spoke up. "Rholl sent me a picture of her and the Easter bunny, it reminded me of when papa dressed up as one because we would always try to sneak a peak."
Lachlaan thought for a minute before letting out a soft ahh. "I think I remember that, he also dressed as Santa too right? It is weird thinking of papa dressing so... Ridiculous." She took a glance at the photo before finally finding out how the darn strings worked.
"Hehe, I wonder if it was Rholl's brother who did it for her." Laiken's smile saddened slightly as she turned towards the shorter sibling. "She seemed so upset about Easter a few days ago, I'm glad this seemed to cheer her up." Her smile brightened again as she stood up. "Well people should be filling in soon, thanks for helping me get ready big sis~" The blonde nodded lightly before watching the younger skip out of the room to help with any final preparations.
"Mr.Shu huh..." Lachlaan went to follow the younger before she stopped suddenly, deadpanning at sudden realization. "So that is what you meant." A sigh escaped her lips. "And here I thought it would be Kemen dressed in such silly fashion."
Blue eyes looked towards her sisters giant mirror; staring at her current outfit. "I still have time..." The girl mumbled, walking towards her old room to find a more girlish outfit to wear for the event.
[Iâm still stuck not being able to write but I made some modern au headcanons for the main crew]
Music Taste:
-Kemen: Rock mostly, but there are those playlist filled with video game music and Vocaloid... We all know you humming along to weeb songs you nerd. Favorite song is Shut Up and Dance, though Changing Me (PQ) is a very close 2nd
-Lachlaan: Whatever is recommended; her playlist is just a huge jumble of different songs Laiken and Kemen have sent her along with some Christian Rock. Favorite song is We Fall Apart
-Pavitra: Classical all day everyday with some slow songs mixed in. Favorite song is Can't Help Falling in Love With You
-Wynfreda: Those super cheesy love songs and older songs. Favorite song is A Moment Like This (She also really loves dancing to Pavitra's favorite with him it will prob be their wedding song if they get married)
-Laiken: Whatever female pop singer is popular, she also loves K-Pop and J-Pop; mostly u's and Girls' Generation. Favorite song is START:DASH
-Yakunita: Doesn't really care for music, though sometimes will sit and listen to songs with Laiken. Favorite song is unknown
Best at:
-Kemen: #1 Prank Master Surprising to most who meet him and see his prankster; he is exceptionally smart, also getting top 10% in his grade throughout school. In fact it wasn't till the end of High School that he started acting the way he does.
-Lachlaan: Was into Ballet, even had multiple solos, before the accident. After a year of recovery she got into kickboxing to strenghen herself from the years of being bedridden; she now teaches others part time to help her old teacher.
-Pavitra: He has been writting since he was young and has become a author of many outstanding books through the years even though he is still considered young. He is best known for his non-fiction pieces but loves writting about fantasy more. One of them seem very familiar...
-Wynfreda: While she says she doesn't have any 'special talent' the other teachers at the preschool she works say otherwise. Wynfreda has a knack for making children happy and can make even the grumpiest child smile. Her motherly instincts and caring personality get her remembered by the children even after they graduate.
-Laiken: Also took ballet but stopped a year into her sisters hospital time and now focus' on sewing. Though once in a great while she will get Lachlaan to make a routine up with her; since her dream when she was young was to dance with her sister on stage.
-Yakunita: Even though quiet, when she speaks there is usually a lesson to come out of it. Though the child decides to keep to herself whenever a fight breaks out on the playground she is able to settle it with a few words before the teachers can even reach the troublemakers which never fight again.
The tanned boy yawned as he walked out of the decorated store; quickly glancing inside his bag before eyes caught a child sitting by themselves.
Kemen stopped in his tracks as he stared at the girl; with a quick glance around the area he walked up to the ginger child.
âYakunita?â The girl looked up; dull brown eyes staring at the man, âWhat are you doing out here in the cold alone?â
The girl continued to stare, her silence not driving the older man away. After a few seconds she finally said something in her quiet voice. âI lost Laiken so Iâm waiting for herâŚâ
Kemen let out a gentle smile; pulling out his phone. âWell I should have her number why donât I ca-â His sentence stopped as he looked at the phone. With a sigh he sat next to the girl and placed his hand over his face. âOf course itâs dead.â He mumbled, glancing over at the child. âInstead Iâll sit with you until your sister comes; is that alright?â Yakunita nodded, and the two went silent.
After a few minutes Kemen noticed something in the girlâs hands. âA valentineâs day gift? I didnât know the smallest Burnita had a crush heh.â The brown haired boys smile from his little comment didnât last long.
âPervertâŚâ It was blunt, causing him to stare in shock. âItâs for Lalan.â Yakunitaâs hands wrapped around the small present.
âHey I wasnât being a pervert I was just curious.â Kemen sighed. âGeez for such a small child to call me a pervert; makes me question myself.â
âWhat didâŚâ The girl mumbled the rest.
âHmm?â
Yakunita looked up at the tanned boy. âWhat did you get Lalan?â
âAhh, wellâŚâ Kemen grabbed the bag he had placed next to him. âPromise you wonât tell her, ok?â Yakunita nodded, though her emotionless eyes made Kemen wonder if she really did want to know. Carefully he reached into the bag, pulling out a carefully wrapped object.
Yakunita watched as the boy uncovered the mystery item. Brown eyes stared at the silver circular box; on top sat an outline of a heart with a butterfly figure carefully sitting on it. The inside of its wings were sapphires. âItâs a music box, I had it custom made with a song we knew as children.â Kemen blushed lightly as he stared at it. âI know itâs not the normal Valentineâs Day gift butâŚThis is the first year weâre officially âtogetherâ so I wanted to get something special.
âYou really love my sister huhâŚâ The tanned boy smiled at the comment with a nod. Yakunita stared at the box, before eyes trailed back to her own gift.
âBecause I met you, I found myself.â Yakunita looked back up at the man, who had begun quietly singing. âYour voice, your weakness, your gaze. Even the bold front you put up, and that smile of yours- those will become my wings.â Kemen smiled again. âThose are some of the lyrics to the song.â
The brown eyed child didnât let her gaze leave the boy, but her eyes widened as he said his next sentence.
âWe both share the same wings, donât we?â
Yakunitaâs mouth opened, but before she could say something her voice was cut off. âYakuuuuu!â
The small child almost fell off the bench as she was suddenly hugged, blinking she quickly figured out who did this attack.
âOh thank the Gods youâre safe, when you suddenly disappeared I was so worried. I was looking everywhere for you Iâm so sorry Iâm sorry Iâm sorry.â The small child blinked as she listened to the teary eyed teen.
âIâm ok Laiken⌠I had him to look after me.â
âH-Him?â Laiken blinked as she finally let go of her younger sister, finally noticing the boy. âOh! Thank you so much Kemen, I donât know what would of happened if you didnât find her, I hope Yaku didnât cause you too much trouble.â
The boy smiled. âIt was no problem at all, Iâm just glad you were able to find us.â
After many thank youâs from the brunette the two siblings finally left, leaving Kemen to continue his shopping.
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âLaikenâ
âHmm?â
â⌠Can we make chocolates for big brother too?â
Laiken blinked as she stared at the younger girl who was lightly pulling on her yellow sweaters sleeve. âDo you mean Kemen?â
Yakunita went quiet, realizing what she called the boy which caused Laiken to giggle. âAlright we can make him some too. The more the merrier after all.â
The small child nodded, going back to mixing the chocolate batter.
[I wrote this like 1-2 months ago but forgot to post so umm... Itâs dumb but here]
Darkness
Void
Alone
The girl sat on her knees; chains wrapped around her small frame.
Blood
Darkness
Alone
The chains sent pain to the girl; Causing her to scream into the darkness with a now coarse voice.
Chains
Help
Reality
There was another figure in the âroomâ sleeping; he looked familiar to the girl.
Hurt
Blood
Guideless
She couldnât remember who it was. All she could remember is pain, why was she even there?
Mistake
Help
Cold
Did she deserve this? The pain was so intense so she must⌠She can survive this a little longer. Just take a deep breath and suffer the unknown consequences.
Dark
Shadow
Sword
A sword; she remembered a sword. Why was it so important?
War
Death
Kill
A war⌠What is war? Is it one of the chains wrapped around her? The word sounded painful.
Help
Save
Hero
The person sleeping; were they a hero? Could she be saved by the hero?
Blood
Cry
Death
No⌠She deserved only pain, right?
Deserve
Deserve
Deserve
But what had she done wrong? Was there really anything?
Bad
Evil
Dark
Was she those things? It was all so confusing to try to figure out through the painâŚ
Him
Prince
Evil
Evil prince⌠What did that mean; was she a prince? No that didnât make sense; Princes are boys⌠How did she know?
Memory
Happy
Family
A happy family flashed before her eyes⌠Who were they? Using all her strength she looked into each of their eyes.
Mama
Papa
Sisters
She felt herself tear up.
Warm
Good
Happy
The pain was gone completely.
Wynfreda
Pavitra
Kemen
The girl began to remember everything.
Hero
Name
Lachlaan
Lachlaan⌠That was her name right? She felt the chains loosen.
Happy
Friends
Family
The chains disappeared as the girl stood up; looking towards the sleeping boy.
Hero
Help
Sleep
Carefully she walked over the sleeping figure; leaning down next to him.
Help
Other
Hero
She smiled gently, shaking the other.
Wake
Happy
Friend
She would be a hero⌠She would get them out... Sh-
Danger
Bad
Evil
Violet eyes stared back at her, the once sleeping figure sat up with a smirk.
Help
Help
HELP
The chains returned; wrapping around the girl as she let out a pained gasp.
Memory
Gone
Where
The pained caused the girl to pass out; the boy in front of her watching with emotionless eyes.
âThis is all just a bad dreamâŚâ The boy mumbled; a tear falling down his chin as his body fell to the ground.
Tifina sighed to herself lightly, placing her broom to the side as she glanced at the statue of her Goddess.
"It has been a long time since it's been this quiet... It's kind of strange" The mother frowned lightly at the statue. "All three of them haven't returned home in three days. Lachlaan always leaves without us knowing but..." Her eyes closed as another sigh escaped her lips. "Maybe I should of went with him after all."
"Mama..."
The sudden voice made the woman's eyes open; turning around quickly with her normal smile. "Lachlaan there you are, have you seen your si-?" Her eyes narrowed as she grabbed a piece of paper from behind her. "What have you done to my daughter?"
The black haired girl smirked. "No one so far has not questioned if I am that blonde, I guess a mother always knows." Violet eyes stared at the woman as she pointed the sword forward. "Anyway, show me where Wynfreda is and I might allow you to see another day."
"I will never" Tifina declared, chanting a spell under her breath as the piece of paper glowed. "You will leave this place and go back to where you laid!" She watched as the stranger glowed a deep red.
But nothing happened.
"H-Huh?" Turquoise eyes widened. How did that not work? She tried again, and again. Panic begun to set in as the other girl walked to get closer.
"Are you done yet?" When the woman tried backing away in fear 'Lachlaan' sighed. "You are useless to me... The useless deserve to die." The black haired girl smirked, letting a small laugh escape her lips as she raised her sword.
Tifina had no where to escape to; it was her own fault for not trying to run earier. Her eyes closed as she whispered a prayer, listening to the sword swing in the air and the smell of blood.
"Tch, like father like daughter." Tifina's eyes opened at the remark from the stranger; Seeing black hair she was more familiar with in her view.
"Back..." Feder's voice mumbled out as the small black haired girl was sent flying to the other side of the church. The blue eyed man turned towards his wife in worry, before screaming out in pain and falling to his knees
"F-Feder!" Tifina screamed, now noticing the mans right arm was cut off and laying in a bloody pile beside him. Tears filled her eyes as the light blonde woman reached for another paper; placing it against the now missing limb. She let out a chant through her tears as her husband continued to shake. The mans wound should of stopped bleeding;
But nothing happened
 Her tears suddenly stopped when she heard a sword being dragged against the floor.
"Might as well finish the job right?" The girls head turned to the side; a twisted grin covering her face. "I'll make sure you both go to Hell." Tifina watched in fear as the violet eyed girl begun walking towards them. She held her husband close as she tried chanting another spell.
[Today on this is so far in the future welp oh well]
"Kemen! Kemen!" Small feet ran along the forest; the slightly older yelling for the tanned God. "Mom said you were out here come out Kemen! Come o- woah"
Albeâs eyes widened as his twin sister suddenly disappeared. He was trailing right behind her; how could she disappear? "Liese?" The red head stopped his running as he looked around in confusion. "Where did you go... Liese? Kemen? Anyone?" The boys voice slowly begun getting more worried as he looked around the small area; feeling tears wanted to fall as he held a piece of paper closer to him.
That was until he heard a giggle from above from the one he was looking for.
"It's ok Albe don't cry; we're just... Hanging around heh." The red haired boy looked up to see the God and his sister. The sigh of relief from the shy boy quickly turned into a squint as he realized the pun. Kemen was hanging upside down and Liese was sitting on a soft orange swing.
In a blink both of the pranksters were on the ground; the orange swing gone and back to where it rightfully belonged. After making sure the small boy was really alright Kemen spoke up. "You were calling me right? What'd you two need."
As always; it was The girl who spoke up for the both. "We wanted to show you something! During nap time we both had dreams with you in it and decided to draw what are dreams were hehe. Wanna see?"
"Yeah of course I do. You two are the best child artist I know." Kemen grinned at the twins as they both gave their drawings to the God. "Now let's see what you two dr-."
His sentence stopped midway; pale yellow eyes widening at the images in front of them. Both were very familiar. "How did you two..." Kemen mumbled, his usual smile gone.
"Does this mean you don't like them?" The red haired boy asked with a frown. "The girl in blue said you would."
"Yeah the girl in your scarf told me that too! I guess it was just a dream." Both the twins looked at each other saddened before staring back at the tanned God in confusion. "Uncle Kemen, are you crying?"
Kemen jolted slightly, quickly wiping the tears away as he smiled down at the twins. "I'm fine, it's just this is your best drawings yet it... brought me to tears." The tanned God looked back at the drawings, realizing the small details from his past and a story he was once told. Kemen bent down, petting both their heads before holding out the pictures to them. "How about we go let your old m-... dad see, I bet he'd love to see such amazing art. Though I want to hang it up on my wall.
Both twins smiled brightly; nodding at the mans request as they took the papers and started walking towards Xener.
Kemen closed his eyes, mumbling to himself with a smile. "I see... So that's where they went huh." A smile. "Glad you two were able to find happiness."
"Kemen?" His eyes opened as he looked down at the small boy who was tugging at his black pants. He didn't notice before but... Was the younger of the twins blue eye slightly darker than his sisters? "Liese ran ahead without you..."
"She's always so full of energy huh." With a smirk Kemen picked up the small boy. "No one can get too far ahead of me; come on let's catch up!" With a small nod from Albe the tanned God took off, a small smile showing on his face as he looked down at the boys drawing held tightly in small hands.
Bright blue eyes looked around the streets, taking in all the Christmas decorations people had outside.
"Are you having fun?" The oldest questioned, the usual emotionless face showing a small smile as the other nodded.
"Mhmm, the neighborhood is always so pretty around this time of year. All the colors look so nice heh; reminds me of when the sun shines just right in the church windows." Laiken pointed towards the sky as if motioning where she noticed the sun to be. "Oh! Look at pretty that house looks; it even has a Santa climbing into the chimney."
Lachlaan watched as the younger girl continued her looking around, letting her mind wander for a few minutes before the brown haired girls voice got more serious.
"I really missed this... I remember all of us use to drive around and look at the decorations before well, you know." Laiken smiled gently at her sister. "It has been a long time since I got to spend time like this with you, it is a lot of fun... I thought I'd never get to have this kind of fun with you again."
Lachlaan's eyes widened slightly as she noticed small tears form in the younger girls eyes that she was trying to hide. "We are going home..." The blonde mumbled as she grabbed the youngerâs hand, getting a small huh out of her as they quickly finished the walk around the neighborhood.
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"Big sisssss, why did we go home? Did I mishear what time mama and papa said to be home by?" Laiken asked as the older quickly walked to her room. After a minute she let out a small pout about being ignored she begun to take off her coat when the blonde came back out, hands behind her back.
"Outside..." She mumbled, getting a confused look from the brown haired girl as she walked back out into the cold December night.
"Did it get too cold and you had to get an extra shirt or something?"
"Here..."
"... Huh?" Laiken blinked as the older held a present out towards the girl. "But my birthday isn't till tomorrow big sis... You are off by a few hours silly." The light blue eyed girl let out a small laugh as she grabbed the messily wrapped present. Her laugh stopped as she saw what what was placed inside.
"I remember you looking at these in a magazine saying how cute they were... It is not as nice as those but, I thought you would like i-"
The sentence was cut short as the brown haired girl brought Lachlaan into a big hug; almost sending both the the ground. "It's perfect Lachlaan, I love it." Tears began falling down Laiken's cheeks as her sister hugged her back.
The two stayed like that till Laiken felt something cold hit her head. "Oh!" The brown haired girl wiped her eyes. "It's snowing." The girl smiled as large as she could; placing the hand-made beret on her head. With a giggle she grabbed her sisters hand. "We still have time right? We should go look at the rest of the houses we passed."
Lachlaan smiled lightly and nodded; following the younger.
Lachlaan stretched after putting down the last box; an old lady smiling behind her.
âThank you for your help Lachlaan, since my son is sick I didnât want to ask him to help me.â The blonde girl nodded with a yawn. Having no current mercenary jobs made Lachlaan turn to helping the shops in Wout whenever she wasnât training. It certainly helped in people liking her more.
What the old woman said next caught Lachlaan off guard. âBefore you go I thought youâd want to know. A friend of mine from a different land decided to visit. They told me there were some strange people in black cloaks hanging around outside town. They werenât doing anything but they seemed strange. It also seems my son got sick right after my friend told me. It might be nothing but I thought maybe it could be checked out.â
âBlack cloaks huhâŚâ Lachlaan mumbled as she looked at the villagesâ entrance, grabbing the swords she had placed against the old womanâs shop while helping her. âI will go check it out, thank you for telling me. Goodbye Mrs. Lorisâ
âBye dear, be safe.â The old woman waved with a smile as the blonde walked towards the entrance.
-
A few minutes later a small elf looked around confused, dull brown eyes locking on an old woman she had seen before. âAhh, youâre Lachlaanâs little sister correct?â The old woman commented as soon as Yakunita walked up to her.
âWhereâŚâ Yakunita spoke a bit louder than usual; the old woman smiled down at the girl.
âYou mean your sister? She went outside the village to check on something, she should be back soon donât worry dear. Why donât you stay here till she gets ba- oh my please donât go outside!â Yakunita ignored the older womanâs request to stay; as soon as she heard Lachlaan was leaving the village she got a strange feeling.
Even if she couldnât do anything⌠Yakunita needed to stop her older sister.
-
Lachlaanâs grip on her swords tightened as she stared at the three she assumed to just be dreams. Her short break over quickly as a scythe swung towards her.
âYou are a really annoying girl, why wonât you just die?â The clocked figure continued swinging her weapon at Lachlaan; who continued to block the attacks with her swords and dodges.
âLalan!â The blonde girl turned towards the voice; her eyes widening as a small elf came into view.
âHehe, now youâre wide open~â Before Lachlaan could react to the shadows voice; she felt something press into her side. The sound of bones cracking filled the blondeâs ears as she flew into a nearby rock. âAww boo, I only got you with the handleâŚâ
Blue eyes blurred as she tried looking to her left; noticing the one that was recently attacking her had at some point stood right beside her. That is when she noticed the scythe was gone, being replaced by a sword she knew too well.
âHeh, you sure are a strong girl. Stronger than I expected, I think at some point during that you even got a hit or two on me.â The cloaked female smiled from under her hood, it turned into a twisted grin as the figure leaned in close causing Lachlaan to shutter. The blonde tried to get the sword back but, the pain was unbearable. She was only able to stand with a weak wobble. âBut still look at you now, can barely even stand up on your own. That isnât fun at all.â
The woman glanced over at the elf as she got an idea. âHmm, I was told not to kill the elf⌠HARM on the other hand is completely different.â Blue eyes widened as she pushed the cloak figure down; trying her best to run towards her younger sister. The woman laughed as she threw the sword towards the elf that closed her eyes in fear.
The sound of a rip and the smell of blood⌠Though, it wasnât from the brown eyed girl. Carefully, Yakunita opened her eyes. Her breath stopping as she looked up at the figure in front of her.
âLa⌠LalaanâŚâ Yakunitaâs voice came out quietly as she stared at the blonde. Lachlaan smiled weakly at the girl, but her blue eyes hid pain and the shaking didnât help hide the truth.
The elf slowly looked down, her eyes widening in fear as she noticed the sword lodged in the mercenariesâ stomach. Tears fell down the childâs face as she looked back up at Lachlaanâs face, not able to look too long at her sisters own sword now slowly beginning to lose its shine.
Two figures watched nearby, bored expressions half-way hidden by their own black cloaks. âI am sick of watching this; just go end the blonde one already.â The smallest said towards the one standing next to them, who nodded and begun walking over to the girl. Without being asked the cloaked female stepped back, giggling to herself as she waited for her turn again.
The cloaked male grabbed Lachlaan by the head, lifting her off the ground. Slowly, his hand began squeezing the blondes head. The weakened girl thrashed around, strained screaming muffled by the manâs hand.
âNo⌠I can not die like this⌠I must save âŚYaku⌠I can not⌠Please someone⌠Someone⌠Anyone⌠Help⌠Save⌠Ple-â
Lachlaanâs body went limpâŚ
Yakunita stared in terror, the tears non-stop as she watched the man throw her hero, no⌠her sister, to the side like trash. The elf tried backing away as all three figures started walking towards her, but was stopped by them quickly surrounding her.
âHmm, I think sheâs lost all hope now. Canât I kill her? Oh please Iâve waited so long~â The female chirped up like she was simplify asking if she could go play with friends. The smallest stared at the shaking elf before nodding to themselves.
âYeah, I guess its fineâ
âYay! Chop Chop Choooooooop~â The female smiled brightly as she reached inside her cloak, the other two not leaving the gaze of Yakunita.
âI guess this will be good en- huh.â Before the female could pull out her favorite weapon, she suddenly stopped. Both of the other cloaked figured glanced over to her, confusion spread across their face as they watched a sword stabbed through her chest, twist then pull out. As she fell they noticed a new girl standing behind. Indigo eyes stared back as the new girl begun laughing like a psychopath, their smile not like a normal humans. Before the cloaked figures could do anything the new girl grabbed the tallest arm, slicing it off with ease.
âTch⌠We were so close too.â The smallest mumble; biting their lip and snapping their fingers. There was always another chance next time, not worth it if someone like this is around. The three cloaked figures disappeared.
Yakunita stared at the new girl, not knowing if she was friend or foe. She looked a lot like Lachlaan, just different colored hair and eyes. âLachlaanâ looked down at the elf as if just now noticing her. The psychotic face turned to disgust as she noticed Yakunitaâs ears.
âYouâŚâ
âH-HuhâŚâ Yakunitaâs eyes locked with the girl, the small ounce of hope she had left shattered as the stranger pointed Lachlaanâs sword at her.
Blue eyes looked towards one of the hotels in Wout, something about it seemed... Strange to her. Almost like she was forgetting something. She continued her confused stare until she felt a tug on her sleeve; a small elf staring up in confusion.
"Ahh, I am sorry, seems I got distracted..." Lachlaan looked towards the elderly woman who had asked her a question while she zoned out. "I would be happy to help, but first I have to take Yaku home."
The old woman nodded. "That's fine dear take your time, as long as it's done before nightfall I don't mind."
Lachlaan took the small elf by the hand with a nod as they both begun walking home, the blonde taking notice to the two siblings walking the opposite direction.
" Uhm. . . Hello?" Sky looked around the shrine in which her ghostly brother had pointed her in the direction too. It was late sure but did gods really sleep? Probably not much, so a late visit wasn't too bad right? Hopefully.
Pavitra had been staring at a black books cover in the corner of the shrine; almost as if in a trance. The sudden voice catching him off guard.
âAhh!â The Gods head jerked up suddenly before realizing who it was. With a small smile Pavitra pulled the book into his coat and walked over to the small girl. âHello there⌠Sky was it? Did you need something?â
The only people who ever visted his shrine at night was Kemen and the Naheâs; it certainly was strange but she must of needed something.
â ⌠Ah yes! Sky! T⌠That is my name, that it is!â Sky nodded furiously. Her stomach was doing flips. Why was she nervous?  Maybe it was the appending doom of asking very ludicrous sounding questions to a god.
â ⌠Well err⌠â Sky bit the inside of her cheek, her azure eyes looking away for a moment before sighing. Her nervous demeanor dropping a little as she seemed to fidget with her doll, producing a thick book from inside of it. She flipped to a page, looking up at the god briefly before back to the text on the paper.
â ⌠Pavitra, God of Wisdom⌠right? Obviously youâre not Kemen⌠and you donât look like youâd be a ââ She paused, looking back at her book. â ââWynfredaâ, either. â  She closed the book, holding it close to her person as she continued.
â A friend⌠once told me about you. And if youâre really a god of wisdom like she said⌠then maybe you can help me.â Sky mumbled then paused once more. â However ⌠ Can I trust you will not tell anyone about this? Especially ⌠Lachlaan and Kemen?â Her azure eyes looked directly at Pavitra with serious gaze.
âCorrect, my name is Pavitra.â The God nodded lightly; taking note how nervous she was.
âAs a God of wisdom it is usually my job to tell people things but.â The red haired God paused for a moment; looking down at what he assumed a book she held close. âI promise to keep whatever it is a secret.â
So; was he correct about who âLalaâ and âKiki" were? It seemed so since she brought up their names.
Sky hesitated for a moment. Could she really trust him? Why not⌠she had nothing else to lose.
â Right wellâŚItâs a long story in which⌠you probably wont believe me. But Iâm taking the chance youâll at least⌠humor me. â She took a deep breath and held it to calm herself before returning to her book. Opening it and looking through the pages slowly she tried to get her thoughts and questions together.
â Plain and simple⌠I travel through time.  Alot.â Sky stopped at a certain page in her book, its dark aura showing words to her as she continued. â ⌠Itâs an ability I have⌠to reset time when I choose⌠to try and stop things from happening. And Iâve been trying⌠for years⌠Pavitra. â Her gaze at the book did not leave, azure orbs looking at her own chicken scratch on the paper.
â Itâs kind of funny⌠so many timelines⌠and this is my first time actually⌠meeting you.â She shook her head. â My point⌠and why Iâm here is⌠something happens to my friends. And Iâve been trying to stop it.â She glared at the pages of her book, a bitter tone filling her voice. â But it seems ⌠I canât save them no matter how much I tryâŚâ
The small woman finally looked away from the grimoire, closing it once more to hug it to her person, as if protecting the forbidden tome from the world. She frowned, finally looking up at the taller man.
â ⌠Pavitra? ⌠Is there something wrong with my friends? ⌠More-so⌠with Lala. Is it something⌠I canât stop? Is all of this for nothing? ⌠Am I ⌠fighting a losing battle with fate?  â  Her voice quieted to nothing but a whisper as she ended her question.
Pavitra stayed silent as the girl spoke. Time travel? Timelines? The God had read about them but it was never proven to be true.
But she seemed to be telling the truth.
âI believe there is always a way to change fate; as long as you do it correctly.â Pavitraâs hand fumbled with the book he held under his cloak in silence. Should he bring it up?
With a small sigh; the red haired God continued. âThere are⌠Letâs say strange things having to do with Lachlaanâs past; though I donât know if they relate to your troubles.â
Sky bit her lip. What did he mean by âcorrectlyâ? Had she been doing everything wrong? But⌠she had been trying to fix things the only way she knew howârewinding time and trying again.
â ⌠Strange? ⌠AhâŚ! O-OF COURSE THEY RELATE TO MY TROUBLES!â Sky exclaimed, making no effort to tone down her voice. Did they? Her troubles seemed related to everything in some way or anotherâŚ
â ⌠What if thereâs something in the past that could solve the coming disaster. I-I could prevent it this time! I-Instead of ⌠dying⌠. over and overâŚand over. A-And if itâs not then I could just ⌠reset again. And try looking elsewhere!  All ⌠all I would have to do is just rewind time! ⌠Even⌠Even if Shu doesnât want me too! Whatâs one more death to add one to the hundreds already! Hahahââ
Skyâs pointed ears seemed to lower slightly as she frowned, suddenly hearing herself talk so morbidly for the first time and halting when she did. Â She was silent again, the main reason she had come seeking advice now in her head.
â âActually⌠my troubles⌠while they do relate to Lala⌠are different I guess.â She looked to her boot clad feet while sighing softly. â ⌠Do you think⌠Lachlaan and Kemen would approve of a friend⌠sacrificing herself over and over⌠just to try and save them? ⌠Would they scold that friend? Heh⌠I canât even ask them⌠because in this time⌠I am just a stranger to them.â Her gaze rose to stare at Pavitra in silence. â ⌠I want answers ⌠to questions I canât ask. And I want answers⌠to mysteries that I am not fated to solve.â
Skyâs hand rested on the cover of the dark tome, a bitter smile on her face. â ⌠You say fate can change if you do it correctly. Well? ⌠. Is my constant death and resets⌠incorrect? Are my constant various warnings to them in different timelines the wrong approach? ⌠Hell, is my very existence an error?!⌠If this is all the wrong way⌠then tell me the correct way! Tell me! â
It was clear the small woman was at her wits end. She was lost with no answers to her many questions.
â ⌠I just⌠want them⌠to be happy⌠â
Pavitra listened to her troubles; letting her get it all out before he thought up an answer. âWhile it may seem like the best choice; sacrificing yourself will lead to both sides having heartbreak.â The God subconsciously placed his and over one of his eyes. âEven if they donât rememberâŚâ
When he realized what he was doing, Pavitra put his hand down with a smile. âHave you ever thought what they want, or have this whole time you did it on your own accord?â
The God sighed lightly. âWhile I canât answers all your questions I can say this. Think of all the friends you made in any timeline. If you told them you were going to sacrifice yourself for them; what would they say? What would they do? I can almost guarantee these answers will tell you the best way to make them happy.â
Blue eyes shifted towards a group of four figures wearing black cloaks which stood outside Wout.
Lachlaan raised her swords as the taller figures smirked; pushing the smallest towards her. The Nahe knew these four needed to be destroyed. They already murdered so many innocent people in the villages; laughing along the way. But there was a question the blonde had in the back of her mind.
Wasnât there only three?
Thatâs what she was told at least. Three cloaked strangers were going on a killing spree in her homeland⌠So where did the fourth come from
âLalâŚâ
A soft voice; almost a whisper that didnât finish what it was saying. It sounded so familiar to Lachlaan, caught her off guard. Slowly blue eyes glanced down at the smallest cloaked figure, hoping she had somehow heard wrong as her swords lowered.
Something stabbed into her chest as the cloaked figure looked up to show more of their face. The most corrupt smile was what greeted Lachlaan as the mysterious object twisted. The mercenary didnât even have the energy to see what it was trying to kill herâŚ
Not with the eyes of the child she saved staring back with such want to kill.
 Lachlaan sat up from bed in shock as she took in her surroundings. The blonde sighed to herself as reality took over.
âJust another dreamâŚâ A soft knock caused Lachlaan to look towards her bedroom door. âWho is it?â Slowly the door opened to show a small elven girl who stares at the mercenary with fear on her usually emotionless face.
âYaku what is wrong? Did you have a nightmare?â When the elven girl didnât answer Lachlaan scooted over on her bed; patting the now open spot as Yakunita walked over with a sniffle. After a few seconds Yakunita had curled herself against the sitting girlsâ hip.
âThank you for being so niceâŚâ
It was so quiet, anyone not use to it might have to strain just to hear the first word. Lachlaan smiled softly at the girl as she began running her fingers through ginger hair in a calming matter. âYou do not have to thank me; it is what a sister is supposed to do.â
Yakunitaâs eyes slowly closed before giving in to slumber as the blonde looked out her window while continuing her motions to calm the elf that killed her in her dream.
" Uhm. . . Hello?" Sky looked around the shrine in which her ghostly brother had pointed her in the direction too. It was late sure but did gods really sleep? Probably not much, so a late visit wasn't too bad right? Hopefully.
Pavitra had been staring at a black books cover in the corner of the shrine; almost as if in a trance. The sudden voice catching him off guard.
âAhh!â The Gods head jerked up suddenly before realizing who it was. With a small smile Pavitra pulled the book into his coat and walked over to the small girl. âHello there⌠Sky was it? Did you need something?â
The only people who ever visted his shrine at night was Kemen and the Naheâs; it certainly was strange but she must of needed something.
â ⌠Ah yes! Sky! T⌠That is my name, that it is!â Sky nodded furiously. Her stomach was doing flips. Why was she nervous?  Maybe it was the appending doom of asking very ludicrous sounding questions to a god.
â ⌠Well err⌠â Sky bit the inside of her cheek, her azure eyes looking away for a moment before sighing. Her nervous demeanor dropping a little as she seemed to fidget with her doll, producing a thick book from inside of it. She flipped to a page, looking up at the god briefly before back to the text on the paper.
â ⌠Pavitra, God of Wisdom⌠right? Obviously youâre not Kemen⌠and you donât look like youâd be a ââ She paused, looking back at her book. â ââWynfredaâ, either. â  She closed the book, holding it close to her person as she continued.
â A friend⌠once told me about you. And if youâre really a god of wisdom like she said⌠then maybe you can help me.â Sky mumbled then paused once more. â However ⌠ Can I trust you will not tell anyone about this? Especially ⌠Lachlaan and Kemen?â Her azure eyes looked directly at Pavitra with serious gaze.
âCorrect, my name is Pavitra.â The God nodded lightly; taking note how nervous she was.
âAs a God of wisdom it is usually my job to tell people things but.â The red haired God paused for a moment; looking down at what he assumed a book she held close. âI promise to keep whatever it is a secret.â
So; was he correct about who âLalaâ and âKiki" were? It seemed so since she brought up their names.
Sky hesitated for a moment. Could she really trust him? Why not⌠she had nothing else to lose.
â Right wellâŚItâs a long story in which⌠you probably wont believe me. But Iâm taking the chance youâll at least⌠humor me. â She took a deep breath and held it to calm herself before returning to her book. Opening it and looking through the pages slowly she tried to get her thoughts and questions together.
â Plain and simple⌠I travel through time.  Alot.â Sky stopped at a certain page in her book, its dark aura showing words to her as she continued. â ⌠Itâs an ability I have⌠to reset time when I choose⌠to try and stop things from happening. And Iâve been trying⌠for years⌠Pavitra. â Her gaze at the book did not leave, azure orbs looking at her own chicken scratch on the paper.
â Itâs kind of funny⌠so many timelines⌠and this is my first time actually⌠meeting you.â She shook her head. â My point⌠and why Iâm here is⌠something happens to my friends. And Iâve been trying to stop it.â She glared at the pages of her book, a bitter tone filling her voice. â But it seems ⌠I canât save them no matter how much I tryâŚâ
The small woman finally looked away from the grimoire, closing it once more to hug it to her person, as if protecting the forbidden tome from the world. She frowned, finally looking up at the taller man.
â ⌠Pavitra? ⌠Is there something wrong with my friends? ⌠More-so⌠with Lala. Is it something⌠I canât stop? Is all of this for nothing? ⌠Am I ⌠fighting a losing battle with fate?  â  Her voice quieted to nothing but a whisper as she ended her question.
Pavitra stayed silent as the girl spoke. Time travel? Timelines? The God had read about them but it was never proven to be true.
But she seemed to be telling the truth.
"I believe there is always a way to change fate; as long as you do it correctly." Pavitra's hand fumbled with the book he held under his cloak in silence. Should he bring it up?
With a small sigh; the red haired God continued. "There are... Let's say strange things having to do with Lachlaan's past; though I don't know if they relate to your troubles."
" Uhm. . . Hello?" Sky looked around the shrine in which her ghostly brother had pointed her in the direction too. It was late sure but did gods really sleep? Probably not much, so a late visit wasn't too bad right? Hopefully.
Pavitra had been staring at a black books cover in the corner of the shrine; almost as if in a trance. The sudden voice catching him off guard.
âAhh!â The Gods head jerked up suddenly before realizing who it was. With a small smile Pavitra pulled the book into his coat and walked over to the small girl. âHello there⌠Sky was it? Did you need something?â
The only people who ever visted his shrine at night was Kemen and the Naheâs; it certainly was strange but she must of needed something.
â ⌠Ah yes! Sky! T⌠That is my name, that it is!â Sky nodded furiously. Her stomach was doing flips. Why was she nervous?  Maybe it was the appending doom of asking very ludicrous sounding questions to a god.
â ⌠Well err⌠â Sky bit the inside of her cheek, her azure eyes looking away for a moment before sighing. Her nervous demeanor dropping a little as she seemed to fidget with her doll, producing a thick book from inside of it. She flipped to a page, looking up at the god briefly before back to the text on the paper.
â ⌠Pavitra, God of Wisdom⌠right? Obviously youâre not Kemen⌠and you donât look like youâd be a ââ She paused, looking back at her book. â ââWynfredaâ, either. â  She closed the book, holding it close to her person as she continued.
â A friend⌠once told me about you. And if youâre really a god of wisdom like she said⌠then maybe you can help me.â Sky mumbled then paused once more. â However ⌠ Can I trust you will not tell anyone about this? Especially ⌠Lachlaan and Kemen?â Her azure eyes looked directly at Pavitra with serious gaze.
"Correct, my name is Pavitra." The God nodded lightly; taking note how nervous she was.
"As a God of wisdom it is usually my job to tell people things but." The red haired God paused for a moment; looking down at what he assumed a book she held close. "I promise to keep whatever it is a secret."
So; was he correct about who 'Lala' and 'Kiki" were? It seemed so since she brought up their names.
" Uhm. . . Hello?" Sky looked around the shrine in which her ghostly brother had pointed her in the direction too. It was late sure but did gods really sleep? Probably not much, so a late visit wasn't too bad right? Hopefully.
Pavitra had been staring at a black books cover in the corner of the shrine; almost as if in a trance. The sudden voice catching him off guard.
âAhh!â The Gods head jerked up suddenly before realizing who it was. With a small smile Pavitra pulled the book into his coat and walked over to the small girl. âHello there⌠Sky was it? Did you need something?â
The only people who ever visted his shrine at night was Kemen and the Naheâs; it certainly was strange but she must of needed something.
First Person Kemen in modern au because why not how do first person idk
We met in... Very strange circumstances. I was only four at the time; Dad had been shot because he wouldn't hand over his wallet. But because of that moment I met my best friend; what cruel fate.
At the time, I didn't understand death. All I knew was mom would cry when I questioned when he was coming home... I stopped asking after the fourth time. There werenât many people at the funeral; a few family members that flew in and dadâs friends. Though there were 3 girls who I didnât know. Mom told me they were the pastorâs family, his wife and two children; she made me sit by them when she went up to give a speech. The oldest who seemed around my age smiled at me, however when I went to speak she put her finger to her mouth.
âWe have to be quiet here or we get in trouble.â She whispered before looking back at my mom. Neither of us understood what was being said but, we played while the adults stood around a black box being lowered into the ground.
The second time we met was in Kindergarten. We sat on opposite sides of the classroom but, the long blonde hair and blue eyes stuck out from last yearâs memory. While I was scared of the new surroundings, she smiled proudly as the confused teacher asked how to say her name.
I sat next to her during lunch and even got on the swing next to hers at the playground. Even though we never talked, it calmed me down just to see her smile at me every time. Though after half the year; she jumped off the swing and pointed at me.
âI got it!â She yelled, which caught me off guard. âI know who you look like!â
âWho?â I questioned, it had been almost a year since I heard her talk.
âMy name of course!â She happily replied, making me stare in confusion. âHuh? Do you not know the greatest hero ever? I have his name and you look like him, so of course we must be friends hehe. Itâs um⌠Desterny!â
Destiny⌠It was destiny I met her, and that night I asked my mom if I could one day go over to her house to watch the old tapes of her favorite hero.
We had the same class every year even if we didnât sit next to each other. The only friend I needed was the blonde haired girl, thatâs what the younger me thought anyway. It was a peaceful life; my best friend who always smiled was by me always. Even without a father, I had a happy childhood because of it.
But the real world isnât always happyâŚ
The last day of fifth grade, while the rest of the students were left crying we happily left in her momâs car to have a party by ourselves. They had an old balcony on the second floor which was left unused. She grabbed a water balloon and giggled to herself.
âI heard papa got taken over by the evil villain Ryuunosuke! We must drop water on him to save papa!â Ryuunosuke; that was the name of the main villain in her show. She was thrilled to play hero so we put on our capes and snuck onto the balcony while her mom was taking care of her younger sister.
It was a silly prank, the first one she came up with herself. The balcony was creaky but that didnât stop us from getting rid of the âevilâ. She was slightly taller than me, though still she couldnât get a good position so she could watch her father and drop the water balloon. Carefully she stepped on the first plank, giggling to herself as she leaned over and begun her wait.
But then we heard a crack, and before anyone could react the piece she was on broke off, she was without realizing standing on the weakest part of the railing. My best friend fell onto the concrete below before she could even let out a scream. The first thing my fifth grade brain thought when I saw blood begin to spill from her head was not to get help⌠No.
I stood there staring for a few seconds, wondering if it was her that was taken over by the villain.
The doctors were surprised that she lived, but she stayed unconscious throughout summer break and didnât even wake up the first day of sixth grade. Even though I visited her sleeping figure also every day, I was still alone.
School had become boring, I had no interest in what the teachers said though I wrote the notes and did every assignment. I was going to give them to her when she woke up. The straight Aâs I had from doing this didnât matter to me though.
About two months into school we had a new student, her name was Ane and apparently she was from my home country. She didnât know much English so⌠I was forced to be her translator.
She was a nice girl, loved making jokes and tried her best to make me laugh. Though she wasnât the best at getting good grades. I selfishly used her as a substitute for my true friend, though I would be lying if I said I didnât have some sort of fun with her.
Lachlaan didnât wake up until eighth grade; her younger sister had happily told me as soon as I walked into the hospital about the girl who everyone tried giving up on. I hadnât run that quickly to her room in a long time.
She was different from my memories. Her eyes were dull and her long blonde hair cut short. Her whole body itself seemed emotionless.
âLachlaan?â I remember calling out, it was more of a question if it really was her rather than to get her attention. After a few seconds she slowly glanced over to me. She looked slightly confused as she stared, almost if she was trying to figure out who I was.
â. . . Kemen.â Her voice was monotone, it felt wrong coming from her. Though I ran up and hugged her frail body anyway, my best friend was finally back.
Though things didnât suddenly get better. Lachlaan was stuck in the hospital and Ane had suddenly begun acting strange. Her smiles seemed fake and distant; though I still remember the words she said to me last day of eighth grade in our language.
âYou should smile more Kemen, I think your friend would like that⌠Here.â She gave me the orange scarf she always wore with a smile before she disappeared from my life forever.
Lachlaan was finally allowed out of the hospital during that summer; however when I asked if she was going to the same high school her dad spoke up.
âSheâs going to do homeschool; Lachlaan is too behind to catch up at the normal level.â
It was no surprise but, I had hoped to see her during school like I use to. We saw each other less because of her schooling, only able to hang out during weekends which she still insisted to sit in her room and study instead of going outside.
So I brought the fun to her.
The old, depressed me was hidden behind jokes and pranks. She frowned at them but, blue eyes filled with life every time. Things werenât back to how they use to and it hurt but⌠As long as I was with her that was enough.
âI am leaving town for collegeâŚâ It was such a sudden thing she said, I even had to ask her to say it again. âI got accepted into a college a state over, mom has a friend who lives there that is going to take care of me. I am starting next yearâ The words hurt, I almost begged for her not to leave me again but; instead I smiled happily.
When I got home however, I applied to the same school. We were destined to be friends forever and I planned to keep it that way. It was pretty selfish of me thinking back.
Though I guess because of said selfishness, we were able to make two other friends. Meeting makes me wonder when my fake smiles became genuine again.
Also; when she began looking so cute staring off into space?
Two Gods stood in a shrine filled with books; the oldest âglaringâ down at the other.
âWhy didnât you answer Wynfreda or me, you know we all must stay connected.â
The tanned god smirked as he replied. âI was busy with my own business old man; I donât have to listen to you or Wyn.â
Pavitraâs hand tightened into a fist. âThis is no time for playing around Kemen⌠Wynfreda sensed three figures standing on the church staring away from Quedia; they disappeared without a trace right after.â
âSo what? If they werenât looking at the village then they might of just been mages who got lost.â As soon as Kemen finished; he was suddenly lifted in the air by a strong gust of wind. His orange scarf was blown towards the taller God.
âStop with your games Kemen.â He took a deep breath as the wind seemed to not affect him or the books scattered around. âDonât tell me youâve been gone long enough to have forgotten what is behind the church.â
Kemenâs smirk faded as Pavitra continued. âItâs happened more than once; even the priest has caught on. Apparently his youngest keeps having nightmares about three hooded figures... You know how that family is with nightmares.â
Kemen tsked under his breath before gritting his teeth as the wind finally released him.
âBoth Wynfreda and I have decided your job will be purely watching out for anyone suspicious. No more playing pretend human.â The tanned God looked towards the ground at Pavitraâs statement. âBecause of this, you will not be allowed to talk to any mortal, including the Nahe, unless it is necessary⌠Iâm sorry but itâd be best for everyone; especially if you have to confront the strangers.â
Pavitra tossed the scarf back at Kemen who spoke in a quiet tone. âI understandâŚâ Pale yellow eyes were darkened as their owners mind wandered.
The red haired god smiled slightly as if nothing was happened. âGood and donât worry, we will watch over her in your stead.â
Kemen wrapped the scarf around his neck as he turned to leave, stopping right before the shrines exit. âYou are the one who should stop playing games.â
Pavitraâs smile didnât falter until the younger God was out of sight. With a weak chuckle he bent down to pick up a small book; the page flipped to a picture of a long forgotten kingdom.
[Also titled this is the cutest thing ever so I had to throw something together]
Blue eyes looked around the quiet forest with no weapons. Without her swords, anything wanting to attack she would either have to fight back with physical strength or run. Both not sounding that good.
âWhere is heâŚâ Lachlaan mumbled to herself; trying to listen to any sudden movement. After a few minutes of walking the girl suddenly stopped, her head turning towards deeper into the forest. The blonde took one step towards it before her eyes widened.
A deep growl, what were the beast doing up so early? For whatever reason it wasnât save here, not with no form of protection at least. Lachlaan slowly began backing up trying to get as much distance between her and the noise but.
âAhh!â Lachlaan tripped backwards; unable to catch herself she closed her eyes and waited for her head to hit the ground but⌠It never happened. No something had wrapped around her. Lachlaan slowly opened her eyes to be greeted with pale yellow ones.
Her expression changed from scared to angry and embarrassed right away as soon as the other opened his mouth.
âAhahahahaha oh man, I see youâre falling for me huhâ Kemen couldnât keep in his laughter.
âWhat is with the cheesy line?â The girl looked away, she could tell from his reaction this whole thing was staged by the tanned God.
âSorry just aha⌠It seemed like the right thing to say.â When his laughter begun dying down he grinned happily. âWell anyway, you found me yay good job!â
Lachlaan sighed. âYou should not have to prank me into knowing where you are it feels like cheating⌠Why are we even playing a child game anyway I could be training.â
âBut technically I DID help you train. You now know to watch behind you if a monster is there and youâre weaponless hehe.â
âYeah yeah can you let me go now?â The blonde tried getting up, only to be pulled back down.
Kemenâs smirked. âNot until you smile.â
âHuhâ
âCome on smile~ Donât make me tickle it out of you.â
Lachlaan went to glare at the God but, they ended up bumping heads.
âOwwwwwwwww, you did that on purpose didnât you.â Kemen pouted in such a ridiculous way it caused Lachlaan let out a small smirk. âEh? Hey look you smiled, even though it was small it was still a smile! I guess you win then.â
Lachlaan sighed as she got off the Gods lap âYeah yeah just come on, this child play is getting ridiculous I wish to go take a nap.â She extended her hand to the other.
Pale yellow eyes looked up at the girls hand; grabbing it with a smile. âBut did you have fun?â
Lachlaan stared at the boy who happily awaited an answer as he stood up, but soon pouted when she just turned around instead.
âYeah⌠It was fun.â It came out as a soft mumble but, Kemen could hear it just fine.
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