Rachel - well, she’s been in and out for sure. However I know for sure I can never forget her Noire. You were always someone I wanted to keep interacting with and then stuff happened in life. I hope you are doing better!
Ilya - ILYA ILU! As a friend of course~! It was great seeing you again this year at the con! And you are just an amazing person!
outoflove - *SLAMS HEAD ON DESK* I SERIOUSLY CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING FOR THIS!! I'm so sorry!!!
and I wrote some by hand in class... horrible....horrible..idea...
Little Noire sniffed as she curled into a ball, trying her best to hide from her mother and anything else that scared her. “M-Mother is so… m-mean… always cursing me…” She wiped her tears then nearly screamed when Severa came into view.
“Gawds, there you are. Everyone was looking for you.” She took her seat next to the young girl and poked her. “Come on. Wanna go back…?”
“N-No…! Mother’s gonna… h-hex me again…!” She latched onto Severa who just sighed and rubbed her back.
“Come on. I’m sure that she had her own reasons for doing something like that. You know…? Probably uhm… make you stronger…?”
“Exactly.”
Both girls jumped when they suddenly heard Tharja’s voice who chuckled and knelt down to their eye level. “Come on Noire, it’s time to go home. It’s getting late and in the dark… fufufufu.”
Noire only shook in fear and held onto Severa. “Tharja! Cut it out! Can’t you see that you’re scaring her? Now I gotta spend another night with her!” She held onto her friend and rubbed her back, trying to calm her down. “Why do you keep hexing her? Don’t you have anyone else to hex?”
“…In time you will understand… but for now we really do need t--…Severa, take Noire home. Now.” Tharja pulled out her Nosferatu tome and made sure that it was safe for the children to run home by themselves. “Hurry!”
Severa blinked but a familiar smell made her nod in agreement and grabbed Noire’s hand, running in the direction of their home.
“Noire, my child… I’m so sorry that I put you through all that hell… but I think I finally was able to help you in a way… in case you were unable to overcome everything yourself..” Tharja watched her daughter leave as she was attacked from behind by a Risen, doing her best to dispose of it and it’s comrades before it was too late.
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“S-Severa..! W-We have to go back..! Mother is..!” Noire struggled to break away from her friend who only stopped and huffed, looking around and grabbed a sharp looking tree branch.
“You want to go back to your mother? Fine. Just… stay behind me.”
Noire nodded and hid behind Severa, going back to where the dark mage was and gasped at the sight. “M-Mother…?!” She ran towards her and knelt down, shaking her to see if she would awaken. “M-Mother…! Wake up…!”
“Ngh.. N-Noire…? I… I’m so.. sorry…” She mumbled as she reached into her chest pocket to hand her daughter a talisman. “T-Take care… this…is my last…”
“M-Mother…?!” Noire cried as she held onto the talisman then punched the ground. “HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME!!! I ORDER YOU TO COME BACK TO ME!! NOW…! OPEN YOUR EYES….! MOTHER!!”
Well this is kinda late but at least I made it in time right~? Happy birthday Rache |D Sorry this took too long and it kinda sucked~
Noire coughed violently as she held her sides, wishing that she hadn’t tried to make her own medicine again. She didn’t want to admit that she wasn’t as good as mixing potions as her mother, but she still wanted to try something.
“Ugh… I really don’t feel so good…” she huffed as she fell to her knees, throwing up.
“What the… Noire…?!” the archer looked up to see Severa rushing to her side and kneeling down, rubbing her back. “Oh gawds… what did you do this time…?!”
“I… ulp… mixed some herbs together.” she threw up again as the mercenary sighed.
The red head didn’t bother listening to why she did it again and lifted Noire’s arm and slung it over her shoulder, helping her back to her tent. “If I told you one…. I told you a million times don’t do that…! You have a weak enough stomach as it is already..!” she sighed and rubbed her poor stomach as she laid her down.
“B-But Sevvy…”
“No buts! Rest while I find some real medicine..!” she caressed her cheek. “I mean it Noire… rest and I’ll get you some water.”
Noire merely blushed and nodded. “O-Ok…” she replied meekly and watched her friend leave the tent, muttering something.
The archer rolled to her side and held onto her stomach. It felt like it was being tied into knots from the inside out and she didn’t like it. In fact, she threw up again and coughed blood. Once she saw blood, she held her mouth so that she wouldn’t scream and tried to cover it up but it was too late.
Severa came back into the tent and saw the blood on the floor. “Oh gods Noire…?!” she dropped the medicine and rushed to her side, rubbing her back. “I-It’s that bad…? I-I gotta go find Brady…!” just as she was about to leave, the archer grabbed her wrist.
“No!” Noire coughed into her hand and breathed deeply. “Y-You don’t need too..”
“Noire! You’re coughing blood! I’m gonna get Brady whether you like it or not!” she snapped but the archer kept her grip.
Again she coughed and huffed, looking at her friend weakly. “No… I’m fine.. I promise.. just.. don’t leave me.. please…” she was about to cry and laid back on the bed. “Please…”
“Ugh…” she gritted her teeth, she wanted to go get Brady to see if he could help make Noire feel better but she didn’t want her to leave her alone since she was scared that she would just plop over and die! …knowing her she might too… “A-Alright… “
“Thank you.. Sevs…” Noire forced herself up and leaned against her friend’s body. “I….I love you… I always had…”
Severa looked at her, was she…? “N-Noire…? C-Come on don’t say stuff like that…! You’re gonna be fine…!” she pushed her back and looked at her. Her heart nearly broke as she saw that the other was paler than usual and blood dripped from her mouth.
Without wasting a second, she carried her in her arms and ran towards Brady, barking at him to save her life. She held onto Noire hand, holding onto it tightly and wishing that she would be fine. Tharja and Henry soon came into the tent when they heard that Noire was dying.
“Severa is she…?”
She shook her head and continued to hold the archer’s hand, waiting for her to grip back.
Tharja was about to take a step forward but Henry placed a hand on her shoulder, walking towards Noire and placed a gentle hand on her forehead, feeling her temperature dropping.
“Not good… we’re running out of time.” he looked at Tharja. “She mixed herbs again and I think this time it’s fatal.”
“Noire…” she gripped her tome tightly then looked at Severa. “You. Are you willing to risk your life for her?”
“Wha—“
“I said are you willing to risk your life for her. Answer now and she’ll live.”
Henry looked at Severa then back at his wife. She wasn’t really going to… risk Severa’s life just to save their daughter.. .was she…?
“I..” she looked at Noire. “Do whatever.. just let her live..!”
Tharja nodded then flipped her book open, using her dark magic to take Severa’s life force and mix it with Noire’s.
The mercenary groaned in pain but bit her lip. This was nothing compared to what Noire was feeling right now. She looked at the white haired archer and leaned forward. “Noire.. Please… if you can hear me.. open your eyes…” she placed a kiss on her lips and felt weak.
“Ngh… I…” the dark mage winced as she felt her energy drop. Henry immediately helped her stand and helped emphasize the magic.
After a minute which seemed like an hour to both Severa and Tharja, Noire slowly opened her eyes and looked at Severa. “Se…Severa…?”
“Noire… I’m… glad…” she fell, beathing heavily.
“S-Sevvy..!” she sat up fast and held onto her, looking up and saw her parents there. “M-Mother…?! W-What did you do…?!”
“I gave half of Severa’s life force to you…she didn’t want you to die, and it was the only way to reverse the effects of the herbs you drank earlier…”
Noire looked shocked at her mother. Why did she even think about that…? Ever since she knew her, she ever went that far so why…?
Tharja huffed as she closed her tome, turning away. “Henry.. take care of them… I need to sleep…”
“Nyehehe of course dear. Rest well.” he smiled then helped Severa onto the bed next to his daughter. “You see Noire, when mommy loved her daughter very much, she’ll do anything to keep her alive when she’s dying nyaha!”
“B-But Severa…” she caressed her face gently. “Why her…?”
“Hmm you know..” he smiled as he patted his daughter’s head. “When two people love each other very much, they’ll be blind to what’s around them until they see that they’re safe. Understand~?”
Noire’s eyes widened, did that…mean…?
“Well, you two better get a good night’s rest~ You should be better by the morning~”
“T-Thank you father.” she smiled as she watched him leave and snuggled against the mercenary, holding onto her. “Thank you Severa… I’m glad to know… that you feel the same…” she closed her eyes and sighed in her sleep, smiling as she felt Severa wrap her arms around her as well.
