[Naruto Fanfic] 'neesan part 6
Bet you thought I'd never continue on this... did you? After that long a hiatus... ^_^;
I've been posting it at TFF and the Fanfiction Federation first. But eh... I have no problems with releasing unedited works on my LJ.
I probably should get a FF.net account or something... but can't be bothered to do so... ^_^
I'm not making a killing from the Sasuke or the Sasuke : Sharingen manga, anime or even games. So characters like Naruto don't belong to me. They belong to Kishimoto.
There is a cross-over element, but I'm sure that Naoko Takeuchi of Bishojo Senshi Sera Mun fame will forgive me. Well... I'm fairly certain.
In any event, on with the show....
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'neesan
Part 6
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"Do not be afraid."
With those words, Saturn stepped into the temple. The barriers and glamour that had shielded the presence of the rituals within the temple, as one, shattered with the chime of a crystal bell. Protective barriers, panels of energy (essence, magic) shattering like windows of glass struck by a hammer before dissipating in the freezing air beneath the dark heavens.
"You have called. Know that it was not in vain."
With each step into the fane of darkness, each click of her boots upon the granite floor echoing in the shadows that surrounded the walls of the temple, she could see the despair and rage writ large upon the faces of those turning to face her; worshipers of a near forgotten religion forbidden by the Pax Selene. Relics of an era before the unification, before the ascension of the House of Serenity, before the Pax Selene.
One by one, the wards carved painstakingly into the granite floor and which should bar her and her sisters, for mayhaps a moment or two, glowed crimson before fading to darkness from her presence. Their energies (essence, life) consumed and silenced.
"For I have come in answer."
"Dog of the moon witch, know this," the priest at the alter glared at the advancing senshi who had discarded her robe at the entrance, the river of shimmering darkness that was her hair in stark counterpoint to the snow white of her immaculate uniform. His dusky skin tone indicated that he was a native of a warmer world than the moons of Saturn. "We do not fear you nor your mistress."
"All the worlds, in your Pax Selene," here he spat to the side, his disdain clear to the senshi's eyes. "The peace bought by submission to the whore you call a queen, once belonged to Those Who Came Before. And one day, when the stars are right, they will return to reclaim what was theirs."
"And yet, here I am. Where they are very much not," she stepped forward once more, her glaive twirling from behind her back to stand by her side upright and resolute. "Your... gods, they are long gone. Banished by the light of the First Serenity. Even if you pray, it is of no use. They will not aid you, they can not aid you. Nor do I intend to ignore you."
"Listen to me well, oh children of earth. Recant your faith before it is too late. You can yet return to the light. All of you can," the rustling of those within the temple as they shifted in their seats, glimmering eyes inset upon pale faces as they gazed upon the one whose presence seemed more solid and real than the temple they were in.
"Words... all you have are words. Too little," emerald light, patterns tracing impossible geometries, shone from his eyes as his clothing rippled like waves of a thick vicious liquid.
"Far too late. For they come... their return is nigh!" A raised eyebrow as she who was Saturn slid her silver glaive into a guard position, delineating the region that she controlled and that which lay beyond; her circle of death.
The brief pause as she brought her energies (essence, life) to bear in her defense, her wall of silence, was enough for her to see the priest's body explode outwards into an undulating tide of flesh. Eyes that glowed with light the hue of verdigris covered brass, gazed unknowingly at her, from where they were formed and unformed in tendrils that consumed the worshipers within the temple.
Were she any lesser being, she might have been driven insane by the manner the flesh folded and unfolded itself beyond the rules of reality.
Were her barrier created by any one weaker than she, the wave of flesh would have consumed her instead of slamming her against the ceiling of the temple and then... beyond as the granite at her back cracked and then crumbles. The walls of the temple carved whole from the mountain proving weaker than the force the wave of flesh could muster, and far less durable than the senshi and her protections.
Flesh sloughing and melting together was her impression as she pushed away from the abomination that reached for her from the solidity of the mountain where the temple once was. Motes of lavender light (essence) trailed behind her as she flew upwards, ignoring gravity to gain some distance between it and her.
As it pushed its way into the cold (freezing) atmosphere of Theia, Saturn could see it pulling itself into a more coherent form. A jagged spike of raw red flesh, chitinous armor with gapping holes, gills that sucked clean air in before exhaling fetid air out, all surrounded by a cloud of dust and rubble that settled not so gently on to the ground.
As it breathed, she could hear (think) a rustling of countless voices out of synchronicity as they whispered, prayed and gibbered. One word over and over again in countless repetition.
"Tekeli-li."
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To be continued...
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I've been posting it at TFF and the Fanfiction Federation first. But eh... I have no problems with releasing unedited works on my LJ.
I probably should get a FF.net account or something... but can't be bothered to do so... ^_^
I'm not making a killing from the Sasuke or the Sasuke : Sharingen manga, anime or even games. So characters like Naruto don't belong to me. They belong to Kishimoto.
There is a cross-over element, but I'm sure that Naoko Takeuchi of Bishojo Senshi Sera Mun fame will forgive me. Well... I'm fairly certain.
In any event, on with the show....
***
'neesan
Part 6
***
"Do not be afraid."
With those words, Saturn stepped into the temple. The barriers and glamour that had shielded the presence of the rituals within the temple, as one, shattered with the chime of a crystal bell. Protective barriers, panels of energy (essence, magic) shattering like windows of glass struck by a hammer before dissipating in the freezing air beneath the dark heavens.
"You have called. Know that it was not in vain."
With each step into the fane of darkness, each click of her boots upon the granite floor echoing in the shadows that surrounded the walls of the temple, she could see the despair and rage writ large upon the faces of those turning to face her; worshipers of a near forgotten religion forbidden by the Pax Selene. Relics of an era before the unification, before the ascension of the House of Serenity, before the Pax Selene.
One by one, the wards carved painstakingly into the granite floor and which should bar her and her sisters, for mayhaps a moment or two, glowed crimson before fading to darkness from her presence. Their energies (essence, life) consumed and silenced.
"For I have come in answer."
"Dog of the moon witch, know this," the priest at the alter glared at the advancing senshi who had discarded her robe at the entrance, the river of shimmering darkness that was her hair in stark counterpoint to the snow white of her immaculate uniform. His dusky skin tone indicated that he was a native of a warmer world than the moons of Saturn. "We do not fear you nor your mistress."
"All the worlds, in your Pax Selene," here he spat to the side, his disdain clear to the senshi's eyes. "The peace bought by submission to the whore you call a queen, once belonged to Those Who Came Before. And one day, when the stars are right, they will return to reclaim what was theirs."
"And yet, here I am. Where they are very much not," she stepped forward once more, her glaive twirling from behind her back to stand by her side upright and resolute. "Your... gods, they are long gone. Banished by the light of the First Serenity. Even if you pray, it is of no use. They will not aid you, they can not aid you. Nor do I intend to ignore you."
"Listen to me well, oh children of earth. Recant your faith before it is too late. You can yet return to the light. All of you can," the rustling of those within the temple as they shifted in their seats, glimmering eyes inset upon pale faces as they gazed upon the one whose presence seemed more solid and real than the temple they were in.
"Words... all you have are words. Too little," emerald light, patterns tracing impossible geometries, shone from his eyes as his clothing rippled like waves of a thick vicious liquid.
"Far too late. For they come... their return is nigh!" A raised eyebrow as she who was Saturn slid her silver glaive into a guard position, delineating the region that she controlled and that which lay beyond; her circle of death.
The brief pause as she brought her energies (essence, life) to bear in her defense, her wall of silence, was enough for her to see the priest's body explode outwards into an undulating tide of flesh. Eyes that glowed with light the hue of verdigris covered brass, gazed unknowingly at her, from where they were formed and unformed in tendrils that consumed the worshipers within the temple.
Were she any lesser being, she might have been driven insane by the manner the flesh folded and unfolded itself beyond the rules of reality.
Were her barrier created by any one weaker than she, the wave of flesh would have consumed her instead of slamming her against the ceiling of the temple and then... beyond as the granite at her back cracked and then crumbles. The walls of the temple carved whole from the mountain proving weaker than the force the wave of flesh could muster, and far less durable than the senshi and her protections.
Flesh sloughing and melting together was her impression as she pushed away from the abomination that reached for her from the solidity of the mountain where the temple once was. Motes of lavender light (essence) trailed behind her as she flew upwards, ignoring gravity to gain some distance between it and her.
As it pushed its way into the cold (freezing) atmosphere of Theia, Saturn could see it pulling itself into a more coherent form. A jagged spike of raw red flesh, chitinous armor with gapping holes, gills that sucked clean air in before exhaling fetid air out, all surrounded by a cloud of dust and rubble that settled not so gently on to the ground.
As it breathed, she could hear (think) a rustling of countless voices out of synchronicity as they whispered, prayed and gibbered. One word over and over again in countless repetition.
"Tekeli-li."
***
To be continued...
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