Weird Crack for your Consumption...
Title: The Red Queen
Theme: Autozam (Don't I wish there was Naked Clef though...)
Rating: PG-13 for mature themes
Warnings: Incredible randomness that sciathan_file will inflict upon the world. Unfortunately.
Characters/Pairings: Hikaru, Lantis, OC, mentions of Clef and Eagle
Summary: Uh...just read and find out. It's really fricking bizarre.
The Red Queen
Sciathan File
Disclaimer: Don’t own Rayearth. Scion is mine, however, she can be pilfered with permission. And, sorry for the Gothic Romantic style….this is what happens when I write in chemistry while talking about nucleotides. Did I mention it’s really very bizarre?
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She lay, spread among the glinting steel, her ivory skin brilliant against her red dressing gown. Everything about her, from the unnatural paleness of her skin to the long, slender bones of her fingers gave the impression that the woman was no more than skeleton being magically animated by some cunning sorcerer.
Her wrists were encircled by tubes pulsating with murky, yet luminescent liquids, looping around her thin wrists and crossing through out her body in artful arrangements, as jewelry was worn by the rulers of other planets.
The throne that she was stretched upon, and from which she only moved due to great necessity, glinted with the hard edges of steel girders decorated by a complicated spiraling network of pistons that chugged and bellowed forth steam, rumbling quietly and flashing in the stark lighting.
The woman’s boney fingers moved in a tap, tap, tap motion, producing a slight fluttering of the red gauze of her gown at each movement.
Bur her eyes could not be seen. No, they were hidden behind a darkened visor that was crowned by a myriad of blinking signal lights. From this she could see her entire world and feed it her last vestiges of mental energy until she slowly gave out.
Joining the majority of their people in their slow misery, she raised one white hand to her mouth and coughed, sounding like a jammed cog in the great machine. Liquid the color of her gown stained onto the pale skin and was quickly wiped away.
This woman was the bleeding, pulsating heart at the center of Autozam.
Scion.
The red queen.
Her visitors looked on with steely eyes. Scion, nodded her head and laboriously sat up, tubes trailing behind her, and leaned her head on a thin, meatless elbow.
“So Lantis, it seems you have returned and brought me a visitor.”
Her smile was gentle, and not unlike Eagle’s. It seemed to stand in sharp contrast to her frightening exterior. She ran her long fingers through her thinning hair and looked intently at the other one.
“I am Scion, little one, the terrible queen of a dying country.” She smiled at her own irony, “What are you called?”
Lantis’ companion bowed politely, but then looked up bravely, compassion brimming in her eyes.
“I am Shidou Hikaru, donner of Rayearth and former Pillar of Cephiro.”
She gave a small sigh of relief. She had spent the entire journey here rehearsing what Clef had told her and was proud that she hadn’t forgotten any of the customs of Autozam thus far.
The red queen smiled again, this time with a note of worry in her face. The worry slipped into a look of utter resignation as she heard and processed the word “Cephiro.”
“So, my son is dead at last.”
There was a note of resignation in her voice.
“And Eagle shall merely be the first of many. We cannot sustain what we have started.”
Hikaru looked surprised. She looked at Lantis for assistance but was interrupted by Scion. The red queen herself had turned sharply to Lantis, suddenly jabbing a finger at him.
“You should not have returned here. Eagle would be disappointed that you have risked this.”
Hikaru did not know how to respond to the woman’s sudden change of heart at first. So she did the only thing she was capable of.
She marched up the throne and took Scion’s hand in her own, looked her square in the face.
“Eagle isn’t dead, Scion-sama. Lantis and I came to tell you that he has woken up.”
There was a very long silence between them in which only the throbbing noise of the inner workings of Autozam could be heard.
“Little Pillar,” she said quietly, “Thank you. I know he can do no good for us, but…thank you.”
“He will come back when he is better and can travel…”she trailed off for a moment, “Clef just thought you should know. Eagle will set you right!”
Scion put one skeletal hand on Hikaru’s cheek, stroking it tenderly.
“There are many kinds of Pillars child,” she gestured expansively to the networks of machinery around her, “Eagle merely wished to trade one for the other. But we must pay for what we have done, even if it is a terrible price. He is better to stay away and not see this.”
To Scion’s surprise, despite the serious tenor of her comment, her visitor smiled. A hard look of determination became evident in Hikaru’s face.
“It was possible to change Cephiro’s system. Lantis, and Eagle, and Clef, and everyone helped to free the Pillar. I promise we will free you, too.”
A living flame lived in this girl’s eyes, a red ember full of vitality and strength.
She had Eagle back now, and she had this girl’s promise.
It was the first time in what seemed to be many eternities that something so red had given Scion hope.
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A/N: I apologize for the incredible degree of weirdness. This sounds like the start of a multi-chaptered fic that I will never write….But anyways, no, Sci has no idea what she was thinking either…(This is why Sci will now speak in third person. With the nick name given to her by Milieva. Sci is amused.)
Plot Mokonas need to be less weird from now on.
Theme: Autozam (Don't I wish there was Naked Clef though...)
Rating: PG-13 for mature themes
Warnings: Incredible randomness that sciathan_file will inflict upon the world. Unfortunately.
Characters/Pairings: Hikaru, Lantis, OC, mentions of Clef and Eagle
Summary: Uh...just read and find out. It's really fricking bizarre.
The Red Queen
Sciathan File
Disclaimer: Don’t own Rayearth. Scion is mine, however, she can be pilfered with permission. And, sorry for the Gothic Romantic style….this is what happens when I write in chemistry while talking about nucleotides. Did I mention it’s really very bizarre?
\~~~<@>~~~/
She lay, spread among the glinting steel, her ivory skin brilliant against her red dressing gown. Everything about her, from the unnatural paleness of her skin to the long, slender bones of her fingers gave the impression that the woman was no more than skeleton being magically animated by some cunning sorcerer.
Her wrists were encircled by tubes pulsating with murky, yet luminescent liquids, looping around her thin wrists and crossing through out her body in artful arrangements, as jewelry was worn by the rulers of other planets.
The throne that she was stretched upon, and from which she only moved due to great necessity, glinted with the hard edges of steel girders decorated by a complicated spiraling network of pistons that chugged and bellowed forth steam, rumbling quietly and flashing in the stark lighting.
The woman’s boney fingers moved in a tap, tap, tap motion, producing a slight fluttering of the red gauze of her gown at each movement.
Bur her eyes could not be seen. No, they were hidden behind a darkened visor that was crowned by a myriad of blinking signal lights. From this she could see her entire world and feed it her last vestiges of mental energy until she slowly gave out.
Joining the majority of their people in their slow misery, she raised one white hand to her mouth and coughed, sounding like a jammed cog in the great machine. Liquid the color of her gown stained onto the pale skin and was quickly wiped away.
This woman was the bleeding, pulsating heart at the center of Autozam.
Scion.
The red queen.
Her visitors looked on with steely eyes. Scion, nodded her head and laboriously sat up, tubes trailing behind her, and leaned her head on a thin, meatless elbow.
“So Lantis, it seems you have returned and brought me a visitor.”
Her smile was gentle, and not unlike Eagle’s. It seemed to stand in sharp contrast to her frightening exterior. She ran her long fingers through her thinning hair and looked intently at the other one.
“I am Scion, little one, the terrible queen of a dying country.” She smiled at her own irony, “What are you called?”
Lantis’ companion bowed politely, but then looked up bravely, compassion brimming in her eyes.
“I am Shidou Hikaru, donner of Rayearth and former Pillar of Cephiro.”
She gave a small sigh of relief. She had spent the entire journey here rehearsing what Clef had told her and was proud that she hadn’t forgotten any of the customs of Autozam thus far.
The red queen smiled again, this time with a note of worry in her face. The worry slipped into a look of utter resignation as she heard and processed the word “Cephiro.”
“So, my son is dead at last.”
There was a note of resignation in her voice.
“And Eagle shall merely be the first of many. We cannot sustain what we have started.”
Hikaru looked surprised. She looked at Lantis for assistance but was interrupted by Scion. The red queen herself had turned sharply to Lantis, suddenly jabbing a finger at him.
“You should not have returned here. Eagle would be disappointed that you have risked this.”
Hikaru did not know how to respond to the woman’s sudden change of heart at first. So she did the only thing she was capable of.
She marched up the throne and took Scion’s hand in her own, looked her square in the face.
“Eagle isn’t dead, Scion-sama. Lantis and I came to tell you that he has woken up.”
There was a very long silence between them in which only the throbbing noise of the inner workings of Autozam could be heard.
“Little Pillar,” she said quietly, “Thank you. I know he can do no good for us, but…thank you.”
“He will come back when he is better and can travel…”she trailed off for a moment, “Clef just thought you should know. Eagle will set you right!”
Scion put one skeletal hand on Hikaru’s cheek, stroking it tenderly.
“There are many kinds of Pillars child,” she gestured expansively to the networks of machinery around her, “Eagle merely wished to trade one for the other. But we must pay for what we have done, even if it is a terrible price. He is better to stay away and not see this.”
To Scion’s surprise, despite the serious tenor of her comment, her visitor smiled. A hard look of determination became evident in Hikaru’s face.
“It was possible to change Cephiro’s system. Lantis, and Eagle, and Clef, and everyone helped to free the Pillar. I promise we will free you, too.”
A living flame lived in this girl’s eyes, a red ember full of vitality and strength.
She had Eagle back now, and she had this girl’s promise.
It was the first time in what seemed to be many eternities that something so red had given Scion hope.
\~~~<@>~~~/
A/N: I apologize for the incredible degree of weirdness. This sounds like the start of a multi-chaptered fic that I will never write….But anyways, no, Sci has no idea what she was thinking either…(This is why Sci will now speak in third person. With the nick name given to her by Milieva. Sci is amused.)
Plot Mokonas need to be less weird from now on.