World 9 - Mythical Crossover

What do we do now? she asked, from their hiding place in the pass in the mountains. Her voice sounded slightly frightened, and her eyes were wide as she looked down at them.

I.... I don't know if there's anything we can do apart from attempting to fight our way through, he answered, reluctantly, though there was an edge of something else also present in his tone. Something much darker.

Dier...... what is it?

I don't want to speak of it, he answered tersely.

Blizzard could sense sort of the size of the creature, due to his distinct dragon senses. He continued to fly away, hoping that the creature would soon forget about him.

Aira looked up into the sky and noticed it was getting dark. She looked around and saw a small wood not far from her where she could have some shelter for the night. She cantered towards it. Aira took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She felt strange tonight, like she was in a dream. Nothing seemed real to her, nothing felt like it could be real it was all so perfect.

Aira suddenly jerked forward. She fell foward through the darkness, and crashed to the ground beneath her. Her eyes snapped open in frustration. She felt nothing but pain all over her body and it felt sore to move. Despite this she whipped round on the ground and shouted, YOU DUMB HORSE!

(what creature is she, sin?)

(Aira? She's a Merlin-type sorceress)

Aira was silenced by absence.

Aira looked around, one direction then another until she had checked them all three times. Her horse has disappeared. Aira shivered, something was wrong. The area was flat and you could see for miles around in all directions. But the horse was nowhere to be found. All her food and clothes had been in saddlebags on that horse, she was screwed.

Aira started towards the small wood, jumping at every shadow, every breath of wind.

Aira

Aira stopped, her blood turned to ice. She turned around slowly. No one was there.Who's there? No one answered.

Aira shook her head. No, she hadn't heard anything. It was just a breath of wind. She's just freaking out of nothing. Her horse has just thrown her. She was temporarily knocked out without realising and her horse must have run away. Yes that was it. Aira turned around, the pit in her stomach telling her it wasn't true.

Aira nearly fainted at her sight in front of her.

It was gone. The entire wood was gone. Vanished. Non-existant. Aira's heart beated faster than it had ever had in her short life. Something was terrifyingly wrong. Aira turned round. The bushes were gone in the west, the path had disappeared in the south, the stars had disappeared in the dark sky. The entire landscape was flat, flat and devoid of anything. Even the grass under her feet had disappeared.

Aira let out a cry of despair, what was going on?

The long travels and yet the pursuit went ahead. Chloe was trying to make her and Blizzard seemed unattractable to hide themselves away, but yet it did not work. Although the little sprite could not see well, she too could feel the presence in the air. Blizzard soon landed and leapt off the ground again, until he stopped wanting to face his follower.

She rushed forward, trying to outrun this dark abiss. She was crying now, terrified of something unknown. Aira eyes, grew wide and she slid, stopping herself so suddenly she almost fell. Luckily she managed to stay on her feet and not topple off the cliff that had just appeared before her. She looked down it, she couldn't see the bottom if there even was a bottom. For a moment she considered jumping off it, hoping that death wouldn't be as bad as she felt now. She shook the thought from her head, her parents hadn't sent her away to safety just to have her throw away her life so stupidly because of a fleeting momnet of fear.

Aira turned around and saw what she had suspected, there was another steep cliff behind her and also to her right. Apparently she was meant to go left. Aira had her chin high and stiffened her shoulders. She walked with false confidence the only way she could go.

Aira walked for only a minute before she found what she supposed was the cause of everything that has happened to her that night. Two tall black wraught iron gates towered above her making her feel small. A hedge streched out either side of them streching further than her eyes could see. She walked up to a notice on the gates, a notice so old that the words were so faded no one could read them.

The gates were locked shut, permitting her no entry. She looked closely at the notice and tried to read it but failed fast. She muttered a few words of the Old Religion and her eyes glowed golden. Soon the words were just like new and were easy to read. She read aloud:


The gates creaked open.

Aira wished she had some sort of weapon. A sword, a bow, a mortal weapon, anything at all. She crept forward into the labyrinth, her muscles tensed for anything that might happen to her. She hated labyrinths. She hated mazes, riddles and any game which brequired tactful thinking. She just wasn't sort of person, she was more a say a spell and cast it type of person, no complicated thought processes involved. She walked further and further, turning at in any direction that seemed the least threatning.

Bailey looked into Goru's eyes, smiling sharply. He stared back, unable to look away.

You're beautiful, he told her, gently, and she blushed. Watching a lionness blush was something special, to Goru at least.

I love you, she replied, gently, and his grin broadened at that. After years, the three words still made him the happiness man alive

(Random introing? )

Somehow, she found her eyes drawn to the fire as she felt it weaken, and waited for it to splutter away. But it didn't. She could feel her strength failing - so much so that she was hard pushed not to fall to her knees - but instead of dying away, the flames roared upwards, completely out of her control. She could do nothing but watched as they blazed away and chased after the attackers.

(I cbf with another two profiles )

(kk. I don't blame you)

Eyes wide, she didn't even notice how the colour had changed - from her turquoise to the normal orange-red - until they'd died away. They did so unnaturally suddenly, too, straight after the last enemy had died. Then she regained her footing and searched around for their saviour, Dier doing the same.

Who are you? he asked, heading towards her.

My name is Hope Lazuri....... when you left the city, I followed you.

Why? Nam asked, though not accusingly. She was just curious.

I'm not certain. I think you just intrigued me