Post by We Are Vashari on Dec 28, 2018 2:21:32 GMT -6
Love Never Dies...
9 Million Years ago
Hanah Nuva sat at the bar of Xia’s Nightclub, as she often did after a successful assassination. She loved coming to the club, and couldn't help but feel a hint of envy for its owner, Xia, as she desired to own something similar. She didn't do well with people, even the people here, but something about entertaining others appealed to her. Maybe in another life.
Normally Hanah would celebrate after she completed a mission, but for this one, she only felt sad. Lonely even. Normally he’d be here, one of her true few friends, and together they'd have a drink and a laugh. But he wasn't here and he hadn't been here for a few weeks. He'd left to go on a mission, not in the same vein as hers as he was a different kind of monster than she was. He was a rare, kind monster. Everyone here was a monster, anyone worthwhile had some kind of monster inside, but his was almost too gentle to be a monster.
He had still yet to return, which worried her tremendously, and she never worried about anyone before. He had completed his mission weeks ago, but had still yet to return. The truth was she liked him more than she let on, even to herself. She might even lo...but that thought just couldn't come out of the deepest parts of her heart. Blocked by the diamond shield that surrounded her being.
He was the only person to look at her as if she wasn't a monster. He was naive that way.
So there she sat, surrounded but alone in everyone's favorite Nightclub. She picked up the ice bowl in front of her in order to finish her seventh yellow drink, but as she went to sip it fell from her hand, shattering on the floor. Without warning extreme pain had exploded in her chest. Pain worse than any she had felt before, and she was a being who had been murdered in every conceivable way.
Hanah gripped her chest, clenched her teeth, and slammed her head into the bar counter so hard that it cracked. Then the pain stopped just as suddenly as it started, leaving her breathless. As she caught her breath, realization begun to dawn over her. The pain she had just felt wasn't physical. It wasn't even really hers. It was raw, uncut emotion. And she knew exactly where it had come from.
Hanah rose from her seat and left the club faster than she ever had, and made her way to the castle that overlooked the village. Storming through the great hall that was just through the entrance, and ignoring the fine drapes and Kanohi Masks that lined the walls, she made it to the throne at the end of it.
Who she came to see wasn't there, which meant he had to be at his forge. She went down the right hall which led to forging room. No sooner had she opened the door was she greeted with:
”I felt it too.” The calm, accented voice said. His back to her.
”Brother I,” She started but he spoke again.
”It is as you fear.” Torok the Inheritor turned around to look at her. ”Our friend and Brother is in terrible, terrible pain.” He said sadly.
”I felt it, Brother.” She put her hand on her chest. ”How did I?”
He didn't answer. ”Go to him, Sister. What he needs now, is help. Your help.” Then a dark portal opened beside them. A tear in the very fabric of Reality. ”Just go.”
Hanah nodded without a word and stepped through the portal into another world she had never been too. The portal closed behind her without a sound. She found herself at the edge of a forest, and in front of her was a cliff overlooking a vast Valley of jungle and mountains. Near the edge of the cliff was the unmistakable shape of a person. A bright red person.
She approached the edge of the cliff at a normal pace, the shape coming into clearer view. It was him, her friend. He was a bright red, spiky, amphibious Fire Toa. Breathing tubes coming out of the sides of his head and all. As she approached she heard sniffling, but it stopped at her approach as she had entered his Sonar Dome. He'd heard her coming, as usual.
Toa Mahri Savari sat on his knees in front of a large, carved stone that had two names carved into it, Karasu and Kurasu. Hanah, foregoing her usual greeting of ”Sup’ loser”, instead just sat down on her knees silently beside him. The pain she had felt earlier was a deep, intense heartache. Hanah had felt Savari’s heart breaking.
They remained silent for a long time, enough for the sun in front of them to start to set. They didn't look at each other. They just sat in each others company. Hanah looked at the names carved on the stone, and down at the ground below them which had recently been dug up. It was one grave, but the gravestone had two names on it.
Finally, Savari was the first to break the silence. ”On my world, ” His voice was heavy. ”The valley below us is all ocean.” He paused. ”I buried my friends and mentor at this cliff. I wanted them to rest in the Sun.” She looked at him, the edges of his Masks visor was fogged. ”I wanted to do the same for her.” His voice shook with that last line.
Hanah’s heart ached for a moment. She didn't have to ask, her envy told her it already. ”Why are there two names?” She asked.
”They were twins...I met them on my mission...” He paused with the word mission. ”I couldn't have completed it without them... I loved them...”
They went silent again as Hanah’s heart ached again, but more intense than before. Then Hanah asked, scooting closer to him. ”What happened?”
”We completed our mission...”
”You saved Ashala,” Hanah said. Weeks ago Ashala had gone missing, but nobody knew why. Then she suddenly returned. No one knew the exact details, but everyone knew that Savari was the one who brought her home. Everyone loved Ashala and everyone was worried about her.
”Yeah...A slave owner held a game to win money and slaves. I had to win to find where they were being held. I'm not so good at games so I wouldn't have won without the twins. I rescued the slaves, set them free, but that Skakdi stole back his money before then. I didn't care about that though. But he was a threat to this world. I had to stop him.” He drew out an axe, a vicious looking execution weapon of Skakdi design. ”He had guards. They tried to stop me. I broke anyone who got in my way. We fought, and I drove his weapon through his chest. Then I took back all the money he took to give back to the people who he stole it from.” He dropped the axe on the ground beside him with a heavy thud.
He took a long pause before saying. ”I thought it was over. I... The twins... The Red and Blue twins... I grew to love them in different ways....Karasu and Kurasu...Kurasu was a good friend, but Karasu was...something more...” His voice cracked with emotion.
Hanah watched him. It was hard to see him this way. So broken. Normally he was reserved, always knowing exactly who he was, and together, but now... She reached out a hand near his shoulder, but hesitated and pulled back. She wanted to comfort him, but she just didn't know how. She had never done so before, and she was afraid. Afraid for the first time in a very long time.
”I was going to stay...” He started again. ”I wanted to stay with her... Forever....Then I... I killed her...” Hanah’s lip actually quivered in both fear and surprise at that. He started to cry again. ”We were shot...it tore through my arm and shoulder...” He removed the armor on his upper arm, which was heavily wrapped in bandages. ”I was fine, but...Karasu...it blew a hole...right through her chest and hit me... It was Kurasu...She killed her own sister... For money!” Hannah Jumped when he suddenly yelled in rage.
”With the Skakdi gone, she wanted to take his place...she convinced me to kill him... She planned it all.... I was going to go after her, but Karasu...she was still alive...” He choked on his sobs. ”...She was in agony, Hanah!” Savari finally looked at her when he said her name. His eyes, the only visible part of his face, were a combination of intense grief and raw anger that made Hanah shiver from the pure intensity of it. ”She was dying, but she wouldn't die....She was suffering...I let Kurasu go.... Then I...” He looked down at the freshly dug grave, sobbing heavily now. Raw emotion pouring out of him like Hanah had never seen.
”I killed her...I had too...You didn't see the look in her eyes...the pain...” It was then that Hanah realized that his other hand was bleeding, wrapped around the blade of the bowie knife he took on missions. Gripping the blade hard, he held it up to his face. ”I...l...”
She didn't let him finish. She knew what he was going to say. Then Hanah did something she had never done before. She pushed down all of her fear and anxiety. All her envy and doubt. Her diamond shield had opened.
Hanah wrapped her arms around him, leaning her head on his shoulder and held him as tight as she could. ”I know...”She said in a comforting tone that she thought she was incapable of. ”Shh...”
”She was gathering her troops...” Safari said, just a little bit more together. ”I was so angry....I couldn't, I wouldn't let her get away with it... But I couldn't do it in person. I just couldn't do it to someone who had her face... I borrowed a gun and I... I closed my eyes and I... I shot her from four kilometers away... But I didn't leave her to suffer like her sister did...”
”You're not cruel like she was.” Like I am. Hanah couldn't help but think. ”You did the right thing.”
”Why do they always have pay!?!” He cried. ”Why can't I just rest with them!?! Am I just cursed to watch everyone I love die while I'm forced to bury them!?!”
Hanah rose her head again. ”Hey.” She said but he didn't seem to hear her. ”Hey!” She said louder. ”Hey! Look at me!” His head finally turned to look at her, blinded by tears. ”Look at me.” She said again more gently. ”I won't. I can't. I'll stay with you.” She suddenly found herself tearing up. ”I won't leave you.”
They just stared at each other. Savari’s eyes started to clear up, and he finally saw her again, but it was like he was seeing her for the first time. And he believed her. Then he broke down in tears again, and when he did she pulled him closer, leaning his head on her chest. And together they stayed like that as the sun set upon the world.
It was the start of something new...
9 Million Years Later.
Toa Vashari sat on the edge of his bed on the second floor of Xia’s 2, thinking and staring at the brand on his right ring finger. ”Whatcha, thinkin bout?” Hanahs voice suddenly appeared with her in the doorway.
He looked at her, with a rare smile. ”Just remembering why I love you.”
She rolled her eyes, but it was with a smile. ”Come on, soldier, we got a mission.”
”I be right behind you.” He stood as she went on ahead of him, looking down at his finger again. ”Always.”
It Only Blossoms Anew...
9 Million Years ago
Hanah Nuva sat at the bar of Xia’s Nightclub, as she often did after a successful assassination. She loved coming to the club, and couldn't help but feel a hint of envy for its owner, Xia, as she desired to own something similar. She didn't do well with people, even the people here, but something about entertaining others appealed to her. Maybe in another life.
Normally Hanah would celebrate after she completed a mission, but for this one, she only felt sad. Lonely even. Normally he’d be here, one of her true few friends, and together they'd have a drink and a laugh. But he wasn't here and he hadn't been here for a few weeks. He'd left to go on a mission, not in the same vein as hers as he was a different kind of monster than she was. He was a rare, kind monster. Everyone here was a monster, anyone worthwhile had some kind of monster inside, but his was almost too gentle to be a monster.
He had still yet to return, which worried her tremendously, and she never worried about anyone before. He had completed his mission weeks ago, but had still yet to return. The truth was she liked him more than she let on, even to herself. She might even lo...but that thought just couldn't come out of the deepest parts of her heart. Blocked by the diamond shield that surrounded her being.
He was the only person to look at her as if she wasn't a monster. He was naive that way.
So there she sat, surrounded but alone in everyone's favorite Nightclub. She picked up the ice bowl in front of her in order to finish her seventh yellow drink, but as she went to sip it fell from her hand, shattering on the floor. Without warning extreme pain had exploded in her chest. Pain worse than any she had felt before, and she was a being who had been murdered in every conceivable way.
Hanah gripped her chest, clenched her teeth, and slammed her head into the bar counter so hard that it cracked. Then the pain stopped just as suddenly as it started, leaving her breathless. As she caught her breath, realization begun to dawn over her. The pain she had just felt wasn't physical. It wasn't even really hers. It was raw, uncut emotion. And she knew exactly where it had come from.
Hanah rose from her seat and left the club faster than she ever had, and made her way to the castle that overlooked the village. Storming through the great hall that was just through the entrance, and ignoring the fine drapes and Kanohi Masks that lined the walls, she made it to the throne at the end of it.
Who she came to see wasn't there, which meant he had to be at his forge. She went down the right hall which led to forging room. No sooner had she opened the door was she greeted with:
”I felt it too.” The calm, accented voice said. His back to her.
”Brother I,” She started but he spoke again.
”It is as you fear.” Torok the Inheritor turned around to look at her. ”Our friend and Brother is in terrible, terrible pain.” He said sadly.
”I felt it, Brother.” She put her hand on her chest. ”How did I?”
He didn't answer. ”Go to him, Sister. What he needs now, is help. Your help.” Then a dark portal opened beside them. A tear in the very fabric of Reality. ”Just go.”
Hanah nodded without a word and stepped through the portal into another world she had never been too. The portal closed behind her without a sound. She found herself at the edge of a forest, and in front of her was a cliff overlooking a vast Valley of jungle and mountains. Near the edge of the cliff was the unmistakable shape of a person. A bright red person.
She approached the edge of the cliff at a normal pace, the shape coming into clearer view. It was him, her friend. He was a bright red, spiky, amphibious Fire Toa. Breathing tubes coming out of the sides of his head and all. As she approached she heard sniffling, but it stopped at her approach as she had entered his Sonar Dome. He'd heard her coming, as usual.
Toa Mahri Savari sat on his knees in front of a large, carved stone that had two names carved into it, Karasu and Kurasu. Hanah, foregoing her usual greeting of ”Sup’ loser”, instead just sat down on her knees silently beside him. The pain she had felt earlier was a deep, intense heartache. Hanah had felt Savari’s heart breaking.
They remained silent for a long time, enough for the sun in front of them to start to set. They didn't look at each other. They just sat in each others company. Hanah looked at the names carved on the stone, and down at the ground below them which had recently been dug up. It was one grave, but the gravestone had two names on it.
Finally, Savari was the first to break the silence. ”On my world, ” His voice was heavy. ”The valley below us is all ocean.” He paused. ”I buried my friends and mentor at this cliff. I wanted them to rest in the Sun.” She looked at him, the edges of his Masks visor was fogged. ”I wanted to do the same for her.” His voice shook with that last line.
Hanah’s heart ached for a moment. She didn't have to ask, her envy told her it already. ”Why are there two names?” She asked.
”They were twins...I met them on my mission...” He paused with the word mission. ”I couldn't have completed it without them... I loved them...”
They went silent again as Hanah’s heart ached again, but more intense than before. Then Hanah asked, scooting closer to him. ”What happened?”
”We completed our mission...”
”You saved Ashala,” Hanah said. Weeks ago Ashala had gone missing, but nobody knew why. Then she suddenly returned. No one knew the exact details, but everyone knew that Savari was the one who brought her home. Everyone loved Ashala and everyone was worried about her.
”Yeah...A slave owner held a game to win money and slaves. I had to win to find where they were being held. I'm not so good at games so I wouldn't have won without the twins. I rescued the slaves, set them free, but that Skakdi stole back his money before then. I didn't care about that though. But he was a threat to this world. I had to stop him.” He drew out an axe, a vicious looking execution weapon of Skakdi design. ”He had guards. They tried to stop me. I broke anyone who got in my way. We fought, and I drove his weapon through his chest. Then I took back all the money he took to give back to the people who he stole it from.” He dropped the axe on the ground beside him with a heavy thud.
He took a long pause before saying. ”I thought it was over. I... The twins... The Red and Blue twins... I grew to love them in different ways....Karasu and Kurasu...Kurasu was a good friend, but Karasu was...something more...” His voice cracked with emotion.
Hanah watched him. It was hard to see him this way. So broken. Normally he was reserved, always knowing exactly who he was, and together, but now... She reached out a hand near his shoulder, but hesitated and pulled back. She wanted to comfort him, but she just didn't know how. She had never done so before, and she was afraid. Afraid for the first time in a very long time.
”I was going to stay...” He started again. ”I wanted to stay with her... Forever....Then I... I killed her...” Hanah’s lip actually quivered in both fear and surprise at that. He started to cry again. ”We were shot...it tore through my arm and shoulder...” He removed the armor on his upper arm, which was heavily wrapped in bandages. ”I was fine, but...Karasu...it blew a hole...right through her chest and hit me... It was Kurasu...She killed her own sister... For money!” Hannah Jumped when he suddenly yelled in rage.
”With the Skakdi gone, she wanted to take his place...she convinced me to kill him... She planned it all.... I was going to go after her, but Karasu...she was still alive...” He choked on his sobs. ”...She was in agony, Hanah!” Savari finally looked at her when he said her name. His eyes, the only visible part of his face, were a combination of intense grief and raw anger that made Hanah shiver from the pure intensity of it. ”She was dying, but she wouldn't die....She was suffering...I let Kurasu go.... Then I...” He looked down at the freshly dug grave, sobbing heavily now. Raw emotion pouring out of him like Hanah had never seen.
”I killed her...I had too...You didn't see the look in her eyes...the pain...” It was then that Hanah realized that his other hand was bleeding, wrapped around the blade of the bowie knife he took on missions. Gripping the blade hard, he held it up to his face. ”I...l...”
She didn't let him finish. She knew what he was going to say. Then Hanah did something she had never done before. She pushed down all of her fear and anxiety. All her envy and doubt. Her diamond shield had opened.
Hanah wrapped her arms around him, leaning her head on his shoulder and held him as tight as she could. ”I know...”She said in a comforting tone that she thought she was incapable of. ”Shh...”
”She was gathering her troops...” Safari said, just a little bit more together. ”I was so angry....I couldn't, I wouldn't let her get away with it... But I couldn't do it in person. I just couldn't do it to someone who had her face... I borrowed a gun and I... I closed my eyes and I... I shot her from four kilometers away... But I didn't leave her to suffer like her sister did...”
”You're not cruel like she was.” Like I am. Hanah couldn't help but think. ”You did the right thing.”
”Why do they always have pay!?!” He cried. ”Why can't I just rest with them!?! Am I just cursed to watch everyone I love die while I'm forced to bury them!?!”
Hanah rose her head again. ”Hey.” She said but he didn't seem to hear her. ”Hey!” She said louder. ”Hey! Look at me!” His head finally turned to look at her, blinded by tears. ”Look at me.” She said again more gently. ”I won't. I can't. I'll stay with you.” She suddenly found herself tearing up. ”I won't leave you.”
They just stared at each other. Savari’s eyes started to clear up, and he finally saw her again, but it was like he was seeing her for the first time. And he believed her. Then he broke down in tears again, and when he did she pulled him closer, leaning his head on her chest. And together they stayed like that as the sun set upon the world.
It was the start of something new...
9 Million Years Later.
Toa Vashari sat on the edge of his bed on the second floor of Xia’s 2, thinking and staring at the brand on his right ring finger. ”Whatcha, thinkin bout?” Hanahs voice suddenly appeared with her in the doorway.
He looked at her, with a rare smile. ”Just remembering why I love you.”
She rolled her eyes, but it was with a smile. ”Come on, soldier, we got a mission.”
”I be right behind you.” He stood as she went on ahead of him, looking down at his finger again. ”Always.”
It Only Blossoms Anew...
