((Note: This takes place long after the attacks on Krexarn and other nearby cities, also after Scarred Story Line events of their initial attacks on RhyDin. Several months have passed since then.))
Silken lavender sheets caressed her skin as she laid on her bed alone in her room. The Citadel had been moved and grounded back again in its old place southeast of Exodii City. The complex once again merged with Corellon?s Sanctuary, though the foliage still seemed barren and lifeless yet the fit merged perfectly.
Sha?uri shifted her gaze from the ceiling to the window and looked into the distance. Her thoughts reflected her gaze, searching along some unknown horizon for answers. Her thoughts looked back in time, trying to remember what she could not? trying to understand why the city of Exodii had charged her with such crimes and sentenced her for something she couldn?t remember had ever happened? and to remember her death, the one they kept talking about?
There was nothing she could remember from that day. She couldn?t remember Aquil?s intense gaze that day torn as he struggled with what he had to do? yet every day for the past several weeks she could feel something in the background, something he?d been trying to hide from her.. some sort of ? guilt or shame. She couldn?t remember how intense her own gaze had been the day he killed her, pleading and yet full of fear though it wasn?t for her life.
She didn?t even know he?d been the one who killed her even though Aquil had been trying to teach her these last few months. He had covered it up so well, and she was too new to the ways of the force.
Rumors crept through the Citadel as they had come from the city and throughout all the lands? rumors of how Aquil had fought her for weeks on end prior to her death. It was being said how they had leveled mountains in some places and raised the sea floor in other places or blew lakes out of existence and created new ones elsewhere ? but she knew they were just rumors. It seemed ridiculous to her that any of them could be true.
She?d forgotten all those things and more. She couldn?t remember that she faced her death with open arms?
The reality was, she had used her last strength to force him to the task, moving herself toward it as he relented in his mind to do so.. to live up to his promise. She did not give him even a split moment chance to renege the thought.? forcing herself to move those few centimeters necessary upon the heat of the lightsaber, it had seared flesh, destroyed both her hearts and the multicolored magical explosion of dark evil spewed from her chest literally breaking through the antimagic zone and disrupting it for several minutes. It was enough time to finish what needed to be done?
None of that came to her memory as she stared out the window now. She didn?t even know her death drew her to the highest court of the Gods, to the One.
It had been the decree of the One, a hierarchy beyond anything she knew, which had wiped her memory from her. She didn?t remember she?d never felt so much pain in her life, and yet so much release. She didn?t even know it was the mercy of the One that stripped her of so many abilities, charged her with certain tasks and brought her back to life, reforming her body next to Aquil before the antimagic zone became active again.
?What happened? Why can?t I remember?? she whispered.
Now, as she laid in bed trying to remember this event, something stirred within her, some sense of the force remembered a time before as if she could almost see a shadow of it just on the edge of her feelings and inner sight. Images, sounds and smells wavered in the mist of her memory and teased her inner senses to the point of torture.
?Please, I need to know? why?? She whispered to the gods above?. To the One.
Silence?
Everything seemed so quiet and still?
Even the clock on the wall seemed to sit still in time? ten after six to be exact. Oddly, Sha?uri got a forboding sense from looking at the time.
Perhaps he listened, or perhaps it was already set in motion to be, but the images of memory began to come back?. The pain of the event burned in her chest? Back to the time of her death.
This was then?
As her soul was released from her body, she felt herself move out of body facing her other self who looked upon her with gentle repose. This one had long tendrils of light that reached from her backside and swayed gently as if caught by some unknown current. Sha?uri couldn?t keep her eyes on this part of herself filled with so much emotional pain of guilt and remorse that to look upon the light from her other self burned her soul. The angel appeared beside them, laying a hand upon her shoulder and suddenly everything seemed peaceful. A shadowy doorway opened beside them and the two stepped through leaving the other to linger for just a moment longer. Turning to Aquil, one of those tendrils reached toward him to touch his cheek briefly but with a flood of gratitude and love felt through that simple touch.. Then she, too, turned and went through the doorway, tendrils of light trailing behind her to close the portal.? It was time to face her trial before the Gods ? face her guilt of atrocities? her judgement.
It was decreed by the One who?s name was never given, who?s face was never seen, who?s voice at a whisper nearly tore her out of existence? or perhaps it was just more painful to have both sides of her forced into one being, one place, one time. She was to walk among the mortals as a mortal, no longer Soul dragon only dragon of normal lines until she proved herself again. She was stripped of her heavenly duties. She was stripped of her arcane knowledge and forced to relearn some of her normal abilities, some with twice the difficulty ? even so, it was a chance to start over for her, a way to keep her from growing too strong, a trial period for her.
The deal she had made with Bob had been the fruit of her arrogance. It was this decision that lead to so many innocent deaths and destruction? the overall of attacks on Krexarn, many were lost there. Many were lost in so many places not only on Exodii but in Rhydin. Even though this last time around Krexarn was saved, it only slowed down Sha?s efforts to her evil plan. Still, she had managed to gain enough corpses to use. Her guilt of such abominations, from one that had been so dedicated to protecting souls, welled up inside her? . The torture she had performed on so many, the guilt churned as each memory came back to her like a wave of nausea over an ocean of vomit.
Lupinius.. the memory was so vague but she remembered?she?d almost killed him and Onyxia. As it was, something had distracted her Number Three self, something akin to arrogance, resulting in that one?s death. Lupinius and Onyxia got away that day?
And the children? the attack on Arcanum in RhyDin had been part of the distraction so that Travanix and his fleet could maneuver to blockade the planet and try to take over not only the city of Rhydin but the entire planet. Many were scarred physically, mentally or both. Her part had been executed with no regard for those children, no remorse or regret for the destruction nor did any sympathy arise in her three selves. She even managed to kill her former friend, Briarius.
As it was, her original self took chase after Aquil leaving the other two copies behind to deal with the school?. One of them tried to enter the buildings and was sent to places unforeseen, as was the other each taking many of the storm troopers along with them. It took the other two some great efforts to get out of that situation and back to the Citadel so they could look for the Original. Alex and the Exodian Forces proved to be a major distraction from that. In the end, all copies were killed leaving Aquil to kill the original.
That battle was epic, literally taking weeks as the two chased each other round the face of Exodii planet. Some mountains were damaged, waterways were effected, changing river courses and creating canyons or large lakes. Finally, between Aquil?s efforts and her warring with herself, it was an ongoing battle while she was cornered into the antimagic zone?.
The buzz of a light saber searing through armor and sizzling delicate flesh came painfully to mind. Her armor, her flesh? she could still feel it almost as if it were happening again. But no, as her hand moved to her chest feeling the undamaged shirt beneath her fingers, she knew it wasn?t. She was alive. It was just a memory? the memory of her death so fresh with details? like the look on Aquil?s face as the saber was forced into her and he watched her die. She loved him and feared him, more then anyone she?d ever known before, in that moment.
Her dead corpse had laid there for a few moments before it disappeared, fading from substance. Long moments had passed before her body reformed from the small amount of blood left behind in the dirt. The anti-magic zone once again rekindled after she was laying there, stripped of magic, weapons and clothes. She was alive but not complete.. she remembered how blank her mind felt, void of a past in which to draw thoughts from, void of who the man was before her. All she could think about was who she was and where she was, but mostly how there was no answer to any of that anywhere in her mind. She remembered Aquil helped her back to Exodii.
Exodii City rulings, which took place immediately upon her return ? forced her to give up rights to control her house holdings and to never be head of Exodian Forces again. Lack of memories had been a godsend in their opinion and that she must take different measures with her retraining?. Still, they knew her memories could come back. At such time a new evaluation would be made. In the mean time, she was forbidden to use anything but minor magics and must strive to learn the use of the force through proper training.
And now that day had come, her memory came back in a flood as she stared outside her window ?. The clock on the wall tick, tock, tick, tock ten after six o?clock the alarm set off blarring her back to the here and now. The memories rolled in like waves of nausea rising in her throat, building to a crescendo as she rolled off the edge, fell down to her knees, grabbed the cool metal of a nearby trashcan pulling it closer and hanging her head to vomit. The memories never tasted so noxious and bitter.
The throbbing in her head brought instant tears spilling from her eyes. She cried, she threw up, and cried even more the more she threw up. So many memories, and not just of one time line?. All of her memories surfaced seemingly all at once. It was like an explosion and she swore, no? hoped that her head would explode to make it stop. But that never happened.
She finally stopped throwing up but the throbbing pain lingered on. Crawling to the sink with trashcan in tow, she pulled herself up to stand and turned the faucet on. Shaken and her brain was in a wild haze, she managed to splash cool water on her face and to force herself to drink.
Confusion settled into her mind as the pain subsided. She could hardly think straight. The memories were all jumbled but enough of them stuck out clear enough to launch her into a panic.
?Aquil?? the name almost stuck in her throat, so much worry and pain in her gaze as it shifted towards the door. She could feel him through the force yet it seemed he was hiding ? she didn?t know where he was but she could feel him, could feel a sort of panic rise and that only added to her own. Or perhaps it was just her own, but she knew he could feel her, knew that her memories were coming back, could feel that she was in pain, was afraid and confused.
What would she do? What would happen? The guilt.. could she even look at him again? Her heart never felt such pain.
And what of Exodii? Would they execute her?
And Alex?. Her thoughts turned feelings burned inside out and panic overtook her into a run.
She was only partially aware of her thoughts while she grabbed clothes, a few books, a few more essential things that she stuffed into a backpack, slung straps over shoulders and made for the window. The latch moved aside and the window swung open.. her bare foot touched the ledge and she crouched, perched in a position ready to jump.
Sha?uri!
The sound of her name, faint as it was, made her stop and look around. There was no one in the room and she began to wonder if it was in her head. It was in her head, but the voice? she wasn?t sure who it was or even if she?d heard it. Alex? Aquil?
And suddenly she felt him through the force. Was he leaving? Perhaps in her panic she was misreading the force, but it felt as if he were leaving? it felt as if he were slipping away from her. She was suddenly faced with life without him. Mixed emotions brought on a new set of tears. She didn?t want to be here if he left. She didn?t want to be anywhere. She couldn?t think straight, she needed to think. The memories, so jumbled and out of sync, they made no sense.
This time, she turned back to the open skies and jumped, never looking back. She couldn?t. She needed to run.
Fly is what she did? hard and fast to the only place she could think of to go?in a way that others wouldn't expect?.to the one place she could escape everyone and everything, to the one place that had a portal of sorts to anywhere... literally.
To RhyDin.
Silken lavender sheets caressed her skin as she laid on her bed alone in her room. The Citadel had been moved and grounded back again in its old place southeast of Exodii City. The complex once again merged with Corellon?s Sanctuary, though the foliage still seemed barren and lifeless yet the fit merged perfectly.
Sha?uri shifted her gaze from the ceiling to the window and looked into the distance. Her thoughts reflected her gaze, searching along some unknown horizon for answers. Her thoughts looked back in time, trying to remember what she could not? trying to understand why the city of Exodii had charged her with such crimes and sentenced her for something she couldn?t remember had ever happened? and to remember her death, the one they kept talking about?
There was nothing she could remember from that day. She couldn?t remember Aquil?s intense gaze that day torn as he struggled with what he had to do? yet every day for the past several weeks she could feel something in the background, something he?d been trying to hide from her.. some sort of ? guilt or shame. She couldn?t remember how intense her own gaze had been the day he killed her, pleading and yet full of fear though it wasn?t for her life.
She didn?t even know he?d been the one who killed her even though Aquil had been trying to teach her these last few months. He had covered it up so well, and she was too new to the ways of the force.
Rumors crept through the Citadel as they had come from the city and throughout all the lands? rumors of how Aquil had fought her for weeks on end prior to her death. It was being said how they had leveled mountains in some places and raised the sea floor in other places or blew lakes out of existence and created new ones elsewhere ? but she knew they were just rumors. It seemed ridiculous to her that any of them could be true.
She?d forgotten all those things and more. She couldn?t remember that she faced her death with open arms?
The reality was, she had used her last strength to force him to the task, moving herself toward it as he relented in his mind to do so.. to live up to his promise. She did not give him even a split moment chance to renege the thought.? forcing herself to move those few centimeters necessary upon the heat of the lightsaber, it had seared flesh, destroyed both her hearts and the multicolored magical explosion of dark evil spewed from her chest literally breaking through the antimagic zone and disrupting it for several minutes. It was enough time to finish what needed to be done?
None of that came to her memory as she stared out the window now. She didn?t even know her death drew her to the highest court of the Gods, to the One.
It had been the decree of the One, a hierarchy beyond anything she knew, which had wiped her memory from her. She didn?t remember she?d never felt so much pain in her life, and yet so much release. She didn?t even know it was the mercy of the One that stripped her of so many abilities, charged her with certain tasks and brought her back to life, reforming her body next to Aquil before the antimagic zone became active again.
?What happened? Why can?t I remember?? she whispered.
Now, as she laid in bed trying to remember this event, something stirred within her, some sense of the force remembered a time before as if she could almost see a shadow of it just on the edge of her feelings and inner sight. Images, sounds and smells wavered in the mist of her memory and teased her inner senses to the point of torture.
?Please, I need to know? why?? She whispered to the gods above?. To the One.
Silence?
Everything seemed so quiet and still?
Even the clock on the wall seemed to sit still in time? ten after six to be exact. Oddly, Sha?uri got a forboding sense from looking at the time.
Perhaps he listened, or perhaps it was already set in motion to be, but the images of memory began to come back?. The pain of the event burned in her chest? Back to the time of her death.
This was then?
As her soul was released from her body, she felt herself move out of body facing her other self who looked upon her with gentle repose. This one had long tendrils of light that reached from her backside and swayed gently as if caught by some unknown current. Sha?uri couldn?t keep her eyes on this part of herself filled with so much emotional pain of guilt and remorse that to look upon the light from her other self burned her soul. The angel appeared beside them, laying a hand upon her shoulder and suddenly everything seemed peaceful. A shadowy doorway opened beside them and the two stepped through leaving the other to linger for just a moment longer. Turning to Aquil, one of those tendrils reached toward him to touch his cheek briefly but with a flood of gratitude and love felt through that simple touch.. Then she, too, turned and went through the doorway, tendrils of light trailing behind her to close the portal.? It was time to face her trial before the Gods ? face her guilt of atrocities? her judgement.
It was decreed by the One who?s name was never given, who?s face was never seen, who?s voice at a whisper nearly tore her out of existence? or perhaps it was just more painful to have both sides of her forced into one being, one place, one time. She was to walk among the mortals as a mortal, no longer Soul dragon only dragon of normal lines until she proved herself again. She was stripped of her heavenly duties. She was stripped of her arcane knowledge and forced to relearn some of her normal abilities, some with twice the difficulty ? even so, it was a chance to start over for her, a way to keep her from growing too strong, a trial period for her.
The deal she had made with Bob had been the fruit of her arrogance. It was this decision that lead to so many innocent deaths and destruction? the overall of attacks on Krexarn, many were lost there. Many were lost in so many places not only on Exodii but in Rhydin. Even though this last time around Krexarn was saved, it only slowed down Sha?s efforts to her evil plan. Still, she had managed to gain enough corpses to use. Her guilt of such abominations, from one that had been so dedicated to protecting souls, welled up inside her? . The torture she had performed on so many, the guilt churned as each memory came back to her like a wave of nausea over an ocean of vomit.
Lupinius.. the memory was so vague but she remembered?she?d almost killed him and Onyxia. As it was, something had distracted her Number Three self, something akin to arrogance, resulting in that one?s death. Lupinius and Onyxia got away that day?
And the children? the attack on Arcanum in RhyDin had been part of the distraction so that Travanix and his fleet could maneuver to blockade the planet and try to take over not only the city of Rhydin but the entire planet. Many were scarred physically, mentally or both. Her part had been executed with no regard for those children, no remorse or regret for the destruction nor did any sympathy arise in her three selves. She even managed to kill her former friend, Briarius.
As it was, her original self took chase after Aquil leaving the other two copies behind to deal with the school?. One of them tried to enter the buildings and was sent to places unforeseen, as was the other each taking many of the storm troopers along with them. It took the other two some great efforts to get out of that situation and back to the Citadel so they could look for the Original. Alex and the Exodian Forces proved to be a major distraction from that. In the end, all copies were killed leaving Aquil to kill the original.
That battle was epic, literally taking weeks as the two chased each other round the face of Exodii planet. Some mountains were damaged, waterways were effected, changing river courses and creating canyons or large lakes. Finally, between Aquil?s efforts and her warring with herself, it was an ongoing battle while she was cornered into the antimagic zone?.
The buzz of a light saber searing through armor and sizzling delicate flesh came painfully to mind. Her armor, her flesh? she could still feel it almost as if it were happening again. But no, as her hand moved to her chest feeling the undamaged shirt beneath her fingers, she knew it wasn?t. She was alive. It was just a memory? the memory of her death so fresh with details? like the look on Aquil?s face as the saber was forced into her and he watched her die. She loved him and feared him, more then anyone she?d ever known before, in that moment.
Her dead corpse had laid there for a few moments before it disappeared, fading from substance. Long moments had passed before her body reformed from the small amount of blood left behind in the dirt. The anti-magic zone once again rekindled after she was laying there, stripped of magic, weapons and clothes. She was alive but not complete.. she remembered how blank her mind felt, void of a past in which to draw thoughts from, void of who the man was before her. All she could think about was who she was and where she was, but mostly how there was no answer to any of that anywhere in her mind. She remembered Aquil helped her back to Exodii.
Exodii City rulings, which took place immediately upon her return ? forced her to give up rights to control her house holdings and to never be head of Exodian Forces again. Lack of memories had been a godsend in their opinion and that she must take different measures with her retraining?. Still, they knew her memories could come back. At such time a new evaluation would be made. In the mean time, she was forbidden to use anything but minor magics and must strive to learn the use of the force through proper training.
And now that day had come, her memory came back in a flood as she stared outside her window ?. The clock on the wall tick, tock, tick, tock ten after six o?clock the alarm set off blarring her back to the here and now. The memories rolled in like waves of nausea rising in her throat, building to a crescendo as she rolled off the edge, fell down to her knees, grabbed the cool metal of a nearby trashcan pulling it closer and hanging her head to vomit. The memories never tasted so noxious and bitter.
The throbbing in her head brought instant tears spilling from her eyes. She cried, she threw up, and cried even more the more she threw up. So many memories, and not just of one time line?. All of her memories surfaced seemingly all at once. It was like an explosion and she swore, no? hoped that her head would explode to make it stop. But that never happened.
She finally stopped throwing up but the throbbing pain lingered on. Crawling to the sink with trashcan in tow, she pulled herself up to stand and turned the faucet on. Shaken and her brain was in a wild haze, she managed to splash cool water on her face and to force herself to drink.
Confusion settled into her mind as the pain subsided. She could hardly think straight. The memories were all jumbled but enough of them stuck out clear enough to launch her into a panic.
?Aquil?? the name almost stuck in her throat, so much worry and pain in her gaze as it shifted towards the door. She could feel him through the force yet it seemed he was hiding ? she didn?t know where he was but she could feel him, could feel a sort of panic rise and that only added to her own. Or perhaps it was just her own, but she knew he could feel her, knew that her memories were coming back, could feel that she was in pain, was afraid and confused.
What would she do? What would happen? The guilt.. could she even look at him again? Her heart never felt such pain.
And what of Exodii? Would they execute her?
And Alex?. Her thoughts turned feelings burned inside out and panic overtook her into a run.
She was only partially aware of her thoughts while she grabbed clothes, a few books, a few more essential things that she stuffed into a backpack, slung straps over shoulders and made for the window. The latch moved aside and the window swung open.. her bare foot touched the ledge and she crouched, perched in a position ready to jump.
Sha?uri!
The sound of her name, faint as it was, made her stop and look around. There was no one in the room and she began to wonder if it was in her head. It was in her head, but the voice? she wasn?t sure who it was or even if she?d heard it. Alex? Aquil?
And suddenly she felt him through the force. Was he leaving? Perhaps in her panic she was misreading the force, but it felt as if he were leaving? it felt as if he were slipping away from her. She was suddenly faced with life without him. Mixed emotions brought on a new set of tears. She didn?t want to be here if he left. She didn?t want to be anywhere. She couldn?t think straight, she needed to think. The memories, so jumbled and out of sync, they made no sense.
This time, she turned back to the open skies and jumped, never looking back. She couldn?t. She needed to run.
Fly is what she did? hard and fast to the only place she could think of to go?in a way that others wouldn't expect?.to the one place she could escape everyone and everything, to the one place that had a portal of sorts to anywhere... literally.
To RhyDin.