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EoT: Forgotten Journey 19

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Chapter 19

„Narwa?“ Raven leaned in her chair, polishing one of her daggers while watching her friend practicing a new spell she had seen in an old rune-book. “Your hat burns…”

“Huh?” The white-haired woman looked up and noticed shocked that the mercenary was right! “Oh no!” She took it off and tried to get rid of the fire. “Oh my… such a shame it did not work as intended…” She sighed heavily and looked into her book. “But… it is supposed to be a flame-spell so I guess I’m improving!” A soft smile appeared on her lips.

“Hehe, good for you!” Raven grinned and leaned back a little more. She looked outside the window into the blank night. “I wonder if Allen and the others already reached the Dark Chapel…”

“I’m certain they did. Zeyir is a demon. He should be able to guide them through the forest rather well.” She blinked for a second, staring at her hat. “Otherwise…” She started giggling. “He doesn’t seem to be the kind of person that travels a lot… I bet they got lost somewhere in the woods on their way thanks to him!”

Raven had to chuckle on that as well. “Riiight, sure thing.”

Suddenly a scratching noise on the window interrupted the chatter. Raven turned around, looking at something small and dark hanging on the window… What was that!?

“Is that a bird?” Raven slowly poked against the glass. Suddenly the thing spread its wings, sending a shrill noise through the glass, making Raven fall back on the floor. “Ouch, that’s a bat!” She hopped up again, visibly mad of being shrieked at like that.

“Look, there is something attached on its leg.” Narwa ran to the window, opening it carefully. The bat hopped in and flapped all around Narwa’s head. “This is a familiar…” She held her hand up a little, so the bat could land on it.

“A familiar?” Raven eyed the little animal curiously.

“Yes, this is what the anima-servant of a demon is called… Vampires often have bats as familiars, that is why many myths of Midgard combine the abilities of vampires with those of a bat.” Narwa smiled and patted the small animal. Her eyes wandered off to the small roll it was carrying. “That’s a message.” She loosened it from the bat’s small leg and looked at it closely. As she saw the royal emblem of Galdor attached to it she nearly dropped the paper, causing the bat to shriek wildly.

“Hm? What is it?” Raven took the bat and cuddled it playfully. The animal seemed to really enjoy it…

“N… nothing! Uhm, just…” Narwa expected the letter to contain subjects that were not for her friend to know… If Zeyir wrote her a letter something must have happened! “This is a letter of Zeyir for me.” She finally decided to tell the truth though… “Is it alright if… I read it alone?” Her face showed a sad expression. She felt bad for not being able to just tell her friend that she was a goddess from Asgard… She was afraid she might be rejected if someone found out…

“Oh, I KNEW it!!” Raven laughed out loud. “You two guys came out much better than you wanted to admit!” She grinned evilly. “But it’s alright… I won’t read your love-letter there…”

“I… it is not!” Narwa blushed deeply but was yet relieved that Raven didn’t really mind.

“Hehe, whatever… I will go to the kitchen and ask for some food for the lil familiar here. In the meantime you can read it all you want!” Raven left the room chuckling while still cuddling the bat.

“Phew…” Narwa sighed and sat back on her bed. She slowly opened the letter and started reading.

Hey, Narwa.

I’m sure you remember me… I have rather bad news, or maybe it is good news for you but… anyway:
I have to return to Galdor and I’m already on my way. You were looking for someone called Alena Vanthrith and I think you got a wrong name there. I guess you were looking for Allen. His full name is Allen van Tirith. You might wonder why I tell you this, we hate each other… yet I think you might be a pretty good person and as long as I can’t take care of Allen and Callo anymore I hope at least you can help them. We both don’t want a second war between our worlds and even though we dislike each other we must stick along together in this cause to prevent victims. I hope you understand that.
Please greet the others from me if you see them again. They are at Luna’s Chapel right now.

Thank you, and regards,

Zeyir


As Narwa finished reading this, she had to breath heavily first… Zeyir was right… She had the wrong name… “Ariia must have misunderstood something…” She grid her teeth, reading the letter over and over again. “If they are at Luna’s temple already, I might come too late!” She jumped up, grabbing her hat and running down to Raven.


“Lalala…” Raven hummed while giving the little bat some fresh meat. It was really enjoying her presence and Raven started to love that little bat. “ I really envy your master, you know that? You are such a sweet little familiar…” She patted it satisfied and looked over to the stairs. Someone came running down…

“Raven!!” Narwa jumped down the stairs with such incredible speed, Raven had to step back for a second…

“Woa! Hey, calm down, what is it?” Raven grinned and stepped back a little more as Narwa ran up to her.

“I… I must tell you something!” Narwa closed her eyes. Now she had no other choice anymore…. The time was too short! “I’m not human! And I’m not from Midgard! My name is Narwa Ainu and I am a goddess from Asgard!” The words came out with such incredible speed that Raven needed a few seconds to fully understand what her friend was just telling her… “I am looking for a summoner, not a friend, and as it seems, Allen is that summoner! And if we don’t hurry he will make a giant mistake! He will lose his life in vain!” Tears ran down the pale cheeks of the goddess while her hands were shivering.

“Wh… what?! You… you are kidding me, right?” Raven blinked, considering this a very bad joke, but Narwa’s behavior and her sad expression told her that she spoke the truth. “What are we supposed to do!?”

“I must go to the Dark Chapel and prevent them from doing something stupid! I must fly or we don’t have a chance to reach them in time!”

“Alright, I will take our bags and follow you…” Raven gulped at the thought of Allen dying in the Dark Chapel and ran up the stairs. Narwa watched her for a second, sending a glare down at the letter in her hand.

“I’m sorry I didn’t know before…” She closed her eyes and ran towards the door. As she passed the exit, and ran into the dark, a silver gleam lightened her. Two beautiful white wings spread out of her back, glowing in the dark night as she flew off towards the Midnightqueen’s temple.



Callo leaned against the wall, sleeping a little… the previous fight had exhausted him… and the fact that Zeyir was gone now didn’t really lighten his mood at all…

Allen only stared at his daggers… Why didn’t he help his friend!? How could he even call himself his friend if he did not interrupt the fight!?

“Dammit…” He hit his fist against the floor, hoping the pain would make him feel a little more comfortable…

“That won’t help… Allen, we couldn’t do anything, it was just too many of them.” Callo opened his eyes, looking at his companion with a saddened face.

“But…”

“No buts. What would have happened if we interrupted? They would have killed us and taken Zeyir back anyway.” The elf sighed and walked towards his friend, offering him a hand. “Come on… Now it is up to us to save his world as well.”

“Maybe you are right…” Allen sighed and took Callo’s hand, standing up slowly. “Guess then… should we go and summon Luna and Sol now?”

Callo nodded and looked towards a giant door behind Nocturne’s and Luna’s statues. “Let’s go.”


The altar-room of the Chapel was not as giant as Sol’s altar, but the thousands of crystals, silver ornaments, dark spheres and glowing flowers that lit the room, made it an even more impressive altar than the spirit of light’s one…

“This looks amazing!” Allen stepped in, careful to not touch anything.

“Are you ready?” Callo looked a little nervous…

“Yeah! Alright, let’s start!” Allen walked up to the altar, opening his arms, unleashing his Mana. “Midnightqueen. Great Spirit of Darkness. Keeper of the shining moon! Show yourself and fulfill your divine duty!”

A dark spiral formed on the altar, releasing the black mist, Allen knew way too well…

“You called for my might…” Luna’s empty eyes glared down at the young summoner. She sighed for a second then flew a little sideward, as if she awaited someone else to appear.

“Do you really want to do this, Luna?” A smaller shadow-spirit appeared on her side all of a sudden. The white hair with one black strain running down his forehead shone softly in the light of the gleaming flowers.

“Shadow, please stay away. You know, I am awaiting Sol.” Luna showed with her hand towards the exit, telling the spirit to please leave the place. Shadow grid his teeth and disappeared in another cloud of dark mist.

Allen and Callo watched the show a little confused. What was going on there?

“Please excuse his manners.” Luna nodded and looked at the empty spot again. A flashing light appeared all of a sudden, forming into the Great Spirit of Light, Sol. “Welcome, to my realm…”

Callo bowed down immediately as he saw the holy spirit, showing his respect in the manner his tribe had taught him to.

“You have come.” Sol looked down at Allen and Callo, curiously. “Are you prepared to take on our combined might, young descendant of the van Tirith-tribe?”

“I am.” Allen stepped forward, ready to form his very first pact.

“Very well. This process will cost you most of your energy, but you should be alright if you carry Ameran’s blessing with you.” Sol smiled warmly and flew closer to the young summoner.

Allen looked up at Sol a little confused… Ameran’s blessing? Callo seemed a little confused as well…

“Maybe he is talking about your lineage…” Callo whispered towards Allen who nodded agreeing.

“Probably…” The human spread his arms, ready to unleash all his Mana. “But why did you want to form a pact with me at the very same time? Wouldn’t it be easier if we had formed one pact after another?” Curiosity rose in Allen.

“Darkness and light reject each other. We can only enter your Mana at once. Forming a pact with you after you already formed a pact with Sol would be my and your death.” Luna smiled softly. “I am glad to become your partner, just as I was your mother’s…”

“Let us start then!” Sol opened his arms, unleashing his might. So did Luna. The dark and light Mana of both of them whirled around in the room, filling the air with an immense energy. Callo had the feeling as if all of his Mana was pushed out of the room. He covered his face with his arm and leaned against the pressure to not fall back.

Allen in contrary stood in the middle of the stream, arms wide open. His eyes seemed so empty as the Mana of Luna and Sol entered his body. Every human part of him seemed erased…

“STOP!!” Suddenly the door to the altar-room swung open. A woman with long silver hair and a pair of white wings stood in the doorframe.

“Narwa! What are you doing here!?” Callo turned around, falling back a few steps by the Manaflow. “Wait… you are a—“

“We must stop him!!” She ran towards Allen, a small amulet in her hand. It had the shape of a crescent moon and a round ball in its middle. A small arrow was attached on the end of the amulet.

Narwa tried to get through the Manaflow, but was too weak to get through. “Callo! You must give Allen the amulet or he can’t take on their Mana!!” She threw the amulet at Callo who caught it with ease. “He is going to die otherwise!!”

Callo gasped and tried his best to get through the stream. He had to give his hardest to move forward but after a few seconds he finally reached his friend, attaching the amulet around his neck.

All of a sudden the Manaflow changed, floating right into the amulet instead of into Allen. After a few seconds, it was over…

“Allen?” Callo tried to shake his friend, but no reaction. The summoner just stood there, without any movement. He looked more dead than alive. “Allen! Talk to me!!” Callo shook him harder and harder, but still no reaction.

“I was too late…” Narwa fell back on the ground… “No…”

“Allen!! Wake up!! Come on!!” Suddenly, energy seemed to float out of the young human’s body. He collapsed right into Callo’s arms. “What… what is wrong!? What happened!? What have you done!!” Callo deathglared Narwa, demanding answers.

“No human can take on such an immense amount of Mana…”

“But there are people that make pacts with so many other spirits and it never—“ Callo was interrupted by Narwa’s sad face. Tears curled down her cheeks. “I… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you cry…”

“That… that’s not it… If I just would have realized my fault earlier… if I just would have known before that Allen was the person I was looking for… none of this would have happened!” Narwa stood up and walked over to Allen. “He… is still alive!”

“What!?” Callo looked down at his friend and tried to find his pulse. His hand was shaking too much to feel anything, but the soft breath he could feel from Allen’s mouth were proof enough that he was in fact not dead yet.

“He needs rest! Here, you can take this as pillow!” Narwa rolled her hat into a bundle and laid it on the ground. Callo carefully placed the weak man on it.

“And what are we supposed to do now?”

“We can only hope that he will be able to regain his strength…” Narwa looked down at the young man… It bugged her that she was one of the best healers of Asgard, yet she was unable to help…

“…” Callo leaned back against the altar. “If just Zeyir was here…” He sighed heavily…

“I received a letter from him… He wanted me to tell you that he will be alright… You must continue your quest! It is too important to all worlds to just stop it!” Narwa bit her lip.

“He wrote you a letter? But… you are an angel!” Callo seemed confused about that… Didn’t Zeyir hate Narwa?

“No, I’m a goddess, not an angel… but, yes he did. Zeyir knew my true face from the very beginning… I’m just glad he realized that I was searching for Allen. My partner had told me a wrong name. She must have misunderstood something through her magic crystal and thought I had to look for a girl named Alena…” Narwa felt as if a heavy burden was taken off her shoulders. “As it seems, I can’t hide my true face very well…”
Callo didn’t know what to answer on this… If Zeyir really trusted her, even though she was from Asgard, then he didn’t know a reason why he shouldn’t trust her as well…

“I will set up camp in the entrance-hall. Maybe a little fire and something to eat will wake him up again…” Callo smiled softly. He knew it wasn’t going to work, but just staying here and doing nothing would make him go insane…

“Alright. I will try my best to keep him stabile.” Narwa nodded and watched Callo leaving the room.



“This is it.” Kyrin and the other demons stopped in front of a giant stone-gate in the middle of the forest.

“…” Zeyir bit his lip… An otherworld-gate… It’d bring him right back home, and that was the last place he wanted to go to right now…

“Don’t make such a face.” The demon-king patted his son’s shoulder, trying his best to cheer him up, but it was no use. “Zeyir, what exactly makes you believe you would be able to help those Midgardians!? You are inexperienced in traveling, you don’t know anything about Midgard, you don’t even know how to cook for yourself!”

“That’s not true!” Zeyir snapped, receiving a weird glare from his father. “Allen taught me a few things. I can make soup for example!” It was a meaningless fight but Zeyir wanted to show his father at least that he was not absolutely right.

“Soup, huh?” Kyrin had to laugh at that one.

“Yes, soup!” Zeyir growled angrily, balling his hands into fists.

“Soup…” His father shook his head, now laughing even louder.

“…” Zeyir crossed his arms in front of his chest. The demon-soldiers around him had a hard time not to laugh as well, but he couldn’t care less…

“You really like it here, huh?” Kyrin patted his son but then turned towards the gate again. He pushed a small rune one the side and suddenly the carvings in the gate started glowing in a blue light. The giant stone-doors opened, releasing the sight at the wide planes of Galdor.
Alright, new chapter! I apologize for all the cliff-hangers but I just never can find a good point to stop at beside my cliffhanger-thingies there xD


(For anyone who didn't get my description: The amulet is the one Ary is wearing in the manga!

oh and... Who knows... if Callo gives poor Allen some of his food he has a 50/50 chance! Either Allen wakes up right away to spit it out or he is going to die a fast unpainful death... >_> They should try that if all other hope is lost!!!=P)



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:lol: Poor Narwa, accused of romantic scheming... ;)

Ary's pendant, huh? I'm gonna go look for it in some of your pages...