Supernatural Hunters of Delmi: Part VIII
Posted 26 April 2012 - 07:23 PM
Nick was relieved when all the hunters emerged from the cave, it meant no one had gotten killed dealing with the demon and the necromancer. However, most of them looked quite damaged and he watched as the werewolf bounded off to hunt and the vampire taking one of his females back inside the cave to another, smaller side cavern to feed in privacy. He shook his head as he went inside with Sasha while she repaired the rip that had opened here due to the actions of the necromancer.
Sephira took a long drink of water before glancing around at the hunters gathered outside the cave. At least no one had been seriously hurt, barring the two supernaturals, who had taken on the strongest foes in the cave. Graayth had gone off to hunt and Vincent had gone inside the cave to feed and rest in privacy. She noticed Tialyn on the ground and went over and sat with her, putting an arm around her. She could tell the other Elviri wasn't injured badly, but she was distressed and Sephira could guess as to why. She didn't say anything, she just sat there and hoped she was helping in some small way.
Posted 27 April 2012 - 04:40 PM
"It's going to be so hard," Tialyn whispered, meaning everything. "Thanks for being my friend, I know this has been hard for all of you, as well. I can't say much now, but...I have some decisions to make."
Posted 27 April 2012 - 04:58 PM
Posted 27 April 2012 - 05:39 PM
Time stamp: 14:25.
With the death of the Necromancer and his demon allies, Sasha and Nick had made a large pyre in the fire to burn the bodies and the research and artifacts that had enabled him to perform it. They had discovered that the necromancer had been attempting to bring his dead wife back from the dead and that the undead had been the results of his experiments. The demons of course had been using him in order to try to get into the mortal world. With all that done when nightfall came the Guardians began the journey home. They stopped off by the Kilairi city to drop Sasha and Nick off and be thanked formally by the Kilairi council who promised to look into better relations with Sandesina. Finally they had returned to Delmi to report to the Arl. The Arl thanked them for their hard work and rewarded them with a sum of money and gave them further week off to relax and rest...
Despite the fact that they were on leave for a week, Joanna had decided to accompany Tialyn to the Ellecrys temple about half a day's travel from Delmi. They'd arrived back in town and reported to the Arl yesteray before making the journey to see Laura and the Kilairi today. She figured she would be home again in Delmi by tomorrow which still left five and a half days to kick back and relax before resuming her duties. She finished putting her horse in the stables outside the temple and joined Tialyn to wait to go inside. Finally Laura walked out of the temple and went over to them with a serious expression. "Greetings." She said simply. "We are ready for you now. Please follow me inside."
Graayth had returned home to Delmi to find a welcome surprise waiting for him. The Ehre werewolf clan that he was a part of was in the Delmi area for a while as part of their roving travels. His mate and children were with them as usual and so he was in his hut on the outskirts of Delmi enjoying some quiet time with his family and getting updates on what had happened with the clan during his absence. One day Graayth would return to his clan after finishing his time with the Guardians however he didn't foresee that happening for a few years yet. Until then regular visits kept him happy.
Posted 27 April 2012 - 06:55 PM
Sephira spent the day after she got back making sure that Gaelan was comfortable, and then she went around to some of her patients to look in on them. She then went to the woods near their house to obtain some medicinal herbs that she was running short on. She hoped that TIalyn could get her message over to her former home and that she would decide to stay with them. Sephira would miss her if she decided to leave, but she would understand, she didn't know whether she could handle being away from Gaelan for the rest of her life.
When they finally arrived back in Delmi after taking care of the necromancer and the demon, Vincent had taken the money he'd been given and divided it between the women he had taken along with him. They would now have the time they needed to rest up and recuperate from his feedings and he got back to running the winery after taking a nice long rest. Tommy had done a good job, as always while he was gone. He knew he could leave the farm in his hands anytime he needed to go off on a mission and Tommy's pay reflected that.
Right now, he was out in his vineyard having a look at some new vines that they had planted from cuttings off some of the older ones. They were near enough to the house that he could get back if he got too uncomfortable outside. He was also thinking about what the necromancer was trying to do. To want to resurrect a dead loved one he could understand, but every living thing had an end, including him. His was just over eight hundred years away, barring something killing him before then. Until then he intended to live as he was now, solitary except for his crew and the other hunters when he was needed.
Posted 27 April 2012 - 07:54 PM
Suddenly there was a hum, a shimmering between the posts, and a slight electrical feeling throughout Tialyn's body.
"Where will this appear on the other side?" Tialyn asked, finally finding her voice.
Laura worked the equipment. "The temple in your world," she explained. "I've already been in touch with the Kilairi on that side. They're going to have your people waiting, but there's no way for you to cross over this time. You'll have to be content with speaking to them. I'm sorry we can't do more right now. And you won't have much time," Laura added, glancing at Jo and Talyn in apology.
Tialyn nodded. Then the other side appeared and everything happened so quickly. Her Captain, on the other side, stood before her. Joanna. Looking heartbroken and upset. They talked as there was nothing else they could do. The night Tialyn had disappeared, she and Reece being chased by the demon-infected and violent were-panthers, had gone horribly wrong on all fronts. The Headquarters had been attacked, the Guardians barely fighting them off...and after Tialyn and Morning Star had disappeared into thin air, Reece apparently hadn't thought. He'd just stopped his horse. It was then the were-panthers had overpowered him, killing him viciously.
His body, and that of his horse, had been found later, giving clues as to what had happened. Through her tears, Tialyn's gray eyes pale, she asked about the others. Everyone else was fine. The team...her friends...had all made it. Shaking her head, Tialyn realized there was nothing to go "home" to without Reece, her lover and best friend. She told Jo she was relieved that everyone was safe, told her Captain that she was fine here--here being an alternate universe--but that she couldn't return.
"I'm sorry," Tialyn suddenly sobbed, unable to do this anymore. Maybe there'd be another time. But for now she knew everyone, well, most everyone, was safe. And that would have to be enough to live with.
"Tell everyone I'm...okay. Goodbye for now, Captain," she said and bolted out of the room yanking her hood up over her head.
* * * * *
Reece had been sent out of Delmi for a brief time on a mission for the Arl and was still a half day's travel from home. He figured Jo and the Guardian team had returned. He'd been on his way back when he saw tracks leading toward the Kilairi temple and decided to make sure Laura was alright, as the Kilairi didn't have many visitors from this direction.
He frowned when he saw three horses tethered outside the temple, and one caught his eye. It was pure white with a long tail and mane. Reece shook his head, blinking. So much like...his breath caught for a second...like Tialyn's horse. Tialyn who was dead now. There was a gray and black striped cat sitting on the horse's haunches, green eyes staring at Reece. The cat stood up and seemed to stare toward the temple entrance then back at Reece. It yawned, then sat back down with front paws crossed over each other.
Reece started for the entrance when he was barreled into by someone small and sobbing. A hooded cloak covered the person's face but when he or she ran into Reece, the hood was flung off. Reece let out a surprised gasp and stared at the Elviri in his arms.
It was Tialyn! But it couldn't be, she was dead!
But the gray eyes that suddenly looked up at him were hers. The small, pointed face was hers. The long, white hair felt soft and familiar. And the voice that cried out "Oh my goddess!" was also Tialyn's. He barely realized she was fainting and scooped her up like a child before she could hit the ground.
Posted 27 April 2012 - 08:38 PM
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Posted 30 April 2012 - 07:33 PM
Still, even as he jotted down the facts, his accompanying theories and some wild speculations, along with various digressions into incidents from his youth that he hadn't thought about in years, he occasionally stopped, his mind wandering to Tialyn. He wondered how her talk with her old friends would go. He imagined it would be very hard for the poor child. He further wondered if she would choose to stay with the Guardians or seek out a new life; after all, being around people that are essentially imperfect copies of those you are familiar with must be like living in a surreal dream without the ability to wake up. He was determined that the information he had acquired from the Necromancer and the Kilairi could be turned into a practical method of traversing worlds.
Somehow, neither working on her studies of the Kilairi language nor running naked through the woods made Eru feel any better. She was depressed. All she could think about was Tialyn. It was great that the Kilairi could give her the opportunity to talk to her old friends, but what would it accomplish? It was tragic no matter what. The other Tialyn, whether she could communicate a final message or not, could never go home again and must spend the rest of her life among people that were constant reminders of everything she had lost. Eru understood how she felt because the other Tialyn was a constant reminder that her own friend was still dead. She had the nagging feeling that accepting this Tialyn was a betrayal of her own Tialyn, even though she knew that neither Tialyn would think so.
If only I could go back in time, she thought. If only I could go back in time.
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