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Chapter 38 - Cogs wouldn't continue to spin if...
PART 1:
PART 2:
PART 3:
PART 1:
It was late in the afternoon and the dusk broached as it ever did. In the same bloody orange colour as ever, in the same silence manner. Birds, just perceptible of their certain black shape in the sinking sunlight, were flying through the sky. Their chirping lost its sound in the distance.
Three black, strange guises were resting on a grassy hill, close to a little village which was lain in a valley.
To describe it particularly, one was sitting on a stone reading a bible and the other ones stood under a tree, staring at the village at the foot of the hill. Silence occured between them, just the turning of the bible's pages was hearable, until a girl's voice broke it.
"I can't wait anylonger. Waiting makes me sick," Magier complained as it seemed several times every day. She wasn't satisfied with letting the things take its course. She needed fun, something that could keep her occupied. And that was just one thing. A brutal fight, the killing and haunting of exorcists. Why did she like it so much? She didn't know. It was kinda branded in her skin through the blood that was floating through her whole body. It was like destiny. Killing everything that isn't worth to live on this world.
She turned around, facing Jaques who silently read his bible. He was like a caregiver for Magier. Amaterasu was also an important person in her life, being worth to play tricks on. and go on his nerves. But Jaques was different. From the first time they met, she had felt respect towards him. He was slightly older but that was not the point. He was - Magier wasn't able to describe it - practised and this made him one of the creepiest Naoh among the family members. The way he fought, the way he gathered people around himself, forming a confraternity. His character was, one the one hand, creepy but one the other hand, it fascinated her. There were just a few Noahs Magier really respected, although they were family. And among Tiki and Rhode, there was just Jaques.
"You should quit complaining all the time, Magier-chan, "Jaques said, looking up from his bible and directly staring into her eyes. There was it again! The creepy look that even scared Magier. Of course she would carry it of well. She watched at the grassy ground and a bug that tried to climb up a culm.
"I don't wanna wait anylonger. I am going into the village down there now and ask for some information about this thundergod-bird legend!"
"You wanna 'ask' ?", Amaterasu laughed. "I doubt that anyone down there would give you a concrete answer when you show up, your sword liftet and with this grin on your face."
"Shut up!", Magier shouted. She took her sword that braced on the tree's root, then stepped towards the village. "I will manage to get a good answer. Just sit and watch!"
Amaterasu turned around and watched at Jaques who turned his attention to his bible again.
"Will she manage it? To ask without killing anyone? I kinda doubt it ", Amaterasu said frowning.
Jaques didn't answer. He already knew in which way this intention would end. She wouldn't make it, as always. There was still a part in her that stopped some years ago. The cogs wouldn't continue to spin if she kept behaving like this, in this childish manner. She discontinued walking forward when "it" happened. The only thing that grew, was her hatred for human.
"I am sure I can do it", Magier whispered when she turned her back to Amaterasu and Jaques, facing the in the afterglows lying village. "I am not weak."
Three black, strange guises were resting on a grassy hill, close to a little village which was lain in a valley.
To describe it particularly, one was sitting on a stone reading a bible and the other ones stood under a tree, staring at the village at the foot of the hill. Silence occured between them, just the turning of the bible's pages was hearable, until a girl's voice broke it.
"I can't wait anylonger. Waiting makes me sick," Magier complained as it seemed several times every day. She wasn't satisfied with letting the things take its course. She needed fun, something that could keep her occupied. And that was just one thing. A brutal fight, the killing and haunting of exorcists. Why did she like it so much? She didn't know. It was kinda branded in her skin through the blood that was floating through her whole body. It was like destiny. Killing everything that isn't worth to live on this world.
She turned around, facing Jaques who silently read his bible. He was like a caregiver for Magier. Amaterasu was also an important person in her life, being worth to play tricks on. and go on his nerves. But Jaques was different. From the first time they met, she had felt respect towards him. He was slightly older but that was not the point. He was - Magier wasn't able to describe it - practised and this made him one of the creepiest Naoh among the family members. The way he fought, the way he gathered people around himself, forming a confraternity. His character was, one the one hand, creepy but one the other hand, it fascinated her. There were just a few Noahs Magier really respected, although they were family. And among Tiki and Rhode, there was just Jaques.
"You should quit complaining all the time, Magier-chan, "Jaques said, looking up from his bible and directly staring into her eyes. There was it again! The creepy look that even scared Magier. Of course she would carry it of well. She watched at the grassy ground and a bug that tried to climb up a culm.
"I don't wanna wait anylonger. I am going into the village down there now and ask for some information about this thundergod-bird legend!"
"You wanna 'ask' ?", Amaterasu laughed. "I doubt that anyone down there would give you a concrete answer when you show up, your sword liftet and with this grin on your face."
"Shut up!", Magier shouted. She took her sword that braced on the tree's root, then stepped towards the village. "I will manage to get a good answer. Just sit and watch!"
Amaterasu turned around and watched at Jaques who turned his attention to his bible again.
"Will she manage it? To ask without killing anyone? I kinda doubt it ", Amaterasu said frowning.
Jaques didn't answer. He already knew in which way this intention would end. She wouldn't make it, as always. There was still a part in her that stopped some years ago. The cogs wouldn't continue to spin if she kept behaving like this, in this childish manner. She discontinued walking forward when "it" happened. The only thing that grew, was her hatred for human.
"I am sure I can do it", Magier whispered when she turned her back to Amaterasu and Jaques, facing the in the afterglows lying village. "I am not weak."
PART 2:
The evening-life circulated in the village. It was time about going into the bars, leaving the market place on which the stalls were vacated of remaining, not sold foot and other common things or preparing supper. White smoke escaped the chimneys and merged together with the white yet bloody orange breathed on clouds in the sky. Magier was walking through the village, searching for a suitable place to gather information. She thought the bar would be a nice place.
"I would rather kill all those people around here. Their fake joy and kindness goes on my nerves. Nobody is as happy as they are when they just finished their hard work. But when I kill them, I would never gather some information," Magier thought.
Magier drove the next bar she saw. It seemed to be very popular among the villagers.
"Red Crop" Magier read on a sign hanging over the opened door. She shrugged her shoulders and entered the public house.
She moved towards the counter the owner was standing behind, then ordered something to drink. The female Noah kept nipping on the beer until the barman turned his attention to her.
"What does a young lady like you want in such a sleepy village like ours?", he asked, still cleaning a beer glass in his hands.
"I just heard about a legend that should occur every hundred years in this area. Do you heard something about it?"
"What kind of legend?"
"The legend about the thundergod-bird."
Suddenly the barman began to laugh as well as all the other customers that seemed to listen to the girl's story. Magier needed to check herself. Her hand was already lying on the haft of her katana.
"This is just a fairy tale, mylady", the barman said after he had finished laughing. "Even the children know that this is no real story. Where did you got it from? How childish and superstitious a person has ro be to believe in such kind of story?"
There was it again. The piercing pain in her head. One of the them lied. Either the old bookman or all the villagers that had laughed. There was it, the fake kindness. They just made fun of her.
"An old geezer told it to me. A bookman."
The barman looked up, then his face became pale when the girl's face turned into the greyish colour and a line of crosses appeared on her forehead. The hand on the shaft shook, then the head of the barman was thrown against the glasses and bottles that were standing in the cupboard behind the counter. Blood spilled into the once yellow-golden beer and splashed against the wooden wall. The village-people shrinked back when Magier faced them with a grin in her face.
"Therefore, how the sin had come into the world through the human and the death through the sin, so the death is permeated to all humans, casue they all had sinned. Since the sin had been in the world, even before the law came; but where's no law, there's no sin redounded.
Epistle to Roman; chapter 5, verse 12 and 13.", Jaques cited and a creepy white light in the shape of a lethal crow appeared above the village.
"I would rather kill all those people around here. Their fake joy and kindness goes on my nerves. Nobody is as happy as they are when they just finished their hard work. But when I kill them, I would never gather some information," Magier thought.
Magier drove the next bar she saw. It seemed to be very popular among the villagers.
"Red Crop" Magier read on a sign hanging over the opened door. She shrugged her shoulders and entered the public house.
She moved towards the counter the owner was standing behind, then ordered something to drink. The female Noah kept nipping on the beer until the barman turned his attention to her.
"What does a young lady like you want in such a sleepy village like ours?", he asked, still cleaning a beer glass in his hands.
"I just heard about a legend that should occur every hundred years in this area. Do you heard something about it?"
"What kind of legend?"
"The legend about the thundergod-bird."
Suddenly the barman began to laugh as well as all the other customers that seemed to listen to the girl's story. Magier needed to check herself. Her hand was already lying on the haft of her katana.
"This is just a fairy tale, mylady", the barman said after he had finished laughing. "Even the children know that this is no real story. Where did you got it from? How childish and superstitious a person has ro be to believe in such kind of story?"
There was it again. The piercing pain in her head. One of the them lied. Either the old bookman or all the villagers that had laughed. There was it, the fake kindness. They just made fun of her.
"An old geezer told it to me. A bookman."
The barman looked up, then his face became pale when the girl's face turned into the greyish colour and a line of crosses appeared on her forehead. The hand on the shaft shook, then the head of the barman was thrown against the glasses and bottles that were standing in the cupboard behind the counter. Blood spilled into the once yellow-golden beer and splashed against the wooden wall. The village-people shrinked back when Magier faced them with a grin in her face.
"Therefore, how the sin had come into the world through the human and the death through the sin, so the death is permeated to all humans, casue they all had sinned. Since the sin had been in the world, even before the law came; but where's no law, there's no sin redounded.
Epistle to Roman; chapter 5, verse 12 and 13.", Jaques cited and a creepy white light in the shape of a lethal crow appeared above the village.
PART 3:
A white feather landed in front of Magier's feet, or was it black? Black and white flames surrounded her, gaining the mastery of the wooden houses. Carcasses were spread over the dirty and dusty street, blood had been splashed all over the walls, covering it in a deadly red. Everything was silent but the feathers kept falling. The katana in Magier's right hand vibrated. The whole village was turned into nothingness, with one single blow.
"First act", Magier said in a monotone way. The black bug she had seen before was calmly sitting on her shoulder, then flew away when Magier stepped out of the village, carrying death and destruction away.
When Magier reached the hill Amaterasu and Jaques were still waiting on, she didn't look up when she passed Jaques. He closed is bible. So the time hasn't come yet.
"Let us try to find other information about this legend somewhere else. I am sure some bookmen will cross our way", Jaques said.
"First act", Magier said in a monotone way. The black bug she had seen before was calmly sitting on her shoulder, then flew away when Magier stepped out of the village, carrying death and destruction away.
When Magier reached the hill Amaterasu and Jaques were still waiting on, she didn't look up when she passed Jaques. He closed is bible. So the time hasn't come yet.
"Let us try to find other information about this legend somewhere else. I am sure some bookmen will cross our way", Jaques said.
