KatelynOTierney

She could swear the shock waves weren't so violent before. And the pain! That excruciating, blinding pain! She heard screams, but didn't know if it was her or someone from the past. Now all those memories, all those feelings made sense. Zephyr was born with an enormous magical power, but she lost herself to it as she advanced. As long as she got what she wanted, she didn't care for anyone else. The problems started when her wishes wronged others. None were left alive who went up against her; no matter, who they were. She understood the sorrow reflecting in Kay's eyes now. His sister was a powerful witch, but in the end, couldn't stop Zephyr

'I've been waiting for you...' Kay broke the silence of the palace. It was empty, except for the two of them. Zephyr stopped in the doorway, clutching the amulet. If she could find the last piece, the pentaculum would be complete. 'I knew the location of this piece' Kay continued, looking around the gloomy palace. An eerie feeling was present ever since they'd stepped inside. 'It was obvious.' 'What... do you mean?' 'Don't tell me you don't remember this place' he seemed extremely angry. 'It has a familiar feeling, but...' she shrugged. Kay took a step forward and Zephyr backed away. She was alone with him, because Marduk couldn't get t

'You will know in time' Marduk replied. It seemed that this was his only answer to everything. 'I'm so sick of you telling me that!' she shouted, walking off. The dragon followed her. 'Don't follow me!' He stopped. 'But Zephyr...' he started, but she cut him off. 'Either you tell me what I want to know or our paths will part.' Marduk knew she didn't know the weight of her words, but nonetheless, he had to comply. He bowed and stayed silent. 'So that is your choice' Zephyr's voice sounded cold, but he felt that she was hurt. She trotted off, never looking back. The dragon could sniff her out, of course. But if he wasn't near when the ne

Kay knew the woman before him was just a shell of her former self, but he couldn't stop the images from appearing in his mind. All the blood, all the tears, all the pain... His sister's broken body, after Zephyr was done with her. She was evil with such unimaginable power. If he allowed her to collect all the pieces of the amulet, that would mean all that magic would return to her and the world would be in danger, once again. But, as she looked at him with frightened, innocent eyes, he hesitated for a split second. What if losing her memories had changed her...? Then would have all those sacrifices been for nothing? In this fleeting moment,

She acquired another piece of the amulet and part of her memories with Marduk's help. As soon as she put the triangular pieces next to each other, they melted together. She knew how it would look like when it'd be complete. 'Zephyr' she heard the dragon's voice. It was still strange to listen to this name. 'Yes?' 'There's only half an hour left before the next gate. We need to hurry.' She nodded. Marduk explained to her that the circled dates mean she must find a piece of the amulet that day, before the next gate opens. The gate was that white light which transferred her near to the location of the pieces. Marduk could travel that way wit

'Phew, it worked!' the dragon sounded relieved, then it saw the young woman he held, shaking. Her screams were silent and the dragon lowered her on the ground. They were in the outskirts of Tokyo, alone. After awhile, she calmed down and took a few deep breaths to help regain her senses. She opened her eyes and glanced up at the dragon. He was only half a size of a human right now and had storm-grey scales. Sadness and regret shined from his intelligent, black eyes. 'It's not your fault, you know' she finally spoke. He looked surprised. 'You remember me?' She nodded and sat up. She grimaced at how weak she felt. 'I know lots of things a

For a moment, she felt weightless. Then the dive began. 'Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!' a piercing, scared scream tore from her throat. She was falling from the sky – she had just escaped from death by a sword, only to find herself plummeting toward an orange-coloured tower, with a sharp lightning rod on top. However much she tried to swim, to find something to hold onto, she was completely helpless against gravity. 'Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah–' WHOOSH. 'Aaaaaaaaah– Oh.' She stopped falling. 'Wh-what?' she stuttered, breathless. Her hand was above her heart, and she could feel the crazy speed it beat at. As soon as she became

She stopped under a streetlight to check the pieces of papers, again. One of them was a torn page from a calendar, with every Wednesday and Saturday circled, but she only knew that the next would be tomorrow. "Something important must happen then" she thought. Only two things were on the other paper: 'Tokyo' and 'Zephyr'. She has arrived in Tokyo, but who – or what – was Zephyr? She had a feeling the dates and names must have something in common. She stood there for long minutes, lost in her own thoughts. Silence surrounded her suddenly and she glanced up, alarmed. Then she heard the footsteps, coming ever closer. Turning around,

„It's funny how you would remember geography when you can't even recall your own name." She looked around the vast expanse of rice fields around her. The descending Sun painted everything in an orange light and something shimmered in the distance. As she stood alone, gripping a few pieces of paper, the wind picked up and brought a foul smell with it. She coughed and frowned. The stench didn't fit in there, but it was familiar. She crinkled the papers into her pocket and quickly started in the direction of the source. It triggered something in her absent memory – something unpleasant. The Sun almost disappeared behind the mountain