I woke up in the cave where I first met Dayson… sitting up on the smoothly paved stone floor and feeling the cooled warm sun over my body. Dayson.. I thought, DAYSON! Eyeball what happened? I asked but with no response I started to panic. Please… Please Be Okay…
"Hello? Is anybody there? 2-35? 3-no-1? Please! Answer Me!" I called out within my soul. "Why won't anybody Answer? Act 1? Rez? Somebody Please!"
005: "Quiet child. It is a time of mourning…"
"Mourning?" I thought to myself, feeling around the room I felt nothing but stone till I hit it. The stillborn body of my late brother taking slow but heavy breaths. "Eyeball… Eyeball please let me see Him!.. Let me See Him!" I shouted, tears starting to run down my face. "Listen Steamy," Dayson said, "It's not your fault, and it's not their faults either." What? My fault? No, their fault? What does he mean, I asked. Please tell me what happened! "they're…" You're hurt, I can smell the blood around you. "Yeah, ahahah, they got me pretty good didn't they..?" Who's they? "Hm, they'll let you soon…" Please Dayson tell me what happened- "Listen to me Steamy," Dayson said, cutting me off while coughing up blood. "These are my final words to you, so come here. Closer…" I leaned in feeling multiple gaps in his body. "Dayson you-" "Listen… Steamy, I'm sorry I didn't tell you soon." Tell what?" "Telling you that I was your brother…" Cough, Cough. "In fact I knew the whole time you were my little sister… It was just, just so hard to say it out loud, ahahah…" It's not the time to be joking around Dayson, please save your breath. "I'm so sorry you had to find out this way." Cough, Cough "I wish we had spent more time together…" "You know, I read a book saying you shouldn't cry when people die, but instead, it said to be joyful and happy for that person…" I knew he was running out of time, I could hear his faint heartbeat getting slower and slower by the second. Yet I just sat there, crying like a dog watching its owner move on before their passing. "PLease Dayson… Don't go. Don't Leave Me Too!" I grabbed what I could feel, what was left of his body and hugged him as closely as I could. "Steamy, I want you to know that I loved you, and that I'll miss you… so hear my final words…"
"Don't cry too hard, it'll ruin your face… And don't blame them.. It was that mad bastard's fault. And his fault alone. I know I've taught you well. Well enough to live on your own. So don't just sit here for weeks waiting for your own death haha. They wouldn't let it happen… And lastly for my final word…
"I love you, my Dear, Daughter."
"Da- Dayson!" "no No NO" PLease one of you. Can any of you help Him!? His body's still warm, At least one of you should be able to heal him! Right?
005; "It is too late, child."
Sitting there, hugging Dayson tighter and tighter, I felt the warmth of the sun fall acid to the fright of the moon. The warmth of Dayson faded away with the rising of the moon, his now cold and lifeless body reflecting the warm day and now perceived the cold night. "It was too cruel," the once brilliant sun that filled my spirit with its sunshine, now shone a cold lifeline. "Help him," I repeated over and over again. It rained heavily that night, with thunderous clouds that seemed full of tears, like it was a sign that the moon was sharing my grieving. I stood there for 3 days, soon holding nothing but air in my arms. I don't know where my brother's body went, as by the end of the day, my eyes were still defective. But I like to believe that just like my mother, his body dissipated, and his spirit was left to watch over me. It was the only logical explanation, anyways.
005: "Child, you must go now… You must keep on moving, or else your brother's efforts would remain in vain."
Yes… I know… but 005, can I ask you something?
"Ask me anything, child."
Could you show me what happened?
"Child… At a later time, when it is right we'll show you."
Eyeball: "But for now, it is best you wait till then."
Okay then, if it's something you guys don't want to show me, then it must have been something pretty horrible right? Something you guys would hide to protect me… I hope you promise to tell me at a later time then.
""Yes child""
It was something they chose to hide to protect me indeed. Though the day I was told was long from this day, my reaction to their states would have had no differ in the slightest.
Because of my disabilities, 2-35 and Eyeball had to help me find my way back to Daysons cabin. Opening the door for me, the cabin had been untouched again, till today. Mixed with the fragrance of wood, and long overdue coffee, the cabin welcomed me back with open arms. "I need to clean up this place." I said while feeling my way around the room. Finding my wheelchair and the dart that guy left behind, I sat down, tears filling up my soul. Thinking about the future is hard when you can't stop thinking about the past. Though Dayson told us that, 'He's taught us Well. Well enough to live on our own.' I truly didn't know what to do from here on out. So for who knows for how long, I cooped up in that cabin keeping it nice and clean, only ever going out to do things in the garden. My time in the cabin was peaceful, but a little lonely… Of course I had Eyeball, 2-35 and 005 keeping me company, but it felt like a part of me was missing…
I got to know a lot more about the others inside of me, like Eyeball: a small eyeball looking creature with bat-like wings and poisoned tipped tail. He not only could give me vision, but he could also cast magic spells. Similarly to Eyeball, 2-35 told me they were a Spectre, a ghost of some sort. She has very strong telekinetic abilities, and though she lends me her power, she still hasn't granted me her name. And last but not least, We have 005, one of the 7 great Artifacts within me. He told me, 'though all Artifacts are equivalent to each other' he probably had the most raw power out of all of them. Annddd~ that was really all he said about himself. But, together with the 3 of them and many of thee other spirits in my body, I gained an immense amount of knowledge that would be almost impossible for me to explain, so I started to write a 'book' about it.
I continued to grow plants, and clean the cabin. I'd take long rests to get stronger bone mass in my body while they teached me more and more everyday. With so much to do, little by little I slowly began to close the gap that had filled in my heart, and I started to rebuild my core. I learned that my disabilities weren't healing because I was born with them. It was because I vasseled so much power, and so much potential that removing them would be like trying to change the course that the oceans flows on. It's impossible because that's just the way nature works. More time passes when a lady suddenly walks up to our porch.
Lady: "Hello? Is anybody there?"
Give me A minute!! I shouted rolling up to the door. Hello? Who are you?
"Ah- forgive me for intruding. My name's Awihna but… could you please open the door while you're talking to me? Hasn't your parents told you manners young girl?
…um I- don't have parents anymore…
"Oh, um… This is really awkward… Well anyways. Is Dayson there? I need to talk to him.
Dayson? You know Dayson? I asked out of immense curiosity.
"Well of course I know Dayson sweetie. I'm his Grandma."
Grandma? "Eyeball please, give me vision" Then do you know who I am?
"Who are you?" She asked blankly, "I dunno probably some side chick for all I care."
"Side.. Chick?" I asked her, what is that?
"Wow you must be really sheltered if you don't even know what that means" She replied back to me with a snarky attitude. "Could you stop playing these games, little girl? I can see what you're doing!" She says as she grabbed Eyeball by the tail making him scream out in pain.
Okay ok, I'll stop… I said, slowly opening the door.
"So anyways, who are you?"
I am… your granddaughter.
"Huh!?!?"
"What do you mean granddaughter? I have no such thing."
Would you believe me if I tell my story then?
We spent the day introducing ourselves to one another and sharing our sides of each story, although at first Grandma seemed like a very stuck up person, deep down she was really sweet.
And Now were here,'
"I… I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. That must have been very traumatic for you… It took ten long years for me to find you. Are- are you okay?"
'Am I okay?' I was really taken aback from those words.
"Am I?"
I haven't been asked if I was okay since Dayson was here… Am I okay? I was so busy taking my mind off the loss of Dayson that "I wonder if i am okay too…"
"You Wonder?!? Oh you poor thing come to Momma."
I laid down into her. Feeling the warmth of another human, or maybe the warmth of the last sane person that's related to me and Dayson. "You remind me. Of Him" I said with tears starting to form down my eyes. "'It's okay, sweetie, bun, I'm here now…'" Hearing those words reminded me so much of Dayson. I started breaking down into tears, and I let all of my barricaded emotions out all over Momma.
'Crying' I- I Miss Him So Much! Momma! Why! Why Does This World Have To Be So Cruel!
"It's going to be okay."
Why Must I Go Throw So Much Tarnish! 'More Crying' WHY ME!!!
I cried my whole heart out that night, but with Momma being there to comfort me, I would soon make a full recovery, refilling the gaps, and tiny cracks left from my soul that was left untouched for a long time.
The very next Morning.
"I Have Decided! My Little Steamy Bun!"
Huh what do you mean Grandma?!?
"I'll Be Taking You With Me!"
WHHATTTT!!!
End of Chapter 3: Volume 1