Rylla jumped up with a pounding headache and racing heartbeat. Looking straight up she see's the best view of her life. A huge waterfall surrounded by pine tree's with a crystal clear ricing shining off the beaming sun in the sky. They seemed to be on one of the tallest cliffs in the area at the time. Looking down she see's her wounds have been healed and sealed up with mana which confuses her. Looking to the side she see's something sleeping next to her. It was not a species she even recognized at all.
"What the fuc-" Rylla tried activating mana but nothing came out and it made her headache even worse than it was, which almost made her pass out again. Then she saw what looked like a fairy journal on his chest.
"I just don't know anymore" Rylla looked up at the boulder knowing how it saved her and about the red mana leading her there in the moments of what seemed like hell. Looking at the journal made her curiosity rise up, she was always a curious individual since she was born.
"Lets see what this journal is all about." Looking at the journal it seemed to be made of leather for the front and back. It looked like just any normal journal a fairy would keep on them, but this one had a lot more pages than the other. Silently her hand slid toward the journal to pick it up and not disturb the sleeping creature...Which she was still freaked about in the first place. As her hand got closer to the chest of the boy the journal started to shake and wiggle. It was getting more intense as her hand got closer to touching it.
"What the fuck...I'm still opening it I don't care." Scoffing at it she Finally ended up touching it but when she did a shock got sent out and blew Rylla backwards giving her a even more extreme headache. The shock emitted a red and blue aura followed by a small flowing purple essence along the ground that reminded her of fog. Her brain clicked on and she stood back up while the adrenaline or what was left at least came back on. Her body already exhausted from everything happening. Her parents abandoning her and attempting to give her to fairy slave traders, being chased by wolfs in the woods, and now waking up on a hill next to a boulder that lured her which seemingly appears to be next to a weird fairy. Exhausted Rylla let out a massive sigh and decided to rest and think for a while sitting on the tip of the hill they were on looking over the amazing view. Thinking about things deeper she has never actually seen a purple mana color. The four main ones are red for fire, pink for life, blue for water, and then yellow for air. She happened to know a lot about mana even though she was cursed and shunned for not having any mana capability. Its almost as if mana curses her when she gets near it.
"I cant even comprehend what purpl-" Looking out of the side of her eye she see's the fairy like creature start to wake up. Heart pounding she reaches for a non existent sword, which then in realization just gets ready to fist fight with fists up.
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Rial waked up to coughing up blood and then looking up. Seeing the view of the hills and mountains with the waterfall and river lightens his heart a little bit. But he notices differences right away...What type of trees are those, what about the flora? Everything was different, he looked at the view to see a rose like flower but instead of red it was aqua color and almost reaching half the size of the cliff. The green stem had hints of red throughout its rough texture.
"Where did that mother fucker send me..." Rial stands up still wobbling while the red blood steadily comes out of his nose. head down he starts crying while remembering earth. Tears flowing like no other knowing everyone he knows is dead. Memories of his family start to show up. His dad and mom taking him on trips to a place called Japan. The many people walking around the streets with neon signs on the tall rise buildings. Motorcycles finding there way around the foot traffic.
"Damn it, what is wrong with me!!" there is one simple detail he is missing in his parents faces. Everything. It was like a hazy figure is holding his hand touring the great city with him.
Realizing her position and looking closer, the more the creature resembles a fairy the more it makes her want to kill it even more. The raiders that caused this whole issue were fairy's themselves. The kids that beat her up were fairy's themselves. The people that mocked her for her green eyes were fairy's themselves. Fairy's calling her a monster and making her life miserable in the kingdom, schooling, diners. The story's she could tell. Everything rooted down to fairy's. This caused her to build up anger the more she thinks about a fairy. Maybe this one was part of the raiders? Maybe it was someone who mocked her? Rylla try's to muster up her remaining mana in the small dwindling mana core she had. At this point it was just about getting revenge and satisfying herself. Mana started to circulate around her hand. It was a very dull and transparent blue which meant it was a very weak water spell she was about to cast. The mana finalized in her hand and a small blue orb was in her complete control. Normally this would not be so hard and weak but after the past night she has an excuse. Then she launched the orb at Rial.
Rial was just looking at the view and the journal that was on his chest when all of a sudden he got all wet. Tickling him the water orb did nothing and he jolted to look behind him. He saw a blonde haired, green eyes elf like out of fairy tales. "Am I dreaming?" Pinching himself he realized he was not in fact dreaming.
"What are you?" Rylla realized she just tickled him and let her guard down some. If the weird fairy wanted to kill her there was probably nothing she could do. The creature looked at her confused.
"What the hell are you?" Also looking at Rylla confused Rial could not believe his eyes. He noticed slight blue aura coming from her which meant she was a water mage or at least back on earth she would of been. Looking at Rylla he knew it was real. "Hold on one second before you cast another ancient art." "My name is Rial Vancouver. What's yours" hands pointed up telling her to stop.
Rylla noticed that it was trying to say something but it was in a language she did not understand. Not letting her guard down she walked a little closer to the boy. "I can't understand you." Rylla tried to communicate by pointing to her ears and and making a X sign out of her arms.
"What is she, deaf?" Rial is now questioning her honesty or if she is just plain weird. For now he will just play along, its obvious no matter what the case is they cant communicate with each other at all. Looking back at her he tells her to stand down by putting his hands up, this shows he means no harm...hopefully. Looking closely at her he sees a lot more things standing face to face. But the one thing that stands out is the emerald green eyes. Even on earth in the stories they mean to be casted out in elf society for being unholy or a curse. This must be why she is all the way out here, they probably deemed her unholy and cast her out. If only there was a way to communicate correctly, I'm not going to be able to do anything without learning language or writing. So lets try this. Rial grabs a stick from the from the ground and starts drawing what seems to be symbols indicating his questions. He draws a arrow pointing at her and then a question mark. Trying to ask for more information on who she is though no communications was sure a very difficult task. They were from completely different world. Looking at her the girl is still ready to fight him any time, and if that were to happen he would definitely lose. The only thing he has is the brown cloak over him and his shredded clothes under the closed croak.
Rylla notices what he is trying to do with the stick and drawing the arrow and question mark pointing at her. Still being cautious, Rylla picks up a stick and draws a line through both the arrow and question mark. "I'm just ready to move on and find out whats next for me." A tear sheds through her eye.
"Just trust me" Using his stick Rial draws a tear and points it to a question mark. "We have both been through a lot." He looks up at her with a sad smile on his face trying to reassure her.
Rylla nods and sits down across from him, its like they both knew what they were thinking. They start talking about everything. They know they cant understand each others language. All of a sudden Rylla and Rial both burst out crying talking about their families. Rylla talked about the betrayal and how she was always shunned. Rial talked about his parents dying and how he would rather be dead with them. The tension starts to fade between them as they start to talk for longer and longer until the sun started to set on the horizon. The beautiful moon you could see in the night sky.
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Authors note:
College = time
work = time
novel:...My number one time
Remember I'm new to writing and this is a awesome hobby i am doing. I'm trying to be more consistent and plan on developing my world even more. You will see. PLEASE PLEASE Let me know if you have any tips. Tanks!