The Last Envoy - One Shot

Lightning's Oath

 The night is still and dark and I am drowning.

Literally.

The water pressing in on me. It feels almost comforting yet suffocating.

When I was on land I was told stay underwater, cut yourself when to firework went off and come back up.

It was that easy, drown yourself, then bleed out.

So there I was, under a snug blanket of water. Slowly drowning. A blurred flash of light came from the surface, my signal.

Drawing the blade I was given, I sliced it across my palm, my blood swirling in thick clouds around me and sticking to the blade.

I had to come up. I would drown for real if I stayed much longer.

But I stayed under anyway, my lungs burning. When the weight of water had almost become comforting over scary, when the second signal went up.

I stuck my soaking head above the water, and proceeded to exit, only to have the blade taken out of my hand and to be told to wipe my palm over the Musou Isshin.

That took me off guard. That was not Raiden Ei's blade, it was Raiden Makoto's.

It was pushed in front of me as I wiped my hand over it.

Sopping wet and with the pain in my hand, it would be easiest just to lay on the sand and just lie for a while and let the pain wash away from me.

But no. You can't do that. I doggedly stand up.

And walk. It seems like an eternity before I reach the Archons. I stand in front of them, trying not to let the pain reach my face.

One has the earrings in her hand. Those earrings. They represent something different to everyone who receives a pair. I don't know what they mean to me yet.

That is something that I can't have done for me.

The Raiden Shogun seemed to be infusing my blood within the stone of the earring.

Couldn't this be rushed a little?

After what seems like forever, the earrings are handed to me. There seems to be an almost scary connection between the object and myself.

I put them on.

Time almost stops.

"Stop it!"

I couldn't believe myself. Was I that delusional that I was yelling at accessories?

But the time reverted, speeding up again.

When I looked up, the twins were smiling at me. No. 11 of the fox envoys. The first one that wasn't trained in Celestia.

"You know it's done now." The voice took me by surprise. Mother's voice.

I laid down on the sand, just as the storm began.

Inazuma really is a pretty place. Is the only thought I capture before blacking out.