Amethyst Genesis: Bleeding Ruby

Fey!

Hal was rustled by the sensation tickling his nose, he sneezed himself awake. His eyes slowly opened, he saw a ignid man with blue eyes and a bright smile across his beak right in his face "RISE AND SHINE SLEEPY HEAD!" . "AAH" Hal jumped back and scooted off bed and landed flat on his ass, he tried to use his left arm to grab a book to defend himself,  but the sensation of a left arm was void. From where his arm was, there was only a stub, his eyes widened and he started to panic, "Where is my arm, WHO ARE YOU!?" Hal started to shout and clutch his stub with denial. "Easy easy, calm down." The ignid started to diffuse the situation. "MY ARM IS MISSING! HOW CAN I STAY CALM!" Hal started to breathe fast and stressed. The ignid huddled close to him  "shush shush shush" smothered Hal in his chest, as he got a look at the ignid, he was rather muscular for a person of his kind, instead of a thin avian frame his muscles were bulging with hulking physique, although his orange feathers and beak were the only features that showed he was an ignid. Hal pushed him away, "It doesn't matter, who are you, and where am i!?"
"You are in the boss's room, and I am your new friend, Fey!" This ignid named earlier was way more cheerier than the rest of the ignids Hal met, he was bright and sunny compared to the cold stoic and dignified atmosphere that most ignids possessed, Hal regained his composure, and asked "Fey? Who is your boss?". Fey smiled even brightly "He is the best person ever! Lemme show you him!" Fey notioned Hal to follow him out the room, Hal reluctantly follows suit, the room was dark and the outside light covered by a light blue sheets. Fey was enthusiastic about showing his new friend his boss, he sat Hal down on the table by the kitchen.
Click..

A figure clicked on the lights, it was the same man who saved him in the alleyway, he silently hands him a plate of surgence vines, he notions him to eat the meal he has been given. "Thats very nice, but I'm no-" before Hal could finish his sentence, his stomach growled louder than his excuse. Hal embarrassed, quietly accepted the offer and started hungrily eating the food given. After he finishes his meal, He turns to the man and asks. "Who are you people?" The man looked at him and smiled, "Us? We're family. My name is Jeta, i know you want explanations so hear me out." Jeta said calmly. Hal listened closely. Yesterday was real, his arm was gone, none of this would've been fake. "Once upon a time an angel defied the laws of life and death for his brethren. His sacrifice was his godhood." Jeta stares intensely at Hal, "that angel was you. This was your 22nd time of reincarnation from the toll." Hal was left speechless, that mark on his neck, the woman who was in his apartment, meant those lifetimes. "But why?" Hal asked puzzled. "Lyra killed everyone, you brought them back." Jeta says calmly.

Hal thought about the woman in the apartment, and it slowly shifted to Kara. His face grew pale. "KARA!?" He stood up and ran for the door, but Jeta stopped him. He shook his head. "Kara is gonna be fine". He said firmly. "WHERE IS SHE?!" Hal screamed. Jeta looked him dead in the eye, "Lyra has her captured, she wants to use her as bait, so she wont hurt her." Jeta sighs sitting him down, "She wants you, Hal. She wont let it go unless she gets what she wants, and what she wants is you."
Hals expression became enraged. "SO WE ARE JUST GONNA SIT HERE AND DO NOTHING." Hal screamed. "No, we will save her, but you'll need to master your skills. You do want to save her right?" Jeta said sternly while shaking his head. Hal slumps defeated. "When will i be ready then?" Hal asks, "When you can land a hit on me." Fey says whilst walking up to him. Jeta opens up the door. From what Hal thought was an apartment was actually a sprawling underground garage with lights so bright it emulated sunlight.

Hal was shocked of how bright it was, its cold metallic texture lined with lighting made it seem so alien. Fey picks up a giant black broadsword from the floor with orange crack's pulsating, it looked alive. Hal walks across from him, and faces Fey with unease from looking at that broadsword. "Begin!" Jeta shouted. Hal outsped Fey and lunged for a neck strike, but Fey with the broadside of his blade smacked Hal back like a tennis ball into crates. Jeta ran to Hal to see he was alright, and Hal was unharmed, a red pulsation, an aura surrounding him protected him from scratches. His only arm , the dominant one clutched his blade tightly. He got back up dazed but fine, he tries to strike Fey at a different angle but again gets smacked again into the crates.

Aria and Jeta are sitting in the back with some lemonade on a table. "You sure this kid's ready? Look at him he's getting sent flying like a tennis ball." Aria asks concerned. Jeta turns to her and hands her some freshly made lemonade he made while watching the two. "He'll be fine." Jeta says sipping his own.

Fey yawned while still in a defensive position, he eyes Hal's every move with pinpoint accuracy like the rest of his kind. Not one move Hal made remained hidden from his gaze. Hal attempt after attempt rushed and got sent flying back from him regardless of how fast he went, and got sent flying back. As the hours passed Hal was bruised and panting. "Enough!" Jeta said firmly. "Just one more time..." Hal said exhausted. "Fine" Jeta says firmly from the determination in Hals eyes he saw, desperation. Hal faces Fey with his last burst of energy. He concentrates his thoughts, and as he did mist formed from himself. "That red mist...." Jeta thought. Hal rushed Fey and ran towards him, Fey goes in to smack him again but as he hits Hal, he fades to red mist. "Huh. That means.." before Fey could finish what he was thinking, Hal was behind him his blade pointing at his throat. "Impressive." Jeta says as he walks in to separate the two. "We will save Kara, you are ready." Jeta says. "Really?" Hal pants smiling exhaustively, it really tuckered the kid out, and he faints. "Fey, you could've hit less hard." Jeta says annoyed, whilst picking up Hal. "Yeah sorry heheh." Fey said grinning. The two walk back into the apartment getting ready to save Hal's dear friend.

Meanwhile in some prison, Kara is sitting in her cell with a sandwich staring at the window. Her ears twitch as she hears the hallway door open. Lyra walks in with more goodies.

"What do you want bitch?" Kara scowls at Lyra with intense vulgarity and disgust. Lyra smiles and chuckles as she makes a chair from light, and sits on it. "All I want you to do is give him up." Lyra say's smiling. "I promise to give you all the treasures in the world, in exchange for him" Lyra says calmly, with an eerie tone. "Let me go." Kara says angrily. "Oh that cant be so simple. I know that if I have you imprisoned, Hal will come running for you." Lyra says as her face twisted with glee. "And when that happens, you'll be helpless but to watch." Lyra licks her lips and laughs maniacally, her manic facial expression her joy and twisted desires rose to the surface. Her eyes widen and she drools with the thought of horrid things she'll do to Hal while she forces Kara to watch. Kara's primal fury broke out on her face, it showed her Kirinui heritage, her scales flexed rapidly, her frilled hissed and slithered like a snakes tongue. Her horns were twisting and growing in odd irregular shapes. Her rage was animalistic, she roared with her fury but the bars never broke. They were formed by Lyra's energy, nearly unbreakable. "Ta taa, dear." Lyra says walking away laughing. "IF YOU DO ANYTHING TO HAL ILL KILL YOU! ILL TEAR YOU APART, WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU'LL FEEL NO GREATER SUFFERING THEN."

SLAM. the door was closed, Kara was alone again.

To Kara, Hal was worth more than piles of treasure. He was her treasure. NOBODY ELSES, her prized jewel in her treasure hoard. Her delicate crimsoned rose in her garden, and that monster, that brute, wants to pluck it from her hands. "No not this time." Kara growls. She was gonna keep her jewel safe, and protect him at all costs, from that demon...
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