ETHEREAL THE 10GEN

Chapter 30

Third(other) POV

3 hours have past since the ordeal had acured, since they saw kazashi and ethereal. Everyone was in the common room yet not a word had been spoken ever since. No one knew where they were and no one dared to try. Kazashi and ethereal were similar in their anger control, only difference was that kazashi was direct and hers was indirect. To go near them would be an invitation to a fate worse than death.

The atmosphere was grim, cold and hostile as all sat in silence. Worse was that sensai was in his sleep, one he goes through to obtain his visions but they would take days at a time to end.

Homura hadn't moved from where she stood, instead had sunken down to the floor with her head held low, her hair converting her eyes as she rested her head on her knees.

Shinra was the one furthest from all of them, choosing to lean against the fridge staring at them a few meters away. Mizuki was sat on one of the couches with both arms on his knees. Miran mimicked his posture but he held an expression lost in thought. Hana was sitting near mizuki but on the floor resembling how homura was, but her head faced the side. Okami hadn't returned. Misaki stood solemnly near miran's form.

Sktshhhhhh-click- "come in, come in! Is anyone there!?"

All eyes slowly drifted to Okami's voice sounding from a com watch which was on the coffee table Infront of Miran.  The leader of the Nobara didn't move, instead lazily shifted his gaze towards the com.."listening" he muttured lowly.

All listened in silence, hearing disrupted noises in the background "I kno...that  theirs someone but I'm t.. far- aw...y, arg!" Everyone raised their heads to listen, a knowing feeling growing in their chest. Kazashi and Ethereal we're not good at controlling their emotions...

..shktss-click- "North of Auzui in t..e ..Amado fore..t flam..s appeared fr..m  nowhere-Woa!"

Everyone violently stood up and looked at each other, then the watch, then at Miran who quickly grabbed the com watch "okami! Okami can you hear me!?" He questioned his voice getting louder and louder by the second. The deafening silence not easing the day's outbursts.

"...N..rth of Auzui-THE KAMADO FOREST IS ON FIRE! FLAMES APPEARED AND IT SPRE--CLICK..."

Without wasting a second shinra pulled out a small golden ring from his finger and tossed it in the air, a second later a portal appeared. Everyone ran in only to stop at what they saw.

With Ethereal..... Her pov

' what Im I supposed to feel?...'
We're the only words my mind could ask, as I watch my home burn down.

Before my eyes, layed a full display of the events that occured 4 years ago, taking everything that I loved and cared for leaving memories that follow me day and night. Aswell as brought turmoil, pain and suffering to both me and everyone around me. The forest fire.

I looked around only to be met with flames burning my skin leaving a harsh sensation on my skin, and yet I let it. After all I am the person that killed so many at a younger age, I was the one who could have saved everyone if I had used my art so long ago, but no. I watched and crumbled as everyone who looked up to me for guidance and help, who had built the little trust they had turn to nothing but ash.

I should do something, reminding myself again of the possibilities  I could do, my art of energy pulses and sergies leaving my frame partly visible under the fires harsh orange blaze, that shined over my pale skin.

A bright discharge of purple energy flows elegantly  throughout the land, confused. I weakly raised my head only to feel the very life drawn from me in that second.

And yet I sat, and stayed seated and slighty trembling and for the first time a felt a single tear run down my face,  as I watched kazashi set ablaze a place I thought would forever florish, the original district of Cikena, my home.

He moved swiftly and fast, completely in sinc  with the harsh red flames produced from his outstretched arm. His entire being had an outline of blue light flames dancing on his clothing and skin.

Every turn he made allowed the once beautiful vegetation to burn and darken before withering away.

More tears silently ran down my face as my body slightly moved towards him. I wanted to scream, yet my voice was rough and my throat went dry, letting me to only stare and watch everything happen all over again, but this time. This time was worse because a person I trusted and cared for, destroyed something that made everything turnout the way it did.

My body was slouched on the ground.  I felt a surge of more tears roll down my face causing me to grit my teeth, my once slick and silver locks where threaded and wild as I let my face fall, allowing for once my mind to run wild. I felt my heart beat quicken with every passing second and my breathing became regid. I look around for whatever reason, I tried to hold in my tears, I tried to ignore the screams from women, men and children from all around me.

I looked around still on the floor, feeling the eyes of everything and everyone, the dreams that had made me spend hours near the coast of the sea. I would have been at home....my family could have still been alive..

I heave a heavy breath and shut my eyes.Trying to swallow the pain in my thought get my breathing and everything back to normal, but nothing worked. If I.. if I had reported him the very first day! Then they would have still been alive... I would have had them here with me.

I let out a humourless laugh which only got louder and louder, mixed with sobs while endless tears met my lap. Then why I'm I still here? Why. Am I still standing. We're the only thoughts that repeated in my mind while I smiled at nothing but the ground in which  still I faced knelling.

For the first time, I felt it. I felt a scorching heat run through my body. It felt as if flacks of hot coal had littered my skin, but I still sat there. Comforted by the burning wood around me, slowly the screams began to die down as I focused my last remaining energy to keep myself under control. My nails wrapped and clawed at my arms which I had resorted around my torso. But it just didn't do anything and I felt in a split second every burnt soul gaze at me with my head down.

It was silent as everything stopped, my tears, the screaming and I let it all out with a battle cry.

In the process, I created an inferno of terrifying heights and  yet i did not notice. I sat there my figure only a scratched shadow in the center of the flames that swallowed me.

I no longer had tears, I longer knew what to feel. Only the ghost of feelings I had locked away to hide what I felt, pain. Even if I was the one who cause it to others I still wish I never experienced it.

The flames seemed to burn nothing and everything while I let out a long scream of agony, not by the fire but by what I had witnessed and been through for so many years, what I've tried to hide and keep hidden....

...flames!

T.A.M