Kira (a yogscast fanficton)

Inthelittlemeeting

My body burned, falling through time and space, all I saw was blackness, all I felt was pain. I wanted to scream but I had no lips, I had no body, I just hurt. I was a breath on the wind, just floating in emptiness, feeling nothing but the pain of my death. That was the truth, I was dead. Suddenly I saw something on the darkness, a face, not a human face, it was the face of death himself. He was only a black hood that stood out on the darkness of everything else. The rest of him became visible, only a body with a black cloak around him, I couldn't see his features still, he was only a hood. He beckoned me forward, willing me to follow, so I did. We walked further and further down the paths of death, each step harder then the last. Was it supposed to be like that? It was like something was trying to pull me back, something was fighting for me. I grew weak and fell to my knees, for as I got closer to our destination I was becoming visible against the darkness. Death turned around and beckoned again for me to get up and follow, but I stayed down, something, or someone, was fighting for me, I had to fight back. Death walked back and stood me up, silently telling me to keep walking. When I didn't move, he forcefully came back and yanked me onward. He would not loose this fight, I was destined to die. I fought back, pulling and yanking against him, I felt bits of my flesh fall off but I couldn't feel the pain anymore, all I felt was the determination to live. Blood seemed to stain the darkness, leaving red marks standing out as the only thing you could see. Blood from my wounds in the fight before, blood from this fight now. I tried to twist from his grasp, tried to get away, it was useless, he had me and I was done for, there was no escaping death. I resigned and let him pull me closer and closer, to a place I could never come back from, I could almost hear the laughter of Hades as I came ever closer. Then a face streaked across my vision, I barely recognized this person, only that it was the boy, about the same age as me, with the gray hoodie hood over his head. The face seemed to chase Death, pushing him back, not letting him go any further, this was the one who fought for me, who gave me the strength to fight back, I loved him for it even though I barely knew who he was. Under the face materialized a body, he wore a gray hoodie and sweats, just like when he and the other boy fought for us. He turned and ran up to Death, taunting him, luring him away from me, this boy was saving me from death, even when I was already dead. The boy looked up into my eyes, I could tell they were telling me to run. As the boy held off Death I ran, ran in the opposite direction, coming back the way I came. Soon I saw the boy behind me, he was strolling, I slowed to a stop and let him catch up. I wanted to thank him but I still had no capability of speaking, by the look on his face neither did he. He motioned me to follow him out, slowly we walked back into the light. I slowly came to, not opening my eyes, I just laid there. There were arms around me, tears that weren't mine on my face, a head resting on my hand. "No...it didn't work..." I heard, it was the boy's voice, I still couldn't seem to find my voice yet, I could only lay still until my energy came back. Suddenly there was lips on my lips, I was being kissed, my eyes flew open and I saw the face of the boy who fought for me, I kissed back. Shocked the boy jumped away slightly, "I...I...I...um..." He stammered, I just looked at him then reached forward, hugging him. "Thank you" I murmured into his shoulder, my first words after being dead. When we released each other, (he had hugged me too) I looked around the room, I seemed to be in a sort of tree, Zoey lay in Rythian's lap, both of them were asleep, tears stained their faces. There was the other boy, the one who wore a green shirt and a bandana, he had sandy colored hair, and was watching the boy carefully, tears were in his eyes. "So she lived..." He said in admiration, a smile playing at his lips. "I told you I could do it..." The boy holding me whispered. "I never doubted you Toby...I knew you could do it" he smiled, he walked over a kneeled on the ground next to us, "my names Martyn, your savior here is Toby" his eyes were a crystal blue, so this was the sapling king. Toby looked at me, he had beautiful brown eyes hidden under a mop of brown hair, he was quite cute. "Rythian was extremely worried about you, for awhile he wouldn't let anyone near you. He just sat bent over you for hours, he wouldn't let anyone see you. When we finally got to see you the blood had stopped. He really loves and protects you...Kira, he said your name was?" Toby said. "Yes Kira is my name..." I looked over at the sleeping form of Rythian, he had perfect reason, I would have done the same for him. "There was something strange though...the blood of yours left on my hoodie was charcoal grey...why?" Toby asked, I gasped, "um...er...it's...it's hard to explain..." I stammered, "sorry, I shouldn't have asked..." Toby said embarrassed. "We should wake Rythian and Zoey, they will be happy to know your alive." Martyn said. "No....please just wake Rythian, let Zoey sleep, she will find out when she wakes." I said. Martyn walked over and carefully shook Rythian, he sleepily opened his eyes, Martyn whispered something in his ear, he turned and looked at me. He held Zoey up and then carefully placed her down on the couch. He walked over to me, "Kira, your alive" he carefully took me out of the hands of Toby and hugged me, it was comforting to hug him again, he was more of a father then Ridgedog had ever been, fathers don't imprison their daughters in sky castles! "Toby you did it!" Rythian said happily turning to Toby, releasing me. "I told you I would, and it only took..." He counted in his mind "2 weeks was it?" Toby said. "Yeah about..." Rythian replied. "Wait wait wait....it's been 2 weeks? I was only there for about 10 minutes!" I asked, suddenly very worried. "Yes, 2 weeks, but Toby here would not let you die, he did everything he could. Nothing worked until he tried to connect with Death, he knew enough to know that you would be making the trip to the underworld." Martyn said, Toby blushed, "well...I studied up on this sort of thing awhile back." "He fell madly in love with you too" Martyn added, Toby turned the deepest scarlet, "hey!" He shouted at Martyn. "Oh lay off it! It's so bloody obvious!" Martyn laughed. Toby just sat silently, his face flushed, obviously deeply embarrassed. "It's ok Toby, I like you too" I whispered, I wasn't sure wether I wanted him to hear, but he did, he turned and looked at me, a smile crept on to his face. Martyn leaded over and whispered something in his ear, Toby blushed and playfully pushed his friend away. All the laughing and talking woke Zoey and she looked up, suddenly fully awake. "Oh my gosh! your alive Kira!" She yelled, jumping off the couch and flinging herself against me. "I'm so glad your ok!" She said. Zoey. The only mother I have known since I was very young. I loved her so much, I was happy to find I had family here. I hugged her, "I'm fine, Toby saved me." I said looking at Toby affectionately. Zoey giggled, "Toby really cares about you." So there we sat, talking and laughing, all happy to be alive and in each others company.

Authors notes-

Alright...so this is weird...anybody catch the Greek mythology reference in there? I love mythology! Ok also I thank @sranice for the idea of Toby and Kira as a couple! It wouldn't be the same with out you! Please tell me what you think! I have big things planned for Kira and her life! If you have for me, I love hearing them! Thanks for continuing to read this story as I struggle through it!

~Brisingr

Alright, as I said I shall explain here how I get these ideas of mine!

So normal people get ideas from the books they read, the stuff in their minds? Idk....

I get my ideas from little things in my life like, the shape of a cloud, or something someone said, etc.

The idea for Kira's medicine came from me drinking a bottle of water that tasted terrible, and I thought story plot idea right there!

My mind works a bit different then most people's do, you see when I get a story idea it becomes an imaginary world, I live as the main character and basically roleplay with myself and invisible people in my head, then I write it out here for you!

If you think I'm insane, well...that's mostly true, I am very much insane! But now you know the honest truth of how this story had come to you from my mess of a fantasy mind.

~Brisingr