In the Absence of Light

Chapter 2: Darin

AN: If there are end notes included it is because I use end notes to keep notes on my story. 

Chapter 2: Darin

The first couple of days were unbearable and boring. I found myself challenging people to duels they wouldn't accept, and riding my horse around and around the riding court. At first I hated the deal I made to stay within the temple grounds, but then I began to teach the girls I knew were not truly ready to go out into the world. Every waking minute was soon filled with tutoring the girls in preparation to send them out the day before the two Lady's came back to Earth.

I began to forget my longing to leave, and before I knew it, a day became a week, and a week became a two weeks, I was still sane. I was too sane. The pain of separation was still present, but I was learning to live with the mortal person left behind.

I trained women who didn't want to be better. Some of these women were so close to the twins that they didn't really want to fight. Others had the right mind set, but lacked natural skill. Everyone had some sort of natural skill. The Lady would never choose someone without some natural skill. It was part of what made our mercenaries so special.

I worked to bring out that natural skill, because my mortal self-cared a little more for people than Zedigrivikonola cared for them. A month passed, and all the women started looking at me with awe, and treating me almost as a Lady. They seemed frightened by me, and if I tried to greet them, they would mumble something and turn their head in fear of my godly retribution.

I tried my hardest to bring Kyra out of her shell. I tried to tell her that she once played jokes on siblings with me, but she responded, "A humans wrongs should not be remembered. Violence is evil, and if you did such a mean thing, then you should regret the harshness of your actions, and beg the Lady of Light for forgiveness, my friend." She called everyone her friend, and remembered no one. I lost my temper and chucked a cup at her. I was tired of her wise woman act, and I just wanted her to remember me. I was frustrated with my lot in life at the moment, and I was taking it out on anything and everything.

I think the thing that was worst, was her reaction to me. Previously, she would have gotten mad and told me I had no manners. Now, she sat there with a blank smile on her face while the cup hit her. She didn't even flinch. She then told me, "Violence is not the answer. You should find a different way to take out your frustration."

I couldn't stand to be with her another second that day. I stood up and stalked out. I didn't look where I was going, and I almost ran into the white head priestess of the twins. She was glaring at me, and spoke harshly, "You, darkness, should not try to taint the pureness of our light. The Lady left her pure for the wisdom of the words that she speaks. Kyra is gone in favor of a woman who speaks wisdom to us and is revered."

I don't think she should have spoken to me when I was this mad. "For one thing light is not pure because it is the combination of all colors. Light is chaotic in its very nature. For another, don't order me around. I am part goddess, and I could roast your ass. Kyra and I rank way above your mediocre ass. And lastly, I have a responsibility to my partner to help her remember herself. I will help Kyra, and I will take her away from here once my two year deal is finished, and you and your dark partner head priestess of the twins can't do anything about it. Me and Kyra are partners, and we will stick together."

I turned to leave and I heard the woman say, "It's Kyra and I, and as priestess you forget the bonds of partnership in order to serve your goddess."

I could barely keep myself from punching the woman as I swung back. My voice came out venomously, "I don't care a rat's ass about grammar, and we never signed no contract saying I gave up the bonds of partnership or that I was required to be a priestess for life after being a host."