The Thanatos Prophecy #1 [Rewritten As The Shroud Of Sharayar]

Night IV

Night IV
The Bridge Falls

Clop! Clop! Clop! The hoofs of the horses went as they sped through the villa.

Steering sharply, the girl turned a corner, skillfully directing her steeds to navigate the area.

Anubis had one question.

If he had never seen her before... why did she know where the town doctor was?

Shaking his head, he returned to staring worriedly at his pale mother heaving deeply inside the carriage.

It didn't matter now, he decided, she was here to help.

This didn't stop Honoka from staring warily at the girl for the last two minutes. He wasn't sure why, but she seemed to know something he didn't. This usually happened, but this time, Anubis wasn't sure if he liked it being that way.

Looking closer, the girl and Honoka had some similarities. Both had long wavy white-coloured hair, except the girl had silver streaks in hers. Their skin both seemed pale, likely to burn if a little too much sun touched it. Anubis originally wasn't sure if it was a trait of the Jaialyians. Honoka had seemed to at least handle the sun well, better than even he did.

Now he was even less sure. Focusing on the glaring girl, he asked what was now on his mind.

"Do you know her from somewhere?"

"Huh?" Honoka snapped out of her thought process, "What did you say?"

"I asked if you know her."

The Jaialyian shook her head, "No, not at all."

Anubis was confused, "Then why glare at her?"

"I was glaring?" she didn't look as if she even noticed it happening.

She shook her head once more as if to dissuade herself.

"I just don't like how convenient it was for her to show up. Almost as if it was timed somehow."

"You think she caused this?"

Honoka didn't seem to know what she, herself, was feeling as she shook her head for the third time in a row.

"No..." she trailed off.

"Then how's it convenient?"

The silverette held her head in confusion, "Look Anubis, I don't know what I'm thinking. Maybe I'm still over thinking from what happened yesterday. Just please, don't ask. Okay?"

"Okay," Anubis relented, sitting back as his eyes flickered to his mother, "...but still, what do you think is wrong with my mom?"

"I don't know that either, Anubis. I'm a fighter, not a healer. That's what your mom is... and Mahad too, I think..." she started to see a plan come together.

"Mahad?"

"Don't worry about it," she shrugged him off, biting her nail habitually in thought.

"Alright then..." they hit a bump in the road.

"Sorry about that," the girl apologized from up in front.

"Don't worry about it," Anubis reassured her, not noticing he'd said the same thing.

"Who are you anyway?" he thought aloud, "It must be pretty stressful for you to help us out."

The girl remained silent for a while. He was beginning to think she hadn't heard him.

"... Raqiyah," he barely heard.

"Huh?"

"My name's Raqiyah," she didn't seem to be much for words.