The rippled water began to show moving images, like a dream in liquid, of
the lupess that you have seemingly become. Not only did the pictures move,
but you could smell, taste, and feel all the things you were watching as
though they were really happening to you. This either had to be some weird
dream, or some sort of magic... either
way, you seemed unable to avoid it.
Warmth. Safety. Love. The image of two newborn lupe pups swirled into life
upon the liquid surface. One pup was grey with gold and navy stars covering
his legs, and the other was white with dark feathered wings upon her small
back. They were barely an hour old, cuddling into the belly of what was
presumably their mother; a white starry lupess with stunning green eyes.
Another canine sat nearby, observing the new small life forms, he was grey
with his own pair of feathered wings resting at his side.
.."We were born January 21st 1821,"..
a calm feminine voice
fluttered into your mind as you watch the moving picture of the small
canine family, .."A litter of two, Ayado and I. Our parents always
wanted a family, but we were nothing like what they expected."..
The voice almost feels as though it is your own. As though your own
thoughts are explaining the images you are watching, explaining the
memories that you had seemingly lost. In fact, as soon as the words are
spoken you experience little 'aha' moments, like finding the word that was
just at the tip of your tongue.
The liquid movie changed, to reveal the same two pups. A few months older.
Their eyes unnaturally gazing out at you. The white winged female, oddly
looking like a young version of the creature you had become, had horizontal
lines for pupils. No irises at all. The grey male, also without irises, had
.."The instant our eyes opened, our parents thought something was
different about us, and it was only a few months after we were born that
they confirmed that suspicion."..
Suspense filled your gut. As though
you were getting tests done to find out what kind of disease you had.
.."Things started happening with us. Ayado's eyes would glow red as he
painfully would get visions of the past and future. If I touched someone
with my skin, and something like a memory was heavily on my mind they would
instantly be pulled into vivid dreams. Or if someone else had a memory on
their mind, and I touched them, I would be pulled into it."..
Is that what's happening? Before you really get a chance to contemplate it,
feelings of alienation overcome you. You're strange. You're not natural.
Your parents think something is wrong with you. They can deny it all they
want, but when you see their deepest memorable thoughts -- you know that
they think you somehow don't belong.
.."They loved us, they just couldn't grasp that we were gifted. Things
like that didn't happen in real life. Only in fairy tales did magic exist.
My parents were unaware of the reality of mystical power, until the day
they found that Ayado and I were special, not freaks of nature."..
The image began to change, showing new faces outside of the small canine family. The
faces are of snowy white canines with blue markings all over them. The scenery
changed too. Northern. Mountains. .."Our parents, trying to find out why we
were so different, searched miles for anyone who believed in magic. When Ayado and
I were 8, my mother heard stories about the two Alphas from the pack of lupes that
lived miles north of us, having a litter of pups that had strange abilities. I
don't remember how long we traveled for, but we traveled north to the canines in the
mountains. That's when I met Frost and his family."..
Frost? Who is Frost? Something about the name brings strange remorseful, and yet
grateful, feelings to the pit of your stomach.
.."While our parents were busy talking with Frost's parents, Ayado and I got to
spend some time with Frost and his siblings."..
You watched the liquid image of
the four pups playing with strange gifted abilities. .."Cure could heal any cut,
Keen had super senses, Shift could seemingly teleport since he traveled so quickly,
and Frost could manipulate and create ice out of thin air. To discover we weren't
alone in having magical abilities made us feel like we belonged somewhere;
furthermore, our parents discovered that some creatures are just chosen to have
abilities, through some higher power, and they began to praise us. In fact, they saw
us as miraculous blessings."..
.."Since Frost's family lived so far north from our homeland, and our parents
were not fond of the cold (and neither were we) we said goodbye to them. In the last
few moments before we left their home, Ayado was bombarded with the strangest
vision. A vision that remained a mystery to us for many years."..
The liquid swirled with a horrific image of an older Frost. His body surrounded by
blood and he lay dead on the frozen rocky earth. Many more bodies were also
splattered around his, but they were blurry and unrecognizable. A strange and
unfamiliar voice echoed, almost sounding as though it was drowning in water, and it
said: .."He is the answer. He is the soul of the savior"..
The liquid movie began to move in fast forward. Speeding through moments into the
future. .."Growing up we never really had much to worry about. We were naïve and
used our gifts for selfish reasons. I would vividly tattle on Ayado, by showing my
parents moments in my memory as proof. Ayado would play 'fortune teller' by trying
to force the oncoming of a premonition for praise. This was always ridiculous, since
he could not control when he got one."..
You watched as years and years passed
in the reflective surface.
.."Isn't it funny how even the simplest of days can become so significant? Until
this day, we had figured that we understood the extent of our powers, but we
discovered that our abilities went far beyond visions and vivid memories."..
Playing With Time
The water swirled and rippled, and as the images started to become clear you could
make out Ayado and Deja sitting, pacing, and talking in jest, by the very pond that
you touched to begin watching these memories. They were young adults now; Deja
looked her current age (21 years old to be exact) and Ayado had grown into a young
adult with a confidence laden stature. The pond's water was much lower than now,
which made it visible to see that the pond itself is really just a water-filled
canyon. Very deep, without even the slightest shallow end.
.."We were inseparable. We had the type of bond that only the luckiest of
creatures are fortunate to find. Yado was always careless. His confidence often
got the best of him, and sometimes I joked that he had no inhibitions at all."..
Just like the other moving pictures, this one pulled you in to it. You felt the:
joy of the laughter of watching Ayado perform his oft-done act of making silly faces
and treading along the edge of the pond, the love of Ayado and all his
ridiculousness, and the utter horror as he clumsily fell over the cliff and into the
water. He couldn't swim. He never could. You watch Deja plunge herself into the
water, and you can feel the cold pinch of the liquid as if it was soaking you to the
bone. You watch as Deja continuously elevates her brother and struggles back up
towards the water's edge. But the water was low, and the edge dropped off like a
cliff. It seemed hopeless. Hours passed. The images seemed to speed forward, but
the feeling in your stomach made the time seem more real than ever. Constant
struggles of trying to keep the two afloat. Ayado had long since passed out; he
must have hit his head on the ledge on his way down because blood had crusted in the
fur on his head.
Then, unlike all the feelings of hopelessness that you had been feeling, you now
feel guilt. Deja saw an opportunity for her to pull herself out of the water, a
rock, protruding from the edge of the cliff, sticking out enough to allow her to
pull herself up... but there was no way that she could take Ayado with her. The
guilt of the thought of actually going through with this plan, and allowing Ayado to
drown, overcame you.
.."Yado, Yado wake up!"..
The image of Deja spoke with a quiver, though she
looked the same, she sounded younger than the Deja you had been hearing
omnisciently. Yado's eyes opened to reveal his star-shaped pupils wearily gazing at
his sister. .."You have to pull yourself up on that rock there, okay?"..
felt the guilt grow stronger as you saw the suspicion of Ayado's refusal come true.
He shook his head weakly, that small movement obviously taking more energy than he
had. The sun had long since set, and the coolness of the night made your muscles
feel even stiffer in the freezing water.
.."You're going to have to hold yourself up then."..
The words she
spoke, were spoken with determination and belief that she could possibly make it up
and pull Yado up, but the feelings you felt were solid in their knowledge that there
was no possibility of Yado making it out of this water alive. You watch as Deja
pulled Yado closer to the rock ledge, and forcefully pushed his paws onto the edge.
.."Just hold yourself here, okay?"..
You watch in anticipation as Deja pulled herself up onto the rocky ledge, and then
up again to the grass. Her whole body ached with the cold, and she turned herself
around and extended her paw down to help her brother up. Yado was drifting out
again, his eyes obviously starting to loll, and his already weak grasp was sliding
from the ledge. Desperation, and adrenaline, gave Deja the ability to extend her
paw forward with the slightest touch of Yado's paw. She pinned her brother's paw to
the rock, somehow the pads of their paws were touching. Her brother had no
strength, and he was not helping to pull himself up, and Deja could not do it.
Yado's eyes met Deja, and their eye contact was so intense. This was goodbye. This
was going to be the last time that they would ever look at each other, or ever be
with each other.
All because of: One. Stupid. Moment.
Suddenly you feel a gripping in the pit of your stomach, as though you'd been turned
inside out; furthermore, the moving picture seemed to pull into itself, like a
massive black hole sucking up the entire world. Then bam! The moving picture shows
that it is daylight. A spectral version of Yado lay on the pond's surface, as
though it were just a glass floor, and a spectral Deja stood on the grass, shocked
by what was before her. There, just as earlier, were past-versions of Deja and
Yado. Talking, jesting, and pacing by the edge of the pond.
.."Holy Flotato! What did we do?"..
very-alert-and-very-much-okay voice boomed out of the moving images, as his spectral
self easily jumped onto shore, seemingly defying gravity to do so. .."De..
we've totally gone back in time!"..
He sounded much too happy for the entire
situation, as Deja was in some sort of state of shock. The past-selves obviously
could not see or hear the spectral versions of them, or they'd be turning and
noticing the conversation that ensued.
.."Don't be ridiculous. We must have died, or blacked out or.. or
something.".. .."No, no, no, no. We're not dead, sis, we time jumped. It must have
happened when we touched. We combined your memory jumping with my visions. What
were you thinking about when you reached for me?"...."that I was going to lose you forever, all because of one stupid-"..
You watched as Ayado's spectral self bolted towards his past self and collided into
his body just as he was about to fall off the cliff. He body checked his past-self
to shore, which completely prevented him from falling in the water. Then, as
quickly as it had begun, the image sucked into itself again, and the gripping
feeling returned briefly as the liquid shifted back to moving images of Deja and
Yado, safely on the grass beside the pond, on the could-have-been-deadly night.
.."I know you're confused, but there is still more to tell."..
voice filled your head as you started to feel the pain of your dislocated wing
again. .."After we had discovered that we could jump in time, Ayado wanted to do
it again at every opportunity he figured was best. For instance, if he had missed a
chance while hunting, he wanted to jump back in time to rectify it. I wouldn't let
him, but he always tried. He would put his paw on mine and wish really hard to go
back to a certain moment in time, but without my wanting it as well, it never
happened; furthermore, even though I was grateful to still have my brother, I vowed
to never time jump again. I knew that there had to be consequences to changing fate
like that. And though I didn't figure it out for awhile, after that jump in time,
Ayado and I had stopped aging. Because of that one moment of jumping back in time,
part of our existence had been taken away."..
.."About 3 years after the incident at the pond, rumors started to spread through
the land. "..
More of Deja's memories started flooding into your mind. Fragments of rumors of a
beast that seemed inviolable were suddenly being remembered. He was hunting
creatures with powers. The beast took shape in many different forms. The beast
would often change the body that it inhabited. It would take over, and possess, a
body for a period of time before getting bored with the vessel and killing the body
off and finding another body to act as its vessel. The beast had been known to be
in the shape of a gelert, skeith, uni, and in these images, a zafara. Most believed
the tales to be false, but Deja and Yado believed them. After all, if magic existed
to a few of those who are good, then it must also exist to a few of those who
.."The beast took on the English name of Devil. That's what everyone who ever
survived his presence spoke of him by, so he adopted it as his own name. He still
exists today, in your world. I don't want you to start believing that we somehow
conquered him. We did tame him, I guess... in a way."..
The water began to shift and swirl. .."Creatures from up north, came south for
sanctuary. They spoke of flames, smoke, blood, and just absolute horrors. The more
that sought safety near us, the more that others began to believe that the beast
.."Ayado and I spoke of going north to try to stop the beast. But with all the
creatures traveling south to us, injured and scared, came their memories. They were
so traumatized by their experiences, that if I brushed up against one of them, it
seemed as though I was always being pulled into their memories of the beast. I
would then share those memories with Ayaodo, and even with his confidence, he felt
weary of encountering Devil."..
The liquid film began to ripple in pulses as images of horror flashed upon the
water. These were flashes of the memories that the refugees unintentionally shared
.."We had formed a new reputation for taking in the wounded. Creatures
would come to us from the carnage of the beast, and we would provide them with
shelter, food, and a renewed sense of safety. In some cases, the creatures that
came to us were too traumatized, or too injured, to ever leave. Many had horrid
nightmares, reliving their encounters, and some even were killed by just their fear
of the beast."..
The rippling calmed as an image of a strangely serene looking canine came into view.
Her fur made up of soft blues, grayish purples, and greens.
.."And then we met Yiore. She told us that she was a higher Being that came to
our realm to stop Devil from upsetting the balance of good and evil. "..
.." Yiore told us about how special it is to be alive, and how much potential we
had. She told us that our spirits were chosen before we were born, chosen to be
given the special gifts that we were given. But she also warned us to not go after
the beast. Yiore Left, and Ayado and I continued looking after the refugees. It was not a week later, that we heard about the beast taking his new form as a lupe. Fewer and fewer refugees made their way to us. Devil was stronger than ever, and in the memories that the few refugees brought with them, we learned that the lupe that Devil had taken the body of - was Yiore"..
The water showed the image of Devil, now in a vastly different body - barely recogonizable to be the body of Yiore. Her once petite frame, was now gigantic, her soft oceanic coloured fur - was now the blackest black with flame-like markings on her hyper-demonized features. The only indication that the body was once Yiore's was that the marking on her forehead, though now different in colouring and twisted to include the mark of Devil, was still there.
.."The next few months were horrible. Our parents"..
The image of a familiar canine came to view. He was an adolescent now, on the merge
of being an adult, and his normally white and blue designed fur, was stained with
.."There was only one survivor that made it to our homeland this time—his name
was Swift. He was severely injured, and with his memories, and his last breathing
moments, I was able to witness Devil in the body of a lupe -- barely recognized as
Yiore –- standing over the two bodies of Swift's parents. In that memory, I felt
Swift's heartbreak as Devil then killed Keen, Cure, and Frost."..
The beast was moving more and more south, closer and closer to where Deja and Ayado
had a pack land full of refugees. Yiore said she was going to stop Devil, but he
now seemed stronger than ever.
.."We have to go De. We have to figure out a way to stop him."..
Once again you could hear Ayado's voice, this time tame and dry, as you saw the
memory of the moment play out in front of you.
.."You've seen him, Yado, through others. What could we do?"..
An idea: to jump back in time to a time when Devil didn't exist; however, it would
not be possible. Deja and Ayado could only go back to moments that they both
.."We don't have time to sit around and wait for him to come to us. We need to
head to him... we can think of something on the way."..
The liquid film shifted and changed to show Deja and Ayado traveling through the
forest just north of the pond that you are currently watching the moving images on.
.."We weren't even an hour away from home, when Ayado got his vision of Yiore.
Often we can't tell the difference between a vision that is of the past from one
that is from the future, but this vision was obliviously of the past. He shared the
vision with me, as he usually would, by allowing me to jump into his
You see Yiore, alive and well, with Frost's family. It was a very simple encounter.
She spoke to Frost and his siblings, in a similar way to how she had spoken to Deja
and Ayado - she told them they were special, and chosen before their births to have
the responsibility of having their powers. She told them they all had potential. And
in her final moments before continuing on her travels, she whispered something to
Frost. The vision didn't allow for the whisper to be heard, as it ended abruptly.
.."Why would the Powers that Be decide to show Ayado such a random, and seemingly
useless vision of the past?"..
Deja's omniscient voice seemed to mimic your own
thoughts, .."But then again... why does anything happen the way it does?"..
THIS IS STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION
Memories are funny – they aren't always accurate. We accurately remember emotions,
but actual occurrences become stale and untrue. For me to see a vivid, and true
occurrence, it has to be a
Start going north, encounter Devil in the forest just north of the Pond on the way.
The smell of him – blood, death. Etc etc. Deja dislocates her wing, because he
throws her, with the smallest flinch of her paw. – In that moment, painful as she
was flung against the ground, she saw the image of Yiore meeting Frost – Yiore's
memory. Yiore was still 'alive' inside of the body that Devil had taken over. It was
her voice that they had heard on the way into the forest. The vision is of the
whisper that was cut off before. It said "turn back". Ayado, no inhibitions, jumped
on him to fight him. Crazy and stupid.
*In this section – must incorporate meeting YIORE. Yado bumped into her and
caught a vision of her meeting Frost's family. The future that they change
– Yiore leaves a day early – [in the changed memory Yiore spends a few
nights because she hurt her leg. Establishing a relationship between Frost
and Yiore – so that she returns to him when Devil as possessed her, and
protects Frost from Devil, and then Devil possesses Frost instead of
-death destruction. Up north. Creatures sought sanctuary. Flames. Death.
Smoke in the air, always. Etc. Death. Death. Death.
-Then Ayado and Deja went after the beast. Yiore's body.
-Ayado, risking his life to save Deja, jumped on Devil's back. All happened
so fast, they both ran. Basically re-iterate/re-show what was done at the
very start of the page. Hehehe. XD
-THIS IS WHERE THE MEMORY FLASHBACK OF WHAT THE PAGE STARTS OFF WITH,
-waited. Heart pounding. Fear overcoming her. He wasn't chasing her. Was he
chasing Yado. Did he have Yado? He had to of had him. He did the last
moment you saw him.
-Miraculously, out of no where, Ayado showed up. Something about the beast
having a slight inner battle. (Yiore fought off Devil inside of the
-smoke. Destruction. Death. This world was not what it used to be.
Connecting the dots. Frost-- savior. Yiore.. the one possessed knew Frost
before she was possessed. It all had to add up.
-didn't matter if they died, lose something else. What other option did
they have? So much death and destruction.
-time travel again.
-back in time, to Yiore and Frost. Before Yiore ran off to go after the
beast herself. Small instance. Causing the onset of Yiore and Frost to fall
in love. Distracting her with him, the mortal feelings she had.
-complete time shift/warp.
-beast-- took over Frost. Strong.. he fights, suppresses him. He is
tortured for life, but for his torture the whole world lives happier.
-Deja now carries scents of old memories.
-cannot find Ayado. Always had a connection when they were younger. Always
travels back to this pond, hoping to find him there. Never is.
HASN'T HAPPENED YET.
Suddenly, that bright flash of blue light appeared, blindingly, again. The
water, the forest, and the foreign feelings that you had been feeling
disappeared. You feel dizzy, confused, and that bright blue light faded
away-- leaving your vision to be slightly impaired with floating dots.
In front of you there is this lupess. Her fur mainly white, with each of
her paws, and her muzzle, dipped with coal and upon her back, there sat
large and dark feathered wings.