This scenario was so completely unlikely to happen that it hadn’t even crossed her mind that it could. And yet there he was. In the middle of the street, looking annoyed and confused, people giving him strange glances and snorting expressions she didn’t know. He seemed to be wandering around aimlessly. No doubt about it; the cat ears and tail, the similar face traits as Yokoka…
“This is bad!” Akali mumbled to herself, stopping halfway. She was fretting. How had she managed to bring so many people to her world? This was bad. Yokoka alone had been her intention but there had been these two lightning beasts which, on their own would have been fine considering they had proven quite useful, but now this guy… She turned on her heels and ran back home, deciding it was in her best interest to finish up her invention and send them all back where they had come from. Maybe this whole thing was a mistake after all.
“Keep him busy!” she called to the girl as she ran past. She looked completely clueless, and for a moment she wondered if she had been heard at all; ah, but no matter. There was no time for this. She ran back downstairs and ordered her two batteries to generate more electricity were they to go home at all.
Meanwhile in the hallway, the girl stood uncertain; was she allowed outside now? No time for this, she decided; she went to the door and stepped outside, suddenly shivering as she realized how cold the floor was; but that wasn’t important right now; she ran to the streets, spotted her brother, grabbed his tail and pulled him towards Akali’s home in a rough movement.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing, seriously?!” he yowled in surprise and pushed her away. He seemed on edge and pissed now, his tail fluffed up; she had his attention. “What do you want? I’m not in the mood, so get lost!”
“What, don’t you want to go back home?” she said harshly. He seemed to have a spark of interest, or at least she thought she saw one, but her vision turned to white, and before she could figure out what was going on she felt pulled to the ground, taken by a fit of coughing as she fell to her knees. She felt dizzy.
“Woah, what’s going on with you?” she heard him say. Was that… uncertainty? Worry? She couldn’t tell. It didn’t sound hostile, though. Thankfully. Her vision came back to her just in time to realize there was blood on the ground between her hands and she must had coughed it out. Her body felt hot and heavy again; but no time for that. She pulled herself back to her feet.
“That doesn’t matter right now. Just… Come with me. I’m sure you hate this place just as much as I do.” He still had his look of uncertainty in his eyes, but wasn’t about ready to fight with her in that state, she guessed. What, was he having pity? She wasn’t sure. But at least he was following her now, or at least letting her drag him around, so she led the way as quickly as she could to Akali’s house.
She didn’t even have time to close the door behind her that she was running up towards them, the two lightning demons ahead of her and waiting patiently; good, she was going to let them free. She let out a sigh of relief.
“Take care of yourself,” she noticed Temperment sitting quietly by one of the chairs. “The smell of death is still lingering around you; don’t give up this fight.” He then yawned and rolled back into his sleeping position.
“All right, let’s see if this thing works… Uh,” she seemed to hesitate for a moment and turned her eyes to the sky, apparently thinking. Yokoka felt a sense of urgency about her; if only she could hurry up before Yami decided he was fed up with waiting!
“Hey, calm down,” he said calmly, his eyes staring straight at her. She felt even more restless, but then he smirked and she felt confused. “You don’t have to squeeze my hand that much, I won’t run away.”
She broke away from him instantly with a yelp and crossed her arms, turning her back to him. She heard him chuckle. She felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment. She didn’t care if he was her brother; she had never relied on him for anything, and last time they had met, he had tried to kill her. She wasn’t about to trust him!
She then came to a realization that he hadn’t said that in the Forest language; what had it been, then? Wasn’t that… the Moon’s? She turned to look at him from the corner of her eyes, but he was back to simply waiting patiently, not paying attention to her any more. So he remembered how to talk it, too, then. Not that she had ever doubted it, but it felt as if it was proving further that they shared a birth.
“Hey you there, you almost done thinking? I’m getting a little fed up, I’ll admit,” he said in English this time. So he knew that language too. She wondered if he knew things she didn’t. He glanced towards her and she felt that he did.
She was a little too caught up in her thoughts and didn’t even make out the words Akali pronounced; but before she knew it, they were wrapped in a bright white light and she couldn’t make out her surroundings any longer.
Good luck, my friend. And please forgive my owner; she means well. She could swear she heard the cat’s words one last time but it was too late for her to see him any longer and thank him for everything. She felt vaguely aware of the two lightning demons going away; and then so did Yami, and then it was the human girl’s turn to be gone, until she ended up alone falling, falling, but where, she did not know.
When she opened her eyes she was glad to see green and trees everywhere and allowed herself a good sigh of relief. She was back. But where? She looked around and saw a good bunch of houses made from rounded wood and a good number of villagers looking towards her in awe. She looked around herself, suddenly a little worried she might have crushed something, but merely found Akali crashed on the ground. Oh. So she wasn’t alone after all.
She poked her softly with her foot and she seemed to snap out of it, grumbled a little and got to her feet as well, rubbing her head. “Oh man, I had planned to send you back alone… Apparently I’m back here.” She sighed and put on a mopy face. “Great.”
The villagers looked at each other for a moment; they all looked funny, Yokoka noticed, with their vivid colours, but then they all stared towards her at once and she wasn’t certain she liked them any more; what had they done?
“There is no doubt about it, chief; they smell like humans to me. Look like it, too!” one said.
“We should burn them!” another replied. Yokoka didn’t like where this conversation was headed.
“Death to the humans!” many agreed, cheering on. She didn’t like this, not at all.
“Wait, can’t you see one of them is a half-breed?” one said and for a moment she thought she might be saved;
“Half-breed is still half human! Brought up like one, from the smells of it, too!” There was loud cheering as they crept closer and closer to them… Didn’t Akali have some other brilliant escape plan down her sleeve? She certainly wished it was the case, but a glance to her answered quite the opposite; apparently she was to caught up cursing the sky that she had nothing but her bag this time, and about how she didn’t want to be here any more to properly notice the bind they were in.
Yokoka felt like cursing, too; cursing that she was stuck with this partner, cursing that everything was going awry lately. She didn’t like any of this. She hated it. She just wanted to go back to her journey; find Yfa and hug him for the longest time. And then sleeping until she felt fit. And then, she decided, she’d look for Tsuki. Ask him to take him to her Clan or something like that.
At this point she wasn’t certain of what she was wishing for, but anything to get her out of this place. She didn’t want any of this. She hadn’t asked for it. She wanted it to stop. She wanted the world around her to stop spinning.
She did have in mind to draw her sword and dared them to try and burn her; but then as she tried to grabbed the piece of cloth she realized it was gone; and then she remembered, it had snapped clean in two, broken by Hurricane’s claws. She hissed his anger at all of this. The villagers were growing closer. She felt Akali bumping into her and she nearly pushed her away to the ground in her anger; but managed to keep it to herself.
She wondered if now would be a good time to pray; she had never prayed once in her life. Who should she pray to? Kitsune? It felt a little silly to pray to the goddess of the forest when she felt she probably wasn’t born here at all. She closed her eyes and the Moon came to her mind. Who was the goddess of the Moon? She didn’t know. She tried to think deeper.
Tsuki. She blushed, feeling ridiculous. She had to get out of this herself, if she ever was to see him again. She grabbed Akali’s arm tightly and, searching for a hole in the crowd, spotting it, made a dash for it towards what she thought would be the exit.
As she did, she wished with everything she had that she would neither collapse before getting there, nor be caught by anyone, nor have Akali become a burden to her.