Dark Secret - Day 16




Posted by Sak

Here is my longest chapter ever, by a total of 536 words! Enjoy! Oh and a note of warning: THERE ARE NO BATTLES IN IT!
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Dark Secret
Day 16 - Outsiders

-- Kairi’s House: Outside, In the Front --

Anara took her flip flops off and slowly placed her foot onto the hot, white sand. It filled the cracks in between her toes, eventually covering her toes themselves. She really didn’t like the feeling of sand stuck in her feet; it sort of made her feel sticky and dirty. “So why is it that you wanted me out here again, Kairi?” Anara asked. Kairi sighed loudly, “I just told you, Anara. I want you to demonstrate your terrakinesis so I can write about it for this paper that I my pain in the ass ‘Magical Theory’ professor assigned for this weekend.” “Alright,” Anara said, “but I don’t think this will help much since the powers aren’t really magic based…” “Doesn’t matter. The paper can be on anything abnormal. So what kind of powers are they?” “Well, this amulet connects me to the Atlantean Guardian of Earth. Her name’s Furigana, I think. Man, I really should start speaking to her a bit more; it must be pretty annoying being crammed into an amulet all day long.” Anara casually levitated some sand into the air and compacted it into a crudely shaped, sandstone rock. Kairi sat down on a small boulder a few feet away and jotted some notes down onto some paper in her notebook. “And where did you get this amulet?” “I didn’t steal it, if that’s what your asking. The amulet belonged to a friend of mine named Angela. I wasn’t too close to her; we were more like acquaintances than friends. Then again, I really wasn’t that close to anyone that I traveled with at the time. So anyways, Angela sacrificed herself to kill some evil dude named Tsumi. Her bf, Mateo, got some idea to make us all Guardians of Atlantis, and he gave me Angela’s amulet for some reason. I would’ve preferred the Atlantean Guardian of Lightning’s amulet, though since I was supposed to be a thief and thieves were supposed to be fast like lighting and super cool and bull shit like that.” The sandstone rock flew around Kairi and Anara in circles, dropping sand particles off from itself every few feet. “And this power of yours, how does it work?” “Simple: I think and the rocks obey. If I want it to go to the left, it goes to the left. If I want it to go right, it goes to the right.” Anara demonstrated this by making the sandstone move from left to right. “I see. Have you ever tried moving the rocks in all of the directions at once?” Anara thought for a moment. “No… I don’t believe I’ve ever really tried that before…” “Could you try…?” “Alright.” She focused all of her energy on the sandstone rock floating in the air. She told it to go up, down, left, right, and all of the different diagonals at the same time. The rock seemed to try to listen to her commands and try to go towards the directions, but only one at a time. Anara thought harder; she commanded it more forcefully to go in all of the directions at once. No, she willed it to go into all of the directions. She closed her eyes briefly. When she opened them, her left eye glowed green and her right one glowed yellow. This time, the rock obeyed. The result was an explosion of sand and wind, sending Anara flying into the front door and Kairi several yards towards the salty ocean. “Fascinating,” Kairi said as she gathered her notebook into her hands and rapidly jotted down notes. She got up and walked back towards the house. “Does the amulet give you any other powers?” Kairi asked, helping Anara up from the ground. “Yeah,” Anara said, rubbing her neck, “I can make plants grow too.” Without waiting for Kairi to request a demonstration, Anara focused her energy on the ground once more. A few feet away, a full grown cherry blossom tree grew up from the ground at a rapid pace, like someone had pressed a fast forward button. “Fascinating,” Kairi said once more, again jotting down notes onto her notebook. Anara focused on the cherry blossom tree, and it sunk back into the ground. “So why didn’t you ask Hotaru about her power?” asked Anara. “I’m going to interview her next.” “Alright.” Kairi got up and quickly shuffled back into the house, leaving Anara alone with the sand.

-- Kairi’s House: Sara and Hotaru’s Room (a.k.a. the attic) --

Sara sat at her desk, typing away on her black computer’s black keyboard. The walls to her right and a little bit to her left were black with a few skull insignias roughly painted on them and a rather large poster of “Birds of Prey“ issue 87 with the Calculator doing three Rubicks Cubes with the faces of Oracle, Huntress, and Black Canary on them. The walls all the way to her right were simply painted a light blue color, and there were two beds behind her, each matching the walls that they were surrounded by. The right half of the room was Sara’s half of the room. The other half was Hotaru’s. Sara was alone in the room at the time, and she was writing. It was a hobby of hers, and she wrote quite often. Usually, she would attempt to write a novel a some sort filled with despair and sorrow, always with an unhappy ending. One could say that she usually wrote about the polar opposite of a Disney movie. Today, she wasn’t writing one of those stories. Oh no, today she was doing something far more sinister: she was writing in her diary. She typed out all of her innermost thoughts, her feelings, and most importantly, her deepest , darkest secrets. “Whatcha doin’?” asked a voice from behind her. Sara rolled her eyes; the voice had come from Sai. “None of your business, kid,” she said, quickly turning the screen off. “But I wanna know!” he yelled immaturely. Nori-nori chirped loudly, as if she was saying that she wanted to know as well. Sara spun around in her chair to face Sai. “Why aren’t you with Kousuke, Sora, and Riku?” “They told me they had ‘grown up stuff’ to do,” Say said, putting air quotes around “grown up stuff”. “What are they doing, going to watch porn?” “What’s porn?” Sara paused for a second. “…Nothing.” “No, really. I wanna know!” “You’ll find out when you’re older, kid.” “But I wanna know now!” Nori-nori nodded her head furiously while he said that. “Go ask Kairi about it.” “Alright.” Sai walked out of the door, Nori-nori flying after him. Sara sighed; Sai could be such a pain in the ass sometimes. With him out of the room, she could finally go back to writing in her diary in peace. Sara turned the screen back on and began typing away once more. “Kairi said to stick your face up your ass,” Sai said. Sara turned towards the door and glared at him. “How did you go to Kairi and get back here so fast?” “Fast running; it’s a gift of mine.” “Could you please go bug someone else?” “No way! You’re the most fun person to bug!” Sara clenched her fists and twisted her face in anger. Sai ran up to her computer and began reading her diary entry. “No you can’t read that!” she yelled at him, turning off her computer screen once more. Sai giggled in response, “I didn’t know that you like-” Sara smacked him in the head before he could finish the sentence. She didn’t bother to tell him that he would pay if he told anyone because she knew that he’d tell everyone that he knew; she just activated her telepathy, wiped the memory clean out of his mind, and put him to sleep for the next three hours. After that, she continued typing her secrets into her diary.

-- Kairi’s House: Den --

Kairi sat on the plush, leather chair with her legs crossed and her notebook sitting across her lap. “So you say that only that guy Artimis can activate your power?” she asked Hotaru, who was sitting across from her on a matching leather couch. Hotaru played with her hair a bit, “Yeah, only he can activate it.” “And how does he activate it?” Hotaru blushed a shade of red redder than the scarlet rug on the floor. “He, um… He has to… kiss… me…” “Fascinating,” Kairi said with a slight smirk on her face. She turned her attention back to the notebook on her lap and jotted down a few more notes. “Now can you explain what the benefits of this power are exactly?” “Benefits…?” “What does the power do to you?” “Oh. Basically I just get ridiculously strong, fast, you know, the usual.” “And do you have control over yourself when you are in this state?” “Well, it’s sort of hard to say, really.” “Alright, that’s all that I need for my paper. Thanks, Hotaru.” Kairi got up from her seat and walked towards her room. Hotaru and Anara had been really helpful with her paper, and since she had two sources for it, she would probably get a higher grade than most of the other students in her class. That was pretty typical, though. After all, she was called “the Prodigy of Magi University” since she was the youngest student to ever be accepted there at the age of 17. Being the youngest and smartest student wasn’t easy for her at all, though. Since all of the other students were at least four years older than her and Selphie was a student at the lesser university nearby, Kairi didn’t have any friends in any of her classes; she just didn’t have anything in common with them. When they aced a test, they all went out for a beer. When Kairi aced a test, she just shrugged it off like it was nothing. Kairi walked down the hallway, past the stairs and walked into her room. Kairi’s room wasn’t exactly how anyone who had met her would expect it to look. With her personality, one would expect Kairi to have a fluffy, pink room. It wasn’t fluffy or pink; she had outgrown that a few months ago. Almost everything in her room was blue and made of dark wood; her bed had navy blue covers, her floor was periwinkle, her walls were a very pale periwinkle, her curtains were navy, and covering every single wall except for where her computer stood on her desk were bookcases. Stuffed onto the bookcases’ shelves were dozens, perhaps even hundreds, of books, each one looking as if they had just been bought. Kairi’s room was a bookworm’s paradise. She threw her notebook onto her desk, turned on her computer, and started to write her paper.

-- Kairi’s House: Sara and Hotaru’s Room --

“…And done,” Sara said as she typed the last period into her diary entry. She clicked the save button and shut her computer down. Sara sighed; that had been one long journal entry. She couldn’t remember the last time she had expressed some of her thoughts so thoroughly. It was probably because those damn teenage hormones of hers were acting up again; ever since she had met him, Sara hadn’t really been able to stop thinking about him. Even now, she could feel her thoughts warp and transform into ones about him and feel her heart thump like a bass drum in her chest. She checked her watch; it was 12:00 P.M. This was the time that she usually went to the comic book store that he worked at to pick up her pile of comics. Sara got up from her seat and quickly thumped down the wooden stairs. “I’m going to go pick up some comics!” she yelled when she reached the bottom. “Quiet! I’m tryin’ to write a paper in here!” Kairi screeched. Sara rolled her eyes; Kairi was always so irritable when she wrote her papers. Sara walked out the front door, slammed it behind her, and stepped onto the grainy, white sand. The sun was shining ridiculously bright in the sky, and people lounged on the beach not too far away. Amongst the mass of bodies clothed in bathing suits, tank tops, and sandals, she spotted a head covered in a green bandana. Of course, it was Anara; nobody else on the islands wore bandanas; they preferred baseball caps. Sara turned away from the beach and headed towards her right. Soon, she came to the street leading towards the more urban part of the island, the city of Elub. Surprisingly, Elub wasn’t that far away from where Sara and her friends lived; it was only about a 15 minute walk. The time that Sora had run off here through the woods about 6 months ago had elongated the trip by a ridiculous amount. Sara looked at the buildings on either side of the street as she walked. She spotted the rundown little barber shop, meaning that the comic book store wasn’t too far away. The blue haired girl quickened her pace a bit, and she soon arrived at her destination: W.I.R. Comics. The store’s name was a mystery to most of the people who saw it, but a few people, like Sara, knew what the letters stood for: Women in Refrigerators, the website with a list of most of the female comic book characters who had been misused as plot devices. Sara walked through the glass door and entered the store. It was a small store, but then again, how big did a store need to be if it sold comics? To her left were the racks stacked with new issues of comics and them, and to her right, against the wall and a little farther back, was the counter. There were three other customers inside, all of them male and somewhat geeky looking. “Hey, Sara,” said the man standing behind the counter. He was about Sara’s height, and he had medium length, green hair, pale skin, tattoos on each of his arms, a choker style tattoo on his neck, a chin piercing, and two ear piercings on his left ear. He wore a pale green polo shirt with dark green stripes and torn off sleeves, a pair of baggy, white shorts with a grid design on them, a pair of black Converse, and a spiked bracelet on his right arm. “Hey, Marco,” Sara said, “Are there any comics in my crap bag?” “You’re ‘crap bag’…? You mean the bag with the comics that I hold for you in it?” “Yeah, but I think crap back sounds way better.” Marco chuckled a bit, “Yeah that is a totally better name.” “So is there anything in my crap bag or not?” “Yeah: it’s got your usual Birds of Prey, Runaways, Hawkgirl, insert all X-Men related series here, and Catwoman.” “’Kay. Just go ahead and ring it up.” “What am I, your slave?” “No, but you are the person who gets paid through my purchases.” “Touch




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-- Kairi




Posted by Roxas Lover

Interesting chapter. But what is with the snow?




Posted by Sak


Quoting Roxas Lover: Interesting chapter. But what is with the snow?


Mayumi's fucking up the weather, of course. :p: Or at least something like that...