User blog:DragonNinja01/Random GGaD Writings

Somewhere Underneath the Medieval Sect; Evening/Night of May 12, 2019
Fallon sat in her chair behind her desk in the library, her eyes closed and her hands in front of her mouth as she listened to Kenshin distress. She stayed silent even when Kenshin finished, which may have driven him nuts considering the fact that he was just standing here, talking to Fallon, while his wife was who knows where in Forenguard with at least two mysterious figures.

“Well, Fallon?! I can’t just stand here doing nothing! I need to save Rune and a baby that’s developing in her!”

Fallon held her hand out, her eyes still closed. “Hold on. I’m thinking.” ''Heh. Typical of a Father but typical of Kenshin to be more exact. He always was the worried one, even though he never showed it.'' She slightly smiled to herself. ''He certainly has changed since then. Way back then when he was just a mortal child. But this needs to stop. After all they’ve been through, I can’t just sit by and see Kenshin struggle, especially when he came to me for help. But why did he come to me? It’s not like I’m the goddess of tracking. However…''

Fallon opened her eyes. “I’ll help you, Kenshin. But I need information. I just can’t start tracking someone I know nothing about.”

Kenshin nodded. “I know.” He tried to remember anything about the figure he was hand-to-hand combat fighting with. They had incredible skill…which seemed a bit familiar. Too familiar in fact. Kenshin remembered seeing something though. Something that caught his eye—that was it!

“When we fought at an angle, the sun reflected off of the forehead band the figure was wearing.”

Fallon looked up from her desk. “Forehead band, you say?” ''It can’t be…can it? Would they stoop to something like this? Or…are they planning something else? Something bigger? Only one way to find out.'' She stood up, starting to head to the entrance of her library cavern.

“Wait, where are we going?” Kenshin asked, following her.

“If that was who I think it is you fought with, we need some more current information.”

“Current information?” Kenshin repeated. “But…shouldn’t you know everything about that?!”

“You dummy.” She sighed. “I guess you didn’t change. We’re going back home.”

“…Home? What do you mean by ‘home’? You and I already have a ho—”

“I’m not talking about our current home.” Fallon stopped, glancing back at him. “I mean home.”

Kenshin just gave her a “are you serious” and confused look at the same time. He sighed as he straightened up. “Make some sense, Fa—” He stopped when the thought entered his mind. “Oh. That home.” He slightly looked away. “Uh…are you sure about that? I know it’s been a few…but have you even kept in touch with them? Do you even know if they’re still there?”

Fallon looked away. “I don’t. All we can do is try. It’s our only chance and option if we want to save Rune.” She slowly started walking. “…I just need to contact them to see if they’re still around.”

“Why don’t you try that now?”

“You know we can only contact them from a certain place!” Fallon snapped.

Kenshin sighed and rolled his eyes. “Didn’t you all figure it out that you and I wouldn’t be in the same place? Do you know how long it’s been since we’ve been at the Academy?! It’s probably in ruins now.”

“Just trust me on this, Kenshin” Fallon stopped. “For Rune’s sake,” she whispered.

Kenshin stopped, widening his eyes a bit before looking away, clenching his hands. “Alright. Let’s go.”

“Unless you remember its location, it’s going to take a couple of days to get there.”

Kenshin closed his eyes, trying to remember where the Assassin Academy he and Fallon had started way back. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes, his right eye swirling. “I remember.” He held his hand out to her. “Let’s go.”

Fallon took his hand and they were enveloped in a black wisp that cleared up in a couple of seconds, the tunnels of Fallon’s domain replaced by mossy and cobwebbed stones and broken walls. They looked around at the large structure around them, the roof pretty much collapsed around them, the wood rotting away.

“I’d never thought I’d be back here after what happened,” Fallon softly said, brushing her hand over one of the dirty stones that had some writing on it, one in a language Kenshin didn’t seem to remember as it had been a long time since he read those writings.

Kenshin suddenly felt another’s presence around and whipped around, summoning his toxic katana. His left eye started swirling as he looked around in the dark. “Who’s there?” he called out.

“Two deities,” a faint, echoic voice said. “One that feels new and unfamiliar and one—” A gasp was heard, followed by silence that made Kenshin tense up. “F…Fallon? Is that really you, dear?”

Fallon stood up, looking around as tears started to form in her eyes. “Mom?! Is that you?!”

A middle-aged blonde-haired woman walked out of a wall—a dimension, and stared at Kenshin and Fallon for a long while, tears streaming down her face as he put her hands up to her mouth.

“Fallon!”

Fallon and the woman ran and hugged each other, crying hard. Which wasn’t helpful to Kenshin. Kenshin sighed and backed up a bit, bumping into something. Oh wait, the narrator apologizes, bumping into someone.

Kenshin turned around, backing up as he looked up at the large dark-haired man. Even though he was only a head, or two, taller, Kenshin still felt like a midget, the same feeling he felt when he was twelve.

The man raised an eyebrow, looking Kenshin over with his dark eyes. Kenshin tried to conceal his hard breathing and fears as he took a step back, staring up at the stern looking face.

“I would understand that Fallon would return,” the man started. “But I never thought we would see you again, Kenshin. And as a deity nonetheless. My my, things have changed in you.”

“Papa!” Fallon ran to hug him as well, melting the stern face a bit.

Kenshin took a few more steps back when a gentle touch on his shoulder made him look back at the face of the woman.

“I knew you two would return, but I did not expect it to be this soon.”

“A couple of centuries years isn’t that soon,” Kenshin mumbled, looking away.

“You’ve been through a lot.”

“Yes, and I need your help—at least that what Fallon told me.” He frowned at Fallon. “Unless that was just an excuse to come see them!”

Fallon released the man and turned to Kenshin, glaring at him. “They are going to help us! I just know it. You need to trust me, Kenshin!” She looked back up at the man. “Where are the others?”

“At home. You two want to see them?” Fallon nodded and he waved his hand as an opening to a different dimension appeared behind them. Fallon and the woman walked through first, Kenshin hesitating before heading into it.

“Kenshin.” He turned around.

The man’s gaze softened slightly. “You did well. Thank you for helping Fallon.”

“I did nothing, Fumetsu. Just my duty.” Kenshin turned around and walked through the opening, looking around at the dimension he had walked into. Seeing Fallon with only seven others, Kenshin began to dread on Rune’s whereabouts.

''Rune. Where are you, my love?''