A New Power

Disclaimer: read the first part coz I'm too lazy to re-write it...

Part 8

".….and then I must have fainted or something because the next thing I know I’m on Gohans couch." My mother looked thoughtful then turned to Gohan "After my daughter came out of the crater..did she look any different? Besides the aura and tail?" Gohan nodded "Yes ma’am." My mother pursued him "How? How did she look different?" It was now Gohans turn to squirm under the hard eyes of my mother "Well….it didn’t look like her. Dad and I didn’t even think it was her until she got up. She looked older I guess, more solid than she is and a bit larger…but I mean that could be just the aura…" My mother shook her head… "No, my daughter has always been more to her fathers side than mine. Excuse me for a second, I have something to show you." Mum got up and went into her room. As she came back into the room I could see she had some photos in her hand. She passed one to me and the rest to Gohan, who took one look at the first one then turned white! His jaw went slack and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head. "This…this..who?" My mother leaned over to Gohan and pointed at the picture "This one is me and the other in the photo is Emelias dad." I looked at my photo, it contained a tall man in a white gi. He was in a fighting stance facing the camera. I looked closer at his belt, it was blue..and reminded me of..of MY TAIL! "But? How?" Gohan passed me the photos he had and took my one.

My mother sighed "Your father was a peculiar creature. Not completely warrior, not completely scholar. He loved to fight but he also loved to learn, somewhat like you. You get more from his side than you do mine, I can't say whether that is a blessing or a curse as yet but I believe we will soon find out." "How…who was my father?….I daresay he wasn’t human" Mum chuckled slightly her eyes shining with tears "No my dear your father was Scyterrain. He came to earth to find warriors to help protect his planet." Emelia quickly butted in "Then how did you know him?" "We met at my dojo" Emelias eyes nearly popped out of their sockets! "But... you hate fighting!" "I used to train there with my father, who owned the dojo. Shane came in one day and ended up staying for nearly a year or so. Dad made fast friends with him after finding out how well he could fight but I always tried to stay clear of him….there was something unreal about him and I didn’t know what. Then one day he told us about a planet….or to be more precise, his planet. It was being overrun by a savage race that planned to enslave its inhabitants and sell the planet. He told his story so well that we all wanted to help him, even I wanted to help him. So that’s what we did, it had turned out he had it already planned with others who wanted to come and we were the last group he was going to collect."

Mum took a sip of her tea then started again "There were about 50 of us I think. So he flew us to his planet and we we’re introduced to the warriors guild who was pleased with most of us ….they weren’t happy with a few of us he brought with him, me for one. They believed I was weak and that I was going to be a liability in the fight. Shane or rather Scelar (pronounced Seelar) assured them I was no liability and we were accepted into the guild. We were briefed on what was happening and we were set to training other Scyterrain. One of the things I remembered the most about the time I was there was the sheer beauty of the planet, despite the war the planet was absolutely amazing." The tears that were held in my mothers eyes ran freely. The planet must have been truly beautiful if it made my mother cry at just remembering it.
Mum composed herself then smiled "But more to the point our reason for being there was to fight….which I am ashamed in a way to say that I did. We fought with the Scyterrain we trained and though we were not the most experienced force we had the advantage of some extra talented Scyterrain. I am not quite sure who it was we were actually fighting…. But at that time it wasn’t important for me, I wanted to fight and I wanted to win this war. Even if it were only for the planet. But one day I got my self in too deep and was literally being carved up, your father saw what was happening…so did his friends from the warriors guild who teased him and told him that it wasn’t worth it to save me just to let me die. Your father got angry, very angry, so angry he exploded and demolished part of the opposition just trying to get to me. He glowed with a redish purplish aura and grew his tail."

My mother stopped again, this time I jumped in and asked "Well, did u win? What happened?" I was absolutely enthralled by the story mum was telling us, and by the way Gohan was staring at mum waiting for her to continue he was also. Mum chuckled "Yes my dear we won, with the help of your dad in this new form, others also achieved it so we demolished them. They fled for their lives and your father brought most of us back to earth. There were a few who stayed behind on Scyterra but the ,majority of us wanted to come back to earth….I wouldn’t have minded staying on Scyterra but I knew it was not possible." Emelia raised a questioning eyebrow "I was pregnant with you and it didn’t seem right to have you on Scyterra, your father shocked me though by staying with me on earth instead of going back to Scyterra. You pretty much know the rest, we had you and got married then…." The sentence trailed off. It didn’t need to be said that what had come after that was the death of my father. It was pretty much and unspoken thing at home. Gohan shifted in his chair "That…was interesting. Thank you for sharing it with me ." My mother nodded "That’s ok, you needed to know as did Emelia. Now you both know why it happened… I think I better drive you home Gohan, it would do no good for you to get in trouble for helping Emelia" Gohan nodded his agreement as my mother grabbed her car keys "Emelia when I get back I expect you to be in bed. After today you will be mighty tired and I believe there is school tomorrow." I groaned remembering my aches and pains and remembering that school was tomorrow.

Emelia dragged herself into her room and onto the bed. It was too far to get up and grab some panadol so she decided to go without. As a last few thoughts crossed her mind she drifted into sleep.
Emelia was perfectly still on the bed when her mother walked in to check on her. Her mother knelt down beside the bed and felt for a pulse. She was so quiet, so still she didn’t even look alive. To her relief she found a pulse, she breathed a sigh of pure relief. Then sat on the edge of the bed, Emelia started to move then, she also started to mutter words in her sleep. It only lasted a few minutes before her eyes flung open "Emelia? Are you awake?" Her eyes were glazed but as if they were staring at something, something not quite there but there anyway. Words poured out of her mouth, different languages. She remained still as a board while these words came from her mouth, they didn’t slow or become repetitious, it seemed as if she was speaking to someone, or talking about something. Then just as suddenly as they had opened her eyes closed. As soon as her eyes had shut Emelia had stopped speaking, but not before Emelia’s mum recognised one of the languages she had heard. It was the language they spoke on Scyterra. Stunned from what she had seen and heard she sat down on a near by chair watching her daughter sleep. What is happening to her? How does she know those languages? Where did she hear Scyterraine? Unless her father taught her some…but she was too young she wouldn’t remember….Oh what am I to do?!?!

When Emelia woke the next day she ached but not as much as she had the day before. Her mother was asleep in the chair beside her bed, so Emelia tried to get up quietly but it didn’t work. "How are you this morning? Feeling better?" She ushered Emelia out of bed and into the shower. " I’ve decided you can stay home today. I have to go to work so I don’t want you making trouble. I’ve left you some breakfast in the kitchen and you can make your own lunch but I don’t want you leaving the house." Emelia got out of the shower feeling refreshed, but still sore. "Ok mum, I wont go anywhere." Her mum rushed in and gave her a peck on the cheek "Good girl. I’ll see you this afternoon." With that she was out the door and in the car. Emelia shook her head. Always in a rush. Emelia went down to the kitchen and found a plate of porridge on the bench next to a leather bound book. She picked up the book and examined it. It was a aqua green colour with a gold etched picture on the front, unsure of what it was Emelia left it alone…for about 2 seconds until she just had to open it up.

Inside was colour picture of a man in a gi, the background was absolutely breath taking! Emelia examined the picture closer…..That’s..that’s my dad! OMG He’s soooo..i don’t know. Warrior like?! She flipped the page trying to get the picture of her dad out of her mind. Writing covered the pages from the top to the bottom. Well I gather dad liked to keep a diary. Emelia put the diary down while she ate her breakfast, it would not be too good if she got food over it while trying to read it while she ate, but as soon as she had finished she took the book and sat on the couch. "Well now lets see what dad writes in his diary…"
She started to read aloud…. The silence in the house was deafening! " My name is Scelar of Dawren. My parents are Hoidre of the Guild of Warriors and Felins also of the warrior guild. This is my diary, I am to record my days in this book every night. Today was the day of my choosing, a day I fear that will be written in the history books. But as it is my duty I will write down exactly what happened…" Emelia stopped read out loud as she experienced a funny feeling. Her body felt heavy…so heavy, she tried to sit up and felt weird as the lounge room she was sitting in changed into a lounge room in another place. A place not quite on this earth.

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