My Abilities

When I was ten years old, I kept having a strange recurring dream. It was of a view of the top of a building, and there was a man running on the rooftop. There were also three smoke stacks in the distance, an airplane going diagonally across the sky, and a silver Jeep was driving past in the street below. By the position of the sun, I could tell that it was around three in the afternoon.

Whenever I would wake up, I had a lingering feeling of confusion and familiarity, but could not remember my dream, nor did I have a feeling strong enough to think to tell my parents of it.

Toward the end of March and the beginning of April, we went on a week and a half long spring/Easter vacation in Gatlinburg, Tennessee. The vacation itself was pretty awesome, the cabin we stayed in was fantastic, and I’ll never forget the experience. But the result of the vacation will haunt me for years to come.

When we all returned from vacation, my mother found herself feeling a bit ill. It began to get worse, harder for her to breathe, and she felt very weak. So she kept going to the hospital and various doctors. For a week, they neglected her, and she became so ill that she could hardly stand. Eventually someone took her seriously, and a medical helicopter took her to one of the University hospitals in our state.

She was in a coma for almost a month, fighting for her life. Now, like I said, I was ten years old, so nobody told my younger sister and I what was going on, but I was too smart to believe that my mother was alright. However, I held in my emotions until she woke up, and we were finally allowed to see her. She hugged me and I cried. And then I sat in the windowsill as we all caught up.

I turned to take in her hospital room view… And I felt like I was dreaming again. I get that vacant look on my face, and a fuzzy feeling in my head. There was the roof, the stacks, the plane, the Jeep, and the sun. There was no man, but that was the only difference. My mother noticed the look on my face, and I told her. She didn’t say anything until months later, when she was released from the hospital.

She then told me everything anyone in the family had been able to do. And that’s how I found out about my abilities.

My Abilities

Side Stories #1: Kitty the Demigod

Kitty was born of the Neko God of war, and a simple flower merchant’s daughter. Her father being the brother of Luna, Anika and Adrian’s mother, she was their cousin, and of course, key in the war. But she had different plans, and thought she could outrun her fate.

She took a deep breath and stepped through the magical barrier that separated Aigon forest from the Forest of Souls. Once on the other side, she walked the forty paces to the nearby river, and sat down by the bank to read a small leather-bound journal that her mother had given her. Originally, it was just a diary, but when her mother was on her deathbed, she had it enchanted to tell of her daughter’s destiny, and help guide the poor child.

She opened to the first page, and recognised the signature Plattian symbols of her father’s native tongue. She began to read:

“Long ago, I was created with the purpose to destroy. I was a different entity, a more whole one. But four of those personalities were too strong to stay as one, and we split into four brothers, I being the oldest and quite alone. I never knew anything other than an instinct to kill, until I saw her.”

She sighed. It was another typical love story. She’d read it a thousand times and still couldn’t believe that it had everything to do with where she came from and who her mother was, and her destiny. She felt as if someone were watching her, which only seemed to confirm her destiny. “Hello, Mr. Slender.” she said quietly, and waited for him to emerge from his hiding place.

Side Stories #1: Kitty the Demigod

Neko Regime

When the twins were born and Sol passed away, the twins were given the throne. There was a growing population of nekos in both the powerful light creatures and the powerful nether creatures. And now, as the rulers of their gods, were also two of the most powerful nekos to walk in the presence of the humans.

It was strange to see so many nekos crowding the counsels and lining the halls, in the battlefields, and the hospitals, but none made quite an impression like the one whose image would be copied over and over from now into eternity.

The angel prince sat on a rock, meditating in the meadow, awaiting the return of his newest and favorite playmate. “Neko!” Anika called. “Neko, come on out!” She stepped into the clearing to find herself staring at a silent little kitten. He was the most beautiful and childlike of the neko, because he was the first and the one true Neko. Genderless in appearance and fearless in heart, he had made himself a warrior that nobody could come up against, even when his odds were sinking and he was on the brink of death. With Zaika around, nobody could ever kill the prince.

Anika approached with caution and grace. When she reached his rock, she took a silent seat next to him.

He made a plate of food appear in front of her, and she realized she had been very hungry. As she silently thanked him and began to eat, he went back to meditating. The child that he was at heart, was not as old as he was at soul.

Neko Regime