S.I.R.O., streamingcrystal [list of e readers .TXT] 📗

the door way, holding a wooden box, locked by my own power and soul. Yes, both. I had to use both, to make sure it was safe. And yet, they seem like they are the same, but no. My power and soul can be separated to add a more intense lock or mark of security.

I put the girl down and Liana walked toward me, “Here you are, Miss Shae.”

“Thank you Liana, you have been a real help,” I replied. “You have a new job after I leave again, do you remember?” I asked.

“I'm sorry...” she replied shaking her head slightly.

“You must look after her while I am away. If it gets too dangerous, run for the ravine in the mountain you found me in. It is safe there, and the Goddess Tyr will protect you both.”

“Yes ma'am.” she replied as she held on to the little girls hand, smiling down at her.

Liana gripped the box with both her hands. I raised my arm, putting my hand close to the boxes' lock. I began to chant a small Hymn in my ancient tongue, “Va, rei ne, va. Croa, lue croa, rei va, nei. Frea, Croa nei, nue rei, ze... Frea rei va.

”

There was a pop and the lock fell to the ground. Inside the box, was empty... maybe now. I have already taken the thing that was held inside. When I unlocked the box, the item inside, was absorbed to my power, my soul. I held my hand to my side and the markings that once was not there, finally showed up. They glowed a bright red and a sword slowly appeared, made of this red 'light.' It almost looked like molten lava, or plasma.

After a minute the glow had stopped and there was a sword made of the strongest of metals ever found on any planet. It was time for me to leave this world, this dimension. The girl would not like it, not one bit.

“My dear...” I started to say, “you know what I have to do...”

“Yes... but I don't like it.” she replied standing high, already trying to be strong in front of her protectors.

“Liana will protect you, I want you to trust no one you think you shouldn't, and always remember, the Goddess is only one chant away.” I paused, “Tell me child. Do you remember the chant?”

“I think so... yea.” she replied after a minute of thinking.

“Good. Never forget it. I must go.” I looked to Liana. “The dimensional gate will close soon, and I cannot afford to miss it.”

“We know,” Liana said. She smiled and raised her right hand to her chest and started to yell, “All hail, the Ranking Shae!”

“All hail, the Ranking Shae!” yelled the other guards and

the warrior, that followed ever since: “The Rank of Love,” was first spoken.

~4~ A New Trust

I awake, surrounded by trees and the noises of a forest. I knew I was transported to a new world, but unfortunately, I could not tell where I am in this world. We have never been here before now. I closed my eyes and felt the cool breeze of the forests breath and sighed. I stood and walked to a tree near, what looked like the edge of the wood I was in. I saw a cabin in the distance and heard the small crack of splitting wood. I took a step forward before pausing from a twig that snapped behind me.

“Hello?” an elderly man asked, from nowhere, “who's there? Show your self, before I come in after you.”

Not wanting to fight an elderly man, I peek around the tree and look at him. Walking around the tree and I try to smile and tip my head to him.

Seeing my attire, he smiles and simply asks, “You are not from around here, are you sweety?”

I smile back and reply as 'sweetly' as I can, “No, sire, I am not. Can you tell me where I am? I seem to have teleported to a place not on my map.”

I could see his confusion written all over his face, I had to act quick, “I am from a different world, sire. I am looking for your king, or queen. Anyone with high authority will work actually. Please do not worry, I mean no one any harm, you have my word.”

Quickly replying, with much anger and distrust, the man yelled at me, “I don't give strangers my word!”

“I am the highest ranking SIRO agent,” I said, kneeling before him, “when we give our word, we are willed by Oath to keep it. If we do not...” I hesitated, “we give thy Oath to be killed by the hand of those we failed to keep thy Plight.”

Some-what feeling satisfied he motioned for me to rise and so I did. He then turned and walked toward his cabin, I followed close behind.

“Would you like something to eat? You are so skinny, you look like you have not ate in days.” he asked as we stepped inside the cabins living space.

In truth I have not eaten anything for a little more than a week, I was starved, “actually, that would be nice, thank you.” I replied.

It was a small cabin yet there were two stories and the living space we entered seemed larger than portrayed. There was a small table near the wall with two stools and table in the middle of the room with a long couch.

“We do need to talk, about how to trust people here. There are some people here that would try to kill you, because you are from another world.” he added as he motioned me to sit in one of the stools by the wall.

“Speaking of, sire, please tell me...” I slowed, “do you have any metal I could borrow, I promise to return some of equal value or better value to you. My metal is weak here.”

As he pondered my question, I heard the back door of the cabin swing open. Wood clattered to the floor and then the sound of metal hitting nails on the wall echoed through the small cabin.

“Ah,” the elderly man said, “Son, come here won't you. There is someone I want you to meet.”

Standing before the 'son' came in, I heard his grunt in reply, “Better not be another woman your trying to force on me, uncle.” his voice boomed, deep and out of breathe.

As the son came in, first seeing his uncle then looking at me, you could see his face turn from curiosity to awe, in only a matter of seconds.

“It is nice to meet you.” I said as I slightly cocked my head to the side and smiled.

He hesitated, “Y-yes. Umm, my name is Dorne. A-and you?”

I place my arm to my chest and bow to introduce myself, “My name is Shea.”

“Well now...” the elderly man chuckled, “Shae, I must go grab something, Dorne... be nice and keep her company till I return, aye?”

“Yes uncle,” he replied, still in awe of my beauty.

I sat, and Dorne followed my lead. When I smiled at his curiosity, he looked away and I could see his flushed face. I giggled and smiled again, and when he started to laugh, we just couldn't stop our selves. The room was filled with laughter.

“I can see your getting along nicely.” the Uncle came in with a sheath stationed on his back and a box in his hands. We stopped laughing. “These are for you, warrior.”

“Please, sire, I do not wish to take your protection.” I replied, with much sympathy. “I have my own sword and I will not take yours.”

“I insist, take it please.”

“Just because you do not see my swords, does not mean I do not have them. What can I do to prove I do not need yours?” I asked, getting faster as I spoke and drawing my self up higher and stronger.

“Then show us your Swords

.”

I stood and walked outside. With puzzled faces, they followed me quickly. I stopped near the small pond in the front of the cabin and turn around to them. Holding my arm out at about a 45 degree angle I paused.

“Are you sure you want to see this now?” I asked, in a completely different tone.

“Yes.” Dorne replied after a minute passed as the uncle didn't even flinch.

“I shall show you only one sword.”

Dorne nodded in reply.

When I thought it was okay, I took a deep breathe and started to sing a beautiful song, “Frea, croa rei, va ze rei, Frea lue, lei. Croa, lei frea, va, ze rei.

” Once I started to sing, their faces lite up with joy and tranquility.

During the song, markings formed on my arms but they didn't glow this time. What looked like water, formed a shape like a sword, and after a few second, it shone brightly, almost brighter than the sun. They looked away, and when they looked back, I held a long katana in my hand. The markings that were on my arm were now on my sword, I held it high above my head and swung it toward a tree. The tree splintered and fell to its side, broken in pieces. I stood high and proud as they looked at me with shocked faces.

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Publication Date: 01-09-2012

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