Ahura Mazda's Story

A pair of citrine iris's flashed as Ahura started to wake. He lazily shifted to his side and watched over the tree branches the sun rising. It's ascend toward the heavens was absolutely magnificent. Ahura stretched slowly as a sudden breeze ruffled the Angha's hair. At the current moment he was in his human form. Although he hates the disadvantage's of being human, like how it was harder to avoid objects due to his blindness, he still loved the feeling of the soft downy breeze brushing his bare skin. Ahura yawned and straightened his back before getting up and climbing down the tree. Once his feet hit the soft earth, he breathed in the pure air. "What a magnificent day today..." He answers to the suns gleaming rays peeking over the horizon.

Ahura took a moment to ponder what all he would do today. Travel? Nah, he did plenty of that yesterday...Do more and he would be completely exhausted by noon. Might as well take it easy and meet new people. Pupiless eyes gazed at the trees in front of him. "Hmm...I wonder if there are any travelers who could direct me to the next civilization..." He states plainly and to himself. Another breeze grazes his skin and the human begins a great deal of shivering. Shivering turns into shaking as fur covers skin. His bones reorganize themselves into their true spots and wings form on his back. Once the Angha had completely transformed back into his true self, he wandered into the woods.

His eyes were fixated on one point and his wings and long tail dragged the ground. Movements. Lots of movements. "Well...At least I'm not completely alone here..." Some were familiar. A deer, squirrels, birds...Just your average everyday animals. But some weren't. These unfamiliar vibrations had to be other people. He just knew it. "I wonder where I'll head to first..." There was an abundance of vibrations coming from the NorthWest. Plus his nose smelt the familiar smell of cooking meat. "Hmm...I'll go here first then." With that said, he bolts toward the direction of food. His hind legs kicking up dirt an rocks as his claws scraped the ground. A sudden thought came to mind and he wasted little time in voicing it out. "I just hope this community would be ever so kindly. I'd hate to run into an adversary..." He states as he makes his way through the brush and approaches the camp.

As the Angha slowly made his way out of the thick undergrowth, his wings and tail gradually got lower and lower toward the earth until finally, they rest on the soft soil. He stops abruptly in the middle of the camp and brings his head low to the ground. Observing the near vibrations, sounds, smell, he came to the conclusion that this was a harmless area. Ahura's nose lifts toward the sky once more and sniffs out the cabin with food. As he approaches the lodge, he senses a familiar being. One of an elf and the other of a fairy. "Hmm...I seem to fit in better than expected..." he whispers with an inaudible chuckle.

He stops in front of the cabin and takes some of the fresh meat. Before leaving, he digs through a small bag strapped to his side and pulls out some silver coins for the chef. He knew he didn't live here and taking food just for the entire day, maybe two, just didn't feel right to him. Plus, the food that he takes decreases the amount for others. Ahura just thought that it was just an act of generosity. I mean...These people needed money...right? On further thought, he had no idea what these people used for currency. Maybe they just traded kills? If so, then Ahura will surely hold up his end of the bargain when the time comes for him to leave. For now, he thought he would just converse with the locals.

Ahura sat down, making himself comfy before tearing off pieces of the meat and hungrily gulping them down. After the carrion was finished, he got up, walking over to just about any direction he pleased. After a couple of minutes of walking, his face collided with the wall of the cabin he was sure he got his food from. He yelps slightly and holds his nose in pain. "Ouch..." He mumbles before spreading his wings and gently flying off of the ground and onto the lodges roof. He rest his head on his paws, curling his peacock tail over his legs and his wings over his face. A little afternoon nap wouldn't hurt a thing...

Henry Baskerville felt special, of course he was always special because he was one of the only ones that had special clothes, not that he wore his mask when people weren’t watching(or were when elder weren’t around), but he had found some new victims and one of them was napping outside. It had been weeks since his last playmates had ran him off, some internal bleeding here, a poisoned well there, maybe a little damage to the head because they had looked into his beautiful eyes too long. He didn’t know how good this guy was at knowing when people were coming at him, but they didn’t say as silent as a snake for nothing. He gave his mask to his servant Doug the Draug, who was the only one he talked to face to face, well as long as Henry didn't spit in his face and melt it, he had got mad and done that to a few undead before. Henry then got on his belly and slid right up to his face and waited for this thing to wake up, he wondered what would get them his eyes or his breath.

Just as Ahura was drifting into the void of peace, a sudden smell pierced his internal cavities causing it to burn somewhat. He recognized the stench anywhere and immediately held his nose. Ahuras eyes slowly open. "Well...It's certainly been a while since I've seen a basilisk.but really how long has it been...Three...Maybe four decades? And my! Aren't your kind sneaky!" he chuckles a little bit before returning to his normal self and sitting up. "Well off I go." he gives a cocky grin before spreading his wings and flying off toward the woods. He lands on the ground skidding to a halt. Ahura sighs and trots over to a small tree. It's fanning branches provided ample shade from the sun and Ahura set his head on his two front paws to rest.

As the Angha tried yet again to nap, a beautiful melodic voice filled his ears. Again, his brain analyzed the tune and he recognized the voice to be a Siren. But it did sound somewhat...How does he put this...Slang if you were to call it. Maybe a hybrid of some sort. As soon as the thought came to mind, the earth has astonishingly shifted. To others it might have felt weak, but to the sightless Angha it felt like a landslide. Soon after this, many vibrations were heading toward the lake to see such a beautiful creature. Lets just hope he/she is a friend. Suddenly, a large vibration took place just beside him before it completely disappeared. "Oh maybe a flying creature such as I...Hmm...Well, might as well hear what all the commotion is about..." With that, Ahura took to the skies and headed over to the lake. As he lands quite near to the bank he shifts into his human form. An elf with her pet were to his right. Carefully, as if not to frighten her or alarm her beast of some sort, he gently taps her shoulder. "My apologies if I'm being a disruption but what all is going on?" He says with a somewhat cocky grin. His eyes never really looked at her directly, but more toward the far right of her head.

Scarny turned and smiled before the boy touched her. "Hello. I am not sure what is happening. I just know that the siren was talking to that boy and then a Undine girl pushed the boy away from the water then jumped in to at what looks like a challenge." She told him then added rather quietly. "I have never seen you around before." She could tell that he was feeling the change in the earth. She didnt meen to read peoples minds it just happened to her. There was some that just happened to her. She would get their thoughts. Others she would just think about them and then suddenly she would have the thoughts in her head.

"Hello. I am not sure what is happening. I just know that the siren was talking to that boy and then a Undine girl pushed the boy away from the water then jumped in to at what looks like a challenge."

Ahura nods slowly. The explanation lacked a bit of detail behind it, but he didn't say anything. Everyone around here didn't even know who he was. How were they to know that he was blind?

"I have never seen you around before."

Ahura's face immediately washes over from a quirky grin to a more serious look. "My apologies madam. It seems I've forgot to introduce myself. You see, I'm but a small traveler. I trek from place to place, meeting knew people, learning knew things, then I go in search of another place willing to accept me in their domain." Ahura clears his throat. "My name is Ahura Mazda." He gives a slight bow of his head. "And what is your name miss..." He says with curious iris's that still seemed to drift upon the lake and onto the commotion.

She nodded and smiled at his politeness. "I, kind sir, am Scarny Pretige Daughter of High Elf Cartony Pretige." She said glowing with pride for her fathers title. "I have been ranked as High Elf recently though." She told him her pride deflating when speaking of ehr fathers death. In reality it was not recently bu hundreds of years ago. She may have looked 17 to a human but she was much much older than that. "Excuse me for being rude I did not realize. What more would you like to know about what is happening." She was shocked and felt horrible for not understanding it before that he was blind.

As the girl explained her ranking and of her fathers recent death, a small frown formed upon the Angha's face. "I'm so terribly sorry to hear that madam Scarny." He says with genuine sadness and sympathy. The conversation pressed on and Ahura was surprised at her sudden realization of his blindness. Was he not looking at her now? He started to feel a tinge of paranoia burning through his soul. He shakes his head with a small smile on his face, "Ah, nothing more needs to be said." he says politely before walking up to the bank and sitting down. "Beautiful day to be observing a spectacle such as this don't you think?" He says with a grin. In his mind were thoughts of how this stir was going to end. Would it be a beautifully striking battle of grace and swiftness? Or would the fuss just commence a small argument in which verbal attacks are used instead of physical or mental abilities? Either way, people sure seemed interested.

Scarny frowned and sat next to him. "This is nothing to be amused of. It is horrible. We should have peace and work together. Not fight. Our world was once peace and love. Now that man is here it is full of hatred and war. I will admit some of them are fin like my mother but most of them are cruel horrible people. This coming from an elf who loves all is saying something." She took a deep breath. "It hurts her you know? Nature I mean. She hates it very much." She put her hand on the ground and took deep breaths in an attempt to give him natures feelings. She could feel he thoughts slipping into her mind. She also thought about the argument going on right now.

“What do you need?” asked the red eyed boy. Feet. A body. Companionship. Home. “If there is anything I can do I would be willing to help.” Teach me. Just as Rilletta was about to create a small human girl with the water, the waves shoved the light haired boy back to the shore. "Ar rye!" she cried, steadying the waves and giving the light haired boy a gentle push to prevent him from falling.

Looking up, Rilletta found herself staring into the eyes of a a large blue serpent. She flinched and from her liquid body a spinning water hole began to form, Siren sank down, her torso disappearing into the ocean until her breasts rested on the surface. Her long hair floated around the surface of the water like a strange ripple.

"Back away Siren! You are not taking another victim anytime soon! These are my waters!" called an Undine. RIlletta understood the water creature's language - her waters? She was thoroughly confused for Rilletta was water. Her body was made of water, her soul was water, Rilletta was water itself. She did not understand why the Undine was calling the light haired boy a victim. She did not mean to harm him - the Siren merely wanted a friend. The friends she'd brought into the water no longer spoke to her. Perhaps it was because she was a bad creature but for the life of her, she could not pin point what she'd done.

The whirling madness around the Siren calmed but the ocean was interrupted by vibrations in the land. Rilletta quickly dropped into the sea but the shaking was even worse down there. With a piercingly beautiful cry, she rose from the oceans. Looking around, she saw she was surrounded. RIlletta was terrified and she did not know where to turn. Even the water did not want her now. Spinning around to look for an escape, the Siren spoke in her voice of pure honey, laced with the anise of utter fear, "Arryfy kl urrmie tes Listea," I mean no harm. "En ennala kl kailya sashel," I do not understand what you want. "Rrha zweie ra jesta fetala stele bans." I cannot leave your waters for I am water. There is nowhere for me to go.

Rilletta's form was wavering - her kaleidoscope eyes were becoming more solid, her dark blue lashes beginning to show. Her skin fluttered between flesh and water, her long transparent hair flickering from colourless to midnight blue. Vibrations in the water was pulling her downwards and her strange half-human body could not breathe under water.

The Siren was drowning.

Her now rose painted lips gasped, sinking below the surface and up again. She could not breathe air and she could not breathe water. Trapped in a horrible in-between of not human and not water, Rilletta looked at the surrounding creatures desperately. She wanted to tell the light haired boy to pull her out of the water because if he did, her mermaid's tail would turn into legs and she would take the form of a human girl and be allowed - however temporary - life on land.

The waves worked against her - they'd never done this before. Perhaps it was the Undine or the strange vibrations in the land, she wasn't sure. But whatever it was, it sucked Rilletta downwards and she did not understand why she could not breathe underwater. Rilletta thought everyone could. Perhaps she was an abomination - yes, that must be it.

Her liquid mermaid's tail slowly turned into two smooth legs. Her naked skin was not water. Her eyes were the same lucid kaleidoscope but everything else had changed. Her long blue hair was wet, her skin pale and light but very much solid. Water choked through her full lips and suffocated her upturned nose. Reaching out a hand to steady herself on the waves, she found she could not. Large eyes wide with terror, she was filled with confusion. Why did the water not let her breathe?

If Rilletta had been calm, she could've turned herself into water. If Rilletta had been alone, she might've stayed as water. If Rilletta had known humans could not survive in water, things might've been different.

It was ironic that RIlletta could not swim.

His grin faded as the girl seemed to take a bit of offense from his words.

"This is nothing to be amused of. It is horrible. We should have peace and work together. Not fight. Our world was once peace and love. Now that man is here it is full of hatred and war. I will admit some of them are fine like my mother but most of them are cruel horrible people. This coming from an elf who loves all is saying something." Ahura heard her take a deep breath before continuing. "It hurts her you know? Nature I mean. She hates it very much."

After this statement he felt a small connection made within him. One that he already has but it being rejuvenated somehow, by someone. Although he couldn't see her hand that had flinched from lap to the ground, he could tell it was her who had done this. In a quietly, almost shy why he utters an "I agree..." before stopping to admire the sounds of birds chirping in the distance and the voices in the distance. He begins to chuckle a bit, "Trust me...I know exactly how you feel sometimes..." A silence drones out for a minute before he speaks up once again. "But, you must know that everyone has their own reason, their own story, their own past...This alone can change the very beings of who they are...Humans are just one of the many examples out there..."

Ahura's eyes shifted to the ground. "Maybe...Something happened...An event that made them take over.." Ahura stopped talking completely and instead looked toward the skies. "So sorry if I'm rambling. I have a minor tendency of doing that..." He blushes in embarrassment a little as his iris's fixate on the water.

Henry had given up following the the thing after it had flew off, he smelled meat close by but first he had to get mask back on. After he had it snug he went to look at the cabin windows, lucky the first one he saw was empty. He popped the window out and told Doug “Doug if you see someone, do your undead screech but only if they head towards this house when he got inside he thought “man this person must be obsessed with water” he searched but didn’t find anything useful he could get without alerting the two creatures outside, he peaked around the corner and saw that they were eating some cooked meat. Suddenly he heard thought he heard a commotion and slinked his way out the window. Grabbed Doug and went towards the commotion he saw what looked like a girl drowning. Then he heard “Our world was once peace and love. Now that man is here it is full of hatred and war.” The girl in the water had been rescued so he would ask about it later but this girl was spouting music to his ears, but the boy next to her was spouting crap. He stepped out from the bushes “that crap, if there was an event, it was them wiping us out, if they didn’t keep me in this area I would of killed hundreds if not thousands of humans, but you wouldn’t have any meat, close by I haven’t eaten in days.”

Scarny stayed silent. She was bout to speak when something coming. She jumped with surprise not that it really scared her just that she didn't know it was coming. Then she realized she could not read this creatures mind. This made her happy. When he defended her protest the became happy again but they he talked of death. "No, that is not what I mean. I mean that they need to see the peaceful way of living. A way without war. A way where no one has to worry about beng killed as long as nature so loves them as she does me." She had started slightly loud- at least for her- then went down to a whisper, touching the ground once more. She had to stand for mother nature. "I do have a bow and arrow, hidden. I do not use it though. I have been good to her so she is good to me." She pleaded with them. Trying to get them to understand.

Once Zella saw that the now human siren was safe she jumped back into the water and into its depths. She knew of caves down there and loved to sit in them. Like the siren when in Undine form she can breath the water. Proof of this was the gills on each side of her neck. She found her favorite and swam up into it and jumped up onto the ledge. She transformed back into her human form and sat up on the wall. "An dwarfs dream." She mumbled to herself thinking of the shimmering jewels in the rocks. She thought of how it was too bad dwarfs couldn't swim. She put her head back and closed her eyes and played the scene all over again. She was officially the most hated hybrid ever.

(FINISHED)

"We don't always have a reason," A soft voice suddenly said beside him.

But it wouldn't make any sense. Humans came from out of nowhere, killing the ancient deities and other mystical purebreds. Were humans just that heartless? A soul of cold stone that could not be moved? Not even with the blood of the innocent who have now passed by? Ahura shivered at the thought and decided not to dwell on the subject any longer.

"How is it that you know so much anyway, You don't look like a scholar to me?" The same sonorous voice came up again. As melodic as the girl sounded, he could sense a strong heat coming from within her. Radiating all through her body. The scolding heat sent a tinge of nervousness through his spine and down but he withheld from moving from his spot. Instead, he chuckles and feels around the ground until his fingers wrap around a small, yet sturdy stick. Carefully, and slowly, he draws in the wet sand. Tracing the currents of vibrations in his head and basing his picture off of prior knowledge. When he finished, the image in the sand looked almost like a dog with the hind legs of a bird and the wings and tail of a peacock.

"Tell me dear girl...Do you know what an Angha is?" He grins playfully before dropping the stick in the ground and scooting closer to Scarny who had begun talking. He figured it would take a bit of time to think since Angha's really aren't spoken of as often as they were. After this small happening, he had all attention toward Scarny.

"No, that is not what I mean. I mean that they need to see the peaceful way of living. A way without war. A way where no one has to worry about beng killed as long as nature so loves them as she does me." He nods slowly. "Yes, you make a good point but it'd be hard for someone to see the lustrous side in this when all they know is the darkness. Not all minds think alike..." He says doubtfully. But he soon cracks a small smile, "But I think it is possible." Ahura thinks for a minute longer. "Yes...A future as bright as a diamond with no worries of the past." He begins to smile some more. "Somehow...If we could get everyone to let go of the past then maybe everything would stop...And people will be more caring toward one another..." He finishes with a sigh. His iris's for the first time trailed onto the ground and landed near the girls eyes. "You are...Different than all of the others I've met..." He says, almost inaudible to even his own ears.

"You have a strong amount of faith and hope in everyone's future. You...care deeply for everyone's sake including nature itself..." His voice goes into a small whisper. For some reason, his voice had altered into a much softer tone than what he wanted. This sudden alteration made Ahura slightly uncomfortable and he chose to stop talking for the moment.

Scarny couldn't hear the whisper but heard his mind. She also saw his true identity. The large creature that he was born and the small boy he chose to portray. She also saw in the back of his mind a slight hint of something he once was in a past life. Something reflecting what he was then. She shook it out of her mind and instead turned to attention to the drawing in the sand. "Yes I know what it is. My father had saved the life of one and later it saved his life. I only got to see it disappear in the sky." She thought how her father said she would encounter one again one day, it made her smile. She stood and brushed the sand from her shorts and tank top. She moved towards the dragon and looked over at the man with the mask. "I am going to fly and I am sure he will fly too, would you like a ride? I am sure if you dont want to ride with me you could ride with him." She stopped and turned to Ahura. "Unless you want to ride with me too. We can all ride on him. He is gentle and very large."

Lodan smiled and slightly laughed. "OK this will be a bit hard but lt me try." He closed his eyes and concentrated real hard. Within a minute his ears disappeared and eleven tails appeared on his lower back. He opened his eyes and yawned. "Sorry it is almost a new moon so its really hard to do this." He yawned again at the end of the sentence and looked at her. "This tails are of the knowledge and all types of things I have done. Not in this life, past ones. I have been rewarded with all of what I learned it my past lives. I still feel the hurt for the ones I lost, and when they lost me." He tried to explain to her. He didn't really want her to know her previous ten names.

Ahura stood, brushing the sand off his pants before his eyes reached the beast. "Er-I can fly on my own, but I think I plan on staying here a couple days longer and I was wondering if you could maybe tell me where I may stay?" He asks. A small blush forming upon his face. He rarely had to ask for something as simple as finding a place to stay. He could have just found a small clearing quite close to the camp and set up a small site there. Why on earth would a traveler such as he ask for any form of hospitality? He had the trees as his home...

Ahura inhales deeply as feathers and fur cover his bare skin. His size grows as well and soon, feathered wings of multiple colors form on his back. The last thing to show was his tail which fanned out behind him. Once he had transformed completely his head turned toward Scarny and her dragon. "I'll let you lead. It's easier for me to follow the wind currents rather than vibrations when I'm in the air." He gently walks up beside the dragon. His wings tensing as they got prepared to take off.

Scarny nodded as Henry left then quickly mounted the dragon and was in the air. She didnt have to fly far before she landed at some of the cabins. She pointed at one of the cabins and looked over at him. "You can use this one. You can get settled if you want. I am going to fly for a bit then maybe just walk. You can still come if you want. It dosn't matter." She smiled then she was up in the air. She flew up very high loving the feeling of the altitude changing. She did know there was only so far she was aloud to go before man would be able to see her.

Scarny finally stopped just short of the border and started flying strait instead of up. She looked down at the world around her and smiled. SHe lifted her head to the breeze and felt the cold air blow her hair back showing her elven tattoo's. Then she loked over at Ahura and smiled. "Its great up here isnt it?" She had to raise her voice against the wind. She didn't like the loud talking so she went downwards some where the winds wasn't as bad.

Ahura's distant flapping reached his ears and his lips curled into a smile. He loved the bliss of flying. The freedom one feels when the weight of the sky pushes against one's wings. It was absolutely exhilarating. Scarny's voice suddenly reached his ears and he nodded to the girl. "Yes my'dear, it is quite enjoyable up here!" He shouts back.

His wing flaps began to speed up until he was beside Scarny's dragon. "Hmm...Such a beautiful day isn't it madam?" He shouts over the wind. Ahura slightly tilts his wings at an angle, making his way over Scarny's dragon and to her other side. To his relief, the girl began changing to a lower altitude. He followed after her and sighed as the wind softly brushed its fingers down his fur and feathers. His head faced toward Scarny, and although he couldn't see her, he could tell she was having a great time.

Ahura sped up beside her and howled up at the sky. The howl was a mixture of a dog and the screech of a bird. When the short howl/screech subsided, a flock of birds, most likely frightened from the noise, jolted out of the forest beside them. The white birds flew as a group for a couple of seconds before settling down in the forest below. Ahura chuckles. He was unable to witness the majestic sight but he remembered the event when he wasn't blind. His head painting the same image of when he was a bit younger.

His head turned toward Scarny and he flew just above her head. "You truly have a wonderful home. The weather, the freedom, the residents...Though I'd probably beware of the Basilisk," He chuckles. "But other than that, its a wonderful place." He comments. "How long have you lived here?" He asks in curiosity. The winged necklace around his neck jingled against his fur.