Kotone Yukimura's Story

Kotone opened her eyes to the forest, birds making noise in the trees. She sat up and looked around then smiled. She was in Monster Daze! Looking through her bag, she found some money, her mp3 player and her small deer named Shi-shi. Taking out the deer, she was surprised to find him breathing. Maybe the game wanted her to have someone to talk to. Or Shi-shi was actually be alive in real life and she didn't notice.

"How odd..." She said, looking back at the wide eyed white deer. "Well, come on then, we have to find somewhere to sleep, right?" She set the toy down and stood up, dusting her skirt off and fixing her glasses. Shi-shi merely watched and trotted around, testing out his new legs. "There! Alright then." She smiled at the small deer doll, who was at her heels. Picking him up, she walked out of the forests, looking for any of her suitors.

Momo sits in a tree deep within a forest, her legs, which were covered in a heavy mechanical armor, dangling from the branch. Her hazel eyes stared out over the horizon, watching as the sun was beginning to rise into the clear blue sky. It casted an orange and purple hue, making it seem more like a colorful canvas than a normal sky. It was actually quite beautiful for her, and it eased some of the sadness she felt within her heart. Yes, that sadness...The one which was always there, but Momo never actually knew why...It wrapped around her heart like a heavy weight, causing it to sink within her chest. A soft sigh slips past her pink lips, as she finally leans back against the bark of the tree, allowing her eyes to close.

There was a small draft, the wind brushing her hair pink hair from her face with each pass. It felt nice on her skin, and the sweet songs of the birds around added to the beauty of nature. This was always where Momo went before starting her day, allowing herself the relaxation, even for only a few moments. It was at that moment, she heard something strange...something in which did not blend in with the natural sounds of the forest. Her eyes quickly snap open, gazing around in curiosity. Momo spots a strange looking girl below, on the forest floor. She didn't look like anyone which lived here...Where was she from? Was she a monster? She did look strange, to her, anyways, being that she wasn't "normal" (normal consisting of the strange creatures that actually lived there).

Slipping from the tree, she lands heavily in front of the girl, having landed on the stuffed deer without notice, who screeched and bounced off the floor into it's owner's hands. She raises an eye brow in confusion, her eyes in a sort of daze as if she were always sleep walking. "Um...Was that my fault?..." Momo asks, her voice soft and innocent. Her armor clanked against each other, metal against metal, as she shifted from one foot to the next.

Kotone squeaked and looked at the strange girl then at her shaking doll. Pressing a gentle kiss to his muzzle, Shi-shi calmed down but still looked warily at the girl. Kotone giggled at the sillyness of her friend. But she was glad the deer was unhurt and even more so that he wanted to protect her. She wondered if maybe the game gave him a secret power or new form.

" Yeah, kinda...It's alright, he's not hurt... Well, maybe his ego is but that's easy to fix" She murmured, setting the white deer toy on her head. Smiling widely, she held out her hand. "I'm Kotone Yukimura, by the way. The doll is my friend, Shi-shi. What's your name?" she asked, cocking her head like a dog.

Kotone, being the romantic she is, decided to look over the girl. Dazed hazel eyes, cute pink lips, choppy pink hair, she had to admit, she liked what she saw. Blushing, she let her eyes shyly rove over the girl's curves, quite ashamed with herself. She fiddled with her glasses, obviously not used to being around such a cute girl.

Momo blinks slightly, as if the things which were occurring were uninteresting, although in all actuality, they were very interesting to her. It was simply her expression which made it seem that way..With a soft, half-smile, she reaches out her hand to gently shake Kotone's. "I see...I'm Momo, I guess...But you can call me whatever you want...Are you from around here? I don't remember seeing you before..." Momo asks, wondering where Kotone had exactly come from. She was a cute looking little girl, slightly shorter than herself. Her body was more fragile looking, as well, but had nice curves to it; where they all should be, anyways.

Momo thinks for a moment. Why was she thinking these things?...Did it really matter what this girl looked like?...She usually went through the days like nothing existed around her; no one really attracted her before. She wasn't even sure if this curiosity of Kotone was actually attraction...Glancing down towards the built in clock on the wrist of her heavy armor, it was apparent about ten minutes had passed. She would have to head back for her duty, soon, or she would be late...Maybe Kotone could go with her? Or was it too dangerous? She seemed a bit too fragile for the job that Momo had to do each day, but maybe it was just her appearance...Maybe there was something else to this girl...

Looking back up at her, her hazel eyes shimmer against the rays of sun which were now higher in the sky. It was then that Momo noticed the girl was looking her over quite a bit. Was there something wrong with her?...Something she said?...

Kotone smiled. "I think I'll call you Momo-chan! And, I'm not from around here... I moved here today... And I'm kinda lost..." She flushed darker so that even her ears were a bright red. She had decided to lie to everyone about where she's from. It would keep everyone from thinking she was weird, which she got enough of in the real world. "Do you think you could help me?"

She wrung her hands shyly, looking down at the dirt ground. The girl made her unnaturally nervous. It was weird. Though her limited experience with female of her age was also to blame, but it was mostly the girl. She made her feel... Weird.

But it's the good kind of weird though. It had little goosebumps going over her skin and her heart racing. Like when she had almost finished the game with her favorite character. Quickly dismissing her feelings, she merely waited for the other girl.

A clicking noise came from the forest, K'klik observing the going-ons of the two humanoids. Their scent patterns were very similar, and so it was apparent that the two were of the same sex. But they were different, too. One had a pair of 'wings' while the other did not. The Winged One additionally carried a scent of a bio-organic engine. Peculiar. The Unwinged One...her scent was of...oranges? K'klik's mouth salivated a little, the scent reminding him of the delicious, addicting Earth-fruit.

Deciding not to waste the opportunity, K'klik came out of the forest onto the path, giving out a noise of salutations, which to the mortal ear would sound very much like the clicking of a beetle, but with an emotion of friendliness set behind it. His intentions were to make contact with the creatures and attempt to communicate; he had learned several languages of the Earthlings, but had never had the opportunity to attempt actual communication.

"H...hello!" The word was heavily accented by a clicking undertone, again said with much mustered friendliness and enthusiasm. Asking if he was correct in his greeting, he added, "'Hello'...isk good?"

Momo was confused by the girl's reaction. Her face was burning red, goose bumps apparent as they dotted her delicate skin. She flutter's her wings in curiosity, a few soft, pink feathers falling loose and floating to the grassy ground below. Folding her wings back, they were much more compact now, and out of the way of sight. Normally, Momo would have asked the girl if she was in some sort of distress, but she figured the reason for such behavior was simply for the fact that she was lost...After a few more moments of silent thinking, Momo parts her lips to speak. "I guess you could come with me...But it's dangerous...you'll have to stay close...I walk through all the towns around here and spend my days protecting the creatures that live there...It's my job...and sometimes it gets a bit hairy...Think you can handle that?..." Momo asks, quizzically, hoping the girl was fully prepared.

It was at that moment a strange clicking sound could be heard. In surprise, a large mechanical gun transformed, splitting from the arm of her armor, and seperating off so that she could hold it in her hands. Quickly spinning to face the creature, Momo points the gun towards it, the metal shining against the beaming rays of sun from above. Her eyes were now a deep red color, strange computer like 1's and 0's crossing the surface of them, as if she were calculating in her head. As her eyes gazed over the alien-like creature, though, her body, once tense, soon relaxed. Momo threw the gun up, and it transformed back into it's normal appearance, with loud metal slapping against metal, as it clicked back into place on her arm. "K'kilk Zah'torak..." Momo says, adding a little of his own language's accent to it.

Being that Momo was mostly a mechanical being, she was able to store all of her memories, like a filing cabinet. She could access any which one she pleased, and therefor, names and other information was not hard to recall. This also made it easy to memorize other languages. She had seen this creature only a few times before, and knew at once he was not a threat. Being that her job was to protect the innocent, she had memorized all of their names, being sure to know which was friend, and which was foe. "You shouldn't sneak up on me like that...What are you doing here?.." She asks, curious to know as to why he was not in his town.

Kotone yelped and flushed darker when part of Momo's arm armor became a very scary looking gun. Shi-shi had already retreated back into the bag, shaking like a leaf. She herself was scared but not of Momo, she was scared of what made Momo react like that.

When a bug like creature walked over, she notice he didn't look evil or bad. Sure, he was a bug, but Kotone liked bugs, often keeping a small beetle or butterfly as a temporary pet. So when Momo's gun became armor again, she felt her body relax. She didn't want to see someone get hurt, she wasn't that kind of person.

"Momo-chan?" She asked hesitantly, not sure if the winged robot would turn on her. "Who is this?" She didn't bother with the name she had heard the other girl say. She didn't want to offend the alien creature in front of her, especially if he was a suitor of hers. That happened too often and she would feel a bit hurt by it, as if the person actually was real. But here, they were. And could, if they wanted to, attack her.

K'klik gave a small hiss at the Angeloid as she pointed the gun at him, obviously not amused. He remembered the scent now; the biomachine had claimed its mission to be that of protection of innocent creatures. Distaste still in his voice at being threatened, he spake in his native tongue to answer the Winged One Momo. I am here as I am everywhere--to observe, to study. The language was composed entirely of different ranges of clicking sounds and noises, and had a slight melodic tone to it. Noting the confusion of the Orange-smelling Unwinged One, he attempted to speak in the human language. He had difficulty translating his meaning, and struggled to speak it, his clicking accent intruding at points.

"Kkome...to...to see."

Hearing the Unwinged One's question, he again struggled to communicate. He pointed to himself. "Isk K'klik." The name was in the native tongue of his, which he realized would be impossible for the Earthling to replicate. "Kkall 'K'klik'." He pronounced it 'Keh-click'. "Or 'K'. K gkood also."

He then pointed toward the Unwinged One. "Who isk you?"

Kotone smiled at K'kilk. She pointed to herself. "I'm Kotone Yukimura! My friends call me Tone!" She pulled out the small deer and held him out. "This is Shi-shi! He's a stuffed animal." She walked over to him and held her hand out. "Let's be good friends, m'kay?" She giggled while Shi-shi watched both creatures with the utmost distrust. He didn't like the way the brown one watched his owner.

Then she turned to Momo. "I'd love to come with you, but I'm very tired... I traveled quite a bit to get here. Plus it's getting dark around here..." She murmured, pulling the white doll closer to her chest. It wasn't that she didn't like the dark, just the things that lived it. She looked around nervously. She really didn't like these forests. They didn't seem right at all. She subconsciously scooted closer to both K and Momo. She wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.

Momo blinks, taking the time to translate his native tongue into her own language. What he said wasn't much of a surprise. His type was always worried about science. that was what they always seemed to be doing. If they were walking down a road, it was for science. If they were eating something, it was for science...She didn't often know why she bothered to ask when, most likely, she knew what the answer was...Hearing the gentle, shaky voice behind her, Momo remembered suddenly that the girl was still there. In her mode of protection, she had forgotten...Momo turns towards her, in a more friendly manner, with a soft smile. "Oh...this is just one of the many scientists around here...I mistook him for a threat..." She explains, watching as they introduced themselves to one another.

When Kotone spoke of being tired, Momo realized the girl may need some place to sleep for the night. She didn't really have a house, because she simply traveled around. Not only that, but being mechanical, she had no need for sleep, being that her brain received the energy it needed with the mechanical parts of her body. But, still being human in a way, she did need to eat. So, Momo turns towards K, tilting her head slightly as strands of pink hair fall over one of her hazel eyes. "K...I have no shelter for this girl...She seems scared...take her to your home and let her rest there, would you?..." She asks, in his language. To Kotone, it simply sounded as various clicks and hums.

Kotone would be able to rest there, hopefully, if K wasn't to loud with his experiments. While she did so, Momo would do her rounds, and come to check up on her later in the night....

K'klik gave a blink as well, looking to the Earthing, then to the Angeloid. He thought for a moment, then gave a nod. Yes, that should be no problem. K looked to Kotone, giving a moment to observe. He wasn't sure how this Earthling would react to the Kan'naorians, and how they would react to her, but it seemed that she did not mind him. If anything, she seemed as curious about him as he was to her. He doubted there would be a problem.

"You kkome to home." K gave a nod to Kotone, inwardly cursing his inability to be proficient in speaking the Earthling language. He wasn't trying to make a command, nor did realize that the sentence he spoke might have seemed that way. He continued, nonetheless, further clarifying that it was more of a request. "Kan'naorian, isk kkuriousk. Wekkome you."

Kotone thought about what Momo said, which didn't sound like English or any other language she knew. Frowning slightly, she wanted to know what was being said. She really didn't like being left out. It happened too often in the real world. But before she could ask what either was saying, K began talking to her.

"You are curious about me? I'm honored. No one has ever taken an interest in me. I'd also like to know more about your kind, if that's okay, I mean..." The last part was muttered but she was sure both could hear her perfectly. But she really did want to learn more. Maybe even learn a couple words in her language. Shaking herself from those thoughts, she walked closer to K and smiled.

"Lead the way? I tend to get lost easy..." She muttered, wringing her hands and looking down. It was true, she had no sense of direction whatsoever. She got lost going down a straight hallway once. She also kind of wanted an excuse to hold someone's hand. The forest was still really scary and she defiantly did not want to get lost here. No telling who- or what- would find her and what it would do to her.

K gave a clicking noise, but it sounded like that of a lulling purr--as if a cat's purr were translated to a click. "Isk okay." He wondered what she meant about others not taking interest--it did not cross his mind that she meant in the stead of potential Mates. He did not wonder long, though. "Kan'naorian likke kkuriousk. Kkotone...kkurious...isk good." K mentally used the name of the Eternal Queen in vain at his inability to speak the language of the Earthling clearly, adding several curses for good measure.

Looking to the horizon, K saw that the sun indeed was low. Nighttime was coming. K gave another noise, this one sounding like the protective worry of a dog's growl. "Sun isk not yellow. Dark kkome." He made a motion, which was to point out his point, but could have very easily been mistaking as offering his 'hand'. "Dark isk not good out of Kan'vara. Kkome. We go."

Kotone smiled at K. He seemed very nice, even through the apparent language barrier. It soothed her, made her feel safe. She felt much safer after the protective growl though and slid next the the alien. "Let's get out of here then. I really don't like these forests." She muttered, carefully grasping his "hand" in her own. She blushed slightly, something she had been doing a lot of lately. She hoped that K didn't mind. She had never really held anyone's hand before so she was hesitant about even reaching out and grabbing it.

"It's so I don't get lost... U-unless you don't like it! T-then you c-can let go..." she stuttered out, looking down at the ground. When she said no one had taken any interest in her, she meant it. At school or her old house, no one bothered to look at her. She would rather been bullied than ignored. At least then she knew that she was acknowledged.

K was a bit surprised at the sudden motion to come closer to him and grab the extended 'hand'. He did not understand, giving a blink to her explanation. He gave a nod, allowing it to sink in; it made sense. It was certainly a way to not get lost if you were in physical contact with your guide. "Isk good." He wondered why she looked to the the ground, her face becoming redder. He wasn't exactly sure why, and was a bit worried. Was she sick? "Isk you good?" With his other hand on the same side, he motioned her reddened cheeks. "You red...isk sikk?"

He gave a moment for thought. If she was indeed sick, it could not be due to him. She had just met him, and therefore any sickness transverse between them would take more time to develop. He additionally doubted that anything she had he could catch, though the Kan'naorians could possibly find a way to help her heal. It would certainly be a good opportunity to study the Earthling...

In either case, sickness or not, he saw as the sun sped in its decent, realizing that it would be faster for him to carry her. Without so much as a thought to ask, he scooped her up in a pair of his arms, carrying her bridal style. "K kkarry. Isk faskter." He set off toward a direction of the forest, a mixture of scents and instinct guiding him toward his home.

Cooincidentaly, or perhaps it was fate or perhaps it was the programming of the game none of them but Kotone were aware of, Cynreial son of Cintorel was walking through the forest on a well-traveled deerpath. His robes seemed entirely unsuited for his current occupation of traveling bard and historian. They were rich and fragile looking and seemed as though they would become caught on every branch passed by. However, this was not the case, they were made of a strong elvish fabric that slid harmlessly past branches and flowed just so, they were of no special price if you got it from the source though at the same time it also protected from the cold and other elements.

"Canirella ya foenta canellio uwanna goccino ebirella," A deep musical voice sang as the strings of his gallichone were strummed in a smooth melody very much suited for aimless wandering. A small, fluffy bird pearched itself on his shoulder and he gave it a soft smile, something that would be completely out of character if it were anything but an animal. The bird fluffed itself up some more in pride and decided to stay with this elf in his travels for perhaps some time to come, for he had a particularly soothing voice and his smooth gait was just enough to lull it to sleep... Another smile for the now sleeping bird on his shoulder and his walking slowed ever so slightly in an attempt to not wake up the little creature fastened on his shoulder.

"Hn," His voice was low and held a hidden power, it spoke of years of learning and a wiseness that betrayed his youthful face. Many people of many races were drawn in by it only to be stung by the harshness of his cold words and colder demeanor, "I think I might call you Lier, young one. It means 'flying melody' in my language and I have a feeling you will be a songbird once you wake..." He chuckled quietly to himself and kept strumming his gallichone and walking sedately at a leuisure pace.

Cynreial didn't know where he was going and didn't particularly care either. In the future he would settle down again for some time, then move on, just as he always did. It was his own personal cycle that he enjoyed very much. Wandering, settling, then wandering again. It suited him and he always learned the most facinating things in his many travels. Stories, lore, histories, languages, customs and cultures, sciences, politics, and all sorts of other interesting things. By now he truly was a walking history book, this fact was not helped by his age either... though that was something he never dwelled on for very long- though he was young for his race, being away from them for so long and now with shorter-living races he's seen the ever ongoing cycle of life and death fulfill and repeat itself far too many times.

Sliding through a copse of trees he came across an odd scene. A young Human female holding one of the apendages of a young Kan'naorian male... that was a sight, in all of his travels, he had never come across. His quiet strumming stopped for a moment in his surprise, though his face never changed from it's usual icy mask, but picked up again, louder this time. Not noticeably so, to Human ears, but enough to alert superior hearing to his preasence. He was curious, something that he usually never bothered to reign in. That is not to say he couldn't, just that he found more satisfaction in sating it than he did starving it of the knowledge it so craved for. Besides, he liked to keep learning things, even if they ended up being entirely useless in the long run. Sometimes knowledge for knowledge's sake was the best and most satisfying kind...

"What ho." He greeted softly, almost like a deep whisper of the wind if one didn't listen carefully.

Kotone smiled at K's words but inwardly she berated herself. "Not even here a day and you're already blushing! You're pathetic!" Her subconscious mocked. She hated how it sounded like her mother's voice. Outwardly, she fought to keep the smile on her face. "Thank you, K. I'm quite alrigh- Eep!" She squeaked quite cutely as she was lifted off the ground. She looked up at K, the blush on her face even more apparent. This was when she cursed her milky white skin.

Shi-shi poked his head out of her bag at the sound of another voice. The small doll clamored onto his owner's chest and watched in mild amusement as she squirmed in the bug alien's arms. He let out a small snort and pointed his nose in the direction of the voice. "Shi!" This caused her to spot the beautiful male and faint. Shi-shi merely shook his head and sighed. His owner was such a trouble magnet.

K pondered if she really was sick as her red furthered in color. Hm. That would not be good; he needed to get her to the Kan'vara quickly. This especially hit him so when the little animal that followed her gave a bleat, pointing in a direction, to which Kotone fainted. K looked up to see the strange, long-haired humanoid, to whom he at first blinked, then gave a slight clicking growl, protective in tone. The pale-skinned being reminded K of an old tale to scare Pupa, but had been based on uncertain events. The Pointy Ones. The K'na'ko. Said to creep into the Nests and feed upon Pupa and Larva alike, leaving nothing but withered husks.

Who are you? What are your intentions? K reverted to his native language by mistake, forgetting the humanoids spoke a language all of their own. He muttered a curse as he remembered so. "You isk who? Isk good...Isk not good?" As he spoke, he still moved slowly, not wanting to compromise time of the slowly-setting sun.

Momo smiles softly, glad that they seemed to be getting along well...With that, she spread her large, pink wings, and leaped into the air. They flapped heavily, sending small gusts of winds against the two, as she soared into the sky.... Momo spent the night gliding over the dark skies. She enjoyed flying at night. It felt as if she were flying with those shiny stars that dangled within the darkness. Sometimes, she reaches up with those slender fingers of hers, wanting to just touch one. Although, in all actuality, she knew that was quite impossible. Her pink hair fluttered in the wind, being thrown every which way, but it did not bother her...Everything in the towns seemed well, for what she had seen....There had been a few robberies, but those were only small problems; problems in which she easily, and swiftly, took care of. Her large, pink wings, flapped every once in a while to stay draft on the waves of the wind, keeping her high in the air.

It had only been about ten minutes, but she worked fast...And, already, she was becoming slightly worried for Kotone. Although they had seemed to work well together, she wondered if they were still okay..But Momo still had a job to do, whether she liked it or not, and couldn't neglect it for the sake of the girl...She would make another around through the towns, checking to see that the innocent were okay, and then would come to check on Kotone again...Maybe she would already be sleeping, anyways...Momo didn't want to bother her...The girl had seemed quite tired when she had left...."I'm sure I could just check in a little...It wouldn't hurt anybody.." Momo mutters to herself, turning in air to fly towards the spot in the forest they had once been, in case they had yet to leave....