Fan Fiction |
by Jenny Tran
She looked like a sleeping doll resting on his arm, his tears still fresh as he flew straight to the blue castle where Serefina reigns. He entered without announcement and stood in the center of the room with Chow Yee in his arms “Your highness!” he called out.
Within seconds Serefina appeared in midair, her eyes tired she already knew the outcome “Ahron, you have returned.” she seated gently on the blue clouded thrown.
He placed Chow Yee on the bed of clouds in front of him as he knelt down on one knee with a lowered head “I have failed you. I could not keep her alive.”
“It is fate.” She sighed. Ahron moved his eyes up to see that the queen had aged many years since he left the heavens “I have spent too much powers keeping the Gods safe from evil.” She read his mind with ease.
Ahron frowned “How did he escape?”
“A slip of a God.” She waved a hand to beckon the Gods to come.
He was not prepared to see Jeroham and Cyrus assisting Azariah into the castle. She looked pale as a ghost and too weak to stand on her own “My love…” he whispered. She gave him a short smile while leaning onto Cyrus for support. He turned back to Serefina “I do not understand.”
The Queen stepped down slowly from her thrown “Chow Yee is Azariah, Azariah is Chow Yee. They are one spirit and one soul. If anything happens to one, the other shall deem the same conclusion. That is why I asked you to bring her back safely and for Jeroham to be careful with Azariah.”
“But why?” Ahron’s face cringed in pain when Cyrus brought Azariah to him. His arms rested around her shoulders with ease.
“It was my idea.” Azariah whispered. “When I was sworn into the Heavens as a God, Serefina predicted that we would not be the safe for long as Lucifer will rise again to destroy all of the Gods. In a desperate plea for help, she came up with a plan to stop history from repeating itself. But we realized the only way to prevent it is to repeat history. The Crystal Ring was the key.”
Serefina took over when Azariah paused to take a breath “I created a spell that allowed a God to take over a human’s body and soul. The legends that you have heard are true, I was once in love with a human. My father and King of Gods was furious, he killed the man I fell in love with and locked me in the heavens. Instead of crying, I found a way to make a spell in that I could leave the Heavens as I pleased. I engraved it on the Crystal Ring but until this day, no one has been able to uncover its words, except…”
“Azariah…” Ahron replied. He looked over at the weakened girl “Is there any way to save her?” his eyes traveled down to Chow Yee “How about her?”
“Chow Yee is indeed a Fortune Teller, but she was not aware of it. When Azariah began to take over her body you were on the fourth test of courage. She wanted to stop Barak before he could get to you, it was her goal. Unfortunately you were not able to bring Chow Yee back alive, Azariah’s soul was trapped inside and is growing weaker by the minute.” Serefina turned to Jeroham “Do you have any idea how to spare her life?”
The wise God sighed, his eyes distant “There is only one way…the Power of Nine. It was created by Lucifer with the only intention of destroy but after years of research I found a way to turn it to good. It is the only power that can save her. A combination of the God of Rain, War, Truth, Love, Fortune, Life, Power, Sun and Hatred. Unfortunately Lucifer has taken over Barak’s body and claimed the God of Power and Hatred. Azariah is weakening, we cannot use her powers.”
“Barak? So he is not in control of his actions?” Ahron asked curiously.
“You did not tell me so!” Cyrus pointed at Jeroham.
The God of Life smiled “It was not time, my friend. We did not want the rumors to travel around the Heavens that Lucifer had escaped. He had been living in Barak’s body for months.”
“He did not know that I was aware of the situation.” Serefina spoke up “I allowed him to dwell amongst the Gods in order to plan the war. But it seems, we are not fortunate in retrieving the Fortune Teller. The four tests was a mere distraction so that Lucifer was not worried over destroying you, Ahron. Without Azariah, you would not be here.” She noticed his eyes did not leave Chow Yee “You have fallen for her.” It was not a question but a comment.
Ahron looked up, eyes glossy “I am not sure.” Suddenly, he remembered something “What is the Power of Ten?”
Jeroham and Cyrus exchanged glances “There is no such Power.”
“Then why did Barak say it? Actually, it was Lucifer.” Ahron recalled, “I assume you knew about it?.” he said to Serefina.
Serefina shook her head “I do not know of such power. Did he mention who was the last power?”
Ahron nodded “Chow Yee.”
Then it occurred to her. Lucifer was not after Ahron, he was after Chow Yee “Maybe there is a way to salvage the both of them.” Serefina slowly smiled as she conjured a spell in her mind. Closing her eyes, she muttered incoherent words. Her eyes opened with a blue light shooting towards where Ahron was kneeling. He would not believe what he witnessed had he not been there. Azariah’s fading spirit was lifted and set perfectly over Chow Yee’s body. The blue light continued to hide the two figures while the Gods shielded their eyes from the blinding colors “Combining the two would be the only way to keep both Azariah and Chow Yee alive. But you will only see one face, you must choose in your heart now, Ahron.”
Choose? How could he? He loved both, but to look at only one person would tear him apart. He would miss the Chow Yee if it was Azariah’s face and vice versa “I cannot choose…” he lowered his head with eyes tightly closed.
“You already have.” Serefina smiled.
His eyes snapped open and he looked down to see her beautiful porcelain face come to life. Her eyes opened and the smile was irreplaceable, she was lively and wearing a violet dress “Chow Yee…”
“No.” she smiled “Azariah.”
Ahron turned to Serefina “Your highness?”
“Because you love both, your mind has made up it’s owns rules. Chow Yee’s exterior is what you will see but it is Azariah’s heart and soul that speaks to you.” Serefina reached down and lifted the two up to a standing position “Congratulations, you have the best of both worlds.”
The two embraced for the first time, smiles were received and given as the other Gods watched in envy at the two Gods finally reunited. Cyrus was teary as he clapped his hands starting a trend for the others to follow “Do not cry, my friend.” Jeroham teased.
“I was not. It was the cloud dust…” he tried to cover it with a nonchalant attitude “Have you forgotten the Forbidden Rule of Love?”
Jeroham sighed “It is her highness that made the rule so it is also she that can destroy it.”
“My dear friend, you are wise beyond your youthful stature.” Serefina smiled down at her sons and daughters “But this is not over.” Her lips pressed in a tight grim expression “He will be back. And we are missing three powers in order to form the Power of Nine.”
Ketura and Moriya stepped up in unison “Leave that to us your highness.”
The Queen tilted her head curiously “You have a plan?”
“To retrieve the God of Hatred and God of Power. As for Barak…” Ketura turned to Moriya for help.
“We are not strong enough.” Moriya replied.
She nodded “It will be a challenge to push Lucifer out of Barak’s body.”
“How many days left until the war?” Ahron asked curiously.
Jeroham answered “Three days.”
“Very well, please leave that to myself and Azariah.” He turned to her with a content smile.
“How we all envy you both.” Cyrus comment was sarcastic but he too was envious.
“Do not mind him.” Jeroham began with a laugh “He is upset due to the fact that he will never find love.”
The Gods laughed despite the solemnly mood “But it is not I that married a fat wife as a human.” He quipped causing the explosion of laughter.
In the mist of the light air, Ahron took Azariah’s hand and led her away. Serefina was the only God to see them leave. A smile imprinted on her face “The Heavens is in your hands now.” She whispered.
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He took her to the Fairy garden of peaches. Where rows of trees were grown, it was the fruit of the Gods. After eating, it will bring a God good health and happiness. But to the God of Rain and Sun, they did not need the fairy peach. Azariah’s eyes landed on a large peach “Do you suppose her highness will grant us this one?”
Ahron’s smile showed content and pure love “I will steal it for you.”
She spun around with widened eyes “No! She was kind enough to allow our love to bloom, we cannot break another rule.”
“You are lovely when upset.” He laughed. Ahron stepped closer to her, still unable to tear his eyes from her face “How I missed you.”
Azariah tilted her head playfully “Do you speak of Chow Yee or myself?”
His smile slipped suddenly “I did not mean—”
She quickly laughed at his reaction “I was only teasing. Do not take me seriously. I do not mind that you are in love with two women. It just proves I did not choose the wrong man. Even until the end, you were not able to put your heart in one person. Although others might find you indecisive, I find that quality to be passionate and loving. It has only made my love for you grow.”
Ahron reached out and hugged her abruptly “Promise me, whatever happens in three days, we will be together. Whether it is death.”
She tightened her hug around his neck and shoulders “I promise.” They broke apart at arms length. The look he gave her made her blush “Do you miss her?”
“Chow Yee?” he asked and Azariah nodded “I do…but seeing her face is enough to ease the pain.”
She smiled with a lower head “I wish there was a way you could see us both in our true forms.”
“I do not.” He pulled away from her and turned the other way, hiding his sly grin.
“Why so?” she questioned.
“Could you imagine the bickering and quarrels the two of you will have?” he teased, “Arguments about who loves me more will surely give me a headache.”
Azariah giggled, “Ahron, I had no idea your ego had exploded. Believe me, there are women who are willing to share. Especially those that have fallen for the God of Rain.”
“A God could dream couldn’t he?” Ahron smiled “Now, on to our plan…”