The Defender of Destiny: 1 - Blue Moon of Hope

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## Chapter 1

Cross, Mom always told me. Cross through the worlds in a single portal and never look back.

My name is Vereena Breezevale.  I’m an elf of Mith’Ka, as are my parents.

I live in Brookwall, Illinois.  My parents told me when I was a baby, before the Shadomese attacked, we lived in Mith’Ka. Beautiful Mith’Ka.  It had gorgeous forests and rivers where the faunettes and dryads and naiads and shiklettes would roam and play.   But then the Shadomese Warriors attacked. They’re capable of such magic that they’re unstoppable.  It was pointless to defend our realm so Emperor Vaneo and Queen Glistionia told everyone to evacuate.  The portaldoers opened portals to the Errathe Realm while the emperor and queen made sure the Shadomese didn’t follow us.  And they were killed where they held their ground, where they in vain tried to defend.

My parents found themselves on Earth in the Errathe Realm, in Brookwall, Illinois.  No one questioned who they where or were they came form.

My father was a hunter named Allon Breezevale.  My mother was an herbal-medic named Feraneroa Nightroamer but after being married, Feraneroa Breezevale.  My father is an architect here and my mother is a nurse (she wanted to be a doctor but couldn’t pass her doctors’ exams, so she went the path of a nurse).  I go to Brookwall Middle School.  As elves, we need to blend in to pass as humans.

I have two human friends, Elena Laneide and Talon Mercury.   They're great, but I also have a shiklette friend named Echo Pileipa.

A shikl (or shiklette) looks a bit like a faun or faunette but more majestic.  They don’t have goat legs, only antlers and deer ears and a little tail.  Her mother is an illusionist and makes the shiklettes and shikls of the family look like humans.

I don’t enjoy school because there are boy bullies like Ian Doberman and Joe Motus who trip and punch the other bys, but even worse are the girl bullies like Winter Everbreen or Violet Methsmish.  They embarrass kids when they least expect it and it’s a lot worse than being physically affected.

I have a dragon friend named Spherea but we purchased an illusion that makes her look like a gray-coated cat.  We also had to buy a size changer, because even if her appearance changed, she would still be huge and even if you couldn’t see all of her, you could still touch her.

Elena and Talon do not know of Mith’Ka but Echo does.  But in turn, they will someday, I hope.

## Chapter 2

My favorite class is gym because I'm so good at it.  I always get an A+ on my report card. Mr. Stonell’s favorite student is be, but to avoid being a teacher’s pet, I try to ignore him every once in a while.  Gym *was* my favorite.  Until today. Because Winter Everbreen’s in it.

We were running laps around the soccer field, getting ready for our track unit.  Its spring here and they can get hot.  It ended soon.

Mr. Stonells yelled, “Alright class!  Get to the locker room and get ready for your next class!”

As we walked, Winter Everbreen (who’s in my gym) tripped me.  Usually I have fast reflexes, but I was pushing the door open, so I fell into the door.  About everyone in the class giggled, and Winter giggled:

“Oops!”

It wasn’t like it was a big injury or anything, but Winter seriously messed with me.  In front if my crush, Con Riele.  My pointed ears flicked angrily.

Next period was lunch, and thankfully Elena, Talon, and Echo are in my lunch period.  Thankfully for me, Mom packed lunch.  It was leftover salad from yesterday’s dinner.

“So, Veve,” said Elena. “I heard you got tripped at the end of gym today.”

“You know that?” I asked, surprised.  I shouldn’t be, though because gossip at Brookwall Middle School spreads like wildfire here.

“Calou told me.  She has at least one friend in each period and class feeding her information.  “I'm pretty sure it was Natalie Peache who got the dirt on you,” Elena said.

That figured.  Calou Wormwood wasn’t mean but she was a sucker for gossip.  She was good if you needed information on someone, but not if you had a secret you really didn’t want out.

“Winter tripped me,” I grumbled.

“I'm sorry, Veve,” Echo said.  Talon nodded.

“Its fine,” I said trying to put on a smile.  Suddenly, I was splashed in the back of my head.  I turned around and Basionia Maweow was running away with a lunchtray.

“I'm so sorry Vereena!” she yelled as she ran past.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed a napkin to dry my hair off.  I'm pretty sure Basionia is a Nekorean.  They're people with cat features.  A Hitoroa is like a phase 1 Nekorean.   They really only have fluffy ears and a tail.  A Mei is phase 2.  They have ears, usually paws, and a tail, and their eyes start to change to look more like a tiger’s.  A Sanniou is the last phase.  They’re the wildest of all Nekoreans and the most animal-like too.  They're covered in fur with claws, ears, tail and they hardly have human feet, they look more like paws.  Their eyes are tiger-like and their teeth are really sharp.  All Nekoreans can be born in any phase but Hitoroas and Sannious are the most common, but back in Mith’Ka, the Sannious were the ones who were appointed all the special, important ranks.  I'm not entirely sure if Basionia is a Nekorean, because like most of the creatures of Mith’Ka, she probably used an illusion to hide her cat features.

“It was just an accident, Veve,” Echo said.  She could see the frustration in my eyes.  “Basionia didn’t mean to.”

“I know,” I grumbled. “But now my head’s soaking wet.”

Talon was staring at Basionia.  Calou told me Talon probably had a crush on her.  It’s probably true.  She has blonde-almost-gray hair and blue eyes.

“Talon, you can stop gawking at your girlfriend,” Elena said.

He turned red and we started laughing.  At least I have my friends at school.

## Chapter 3

“I’m home!” I yelled as I entered the house.  I put my jacket and backpack away.

Mom’s usually in the kitchen so I went that way. Instead of a Mom, a Nekorean was there.  I was startled, not expecting a random stranger in our house.

Normally, a random creature in my house would freak me out, but what was even weirder was that the Nekorean wasn’t wearing an illusion.  She was about 23 years old with strawberry blonde hair, caramel eyes, and white cat features.  She was wearing a maid dress (which I find odd, because no one does anymore).  She was also a Hitoroa.

She turned around and her eyes lit up when she saw me.

“Hi, I'm Cheia, your new maid!” she purred.  “You must be Vereena.  Feraneroa said you’d be home at 3:30.  Do you want a snack?”

A little bit untrusting, I slightly narrowed my eyes.  “Umm… Sure.”

I sat down at the table and Spherea jumped into my lap, only to run away.  As Cheia fixed something, I thought and then blurted, “Why aren’t, you… well, illusioned?”

“Huh?” she asked.

“You're not illusioned,” I repeated.

“Oh!” she exclaimed. “Do I really need to be illusioned in a Mith’Ka household?  I *like* showing my true self.”  She smiled and handed me a bowl of ambrosia salad.  “Do you like ambrosia salad?” she said, her eyes gleaming.

I smiled.  Ambrosia salad was my favorite sweet snack.  “Thanks, Cheia,” I said.  I took a bite (but not before making sure there was nothing lethal in it).  It tasted even better than how Mom makes it.  Within 30 seconds, my bowl was empty.  There was just one thing: there was some kind of fruit in it that was a light orange that I couldn’t recognize by either taste or look.  It wasn’t bits of pineapple or oranges.  I wasn’t sure what it was.

I set my bowl into the sink. “How did you… what was…”  I tried to make it unobvious.  “What did you do to make it taste different?”

“You liked it?”  She smiled.  “I replaced the sour cream with vanilla ice cream.”

That wasn’t what I meant but I figured it wasn’t really *that* important.  “Where’s Mom?” I asked.  I started to feel slightly untrusting of her.

“She said she had to run some errands,” Cheia replied.  “She’ll be back around 4:30.”

I tried not to narrow my eyes.  *When it’s 4:30, we’ll see her “errands” and if she’s back.*  But I had to play along.  We had some time before it became 4:30.  “Do you want to play a board game?” I asked. “I can grab *Clue* or *Monopoly* or something.”

She looked at the microwave.  “Okay,” she replied. “For 20 minutes.  Then I have to finish up the housework.  Let’s see…  Do you know how to play *Splendor*?”

When it was finally 4:30, mom came home, so I guess Cheia didn’t murder her or anything.  Oddly enough, she looked exhausted.

“Hi, Sakura-Chan,” Mom said to me.

“Hey Mom,” I replied. I followed her into the kitchen.  Cheia was waiting for her.

“Mrs. Breezevale,” said Cheia.  She handed Mom a bowl of ambrosia salad.

“Thank you, Cheia,” she said.  She took the bowl and went into the living room.

“Looks like my shift is over,” Cheia said.  “I’ll see you later Mrs. Breezevale.  Send Mr. Breezevale my hellos.”  She grabbed her bag and walked out the door.

I’d never seen Mom so exhausted.  “What were your errands, Mom?” There was something she wasn’t telling me.

“Oh, just some grocery shopping,” she said.  “I’ll be in my room if you need me.”

She went upstairs but I *knew* she was lying.  Chills went up my spine.  She’d never brought in any shopping bags full of food or *any* shopping bags at all.

## Chapter 4

The days were getting more and more similar but also different.  I would come home from school, Cheia would be there and leave when my parents came back and both Mom and Dad would be exhausted and deprived of energy.  Oddlier enough, Basionia Maweow hasn’t been going to school recently and someone started a rumor that she went missing and might’ve even been kidnapped. Something weird was going on but none of the adults would tell me.

Speaking of weird, the sky has been darkening every day but I figure that’s because it’s spring.

After a long, Winter-and-Violet-infested day, I was finally home.  The sky was darker than ever and the weather people said we could expect a lot of rain. It was so dark that it almost looked purplish-blue in the center. I stepped into the house, almost expecting Cheia’s greeting but was… gone.  Mom and Dad weren’t home either.

“Hi?” I yelled.  No one answered.  “I'm home!”  *Hmm, whatever, it’s fine*.  I went upstairs and to my room, putting away my backpack and putting my homework on the desk.  I went to my parents’ room to see if mom’s computer was there.  It wasn’t, but a surprise was.

A Sanniou was standing there, looking out the window.  Forget her Nekorean appearance, her clothes (and existence) freaked me out.  She wore a simple tunic with armor shoulder pads made of bone.  Scars were everywhere but one was running through her purple right eye.

“Hi there… Elf,” she said in a surprisingly soft voice.  She grinned white, pointy teeth at me.

I took a staggered step backwards, fear gripping me.

“Aw, I just wanna play with you,” he said, slowly reaching for a knife in her belt.  Not that she needed it, of course.  Her claws were razor-sharp.

I dashed out of the room and slammed the door in hope to stop her, rushing downstairs to the phone. Suddenly, I felt the Sanniou’s hand grip the back of my shirt, nearly choking me as I tried to run away.  *How did she get through the door?!*

“You can’t run, elf!” she hissed in my ear.

“No, I can't!” I agreed, elbowing her in the stomach.  She gasped, letting go of my shirt and I ran to the kitchen to grab one of my mom’s knives. I grabbed a small, firm flexible one.

Suddenly she somehow appeared behind me.  I didn’t even know how she got there in the time without me even seeing her.  Anger was in her purple eyes.

“Good luck defending yourself with that!” she said, a small grin forming on her lips.

Fear rose inside of me. I raised my knife as she raised hers. I tried to strike, but she dodged with ease.  She hit my kitchen knife away.  It hit the floor with a clatter and she grinned at me again.

“Look, I’ll be nice and give you three options on how your death will be:

a) painfully

b) painfully

or c) painfully!”

She laughed and I said, “Uh, I’ll take option d.”

Her face twisted in angry confusion.  “Option… option d?  There’s no option d!”

“Exactly,” I said, sweat beading on my forehead, desperately searching for something to defend myself with. If I could stall just a little longer, I’d be able to reach to the giant wooden cooking pestle.

Her tail twitched irritatedly and a cat-like growl started in her throat.  “Stop trying to avoid the inevitable!”

She lunged at me, knife in her hands.  I threw my hands in front of me protectively, even though I knew it would do nothing.   My eyes closed tightly.

When nothing happened, I opened an eye.  The Sanniou was frozen in time or at least it looked like it.  I poked her in the shoulderplate.  It felt like bone but not cold, not as if she was ice-frozen.

“Are you okay?!”

I looked behind the Sanniou and standing there was Cheia with a worried look on her face.

“Cheia!” I exclaimed. The minute she saved me, I decided I was going to passive towards her.  She was in a white cotton hoodie with blue jeans and white sneakers. “This nut-job tried to kill me.”

She looked at her gravely. “This is Niekgra Clawshade,” she said. “Niekgra is a highly skilled bounty hunter, one of the most feared in Mith’Ka.”  She looked at the door.  “C’mon, we need to get to Echo Pileipa’s house.”

“Why?” I asked as we stepped out of the house.  “And how did you freeze her?  And what about my parents—”

“Your questions will be answered soon, but now is not the time to ask them,” Cheia replied without looking at me.  “All that matters is that we get to Sandstone and Kailyian Pileipa’s house before Niekgra unfreezes.”

We got to her house and Cheia inserted a yellow crystal into the keyhole.  The crystal turned into a living-moss-thing and grew all inside and over the knob and lock.  It made a clicking sound and Cheia opened the door.  This all happened in about four seconds.

Echo was reading a book on the couch and gasped when she saw us.  Her eyes widened and she looked scared.

“How did you get in here?” she hissed softly.

“Echo Pileipa,” Cheia said, dipping her head diplomatically.  “Come with me.  Your life is in danger.”

“I'm not just going to some random place with a stranger I just met!” she exclaimed, fear in her ambery-copper brown eyes.

“Echo,” I said urgency in my voice.  “You *need* to trust her.  She was my maid for a few days and I know I trust her.  so you should, too.”

She looked at me doubtfully and then nodded.  “Okay…”

“Glad you decided to cooperate,” Cheia said.  “We need to get you both somewhere safe.”

She opened a portal on the ground and we both jumped.

“Vereena, you first, then Echo, and I’ll follow you both,” she said.

Taking a breath, I stepped into the portal and didn’t look back.

## Chapter 5

I gasped.  This place… it was a beautiful forest.  The pine trees’ needles were purple and crystallized… like the needles weren’t needles, but amethysts.  Some of the grasses were green crystals.  Behind me, I heard Echo gasp.

“Welcome to the Amethysthistle Forest, the main homeland of the Nekoreans,” Cheia said.  “We need to get to the Ruins of Nekorea Castle, where the secret entrance is.”

*-Wip-*