A week before the Spring Festival
Aki and her family finally returned to the Cranel's farm. As they approached, a tapestry of greens and golds blossomed the warm embrace of the sun. Aki felt a flutter of excitement as she saw the Cranel farmhouse in the distance. As the wagon rolled to a stop, Aki leapt down, and took off running towards the house. Having heard a wagon stop, Bell and Alice dashed from the house.
Aki, not one to hold back, charged forward. She collided with Bell, their laughter intermingling with the rustle of leaves as they somehow managed to maintain their balance.
"AKI!" Alice's cry cut through the air as she sprinted towards her friend. In her enthusiasm, Alice crashed into the duo, sending them all tumbling into a heap.
They landed in a tangle of limbs, with Alice still hugging Aki tightly. Laughter bubbled among the children.
"Hey Aki!" Bell chuckled, as Aki squirmed within Alice's grasp, surprised but not displeased by the unexpected embrace. The laughter continued, echoing across the farmstead.
Alice added, "You made it just in time. The preparations for the festival are in full swing."
Aki, caught in the embrace of friend, couldn't help but smile.
"Yeah. How are you?" Alice chimed in, her eyes sparkling
"I'm fine! Well, maybe a little tired. How have you guys been doing?" Aki questioned, finally extricating herself from Alice's embrace. Alice, though still seemed practically happy as she continued t, bounce up and down with enthusiasm.
"I'm good! I think Alice is better now," Bell stated
"Yes! I'm great. The worst is in the past! It's all uphill from here now that our friend is here!" Alice beamed, her joy evident. And now we can introduce you to our Auntie and Uncle."
As the trio disentangled themselves from their impromptu pile, they led Aki and her parents toward the heart of the homestead.
"Bell. Alice. Who is this girl?" Alfia walked up behind the trio and stared Aki down. Zald followed right behind her.
"This is our friend Aki, Auntie Alfia," Alice chimed in. "And the big man is Uncle Zald, Aki."
"GIANT," Aki thought as she had to crane her neck to look up at Zald's face. When Aki looked at Alfia, all of her fur stood on end and her instincts kicked in. "MEOW. Danger."
"It is nice to meet you, Aki. I am Alfia," Alfia responded, her gaze scrutinizing on Aki
"Meow. It is nice to meet you, Ms. Alfia and Mr. Zald," Aki replied as politely as she could, her voice betraying a subtle stiffness.
"Hmph. Likewise." Alfia continued to eye Aki, who couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that she was being measured, assessed for something she couldn't quite comprehend.
Zald, offered a warm smile, his presence a stark contrast to Alfia. "Pleasure to meet you, kid. Just Zald is fine. No need for the Mr."
Aki nodded, managing a small smile, though her senses remained on high alert. Aki's feline instincts tingled, warning her of Alfia's gaze remained fixed on her.
"Hi Alfia and Zald, I am Aki's Mother, Yumi. This is my husband, Hiroshi. It is wonderful to meet you. Bell and Alice are wonderful children. Just like Aki," Yumi responded, her gaze unwavering as she observed Alfia, who continued to eye Aki with intensity. Both Zald and Hiroshi exchanged glances and sighed. The silent battle of the mamas had begun.
"Hmph, of course they are. My sister was a saint," Alfia declared, pride in obvious in her voice.
"I can believe it, with how wonderful Bell and Alice are. I am sure that they are destined to be best friends, if not more, in the future," Yumi remarked, her words carrying a subtle challenge.
"Hoho, and what makes…" Alfia began, but her words were abruptly cut off by Juno (Hera)'s voice calling from the porch: "Alfia. Zald. Bring Aki and her parents in already."
"Hmph. Fine," Alfia relented, her gaze lingering on Aki for a moment longer before turning to lead the way.
The group was ushered into the Cranel household. The air inside was infused with the aroma of a home-cooked meal and the soft glow of lantern light. Aki couldn't shake the tension that lingered from the initial encounter, but the warmth of Juno(Hera)'s voice and the inviting atmosphere began to ease the unease.
As they crossed the threshold, the silent battle of the mamas, fought with subtle glances and unspoken words, retreated to the background. Neither one of the mammas wanted to be the one to ruin the children's happiness. So, they merely took to eyeing each other. Much to the amusement and exasperation of all the other adults present. In its place, the prospect of shared moments and the promise of the Spring Festival unfolded—a celebration that, for Aki and her family, held the potential to become a new chapter in their lives.
Spring Festival Day 1:
A joyous and happy Spring Festival had begun in the village. It was a three-day celebration heralding the rebirth of the earth. The opening of the festival transformed the main village square into a lively spectacle, buzzing with anticipation and excitement. Lanterns adorned with vibrant colors swayed gently in the breeze, casting a warm glow over the festivities. The air buzzed with laughter, music, and the delightful aroma of festival treats.
Alice, Aki, and Bell reveled in the festivities, weaving through the lively crowd. Though most of the villagers ignored them there were still a few that reached out to the trio. The trio tried their luck at various games, their laughter blending with the melodies played by traveling musicians.
In the midst of the Spring Festival's, Elena approached Alice, Aki, and Bell with a twinkle in her eyes and a basket of candied apples cradled in her hands. The scent of warm sugar and cinnamon wafted through the air, enveloping the trio in a delightful embrace.
"Here, little ones. A gift for each of you. Since Bell doesn't like sweets, I made him a tart candied apple. A special family recipe." Elena said, her voice carrying a playfulness. She handed each of them a candied apple, the glossy sheen of the sugar coating reflecting the flickering lights around them.
Alice, always appreciative of sweets responded, "Thank you, Elena! These look amazing."
Aki's eyes sparkled with gratitude as she cradled the sweet treat in her hands "Thank you, ma'am."
Bell, grinned as he thanked Elena; "Thanks a bunch, Miss Elena!"
Elena's eyes twinkled with affection as she witnessed the joy her simple gift had elicited. "Enjoy, little ones."
The trio wasted no time in savoring their treats. Their laughter bubbled up between mouthfuls as they shared the experience.
As the trio enjoyed the candied apples, Elena, watching from a distance, couldn't help but smile. Around them, the festival continued in full swing.
Meanwhile, Yumi and Hiroshi tended to their market stall, their offerings a delightful array of unique crafts from far and wide. The stall became a haven for festivalgoers seeking treasures from afar to commemorate the occasion. Hiroshi's exotic goods drew curious onlookers, turning their stall into a bustling hub of activity.
As day turned into night, the festival transformed the village square into a magical realm. The children, their faces adorned with smiles, found themselves drawn to the heart of the celebration—the central square adorned with colorful banners and flickering lanterns. In this space, the trio joined hands, their laughter blending with the music that filled the air.
As the night deepened, Aki, Alice, and Bell, caught in the rhythm of the music, found themselves drawn into a lively dance, their laughter blending with the melody.
The music, a celebration of life and the promise of the approaching season, enveloped them. Aki's lithe movements mirrored the grace of the surrounding trees, and Alice twirled with an infectious enthusiasm. Bell, hesitating yet eager, stood on the sidelines, his gaze shyly fixed on Aki.
"Uh, hey, Aki," Bell mumbled, nervously scratching the back of his head. "You, uh, want to dance?"
Aki, her cheeks flushing with a delicate shade of pink, glanced up from the dance floor. "Oh, um, sure, Bell. I'd love to."
The duo shared an awkward yet endearing moment before joining the dance. As the first notes of the new song swirled around them, Bell, still blushing, tentatively placed his hand in Aki's, and they began to move in harmony. Aki's smile, though shy, held a warmth of happiness.
Alice, noticing the exchange, couldn't help but grin. "Come on, you two! Me next!"
After Bell and Aki finished their dance, Alice seamlessly stepped in, her enthusiasm infectious. She took Aki's hand, twirling her friend in a burst of energy, their laughter echoing in the night. As the music continued, Alice, with a playful glint in her eye, turned to Bell.
"Your turn, Bell! Let's show them how it's done!"
Bell hesitated only for a moment before joining Alice on the makeshift dance floor. The air buzzed with the melodies of the celebration, intertwining with the echoes of laughter and the gentle hum of the crowd. As the final notes of the music faded into the night, the trio, their spirits lifted by the shared dance, made their way towards the outskirts of the village. The night, alive with the echoes of the festival, embraced them as they headed home to the Cranel farm.
Reaching the wagon, they clambered aboard. The clip-clop of the horse's hooves became a lullaby, and the trio, nestled comfortably, felt the fatigue of the day settling in. Underneath the stary night sky, they drifted into a peaceful slumber, carrying the echoes of the Spring Festival into the realm of sleep.
As the wagon rumbled along the familiar path towards the Cranel farm, Hiroshi and Yumi sat side by side, gazing fondly at the trio of sleeping children curled up together. A soft smile played on Hiroshi's lips as he looked at the children, their faces reflecting the innocent joy of the Spring Festival.
"They look so peaceful, don't they?" Hiroshi remarked and Yumi merely nodded, her heart swelling with affection as she watched over the children.
The wagon rolled through the farm gates, drawing the attention of residents. As Hiroshi guided the wagon to a gentle stop, the farmstead residents approached. Alfia, her stern demeanor softening the moment as she looked at her niece and nephew, spoke first. "Looks like the festival treated them well."
Zald, towering beside Alfia, nodded in agreement. "Indeed. They seem to have had quite the time."
Juno(Hera) and Jose(Zeus), watched the scene with affectionate smiles. They exchanged a glance, silently acknowledging the beauty of the familial bonds that had blossomed among the children.
Hiroshi and Yumi exchanged glances, a silent acknowledgment passing between them. As they stepped down from the wagon, Juno(Hera) couldn't help but tease, "A bit too much festival spirit, perhaps?"
Yumi chuckled, "Maybe, but these moments are precious. It's heartening to see them so close."
Juno(Hera) responded as a faint smile tugged at her lips. "Family, in all its forms, is a treasure."
Together, the group approached the sleeping trio. Aki, Alice, and Bell lay nestled together, their peaceful slumber a testament to the shared joys of the festival.
Zald rumbled a deep chuckle. "Looks like they've made themselves quite comfortable."
The adults stood together in a moment of quiet admiration before bringing the children back to the house as the shadows continued to deepen.
Flashback (1 month prior to the Spring Festival)
In the chamber draped in shadows, the members of Evilus, had gathered to discuss the recent discovery of the elusive Zald and Alfia. The air hummed with an unsettling tension as the members exchanged glances, their faces obscured by hooded cloaks.
A figure in dark robes stepped forward, the hood casting a veil over their features. "So you finally tracked down Zald and Alfia, right?"
A cold, calculating voice responded, "Yeap. We found them hiding in a village to the north."
The room seemed to inhale sharply, absorbing the gravity of the revelation. The elimination of Zald and Alfia, a pair known for their formidable skills, was a crucial piece in Evilus's grand design. The removal of these two obstacles was necessary to ensure their eventual success. The air pulsed with an eerie silence as the members contemplated the significance of this discovery.
The figure in the dark robes raised a hand, casting a subtle signal. "Tell us the details. We need to assess the situation and plan accordingly."
A shadowy figure stepped forward, handing over a parchment containing the gathered intelligence. As the details were disseminated among the members, the room echoed with the hushed whispers of their wicked intentions.
The leader of this Evilus syndicate leaned back in their imposing seat, fingers steepled in contemplation. "Zald and Alfia have the potential to be thorns in our side if they return to Orario. It's best that we eliminate them before that happens."
Nods of agreement rippled through the assembly. Plans were set into motion, strategies devised, and the darkness of Evilus began coil tighter around the village to the north. In the chamber, the dialogue continued as the plans of Evilus unfolded.
"Good, was there anyone else with them?" the leader inquired, their tone laced with anticipation.
"Hehe. We found them along with Zeus and Hera, who were looking after two brats," the informant revealed with a chuckle.
"EVEN better. We can get rid of those two meddlesome do-gooder gods. Then sell the brats and villagers as slaves. Three birds, one stone," another member chimed in, their words dripping with avarice
"Now we just need to gather enough people for the job. With the injuries Zald and Alfia suffered from the Great Quests, they are weakened from their height," a strategic mind mused.
"True, but we need to make sure we have enough people to overwhelm them. Even weakened, they still stand at the peak of level 7," a cautious voice added
"Beh. If that was true, then you really think Zeus and Hera would have fled Orario? They abandoned everything that they had spent the last 1,000 years building. They fled in the dead of night to try and escape. That only makes sense if their remaining children were weaker than Loki or Freya. Or do you really think they gave it all up for two brats? Or that Zald and Alfia would have run away during THAT incident?" a skeptical member challenged, injecting a dose of doubt into the room.
"I guess you're right. Giving everything up for two children is a stretch," conceded another, acknowledging the logic in the argument.
"Right. So Zald and Alfia have to be weakened to the point that Loki or Freya could have overpowered them," the strategic mind reiterated, solidifying the rationale behind their plan.
"Now let's gather up two or three of the nearby Familias and bandits in the area. Plus, we bring in a few of the high levels that have been in Orario for a while," the leader commanded, setting the plan into motion.
"Right. We can't let this chance escape," another member agreed, their voices intertwining with the growing darkness that cloaked Evilus's nefarious intentions.
As the assembly continued their discussion, the dark plans of Evilus gained momentum. The chamber resonated with the murmur of plotting as the members eagerly formulated strategies to bring their plots to fruition.
"Divide our forces strategically. We'll strike when they least expect it," the leader commanded "We should focus the bulk of the forces on Zald and Alfia. The villagers can be dealt with easily."
A shrouded figure stepped forward, "We have contacts in the surrounding areas. I'll reach out to them, ensure their cooperation. We can't afford any surprises."
Nods of agreement swept through the assembly, the shared determination binding them tighter in their wicked cause. The prospect of overwhelming the weakened Zald and Alfia, and subduing the gods, fueled their appetite for destruction.
The skeptic from earlier, still harboring doubt, raised a cautionary point. "What if there are others who come to their aid? We should be prepared for unexpected reinforcements."
The leader, acknowledging the concern, responded, "Send out scouts to monitor the area. We can't afford to underestimate our enemies. If there's interference, we crush it mercilessly."
The room descended into a haze of whispered conversations and tactical discussions. Evilus, driven by the thirst for power, plotted the downfall of what they thought were the former mighty heroes Zald and Alfia. The stage was set for a clash of darkness and light, where the outcome would alter the fate of all involved.
Spring Festival Day 2:
The village square, bathed in the midday sun, pulsed with an energy. The Spring Festival had woven its magic into every nook and cranny of the lively gathering, transforming the mundane into a tapestry of vibrant celebration.
Market stalls, adorned with fluttering banners and tapestries that seemed to dance in the breeze, displayed an array of goods from far and wide. Merchants, their faces alight with the spirit of festivity, called out to passersby, enticing them with tales of the origins of their wares.
Aki, Alice, and Bell wandered through the bustling square, their senses alive with the sights and sounds of the festival. The air was a symphony of laughter and music, punctuated by the enticing aroma of street food that wafted from every corner. Colorful masks adorned the faces of festival-goers, adding an air of mystery to the lively scene.
At the heart of the square, a makeshift stage had been erected, and performers regaled the crowd with tales of ancient myths and legends. The storytellers' voices, rich with emotion, wove a narrative that captivated the audience, transporting them to realms of wonder and fantasy.
Nearby, a group of dancers twirled and spun, their movements synchronized with the lively melodies played by musicians in the background. The vibrant hues of their costumes created a kaleidoscope of colors that mesmerized onlookers, inviting them to join the rhythmic dance that pulsed through the square.
Market-goers gathered around a fortune teller's tent, eager to catch a glimpse of what fate held in store for them. The mysterious seer, cloaked in layers of ethereal fabric, peered into the future with an intensity that left those who sought her insights both captivated and intrigued.
As the day unfolded, the village square became a canvas painted with the joy of shared experiences. Families gathered for picnics on the lush green grass, children's laughter harmonizing with the lively tunes that echoed from the stage.
Yumi and Hiroshi's stall, nestled among the vibrant displays, drew curious visitors with its exotic treasures. Yumi, her eyes sparkling with warmth, engaged with customers, weaving tales of the inspiration behind each trinket . Hiroshi, with a steady hand, demonstrated his knowledge of the product, beautifully describing each product as an intricate work of art.
In the midst of the festivities, a sense of unity blossomed. Villagers, visitors, and the trio of friends from the Cranel farm became threads in the intricate tapestry of the Spring Festival. The atmosphere, charged with the spirit of renewal and celebration. Until a shrill cry shattered the festive mode:
"Bandits!"
The exclamation echoed sending a shiver down the spines of the assembled crowd. Before the word had fully registered, the village square erupted into chaos.
Warning Mature Story: The remainder of the chapter is intended for mature audiences ONLY.This will be the beginning of a bandit raid on the village
Do not proceed beyond this warning if you want to avoid the following content:
Profanity: basic swearing and insults.
Graphic Violence: Murder, assault, and violence.
Disturbing Content: Mentions of rape, slavery,
As stated in the author's notes, there will be an summary given next chapter.
Cranel Farm
In the morning sun, Zeus, Hera, Zald, and Alfia found a moment of respite. Laughter and banter filled the air as everyone exchanged playful jests.
"I tell you Zald. Bell already has the start of harem" Zues grinned, clapping Zald on the back,
Zald, just sighed at his god's usual nonsense "Seriously, Bell is 8."
Hera scowled at her lecher of a husband, as she responded "Fool. While Aki is a lovely young girl, they are still much too young for that. I will not have your pervertedness corrupting my adorable grandson."
Alfia interrupted next with an indignant screech. "Zeus! Don't you dare corrupt my precious nephew with your nonsense. He's still a child!"
Zeus raised his hands in mock surrender. "But Alfia. A harem is a man's dreams. Something that…"
"Gospel," Alfia uttered
A surge of magical energy unleashed its force and propelled Zeus backward until he crashed through the wall, leaving behind shattered boards and debris strewn across the room.
Zald, watching the spectacle unfold, sighed audibly. "Well, I guess I'll be fixing the wall before the kids get home."
"Keep your perverted jests away from Bell," Alfia warned, her eyes flashing with fury.
As the banter continued, Alfia and Zald's senses suddenly picked upon the noises outside. They stiffened; their gaze darted toward the outskirts of the farm.
"Trouble" Alfia declared "Zeus, Hera, stay inside the house. We'll handle this."
Hera, her earlier amusement replaced by concern, nodded "Be careful, both of you."
Zeus merely nodded, "Not that you two need it but Good Luck."
As Zeus and Hera retreated into the protective confines of the house, Alfia and Zald walked outside. Zald's voice cut through the air:
"Alright, you maggots can show yourself. We know that you are there."
The previously concealed bandits started to pick themselves up off the ground. More than 200 strong, their presence sprawled across the farm in all directions
Alfia, her gaze unwavering, surveyed the supposedly overwhelming force before them. "Uhmp. That's a lot of soon-to-be corpses," she drawled, her tone laced with a chilling confidence as she glared at the horde.
Zald, beside her, couldn't help but express his disgust. "Good grief. Do they really think they can overwhelm us with numbers?"
A sickly pale man, the apparent leader, stepped forward from the bandit ranks, a grin etched across his face. "MUAHA. Yes, we know that you all are weakened after the Great Quests."
Zald scoffed "You think that is enough to let a bunch of petty thugs like you beat us?"
The pale man chuckled "No, but we have several elite members that have been spending time in Orario since your familias fell. They have grown quite nicely."
As he spoke, half a dozen figures emerged from the bandit ranks, their presence marked by sneers directed at Zald and Alfia.
"And besides," the pale man continued with a twisted satisfaction, "we all heard the story of how the great and mighty Zald and Alfia RAN AWAY when—"
Before the pale man could continue, Zald and Alfia's eyes narrowed into slits, their bodies tensing with anger. In the next instant, they lunged forward.
Squelch
Alfia's foot had slammed into the man's head, followed by a revolting squelch that echoed across the field as the surrounding bandits were covered in a shower of red. As the bandits came to the realization of what had just happened their faces contorted in shock and horror. The nauseating scent of freshly spilt blood began to permeate the air.
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Zald's massive form surged forward with ferocious speed, a blur of muscle and steel as he closed in on the so-called 'elite' members of the bandit gang. With one swift, powerful motion, his greatsword cleaved through the air, slicing through flesh and bone as if it were paper.
The half dozen 'elite' members, who had been boasted of as the pinnacle of the bandits' force, were cleaved in half, their bodies adding their blood to the landscape. The surrounding bandits drenched in the warm liquid as their faces contorted in shock and horror.
"HAH! Is that all you have? Your elite group was nothing but weaklings, barely at level 6 or 5," Zald taunted, his deep voice bellowing with barely suppressed anger that shook the very ground they stood on.
The bandits, now stripped of their illusion of strength, stared in disbelief at the wreckage of their 'elite' members and their leader. The fountaining blood mingled with the red mist from Alfia's earlier kick.
"WHICH ONE OF YOU FUCKING VERMIN IS NEXT?" Alfia's voice, a deadly mix of rage and authority, echoed through the farm
In that moment, the bandits froze, a collective shiver running down their spines as they faced the impending wrath of the Maiden of Silence and Predator. Time hung suspended, a fleeting moment that would decide their fate. Then, with a ferocity that left no room for mercy, Alfia and Zald unleashed their power upon the bandits.
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A bloody massacre.
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The clash was an onslaught of deadly precision that left no room for the bandits to retaliate. Alfia's fist and feet danced, each strike crushed skulls, caved in chests, and shattered limbs. Every strike painted the landscape into a deeper crimson. Zald, wielding his greatsword, cleaved through the Evilus member before they even knew they had been struck only realizing it as they fell apart in Zald's wake.
The bandits and Evilus members, overwhelmed by the unstoppable force before them, fell one by one. Even those that tried to run were hunted down and slaughtered. In a mere five minutes, the once formidable force of over 200 was decimated. The farm, once marred by the chaos of battle, now stood silent and desolate.
Alfia and Zald, surveying the aftermath of their fight, looked up to see great plumes of smoke rising from the heart of the village. The plumes of smoke grew larger, billowing into the sky. Alfia's and Zald's minds raced, fueled by a mixture of concern for their niece and nephew. Their gazes met, a silent understanding passing between them, and without a word, they took off towards the source of the disturbance.
Village Outskirts opposite the direction of the Cranel Farm (Aki, Alice, And Bell POV) Simultaneously as the Cranel Farm
The festive air hung heavy with the scent of freshly baked bread and the joyous laughter of villagers, the sun casting a warm golden glow over the gathering. Until shrill cry shattered the tranquility
"Bandits!" The exclamation echoed, bouncing off the surrounding hills and sending a shiver down the spines of the assembled crowd.
A plume of dust materialized on the horizon, a haze against the glaring sun. It grew rapidly, accompanied by a distant rumble that escalated into thunderous drumming as it marched closer. The once-celebratory atmosphere dissipated.
The festival ground, once a vibrant tapestry of colors and movement, now froze in place. A stunned hush swept through the crowd, leaving behind only the uneasy rustle of fabric and the anxious whispers of those trying to comprehend the sudden shift in fortune. Children clung to their parents, eyes wide with a mixture of fear and confusion, mirroring the adults who exchanged worried glances.
"VILAGERS TO ARMS!" bellowed a grizzled villager, his voice cutting through the silence like a clarion call to action. Instantly, a line of men surged forward, abandoning the festivities, and shouldering makeshift weapons – pitchforks, axes, and bows hastily gathered from the village outskirts. The rhythmic pounding of their footsteps matched the pounding in the chests of the onlookers.
The women, faces etched with fear, herded the children towards the sturdy meeting hall at the edge of the village. Panic danced in their eyes as they rushed to the hall's heavy stone construction hoping it would sanctuary for those that couldn't fight.
As the men raced towards the edge of the village, a cloud of dust enveloped and determination warred within each villager, the gravity of the situation etched on furrowed brows and clenched jaws. The unsaid words passed between them, a shared acknowledgment of the threat that loomed beyond the village gates.
"For the village!" erupted a fervent cry amidst the collective fervor, a rallying call that reverberated through the square. The resounding shout, a prelude to an impending storm, was met with a chorus of supportive cries from the assembled men, their voices merging into a shout that echoed between the buildings.
As the declaration hung in the air, a foreboding cloud materialized on the distant horizon, as the ground beneath them trembled subtly, a premonition of the approaching horde
Eyes fixated on the advancing cloud of dust, the villagers stood in collective vigilance, weapons poised. The thunderous beat of hooves intensified. Tension thickened the air, and the first whimpers of frightened children mingled with the muted sobs of mothers.
At the edge of the village, line of determined men formed a human barricade. Their faces, etched with grim determination, betrayed the gravity of the impending confrontation. The bandits, a silhouette outside the bow range, halted causing an uneasiness to settle over the villagers. Anxiety coursed through the villagers, amplifying the unease, until the dreaded word resounded, chilling the very air they breathed:
"Inferno."
"GET DOW-" The words were drowned out by the deafening roar of the magical blaze.
In an instant, the villagers were consumed by an inferno of magical fire. The flames danced and devoured everything in their path. The screams of helpless villagers were swallowed by the searing heat and crackling destruction.
Chunks of burning wood, once part of sturdy village homes, soared through the air, leaving trails of destruction in their wake. The flames that now engulfed the buildings roared ferociously, casting an eerie glow that danced on the faces of villagers, no longer recognizable as individuals but as charred remnants of humanity strewn across the streets.
Panic erupted among the survivors, a palpable wave of terror swept through the disarrayed crowd. The realization dawned on them that conventional weapons were useless against the bandits, who possessed a falna and magic. Desperation fueled their flight, scattering them in all directions like frightened animals, their homes turned into a nightmarish battleground.
The thick and acrid smoke hung in the air. Fires now started leaping from building to building, devouring everything in their path. The crackling of flames joined the sound of the villagers of screams. The streets became a graveyard of twisted debris, burnt ruins, and smoldering corpses as smoke billowed into the sky, carrying with it the bitter stench of burning flesh and hair.
The bandits watched with grins as the village burned. They had come for the loot and the women, but now they reveled in the destruction they had wrought. Amid the pandemonium, the fallen bodies of villagers became obstacles in the race for survival. Some struggled to flee as they tripped over the burning corpses of friends and family.
The bandits charged relentlessly into the chaos. The villagers, once defiant, now cowered in fear, begging for mercy. But the bandits showed them no mercy and laughed at their pleas. Those attempting to flee were cut down or captured, their anguished cries joining the laughter of the bandits. As the invaders poured in from the sides, the village became ensnared in a deadly pincer movement, the once-thriving settlement now a hellish landscape. The bandits laughed as they set fire to houses and barns, watching as the flames consumed everything in their path.
Amid the deafening chaos, a mother's panicked wails pierced the air as she collapsed to her knees beside her slain child. Tears flowed freely from her eyes, quickly absorbed by the ever-growing ocean of blood. The air around her rippled with flames as villagers streamed past in desperation, barely noticing their grief-stricken neighbor. A group of bandits seeing that the woman not trying run away, fell upon her, and dragged her to one of the alleys in the village.
As the battle raged on, Aki, Bell and Alice huddled together beneath an overturned market stall, clinging tightly to each other. Hearts raced and breaths came in shaky, ragged gasps as the smell of death, burning flesh, and smoke permeated their senses. They had been walking around the village outskirts when they heard the cries about incoming bandits. They hadn't been able to find either Yumi or Hiroshi before all the chaos started.
Aki looked from Bell to Alice and back to Bell, her own tears welling up. "Wh...what's going on?" she whispered, her voice hoarse and filled with terror.
Before either of the twins could answer, a sudden harsh voice split the air as though it were the crack of a whip. "Don't move!" The children's blood froze at the sound, each of them holding their breath as a man's face appeared a mere inch from their faces. As his stinking breath washed over them, the children could only stare blankly man whose presence promised violence.
"Well, what have we here?" he sneered. He grasped Aki's arm so tightly; she felt her bones creak. Before any of them could react, the man grabbed her and hauled her to her feet. Instantly, hands grasped at Bell and Alice and yanked them upward too.
"What are three kids doing out here? The festival is being held at the village's square and not out here, brats," the man spat.
"I can't believe you three thought you could actually hide behind these flimsy market stalls," the man in front of them, a burly man with a black cloak and gray armor, remarked.
Aki didn't respond. Instead, she tried to pry his iron grip off her arm with her free hand. However, she didn't get far before a fist slammed into the side of her head. Bright lights flashed and dots danced in her vision as she fell to the ground.
"NEVER RESIST ME, WENCH," the man screamed in rage, as he kicked her. Aki was instantly on her hands and knees as she took a boot to the chest. The blow knocked the wind from her lungs and brought tears to her eyes. She scrambled for breath, desperately trying to catch a glimpse of what was going on with Bell and Alice.
"Let me go!" Alice screamed before a heavy fist silenced her.
Aki could hear the crunch of bone as the man's fist connected with Alice's chest. Then, from somewhere nearby, she could hear Bell being beaten as he tried to resist the bandits.
Before Aki knew what was happening, the first man picked her up off the ground. She screamed as loudly as she could for help but found herself gasping in pain a moment later as the man hit her.
From her position, Aki could see several of the other men picking up Bell and Alice. Desperate, she reached out and desperately scratched the face of the man holding her.
"Let go of me," she hissed.
Aki's hand raked the skin on the man's face, catching on an eyebrow. He yelped, and instantly swung her around and slammed her back down to the ground, knocking the wind out of her lungs once again as he delivered a swift kick to her ribs.
"Try that again you little bitch ad a beating will be the least of your worries.' the man spat with venom.
"Or, better yet, we'll make those two pay for your stupidity," he promised, jerking a thumb over his shoulder to where Bell and Alice both lay battered and beaten, each being cradled in the arms of a bandit. Aki tried to move once more and was rewarded with a vicious backhand from her captor. Tears sprang from her eyes as blood flew from a gash that appeared across her nose and mouth.
"Now. Be good and we won't hurt you too much. You are now a valuable slave. We can't have you being TOO damaged." the bandit sneers as his fist connects with Aki's face. Aki can only lay there in shock as the world spins and shifts to darkness.
A dull ache throbbed in Aki's skull as she started to awaken. They have been moved to the village center along with the rest of the surviving villagers. Bell and Alice are lying next to her in a heap. They had obviously suffered a far worse beating than she had.
Bell appeared to have suffered a far more brutal beating than Aki. Bell's arm was twisted at an unnatural angle. His face was a canvas of discolored blacks and purple bruises. Where Bell's shirt was open and revealed that the same sickening tapestry was spreading across his chest.
Alice had blood running out her mouth and there were sections of her hair missing. Once of her eyes had swollen shut and there are several dark red hand marks on her face. Aki looked around and felt that she was being cradled by someone. Aki looks up and sees her mother's face looking back at her. Yumi has been badly beaten and one of her ears is missing. Blood matted her hair while bruises peppered her face and body.
"mam..." Aki is about to speak when Yumi cuts her off
"Shh. Aki. not another word. You need to be quiet. Don't speak if you can help it." Yumi orders
The fire still raged away from the village center, blazing through every hut, building, and structure in the village. It left a fiery orange haze floating up into the smoke-filled sky. Aki's breath caught in her throat as the smoke begins to cut through and block out the light of the noon day sun.
"We have a total 36 children, 50 women for slavery or brothels, and 40 men for the mines or the army..." the bandit speaks up. "To be sold when we come to the nearest city. We will need to head south."
Many children are crying for their parents or holding other children in their arms crying. Some were sobbing over the lifeless bodies of their friends. One child had buried her face in her dead mother's chest, and simply cried. Other villagers just sit numbly and stare off into the distance.
"Hey boss, we can have some fun now, right?" one of the bandits calls out.
The bandit leader turns to the man who spoke up;
"Sure," the leader growls. "We got plenty to choose from. Take the cat person. She will do nicely. After everything that you already did to her, she won't be a sellable slave anymore. And that was a valuable product you all damaged. Do you have any idea how much she could have sold for? A beauty like that is a rare find."
The bandit leader glares at the men responsible, who cower under his gaze. The bandits come over and drag Yumi forward.
"Ahh yes, Yumi. I remember that man calling out her name as I ran him through" one of the other bandits speak up.
Yumi struggle against the men, resisting with everything she could. She spat, hissed, and clawed at them. "Bastards! Let go of me! STAY AWAY! I fucking kill you." she growled as loudly as she could.
"Now. Now miss. You wouldn't want that. If you don't cooperate, we might have to hurt that little brat of yours. Or cut up one of her little friends." The bandit leader says as he meets Yumi's eyes and then looks at the direction of the only other cat person in the square. Yumi freezes before she gives up her struggle.
"Good Now you that you understand. I don't have to tell what will happen if you try anything, right?" the bandit leader says as he eyes Yumi's daughter and the twins.
Yumi's eyes dart from her daughter and the twins. She couldn't go along with this, but her own child... Maybe. Just maybe, if she cooperated just maybe her child could still make it out alive. She slowly nods and lowers her head.
"Good now strip," the bandit demands as the other bandits around Yumi jeer, catcall, and a few even start to whistle.
She knows that she does not have a choice and she start to take off her clothes. She closes her eyes, and she can hear and feel the presence of every one of the bandits around her. She can smell their arousal. She can hear men breathing heavily. She begins to take her clothing off. Every one of them eyes her up and down. Their leering gazes felt like a black sludge, pouring over her as the bandits began to encircle her.
Switch Perspective to Bell
In order keep control of the children, they had been tied up. Bell and Alice have finally started to regain consciousness.
"Don't. Stop hurting mama…" Aki cries
Bell blinks his swollen eye and spits out blood as he looks over at Aki first. He was going to ask her if she was okay. But even that simple movement caused excruciating pain and tears to form in his eyes. With a strained voice he manages, "Aki, ugh.. akh you ook.. okay?"
What is really only a moment, felt like an eternity. What could be nothing more than just a blink of an eye feels like an hour of pain. The agony Bell feels coursing through him does not compare to anything they ever felt before. Even the beating they had received from the bullies was nothing compared to this. Bell could only grimace and grunt and breathe heavily. Bell looks at Alice whose bleary eye has started to come into focus.
"Try not to move... its...only... hurts" he gasps between pain.
He didn't need to finish the thought as Alice knew that moving would only hurt her. With great difficulty Alice nodded slowly as she was feeling the worst of the pain. Bell's eyes look at Aki's and seeing her terror-stricken face then looks around and sees what is going on in the square.
'No..' his face pales at the sight of Yumi being penned in by the bandits. At the sight of what is about to happen a great fury wells up within as he starts to struggle against the bonds ignoring the screaming pain he feels while thinking.
"BASTARDS! I will kill you."
Switch Perspective to Alice
Alice, though starting to gain her senses has not realized yet that the horrific scene is playing out before them. She shakes violently as her injuries hurt like never before. She spits out some blood. Then Alice slowly turns her neck to look at her companion when pain flares through every nerve as she moves the slightest amount. She looks up and sees where Aki is looking.
Yumi is on her knees, as the bandits are circling her. Alice doesn't notice that she has clenched her fists, the nails digging into her palms, drawing even more of her own blood, as anger wells up within her.
"Bastards..." Alice manages before her stomach churns and she vomits as she is met with the awful sight of the bandits circling Yumi... the horrid smell...and the terrible noises...
'We should...We need to... something… anything…. We can't just let this happen… ' Alice tries to think of a way to escape.
Switch to normal POV (Aki and the twins.)
Bell was already struggling against the restraints trying to break free with all his might. Only for one of the bandits to slam his boot into Bell.
"Now. Now. little brat, we can't have that now, can we?" The man says with a cruel smile. "Now be a good little rabbit and be nice and meek."
Bell clamped his teeth together as pain slowly wracked his body, looking around he saw the bandit sneering at Alice.
"Maybe I should make a lesson out of this one." The bandit growled as he stood up and started to reach for Alice.
Bell was overcome with rage, frustration at his helplessness to do anything; lunged at the bandit and sinks his teeth into the bandit's arm.
"ARRRGHHH FUCK" the bandit screams in pain "CUT IT OUT! You Shitty Brat," the bandit growls as his uses his other had to beat Bell's face. While the other bandits merely laugh at their friend's predicament.
Bell refused to release the bandit's arm until the bandit punched Bell in stomach. The bandit jerks his arm free and walks over the Bell, leans down, and growls. "Little shitty bastard… I know just what to do to."
The bandit growls as he drags Bell towards the center of the square. Many of the other bandits started jeering.
"OOOOH. We get to see someone disciplined." One of the bandits says gleefully.
What little strength that Alice possessed had now totally left her both from the pain and terror of what she had just gone through. Through she starts crying silently. Several of the other bandits have decided to help administer the lesson to Bell.
"Alright you stupid brat. I hope you are ready for the pain. And the rest of pay close attention to what happens when you get on our bad side." the bandit says.
Even though Bell is scared he refuses to give the bandits the satisfaction of seeing it. He looks at Alice and Aki. That is where his will and strength come. He can't let the bandits focus on them or Yumi. He glares straight at the bandits.
"SCREW you." Bell snaps at the bandit.
"Hehe. A fighter, those are always the best when they break," The bandit sneers at the defiance Bell shows "don't worry kid, you won't have that attitude once we are done."
Most of the bandits had stopped what they were doing to witness Bell's beating. Alice was gritting her teeth so hard it hurt. She didn't have the strength to do anything.
"Alright. Let's get this lesson started." Th bandit says as the other three also begin to rain blows down on Bell. He felt the first strike on his stomach making him gasp in pain and collapsing but still defiantly look into the bandits' eyes.
"Go ahead, brat, glare all you like" the bandits smiles cruelly
The bandits landed kick after vicious kick on Bell, who refuses to make a sound. Blood started to slowly flow from his nose where it was broken, and his ribs started to throb after being kicked repeatedly. Even as Bell battled the pain that was forcing him closer to unconscious, the bandits did not stop. Even when Bell was lying still on the ground with blood starting to pool and other injuries from the previous beating were reopened.
Alice started to sob as her brother was beaten. Her tear-filled eyes could only watch in horror as the brutal beating continued without mercy. Time seemed to stretch on forever as each blow landed with bone-crunching force, leaving Alice feeling sick and helpless. The sound of fists connecting with flesh echoed through the square, accompanied by Bell's pained grunts as he tried to suppress any noise.
The bandits' raucous cheering and jeering directed towards Bell as they taunted him before each strike. Fear had started to take hold in Alice ' NO NO!' She cries mentally as she tries to break free to reach Bell. She grits her teeth as the rope burns and scraps her arms. She As she tries desperately to break free, the rope started to burn her skin.
"WHY CANT I DO ANYTHING!? BELL IS IN DANGER. I AM A USLESS and WORTHLSS Sister. HE ALWAYS PROTECTED ME AND I CAN'T DO ANYTHING. I HATE THIS!" Alice cries internally. "WHY!?"
"Bell. Mama. No no, no, no. why, why, why is this happening? Why can't I have a friend? Why can't I be happy for once? Why Doesn't someone save us?" Aki thoughts start to spiral
Meanwhile as Bell is being beaten Yumi has started to plead with the bandits.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE! PLEASE PLEASE..." Yumi wails she almost gets to her feet before one of the bandits kicks her down with a heavy kick to the stomach causing her to cry out in pain.
"Quiet." The bandit leader says.
Bell is motionless on the ground except for the faint and ragged rise and fall of his chest as he tries to breathe. Yumi could see his chest rising and falling faintly, a sign that he was still alive, but barely. The bandits had finally stopped their brutal assault and were now laughing and mocking Bell as he struggled to breathe.
"Come on brat. Where was all hat defiance?" a bandit taunted
"SCREW. You" Bell whispered.
"Ah. There it is looks like you could use more lessons in manners." The bandit responds
Alice's heart was racing as she watched Bel lying motionless on the ground, his body covered in bruises and blood about to receive a second beating: "Nooooo. Bell…. Please… I don't… want.. to lose… anymore… family… Auntie… Uncle…please… Someone… anyone… save… Bell…"
The bandits' attention was fixated on Bell, their cheers and jeers drowning out Alice's sobs and Yumi's pleas as both helplessly watched the beating unfold. Yumi could only tearfully watch the event unfold as she desperately tried to think of something when her eyes locked onto the knife tucked into the bandit leader's belt.
As the bandits have turned away from Yumi sees that one of the bandits has a dagger loose within her reach. Seeing the opportunity Yumi lunges for the dagger. But before she can touch it the bandit leader bats her hand away and seeing the defiance she still has;
"Tch. Bad kitty. Here I was hoping that we could start to have some fun with you but given those defiant eyes of yours, it's not worth the trouble." With a scornful sneer, the leader unsheathed his sword and thrust it into Yumi's chest. Alice and Aki stood in shock, unable to believe what they had just witnessed.
With a sickening thud, Yumi crumpled to the ground, her body wracked with violent spasms. Aki and Alice's breath caught in their throat as they watched Yumi crumple, her face contorted in pain. Blood gushed from the fatal wound on her chest, staining her clothes and the ground beneath her. With a strangled cry, she collapsed to the ground, her body trembling and spasming in its final moments.
Alice's heart felt like it was being squeezed in a vice as she watched her Yumi's life slip away right before her eyes. Alice's heart seemed to freeze in her chest as she watched her friend's lifeless form hit the ground. A wave of shock and horror coursed through her veins, paralyzing her for a moment as she tried to process what had just happened.
' Nononononononnononononono! YUMI!" Alice's heart stopped as she watched Yumi's body crumple to the ground. Tears streamed down her face as her feelings helpless, powerless, and fury mounted against the bandits.
Aki's brain could process what was happening as she let out a gut-wrenching scream, "NOOOOOOOO! NOOOoooOOO! MOMMMYYYY!"
Yumi fell to the ground and convulsed in agony. She looked directly at her daughter Aki and Alice, mouthing "I love you my little kitten. Take care of her, Alice."
With a final exhale, Yumi's eyes closed and her body stopped moving.
"Miss Yumi. Nooo" Alice sobs
"MOMMMMYYY!" Aki's screams echoed through the air.
"No no! Please get up! Don't leave me!" Aki collapsed into tears.
Aki's tortured screams have finally drawn Zald and Alfia. They had been working their way in from the outskirts looking for the children. Their eyes quickly scanned the scene before seeing Bell collapsed on the ground and his face contorted with pain. Bell felt a felt a gentle breeze as he felt that he was picked up and in an instant move back to where Alice and Aki are. Bell looks up at the form carrying him:
"Auntie… You made it." Bell whispers
"I am so sorry, Bell." Alfia responds, "Auntie will take care everything right now."
"Uncle..." Alice cried as tears streamed down her cheeks. "Auntie... they... Yumi…they"
"It's alright now kiddos." Zald reassured her, his voice gentle but firm. "Don't worry about anything. Me and Alfia will take care of these scum."
Alice nodded, clinging to Zald's words as her emotions threatened to overwhelm her.
"Now all of you be good children and close your eyes," Zald instructed, his expression stern but full of concern. "You don't need to see anything else."
Aki sobbed harder at these words, still unable to process the loss of her mother but does as instructed.
"Auntie..." Bell croaked weakly from where he lay on the ground.
"Shh, Bell," said Alfia gently as she gently patted his back "I am going to make all those bad men go away."
Bell was barely conscious at this point, but he managed to nod slightly in response to Alfia's words.
"I... couldn't... do anything," he began, his voice pained and filled with guilt. " got...ki.."
"Shh, Bell," interrupted Alfia as she pulled out a small vial from her pocket. "Drink this before you continue."
She tenderly lifted his head and helped him drink the potion, soothing his throat as he swallowed it down.
"Now tell me what happened," she urged him gently once he had finished drinking.
Through gasps and sobs, Bell explained briefly had happened leading up to Yumi's death. His eyes were overflowing with tears as he recounted the details.
The bandits had frozen in shock at the arrival of Zald and Alfia. They were not capable of tracking what Alfia and Zald had done. What they saw was where their friends once stood surrounding Bell were now heaps of red. A friend that had been standing by the captives near Aki and Alice was nowhere to be found. Where their friend once stood was nothing more than a simple red smear that trailed all the way to the opposite side of the square. Alfia is the first to recover.
"Zald, look after them and give me your sword" Alfia says as her face contorts with fury as she growls and Zald merely nods he hands it over. With only a single swing, Alfia has learned the balance of the sword.
"Ataraxia" Alfia chants.
Waves of magical energy cascaded off Alfia, a display of power that twisted the very air itself. It had become charged and crackled like lightning. The atmosphere thickened, becoming oppressive, as if the very fabric of reality strained against the raw might she unleashed. The air vibrated with a silent promise of annihilation.
Rage simmered within Alfia's eyes, as it gnawed at the edges of her composure, threatening to engulf her reason. As Alfia stared down the bandits, their former bravado crumpled as they exchanged furtive glances, seeking a way out of the impending storm. Without warning, Alfia sprang into action.
The blood from the first bandits' wounds sprayed out in fine droplets, painting the ground a deep crimson. With each strike of Alfia's fists, more blood joins the gory scene as blood painted the ground. The coppery scent of blood fills the air as Alfia unleashes her wrath, slicing through the bandits with ease. The sound of flesh being torn, blood spurting, and bones being broken creates a horrifying orchestra that echoes through village square. It's a spectacle, one that would make any normal person shudder in revulsion. However, Alfia has gone well beyond reasonable into unhinged fury.
squelch.
Alfia's foot connected with the man's head causing it to explode all over the nearby ground. The man can't even process what Alfia had as the expression on his face right before impact was of confusion as the rest of his body slowly crumbles to the ground. The red puddle on the ground grows larger and larger.
"Oh, who's next?" Alfia says quietly. Her eyes are filled will unbridled rage.
"GOSPEL" Alfia chants
A bandit's body disintegrates as a dark red pool spreads around him, staining the ground and nearby vegetation. Her fist shoots out to instantly crush another man's face. A kick of Alfia's foot shatters the bones of another. Her onslaught leaves the bandits as broken piles scattered across the village square.
Finally, the dust settles and there is nothing left but broken bodies amidst pools and rivers of blood. Alfia's clothes are soaked with blood as well. She takes a few deep breaths before standing up straight, squaring her shoulders and wiping the blood away from her face.
As Alfia slaughtered the bandits, Zald tended to the wounds of the children. He used a potion to take care of their wounds, offering words of comfort and reassurance.
"It's going to be alright," he repeated, gently brushing away stray tears from their cheeks. "We'll take care of everything."
Aki nodded numbly, their minds still reeling from the traumatic events that had just unfolded before them. Neither was able to fully process what they had seen so they merely found solace in Zald's presence, Meanwhile, Bell and Alice continued to watch as Alfia fought on ignoring their Zald previous instructions.
The bandits were no match for her ferocity and skill. Blood splattered on the ground as she landed blow after blow, her hair flying in wild tangles around her face. It was a sight both terrifying and awe-inspiring at the same time.
Finally, all the bandits lay defeated at Alfia's feet. She took a moment to catch her breath before turning her attention back to the children
"You did your best." said Alfia softly as she picks Bell up and cradles him to her chest
"But... I couldn't save Ms. Yumi," Bell whispered despairingly while thinking "If only I was like Auntie than none of this would have happened. I could have protected everyone. Miss Yumi would still be alive."
Alfia's expression softened as she placed a hand on his back and held him close.
"You did everything you could, Bell. Don't blame yourself." Zald approached them then cradling Alice and Aki to his chest.
The once bustling village now lay in ruins, the aftermath of the ruthless bandit raid. The ground was littered with broken and burnt buildings, and the air was heavy with the stench of death. The majority of the residents were either killed or injured, their homes destroyed beyond repair. Those who survived were left traumatized and unable to stay in the village any longer. In search of safety and solace, they scattered in all directions, each one carrying their own burden of grief and loss.
The once picturesque village now resembled a warzone. The broken and burnt buildings, once full of life and color, now lay in ruins, their roofs collapsed, and their walls charred. The streets were strewn with debris and wreckage, and the corpses of those who were unable to escape the bandit raid.
A village that was once bustling with life and vibrant colors now lay in ruins. Buildings were crumbling and burnt, their roofs collapsed, and walls charred. Debris littered the ground, scattered like shattered fragments of a broken dream. Bodies of slain villagers and bandits alike lay strewn about, their lifeless eyes staring up at the smoke-filled sky
Bandit Raid (Aftermath)
It took two weeks for Aki to speak to anyone. All she did was curl up in bed and cry. Aki had lost both her parents in the bandit raid, and even worse, she had witnessed her mother's brutal death. The trauma of it all weighed heavily on her young shoulders, and she struggled to come to terms with what had happened.
Aki's eyes were red and swollen with dark circles beneath them, evidence of her sleepless nights spent crying in bed. Her body was curled up in a tight ball under the covers, her arms hugging her knees tightly.
Her usually bright and vibrant eyes were now dull and heavy with tears, her face drained of color and her body curled up in a fetal position on her bed. There were dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep and her hair was tangled and unkempt.
The once vibrant and lively Aki is now a shell of herself, her eyes constantly red and puffy from her tears. She curls up in bed, her body trembling as she uncontrollably sobs into her pillow. Bell and Alice, sat by her side, their faces etched with worry and sadness as they watch their friend suffer.
Bell and Alice were by her side constantly, offering whatever comfort and support they could provide. They knew that words alone could not heal Aki's wounds, but they wanted her to know that she was not alone in this dark time.
They spent their days helping Aki with chores around the house, taking turns cooking meals for each other and doing their best to create a sense of normalcy in their lives. But every night, when they tried to sleep, Aki's sobs would fill the quiet house, a haunting reminder of all that they had lost.
One particular night, Alice found Aki curled up in bed shaking uncontrollably from another nightmare. She gently woke her up and held her tightly until she calmed down.
"Alice..." Aki cried out softly, clinging onto her like a lifeline. "I-I can't stop thinking about… how…my mother died..."
Alice felt a lump form in her throat as she held back tears of her own. She didn't know what words could possibly offer comfort in this situation. Instead, she simply whispered soothing words and stroked Aki's hair until she fell back asleep from exhaustion.
It took another long, grueling week before Aki could muster up the ability to speak with the adults about their journey ahead. She shared her desire to go with Bell and Alice wherever they went. The adults all agreed that this was the best course of action. And so, preparations began in earnest for their journey to the great northern city of Asgard.
On the day of the move, Hera pulls Aki aside and offers her a falna if she wants to join her familia and live with Alice.
"But what about Bell?" Aki asks.
"Bell is part of Zeus's familia," Hera replies.
"I would still like to join your familia as long as I can be with Bell and Alice."
Zues over hearing this responds: "Great, then we're all packed and ready. Now let's head to Asgard, the home of Odin and Frigg."
And so, the journey begins.