Kursed: Requiem

[Guest Para Astaroth]

Chapter 7

As the rain continued to pound unrelentingly down upon Sauria’s surface, Kursed continued to sprint aimlessly through the vast vegetation.  Shielding her head from the plants she was coming into contact with and hitting them aside, the water on them slapped onto her fur and her outfit -- all becoming more drenched as she continued on through the forest.  Gritting her teeth as the plants slapped her skin harder by every passage, the only sounds that were heard through Kursed’s own ears were that of the rain coming down, hitting the plants, her outfit, and her constant, wheezing breaths.  Eventually, she slowed down to a jog, then to walk until she soon started pushing plants aside while trying to regain her respiration.

As she continued to push the drenched plants aside, flashbacks of her trying to escape the G.P.F a year ago began to haunt her.  Ignoring the similarities, she soon pushed a small patch of plants out of her path and came to an opening to a long stretch of beach that held an ocean by several meters from where she stood and a tall wooden walkway with a enormous silhouette of a creature hunched over asleep -- it’s breathing low and deep.  Walking on but feet shuffling in the sand, her exhaustion set in with aching limbs and a sudden light-headedness overwhelmed her until she soon collapsed facedown in the sand with blood still stained onto her face, and where the bullet wounds were still located.  Sighing, she soon slipped into unconsciousness as the rain continued to pour onto her.

As Kursed lie unconscious in the wet sand, the silhouette that had been hunched over grunted long and low, then rose it’s head slightly -- looking over in Kursed’s direction.  Seeing her still figure in the midnight rain, he slowly rose his long neck above the wooden walkway that was surrounding him and locked his lower legs in place while he kept his eyes onto Kursed’s body while the rain continued to pour -- a flash and rumble of thunder illuminated the whole area.

[Fluxy]

It's not much, But I am glad to see it continue. :)

[B4D-W0LF]

i would love to have a book like this.. incredible.

i am watchin this definitely

[Guest Julius Quasar]

:yes: Excellent!

[Guest Trace]

Just like what Julius said.. "Excellent" This Fan Fic is really good,keep up the good work.  :D

[Kursed]

*passes out*  JUst kidding this is good keep goin.

[B4D-W0LF]

Omg i had this story in a dream Soooo AWESOME i wonder if it'll happen again.

[Guest Para Astaroth]

Don't worry, guys and gals, I haven't forgotten about the next chapter of this fanfiction.  School and anxiety has bogged me down so that I can't even focus on continuing it.  Just give me time and I'll post one up eventually.

[Guest Julius Quasar]

Don't worry, guys and gals, I haven't forgotten about the next chapter of this fanfiction.  School and anxiety has bogged me down so that I can't even focus on continuing it.  Just give me time and I'll post one up eventually.

No worries, we'll be glad to see it when you do.

[B4D-W0LF]

I know exactly what you mean. i just got to highschool so i'm pretty much sailing on. in a week i feel a storm coming

[Guest Trace]

Don't worry, guys and gals, I haven't forgotten about the next chapter of this fanfiction.  School and anxiety has bogged me down so that I can't even focus on continuing it.  Just give me time and I'll post one up eventually.

 

Take all the time you need,theres no rush. We can wait

[Guest Para Astaroth]

Chapter 8

The sun was rising in the distance; a fabric of clouds were hanging amid the dreary sky.  The waves from the ocean -- now at high tide -- swashed onto the shores of Cape Claw and the atmosphere around it was heavy.  But inside a cave inside a waterfall seemed to show signs of an illuminated presence -- a small campfire that a villager of the area started.  While inside, and the waterfall continuously roaring over the cave, the blue vixen remained unconscious yet on her side with her pink hair over her face, and reflecting the fire's light.  While she remained so, the villager -- a onyx coated wolf-like creature with an ancient form of clothing -- watched her intentively to make sure she remained in good condition so that no stragglers would have came by and taken her for their own; for their amusement.  The fire crackled and sparks escaped frequently up to the ceiling, but decipating before they could touch it.

A groan soon escaped through Kursed's teeth as she slowly started to move, but just barely.  The villager looked over at her, hearing her groans and ears perked up, and quickly hunch-walked over to her.  Placing a hand to her shoulder and leaning in he whispered, "It's alright; you're safe now."  Upon hearing this, Kursed's eyes shot open and she quickly jumped to her feet -- immediately going into a fighting stance while glaring at the villager who too was caught off guard by her sudden arising.  "Calm down, stranger!  Everything is fine now!  There is no need for intimate violence!" the villager spoke quietly to her with his hand extended out to her, but slightly away.  "I am Abbagart:  Descendant of the ancient Krazoans themselves.  What do they call you?"

Sensing this new being was friendly enough, Kursed loosened her tense posture and flickered her hair out of her face, "They call me, 'Kursed.'  But call me whatever you want..."

"Shhhh!  Do you want to attract the Ones Who We Don't Speak Of?!"  Abbagart quietly asked, pressing his index finger close to his face with a frightened expression with his other hand raised to her.

Kursed tilted her head along with a confused look, "Who--"

"SHHHH!!!  Quiet!"  After pressing a hand to Kursed's muzzle and placing a hand onto her shoulder to keep her still, several murmurs were heard outside the waterfall that sounded like they were speaking of an ancient dialect that Kursed could barely make out.  "They are outside.  Listening.  We must not move or speak."  Abbagart observed, looking over his shoulder to the waterfall concealing the cave itself.

"Who are they?  Why are you acting so frightened?"

Abbagart looked back to Kursed, "Because they have imprisoned majority of Sauria's inhabitants!  This planet has been enslaved for nearly five years!"  Kursed, expression changing to shock, looked back to the waterfall where she could sense numerous entities outside the waterfall walking around.  "Do not move.  I need to make rid of this flame.  Light attracts them!"  Abbagart immediately let go of Kursed and slowly poured a bucket of water -- which was crafted from what looked like stone -- onto the fire as it hissed like that of a snake; the flame extinguishing  completely.

"Abbagart,"  Kursed began quietly, looking to the waterfall -- he looked around to her, "I can sense that they are not aware of our presence; I think it's alright now."

"Not while they are out there!"  Abbagart complained quietly back, setting the bucket down and looking back to the extinguished campfire.  "All we can do for now is just await for their departure; they always return to scavenge this area -- top to bottom.  Sickening beings!"

Kursed, watching the waterfall as she listened to the voices, tried her best to decypher their ancient language from her knowledge.  Not getting much from what they were saying to one another, she kept a close eye on the waterfall for any sihlouettes stopping in front of it.  Not hearing much of anything but the sounds of footsteps quieting down, Abbagart rose his head and looked around.

"They are gone now.  We can breathe with ease."  He said quietly with a sigh.  He then got to his feet and walked over to Kursed, "Now that they have departed, shall we go visit the locals of this area?"  Kursed exchanged an accepted glance to Abbagart; he nodded in return.  As he began to walk towards the waterfall, he said in a more hear-able tone, "I suppose you are familiar with the locals in these parts, Kursed?"

Kursed looked slightly down and away, "Not really.  I have not been on Sauria in several years.  But I do not want to be reminded of that time."  Abbagart's eyes looked down sympathetically and he nodded.

"I shall respect that.  Now, shall we continue?  Word has spread quickly of your arrival, Kursed."  He said to Kursed and turned to her.  Kursed looked away while her hair slowly started to slide in front of her face.  "I have seen you before.  Your current stature and disguise hides whom you really are.  I can sense that you were once a heroine of this planet, but in the form of a 'damsel in distress', as some may perceive it as."

Kursed shot her eyes to Abbagart, "And what is it to you should I care?"

"Because we Krazoan descendants know a hero, or heroine, when we set eyes upon them.  Visions poured into my mind before you landed on this planet.  I know exactly who you are."  He explained, looking to the waterfall as he did so.  He then looked back to her and smiled pleasantly.  Kursed rose an eyebrow from a sudden feeling of uneasiness overwelmed her and she raised her arms to waist length. 

"Who exactly are you....?" 

"I am a friend.  You are one as well.  You just do not accept it anymore.  You left it behind with your former self as a negative event changed your life entirely.  I am one of many oracles of the Krazoans and a descendant of the ones themselves."  Abbagart responded, as a heavenly blue aura started to emit from his body.  "We know you came to the aid of the followers of the Krazoans -- the Earthwalkers.  Their numbers are dwindling due to enslavement.  You helped aid us in keeping our temple in order."  Kursed was now stepping away from Abbagart and a shocked look spread across her face.

"They called you Krystal."

[Kursed]

The truth is known!

(This is quiet interesting it almost makes me want to Finish my  fan-fics

[B4D-W0LF]

You Write soo good 

how do you do this so incredibly well? i want to write like that because its... it calms me..

i feel peacefulness...

now i wait for the pure of heart i once saw... not to long ago

[Guest Julius Quasar]

very nice!

[Guest Para Astaroth]

If things work out well this week, then expect another chapter probably by Labor Day.

I was thinking of the next chapter in my head at school and right now in my bed.

[Guest l Shade l]

First Fan Fiction I have ever read,and that was amazing... Good Job.. NO Great Job I like it! =D

[B4D-W0LF]

i'm writing a story, drawing pictures of Krystal

super smily face lol

and school fits in perfect

edit 9/13/10:

i'm now drawing wolves :P

[Guest Para Astaroth]

Chapter 7

Kursed, hearing her once beknownst name, stutter stepped back until her spine met the stone walls of the cave.  Looking over her shoulder and up to the wall, then back to Abbagart as his glowing figure walked closer to her.  "You needn't be afraid, young one:  I mean you no harm,"  he insisted with a calm tone and stopped a few feet from her -- his aurora fading until his more humane figure stood before her.  "You were once kindhearted, but were twisted on the inside to forthcome your current stature; your mind was solely set to help the good, yet now it is foreboded into one that is for your own and no longer seeking the help you once gave the innocent."  Tilting his head, he sat down against the wall next to her while Kursed kept her shocked glance down at him.

He held his hand out to his side to the floor, and wall, next to him, "Be sentimental:  Sit and tell your tale."  Looking around the cave for no apparent reason and back down to Abbagart a little confused.  She began to slowly curl into a sitting posture until she halted herself.

"Wait," she began retortfully, "What do you mean by, 'tell your tale'?"

Abbagart simple chuckled and smiled appealing to her, "Tell me what was the main reason behind your sudden change in preferences."  Seeing the reason, Kursed curled down against the wall and held her legs close to her chest as she glanced over at Abbagart briefly before looking to the floor angled before her.  Abbagart's look changed to neutrality as Kursed remained still and her expression turning blank in front of him.  "Krystal," he began, "Are you--"

"Please don't call me that, Abbagart," Kursed interrupted, shooting a disapproving glance to him, "I would rather be called, 'Kursed' than that other name..."  He nodded and slowly looked away from her as he clasped his hands into his lap and waited patiently.

Gathering her spirits and briefly closed her eyes, "It was about...  Uhmmmm...  six years ago."  Abbagart's ears perked up as he heard Kursed begin to speak and looked over at her.

"Do continue."

"Yes....  And it was when I came across a certain starfighter team known as the 'Star Fox Team',"  she began and looked over at Abbagart halfheartedly.  "I was, as you stated, a damsel in distress on this planet until their leader rescued me from my imprisonment."  She looked back to the floor angled before her once more and lowered her head until her muzzle was below her arms and above her cheeks were seen.  "Fox McCloud was his name.  A...  Fairly attractive character at the time.  I vowed to help the team by what ever means necessary, they agreed to my request, and welcomed me aboard the team."

Kursed then blinked her eyes and they looked off to the side, "I...  Learned to fly simply by reading their minds and going over several instructions through their system's database.  It was not too terribly hard to fully understand their ships' controls and for me to eventually becoming a fairly decent pilot."  Her eyes then looked towards the waterfall now.  "After that, a year had passed and we were soon given the assignment to eradicate a certain parasite race that had threatened the galaxy as we knew it:  The race calling themselves the 'Aparoids.'  Their numbers were stretched out to the farsomes, attacking whatever moved before them, nearly decimating the city of Corneria until the team and I intervened, and repelled them.  It was a long fight until we managed to reach their homeworld with the help of the Cornerian Defense Force."

She looked down to her feet now, "I nearly lost a dear friend of mine that I looked up to as a father figure:  Peppy Hare.  The Aparoids managed to attack the team's flagship, the Great Fox, and he sacrificed the ship to temporarily disable the shielding around the planet to buy us enough time to enter it before the ship itself was destroyed by the shielding once it regenerated.  We lost contact with him from then on."  Abbagart looked slightly away due to the unfortunate news.

"I...  Am sorry to hear that," he apologized.

"I'm not done, Abbagart,"  Kursed reassured him and he nodded to her.  "We flew deeper into the planet until the Star Fox's rival squadron, the Star Wolf Team, aided us in distracting the Aparoids halting our advance towards the Queen's lair.  After we entered the lair and the Aparoid Queen tried to provoke the squad by using mind manipulations, she was eventually destroyed.  But...  Her second form remained and she fled deeper into the planet -- we followed right behind her.  We soon annihilated her, along with the planet, and escaped with a few scrapes and cuts.  The cost was heavy at the time with thousands of losses and our victory was temporarily cut short.  As we grieved over the events, a beacon was seen coming closer to us by the second and a familiar voice came through to our comms to be none other than Peppy Hare."  She now closed her eyes and smiled briefly to herself.

"He and the ship's robotic mechanic, ROB-64, managed to escape but had to be treated for a minor Aparoid infection.  The team was very surprised to see him alive since we all witnessed the ship's demise along with himself aboard it.  After a brief reunion, the Cornerian Defense Force rejoined us and escorted us back to our planetary system."  She soon took a moment to regain her spirits since she felt sudden emotions overwhelm herself.

"Then what happened after that?"  Abbagart eventually asked, not becoming too interested in the story to cause Kursed to halt her tale. 

"Then, two years had passed and the team had begun to split apart...  Falco, our ace pilot, went back to his solo piloting work; Peppy took the Cornerian general's spot since their former general was overcame by an illness; Slippy found his true love and departed from the team to spend time with her; Fox and I remained together for a few more months until....  Uh-until........"

"Until, what?"  Abbagart asked once more, placing a gentle hand onto her shoulder. 

A tear rolled down her fur, "Until he...  Took me to Corneria and....  *Sniff*  Told me to leave the team.  I didn't know what he was trying to tell me until he told me straight to my face that he didn't want to see me get involved into anymore danger, and thus forcing me to be kicked off the team inadvertently.  I was...  Heart broken, ashamed of his actions, and torn apart on the inside; I didn't know where to go and so disappeared off the face of the planet.  I soon came across the Star Wolf team since they had been doing numerous mercenary jobs and I volunteered myself to be apart of their team; they willingly accepted my request."  She then looked at her palm facing her around her knees, "I used this to get back at him, but I wasn't thinking straight at the time.  Another year passed and we were becoming known throughout the galaxy, along with mine becoming more negative by the day."

"'Becoming more negative', you mean...?"  Abbagart curiously asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"Meaning that the rumors were spreading that I abandoned the team and that I had betrayed the Star Fox Team...  When it truly was a lie," Kursed explained and Abbagart insisted that she continue.  "We soon heard that another enemy race had threatened to destroy the Lylat System and we quickly stepped in to help.  The race called themselves the 'Anglars'.  We eventually saw this to be our chance at getting the money and fame we needed to excel at what the Star Fox Team did so many times, and quickly went off in search of their homeworld to eradicate them once and for all."  She looked towards the ceiling, "My time with the Star Wolf Team eventually turned me into what I really did not want to become:  My thinking became more drastic and edgy, my attitude soured dramatically, I soon grew an extreme hatred for the Star Fox with what my team had held onto for so long, and I didn't keep up with myself as I formerly had done.  I was turning into an abomination of a person, but I was too blind with hatred and revenge that I didn't see it so.  As the days wore on, I started to grow closer to the team's new squadmate that joined a year before I did:  He was called, Panther Caroso.  It wasn't what I wanted, so I kept our 'relationship' as friends while he kept his mindset that we were two lovers that were inseparable; it really got tiresome after the first few months together."

She took a deep breath to refrain from exhausting herself and returned back to telling her story.  "After a few weeks of fighting, we came across...  Fox....  And he acted as though he expected me to go to the Star Wolf Team when I clearly looked into his mind and saw that he was clearly shocked, and heartbroken.  He...  Tried to apologize to me for the way he was acting, confessing that he truly missed me, but I immediately turned down the offer; stating that I was going to show him the true pain he gave to me when he abandoned me.  We immediately left the system we confronted him and eventually found out that the Anglar's leader, the Anglar Emperor, was living in the oceans of Venom.  So, we set our course there and destroyed what defenses he had set up there and personally destroyed him in his own territory."  She then pulled her legs closer to her chest and buried her face into her knees.

"Another year went by and...  And once we were declared heroes of Lylat, I was declined the positive praises and given the negative criticism.  It was on a regular basis that I was being insulted and declared a traitor once we went to any one of the Lylat System's planets to find information, eliminate a target, or to simply relax.  The slings and arrows soon got to me, tearing me apart and I eventually had to find a way to get away from it."  She looked to Abbagart now, "That's when I devised a plan to secretly leave the Star Wolf Team early the next morning.  Once they were asleep, I gathered my things, left the team, and traveled off into the stars in search of a new place I could call home since I was no longer welcomed in the Lylat System."  She now looked away from him.  "I couldn't really keep the pain I was hiding inside of me for too long and so I simply broke down inside my ship as I traveled.  I wept for a good two hours since I was overcome with so much grief and pain that I just had to get it out somehow."

After hearing her story so far, Abbagart held his hand up in front of her, "You may stop, Kursed."

Kursed looked over at him alarmed, "Do what?  Why do you want me to stop?  I thought you wanted to hear --"

"I have clearly filled my ears and mind with enough knowledge to fully see your dramatic change.  There...  Are some things inside you that even I cannot clearly sort out and you are very clearly confused, and lost, as to where you are going."  He stood up now, brushing his drapes, "But your sole purpose in life now is to simply get away from everything you are brought into.  I can see this one objective since I, too, am struggling to keep myself hidden from the creatures that have enslaved this planet.  Years of keeping in solitude hath brought great positives to my knowledge and understanding.  I have learned throughout the years that this planet is simply buying the time for the enslavers to let their power get to their feeble minds, until Planet Sauria's forces spring into action and drive them off this world."  His expression now turned to grief as he continued, "But, I do see some complications with this."

"And what are those, if you do not mind me asking, Abbagart?"  Kursed simply questioned, relaxing herself and looking up at him.

Abbagart began to rub his neck uncomfortably and looked down to her.  "For the beginnings, Sauria's forces are primitive compared to this highly advanced race that has enslaved them.  There is clearly no way for them to simply repel them off this planet; it is simply unheard of!  The next portion is furthermore regarding assets we need in order to bring this rebellion into order.  But, other than that, we WILL lose hundred, more than possibly thousands of inhabitants on this world and this is why I see so much resentment clouding my decisions.  Although I can obtain my ancestors' spirits to become simply immortal and decimate the enslavers, but this comes at a heavy price that I simply hesitate to do."

Kursed rose and eyebrow, a bit confused, as Abbagart explained.  "Care to explain why you will hesitate at this?"

Abbagart looked back down at Kursed more worried than he had been.

"If I am to use my ancestors' spirits to repel the enslavers, then this means that planet will once again split apart and our joining in one mind process will case the spirits to permanently leave the planet.  The only thing that will keep this planet from it's utter demise is the forsaken Spell Stones deep within the planet.  Other than that, this planet will face it's once forboding crisis once more."

[Kursed]

adventures all over again cept this time  Kursed  gets to do all the work.

[Guest Julius Quasar]

awesome!

[Guest Para Astaroth]

adventures all over again cept this time  Kursed  gets to do all the work.

Not entirely.  You will have to wait and see what happens next, Kursed 

awesome!

Glad you're enjoying it, Julius!  :wink:

[Guest l Shade l]

EPIC

[B4D-W0LF]

thx. it was like an early birthday present.

my birthday's in a week

[FoxMcCloud]

Awesome, this is by far the best fan-fic that I have seen!!!Major Awesomes :D