Chapter 2: From a Faraway Place
Chapter 2: A Story from a Faraway Place
wasn't sure whether he was frightened or confused. When he heard the
voice, he'd been expecting to see the sword wielding trench coat man
from before. Instead, standing in his living room was a girl.
She looked to be only a year older than him, wearing a pleated white skirt with gold markings along the edges, white boots and a light grey top with with short sleeves. What was most notable was her hair; it was waist length and bright blue in color. Strands of it were seemingly draped over her shoulder, and her dark blue eyes complimented this.
"W-Where did you come from?" Riy managed to stutter out. The girl folded her arms, not saying anything more. Seeing her inaction, he walked over to her. "How did you get into my house? Who are you?"
Again, no response which earned a scowl from the boy, who took a step back and reached behind him, his hand groping for what he hoped was the telephone.
"I'll call the police if you don't tell me who you are." He stated.
"Hey! Are you liste-" His sentence was cut short by the girl who moved forwards and tackled him to the ground, placing a hand over his mouth and muffling any words that came from it. Pinned to the ground, Riy couldn't move at all.
Was this girl going to kill him? Or... this thought process vanished when he saw that the girl's eyes were elsewhere. They were looking out the nearby living room window, back and forth, looking for something. Or, someone perhaps.
"Mmmffff." The young teens muffled voice was all that was heard, earning a look from the girl.
"Shh!" She said with a glare. Riy stopped instantly, and watched as the strange girl looked around some more. There was an uncomfortable, awkward silence for a while, before she reluctantly got off of Riy and rose to her feet. Riy rubbed his ribs as he got to his feet too, wearing a cautious expression.
"Who are you? Why are you in my house?" Riy repeated. A soft sigh followed his question from the girl, and she turned to him, pointing at his tattoo.
"Where did you get that?" She asked. Riy frowned.
"I asked first." He shot back. The girl shook her head and stepped back, arms crossed again.
"I won't answer until you answer me." She said. Riy groaned, but saw that this wasn't going anywhere and stepped back, folding his arms and furrowing his brows.
"I got this from a tattoo parlor in town. Why?" He answered.
"Because you've got a target on your back now." She responded. Riy grew confused, and looked around his house. A target? Why would a tattoo make him a target? And for what? His house wasn't special, but wasn't bad. Entering from the front led to a hallway, with a staircaise across, a kitchen to the left and a living room to the right. The latter had a sofa and a chair near each other, made of black leather and patterns. A sleek brown rug covered the ground, and a chandelier hung over head.
"What are talking about? What target and why?" Riy shouted. The two locked gazes for a moment, then something occured to him. "Are you in a gang?" This made the girl scoff and arch her brows.
"How insulting. I would never be a part of such a thing." She answered. Riy blinked, genuinely surprised by her reaction. He let out a big sigh and rubbed his forehead, thinking to himself.
"If you tell me who you are, I won't call police." He offered. A voice spoke, however the response came from someone else.
"She can't do that kid." The voice was familiar, and from the other doorway in the living room, stepped Alistor, the owner of the parlor from earlier.
"You're the tattoo guy!" Riy exclaimed. He pointed a finger in an accusing fashion and Alistor shook his head.
"I didn't think this would cause trouble. I'm sorry." He said to the girl, who nodded with a soft sigh.
"It's not your fault." She responded calmly before turning back to Riy. "I'll tell you who I am. You have to promise, however to not tell anyone else." Alistor gave her an uneasy look, but a nod from the girl seemed to make him calm down. Riy however was unsure.
"I'm not so sure about that. Why? Are you in trouble?" He inquired. The girl sat down on the couch, placing her hands in her lap.
"You'll understand when I tell you." She said. Riy still looked unsure, but knowing this was the best he would get, nodded.
"Let me at least prepare something to drink.
name is Renne Araa."
"That's an interesting name."
The girl laughed softly as she wrapped a hand around the coffee mug she'd been offered, bringing it to her lips and taking a drink.
"For you to understand this, I should answer your question." She went on. "I am in trouble. I am being targeted, like you." Riy tilted his head sideways, confused.
"Why? What did you do?" He asked. Alistor leaned into his seat and closed his eyes.
"It's not what she did, but who she is." He answered. This only furthered the teens confusion, and didn't help how he was feeling. It was weird enough having a total stranger in his house, and a man he knew only because he got a tattoo from his parlor, in his home.
"What do you mean by who she is?" He questioned. The girl called Renne sighed.
"What I am going to tell you will sound crazy, but just listen." She responded. "I come from a place faraway, called Enelios. My home is there, but I was chased out."
"Enelios? Where's that? I've never heard of it before." Riy remarked. Renne put her cup down and exhaled a large breath of air.
"That's because, it's not a place found here." She said slowly. Riy blinked. Still confused.
"You lost me." He said simply. Renne looked to him, seeing the unease and confusion and slumped her shoulders, then recomposed herself.
"I'm saying, it's not in this world." Riy furrowed his brows almost immediately, his lips curled.
"Are you saying, you weren't born on Earth?" He said rather tentatively. Renne nodded.
"Yes. It sounds hard to believe, I know. But, that's the truth." She responded. Riy puckered his lips and leaned back in his seat. A different world? It sounded far fetched to be sure. It was also true that technology was in space trying to find new places of life. If this was true...
"Alistor is from here, if that's what you're thinking." Renne's voice pulled Riy out of his train of thought, and the man in question had a hand over his leg. "He let me stay with him when I sought shelter." Riy leaned forwards and made a motion with his hand.
"Let's assume this is all true, so far. What you're saying is your from a place called Enelios. You still haven't answered why you're running, or have this 'target' on your back." He stated. Renne narrowed her eyes, a look of unease crossed her features briefly before she looked to the teen.
"My home is one of many kingdoms on Enelios, which is but a single continent, in the world called Arlaum." She began. "My home, is a kingdom called Fenrir. More importantly, I am a member of its royal family." As she spoke, Riy could see her eyes show all kinds of different emotions. Longing, sorrow, anger.
"A royal family..." The boy murmured to himself. Renne continued.
"Among the kingdoms on this continent, one has a longstanding history of inciting problems amongst one another." She said.
"Wars, political battles, all things like that." Riy was following along, and as the girl spoke Alistor took a sip of the coffee he'd been offered, slanting his eyes and frowning.
"This coffee is dark." He noted, a scowl on his face. Riy blinked in surprise.
"Uh yeah. Sorry if you don't like that, it's all I have here at the moment." He said. Alistor suddenly started laughing and shook his head.
"No, it's fine. I don't normally drink it is all." He replied. Renne gave the man a soft smile before continuing her story.
"I had to leave home, because someone is trying to take me to that kingdom. Capture me, if you will." She stated, a more serious expression this time. "I was ordered to leave by my family so that I wouldn't be at risk, so I was sent here." Riy frowned again, putting both hands to his chin and leaning on his elbows.
"If this is all true, why are you here in my house?" He questioned. Renne suddenly reached for the top of her shirt and began pulling it down which made Riy look away, blushing a bit. The girl only pulled it down slightly, revealing a mark above her right breast. Riy slowly looked back, noticing it and widened his eyes.
It was the same as his tattoo. Blue in color, but the same. Seeing his expression, Renne exhaled.
"Because you have that mark now, they think you're a member of the royal family and want to capture you to get to me." She explained, turning to Alistor who slumped his shoulders.
"I didn't think at the time. I was just happy to have a customer. This is my fault." He apologized. Riy's reaction however was something neither expected.
"I guess it's nothing that I'm not used to." He muttered. Both Renne and Alistor had surprised expressions to this, looking to him.
"What?" Renne uttered. Riy sighed, a strange smile on his face.
"I was always targeted by bullies growing up, even now. So some crazy people target me too. Not any different." He responded. Renne frowned.
"I'm sorry to have dragged you into this." She said, bowing forwards in apologize. Riy waved a hand and shook his head.
"You know what? It's fine. Now I guess I'll sleep better at night, knowing that it was a crazy sword maniac wanting to capture me rather than murder me." He laughed. Alistor looked to Renne, and the two nodded, rising to their feet.
"Well kid we're sorry to have troubled you. We should be going now, so you don't get dragged further into this." He said. They started to walk forwards when Riy got to his feet and raised an arm.
"Hey wait!" He said. The two came to a stop and looked to him in interest. "How about you stay here the night? As they say, safety in numbers, right?" Renne put a hand to her mouth and grew a worried expression.
"Are you sure about that? I don't want to impose more than I have." She said. Riy laughed softly and nodded.
"It's fine. You're here already, why not stay the night." He replied. Renne glanced to Alistor who folded his arms.
"it's up to you." He offered. The girl turned back to Riy with a nod, and then grew a small smile.
"Alright, we'll take you up on your offer." She agreed. Riy turned around towards the kitchen and glanced over his shoulder with grin.
"Then I'll go start cooking some food." He said, then walked forwards at a brisk pace. Renne cupped a hand around her mouth as he walked away.
"We never got your name you know." She called out. Riy glanced over his shoulder again.
"It's Riy, Veilheart."
Later that evening, after a dinner meal had been cooked and eaten, Riy took out some blankets from a hall closet, and placed them on the couch in the living room, where Renne had offered to sleep. Taking it with a soft thank you, the girl draped it around herself and placed her head against the couch pillow, letting out a content sigh.
"This'll be the first calm night of sleep she's had since being here." Alistor said, having appeared behind Riy who'd been watching the girl as she laid down, slowly drifting off to sleep. Riy look at the man and frowned.
"That must really suck." He said bluntly. Alistor nodded, slinging a towel over his shoulder and wiping his hands.
"It is unfortunate." He agreed, looking to the young male and motioning with his head up the stairs. "You go ahead and sleep. I'll clean up here." Riy looked reluctant, but he nodded and turned to head up the hall stairs. As he moved up them, Alistor turned his gaze to Renne's now sleeping form and sighed.
"She'll be grateful to you kid. Remember that."
petered through into the window Riy's bedroom as he rolled around
slowly under the covers, his head resting on his hand. White curtains
gently flew up under a breeze, and a sleek wooden dresser was placed
next to the low to the ground bed. Cupboards were opposite of the
window, and a single door was next to it, leading outside.
The young male rolled back and forth a few more times, before an alarm resting on the dresser went off, emitting a high pitched ringing. Riy slowly stirred, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. He let a loud yawn escape his mouth, then when he noticed the alarm still ringing he slammed his hand on it, shutting it off.
"Mmmmm..." He moaned, running a hand through his hair and placing his feet on the ground. "That feels good." Stretching his limbs, the teen took a glance over at his cell phone and arched a brow.
"It's Friday. Wonder what the track
team is doing." He muttered. Shaking his head a few times, he walked swiftly to his door and pulled it open. Entering the hall, he looked around. Then listened.
They must be still asleep. Was his thought. The boy walked towards the stairs at the end of the hall past a single window overlooking the sideyard, and down the steps. Reaching the bottom, Riy took a look left, then right.
"Huh?" He said to himself, walking into the room and seeing that it was empty. The couch was unoccupied, and the chair where he knew Alistor was sleeping was empty too. Where were they? No sign of the blanket either.
A knock at the door tore Riy away from his thoughts, and he groggily stepped and opened it. The muscled teen from the other day, Nathan was standing there. Riy raised a brow while shielding his eyes from the sunlight pouring into his house.
"What are you doing here this early?" Nathan wore a grim expression in response and exhaled.
"I came to get you." He responded. Riy furrowed his brows and leaned back.
"Why? The track meeting isn't until ten." He said. Nathan's expression turned anxious.
"The meeting was rescheduled. Anyways, coach wants you to come today. He says if you miss another day, you'll be kicked from the team." This gained Riy's attentions as his eyes widened.
"What? Come on..." He remarked in frustration. Nathan motioned with his head towards the outside.
"Come on then! We've got to hurry if we want to make it." He stated. Riy nodded, but stopped and glanced around the inside of his house briefly. His eyes passed over the living room, an uneasy feeling sitting in his stomache. Nathan frowned.
"What's the matter?" He inquired. Riy shook his head and turned back to his track team mate.
"It's nothing. Come on, let's go. I'm gonna prove that guy wrong."