Being a statue, Llidya had a lot of time to think. Especially when everyone was gone. There was nothing to focus on, nothing to listen to. And she was completely aware the entire time.
She missed Ash, the witches...and Dina, and wondered if she would ever get back to normal. To get to know her daughter of blood. She sighed inwardly, and looked to her wolf.
The beast had just been resting since their ill attempt at escape a few days past. It had healed pretty fast, but that was to be expected, what with her paranormal healing abilities before she'd been infected. She noticed movement then, but not in her little back room. It was out there somewhere, on the spiritual plane with her wolf. Something was approaching the tower of jade and it looked to be too tall to be any type of lycan Llidya had ever seen.
She watched as whatever it was got closer, idly curious. Until her wolf jumped up, hackles rising. She reached out to calm it down, and was lashed out at with a burn of fiery pain. What the hell?! They'd fought before, but this had never...
Her attention was taken by the approaching thing suddenly, and Llidya lost consciousness for the second time as a statue. A dream started raging it's way through her skull.
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Images swirled, images she couldn't begin to comprehend. She could see them, but she could not understand put them together to form a coherent story. There she was, a Jade Statue, sitting in the back room of Thirteen Moons. There was a strange light from within. Her spirit maybe? Connected to that odd green glow was a dark line that disappeared
into iself, into the supernatural plane. To her wolf. The image went closer to the statue and the glow, and it could be seen that the line wrapped around the glow of her life force several times. Following the line, it originated from the wolf, and was holding her captive. The wolf looked up, and slowly shifted into a fox with seven tails. Quickly the view moved back to Thirteen Moons, zooming out through the ceiling to the sky. Lightning of a dark red hue peirced the sky, and icy cold spheres of blackness fell upon the islands and the surrounding ocean. Buildings and trees were toppled by the wind. And blanketing the sky was an impenetrable cloud of black. Faint glows pulsed throughout the phenomenon, circling. Back to the room, she watched as something struck her as she was frozen, shattering her into a thousand pieces. The wolf now fox jumped about, still trapped within the tower before the strange glows from the cloud descended upon it and bore it away. Back to the room again, there was the sound of chanting. There she was, whole and complete, not shattered as it seemed. As the chanting intensified, the jade fell away in pieces, like an eggshell, and she stepped out, smiling in relief. The line from the wolf/fox creature disintegrated and the creature bounded away, towards an odd tear on the plane. Supernatural creatures dying left and right, with no apparent wounds, the wolf/fox creature bounding across the globe, grinning as it caused Chaos. Back to the room again! Once again encased in jade. A person shrouded in darkness, an asexual being creating a darkness in the room. Reaching into the jade prison, pulling her forcefully, painfully from the statue. She lay there bleeding, the wolf/fox still trapped in that jade tower, that line still wrapped around her as she was cut open, entrails pulled from within. Pure evil seeped to her through the vision as a heat and pain so intense flooded the area. Something dark and ominous appeared as she and the wolf/fox breathed their last. There was chaos, evil all over as blackened creatures with batlike wings descended down upon the populance, raping, murdering and pillaging. All through these horrible images was the soft sound of laughter.
The images seemed to rewind itself, back to before Llidya came to the islands, when she was globe trotting with the Sanguine Syndicate. To the time in Tibet where she pocketed a jade figurine of a seven-tailed fox. To the line that transferred from the figurine to Llidya, entering underneath her fingernails. A line that led to a wolf that as the time rewound, transformed into a fox very similar to the figurine, seven tails and all. Time kept reversing as the fox was stuck there, going back hundreds of years to a time of war. Sword versus lead. The seven-tailed fox pranced over the battlefield, feeding on the energy of the emotional humans, and the magics of the war mages. Back another hundred years, to when the fox was imprisoned again, and this time thousands of years passed before the fox was free again, unaware of it's future of imprisonment. It's actions carefree and seemingly frivolous as it fed off of all creatures, taking both their magics and emotions. No law or order ruled this fox. Back to the before, of the discovery of a royal court, of the fox's insolence and refusal to join either of them, wanting to do as it pleased for all of eternity. The time reversal stopped, and started forward again, following the creatures of the court rather than the fox, and how they joined together to stop the all powerful creature, and their plans to imprison it.
The air was still, it never was still for long around Miyu but the air was still. As still as it might be before a storm arrived. Below ground where the wind did not rule she might have had better results in what she was trying but instead she stood in the wide expanse of the small shrine in her back yard. She had been terribly efficient this turn around, before moving from one place to another. This time, house was found to her specifications and before she had moved the Shrine was built by a import company that she hired. It was blessed and upon her arrival to Hawaii it was completely usable and ready for her. The sliding rice paper doors on three of the four sides of the shine was open and still the air was not moving. Fingers reached within the hem of her white kimono top and removed the four prepaired strips of paper. With a flick of her wrist they went to each courner of the room, seemingly of there on will. The Kanji symbols glowing brightly as the outside of the shrine shook with the will of the wind to enter.
Knees folded and she settled on her rear on the pillow, legs folding as she closed her eyes. Around the pillow various jars of herbs and powders sat in there special positions. Miyu would endure the silent meditation for hours, nearly a full day. It took every ounce of her power to to work this spell, it was the hardest that she personally knew. Fingers moved as she was drawn out of the meditation to reach for the jars before her. Both hands picked up one thing, sand and salt. Each was thrown in front of her across the slick wooden floor. Each grain of salt and sand echoed loudly like a rock avalanche in her head. Left hand held up before her as she pointed it down ward moving it in a circular pattern. The sand and salt would spread outwards till it was a perfect circle. Mint, silver flecks and fine white powder of ground conche shell, each was pinched and tossed into the circle in front of her. Each moment causing the blood in her veins to thud louder.
Voice rose but it was not English she chose to speak it, it was Japanese. Hand still moving in that circular motion she pushed herself up. Legs felt weak and like jello from sitting for so long but she ignored the pain of her body, staff lifted from beside the cushion she had sat on. It was with that sing sound voice that the real pressure started to vibrate. She was safe within her own boundaries due to the spell cards plastered to the courners of the shrine. Although the wood creaked and whined as the wind battered it as if it was a hurricane. Only a little longer and she could release it.
Staff was slammed into the wood beneath her three times before that hand still making circular motions stilled and grasped the staff, her voice echoing three words with each rap of the staff to the wood floor.
"Uchidashimasu seishin koi!"
The words of power finally spoken, it happened in a flash. The air broke through the bindings on the shrine walls as it should and hurricane if not tornado force winds slammed into Miyu. Although they centered around the circle of power before her. Hands glowed on the staff as the internal power of her priestess kept her standing against the force of the wind. With a crack of what sounded like lightening Miyu was tossed off her feet some distance back. The wind died as suddenly as it had come, but the pulsing of power did not. Her ears rang with the sound of the lightening crack and a hand felt around blindly for the staff that was knocked out of her hand. Finding it she gingerly climbed to her feet facing the pusling of power within the circle she had made.
Within the confines of the circle writhing on unseen air was an Elemental. A fully aware and capable elemental danced in it's windy glory. Blues and greens swirled as it took a semi human shape, the color of rain clouds and sunny blue skies swirled over it's shape.
You have called me priestess, offer your payment and let the deal be sealed.
It was not spoken in words but rather into Miyu's mind which was a bit unsettling. But it was part of the whole deal. The staff was set back down since the spell had worked and from within the Obi sash about her waist the tanto was removed. Thick black braid was shifted over her shoulder and the end part sliced clean off. One couldn't be vain about such heavy duty spells. The tanto was moved to her finger and her pinky nail was cut down to her skin, careful not to cut herself and draw blood and ruin the whole casting. Two steps brought her to the circle as the Elemental watched her with that dancing storm like gaze. To give the payment she would have to seal the pact and release it from it's circle of power.
Hair to bind you, nail of my body to entrust you. I seek your protection, guard me in the shape of a dog. Be my eyes and my guide in this land. Do you accept Elemental?
She didn't speak outloud, she didn't have to. The Elemental was already in her mind. It happened in a flash, the circle broke with a loud bang and the hair and nail pushed into the mushrooming power. There was only one chance but Miyu wouldn't know the outcome.
Blackness sucked her down. Down into dreams. Seven Tails, the dark Godling was there. Anyone worth there weight in gold as a Shinto Priestess or Priest would know that creature. And this was what she woke too, knowing where the beast was and where it was trapped. Hawaii just got suddenly more interesting. Blind eyes openned, although she didn't feel pain, it was more like she was bathed in the warm wind, held aloft from the floor seeing as how it had caught her. A hand reached out and connected with warm soft fur. That single touch felt disorientating, she could see a picture of herself floating a few inches from the ground but from a different perspective. She could see but it wasn't with her eyes, it was through the shrine dog eyes, the shape the elemental had taken. That was going to be hard to explain, but with the comfort of the elemental there, she smiled. It had worked. Exhastion was riding at her mind like a plague and she had no strength left to fight it, finding herself sucked back down into a quiet nightmare of foxes and Shrine dogs. When she awoke she would search out the fox and the woman and then things might be better understood but for now she let herself drift.