Arreyis

Devouring Light

"What do you think about the possibility that I am her reicarnation?" Ayrie asked hesitantly, not wanting him to hate her. She looked at him, worried that even the question might spark something. "I don't think that I am, I don't remember anything of it and I've never felt like I am anyone but myself... But what if Wrath is right? What if I do have this Astoria's soul?"

She looked down and rubbed her face. "I don't want you to hate me."

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Again Ayrie wanted to reach out to touch him, the anger and betrayal in his voice made her heart ache for him. She didn't know if she was a reincarnation of this woman or not, but she hoped that if she was she could avoid the mistakes of the past.

"I'm sorry Asran." She said, not knowing what else to say. She put her arms on the side of his bed and carefully put her chin in her hands. "I wish I knew how to end this curse for you. You shouldn't have had to suffer this long."

Her mind wandered to the dream she had, the voice teling her to remember. She couldn't believe that she had been capable of such a thing in a past life. Even in the fight against Wrath she had hesitated to try to harm her. Ayrie just didn't feel she had the ability to harm anyone. There had to be more to the story, and even if Asran didn't want to know she did. She had to find someone who could help her figure out the puzzle.

Devouring Light

Ayrie listened intently to his explanation, connecting the dots. It made sense that Wrath would come after her if this Astoria woman had hurt him so badly, and was a light user. Just that fact alone would cause anyone to be suspicious, and she understood now why everyone around him was so suspicious of her.

She sighed, and looked at him with sympathy, knowing it must have been hard for him to talk about. She couldn't imagine loving someone that much to have them betray her.

"Why did she curse you? If you loved her, and she you, why betray you in such a way?" She asked, not wanting to pry but needing the answer.

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Ayrie reached out, but withdrew her hand, remembering the last time he had done this.

"Asran. I'm okay. But how are you?" She asked, looking at the IV's. He looked bad, worse than he had the night before. Probably because this was now day two of over doing it.

"Are you going to tell me what this was all about? I think after being stabbed and shot by someome I don't know, but seems to know me, earns me that much." She was afraid that Wrath would return to finish her off.

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"I'm okay Asran." Ayrie said, yelling so that he could hear her. She looked at the doctor and shrugged with a smile. Her dream was still hanging around in her memory, causing her to want to get up and move around. She looked at the doctor again, "I promise I'll be super careful, you can even make me sit in a wheelchair. Just let me go see him."

For Ayrie it was more than seeing him, she needed to ask him since questions.

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Ayrie stood in the center of a room, her hair unbound and her side no longer wounded. Her yellow dress was clean and no longer bloodstained, falling nearly to her ankles.

"Do you know who you are?" a voice asked, deep and comforting.

"Who's there? Where is this place?" The room looked familiar, the interior of a cabin of some sort, with lanterns lighting the corners and a comfy looking couch in the center.

"Remember who you are. Remember what happened. Remember your mistake."

"I don't know what you're talking about! Who are you?"

"Remember, Astoria." the voice said, then suddenly Ayrie was pushed from behind, sending her falling to the floor.

She woke with a start and stared at the wall opposite her. 'What the hell was that?'

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Ayrie was disappointed but she understood, she laid back in the bed and closed her eyes to try to get some rest. She fell asleep rather quickly, but her dreams were fitful. The red eyes of Wrath kept peering at her from dark corners, threatening to attack if she didn't keep her distance.

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"I'm going to go find her." Gerrick said, fed up with waiting on more word from Ayrie. "I can't just sit here waiting."

"No, Gerrick, you could be risking all of our... Ugh!" Darrin yelled after him as Gerrick stepped outside, leaving to locate Ayrie. He was worried too, but they couldn't anger the demon that resided here. He stepped outside after Gerrick, determined to bring him back inside.

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"Can I see Asran?" Ayrie asked, wanting to make sure he was ok. She felt like something was coming, and she wasn't happy being separated from him. That demoness could come back any minute and she had proven she didn't care if she hurt Asran so long as she got to Ayrie.

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"We should go look for her." Said Gerrick, not liking the fact that Ayrie was still gone. "If she's in a hospital somewhere we should go to her."

"She says not to, and we do not know what hospital it is. All we do know is that the mayor of this city is a dangerous demon with a vested interest in Ayrie. If we piss him off he could kill us, and where does that leave her?" Darrin said, shaking his head. "No. We wait."

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Gerrick was just leaving the house when Darrin returned clutching a note in his fist.

"Something is going on, I don't know what it is, but Ayrie is no longer under our control." Darrin said, handing the note to Gerrick.

"Then we must be vigilant in watching her, tailing her. When she comes home we get the truth from her, and if she still lies we begin following her." Gerrick said, reading the note and then crumpling it and tossing it on a table. "I still do not understand why she sould have taken the symbol off the door."

"I do not either, but it's safe to say she's being turned against us and we must find out why. The only light user in the country cannot be taken away from the church, no matter what."

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Ayrie scribbled a not to the effect of a small accident at her new job, saying she would be fine and home tomorrow, and not to worry or try to come see her. She signed it with a symbol of light at the bottom, her personal signature, and handed the paper to the doctor.

"Get it to them as quickly as possible. They may already be looking for me." She said.

Ayrie's thoughts turned back to Asran, knowing she may have let him down with the priests. If they were looking for her, or if they had already found out, war could be on the horizon and there was little Ayrie could do about it.