To The Teahouse!

He was changing to quickly? Caste could not contain the terrible look that came across her face. This definitely was her fault. He was changing to fast, because he wanted to protect her. Caste glanced back up at Noah. "What does this mean though? You will have to Kill Elrith or something?" Caste squeaked.

No expressions flashed across Noah's face, but his finger twitched inside his pocket, not that she'd know.

"I don't think I can. But only you can make a difference, Caste."

Caste stated up at Noah's face, only to find it empty of an emotions. "What difference can I make?" Caste asked him, horribly confused. There ws nothing that she could do to save Elrtih. Enless ofcourse, Noah was asking her to kill Elrith so he wouldn't have to do it. Caste eyed Noah supiciously as this new thought entered her mind.

(I'll make up for my lame post later. Haha, See ya after school & Track ^-^ Time to go fail a biology test!)

Noah leaned in, and his knuckles brushed tenderly against Caste's cheeks, "You have to talk to him. If he changed for you, he might be able to think of a way to stop his transformation. Only you can do it. If you can't ... Well, I'd die along with everyone else." Then Noah's other arm swung out, wrapped around Caste's waist for a brief hug, "But I would protect you against him if I need to. Promise that you won't hate me, no matter the outcome?"

*Erith entered the room at that moment. He had awoken hours ago, and he even monitered the conversation with one of his Cubes. Now he stood in thr room. Looking at the Stars that were his eyes. He knew the truth, And there realy was no way he could lower his power. The fact was, he couldn not be allowed to live...*

"Noah, you should know that is not what i would want... It must be you who does it Noah, and i will hold no ill will toward you. caste cannot be asked to do anything of the sort, i can finally be at peace though... unless one of you has a better plan?"

*elrith knew what must be done, but omaga had wanted for the plan to be an assassination so that Caste would have noah and leave him, thusly he could go after them one at a time. He might have had a certain charm to him, but there is no doubt, Omaga is evil: pure and truely crual... Elrith wondered, idd Noah have the stregth to kill him?*

Caste's eyes gazed up into Noah's as he spoke. Her jaw dropped slightly, then she snapped it closed. Ah his arm wrapped around her waist, she slipped both her arms around his. She pressed her forehead against his chest for moment, before she answered him. She knew what he was asking, and she didn't know what to say. Would she hate Noah, if he killed Elrith? If it was the only choice, if it was what had to be done, then how could she hate him? Still, she knew that she would be upset, she knew she wouldn't be able to control it. She couldn't tell this to Noah though, or he might do something stupid and get himself hurt.

"No, I would never hate you Noah. " Caste lied, as she looked up at him with the most serious face she could manage. She was momentarily locking up her emotions. She had to keep it together, she couldn't break down infront of Noah. Hearing Elrith's voice, Caste tore her eyes away from Noah's face to look at her brother. His words ripped at her heart, and she hung her head, staring down at Noah's shoes. They were nice shoes, they fit him perfectly-- Wait why was she thinking about that? Caste shook her head and sighed. She was always so easily distracted, even in the worst of situations.

"I don't have any other ideas. I just don't...want you to die Elrith." Caste said, choking back a sob. That was just was she needed right now a sob fest. Caste grunted, disgusted with herself.


[[I left Track Practice earlier. I got really sick. I feel like a jerk, prick, quitting, weak, little dork baby, and I am deeply deeply ashamed with myself. For getting sick and going home. Sorry it took so long for me to reply to this post and get online, I went and colored a ducky in my coloring book. ^-^ That cheered me up a bit. --And I think I failed that Biology test, Cheers to a crappy day!! --coughs up her lungs--]]

Noah's arms tightened around Caste's waist, ever so slightly when she sobbed. He turned his head and glanced over to Elrith, and he had an almost skeptical look on his face, "Do you expect that we'd make it out alive if you die? Do you honestly think that if you die now, Omaga won't come back for us?" Noah's voice rose, and a tinge of blue flared up in his eyes, and he felt the muscles along his body bulk up ever so slightly, "If I learnt anything from my experiences, it'd be that people are constantly trying to find ways to gain selfishly. There is no reason that Omaga would care about our well-being. Killing you now won't make a difference..Unless,"

Noah paused, and stared into Elrith's eyes, "Unless Omaga is destroyed. Then I will kill you if it must come to that." Noah felt emotions threaten to overflow through his barriers. He remembered when Elrith patted him on the back, and warned him against his own responsibilities. But actions have to be taken .. for the greater good. And Noah will play the traitor if it becomes necessary. A hero is just a title. And titles mean nothing if everyone perishes.

He slowly rematerialize himself back into form.he looked around and looked at his hands.He dug into his bag and pulled out a scroll.He unrolled it and began reading it.He sighed abit and rolled the scroll back up and placed it into his bag.He looked up at the sky and sighed once more. " is that so father..." The clouds closed up.He looked around and spotted a small rock near by.He walked over to it and took a seat on the rock.He pulled his sword out and stabbed it on the ground.More souls escaped than usual.." i need to fix my sword..." He took off his headband letting his hair drop down.he pushed all of his hair backwards. His face began to give a slight older look.

He coughed abit as he picked up a stick and drew a sloppy spell circle. He plugged a feather off of his wings before making his wings dissolve away.He placed the feather on the circle and snapped his finger. The feather dissolved away and formed two small hallow people. One was him and the other his former wife. He watched as they danced. He smirked abit as he continues to watch.

Song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SsTJU27a1uc

Celtic Woman, Ave Maria....

*Elrith's eyes widened and he had look of pure furry on ihs face at that moment, as Noah had seemed to be accusing him of not caring about them... He knew that it was not going to be easy without him, but that didnt change the fact. What they didnt know was that Omaga had lied, they did not have 25 years, they had 24 hours. Then he would become a being that had to move to the plain of the gods, and then he would only return to Fight Omaga for the last time. That fight would be like Omaga said, nothing would be left.*

"I know that... This is not the easy course, but if i die then Omaga has to stay away, he knows nothing of the sword i carry, otherwise he would kill me himself. But otherwise, he is only trying to survive. If i transform, then he will die, along with the rest of the planet. You, Noah, must do it, for if you are the wone to kill me, then you can weild my sword and protect Caste..."

*Elrith was shouting, and his voice boomed throughout the room. He was now surely pissed. Noah had little to no alternative to this, Elrith would kill millions. But if he was to be killed by Noah, then Noah could take up his sword and protect the rest of Aenied. This was Elrith's plot, and he spoke more of it as he calmed and his voice lowered to a near whisper, just enough to be heard.*

"Whom ever is the one to kill me, shall have the ability to weild my swords and thusly my power. If you are the one to do it Noah, then you can protect thousands more then before, the blades cannot kill the innocent. But the evil are slain by them. Take out the knife Noah, and take the swords..."

*Elrith stood their, both of his swords spawning in his hands, he placed them together and they formed into a Black katana and a white hilt and sheath. Elrith stood at the ready, but he would not fight back. One thing he did do as his last act, was nod to Caste, he scilently bidding her take her leave...The preparations were complete...*

Noah stepped up to Elrith, "So be it." His voice was a soft whisper, and he was glad that no one else was seeing him in such a state. His whole body shook with emotions. All the years of feelings that he had bottled up, the hatred, the anger, the fear, was threatening to spill out. Noah's eyes turned a brilliant blue hue, and a good one-third of his hair was white. Noah took out the blade, and stared up at the eyes of Elrith.

He remembered the man. Elrith had patted him on the back when he woke up. Elrith had fought Jak, and saved them all. Elrith had warned him of his own responsibilities at the edge of the lake... For once, Noah could almost address Elrith as his friend. His first actual friend. He would be the one that would have to take his life.

"I will make sure Caste survives, if anything." With that, Noah curled his grip tightly around the handle of the blade, and plunged it out, outwards towards Elrith's heart. This blow would be enough to land the kill, and just before it would pierce his flesh, memories flashed through Noah's mind.

They put me in the dark. They shoved me there, for days. I could hardly breathe. I would count numbers in my head, hoping someone would come get me soon. It smells really bad in here. I can't breathe. I'm hungry. Where is mother? Why did she leave me? I don't even know my own birthday. Does mother not love me? Light opened up above me, and they pulled me out. They beat me. They burnt me. I have to survive. I must survive. I must at all costs. I must.

The memories faded, and Noah continued to push his blade, for Elrith's heart, to take his life...

Caste's blood went cold, her face draining to a pale chalky color. Elrith was getting ready for Noah to kill him. Here. Now. Caste looked up at Noah, her eyes pleading with him. He didn't care though, truely she was nothing more then a servant to him. Though he'd never said that, she knew it was true. Caste looked at Elrith and he was nodding for her to leave. She stepped toward him in a hesitant manner, then she moved to him quickly and hugged him. When she had released him, she shot a quick look at Noah, certain her face could not have a more devasting look to it. She stepped out the door, and closed it behind her.

Wiping away her tears, Caste kept her head down, as she exited the Tea House. She would come back to discuss watching it while Taru was away. Right now though, she just didn't want to be here, anywhere near here. Not with was about to happen. As she stepped outside and began walking toward the hotel she noticed Jak. She stopped and then turned and moved over to him. She sat down on the bench beside him, curling up, and stared at the building infront of them trying her best not to cry.


[[you dork it wasnt' your post, I wanted Caste to leave before you did that! I refuse to retype mine, so move your post down one kit, so it's after mine ^-^ mu hahah]]

He noticed Caste near him.he crushed the two aura figures with his hand.As he pulled up his hand, a white aura flower appeared.He picked the flower and crushed it, keeping it in his hands " Hey...Caste..." He looked at her noticing she was crying " why are you crying...did...something happen...what did i miss this time.." He looked away, staring down at the ground.He kicked a rock away watching it soar across to the other side and tumbling till it stopped tumbling. He then erased the spell circle with his foot waiting for her to respond.

Song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CxQORmdxcI4&feature=related

Homeland, by an All-county Chior

*Elrith leaned forward as Noah stopped. He smiled as he felt the blade peirce him. It was at last time, and he was happy. He had seen mountains crumble, had killed thousands and saved thousands. He had protected the weak, and trained with a friend he would always love as his friend. He had even fought that very friend, time and again. He had watched himself destroy all he loved, and then watched the gods build it up again. Finnally, his newest friend had let him rest at last...*

"Thank you my friend, and i will see you again. At the homeland that awaits... tell Caste i love her..."

*He fell with these final words, his sword landing infront of him, his eyes were closed, and his face was happy, the dagger was glowing as it sparked and Elrith glowed Blue, then the blue drained into the dagger. there was little blood, in fact, there was none at all. The day had turned to night, and the stars light shined through the window. Finally he was at peace with himself... The sword lay there, awaiting its new master... The dagger also fell out, and it shined blue, the blade next to it seemed to want it gone...*

Glancing up at Jak, near tears formed in Caste's eyes. She laid her head on his leg and and continued to cry. If Elrith was dead, if Noah had just killed him, Caste wouldn't forgive him. She couldn't forgive him, even if it had been the only thing to do. Caste knew it was wrong, but she needed someone to be mad at, someone to blame, because she knew that this was mostly her fault. Elrith had changed to protect her, and now because of that he would be killed.

"Elrith.." Caste said to Jak eventually, as her sobbing let off for a moment. Then it started up again, and she went into hysterics. She sucked in a huge breath, and then hiccupped. This always happened everytime she cried for too long. Caste kept her face pressed against Jak's leg, she didn't want him to see her like this.

[[-Grumbles- Madre's forcing me to the doctor tomorrow. -Sigh- And I can't go to Track Pratice Either]]

He saw a soul flying near by.He held his hand out and slowly sucked it in. He looked down as the soul entered his sword " Elrith...." He looked at Caste and tilted his head abit " is...Elrith...ok..." He looked at his sword staring at it abit. " you basturd..." He said to himself, feeling sad for him.He sighs abit and closes his eyes " May the Gods and Goddesses be with you.." He flicked his sword with his finger letting his soul be free into the world.Other souls escaped as well, making him look even more older.

he looked down at Caste and sighs abit.He lifted her chin up and wiped away her tears " dont cry young one.." He smiles as a tear rolled down his cheeks " Im...sorry..." His voice sounded much older as well.

Caste let her eyes rest on Jak's face, watching as tear fell down his cheek as well. Jak must have known that Elrith was dead. Caste felt herself get sick, and for a moment she almost came close to vomiting. "Then, don't you cry either." Caste told him, her voice wavering. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. She didn't want to lose anymore friends. She'd lost Elrith, and soon she'd lose Noah in a way.

As Caste turned to look at Jak's face again, she noticed he looked different. Older in a way. Caste shook her head slightly, thinking she was imagining things.

Noah bent and picked up the blade that Elrith left him. He didn't chase after Caste when she ran off. He had no explanation. He need not explain. Noah would own up to his own actions. He felt a tinge of sorrow when the thought sunk in: two of his friends are gone. Noah's eyes lowered, and he eyed the blade. This isn't a time for emotions. There are bigger, greater things. But first, he needs to speak with Taru.

Noah tucked the blade into his belt, hooking it his left side. It seemed to fit perfectly. Then he bent again and picked up the dagger. It is Omaga's dagger. Noah tucked it in on his belt aswell, but it rested against his right side. Then he turned to the door, and saw that it was left wide open. There is nothing to do but to continue on. Mourning can be done after the winners and losers are determined. Noah knew all too well that history is written by the winners. He would write history, and it would honour Elrith's selfless deeds. There is no other way.

He smiled down looking at her and another tear rolled down his other eye." you stop first " He said laughing weakly.He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in closer to him hugging her and sighs abit.He then whispered softly in her ear " this isnt a good time to tell you...but remind me to tell you later..." He pulled away slowly and took her hand into his.Lacing his hands around hers.He smirked and flicked his head towards the tea house " Come...we'll see if Elrith is still around..." He then started to walk, dragging her along with him.

Caste looked up at Jak, and chuckled as well. She nodded, and wiped her eyes. "Alright, no more crying." Caste agreed softly. She was suprised a bit that Jak hugged her back, and more surprised when he took her hand in his. She glanced down at thier hands, then grumbled when Jak tried to pull her along. She moved from the bench and moved along to his side. Omaga voice made her stop short, and she turned to face him.

Omaga appearance wasn't as kind as it had been before. Caste glanced around her, then cowaredly moved behind Jak slightly. Her eyes were pinned on Omaga. As if he hadn't caused enough trouble, now he was back to bother them again? She glared at him, as he mentioned Elrith, and Noah. How dare he!, She thought but didn't say it aloud.

Noah was stepping out of the tea-shop. He left a note at Taru's counter. It was written in his bold, large hand-writing:

Dear Miss Taru,
I must depart immediately. I will try to come back. If I cannot, I ask of you to take care of Caste for me. I doubt she would want to be in my presence again. Please excuse her clumsiness. As for Karasu, there is a woman under her care. I do not know her name. It is an unconscious woman with brown hair. I do believe Karasu will know who I mean if you mention it to her. I ask of you to look over her in my place. Thank you.
Noah Mayllen,


Noah turned and slipped out the door. Then he saw Omaga. Noah stood behind him, and rested a hand on the hilt of Elrith's blade. What did the man want? And ... Is that Caste and Jak up ahead? Noah gripped the hilt, and called out boldly, "There you are, Omaga." The air around Noah flared up, and he felt his body twitch in anticipation.

He smirked as he felt Omagas presences.He pushed Caste away and smirks " go get me a cup of water please my dear..." He then saw Noah and smiles " lets do this buddy ." He turned around and reached down into his holster.he lifted his hand up as if he was holding his shotgun.he then noticed he didnt have his shotgun." crap!! " His sword was a far distant away from his and it was useless to use his sword.But he wanted to do anything just to protect Caste even if he wasnt assigned to protect her anymore.His sword dissolved away and appeared into Jaks hand.Be pulled out a small bottle and poured it all over his sword.The crack in his sword slowly healed from the holy water he poured on his sword.He placed his headband on and smirks " so you are Omaga eh.." His eyes sparked up abit white " lets see what the great Omaga got"

Noah took a step forward and moves in a spin, his sword drawing. This allowed him to face Omaga. A faint ringing noise was heard as the sword was drawn, and Noah's eyes were once more, the brilliant blue. Strands of his hair quickly turned white, and the sword that Noah held burned a wild blue. As he spins, Noah was drawing his sword upwards, pushing the blade of it aimed at the thigh of Omaga's as it kicked at him at the waist. If it landed its hit, it would clearly cut off the man's leg at least, and his body in half at most. If it didn't, Noah had the momentum with it to tug it back in time. But Omaga had a problem: he kicked at Noah in that particular angle, thus making it difficult for the man to pull his attack back.

"JAK! FLY! Take Caste!"

Caste watched the fight unravel, and then steps from behind Jak and appraoches Noah and Omaha. She glances up at Omaga and smiles. "Would you go away, if I let you kill me?" Caste asks him, staying just out of reach of their weapons and limbs. Caste glances at Jak, then rest her hand on her cheek staring at the two of them boredly.