Beginning of the End

[Diabella]

(Horray for Crappy titles. I figure as we get more spirits we can have them interacting in here. I'm hoping for this to kinda explain where the spirits stand in the up coming war, because I'm sure they know its going to happen. Takes place June 1st, closed to spirits and emotions.)

Diabella rested her head on her arms. One thing she loved about the spiritual realm was, think and it shall appear. Laying out in her young teenage form she snuggled herself down in a bed like couch. Her loose flowing pink dress hanging lightly over the side. She was bored since the meteor hit, no one called on her at the enchanted circles. Golden irises glanced around her as she stood up. Maybe one of the other elemental would like to have some fun.

Pink petal designs covered her arms and around her eyes. Making her way around she looked for the others. Knowing that she might as well have been searching for demons in the kingdom of light. Like her the others didn't like being in the spiritual realm for to long. It was boring. Hearing something Diabella crossed her arms and flicked her golden hair out of her eyes.

"I know you're there," she said.

[Clara]

Clara skipped in front of Diabella. Her lilac hair flew behind her and bounced off her back when she stopped. "Excuse me, Miss." She said holding her hands together in front of her.

"I didnt mean to intrude, but I'm lost." Clara said with a twinkle in her eyes. She smiled and giggled. "This place is so big I guess I'm still getting use to it." Clara said laughing.

[Diabella]

"Oh," Diabella said with a dazzling smile, "You're not intruding at all dear. This is the Spirit realm, home to the elements and spirits. What are you looking for darling?"

Diabella loved children, so she was more than willing to help this child out.

[Clara]

Clara's face beemed. "I was looking for a place to stay." She said. "Also I think my sister is here somewhere." Clara said her voice trailing off. She hadn't seen her sister in centuries.

"Your really nice. I like you." Clara said smiling. She could be friends with anyone if she wanted, and well being the Spirit of Peace, that is what Clara wanted.

[Viscis Tractus]

Viscis walked alone throughout the realm of the spirits. His own form was the most stunning out of all of them as he seemed to be carved literally out of the night sky. This was his true incarnation, he one body that he was created in. Who created him, he didn't know. But, he was givin a purpose, to watch over Time and Space while holding balance between the world. He wasn't the spirit of Balance, but he was meant to keep it.

Ahead, he knew there would be other spirits there and about to arrive. He gave a small sigh, also knowing that he would most likely scare the newest spirit that had come, most probably a mortal before ascending to her position. She was a child, so he must not scare her. He brought up his hand to rub his temples, then a bright light filled the area, leaving behind an old man in a tweed suit rubbing his temples, trying to make the headache go away. He leaned on a cane and hobbled over a hill to find the two others. He walked with purpose, his head high as his white, neck long hair blew in the air. "Hello Diabella, good to see you in person again. And you must be Clara, the new arrival. Welcome."

[Diabella]

Diabella smiled a the young girl, "I like you too darling. Of course you may stay here."

Her ears pricked slightly at the sound and change in light, a spirit had just changed form. She tried to figure it out, until the person spoke. It was Viscis, though why he chose the form of an old man she never really understood.

"Hello Viscis," she said with a light nod of her head, "You wouldn't happen to know if Clara's sister is here would you?"

[Viscis Tractus]

Viscis nodded, a slightly pained expression on his face. Yep, her twin sister was there as well, but not in a good way. As he was the most powerful spirit, not excluding Light and Darkness, he was entitled to know of every single person that entered the realm, mortal or otherwise. Being the Spirit of Time as well, he knew exactly who became which spirit and at what time. He glanced at the girl and sighed. "Yes, your sister is here young Spirit of Peace, but not as you would expect....."

[Clara]

Clara sighed. "I know who she is, but I'm sure we could still get along." The little girl said shrugging. Diabella and Viscis were so tall compare to little Clara. She couldn't help but wonder if her sister was in listening distance.

"I'm pleased to meet you, Mr. Vicis." Clara said suddenly smiling again. So far Clara loved her new home. She had never really had a family after she and her sister split but she loved company. Especially company that got along in, well, peace.

[Viscis Tractus]

Hmm? So she knew who her sister was, yet she still thought they would be friends? She really is the Spirit of Peace. He gave a small chuckle and patted her head. He was wise and knew that this would not end well later, but he knew that she needed encouragement for right now. "Now, you two wouldn't happen to know where the Spirits of Light and Darkness are, would you? I must inform them that the meteors havde struck and the final conflict begins today."

Of course, he knew where they were. He just wanted to make small talk to keep himself busy as to avoid talking with those two as they were probably bickering again.

[Diabella]

"Those two?" Diabella rolled her eyes, "They're always fighting is there even a point in saying anything to them anymore? I wish they'd just learn to get along. Last I heard they where somewhere on the temple hill."

Diabella crossed her arms and let out a sigh. It sometimes frustrated her that spirits' powers didn't work on each other, then again it was a bit of a blessing too. She looked at Viscis and cocked her head to the side, her long locks shifting to rain over her shoulder like a waterfall.

"Why don't we just take care of this ourselves for once?"

[Viscis Tractus]

Viscis looked at her and blinked. That was a new idea, but it was a conundrum. After all, if they themselves took care of it, it wouldn't matter if they continued bickering. But, after all, this was the final battle between the two. Whoever won would finally control Earth. He shook his head. "No, weren't you at the meeting? This will be the end of their personal war. This is literally the final great war. If we took care of this chain of events I so carefully put into motion ourselves, they would never resolve their feud. After all, what good is a duel if an outside force intervened? Nothing. No, this is how it must be."

[Clara]

"I might be able to nudge them in the right dirrection?" Clara said. She smiled. "After all, I am the Spirit of Peace." The small girl said. She didn't understand fighting unless it was reasonable. and fighting between siblings? Little Clara hated the thought of her and Abygale not getting along. It made her want to give up on peace, but that was what Clara was created for. She was stuck between choosing her fate and choosing her relationship with her sister. Clara was heartbroken, but she didnt let it show. Smiles stuck to her face like glue.

[Diabella]

Diabella could feel the love and inner turmoil the young girl felt for her sister. The spirit placed her hand lovingly on Clara's shoulder and smiled. "As lovely as that would be darling, I'm afraid Viscis is right. They need to finish this battle on their own. The only thing we can do is damage control in trying to help the mortals."

[Clara]

Clara gave Diabella another smile. This one was weak and she could tell Diabella knew she was thinking about Abygale. Her eyes filled with saddness but Clara didnt cry. Clara was going to see Aby again, but in a different light. She wished with all her heart that Aby would still have some sense of their friendship in her. Then maybe they could be sisters again just like old times. Clara knew it couldnt be, but she held onto all hopes.

[Viscis Tractus]

Viscis nodded and a shaky step forward. He looked down at the form he had, the one of the old man and sighed. This form was too weak. He clapped his hands and as soon as the palms touched, his body changed in another flash of light. This time, he was a younger man, still wearing the tweed suit, but no longer holding the cane. He stood there before snapping his fingers.

The dirt beneath his feet became darker and grass grew as he fast forwarded time for that particular spot. He shook his head and snapped the fingers of his other hand. This time, a flash of light brought a stool which he promptly sat upon. "Wrong fingers. Time is left hand, Space is right. Got to remember that. Anyways, Clara," looking towards the young girl, "I need you to do me a favor. Spirits have the ability to change their forms as I have just done. In order for me to catalogue everyone, I need to know everything about them. Could you be a dear and show me what you prefer?"


(OOC-if you want to know what this new form of his, just look at the Tenth Doctor.)