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Striding over debris and bodies, Morrigan came to stand in front of a dying man on the grass, looking exactly like the ancient goddess she was.
“Sister,” she greeted warmly, “It’s been so long. Too long.”
Morrigan’s sister, Gaia, appeared before her, as if from thin air. With her long dark hair and deep black eyes she looked like she should be the personification of Darkness. But that was Morrigan, not Gaia. Gaia was the exact opposite.
Gaia toyed with her lustrous hair; Morrigan had always made her nervous, “Yes, too long,” she muttered, then with more courage she added, “You have done your work Sister. Now, leave.”
Morrigan threw her head back and laughed, Gaia flinched. Her laugh was something you could never forget, beautiful and wonderful it was, but it always preceded destruction. And death.
Morrigan shook back her beautiful white-blonde hair; her blue eyes alight, “Sister, you make me laugh with your ridiculously naïve commands.” Her eyes lost their playful look, “As if you could ever have enough power over me to command me.”
Gaia had to look down, show weakness, anything to get away from Morrigan’s burning eyes, then she noticed the man on the ground. The man she’d been trying to save before Morrigan found her.
Gaia knelt on the ground before the man and gently placed her hands on each side of his face. Humming softly she began to heal him.
Morrigan snorted a laugh and said, “Sister, you cannot save this one. He is too far gone.”
Gaia stood abruptly, the man forgotten. Her hair whipped crazily around her face in a sudden mini-whirlwind encompassing only the two goddesses.
“Sister,” Morrigan said sternly, sensing Gaia’s anger, “there’s no need to get angry. I did not mean to belittle your abilities as a healer.” Her words sounded sincere but her eyes spoke differently.
Thunderheads formed in the sky instantly, and lightning crackled around them. Morrigan put her hand on Gaia’s shoulder as if to comfort her, but instead sent Gaia flying backward with a simple touch.
When Gaia got up and looked at her sister Morrigan’s face had transformed from gentle blond-haired, blue-eyed beauty to that of a demon.
With a look of rage that would’ve sent most people running for the hills Morrigan lunged at Gaia, tackling her to the ground. She held up her hand and in it appeared a ball of blue flame.
Gaia saw the ball of fire and struggled more frantically underneath her sister, but it was no use, Morrigan was just too strong, and with jolt of shock she realized Morrigan was draining her of power, she had to do something fast. Gaia sucked in a deep breath and let out a battle cry so loud it knocked Morrigan right off of her. Gaia smirked, she could use magic too.
Morrigan went flying, and landed right on top of the now dead man Gaia had tried to save, and with all her dark might she hurled the little ball of fire right at Gaia.
Gaia said words in an ancient language that only the gods could understand, and, suddenly, she was armed with a shield and sword. The shield had five ancient runes carved onto it. One rune facing in each direction, and another, larger one in the middle. The sword, which glinted brightly in the sunlight, was a beautiful, one-handed weapon with a black star sapphire on the pommel.
Raising the sword in a salute, Gaia heaved it at Morrigan. Morrigan shrieked one word in the same ancient language Gaia had used earlier, and vanished, only to reappear not but five feet away from Gaia holding a black dagger covered with runes in her tight grip.
Not hesitating for even a second, Morrigan took her chance and stabbed her sister with the dagger. Smiling wickedly, she let go of the handle and stepped away.
Gaia fell to her knees gasping in pain as her sister stepped away. Bringing a hand up to clasp the handle of the dagger, Gaia yanked it out and bit off a scream. The gaping wound did not bleed though, for the injury had been inflicted upon a goddess. She would heal, but it would take time.
“Did I hurt you, Sister?” Morrigan asked with faux innocence. “I’m sorry, but it was the only way. I believe you think you can heal it, yes?”
Gaia dropped the dagger and traced a rune on her chest with the hand that had been holding it. After she spoke a few words in the ancient language of the gods it immediately was no longer visible. Rising to her feet, Gaia found the courage to look straight into her sister’s eyes and say, “Yes, I will heal. Now leave before you upset the balance of the universe.”
Morrigan let out a peal of laughter, “Balance of the universe?” She shook her head as if Gaia were too dull to see what really mattered. “Never mind that, Sister, you have bigger problems. Did you not see the dagger I struck you with?”
Morrigan smiled as the saw the realization of what had happened cross Gaia’s face. “Now you understand.” She said.
Gaia’s face was blank with shock, and she spoke with a trembling voice, “Y-you cursed it, didn’t you?” She didn’t wait for an answer, but just kept talking. “What did you think you were doing? The world will destroy itself without proper balances of Light and Dark. You have doomed us all. Even yourself, you stupid fool!”
Morrigan’s smile widened so that it showed her perfect, white teeth. “No, Sister, I have not doomed us all. I simply ended the conflict between us.” Her smile turned dark, and for a moment you could see her for what she truly was. “I ended it by getting rid of you. I know it will take thousands of years before the deed is done, but I have the time.”
Gaia’s hope for future civilizations almost died before a sudden thought came to her and she swelled with joy. There was hope, and a future for all peoples. She brought herself back to the present when her cursed wound started to throb in time with her heartbeat. She hadn’t been able to heal it, only disguise it. “Morrigan,” It was the first time she addressed her sister by name. Tracing runes in the air, Gaia began to speak, and when she did her voice sounded otherworldly. “In thousands of years, under the moon one shall come, She will bring the Light.”
Watching her sister finish the last rune, Morrigan realized what she’d done. Morrigan stood still in horror; Gaia had set an irrevocable prophecy in place.
With a last glare in Gaia’s direction Morrigan said, “Goodbye, Sister, we shall see if you live long enough to see your precious prophecy fail at my hands.” Then she was gone.
Gaia took a deep breath and released the magic she’d been holding to keep her wound hidden and walked down the hill, through the bloodied battlefield. She, too, hoped she would see the day her prophecy would come true. Then the Light would be saved.
