Yin-Yang

*Ahhh, you guys posted so quickly. Gotta fit Kara back in here...sorry if it sounds cheezy*

I was hearing voices. It was sweet and almost melodic, the soft rhythm of the word "Kara" slipped off the voice's lips. It was alluring and mysterious, I knew I wasn't crazy.

"Kara....we need to talk. My name is Joseph Greengate. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. It is time your powers have come to you. You are ready and so is the battle. I am your godfather."

A misty grayish figure appeared in the middle of the garden.
"My godfather? I think you've got the wrong gal. I'm only an orphan." I said, stuttering.

"No, you are my Kara. Your beautiful red hair and your chesire smile is just the way it had been 17 years ago. My, the years have passed quickly." Joseph said.

"Wait, if I am the Kara you knew, do you know my parents?" Kara asked.

"Knew them? I was pratically your father's brother. Look, your father and mother loved you, Kara."

"Then where are they? Where have they been all my life?" Kara nearly screamed.

"Not right now. I need to tell you that the House of Yin needs you. You are a necromancer. You can see me can't you?"

I nodded as the tears ran down my face.

"Good. Your powers are as good as any knights. Now, one more thing--."

Kara twirled around at the sound of the door to the garden opening. It was Phaedra and Kurt.

"I need to see the King." I said, defiantly.

They both looked at me with blank stares.

"The King?" Phaedra mocked. "What does a maid need to see with the King?"

"I have powers. I think I will come in use in battle." I said.

Phaedra~Yin

"What does a maid want to see with the King?" I asked her. Why she would even want to see him in the first place was quite a different matter. "And I don't know where he is. It's not my day to baby-sit him." With that I dismissed her and turned to the Bishop.

"Yes, I was thinking that. We do not need a clever conspiracy neither. This man is not intelligent nor observant. I do wish to settle this battle before we begin however. It could get quite complicated... He doesn't have another heir does he? I think not. Though we must be sure and eradicate all evidence of one if the matters proceed like that." I trailed off, deep in thought.

Nobody really was loyal to King. Other than his hounds, but they were too dumb to realize their predicament. "Yes," I began again, "I shouldn't want to begin it now, though any theories we could develop would be quite good. We'd want to wait until afterward when He would be unaware and unprepared." I turned to the Bishop. "And thank you, I am glad for any help I could get."

I wandered outside. The tents were arranged and our cavalry was arranged. I knew how this worked as I spent ages sitting in the library studying this exactly.

The battle was estimated to begin a day from now. The camp was filled with the sounds of weapons sharpening and skills being tested.

*Sorry for not posting before! I’ve been kind of busy.*

Neoma – Yang

I slammed the door to my room behind me. I had to talk to them; something didn’t feel right. Sitting down in the middle of the floor cross-legged, I placed my hands on my knees and chanted. If they didn’t come to me of their own will, I had to summon them. It wasn’t easy.

“I wake you from your eternal sleep… arise… I command you, rise… I wake you from your eternal sleep… arise…”

After doing so for a few minutes (oddly enough, it was exhausting, even though I never really did anything) a shade materialized in the air.

“Neoma, you hath summoned me--”

“Shut up, Joseph, the act only works on first-timers,” I muttered, my eyes on his wispy ones. I let my Cheshire smile takes its rightful place on my face, the one that weakened your defenses at a glance. “What have you found out lately?”

“The Yin are planning to attack your people,” he said, the ‘your people’ being because the dead are neutral.

“Joseph Greengate, don’t tell me the useless things that I learned from the baker!” I yelled as I stood up. My grin disappeared like it always did when I was angry. “You know things aren’t right. I know things aren’t right. Tell me what’s going on right now before I keep you from entering the mortal world forever!”

He sighed as well as a ghost could. “And to think, it’s my god-daughter who has such power over me. Your father told me to not tell you, Neoma. I gave my word.”

I rolled my eyes. Ghosts could be so stubborn, but in the end, they have to listen to the living. “You will tell me what is going on. Now.”

“Your sister, Kara, has gotten her powers. She is of the House of Yin.”

*Perfecto!*

Kara - Yin

I was about to give a remark to Phaedra but I held my tongue. I needed to save my breath for the King. I went to check the diner hall. His Majesty is always eating, I know from the bread crumbs that I'm always sweeping up.
I walked through the entrance of the hall and there His Majesty was, eating a spinach quiche, the Chef's specialty.
"Your Majesty" I curtsied beside him.
He looked at me with crumbs scattered around his pompous mouth.
"Yes maid, I needed you for something or another. Oh, I don't remember now. Just mop all the floors." he said, going back to his quiche.
"Sir, I don't think I'll be a maid any longer. I need to talk to you about something of absolute importance." I said, trying to sound "important".
"Yes, floors and rooms. What about them?"
"Sir, I found out that I might be of some assistance to you. I am a necromancer."
This time he actually stared at me, like I was actually there.
"Kaitlyn-"
"Kara, sir." I said, annoyed.
"Whatever. You are a pawn. A commoner! You are wasting my precious time. Goodbye!" He said.

I fumed as he walked out of the room, ignoring everything I just said. What a King. I needed proof. I decided to give the King more proof than what he's ever gotten in his whole life.
If I was actually a necromancer like Joseph said, I could summon him and tell him to do things. And other ghosts. I needed a ghost to haunt the King and tell him to make me a Knight.
Yes, that will do it.

At that, I scurried out of the diner hall and back to where the rest of the knights and bishops were to tell them I was about to join their ranks. This should be fun.

Aimee~~

I stare d at all of the bustleing of our warriors we were supposed to lead into battle.

Tommorow

THe Yang were early birds they would attack in the morning, on schedule. I sighed mentally. The local juju was chanting and pouring some stuff that smelled good onto the ground, making small puddles. I stared blankly at her and started to walk off.

"Come child whose gift was taken," She motioned with her hand and I ignored her.

"I said come child." and I was yanked back by her voice.

She motioned me to follow her up the hill and I followed, What else was there to do?

She made me sit across from her and she poured herby water around us, in a perfect puddle. it shimmered in the light and I smiled at it. I turned back to the woman and she was old and crinklely.

"I came to tell you your stolen item will return to you soon, but sadly.>" she sighed, "It might brng unpleasantness to you"

I cocked my head towards her, My voice? Will I get my voice back? She sprinkled some rosy stuff on my cheeks. I looked at my crossed legs and took the scent. She finally started to chant and I got pulle d into it and closed my eyes. I woke up on my cot the next morning.

Kial:

She took a deep breath as she awoke from a terrible slumber. She'd been anticipating the fight, that would come today, for weeks.

"Finally," she yawned. Of course she was a knight and most of them were probably already assembling in the practice chambers, but she was usually always late so no one ever actually expected her any earlier. With a few stretches she crawled out of bed and looked through her wardrobe for the best fighting outfit. After she had on breaches and a tunic she grabbed her silver armour with its Yin symbol and headed to the practicing chambers.

Her daggers were secure in her boots, she had her scimitar in hand, but still she felt she was forgetting something.

*Amon~ Who's going to win? Can it be the Yin people so I can plot my conspiracy?*

I think the Yin should win because then everything could fall into place and the real battle begins....it would make sense in the end.

Phaedra~Yin

Kara cautiously came up to my side.

"I want to ask you a question," she said. She had a look of dire seriousness on her face.

"Yes?" I answered.

"I wish to be a knight." She told me.

"Yes, and I want to be a queen. Such dreams cannot be achieved by merely wishing." I answered, "You were born into your profession, you presumably have no Gifts," I began. "Come and sit. I have a feeling you might have something to tell me."

She followed me into an empty tent that was overall empty, only a set of chairs and a card table was there.

"What is it?" I asked her, when we sat.

"I know I have a Gift." She stated, bluntly.

"Are you a denizen? Do have the Imagination?" I asked her. That would be the most simple possibility.

"No... I'm a necromancer." She told me, nervously and I could tell she was anticipating a big impression. A necromancer, a spirit speaker. Yes, that would be useful. If not on the battlefield, but in the planning of such events. Such knowledge could be known.

"How can you prove it?" I challenged.

"Watch me replay MacBeth." She told me. I recalled the story. She was going to use a ghost to scare sense into the King. That seemed like the most plausible path.

"Yes but..." what if she was an illusionist... but that wouldn't be right, as I'm sure she would prefer being known as an Illusionist in contrast to a necromancer, "I shall anticipate that moment.

"How about at the send-off brunch. When the we all gather to prepare the Knights and Soldiers?" She suggested.

"Yes, that could work." I was always in favor of a plan against the King.

Kara - Yin

"I summoned a ghost to haunt the King." I said.

Phaedra looked at me queerly, and let out a sly smile.

"Haunt the King? That seems so dark for a maid." She said.

"I'm not a maid anymore, remember?" I said, annoyed.

"Of course you are. The King hasn't made you a knight yet and I have yet to see proof." She said.

"Just wait. The King should be coming running out of the castle any moment now." I said. It was a gamble to say the least. I have a way of thinking I'm more than what I really am; I thought this whole haunting thing would go faster.

Phaedra sat for a minute. I was grateful for that but as soon as the 60 seconds were up, Phaedra got up and started to walk away without a word.

I silently murmed a quick prayer for something to happen. Some proof that I did summon a ghost.
It happened.
At first, I could hear only a yelp. But then, screams. It was the King. He still had crumbs around his mouth, and was dressed in his royal pajamas.

"Kara! Kara! Be a knight!" The King ran over to me like his life depended on it (pun intended) and shoved a sword into my hand.

"You don't need a ceremony. Just, just take the sword. I ordered the captain to train you with the others. Call off the ghosts!!!" The King kneeled down at my feet and begged.

I could feel Phaedra's jealous stare. I was in full control.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I shall serve you well." I said, standing up before him.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Joseph waving at me. I smiled back.

"Good. Good. Fight well. Just leave me alone ok?" The King said, dusting off his clothes. At that, he gave out a yawn and called to one of his servants to get another pair of pajamas.

I walked off towards where Phaedra was standing, jaw on the ground.

"Told you. C'mon lets get the others. We have a battle to win." I said.

*Sorry guys for making this extremely cheezy!!!!*

I'm not dominating. I just want to win this battle.

What di you mean like win, Total domination is not an option at thispoint.

And of course you think Yin wining makes sense.

Brenden-yang-bishop~~

The battle was beginning. I was in the best place for it. I was best in a large fight, because of all the sounds around me. If i wanted to i could turn all the sounds around me into a bomb and then kill all the yin in the spot, but that would be to easy, and way less fun. Instead i would focus blasts on singles. We were now only five feet from the Yin and there archers had began to shot the arrows. I looked around my group, the arrows were heading to use. So i quickly knocked them away with a blast. The rest of the front line were bishops like me but much larger and older, i stuck out. But that was good, the Yin would attack who they thought to be the weak kid who somehow got pushed from the back, but i was one of the stronger of the front. Or at least the fastest. Then we finally meet and the sound of sword on sword meet. That's when i found my first target and added a ghastly wail to the battle sounds, focused it, then in a powerful blast knock three men down.

Boltageman, being that powerful is called god-modding which happens to be not allowed in the storybook forum.

* yes i made him powerful, but did he use it no, my guy is a hot head, he thinks he is the best and i will say he does, but he is not that powerful out of his head. I mean i only took down three guys, how is that really god modding. I mean he still has 497 left to fend off.