Aria

[Aria]

Aria dug back into the data the Atharim had on Ascendancy and found an interesting connection with the man who had saved her and Ascendancy. With a name and a location Aria set out to talk to Michael for a two fold purpose. An Alliance seemed likely, but he didn't particularly care for her methods. Really Aria couldn't blame him. She'd probably would have had the same reaction. But he was willing to listen. But the ultimate purpose was to make it appear as if she were making headway into her attempted strike at Apollyon. She really didn't want to attempt that anytime soon. The more information she could collect, the better off she'd be. But was telling Ascendancy who his next assassin was a good idea? Probably not. Aria left the meeting with a new purpose - find others within the Atharim that believed as her and Teyha.

[Aria]

Finding the darkness of the night to tempting Aria wanders the streets of Moscow and finds an unexpected friend. A tattoo parlor catches Aria's attention, the pain within calling to her. The man she meets sees a bit of him in her and tries to help her. Aria finds much more than she had intended. Maybe Lucas could actually help her fight the demons inside.

[Aria]

Aria starts her journey to redemption after meeting Lucas. The struggle to be emblemized on her skin with her Atharim tattoo. At the parlor Aria runs into the first people she met in Moscow, doing the exact same thing they were doing when they met, discussing Rune's Atharim tattoo.


Edited by Aria, Aug 19 2014, 11:17 AM.

[Aria]

<big>Final Steps - Part I</big>

Oct 26, 2031

Four months and three days since Scott left Vatican City never wanting to see her again. It was three days before her birthday and Father Dimitri had summoned Aria to his office. Three days until she was 15 and on the very final leg of her training. Ever since they had kissed and Aria woke up in the infirmary, things had been very different. She was acutely aware that no one walked past her with in touching distance, they always skirted the wall farthest from her, or they would step into a door way and act as if they were busy with something else.

Everyone was afraid of her now. Her instructors were pared down from the numerous different ones to just a mere handful of those who could control their emotions. Or rather those that thought they were controlling them, but were in reality just playing happy memories over and over so not to overwhelm her oversensitive empathy.

Aria was Furia, some said she was one of the strongest in ages. Whatever that meant, to anyone outside of the Furia race really didn't matter, how would they know how strong someone like her was. But then most Furia don't fall over from kissing a boy either.

Today was no different, those she passed, passed in fear and abjection. Aria hated staying here, but she was still in training. Everyone mistrusted her now. She hadn't done anything wrong. Aria had liked Scott, but apparently the stolen kiss in the library was something he didn't want to repeat. It hurt, but there were far more important things to make Aria feel less important and small. Training had been constant, her control was in constant training. She had to control her own emotions, her own self. Father Dimitri disapproved of using the weapons teachings as a method of control, but it really was the only way she could be herself and still do her training. Smell the wretchedness of the world around her.

Antoinette understood, but she hadn't always. She hadn't always liked Aria, and in reality she only barely tolerated her. Aria expected to meet Antoinette in Father Dimtiri's office. He only ever officially called upon her when she was to go help. She was still in training, but her gifts being rare she went out on hunts as a learning experience. They both explained that it was the only way to really train her. But Aria hadn't expected to go out so soon with all the changes.

Father Dimitri's office was covered in wood paneling and book shelves from ceiling to floor, unending pile of books sat behind him on a table. He was a scholar. Aria knew he wanted to be the next Regus, but despite his aspirations Aria knew he'd never gain that greatness, his feelings betrayed him to her. She knew much more about him than he gathered she did. He fell flat in anything that would be required of a Regus. He was hiding something, but Aria didn't know what. And it really didn't matter.

Aria stood behind the chair Antoinette had sat in. They both looked on as Father Dimitri finished writing the letter he was crafting. Such an archaic thing to do, but it was the Atharim way - her way.

He looked up with a grim smile. "Aria will be 16 soon, her training must be finished by then. For now until she is called to duty, Antoinette you will guide her in the field on every mission you go. She will attend her final test alone, and unguided, it is your job to train her for that mission."

Antoinette nodded. Aria could feel the disappointment that she clearly tried to hid behind the salvation that Aria brought to a mission. The salvation had been only coincidental, if she'd listened to Aria to begin with there would be no salvation needed. But those memories were for a later date. Father Dimitri handed Antoinette a letter. "You will meet Cia Mai in China. Several brutal murders have been committed and Cai beleives it's Oni, at least one, if not more. Aria's talents should come in handy, but they aren't necessary. Teach her."

He waved his hands and Antoinette got up and stared down at Aria. "Come child, we've much to do before we leave."

A Gift

The letter Father Dimitri had handed Antoinette was for Cia Mai. It was a letter of introduction. They were to go to Beijing and then Cia Mai would take them to the Qinglian Shan, one of the four sacred mountains in China. The Oni or Onis had been threatening one of the temples according to the report Antoinette had let Aria read.

They flew to Beijing which was the most uncomfortable Aria had felt in her entire life. Traveling with Father Dimitri had always been by driving, and usually only in Italy or neighboring countries, but now this was outside of the CCD.

It wasn't the flight itself, it was the people. They say sitting next to a crying baby, the worst possible thing in an airplane. Try feeling every living soul on the plane. Every fear of flying sitting at the surface. Every fear of heights. Every ache and complaint of every one on the plan. Knowing that the pilot was half asleep because he was flying a second trip to Beijing in a row with no sleep.

Aria was a wreck by the time she landed. Antoinette promised they'd drive on the way back, but it was imperative they get to China quickly - something about a big event happening soon, and the disturbances needed to be taken care of.

All Saint's Day and All Soul's Day were quickly approaching. Whether or not this was the reasoning behind the critical need, Aria was overjoyed to be away from the celebration in Vatican City. The celebration meant that there were tons of people from all over coming to the Vatican and Saint Peter's to observe these rites. And that meant the more people she had to fend off. Being away was going to be splendid.

When they landed in Bejing Cai Mai met them. She was a short Chineese woman with the classic Chinese porcelain doll look. Even her clothes looked like she belonged in a glass case. She bowed to Aria and Antoinette, Aria returned the gesture lower but Antoinette barely returned it at all. It would be a good time to brush up on her Chinese as well. Cai Mai greeted each of them and Aria returned the greeting in Chinese. Cai Mai smiled.

"My employer would like us to attend a formal dinner tonight before we leave. I have go ahead and purchased appropriate wear for each of you. I hope you will like them."

They were taken by cart to their hotel. The three of them were sharing one very large suite, 3 bedrooms and a large suite between them. Aria had the smallest of the rooms, which didn't bother her, it was far larger than her room in Vatican City, and the bed was wonderfully comfortable. Aria was nearly engulfed in the softness and comfort of it.

On the bed sat a red box tied with a black ribbon. Aria hadn't received any gifts before, not really. Father Dimitri had given her things, but they were just handed over with out ceremony. This was an actual gift.

Aria took care to remove the ribbon before gently removing the lid. Inside was a red Terylene Cheongsam Dress, or so the label on the tag said. The price was casually ripped off, but the rest of the tag remained in tact. Not that Aria knew what any of that was. The red was gorgeous and the black trim and buttons popped. Aria pulled it carefully out of the box and held it in front of her and stood before the mirror.

Cai Mai stood in the doorway and watched Aria, but didn't say a word. Aria knew that she was there and turned with a huge smile. "I love it,"
in Chinese.

Cai Mai smiled. "Rough accent, but I'm glad you do. Dimitri said you wouldn't have anything to wear."

Aria bowed a thank you. It was probably the best present ever.

Qingliang Shan

Dinner at Cai Mai's employer had been boring, at least for Aria. She was a child among adults and little if anything to add to their conversation. Aria didn't understand everything they said, but she understood most of it, mostly small talk, politics, the weather, the attacks on the temples. Nothing overly interesting. But formal dinners, and people always gave Aria the same feelings, they were always proud of things, always hiding other things. Everything was a charade. It was just a game.

Sleep had been great in the billowing mattress and comforter. Everything that night was splendid. It was a great sleep. Even her bath had been wondrous. Aria couldn't quite lay flat in the large tub, but she came close. Her knees only poked out of the water a little bit, if she'd fill the tub more she would have been fully covered.

The water was warm and comforting. Aria was thankful she'd gone to the hotel before the other two women, it gave her plenty of time uninterrupted and less cause for alarm as she lay at the bottom of a tub full of water. It was the fastest and easiest way to make the world go away, even for just a few minutes at a time.

The dress had fit wonderfully, even though she felt self-conscious wearing it. It was rare that Aria actually got to dress up, not that she particularly liked it, but it was fun once in a while. She had carefully folded the dress and put it back in the box. Aria couldn't quite get the bow back on right so she put it in the bottom of the box to save.

They woke up early, there wasn't even time to start her day right with her typical routine of things, and were off in a van that would take them the 5 hours from Beijing to the South Gate of Wutai Mountain. The trip was uneventful. Cai Mai gave them a run down of what was happening. And why she suspected Oni.

Cai Mai was a field hunter for the Atharim, of sorts, but she was more scholar and observer than anything. She wasn't a fighter, she was their guide for all intensive purposes. It was her job to find the monsters and then call in for back up. The Atharim employed many types of people, Cai Mai and Antoinette were two extremes. Most hunters did a little bit of both. Antoinette was just a hunter, she only did dangerous jobs, she was good at it. She was Aria's primary teacher in tracking, stealth and killing. Father Dimitri taught her the technical know how, Antoinette she taught Aria the down and dirty stuff. With Antoinette a lesson could easily get you killed. Aria didn't expect it to be too much different this go around. Probably more dangerous than any before, as she was on her last leg of training before initiation. That wasn't necessarily something Aria was looking forward to.

When they reached the South Gate, they got out of the van and started their hike up into the mountains. At first there were trails, like they'd been following the path of monks and pilgrims, but it quickly trailed off into endless mass of trees and climbing jutting rocks. It was a work out indeed. Aria was enjoying the activity, even though it was hard work, and they could be doing this for days.

It had been hours since they'd started their hike when Cai Mai stopped them. This is the site of the last attack.

Aria could tell without that knowledge that it was. The place was filled with menace and hunger. Antoinette looked for the outward signs she could track, foot prints, blood trails, the physical evidence. She made sure Aria saw them too. But Aria had already found the trail. Pride and satisfaction lead her away from the site of the kill. Aria always found it funny that monsters felt much the same as humans did, except everything was almost always on a more basic level. Me caveman, you jane.

Antoinette confirmed Aria's trail with physical evidence. Cai Mai questioned the pair on what they thought it was. Antoinette confirmed her suspicion of Oni as well, but only one. At least here.

Oni Cave

Both the scent and the physical evidence lead to a cave. Aria didn't mind being out in the open terrain without people, but a cave was dark and even though they were all trained hunters, and Antoinette thought she was good at hiding her fear from Aria, fear always crept in. The dark always brought fear.

The cave opening was narrow and they had to take off their packs to get inside. It made Aria wonder how the Oni managed to do it. Where they like a mouse? Could their bone structure change so they could squeeze into tight places? Was it really an Oni? Oni were supposed to be be massive creatures with horns on their heads. Aria didn't think one could fit through the narrow opening. But they would soon find out that there were definitely Oni in these caves. More than one.

It was a matter of mere minutes before the gruesome howl echoed down the caverns of the cave, followed by several more. These Oni were nesting together. While not unheard of it was uncommon to actually find a nest. The hunting must be good in the region for that many Oni to be there. And there were only three of them.

Antoinette drew her cross bow and had a back up pistol at her back. Cai Mai only had the rifle she'd carried so her shots would be few. Father Dimtri had frowned at Aria when she insisted that her swords be sent through baggage and her own pistols as well. He always thought the swords were archaic, yet he had taught her how to use them, and other weapons as well. She preferred the swords over the other melee weapons, axes and maces and even the quarterstaff were all too heavy for her but the swords were perfectly weighted for her. Aria had watched the blacksmith craft them. They were a work of art as far as Aria was concerned, but to most of her instructors they were but a nuisances. They required a hunter to get within close range of the creatures they fought. That was the part Aria liked the most. The thrill of the danger, the risk it brought. It was the fuel that guided her hand. It was the only time Aria was glad to be that close to someone or something. To feel their fear and their pain. To know that their suffering would end at her hand. To quiet the voice in her head forever. It was always a dark place. One that Father Dimitri warned her of constantly.

Each of the three women wore head lamps that lit their way and kept their hands free. In the end it was probably dangerous to not use their night vision and the goggles that the Atharim would have provided. But they were doing this old school it seemed. For all their goings on about how modern weapons were better, the Atharim hunters didn't always follow suit with newer technologies.

Into the cavern system they went, deeper and further into the damp dark caves. Aria could feel the Oni deeper in. They were content, probably sleeping. Their hunger and their ferociousness were at bay, stomachs were temporary full and they were as peaceful as any monster gets.

Deeper they went until Antoinette indicated they should turn off their lamps. And into the dead of the darkness Aria could feel the fear from all of them. It grew inside as they moved, but no one ran away. Embrace your fear. Keep it close and it will keep you safe. It was all part of their training, each one of them.

Antoinette drew her cross bow quietly and let loose a bolt. Right through the eye of a sleeping oni. She knocked another one. There was no movement from the others, they slept as if death had already taken them. Another bolt flew through the air. The oni grunted and the other two awoke, their yellow eyes nearly glowing in the night. Aria felt Cai Mai's fear rise as she took a step back and cocked her rifle. She fired and missed. The pellets didn't have the power to pierce the thick hide of the oni.

It advanced on Cai Mae. The second beast was focusing on Antoinette, her cross bow was not yet loaded and Aria could feel the fear rising in her teacher. But she kept her cool, she finished loading the cross bow and let loose the bolt, it missed.

There were now two pissed off Oni and three of them. Aria handed Cai Mai one of her pistols and then drew her sword. The firearms only had one place to gain purchase, the eye sockets of the terribly intelligent beasts. They kept moving, they knew their weakness, they knew how to fight. They were quicker than you'd expect. And their strength was unparalleled to anything in the Atharim books. They were a tough fight, two against three were not good odds.

Cai Mai fired at an Oni and got its attention. Antoinette loaded her cross bow and fired it at the Oni Cai Mai had fired at. The bolt landed in the eye socket and it dropped to the ground. Aria stood in front of Cai Mae as the last living Oni drew upon them. It was all such a blur, the claw that raced through the air, Aria had moved only a second before it would have crushed her into the wall. But it was enough time for Cai Mae and Antoinette both to reload and fire. The bold landed first and the rifle shortly there after the beast fell to the ground with a thud.

Four oni dead. And no real injuries.

Make that five oni. A growl from behind them took them by surprise. The great beast rushed Cai Mai and they crashed into the cavern wall in front of them. Aria felt Cai Mai's dying emotion. The pain and the fear radiated through Aria. It was one thing to feel a monster die, but a human, was a completely different story. Their lives were more than just hunger and instinct.

The pain was nearly overwhelming. Aria's sword wavered and the Oni noticed. It attacked and Aria had only moments to react. She pushed it all away as she was taught, she embraced the emptiness of her bubble and she focused on nothing but the Oni. The fight was short but it felt like it had lasted forever. Aria dodged and fought for her life. She could do very little other than defend herself. The Oni never touched her, and her blade only barely managed to land once, but barely enough to do any damage.

Aria didn't notice as she danced with the Oni, Antoinette was maneuvering to take a final shot with her cross bow. Aria felt the bolt fly past her over her head and land in the monster's eye socket with a thud and a gush of matter splattered over Aria.

Aria took stock of the situation, she reached her senses out and felt nothing, nothing else inhabited this cave save for her and Antoinette.

There was nothing left to do other than take Cai Mai's body back to her people. Another team would come and collect the Oni for further studies. It was rare you could have a monster as nearly intact as these specimen were for future Atharim to study. Aria knew Father Dimitri would have her dissecting one the moment she reached Vatican City again.

[Aria]

<big>The Dracula Inquisition</big>

The past 8 months had been unrelenting. Antoinette and Father Dimitri had kept Aria busy. There was no time for anything other than training. China had resulted in nothing more than that. Everything was left in Vatican City.

Aria trained from sun up to sun down and then sometimes even later than that. The only day she had off was Sunday, and that was spent in Mass and in reflection. She was expected to be the good little Catholic girl she had been raised to be which contradicted everything else she'd been taught by the very same people. It was such hypocricy but it was her life.

Father Dimitri handed Aria a new book. He had told her it was part of a test, she was to read it and study it. Aria looked at it, the work of fiction was Dracula. What on earth did she need to read such a book for? But she didn't question it. He'd given her a few hours of free time just to read the book. And if she wasn't reading it he'd punish her with more work that evening when she could work her weapons and fighting training. He knew exactly how to keep Aria on task, even is she despised the new way of things.

Aria read the book. The accountings from the journal perspective was annoying. Aria still wasn't exactly sure why she was being asked to read the book, short of the fact that it was about a non-existant creature. Vampires were not real. They were real tales of fiction based upon real monsters. Dreyken, Dranaika and even the Chupakbra were all vampire like, but none were vampires by lore. Many monsters feasted upon dead (or living) humans. It was not an uncommon theme among them.

One particular quote struck a chord. "Thus are we ministers of God’s own wish: that the world, and men for whom His Son die, will not be given over to monsters, whose very existence would defame Him. He has allowed us to redeem one soul already, and we go out as the old knights of the Cross to redeem more. Like them we shall travel toward sunrise; and like them, if we fall, we fall in good cause." Aria wondered if the author knew of the Atharim, knew of their cause, it seemed to ring home true even to her un-initated eyes.

When she was all said and done Aria handed the book back to Father Dimitri. He looked at her with questioning eyes. "Any of the tales ring true?"

Aria shook her head. "It's a story told about vampires which do not exist."


Father Dimitri nodded. "And if I told you it was a based on a real story?"

Aria smiled. "Then Dracula was not a vampire but something else."


He nodded. "That is your job. To discern fact from fiction. To find the answer and take care of it. Dracula was a real life person, or the original creation was. Stoker was Atharim, as many of the early horror novelists where. Find me what creature Dracula was." Father Dimitri had confirmed her earlier suspicion.

Aria was given drips and drabs of information that had been collected. It was an audious task to sift through the fiction and lore of the time, and the real information collected by dead and gone Atharim.

Yes, Dracula fed on blood. No, he could not turn into wolves or bats or various other creatures of the night.

Myths and legends, fact and fiction all mingled together into a pile of notes and recordings and books and journal entries. She'd been through it all, several times. If it had been a real case she could go there, suss it out for herself. Aria mentioned it to Antoinette she smiled at Aria with glee and exclaimed "Road trip."

And so it was they took whatever by land means they could to travel to Bram Romania, the home of Dracula's tale.

Aria got to speak to the locals. It was rough at first until they found someone familiar with the stories who spoke Russian. One of several languages Father Dimitri had pressed upon Aria to learn at her leisure. Whatever leisure meant anyway, she didn't have a whole lot of free time.

Their new found guide took them through the historical castle. Aria could feel the darkness in the stones themselves. It was dark and dangerous and infected. Aria smiled, she knew the answer, but she'd let the tour commence.

Aria let the investigation drag on. There were local tales of creatures in the night that feed on humans, and a bite would make you just like them. While the creature that had turned Dracula was long dead and gone, its children survived. Chupakbra were a known issue in the area. They didn't call it that of course, it had its own name, its own legends. But Aria knew that Dracula had been bitten. A human infected with the virus/parasitic organism that fundamentally changed a person.

Antoinette looked at Aria and smiled, she knew Aria knew. They'd worked together long enough that it was obvious to her that Aria had been stalling. She mock chided her and sent Father Dimitri a message, which she spoke as she typed. "The girl has discovered the true nature of Dracula. We are staying to hunt one of its children."

The hunt itself was no different than any other for Aria, except she had point, it was her game, which never happened. It went down with out a hitch, Antoinette had been proud. Father Dimitri on the other hand was upset that they'd stayed on an unauthorized mission. It put Aria out of combat training for the next month. Such were the prices one paid when you were locked up in the dungeon, not quite a prisoner of the Atharim.

[Aria]

Aria came home on night after dutifully doing her research and was confronted by a man who claimed to be someone from her past. In the wake of a shooting Aria calls upon Lucas and they have a 'first date' of sorts.

[Aria]

http://w11.zetaboards.com/TheFirstAge/topic/10579127/Deep in the tunnels[/url] Aria finds an a power wielding man who doesn't know who he is. They are swarmed by dark creatures Aria has never seen before. The man and two of his godling friends fight the swarm and barely make it out alive. Aria helps Nox remember what he was.

[Aria]

Nox calls Aria asking for a favor, to go with him to see his sister. He'd finally worked up the courage to do it. But she wasn't there. Aria suggested going on with his life, she'd come around on her own terms. They seek out the Regus to make it official - his ties to the Atharim bound forever in rite and tattoo, well that latter to come afterwards.

[Aria]

Aria seeks out a hunt from the local media, potentially a rougarou, with some odd inconsistencies. What Aria finds is far worse, and far more than she bargained for. She truly realizes some monsters are human.

Aria finds herself in a situation that there is no hope of getting out easily until she finds herself saved by an unlikely source and ending in assisting a girl who'd undergone a horrid situation.

[Aria]

Aria meets with Lucas and he helps her and Mya. With his fall to his own demons they go to Confession and go out looking for Mya who left while they were otherwise engaged healing Aria's wounds. They find Mya with Sonja and Lucas helps them out. Nox calls Aria for some help and she agreed to house a stranger for him.