I Want to Be a Legionnaire!

[mysa]

“There is much I need to atone for…” She says in a quiet voice barely above a whisper, a voice that for the most part is swallowed up by the noises of the crackling falls nearby her, the rustling wind as it passes through the leafy trees, and chirping and chittering noise of several animals that call this meadow their home. Once, a long time ago, Mysa would have called this place her home. She would have called the creatures around her her friends and she would have been right. But lately things had felt odd about her home. There was something about it, something was off. It no longer felt like the safe haven she had grown to love over the many decades. It felt different almost foreign to her. A sad whisp of a sigh escaped her ruby lips, as the wind gingerly caressed her soft skin, embracing her in a way that no man ever would.

She knew what was wrong, though she didn’t want to admit it. In truth she had known for some time now what this feeling that now permeated the very air around her was. She knew why the animals looked at her with uneasement now, or why the crackling waterfall didn’t sound as inviting before, she even knew why the berries of her favorite tree tasted just a little bit bitter. She knew this wasn’t her home anymore. A life time of fighting a war against her own father had graced her with this paradise oasis, a place as close to heaven if ever there was one. It was, or so she believed, her way of being thanked by the universe itself for her great deeds, but she was no longer welcomed here. Not like before anyways. She had use magic and deceit to achieve what she wanted done, she ahd twisted the life of a poor innocent girl to suit her own means, and in the process damned herself. Only a little bit mind you, a tiny stain upon her soul, but a tiny stain is still a stain. She imagined, briefly, that perhaps her father started out this way. Slipping up here and there, bending the rules as it were slightly to fit his own needs. Then more each tmie until the rules no longer held any sway over him at all.

A cold shutter ran down her spine, as the cruel thought of just how alike she and her father were truly. The realization settled in like a cold front wedging itself deeply into the pit of her mind, where it would stay forever. Another shutter ran down her spine. She needed to atone for what she had done, find some kind of peace in the cruelty she had done, and what better way than by serving, by helping those she had harmed? She would seek out the legion, ask to join there ranks become one of them and aid the entire universe if need be. They wouldn’t refuse her would they? They sorely lacked any mystical knowledge she was needed. Surely they would see that! She reasoned with herself as she stepped closer to her scrying mirror summoning up the very image she wanted. The entrance to the head quarters. She would greet them on the premise of being friends, for in truth that was what they were, but then would ask them to allow her to join. Zoe held no ill will towards her, so why should the others? She again reasoned with herself as she stepped away from the mirror, twirling her hands in a specific manner hoping she had enough energy within her to cast a long distance teleportation spell.

-BZZZZZATTTT---

The loud noise emited all around her before engulfing her in a haelstrom of light, and before she knew it, before she could even blink an eye, Mysa found herself transported through space itself, reappearing not before the Legion’s HQ, as she had originally intended, but within it. It seemed she had not quite gotten her magic under control as she had thought. Being returned to her youthful form was both a blessing and a curse bestowed on her by her father. Her decades of fine tuning her magic was all gone and she had to ocne more start from the beginning. It was proving to be harder than she had originally suspected, but she was not about to give up.

[Shikari]

Shikari had finally mastered the Monitor room. She was sure of it. It was not that hard, no, no, she had grasped it in all of its entirety! She had mastered it, gained control, and it was now to her absolute, full understanding!

And now she understood that it was quite boring.

No wonder Star Legion had asked if she would do it… It was a glum thought for the Kwai, who sat in her usual odd position when sitting, seated backwards on the chair, legs tucked around the base, arms laid on the top of the backrest of the chair, her chin firmly on her arms… It was rather boring. If she had known it would have been this boring, she would have, she would have… Said no? Or at least gotten something to eat, in the meantime, or perhaps she could have brought her guide for studying the language of Legion, ‘Interlac’, as she did not know how to read it, and it was simply an incomprehensible fact to her, that those odd shapes could actually mean something.

She would have to trust Jazmin Legion and Smart Legion on that one, she supposed. They would not lie to her, so they must mean something, however unlikely that seemed…

Her musings were soon interrupted, however. A bright flash of light lit up the monitor room like a beacon, like a feral star, and Shikari leapt up from her chair, stumbling backwards slightly as she lifted an arm to shield her eyes, before, all of a sudden, the light was gone, and she blinked away the small pieces of feral stars dotting her vision, pure yellow eyes narrowing at what had arrived in its place. A girl (woman? How did one classify from one to another?) clad in all white, with vibrant red hair, had arrived, and… this was not what she had expected.

Mentally wishing that she had her armor on (should she wear it next time, then?), the Kwai extended her wings behind her, rising to her toes in a battle ready stance (to her, at least, it was, though anyone unfamiliar with her or her species would not recognize it as such), and spoke. “What are you doing here?” Her tone was flat, suspicious, and… she was very much out of her depth. What was the thing to do? Call for back-up? Oh, oh, wait, she was supposed to ask another question first… “Who are you?”

There. Perfect.

[mysa]

Eyes wide in astonishment, as her own mind began to reprimand her for her lack of finesse with her teleportation spell, Mysa stood in her new surroundings. Her light green eyes fixed on the creature before her, and although she wanted to let out a simple sigh of surprise, she had never seen a creature like this before in the universe or in hell, but somehow reframed herself from doing that. If nothing else Mysa was a master of her own body, and that included her emotions. She wasn’t about to let herself betray herself about the way she felt. Just because she was surprised and a bit ok …yes scared, didn’t mean she had to braod cast it to the world. After all knowledge was power, Mysa knew this all to well, and right now she didn’t want to give to much away to this…creature before her.

Although, her mind quickly spat out as the cogs in her brain finally started spinning once more, if she was indeed where she thought she was, and from the looks of things she most certainly was, that could only mean that this creature, …person, this person must be some type of legionnaire. One that Mysa had never met before, which in all honesty wasn’t that big of surprise. There was still a lot of legionnaires that she had not even met yet let alone learned about, and this newcomer was most definitely one of them. If she wasn’t a leggionaire she would have already attacked Mysa fearing that perhaps she herself was one. It was a good thing, she commented to herself, that she always strove to keep a calm head about her. God only knows the kind of damage she could of done, they could of done, if she allowed her emotions to get the better of her like that obnoxious man Ultraboy or like her poor beloved Dragonmage.

“My name” She began saying as the shock of the teleportation and sudden confrontation with the new legionnaire finally started to fade. “Is Lady Mysa. I am a friend of the legion. Or at the very least some of the legion.” She said in modesty as she tried not to remember the many ‘conflicts’ she had had with the legion in the past. Now was not the time to let her past sins taint her and bring an air of mistrust around her. She needed to portray confidence, strength, and above all else a sense of honor if she wanted to be a legionnaire. After all that was what they were all about wasn’t it?


“I’m Here to talk to …Rokk, I mean Cosmic Boy or who ever is leading the legion at the moment. I wish to join the ranks of the legion. There is a threat upon the horizon, I can feel it within my own bones, and I know I will be needed to help stop it…” She added trying her best to sound as honest as she could. It was hard, she thought to herself, pretending to be this Lady Mysa that everyone thought she was. It was hard acting like a proper lady would when in truth well the woman who had gained the name Lady Mysa had long since perish, just around the time Mordru was first imprisoned. She was, if anything, a distant memory to the Mysa who now stood before Shikari. While the old Mysa was proper, and elegant a true lady to a fault, the same could not, would not, be said about this Mysa. This Mysa who had walked in the darkness of the shadows for so long, she allowed it to taint her pure white virgin soul.

[Shikari]

"Jazmin Legion is Legion Leader," the girl replied, still slightly suspicious. If she knew the Legion, were friends with the Legion... Would she not know that? And would she not have come forward and helped sooner, then, if she was? They had dealt with tough fighters, in battles that had previously only existed in her absolute dreams (and sometimes nightmares, they were very... different for one who did not have as much experience as their friends), and so if she wished to help, would then not be the right time...?

"She is not on Legion World, Cosmic Legion is not, too." Which meant... she should call another. Wildfire? Would Wildfire know of her? Her Feral Star might, yes, she was unsure... Big Legion was not here. Smart Legion? Smart Legion was smart, he knew everyone... She could ask him. Either of them would work, truly, either would know. She was new, Shikari was, new and inexperienced and so-

She would try this on her own, first. Attempt to see how she could do this. "You wish to be Legion, to help fight?" the Kwai quiered, wanting to make sure she had her facts absolutely straight, as she spoke with the other. "What threat, White Lady?" It did not feel as though the other was lying... But she was uncertain how accurate she was. Perhaps! Perhaps if she searched for the nearest liar? If it was her, well... She would call for back-up, for anyone that suddenly appeared in here would surely pose quite a threat...

Oh! She had not introduced herself! No matter, it could wait until the next response, or until she inquired... This one, White Lady, must not 'get out' a lot, for even she had watched the screens and seen herself on them. Quite curious, it was, to see such a thing... No matter.