Earth Song
Earth Song
Prologue
Note: I do not own Power Rangers Jungle Fury or Ninja Storm, nor do I make money from writing this. I also do not own the Earth’s Song. That belongs to my wonderful friend, M14Mouse, who can write an amazing lyrics and poems.
Authors Note: Special thanks to m14mouse , who held my hand and was the best bestie anyone could ever want. For TWO YEARS she helped me get this story finallly finished. dancinglollipop , for beta-ing and supporting me in my years of need!
Crossover: Ninja Storm/Jungle Fury
Timeline: About 4 months after “The Final Fury”
Rating: PG-13 (violence, character death, language, content)
Genre: Drama/Suspense
(Sorry for such a large poster!)
She laying still, the Earth surrounded her body, it was pulling her in, pulling her down, but she was not afraid. It held no fear for her, it wasn’t death, and it was oddly comforting. It was like a blanket around her, cocooning her in warmth and safety. Deeper she sank, the soil combed through her still fingers. Then she heard the song, it was not sung by one voice, but a chorus of many. It was haunting, the melody stirring something within her…
Earth is turning, burning.
With no end in sight.
She cries for her beloved children.
The burning trees…
Dusty sands…
Dying creatures…
She wept, the soil turning to mud on her face. Not even that could bring her to fear the Earth surrounding her. She wept for the pain that was seeping into her body from the emotions of the voice that began to get stronger.
Soon metal will cover the Earth.
Death, its creator.
Lives gone
Hope, fades.
Despair, grows
---
The day was clear, the sun was bright and it felt good to have his bike beneath him. Due to his hectic teaching schedule at the Wind Ninja Academy, it seemed that he was never going to get a day off. Sensei insisted that the classes increase; the pressure was getting to him. But this, this would bring him that exhilaration to wake up to focus.
“Dustin! Ready?” Kelly Holloway called; he looked to his redheaded boss, and gave her thumbs up as he placed his goggles on. He started the engine and watched the flag wave. He accelerated and bliss sang in his veins as he sped onto the track. The bike rocked beneath him with each bump. That’s the Earth rose beneath him, striking his front tire. A blinding flash seemed to consume him and so many voices came into his mind. He knew he was falling, crashing, but he couldn’t see where or how all he could hear were those voices…
The warning…it was a warning. He was a Child of Earth, and she was seeking him, he knew out of instinct. The infinite Mother of all, he revered her, his connection ran deeply and he felt hot tears run down his face as the verses struck him. Metal will cover the Earth. Death, its creator. It forced a sob from his throat. He still could not see, he could feel someone shaking him…
Heed her call
Come to her
She will protect you.
She will wrap you
in her warm embrace.
Her final embrace
A joined gasp…
Their eyes opened…
The song reverberating in their souls.
His eyes began to get heavy. He knew his time grew short. He began to write faster…he knew what was coming. The word has to be spread. They had to start now. Each breath came out causing agony to spear his body. At his side, his Animal Spirit watched with dying eyes. Its glowing eyes dimmed to black, as it faded into ashes, he knew his time was ending. He managed to write down the last few words he needed to say. He made it to the small mattress he called his bed and laid down, exhaling his last breath softly.
---
It was two minutes too late. He hung his head, his unseeing eyes, sightless in the small home. There was nothing to stir his senses, only silence…darkness. This is the one thing that brought him to curse his handicap. He knew his fallen comrade was somewhere close but couldn’t see him. He sent out a small echo, and was barely able to locate his deceased friend. Dropping to his knees, he reached out, his fingertips grazing cool flesh. He located the limp hand and held it for a moment.
“I’m sorry…I’m so sorry my friend. I never wanted you to die alone.”
---To Be Continued---
Seriously guys, this story has been TWO YEARS in the works and pretty much killed me to write. I hope you enjoy and hang around for more!
Prologue
Note: I do not own Power Rangers Jungle Fury or Ninja Storm, nor do I make money from writing this. I also do not own the Earth’s Song. That belongs to my wonderful friend, M14Mouse, who can write an amazing lyrics and poems.
Authors Note: Special thanks to m14mouse , who held my hand and was the best bestie anyone could ever want. For TWO YEARS she helped me get this story finallly finished. dancinglollipop , for beta-ing and supporting me in my years of need!
Crossover: Ninja Storm/Jungle Fury
Timeline: About 4 months after “The Final Fury”
Rating: PG-13 (violence, character death, language, content)
Genre: Drama/Suspense
(Sorry for such a large poster!)
She laying still, the Earth surrounded her body, it was pulling her in, pulling her down, but she was not afraid. It held no fear for her, it wasn’t death, and it was oddly comforting. It was like a blanket around her, cocooning her in warmth and safety. Deeper she sank, the soil combed through her still fingers. Then she heard the song, it was not sung by one voice, but a chorus of many. It was haunting, the melody stirring something within her…
Earth is turning, burning.
With no end in sight.
She cries for her beloved children.
The burning trees…
Dusty sands…
Dying creatures…
She wept, the soil turning to mud on her face. Not even that could bring her to fear the Earth surrounding her. She wept for the pain that was seeping into her body from the emotions of the voice that began to get stronger.
Soon metal will cover the Earth.
Death, its creator.
Lives gone
Hope, fades.
Despair, grows
---
The day was clear, the sun was bright and it felt good to have his bike beneath him. Due to his hectic teaching schedule at the Wind Ninja Academy, it seemed that he was never going to get a day off. Sensei insisted that the classes increase; the pressure was getting to him. But this, this would bring him that exhilaration to wake up to focus.
“Dustin! Ready?” Kelly Holloway called; he looked to his redheaded boss, and gave her thumbs up as he placed his goggles on. He started the engine and watched the flag wave. He accelerated and bliss sang in his veins as he sped onto the track. The bike rocked beneath him with each bump. That’s the Earth rose beneath him, striking his front tire. A blinding flash seemed to consume him and so many voices came into his mind. He knew he was falling, crashing, but he couldn’t see where or how all he could hear were those voices…
The warning…it was a warning. He was a Child of Earth, and she was seeking him, he knew out of instinct. The infinite Mother of all, he revered her, his connection ran deeply and he felt hot tears run down his face as the verses struck him. Metal will cover the Earth. Death, its creator. It forced a sob from his throat. He still could not see, he could feel someone shaking him…
Heed her call
Come to her
She will protect you.
She will wrap you
in her warm embrace.
Her final embrace
A joined gasp…
Their eyes opened…
The song reverberating in their souls.
His eyes began to get heavy. He knew his time grew short. He began to write faster…he knew what was coming. The word has to be spread. They had to start now. Each breath came out causing agony to spear his body. At his side, his Animal Spirit watched with dying eyes. Its glowing eyes dimmed to black, as it faded into ashes, he knew his time was ending. He managed to write down the last few words he needed to say. He made it to the small mattress he called his bed and laid down, exhaling his last breath softly.
---
It was two minutes too late. He hung his head, his unseeing eyes, sightless in the small home. There was nothing to stir his senses, only silence…darkness. This is the one thing that brought him to curse his handicap. He knew his fallen comrade was somewhere close but couldn’t see him. He sent out a small echo, and was barely able to locate his deceased friend. Dropping to his knees, he reached out, his fingertips grazing cool flesh. He located the limp hand and held it for a moment.
“I’m sorry…I’m so sorry my friend. I never wanted you to die alone.”
---To Be Continued---
Seriously guys, this story has been TWO YEARS in the works and pretty much killed me to write. I hope you enjoy and hang around for more!