Trinity Awakening (2 page)

             
"I have waited 500 years for this moment, only after one thousand red harvest moons did the elementals power break over me and I was released from the prison of darkness they placed me in. I have had a lot of time to think Toron, and my dear friends have grown in strength." She gestured to the cloud of dark moving shadows. A whisper of fear spread over the crowd and the Dark Empress spoke once more. "I grow bored King Toron, I am not one to draw out such occasions as this, as much as I have enjoyed our special reunion, I come for one thing and one thing only. The Ora." 
             
             
             
The King smiled. "You have tried once before to take the light from Taeith, but your power is not strong enough Empress, you will never take The Ora, its power is too immense for you."

             
"I am not here to
take
The Ora dear King, that was my mistake last time, I know better now. I am here to
destroy
it!" 

A gasp went up from the crowd, warrior Fae started to fill into the arena field and surrounded the suspended Empress; every warrior had an arrow aimed at the Empress's heart, each bow tipped with fairy silver. 

             
"You cannot destroy The Ora, it is an everlasting light!" The Kings reply and the warrior’s firm response to her threat seemed to bring a little calm amongst the people. 

The Empress raised her hands slowly from her sides, as she did, some of the shadows from the clouds beneath her drew up into her hands, they slithered up her arms stopping at her shoulders, she took a deep breath, drew back her arms, then quickly threw her hands forward letting out shots of dark arrows. They darted around the crowd, screams and gasps going up everywhere, fairies and pixies ducking out of the way. The arrows made their way out of the arena and through the streets of stalls in the market, through the village, past the Acacia Gates and into the city, until they came to a square shaped meeting place in the city's center. Above the square suspended two hundred meters in the air was the most dazzling sphere of light, forty meters in diameter and perfectly round, it shimmered like the sun reflecting off cool clear water. The shadow arrows met their target with deathly precision; they pierced through the sheer brilliant surface of the pure white light with no effort. As the dark met the light, a part of the surface of the glowing orb made a quiver, and a dark gray smudge appeared at the bottom left sphere.

In the arena, a scream had let out as one lone shadow dart had found its target. The King lay injured in the arms of the Queen; the dart had hit his right shoulder.

             
"I may not have the power now to destroy your realm King Toron, but in seven days the poison that has entered the heart of The Ora, the same poison that has entered your body, will envelop the light, darkness will fill your world, and death will invade your being." Her calm voice and satisfied smile brought a still quiet over the crowd. Fae warriors let loose their silver tipped arrows from their bows, directing them with perfect aim at the Dark Empress. As they closed in on her they seemed to lose speed like they were in slow motion, then they stopped and disintegrated in mid air. The Empress laughed with pleasure and ascended on her dark shadow cloud, the sound of thunder boomed above them, and she was gone.

Aarion ran to the King, Morthos only seconds behind.

             
"Father! Father, what has she done to you?" 

             
"
Shadowdust
, it is an old, dark magic, long forgotten among our people, poison that is drawn from evil itself. Son, you know what needs to be done!" 

             
"But father, what about you?" Aarion fought back the tears as his eyes welled up, he did not want to leave his father.

             
"You have just seven days son, now go, and take Morthos." The King faded into unconsciousness and the Queen turned to her son and spoke in a calm, controlled voice.

             
"Waste no more time Aarion, do as your Father asks, you must save The Ora, or our world is lost to darkness, save The Ora and you save your father."

CHAPTER ONE

'Sixteen candles make a lively light, but not as bright as your eyes tonight.’ – Luther Dixon

"Hope you don't mind the change, I need to lighten my purse?" The short, plumb, elderly lady counted out the small change that had accumulated in her purse and placed it onto the counter.

             
"We always need change Mrs. Gillie. I'll bring your iced coffee to your table when it's ready. Would you like your lavender soap wrapped?" The waitress said with a big smile. 

             
"That would be lovely Trinny, I just love your mums soaps, I bought these for my sister, she adores lavender,
her
garden is filled with it." Mrs. Gillie was the sweetest of ladies, she had been a regular in 'The Leaf 'n' Bean Cafe' for the past three years, ever since Trinny and her mum had moved to Western Australia.

             
"You'll have to come in next week to check out mums latest creations, she's made the most divine peppermint and eucalyptus oil loofah foot soap, if that doesn't wake your feet up, nothing will! It’s called
'Happy Feet.'
" Mrs. Gillie chuckled and sat down at her usual table on the outside veranda under an earthy red sun umbrella. 

             
It was mid morning and the warm summer sun was already causing sweat beads to form on Trinny's forehead, she turned the air-conditioner to a cooler setting and started to clear the tables from the busy breakfast rush. Trinny loved
working at her mother’s cafe, it was a bonus that they lived in the apartment just above, as Trinny was always guaranteed a de-cafe latte from her mum when she woke up each morning. She felt just as at home in the cafe as she did in her bedroom as her mother had a gift with colors, she always knew what color would blend with the next. Trinny wasn't happy when her mum chose a jade green for the walls and then added in some dark red feature walls, but as usual, it worked. The Cafe had an array of warm chocolate lounges, dark red rolled armchairs and the odd patterned old couch to add that offbeat look her mum loved so much. There were stunning wooden jarrah coffee tables, beautiful river and forest art on the walls that were painted by her mum, and an area with books to borrow for those who loved to read with their coffee. Even the kids had a small area with a few toys and cushions galore on the floor; the final look was just perfect. '
I want people to feel at home here Trinny, a calm in the midst of their storm.'
Trinny could hear her mums voice so clearly, her mother was always thinking of others and had a talent at making people feel at ease very quickly, she adored her mum, and they were the best of friends....

             
"Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday to You..." except when she chose to embarrass Trinny in public. Trinny's face grew very hot and she could feel the color on her cheeks were now a beetroot red. The singing grew louder as smiling patrons joined in with Lucille singing to her daughter. "Today my baby is sweet sixteen and never been kissed... I hope!"

             
"MUM!" Trinny looked in horror at her mother; Lucille gave a cheeky laugh and winked at her daughter. Trinny had only just noticed that her mum was carrying a gorgeous strawberry cheesecake with sixteen sparkling candles on top.

             
"Make a wish." Her mum encouraged. Trinny looked around the cafe and smiled back at the grinning customers, then closed her large hazel eyes.
I wish for a little bit more excitement in my summer holiday please
; she opened her eyes and blew out the candles.

             
"Thanks mum, for yet another embarrassing moment."

             
"You are so welcome my beautiful daughter." Lucille kissed Trinny on the forehead and proceeded to hand out cake to her patrons.

             
"Save me a piece mum!"

             
"Me too!" Called out a petite girl with short, textured, brown hair
who
had just walked through the door. "Happy Birthday my friend!"  Emma gave Trinny a big hug and held out a large pink gift bag that had a very cute white kitten on the front. 

             
"Thanks Em. Mum, I'm taking a break." Trinny called out to her mother. 

             
"Take the rest of the day off hon, it's your birthday, go have fun!" Lucille blew her daughter a kiss and continued her rounds with the strawberry cheesecake. 

             
"Thanks mum!" Trinny gave her mum a huge smile, grabbed her gift bag and her friends arm and lead Emma up the stairs to her bedroom. 

The room was filled with sunlight from the large ceiling to floor window, which showed off the amazing view of the white sand beach and the dark blue Indian Ocean. The sea was calm today; the surfers had left earlier with no hope of catching a wave in the stillness of today's non-existent breeze. The rooms walls were painted a warm yellow, decorated with posters of Trinny's favorite bands and the odd
movie star she thought was cute. The double bed was still unmade and there were clothes strewn on her computer desk and chair. Trinny threw off her black cafe apron, sat on her bed and excitedly opened her gift from Emma.

Emma and Trinny had been the best of friends since the moment they were thrown together for an English assignment reenacting the balcony scene from Shakespeare’s 'Romeo and Juliet.' Emma was Romeo as she had more of a boyish look back then, and Trinny had the honor of playing Juliet, she fit the costume a lot better as her bust was starting to fill out, much to her dismay. Two and a half years of friendship had felt like a lifetime to them both, they understood each other so well. 

             
"Wow...!" Trinny gazed at the stunning party dress that she had pulled out of the bag. "Em. I can't accept this, it would have cost a fortune, and where do you expect me to wear something like this anyway, we don't have our school ball until next year?"

Emma shot a stern look at her friend.

             
"You will accept it, and it didn't cost a fortune, I got it on eBay.  And you're going to wear it tonight!" 

             
"Tonight? I am not wearing a cocktail dress to the movies, that is ridiculous!" Trinny exclaimed.

             
"Trin, we are not going to the movies tonight, I know that's what you said you wanted to do, but I'm going to make sure my best friend celebrates her sixteenth birthday in style. You are invited to a party.... yours. 7pm at my house, I'll pick you up at 6.45pm, well my dad will. Your mum knows and is totally cool with it." Emma grinned at her friend in a kind of defiant way that told Trinny this was going to happen no matter what she said. Trinny wanted to tell her friend off for going over the top, but she knew she wouldn't be Emma if she
didn't have a chance to do something big, and how many people could look happy and stubborn at the same time. Trinny gave her friend a grateful smile. "You're a good buddy! But who's coming, I really don't have that many friends?" 

             
"Oh, I just invited everyone we know from school, it's holidays and everyone's bored out of their tree, this is going to be the event of the summer, well, at least the month. And besides, Ben Mathers is really looking forward to seeing you tonight."

             
"Ben Mathers? He doesn't even know me; in fact, I don't think he's said anything but 'Hey' to me in the past three years I've lived here. He's so...sporty, and hangs with all the jocks." 

             
"I love it when you use your American words like 'jock,' it so reminds me how un-Australian you are from the rest of us." Emma said teasing her friend. "Anyway, he's cute and there is definite interest there.... so lets take a look at this dress, you are about the only person I know who could pull something like this off." Trinny smiled excitedly at her friend and held the dress up to her curvy body; looking in the full-length mirror she could see it was the perfect size. Emma knew her better than anyone else, other than her mum, and she knew fashion better than any other girl her age.

             
"Hey, I'm pretty sure those flowers didn't look like that last night." Trinny was looking at a pot plant on her desk in the reflection of the mirror; she turned and walked over to them. There sat three hot pink gerberas looking like they had just been bought from a florist and delivered today at her door, but she knew that her mum had got them a couple of weeks ago from one of her customers, and the hot sun in her room with the combination of a non existent green thumb had
done some damage, so much so she was going to throw them out. "They were ready for the compost heap, now they're just like new?"

             
"Yeah, well plants change, maybe your mum has been watering them. So, what else did you get for your sweet sixteen?" Emma was dying to hear, even though she knew already, as she had been helping Lucille keep the secret for a month now.