Fated & Starcrossed

The divine boundless little space between space and time distorted beliefs of the masses causing the great shift in consciousness. The great shift birthed a new dimension, that evolved as it merged with the current dimension to which we all now live. Since a person's Energy life force changes and shifts, and grows it leaves old habits to gain new ones; being of consciousness leave old guilt behind, along with energy that was being expanded and distorted according to ones own idea of reality sewn into the mass consciousness and popular belief. As a result of mass conscious belief that aliens are now real as shown on the news, has tipped the balance and manifested it to be true. when a whole galaxy and its living inhabitants are literally thought into existence, it comes along with the species history through time although it didn't exist before it was ever imagined. In other words if all the people on planet earth(specifically humans), all one day started believing that there was always a giant, purple, onion god, that was part of our solar system, the moment that balance was tipped toward believing it, would allow a moment where it would not only be created but a pre-existing timeline dating back to precede and/or succeed humanity's existence will then be a reality forevermore. This is a unique trait to humans a species that cannot ever seem to agree on anything," isn't it ironic? Don't you think?a little too ironic" Alanis morissette once said. Other beings across dimensions and time have noticed this expansion. An expansion to our known and unknown universes plays their part in the galactic makeup to which we are miniscule yet intricate in it's workings. What goes on down here with nuclear bombs has grabbed the attention of the cosmos, as well as making some forms of star travel or worm-holing unsafe. This disruption will last until the radioactive waves dissipate over time. Humans are not aware of the great power to change the cosmos, and how easily and obtainable it is. With just a little compromise and global unity in their beliefs could make literally anything possible, you can understand why exactly nobody has tried to help them figure that one out yet . If humans somehow harnessed this power before it was ready it could have drastic results changing the outcome of time, fitted to Earth's physical existence and landscape as well as everything else ever to be thought up in a daydream or nightmare. Every life thread large or small weaves it's own part in the fabric that holds time and space together, carried out in patterns that sets the course of life. In the great cosmic dance of life and death, all is seen in the light forever in the memories of time, only to be recorded on that moment to the dark scrolls of death, which light and time could never wish to escape. Death is eternal and absolute much like the complete absence of light, similar how excruciatingly loud it can be in the absence of sound ... in moments perceived to be the barrier from which insanity meets serenity… True balance can be achieved and power is obtainable… Fated and Star crossed Chapter one ..::The day of awakening::.. run!!! As vasillio's eyes opened the intense feeling of fight or flight consumed his very being, after rushing toward the kitchen sink he searched for the faucet handle. gasping for air that never seemed to be enough, eventually his breathing steadied and the perspiration began to dissipate. After sitting in silence for what seemed to be hours, he sat and tried to recall what sort of dreams may have led him to this unexplainable neer frenzy he was experiencing. the hormones flooding his body influencing his thoughts and changing his whole being was something he was used to happening. Cortisol and norepinephrine were two specific hormones (neuro-transmitters) that vasillio thrived off of most of his life so he knew what was coming next. :::... feeding the beast: To show oneself one's true capability is like Creating spiritual fuel for the body to make it so…::: Breath . Focus. Center, Repeat… Later that day vasillio found himself "feeding the beast" that's what he calls it, anyway most people refer to it as exercise. "Channeling his energy in a positive way is what he'd say", but he knew He was chasing that adrenaline rush that he unwelcomed early that morning. Vasillio or Vasi as most people called him, was a recovering adrenaline junkie, or maybe he was just sick of waking up to a flurry of mistake riddled memories of the previous days turn of events and c*****e he left in his wake after losing his temper. Vasillio wasn't a particularly large man, he was about 5'8' in height, a muscle shirt and blue sweats clung to his form. Though his stature made his presence seem foreboding more often than not. Despite his best effort to make his aura seem more approachable. As his pace evened in the midst of his workout, his dark caramel eyes caught a glimpse of the movement of his toning body. Muscles becoming more prominent to be noticed with each increased yet controlled breath, his adrenaline making the muscle groups defined against the olive tone of his skin. His racing thoughts keep his need for the intensity of his physical distraction necessary. He simply craved this silent complex release that never showed against the features that seemed to become cold and collected in his focus. Breath work is essential in physical activity of any kind as well as being cognizant of it during social interactions. With each exhale Vasi pushed his emotions and aggressions out almost as if he knew he was transforming his negative energy and producing a stronger healthier aura, or a more pellucid undiluted version there of. A woman belligerently stopped and gazed at Vasillio as his muscles bulge on a very vascular body, sweat ran between the defining lines of his shallow collar bone that sat under a shoulder (trapezoid) muscle that held a pump from just from carrying the weights from the weight tree. Vasillio has centered himself within a plethora of dumbbells, a barbell, two different length curl bars and assorted plates all the way from the "45" down to the"dime plate". Vasi never noticed the girl in the gym. Vasillio did not look for any friends or foes during his workouts and rarely spoke except for the usual warm greeting he gave to whoever was working the door upon entry. Vasi rarely spoke to anybody unless that was his intent upon whatever departure he embarked on. Vasillio has become an extreme introvert after his girlfriend of 8 years and surrogate mother to his children became ill and passed away three joyless years ago. Vasi raised his 14 year old son Damillio by himself and studied and even mastered trades, skills,and hobbies to busy himself, Damillio was following his oldest brother luscious's Knight's footsteps into man hood. Vasi knew his youngest son of two would leave the nest one day in the coming years, leaving Vasillio alone with nothing but his hobbies and memories of a lost love to comfort him, this was Vasi 's true fear which he dare not admit to himself… :::… Luna Daze on the day of the awakening...::: Luna! Luu-na, a voice called to her as her ever color changing peepers pered through the shadows. It was Mrs Ragu'. Through the blanket of seemingly swirling shadows cast a darkness as thick as a blanket to be cut by the sharp blue and white edge of the moon, resembling a saber of light eventually landing upon Luna's soft white skin. Because of Luna's hair coloring with natural highlights that changed with the seasons,the light seemed to catch her in a way that seemed more beautiful than light itself . She was 5'3" with naturally firey red hair that she sometimes died different colors dependent on her mood (not that she needed to). she had hazel eyes that seemed to have a way of communicating her thoughts without them ever having to pass thru her lips that mirrored the subtle beauty of a freshly bloomed pink rose. People that hollered at her in passing described "lil mama" as" thick as hell", which was a crude way of explaining that she had beautiful womanly curves and sexy legs with the ankles of a ballerina. Luna had overslept that day and was late in preparation for another one of her many jobs as a rare pet sitter/pest relocator. After the topple of our civilized government aside from the solar flare acting like an E.M.P. wiping out all active electronics and frying every tower and satellite known to man, new gods were born or "ascended", and crazy new mythos and cryptids came out of the woodworks as well as lesser creatures that were sometimes tamable and then often kept as pets. Mrs Ragu' was holding a small salamander-like creature in demeanor but looked more like a baby burrowing earth serpent, or a little wingless brown dragon. The thing about Sepentars (Sepentar Drathos) was that they were curious playful little beasts that tend to get into anything around, kind of like how a canine locked in the bathroom will chew things and play with the toilet paper out of defiance from being subjected to isolation. Needless to say, keeping a Sepentar requires a lot of love and attention which makes keeping a steady job quite difficult. Although Luna was great friends with all of the people to which the creatures she cared for belonged to, she remained outside of the house calling Luna through an open window. Luna had a presence of her own that seemed to fluctuate to a degree that had all the townsfolk speculating. Men told stories out of fear mostly and the necessity to gossip ranging from Luna having multiple or split personalities (or DID). stories referencing different demonic energies inhabiting or cohabiting within her very body, constantly at war with each other and her soul as well over who gets to be the one behind the wheel. Although her moods may have gotten out of control it was always the result of some man upset over her physical strength not matching what they believe a woman should be able to do. Luna took laborers jobs like chucking hay bails or even building stone wells. She would get the work done in half the time and have plenty of time to indulge her creative side. She often has to come out and finish installing roofs or whatever projects other laborers were taking too long to finish, when luna days was called she would essentially steal jobs right out from other contractors. When said contactors would catch her on the streets they would often be misled by their own pride into physical altercations that never ended well for any of the mortals that added their name to a notch on her wall that she etched with the sharp side of kunai and chain. Ohh wait you're probably a mortal as far as you know, and if not I only care as far as you know that I don't care about most mortals I've met on this plane, bet we'll get to that later… …::: How Luna spent her daze. :::... Luna Daze was also an entrepreneur of sorts and owned a traveling apothecary that she pulled with a holographic werewolf that had an intimidating gruesome look. She loved getting it to rear up and roar that sounded more like a lion mixed with a thunderous banshee scream, it was deafening at full volume and besides pulling the cart it only had two other programmed routines that it could act out amongst the landscape. Luna did share the responsibility in the previously mentioned altercations by giving in, and even letting her self get roused with such petty squabbling, is that something that you guys really can't help or what!? " I digress, that's not the point" as I've heard luna say so many times since we've taken an interest in more of the happenings amongst specific mortals that have the capability of becoming four dimensional beings(almost heroes is what I've come to call them but nobody cares about my eternal opinion very much. Luna has shown the most potential in raising her vibration constantly throughout her life but can't seem to make the leap to the next plane of existence, to me it feels like trying to watch steve urkel become a samurai warrior over night(humans live such brief and bothersome existence) Luna also kept her tools for laborers jobs in the cart with her. Labor jobs paid well usually, but we're not always worth the hassle. Any job that we paid well was to be competed over creating fighting, greedy ethics and turmoil especially for Luna being one of the only female weapon expert, laborer, and occasional beast slayer in the village. The thing about Luna and her moods was that she seemed to share them with everybody in her proximity, in other words she projected her emotions unintentionally but not unaware. Luna noticed that she has passed her "laughy's" to whole rooms of people and that always made her feel great but when she gets angry with people it gets mirrored right back at her making it extremely difficult to communicate and hard not wanna lash out. …::: Finding ones center is like finding ones true potential and then the ability to truly consider what to do with it through a divine conscious point of view…::: After Vasi finished his workout he followed it with a little gentle flow yoga in the woods. Vasi never has been to that clearing in the woods but something about that weeping willow, and the way it had an almost silent song it sang with the rustling of wind and leaves that danced on Gaia's every breath. It drew him close and proceeded to make him feel at peace for that moment. In between exhales he noticed the exhalation of another person besides himself, this startled him bc Vasi prided himself on having amazing senses most of the time and the fact that somebody was able to walk right up next to him undetected was rare to say the least. Vasi never turned his head to look and see who was there, he remained focused until he caught a sweet perfume like sent, and then noticed the absence of anxiety that he normally felt anytime any humans were around him. He actually felt a soothing wave come over him and that was pretty rare, so rare that he began to examine his surroundings in search of reason for the quiet calm that had been bestowed upon him by some external forces outside of his understanding. Vasi caught a glimpse of a women feeding the crows between his legs as he touched his toes, she was humming softly, followed by a "do dodoo". She seemed so content and calm it made him wonder if it was her responsibility for the sudden calm that he was experiencing for the moment. Right before Luna Daze looked up to what would've been the first time he ever laid eyes upon her, a dog howl'd off in the distance, breaking the intensity of vasillio Knight's curious stare and knocking him off balance just a bit. She heard him stumble as she first caught a glimpse of the side of his face. She could tell that Vasillio had noticed her right then, for only a moment later to look in the same direction that echo came from; seeming to resonate with the trees, like a plane flying across the skies in the distance. (Literally) Physically feeling vibrations of the trees like giant cedar wooden tuning forks. She closed her eyes and heard the bristle of the leaves when the sun shown it's beauty down on her face, and her face challenged that beauty as it radiated back . Shadows fell upon the land in alternating patterns hiding Vasi as he took off almost silently in her peripheral vision. the shadows hid his movement. When luna looked up he was gone and the deep howl that sang through the Forest ceased to resonate as well. all the birds went back to chirping eventually, and the three branches Vasillio must have pulled into motion had finally stopped moving. All was quiet now, Luna now frozen, in what seemed to be forever in-a-day because she had caught a glimpse of just the side of his face, distracted by his aura dancing in the shadows, and on the reflections of a ray of light in the sun where he stood. It was like seeing a positive and negative resonate together with a harmonic bond tethering the two. This would usually have an unbalanced adverse effect leaving that poor man's body a husk as used to be the conduit for this flow of these two immense E.E.A. (Energy.Entity.Algarythum.)signatures. She needed no equipment to detect the vibrations given off and although Luna Daze could not hear or feel, instead She could literally see the light patterns in a cosmic manifestation of those vibrations given off. Pretty much all the mythos vibrate and resonate at a frequency no human could possibly hear. Some dogs and most all cats, as well as Forest dwelling animals can emit as well as hear this frequency. It's like a dog whistle but so very much much more disruptive. Vibration and sound frequency travel across waves of polarized or non polarized particles. Waves of light tend to do so as well ,contradictory to sir isaac Newton's theory but supports Thomas Young's double slit theory tested in may of 1801. Luna could very much see the light patterns when they connected also known as aura's and she could see the two colorful wavelengths match up and ripple and flicker like the flames on a fire A "native" connected with an eagle(using what ever eagle can see transmitted directly to his own cornea and retna, at the time they are linked through trance) using a psychic bond like mirror imaging and a cell phone to a television. (eagle feather) Easy as the townsfolk referred to him could clearly see Vasillio better than if he were sitting right there earlier on that day. Easy could smell Vasi as Gaia breathed in his direction as far away as a standard household canine could smell but with the assistance of the wind carrying the aroma of a human exacerbated and drenched in sweat through means of perspiration. So far all easy knew was that he was human and that Gaia trusts him. Gaia is the name for the very essence of mother Earth. Natives as well as many other cultures are aware of the fact that the earth is alive and has a sentient energy capable of healing it's self and all it's occupants.so essentially when humans trash and pollute the world, they are cutting themselves off of their very lifeline. Easy policed the Forest and brought justice to any and all who commit crimes against nature. He could sense that Gaia had trusted Vasillio and eagle feather dare not challenge that. So he was off Easy's radar for now. Some sort of elf-like hooded creature hung one footed from a nearby tree branch as well. Although the sleek silent creature dressed like a human with a black hoodie pulled over it's head, the drawstrings pulled tight to cover whatever possibly grotesque or possibly beautiful face was watching from within the shadow with nothing but traces of E.E.A.signatures to hint at its true identity. Who knows whatever else could've been a spectator to the man (Vasillio)and Luna Daze,viewing first hand the dual life force conduits that radiated both simultaneously,it seemed as if he had fell victim to some sort of double possession, because the two coinciding auras that radiated exhibited a physical representation of joy being expressed through a beautiful light show that was unique and had never been seen before unless more than one entity decided to use a human host to accomplish whatever intervention it deemed excusable, in which case it's extremely rare and taxing and would probably kill the host or vessel and despite what humans think the gods don't typically view any one life worth more than the other god or beast, human, or asshole. Or if a celestial inhabits a mythos with a strong pre-existing E.E.A. signature this may be possible, but she detected not even a human flicker or of an aura that most people bleed what ever color they're feeling along the canvas of their lifespan, or maybe its more like whatever color yarn they weave in the fabric of time. With mythos and other highly resonating beings(mermaids, jin,fourth and fifth dimensional beings including visitors from other planets, beings representing the spirit of plants ? like Wachuma and Datura, beings of pure light or pure sound vibrations etc…) pretty much anything besides human are the most pronounced and the most vibrant. some humans show promise as they start taking care of their mind body complex, only to lose the footing they have begun with the great all inclusive connection with Gaia. As soon as they marry off and have kids, get mom and dad bods, graduate and stop studying, stop learning and fall victim to the perceived necessary "work until you die"ethics that society pushes on each other making most people feel depressed,anxious driving them to consume more products to ease the literal stressors. Bestowed upon them by the generations that raised them by a binary sexist, racist, chauvinistic, judgemental but "thou shall not judge" as they say, in self perpetuated judgemental debilitating cycles throughout the ages. (Luna's morning). Who was this man? daydreaming pet walking extraordinaire Luna wondered Who was that mysterious man whom had brought shadows with him unto the light? And surprisingly he showed no signs of spiritual or physical taxation that was perceivable yet. Sometimes warlocks would cast a spell to slow the effects of the body load in order to make deals with demonic energies to achieve temporary time dependent unstable power obtainment upon an agreement(Demons possess powerful yet severely unstable, violent, greedy energy).Vasillio wasn't a being of evil or ill will. He was a familiar energy to all that met him meaning he had a familiar face. Vasillio always reminded people of somebody they knew, it was one of his perceived gifts. Earlier Luna noticed a tension in the second before Vasillio turned his face to a familiar feeling of de ja vu. If she could have only seen his face. Luna was intrigued by this brief almost full face her memories held a visual to match the aura('s) she had seen surrounding engulfing Vasi's body. Luna puzzled herself knowing that she had never found another being attractive without first getting to know them first. When Luna conversed with people it would allow their aura to change in front of her many times,exposing their quite literal "true colors " to her usually upon first meeting. Either way there was definitely another aura present, like an old soul, it's essence expanded along time; Overpowering the other beautiful color present with unrecognizable shades of not quite silver or gold. Maybe something close to it? Definitely bright as hell! A light signature that was unstable but seemed to repeat or follow some erratic rhythm making it somehow stable in the end producing an elegant display. She daydreamed her way right thru the first half of her day. she had already returned the playful Seneptar back to the lady before she realized that she didn't have time to eat that morning. after running after that little problem with "Chancey" (the name of the Seneptar) she could tell her blood sugar was probably low because she was starting to feel hangry mixed with low body temperature. Since she had been waiting in that Forest to meet with a friend/work partner that never showed,she decided to go into the town and enjoy a good meal anyway. ..::Frozen in the moment, that day in the cafe::.. When Luna Daze walked into that vegan cafe she was struck by a man's eyes filled with wonder and something else, some kind of curious spark that clung out to her from across the room, as if by static electricity but instead of touch all it took was a look to give her a little zap. she had snapped out of her trance long enough for her to consider whether or not he had caught her staring at him; She opposed her first thought by noticing that he had been staring in her direction following her every movement through the glass upon entry. They both must have been having similar thought patterns because in a similar way they both first took a breath and started speaking only to stop themselves in order to let the other one finish, only nobody did. After a bit of silence her eyes fell down into her own lap afraid to look him in the eyes. Luna Daze would speak her mind if you crossed her, but because of her up bringing and a couple physically abusive relationships, she had emotional scars leaving her with doe in the headlights syndrome. her triggers presented themselves at different times in her life but usually only once somebody has gotten into her comfort zone. she had this thing about not talking over people along with being a people pleaser that would sometimes put her in this little box in her mind. In that space nothing she could say or do could fix whatever she thought she may have said or did wrong. He smiled a warm smile at her that made her feel like everything was gonna be okay. Luna rarely had that feeling on a good day. The silent game continued until she gave way to a smile that warmed Vasillio all the way to his heart, it was like her smile was competing with her radiant complexion over who got to shine brightest and it was close enough for a judge to be necessary. They both sighed in unison, eyes locked like long lost lovers to which of whom never met. Daddy! She let out in a breathy low seductive gasp. Wait what! She was already screaming at herself internally but staring at the floor. wondering if that really just happened, unable to accept reality. He confirmed it when he reached out and tried grabbing her hand. He had already managed to get out "you can just call me Vasillio" and proceeded to keep speaking, but was abruptly brought to a halt when she blurted out "not you" in an angry tone as she smacked Vasillio's hand away way harder than she needed to. Just then she saw the swirling show of light from his aura start out as it does, slow at first in the mist of situations and vague becoming more vivid. emotion being the catalyst or the propellent to see most clear aura's it would take a minute to get a read on this attractive man before her trying to attempt physical contact upon meeting. That's something she was so desperately starved for but instead blurted out " I have a boyfriend" well kind of." Cool " Vasillio said followed by" I don't" bringing that smile back just in time to reassure her, but it still couldn't stop her from going back into her vast headspace full of tour- ho-hold on ouuucchh! Vasillio's foot pushed the table back as he braced himself, leaning in to fight whatever force that was now pulling away the very hand that he had so playfully reached out to her with just a nano-second ago. She noticed a rope tied tight around his right forearm, as it constricted it made the veins on Vasi's arm surface and splinter under his skin like cracks on a windshield. I-ill b! Just then Vasillio slid a good six feet towards the back of the kitchen stopping himself with his other foot hooked around the side of the counter top.it seemed to stop him easy enough but she wondered why not just use your hands. His hands remained steady over his core as if he had been trying not to use them, excluding the moment before when he had used one of them to try and grab hers. Already in the entry to the back of the cafe Vasi turned and leaped out of sight towards whatever source tore at the rope attached to his hand. Just before he vanished from sight she saw a flicker of lights around Vasillio, it was these same two extravagant colors she had noticed in the woods, it was him! That partial look at the side of a face on the man in the woods. She had recognized his aura too, only now another color traced the outlined of the the two now coinciding auras. It was a third component in this already puzzling man's aura he composed. And it was one of Luna's favorite colors, purple.An attractive young woman came out to replace vasillio's position as barista, taking a look back and smiling in the direction Vasi had just retreated to. Luna wondered if that woman could be the wife of the man she had just met. She was an attractive woman of dark mocha glowing on her skin, with the waist of a belly dancer which she displayed by wearing an almost transparent mesh top, similar to club-wear and yoga pants. Even though they were a type of lounge clothing, her womanly figure filled them out in a way that left little to the imagination. Luna ordered her meal that was to be the first healthy meal she had eaten in weeks.