In the late afternoon, the Cheetah named Iris traveled to Temple of Time with Anyae the Owl, Blackbird the Lone Cheetah, and Rune the Tabby.
Upon entering the Temple, the air around them became icy. Anyae, who flew overhead, shuddered slightly, attempting to hide her fear. Not that they could blame her, this was the Temple in which creatures of nightmare roam free.
Blackbird and Iris continued on, faring far better then the others. They continued onwards, deeper into the ancient Temple until they slowed to a stop before six statues.
"The black cheetahs.. They were made to protect the Guardian, weren't they?" Iris questioned the younger cheetah beside her.
"Yes. They used to follow her everywhere until her mother passed, then she sent them to guard the Omnis Mundi. The traitor. Stay, I'll wake them." Blackbird replied, stepping closer until she was standing directly in front of them.
"Râd wægn scînfeld, l¯æcan hêan duguð st¯ænan hwæt ûser. Hire of hê ben¯æman ûs of pro ic unswicen, hwæðere êower scêad. Tôêacan and êow edstalian dôð foreweard." She chanted, her eyes flashing red when she finished speaking.
There was silence, as the group waited with batted breath. When nothing happened, Rune opened his mouth,"Well that was anti--"
He was interrupted by a rumbling sound, as the stone statues crumbled to the ground, sitting in their place were six real, identical black cheetahs whose eyes glowed blood red.
"Nope, spoke too soon." Rune squeaked, hiding behind Iris. Blackbird, however, stared straight at the largest cheetah, speaking only one word.
And they did, leaping from their places and trotting out of the Temple in synch, without so much as a glance towards the others.
A young, white haired girl sat on a bench inside a park close to Rosenberg Medical Center, Marilyn the nurse reading to her.
Listening intently, the girl fiddled with the silver bracelet with a large lavender 'ß' engraved on the top.
It had been there since the day she'd arrived at the hospital, and no one had been able to remove it, no matter who tried.
The people at Rosenberg had told her she had Amnesia, and had tried to find her family, but had no luck. A few days after they gave up, Nurse Marilyn had volunteered to care for her until someone was found.
She had been living with her for two days now, and although the nurse was very kind and spent as much time as possible with Sen, she couldn't help but feel terribly lonely.
".. The End." Marilyn finished, placing 'Olga Da Polga' on the bench beside her, and when she heard no reply, she turned to look at Sen.
She was sitting with her chin on her palm, looking with mild curiosity at a magpie, who seemed just as curious as her.
What she saw next astonished her. The girl held out her hand, palm up, towards the magpie, and mimicking it. Then, the little bird flew towards her and nestled into the palm of her hand, pecking her bracelet, before looking up at Sen innocently.
And, moments later, the girl was swarmed by birds of all kinds, nestling in her hair, pockets, hands and knees, anywhere they could reach. And she just giggled.