Chapter 4 Terrance
Holy Divine! I'm exposed!
What should I say now? Do I play stupid or admitting tell the General that I've been transmigrated into Celie? He knows Celie is dead!
General Wright patiently waited for a response, the rest of his platoon awaiting for the same answers. Their uniforms consisted of a wool dark blue coat with buttons, dark blue trousers, and most of them wore caps on their heads.
"I survived." Phuture mustered up a half true, Celie's body did survive after her death. But Phuture's soul now controlled her vessel, transmigrating into another world and time. "Now...can we talk about how we are goonna capture this island?"
General Wright chuckled. "You remind me of Harriet! Of course, thanks to you and your brother we're fully prepared to finish this shit off. The battle on Sandy Island will mostly consist of our naval forces until the end. The battles have been going our way and we expect their retreat soon. They're heavily outnumbered, you can just sit back while we capture Sandy if you like."
"Nah, I'm going in." Phuture quickly denied. "Go ahead and add me to one of those lil naval ship units."
After a few seconds of silence, General Wright patted Celie on the shoulder. "You're alright! I guess we better getcha' in uniform then! Somebody get this young lady an Union coat! Welcome to the Union, Celie Ward! Private Ward, lead your sister somewhere to change."
Terrance brought Celie along in a hurry to his tent, seperating her from the rest of the soldiers so she could change.
"I'll be right back." Terrance said, leaving the tent to recieve her Union uniform.
My spiritual energy is continually growing, I'll be able to use my Divinity soon at this rate. I could use the Divinity to head back home and return to my true vessel. But first, I want to make sure that Celie's family and friends are all free from this nightmare. She didn't deserve such a gruesome ending to her life, and I can pay it forward with saving many people as I can!
Terrance arrived back to the tent with food, clothing, and water.
Phuture jumped at the sight of food, grabbing the spoon and pot from his hands first and sitting aside to eat.
"Hungry, huh?" Terrance asked. "How long did they have you?"
Phuture shrugged, spoke between taking bites of her pot roast. "I don't know, lost track of time."
Terrance sat next to his sister and placed her clothes in front of her.
He handed her water once she realized the roast was still hot and she was eating too fast. She hadn't eaten in awhile and he could tell, but there was no telling everything they did to his sister.
Terrance said. "You know...you've done enough. You can just sit back and rest while we finish this off."
"Nah." She quickly denied again, finishing off her roast. "I'm gonna change real quick bro!"
Terrance spoke out before leaving the tent. "Alright, I'll be outside!"
Phuture removed her scrapped clothing and tossed it to the side, putting on the same dark blue uniform as her brother and The Union Forces.
She wore a smile and looked at herself in the mirror for the first time as Celie. Celie was a milk chocolate skin tone with bubbly wide brown skin, full lips, brown hazel eyes, and a small athletic build.
Her brother was definitely a foot taller than her, but Celie's physique showed that she'd been keeping up with her big brother.
Now, Phuture was going to workout Celie's body to where she truly surpassed her brother in strength. Back at her home, Planet Phuture, The Goddess always seeked to become stronger. She worked out with the same routine every day and night, keeping herself in shape and conditioned despite being one of the most powerful spiritual energy users of all time.There was just an unsurety if Celie's vessel could handle her training sessions.
Phuture dropped off her coat and wore the tee shirt as she began her workout with push ups. Her spiritual energy was beginning to flow more which meant she could obtain more strength, so she started off with five sets of one hundred.
Phuture wiped off sweat with her old clothes when she finished, then stretched her arms and legs before proceeding to her next workout.
Situps. Five sets of one hundred again.
Terrance peaked into the tent, witnessing his sister counting up as she worked out rapidly. She moved much quicker than he ever seen from anyone, man or woman. To see his sister was in such conditions, he could only assume it was her anger for the enemy that was driving her. Until something finally clicked in his brain, and he had an image of someone special to him doing the same workout. The extreme pace reminded him of someone dear, but he was still unsure if his eyes were deceiving him.
Terrance's head titled off while he was in thoughts, then he came into the tent to speak with his sister.
"You died." Terrance said. "You were captured and killed...Celie...don't lie. It's already been confirmed that you were killed, so there's no need to lie about anything. You can trust me."
Yo, what?
How could he possibly know? Am I truly giving it away this bad? Maybe easing down wasn't enough...I should've studied Celie more before pretending to be her!
Phuture remained silent, struggling on her decision rather to confess or not. Celie was in fact captured and murdered, and now The Divine Goddess controlled her vessel and lived through her.
"Not only were you killed Celie..." Terrance paused and thought his words through one last time before speaking. "You aren't Celie at all, are you?"
Phuture jumped up from doing her situps, she replied. "What are you implying?"
Terrance nodded, he said. "Do you have any remembrance of Celie's life?"
"No, no, no!" Phuture approached him and poked him in the chest. "Tell me, what in The Divine are you reffering to? What are you implying?"
"You aren't Celie, you are my wife..." Terrance continued. "Phuture."
Phuture shook her head and covered her mouth after the jaw dropped. "No, bullshit."
"I'm Dark, I could tell it was you from the beginning Goddess." Terrance grasped both her hands softly. He repeated his question. "You were eager for battle and to save other people, a trait that highly favors Phuture."
Phuture's mouth dropped, she never imagined someone could possibly guess her true identity with ease. The only beings who could do such a thing were her family members, or possibly even her biggest enemy. She never imagined it to truly be her husband, but she didn't like him being in Terrance's vessel.
"Do you have any rememberance of Celie's life?"
Phuture shrieked out an excited scream and jumped on Terrance, holding him tightly as he held her up. She didn't think the opportunity of having her family again would happen, but she was overly thrilled to find her husband just hours after waking up.
Terrance repeated, remaining calm and collected while his wife celebrated with inner joy. "Do you have any memories of Celie's life?"
Phuture hopped down from her husband, rolling her eyes to see him stil nonchalant as ever even in a different world.
"No...I can't even remember what happened to us!" Phuture answered. "I have reasons to believe brain trauma plays a factor to that. You remember Terrance's life?"
"Indeed." Terrance said. "He was captured along with you, but they killed you seperately from him. You guys weren't too far from each other...because he has memories of your screaming until it finished. When I woke...I searched around the woods until I ran into The Union Army. Your spiritual pressure is low...so I couldn't feel you."
"I can't feel your spiritual pressure either...what happened to us?"
"Valeur."
Valeur, a Divine God from their world, he was a master of all elements that made the universes.
Dark and Phuture were both activately battling against him at war, but it seemed they had both been killed and sent off to another world.
"How could he kill me? I am the ruler of Divine Life!" Phuture shouted. "So-"
"No." Dark cut her off, he said. "He didn't kill us, he simply sent our spirits to another world."