The Messiah and the Plague Doctor (Closed)

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Well, Mocha said in cold response, It takes lives to instill fear in the hearts of a patriarchal society. I know you all have been used to that little pretty-boy prince. That prince is now my slave, and I usurped his throne by right of feudalism. And, as you can tell, I am actually twenty years old, only using this body to have others think small of me.
~*~
The story detailed the miraculous asexual conception of a little red spaniel, who was told by her grandmother-- a series-specific character named 'Mono Fox'-- that she had to go on an adventure through time and space to save a seemingly insignificant white crane.
She traveled from as far back as the Big Bang to Earth's eventual reformation into a monarchist society, witnessing various historical events.
She always wondered about the crane, wondered if she had failed, and wondered if her feelings were something along the lines of love.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb continued to read, interested greatly by the analogy of his students search for himself. Finding the nearest seat, he fell into it as he read.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

The spaniel, having nothing to compare her feelings to, merely assumed that her feelings were devotion, and a need to succeed in her life mission.
As it seemed that all was lost, she eventually found him. After pinpointing the exact time of her rescue mission, she saved him from the herd of vultures who had intent to kill him, fending them all off with her tiny, but foreboding, teeth.
The crane was very confused by this; after all, dogs weren't present in the cold marsh, and this one had saved him for no reason whatsoever. He calmly pretended as if nothing had happened, and the little dog shyly watched from afar as he swam away in his pond.  

[Chandra Panesar]

I would almost rather hear that you enjoyed it. Your reasoning seems flawed and lacking. Lelune shrugs and continues his way home. Mocha had already lost his interest, though he supposed his family would still be gibbering about it when he arrived. It was not a pleasant thought; he certainly had nothing comforting to tell them. Mocha was not just cruel and violent, she was power mad and quick to display her control in as gory a manner as possible with little provocation.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb, only 45 pages into the novel, continued to read. He had become tuned out from the rest of the world around him, the novel continued to envelope him.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

You know it, Mocha said into his mind, as if reading his thoughts. And don't forget it.
~*~
The little spaniel then went to sleep, satisfied that, although the one she saved didn't know her journey, he would be safe. Only now did she realize that she did love the crane.
She went into a nice sleep a few feet away form the pond.
After she woke up, she was warm, and then realized that the crane was caressing her behind the ears with his beak. She wondered why, but then he was puzzled as to why she didn't love him.
The spaniel took this as a godsend, for her wish had come true, but she realized, with his unusual warmth, that she had just lost any memory of their love.  

[Chandra Panesar]

It hardly matters whether or not I remember such a pointless detail. It will make no difference in whether you kill me, whether you'd like to now or whether later suits you. Lelune replied flippantly without slowing his stride. I deny you the satisfaction of my fear. Go terrorize someone else, little tyrant.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb took a more comfortable position in the chair. He had not read a novel for entertainment since an odd book he had found named It. Giving no time to put down the book, he continued reading.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

Mocha did not reply, apparently bored with the conversation.
~*~
The spaniel told the crane, and he, hurt, wished her away, as the entire scenario was causing him pain.
The spaniel, realizing her life wasn't useful to the crane anymore, almost took a bite from a poisonous marsh mushroom, but the crane stopped her, insisting that there must be some way to solve it.
Apparently, the one had woken her up was an odd cicada who spent his days helping others. Her dream was actually the dark part of her mind acting on her desires without her knowing.
In dismay, the little spaniel went along with the relationship, knowing that, of course, the crane loved the fake, idealized her, not her for herself.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb unrelenting to the tale he held, continued to scan every page, obvious that he was alone in the room he was in or that he was even in a building.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

The spaniel, in her dismay, did everything in her power to please him. She cleaned muck from his marsh, caught him large, fat food-- for he was thin and weak-- and asked for absolutely nothing in return.
The crane, sad that he was sucked into his dream, slightly continued with his wish to pull the fishing hook out of his wing. The spaniel was perfectly capable at taking the hook out, and, although it caused him immense pain, the crane had resolved to pull it out himself.

The spaniel, overjoyed that he should care for a facsimile of her [albeit not her], always caressed his neck, and smoothed his feathers, detailing her love.

Then the bernese mountain dog came.  

[Chandra Panesar]

Lelune arrived at his home and bid his companion goodnight before slipping back into his bedroom. He cracked open the door to listen for any voices within the house. As he expected, they were all speaking of the radio announcement in quietly frantic voices. Well, he wasn't going out there. He'd rather not chat about some blood thirsty brat with power. Lelune kicked off his shoes and sat on his bed, legs crossed at the ankle.  

[Steel Jay]

Caleb held the novel with one hand, the other buried in his black robe. Turning the page with the thumb, the mask looked to the top of the next page.  

[Miss Lovely Rita]

[[Sorry Dae, cant think of anything ^_^;]]
The spaniel remembered him as a friend who had given her food, although he made her fight for it... against several much larger, violent dogs.
The mountain dog wished for the cute, loving, doting little spaniel to be his, as he deserved her more than some widower crane with a hook in his wing and odd plumage.
The spaniel barked out her dedication to the crane, and that anyone else would drive her to self-harm.

In secret, though, the mountain dog tormented the crane, telling him that the crane only loved his lost life-mate female crane, and that the spaniel was just some odd creature caring for him.
The crane denied all of these accusations, but knew in his heart that some of them were true.  

[Chandra Panesar]

((Not your fault. My character just isn't in the same place as any of yours.))
It was still too noisy. There were too many people. This was why he had gone out to begin with. Lelune became extremely frustrated. Boots went back on his feet and out of his window he went again. He was almost bored enough to seek out Tiny the Tyrant again, but decided against it. Where, then? Where did he want to go?