Jyu-Oh-Sei: Flight of the Angels
by DFA
Just because I promised it to Princess de la Luna, I'm writing this! It's just the first chapter though, so you guys might have to wait before it's updated... I'm trying to finish writing the ENTIRE story in one day, but it's impossible!! DX But I will do my best!! -salute- This is also a mini block-breaker for me, so if my writing goes off track or is terrible, you know what to blame!
Dedicated to Princess de la Luna, who pressed me so often that I feel kinda guilty for not posting this up sooner! :( Hope it's up to par!
Disclaimer: Jyu-Oh-Sei belongs to its owner, who is not me. All rights belong to said owner (whose name I don't know and can't be bothered to remember...).
Warning: Because it's been ages since I first watched the show, the dialog will be different! If anyone can give me the correct dialog, I'd really appreciate it. But for now, bear with me and my made-up dialogues! I'll try to keep it the same as much as I can, but things and places may have different names. Rated T for a reason (and also because I just can't bring myself to put a lot of gore and other M-rated stuff in this – sorry). Title may change!!
Also, I changed Riyu's appearance slightly, and her profile, so check it out. :)
The pictures will be out as soon as my camera returns from the dead. Which is probably never. So you'll have to wait til I get a new one.
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.:Jyu-Oh-Sei: Flight of the Angels:.
Chapter One
It's only been a few days... but it already feels like centuries. Where am I? Thor... Rai... This is my fault, isn't it? I'm sorry. I didn't think... I wish... I wish I listened to Mom and Dad. I wish... we hadn't...
Gomennasai... gomen.
Watashi...
... I will protect them like I couldn't protect the both of you.
I promise.
--
One week earlier...
"Thor, Rai, where're you going?"
Thor looked up at his older sister, Sora Nyx. The strikingly pretty girl watched them with beautiful ruby eyes that were more often than not sparkling with mischief and unbridled wildness. Thor often thought that he was the oldest of the family... Sora often acted like their age, if not younger.
"Out."
Sora raised one eyebrow. "Are you going to learn about the home planet again?"
The twins exchanged guilty looks.
Their older sister by about six years sighed and waved them away, turning back to her work. "I don't even want to know how many times you two have been there..." they heard her mutter under her breath as they slipped towards the door. "It's like you two can't live without that place. Which you probably can't... Just get out of here."
A short, amused laugh escaped Rai's mouth as the door closed, leaving their elder sister alone in the big flat.
--
-In Chimaera-
Ochre Ring
"Hey, Sen, when's Third coming back?"
Sen looked up at the caramel-haired twelve-year-old and smiled. "I'm not sure, Riyu. He'll come back when he comes back. You know that."
Riyuna sighed, missing her father figure. He was the one person she knew she could trust, despite his slippery nature. It wasn't that she didn't like Sen, who was the 'nanny' who looked after her – she was close to her – but no one seemed to understand her in the way Third did.
"Don't worry! He'll be fine," Sen assured the girl, thinking that she was upset because she thought Third was hurt. Well, she might be, but she knew he could take care of himself. He's been here almost all his life, after all.
The girl leaned back and closed her eyes.
Someone knocked on her door, and Riyu sat up suddenly, a smile lightning up her delicate features. "Third!"
The dark-haired man poked his head in. "Riyu, it's late. You should be sleeping."
"I was waiting up for you."
"You're worse than Chen. At least she fell asleep waiting up for me. I didn't even know she was here until I saw Tiz wandering around."
"I'm younger than her."
"Which means you should sleep earlier." Lips turned up at the corners, Third strode over to the girl and tucked her in. "Go to bed, Yuna. I need to talk with Top."
"About what? Can I come with you?" Riyu asked, blue-green eyes shining with the eagerness of a child. Third shook his head.
"Sorry, Yuna, it's Top-talk. You know you hate that."
He's right, as usual, so Riyu sighed and gave in. Third kissed her forehead. "Night, Yuna."
"Night, Third."
Sen, who was watching them, allowed a smile to spread over her face. The bond between the both of them were almost like father and daughter – only they looked completely different.
But still, it was good that Riyu had someone that looked after her, even if it was someone like Third.
--
-back on Juno-
The flat
It was eerily quiet.
Too quiet.
But that was what probably happened when Sora abandoned her silly pranks and jokes and stopped blowing things up for fun.
And also when Thor and Rai were out... it tended to be quieter than normal.
The sixteen-year-old put down her pen and stretched, eyeing the seven pages she'd just written. Her hand was cramped, so she massaged it, then stood, taking out the earphones she'd stuck in her ears so she could listen to some music while she was studying. "Mom? Dad?"
There was no reply from her parents, so she assumed they were busy with their researching. Cricking her neck and pressing her hands on the small of her back until a satisfying crick was heard, she wandered over to the kitchen to get a drink.
A movement caught her ruby-coloured eye, and Riyu's head snapped around to stare into the shadows. That's funny... Who would be in their flat besides her parents? Unless Thor and Rai were back and wanted to play a trick on her...
She grinned. She wasn't falling for it again.
"Thor, Rai, come out come out wherever you are!" she sang, stealthily making her way over to the darkness, her hand fumbling for the light switch. "I'm not falling for that again, you two, so you can just give it up."
Then she tripped over something big, hard and warm. It was so sudden that for a moment while she was falling she didn't do anything. Then, she flung out an arm to break her fall, and gasped when she felt indescribable pain, as well as heard the sound of something cracking. Shit.
Sora scrambled into sitting position, clutching her wrist to herself and mumbling curses all the while, and gazed down at the thing she tripped over.
Her eyes widened and something twisted in her gut.
Her mother lay there, still and unmoving. Like she was dead.
"Mom!"
She reached for her mother's hand, ignoring the scream of pain that came from her wrist, and felt for her pulse.
Nothing.
Sora cursed loudly, and turned to see her father also slumped on his desk. She reached over to check if he was alive when the door opened and in came in her twin brothers.
"Something's wrong, Thor," she heard Rai say.
"Sora's probably going to scare us."
"We'll catch her this time, right Thor?" Rai looked up to his older twin a lot.
"Thor! Rai!" Sora called to them, urgency plain in her voice. The twins noticed it too, and went over. "Sora, what's wrong—"
Wordlessly, the older girl gestured towards their parents, ruby eyes filled with worry.
We're orphans now.
A wordless cry escaped Rai, but Thor just stood there, obviously shocked. Then, he looked to one side and frowned. "What's tha—"
The sound of metal against concrete cut him off. A small can was rolled in the middle of them. A gentle ticking came from the can, counting down the time until its contents were released.
For a minute, they all stood there, frozen and unable to speak.
Then, the ticking stopped and thick white gas escaped the can, immediately filling the room with its sleepy air.
"Don't breathe!" Sora tried to scream, but it was too late. Rai collapsed, his blue eyes closing. His head hit the ground, and he was out.
Thor was smarter. He reached to pull up his shirt... but then made a mistake of breathing in. He fell with his brother, out before he hit the floor.
Sora felt the effects of the gas take hold on her as well. Her eyelids fluttered. No, I've got to stay awake. They took Mom and Dad, I can't let them take Thor and Rai as well... but who are they?
Despite her protesting mind, she fell to her knees and slumped over the corpse of her mother. The last thing she remembered thinking was: I will have my revenge.
--
Back to the present
Ruby-red eyes fluttered open and fixed on the canopy of leaves above her. What a strange house. Who even thought of making roofs of leaves? It wouldn't hold against the elements.
Sora let her eyes travel over the roof, tracing each leaf until she heard a cynical, sardonic voice that clearly patronized many people.
"Good, you're awake."
She turned her head to look straight at a boy about a couple years older than she was. He had brownish-yellow hair and violet eyes, and bandages encircled his lower arm.
Sora tried to sit up, and a flash of pain in her left wrist alerted and reminded her of what had happened. She gasped, and shot up. "Thor! Rai!"
"They're here as well. Calm down."
"I want to see them!" Her voice bounced over the walls, echoing strangely.
"Would you shut up?" the boy snapped. "People are sleeping here."
"It's daytime," she pointed out, but lowered her voice anyways.
"It's always day. Until night comes."
"And how long will that take?"
"About a hundred days."
"Very funny."
"Do you see me laughing?"
They exchanged glares.
Sora backed down first, and sighed. "Where're my brothers?" she asked again.
The boy's lip curled. "Sleeping. I told you."
"No you didn't."
"Yes I did."
"Did not."
"You like to argue, don't you?"
"And you enjoy being an arrogant prick."
Sighing, the boy turned away, muttering something under his breath. "Your brothers are in the hollow next to you. The weak one was bullied for-"
She bristled. "My brothers aren't weak."
"The younger one is."
"Rai is not weak. Thor is just strong, that's all."
"Whatever. He spilled the water."
"So?"
"Water is hard to come by here, Princess."
Sora lifted her lip slightly in a warning snarl. "It's Sora, Your Highness."
"And it's Zagi to you. Lord Zagi if you want, but Zagi works fine."
Under her breath, Sora hissed to him, "Prick."
He chuckled, and beckoned to her. "Can you stand up, Princess?"
She tried, and had to sit down again when a wave of nausea passed through her. Damn motion sickness. How the hell did I come here without throwing up?
The boy – Zagi – walked over and held out a hand to her. "Come on."
"Fuck off." Sora stood up and glared at him, squaring her shoulders. "I don't need your help," she snapped. Zagi raised his eyebrows, and Sora had a feeling that she was playing his game, whatever it was. "Just take me to my brothers."
He pushed her back and she gasped when she hit the wall. He loomed over her, dark eyes feral and furious. Sora cringed back visibly. This one's dangerous, something inside her spoke, humour laced in every word. Best stay away, huh Nyx?
Shut up.
If you say so.
Sora groaned to herself. Great, now I'm talking to myself.
They say that talking to oneself is the first sign of madness, the voice offered.
Sora growled. I thought I told you to shut up.
Yes, Princess. She felt the presence she hadn't realized was in her head fade away, and she immediately began to doubt her sanity. What the hell is wrong with me?
Zagi was staring at her. Uh oh. Blushing time.
She turned red.
"I do not," he spoke clearly and slowly, as if talking to a small child, "respond well to orders."
"So how do you respond then?" Sora said before she could stop herself. Curse you, mouth.
They also say that cursing one's mouth is another sign of insanity.
Shut. Up.
There was no answer but a low, husky laugh that reverberated in her head. I am going insane.
Zagi's lip curled. "You'll find out one day." With that, he pushed himself off her, and beckoned her to follow him. "Come on, and hurry up with you. I don't have all day."
"And by 'day' you mean sleeping time."
"That's right."
Smiling despite herself, Sora followed the boy to see her brothers.
He could be nice when he wanted to, but somehow, Sora preferred his alter ego over his nice self. Because, after all, all girls liked a challenge.
Yeah, this chapter's mainly about Sora. Riyu had a small part, but she'll get a bigger one in the next chapter. Hopefully! For now, it's about Sora and the twins.
Decision is made: about fifteen chapters! All chapters will be written today and tomorrow, and posted up each week... or each day. Depends on my mood.
On a randomer note, it's raaaaaaaaaaaaining here.
And I should stay away from skittles.
But they're addictive.
Hmm...
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