Author's Note: PLEASE READ THE 'NOTES FOR THIS CHAPTER' SECTION IN EVERY CHAPTER, IF YOU DON'T, YOU MIGHT MISS SOME IMPORTANT INFO THAT WILL YOU THROW YOU OFF COURSE WHILE YOU'RE READING!!! Okay, here we go. I know I have perhaps too many unfinished stories but I have no inspiration to finish them. I have to power to do so, but no new ideas have yet to take form. Anyway, this is a new story; I call it The Great One. It's Kyou Kara Maoh, as you obviously know since you're reading this.
Disclaimer: Yadda, yadda, yadda, I don't own it, everything belongs to its rightful owner…yadda, yadda, said owner is not me…yadda.
Summary: Shinou failed twice at containing them, but can he, with the aid of others, defeat them a third time?
Notes for this chapter: For this story, Greta is six years old even though the original story has her at around ten. Also, Rufus Bielefeld is Shinou's son, which makes him Shinou Bielefeld. I guess, in true KKM fashion, this will be a shounen ai or yaoi. Haven't decided but I'm leaning towards yaoi. Also, this story will be updated SLOWLY…which mean about once a week to once a month. School's a monster that I must conquer so wish me luck. Enjoy reading this measly chapter!
The Great One, Shinou, for all he was worth, could not figure out the raging ball of emotions and fire that was Wolfram von Bielefeld, his own descendant. Even that fact confused him greatly. Wolfram was his descendant.
Shinou shook his head to clear it of those confusing thoughts and focused on one. It had always been a mystery as to how to Bielefeld line continued. It was only him and his son, Rufus that were left of the family four thousand years ago. He had lost his wife when Rufus was about 16 and had been an only child and the rest of his family was killed by the Originators. That left only Rufus and Shinou knew that Rufus didn't have any children. Also, the first king's only child had died shortly before he himself left the world. So how could his name live on for thousands of years after?
As Shinou looked into the globe at his descendant, the mystery seemed to grow. Once again, there were only two Bielefeld members alive: Wolfram and his uncle, Waltorana whom Shinou had a great disliking to.
"How can you be alive?" Shinou murmured, his blazing blue eyes focused on the figure of his thoughts as he yelled at the current Maoh. He looked up when the Great Sage entered, a smile adorning his face.
"Shinou, how are you today?" Murata practically sang. Shinou's eyebrow lifted slightly as a small smirk played upon his lips.
"What's got you all chipper today?"
"I just found something to help you of your problem!"
"I have no problem," Shinou sniffed and went back to watching the glowing orb.
It was Murata's turn to quirk a brow, "Weren't you wondering how your family could continue into this time?"
Shinou stiffened before growling under his breath, "Remind me why I actually befriended your sorry ass."
"Well, I found an interesting book in one of Rufus's old trunks that are kept in the Treasure Room. It's a diary…Ophelia's diary."
Shinou spun around; his skin had turned a few shades paler. "You found her diary?"
Murata's face softened and he smiled sadly, "Yeah, it seems that somehow Rufus found it but never told you. I didn't read it, but here." The double black handed over an old, worn, but still ornate book with faded pink pages. The cover had only an O and a B, both in a fancy script with gold surrounding it. "I'll leave you to yourself, hopefully this would help."
Shinou, with his mouth open, only managed to nod. He had looked for this very book for millennia, literally. He had known that he and Ophelia were never the best couple. They loved each other, but they were never in love with the other. He knew that while she told him things, her deepest feelings and secrets were hidden away in her diary that she always hid so well. Slowly, he flipped open the book.
For hours, he read over her entries, her delicate handwriting displaying her true feelings, but one entry, new the middle of the book, made him pause and let out a shaky breath. It was interesting to say the least.
12 Yuri in the year of 583 in the age of the Originators
Dearest Confidant,
Today, though rather forlornly, I admit to you who keeps my thoughts hidden, that my suspicions were never unfounded. Today, I was walking, enjoying the warm breezes that appeared every now and then, when I saw our beloved son, Rufus, with the young maiden Ariel Juniper. Well, 'young maiden' isn't the best term for her since I doubt that she is still pure. I found them in a lover's embrace in an alcove in the gardens. Even though by our traditions that Rufus is an adult now, I know that my husband Shinou would lose his mind at the thought of his baby in such a relationship.
So, there was a chance that Wolfram was his many-great-grandson after all. Shinou was in the right mind to go back in time, if he had the power to do so, and kick his son right in the ass for this.
He was pretty sure that the long three hour talk he gave to Rufus when he turned sixteen would have set his flirting, wimpy son straight…WRONG.
Blonde locks fell into sharp blue eyes, oh yes; Wolfram and he were definitely related, no doubt lingered in his mind. That would also explain why it was so easy to possess him so many times.
Yes, but it also because of this that they were beginning to possess Wolfram as well.
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Wolfram walked down the large, gray, stone walled halls of Covenant Castle, at a brisk pace. Greta was happily skipping ahead of him, humming a tune that she had heard Yuri singing softly after his morning jog with her Uncle Conrad. The young princess, no older than six, ran around the corner and soon Wolfram was around the bend as well.
"Greta, what's the matter?" The fire mazoku paused by her side, a hand and settled itself in her thick and curly brown locks.
"Is that you Wolfram?" She pointed up to the large portrait of Shinou and Wolfram smiled slightly.
"No, that's Shinou, the Original King."
"Oh…he looks like you."
"Yes, many have said that we might be related."
Greta spun around; her cinnamon eyes sparkled in childlike fascination, "THAT'S WHY YOU'RE SO POWERFUL!!! Because you're related to The Great One, you have his great power and that's why you're so cool!!! And since you look like, that might be why all of the Shrine Maidens keep looking at you!"
Wolfram blinked, slowly, "Sure, let's go with that. But now, I do believe that we have lunch to attend?"
Greta nodded vigorously and made a sound of agreement before skipping away.
Wolfram did a quick check of his uniform to make sure it was in top order before walking after his daughter. However, he paused suddenly.
Slowly, his head turned to the portrait of Shinou and a wicked smirk warped his face, fangs protruding sharply. And no, they weren't there before.
"Soon, Shinou, we will rise back to power."
The blonde demon's eyes glinted from a dull green to a gleaming red before flashing back to their fiery emerald.
'That was odd, what was I doing again?' Wolfram looked a bit disorientated before Greta popped up out of nowhere.
"Are you coming to lunch Wolfram?"
"Yes," Wolfram called back and jogged briefly down the hall.
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Shinou's eyes widened before narrowing dangerously. Murata appeared behind him, a frown marring his face.
"How can that be? They should have been destroyed when you died."
Shinou growled deeply, "Damn them! How dare they? But they've already entered him, and I didn't even notice it!"
"What're you going to do?"
"What can I do? For right now, all I can do is to make sure that they don't come to full power, by keeping Wolfram in situations where his temper wouldn't flare."
"That would mean killing him. He's like Rufus, Shinou. That temper will flare even if he sees an ant look at him in what he thinks is a wrong way."
"Hopefully lunch wouldn't bring anything bad," Shinou left his sentence hanging in the air when he was Stoffel arrive in a carriage. "Oh shit, there goes that plan."
"I should head over to be the voice of reason. Normally Conrad would do that but since he has a temper that could just as bad Wolfram's, I better go for back-up."
"Wise choice my wise man," Shinou said wearily as he finger combed his hair.
"Maybe you should come too. Fresh air would do you some good." Shinou's weariness disappeared immediately, replaced by a childishness of epic proportions.
"YOU ARE A WISE MAN INDEED!!!"
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Murata sat down at the table, with a mini-Shinou in front of him on the table, a spell was making the little king invisible to everyone. Stoffel was seated in between Gwendal and Conrad so they could easily put him in place should the need arise.
"What brings you here, Lord von Spitzweg?" Yuri asked cheerfully as they were served.
"Ah, it concerns the borders of Shin Makoku and the human lands near Spitzweg."
"Do you think that we can discuss it after lunch, that way we have the proper information readily available to us?"
"Of course we can your majesty," Conrad casted his uncle a sharp look. His normally warm brown eyes glinted silver.
Wolfram paid anyone any mind; instead he focused on the spot right in front of Murata. His bangs covered his eyes, which were now a swirling red.
'Do not think that we cannot see you, Shinou.'
Shinou pulled back, a somewhat terrified look on his face that would have been comical in any other situation.
'Why are you here?'
'We believe that we have been waiting far too long. It's time that we flex our powers a bit. Our new host is marvelous. He's young and powerful, and besides, he is your descendant, and much like yours over four thousand years ago, his power is delicious.'
'You would do good to leave him be.'
'And what is it that you plan to do to us should we not obey? You failed at destroying us the first time with the boxes, and you failed the second time by killing yourself. Do you honestly believe that the third time is the charm?' Wolfram smirked slightly.
'Damn you, Originators.'