Behold the Hakurei: A New Fantasy 3
Behold the Hakurei
Chapter 1: A New Fantasy
Out from Leona's corpse drifted a faint golden light, invisible to all but a select few in Gensokyo. The light flew up toward Hakugyokurou. As it approached the giant sealed door, it silently slid open, the great doors parted just enough for the wisp of light to fit through. The wisp of light darted for the door and a hand pulled out of a gap and grabbed it.
Yukari floated out of the gap as she held the wisp of light. "Ah, a solar spark," Yukari said with a toothy grin, "I haven't seen you in quite some time. Not since that war from long ago." The wisp burned in her hand. "Ah, sorry. Just an old woman caught reminiscing. Anyway, I am Countless Purple Clouds. You've been naughty, little solar. Coming to my world, upsetting my balance, and killing my friends. I suppose I can't blame you, you're doing what you're made to do, but you know this goes against the pact made between your emperor and I."
The spark flared up, and words echoed off it. "You dare question my actions? I am Glorious Lion of Heaven, exalt of the zenith. Hear my words and obey."
"You and your drama," Yukari said with a roll of her eyes, "You know, I still hold power within the courts of Yu-Shan. This barrier was made to prevent your kind from getting in here, yet it opens for you. This means you have done something very wrong. Soon, your ugly, bloody world will come creeping into mine. Know this, little exalt, if I see Deathlords, Yozi, or Neverborn outside this door then I will trap you within my gaps till the end of time. Now run along little exalt, I have people to talk to."
"What door?" Flandre asked.
"I will show you," Yukari said, "And I will get a team of incident resolvers to travel through it. Sakuya will be with them, the Scarlet Devil Mansion needs to show power now."
"Am I not powerful enough?" Flandre asked, "Should any youkai act up I could easily crush them."
"You are certainly mighty," Yukari said, "But the youkai need to see that the strength of the Scarlet Devil Mansion hasn't weakened. You will need to keep Sakuya by you at all times, show them the throne hasn't wavered. Repair the mansion, make your presence known, keep your gate guard out at all times, show them that the mansion is still strong." Yukari turned away from Flandre and floated away. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to collect a someone. I believe she will be a great help in retrieving your sister."
"Yukari, listen," Flandre said, "I don't care who you send or wherever you're sending them. Just bring my sister back."
"Alright then," Yukari said, ducking into a gap, "Give me a moment and I will gather the rest of the team."
***Deep Down***
In a castle carved from bones sat a massive, metal juggernaut of a man. He rested on a stone throne, wearing black plate armor that covered his entire body and held a massive greatsword in one hand. The sword was pitch black, a massive, screaming skull made the hilt and visions of death swam around the blade.
"Do you feel that," the man said, sitting motionless as air cold curled out from his visor, "A world hidden from my view has yet to feel my sting. Now, I can see it; now, I can crush it."
A woman sat next to the throne, bound in chain and dressed in rags. Her body, once beautiful, had been ravaged by starvation. Her long, flowing red hair hung from her head in a mat and her once pristine skin was pale and covered in scars. Despite all the pain and suffering she had faced, her eyes shone with great, unbroken fury. "You think you can just march against them? You cannot leave the underworld and your armies will fall against the might of the realm." The woman said.
"Might of the realm," The man echoed. He did not move, but a creaking noise could be heard beneath his helm as his gaze shifted to the woman. "In one night, my spies found you, beat you, and brought you to me. Your empire now spirals deeper and deeper into oblivion, struggling to hold itself together as your most trusted nobles fight amongst each other to replace you.
Should your realm fight my army, I doubt I would even notice their presence. Besides, you know how that fight would end." The man lifted a ironclad boot and rested it on the woman. The woman struggled against the weight, desperately trying to keep it from crushing her. "My army will crush them underfoot, as I am you."