Demi
I own my rotten brain only!
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The deal with being a Demi is rather funny and stupid at the same time, because you're half-human and half-not. The blood of Hel coursed through her veins, Fukuzawa Yumi grew up in the battlefield and her first word was victory. Along with her cousin, Nijō Noriko, a forgotten child between Fenrir and a mortal, both raised by hunters. Growing up, the young cousins exuded inhuman abilities and earned their nicknames as: Death and Beast. Like their godly parent, Yumi could come and go as she pleased while Noriko could easily transform into a ferocious wolf with ease. Though at a younger age, their ability makes them the outcast amongst the children and they had a hard time controlling it until their teenage years.
"A toast to our two finest warriors!" the captain of the group said over the campfire. Mugs filled with ale, the men cheered and chugged it down in a single gulp. A group of 20 men raising 2 baby girls until they're both at a coming age, but thanks to being raised by them the girls acted more like men than the boys at their age. They'd take down quite a few monsters around the area and had camped for the night; tomorrow they would head to town to claim their rewards.
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"You kidding me," Yumi murmured looking up at the gigantic earthen golem a few yards from her and Noriko. "That thing is HUGE," Noriko said staring at the thing's massive hands. "You're right, that's one HUGE *beep*!" the captain added looking at the thing that hung between the golem's legs. "..." the cousins just sweatdrop at the man's comment.
"Ah, shit..." Noriko groaned grabbed her side as she leaned against the tree. While she took on the golem and her cousin busied taking out the troops with the rest of the group, someone had shot her with a magic blast that tore through the golem and onto her. "Come out, come out, wherever you are..." a sing-song voice said. "Dammit, Yumi where are you...?" Noriko's mind called out to her cousin as she pushed herself up and headed deeper into the woods. Though she didn't go far before she collapsed from the wound on her side, pushing herself onto her back she waited for the inavitable to come.
"Got you..." the same sing-song voice but the face in Noriko's vision field looked terribly ugly. The long chin, hooked nose, blotchy complexion, terrible wrinkles, and bugged-out eyes, the woman looked as though she's ancient, she stood there holdingh her staff over Noriko. Incredibly, the butt of the staff was covered by a sharp metal like the tip of the spear that the recruits or knights would normally used.
The sound of metals clicking together caused Noriko tried to focus her attention harder to clear up her blurry vision. "Fuck off you old prune," Yumi said standing behind the woman with her scythe inching from the woman's throat. She didn't wait for a reaction from her enemy before pulling on the scythe, no, Yumi decapitated the woman as soon as the last word left her mouth. Blood spurted out like a fountain while the head went rolling along as the body jerked violently before dropping down onto the ground next to Noriko, twitching for a few seconds more and then went limp.
"Let me have a look," Yumi said once she dragged the body away from Noriko. Letting go of her side, Noriko let her cousin pulled her shirts up to view the true extend of the wound, she hissed when she felt Yumi placed her hand over the wound. "Be still," the girl with mocha eyes ordered as her other hand touched the grassy ground. Borrowing the power of nature, Yumi healed her cousin's wound but only to a certain extend as she's still new to the whole healing business. Warmth washed over Noriko's body, the pain eased away and the sensation of something icy cold was felt and she jumped at that.
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"Your hand always that cold?" Noriko asked as her cousin helped her back into town, knowing the others always went to collect the rewards and spending it at a tavern somewhere. "Only when I'm channeling," Yumi replied looking for a road sign for a tavern. "Glad this place doesn't have a brothel," Noriko commented as they turned into the Happy Tavern. "What do you know, it's a tavern and a brothel..." Yumi drawled out seeing how their adoptive father and 19 uncles fondling half-naked women that serves them their drinks. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Noriko fumed stumbing inside without the need of Yumi's help as her anger made her forgot her pain.
"Oh for the love of Odin, she's going to kill them for real one of these days..." Yumi sighed before entering the place. Things crashing, women screaming and men begging for mercy lasted exactly for five minutes, and then all calmed down with the men sitting (on their knees) at the corner of the other side of the room sulking while Noriko kicking back having foods and drinks served to her by the women. Upon seeing Yumi, Noriko flashed her a grin and invited her to join, joining her cousin she did while ignoring the men's pleading to be back at the table.
Once again, the girls taught the men a lesson, the one that did the works gets the rewards while the ones that didn't get nothing. Unlike the mens, the cousins doesn't touch the women in ways the men does, Noriko wouldn't mind being served by those women but Yumi mostly preferred to pour her own wine. No matter how angry Noriko was with the men, she would make sure that they got good foods and wines later on and a fair share of the remaining reward after the bills. It was the life, a dangerous kind of life the cousins led but it's one they wouldn't trade it for all the money in the world. After all, the thrill of adventures and facing death constantly are what makes their life fun (to them).
A/N: Woot! Feeling a bit hyper.. and thought to do something that is totally OOC for the MgM casts! -grins and waits for the flames- Well, I'll work on other one when my brain for that one decided to work again (sowwy). Hope y'all enjoy it. Ja~