Heya folks, here's my FIRST fanfiction in English. Please understand that I'm French, meaning that my primary language is French, and that there is a high possibility that you will come across some mistake from me. Thank you.
Daughter of the sun, children of the storm.
Prologue
Unknown to many, several dimensions exist, all of them including their own versions of planet Earth and all of them accessible from one and another. A different pantheon of gods rules each of those dimensions, and those gods are burdened with the charge of maintaining the balance between the divine's powers and the Mankind.
In one of those dimensions, the two primordial beings to first emerge from the chaos responded by the names of Izanagi and Izanami, the god of creation, light and yang, and the goddess of destruction, darkness and yin.
Together, Izanagi and Izanami created the Earth, the landscapes and multiples life forms. Izanagi and Izanami gave birth to multiples gods, or kamis.
But unfortunately, Izanami died after giving birth to Hikamui, god of all forms of fire, and protector of humanity, alongside many of his siblings.
Devastated by the lost of his wife, Izanagi went to the underworld, asking his son Shinigami, god of death and guardian of secrets, for the chance to see his wife one last time. Shinigami accepted, under the sole condition that his father was forbidden to lay eyes on Izanami. But Izanagi couldn't resist the temptation. And the moment he opened his eyes, Izanami transformed into a terrifying demon, a rotten living corpse filled by hatred and darkness, that sudden transformation gave birth to the worst abomination known upon those lands: the Juubi.
Barely escaping, Izanagi senses felt violated. He decided to purify himself into a river. From that bath, came to life several others kamis. Among them, the five sacred lights: Amaterasu, goddess of the sun and the sky, Tsukiyomi, god of the moon and the night, Kagutsuchi, god of earth and volcanoes, Susano'o, god of storms and natural disasters and Ryuujin, the great dragon, god of the sea and sea's depth. Those five gods were the strongest, and also the ones chose to wield the most terrifying weapons created:
The Yata mirror, the Yasaka no Magatama, the Kusanagi no tsurugi, the Ao-shōdama and the Enkai-yari.
Unfortunately, Shinigami and Emma'o, the god of hell and judgement, couldn't contain the Juubi eternally. And the monster eventually escaped hell, wrecking havoc on the surface, erasing landscapes, levelling cities, and burning forests. The only hope of humanity was the gods, their armies of yokai, the demi-god Rikudō, son of the goddess Kannon, and the Bijuus, nine creatures created by Rikudō in order to fight the Juubi. But gods are not invincible, and many of them died fighting the Juubi. Knowing that despite all the efforts put in the war, the Earth was condemned, Izanagi used his powers to send his surviving children, the remnant of humanity and the countless yokai into a dimensional gate, and gave to his children an orb of crystal containing a part of his and his wife's essence. Alone, and determined to erase his own mistake, Izanagi, god of creation, father of the kamis, fought the Juubi until his last breath, utterly destroying the Earth in the process. As he died, the crystal orb he gave to his children shattered, and that way came to life a pair of babies, twin siblings, a little girl with silver hair, grey eyes and white skin, and a little boy with black jet hair, blue eyes and tanned skin. Kami and Yami, the news gods of light and darkness.
The kamis, however, weren't safe yet. The Juubi, while weakened to half of his power, managed to reach the dimension where they were hidden. Despite the fact that there were other gods in that dimensions, the kamis didn't bothered to make contact with them and ask them for help. The Olympians, that was their name, weren't even award of their presence yet.
And in one and sole battle on the surface of the moon, the kamis, the nine Bijuus and Rikudō faced the Juubi in a gruesome and merciless fight to the death.
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His breath hitched. His force was slowly leaving him; the air was heavy for him. Not that there were any oxygen on the surface of the moon anyway. White flames danced around his arms, luminous kanjis appeared on his torso, evidence of the terrible power he was gathering. Tired and wounded, Hikamui, god of fire, knew that he was living his last minutes as he prepared himself for what he intended to do.
"Ô flames which burn and cure! Ô flames of the stars protect and encase! Blazing barrier!"
He extended his arms in a cross-like fashion, letting scorching tendrils of fire flying out of them, forming a barrier between his siblings, and himself… with the Juubi, still struggling against Rikudō's binding seal. His siblings, the kamis, were laying on the moon's soil, out of breath and the Bijuus were not in better shape. Even stamina freaks like Hachiman, Susano'o and the Bijuu Kurama were struggling against exhaustion. Each of them was powerless, worn-out, and couldn't do much but watch what he was doing. Except for one of them.
"Nii-san!"
He sighed. Unaffected by the fire, a little goddess crossed the wall, and ran to him. She was petite, has mid-length unruly white hairs, beautiful cat-likes blue eyes, wore a red kimono with a black sash and was bare footed.
"Inari… you shouldn't be there, back-off."
"No!" She sobbed, gripping his clothes "Asura-nii is dead… Tashigami-nii is dead… Shaka-nii is dead… Yukionna-nee is dead… Ōokami-nee is dead! I don't want to lose you too nii-san!" she cried between tears.
At that point, Hikamui himself struggled to keep his owns tears. Inari was his favourite, his beloved little sister. He practically raised her himself. And seeing her like that, knowing that he won't be here fore her anymore decimated him.
Kneeling, he hugged her. She returned the hug.
"Imouto, listen to me please…" he whispered, "There is no other way. I have to do it. If I don't, not only you, but our siblings and that Earth will be in danger, and I doubt the locals gods will be enough to stop the Juubi."
That made the little goddess cry ever more.
"Nii-san…" she sobbed miserably. Then Hikamui gently broke the hug, before forming a tendril of fire, which grabbed the little goddess "I love you." he gently with a sad smile, making her eyes to widen. And, before she had time to protest, the fire put her away, directly into the arms of Hachiman, god of war.
The young goddess began trashing into the iron grip of her older brother.
"Please, take care of her…" Hikamui told his brother, who nodded while firmly kept Inari in his arms.
"No! Hachiman let me go! LET ME GO!" She cried " HIKAMUI!"
The cry of despairs broke Hikamui's hearth, but he still focused his eyes on the monster in front of him. The Juubi, the monster that killed his father and so many of his siblings, was still struggling against the seal, snarling and hissing. The beast was award of his presence, and kept fixing the god of fire with his sole eye.
The god of fire closed his own eyes, his breathing becoming slower.
The heat around him then began to rise tremendously, his entire being engulfed in white-hot flames. His eyes snapped open, revelling golden orbs of fire, burning with both rage and determination. All that was left of him was a mass of living fire, which scorched the very coldness of space, charring the soil beneath his feet.
"This is the end monster." He said, his voice deep and distorted. The other Kamis and the Bijuus watched as their brother and comrade irradiated with power.
"For too long we fought you. For too long you killed our siblings. For too long your atrocities were unpunished. This ends NOW!"
The flames raised even higher, the heat becoming unbearable. "Inari-chan…" he thought "Forgive me…" he rose his arms. "Emperor of the sky! Ô flames of the stars! Take my life as your fuel and consume my enemy!"
The flames began to take shape, finally forming a blazing giant armoured soldier, bending his eight arms of pure fire.
"My name is Hikamui no kami! God of fire and protector of humanity! I am your death!"
In a terrifying roar, the Juubi finally freed himself, rushing into the blazing entity, as if it was to respond Hikamui's challenge.
"You…" In his last breath, Hikamui, last born of the first generation, said: " …you…shall… not… PASS! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
In a last deployment of power, the two titans collided.
In the chaos of that gruesome fight, the voice full of despair of a young goddess could be heard.
"NII-SAN, NOOOO!"
Note: I want you to know that the names of the gods and their roles are the ones I found in books. In french. And no, I didn't copy the Lord of the rings, band of geeks ;)