Eternity's Heir: Hello! Welcome to Eden no Yume (Dream of Eden) This is my first Yami no Mastuei fanfic story! I want to thank AnimeAngelRin for betaing this story for me! Arigatou!
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Disclaimer: Eternity's Heir does not own Yami No Matsuei, in any way, shape, or form.
--If a tenshi turn their back on Kami-sama, they can never enter Eden. Or so they say.--
-Prologue-
A long dark hall with dark red curtains lining the floor-to-ceiling windows. These curtains revealed sunlight just outside the covered panes, but none of the golden light was visible in the interior of the hall. In fact, the only light visible was from the thousands of floating candles lining the hall. The floor was made of dark cherry wood. Further down the hall the floating candles form a circular pattern around a large throne. The throne in question is elaborately decorated in red and gold with rubies placed in various spots around it. In this throne there is a tall male with long black hair cascading down to the floor. Most of his face is hidden in shadow, his eyes closed, dark lashes lying delicately on top of his high cheek bones. His pale pink lips are formed into a half frown as is his brow. He is adorning a black kimono with golden cranes on it. In front of him lay two dark red sitting pillows. Faint footsteps can be heard heading in the direction of the throne, light, steady, feminine steps. The male slowly opens his eyes revealing a deep golden color. A female figure comes into focus; she was sitting on the left pillow, head bowed slightly.
"Enma-sama."
The female speaks softly, raising her head. Her figure fully comes into view. She was tall, slender, and very pale; her long red hair was falling straight down her back. The girl's eyes are a brilliant scarlet, her face is thin but healthy. She is wearing a red kimono with a thin black sash across her waist.
"Ayasia-san."
Enma says softly, his head tilted. At the mention of her name a slight blush passes over her face.
"Enma-sama, Tsuzuki-sama said that he would be here shortly." Ayasia pauses, "But he mentioned to me that it was odd for you to call a meeting so suddenly. I must say I agree with him, so why?"
Enma closes his eyes for a moment before opening them again.
"Enma-sama?"
"Do you not trust me Ayasia-san?" He asks with a soft and loving smile on his face.
Concern and worry begin to creep onto the red head's features; her back goes stiff, eyes wide.
"IYA! Enma-sama...I...I didn't mean it li...like that!" she says hurriedly.
A soft chuckle comes from behind Ayasia, she jumps to her feet, hands forming the fire symbol.
Enma's gaze softens,
"Hello Tsuzuki." he says softly, hair falling over his shoulder.
The tall dark brown haired man smiles in return. He is wearing black slacks, a white dress shirt with the top button undone; his tie is hanging loosely around his neck. His eyes are a pure amethyst color.
"DaiOh-sama." He says, bowing slightly. He turns to Ayasia, "Oi! Aya-chan!"
The girl flinches, sitting back down on the pillow.
"Don't call me that." Ayasia mutters as Tsuzuki sits down on the pillow next to her.
Tsuzuki frowns slightly, "Oh come on! Aya-chan!"
Ayasia glares at the brunette next to him, the candles' flames rise up a couple of inches.
The amethyst eyed man chuckles nervously.
"Excuse me you two." a silken voice comes from in front of them. The candles' flames die down as both of them look towards the male sitting on the throne. The soft smile is still playing on the golden eyed man's lips.
"I hear that you two are wondering why I called both of
you here, ne?"
The two nod.
The smile fades as he turns his gaze to Tsuzuki.
"How's you most recent case coming?"
Tsuzuki blinks, "We haven't gotten any leads, all we know is what we knew a week and a half ago." he ends the sentence with a sour tone in his voice.
Enma nods, "I thought so."
"What?" Ayasia asks softly, "Is that why you called us here?"
"No." Enma mutters, "Though, I wish that it was."
The other two stare at him questionably, silently urging him to continue.
"I called both of you here because I have a prophecy that both of you need to hear."
Tsuzuki and Ayasia both stare at Enma with confused looks. Sure Enma had told them prophecies before, but there was something about the way their lord was acting and talking that made this one seem a lot different then the others. Needless to say both were intrigued.
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A boy of around the age of sixteen is walking along the shore of a beach. His blonde hair is blowing in the wind, emotionless jade eyes staring at the ground. He stops suddenly and turns towards the sea, a soft sigh escapes his lips. The full moon above his head was reflected on the water, casting a pale light onto the surface. As he stood there he absently wondered how long he had been walking. As if on cue his watch beeped, signaling the turn of the hour, he glanced down.
"Midnight."
The blonde mutters softly, turning his attention back to the ocean.
"Tsuzuki's probably home by now, if he finds out I'm not there, he'll worry."
Now Tsuzuki-his partner- was actually still at EnmaCho because of their current case; that they had been working on for over a week and still had near to nothing about it. So Tsuzuki and actually the rest of the available Shokan-Ka had stayed to search for any information. The blonde on the other hand, had been sent home after he fell asleep during the staff meeting earlier today. Normally no one probably would have noticed, even if they had they wouldn't have said anything; but unfortunately when one of your co-workers starts screaming during a meeting, people tend to say something. Anyway, so against his will -meaning he was forced by Tsuzuki and the local scientist/part-time doctor Watari- he went back to his apartment to get rest. Well as it turns out he couldn't sleep so he decided to go far a short walk, that was three hours ago. And now the blonde stood on a beach, on the outskirts of Nagasaki. He knew that he should go back but was unable to find the willpower to move from this spot. Several long minutes passed before he moved at all and that was just to sit down on the shore. A few more minutes pass, the blonde lies down on his back, hands behind his head. He thought back to earlier when he fell asleep, this in it self was unusual for him but...
I just got still and the next thing I knew, I was on the floor and Tsuzuki was calling my name.
He paused in this thinking.
And now I don't even remember what the dream was about in the first place.
"Damnit." the blonde mutters, running a hand through his hair. He sits up, gaze returning to the sea.
"Beautiful night is it not?"
A silken voice comes from behind him. A sharp shiver runs down the boy's spine as he jumps to his feet, turning around, facing the figure behind him. The figure in question is illuminated by the moonlight, his silver hair shinning like a halo. The figure is apparently male, wearing a white suit with a dark blue tie and a long white trench coat. He's tall, around six feet; his gaze is turned towards the moon.
The blonde stares at the man, unaware that he is shaking. Everything in his body was telling him to vanish right then and head back to Merifu, but his mind wasn't functioning enough to recite the spell.
"Are you cold Bouya? You're shaking."
The silver haired man's voice causes the boy's mind to start up again, he focuses his eyes, finding that he was staring into the man's silver ones. Unconsciously he takes a step back, a glare replacing his surprised expression.
"Hm?" the man tilts his head, a smirk appearing on his pale lips. "Bouya is something wrong? We haven't seen each other in almost a year and you have nothing to say?"
A surge of rage crosses through the blonde, his glare deepening.
"What do you want Muraki?" He asks softly, taking another step back. "Why are you here? How?" the blonde pauses, taking another step back. "How did you survive Touda's fire!"
The man, apparently called 'Muraki', smirk deepens as he turns his gaze back towards the moon. Both are silent for a few minutes, Muraki appeared to be in deep thought and the blonde was trying to sort out what he was going to do to get away from the other man.
"Do you believe in fate, Bouya?"
The blonde blinks, gaze traveling back to the silver haired man.
"What?"
The silver haired man returns his gaze to meet the boy's jade eyes.
"Kazutaka asked 'if you believed in fate?' Do you Hisoka?"
The blonde stares at the man as if he had grown another head, it wasn't the fact that he was referring to himself in the third person that he was scared; it was that the man's eyes were now an icy blue, instead of silver. Something was very wrong and the blonde knew that he needed to get out of there quickly. He made a symbol with his right hand, getting ready to teleport back to Merifu; but before the blonde could complete the spell, the silver haired man's voice interpreted him.
"Hisoka, did you know that some people think that dreams are one persons view into another's life?"
The blonde's eyes widen as another sharp pain traces up his spine and into his head, causing his knees to buckle under him as his vision blurred. He heard somebody yelling his name before his consciousness left him, but his mind was to far gone to place it.
"HISOKA!"
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The six points of the Taisen.
The ones responsible for the closing of The Gate, have arrived.
Before the end of the twelfth millennia, they will awaken
from their sinful dreams.
The one bearing white wings will be first.
Forbidden will be next.
Hi will reveal herself to Hikari.
Mizu will surface from the deep ocean.
Kaze will awake from slumber.
The fire blessed on will come forth from the shadows.
When day becomes night and night becomes day,
evil becomes good and good becomes evil;
The one adorned with black wings will awaken.
The six will gather under the dark moon.
The black winged one will meet the light.
Eden's gates will open again.
Darkness will be as Light
and Light will be as darkness.
The holy land will cease...
-End Prologue-