Hello to you all, dear readers! I know, that you would like to see new chapter of "Feathers on the Red Wing" but I have few ideas that bugged me while I was busy with my studies. They're driving me insane! And here is the first of them. Mostly this one developed out of such thought – why there is no fics with Uvogin from Hunter X Hunter? He is like 2 in 1 Hulk and Wolverine, which is totally new level of badassery! I even shed a lonely manly tear when he got offed by Kurapica. Almost the same could be said about Grana from Psyren. That dude got such skills in telekinesis that he can imitate fucking orbital laser by himself. ORBITAL LASER, DUDES! Telekinesis reached new levels of badassery with him just existing. But dropping just them wouldn't be enough to satiate my madness, so I added Arthas, who for the purpose of this fic would be considered redeemed after his death as Lich-King. Why him? Why not! But the set wouldn't be complete without fourth character and after long consideration I chose…
Disclaimer: I don't own Sekirei, HunterXHunter, Psyren, Warcraft and some other trademarks that may or may not appear in this story…
But I do own Pyron Cherdabal de Labrossa as one of characters from my original stories even if none of them published yet… *snif-snif*
Harem Inter-Reality TV. Prologue.
"Boring, boring, boring, so fucking boring…" – Such were the words of one peculiar kid walking down the streets of bustling city. The thing is… he didn't fit in at all. But none of the people around him pay him any attention. But what was that thing which put him aside from people around him?
Maybe it was the fact that today was day of holy ritual and all kids should spend it in homes while adults prepared? No, there were tons of other kids that didn't listen to their parents and were snooping around streets. He looked to be around ten years old so that allowed him to mix with other kids, so that wasn't it.
Or maybe it was because of his skin that looked extremely light and almost radiant like that of an angel with matching face features? That would be closer as people around him were known as Maya and as such they had completely different appearances. Woolen red ponchos, leather sandals, golden jewelry, bronze-colored skin, black hair and thick face features against light-grey hooded jacket, trousers of same color, boots made of thick leather, healthy if bit pale skin, locks of silvery hair shown from under his hood and thin face features that would make you think about angels or elves.
No, that wasn't it. What really put him aside from everyone around here are his eyes. They didn't look human at all. Pools of liquid silver that looked completely natural on his face, but if you look in them, you will at once realize one thing about him.
The one before you is not a child, at all. His eyes are filled with wisdom and power unimaginable. If he allows that, this power would be able to drown worlds in his gaze alone. But that would be quite boring, so no one is capable of understanding just what it is that they see in his eyes, but it make shivers run through the spines of anyone he crosses from any average man and to the devil himself.
Such is today appearance of Pyron Cherdabal de Labrossa, True Immortal, Duke of Clan Cherdabal, Second Overlord and lots of other titles, not all of them meaningless. In fact, he is the only one who truly knows which of his titles are meaningless and which are not. Why? Because he knows.
No, no, that came out wrong. It because he Knows. Exactly like that, Pyron the Omniscient, the only person for whom past and present holds no secrets. He put quite a lot of effort to close future for his mind, even though he caught glimpses of that. Why he did that? Because it would bore the hell out of him and it would be worse than his current mood!
"Maybe I should conquer this world and rule it with iron fist while they bring me yearly tribute of beautiful virgins?.. Nah, done this twice in last century, too much hassle... Or maybe slaughter all of these local fleshbags and throw this planet into its star?.. Nah, done it last year… Year-long orgy? Hmm, that idea has some merit, but I'm not in the mood right now. Maybe next week." – While continuing his walk, Pyron was contemplating what to do to have some fun. If any of bystanders would hear about some of his ideas of entertainment, then they would surely freak out. But there were two reasons why they didn't. First, he spoke Deari, language that is known only to him on this planet. Second, he didn't want to be seen or heard. With his power levels that was enough to be ignored by anyone and anything.
While he was walking around city and lazily thinking about the way to entertain himself, day passed and Pyron approached giant stone temple-pyramid.
"Meh, I've seen bigger" – After giving his 'respectful' response to appearance of grand temple, he made his way inside.
As midnight was coming close, temple was lit by torches that were in hands of gathered people. They were chanting the name of some of their backwater gods, while priest garbed in lots of gold jewelry was going inside room at the apex of temple. There already were few of apprentices with prepared tools together with three beautiful girls around sixteen years old and one man tied to stone altar. Girls were cuffed to the walls and looked quite nervous. They were wearing only some golden jewelry and nothing else. At the same time man who was tied to altar looked to be middle-aged, heavy-muscled with lots of faded scars on his body, which were clearly seen as he was completely naked. Curiously, he seemed resigned to his fate and completely calm, even though his position was worst in the temple.
"Today we are to be the executors of the will of our great lord Tezka-Clipoka(A/N: I don't know much about that religion, aside from the fact that it was bloody. They really liked sacrifices)!" – As soon as head priest entered chambers, he started his zealous and pompous monologue, while standing before today's sacrifice. – "We have waited for this day for generations, hoping for a chance to bring great prosperity to our people and tonight our prayers would be answered! Lord Tezka-Clipoka had shown me in the dreams that we could use a heart of dark beast in the skin of a man to bring him to our side in all of his mighty power and glory! Our strongest warrior has an honor to become his vessel and three chosen pure maidens to bear holy children that would lead our warriors to great victories alongside Lord Tezka-Clipoka himself! And the rule of his Holiness would spread among…"
"Blah-blah-blah, same fucking thing with every cult which has enough guts for creating an avatar. At least I got pop-corn this time." – Pyron tuned out head-priest's monologue somewhere around the middle of it, while floating mid-air and crunching pop-corn from big bucket, which was also levitating not far away.
After another ten minutes of same boring speech some action started. One of lesser priests took out ceremonial knife and gave it to head priest. He gave another speech for two minutes and plunged it into the chest of a warrior. Girls started to cry at this scene, while sacrificed man only gave out sound between grunt and growl and died. Cries of girls became louder, they started to thrash around in their chains, begging to go home, spilling tears. In answer to that one of younger priests gagged them after couple of minutes of struggling. While he did that, head priest carved out the heart of a warrior and with pompous attitude raised another heart, completely black, which he plunged back into the chest of dead man.
"Hm, so they really are going to use demoniar's heart as catalyst? Not bad, even if donor is just an Acolyte, there are no other demoniars currently in this world. That is much more clever choice of actions than they realize. Unfortunately for them, it was Acolyte out of Clan Cherdabal, so they're shit out of luck." – Pyron didn't give a single twitch of his eyebrow as this scene was unveiling before him. He didn't even stop eating his pop-corn, actually. Even when priests started chanting and body of man started to change in convulsions. Restraints snapped almost momentarily, due to increase of muscle-mass. The vessel's body gained almost whole two feet of additional height with really thick muscles, dark grey skin and white long hair. After body stopped all movements, priests stopped their chants as well. At that avatar opened its eyes and raised from the altar. His eyes were bright yellow and filled with mysterious light, his face barely changed, as sacrificed warrior was quite noble-looking even before ceremony. As soon as he done that, all priests kneeled before him.
"Finally I've come to claim this land! You've done well my loyal servants. You will be rewarded for your service." – After standing up, Tezka-Clipoka looked around in his new body. Looking at prepared girls he gave appreciative look at their bodies. He liked what he saw. After couple of centuries of celibate he finally could cut loose. Even though mortal pussies weren't as good as godlike, but he would come to that, as soon as his followers conquer the lands under his wise commanding. Then he would increase a number of his followers and all of these bitch goddesses would be nothing more than his personal whores! He got a hard-on at these thoughts. Looks like these mortal girls got quite impressed if the look in their eyes was anything to go by. He was about to get it on with the first girl before the annoying sound of crunching got on his nerves.
"Who dares to interrupt great Tezka-Clipoka?!" – With such roar out of his throat god turned his new avatar around and what he saw stupefied him for a moment. There was a flying boy at the other end of a temple, who was eating something crunchy out of red-white striped bucket close to him.
"Don't mind me youngster, go on with the show. Hm, the show… that could be promising." – While Pyron just waived him off, freshly materialized god was getting pissed at attitude of some pesky bug that was so weak, that he barely felt his presence… Arrogant, pompous and dumb enough to use demoniar's heart of member of Clan Cherdabal, yep, Pyron cataloged today's mission under 'cleaning gene-pool of godlike populace'.
With a roar Tezka-Clipoka lunged at intruder. He was moving so fast that priests just started to raise his heads when avatar was already upon Pyron with his right fist coming to his face. Pyron didn't give out any indication of reacting to the threat of Tezka-Clipoka. The grey giant was already starting to smirk victoriously with his fist just an inch away from his enemy face… And then boy disappeared from his sight without any indication of his movement.
And he did it together with his arm.
"GRAAH!" – The roar of avatar was as much of surprise as it was of pain. Even though it was just momentarily, he was stupefied. How in the Nine Blazes did that bug hurt him?! Even though he is not at his full power at moment, he already had almost half of full might from this avatar, more than enough for destroying any mortal worm daring to stay in his way.
"Actually you barely achieved five percent of what you able to do with this body thanks to unique properties of heart used in this particular ritual of manifestation. But even without them you would be at thirty five percent at most and for that you would have needed younger body for your avatar." – Hearing that annoying voice behind his back, freshly manifested god forgot about his wound that already stopped bleeding and turned around in anger. And stopped, paralyzed at what he seen.
Mortals were completely stupefied and slack jawed, but that is understandable, it's not every day that they would be in presence of higher existence and see them hurt, even if just for a moment. No, that wasn't it.
The bug that hurt him, he stayed at the other end of ritual chamber while holding his arm in one of his hands and stuffing his other hand in the pocket. No, that wasn't it.
While it is more than what Tezca-Clipoka expected of his opponent at first, he was fast enough to dodge him and his arm did disappear, after all. No, it was the last thing that spooked avatar of god of Night, Conquest and Prosperity.
Eyes.
As god himself, Tezca-Clipoka was capable of seeing more than almost any of mortals, except some seers and sages. And what he saw in eyes of his opponent, terrified him.
The Birth of young stars...
The Death of old worlds...
The Power to create…
The Right to destroy…
The Wisdom of ancient...
The Passion of young…
The Will to hold all of this in complete domination...
And utter mind-numbing Boredom at having nothing better to do than squash a little arrogant flea, namely, himself…
It lasted only single moment, but that was enough for Tezca-Clipoka to understand – he was nothing before this Ancient One.
But that moment passed and there once more was nothing more before him than a tiny bug with unusual eyes.
"Oops, sorry about that, but you were so boring that my self-control slipped here for a moment. But thanks to you I got one little idea that may relieve me from this a little. Now, let's wrap it up." – While saying that Pyron dropped the arm of avatar and made one swift motion, making his own arm disappear from view for a moment. – "That doesn't belong to you, so I will take it back to the clan. As for your priests… I don't particularly like zealots, but these girls ar… cent…"
By the end of his speech Tezca-Klipoka stopped hearing anything. His vision darkened and he barely saw a black heart where few seconds ago Pyron was holding his severed arm. But even if his body was destroyed, things should be different. Just before losing last dregs of his consciousness, Tezca-Clipoka clearly heard one last sentence from his killer.
"May you find your peace in dark embrace of Death."
A/N: And here is the Prologue! I know that there is no action and this is composed 100% from OC action, but that piece is just an introduction to the one who started story and would be pulling tons of strings from beyond the scene to have and give as much fun as possible.
