~Angels & Demons~
~Prologue~
Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara! All rights belong to its original owner(s).
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A blond man paced the length of the room, mumbling and grumbling about something. Certain words stood out against the others: "Amu", "Ikuto", "Revenge", and so on. There were more, but the murmur of the grumbling could easily been put aside. The man was pacing in front of a large wood (oak maybe?) desk. An imposing man sat behind it in his leather rolling chair. He looked almost like a tyrant, which he probably was. He was well toned, had dark brown hair that helped make his handsome features even more…. Handsome. His hands were clasped together tightly, almost like bounding ropes, and he had them pressed to his forehead in exasperation. He sighed heavily, feeling all the stress and worry leave him…. Not.
"Will you quit your mumbling and shut up?" He said in a tired voice to the pacing blond.
The blond immediately stopped mid stride and straightened up. "Yes sir!"
"Thank you." He replied, but it didn't seem like he meant it.
The man resumed the fiddling off his thumbs, and the occasional sigh and "ugh" from time to time. The blond stood in front of him, tense, and rocking back and forth on his heels. The man slapped his palm down on the table, a mischievous grin spreading across his extremely handsome face. He laughed and smirked. Both the grin and the smirk were seemingly alike to a certain pink headed girl's own smirk and grin.
"I've got it!" He shouted into the silent air.
"You've got what…sir?" The blond asked. Curiosity and fear flickered through his eyes as he gazed at his boss.
The Director started to explain his "mastermind plan" to his faithful servant. The blond nodded at all the right moments. "Mhmm", "Alright", "I've got this covered" were practically all the blond probably said. The man leaned back after whispering for a few tense minutes. The smirk was still in place as he laughed once more.
"It's perfect! Actually, that's an understatement. We have to be careful with this. Amu doesn't know we're not dead yet. I'd like to keep it that way…. Tadase." The man said.
"Yes sir. I will not let anyone know about this secret." Tadase said, saluting his boss.
The Director laughed evilly. "Great…. Great."
He turned in his chair to face the window behind him. The window didn't have much of a view. What used to be the beautiful rolling hills of clouds and shimmering light and singing angels… had now changed to something darker. The clouds had been replaced by bursting flames of fire from erupting volcanoes. The shimmering light was now a dark, morbid blackness that seemed to wrap around everything, covering up all traces of existence. The singing angels were nowhere in sight. In fact, there wasn't even an angel down in these depths. Perhaps Tadase, but he didn't much count. He was more of a hybrid angel, yet he never really truly was a hybrid angel or an actual angel. He would forever remain that demon that had believed everything could come true… if he just believed! If he just believed? How stupid! Why would he be an angel, when he was born a demon? You couldn't change your race; that was nearly impossible. Tadase was probably only 45% angel. Maybe more…. the constant testing and pills and genetic changing had probably given him a better percentage of angel. Maybe… 56%? Who knew? At this rate, Tadase had become almost like… a test subject. He was the first demon ever that wanted to become an angel. There were others like him, of course. What one man has thought of, a thousand other men has already thought of. Wasn't that how the saying went? They all gave up on that silly little dream, unlike this annoyingly persistent brat. The Director sighed, rolling his eyes.
The smirk grew once more. What a silly boy, he had believed everything the Director had said. Finally, a test subject, a servant… a loyal one. He had a a toy to play with, and Tadase never suspected a thing.
On to more important matters…
Getting his favorite daughter back from that horrible demon… Ikuto was it?
"Don't worry Amu… I'll save you from that demon. No matter how much he has altered your mind… I won't let him get to you." The Director whispered.
"Did you say something sir?" Tadase asked the Director.
The Director looked up and his gaze hardened. "No I did not."
"Oh I thought you did…."
"You thought wrong."
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