Novalight
Written by: Saiyurain
Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King.
Genre: Action/Adventure/Angst
Rating: T
Summary: Towards the end in a blaze of fire.
Pairings: Hinted HaoxLyserg
Warnings: AU, language, violence, a slight bit of shonen-ai (if you squint)
A/N: Novalight is the revised story of "Winged Darkness".
Cries of fear penetrated the peaceful village late one night. A harsh, lonely cry echoed through the streets, crawling and scratching, sending shivers up the spines of the dead that lurked around. A loud, thunderous crash resounded, startling the few who remained unfazed by the cries. Fear rebounded again and again, spreading from one vile being to the next. Screams of insanity soon followed, bearing the brunt of the vicious whirlwind of confusion. Not soon after, a ghostly white filled the sky, blocking out the last bits of light that reached the scrambling village. Remnants of silver coated the air, exploding like a supernova of gas when contacted.
Fear, pain, and insanity followed.
From out of the red flames arose a majestic king. Self-crowned by the blood of all his victims, he stood upon a pile of their corpses, a maniacal grin plastered upon his face. With one gloved hand, he held the still dripping head of a child's body, clenched tightly underneath a large lego block symbol. Its eyes gaped upwards at him, seemingly screaming in silent agony even when dead.
With a quick snap of his fingers, a large red entity materialized beside him.
When he signalled to it, a torrent of flames burst forth from a black hole where its mouth should have been. The flames roared over the village, sweeping past the wooden houses and consuming them in a blazing inferno, creating even more chaos than its previous attack.
The smell of burned flesh permeated through the air. He took in a large breath of air, exhaling in pleasure at the scent.
"What do you think?" He addressed the red giant. "Doesn't this feast smell simply delicious?"
The giant gave a guttural roar in affirmation.
He smiled benignantly at the spirit before a sudden sharp prick flashed through the back of his mind.
'Ah… I see. So the fifth one has finally arrived, then.'
Licking his lips in anticipation, he signalled to the giant once more, this time jumping onto its back as it leaned down towards him.
'Well, we can't forget to give them a warm welcome. After all, the spirit of fire is supposed to belong to this last warrior, anyways.'
In the distance, a bright star descended from the heavens towards the earth – an illuminated trail of fire following in its wake. As it descended, the clouds parted, allowing it passage without hindrance to its magnificent beauty. With a resounding crash, it landed on the very edge of the horizon.
The world was silent for a moment as it received its final warrior – the hourglass of time having paused to savour the moment, casting a shaft of light upon the warrior's landing spot briefly in reverence before time resumed its course.
The last one had arrived.
Tbc