::Bows to YSunshine:: I thank and worship you for giving me the idea for this fic.
This ones dedicated to you oh great one!
(Btw, go check out her stories, they're good!)
Anyway hope you enjoy my wonderful angst! ::Gives out in handfuls:: a lot more where that came from!
:Summary:
With fire in his heart, Satoshi Hiwatari uses the strong power of his Hikari blood to force out the white angel, who has, for centuries, controlled his family's life. When his attempts work, and Krad is banished from his body, Satoshi realizes how much of an effect he had had on his actions, thoughts, and emotions. With a newfound reason for living, he is finally happy… but when mysterious disasters threaten to destroy the world, will Satoshi take the one responsible back?
For the safety of all who live on this earth, it must be done… but at the expense of his own happiness?
The boy cringed as a white power dripped painfully from every pour on his body. "This is it," he whispered in a harsh voice, strained from all the energy battling inside him. He cried out in anguish as the power he had been extruding, twisted itself into ribbons of silver: which spun up in a funnel above him. At his feet was a picture, a sacred mark, drawn with his own blood. It symbolized rebirth, exploitation, and peace. The moment he had connected the final line, a hot pain had shot up through his body, every part of him feeling the hurt he had purposefully inflicted upon himself.
It had taken him a year of research to come up with this ritual. So many art pieces, sacred marks he had sifted through to find the perfect combination. He was risking death, but it was the only way to get rid of that imminent evil that had lived inside him for so many years. No matter the pain he would not let this white angel continue to feast upon his happiness anymore.
A strong wind picked up, swirling up through the tower, sweeping up the dirt that had been lying there for years. The sound plugged the boys hearing as he turned his face skyward, tears of pain running down his cheeks. "Goodbye," he said weakly, readying himself for the last spurt of fire. At the final note from his heart he screamed, constricting his body strongly as he pushed one last time, forcing the dark entity out, forcing all the influence it had had on the boy, out.
At his last cry of pain, one million silver feathers exploded out of the silk ribbons, spinning higher and higher, out the windows even through the roof itself. They flew away from their source; away from the place that they had been so painfully forced out. The wind slowed as the ribbons disintegrated in shimmering fire.
After the climax, the Hikari collapsed on the ground, completely spent from the ritual. Sweat dripped slowly off his face as he looked down. The picture under him smeared, also drained of any mystical power it had held before. By now the crimson paint had already sunken down into the earth, deeper than the cold stone his bare knees now touched. He stood up, the weight of his action not nearly as heavy as it had been before. Standing there, in the middle of the tower, it seemed almost unreal… everything up to that point, a dream… but he knew it wasn't… realization finally hit him. It was gone... he was finally free from the white angel.
For the first time in years, Satoshi Hiwatari smiled....
- Choices -
Urei-sama
you will eternally suffer
for His amusement
Krad
-Prologue End-
Whew… how was that? Really short I know future chapters will be longer. promise, but tell me what you think anyway. Should I continue? … you know what? I will, even if you hate it :p
Review and I will be happy… and my updates will be happy… and other people will be happy… c'ept those who sue me because I refuse to accept the fact that dark isn't my sex bunny…
...which is sad.