DISCLAIMER: I dont own Weiss Kreuz. Its owned by Koyasu Takehito and weiss. Got it? good.
Wei§ Kreuz: The Angel Chronicles-- Takatori Blood Reigns
Chapter One: Enter The Darkness..
"Oh wow!" the girls began to squeal as they saw all four of the boys working inside the flower shop with Momoe. "They're all here! It's going to be a good day today..."
Omi Tsukiyono grabbed a bouquet of lilies from the side and shared a hushed comment with Ken Hidaka, "It's nice to see things relatively quiet again... "
Ken smiled, "Yeah, it's nice to just live it day by day without worrying about anything... it's nice to be quiet..."
"It's too quiet..." interrupted Aya Fujimiya, staring off at the open sky, his normal solemn face solemn as his hard eyes glistened like two crystals, "....far too quiet... something is going to come up...."
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Hanae Kitae let out a tired, exasperated sigh as she fell with a thud on her comfy armchair. Things were too stressful... now that Shuichi Takatori... the former Chief of Police was murdered by his elder brother, Reiji Takatori. That was her whole reason for her existence... being Shuichi's assistant. She never thought that time in her life would have come to an end.
She felt her body tense up tight, the feeling of someone in the room with her made her reflexes jump with the old familiar readiness. She pulled the gun out of her coat, and aimed it at the dark corner of the room, "WHO'S THERE?!?!?!?!?" she yelled out into the void, trying to focus on who... or whom might have followed her into her room.
She noticed the darkness begin to move slightly... and saw that the darkness that began to move was stepping closer to where she was. As she looked, she noticed the figure of a young girl, perhaps nineteen. The blood stains on her body, the protruding brown eyes and hair, matted with blood and sweat made Manx's blood run totally cold. .oO(She's alive... how is that possible...? Oh my god....)
The girl stopped, her eyes focusing on the person ahead of her. She felt her eyes begin to well up with tears of surprise and pain, her body flinching as it ached from her head to her feet. She tried to stumble towards the elder woman, and fell as she did so, her voice whispered in pain, "Manx....deshou...?"
Manx gasped, "...Russian...blue..." as she heard the woman speak, realizing in awe as she ran forward to the young girl and gently cradled her in her arms, "Yumi! Oh my god... Yumi-chan... is it you..?? But how...? Persia thought..."
Yumi coughed furiously, but shook her head no, "No... otou-san... had me... I wasn't... I wasn't... lost...as..." she felt her lips burn with the next words, her breath short to tears, "Father locked me away... so as I wouldn't sneak away to come and find you... or Shuichi oji-san..." She looked around, "Where are the others, Manx?"
Manx was taken by shock at her request, not able to comprehend that she knew that Shuichi was the one who was behind Wei§... or that she even knew who or what Wei§ was, "...you know about the others?"
Yumi didn't say a word... only remembered back to the first and last talk she would ever have with her Uncle, Shuichi Takatori.....* * *
"How hilarious!!" She looked up, hearing from the other room what sounded like her father speaking to someone. She had treated her slight wound she had received from Farfaello; using that cursed knife on her again to arise fear from her body. She spit on the ground, the wonder why her father treated her the way she did made her begin to cry softly. Hearing the commotion at the other room again, she crept to the door, and looked through the peak. She saw her father reach under his desk, and hold a gun under the desk, just enough so that Shuichi would not see the weapon. She felt her body go numb as she gasped, mentally screaming out in her mind, .oO{Oji-san! Oh god.. no...oyaji... don't...}
"Let me tell you the real reason why I didn't pay for Mamoru's ransom.. Mamoru isn't really my child! He was a bastard child.... Your child!! So you see Shuichi... you raised your own son to be a murderer!! In the end... you're just like me...."
The shock of the news made her stop, but then, as if her vision went really slow, she saw her father pull out a gun, and shoot her Uncle Shuichi. Her cry of pain was hidden by the gun blast, her fear and anger resonated throughout her body as she gazed as her uncle fell to the ground...dead. Tears of anger and pain roiled down her face...
When she noticed that her Father had left the room, she ran out of her hiding place, and with a loud sob, she fell to her knees, "Oji-san!!" she cried, burying her face in his chest.
Shuichi, fighting to keep his consciousness, his blood flowing out of the gun wound in his stomach, he tried to focus on the young girl who gazed at her, his eyes widening... and then softening, "Yumi-chan... dear precious angel... you're alive...Suminai... if...if I would have known..."
Yumi shook her head, gently caressing her uncle's hair, "No... onegai... you... you can't die......" she looked at him, "...Onegai, oji-sama.. please, you can't leave me alone... you can't die!!"
Shuichi gently touched the young girl's face, "...you are so radiant... so much like your mother... Kikuno... a beautiful Russian Blue... like your kitten she bought for you..." he gritted his teeth, suffering through the pain, then gazed at her, "...Yumi-chan...watch after...watch after Mamoru....no... Omi...watch after Omi... and the others with him....Wei§... they'll watch for you... If you for them..."
Yumi nodded, her eyes welling up with tears, "Hai... I will oji-sama... I promise. You hear me?? I promise you.... I'll live your legacy... I will carry it out...I swear..." she continued to cry, "Oji-san...please don't die... hold on...I can get you to the hospital..."
Shuichi gently took Yumi's face in his hands, "No... I won't make it Yumi-chan.... You have to go, you have to survive...live on... protect Wei§...dear angel..." He began to cry himself, "You, a member of Kritiker; my beautiful Russian Blue... go and protect those dear to you... and hunt the darkness of tomorrow.." he tried to push her away, "Now go..."
Yumi, as a scared little girl just looked at him with fear, "Shuichi-oji-sama...." she whispered in surprise, then shook her head as if clearing her mind, "I Can't leave you here!"
Shuichi looked at the young woman his niece grew up to become, "I will always be with you... now haiaku!" he pushed her away, trying to get her to run away.
She started to run, but stopped, as she could see her father's desk drawer was open. As she looked into her father's open desk, she could see the gleaming handle of a small dagger that was sitting in plain sight of the drawer. She picked it up slowly, looking at it. She looked one more time towards her uncle, and through her furious silent tears, she mouthed, "Ai Shiteru...oji-san..."
She could see his teary smile, and his head to slightly incline to keep running, his smile weak, yet the caring smile she always saw on his face. With a final turn, she ran down the hall.
In the hallway, she could see a guard coming up behind her, "HEY YOU! GET BACK HERE!!" he yelled, his voice coming closer and closer. "WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?!?!?!?!"
Yumi stopped, as she held the small dagger professionally in her hands; she waited, and as she turned, she followed her instinct. Just like clockwork, she found the guard dead at her feet, a neat slash that followed the contour of his throat, almost as if she was close to cleaving his head right off the stump of the neck. She looked at her hand; the hand covered in the blood of her Uncle, and the blood of the guard, and began to keep running.
.oO(It's true...) she thought to herself as she kept running, not looking back as she did so, .oO(It is true... I am neither for nor against.... As the Russian Blue...I shall carry the crucifix you carried oji-san.... I will not let you down...) she looked at her bloodied hand again, .oO(A hunter of light... I will hunt the darkness of tomorrow.) With that solemn vow, she took off down the hall to her freedom.
Unbeknown to her, two figures watched her from the shadows, and smirked, "The little kitten is getting away..." the smaller of the two figures looked towards the one with the long orange-red hair, "We should let Crawford know that she is getting away again..."
The fire haired figure looked at his comrade and smirked, "Heh... leave her be. The little blue kitten won't get far on her own; and then we'll attain her back." and with that, the two figures disappeared from the darkness.
Wei§ Kreuz: The Angel Chronicles-- Takatori Blood Reigns
Chapter One: Enter The Darkness..
"Oh wow!" the girls began to squeal as they saw all four of the boys working inside the flower shop with Momoe. "They're all here! It's going to be a good day today..."
Omi Tsukiyono grabbed a bouquet of lilies from the side and shared a hushed comment with Ken Hidaka, "It's nice to see things relatively quiet again... "
Ken smiled, "Yeah, it's nice to just live it day by day without worrying about anything... it's nice to be quiet..."
"It's too quiet..." interrupted Aya Fujimiya, staring off at the open sky, his normal solemn face solemn as his hard eyes glistened like two crystals, "....far too quiet... something is going to come up...."
Hanae Kitae let out a tired, exasperated sigh as she fell with a thud on her comfy armchair. Things were too stressful... now that Shuichi Takatori... the former Chief of Police was murdered by his elder brother, Reiji Takatori. That was her whole reason for her existence... being Shuichi's assistant. She never thought that time in her life would have come to an end.
She felt her body tense up tight, the feeling of someone in the room with her made her reflexes jump with the old familiar readiness. She pulled the gun out of her coat, and aimed it at the dark corner of the room, "WHO'S THERE?!?!?!?!?" she yelled out into the void, trying to focus on who... or whom might have followed her into her room.
She noticed the darkness begin to move slightly... and saw that the darkness that began to move was stepping closer to where she was. As she looked, she noticed the figure of a young girl, perhaps nineteen. The blood stains on her body, the protruding brown eyes and hair, matted with blood and sweat made Manx's blood run totally cold. .oO(She's alive... how is that possible...? Oh my god....)
The girl stopped, her eyes focusing on the person ahead of her. She felt her eyes begin to well up with tears of surprise and pain, her body flinching as it ached from her head to her feet. She tried to stumble towards the elder woman, and fell as she did so, her voice whispered in pain, "Manx....deshou...?"
Manx gasped, "...Russian...blue..." as she heard the woman speak, realizing in awe as she ran forward to the young girl and gently cradled her in her arms, "Yumi! Oh my god... Yumi-chan... is it you..?? But how...? Persia thought..."
Yumi coughed furiously, but shook her head no, "No... otou-san... had me... I wasn't... I wasn't... lost...as..." she felt her lips burn with the next words, her breath short to tears, "Father locked me away... so as I wouldn't sneak away to come and find you... or Shuichi oji-san..." She looked around, "Where are the others, Manx?"
Manx was taken by shock at her request, not able to comprehend that she knew that Shuichi was the one who was behind Wei§... or that she even knew who or what Wei§ was, "...you know about the others?"
Yumi didn't say a word... only remembered back to the first and last talk she would ever have with her Uncle, Shuichi Takatori.....
"How hilarious!!" She looked up, hearing from the other room what sounded like her father speaking to someone. She had treated her slight wound she had received from Farfaello; using that cursed knife on her again to arise fear from her body. She spit on the ground, the wonder why her father treated her the way she did made her begin to cry softly. Hearing the commotion at the other room again, she crept to the door, and looked through the peak. She saw her father reach under his desk, and hold a gun under the desk, just enough so that Shuichi would not see the weapon. She felt her body go numb as she gasped, mentally screaming out in her mind, .oO{Oji-san! Oh god.. no...oyaji... don't...}
"Let me tell you the real reason why I didn't pay for Mamoru's ransom.. Mamoru isn't really my child! He was a bastard child.... Your child!! So you see Shuichi... you raised your own son to be a murderer!! In the end... you're just like me...."
The shock of the news made her stop, but then, as if her vision went really slow, she saw her father pull out a gun, and shoot her Uncle Shuichi. Her cry of pain was hidden by the gun blast, her fear and anger resonated throughout her body as she gazed as her uncle fell to the ground...dead. Tears of anger and pain roiled down her face...
When she noticed that her Father had left the room, she ran out of her hiding place, and with a loud sob, she fell to her knees, "Oji-san!!" she cried, burying her face in his chest.
Shuichi, fighting to keep his consciousness, his blood flowing out of the gun wound in his stomach, he tried to focus on the young girl who gazed at her, his eyes widening... and then softening, "Yumi-chan... dear precious angel... you're alive...Suminai... if...if I would have known..."
Yumi shook her head, gently caressing her uncle's hair, "No... onegai... you... you can't die......" she looked at him, "...Onegai, oji-sama.. please, you can't leave me alone... you can't die!!"
Shuichi gently touched the young girl's face, "...you are so radiant... so much like your mother... Kikuno... a beautiful Russian Blue... like your kitten she bought for you..." he gritted his teeth, suffering through the pain, then gazed at her, "...Yumi-chan...watch after...watch after Mamoru....no... Omi...watch after Omi... and the others with him....Wei§... they'll watch for you... If you for them..."
Yumi nodded, her eyes welling up with tears, "Hai... I will oji-sama... I promise. You hear me?? I promise you.... I'll live your legacy... I will carry it out...I swear..." she continued to cry, "Oji-san...please don't die... hold on...I can get you to the hospital..."
Shuichi gently took Yumi's face in his hands, "No... I won't make it Yumi-chan.... You have to go, you have to survive...live on... protect Wei§...dear angel..." He began to cry himself, "You, a member of Kritiker; my beautiful Russian Blue... go and protect those dear to you... and hunt the darkness of tomorrow.." he tried to push her away, "Now go..."
Yumi, as a scared little girl just looked at him with fear, "Shuichi-oji-sama...." she whispered in surprise, then shook her head as if clearing her mind, "I Can't leave you here!"
Shuichi looked at the young woman his niece grew up to become, "I will always be with you... now haiaku!" he pushed her away, trying to get her to run away.
She started to run, but stopped, as she could see her father's desk drawer was open. As she looked into her father's open desk, she could see the gleaming handle of a small dagger that was sitting in plain sight of the drawer. She picked it up slowly, looking at it. She looked one more time towards her uncle, and through her furious silent tears, she mouthed, "Ai Shiteru...oji-san..."
She could see his teary smile, and his head to slightly incline to keep running, his smile weak, yet the caring smile she always saw on his face. With a final turn, she ran down the hall.
In the hallway, she could see a guard coming up behind her, "HEY YOU! GET BACK HERE!!" he yelled, his voice coming closer and closer. "WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?!?!?!?!"
Yumi stopped, as she held the small dagger professionally in her hands; she waited, and as she turned, she followed her instinct. Just like clockwork, she found the guard dead at her feet, a neat slash that followed the contour of his throat, almost as if she was close to cleaving his head right off the stump of the neck. She looked at her hand; the hand covered in the blood of her Uncle, and the blood of the guard, and began to keep running.
.oO(It's true...) she thought to herself as she kept running, not looking back as she did so, .oO(It is true... I am neither for nor against.... As the Russian Blue...I shall carry the crucifix you carried oji-san.... I will not let you down...) she looked at her bloodied hand again, .oO(A hunter of light... I will hunt the darkness of tomorrow.) With that solemn vow, she took off down the hall to her freedom.
Unbeknown to her, two figures watched her from the shadows, and smirked, "The little kitten is getting away..." the smaller of the two figures looked towards the one with the long orange-red hair, "We should let Crawford know that she is getting away again..."
The fire haired figure looked at his comrade and smirked, "Heh... leave her be. The little blue kitten won't get far on her own; and then we'll attain her back." and with that, the two figures disappeared from the darkness.