DISCLAIMER: Anyone think anything is mine? No? Didn't think so.....
NOTE: My first Bakuretsu Hunters (Sorcerer Hunters, if you prefer) fic, so I'm just experimenting here. I doubt I got their characters perfect, but thats life, ne? This is only the first part, but since the plot is all set in my mind, have little doubt that I'll finish this. ^_^
GREEN FLAMES
Tira stood, her eyes wide in surprise as she suddenly found herself standing in the center of a very small circle of green and yellow flames that lept high over her head to caress the dark sky. What had happened? One minute she was almost cheerfully whipping the Sorcerer, Radicchio, fiercly for the injustices done to the people of countless villages, and the next she was surrounded by this odd fire! Tentively, the pink haired girl reached a hand out to feel the flame, but withdrew it quickly when the green fire did indeed burn her.
"Shimatta," she muttered to herself, trying to decipher Radicchio's form through the flickering flames, but found herself unable to-she could see only hazy shadows that could be anything. "Oi!" she growled and muttered another curse, spinning around, to be sure that there was no way out-no she was surrounded.
With a sigh, the young Bakuretsu Hunter closed her eyes, loathing the thought of talking to the hiretsukan who had trapped her in there, but seeing little option.
"And whats the point of this, Radicchio?" She yelled loudly, her voice cracking slightly.
"Point, my dear Tira?" The laughter-filled voice filtered back through the fire to Tira's ears. The flames-though silent-seemed to block some of the sounding coming between Tira's little cell and the outside world. "I'd think that obvious..."
The pink haired girl sighed again, her eye concentrating on her whip, which was all too ineffectual a weapon just then. "A trap for the others; revenge;" She began to rattle off. "Hatred for the Church; simply a way to get rid of me..."
There was laughter again. "All of the above!" Radicchio called back. "Now-to my fortress, Hunter?"
Tira smirked-he couldn't just drag her along without lowering the walls-perhaps she had a chance to fight back. "Lower the walls then," She murmured.
"No need, no need," Radicchio said cheerfully. "Just walk, the walls will happily follow-provided you go where I say,"
"And how do I know where that is?" Tira replied, growing bored of the conversation. Talking to Sorcerers got tiresome so quickly.
"You'll just have to guess. Now come, Tira, dear."
Tira sighed and took a hesitant step in the direction his voice was coming from-the fire moved with her. Well, it looked like she wouldn't be fighting back anytime soon....
Dota hovered in front of four Bakuretsu Hunters, a look of worry and regret replacing her normal cheery expression. Behind her, Big Mama's expression was a muted mirror of hers.
"You want us to leave my SISTER in the hands of a SORCERER!!!!" Chocolate was shouting loudly, sneering, her red hair whipping around her face.
"Well, no," Dota said, injecting her normal dose of cuteness into the words. "We don't, but theres this OTHER Sorceress whose just been AWFUL..." She trailed off at the anger that continued to build on Chocolate's face.
"I'm sorry, Hunters," Big Mama spoke up calmly, "But Madam Carob has been using the people of Nyries as her test subjects in a set of heinous experiments trying to find immortality. She must be stopped and you must do it." Chocolate started to object again, but the purple haired woman wasn't finished. "Gateau, Chocolate and Carrot must go stop Madam Carob, but Marron may go rescue Tira."
"Nani?!" Chocolate, far from pacified by this statement, shouted at her boss, clenching her fists in frustraition. "Iie!" Suddenly, the girl was aware of the stares that the other Hunters were giving her-Carrot from his seat, cross-legged on the ground; Gateau leaning against a wall with his arms crossed over his chest and Marron standing calmly behind her, hands together in front of him. Each of them were staring at her slightly strangely. "I mean," the red head coughed. "Marron's great and all, and I know that this Sorceress must be stopped, but Tira IS my sister, and if you can only spare one of us, I want to go after her...."
Big Mama shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry, Chocolate, but your needed with the others. Marron will go, and you may after Carob is taken care of." The large woman opened her eyes with an almost-glare that killed arguement. "Good luck." She murmured.
Chocolate's mouth opened in a last protest, but Big Mama was gone. Dota floated a moment longer, troubled expresson still on her face as she studied the red head before her, then she too left without a further word.
With a sigh, Chocolate turned to face Marron, who was studying her with his golden eyes. "I care about Tira too, and I am capable," he reminded her softly.
Chocolate sighed. "I know," she said, looking down slightly. "It's just, she's my sister....."
"Hey," Carrot said, getting up and grinning at her half-heartedly. "I know how you feel-I mean, if it were my little bro here...." Marron glanced at him with slight annoyance. "Heh, anyhow, we'll finish this Carob babe off quick and be back reall soon, k?"
"I guess," Chocolate didn't sound anywhere near convinced, but Carrot continued rambling-he would have had she argued.
"So, where's this Nyries we're s'possed to go to?" He asked, looking at his brother as though he'd know.
"It's to the north," Gateau spoke up, surprising everyone there. He pushed himself off the wall. "I passed through it a while ago-I know the way there."
"Great!" Carrot said cheerfully. "So, you know if there are any pretty girls there?" A hopeful gleam appeared in his eye as he asked.
"Darling!" Chocolate said, though it sounded forced and out of habit. "I don't see why you chase girls when you could have me anytime you want..." she smacked him on his head.
"Itai!" Carrot pulled away, glaring at her.
Marron sighed, blocking out his brother and Chocolate's little spat with practiced ease as his eyes found the wide lake not far away-and the fortress of the sorcerer Radacchio that was situated on the other side of it. He wondered if Tira was all right, or if his rescue attempt was bound to be futile.
NOTE: My first Bakuretsu Hunters (Sorcerer Hunters, if you prefer) fic, so I'm just experimenting here. I doubt I got their characters perfect, but thats life, ne? This is only the first part, but since the plot is all set in my mind, have little doubt that I'll finish this. ^_^
GREEN FLAMES
Tira stood, her eyes wide in surprise as she suddenly found herself standing in the center of a very small circle of green and yellow flames that lept high over her head to caress the dark sky. What had happened? One minute she was almost cheerfully whipping the Sorcerer, Radicchio, fiercly for the injustices done to the people of countless villages, and the next she was surrounded by this odd fire! Tentively, the pink haired girl reached a hand out to feel the flame, but withdrew it quickly when the green fire did indeed burn her.
"Shimatta," she muttered to herself, trying to decipher Radicchio's form through the flickering flames, but found herself unable to-she could see only hazy shadows that could be anything. "Oi!" she growled and muttered another curse, spinning around, to be sure that there was no way out-no she was surrounded.
With a sigh, the young Bakuretsu Hunter closed her eyes, loathing the thought of talking to the hiretsukan who had trapped her in there, but seeing little option.
"And whats the point of this, Radicchio?" She yelled loudly, her voice cracking slightly.
"Point, my dear Tira?" The laughter-filled voice filtered back through the fire to Tira's ears. The flames-though silent-seemed to block some of the sounding coming between Tira's little cell and the outside world. "I'd think that obvious..."
The pink haired girl sighed again, her eye concentrating on her whip, which was all too ineffectual a weapon just then. "A trap for the others; revenge;" She began to rattle off. "Hatred for the Church; simply a way to get rid of me..."
There was laughter again. "All of the above!" Radicchio called back. "Now-to my fortress, Hunter?"
Tira smirked-he couldn't just drag her along without lowering the walls-perhaps she had a chance to fight back. "Lower the walls then," She murmured.
"No need, no need," Radicchio said cheerfully. "Just walk, the walls will happily follow-provided you go where I say,"
"And how do I know where that is?" Tira replied, growing bored of the conversation. Talking to Sorcerers got tiresome so quickly.
"You'll just have to guess. Now come, Tira, dear."
Tira sighed and took a hesitant step in the direction his voice was coming from-the fire moved with her. Well, it looked like she wouldn't be fighting back anytime soon....
Dota hovered in front of four Bakuretsu Hunters, a look of worry and regret replacing her normal cheery expression. Behind her, Big Mama's expression was a muted mirror of hers.
"You want us to leave my SISTER in the hands of a SORCERER!!!!" Chocolate was shouting loudly, sneering, her red hair whipping around her face.
"Well, no," Dota said, injecting her normal dose of cuteness into the words. "We don't, but theres this OTHER Sorceress whose just been AWFUL..." She trailed off at the anger that continued to build on Chocolate's face.
"I'm sorry, Hunters," Big Mama spoke up calmly, "But Madam Carob has been using the people of Nyries as her test subjects in a set of heinous experiments trying to find immortality. She must be stopped and you must do it." Chocolate started to object again, but the purple haired woman wasn't finished. "Gateau, Chocolate and Carrot must go stop Madam Carob, but Marron may go rescue Tira."
"Nani?!" Chocolate, far from pacified by this statement, shouted at her boss, clenching her fists in frustraition. "Iie!" Suddenly, the girl was aware of the stares that the other Hunters were giving her-Carrot from his seat, cross-legged on the ground; Gateau leaning against a wall with his arms crossed over his chest and Marron standing calmly behind her, hands together in front of him. Each of them were staring at her slightly strangely. "I mean," the red head coughed. "Marron's great and all, and I know that this Sorceress must be stopped, but Tira IS my sister, and if you can only spare one of us, I want to go after her...."
Big Mama shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry, Chocolate, but your needed with the others. Marron will go, and you may after Carob is taken care of." The large woman opened her eyes with an almost-glare that killed arguement. "Good luck." She murmured.
Chocolate's mouth opened in a last protest, but Big Mama was gone. Dota floated a moment longer, troubled expresson still on her face as she studied the red head before her, then she too left without a further word.
With a sigh, Chocolate turned to face Marron, who was studying her with his golden eyes. "I care about Tira too, and I am capable," he reminded her softly.
Chocolate sighed. "I know," she said, looking down slightly. "It's just, she's my sister....."
"Hey," Carrot said, getting up and grinning at her half-heartedly. "I know how you feel-I mean, if it were my little bro here...." Marron glanced at him with slight annoyance. "Heh, anyhow, we'll finish this Carob babe off quick and be back reall soon, k?"
"I guess," Chocolate didn't sound anywhere near convinced, but Carrot continued rambling-he would have had she argued.
"So, where's this Nyries we're s'possed to go to?" He asked, looking at his brother as though he'd know.
"It's to the north," Gateau spoke up, surprising everyone there. He pushed himself off the wall. "I passed through it a while ago-I know the way there."
"Great!" Carrot said cheerfully. "So, you know if there are any pretty girls there?" A hopeful gleam appeared in his eye as he asked.
"Darling!" Chocolate said, though it sounded forced and out of habit. "I don't see why you chase girls when you could have me anytime you want..." she smacked him on his head.
"Itai!" Carrot pulled away, glaring at her.
Marron sighed, blocking out his brother and Chocolate's little spat with practiced ease as his eyes found the wide lake not far away-and the fortress of the sorcerer Radacchio that was situated on the other side of it. He wondered if Tira was all right, or if his rescue attempt was bound to be futile.