WAR OF THE ANGELS
by Nocturne Moon
Disclaimer: I do not own Angelic Layer or any of the characters used.
Authors Notes: Take note that this was written after only reading one volume of the manga. Other than that, enjoy!
chapter one: and so it begins ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---
Misaki Suzuhara gulped as she blinked at the crowd. Glancing at Hikaru again, she closed her eyes tight.
Where was her opponent? In an attempt to clear her mind, she tried to listen to the cries of the fans.
One cry forced her to open her eyes and to look back to the crowd.
"Misakichi!"
Looking around quickly, she saw Tamayo, grinning and waving wildly. Smiling back, she waved a bit before turning back to the Layer.
Soon enough, her opponent arrived. Donning their visors, they gave each other cold stares, both ready to outwit the other.
"Angels to the Layer!"
Both tossed their Angels, and both landed with catlike grace.
"Angelic Fight!"
It wasn't long until both Angels were going at each other, each one getting closer to victory with every move.
Misaki smiled a bit, certain of the outcome.
With one last kick from Hikaru, the other Angel was down and out.
As they undid their visors, the two Deus' smiled at one another.
"Nice battle," Misaki's latest opponent said, leaving the arena.
"And it's final! Misaki Suzuhara will advance to the next round!"
Misaki grinned inwardly.
"We did it!" Misaki whispered to her Angel. "Icchan will be so proud!"
At the end of the day, Misaki left the arena, yawning. Koutarou and Tamayo ran out after her.
"Misakichi! Misakichi!"
Turning to her friends, Misaki grinned. "Hey!"
"Great job, Suzu-" Koutarou began, but after sensing a glare from Tamayo, he corrected himself, "Misakichi."
"Eh, it wasn't that hard," Misaki laughed, walking back home with her comrades.
"But you were awesome!" Tamayo said, looking over to her from beside Koutarou.
"Not exact-"
Misaki was cut off as a strange, lanky man in a labcoat and glasses landed, catlike, in front of them.
Pushing up his glasses with a smirk, he stood, and then turned away. Walking a little ways in the direction he was facing, he abruptly turned.
"ICCHAN GO BOOM!"
"Gyaa!" Misaki cried, tumbling back a bit as her friends blinked, clueless.
"Well," Icchan began, now walking with the three, "You did a marvelous job. Almost perfect, if I do say so myself."
"Thank you, Mr. Icchan!" Misaki beamed.
"All those hours of practice are working, I see," Icchan said, not even looking at Misaki.
"Yup!" Misaki grinned more. "But don't compliment ME..."
Misaki hugged Hikaru. "Thank Hikaru! She's the one who fought, after all!"
Tamayo, finally getting over the oddity that was Icchan, grinned.
"Good job, Hikaru!" she said, patting the Angel on the head with her index finger.
Koutarou smiled. "Good job to both of you."
The next day, Misaki entered the arena, ready for the challenges she would have to face that day.
As she took a few steps into where the screaming fans could see her, an ear- shattering scream filled the arena, applause adding to the effect.
Misaki blinked. "Nice to know I'm popular," She sighed, going to the Layer in the center of the field.
Today, she could tell, was going to be a little odd.
Securing her visor, she sat down at the layer.
"Angels to the Layer!"
It was all routine by now.
Misaki barely had to be told what to do now. The Layer seemed like an internal clock, telling her what to do and when to do so.
"Angelic Fight!"
All went well for Misaki during the first few minutes of the battle.
Suddenly, the Layer began to spark with a light that nearly blinded both competitors.
The entire arena went dark, and screams of fear echoed around in the darkness.
The light only continued to burn, and suddenly the Layer seemed to explode with the light, and the wings of the visors suddenly were sucked back in.
Then, the light stopped, and for a few seconds all was still and silent.
The lights of the arena came back, and all was normal again, except....
The Angels were gone.
by Nocturne Moon
Disclaimer: I do not own Angelic Layer or any of the characters used.
Authors Notes: Take note that this was written after only reading one volume of the manga. Other than that, enjoy!
chapter one: and so it begins ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---
Misaki Suzuhara gulped as she blinked at the crowd. Glancing at Hikaru again, she closed her eyes tight.
Where was her opponent? In an attempt to clear her mind, she tried to listen to the cries of the fans.
One cry forced her to open her eyes and to look back to the crowd.
"Misakichi!"
Looking around quickly, she saw Tamayo, grinning and waving wildly. Smiling back, she waved a bit before turning back to the Layer.
Soon enough, her opponent arrived. Donning their visors, they gave each other cold stares, both ready to outwit the other.
"Angels to the Layer!"
Both tossed their Angels, and both landed with catlike grace.
"Angelic Fight!"
It wasn't long until both Angels were going at each other, each one getting closer to victory with every move.
Misaki smiled a bit, certain of the outcome.
With one last kick from Hikaru, the other Angel was down and out.
As they undid their visors, the two Deus' smiled at one another.
"Nice battle," Misaki's latest opponent said, leaving the arena.
"And it's final! Misaki Suzuhara will advance to the next round!"
Misaki grinned inwardly.
"We did it!" Misaki whispered to her Angel. "Icchan will be so proud!"
At the end of the day, Misaki left the arena, yawning. Koutarou and Tamayo ran out after her.
"Misakichi! Misakichi!"
Turning to her friends, Misaki grinned. "Hey!"
"Great job, Suzu-" Koutarou began, but after sensing a glare from Tamayo, he corrected himself, "Misakichi."
"Eh, it wasn't that hard," Misaki laughed, walking back home with her comrades.
"But you were awesome!" Tamayo said, looking over to her from beside Koutarou.
"Not exact-"
Misaki was cut off as a strange, lanky man in a labcoat and glasses landed, catlike, in front of them.
Pushing up his glasses with a smirk, he stood, and then turned away. Walking a little ways in the direction he was facing, he abruptly turned.
"ICCHAN GO BOOM!"
"Gyaa!" Misaki cried, tumbling back a bit as her friends blinked, clueless.
"Well," Icchan began, now walking with the three, "You did a marvelous job. Almost perfect, if I do say so myself."
"Thank you, Mr. Icchan!" Misaki beamed.
"All those hours of practice are working, I see," Icchan said, not even looking at Misaki.
"Yup!" Misaki grinned more. "But don't compliment ME..."
Misaki hugged Hikaru. "Thank Hikaru! She's the one who fought, after all!"
Tamayo, finally getting over the oddity that was Icchan, grinned.
"Good job, Hikaru!" she said, patting the Angel on the head with her index finger.
Koutarou smiled. "Good job to both of you."
The next day, Misaki entered the arena, ready for the challenges she would have to face that day.
As she took a few steps into where the screaming fans could see her, an ear- shattering scream filled the arena, applause adding to the effect.
Misaki blinked. "Nice to know I'm popular," She sighed, going to the Layer in the center of the field.
Today, she could tell, was going to be a little odd.
Securing her visor, she sat down at the layer.
"Angels to the Layer!"
It was all routine by now.
Misaki barely had to be told what to do now. The Layer seemed like an internal clock, telling her what to do and when to do so.
"Angelic Fight!"
All went well for Misaki during the first few minutes of the battle.
Suddenly, the Layer began to spark with a light that nearly blinded both competitors.
The entire arena went dark, and screams of fear echoed around in the darkness.
The light only continued to burn, and suddenly the Layer seemed to explode with the light, and the wings of the visors suddenly were sucked back in.
Then, the light stopped, and for a few seconds all was still and silent.
The lights of the arena came back, and all was normal again, except....
The Angels were gone.