A/N:
Hello, sorry this takes so long. I've had a rather busy week. :) Well, I've decided to post the story. I'm hoping that you'd like it. This is just the prologue. Please read the A/N afterwards to understand a bit of what I had in mind.
Beta-ed by Nirex as usual, thank you dear~ ;)
Without further ado, enjoy the prologue.
Warning: I don't think there's anything dangerous here.
Pairing(s): none so far
Disclaimer: Not mine. Still Square Enix and Jupiter's, and will always be.
Prologue
"…and that concludes my report about the disturbance in District 109," an angel with golden hair spoke in an expressionless tone as another piece of paper was added onto a table that was in front of him. The round table that was about 12 feet long seated about 30 angels who all wore similar expressions as the angel doing the report. Despite that, no one was speaking, which left the room with a somewhat dreary feeling. They all looked toward an old man who sat at the other end of the long table, wearing a fatigued expression. Clearly, he was a respected figure who all of the angels looked up to. The old angel sighed wearily as he read the report paper regarding the said disturbance that had happened again for the umpteenth time this month.
"Master Seraph, what do you reckon we should do?" an angel with an accent rose from her seat. "District 109 has suffered several attacks since the start of the year. If this keeps up, we don't know what might happen."
The old angel shook his head. "I understand, my friend, but if you would please be patient," he said kindly to the young woman. "109 has only suffered minor damage. We have to be a bit more patient before deciding whether we should take part in it."
"I told you the decision to reclaim 109's guardian might not be right in the first place," a small stout angel said in a rueful tone. "Look at what's happening right now."
"He's right," another angel replied. "I say this calls for immediate action."
"But if we hadn't done what we did, who knows what would happen in the future. Not to mention the influence 109 has on other districts," another one cut in. "We did what was necessary. This is just a phase that will pass, just like it does with other districts at times."
Just like that, a heated argument began around the conference table. A few angels, however, stood still beside the walls, bearing their silence and poker faces. The Seraph shook his head and began rereading the reports. True, the situation in District 109 needed immediate attention. But no one was currently able to handle the mess in the said district. District 109 was an unruly child to begin with. Trouble children needed special attention from special kind of people. There were none that could tend to it right now.
The blonde angel who gave the report earlier moved to sit next to the seraph and coughed to gain his attention. The seraph cast a glance at the young angel who was trying to get his attention. Satisfied that he was given what he sought, the angel bowed his head in respect before speaking.
"With all due respect, Master Seraph, I feel inclined to make a suggestion," he said. "I think it is necessary to make a move to fix the trouble brewing in District 109. I have seen the situation with my own eyes. Things were starting to get ugly and it might get uglier if we let it go on. I am imploring that you please give us command and we will move to settle the trouble."
The seraph smiled softly. The young angel wasn't saying anything new. In fact he was just like the others, imploring him to make a decision to help the troubled district. But his politeness and the way his eyes shined with concern for the said district moved the old man's lips into a fond smile. "Then tell me, my dear friend. What do you propose I do?" he asked softly. "There is no one capable of caring for 109 right now. After the previous year, we sadly had to rid it of its caretaker, as you already know yourself."
"Yes, I know. I was there," the young angel nodded. "And I know what I am proposing is crazy, but…we might just not have another choice."
"My dear Astral, you are not asking me to…"
"Yes, Master Seraph," the angel named Astral said. "What choice to do we have? The only people capable of handling District 109 are with us. We have the capability to help. YOU have the capability to help."
"That is just nonsense!" an angel interjected. Apparently, the silent conversation had not been unheard by the others present around the table. And of course, just like that, another upheaval began, this time regarding the seemingly absurd idea the angel Astral just proposed.
"You are out of your mind, Astral!"
"The only person capable of handling District 109 is currently unable to move back and stop the disturbance! There is no way—"
"Not the only one," Astral interrupted. The rest of them immediately fell silent. "Not the only one."
"Unacceptable," a senior angel stated. "Asking for help fromhim?! You are out of it, my friend! That is just simply unacceptable!"
"When are we going to set aside our pride and just settle for what we have?" Astral argued. "We have what's necessary, and we all know he's the only one available. So why not?"
"Sanae Hanekoma is currently in purgatory," another angel argued. "Asking for help from a fallen is simply—"
"He did it out of love," Astral interjected. "He might have fallen, but his love for his district is not something that we can deny. I am certain he would be more than willing to help."
"What if he causes more disorder instead?" an angel with red hair questioned. "We all know the troubles that we had to deal with thanks to his actions."
"Then do you have any other suggestion?" Astral huffed. Honestly, these old timers were such—
"Very well."
All eyes darted to the only voice agreeing with the young angel's suggestion. "Are you sure, Master Seraph?" the senior angel questioned meekly. The old angel shook his head, the fond smile still present on his face.
"Yes. I command you to take Sanae Hanekoma out of purgatory and put him back in his station until the disturbance is past. Sanae Hanekoma is now once again District 109—Shibuya's—Producer."
End Prologue
A/N:
...well? How did that go?
Yes, Hanekoma will be back in this series. Before you lower the 'cliched' thing at me, I just wanna tell you where I got this idea from the game:
"…those erased within the Game disperse the mind and spirit housed within their flesh in the form of Soul. Thus, they are erased only from visible existence: their Soul persists in the UG until gathered and tied together according to a new code"
:) I've got that to justify my actions please don't kill meh. I need him for the plot. Hehe *prepares to duck from minivans*
By the way, cookies for those who gets where I get the 109 thing x) some real references will be good. We all know I love that *or maybe we don't*
I will post chapter 1 as soon as possible. Dear beta has beta-ed it for me. I just haven't retouched it yet.
Reviews could help anyone, no matter how good they are, so it'll mean a lot to me, since I'm not that good ;) thanks a lot~
