D.N.O
Nana breathed slowly and deeply.
Her nude form laying on the table in the dimly lit room, a man in his late twenties massaging her backside in a very personal and blatantly sensual way.
"Isaac, press harder. Rider hit a lot harder than I thought she would. Ohhhh, that's the spot." Nana outright moaned, though only half truthfully, half of it was to rile up her masseur.
"Nana, just so you know. I'm enjoying this more then you are…and don't forget. You promised me a few things…" Isaac kindly whispered next to Nana's ear, His hands wandering along her body.
Warm air puffed out of Nana's mouth in a moan as her lover fingered the metal within the tight passage of her person, her body readjusting to the stimulation. "I know, I know. An explanation. It just didn't cross me when you didn't question me, coming over to the kingdom's emergency doctor abode…But I guess when I promised I'd close the studio for a night with you…"
"I wouldn't bat an eye and come running across the very ocean to get there. Nana, you can't flap your wings out of this. How about you explain before I start doing things I know you can't do but love?" Isaac negotiated, his practiced hands massaging very stiff muscles in his lover's back.
"I know I really should, but it's so hard to when your threats sound like such good offers, but having very passionate and painful sex in front of our hosts is sort of rude, couldn't you agree, Kishitani-san?" Nana almost offered in half teasing half serious tone.
On the couch in the center of the living room, Shinra pushed his glasses closer to his face, recomposing himself from the wandering mental images he was getting with the massage table and his precious Celty. "Oiseaus, I'd prefer if you didn't do…acts of passion on my physical therapy table… Actually, I was wondering? Why are you here when Celty isn't around?".
Nana started to blush, her lover's pleasures not helping her in her attempts to stay composed. "W-Well, Things all started when I was given an order from the council to collect the 'Puppet'."
E.O. F
As the assistant to one of the mighty councilmen, I had to follow all of my boss' orders. If he wanted someone out of the picture, I had to turn them in something useful. If he wanted incriminating photos of an enemy, I got him photos, and If he wanted sexual favors, I had to oblige to give them what he wanted, even if I could lead it in any way I wanted…but I have a fiancé, that I will never let slip out of my talons, so that never came up between me and my boss.
The latest order was to acquire a "Manikin" or someone that had the features of one. She had connections to the King of Ikebukuro's "Reaper" and could be used to get the "Reaper" into the familial warmth, and icy power of the Royal Court.
My first attempt was surveying the city until I found the girl, which took me into the evening, but when I found her, she was being chased by the "Reaper". Who I had previous encounters with before, mainly giving her the gift (A carbon fiber skull based on the estimated measurements of an image of a detached head), Boss said was the first step in the plan to get her to be on working terms with us.
The chase was very brief, leading to me talking to the famed Headless Rider. It turns out she's not just a Dullahuan, but has a name too. Celty Sturlason. She might be a fledgling ascended after all.
So after a few brief conversations about why I was in town, I told her I was like her. A being of immense power, A D—Alien?! Before I could finish explaining myself to her, she shivered in what was supposedly fear and madly typed on her phone to show me the question that "was I an alien", with five exclamation points.
Seeing the situation go nowhere, I decompressed the dense air around me and let my wings form from my arms and I flew into the sky, giving a show to the person I'll be seeing a lot of.
The next day, I flew to the building the Dullahan and her supposed partner lived (as he proclaims to be proudly) in hopes of Sturlason finding leads on where to look for the "puppet". Celty unknowingly lead me to the entrance of Raira academy, a high school. But unknowingly to me, it was the place I met two guys that would play parts in the rest of my days in this city.
No one really noticed me (or wanted to look at me directly… smart people) as I took a perch on the school gate walls. Watching her roundhouse a guy with a blond pompadour, only for the bastard king of Ikebukuro to jump on the man's back like a trampoline and then scare away another girl by just disgracing her dignity. (Sex-shaming bastard…)
I assumed everyone knew what meant by bastard king of Ikebukuro, but I remembered Issac doesn't know Izaya Orihara…yeah that guy, the master to the "prefect student", Ryusei Tsubasa. A nihilist little prick but willing to make deals with my boss.
Well, back to what I was saying. Orihara ending up talking to a young guy named Ryugaminee, who out of being too overwhelmed with the weird factor briskly walked away, saying good bye to his classmate. A bespectacled girl with a strange aura to her, it just felt…empty…like she was unable to comprehend emotional. Which meant no power, but she had power to it.
It was something I noted down as I followed Sturlason and Orihara following Ryugaminee. Eventually the boy stopped and just started talking with Celty. I was able to just insert myself in the situation in the middle of their talk, those two were surprised by my input but Orihara didn't care as it seemed he already knew I would be following Sturlason.
Through the talk I was able to explain to Celty that I had a similar goal to hers and only wanted to help in that. After a while Ryugaminee asked to see the inside of Celty's helmet to see if what she was a real thing, as she showed her interior, I quickly placed the gift MK II into it.
The dullahan twitched for a moment as the skull floated in the mist till the shadows formed around it remaking a face…but purely out of her shadows. It dissipated very quickly as it seemed the face forming was a subconscious action. Celty gripped her hands very tightly seemingly trying to hold something together, and just left the skull floating in her helmet as she turned around, politely showing me her phone to walk away and explain some things to her later.
Not wanting to make the situation tense, I left and just watched her from a distance, talking to Ryugaminee and then following him to his home. Only for a few minutes later, two men jumped out of the window and drove away in a cleaner truck. That specific truck will be noted late in a news report for having explosive engine failure, unknowing by almost all by my lovely Isaac.
E.O.F
The "biker" and the "skydiver" stood at the roof of a building overseeing the mass collection of people, talking between each other.
"Sturluson, I hope you understand I'm only trying to help. The girl you're looking for isn't what you want, but if you're right. I need to take the girl to see how a beheaded body would actually still live with the head of a dullahan."
The biker twisted their arm and their phone quickly slipped into their hand, very quickly typing a response. "I can at least find out if it's the head, Nana. I've felt very empty without it." She then went to make another response. "I want to trust you, but I have questions."
"Well, ask away. I'll answer to the best of my ability." Nana responded almost seeming to laugh at the pretense of it, for some reason.
"Where did you get that skull? Why have you been following me, Looking for that girl? You've mentioned your following orders, who's are you following?"
Nana lifted her helmet, revealing her tightly knotted black hair, and reddish violet eyes. "Like I've said before I'm a being like you, but that's not important right now. The skull was a gift to help you cope with the loss of your head. The head of a dullahan is the source of their power, as its words can cause one to die so it can take the soul, but since you have been detached from it, the power in it has moved towards your body, giving you immense power and awareness. I was sent to recruit you into my organization, a group that brings together beings of legend, mythos, and even fiction to achieve what they all deserve. A place coexisting or even above humans. I know that sounds wrong to a good natured person like you but it's a place for people that can no longer belong in this world. I hope you are happy with my explanation as the answer to the other questions is because I'm following orders I do not have any reason to question."
The phone was put in front of her face only showing one phrase. "Why?"
"You want to know why? It saved me, I'm eternally loyal to them, because it's given me everything I've ever wanted. It gave me my life, my love, my passion, my finances, I could go on. I hope you understand that past my orders. I want to honestly be friends with you. Not because you're a dullahan, but I find you to be the most human person I've ever met…even if I've only known you for a few days."
Celty just put her phone back into her suit, looking distantly to the sky. Turning around once she saw the girl that supposedly was her head grated onto a body.
K.O.H
In the crowds of people, all of their phones glowing with a message, except for men in suits, Namie Yagiri, and a young man wearing a jacket and a custom cabby hat.
"You know, Orihara. This place is quite amazing, all of the special kinds of people. Even game of the caliber I hunt."
"It pains me to say this, but I can't help it to agree. So many amazing people."
"This might be unneeded to say, but a war Is coming. One where the kingdom that has ascended humanity will seek to claim your throne." The guy walked into the crowd, disappearing into obscurity.
"What a pretentious name, really funny how almighty they think of themselves, I can truly relate."
D.N.O
Isaac pulled and with a pop, and then unceremoniously a slight clang, the metal toy landed on the ground. "Nana. You're lucky you know that. You told Sturluson too much before everything settled down. "
Nana wasn't able to respond her, whole body seeming tone twitching in pleasure. After coming down from her high, she pushed her upper half with her elbows to look Isaac in the eyes. "Isaac, I took a chance, benefitted from it, and then proceeded to get the brunt of it when it went to all hell…of anything you would have seen what happened on the news, a lot of people were taking pictures and videos."
Issac only smiled, one of his hands on the side of Nana's neck and one very close to the center of her rear. His face directly in front of his lover's face, her heated breath hitting his neck. "I think you should give a play by play of what happened. It will be my…test for you, because I'll hit your weak spot the entire time and if you finish the story I'll carry you out of here and we'll see how far away we can go before it becomes…. inconvenient. If you fail to…I'll bring you to the edge of the edge…and go home and wait for you to get dressed." His hand inched closer between her rear as he explained his terms.
Nana tightened her legs in desire, having difficulty to speak from the surprise assault of her fiancé. "I take your challenge, human." Nana replied taking a different tone, obviously attempting a role to add to the game between her and Isaac.
E.O.F
I could only smile as I stared at the women in a burst of rage summon her bike and ride down the building.
I could feel her soul link with mine, but also scream with astounding power towards all around. Making even the most spiritually deaf hear.
It felt good, I felt good. Really good. Like I was just reborn instead of two weeks ago. I cracked the joints in my hands out of needless anticipation, and stared towards the sky.
I gaped in shock….it was a blood moon. That's bad…it means a demon's power will reach new limits…and overp...
I tasted blood, but it wasn't like the normal metallic taste, it was tasteless…and it made me hungry…. very hungry.
Blood was supposed to taste like smooth metal and supple, supple, supple, supple flesh.
I had to taste it again, I had to…. I had to, I had to, I had to, I had to. I Needed to.
I need to devour them; I need to consume them to make this hungry cease… I wanted to eat them all, I wanted to devour their delicious bloody corpses. I WANTED TO!
I could feel my body reach a new feeling of power, of true bliss. I couldn't control myself.
My helmet cracked in my now taloned hands, my hair with a gust of wing unraveled. My wings formed from my body, wanting to be used.
My muscles twitched in pain and absolute glee, my legs shifting into avian Jacksprings.
I leaped off the roof, circling in the sky for prime game to devour in the crowd of livestock.
My mouth dripping more colorless blood as my teeth reshape into beautiful, beautiful fangs. Perfect for ripping flesh off.
As I searched through the crowd listening into the happenings of my friend. I heard a voice…and it made every other thought in my mind stop... It was him. That obsessed bastard.
I could never forget that evening. It was just a week into my surveillance contract, I saw that shit-brained bastard carrying a cylinder case, face of twisted love. I took a picture and within minutes…I can only remember falling into the pavement.
I. WILL. HAVE. HIS. BLOOD.
F.T.D
This wasn't how he really imagine the plan would go. Well most things were planned for but the psychopathic Seiji Nagiri to charge him with a scalpel screaming for his love "Celty" to be given back to him wasn't really expected.
The second but even weirder thing is said psychopath being tackled from something no other way describable than as a "Bird-woman".
"You damn shit-brained bastard, Remember me!?" The winged woman screamed as she bit and tore chunks of flesh off of Seiji with her teeth, claws, and talons.
This moment seemed to last for a few seconds.
Only for it be broken by the Black Biker kicking the woman in the chest, knocking her off Seiji. Who had chunks and slivers of flesh missing from his shoulders, arms, and legs. Staying on the ground not out of fear but his body refusing to move from shock…otherwise he seemed to be in no pain.
The two mythical beings seemed to brawl with each other, it ending with the biker knocking the woman unconscious through slamming her helmet into her upper back.
As the biker went to disarm Seiji who was getting to his feet, almost ready to charge again. A teenage girl ran in front of him begging the faceless biker (she had a skull floating in the shadows that came from her neck) to not kill him.
That girl…it couldn't be. But it was…it was Harima Mika. The girl that went missing a week maybe two ago.
Him proclaiming that just seemed to make everyone involved have clashing emotions. The biker seemed to be in shock...and maybe denial. Mika looked outright ashamed, and Seiji looked to be full denial.
She went to explain that she broke into Seiji's apartment to spend time with him, only to get her skull cracked after Seiji throw her head into a wall after she saw a disembodied head in a container.
She then apologized for not being, saying his sister then said if she wanted him to love her, she had to look like the head. So a doctor came, telling her with some plastic surgery and make up she could. The doctor told her, her name is now Celty, as it's the name of the head.
Harima continued to explain and apologize, the biker seemed to just be in frustration, and walked off, picking the bird woman off the ground and over her shoulders. Driving away on her silent bike.
K.O.D
"Mister, that's what happened that night. I can't really remember much more about the biker sorry." Ryugaminne explained, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.
"No, it's fine. I just needed to know if something went the way I thought it would and it did. So you're okay." The older twenties man thanked as he started to walk off. "Sorry to interrupt your walk home, Ryugaminne-kun. Have a nice day!"
Mikado just partially stared in surprise. "Mister…I never got your name!"
L.D.M
He couldn't stop thinking about the possibilities, all the things he could just do on the physical therapy table with his precious Celty.
Those two were becoming a bad influence, and it's only been a day with them being around. They even moved in to the apartment a floor below, it was almost silly how far planned he went so he could stay with his precious Celty for the rest of his days.
"I wonder what those are doing. They went to get dressed, and it's now quiet…" Shinra thought to himself as he walked to the room Celty usually used to sleep. Stopping at the door due to the amount of sounds he'd only really wanted to hear from himself and Celty.
Shinra brought his hand to his face and massaged his eyes. He's going to need to kick them out of his apartment or just get used to this being a thing.
After counting his odds, his contracts, and levels of which specific things were more important to Celty and what would lead to him getting to express his love to her.
He leaves them unbothered and sits back on his coach. Staring at the evening sky.
"Everything just shifts to normalcy within days…with only a few added bonuses. Couldn't you agree, Celty?" Shinra said out loud talking to a receiver band on his wrist.
"Tá sé deas a bhraitheann i gcrích arís. Shinra, ach a níos mó a fháil mé a bheith in éineacht leat." (It's nice to feel complete again. Shinra, but its greater that i get to be with you.) A voice replied through the receiver.
"Celty, I really appreciate you saying that, but I can barely understand the words you say. "Shinra expressed with slight embarrassment. "This is a weird thing to get used to but it's nice to have Celty always around."
Two days ago
The apartment was surprisingly quiet for the amount of work being done to the floor and wiring in the walls.
Shinra only marveled at the speed and skill the "Engineers" Brannigan sent, did their craft. It was truly remarkable to someone such as him.
A hand gently went onto his shoulder, he turned to look and it was Brannigan. "Shinra, you excited? You will now have no worry about your love ever wanting to leave you…. unless you get into a marital dispute, but that's not my case to say. "The young man calmly and casually told the doctor.
"Why are doing this anyway, we barely know each other and one of the first things you do is help me with one of the most important things to me?" Shinra asked, light screening the lens of his glasses.
Brannigan smiled fully. "What's wrong with helping my employees? As something I've learned from personal experience, when you run a game it's better to be friends with the players instead of an enemy. To give challenge and tasks to conquer instead of enemies their way to kill them, all in the name of a good adventure and story."
"Oh…Okay..." Shinra laughed lightly. "That's a way to answer that."
"Nice to see you understand. As I've learned from a former yet successful cohort of sorts, it's better to convince the players to be in position for the big events then to force them to do so. So trust me Doctor Kishitani, you and your love's life will not be boring for quite a while."
I can promise you that.