Chapter Uno
The celestial being stood behind it's table, it counted eleven round golden balls putting them back in the cane basket. It hated the number eleven, it needed the number twelve. Floating back and forth, a pandemonium of lights were released from the celestial body it carried the other name of the Northern Lights. Screeching it moved with more vigor, it then returned to it's basket to count. Any second the finale child would appear then it could restore balance, then it could not have hell and heaven crushing down upon its star.
It was no HiME star that could take the heavy pressure of heaven and hells demands!
Yes, it had almost been tricked into taking the fake child but it needed the twelfth child to restore the balance. It should of excepted it and given the gifts to heaven and hell saying "THAT'S THE BEST TO BE DONE, WHY WAIT CENTURIES FOR SOMETHING THAT MIGHT NOT COME?"
It took the balls out again and put them on a scale, four one side five on another, no matter how it tried to rearrange them it stayed unbalanced. It flapped its wings and let out an evil hiss.
IT HATED THE NUMBER ELEVEN!
A confused soul then appeared in front of it, the celestial put the balls back in the basket then took out a feather from its robes, putting the feather one side of the scales. Then put it's hand into the transparent soul and pulled out the souls heart, placing the heart on the scale it went heavily down on the heart's side.
"Murderer," said the celestial being in a sweet voice then changed to demonic screech, "TO HELL."
The clouds opened up beneath the spirit, it moved in rapid movements trying not to fall. But as the spirit fell its shape changed and became solid as it hit Earth. The celestial being stared at the orphan, it watched as the orphan looked up with it's two big eyes wanting to make a contract to become a child. Wanting to feed off the "mind power" of any of the HiME's, it needed the spiritual energy or else it would just fade away to nothing.
There was something at Earth calling the orphan's to existence, something not allowing the spirit to go it it's punishment.
There was no balance.
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Mikoto crouched on a high branch Miroku in her hand, the moon reflected off her golden eyes as she stared at the orphan slithering below her. Miroku the black sword hummed in her hand, it was ready for the ending of the hunt. The orphan's six eyes like antennas moved independently searching for her, it left a trail of green sludge that smelt like Natsuki's cooking. Jumping in a blur too the next tree, Mikoto readied herself to fight. Moving to another tree on the opposite side of the trail she passed one of the orphan's eye, the orphan let out a screech as one of its eyes dropped on the ground. Bubbling and fizzing the eye melted burning the ground, the orphan turned and searched the trees while one of its eye stump's bleed green acid burning the ground around it.
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" she screamed cutting off three more of the orphan's eyes. Its sharp tail twisted around aiming for her constantly moving body, breaking trees and raising huge amounts of dust. She fought more robotic moving to the sound of her grandfather's voice "dodge, slice" Every so often the words of her brother would enter her mind "Protect your loved one."
She jumped forward to her grandfather's voice, slicing the side of the slug. Green blood exploded out, Mikoto rolled away avoiding the dangerous burning liquored. The blood hit the tree behind her, from the corner of her eye she could see it melt. The slug's metal tail drove down towards her, Mikoto rolled again then called to her heart. Calling to her truest emotion.
Mikoto ran in front of the orphan, swinging around in circle with her sword she then drove the sword into the ground. Her child did not fully come out of the ground, but huge spikes ran out of the ground spearing the orphan. Mikoto then ran along the orphan's worm like body cutting the orphan in half, landing she twisted and stared as the orphan quickly disappeared.
Taking a deep breath she looked at the light of a motorbike coming towards her, she guessed the orphan had been after Natsuki since not many people knew of the back way to Fuuka Academy. The orphans were becoming more cunning, Mikoto sighed and disappeared in the forest as the bike came closer to the mess of the battle field.
Quickly running back to Fuuka Academy, Mikoto thought little until her dorm came into view. She guessed Mai would be wondering why she had so much room in her bed. Mikoto frowned, it was Mai's last year at Fuuka and she would be moving out. Mikoto had another 2 years remaining, it would be very lonely and she was not sure who was moving into the dorm with her.
She was worried about her stomach, how was she going to survive without Mai's cooking?
Her stomach rumbled at the thought of food, she felt so empty inside she hadn't eaten in three hours. Worried that she would faint she climbed up a tree, then from the tree jumped on to the balcony of her and Mai's dorm. Quietly opening the sliding door, she hid her sword back in her black art holder and slid it under her bed. Mai had once almost opened the case, and Mikoto had physically attacked her tickling her sides. Mikoto then had made Mai promise not to open it without her permission, Mai had hesitantly agreed and Mikoto made sure the art holder was close to her at all times.
"Yuuichi," Mikoto looked up at Mai who had a sad mouth. Poor Mai, Mikoto thought to herself deciding that instead of starting in her bed, that she would just go directly to point B. As soon as she made herself comfortable, of course on Mai's breasts. Mai stopped mumbling and went quiet, Mai and Tate had not worked anything out and although Mai had been acting all tough but she had been constantly breaking down in her sleep. Mikoto was getting annoyed they loved each other, she could actually smell it. On that thought Mikoto fell into a completely different dream of eating pudding, she would have little time of sleep until Natsuki would come either silently or kicking down the door.
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Natsuki drove on her motorbike along the trail Mikoto had battled on, she had now stopped and looked at the destruction of the forest area. Looking around at the demolished area, an odd thought ran though her mind. Shurizu could have done this. She shook her head at her idiocy, Shurizu like all the other HiME's had lost there powers. And Shurizu wasn't the type to rent a bulldozer and run down trees for fun.
Then what could have done such a thing?
Suddenly feeling unseen eyes, Natsuki slid back onto her motorbike then moved the throttle down. She was going to stay with Mai's for the night, she rarely went to school and Mai was always willing to have her and make her breakfast. She also had a large supply of mayonnaise, which she liked to raid before going on her drifting periods. But last time she had stayed the night Mai had tried to force her to go to school, she had even the nerve to dress her in uniform while she had slept. Natsuki had humored her pretending to go to class, the last minute she had to go to the bathrooms. Mai had waited for 15 minutes before realizing that she had left, Natsuki smiling to herself as she tried to forget the demolished trees.
What could have caused it? An orphan?
Turning into the academy she slowed down and parked her bike in the bushes, taking the gun out of her bag she put in the back of her jeans. Sneaking into Fukaa academy wasn't very hard, since she had been sneaking in and out for years.
Walking over to the dorms she walked around the back to the laundry, there was a small window at ground level. Getting onto her stomach she pushed the window open then slid in backwards, she knew that the dorms were locked after dark Haruka's law was still in order from all the oddities from the year before. Using her feet to feel, she found the washing machine below her putting her feet firmly down. She slid completely though, smiling cockily to herself NAtaski jumped to the ground. Too easy. One foot found a bar of soap, flying backwards her head hit the washing machine behind her.
Rubbing the back of her head she turned to look at the washing machine, it had a huge dint in it from her head. It was either poorly made or she had a very hard head. Angry she kicked the washing machine then carefully walked over the squashed soap, if she could have she would have kicked the soap too. Opening the door to the dorm halls, she crept along in the shadows she noted that there had been repairs done. Reaching Mai and Mikoto's door she knocked lightly, waiting she grew impatient and knocked a little harder. Nasuki's head hurt and she wanted in. The dorm hall echoed with the sound of Natsuki's knocking, hearing other people yelling Nasuki kicked the door open frightening Mai jumped back from the door.
"God if you gave me a little more time you could have not broken our door," said Mai yawning and staring at the broken top hinge. Natsuki turned her face in either in a blush of shame or stubbornness from her impatience, Mai watched still slightly groggy as NAtsuki closed the shaky door.
"Well if you had…" Natsuki started
"Shhhh…" Mai interrupted turning away and walking toward the bedroom. "Go to bed. Mai needs bed."
Mikoto awoke her body in the middle of the floor, she looked at NAtsuki in her bed. There was the problem. Mikoto was naturally attracted to heat, since there were to warm bodies in the room, she was in a predicament. She didn't like being alone or cold, to many memories would resurface. Scratching her short black hair, she looked at both girls and judged how warm they were. Getting up she lay down again on Mai, then lay next to Natsuki.
The girl was a furnace, mumbling to herself as she fell asleep, "Jackpot."
AN: im on edge my cat is creeping outside my door…