It's seriously late. As a New Year present, I give you the second chapter of Soul Resonance. In my opinion, it wasn't as good as the first. At least I tried my best to do it some good. Constructive criticism is welcomed while flames are not.

Soul Resonance

Chapter 2: Eternity

Giotto Vongola was the boss of the most powerful and influential vigilante group now mafia family in the world. Under his leadership, the Vongola Family is a force to be reckoned with. With him, his guardians are reliable and amazing though they can be a tad crazy and quirky. He doesn't have anything to worry about.

The said boss stared at a beautiful woman in front of his desk. Her wispy brown hair fell on her shoulders, traveling on a curvy body and an ample pair of breasts that would leave a man staring, a red gown hugged her body. Her light green eyes were held on a heart-shaped face. If he was a hormonal teenager, he would keel over and grovel for her attention.

"Cecilia, you head the firearms and weaponry. Pray tell why the weaponry kept disappearing to. As I said before, my men weren't able to supply themselves when they are off battling some enemy." Giotto asked in a clear and strict tone.

Cecilia shook her head. "I don't know where they go. I transport them to our allies and check our firearm supply every day."

"Please check it thoroughly. The Vongola needs the weapons." Giotto sighed. "You are dismissed."

Cecilia nodded and left the office. She began her stroll towards the gardens and found an interesting event. The woman smirked cruelly as she watched G chased Lampo with scissors in his hands, threatening to cut off his hair. "Such stupid men…"

Making sure nobody was looking, she took powder from her pockets and threw onto the ground, disappearing into flames.

"Mistress," A man bowed to her. Cecilia smirked and nodded. "Shall we proceed?"

Giotto frowned. He never trusted that woman; his hyper intuition told him so. He only appointed her head of the weaponry department because of his guardians' persuasion. He had to admit she is beautiful but not often the guardians are trusting towards beautiful women. Always they leave the women to wait at home while the men are off battling. Something about Cecilia doesn't seem right…

Standing up from his seat, Giotto found his way towards the library. He searched the shelves and finally found the books he needed. Finding a seat, Giotto opened the books he picked and began reading.

"Primo!" G jerked around and saw his childhood friend and boss reading. He shrugged and began to make his way for lunch. Vongola Primo didn't notice his friend at all. He was so absorbed reading a section on demi-gods.

For the next few days, Giotto read the books and tried to pry information from Daemon. The Mist Guardian never felt a migraine like what he is feeling right now as Giotto asked dozens of questions on real illusions.

Giotto sighed as he sat on the bench in the gardens. He had asked Cecilia to meet him in the maze gardens. He had asked for his guardians to be with him, but they seem to be missing.

Giotto stood up when he saw Cecilia walked into the entrance. Cecilia smiled at him flirtatiously. "Giotto, why did you ask me to come here?"

"I want to ask you about the weaponry."

Cecilia blinked in surprise. "I beg your pardon. We have already discussed this topic."

"I know. You are a witch, aren't you?"

Cecilia's eyes widened. "Now why would you ask a woman that? It's rude and insulting."

"Don't play with me. I have seen Dying Will flames and other unbelievable feats, but never had I thought witches and magic are actually real."

"Sir, the Dying Will flames are magic."

Giotto groaned. "Cecilia, my hyper intuition never fails. My first instinct was to find any books related to witchcraft and-."

Cecilia smirked cruelly as she watched Giotto struggled to fight the vines. "I knew you were intuitive, but I never thought you were this much." She snapped her fingers and emerged behind her was his guardians and friends tied in vines.

"Everyone!"

"I was planning to reveal myself." Cecilia sighed. "Your weapon supplies are lacking now and complaints files in so very much. I decided to leave. I'm always the one for dramatic exits. Don't you, Giotto?"

She snapped her fingers again. Faceless shapes formed human as they surrounds Giotto. "These mooks of mine are indestructible to flames of any sort, Dying Will or just fire."

Thanking Knuckles silently for the martial arts training and the 'training' when participating in fights, he quickly formed his hands into fists at ready.

Giotto turned around and punched the 'mooks' on the face. He continuously kicked and punched each with a ferocity that his friends had never seen before. Giotto grappled one by the neck and sent his face into the ground. The Vongola boss swung his leg in a roundhouse kick and sent many flailing onto the ground.

"Perhaps, that was too easy." Cecilia sighed. "Those are too easy to fight in hand-in-hand combat."

Giotto hastily cut the vines that kept his friends captive. Cecilia doesn't seem to care. G, Asari, Knuckles, Lampo, Alaude, Daemon, and Cozart summoned their weapons and held it at ready.

Cecilia smirked and readied her hands for a spell when a dagger punctured her lungs. "Idiot." She grunted.

A man appeared from behind Cecilia. He was a rather handsome man with wine-colored eyes and long black hair. "Cecilia, your goals are nothing but ruthless. You will carry through with your planes."

"Never, eh?" Cecilia choked up blood and stabbed him with a spell that resembled an arrow. The man's eyes widened and fell over dead. "That stupid man." She turned towards the Vongola in fury.

"Those ideals are stupid." Cecilia growled as blood dripped onto the ground. "Love and protecting others. Those are just stupid. This is reality. It's inevitable for others to have vices and hurt each other. That is what we were made for."

Before anybody can say anything, Cecilia whispered one last word. "Souls…"

"Souls?" Giotto watched aghast as Cecilia's body disintegrated into nothingness.

Fourteen-year-old Tsunayoshi Sawada yawned as he began his way towards school. He frowned when he felt something. Maybe it's just nothing, Tsuna just shrugged.

A baby of five wearing a suit and a fedora watched him amused from the top of a chimney. "For somebody who is no-good, he is quite intuitive. Now he just needs to trust that."

I sincerely hope you like it. It's not the best but at the least I tried. Please read and review. Tell me what you think and don't be afraid.

Next up will be Shinichi and Kaito.

Author Notes

Tsuna - In the end was just a time skip. The next few chapters won't deal with the time skip for now. I just like to add it.

Magic - Well, Dying Will flames are magic and even blood is magic (the Penalty and Sin if you remember reading the Simon/Inheritance Ceremony Arc)