This chapter took quite a bit of time to finish and same stuff as usual, Bleedman owns most of the stuff save for Will, Rose(who I own), and Eylam owns the Hunter powers. Square Enix owns the FF 6 people. End of story and a little review ever now and then would be nice but that's up to you the reader.
Chap 2: Hunter's Haunt
Rose was in her devil transformation and sat on a large blood red colored chair in one of the sitting rooms where her grandmother had told her to wait for her mother. The brown haired teen let out a deep sigh and being flinging her tail back and forth out of boredom. She was in a light purple tank top and a pair of faded jeans that she would now no longer be able to wear due to the huge hole caused from her tail. Why did her life have to be so confusing?
"Well the fact that you're a spineless baby couldn't have anything to do with it." her other mental half said to her with an snicker. It took all of Rose's self control to jump up and yell back. Slowly she muttered knowing that the other Rose would be able to hear just fine, "Shut up. I'm not in the mood right now and I have a big enough of a headache as it is."
"You have a headache. YOU HAVE A HEADACHE!?" The other Rose yelled angrily causing the dominant one to wince and twitch in a great pain. Did she really have to yell so damn loud? "You think I LIKED spending the past twelve years of our life completely powerless and having to put up with your teenage girl crap 24/7? When I COULD have been gaining my own reputation, living up to our family's heritage and finding a husband of some kind."
As Rose stood up and began pacing to keep her mind off the loud ringing noise in her light orange skin colored skull she asked, "Why a husband at our age? We are only 15." She could hear the sneer in her other half's reply, "The sooner the better, and besides I thought you wanted Dan to be your husband."
This caused the dominate Rose to blush a little. In truth she didn't really want a husband at her age, maybe when she was a few hundred years older but at age 15? No way! And looking back Dan wouldn't make a good choice either, they were best friends and Rose just wanted then to stay that way. Her train of thought was interrupted by a snort from her other half. One of the large wooden doors swung open and Rose's far more attractive mother, Her, stepped in the room. She had on her signature twisted Santa outfit on and looked as deadly and as sexy as ever. The older she-devil's face was as emotionless as stone and even her radiant and natural shiny raven black hair seemed to suck any hoping from the atmosphere around her.
Silently Rose let gulped. "Coward." the other Rose muttered to herself. When Her had finished walking to her daughter and was only a few feet or so away from her so spoke, "Rose you're both odds are wondering what you're father, myself and everyone else plan to do seeing as how things have turned for the worst."
"Well yea, not like we have much less to worry about at this moment." said the other Rose dryly. Her ignored the comment and continued. "I'll try my best to summarize the plan in a nut shell. I will transport both you and I to an old friend of mine who will be willing to give us some of his ability's to replace the loss of your Nergal powers." The raven haired Santa clause wearing paused for a moment as her daughters more disrespectful half let out a whoop of joy at the idea of gaining more powers, a trait that reminded Her much of herself when she had only be a child before she had fallen in love. "After that the two-"
"Three." the other Rose added.
"Three of us will work on getting the two of you back to the basic of the basics of your training. When the battle is over and done with and if we win then we will continue your training but the two of you will have to keep up with the school work."
No sooner did Her finish talking then the ruder Rose spoke up. "You said if mom, what happens if we lose?" The raven haired she devil turned to her daughter(s) and her faced turned a shade grim. "First off you will not be fighting if we can help it Rose, I am only going to teach you the basic of your powers so you'll at least be able to last out long enough for myself, your father or someone else to come in and save you." She waited for the other half of Rose's being to settle down at the thought of not being able to fight before continuing.
"We are not stupid Rose, we know when to give up and if the time comes when there is no other choice but to surrender then we'll surrender. Heaven only wants the town, not us. They want to free the town from our "evil influence" and are not afraid to kill for their beliefs either."
"But we're not evil!" Rose shouted much to her (as well as her mother and other half's) surprise.
"Well of course we're not sweetie. You're father knows that all too well and I'll be blessed the day someone thinks of your aunt as "evil"" Her said dryly. "But the only thing an angel will most of the time ever see in you, especially one that fights devil and demons daily, will be either my reputation as a mass murdering angel slayer or how good your head will look as a trophy!"
Although at the mention of her past both Roses deiced it would be better if they kept their mouths shut for the time being.
"Grab my hand and don't let go no matter what Rose. I'll teleport the two of us to where HE is located and we can receive our powers together, think of this like shopping at the mall but we're getting new powers instead of cloths." Her commanded softly as she held out her slightly darker shade of orange, hand. With her own lighter colored, shaking like a leaf hand Rose grasped her mothers with hers and waited.
"It's not an automatic process Rose." She explained when she saw the baffled look on her daughters face. "It would normally be much quicker but that man lives so far away that this will take awhile and look down, it's already started."
Rose did as her mother suggested and her eyes widened in wonder. Where the soles of their shoes and feet had been now stood a pink mist like substance that was slowly but surly making its way up the rest of their body's like an elevator of sorts. Rose's orange face lost all of its color and her mud brown hair turned a shade or so lighter. Even the black horns on her forehead seemed to lose their color from the fear. The sight of her petrified daughter caused Her to chuckle a little. The look on Rose's face was priceless.
"Calm down Rose." Her cooed as she brought her daughter closer and hugged her in comfort. "The mist is normal and you can expect to lose all five of your senses even before I'm ready to transport us. When that happens we'll be left with nothing but our eyes to communicate with our eyes and that's something you've never done before and I myself have not done in a LONG time."
"We can do that?" Rose asked in a perplexed voice.
"Well I can but like I said before I haven't done it since I fell in love with your father and truthfully I doubt you'll be able to do it very well if at all for your first time but I can teach you if you ever want to learn how, comes in handy I'll tell you that much right now!"
"Thanks mom..." Rose said in a soft tone as both she demons tightened their hug and wrapped each other's tails around their opposite owner causing her other half to almost puke from the mushiness.
"Mama's girl!" The other half said in a sneer.
"Shut up!" both mother and daughter said in unison causing the two to laugh together for the first time in a long while.
Will was in his stone made bedroom smiling and laughing slightly insanely to himself. The time to prove his worth would soon be at hand! He grew tired of fighting one virtual foe after another and this would give him the chance to show everyone what he was capable of, and this time there would not be any magic god like clowns to stop him!
"Soon cousin thou shall see the mean of TRUE POWER!" The boy yelled causing the walls of his room to quaver a little.
"Tell me kid do you ALWAYS talk to your self?" A voice asked him from behind the shadows. Will looked up ready to kill whatever fool had just dared insult him when he saw three transparent people floating before him with wisp ends for tails in place of feet. A tanned muscular monk with out any sort of shirt on and dirt blond hair to the left, A raven jet black man that had skin tone similar to Sakura or Sadako and wore blue armor and had a small back mustache right under his nose to the right and a powerful looking blade at his ghostly hip, the last person looked to be about a boy Will's own age that was covered from head to toe in dirt and had on the hid of many different animals on his body for clothing.
They looked oddly familiar for some reason, after a few moments of thinking Will's eyes widen with realization.
"Thou are three of the people that defeated the so-called "God" Kefka correct?" Will asked when he realized who the three before him were. The monk nodded. "That's right and I don't believe we ever got around to introduce ourselves. My name is Sabin Rene Figaro but everyone calls me Sabin for short."
The man in the blue armor then floated forward; "Thou may call me Cyan, Cyan Garamonde at thy service." he then gave a small bow and floated back to his original spot.
"Copy cat." Will muttered under his breath as he turned his head to the beast looking boy expecting to get his name as well but was thoroughly surprised by what he got instead.
" UWAAAAOOOOOOOOO!!" The animal like boy's screech was so loud it forced Will as well as Sabin and Cyan to cover their ears so their eardrums wouldn't blow up from the pain. Was the yelling really needed? After the boy's short but powerful yell was done with he said in a primitive tone, "Me Gau! Mr. Thee can call Gau... Gau!" The blond rolled his red eyes back. What an idiot!
"So why exactly have the three of thee come to see me? I take it you are here for more then just a simple hello?" Will ask with his eyebrows raised.
"Well... here's the thing kid." Sabin said. "We've all had hard lives and been though a lot when we were alive and we've been thinking we've earned a fancy sort of place to stay and..."
"In other words you want to see if I can give you're group a good word with my grandmother correct?" Will finished for the monk. The three world savers nodded. "I'll see what I can do, is that all?"
Cyan was the one to shake his head, "I am afraid not young Sir William. My friends and I know of the upcoming battle your family will face with the armies of Heaven and I and Sir Gau wish to give you the chance to learn our powers and aid from our guidance, in other words we wish to share your body and you will gain even MORE power then you all ready have! Dose that not seem appealing to you?"
Gau began to shake his head up and down like a mad man, he was done he was, "Will strong! Gau help strong funny speak boy!"
Will began to rub his chin and ponder the offer. The power of the Samurai and beast, an interesting and deadly combination! "Very well then." The blond boy said. "I accept." With that both Cyan and Gau's sprites slowly morphed into a navy blue and hay yellow and floated into Will's body becoming one with his very being. The moment they did an ocean of emotions and memories overwhelmed the blond devil horn hair styled boy's senses almost driving him to the point of madness within only thirty seconds. Sorrow. Revenge. A burning hate. Rejection. An uncontrollable rage. The guilt of being powerless to save the life's of people he cared for. A faded picture of a small girl with a sketch book flash though Will's brain who seemed oddly familiar too him for some reason. Had he seen her on the cover of a magazine somewhere? His brief train of thought was broken as the emotions recycled themselves throughout Will's mind. Sorrow. Revenge. A burning hate. Rejection. An uncontrollable rage. Sorrow. Revenge. A burning hate. Rejection. An uncontrollable rage. The cycle went over and over until finally the range of emotions slowed down and ceased to be.
Will said nothing as his head was literally still spinning from the flood of feelings and even looked a little green around the gills.
Sabin let out a small chuckle of amusement from the look on the twelve year-olds face.
"Well seeing as how that went swimmingly I'll best be going and tell the others we have a new place to crash for a while. Going to rub it in those FF 7 losers faces big time!" With that the monk slowly began to fade away until he was gone from the room completely. The moment he did Will passed out on his large king size bed from his demon size headache. That power had better be worth it in the end.
As both Her and Rose shook of the last of the transporting mist from their bodies the two began their walk down a wide and all most endless stone covered hallway. Rose noticed as she looked from side to side that their way was lit by light blue neon flames with old looking arm bones of many different and monstrous looking animals to hold the torches. Rose shivered from the lack of eerie light and large amount of shadows that creped along the walls and tightened her grip on her mothers' left hand. Why in the world would someone chose this for a place to live?
"Is the baby scared?" the other Rose asked in mock concern.
Rose only snarled in response, which her mother chose to ignore with more interesting thoughts of her own. "Yes I am!" Rose screamed mentally back to her other split half. "And I assume YOU'RE little Miss fearless then?"
However much to her surprise her other half let out a chuckle of laughter. "Me fearless? As if! I'll have you know there is something I fear quite greatly thank you very much!"
"What's that? Being put in your place for once?" Rose muttered under her breath out loud.
"No! I'll have you know I'm terrified of frogs thanks you very much!"
At this only the sound of feet hitting cobble stone and dim, flickering flames could be heard from the oddly cast peacefulness.
"You're kidding, right?"
The empty silence in her head was Rose's only response.
"And you have the nerve to mock me?"
"Shut up! At least I try to live up too our heritage!"
Rose didn't reply and instead only rolled her eyes in disbelief. She then turned her head to her mother who had only kept her eyes down the seemly endless and every looming hallway.
"... So mom." Rose said trying to strike up a conversation of SOME kind so she would not have to continue to talk to her other half. "What kind of powers are we going to get exactly?"
"The powers of the Hunter, Rose." was her mother's only reply. The tone of her voice told Rose that she would no longer be gaining any answers any time soon. As both she-demons walked a dim light slowly came into view, Rose guessed that this light at the end of the tunnel would be where her mother's "friend" lived, however when the light came into better view what Rose saw surprised both her half's.
"It's a... altar?" Rose stated and blinked not sure if what she was seeing was real. Both Rose and Her where only a few feet way from the source of the light, a dead end. She turned her head to her more powerful and collected mother who only gave a stiff nod as an answer. The dead end was of different coloring then the rest of the old, gray stones that made up the hallway. A roughly three foot tall pillar stuck out of the wall and placed gently on it was a small brown wooden bowl with a thick, dark green, slimly, looking liquid that was filled half way(or emptied half way depending on your point of view). Behind the bowl was an alcove lit up brightly by many neon green candles that gave off a lucid green glow, almost giving the bowl and it's containments a sort of aura of sorts. As Rose stepped closer she could make out some kind of drawing carved into the wall, it took her brain a moment to see that it was a Great bow and three arrows with, she assumed were in powered with a flame, a blot of lightening, and a block of ice. However the cave drawing was very faded and Rose knew she could odds are have been wrong about the arrows.
"Rose." Rose blinked; her mother's hard voice had brought her back to realty.
"Yea Mom?" she asked as she turned her head to meet her mother's cold, red blood eyes. Rose didn't have the guts to admit that her own mother scared her when she became like that, not even to herself.
"To contact my friend I need your help. I want you to morph your right hand into a claw and then lay the claw's tongue into the bowl and I will do the same but with my left, I won't lie to you; the liquid in that bowl is as you might or might not have guessed more then just water. Your grandfather made it so that only someone of his descent could summon that being, however this was before I showed any signs of betraying him and that can be used to our advantage." Her explained. "After we have both done that I will say the inaction needed to bring him to our aid. But I must warn you Rose this won't be for the faint of heart. No matter what happens you must not remove your claw tongue. No matter what!"
Rose nodded quickly as her mother finished talking and did as she was told, morphing her hand into her now far more familiar crab like claw. With her body shaking, Rose stepped forward lowered her right claw down to the bowl and slowly opened it up. Rose gave a small twitch as the damp air rushed into the demonic extra mouth and slowly she let her foot long pink tongue slither into the gross, green liquid. As soon as it torched the water Rose gave a small jump and let out a yelp that was no louder then a mouse's cry of help and shivered from head to toe. It was not only cold but tasted like someone had made a stew out of old filled up diapers and VERY moldy sweat socks. It took all of her will power to keep herself from barfing on the spot!
"Never said it was going to taste well did I?" Her stated as she stepped forward and did the same, save for the fact that Her was unflinching when she dropped her own claw's tongue into the mire slime liquid. "Now that you've done your part Rose it is time I did mine." With that Her began the preamble to the spell." The black haired she-demon's lips moved so fast that Rose was hardly able to keep up, let alone understand what her mother was saying.
"She's speaking devilish." The other Rose said in a know-it-all tone to her weaker half.
"She's speaking what?"
"Devilish." the other half repeated. "It's our own language next to English. What? You didn't think that EVERY devil spoke that mortal crap did you?"
Rose deiced not to answer her other half and simple stared at her mother's hastened lips, awed by the feeling of power radiating off them. As the Santa clause wearer spoke her spell both claw tongues began to glow a sinister visible dark brown aura at which Rose couldn't help but look at with an almost child like wonderment. Rose could feel her heart beat quicken with excitement as her mother finally spoke in English, "O being of the Hunt reincarnated. I the daughter of seduction and damnation as well as my own off spring of evil call upon thee to grant us your powers in our time of crises. O lord of the Hunt please here our prays."
Rose turned her head to her mother and gave her a questioning look as if to ask if she needed to do anything. Her only hissed a quick but powerful "no". A moment or so after the pray had been sent the green flames roared to life, increasing both the temperature and light around the two she-devils. A thick brown fog began to settle in the altar like pea soup and in seconds quickly took the form of a person, a male to be precise. The man was transparent but his more defining features could still be seen. He was a tall, darkly tanned man with a large H shape scar that dug deep across his face like a pit and had a wild looking mane of snow white hair that went out in every direction. Bellow his large and tick chin was a powerful mass of muscle covered by two bones like shoulder pads that somehow fit the man's massive frame. A long bone made neck less with a large demon like skull at the end. The man's eyes were a clear cut silver and they alone seemed to hold both a bloody and battle filled life. The man looked at the two females before him and asked in a powerful, commanding, and slightly echoing voice. "Daughter and Granddaughter of Him, for what reason has thee awoken me from mine eternal slumber?"
"My family and I are in need of your powers Lord Hunter." Her said. As Rose glanced down at her mothers hand she saw that she had removed it from the bowl and turned it back into a normal hand. With a slight blush Rose did the same although the god of Hunting ignored her presence as he spoke. "It is true that I am in debuted to both you and your father." The dark skinned god said. "Very well then speak your wish and if it is within my power I shall grant it."
"For myself I require the maximum amount of power your ability's have to offer." said Her "But my daughter on the other hand is a different matter. She has no real battle experience nor is she a natural of any sort. For her I request that you give her the basics of the basics of your power." The god of Hunting gave a small shift of a nod. With that he brought up his large, rock like hands and snapped both fingers at the same time, the moment upon doing so two brown aura flashes over came both Her and Rose and were gone in an instant. Rose looked at her left hand, then to the other. She felt the same as before, not even the slightest bit different. Had they really gain any sort of new power?
"To answer you're daughter's question." The Hunter god said suddenly as if he could read minds. "My powers are ones that are activated easer in battle then when your bodies are at their normal level. They can be controlled though concise will but not without a good bit of practice, the hardest part besides for the temptation they bring is mastering control. Your mother for instance has my powers at there highest potential which will allows her to turn her enemies into prey, one of my more basic powers. She also has far keener senses then even a Gravechill, being able to see every movement, feel any vibration in the air and smell things from great distance. Those with mine power can move in stealth and can change their forms into those of former preys, because you are both demons I doubt you should have any problems consuming them to gain the skin of a pray and be able to transform at a drop of a hat to avoid suspicion."
"You on the other hand Miss Rose Mary have far greater reduced powers, above what humans are capable of but lower then a dogs. You will also need the time to practice being able to use my powers to the point when you can do so in your sleep and you must learn to increase them as well to increase your use of my powers as well. Even the most basic of beginner monsters and demons skins will take time too master and wear correctly and shake off the every growing temptation of never wanting to return to your true, sane self and remain a member of that species of demon for the rest of your days."
At this Rose gulped, not liking the sound of the possibility of becoming no more then an animal bent on killing a feasting.
"Is that all that you require of me?" The god of Hunt asked.
Her nodded. With a grave nod of his own the god of Hunt vanished in a swell of brown, tasteless smoke leaving only Her and Rose alone at the altar once more. The candles went back down to their original glow
"Should have known, he never was one for saying thanks." Her mutter under her breath as she grabbed her daughters hand and being this time a faster process of traveling back home. As the pink mist began to enclose their very being Rose asked. "So why did that Hunter god know Gramps?" Her glanced over to her daughter. "I'll tell you latter when we get back, you may want to head back to your room and get as much sleep as you can. Your training starts first thing in the morning, well send a servant for you when its dinner time." Her said as the last of their bodies were sucked into the mist and transported back home, leaving the altar once more empty as a graveyard.
Latter Rose crashed her brown haired, black horned on her forehead noggin against her pillow in her bedroom after she had finished eating(Underworld food which she had at least now gain the power to eat somewhat with out puking it out afterwards) and let out a deep sigh. Maybe she needed a bath to calm herself down, not only was her mother going to start her training tomorrow but her own town was going to be the battle field for an all out war, her other half was very annoyed that they would not be fighting if it could b helped but was pleased that they were, as she had put it "live up to their heritage" and had been in a fairly good mode for the rest of the evening.
Because of so she had not bugged her weaker half for the rest of the evening allowing Rose some well need time of thought. Although her father had yet to return Rose truthful was not thinking much about him and was a little worried with her own life at the moment. Suddenly her train of thought was interrupted by a knock on the door. Before Rose could answer the door swung open and a woman walked in.
"Should have known it was you..." Rose muttered to the women weakly, tired from her "boding time' she had, had with her mother only a few hours earlier.
