I didn't really know what interesting storyline to write for this song. I went along with the first thing that crossed my mind and came up with the below.
Warning: Very mild violence.
(Hey! Not even one swear word from Kanda this time! Good boy~)
Pairing: None
Song: Cold War
Singer/Band: Janelle Monae
:: COLD WAR ::
This is a cold war
Do you know what
You are fighting for?
When you step outside
You spend life fighting for your sanity
It was bitterly cold.
In the short duration of ten minutes, Kanda had suffered grievous injuries. The Akuma were far more difficult to deal with than he had originally estimated. There were countless abrasions and deep cuts on his entire body. His Lotus spell had just healed him from a minor concussion. His Exorcist uniform was so tattered it resembled rags. The missing cloths let the chill in, but fortunately the fighting worked his muscles and kept him warm.
The less fatal wounds were healing already, courtesy of his Lotus spell.
He spat accumulating blood out and drew the back of his hand across his mouth. When he glanced at his fingers, they were smeared with blood and dripped thickly. It had to be his, for Akuma did not bleed red. Besides, their "blood" was a black, acidic liquid that ate into the skin and left nothing but a pile of ashes.
He wiped his bloody fingers on the damp grass at his feet, trying to clean it as best as he can. His fingers cleaner and his broken ribs snapping back into their original positions, he gripped Mugen's hilt tighter, casting around for more Akuma to destroy. His group was doing fairly well so far.
There was a wordless shout and a blast of heat from somewhere behind him. A titanic, fiery snake blew past and devoured the sky-bound Akuma with flaming jaws.
"Kanda! Look out!" Somebody cried from behind him.
He barely dodged a level three's bullets, skidded on the wet ground and evaded falling painfully on his tailbone with a perfectly executed backflip. He landed on his feet like a cat, already striking up a defensive stance, Mugen ready in his hand. After a quick mental check that all his body parts were intact – and in the right places – he sprang agilely to his feet and, with a ferocious snarl, leapt at the Akuma that had dared attack him.
"Kaichu: Ichigen!"
The demon insects from hell emerged from Mugen's glowing blade and pelted at the Akuma. Most missed their target, however he was prepared. He invoked his Second Illusion – "Nigentou!" – and dealt the pesky machine two firm cross-slashes with his double blades. As he dropped back to the ground, the glowing slashes ignited and the Akuma imploded into tiny, smoking pieces.
That was the last of the enemy that he had destroyed. Kanda sheathed Mugen, a self-satisfied smirk in place.
He assessed the battlesite with practiced eyes, calculating the gains and losses. So far, so good. There were minimum casualties on the Exorcists' side. His group had already rummaged through the area and retrieved the Innocence fragment.
It was time to head back to the Black Order and report this mission to be a success.
In the mean time, whatever injuries Kanda had sustained from the explosion were being rapidly erased by the Lotus Spell. And his Sanskrit tattoo extended its thin, black tentacles just a bit further up his chest.
The sky opened its maw to take a shuddering breath of relief and released the first few snowflakes of December.
This is a cold war
You better know what
You are fighting for
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Don't you cry when I say goodbye
This is really short. Too short. I'm sorry! Eeep. But no worries, the next one is really long. Too long. It'll take some time for me to type it all in, since I wrote it down on paper. Keep waiting, yes? :D
Coming up: DJ Got Us Falling In Love Again by Usher