Switched Loyalties II – The Forbidden Swords Chapter 3
I feel someone shaking me in my slumber as I heard Darius' voice calling my name, my eyes open as Darius comes into view, I sat up, rubbed my face and fixed my messed up hair.
I looked at Darius as he just stared at me "Well? Is there a problem?" I said looking away to where he pointed to see that we'd landed somewhere in China and already at the front of a temple. It was freezing and on some rural mountaintop, I looked at Darius and was about to speak when we felt the whole mountain shake.
I open a dresser in the ship, it seems Xavier packed us sweater for the occasion. So being a person that hates the cold, I take one and put it on before throwing the other at Darius' face causing us to glare at each other but me, being in no mood for him ignored him and looked away.
I sprint up the path leading to the temple, as Darius yells at me "Hey, where're you off to?!" I remained silent and started running faster as he eventually followed and got to me by the time I reached the temple.
What I saw, really, really made me angry when I saw Sabretooth fighting what looked to me like the Abominable Snowman on steroids with none other than a fully recovered Nightcrawler.
My eyes turn white and pupil-less. I pull Nightcrawler aside from Darius and Sabretooth as he yelped "Watch ze tail." But fell silent as he saw it was me. I glared at him, while restraining the rage I would unleash on Victor for being here and bringing him along in the first place "What are you doing here?!"
"Trying to help you!" Kurt says trying to yank away his tail that I still firmly gripped. I didn't believe all of it but let my Yang personality talk to him, knowing he still feared Yang-Dairou who still saw him as very worthy prey. "I will say this only once, go back home." I said with a growl "My path is not one you can follow, Kurt and I don't want one of my only friends to die because of me. So, GO THE FUCK HOME!"
I didn't know it but I'd caught the guardian's attention as it left Creed and my Brother to attack me and Kurt pushed me hard enough away from the attack, taking it and leaving me unharmed. This was one time in my life that I was terrified, as the creature pulled back to attack me he froze Kurt in a solid block of ice.
I could feel my anger skyrocketing as I saw the fear in the frozen Kurt's eyes, I don't know why Creed came here, since he hates the cold just as much as I do but I plan to tear him in half when I get a hold of him but I was in a extremely bad mood and will kill anything stupid enough to get in my way.
"Aaah! You're dead meat for that!" I yell as I sprint towards the snowman creature and cleave it in half, only for it to return and laugh at me. That was where I drew the line as it pointed at me "You, little man. I make a mutant-sicle out of you for that." I smiled insanely at him "Well, go on ahead and try. I don't give a shit as long as it brings you closer to my swords."
It's safe to say, I have very, very limited control over myself in this state and no one around me was safe as everyone was now moving targets for me, Sabretooth calls out to me "Dairou!" I turn and look at him, he seemed shocked by my stare "Why, Victor?!" I asked as he stepped forward and I narrowed my eyes "Why did you come here? Was it for me?" I start walking to him and him to me as he replied with a smile "Kurt and I came fer you. The professor wants ya back home, even yer brother if he's willing to come" He stuck his thumb back at Darius who was staring at the temple.
"Home?" I thought as I remember the first time I came to Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters and met Xavier himself, I've been in conflict within myself ever since and torn so emotionally, it became physical between good and evil, Yin and Yang though despite the smart, father-like figure I saw the man in the wheelchair as, not to mention one of the most powerful telepaths on Earth, he still could not help me from being almost completely consumed by evil.
He loved me and still loves me more that my own father, but I will finish what I started as I said "No Victor-sama, get out of here." I walked past him but he held my shoulder and asked "How many?" I knew what he meant as I closed my eyes "The sword of Ice here will make it three swords, since I've already acquired the swords of Wind and Fire. Why do you ask?" I look at him as he releases my shoulder with a smirk "Nothin' fer you to worry about." I knew Victor Creed was not telling me something as he freed Kurt from the ice.
"Talk, Sabretooth. I may not know what it is but I know you're keeping something from me. Something I should know." I said as he held Kurt close to keep him warm "Well,...X had a vision of things to come, he made all the X-Men present see it and I still have nightmares about it." I was intrigued as I started to calm down ever so slightly, he stopped to see if I was listening but I nodded and he continued "We saw the swords united, over the dead bodies of you two as the world was coming to an end. Yer eyes were carved outta yer head, Dai. The X-Men have been scattered across the planet but most of us are still at the Institute. Rogue, fer one has refused to leave the mansion or get involved until she sees you alive and safe again, returning to the mansion."
I turn and walk away, I don't know why but facing Rogue again after leaving with Darius has me very intrigued as I retrieve the sword from the alter and feeling a jolt like I was slowly losing my mind again and Yang-Dairou went ominously silent in my mind.
I walk out to find Victor and Kurt gone, Darius remained outside with them and even he hadn't seen them vanish. We left China, as I doubted why I set out to get these swords in the first place.
"Stop looking at me like that" I glared at Darius, who had been staring at me the entire time we were in China, but Victor's words still haunt me as does Kurt's and Rogue's eyes and what did he mean about Darius' and my deaths, my eyes being carved out of my head and the world coming to an abrupt and very bad end?
I have to get to the bottom of this...
A/N – Dairou is troubled by Sabretooth's words and Charles Xavier's premonition/prediction of his own future with 3 swords in tow. Will he die as predicted, or does destiny hold something worse than death in store for him?
