I'm a little unsure how to pull this off. This was fun to write.
K is not mine. I wish I know what is planned next.
Twist: Fushimi Saruhiko
Nagare dashed across the street with his newly acquired skateboard. It was easy to get a free skateboard just by using the power of the JUNGLE app. Wind blew against his face as he enjoyed the breeze of freedom.
"Just give people some free points, and they will do my bidding." Nagare thought gleefully. Mishakuji Yukari and another high ranking clansman, a young boy as young as Anna watched on feeling amused. That was the first time they seen their King looking like a kid. He was really serious the scheming on the mission he planned against the other King in his attempt to take over the world. They would not have expected that it was all to regain his mobility.
His innocent laugh was the very first Mishakuji could swear that it came from his heart.
"Has the meeting ended yet?" Fushimi asked Enomoto and Fuse who stood outside the captain room. He was irritated. The Silver King suddenly requested an audience with their captain and Enomoto and Fuse have to work overtime because they were on duty.
Fushimi came hearing it was about the sighting of the Green King's Sword of Damocles first time after 14 years.
The Sword of Damocles which hanged over the head of the kings who were chosen, would only appear when the Kings utilized the power to a certain extent. This phenomenon was known as vertical over.
They were suspicious that the Green King must be plotting something in grand scale.
Fushimi himself had some history with the King, Hisui Nagare. He had invited him to his clan. Fushimi broke the PDA in a huff. Hisui made a grave mistake in his attempt and as a result, he lost Fushimi to Scepter 4. Fushimi was gradually given an important position and rose through their rank quickly. He was now the third-in-command.
He scratched his scar in irritation. Even that guy had become the third-in-command in that annoying clan since Anna became the Red King.
"I'm going out a bit, Fuse. Call me if you have anything." Fushimi ordered.
"Oh where are you going, Fushimi-kun?" Fushimi clicked his tongue knowing whose voice exactly it belonged to. It would seem that the meeting had ended.
Isana Yashiro peeked playfully from Munakata's back waving at Fushimi. Munakata stared at the Silver King for a moment. It would seem that even the first King was interested in the clansman he took the effort to headhunt from the annoying Suoh. Munakata decided to try and retain Fushimi, promotion or increment.
Fushimi glared at the Kings in annoyance especially Isana Yashiro. He did not even act like a king despite reigning over the rest as the leader. The Kings should act like one. The previous Gold King would be the best example. Since Suoh and Munakata, Fushimi did not dare to hold high hope for the rest.
The Silver King and the Blue King had a discussion after witnessing the appearance of the Green Sword of Damocles which vanished as soon as it appeared. Other than when it was first seen 14 years ago, no one had seen the Sword materializing ever again.
Isana Yashiro had a bad feeling towards this. The condition of the Sword of Damocles was worse than he had expected. Munakata Reisi was a bit amused at how unstable the King was and how he was comparable to the previous Red King.
"Time to take him out." Munakata Reisi proposed. "I'll accept the challenge to slay the King once more."
"You know I won't agree of that." Shiro held his parasol behind his back. He took a flight to the sky from the rooftop looking down at Munakata.
"Do you propose you want to do it yourself, Isana Yashiro?" Munakata said teasingly.
"Who knows." Shiro responded in a light-hearted tone. Shiro had other thoughts in mind recalling some details of the Green King from his old friend.
Hisui Nagare had messed up his own health condition after a nasty mistake from his experiment of his power was what Kokujouji Daikaku told Shiro. Shiro landed swiftly as soon as an idea hit him. He would investigate the place where he was last seen healthy.
"That incident caused the condition of his Sword of Damocles to deteriorate." Shiro decided.
"Look he started another new mission." Shiro held up his newly bought PDA to Munakata.
"Recently, there is increasing number of missions going on especially "tagged" ones." Munakata added.
"My main concern is this." Shiro shared one of the missions. "A tale, it said. It was another tagged Baby Red Crow mission."
"The Baby Red Crow's Hunt of a Phoenix." Munakata got interested. He showed Fushimi the PDA. There was a timer where there was a mother crow which was seen animated graphic in a room being lowered to a pot for steaming as time ticked by on a green parrot's watch. A baby red crow had to slay the Queen Fire Phoenix and bring the parrot her heart to save its mother. This was disturbing.
"Care to investigate this out-of-bound one-man game for me?" Munakata asked Fushimi. It appeared any tagged "Baby Red Crow" mission was out of bound to other JUNGLE members and it was unlike the Green King who liked crowd to involve only one clansman. Shiro nodded in agreement.
At this moment, Shiro's phone rang. It was from one of his network from the Gold Clan.
"Tell me your findings… Location is…" Shiro took a deep breath after hanging up. He was right in nominating Fushimi Saruhiko for this mission.
And that was how Fushimi got into a solo mission he always preferred to working in a team. But the video Shiro had got his hands on was a woman at her forties he could not forget meeting her and her two kids before. And the two children were found in the hospital had proven. The Green had completely gained control of his former best friend.
"Misaki, what happened to you?"
"If you think yourself as a traitor, let me show you what a real traitor is like?" Isana Yashiro dropped some hints to Fushimi. The Silver King could be a sadist at times. There were times he would not be able to help like this situation.
Yata Misaki trembled holding a metal rod he had changed its shape of and he was facing against the guys in HOMRA. He felt guilt creeping up over him when the guys were surprised to see him with a weapon when they were not even getting into fight. Misaki had not been around for the past few weeks and they were a bit concerned.
"Anna will be back soon, Chihuahua." Eric said in English trying to get into Yata's nerves once more but Yata did not flare up which was so unlike him. His face looked cold.
Yata did not know how much time had passed from the point he came into the bar and sat on the sofa to the time Anna came back. His palm felt clammy. Watching the guys hanging around in the bar as though they were at home caused even more uneasiness in Yata. He could not believe it, he had become a traitor. Green aura sizzled on his palm slightly.
"I granted you more power, should be quite enough to kill your other King. You were after all one of my very first clansman and should have the power to slay a King. Don't you fail as your mother and your so-call best friend would be disappointed with you." Memories of Nagare's words echoed in his mind.
As Anna returned from the front door, Misaki snapped holding the rod as he was determined to complete his mission. His eyes glowed in green and his face was expressionless.
"Die, Red Phoenix!" He waved the rod and Anna stared at him in confusion while the rest were unable to react when a dagger hit his rod and one hit his hand. Misaki yelped in pain dropping his rod which reverted to its original shape.
It was Fushimi to the rescue. Fushimi clicked his tongue noticing the green aura coming off his hands. He did not want to believe the words from the Silver King. He would show him what a true traitor would do explicitly taunting him to help Anna. He had never wanted to come to the Bar.
"Misaki!" Anna was shocked. The rest were staring at a flustered Yata Misaki looking at them in shame especially to a newcomer in blue uniform. He saved him from making a huge mistake.
"Sa-ru…" Flashes of images of his mother being steamed in sauna room with extremely high temperature appeared in his head. Misaki had no choice but to run. He had to save his mother.
All the sudden, Misaki felt suffocated when he reached the alley. Fushimi had caught on to him. Misaki had no choice but to engage Fushimi in a fight. His eyes glowed in green. Fushimi thought he had become another person.
"Do not get into my way, Fushimi!" Misaki grabbed his dagger which Fushimi aimed at him. Fushimi gasped when Misaki threw in a kick on his face. He summoned his skateboard out of nowhere.
"Mi-sa-ki." This was not the Misaki he always knew. He was staring at him with cold eyes as though he did not know him. He even addressed him by his last name instead of monkey.
"Saruhiko is awesome…" Misaki's encouraging words echoed in his mind.
Misaki took three of his daggers in a flash and channeled them with Green Aura before firing at Fushimi. Fushimi did a somersault to get away from him.
"Hisui Nagare!" He thought angrily as he faced Misaki who charged at him in a flash. Misaki was well-versed in his use of Green aura surprisingly. Perhaps he was talented in this.
"Saruhiko can win." Isana Yashiro whispered loudly to his captain when he decided to deploy him. Fushimi was annoyed how he could casually call him by his first name.
"…if you burn with hot passion. Red is your dominant aura. His is a recessive. Both of you make a perfect pair." Isana Yashiro gave him an all-knowing smile before leading him to meet the Yata siblings.
"Misaki!" Fushimi pulled out another there daggers channeling them with blue aura. That was a decoy. He took Misaki into his arms when he was within his range and released with red aura seemingly burning both of them at once. Fushimi needed to wake Misaki up to who he really was.
"Sa-ru…" Tears formed at the corner of Misaki's eyes. The aura coming from Fushimi was warm.
"Misaki is always an idiot." Fushimi merely said holding his head with a hand and leaning him on his shoulder as Fushimi fell on his back with Misaki on top.
"You've those hooligans around you, why can't you ask them for help?" Fushimi thought to himself to only realise Misaki was shaking on his arms suddenly. Misaki broke free of him and screamed. His body sizzled with green aura which repelled even Fushimi who could not get close to him.
"Misaki!" Fushimi tried to shake Misaki out and to focus on him as he tried to reach him. Misaki was clutching his head in pain. A Green Sword of Damocles appeared above his head. Fushimi was horrified. Misaki was not only the Baby Red Crow, a Green Vassal, he was the Green King. He just could not believe his eyes.
"He played with his power, he pay the price. How beautiful it rhymed." A pretty-faced man with purple hair leaned against the wall close by smirked.
"MISAKI!" Fushimi tried to get close but could not. He did not know what to do. Fushimi felt frozen. If there was anything that could help him, it was probably…
"Misaki, Misaki…" Misaki could barely hear Anna's voice. She came for him. But Misaki just tried to kill her. Fushimi just could not stand big-hearted people like her.
"Remember Mikoto. Don't lose!" Anna tried to comfort Misaki who lost his control after seeing the very same dangerous Sword of Damocles over his head.
"I-I can't…" Misaki cried.
"Misaki is an idiot, of course you can't!" Fushimi did not know why he said that.
"Don't you want to be stronger? See, you have the power but you can't control, how stupid."
"What did you say, Monk-…" Misaki seemed to have heard him. Someone got into the range and zap him with his aura. He felt his world turned upside down as he collapsed gone into in a fit.
"It's the end of today mission, Misaki-chan!" Fushimi was shocked when he saw a taller man in shadow had Misaki hanging over his right arm.
Mishakuji entered the barrier created by Misaki himself to recapture him in a flash before Fushimi, Anna and the rest could get to them. He sent a wave of electric shock which was blocked by Anna's shield with a smile plastered on his face. He took off during the distraction. Yata Misaki failed in his mission after the time limit because he could not do it. Mishakuji decided that he would need their true King back.
Fushimi felt helpless. He did not know what to do. He could only watch as he took him away. Memories of broken Rubik cubes broken by his nasty father dropped on the floor mercilessly replayed in his mind.
"MISAKI!"
