Ok, this is a P.O.V. story about Asa's teenage years and Tysa growing up to having her first child. And a note, sure, I may own the character 'Dev' but I don't own the 'guy down there' himself (imagine if I did...)
Dev's Record
"You must learn…and that is by experiencing…"
"What are you doing!" I yelled as I felt myself being pushed upwards. "What kind of punishment is this--!"
The next thing I felt was something soft, hard, and wet and the same time. There was a female voice talking as well.
"Are you alright, kitty?"
Kitty? I thought. Who does she think she's talking to? I'm—. I opened my eyes and felt the hard ground and the soft grass. I looked up and saw bluish eyes looking at me. She seemed human.
Am I…on Earth? Is this what he did to me? Oh, he'll pay… I let out a hiss, both at my thought and to drive away the girl, but it didn't work.
"You're hurt…" she said. I looked at my new black fur covered paw. There were faint traces of blood on it, as probably on my others. "Here, you can come with me, kitty." She picked he up and held me against her chest. Realizing I now had the innocence of a kitten, I snuggled against her softness. But, I had to find a way back home fast.
Over the next few days after that, I tried to spend every moment alone trying to at least gain some of my powers back. It never worked. In my current cat state, I was powerless. But I found one thing that did have power. It was sort of a top like object, realized by some sort of shooter. Asa, the girl who found me, used it almost everyday. It had both spiritual and physical powers—powers I wanted to obtain. I soon was able to go back to a powerless version of my flesh form, but I wasn't ready to leave yet, considering that after a while, I would turn into a cat and I still couldn't go home. My black wings were also not appearing on my back. That top was the only way to get some power. When I was sure Asa was asleep, I snuck into her room and started looking for her top in my flesh form quietly. Apparently, not quietly enough.
"Hrmm?" Asa asked as she turned on the bedroom lamp. "Who's in—!" I gulped, seeing her scared expression. I seen what she could do as a martial artist, and I became nervous of that happening in my powerless state. Then, her expression turned to confusion. "…Kitty?" I looked at where she was looking at. At first, I thought the fourteen-year-old girl was way too young to look at asses—although, I'm not one to change those ways, that's more of the person who sent me here business—but then I saw my swishing tail and gulped. I soon turned back to my cat form in mid-air and Asa caught me.
"What are you doing, kitty?" Asa asked me. "And what was that human form? Are you a demon?" I looked up at her like she had some sort of brain damage. She seemed actually excited. Then, she slowly began to close her eyes, and fell asleep on the floor. I looked at the clock in her room. It was pure coincidence that she had woken up and caught me. I sighed as I changed back into the flesh form. It wouldn't be as long as last time, but it was enough time that I needed for carry her back to her bed.
I was awakened by the nice smell of meat carried to my nose. I looked up and realized I had fallen asleep on the foot of the girl's bed. I looked at the plate in front of me.
"If you wanted something more…meaty, why didn't you say something? Or can you not speak in this form?" Asa asked. She wasn't dressed in her school uniform, so I assumed the day was Sunday.
"I can…speak." I said, unsure if I should or not. Asa didn't seem scared at all.
"Do you have a name?" she asked. I smirked and chuckled.
"I have many names. Not all should be heard though…" I bragged proudly. The girl was silent for a while.
"…Lucy?" she asked.
"DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME LUCY!" I snapped. The girl giggled, as if that was funny.
"Alright, Dev. Don't get your wings in a knot, oh Prince of Darkness."
"How did you know who I am?"
"Xun-kairi told me." She then took out her top. "In my dreams, I could feel a small detection of darkness. I assumed it came from you. You proved me right after I saw you human."
"So, why don't you fear me?" The girl grinned smugly.
"How could I fear such a cute kitty?" she teased. I glared, but she didn't seem to be affected. "And you haven't shown any sign of power, besides becoming human. You can't even fly, can you?" I kept glaring, then stopped.
"You don't seem remotely fazed that you're housing me."
"You're a cat, if you hadn't noticed. And you don't seem to want any harm to me. Yet."
"That symbol on your top…"
"Hmm? My beyblade?" she showed me the top of the object, I gasped.
"You!" I growled, turning back to my flesh form. "You're his messenger aren't you!"
"Whose messenger?" she asked blankly. "I'm loyal to myself, not anyone else. And if you mean him—" she pointed upwards. "—I'm not working for him at all. Sometimes I think he's ignoring me…"
"Join the club." I said, lowering my guard a bit. "He's the one who sent me up here in the first place. Sure, I get one of his souls to join the dark side, and where does it get me? On Earth."
"Poor, poor, Dev." She said with obvious false pity. "You do know that some of us have to live and die here, right? We have short lives we try use to the most on this wasting planet, and it often gets us nowhere. No destiny can stop that."
"And you believe in destiny?" I asked, cocking and eyebrow. She smiled.
"No…I'm running from it."
Unable to return to home, I spent more and more time with Asa. Despite who I was, she seemed to completely trust me with everything. From small things like a high school crush to big things like inferiority. Even if I thought it was stupid, I tried to help her—in my own way of course. She told me about Xun-kairi, that it was a bey-spirit inside the beyblade. Her friends had what were called bit-beast in theirs—more animal-like and solid. Of course, I could never meet them in my flesh form. I also heard about her rival, Ming. Sure, she seemed innocent, but I soon learned there was a HUGE evil sign over her head. Kind of like Asa, except a less physical evil. I also learned Asa had some sort of condition. It wasn't fatal in the least, but she would still have to be careful. By spending time with the girl and gaining her trust, more and more of my power returned to me. In about a year, all of my power returned. I decided to celebrate by having a walk to myself in my flesh form after I promised Asa I'd return.
"Ah…omnipotence…how I missed this…" I said cheerfully, only to be interrupted by a burning bush in front of me.
"Hello…have you learned anything?" Mentally I glared, but I nonchalantly clapped.
"Nothing, just that you're a fan of the classics." Even though it was a bush, I could feel a glare. "Hey, don't get angry now, oh creator. I can fight back, if you haven't realized."
"If you want to escape me so bad, why don't you go back home?"
"You know, you're right. In fact I'll do that—" I stopped, hesitated as I remembered my promise to Asa. But, I shouldn't care about that. Promises are just words. They're not anything special.
But hers were.
"On the other hand, I think I'll stay here a while longer." I said smirking. "The nights are so much cooler." Soon, the flame on the bush faded and I let out a sigh of relief. He seemed to have not realized that someone has been housing me. I sighed as I returned home. I chuckled, thinking it was the first time I said that word since my days in heaven.
I told Asa that I had the power to return home anytime I wished now. She seemed sort of sad one instance, then but on a fake happiness for me. It was so fake I felt the need to kill myself so she could be honest.
"Well…can you come back?" Asa asked. I blinked, sighed, and took something out of my pocket.
"There. Oddly enough, that calls me one time, then that's it. Ok? Use it when you really need it." Asa smiled and then she jumped up and hugged me. This was also the first time I've gotten and innocent hug. Despite myself, I hugged her back. We would probably have to accept that we wouldn't see each other again.
A few Earth years passed and I watched from my screen back home how Asa was doing. She had become a mature woman from a cheery and bossy teen. I couldn't help feeling a wave of pride every time she would beat the crap out of someone feeling her ass. I watched her raise her first child, Hitoshi. Everything seemed fine, until she got pregnant again. With twins. Slowly, I noticed she began to suffer, and she wasn't calling me. I quickly went to the Earth as a cat, and ran for her new house. At first, I thought I got straight to Asa, but I was 'distracted' by her eight-year-old son.
"Yow!" I cried. I had no idea getting pulled by your tail hurt so much.
"Hitoshi!" Asa cried and ran down the hall. She did a good job for six months pregnant. "Leave the cat alone!"
"Yes, mom." Hitoshi said shamefully, then ran off somewhere. Asa looked at me. I wondered if she still remembered me, seeing that it was about twelve years since we last seen each other.
"Seems you came with out me even calling you, eh, Dev?" she asked, sighing. I perked up a bit.
"You're having twins." I answered.
"I know." She said, sitting down on the couch. I noted that it was the same one from her apartment.
"It's putting a strain on your body—your condition…" I said, trying to reason with her.
"So, you're saying if I have one of the twins, I'll live?"
"Well, if you have both…you'll die in about…six to seven years."
"I should take your word for it, shouldn't I?" Asa smiled gently. "But I want both. And I'll be living for their most important years, won't I? I'll see Hitoshi become a teenager as well." I stared gently at Asa. She wanted her children to live, more than herself.
"Asa…I…"
"You came here, thinking I would choose to live, hmm? Thank you, for being worried." She put her hand gently on my head. I closed my eyes.
She soon gave birth to twins—a boy and a girl. Both looked like their mother, unlike their new older brother, Hitoshi. Asa's husband and father-in-law were extremely happy, considering that no girls had been born into the Grangers in a hundred years. I would have to look up prophecies like that. Asa seemed happy, despite knowing about her death date. Her new children seemed happy as well. The boy—that she would call Shayou—was a bit odd, but seemed to care a lot for his family, especially his little sister—Mizuki. In fact, a lot of the family seemed to care for Mizuki. She was sometimes unaware of her surroundings, which is the gentler way to put it. Then, it arrived. The death week. On Earth, in my cat form, I watched her daughter in the hospital with her alone. Asa gave her daughter something, then Mizuki left the room. I noticed that she wasn't crying. When I was sure no one was coming, I entered the room.
"Oh, hello, Dev." She panted as she saw me.
"You shouldn't talk…it'll make it worse." Despite the pain, her eyes still hadn't lost it's blue, and her dark metallic purple hair didn't fade.
"It's…s'ok. I'm actually glad you came, Dev. I need to ask you a favor." I nodded, unable to think of anything. I have seen countless demons and angels die before me, and haven't even cared. But, now a mortal girl was dying, and I did care. "Will you…protect Mizuki for me? She's very strong but…and the same time she's fragile. She would hate to admit it though…" I nodded again.
"Should I leave now?" I asked quietly. She shook her head.
"Come here, Dev…" I moved my head to hers and she stroked it with her hand and smiled. Then, she closed her eyes, never to open them again. I looked at the woman who would put her children first. I then ran out the window. I had to find Mizuki. Unfortunately, some punk kids got to me first and started attacking me. Just when I was about to transform and kick the crap out of those kids…
"Hey! Leave that cat alone!" I looked up and saw Asa's daughter glaring at the older boys.
"Go home, brat." One of them said.
"Yeah. Unless you want to get hurt." I noticed that Asa's daughter's temper seemed to flare with every word.
"The only ones who are going to get hurt is you if you don't leave that cat alone!" she yelled back.
"Big words for a little girl!"
"Yeah! Let's get 'er!" I was about to jump up to help her, but she quickly knocked them both out. I mewed in pure amazement and disturbance. Asa was never this strong when she was double her daughter's age.
What have I got myself into?
"Hey, little fella." She said as she picked me up. "Hey, your eyes are purple." I mewed in shock, realizing that purple eyes weren't normal for any cat. "You must be an orphan, aren't you?" she asked as she started to stroke my fur. I mewed again, realizing how much this felt like Asa's. " I guess I should feel happy. I still have a dad, after all." She smiled gently at me and I mewed again. "I never even knew I was so tough. Heh, now that I think about it, there's some more bullies on the east side of town. Maybe I should give them one-four!" She laughed, the first time I've heard her laugh in a while. "Maybe I can borrow one of Brother's hats, to disguise myself. People say I sometimes look like a guy." I cocked and eyebrow and mewed questionably and rubbed against her chest, trying to feel any sign of maturity. "Sorry, but I'm not old yet. Nothing to snuggle against." I mewed, realizing what I should do. I jumped out of her lap. "Hey…what's wrong?" I turned to face her.
"Mizuki…" I said, surprising the girl. I then changed to my flesh form. "…My name is Dev. I'll be your familiar."
Like her mother, Mizuki didn't seem at all to care whether someone was evil or good. I found myself being more and more honest with her—more than I've been towards her mother. In about two months, Mizuki approached me, with a change of clothes. I gacked.
"What do you think, Dev?" she asked.
"I thought you were your brother, Mizuki." I answered honestly. Her little white outfit had changed to blue jeans, a yellow shirt, and red jacket. She was also wearing the hat. She pouted.
"Don't call me 'Mizuki'. That's my mother's name for me."
"When, what should I call you, oh nameless one?" I asked rolling my eyes.
"Tysa." She said proudly.
"Isn't that like your middle name?"
"So? Dev is short for—"
"Aren't you too young to know that sort of thing?" I interrupted.
"Dad says you're never too young to learn anything."
"Of course. That's why you're doing advanced marital arts at seven."
"Well, Brother's doing swordsmanship…"
"So…who else commented on your change of clothes?" I asked, wanting to change the subject, seeing there's only so much you can talk about with a seven-year-old girl.
"No one, really. They said it suited me better." 'Tysa' answered, shrugging. "Hey, Dev, what's your home like? You know, H—"
"There's only so much vocabulary a seven-year-old should know, Tysa." I interrupted again. "That word isn't one of them."
"Why are you acting like my dad?" Tysa whined. "I hear it all the time from people in the town. Why shouldn't I say it? And, if you live in He—" I gave her a warning look. "—er, down there, why should you care?"
"Because, your mother wouldn't like it if I let her daughter go around talking about the damned place."
"You just said a curse word!" Tysa said, pointing at me accusingly.
"That's because I'm older that you!" I yelled back, annoyed.
"How old are you?" she asked me, arms crossed.
"Uh…" Somewhere over 2000 I believe… "Never mind how old I am."
"But—"
"Just promise me you won't say a curse word until you're twenty."
"Twenty! Hitoshi's fifteen and he says da—"
"Tysa!"
"Fine. How about fourteen?" she asked, trying to negotiate. I nodded. "Hey, why do you look after me?"
"Because I promised your mother I would."
"Why did you promise her?"
"Because we were friends."
"How were you friends?" I started to get angry. I often forgot that seven was the 'questioning' age with Tysa, because she seemed to know so much and so little at the same time.
"She saved my life."
"From what?"
"From him."
"Who's him?"
"Stanley."
"Stanley? Who's Stanley?"
"The guy that you all see as the creator."
"His real name's Stanley?"
"Yes. His real name's Stanley." Actually, it's Mark, but she wouldn't know…
"Huh. I always pictured him as more of a 'Mark'."
Of course! I growled mentally.
"You're just a little genius, aren't you?" I growled, tugging her cheek.
"Ow, ow!" she cried. "Tha' 'urts!"
"It's supposed to." I replied, letting go. She rubbed her cheek. I rolled my eyes again.
"Oh, guess what, Dev?" she said, her eyes lighting up.
"What, Tysa?" I asked. She smiled widely.
"I got a special move for Kairi!" she said happily. As a final gift, she received her mother's beyblade.
"Wanna show me?" I asked, knowing she wanted to, even though it really bored me. She nodded happily and stood in position. I stood out the way.
"Let it Rip!" she said as the Kairi shot to the ground. It started spinning rather happily from what I saw. It had already accepted Tysa. "Now, Kairi!" Suddenly, a wind started to form around the 'blade, surprising me. It was a very fierce wind that easily chopped off a tree branch. The wind soon stopped. "Eheh…it's not very strong yet…" she said. My jaw dropped at thee fallen tree branch.
"But…you're seven…"
"Yeah? And?" I couldn't help it. I started laughing.
"Hah hah hah…a seven-year-old…has that much power…hah ha ha…"
"Why is that funny?" Tysa asked me, starting to glare.
"Your mother was never this powerful at your age." I chuckled. Then I stopped, realizing my mistake.
"Really? You knew my mother when she was my age?" she asked excitedly. I gulped. I had been watching her since she was little, upon news that she possessed some sort of holy power, but quickly dismissed it by the time she moved to Japan, and stopped watching her.
"Well, not really knew, but you can say I kept a close watch on her."
"Like you're doing to me?" the girl asked. I couldn't help smiling gently.
"Yes. I guess I am."
The next four years passed by smoothly. Tysa seemed to become more and more mature for her age, despite her brother. She also became more temperamental and stronger, making her a very formidable opponent for an eleven-year-old. Then one day, Tysa asked the question I was hoping she would never ask. Not the first one. The second one.
"What's He—er, down there like?"
"And, why do you want to know? At the rate you're going, you might be reborn…" I told her. Souls that weren't either purely good or evil would be reborn again and again until they made their decision.
"Well, I want to know what it's like."
"Well…" I had to think what would be appropriate for someone her age. Asa would probably come back from the dead and kill me if I didn't. "It's a very…tempting place."
"Like seduction?"
"Yes, like—hey! Where did you learn that word!" Tysa looked from left to right without moving her body, which meant she was trying to think up an excuse.
"Uh…dictionary?" I crossed my arms.
"You? Read the dictionary?"
"Er…yeah! Sometimes!"
"Right." I said, but decided to let it go. It could've been a worse word she learned…
"Oh, yeah, Dev?"
"What?"
"What does 'cunnilingus' mean?" (don't ever look up that word. You may be disturbed…) I choked.
"Where did you hear that!" I yelled at the girl.
"I found it in the dictionary, but I didn't have enough time to read the definition, so I thought you knew."
"Tysa…don't ever look up that word again. It'll be too much for your young mind to handle." I commanded. Tysa nodded. The next day, she came back in a dazed state. "What is it, Tysa?" I asked. She looked up at me, still dazed.
"D-do people really do that?" she asked, wincing and shifting uncomfortably. I could only assume one thing.
"You looked up the word, didn't you!" Tysa gulped, but nodded.
"I-I couldn't help it. I thought it was a curse word or something. Not…" she winced and shifted again. "…that." I sighed.
"This is why you have to listen to me."
"Hey…Dev?"
"What? And if this is about another definition, don't ask."
"No…just that…you're a devil. Why are you leading me on the path of good—more or less?" I had to think about that. Why was I leading her on the path of good? I mean, even though I sort of ruined my chances on adding a soul to my side, why didn't I try earlier? I looked at the girl, hoping to find some answer. She blinked at my questioning glaze and I realized it. She was innocent. No matter how much evil poured into her, she would remain innocent, and that was something not even I could do something against.
'Well," I bent down to her level and smirked. "Do you want me to lead you on the path of evil?" Tysa shrugged.
"I don't think I care either way. A lot of people say I'm the 'evil twin'—joking or not." I had to agree with them there. Tysa was more temperamental than her brother, and was easy to entice into violence. Unless you were her friend. Then, she had a slightly longer fuse.
"Of course." I sighed with a smile. Tysa grinned. I hate to admit it but…I think I was liking that girl more and more.
"Dev…"
"Yeah?"
"I've made my decision. I'm going to go train my powers." I looked at Tysa. She had grown up a lot since I remember. She was sixteen now, and grown the tiniest bit of a chest. She had also lost her hat, so her long black hair swished easily. I was surprised at her decision. The training for her powers could take months, years, even decades. But, another part of me wasn't surprised after that incident at BEGA. After all, who knew when another blast like that will happen? Both her and her friends barely escaped. "Chaos thinks it's a good idea too." I nodded, then looked up at the sky.
"You'll be away from your friends for a long time."
"…I know. But, I promised them I'd always return. I still have that faith left."
"…I'm coming with you." I was surprised at my own statement. Sure, I sort of cared for Tysa more now, but as a sister, right? I mean, she didn't even have any sign of sexiness yet. Instead of being surprised as well, she smiled.
"Heh. Funny thing is, I knew you would. You won't let me go anywhere alone." I pretended as if I didn't care about that statement.
"Yeah, well, don't expect me to change your diapers." She smiled at stuck her tongue out at me.
"Not like you ever did."
During the training, Tysa did exceptionally well. Her power was getting more and more controllable until she could let out a small blast of power by just brushing her hair. She also kept up with her studies. By the time she was eighteen, she had passed school and her power was completely obtained and controlled. But, she still had one test left. Based on previous events, she would get a pass for the test, but as kind as she was, she still wanted to go through with it, despite the risk. Simply put, if she didn't pass it, she would die. She would have to face and control 'the evil'.
After she entered the room, I didn't see her for three years. When I did find her again, I gacked. She still had the same clothes, but, her 'body' had grown quite a lot. I couldn't believe this was the same tomboy that had been proud of a flat chest. Then, she looked up, as if sensing me, and smirked towards my direction. I couldn't help the blush that crept up my face. At night, I sneaked into her room in my cat form. She was sleeping. I moved closer to her face. It had gone from the bratty seven-year-old who lost her mother to a sexy twenty-one year old.
"Hi, Dev." She spoke, surprising me. She opened her eyes, sat up, and smirked. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"
"How did—what did…gack…" she chuckled.
"Apparently, when I defeated the 'evil', it had it's own agenda to possess my body. I stopped it from controlling my consciousness, but…it sort of changed my body first."
"Still doing half jobs?"
"What? You don't like me like this?" My face wrinkled a bit at the coy tone. I loved her like this, but I couldn't admit that, right?
"Did Chaos fuse with you, or—"
"She got sent back home." She snickered. "Heaven knows she's probably worse than me." Ever since Tysa had come back, she had guys turning left and right, even the cat and phoenix.
"Right. Of course." We were both quiet for a while. "…I have to go back now."
"Huh?"
"I promised your mother I would protect you until you became an adult. You're three years over that."
"Oh. Right. It's ok." Tysa then reached over to her nightstand, and pulled out a key. It was the key I had given her mother. She noticed my surprise. "What, you thought that beyblade was the only thing she gave me?"
"Well…uh…" She smiled and I couldn't help it. I smiled too. I crept over to the window. "Remember. It only works once—" I looked at Tysa. She had fallen back to sleep. I transformed back to my flesh form and moved close to the girl again. She was really sleeping this time. I smiled gently, placed a light kiss on her lips, and flew out the window.
I never thought nine years could feel so long. That was when she called me again. I appeared back on Earth. They had still kept the dojo, but a while behind it was a reasonably large mansion Tysa had bought with her inheritance and job money. Or I should say Mizuki. Even though I wasn't there personally, I knew that she had accepted work as a model now for the money, not the enjoyment. I knew that was the truth. Mizuki had never seen clothes as a big deal. Although a lot of men liked her, she never gotten married. I approached the house in my flesh form, looking at it from the doorway.
"I'm not in there, you know." I turned around and saw the thirty-year-old Mizuki holding a lump of blankets. She hadn't aged a day since I saw her nine years ago, and she never would, along with the rest of the Guardians. Being gods, they would age slowly after maturity (physically, not mentally), but, being human, their average age would probably be around two or so centuries. From the lump of blankets, I heard a sniffing sound. I stared at the blankets.
"Mizuki…is that…" A small cry came from the blankets and Mizuki smiled warmly. I walked up to Mizuki and looked inside the blankets. A baby who had the same hair color as Mizuki was making all sorts of happy noises and trying to grab up to both mine and Mizuki's faces. The child had small wing wings like Mizuki's were. The child smiled warmly and so did Mizuki.
"Dev, I thought you would like to meet my daughter, Hikari."
how cute, Tysa has a daughter. I wonder who the father is...wa ha ha ha ha... and considering she looks just like Tysa, the world may never know! Bwa ha ha. Reviews are strongly welcome for this story.
Mizuki Sakura