Ch. 5-End of Days

Disclaimer: "Hey everyone. This is Mr. Writer. I'll be doing the disclaimer today due to the fact that the disclaimer demon was acting like a little bitch since I couldn't let him out, so I was forced to put him in a writer's block. It's dark in there. And scary. And smelly. And tiny." Shudders "So dark. Anyway, I do not own Love Hina or any of its characters. I do own the characters of my own creation, mainly the angels and demons. I don't care if you use 'em, just give me a little credit. Enjoy!"

Suddenly, the crystal turned the color of fresh blood as the voice boomed out of it, "SILENCE! YOU"VE FAILED ME FOR THE FINAL TIME!" The voice paused, "I shall let you live, my servant. But, we must take more, drastic, measures now. Prepare for a full attack."

"Of course master! Of course. Thank you master, thank you! Blood and glory to the Father Below. What time should I expect the assault?" asked the figure.

The voice replied, "Dawn."

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The scene shows a man with wings on a roof top. One wing is feathered and beautiful. The other is scaly and ugly. The man has his back turned toward the viewer. He glances over his shoulder and you can see that his left eye is glowing a warm, golden color. "Not yet. You'll be ready soon, but not yet," the figure says. Running toward the edge of the roof, he leaps off.

Waking up, Keitaro dresses and goes to meet Haruka at her tea shop, contemplating both his dream, and the news he received yesterday. Pausing in the door to Hinata-Sou, Keitaro sighs and says, "I've only been here a couple of days, and already my life's going down the toilet. What next?" Keitaro then continues on his way.

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Pausing on the bottom step, Keitaro closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. Opening his eyes, Keitaro sees, instead of the peaceful sight of the sun rising, a scene from a nightmare. Haruka's tea shop is burning and monstrous looking people with red skin and swords are crowded around the burning shop. The breath Keitaro just took to calm himself is let out in a loud scream. All of the gathered figures turn at the sound. Grinning, the charge Keitaro as one.

"What's going on? Where's Haruka? What…are those things?" thinks a panicked Keitaro. As he watches the charging creatures, Keitaro drops into a defensive posture.

As they reach him, the creatures pull up short and stare at Keitaro in fear.

"Hey! It actually worked scared. Oh yeah, look at my bad self," thought Keitaro. Then he realized that the creatures were looking behind him. Turning Keitaro spots both Haruka and Motoko as they charge down the stairs toward him.



Keitaro hears a collective hiss of "Aoyama bitch," from the creatures as Motoko yells, "Back, foul demon spawn."

Launching ki attacks, Haruka and Motoko drive the demons back. They cut most of them down, and then grab Keitaro back as they retreat up the steps.

Panting, Haruka says "We drove them back. For now. Keitaro, we need to you and the girls out of here."

"I can't leave you here! I can help," protests Keitaro.

Shaking her head, Haruka replies "No. they're here for you. No questions now. Take this. It'll explain everything." Haruka pressed a small crystal into Keitaro's palm. Haruka turns to return to the fight when suddenly pain blossomed on her face. Looking down, Keitaro could see a blood-slicked hand sprouting from her chest.

"Wha-what the…?" stuttered Keitaro.

All eyes watched in horror as the assailant pulled its hand out of Haruka and stepped into view.

"Kit-Kitsune?! How?! Why?!" screamed Keitaro.

Grinning evilly, Kitsune licked some of the blood from her arm.

"Hmm. So sweet. The taste of an innocent. Ahhh. It's an aphrodisiac for my kind," purred Kitsune.

Turning warily toward her, Motoko asked, "Your kind? What do you mean?"

"Really? You mean one of the high and mighty Aoyama bitches hasn't figured it out yet? Well, as I always say, 'Why tell when you can show?' So I'll show," retorted Kitsune. Taking a few steps back, Kitsune began to transform. Her eyes began to glow a dull red color as delicate horns started to protrude from her forehead. The sound of tearing cloth could be heard as a pair of leathery wings exploded out of the back of her shirt. When she grinned again, delicate fangs could be seen.

"So you're one of them, you're a demon. A succubus," asked Motoko, her voice thick with emotion.

"Always have been. And you didn't catch me. Not. Once."

"Cough. So, this is why I had a bad feeling huh," choked out Haruka as she sank to the ground, blood flowing from her wound like water.

"Precisely Haruka dear. Now be quiet and die," said Kitsune.

Haruka coughed and fell back. She slowly shut and she stopped breathing.

"Well, what do you know? She did exactly as I told her," cackled Kitsune.

"No, she can't be dead! Not Aunt Haruka! No!" screamed Keitaro in his head.



"Why? Why, Kitsune?!" screamed an outraged Keitaro.

"Why? Why for you, Keitaro. My master wants you. And he'll have you. And so will I," Kitsune replied.

Looking down, Keitaro replied, "I'm not gonna go with you. You can't make me. You bitch, why'd you have to kill her?!"

Laughing Kitsune retorted, "Because it would be fun to kill her. I despised that heaven loving freak. As for you, you'll come with me. Whether you want to or not."

Kitsune started to laugh cruelly. Shaking, Keitaro fought the feelings of incredible rage he was feeling. Suddenly, he looked up. Kitsune gasped as she saw his eyes. The left glowed a golden color while the right glowed blood red.

"You must pay for what you've done. Balance must be maintained," came a deep and eerie voice from Keitaro. Suddenly, he struck.

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Images of blood and death. Grief, sadness, anger loss. Keitaro felt all of his as he fell through a bloody mist into oblivion. As he blacked out, he felt himself begin to cry and lose himself in the dance of death.

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Groaning, Keitaro awoke.

"What happened? Where am I," asked Keitaro.

"Shhhh. It's okay. Your safe," replied a strange female voice.

"Who are you? Where am I? Where's Aunt Haruka? Where is she?!"

"Keitaro, I know that you're confused right now. I'll answer what I can. You're at the Aoyama compound. It's been a few days since the attack. As for Haruka, I'm sorry Keitaro."

At this Keitaro down into tears.

"As for who I am, my name is Tsuruko Aoyama. I'm Motoko's older sister. Keitaro, Hinata-Sou was destroyed. Your old life has reached its final days. Today your new life begins."

Author's notes: As I'm sure some have guessed, Kitsune is the traitor. Big shock. But who honestly saw Haruka dying? Anyone? Tell me if you saw that one coming. Next Chapter: Keitaro starts his new life, and the girls learn how to survive when everything they know is turned upside down. Please R&R guys!