Kirei: Trying something new by putting my reviewers response at the bottom.
Johan: However, she's still doing the disclaimer up here.
Kirei: So say it!
Johan: Kirei does not own Yu-Gi-Oh GX but does own her plot!
~~~~~AllHailEccentricness~AllHailEccentricness~AllHailEccentricness~AllHailEccentricness~~~~~
(Dream)
"Noita-dono, what have I done to be graced with your presence?" a man wondered. His hair a jet black with shimmering blue spheres. His clothes were a dark color with silver accents. A cloak was currently disguised as a scarf around his neck. Disconnected sleeves covered his elbows and the lower part of his arms while his shoulder blades were exposed to the elements. A dragon tattoo was etched on his upper portion of his right arm.
"You need not the formalities, Tannim," the lady replied as she stepped into the planning quarters that were only dimly illuminated by the crackling fireplace. Her gait was elegant and confident as she approached, "that is reserved for my older brother alone."
"But you are an authority worthy of such a title," his blue eyes averted from her figure, as if he was too unsightly to behold a person of power. Annoyed, Noita paused in her movement, "If my own people fail to recognize me as such-"
Sights flashed through her green eyes. Her expression still somber as they echoed in his head.
A child tainted of darkness! Vermin! A hex to our land! Why not perish and trouble us no longer!
She is poisoned with our enemy's blood. How can she serve at our lord's stead, for our Great Deity, when she is the shadows' mistress!
Misfortune is to damn your path, child, so why do you continue?
"-then our allies have no reason to be overly generous in their addressing towards myself," she finished, tucking a stray lock of her blue-purple locks behind her ear, "as for my presence, is it a hindrance for you?"
"N-Not at all! Noita-d-" Tannim, stopped and corrected himself, "Noita, it is just that you surprised me."
She leaned closer, her face just inches from his, "As my memories recall…when my brother and I venture to Umbra Terrae we often meet privately. And we constantly have this conversation. Need I remind how these encounters usually escalate?"
Her answer came as hard but warm lips against hers. As if by instinct, her arms were against his chest, while one of Tannim's hands caressed her face and his other arm wrapped around her waist.
In the man's mind, he felt ecstasy and guilt. She was a high priestess of Terra Candorem and he…he was only a commander at his lord's side. They shouldn't-couldn't-exist. But here they were. Noita, despite her ranking, displayed herself as a commoner with her speech and her flirtatious actions. That trait of openness was one that he adored about the priestess.
On the other hand, Noita only felt revolt and self-hatred. She loved her brother; he was her blood and her salvation. The lady felt her life indebted to his existence and whims. This was the reason they came to Umbra Terrae, his will. Tonight would be the night to spark the flames of purification…and she didn't want that for one reason…
She also loved Tannim.
He may have been the descent of her country's enemy, but the purple-haired woman was certain he was no monster or fiend. He was noble and earnest in his ways and despite that timid air he had around him, Tannim was outspoken and courageous. Tears stung at her eyes. Never would she would regret anything as today.
Noita…we must leave, came her brother's mentally urgency. If she weren't kissing, she would've bitten her lip. Instead, her hands felt their way to the area to where one of his lungs were located. She thrust her will to form her magic. It manifested instantly as a stake that drove through flesh and organs. Blood tainted their contact as Tannim reeled back confused and angry.
Repressing horribly her emotion, Noita wore a mask of a demented grin, "What's with that look? You seem so pained…did something injure you?"
Blood spat from his mouth answered her and he collapsed onto his knees, already dizzied from the blood loss and poison laced on her lips. Regret reverberated in her heart as she watched him struggle to his feet and lunge at her. With a simple kick of her foot, he was sent sprawling on stone floor.
Her clothes billowed behind Noita turned away to leave. As the door opened to reveal the night's breeze and the moon's luminescence, Tannim uttered something. With a fake mocking smirk she asked, "What was that, beloved?"
"Damnation to you, tainted witch…" he rasped through blood-filled lungs. Green eyes twinkled and dulled. Before she turned away and sprinted into the darkness, clear droplets scattered into the night air.
~~~~~AllHailEccentricness~AllHailEccentricness~AllHailEccentricness~AllHailEccentricness~~~~~
(Guest Room)
Jazzlyn, regrettably, awoke with a headache. She was never a morning person anyway, but the headache made getting up seem so much more laborious. Groaning, she plopped back onto the futon. A transparent humanoid appeared to her bedside. Nearly everything of the spirit favored Jazzlyn's appearance, except the folded wings and clothes. This was the duel spirit she gained freshman year, and the one that she had received her psychic ability from, The Angel of Destruction.
"Still believe it was a lingering memory?" it asked her owner. This was promptly met with the Andersen raising her left arm with her right hand bracing it, as she gave the spirit a bras d'honneur (1), "You don't waste time with getting to the point, do you?"
"Nope."
"Fine, I admit: I don't think it's a lingering memory," she stared at the ceiling, "Though now I'm thoroughly grossed out after experiencing a twisted make out session."
The duel monster chided, "You're getting off track again, Jazzlyn. You need to tell your brother and his lover about it."
"Yeah, yeah, Ange," the turquoise-haired lady waved off the comment, "I'll tell them later, whenever they get up from yet another night if engagement."
Angel of Destruction, or 'Ange' as her master tended to call her, retorted, "You sound so bitter, maybe because both have to do with the subject of love?"
Visibly, there was slight twitch on the PAD's eye, "I-I have absolutely no problems with love. It's just excessive to be in the body of a person that you don't know making out with only gods know who and I've been listening to moaning and girly giggles for all of a week and a half. I'm going insane!"
Ange pointed out, "Two things, 1) you're already insane and 2) That sounds like the makings of a cat lady to me."
A glare met the look alike humanoid, "I swear if you weren't transparent, I'd strangle you."
Sighing, Jazzlyn sat up and stretched. Opting to get a workout in, she dressed in a jogging suit. Her messy hair was forced into a sloppy ponytail. She went outside and put on her tennis shoes, and wandered to the place that served as her training grounds: the land furthest from the buildings of the Yuki estate.
A feeling washed over her as she reached her temporary training grounds. It was her own 'intuition' for danger. She did a back flip in time to miss the daggers thrown where she had been standing. Landing in a crouched position , the woman quipped, "And here I thought that there'd be no excitement."
Instead of a verbal answer, more daggers flew.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The knives clattered onto the ground after they were deflected by a black metal gleaming under the sun. protecting her knuckles, were a pair of trench knives that she guarded herself with. A look of amusement came across her face as she picked up a dagger, "You're pretty good with your aim, but is that it? You're done already?"
A cloaked figured shot into the sky and into the sun, trying to blind the woman from the attack they were planning. Green eyes squinted in the light, and her 'sense' told her that they were assaulting now. She sidestepped as a blade was coming down. Earth was kicked up and forced Jazzlyn flip into the air. She threw the dagger she picked up and the mysterious person evaded the blow.
She examined the weapon as she was suspended in the air. A naginata (2)? Just as she was landing the spear-like weapon swung at her ankles. Jazzlyn jumped back, but backed into a tree. Cornered, the opponent thrust the blade, aimed to stab through her body.
DOPYU…DOPYU…
Red slithered from Jazzlyn's bare hand as she clenched the blade. With a twist, she pulled the blade (and her assailant) closer and kicked them in the head. The PAD held the naginata firmly between the attacker. The person appeared unfazed as they drew a pair of sai (3). Jazz went for a vertical cut as the cloaked figure parried with the three pronged daggers. Pushing the spear off them, the person went on the offensive as they did a barrage of slashes.
Many, but not all, were blocked by the whirl of the spear. A feral lunge caught the green-eyed lady off-guard. She barely fended it off with the staff portion of the naginata. Sais hooked the wood and snapped the spear in half. Now into two pieces, Jazzlyn used the bladed end as a short sword and the wood as a defense.
The assailant surged forward at the same time as the younger twin. They exchanged blow after blow. Scraping of metal echoed as the combatants struggled to off balance their opponent. Neither were succeeding until the PAD rammed her foot into her rival's chest. The person tumbled back, dropping one of their sai. Taking the advantage, the turquoise-haired girl charged with the blade to be met with the other sai.
Suddenly, the fighter unsheathed a hidden dagger and Jazz kicked it out of their hand and into a tree. Twirling the sword in a circle, the three-pronged weapon was embedded into the dirt. Jazzlyn held the blade to the person's neck and demanded, "Who are you and why did you attack me?"
"It seems your personality is more brash than before, priestess. However, that fighting skill has yet to slack. Unfortunate…" a modified voice spoke, completely ignoring the question. Confused by the name she was called, green spheres blinked, "Priestess?"
"Oh so you don't know yourself, that's convenient for us," the cloaked figure evaded Jazz's question yet again, "Till next time, witch of Terra Candorem."
Light burst from between the two. Jazzlyn had to close her eyes because of it's brightness. When it died down, the attacker had disappeared. Left with only questions, she glanced towards her bloodied hands to the battlefield that she had fought on, "What…the hell just happened?"
~~~~~AllHailEccentricness~AllHailEccentricness~AllHailEccentricness~AllHailEccentricness~~~~~
(Undisclosed Location)
The cloaked figure emerged at a cavern-like setting. Other figures hidden in the same manner as the figure sat around suspended candles. A shrine was centered at the front. They hovered a single orb. It glowed with a radiance that enchanted the sitting people as they chanted in a strange language.
The figure moved with dignity towards the shrine before kneeling on one knee before the orb, "Your evaluation?"
Though it possessed no mouth no any form of opening to speak through, a gravelly ominous voice projected from the floating sphere of light. The person seemed completely unfazed by it's talking, in fact admired the voice and answered, "My great deity, it appears the present day reincarnation of Lord ~~'s sibling, remains his blood relative…even more so as his twin. She also retains her fighting capabilities, if not more. However, she fails to recall any memory from her previous life and has taken more…rash persona unlike before…"
"So I see…" the light appeared to blink as it spoke, "Keep a close eye on her. That woman is my vessel's greatest protector…A major hindrance…and the key asset to the prince's revival."
His agent bowed their head lower, "As you wish."
"Also…observe the young sovereign's current form, 'Johan' correct?" a nod replied to his question, "and…the purge of the darkness that led my host off his path."
~~~~~AllHailEccentricness~AllHailEccentricness~AllHailEccentricness~AllHailEccentricness~~~~~
Kirei: And done!
Judai: Hey! There was no screen time for me or Johan!
Kirei: Relax! I mean there's more comedy to be found along with the drama for you…next chapter. In fact next chapter centers on you two.
Authoress' Notes:
1) bras d'honneur: In a lot of European countries this is flipping the bird. You make a flexing motion with your arm directed at someone. Nowadays they also put up the middle finger as emphasis. Literally it's a "up yours" gesture.
2) naginata: This is a Japanese spear. It is basically a wooden pole with a sword-like blade on the end.
3) sai: This is a three pronged weapon. They look like handheld tridents and their unique shape is usually made for catching a weapon in between the gaps.
Reviewers Response:
Oak-chan:Jazzlyn: Yes. He's my ex, anything else to be added at this point? Johan: How about the fact you were with O- Jazzlyn: *tackles and covers mouth* Dare mention that and I'll kill you Johan Andersen!
Judaiteito: I noticed. I read that story too. Thanks for sticking with the story.
Chrisandersenyuki: Of course more mystery, I intend to have you all wondering something after every chapter. And everyone seems to like Judai's grandmother! XD
Sakural7865: Thanks! I saw your review in Family Business and I wondered when you be caught up to this story. I guess I found out.
Luving Randomness: Johan: Judai, you never told me your grandma's a pervert. Judai: Johan, if I had known, I would've told you.
Yukiko Shiroryuu:Judai: That's what everyone is saying. Johan: Hey, Miku *covers his butt* What is up with all these people wanting to touch my xxx? Judai: Johan you have to admit, it's sexy. Kirei: Yuki-chan! It's been a while, I was worried that something happened to you.
What so Jazz is Noita but does her past life really lead a charmed life? Also, who attacked her? And what was that ball of light? And what does it want with Johan and Judai? All these questions and more…next time!
