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Summary: "Yuuri closed his eyes. Maybe it was not so bad to die. If no one cared, and he was all alone, would that be so much different from just dying? Wolfram had already left… There would be no one to scold him for just letting himself slip would there?"
A/N: As you can see I am getting lazy in writing summaries. Well, really I just don't get how to write a summary for this chapter. I promised to update quicker this time, and here I am! I think this chapter was especially hard to write. [Maybe it's because of my inexperience in writing action?] This one was supposed to be even longer than the last one, but I thought that if I put it together things would get too long, so I cut it up into two chapters :D It's still going to be three more chapters to go, though :D
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"Let go…" Yuuri choked out with whatever little breath he had left. He was 3 meters above his rooftop with no one even noticing that the Maoh was being captured right before there eyes.
"I brought you here to show you that your ridiculous arguments are useless! No one can help you. Not even you adherents care that their king is being threatened"
Yuuri's heart sank a little deeper. Why would everyone ignore him? What was happening? Was he invisible?
"I could throw you around, show you the real pain of getting rejected even though you try your best! Without me you will be unnoticed! I am you rightful queen!" Juliette shouted blind with anger.
"I'm sorry! I told you before: You are not the one I love! Let me go! What are you?" Yuuri always knew that Juliette was a Mazoku, but this thing choking him was none of the elements! It felt like something cool, but spiky was pressed against every centimeter of his neck. However, at the same time he felt like something was pulling the air out of his lungs.
He couldn't hold it anymore. Struggling like a drowning swimmer didn't help at all: there was nothing to grab or swim on. His limps were getting tired and leaden. His throat was dry, hurting from the impact. Was he going to die? Like this?
Yuuri closed his eyes. Maybe it was not so bad to die. If no one cared, and he was all alone, would that be so much different from just dying? Wolfram had already left… There would be no one to scold him for just letting himself slip would there?
A tiny tear found its way to the corner of the double black's eyes. There had been so much he wanted to do, wanted to say to the blonde. But there were no more chances. They had all run out. He could never tell him that when he first met the blonde he had already found him extraordinarily beautiful. He could never tell him that he actually didn't mind the blonde scolding him, or calling him henachoko, even liked it at times. Yuuri also regretted that he could never tell the blonde, how cute he would look at night when he was sleeping. He could never tell Wolfram how much he really appreciated him. In the end, Yuuri couldn't tell him what he had realized last night: He couldn't tell him that he loved him…
"Oi! Don't die on me here, you weakling! Can you even call yourself king? Do I need to erase this whole city to be able to rebuild it with my own hands as the queen of Shin Makoku! You know that you owe me that much!"
What?
"If you don't want to listen, then you must feel!" With that Juliette raised her free hand to form another motion of destruction, aiming right at the city. "I think a hole right there will be wonderful for my statue!" she said laughing hysterically.
Yuuri's eyes flashed open when he watched the girl concentrating her invisible force on the first house down the road.
It was one thing to let himself being killed, but it was another to have his innocent citizens involved in this! How could she even think about murdering those people that had nothing to do with her? What was wrong with one rejection? Didn't everyone get rejected at least once in their life?
Didn't he reject Wolfram endless times?
A mixture of anger and sadness aroused within Yuuri. It was one that rivaled the power suppressing his body.
Then a strangely familiar deep voice whispered into his ear "Just this time Yuuri, let me take over."
It was just right. Yuuri's consciousness began to fade away and the urge to just let himself fall grew more and more. Obediently he closed his eyes to fully trust one he knew could handle this situation so much better.
Juliette was extremely shocked. Just seconds before she could plant a nice crater right at the beginning of the road to the castle for her legacy, she could feel a pulse. Surprised, she turned around to see that once again a dark blue aura appeared around the king.
Concerned about the exponential increase in power, the Siren squeezed harder. It would turn out much more complicated once he was free. But however hard she pressed the Mazoku's Maroku was unstoppable. With pure force he pressed her hand open.
"Bu—but you can't see it!"
"Stop it! Stop everything you have been doing! How can you act undignified like this, just because of one rejection? Involving innocent people!" the Maoh's deep voice sounded like rumbling thunder, while dark clouds enveloped the sky.
Juliette understood that it was no more use to try holding the king in one place. Instead, she released him to focus her powers on attack and defense because she knew that matters had just complicated itself.
"You are one to talk! Do you know what you have done to me? And my forest? Due to you incapability?! You let my home be destructed just like this!" She waved her hands into a circular motion. Suddenly the earth began to shake. When the Maoh followed the direction of her motion he noted part of the wall in the east wing crumbled on the ground. A happy Gwendel sat in his office whose east wall was missing, revealing him signing another pack of paper Yuuri had neglected. He didn't seem to notice any change.
"What have you done to them?" the Mazoku's voice raised a few pitches, when he realized why no one seemed to care.
"You see, I can be rather persuasive and charming if I want to."
"What are you?" he bellowed.
"I am something far superior to you, my husband. I am a Siren."
"I told you before: I do not love you; I will say it for the last time: I refuse to be in any connection with you!"
"You don't love him either! Whether you want to or not, you are already mine!" Juliette shouted out loudly and angrily. She couldn't believe that her magic still had no effect at him.
Thunder growled above them, lightning found its way unto earth.
"Without giving consideration to them, you force your will onto others. You involve innocent people. Do you always get what you want? Is this what you call love? I do not intend to shed blood, but I have no choice!"
With that, bold rays of water were summoned, and directed towards a stunned Juliette.
"Juliette, you are not worthy of even entering my lands!"
With last effort, the Siren managed to create a counterforce that was no rivaling the king's magic.
Putting in all her hatred and madness towards her opponent, Juliette pressed her own power further and further towards the aggressor. Even though the king might have had enough force to break his imprisonment, her magic was still by far superior to the element of water, which was a healing, slow element.
Juliette was grinning, right now; she was clearly winning the duel.
Feeling his own power coming back at him, the Maoh was completely surprised at how weak his powers were against her. Hadn't he already saved hundreds of people with the same strength? This time he had to give it his all, something was wrong, and he couldn't afford to lose this battle.
In the meantime, fairly far away from the castle a blonde was boiling in anguish.
"What can I do? What have I done? I have to get back!"
"It is of no use, I won't let you go because you would not get there on time anyway." Natallie stated in an a little bored voice.
She had already created about five barriers that hindered a furious Wolfram from rushing towards the castle. At least she could support the transportation if it was going to happen. However, the waiting stretched the nerves of the fire wielder to an unknown extent.
"I can't do anything right! It will be my fault when something happens!" Groaning, Wolfram sat down on a rock by the roadside. He buried his face in his palms. Cold wind was blowing against his frail body. After a few minutes, his toes, fingertips and wet cheek had becomes numb.
A cold hand descended on his back. When he looked up he saw a consoling smile in Natallie's long face. Moko next to him had curled its ears up, nudging his side. They all knew how he was feeling.
"Now his majesty won't talk anymore, will he?" Juliette shouted victorious. Although sweat glistened over her make up, she managed to sound imminent.
The Maoh had lost control over his powers during the impact. Exhausted he had to give back control to his alter ego. When the darkness faded away, Yuuri found his back pressed against a tower of his castle. The Maoh had failed.
"Why? What happened?" The Maoh's power had never once disappointed anyone! Yuuri felt despair swelling inside his body. Why did his other half give back control? In this situation he was absolutely useless. Did that mean he gave up life?
"Oh, I see you back? I must say, I did have some trouble just now, but since you are here things come in handy for me."
"How could you…?" Yuuri choked out once again, the force tying his body to the cold stone wall growing bigger and bigger.
"Win? It was foolish of you to try and use water against me! Strong Sirens like I am have high advantages over weak water users like you. Water is a trifle for me, although I must admit this was probably the strongest water force I have felt."
"Impossible!" Yuuri whispered unbelievingly, trying to push away the force, but it just squeezed him tighter.
In response, Juliette gave another hysterical laughter, her pinky touching the corner of her mouth.
This woman was so dramatic.
"The only weak point of a Siren could be fire! It's common knowledge! But, maybe not so common for you, as I can see that you have been left by the only fire wielder in your castle! Now you will die of your own faults."
Yuuri squeezed his eyes shut. While Juliette pressed his air from his lungs, he thought about how unique his fiancé had been. Was it the end now? When he carefully opened his eyes the whole world began to swirl around, his sight became blurrier and blurrier. Lack of air caused his limps to give up, his head to tilt lifelessly to one side.
His consciousness was gliding from him for a second time, nevertheless, this time there was no voice whispering to him. Even that was out of wit.
So this is how I am going to die. I wish, it didn't have to end it like this. How would everyone in Shin Makoku take it? How would mother, father or Shori take it? How would Wolfram take it?
He smiled when he thought about the blonde.
With his last strength Yuuri murmured those magic words, everyone had been waiting for: "I wish you were here, Wolfram von Bielefeld", before his world turned black.
"It's futile."
Juliette's invisible aura turned a visible violet. With her finger she shaped the form of a huge sword ready to pierce through her victim's already broken heart.
Natallie observed concernedly that Wolfram's face grew grimmer and grimmer with every second.
He was just about to grab the reins of his mare to try another escape, when suddenly, he felt a jolt.
The next moment: fog wrapped around him. His whole world started swirling: landscapes became a blur of green, the ground disappeared. Wolfram couldn't move at all, his head was spinning.
Natallie lifted her hands into the sky, sending her energy to support the Maoh's Maryoku, as both Moko, and Wolfram disappeared into the sudden water vapor.
"It was about time" she said smiling sadly to herself.
I really like Natallie for some reason :D. Oh well, here is chapter 8! :D I don't know why, but it was a challenge for me writing this chapter...
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