Disclaimer: I do not own Zatch Bell, nor do I own White, the reincarnation of Clear Note mentioned in the last chapter of Zatch Bell by King Zatch in the mamodo world, nor Rein.
Divine Storm
Chapter 9
One might think that a battle between mamodo in a populated city wouldn't draw any attention. Whoever thought that, however, is dead wrong.
"Why did we battle in an area where anyone could see us?"
"Well, none of the mamodo we've fought so far have agreed to change the location- so I thought, why bother?"
"You could've asked! Now the police are after us!"
"Shut it, Io! You've done stupider things in the mamodo world!"
"Whatever."
"Gaelsir!"
Io fired a blast of wind at the ground and propelled himself and Zier into the air.
"Whatthehell?! I'mgonnafallman! Aaaaahh!"
"Don't worry. I'll use my wind manipulation to keep you up in the air."
"Oh. Yeah. Well, tell me next time you do that. I thought you were trying to kill me or something."
Io began the trip back to Zalior's base.
At Zalior's Secret Base In An Unknown Location
Zalior was sitting in a large open area of his lair. The area was cold and dark, lit by large spotlights above. The area was rough and rugged, designed as a wide-open indoor battlefield of sorts. Zalior placed the area in the least-guarded section of the building, which, along with the fact that it was relatively isolated from the rest of the building, made it the obvious target of anyone skilled enough to break in.
"When will Io arrive? He should've been here yesterday."
"Master Zalior, Io is probably on his way here as we speak. I wouldn't worry about it"
A mamodo stood by Zalior's side. The mamodo was clad in dark purple armor with red stripes running up the armor to the place where the helmet would be, but there was no helmet. The mamodo had a pale face with bright purple eyes that seemed to light up like lightning. There were several metal wires running up his face from the armor, which held up a giant glass sphere on top of the mamodo's face, which sparked with pitch-black lightning on occasion.
"Master Zalior, would you like me to deal with the mamodo that is coming here with Io?"
"No, Kortu. I have someone different in mind. You just came back from your most recent mission, right? Did you bring back the mamodo like I asked?"
"Yes, I did, Master Zalior."
A mamodo with dark purple armor covering his entire body except for his eyes, which glowed crimson and seemed to light up by themselves, stepped out of a door near Zalior.
"What is your desire?"
"Very good, Kortu. Dorzi, was it? You probably know who Zier is, right?"
"Of course I know. What mamodo doesn't?"
"He will be here shortly. Eliminate him or I'll eliminate you from this tournament.
"Yes s-... sir Z-... Master Zalior."
Eight Long Hours Later
"Hey, get up sleepy-heads!"
Io was using his wind manipulation to hold up Kirk, Felix, and Zier, who were sleeping because of the long flight to Zalior which was made even longer because Io got lost along the way.
"Are we there yet?"
"Yes, we're finally here."
"I bet Zalior's going to reward us for being so early! I mean, look at his bookkeeper! He's filthy rich! Maybe he'll get you a big house to replace that dump you live in, Kirk!"
"It's not that bad is it?", Kirk muttered under his breath.
Io descended and they all walked into the building. Io walked in circles, looking for Zalior.
"Helloooooooo?!"
"Couldn't you just call him or-"
"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeelllllllllllllllll lllllllllllllllllllllllllooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooo?!"
"I think he heard you already. You can st-"
"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeelllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllll lllooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooo?!"
"STOP YELLING!"
"Calm down, I'm just trying to find Zalior, sheesh; HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLL LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOO, YOU CAN COME OUT NOW, ZALIOR!"
"Why don't we try, oh I dunno, actually look for him?"
"Great idea, um, Zier's book guy? What's your name again?"
Felix sighed.
"Felix. My name is Felix."
"Isn't that a cat name?"
"Do you even have cats in the mamodo world?"
"Yeah."
Felix looked surprised.
"Huh. Really?"
"Nope."
"Okay..."
"So let's go look for Zalior? That way!"
Io closed his eyes and swung his arm around while pointing. He stopped and opened his eyes.
"Let's go!"
"Underground?"
"His bookkeeper is rich, plus he gives off this creepy vibe! Why wouldn't he have a secret underground lair?"
"Unless this Zalior guy is a mole, I doubt you'll find him underground."
"Zalior- a mole? That's dumb. Almost as dumb as you believing everything I say about the mamodo world! No cats in the mamodo world?!"
Io bent double, then fell over laughing.
"Seriously! How dumb can you be?!"
Felix started to reach over to grab Io by his shirt collar, but stopped halfway.
"You're not worth it."
"Suit yourself... Stupid!"
"..."
"Let's go look for Zalior before somebody gets hurt."
Zier glared at Io. Io stared back at him, oblivious to the veiled threat.
"Okay, let's go, then."
One Half-Hour Later
"You're lost."
"I know this place better than you, so... shut up... stupid!"
"Hey, we haven't checked that door yet!"
"Good idea, Kirk. I'm glad I have a smarter bookkeeper than you."
"Watch it."
Io quickly looked behind him, then around him, finally turning back to Zier, clearly confused. Zier sighed loudly and slapped his forehead.
"Do you have a headache?"
"JUST TRY THE DOOR!"
"Whoa! If you have a problem with me, just say it!"
Zier turned to Io and looked the wind mamodo dead in the eye, his expression blank. He turned his head back as Io scratched his head in puzzlement.
Io walked into a room he didn't remember ever existing and the spotlights suddenly blared and shined on him.
"Hey what's up with all of these lights here?"
He saw Zalior on the other side of the room and waved.
"Scillor!"
Zalior produced a scythe and threw it at Zier. Zier dodged it, then glared at Zalior.
"Zalior, this is the mamodo you told us to bring here."
"Yes. Thanks for getting him. Now I can take him out myself."
Zier dashed toward Zalior, but Dorzi jumped down from the alcoves above, landing right on top of Zier. He threw Zier aside and caught his own bookkeeper, a tall, lanky, and pale woman dressed in black. She wore a dark veil over her face.
"I suggest you leave before you get caught up in all this, Io."
Nita ran down the nearest flight of stairs, followed by his mamodo. Io charged after him immediately, only to run headlong into the larger armored mamodo.
"I don't think you heard him. Leave before you get hurt."
"Get out of my way!"
"Not a chance. Sorry about this. But Zalior won't let him go until I do this!"
"I don't know who you're talking about, and I don't care! Kirk, get him outta my way!"
"Gaelsir!"
A burst of wind forced the mamodo to step backward, but before his heel touched the ground, he charged forward and punched Io's face.
"I'll give you one more chance. I don't like Zalior any more than you do, but I need to do this."
"Do what?"
Dorzi looked to his side and saw Zier above him raising his fist.
"Doruzonis!"
Zier's spell drilled through his armor, leaving a hole in his torso. Still stunned from the sudden assault, Dorzi collapsed to the ground.
Io got up, clutching his sizable bruise.
"Thanks."
"Don't thank me. He was trying to defeat me, and you distracted him long enough to land the finishing blow on him."
"Yeah. Thanks, loudmouth!"
"Don't mention it, stupid!"
"Don't..."
Io and Kirk had already run past them and made their way down the stairwell.
"...call me stupid."
"Wow. They're actually pretty fast."
"That kid is a speed demon."
"Oh no, he's not. Trust me. I know that guy. He's even more annoying."
Felix looked at him in confusion.
"What?"
Zier sighed and his shoulders slumped in frustration.
"...Never mind..."
"If that kid makes it out of there with his book unburnt, then I'm going to beat him to a pulp."
"Hahahaha."
Zier froze.
"Suitoruk!"
The mamodo turned around in time to be knocked back by what appeared to be an armored tendril.
"He won't beat Zalior, but he's going to get beaten to a pulp all right."
"Zoruk!"
Zier's armor glowed bright blue, and he straightened his right hand.
"Doruzonis!"
Zier caught the armored tendril flying at him, and smashed through it using his spell. The blue mamodo drove his hand forward.
"Suitoruk!"
Zier forced the spell forward into the armor, cracking it, before his spell dissipated.
"We could waste time fighting with body-strengthening spells all day, but I don't have time for that. Edna!"
"Suitorzon!"
A black substance that looked like tar seeped out of Dorzi's armor and quickly enveloped the room. Black tendrils, similar to the one Dorzi used before, started to grow all around the room.
"Go Zoruk! Go Zoruk!"
Zier's armor glowed blue and melded over his skin so he resembled a blue demon.
"Doruzonis! Garazonis!"
A swirling drill made of energy and wind formed around Zier's hand. Zier started to spin with his hand still covered with the drill.
"Dorzi."
"I know."
Dorzi simply stood there and the tendrils headed straight for Zier.
"By simply thinking about moving the tendrils, I can make them attack anyone!"
"You trying to impress me? I'm not the king yet!"
Zier kept spinning and when the tendrils tried to grab him in mid-rotation, he slammed his drill-covered hand into them and broke them. Zier broke through most of the tendrils, but Zier became trapped in a corner.
"I'll end this now! Sorry, it's nothing personal, but I have to do this!"
The room suddenly cleared up as all of the tendrils went to the corner where Zier was.
"Garazonis!"
Zier used the chance to get away from the spell , but the tendrils soon caught up with him, coming in from all four sides, even through the walls. A tendril grabbed him in mid-rotation, stopping the spell.
"Zonis!"
The tendril broke off as Zier leaped into the air.
"Garazonis! Garazonis!"
Zier started spinning, but in mid rotation, a strong whirlwind infused with energy started spinning around Zier, so Zier glowed bright blue while he spinned.
"Gigano Zonis!"
Zier cut through all of the tendrils with his spinning and he pointed his antennae downwards. A huge blue tornado-like blast was fired from his antennae, shooting in all directions while Zier was spinning.
"Go Suishield!"
Dorzi's spell stopped Zier from bringing the building down, but Zier's clever spell combination destroyed his spell. Felix dropped the book and Zier landed on his feet.
"I think I got him."
"Sorry to disappoint you."
Dorzi's book was fine and his bookkeeper was undamaged. Dorzi's armor was scratched and cracked in several places, but his armor remained unbroken.
"You won't beat me if that's the best you can do."
"First, you're trying to impress him, then you're claiming you're better than him. Which is it?"
"Felix, just focus on the battle."
"...Fine..."
Suddenly, Kortu stepped through a door into the arena.
"Kortu! What are you doing here? I don't need your help!"
"Zalior's orders."
"...I see..."
Dorzi walked back to his bookkeeper. They appeared to be talking in frantic, hushed tones about something.
"Gigano Thaikirga!"
Kortu charged up a giant dark electrical blast. Suddenly, a black tendril appeared from seemingly nowhere and stabbed Kortu's bookkeeper in the leg.
"Greg, you all right?! Damnit, Dorzi, how did you do that?"
"I knew it. You should know how I did it."
"Greg, don't listen to-"
"Ahem!"
Dorzi's bookkeeper interrupted him by clearing her throat.
"You asked how he did it, didn't you?"
She took out a large jar from her over-sized handbag.
"Come back here, Dorzi."
The tendril protruding from Greg's leg seemed to melt into a black, metallic-looking liquid as it slid into the jar. Kortu looked around for Dorzi, only to find nothing there. Edna cleared her throat again and Kortu looked at the now-overflowing jar.
"What the-?!"
"Dorzi is not a naturally human-shaped mamodo. He can take any form he wants to as long as there is enough liquid to sustain that form."
When Kortu was looking back at his bookkeeper, the fully charged blast from his spell struck the ceiling and sent a huge chunk of the ceiling flying down at Kortu.
"What the-"
Kortu was cut off as the stone chunk slammed him into the ground, knocking him out and breaking the glass dome on top of his head.
"No, Kortu!"
The purple electricity from the dome formed into a blurry, static image of Kortu.
"Like you, Dorzi, I am not a human-shaped mamodo, but I am in a human-shaped form."
Dorzi leaped out of the water bottle that he was contained in.
"Suitoruk!"
Dorzi turned back into his armored form, but it was larger and more heavily armored.
"I am electricity, Dorzi. Your liquid form may allow you to shapeshift, but your shapeshifting powers can only make you so powerful without a spell."
"Very observant, Kortu. I may not be able to hurt your electricity, but you can't hurt my liquid form. But then again, you're just repeating something I already knew about you."
" Cut the bullshit. I never met you before this mission, and I can hurt you when you are in your armored form. I can guarantee that your armored form is not quick enough to get to my bookkeeper and burn my book, however."
"Thaikirga!"
Kortu charged up a blast of dark electricity and fired it at Dorzi.
"Go Suishield!'
Dorzi turned to liquid and reformed as a giant metal shield. The blast impacted on the shield, but did no damage.
"Leo Suitoruk!"
Dorzi turned to liquid again and turned into a giant metal lion. Dorzi jumped at Kortu, but Kortu charged up another spell.
"Rond Thaikir!"
Kortu formed a whip made out of dark electricity and knocked Dorzi back with it.
"Get back!"
"Zonis!"
A blast of wind and energy hit Kortu and knocked him back. Kortu turned into a formless pool of purple electricity.
"Thaikir Spreid!"
Kortu turned into a wave of purple electricity and shocked Zier severely, knocking Zier unconscious.
"Hahahaha, you are no match for me."
Part of the electricity broke off from the wave and shocked Greg. He didn't seem to be damaged, but his eyes suddenly shifted to a dark-purplish color.
"Thaikir Zombudo!"
Kortu shocked Felix into unconsciousness, then Kortu jumped onto Felix's body. Felix's body shuddered and his eyes glowed with purple electricity.
"Zonis!"
"Thaikir!"
A blast of wind and energy was fired from the antennae of Zier, who had been possessed just like Felix. A blast of purple electricity was fired out from Felix's hand at Dorzi.
"I own these bodies now, Dorzi. They are both mine. Now, I can win the tournament by using these two as fodder for my battles. Maybe I can do the same for you and your bookkeeper if I spare your book."
Dorzi, being in his lion form. pounced on Kortu and Zier's spells and cancelled them.
"Thaikir!"
A blast of electricty hit Dorzi's leg, severing a chunk of his leg.
"You can no longer move. Dorzi, give it up and surrender your book to me and I will not burn it. Join your friend Zier. Become my mindless puppet."
"Suitoruk!"
The chunk of Dorzi's leg reformed into a giant spike right under Kortu's bookkeeper. Greg jumped back and accidentally closed Kortu's book. The unconsious bodies of Zier and Felix fell back to the ground. Kortu's bookkeeper looked around sluggishly, as though he had just awoken from a long sleep. Kortu reformed into his solid body by surrounding his body with electricity and jumped back in front of his bookkeeper.
"Gigano Suitoruk!"
Dorzi's lion form became even larger and had heavier armor. Dorzi's lion form pounced on Kortu and his bookkeeper.
"Raaja Radisu!"
A giant blast was fired out of nowhere and fried Dorzi, knocking him unconscious and severely injuring him.
"You didn't have to aim at the other mamodo, you know."
"It was necessary. If Kortu possessed him, then he could have used him as a human shield."
"Fine, then. Just focus on the rule-breakers from now on, okay?"
"Agreed."
The unknown figure, hovering several feet in the air, along with his bookkeeper, turned to the electric mamodo
"Kortu, I didn't think you of all mamodo would stoop this low. You should know that your family was removed from the tournament for several generations for using that zombification spell."
"It's a useful spell. I see no reason why it should be wasted."
"Very well. Riyuzaki, show him the doors back to the mamodo world for me."
"As you wish, White."
The human bookkeeper opened up the transparent book and it started to glow very brightly.
"Raaja Radisu!"
That's Chapter 9. Will you flame? Nein. I know that's corny. Review plz.
