Chapter 10 - Yzak's Terrible Plan?
I am so not in a good mood right now.....I learned that when I get my laptop-
-She uses a Compaq Presario right now-
-glare- anyways....I'm going to lose all my downloaded stuff!
-yes, good-bye to all distractions! No more music! No more AMVs! No more anything!- -laughs maniacally-
-glum- I'll still write this chapter, and my mood shouldn't affect it.... -headache-
-Your mood isn't going to affect it. It's the fact that you lost that paper. You know, the one you wrote down the "evil" plan on? Your memory sucks! Go ask a fruit fly where it is!-
You actually paid attention in my science class long enough to hear "fruit flies have good long term memory"? Wow....You pay more attention than I do....
-As much as I hate to admit this....You don't "try" to pay attention, but you do....So, you're not completely stupid.-
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One eye opened. The color of lavender was seen, as he looked around the room in a split second. Then he closed his eye. His head hurt. Kira realized that, besides his headache, he couldn't smell, feel, basically sense anything. He went to move his hand to his head, but found he couldn't move it.
He turned his head the best he could and saw that he was pinned to a wall like some butterfly under glass! His arms were out as if he actually had multicolored wings and was showing them off. His legs were just straight down, nothing special, but what made Kira angry, was his wings. They were pinned out like those pictures you see of Gabriel and such. As if they were on parade.
He twisted his body to the left, trying to get his wing free, but only ended up hurting himself. Kira took to looking around the room. It was dark, no windows or lights could be seen. He could faintly see the outline of a staircase leading up. He found he was pinned to a pillar, the only one in the room that he could see from the point.
'Great. I'm underground, tied to a pole, I've been kidnapped, and I have no idea where on Earth, if this is earth, that I am.' Kira thought blandly. 'Now what'll I do?'
A light was seen as the door atop the staircase was opened. Then light disappeared and Kira saw the silhouetted figure walk downstairs leisurely. A second figure behind him, walking almost military like. Their footsteps echoed off the walls and Kira glared at them. The first figure proceeded to walk towards Kira after reaching the bottom of the stairs, while the other one headed for a wall near him on his right. Apparently there was a light switch there, because lights suddenly came on.
"Well well well....seems you are awake." The figure that had stopped in front of Kira had silver hair, and blue eyes full of hate. "It's about time. Some wonderful angel you are. Wouldn't you agree Elthman?" he said, turning slightly towards the other angel, but still looking at Kira.
"Of course." the blonde angel smirked, as if he'd just heard something funny. Kira doubted anything the silver haired angel had was the cause. The silver haired angel noticed Kira focusing more on Dearka than on him so he brought up his hand and slapped Kira.
"That was a bit weak for me, but your attention seems to be divided." he said as he waved his hand, like he'd just touched something gross. "Well White Wing? Before I threw you out, your name was Krylancelo. What are you called now? Do you speak?"
Kira just glared at him.
"Speak dammit! Why do you test my nerves!?"
"Because you're easy to crack." Dearka laughed quietly, Yzak didn't hear him.
"Say something! I know you can talk!" Yzak was getting annoyed. Kira smirked.
"Idiot."
"What!? What did you call me!?" Yzak looked about to strangle Kira. In fact, he lunged at Kira and placed his hands around Kira's neck. He quickly tightened his grip, cutting off Kira's air. Dearka jumped forward and began pulling Yzak off.
"Come on man! Simmer down! Don't kill him! What's the point of your diabolical plan if he's dead!?" Dearka was suddenly on the ground as Yzak let go. "Ow."
"You're right." he muttered. "So. Are you surprised that it was I, Yzak Joule, high angel and almost considered the ruler of Aldermon, that threw you to earth?" Kira smirked again.
"Ruler of Aldermon? Gimme a break. You aren't the ruler of anything. All you rule is yourself and those few angels with black wings that follow you. By the way, nice 1/8 silver wings, Mr. Yzak I'm-a-bastard Joule." Dearka snorted. Yzak didn't find it funny.
"Why you......I'll have you know, many angels have black wings. The silver on my wings means I was a born leader of the black wings! Do you know what that means!? I should be leading all the angels! I'll soon have enough power to rule all! Aldermon, Earth, Heaven even!"
"Yea right. You really think you can do that!?" Kira raised his voice. "You really are an idiot. Do you think they will just bow down before you!?" Yzak smirked.
"They all know that they have no choice but to follow me, if I wish it. I have more power than they will ever have. The rarity of my wing color, silver, stands for that also."
"So why wait huh? What's standing in your way?" Kira knew the answer, but was being an ass at the moment and liked to annoy the silver haired angel.
"What's standing in my way? What's standing in my way!? You are standing in my way White Wing! I could rule the universe! But YOU! You had to be born. Even though I am more than a hundred years older than you, you still pose a threat! That's why I threw you to earth! You see, full grown angels have trouble living on earth. Why would you, a baby angel, survive? How could you have survived? I still don't know. I doubt even you know." Yzak turned and walked towards Dearka, a wind blowing at Kira as he did so.
"Don't worry, he's always like this." Dearka mouthed to Kira before going back to being military-like and following Yzak out, turning off the lights in the process.
Kira saw, to his amazement, that Dearka's wings changed colors with the light. In the light, they were white with orange. When the lights were off, they were green with orange. Kira didn't understand this, and Yzak didn't seem to notice the change. Kira let a small gasp escape and Dearka paused. He turned to face Kira.
Dearka saw, in the reflection from Kira's eyes, the color of his wings. He smiled, not smirked, smiled. Kira blinked and Yzak stopped. He turned around.
"Dearka! What's taking you. Let's get out of here before I kill him. You need to find out what is taking that moron Julius so long with my delivery." Yzak turned and opened the door, then left.
"I'll be back kid." Dearka left.
"Kid?" Kira asked himself. "Kid? I'm 16!" he yelled at the closed door.
Outside the door, Dearka smirked again. Yzak walked off. "And I'm only 17, buddy." he muttered before walking off. Two guard angels, both with black wings, took their places next to the door.
The sun shone through Cagalli's closed window curtains. She blinked awake, and sat up immediately. "Krylancelo! Wait....I'm still here...."
She recalled her dream. Kira had been in a dungeon somewhere, he was being tortured. She was standing right next to him, but she couldn't move. As she watched, Kira was murdered, his blood spilt all over her, and she cried.
Cagalli shuddered. "No....he's not dead.....there's no blood on me now....It was....just a dream....right?" she asked herself. One thing was certain, the crying part had been real. A sudden knock on her door caused Cagalli to jump.
"Hey Cagalli, are you awake?" Maria's voice carried over to her daughter, like...well, and angel to a dieing man who wants nothing more than to die....a mother's comforting voice to a child who's just fallen down and gotten hurt...a....you get the idea, right?
"Yea mom...I'm awake." Cagalli slipped out of bed and opened the door.
"Wow. You still wear those pajamas?" Maria asked, thrusting a bowl at Cagalli. Cagalli gave her a confused look after looking in the bowl at the mush. "Humans eat. They're eating now. So I thought we would join them and try some food. The pink haired girl....Lacus was it? Anyways, she made it."
"Right....and it's called what?" Cagalli asked, taking the bowl. She found the bottom of it hot and dropped it.
"Whoa!" Maria pointed her hand at it as if she would catch it, thought it was to far away, and it stopped just before hitting the ground. "Ah...." she bent down and picked it up.
"Mom. Why do you show of your power when I haven't gotten mine yet?" Cagalli asked.
"Oh, sorry honey. I didn't want to waste a bowl. And don't worry. Your power will be coming along at anytime. I suspect it might be mind reading, wouldn't it be great if you got that power?" her mother's face became dreamy. Cagalli gave her mom a look that said 'I don't believe it'
"For hating him so much, you sure seem to want me to be just like dad." She said angrily, taking the bowl from her mother and leaving the room.
"Morning Cagalli." Athrun and Lacus greeted as she entered the kitchen -(what do they have kitchen's for?)- and sat down.
"Yea yea, morning." She sat down and tried the mush. It tasted good, a taste of something she had never had before, very likely....she's only ever eaten fries.
"Great, you like it." Lacus cheered softly. "I didn't know if angels would like cinnamon oatmeal."
"Oat-meal" Cagalli sounded it out. "I'll have to get some when we go back to earth. It's delicious. How do you spell it?" She needed this information when she went to the store. Lacus smiled.
"O-A-T-M-E-A-L" She spelt it slowly, then smiled again and continued eating.
"So, we thought we'd leave to find Kira as soon as Nicol got here. What d' you think?" Athrun asked, he was already finished. Cagalli suddenly remembered the situation.
"Oh yea. We'll leave before he gets here if I want to." she said with a defiant look on her face.
"Oh, you won't have to." Maria said, entering the room. "Nicol will be here very soon." Cagalli ignored her mother.
"Is something wrong?" Lacus asked innocently.
"Nothing." Cagalli said shortly. Athrun knew she was lying, Lacus probably did too, but she finished her breakfast.
Dearka returned to the dark room, I classify as a dungeon, in the early morning. He didn't look remotely tired. He walked down and sat in front of Kira, not bothering to turn on the lights. Kira, who had been sleeping, woke up when Dearka opened the door. He didn't open his eyes, the florescent coloring of Dearka's wings lit the room a bit and he knew who it was.
"Hey. Sleeping beauty. You're not asleep. So I ain't gonna kiss you, got it? Wake up." He took a little stick he had and proceeded to poke Kira in the head until he looked up, glaring at Dearka. "Ah! He awakes" Dearka seemed to be enjoying himself.
Kira turned his head and didn't look at Dearka. Dearka seemed hurt by this.
"Come now White Wing!" He used the same name Yzak used, but somehow, when Dearka said it, it sounded like an older brother's nickname for his younger brother. "Don't be mad. I came down here to talk and you turn away. I'm hurt." he said cockily.
"If you have nothing to actually say to me, then leave. I'm not in the mood to talk to someone like you." Kira nearly spat. Dearka blinked a few times before smirking and answering.
"Alright. We had a meeting last night, it's early morning just so ya know. Yzak called his few trustees, himself, me, and Julius, to a meeting. Wanna know what we talked about?" He looked at Kira, expecting to see him hanging on every word spoken.
"Sure." Kira didn't even look at Dearka.
"Hmph. Fine, be rude." But he explained anyway. "So. You've been captured, why? Because you're a threat to Yzak's plan. Now, I myself didn't know his plan, until last night when he came down here. I put the pieces together just after we left. He plans to take down heaven. He wants to rule everything. Now, you as well as I know that if he does, nothing will be left standing. Earth, Aldermon, even heaven will be as good as gone."
"Yea, I know." Kira turned to face the front, which is where Dearka was, but he was looking at the ground, so he wasn't looking at Dearka.
"You are the only thing that can stop this plan, right? Yea. So he drops you off into the mortal world, because you can't even fly he expects you to die. But you live. And you have charms. Yzak thought, 'If he doesn't die, at least he's out of the way.' But with the charms, you could return. He was furious when he found out you had 'em." Dearka was holding his feet as he rocked back and forth on the ground.
"So?"
"Yzak is easily infuriated. He doesn't like setbacks, or obstacles. He's gotten to a high rank, and he wants to stay there. You see White Wing, I'm only 17. I'm not hundreds of years old like everyone else. So me and you, we have something in common. Now, as to what Yzak is going to do. You know what he's done. You wanna know what he's planning next?"
"Yea." Kira looked at Dearka, now hanging on....almost every spoken word. Dearka smirked.
"Those charms, the things he hated because it gave you the ability to return. He plans to use them against you. He's been having Julius develop a poison. If he pours it on your charm, all the other charms will also be poisoned. Then, he'll send minions after your friends, get them beat up right? That'll hurt you too, that's what the poison does. That way, you'll become weak."
"What's the point in that? If I only get weak, I don't die, why?" Kira asked.
"He plans to suck your power outta ya." Dearka answered sadly. Sadly? Kira was confused. "He'll use his power, the power to suck other peoples power, to take all of your ability, all of your magic, everything. You'll be nothing left, just an empty shell. You see White Wing...you harbor a lot of power inside you. More than any of us can imagine. Yzak on the other hand, knows a bit about it. He wants your powers so bad. He's insane." Dearka was looking at the ground, sad.
"Hey Dearka?" Kira thought that was his name. Dearka looked up and he guessed that that was his name. "What's with your wings? I heard wing color changes your personality."
"Ah, right." Dearka looked fondly at his wings. "I....am a rebel." he seemed proud. "If an angel is a rebel, their wings change colors. Not all of our wings change the same though. It's different for all of us. Few angels are rebels. My wings change colors depending on lighting, some wings change due to emotions, others change depending on the weather, see? I belong to neither side."
"So why are you working for that Yzak guy?" Kira asked. His senses were starting to come back, and hanging from the wall wasn't comfortable.
"Hm? I don't know. Fun maybe. I'm an orphan angel, if you can believe that. I was born, and as long as I can remember...I've never had parents."
"Sorry."
"Eh, don't feel bad. I'm cool with it. By the way, have you found any powers that you can use?" Dearka asked, even in the dark you could see his smirk.
"Eh....no....all I can do is fight and make wind with my wings." Kira said softly.
"Really? My power has only just begun to develop. You know what it is?"
"What?" Kira asked as Dearka got up and walked off.
"It's.....nah, I'm not gonna tell you."
"Hey!"
Dearka laughed.
"I like ya kid. Maybe we'll talk again sometime. Who knows, I might switch sides. Rebels never really work for someone. Bye Kira!" he opened the door and left.
"Why the heck does he call me kid? I'm only a year younger than he is." Kira then realized something. "Wait a minute. He called me Kira just now. How'd he know my human name?"
"So. You spilt the beans to him huh?" asked a voice. Dearka was laying on one side of a wall, around the corner was another guy.
"Yep. I guess I feel to the guy. We are almost the same age after all." Dearka smirked. "And he can see my wings change color. None of these other angels-" he motioned towards the angels going everywhere in Aldermon, even though it was so early. "could ever see my wings change color."
"Yep. He's a special kid. I have high hopes for him. You two should become friends. Anyways, I'm late. Maria is expecting me, I wouldn't want to keep her waiting." The angel said, taking flight.
"Right right. Wouldn't ever want to keep Maria waiting would we now?" He put his arms behind his head as he leaned against the wall. "You're hopeless. Someone break out the wedding bells!" He said jokingly to himself. "Maria and Nicol are gettin married!" he laughed and walked off.
End Chapter! Not too much to this chapter....nvm...there's a lot to it.....I like it. Dearka's one of my...ONE OF my favorite angels so far. I think the whole 'rebel angel' idea was great.
-Thank You! I appreciate your praise.-
Hey! Rebel angel was all my idea! Ok, it was your idea, but I'm hiding a surprise from you that you won't find out until the end of the story. -smirk-
-What!? Oh! I know what it is! Come on! What's Dearka's power? How about Cagalli's? And what's this thought about a kiss that keeps going through your head!?-
Hey! Stop it! Don't go through my head! -stops. stares- Oh dang it. Why did YOU have to have the same power!? -mope- -over it- Anyways, Yes, Esprit is right. There will be a kiss...or more than one kiss...in this story. I'm not saying what it's all about! I'm not giving ANYTHING else away about further chapters! So don't try anything!
-Glaring at Jess-
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Hey! Don't even joke about that! You already got one of my nails cut off! I wanna keep my other ones!