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Just as I promised, here is chapter 10. I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 10: Welcome to Index - Part 2

(Thursday - 2:14 p.m. - Misao's P.O.V.)

How could things have turned out like this? As I just barely avoided decapitation by Misuzu using Doujigiri Yasutsuna, I just couldn't help but think over what could have happened. 'I don't get it. James-san said that if I challenged Misuzu, then she could vent her anger properly, and could actually get her to trust me, if not befriend me. But, all she wants to do now is kill me.' As I raised Onikiri and Kumokiri in an X formation to catch Misuzu's next attack, my mind traveled back to the last few days.

(flashback - Monday)

When I awoke, I went into the front room, and found my descendent sitting on the couch, reading one of my books. I was still skeptical at the idea that this girl was my descendent. She was obviously strong if she had two of my clan's seven swords, and two of the more powerful ones at that. As I walked up to her, I had a smile on my face. "Good morning Kusakabe-san." The response I got was a brief glare, then she stood up and left my home. 'Why does she seem so angry?'

I spent a large part of the day searching for her, but she must have been really good at hiding. Even my shikigami could not locate her. I eventually gave up and returned home at sunset, only to find her sitting at the table, eating an outrageously large bowl of miso soup. Without a word, I made myself a normal sized bowl of soup, and joined her at the table. We ate in silence for some time, but I finally asked, "Could I at least ask for the name of my descendent?"

She glared at me through narrowed eyes, then snapped at me, "Misuzu, although you should already know that, considering you tried to kill me on multiple occasions!" With that, Misuzu somehow downed the last of her soup in one gulp, then walked out of the house again. I sighed, then just went to bed. I hoped that I could at least make a better impression the next day.

(Tuesday)

When I awoke, I did not find Misuzu in the house. I immediately went to look for her again, to at least clear the air around us. However, as I was passing through the courtyard I found Georgius talking with one of the girls that Sebastianus and Elaine were charged to care for. I went over to them and asked, "Georgius-sama, you wouldn't happen to have seen my descendent pass through here, would you?"

Georgius replied that he had not. But, the girl chose then to say something. "Don't feel bad miss, Misuzu-sempai is still trying to get over the things that happened to her back in our time."

My head perked up at that comment. "Events that happened...in your time?" Realization struck me like a sack of potatoes. "Wait, you all from the future, correct?" When the girl nodded, I asked, "What were these events?" The girl told me many things. She told me that I had become a thing called a Black Knight, and how I had blindly stood by Georgius's side in the name of killing children for the soul purpose of defending a seal. The things she said I had done disgusted me. I had actually sent Elaine to her death as a bomb; I may not have been fond of Elaine, but that just seemed wrong on many levels. I had ripped the little blond girl apart for the same purpose of defending a seal. But, the girl then revealed the root of the problem. Misuzu had idolized me, and had done everything she could to prove to our clan that she was a strong warrior. Then, in the name of my love and our mission, I had traveled to the real world, killed the grey-haired teen's foster mother, and had completely twisted her view on her own life to the point that she considered suicide. No wonder she hated me. When she was done explaining, I was stunned. "But, the me she knows isn't who I am. I would never do such horrible things to mere children. There has to be way to make her see that."

The girl gave me a sad smile and shook her head. "It isn't that simple miss. Misuzu-sempai can hold a grudge like nobody I've ever seen. Once, when Takahisa-sama accidentally, well I think it was accidental, grabbed her breasts, and she spent the next week chasing him all over the city with her swords. Honestly, with how Misuzu-sempai uses her shikigami, and the fact that she had all five of her swords at the ready, it's a wonder how Takahisa-sama is even alive."

When the girl said 'five swords' though, I lost focus on the conversation. 'Five swords? No way, that just isn't possible. Nobody in our clan has ever been in possession of more then two swords at any one time. The magic and physical strength needed to use five of the seven is unrealistically large in scale.' But, even as I though this, I then realized that times could change. But, Georgius, who had been listening to our conversation quietly for some time now, spoke up. "Do not be so suprised Misao. Misuzu carries a fragment of the Voidstone in her soul. It has increased her magic and physical capabilities to the point that she could probably use all seven of your clan's magic blades with ease." I shakily nodded, then just went back home, not even bothering to check if Misuzu was home. How could I have ever face her if she had enough power to wield five of my clan's seven swords. I went to sleep that night, and for the first time in many years, I was afraid.

(Wednesday)

When I went out the next day, I just wandered aimlessly. I didn't know what I could possibly do to gain Misuzu's trust. She had perfectly good reasons to hate me, and if I faced her then I'd probably die. As the clock tower struck noon, I traveled to a stone slab in the yard, not knowing that it was already occupied. When I sat down, I soon noticed that someone was there. When I looked over to them, I smiled. It was Scholastica and some other person I didn't recognize. Scholastica was smiling happily as the man beside her just watched her fold paper cranes. I was startled out of my focused gaze by a deep and masculine voice, "You seem to be worried about something, Kusakabe Misao. Care to tell me what it is that troubles you?"

I looked over at the source of the voice, and realized it belonged to the large man. I took my first good look at him, and immediately blushed. He had a body that was rippling with muscle that I could tell was given to him through many years of hard work. He had pitch black hair, and eyes that shown like silver. When I looked into his eyes, all my fears and worries melted away, as if his gaze alone could save me from all pain. I calmly sighed and nodded to him. "It is my descendent, Kusakabe Misuzu. She hates me for events that have transpired in her time, and despite my not being the same person as the me of the future, she still hates me with a passion. I just want her to know that I am not the same person she faced in her own time."

The large man nodded, then gave me a warm smile. "Misuzu-san can be stubborn at times, but I think I know how to help you. But, you'll have to give me something as well. Information for information." I immediately agreed; usually I didn't care what others thought of me, but it felt different from my descendent, a person of my bloodline who had at one time thought so highly of me. He nodded with a blank expression and pulled out a large book bound in black leather. When he placed the book on the slab we sat on, I noticed a spiderweb of cracks form from where it sat. As I was wondering how heavy the book was, the man opened it to a blank page in the back and handed me an ink bottle and quill pen. He stated, "Write the spells and incantations used to forge the Seven Sacred Swords of your clan, as well as all the magic around shikigamis, and I will help you."

I was shocked at his proclamation. "What makes you think I know those spells? And even if I did, I would never reveal them to an outsider. It would go against everything my clan stands for if someone were able to forge the same blades for themselves."

The man nodded in understanding, then stated, "That is true, but you do not belong to the Kusakabe clan. You were banished for incorporating magic of the western world with that of your clan's magic."

I looked down for a moment in shame, then a thought struck me. "How did you know I was banished, and why I had been banished in the first place? Who are you?"

The man chuckled, then stated, "All fair questions, so I'll tell you what. Give me the information I seek, and I'll reveal everything you want to know, as well as how to get Misuzu to at least trust you. Deal?" He held out one of his massive hands, and I looked at it skeptically. Finally though, I let out a sigh and shook his hand. I took up the ink and quill, and began writing down the spells that were needed to properly forge the swords, as well as the necessary preparations needed to properly bind the magic to the blades. Then, I wrote out the spells that had to be written on a talisman so that the spirit was bound properly. Many of my clan had messed this spell up, and those spirits hate being forced into slavery. I made sure to add diagrams for what should happen if things went properly. When I was done, I saw that all the kanji I had written started to shift into different shapes that looked like pictures of different things. I paid it no mind, and just glared at the man as he stowed the book somewhere. Then he said to me, "Alright, now let me give you the full story." He then told me his name was James Mellenor. At first I was skeptical of this man being the angry and weak boy from a few nights ago, but soon excepted it when he revealed his heritage and origins, which was basically the same story Georgius had told us late yesterday. It was a fascinating story that not only answered all my questions, but left me wondering just how many types of magic were in this world besides that of shikigami and magus. "Now," he stated, "as for your problem with Misuzu. I do have one idea." I looked into his silver eyes with anticipation. He told me, "The only way I can think of you gaining at least her trust is to face her in combat." I widened my eyes in equal parts fear and surprise. "Now, Misuzu does have five of your clan's seven swords. She does have knowledge of your fighting style to the point that she could easily kill you. But, if you face her with everything you've got and don't hold anything back, Misuzu will see that you are not the same as Superbia. She will see you as the person she still worships, and not as the Black Knight that killed her friends. Plus, she'll be able to vent her anger properly." I couldn't believe what he was saying. I asked if he was crazy, to which he replied, "Actually, yes I am. But, that's beside the point. The point is, don't hold anything back. I will arrange for Misuzu to be at the courtyard at noon. That is when you will challenge her to single combat. No holds bared, to the death. So long as you don't hold anything back, and don't mind being shamed a little, then you will live and at least have Misuzu's trust. That, I promise you."

I nodded my thanks, then returned to my business was I waited for the battle against my descendent.

(Thursday - noon)

I walked into the courtyard to see Misuzu standing in the middle. When I came into her line of sight, she glared at me. "What do you want?" her voice was like venom.

I stayed calm and drew my swords. "Kusakabe Misuzu!" I called out, "I challenge you to single combat. To the death." I instantly noticed the twisted smile that graced Misuzu's face. She pulled out Kogarasumaru Amakuni and Kannagiri Nagamitsu, then rushed at me.

At first, things were more-or-less evenly matched between us. She would strike at me with powerful blows that I easily blocked. I noticed that she put almost no effort into defense, and focused entirely on her strikes against me. I thought, 'She is so focused on power. It reminds me of Benedictus.' Unfortunately, that thought distracted me long enough for Misuzu to surprise me. I learned the hard way what Kannagiri Nagamitsu was meant for. The blade had no elemental power like Kogarasumaru Amakuni (shadow) or Kumokiri (wind), but it did have a distinct focus. The blade usually appeared as an undersized katana, but was actually a claspknife. I grunted in pain as the sword's blade suddenly extended and pierced my stomach. I managed to step back and pull the sword from my gut, then tossed it somewhere away from me. Even as I bled from my wound, I used a shikigami to block the blood flow and keep my blood inside my body. As I prepared to counterattack though, I saw Misuzu now held Tachibana Dousetsu Raikiri in her free hand. 'Oh this is just perfect.' I sarcastically thought. But, I wasted no time in making a frontal assault against my opponent. I raised Onikiri in the hopes that I could inflict her with the blade's curse and make her unable to duel wield her swords. Luckily, I was able to strike her left arm just above the elbow. She screamed out in pain as her flesh turned a sickly black color. I knew she had lost use of that arm the moment she dropped Kogarasumaru Amakuni. I quickly grabbed the blade and threw it into a different direction from the one I threw Kannagiri Nagamitsu into. However, my small victory was short lived, as Raikiri suddenly pierced my chest, only a scant few centimeters from my heart. The blade then discharged a massive amount of electricity into my body, then fell to the ground with a clatter. By the time the electricity dissipated, I was on my knees in pain as my heart was struggling to beat properly. As I looked up, I saw Misuzu now held Kashagiri Hiromitsu and was somehow wielding the sword with only one hand (it was meant to be wielded with two hands). She charged at me, screaming as she raised the blade, ready to burn my flesh to a crisp. I was just barely able to raise Kumokiri and release a burst of wind that pushed her away from me. I struggled to my feet and held my swords up and at the ready. For the next hour we traded blows, with neither of us letting up. Then, I managed to blow Kashagiri Hiromitsu out of Misuzu's hands with another wind blast, and kicked it next to Raikiri. However, we were far from done. I knew I had one last sword to face: Doujigiri Yasutsuna.

(end flashback)

In retrospect, maybe I shouldn't have done this. As I raised my swords to defend against another strike from Misuzu, she jumped back. I watched in horror as the sickly, demonic hands that represented the true power of the blade appeared and latched to Misuzu's wrist, then began climbing up her entire arm. With a bloodcurdling scream, Misuzu swung her sword at me through the space between us. I was instantly hit with enough force equal to an eighteen wheeler barreling full speed at me. I was knocked back into a, and lost my swords. As I lay helpless on the ground, completely defenseless, Misuzu slowly made her way to me. Once she was standing over me, I saw that her eyes were almost entirely a demonic shade of red, with just the barest bits of purple in her pupils. She raised her sword, and without a word she drove it toward my throat.

I closed my eyes and waited for my death, but it never came. After a few minutes, I slowly opened my eyes, and saw the tip of Doujigiri Yasutsuna against my flesh. As I looked up and into Misuzu's eyes, I saw understanding, regret, and a hint of embarrassment pass between us. Then, the sword vanished into thin air and she returned to normal. She held out a hand, then looked at me and gave the smallest of smiles. "I am sorry, Misao-sama. I should not have let the anger I held for your future self make me treat you the way I did. I was so consumed with anger toward who you would become, I was blinded from who you are at this moment in time. I hope you can forgive me. I still don't completely trust you, but I do trust enough to give you a chance ."

I gave her a warm smile and took her hand in my own. "Of course." And with that, we returned to my home. Even if she would never be my friend, I was still glad to have Misuzu's trust.

And that is chapter 10. Just a far warning to you all, chapters 9-13 will seem in a rather messed up chronological order, due to how I wrote them. Hopefully you all can figure out how to piece everything together in the proper order of events.

I should also make a note that I did reference Yukiko's anime death. I found her VN death to be rather lacking when compared to this, so I decided to use it instead. This will be the only intentional reference to the anime that I will make, and any others that may occur are by complete accident.

Also, that mention of Takahisa grabbing Misuzu's breasts most likely did not happen in the VN or anime. I am not completely sure, but I would not put it past Takahisa to do so given his personality, so I think it fits. If that offends you in any way, then I do apoligize for having offended you.

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