Mikokatt: So glad you still love it! I like him, too, he's got such an attitude and is so fun to use to break serious moments with. Like below. XD I can totally see this actually happening in the manga/anime.
Luv-bear: Yep, everyone is all badass and chomping at the bits to make Gyokuen pay, but sadly only a select few can participate in this battle. I wasn't initially wanting it to go like it did, but I feel like some suspense and drama is needed. Would be anti-climatic without it, right? Lol!
To those that are reading and rereading, thank you. Seeing that number go up makes me happy! I know not everyone likes to leave words of encouragement, though they are great for when I'm in a slump, knowing you are reading this makes me wish to continue and strive to make you wanna talk about it. I really hope that you all enjoy! :D
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"HURRY UP MY PRECIOUS PLANTS ARE BEING BURNT LIKE GARBAGE!" Zagan's voice broke the easy atmosphere reminding everyone of the trepidation outside his barrier, the miniature version of his body extending from the head of Haku's spear. His arms crossed with a prominent frown expressing his agitation at their carelessness of his beloved greenery, "WELL!"
Jolting in their skin everyone glanced toward the masked Djinn before moving into action, the leaving group at the back of the barrier ready for it to drop and run, as the fighters spread out charged and ready to go.
"Release the shield, Zagan, let's go kill my mother." Hakuryuu spoke, astringent bitterness wafting off of the prince as he equipped, his sentence sending a small chill through everyone's spines. Spartos glancing back in concern before accepting the still out-of-commission Kouha from Hakuei, focusing back on what Aladdin was saying. The second the vines retreated Hell broke loose. A barrage of magic smacking into Judar's Borg, plenty of the deflected hits creating a smoke screen for Aladdin's group to slip out toward safety.
Kouen and Hakuryuu charging forward, Ja'far took to the shadows in rafters slipping into his old role, as Judar and Sinbad took to the air both charging their lightning attacks.
"Bararaq Saiqa!"
"Ill-Ramz Al-Salos!"
Black and blue-tinged lightning overpowering all the colors in the room as the strikes rained down the back of Gyokuen's ranks, some of the Judar's spears managing to impale through her Borg. Barely having the time to shoot Judar a nasty look before monsters from Zagan's realm rammed into her barrier and the magicians around her, directing her attention back to her son with a sick grin, "Borg Al-Samm!". The Eight dragons rushing from her shield to snap at and chase back Hakuryuu, a chuckle beginning and dying just as quickly in her throat as Kouen's white-flame dragon intercepted and tore apart the Eight gaping maws. The brother's sharing a nod to the other as they began to cleave back through the ranks of magicians trying to surround them.
Ja'far stared down at the targets with cold grey eyes, analyzing his fellow fighters and the areas of the battlefield that have been neglected, sending out his bladed wires to quickly slice through magicians then retracting them just to repeat the process from his haven in the shadows. I'll cut down the numbers then start on helping to break the Empress' Borg. Keeping his focus on the more careless and thus easily susceptible enemies allowed him to not have to move from his perch, which gave him the added bonus of keeping track of his allies.
Watching with a small flicker of pride at how well Hakuryuu was doing, the once awkward teen now easily cleaving through the numbers as though he were just dancing. Kouen there to help defend the younger Prince when his attack would fall short by a hair or when magic came at him that he couldn't block quickly enough. The combined fighting style helping the young ravenette get closer to his mother's defense.
"I knew I should have killed you as an infant, you're truly pathetic, my love." Gyokuen laughed into her sleeve as she sneered at Hakuryuu and his attempts to break through her Borg. The temperature in the room plummeted instantly as a large shard of ice lodged just inside the dark Borg; the sudden infiltration knocking Gyokuen on her ass whilst she glared up into the air. Momentary shock registering across her face, so quickly it came and went that the other three fighters weren't sure if it actually occurred.
Confused and terrified glances upwards presented an unbelievable sight. In the air Sinbad had djinn-equipped to Valefor, the Ice Fox Djinn, using Stagnation while Judar asked the Rukh to stop and concentrate all the loose water molecules together, freezing them together with Sinbad's collection. A mortiferous aura, even more chilling than the sudden temperature change, radiated from the high-power duo both with narrowed eyes and grim frowns pinning Gyokuen in her place. A rage bubbling in their blood as the room grew even icier, frost patterns spreading along every surface, some of the prior chunks even spreading and trapping nearby mages.
"Don't ever say that…" Sin started as Judar high-jacked his sentence, "I will make sure you never say that, again!"
Raising both his hands and staff above his head before throwing his limbs forward using the momentum of his body, as Sin launched his combining attack mirroring his lover's movements. "Thalg Al-Salos" and "Garufor Zairu" thundering around the room as the large and small shards of ice pelted down with deadly precision into both the magicians behind the Empress and her Borg. The dark structure beginning to fracture just as a shout of "BARARAQ SEI" echoed from the rafters above them, the sudden blue lightning momentarily blinding everyone. A sense of exhilaration warming through Judar's body before sickening dread shredded his soul.
"Medoun Al-Samm" rang in his ears as the room became consumed in utter darkness, snuffing out the joy he had felt moments ago like a flickering flame, the fallout from the attack jarring him from the air. Dropping to the broken and mutilated wooden floor Judar's world fell apart, lacking the ability to breathe or feel anything but the eviscerating anguish as his senses deadened to only his mind's eye.
The recess of his mind shoving memories forward at an alarming and overbearing rate as the locked-in raven bawled in both remembrance and compunction, his regret and sorrow overshadowing the images blurring past him. The fragments from when he was a baby, all the times he iced the mages of Al'Thamen, all his firsts, all the times he was hurt or abused, being crushed by Ugo, corrupting Kassim and ripping Alibaba's soul in the process, all the wrongs in his life leading up to now. All the times he could've made the right choice, yet he gave into and fed the depravity that's eaten him alive over the years. The pain and regret encumbering him as pieces began to stand out, slowly at first then in a delirious sprint across his mind.
"I'm gonna be your King one day, Ju!" Bright and dull blue eyes burning with honesty and devotion gaze up to him from the lower branch. The young and cherub face of his favorite prince squeezing his heart in a deep ache of love and remorse. Scars much more prominent and pink over his face, the pouting lower lip, and oversized clothing making it hard to take him seriously.
Judar watched his younger self scoff and flip upside down on the branch just above Hakuryuu, both younger than ten, "Yeah, right, dork. You're still too far behind." Using Gravity magic Judar swung from the branch and floated away laughing, as sniffles he hadn't noticed before reached his ears now. "I'm sorry… I should've encouraged you from the start..." Judar spoke to himself, as empathetic tears flowed with his sorrow, just as another memory swept him up.
"Let me join you! I'm stronger now, Judar! I can protect myself." Hakuryuu argued emphasizing his declaration with a petulant stomp of his foot and folded arms. 'I remember this one… I had just been summoned by the Witch… In place of him…'
Judar of then stomped forward, jamming his finger into Hakuryuu's chest, before mocking the Prince in front of him, "Oh, sure. You're soooo strong, bet you even have a Djinn. Oh, wait no YOU DON'T. You're still too weak, get caught up, until then I'm STILL protecting YOU!" The thoughts of his past self bleeding out into him once again, 'Stupid, he should go away, far, far away from here. I'm the only one between him and her, can't he take a hint and just leave.' Convincing himself, that pushing Haku away was the only way to make him safe from HER as he promptly stormed off. The Rukh from the past giving him a view of what he had never seen, at least not at his hands, a broke and lonely boy gazing after him.
Understanding his train of thought, but heavily regretting his actions the raven bent himself in half, "I broke his spirit that day, but I was only trying to protect you," Judar shouted to the collage of images before him, shattering the reflection with fingers digging to his hair, as grief choked him.
"Stop him!" A younger but oh so familiar baritone vibrated from his memory, the twenty-something year old Sinbad coming from behind him. Judar's younger self glancing back as a cackle left his body, exhilaration humming through his veins and the Rukh answering his commands, as ice shards impaled the spaces before Sinbad. The indigo haired man striking as many of the shards with his lightning as he could before some made their way into his shoulders and gut. The area freezing over just as blood began to pool, preventing Sin from bleeding out, but prolonging his torture by keeping the hot-headed Singularity enraged.
"No… This is…" Teary eyes widened in disbelief as he watched the twisted version of himself attacked the man he now loved without abandon. His tear-flushed face whitening with appalment at what he did.
"Come on, Stupid King, are you really this weak?" Maniacal laughter echoed from his memory, "You can't protect anyone, can you," he goaded as thick spears of ice rammed through and encased the King's favorite companions and guards. Masrur already bleeding heavily as the ice blocked him in fully, while Ja'far's portion left his head and right arm free. The fear in Sin's eyes enraging the temperamental Magi into striking the iced pair with lightning magic, expecting Sinbad to attack him, focus on him, give him that passionate glare; instead Sinbad fully Djinn-equipped with Baal and took the entirety of the attack.
I just wanted his attention, with him I could forget the confines my "freedom" wrought, fighting him gave me a taste of the control I wish I had had to begin with.
His tanned skin darkening, as Judar's lightning overtook his magoi-limit, body spasming as he screamed in agony at the electricity wracking every nerve-ending. Ja'far screaming for his leader, struggling with his enhanced strength to break the ice in an effort to free both himself and Masrur, as Judar just laughed as Sinbad's wails began to become less frequent.
"You're killing him, JUDAR!" Ja'far howled, panic and anguish radiating through the air, the ice fragmenting at his surge in strength as desperation amplified his experiment-enhanced abilities.
The shrill bellow from the normally meek and composed advisor breaking through Judar's mania just as a cataclysmic kicked ousted him from his place in the sky and into a nearby wall. A bitter taste welling in his mouth that wasn't blood, the feeling clenching his icy heart and confusing the destructive Magi. 'I should be enjoying this, why am I not elated at almost ending his life?' Judar questioned himself as he quickly retreated back to Kou after seeing Sinbad take a lungful of forced air from Ja'far.
"I almost killed him on multiple occasions, yet he still chased after me." Curling into himself before feeling the ghosting embrace of familiar arms brought his eyes up to stare enraptured of the outside view of one of many "unintentional" rendezvous with the Womanizer of the Seven Seas.
Strong arms and hot puffs of breath encompassed and overwhelmed his body, silken hair and sheets draped around him, as a heat burning him from the inside out blinded him to anything other than the High King above him. Molten gold eyes full of desire and unadulterated love bore into his own, the Idiot never closing his eyes for longer than a blink, as he drove them both through the waves of pleasure. The cut down his side never hindering his thrusts as he made Judar roll his head back, teeth biting into his lower lip in an effort to keep some control even as the other strived to break him, the knife plunged into the futon above their heads.
"Open up to me, Judar, you know you want to let me in." Sin groaned hot and heavy just under the shell of the Magi's ear. "I'll keep you safe."
Releasing his stranglehold on the pillow under himself Judar's hands mockingly caressed through the plum tendrils, earning a pleased hummed choked off by a hiss of pain, as he fisted the hair roughly and yanked the owner sideways. Forcing Sinbad sideways and keeping his head down, as the other grabbed the knife from earlier in the night to press it against the tanned pectoral over the Idiots heart, "Shut UP~!" Growling as he continued to ride the man under him, torn between pain and pleasure at the assault to his senses, "I'll KILL you now if you bring that up again instead of later at my own leisure."
"Fine." Sin grabbed both of Judar's wrists and moved his hands to either side of his head, another emotion adding to those already swimming in his golden pools, "I won't ever give up, but for now I'll shut up if you kiss me." The new emotion provoking the unhinged side to Judar, the side that craved chaos and war, so with reckless abandon he dove forward as the pleasure returned to drown him like a flower in a stormy sea.
'This was shortly before I actually began to be afraid of what you were doing to me…' Judar thought to himself as his fingers caressed the past version of his King. The memory of the heated, smooth skin, and defined muscles he had ingrained the sensation of after many encounters with sending a ache through his body aside from the sorrow, as Judar stared longingly after the fading image.
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Feeling the ground buckle under their feet and a surge of Rukh, that you didn't have to be a Magi to see, rushed around and past them in a blend of black and gold. Everyone halting in their step at the sudden change as an uneasy feeling took hold of their guts. Aladdin closed his eyes while the mark of Solomon's Wisdom shone on his forehead directing his request for sight to the Rukh heading to the battle they left, dropping to his knees as his sapphire eyes flew open with tears raining down his cheeks. "Yam, take everyone away, right now." Slamming his staff to the ground as he levitated everyone but Alibaba before storming back to the nightmare they fled from.
"W-wait, Al-"
"NOW!" The force of his bellow reinforced by Sound magic as his magoi encompassed himself and Alibaba before shoving the floating group away from them. Gulping Yamraiha took over the magic placed over herself and the others, fleeing from the enraged teenage creator of life.
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