This is the second half of the story which I finally gotten on to work on it. Won't be completing this by Oct as I had hoped.
I'm having doubt if I should do a "show hand" in this chapter but I can always try. This is a flashforward chapter which leaves all the gaps and plotholes lying around in between this and the last chapter and subsequent chapter will be a flashback to lead to where the story is at the moment. I'm pretty ambitious. This is an AU story definitely deviating from all the official materials. Nevertheless, please enjoy! Reviews are appreciated.
I'm excited for what GoRA is planning and hopefully be inspired.
Have you managed to guess the identities of all the Kings mentioned in this chapter?
Chapter 10: Flash to the Final Battle
Screams could be heard, burns could be smelt, blazing heat could be felt. Isana Yashiro gritted his teeth in desperation while kneeling in one knee. Tears fell down his cheek with someone tugging his arm urging him not to charge in. They were able to escape due to a comrade's assistance.
"Kuroh…" Shiro could not shrug off Kuroh's expression when he decided to buy him some time to escape from half of the broken Sword of Damocles crashing down on them.
"I'm the a clansman of the Silver King, it's of course I'll lay my life for the King I serve."
"Don't do this! Kuroh! KUROH!" Shiro tried one last desperate attempt to reach out to the most important person to him but was caught and taken by another on his arms to escape.
"NOOO!" He failed again.
The person let go of Shiro in belief that Shiro had calmed down a bit. The most dangerous place was the safest and they ended up hiding in a rooftop. Various battles were going on right now. There were only two of them. They had lost much in this battle and he understood how much pain Isana Yashiro had gone through like he did when he finally decided to relinquish his throne during his own fight against the pseudo Red King.
The Sword of Damocles of various colours were hanging up in the sky and it was like a symbol of the Kings' location including Isana Yashiro's shouting to the enemies that he was where he was.
The man finally cracked in laughter. He spoke to the former Red King, Suoh Mikoto to relinquish his throne. He was never serious about this as he did not know if they could actually do that but he did it, he succeeded after witnessing the birth of pseudo Red King so right now he was neither a King nor a Clansman, Munakata Reisi had become a normal human.
Suoh Mikoto and Totsuka Tatara were engaging in a fight with the pseudo Gold King, Kokujouji Daikaku. Kokujouji was summoned to judge the Kings of the True Dresden Slate. Totsuka was barely hanging on with his body vanishing by the seconds due to his inability to heal on his own while using too much of his powers to heal Suoh and the rest of Anna's Clansmen. Anna was safe on her own with Kamamoto guarding her. That would really help Totsuka. Only a King could overpower another. He could not afford to let Anna get hurt as a gentleman.
"You really can't do this on your own." Suoh scoffed at the bewildered and weakened Totsuka who was panting on the ground. Totsuka smiled.
"As long as King is around, I have nothing to fear."
"Hey, you know, you are the King not me." Suoh started smoking in his battered condition but he could still stand on his own.
"Hello, you are aware of the dire situation you're in, our dear Purple King?" The young Kokujouiji cracked his knuckle and picked up his sword. The two of them were worn out and barely able to keep up with him. It was time to finish them off. The Purple King would vanish on his own even if he leaves them alone but he could not disobey her orders. He was playing with them while waiting. Totsuka stared into the eyes of the stern Gold King who had intimidated him before when he was alive forcing Totsuka to give up everything.
"I shall finish both of you together."
In the nick of time, a bolt of light strikes on Kokujouji's location. Kokujouji could barely dodge but he was able to avoid the direct hit. He smirked. His successor had arrived to the scene.
"I've been waiting for your arrival, Your Excellency." He said.
A man appeared in the shadow was seen grabbing one of his hand in a summoning stance. Suoh and Totsuka both looked as though they saw a glimmer of hope. The new arrival sighed and spoke in Kansai accent.
"Both of you can't do a thing without me, isn't it? I really can't have my peace without both of you getting into trouble."
"Kusanagi!" Totsuka almost squealed in excitement. Kusanagi Izumo with an image change was beaming in confidence. He eyed the Pseudo King sternly. He was done with moping and hiding around. It was time to face the music for the sake of the survival of humanity.
"It appeared that you had gotten your newly acquired power under your control, my successor." The two Gold Sword of Damocles clashed in the burning night sky as they clashed into their battle.
The former "HOMRA" trio were finally working together engaging in their battles of survivals and she shall not interfere. Awashima Seri holding her umbrella in her gold flowery kimono could only watch over her King she was currently serving.
"Kusuhara, ready!" Kusuhara Takeru pulled out his sword. Glancing up at the broken Sword of Damocles, he was feeling uneasy. Right now Fushimi was engaged in the battle with the mentally deranged Pseudo Red King who only had half of his Sword of Damocles left in the sky.
A hand was felt on his shoulder.
"Have faith. The Dresden Slate had chosen you." The injured and barely-able to move Zenjou Gouki nodded at his hesitant protégé who knelt by his side. Kusuhara Takeru almost killed and he betrayed his friends before this for a good reason. The Dresden Slate picked him granting him new powers. It was no wonder he was unable to become a clansman again after he was almost killed protecting Munakata.
If it was not for the trouble the former Captain Munakata had gone through, the Red King could be killed by his own Sword of Damocles earlier killing many along with him. By now, the city under the battles was cleared of people as the Green King of the True Slate had evacuated the civilians using his authority as a member of Scepter 4. Both JUNGLE and Munakata's Scepter 4 clansmen were working together to minimize innocent casualties.
"Do you think this is okay? I thought you aren't coming back, Mishakuji." The Green King gazed in the direction a distance away from the battlefield out in the field outside the cluster of tents.
"I think this is a beautiful act, my King," The man said covering his eyes with his arm warily lying on the ground admiring the starry sky. They knew what they needed to do after a side trip with Kuroh and their former King.
"At the end of it, I have to live on. It is the Silver King's order." The Green King stared at his hand.
"For the sake of your younger brother and a beautiful ending, you have to make things right. Make up with your friends already. " Yukari replied looking away.
"That's of course." The Green King took a defensive stance all the sudden as he sensed incoming attack. Mishakuji reacted using his sword, Ayamachi blocking the attack from the incoming assailant. Suddenly, much to his horror, the sword broke into pieces and the assailant took the chance to cut him down catching him by surprise with a blue engulfed with blue aura.
"YUKARI!" Hisui could only watched helplessly when Mishakuji fell with a thud staring at him apologetically. No matter how hard he tried, he could never outmatch a King. He was a King from the other side.
"Habari Jin!" The Green King said glaring at the attacker defending himself with his green aura from the sword. This place should be safe. It looked like he failed again.
"You're the older brother, isn't it?" Habari a tall man in blonde hair challenged him to a battle with Mishakuji watching on. He was contented to be able to witness a battle between the Kings as well.
"This hurts!" The little girl in white hair cried out loud. Tears fell heavily down her cheek. XX also known as Neko hugged her from her back. The girls sat on top of the Dresden Slate.
"Don't worry, they're going to be okay. Shiro and Tatara will make things right, Megumi-chan!"
"Yeah, I believe in them." Anna had arrived with Kamamoto. She had passed the bacon to the second Gold King to take over the battle with the Pseudo Gold King while she came here to support Megumi on her final preparation.
"Did you think it will work?" The girls gasped.
A tall lady arrived with her hands on her waist with a stern look. It appeared that the game would end bad for both sides.
"The Silver Queen." Neko stood up ready to defend Megumi at all cost but was thrown back to the ground with merely a wave of her hand. The key ghosts of the Colourless Clan materialized were dissipated easily by the Strongest King causing the Colourless King, Megumi to scream in pain.
"This is enough!" Kushina Anna walked over to her. Perhaps, she could talk some sense to her and end this peacefully. There were too many losses when one and a half of the Sword of Damocles of her team was destroyed by her own hands. The second one could fall if it was not for Shiro and Munakata.
"Traitors should end pathetically. As long as human exist, there ought to be conflict. There is no such thing as happiness." The Silver Queen, Klaudia stated her point. "I thought I taught you this earlier, my little Red King? Those close to you will also betray you one day, breaking all the promise they had with you."
"Minoru." Anna bitted her lip. She left him on his own device earlier after he said all the hurtful words. Anna wanted to believe in him. Right now, an injured Minoru were heading to the warehouse the Pseudo Red King and the Saru-nii were in. He had to finish this. He had to help them. After all, he was a man of Kouzuki family. He promised Megumi he would bring her clansman back safe and sound. Minoru grabbed his face suddenly in tears as he recalled Anna's hurtful expression.
He was an outright traitor.
"I wonder about that." Anna closed her eyes.
"Anna." Minoru opened his eyes.
"Be my vassal!" She stood beside Megumi and made her wish to the Slate.
Minoru found himself boosted with power and he could feel Anna's former vassals power pouring into him, the long stick he found on the way and been turned into a new weapon. Memories of his elder brother when he first received power boost from Anna's awakening flashed through his mind.
"Misaki-nii…" Minoru clutched the newly formed metal rod tightly as through his brother was watching over him.
"I'm Kouzuki Minoru, the prideful vanguard of HOMRA! Don't look down on Yatagarasu!"
"It's okay to inherit your honourable title right, Misaki-nii?"
Minoru found Fushimi Saruhiko crashing against the wall from a blow by the Red King who was in a mess.
Fushimi Saruhiko was coughing in pain while the newly awakened Blue King with black hair charged at the Red King. Another crack appeared on the Sword of Damocles over his head. The Blue King's Sword of Damocles would never be perfect to begin with. Muankata Reisi took a risk. Things did not exactly go according his plan in terms of choices but nevertheless, he done it.
"Captain had done unnecessary things. He chose to run away from this fight." Fushimi tried to explain to Minoru clicking his tongue. He was annoyed and pissed that the Dresden Slate had chosen Kusuhara over him. Fushimi Saruhiko was hungry for power. He needed power to stop the Pseudo Red King who was running amok. Minoru seemed to understand. He trembled when the one-eyed Red King barely raised his head up staring at them with his emotionless eye. His eyes widened in disbelief.
"That's why I need power, Minoru, I'm sorry." Fushimi finally apologized as he held up his sword to charge in to a fight. He would have his dearest friend wake up and look at him only.
"This would be their final fight and by the end of it he decided that they would perish together." Kusuhara explained reluctantly switching with Fushimi to keep the burning Red King busy. Kusuhara would try no matter what, at least to save Fushimi from his ultimate destruction. After all, the Red King was obviously a goner while Fushimi had a bright future ahead of him.
Minoru shook his head in fear.
"Saru-nii!"
Klaudia Weismann tried to approach the True Dresden Slate where the girls stood cautiously. She did not know what would happen but she decided she would go ahead with her plan.
She felt a sudden sharp pain as soon as she stepped on it. Her Sword of Damocles cracked to her disbelief.
"Addy?" She could feel it. Instead of coming here, he must have headed to where her Dresden Slate was.
"My lovely sister, let's end this…" Shiro pulled a dagger Fushimi used to seal the crack of the True Slate hitting the Pseudo Dresden Slate repeatedly while enduring pain as the blade hit. He was desperate and weakened with his Sword of Damocles damaged as well in his attempt to reduce the damage by the fall of the Pseudo Colourless Sword of Damocles earlier.
"Isana Yashiro!" Munakata attempted to approach Shiro but was stopped by the barrier. He questioned if he was right to help him there. When the leader had decided, no one could change his mind. By the end of it, what could happen if he managed to destroy it?
The white bright light glowed from the Slate blinded all of them. The light engulfed the whole area involved in battles.
\(^_^)/End of Chapter 10\(^_^)/