Breathless
Sesshy's Mistress
Summary: He could hardly recall the last time he had gazed into those familiar blue eyes. Even now as he stood watching her, he could hardly believe what his eyes were showing him. It was in that instant when their eyes met that he knew for certain it was her-the same eyes, the same smile, and the same face. It was all the same…
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters
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"Mommy," A small child cried out as her brown eyes locked onto the battle outside. Her mother had dragged her and her little brother to the safety of a nearby store. The trio, along with others, were watching in a morbid fascination the happenings outside the glass panel. Before the storm had raged, the streets had been clear but now they were filled with hundreds and hundreds of people and monsters.
"Mommy, what's happening?" The little girl questioned as she looked to her mother. Unfortunately, the mother had no answer to give the young child. She was just as scared and confused as her.
A streak of silver ran into the midst of the masses of demons and reapers. Her scythe sung as it cut through the air, slicing through flesh with the greatest of ease. The little girl screamed as a large splash of blood slammed into the window. The thick substance slowly dripped down the window pane with the aid of the rain which was diluting it.
"Oak Evolution," Cosmos screamed as she used the storm to her advantage. Lightning rained from the sky, striking reapers and demons alike, killing them on impact. Still she moved with a fluid motion like water, weaving between fighting figures and leaving their bodies to crumple behind her. The streets of Tokyo were painted red in her wake. Streams of blood ran over the pavement and the more it rained, the more there was. With every slice of her scythe, the streams turned into a river.
Using one hand to swing Saturn's scythe, the other formed a disc of energy similar to her tiara as Sailor Moon. Throwing it with all her might, the silver disc cut through the air, slicking through necks left and right. Most of the victims of its quick strike did not notice any difference until their severed heads slid from the trunk of their neck to roll on the ground.
For hours Cosmos danced on the street—a dance of death. Those that stood witness to the death and destruction were amazed and shocked. The silver heroine was soon coated with blood. Her outfit barely even showing a flash of the white it once was. Her cloak dripped blood along with the ends of her silver hair, but it was her eyes that scared the humans most. They were so cold and distant.
Cosmos growled lowly under her breath as a horde of demons began to advance on her from the front. Their red eyes were glowing brightly in blood lust as they stared her down. Narrowing her eyes, Cosmos lifted Saturn's scythe. The glowing symbol of the house of Saturn burned brightly on her brow. "Death," She brought the scythe down. "Reborn," The power was building up and the demons around her froze in disbelief while the reapers grinned in triumph. "Revolution!" When the scythe touched the ground, a large dome of energy formed, encompassing the entire street before the power surged upwards in a beam of purple light. The energy split and fell back to the ground, clearing the streets of every living creature, demon and reaper alike.
"I'm done playing," Cosmos stated as she turned her head to the side, locating the next horde of battling foes. She moved forward, easily maneuvering around the upturned, cracked, broken, and dislodged pavement that littered the area. Before she could make it to the next battle, a flash of red caught her eye. Saturn's Scythe was exchanged for the stone sword as Cosmos blocked the incoming attack. Green eyes sparkled in delight as a smile full of jagged teeth grinned towards her in a mocking fashion.
The red hair and outfit triggered a memory of her Senshi, and Cosmos saw red. This was one of the ones responsible. A cry of rage spilled from her lips as she shoved the laughing man from her form. He went flying back, his heeled boots skidding on the pavement.
"What fun!" Grell giggled, slamming the tip of his scythe into the ground to stop his backward movements. The chainsaw slowly died, but Grell easily jerked it free and brought the device back to life. The roar of the engine made more memories of her Senshi's death flood her mind. Rei's tortured screams echoed through her mind, and Cosmos felt the sting of tears in her eyes. With the tears, though, came an unbridled anger and hatred that normally did not belong to her.
This being had been the one to take the majority of her friend's lives.
"I see you found him," Sebastian spoke from beside her suddenly. She ignored him. Her silver eyes were glowing brightly. Cosmos released the sword, allowing it to turn to dust before it hit the ground.
"I leave it to you to take care of the others," She spoke in a voice that wasn't her own. It was ragged and almost animalistic from the emotion riding it. If this being liked red so much, she would ensure his death was a bloody one. She would paint the streets with his blood like he did to her beloved ones.
She summoned power to her hands, fire in one hand, electricity in the other. Grell grinned and held his scythe before him. He expected her to throw the attacks but he was somewhat shocked to see her lunging forward. She dodged bodies left and right that fell into her pathway, and when she seemed to be upon him, Grell swung his scythe towards her.
"Got—huh?" Grell was confused when he swung into thin air.
"Behind you," Her breath whispered across his neck. Grell had no time to react before searing pain burnt both in the curve of his lower back, and the back of his skull, where her nails dug into his scalp. Her weight was pushing at his back, and Grell fell forward into the cracked cement.
Cosmos crouched on his back, digging her bloody heels into him until they tore into his skin. "You seem to enjoy bringing pain to others, but I wonder how much it will take before you give into the pain. I assure you, red reaper, I will take my time in retrieving the blood debt you owe to me for your part in these events!" She pulled his head up and then slammed his face back into the pavement. The sound of bone crushing brought her slight joy, but it wasn't enough.
Cosmos sent another jolt of lightning through Grell's skull before she jumped and flipped backwards, landing gracefully on her feet a good distances back from him. She watched with satisfaction as he struggled to stand, and when he had, he turned to face her. His face was swollen, cut, and bruised all over. Blood poured from his nose and mouth. Shards of glass from his glasses had stabbed into his face.
Grell opened his mouth and made a sound, but the word was lost in distortion. His gloved hands game to his face, touching it tenderly. He screamed and retrieved his scythe. It roared to life as he lunged blindly towards her. He continued to scream words that could only be profanity as with each swing, she easily dodged. Not only did she evade his blade, but she was laughing mockingly at his attempts. What little Grell could see was turning red in his anger.
"Your form is slipping," Her breath ghosted across his left cheek. Grell swung, but his scythe sung through the air. "Too slow," She whispered from the other side. Grell screamed his frustration as she continued to dance around him. Soon, his body ached and screamed in fatique. His muscles grew stiffer as he continued this dance in desperation. The cold heart of his beat harder and faster with every miss. Fear flooded his system. He knew there was no way he would win.
Finally, his legs gave out. Grell dropped his scythe as he used his hands to keep himself from falling completely to the ground. He struggled to breathe. His lungs were burning. The battle around him seemed to fade as he focused on the woman that would be his demise.
It wasn't supposed to be like this! How could this have happened? The Undertaker had been so sure that they would win! Grell screamed again as a mixture of tears and blood ran down his face.
"Run," Cosmos commanded. "I'll even give you a head start."
Grell wanted to curse her. He wanted to call her every dirty name in the book, but his mouth was too swollen and he was lucky to still be able to breathe.
"This is your last chance," Humor laced her tone. "Run now and take a chance at escaping, or die here and now by my hands." Grell didn't need to be told again. He stood on shaky legs and ran blindly through the mass of bodies that still fought. He ran into bodies on the way out, but he pushed and shoved until he broke through the masses and into a clearer area. In the back of his mind, he could hear her counting down….
"Are you really going to let him escape?" Sebastian questioned as he took down a demon ready to attack Cosmos from behind. His entire form was covered in splashes of blood. "I didn't expect that from you." Cosmos sent a glare his way.
"I'm giving him a head start," She spoke. When an angel came hurtling towards the two, Cosmos summoned Uranus' power, sending the attack into the angel and letting it consume him. Burnt feathers drifted to the ground, soaking up the blood at her feet.
5….
"I'd make it quick," Sebastian suggested. "The silver reaper has taken the boy."
4…
"To where?" Cosmos questioned. She was ready to end things. Let Chaos' new body take care of the others, she wanted only these two.
3…
"He didn't say," Sebastian informed her.
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Cosmos used Saturn's power to clear the area of demon, angel, and reaper alike. When the power faded, there were no bodies to be found, only the river of blood which continued to flow down the streets. The humans that had been locked away in hopes of staying safe cowered before her might.
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"Have fun," Sebastian bid her as Cosmos took off to catch Grell. When her form had disappeared from his line of sight, Sebastian turned and gazed off towards Tokyo Tower. It would make sense that the Undertaker would find himself there for the big finale. Grinning, Sebastian made his way there while taking out any and everything in his way.
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Grell tripped and his body went skidding forward, rolling and tumbling until he came to a rest. He pushed himself to his feet and picked back up his pace. He had to get away! The muscles in his legs screamed in frustration as he continued to make them work harder and faster. Fire filled his veins with each and every step.
Grell had never before believed in a higher power, regardless of his position and duties, but right now he was praying. He prayed to whatever higher power that was listening to save his life. He promised to change, to do better, to help people, anything and everything if it meant he would live through her wrath.
Unfortunately, no one was listening.
"Found you," Cosmos spoke as she landed in front of Grell. He stopped and turned to run the other way, but Cosmos lifted a hand and in it appeared a rose. She threw it and the sharp tip buried into the back of Grell's knee. He screamed in pain and crumpled to the ground.
As she made her way towards him, Grell rolled to his back and pushed himself with his hands away from her. He begged her the best he could through his swollen lips and tongue. HE begged her to spare his life. His muffled words fell on deaf ears as she summoned several more roses. Each rose found a home in one of his major joints. Each time one of them lodged itself into his body, Grell screamed louder.
One final rose remained, and when she threw it, the end of it buried itself into his neck, piercing his windpipe and allowing blood to flow into his lungs. Grell tried to reach and pull it back, but his arms wouldn't work. Any subtle movement made the thorns from each rose dig into his tattered flesh.
"The next time you decide to fuck with someone," Cosmos spoke up as she stood over Grell's writhing form. Her heel pressed down on his crotch, digging into the tender area. "Make sure it isn't me!" She dug her heel down, enjoying the screams coming from him until they faded as Grell started to take his last breath.
Summoning Saturn's Glaive, Cosmos swung it down until the tip buried into Grell's chest. She heard a shattering as his crystal broke, and his body finally shut down. It was over, but she felt no satisfaction. The rain slammed down harder as it reflected her feelings. Leaning her head back, she screamed to the heavens, allowing all the hate, pain, and anger to be voiced. She didn't stop until she was out of breath.
"One more," She gasped. Turning her head, she gazed in the direction in which Sebastian was heading. She could sense him moving closer to the tower. Narrowing her senses, she concentrated, and she could just barely make out the two life forms occupying the tower. She would make sure to tear down that place once all was said and done. Summoning her wings, she took to the sky. She didn't have time to worry about the lesser ones that would surely get in her way. She wanted the silver haired one's head on a stake!
She kept flying until she caught up with Sebastian who was standing at the base of the tower. He had been waiting for her. When she landed, her wings folded and her cloak had reappeared.
"Ready?" It was a rhetorical question and it was meant to tease her. She didn't even see fit to give him an answer. She just moved forward with him following behind her, chuckling at her the entire time.
"How does it feel?" Sebastian questioned in half-hearted honesty. "It always leads back to here, doesn't it?" He knew she wouldn't answer him. She was lost in her own thoughts and plans. If only she knew what was waiting for her at the top.
The elevator doors opened and the two stepped inside. Cosmos hit the button for the top floor, and the doors slid close silently. Their ascent began, and her heart began to beat a little harder. All those years ago, this was where it started. The beginning of a long and tiresome battle where death and destruction always seemed to find her and her friends. For a moment, Sebastian wasn't with her. Instead, it was Mamoru who stood there. The two of them tense as the elevator stopped. The memory of that time replayed in her mind over and over, until the elevator really did stop and the doors slid open.
"After you," Sebastian motioned forward with his hand. Shaking her head softly, Cosmos walked out of the elevator and looked with a detached coldness at the two bodies which still littered the ground. Saturn and Tuxedo Kamen lay in a dried pool of their own blood. Any other time she would have wept for them, but all of her tears were gone.
"Welcome," The silver reaper grinned as he spread his arms open wide. "To the finale!"
Her eyes narrowed on him, and then they flickered to the unconscious form of the boy which laid at his feet. He noticed the kid was still breathing and then returned her heated gaze to the silver man.
"Why have you done this?" She didn't mean to ask, but it was burning in the back of her mind. She needed—no, wanted—to know the truth. "What is the purpose?"
"Heh," The Undertaker grinned. His green eyes were glowing in glee. "First things first, don't you want to know that which you have forgotten?" He questioned in delight as her silver gaze when from anger to confusion. "Don't you want to know why you feel protective of him? Why you have been destined to live and die in a fight as old as time?"
"None of that matters to me," She was lying through her teeth.
"Uh, uh, uh," The Undertaker shook his finger at her. "You can't fool me, my dear."
"Is he always like this?" Cosmos questioned Sebastian who had remained oddly quiet and withdrawn. He didn't answer her, only gazed ahead with an emotion that confused her. He looked…. eager? That could never be a good sign when dealing with Chaos.
"One would think a mother would show some sort of recognition and compassion towards her child, even if she had not seen him in so many years," The Undertaker grinned. "Especially since you gave your life for him once, even without knowing who and what he really was. Isn't that right, Sebastian? Or would you rather I call you Chaos?"
"The boy already informed me that I was his mother reborn in my other form," Cosmos spoke firmly. "What does it matter?" Her hand curled around her staff tightly. Why did she feel like she was the mouse in this game of cat and mouse? It left a sour taste in her mouth. Her silver gaze narrowed on the boy again and then returned to the man.
"But did you know that his father, the man you knew as Rachel, was host to Chaos?" The Undertaker spoke after several moments of tense silence. His grin widened in delight when he noticed the wide eyed look of disbelief that momentarily covered her face. "Well, that's a lie-"
Cosmos took a deep breath in relief.
"—Just as you had been reborn, Chaos allowed his essence to be reborn," The Undertaker grinned. "Just as in the old days, the light called to the darkness, even against the wishes of those that created you."
A horror like no other filled her at that thought but she refused to believe it to be true.
"Doubt my words?" The Undertaker grinned knowingly. "Let me prove them to you!" He summoned a book familiar to Sebastian. When he opened it, the pages came to life. Cosmos watched in fascination and denial as her past was laid bare to her and Chaos. She saw the beginning and watched as she and Chaos came to life. She watched her sacrifice, and the many lives she lived through rebirth. When it came to her rebirth as Rachel, Cosmos felt her heart grow still.
It was the one life in which she had never encountered an event which had awakened her. She had lived as close to a normal life as possible, until the end. As she was now, Cosmos, she recognized Chaos for who he really was back then, and Cosmos began to suffocate under the weight of the truth. She wanted to turn away and deny the truth, but it was there before her.
Unknowing she had been, but it made no difference. She had given herself willingly to Chaos, and that had resulted in the child who lay at the Undertakers feet. A child born both of light and darkness to be the balance between the two and an eternal thread to link the two together.
"They would no longer be able to take you away from me or the right I had to you," Chaos spoke to her in the tone that would be loving on any other. On him, it was possessive. "We were made to complete one another, and I refused to let them take you away from me, to keep you away from me."
"The child provided a means to the end of the fighting," the Undertaker spoke. "Chaos had hoped a child made from you both would substitute for the balance necessary, and that which kept you two at ends."
"I didn't expect their interference," Chaos finished for the reaper.
"The two of you, weaker in your human forms—especially you whose power still slumbered—and were made easy targets for the fates, which used every means possible to destroy you. They were too late to destroy the child before its birth. Instead of taking it out with the two of you, the power that slumbered in him from the both of you kept him alive, and allowed him to summon a servant—"
"Sebastian…" Cosmos spoke. It all made sense as to why Chaos refused to take the child as his host. There was no need or way. The child was Chaos' own flesh and blood… and hers. The servant which had been summoned and took on a likeness of its true Master unknowingly. He really had been the perfect host… the perfect vessel…
Cosmos felt sick to her stomach.
"I hadn't expected you to summon Chaos, though," The Undertaker spoke. "You were supposed to fight and to destroy the world so that it could be brought forth from the flames and reborn. Then, when you had cleansed the world, you would die fighting Chaos, leaving your son, the true balance, to reign over this world. This child which lost all connection to the humans, would truly perfect the balance."
"Your compassion for the humans is your one weakness," Chaos confirmed.
"He has none," The Undertaker spoke. "With him, there is no more use for the two of you. You are what the humans call, outdated."
"And you believe yourself strong enough to take us on?" Cosmos spoke.
"Indeed," the Undertaker grinned. "I know your weak points, and I am not afraid to exploit them. Chaos, well, he has always had a soft spot for you. So, to destroy you both, I need only to destroy you, Cosmos." Green eyes glowed as the Undertaker summoned his old dark magic. The souls of her senshi, her family, and friends, appeared to her. Their anguish and pain filled the area, crippling her as her heart ached for them. Sebastian knelt next to her form, which had crumpled under the pressure of the many emotions flooding her senses.
For the first time in his existence, Chaos feared for them both. It was a feeling that left him sick to his stomach.
The Undertaker's laugh rang through the air as Cosmos' pained screams bounced off the walls of the tower. In the distance, the world began to tear apart as every natural disaster on all ends of the earth began to take place. While the angels, demons, and reapers slaughtered each other, the humans were consumed by their own planet.
Truly, all looked lost…
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Dun, dun, dun! So, what do you think? There is only one chapter remaining to this story! Now we know Ciel's connection and his importance. Did you see it coming? I hope I did a better job at keeping it a secret than I think I did. Honestly, I think I gave a lot away about it, enough for some to guess it. Oh well! Until next time!
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