Lazura: Don't kill me *backs far far away*
Zen: *glares at the authoress* How dare you place me as the villain in this fanfic.
Lazura: You were the only character capable of being a scary d*he bag mafia leader.
Zen: Astraeus. *summoning*
Lazura: FFFFFF! TAKE MATHIAS' LIFE, I STILL NEED TO WRITE FANFICS!
Mathias: WHAT?! CREATOR, HOW DAR-! *gets hit* AGGGGHHH!
Lazura: And now here's where I escape to tell the readers...yeah Zen is a character I made in fictionpress. Who is an angsty teen that loves to beat up Matt.
Mathias: WHY AM I ALWAYS THE ONE TO GET KEELED BY HIM?!
Lazura: Because...you're comic relief! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own KHR at all except my ocs.
Past
"..." Mayuri really had no choice.
Being carried by Enma is probably the last thing Yuki and Hibari wanted to see from them. An early death to Enma and the chase of a lifetime for Mayuri.
Although the two decided that it was best if those two never ever found out that this was happening.
Even Tsuna was going to comment about letting him carry Mayuri, but Mayuri refused since they were in a hurry to save the baby Michael and their Michael. It's been explained by Reborn about what was happening to their Michael.
"Michael is suffering from an after effect of the arcobaleno curse. Since this is a time when the arcobaleno curse is still in line, Michael and I still obey the curse even if we don't hold our pacifiers anymore. Michael doesn't know this, but Luce told me of his other flames. His father's flames. Cloud's propagation flames had stopped the curse's effect on his body." Reborn started, "The reckless power he used in the conference room was a combination of both star's guidance and cloud's propagation. Only a cloud flame user can have an ability to make an impervious force field, however Michael's was too small. It ended up being broken by a single arrow containing storm flames."
(A/N: I'm sure the wiki said so about cloud flames.)
Who knew disintegration could be so deadly against a shield of flames?
Mayuri paled. She reminded herself to not get angry with Gokudera one day the next time she sees him.
"Also, even if the founders have found out about us. Please be cautious of the enemy's ways of listening." Reborn's voice sharpened while speaking his warning, "We don't want anyone else finding out about us or where we came from. This can even give us some advantage in fighting-wise."
"I hope you're right, Reborn." Mayuri's gripped tightly to the edge of her kimono sleeve.
The sooner we get Michael back, the faster this distortion will return to normal.
"Um...Mayu-san." Enma began. Lifting her head to face the HDWM Enma, the teen continued, "I know this shouldn't be said at a time like this, but how're you feeling?"
Huh?
"I mean. Well...!" Enma flustered while trying to speak, "I'm sorry, Mayu-san! It's just that you seem to be a little tense this whole time."
"Fine." Mayuri responded, "Being on edge feels different. I guess this will be a feeling I'll become accustomed to sooner or later."
Zushu Famiglia's Base
"Heh? This baby is the child of that Star Guardian and Cloud Guardian?" Zen stared at the baby in Roland's arms. The child in turn held a blank face toward the man staring at him.
"He doesn't seem as menacing as his father."
Roland would beg to differ. The little child's hand lit revealing a small star flame.
"Well...look at this." Zen's smile widened, "The illusory star flame is burned into this child. He'd be a perfect subject to experiment on, after all I've meant to look into the Vongola's Eighth Guardian's power."
"Sir...!" Roland's eyes widened as Zen smirked, "You don't mean?!"
"Now, it's time to start. After all the Vongola will be arriving here soon," Zen took the child into his arms, "I expect you and the rest of the Vanguards to greet them, right?"
Roland clenched his teeth as he repeatedly muttered, "Yes, boss."
The child could only stare at the two men absent-mindedly. Of course he couldn't understand what they meant, however the words of his father sounded into his own mind. Something in which Serena hadn't learned of from her two family members.
"You will be placed in many stupid situations where those weaklings will sought for power. You are my child, however I want you to know this. You aren't weak. You should be capable of resisting these situations. Protecting yourself, and protecting others will be of your own choices. I want you to remember this. Leave protecting your mother to me. You will find someone of equal value one day in life."
Deep in the mind of the child, Michael, mumbled words in which Serena had yet to teach her son.
Fa...father. Mo...mother. Protect.
Zen puzzled turned to look at the child, who only stared back, for a second there he thought someone was speaking.
...This child is hardly even two years old, what am I even thinking?
Shrugging, he walked further down the hall toward the main office.
"..." Four halls stood down each path. It seems to the group, that the Zushu famiglia is planning to annihilate them one by one.
"This could be a trap." Lampo commented staring down the hallways, "And only one of them leads to the boss, right G?"
"Yeah." G replied while glancing over to the amount of people among their group,"..."
"Would it be alright if we split up, Primo?" Reborn suggested to Giotto who thought carefully.
Giotto nodded, "It would be best. From the looks of it we can split into eight groups of two. G and Asari, go down the first hall. Lampo and Knuckle go down the hall after their's. Sawada Tsunayoshi and Reborn will go down the third hall with me, and the last hallway will go to you two. Suzuki Mayuri and Kozarto Enma, will you two be alright facing one of the Vanguards of the Zushu Famiglia? They're people in which you don't want to mess with, especially these people. Their backgrounds are what earned each member their names."
Mayuri and Enma reassured the Vongola founder.
"Primo, I believe we're capable of handling them. Otherwise you wouldn't have allowed us, Tsuna, or Reborn to follow you." Mayuri explained. Giotto in turn closed his eyes.
...Serena would've said the same thing.
Hall 4 - Francesca
"...Mama will always love your apple pie." A woman bearing long red hair spoke complimenting the girl, "Francesca, you're small creations are amazing!"
"Hehe! Thank you!" Smiled the little girl.
Liar.
"...!" The woman started gagging the moment she swallowed a piece of the pie, "W-What...?!"
The woman's face start becoming purple as she dropped to the floor.
A little girl stood above her. Casting a looming shadow over the body in front of her.
"You lied. You never liked my creations from the start." Francesca pointed out to the unmoving body, "You were always jealous. You were only proud of having a smart child who'd never disobeyed your requests, until today. Yes, you hated me."
The pretty emerald eyes became lifeless as she continued, "...You never even loved me the moment I was born."
Opening those once lifeless emerald eyes, the young woman lifted her head. A smile formed against her lips as she welcomed two guests down her hall.
A girl in a kimono was helped by a boy bearing a flame in a color of a deep shade of red on his forehead.
With small curtsy, Francesca introduced herself, "Welcome, small children, to my hall. I see that you were expecting my boss today, but unfortunately you two won't be meeting him."
"However let's play with these!" Revealing her bottled poison experiments, "Shall we taste these wonderful apples?"
The boy dashed forward focusing power into his right fist.
"Enma! Careful!" The girl warned the boy beside her, "Those are the poison!"
Francesca giggled as she dodged Enma's incoming hit. The poisonous apple threw a bottle towards the girl in the kimono.
"...Mayu-san!"
In an act of assault, Mayuri pulled out the gun Michael gave her.
"Shoot!" Closing her eyes the bullet coated in star flames enveloped the poison. Causing the small bottle to disappear along with the bullet, "D-Did it hit?"
"...What was that?" Francesca questioned Mayuri, who recently opened her eyes in surprise, "What did you do to my precious apple? The apple I made. The special apple I made."
"You're supposed to eat it..." Mayuri froze as Francesca started slowing her pace towards her. The look on her face seemed lifeless as Francesca made her way toward Mayuri, "Eat what I made!"
Flinching Mayuri tried to run, although stupidly she remembered that she was still in a fricking kimono then. Mayuri couldn't run from her spot at all.
Cringing Mayuri aimed the gun to Francesca. The enemy soon began to quicken her pace, until something held the being back.
"...What is this?!" Francesca growled, holding countless small apple viles in her hands.
From behind, she could see Enma using his gravity manipulation to hold Francesca down.
"Mayu-san! Shoot her! You need to shoot her!"
Hall 2 - Wei Chua
"Nice to meet you, I'm Zen Chua!" A younger version of Zen greeted the violet haired girl. She was in awe staring at her step brother's mismatched eyes. Compared to how people saw her eyes. Same color as purple Violetta. Even though the name she was given, Wei, meant small rose.
Soon the memory changed to when Wei and Zen were older.
"Wei..." Zen spoke in a tone unfamiliar to her. She never expected such a tone from her step brother, "Promise me...you won't betray me like those accursed Vongola."
"Brother...I'll be sure to follow you no matter what path you've chosen."
Wei watched as two men entered the hall. As expected of her step brother.
Two of the Vongola guardian entered her hall.
The Sun Guardian, Knuckle.
The Lightning Guardian, Lampo.
Making a bow, Wei, greeted the two aiming a storm flamed arrow.
"Welcome, Vongola guardians..."
"Yare Yare..." Lampo sighed placing a hand over his forehead, "Out of all the Vanguards we had to get her."
"Now, Lampo. This is the hall we're given from our boss." Knuckle raised his fists, "I don't have much time, after all God is watching all of us."
"Right, Knuckle." Lampo breathed, "I'll cover you."
Hall 1 - Daniel Fritz
"...So, why do I have to join?" The platinum blonde complained. His face wasn't staring at Roland's face , rather his face stared at the cane given to him by felt weird. As if holding something that perked his interest, yet was something Roland wouldn't normally do.
"You know I'm not the type of person to work well in a group, Roland."
"...I know that quite well, " Daniel couldn't understand Roland's reluctant voice at that time, "However you'd be well suited afterall fencing is your forte?"
Tapping the bottom of his heel, Daniel whistled a small tune. Twirling his cane around for a small moment, until it came to a halt. Tapping the end of the cane to the floor.
A mused face came upon the Blind Wonderman's as he opened his colorless eyes. Even if Daniel couldn't see the incoming enemies, he could always use...his other senses.
"Welcome to my battlefield, guardians."
Across from him were none other than...
The Storm Guardian, G.
"Tch."
The Rain Guardian, Asari Ugetsu.
"...It seems that he could notice our presence de gozaru."
Breathing in, Daniel noted his opponent's weapons"The smell of a sword and a gun. I best be careful."
Hall 3 - Roland
"Roland, I don't wanna become the boss..." Zen grumbled on his desk, "Why does it have to be me?"
"Because you are a direct descendant of the founding Zushu famiglia, it is your duty to uphold to a tradition."
Zen huffed, "Traditions are only meant for people who uphold to such words. I'm not like them."
"You could always change it." Perking in interest Zen watched Roland as he left the room.
Roland awakened, a sour expression displayed over him.
"..."
He never saw this coming. However Roland always found it strange. The fact that there were five guests involved in this mess, including...three of them.
It was strange when he came by with their breakfast.
The girl of the group vaguely seemed like Lady Serena. It burdened him when Roland had to answer to her. Where as the boy bearing a striking resemblance yet shy presence was indeed similar to the founding boss of the Vongola. Finally the guardian of the five, his face seemed particularly familiar to Roland. Although Roland couldn't point out who exactly. The only thing Roland, being a freelance mercenary could do, is grit in anguish.
The three people stepping into his plain view seemed even more unbelievable.
"...I don't believe it..." Roland shifted as he stood up eyeing the people, "I never knew Vongola Primo had a child."
"..." Staring back at him were two HDWM beings. One blonde, the other brown. Both wearing similar orange-colored eyes as well as an orange flame dancing off their foreheads. A small baby sitting on the brown-haired boy's shoulder.
"Where is the boss of the Zushu Famiglia, Roland?" Primo asked awaiting Roland's answer.
Roland in turn reached out for...
To be continued...
Lazura: You know I wanted to post this yesterday for Halloween, but I didn't have time. So in the end I'm posting it today! Everyone have a Happy November 1st :D.
Mathias: *glares*
Zen: *glares*
Lazura: ...You guys...
Riki: Authoress, please update your stories on fictionpress too!
Lazura:...Please Review. *runs away*
Riki, Zen, Mathias: Authoress!
