A/N: I promised you guys a climatic fight.
What can I say? And I promised you all that it'd be 10k. What can I say? I'm sure that you all know how crazy Kohana is, so I'm going to make this quick and to the point: This chapter is the most creepy, gruesome thing I've yet to write for CCFA I think. And if it isn't, it's in the running. XD
This chapter... IS that bad. Do NOT think you can get through it because you can read about people getting their heads choped off and stuff. It's worse than that. XD
And then when you throw Kohana in there, things can only get bad. So! Just a warning. This chapter has loads of gore and violence and creep. XD;; And that creep is from Kohana. As for the flashback... Yes, there's a pirate speaking. Yes, I gave her an accent. Don't kill yourself trying to understand Red. XD
"Give her back," Sayuri says as calmly as she can, albeit through clenched teeth.
She points a finger at the Felinefolk in front of her, not intimidated by the woman's black, furry ears sticking out of her untamed black hair. The woman puts her hands on her hips, giving the Summoner an equally menacing look. The two of them match each other in height, but the Felinefolk definitely tops the Summoner as far as size goes. Riona, Leyiko, and Nina watch in horror as Sayuri begins to snarl at the woman, throwing both of her arms out towards her.
"Who in da 'ell are you?" the woman exclaims, shaking her head. "You must be a bunch ov idiots, comin' in me cave an' makin' demands ov me!" Sayuri opens her mouth to say something, but then she realizes she doesn't have a clue to what the woman has just said. Blinking, she steps back and glances at her teammates, but none of them really want to be thrown into this mess. The Summoner of Time takes one more look at the Felinefolk, glancing at the rapier she has in her hands.
The woman is wearing a black vest that shows her midriff and red and white striped push-up bra. She's wearing a ruched, ruffled black skirt that has a gold skull and cross bone buckle on it. Her green eyes trail to the giant black pirate hat she has on her head; she finds herself staring at the big red bow on it. No... She can't be a real pirate, can she..? Now Sayuri's starting to have second thoughts, but the fear of losing Isleen to a pirate makes her grit her teeth again.
"I'm Summoner Sayuri you asshole!" she shouts, clenching her fists. "You stole Isleen from us and we want her back now!" she hyperventilates, shaking her head. Sayuri never knew she could shout so loud... So loud with so much anger. She notices the brunette's friends coming over and decides to stand up straight.
"Well, would you butcher's 'ook at dis right 'ere! Mates, I think da little puny Summoner 'ere wants ter pick a beef wiv me! She doesn't know what she's ge'in' 'erself in'er does she? The purple-haired wretch doesn't know a thing abaaaht proper pirating! We made an agreemun', guys, what you would all 'elp me get what I want. I take care of your wolf an' now you all drives me bizurke fer me in order ter get 'er back! She's a really fine bread... She'd sell fer a hoppin' pot ov Cyril Ash in da black market, wouldn't you say?" Sayuri grits her teeth, scowling.
"I'm done working for you! You're not giving us Isleen! We keep finding all of these things and you keep telling us they're stupid knock-offs! And I've never seen you in person before! You keep sending one of your people to talk to us, and I've got to say they don't look like pirates, so all of this is kind of surprising." She pauses, folding her arms. "Stupid Forsythian pirate—!"
"The name's Red! Don't ever call me what pirate Forsythain again!" Red shouts, tilting her head in distaste. "I take pride in what I do. The water surrounds me an' I teach i' 'ow ter behave, got it? I've been piratin' fer as long as I can remember, an' me an' me crew know 'ow ter beef so don't you go doin' anythin' fishy! You wan' da old wolf back? You 'ave ter drives me bizurke fer 'er! She's unlike anythin' we've ever seen an' we might want to get some gold for 'er eh?"
She's not getting this.
She's not getting this!
Sayuri runs her fingers through her oily hair, frowning. "I don't understand a word you're saying!" She puts her hands down, taking a step towards Red. "I'm this close to fighting you and everyone else in this "cave" or yours for Isleen!" Nina gasps, clapping her hand over her mouth. Sayuri can't take on every pirate, can she? Of course not! And Nina doesn't want to help Sayuri beat up a bunch of pirates either. "Usually people start kissing our butts when Summoners show up! Why aren't you guys doing the same thing?" Amused, Red lets out a laugh.
"Aye, looks like you don't know anythin' abaaaht pirates! Summoners. Who cares if you people are Summoners? What 'ave Summoners ever done fer us, right mates? Just because we're not kissing da very ground you walk on? We catch i' an' it's aaahrs, Sayuri." She pauses, letting off a slight grin. "And as fer da beefing... Do you really wan' ter beef me? My crew can stay aaht ov dis. You're not fit to beef with me. I'm Red! Tea leaf an' pirate known all fruff aaaht da land! You'll go back ter your friends in millions of pieces."
"I don't understand what you just said, but fine! Fine!" Sayuri unsheathes her sword and the people behind Red step back, snickering. Riona touches Sayuri's shoulder, scowling.
"Sayuri... Stop being an idiot and talk something out with her!" she hisses.
Sayuri doesn't even hear her. "You've got a sword? We'll I've got one too and it's not fair how you've got Isleen locked in a cage!" Red scratches the back of her head, her bangs still hanging over her right eye.
"Why are you 'ryin' ter get da old Summoner to stop?" she asks, amused. "Let 'er beef if that's what she wants ter do! You 'ave ter take your Isleen wolf back by force... But just remember what when you attack me, you're an enemy ov everyone in me cave!" Appalled by all of this, Riona taps the bottom of her scythe on the ground, causing everyone to look in her direction.
"Please!" Riona says, wiping some of her black hair out of her eyes. "Let's settle this like proper women and stop yelling at each other, say? Sayuri, you want Isleen back. Red, you have Isleen. Now we need Isleen in order to save the world, but Sayuri... You just don't take things by force..."
"She's a thing now?" Sayuri screeches, stomping her foot on the ground. "Why don't you throw your Summoner pride on the ground and work for Red the rest of your life?"
Noticing how upset the Summoner of Time is, Riona puts her hands in the air. "Sayuri that's not what I meant—!"
"No, she's quite right Summoner Sayuri," Red inquires, putting a hand on her waist. "Isleen is a ting! A ting I'm going ter sell an' make lots ov money. Now if you value your life you'll get da 'ell aaaht ov me cave!" She pauses, scratching her chin. Sayuri narrows her eyes at Red, gritting her teeth. Amused, the pirate switches her footing. "Well, there is one ting you can do ter get on me bee's knees, Summoner Sayuri."
"Your... Bee's knees?"
"Good side," Leyiko says, examining the hologram shooting out of the plate in her arm. "My accent translators are never incorrect."
"If you brin' me somethin' be'er van da old dog, I'll exchange what fer your wolf in there. And if you keep your end ov dis new deal, we'll keep feedin' da prized dog. I wan' you ter brin' me Lord Agavangelos' tear." Sayuri sighs, standing up straight. Oh great. More missions she's forced to go on.
"Okay, by "Lord Agavangelos" you mean "Lord Agathangelos" right Red?" Sayuri says, touching her forehead with her fingertips. "You do know that he doesn't exist, right? You people make me sad to be alive. You can't believe in an Archfiend..."
"Idiot! You idiot! I don't 'eve in da Archfiend! I only 'eve in da treasure. It's called Lord Agavangelos' tear because their's jack else like it. It's a gem that's shaped like a tear, an' it glows orange... Just like 'is eyes. But it's... I've been lookin' fer i' everywhere but I've ney'er really found i'. If you hoppin' ta wan' Isleen so badly, you'll find me da tear, got it? Now I'm off! Brin' black da tear, an' you can 'ave your friend!" Red turns on her heels and the other pirates behind her start to laugh under their breath.
"Bitch..." Sayuri mutters.
"Na ah uh, Sayuri. Isleen wouldn't like what you're callin' 'er such foul names!"
The Summoner of Time stands there, gripping the hilt of her sword as Red disappears from her view. She doesn't know anything about any "Lord Agavangelos'" tear, but the only thing that matters is getting Isleen away from her before she's sold. Again! Sayuri turns on her heels, seething.
"S—Sayuri wait!" Nina calls out behind her.
And the others follow her lead.
-: Chapter Fifty-Three: As Your God Is Failing Once Again... :-
I'm a jinx, a curse, some say, "the worst"
I'm a savage, rabid beast
I've been called so many fucking things,
it doesn't affect me in the least
I've stolen, lied, been crucified but I don't regret a thing
I'm an egocentric masochist with a sadist's point of bleak
— "Ashes" — Five Finger Death Punch
"Mightiest of the warrior, you don't know how wrong you are, do you? Fight fire with fire, a bloody massacre occurs. You're going to die someday..." I murmured, holding the hilt of my sword loosely in my right hand. I brought my eyes towards Saivan, smirking at him. Idiot! How did he expect to win this fight against me? Did he understand anything I said? No matter! This would be fun, playing with someone who thought they transcended God herself! "I will strangle you in your sleep, cut you to pieces, I will light you on fire, then I will bury your pieces far away from each other."
I raised my arm in the air, stretching out my right leg and crouching down. "I hope you realize your mistake. Sleep tight, loved one. These are not threats." I smiled, licking my teeth. "These are not threats, I promise you this!" I couldn't get why Saivan thought a silly sword was going to protect him from my wrath. Ha! It made me giggle at the thought but he stayed calm, cool and collected, an act that both angered me and made me laugh. I would stay true to my aforementioned promise! His power over the kingdom would be no more! I'd be the one to take down the king!
I stood back up, tracing the blade of my sword. "You know, you had quite the competition, Saivan!" I cooed. "Everyone, and I mean everyone wanted to kill you—something that I just couldn't let happen, for you are my prize and my prize alone. I spent hours staying awake and watching everyone, killing people who I thought would get in my way... Really, it's extraordinary how much hate you've accumulated!" I pause, putting my hand to the side. "And even then, I don't think I'd have people that want my position to work for me."
"You act as if these conspirators actually could best me," Saivan answered, quirking a brow. I grinned again. It was something I'd only expect from the main conspirator himself, huh~? He was still oh so amusing with his answers and his body language... I didn't want to kill him just yet. His golden eyes locked on me and he folded his arms. Careful! He didn't want to let his guard down, did he? Civil conversation or not, I was still locked in predator mode! "I do not need to tell you that I am stronger than I look. Not to be full of pride, but I have my way around detours."
"And yet you're the biggest liar of them all," I muttered, amusement in my voice. "You betrayed your entire kingdom! I have yet to fully wrap my head around that! How must you feel?" I tapped my katana against my neck, looking at Saivan's blank expression. "You and I go way back, Saivan. There used to be a time when I respected you. I was jealous of you for an instance—ah!—I was young then, don't take that the wrong way. You handled your kingdom with finesse—that made it hard to snoop around you see... I didn't want to create a bad name for others of my kind."
"Others of your kind? You are not of this world?"
"Of course not!" I spat, chuckling to myself. "I'm neither Enlightened nor Nocuous. Just an innocent mother trying to take care of her cowardly daughter. You know what it's like to have children, right? Back then, I have to admit that I never got to see your oldest one—you killed her before I had the chance to speak with her." I looked towards his direction again, at least hoping his body language would tell me something. The bastard! Having one of his own killed in order to recreate his kingdom... What kind of sick bastard was standing in front of me?
I'd never have Sayuri put down~!
I'd do it myself, the coward!
I gritted my teeth, watching Saivan give me a very belated shrug. "You are speaking of Renatari, correct?" Was that her name? Whatever. I nodded my head, giving him a look of impatience. I wanted to let this bloodshed begin already! Why was he staling for time? It wouldn't be fair if I just rushed in on him, would it~? Despite all the things screaming at me to fight dirty, I wanted to at least give Saivan a fair match before I killed him blind! Yes, the mere thought made me so happy~! "She died because she was weak. Renata brought you down here, if what you say is true about you being the Wickedness. She was the superior offspring, and therefore lived."
I poked my nose, sighing. "Yeah. This is why I decided to only have one kid. I couldn't deal with that crap. I'm sure they fought all the time..."
"Over the utmost trivial things, too. There were times where I could not stand being in the same castle with them. Especially with Aysel. As infuriating as that woman is, she cannot take care of two children, let alone herself. I ended up taking care of a grown woman and two kids for a good duration of my life." Really? Ahahaha! That's funny! I would have never thought about that! Now I had the mental image of Aysel wearing a big, stupid diaper! Saivan was so cruel, but I believed him. Trust me, I was no stranger to how dumb Aysel was.
"Well yeah, but that's entirely your fault," I said with a dismissive hand wave. "You should have married someone with a brain. Yeah I pretty much know why you hooked up with Aysel, but uh, yeah. Idiot." This was truly amusing. Saivan was like the backwards equivalent of a gold-digger and now he's all hurt. Cry me a river! I clapped my hands, seeing no other way to display my amusement. Like a child! I glanced at the puddle of Saivan's blood on the floor and quickly snapped back to my senses. Oh yeah! That's right! I'm supposed to be killing him!
"I think you have gotten off topic," he said, unsheathing his sabre. And you know what? I unsheathed my katana. This was going to be fun like I couldn't even imagine. I stretched out my left hand, throwing my sheath across the room. Sorry sheath, there are times I could really use you, but not now. You'd only get in my way. I turned around quickly and kissed my sheath goodbye before looking at my prey. I waved at my sheath and everything... Maybe I should have been gentler with it... It did have a few flowers tied around it. Now I wanted to see if my darling sheath was okay... But... Saivan...
I muttered under my breath, turning around. "Generally I don't fight women..." I cackled, putting my left hand on my waist.
"I could say the same thing," the idiot mutters back. I traced the blade of my sword again with my left hand before launching off my feet. Hmm! Surprisingly the bastard was fast—now I understood where Klaus was coming from when he fought Saivan. So the kid wasn't lying after all and making up excuses for falling behind the man's speed. I swung my katana high into the air, gracefully at that, watching the light from the stained-glass reflect off my blade. My sword clashed with his sabre and he did slide back a couple of inches as he struggled to keep up with my amazing strength—!
"Just!" I exclaimed, pulling my blade back and slamming it into his, watching the sparks fly. The sound of the metal clashing against each other made me grin wildly. "Because! I! Am! A! Woman! Doesn't! Mean! I'm! Weak!" With that last swing, I managed to get him staggering back. "Ahahaha!" I was going to go for the big slash, but he jumped up and over my head, to which I turned around on my heels pretty quickly. With a giant swing of my sword, I tried to come down hard over him, but he lifted his blade in the air—something I honestly wasn't expecting.
"Heh!" I muttered, taking a step back. I was too close to him and I couldn't swing my blade... His sabre was shorter than my katana, that was for sure. He had the advantage and I had to get some range in between the two of us. No matter, it could be done! All I had to do was let him push me back. It sounded like a good plan, but I wasn't going to let myself be pushed back! In the end, I ended up swinging against his sword. Now that I had some good leverage, I kept my assaults coming. "I haven't had a good sword fight in a long time~!" I exclaimed, never letting my swings slow down.
"You talk a lot for someone who is supposed to be handing me my death!"
I narrowed my eyes, angry that he would say something like that! And then do what? Have a completely silent battle? I didn't think so! I slashed for the bastard's head, but he was quicker then my wrist and moved his head out of the way while keeping up with my swinging. Instead, I cut right through a vase filled with soil—for flowers, perhaps? The sound of it shattering danced in my ears. Yes, I demanded to hear that sound again! I grinned maliciously, my swings becoming more wild. Though spastic they were, he still found ways to keep up with me.
Ooo, maybe Saivan was a formidable opponent after all!
Maybe I should have gotten more serious with him. He deserved it, being able to keep up with me~! "The reasoning, trying to get past your fragile and beautiful face, your oh so beautiful face which there lies asleep!" I grunted, breaking more flower pots. The glass scattered all across the ground and got in our way! Fortunately, neither one of us was afraid of getting glass in our feet! Good, because all it would have been was a distraction! I smiled, my glinting my fangs. And because our swings were getting more sporadic, the number of things breaking increased.
Every assault of our blades ended with a high-pitched noise... Shattering things! "We're making quite the mess, Sai-Sai!" I exclaimed, tilting my head. "Maybe you should stop breaking stuff! People are going to start insinuating things!" The look on his face after I said that was so hilarious that I let out another wicked giggle. He slipped up, of course, letting me gain the upper-hand! His attacks slowed down—even a little bit—and I took the initiative.
With my right hand, I caressed his cheek, rubbing an invisible circle in it with my thumb. All the battling stopped. For now! "Innocence has never seen such beauty," I murmured, cracking a slight smile. "Never has it seen such passion, the passion which now surges through me to take the wings off a bird, who's young will be at loss. How could I remove my words, at the first chance?" And instead of stabbing me, instead of attacking me he does the most confusing thing ever and swats my hand away, as if his sword wasn't good enough for me!
I gritted my teeth slightly, and then that's when I noticed the little blue spark underneath his fingers and my wrist. "Ah, shit!" I exclaimed, realizing it was far too late for me to retrieve my wrist or step away from him. The bastard made that disgusted and amusing face just to throw me off guard! What? I couldn't just look away from a funny facial expression, especially if I was the one that caused it! I didn't have an extra second to think... If I didn't do something soon the bastard would blow my arm off! I could handle this the easy way, or the hard way.
Let's see which way was more fun!
I grunted, twisting my arm down, and then I brought my left arm around, pointing my index-finger at Saivan's forehead. As soon as my finger made contact with his forehead, he twitched, thinking he could blow my arm off. He still had my wrist, but now I had his whole body under my control! And soon! It! Will! Be—! From out of my finger erupted a huge, pink blast that ate everything in its way. Flowers, windows, walls, bricks—all of these things disappeared from view in one big, sudden sound similar to a laser being fired out of some kind of machine.
I was half hoping to see Saivan headless, but I wasn't stupid!
I gritted my teeth, grabbing the bastard's arm—he thought he was fast? I was faster! I turned around and gave him a high-kick to the face, tripping him with my left foot and grabbing onto his arm before he fell towards the ground. The smoke and debris must have been effecting him, because he was truly faster than this, I'd give him that! I cackled, letting myself fall on top of him. I straightened myself out, securing his arms underneath my knees.
Raising my arms above my head, my dearest sword appeared in between my fingers.
And that's when I started trying to impale my sword through his pretty face—targeting his eyes each time I slammed my cold steel into the ground! He kept moving, however. "Humor me!" I exclaimed, giggling sinisterly as I raised my katana in the air. "The bitter pain erupts, running hot and frothy through my veins, plump with an overwhelming temptation of red, and blindness, and grinned teeth!" I declared out loud, looking at the state of emergency that was his expression! I wanted to let him get up, but if he didn't try harder I was going to drive my katana straight through his head!
I didn't want to kill him so quickly, however!
Oh well! "The throbbing expanse of greed in me punctures all sense that I have, so I'm left drowning in my madness, lust, and anguish. The ache pulses and grows beneath my skin, delighting my body—my bone marrow, too... With a curious need that twists my sanity and all sense of all that's good and red—" I stuck my sword into the ground but instead of me getting a chance to pull it back up, Saivan managed to get his arm from under my leg and slashed at my face with his nails—the sneaky bastard!
My eyes widened and I tilted my head, letting go of my sword. Bringing my right hand up to touch my face, my jaw dropped. H—he actually managed to cut me. Not with his sword, but with his... Fingernails? No, that wasn't what happened was it? My eyes trailed around the room, trying to figure out what just happened. I started hyperventilating, touching the red blood seeping through the vertical slash on the right side of my face.
And then I started laughing.
Cackling, even though blood was getting into my eye and messing up my vision! I didn't care about anything else! I clawed his chest, looking at the ceiling... And continued to laugh! Aahahha! This was the happiest I had ever been! Struggling to get back up, Saivan squirmed under me, gritting his teeth. "Clearly that should not have made you happy," he inquires, still having a hard time freeing himself from under me. I twitched, grinning again. He didn't know that I liked a good challenge, did he? Well Saivan was in for a nice surprise! Except, he got both of his hands free and blasted me through the castle's wall.
Too lost in a daze I tumbled outside, tripping over myself before stopping face-first into the grass. He walked out of the castle behind me, holding his sabre and examining my body. I inhaled, standing up clumsily. After I did that I exhaled, my body shaking in glee as I laid my eyes on him. Really, it was a surprise he was so calm! I fell back on my knees again, laughing out loud before gazing back up at him. "How can you fight if you cannot even contain yourself?" Saivan demanded, still walking towards little ol' me. Anagrams appeared under my hands and his eyes widened.
Unfortunately!
My lovely invisible wires sprung up from the ground and lacerated the bottom of his legs, earning me a quick, shrill of pain~! I'd hate to be cliché here, but it was like music to my unworthy ears! His golden eyes glared at me and he stumbled in front of me. "I see you have—!" Before he could finish his sentence he grunted because I pulled my head back, a wire secured in the confines of my teeth. His blood was seeping through his pants, and now I would get my ultimate prize! I could rid him of his legs!
"Blood is life, Sai~van!" I sung. "It lives even when the body dies! How magnificent is—!" Speaking of blood, I ended up coughing a lot of it all over ground... With a smile, of course! When I stopped my bloody coughing fit, I turned around slightly to realize Saivan standing there with his foot on my back—his sabre lodged into me. "W—kaauah!—what? How did you manage to get behind me?" I asked with a grin, my breathing jagged. Atropa must have been so upset with me~! But aww, I was just having the time of my life! She didn't like anything I did! He walked around me, arms folded and all, and crouched down, glaring at me.
"I am contemplating whether or not to let you live."
"Really?" I cooed, walking my fingers up his chin. I smiled, bringing my hand down. "What, you're going to Shadow me too?" I stood back up, his sword in my back. After that I wiped off my mouth. I giggled, trying to cover my mouth with my hand. I ended up failing at that, so I exhaled in bliss and tilted my head. I grabbed the bastard's sword and pulled it out of my back, falling forward a bit. I sighed, opening my eyes and handing his sword to him.
"I didn't say I was done yet." He stared at me, confused out of his mind. Look, either he was going to take it or not! I shoved the blood-covered blade towards him, quirking my nose. "Take it," I said, my voice tinged with enthusiasm. "Take it, Sai~van! You need something to protect yourself with, don't you?" I cackled, glancing at his legs. "So much wonderful bleeding! Are you sure you can walk on those sweet, injured legs of yours~?"
Hesitating, he took his sword. I let out a menacing, low growl, throwing both of my arms out. "I don't know how you're going to do this, Sai! Van! For this whole entire field of dirt and nothingness is my stage! We could have stayed inside of the castle! And now... Everywhere you walk there will be wires threatening to take your dear legs away! The dirt is my instrument of death now! I do not need a sword to fight against you!"
"How unfortunate..." he said, looking around. Yes, what else would it have been? Everything played out in my favor! "You try to kill me and then you give me back my sword only to taunt me about how you have traps laid out? You are a strange person."
"I'm the Wickedness," I corrected. I threw my hands up in the air dramatically, my eyes glued to him, my king~!
"I highly doubt that," he said, scowling. "I was imagining you would be some sort of high class fighter, not... This thing standing before me in a cobbled together, bloody mess. You cannot even fight with a leveled head; what makes you think you can fight me and win this battle? I guarantee you will not win fair lady—I have far more lives than you have." Ah? We'd see about that, wouldn't we! This feeling twisting up my stomach and making me smile—the adrenalin to end his lives simultaneously—ah!
"For ecstasy or injury never lies, only bubbles, floods, and spills! And tastes so perfect," I cooed, touching my right arm. "So perfect... Like buttered toast in the morning. Succulent, slick, and sickly sweet—"
"What are you talking about!" he exclaimed in a burst of anger, quite tired of my flowery language. I opened my palm and my sword appeared in my hand, much to his disappointment. I'm magic! Tasting some of the bitter blood with the tip of my tongue I sighed loudly, switching my footing. My right eye was still blinded from the blood above my eyebrow, but I could fight only being able to see through one eye! My back was burning with with excitement—yes! I was so glad I decided to kill Saivan myself! Had I of let someone kill him... No! I couldn't think of things like that!
"Between our slippery forms, we touch in the dark and whisper of our hushed desires~!" I declared, switching my footing. That's something that made Saivan's face contort—the funniest I had ever seen him. I spun on my heels, gripping the hilt of my sword with such power—! The wind picked up around me and I let off this big whirlwind that should have taken Saivan whole, but he teleported out of the way, thanks to his Enlightened abilities. I smirked, turning around. Now he was all the way across the lake!
I snorted.
It also looked like he was going to create some kind of blast to shoot at me, charging his focal energy to do it. Ha! Did he think that too was going to be easy? He was right though... He was really far away from me and he was a black dot in my vision. The lake was really deep, and I hadn't had time to recover fully from staying with Atropa. And at that... The saltwater would tear my wounds up, especially my newly found back wound. I'd swim across anyway and tear his arms away from his body! Still he didn't believe that I was the Wickedness, huh? What a very foolish man!
I twirled again, my hair riding in the wind I created.
Incidentally, I was reminded of the fact that Sayuri still didn't know how to swim yet. I snickered. My poor, poor daughter... I dashed across the lake, each one of my foot steps sending ripples across the water until I was next to Saivan in an instant. "Boo!" I said, leaning into his face. I took him by surprise and he looked at me, dumbfounded. He was probably wondering how I was able to stand on top of the water, right? Well I wasn't going to tell him! If you want to fight against a strong opponent, you have to know both their strengths and their weaknesses! You can't just know nothing about them!
"H—how are you—?"
"You're fighting God!" I exclaimed, kicking my foot up and splashing him with the water. "I told you. If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times, I'm the Wickedness and I can do things that you wouldn't even fathom! But still I writhe to what I will, empowered by my loneliness, my lips part in a wildly echoing scream of despair..." I paused, sighing. "Hand in hand with explosive mirth!" He swung his sabre at my neck, this time... No! Maybe he believed me this time about being God herself! I moved out of the way, swinging both of my arms out. With my index and middle fingers I touched the heels of my boots, white, fluffy wings shooting out of them.
My hair instantly stuck to my face thanks to the rain.
And oh, was it raining so hard!
The lake beneath my feet vanished, leaving a crator under me. Saivan's jaw dropped instantly—marveling at what I had just done. "Aww, come on, it's just a little rain!" I cooed, tilting my head. I gripped the hilt of my sword with both of my hands, stabbing him through his chest—ripping through him like a hot knife cutting through butter! He gasped for air and grabbed at my blade, only for me to rip it out of his body. He staggered forward, but I didn't want him to fall in the two-hundred feat deep hole so I pushed him back, smiling as he did flips across the terrain.
The wings on the ends of my boots started fluttering, leaving a trail of purple, glittering dust behind me. Urgh, I'd never get used to that stuff! It was like I was allergic to it! It made my nose twitch, but I paid it no mind. Saivan stopped tumbling, just in time to see me run my blade on the ground. I was hoping to slice the little bug in half, but he parried my blade with his! I gritted my teeth, jumping in front of him and sticking my blade in the ground.
"You are getting sloppier... Kohana..."
"Tell me Saivan," I said, licking my lips. I basically ignored his pants. Ha! "Why won't you die?" I paused, bringing a finger up to my lips. "And as I hear you moan my name, beg me for your sweet release! I don't care what you want, however, all I want to feel is pain~!" I turned around, letting my fingers prod the air. Subsequently, I balled my hand, grasping the invisible metal wire. I smirked, tugging on it as fast as I could, effectively ripping Saivan's fingers away on his right hand.
His sword hand!
Aren't I clever?
The limp things of flesh fell to the ground and I walked over to the king, watching him double over in complete and utter agony. I cocked a brow, stepping on his pathetic fingers, the sound of his flesh squeezing underneath my boots making me grin malevolently. Blood gushed through his stump of a hand, leaking all over the ground. He stared at his wound—and as the crimson liquid gushed everywhere he saw some of my many metal wires. What part of "I put them everywhere" didn't he understand? He seethed at me, absolutely infuriated, but I touched his shoulder. I warned him I would be his one and only killer, didn't I?
I touched his stump of a hand, smiling devilishly. "Oh darling, bleed for me..." He grabbed for his sword with his left hand and I let out a cackle. Was he really going to try and fight me? With his weak hand? The hand he didn't even use to battle with in the first place? Let him try! Oh please let him try! I clapped my hands together. Seeing through only one eye was quite a challenge, but... Saivan stood up, hiding his right hand in the confines of his cape. What? To stop the bleeding? No, his blood was beautiful! Let him bleed!
I swiped my arm across the air, holding my sword with my right hand. "Are you really dumb enough to keep fighting? I thought you'd be since long on your knees begging for me to spare your life!" The rain was still coming down hard, getting in all of Saivan's wounds. He didn't realize that I could take all the pain he could give me. He on the other hand... He was just a feeble-minded Enlightened that had some practical use with magic. Too bad I was so far out of his league. "Ah. You? A king? Ha!" I exclaimed, covering my mouth with the back of my freehand.
Maybe Aysel should have chosen someone else to marry, because this fool... If he was really going to try and fight me with no fingers on his dominant hand...
"Sai~van! What a horrible fate you have to face," I said, grinning playfully. "As king, you are supposed to have a fit funeral and everything... A death fit for a king... Aren't you just so happy I'm going to be the one killing you?" I paused, waiting for an answer. All I got were a few blinks from him. Aww. What a shame. "Saivan, your cup has runneth over!" I stomped on the ground, emphasizing my point. "Your world... The Dark Ages... It's fake. And I plan to redirect you to a real world... The world were the dead run around and do whatever they want!" He staggered, but he managed to compose himself.
"I have just about had enough of you—!"
"Do something about it then!" I shot back. "You hate me? I want you to hate me. I want you to fucking hate me, Saivan! Because that's the only way you're going to get me to stop this game. Haven't you realized that we are standing in my arena? You lost the moment I came to the Dark Ages. You and your people. It's as Klaus said," I muttered, balling up my fists. "A kingdom is nothing without its king, but a king is nothing without its people. You've since been abandoned your people—and now I've forced your people to abandon you. You really want to know what your people believe in now?"
Ah! The king was getting irritated now, snarling at me! How cute~!
"Your people have forgotten all about you. The millions in Aysel now? They're putting their trust in Summoner Sayuri. Sayuri Outtaike! The Summoners and their Guardian! They've taken your spot and want you thrown off your high chair, Saivan! They want you stripped of your title." I held my sword with both of my hands, securing my footing. "They want you dead. I've wanted you dead for a long time too. You reap what you sow and you pay what you owe, Saivan. You owe those people the lives you messed over!"
"You—"
I tilted my head, letting the tendrils of my hair fall against my neck. "Your world? Heh. I dominate your world. And many others. You see how quickly your kingdom fell? How all of your soldiers fell at my feet? You're not that powerful, Saivan. You're not that good at fighting." I paused, narrowing my eyes at him. "There's no honor amongst thieves!" As soon as I said that last line, he erupted into a flurry of blue, focal light. Heh. So was he mad at me? What did he have to be mad over? His blade shattered underneath the pressure of the blue light—earning an eyebrow arch from myself. Poor blade! I'd never hurt my blade in order to show how angry I am!
"I've found you out and now you're getting angry?" I chuckled. "You mad?"
He looked like he was charging up something... Something menacing, something... Something that might have been really fun to take! But meh, I didn't know how much pain my body could take. I could take all of the pain in the world—but I was still human. Curse me still being human. Now I couldn't do the things I wanted to do... Pillars of blue light shot up from behind me. I turned around, poking my nose. "Eh...?" The light warped around my feet, rending me from any and all movement.
I smirked.
Ahahahaha!
"Bring your worst, Saivan!" I taunted, my grip tightening on my sword. What? So my legs were the only thing he was going to stop? That's really silly of him wasn't it? No matter! If he didn't hit me with this, I was going to make sure he didn't want to live after what I planned to do to him next! He disappeared from my vision and I smirked, throwing my katana as far out as I could.
The light disappeared.
My feet were freed.
I cracked my knuckles, letting the rain pelt on top of my head. "It looks like a perfect day for rain, huh?" I muttered to myself. "Why, oh why do people forget I can throw the sword? It's not only used for slashing, you know." It looked like I got to drive my sword through Saivan after all! He was pinned to the back of the castle, his back facing me. I tapped the hilt of my sword, watching the blade shudder at my touch. Yes, my blade tacked him to the castle's wall! I licked my lips, making a popping sound with my mouth afterward.
Should I have pulled my sword out?
Hmm. No. I wanted to look at his bloodied body some more. What an embarrassing way to die! Face-front and pinned to a wall by a woman's sword! …That isn't to say women don't kick ass, of course. But with the way Saivan was fighting, he was a woman himself... I grinned shaking my head. "Aww, so much for my fun lasting longer..." With a quick wave up the right side of my face with my index and middle finger, the wound he put on my face closed. The blood disappeared too. I spun in one place, a light-green anagram appearing from underneath my feet.
All of my wounds vanished and I cracked my neck, just to make sure I was good as new. "Hmm, I don't think I have time to resurrect you and then kill you over and over again like I promised, Saivan..." I muttered. "I guess this is the part where I go tell Sayuri that I've killed you, huh? Oh is she going to be mad at me. Silly little kid. You can't give sympathy to the people you're supposed to kill." I paused, looking at the ground. "Ahaha! Well I guess I can't really talk, can I?" I scratched the back of my head, sighing. "I used to do that all the time... When I was her age..."
I shook my head again, grabbing the hilt of my sword.
But when I grabbed it, I could have sworn Saivan moved from under my sword... Gasping (and a little freaked out) I stepped back and fell on my butt, gazing at the dead man stuck to the wall by my blade. I kid you not. This man—this man that was dead just a moment ago—pried himself off the wall, but before he turned around he pulled my katana out of his head and turned around—dark blue light fixing up his face... Almost like my sword was never there to begin with! How the hell—! I looked at my hands. Could I have brought him back to life on accident or something? No, I didn't have problems with controlling my magic...
So then what the hell was this!
The blue light traveled to his legs, taking away the metal wire lacerations and leaving him with healthy, walking limbs. The blue, lightning-like light also gave the guy his fingers back. Just what the hell was happening? I shook my head, gritting my teeth. I wasn't going to let his surprises knock me off guard! He threw my katana next to me and I took it without a second's guess. How dare he treat my blade like that! I growled under my breath, still shocked that he just came back to life like that. "How the hell are you—?" I managed to get out before closing my mouth shut. I didn't need him to tell me anything!
My frown morphed into a grin and I stood back up, albeit cautiously.
"Surprised, Kohana?" he asked, shooting me a look full of egotism.
"Err," I mumbled, still sorta shocked. Seriously, I'd give this guy a ten for imagination. But no one can cheat death! I stood up, shaking a bit. "Impressive, I'll give you that, but what the heck are you still doing alive?"
"If you are the Wickedness," he said, smirking. "Then I am immortal." You know, that's a terrible form of sarcasm but I'd gladly take it. Immortal? Ha! This guy must have been pulling my leg, because I've met no one of the sort! Macarius thought he was immortal, Nero himself might have been going for immortal, the people in Forsythia thought the Archfiend was immortal... Atropa thinks she's immortal... But Saivan? Immortal? Ha! I let out a really long and loud laugh.
"Immortal you say? I'm not even immortal. I'm powerful, yeah, but I'm not immortal," I snorted. "Tell you what. You tell me the real reason why you just came back to life, fingers and all, and I'll let you live a little bit longer to tell all of your remaining men that you just got your ass kicked by a lady." Saivan walked around me, sporting his little sabre in his hand like we hadn't just done this already. I looked up at the castle and noticed the cracks along the imprint he left... Ah, my sword must have hit him hard...
"Professor Nero worked with me," he said, making my eyes widen. "He worked on my body and give me infinite life." My mouth formed into an 'o' and I threw my arm in the air.
"Oh! So you're a Shad—" I stopped, mid-sentence. If this guy was Saivan's Shadow, I was going to be more than pissed. You mean to tell me I just wasted all of my time fighting a Shadow? A pathetic, sniveling Shadow? It couldn't be a Shadow though, I just... This was the guy I had been watching out for since Sayuri appeared in the Dark Ages, so I knew they didn't switch. And if Saivan remembered the dream I had with him, then of course this was the real Saivan. Shadows didn't dream. Besides, this had Nero's name all over it.
"Sadly, I am not a Shadow," he said, quirking a brow. "I merely have the regeneration skills of a Shadow. In order for a Shadow to be brought back to life, it burns the souls of the deceased people that were sacrificed to create it, correct?" I nodded my head, somewhat understanding the situation. "When a Shadow is first born, it has a number of souls tacked to it. When the number is sufficient, the Shadow is born. I, on the other hand..." Saivan smirked in glory, lifting his hands in the air. "If you are the Wickedness, Kohana, I applaud you!" My body pulsated. My heart skipped a beat. He sounded almost like... Almost like Professor Nero! My eyes widened and I took another step back, memories filling my head.
"Thank you for bringing me new life!" he declared, smirking devilishly. No, this wasn't all my fault was it? I couldn't... I wouldn't... This had nothing to do with me! "Because you went and killed millions of people in both Austere and Aysel, those dead souls got sucked into me!" I seethed, my grip tightening on my blade. He wasn't serious, was he...? "My focal energy is always flowing around me... I use it as a vacuum. Those people do not rest, Kohana dear, those people become a part of me. And you are still feeding me that extraordinary life..." Shit, did I tell Atropa to stop destroying Aysel's palace up there?
No, that'd be stupid.
I looked back at Saivan, glaring at him. "Every time you kill me, I use a soul. This is the true work of Nero. I was glad to have him on my team. I am even more grateful to you, Kohana. Now I can live for millions of years... And rule my kingdom as I see fit." That last line really cheesed me off. I came here to kill him... Only to realize I just let him live another twenty-four? And by that I mean "let him live forever." You get my point... All of those innocent people... At least... At least they deserved to rest in death! So that healing dark-blue light must have been the souls.
I tapped my chin with my index-finger.
Hmm. Fighting someone who can die a million times...
"You should know by now I'm not the practical fighter!" I yelled. In an instant I was standing next to him sideways. He couldn't see how fast I moved and I drove my blade into his face, pinning him to the wall once more. I let out a loud chortle, grinning at the open blood vessels sputtering out crimson, beautiful liquid all over me. "You can die millions of times? You're like a Christmas present I've gotten early!"
He totally wasn't expecting me to take his being immortal this way. I flashed a toothy smile, licking his blood off my lips. "We'll just kill you over and over again!" I yelled, pulling my blade out of his head and then slamming it back in random places. The blue light was too slow! It couldn't keep up with me! "Ahahahaha!" I laughed. "You should have kept your secret to yourself, Saivan! Such a loud mouth you have!" I pulled my sword out of him once more, but then I let him stagger backwards. I sidestepped out of his way and stood in front of him, smiling like a child.
With one swift movement I sliced his body horizontally in half. It actually popped up, guys! His arms flew out towards me, his head down. His blood, once again, sprayed on my body. Holding my katana with both hands, I watched as the upper-half of his body sat back on the rest of it. Then I drove my blade up, slicing his head off and watching it launch into the air! The blood flowed out of his neck in a spiraling motion, all over my hair.
After that I kicked his torso with my right foot, his bottom half falling to the ground. I swung my blade back as far as I could, and then with force I swung at his still-suspended head, chopping it in half and watching that, too, bounce on the ground before staying put. "So much fun~!" I sung. It had been a long time since I had done that to anyone! C-c-combo! I raised my arm in the air smiling. There was blood everywhere, but who cared? It was so beautiful~! My eyes twinkled at the thought. "The tainted sweat in which we bathe and our illustrious screams—oh yes, Saivan! I am soaked in the magnificent bliss of agony, crushed and suffocated by it! Engulfed in the divine pleasure it invokes—I spasm joyfully when you glare~!"
I stood there, waiting for Saivan's body to come together again. And it did! It did, it did, it did! It came together so fast with that dark-blue light! He was still dazed, feeling the pain of those last attacks... Or maybe he still felt the pain of me smashing his head against his own castle! I turned him around, extending my left hand. Now I was wielding two swords. Okay, so I'd admit I wasn't as good with a sword in my left hand... But I could get the job done, right? I turned the king around and slashed up his body with both swords, his arms leaking freshly created blood!
I stabbed him in the shoulder, and then I slashed him across the chest. Switching my footing, I impaled his heart with the katana in my right hand... He let out a gasp, as per usual. But he wasn't expecting what was going to happen next! I ripped my katana out of him, ripping his torso away from his lower body once more, closing my eyes at the blood hitting my body. "That's for stepping my Sayuri's face~" I cooed. I raised his torso in the air, watching his flesh vanish from my blade. "Yes, you thought I forgot about that?"
"Your... Sayuri...?" he said, breathing hard as his head came back.
I tilted my head. "Yes, my Sayuri. I'm her mother. But I'm not finished with you yet! Ha, you didn't think I knew what a Shadow was? Thank God I watched Chase fight Adair, huh? Otherwise I wouldn't have known that you can feel the pain of previous deaths! You have no offense against me now, Sai~van! I love doing this to you, you know. Over and over again." I grabbed him by his leg, swinging him into the ground one way, then I swung him the other...
And then with one big swing I threw him into the ground, watching his body explode! Oh~! I loved this! I loved all of this! I chortled when he came back to life and I made him stand on his knees, watching helplessly as I did this to his body. I twisted his neck, and then I twisted it again! Oh, it got looser that time! I twisted it once last time until his head did a full 360 and spun as fast as it could before he fell down lifeless on the ground.
Maybe I'd kill him a little bit more? "Ahahahah!" I laughed, making him stand up straight again. Holding my katana with both of my hands I ran past him and slashed at his stomach, thrusting my sword out and never looking back. The sound of his wet, sweaty body hitting the ground was more than enough for me! Hey! I'd try something new while I was at it! I grinned, licking some of his blood off my hand. My fingers glowed and I spun his body around. Really, he was like a spinning top, all spinning in one place~!
I took my sword and gently ran it down his body, watching pieces of him fly in all kinds of directions! Phew. I was getting tired, but he kept coming back~! I couldn't just leave him there all... Not killed! But this played in my favor because I promised him I would kill him many times over anyway! I kicked him upwards and threw my katana in the air. It sliced into him like nothing I had ever seen! And I appreciated the bloody rain I received! He came back to the ground in two parts, of course. I loved cutting him in half!
He was so hurt he couldn't even scream for me!
This was a fate worse than death, after all, so I wouldn't yell at him for that! "Immortal my ass!" I cackled. I knew he could hear me, but... "You know what? You wanna know what I think of your immortality, Saivan? I think you just effed yourself over. You think you control time now? I'm going to keep my promise to you... The one I told you at the start of the battle... I will strangle you in your sleep, cut you to pieces, I will light you on fire, then I will bury your pieces far away from each other!" This was it. I was going to cut his body and bury him... Bury him like a king!
"Amaririsu!" I yelled, calling out the name of my sword. I extended my arm, pointing it behind my back. "Left stranded by the sun the arms of ours sins," I murmured. "Our hearts belong to the grave we're entombed in. In the candle lit garden of the forgotten. You're the most prettiest dying flower I've ever seen. It's not like I've never wilted like you..." I paused, touching my head. Numerous, lovely, multicolored flowers floated in the air. My eyes looked towards them... I almost wanted to break down and cry at how beautiful they were...
"I just thought you would have known that I like watching you die..."
The flowers that were cascading down? Those were fragments of my blade, of course! I grinned, watching Saivan's body just... Explode. Guts and blood flying across... Everywhere! I giggled at the sight, watching the pieces of him fall to the ground. Immediately I pointed at him, a purple anagram appearing on his remains. "Freeze!" I command, time stopping.
I smirked. "It's raining from your veins again, so I've brought you a raincoat. You don't deserve sunshine. I hate you, by the way. Why did we meet like this? … It's okay if you don't answer me," I insisted, shaking my head. I was soaked in his blood anyway. "I know this won't get through to you because all of your brain cells are gone... You left me here a long time ago. I should know, Saivan. It's because I ate out your insides, but you ate me whole. That's why I dance on your grave."
I walked towards his head, noticing the blue light wasn't going to save him this time. The light wasn't going to come back... "As you can see, I've halted your regeneration abilities. You'll put up with this torture for five billion years, Saivan. Never mess with a expert at time magic." I let off a slight smirk, turning on my heels. Picking up his head, I lifted it up so I could make perfect eye contact with him. He scowled at me, like always.
"Put me down!"
"No."
I carried his head to the lake... The one that I used to start the rain. "This shall be your final resting place," I muttered. "Goodbye, Lord Saivan!" I dropped him in the two-hundred feet deep hole and chortled, putting both of my hands on my hips. Ah, now I had to bury the rest of his body. Fun, fun, fun. I cracked my knuckles and clapped my hands together, smiling with glee.
"Well, Sayuri..." I said, sighing. "It looks like it's up to you now."
A/N:
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Silence.
Yes. God. What. I can't even form words. That was the most... XD;;;; Um, yeah, Saivan got DOMINATED, cuz. This was just like, no words. Kohana freaking... Dude. Okay we all knew this was going to happen, but not like this! XD Dude, I was so amazed writing this chapter. So very much amazed. Like Saivan had this coming. He HAD this coming. I didn't feel sorry for him or anything. XD
This death was the greatest thing in CCFA history.
And if not that, it was the most gruesome thing in CCFA history. XD
This just set a new record. Jesus Christ Kohana you go! XD;;; That's what I'm talking about! This is a clear-cut antagonist right here! And while Saivan did put up some kind of fight... Sadly, he got eaten by Kohana. XD Okay, well, I warned you guys that this was kinda out there and... Weird and... Gruesome at the start of the chapter, so if you read it even though you've got a horrible stomach... Your fault, got it? XD
