Disclaimer: I don't own Akame Ga kill, certainty not. Aside from that, I believe we can all agree that Tatsumi rightfully belongs to Esdeath- (Yes, I was ordered to write that.)
- Tatsumi - Time: 13:00 - The Dungeons - The Imperial Palace.
The damp dark dungeons of the Imperial Palace, how many times that I been here? Countless. I've kinda lost track as I always end up being thrown in here whenever my personal missions have gone haywire in the past, but whilst I'd rather be locked up here than executed... Believe me, that's hardly a choice. I know that I'm only being locked up here for an particular reason beyond my control, not because they want me alive. If the ministers of the Empire had sway over my fate then I'd be dead before the next sunrise and stuck on an flagpole for demonstration. But for once, I actually wished to be thrown into this horrid place.
Funny, huh?
My very reason for that... Is an grim reality, and one that I want no part of but I must accept it as truth, it continues to erode my sense of hope with each singular breath I take.
Simply put. Night Raid, and the Revolutionary Army are no more. Wild Hunt's members were annihilated aswell, thankfully. Night Raid's end came slowly as we kept fighting until the bitter end, Akame and Leone are still left alive but they've taken to hiding and biding what time they can until striking again, whilst I fought desperately as my friends continued to fall.
One by one.
Soon, I was captured by the Imperial forces that I was fighting against. Wave and Akame's sister Kurome had led the charge against my assault. I realize... How stubborn I was, how utterly stupid. Believing that I, alone, could endure and continue the legacy that my friends and I built together.
Without them, I just can't acomplish the feats that I could before. Even with my Teigu, Incursio. The Imperial Arm passed down by my beloved mentor and brother Bulat. I can imagine Incursio is currently being kept close watch over... In the deeper palace.
Everyone, I'm sorry... Terribly sorry but I've made my choice. I'll avenge you all, every single one. Even if I must perish aswell, I'll bring the entire Empire crashing down on their heads. Then least, the people of this nation won't suffer anymore injustice from the cold blooded liars at the top of the pillar.
I'll bring this all crashing down... From the Inside out.
"Awake up, prisoner! General Esdeath approaches!" The large man currently dressed in imposing armor shouts loudly as my ears tingle in response, slamming his fist against the bars of the cell, gaining my attention.
"Thank you, guardsman." An all too familar voice beckons without any notable emotion present in it, as they draw closer into the dungeons. Soon they are standing directly opposite me, only barely separated by the steel bars.
It's Esdeath, exactly as the guard said. She draws eerily close to the bars, as her hands grip them with an hold so firm that they begin becoming loose. "Leave us, immediately." Esdeath commands with an stern voice, without anything additional being said. The excitement in her voice is palpable. The guard seems hesitant, as if he's forgotten that it's General Esdeath that he's speaking too.
"Ma'am, with all due respect... He's an wanted assassin and completely unpredictable, even whilst chain-" He stammers, his words are shaky and his stance is lacking confidence. From the looks of it, as I sit down in my isolated cell. Merely staring at them both. Chained to the wall by the hands, shackles for comfort. He has begun to notice the effect of his words on Esdeath, as she begins shaking slightly from irritation.
Then, she turns in his direction for the first time since she entered the room. Hostility ever present in both body language and stance. Esdeath doesn't even need to repeat herself as the Guardsman rushes from the dungeon and straight into the nearest hiding place in the palace, that leaves us two alone. Exactly as she intended.
As the guardsman was carrying the keys to my cell, Esdeath merely slices through the formerly thick steel bars with her hands laced in crystalline ice as she steps into the cell as if she hadn't just destroyed the bars. Her facial expression is an wide smile whilst mine is an frown, we completely contrast each other then she speaks.
"Tatsumi, I hope you know the situation." She speaks earnestly, waiting patiently for my response.
"...I do." I reply with extreme reluctance, still distraught over the recent events.
"Good, I'm pleased that you do. So you know that there's no other choice for you- Than becoming mine, Tatsumi." To enforce the point that she just made, Esdeath's position shifted from near the cell bars to dominantly looming over me, sitting on the floor leaves me without much choice than to glance upwards as she returns the gaze.
"So, what will it be, my dearest Tatsumi? Will you continue to stubbornly fight against my love, or will you submit then embrace your true calling as my and only lover." Being Esdeath's other half isn't what I'm after- It's the privileges, I'm ascertain of that. Her words however aren't something that I can hear easily.
Unable to voice my submission, I merely nod in response.
"I won't accept your silence, Tatsumi. Tell me what you want." Esdeath grins widely with barely concealed pleasure, taking immense satisfaction in this. It's only natural that she'd be forcing me to say this considering I've been denying it all of this time. Ironic, that when I finally need to admit it, that it's not as easy as it should be.
"I... I want to be yours." As the quiet words leave my trembling lips, I hang my head low as the sensation of shame fills me. The floor is all that I'm comfortable with seeing right now as my eyes remain glued to the sight of it. Yet Esdeath doesn't allow this, her hands take ahold of my chin as she redirects my gaze so it's solely on herself.
"...You can't believe, how long I've been waiting to hear those words." With an wide smile, she swiftly destroys the chains preventing my escape from the cell as my arms come lose. My body didn't have time to slide forwards from the separation as it found itself locked in Esdeath's deathly tight embrace as she nuzzles against the crook of my neck with her head, breathing deeply.
"They'll be many fools that'll oppose our beautiful union." She whispers into my ear whilst rubbing my back possessively with her hands as mine remain laying against my side.
"But I promise you my protection, as I always have." The path ahead of me, won't be easy nor filled with the joy and friendship that I experienced in Night Raid. Only bitterness and pain lie in waiting as my eyes close, there's no turning back now. I hope that Akame and Leone can forgive me for this, but as long as I can accomplish my goal of bringing the Empire to it's knees then it'll all be worth it.
- Makoto - Time: 17:00 - Forest of Fallen Death - Outskirts of the Capital
The dreadful world that I inhabit, is an cold and desolate place, it's filled with the death and decay that only few would enjoy. Filled with ruins of an fallen Empire and the creatures spawned from one of it's former servants, Dr. Stylish.
The abominations were unleashed unto the capital, killing man and woman alike in swarms. I was only weeks old by this point, so I hardly witnessed this first hand myself. That right goes to my mother and father whom fought against the experimental danger beasts, the battle ended when my father fell to the floor dead, protecting civilians from certain death at the cost of his own life. It was then that my mother recalled her forces, taking her fallen husbands body and leaving the Empire entirely. The Empire that she had sworn to protect, but when I think about it.
I understand why she did so, she put me over her duty.
Miles away from the Capital upon fleeing the carnage, my mother and her forces took residence in in the Northern Tribes territory. She immediately erected an beautiful opposing castle with it's own walls formed from her mastery of her Teigu. Her nickname of Ice Queen became reality as the survivors of the massacre soon begun relying on her for protection and security as they had back in the Empire. She granted them that, in return for complete obedience and servitude. My father's body laid resting inside a ice tomb inside my mother's quarters, preserving him so that they wouldn't be parted.
I only saw my father through that thick sheet of ice, his killing wound still visible across the chest. I often spent hours merely staring at him, I constantly asked my mother about the type of man that he was.
...Did he enjoy fighting strong opponents? What kind of outfits did he prefer to wear? The questions were endless, my curiosity insatiable.
From the ages of five, I was trained by my mother for combat and surivival. The climate of the Ice Kingdom led by her wasn't kind, but that was fine by me. For I had my mother's blood flowing through my veins, the blood of the Ice Demon. Thus, my chest also bore the same symbol as her own, and I had access to an dulled form of her powers too.
But something was missing and I didn't know what, I had everything that I would need to fight against the abominations of the world-
Until I saw it, until I saw it's beauty for my own.
Incursio.
The only thing that my father left behind, his own weapon and proof of his existence. I yearned to claim it for my own and eventually I was allowed too. My mother gave me Incursio upon my sixth birthday and I haven't let go of the sword since, upon my first activation. I had noticed that the armor that surrounded my body was akin to my father's yet notable differences were present, according to my mother. The crest of the helmet were lined with ice, and the gauntlets knuckles coated themselves in crystalline beauty. The two came one, Incursio and the Demon's Extract.
At that moment, I was my mother and my father at the same time.
It was beyond words.
And now here I am, ten years old and standing above the Forest of Fallen Death. Many years into the past, my reason for being here was simple. I would ensure my birth, and prevent disaster. The disaster that Dr. Stylish had somehow unleashed beyond the grave, I traveled here thanks to the Teigu, Chronos Key. The user themselves had been an good friend of mine, I have set predetermined variables for my inevitable return, so I shouldn't mess around anymore than necessary.
I will complete my mission, and meet my father- The Future belongs to the Ice Prince Makoto, I'll make it so!
Be patient, Mother. I'll be with you soon, together we shall raise the Empire to new heights of power!
Whew! Isn't this lovely? Hello guys, it's me! SingleYandereMale! The Author whom always upsets his readers by publishing new stories when he's behind on his schedule for the other ones! Aha, I'm kidding- I try and do my best for all my stories. Anyway abit unto this new story. As with the rest, I'll aim for least twenty chapters with about two hundred words per chapter with polls allowing you to decide some outcomes yourself.
This story came about shortly after I had first watched and read Akame Ga Kill's anime and manga respectively, I always wondered what the child of Esdeath and Tatsumi would look and behave like, including their powers. So I hope you enjoy Makoto, as long as I enjoyed thinking him up!
The cover art comes from Meranyssa, my dearest friend that I persuaded to join me in my Akame Ga Kill watching. So that's what Makoto looks like for reference!
Hope you enjoy the story! Stay tuned!
(P.S Expect Lemon. This is an Esdeath x Tatsumi fic, afterall ;) )