Prelude
Bidou Yui hastily threw on her lab coat, not pausing to even
fasten the buttons. Once again, she was late for the lesson. Finding
her composure, she flew out the door of her dorm residence and down
the hall. She hesitated in front of the door to the lab, deciding how
to make her entrance as inconspicuous as possible.
She had always faced a slight problem with punctuality. Although
she was very serious about her task, the most professional of the five
witches, at least outwardly, her mind was her own and often it lost
track of such matters. It was the only reckless quality she had, for
every other vein that ran through her body was pure diligence to her
craft. Most of the time, anyway.
Inhaling a deep breath, prepared to be lectured by Terurun or
scoffed at by Kaolinite, she opened the door to the lab. The Witches
Five had since decreased to only three young female scientists; Herself,
known professionally as Viluy, Terurun, and the twins, Cyprine and Pichurol, who proved to be more a single being than two seperate sisters. Eudial and Mimete had since passed on, due to their own insuffiency in their duty. Due to this, the lab seemed surprisingly empty that morning. At first, this seemed normal to Viluy, for six bodies were barely able to be found in such a massive laboratory, but on second thought, things seemed to be even more bleak this particular morning than they had been before. She began to peruse the endless halls, becoming slowly frightened at their emptiness, searching for another living soul in the room. (Even Kaolinite's face would've been a welcome sight at that moment.)
But, fortunately for Viluy, the first person she stumbled across was
Tomoe Souichi, the mentor and professor of the Witches Five Death Busters. His handsome face was a stunning sight for her own disoriented ice colored eyes. But today, his velvet brown eyes, which usually held a certain softness of affection for her, seemed serious and alarmed.
"Viluy," he spoke her name softly, but with urgency. Viluy nodded in response. He continued tensely, "Terurun has failed. You are the next in
line."
This is a comprensive journal, put together by myself, Bidou Yui, of the
climax of my time as a member of Tomoe Souchi's Death Busters. I
apologize for my own harshness of opinion toward Kaolinite and my
own fellow witches. Due to my own past and my upbringing, my cruel
outlook is much expected. However, every word I put forth here holds definite truth, so read further and I hope you will gain more perspective on the organization known as the Death Busters.
-Yuri Viluy
Bidou Yui hastily threw on her lab coat, not pausing to even
fasten the buttons. Once again, she was late for the lesson. Finding
her composure, she flew out the door of her dorm residence and down
the hall. She hesitated in front of the door to the lab, deciding how
to make her entrance as inconspicuous as possible.
She had always faced a slight problem with punctuality. Although
she was very serious about her task, the most professional of the five
witches, at least outwardly, her mind was her own and often it lost
track of such matters. It was the only reckless quality she had, for
every other vein that ran through her body was pure diligence to her
craft. Most of the time, anyway.
Inhaling a deep breath, prepared to be lectured by Terurun or
scoffed at by Kaolinite, she opened the door to the lab. The Witches
Five had since decreased to only three young female scientists; Herself,
known professionally as Viluy, Terurun, and the twins, Cyprine and Pichurol, who proved to be more a single being than two seperate sisters. Eudial and Mimete had since passed on, due to their own insuffiency in their duty. Due to this, the lab seemed surprisingly empty that morning. At first, this seemed normal to Viluy, for six bodies were barely able to be found in such a massive laboratory, but on second thought, things seemed to be even more bleak this particular morning than they had been before. She began to peruse the endless halls, becoming slowly frightened at their emptiness, searching for another living soul in the room. (Even Kaolinite's face would've been a welcome sight at that moment.)
But, fortunately for Viluy, the first person she stumbled across was
Tomoe Souichi, the mentor and professor of the Witches Five Death Busters. His handsome face was a stunning sight for her own disoriented ice colored eyes. But today, his velvet brown eyes, which usually held a certain softness of affection for her, seemed serious and alarmed.
"Viluy," he spoke her name softly, but with urgency. Viluy nodded in response. He continued tensely, "Terurun has failed. You are the next in
line."
This is a comprensive journal, put together by myself, Bidou Yui, of the
climax of my time as a member of Tomoe Souchi's Death Busters. I
apologize for my own harshness of opinion toward Kaolinite and my
own fellow witches. Due to my own past and my upbringing, my cruel
outlook is much expected. However, every word I put forth here holds definite truth, so read further and I hope you will gain more perspective on the organization known as the Death Busters.
-Yuri Viluy