The doe lay peacefully within the arms of her captor, her soft brown eyes fixed upon the harvest moon, impassive to the leech fastened upon her jugular, suckling her life blood from her with a burning thirst.
There was no sound within the woods of the A.C gym, the wildlife aware that a greater hunter walked among them. As the burning red eyes glanced upwards towards to back of the gothic mansion, they narrowed briefly, following the girl with the long hair as she descended the great oak staircase, pausing at the dark angels door.
" Thank you onna" the hunter purred, as he tenderly licked the deer's throat, healing the wound before releasing her from his embrace. Her sudden paralysis ending as she took off bounding back into the safety of the trees.
Moving with shadowy grace he rose from his crouching position on the ground, his eyes returning to black, colour flushing across his ivory skin as his sharp canines retracted.
" What are you up to princess?" he whispered, striding silently across the grounds, stopping beneath Hotura's window to listen to his lover talking with the tenshi. His predatory ears picking up Celeste's voice crystal clear.
As their conversation ended he frowned in thought, chewing his lip nervously and crossing his arms over his broad mesh covered chest.
" You promised me you would not go back there airen," he hissed, fear tingeing his words " Nataku protect you my princess come back to the blood god in one piece. Or I shall follow you back to your home and drag you back here by that braid of yours!!"
With a final glance at the window he pulled open the basement door, descending the stone steps and sealing the door behind him to block out the rising sun before laying down and entering the coma all vampires go into during daylight
" Do not die Celeste" Vampyre whispered before growing cold at the first rosy fingers of dawn.
" Teleport us"
" You are serious?! We are going to the underground gym?!1 that's the most insane thing I have ever heard!!"
" Listen pretty boy" snapped lese glaring violet fury at d " the top brass go there, Tura is the only one who can stomach the fights there and you Blondie can nab the codes from the bastards head…is this getting in or do I gotta speak slowly in case those locks didn't come outta a bottle?!!"
D looked furious, crimson flushed across his cheeks as he resisted the urge to do something evil with Lese's mind
" Try it junior" she smirked " I taken down better and smarter than you"
" Baka just do it," growled the voice from the stairs. Shock rippled across D's face as he turned to look at the shi no tenshi, all that was registering was leather…chains and very little of both. His fantasy joined them, leather hot pants, bra and knee high boots, dog collar and a collection of chains glittering round her waist. He stifled a whimper, as his throat went dry at the ability of seeing so much of Hotura Maxwell Yui
" Close ya mouth kid ya drool ain't good for the floor" sniggered the hell princess, making the boy go even redder
" Just take us there" snapped Tura looking pale and anxious, without thinking she took his hand ready to leave, her normally calm iron grip shaking a lil. Apprehension gnawed at D's belly, this wasn't his petite something was worrying her, and quite severely.
" Quit day dreaming" Lese's voice snapped him from his worrying, her tone for once dripping seriousness " lock on and lets roll, keep ya head up, dun make eye contact and act like you have every right to be there, they'll sense fear it an attitude thing" his blue eyes went wide, before he nodded and made them disappear in a flash of light reappearing at the location in Lese's mind. The abandoned warehouse seemed odd to d for the infamous dojo of blood
" This is it?" he laughed in disbelief
" Hold onto ya ass kid and welcome to the dark side" growled the hell princess pushing open the doors and striding in past two dark Goku's on the door.
" Nice to see you again princess" one smirked " we missed you"
" Missed you too babe" she winked leading the other two into the heart of the under world
Dark techno pulsed from massive speakers on the far wall, mingling with the cheers of the crowd clustered round the gladiator pit. A large neon bar ran the length of one side and was handing over what d knew was more than just drinks. What really made his eyes bulge we the girls dancing in the cages swinging over head, topped only by the slave auction happening next to the gladiator pit where pretty pouting girls were being sold off to leering masters. It was another world, but as he kept his eyes fixed on Lese's back he realised it was a one she belonged to.
Her fist connected crisply with a trainers nose as he swaggered over and looked her up and down, instantly regretting asking d how much she was, without a backward glance she stepped over the fallen, howling man and walked up to a woman sat high above the pit. All in black with one leg hooked over the arm of her chair, she smirked at Lese's approach, the two talking in hushed tones till the woman's nasal laugh cut through the droning of the packed crowd
" Very well princess take down the champion and you and your niece may compete"
" Lets rock" snorted lese vaulting down into the pit below yelling at the top of her voice " WHO WANT'S THE SHI NO HIMIES HEAD?!!"
" She's insane" whispered D as the gates slid back showing a giant of a bishie he'd never seen before, bishie was a kind word to attach to the monster that lumbered out roaring and brandishing an axe high with a grating animal sound, sending the crowd into euphoric blood thirsty spasms,
" She's not insane, she's death" whispered Hotura as her aunt raised her head to the 8 ft goliath leering at her and said the two words that was a prelude to death
" Lets dance"
He swung the axe round in a smooth arc as she twisted out the way to the left. Anticipating her dodge he let his free hand fasten round the bishojo's tiny corseted waist. With a snarl lese could feel her ribs buckle, but instead of screaming she laughed, her eyes rolling silver.
" Hit me baby" she whispered, her skin draining white as the roar of flames mingled with the monsters howl of pain. Hell fire swirled up round the arm that held her, tainting the air with the sickly smell off charred flesh, roasting the champion alive, in the scorching grip of the underworld.
He tossed her away as the masses cheered and banged their appreciation on the fenced walls of their arena. The air vibrating with the chant,
" Lady lady lady" lese gladiator name.
Mad with rage, the giant thundered towards the willowy woman, building ice in his hand to try and chill the hell princess's fury. The blue white bolt slithered through the air but a beat of Lese's wings took her high above the attack, but right into the line of another. The axe came up, the owner grunting with pleasure, his scared face twisting into a self satisfied smirk, as the bishojo seemed about to be dismembered. His fractured mind already dwelling on the pretty shiny patterns her entrails would make on the floor below.
He was denied however, with a wink, the pale skinned gothic beauty brought a slender hand to her lips and blew. Plunging him into inky night as the kiss of death swam through the dojo. He couldn't see but he could smell, he flared his nostrils catching the faint scent of citrus from Lese's hair and darted up a big meaty hand, fastening around her bare wrist painfully
" Ya shouldn't a oughta done that" came a sing song voice through the gloom, paralysis raced through his body making him roar in rage, before a scythe blade flashed in the darkness cutting off the sound as it sliced through his throat.
When the light came back into the room lese was stood over the kneeling giant, his eyes glowing red in anger as he chocked on his own blood. Now spraying a crimson fountain over the impassive princess and the sand floor, staining the ground a gory red.
" FINISH IT" roared the woman above, her face shinning with pleasure. To D's horror lese spun, her heel cracking off the fallen mans jaw, followed by a twisting ripping sound. He turned his head away as the head flew through the air and skidded across the sand before hitting the far wall. The woman he thought he knew then raised the scythe grinning, blood dripping off her and whispered.
" Ashes to ashes, dust to dust"
The place wild, the noise deafening, their queen was home
" WATASHI WA SHI NO HIMIE DESU!!" she screamed as the image above the dojo pit changed to that of Celestia, princess of death, face white, lips and hair black, bathed in the blood of another gladiator. D felt sick, scared and shocked. He was out of his depth and in over his head.
He concentrated instead on probing the crowd, somewhere in here was the swine with the access code they needed and it was his job to find it, if he was honest with himself it also kept his mind off Hotura now in the pit below
" How's it going psy boy?" he opened his eyes slowly, to look at the gothic queen now perched next to him
" I just saw hell on earth I'm just peachy" he snapped chasing the hint of a code he'd felt in someone's mind.
" Well now ya know what I'm capable of" she smirked before her face became serious " now you know why I left the tournaments, violence is addictive, total abandonment, helluva head rush"
" How is she?" Lese stood on the table and leaned on the wall, raising an eyebrow
" One just got dismembered limb from limb by her chains"
" She's…not hurt?"
The champion narrowed her violet eyes as the remaining three competitors held Hotura down, the girls face going pale as her scream pierced the air
" They're holding her down," she whispered. D's head snapped up, his eyes shinning white
" That'll scare the shit out of her, she can't take being held down!"
" I know" the bishojo turned her head away murmured to herself " he Chan, bro what the hell are we doing to ya baby?" cringing she listened as Hotura's anguish filled howl ripped through her head
" DADDY!!" Celeste was seconds from going in there and hauling the cretins off her niece when her eyes widened, for the briefest moment she thought she felt…. Shinigami? But that was impossible; her brother was dead along with Heero. Without thinking she ran to the fence in time to see a dark form rise up behind Tura and throw the three men off her with such force, ones head exploded on impact off the wall.
" …Duo" lese whispered, the shadow wrapped around the fallen angel, her tormented eyes snapping open, verging on a shade of midnight. She didn't glow, there was no bright explosion just the sudden absence of light emanating of Hotura.
" Whets happening?" muttered D by her elbow, nervously chewing his lip
" Ya girf is hitting 5th boy" she smirked enjoying him colour at the term girlfriend.
The tenshi's wings unfurled framing her chained and leather clad form, as two more sets of arms ripped from her back, each holding the blade of her tousan Heero. Dark energy skittered across her limbs as the cosmic level angel of death screamed what she'd always held back, even at her most violent
" UNHOLY UNION"
The Fuuma had little time to register the words as the symbols raced across the ground once the tear fell, blue and red glimmering on the floor as power tossed Tura's hair into a dark storm behind her.. Rising up his limbs twisted and snapped, the lower half being clawed and dragged to hell, as his upper half was pulled sky word.
The angel watched impassively, the light glinting in her blank obsidian eyes, as a strangled scream broke Fuuma's lips, fire swirling round his legs, scorching them in a hot embrace. Even members of the crowd turned away as with a crack, the spine separated from the pelvice. The skin began to rip under the strain it was under, warm crimson blood oozed out into a swirling bloody vortex round him. Half disappeared into the floor, drank down greedily by the underworld. The rest of the fluid was sucked from his body heavenward, with a burning thirst. The bishonen became blue, bloodless and broken. With a final twist of Hotura's hand the corpse exploded in all directions, a grotesque shower of sinew, fluids and flesh splattered across the arena, already cooling before it landed.
One down one more to go.
This time she didn't play, the meat hooks imbedded into the Vegeta's back hauling him up in the air. His ki blasts did little to the tenshi; it was as if she was on another plane. It was with a dream like calm she shoved her fist into his chest, shattering the bone and pulping the muscle behind them till her hand reached it's goal. Slipping in the soft slick organs, her hand grasped round his heart, yanking it free of his body and crushing it in her palm, the blood still in it trickling down her arm in spidery patterns.
With a strangled sob the life came back into Tura's eyes as the hand of death slipped from her mind. Like a child she fell to the floor curling on her side shaking, terrified of what she'd become. Still trembling the extra limbs faded as kali the goddess of death and destruction left Hotura alone in the middle of the arena floor.
" D" said lese slowly swallowing and glancing nervously at the awed spectators. " Ya got the codes babe?"
". Oui" he stuttered his eyes wide and fearful
" Get down there and get her out of there, then let's go home. I hope Feia faired better where we sent her"
" You want me to go near…that!!" he hissed pointing at the terrified woman lying on the blood stained ground below, he regretted it as soon as Lese's hand smacked across his cheek, her eyes blazing in anger
" You know nuthin about what it is to be her! You wanted her well it's time to think about others other than ya fucking self D SHE NEEDS YOU!!" she snapped before adding in a his " you claim you want her for more than just ta get ya rocks off now's when ya start proving it!"
Nodding he picked the fallen angel off the floor, stunned when she clung onto him and whimpered burying into his shoulder. She was broken, he'd wanted her to show affection but not at this price
" Shhhh petite " he whispered, stroking her hair and joining Lese's side, hugging the bishojo close, trying to calm her down. With barely a backward glance lese led them out of the nightmare world and back home, thought for how long home would be safe was another matter.
Back in the arena another angry young woman blanked the catcalls and leers thrown at her as she shrugged off her black trench coat, exposing dangerous curves encased in red vinyl and framed in a mass of silky straight black hair. The van leered at the girl already happy in this match the winner owned the others body. She bishojo gestured summoning a monster of a sword and raised and elegant eyebrow, a striking clue to her family tree
" Van of the yushimitzu trainer?" she asked quietly, he insanely grinned in response. She nodded briefly before raising flashing violet eyes
" You attacked sorata of the angel gym in an ambush, that was not wise" the black winged angel snorted in reply, clearly pleased he had half killed the angel gyms bishonen. Balling his fist he raised the girl into the air and encased her in an energy field, shrinking it round her rapidly.
To his surprise the girl did little but bow her head, the web of black silk falling round her face as light twisted round her blade. In her mind was sora's pale face as she'd held him in her arms when she'd found him
" Baka" she whispered, tears slipping down her cheeks, before her head snapped up, her hands gesturing as black wires broke the ground, lashing round the vans, arms, legs, torso and neck. Pulling him choking and struggling
" CRUCIFY," she snarled, the earth shaking under the force of the black cross shooting out of the sand. With a grunt the man was lashed to it, howling as spikes pierced his skin from the cables. His attack failed, the woman spread blood red angel wings to keep airborne and throwing her hands wide, stakes nailing into his hands and feet leaving him screaming in agony.
The dojo owner leaned forward excitedly at the new arrival, watching the angel land on the cross above him and plunge her sword into his chest with savage malice, turning and pulling her hand brutally down on one of the wires, the metal biting deep into his skin and severing his head, falling to the ground along with her tears.
" For sora you kuso yaro" she whispered landing and folding her wings heading for the exit.
" KAMEKA SHIRO YOU MUST STAY AND FIGHT IT IS THE RULES YOU CAN'T LEAVE" called the owner, a predatory gleam shimmering within her eyes. The girl turned retrieving her coat and replied simply
" I would like to see you try and enforce that woman" before walking out the doors. The owner's eyes boring into her back before reaching for her cell
" Yes the fights are going well, no I lost van…to damn angel gym I don't care if they were not to be targeted first…you owe me…deal with it angel falls too" with a self satisfied smirk she then sat back in her chair to oversee her kingdom of blood once more
There was no sound within the woods of the A.C gym, the wildlife aware that a greater hunter walked among them. As the burning red eyes glanced upwards towards to back of the gothic mansion, they narrowed briefly, following the girl with the long hair as she descended the great oak staircase, pausing at the dark angels door.
" Thank you onna" the hunter purred, as he tenderly licked the deer's throat, healing the wound before releasing her from his embrace. Her sudden paralysis ending as she took off bounding back into the safety of the trees.
Moving with shadowy grace he rose from his crouching position on the ground, his eyes returning to black, colour flushing across his ivory skin as his sharp canines retracted.
" What are you up to princess?" he whispered, striding silently across the grounds, stopping beneath Hotura's window to listen to his lover talking with the tenshi. His predatory ears picking up Celeste's voice crystal clear.
As their conversation ended he frowned in thought, chewing his lip nervously and crossing his arms over his broad mesh covered chest.
" You promised me you would not go back there airen," he hissed, fear tingeing his words " Nataku protect you my princess come back to the blood god in one piece. Or I shall follow you back to your home and drag you back here by that braid of yours!!"
With a final glance at the window he pulled open the basement door, descending the stone steps and sealing the door behind him to block out the rising sun before laying down and entering the coma all vampires go into during daylight
" Do not die Celeste" Vampyre whispered before growing cold at the first rosy fingers of dawn.
" Teleport us"
" You are serious?! We are going to the underground gym?!1 that's the most insane thing I have ever heard!!"
" Listen pretty boy" snapped lese glaring violet fury at d " the top brass go there, Tura is the only one who can stomach the fights there and you Blondie can nab the codes from the bastards head…is this getting in or do I gotta speak slowly in case those locks didn't come outta a bottle?!!"
D looked furious, crimson flushed across his cheeks as he resisted the urge to do something evil with Lese's mind
" Try it junior" she smirked " I taken down better and smarter than you"
" Baka just do it," growled the voice from the stairs. Shock rippled across D's face as he turned to look at the shi no tenshi, all that was registering was leather…chains and very little of both. His fantasy joined them, leather hot pants, bra and knee high boots, dog collar and a collection of chains glittering round her waist. He stifled a whimper, as his throat went dry at the ability of seeing so much of Hotura Maxwell Yui
" Close ya mouth kid ya drool ain't good for the floor" sniggered the hell princess, making the boy go even redder
" Just take us there" snapped Tura looking pale and anxious, without thinking she took his hand ready to leave, her normally calm iron grip shaking a lil. Apprehension gnawed at D's belly, this wasn't his petite something was worrying her, and quite severely.
" Quit day dreaming" Lese's voice snapped him from his worrying, her tone for once dripping seriousness " lock on and lets roll, keep ya head up, dun make eye contact and act like you have every right to be there, they'll sense fear it an attitude thing" his blue eyes went wide, before he nodded and made them disappear in a flash of light reappearing at the location in Lese's mind. The abandoned warehouse seemed odd to d for the infamous dojo of blood
" This is it?" he laughed in disbelief
" Hold onto ya ass kid and welcome to the dark side" growled the hell princess pushing open the doors and striding in past two dark Goku's on the door.
" Nice to see you again princess" one smirked " we missed you"
" Missed you too babe" she winked leading the other two into the heart of the under world
Dark techno pulsed from massive speakers on the far wall, mingling with the cheers of the crowd clustered round the gladiator pit. A large neon bar ran the length of one side and was handing over what d knew was more than just drinks. What really made his eyes bulge we the girls dancing in the cages swinging over head, topped only by the slave auction happening next to the gladiator pit where pretty pouting girls were being sold off to leering masters. It was another world, but as he kept his eyes fixed on Lese's back he realised it was a one she belonged to.
Her fist connected crisply with a trainers nose as he swaggered over and looked her up and down, instantly regretting asking d how much she was, without a backward glance she stepped over the fallen, howling man and walked up to a woman sat high above the pit. All in black with one leg hooked over the arm of her chair, she smirked at Lese's approach, the two talking in hushed tones till the woman's nasal laugh cut through the droning of the packed crowd
" Very well princess take down the champion and you and your niece may compete"
" Lets rock" snorted lese vaulting down into the pit below yelling at the top of her voice " WHO WANT'S THE SHI NO HIMIES HEAD?!!"
" She's insane" whispered D as the gates slid back showing a giant of a bishie he'd never seen before, bishie was a kind word to attach to the monster that lumbered out roaring and brandishing an axe high with a grating animal sound, sending the crowd into euphoric blood thirsty spasms,
" She's not insane, she's death" whispered Hotura as her aunt raised her head to the 8 ft goliath leering at her and said the two words that was a prelude to death
" Lets dance"
He swung the axe round in a smooth arc as she twisted out the way to the left. Anticipating her dodge he let his free hand fasten round the bishojo's tiny corseted waist. With a snarl lese could feel her ribs buckle, but instead of screaming she laughed, her eyes rolling silver.
" Hit me baby" she whispered, her skin draining white as the roar of flames mingled with the monsters howl of pain. Hell fire swirled up round the arm that held her, tainting the air with the sickly smell off charred flesh, roasting the champion alive, in the scorching grip of the underworld.
He tossed her away as the masses cheered and banged their appreciation on the fenced walls of their arena. The air vibrating with the chant,
" Lady lady lady" lese gladiator name.
Mad with rage, the giant thundered towards the willowy woman, building ice in his hand to try and chill the hell princess's fury. The blue white bolt slithered through the air but a beat of Lese's wings took her high above the attack, but right into the line of another. The axe came up, the owner grunting with pleasure, his scared face twisting into a self satisfied smirk, as the bishojo seemed about to be dismembered. His fractured mind already dwelling on the pretty shiny patterns her entrails would make on the floor below.
He was denied however, with a wink, the pale skinned gothic beauty brought a slender hand to her lips and blew. Plunging him into inky night as the kiss of death swam through the dojo. He couldn't see but he could smell, he flared his nostrils catching the faint scent of citrus from Lese's hair and darted up a big meaty hand, fastening around her bare wrist painfully
" Ya shouldn't a oughta done that" came a sing song voice through the gloom, paralysis raced through his body making him roar in rage, before a scythe blade flashed in the darkness cutting off the sound as it sliced through his throat.
When the light came back into the room lese was stood over the kneeling giant, his eyes glowing red in anger as he chocked on his own blood. Now spraying a crimson fountain over the impassive princess and the sand floor, staining the ground a gory red.
" FINISH IT" roared the woman above, her face shinning with pleasure. To D's horror lese spun, her heel cracking off the fallen mans jaw, followed by a twisting ripping sound. He turned his head away as the head flew through the air and skidded across the sand before hitting the far wall. The woman he thought he knew then raised the scythe grinning, blood dripping off her and whispered.
" Ashes to ashes, dust to dust"
The place wild, the noise deafening, their queen was home
" WATASHI WA SHI NO HIMIE DESU!!" she screamed as the image above the dojo pit changed to that of Celestia, princess of death, face white, lips and hair black, bathed in the blood of another gladiator. D felt sick, scared and shocked. He was out of his depth and in over his head.
He concentrated instead on probing the crowd, somewhere in here was the swine with the access code they needed and it was his job to find it, if he was honest with himself it also kept his mind off Hotura now in the pit below
" How's it going psy boy?" he opened his eyes slowly, to look at the gothic queen now perched next to him
" I just saw hell on earth I'm just peachy" he snapped chasing the hint of a code he'd felt in someone's mind.
" Well now ya know what I'm capable of" she smirked before her face became serious " now you know why I left the tournaments, violence is addictive, total abandonment, helluva head rush"
" How is she?" Lese stood on the table and leaned on the wall, raising an eyebrow
" One just got dismembered limb from limb by her chains"
" She's…not hurt?"
The champion narrowed her violet eyes as the remaining three competitors held Hotura down, the girls face going pale as her scream pierced the air
" They're holding her down," she whispered. D's head snapped up, his eyes shinning white
" That'll scare the shit out of her, she can't take being held down!"
" I know" the bishojo turned her head away murmured to herself " he Chan, bro what the hell are we doing to ya baby?" cringing she listened as Hotura's anguish filled howl ripped through her head
" DADDY!!" Celeste was seconds from going in there and hauling the cretins off her niece when her eyes widened, for the briefest moment she thought she felt…. Shinigami? But that was impossible; her brother was dead along with Heero. Without thinking she ran to the fence in time to see a dark form rise up behind Tura and throw the three men off her with such force, ones head exploded on impact off the wall.
" …Duo" lese whispered, the shadow wrapped around the fallen angel, her tormented eyes snapping open, verging on a shade of midnight. She didn't glow, there was no bright explosion just the sudden absence of light emanating of Hotura.
" Whets happening?" muttered D by her elbow, nervously chewing his lip
" Ya girf is hitting 5th boy" she smirked enjoying him colour at the term girlfriend.
The tenshi's wings unfurled framing her chained and leather clad form, as two more sets of arms ripped from her back, each holding the blade of her tousan Heero. Dark energy skittered across her limbs as the cosmic level angel of death screamed what she'd always held back, even at her most violent
" UNHOLY UNION"
The Fuuma had little time to register the words as the symbols raced across the ground once the tear fell, blue and red glimmering on the floor as power tossed Tura's hair into a dark storm behind her.. Rising up his limbs twisted and snapped, the lower half being clawed and dragged to hell, as his upper half was pulled sky word.
The angel watched impassively, the light glinting in her blank obsidian eyes, as a strangled scream broke Fuuma's lips, fire swirling round his legs, scorching them in a hot embrace. Even members of the crowd turned away as with a crack, the spine separated from the pelvice. The skin began to rip under the strain it was under, warm crimson blood oozed out into a swirling bloody vortex round him. Half disappeared into the floor, drank down greedily by the underworld. The rest of the fluid was sucked from his body heavenward, with a burning thirst. The bishonen became blue, bloodless and broken. With a final twist of Hotura's hand the corpse exploded in all directions, a grotesque shower of sinew, fluids and flesh splattered across the arena, already cooling before it landed.
One down one more to go.
This time she didn't play, the meat hooks imbedded into the Vegeta's back hauling him up in the air. His ki blasts did little to the tenshi; it was as if she was on another plane. It was with a dream like calm she shoved her fist into his chest, shattering the bone and pulping the muscle behind them till her hand reached it's goal. Slipping in the soft slick organs, her hand grasped round his heart, yanking it free of his body and crushing it in her palm, the blood still in it trickling down her arm in spidery patterns.
With a strangled sob the life came back into Tura's eyes as the hand of death slipped from her mind. Like a child she fell to the floor curling on her side shaking, terrified of what she'd become. Still trembling the extra limbs faded as kali the goddess of death and destruction left Hotura alone in the middle of the arena floor.
" D" said lese slowly swallowing and glancing nervously at the awed spectators. " Ya got the codes babe?"
". Oui" he stuttered his eyes wide and fearful
" Get down there and get her out of there, then let's go home. I hope Feia faired better where we sent her"
" You want me to go near…that!!" he hissed pointing at the terrified woman lying on the blood stained ground below, he regretted it as soon as Lese's hand smacked across his cheek, her eyes blazing in anger
" You know nuthin about what it is to be her! You wanted her well it's time to think about others other than ya fucking self D SHE NEEDS YOU!!" she snapped before adding in a his " you claim you want her for more than just ta get ya rocks off now's when ya start proving it!"
Nodding he picked the fallen angel off the floor, stunned when she clung onto him and whimpered burying into his shoulder. She was broken, he'd wanted her to show affection but not at this price
" Shhhh petite " he whispered, stroking her hair and joining Lese's side, hugging the bishojo close, trying to calm her down. With barely a backward glance lese led them out of the nightmare world and back home, thought for how long home would be safe was another matter.
Back in the arena another angry young woman blanked the catcalls and leers thrown at her as she shrugged off her black trench coat, exposing dangerous curves encased in red vinyl and framed in a mass of silky straight black hair. The van leered at the girl already happy in this match the winner owned the others body. She bishojo gestured summoning a monster of a sword and raised and elegant eyebrow, a striking clue to her family tree
" Van of the yushimitzu trainer?" she asked quietly, he insanely grinned in response. She nodded briefly before raising flashing violet eyes
" You attacked sorata of the angel gym in an ambush, that was not wise" the black winged angel snorted in reply, clearly pleased he had half killed the angel gyms bishonen. Balling his fist he raised the girl into the air and encased her in an energy field, shrinking it round her rapidly.
To his surprise the girl did little but bow her head, the web of black silk falling round her face as light twisted round her blade. In her mind was sora's pale face as she'd held him in her arms when she'd found him
" Baka" she whispered, tears slipping down her cheeks, before her head snapped up, her hands gesturing as black wires broke the ground, lashing round the vans, arms, legs, torso and neck. Pulling him choking and struggling
" CRUCIFY," she snarled, the earth shaking under the force of the black cross shooting out of the sand. With a grunt the man was lashed to it, howling as spikes pierced his skin from the cables. His attack failed, the woman spread blood red angel wings to keep airborne and throwing her hands wide, stakes nailing into his hands and feet leaving him screaming in agony.
The dojo owner leaned forward excitedly at the new arrival, watching the angel land on the cross above him and plunge her sword into his chest with savage malice, turning and pulling her hand brutally down on one of the wires, the metal biting deep into his skin and severing his head, falling to the ground along with her tears.
" For sora you kuso yaro" she whispered landing and folding her wings heading for the exit.
" KAMEKA SHIRO YOU MUST STAY AND FIGHT IT IS THE RULES YOU CAN'T LEAVE" called the owner, a predatory gleam shimmering within her eyes. The girl turned retrieving her coat and replied simply
" I would like to see you try and enforce that woman" before walking out the doors. The owner's eyes boring into her back before reaching for her cell
" Yes the fights are going well, no I lost van…to damn angel gym I don't care if they were not to be targeted first…you owe me…deal with it angel falls too" with a self satisfied smirk she then sat back in her chair to oversee her kingdom of blood once more