Angel wings
Disclaimer: I own new charas, my insanity and that, see that right there, no to the left of you, no your other left.
Warnings: New Charas, Angst, Violence, Blood, Death
Rated: PG-13 Just to be on the safe side
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Sealed within thine metal blade
Lies dormant a curse with the blood of thy masters
If one is not pure thy will be destroyed with what thou hath made
Dark as night
Red as dawn
The one with a pure heart will be chosen with right
-The Ancients of Tengoku and Jigoku
The air shifted as the blade cut through it, signaling the robotic Hunters to attack without mercy implants. A swell of centipedes rushed towards the awaiting group. Some fidgeted nervously while they kept their eyes trained on the warrior in front of them who hadn't moved. Others bravely stood waiting for the signal to strike.
Jack's eyes went past the advancing machinery and into the other's mans gaze. They held his own and smirked. A low voice pushed past his barriers and into the recessed part of his mind. There it taunted him, trying to scare him. Fear was it's name and the warrior would not let him win.
The machines were several yards away when Jack let out a battle cry and raised his katana high in the air as he charged the aggressors of hatred. His army obediently followed, spreading like wildfire but it was he who first drew blood. The samurai rushed through the first of the bugs but the second wave of ants converged him. He swung sideways, decapitating a bug and jumped to the right as it exploded. Next to him a Triseraquin fought bravely beside a Woolie, using the thick side of the mammal for coverage of physical contact while he fired at a nearby metal wasp.
Jack sidestepped an aerial attack from a suicidal bumblebee and dragged his blade along the underside of it's metal flesh, black blood trailed along the ground and everyone it flew over as it careened out of control and into a giant praying mantis that had ganged up on some of the white apes. Jack twisted to the left and rammed his sword backwards into a beetle, he then whirled and sliced again.
Moving through the heavy sea of fighting bodies, the warrior caught another glance at Yurei who was watching the fight with a little gleam in his eyes. No one had been able to get to him yet. Beside him one of Gangsters let out a shower of bullets from semi automatic and plowed a path to the awaiting demon, he had to go for it now before the window closed and he would not have a second chance. Dashing through the closing space he brought his katana high in the air extending to strike, once close enough. The demon calmly walked towards him, bringing his own sword across a Woolie's back. The creature cried out and stumbled to the ground, hurt but still able to fight. He proved this by turning around and striking at Yurei who dodged the blow quite easily and sent the mammal flying backwards with one of his own punches.
Jack growled and struck forward, attaining sparks as his blade raked across the other man's sword. Yurei smiled again and pushed the Japanese man away from him but this time following afterwards with a strike of his own. Reacting with learned speed the Japanese man blocked and compensated with his own attack, accomplishing nothing more then a smirk from his rival.
Do you truly think you can win with this wretched group of village people, Samurai Jack?, Yurei taunted, holding his own as the warrior leaned into his lunge. He furrowed his brow and said nothing, shoving forward and gaining a few stumbled steps from Yurei.
The demon narrowed his eyes, his first outer appearance of anger and bared his teeth. His grip tightened on his sword and he took a running leap at Jack. The warrior's eyes widened and he obstructed with a quick twist of his sword and body. Yurei let out a hiss when the tip of the Japanese man's blade sliced at his wings. Black blood dripped from the tiny wound.
So you do bleed demon, Jack said. I see the true color of your soul.
Yurei let out a low gruff laugh. What soul? I was not given one. Again the man lunged forward but this time his fist followed his blade, sending the warrior backwards. Jack winced and tasted a warm coppery flavor on his lips, he stood to his feet and spat, making a design of crimson in the pale earth. The warrior faced the demon and held his sword out.
You did not answer me Samurai, do you think you can win? Yurei trailed his sword in the soil in front of him.
Jack's gaze never left the man but the grating noise the sword was making was beginning to get on his nerves. He glanced down for a brief moment and looked back up. His eyes widened, Yurei was gone. The Japanese man spun around, looking wildly for the spawn of hatred. In spite of the thinning sea of fighting bodies that surrounded him, he couldn't see anything but he knew that demon was somewhere.
Why do you hide demon?, Jack shouted. Face me like a man.
I am not a man, a voice slithered behind him. The warrior spun around and saw nothing. But a god. Again he turned and was faced with open air.
Coward. You hide behind Aku's magic.
Jack turned and saw Yurei standing a few feet away from him. he raised his blade in front of him, challenging the samurai. If we are destined to fight, then so be it Samurai Jack.
With a yell that only belonged to a creature of pure evil, Yurei attacked. He slashed across Jack's chest but the warrior dropped to his knees and swung his leg out in a sweeping motion. The demon saw this and jumped up just as Jack stood to his feet. In mid jump Yurei twisted his body and side kicked the warrior in the side, who blocked with a well placed forearm.
Jack back flipped and his heel caught the chin of Yurei. The dark blood trailed from the corner of his mouth and he brought a thumb up and wiped it away. He then flicked out the long claws and swiped at the warrior's face. Jack felt the sting of them, and the sharpness that were close to his eyes, causing him to close them in fear of getting hit. His ears caught the sound of metal cutting through air, using reflexes more then his mind Jack raised his sword up and caught Yurei's blade with his own. A distinguishable crack, told him that the demon's sword was not protected by magic.
The Japanese man twisted around the demon and brought his sword down on the ebony wings, near the shoulder blade. A roar echoed across the battle field, not loud enough to disturb it but enough for the ones who were close enough to winch.
Jack backed away at the rage that burned fiercely in Yurei's eyes. Clutching his right wing, charcoal blood oozed from the nearly severed limb. His breath came out raggedly and sweat trickled from his brow. I didn't want to kill you Samurai but now
Yurei dropped the remaining part of sword and wrapped his arms around himself. His dark eyes clouded over and he drew the damaged wings to his body again. The demon then spread them and shifted them back and forth, again creating a wave of dust to arise. The dark claws reappeared.
All you want to do is kill my Father and take my Mother from me. I wont let this be. A battle screech later, Yurei pounced on the warrior.
Take my Mother from me,' Jack repeated the phrase in his mind. It sounded odd coming from the demon before him. It was harshly spat at him but there a undertone that the Japanese man could not place. What was it. A moment later he was pinned underneath the demon that was tearing mercilessly at him with his claws and giving him a few good roundhouse punches. Jack shifted his body weight and flipped backwards, Yurei following.
Jumping to his feet Jack felt the dozens of bloody marks across his body, screaming in pain. His vision blurred for a second as he watched the slashes bleed through his white garments, spreading along the fibers in a random pattern. The warrior realized his katana was not where it was supposed to be. It lay in the middle of a battle, alone, forgotten, and at Yurei's feet.
The creature backed a few steps from it as if he was afraid of it and looked at Jack. He smiled when he saw the affliction glowing in them. Reaching for the sword Yurei saw Jack charging him out of the corner of his eye. He brought his hand back, extending the hit the warrior but as he flung his arm, the Japanese man caught the fist and attacked with his own.
Stumbling backwards the demon's seed twisted mid fall and kicked at the samurai, using his body as an anchor, he then back flipped and in doing so grasped Jack's sword in his hand. Grinning madly like a Cheshire cat, the creature held the weapon in his hands and turned it on the warrior.
Jack froze when he felt the steel tip of the his blade under his chin. A little pressure was added attaining a few drops of bright red blood that slid off the smooth surface. Suddenly the blade was removed and held at a jabs distance. Yurei voice rang in his ears. It made him sick to hear the calm tone and suppressed fury behind it. Do you think you can win with this?
Jack faced the demon. Surprise showed itself on Yurei's face before he quickly masked it. This is merely a tool of destruction, it is the warrior and his strength behind the blade that will win.
Yurei growled. Your utterance of empty words tire me. ButI will allow you to speak a few moreso that your soul will go quietly. I am waiting Samurai Jack.
The warrior lowered his head and closed his eyes, listening to the sounds of war around him. I am sorry, he whispered after a long pause.
The demon's words were caught off when a well aimed arrow struck him in the shoulder. Blinded with pain, Yurei clawed at the shaft, removing his gaze from the samurai.
Sensing an opportunity the warrior rose to his feet and reached for his weapon just as Yurei realized his fatal mistake. The two struggle for dominance over the blade when Jack felt the other man's hands slip off the blood covered hilt. A punch to the cheek dazed his vision and the form of Yurei blurred creating a dark shadow, something snapped in the back of Jack's mind and he let out yell.
Gripping the hilt of his sword with both hands he drove forward with his blade into soft flesh. Yurei gasped and his eyes widened, a river of blackness poured from his parted lips as his body jerked forward, collapsing onto the samurai.
His vision cleared, Jack saw what he had done and caught the falling man. He slid his katana free and dropped to his knees.Yurei sank to the ground but was supported against the warrior. His hands shaking, he brought them to the gushing wound and watched the ebony liquid flow over his white skin. He then looked up at Jack who watched him with wide eyes.
I was created for one thing, he gasped. Now that my task has been completed there is no reason for me to be on this earth.
the warrior breathed.
You of all people should know. I I never wanted to hurt her She was my Mother. I Yurei closed his eyes briefly and reopened them. it hurts beyond physical pain Father isn't perfect he created me with a heart.
The demon grasped Jack's robe. You have to beat him and save my Mother He's he's using her Yurei continued. Jack cringed, ignoring the black life that flowed onto him. You've never killed someone before have you Samurai Jack.
he whispered.
The demon smiled, but this time there was honor in this one. Neither have I. But I hope you kill another demon He does not love her The fist that held the warrior's clothes tightly, loosened and dropped to the ground. The struggling breath for air ceased and the dark eyes closed themselves forever to world.
Jack lowered the still body to the ground. Rest weary soul, your battle is over. He crossed Yurei's arms and bowed his head. When he looked back up, the man was gone, his body turned to dust. The only thing left was the black blood that mingled with the earth.
A girl's voice called. The warrior looked up and saw one of his friends. You okay Aibou?
I'm fine little neko, stay by your brother's side.
Don't call me that!, the voice shouted back but was lost in the sounds of battle.
Jack stood wearily to his feet and picked his sword up. He wiped the sable blood off and sheathed it. The samurai brought his gaze his up at the looming castle of darkness that awaited him with unknown evils, then back at the people of the land fighting. He watched everyone struggling for their freedom, he felt Shi's struggle for her freedom. He saw many defeats and victories and felt Shi's defeat. He could hear many voices coming from the field of war, encouraging him to go forward, he heard Shi's voice calling for deliverance.
Hold on Shi, I'm coming.' Picking his way through the mass of fighting steel and flesh, the warrior ducked into the castle unscathed. Immediately a feeling of evil washed over him and he gasped at the darkness. He was strong and forced the evil from him as he wandered down a darkened hallway. He ran his hand along the wall, felling his way through the twisted maze of halls, while his other hand never left the hilt of his sword.
A small light grew at the end of the tunnel and the warrior felt something dark coming from it. Edging closer, he wa caught unaware by a glare of light. Shielding his eyes with a hand he peered over them and gasped. Crimson and coral flames leaped towards him in a frozen rage. A gaping mouth of darkness leered closely in front of him. A tall obscure figure stood in the shadows. The samurai drew his sword out and faced the person . The figure moved and swayed back and forth.
Jack yelled. I have come for Shi and the freedom of the people of this earth. Show yourself demon! The figure moved towards him silently and the Japanese man eyes widened in disbelief. He shook his head and unconsciously sheathed his katana.
his voice quavered with confusion as the silent woman weaved her way to him. Her normal blue kimono was replaced with a flowing black robe that hugged her figure, it trailed on the ground and was held closed only by a black sash wrapped around her tiny waist. Her ebony hair, twisted up and secured, little pieces of her black locks fell from it and were colored in a deep crimson. Her skin paler then normal and her eyes were glazed over like an polished stone. The once pure ivory white wings were now a glowing pitch-black.
Hello warrior, it's so good to see you again.
Rae: (Walks into living room and see's OMWOS eating Pocky) Hey, I thought you were locked up in the closet.
I was, but I got out.
Rae: (Looks where closest door was. There's nothing left but bent hinges) Uh
Flaming green scythe, never leave home without it (OMWOS continues eating Pocky) Oh, next chapter on it's way. Peace, my Aku loving sisters.