A/N: New chapter! :3 For those of you who've only watched the dub of CCS:
Chiharu = Chelsea
Takashi = Zachary
Rikka = Rita
Naoko = Nikki
Those are the characters mentioned in this chapter. For those of you who play and/or are good at chess, my moves might not be accurate... they're only used for the sake of this fic. For those of you hardcore Anime/Manga fans, the Clow Cards are used randomly in this fic, they're not captured, nor are they wild. Please don't sue. I've decided that I will post up this chapter today. :3
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"Good morning, Chiharu!"
"Hello, Takashi!"
"Good morning, Rikka! Rikka?"
"Eh? I was thinking about a pretty sword brooch I got the other day."
"Did you know that swords were invented by-"
"Lies, lies, lies!!!"
Under the clear blue sky, a few school children were innocently speaking and playing, unaware of their fate.
I move this pawn forward two spaces.
"Rikka? What's wrong?"
Rikka stared at the ground, not moving. Then, she looked up, chocolate eyes blank. The sword brooch on her collar glowed, then enlarged into a real sword.
"Where did that come from?!"
Rikka turned to the source of the voice, Takashi.
I move my pawn forward by one space.
Ignorant fool.
She stabbed the sword at him, but hit the wall behind him, instead.
"Rikka! What's wrong with you?!"
Rikka did not respond. Instead, she brought the sword slashing through the air, stopping it before his heart.
I take your pawn. Silly Destiny.
She pulled the sword back, and stabbed it into his chest. Crimson blood splattered everywhere, red rose petals falling to the ground, forming a pool of shining rubies.
"Why?"
Takashi whispered, voice filled with pain, salty tears falling from his once happy eyes. But then, they glazed over, like Rikka's, and he fell limp, pinned to the wall by the golden sword. Drip. Drip. His blood continued falling. Rikka's eyes returned to normal as she let go of the sword.
"R-Rikka!"
Rikka turned to Chiharu, hands still blood-stained.
"What happened?"
,dd>Rikka asked, voice innocent. Chiharu shook her head, tears threatening to spill. She slowly backed away, then turned and ran, a shocked expression still painted on her face. Rikka turned back to the wall, and saw Zachary. She uttered a surprised gasp.
Ah! I'm so stupid! But I'll use this bishop to take your pathetic pawn.
"Did I do this? Oh my God!! I-I'm so sorry!!"
"Sorry doesn't make him alive again, murderer."
Rikka looked up, tears on her face, to see Naoko, also crying. She held a peculiar book beneath her arm.
"I-"
"I must-"
Naoko's eyes glazed over when she suddenly stopped speaking.
"-eliminate you."
She said in a monotone voice.
"E-eliminate?! What do you mean?!"
Naoko opened the book to a blank page and took out a pen.
"And so Takashi rested peacefully in heaven. Knives circled around Rikka, then pierced into her, each like white hot iron. Rikka uttered a gasp. Then knives dug deeper into her, and she screamed as her blood, her life, beat out of her, forming crimson rivers. She exhaled her last breath, filled with pain, and fell to the lowest level of Hell, where she could never rest, for the knives still pierce her, and Takashi's spirit often haunts her. Takashi's blood disappears, but Rikki's stays to remind everyone of her wickedness."
Naoko closed the book and dropped her pen as she returned to normal. Looking around, she saw Rikka's body with her blood around it. Her eyes widened.
"Rikka!!"
'What happened?' Naoko wondered. She noticed the book.
"Create..."
Quickly, she flipped to the last page of writing and read her short passage, eyes widening even more than they already were. She reached for her pen to cross out the words. But, the wind held a force, which carried the book, ripped out the pages, and scattered them. Naoko reached for the pages, but the floated out of her reach, then disappeared along with the book, leaving behind a heartbroken Naoko.
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A/N: Bloddy. Yes, bloddy. Remember, when I say 'bloddy' I mean 'bloody'. :3 Please review.
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