Japanese Title: Medira Takes A Shot! Only Her First Attack!
Translation: Medera Irimuko Higideppou! Bakkari Hajimete Fungeki!
By: Pro_V
Co-Authored By: rainflower
"This is nuts!" Eevy's fist flew through the air, "How the hell did he get to her like that?!"
"I don't know!" Lance leaned away from the oncoming punch and threw his own left towards her stomach, "But however he did and whatever he did, I'll break him for!"
"You and me both!" she crossed her arms in front of her face while pulling her middle back to avoid his hit, "I want that scum bag dead! Either that or maimed, healed, and maimed all over again!"
"Yeah! Just continuing that pattern sounds good to me!" he jumped away to get away from the swinging kick flying up towards him, "Watch where you're kicking!" he shrieked as her boot brushed his upper leg.
"Gotta be quicker!" she spun and cracked him across the face with her right fist, "You're too slow. Peter's a lot faster than even me! Come on now!" she backed away, "Hit me!"
"You've gone and asked for it now!" he started running, with her just awaiting his hit, "You're not even trying to move!"
"Nope," she blew on her fingernails and rubbed them on her shirt.
He threw a heavy left jab, expecting to send her flying. He happened to have been wrong, as she snatched his wrist and swung him around, not over. Unfortunately, she'd forgotten how heavy he was. He stumbled a bit and tried using her for balance, but simply pulled them both flat out onto the mat below. She landed right on top of him, causing him to heave for air a bit. He recovered awfully quickly, as he grabbed her around the waist to keep her from getting up.
"You may be faster, bit I'm still stronger," he snickered a bit as she tried to stand up.
"Shut up and let go!" she fought to get him off, "Come on! I'm nowhere near in the mood for anything of the kind!"
"I know that," he snatched her hair band and pulled it out, "I'm so mad at that Rubeus I can't even describe the monster of rage trying to get out. When I find him, I don't know what I'll do to him, but whatever it is, it'll be painful."
She put her hands over his, which were still around her waist, and laid her head back beside his, "She was one of my closest friends. She was my Medio Mistress. She was my traveling partner. We knew all the same problems and all the same trials, yet she left with him so easily."
He watched a tear drizzle down her right cheek and onto his left, "You don't need to cry, Eevy. We're going to fix this. We'll get her back," he sat up and pulled her to sit in his lap, "Don't worry. This will stop and Medira will be safe. No matter how long it takes or what we need to do; I promise."
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"Damn that Rubeus!" Jason slammed his fist on his dresser over and over again, "Son of a bitch! Where were the Beasts?! Why didn't they come and stop him?! Why didn't…Why didn't Eevy use the Crystal Bell?" his voice was suddenly low and thoughtful, "She didn't use that damn Bell. Medira might have stayed," he ran out his door, "if she had used the Bell."
He continued down the hall, still in shock over Medira being taken. You would be too, don't blame him! He was looking for someone to blame, and he'd just found a good reason to blame a certain girl with two-colored eyes. He tromped down the stairs to the gym and stopped at the sight of Eevy. Eevy's head shot up from the punching bag as she sensed the tension and anger roaring from Jason. If he really got going, she had no protection, as Lance had gone back upstairs. She stepped to the side of her previous target and snapped to position, fists bared and ready to punch.
"Jason, calm down," she cautioned as his eyes roared an emerald green, "Please listen, Jason. It was no one's fault that she left. The only one to blame is Peter. I know you're looking for someone to dump the guilt on, but it's not you, me, or anyone in this house."
"You're wrong," he stomped towards her a step, "It's your fault. If you had used the Crystal Bell, Medira wouldn't have left. The Beasts would have stopped her and kept her here. Instead you let her leave with him. You didn't even try."
"Jason, stop!" Eevy didn't want to beat the sense into him, "By the time I got the Bell from my room, they would have already been gone anyway. Besides, if you wanted me to do it, why didn't you say it then and there instead of waiting till the day after the fact?"
"Stop pinning the blame on me! This is all your fault!" he charged straight for her, using his speed at full-tilt.
No one was fast enough to avoid him when his speed was kicked on. He reached her before she even had the chance to move. He caught her right around the throat with his left hand and shoved her up to the wall. She grabbed his wrist helplessly and tried desperately to get him off. With this fit of rage and tension combined with his shock of losing Medira, there was nothing that could stop him. His eyes were burning their deep green and hers were watering in pain.
"This is your fault!" he raised his other fist up behind him, "You didn't even try, Eevy!"
"You don't want to do this, Jason!" she gagged and looked between his eyes and fist, "This isn't what you want! Hurting me won't bring her back!"
"No," he aimed a bit better, "And I don't care."
Will came stepping down the stairs and walked past the gym steps. He caught a feeling of immense pain from a familiar source and jumped down the stairwell.
"Oh shit," he breathed at what he saw, "Jason, no! Don't do it!"
"Why not?" Jason held his fist steady, "This is her fault!"
"Lance! Get down here, now!" Will looked up the stairs and then back to Jason, "Jason, don't hit her. Stay calm and think about what you're doing."
"I already did! That's why I'm doing this!"
"No, you didn't think. That's why. You took a spur of the moment decision and put it into use. You can't do this, Jason. It's not her fault," he stood to Jason's right and looked between Eevy and his fist.
Lance came jumping down the stairs, "What's up, Wi-," his eyes nearly fell out of his head, "Jason! Put her down!" he ran up behind him and fought the urge to hit him in the back of the head, "What the hell are you doing?!"
"This is Eevy's fault. She could have used the Crystal Bell and kept Medira here," Jason's face was nearly as hard as brick, "Medira would still have been here if she'd done her job."
"Jason, the Beasts would have come anyway, even without the Bell, if they thought what was happening was wrong. You know that," Will bit his bottom lip.
"They would have?" Jason's right arm started lowering.
"Yes. They would have come and helped us. You already knew that, Jason. This is not Eevy's fault, this is not your fault, this isn't even really the Beasts' fault; this is Peter Rubeus' fault."
"Let her go, Jason," Lance grabbed Jason's shoulder, "Please."
Jason's right arm fell to his side and his fist loosened. His grip on Eevy's throat was also taken away and the Champion Mistress slouched and toppled forward with the Elite Fourth jumping to catch her. Will slapped his hand on Jason's back and nodded slowly at his dazed expression as Lance laid Eevy out on the mat.
"What did I do?" Jason's face was blank, yet saddened.
"You did nothing. It was anger pushing through," Will turned him towards the steps, "Go to bed. We'll have a chat with some friends for you."
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"Crystal Bell!" Eevy stood in the center of the dining room, "Summon to me the Beasts of Legends! Ring of purity! Chime for me!"
The wind started blowing and the Bell rang about six times. Those three, now familiar, cries rumbled through the room. A trio of glowing figures emerged from the walls and floor as Entei, Raikou and Suicune slowly made their way to Eevy's side. The Bell's ringing slowly dissipated and the glowing of the Beasts died down. None of them looked at all cheery.
"We know of the girl," Entei watched the floor sadly, "and we are dreadfully sorry."
"Why did you not come?!" Eevy jumped and stomped the floor in front of him, "Why didn't you stop him?!"
"Peter's points were surprisingly good," Suicune shivered, "We do believe we may have misjudged Medira and possibly even Peter."
"Have you gone batty?!" Lance bugged, "What the hell do you mean you misjudged him?! He's a psychopathic loony toon!"
"We must have been wrong," Raikou looked as if he was actually going to cry, "They really are so very similar and he actually does seem to show some form of caring for her."
"Raikou, you're going nuts," Eevy nodded quickly, "You must be to believe you were that wrong about him! He tried to kill us; he can't be good!"
"You kill bugs, that doesn't make you evil," Suicune suggested.
"That has no take in this situation whatsoever," Lance shook his head, "You've got to be kidding me! The Beasts of Legends telling themselves, each other, and us that they're wrong? Not possible!"
"It's entirely possible. No one ever said we were to be right every single time," Entei drooped even lower.
"Yes, that's true. It's also entirely possible that we were wrong about the two of you or about Luri and Will," Raikou looked away.
Eevy and Lance nearly suffocated they gasped so hard. They looked to each other blankly, yet with the most depression and possibly a type of fear thrown in they gazes. They swallowed hard while staring towards one another. The Beasts had to be mistaken about being wrong. It wasn't possible that after all of this, all the problems they'd fixed, that it wasn't meant to be.
"No!" Eevy jumped, "That can't be true! Raikou, you're wrong! I won't accept the fact that you don't believe in your foretelling! You've got to be right!"
"Please, Raikou!" Lance shot to his feet, "Don't start doubting yourself! You can't honestly tell us you think Medira is meant for Peter! Peter's only companion should be his cellmate!"
"We're sorry," they laid down beside each other with their heads on their front paws, "This is no longer a place for us."
Eevy could have sworn her heart completely stopped functioning as the Beasts slowly became more and more of a translucent black, "W-What's going on?" she took a step back.
"They're becoming covered in doubt. The same thing that would have happened had you given up with the Crystal Bell," Lance swallowed hard and cringed, "They're disappearing. Look at the Bell!" he pointed to the Crystal Bell, which was also fading as it sat on the table, "Without the Beasts, there's no need for the Bell. They really are falling into doubt."
"No, Raikou!" Eevy shouted as they started slowly and completely disappearing, "Raikou! Don't go! I need you! You can't leave me!"
"Perhaps we'll meet again someday," Raikou said as the trio faded away completely, "Good bye."
Eevy inhaled a short gag, "No," she stepped back, "No! It can't be!" she threw her hands over her face and turned to run out.
Lance threw his arm out in front of her and stopped her, pulling her into a hug, "It's OK, Eevy. They'll come back once we prove how wrong they were about misjudging Medira," he could tell she was trying to stop crying, "It's all right to cry. Let it out, Eevy. Don't block it away like Will. It's fine," he pulled her hair band out again and ran his hand through her hair, "We'll fix this somehow."
"That bastard," she growled into his chest, voice broken and painful, "He's done it now. We don't stand a chance against him without the Beasts and now we don't even have the Bell to try to call them. What about Medira?"
"I don't know, Eevy. I don't know."
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"Your control is already getting better," Peter leaned up against the trunk of a tree as Medira stood and silently stared at the roaring fire in front of her, "Soon you'll be able to do much more than you ever thought."
"Like what?" Medira turned and folded her arms behind her back, "I know a lot already and it's only been two days."
"Yes, but two days well spent," he stood straight and cracked his knuckles, "You still have a long way to go, but how do you feel about target practice?" he paced around behind her and stopped to turn and face her.
"Target practice?" she cocked her head, "It's OK, but is it really necessary?"
"By all means, yes," he hooked his finger through her belt loop and turned her around to face him, "Not only is control important, but accuracy is as well. Especially with," he paused and moved his right hand to her shoulder, "moving targets."
"Moving targets?" she was being overly questioning due to the fact her mind was still foggy from the night before last.
"Yes," he gave his usual evil grin and leaned down a bit, "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
She caught the sight of his red eyes with her deep violet ones, "Yes," she nodded and felt their lips connect and slowly pull apart, "Yes, I would."
"Good," he went right back to kissing her again, "Then come with me."
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"Come on, you three. You guys have got to eat something," Will smacked his head on the wall, "The whole lot of you is going starve to death; you know that, right?"
"Yeah, we know," Eevy pulled the throw pillow over her face, "We just don't care."
"I'm never eating again," Luri grumbled and sat with her arms folded under her head at the chess table, "Never."
"I'd rather rot than eat something at this point," Jason buried his face in the arm of the couch, "I will never touch a speck of food again."
"Well you've got to eat someday unless you'd rather turn to dust an blow away!" Lance jumped, "Come on! Get up!" he grabbed Eevy's arm, "Let's go!"
"Get off!" she hit him away, "Go eat your own damn food and leave me the hell alone! We've decided to take a permanent break from eating and that's our choice, not yours. Thank you very much," she rolled over and rammed her head into the pillow.
"Leave 'em alone, Lance," Will grabbed Lance's arm, "Let's just go eat and leave them be for a while. After all, this is Medira and this is a very big deal. I honestly don't know how we manage to stuff ourselves full every meal, but we do it somehow. They're just not ready yet, so leave them."
"If the three of you ever decide fasting is a bad idea, which it most certainly is, we'll be in the dining room. You know where it is," Lance slowly walked out behind Will and continued to the dining room.
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"Where are we, Peter?" Medira looked blankly side to side as Peter looked carefully over a bush, "I recognize this place."
"Pursuing our moving targets, Medira," Peter's red eyes flared as he watched the building in front of them, "And there will be lots of them."
"Why are we here? We can't attack them! They're still my friends!" Medira stepped back a step and looked him over carefully.
"Medira," he contained himself and shot to his feet, "You need to learn control. Remember; they were trying to take your power away. They tried to get you to lock them away and never to use them again. Look at you now. You've got more power than you thought you would, don't you?"
"Yes, but-"
He slapped his index finger to her mouth to silence her and slowly exchanged it for his own lips, "If they were your friends, why did they try to hide your power? Why did they try to make you forget this wonderful way to make life yours if they were really your friends?"
"I…don't know," she looked away.
"Just listen to me, Medira. Come with me and you'll never have to worry about them trying to take your power ever again. Then we'll be able to celebrate a true victory," he narrowed his eyes and stared into hers, "Will you come?"
She looked around his shoulder at the Mansion and then back, "Yes, I will."
He snatched her wrist and pulled her along. He stepped over the line on bushes and pulled her over it, walking along the slightly shortened banks of snow and up to the cleared path of sidewalk. Telling her precisely where to stand, he turned to Rainbow Mansion with the most wicked of grins.
"Hey, angel-girl!" he called toward the house, "Somebody here would like a chat with you! Come on outside and we'll see if we can work something out!"
The sound of whipping cloth caught his attention and caused his head to shoot up. Eevy wasn't playing games, as she stood balanced on the edge of the roof, staring straight down at him. Her cloak flew to her left, showing her more usual attire of the bell-bottoms and T-shirt. Her hair, on the other hand, was down and flying with the breeze. Her blue and green eyes narrowed and sparked red at what she saw, but she contained her fury. That would be used in a later fight.
"What do you want, Rubeus?" that voice rang down through the chilly winter air.
He turned his ear towards her voice as if listening intently to every aspect of it, "I would like you to come down here. Your old buddy has some talents she'd like to show you. Up close and rotisserie."
"You've got me as close as you'll get me," she placed her right hand on her hip, "Whatever you've done to her I'm sure is not what's best."
"How would you know?!" Medira suddenly barked, catching Eevy's attention like a net does a butterfly, "You were never trying to help me at all!"
Eevy's jaw fell open, "Yes, we were, Medira. We were trying to help you by keeping you away from him, not sending you away with him! You can't honestly think he's helping you for your benefit, can you? All he does is for himself!"
"That's not true! I'm already doing better than I would have with Luri!"
"I won't believe that!"
"Go ahead and show her," Peter whispered, "Give her a taste of what this power can really do. Just go ahead and do it."
"What's he telling you, Medira? Whatever it is, don't listen!" Eevy took a more defiant stance, "Medira?"
Medira looked at her palm and started a roar of fire, "This is all for her," she muttered and looked up to Eevy, who stepped down from the edge, "This is what I've learned!"
The fire roared forward, heading straight for Eevy. Eevy ducked as quickly as she could, letting the fire-ball tear over her head and dissipate into the sky as it lost its heat, being so far from the cause. She stood up again and blinked a few times, processing that in her head.
"That is what the power is, angel-girl!" Peter's voice barked up to her, "The power to destroy! And she's learning that, more and more with each passing day! Give up or get fried!"
"I won't give up!" Eevy held out her palm, "Don't make me do this! I don't want to hurt you, Medira!"
"What are you going to do from up there?" Medira's laugh was slowly absorbing Peter's attitude, and his hiss.
"I can do a lot from this distance, my friend. Don't make me."
"Whatever!" another rip of fire slashed through the air; this one long and slender like an arrow, "Try your best!"
"You've brought this on yourself," Eevy's attack proceeded.
Medira was preparing another shot of flames when she suddenly buckled and bent down in pain. She slapped her hands over her ears and shrieked profanities wildly. Peter nearly flipped out of his skin at the sight of that. The burn in the back of Medira's neck was not one of fire, but one of another prying through her thoughts. Peter jumped to her side and looked her over with a face of what could have been called a type of worry.
"Medira, what's going on? Are you all right?" he was almost begging for an answer, "What the hell are you doing to her?!" he stood straight and hissed at Eevy.
"I'm seeing what you've done and I do not like it," Eevy's voice was flat and cold, as when doing this it was the only way for her to speak, "Medira is my friend, not your lover. This kind of affection you show is not real, Peter. Leave her to us and I'll promise to leave you in a minimum of ten pieces."
"Not on your scrawny life!" he turned back to Medira, "Come on, Medira. Straighten up and push her away."
"Will," Eevy raised her free index and middle fingers to her left temple, "Will, if you get this, I need you on the roof immediately. We have a level five emergency involving two returning fire-powered pals; both of which I'm sure Jason will want to talk to."
"Get out of my head!" Medira wailed, "Stop it! Leave me alone!"
Peter stood her straight, despite her bawling and pain and threw his arms around her, "Stand straight! Force her away!" the shadows started creeping closer, "We've got to leave."
The roof door burst open with Will and Jason tromping out, "What's going on?" Will leaned over the edge and looked down at the shrieking Medira, "What are you doing?!"
"Are you strong enough to get into Peter's thoughts?" Eevy stare and voice were both flat and deadly.
"Yes, but why?"
"Do it. Take his mind and mash it."
"I don't know about this. I mean, his head is pretty screwed up."
"Try anyway."
"Medira!" Jason rammed the bar so hard he almost flipped over the edge, "Medira! Get away from him!"
"I won't!" she cried and kept her hands on her head, "You don't understand, Jason! I can't do this alone!"
"Then let me help you, not him!"
"You don't know what it's like, Jason! You wouldn't be able to help!"
"Then help me understand! Help me help you!"
"Here goes nothing," Will shook his sleeves back, attacking straight into Peter.
Peter bent over in a quick jolt of pain but quickly, yet shakily, stood and took a stand against the blast, "You can't stop me, Logos. I'm used to your tricks! I can deal with the pain!" he raised his hand and threw a wave of heat for them, "This is the end for you!"
The roaring heat hit Eevy, throwing her back and halting her attempt. She hit the back wall and drooped down, leaving Will and Jason to stare evilly down at Peter and Medira. Both Medira and Peter shook themselves straight before standing tall and readying more fire.
"Medira! Don't do this!" Jason pleaded, "This isn't what you want!"
"How would you know?" she swung her arm forward, releasing the flames, "Good bye!"
"What do we do?!" Will jumped, "There's too much to duck and there's no way we could survive that!"
The rush of red collided with a sudden rush of blue, "I tried to help you, Medira," Luri stood on top the roof door, eyes glowing a violent blue, "I really did. But you let him take you anyway. You said your powers were a curse. I can guarantee if you go with him they will be."
"I won't listen to you! You're the one who tried to keep me from learning!" Medira's hands roared red when she wasn't even trying, "Peter! What's going on? Why's the fire coming? I'm not calling it!"
"She's losing control," Jason muttered, "What do I do?"
"Hold it back, Medira! Stop it!" Peter snapped, "Teach it who's boss!"
"I can't," Medira held her fists steady but couldn't contain the fire, "It's too much!"
Peter jumped up and threw his arms around her again, "We're leaving. This is far from over!" the shadow covered them and pulled them away, "We'll be back!"
"Bastard! Get back here!" Jason screamed, watching the shadow fly off into the woods, "I'll get you yet, Rubeus! Just you wait!"
"Eevy," Will shook her shoulder, "Come on. Wake up, Eevy."
Eevy's eyes blinked slowly open, "He's got one hell of a throw, that Rubeus," she pulled herself up with the edge of the roof, "He's gone, isn't he?"
"I'm afraid so. He got away yet again," Will looked up at Luri who was starting to calm and shook her head slowly.
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The shadow that came up in the center of the woods started to take on a 3D appearance. The color came into vision and Medira pulled herself away, running back a few steps and turning away from Peter. She stood and nervously bit her thumbnail, scared out of her wits as she felt the heat illuminating from her hands.
"Medira, what's your problem?" Peter snapped and reached for her shoulder.
"Keep back!" she swung and hit him away, "Don't touch me! Don't even get near me!"
"Why not? What's going on with you?" he pulled away and stepped back.
"I don't know. I can use the fire when I want to, but I can't always control it. I'm going to hurt someone! I should have known it wouldn't be this easy."
"No, it's not going to be that easy," he surprised himself, "But with time, it will be. You don't have to worry about hurting me, Medira."
"You're lying. I just know I'll do something wrong. I'm not taking any chances anymore."
"Chances?" he questioned, one eyebrow going up while the opposite eye narrowed, "That's what life is all about! Taking chances and risking things. That's what life is. Risks. You can't hurt me, Medira. I can stand up against any heat and flames. I won't leave you, Medira," he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back, "We're going to get rid of them together and end your problems. I promise you that."
"But what about someone else? Or something else? I could really do damage and that scares me. A lot."
"Things can be replaced, especially quickly when using our power. As for someone else, well," he laid a kiss on the base of her neck and turned to whisper in her ear, "There is no one else."
The Next Chronicle:
Temptations
Notes
OK…Who here votes to just wipe Rubeus out now? *bunch of hands go up* Well…That's a good sign, except that I see quite a few hands down…Man, some people…Anyways, that's really all I wanted to do…Heh. But I will thank rainflower again…And now, I'm off…
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