+Obsidian Glass Rose+
by Origami Hoshi, Spinel Sun, and Hikari no Genki
+Chapter 9: Tears+
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything
but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has
always got there first, and is waiting for it."
~Reaper Man, Terry Pratchett
Ori: Oi, there folks!
Suppi: And welcome to the next chapter of OGR!!
Ori: We're back to updating now. ^^;; -sweatdrop-
Suppi: And Gen promises to be back soon.
Ori: And Meta is on vaca. -.-;; Lucky duck.
Suppi: Oh yes, and we've been using a lot of the duel monsters in our story, so here's a list.
Harpie Lady Sisters à Harpie Sisters
Water Omotics à Umiko
Water Mage à Aqua Madoor
Renorian and Ronen à Gemini Elves (Male Version)
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The Harpie Sisters stepped backwards, their eyes watching the silver orbs as their masters stepped out of the shadows. The first, with a cascade red hair that fell down his back freely like a wave of blood, smiled wickedly at the three messengers before him. The other, his face more innocent and with long braided hair of gold, looked at his enemies with sincere sorrow, if nothing else.
"I'd like you to meet my warriors, the Gemini", chuckled Hiraku as he stood, eyes sparkling with devious delight, "Renorian and Ronen. I hope you do not find their company boring. In fact, I'm sure you will be just screaming with excitement…" The Lord of Deception gave them a short wave before backing into the shadows of his throne, dissappearing to who knows where.
"Stand your guard!", commanded the pink-haired sister, Harumi, taking a defensive stance with her whip in her right hand. Her sisters, Kiyora and Rilka, ruffled their long, soft wing feathers, seemingly ready should they be attacked.
"Zephyr's Touch!!", the blonde suddenly called, pointing a slender finger at the trio of harpies. As sudden as the chant, waves and whisps of white magic flew to the tip of his index finger, rushing out at the target at it's master's call.
"El curse it!", yelled Kiyora, pushing her green-haired sister Rilka out of the way as the magic spell came hurtling towards them through the air from the tip of the user's finger, "Elves. They're El-cursed elves! Only elves have magic like that!! And they have magic!!"
"Magic?! Don't you think that's a little obvious!?", remarked Rilka angrilly, shoving her sister off, "It doesn't matter! I can take these losers on!" The green-haired harpie lunged forward, unleashing the fury of her whip upon the blonde-haired elf.
"Wind Sheild!", the attacked cried, putting his hands up for defense. The whip crashed into a hovering blue shield of protective magic called on by the blonde elf and flew back at it's owner, Rilka.
"It's no good!", shouted Harumi, "Let's get out of here!" She spred her wings and began to prepare for flight, along with her sisters. A chuckle came from the red-haired magic user as he pointed his palms at them.
"Death's Tone!"
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"Marik!", Kiram shouted, practically throwing the door off it's hinges as he made his way into the room, heart and mind filled with panic.
"What?!", a surprised, but nonetheless familiar voice shouted back, it's owner giving Kiram a strange look. The young vampyre blinked a moment, not sure of what to do following his intrusion, but, settling for a flying hybrid mix of a hug and tackle.
"Marik! Marik, Marik, Marik! Are you okies? Sekhmet… And, and, and the cup.. Hiraku!! Sekhmet… Eww! And she was all dead and…", the blonde rambled on, wrapping his arms protectively around the lover he had spent so much time worrying about.
"Whoa! Slow down there…", advised the other blonde vampyre, carefully stroking Kiram's messy golden locks, "Why did you burst into the room yelling my name again?" Kiram took a deep breath, calming down slightly at Marik's touch.
"I was going to go bothe- err, check on Sekhmet, and I went in her room and she was on the ground, dead as … uhm.. one of those shiney things on the door", repeated Kiram in a more sensible way, "And Nephthys was no wherings. I thought whoever killed Sekhmet was coming to get you!"
"Baka…", the other replied affectionately, "I wouldn't die that easily, and you know it, dummie." Kiram gave Marik a pout-ish look, sticking out his tongue defiantly at the other blonde cutely.
Suddenly, a shadow was cast over the two hugging forms from the wide-open door way. An unwelcome, Egyptian vampress stood in the door way, two cups of red liquid in her tan-skinned hands. Kiram's eyes narrowed dangerously at the intruder, suspicious dripping from his gaze. Undaunted, Nephthys smiled.
"Hello there boys, just thought you might like a drink…", she offered, her eyes glazed over with frightening madness, "You should drink it, while it's still fresh." The younger of the two male vampyres continued to watch her suspiciously, his companion's expression betraying no feelings.
"Nephthys", Marik said calmly enough, "I didn't expect to see you here. Are you aware that your sister is laying dead in the middle of your room on the floor?" Nephthys's smile wavered momentarily, but she made her entrance to the room with out faltering.
"Why… yes, it's.. very unfortunate", the vampress said quickly, almost hastily, "It was very shocking to me. I'm at a terrible loss." But her voice showed no concern or sorrow for the loss of her sister Sekhmet's life. Her eyes shed no tears and her steps did not falter.
"Indeed…" Don't you think you should tell Hiraku-sama? Marik pressed on mentally, feeling Kiram's grip on him tighten protectively as the young one glared untrustingly at Nephthys, who had set the goblets down on a near by desk.
Hiraku is very busy. She replied by way of explaination, watching Kiram cautiously, feeling his almost angry gaze. Hiraku? Don't you mean, Lord Hiraku? Hiraku-sama? Asked Marik again, suspicion growing by the moment.
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Yami silently entered room number 1567, following his instincts to the room that Bakura had hastilly advised that they leave behind on their first hunt. I know you're in here somwhere, he thought to himself, probably causing some strife, no doubt…
"Bakura…", the child of the night began, seeing a white-haired form on the bed. But, he stopped.
It became apparent, that on the bed, their pale skin covered in moonlight, that their were two white-haired boys, and not merely one. The more fragile looking one clutching almost desperately to the other's shirt, his face streaked with tears of longing and years of lonliness. Just those two. Clinging to each other like nothing else in the world mattered. And nothing did matter to them. Nothing but the warmth of each other's embrace.
Yami could not bring himself to break that, but inside of him, his own longing resurfaced. His need to hold his own koi again. He turned to leave, feelings racing wildy.
On the door, something caught his crimson eyes. A yellow sticky note had been stuck there upon the wood. It clearly read in clear handwriting that had once written things like, 'I love you, Yami', or , 'Meet me at 5 o'clock! – Yugi'. Only this time, the note read, 'Room # 3657. Jou and Seto. Be back in the morning, Ryou. - Y'
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"Queen Mai!!", an urgent call of a messenger broke through the silece of the Harpie Queen's reserved thoughts, "Our seers have received a message from Queen Anzu Thetis of the Seafolk. They say it is very, very urgent. Should I have them bring the message in?"
The blonde queen looked up, her violet eyes flashing like a storm. She nodded shortly. The doors to her throne room pushed fully open admitting four Siren Mages dressed in elegant, wavy green material. The stood as though they were four corners of a square, and in the center of that square, a magically produced image of the Seafolk's queen, Anzu Thetis, stood in all of her glory.
"Lady Mai. I must warn you immediately. Do not send messenger or warriors to the House of Deception. I repeat, it is far too dangerous to send messengers or warriors to the House of Deception", the wavering image of Anzu warned, her face an etched picture of worry and stress. There, the message ended.
"You see why we worry, your Highness, you have already sent the Harpie Sisters, and we fear for their lives", the messenger babbled on, "Can we not send help?"
"No", answered Mai Audara firmly, "We must heed to Lady Anzu's warning. No one, Harpie or Siren, will be sent to their doom by this Queen if I can help it. However, if I cannot destroy this tyrant with my own people, then his vampyre children will. Leave me and my mages, I have some work to do!"
"Yes, your Highness!"
The servant quickly bowed and backed out of the room, leaving the queen and her four magicians alone in the vast room to do a little plotting.
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Ori: Yay!
Suppi: Okay, we finally updated.
Ori: Any shortness or crappiness is quickly appologized for.
Suppi: Er, yeah, what she said.
Ori: Oh yeah, and we'd like to say tenku to Vera for updating her story, Sundial, if you haven't read it yet, goooo doooo ttthhhhhaaatt riiiiiigghhht now!
Suppi: Yes, quite.
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