Gott und die welt (All the world and his brother) by Inya elen
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz!!!! Though I wish I did ^-^ SHULDIG IS SO BISHIE!!!!!...Gomen -_-
*Misura* Thank you misura-san! I'm so happy you loved the first chapter. Yeah I hate OC's too! ^_^
Chapter 2
Just as Aya was unsheathing the dagger Nagi burst through the door in time to throw the assailant into the far wall, making a large indent. Sliding down the pasty colored wall, Aya laid in a crumpled heap. For what seemed like an eternity, he opened his eyelids to find four men standing over him. One was that Crawford guy, the other was his..brother, Shuldig and the other two he'd never seen before. One had an eye patch and numerous scars all over his chest and looked like he was some sort of murderer/rapist. The other was a young boy who looked about the same age as Omi and he had a cold stature about him. Crawford spoke. 'Hello young Aya, these are my other two associates. The young one is the Nagi you're looking for and the other is Farfarello.'
'Can I keep the new kitty?' Farfarello purred and gazed at Crawford. Crawford just gave him a weak grin and Farfarello went back to licking his blade in content.
'As you can see, Shuldig spoke, You're highly outnumbered dear brother. Don't worry though, we won't kill you just yet, we have many more games to play.' Aya remained silent and stiff as he took in the words his brother was saying. He could feel him trying to invade his past, as Crawford did, but he now erected a wall there that could last forever. It had almost broke when he had gazed upon the monster his brother had truly become. They were the devil's advocates and they wouldn't live, Aya though and he frowned. All of a sudden his eyes grew heavy and he fought to keep them open, knowing he would die if he fell unconscious. Finding an ounce of strength he found the dagger behind his back, thinking he could get mild revenge and thrust it into the closest person's foot, Farfarello's. Bad idea, Shuldig thought, as the yellow-eyed madman smiled and backhanded his brother across the face, knocking him out.
Aya woke up in a cold sweat and found himself in his own room. He was seriously contemplating if it was all a dream and there was no Shuldig. Suddenly he realized he was still dressed in the clothes of yesterday and his back hurt profusely. Stifling a yawn the red haired man climbed out from under the sheets in hopes to take a shower. Maybe he could wash away the traces of intruders from his thoughts. Standing by the bathroom door he found it closed and pressed his ear up to it. All that could be heard was Omi's tasteful, yet horrible singing voice drowning out the water. That's okay, he thought, he needed some coffee anyway and to read the paper. Stumbling over to the brewer he poured a large cup of it and sat down to the table that was currently occupied by Yohji and ken.
'Morning Aya-kun!' they chimed. He managed to mumble out a 'hn' and picked up the paper to read the latest news. 'GIRL IN LOCAL HOSPITAL DIES AFTER BEING IN LONG-TERM COMA' Aya leaped up throwing the coffee over himself and started choking on the remains in his mouth. His stomach started burning and he needed to throw up, badly. Rushing for the sink he emptied whatever remained over the past few days and slumped onto the floor. His two comrades practically threw the coffee on themselves when Aya jumped. The echo of 'Aya' was all that could be heard throughout the small apartment, even now, drowning out Omi's mournful song.
She was all he had left..he spoke to himself, all which was pure in this fucked world. All he could manage to do was lay on the sofa, not thinking, just cleaning out all the memories of her. Maybe he did it so he could move on, maybe because he knew she probly wouldn't have ever woken up but she at least WAS alive. That first night was the only time he'd cried, not only for his sister but his parents as well. He knew denial was not the right thing, as he curled into a protective ball, but it was all he could do.
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Crawford had predicted this. That's what Shuldig had repeated in his mind over and over when he found out Farfarello killed her. Raped and killed his little sister. Yes, she was in a coma, so she couldn't feel anything but he still wanted to kill Farfarello. Wanted to gut his body and his mind out like a fish, but that's harder to do to a shark and they bite. The ideals of Schwartz and Takatori were what kept him sane, ever since his Oniichan lost his mind. Shuldig's thoughts were interrupted when a very bloody Farfarello walked into the living room. ~Who's blood IS that Farf? ~ He asked the man's mind. The only reply was one he didn't want or expect. ~Your sister's~. For a moment the color of fire lept into Shuldig's eyes and he growled as to pounce like a tiger. Yet, he kept himself under control because if he didn't he would end up destroying the minds of all of Schwartz, maybe even his own. That thought frightened him more then anything, even death. That didn't stop him from picking up the bloody bastard*scuse the pun*and beating the living shit out of him though, not that it affected the Irishman in the least. Fucking god-hating bastard Shuldig thought as he tossed the man into the same wall Aya hit. He knew he'd get revenge upon Schwartz when the time came, maybe when he found his own answers. Of course those only laid in the minds of his victims, predecessors and family. A maniacal laugh squeezed itself from his lips and threatened to crumble his world, his hell. Tonight they would feast upon some innocent minds and get themselves closer to damnation. Weiss Kreuz will fall.
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After a long week Aya finally found his strength to live on, but only when he heard the next mission. Manx was there when Persia spoke to them. 'Weiss, there has been a growing amount of gang activity; we have strong reason to believe that 'Hikaru Enterprises' is behind these mass killings. Manx has the coordinates to find these beasts and hunt them down. Be on your guard Weiss, this gang seems to be far less predictable them we'd like. White hunters of the dark, hunt down the future of these black beasts.' With that the masked man was gone. Manx assumed everyone was in and printed up papers of the building they'd have to raid. 'Kill the men running this organization and the killings should stop', she stated to the boys, we apologize for not getting you more information for the last case'. Manx then left to leave them to their plans and thoughts. As usual Omi was working on the computer information and Ken, Yohji and Aya came up with the plan to stakeout the building. Everyone gathered around Omi for a second to receive earpieces so they could fully communicate and with that they were off to kill another demon.
Aya's thoughts the whole time were jagged and his head in turmoil. He was deeply hoping this would be connected to Schwartz and with Yohji and Ken beside him he had a great chance to destroy them. The night he woke up after being with Schwartz he decided against telling his team-mates about them, it was too connected to his brother to chance it. His long black jacket hugged his body as the warm wind blew and his senses were on fire. The three broke into the building careful not to trip any alarms and walked around. They were trying to find the directors room, anything that could give them a solid lead to the criminals. All stopped when they reached the door that read 'Director M. Takatori' and Aya drew in a breath. Where had he heard that name? It was a name he loathed but yet he didn't know the man. After the meeting with Schwartz he lost so much of his past, blanked out by them possibly, or maybe he did so himself. Whatever violated him might be in this room, he had to think that.
Clutching his katana's handle he creaked open the door and careful to not make any noise he stepped inside. The room was dark and not at all inviting. This doesn't feel right..lLike someone was ready to jump on them, or this was a very twisted birthday surprise. Suddenly the light flipped on by itself and Weiss stood facing the men of Schwartz. 'Hello men of Weiss, I hope you enjoyed this short hunt. We expected you and got Mr Takatori as far away as possible', Crawford laughed. 'Of course it was easier to predict after raping Ran-kun's mind' Shuldig sneered. Yohji and Ken glanced around as puzzled as ever, who was Ran? They looked at Aya to find an answer and found him with his eyes closed and his head down.
'Ran is my real name' he stated firmly. 'But your names Aya, ken said, you were always Aya' Now it was Ran's turn to look confused. Of course bickering started between Weiss over Ran's/Aya's name and all of Schwartz sighed. ~This is getting nowhere~Suldig thought to the others, ~lets just kill them now~ Farfarello hissed in his mind. With that the madman lunged at Ken, attempting to hit any form of flesh with his knife. This caused both groups to lunge at each other, all hoping someone would die. Aya was fighting Shuldig, Yohji was doing pretty good against Crawford and Nagi and ken had Farfarello.
In this midst of the chaos two people were talking mentally to each other. Shouting words of hate, guilt and death.
~Dear brother, how long have I waited for this? ~ ~Probly too long~ Ran thought back ~I have a question though.what need did you get when you killed mom and dad? ~ With that he sneered lewdly at Ran. Crimson orbs pierced wide-eyed at the question and seemed to search for the answer. ~They perished in a plane crash that you set up..YOU KILLED THEM SHULDIG! ~ ~Nuh uh uh, you're DEAD wrong~ and Shuldig kneed his brother in the gut so he would be immobilized. Talking out-loud now, everyone could hear the truth. 'Remember Ran, don't block out your past. Remember that night..'
His eyes burned again, no; no I don't want to remember! Ran thrashed around and felt the cold of snow all around him. He opened his lids and saw he lie in a vacant alley in town that looked to be close to his old house. Getting on his feet he gazed at the hazy surroundings, hoping to see Youji or ken anywhere. 'You're not in the building anymore, a chilling figure said out of the shadows, you're in the recesses of your brain, and inside that wall you built.'
Ran stood in a fighting stance, soaking in that fact and his neighbourhood. All of a sudden he spotted a grey house on the corner, it sported a red car in the driveway and a snowman on the lawn. Ran smiled at the thought of his family being alive and rushed over to the lonely house. Turning the knob he found it unlocked and let himself inside. Suddenly he felt dizzy as the ground caught up with him but he caught himself. Lying now on his hands and knees he looked over the walls. Blood splattered almost every inch of the house, so fresh...he put his hand on one of the walls. So warm.. he thought. Wh-who would have done this? He stammered out loud and rose back up slowly. Walking up the blood soaked stairs he could hear crying coming from his parents room. When he opened up the door to the room he couldn't believe it. There lay his younger self clutching a blood and organ soaked katana, crying. Where once slept his parents were now bloody corpses that looked to be in a state of decay. Ran re-closed the door and got down the stairs as best he could. Shock etched his face along with guilt, and he remembered. Marching out of the house, he dropped knees first into the freshly fallen snow and cried. These weren't normal tears; these were ones of blood and sorrow. Just as he remembered, he sat here just the same, crying this red liquid...No..he sobbed and rubbed his hand upon his face, which left behind a crimson streak.
The figure of Shuldig now looked upon him and the killer looked back.. Guilty.
Author's note: AHH! I did it; I got the second chapter up. I'm not sure how many chapters I should make, but hey I didn't even get to the climax yet ^_- please R&R!
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Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz!!!! Though I wish I did ^-^ SHULDIG IS SO BISHIE!!!!!...Gomen -_-
*Misura* Thank you misura-san! I'm so happy you loved the first chapter. Yeah I hate OC's too! ^_^
Chapter 2
Just as Aya was unsheathing the dagger Nagi burst through the door in time to throw the assailant into the far wall, making a large indent. Sliding down the pasty colored wall, Aya laid in a crumpled heap. For what seemed like an eternity, he opened his eyelids to find four men standing over him. One was that Crawford guy, the other was his..brother, Shuldig and the other two he'd never seen before. One had an eye patch and numerous scars all over his chest and looked like he was some sort of murderer/rapist. The other was a young boy who looked about the same age as Omi and he had a cold stature about him. Crawford spoke. 'Hello young Aya, these are my other two associates. The young one is the Nagi you're looking for and the other is Farfarello.'
'Can I keep the new kitty?' Farfarello purred and gazed at Crawford. Crawford just gave him a weak grin and Farfarello went back to licking his blade in content.
'As you can see, Shuldig spoke, You're highly outnumbered dear brother. Don't worry though, we won't kill you just yet, we have many more games to play.' Aya remained silent and stiff as he took in the words his brother was saying. He could feel him trying to invade his past, as Crawford did, but he now erected a wall there that could last forever. It had almost broke when he had gazed upon the monster his brother had truly become. They were the devil's advocates and they wouldn't live, Aya though and he frowned. All of a sudden his eyes grew heavy and he fought to keep them open, knowing he would die if he fell unconscious. Finding an ounce of strength he found the dagger behind his back, thinking he could get mild revenge and thrust it into the closest person's foot, Farfarello's. Bad idea, Shuldig thought, as the yellow-eyed madman smiled and backhanded his brother across the face, knocking him out.
Aya woke up in a cold sweat and found himself in his own room. He was seriously contemplating if it was all a dream and there was no Shuldig. Suddenly he realized he was still dressed in the clothes of yesterday and his back hurt profusely. Stifling a yawn the red haired man climbed out from under the sheets in hopes to take a shower. Maybe he could wash away the traces of intruders from his thoughts. Standing by the bathroom door he found it closed and pressed his ear up to it. All that could be heard was Omi's tasteful, yet horrible singing voice drowning out the water. That's okay, he thought, he needed some coffee anyway and to read the paper. Stumbling over to the brewer he poured a large cup of it and sat down to the table that was currently occupied by Yohji and ken.
'Morning Aya-kun!' they chimed. He managed to mumble out a 'hn' and picked up the paper to read the latest news. 'GIRL IN LOCAL HOSPITAL DIES AFTER BEING IN LONG-TERM COMA' Aya leaped up throwing the coffee over himself and started choking on the remains in his mouth. His stomach started burning and he needed to throw up, badly. Rushing for the sink he emptied whatever remained over the past few days and slumped onto the floor. His two comrades practically threw the coffee on themselves when Aya jumped. The echo of 'Aya' was all that could be heard throughout the small apartment, even now, drowning out Omi's mournful song.
She was all he had left..he spoke to himself, all which was pure in this fucked world. All he could manage to do was lay on the sofa, not thinking, just cleaning out all the memories of her. Maybe he did it so he could move on, maybe because he knew she probly wouldn't have ever woken up but she at least WAS alive. That first night was the only time he'd cried, not only for his sister but his parents as well. He knew denial was not the right thing, as he curled into a protective ball, but it was all he could do.
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Crawford had predicted this. That's what Shuldig had repeated in his mind over and over when he found out Farfarello killed her. Raped and killed his little sister. Yes, she was in a coma, so she couldn't feel anything but he still wanted to kill Farfarello. Wanted to gut his body and his mind out like a fish, but that's harder to do to a shark and they bite. The ideals of Schwartz and Takatori were what kept him sane, ever since his Oniichan lost his mind. Shuldig's thoughts were interrupted when a very bloody Farfarello walked into the living room. ~Who's blood IS that Farf? ~ He asked the man's mind. The only reply was one he didn't want or expect. ~Your sister's~. For a moment the color of fire lept into Shuldig's eyes and he growled as to pounce like a tiger. Yet, he kept himself under control because if he didn't he would end up destroying the minds of all of Schwartz, maybe even his own. That thought frightened him more then anything, even death. That didn't stop him from picking up the bloody bastard*scuse the pun*and beating the living shit out of him though, not that it affected the Irishman in the least. Fucking god-hating bastard Shuldig thought as he tossed the man into the same wall Aya hit. He knew he'd get revenge upon Schwartz when the time came, maybe when he found his own answers. Of course those only laid in the minds of his victims, predecessors and family. A maniacal laugh squeezed itself from his lips and threatened to crumble his world, his hell. Tonight they would feast upon some innocent minds and get themselves closer to damnation. Weiss Kreuz will fall.
****
After a long week Aya finally found his strength to live on, but only when he heard the next mission. Manx was there when Persia spoke to them. 'Weiss, there has been a growing amount of gang activity; we have strong reason to believe that 'Hikaru Enterprises' is behind these mass killings. Manx has the coordinates to find these beasts and hunt them down. Be on your guard Weiss, this gang seems to be far less predictable them we'd like. White hunters of the dark, hunt down the future of these black beasts.' With that the masked man was gone. Manx assumed everyone was in and printed up papers of the building they'd have to raid. 'Kill the men running this organization and the killings should stop', she stated to the boys, we apologize for not getting you more information for the last case'. Manx then left to leave them to their plans and thoughts. As usual Omi was working on the computer information and Ken, Yohji and Aya came up with the plan to stakeout the building. Everyone gathered around Omi for a second to receive earpieces so they could fully communicate and with that they were off to kill another demon.
Aya's thoughts the whole time were jagged and his head in turmoil. He was deeply hoping this would be connected to Schwartz and with Yohji and Ken beside him he had a great chance to destroy them. The night he woke up after being with Schwartz he decided against telling his team-mates about them, it was too connected to his brother to chance it. His long black jacket hugged his body as the warm wind blew and his senses were on fire. The three broke into the building careful not to trip any alarms and walked around. They were trying to find the directors room, anything that could give them a solid lead to the criminals. All stopped when they reached the door that read 'Director M. Takatori' and Aya drew in a breath. Where had he heard that name? It was a name he loathed but yet he didn't know the man. After the meeting with Schwartz he lost so much of his past, blanked out by them possibly, or maybe he did so himself. Whatever violated him might be in this room, he had to think that.
Clutching his katana's handle he creaked open the door and careful to not make any noise he stepped inside. The room was dark and not at all inviting. This doesn't feel right..lLike someone was ready to jump on them, or this was a very twisted birthday surprise. Suddenly the light flipped on by itself and Weiss stood facing the men of Schwartz. 'Hello men of Weiss, I hope you enjoyed this short hunt. We expected you and got Mr Takatori as far away as possible', Crawford laughed. 'Of course it was easier to predict after raping Ran-kun's mind' Shuldig sneered. Yohji and Ken glanced around as puzzled as ever, who was Ran? They looked at Aya to find an answer and found him with his eyes closed and his head down.
'Ran is my real name' he stated firmly. 'But your names Aya, ken said, you were always Aya' Now it was Ran's turn to look confused. Of course bickering started between Weiss over Ran's/Aya's name and all of Schwartz sighed. ~This is getting nowhere~Suldig thought to the others, ~lets just kill them now~ Farfarello hissed in his mind. With that the madman lunged at Ken, attempting to hit any form of flesh with his knife. This caused both groups to lunge at each other, all hoping someone would die. Aya was fighting Shuldig, Yohji was doing pretty good against Crawford and Nagi and ken had Farfarello.
In this midst of the chaos two people were talking mentally to each other. Shouting words of hate, guilt and death.
~Dear brother, how long have I waited for this? ~ ~Probly too long~ Ran thought back ~I have a question though.what need did you get when you killed mom and dad? ~ With that he sneered lewdly at Ran. Crimson orbs pierced wide-eyed at the question and seemed to search for the answer. ~They perished in a plane crash that you set up..YOU KILLED THEM SHULDIG! ~ ~Nuh uh uh, you're DEAD wrong~ and Shuldig kneed his brother in the gut so he would be immobilized. Talking out-loud now, everyone could hear the truth. 'Remember Ran, don't block out your past. Remember that night..'
His eyes burned again, no; no I don't want to remember! Ran thrashed around and felt the cold of snow all around him. He opened his lids and saw he lie in a vacant alley in town that looked to be close to his old house. Getting on his feet he gazed at the hazy surroundings, hoping to see Youji or ken anywhere. 'You're not in the building anymore, a chilling figure said out of the shadows, you're in the recesses of your brain, and inside that wall you built.'
Ran stood in a fighting stance, soaking in that fact and his neighbourhood. All of a sudden he spotted a grey house on the corner, it sported a red car in the driveway and a snowman on the lawn. Ran smiled at the thought of his family being alive and rushed over to the lonely house. Turning the knob he found it unlocked and let himself inside. Suddenly he felt dizzy as the ground caught up with him but he caught himself. Lying now on his hands and knees he looked over the walls. Blood splattered almost every inch of the house, so fresh...he put his hand on one of the walls. So warm.. he thought. Wh-who would have done this? He stammered out loud and rose back up slowly. Walking up the blood soaked stairs he could hear crying coming from his parents room. When he opened up the door to the room he couldn't believe it. There lay his younger self clutching a blood and organ soaked katana, crying. Where once slept his parents were now bloody corpses that looked to be in a state of decay. Ran re-closed the door and got down the stairs as best he could. Shock etched his face along with guilt, and he remembered. Marching out of the house, he dropped knees first into the freshly fallen snow and cried. These weren't normal tears; these were ones of blood and sorrow. Just as he remembered, he sat here just the same, crying this red liquid...No..he sobbed and rubbed his hand upon his face, which left behind a crimson streak.
The figure of Shuldig now looked upon him and the killer looked back.. Guilty.
Author's note: AHH! I did it; I got the second chapter up. I'm not sure how many chapters I should make, but hey I didn't even get to the climax yet ^_- please R&R!
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