A/N - Are you bored yet? And I repeat, gomen nasai! I write short little chapters…
Chapter Four: Failure
Big and bigger, biggest dreamer!
We've gotta believe, disappear into the twinkling instant
I'll run, not turning away from my heart's target, with all my strength
~Translated from The Biggest Dreamer
Takato stared audaciously at the mirror, his mind whirring. What's going on? Why is this happening? Are they really me? Why aren't they answering me? Am I going insane? He reached into his pocket, and felt the little blade tucked away inside.
In the mirror, the two figures were thinking simpler things. Takato cannot know why he must decide. That would be destroying the careful fate set out before us. He must choose me!
Takato must know why he must decide. He is already attracted to me, I can see that very clearly. All he needs is a little influence and the harsh facts and I shall have him. He WILL pick me. Takato's eyes flickered to the mirror for a brief second, then shot down at the ground again.
I cannot allow my evil counterpart to win. It's only too obvious that he will lead Takato down a path of wrongdoing. But is what he said right? Is it really my turn to go? But I know I can't abandon that precious soul…
My good side fights a losing battle. I will win, as the fates he puts so much faith in decreed. Why does he bother fighting still? He's trying for a losing cause. But… Will I be able to handle that power of that body?
Takato closed his eyes, letting his feeble strength flow into his limbs, feeling around for that rare strength. And then, in his mind, he found…something else… A darker presence…
What's this dark presence I feel? No… Has the awakening come already? This can't be! Is fate being destroyed? But… This means…
What's this? Is the time that I have been awaiting so long? Ah! I can feel the evil already rising… Bringing that deliciously strong presence with it… But something is wrong? What is happening?
Takato opened his eyes… But they were different than before. They were dark, and they were distant, but somehow…
What? Eyes that are made of pure red… No! Takato! You must still be in that menace… Please… Be there… I've failed… My duty was to guard you, not to deliver you directly to him!
He is released… But why is there such a negative aura coming from him…? So much different from my own… This is not right. What's gone wrong with the awakening? Is it this boy's soul? We are doomed… Takato!
The blade in his pocket was removed in a glowing ball of light, and held up to the light. Clothes changed in the blink of an eye, to a menacing black. A fragile appearance was made to look almost glass-like. Wind blew wildly, to hide the figure that was rapidly forming from Takato's frail body.
Takato! Please, please still be in there… Takato! Takato!!!! TAKATO!!! I'm sorry I failed you…