A/N - If you like this fic, be happy… It's going to probably be long…
Chapter Seven: The Chosen One
I wait expectantly for more terrible things to happen
I just know they'll be my chance to flap my wings gracefully
Because everyone is so very beautiful when they're serious
Keeping faith in myself, I'll go clearing the hurdles ahead.
~Translated from Otome no Policy
Please, master, choose me, the passionate good side of this boy, Akari! Only I can truly use this body to it's finest! I can help you achieve greatness!! Please, master!
No, master, please choose me, the feverish evil side of this boy, Yami! I can help you become great by our powers working together as one to attain ultimate power!
Please master, you must choose me!
"Enough." The figure that stood in front of them, once the happy boy Takato, then the melancholy Takato, now a raging demon, was horrifying and beautiful in some strange way. He wore simple black long pants and a sort of sleeveless shirt. His jacket, worn over this outfit, was also black, and at the moment was merely draped over his shoulders.
His hair was Takato's, still short and wild, and there was a black pair of, all things, goggles that held them back. He wore boots, high boots. His skin, what you could see of it, anyway, was pale, practically white. His eyes were pure pools of red, dazzling and terrifying. "You pathetic fools do not understand. You do not exist." Those red eyes flashed and caught the light. "You are mere elements of what was this boy. Now, he is my body. All he has is his soul." Then he laughed, a harsh, cold, cynical laugh. "I have no use for any of you, really… Perhaps I shall kill you both… Yes, how simple that would be…"
No, master, please don't! What if…since this body is cursed, you need us?!?! What if your body was injured beyond repair? We are needed, master, please see that!
He is right, great master. We are needed. Please allow us to live and aide you. Please… There may come a time when our power is needed for you to use to help you.
"Why would you two be of any worth? You know nothing of my mission. You know nothing, you are nothing… Why are you necessary?" But the creature inside of Takato's body was wise. He knew, that one day, he would need them, and he would win then. All of this was already written into the unchangeable strings of fate. "But I shall allow you to live for now. Perhaps you shall have some value in the future."
Master, if we may dare to speak…
"What is it?"
What shall you do in the meantime? Until that glorious day of triumph, what will you do? This body cannot remain constantly under your control. With all due respect, master, it would be wise to place that soul in charge and to wait along his side, ready to retake control.
"Hmm… An interesting point… Continue."
As you know, Master, this body…is…different, to put it into polite terms… If you recall, and that you can feel. This boy, he is the…
"Yes, yes… I know. I can feel the strength and I know that this body is…"
Master, if you would think of the…
"I know, yes, indeed. Such a fragile soul… And I need that soul to win… Ah, yes, my dear Takato, we shall have a wonderful time, won't we?"