A/N - This has to be one of my more insane plot ideas… Oh, and if you have questions about name meanings, save them. If you have questions about plot, save them. If you have complaints about how "Takato wouldn't give up so easily," blah, you'll see eventually why Takato is like this. Kay?
Chapter Ten: Ruki's Revelation
You wished on a shooting star
That you would meet some true friends
It's a rough road, without even a map
An unending, eternal adventure
~Translated from Bokura no Digital World
Ruki was a light sleeper. This is fortunate, for if she hadn't awoken and seen the dark figure, holding his glaive menacingly, this tale would've come out entirely differently. "Who…who…are you?"
"Is that really so important?" Aishuu's voice slid out softly, and even sweetly, for Takato's sweet nature was leaking out. "All that really matters is what happens next." He moved his glaive ever so slightly, so that the blade reflected the moonlight.
"Why are you here? And who ARE you?" Ruki was angry. And a bit frightened, but her attacker looked fragile, despite his menacing glaive. She was positive she could take him. "If you don't start explaining, I… I'll MAKE you!"
"Tsk, tsk, such a temper. Be patient, Ruki-san, and all the answers shall come." Ruki could not see the face of her attacker. All she could knew of him, was his voice, quiet and with sweet tones to it, almost feminine tones, really. Wait… Who did she know with that voice?
"How do you know my name?"
"It's quite simple. I knew you quite well at some point in time, but of course, I doubt if you can really guess who I am." He watched her hand slowly reach for the light, but silently sliced the cord with his glaive. "As for who I am… Is that really important?"
"It is to me!"
"Well, if you insist… I am the Master of Darkness, defender of the dead. I have come to avenge the Digital World, whom you humans destroyed. It is my duty to execute all those who were involved in it's destruction." He sighed, then continued, "And you, Ruki, are to pay now for the crimes you have committed." He held his glaive to a fighting pose. "How would you like to die? A painful death? A swift one? Or perhaps a slow one?"
"I'm not dying anytime soon, you…you…NUT!!" And then, she charged for him. BIG mistake. He was able to easily dodge and flip her over his shoulder. And toss her into a wall.
"Ruki? Ruki, dear, what's going on?" Her mother's concerned voice floated in as she opened the door. She gasped as she saw her daughter lying on the ground, winded, and her shadowy attacker, paying no attention to her. Ruki jumped to her feet, and attempted to shove her mother out.
"Get out, he'll hurt you!" Her mother shook her head, and shoved Ruki behind her. Ruki fought and struggled to get in front of her mother. Aishuu's smile twisted Takato's features into frightening parodies. *Ah, perhaps inflicting a emotional wound would be a better strategy… And I could always hurt the girl by returning for her later…*
The Death Glaive was fatal to whatever it cut. Only the Angel of Light could cure, and she was dead now. So the glaive slashed down. It wasn't even a deep wound. But it was too late for the one who had just been cut. Aishuu calmly surveyed his work, and slipped away, a silent shadow.