A faint breeze stole across the roof of a skyscraper, where Miari stood, alone. Her black, strapless top was ruffled a little in the wind, and she was wearing tight black pants. "Miari," whispered a voice that was smooth, sophistocated, nearly soothing. Miari turned around slowly and saw Ganossa gazing at her icily. "Why not return," he said. "You were first commander Riessa, one of the supreme forces amongst the luciferhawk. We considered you someone to be wholly accepted." A fist stopped short of Ganossa's face as Miari glared at him fiercely.
"You would have killed me and my entire squadron, had you had the chance. Don't give me your sweet talk Ganossa. It will only bring your prolonged death." Her eyes were focused completely on him, filled with hatred and anger. "Now feel the wrath," she hissed, "the wrath of Medium's true master!" Medium appeared in her hands, gleaming in the foreboding moonlight. Ganossa leapt aside to dodge and began muttering an incantation. Shimmers of light crossed his chest in an X, and the cloak tore, revealing crimson stains. Suddenly, just as Miari was about to strike again, she heard a voice.
"Miari, is this really necessary?" shouted Rally, running through a door and onto the roof. "Don't let him channel your emotions!" With a glare at Ganossa, Miari turned on Rally, fingering the handle of a double-bladed sword...Medium.
"He doesn't channel my emotions Rally. It's impossible." Suddenly, what felt like a blade made of ice and fire struck at Miari. Her shirt was darkened from soaking up blood as she drew Medium and turned back to where Ganossa had been. "He's gone! My only chance to destroy him and he escapes yet again." Rally gazed at her without any sign of fear, concern, or any emotion for that matter.
"He wouldn't have let you get close," said the Director bluntly. "His skill in utilizing your emotions that have been adopted into your human part far surpasses yours. Return to the AMP. There you will find that you are perfectly welcome. He knows that it is far more difficult to defeat three capable luciferhawk." Miari clutched Rally's throat, pressing the other woman against a wall.
"Look. Luciferhawk don't work with humans. If you wanted to get a flat-out no, you could have just asked me whether or not I wanted to join the AMP. Then I could have lived my normal life. Oh no. That luciferhawk at hq was after the AMP, it had no intention of even coming near me ever again, unless on strict orders. Being close to the key to Nemesis is a position that many luciferhawk would greatly envy, and thus it would only give Ganossa a better reason to take out his revenge that I owe him. Humiliating a luciferhawk like Ganossa was no small matter, although it should have been. He swore revenge for everything I'd done. For all of his followers that I'd killed singlehandedly. For every blow that I'd dealt him." Rally looked at her levelly and then gave an understanding nod.
"You see, Miari, every member of the AMP had reasons for joining. Kiddy wanted to get revenge on Wire, a Megadyne that nearly killed her, and made her adopt a mechanical body. Yuki was taken in at a young age after running away from a laboratory that was doing illegal human experiments. Katsumi wants to make sure that Nemesis does not obtain their key. All of us had problems before we joined the AMP, but together we overcome them, Miari. You may not understand, Miari, having been a luciferhawk for most of your life, but a certain bond of knowing that every other person in the same room as you has shared your pain holds us together."
Miari's eyes were half-closed as she looked up at the moon, and saw a red tint to it. "There's home," she said halfheartedly. "That was the work of the supposed hero, Gigalph Liqeuere, the man who joined Gaia and Nemesis. The horrid destroyer that brought mankind to be an object of the blood-thirsty ways of the luciferhawk. Never did he give a thought to the fact that his project could affect the whole world in a great and terrible way. I hate him for what he did. Things like you and Katsumi could just have grown up as regular bred human children, not human children that knew they had a demonic beast within them. My own kind has soiled the bloodline of humanity." Rally's smile was reassuring as she put a hand on Miari's bare shoulder.
"You," said Rally, "are the most pure luciferhawk I have ever met. It's a wonder you weren't killed already. How did you survive?" Miari shook her head and turned away silently. Her footsteps clicked as she walked toward the other edge of the building. Leaning forward, her heart raced, anticipating and fearing what she was going to do. Rally ran to her, and held her back roughly. "You're stronger than this," she said in a strained voice. "You're only doing something that would be wasting a life that can possibly be changed. Think about what you're going to do." Miari winced as the other woman's grip tightened on her shoulder. Tears streamed down her face as she collapsed forward and fell, plummeting over fifty feet, fearing the moment when her pain would be over...when she could stop living her life half bound to the AMP, and half-bound to the enemy, the luciferhawk. Yet her bloodline was truly that of a luciferhawk. She saw no other way.....
"NO! I'VE BEEN LIVING A LIE!" sahe screamed, "Somebody, please remember me..."
Firm hands clasped her tightly as she looked up to see those cold eyes, the eyes of a luciferhawk. "Ganossa," she hissed. "You get your filthy hands off of me!" His smile wasn't mocking at all, no, it showed admiration.
"I won't let you fall, Riessa," he said gently. "You and I have business, remember? Perhaps you'd like to show me the way into the private quarters of miss Rally Cheyenne, or, more importantly, those of Katsumi Liqeuere." Miari threw her fist and smashed it into Ganossa's left cheek. He just held her, laughing softly, as if he was holding a lover.
"I thought you understood that I no longer am your plaything. Leave me, or should the whole city witness the destruction of Ganossa Maximillian? I am sure that you would enjoy that, my old friend. Simply say the word and we can begin our fun..."
"You would have killed me and my entire squadron, had you had the chance. Don't give me your sweet talk Ganossa. It will only bring your prolonged death." Her eyes were focused completely on him, filled with hatred and anger. "Now feel the wrath," she hissed, "the wrath of Medium's true master!" Medium appeared in her hands, gleaming in the foreboding moonlight. Ganossa leapt aside to dodge and began muttering an incantation. Shimmers of light crossed his chest in an X, and the cloak tore, revealing crimson stains. Suddenly, just as Miari was about to strike again, she heard a voice.
"Miari, is this really necessary?" shouted Rally, running through a door and onto the roof. "Don't let him channel your emotions!" With a glare at Ganossa, Miari turned on Rally, fingering the handle of a double-bladed sword...Medium.
"He doesn't channel my emotions Rally. It's impossible." Suddenly, what felt like a blade made of ice and fire struck at Miari. Her shirt was darkened from soaking up blood as she drew Medium and turned back to where Ganossa had been. "He's gone! My only chance to destroy him and he escapes yet again." Rally gazed at her without any sign of fear, concern, or any emotion for that matter.
"He wouldn't have let you get close," said the Director bluntly. "His skill in utilizing your emotions that have been adopted into your human part far surpasses yours. Return to the AMP. There you will find that you are perfectly welcome. He knows that it is far more difficult to defeat three capable luciferhawk." Miari clutched Rally's throat, pressing the other woman against a wall.
"Look. Luciferhawk don't work with humans. If you wanted to get a flat-out no, you could have just asked me whether or not I wanted to join the AMP. Then I could have lived my normal life. Oh no. That luciferhawk at hq was after the AMP, it had no intention of even coming near me ever again, unless on strict orders. Being close to the key to Nemesis is a position that many luciferhawk would greatly envy, and thus it would only give Ganossa a better reason to take out his revenge that I owe him. Humiliating a luciferhawk like Ganossa was no small matter, although it should have been. He swore revenge for everything I'd done. For all of his followers that I'd killed singlehandedly. For every blow that I'd dealt him." Rally looked at her levelly and then gave an understanding nod.
"You see, Miari, every member of the AMP had reasons for joining. Kiddy wanted to get revenge on Wire, a Megadyne that nearly killed her, and made her adopt a mechanical body. Yuki was taken in at a young age after running away from a laboratory that was doing illegal human experiments. Katsumi wants to make sure that Nemesis does not obtain their key. All of us had problems before we joined the AMP, but together we overcome them, Miari. You may not understand, Miari, having been a luciferhawk for most of your life, but a certain bond of knowing that every other person in the same room as you has shared your pain holds us together."
Miari's eyes were half-closed as she looked up at the moon, and saw a red tint to it. "There's home," she said halfheartedly. "That was the work of the supposed hero, Gigalph Liqeuere, the man who joined Gaia and Nemesis. The horrid destroyer that brought mankind to be an object of the blood-thirsty ways of the luciferhawk. Never did he give a thought to the fact that his project could affect the whole world in a great and terrible way. I hate him for what he did. Things like you and Katsumi could just have grown up as regular bred human children, not human children that knew they had a demonic beast within them. My own kind has soiled the bloodline of humanity." Rally's smile was reassuring as she put a hand on Miari's bare shoulder.
"You," said Rally, "are the most pure luciferhawk I have ever met. It's a wonder you weren't killed already. How did you survive?" Miari shook her head and turned away silently. Her footsteps clicked as she walked toward the other edge of the building. Leaning forward, her heart raced, anticipating and fearing what she was going to do. Rally ran to her, and held her back roughly. "You're stronger than this," she said in a strained voice. "You're only doing something that would be wasting a life that can possibly be changed. Think about what you're going to do." Miari winced as the other woman's grip tightened on her shoulder. Tears streamed down her face as she collapsed forward and fell, plummeting over fifty feet, fearing the moment when her pain would be over...when she could stop living her life half bound to the AMP, and half-bound to the enemy, the luciferhawk. Yet her bloodline was truly that of a luciferhawk. She saw no other way.....
"NO! I'VE BEEN LIVING A LIE!" sahe screamed, "Somebody, please remember me..."
Firm hands clasped her tightly as she looked up to see those cold eyes, the eyes of a luciferhawk. "Ganossa," she hissed. "You get your filthy hands off of me!" His smile wasn't mocking at all, no, it showed admiration.
"I won't let you fall, Riessa," he said gently. "You and I have business, remember? Perhaps you'd like to show me the way into the private quarters of miss Rally Cheyenne, or, more importantly, those of Katsumi Liqeuere." Miari threw her fist and smashed it into Ganossa's left cheek. He just held her, laughing softly, as if he was holding a lover.
"I thought you understood that I no longer am your plaything. Leave me, or should the whole city witness the destruction of Ganossa Maximillian? I am sure that you would enjoy that, my old friend. Simply say the word and we can begin our fun..."