Disclaimer: Still don't own Weiss
A/N: Okay, a few things...I'm trying not to give too much away, but I suppose I do want you to be on the level and not confused. Omi IS alive, but nobody knows it, they ALL think he's dead. Okay? And, I didn't update yesterday due to the obvious date of remembrance. Oh, and please don't make fun of my character, I know he's a moron, but it hurts my feelings, kind of. Again I'll say this, since now my teachers are throwing all kinda of homework and tests at me, I may not be able to update everyday or every other day, but I will do it as frequently as I can, so I'm sorry about that. Okay, now here we go again!
Chapter 5: Revelations
~~ It night air was cold and the wind that blew with it was even colder. Walking through the empty, darkened streets one could get the feeling of being totally swallowed up. Once known shapes turned into dark, misshapen figures of mystery. Its funny how the world can change and yet not change at all.
Walking slowly JT looked down, never taking his eyes off of the asphalt. The cracks were all that kept him from looking up and running back to his home. He had been told to wait but he couldn't take it, he had snuck out while his guardians were busy talking with each other, and had mad his way to the place he thought he had been a week before; the construction site.
After a long walk, the cold biting at him, he had stopped directly in front of his destination. He cursed for not changing out of his green T-shirt and black shorts into something more fitting for the temperature. Looking up he saw the large metal shell, looking gloomy and over bearing. Sighing he began to walk into the working grounds. There was a small ladder that led up to the large metal planks, which would take him all the way to the top of the scaffolding.
Taking the first steps up the railings he felt a sudden urge to purposely fall. The strange impulse was beginning to nag at him. By the time he had reached the top of the ladder and put his foot on the thick metal sheet JT was ready to give in. Taking a step to the edge he looked down; he hadn't realized that he had made it up this high.
At this point his whole body was shaking. Carefully he pulled his foot off the hard surface and placed it into the midair. Just as he was about to take the last fated step a new feeling entered him, one he knew well from his overbearing uncles. He was being watched.
Placing his foot back he turned quickly, only to find himself staring across the large gap of the building at a lone hooded figure. He stared at it intensely. The person wasn't moving, just watching. The hooded cloak he wore was a worn green and torn several places at the bottom. He had on a dirty forest green tunic with black spandex Capri's. Finally the person removed his hood, in which JT gasped.
"It's you..."
Sad blue eyes stared back at him intensely. Suddenly he felt naked, as if the man was looking right through him. Shivering he steeled himself and started to yell.
"Who are you?! Are you following me?!"
The man frowned. "Why would you jump? Is your life so bad that you need to find a way out?"
JT fumbled. He hadn't expected someone like this to really care for him. "Wh-why do you care?"
"You're just being played with, they're testing you. You have to ignore their calls and pushing, it's the only way to stay alive."
"Who's pushing?" The teen asked.
Before he could answer a loud, sinister laugh filled the empty silence. Both looking around frantically they saw nothing. JT looked back over to the man, who was still searching. When he did turn it was obvious he was frightened.
"You have to leave! Now!"
"What? Why!?"
In a single swift movement the cloaked man jumped from one side of the beams to the other. When he stood up after the impact he was standing face to face with JT. He got closer, invading any personal space the boy had and stuck his face close. For a second the boy feared he was going to be kissed. Then he was pulled down and was whispered to into his ear.
"Run back to Aya and the others. I cannot fight this battle, nor can I protect you."
Before he could ask a question a soft kiss was laid to his cheek and then the man jumped down from the scaffold, miraculously landing on his feet and not appearing to be hurt. He glanced up one last time, smiling, then ran off at top speed. While standing alone a thought popped into his teenage head.
"Was that man...is he...my father?"
He could get his thoughts collected the same laugh that had disrupted them before rang loud again. Turning back to where he had first seen the man a new person was standing there, or to be more accurate, four new people.
"Congratulations, you lived through the first test. Now you have to prove your worthiness." The youngest looking spoke.
He could recognize the orange haired man with the green trench coat and matching pants, and the man in the white suit, but he didn't recognize the brown haired one. He did recognize the gray haired one as the person who had inflicted the wounds on him before.
"Its you...who are you?"
"Schwartz." The German replied.
"Schwartz? What's that?"
"It's a little known group of mysteriously talented gentlemen. We are also the enemies of Weiss." The man with the glasses replied, smiling evilly.
"Weiss?" JT asked, remembering he had heard that before, several times. "What is Weiss?"
The youngest spoke again. "Weiss is an assassin group, they are also your protectors and Uncles, as you call them."
That last statement made his breath hitch. His uncles? Assassins? That couldn't be, not in a million years! Yes they were a bit odd and constricting at a time but to go the length of saying that they were murderers was a bit far.
"Not murderers, assassins." Schuldig corrected, reading his thoughts.
"My uncles? No way. Not them." "Oh? You haven't ever expected it? Ever expected anything? Hasn't there ever been a time when you suspected something was going on? Something you didn't know about?" Crawford asked of the boy.
"They do have ,many secrets, but who doesn't? but it does seem odd, they never speak to me of the past, not much any ways. And my father...they never speak of him if they can. Why do they keep so many secrets from me?"
"Its because their secrets would kill you inside." The German said, once again reading his thoughts.
Turning saddened aqua eyes to them JT suddenly realized that they spoke the truth. It was a harsh betrayal to him, a cold dunk in ice water that woke him up. Closing his eyes to concentrate he felt the hot tears that stung his eyes begin to fall.
"On, don't cry." Schuldig teased. "Its no surprise, they just wanted to protect you. Didn't do too great a job though, did they? Oh well, that's why we're here, we want you to join us."
JT looked up. "Join you?"
"Yes, we believe your talents will be of use to our little group. If you join we can guarantee to tell you the truth, though we make no promises of happiness or immortality."
He looked to the suited man again.
"But what about my uncles? I-"
"You still care?" Magi interrupted. "They lied to you all of your life, and now where are they when you need to speak to them more than anything?"
"We're right here!"
Five pairs of eyes shifted up to a beam over head. Standing there in all their old glory was Weiss, dressed as the assassins they were. JT frowned at them form where he was. Ken looked at him with concern, then glared back at the four members of Schwartz.
"You can't have him, he's not your little guinea pig!"
"We don't want a guinea pig, we want a new member." Nagi replied, watching the three intensely.
"That's too bad, he is our concern, not yours. Now leave peacefully or prepare to fight." Aya said boldly.
"That's right, Omi's child is more than just a person to us, he's important to us." Youji chipped in.
"He's important to us as well, he'll help take you down." Crawford smiled.
"I guess we can't resolve this easily then. Lets go!"
Aya jumped down, instantly charging at both Nagi and Farfarello. Nagi easily dodged, stealthily finding his way over to Ken who had just found his way down. Farfarello, however, didn't dodge, rather let himself get hit and smiled wickedly.
"Playing with more kittens are we? How fun."
JT sat, watching as his guardians fought an uneven match with the four members of Schwartz. Sitting on the cold plank he began to think freely.
"So this is why I can't know about my father, or of myself. This is why I can't get close to them. They're so closed to me, all I want is a family. Now I realize I can never have that, one cannot have a family with shut doors, can they?"
Ken glanced over at the boy, sitting there calmly, ignoring the fight, staring down at the ground. He was instantly pulled back to the fight when Schuldig punched him hard.
"Very interesting, that Kitten. He's thinking of how you aren't family to him now."
"Shut up!" Ken yelled, throwing a punch.
He dodged. "Now he's thinking of jumping, just ending it all. No, now he's planing on running away. Heh, too scared to die yet I see. Such youth. Maybe I should help him out a bit!"
Throwing Ken against an upright beam Schuldig looked to Nagi and yelled at him.
"Nagi! Now!"
Briefly leaving Youji alone the telekinetic threw a large whirlwind attack at the sitting youth. Looking up form his thoughts JT looked, only to be struck head on. Sat that moment time appeared to stop.
He was yelling, screaming, as he was falling. The wind that had knocked him off was still funneling around him. A great fear passed over him, but then it subsided. Opening his eyes a red glow made its way into his pupil, then spread until it was covering his eyes completely.
Ken looked at the edge, unbelievingly. He wanted to rush over and see, so he could put his mind to rest, even if he knew what he would see. However, before he could set one foot in the direction the oddest thing happened. JT was back! But...Was he floating?
"I don't believe it." Youji said, staring intensely as the teen repositioned himself on the ledge.
Nagi smirked. "So he's like me as well then. Interesting."
"This battle is over Weiss!" Crawford announced, backing away form Aya. "Take him and leave, but don't doubt for a second that we will be back. Farfarello! Come!"
As mysteriously and quickly as they had appeared the four men of Schwartz disappeared leaving only three florists and one hyper teenager with 'magic' powers. Ken approached cautiously, placing his hand on JT's shoulder. When they boy looked up he pulled back in fear.
The normal cheerful aqua eyes that would have greeted him were now red with hate and disgust. He sat there for a moment then collapsed, most likely from tiredness.
"What do we do?" Youji asked, looking at the kid with suspicion.
"We take him back. Now that we know exactly what it is he can do we don't have to baby him anymore. When he wakes up I'm sure he'll want to know everything."
Ken looked to Aya. "But won't that go against everything we promised Omi?" he shouted.
"We knew form the beginning that we couldn't hide it forever, at least now he's ready to know. Just pick him up and let's go. Now all we need to worry about are those four."
"Yeah, but what about JT? They said they'd be back for him." Youji looked concerned.
Turning back around Aya looked at them both. "You can do what you want but lying to him won't help, not anymore at least. Now let's go, it's late."
There was no need for further questions, it was obvious that now they needed to spill the beans. It wouldn't be pretty, that was for sure, but it needed to be done. The mere thought of recollecting the past put all of them in a bad mood, especially the thought of explaining how Omi had been running for his life and had to give him up. Yes, all in all it would be a rather emotional day.
~TBC
*yawn* tired...any ways, I hope I got a few things cleared up now. Yes, JT has the same abilities as Nagi does. Er, well, I guess he used his powers to keep himself from hitting the ground. Okay, next chapter I'm sure will be rather emotional and require a lot of thinking, please be patient! (I still have schoolwork to do and all) Till next time!
A/N: Okay, a few things...I'm trying not to give too much away, but I suppose I do want you to be on the level and not confused. Omi IS alive, but nobody knows it, they ALL think he's dead. Okay? And, I didn't update yesterday due to the obvious date of remembrance. Oh, and please don't make fun of my character, I know he's a moron, but it hurts my feelings, kind of. Again I'll say this, since now my teachers are throwing all kinda of homework and tests at me, I may not be able to update everyday or every other day, but I will do it as frequently as I can, so I'm sorry about that. Okay, now here we go again!
Chapter 5: Revelations
~~ It night air was cold and the wind that blew with it was even colder. Walking through the empty, darkened streets one could get the feeling of being totally swallowed up. Once known shapes turned into dark, misshapen figures of mystery. Its funny how the world can change and yet not change at all.
Walking slowly JT looked down, never taking his eyes off of the asphalt. The cracks were all that kept him from looking up and running back to his home. He had been told to wait but he couldn't take it, he had snuck out while his guardians were busy talking with each other, and had mad his way to the place he thought he had been a week before; the construction site.
After a long walk, the cold biting at him, he had stopped directly in front of his destination. He cursed for not changing out of his green T-shirt and black shorts into something more fitting for the temperature. Looking up he saw the large metal shell, looking gloomy and over bearing. Sighing he began to walk into the working grounds. There was a small ladder that led up to the large metal planks, which would take him all the way to the top of the scaffolding.
Taking the first steps up the railings he felt a sudden urge to purposely fall. The strange impulse was beginning to nag at him. By the time he had reached the top of the ladder and put his foot on the thick metal sheet JT was ready to give in. Taking a step to the edge he looked down; he hadn't realized that he had made it up this high.
At this point his whole body was shaking. Carefully he pulled his foot off the hard surface and placed it into the midair. Just as he was about to take the last fated step a new feeling entered him, one he knew well from his overbearing uncles. He was being watched.
Placing his foot back he turned quickly, only to find himself staring across the large gap of the building at a lone hooded figure. He stared at it intensely. The person wasn't moving, just watching. The hooded cloak he wore was a worn green and torn several places at the bottom. He had on a dirty forest green tunic with black spandex Capri's. Finally the person removed his hood, in which JT gasped.
"It's you..."
Sad blue eyes stared back at him intensely. Suddenly he felt naked, as if the man was looking right through him. Shivering he steeled himself and started to yell.
"Who are you?! Are you following me?!"
The man frowned. "Why would you jump? Is your life so bad that you need to find a way out?"
JT fumbled. He hadn't expected someone like this to really care for him. "Wh-why do you care?"
"You're just being played with, they're testing you. You have to ignore their calls and pushing, it's the only way to stay alive."
"Who's pushing?" The teen asked.
Before he could answer a loud, sinister laugh filled the empty silence. Both looking around frantically they saw nothing. JT looked back over to the man, who was still searching. When he did turn it was obvious he was frightened.
"You have to leave! Now!"
"What? Why!?"
In a single swift movement the cloaked man jumped from one side of the beams to the other. When he stood up after the impact he was standing face to face with JT. He got closer, invading any personal space the boy had and stuck his face close. For a second the boy feared he was going to be kissed. Then he was pulled down and was whispered to into his ear.
"Run back to Aya and the others. I cannot fight this battle, nor can I protect you."
Before he could ask a question a soft kiss was laid to his cheek and then the man jumped down from the scaffold, miraculously landing on his feet and not appearing to be hurt. He glanced up one last time, smiling, then ran off at top speed. While standing alone a thought popped into his teenage head.
"Was that man...is he...my father?"
He could get his thoughts collected the same laugh that had disrupted them before rang loud again. Turning back to where he had first seen the man a new person was standing there, or to be more accurate, four new people.
"Congratulations, you lived through the first test. Now you have to prove your worthiness." The youngest looking spoke.
He could recognize the orange haired man with the green trench coat and matching pants, and the man in the white suit, but he didn't recognize the brown haired one. He did recognize the gray haired one as the person who had inflicted the wounds on him before.
"Its you...who are you?"
"Schwartz." The German replied.
"Schwartz? What's that?"
"It's a little known group of mysteriously talented gentlemen. We are also the enemies of Weiss." The man with the glasses replied, smiling evilly.
"Weiss?" JT asked, remembering he had heard that before, several times. "What is Weiss?"
The youngest spoke again. "Weiss is an assassin group, they are also your protectors and Uncles, as you call them."
That last statement made his breath hitch. His uncles? Assassins? That couldn't be, not in a million years! Yes they were a bit odd and constricting at a time but to go the length of saying that they were murderers was a bit far.
"Not murderers, assassins." Schuldig corrected, reading his thoughts.
"My uncles? No way. Not them." "Oh? You haven't ever expected it? Ever expected anything? Hasn't there ever been a time when you suspected something was going on? Something you didn't know about?" Crawford asked of the boy.
"They do have ,many secrets, but who doesn't? but it does seem odd, they never speak to me of the past, not much any ways. And my father...they never speak of him if they can. Why do they keep so many secrets from me?"
"Its because their secrets would kill you inside." The German said, once again reading his thoughts.
Turning saddened aqua eyes to them JT suddenly realized that they spoke the truth. It was a harsh betrayal to him, a cold dunk in ice water that woke him up. Closing his eyes to concentrate he felt the hot tears that stung his eyes begin to fall.
"On, don't cry." Schuldig teased. "Its no surprise, they just wanted to protect you. Didn't do too great a job though, did they? Oh well, that's why we're here, we want you to join us."
JT looked up. "Join you?"
"Yes, we believe your talents will be of use to our little group. If you join we can guarantee to tell you the truth, though we make no promises of happiness or immortality."
He looked to the suited man again.
"But what about my uncles? I-"
"You still care?" Magi interrupted. "They lied to you all of your life, and now where are they when you need to speak to them more than anything?"
"We're right here!"
Five pairs of eyes shifted up to a beam over head. Standing there in all their old glory was Weiss, dressed as the assassins they were. JT frowned at them form where he was. Ken looked at him with concern, then glared back at the four members of Schwartz.
"You can't have him, he's not your little guinea pig!"
"We don't want a guinea pig, we want a new member." Nagi replied, watching the three intensely.
"That's too bad, he is our concern, not yours. Now leave peacefully or prepare to fight." Aya said boldly.
"That's right, Omi's child is more than just a person to us, he's important to us." Youji chipped in.
"He's important to us as well, he'll help take you down." Crawford smiled.
"I guess we can't resolve this easily then. Lets go!"
Aya jumped down, instantly charging at both Nagi and Farfarello. Nagi easily dodged, stealthily finding his way over to Ken who had just found his way down. Farfarello, however, didn't dodge, rather let himself get hit and smiled wickedly.
"Playing with more kittens are we? How fun."
JT sat, watching as his guardians fought an uneven match with the four members of Schwartz. Sitting on the cold plank he began to think freely.
"So this is why I can't know about my father, or of myself. This is why I can't get close to them. They're so closed to me, all I want is a family. Now I realize I can never have that, one cannot have a family with shut doors, can they?"
Ken glanced over at the boy, sitting there calmly, ignoring the fight, staring down at the ground. He was instantly pulled back to the fight when Schuldig punched him hard.
"Very interesting, that Kitten. He's thinking of how you aren't family to him now."
"Shut up!" Ken yelled, throwing a punch.
He dodged. "Now he's thinking of jumping, just ending it all. No, now he's planing on running away. Heh, too scared to die yet I see. Such youth. Maybe I should help him out a bit!"
Throwing Ken against an upright beam Schuldig looked to Nagi and yelled at him.
"Nagi! Now!"
Briefly leaving Youji alone the telekinetic threw a large whirlwind attack at the sitting youth. Looking up form his thoughts JT looked, only to be struck head on. Sat that moment time appeared to stop.
He was yelling, screaming, as he was falling. The wind that had knocked him off was still funneling around him. A great fear passed over him, but then it subsided. Opening his eyes a red glow made its way into his pupil, then spread until it was covering his eyes completely.
Ken looked at the edge, unbelievingly. He wanted to rush over and see, so he could put his mind to rest, even if he knew what he would see. However, before he could set one foot in the direction the oddest thing happened. JT was back! But...Was he floating?
"I don't believe it." Youji said, staring intensely as the teen repositioned himself on the ledge.
Nagi smirked. "So he's like me as well then. Interesting."
"This battle is over Weiss!" Crawford announced, backing away form Aya. "Take him and leave, but don't doubt for a second that we will be back. Farfarello! Come!"
As mysteriously and quickly as they had appeared the four men of Schwartz disappeared leaving only three florists and one hyper teenager with 'magic' powers. Ken approached cautiously, placing his hand on JT's shoulder. When they boy looked up he pulled back in fear.
The normal cheerful aqua eyes that would have greeted him were now red with hate and disgust. He sat there for a moment then collapsed, most likely from tiredness.
"What do we do?" Youji asked, looking at the kid with suspicion.
"We take him back. Now that we know exactly what it is he can do we don't have to baby him anymore. When he wakes up I'm sure he'll want to know everything."
Ken looked to Aya. "But won't that go against everything we promised Omi?" he shouted.
"We knew form the beginning that we couldn't hide it forever, at least now he's ready to know. Just pick him up and let's go. Now all we need to worry about are those four."
"Yeah, but what about JT? They said they'd be back for him." Youji looked concerned.
Turning back around Aya looked at them both. "You can do what you want but lying to him won't help, not anymore at least. Now let's go, it's late."
There was no need for further questions, it was obvious that now they needed to spill the beans. It wouldn't be pretty, that was for sure, but it needed to be done. The mere thought of recollecting the past put all of them in a bad mood, especially the thought of explaining how Omi had been running for his life and had to give him up. Yes, all in all it would be a rather emotional day.
~TBC
*yawn* tired...any ways, I hope I got a few things cleared up now. Yes, JT has the same abilities as Nagi does. Er, well, I guess he used his powers to keep himself from hitting the ground. Okay, next chapter I'm sure will be rather emotional and require a lot of thinking, please be patient! (I still have schoolwork to do and all) Till next time!