Wahl
Neun
Notes: This story has taken an unexpected turn for me, it was original going to end with Takatori's death and Mamoru and Aya, living happily together. But it's going in a new, hopefully darker path. Also I've been wracking my brain trying to write this chapter, and I only got three pages. I want to move on to the next arc of the fic. Plus the facts that this chapter is going to be almost exactly like eps. 13-14-15, I might as well move on. Sorry for the short chapter, and for not updating in a long time.
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The rain began to fall as Weiß walked back to the Koneko no Suma. On the other side of Tokyo, Mamoru was wondering the streets aimlessly. His blue zircon colored eyes glazed over. His mind was confused and filled grief.
"If you ever come near me again I'll kill you," Aya's voice echoed in his head. "Your Father killed my parents; he put my sister in to a coma. HE DID IT!"
"It's not my fault." Mamoru whispered softly, "I didn't know . . ."
He continued to wonder the streets until he couldn't any longer. Fatigue took over and he fell onto the wet sidewalk, the rain still pouring down upon him mercilessly. He let out a soft sob, "Aya-kun, I'm sorry," was all he could say before blacking out.
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Back at the battlefield where Schwarz and Weiß had just fought Schuldig and Farfarello stood upon the hilltop looking for Mamoru.
"Damn it," Schuldig swore, "How far can a emotional wreck of a teen wonder in just an hour?" He swore again, "Takatori is going to have our asses if we don't find him. Where the hell did he go?"
"He had his heartbroken," said Farfarello, "It was broken into a million pieces and flew away with the wind."
Schuldig raised an eyebrow, "As interesting as that was, how is that supposed to help me find him?"
Farfarello shrugged.
"Oh that helps." Schuldig snapped. Then sighed, "If worse comes to worst we can always say Weiß killed him."
"Wouldn't that make Takatori ask questions? Like why his son was out in the middle of the night, were his body was, and why didn't we save him?"
"True, but that's what Brad told me to do." Giving a last look around before he gave up. "It looks like we're in for a lot of pain via the golf club."
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Crawford's head snapped back as the vision came to him. His body went ridged and his breath became short and fast.
Nagi looked up from the novel he was reading. "Crawford? What's going on?"
Crawford sunk to the floor. Nagi got up and hurried to his side. Schuldig and Farfarello walked in at that moment and joined them.
"Brad what's wrong?"
"No . . . nothing . . ." he managed to get out, "Just an unexpected vision. Help me up." The other three members of Schwarz backed away from their leader, giving him space. Slowly he got up and moved over to the couch.
"What did you see?" Farfarello asked after a moment of silence.
"That's not important right now. The important thing is that we go to Takatori and tell him that Mamoru is dead."
"Is he really?" asked Schuldig, " I kinda got attached to him."
"I don't know," Crawford admitted, "He's as good as dead though."
Getting up and motioning for the others to follow he left the room, shortly followed by the rest.
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At the Koneko Aya sat starring out the window as the rain poured down in sheets. A fork of lightning lit up the sky and reflected in Aya's eyes. The rain caused him to think about what happened only an hour ago. The fight with Schwarz, Mamoru finding out about him being an assassin, Mamoru admitting that he was a Takatori, Mamoru on the ground being chocked by the man he was in love with, and Mamoru telling him that he was pathetic for being so vengeful.
Aya's eyes hardened, why was he letting the words of a Takatori get to him?
Because you know that they're true, said a voice in the back of his mind. The way you slaughter people without mercy, all under your sister's name. It's just sick. Do you know what she'll do once she finds out her brother killed while using her name? She'll feel sick, that's what she'll feel.
Aya continued to stare out the window. Maybe I am pathetic, he thought, but it doesn't change anything.
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Opening his eyes the boy saw lights. Not lamps or anything that would make someone feel safe, but the lights that hangover an operating table.
"He's awake" came a voice outside his vision.
"Just barely," said another, "He'll go back to sleep soon."
"Do the elders really want us to start the Chrysalis Process on him? There has yet to be a successful attempt."
"One of their Precogs said it would work this time."
"Oh, really now? If that's the case let's proceed."
Closing his eyes again the boy saw a man with amethyst eyes, alabaster skin, and blood red hair. "Aya...." he whispered and let blackness over take him.
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"You idiots!" Takatori screamed reaching for his golf club. " How could you let this happen?!" He raised the golf club and brought it down hard upon Schuldig's skull. Then he kicked the German in the ribs and sent him flying towards the window.
Takatori turned his attention to Farfarello and did the same thing to him. "Do either of you know what this means?" He bellowed as he brought the club down again. Schuldig bit his lip while Farfarello just looked at Takatori. "How could you let those Weiß scum kill my son?"
"That's enough," Crawford stepped and grabbed the golf club just before it could be swung again. "It's not entirely our fault. As we have told you Weiß is incredibly strong. It's a wonder Schuldig and Farfarello made it back."
"But Mamoru . . ." Takatori choked out, tears began gather in his eyes.
"Don't worry, we'll avenge him," Nagi said quietly
"All you need to do now is follow the plan you set up and every thing will be fine." Crawford smiled; this was working almost to well. Takatori's face went from one of pain to one of hatred.
"Yes, everything has to go according to plan." His eyes narrowed, "Weiß will be taken care of."
And so the fic goes on with Weiß killing Takatori, exactly like in the anime, only Shuuichi's and Takatori's meeting is basically Shuuichi going crazy, saying things like Takatori used and killed his family, and Takatori yelling at him for having Weiß kill Mamoru. I would write that but I'm so uninspired.
Again, I'm sorry for the supper short chapter. The next one will be longer. What's going happen next? Well you're just going to wait. (I'm trying for next Friday)
Notes: This story has taken an unexpected turn for me, it was original going to end with Takatori's death and Mamoru and Aya, living happily together. But it's going in a new, hopefully darker path. Also I've been wracking my brain trying to write this chapter, and I only got three pages. I want to move on to the next arc of the fic. Plus the facts that this chapter is going to be almost exactly like eps. 13-14-15, I might as well move on. Sorry for the short chapter, and for not updating in a long time.
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The rain began to fall as Weiß walked back to the Koneko no Suma. On the other side of Tokyo, Mamoru was wondering the streets aimlessly. His blue zircon colored eyes glazed over. His mind was confused and filled grief.
"If you ever come near me again I'll kill you," Aya's voice echoed in his head. "Your Father killed my parents; he put my sister in to a coma. HE DID IT!"
"It's not my fault." Mamoru whispered softly, "I didn't know . . ."
He continued to wonder the streets until he couldn't any longer. Fatigue took over and he fell onto the wet sidewalk, the rain still pouring down upon him mercilessly. He let out a soft sob, "Aya-kun, I'm sorry," was all he could say before blacking out.
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Back at the battlefield where Schwarz and Weiß had just fought Schuldig and Farfarello stood upon the hilltop looking for Mamoru.
"Damn it," Schuldig swore, "How far can a emotional wreck of a teen wonder in just an hour?" He swore again, "Takatori is going to have our asses if we don't find him. Where the hell did he go?"
"He had his heartbroken," said Farfarello, "It was broken into a million pieces and flew away with the wind."
Schuldig raised an eyebrow, "As interesting as that was, how is that supposed to help me find him?"
Farfarello shrugged.
"Oh that helps." Schuldig snapped. Then sighed, "If worse comes to worst we can always say Weiß killed him."
"Wouldn't that make Takatori ask questions? Like why his son was out in the middle of the night, were his body was, and why didn't we save him?"
"True, but that's what Brad told me to do." Giving a last look around before he gave up. "It looks like we're in for a lot of pain via the golf club."
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Crawford's head snapped back as the vision came to him. His body went ridged and his breath became short and fast.
Nagi looked up from the novel he was reading. "Crawford? What's going on?"
Crawford sunk to the floor. Nagi got up and hurried to his side. Schuldig and Farfarello walked in at that moment and joined them.
"Brad what's wrong?"
"No . . . nothing . . ." he managed to get out, "Just an unexpected vision. Help me up." The other three members of Schwarz backed away from their leader, giving him space. Slowly he got up and moved over to the couch.
"What did you see?" Farfarello asked after a moment of silence.
"That's not important right now. The important thing is that we go to Takatori and tell him that Mamoru is dead."
"Is he really?" asked Schuldig, " I kinda got attached to him."
"I don't know," Crawford admitted, "He's as good as dead though."
Getting up and motioning for the others to follow he left the room, shortly followed by the rest.
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At the Koneko Aya sat starring out the window as the rain poured down in sheets. A fork of lightning lit up the sky and reflected in Aya's eyes. The rain caused him to think about what happened only an hour ago. The fight with Schwarz, Mamoru finding out about him being an assassin, Mamoru admitting that he was a Takatori, Mamoru on the ground being chocked by the man he was in love with, and Mamoru telling him that he was pathetic for being so vengeful.
Aya's eyes hardened, why was he letting the words of a Takatori get to him?
Because you know that they're true, said a voice in the back of his mind. The way you slaughter people without mercy, all under your sister's name. It's just sick. Do you know what she'll do once she finds out her brother killed while using her name? She'll feel sick, that's what she'll feel.
Aya continued to stare out the window. Maybe I am pathetic, he thought, but it doesn't change anything.
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Opening his eyes the boy saw lights. Not lamps or anything that would make someone feel safe, but the lights that hangover an operating table.
"He's awake" came a voice outside his vision.
"Just barely," said another, "He'll go back to sleep soon."
"Do the elders really want us to start the Chrysalis Process on him? There has yet to be a successful attempt."
"One of their Precogs said it would work this time."
"Oh, really now? If that's the case let's proceed."
Closing his eyes again the boy saw a man with amethyst eyes, alabaster skin, and blood red hair. "Aya...." he whispered and let blackness over take him.
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"You idiots!" Takatori screamed reaching for his golf club. " How could you let this happen?!" He raised the golf club and brought it down hard upon Schuldig's skull. Then he kicked the German in the ribs and sent him flying towards the window.
Takatori turned his attention to Farfarello and did the same thing to him. "Do either of you know what this means?" He bellowed as he brought the club down again. Schuldig bit his lip while Farfarello just looked at Takatori. "How could you let those Weiß scum kill my son?"
"That's enough," Crawford stepped and grabbed the golf club just before it could be swung again. "It's not entirely our fault. As we have told you Weiß is incredibly strong. It's a wonder Schuldig and Farfarello made it back."
"But Mamoru . . ." Takatori choked out, tears began gather in his eyes.
"Don't worry, we'll avenge him," Nagi said quietly
"All you need to do now is follow the plan you set up and every thing will be fine." Crawford smiled; this was working almost to well. Takatori's face went from one of pain to one of hatred.
"Yes, everything has to go according to plan." His eyes narrowed, "Weiß will be taken care of."
And so the fic goes on with Weiß killing Takatori, exactly like in the anime, only Shuuichi's and Takatori's meeting is basically Shuuichi going crazy, saying things like Takatori used and killed his family, and Takatori yelling at him for having Weiß kill Mamoru. I would write that but I'm so uninspired.
Again, I'm sorry for the supper short chapter. The next one will be longer. What's going happen next? Well you're just going to wait. (I'm trying for next Friday)