DISCLAIMER: I dont own Weiss Kreuz. Its owned by Koyasu Takehito and weiss. Got it? good.
Wei§ Kreuz: The Angel Chronicles-- Takatori Blood Reigns
Chapter Three: Little Blue Russian Kitten
Yumi watched from above, wearing what looked like a black body suit with a red/black jacket over it, a small pair of daggers in her hand as she watched from the shadows, making sure that nothing was happening to any of the others. She didn't want to fully come out into the open yet... but she knew she could strike... soon.
She gasped, as she saw one of the evil parasites, what looked like a guard, standing behind Omi, almost prepared to strike. Not even thinking at all; letting her instincts take the better control over her, she reacted. She jumped high into the air, allowing the wind to carry her down safely like the strike of an avenging angel. Removing a dagger, she threw it swiftly, as she put all of her weight and strength into the throw.
Omi tensed up, prepared to kill his stalker behind him, only to find his eyes grow wide in surprise, to see the attacker fall right on his face, a dagger sticking out of middle of his back. Omi looked up to see the figure, a thin, frail, yet beautiful figure of a woman flying across the sky; almost like an angel. "....w...What's that????" Omi yelled in question, his eyes wide in surprise.
Ken heard Omi's surprised reaction, and looked up to the sky to see the young beautiful avenging angel fly past them, landing on another rooftop. "....she's beautiful... I..." he jerked, as he nearly missed the sweep of a katana blade from another evil bandit, just barely nicking his arm, causing it to bleed slightly.
From above them, the unknown woman noticed the one bandit trying to attack Ken, and saw him slice through his arm. She felt something inside her snap, and as she did so, she screamed, "BASTARD!!!!" She flew off the top of the roof where she stood, and with a quick slice with her slightly larger dagger, she dug her dagger into his stomach, twisting it as if he was gutting him alive. He let out a scream of horror and pain, then fell to the ground; dead before he hit the floor.
Ken gripped his arm, the blood flowing down his sleeve, as he looked at the strange young woman, her dark hair, dark glasses... but her soft smile. "Who are..."
The mysterious young woman shook her head from side to side, her dark hair swayed back and forth. She removed her shirt that hung loosely around her waist, and tearing it into strips, she knelt there, and tended to his arm, until the entire thing was completely bandaged. "That is not important, Siberian ... your safe now, " she looked at him, the little bit of her eyes that gazed at him were soft and compassionate. She then stood up, looking at the others, the sunglasses she wore to hide her eyes from them all.
Abyssinian stood there, his always emotionless face just gazed up at the mysterious woman, "...Who are you??" he asked with his usual deadpan tone of expression.
Before she could say a word, one of the assailants who they were mistaken for dead, slowly reached up and threw a small dagger which stuck into her leg; causing her to grit her teeth in pain and fall to her good knee.
Omi witnessed this and felt something inside of him snap; he aimed his bow-caster at the assailant, and with one shot from his bow caster to the larynx; the assailant finally died.
The woman slowly tried to stand, almost appearing as if not even being hurt. The four guys stood watching her, as Yohji asked again for the majority, his voice choked out in awe, "....Just who are you....?"
The woman stood up, pushing her shades up on her face, "I am known as Blue Russian... A hunter of light. I am destined to fulfill Persia's legacy.... therefore... I am here to protect you..." she looked at them all, her gaze lingering on Ken first... then on Omi. "Each of you..."
Omi gazed at her, and something inside of him made him gasp, he had a vision of the woman standing there in front of him have darker black/brown hair, thinner features, and a winning smile. He gasped, "....kaa...san..." he whispered very softly in surprise; but it was enough for her to hear him.
She turned her head, her heart ached with such pain. She could feel the tears well up in her eyes as she turned around. She kept her back turned to the others as they heard her say, "Bombei, take care of Siberian..." and with that, she was gone.
Omi ran to the open area, trying to chase down the mysterious Angel, "....Matte!!!" he called, but was too late; the mysterious angel was gone. He stood there, the wind blowing through his semi -long hair. .oO(Who is she...who really is that Blue Russian..)
Ken stood there mesmerized, Yohji standing there holding him up as best as he could. Ken could feel his eyes sparkle with unshed tears as he thought to himself, hearing himself whisper out loud without realizing it, "The Blue... Russian....." He had to find out who this mysterious angel was. One way, or another....he wasnt going to rest until the truth was discovered.
* * *
Manx stood there, pacing back and forth as she did so, worried so intently over the well being of Yumi. .oO(She should have been back by now... what in the world happened to her...?) she worriedly thought to herself.
She stopped when she saw a familiar black suited figure stumble into the room, and fall on her knees, gritting her teeth as she did so. Manx ran for her and pulled out the emergency kit, as she started to tend to the leg wound Yumi had. "What happened there? Are the others all right?"
She didn't say another word right away, but Manx heard Yumi nod, and ask quietly, "...Hanae-chan... how much longer do I have to wait?" Yumi didn't say a word after that, and let Manx tend to her leg injury, her eyes danced with unshed tears, her mind drifted to the guys standing in place, wondering about her... her tears finally beginning to fall .oO(Minna..... gomen ne....) she thought to herself.
* * *
The next morning, Yumi slowly limped down the sidewalk, and found herself just outside of the flower shop. She decided not to go and walk into the shop with her limp leg, only because she was afraid that it might blow her cover. She stood across the street, watching the guys work feverishly in the flower shop, her eyes flinching in pain, her mind wishing she could with her whole heart tell them who she was... so they could be one.
She could hear static; the mini microphone that Manx had installed inside the flower shop for her to hear anything they spoke of starting to work. She could hear them talking to themselves about the night before, and the mysterious woman that helped them in their mission. She overheard Bombei say to them, "....I don't know why, but I can't stop thinking about that mysterious Angel who came to save us... why did she? And How does she know Persia?"
Ken didn't say a word, but was working as if he was thinking to himself. He couldn't get that mysterious....yet beautiful angel out of his head. He shook his head again, thinking back to that girl he met yesterday, .oO(What was her name? Yumi Hashibiya...that was it...) he thought to himself. She had sparked something in him that he didn't know existed. He didn't know how or why... but he really hoped he would see either the sweet young girl, or the mysterious dark angel again.
Aya spoke up quietly, "We have to be extremely cautious..." he thought slowly, not believing what he was saying, but somehow knowing he did, "...She showed excellent fighting skills... she knows how to handle herself...."
Omi spoke up quickly in place, "She can't be evil! Shuichi oji-san wouldn't have brought such an innocent person over if she didn't believe in the same things Persia and we all do!"
Yohji patted Omi on the head, "Whoa.... Take it easy Omi... what's got you in such a frantic rage about this girl..." he thought for a moment and winked, "You like her, don'tcha?"
Omi spat in retort, "Of course not! It's just..." he said as he looked down at the ground, "It's just... she seems like I know her... I don't know...something just makes me think I've known her... or something..."
Yumi smiled softly to herself, thinking in her mind, .oO(Oh minna... I want to tell you everything... but I'll be putting you all in danger if I did... I don't want Schwartz to know... but I am with you....) Just then, she heard a voice in her mind, .oO(Are you so sure about that, little blue kitten) she could hear the voice snicker, the rich German accent unmistakable in her mind, .oO(You were and will always belong to us... your father already promised us.... It's time to go back to Crawford...)
She gritted her teeth, her eyes went cold as blue sapphires, she thought back to him, .o(You're so sure...) she snickered at the voice, .oO(Go to hell Schuldich... you don't have control over me... any of you do... I belong to the group my uncle founded.... never to you...)
She felt invisible hands go around her and yank her into a dark and deserted alleyway. She felt her body fling into what felt to be an invisible chi wall as she gritted her teeth, her mouth crying out in unbelievable pain. She saw a tall man, with red hair and a wickedly evil smile, as well as a young kid, his prominent black eyes shinning like two cobalt black jewels. The red haired male sneered/grinned down at her as the younger child picked her up with another invisible chi wall, and tossed her against the brick wall hard.
Yumi cried out in pain, as she glared out at him, her eyes glared with the fire that only those who want to see or think possible. She could see the memory of her uncle lying in a heap, and could see the fire of the four standing behind in the shadows, laughing at him as it happened. She tried to fight the invisible wall and glared at the two, "Damn you Schuldich... Nagi!!"
Schuldich smirked down at her, and said out loud, "Remember little blue kitten.... you belong to Crawford... not to those idiots." and with that, the two of them disappeared into the darkness, letting Yumi fall to the ground like a rock.
Yumi struggled to her feet, and tried to walk towards the apartment, a place where she could tend to her wounds. She felt her vision go in and out as she coughed, blood flowing out onto her hand from her lungs, knowing something was slightly fractured inside of her. She began to stagger just as she felt someone catch her before she fell. Not being able to clearly focus on whom her savior was... she allowed the darkness of unconsciousness to take her completely.
Wei§ Kreuz: The Angel Chronicles-- Takatori Blood Reigns
Chapter Three: Little Blue Russian Kitten
Yumi watched from above, wearing what looked like a black body suit with a red/black jacket over it, a small pair of daggers in her hand as she watched from the shadows, making sure that nothing was happening to any of the others. She didn't want to fully come out into the open yet... but she knew she could strike... soon.
She gasped, as she saw one of the evil parasites, what looked like a guard, standing behind Omi, almost prepared to strike. Not even thinking at all; letting her instincts take the better control over her, she reacted. She jumped high into the air, allowing the wind to carry her down safely like the strike of an avenging angel. Removing a dagger, she threw it swiftly, as she put all of her weight and strength into the throw.
Omi tensed up, prepared to kill his stalker behind him, only to find his eyes grow wide in surprise, to see the attacker fall right on his face, a dagger sticking out of middle of his back. Omi looked up to see the figure, a thin, frail, yet beautiful figure of a woman flying across the sky; almost like an angel. "....w...What's that????" Omi yelled in question, his eyes wide in surprise.
Ken heard Omi's surprised reaction, and looked up to the sky to see the young beautiful avenging angel fly past them, landing on another rooftop. "....she's beautiful... I..." he jerked, as he nearly missed the sweep of a katana blade from another evil bandit, just barely nicking his arm, causing it to bleed slightly.
From above them, the unknown woman noticed the one bandit trying to attack Ken, and saw him slice through his arm. She felt something inside her snap, and as she did so, she screamed, "BASTARD!!!!" She flew off the top of the roof where she stood, and with a quick slice with her slightly larger dagger, she dug her dagger into his stomach, twisting it as if he was gutting him alive. He let out a scream of horror and pain, then fell to the ground; dead before he hit the floor.
Ken gripped his arm, the blood flowing down his sleeve, as he looked at the strange young woman, her dark hair, dark glasses... but her soft smile. "Who are..."
The mysterious young woman shook her head from side to side, her dark hair swayed back and forth. She removed her shirt that hung loosely around her waist, and tearing it into strips, she knelt there, and tended to his arm, until the entire thing was completely bandaged. "That is not important, Siberian ... your safe now, " she looked at him, the little bit of her eyes that gazed at him were soft and compassionate. She then stood up, looking at the others, the sunglasses she wore to hide her eyes from them all.
Abyssinian stood there, his always emotionless face just gazed up at the mysterious woman, "...Who are you??" he asked with his usual deadpan tone of expression.
Before she could say a word, one of the assailants who they were mistaken for dead, slowly reached up and threw a small dagger which stuck into her leg; causing her to grit her teeth in pain and fall to her good knee.
Omi witnessed this and felt something inside of him snap; he aimed his bow-caster at the assailant, and with one shot from his bow caster to the larynx; the assailant finally died.
The woman slowly tried to stand, almost appearing as if not even being hurt. The four guys stood watching her, as Yohji asked again for the majority, his voice choked out in awe, "....Just who are you....?"
The woman stood up, pushing her shades up on her face, "I am known as Blue Russian... A hunter of light. I am destined to fulfill Persia's legacy.... therefore... I am here to protect you..." she looked at them all, her gaze lingering on Ken first... then on Omi. "Each of you..."
Omi gazed at her, and something inside of him made him gasp, he had a vision of the woman standing there in front of him have darker black/brown hair, thinner features, and a winning smile. He gasped, "....kaa...san..." he whispered very softly in surprise; but it was enough for her to hear him.
She turned her head, her heart ached with such pain. She could feel the tears well up in her eyes as she turned around. She kept her back turned to the others as they heard her say, "Bombei, take care of Siberian..." and with that, she was gone.
Omi ran to the open area, trying to chase down the mysterious Angel, "....Matte!!!" he called, but was too late; the mysterious angel was gone. He stood there, the wind blowing through his semi -long hair. .oO(Who is she...who really is that Blue Russian..)
Ken stood there mesmerized, Yohji standing there holding him up as best as he could. Ken could feel his eyes sparkle with unshed tears as he thought to himself, hearing himself whisper out loud without realizing it, "The Blue... Russian....." He had to find out who this mysterious angel was. One way, or another....he wasnt going to rest until the truth was discovered.
Manx stood there, pacing back and forth as she did so, worried so intently over the well being of Yumi. .oO(She should have been back by now... what in the world happened to her...?) she worriedly thought to herself.
She stopped when she saw a familiar black suited figure stumble into the room, and fall on her knees, gritting her teeth as she did so. Manx ran for her and pulled out the emergency kit, as she started to tend to the leg wound Yumi had. "What happened there? Are the others all right?"
She didn't say another word right away, but Manx heard Yumi nod, and ask quietly, "...Hanae-chan... how much longer do I have to wait?" Yumi didn't say a word after that, and let Manx tend to her leg injury, her eyes danced with unshed tears, her mind drifted to the guys standing in place, wondering about her... her tears finally beginning to fall .oO(Minna..... gomen ne....) she thought to herself.
The next morning, Yumi slowly limped down the sidewalk, and found herself just outside of the flower shop. She decided not to go and walk into the shop with her limp leg, only because she was afraid that it might blow her cover. She stood across the street, watching the guys work feverishly in the flower shop, her eyes flinching in pain, her mind wishing she could with her whole heart tell them who she was... so they could be one.
She could hear static; the mini microphone that Manx had installed inside the flower shop for her to hear anything they spoke of starting to work. She could hear them talking to themselves about the night before, and the mysterious woman that helped them in their mission. She overheard Bombei say to them, "....I don't know why, but I can't stop thinking about that mysterious Angel who came to save us... why did she? And How does she know Persia?"
Ken didn't say a word, but was working as if he was thinking to himself. He couldn't get that mysterious....yet beautiful angel out of his head. He shook his head again, thinking back to that girl he met yesterday, .oO(What was her name? Yumi Hashibiya...that was it...) he thought to himself. She had sparked something in him that he didn't know existed. He didn't know how or why... but he really hoped he would see either the sweet young girl, or the mysterious dark angel again.
Aya spoke up quietly, "We have to be extremely cautious..." he thought slowly, not believing what he was saying, but somehow knowing he did, "...She showed excellent fighting skills... she knows how to handle herself...."
Omi spoke up quickly in place, "She can't be evil! Shuichi oji-san wouldn't have brought such an innocent person over if she didn't believe in the same things Persia and we all do!"
Yohji patted Omi on the head, "Whoa.... Take it easy Omi... what's got you in such a frantic rage about this girl..." he thought for a moment and winked, "You like her, don'tcha?"
Omi spat in retort, "Of course not! It's just..." he said as he looked down at the ground, "It's just... she seems like I know her... I don't know...something just makes me think I've known her... or something..."
Yumi smiled softly to herself, thinking in her mind, .oO(Oh minna... I want to tell you everything... but I'll be putting you all in danger if I did... I don't want Schwartz to know... but I am with you....) Just then, she heard a voice in her mind, .oO(Are you so sure about that, little blue kitten) she could hear the voice snicker, the rich German accent unmistakable in her mind, .oO(You were and will always belong to us... your father already promised us.... It's time to go back to Crawford...)
She gritted her teeth, her eyes went cold as blue sapphires, she thought back to him, .o(You're so sure...) she snickered at the voice, .oO(Go to hell Schuldich... you don't have control over me... any of you do... I belong to the group my uncle founded.... never to you...)
She felt invisible hands go around her and yank her into a dark and deserted alleyway. She felt her body fling into what felt to be an invisible chi wall as she gritted her teeth, her mouth crying out in unbelievable pain. She saw a tall man, with red hair and a wickedly evil smile, as well as a young kid, his prominent black eyes shinning like two cobalt black jewels. The red haired male sneered/grinned down at her as the younger child picked her up with another invisible chi wall, and tossed her against the brick wall hard.
Yumi cried out in pain, as she glared out at him, her eyes glared with the fire that only those who want to see or think possible. She could see the memory of her uncle lying in a heap, and could see the fire of the four standing behind in the shadows, laughing at him as it happened. She tried to fight the invisible wall and glared at the two, "Damn you Schuldich... Nagi!!"
Schuldich smirked down at her, and said out loud, "Remember little blue kitten.... you belong to Crawford... not to those idiots." and with that, the two of them disappeared into the darkness, letting Yumi fall to the ground like a rock.
Yumi struggled to her feet, and tried to walk towards the apartment, a place where she could tend to her wounds. She felt her vision go in and out as she coughed, blood flowing out onto her hand from her lungs, knowing something was slightly fractured inside of her. She began to stagger just as she felt someone catch her before she fell. Not being able to clearly focus on whom her savior was... she allowed the darkness of unconsciousness to take her completely.