INTERMISSION 3
Darkness is all that he could see. He could smell the fresh meat in the next cell right next to him and licked his chops. The desire for food was always enticing even to him. He ate his fill then exercised it off then works again at his destructive behavior. For two years now he has been in this prison called his mind. Two years they forced him to do their dirty work. And it was at this time that they wanted nothing more out of him but to play the host to a monster that was so powerful it made the leaders of the group very afraid of him. As he saw it the monster was nothing more then a troubled girl who wanted nothing more then her freedom and a chance to live in this new world.
Both of them shared memories that where passed to each other through the link that they shared. As he stared at her pinned to the tree with her silver locks flying in the wind he could not help but wonder at the predicament that he had seeing a naked woman like this but not feel lusted by the looks of her. He guessed that he saw her in a different light one that he had never imagined of having. The bond that he shared with this woman was proof of that. After sharing her memories as well as talking to those two ghosts the figure was completely aware of how to defeat the ones who did this to him as well as her. But he also knows that he is too weak to fight them. The only hope for the world is sleeping against a tree with an arrow coming out of her chest.
He looked at all the markings that the woman in the tree possessed. A crescent moon on her forehead blue as the deep blue sea. Two magenta stripes one each side of her cheeks that look almost like blood and one stripe that looks so much like eye shadow on each eye lid. On each of her wrists where stripes also as well as her ankles. He head had two dog ears resting in those silver locks but her eyes did not open. The man was at a loss for the only time he saw the power that she possessed is when those monsters on the outside called for his body to perform another one of those disgusting tasks. He wanted nothing more then to kill them all but he would die before he had the chance had he been normal. Maybe in a mobile suit he could have done it his gundam better yet but alas that is not the case.
The days he had been a prisoner had drifted from days, to weeks, to months, to years. Two years he had been trapped in his own mind trapped with nothing to do. All he did was converse with ghosts who claim to have been originators of the blood that created the woman in front of him. They where an interesting duo both brothers when they explained things to him. Once mortal enemies; now equals in death but they both shared a common enemy. The one he must kill to finally end a feud that started centuries ago. He stood in his uniform all torn and covered in blood staring at the woman in the tree as her hair filled her face and covered all the vital parts. "If you can here me and I know you can when the time comes we will break out of here and then those who have done this to us, especially you Moro will face your wrath. The ones who forced you to destroy all that you loved so much will die before you it is just a matter of time now." He said as he sat on a vine that surrounded the tree.
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Mark was standing in front of the so called body of the man known as Alexander Kushranada lay on the floor of his home. Blood covering everything as Mark licked his fingers as they shrank back into their original form. The Shikon Jewel glowed around his neck as he smiled, "Good riddance to bad humans," he said enjoying the taste of Alexander's blood on his fingers. "This is one human I wanted to kill myself besides Inu-Yasha," he said as he began to walk way his true form showing in the dark artificial moonlight. "Enjoy your meal master," said a voice and Kanna showed in her true form. A girl that was all white showing no emotions as she walked towards her master, "Yes I enjoyed it very well Kanna what is it you have to report to me?" he said coolly. "We have gundam pilot 02 in our grasps." She said, "Well what is his exact location?" "Alakan base in Alaska where he is under constant watch and is scheduled to be fed to Moro in a few weeks." She said, "They are currently fattening him up but knowing him he is not eating that much. He is probably feeding the rest of his spoils to the rats." Naraku said, "Or did you put him with someone else?" he stated,
"He is with Windstorm," Kanna said calmly, "I see," said Naraku, "Making Windstorm eat human food is like asking a woman to drink dog piss." He said smiling, "Make sure that 02 is comfortable that is until it is time to feed him to Moro," he said and Kanna bowed and disappeared to where ever she goes. Smiling to himself Naraku resumed the form of Mark Ellison and calmly walked into the shower to clean off all the blood and burn the clothes that he wore when he killed Kushranada, "A fool like his relative Treize." He said before burning the place and leaving the fire to the authorities.
Darkness is all that he could see. He could smell the fresh meat in the next cell right next to him and licked his chops. The desire for food was always enticing even to him. He ate his fill then exercised it off then works again at his destructive behavior. For two years now he has been in this prison called his mind. Two years they forced him to do their dirty work. And it was at this time that they wanted nothing more out of him but to play the host to a monster that was so powerful it made the leaders of the group very afraid of him. As he saw it the monster was nothing more then a troubled girl who wanted nothing more then her freedom and a chance to live in this new world.
Both of them shared memories that where passed to each other through the link that they shared. As he stared at her pinned to the tree with her silver locks flying in the wind he could not help but wonder at the predicament that he had seeing a naked woman like this but not feel lusted by the looks of her. He guessed that he saw her in a different light one that he had never imagined of having. The bond that he shared with this woman was proof of that. After sharing her memories as well as talking to those two ghosts the figure was completely aware of how to defeat the ones who did this to him as well as her. But he also knows that he is too weak to fight them. The only hope for the world is sleeping against a tree with an arrow coming out of her chest.
He looked at all the markings that the woman in the tree possessed. A crescent moon on her forehead blue as the deep blue sea. Two magenta stripes one each side of her cheeks that look almost like blood and one stripe that looks so much like eye shadow on each eye lid. On each of her wrists where stripes also as well as her ankles. He head had two dog ears resting in those silver locks but her eyes did not open. The man was at a loss for the only time he saw the power that she possessed is when those monsters on the outside called for his body to perform another one of those disgusting tasks. He wanted nothing more then to kill them all but he would die before he had the chance had he been normal. Maybe in a mobile suit he could have done it his gundam better yet but alas that is not the case.
The days he had been a prisoner had drifted from days, to weeks, to months, to years. Two years he had been trapped in his own mind trapped with nothing to do. All he did was converse with ghosts who claim to have been originators of the blood that created the woman in front of him. They where an interesting duo both brothers when they explained things to him. Once mortal enemies; now equals in death but they both shared a common enemy. The one he must kill to finally end a feud that started centuries ago. He stood in his uniform all torn and covered in blood staring at the woman in the tree as her hair filled her face and covered all the vital parts. "If you can here me and I know you can when the time comes we will break out of here and then those who have done this to us, especially you Moro will face your wrath. The ones who forced you to destroy all that you loved so much will die before you it is just a matter of time now." He said as he sat on a vine that surrounded the tree.
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Mark was standing in front of the so called body of the man known as Alexander Kushranada lay on the floor of his home. Blood covering everything as Mark licked his fingers as they shrank back into their original form. The Shikon Jewel glowed around his neck as he smiled, "Good riddance to bad humans," he said enjoying the taste of Alexander's blood on his fingers. "This is one human I wanted to kill myself besides Inu-Yasha," he said as he began to walk way his true form showing in the dark artificial moonlight. "Enjoy your meal master," said a voice and Kanna showed in her true form. A girl that was all white showing no emotions as she walked towards her master, "Yes I enjoyed it very well Kanna what is it you have to report to me?" he said coolly. "We have gundam pilot 02 in our grasps." She said, "Well what is his exact location?" "Alakan base in Alaska where he is under constant watch and is scheduled to be fed to Moro in a few weeks." She said, "They are currently fattening him up but knowing him he is not eating that much. He is probably feeding the rest of his spoils to the rats." Naraku said, "Or did you put him with someone else?" he stated,
"He is with Windstorm," Kanna said calmly, "I see," said Naraku, "Making Windstorm eat human food is like asking a woman to drink dog piss." He said smiling, "Make sure that 02 is comfortable that is until it is time to feed him to Moro," he said and Kanna bowed and disappeared to where ever she goes. Smiling to himself Naraku resumed the form of Mark Ellison and calmly walked into the shower to clean off all the blood and burn the clothes that he wore when he killed Kushranada, "A fool like his relative Treize." He said before burning the place and leaving the fire to the authorities.