I tried as hard as I could to get this chapter up before school ended, and
it looks like I did! I don't wanna stop writing! I wanna read the rest of
Bustaheads story! I wanna finish Chasms! (I'll get you later. . .) I
wanna get the chance to read Kikokens too! (Read some, but not all.) You
guys are very kind and I wish there were more people like you in the world.
I'm gonna stop wining now, and get this thing going!
Chapter 6 Let's Rock! The Village of Corpses
The three came back to the house. As Schala opened the door, her mother burst out and hugged her.
"Mom! I'm fine, don't worry." Schala resisted. Her mother let her go and sighed.
Everyone got situated inside. Schala stood in front of Dante.
"Might I ask why you're here? Killing some demons?"
Dante slouched back in his chair. "Well, it seems to be that way, but I'm actually here to investigate something."
Schala quirked an eyebrow. "Concerning?"
"Well, we came here to figure out what the demons are up to. We also wanted to find a relic of some sort. Heard of it?"
"A relic. . .?"
Yui sighed. "He must be talking about the Arul Light."
Dante growled. "I don't care what it's called. I just wanna find it. What is it exactly?"
"The Arul Light is an ancient crest created by a human hundreds of years ago during a demon-human war. It is a mystical relic that has the powers to bring back the dead. The man created it to bring back people who had been killed by demons." Yui explained.
"Brings back the dead?" Demi asked softly.
Dante sighed. "Yeah, you heard him right." He took a moment to think. "Tell me, how do you use it? Just curious."
"Basiclly, you just pick it up and think of whomever you want back to life. It's supposed to be easy to use."
"Can demons use it?"
". . .Well, I believe so. . ."
Demi stood up. "I bet that's why the demons are here! They want it to bring someone back from the dead!" He turned to Dante. "You think they're trying to bring back Mundus?"
"Kid, Mundus ain't dead." Dante laughed.
"But I though you-"
"I didn't kill him! I just sealed him away again. I doubt they can use that thing to bring him back."
"Well, actually. . ." Yui groaned. Dante snapped his head toward him.
"What now?"
"The man who created the Arul Light didn't do it alone. He had a friend help him. A demon friend."
"So?"
"Well, I think his name was Belthis, and I think he's still alive. If he is, he could probably tinker with it to unseal Mundus."
"That would suck." Demi said, rubbing the back of his head.
Dante got up. "I'll go find this thing before the demons do. Where is it?"
Yui thought for a moment. "Ah, it's in the Kyla village ruins."
Schala looked over at Yui. "Can I take them there, dad? I know that area well."
"I suppose. That is, if it's alright with Dante." Yui approved.
Schala looked over to Dante. "May I, sir?" I promise not to burden you."
Dante thought this proposition over. He really didn't see anything good coming out of this. He ended up saving any other woman he partnered up with, and he really didn't feel like having to do it again. But, for some reason, there was something about this girl that made Dante want to bring her along.
""Sure, why not?" Dante answered with a shrug.
"Really? Alright, I'll go ahead and take you to the ruins then." Schala said happily and began taking off a bag that hung on her waist. She handed them to her mother. "Here mom. Take these for me while I'm gone, okay?"
Her mother nodded, took the bag and left the room with it. Yui put his hand on Schala's shoulder.
"Now, listen. I want you to be careful and take a weapon. I don't want you to get hurt. There are demons all over the island, understand?"
"Yes, father. I know. I'll bring my spear, if it makes you feel better." Schala sighed. She left the room and came back a few moments later with a long spear. There was an eight-inch blade on the tip and a few decorations, consisting of feathers and leather. "Better?"
Yui nodded.
Schala turned to Dante and Demi, who looked ready to go. "Alright, let's get going."
Yui and his wife waved as the three left. Soon, they entered a thickened forest beyond the village and vanished.
Yui's wife turned to Yui. "Well, I hope they'll be alright."
"Yeah. . ."
Yui's wife began giggling.
"Huh?" Yui asked. "What's so funny?"
"You thought Dante was here to kill us. You should have seen the look on your face! It was priceless!"
"Oh, quiet. . .go play with Skail or something."
"Fine." She turned around and left. "Um, Yui?"
"What?"
"Where is Skail?"
~~
"Okay, just keep with me. I know my way to those ruins pretty well." Schala said. "Just gotta get past these darn bushes."
Dante came up next to her. "Here, I'll take care of it." He pulled out Alastor and began chopping at the brush in front of them.
"Thank, just keep straight and I'll tell you when to change direction."
Demi sighed. The sun made the dense forest umbareably hot and humid. He wiped a good bit of sweat from his face.
"Damn it! How can you guys stand it here! I feel like I'm gonna die!" Demi groaned.
"Well you see, Demi, I don't bitch about it. And it really doesn't bother me much. I've been in worse, trust me."
"Aw, go to hell."
"Naw, been there and back, twice. Don't feel like going again any time soon. That's where I said it's hotter."
Schala let out a little laugh. "Yeah, been there."
Demi groaned. "Whatever. . .How much further until we get to these ruins?"
"Well. . ." Schala thought for a moment. "We'll get out of the forest in about ten minutes and then we should be there."
"Good. I don't wanna be here for another minute."
Fourtuatly, there were no demons in the forest. Dante could only figure that it was too dense for them. Dante definetly couldn't fight any here.
Demi let out a sigh. He watched Dante tirelessly hack at the bushes, brush, and miscellaneous other plants. Demi got tired just watching him. He decided not to wine, for if he did, he was afraid Dante would think badly of him.
"No way I'm gonna let myself look like a fool in front of him again." Demi thought, wiping more sweat from his brow.
He thought back to his fight on the ship, when he'd done his "dullard" technique. He might have looked like a dumbass, but as he'd told Dante, that was the point. It was usually used to make his old friends laugh. Many hours had been spent goofing off with stupid and drunken sword styles. His friends had thought it quite impressive, actually. His style, which he called the 'dullard', was the only one that anyone in his little group of friends could come up with that worked well. That is, besides actual sword fighting techniques. Sure, they practiced the real thing, but it was just fun to mess around.
"And where are your friends now, huh? All that fun, and now. . ." Demi thought. He groaned. He let his head hang low.
"What's wrong now, Demi?" Dante asked, annoyed.
Demi snapped his head up. "Nothing, Mr. Dante. Just hot. . .I guess."
"Well, don't worry, we're out."
Demi looked past Dante. He could see that there was no more forest in front of them. As they came closer to the edge, the air cooled dramaticlly.
"Thank god." Demi groaned. He ran in front of Dante and out into the open. He stopped suddenly.
In front of him was a village. No longer a village, but a ruined graveyard. Dante came at Demi's side and gave a breath of disgust. Anything that had been a building was now demolished, only crumbled rocks were left in a heap where they had been. Half decomposed bodies were strewn around the village. Many looked like they had been killed in agony, their faces still frozon into one of terror.
"My god. Who did this?!" Demi groaned in distaste.
"Demons." Schala answered. "This was a human village. When the demons came, they killed any human they saw on the island. They destroyed the villages as well. The only village they haven't destroyed is ours, only because we're demons too."
Dante walked over to one of the bodies. It was a woman. She had a painful expression on her face. He saw something in her arms. It was an infant.
"Bastards. . ." Dante growled. He clenched his fists.
Demi walked over with him. ". . .How could they do such a thing?"
Dante didn't answer. He slowly turned away from the mangled woman's corpse. He knew the aswer: they were demons, capable of the most horrific of deeds. They didn't care how innocent a life was, they only wanted to destroy it. Dante looked up at Schala.
"Let's just get out of here." He said in a soft, sympathetic voice. He didn't want to have to stare at the bodies longer than possible.
For the first time since he'd met Dante, Demi thought he saw remorse in Dante's eyes. He had only thought of him as a cold, uncaring person. But, now he relized that he was wrong. He slowly walked up to Dante and put one hand on his shoulder.
"Come on, we're gonna leave."
Dante saw Schala go up in front, and followed. Demi removed his arm from Dante and walked at his side. He slowly lagged behind until he was a few feet behind Dante.
As they walked, Dante listened to every sound in the area, weary of any demons. All he could hear was Demi's footsteps, his boots clomping loudly on the broken rock ground. He kept his own silent. Schala's couldn't be heard either. He just listened. His ears picking up any twig snap, rustling of the leaves, or the blowing of the wind.
Suddenly, Demi's footsteps became silent. Dante stopped.
"Demi?" Dante called. There was no response.
When Dante turned around, Demi was gone.
"Schala, stop! Demitri's gone!"
"What?!" She turned around. "Where could he have gone?"
"I don't know. . .Demi!"
They began searching the area, but there was no sign what so ever of the boy.
"Damn it! Where could he be?"
'Don't worry," A voice called in Dante's head. "the boy is safe. . .for the time being."
"Wha-" Dante began. Suddenly, his head began to throb. He clenched his forehead in pain and groaned.
"DaNtE?" Schala's voice called, rather distorted. "ArE yOu OkAy?"
"AAAHGH!!!" Dante yelled. "THERE'S SOMEONE IN MY HEAD!!!!"
Everything around Dante became gnarled and distorted. His surrounding appeared to melt into darkness. Soon, Dante was surrounded by black, darkness as far as the eye could see.
There was a loud, laugher. A shrill, crazed laughter of a woman.
"You shouldn't be worried about your friend. Be more worried about yourself right now." The woman laughed.
"WHAT IS THIS!!??"
*****
OH SHIT!! I have to end this chapter here! DAMN IT!! Awwww. . .just hope you liked it. I loved your reviews. They made my day. Please give me more!
And now. . .
ON WITH THE WAR!!!!!
*Since the flamethrower is empty, pulls out the Ifrit gauntlets.*
HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! *Goes devil trigger and begins to hurl fireballs at Chasm. Suddenly, after numerous fireballs, the DT runs out.*
Aw, damn it! *Looks around for a better weapon. Sees a small, green orb on the ground.*
YES! My fire materia! *Leaps and grabs the materia. Equips it and begins casting numerous fire 3 spells on Chasm until almost out of MP. He is blackened, but not dead. You know, cartoon style.*
Now for this!! *Pulls out a small red dragon crest from Lunar 2 and summons up Ruby. (Or the red dragon. . .whatever.) Countless fireballs fall from the sky and blast Chasm. He still isn't harmed, only blackened. A piece of his hair has a small flame burning on the tip. Now, completely out of MP, (Why does everything cost MP?!) Burry runs up with Sparda and does Auron's Banishing Blade attack, sending Chasm flying.*
*Dyne comes out from behind a toilet, which is all that's left of my house. He is tapping his foot and looks very pissed.*
Okay, I should stop. Really, I should. . .BUT I DON'T WANNA!! I DON'T! *Jumps on the ground and begins throwing a tantrum. Dyne begins dragging Burry off.*
NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! *See's zippo fall out of pocket and snatches it up. Lights it and begins playing with the flame.* Oh, so pretty. . .my precious. . . *Burns self and waves finger around. Looks around and continues playing with flame. Stops and sees Chasm, laying on the ground.* This isn't over!!!! *Continues with the flame.* Heh, heh. . .
Dyne: Oh, for god's sake! Stop this madness!! *Still dragging Burry off.*
(Oh, Chasm. . .Don't kill me for any of this. I think I should've asked your permission for this nonsense. You don't mind, right?)
Chapter 6 Let's Rock! The Village of Corpses
The three came back to the house. As Schala opened the door, her mother burst out and hugged her.
"Mom! I'm fine, don't worry." Schala resisted. Her mother let her go and sighed.
Everyone got situated inside. Schala stood in front of Dante.
"Might I ask why you're here? Killing some demons?"
Dante slouched back in his chair. "Well, it seems to be that way, but I'm actually here to investigate something."
Schala quirked an eyebrow. "Concerning?"
"Well, we came here to figure out what the demons are up to. We also wanted to find a relic of some sort. Heard of it?"
"A relic. . .?"
Yui sighed. "He must be talking about the Arul Light."
Dante growled. "I don't care what it's called. I just wanna find it. What is it exactly?"
"The Arul Light is an ancient crest created by a human hundreds of years ago during a demon-human war. It is a mystical relic that has the powers to bring back the dead. The man created it to bring back people who had been killed by demons." Yui explained.
"Brings back the dead?" Demi asked softly.
Dante sighed. "Yeah, you heard him right." He took a moment to think. "Tell me, how do you use it? Just curious."
"Basiclly, you just pick it up and think of whomever you want back to life. It's supposed to be easy to use."
"Can demons use it?"
". . .Well, I believe so. . ."
Demi stood up. "I bet that's why the demons are here! They want it to bring someone back from the dead!" He turned to Dante. "You think they're trying to bring back Mundus?"
"Kid, Mundus ain't dead." Dante laughed.
"But I though you-"
"I didn't kill him! I just sealed him away again. I doubt they can use that thing to bring him back."
"Well, actually. . ." Yui groaned. Dante snapped his head toward him.
"What now?"
"The man who created the Arul Light didn't do it alone. He had a friend help him. A demon friend."
"So?"
"Well, I think his name was Belthis, and I think he's still alive. If he is, he could probably tinker with it to unseal Mundus."
"That would suck." Demi said, rubbing the back of his head.
Dante got up. "I'll go find this thing before the demons do. Where is it?"
Yui thought for a moment. "Ah, it's in the Kyla village ruins."
Schala looked over at Yui. "Can I take them there, dad? I know that area well."
"I suppose. That is, if it's alright with Dante." Yui approved.
Schala looked over to Dante. "May I, sir?" I promise not to burden you."
Dante thought this proposition over. He really didn't see anything good coming out of this. He ended up saving any other woman he partnered up with, and he really didn't feel like having to do it again. But, for some reason, there was something about this girl that made Dante want to bring her along.
""Sure, why not?" Dante answered with a shrug.
"Really? Alright, I'll go ahead and take you to the ruins then." Schala said happily and began taking off a bag that hung on her waist. She handed them to her mother. "Here mom. Take these for me while I'm gone, okay?"
Her mother nodded, took the bag and left the room with it. Yui put his hand on Schala's shoulder.
"Now, listen. I want you to be careful and take a weapon. I don't want you to get hurt. There are demons all over the island, understand?"
"Yes, father. I know. I'll bring my spear, if it makes you feel better." Schala sighed. She left the room and came back a few moments later with a long spear. There was an eight-inch blade on the tip and a few decorations, consisting of feathers and leather. "Better?"
Yui nodded.
Schala turned to Dante and Demi, who looked ready to go. "Alright, let's get going."
Yui and his wife waved as the three left. Soon, they entered a thickened forest beyond the village and vanished.
Yui's wife turned to Yui. "Well, I hope they'll be alright."
"Yeah. . ."
Yui's wife began giggling.
"Huh?" Yui asked. "What's so funny?"
"You thought Dante was here to kill us. You should have seen the look on your face! It was priceless!"
"Oh, quiet. . .go play with Skail or something."
"Fine." She turned around and left. "Um, Yui?"
"What?"
"Where is Skail?"
~~
"Okay, just keep with me. I know my way to those ruins pretty well." Schala said. "Just gotta get past these darn bushes."
Dante came up next to her. "Here, I'll take care of it." He pulled out Alastor and began chopping at the brush in front of them.
"Thank, just keep straight and I'll tell you when to change direction."
Demi sighed. The sun made the dense forest umbareably hot and humid. He wiped a good bit of sweat from his face.
"Damn it! How can you guys stand it here! I feel like I'm gonna die!" Demi groaned.
"Well you see, Demi, I don't bitch about it. And it really doesn't bother me much. I've been in worse, trust me."
"Aw, go to hell."
"Naw, been there and back, twice. Don't feel like going again any time soon. That's where I said it's hotter."
Schala let out a little laugh. "Yeah, been there."
Demi groaned. "Whatever. . .How much further until we get to these ruins?"
"Well. . ." Schala thought for a moment. "We'll get out of the forest in about ten minutes and then we should be there."
"Good. I don't wanna be here for another minute."
Fourtuatly, there were no demons in the forest. Dante could only figure that it was too dense for them. Dante definetly couldn't fight any here.
Demi let out a sigh. He watched Dante tirelessly hack at the bushes, brush, and miscellaneous other plants. Demi got tired just watching him. He decided not to wine, for if he did, he was afraid Dante would think badly of him.
"No way I'm gonna let myself look like a fool in front of him again." Demi thought, wiping more sweat from his brow.
He thought back to his fight on the ship, when he'd done his "dullard" technique. He might have looked like a dumbass, but as he'd told Dante, that was the point. It was usually used to make his old friends laugh. Many hours had been spent goofing off with stupid and drunken sword styles. His friends had thought it quite impressive, actually. His style, which he called the 'dullard', was the only one that anyone in his little group of friends could come up with that worked well. That is, besides actual sword fighting techniques. Sure, they practiced the real thing, but it was just fun to mess around.
"And where are your friends now, huh? All that fun, and now. . ." Demi thought. He groaned. He let his head hang low.
"What's wrong now, Demi?" Dante asked, annoyed.
Demi snapped his head up. "Nothing, Mr. Dante. Just hot. . .I guess."
"Well, don't worry, we're out."
Demi looked past Dante. He could see that there was no more forest in front of them. As they came closer to the edge, the air cooled dramaticlly.
"Thank god." Demi groaned. He ran in front of Dante and out into the open. He stopped suddenly.
In front of him was a village. No longer a village, but a ruined graveyard. Dante came at Demi's side and gave a breath of disgust. Anything that had been a building was now demolished, only crumbled rocks were left in a heap where they had been. Half decomposed bodies were strewn around the village. Many looked like they had been killed in agony, their faces still frozon into one of terror.
"My god. Who did this?!" Demi groaned in distaste.
"Demons." Schala answered. "This was a human village. When the demons came, they killed any human they saw on the island. They destroyed the villages as well. The only village they haven't destroyed is ours, only because we're demons too."
Dante walked over to one of the bodies. It was a woman. She had a painful expression on her face. He saw something in her arms. It was an infant.
"Bastards. . ." Dante growled. He clenched his fists.
Demi walked over with him. ". . .How could they do such a thing?"
Dante didn't answer. He slowly turned away from the mangled woman's corpse. He knew the aswer: they were demons, capable of the most horrific of deeds. They didn't care how innocent a life was, they only wanted to destroy it. Dante looked up at Schala.
"Let's just get out of here." He said in a soft, sympathetic voice. He didn't want to have to stare at the bodies longer than possible.
For the first time since he'd met Dante, Demi thought he saw remorse in Dante's eyes. He had only thought of him as a cold, uncaring person. But, now he relized that he was wrong. He slowly walked up to Dante and put one hand on his shoulder.
"Come on, we're gonna leave."
Dante saw Schala go up in front, and followed. Demi removed his arm from Dante and walked at his side. He slowly lagged behind until he was a few feet behind Dante.
As they walked, Dante listened to every sound in the area, weary of any demons. All he could hear was Demi's footsteps, his boots clomping loudly on the broken rock ground. He kept his own silent. Schala's couldn't be heard either. He just listened. His ears picking up any twig snap, rustling of the leaves, or the blowing of the wind.
Suddenly, Demi's footsteps became silent. Dante stopped.
"Demi?" Dante called. There was no response.
When Dante turned around, Demi was gone.
"Schala, stop! Demitri's gone!"
"What?!" She turned around. "Where could he have gone?"
"I don't know. . .Demi!"
They began searching the area, but there was no sign what so ever of the boy.
"Damn it! Where could he be?"
'Don't worry," A voice called in Dante's head. "the boy is safe. . .for the time being."
"Wha-" Dante began. Suddenly, his head began to throb. He clenched his forehead in pain and groaned.
"DaNtE?" Schala's voice called, rather distorted. "ArE yOu OkAy?"
"AAAHGH!!!" Dante yelled. "THERE'S SOMEONE IN MY HEAD!!!!"
Everything around Dante became gnarled and distorted. His surrounding appeared to melt into darkness. Soon, Dante was surrounded by black, darkness as far as the eye could see.
There was a loud, laugher. A shrill, crazed laughter of a woman.
"You shouldn't be worried about your friend. Be more worried about yourself right now." The woman laughed.
"WHAT IS THIS!!??"
*****
OH SHIT!! I have to end this chapter here! DAMN IT!! Awwww. . .just hope you liked it. I loved your reviews. They made my day. Please give me more!
And now. . .
ON WITH THE WAR!!!!!
*Since the flamethrower is empty, pulls out the Ifrit gauntlets.*
HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! *Goes devil trigger and begins to hurl fireballs at Chasm. Suddenly, after numerous fireballs, the DT runs out.*
Aw, damn it! *Looks around for a better weapon. Sees a small, green orb on the ground.*
YES! My fire materia! *Leaps and grabs the materia. Equips it and begins casting numerous fire 3 spells on Chasm until almost out of MP. He is blackened, but not dead. You know, cartoon style.*
Now for this!! *Pulls out a small red dragon crest from Lunar 2 and summons up Ruby. (Or the red dragon. . .whatever.) Countless fireballs fall from the sky and blast Chasm. He still isn't harmed, only blackened. A piece of his hair has a small flame burning on the tip. Now, completely out of MP, (Why does everything cost MP?!) Burry runs up with Sparda and does Auron's Banishing Blade attack, sending Chasm flying.*
*Dyne comes out from behind a toilet, which is all that's left of my house. He is tapping his foot and looks very pissed.*
Okay, I should stop. Really, I should. . .BUT I DON'T WANNA!! I DON'T! *Jumps on the ground and begins throwing a tantrum. Dyne begins dragging Burry off.*
NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! *See's zippo fall out of pocket and snatches it up. Lights it and begins playing with the flame.* Oh, so pretty. . .my precious. . . *Burns self and waves finger around. Looks around and continues playing with flame. Stops and sees Chasm, laying on the ground.* This isn't over!!!! *Continues with the flame.* Heh, heh. . .
Dyne: Oh, for god's sake! Stop this madness!! *Still dragging Burry off.*
(Oh, Chasm. . .Don't kill me for any of this. I think I should've asked your permission for this nonsense. You don't mind, right?)