Summary: Someone with evil intentions is watching in on the newly reunited friends...and she brings with her a familiar face.
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"Fools."
Sitting atop a building across the road from Allen's home was a young woman, looking to be in her early twenties. She was as white as new fallen snow, everything from her hair to her skin, to the angular, leathery wings that arced from her shoulder blades. A simple white dress draped her form, sleeveless and short, jagged slices cut from the back to allow the ivory appendages the room they needed to push from her body and move freely. The only hints of color from her entire being were her eyes, in a disturbingly bright shade of green; and her lips, red as blood.
In the twin moonlight she seemed to glow, her neon gaze fixed still on the house she knew that girl occupied. That girl from the other world, the girl who could easily destroy her own plans for the future.
"I'll destroy her before she realizes her own power," the woman muttered, clenching a fist tightly at her side, "She won't get in our way."
"Let me take care of her," came a somewhat effeminate male voice from behind her as a figure stood up, silhouetted against the moonlight, "I owe nothing less to you, the demon Aquaria, to whom I owe my own existence..."
Aquaria's blood-red lips curled into an amused smirk at the words of her newly resurrected soldier. His revival had not been easy, but her hellish powers had made short work of the process. "You're right," she spoke with a streak of coldness in her voice, "You owe me everything. Your allegiance, your life. You understand this, Dilandau Albatou...you are in my service, and will act as such."
"Of course, Aquaria-sama," he said, the faintest trace of irritation in his tone. He had never taken well to being ordered around, but he understood well that just as quickly that Aquaria had given him life, she could take it away. Therefore, he would grudgingly accept his allegiance to her. Though he had to admit, the thought of brutally murdering the brat from the Illusionary Moon was an attractive one...
"Soon enough, my dear soldier," the demon intoned smoothly, that smirk still present on her lips as she could sense his impatience for action, "Soon enough we'll be rid of her, and the world will be ours for the taking."
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Allen and Hitomi had spent several hours talking with each other, reminiscing as well as updating each other on everything that had happened in the past three years. She found it odd that every time the topic drifted to Van, Allen would quickly change it, but she didn't think much of it in the end.
She was also slightly preoccupied by an odd, faint feeling of fear tickling the back of her mind. Allen noticed this and spoke up, "Hitomi, is there something wrong?"
Hitomi took a moment, then smiled and shook her head, passing the feeling off as fatigue and slight disorientation. "No, nothing," she said, then stretching slightly in her seat, "Just tired, I suppose...we've been talking for a long time."
His own expression eased into a smile as well, and he nodded. "We have," he confirmed, "It's very late, I've kept you awake too long...I apologize. We don't have any spare rooms, I'm afraid, but I insist you take mine." He stood, motioning towards one of the rooms in a small hallway to his left.
She smiled again, shaking her head slightly as she stood from her seat. 'Always a gentleman,' she thought absently before speaking, "That's really not necessary...I don't mind sleeping on the couch."
"I won't hear of it," he said with a slight smile, "You've come a long way, you should be comfortable. I'll take the couch."
She almost laughed, realizing that he wouldn't relent, but she only smiled more. "All right, you win," she said with her amusement obvious in her voice, "I'll see you in the morning, then...good night, Allen."
He nodded politely, but his azure eyes widened slightly in surprise as Hitomi moved forward and wrapped her arms around his waist. He gently returned the embrace, though he would be lying if he said it didn't make him slightly nervous. After all, the last time he had held her so close...
"I'm glad I'm back," she murmured, pulling him from his thoughts. He couldn't help but smile at this, nodding slightly.
"I'm glad you're back too, Hitomi."
A moment later she pulled away from him and turned, blushing slightly from her own actions, before walking to the room Allen had pointed out to her. Closing the door behind her, she wasted no time crawling into the bed and curling up slightly with a yawn...she'd been more tired than she had thought.
As her eyes slid close, a flash of an image passed before her mind's eye, almost too quickly to notice it. But now the sudden thought of who the pale woman with the skeletal wings and the frightening bright eyes was implanted on her conscious mind. However, being too tired to give her conscious mind too much energy, she allowed herself to fall into a peaceful slumber.
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Hovering at the window, a bright green gaze pierced through to stare at the form of the girl in the bed. "Enjoy your sleep, Hitomi Kanzaki of the Illusionary Moon...it'll be the last serene dream you'll have, I guarantee it." Looking to her soldier still standing on the building across the street, she gave a snap of her fingers, and the two disappeared without a trace, and none the wiser of their presence.
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Author's Notes: I know, it's corny that I brought Dilandau back to life. XD But he'll serve his purposes, he's not only here because I love him. XD Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Next one will go up soon!
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"Fools."
Sitting atop a building across the road from Allen's home was a young woman, looking to be in her early twenties. She was as white as new fallen snow, everything from her hair to her skin, to the angular, leathery wings that arced from her shoulder blades. A simple white dress draped her form, sleeveless and short, jagged slices cut from the back to allow the ivory appendages the room they needed to push from her body and move freely. The only hints of color from her entire being were her eyes, in a disturbingly bright shade of green; and her lips, red as blood.
In the twin moonlight she seemed to glow, her neon gaze fixed still on the house she knew that girl occupied. That girl from the other world, the girl who could easily destroy her own plans for the future.
"I'll destroy her before she realizes her own power," the woman muttered, clenching a fist tightly at her side, "She won't get in our way."
"Let me take care of her," came a somewhat effeminate male voice from behind her as a figure stood up, silhouetted against the moonlight, "I owe nothing less to you, the demon Aquaria, to whom I owe my own existence..."
Aquaria's blood-red lips curled into an amused smirk at the words of her newly resurrected soldier. His revival had not been easy, but her hellish powers had made short work of the process. "You're right," she spoke with a streak of coldness in her voice, "You owe me everything. Your allegiance, your life. You understand this, Dilandau Albatou...you are in my service, and will act as such."
"Of course, Aquaria-sama," he said, the faintest trace of irritation in his tone. He had never taken well to being ordered around, but he understood well that just as quickly that Aquaria had given him life, she could take it away. Therefore, he would grudgingly accept his allegiance to her. Though he had to admit, the thought of brutally murdering the brat from the Illusionary Moon was an attractive one...
"Soon enough, my dear soldier," the demon intoned smoothly, that smirk still present on her lips as she could sense his impatience for action, "Soon enough we'll be rid of her, and the world will be ours for the taking."
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Allen and Hitomi had spent several hours talking with each other, reminiscing as well as updating each other on everything that had happened in the past three years. She found it odd that every time the topic drifted to Van, Allen would quickly change it, but she didn't think much of it in the end.
She was also slightly preoccupied by an odd, faint feeling of fear tickling the back of her mind. Allen noticed this and spoke up, "Hitomi, is there something wrong?"
Hitomi took a moment, then smiled and shook her head, passing the feeling off as fatigue and slight disorientation. "No, nothing," she said, then stretching slightly in her seat, "Just tired, I suppose...we've been talking for a long time."
His own expression eased into a smile as well, and he nodded. "We have," he confirmed, "It's very late, I've kept you awake too long...I apologize. We don't have any spare rooms, I'm afraid, but I insist you take mine." He stood, motioning towards one of the rooms in a small hallway to his left.
She smiled again, shaking her head slightly as she stood from her seat. 'Always a gentleman,' she thought absently before speaking, "That's really not necessary...I don't mind sleeping on the couch."
"I won't hear of it," he said with a slight smile, "You've come a long way, you should be comfortable. I'll take the couch."
She almost laughed, realizing that he wouldn't relent, but she only smiled more. "All right, you win," she said with her amusement obvious in her voice, "I'll see you in the morning, then...good night, Allen."
He nodded politely, but his azure eyes widened slightly in surprise as Hitomi moved forward and wrapped her arms around his waist. He gently returned the embrace, though he would be lying if he said it didn't make him slightly nervous. After all, the last time he had held her so close...
"I'm glad I'm back," she murmured, pulling him from his thoughts. He couldn't help but smile at this, nodding slightly.
"I'm glad you're back too, Hitomi."
A moment later she pulled away from him and turned, blushing slightly from her own actions, before walking to the room Allen had pointed out to her. Closing the door behind her, she wasted no time crawling into the bed and curling up slightly with a yawn...she'd been more tired than she had thought.
As her eyes slid close, a flash of an image passed before her mind's eye, almost too quickly to notice it. But now the sudden thought of who the pale woman with the skeletal wings and the frightening bright eyes was implanted on her conscious mind. However, being too tired to give her conscious mind too much energy, she allowed herself to fall into a peaceful slumber.
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Hovering at the window, a bright green gaze pierced through to stare at the form of the girl in the bed. "Enjoy your sleep, Hitomi Kanzaki of the Illusionary Moon...it'll be the last serene dream you'll have, I guarantee it." Looking to her soldier still standing on the building across the street, she gave a snap of her fingers, and the two disappeared without a trace, and none the wiser of their presence.
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Author's Notes: I know, it's corny that I brought Dilandau back to life. XD But he'll serve his purposes, he's not only here because I love him. XD Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Next one will go up soon!
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