Disclaimer: I do not, repeat, DO NOT own Ragnarok Online. This is the property of Master Lee-Myoung Jin and Gravity Corporation. pRO belongs to its publisher Level Up! HOWEVER I do own anything within my sorry account, which means my character, is seriously mine and the character names I will use here are actually real people in the Philippine Odin Server. I'll have to give credit to them later on and I might mention some guilds, which are very much famous in our locale.
Argh! Sorry, and I mean, SORRY! For the very, very late update of this story. Gak! pRO kept me waiting and waiting for the Juno/Yuno Patch. Argh! Shove that silly patch off their unshaved arse! I decided to abandon the stupid waiting and decided to go on with life as it is.
No more room for excuses. I decided to take matters in my own hands. So what if the silly patch doesn't come? That doesn't mean I can just lay off in my interest in writing, don't I?
So, after a millennia of waiting, and I quote "You are so incompetent!" by a special someone.... (sarcasm drooling over the place, you can cut the apathy with a blunt knife, plastic even...) I decided to go back in track and go on with the story. Shadow had beat me by already posting up his 16 chapters, which left me horrified if I do say so myself.
Enough, on with the story...
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Chapter 10: Tigers and Snow always go together
"And the time would come....
when the mother of all snakes would devour the sacred soul of Yggdrassil;
that Hel, Rune-Midgard, and Valhalla would come crashing down with the tree of reality.
Odin would die and so would the gods...
The twilight would begin for the immortal creatures as foreseen by the Norns.
The twilight of the gods, that would be Ragnarok..."
The two found themselves inside a room in an inn, night fleeting outside the building. Only the candle gave enough light inside.
"Uhm, hey Byakko..." The other snapped back at the sudden disturbance his brother did. Tiger grinned foolishly as he took his hand off the front of his brother's face.
"Tiger..."Byakko whined. "I was reading the book, okay?" Byakko waved the grim book at him, his brother backing in fraudulent fear.
"Silly you..."Byakko managed to bring a whack at his brother with his free hand. "Go to sleep now, we have to go early tomorrow."
"If you say so, Byakko-sama..."
"Knock it off..."
"Uhm...mm..."
Byakko looked at his older brother, who fell asleep faster than he could wake up.
He had finally felt it best to retire for the night, bringing the book down and shutting off the candle that provided the only source of light within the room.
A few minutes pass by...
"Byakko...now?" A soft whisper.
"No...not yet..." A reply came.
"Damn it...I can't keep my hands to myself..."
"Patience, brother. Or do you want to do this?"
"Argh...you always have me by the neck!"
"Enough talk and keep your mouth shut..."
"Byakko-samaaaa..."
".........now!"
Two globes of light exploded from their sheets as it started to move across the room erratically; before finding sight and closing in on the ceiling, where a dark figure came and fell before them.
"Ruwach...works everytime." Tiger formed a pistol with his hands and blew at it haughtily before taking his position beside Byakko who had risen to examine the bodies that fell.
"Another assassin?" Byakko rolled his eyes in sarcasm. "I mean, c'mon, is that the only way they know how to introduce themselves without being knocked off by magic?"
"Ehh?" Tiger began cracking his knuckles, his nails now growing longer and sharper. "I think we're gonna have some time out of us tonight." He began cracking the joints in his neck as well.
From out of the blue, a dagger flew past the acolytes and dug itself neatly into the wooden post that stood across the room. Tiger had let a snarl out as Byakko assessed where the direction came from, it was from the window.
A knight, obviously female for her armor was fitting to her curves, came flying in brandishing her Saber at both acolytes and taking her side with the slowly recovering assassin. This time, it was Byakko's turn to do the same as Tiger, preparing himself for the battle that was to ensue.
"Lex Interna!" Byakko thrust his palm forward, with the wind behind him following the chord of his movements. Both of the surprised bodies flew into the night air, along with the destroyed side of the room. Byakko thought it best to take the fight outside, as the room would cramp and ruin their style of fighting...to both of them.
"Y'know Byakko" Tiger flew at his brother's side, as Byakko appraised what he wanted to say." That was gonna go out of our bill, wasn't that?"
"Better to destroy one side of a room than to destroy the entire building..." Byakko grinned back, much to the entertainment of Tiger.
Both had landed on their feet as the knight and assassin took their fighting stance. Byakko and Tiger did the same, taking their positions of fighting instinct.
Both the assassin's and the knight's blades suddenly fevered with a pinkish tint. The knight began consulting with the assassin, but the assassin just ran a finger into her cain as if to shut her up, telling her to trust him on this.
"I don't like this brother..." Tiger spoke a low voice to Byakko. "They had enchanted their weapons with poison..."
"I know we are weak from it..." Byakko spoke back.
"Soooo...any bright ideas?" Tiger spoke in panic as the duo started their walk towards them...
"Hell, yeah." Byakko flashed a grin at him. "Try not getting killed..." He swept past him, taking on the assassin.
"You say such sweet things that makes me want to cry..." Tiger chuckled as he took his brother's beat.
The duo would have been surprised but readily took on the charge as a form of affirmation that both of them were going to take on them.
Claw and blade rang through the air, both brothers slashing fiercely at the assaulters. The latter seemed to be holding back, just taking blows but neither retaliating. The night air rang with the grunts and slashes of a late battle.
At a certain point, the assassin fought back and drew blood across Byakko's arm. Tiger had read a sense of horror across the knight's eyes before he struck her down, drawing speed and strength at the desperation he felt on seeing blood from his brother.
The assassin itself tried to take hold of Byakko, remorse seeping at his very actions. Tiger had nothing of this, and rammed the taller man aside. He took his bearings and managed to take Byakko in his arms, who now slowly began to grow quieter except for the minor grunts of pain and cursing Tiger thought his brother had no ability to do so.
Carrying him back to their room, Tiger took hold of all their belongings. Luckily, Byakko had earlier packed everything, so Tiger had the convenience of just snatching up two bags, almost forgetting to leave some zenny for their rent and for the damage they had caused.
Tiger started bolting across the rooftops, leaping soundlessly, brother and bags in tow. He had managed well enough to keep his weight in check not to cause the roof to buckle under their combined weight.
The assassin behind them was starting to gain towards him, gracefully following Tiger's lead, while the knight was following them closely below the streets, her Peco Peco grunting as she prodded it to go faster.
"Oh, shit. Damn them..." Tiger muttered a curse under his breath, not noticing his breath was starting to form mists across his face and snow began piling up into his hair.
Father Christmas came into view.
"Father Christmas! Father Christmas!" Tiger waved at the jolly old man, who seeing the acolyte waved back a surprised expression.
"Can you warp us to Lutie? Please?" Tiger was coming nearer to view.
"Of course, servant of God! Ho! Ho! Ho! Just climb inside my bag of presents, and what you seek you will find! Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas!" Father Christmas opened his bag, to which inside a portal opened to allow entry for both of them.
Tiger landed with a thud in a strange snow-covered field.
"Well, that was a smooth trip..." he said sarcastically, rubbing his behind that had received most of the impact. A small moan however, took off the irritated tone in his voice and face.
"Oh, shit. Byakko...you okay?" Tiger walked towards his sibling, who began huffing slightly at the dramatic change in temperature and environment.
No response came from him except the deep breaths he took in. Blood began seeping up at his arm, and Byakko began starting to look pale as a Whisper.
"Damn this cold...I better move Byakko to a safer place..." Tiger took his brother in his arms as he laid him under the shade of a pine tree, keeping him in between their luggage to at least provide warmth. Tiger then began indiscriminately cutting down tree after tree with his bare claws, his seeming desperation at seeing Byakko all messed up providing him the strength and endurance to go on.
After an hour or so; a crude, makeshift lodge had formed out of the mountain of woodpiles Tiger began stacking up against each other. He immediately took Byakko and their backpacks inside, preparing a bed from out of the needles of the pines. Tiger also worked up a fire in the center of the lodge to provide essential heat, always looking back to where Byakko had laid. The platinum-haired acolyte had seemingly calmed down now and was breathing normally again, much to Tiger's relief. The snow outside had somehow developed into a mini blizzard, and the thought of leaving his brother behind while he would go to the Toy Factory to see Windstorm Knight was unacceptable.
Sitting beside his brother, Tiger rested his head in Byakko's chest, listening to the soft beating of his brother's heart, lulling him into sleep. The smell of the newly cut pine, the scent of burning wood, the heat of the fire and the nipping cold outside provided a plethora of senses that lulled both of them to sleep.
"Tomorrow...we go tomorrow..."
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"I still don't get it..."
Myashka walked back and forth across the inn, her eyes deep in thought as her chain mail rustled with her every movement.
Turning to her assassin companion, she thrust a worried look in her eyes.
"Why doesn't he recognize the both of us? And who was that other boy that looked almost just like him?" She finally blurted out her question.
Shadow Eyes, who was constantly twirling his Sucsamad in his fingers, looked up to the blonde knight before gulping down a mug of beer. Wiping his lips from the foamy residues the alcoholic liquid left, he voiced out his own observations.
"Byakko kept referring to him as his "brother." And the fact that both of them looked alike suggested that he could be his twin. But, what's bugging me is why are they here?" Shadow Eyes met up Myashka's gaze. "The last I heard from him is that he was planning to find his mother's card."
Myashka met his gaze as well, directing a bewildered look. "But from what I have learned inside the Prontera Chivalry is that the card is in the possession of a wizard, and that wizard is currently living in Morroc."
Shadow could only shake his head as Myashka took her seat beside him, facing the chocolate-haired assassin. A few moments went by before she took possession of Shadow, crashing her lips at the boy's own. Shadow took it very well before finally releasing the woman from his grasp.
"Ne, Myashka-kun. It's been almost two months, hm?" Shadow gazed longingly at the girl's eyes.
"I know, and to think I was a brash, hard-headed teenager swordie before..." She giggled apprehensively, remembering the days when she was still with Byakko, and her being "too annoying" and "over-childish".
"Now that we've found him, let's just watch over him for awhile. To see what he is up to." Shadow tilted his head to indicate he wanted to retire in his room now.
"Yes...we better do that..."Myashka took on Shadow's arms as both went up the dark stairs of the inn where they were staying...
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Ugh! Gods! I hate writing these things! Yuck! Myashka and Shadow! Right...(sarcastic expression). I promise never to write about this...this...awful event. Ugh...I feel dirty...
Promise...no more heterosexual things! This is a game for cryin out loud! o0;
No notes or things to talk about for awhile, so...I plan to update again by next week. My brain has been working preeeety slow this time and I don't have any plans of forcing it to go overtime.
I call the shots, not some other punk...he he he
Ja ne...