It's not the actual WRITING that bugs me. It's the EDITING (on here). Here's chapter three. ENJOY!
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Daisuke: You're crazy.
Dark: I know.
Daisuke: Not just crazy. INSANE.
Dark: I AM WELL AWARE OF THAT.
Daisuke: ...
(doesn't make much sense, but that's Dark and Dai-chan for ya!)
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Chapter 3: A Thief's Job
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The sun sank slowly below the horizon, looking like a large, burning orange going into a processor, never to return as the day came to an end and night was on it's way to take over. The gate to the Niwa house squeaked slightly as Daisuke pushed it open and entered his home.
I wonder if they found anything about the weird notice, he wondered as he placed a hand over the door-knob, it would calm my nerves a bit more.
I find this more exhilarating if you don't spaz out all the details, Dark pointed out coolly, and Daisuke couldn't help but shake his head in frustration.
Maybe for YOU, he said grudgingly, but I'll be really paranoid tonight if we don't get any answers. And if I'm feeling uneasy, then I can assure you this job isn't going to be half as fun as you want it to.
Whatever, Daisuke, you just leave it to the Phantom Thief. Oh, wait, the trap's been activated.
Daisuke looked down in time to see the floor collapse under his. With practised ease, he took a hold of the railing and flipped upwards as the door slammed behind him. With a sigh, he tucked his shirt in and got ready.
Why do they always do it tonight? he asked Dark.
Maybe its 'cause you have, or should I, as 'myself, the thief Dark', have a job tonight. Would you like me to take over now? I'd be more than willing to.
No thanks, replied Daisuke, you need to save your energy for the actual job.
Not waiting for an answer from his alter-ego, Daisuke jumped over the large pit that had been created once the floor had collapsed, and landed in a run. A numerous number of laser beams appeared and, noting the ones that were real and the ones that weren't, he made it past easily. Only to encounter another trap.
"What the-" he was forced to dodge to the side a split second before he head was sliced off by a rather large razor which zoomed right at him, "We never had this before!"
When did art museums use flying razors? mused Dark, Wouldn't it be a BIT dangerous for the artwork there?
I'll say, agreed Daisuke as he dodged at least four more razors before reaching the living room door. After checking it for any electric current (it was clear this time) he opened it, ducking low as another razor flew over his head and nicked his hair slightly.
"Hey, what's the big id-" he started to complain, but was stopped short as he noticed that there was no one to greet him, "huh? What's going on?"
Confused, he entered the living room, until a voice above him caught his attention.
"Oh, Daisuke, you're home already?" Kosuke looked down at him from the second floor while carrying a stack of books, "sorry, we've been busy."
"Hi, Dad," he ran up the stairs to greet his father, "so, what have you been doing?"
"It's about the other notice," explained Kosuke, "we managed to get our hands on the notice and now we're trying to identify who wrote it."
"Any luck so far?"
Emiko poked her head out of a room right next to them, looking quite flustered, "Kosuke-san, did you... Daisuke! You're already home?!"
"... uh, hi, mum..." he said lamely, trying to act like it was fine for everyone to forget that he DID live with them and that it WAS after school. Sighing, he pushed that all out of his mind. He was lucky, he reminded himself, to even have a family. His thoughts crossed to Hiwartari-kun, who was...
"Come in, come in," she beckoned to both of them, cutting Daisuke's own personal thoughts short, "sorry, it's a bit of a mess, but I think we're getting somewhere."
"Rea... lly..." Daisuke took a good, long look at the study room as he entered, "'a bit'... you say..."
It was a disaster that gone way over the top: books and scrolls and documents were scattered everywhere, over desks, chairs, the entire floor, and anything else that remained untouched, if there was ANYTHING that was untouched after the first wave. Towa appeared out from a pile of papers, waving a scroll wildly.
"Madam! Madam!" she yelled excitedly, "I think I've found something!"
Wading over to her, they gathered around as Emiko accepted the scroll, opening it slowly. Her face fell as she stared at the odd number of symbols that were printed on the top of it, but nodded, "Thank you, Towa-chan, this should help."
Placing the scroll in a bag, she took a good look around, "Father, did you find something?"
Daiki frowned as he scratched his head in frustration, "This book might hold something, I don't know."
"I think I'll go change," Daisuke piped up, although it was obvious that no one was paying too much attention to him. With jumped off his shoulder to help look through the pile of papers, and Daisuke left the room.
Do you think they found anything? he wondered.
It looks like it, doesn't it? replied Dark, But can it really help?
I don't- "Huh?"
What's up now?
Daisuke pulled out a card from his shirt pocket, "This..." I didn't have this in my pocket before.
Well then, let's see what this is! yelled Dark impatiently.
Okay, okay... entering his room, Daisuke closed the door and switched the lights on, flooding the room with light. Dropping his school bag, he flipped the card over, It says... he fell silent as he stared at the card, and Dark appeared next to him to take a better look at it as well.
'I will be taking the Sphere of Time before you, Phantom Thief Dark'... wow, is this the notice? he asked, leaning over to take a look at the other boy's face, I really AM famous, huh? Who would actually CHALLENGE the great Phantom Thief?
I think that as well, but... "How did it end up in my shirt pocket?" he frowned as he placed the card on his desk and changed out of his uniform, "It DEFINITELY wasn't there before."
Nope, or I would've known, agreed Dark, you think someone put it in there?
I don't want to think about it, buttoning his shirt, Daisuke pulled open a drawer and began to search through it, I think I have something here...
What? asked the Phantom Thief, but Daisuke completely ignored him, digging though a stack of papers and various pieces of stationary, until he pulled back triumphantly, holding an extremely old looking scroll.
"Here we go!" he yelled.
Might I ask WHAT that is? Dark said, a small hint of annoyance in his tone. Daisuke smiled, as he spread the scroll across the floor and started to explain what was going on.
"I got this thing ages ago from someone overseas," he said, "it was a birthday present when I was twelve, I think, but there was no return address so we never knew who it was from. Mum freaked out when we got it, thought it was cursed, but I've kept it since that time. I never thought of it too be special in any way, but only recently have I felt it. You can feel it too, can't you Dark?"
... you're right about that, Dark crouched down for a better look, there's a strange amount of power coming from it.
"Is it magic?" Daisuke asked, as he took a good look at the words imprinted on it, and Dark nodded.
It's a different form of magic, though, he pointed out, not the type I use, nor is it the type that Krad uses. It's a strange one. An odd aura, with no beginning and no end, it just seems to flow on forever...
"Hm... lessee now..." muttered Daisuke, ignoring Dark's ramblings about the magic and looking at the neat print on the yellow paper, "you know... this writing reminds me of something... something really odd..."
Really now, said Dark, you could at least listen to me a bit more than just, 'this writing is odd'.
"..."
"Daisuke! Your mother says to get ready for tonight's notice!" Towa's voice bounced in the room and Daisuke jumped in surprise, nearly landing on the scroll.
"Alright already!" he called back, rolling the scroll and stowing it away, "I'm coming!"
As he left the room, Dark watched him, "Hm... this really IS going to be interesting."
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As Satoshi entered the museum, he couldn't help but listen to his other half, the half he despised beyond imagination, talk to him. This conversation, as usual, didn't help his mood too much, not after that man, who he was forced to call Father, had called. Repeating the same message, in the duration of a couple of hours was never a good sign, although Satoshi wasn't the type to be suspicious. As usual, Krad was trying to play with his mind.
::Why are you so worried, Satoshi-sama?:: asked Krad.
:It's none of your business,: he replied, although he didn't seal Krad away, knowing that he would know and was somewhat curious to hear what he would say.
::You're worried about the other notice,:: Krad said pointedly, ::And you're worried about that Niwa boy, aren't you? Afraid that he's going to be hurt.::
:...:
::And yet, you want to catch Dark, but not hurt the Niwa at the same time,:: continued Krad, ::you know that that is impossible. Why don't you just let ME handle the situation? I can deal with them much more easily that YOU-::
:I won't let you,: Satoshi answered coldly, as he continued down the deserted hallway of the museum, :you'll hurt Niwa, and I won't ever let you do that. Not to him. Not ever.:
::Ah, but Satoshi-sama, he doesn't love YOU, so just let go of him and I'll-::
:SHUT UP!:
Pushing Krad away to the back of his mind, Satoshi stopped as he reached his destination and took a look at a small glass-like sphere that was encased in a glass box. From afar, it just looked like a glass ball, but on closer inspection, a sort of yellow-red mist seemed to be placed in it, wispy smoke-like-wisp, not complete mist, and it seemed to hold an unknown energy in it. Taking off his glasses, he wiped them.
"The Sphere of Time," he muttered, "why would someone else want to take it?"
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"So, Dark, are you ready?" Emiko asked as she placed the finishing touches to Dark's costume. He nodded, taking a good look at what he was wearing; it was black, as always, and Daisuke, he noticed, seemed oddly silent, not making any comment on the costume his mother had made just for the occasion.
"It seems that we couldn't find anything about the notice," Daiki explained, "but the Sphere itself seems to hold a really powerful magic. It should be gone by now, but approach it with caution."
"Hey, Daisuke's going nowhere in case you're wondering," Dark said coolly, "so don't get so stressed."
"We aren't worried about the sphere," said Kosuke, "it's about the notice. We want you to be careful in case-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know, I know," Dark held out his hand, "With! Come!"
In a burst of black feathers, With changed and attached itself to Dark's back. Without another glance at the family, Dark flew out the window and out of sight, leaving only a scattering of black feathers. Dark's mark of his being.
"Emiko-san," started Kosuke as soon they were gone, "is it really okay to not tell them?"
She sighed, pulling out the scroll that she'd been given by Towa that afternoon. Opening it, she showed him the large number of symbols on it and then pointed at some splotches.
"I would have told them," she said sadly, "but we can only translate parts of it. The rest has faded away, and we think it might be the most important part."
"Really?" Kosuke leaned on his seat to look at the scroll carefully and then accepted a piece of paper Towa gave him to read what they had translated.
"But this is..." he started.
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"The Phantom Thief Dark is here!"
"Look at the crowd," muttered Dark, "they're in for a big surprise, I'm sure."
...
"Oi, Daisuke, you okay?"
Dark... um...
"'Um' what?"
Can't you... Daisuke fell silent, nevermind. Must've been my imagination after all.
"Hmph, whatever," with the ease of an expert Thief, Dark slipped into the building and past a large group of security guards, who were unaware of his presence. Continuing down the darkened halls, he only stopped as he reached the small sphere, "Here we go: the Sphere of Time."
"I've been waiting for you."
DARK!
Without showing any hint of surprise or anything close to it, Dark turned, a smirk placed firmly on his features, "I see you're still around, High Commander."
Satoshi didn't reply however, and Dark continued to speak, leaving Daisuke to yell at him in the background.
STOP IT! WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE ALREADY! I HAVE A REALLY BAD FEELING ABOUT THIS!
Before anymore could be said, Satoshi made his move, except it wasn't directed to Dark. Daisuke and Dark could only watch mutely as the blue- haired boy ran off into the darkness, which surrounded them like a large blanket.
"What was wrong with him?" Dark asked out loud, "Oh well, makes it easier for me. Now for the stealin-" he was stopped short as he stared hard at where the sphere had been placed. HAD been. Daisuke spoke for both of them.
... it's gone...
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"How's it going back there?" asked Chester to Celes.
They were in the circular room, Chester standing against a window and Celes had positioned herself in the center of the room, a small glass ball floating right in front of her.
"She's doing fine," replied Celes coolly, "and may I be bold enough to ask why was it that you INSISTED on coming here?"
"You know that she and I are-" started Chester, but was cut short by a now enraged Celes, her eyebrows twitching visibly.
"YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE. SCARLET DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOU. TOUCH HER AND I WILL KILL YOU."
"Hmph, you'll see," he said, thoroughly shaken by her words, "I'll show you."
"WhatEVER," she turned away from him, focusing on the glass ball, "now go away."
He did as he was told, still muttering under his breath and Celes sighed.
'I feel sorry for you,' she thought, 'to wait all this time only to be swamped by HIM...'
She smiled slightly as she watched a shadowed figure being chased by another person.
"Make us proud, Scarlet."
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End of chap three! Yeek! Sorry, I'll heve to stop it there 'cause chap 4's still in progress. Now, now, no one try to kill me, it'll be up by next week. I promise.
Daiki is Gramps, if you don't know.
Hm? Why aren't the guards protecting this thing properly? Cause then Dark couldn't talk to Satoshi, I guess. And the name of it... cheap, but it works. I think.
This is definately after volume 8. Krad's introduced in volume 4-5, so there might be more about him than you want to know. Sorry for any spoilers, but it had to be done to make more sense (to me, anyway).
What was with the scroll? I honestly don't know. I'm actually writing things at random now. Sorry if it doesn't make any sense later.
Reviews, please!
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Daisuke: You're crazy.
Dark: I know.
Daisuke: Not just crazy. INSANE.
Dark: I AM WELL AWARE OF THAT.
Daisuke: ...
(doesn't make much sense, but that's Dark and Dai-chan for ya!)
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Chapter 3: A Thief's Job
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The sun sank slowly below the horizon, looking like a large, burning orange going into a processor, never to return as the day came to an end and night was on it's way to take over. The gate to the Niwa house squeaked slightly as Daisuke pushed it open and entered his home.
I wonder if they found anything about the weird notice, he wondered as he placed a hand over the door-knob, it would calm my nerves a bit more.
I find this more exhilarating if you don't spaz out all the details, Dark pointed out coolly, and Daisuke couldn't help but shake his head in frustration.
Maybe for YOU, he said grudgingly, but I'll be really paranoid tonight if we don't get any answers. And if I'm feeling uneasy, then I can assure you this job isn't going to be half as fun as you want it to.
Whatever, Daisuke, you just leave it to the Phantom Thief. Oh, wait, the trap's been activated.
Daisuke looked down in time to see the floor collapse under his. With practised ease, he took a hold of the railing and flipped upwards as the door slammed behind him. With a sigh, he tucked his shirt in and got ready.
Why do they always do it tonight? he asked Dark.
Maybe its 'cause you have, or should I, as 'myself, the thief Dark', have a job tonight. Would you like me to take over now? I'd be more than willing to.
No thanks, replied Daisuke, you need to save your energy for the actual job.
Not waiting for an answer from his alter-ego, Daisuke jumped over the large pit that had been created once the floor had collapsed, and landed in a run. A numerous number of laser beams appeared and, noting the ones that were real and the ones that weren't, he made it past easily. Only to encounter another trap.
"What the-" he was forced to dodge to the side a split second before he head was sliced off by a rather large razor which zoomed right at him, "We never had this before!"
When did art museums use flying razors? mused Dark, Wouldn't it be a BIT dangerous for the artwork there?
I'll say, agreed Daisuke as he dodged at least four more razors before reaching the living room door. After checking it for any electric current (it was clear this time) he opened it, ducking low as another razor flew over his head and nicked his hair slightly.
"Hey, what's the big id-" he started to complain, but was stopped short as he noticed that there was no one to greet him, "huh? What's going on?"
Confused, he entered the living room, until a voice above him caught his attention.
"Oh, Daisuke, you're home already?" Kosuke looked down at him from the second floor while carrying a stack of books, "sorry, we've been busy."
"Hi, Dad," he ran up the stairs to greet his father, "so, what have you been doing?"
"It's about the other notice," explained Kosuke, "we managed to get our hands on the notice and now we're trying to identify who wrote it."
"Any luck so far?"
Emiko poked her head out of a room right next to them, looking quite flustered, "Kosuke-san, did you... Daisuke! You're already home?!"
"... uh, hi, mum..." he said lamely, trying to act like it was fine for everyone to forget that he DID live with them and that it WAS after school. Sighing, he pushed that all out of his mind. He was lucky, he reminded himself, to even have a family. His thoughts crossed to Hiwartari-kun, who was...
"Come in, come in," she beckoned to both of them, cutting Daisuke's own personal thoughts short, "sorry, it's a bit of a mess, but I think we're getting somewhere."
"Rea... lly..." Daisuke took a good, long look at the study room as he entered, "'a bit'... you say..."
It was a disaster that gone way over the top: books and scrolls and documents were scattered everywhere, over desks, chairs, the entire floor, and anything else that remained untouched, if there was ANYTHING that was untouched after the first wave. Towa appeared out from a pile of papers, waving a scroll wildly.
"Madam! Madam!" she yelled excitedly, "I think I've found something!"
Wading over to her, they gathered around as Emiko accepted the scroll, opening it slowly. Her face fell as she stared at the odd number of symbols that were printed on the top of it, but nodded, "Thank you, Towa-chan, this should help."
Placing the scroll in a bag, she took a good look around, "Father, did you find something?"
Daiki frowned as he scratched his head in frustration, "This book might hold something, I don't know."
"I think I'll go change," Daisuke piped up, although it was obvious that no one was paying too much attention to him. With jumped off his shoulder to help look through the pile of papers, and Daisuke left the room.
Do you think they found anything? he wondered.
It looks like it, doesn't it? replied Dark, But can it really help?
I don't- "Huh?"
What's up now?
Daisuke pulled out a card from his shirt pocket, "This..." I didn't have this in my pocket before.
Well then, let's see what this is! yelled Dark impatiently.
Okay, okay... entering his room, Daisuke closed the door and switched the lights on, flooding the room with light. Dropping his school bag, he flipped the card over, It says... he fell silent as he stared at the card, and Dark appeared next to him to take a better look at it as well.
'I will be taking the Sphere of Time before you, Phantom Thief Dark'... wow, is this the notice? he asked, leaning over to take a look at the other boy's face, I really AM famous, huh? Who would actually CHALLENGE the great Phantom Thief?
I think that as well, but... "How did it end up in my shirt pocket?" he frowned as he placed the card on his desk and changed out of his uniform, "It DEFINITELY wasn't there before."
Nope, or I would've known, agreed Dark, you think someone put it in there?
I don't want to think about it, buttoning his shirt, Daisuke pulled open a drawer and began to search through it, I think I have something here...
What? asked the Phantom Thief, but Daisuke completely ignored him, digging though a stack of papers and various pieces of stationary, until he pulled back triumphantly, holding an extremely old looking scroll.
"Here we go!" he yelled.
Might I ask WHAT that is? Dark said, a small hint of annoyance in his tone. Daisuke smiled, as he spread the scroll across the floor and started to explain what was going on.
"I got this thing ages ago from someone overseas," he said, "it was a birthday present when I was twelve, I think, but there was no return address so we never knew who it was from. Mum freaked out when we got it, thought it was cursed, but I've kept it since that time. I never thought of it too be special in any way, but only recently have I felt it. You can feel it too, can't you Dark?"
... you're right about that, Dark crouched down for a better look, there's a strange amount of power coming from it.
"Is it magic?" Daisuke asked, as he took a good look at the words imprinted on it, and Dark nodded.
It's a different form of magic, though, he pointed out, not the type I use, nor is it the type that Krad uses. It's a strange one. An odd aura, with no beginning and no end, it just seems to flow on forever...
"Hm... lessee now..." muttered Daisuke, ignoring Dark's ramblings about the magic and looking at the neat print on the yellow paper, "you know... this writing reminds me of something... something really odd..."
Really now, said Dark, you could at least listen to me a bit more than just, 'this writing is odd'.
"..."
"Daisuke! Your mother says to get ready for tonight's notice!" Towa's voice bounced in the room and Daisuke jumped in surprise, nearly landing on the scroll.
"Alright already!" he called back, rolling the scroll and stowing it away, "I'm coming!"
As he left the room, Dark watched him, "Hm... this really IS going to be interesting."
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As Satoshi entered the museum, he couldn't help but listen to his other half, the half he despised beyond imagination, talk to him. This conversation, as usual, didn't help his mood too much, not after that man, who he was forced to call Father, had called. Repeating the same message, in the duration of a couple of hours was never a good sign, although Satoshi wasn't the type to be suspicious. As usual, Krad was trying to play with his mind.
::Why are you so worried, Satoshi-sama?:: asked Krad.
:It's none of your business,: he replied, although he didn't seal Krad away, knowing that he would know and was somewhat curious to hear what he would say.
::You're worried about the other notice,:: Krad said pointedly, ::And you're worried about that Niwa boy, aren't you? Afraid that he's going to be hurt.::
:...:
::And yet, you want to catch Dark, but not hurt the Niwa at the same time,:: continued Krad, ::you know that that is impossible. Why don't you just let ME handle the situation? I can deal with them much more easily that YOU-::
:I won't let you,: Satoshi answered coldly, as he continued down the deserted hallway of the museum, :you'll hurt Niwa, and I won't ever let you do that. Not to him. Not ever.:
::Ah, but Satoshi-sama, he doesn't love YOU, so just let go of him and I'll-::
:SHUT UP!:
Pushing Krad away to the back of his mind, Satoshi stopped as he reached his destination and took a look at a small glass-like sphere that was encased in a glass box. From afar, it just looked like a glass ball, but on closer inspection, a sort of yellow-red mist seemed to be placed in it, wispy smoke-like-wisp, not complete mist, and it seemed to hold an unknown energy in it. Taking off his glasses, he wiped them.
"The Sphere of Time," he muttered, "why would someone else want to take it?"
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"So, Dark, are you ready?" Emiko asked as she placed the finishing touches to Dark's costume. He nodded, taking a good look at what he was wearing; it was black, as always, and Daisuke, he noticed, seemed oddly silent, not making any comment on the costume his mother had made just for the occasion.
"It seems that we couldn't find anything about the notice," Daiki explained, "but the Sphere itself seems to hold a really powerful magic. It should be gone by now, but approach it with caution."
"Hey, Daisuke's going nowhere in case you're wondering," Dark said coolly, "so don't get so stressed."
"We aren't worried about the sphere," said Kosuke, "it's about the notice. We want you to be careful in case-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know, I know," Dark held out his hand, "With! Come!"
In a burst of black feathers, With changed and attached itself to Dark's back. Without another glance at the family, Dark flew out the window and out of sight, leaving only a scattering of black feathers. Dark's mark of his being.
"Emiko-san," started Kosuke as soon they were gone, "is it really okay to not tell them?"
She sighed, pulling out the scroll that she'd been given by Towa that afternoon. Opening it, she showed him the large number of symbols on it and then pointed at some splotches.
"I would have told them," she said sadly, "but we can only translate parts of it. The rest has faded away, and we think it might be the most important part."
"Really?" Kosuke leaned on his seat to look at the scroll carefully and then accepted a piece of paper Towa gave him to read what they had translated.
"But this is..." he started.
---
"The Phantom Thief Dark is here!"
"Look at the crowd," muttered Dark, "they're in for a big surprise, I'm sure."
...
"Oi, Daisuke, you okay?"
Dark... um...
"'Um' what?"
Can't you... Daisuke fell silent, nevermind. Must've been my imagination after all.
"Hmph, whatever," with the ease of an expert Thief, Dark slipped into the building and past a large group of security guards, who were unaware of his presence. Continuing down the darkened halls, he only stopped as he reached the small sphere, "Here we go: the Sphere of Time."
"I've been waiting for you."
DARK!
Without showing any hint of surprise or anything close to it, Dark turned, a smirk placed firmly on his features, "I see you're still around, High Commander."
Satoshi didn't reply however, and Dark continued to speak, leaving Daisuke to yell at him in the background.
STOP IT! WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE ALREADY! I HAVE A REALLY BAD FEELING ABOUT THIS!
Before anymore could be said, Satoshi made his move, except it wasn't directed to Dark. Daisuke and Dark could only watch mutely as the blue- haired boy ran off into the darkness, which surrounded them like a large blanket.
"What was wrong with him?" Dark asked out loud, "Oh well, makes it easier for me. Now for the stealin-" he was stopped short as he stared hard at where the sphere had been placed. HAD been. Daisuke spoke for both of them.
... it's gone...
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"How's it going back there?" asked Chester to Celes.
They were in the circular room, Chester standing against a window and Celes had positioned herself in the center of the room, a small glass ball floating right in front of her.
"She's doing fine," replied Celes coolly, "and may I be bold enough to ask why was it that you INSISTED on coming here?"
"You know that she and I are-" started Chester, but was cut short by a now enraged Celes, her eyebrows twitching visibly.
"YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE. SCARLET DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOU. TOUCH HER AND I WILL KILL YOU."
"Hmph, you'll see," he said, thoroughly shaken by her words, "I'll show you."
"WhatEVER," she turned away from him, focusing on the glass ball, "now go away."
He did as he was told, still muttering under his breath and Celes sighed.
'I feel sorry for you,' she thought, 'to wait all this time only to be swamped by HIM...'
She smiled slightly as she watched a shadowed figure being chased by another person.
"Make us proud, Scarlet."
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End of chap three! Yeek! Sorry, I'll heve to stop it there 'cause chap 4's still in progress. Now, now, no one try to kill me, it'll be up by next week. I promise.
Daiki is Gramps, if you don't know.
Hm? Why aren't the guards protecting this thing properly? Cause then Dark couldn't talk to Satoshi, I guess. And the name of it... cheap, but it works. I think.
This is definately after volume 8. Krad's introduced in volume 4-5, so there might be more about him than you want to know. Sorry for any spoilers, but it had to be done to make more sense (to me, anyway).
What was with the scroll? I honestly don't know. I'm actually writing things at random now. Sorry if it doesn't make any sense later.
Reviews, please!