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anymore? Hmm... well, thing's are beginning to go downhill, so if there
are people there... please
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Daisuke: (yawns) I'm tired.
Dark: (yawns) Same.
Seena58: Um...
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Chapter 9: Second Appearance
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The rest of the day passed like a blur to Daisuke, who was too muddled in his own thoughts and depressions to care about where he was walking and who he passed. The sudden news of the Harada twins leaving and Akane somehow knowing Scarlet was too much for him, and Dark was silent – either sleeping or as dumbfounded as he was.
As the sun began to sink down – and creating a rather beautiful sunset, full of orange and some shades of pink on the clouds present – Daisuke shook his head slightly and decided it was time for him to head home. Not that he really wanted to go home yet. At the moment his only wish was to be sucked into a hole and never seen again until he unraveled the mystery he'd been dragged in.
Since the chance of being sucked into a giant hole and disappear off the face of the earth was over a million to one, Daisuke turned slowly and walked back home.
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His house seemed oddly quiet as he unlocked the door and pushed it open. Passing through the hallway, he noticed that none of the lights were turned on and his suspicions were confirmed in a second: his family hadn't returned home yet.
Good in some ways, bad in others.
Daisuke wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone and without his family home, it meant that they couldn't bug him about his day. The bad thing was, he didn't know WHEN they were coming home. And then there was...
Akane.
She seemed like a nice enough person at first, even if her personality was a bit too much like Satoshi's, but there was that strange air around her. The strange... presence.
With a sigh, the red-head pulled his bedroom door open and entered it, pulling his jacket off and then flopping on his bed. He watched as the last rays of light faded and closed his eyes.
"... Dark?" his voice was barely above a whisper. There was silence, and then an answer.
"Is something wrong?"
Bolting upright, Daisuke gave his other half, who had materialized in front of him, a long stare, before flopping back down.
"It's been a while since you did that," he muttered, "but... what do you think is going on?"
"..." Dark sat on the end of Daisuke's bed, "You ask that question one too many times."
"Just answer it," the boy's tone of voice indicated that he didn't want a long-winded conversation where they never got to the main point, and Dark became thoughtful.
"At first I thought it was going to be a great adventure," he admitted, "but now things are starting to get a little too strange for my own liking. Something is going on, but we can't do anything about it."
"I thought you'd say that," Daisuke sighed bitterly, "but she seems to be our only answer to this - Takada-san."
"And Scarlet?" suggested the Thief.
"Yeah, those two... they have to be connected in some way. But... how? It seems a little too strange."
"Not that strange," Dark became thoughtful, "remember us? We're the same, but two people. So, maybe this Akane and Scarlet are connected the same way we are."
"... it's possible," he frowned and sat up, "but I don't think that's the answer."
"Then what's your answer, Sherlock?"
"I don't think there is one. Not yet, anyway. I guess we just have to bide our time."
"Dai-chan! We're back!" called Emiko's voice, and Daisuke and Dark exchanged looks.
"Are you going to tell her about Riku and Risa?" asked the Thief.
"I'll have to, won't I?" Daisuke sighed, "If I don't tell someone, then I'll never get over the mere idea of Riku-san and her sister leaving."
As much as his mind was still throwing practical and unpractical ideas to him, Daisuke ignored it out and left his bedroom.
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That night was like every other night, and Dark watched as his other slept – peacefully or not, he did not know. Nevertheless, Daisuke looked content and didn't seem to be disturbed by any strange dreams. Dark stared at the sleeping boy for a little longer, before turning his attention to the window. That night was a full moon and the round disk seemed to be shining brighter than ever.
"A full moon tonight, huh?" he muttered, staring at the round disk as if in a trance, "There was a meaning behind such a thing, but then again..."
He turned back to Daisuke, sighing slightly, "Sorry, Daisuke. I don't want to do this, but there's something I have to investigate tonight, and it's the only way."
Disappearing, Daisuke opened his eyes and changed into Dark. As the Phantom Thief stood there, he changed out of the pajamas his other half had been wearing and prodded the sleeping With until it woke up with a rather loud "Kyuu!". Dark froze for a moment, but then relaxed when he knew that Daisuke was still asleep.
Dark had taken over the boy's body. Not permanently, but, as he flew out the window, Daisuke wasn't to be disturbed about this piece of information just yet; a piece of information from the Thief's memory years ago.
Scarlet had been a small girl of the village Krad and himself had lived years ago – before the Niwa-Hikari conflict had begun.
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The museum was strangely quiet, and the very presence of guards seemed to be lacking that night. The shadow of a person moved silently, swiftly, past a security guard and continued on her way.
Scarlet was making another appearance.
She passed the corridors and halls of the extremely lacking security with the air of confidence around her, although she was tense and somewhat disturbed by the current events. Sighing, she stopped and leaned against a wall, closing her eyes briefly.
'It's here, I know it is,' she thought in frustration, 'Celes made a thorough search before I left, so why am I having such a hard time finding it?!'
Clearing her mind for a moment, she opened her eyes again and scanned the room before her – a scattering of priceless artworks, no doubt, but none of them really grabbed her attention. Reaching into a pocket of her costume, Scarlet pulled out a small red crystal shard, which gave an extremely violent glow. Holding it out, she transferred some of her own energy into the crystal, and the glow changed from blood red to a sort of soft orange glow. She watched it carefully, as it began to emit a various amount of waves that scanned the room, and, to her satisfaction, got an end result she wanted.
"Thanks Celes," she whispered, slipping the crystal back and, slowly, made her way to one corner of the room. There was a statue set on a stand - a head of some famous old guy – and, with skill, Scarlet managed to take the statue off it's stand and began to investigate not the statue, but the stand. Moving her hands over the smooth marble, she muttered a few words under her breath. A small wisp of power began to form itself in between her palms and left a trail of yellow light on the stand as she continued to move her hands around it. Once the whole stand seemed to be covered completely with the blinding light, she drew back and another form of energy began to form.
"Here goes," she thrust both hands forward, and sent the power drilling into the shining stand. It seemed to be sucked in, and for a moment, it seemed like nothing had happened as the light faded. Then, there was another pull of light, and something began to form. It was a small, shapeless blob at first, but, within a few seconds, it changed into a kind of broach, completely round with two ribbons attached to it. As the light faded, the broach fell and Scarlet had to dive to catch it. There was a clattering sound and she froze, waiting until the coast was clear. Smiling triumphantly, she scrambled up, taking a good look at the item.
The ribbon connected to the broach was a shade of dark pink, but the crystal inside the broach seemed to be made out of a mineral no one had discovered yet. It shone like fire, and was a shade of light pink. Holding back a triumphant laugh, she placed the statue back on the stand and made for the exit – and slipped.
Cursing her luck, guards soon appeared to see the cause of the noise, as some of the artworks had been detached from their usual positions. Getting up swiftly, she cut past the unorganized guards and managed to get out without so much as a scratch.
"Too close," Scarlet puffed, wiping sweat off her brow, "have to be more careful next time."
Once she managed to get a proper holding on the rooftop she was on, she waited until her usual breathing patterns returned.
'Too much time's been wasted already,' she thought, staring up at the shining disk, 'and I can't wait every full moon to get them... but going to next phase of my plan now... we're not ready yet.'
"I thought I'd see you here today," said a voice close behind her.
She got up slowly, turning to face Dark, who was in his usual 'at ease' pose. She didn't look surprised of impressed, as she stared at the Thief.
"And you were right," she replied coolly, "I didn't think you'd be back so soon, Dark. There wasn't a notice for this, so then..."
"I remembered."
"... oh really?" Scarlet suddenly became interested, "Remembered what, might I ask?"
"The past," he said shortly, "before the conflict. Thousands of years ago."
"..." she looked shocked, and Dark couldn't help but chuckle sourly.
"Parts are still blank," he said, "but I remember you. And the fact that your job is too..."
"Stop it, Dark," she said sharply, her face now full of cold fury, although there was a tinge of fear in her eyes, "you don't know anything yet. And talking about it no will lead to chaos. For the wing masters and yourself."
"Why are you so concerned?" Dark was taken back by her tone of voice, "And why are you here?"
"I have reasons," she replied coldly, before turning away and slipping slightly, "dammit."
He watched as she struggled to get up before speaking a bit more, using his mind and mouth so that he could worm out more information from her, "You were the one everyone used to tease, right? I remember that time clearly-"
"Drop it, Dark," her voice was now muffled, "if you really want to know the truth behind my motives, then get Daisuke ready. Krad, the same to you."
Dark was surprised to see Krad standing somewhere close to behind him, listening to their conversation. It looked like he knew where to go as well. Scarlet continued to talk, not turning to face them.
"If you do this, then things may go smoother," she explained, "if not..."
Without another word, she jumped off and disappeared in a flash of golden wings. The two alter egos stared after her before Dark coughed and caught Krad's attention.
"What are you doing here?" what the Thief had meant to ask was; "Why aren't you trying to kill me again?"
"A full moon," replied Krad coolly, "so I will be letting you off easy tonight," he flew off, "until next time, Dark."
"..." Dark shook his head, "WITH!"
As the night remained silent, the sky was mingled with a scattering of white feathers, black feathers, and glowing yellow feathers. As the three touched, a wisp of red appeared – like a flame – and faded.
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"Wake up, Dai-chan!"
"Mmm..." mumbled Daisuke, getting out of bed and, as usual, changed into his uniform, "test today..." he sighed, rubbing his eyes and grabbing his school bag.
After a hasty breakfast, the red-head pulled the gate open and left the house, calling his good byes. Falling into a brisk pace, Daisuke allowed the autumn wind to brush his face.
Hey, Dark?
There was silence, and Daisuke frowned slightly, before trying again, You there?
This was replied by Dark mumbling under his breath and a couple of snores. Shaking his head and smiling slightly, he continued on his way to school.
Probably stayed up all night, he decided, oh well, whatever.
There had been something he had wanted to ask his alter ego about - a strange dream he'd had last night - but it was too much of a blur for him to confirm it as a dream. Somehow, it had seemed too real, and then there was...
Catching sight of a figure in front of him, Daisuke put on an extra burst of speed to catch up with her, "Morning, Takada-san!"
Akane turned, "Oh, Niwa-kun, morning," she yawned.
"Eh? Did you get any sleep last night?" he asked and she smiled slightly.
"Not as much as I wanted," she admitted, brushing her hair out of her face, "had to study for the test today, right?"
"I see," nodding, Daisuke heard the school bell ring distantly, "we're going to be late!"
'He doesn't want to ask?' wondered Akane, 'Are all Niwa's like that? Hm...'
When Takada-san's ready, she'll tell me, thought Daisuke, I can wait.
As they entered the classroom and split up, Daisuke failed to notice Akane had a broach attached to the back of her plait.
The broach gave off a soft, pink glow.
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"So last nights plan worked," Celes stated, fiddling with a rock, "good job, Scarlet."
'It was harder than I thought,' said Scarlet's voice, 'but not impossible.'
"How was your encounter with the others?"
There was a sigh, 'Definitely not ready yet. But I can't just wait every full moon... how's the Flame?'
"Holding out, but I don't know for how much longer," replied Celes, "I'm doing my best now, you just keep focused. Good luck, Scarlet."
'Thanks. You too.'
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Whoo-boy, Akane's and Scarlet's speech patterns go down down downhill here... as well as the story, heh heh heh.
How long have Dark and Krad been around? I made it a couple of thousand years 'cause... that's later though!
Onwards we go!
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Daisuke: (yawns) I'm tired.
Dark: (yawns) Same.
Seena58: Um...
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Chapter 9: Second Appearance
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The rest of the day passed like a blur to Daisuke, who was too muddled in his own thoughts and depressions to care about where he was walking and who he passed. The sudden news of the Harada twins leaving and Akane somehow knowing Scarlet was too much for him, and Dark was silent – either sleeping or as dumbfounded as he was.
As the sun began to sink down – and creating a rather beautiful sunset, full of orange and some shades of pink on the clouds present – Daisuke shook his head slightly and decided it was time for him to head home. Not that he really wanted to go home yet. At the moment his only wish was to be sucked into a hole and never seen again until he unraveled the mystery he'd been dragged in.
Since the chance of being sucked into a giant hole and disappear off the face of the earth was over a million to one, Daisuke turned slowly and walked back home.
---
His house seemed oddly quiet as he unlocked the door and pushed it open. Passing through the hallway, he noticed that none of the lights were turned on and his suspicions were confirmed in a second: his family hadn't returned home yet.
Good in some ways, bad in others.
Daisuke wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone and without his family home, it meant that they couldn't bug him about his day. The bad thing was, he didn't know WHEN they were coming home. And then there was...
Akane.
She seemed like a nice enough person at first, even if her personality was a bit too much like Satoshi's, but there was that strange air around her. The strange... presence.
With a sigh, the red-head pulled his bedroom door open and entered it, pulling his jacket off and then flopping on his bed. He watched as the last rays of light faded and closed his eyes.
"... Dark?" his voice was barely above a whisper. There was silence, and then an answer.
"Is something wrong?"
Bolting upright, Daisuke gave his other half, who had materialized in front of him, a long stare, before flopping back down.
"It's been a while since you did that," he muttered, "but... what do you think is going on?"
"..." Dark sat on the end of Daisuke's bed, "You ask that question one too many times."
"Just answer it," the boy's tone of voice indicated that he didn't want a long-winded conversation where they never got to the main point, and Dark became thoughtful.
"At first I thought it was going to be a great adventure," he admitted, "but now things are starting to get a little too strange for my own liking. Something is going on, but we can't do anything about it."
"I thought you'd say that," Daisuke sighed bitterly, "but she seems to be our only answer to this - Takada-san."
"And Scarlet?" suggested the Thief.
"Yeah, those two... they have to be connected in some way. But... how? It seems a little too strange."
"Not that strange," Dark became thoughtful, "remember us? We're the same, but two people. So, maybe this Akane and Scarlet are connected the same way we are."
"... it's possible," he frowned and sat up, "but I don't think that's the answer."
"Then what's your answer, Sherlock?"
"I don't think there is one. Not yet, anyway. I guess we just have to bide our time."
"Dai-chan! We're back!" called Emiko's voice, and Daisuke and Dark exchanged looks.
"Are you going to tell her about Riku and Risa?" asked the Thief.
"I'll have to, won't I?" Daisuke sighed, "If I don't tell someone, then I'll never get over the mere idea of Riku-san and her sister leaving."
As much as his mind was still throwing practical and unpractical ideas to him, Daisuke ignored it out and left his bedroom.
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That night was like every other night, and Dark watched as his other slept – peacefully or not, he did not know. Nevertheless, Daisuke looked content and didn't seem to be disturbed by any strange dreams. Dark stared at the sleeping boy for a little longer, before turning his attention to the window. That night was a full moon and the round disk seemed to be shining brighter than ever.
"A full moon tonight, huh?" he muttered, staring at the round disk as if in a trance, "There was a meaning behind such a thing, but then again..."
He turned back to Daisuke, sighing slightly, "Sorry, Daisuke. I don't want to do this, but there's something I have to investigate tonight, and it's the only way."
Disappearing, Daisuke opened his eyes and changed into Dark. As the Phantom Thief stood there, he changed out of the pajamas his other half had been wearing and prodded the sleeping With until it woke up with a rather loud "Kyuu!". Dark froze for a moment, but then relaxed when he knew that Daisuke was still asleep.
Dark had taken over the boy's body. Not permanently, but, as he flew out the window, Daisuke wasn't to be disturbed about this piece of information just yet; a piece of information from the Thief's memory years ago.
Scarlet had been a small girl of the village Krad and himself had lived years ago – before the Niwa-Hikari conflict had begun.
---
The museum was strangely quiet, and the very presence of guards seemed to be lacking that night. The shadow of a person moved silently, swiftly, past a security guard and continued on her way.
Scarlet was making another appearance.
She passed the corridors and halls of the extremely lacking security with the air of confidence around her, although she was tense and somewhat disturbed by the current events. Sighing, she stopped and leaned against a wall, closing her eyes briefly.
'It's here, I know it is,' she thought in frustration, 'Celes made a thorough search before I left, so why am I having such a hard time finding it?!'
Clearing her mind for a moment, she opened her eyes again and scanned the room before her – a scattering of priceless artworks, no doubt, but none of them really grabbed her attention. Reaching into a pocket of her costume, Scarlet pulled out a small red crystal shard, which gave an extremely violent glow. Holding it out, she transferred some of her own energy into the crystal, and the glow changed from blood red to a sort of soft orange glow. She watched it carefully, as it began to emit a various amount of waves that scanned the room, and, to her satisfaction, got an end result she wanted.
"Thanks Celes," she whispered, slipping the crystal back and, slowly, made her way to one corner of the room. There was a statue set on a stand - a head of some famous old guy – and, with skill, Scarlet managed to take the statue off it's stand and began to investigate not the statue, but the stand. Moving her hands over the smooth marble, she muttered a few words under her breath. A small wisp of power began to form itself in between her palms and left a trail of yellow light on the stand as she continued to move her hands around it. Once the whole stand seemed to be covered completely with the blinding light, she drew back and another form of energy began to form.
"Here goes," she thrust both hands forward, and sent the power drilling into the shining stand. It seemed to be sucked in, and for a moment, it seemed like nothing had happened as the light faded. Then, there was another pull of light, and something began to form. It was a small, shapeless blob at first, but, within a few seconds, it changed into a kind of broach, completely round with two ribbons attached to it. As the light faded, the broach fell and Scarlet had to dive to catch it. There was a clattering sound and she froze, waiting until the coast was clear. Smiling triumphantly, she scrambled up, taking a good look at the item.
The ribbon connected to the broach was a shade of dark pink, but the crystal inside the broach seemed to be made out of a mineral no one had discovered yet. It shone like fire, and was a shade of light pink. Holding back a triumphant laugh, she placed the statue back on the stand and made for the exit – and slipped.
Cursing her luck, guards soon appeared to see the cause of the noise, as some of the artworks had been detached from their usual positions. Getting up swiftly, she cut past the unorganized guards and managed to get out without so much as a scratch.
"Too close," Scarlet puffed, wiping sweat off her brow, "have to be more careful next time."
Once she managed to get a proper holding on the rooftop she was on, she waited until her usual breathing patterns returned.
'Too much time's been wasted already,' she thought, staring up at the shining disk, 'and I can't wait every full moon to get them... but going to next phase of my plan now... we're not ready yet.'
"I thought I'd see you here today," said a voice close behind her.
She got up slowly, turning to face Dark, who was in his usual 'at ease' pose. She didn't look surprised of impressed, as she stared at the Thief.
"And you were right," she replied coolly, "I didn't think you'd be back so soon, Dark. There wasn't a notice for this, so then..."
"I remembered."
"... oh really?" Scarlet suddenly became interested, "Remembered what, might I ask?"
"The past," he said shortly, "before the conflict. Thousands of years ago."
"..." she looked shocked, and Dark couldn't help but chuckle sourly.
"Parts are still blank," he said, "but I remember you. And the fact that your job is too..."
"Stop it, Dark," she said sharply, her face now full of cold fury, although there was a tinge of fear in her eyes, "you don't know anything yet. And talking about it no will lead to chaos. For the wing masters and yourself."
"Why are you so concerned?" Dark was taken back by her tone of voice, "And why are you here?"
"I have reasons," she replied coldly, before turning away and slipping slightly, "dammit."
He watched as she struggled to get up before speaking a bit more, using his mind and mouth so that he could worm out more information from her, "You were the one everyone used to tease, right? I remember that time clearly-"
"Drop it, Dark," her voice was now muffled, "if you really want to know the truth behind my motives, then get Daisuke ready. Krad, the same to you."
Dark was surprised to see Krad standing somewhere close to behind him, listening to their conversation. It looked like he knew where to go as well. Scarlet continued to talk, not turning to face them.
"If you do this, then things may go smoother," she explained, "if not..."
Without another word, she jumped off and disappeared in a flash of golden wings. The two alter egos stared after her before Dark coughed and caught Krad's attention.
"What are you doing here?" what the Thief had meant to ask was; "Why aren't you trying to kill me again?"
"A full moon," replied Krad coolly, "so I will be letting you off easy tonight," he flew off, "until next time, Dark."
"..." Dark shook his head, "WITH!"
As the night remained silent, the sky was mingled with a scattering of white feathers, black feathers, and glowing yellow feathers. As the three touched, a wisp of red appeared – like a flame – and faded.
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"Wake up, Dai-chan!"
"Mmm..." mumbled Daisuke, getting out of bed and, as usual, changed into his uniform, "test today..." he sighed, rubbing his eyes and grabbing his school bag.
After a hasty breakfast, the red-head pulled the gate open and left the house, calling his good byes. Falling into a brisk pace, Daisuke allowed the autumn wind to brush his face.
Hey, Dark?
There was silence, and Daisuke frowned slightly, before trying again, You there?
This was replied by Dark mumbling under his breath and a couple of snores. Shaking his head and smiling slightly, he continued on his way to school.
Probably stayed up all night, he decided, oh well, whatever.
There had been something he had wanted to ask his alter ego about - a strange dream he'd had last night - but it was too much of a blur for him to confirm it as a dream. Somehow, it had seemed too real, and then there was...
Catching sight of a figure in front of him, Daisuke put on an extra burst of speed to catch up with her, "Morning, Takada-san!"
Akane turned, "Oh, Niwa-kun, morning," she yawned.
"Eh? Did you get any sleep last night?" he asked and she smiled slightly.
"Not as much as I wanted," she admitted, brushing her hair out of her face, "had to study for the test today, right?"
"I see," nodding, Daisuke heard the school bell ring distantly, "we're going to be late!"
'He doesn't want to ask?' wondered Akane, 'Are all Niwa's like that? Hm...'
When Takada-san's ready, she'll tell me, thought Daisuke, I can wait.
As they entered the classroom and split up, Daisuke failed to notice Akane had a broach attached to the back of her plait.
The broach gave off a soft, pink glow.
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"So last nights plan worked," Celes stated, fiddling with a rock, "good job, Scarlet."
'It was harder than I thought,' said Scarlet's voice, 'but not impossible.'
"How was your encounter with the others?"
There was a sigh, 'Definitely not ready yet. But I can't just wait every full moon... how's the Flame?'
"Holding out, but I don't know for how much longer," replied Celes, "I'm doing my best now, you just keep focused. Good luck, Scarlet."
'Thanks. You too.'
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Whoo-boy, Akane's and Scarlet's speech patterns go down down downhill here... as well as the story, heh heh heh.
How long have Dark and Krad been around? I made it a couple of thousand years 'cause... that's later though!
Onwards we go!