Disclaimer: This is a parody of X. X, the characters, plot, etc. do not belong to me.

Warning: This story contains spoilers. Also, several plot points have been re-arranged. This story was previously posted in a more script style format which, in my opinion, went along better with the flow of the parody, but doesn't like script style so what can you do?

Thanks to Seneti, RyuuRaigeki, Meirav, and Takako San (Fema) for re-reviewing my story. You're the best!

X PARODY CHAPTER TWO: MIDDLES

PART ONE: High up in a cocoon like mass of metal and wires, a thin, teenaged girl dreams of world domination.

"Zeros and ones, zeros and ones, all of my world's reduced to zeros and ones. I love my machine. Machines don't have messy little human emotions. Everything is coldly logical, like me!" Satsuki reaches out with her mind (linked to the computer) to find top-secret data from a research lab. "Well, that was fun, but now I've got to pee. Darned human body!"

Satsuki clambers out of the machine and shimmies to the ground. "Now where's that bathroom again?" She begins peering into doorways. "Let's see, weird long haired blonde guy in a coma – nope wrong room. Odd-looking sword gleaming with evil – nope, wrong again. Androgynous clone stolen from a genetic research lab floating in a glass tube – nope. Kanoe smarming over Yuto while half naked with the door open,"(yawns) "– nope, wrong again. I think I'll go biking."

Kanoe slithers, snake-like, around Yuto, dapper in his silk pajamas. "I always get what I want, and I wanted that little girl to become my pet computer nerd."

Yuto glances at her, amused. "Were you trying to make her jealous? Is that why you left the door open?"

Kanoe shrugs. "No, I'm just an exhibitionist with opportunistic sadistic tendencies. I'm evil incarnate. I'm a manipulative genius who loves to pull wings off flies and torment the innocent. But I like trees! Earth forever! Kill all the humans!"

Yuto smiles and reaches for her. "Now that's the Kanoe I know and love."

Satsuki rides her bike down some a curiously empty streets in downtown Tokyo. She stops to take a swig from a bottle of water. Yuzuriho jogs by.

"Hi! I'm Yuzuriho and there's a black car full of thugs following you, did you know?"

Satsuki glances back and spots them. "Don't worry about it. Have some water." Throws the bottle to her, and gets on her bike. "By the way, nice dog."

"Wait! You can see Inuki?" Yuzuriha asks excitedly.

Satsuki smirks, nonchalantly pedals away one handedly. With the other hand she uses her cell phone to reconfigure all the traffic signals to force the thugs to pursue her on foot, bypasses an office building's security system, lures the thugs into the parking garage in the basement, turns on the sprinkler system to get them drenched and coaxes electrical cables onto the puddles beneath their feet.

Thug #1 calls out to her, "You're coming with us, back to the top secret lab where we held you prisoner to conduct tests before you broke out. C'mon Satsuki, no one else knows how to fix the office copier when it jams but you."

Satsuki holds up her cell phone threateningly. "Sorry, I'll have to decline your offer. If I switch on the power we'll all be electrocuted."

The thugs cower. "You wouldn't do that! You'd die too."

Satsuki sighs. "Anyone ever tell you you've got a real gift for stating the obvious? Besides, anything's better than dying of boredom in that lab of yours. You don't even have cable TV in your lab! Humans are so dull. The only thing that could possibly spark a flicker of interest in me is a cataclysmic battle for humanity's survival."

Yuto swoops in and uses his ninja sai (three pronged spiky thing) to disarm the thugs and knock them out. "Satsuki! I'm here to rescue you."

Satsuki stares. "Why?"

Yuto grins. "It was either this or working out at the gym. Aren't you going to say thank you?"

"Of course not." Sniffs Satsuki. "I'm bored. Take me home."

PART TWO: A while later. The funeral of Fuma and Kotori's father. Kamui, Sorata, and Arashi look on from a distance.

Sorata stares sadly at the people by the grave marker. "Man, that's tough on Fuma and Kotori losing their dad that way. Just think, if he hadn't been guarding the Shincan sword that Kamui was supposed to get, then the Dragons of Earth wouldn't have beat him to a bloody pulp when they stole it, and he wouldn't have died, so in a sense, it's all Kamui's fault for not picking up the sword earlier when he first arrived in Tokyo. Isn't that right old buddy?" Sorata claps Kamui on the shoulder.

Kamui jerks away from Sorata. "I'm not your buddy. Go away."

"Nice move, Mr. Tactful." growls Arashi to Sorata.

Just then, a lithesome redhead dressed in an outfit that a Fredericks of Hollywood Lingerie store would be proud to call their own leaps down from a tree branch.

"Hi! I'm Karen Kasumi, here to deliver a message to Kamui from his auntie." She hands Kamui a letter. "She's going to give him the other Shincan sword on the night of the full moon at Togakushi shrine."

Arashi frowns. "What other Shincan sword?"

"The spare one. It's always good to carry a spare. You know what we girl scouts always say, 'Be prepared'." smiles Karen.

Sorata sniffs the air appreciatively. "Nice perfume, but I have to say you're not exactly dressed like a girl scout."

Karen giggles. "Oh, that's because I'm a Christian Catholic prostitute." She crosses herself to prove it.

Dead silence.

Kamui, Sorata, and Arashi all look at each other.

"Uh, isn't that kind of an oxymoron? You know, like 'wicked nice?' or 'jumbo shrimp?'" offers Sorata.

"Pacifistic ax murderer." contributes Kamui.

Arashi gets a very pleased look on her face. "Military Intelligence."

Her comrades murmur in admiration of her example.

Karen holds up her hands. "Stop! Please! Don't look at me, I don't write this stuff. This is what you get when you have Japanese authors coming from an increasingly secular background with Shinto or Buddhist underpinnings writing about Western religions they don't really understand. Look at the way they mangled Catholicism in Noir, Witch Hunter Robin -and don't even get me started on Neon Genesis Evangelion. Whoops! Look at the time, the graveside service is breaking up, and I'm not really dressed for a wake, so I'll be getting back to work now." She leaps off through the trees and disappears.

Later on, after the wake, Kotori notices Kamui standing watch by her front gate, and hurries over to him. Sorata and Arashi watch over Kamui from a nearby rooftop.

Sorata smiles in a paternal fashion. "Aw, isn't he cute? I think he likes her. Our little boy is growing up, mother." He places his hand on Arashi's shoulder.

Arashi moves away from Sorata, causing his hand to drop off her shoulder. "Your charming attempts at psychoanalysis do not work on me. I will never soften toward you. We cool, unapproachable beauties have a reputation to uphold."

Kotori smiles bravely at Kamui. "Thank you for coming, Kamui."

"It's nothing."

Kotori cocks her head. "Tell me your dreams of the future, Kamui."

Kamui scowls at the ground. "I have no dreams. You're the only high school freshman I know who has their career plans mapped out already."

Kotori giggles and blushes. "Yea, I'm going to be an Indigo dyer! It's an important job. Indigo dying has come a long way from medieval times when the dyers used to drink alcoholic beverages and pee into the dye vats to help in the fermentation processes. You see, when the leaves of the Isatis tinctoria woad plant were placed in a solution of water and human urine, enriched with alcohol, they would ferment, causing sugar to be released from the indoxyl molecule. The liquid then turns yellow, and was removed to a different vat which was stirred vigorously so it would combine with the oxygen in the air..."

Suddenly Kotori's front yard disappears as Kotori and Kamui are swept into an alternate dimension due to Seishiro's evil spell. They reappear perched on a precipice. Other spurs of rock jut up from fathomless depths below. On the highest rocky outcropping stands the lone figure of Seishiro, clothed all in black, including a sinister full-length trench coat, and sunglasses.

Kotori, not noticing her changed surroundings, continues. "Once oxygen has been introduced, the indoxyl molecules bond to the central carbon atoms on the pyrrole rings, and this makes the liquid turn first green, then the deep blue color we associate with indigo."

Seishiro calls out mockingly, "Greetings, Kamui. You escaped my trap at Hinoto's place, but now I have you in my clutches and I will kill you. What's this? A chick? Oh well, I guess I'll just kill you both."

Kamui glares. "You and what army? And if you touch Kotori I'll rip your face off you flower petal throwing pansy."

Kotori finally notices something is not right. "Huh? What's going on?" She looks down and sees she's about three inches away from stepping out over a bottomless pit. "Eep!"

Kamui creates a sphere of blue light to protect them from Seishiro's assault. "Nothing much, just stick close to me, Kotori."

Kotori nods happily. "OK. To continue with my story, This blue material known as indigo was then boiled, filtered and dried into either a loose powder or a moist cake. It was sold in...."

"Die, Kamui!" Seishiro hurls black occult cards at him that turn into ravens who get pulped by Kamui's force field. "Hmm, that didn't work, I'll try small rocks." He hurls a mass of stones at Kamui, one of which gets through the force field and slices his bicep. Kamui falls backward, knocking Kotori off her perch. He turns and catches her hand, so she's dangling over the abyss.

Kotori faints dramatically.

Kamui flashes back to when he was a kid, holding Kotori in the exact same way when he kept her from falling to her death out of a tree. "This is getting to be a habit."

Seishiro grins. "Ah ha! If you continue to hold onto the girl you won't be able to block my next attack. I'll use even bigger rocks this time!" He sends over three boulders the size of SUVs.

Fuma enters Seishiro's alternate dimension and throws himself over Kamui, shielding him from the boulders, which dissipate into a thousand pieces before touching his back.

Kamui glances up, astonished. "Fuma, why did you save me?"

"Well, you are holding my sister over an abyss. Plus I'm your twin star. My father told me so, on his deathbed, so it must be true. I haven't got a clue what that means but it seems important." Fuma's eyes begin to glow red and his voice drops a few notches down the vocal register. "See me for what I am, Kamui - your twin star. Bwahaha."

Seishiro stamps his foot. "Curses! My evil plan to kill Kamui is foiled, but that new guy Fuma looks pretty interesting. Perhaps we'll be friends." Canceling his spell, he disappears in a cloud of cherry blossom petals.

Kamui, Kotori (mercifully still unconscious), and Fuma reappear in their front yard. Fuma blinks and appears to awaken from a dream.

"What the heck just happened?"

Kamui stares at him. "You don't remember anything?"

Fuma shakes his head. "Nope, and I don't want to. I will now take my sister into the house and not press you for any details. By the way, want to come to my basketball game later?"

Kamui "..."

Not receiving and answer, Fuma gives up. "Well, see ya!" He picks up Kotori and exits.

PART THREE: A train station. Arashi in her green and white sailor suit uniform stands next to Sorata, who hangs up a public phone, and turns to her.

"Well, that's it then, we'll have to take a train ride if we want to go talk to Subaru, head of the Sumeragi clan. I think he's our best bet since we're trying to round up all the Dragons of Heaven, him being the head of a clan with the reputation of being the best of the best when it comes to mystical powers and all."

Arashi replies, "Agreed, but why am I here?"

Sorata laughs. "So I can flirt with you, of course! Plus, I hear Subaru is really handsome, but shy, real shy. In fact he's not your type at all. I want to be there when you meet him so I can remind you of that. Oh look, here's our train pulling into the station, now you can be a captive audience while I charm the socks off you on the way to meet Subaru."

Arashi crosses her arms. "I'm un-charm able." She turns her back on Sorata and makes her way down the stairs to the train platform, pointedly ignoring him.

Sorata looks after her. "Sheesh! She's a tough sell."

Sorata and Arashi exit the train at a deserted station, and begin walking through a forest towards some buildings in the distance. Eerie music swells around them.

Sorata cocks his head. "Do you hear that? I think someone's having a surreal experience combined with a flashback sequence!"

"Doubtless they are also having a battle with an arch enemy." opines Arashi

Sorata stares at her, mouth open. "Wow! How did you figure that out?"

Arashi nods to her left where the top of a huge green force field towers over the top of a bamboo forest.

Inside the force field, Subaru Sumeragi faces off with Seishiro. Both throw little bits of paper with pentagrams stenciled on them at each other. The papers transform into birds, razor sharp cards, and other interesting accoutrements, but each of the dodge the attacks easily.

Seishiro revs up another energy ball. "You're not still mad that I plunged my hand through your sister's chest, killing her horribly even though she was just a girl without enough mystical power to threaten me at all?"

Subaru dodges his blast. "Not really."

Seishiro continues speaking while attempting to eviscerate Subaru with a barrage of little black cards. "Come on, admit it. You want to kill me. Your dearest wish is to kill me like I did your sister. You're so cute! By the way, is that your cat?"

Subaru glances aside quickly, and notices a black cat with a red collar sitting patiently watching the battle. "No, that's just a stray spirit cat." He tosses a bit of paper with a spell on it at the cat. It lands squarely on the animal's chest, causing it to disappear. "Now if you don't mind, I have to go break its owner's spell which brought her lost love back to life, so she can turn into a mindless dribbling vegetable for the rest of her life."

Seishiro shrugs. "Oh well, I've lost interest in this fight now that the cat's gone." He disappears.

Arashi and Sorata appear, blocking Subaru's way.

Sorata thrusts a hand out, expecting Suburu to shake it. "Hi there! I'm Sorata, and this here is my woman, Arashi. She's the love of my life, the be all and end all of my existence, the future mother of my children, the..."

Arashi interrupts Sorata. "We are Dragons of Heaven, like you, and Princess Hinoto wants all the dragons to gather together to prepare for the coming battle. Will you join us?"

Subaru ignores Sorata's hand. "Sorry, not interested." He begins to walk around them.

Arashi frowns. "But don't you want to fight for humanity?"

"Not especially. All I want to do is fulfill my wish." Subaru walks away.

Arashi takes a step after him. "But..."

Sorata bars her way as she starts to go after Subaru. "Leave him be. He has issues. Besides, with him out of the way, you can spend more time with me!"

PART FOUR: The sidewalk of a busy street. Daisuke, healed up from his fight with Kamui, hangs up the phone and steps out of the phone booth to talk to Yuzuriha. Both are in their school uniforms. Inuki sits by Yuzuriha.

"Well, it looks like we'll have to wait to meet up with Seiichiro." says Daisuke. "Princess Hinoto won't be pleased at the delay. She's really anxious to gather all the Dragons of Heaven together. What a coincidence that the Dragon of Heaven who loaned Miss Arashi his umbrella should turn out to be my uncle, an editor at a publishing house. Well, since he can't meet with us now, what would you like to do, Yuzuriha?"

Yuzuriha brightens immediately. "Ice cream! Let's go get ice cream. No wait, I'll get us some. You stay here." She runs off with Inuki through the park, sees a man in khaki army fatigues feeding the birds and stops, then runs toward him, scattering pigeons in her wake.

Kusanagi jumps into a defensive army stance. "Yikes! It's that weird little girl."

Yuzuriha bounds up to him. "Hi again! I'm Yuzuriha. I forgot to tell you that before. Want me to tell you about my traumatic childhood growing up with an invisible spirit dog that no one else could see so they called me a liar?"

Kusanagi relaxes out of his defensive posture. "Uh, sure. I'm Kusanagi, and I'm at least ten years older than you and I have nothing in common with a ditzy schoolgirl, but what the heck, it's my day off."

Yuzuriha, completely forgetting Daisuke, relates her sad story of childhood misunderstanding as the hours pass and the sun begins to set. "So that's why I reacted like I did when I found out you could see Inuki. You're the only one who'd understand. So what about your life's story?"

Kusanagi surreptitiously wipes away a tear. "Oh mine's not interesting like yours. Weren't you supposed to be meeting someone?"

Yuzuriha jumps up. "You're right! I've got to go. I'll see you later!" She runs off smiling to herself. "I think I'm in love!"

Yuzuriha arrives back at Daisuke, who passed out from hunger, just as Seiichiro shows up.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Seiichiro apologizes. "How ever can I make it up to you?"

Yuzuriha jumps up and down. "Ice cream! Give me ice cream!"

Daisuke wakes up. "Food, water, anything...!"

PART FIVE: Six minutes to midnight. The Togakushi Shrine in Fuma and Kotori's backyard. Fuma is sitting under a tree in the dark when Kamui shows up.

"Kamui? What are you doing here?" asks Fuma, perplexed.

Kamui hands him the letter he received from Karen the day of the funeral. "I'm here to pick up my sword, then I will leave forever because staying might place you and Kotori in danger."

Fuma jumps up for joy. "See! You do care! You remembered our childhood pact to protect each other and be friends forever. You've only just been pretending not to care." He rushes over and gives Kamui a big hug.

Kamui does not return it. "Whatever."

Fuma pulls back from the hug to peer down at the smaller boy. "You know you can count on me if you ever need help, right? Promise you will call me if you need anything, please? Promise? Huh? Promise?"

"Oh alright." harrumphs Kamui ungraciously.

Kamui enters the Togakushi shrine, Fuma hot on his heels to find his wounded aunt on the floor, menaced by golem wraiths in black suits. Kamui disintegrates them easily and kneels by his aunt.

Aunt Tokiko smiles piteously. "Kamui, you're just in time. I'm about to give birth to the Shincan sword."

Fuma frowns. "Funny, you don't look pregnant."

Aunt Tokiko notices him and replies, "Neither did your mother, Saya, when she volunteered to take Kamui's mom's place and give birth to the other Shincan sword six years ago."

"Hey, my mom died in the hospital, though come to think of it, when Kotori and I sneaked a peek through the operating room window, it kind of looked like her body had exploded, and yeah, now that you mention it, the doctor was holding some kind of sword. And here I thought all this time that it was just a surgical instrument!" said Fuma wonderingly.

Kamui begins to glare. "You're telling me that my mother allowed Fuma's mom to die horribly in her place?"

"Well, Fuma's mom's name was Saya after all, and in Japanese Saya means scabbard."

Fuma and Kamui exclaim in unison, "OOH! Plot foreshadowing!"

Aunt Tokiko smiles one last time. "Now, if you'll excuse me I have to levitate and die spectacularly. The sword that is about to be born must be placed in the super special safety pentagram to await the Final Battle. This is my destiny."

Tokiko rises into the air, shredding clothes and flesh until all that's left is a bloodstained sword and a huge puddle of blood splatter along the floor and walls.

Fuma wrinkles his nose. "Eew, gross!"

Kotori enters unexpectedly from the doorway. "What's this? Blood? It's red! Red, Red, Red! Like my mother's blood the day she died. I hate red! I like blue! Blue is better! Levi Strauss blue jean company sells over one billion pairs of blue jeans per year, all dyed blue with indigo!"

Kamui grabs Kotori, and pulls her to his chest to shut her up. She begins to sob hysterically. "Don't look, Kotori. Look at me instead. I am, after all, the cold, reserved hero who is finally beginning to crack and show emotion. I now feel that this is all my fault."

Fuma claps him on the shoulder. "Don't be silly, just because my mother died because your mom wussed out, and my father was beaten up and died because you didn't pick up the Shincan sword on time, is no reason to blame yourself. Plus, I wouldn't want you to change. Kotori and I love you just the way you are – rude, obnoxious, and stand-offish."

A tall, dignified stranger in a three-piece suit and a mustache appears in the doorway of the shrine.

The stranger speaks. "Hello there. I'm the chairman of the CLAMP school, and I've come at the bequest of Miss Tokiko. So, where is she?"

Fuma glances around. "Let's see, she's on the floor, and the ceiling, and there's some of her over in the corner..."

Kamui shoots a hate-filled look at the stranger. "Leave us alone or I'll kill you."

Fuma smiles broadly. "Now, that's the Kamui we all know and love."

The stranger notices that he's stepped in a patch of blood, and moves back. "Ah, I see. Poor Tokiko. Still, one must soldier on. I understand someone has a sword that needs storing? CLAMP school has one of the best, state of the art mystical storage facilities in Japan. Plus, our compound is located inside a nifty looking pentagram star that can't be seen from the ground because it's so vast. Please don't ask why passing airplane pilots have never reported seeing it. Also, we have excellent medical facilities, and I believe the young lady has just collapsed into a catatonic state from shock, so if you wouldn't mind joining me in my helicopter parked conveniently outside, we'll be on our way in a jiffy."

Fuma shrugs. "OK"

"Alright, but only for Kotori's sake. If you try anything I'll still kill you." Kamui grates out, still cradling the girl in his arms.

As they make their way outside the Stranger asks Fuma, "Is he always so prickly?"

"It's what makes him the tortured hero."

Later on, in the helicopter Kotori, lying on a stretcher, dreams. In her dream she's drawn toward a hospital bed where a male patient is hooked up to about a zillion monitors behind mosquito netting.

Kakyo, the figure in the bed, speaks to her. "Kotori, you are a dreamseer like myself. You know the future too."

Kotori floats toward the bed. "Yes, I've seen things. Terrible things. May I see you too?"

Kakyo nods. "Let's go someplace nicer. I hate being seen in these darned hospital gowns that open in the back. They're so drafty. I know, let's go to the beach dreamscape where I used to meet my lost love, Hokuto, who was foully murdered by Seishiro, who by an odd turn of events, I now work with."

Kotori and Kakyo appear on a pristine beach with crystal blue ocean spread in front of them and white seagulls crying and flying about picturesquely overhead.

Kotori spins around happily like Julie Andrews in a mountain meadow in 'The Sound of Music'. "Ooh. The sea is so pretty, and so blue. Did you know that my favorite color is blue? I always wanted to become an indigo dyer when I grew up and..."

Kakyo interrupts quickly. "That's nice, but we both know that's not going to happen. You've decided to sacrifice yourself to save your brother and Kamui."

Kotori pouts. "Let's talk about something else. What's up with this lost love of yours?"

Kakyo stares out at the water. "She's dead, and the sadness of her passing nearly destroyed me, just as losing you will make Kamui very sad as well."

"Gee, doesn't ANYBODY in this story get to keep the girl they fall for? Do all the love story subplots end unhappily?" grumps Kotori.

Kakyo shrugs. "Pretty much."

Kotori stares at the ground and sighs. "I guess I'd better get ready for my death scene. Got any spare angels' wings?"

Kakyo taps his finger on his chin and considers. "I suppose we could cobble some together using the seagull feathers. Those darned birds are always shedding. Ever see the end sequence? The dratted things waft around so much you can barely see the end credits!"

"Thanks. Oh, and by the way, if you happen to see my big brother and Kamui, tell them I love them, and that the future has yet to be determined."

Kakyo starts in surprise. "Huh? What do you mean? Hinoto and I always see the exact same future, the world in desolation with skyscrapers fallen and lots of dust swirls. After all, we are the professional dreamseers. We're the officially sanctioned Dragon of Heaven and Dragon of Earth data gatherers. What we say goes."

Kotori giggles. "Oh Kakyo, you're so silly. Haven't you ever heard of plot foreshadowing?"

Kakyo sighs resignedly. "Amateurs!"

PART SIX: Somewhere deep under the Japanese Diet building, Hinoto, the albino dreamseer cries out.

"Kamui! Kamui! The time of choosing is upon you. You must decide to become a Dragon of Earth and destroy humankind to keep them from polluting the earth, or you must become a Dragon of Heaven and save the world as we know it. Please, Kamui, choose to save us. Er, wait a bit. I'm getting something. If you choose to save humanity your choice will lead to the violent death of someone near and dear to you. Uh, just kidding! Choose however you like. I'm so not taking responsibility for this one."

Kanoe slinks into Hinoto's dream. "Got yourself in a pickle this time, haven't you, sister? This is great news for me. Once Kamui chooses, I'll get a Kamui to play with too. Yummy!"

Hinoto turns sightless eyes toward Kanoe. "Sister, don't take a Kamui into your sick little fantasy world. Have mercy."

Kanoe smirks. "Mercy's for saps. Ciao, big sister."

Meanwhile at CLAMP school, Kamui, bearing the Shincan sword, walks down the hallway toward Kotori's room. As he walks, he talks to himself.

"Okay, everyone keeps bugging me to choose to be a Dragon of Heaven or Earth. While my mom was burning to death, the last thing she told me was to become stronger and protect my loved ones. I love Kotori, and Fuma. Therefore I should choose to be a Dragon of Heaven so that they can live, because if I choose to be a Dragon of Earth, then I'd have to kill them and every other human being on the planet. Well, that was easy. I'll be a Dragon of Heaven." Feeling inordinately pleased with himself for figuring that one out, Kamui places his hand on the doorknob and enters Kotori's room where Fuma sits at her bedside.

Fuma turns and stares at the boy. "Not so fast, Kamui. Every action, every choice has a consequence."

Kamui takes a step back. "Fuma, what red eyes you have."

"The better to see my destiny with."

Kamui takes another step back. "Fuma, how low your voice has become."

"The better to give dramatic pronouncements with. Kamui," (Fuma's voice lowers even further until it's almost in the bass range) "I am your TWIN STAR." Fuma grabs Kamui by the throat and knocks him across the room, stealing his sword, grabbing Kotori's prone body from off the bed and hightailing it to the rooftop where he ties Kotori to a cross-shaped girder and waits.

Kamui races up the stairs and stops in shock as Fuma, perched on top of the girder, raises the Shincan sword to murder his sister. "Fuma! What are you doing?"

"Because you chose to be a Dragon of Heaven, I must now become your opposite, a Dragon of Earth. This means I'm now a complete sociopath with cool looking red eyes." Fuma leaps off the girder, slams Kamui into a concrete slab and plunges the sword into his hand, pinning him there as cords whip around Kamui's body, restraining him.

"Ouch! Are you crazy? What happened to the nice, friendly big brotherly type guy you used to be?"

Fuma gives an evil grin. "Gone with the wind. Now, to further gross you out, I will lick blood from you. See what a psycho I am?"

"Have you considered therapy?" suggests Kamui.

"Therapy? I spit on the notion of therapy. Besides, I'm supposed to be this way, I'm a Dragon of Earth. Watch now as I kill my once-beloved sister." Fuma jumps back onto the girder and plunges the Shincan sword through her heart. "This is called irony. By choosing to become a Dragon of Heaven to protect Kotori, you actually led to her death, and my schizophrenic personality disorder."

Kamui sighs. "Some days it doesn't pay to get out of bed."

Kotori's spirit watches as she ascends into the skies of Kakyo's dreamscape with flaps of her angel wings, shedding feathers as she goes. "No kidding!"

END CHAPTER TWO:

Up next: Will Kamui be able to get over Kotori's death and get on with saving mankind? Will the next chapter ever be finished? Should there be another chapter? Please review and let me know what you think.