Blix: New chapter

Dressi:Yup

Nana:About damn time

Authors note: Okay guys,the story is going to take some really weird turns from this point on but please bare with me okay? Everything will be explained in time.

Momiji watched the group with a smile of contentment. It was like a family. A real family. Before Gin and Kai had come, everyone had gone about their own tasks without much conference between one another.

Yet,since the street fighter and her son had come into the home, everyone had seemed to bind to each other quickly. Gin herself seemed open yet a little reluctant while her son threw himself into the group of people with a trust that scared them all.

Momiji envied his innocence. Her worries grew each moment. Ever since she had found Gin with the mitamas she had been afraid that the arigami would come back and try to kill her once again. She couldn't stand to lose everything she had gained in the past year. And she didn't want to risk losing Kusanagi. They were fighting often these days. He seemed so restless. The rise of the arigami wouldn't help at all.

And how did Gin fit in it all. Why had she been given mitamas? And eight of them. In Murakumo's words, she was a perfect soul. She looked a bit like him too. Did having eight mitamas make her look like him or had she been like that before the mitamas had been given to her?

The group of people she cared about moved further and further away from her towards the swing sets and other play equipment. Momiji laid back in the bench and dozed off.

::Dream Sequence::

There was a certain tranquil calm in her dream. She knew it was a dream because nowhere else did she feel quite this happy. And nowhere else in the world was her favorite song playing out of thin air. She walked along the white sands of the beach and let the waves lap around her feet and all the way up to her knees. She wore her mid thigh length white sundress in her dream. A wide brimmed straw hat shaded her face from the sun.

"So Kushinada, you seek to escape reality and come to the dream world," A familiar voice said. Momiji whirled around, knowing that the voice had represented a danger in the past, but she couldn't quite remember how.

"Who's there? Show yourself!" She demanded.

"It is I, Murakumo. And look above you," His voice rang out above her.

"Momiji looked up and saw the arigami floating leisurely above her head. He wore a slight smirk on his face as if he knew a secret that Momiji desperately wanted the answers to. And maybe he did.

"What are you doing in my dream?" Momiji demanded shrilly. The arigami merely chuckled and let himself drift to the ground. It seemed like he was more laid back somehow.

"I am here at the Lady's request. It seems the Lady wishes her little sister would not suffer any break in her peace of mind, so I am to answer a few questions. First off, Gin was not created to be your enemy. She is not related to me. And yes, the arigami are awake once more, though not at the behest of Susano-oh. They are different from before, when they begin to attack, their mitamas will be harder to break. A god long forgotten has morphed them into something infinitely stronger. The Lady Kaede wishes you to know that when she can, she will help you. Goodbye Kushinada.

Momiji awoke with a start and gasped for air. Murakumo had said that the arigami were being awoken again by a god long forgotten. And they were stronger than before.

"So you're saying the arigami are back, but under the command of a different god, long forgotten, who has made them stronger. Wonderful! This makes everything so much easier!" Sakura screeched.

Gin rubbed the bridge of her nose, taking in the information. She wasn't created to be Momiji's enemy, but someone had deliberately wreaked havoc on her life. Why?

"Who told you all of this Momiji?" Gin asked quietly, her predator instincts kicking in. The girl had never mentioned her source.

"Kaede did. I think she came as a spirit into my dream and told me," The brunette replied automatically. Gin knew she was lying. She hadn't survived five years on the streets by falling for lies. She'd question the girl later.

"So we need to try and figure out which God has been long forgotten and see what we can do. Momiji, you are officially under TAC protection 24/7. You don't go anywhere without one of us. I have to go call Kome and Yeagashi. I figure Yeagashi can look to see if there have been any odd incidents lately that might have been arigami attacks. Matsudaira, Gin, I need you two to try and figure out Gin's mitamas as quickly as you can. Gin, I know you may hate it, but right now we need to try and get on top of everything that we possibly can so we can try and get the advantage," Kunakida told her. Gin nodded.

"I'll watch Kai," Momiji volunteered.

"Thank you Momiji," Gin told the 16 year old as she walked away from the table, following Matsudaira outside to her car.

"Why must I do this?" The former king of the arigami asked, his voice cold, though fury flashed in his eyes.

"Because we ask it of you. The Kushinada needs protection. The prophecy has come to pass, and the forgotten has forced us to do this. Murakumo, we ask that you do this. If nothing else, you will have a chance to take back what is yours. You were king of the arigami. What are you now? The arigami are no longer under your command. What will you do without meaning? If nothing else, you have a chance to regain your honor," The purple haired woman told him.

Murakumo growled. He wanted his honor and his throne back, but the task ahead of him was monumental, if not impossible.

He nodded his acceptance of the task and felt his Lady and Lord relax. Then he left them, his head filling with ideas.

The TAC would not trust him easily, yet somehow he had to convince them he was on their side, then he had to train the new warrior.

Gin was her name. She was scarred up woman who was young even by human standards, yet strong. She was quick, he knew that much. The woman would be quicker now with the eight mitamas. It would be interesting to see how much he would have to train her. How would she react to being a walking weapon that could generate energy akin to electricity within her body and sprout blades from her arms?

Then again she could be different. By prophecy the Warriors of the Kushinada are like yin and yang, both made opposites so as best protect the princess.

And who had created her? The humans thought it was his Lady Kaede, but it was not. Not many gods had the power to bestow mitamas on any human. Actually, there were only two gods he knew of that had the ability, and one demigod. None of them had done it, he was positive. So how had the girl come about?

It was a pretty puzzle that he could not seem to figure out, despite his advanced mind.

But he would have to figure it out eventually, because the forgotten one had not made her. So there was another in the deadly game of chess being played and that other could possibly tip the scale in the forgotten one's direction or in his own.

It was somewhat nerve wracking to contemplate.

Gin did not look away from the needles as they were inserted into her. She wasn't scared of the pain. She just hated needles because of her father. Often, he had injected her with some sort of drug that caused her to stop fighting. Sometimes she had even blacked out. It wasn't something she was proud to admit.

"I'm going to see if your DNA was changed at all by the mitamas. Kusinagi's was, but he was made into an arigami at a young age," Matsudaira told Gin. Suddenly she gasped. Gin looked down at the syringe.

It no longer looked like Gin had blood. Instead, it was a phosphorescent liquid that looked like it was pure energy.

"Is that normal for arigami?" Gin asked in a low voice, trying to hide the tremors that wanted to emerge.

"No, arigami blood has always been green," The doctor answered.

"Then what am I?"

"I don't know Gin, but I don't think you're a normal arigami."

Blix:Okay,so it was really short, but I wanted to leave of with a cliffy. And this is the best one that I could think of

Nana: Ahem!

Blix:Okay,that my two demonic muses could think of…..Damn muses

Dressi:I thought you loved us! If you don't want us we can leave

Blix: Love and hate are hard to distinguish sometimes tries to make up for slight