Dead Man's Party

Chapter 7

Showtime

The next couple of days went as planned, at least for Hao. He had waited almost a week for this moment, the moment he could finally strike and obtain Faust VIII for his plan. He smirked now, perched on the branch of a nearby tree, as if a bird, poised and ready to strike. The others were out of town at the moment, Anna sending them off to do the shopping, while her and the girls took care of the cooking. Faust however, insisted on staying. Yoh had no problem with it, encouraging his tall, blonde friend to stay, however the others were a bit more uneasy. "Don't worry we can trust him." said Yoh, the others sighing a bit with a nod, and went off to complete the list of errands Anna had wrote for them.

Faust busily worked out back, tending to the flower garden, Trey's flower garden to be exact, seeing as how Anna had constantly sent him to work in it. Faust didn't mind tending to it, flowers reminding him so much of Eliza, his sweet Eliza... she was like a flower in so many ways. She was sweet and quite, smelled beautifully, seemed to sway as she walked, and just like a rose with thorns, she could be so painful. He smiled some, having finished with the garden, busily chopping fire wood. He missed her so much, wanted more then anything to bring her back. ...Eliza...he thought, quickly bringing his axe down on the massive log, splitting it with ease.

He quickly picked up the two logs, tossing them in a pile not to far off. He panted a bit, whipeing sweat from his forehead. He was powerful alright, but this kind of work really wasn't his sort of thing, he'd rather be in a hospitol, giving someone a needle, or maybe in a cemetary, digging a grave... He sighed a bit, picking up another peice of wood. He was sweating like all hell, and the sun above him wasn't helping, especially when it was still early, no later then 7:30 A.M. He had taken off his massive jacket and scarf, only to reveal a rather attractive stomach and chest, muscles rippling, complete with numerous scars. He didn't care, all he knew was that he was hot and needed to cool down. ...almost done... he thought, which was true. There was only about five other logs to cut, then it was lunch time. Anna had promised him a hefty meal in turn for him doing the firewood. With that in mind, he carried on, getting closer and closer to food.

Hao didn't waste any time, closing his eyes as he scanned the area, knew Anna was busy in the kitchen, her attention on her boiling pot of soup, while Tamora dusted and Pillica did the laundry. It was perfect, ...too perfect... he thought, trying to tone down his optimisim. He didn't want to get too cocky, one wrong move and his new master plan would be totaled. He lept down now, landing softy a good distance from the necromancer. He smirked, knew this shaman's weakness was the same as the others. ...always the heart... he thought, smirking a bit more as he began to walk the distance between them.

Faust VIII carried on his wood chopping, tossing the split logs to the side, replacing them with a larger one. With a quick swing of his axe, the job was finished. "There now, that wasn't so bad." he said to himself, leaning down now to gather the freashly chopped wood. He stopped suddenly, blinking a bit, sensed the precence of another. He raised his gaurd a bit, but continued to pick up the logs, not wanting to acknowledge the other, at least not yet. He waited now, waited until the unknown one was close enough to see face-to-face. Faust turned quickly, and did a double take, sure he was looking into the eyes of Yoh. ...no... he thought, gathering himself, saw the long hair, the hatred burning deep within the look-alikes dark eyes. He smirked a bit, raising his chin some. "Ah, the other Asakura brother, we meet at last..." said Faust VIII, eyeing the boy. Hao smiled, bowing politly. "Indeed..." he said, smirking now.

The two staired at each other for a while, seemed to be sizing each other up. ...they look so alike... thought Faust. He glaired a bit at Hao's icy smile. "Whatever do you want?" he asked, Hao shrugging a bit, turning his attention to the flowers. He smiled, about to unvail the first part of his plan. "So sad..." he said softly, watching a pink flower sway in the wind. Faust blinked a bit, glancing to where Hao was stairing, but quickly looking back to the boy. Hao smirked, meeting Faust's gaze. "It's sad, when something so beautiful has to die..." he began, Faust's expression becoming sad. "Don't you agree?" asked Hao, looking back to the flower.

Faust VIII glaired a bit, knew Hao was talking about Eliza. Hao smirked, knew Faust was getting upset. "Eliza right?" he asked, raising a brow. "You've no right to speak her name!" hissed Faust, wanting so badly to attack this fool before him, but knew better. He had heard rumors about Hao, knew that those who had underestimated him had suffered a fate worse then death. He smirked a bit, getting a handle on himself. Hao frowned some, knew he couldn't get to Point B of his plan, until he delt with Point A, which was to get Faust 's guard down by upsetting him, so he'd lose focus. All he seemed to be doing right now was helping to put the necromancer's guard up.

...no matter... Hao thought, smirking, knew it was time to bring in his back-up plan. He looked to Faust, saw the sadness in his eyes, and a slight hint of anger. "I'll make you a deal Doctor..." began Hao, a cruel smirk dancing across his lips. Faust glaired a bit, knew he wouldn't give into this idiot and his stupidity. He'd find someway to take him, or possibly stall him until the others got back. ...for now... thought Faust, raising his chin once again. ...i'll play along... "A deal?" he asked, trying to sound sincear, Hao's face lighting up a bit. "Why yes..." he said, taking a few steps to the flower garden. Faust watched, waiting for the shaman to make his offer. Hao knelt down, lowered his face to the flower, sniffing it. Faust VIII blinked a bit, watched as the boy gently plucked it from the soil, holding it firmly in his grasp.

"Help me get rid of Yoh, and i'll give you the one thing you desire..." said Hao, twirling the flower between his fingers a bit. Faust blinked, frowning some. Yeah, like this kid knew anything about him, his needs, and desires, not to mention his loyalty to his friends. "And what might that be, my young friend?" asked Faust, a bit of sarcasim rolling off his tongue along with the words. Hao smirked, lowering his hand and the flower. "Why that's simple..." he said, smiling once more. "Your dear Eliza..."

Faust blinked, shocked, felt weak, in both body and mind. Was he serious? Would he truly give him Eliza, in return for a little help? And moreoverly, could he even do such a thing? ...no... he thought, shaking his head some. ...you can't trust him... He stepped back, glaring at the boy. "You're a liar..." he said simply, Hao rolling his eyes a bit. "Come come, I give you my word." he said, smirking. "You're words are meaningless..." spat Faust VIII. Hao frowned, deciding he'd just take matters into his own hands. "Alright then..." said Hao, emitting a sigh as he walked towards Faust. Faust VIII watched, not backing down, knew the axe he had been using earlier was laying in the grass not too far off. ...not my weapon, but it'll do... he thought, smirking as the nut before him drew closer.

Hao looked up to the blonde male, smiling sincearly. "You're very stubborn..." said Hao, Faust tilting his head back some, eyeing the boy. Hao smirked, extending a large hand to the necromancer. Faust blinked a bit, not sure what was happening. Hao smiled, his eyes narrowing quite a bit. "But I respect your wishes...and I'm sure Eliza does as well..." he said softly, Faust looking to Hao, blinking. He was confused, not to mention suspicious, felt a bit uneasy as he continued to look at the boy who's facial expressions changed as often as the weather.

Hao raised his eyebrows a bit, his hand outstretched now. Faust VIII continued to staire at the shaman, not sure what to do, if he should shake his hand or not. He never did trust many, and the rumors about this boy only made him more uneasy, however, he didn't want to be rude and also didn't want to risk the lives of his friends in the house by pissing off this loonatic. If he could keep him at bay, he was glad. Faust smirked, extending his hand to the boy, Hao taking it, the two sharing a firm handshake.

Hao smirked, gripping his fingers tightly around his victims hand. Faust blinked a bit when he was unable to pull away. ...shit... Hao only smiled wide, his energy and Furioku soaring now. Faust glaired as it began to travel the lenght of the boy's arm, passing through his fingers, to Faust's own body. Hao smirked, narrowing his eyes. "Mmm, so noble, so kind to shake the hand of a stranger..." he began softly, Faust begining to wince as the energy travled up his arm, and slowly down his chest. "Especially a nut like me..." finished Hao,then shook his head sighing a bit, his energy continuing to pass between them. "It's sad really, you let your guard down so easily..." he continued, Faust clenching his teeth now, refusing to shout out in pain. Hao smiled evily. "Don't bother fighting it...it only makes it harder for you, not to mention more painful."

Faust VIII's body began to tremble. He clenched his teeth more and closed his eyes tightly. ...I can't... he thought. ...I can't...give up... A sudden jolt through his body made him shout out in pain, shocking him inside and out. Hao winced a bit, but carried on his energy transfer. It was time now, time to take over the doctor's body. Hao smirked as he sent a final serge of energy into the pale blonde, sending them both flying apart.

Hao got up first, dusting his pants leg's off and what not. He then proceeded to dust off his arms. He looked to the shaman passed out on the ground, saw the purple-ish glow looming from the body and smiled. ...perfect... he thought, knew the first part of his plan had worked quite well, however... However, his moment of truth would come now. He had succeeded in manipulating the body of normal people, of animals, of weaker shaman... ...but a necromancer... He smirked, knew he'd be able to handle this, or at least told himself he could. He closed his eyes, outstretching an arm to the body before him that lay in the green grass. "Get up..." he said softly, watching now in disbelief, the body seeming to show no signs of life. ...great... he thought Not only did his plan look to be a failure, but he had also managed to kill his new toy. He sighed some, frowning a bit. He refused to give up, not now, he knew something had happend, especially if the body was glowing.

"Get...up..." he said in a angered tone, tensing his fingers some. With that the body seemed to jerk, then shift a bit, rolling to its side, then to the hands and knee and slowly, machnically, got to its feet, standing now, back to his new master. Hao smirked, saw as his furiko grew, his control on the body did as well. He didn't waste time or energy for that matter, noting his next task would be simple at least for the moment...

He let his arms rest at his sides, his white poncho-like wrapping blowing in the breeze some. "Face me." he said, watching as the shaman did. Hao smirked, almost squeeled in excitement at the faraway, cold look in the young doctor's eyes. ...it worked... he thought, so happy he could die. He smirked now, tilting his head a bit, eyeing the man's muscular body, sizeing up the furiko as well, knew together they could easily handle the others without much of a fight.

Hao smirked, his eyes narrowing, watched as his tool did the same. He couldn't wait to start the party, to get his hands on the little twirps who had ruined his plans on countless accounts. It was HIS turn to have fun now, to take care of them all once and for all. He smiled wide, raising his fingers some, calling Faust to him, the necromancer complying fully. ...peice of cake... he thought, noting that actions like these were safe and did little to his control or furioku, however... Hao frowned a bit, hopeing he'd be able to still control his new toy if spirirt control were cut. ...what the hell...? he thought, shaking his head some. ...what am I thinking...? he asked himself, blinking a bit in shock. It seemed he thought highly of Yoh, at least subconciously he did. He growled some, the thought angering him. Him, think highly of Yoh...and possibly, even fearing his own brother? He smirked a bit, running long fingers through long hair. ...i've got nothing to worry about... he assured himself. He would act quickly, restraining the others, then restraining Yoh, giving him little to no time to attack.

He smiled, envisioning it in his mind, the movie playing out perfectly. The others screaming in pain as the skeletons ripped them a part, slowly, limb from limb, Yoh watching in horror in the distance, his rage fueling him as he went to strike. Hao would only smirk, as skeletal warriors would soon restrain his brother as well. He'd have the best seat, next to Anna, who would scream her lover's name as the skeletons began to feast on his flesh. And Faust? Faust would be his key to it all, his own skills as a necromancer would bring the downfall of his few and only friends. It was a scene Hao would love to see over and over again. He sighed contently closing his eyes, letting it play out over and over. ...if they don't screw it up that is... he thought, frowning some.

He shrugged a bit, looking to the necromancer, who stood erect, his arms limp at his sides, his head bowed foward, hiding what little light was reflecting in his cold eyes. Hao scanned the area some, didn't see anyone, but blinked a bit at something near Faust VIII's feet. He smirked when he realized what it was. ...an axe... Hao smirked widder at identifying it. ...we can do damage with this... he thought, and blinked a bit, watching as Faust reached down, taking the massive axe in one hand. Hao smiled, noted he had only thought about telling Faust to pick it up. ...this means my control over him is getting stronger... he thought, getting even more excited. Now he didn't even have to mouth the words, all he had to do was think it and boom, Faust was down with it.

Hao smirked, turning now to face the massive dojo, Faust VIII doing the same. He began towards the porch steps, which weren't too far away, the necromancer following close behind. Hao didn't bother scanning the area, he knew everyone was still busy doing whatever. All he had to worry about was Anna. He smirked, licking his lips, the thougth of her making his heart race. He continued to smirk, slowly taking each step, Faust doing the same. It was time. ...Showtime that is...

(Well, got chappy 7 done, lol, starting to get to the good, horror chapters with the BLOOD! lol, don't worry, for the faint hearted, I shall put a warning at the beginning of the chapter if it's really bad, other then that, I hope you all continue to read and review and enjoy this chapter and the next. -Melis)