All right here's chapter 3. Sorry for the long wait I had a bit of trouble
with this chapter. Thanks to Lady Leah for her help in finding last names
for the Demolition Boys, your help was appreciated, and thanks to everyone
who reviewed. ^_^
DBFH: You mean ppl are still reviewing this crap?!"
Yes, and it's not crap thank you very much! Do you want me to squish you under another China Cabinet?
DBFH: No, no, no, no! I'll be good I promise. *Goes down on "knees" begging.*
Okay so long as we understand one another. Now down to business. The final OC's have been picked and they are Celestial Magi and Helet Deathren owned by Morgan Magi Lady of Light; Skye owned by Goddess-of-da- Cheeseburgers; Raisa Yana Korjev owned by Lady Leah; and Tanya Kimura owned by White Spirit Angel. I will post all the OC's Stats in a separate chapter thingy (if ff.net will let me) seeing as putting them into the fic takes up too much space, and if that doesn't work, I'll just post them in a chapter all their own.
Savvy: Well I guess that just leaves the disclaimer. Ahem, freezewind doesn't own beyblade or any of the OC's they all belong to their creators and she's using them with full permission. Only Serez and Icezray belong to her.
Now on with the fic!!
Chapter 3:
A pale haired young man walked down the cold desolate streets of Moscow, Russia; his fur lined boots making hardly a sound as he stepped on the snow- covered ground. His pale purple eyes scanned the area around him for any signs of life, other than himself. On his shoulder perched a fierce purple falcon, his massive wings tucked neatly at his side and his head tucked underneath his left wing, protecting himself from the harsh winds.
After about another ten minutes of braving the winds, the two companions made it to where their target was rumoured to hang around during the day, no matter what the weather. They approached an old crumbling building, which looked like it hadn't seen use in ages. Peeking into a window the pale-eyed boy saw a girl about his age sitting there, talking to a prehistoric like bird. The girl had chin length black hair with purple streaks throughout and bright green eyes. She wore an ankle length dark blue skirt, a sleeveless black top, lying on the crate beside her was a hooded, black, cloak, and around her neck was a black pentacle on a silver chain.
The creature she was talking to had a long beak with rows of sharp teeth, silver feathers tipped with black made up its wings, and it gave off a faint ruby red glow. It spread its wings and screeched softly at the girl. The boy saw her blink, then turn to look in the direction of the window. He quickly ducked down hopping he hadn't been spotted.
Just when he thought it was safe to get up the window above him shattered, showering him with bits of glass.
He cursed as he jumped away from the building and drew a dagger from a sheath that was attached to his belt. The huge pterodactyl flew through the window and hovered there roaring at the intruder. The girl followed soon after coming around the corner to stand beside her winged beast. Her green eyes, no longer bright, had darkened to show a very pissed off Russian girl. "Who the hell are you, and what do you want?" She demanded glaring down at him.
The boy stood up and dusted the snow off his pants; he glared at her with pale eyes that had sent many a foe running. The girl didn't even flinch, just gazed back at him calmly. "I'm Bryan Gurov, I was sent here to see if you wanted a job."
"A job? What for, I'm only 15. Besides not many people will have girls working for them."
"My boss is different, and this isn't a normal job."
"Oh? What's the job description then? I don't do just any job." She told him icily and glancing at the still battle ready Pterodactyl. "Durack calm down a bit."
Bryan smirked mentally. He wanted a chance to test her skills, and her dropping her guard seem to be the best time to do it. "Falborg, attack." He said without taking his eyes off the strange girl. The bird on his shoulder spread its wings and took to the air. Growing as it flew higher and higher until it seemed to fill up the sky.
"You dirty son of a... Durack attack!" The huge creature took to the sky, also growing as it went until it was as big as the falcon before it. It roared in anger and dove at the falcon. Falborg neatly dodged the attack before diving after his opponent. The two winged beasts tumbled through the sky, clawing and biting at one another. The two teens on the ground watched as they battled. The girl wanted to help her winged friend but knew there was nothing she could do.
"Falborg, Stroblitz!"
"Durack, Dark Hurricane!"
The beasts flew away from each other and attacked. The very vortex's and eddy's that were created by their wings became deadly weapons, cutting into either's opponent. After one last great gust the two winged creatures fell to the ground at their masters feet. "Durack! Are you okay?" The girl questioned kneeling next to her injured friend. She used her cloak to wipe the silver blood from the Pterodactyl's face.
Bryan walked over to his wounded falcon. The bird shrunk down to its smaller size, allowing his master to pick him up. Bryan wrapped the bird in his cloak, but said nothing.
"What was the big idea, jerk? If you think I'm gonna work for your boss after THAT, you got another thing coming." She growled, her green eyes flashing dangerously as they practically glowed with malicious intent.
"It was a test. I was told to test your strength." He told her simply, turning to leave.
"Wha- hey wait!!"
"What?"
"Well usually, with a test there are results. I want to know mine."
"Meaning?" He asked clearly trying to irritate the girl.
"Did I pass, or not." She snapped.
"What's your name?"
"What's that got to ......?"
"Just tell me." He demanded whirling around to glare at the miffed Russian girl behind him.
"Raisa Yana Korjev." She shot back glaring back at him.
"Follow me." He walked away, back the way he had come from originally.
"Hey! You haven't answered my question. Ugh, well wait up at least, I have to get Durack." She jogged back to the fallen creature. It had shrunk down until it was the size of a large cat. Raisa took her cloak, wrapped him in it and carried him back towards Bryan.
"So, where are we going?"
"Must you ask so many questions?"
"If I don't ask, how will I learn anything?"
"This is going to be a long walk." He moaned as he started off again.
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Helet wandered the busy streets of the Tokyo market. His white wolf, Deathren, walked at his side, his demonic wings were hidden for the time being. He sniffed the air for any sign of their quarry, while Helet scanned the area with his narrowed, solid blue eyes.
As the two hunters got deeper into the crowd, Deathren became more and more anxious. Helet looked down at the wolf curiously. Deathren only acted this way around three people. One was his boss/master Voltaire. The other two were people he had known most of his life. He had betrayed them once and they had never forgiven him. Suddenly, Deathren stopped and looked to his left around Helet.
Helet turned to see what his wolf was looking at. He saw two teens about his age running away from three boys. Two he did not know, the boy with long black hair, and the blonde haired boy; but the third, the one with dark blue hair, he knew all too well. Helet was about to approach him when the boy who was running with the girl tumbled into him. They ended up in a mound of arms and legs on the ground. The other boy tried to stand but his arm was at the wrong angle and it crumbled under the pressure.
"Kuso! Sorry about that pal." Musica grounded as he rolled off of the boy beneath him. He sat up and came face to face with the young man he had fallen into. The boy's eyes made Musica's blood run cold. The eyes spelt one word "die." Musica swallowed hard and tried to back away, but the other boy grabbed the front of his tunic and dragged him forward.
They were almost nose-to-nose when Musica felt the biting tip of a dagger pressing into his throat threateningly. "Next time watch were you're going, street-brat or I will kill you."
"Y- yeah sure. No...no problem." He stuttered around the point of the dagger as he tried to pull away.
Helet let the thief go, but not before slashing him across his collarbone. Musica fell back holding his hand over the cut, blood seeping through his fingers. Dimean felt his master's pain, and leapt at the boy who had injured his master. His ears glowed as he sunk his fangs deeply into the arm that wielded the dagger.
Helet growled in frustration as he tried to shake the annoying creature off his arm. Deathren stood nearby ready to pounce on the filthy being the moment it was free of his master.
Serez knelt next to her friend helping him to sit up. "Musica you okay?" She asked worriedly.
"I'll be fine. Dimean get away from there quick!" He called to his dirt- covered friend. Dimean's ears swivelled in the direction of his master's voice. He removed his teeth from Helet's arm and leaped away to land on his Musica's uninjured shoulder. "Good work."
"What's the big idea you bakayaro. He apologized for what he did. Get over it." Tyson growled at the violent boy as he came to stand beside Musica and Serez. He looked at the strange boy closely, 'I know him from somewhere but where?' he though to himself.
"Hn, whatever. Next time, thief, you won't be so lucky. Neither will you're little friend. If it ever touches me again it'll be wolf food. Got that." Helet snarled, glaring at the whole group in turn. When his gaze finally reached Tyson, his eyes hardened even more. Tyson flinched under the gaze but met it none the less. Tyson put up with a lot, but one thing he NEVER put up with was someone hurting his friends.
"So Tyson, long time no see." Helet stated calmly, walking up to the now confused bluenette. He looked down at the shorter boy with contempt.
"Excuse me? Do I know you?"
"Oh, yeah. You and me go way back."
"Gomen, but I don't think I know you. I'd remember a ruthless hiretsukan* like you." Tyson said glaring up at him. 'He's definitely someone familiar... but I don't know where from.' He thought in frustration.
"Where's Celestial?" he demanded, taking a step closer to Tyson.
"Who?"
"Do not play dumb with me, Kinomiya! Where is she?!" He snarled as he grabbed Tyson around the throat and hauled him off his feet to dangle above his friends and Helet. He shook the young forge worker and asked him the same question.
"I don't know who your talkin' about. I don't know any Celestial. Put me down you creep." Tyson gasped as he tried to struggle free of Helet's vice like grip, his strong arms barley even managing to pry Helet's pinkie finger away from his throat. His face slowly started to turn blue from lack of oxygen.
The others were getting worried. 'Who is this creep?' Max thought to himself as he and Rei slowly edged closer and closer to Tyson. Serez crouched down behind Helet while Icezray flew around Deathren's head and distracted him.
Once Serez was in position Rei and Max sprang into action. Rei appeared next to where Helet held Tyson in a death grip. He grabbed his wrist and twisted the bones that joined arm to hand hard, grinding them painfully and forcing him to let go, or risk a broken wrist. Max then jumped in front of him and rammed his shoulder into Helet's stomach, knocking the breath out of him, as well as pushing him over Serez.
As soon as Helet landed on the opposite size of the green haired thief she rolled away and came up in a crouch. "Icezray, fall back!" The tiny ice dragon screeched and pulled back, flicking the demon wolf in the face with his whip-like tail as he did.
"You okay, Ty?" Max asked as he and Rei helped him to stand.
Tyson coughed harshly and rubbed his throat, trying to regain some feeling. "Kuso, that guy's strong." He groaned. He rubbed his eyes, willing his vision to return to normal. 'That was definitely familiar.'
"Lets get out of here before he regains the ability to breathe, ne?" Musica pointed out reasonably as he made his way to the alley that was closest to him.
"Hai."
Serez and Icezray followed Musica. When she reached the opening of the alley she turned and tossed something to the three boys who were heading in the opposite direction. "Here, I guess I better give these back, seeing as that's what got us into this mess in the first place."
"Arigatou Serez, we'll see ya tomorrow probably. Ja ne." Max called as he caught the pouches and jogged to catch up with Tyson and Rei.
"Ja, Max." She bowed into the alley and was lost to sight almost instantly.
Helet sat up holding his stomach where Max had hit him. Deathren came up and nudged his master's elbow gently with his cold nose. "I'm fine, only my pride was wounded. Bah! Brought down by a bunch of city brats and street thieves. Either Tyson is hiding Celestial somewhere in the city, or he really doesn't remember her." He told the wolf silently as he got to his feet. "Also, some of the others we're are supposed to collect are in that little group. Let's find Tala and tell him what we found out." They turned and headed back the way they had come; vanishing further into the crowd with each person they passed.
High on the roof of an Inn, that over looked the street were the scuffle had taken place, a young girl watched as Helet and his wolf weaved their way through the crowd, and as the three friends rested at a cookhouse. The breeze tugged at her ankle length black hair and pulled a few strands into her face, shading her black eyes, which looked a lot like Helet's, but with a slightly insane light. A black tunic and breeches, hidden under a black hip length cloak, covered her too thin body; on her hands were black cut- off gloves. On her wrists and ankles were sheaths that held a dagger apiece and strapped to her waist was silver hilted sword with a black blade. 'So he doesn't remember me anymore, well I'll have to change that.'
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Tala had been wandering the bustling streets of Tokyo for almost 4 hours now, and had turned up nothing of the three teens he was supposed to find. It was starting to get on his nerves, and what got on his nerves would eventually find it's way to Wolborg, and the ice wolf would get irritated and start snapping at the annoying people around him. All in all it had not been a good day for the redheaded Russian.
Wolborg curled up at his master's feet and growled at anyone who came to close for his liking. More than once Tala had to tell him to be quiet. They sat in quiet contemplation for about 20 min. wondering what they're next course of action should be, slowly getting more and more frustrated.
Before Tala could explode Helet and Deathren walked up and sat with them. "Please tell me you found something Helz." Tala asked smacking his forehead repeatedly into the table.
"Well if you stop beating yourself up for five minutes, Tala. I'll tell you what I've found." Helet said, grabbing Tala by the hair halting his self-abuse.
"Okay, okay. Tell me what you found." He unwrapped Helet's hand from around his hair and sat back in his chair. He scratched Wolborg behind the ears when he growled at the server who came to take Helet's order.
"I found almost all of the people that we came here to find except one. Well it's more like ran into them really. You'll have to approach them from now on, Tala."
"Nani? Why?"
"We had a... disagreement you could say, and I'm not on good terms with any of them." He told the older boy coldly, glaring at him evilly. Daring him to challenge his request.
"Fine! Then you can look for the other girl we're supposed to find."
"Another one!"
"Yes her name is Yoko Kurogane. She supposed to be around in this city as well. I wonder if the others are having as much fun as we are."
"Probably. At least Bryan got to stay home. Lucky hiretsukan." Helet grumbled taking a swig of his drink. "Okay, so what does she look like?"
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Yoko sat at a table not far from where Tala and Helet sat, listening intently to their conversation, but only managing to catch bits and pieces of it. They were talking in hurried whispers as if they were afraid of being caught sitting at the table. After a few more minutes of trying to hear she gave up and exited the small pub from the back entrance.
She turned into a side path that was between the pub and an Inn that was next to it and using either wall leaped up to the roof. Once she reached the ledge she held on to it tightly and swung herself over to land in a crouch. She touched the hilts of the swords that were at her waist, making sure they had not shifted during her ascent. She then walked over to the dragon that lay curled up in one of the roofs corners. It raised its muzzle at the sound of Yoko walking towards it.
"Hello Oblivion. Did you hear anything through the roof, of their conversation?" She questioned dropping beside it and lying against its scaly black side. Oblivion lifted one of its two huge black wings so he could gaze at its mistress with his glowing red eyes.
"I heard a few things you didn't. One, Tala will be tailing the larger group of targets, and Helet will be trying to find their newest target."
"Did you hear a name for this new target?" "Hai." He answered lowering his head back down to rest on his giant claws."
"And..."
"Nani?"
"Who is it?"
"It's you Yoko."
"NANI!! You're joking right? Please tell me that you're joking." She pleaded crawling over until she knelt in front of her large friend.
"Iie. Gomen Yoko-sama, I'm not." He told her sadly, nudging her knees gently with his nose. "But I can promise that I won't let them catch you. I didn't trust them from the start and what we saw from Helet today confirmed my suspicions."
"What did you see?" Yoko inquired taking Oblivion's immense head in both of her small hands. She gazed unblinkingly into his red eyes, and listened. Oblivion told and showed her telepathically what he had seen and heard.
Yoko pulled back, her eyes dark with anger. "We must report this to the emperor, he will want to know." Oblivion stretched out his wings and waited for Yoko to climb onto his back. Once there she grabbed onto on of his neck spikes and prepared for flight.
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Tyson gulped down glass after glass of water. Max or Rei didn't know why he needed to drink so much water, but it seem to help so they didn't try and stop him. "Man my throat is gonna hurt for a week."
"It'll probably bruise as well Tyson."
"Yeah, how are you gonna explain that to you're Otousan?"
"Easy Max, I tell him I got into a fight and just leave out the gory details."
"Yeah, but... Tyson!" Max yelped as Tyson threw a glass of water in his face. "Ugh! What, may I ask was that for?"
"Chill Maxie. Don't worry about it so much. It's not like I haven't gotten into fights before."
"Yeah but this was different." Rei stated as he came back with another pitcher filled with water and two more glasses. "This guy actually tried to kill you."
"I guess that's true. But what can I do about it. It's not like I can just not leave the house, I do have chores... whoa did I just say that."
"Ha-ha, yup. Never thought I'd hear those words come out of your mouth Tyson." Rei said laughing as Max doubled over in a fit of hilarity.
"Me neither." Soon Tyson joined in the laughter and soon the three boys laughed at nothing, it was good just to laugh. It got their minds off what had just happened. Some people in the cookhouse stared at them warily, wondering if they were insane.
After the laughter died down, Max was the first to speak. "So Tyson, who was that Celestial person that that guy was talking about?"
"I'm not too sure. It might have been someone I knew a long time ago, but I don't really remember. Just like I'm supposedly supposed to know the freak who tried to kill me."
"Maybe, you look like some one he knows and that he hates." Rei said, once again being the voice of reason of the three.
"Oi! I got it." The other two looked at him. "Maybe Tyson has an evil identical twin, and that's why that guy attacked you." Max finished, smacking his fist into his palm and a huge grin spreading from ear to ear on his face.
Tyson and Rei fell off their chairs at their blonde friends outrageous explanation. They sat back up and glared mischievously at him. "Max."
"Hai?" He asked his grin slipping a bit at the looks his two friends were giving him. Rei and Tyson grinned widely at him. Rei then quickly grabbed Max's arms, holding him in place while Tyson grabbed the water pitcher and held it perilously over Max's head.
"Ah, come on guys, you... you wouldn't really drench little ol' me. Would ya?" He asked trying to sound innocent and failing miserably.
Tyson's grin softened, but before Max had a chance to relax, Rei quickly let go of his arms and Tyson over turned the water pitcher, spilling the contents onto the blonde.
"Tyson!!"
Rei and Tyson fell over unable to stand any longer from laughing so hard. "Gomen Max. I just couldn't, Ha-ha, resist. HAHAHAHA!!!" He managed to get out before collapsing in a fit of hysteria.
Max glared at both of them; his drenched hair was plastered to his face obscuring his vision. He shook the hair from his eyes, splashing the two laughing boys with the water that fell.
"Oi, Max. Watch were your shaking, huh." Rei said wiping water off his face.
"Well we wouldn't have that problem, if you two hadn't soaked me!"
"Okay, okay. We get it. We promise never to drench you again." Rei promised raising his right hand, and putting his left one over his heart.
Tyson mimicked him but added at the end, "Unless you completely deserve it." Which sent him and Rei into another laughing fit.
"You guys..." Max was cut off before he could finish his threat. A young girl with ankle length black hair appeared in front of him. She tossed him an annoyed look over her shoulder. The look in her black eyes froze him to the spot. She then turned around and focused her attention on the laughing bluenette.
She stood over him, hands on hips glaring down at him disapprovingly. "Tyson! Stop acting like a child. It's not you, boy." She snapped at him.
Tyson looked up into the angry black eyes of the girl who was staring down at him. He gulped at the look in her eyes but went on steadily. "Gomen, but do I know you or something?"
"Tyson, Tyson, Tyson. I knew you're memory was bad, but I didn't think it was this bad. You don't remember me at all?"
"I, uh, um..." He stuttered out. He stopped trying to explain and looked at her closely. 'I don't know...' he thought in confusion. Then turning deeper into his mind he called along a link that was almost as old as he was. / Dragoon help me out here. Who is this girl? /
// You don't remember her, Master? //
/ If I remembered would I have asked for help? /
// Iie, I guess not. This is Celestial Magi. The street girl you befriended in your old town. Ringing any bells? //
'Celestial, Celestial, Cele... I remember!' "You're Cele, aren't you."
"Well duh! Who'd you think I was the, Magistrate*?" She said sarcastically, dropping down to a crouch so that she was eye-to-eye with him. "Well you haven't changed much in the past 6 years."
"Nope but you sure have. You're taller than I remember."
"I was 7 when you left you baka!"
"Oi! Lower the noise level would ya. Guess you haven't changed that much." He grumbled rubbing his ears in an attempt to get them to stop ringing.
"And what, is that supposed to mean?" Celestial growled, swinging a closed fist at his head, which he expertly ducked.
"Nothing. Oh, right. Cele, I want you to meet two of my friends, this is Rei, and that's Max... Max what's wrong?" Tyson asked glancing at his frozen friend.
"Uh... um... eep."
"I think I scared him, wimp." Cele answered rolling her eyes at the blonde.
"Well I always said your glare could send a grown man running to his Okaasan." Tyson laughed as he stood up and walked over to Max. "Oi, Max snap out of it. Celestial won't hurt and/or kill you..."
"Not yet anyway." Max paled, as did Rei.
"Celestial!!"
"Nani?"
"I give up. Try not to scare my friends so much, onegai?"
"Okay. But you used to be just as bad as I am. Or did you forget that too?" She asked accusingly, turning so she was facing Tyson.
"Nani!!" Max and Rei cried in unison. They looked at Tyson, wanting an explanation.
"Uh, maybe this isn't the best place to talk about this. Lets go to my place, and I can explain everything there, okay?"
The three other teens nodded their agreement and followed him out of the cookhouse with people staring at them as they left.
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Okay that's it for know. I'll update soon.
DBFH: Oh joy... more torture for me.
Savvy: Get over it DBFH.
Okay lets clear a few things up:
Hiretsukan – is bastard in Japanese. Trust me I looked it up.
Kuso – is damn.
Magistrate – is what the local prosecutor was called back then. Or something like that. I know what it means it's just hard to explain.
If you have any questions feel free to e-mail me and ask or put them in your reviews and I'll answer them in the next chapter. Thanks and don't forget to review.
DBFH: You mean ppl are still reviewing this crap?!"
Yes, and it's not crap thank you very much! Do you want me to squish you under another China Cabinet?
DBFH: No, no, no, no! I'll be good I promise. *Goes down on "knees" begging.*
Okay so long as we understand one another. Now down to business. The final OC's have been picked and they are Celestial Magi and Helet Deathren owned by Morgan Magi Lady of Light; Skye owned by Goddess-of-da- Cheeseburgers; Raisa Yana Korjev owned by Lady Leah; and Tanya Kimura owned by White Spirit Angel. I will post all the OC's Stats in a separate chapter thingy (if ff.net will let me) seeing as putting them into the fic takes up too much space, and if that doesn't work, I'll just post them in a chapter all their own.
Savvy: Well I guess that just leaves the disclaimer. Ahem, freezewind doesn't own beyblade or any of the OC's they all belong to their creators and she's using them with full permission. Only Serez and Icezray belong to her.
Now on with the fic!!
Chapter 3:
A pale haired young man walked down the cold desolate streets of Moscow, Russia; his fur lined boots making hardly a sound as he stepped on the snow- covered ground. His pale purple eyes scanned the area around him for any signs of life, other than himself. On his shoulder perched a fierce purple falcon, his massive wings tucked neatly at his side and his head tucked underneath his left wing, protecting himself from the harsh winds.
After about another ten minutes of braving the winds, the two companions made it to where their target was rumoured to hang around during the day, no matter what the weather. They approached an old crumbling building, which looked like it hadn't seen use in ages. Peeking into a window the pale-eyed boy saw a girl about his age sitting there, talking to a prehistoric like bird. The girl had chin length black hair with purple streaks throughout and bright green eyes. She wore an ankle length dark blue skirt, a sleeveless black top, lying on the crate beside her was a hooded, black, cloak, and around her neck was a black pentacle on a silver chain.
The creature she was talking to had a long beak with rows of sharp teeth, silver feathers tipped with black made up its wings, and it gave off a faint ruby red glow. It spread its wings and screeched softly at the girl. The boy saw her blink, then turn to look in the direction of the window. He quickly ducked down hopping he hadn't been spotted.
Just when he thought it was safe to get up the window above him shattered, showering him with bits of glass.
He cursed as he jumped away from the building and drew a dagger from a sheath that was attached to his belt. The huge pterodactyl flew through the window and hovered there roaring at the intruder. The girl followed soon after coming around the corner to stand beside her winged beast. Her green eyes, no longer bright, had darkened to show a very pissed off Russian girl. "Who the hell are you, and what do you want?" She demanded glaring down at him.
The boy stood up and dusted the snow off his pants; he glared at her with pale eyes that had sent many a foe running. The girl didn't even flinch, just gazed back at him calmly. "I'm Bryan Gurov, I was sent here to see if you wanted a job."
"A job? What for, I'm only 15. Besides not many people will have girls working for them."
"My boss is different, and this isn't a normal job."
"Oh? What's the job description then? I don't do just any job." She told him icily and glancing at the still battle ready Pterodactyl. "Durack calm down a bit."
Bryan smirked mentally. He wanted a chance to test her skills, and her dropping her guard seem to be the best time to do it. "Falborg, attack." He said without taking his eyes off the strange girl. The bird on his shoulder spread its wings and took to the air. Growing as it flew higher and higher until it seemed to fill up the sky.
"You dirty son of a... Durack attack!" The huge creature took to the sky, also growing as it went until it was as big as the falcon before it. It roared in anger and dove at the falcon. Falborg neatly dodged the attack before diving after his opponent. The two winged beasts tumbled through the sky, clawing and biting at one another. The two teens on the ground watched as they battled. The girl wanted to help her winged friend but knew there was nothing she could do.
"Falborg, Stroblitz!"
"Durack, Dark Hurricane!"
The beasts flew away from each other and attacked. The very vortex's and eddy's that were created by their wings became deadly weapons, cutting into either's opponent. After one last great gust the two winged creatures fell to the ground at their masters feet. "Durack! Are you okay?" The girl questioned kneeling next to her injured friend. She used her cloak to wipe the silver blood from the Pterodactyl's face.
Bryan walked over to his wounded falcon. The bird shrunk down to its smaller size, allowing his master to pick him up. Bryan wrapped the bird in his cloak, but said nothing.
"What was the big idea, jerk? If you think I'm gonna work for your boss after THAT, you got another thing coming." She growled, her green eyes flashing dangerously as they practically glowed with malicious intent.
"It was a test. I was told to test your strength." He told her simply, turning to leave.
"Wha- hey wait!!"
"What?"
"Well usually, with a test there are results. I want to know mine."
"Meaning?" He asked clearly trying to irritate the girl.
"Did I pass, or not." She snapped.
"What's your name?"
"What's that got to ......?"
"Just tell me." He demanded whirling around to glare at the miffed Russian girl behind him.
"Raisa Yana Korjev." She shot back glaring back at him.
"Follow me." He walked away, back the way he had come from originally.
"Hey! You haven't answered my question. Ugh, well wait up at least, I have to get Durack." She jogged back to the fallen creature. It had shrunk down until it was the size of a large cat. Raisa took her cloak, wrapped him in it and carried him back towards Bryan.
"So, where are we going?"
"Must you ask so many questions?"
"If I don't ask, how will I learn anything?"
"This is going to be a long walk." He moaned as he started off again.
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Helet wandered the busy streets of the Tokyo market. His white wolf, Deathren, walked at his side, his demonic wings were hidden for the time being. He sniffed the air for any sign of their quarry, while Helet scanned the area with his narrowed, solid blue eyes.
As the two hunters got deeper into the crowd, Deathren became more and more anxious. Helet looked down at the wolf curiously. Deathren only acted this way around three people. One was his boss/master Voltaire. The other two were people he had known most of his life. He had betrayed them once and they had never forgiven him. Suddenly, Deathren stopped and looked to his left around Helet.
Helet turned to see what his wolf was looking at. He saw two teens about his age running away from three boys. Two he did not know, the boy with long black hair, and the blonde haired boy; but the third, the one with dark blue hair, he knew all too well. Helet was about to approach him when the boy who was running with the girl tumbled into him. They ended up in a mound of arms and legs on the ground. The other boy tried to stand but his arm was at the wrong angle and it crumbled under the pressure.
"Kuso! Sorry about that pal." Musica grounded as he rolled off of the boy beneath him. He sat up and came face to face with the young man he had fallen into. The boy's eyes made Musica's blood run cold. The eyes spelt one word "die." Musica swallowed hard and tried to back away, but the other boy grabbed the front of his tunic and dragged him forward.
They were almost nose-to-nose when Musica felt the biting tip of a dagger pressing into his throat threateningly. "Next time watch were you're going, street-brat or I will kill you."
"Y- yeah sure. No...no problem." He stuttered around the point of the dagger as he tried to pull away.
Helet let the thief go, but not before slashing him across his collarbone. Musica fell back holding his hand over the cut, blood seeping through his fingers. Dimean felt his master's pain, and leapt at the boy who had injured his master. His ears glowed as he sunk his fangs deeply into the arm that wielded the dagger.
Helet growled in frustration as he tried to shake the annoying creature off his arm. Deathren stood nearby ready to pounce on the filthy being the moment it was free of his master.
Serez knelt next to her friend helping him to sit up. "Musica you okay?" She asked worriedly.
"I'll be fine. Dimean get away from there quick!" He called to his dirt- covered friend. Dimean's ears swivelled in the direction of his master's voice. He removed his teeth from Helet's arm and leaped away to land on his Musica's uninjured shoulder. "Good work."
"What's the big idea you bakayaro. He apologized for what he did. Get over it." Tyson growled at the violent boy as he came to stand beside Musica and Serez. He looked at the strange boy closely, 'I know him from somewhere but where?' he though to himself.
"Hn, whatever. Next time, thief, you won't be so lucky. Neither will you're little friend. If it ever touches me again it'll be wolf food. Got that." Helet snarled, glaring at the whole group in turn. When his gaze finally reached Tyson, his eyes hardened even more. Tyson flinched under the gaze but met it none the less. Tyson put up with a lot, but one thing he NEVER put up with was someone hurting his friends.
"So Tyson, long time no see." Helet stated calmly, walking up to the now confused bluenette. He looked down at the shorter boy with contempt.
"Excuse me? Do I know you?"
"Oh, yeah. You and me go way back."
"Gomen, but I don't think I know you. I'd remember a ruthless hiretsukan* like you." Tyson said glaring up at him. 'He's definitely someone familiar... but I don't know where from.' He thought in frustration.
"Where's Celestial?" he demanded, taking a step closer to Tyson.
"Who?"
"Do not play dumb with me, Kinomiya! Where is she?!" He snarled as he grabbed Tyson around the throat and hauled him off his feet to dangle above his friends and Helet. He shook the young forge worker and asked him the same question.
"I don't know who your talkin' about. I don't know any Celestial. Put me down you creep." Tyson gasped as he tried to struggle free of Helet's vice like grip, his strong arms barley even managing to pry Helet's pinkie finger away from his throat. His face slowly started to turn blue from lack of oxygen.
The others were getting worried. 'Who is this creep?' Max thought to himself as he and Rei slowly edged closer and closer to Tyson. Serez crouched down behind Helet while Icezray flew around Deathren's head and distracted him.
Once Serez was in position Rei and Max sprang into action. Rei appeared next to where Helet held Tyson in a death grip. He grabbed his wrist and twisted the bones that joined arm to hand hard, grinding them painfully and forcing him to let go, or risk a broken wrist. Max then jumped in front of him and rammed his shoulder into Helet's stomach, knocking the breath out of him, as well as pushing him over Serez.
As soon as Helet landed on the opposite size of the green haired thief she rolled away and came up in a crouch. "Icezray, fall back!" The tiny ice dragon screeched and pulled back, flicking the demon wolf in the face with his whip-like tail as he did.
"You okay, Ty?" Max asked as he and Rei helped him to stand.
Tyson coughed harshly and rubbed his throat, trying to regain some feeling. "Kuso, that guy's strong." He groaned. He rubbed his eyes, willing his vision to return to normal. 'That was definitely familiar.'
"Lets get out of here before he regains the ability to breathe, ne?" Musica pointed out reasonably as he made his way to the alley that was closest to him.
"Hai."
Serez and Icezray followed Musica. When she reached the opening of the alley she turned and tossed something to the three boys who were heading in the opposite direction. "Here, I guess I better give these back, seeing as that's what got us into this mess in the first place."
"Arigatou Serez, we'll see ya tomorrow probably. Ja ne." Max called as he caught the pouches and jogged to catch up with Tyson and Rei.
"Ja, Max." She bowed into the alley and was lost to sight almost instantly.
Helet sat up holding his stomach where Max had hit him. Deathren came up and nudged his master's elbow gently with his cold nose. "I'm fine, only my pride was wounded. Bah! Brought down by a bunch of city brats and street thieves. Either Tyson is hiding Celestial somewhere in the city, or he really doesn't remember her." He told the wolf silently as he got to his feet. "Also, some of the others we're are supposed to collect are in that little group. Let's find Tala and tell him what we found out." They turned and headed back the way they had come; vanishing further into the crowd with each person they passed.
High on the roof of an Inn, that over looked the street were the scuffle had taken place, a young girl watched as Helet and his wolf weaved their way through the crowd, and as the three friends rested at a cookhouse. The breeze tugged at her ankle length black hair and pulled a few strands into her face, shading her black eyes, which looked a lot like Helet's, but with a slightly insane light. A black tunic and breeches, hidden under a black hip length cloak, covered her too thin body; on her hands were black cut- off gloves. On her wrists and ankles were sheaths that held a dagger apiece and strapped to her waist was silver hilted sword with a black blade. 'So he doesn't remember me anymore, well I'll have to change that.'
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Tala had been wandering the bustling streets of Tokyo for almost 4 hours now, and had turned up nothing of the three teens he was supposed to find. It was starting to get on his nerves, and what got on his nerves would eventually find it's way to Wolborg, and the ice wolf would get irritated and start snapping at the annoying people around him. All in all it had not been a good day for the redheaded Russian.
Wolborg curled up at his master's feet and growled at anyone who came to close for his liking. More than once Tala had to tell him to be quiet. They sat in quiet contemplation for about 20 min. wondering what they're next course of action should be, slowly getting more and more frustrated.
Before Tala could explode Helet and Deathren walked up and sat with them. "Please tell me you found something Helz." Tala asked smacking his forehead repeatedly into the table.
"Well if you stop beating yourself up for five minutes, Tala. I'll tell you what I've found." Helet said, grabbing Tala by the hair halting his self-abuse.
"Okay, okay. Tell me what you found." He unwrapped Helet's hand from around his hair and sat back in his chair. He scratched Wolborg behind the ears when he growled at the server who came to take Helet's order.
"I found almost all of the people that we came here to find except one. Well it's more like ran into them really. You'll have to approach them from now on, Tala."
"Nani? Why?"
"We had a... disagreement you could say, and I'm not on good terms with any of them." He told the older boy coldly, glaring at him evilly. Daring him to challenge his request.
"Fine! Then you can look for the other girl we're supposed to find."
"Another one!"
"Yes her name is Yoko Kurogane. She supposed to be around in this city as well. I wonder if the others are having as much fun as we are."
"Probably. At least Bryan got to stay home. Lucky hiretsukan." Helet grumbled taking a swig of his drink. "Okay, so what does she look like?"
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Yoko sat at a table not far from where Tala and Helet sat, listening intently to their conversation, but only managing to catch bits and pieces of it. They were talking in hurried whispers as if they were afraid of being caught sitting at the table. After a few more minutes of trying to hear she gave up and exited the small pub from the back entrance.
She turned into a side path that was between the pub and an Inn that was next to it and using either wall leaped up to the roof. Once she reached the ledge she held on to it tightly and swung herself over to land in a crouch. She touched the hilts of the swords that were at her waist, making sure they had not shifted during her ascent. She then walked over to the dragon that lay curled up in one of the roofs corners. It raised its muzzle at the sound of Yoko walking towards it.
"Hello Oblivion. Did you hear anything through the roof, of their conversation?" She questioned dropping beside it and lying against its scaly black side. Oblivion lifted one of its two huge black wings so he could gaze at its mistress with his glowing red eyes.
"I heard a few things you didn't. One, Tala will be tailing the larger group of targets, and Helet will be trying to find their newest target."
"Did you hear a name for this new target?" "Hai." He answered lowering his head back down to rest on his giant claws."
"And..."
"Nani?"
"Who is it?"
"It's you Yoko."
"NANI!! You're joking right? Please tell me that you're joking." She pleaded crawling over until she knelt in front of her large friend.
"Iie. Gomen Yoko-sama, I'm not." He told her sadly, nudging her knees gently with his nose. "But I can promise that I won't let them catch you. I didn't trust them from the start and what we saw from Helet today confirmed my suspicions."
"What did you see?" Yoko inquired taking Oblivion's immense head in both of her small hands. She gazed unblinkingly into his red eyes, and listened. Oblivion told and showed her telepathically what he had seen and heard.
Yoko pulled back, her eyes dark with anger. "We must report this to the emperor, he will want to know." Oblivion stretched out his wings and waited for Yoko to climb onto his back. Once there she grabbed onto on of his neck spikes and prepared for flight.
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Tyson gulped down glass after glass of water. Max or Rei didn't know why he needed to drink so much water, but it seem to help so they didn't try and stop him. "Man my throat is gonna hurt for a week."
"It'll probably bruise as well Tyson."
"Yeah, how are you gonna explain that to you're Otousan?"
"Easy Max, I tell him I got into a fight and just leave out the gory details."
"Yeah, but... Tyson!" Max yelped as Tyson threw a glass of water in his face. "Ugh! What, may I ask was that for?"
"Chill Maxie. Don't worry about it so much. It's not like I haven't gotten into fights before."
"Yeah but this was different." Rei stated as he came back with another pitcher filled with water and two more glasses. "This guy actually tried to kill you."
"I guess that's true. But what can I do about it. It's not like I can just not leave the house, I do have chores... whoa did I just say that."
"Ha-ha, yup. Never thought I'd hear those words come out of your mouth Tyson." Rei said laughing as Max doubled over in a fit of hilarity.
"Me neither." Soon Tyson joined in the laughter and soon the three boys laughed at nothing, it was good just to laugh. It got their minds off what had just happened. Some people in the cookhouse stared at them warily, wondering if they were insane.
After the laughter died down, Max was the first to speak. "So Tyson, who was that Celestial person that that guy was talking about?"
"I'm not too sure. It might have been someone I knew a long time ago, but I don't really remember. Just like I'm supposedly supposed to know the freak who tried to kill me."
"Maybe, you look like some one he knows and that he hates." Rei said, once again being the voice of reason of the three.
"Oi! I got it." The other two looked at him. "Maybe Tyson has an evil identical twin, and that's why that guy attacked you." Max finished, smacking his fist into his palm and a huge grin spreading from ear to ear on his face.
Tyson and Rei fell off their chairs at their blonde friends outrageous explanation. They sat back up and glared mischievously at him. "Max."
"Hai?" He asked his grin slipping a bit at the looks his two friends were giving him. Rei and Tyson grinned widely at him. Rei then quickly grabbed Max's arms, holding him in place while Tyson grabbed the water pitcher and held it perilously over Max's head.
"Ah, come on guys, you... you wouldn't really drench little ol' me. Would ya?" He asked trying to sound innocent and failing miserably.
Tyson's grin softened, but before Max had a chance to relax, Rei quickly let go of his arms and Tyson over turned the water pitcher, spilling the contents onto the blonde.
"Tyson!!"
Rei and Tyson fell over unable to stand any longer from laughing so hard. "Gomen Max. I just couldn't, Ha-ha, resist. HAHAHAHA!!!" He managed to get out before collapsing in a fit of hysteria.
Max glared at both of them; his drenched hair was plastered to his face obscuring his vision. He shook the hair from his eyes, splashing the two laughing boys with the water that fell.
"Oi, Max. Watch were your shaking, huh." Rei said wiping water off his face.
"Well we wouldn't have that problem, if you two hadn't soaked me!"
"Okay, okay. We get it. We promise never to drench you again." Rei promised raising his right hand, and putting his left one over his heart.
Tyson mimicked him but added at the end, "Unless you completely deserve it." Which sent him and Rei into another laughing fit.
"You guys..." Max was cut off before he could finish his threat. A young girl with ankle length black hair appeared in front of him. She tossed him an annoyed look over her shoulder. The look in her black eyes froze him to the spot. She then turned around and focused her attention on the laughing bluenette.
She stood over him, hands on hips glaring down at him disapprovingly. "Tyson! Stop acting like a child. It's not you, boy." She snapped at him.
Tyson looked up into the angry black eyes of the girl who was staring down at him. He gulped at the look in her eyes but went on steadily. "Gomen, but do I know you or something?"
"Tyson, Tyson, Tyson. I knew you're memory was bad, but I didn't think it was this bad. You don't remember me at all?"
"I, uh, um..." He stuttered out. He stopped trying to explain and looked at her closely. 'I don't know...' he thought in confusion. Then turning deeper into his mind he called along a link that was almost as old as he was. / Dragoon help me out here. Who is this girl? /
// You don't remember her, Master? //
/ If I remembered would I have asked for help? /
// Iie, I guess not. This is Celestial Magi. The street girl you befriended in your old town. Ringing any bells? //
'Celestial, Celestial, Cele... I remember!' "You're Cele, aren't you."
"Well duh! Who'd you think I was the, Magistrate*?" She said sarcastically, dropping down to a crouch so that she was eye-to-eye with him. "Well you haven't changed much in the past 6 years."
"Nope but you sure have. You're taller than I remember."
"I was 7 when you left you baka!"
"Oi! Lower the noise level would ya. Guess you haven't changed that much." He grumbled rubbing his ears in an attempt to get them to stop ringing.
"And what, is that supposed to mean?" Celestial growled, swinging a closed fist at his head, which he expertly ducked.
"Nothing. Oh, right. Cele, I want you to meet two of my friends, this is Rei, and that's Max... Max what's wrong?" Tyson asked glancing at his frozen friend.
"Uh... um... eep."
"I think I scared him, wimp." Cele answered rolling her eyes at the blonde.
"Well I always said your glare could send a grown man running to his Okaasan." Tyson laughed as he stood up and walked over to Max. "Oi, Max snap out of it. Celestial won't hurt and/or kill you..."
"Not yet anyway." Max paled, as did Rei.
"Celestial!!"
"Nani?"
"I give up. Try not to scare my friends so much, onegai?"
"Okay. But you used to be just as bad as I am. Or did you forget that too?" She asked accusingly, turning so she was facing Tyson.
"Nani!!" Max and Rei cried in unison. They looked at Tyson, wanting an explanation.
"Uh, maybe this isn't the best place to talk about this. Lets go to my place, and I can explain everything there, okay?"
The three other teens nodded their agreement and followed him out of the cookhouse with people staring at them as they left.
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Okay that's it for know. I'll update soon.
DBFH: Oh joy... more torture for me.
Savvy: Get over it DBFH.
Okay lets clear a few things up:
Hiretsukan – is bastard in Japanese. Trust me I looked it up.
Kuso – is damn.
Magistrate – is what the local prosecutor was called back then. Or something like that. I know what it means it's just hard to explain.
If you have any questions feel free to e-mail me and ask or put them in your reviews and I'll answer them in the next chapter. Thanks and don't forget to review.