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The Third is Destiny Chapter 4
School had passed without a hassle and Kurama managed to leave before his terrifying fan club could catch up to him. Kurama slowly walked home, his mind pondering about that alleyway murder. 'What kind of demon could possibly have such accuracy and skill?' he thought.
'No, I have better things to worry about' Kurama thought as he opened the front door.To this very day, Kurama is still stricken with a sense of loss and emptiness everytime he steps into the dark house. The empty living room, the empty kitchen. No signs of any actual life. The house resembles a black hole, eating away at your heart, leaving you in fear, stripped of your very sense of warmth. Shakingly, Kurama ignored these horrors and walked up the stairs and into his room.
It was a basically empty room, not something you'd expect from a normal teenaged boy. Then again, Kurama couldn't even be considered to be called a 'boy' let alone, normal. The only significant thing in this plain room that would catch one's eyes was a framed picture of a kind faced, middle aged women who's warm laughter could warm any heart. It stood in the middle of his desk as if it was the center of a shrine. Kurama kneeled down on the floor to make eye contact with the women in the photo and said in a gentle voice, "Mother, forgive me. If only...if only I had... But don't worry. I have found a way to avenge you and I promise that until I do, never will I cry or back down in fear."
Kurama stood up and gazed at the sky whose usually white moon was covered up by ugly gray patches in the sky. He smiled sweetly, "Look mother, it's almost night fall. I'm sorry, but I must be leaving again. Don't worry, I'll come back home by morning." With that, Kurama gently kissed the photo and walked towards the window.
Kuramawhispered a few chants in the old Makai Language Suddenly, his red hair grew longer and silkier while fading in color. His human clothing consisting of his school uniform was replaced with a white piece of clothing worn by gods in greek mythology. In the place of the beautiful red headed Minamino Shuichi stood the enchanting silver-haired and fox eared Yoko Kurama. With hair so silver, it shone white and his greek styled white clothing, Yoko Kurama resembled every aspect of a god of seduction and cunning. The only thing that stayed the same were his eyes. Although the coloring was different, they still shonein a kind, yet cruel way. One look and you could either be swept off your feet or frightened into a shivering mass. These eyes weren't ordianary eyes. They sang of betrayal and promised vengence.
Kurama swept on a long white hooded cloak with stitches of gold outlining. Gently,he plucked a red rose from a vase on the wondow sill and hid it in his long silky hair. He then covered face in the hood as the two golden tassle like ropes hung loosely from the neck of his cloak swayed gently when he stood on the window. "Itekimasu" he whispered and leapt.
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In an unknown office building underground, there was a room that sent out an aura of danger. In that room was a large mahogony desk and a leather chair pushed into it, In truth, it resembled an ordinary office. What was frightening wasn't the chair, nor the desk, it was what was sitting on the chair and had his hands folded on the desk.
The person was a tall man in a business suit and tie. Harmless at first glance. He had relatively short hair had it not been for a couple of thin strands of hair starting at the bottom of his head and snaking all the way down to rest of the chair the man was sitting on. This man had a very attractive aura had it not been for his eyes. Cruel calculating and merciless black eyes. Instead, this aura of attractivness had changed to an aura of power and unrelenting. The man rested his chin on the folded hands which he balanced by placing his elbows on the desk. He seemed to be waiting for something and had an infinate amout of patience.
Suddenly, the thing he was waiting for seemed to have arrived for the man held out his arms in welcome and let his lips curved upwards. That, however never changed the fact that his eyes were ice cold. "Kurama!" He said in a voice far too sugary for his eyes.
A figure covered in a white cloak stepped out of the shadows. "SHADOW-sama" the figure said in a voice that showed he was very reluctant to add the word "sama" "Is it time yet?"
The cold eyed man who was only known by the name, "SHADOW" chuckled. "No, no my precious pet, I cannot help you find Karasu yet. You must show me that you are truly trustworthy." Kurama frowned in disappointment and disgust. However, the voice that came out of him was calm. "What do you ask of me to steal today?" Once more, SHADOW chucked, his sharp eyes glinting evily, "Oh no, not steal. I merely want you to take. Stealing is when you have no permission. In this case, you have my permission to take what I want from others. For today, I would like for you to take 'The Pearl of Athena' from a very dear dear aquaintance of mine."
'By the look of his eyes, I truly doubt whether that aquaintance could be called dear,' Kurama thought sourly.SHADOW continued, "His name is Fujimiya Sorata. Have you heard of him?" Kurama inwardly widened his eyes in shock as everything began to fit together. So SHADOW was the mastermind of Fujimiya's murder. It made sense since SHADOW always had a sick obsession for demons, just like his deceased grandfather, Sakyo. SHADOW kept and capture demons for fun and enjoyed selling them in the black market. Now, the question was, How could SHADOW control a demon as powerful as the one that murdered Fujimiya?
'No, it's none of my concern' Kurama thought, pushing the thought to the back of his mind. 'I must focus my goals on avenging mother. This man can help me.'
Kurama bowed to SHADOW and uttered a single word, "Undersood" before he turned around, swept his cloak behind him and walked out the door.
As he was walking past the demons kept in cages, he saw a young ice maiden with blue hair and a spiky red ribbon that tied her hair together in a large cage, crying her heart out over a dead bird that was in her arms. She had cuts and bruises all over her body and on the floor of the cage laid many Hiroseki (tear gems) stones. For a moment, Kurama felt a second of compassion for this young girl so he took out a red rose in his hair, crystallized it and gave it to her. "You can place this on it's grave." he said. The young maiden looked confused since she was in a steel cage with demon restraints all over it. Her mouth formed the words of, 'Grave?' Saying nothing, Kurama bent down, and swept his hands over the ground once. Since, this was the basement, the floor was already dirt and soil mixed with gravel.
Suddenly, flowers bloomed beautifully in the spot where Kurama held his hands over. Orange, blue, purple, red. Flowers never seen by human eyes. The enchanting flowers parted to reveal a small hole. Silently, He took the dead bird from her hands and placed it in the hole. He, then swept his hands over the spot again and the flowers came together, weaving themselves in intricate patterns, covering the hole and it's corpse. The girl took the red rose and smiled with tears of happiness. Kurama nodded his head in understanding and continued walking.
SHADOW even stole children and forced them into such hard living conditions, all for his evil pleasure. "Sick bastard" Kurama muttered before he said in a low whisper, " But to avenge you mother, I must listen to him. Don't worry mother, soon it will all be over. "
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Back in the room Kurama came from,SHADOW was still smiling. Suddenly, a voice was heard. "Why must you lead him on like this?"
Kurobane's smile got wider. "Ahh, welcome, welcome." A figure could be seen, hidden in the shadows of the room. The figure spoke in a voice that brought shivers down many people's spines,"You really are a cruel cruel person." Shadow merely replied in a mock indignant voice, "Now, what makes you say that...Karasu?
As the clouds outside parted, the sky was revealed to show a blood red moon.
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