HI, gomen ne? Late again... can't help it. I warned you this would happen.

Really, school has been EXHAUSTING! Honestly, we are only humans not machines. (dies in front of the screen).

But (whew) it is over, finally! Really, truly, my last exam and my last serious days... my last days locked up in those rooms. YAY!

Oh, and there is a second reason for being late. If you haven't noticed yet, I've made a new story, from the anime series Naruto... yaoi again... really, first it became Takouji, then Taito, then Daiken, then Jenkato and now in Naruto as well... Sasunaru... I am poisoned!YAOI poisoned!

Shitza

Ps: To fellow authors. If you want a good and decent chapter made, don't follow this example and write in the middle of the night.

Chapter 19

Two Shadows Moving

Truly many creatures are created, sometimes out of blood but also mistakes. In Nemorisa there is a tale of these mistakes. In old times magical beings tried to reincarnate themselves through different spells and enchantments. However as it was yet too early even for magic to evolve into such glory, the attempts failed and all that became was a mass of magical substance that indeed looked like the creature it's purpose was to copy, yet it had a mind of its own. Due to this,it was mainly destroyed after failure to failure but a few times the substance managed to escape.

Afterwards, no one has found the true answers yet, people believed it muted and tried to catch the appearance of other things it saw. Like a child who saw the world as something glorious, it took in large quantities of information and worked it to form into a copy of it. However in its prehistoric form it could never copy minds.

As soon no one, except for themselves, knew what their true forms now was they were called Shapeshifters. Creature who could take the appearance of anything it saw. For many years different creatures came to befriend them in order to use their powers upon spying on others.

As you may know by now, Takato is a Shapeshifter and a pretty skilled one as he is able to change into more than 500 different forms a day. Even though it may sound weird, changing requires loads of energy and nutrition. Normally a Shapeshifter uses around 150 forms a day, which is enough to avoid predators and old enemies.

But the main character of this LONG introduction is someone completely other known as The Figure. His name is Trix, and this is his story...

Trix was born around 600 years ago into a blooming society of romance and a development of new methods in war. By his time, Shapeshifters like himself were seen as High standardized creatures so it is not surprising that he was, by the age of 10, sent to help the Governor of an extinct creature known as Faith, a human-like female specie that had the power to lure you into the bogs. Her natural enemy was none other than the Siren who envied her beauty. Trix lived with one of the elder Faiths, helping her to do easy missions, mainly spying on neighbours and such.

In his early days life was good for him, his Mistress treated him well. But by the age of 14 his life took a turn when on his way home he saw the mansion (where the mistress lived) in flames. He ran over only to witness the murder of his Mistress. Other Faiths arrives to find him standing above her dead body and thought that HE had done it.

After that everything went so wrong for him. Words spread quickly from Anitchiga, the nowadays disappeared town that the Faiths lived in. No matter where he went people gave him the same look, the same loathing and the same cold eyes. Those cold eyes can easily drive you mad!

And this wasn't an exception...

as the society treated him like dirt, he treated the society like dirt himself. He began stealing, and took whatever he could get his hands on. He became the scum, and was hated wherever he came. It would have been OK if it all stopped there, but...

It wasn't as if Kouichi used to have bad thoughts normally, nor did he hate people without reason. Even though he surpassed many of his own kind in power, he was still deep inside the quiet shadow of his brother. A happy shadow, cause he didn't want power or strength to show off anymore. It was enough of that when he was younger, and stupid. But as the years had passed, his experience had taught him the best way to stand by his friends, and that was what really mattered.

Yet at the very mentioning of Trix, or any other Forbidden Name, his blood froze. Why, because all his life these names had constantly been chasing him? And why chase someone who was dead? The answer came simple enough... darkness...

Even in Nemorisa, finding someone who possesses darkness and befriends light, those things are rare. Even the creatures who don't fight light cannot completely befriend the opposite, because they are opposites.

So, it is understandable Kouichi was a bonus for whoever that would be able to possess him. Unfortunately though, he was now a ghost, in other words it was harder to drain them. And harder to capture him as well...

But it did not stop Trix and his companions from trying...

And this time, he refused to be the one chased, and had started a hunt for Him instead.

It was time to settle things up...

Trix was busy draining the immortal secrets out of the elves dead forms when Kouichi found him. The Shapeshifter had taken a vampires form for this mission and didn't notice the ghost at first. However, as soon as he did, about two seconds before Kouichi's attack would hit him, he withdrew and quickly changed form again... to his his favourite, snake-demon.

Kouichi gritted his teeth. If he would have been alive, blood would probably have tricked down his chin as he bit his lips without knowing it. It wasn't as if he could feel these things any longer. Trix was hissing on a dark spell which he soon would aim at the ghost, and Kouichi knew very well that the Shapeshifter before him, whom he did not consider as such a creature, knew more then enough how to finish him off. Ghosts had met their fates like this before him...

A purple light shot towards him. Kouichi escaped into the ground, knowing very well that the dirt above him would filtrate the light from touching him. Above, Trix was looking around for the ghost, wondering from which angle he would attack. If only he knew how long this had been planned... A secret agreement brothers between, settled years and years back. About the time after Kouichi had returned.

Two creatures, looking like they were none older then teens, sat together by a fireplace in the Huge castle of their parents. Oli, one of their servants, had brought wine and fruit for them, but it wasn't the food that occupied their brains, no... It was the thoughts about revenge.

"Damn that Umbra! If I ever get my hands on her, I will surely..." Kouichi started rubbing his neck. It wasn't as if the feeling of being burnt would leave him so fast.

"Leave her to me, oniisan." Kouji said. "After all, she was the one who killed my big brother, and no one does that to you while I am still breathing."

Kouji looked truly ready to kill. Kouichi considered this for a moment, after all of the two of them, Kouji was physically stronger. Kouichi was better on using his dark powers, while his younger twin brother had been trained in swords-fighting and combat.

"Okay, Kouji. But if you are going to fight Umbra for me, let me fight Trix if that ever happens."

Kouji looked puzzled. "Why Trix?"

Kouichi smiled, a rather sadistic smile which looked strange upon his usually friendly face. "Because from what I've heard, if you hadn't tried to chase after Umbra, Trix would have killed you as well. And brother, never in my pale life will I let that happen. One of us has to live you know, we can't both become ghosts."

And that was the dark secret to his thirst for blood. Trix had probably forgotten about his words, but Kouichi surely hadn't. He loved his brother, he would die again if anything happened to him. And it wasn't possessiveness that drove him to this. It was the bond that had been created ever since they were born.

The bond of twins.

"Ebony Blast!" he shouted, dark purple shadows shooting from his hand. Trix grinned. The fire went through the ground, creating holes from beneath... fired upwards to hit him. Yet the Shapeshifter merely changed form, into a shadow and then back. The attacks went right through. Beneath Kouichi growled.

"Come up, you freaky little ghost. Your powers are no match against mine!" Trix said.

Kouichi soared upwards. Back above the ground. In his hands two balls of dark energy sparkled, like the sky at night.

Trix, not fearing the next attack stepped forward, face to face with the ghost. "I am going to turn you into nothing, I am going to eat your soul and destroy this shadow form you wear." Trix said grinning evilly. But Kouichi did not hear him. No, the ghost had his eyes closed and inside a new light took place. The ancient and feared powers, of none other than Lowe himself.

"Kuroikazuchi!" (Black thunder)

Trix's eyes widened as the dark powers passed through his body, destroying everything he was. But outside there was no changes, yet inside his whole body went into a rampage. Doors that had been wide opened before suddenly closed and to his horror he came to realise, his powers were gone.

The snake-demon body he had been using disappeared, to be replaced with a normal man's, with red eyes and black hair. The eyes were wide with shock as he stepped backwards and stared at his hands. He tried to change, but nothing happened.

His powers were destroyed.

Kouichi couldn't believe his own eyes as he watched the last of Trix's actions, ever. The ex-Shapeshifter screamed and ran. He didn't look where he ran, didn't care. And before he knew it, an arrow whistled from somewhere, no one knew where, and Trix fell, dead...

Kouichi darkened at the very thought about his actions, but then sighed. After all, he had promised this long ago. Now, his brother would stay safe, away from his own fate of dying.

The ghost looked up, at the sky which was darkening as well...

His thoughts wandered back to everyone else. Junpei, Izumi, Tomoki, Takuya and his brother Kouji. He hoped that everyone was okay.

It was a miracle, as everyone realised that the dark forces were retreating. With the ships at the sea, rounding up the last sea creatures, the Aquilas taking hold of the sky and the rest of them clearing out the beaches. It was like a dream...

But, as the darkness retreated Takuya and Kouji couldn't help but to wonder, was this really all there was to it? No, they doubted so.

So, while everyone later that evening were cheering of victory, the two of them decided to take matters in their own hands. Of the terrors four had been killed, but two remained. The last terror Umbra, whom Kouji had promised to kill for the sake of his brother's death... and Shinya, Takuya's brother, whom he needed to know as well, if the real Shinya was still alive deep inside of that terrorised mind.

TBC

Shitza: Gomen nasai, this chapter is short, quick and bad... but honestly, I was out of ideas and half of it was written in the middle of the night. So, I decided to make a new turn, including the Royal Knights and some things earlier then my first thought.

You know, i hate when I change my mind... and I hope you guys will not hate me for making things confusing. I have actually caught a cold (I don't know how) and it's been messing around with my mind.