Chapter 2: "This... is... new..."
I sat down on the branch and leaned against the tree. I chewed on my lower lip and thought about this. My shoulder-blade itched and I rubbed it against the tree, absent-mindedly. The itching stopped and I closed my eyes. Time went by slower in the Ningenkai then it did here so it would be a long time before Naoko came home.
My shoulder itched again. I growled and scratched it. My claws felt sharper then they normally were. I stopped and studied them for a moment. They were sharper then they normally were. "Hn... that's strange." My claws always stayed the same length.
My shoulder continued to itch and I stood up and jumped from the branch. I walked over to a small lake and looked in it, wondering if I could just jump in it and wash up really quick and the itching would stop. What I saw startled me.
My normal crimson eyes looked... cat-like. The first thing that came into my mind was Youko Naoko's scarlet cat-like eyes. (If you don't know Youko Naoko is Naoko's other half... like Kurama and Youko Kurama) They looked closely alike... I wondered what Naoko's reaction would be if she saw them. "Damn it..." I muttered.
I sighed and studied my reflection carefully. My fangs were longer and sharper like my claws. "...'Wonder if I'm turning into a cat..." Then a scary thought hit me. What if Youko Naoko was trying to possess me instead of Naoko?
"This isn't good." I forced myself to calm down. It wasn't Youko... Youko was dead. She wouldn't come back to get me... Okay, so maybe she would. Youko Naoko hated me.
"It's not her. It has something to do with me." I sighed and thought of recent battles. None could have changed me like this. Then I wondered if Matt knew something. Chances are she did... she almost always had something to do with weird transformations.
If worse came to worse I could ask Hitsugaya. My body heated up as I thought about him. I didn't like him at all.
Not lately anyways... Not since he brought up a little problem.
"What...! What do you mean I have to kill Matt!" I shouted.
Hitsugaya was shorter than me by a few inches. He stared at me with cool blue eyes. "You have no choice. If you don't then it means the end of the world. All you love ones will die if you don't... even that little fox girl of yours."
That pissed me off. I drew my katana. "Don't drag them into this," I said coldly but with enough anger in my voice so that he knew I was mad. "Why do I have to?"
"It's fate. You--"
"Fate's not real. It's what you do that determines what happens."
Hitsu sighed. "Whatever. Look, Matt will come back. She has to become Zollen in the past and fix something, that's all."
"Hn, I'll decide if I kill her or not. No one else." I walked out.
I'm sure you get the idea... I have to train Matt with the sword and when we finish her training and fight for the first time I find she's better then me and I don't like being outdone... when we fight she doesn't fight back and that's when I kill her...
I let the air around me heat up more. "I bet he might have something to do with this too..." I growled. My shoulders began to burn slightly. "What the--?" Pain shot through them. I doubled over, my arms wrapped around me and touched my shoulder blades. Something was coming out of them and it hurt like hell. "W-what's--" I cried out in pain as something burst from my right shoulder blade. I felt new muscles ripple and twitch and then something burst from my left shoulder blade. I laid there, not wanting to move. My shoulders continued to hurt but not nearly as bad as a moment ago. After ten minutes I finally started to get up and saw something move on either side of me.
I froze. I stared straight again, waiting but nothing happened. I went to get up again and it happened again. I pulled my bandana off and used my Jagan eye to look around me. I saw me... with two wings coming from my shoulder blades. "What the hell...?" I looked to my left and saw a huge leathery black and blood red bat-like wing. It moved slightly and I felt new muscles ripple. I looked over my shoulder and felt with my right hand... I traced the wing all the way to my shoulder. I saw where flesh and wing connected. I felt the wing and the muscles belonging to it.
The wing was mine.
I looked to my right shoulder.
The same thing.
Every time I moved a certain way the wings would move too. "Well... This... is... new..." I spent the next twenty minutes messing around, trying to get the hang of moving my new wings.
"So this is what Naoko went through...?" I muttered. "I wonder if hers hurt that bad."
I learned in the next few minutes that there was a difference between my and Naoko's wings.
"Why won't they go away?" I asked myself, growling. How did Naoko get her wings to appear and disappear? I sighed. "Great..." I touched my shoulder again and pulled my hand back when it touched something sticky and warm.
Blood. "That explains why it hurt so much..." I closed my eyes and grabbed my chakra necklace, using my chakra to heal my shoulders. Again I thanked Naoko for teaching me how to use my chakra and making me the necklace. Naoko was the only person who ever taught me something before I was thrown into it. As with my sword I was given it when I was three and thrown into a fight. With the dragon I taught myself by trying again and again to summon it and not caring for how badly hurt I got. Even if I was exhausted I continued to try to master it. I studied the necklace again. A black crystal shaped like a dragon. It fit and I prized it more then my katana, though I'm not sure if I told Naoko yet. I wondered what she would think if I went home looking like this.
I looked at my wings again and flexed my shoulders slightly, they moved. I flexed the new muscles and the wing flared out. "...cool..." I estimated the wing was about six and a half feet long. I practiced moving my wings and soon figured out how to flap them, fold them, open them and move them individually.
I flapped them a few times and the movement ripped the remains of my shirt off. "Damn it." I folded them, my shoulders still sore. I walked over and picked a piece of my shirt up. There was no way in hell I could fix it. I closed my eyes. I wanted to test them out before I asked Matt. I unfolded them and flapped them a few times.
I smirked and flapped them harder, rising five feet in the air then I flapped them less and slowly fell to the ground.
"Easy enough," was what I said but I was pretty wrong. And yes, I did just admit I was 'wrong', baka.
