Hey everyone! Sorry for the long wait, but I got lazy and forgot about you. But I'm back now and with a new chapter, so I hope you enjoy it.
And now for my reviewers!
Aisler : Um I'm not sure if I know what it isyou were talking about inyour review. My friend told me what she thoughtyou meant, something about showing when someone is doing an action or something like that. Well, if that's wasyou were trying to say I need to fix, then I haven't been doing that. I already know that it doesn't letyou use the star symbols and even if it did why would anyone wanna put something like (walks forward) or (looks up) or wutever in their fan fic. Showing when someone is doing an action is just stupid ifyou do it like that. And I'm not insulting YOU by saying this (at least I'm not trying to and I apologize if I am) I'm just saying that I wasn't doing that in my fic. I'm trying to write it more like the way a novel would be written. And, again, I'm not saying ANYTHING againstyou oryour review and I'm more than happy to answer any other questions or complaints of anyones. And about the last thing you said, the thing about who the evil dude is . . . DID I REALLY MAKE IT THAT OBVIOUS! How did you figure that out! Lol oh well, I was gonna reveal that in the next few chapters anyway. I still luv getting'your reviews! They always cheer me up or make me laugh.
Linker 27: . . . . . You also figured out something you weren't suppose to figure out yet! Lol, I guess I really need to make things less obvious (either that, or you and Aisler are just psychic). Lol, oh well. I would answer your questions for you but . . . I don't wanna give anything away. Heh, sorry. But as I'm sure you guessed, the answer to one of your questions was yes (and it shouldn't be hard to figure out which one, since only one of those questions was a yes or no question). Heh heh! By the way, I readyour author bio thingy. "little poems about death" huh? All I have to say is SWEET! I right poems like that too.You actually sound a lot like me. Sorry, that was just a little thing I noticed and wanted to point out. Anyway, I luv readingyour reviews, they as well always cheer me up.
(heh, I'm gonna go ahead and say that all of my reviews "cheer me up" so now I don't have to say it over and over again)
Gem: Hey, thanx for the review. I hopeyou continue to like my story, and ifyou wanna know who the weird guy is just read Aisler's review ( man, how the hell did he figure that out!). Hee hee oh well.
Tranquil echo: Thanx for the encouraging words. I really appreciate it. I hopeyou do like my fic.
P.S. I started reading one of your stories, "Looking Back," but I never finished reading it. I need to go back and do that. It looks like a pretty good story. Well, anyway I hopeyou keep reviewing.
Disclaimer: No, we're not goin' through THAT again! All I have to say is I added an Inuyasha character in (don't worry if you've never seen that show, cuz you'll still understand what's going on) and I don't own her, but I do own Kaira (hence my username)
Chapter 3
Kaira The Fire Demon
After the performance on October 3, the gang stayed in Treno for another night, then headed back to Lindblum. It had been four days now and nobody had brought up the "incident," although everyone was thinking about it.
"Hey Blank," Marcus quietly called to him one night while they were trying to sleep. "Try to get some sleep. Okay? Stop worrying about it so much" Their beds were right next to each other, Zidane's and Cinna's across the room from them in a square shaped room that they slept in at the Clock Tower.
"I'm not worried," Blank stated. "I'm just curious beyond all measures."
"Well, just don't let it bug you too much." After that, the conversation abruptly ended and the two of them went back to trying to fall asleep (which was still hard to do with Cinna snoring).
The next morning, Blank and Marcus went for a walk around Lindblum; having been sent by Baku to do some errands. The streets of Lindblum were busy with people as it always was. People buying and selling at the markets. Tourists coming and going. This was all typical in Lindblum.
As they walked on, they saw a teenage girl walking past a small pub. The girl had long, straight, red hair; a tight, low cut (perhaps too low cut), red shirt; and black jeans. But the thing that stuck out the most about her were her black wolf ears and tail.
"Hey isn't that the girl we saw yesterday?" Blank asked Marcus.
"Blank, you amaze me with the way you can recognize people through those blind eyes of yours," Marcus complimented, somewhat stunned by Blank's odd talent. "But yeah," he continued, " That is her. The one who helped that little girl yesterday."
(flash back)
Marcus, Blank, Cinna, Ruby, and Zidane had been hanging out near the Theatre District when they heard the sound of a little girl crying loudly.
"Give me back my card!" the little five year old cried. An older man standing next to her held up an Alexander Card just out of the girls reach, taunting her with it (you know what I mean be 'card' right? Tetra Master. Yeah, I know, stupid question. Okay, I'll continue now).
The five of them were just about to go and help the little girl, when they realized that someone else had beat them to it.
"I don't know much about kids, but I don't think crying is what they do when they're having fun." said a teenage girl with long, red hair. A small, tan colored cat with two tails, black markings, and demonic red eyes stood beside the woman, hissing.
The man turned around to face whoever was challenging him. "Oh, what do you know, ya bitch!" the man cursed at her.
"I know that if you don't give that card back, someone's gonna get hurt and I guarantee it'll be you."
"Oh, I'm so scared," the man sarcastically made fun of her.
"You shouldn't take me so lightly," she warned.
"What could a chic like you possibly do?"
"You're about to find out." As she said this, two feathery black wings appeared over her back. She quickly flew up into the air and the man lost sight of her. He turned around just in time to see her reach out and grab his neck with her clawed hand. The man's expression suddenly turned to fear, then he noticed her grip loosen and her expression lighten.
"You're not worth my time," she said out of the blue, folding her wings back behind her. "Kilala," she called for her cat, "Attack him! But don't kill him." she walked away from the man and her cat stepped forward.
The man smiled, then burst out laughing. " Are you out of your mind? Do you actually think that that pathetic excuse for a cat can hurt me!" He turned back around to face Kilala. She hissed aggressively at him, growing suddenly into a huge cat the size of a small horse( she still looked the same other than her size and her huge, saber toothed fangs). The man's facial expression changed once again at the sight of such an enormous feline. Kilala lunged herself at the man, landing on top of him. The man screamed and surrendered.
"Okay, okay, I give up! Call off this monster of yours!"
The crimson haired girl smiled at Kilala's victory. "Kilala, come. Get off of him now." Being the loyal kitty she was, Kilala shrunk back to her normal size and ran over to the woman. "Now, give back that card!" she said, glaring at the man, who obeyed her without hesitation. He handed the Alexander Card back to the little girl, and ran off in the other direction. "See Kilala?" the teen looked down upon her cat, " I knew he wasn't worth my time."
"Thank you!" The little girl hesitantly walked over to the stranger who had helped her out.
"Eh, no problem. I've handled guys a lot worse than him." With that, the woman walked away with Kilala following closely behind.
The whole time Zidane and the others had been watching, unnoticed by anyone.
(end flash back)
"I wonder who she is," Blank said curiously.
"Yeah, I agree. She's an awesome fighter," Marcus added.
The two of them went on with their business, ignoring the strange girl standing across the street from them. Marcus went inside the store to get a few things for Baku, and Blank stayed outside, waiting patiently.
"What's a girl like you doing hanging out around a pub like this," a drunken man asked the girl. Blank looked up and watched from where he was standing. (I don't really know how to explain how Blank can see. He cant actually see, but he can make out objects and their form and stuff like that. He cant see colors though, cause he is blind. I guess it's kind of like a psychic type thing)
"You could get hurt, baby," the drunkard continued.
The girl looked up at the group of drunken men standing before her. "Hmph, don't ever call me that!" she said in a quiet, menacing voice.
"Oh, listen to that boys. She thinks she has a say in what we call her." The men behind him started laughing, which only pissed the girl off more.
Then a smile suddenly broke across her face. "You think that I could get hurt? Oh, it's you who'll be getting hurt if you don't get out of my sight," she calmly replied, not even lifting her head to glance at the man.
The drunkard jeered at the girl. "YOU BITCH!"
"Well, there's a name I haven't been called since . . . yesterday." the girl joked. This enraged the man. He charged at her like a raging bull. But, once again, she was too fast for her opponent. She quickly stepped out of his way, tripping him as she moved. The man fell forward on the pavement. The girl grabbed her sword from its sheath, pointing the tip down at the man's neck. " So, do you still think I might get hurt?" she confidently asked the man lying on the ground in front of her. "If you're gonna challenge someone," the girl stated as she slid her sword back into its sheath, "At least challenge someone who's in yourown league." She then kicked the man in the side and walked away from him. Although the man wasn't injured he was too drunk to get up and fight back.
"Great," one of the other men said sarcastically. " The only thing worse than a bitch is a bitch who can kick ass."
At hearing that, the girl smiled and walked away casually, as if nothing had happened.
Blank had continued to watch her the whole time, and now watched her as she walked by him. Who is she, he thought to himself. Well, she's definitely a good fighter. That's for sure. And she's kinda hot too. Well, I mean, from what I can tell. Not that I can actually SEE her.
"Okay Blank, I got the stuff. We can head back now," Marcus said as he walked out of the store. "Hey what was all that noise out here?"
"Oh, just a little fight outside the pub. "
"It didn't happen to have anything to do with that stranger, did it?"
"If by that you mean the new girl in town, of course it did."
Marcus smiled "I wonder if she'd be willing to join Tantalus," he joked. "She's definitely got that out-going personality a thief would need." The two of them laughed a little, then walked back to the Clock Tower.
As night fell on Lindblum, Blank and the others sat around there makeshift kitchen finishing up dinner, when Blank lifted his head up and started sniffing the air. (that's another thing I hadn't mentioned yet. Blank has the ability to sense blood. He can smell the difference between the smell of one persons blood from another's)
"What do you smell, Blank?" Zidane asked, slightly humored at the way Blank sniffed.
"I don't know, but I know I've smelled this before." then the realization suddenly struck Blank as he widened his eyes in disbelief. "It's him…" he replied. Blank walked out the door, following the smell of this familiar blood, everyone else following behind him. As they turned another corner, they once again saw the wolf-like wanderer with the long, red hair. She stood behind a man, attempting to steal his wallet from his pocket. Blank was temporarily distracted from what he was doing, he now stood and watched her, as did the rest of Tantalus. The girl had successfully stolen the wallet but then gave herself away by saying "What kind of person carries a wallet with no money in it!" The man then checked his pocket to make sure she wasn't talking about his, and discovered she was. He turned around and glared at the girl
"Uhh . . . heh . . . Here, you dropped this," she handed him back his wallet and quickly walked away in the other direction.
"She should join Tantalus, huh?" Blank joked at Marcus. "She doesn't even know how to thieve."
"Blank, I was kidding when I said that."
Blank turned back around to see where she had gone, but instead Blank now saw "him," the one who had tried to kill him back in Treno.
"Kaira," he heard the man call. Blank looked back at where the girl had been standing to see her still there, staring dumbfoundedly at the stranger in black.
"Who are you? And how do you know my name?" she asked the man before her.
"Oh, you know me. Take a closer look at me. You know me oh too well, Kaira."
She continued staring at the man. "um, sorry. I've never seen you before."
"Well, although you don't know me, you know a little about my past, and I know everything about yours."
" . . . Well, that's disturbing. Now tell me who you are."
"My name . . . is Garron." The man snickered. "Do you recognize me now?" he asked, smiling sinisterly.
Kaira stood wide-eyed, staring at the man. "Garron?" she said in shock.
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Eh heh heh. I normally don't leave a chapter like that, but it was getting too long. I didn't want the chapter to be too long. But anyway, atleast now you've got a little bit more info about what's goin' on in this whole thing. Hope you enjoyed it and hope it wont take me as long to make the next chapter as it did this one. Lol.
Oh, and for any Inuyasha fans who may be reading this. I know that Kilala's name is actually spelled Kirara, but it's pronounced like an "L" in the english version, so I would rather not confuse people by spelling it differently than it's pronounced.