Questioned of Self

Chapter 14: Winged Envoys Instigate Tragedies

The walls of his bedroom closed off the world outside. Setsuna lost the care of what happened beyond the walls. They closed off all emotion, time, and confusion but now the noise outside became too overwhelming.

"MEDIC!"

Uh! Setsuna opened his eyes to his dimly lit room. From the way the sun drowned his room he could guess that it was the afternoon of some day. Again cries of help and commands sang outside the walls. What's going on outside!

The boy dropped from the bed and grabbed his shirt and jeans before fumbling for his worn converse sneakers. He went to the door and hesitated to open. Setsuna peered through the keyhole and saw many run pass in different directions.

"I can't believe only one survived!" One evil said to himself. One of what? Setsuna asked.

"Where did they come from!" Another asked to his friend. Whose they? Eventually the questions were too much to wait and ponder for. Setsuna opened the door into a hallway cluttered with a mass of evils running in and out.

"Hey!" Setsuna called, lightly tapping many on the shoulder to stop but none noticed him. All of them were wrapped up in their own questions to notice Setsuna. From the way all ignored him; Setsuna believed he would have to find out himself until he saw Noyz's familiar face.

"Noyz!" He waved and the evil saw him. She shoved her way through the throng of people to get to Setsuna.

"Savior, you're up!" She smiled.

"What's going on?" He asked. Noyz was about to open her mouth and spill the entire story to him until she knew it was too long.

"Here, I'll tell you on the way." She grabbed his hand and dragged him behind her.

"It just happened early today. An entire group of evils were seen walking this way from the lands afar. No one knows where they came from. The only civilization for evils is this kingdom."

"Why were they coming here?" Setsuna yelled.

"It's not certain but everyone has a good feeling that they abandoned their homeland because it was unsuitable to live. But that's not the strangest part."

"It gets even weirder!"

"You have no idea." Noyz answered. "The moment all of them passed through the city's gate, they all fell and died. As if they held their last breath to just cross the gates."

"Christ!" Setsuna exclaimed. Setsuna followed Noyz down a flight of steps where they stood before the closed doors of the hospital. A swarm of curious evils cluttered the entrance, pleading to get in and see but the guards held them all back. Noyz grabbed on to Setsuna's hand and together they pushed and shoved their way up to the front.

"Why is everyone trying to get in?" Setsuna asked.

"To see the survivor." Noyz finally answered. She caught the eye of a guard and without words he let her pass and open the doors. Setsuna raced after Noyz through the doors before it slammed shut right behind his heels. The hospital was a lot different than outside. Only the tapping of feet and the low murmur of conversations echoed through the gothic like building.

Candles tried their best to light the place up along with stained glass which drew in the sunlight from above. On both sides of the long building were rows of empty beds. Only one, hidden in the farthest corner of the hospital, had a crowd of people surrounding it. Setsuna was mesmerized with the cold building that he forgot about Noyz.

"Savior!" She whispered.

"Uh!"

"Are you coming!" She beckoned and he followed. Kuria, who stood before the bed, looked up and saw Noyz with Setsuna behind her.

"Leave us." She commanded the doctors and all dispersed.

"My lady," Noyz bowed. "I brought the Savior." She stood aside to let Setsuna go by.

"Setsuna, where have you been all this time!" Kuria asked.

"Sleeping I guess." Setsuna didn't pay much care to Kuria. His eyes lingered on the bed which was covered behind white screens. "Is that the last survivor?" He asked. Kuria looked towards his direction and nodded.

"Yes. He's still weak but the doctors are surprised at how fast he's healed. He came into the kingdom worse than he is now." She pulled back the white screens and there laid the same young man which caused the kingdom's uproar.

"Has he spoken of anything? Like who are they, are why they are here!" Setsuna looked over to Kuria.

"We know what they are, Set. They're evils like me and Noyz. Where and why, we do not know. But that will all be answered soon enough. The way he's progressing, the doctors say he'll be up and ready by tomorrow morning which is shocking."

Setsuna stepped closer, his eyes investigating every detail of the newcomer. Something wasn't the same with this evil. Another form of aura encircled his being—different than from any evil he encountered. Even his physical features clash with an evil's.

Golden blonde hair, fair flawless skin, and supple lips with feathery eye lashes hiding his eyes. He was too perfect to be an evil. The only reason that kept Setsuna from doubting his species was that this youth came from lands afar. Most likely the evils that traveled from the badlands all looked different that the ones here. It makes enough sense for Setsuna to not ponder much on the question.

He looked over towards Noyz and saw her staring at the newcomer but with a face twisted with fear and doubt. She didn't like this newcomer, he could tell it but the way she stayed so far back.

"Let's go, Setsuna!" Kuria broke Setsuna's concentration. "We got to give him some rest. He's been cluttered with people all day long." She dragged the screen to cover the bed. "Plus, Kato is bored without you."

"I thought so." Setsuna chuckled.

Lucifer walked quickly down the abandoned corridors alone. His solitude was the only thing that comforted him but at the same time troubled him. It was his isolation from everything else that gave him the peace to think.

KIRA! He thought to himself. He called me Kira! That young man's name. How could he have confused me with a sword's soul in a mortal's body? How could he have mistaken me for his best friend? Didn't he say that never lusted for him! Yet still he cried Kira's name in ecstasy and not only that…he said he loved him. He loved Kira…not me.

Lucifer stared into the wall until he slammed his fist down upon it, causing it to dent greatly under its power.

Like I care if he loves me or not! I only sleep with him because he's there. Never did I crawl into his bed. He always comes into mine, begging for release from reality. But I can't help but wonder…is it Kira that he really wants to kiss and not me?

Lucifer hoped for an answer to heal his chaotic mind but didn't expect one to come quickly.

"If it's not you he wants to kiss than he's the most stupid thing alive."

Lucifer turned around and regained his rigid composure. Leaning back on the wall opposite him was Mad Hatter. Her feathery red hair framing his face, allowing the clown tear drop from his left eye to show.

"What are you doing here?" Lucifer growled. "I told you never to see me again!"

"But you can't deny that you needed my soothing words to calm you." She smiled with adoration.

"Shut-up!" Lucifer snapped. "I have a job for you anyway."

"Anything for my king." Belial bowed at his knees.

"Rosiel sent an undercover envoy into the Evil's Kingdom. There he plans for him to assassinate the Dragon Keeper, and the Savior along with any other he wishes."

"Where do I fall into your plan?" Mad Hatter stood up.

"I want you to keep a close eye on Rosiel's assassin. His name is Katan; you'll know him when you see him. An angel's beauty always sticks out like a sour thumb among such filthy creatures."

"Would you like me to report useful information to you?" Mad Hatter asked.

"If you wish it." Lucifer shrugged.

"Daily?" She questioned.

"No!" Lucifer snapped. "I couldn't bear seeing you that often."

"Than how about weekly?" She kept on pushing the envelope.

"No! When ever I call for it." Lucifer ordered. Belial frowned slightly.

"Than I'll be on my way." When Lucifer turned around he saw only the same empty corridor that stretched long in both ways. Belial was no where to be found, gone to accomplish her master's goals.

"What a pest life is." Lucifer scowled to himself.

"Are you hungry?" Kuria held out a spoon of broth but he didn't take it. In fact he didn't even notice her talking. His eyes scanned the great hall which was the hospital. A door was heard slammed shut, causing both Kuria and the newcomer to jolt from its roar.

A boy was walking in their direction.

"Setsuna!" Kuria ran after him with glee while the newcomer watched him carefully. So this is the Savior which you favor so dearly, Lucifel. He thought to himself. It's a pity so many want such a beauty dead.

"Is that him?" Setsuna whispered to Kuria. Both looked in the direction of the young man in the bed.

"He hasn't said a word yet. Maybe you can coax him down into telling a little about himself." She took his finger and led him to the bed. It was the first time Setsuna saw his eyes. They were a brilliant blue but sharp and calculating as if they were measuring him up.

"This is Setsuna. He's also a friend." Kuria introduced Setsuna like the newcomer was a baby. He didn't say anything back nor cared what they were saying. Kuria turned to Setsuna. "I'll be back. The embassy needs my say on the matters." She hopped off the bed and left Setsuna with the young man.

An awkward silence fell upon the two.

"So!" Setsuna chuckled nervously while the other stared at him. "You're not hungry?" He asked but still no answer came.

"What's your name?"

"…"

Setsuna sighed as he fiddled with the broth. "You know, if you want to stay here, you gotta speak. Even though the princess likes you, many don't like outsiders that they're not familiar with. And you really fall into that category." Setsuna looked at the young man who stared back, waiting for any reason of his silence but those blue eyes were the only things he received. With another sigh he went back to spooning the broth until a quiet voice stopped him.

"I don't really have a name." Setsuna looked up.

"…What was that?"

"I don't have one." The newcomer answered.

"Oh." Setsuna said quietly. "Than looks like we'll have to give you one." He smiled. "How about Brandon? You like that?" The newcomer nodded. "Okay, from now on your name is Brandon…You want some soup, Brandon?" Brandon nodded and reached for the bowl himself. Setsuna gladly passes it to him and watched him sip it greedily.

"Where did you come from Brandon?" Setsuna asked softly.

"Beyond the mountains." Brandon said between gulps.

"What land is that?" Brandon only shrugged. Again Setsuna knew nothing of what to say. This boy was a blank canvas with nothing written on it.

"How old are you?" Again Brandon shrugged. "Why are you here! Why did you leave your homeland?" Brandon's shrugs began to annoy Setsuna who struggled racing for the truth behind this boy.

"Can you walk Brandon?" Setsuna wanted to take Brandon on a tour of the city, maybe his memory would catch up with him if he moved around a bit.

Brandon shyly placed the bowl back on the night stand and shifted to the side of the bed.

"I need help." He stated bluntly.

"Here, grab my shoulder to lean on." Brandon found the strength in his legs to get up. As Setsuna kept his eyes on Brandon's face, he was oblivious to the knife held behind the blonde. Katan made sure to keep the dagger hidden and slowly he drew it out of its place, waiting for the moment before he would plunge it deep into the Savior's frail neck. But once he was about to swing it from behind, his fingers fumbled for the handle, causing it to fall off the bed and on the floor silently.

Damn it! Katan cursed to himself.

"Are you okay, Brandon?" Brandon looked into Setsuna's eyes and slightly smiled.

"I'm alright." He answered quietly. Step by step, Setsuna helped Brandon find his balance as they both exited the hospital together. Out of the shadows came a figure whose white painted face was covered by a black hat.

A feminine laugh fluttered out of its mouth.

"You gotta try harder than that, pet bird, if you want to succeed." From his pocket came the same dagger which Katan had dropped. "I wonder if my Lord would want to know how quickly the angel broke his promise to him." She giggled before falling back into the shadows with the dagger twirling around in her hands.

"Deceit is so delicious."

REVIEW! I'm back from my long trip in Europe. Had a really fun time but now I'm back on this story. I can't believe how many people commented while I was gone. I felt so popular. Haha. Excuse me for any spelling errors, I'm jet lagged. But that doesn't mean I won't revise it again, but if I do miss one or two things don't scowl me.