Chapter: 4
"There he is, number Zero."
"You mean he's the reason we're here?! I'm gonna kill 'em!"
"NO! Don't you remember what happened when forty-five and number fifty fought him! He's a monster, just keep your head down forty-one. I don't think any of us can beat him…"
"Tsk. We'll see about that, i'm set up to fight next week. I'll just ask them to set me up against him, we are superior to the original models, definitely better than Zero!"
Shiage a.k.a Zero sat in a corner with his knees pulled up into his chest while ignoring everyone around him. His tests ended long ago and now the boy spent all of his time alone to his thoughts. The others in the room stopped bothering him after he made an example of those last few contestants. After that no one dared come near him for fear of a gruesome death, nevermind that he was a scrawny string-bean of a kid from essentially being shelved as the 'useless prototype', anyone in this gigantic room could easily take him down without his gifts. With them however he could not be stopped by anyone no matter how hard they tried.
Of course that didn't stop people from shooting their mouths off at him. They never followed through but it was interesting that they never went for it. Shiage supposed it had something to do with that rumor someone started a while back that he didn't have the inhibitor chip in his head. Oh well it just meant more peace and quiet for him.
He turned his attention to the supposed improved models in the experiments. Most who were worked on didn't survive and so far out of all one-thousand children from all around the world (not counting himself) that were secretly taken, only ninety-nine survived and gained the ability to use the, what did the doctors call them again? Oh right vectors, a really dumb name if you asked Shiage but whatever.
Even out of those ninety-nine only forty-two were left alive from the tests against him and the others who proved themselves strong. Then there was that one guy that impaled himself on his own vectors during a test on accident. Eh what are you gonna do?
Recently he even heard a rumor of a number 100 that lived and was one of the strongest ever made, second only to himself. Even then the only reason one-hundred wasn't better was because Zero had unparalleled control of his five vectors. But then again it was only a rumor.
To be completely honest, the only thing that the upgraded models had over him was the number of vectors. No one had his level of control or his ability to change their molecular vibration speed to make them either cut through pretty much anything or do something as simple as grasp a bug out of the air without harming it. Not to make it sound like he was bragging, because he could never brag about becoming the most powerful scientific guinea pig of the bunch.
"But doesn't it feel good to be unstoppable! We are undefeatable to all and every last one of them should bow to us once and for all!" Came a dual layered voice, one half sounded just like him and the other was deep and gravelly.
'K...shut the hell up. I don't need you talking in my ear. Your voice annoys me.'
"Watch your tone with me Zero! I may be a part of you but i can still kick your ass! Just...give me a minute to figure out how."
'Whatever, it's not like it would make any kind of difference.'
Something he found out awhile back was that after a certain amount of time with their vectors, some test subjects undergo some kind of split in their mind. This other personality was more or less just a devious murderer that would watch the world burn with a sick satisfied smile if they had the ability to do so. So far only five people had actually gained this split. Numbers 3, 4, 7, 12, and 0. This so called voice was, in a sense, their way of letting their anger over what members of their own kind had done to them out while still keeping it under wraps.
"Come on you know you want to fight something right? Stop being a little pussy and do it for fucks sake!"
His on the other hand was just a dick most of the time.
'You know i can't, with my vectors sealed away i'm as worthless as that ant over there. Actually that's not a fair statement, that ant would probably beat me up.'
"Oh come on that ant would bow to you for su-hey heads up some girl is coming over here."
The boy's pink eyes widened a tiny bit and focused his eyes just enough to confirm the tip. What he saw was a young girl that looked to be roughly his age if not a little younger. She had short dark pink hair (a common trait for all test subjects) that barely reached her shoulders. The front of her hair had several loose bangs hanging over her forehead and the side of her head, while the back was slightly choppy yet straight. The girl had bright red eyes that darkened from the middle, up, a trait that was only seen in the ninety series. The girl was wearing the same basic white outfit that everyone was forced to wear except for the white t-shirt. In it's place was a sleeveless turtleneck of the same color.
What really caught his attention though was the two bone white mini horns sticking up from on top of either side of her head. In a way they could be a really weird and off version of cosplay cat ears but he doubted that she would have those. That would be classified as a fun thing, and they didn't allow too much of that around here.
She looked directly into his pink eyes and smiled when she saw that he could see her now. "Hello i'm number one hundred codenamed Lucy, but my name is Kaede. It's nice to finally meet you in person, Zero."
SMHM
Sora stood in the middle of a partially destroyed clearing with his hands on his knees and panting hard. He raised one of his hands up and wiped away the sweat that collected on his brow over the course of his 'outing'.
Slowly he steadied his breathing and glanced at his handy work. Not too shabby if he did say so himself. All around him were charred bits of trees, deep gouges in the earth, and even a few trees that had large head sized holes drilled straight through them. Just under him was a small circle of grass which only stretched a few feet out in any direction before it ducked down into a large crater.
His techniques were coming along just fine, even if they took a little too much magic energy to pull off right now, that situation could be remedied at a later date. The last one in particular was a real ball buster but it was worth it. After all it always paid off to have a move that had the potential to not only blow away everything within a set radius of yourself, but to also have the possibility to shred whatever came into contact with it as well. Now if only he could shrink the energy needed to use it. Although he also had the option to try and train his magic capacity to make it larger.
Wouldn't really be a problem if he was a Bishop but whatever, what's done is done.
He shook his head and got ready for the next round, there was still one thing he needed to keep training in so that he wouldn't get sloppy in that area. Sora clenched his fist tightly and the air behind him shimmered lightly. Slowly long, white, and almost see through, tubes came into view. It was always a bitch to switch their molecular vibration speed but it was worth it to know that he could do it while others couldn't.
The 'vectors' had a known total of four speed settings. Low, Medium, High, and Extremely high.
Low had the ability to go through objects without causing physical interference, Medium could lift and throw objects and even disrupt blood vessels. Meanwhile high made it possible to slash through most material, and carry liquid on surface.
Extremely high however was the only visible speed as the molecules vibrate excruciatingly fast. This setting was explosively powerful and could easily cut through anything or - as previously stated - make things explode using the vibrations.
All in all they could be considered the ultimate weapon if in the right hands, for instance at low he could fade it through someone's chest then switch to medium or high to crush or cut someone's heart from the inside respectively.
Just before they finished materializing Sora picked up something on the edge of his senses and quickly stopped the process, forcing it back to High. He sighed whenever he picked up who it was and turned to the treetops where a young boy that looked to be about the age of nine was standing on a branch looking at him.
The boy had long black hair that had the bangs split in the center of his hairline to make side bangs that framed his face. In the back his hair was a ponytail that kept his hair together and reached just past the nape of his neck. Just under his eyes were two long tear troughs making him look older than he was. The boy wore a high collared black t-shirt with dark grey pants that had bandages wrapped around his left calf, and black shinobi sandals. His eyes however were very interesting in their design, they were blood red with three tomoe rotating slowly about his pupil.
This boy's name was Itachi.
"Big brother, it seems you were right about the church. The fallen angels have started to make their move and are doing some kind of ritual involving that girl you met."
"Good job Itachi, is there anything else i should know before i get there?"
The boy shook his head no and bowed. "If there is nothing else you need, i shall take my leave." He looked over to see Sora give him a nod before he disappeared, a few seconds later a crow could be seen flying away, those same mesmerizing eyes looking down on the world.
He was a good kid that Itachi, a prodigy from a young age, loyal to a fault, and always puts the people he cares about at the forefront of his mind no matter the situation. The kid was one of the only people left in existence that he trusted anymore. Sora was lucky to be close to him and he idly thought of surprising the kid with a gift for his efforts.
Maybe that custom tanto he had his eye on for the past few months.
But that would be later as right now the pink eyed teen finally had something fun to do. If the fallen have made their move then it was time for him to start breaking their necks like he'd planned to do for a few days now.
So it was with that joyous thought that he took off towards the only church in town, and towards the home of his next victims. As he left, he never noticed the set of eyes following him until he was out of sight completely.
"So my spies were correct, you are finally showing yourself after all these years. I wonder just what your plan is, but i guess i'll find that out soon enough. Won't i, Zero."
SMHM
"Come on out! I'm just itching for a fight and now i have an excuse to, so get your pathetic fallen asses out here before i come in and drag you out!"
"My, my you are a testy one aren't you? If that's what you want then i'll be happy to oblige devil."
Sora smirked as the sounds of footsteps drew closer and closer. Slowly the form of a man emerged from the darkness of the church. Finally the light from the moon broke through the clouds overhead, illuminating the future battleground.
The man was a tanned guy that was at least a full head taller than the pink eyed teen and had a very muscular build that was partially hidden under a black trench coat that had the sleeves rolled up to just below the elbows. Aside from that he wore faded and torn blue jeans, a black muscle shirt, and combat boots.
He had long brown hair that was smoothed backwards with a few strands hanging loosely over his face down to his nose. His eyes were white with jagged cracks of blue coming from the pupil to the edge of the iris. Finally the man had bags under his eyes, most likely from lack of sleep and seemed to be wearing black eye liner.
The oddest part about him thought was his mouth, as it had two poorly stitched over gashes that went from either edge of his mouth and out until just before the edge of his jaw.
"Like what you see buddy? I gotta say that i like the new scars, they make terrifying you weaklings so much easier than before! Now why don't you come over here so that we can chat for a while." He called out with a manic grin on his face. "What are you scared or something? What happened to all that bark you had just a minute ago?! I guess you realized how big of a mistake you just made by wandering into our turf eh?! Well i got news for you, i'm not gonna just let you go even if you beg and scream!" The man's grin turned absolutely predatory as he stared down the unmoving Sora.
Then he heard it. It was low and soft at first, but eventually began to pick up tempo the longer it went on. So he grit his teeth in anger when the maroon haired teen threw his head back in full blown laughter. "What the hell are you laughing about you puny devil!"
At this point the teen was holding his sides as he bent over in his laughing fit. "Yo-You look fu-fucking ridiculous! HAHAHA Your face looks like the Joker and Jeff the Killer had a baby with a microwave!"
The man started to see red as he glared at the teen who dared to insult his, in his own opinion, badass face. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME YOU LITTLE SHIT!"
Sora sobered up quickly and fixed the man with his same cold look that everyone else got. "You heard me didn't you? I'm pretty sure i didn't stutter you horror story reject. If you've got a problem with it then come show me how wrong i am. Or are you just all talk?"
The man clenched his fists tightly and seethed at the blatant disrespect this little fucker was showing him. He needed to be taught a lesson! And he was just the one to teach it.
In an instant the man was in front of the teen with his fist reared back and all four of his black feathery wings flaring out behind him.
SMHM
So not entirely sure what was up with four and five but hopefully this fixed them.
Review or pm with comments, questions, and concerns, I shall do with them what I can.
Ja-ne!