A Dark Future : Rekai Always Prevails
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! I really appreciate them. Um, so yeah, this is based off of V for Vendetta if you didn't get that before, so here is the next installment! R&R and Enjoy!
I
(Botan's POV)
I sat alone in the spare room that Yusuke let me use temporarily. Destroy the Rekai Gates? Are they nuts? They could never pull something like that off! I frowned and bit my lower lip. Besides, once they show their faces, the Three Worlds will be looking for them!
I walked out of my room, wondering what I should do. A big part of me wanted to help them, but a voice told me that I couldn't do a thing for them. I was useless in the situation. I shivered and rubbed my hands together. A silence echoed throughout the hallways and I saw that at television was sitting on a table.
My eyes narrowed. Television was the main way in enforcing order and stability in the Three Worlds. Every home and public place had one. They were always on, and the broadcast station was located Ningenkai.
That was when I saw Yukina shuffle out of a room, yawning. She looked at me and smiled, but something was behind it.
"Good morning, Botan."
It was strange. The entire place was empty. Where is Keiko? What about Yusuke, Kurama, Jin, and Hiei? I saw the ice maiden look away from my eyes, a lonely demeanor settling over her features.
"Yukina, what is it?"
She wrung her hands as she looked at the television. The static whispers it was emitting were unnerving. Her eyes flickered to me and that was when I heard a crackle of a show coming on. My pink eyes widened when a red logo appeared. It wasn't just any logo. It was three eyes, the one abnormal one on the top glowing ominously. The Jagan Eye...
II
(Normal Point of View... for all Three World Citizens)
"Good morning, world. The Rose, speaking." A man in red robes with a porcelain mask on with a face that made him look wise. "Your own news stations and government claim that the Rekai Library was a planned demolition." A shorter person came onto screen. He was in the blackest robe that it looked blue when it hit the light just right. His mask's expression was unemotional with a slight frown. "I would like to introduce to you the real cause of the destroyed Library, The Sword."
The Rose bowed to the screen and stepped aside, leaving the short Sword alone. His shifted at first, almost as if he didn't want to be there, or it was a bother to him.
"This was brought on by yourselves. Not us. We're doing you baka's a favor."
He paused, and crossed his arms as he walked off screen, muttering baka one last time. There was a rustling and a man dressed in navy blue came out. His mask was laughing and it had red cheeks. The expression was as jolly as Santa Claus.
"Good morning, everyone!" His Irish accent was strangely appealing, so cute and energetic. "I am Wind, so yeah. Today is the fifth of November, and a nigen a long time ago tried to destroy Parliament." A pause and he looked off to the side. "A date that no one remembers anymore, but we assure you that it will be remembered by next year."
He was pulled off screen. Then a man in white came out. His posture was confident with the air of a true King. His mask had an intense look of concentration and power with an impish smile. He crossed his arms and leaned back slightly.
"The next November the fifth will be remembered to all beings of the Three Worlds." The man pointed to himself with his thumb. "I, The Bullet, and my comrades will destroy that Rekai Gates one year from today." His friends gathered back onto screen. "We understand how powerful the almighty Ruler has become."
The Rose cleared his throat.
"It's clear why you fell back so easily." It was a somber and almost piteous tone. "For humans, well, you discovered that there was a God. An afterlife. It's quite an overwhelming realization." Another pause. "The Makai, well, you were threatened and yet offered order and a life with roads paved in gold and riches." A sigh. "Quite far from the truth I'm afraid. Your rights were taken, and many of your lives."
The Bullet clenched his fists.
"If you feel how we feel, if you see what we see, then join us at the Gates of Rekai on November the fifth and witness your chains falling away."
The Sword pulled out a shining katana.
"Until then, goodnight."
A slice destroyed the camera, and the red logo came back up, glowing ominously. A simple video. A group of four with a mission to do the impossible. Bars everywhere were silent and homes were still until the logo left the screen.
III
(Hiei's POV)
I didn't like this idea. It was too risky. I mean, we were in the middle of the most treasured place in the three Worlds! Yusuke seemed confident, but Kurama was uneasy too.
We are in trouble, aren't we?
Kurama's green eyes flickered to the Koorime.
Don't worry. We can handle it.
My eyes narrowed.
The situation is about to get complicated, isn't it?
The fox never answered me. We all turned to the people who had been working in the television station before we showed up. I smirked. I guess you could call them hostages. I approached a fat man, who flinched away from me.
"Put these on, and don't move."
IV
(Normal POV)
The police chief was in the building. He was sweating bullets as he raised his pistol, nodding for the other officers to go in ahead of him. Sweet Ruler, what the hell is going on? There were four terrorists inside the room that they were about to burst into. The chief shook himself. They were probably just a couple of postal workers who had a bad day.
But still...
They got past the Ruler, at least, the Sword did. They destroyed the Rekai Library, and that took skill and a fierce driven passion. The chief shook himself. Good guys win, bad guys lose, and Rekai always prevails.
But still...
They wouldn't think that they were going to die if they planned to destroy the Gates in a year. They had plans for their lives. This wasn't a suicide mission.
The door burst open, and a smoke screen billowed out. The cops coughed, trying to wave the mist away. That was when a shadow moved, and a shot rang out. The chief gasped as the terrorist fell. Judging by the mask, it was the Rose.
With caution, the chief pulled off the mask. To his horror, a man was beneath it, and when the chief ripped open his shirt, he saw a name tag. Oh God, he's an employee. The man looked at him, his eyes a bit distant and crazed seeing as he just got shot.
"There's a bomb in the building. This place is going to blow!"
Instantly, more figures moved. All the police officers felt their hearts race in their chests' when they saw many copies of the terrorist's faces. Dear God. Many voices cried out. Some were pleas for their life. Others were frantic shouts to warn them about the bomb.
The bomb specialist walked in swiftly, and the chief saw the sweat collecting on his brow. He was still technically a rookie. The chief swallowed the lump in his throat.
"Get everyone out into the hallways! Anyone not wearing a mask is to be escorted from the building!"
There were no people to be escorted. The chief bit his knuckle as he watched all the figures walk out into the hall. They all looked like ghosts with their robes. That was when it happened. One Sword fell, and a Rose yelled, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he screamed.
"IT'S HIM, THAT'S HIM!" Instantly, all guns were focused on the screaming man. He dropped to his knees, crying and sobbing like a pathetic fool. "Please, dear God..."
The police took off his mask, and saw a man. An employee. The room suddenly got warmer, and they heard the whisper of metal as they turned to see the Sword drawing his katana. He didn't make a sound as he slaughtered them, making sure that their last memories were of his mask.
V
(Botan's POV)
"Oh Enma..."
I was astonished. They did it. They really did it. My heart was racing as I struggled to grasp what had just happened on three worldwide television. I couldn't help but smile when I heard the voices of my friends, but I knew that the Rekai and Ningenkai police were on their way.
"Oh dear." It was Yukina's soft voice brought me out of my little space out. I bit my lip and thought for a long moment. "Do you think that they are going to make it out alive?"
I didn't know. I had seen what the Rekai police would do to criminals. Especially big time criminals. They would torture them. And not in the way that everyone thinks, by hurting them. Most of it was psychological, making your worst nightmares become your everyday reality.
"Of course! They are the ex-Rekai Tentei." I felt my heart clench at the thought of my closest friends... my only friends having to go through the Rekai punishment. "They have to."
I wrung my hands, denying my tears the release they craved. They are our only hope...
VI
(Hiei's POV)
Kurama and Yusuke took their sweet time revealing themselves. We left the bomb nigen alive so the truth would get out to the Ruler. I gritted my teeth in anger just thinking about him. That bastard...
He had taken Shizuru. Normally, this wouldn't affect me, but Kurama... the kitsune... well, I was afraid that he lost it for a second.
They had been lovers. I was... happy for them? Something like that. They were mates. That made it even worse for the fox.
It was great at the beginning. They were head-over-heels in love. At first I thought it was sickening, but it turned out that they really did balance each other out.
Then the cleansing happened. Shizuru was out buying food for us, and she was taken. Many people were. People of a different race, but that was only for the nigens. Homosexuals. Transsexuals. The diseased. And, nigens who were in love or mated with demons.
Someone saw the mark on her neck. The called the police, and just like that, she was gone.
Kurama took it hard. He barely ate anything and he stopped talking for three years. He moved out of his room and stayed with me, which I didn't protest to. Sometimes he would wake me up in the middle of the night for various reasons.
Sometimes he would be crying. Sobbing uncontrollably under the covers. Or I would see him staring ahead at the wall, not blinking. Other times he would shake me awake, and hug me. I almost pushed him off the first time, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I would never know the pain of losing a mate, seeing as I don't have one.
Then, three years later, he started talking again. It threw everyone off, but I knew that he had to. He was killing himself, and I guess he decided that he would live and fight for her. For the memory of his love.
Now, I don't believe in love. Not for me, anyway.
When we walked back into the temple, Yukina threw her arms around me, relieved to see all of us still alive. I took off my mask, and for a split second, I felt my lips curve upwards into a... smile.
I looked around, and no one saw. That was until I saw the ferry girl. She was crying, her shoulders shaking, but she smiled at me knowingly. Baka onna.
She didn't hug me. She only smiled through her tears with relief. I have no idea why she would care of I died. She was worried because she cares about you. I narrowed my eyes. She shouldn't care about me.
But she does.
VII
A/N: Hey! I had to end it there. A bit of romance, and some action... kinda... please review! Please? And thanks for your reviews on the first chapter! Woot! See ya later!
-mia