Summary: The call of Soil. Also known as: why Kaze is such an unfeeling, insensitive prick.
Disclaimer: Naturally, FFU is not mine, so don't bother trying to sue.
First posted fanfic, reviews are good. xD
Xamaris is meh beta!
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With a snap of his fingers, the Soil bullet slid smoothly into its slot in the gun.
And screamed.
He had gotten used to their cries, having summoned for years. Ignoring it, he neatly flipped up the other two bullets that completed the triad.
And they too, screamed as the drill powered up and the Magun pumped furiously on his arm. The essence of life, the gold-capped Soil bullets were forged through the deaths of the people who created them, imprinted with the last moments of their former selves.
Sometimes, the Soil cried out for vengeance, other times in a last spurt of utter terror before the life that created it was cut off. Some of the cries were for others, a lost dirge of despair for loved ones cut down before them, a cry of fear for those that they'd left behind. A mournful sob of desolation, a wail of pain. Sounds only he, attuned to the Magun, could hear on a regular basis.
So he had shut his ears to them. It was the only thing he could have done, a skill all users of the Magun had perfected in the generations before. Perfected, or gone mad, which was also not unheard of.
So imagine his surprise, when, following his first battle with Shiroi Kumo after his reawakening, to find that not all of the screams had been those of the Soil, that there were human cries mixed with the ones from the bullets.
Lisa had been furious, and how was he to explain to her what she could not hear? What matter was it, that a few more cries of despair and pain were added to the cacophony that the bullets in his pouch produced, when compared to killing Kumo? Such as she couldn't understand that after years of hearing it, years of watching others fall to Chaos, a few more made no impact on his hardened and numb soul.
Sometimes, he wondered if Kumo could hear the same thing, if the Mist he controlled and summoned in the form of long, serpentine dragons released the same cries as his bullets, if the sword-summoner had to endure the same torment Kaze did every time he summoned.
And sometimes, he didn't think he cared at all.
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A/N: Originally going to be a one-shot drabble, but I decided to split it into two. The second part will be (written and then) posted later.
Begging/Questions concerning FFU for future fanfic references:
- Are the spikes on Kumo's head well…spikes? Or a headpiece? Because it kinda looks like a headpiece , but you never see it off like the mask, so it could be natural.
- Is Chaos an Earl, or a Count? Is there a difference?
- Does anyone have any information about FFU: After, After Spiral, or any of the offshoots before or after the anime series? I haven't been having any luck finding any information on any of the aforementioned things.