A Royal Summer Chapter Eight
Well, my inspiration's going down again. I'm barely getting any reviews from you all! DX Those of you who are reviewing, take no offense.
But I know how to get past this. No, I'm not going to whine. I'M GONNA THROW YOU ALL AN UNEXPECTED CLIFFHANGER! MUAHAHA!
Ten Years in the Future...
"Okay, Fran, look at your hand," said Mukuro. Fran blinked a couple of times.
"Why? Should it be any different than normal?" he asked. Mukuro groaned.
"Just do it," he muttered. Fran looked at his hand.
"What now?"
"Concentrate," Mukuro ordered, walking over. "Picture a dragon. With wings, two hind legs, and a long tail. It has a long neck, and there are curled horns on it's head. There are claws on it's wings, and spikes on its tail. It is jet black, with red eyes and a yellow underside."
"Okay...," Fran murmured.
"Imagine your hand morphing into that dragon."
Fran closed his eyes and pictured the scene, but when he reopened his eyes, his hand had turned black with red spots and yellow stripes all over it, and it hadn't even changed shape. Fran blushed. "Tell me this is wrong," he said. Mukuro nodded.
"It's wrong."
Present time...
"I have an assignment? Already?" Fran asked, "I just got back!"
"I know," Xanxus said, "but this is an urgent situation, and it needs an illusionist."
"Ugh... alright," Fran sighed, taking the files. "Is Bel coming along?"
"No one else. It's just you," Xanxus told him.
"Okay...," Fran sighed, before walking out of the office.
"What is it?" Bel asked when his kouhai came out.
"I've got another assignment," Fran told him. "And apparently, I'm going alone."
"Oh...," Bel said, frowning. "That stinks."
"It does," Fran agreed. "But it's an 'urgent situation that needs an illusionist,' so I have no choice."
"Huh," Bel grunted, taking the illusionist's hand. "When are you heading out?"
"Five," Fran replied, "Three hours from now. It'll be a nighttime killing."
"Okay," the prince muttered. "Stupid boss."
Later...
"Alright, senpai, I'll see you later," Fran said, "I love you."
"I love you too," Bel said, hugging his kouhai tightly, "Froggy."
Fran smiled and stroked the prince's hair. "I'll be back as soon as I can."
"You better be," the prince growled as he released the older man. Fran headed out the door.
"See you, senpai."
"Bye, Fran."
Fran walked out of the base and went over to the airbike he'd used in his first mission in this time. He mounted it and started it, before speeding off south to find the enemy base. As he drove, he thought of Bel from his time. He did miss the older man somewhat, but the Belphegor of this time was probably what his younger self preferred as well. Fran looked at his surroundings. The forest surrounding Varia headquarters was a beautiful place.
'Heh, I got lost in this forest once. Of course, that was up north, near Florence,' Fran thought happily, before sighing, 'it's a real bummer that this place was burnt down in my time...'
Fran slowed down once he got in a more urban area, and looked every which way for a building that 'resembled an observatory', as the description went. Seeing something that seemed like it could be it, he increased the speed, grinning when he came up to the building. He stopped the airbike and made way up to the building, prepared to be attacked. He opened the door with causion, but he was caught off guard when a gas flowed out of the door. He accidentally breathed in the strange air, and blacked out.
Fran opened his eyes and looked about the room he was in. He was firmly locked in a chair, all of his rings removed. A man stepped forth.
"You are from the future, aren't you? We've heard. And we're going to make you spill everything!"
Fran smirked. "Looks like I've gotten myself in a real pinch."
-End Chapter
Naw crud. I rushed it. HOW ABOUT THAT? A SHORT CHAPTER PLUS A CLIFFHANGER!
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