Well… the second chapter is kinda fast… but it's still bad isn't it?
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Chapter 2
Engagement?
Dharc Woke up with a sharp pain on his head
He's lying on a bed, wearing nothing but his pants. All of his body are covered in bandage. Especially at his stomach and right hand.
"What? What happened?" Dharc's trying register his mind, he feels a bit dizzy. He touched the back of his head and realized that his head's also covered in bandages.
"Oh right… those bastard beat me…." He thought. Dharc tried to move his body, but it seems like he'll need some more time to move it.
Dharc look up, He's not in his room, The wall and the ceiling are painted light green, complete with a picture of a forest and birds. He also didn't have any bed this soft and comfy in his room. And this place smells really nice. His room feels like a garbage dump compared to this room.
Dharc trying to see more of his surrounding, The first one he see is his familiar meda bat, sleeping near him, at the left side of his head. Right at the corner of the bed. Dharc smiled looking at his loyal companion. He would love to pat his head if he can. After a moment, he realized that there's someone else besides his familiar.
Sleeping besides medabat, He saw a sleeping girl with a light green hair, tied with a dark green ribbon that suit her so much. She's sitting on the floor while her hand is holding his left hand. She's companied by a little green dragon who's also sleeping besides her and medabat.
" Wynn..." He whispered. He look throught out of her, her eyes are swollen, and there's still a single drop of tears in the corner of her eyes. She must be really worried until she cried so hard last night.
"Did she... hold my hand all night?" Dharc smiled at her with joy, he feels so happy, happy that there's someone who care for him. So happy that he even forget about all of his wound and pain.
He forced his body up, while still carefully trying to not wake her up. Ignoring all the sharp pain from all over his body. His feets reach the floor, and with a single push, he forced his wounded body to stand. He almost fall again, but he succeded to hold his body standing.
Dharc looking at wynn, He carefully placing his left hand on her leg and his broken right to her back. Letting her head leaned toward his chest. He did it really carefully, because he's afraid that he might be disturbed her sleep .
After successfully placing his hands on position, he lift up wynn's body. She might be light, but it's still a huge burden to his wounded body. Especially when his right hand bones are brokem to pieces.
After a bit effort to lift her body, Dharc put her on the bed and cover her with a blanked gently. All of that while forcing his broken body, the pain from all of his wound should be so painfull that even an adult man will cry. But he didn't mind at all. He used to pain, he grow up with it. But it's still painfull to see his beloved crying.
He touched her soft cheek and wipe her tears. She's so beautifull. Even more than an angel. Not like he ever seen one. But she's just so beautifull.
"Man… if I'm a normal man i might have trying to do something funny to her now….Well… luckily I'm not…."
Dharc look around, it's not the first time he visited her room, but it's still make him anxious. It's smell nice , just like her, the white furniture placed around really match her light green wall. On her table there's a lot of book, arranged neatly. Wynn love to write a story, but she never let Dharc to see it. He wants to peek a little, but she'll get angry if she found out, so he decided to not looking.
Dharc enjoyed being in her room. It feels comfortable and calming.
"Wait, why did I'm here in the first place?" He wondered, realizing that he's in one of his loves room, wearing nothing except his pants, and bandages. He's wounded, yes. But why in her room?
Dharc decided to not asking anymore and walk to the door quietly.
At the corner of the room, his robe and shirt was hanging neatly. The holes from the battle in his shirt and robe had been stitched up. It's done really nicely They're almost look like new.
" …. She even wash and iron it…. You're going to be a really good wife Wynn…" Dharc thought as he wear them.
As he reach the door knob, he heard wynn's mumbling something in her sleep.
"Dharc -san… please…. Don't die…. Dharc….san…." She mumbled while her tears started to flow her body also shaking
Dharc felt guilt, he vows to make them happy, but now? She's crying, and to make it worse, she cried because of him. How could he?
He rushed back to her side, and touched her cheek with his left hand.
"I won't die… I promise…. So… please… don't cry… "
Wynn calmed down a bit and smiled. It seems as if her nightmare disappear and replaced with a happy one.
"sweet dreams, my beloved…. " Dharc looked at her sleeping face one more, giving her a kiss on her forehead and turn back to the door, deciding to go before she wakes up.
Dharc looking at the time magician shaped clock on the living room, it's still midnight.
"Midnight? Wait…. How long did I fainted exactly?" He wondered.
"You're sleeping for 3 days straight….." A Dark and intimidating sound roared from behind his back.
Dharc instictly raises his hands toward the sound and get ready for battle. Staring at the dark corridor that connecting the living room with other rooms. Ready to shot up a dark magic to anything come out.
There's a silence for a moment. Only the ticking sounds of the cock heard.
"To make you end up like that, the enemy must be strong aren't they?" This timeThe sounds is coming from his right side. Dharc quickly turn to his right, ready to shot his dark core. But there's nothing there.
"Not Really…. They're win just because of they're outnumbered me…" Dharc said while still in alert.
" Funny hearing that from someone who always win just because of his traps…." The sounds coming from his back again. But Dharc didn't turn around this time.
"Shut up! Shut Up! Shut Up! I'm tired of your game! CAIUSS-SAN!" Dharc screamed while shoting a dark core from his hand to the corridor.
The moment the Dark core touch the shadow, it's exploding and disappeared without a sound, countered by another dark core.
"Sorry then…. But still, your dark core just getting stronger and stronger you know?" A gigantic man in armour appeared from the dark corridor. He wear a black armour that covered him from head to toes. His red eyes shines from behind it, combined with the horned helmet, and the spiked shoulder pad. He looks a lot like a demon. Not to mention the dark aura surrounding him and that deep dark voice of his. Everyone who meet him will think he is a evil villain, some kind of dark lord or a demon.
"Yours too, Caiuss-san…. I know you're holding back! A lot….!" Dharc said, letting a sigh of annoyance.
"Well, If I were too serious Doradio will be able to detect me,…. And you know what will happen…" Caiuss looked a bit anxious when he mentioned doradio's name.
"Well.. we are all know about your relationship with her…. So…. Go straight to the point!"
"It's about your enemy from yesterday…"
"….. let me guess… they're a bad news?"
"In a way…. Only for you thought…" Caiuss said, while scratching the back of his head.
"What do you mean by that..?" Dharc asked, a bit confused by Caiuss words.
" …. well… how should I say it… Congratulation for your engagement…."
"MY WHAT?!" Dharc almost screamed in shock, but still managed to keep his voice down. It's normal for him to get an enemy with his fighting routine, but an engagement?
"Keep your voice down!" Caiuss almost shouting in panic, after looking around nervously he looked back at Dharc "Well, it's not official yet, and I'm still negotiating with them… you know about the archfiend right?"
"well… they're a notable clan that live in the darkworld? "
" Yes! And…. Your enemy last time was one of their generals …but the problem is… after your fight with them, Their King admired your strength and decided that you're a strong male that needed in their clan or so they said, not to mention you're also a dark attribute like them. And So…. he demand you to marry his daughter… or war!"
" THEY WHAAAAAT? " This time Dharc can't hold back his voice.
"I told you to keep your voice down! She will hear it! AAAAAh! Forget it! She's coming! I can't let her see me! See you next time Dharc!" Caiuss said panickly. He let out a card and throw it. As soon as the card hit the shadow, a magic portal opened.
"Wait! Wait! Wait! Explain to me more! Don't leave me hanging here! This is a huge disaster to my love life you know?!"
"We're still negotiating with them! I'll tell you more later! I'm just here to visit…" He said as he disappeared into the magic portal.
" …. In other word you're bored…." Dharc sighed looking at the magic portal where Caiuss disappeared.
Just after the magic portal dissapeared, a young woman appeared from the dark corridor. She's beautifull, so much that maybe half of those who approached this place were actually want to propose her. Her blond hair shines even in this dark night. She wear a white and blue robe that cover most of her body. She also a weird shaped hat that look like a seashell and star on it's front. Her gorgeous and motherly figure is visible even from behind her thick clothing. Just like an angel herself.
"Doradio-sensei… " Dharc called her name, feeling a bit guilty.
Doradio looked at him, she's sweating a lot. She looks like she was running with all her strength here.
Doradio are the charmers teacher, she's the priestess of elements that control all elements, except for darkness. She teach all the charmers how to control their attribute, even Dharc. But being unable to control darkness, Doradio can only teach him the basic. She also teach them normal lesson like math, Duel Monsters history, and Dueling.
"Dharc? You're awake… thank goodness." she said as she rushed toward Dharc and hug him tightly.
"Sorry…. I was careless…" Dharc said as he hug her back
Doradio always know about Dharc's routine at night, and she's supporting him. She even help to heal his wound sometimes, Helping him to sneak out or covering him when the other charmers are searching for him. She also let him sleep throught out her lesson, because she know how hard and tiring his night routine. Dharc is a genius after all, so he didn't need a lot of time to learn.
After a moment of embracing each other, Doradio release the hug, looking straight at Dharc. You can see she's relieved, happy and angry at the same time.
"Dharc… I know that I gave you a special permition to get outside at night… and I know what have you been doing. But didn't I tell you before!" She said, both of her hands are holding his cheek. So he can't looking away.
"If you think you can't win, run! I know…. But look! I win!" Dharc said, looking back at her without any regret in his eyes " I do get wounded… but I win!"
Doradio looked at his determination and smiled gently.
"That's my Dharc…." Doradio said, moving her hand from his cheek to his head and caress his hair as a praise " But promised me one thing…. Even thought you can win, but if you're going to be heavily wounded, RUN! You don't want to make your beloved crying over you again, right? They're really worried you know?"
Even thought their age different were not that much, Doradio has always care for the charmers. So much that she's more like a mother than their teacher. And the charmers already treat her as one.
"…. Yes… I know… I promised…." Dharc agreeing, but Dharc turned his head a bit, so he can't see her face directly. He promised, but who knows what will happen in the future? Who knows where and when he'll be in a another death match ?
Doradio smiled at him and kiss his forehead. "That's a promise!" She released her hug and move to hold his hand, "so…. How's a hot chocolate sounds? You must be really hungry after skipping your meals 9 times right?"
"well…a glass won't hurt…" Dharc replied. "And make it extra sweet!"
"Why not?" Doradio giggled, and take him to the kitchen, hand by hand.
From other people perspective. They might be Look like a normal big sister and her little brother, except they're not.
In a dark place of eternal night. Where eternal lightning and storm replacing the sun.
At the centre of the waste land there's a huge black castle. Covered by dark fog, and thunder clouds.
In front of a black castle, there's An army of fiends. All prepared for war. Just with a single order, those bloodthirst yet loyal fiends will even destroy a country.
Up in the main tower, Inside the dark throne room, sit a gigantic fiend, carrying a big sword in his hand. He's Surrounded by some others fiends at his sides. In front of him, a single fiend, bowing his head to him, he looked anxious and sweating a lot.
"Please Forgive my failure My Lord, we would have succeeded in invading the doradio mansion if only that boy didn't interfere. But rest assured, we'll surely succeded next time…" The general said, while still bowing, to afraid to face his king directly.
" I don't want to hear your excuse! And I don't care about that mansion anymore!" The king roared in annoyance, covering the general in fear " Besides… I have found something much more interesting, General…. "
" Something…. Interesting…?" The general asked in confusion.
"Dharc the dark charmer…." The King whispered
"Please forgive my rudeness My Lord, but This Dharc… I know that he's indeed strong and talented, but is he really worth that much? To marrying your daughter to a mere human? And even war?"
"You dare to question my decision?" he roared, throwing the general back a few inch.
"Of course not, my lord! Please forgive my rudeness!" The general said, while trembling in fear.
"I want him! His ability to charm any dark attribute monsters sure is tempting…. And he's strong enough to fight hand to hand with my army…. But it's not his true worth!"
"true… worth?"
"I can see it! I can see his true value! It's so grand! So sickening! I even wondering why you people can't see it! AND I WANT IT! No matter what the cost!"
"Th-then why didn't we just crush them, and take him by force?"
"Use your head abit you fool! I would love to, But He's under that Bastard Caiuss protection!" He said in irritated tone
"Caiuss? As in One of the seven kings? Caiuss the shadow monarch, The ruler of the darkworld?"
"Yes, he's the one general…." an archfiend, looked like a prime minister that stand besides the king explained "We're about equal in term of political power and army's strength… but just imagine, if even just one of other monarch helping him…. ".
"we might be got annihilated…" The general said in shock.
"That's right! Even if I'm willing to sacrifice all of my soldier against him, but with just a little help, we might be destroyed. And despite his looks that bastard has a quite number of friends… If we attack them first, our chance to win are really slim… so war is just a backup plan"
"As expected from our king…. You're really wise!" The prime minister said, praising the king.
"HAHAHAHA! Who do you think you're talking to? OF COURSE I AM!" His laugh echoing throughout the castle. " But that's not all… once we get our hand on the Dark Charmer and his power, we'll attack them… We'll crush every single one of them! Caiuss! Doradio! The Monarch! With the dark charmer and our army there's nothing to afraid anymore!"
The Archfiend inside the throne are all shaking, imagining all the massacre and blood bath that they'll soon enjoy. If Dharc doesn't come, there will be war, and even if he does come, there will be war. There will be war even if he come or not. The difference is just hard or easy killing. They just can't stop shaking in excitement.
The King stand up from his throne and walk toward the balcony. Facing his army of fiends, all cheering to the presence of their king.
"HAHAHAHAHA! LISTEN WELL YOU WORMS! 1 MONTH FROM NOW! I WILL HOLD A WEDDING CEREMONY FOR MY DAUGHTER ! AND! IF THE GROOM DIDN'T COME…. WE'LL CRUSH THEM AND TAKE HIM WITH FORCE! WE'LL SNATCH HIM! FOR THE GLORY OF PANDEMONIUM!" The king roared as he raised his sword.
"FOR THE GLORY OF PANDEMONIUM!" Shouted all the soldier outside in synch. Followed by the archfiends inside the throne room. Much to the King delight.
They love to see blood, They love war, they love to fight, they love to kill, They'll gladly die in the battle fields, They are the archfiends.
At the corner of the room, Unnoticed by the archfiends, a little fiend accompanied by a fiendish crimson bear is listening to the conversation. She's still small, maybe around The charmers age.
As the adults archfiends are shouting, she whispered.
"Dharc… the dark charmer…"