Author's Note: Ok so my latest chapter for The Rising Storm is up so go check that out. Now my goal is to get this chapter out before Christmas as a present for you people. I'm going to take a leaf out of Underworld's book. True vampires can watch the memories and experiences of the people that they suck blood from. Since outer Moka isn't her true self, she hasn't experienced that with Tsukune. Inner Moka would be able to do this because she is the true self. Let's get started then.
Andrew stood in his ODST armor in a stark white room. He had no memory of how he got there or why he was there. Suddenly one wall came to life and he began to watch his life play out. He watched himself grow up and play with his friends. Everything he had done in his childhood, the good, and the bad. The promise to be with his childhood sweetheart to the end of time. He watched again as his family was cut down before him by the Covenant before the transport lifted off. He watched as the transport that was carrying his childhood sweatheart get blown out of the sky by a Covenant crusier. Then watched them glass his planet again, and his sadness and despair turn into hatred and anger. Him joining the UNSC and his training, his revenge turning into a need to protect others from what he had endured, and his first missions against the Covenant.
He finally understood what was happening, he was dead and he was being judged. Eventually it culminated in his defiance of the Covenant and his activation of the FURY TACNUKE. Him waking and helping the girl, Mizore, and his fight with the other girls and the guy. Then the kick the silver haired girl hit him with, the one that killed him.
The wall turned back to its original stark white and he waited. Eventually, a seam appeared on one of the walls and a door opened. He turned to the sound of the door and went to attention. In walked the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Pure swan wings protruded from her back and a golden halo floated above her head. She walked up to him and not knowing what to do he fell back on his military training. He saluted her then remembered something Marines used to say back during Earths Second World War. "Another Marine reporting for duty ma'am, I've served my time in Hell." he said with a straight face. She stopped right in front of him "At ease Corporal." she said. Her voice sounded like thousands of song birds were singing together. He dropped the salute and went to parade rest.
She put her hand on his shoulder "You have been through so much at such a young age. You truly are a strong willed and selfless man Andrew." she said. A look of sadness crossed her eyes "But you're not done yet." she said. He stood there for a moment "What do you mean, I'm not done yet?" he asked. She gently pulled him to the same wall that had shown him his life. The wall rippled and he was looking at his body with Mizore crouched over it. He also saw all the others and a man in white robes with a cross on his chest. His mouth was moving, so Andrew assumed that he was talking to the girls. "It truly pains me to say that you still have obligations on Earth. Believe me, when I say you have more than earned your place here, but someone down there still needs you." she continued. Andrew could hear the sadness and the regret coming from her voice, so he knew that she was telling the truth. He then watched as the silver haired woman came over to his body and bit into it. He felt the pain in his neck and began to feel light headed. The angel caught him as he started to fall and gently laid him down on the floor. Andrew was slowly losing consciousness but he fought through to ask one question. "What happened after I left Reach?" he asked. The angel looked down on him and smiled "Because of your sacrifice, the UNSC was able to end the war. Your time and friends are safe." she said. He nodded and closed his eyes.
Sanaron watched as Andrew slowly disappeared from the room. She stood and walked out of the room. She knew He wouldn't be happy she had told Andrew how his own time had turned out, but she felt confident He would understand her reasons. She felt so horrible, denying him his place in heaven, even if it was to help others. She turned back to the room and closed the door. The next time Andrew was there, it would be when he was to join them.
Andrew slowly opened his eyes and looked at a white ceiling. For just a moment, he thought he was still in the Judgment room. But turning his head he saw that he was in a hospital of some kind. His chest felt numb for some reason so he looked down. Mizore was asleep with her head on her hands and her hands on his chest. Knowing the pain he was supposed to be in he, welcomed the numbing effect she had. He tried to move his legs but pain shot through him and he let out a groan of pain before he could stop it. Mizore stirred and looked into his eyes, tears of joy flowed from them and she pulled him into an embrace. He grunted in pain as he was pulled in but as she pushed her body up against his the numbing effect spread. "I thought I lost you." she said softly. He chuckled which turned into a grimace when the pain hit him. "You'll find I'm not that easy to kill." he said.
She looked back up at him and smiled. "How long?" he asked. "Seven days." she replied. He leaned back into the pillows and let out a gust of air. He then became aware of his stomach grumbling loudly. 'The last time I ate was at least nine days ago.' he thought. Mizore looked at him when she heard his stomach yelling that it wanted fed and giggled. Andrew smiled sheepishly and shrugged. "I'll be right back." she said. She got up and left the room, when she did the numbing effect left his body and he could feel how sore he really was. He gritted his teeth and waited for Mizore to return.
When she did so she had a tray and the other girls and the boy from before accompanied her. He tensed for a moment, but then he realized A) they could have killed him any time they wanted and B) there was nothing he could do about it anyway. He gratefully and eagerly accepted the tray of food and began wolfing it down (Major Pain style). When he finished they all looked at him weirdly. Then he noticed something, the pink haired girl wasn't with them. "Where's pinky?" he asked. They all looked in confusion at him "You mean Moka?" asked the brown haired boy. Andrew nodded. "She's outside." said boobs. Andrew looked at her and the name was the perfect match for her. Besides the blue hair, the other most noticeable feature was her incredible bust. If he had to guess, they were at least the size of his head or small watermelons.
The brown haired boy looked at her then looked back at Andrew. "I think introductions are in order." he said. "She's Kurumu, she's Yukari, you already met Mizore, I'm Tsukune, and Moka is outside." he said pointing to each of them in turn. "I'm a succubus." Kurumu said. "I'm a witch." Yukari said. "I'm a Yuki-onna." Mizore said. "Moka's a vampire." Tsukune finished. Andrew raised his eyebrow at what they all said and how Tsukune conviently left out what monster he was. "I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that you all are a type of creature." Andrew said slowly. Kurumu perked up "Yep." she said. Andrew looked at Tsukune and saw him shift uncomfortalby, though it was such a small gesture that he almost missed it. "So what happened when I died." Andrew said leaning back onto his pillows. They all looked at each other, then back at him. "It's kinda a long story." said Tsukune. Andrew clasped his hands behind his head "I'm not planning on going anywhere." he said.
One week ago
Andrew had just fallen into a pool of his own blood. Mizore was crying and turned to the group of friends "If he dies, I'll kill you all." she said through the tears. Inner Moka smirked "He'll be fine, I didn't hit him that hard." she said. "Against a monster, no you didn't hit him that hard and he would be fine." said a voice that made all of them jump. Turning to face the voice they all gasped. "Headmaster!" they all cried. His face was grim "However, against a human, a kick like that would prove fatal." he continued.
Realization dawned on all of them. Moka froze and turned back to the prone figure with the ice woman over him. She couldn't fathom the fact that she had killed someone, let alone a human. She had managed to avoid killing, settling for knocking them out. "If you don't want to incur the wrath of the ice woman, you are going to have to save him. You know how Moka." he said. She nodded gravely and started walking toward the two prone figures. Mizore stood quickly and crouched into a fighting stance but Moka waved her off "If you want him to live you'll get out of my way." she said. She was still shaken up but her façade was back in force. She stooped over him and sank her teeth into his neck and began to inject her blood into him.
An explosion of images, emotions, and sensations assaulted her mind. She watched him make his promise and grow into a young man. She then watched in horror as his family was cut down in front of him, then later the ship that carried the girl he had made the promise to, be destroyed. Then everything that had happened to him and he had done for three years. All the blood, death, and destruction that the aliens caused. Then his selfless sacrifice at Reach, and his appearance before Mizore. How he had protected her and killed Okuto. Then his fight with her and his final thoughts.
She could no longer stand seeing these memories and pulled away from him. She wiped her mouth and stumbled away, slumping up against a tree. Her brain was still trying to make sense of what she had witnessed when she felt a presence behind her. Tsukune had come over with a worried expression on his face. "Moka?" he asked. Her façade had been completely shattered by what she had seen and a single tear glinted on her face. Tsukune was shocked to say the least. Inner Moka never showed any other emotion besides anger and pridefulness. She slowly stood and pulled him into an embrace and buried her face in his chest. "Don't ever leave me Tsukune." she said softly trying to hold back more tears. Tsukune was utterly dumbfounded; he had never seen her act this way, ever. "What happened?" he asked but Moka could only shake her head.
They carried Andrew to the infirmary and laid him down on one of the beds. Mizore refused to leave his side the entire week that he was unconscious. So she stayed in the infirmary, sleeping there, eating there and only leaving to use the restroom. Then he had woken up.
Present Day
Outer Moka still had no idea what had caused Inner Moka to break like she did but it terrified her. Inner Moka was always the strong one, always winning the fights that they got into and she was broken by what she had seen in Andrew's memories. She was utterly terrified of Andrew if he could do that to Inner Moka. She was also terrified of his reaction to her if she entered his room. After all she was the one who had put him there in the first place. "I need to talk to him." Inner Moka said. Outer Moka nodded and entered the infirmary.
Tsukune turned when he heard the door to the infirmary open "Moka, I was wondering when you'd…" he started. "She needs to talk to him, alone." she said, interrupting Tsukune. Tsukune was stunned for a moment then looked at Andrew. "I'll be fine." he said nodding. Mizore tried to protest but Andrew silenced her with a look. They all left and as Tsukune did he pulled off the rosary around Moka's neck.
The room shook with her transformation and the sky darkened. Inner Moka stood where Outer Moka had just moments before. She looked at Andrew and he looked at her. "Normally I would thank you for saving my life, however seeing as you put me here in the first place, I think I'll skip it." he said. He didn't say it cruelly he was just recounting the facts. Normally she would have snapped back with a cutting remark but she remained silent. She walked up to the window and placed her hands on the window sill. He watched her cross the room and noticed that when she stopped at the window sill, she was shaking. "How do you do it?" she asked a tremor in her voice. "Do what?" he asked back, raising an eyebrow. She turned to face him "How do you live with the pain?" she asked, clarifying herself. Andrew was suddenly suspicious "What are you talking about?" he asked coolly. Moka hung her head "I've seen your memories. We vampires are able to see and experience everything that a person has experienced by drinking their blood. When I injected you with my blood…" she shuddered, all the images starting to come back.
Andrew nodded "To answer your question, you pray that their sacrifice was not in vain and you take solace in the fact that they are in a better place. You also take heart in the fact that one more day you fight, means that everyone else has one more day to get to safety." he said. Moka could only look at him "We vampires are a proud race. We are born knowing that we are the strongest people in the world, and you have humbled me." she said. "Everything you have done, you've done it for others. Never once asking for reward or recognition. You have fought creatures that would put some S-class monsters to shame. You have earned my respect, Andrew, and please accept my most humble apologies." she said. She stepped over to the door and left, the room grew lighter and Andrew assumed that Moka had sealed herself again. 'I'm going to have some explaining to do.' he thought 'But for now I'm going to sleep.' he laid his head on his pillows and instantly fell asleep.
Back at the cliff a four fingered hand slammed down and clentched the dirt.
Author's Note: I'm probably going to get some flames from the Moka fans out there, but hear me out. In all reality, how would you react if you got a glimpse into someone's mind and you had no context for what you were seeing? You would probably act just like Moka. Another thing Moka has never killed before, so that wouldn't bother her so much. But the sheer amount of killing and the complete disregard for noncombatants would probably upset even a vampire. Now what she saw was only the last three years of the war. Imagine if she had gotten her hands on someone who had lived through all 27 years of the war. Now add on top of that if she had gotten her hands on someone like Chief. I'm just saying before you kill me, give it some thought. Anyway, I got this out before Christmas so I'm happy. Maybe I'll get a new chapter for The Rising Storm up before Christmas as well. Review as you see fit.