Tadahhh...! I present you fellow readers with two chapters..
I'm really sorry for the late update because I had been confine by a disease called " writer's block". Added, that I'm really busy with my college life.
But don't worry I'll continue it. Because Ms. PessiMystique is at your service.. Though, I cannot promise any specific dates for my chapters to be updated.
Reality is indeed so harsh~~~ xd
Also these chapters are entitled " Enkindle " , part 1 – the red's side and part 2 – the blue's side.
This chapter figures around Yata, getting a glimpse of his character and hoping I'm not making him OC-isshh. I was kind of confident that I could capture his character.
If you have read K - memory of red you will understand Yata's problem better...
I borrowed the bold phrases from the chapter titled " Into the Cellar" in the manga.
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She unwinds the bandage around her right arm. Where the printed scorch marks mar against her pale flesh.
It was swelling in red.
It was earned after fighting against a particular brat - a noisy one at that.
Using her left arm, her finger tips trailed at the flushed surface. It was lightly bruising but wasn't harmful in any way. It was just a small pinch of pain.
" Who the hell are you ? "
That deep, catatonic voice drawled into her mind.
She was infuriated upon recalling her thoughts from back then.
"Run, run , run... I need to be far away as possible..."
Those where her relieved chants "...To be far away from that person... "
What was that feeling that she could not comprehend? It was somewhat overwhelming. And most of all it made her feel ashamed and at the same time inferior.
"..Is seems that you're having a problem, again? "
She snapped her head to the back and was met by a solid wall. Her expression faded into a silent glum, hiding the pang of pain.
What was she thinking? Of course, there was no one there...
"Want me to lend a hand? "
"You don't need to worry. You're never alone and you know that right? "
"We're always here for you... "
Those voices were just illusions. They are just missing pieces from long ago. It was something that she needs to grow out of.
"I need to get use to this soon.. "
Chapter 3 : Enkindle Red
The citizens were drove into a panic frenzy, as sudden explosions ignited within the shopping district.
Their screams roared within the area. Their footsteps stampede like an active earthquake.
" What the hell is going on here? "
She was swept along the panic-stricken crowd and eventually strode out somewhere in a parking area. The vehicles were tumbled over and half-burn in the almost ruined pavement.
" Wwwaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.."
Turning over her shoulder, she saw a little boy crying underneath a dented lamppost. The lamppost began to topple as its head was about to crash unto the child.
Swiftly she leap towards the little boy, causing them to roll away just in time as the lamppost crash unto the ground leaving a large crack. She couldn't imagine what would have happen if she didn't move on time.
" Are you okay? "
The child only responded a loud cry, as he snuggles against her shirt. Reluctantly, she tried to reach the child's head combing the stresses of his hair and began patting its head gently to try and calm him down.
" So.. " she said dubiously, pulling the child in her arms in an awkward embrace " By any chance you got seperated? "
The child sniffled, rubbing his eyes out as he nodded sheepishly " I.. I w-want my mama.."
" I- I see" Then she put the child down to his feet, while she reach out an open palm; rather hesitantly " Then let's try and go look for her"
The child didn't hesitate and agreed with an upbeat nod. The little child grabs hold half of her fingers that was encase by his small hand.
It was a bit strange, but the kind of strange that she wouldn't call unpleasant.
" Everybody get away quick! "
" This way.. "
The red clan was helping the citizens fled for safety. This was part of their responsibility as it resides on their territory. More likely, a gesture of concern from the helpless citizens. Though, the sudden ignitions make it hard for them to assist properly as it delayed a problematic intrusion.
" Damn ! Where the hell does those explosion come from? " Yata scowled, propping his skateboard to the ground as his sharp eyes trailed at the essence of searing that looped inside the haze of shattered rooftops. Trying to configure something out from the hazy trails that dented among the leftover ruins.
" Yata-san we need to get out of here quickly " Kamamoto panted heavily from a long run as he pressed the vanguard to leave.
Ignoring his companion, Yata victoriously snickered with brimming confidence as he spotted the culprit behind all this. " Hah! I found you... "
He then slides across the ground and manoeuvre towards the rooftops. In his heated pace leaves a trail of scorching marks in its wake.
" Wait Yata-san.. "
Kusanagi-san's going to be piss.
The burly member thought with a sigh, hunching his shoulder down.
The strain hid beneath a store awning, sitting at the platform of a shattered glass window. He was twirling the ends of his ruffled hair and was giddily humming a tone.
Being rifled with his mood swings, he raised an arm and triggers a line of explosions causing a chain of reaction. The parked vehicles blew one after the other, like being toppled by a line of dominoes. If one falls then the other will follow.
The strain was amused with himself. He was blessed to see the sight of explosions everywhere causing the turmoil of others.
Hissing sounds ringed from his left ear, feeling the heat near his cheek. The strain turns and saw flickering flames that glowered in his peripherals.
The red flames slammed against the broken window and thoroughly burnt it. As the strain somersaulted backward and landed on top of an upturn vehicle.
" You.. "
The red flames dance in his peripherals and finally understood that the flames were revered unto a person.
" I wasn't expecting you reds to show up..Now beat it " The strain shooed him, gesturing away with the flick of his fingers " Because I'm only interested in the blues, got it!? "
The strain's comment spurted irritation on the vanguard, as his flames envelop in his entire body. " Don't you dare underestimate HOMRA"
The strain raised both his hands causing a multiple strikes of explosions. The vanguard dodge them all easily, as his red aura coincide with the escape heat that had protected him. They clashed head on, in the spur of heating ground; ignition against flames with a complementing feat.
" I wasn't really looking down on you reds " The strain insisted, still producing some ignitions were the vanguard missed them all out " In fact were on the same boat here.."
" Huh? What the hell are you talking about? "The vanguard suddenly stops, still maintaining his guard as the strain retracts his hands away.
" I mean you reds and blues are archenemies, right ? " The strain shoved his hands to his pockets, refraining the vanguard to attack " Your just a bunch of rebels that are against the order of the law. And you reds wanted to prove your point by creating destruction. I heard HOMRA is good at causing trouble "
" Your wrong! It's not like that we bare our pride in the name of.."
The strain laughed, cutting his sentence off " Pride.. What pride? Does a bunch of thugs like you even have one?" The strain then smug at him, poking out his tongue mockingly " Face it things like pride doesn't mean anything to people like us. "
That's so stupid...
His fist was clenched tightly, almost turning into a pale color. He gnawed his teeth almost cracking in his jaws.
There goes your pride
The boiling rage that receded within him finally snapped. While his red aura flickered brightly as his flames rouse higher. Dyeing the surrounding area in the blazing deep read that held his pride.
Mi-sa-ki..
The intense heat wavered within the radius that was emitted by Yata – which she recalled .
" What the hell is that brat thinking? "
Her eyes peaks through the broken glassed window were she had saw the fight between Yata and that person – the cause of the commotion.
" Onee-san.. "
Her eyes then shifted towards the little boy who was sitting on her lap. She blinked, then decided patting his head once more which effectively soothed him.
"Don't worry everything will be fine.. " she dubiously continue in thought ..I hope..
Whatever that person was blabbering about it had provoke Yata.
The heat was intense that she felt the bandages around her arms and stomach pelting away. The child shuffled too much in her lap and despite her discomfort. The child was now gasping for air as sweat trickled across his forehead and had a hard time coping with the temperature.
" O-onee-san.. ? "
She had no choice and hoists the child within her arms and started carrying him away.
" Don't worry I'll keep you in a safe place. "
The battle was one-sided as they counter each other in sync.
" I told you that we're alike" The strain grin, directing another hit of explosions as he leap forward " We even fight alike.."
"Shut the fuck up! "
Flickering red strings shoot from the skies which shock the both of them. The strings twinge in flames as it landed, causing the strain to withdraw from the fight and disappear among the half-wrecked buildings.
" Yata that's enough!"
Homra's second-in-command appeared with a hand shove to his pocket and a snapped lighter on his other hand. A cigarette stuck out from his deep frown as the lighter flickered a spark while puffing a smoke in the air.
"Kusanagi-san ?! " The vanguard was shocked, but look away when the second-in-command glower at him; very furious.
" Scepter 4 is going to handle this situation were leaving.." The third-in-command ordered, all seriousness in his voice. Which prompted the vanguard to not retort back and shut his mouth.
But just the name of the blues, ump his distress but he complied as strings of flames flickered around him. Weaving into thin slashes that almost struck his feet; almost scorching his toes. It was evident that the second-in-command was not limited to control his anger. He was seriously angry.
" Let's go Yata! "
Yata gulps, feeling scared as he will soon face the bartender's wrath.