Shiek927: I am glad that Dany thought that my stories were good enough to send you to me for! Anyway, I try to make my stories serious and believable while still having htem be fun. The problem with the first one was, as Dany told me, it ws to much new information to fast, which is why I am doing this story. I will be re-writing Raki of the East as a sequal to this story, but that story will be getting revamped to actually be decent and not an embaressment.

N0mster: Thank you, I am glad that you like my Raki. I think that his attitude works considering how we see him after the timeskip in cannon, and what we see of him before it. I just kinda meshed the two together to get my Raki, lol. Thank you for pointing out those errors. Once I find them, I will correct them.

Nanbuflare: I am pleased you like it so much, but I totally recommend going and readying Dany le fou's stories. They are mostly crack fics, but very well written (for crack fics, you can only be just so serious and correct with those, after all) and funny as hell. As for Renee and Luciela, you're wrong about them being sisters. Rafaela is her sister. The rest you go mostly right. They were the first attempt at Alicia and Beth, but Rafaela lost control of Luciela, who escaped and became Luciela of the South.

DemonRaily: I'm glad you like it, and I try to avoid overdramtatic romantic scenes where possible, but there are also times where declarations of love are necessary or appropriate. Or both.

Chad001: I know, I kinda like her too, but it would cause a lot of issues later on in the story. Besides, who knows, maybe she will show up later…muahahahaha! Yes, Renee's faith will cause problems, but as you see almost right away in this chapter, she is feeling conflicted about that loyalty. As she should.

Sable1212: Technically, she won't be the first, but she won't be the last either lol.

Niciasofahnmik: thank you, and here I am…continuing…lol!

THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO DANY LE FOU! I THANK HIM FOR ALL THE HELP HE HAS GIVEN TO ME!

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Silver Eyed Angel

Chapter 3

Tassle and Tears

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Staff, Organization Headquarters, Council Chambers. Two Days after the Events of the Last Chapter.

"Report, number 6." The voice of the leader of the Organizatio, Rimuto, commanded, and Renee saluted. She had been summoned by the Organization's Council of Elders almost as soon as her preliminary report had been filed upon her return to Headquarters.

"Sir, during my standard patrols in the west, I felt a Youma's presence, and decided to eliminate it, as is my duty. I would have billed the town afterwards, of course." She said, making sure to add the part about payment even if she likely wouldn't have. "However, enroute to the town I felt the Youma's youki flare and then vanish, as if it was attacked and slain."

"There is nothing special about this, number 6. One of your comrades killed it, so I fail to see why we are here." Another voice came from the shadows, and Renee shook her head slightly.

"Sir, I was the only warrior in the area." She corrected him respectfully, and she heard the Council rustle slightly. "I increased my pace, and found that the Youma had been slain by a human male, about twenty years of age. His name was Raki."

"Was this boy Raki blonde, and have a slight western accent?" a voice Renee recognized to be that of Rubel, an Organization controller, asked before the Council could speak. Renee nodded slowly, and Rubel continued. "Was the town Douga, and did he say anything about his home?"

"Yes, sir. He called Douga his home town, sir." Renee confirmed, unsure of why he was asking, and Rubel started to laugh. That laughter disturbed her greatly, for some reason, especially when coupled with his apparent for-knowledge of who Raki was.

"Speak, Rubel. What amuses you so?" Rimuto demanded, and Rubel's laughter tapered off.

"Simply put, Raki is the human boy that accompanied the former #47. You know the one I mean, of course? Well, he is the one who kept her from Awakening in Rabona. It appears he survived the North after all, and now he can kill Youma. Was there anything else, #6?"

Renee's eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly as she looked at Rubel. So, Rubel had known Raki and the mysterious Clare from before? Interesting, she would have to ask Raki about the man in black the next time she saw him. If she ever saw him again. She hoped she did, at any rate. She thought hard about how to answer. She didn't like what was going on, and was really regretting making her report, but she had no idea how much the Council knew from their spies. If she was executed for betraying the Council, then she couldn't see Raki again. That reason in and of itself was enough to convince her to tell the truth. Perhaps she could manipulate her words for a favorable outcome?

"Sir, yes sir. He was accompanied by a little girl, who I at first thought was human, but it was revealed that she is Priscilla, an incredibly powerful Awakened." Renee spoke after a long moment, and the Council rustled again. "He claims to have been her company for years, and that she has never fed from a human during that time. When we were leaving Douga, she sensed Riful of the West lying in wait for me, and flared her Youki. I was almost rendered unconscious by her aura, and Riful retreated immediately. It was also implied by the conversation that Raki and Priscilla have a good and personal relationship with Isley of the North."

There, now maybe they will leave Raki and Priscilla be now that they know Priscilla scares Riful, and that Isley would come to their aid. Renee thought to herself hopefully

"Well, this is interesting. And how did this Priscilla act during your time with them, #6?" Dae asked, and she cocked her head to the side as she considered it. The question didn't seem like it could cause harm to Raki if she answered it.

"She acted like a human for the most part, sir. Very comfortable in the presence of humans and with eating human food for sustenance, instead of guts." She answered, and a wave of dark chuckles filled the room.

"Where are they headed now?" Jo'sef Stalin, head of the Organization's human soldiers (who were little more than thugs and bandits), and Renee turned to face him, cursing fluently in her mind. She had no choice but to answer, and hope that the pair made it to Rabona before the Organization could do anything.

"Rabona, sir, via the town of Tassle." She reported, despite her growing trepidation at the situation. She just hoped they settled for getting rid of Priscilla and left Raki alone. She ignored the surprising and small (but still present) twinge of regret that accompanied that thought. Shaking her head, she scolded herself mentally. She isn't a human, and even if Raki cares for her, he is more important than she is. Besides, she could still be dangerous despite everything I saw! Sure, Priscilla seemed stable enough, but she was an Awakened Being! None of them were what any reasonably sane individual would describe as sane. Her vague fears were shortly realized by Rimuto's next words.

"Good, very good. Stalin, send whatever bandit groups you can find and some weaker Youma to slow the boy down. Dae! Cancel your Feeder experiments completely, and dispose of them. Find that Awakened Poison of yours! We will capture this Raki, slay Priscilla the One Horned Demon, and use her flesh on the boy to create the ultimate warrior!" Rimuto cackled, and Renee felt dread wash over her. This was the last thing she had wanted to happen, but here it was, happening.

Raki…please, forgive me. She thought as she spun on her heel and left the Council behind, a single tear running down her cheek. I'm so sorry…

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One Week After Renee's Report

"Damnit, they just keep coming! That's the fourth one today!" Raki snarled, hauling his leg back and angrily punting the head of the Youma he had just decapitated into the trees. It went several yards before splattering against a sturdy oak, and Raki cursed again as he flicked his sword clean of blood and sheathed it on his back once more. Priscilla stepped up beside him again and the pair resumed their trek towards the town of Tassle. All the while, Raki was seething. They had been slowed down constantly by various irritants. Bandit attacks, rescuing caravans from bandits, Youma attacking them or other humans nearby, more bandits, trees across the trail, more youma, even more bandits… the list went on and on! Raki was starting to think that someone wanted to slow him down, make him reach town later, but he dismissed the idea as stress-based paranoia. He had no idea why someone would want that, other than the bandits. Speaking of…he turned to his small companion, a concerned look on his face. She had been around a lot of human blood recently.

"I'm okay Raki. The smell of human blood doesn't seem bother me as much when I am with you." The Awakened Being answered his unspoken question calmly, without a hint of strain or dishonesty in her voice, and Raki nodded his acceptance. He trusted his sister-figure's judgment.

"Why is that, do you think?" he asked after a moment, and Priscilla half-turned her head to examine him appraisingly out of one eye. Raki waited patiently for her thoughts. He had learned a long time ago that Priscilla didn't like to be rushed. He also found himself constantly reminded of the fact that, despite her appearance, Priscilla was much, much older than him, and far more experienced in many things, most of all things related Youma. Raki had, in fact, been shocked into borderline rudeness when she had announced she was going to help train him in sword-play three years ago. Raki had looked at her appearance and forgotten her past as Claymore and seen only a little girl. She had proceeded to hand his ass to him on a solid gold platter with silver trim and imbedded with precious jewels. He had taken a good bit of time-a week or so- to get over his embarrassment at being so utterly humiliated by a "little girl" before he had man-ed up and buckled down, training harder than ever.

"I think it is because of who you are inside." She replied cryptically and headed off down the path, leaving a confused and even more curious Raki staring after her. Shaking himself from his thoughts, he hurried to catch up, both unaware of the entirely human pair of eyes that watched them from the bushes before vanishing.

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"Welcome to the Roasted Quail, young Master and Madam. What will you have?" the innkeeper boomed as Raki and Priscilla sat down at a free table. The pair exchanged glances, before shrugging in unison.

"Give us your recommendation, inn keep. I've not been this far south for years, and have forgotten entirely about the cuisine and what to chose." Raki replied, and the barkeep smiled broadly.

"Right away, then! Two "Tassle Specials" coming right up!" he said cheerfully before heading back into the small kitchen, where his face instantly dropped into a sinister smirk. Looking around at the black-clothed men waiting for him, he spoke aloud his orders. "Alright, lads, you know what to do. Add that special brew Master Dae gave to us to one of the meals, and make sure I know which, so the creature will receive it. Then get out of town and bring back the witches and the rest of our boys."

"Aye, boss!" his men replied, and the leader of one of the Organization's raiding parties smirk grew still more. He would be well rewarded for this, he was sure.

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"Here you are! Please, enjoy!" the inn keep said, walking back into the room with two platters of hot food in his hands and placing them before the pair.

"Thank you very much." Raki nodded his thanks to the man, who bowed with a smile and returned to his kitchen. "Smells good, huh Priscilla?"

"I don't know Raki. There is something about the scent that is hauntingly familiar, and disturbing. It reminds me of my time as a Claymore, but I don't know why." Priscilla murmured in reply, frowning down at the food, and Raki looked at her in surprise.

"Well, it may be that you ate something like this at one point during your time as a Claymore, or smelled it while in a town. It's not that farfetched." Raki pointed out, and she nodded slowly. She didn't trust this food, especially since Raki's didn't smell like it, but she was a powerful Awakened Being, after all. She could handle it, whatever it was. She began to eat, ignoring the slightly bitter taste to the food, and soon enough both their plates were scraped clean.

"Well, that was good. Shall we keep moving, Priscilla?" Raki asked, and Priscilla –who's head was aching for some reason- nodded slightly with a faint grimace, grabbing Raki's hand and allowing herself to be led outside…

Smack dab into the middle of an ambush. At least two dozen humans in light armor with swords, and a dozen Claymores. All had their weapons drawn and ready, their attention on the pair, and Raki's own hand went to his sword instantly.

"Well, now, this is unfriendly. Here to recruit me or something, silver-eyed slayers? I regretfully refuse, even if you are all gorgeous." he asked with a small smile that was noticeably tight as he slowly settled into a half-stance, eyes flicking around the half circle before him.

"Priscilla, former number 2 of the Organization, we have orders to execute you and take your human back to Staff. Surrender, and die swiftly and painlessly." The lead Claymore announced through a faint blush, and Priscilla hissed back in response while Raki drew his broadsword, slightly startling some of the humans and Claymores both with its size, and his ability to wield it with apparent ease.

"You're not touching Raki! I won't let you!" Priscilla snarled, casting aside her cloak and settling into a pseudo-combat stance. "I won't let you take him to the Organization!"

"And there is no way in hell you're killing Priscilla, not on my watch." Raki added, and there was a long and tense silence before everyone moved at once. The Claymores charged Priscilla, who roared and entered her true form while Raki counter-charged the humans backing up the Claymores. Unseen by the pair of defenders, Rubel, Orsay, Renee, and another Claymore were watching from a nearby rooftop.

"That boy is most impressive, #6. When you spoke of him killing a Youma, I was not entirely surprised, but his skill and strength are undeniable. You say he mentioned personally knowing Isley?" Orsay commented, watching the young human butchering the human troopers with apparent ease, his sword flashing in blood-tainted silver arcs as he ducked and spun, blocked and cut at speeds far faster than that of most humans.

"Yes, sir, why?" Renee muttered distractedly, concern and pain haunting her eyes as she watched the young man. She had asked to not be included on this mission, but it seemed that the Council decided to make her suffer by sending her instead. Bastards.

"I recognize that sword form. Back during the first three generations of Claymores, we trained them using actual swords forms, but eventually stopped and let them do what they pleased in battle. That boy is using Cabur, the Guardian Form. The absolute defense. It is said that a master of the form could stand against 500 youma alone and emerge victorious." Orsay mused, and Renee blinked at him, surprised out of her observation of Raki.

"Sir, are you saying that Raki was trained by Isley himself?" she asked carefully, and Orsay nodded slightly.

"Indeed, #6. Isley was the number one of the first generation of warriors, and the master of many forms, including Adenn, the Merciless Form." He responded, and lapsed into silence, leaving Renee even more depressed. Her young friend (friend, where had that come from?) was now even more valuable to the Organization, as he was already a skilled swordsmen trained in the sword arts of the original generations themselves.

"Well, the boy appears to be finishing up our human soldiers quiet handily. Renee, status on Priscilla?" Rubel asked.

Renee focused her Youki on the former number 2, and grimaced. The poison devised by Dae was one of the most twisted things he had ever come up with before (which is most defiantly saying something) because it made a Youma or Awakened Beings Youki run rampant, making them lose control of it. IT would continue to rage until their bodies couldn't handle the strain, and let the energy out another way. Theoretically, via organs and limbs exploding forcefully under the pressure.

"It's working, sir, her own Youki is tearing her apart, but she doesn't seem to care."

"All the more evidence that Rimuto chose well. If an Awakened as powerful as Priscilla is fighting despite knowing they are dying for the boy, and he fights this well as a human, as a Claymore with her flesh and blood he will be unstoppable." Orsay murmured, a sick grin on his disturbing features. "Call in the secondary human squads."

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"Give up, already! Do you not feel the poison affecting you? The more Youki that you use, the faster and more painfully you die!" one of the Claymore shouted at Priscilla, who was clearly struggling to continue to fight. Two Claymores lay dead in pools of their own blood, but she had only managed to wound anyone after that. Priscilla cursed loudly, glancing over at Raki who was finishing his last few enemies.

"I will never let you take Raki! Raki gave me back my humanity, and I will slaughter the world before I let you take his away!" she screamed in pain as she flared her power, forcing more of her Youki to the surface before charging with a deafening roar, and proceeding to tear the Claymore who had spoken limb from limb before staggering and falling to one knee as the poison that had been in the food she had eaten accelerated its attack on her system, fed by the increase of Youki. Her eyes, which had been the natural gold of a Youki-enhanced being, turned blood red with black sclera as she stumbled back to her feet, baring her fangs. "Grah! I'll take you all on!"

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The last human soldier before Raki fell with a short scream as the blond's greatsword cleaved him nearly in two at the waist. Huffing with adrenaline and effort, a blood-soaked Raki spun towards Priscilla, who was clearly in trouble, and moved to join her. He needed back up to make those Claymores retreat, and then they could disappear until she healed. He had heard one Claymore yelling about a poison and had cursed himself as he realized it had been the odd scent Priscilla had smelled in the food. It had been poisoned and he had encouraged her to eat it anyway. He started towards his pseudo-sister quickly, only to leap sideways hurriedly to avoid being struck by another sword.

"Oh, come on! Don't you people ever die?!" he cried in exasperated anger as he saw another swarm of the Organization's human soldiers cutting him off and trying to surround him.

"Just give it up, boy! Those bitches will finish of the One Horned Demon and then use her flesh to make you the ultimate servant of the Alliance! Submit, and save us the trouble of beating you down!" the leader of the pack growled, seeming oddly confident despite the fact that the boy he was threatening was soaked in the blood of his comrades, their corpses strewn in pieces across the street.

"Tch! Maybe you forgot, but males can't handle the power of being a slayer, and Awaken quickly. Besides, if you kill Priscilla, the first thing I would do with my new-found power would be to destroy the whole of the Organization." Raki growled back, trying hard not to show how fatigued he was. After all the fighting on the road, and already having killed two dozen of these bastards, he was getting tired, insane stamina due to Isley's torture (Erm, training) or not! Sure, it helped that they were trying to capture him alive and mostly unharmed, but still…

"Oh, but Master Dae think you're special boy!" the man chuckled evilly, clearly not meaning it as a compliment. Still, he was secretly relieved that the boy was talking instead of fighting. Truth be told, he had not been fond of the idea of fighting this kid after seeing what he did to the first platoon he had battled. All he had to do was keep the kids attention until…

"Gyaaahh!" Raki's head whipped towards Priscilla as she suffered a deep cut to her torso, which bled heavily even as she instinctively held an arm to the wound.

"Priscilla!" he shouted, smashing past the circle of humans while they were distracted by the scream to scramble to her side, sword up as he tried to stare down the silver-eyed slayers. The surviving warriors, all seven of them, were wounded to a greater or lesser degree, but still seemed perfectly capable of battle, and Raki's mind raced as he tried to find a way out for Priscilla and for himself. "Priscilla, do you have the strength to fly us out of here?"

"No, Raki. I…don't have…any strength left." She breathed haltingly, holding her wound, out of which blood was still pouring. No matter what she did, she could not longer force her Youki to obey her, and she felt her life slipping away quickly with each beat of her heart. "Raki…I think…that this is…goodbye."

"Not happening, Priscilla! We can still get out of this!" Raki pleaded over his shoulder, knowing he couldn't take his eyes off of the silently watching and waiting slayers.

"Oh, Raki…thank you…for giving me…my humanity back." Priscilla tried to laugh at her "brother's" sweet denial, but even that was beyond her now. "Even if only…for a short time…I was free. I was…happy again."

The sound of her collapsing to the ground attracted Raki's attention, and he spun towards her, kneeling by her side as she lay on her back in the dirt, gazing at him with pain-filled eyes.

"Priscilla…please, don't leave me! Don't leave Isley! We need you, Priscilla!" Raki murmured brokenly, to pained emotionally to speak loudly.

"Tell…Isley…that I was glad to be his mate…while it lasted." Priscilla coughed, blood bubbling from her mouth, staining her lips and chin red. With a sudden display of strength, she reached up and grabbed him. Moving her mouth as close to his ear as she could, she hissed softly in his ear. "Raki…don't let them continue to use us, to make my sisters suffer! Destroy the Organization, destroy the Youma! Don't let them continue to rule this island with fear!"

"I swear it, the Organization will fall by my hand." Raki promised solemnly, before freezing in shock as Priscilla kissed his cheek softly, before breathing out her last breath, head resting on his shoulder.

To Renee, who was watching, it appeared simply as if Priscilla had fallen asleep on Raki's shoulder. The young blond lay his deceased sister figure on the ground and stared down at her. Orsay and the Claymore accompanying him headed towards the pair, the other warriors stepping back by several yards to begin tending to their wounds now that the battle was done.

"Well, boy, the One Horned Demon bitch is dead. Surrender, and return with us to Organization Headquarters." Orsay said with a evil grin as he sneered down at the corpse and the boy beside it. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way. I frankly don't care either way. What happens now is up to you."

"Well…" Raki murmured as he rose to his feet, greatsword clenched in one shaking fist. He turned slowly to face his soon-to-be captors, allowing them to see his tear-stained visage and the look of absolute rage on his face. "I think I will start with taking your head!"

"Wha…?" Orsay started to say, but the rest of the word was lost as his head leaped from his shoulders, releasing a fountain of blood. The others stared in mute shock and horror as the corpse fell to the ground, and Raki hissed wordlessly at the slayers and moved to attack. Before he could land a strike on anyone, Rubel struck him from behind, knocking him out. The Organization descended on the pair of inert bodies, grabbed the body of Orsay and those of the slain Claymores', and left the village for Staff, leaving a blood-soaked and corpse riddled street. Renee felt a pair of tears trickle down her cheeks as she followed the group

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And that's a wrap! I hope you all enjoyed! Full credit to Dany le fou for helping me figure out how to kill Priscilla in a reasonably believable fashion! Anyway, please read and review, and if you would be interested in being my beta, send me a PM or mention it in a review!

Ja ne!

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