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Yay! I finally finished! It seemed like I would be stuck on this chappie forever. Darn those plot bunnies: they pop up at the worst times! Like in a battle scene. It's really annoying. I hope that this chapter is not rushed. If it is please message me: I will work on it. Any-who, hope that you enjoy the newest chapter!
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"CROWN CLOW: DEATH BALL!" My voice rang out over the crashes and cries of the battle that surrounded me. The scream that was accompanied with the occasional flash of purple marked another person that was either dead or thankfully got away from the fight.
Most of the people that had been on the train had turned out to be Akuma though the few that were not, were decreasing in numbers very fast.
But I had learned that death was something that could not be halted, it couldn't be restrained. That was one of the lessons that this life that I lived gave me.
As I watched on as the black orbs that came from my sword exploded into the monsters. They are not monsters: they are unfortunate beings. Voice's voice melted into my reverie, and I shook my head.
Swinging my blade forward I muttered, "They act like monsters to me: they wish for death."
Need I show you? My eyes involuntarily closed for a moment, only to open to see a world that would torment me. A skeletal like creature hung over the Akumas' shoulders, watching on as the slaughter of the innocent continued. Tears streamed down the beings hollow cheekbones, its mouth placed in a silent scream of agony.
I closed my eyes, unwilling to see anymore that the voice placed in front of me.
This is your heritage; you will be the one who does not fight simply for the humans that you deem your 'loved ones'. You will be the one who fights for the souls of the Akuma that rise against you.
I shook my head, "I do not understand: dare I fight for the people that are against us, I will be considered an enemy."
How do you think that I was treated, eh? I finally managed to detect the slight British accent that the voice had, and I realized that the dry humor that it contained in its voice was mixed with slight anger. Anger and pity.
"Who are you again?" I asked, only to be responded with a chuckle, I am you but at the same time I am not.
"Enough with all the riddles, are you going to tell me or not?" I said, and silence followed.
I took that as a 'No'.
Swinging my body around, I jammed the Sword of Exorcism through an Akuma, not even waiting before slamming it into another. I really didn't get the voices in my head at times.
Gritting my teeth together, I leaped forward; jumping on the head of a Level Three, then with a 'thud' an armored head fell to the ground. The others that surrounded it turned toward me, though they were all too quickly caught up in the music that Al played and soon exploded into oblivion.
He nodded at me, showing that he was fine, and then took note that I was the same. After giving him a small smile I turned to my opponents once again. Throwing my sword back I readied for another Death Ball.
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"Ōzuchi Kozuchi:Ten Ban: Raitei Kaiten!" Bolts of thunder scattered across the French background as Lavi's hammer hit the ground. Once again the Bookman found himself back to back to his Asian comrade in arms.
"Oi, Yuu-chan, I got a question for ya." He said, and noted that the man turned his head to glare at him with cobalt eyes.
"What is it now, baka?"
"What no 'usagi'this time? Wow, what's gotten into ya?" The Japanese man in turn, gave the recorder of wars a glare that chilled him to the bones.
"Fine, fine, question time!" Ōzuchi Kozuchi swung once again, into an oncoming Akuma which Kanda had missed.
"Why did you take in kids, eh? I mean I would understand if Lenalee, or Miranda did that, cause they're so nice and all; or even me, but not so much with you. I never pictured you to be the whole 'caring' type… WAIT DON'T TELL ME! DON'T TELL ME THAT THEY'RE YOUR KIDS! OH THE HORROR! LENALEE," The object of attention was far away, whipping through the air, "WE GOT ANOTHER CROSS ON OUR HA~"
Mugan stopped short, a scarce centimeter away from Lavi's Adam's apple. A dark aura was now surrounding the Asian.
"He he, ya know, instead of pointing a life-threatening weapon that close to my neck, wouldn't ya just explain this like a proper gentlemen?"
"In case you haven't noticed, Usagi, WE ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF A BATTLE!" To emphasize his point Kanda sliced another Level Three out of the air.
"Fine, fine, but you better explain it to me later Yuu-chan."
The Asian turned back to the fight that he was up against, but as he passed the red-head a word rushed past the Bookman's ears, "Similarities."
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Alma raced forward into the fray, his brown eyes glinted the color of dried blood when the sun struck him. Cheri was a short distance behind him, yelling commands at the spears that encircled around her.
The Ace of Spades card rested in his hand with ease as he sliced it through another demon that neared him. He knew that his 'Dad' had told Cheri to stay close to him and not allow him to do anything that would be considered 'drastic'. That was what Cheri and his leader did whenever one of them reached their homelands.
Neither of them were sure why, and they had never asked. With the Asian man it was better at times just to agree and not ask any questions.
Childish laughter erupted behind him and he barely had the time to duck and call out in warning to the others, "LEVEL FOUR!" before he was blown backward by an attack.
He took note that the French girl had placed herself in front of him, taking the main blow as well as the Akuma virus. Though that was true, her Parasitic Innocence eradicated the disease just as quickly as it entered her bloodstream.
"You idiot!" he yelled and they both tumbled out of the way of another round of gunfire.
She gave off a laugh, and touched the ground, causing spikes to jolt up from the blood that had dropped and then pooled onto the ground. Though they missed their main target, a few Level Threes were soon skewered and the pools soon began to move with a mind of their own. Creating tentacles they latched onto oncoming Akuma and leeched their way inside of the chinks in the enemies' armor, boiling down the skin of the demons down to the very bones.
"I hate it when you do that." He shivered; though she simply gave him a smile that he knew was all too sweet from her attitude.
"Why is that?" She asked, smile still all too innocent and naïve. She jump up, swinging a spear over her head before tossing it like a javelin into a Level Two that was getting too close to Madame Miranda for her own comfort.
"Because," He dodged an Akuma, soon slicing it in half with the King of Spades, "Every time that you do that I can only think that you are going to try to kill me that way one day."
There was silence then, though the girl's smile only widened. But then a familiar voice was raised to a scream as the duo jerked around to watch in horror as the Level Four lost interest in them and was now aiming for their youngest friend.
"Elena!" They both called, rushing to her defense, though they both knew that they would not be able to reach her in time to ward off the bullets.
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Al looked up at the sound of a terrified scream, his tune halting in mid air causing the force field that surrounded him to shatter.
He didn't care. The only thing that did matter at that moment was the fact that the Akumas were surrounding Elena in a large horde. Far too many for her to fight off at once.
His stomach then dropped in terror as he spotted the Level Four that was rushing toward his best friend.
"NO!"
Right as he began to move forward in the hope to aid her, a light came upon his eyes and blinded him.
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I closed my eyes, and for a moment was too afraid that if I opened them again I would be in heaven. Though, when I forced myself to reveal myself to the world, I found myself gazing upon a very strange angel indeed.
Dark hair flooded a brown-skinned face, while chocolate eyes gleamed out like furious beacons.
A glowing shield-like object rested in the girl's hands and with a heave backward, the disk was sent spiraling through the air, muck like the Frisbee that Mom had gotten Al and Minnie for Christmas.
The disk cut through the Akumas as if they were made from paper, though the higher the Levels the harder it seemed to cut through them. It was finally lodged in the stomach of the Level Four.
"Go!" I heeded the command with gratitude, rushing toward the Akuma.
All that it did was simply thrash around, screaming obstinacies at the Exorcists and the Innocence combined. The cut of the Innocence across its body seemed to have drawn it into an insane state.
I watched as the adults all still fought their own battles, and then motioned with my hands to my friends to continue on with their and that I was fine. I glanced back, briefly, in order to make sure that they were doing just that, which they hesitantly were.
Charging foreword, I slashed my sword arm down, raking it along the Level Four's arm, causing it to cry out in fury and agony.
Drawing my sword backward, and after a long sweep of my arm, successfully managed to chop its head off. That was the only way to truly annulated one of the higher up demons. I learned this via Auntie Kanda, during one of our many very painful training sessions.
Taking a deep breath, I looked back at the now dubbed 'angel'. Giving her a glance over, I said, "Minnie?" The girl's face paled as she plucked her weapon out of midflight. It soon shrunk to the size of a small medallion and she reattached it to a chain that hung around her neck.
"I though that~"
"Mr. Komui had an idea, and I did not want to be the odd one out anymore so I agreed to try it out." Her voice was quiet but despite it being soft it had a defiant tone. One that I really glad to hear back in my friend's voice.
Smiling, I held out a hand to her, and she looked up, surprise evident on her face.
"I'm pretty sure that you are going to get enough of an earful from your parents and brother, so I'll not reprimand you," I pulled her to face the oncoming wave of Akuma, the grin still on my lips, "But right now we need all the help that is available to us."
Finally the smile was returned and there was an audible snap as she readied to throw the Innocence once again.
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"You did what?" Alma walked out of the room with a sigh, following Cheri to the outside hallway of the inn that the group was forced to stay in that night because the train didn't arrive until the next morning.
Minerva was getting quite the earful from her family, though some of the others in their 'family' were secretly hiding their joy of having another fighter in their crew. After all, they all knew that they needed it.
Cheri watched him out of the corner of her eye as he looked out the window. She finally looked like a girl with her hair down and her form covered by a cotton-nightgown. Though her eyes were still that of a warrior: hard and controlling navy orbs.
"You can't redo the past." She read his face with so much ease.
"I'm going to be the one to kill him." There was a shuffle which he communicated to be a shrug.
"He's a Noah; one of us will be the one to end his life, whether it is you, Elena, the General, or me."
He spun to see her, his eyes blazing with what she knew to be the lust for blood, "I will show him the pain that he forced upon my mother."
"Suit yourself, but don't ever forget who the person was that gave you the cards that turned into your weapon."
Don't forget where you are now. Home.
Well hope that you enjoyed this chapter, please read and review people, I really don't like it when people don't review for four chapters straight... it makes me sad.
On a random note what is the plural form of Akuma?
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Translations
"Je m'en fous."-Like I give a fuck~French
"Ouais." Yeah~French