Chapter 21: The Arrival
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but 100... that is the nicest things someone has ever done for me...
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Unfortunately, in the period of June, I'm going to the Bush... In July I have exams, and August, I'm going away...so I only have May to finish this.
I think I'll end this story by the end of the year.
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"No." Hitomi spat.
"Hitomi, it's the only way to get there!" Leifang whined, waving her arms up and down.
"No!" Hitomi replied loudly, crossing her arms over her chest. Leifang groaned in disapproval, rubbing her temples with her fingers.
"It's that, or we'll never get to South America!" She exclaimed. Hitomi glared at her.
"I don't want you wasting your money on me, Leifang!" She gritted out. Leifang groaned again, her action on her temples wavering. The others just stared at the two arguing girls.
"It's not money wasting! It's saving the universe!" Leifang snapped.
"Well, no money has to be wasted! We could just take a regular plane!" Hitomi yelled.
"That's impossible! Remember what Andra said? Demons could assault us again!" The Chinese pointed out. Hitomi stifled a groan of frustration.
"Are you two done?" Ayane asked, making the two girls look at her, "did you two have fun? Yay, anyways. I have a way to break off this argument," she got out a phone with a purple cover, "how about I call someone who owes me something, and doesn't take money? It would be better than to buy a jet and a pilot." She said, raising an eyebrow. Hitomi clapped.
"Yes! Thank you, Ayane! You're a genius!" She beamed, and then turned to Leifang with a smug expression.
"See? No wasting your money on me!" She smiled, but it was slightly sardonic. Leifang rolled her eyes and turned to Ayane.
"Who's that friend of yours?" She asked. The kunoichi just shrugged, and pressed call.
Hayabusa's eyes widened as the familiar helicopter landed, blinding them with the wind. The group blinked, just as a young woman with short blond hair, dark green eyes and heavy red lipstick stepped out, wearing a rather revealing black outfit. She was also wearing sunglasses, and grinned just as she set her eyes on The Dragon Ninja.
"Ryu," she breathed, her voice coated in a slight American accent.
"Irene." Ryu replied, nodding. Suddenly, Kasumi felt like lead dropped in her stomach, and the spark in her amber eyes disappeared. Cold seeped into her veins as she watched Irene. Of course Ayane would call her of all people. She sent a cold, angry glare to her half-sister, but was completely baffled when Irene stepped in and grabbed both of his gloved hands. Sighing softly, she moved backwards, jealousy surging in her.
"I heard you needed help?" Irene smiled, while Hayabusa just stared at her.
Not from you, though. Kasumi thought, but remained mouth shut. Somehow, Hitomi had heard this, and looked at Kasumi.
She seems nice enough, she argued in her head.
She's Ryu's old love interest. Kasumi replied mentally. Hitomi's eyes widened, just as Kasumi's saddened. The German grabbed her gloved hand, making the Japanese look up, a miserable expression on her flawless face. Hitomi squeezed it, and Kasumi squeezed back, trying to retain her labored breathing.
"…have to go to South America, in the Amazon rainforest." Andra explained, and the two girls turned to them.
Irene nodded, "I see. So hop in. They'll be space for everyone." She waved at them to follow her. Hayate walked beside Hayabusa, watching his friend silently for a moment.
Until he could not take the silence anymore," isn't that your girlfriend?" He whispered, making Kasumi clench her fists in restrains to not jump on her brother and hit him.
Hayabusa said nothing and walked ahead to Andra and Ayane kept going. Mingyu glared at Irene for no apparent reason. Her revealing outfit made her look like a succubus. Her eyes narrowed as she watched her even more.
"Are you okay, Mingyu?" Eliot asked worriedly, stilling her by grabbing her hand. Her heart skipped a beat, and slowly, she interlaced her fingers with his, smiling softly.
"Yeah," she responded lightly. Eliot let a small smile grace his full lips. Ayane's teeth clenched as she tried to will herself to calm down. She kept her face down, hoping her fringe wouldn't give away her angered expression. Rolling her eyes, she pushed past Irene, ignoring her protests to slow down and hopped in the helicopter. Kasumi tried her best to not meet Ryu's eyes and still held on tightly on Hitomi's hand. The German herself glared at the Dragon Ninja and walked in the big engine. Mingyu was happily holding Eliot's hand, still not ready to let go. Andra frowned at Irene and for the first time in their whole journey, Bloody Lolita glowed red. Yes, there was definitely something off about this Irene character. The Huntress rolled her eyes when she tried to sway her hips a bit.
"What a slut..." She muttered.
I agree, Andra, Thought Kasumi, I completely agree.
Saccra Terras
Gwenwyn rose from her deep slumber. All she saw was darkness. Were her eyes even open? She tried to blink, and succeeded. Her eyes were opened. She was then in a dark room. She tried to move her limbs, and heard metal colliding. Chains? Why was she chained? Gwen frowned and tried to move again, but unfortunately, the same tightness on her wrists and ankles were there and the sound of metal colliding was back.
"Good heavens, where am I?" She murmured. All she managed to remember was her the village on fire and the kiss with Dante...
Dante...Dante!
She gasped as she felt the sharp pain in her back, immobilising her. She had to find Dante! Where was she? Why couldn't she remember anything? This wasn't good.
By all the gods of Saccra, Dante! Be alright! Wherever you are, be alright! She prayed, just as the door burst open, revealing a rather big figure. In front of her, was an overweight man with grey skin and beady green eyes and a bald head. Her nose scrunched up; he reeked of alcohol, vomit and that familiar smell of rotten meat. A demon. Gwenwyn tried to not look absolutely terrified. The demon was grinning from ear to ear, which was trouble for any being.
"Ah, you're awake," he slurred and stumbled his way towards her. She grimaced in disapproval as his disgusting breath fanned over her pale face. His grin even widened, " it's a shame a pretty thing like you is one of theirs. You would've been one beautiful succubus." He smirked and looked at her barely covered frame. The young archer resisted the urge to spit in his face.
"Where am I?" She asked lowly. The demon laughed.
"Is it not sweet? You're trying to scare me, little girl? Please, you're the weakest! You are the lowest of lowest!" He laughed again, and angered, Gwenwyn lost her temper.
"Your kind is the most repulsive in the universe! How dare you demons dare insult us when you are at the lowest of the lowest? Your Lord is a coward! Why does he not stand next to you for the battle? That is why you keep losing! Your leader is a coward and I am certainly not afraid of him!" She screamed. The demon's eyes flashed with fury.
"How dare you insult Lord Kai?! He is the most powerful in the universe! He could destroy you! But since he's not here, it will be a pleasure to do so!" He lunged at her, and the young girl closed her eyes reflexively, awaiting the impact, but it never came. Slowly, she opened her eyes and gasped as she saw a woman with feathered white wings, long brown hair and colourless glowing eyes held the demon by the throat. He struggled, snarled and tried to change into his original form, which was his battle mode, but the angel held tightly, refusing to let go. The demon stopped struggling as his breathing laboured. He was dying, it was obvious that if the angel did not let go, it would be the end of the line. And it was. The angel let the demon fall on the floor with a thud. The demon was still; his chest did not rise nor fall. He was dead.
The angel turned to Gwenwyn, closed her eyes briefly before opening them, and suddenly, Gwenwyn could move. She sighed and rubbed her bruised wrists and ankles. The angel smiled at her, though her expression grim.
"One of them attacked me too, you know. They tried to kill my baby." She said, her eyes flashing with sadness, turning a brief dark grey, before lighting up again. And then she was gone. Gwenwyn sat there, alone, and then noticed the golden bow and arrows. Her eyes lit up in delight, and then she staggered towards it. Touching it, she glowed, a small, green charm appearing on the bracelet belonging to her dead mother. In a moment, her clothes weren't battered or shred. They were normal, her hair was in her trademark ponytail. She looked at her limbs, which held no memories of a scar. The angel had something to do with it.
Now to find that stupid boy! She thought, slinging her arrows over her shoulder and opening the door. As she expected, the smell of rotten meat was everywhere. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. How would she find Dante in all of this?
Suddenly she heard a loud cry. It was of a man's, she noted. Oh no. Dante! She ran to where the noise continued, to where she arrived to dark double doors. She kicked them open, just as two women, demonesses, wearing revealing outfits, held her childhood friend by his dark hair. Their intentions were clear. Gwenwyn's blood boiled as she unconsciously grabbed two arrows from her quiver. A breath. She pulled at the string. Another breath. Aim. The demonesses snarled, ready to pounce, but paled as they saw the green halos covering Gwenwyn's hands, spreading on the bow and the arrows. Let go. The arrows flew to the demonesses, who were not quick enough to dodge them. They screamed as the green energy struck them like lightning, the arrows piercing through their skulls. Then, golden eyes terrifyingly opened, mouth agape, they dropped to the floor, bodies still. Slowly, Gwenwyn lifted her eyes and peered at Dante, whose mouth was agape, just like the dead demonesses.
"Gwen...what just happened?" He asked, his dark eyes wide.
"No matter, Dante! We have to leave! The demons will notice their own as missing and will go after us. You're weak, and I don't have my grimoire to perform magic!" She urged, ripping at his ropes. Dante stood with a groan.
"I'm fine, Gwen. I just have a slight scratch." He winced when he arched his back. Gwenwyn narrowed her green eyes, eyeing him up and down. Then she walked around Dante and lifted his shirt. She gasped as he cried out. His back held red lines, stained with blood. It was obvious he had been whipped.
"That's a scratch? What the heck, Dante?!" She growled. He winced again because of her voice, then hung his head like a scolded child. Her eyes were cold, but softened at the sight of him. She lifted his head and softly smiled. He looked so innocent; his brown eyes wide and curious. She sighed, shaking her head and walking towards one of the dead corpses. She snatched a dagger out of one and threw it to her friend. Dante caught it effortlessly.
"We have to get out of here now." She said, straightening her shoulders.
"Okay, but our lands are infested with demons. How do we get out really?" He asked. Gwenwyn shrugged as they stepped out of the room, Dante walking cautiously to not hurt his back.
"We find a way to get to the portal of Proelium and find Andra. She'll know what to do." The archer replied, smiling proudly. Her friend chuckled softly, hiding his pain.
"You sound like a crazed Andra fan girl." He said. She glared at him.
"I'm not a lesbian, Dante." She huffed.
"Sure?" He asked, seemingly hopeful, "maybe you and her could have this really hot lesbian relatio-" She cut him off.
"Shut up!" She glared at him again, "your thoughts are clouded like a demon's."
"You're no fun," he pouted, "just when I was imagining-" He cut himself off, his body stiffening. Noticing his body reaction, Gwenwyn asked;
"What?"
"I sense a demon." He whispered, his words barely leaving his lips when they heard a loud roar. Gwenwyn's eyes quickly darted behind her, gasping as she saw a huge, muscled demon, its skin red, his right hand holding a scythe and eyes dilated in hunger for blood. Bloodlust. She didn't even realise Dante was running when he yelled;
"Don't look into his eyes!"
Unfortunately, her bright green eyes met its catlike yellow ones, dilating into a darker colour. Suddenly, a grin split his face, sending a shiver to her spine, and she knew what that meant. Long, boring history classes in Sorcery School had served her right. That evil, disturbing look meant it all.
He will stop at nothing to drain blood out of her.
Somewhere near the coasts of South America -3:04AM
Kasumi could feel a pair of emerald green eyes drilling holes in the back of her skull. She ignored the feeling. Ever since Irene had brought herself down with them, she couldn't look at Hayabusa. In fact, she had been holding Hitomi's hand since the take off. She couldn't ignore the feeling of lead in her stomach, jealousy and hurt eating away her insides. The problem was that Irene was beautiful. She was nearly a goddess, and she couldn't blame anyone to be attracted to her. She frowned and stared at her still flat stomach. Should she tell the truth? No. That was not an option. Still gripping Hitomi's hand, she leaned her head on her shoulder. She stiffened as her ninja sense rose from slumber; it was Irene.
"Ryu," she said. Kasumi could feel the smile in her voice and felt sickness consume her.
"Irene, you're a really terrible liar." Hayabusa's voice was emotionless, indifferent.
"How so?"
"You cannot come from America to Japan in five minutes."
She could feel Irene's hesitation, "I...I was here to visit a friend." Was her weak reply.
"Hmph." Hayabusa replied. A shifting sound, silence, until it was broken by the blonde.
"Ryu, look at me, please." She pleaded. Kasumi turned her body to see Irene in Ryu's personal space. Their faces were mere inches. Kasumi desperately tried to close her eyes, but couldn't look away.
"I was looking for you." The American said honestly.
"No, Irene. We have spoken. My world is too dangerous for you, and putting your life in danger by being with me is pointless. My mission is not considered as yours. You are not even supposed to be here." He almost growled the words.
"You saved me, Ryu. How could I not look for you?" She asked.
"Because it is dangerous, Irene!" He half-whispered, half-screamed.
"I'm in the CIA! I know what danger is!" She replied desperately, holding his hands. Then she leaned in.
"I don't want to stay away from you..." Afterwards, she closed her eyes and pressed her red lips to his. Ryu made no move to move away. Kasumi's heart broke.
"The heart is fragile, dear," Her mother once said, "If you love too fast, it'll break fast. If you fall too hard it'll also break as hard. I fell too quickly for your father, only to realise that it was just pointless, unrequited love."
Heartbroken, she fell asleep as only three tears slipped from her face, and she faced a nightmare. One that will surely disturb her for the rest of her life.
-Nightmare-
She was running.
She was running, but why? Nothing was behind her, and yet she ran as fast as she could. Strange shadows circling her with masks on; creepy, terrifying tribal masks. They repeated the same words of their native language.
"Nuestros dioses quieren su espíritu. Nuestros dioses quieren que su estado de ánimo. No es pura. Se debe desaparecer." They chanted. Kasumi cried out as an excruciating pain hit her stomach. She gasped for air and held her stomach. In vain. She saw the blood dripping down her legs.
She had lost it.
Her heart broke even more than before as she screamed and laid on the floor in a fetal position, hoping the shadows would kill her.
-End of Nightmare-
Kasumi's shaking and sweaty body was what woke up Hitomi. Her eyes widened as she saw tears streamed out of those closed, beautiful amber irises. Her copper fringe stuck to her forehead like glue as the sweat worked.
"Kasumi!" She whispered, or half-yelled, "Kasumi! Wake up!"
She did not open her eyes. The kunoichi let out a soft whimper.
"This isn't good, Kasumi! Wake up!" Hitomi shook her, but Kasumi still kept her eyes closed, her body quaking in a scary manner. Maybe she was having a panic attack? A nightmare? She knew only one person could help for those.
"Eliot! Eliot! You have to come!" She screamed. Eliot's eyes opened, and he groggily walked to their seats.
"What's going on?" He asked, but then all traces of sleep vanished as he saw Kasumi's violent shaking. Andra was on her feet and beckoned Leifang to follow her. Jann Lee, confused, followed all of the little group. Mingyu felt slightly annoyed and Hayate and Ayane stopped their discussion. The two ninja's eyes widened as they saw their sibling quaking hard. Hayate pushed people out of the way.
"Kasumi? Kasumi!" He yelled, but another whimper was his answer.
"I've tried to, Hayate, but she won't wake up!" Hitomi sobbed. Leifang wrapped her arms around her, cooing comforting words in her ear. Eliot pushed pass Hayate and checked her forehead. He howled in pain and retracted his hand.
"Don't touch her! She's burning!" The group backed away, their eyes wide in astonishment.
"What is going on?!"
It was Irene. Followed by Ryu who frowned as he pushed past the others, his eyes growing round. He tried to touch her, but Ayane gently slapped his hand away.
"Don't Ryu-sama! She's burning!" She shot. Hayabusa ignored her and touched her shoulder. Suddenly, her skin was cold as ice, her quaking body still and laboured breaths unheard. The silence was terrifying. Eliot hastily pushed his fingers against her pulse. Nothing. No beat.
"She's..." Eliot moved backwards, a look of horror on his face. Hayate's eyes widened as he quickly pinned him against the wall, his eyes full of tears.
"No. You must be wrong! My sister is not dead!" He cried.
"Hayate...I'm sorry...but Kasumi's dead." Eliot whispered. Hitomi howled as her heart cracked. Ayane thought that her half-sister's death would be pleasant, but now that it is seen...she felt her heart hollowing. It couldn't be true.
Yet it was.
Kasumi was dead.
Suddenly, there was a light.
A/N: I apology for the HUGE delay. I just started school again, unfortunately. But I won't have any more problems from the internet.
BTW: the Amazons are from Greek Mythology. If you're confused in why I put them in the Amazon rainforest is because, instead of having only women there, they are also witches who keep men as slaves for sexual pleasure and for having a descendant.
In this story, if boys are born, they are killed immediately, but if the Great Witch approves his handsomeness when he's older and train him so he becomes muscled. So you know...
KASUMI'S DEAD?! GWEN AND ANDRA IN TROUBLE? IRENE IN THE STORY?! WHAT IS THIS AUTHOR GOING TO DO NEXT?!
WTSPH, I decided to please you and put Kokoro's POV. Also Hayate's will be the next one.
I'm also writing a new story (not posted yet) but do you like this summary?
Dark Mist
Enveloped by the dark spirits of Mt Fuji, Kasumi, princess of the Mugen Tenshin Clan, runs away to kill the one who has wronged her family. Anyone in her way will die, in a sick manner, planned by herself. Anyone. Even the one she has fallen for.
Pairing/s: Kasumi/Ryu Hayabusa
Genre: Horror/Romance/Fantasy
It will be up soon.
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