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~~~ Spiral of Destiny ~~~

The sun rose to awaken the first clear day Japan had seen in over a week. Eyes Rutherford rose early and proceeded to occupy the whole of the morning at the piano. Once the sun had fully risen, he retired from the piano to stand before the glass panes of the window.

His eyes watched as the people on the ground below him bustled around in the long-missed clear weather. The young pianist had requested, at the time of their departure the previous night, that Hiroshume return the next day. For this reason, the musician continually glanced at the door, impatiently awaiting his friend's advent. When he at last heard a muted rapping on the penthouse door, he was quick to open it and allow entrance to his companion.

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Hiroshume glanced over at Eyes quickly before averting his gaze once more and sighing.

"Why do you always look as though you've been waiting a long time for me to show up?" He asked. The pianist gave no response to his irritated guest. "If you wanted me here earlier, you should set the time earlier." He continued. Again he was met with silence. Sighing once more, Hiroshume dropped the matter and turned to face the musician, who had followed him deeper into the room.

"I contacted the people you requested yesterday. I got a response from all five of them. Three will be able to come here today. The fourth is currently out of the country, but he said that he received a letter from you a week ago and to tell you that he will be arriving in Japan within this next week. The fifth said that he has other obligations to attend to and will just talk to you at school tomorrow." Hiroshume announced, slipping his phone from within his jacket pocket and scrolling slowly through the list of messages displayed.

"I took the liberty of choosing a meeting time for them to arrive, as you did not specify one when we were talking yesterday." Hiroshume continued, never looking at Eyes. Seeming to have found what he had been looking for, he turned the phone so the screen was facing Eyes and held out the phone for the pianist to take.

"Here is each of their individual messages to you. When I contacted them, I told them to message me back with confirmation, and if they had anything they wanted me to present to you before they arrive, to send a second message with the subject as PRIVATE." He explained before falling silent.

Eyes nodded in response but gave no other indication that he was listening. The young musician scanned quickly over the messages before deleting them and returning the phone to the waiting hacker. Said hacker proceeded to take the phone that was offered to him and return it to the confines of his pocket before speaking once more.

"I set the meeting time for an hour and a half from now. They should begin arriving then. Due to your cryptic manner of revealing information about how you are involved with these people, I assume that you would prefer that I dismiss myself before they arrive?" He asked. Eyes nodded.

"Yes. I need to speak to them about something concerning a matter that you are not involved in." Eyes said simply, placing a hand on the piano and focusing his attention on the keys.

"While I don't expect that you will give me a reason, but it seems a bit odd that a celebrity like you, who was raised in England for his entire life before becoming a concert pianist, would be in any way involved with such low-standing Japanese teens. There is nothing remarkable about them and one even possesses a bit of a criminal record for violence." Hiroshume pointed out, once again looking at something on his phone. He didn't expect an answer from the ever-secretive Eyes Rutherford, but given the fact that the strange connection had grabbed his interest, the young hacker felt it couldn't hurt to ask before he began digging deeper into anyone's backstory. To the teen's surprise, Eyes diverted his attention from the piano to focus briefly on Hiroshume.

"It's from a connection I had in the past." He replied indifferently. "When I was younger, I spent a bit of time in Japan. It was during that time that I met the individuals that I had you contact. That's all." He finished. Hiroshume looked at him doubtfully.

"It seems slightly unlikely that you would have some private matter that demands discussing if they were only mere acquaintances from the past." Hiroshume pointed out. Eyes didn't respond. He had redirected his attention to the glass window as his companion had been speaking and he didn't look away now. Seeing that Eyes had no intention of responding, Hiroshume allowed the matter to drop, as he didn't feel the need to concern himself with his companion's personal relationships or reasons for keeping such company. The hacker had to admit that he couldn't fault Eyes for keeping company with the five he had contacted, as his own background was easily worse than anything that appeared for the pianist's other associates.

Nothing more was said for a substantial amount of time, until Hiroshume chanced to cast a glance at the time before turning his attention to Eyes once more.

"Call or message me if you require anything else. Your guests should be here in about fifteen minutes." He said as he made his way to the door to let himself out. Eyes Rutherford, who had made his way over to the window when the silence had begun, looked over at his departing friend and nodded.

"Thank you for your help. I'll see you tomorrow." He said. Hiroshume glanced back over his shoulder at Eyes before giving a brief wave with the back of his hand and exiting the apartment, leaving Eyes alone.

Twenty minutes elapsed after Hiroshume's departure before Eyes was pulled from his silent thoughts by the abrupt knocking at the apartment door. Another impatient knock was heard as the pianist neared the door. Opening it, he stood before a young girl half his height with bright grey eyes and long hair of the same color drawn back in two pigtails.

Despite her appearance, the girl was less than a year younger than the pianist. The girl's eyes brightened when she saw him and a delighted grin appeared on her face.

"Eyes!" She cried happily, leaping forward to wrap her arms around his waist in an affectionate hug. Eyes couldn't help but smile at the girl hugging him.

"It's good to see you again, Rio." He said, his voice slightly warmer than normal. The girl, Rio Takeuchi, looked up at Eyes and smiled as well, releasing her friend from the embrace. It was at this point that two more people arrived. One was a tall young man with red, spiky hair and green eyes. He looked to be about the same age as Eyes, if not slightly older. He wore a pair of oval glasses and a longer green and black coat and a pair of blue jeans. His companion was a girl whose head came up to the boy's ear. She had amber colored eyes and caramel brown hair. Eyes turned his attention from Rio to them as they approached.

"Yo, long time no see, Rutherford." The red haired boy greeted, giving the pianist a brief wave before replacing his hand in his jacket pocket. Eyes responded with a nod. Meanwhile, Rio had turned to see who was arriving.

"Hey, Kousuke, Ryoko!" She exclaimed, cheerfully waving at them before rushing up to them. "I didn't know you were invited too." She said with a sweet smile.

"Yeah, we both received a weird email saying that Rutherford wanted to meet with us and gave us this address." The boy, Kousuke Asazuki, explained with a nonchalant shrug. Eyes allowed the three friends to talk for a few moments before moving aside to regain their attention and allow them entrance into the apartment.

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"So what's up, Rutherford?" Kousuke asked once they had all entered the penthouse.

"Yeah, what brings you back to Japan?" The amber eyed girl, Ryoko Takamachi, questioned suspiciously. She didn't completely trust the indolent pianist, so she desired a full explanation of his intentions before deciding to cooperate with him.

Eyes had gone to stand beside the piano. His guests had made their way over to the white couch sitting opposite the piano. The two females had seated themselves and the male of the group had opted for leaning against the arm rather than sitting. The three looked at Rutherford expectantly, waiting for an answer. Sighing slightly, the apathetic musician seated himself on the piano bench before giving his full attention to his guests.

"Kanone has most likely already informed you about the increased "Hunter" threat that is going to descend on Japan soon?" Eyes questioned. The three nodded, their expressions becoming serious.

The "Hunters" were one of three groups involved with the Blade Children. The other two groups consisted of the "Savers" and the "Watchers". Of these three groups, the "Hunters", were the ones that desired to do the Blade Children harm. Each of the groups operated for relatively similar purposes.

Originally, the three groups had been merged into one. These individuals had made up the original team that had established the Blade Children project. The Blade Children project was designed to create humans with heightened intelligence and abilities. This was accomplished by creating test tube babies sharing the DNA of someone with the desired "god-like" characteristics. However, when the god-like man became more of a devil than a god, his children were looked upon in a new light.

With the threat that the shared DNA possessed, the Blade Children project was cancelled. But what of the children that already existed. There was substantial controversy about the future of the Blade Children.

Ultimately, the original group fractured, breaking apart into the three aforementioned groups. The "Hunters" desired the death of the Blade Children. They believed that the Blade Children needed to be wiped from existence, returned to the darkness they came from, before they had a chance to follow in their father's murderous footsteps.

The second of the groups, the "Savers", disagreed that the Blade Children needed to be slaughtered like animals for the actions of the one who's DNA they shared. This faction worked to try and protect the Blade Children from the evil intentions of the "Hunters". Unfortunately, the "Savers" were few in number to start with. Currently, very few "Savers" remained, leaving the Blade Children to fight for their own survival.

The third faction was the percentage who felt that action of any kind was premature. The "Watchers" elected to see how fate decided to play out before deciding whether the children needed to be eliminated. Unlike the former two groups, who were actively involved, in one way or another in the Blade Children's lives, the "Watchers" opted to quietly observe without getting involved.

"It has become more serious than Kanone and I originally anticipated. For this reason, I have decided to involve myself once more in this matter." Eyes Rutherford explained solemnly.

"But Eyes," Rio began, looking with concern at the performer. "What about your career?"

"Yeah, I mean is it really okay for you to be here in Japan right now?" Kousuke agreed, looking from Rutherford to Rio, concern as well as slight confusion showing in his emerald green eyes. Eyes shook his head.

"It's fine. I have already taken a leave of absence from the music world and have made my decision public." Rutherford explained calmly. "It is perfectly fine that I am here in Japan right now." He continued. The three guests nodded in unison at Eyes' explanation, though their expressions showed clearly their unease about the decision.

"So it's gotten that bad, huh?" Kousuke questioned, focusing on the floor rather than his host as he spoke. Eyes nodded, softly verbalizing the action. Ryoko, who had be sitting quietly up to this point now turned her attention upon the stoic pianist.

"So what is the plan, then?" She asked brashly, glaring Rutherford down. "If you're here, then it must mean that you and Kanone have come up with a plan to fight back." The three other occupants of the room silently looked with surprise at Ryoko, who had spoken rather directly, before Eyes' expression returned to its usual appearance and he nodded.

"For now, I've had it arranged that I will enroll at Tsukiomi Academy with the rest of you, starting tomorrow." He began. A look of surprise and shock was evident on the faces of the three listeners.

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"You're doing what?"

"Eyes, that's crazy!"

"What are you thinking, Rutherford?!"

These responses came simultaneously from the three sitting across from the young pianist. Kousuke was on his feet by now, and appeared more angry than shocked at the moment. Rio simply remained where she was, a look of surprise on her face and Ryoko appeared confused. Seeing that more questions were soon to follow the previous ejaculations, Rutherford held up a hand for the three to allow him to continue uninterrupted, as he had no intention of allowing this to turn into a question and answer session.

"Kanone and I have spent much time discussing what to do about this situation and ultimately, he feels that my attending Tsukiomi is the best method for the time being." His tone was serious as he spoke. He focused his attention on his hands which were clasped before him.

"So then, does that mean that Kanone is coming back to Japan as well?" Asazuki was the first to speak. He sounded confused and unsure, but he trusted Rutherford to do what was best for the Blade Children, so he didn't voice any disagreement for the plan. All of the Blade Children present knew that it was unlikely that the famous Eyes Rutherford would undertake something as drastic as the proposed plan without Kanone being somewhere nearby. A nod from the pianist confirmed their suspicions and the room visibly relaxed slightly. After a few moments of silence, Rio spoke.

"So what exactly is the situation, Eyes?" She questioned, her eyes focused and serious. "If the situation is bad enough to pull you back into the game, then we need to know everything so we can prepare." She finished. The others nodded in agreement. Eyes sighed, still focusing on his hands.

"I will tell you what I know, but even I am quite in the dark in regards to the magnitude of the current situation. Kanone said that he will inform us of everything once he is here in the country." He replied. Kousuke frowned.

"It's not like Kanone to keep secrets from you." He observed, voicing what everyone, including the pianist, was thinking. The comment did not require a response, so Eyes gave it none. Instead, he turned his attention to the topic at hand.

"This is the situation so far…." He began.

Eyes stood alone once more in his apartment. He stood with his gaze fixated on the world beyond the window, but his mind was elsewhere. He had spent the last three hours discussing the current situation with his fellow Blade Children. He had lied to them all. Eyes was a master at keeping secrets, but it still felt wrong hiding things from his comrades. Still, he couldn't justify divulging the full extent of what he knew about the current situation until he had time to talk to Kanone about it. The current matter was too dangerous to be taken lightly.

With a soft sigh, he slipped his phone from his pocket and began scrolling through the numbers listed. Selecting one, he held the phone to his ear, waiting for the line to connect. Before the phone had been able to ring more than once, it was answered.

"To what to I owe the honor of a second summons in one day?" Hiroshume's voice came across slightly sarcastic. Eyes ignored the reaction.

"I need you to find out exactly when Kanone will be arriving in Japan." The pianist replied, his tone more serious than usual.

"Something change in your plans?" Hiroshume questioned. The sound of typing, and what could easily have been the beeping of a second phone, could be heard in the background.

"No," Eyes replied. "I just need to speak with him as soon as he lands." He stated. He heard Hiroshume nod.

"Well, he said that he would arrive within the week, but I'll see if I can't get you a more pinpointed date. Why don't you just call him?" He questioned, filling the silence as he worked to carry out the musician's request. Eyes didn't respond.

Getting no response, the hacker gave up on conversation. The line was dead for several minutes before Hiroshume spoke again.

"From what I can find, he should be landing in the country the day after tomorrow." He replied. "I'll text you the exact times and which airport he'll be at. Though you'll be in school at that time, so it probably won't matter." He said. Eyes nodded, and thanking Hiroshume for the information, ended the call.

Kanone Hilbert stood beside the window of his hotel room. He was currently in the process of making his way back to Japan. Had it not been for the preparations he needed to make for the upcoming battle, he would have been able to arrive in Japan by the next day. Instead, he stood alone in a run-down hotel room, thinking about what his companions were doing at that moment.

With a slight sigh, he turned and left the room. Entering onto the streets of Manchester, England, he walked with his head down, careful not to make eye contact with anyone. No one would know him for what he was, a Blade Child, but there was a possibility of someone recognizing him as Kanone Hilbert.

Kanone had been raised in England, growing up alongside Eyes Rutherford, his best friend. He had also spent much of his youth traveling around England, especially in recent years. For this reason, it was not impossible that a former acquaintance would recognize him. That was something he didn't want. It had been years since Kanone had been to Manchester, so the odds were in his favor.

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He walked for quite some time before noticing a small park to his left and approached it. As it was growing late, very few people were still occupying the park. At this, Kanone smiled.

Without a word, he walked to an empty bench and sat down, enjoying the cool September wind as it blew gently through his tawny brown hair. He remained this way for some time before a soft mewling caught his attention. Refocusing his attention to the ground at his feet, he saw a small, cream colored kitten. It was thin and looked up at him expectantly, warily. Smiling kindly, Kanone slumped to pick up the kitten. Kanone had always loved cats. In fact, they were his favorite animals. He especially loved Himalayans, but he had a soft spot for all cats.

Drawing the kitten onto his lap, he stroked it softly. Beginning to purr, the kitten cuddled into his coat, pleased at being out of the wind. The young man continued to stroke the small life before speaking.

"You should be careful, little one. It's not safe for you to be out on the streets." He said softly. Hearing him speak, curious ice blue eyes turned upward to meet army green eyes. Kanone smiled once more, scratching the kitten under the chin. "Unfortunately I can't keep you. There are things I need to do that wouldn't allow me to take care of you. Besides, you wouldn't want someone like me." He continued softly, rubbing the small head. The kitten continued to purr.

Kanone remained this way for some time, until a soft rustling of leaves broke the silence. At the sound, the Blade Child's body went on high alert, prepared for his battle reflexes to take over.

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Kanone Hilbert was easily one of the most dangerous of all the Blade Children. He was viewed with respect and contempt by the "Hunters" and was at the top of the list of Blade Children the "Hunters" wanted eliminated. Due to his lethal efficiency and battle abilities, Kanone had gained the dubious title of "The Gun With Wings" from the "Hunters".

Kanone had been the one to lead the fight against the "Hunters" in years past when the threat had forced the Blade Children to go on the offensive. He was also the one who had trained the majority of the active Blade Children in hand-to-hand combat and weapons use.

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Gently lifting the kitten, he tucked the small creature into his inside coat pocket before sitting motionless, listening to the wind. All was silent for several minutes before a muted pop was heard as a bullet discharged from a silencer.

Before the sound was even heard, Kanone's battle reflexes took over, allowing him to move ever so slightly to the left. The bullet sailed over his shoulder, impacting a tree that stood opposite the bench.

Moving into action, Kanone easily made his way around to the other side of the bench in less than a second and took up shelter behind a sizeable tree. From the direction that the shot had come from, the Blade Child had a good idea of where his attacker was. Knowing this, the Winged Gun didn't bother waiting for a second attack. Moving with agility, he swiftly decreased the distance between himself and his assailants. As he approached, he heard a muffled curse followed immediately by another muted pop from a second shot. Again, Kanone dodged the shot with ease. This last attack provoked a cold smile onto the veteran fighter's lips.

"These "Hunters" are amateurs. They're no threat to me." He thought to himself as he overtook the now retreating "Hunters". A look of terror and dread spread across the young "Hunters'" faces as they stood staring at the reincarnation of death itself. A thin smile appeared over Kanone's features as he moved onto the offensive. In less than three seconds the Blade Child had commandeered one of the "Hunters" guns and dropped the men to the ground.

Standing amid the chaos of blood splatter and bodies, Kanone looked over his work. Though not one man was left conscious, there was also not a single man that was either dead or in extreme danger of dying. Wiping his finger prints off of the stolen gun, Kanone returned the weapon to the hand an unconscious "Hunter" and turned away.

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Kanone quickly left the park, not wanting to be caught as being part of the bloody battle that had just occurred. He seemed utterly unaffected by the whole affair as he stepped into the quiet solitude of a small neighborhood. He wandered the neighborhood for a while before allowing a sigh to escape his lips.

Carefully, he retrieved the kitten, which had been sleeping in his coat pocket up until this point, and held it up before his eyes. Man and animal exchanged a brief look before Kanone gave the kitten one final stroke and set on the grass in one of the yards. "Take care of yourself." He said softly before turning and walking away. Not once did he look back. He was heading into hell. He wasn't going to drag anyone else down with him.