Three servants of God.
"A...Shesha radar." Radha flatly repeated.
"Yes, this device will enable us to know when this big flaming snake will strike next, letting us evacuate and prepare to fight him off." The old Doctor Matsuda spoke with clear enthusiasm. Moving around his cluttered office as he fiddled with this, took a stake of paper, and was just overall hard to follow.
"you mean, we, the holder of the Ame-no-Habakiri will be tasked to slay the ancient Naga." Mukhara spoke without much enthusiasm. Her doll like hands resting on the hilt of the legendary sword, the ancient blade resting at her hip as if it had always been meant to be there.
A sentiment Krishna-Kripa shared fully since, he was not only frost sensitive, but also very weak to fire...as plants had the tendency to be. 'I may be the son of two powerful women...but this means nothing if a bit of heat and cold is all that's needed to end me.' He remembered the first time he had faced the flaming hydra, the heat alone had been enough to put him out of commission…
that...and the realization that Yuki...His Yuki. The one he had thought had died thirty years ago with his head in her lap...was standing right in front of them, controlled by...the agglomeration of humanities desire to die...something that felt like the personification of Nihilism.
Thankfully, being a personalist and having met God personally, Krishna-Kripa had no fear of falling to it. Fire and ice, on the other hands..
'and it's like, the two most common elemental magic out there.' He grumble internally. 'Sure, I can shoot a freaking Matser spark...as long as the dude I want dead don't get a first hit on me.' He didn't even know how he managed to pull it off...'I guess I'll just stick to my shovel then.'He felt the God given spade…
The spade, the Lotus by his ear, his cloths, the chaas, his friendship, his teasing, the time He gave a conditioned soul…
That one Kiss on his hair...
Those were all Gods show of love...a Love Krishna-Kripa didn't deserved.
His mother took his hand, giving it a squeeze. "Hey...Don't worry, everything will be fine."
Krishna-kripa let out a breath trough his nose.
"So, the quest is rather simple if you ask me." Doctor Matsuda held his hands together, his balding head reflecting the artificial light almost comically. "you just need to get in the sky tower and climb the whole structure until you reach the workers rest area, the component should be there somewhere."
'Convenient...and yet not...this feel's just like the whole 'three crest to open the seal' sort of crap.''
"I see, then we will be on our way to get what you require for the radar. We just need to prepare for the upcoming fight." Mukhara spoke, her voice confident, and her posture radiating a type of gentle power that could move mountains.
"Great!" the old doctor clapped his hands together as he beamed. "Once the component's are all gathered, and I finish the radar, waking that big ol' snake dead won't be much of a challenge." the doctor puffed his chest.
Krishna-kripa hid how much he didn't look forward facing the fake Shesha.
Thus having spoke, doctor Matsuda showed them the door and returned to whatever a Japanese 'doctor' does behind close door.
After a trip trough the teleporter (nope, Kripa still hated the thing.) the small group returned to Cafe Florida, there, Skin greeted Mukhara with folded palms, and taking her to a discreet corned, began to ask her some questions on the Bhagavad-Gita while Kripa was being fed by his Aunt.
Meaning, the Hell-cat, the one that kept killing him on easy on his way to the fourth boss was lovingly ladling in his plate this porridge made of bean's and rice with some vegetables mix. It was warm, fresh, fragrant, made with love and offered to Krishna with all the Bhatki Radha-Shyamasundara had.
And the taste was out of this world, with different spice Kripa knew by taste, but not by name.
Radha kept filling his plate, openly fussing over him, her purrs of pleasure and tears that flowed from her eyes told the returned Vaishnava that he had been missed.
After his fifth bowl and a nap (His mother would not let him stay awake, he needed all the rest he could get before thing would get ugly.) the small reconstituted family were in the armory, given access by Skin, of all persons. Mukhara had to change her prosthetic, Radha wanted to change into some pants and Kripa?
As much as he like the lion shirt (Narashimha-deva, Or Krishna as the supreme protector.), the thing was dirty, had already garnered a few holes and one burn mark.
No way Kripa would let this divine shirt get destroyed. Thankfully, they found a few sets of clots that would fit him...all of them with The Half-lion, Half man incarnation of Krishna, Arjuna and Krishna on a chariot with the entire Bhagavad-Gita printed on the back and one with Hanuman burning down Lanka.
'Thank you Krishna...' He thought as he chose the Gita one, wanting the ancient text to remain with him.
And then...he realised something.
" Mom,I thought you forgot your prosthetic." Kripa-commanted as he inspected his shovel, even after all the demons he had killed, the blade still held it's sharpness, and the shaft was still straight.
"ah..." Mukhara sheepishly rubbed the back of her head. "I honestly forgot about them..."
"really? Forgetting about your prosthetics?" Radha-Shyamasudara pointedly asked, one ear comically flattening on her head.
"Well, I was disturbed...can't I be forgiven about forgetting my legs and arms when expecting to recover the dead body of my only son?" She shot back, she was clearly annoyed.
"oh...well, it ain't a dead bod-...well, alright, it's still a dead body, but K.K still in it, you know."The kasha joyfully spoke from the top of the lockers.
"still inside...oh, you referencing thr Gita, right?" Krishna-Kripa tried to remember the verse...of was it the commantaries?
"Yup!" Rahda nodded as she jumped down and landed beside her cart. "Basicly, the bodies we have right now are made of material element like, water, fire, wind, earth, sound, false ego, mind, and inteligence. Now all of those fancy material element...they dull and dead." She explained.
" so, what's the difference between a living body and a dead body?" Krishna-Kripa asked as he sat down to tie his army boots. Eager to remember this eternal knowledge.
"The soul K.K. A living body's a machine with the battery and the cartridge." Radha-Shyamasundara explained from her spot in the bench. " The soul's the battery and the player, the Karma's the game and the consolss the material world."
"Ah!...yeah, that make sence."
'"Dead body, no battery, no cartridge. 's it easy to follow?" she asked.
Krishna-Kripa nodded with a wide grin. "This body's like a yantra, a machine, and the soul sits in the heart like the driver in a car."
" Ishvarah sarva-bhutanam, Hrd-deshe 'rjuna tistati. Bhramaryan Sarva-Bhutani Yantrarudhani mayaya." Mukhara quoted. "Sri Bhagavan, Krishna said in the Bhagavad-Gita, chapter eighteen, shloka...verse sixty-one "The supreme Lord is situated in everyone's heart, oh Arjuna, and is directing the wandering of all living entities, who are seated as on a machine made of material energy. "" she ended her recitation as she began to test her fighting set. "but since our previous death has robbed us of our previous memory, the Lord in the heart remind us of our previous desires and guide us to attain what we want."
something...a realization hit the returned son of Mukhara.
"mom…does this mean...that every tragedy… that this...this is...everything is Krishna's f...everything is Krishna's doing?"
He didn't want to think about this. He didn't like it.
"Param-atma is the neutral expansion of the Supreme, he has neither friend nor enemy, he simply gives our due like an aloof judge." Mukhara's words of wisdom echoed in the room. "The Lord is not callous by any means, but He is also impartial."
"Oh...So, Super-soul give makes us act on certain desired, and this makes Karma." Krishna-Kripa resumed.
"But to make Karma, we need to have some free will," Radha-Shyamasundara added. 'basically the ability to make our own decision. If you desire to follow the rules, then ya get some nice perks like good food, wealth, beauty, intelligence, worthy sons and even a birth in Swarga. don't follow the rules of set by God and-"
"and you get the opposite." Karuna-sindhu finished.
Mukhara gave a wry smile. "Many people becomes atheist because they think hell will cease to exist if they stop believing in it. Going as far as to deny everything but some lie...or even voidism as a mean to explain what happen after death." She snorted. "A child does not escape from a due punishment by hiding from his loving parents."
"yeah, but since everyone in Kali-Yuga's self-entitled, it's never their fault...and they don't wanna extend more effort then necessary in something "unscientific" as God, the soul and reincarnation." The kasha made some air quotes. "thing is, material science ain't all that scientific in the first place. it's basically a bunch of theory that may or may not be true and if proven to be true can become a lie later..." Radha snorted. "It takes more faith to believe in something as fallible as modern, empiric science and then descending Vedic knowledge. But don't ya dare tell that to atheist. I swar, thei are like the most sensitive about that."
"Ironically, to be a theist in now on the same level then being a Heretic, and to be a godless materialist with a flimsy moral compass is absolutely normal." Mukahara commented as she got to her feet.
"What is night for the materialist is day for the spiritualist, and what is night for spiritualist is day for the materialist." Krishna-Kripa quoted with a bright smile.
This...this felt normal. It felt comfortingly familiar.
"For a materialist, God means nothing. For a pious soul, no mater their religion, God gives everything. And for a vaishnava, Krishna is everything." Mukhara spoke with a bright smile.
"Yeah! And no matter yer birth or how bad yer astrological chart is, if ya chant His holy names, yer considered the most fortunate soul in the entire brahmanda!" Rahda declared.
Krishna-Kripa grinned. "Then I took birth from a very opulent Family then!"
"You bet! Yer one mama's the ancient price of Japan, a level three earthly hermit, a Buddha, a world renown and all around pure devotee of Bhagavan." Radha-shyamasundara joyfully declared as she jumped in Mukhara's new arms, lovingly nuzzling her.
In cat form, of course.
"Well, this glories I have is only due to our master, Rupanuga swami. Without him...and my Godsister Mandodari, I would either be dead at the bottom of the Sanzu or haplessly lost in India, probably practicing some hodge-podge yoga or, God forbid, be pack in politic."
The word made Radha hissed and jump out. "Politic-Eurgh!
Mukhara smirked."Now, if you really want to see a pure devotee, look no further then your dear aunty Sri Rahda."
"Nyah!" Radha protested. "I knew you want me to be pure n' all, but I'm like the lustiest cat on the block."
"Don't say that." Mukhara denied. "from all the Kasha of hell bot New and Old, you are the most chaste and patient, waiting for the Lord to send you a good husband." she praised.
"Yeah...but I ain't like Mando, Mandodari remained a renounced woman all her devotional life." Radha praise instead. " Her one goal and Lover is Bhagavan, no one else. Seriously, she's so pure." Radha openly gushed about the unkown renunciente.
"Yes, but as she said time and time again. it's not because she can't stand kids that she should be praised, all glories should be showered on the Grihasta willing to bear Krishna's children...not that her choice was not extraordinary." Mukhara countered. "She gave me the seed of Bhakti, she helped me get steady in my service, introduced me to Guru-deva and helped me learned how o chant and dance to Harinam Prabhu , trully, this woman is like a mother to me."
"and me..." Radha spoke with overflowing affection.
"Uh...Mom?" Kripa ventured. "Do I...Did Aegis knew her?" He asked, wanting to know more about this Mandodari, another Godsister.
Mukhara shook her head. "No, you never met her in your previous life time."
"Anyway," Radha interrupted as she jumped t the ground and assumed her human form. "I think way may need to stop worshiping Krishna's awesome servant...not that there's anything wrong there, I just wanna get to the Siracha pasta detector flag A.S.A.P."
It took some time for Krishna-kripa to realized who Radha was referring too, and then...he bust into laughter.
His mirth lasted until they met the hot sauce linguini on the way tot he sky tower. Wisely, the plant like youth sat this one out and let Radha do a repeat of what goddess Bastet did to this evil snake that ate the sun.
her opinion about the fight? And the taste of the beast?
"I had cheap Tabasco that had more kick to it."
eventually, as they made their way to the sky tower, the small family crossed path with the tsukiji Hongwangji.
"You looking for redemption?" one of the guard...some beserking demon with a red sword addressed them. "you know, for your soul? don'tcha want the Polytheistic Alliance to save it?"
"Reject this wretched universe." the other guard, a fake Ganesh by the look of it, spoke in what was probably the worst Hindi accent in existence. "leave behind this physical realm and find peace in the new universe. Just know, to let go of your physical bodies means embracing death"
Krishna-kripa just looked at the guy...'...yeah, the fake Krishna definitively never read the Gita." beside him, Radha-Shyamasundara growled.
The false Ganesha stared.
"what?" Radha licked her lips.
"you...are covered in blood." The fake son of Shiva spoke as he intensely stared at the triumphant Kasha.
"It's ain't blood," she corrected. "It's some real weak hot sauce."
Krishna-Kripa turned his face away, trying not to burst in laughter.
"...Right...Hot sauce...So, are you willing to die for Salvation?" Aganesha asked again, eager for three more souls to enter the temple of death.
"No, were fine..." Mukhara flatly declined as she quickly walked away form the all too inviting portal to Yuki.
A hundred meters away and they finaly groaned.
"Oh My dear lord sri-Gauranaga! This guys a fraking joke!" Radha spat. "'To let go of your physical body means death.' not shit Sherlock, as if the body was alive in the first place." the angered Kasha kicked a trash can, sending the thing flying like a burning comet. "Argh! And that demon has the rotten balls to call himself Krishna! That's it, I'm raiding the place and dragging him back to Ekanamsa!" Radha hissed as she tried to run back to the tsukiji temple. Only to be stopped by Mukhara.
"Rahda! You can't do that!" the ancient hermit aid as she held the cat by the scruff of the neck. "We're not supposed to go there yet."
At those words, Radha deflated. And Mukhara turned to her son. "I'm sorry betta, I know you want to save Yuki as fast as possible, but the tsukiji Hongwangi is off limit."
Krishna-Kripa blinked. How did she…
"I can hear your ten desires..." Mukhara rubbed the back of her head. "It's...not polite on my part to assume you would openly speak...neither was-"
"It's alright mom, it's not something you can stop so easily." Krishna-Kripa was used not to be heard, and to have things assumed about him. Or down right forced. "Anyway, why can't we just barge in, grab Yuki and Flynn?" the dryad asked.
He knew the power of his Mother, and the hell cat could control Ghost! It would be a piece of cake to just-
"First of all, I still don't know how much the admin-hermit is can tolerate my meddling. He's already aware of my presence and I'm sure he will edit his realm in consequence." Mukhara explained. "Second, the tsukiji-hognwangji we saw was but an empty illusion...and a death trap."
"A death-trap?" Krishna-Kripa parroted.
Mukhara turned to her son. And her attestation got diverted to someone who was coming right behind him. Turning around, Krishna-Kripa saw none other then Nozomi...
"Hey there group. Sorry I took a bit more time then expected." Nozomi addressed Mukhara and her son. "Had some pictured to drop and a girl to see. By the way Kripa, why did you leave your sister high and dry? didn't even check on her after all that happened!" Nozomi scolded the Dryad.
The servant of God made a face. "I...need some time without her." Sure, he still loved his sister but…
how would she react to him having his mom again, and how about the fact that she had partially seen God and…
So much had happened over the last few days...His name changed, his nature changed, he remembered who he was before, had a mom who was and an aunt who were from this P.C game... And the fact that Asahi had willingly followed the instruction of a demon without consulting him...sure, what was happening was part of his Krishna's plan...but still.
Kripa needed a break from her...and maybe...maybe he would talk to her later, when all was deal with.
And then...'Oh Krishna, how can a simple brother-sister relationship get so complicated?"
'My dear Kripa, material relationship and trencient and imperfect. But worry not, it's temporary." He heard his lord speak from within his heart.
"Krishna? Krish-"
"Shh, Kripa...I'm in your heart, I told you I would never leave." Krishna, His Krishna spoke in his heart. "Now, It's imperative you do not speak of my nome, for the name 'Krishna' as reached the same amount of infamy as the name Yehovah." The suprme personality of Godhead grumbled.
'Alright...alrght...Oh God, I missed you so much, why did you leave? Did I do something wrong? Is it because I-" Krishna-Kripa stumbled on his words, he had no idea what to do. He could hear Krishna in him, but he could not see him, let alone hug him. What to say about kissing him...
"No. Kripa...it's not your fault..."
'Please...don't say it's yours.' Krishna-Kripa knew God to be faultless, he was the supreme pure, and only the pure ones could even come close to him. And Krishna-Kripa knew he did not fit the requierment...he was…
Impure...
"So, Sanatana Goswami got some pretty bad skin deseas as he was traversing the forests of bengal to reach Jagannath Puri, it caused his skin to form wealt that would ooze pus and blood...and they were painful also."Rupanuga swami explained as Yuki and Aigis peared at a print of the golden Avatara embracing annother young man, Sanatana Goswami. "But even in this condition, Lord Sri Krishna-Chaitania Mahaprabhu would still give him a Godly bear hug every time he would meet his dear devotee."
"Really?" Yuki asked, his voice filled with wonder. "So...even if I'm...If I did sins in the past...Lord Nitiananda and Gauranga will...God will not reject me?" The blunette asked with a shy type of hope.
'oh...yuki-kun.'
Rupanuga swami smiled compasionatly, giving the ground leader of S.E.E.S a very hearthy pat on the back comboed with a rigororous, one handed shoulder massage.
"You'r doing fine Yuki. Just keep going on the path of Bhakti like you are. The lord said in the Bhagavate-Gita; Sarva dhamra parityaja, Mam ekam sharanam Vraja. Aham twam sarva-papebhyo, mokshayami ma suchaha." The great servant of the lord recited from memori. "Abandon all varieties of religion and just surrender unto Me. I shall deliver you from all sinful reaction. Do not fear.'"
"and what does it mean to surender to God...To Krishna?" Aigis asked.
Rupanuga swami turned to her. " surendering to God, Krishna. Means that you return to your originial position as his eternal servent. Beign a servant of God means hat if He ask you something, you do it wihtout any hesitation or consideration weither it will be good for you or not." he explained.
"Kripa?" His mother broke him out of his memory.
He shook his head, chasing away the illusion of having spoken to his dear Krishna. "yeah, sorry I...I spaced out, what's going on?" he asked.
Nozomi was dressed differently, like..in actual protective cloth. "Well, with Twinki's snake-"
"don't you have another name for him." Mukhara wince. Same as he son.
"...I think I do have some thing better, with snowy's red hot Hydra-"
"He wasn't all that hot to be honest, more like plesently warm." Rahda quiped, not that Nozomi gave her any attention.
"Both Lucifer and Merkebha are calling a truce...and joining force with us humans to restablish the usual status quo..." She crossed her arms. "Now, theoreticaly, it means neither of those side will attack us. But...once Shesha's murdered and Snowy's back in his cosy little prison, it's back to the usual..." Obliviously, it felt like a bad situation all around. "Also, Asahi says hi."
"Oh...er…." Krishna-Kripa picked up his smartphone, turned the thing on and was bombarded by all of Asahi's S.M.S about how sorry she was for unleashing Krishna and Shesha, how she was pardoned and how she was so stoke about Kripa being found by his mother and aunt and hat she hoped they could always remained brother and sister.
and a whole bunch of thinly veiled guilt tripping and hinting at the 'material'...well, thinly vailed, the Bpss would not catch it, but Kripa knew what Asahi was trying to do.
He would speak to her once his mom would drag him back to Cafe Florida...since the Boss had banned him from the Kinshicho guild. His home.
Asahi was fully human, a young girl of near legal age and the Boss' daughter. obliviously, the Master of the Kinshicho station wanted to protect his own flesh and blood. not that it matered anymore.
Kripa had another home to go to...this one, eternal.
"Anyway." Nozomi broke him out of his revelation. "I ain't a queen anymore, not that the title was real in the first place." the blond huntress spoke as she ran a hand in her blond locks. "My fairies...they..." she sighed. "Lady Danu decided to take back her position as the queen."
"Oh...that sucks." Krishna-Kripa winced. To which, Nozomi shrugged.
"It's a slap...but with how Snowy's trowing a few monkey wrenches around...and your mom busting up more illusions then most of us cared about, I'm not that surprised." The blond admitted as they began to walk again, their destination; the sky-tower.
"Yeah." At least Krishna-Kripa had God in his side...and his previous memories making things more bearable. Still, it still felt surreal…
"I still can't believe this whole things a hoax." Nozomi voiced after some meters were crossed. "...my whole life was all about survival of the fittest" her voice became faint. "My Gran...she would tell me stories on how the world was before the demons and angels came in. She would tell me about the country side, the ocean...theme parks and the sun shinning from 5:30 ish to 8...the rain, the wind." The Ex-queen's voice wavered. Her eyes grew misty behind her green prtotection glasses.
"Nozomi?"
"I...I want to see it. I'm sick of this place, sick of the lack of food and the ****-up thin I had to do just to survive the God Damn-'"
"Hey!"
"-place...I want...I want my freedom. I want to see the beautiful World the Real One made… not this over-sized crypt."
Krishna-Kripa could easily share this sentiment. He missed the… 'hey wait a minute...I can't remember any of that. My old body had like zero sense perception.'
'no...it's not from my old body...it's from my childhood with mom.'
The feeling of the sun on his skin, the spiced buttermilk, the smell of cow dung…The insence, and Krishna's holy name.
He missed it all.
"Oh, my dear Nozomi. Once this whole mess is settled, I will bring you to my humble home in Mayapur." Mukhara interjected. "It's in India, so you will have plenty of photo-oportunity."
"Or, if you'd like ,Gensokyo's borders open for those who still want some Japanese folklore in their K.C life...if your into Krishna Conciouce life anyway." Radha piped as she slung an arm around Mukhara's shoulder. "It's were I live with Savitri and her husband Govinda das...i'm the house cat."
Nozomi smiled. "Wow! You know...I will think about it."
"we won't preach to you, miss Nozomi." Mukjhara assured. "If you desire to know more, then I will simply speak it out. You may also ask me directly."
Nozomi looked at the legendary Prince...the Vaishnavi and smiled. "That's kind of you, but I rather not sell the tiger's skin before killing it."
Mukhara inclined her head. "Indeed, I apologize for my forwardness miss."
Suddenly, Mukhara and Radha went on high alert. "We have company." and sure enough, the biggest hordes of Demons ambushed them.
Some where of human shape, their gaping mouth opened wide as it's bisected their bodies down middle of their legs, their putrefied skin shuddering at every shuffling step.
A few looming figure stood behind the evil crops, their yellow eyes eerily glowing trought chains-hair, they maw too wide for their face.
"So...we got ourselves some Pischachas and some Grendel..." Nozomi muttered as she removed the safety of her gun and took her phone out. "Great! Perfect to make a better day for an exiled queen!" She summoned her demons, Napaea, Oberon and Cu Cullain.
Krishna-Kripa unhooked his shovel, Mukhara drew out the Legendary Ame-no-habakiri and Radhna-Shyamasundara flexed her claws out, calling forth a slew of zombie fairies.
The demons lunged. and the Assembled Devotee's roared.
Some time later… they finally arrived at the sky tower, were a pair of angel stood guard.
As per usual.
"Oh...I know them!" Mai informed. "They used to be the supervisor of my supervisors!" She winced. "they hate this place, I'm sure they are in an especially sour mood." she spoke from their shared hiding spot, unwilling to risk the 'heavenly' wrath that would surely befall her.
"Let's see...one Dominion and one...huh, that's anew one." Nozomi muttered. "Now, there's supposed to be an alliance now formed between humans and angels." She spoke with a crooked Grin. "WHo want's to test it?"
"Maybe we could let Mai speak to them?" Krishna-Kripa proposed. To which, Mai paled.
"M-Master...this would be a terrible idea...remember, I defected, I'm even lower in rank and..and they won't hesitate to kill all of us." she spoke with fear, to which Radha scoffed.
"phu-lease. Those things ain't the hottest shoe-lace down there." Radha scoffed." beside, the last mob gave us more trouble. I say, let's just forget bout them and just fly up." She pointed her finger to the unseen top of the tower.
"And that would be a terrible idea." Mukhara shot down. "Radha, three of us may be able to fly, and both of us could practically rid to sky of any air-born trouble but...this would be a very quick way to get spotted by the hermit, and the last thing we want is to grab his attention by breaking his game too much."
"Not only that." Nozomi interjected. "But the thing doc Matsuda wanted ain't in that tower, kitty. it's in the workers break room up in the bedrock layer." the exiled queen gave a helpless shrugged. "The only way to reach is trough the sky tower...and personally, I'd rather have both of my feet on terra firma."
"Me too." Krishna-Kripa mumbled. He hated height...like, he'd rather die then fly.
"so. that's settled then, let's put this alliance to the test." Nozomi spoke with mock enthusiasm. "No offence princess, but I think I should be the one doing the talking." She addressed Mukhara, who gave a bow.
"Be my guest."
Nozomi put her shotgun and phone away, wanting to appear as neutral and inoffensive as possible. She approached the two angels, her hands in the air. The rest of the group emerged from theri hiding spot, Mai returning to Krishna-Krpa's smartphone and out of sight.
One of the angels...the creepy, stuck up one hugged by an iron maiden kept his eyes on her, his silence deafening.
Kripa's hand move to his shovel, only to have his mother stop him.
no...it was not the time to apear as a treath...those two were not illusions. 'Who ever designed those demons has a very twisted sense of style. Especially for the ladies...and what's up with the dominion? Is he...is he emereging from a creepy mannequins boobs? Aw hell no...that's just wrong!The other guys even...i don't even...is he made out of glass? Are those his internal organs? Krishna...please tell me you angels don't look like those guys.'
No answer, but a general sense of...'who do you think I am.' flooded Krishna Kripa.
Right…
'well...at;east I know the guy on the right will be easy to cream..if it comes to that.'
The...bosom buddy looked at Nozomi from the top of his nose, wrinkling the appendage as if he had smell something old and putrid.
Nozomi began to explain what she had hear, the situation and what they needed in the celestial vault.
The dominion did not look all that impresses, while the other one looked at Nozomi like one look at a very interesting if inoffensive demon...like a magic-less jack frost. Of a cold-cut onmoraki.
"...I've heard no words of this endeavor."The dominion snottily drawled.
"Really? Not even a peep from your superiors?" Nozomi prodded.
"No. not at all, and none of us had the knowledge of a doctor named Matsuda, Neither in Mikado nor...here."
The three vaishnavas collective brows went up.
"Well...now that's quite the development." Mukhara muttered. "I knew there was something Fishy about him."
"Can't you let us in though? We really do need those chips to make the Shesha radar."
The snob rolled his eyes as he inspected his gloved hands. "Your needs are irrelevant to us..."
The glass guard sent a disapproving glance to his partner. Then he truned at Nozomi and the merry group of devotees."No matter what is happening right now, we cannot let you in without permission." He patronized.
Nozomi's shoulder sank, and she returned to the saintly trio. "Welp...I guess there's no two ways about it." She shrugged.
"So...Now what?" Radha-Shyamasundara asked. "I know none of you are comfortable killing other Jivas."
"Yes but no..." Krishna-Kripa crossed his arms. He would kill if need's be, and that was itHis mother gave him a look...and a small smile.
"and like...if we fly up, Roomba and Glass bones will call reinforcement."
"Can we please not fly." Krishna-Kripa begged.
Mukhara turned to her son. "Hmm...maybe we can just skip this part and just look for Shesha by sound." She rubbed her earmuff. "it's not like the fake Lord's quiet you know."
"Kind of already messed-up the noddle enough tough, I swear the thing whimpered for mercy after I was trough with him." Radha scratched he left ear. "Maybe he died...of maybe his puppet of a master retrieved him...but I don't think well see spicy min-min anytime soon."
"The fake Lord?" Krishna-Kripa asked. "I thought only Krishna was the Lord."
"Yes, Krishna is the original personality of Godhead, but he also has unlimited expansion, or avatars steaming from his second Form, Sri-Balarama." Mukhara explained.
"Long story short, The source of everything is Sri-Krishna, but since he doesn't want to be alone, he expanded himself as Balarama, his elder brother, and from Balarama came Shankarshana, and sharkarshana's also called Shesha." Radha smoothly followed trough. "So yeah, God is one, but he has different forms, and all of those form are their own persons. We are part of those form...like the atomic particles of God."
"So...We, the avatara, Material nature...everything is Krishna, But were not him… Same as Shesha." Krishna-Kripa resumed. "Achintia-bedabeda tattva."
Mukhara beamed. "yes, we are all one, but we are all different. A Harmonious contradiction."
"Well Harmonious contradiction or not, we still need to find a way up without causing a commotion." Nozomi rubbed the ridge of her nose, clearly, the whole conversation was a bit too much for her.
"We'll maybe I can take care of this problem for you, ladies." came a gravely, oily voice. Turning around, they met with owner of this voice and his cohorts.
Krishna-Kripa immediately went on high alert. The impeccable tuxedo, the black hair slicked back, the two demons by his side...and the aura of dominion exuded made his identity easy to guess.
It was Abe, the new leader of the Asura-Kai...and he was looking at the two vaishnavi and the exiled queen with a hunger seen in predators.
'Oh hell no. your not ogling my mom like that.' Krishna-Kripa taught as he trembled in anticipation.
Abe walked closer, the succubus and Lillim on each arms. "Angel's, am I right? Can't talk senses into them." Then he slid his hungry eyes to Mukhara. "Can get you in the tower...if that's what you want."
Mukhara stepped closer, sending a meaningful glance at her son and associates. " Yes,if you may." She gracefully inclined her head. " We do not desire to cause more strife here, but unfortunately, it may be impossible to come to a peaceful resolution..."
"Yeah boss, unless yah can give us permission to climb the thing that is." Radha drawled as she leaned onto her corps cart.
Abe sneered as he puffed his chest. "Permission? Pah." he spat. "Let a man handle the situation sweetheart, you may learn a thing or two."
Mukhara gave a very self-humorous smile. And Kripa could not help but smirk.
One, there was only one man, and that was Krishna and second...Abe, an Asura-kai just told the Ancient imperial prince of japan that he was to much of a woman to handle a 'mere' pair of mid rancked angels.
Then Abe turned around and barked at someone wh was still obscured by some debris. "Hey, Kid! Get out of here and tell 'em who you are!"
"Ah! Ok Bro!" a youth yelped.
Krishna-kripa froze...he knew this voice, it may have deepened somehow, but he could still recognized him.
The youth awkwardly walked out from his hiding spot. He wore a tux suit hidden under a bright yellow blazer, a blazer Krishna-Kripa had given him as a parting gift...and the promise to find him again.
His skin was somewhat golden, as is he had tanned, his eyes were of an otherworldly blue, like a pair of sapphire and his hair was as silver as Kripa's mother. His ears were pointed and his glances everywhere but on the servant of God.
"H...Hoshi." Krishna-Kripa whispered as his heart did a few flip...but the feeling he felt was not as intense as he had expected after they had parted ways last year.
"You know him." His mother stated...and the dryad realized that she could hear his desires…
"...Kind of my ex...not that he knows yet." Krishna-kripa whispered as quietly as possible. Yes, he still felt affection and attraction for the young man, but...after the experience that was Krishna…
No...Kripa could not even bare the memories of those few times anymore.
"H-hey Nan...ah...My names Hallelujah...it's a pleasure." Hoshi awkwardly waved looking at the everyone else but Krishna-Kripa.
"oh, and how about us?" The 'cute' and 'innocent' Lillim simpered.
"Yeah, where's my pleasure? " The succubi all but moaned, her distored voice sending shiver down the spine of the Kanzanamis. Her eyes fell of Krishna-Kripa. "Mmmm...He's pretty cute. You know, I could teach him a thing of two."
"Kripa violently shuddered. Not only was he not interest in woman, let alone a succubus...
Mukhara stepped forward, he shakku already in her hand. "Ladies, you will leave my Son alone, or I shall give you a glimps of what hell as in store for you." She threatened. But this only made the two bitch giggle and shudder in so called bliss.
"oh? Well then, I can't wait to go there with you handsome." The succubus rose, caressing her lower abdomen. "I'm already hot for you...but maybe I'll get even for you there?"
"Tee-hee! Will you spank me with your paddle daddy?" The Lillim hung on the sucking demon as she brought her derrier out. Wiggling it from side to side.
Mukhara raised a brow. "If you want to call me Daddy, then know that I do not punish by spanking."She mildly spoke.
"Oh...and how will you punish us Papa?" The succubus asked, putting a daintily finger to her lips exposing her sharp fangs. Krishna-Kripa owlishly stared at his Mother, he did not expect Mukhara to be this...pleasant with those two.
"Bad dad jokes and shores like taking out the garbage and making cow dung patties." Mukhara spoke with a smirk and effection only a father could give his teenage daughter.
"Cow dung...patties?" The succubus asked completely bewildered, her alluring aura diminishing "taking out the garbage?!"
The Lillim licked her lips "Oh? you wanna play patticake with me?"
"Sure, I do have a few good egg-less recipe you know." Mukhara smiled as she crossed her arms. "But really, the one I serve would rather have nice sweets like Rasagula and sandesha."
The the hellish prostitute stared at the Celestial Vaishnavi. "...Are you...are you making fun of us?" the succubus asked, fumming. "We just want to feed one you! Why are you making this harder!"
"Because I want you to stop acting like which you are not." Mukhara spoke compassionately, "I know you can be better then mere prostitute. I do not see you as the object of my pleasure, but as two souls desperate for something else, something better." He eyes shone behind her glase, and Kripa knew his mother was speaking to a pair of souls, and not demoness.
the two demoness looked at Mukhara, her little speech had touched something deep in her heart it seemed.
Then, the Lillim crossed her arms over her petite chest and petulantly pursed her lips. "But I like what I am right now. I can have as much sex as I want." She eyed Krishna-Kripa hungrily.
"Wait for his balls to drop before you start hitting on him." Abe intervened.
"Don't hold your breath." Krishna-Kripa dryly replied, to which Abe raised a brow.
"well...that's unfortunate."
'Nah, I like being Marin Karin proof.' He thought. Really, he had seen what Lust caused people to do… 'And I don't have time for this shit.'
well, their had been this one time with Hoshi...But, Krishna-Kripa had yet to weigh in if the experience had been pleasant or just...meh.
well, it was probably a big 'meh', to be honest.
Abe gestured his two Harlots to retreat, and then had the decency to look ashamed...somewhat. "Haven't house-broken them yet."
Mukhara let out a small snort. But other wise didn't comment on it.
"So...boss man." Radha addressed Abe. "Why you here helping us poor weak woman deal with a pair o' plucked chickens?"
The new leader of the Asura-kai gave this smug grin as he leaned back, the Lillim already holding on to his left side. "Hmm, you got some spunk there kitten, if you want, I'm sure you'd do well in our ranks."
"Naw boss, I ain't into Yakuza's...same as my own Master."
"And who would that be?" Abe asked, his voice challenging.
"The same one you turned your back to, shi-shi." Radha gave a wicked smirked. At those words, Abe looked as if he had swallowed a 'fuzzy' red.
He cleared his throat. "The Asura-kai's here in Tokyo to lead both the humans and the demons to a better future. But with these dopes I'm better off getting you Hunters to do what I want. it's the least I can do, since my little deal with Lucifer is what's keeping the under ground safe."
"And what would be this 'little deal?" Mukhara prodded.
Abe looked at the diminutive...prince from up his nose. His retort was loud and clear.
"Once I get the Asura-kai up and running again, Tokyo will be running smooth." He continued his spiel without answering the saintly warrior, puffing his chest further. "I'll take care of the divine power, and Merkhebah and Lucifer and the ring of Gaea! I'll deal with just about anyone who gets in my way."
"He better take care of his inflated false-ego first...then he may get somewhere." Radha-shyamasundara intimated to Mukhara.
"indeed."
Then the leader of the Asura-kai approached Krishna-Kripa, at the great discomfort of all, and gave him a hearty pat on his painful shoulders...but for the son of Mukhara, he knew what it meant.
Abe was like him...something not human, powerful and...He knew.
"Anyway." Abe spoke with a hard squeeze, his smile positively predatory. "Let's get along, shall we?"
Suddenly, he heard a very deep growl and the area became a bit brighter. "Get you hands off of my Son." Mukhara threatened, she already held her shaku, her eyes glowing dangerously.
Abe took a gander at the glowing hermit and growling hell cat and retreated, letting go of Krishna-Kripa's now agonizing shoulder.
"Alright, alright. No need to get your panties twisted in a bunch. I was just trying to be nice with your kid and all."
Mukhara imperiously raised a questioning brow.
"Anyway." Abe tried to chase away the bad air that had formed between him and the saintly family. "I'll deal with the sparky pricks. Hallelujah!" He barked at Hoshi. "Go keep 'em company while I deal with shiny and whiny."
Hoshi, who had been doing his best to ignore Krishna-Kripa jolted to attention."Whu-Ah...yeah..sure ok." He stuttered.
Abe sneered, muttering under his breath at how useless the kid was, walking towards the two angels like a bull a cow pen.
Now alone with the saintly assembly, Halle...Hoshi looked even more uncomfortable then usual. And Krishna-Kripa knew why…
"Hoshi." He greeted cordially, no need to make it more awkward then it should.
Hoshi finally looked at him...pausing to take Krishna-Kripa's form.
Before he met Krishna, the raking eye's of his boyfriend and the appreciative smile would elicit some pleasurable feeling, but now…
He cleared his throat. "So...you look good. And your name's Hallelujah now?" he smirked, to which, Hoshi gave an unhappy blush.
"Err…yeah…" Hochi klicked his tongue. "And you?"
"Well, I'm called...Kripa. but my hunter tags Aegis." Krishna-Kripa spoke, sareful not to utter the Holy name of Krishna in a place that would let him get killed.
"Ah uh...yeah...ok that's ahh...cool I guess."
" thought they'd rendered you down to make Red's you know." Krishna-Kripa commented...to be very honest, he was very happy to see his Boyfriend alive, even if he had no desires to reignite whatever had been between them.
"No...They just...Bro's training me to be a 'Kai." He spoke with some joy before his entire countenance fell. "I just...suck at it."
"It's alright, I'm just glad your alive." Kripa spoke with a smile. To which, Hoshi answered with a sweet smile himself…
'Nope...Krishna's smile are way sweeter than whatever Hosh can do at his dorkiest.'
A companionable silence fell on the two boys, Hoshi gazed at Krishna-Kripa with barely concealed affection...But Kripa knew it had more to do with lust.
Love...he had felt it from the Lord and His aunt and mother. Even if they only knew each-other for less then a day.
"...So...what's up with you and...why is a hunter hanging out with a Kasha and...whatever this...err..." The young Nephilhim gesture to Mukhara, not quite sure how to address her. Nevertheless, Krishna-Kripa's grin could not be stopped.
"Hoshi, meet my mom and my aunt, Mukhara Devi Dasi and Radha-Shyamasundara Devi dasi.." He gestured to the platinette and the firey red-head. "And the blond' none other then Nozomi, a huntress and the real fairy-"
"Krip, I ain't a fairy anything. I'm just another hunter with some demons at her beck and call." Nozomi demurly denied.
"That's not what I heard from King Oberon."
"It's King Oberon, you should hear the crap he spout sometime." Nozomi gave a crooked grin.
"Wait...I thought you'r mom died." Hoshi exclaimed. To which, Mukhara raised a brow.
"No...well, yes. Chidori-Mama passed away when I was ten. But Mukhara's my real mom. Like, I'm her legit Son." Once again, even if he was saying this, Krishna-Kripa could not help but feel a tinge of...it still didn't feel real for him…
Hoshi's eyes grew wider and his mouth dropped open.
"So...they call you Hallelujah now?" Krishna-Kripa crossed his arms and smirked. This made his old friend blush as he scratched the back of his head ruefully.
"Yeah, I know. The name suck ass."
"No it dosen't." Radha protested, "Ya's a name of God."
"Yeah...that's the Problem." Hoshi muttered.
"Hare loue Ya... " Mukhara muttered with undeniable bliss. "Yadhavaya, Madhavaya, Keshavaya Namaha."
"Oh...You know that song?" Kripa asked his mother.
"Oh yes, it was sung by sri K...Gauranga Mahaprabhu." Mukhara caught herself. "Ah...It's...a beautiful song I tell you."
Hoshi looked at the by play by eh servants of Krishna, clearly confused by how they acted.
"Hoshi-kun...if Abe end up forgetting you with us, then maybe I can try to explain."
"Please Nana, don't give bring my hopes up." Hoshi gave this painful yet goofy grin.
"But...Your name is not that bad Hallelujah. Count yourself lucky your parent did not call you 'Pinky, 'Coco', or God forbide, Santa." Mukhara assured. Turning her yellow gaze back at the entrance of the sky tower. Watching as Abe...somehow made the two angelic guard extremely uncomfortable at his show of Machismo.
"So...Hoshi, how did you managed to be a part of the Asura-kai?" Krishna-Kripa asked. "I mean, after your mom...left her body."
"Dude...She died alright, no need to spare my feelings."
"Right...well, after she died, tough they would...I don't know, recently heard that the Kai made the reds with the brains of useless Kids our age." Kripa crossed his arms...really, to see Hoshi alive was a miracle by itself. But he would not trow himself in the other pseudo human's arms quite yet.
As a friend…
"Oh...Ah...we'll don't believe all the rumors you hear Nanashi."
Krishna-Kripa bit his tongue. At this point, the content of those red pills and how they were made was very common knowledge, thank to Flynn and Isabeau.
It sounded too evil to be true, but then this was why the Asura-kai had managed to keep their operation running smoothly for years.
"A-Anyway. Mom died and they sorta...they took me in. Can't leave now." Hoshi helplessly shrugged.
Mukhara came forward a put a hand on Hoshi's shoulder, she radiated love and compassion. "If you want, I could help you get out of this situation."
Hoshi moved a bit away from Mukhara. "Nah...I doubt you could." He said in a mix of dejection, anger and frustration. "Abe...Abe's I a class of his own. He has man's all over Tokyo and he's...well, He and Lucifer are...on good therm, you won't be able to escape the army of Hell." He scratched the back of his head."Once Tamaya disappeared, Abe just showed up out of nowhere to set things straight."
"Set thing straignt?" Krishna-Kripa asked.
"Yeah...listen, I know the guys dead. And I know Flynn was the one to do it." He whispered to Kripa and his family. "Obliviously, this caused complete and absolute chaos in the Kai's. Some wanted to stick together, other wanted dissolution. And more wanted to be top dog."
Kripa sighed as he ran his finger in his hair. "Dang man, How'd you managed to survive the s...the storm?"
Hoshi shrugged. " I would just...you know, barricade myself real tigh and live off whatever resource I'd stashed." He sighed. " Then Abe...Bro just came in my room, garbed me by the scruff of the neck and told me I was to be his little brother. And that whomever didn't listen to him would have to face his wrath."
"Did you see it happen?" Kripa asked, to which, Hoshi just gave him a look.
"Oh..." He felt bad for whomever had the misfortune of taking on Abe.
"A-anyway. I ow him so...I try to help him out when I can...which is not that often." Hoshi admitted. "Anyway...what's up with you Nana...beside not being an orphan anymore."
"Oh, you know...I died,, met God... and I am now trying to save the Fake Krishna and Flynn from a bunch of fanatical fraud aiming at nihilism my Biological mother and my aunt who just so happen to be a Kasha. The usual...oh and I'm not...I was never Akira." Krishna-Informed his friend. "So yeah...right now, were just looking for a way to save Flynn...and an old friend of mine." Krishna-Kripa rubbed the back of his head.
spoken like that, he now realized who crazy and convoluted his life had become since meeting Krishna.
Hoshi stared at Kripa, his eyes as wide as a diner plate. "O…K. I'll pretend I didn't hear the first part..."
"I'll explain later...I swear."
"Sure..." Hoshi slumped his shoulder and puffed his cheeks. "Man...talk about crazy."
"I know."
"And...Well, I ain't gonna cry abut Flynn you know. Not what what he did to the Asura-kai."
Right, Kripa had heard from his dad...or, over head, that Tamaya had been killed in cold blood by the liberator. It was actually one of the best and worst news the hunter association had all week.
"Yeah well...We're still hunters, so Saving Flynn's kind of my Top priority right now." The green haired punk half-lied. Sure, he wanted to save the samurai, one of his hero practically, but really, he was more focused on getting Yuki out...or getting this mass of depression personified out of Yuki and following his mom out...to start a life away from this absolute nightmare.
Hoshi let out a heavy sigh. "Yeah...like everyone." Then he smiled at Kripa. "Still...I wouldn't mind following you Nanashi...I...I missed you."
"Yeah..." Krishna-Kripa did his best not to awkwardly look away from his future friend-zone. 'Oh Krishna...Now I know what true regret's feels like.'
"Look sharp Beta. He's coming back." Mukhara warned her son. And indeed, Abe was ambling back like a bull in heat.
"Alright, we can go trough now." Abe proudly declared.
Hoshi looked at his 'brother with pure awe. "Really? You talk them into it?"
Abe stuffed his hands in his pockets, "Of course I did! Now c'mon, let's get the thing..." And with That Abe lead to way to the sky tower.
'Hang on Yuki...We'll get you out.'
Now...for those who have some interest in this story, know that the sequel is already 12 chapter in. It's a...SMT/Persona(ish) Touhou project/Mega man X/Zero/ZX crossover that will aim at Giving our favorite Blonds the ending they deserve while givine you a tour of Vrindhavan and Mayapur...
yeah...I couldn't help myself.
now, should I post it now? or wait until the end of this one?
Oh, and if there's someone who has nothing to do and hours to wast listening to an ogre speak. I have uploaded my personal narration of this story on youtube as The Servant of Gaura-Nitai.
a friend asked...
Anyway, please remain safe everyone and please chant Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare. Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare Hare and be eternally Happy.
