- Joined
- Jan 27, 2011
PART 1: ROSE WITCH, DEVIL DRAGON
The air was silent and still. Like it was all one giant glass pane, and the slightest movement, the slightest sound...Would cause it all to shatter. Wisps of black fog rolled through the empty streets, cards and abandoned Duel Disks lying everywhere in this desolate place. Silhouettes were burned into some of the surrounding walls. For those that lived here prior, it was nothing they hadn't seen...But for one particular individual, her amber eyes widened as her pumps clicked along the broken walkways. The sounds of her footsteps would normally be masked by the ambient chatter of the Satellite's poor...But there was no one here. The environment seemed to quiver before her, the winds themselves freezing in her presence...And yet despite so much quiet, it was almost deafening.
"What happened here?" the red-headed woman murmured; she shuddered to think it might be him. Divine's newest 'acquisition', one she had hand-delivered to the man personally, and had now been asked to retrieve. What had even happened to him? She had fought alongside him, helped him control his abilities....And now he went and did this? Why?
A frustrated sigh left her lips, hands agitatedly smoothing out the hem of her trenchcoat. Even with the reconstruction efforts, the Satellite itself was still a hovel. She felt for the people who were forced to live here under Goodwin's tyranny, but her loyalty was to Arcadia first. And would be for the foreseeable future.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
And just like, a loud yell shattered the silence; Akiza took off in as much of a sprint as she could without a second's hesitation. Another series of yells then broke out where she heard the first one, causing her to duck into a nearby alley, her latent abilities starting to sense a heavy presence further ahead. A familiar one. A slight gasp left her as her foot tripped up on a piece of loose pavement, her left hand-glove getting a slight marring as she broke her near-fall. A low inaudible curse left her, soon picking up speed, that heavy darkness creeping around her more and more...As well as a deepening chill, causing her nipples to stiffen and her breath to tighten as the cold slowly took a hold over her. But she shrugged it off and pressed onward, and after a hard left, she emerged into a plaza....And found the source of the dark aura.
A lone Security officer laid on his back, his arms bracing his upper body as he looked up in sheer terror; a massive red-skinned and armored dragon - twin long neck sporting heads lined with razor-sharp teeth sprouting from a tooth-lined torso, eyes on the head and on its middle glowing like devilish stars - slithered on its tail-like lower half. A boy with shaggy black hair, dressed in ragged clothing consisting of a black heel-length coat, grey shirt, blue jeans and overly-worn sneakers, all of which had innumberable holes in them, stood between the officer and the dragon, his gunmetal eyes staring at the former as he faced the officer.
"M-Monster...What the hell...ARE YOU!?!" the officer shouted, his own Disk broken; all around the pair, cards and Disks were strewn. A battle was had here...And it seemed the ratty-looking boy had won. His uniform was covered in soot, a nasty gash above his eye leaking blood. His body wanted to move, wanted to RUN....But the utter fear coursing through his veins turned his muscles to stone. So frozen in terror he could not move....Only speak.
"I think what you said describes me perfectly: a monster. That's all you've ever called me. It's not enough your people shot my father...Not enough my mother succumbed to sickness shortly after I was born. You've denied my humanity my entire life....So, I figured: Screw it. I don't have anything left in this world. Anyone. You made sure of that." the boy replied, a cold but brimming anger lacing every syllable. A yellow mark, seemed to resemble a claw wound scar, glowed on his left cheek, extending above his eye to down past his jaw. A sign of his status as a branded criminal. His transgression? Existing. Having to steal just to put food on the table. Having these FUCKING POWERS!
"Y-You can't stop us...from catching you...Kuroi." the officer tried to quip bravely, a snarl leaving the young man before him as the dragon also growled from its twin heads, each coming to rest just above the boy's thin shoulders. "You had me outmanned 10 to 1....Now your little friends are dust in the wind. And I'm sick of your whimpering, dog. Beelze....Rip him to shreds. And make it painful."
The officer's mouth hung up as the dragon neared, its twin sets of jaws starting to salivate as little tongues of black flame escaped. "N-No....No you can't! You keep that thing away from me!" the officer pleaded, 'Kuroi' seeming to just glare in silence as the dragon heads lunged....
"BLACK ROSE DRAGON!"
A feminine voice cut through the air, a dragon appearing in front of the man and breathing violet flames. The other dragon heads roaring as they fell back, the officer stunned by the interruption; but then he saw it: A woman had appeared, his expression slack with exhausted surprise and relief. "YOU! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!" she barked, the man seeming to finally get some energy to his limbs as he bolted away. The other dragon flailed before its necks and heads slammed into nearby structures, the heavy debris crashing down around it and seeming to bury it....For now.
And here and now, the boy and the woman just stared at each other, her dragon seeming to vanish as she slid a white-bordered card off her Duel Disk into a side pocket on her hip. "Akiza....Should have figured you would track me down." the boy remarked edgily, a venomous undertone permeating his speech. "Akashi....Divine-sama had said you were running rampant around here. After all the work we did....Why did you do this?" Akashi couldn't help but give a low snort of derision, "Are you seriously going to lecture me? After you turned those Duelists in the Fortune Cup into charcoal briquettes?"
Akiza pursed her lips, "I didn't kill them." to which Akashi replied heatedly, "You might as well have! Some of them were so badly burned and broken they're going to be in traction for months!" Akiza shook her head, "I was following Divine-sama's orders! Like you! It was for the good of Arcadia! Our home! The ONLY place we could ever be safe! You remember...Don't you? When I found you that first day, you were on Death's doorstep. You fought Sal...KILLED him because he threatened to rob you of your last piece of humanity. To have you sold as a slave! OR WORSE! And it nearly took your life! Why do you reject us now, after everything we both endured getting your powers under control?!"
Akashi snarled, "That's your problem right there; you assumed I would be like you: A loyal lapdog that wouldn't dare question the Master. But I learned the truth: Compared to you, the rest of us at that place are nothing. We're disposable. Replaceable." Akiza's hands balled into fists, "THAT'S NOT TRUE! HE LOVES US ALL! CARES FOR US ALL! HE WANTS US TO BE STRONG SO WE CAN DEFEND OURSELVES! HE WANTS US PSYCHICS TO HAVE A VOICE, A PRESENCE! DIVINE-SAMA FEELS THE SAME OF YOU!" Her voice then lowered as she took a shaking breath, feeling her own power starting to strain the binds of her own conscious containment, "Please...Divine-Sama isn't mad. I can help you as I have done. Just come home, Akashi."
The young man honestly couldn't believe this bitch; what kind of fucking idiot did she think he was?! "The only way you're taking me back...." he said, a violent maelstrom of Psychic energy starting to whip up around him, cracking and breaking the air as he screamed, "IS IN A BODY BAG!" The gray of his eyes was now a blistering red, that same red-armored dragon from before bursting from the rubble pile and screaming so loud from its gaping maws that Akiza had to cover her ears. This Akashi, he had severe anger issues stemming from the trauma he endured at the hand of his own abilities...And now they were coming out in full.
"Akashi, wait!" Akiza said; damn it, she'd been instructed to bring him back alive! But she could feel it: He was intent on either dying at her hand or living by destroying her! "NO...NO MORE FUCKING GAMES! EITHER KILL ME NOW OR GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" Akashi shouted, 'Beelze' seeming to focus its latent rage-filled eyes on the red-headed woman.
And it was here that Akiza made a move of her own: She slid a card into her Disk, Deep Dark Trap Hole. A sinkhole formed under Beelze, trapping the beast as the earth as it roared before falling away. "AHHH!" Akashi shouted, a searing migraine washing over him as he fell to his knees, blood starting to spill from his nose and ears as the Psychic backlash hit him like a freight train. Akiza let out a few small breaths, tucking the card back away. "Akashi, don't make me do this...." she asked, trying to keep this as civil as possible.
Akashi, however, seemed to have no intention of backing down, pushing himself back to his feet, wiping his nose with the sleeve of his tattered dusty coat. A hateful expression on his face, "I already gave you my answer, bitch. I'm only going to back to that cozy jail dead. Besides....I've gotten a LOT stronger my time there. You already had trouble with me before...But I was holding back then because I had thought maybe you were different. Maybe I had found someone who actually gave a fuck...But of course, just like these gangbanger dickbags, I was duped. Fooled into thinking I could ever trust anyone."
And that was her in, something she realized he would need: A validation of his skill. He had been tested before...and crushed just about everyone he had been put up against. "Then....Let's wager. Divine-sama's forces are legion, Akashi. You know this as well as I, and he'll never stop hounding you. He'll just send more...And more....and more.....He'll wear you down. Akashi....Duel me. No tricks. If I win...You come back....If I lose, you disappear. He will never find you again."
Akashi seemed to pause; wasn't she so dead-set on getting him back? Why would she give him an out? Unless....His fists clenched, teeth grit as he said "You lousy bitch! You don't I can take you?!" Akiza grimaced; crap, maybe that wasn't the best way to word her request. "No...Listen, I'm saying that if you beat me...I'll...find some way to get Divine to lose track of you. There are tricks I can do even he doesn't know about. I can tell...Something is bothering you. And if you're going to be this distrustful, maybe Arcadia isn't the right solution...But you won't survive out here if you keep targeting civilians! I understand you had it rough! Believe me I do! But this....This isn't what your parents would want for you! Arcadia can be your home...You just need to give it a chance!"
Akashi wanted to bite her head off....Somewhat quite LITERALLY. But....Even in his angered state, he knew she was right: Only a show of force would get Divine to leave him be. And if it meant cutting down his prized pet? Even fucking better.
"Fine then...." Akashi said, sliding on the crappy Gen-1 disk he had used from the beginning. And funnily enough: The pair had actually wound up where they had first met. Where she had helped him escape from a Security trap after he roasted that fat pig Sal. "But just remember.....You asked for this...." A tense stare-down began between the pair after they walked to the center of the broken plaza, the clouds darkening overhead as their own latent whirled and mixed in the air....
The air whipped up between the two, golden amber meeting crimson red in a staredown to see who might blink force. Both Akiza and Akashi raised their arms holding their Duel Disks before them, the virtual systems linking as their cards were shuffled.
"DUEL!"
They declared simultaneously, five cards each pulled from the top of their respective Decks. Akiza and Akashi knew this about the other: They were strong. The two very best below Divine himself, and her? Despite his training, her aid in helping control his otherwise wild powers, she was still stronger than him. But this was it: Either herself or another would be sent after him if he just kept running. He needed to make this stand if he would ever get his freedom.
And he also knew Akiza was too loyal to Divine to see the truth: Everyone in that Arcadia building apart from herself and Divine was a sacrificial pawn. He did wish he could make her see it...But he had no proof, nothing tangible apart from the notes he'd stolen from Divine's office. And that bastard of a man destroyed them, nearly destroyed him before he used his abilities get out. And now here he was: Forced to fight one last time.
This was to be a showdown of the century, and one could only pray the Satellite could withstand the coming force.
**TO BE CONTINUED**
Last edited: