Awakening 1-05

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~Killin’ It~

“I can’t believe I agreed with you to take him back to the house,” Tiffany said as I carried the little fox—Kazuya in my arms. We moved quickly and quietly, continuing to make our way through the silent street of Easton Avenue, hoping to make it home within the next few blocks.

“We’ve already decided on this,” I said, referring to her last statement. “So stop complaining and deal with it.”

Tiffany scrunched her face, giving me an exaggerated look of faux-irritation. “My god, how’s has it come to this? My naive little sister has become a slut willing to bring strange old men home!”

“Oh, shut up,” I said while rolling me eyes in annoyance. “And what do you mean little? We’re the same age.”

“I came out like a second earlier which makes me the older sister, Duh. It’s simple logic. You should know this stuff, Ems.”

Kazuya turned around in my arms, fixing his glaring slit pupils on Tiffany. Would you children stop with the bickering, you’re giving me a headache.”

I was startled a bit as Kazuya’s voice echoed through the top of my skull. His telepathy would take some getting used to. Tiffany, on the other hand, looked pleased that we were annoying the fox Valterian.

“Good,” she balked at him scornfully. “Now you know how we feel after getting dragged into your mess.”

I smiled despite myself, rubbing Kazuya behind the ears in an attempt to soothe him. Tiffany had a habit of getting under the skin of people, but she only teased people she liked. Kazuya growled at me a bit as my fingers traveled through his fur, causing me to stop with a flinch.

Tiffany started to complain again, reprimanding Kazuya for trying to bite me until I could get her to calm down. Both Kazuya and Tiffany eyed me carefully as I tried to sneak my hand around Kazuya’s neck, striving to pet the fur around his ears.

Tiffany warned me but Kazuya didn’t protest, instead, he closed his eyes—seemingly ignoring us. As we continued to walk through the quiet streets, I observed the environment around us. Different vehicles were parked near the side walked we traversed, all of them empty. We passed by various shops and storefronts at a hasty pace. Most were closed. It was pretty late.

Even with  Kazuya by our side, I didn’t feel comfortable walking through the city at night. It was just me and Tiffany—the two of us unarmed girls with a weakened cape. Luckily, we were in the safer parts of Ravensworth—the upper residential area, usually devoid of the distinct criminal activity and cape action that plagued the lower part of the city. Even though the city seemed peaceful and ran smoothly during the day, the mutant gangs that ran Ravensworth’s underworld would rise to the surface at night. Particularity around the lower end of the city—the shopping district, downtown, and the waterfront as well.

I was grateful we didn’t have to deal with that on the way back, but something—as a slight feeling of fear was worming its way through my mind. After everything that happened earlier, was the craziness of this night over? I huffed. Only a few more blocks before we were home.

“I wonder what our parents would say if they found out what happened to us tonight,” I said.

“They’d be horrified,” Tiffany replied. “Probably start screaming at us for going to the party in the first place. We’d be grounded for months.”

I shuddered at the thought of Dad’s angry face and my Mother’s disappointment. “That would be bad.”

“You’re worried for no reason,” Tiffany said in an effort to comfort me. “We don’t have to tell them. Check your phone. They haven’t called or texted, right? They haven’t called mine.”

Taking a hand off Kazuya, I felt around my jean pocket for my cell phone. I could feel cold jagged edges of metal against my fingertips. After scrounging around, I realized objects in question were my house keys after hearing them jingle. My phone was nowhere to be found.

“Crap,” I blurted out. “Don’t have it. I must have left it at Timothy’s place,”

“Seriously?” my sister asked. “I don’t wanna go back to that asshole’s house again.”

I sighed, thinking about my ex-boyfriend. Remembering how he tried to take advantage of my earlier. “Me neither.”

“I can get Terra or someone else to go by and pick it up tomorrow.”

I tilted my head pensively in thought. “Tim might bring it to school.”

Tiffany glanced at me carefully. “You think he’s gonna bribe you with it or something? Don’t worry, Terra and I will be there with you if that’s the case. He wouldn’t be stupid enough to try anything.”

I shook my head. “Timothy isn’t like that. The both of us made bad choices tonight.”

Tiffany mouth opened in surprise, she tilted her head—looking at me like I said something crazy. “Mercy. Are you serious?” She touched my shoulder firmly. “He tried to have sex with you, without your consent. He was fully aware of what he was doing. I don’t buy that he was buzzed bullshit either.”

Kazuya opened an eyelid and looked at us in annoyance. Well, it is my opinion that whatever you two are babbling about can wait until we get to a safe haven.”

Tiffany scowled at him. “Nobody asked you, fox-boy.”

Be quiet. I need to rest so I can regain my strength. It wouldn’t do for me to be in this weakened state if the Arcadians manage to find us, now would it?”

I looked down at the bundle of fur in my arms. “You mentioned something about getting in a fight with the leader of Arcadia before. What exactly happened? That woman said you were wanted for acts of aggression or something.”

Kazuya’s irritated sniff vibrated through our heads. I don’t think that’s any of your business, my dear.”

“Uh—yeah, I think it is. Considering how you landed right in front of us, dragged us into a dangerous situation, and threatened to kill us. Plus the fact that we’re taking you home?”

Kazuya snorted. Tiffany grabbed one of his tails and tugged hard, but not enough to hurt. “Ems is right. You owe us, answer up.”

Kazuya growled at her. Insolent girl! Have you no fear? Remove your hand,” Kazuya spat in disgust.That is your problem. Humans this era have no respect.”

I took hold of Tiffany’s hand unclasping her grip. She removed her hand without any complaint. No need to further antagonize the dangerous fox I carried in my arms.

“Look, Mr. Kazuya, I understand if you don’t what to tell us everything,” I said. “But I think we at least deserve to know that much. I had visions with you in them. Before I tried to help you. I can’t shake the feeling that you know something about us.”

Kazuya looked at me quietly for a moment before he sighed. Just call me by my name, normally,” he said. “I can tell you more about it later, but the Arcadians have always had a complicated relationship with Valterians, especially us of the Kitsune clan.”

“What do you mean?”

They were never big on letting Valterians travel the worlds of lesser third-dimensional beings unmolested.”

“Third-dimensional—what?” Tiffany asked.

Lesser beings?

I frowned slightly looking at Kazuya. “When you say lesser beings are you talking about humans?”

Kazuya nodded. That and more,” he opened his eyelid again to look at our surprised faces.Please. Don’t tell me you believe your the only sapient life in this universe? Why are you so surprised after what you witnessed tonight? Even now gods walk your planet and you don’t even know it.”

“Gods?” I whispered.

Of course. Nexus, the Type-Eater and more.”

Tiffany looked at him, shocked. “Wait, Type-Eater? You mean P.T.E.? That thing is a Valterian?”

I paused for a moment, trying to think what my sister was talking about. My eyes widened slightly as I remembered who P.T.E. was. A huge crystallized metallic creature that looked similar to a gigantic jellyfish, like an alluring eldritch abomination.  It was nicknamed ‘The Jellyfish” by most people until the Special International Guarding Military Agency or S.I.G.M.A. and the American government had renamed it to Primordial Type-Eater years later.  It first appeared from space during the sixties and after a few resolving a few misunderstandings with Earth’s governments, it began traveling the world non-stop, randomly helping people during times of need or other calamities. Type-Eater was considered the first hero of the modern era.

Kazuya confirmed that P.T.E. was a Valterian, from the same place as Nexus and himself. He claimed P.T.E. was one of the first Valterians created in fact. Interestingly enough, I noticed that all the ‘gods’ in question all looked very different from one another. Nexus looked like a normal human, Kazuya had fox ears and nine tails, and P.T.E. was something indescribable altogether. Perhaps the word Valterian was a classification of sorts, like a genus, that of multiple species.

“I still have so many questions,” I muttered. “Are the Valterians like a broad group of races under the same umbrella? You seem so different from one another, and when you called us third-dimensional beings… are you saying that you’re from a higher one?”

Kazuya harrumphed. I told you, you would have your answers soon didn’t I?” He sighed in annoyance. Great Elders, these children will be the end of me.”

“I was—”

Yes, curious child,” Kazuya said cutting me off.You are correct to a point. Valterians are distinct as a group, however, even though we may have ‘breeds’ we are not divided the same way humans or other species on this planet are. When everything began, the start of our race, we were spiritually created from the Elder Gods, unlike the Irregulars who were born from them biologically. As for your second question, I’m sure Nature spoke of the Seven Realms did she not?”

I nodded. “She mentioned something about it. She told me we were in the Realm of Contraception when we talked.”

The first realm,” Kazuya acquiesced. Here, the realm which you exist in now is the seventh, the Realm of Solids. It is full of first, second, and third-dimensional beings such as yourselves. You have a spirit but you need a physical body to exist and interact in this realm. Fourth-dimensional beings such as Valterians or Arcadians requires no such thing.”

“You guys aren’t physical?” Tiffany asked.

Not in the way you may think. The more we solidify ourselves, the greater impact we can have on the physical world. Unfortunately, that can make it harder to control our abilities.”

“So, what realm do you Valterians come from then?” I asked.

The fourth. The Realm of Heavens, where the gods exist,” Kazuya said. “Where the great land of Valteria exists.”

I hummed. “I assume those Arcadians are from there too? Arcadia?”

Arcadia exists in the Realm of Heavens, yes. Separate of Valteria, as well as others.”

Tiffany whistled in appreciation. “Seems like the afterlife is full of grandeur.”

Kazuya snorted at her proclamation. I absentmindedly smoothed his fur-coat, softly kneading it through my fingers. “It seems like Arcadians don’t really like Valterians that much. Considering what that woman said before.”

Kazuya chuckled, amused. “You’ll never be able to agree with Arcadians on anything. They envy us for being the first race created by the Elders since they will be forever second. The Arcadians feel that they are superior to us; They look down on us for mating with lower beings, feeling we should be punished by the Elder Gods.”

“Lower beings?”

Yes,” Kazuya said in a charming voice, entertained by the fact that I found being called a lower being insulting. Even the humans of this world. You didn’t think the mutant gene came out of nowhere did you?”

My mouth dropped. “But we were told—”

That it was due to evolution?” Kazuya let out a humorless laugh. Humans weren’t originally designed to have powers. That is only possible because some of your race has Valterian ancestors.”

Designed?

I glanced at Tiffany her eyes meeting mine, our gazes solemn. Could it be possible?

“Do we have Valterian ancestors?” I asked him.

Kazuya laughed again, refusing to answer.

“Drop him,” Tiffany demanded, tapping my shoulder. “If he won’t answer he can walk rest of the way.”

I shook my head. “We can probably get him to tell us, eventually.”

You’d have to make it worth my while,” Kazuya said.

Only a few more blocks from home, we cut through a neighborhood park. But, as soon as we stepped onto the thin grass of the park fields, Kazuya surprised me—jumping out of my arms landing on the ground with his four paws.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

Soon after, for golden lights appeared from the shadows. The Arcadian warriors that were chasing us before revealed themselves. Aleph, Caphriel, the one who nearly killed me, Tartys, and leader of the group, Shekhinah. They walked toward us, majestically with weapons in hand—their golden armor mixed with silver shining radiantly in the night.

Kazuya instantly transformed to his humanoid form, growing in size as most of his fur coat shed to reveal human-like skin. He was still unclothed, but Tiffany and I really didn’t care at the moment. I could feel the fear erupt deep inside, twisting my stomach in knots. We had narrowly escaped the Arcadians before when Kazuya was still able to fight. Now, with Kazuya even weaker, we had no chance.

Shekhinah stepped forward; She flashed her pairs of wings and pointed her crimson lance at Kazuya. “You didn’t think you could escape, did you? I’d recognize your fox form anywhere.”

Kazuya sighed. “Of course you would, Shekah. I must say, you’ve really become an annoyance. You did never know how to give a man space.”

Shekhinah growled, her visor reforming under her helmet hiding her golden eyes from view. “Enough of your nonsensical stalling. You fall here!”

The Arcadian knights surrounded us as Kazuya moved ahead a few feet. Shekhinah approached Kazuya from the front, slowly walking toward him with her deadly lance in hand.

Kazuya gave her a confident smile. “You know me well Shekhinah, but there are things I haven’t even told you about.”

Shekhinah looked a little discontented by Kazuya’s claim but she continued to move forward, waiting for Kazuya to make a move. Kazuya turned his face a little to get a better look at us.

“You two should stand back,” he said. “If there is an opening, run, don’t look back.”

“Will you be alright?” I asked, fearing the worst.

“That’s not important. I will hold them off long enough for you to escape.”

Shekhinah huffed. “Still giving out empty promises, Kazuya?” she mocked. “You were hit by my lance. Your body is probably feeling the effects it’s poison now. You’re won’t be able to do anything.”

What? I looked at Kazuya, aghast. Was he poisoned this entire time?

“You know,” Kazuya said, “I was actually surprised how you found us at first. I kept vapor signature was low enough to be undetectable. There was no reason for you lot to be here. Then I remembered,” Kazuya smirked while looked at Shekhinah, “How you came into contact with these girls before.”

Kazuya motioned a hand toward Tiffany and I. For a moment, it seemed as if the other Arcadians hesitated like they were demanding for Shekhinah to defend herself.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said.

“You never do. Sadly, you’re a woman that does not understand subtlety. It never ceases to amaze me.”

“Attack!” Shekhinah yelled angrily, her warriors charging toward Kazuya at her command.

Tiffany clutched my arm, pulling me further away from Kazuya. “Ems, we need to run now.”

“But, Kazuya!” I complained.

“All we can do here is get killed!”

“Your sister is right, Mercy,” Kazuya said getting on all fours, his tails whipping through the air. “Step back if you don’t want to die.”

“Still bluffing?” Aleph yelled running up to Kazuya swiftly with his blades in hand.

Kazuya chuckled before breaking out into a maniacal laugh. “You left me too much time to recover,” Kazuya started to glow with with with golden aura as an elegant fox tattoo with nine-tails spreading from the center became visible on his back glowing a bright orange. “I didn’t want to use this man’s power; I can barely control it. But I have no choice! Let’s die together shall we?” he exclaimed.

Kazuya roared toward the sky as his body had increased in size. Fur grew from his skin rapidly. Within moments he changed into a giant fox, as big as most of the houses in the area. Aleph faltered as he looked up at the growling monster, frozen with fear. Kazuya quickly swiped him with a huge paw. Aleph attempted to dodge but it was too late, he was bisected in two as Kazuya’s claws tore through his abdomen. Blood and guts, Aleph’s intestines, poured out the bottom of his torso as he fell, his legs thrown across the park fields. He squirmed in excruciating pain on the ground for a moment coughing up blood, reaching for his teammates before he died.

I was horrified. Even though he was an enemy, seeing him die right in front of me made me sick. Lightheaded. I hunched myself over and hurled, vomiting the lunch I didn’t know I had eaten.  I felt like I was about to fall over. Tiffany had the presence of mind to hold me up for balance. I glanced at her, her facial expression oddly detached.

“Aleph!” Tartys yelled, after seeing his disemboweled ally. “Bastard!”

Tartys flew up into the air as a luminous energy formed around his golden blades, extending them. He aimed a for Kazuya’s neck preparing to behead him.

“Tartys!” Shekhinah warned while flying trying to reach him.

It was too late; one of Kazuya’s colossal sized tails had lashed him from behind, sending him flying before he was grasped by Kazuya with one paw-like hand. Kazuya summarily crushed Tartys, squeezing him tight enough for blood to drip from his hand. Shekhinah and Caphriel tried to save Tartys, but they were held at bay by Kazuya’s swaying tails.

Kazuya threw Tartys into his mouth, chomping down on him hard as he screamed for mercy. Hearing the disgusting sound of skin and bone being twisted, torn, and crushed by razor sharp teeth as blood drenched the ground made me feel nauseous inside. Kazuya spat Tartys out, his lifeless body hitting the ground with a pitiful thud before it was crushed by Kazuya’s hand.

“You monster,” Caphriel gasped, seeing how quickly her friends had fallen. Kazuya wasted no time as a ball of white light, of pure energy, formed in the front of his open maw. Before I could blink, Kazuya projected the ball outward. It shot like a laser beam from his mouth, the sound of it ringing through the air. The beam immolated Caphriel, disintegrating her before she had time to react.

Kazuya roared again his voice echoing through the sky. He turned to look at my sister and I. My heart stopped. He was going to kill us next. Before I could even piss myself, Kazuya turned to look at Shekhinah, who had fallen to the ground in despair looking at where her friends stood before only a few moments ago.

“So that was it,” Shekhinah said in a shaky voice, disillusioned as her lance rolled out of her weak grip. “You were given one of those seals…”

Tears welled up in her eyes. “This was pointless from the start.”

The giant fox stopped over to Shekhinah and then stopped in front of her. Shekhinah glanced upward, look Kazuya in the eyes as tears ran down her face. She was unafraid. Shekhinah may have been defeated but she would die like a warrior, with pride and honor.

“What are you what are you waiting for? Kill me.”

Kazuya roared in her face saliva raining down on Shekhinah before he closed eyes tightly and locked his jaw shut. Kazuya started to shake he had forcefully like he was struggling to make a decision. Soon after, a bright aura wrapped around his body as he shrunk back down to his human size, fur disappearing from his skin as it was shed off. The tattoo on his back that glowed orange from before had turned black.

Kazuya rubbed his forehead softly as if he hand a terrible headache. “Is that what you want me to do, my love?”

Shekhinah looked down at the ground. “I failed my mission, against you that means death. I let my team die. It won’t be acceptable for me to appear before Lord Corinath like this. I cannot face him with such disgrace… It’s only fitting for me to be with my subordinates.”

Kazuya rolled his eyes. “You didn’t kill them. I did.”

He smirked as Shekhinah looked at him angrily her fists tightening. “I won’t kill you Shekah. I can’t, even if I wanted to. The Sacred Seal was the last thing I had in my arsenal and it’s not really my power in the first place. I don’t have any energy left to fight. You on the other hand…”

He glanced the lance that near his feet. Shekhinah didn’t make an effort to reclaim it.

“You could if you wish to. I’m in your hands now. What will it be?” Kazuya asked.

Shekhinah turned away from him refusing to answer. Kazuya simply grinned at her before turning away. She had lost her desire to fight. As Kazuya approached us I gawked at the destruction he had caused. If anyone saw us and took video or pictures, we’d on the news in a heartbeat. Surprisingly the police or S.I.G.M.A. didn’t appear yet.

“Ladies,” Kazuya said with a smile. “Are you alright?”

Tiffany nodded but I didn’t move.  

“You killed them…” I whispered.

Just like that three lives had vanished before my eyes. Kazuya nodded. “And they would have killed you if I didn’t. Or report you to the Lords of the Twelve Celestial Kingdoms at least. Trust me, we don’t need the entire Arcadian military on our necks.”

Tiffany eyed the Arcadians warrior still on her knees. “Then why didn’t you kill her? Won’t she tell? ” she asked.

I looked at my sister, appalled. Was she really advocating for Kazuya to kill someone else?

“She won’t, so it’s not worth it. I don’t need to kill an opponent whose will has been broken.”

Tiffany frowned but I couldn’t tell what she was thinking. Maybe she didn’t believe him. I had my own reservations about that as well, he didn’t seem to have a problem with getting rid of the other Arcadians, even Caphriel who knew attacking him after he transformed was futile.

“She won’t attack us,” Kazuya said trying to ease our worries. “I can promise you that.”

“Seems like you guys have a history,” Tiffany remarked.

Before Kazuya could reply, he grabbed his chest hard—with a hand over his heart. He locked his eyes shut, gritting his teeth in pain as he fell to the ground on his stomach. Kazuya coughed while writhing in the grass. Breathing heavily while spitting out thick phlegm as he started hyperventilating. The tattoo on his back started to glow, but he wasn’t moving.

“Kazuya?” I asked in a worried voice. I touched his shoulder feeling the heat seep off of his skin. Hot! It was like his whole body was having a fever. “Kazuya!” I shook his body but he still wouldn’t respond. “What’s wrong? Kazuya!”

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Awakening 1-03

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~Nothing Else Matters But The Feeling~

“—Eat us alive?” I asked, coughing out my words, stomach twisting in fear.

Kazuya paused, then he smiled. “Do you think I’m going to feast on you, tearing you apart limb from limb? As filling as you may be, I don’t think you’d taste any good. I’m not that barbaric.”

Well. That was good news. I guess.

Kazuya’s tails started to twitch and raise. “I’m only going to absorb the rest of your vapor so I can get away from those annoying pests.”

I turned around fully to get a better look at him. “Vapor? You mentioned that before,” I said.

I wasn’t sure what he was talking about, but if he was taking something from us I doubted that it would be good.

Kazuya sighed. “Really… I don’t like giving lengthy explanations to people who will die the next moment. But, I guess that would make it more amusing.”

Tiffany’s hand tightened around mine. “Ems…”

“Vapor is your spiritual energy, or rather your condensed spiritual matter. The very essence of your being,” Kazuya said. “Your life force.”

Kazuya raised a glowing hand. His fingernails had transformed into long sharp claws. “I’m going to rip that essence out of you both.”

“The hell you will!” Tiffany said, turning around and pulling me away from Kazuya.

My sister and I turned away from Kazuya running away from him as fast as we could. He didn’t move. He said something a little bit louder so we could hear him – but I couldn’t make it out—I was too focused on running, the adrenaline finally kicking in. Must have been the fastest I’ve ever had run in my life.

Kazuya didn’t seem worried about his prey escaping, however.

“Really now? A game of tag?”

In a flash his tails shot forward, grabbing us. Tiffany and I cried out helplessly as the strong furry appendages wrapped around our bodies, hoisting us up in the air. Kazuya chuckled at our pitiful effort of running away, before pulling us toward him with his tails.

Before Kazuya could finish, a golden light had appeared from the horizon—heading straight for him. Kazuya noticed immediately, his tails dropped us as he already started to dodge the golden comet before it impacted the ground where he stood.

I hit the grass with a thud, crying out in pain as I landed on my shoulder. Tiffany laid on the ground stunned for a minute before getting up and coming to my aid. It wasn’t a big fall. Kazuya didn’t lift us high enough to break our necks, but it still hurt. I was a delicate girl, you know.  

Tiffany helped me up, holding my shoulder so I could balance myself. We looked at the new crater that had appeared where Kazuya was just standing moments ago. Shekhinah was there now, lance at the ready.

Kazuya didn’t seem worried at all. “You’re becoming such a pest, Shekah. Did you ditch your teammates?”

Shekhinah gritted her teeth, looking angrier than ever. “Don’t call me that name,” she said, her voice emphasizing every syllable. “You have no right!”

“Ah, you wound me. Still, you think you fight me alone? Do you not trust your subordinates as much as you try to make yourself believe?”

Shekhinah huffed. “My faith in them is unshakeable, but I work best alone. You won’t escape this time Kazuya.”

Kazuya only laughed in response.

His laugh was briefly cut off as a blood-red spear jutted toward his head. He dodged it easily with a speed my eyes could barely register. Shekhinah attacked again with another spear jab, Kazuya parried the blow with a glowing tail before it could strike his side.

Shekhinah pushed off the ground, jumping backward and twisting the lance around her body, acrobatically. She was like a freaking ninja! Shekhinah resumed her attack stance.

Kazuya smirked at her, leaning lazily on one leg. Shekhinah frowned, rushing Kazuya again. Kazuya and Shekhinah moved through the clearing in a flash. Strike after strike, blow after blow. Shekhinah kept on attacking with her spear, aiming low to take out Kazuya’s legs, before moving up to his mid-section. Kazuya kept on parrying her strikes with his tails infused with golden energy.  

Shekhinah kept up the pressure, pushing Kazuya back with heavy strikes in close quarters before jumping backward every few seconds to make a little distance. She was agile enough to avoid being grabbed by his tails. She had enough stamina to keep going and wear Kazuya down.

No doubt Kazuya knew this as well. Shekhinah hadn’t even scratched him yet, but he was slowly being pushed backward by her barrage of strokes. Like a hundred per second. Couldn’t really tell, it was like they were moving at the sound. One moment they were visible and the next they’d disappear.

But even I could tell Kazuya was getting slower. His tails started to miss simple counters and he had to resort to dodging Shekhinah’s attacks. Shekhinah must have realized this too, going into overdrive with faster strikes.

Surprised by the Shekhinah’s sudden increase in power, Kazuya tripped while attempting to avoid being gutted. Shekhinah immediately took advantage of that new given opportunity. The atmosphere around the area started to change. The air became thick, it felt hard to breath. A green aura of energy surrounded the spear in her and she held it about Kazuya’s heart.

For the first time, Kazuya eyes showed true fear.

She’s going to kill him.

Kazuya moved, lifting his body upward as soon as Shekhinah pushed the spear down. The blade from Shekhinah’s lance ended up piercing straight through Kazuya’s shoulder and he forced himself upon it. He had stopped Shekhinah from activating whatever she was trying to do with his body.

Kazuya let out a loud cough. “Ah. that really hurts, Shekah.”

Shekhinah narrowed her eyes, fully aware that her spear was still embedded under Kazuya’s collarbone. They disengaged at once, Shekhinah tore the blade away from Kazuya’s body. Blood spewed everywhere.

Shekhinah and Kazuya swiftly put some distance between each other. Shekhinah lifted her lance, ready to go another bout. Kazuya panted as blood poured from his new wound. He held the arm of the wounded shoulder with his other hand.

“You’re going to have to do better than that if you want to kill me, Shekhinah.”

Shekhinah gave him a look almost akin to pity. Three other balls of light landed on park grass from the air above. Shekhinah’s subordinates, Caphriel and Aleph surrounded the wounded Valterian while Tartys checked up on Shekhinah. The two Arcadians talked amongst themselves for a moment, presumably going over how they were going to play the following scenario. Kazuya eyes were focused on Shekhinah but he would probably ready for an attack by Caphriel and Aleph at a moments notice.

After their short talk, Shekhinah and Tartys joined the other two Arcadians in surrounding Kazuya—effectively blocking any way he could escape. Kazuya turned his head to look at us for a moment before returning his attention to the four opponents around him. Caphriel and Tartys move weapons in hand performing a pincer attack.

Shekhinah hangs back while charging up her spear with that venomous looking green energy. She must’ve been aiming to finish the job after the two other Arcadians attacked. Even if Kazuya were to dodge the blades from Caphriel and Tartys, there was probably no way he’d notice her coming. Aleph stood even further back than Shekhinah, probably for support.

Instead of trying to evade or fight them off individually, Kazuya created a wall with his tails, causing the two Arcadians to stop running in mid-stride. Kazuya smirked and took advantage of the opening. To head straight for us.

“Stop!” Shekhinah orders.

Caphriel and Tartys, stopped pursuing Kazuya at once. They turn back to give Shekhinah questioning looks.

Kazuya cackles with laughter, while still running toward us. “What’s wrong Shekhinah? The life of humans normally wouldn’t stop you from attacking. Or are you worried about me consuming their life force before you’re able to land your final blow?”

Shekhinah didn’t respond, giving us an odd look. Kazuya had stopped running as well, even though he was much closer to us then before.

“Unfortunately,” Kazuya said with narrowed eyes, now facing us, “I’ve realized something about you two brats. I can’t kill you.”

I blinked. Tiffany looked equally shocked. Did he mean he literally couldn’t kill us? Or was there another reason?

“I guess that’s good news,” Tiffany muttered.

Kazuya made a sound of annoyance. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been in a position where I might actually die. So unbecoming.”

Kazuya closed his eyes and then reopened them. I shuddered. His eyes had changed.  No longer were his eyes a vibrant gold but now an alluring dark purple and blue. It was as if they were redesigned—the irises of his eyes looking like purple flowers, a kaleidoscope full of petals.

Kazuya faced Shekhinah and her warriors, giving her a vulpine grin.

Shekhinah didn’t seem impressed. “Mystic Eyes of Knowledge? Using that in the state you’re in now will only make your death come more quickly.”

Kazuya, still smiling barred his teeth. “Taking you all to hell with me makes it worth it.”

A golden ball of energy formed in Kazuya’s hand. The ball lengthened itself turning into a long weapon. Slowly the pole of energy molded itself—more accurately, Kazuya molded it without even touching it. I watched in amazement as Kazuya finished creating a perfect replica of Shekhinah’s spear. He pulled it out of thin air like it was created from scratch. A green aura of energy engulfed his spear, it was the same technique Shekhinah used.

“Alright children,” Kazuya said. “It’s time for you to die.”

Shekhinah frowned grimly and took her stance, her blade glowing with the same aura. The rest of her Arcadian teammates did the same.  They charged. Kazuya opted to fight off his opponents with his recreated spear, using the same style Shekhinah was using. He would still use his energy covered tails to block blind spot attacks.  

But something was off. I could feel it. Whatever energy Kazuya was talking about earlier, he was losing it. Getting weaker.

Kazuya backed off from the four Arcadians and fell to one knee, tired.

I flinched. My head started to hurt.  

Images appeared in my mind. Those visions. About the castle… the land of three suns. My mind shifted. I was in a land of angels. A place with golden cities and crystal clear waters… I remember being carried, looking up at faces of two angelic beings as my sister and I were given to a man with long white hair, fox ears, and nine tails.

“They’re going to kill him,” I said suddenly, without thinking.

Tiffany glanced at me. “You say that like it’s a bad thing. He was going to eat us.”

“I don’t think so,” I said while rubbing my head, the broken visions still clouding my mind. “It doesn’t feel right.”

I start to move forward. A hand stops me.

“Mercy,” Tiffany said. “What the hell are you thinking?”

I remained silent.

Ems!

I shrugged her hand off my arm and ran toward Kazuya, Tiffany followed yelling and cursing at me. Reaching Kazuya he turned his face to look at me like I was an idiot. “Fool! Get out of the way!”

“You know something about us, don’t you?” I asked, focusing completely on his kaleidoscopic eyes, they really were alluring. “I can feel it.”

“Mercy!”

Tiffany screamed my name as Tartys appeared from the air, swinging his twin blades downward to kill Kazuya with his finishing blow. Kazuya’s eyes widened, caught by surprise. He couldn’t move in time. Instinctively I tossed myself in front of him as a shield.

As the blades tore through my chest—feeling searing pain, I cried out wordlessly as my world went white.

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Awakening 1-02

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~Hello and Goodbye~

The air was still tense, eerily still, after the angel woman gave her command. My mouth was dry. I still couldn’t move. I couldn’t process what was going on. Our lives had been fairly normal up till now.  We had never directly come across mutants before, even while living in Ravensworth, a city that had one of the highest cape populations in the states.

Now, after somehow being able to avoid capes all that time,  Tiffany and I found ourselves in the middle of an altercation between five of them.

This is insane!

Tiffany had gotten her bearings under control faster than I did.

“Valterian?” she asked, facing the angel leader. “Isn’t that like… Nexus?”

Hearing her calm voice caused me to ease up a bit. I glanced at her. “Valterian?” I asked.

“Yeah, you remember what we learned in history class? About the father of the Galaxia chick? He’s the only hero that’s not a mutant, he came from a different planet or something –  I think it’s called…Valteria. He’s like an alien.”

Now that Tiffany mentioned it, I did recall Nexus being mentioned some point in Mr. Tate’s class. It must have been during our review on cape history. He was a popular hero, leader of the famous Omniversals. It was common knowledge that Nexus wasn’t from earth but I wasn’t sure if we studied his place of origin in class. Tiffany must have learned that research on her own. She was a cape geek, even more so than I was.

The angel woman gave her a slight frown. “Although you are somewhat correct, Nexus and the other Valterians are not aliens in the way you think they are. Nexus isn’t the first or only Valterian to be on this planet either.”

So… were the group of angels also Valterians like the man lying on the ground?

“Now,” the angel woman said, breaking off her tangent. “It’s imperative that the two of you step away from that man. He’s a dangerous criminal wanted for acts of aggression against Arcadia and the Twelve Celestial Kingdoms— “

Woah-whoa-whoa, What? Arcadia? The Twelve—muh-what?” Tiffany asked, voicing my questions for me. Confused as I was.

The angel woman made a sound of annoyance, surprised someone had the audacity to cut her off. I would have been annoyed too, cut off by a little brat who wouldn’t let me finish explaining something so important. “That’s none of your concern children.”

She turned to face her Arcadian subordinates. “Caphriel, Tartys—set up the transport barrier. Aleph, prepare to assist with barrier maintenance and stabilization.”

The Arcadian warriors gave quick acknowledgment of their leader’s command before they went to work.

“Please stand back,” Caphriel, the other female Arcadian said.

Tiffany and I backed away as the three other Arcadians approached. Caphriel and Tartys stood a few feet from the Valterian. Their bodies started to glow with a golden energy.

They erected a small transparent barrier around the body of the fallen Valterian while Aleph positioned himself closer to the glass bubble of energy. He touched the barrier with both arms extended. The barrier started to become less transparent – it was becoming solidified.

“Starting stabilization process,” Aleph said.

Before he could finish whatever he was doing, the atmosphere changed. The fallen Valterian’s eyes opened slightly. So he actually was alive. I almost doubted that, with the way he was bleeding and all.

The angel woman’s eyes widened, she noticed a little bit before I did. “Get back!” she yelled.

The fox Valterian crouched on all fours and let out a feral roar, his tails stretching and wreathing outward. The barrier shattered like glass, instantly. The force of his roar created a wind-like pressure – strong enough to blow us all backward. My head was spinning, my eardrums were being ripped apart.

My feet had left the ground. For a moment I was caught up in fear, wondering what happened. It was like we were caught in a freaking hurricane. I felt the blunt pain travel across my back as I hit the ground with a thud.

I was going to be feeling that in the morning.  

I sat up, looking around for Tiffany. “Tiffany! Are you okay?”

I turned around to find her stirring a few feet away from me on the flat part of the asphalt. The fox guy was able to throw us out of the crater by just yelling?  I stood up slowly and ran to my sister, favoring my left leg.

“…Mercy? What the hell is going on…?” she asked in a soft voice as I helped her up.

“Apparently, we’ve just found ourselves in the middle of a cape fight,” I said, glancing back at the Arcadian warriors readying their weapons at the fox Valterian.

“No kidding,” Tiffany said. She let out a whistle of admiration. “And that fox dude is packing.”

“Yeah—what…?” I asked, my question trailing off. Taking another look at the fox guy, I could feel my face start to heat up as I caught on to the double meaning of Tiffany’s words.

He was butt-naked and had no qualms about it, a cocky grin showing on his face. His wounds had stopped bleeding.

My eyes traveled downward toward his lower extremities.

He…was well endowed.

Tiffany laughed as she saw my mouth hanging open.

“He’s so big and cuddly, with those huge tails of his,” she said. “And gorgeous hair. A sexy body too. Just your type, right?”

Words were caught in my thought. “T-Tiff! Are you serious?”

Tiffany laughed again. “What? Am I lying?”

“Really? At a time like this?”

I shook my head trying to focus and pay attention, attempting not to stare at the Valterian’s crotch. Yeah, he was pretty hot, but that was the last thing I cared about in this situation since both my sister and I could end up being killed!

“Why the hell haven’t we run away yet?” I asked Tiffany in a low voice. “We need to get out of here.”

Tiffany didn’t react. I didn’t know if it was because she was ignoring me or because she was too focused on naked-fox-guy swinging his business around.

The Valterian turned to face the angel leader. His smirk widened as he scoffed.

“You thought such a weak barrier could hold me, Shekhinah?”

Aleph tightened the grip on his twin blades. “His wounds have healed?”

Shekhinah held out her hand. Golden energy formed. She materialized an exotic looking lance. It was blood-red, with a small but lengthy blade at its tip. It was pretty as it was deadly.

“Do not be overwhelmed by fear, Aleph,” Shekhinah said. “He’s still damaged internally from all that fighting, no matter how much he tries to hide it. We can stop him. Take positions!”

Shekhinah took an attack stance. Her body in a form she must have perfected long ago. The other Arcadians followed suit. Caphriel, with a rapier in hand, stood by Shekhinah while Tartys and Aleph positioned themselves behind the Valterian.

I swallowed, rooted to where I stood.  Things were about to get real.

“Hah—You’ve become quite ruthless Shekhinah, trying so hard to kill me. Did our break up scar you that badly? No?”

He gestured with his hands. “Or perhaps you’re desperate to prove that you haven’t betrayed your king? Hmm? Ace messenger of the Twelve Celestial Kingdoms – Loyal warrior of Kairanna?”

Well, that was a mouthful. The other Arcadians paused for a moment at his words. Their postures had changed slightly. It wasn’t too pronounced, I barely had time to notice before they hid their concern.

“The Valterian speaks lies,” Shekhinah said. “Do not listen to such nonsense. He is trying to break us apart. Poison our minds with deceit and doubt.”

The fox man tilted his head. “Is that really the case?”

“Yes!” Shekhinah hissed. “You are nothing but a liar, a manipulative scoundrel of the highest order—Kazuya, reprobate nine-tailed fox of the kitsune clan! Even the Valterians saw fit to banish you!”

Kazuya shook his head, amused. “I see. Let me correct the faulty information that leaves you so clearly confused. I was not banished from Valteria, I simply left after a misunderstanding with Decimatus.”

Shekhinah gritted her teeth. “Misunderstanding is putting it lightly.”

Kazuya started to glow, a golden aura surrounding his body.

“Mmm,” he mumbled. His tails started to twist in the air. “You’re entitled to your opinion, my fair messenger. I must thank you for giving me enough time to replenish some of my vapor. It’s always a pleasure to reminisce.”

“What? Stop him!” Shekhinah ordered as Kazuya’s body started to shine a vibrant white, lighting up the night road even more.

“Woah…” I muttered, looking at the glowing nine-tailed fox.

“Yeah,” Tiffany agreed.

The Arcadians rushed to attack Kazuya but it was too late.

Brightness filled my vision.

Then all I could see was white.

Pure white.

My body had disappeared and I had found myself in a void of light. I felt like I was floating on thin air. An out of body experience. Like I was a ghost. Pretty freaky.

Within a moment the sensation passed.

Tiffany and I found ourselves lying on the cold grass in a tangled mess. Confused, we fought each other off for a couple of seconds – not realizing what just happened.  

“Hey! Calm down it’s me!” Tiffany said after I gave her a good shove.

“Yeah, I know,” I replied with a smirk.

“You little bitch,” Tiffany said, enunciating each syllable slowly – grabbing hold of me like she thought I was irresistible. I pushed her off. We could play around later.

“Where are we?” I asked, looking around.

We stood the middle of a large field next to a walkway with park benches along the side. A bunch of trees were on both sides of the clearing.  It was kind of hard to see since there was hardly any light but I could tell we were in a park of some sort.

“Maybe we’re in North Park?” Tiffany asked, glancing my way for confirmation.

“….Probably? How did we get here?”

“I don’t know. What makes you think I know?”

“I’m just asking, Tiff.”

“Well, I’m just not knowing the answer, Ems.”

I rolled my eyes. “Shut up.”

“That fox guy,” Tiffany said, “He must have done something. He was shining so brightly.”

I nodded. “And then we ended up here.”

I could hear the sound rustling of grass behind us. Tiffany and I turned around at once. Kazuya – the fox guy from before was following us, some of his tails trailing on the ground.

“My, my,” he said as he approached us. “I must really be on my last legs if I couldn’t concentrate well enough to bring only myself.”

Kazuya sighed. “Shekhinah, you really are quite tenacious.”

“W-what did you do to us?” I asked.

Kazuya focused his attention on me, his feral eyes looking me up and down. A chill ran down my spine. I was shaking.  This guy was dangerous.

“Simple teleportation, my dear. I accidentally took you along for the ride. Nothing for you to worry your little cute head over.”

Teleportation?

“Wow,” Tiffany said after some silence. “So you’re a cape. Why are those angel people after you? They messed you up pretty good.”

Kazuya frowned. Yikes. Tiffany should have known better than to offend the crazy fox guy. “Do not compare me to humans, brat. Those four little cubs couldn’t harm me if their lives depended on it.”

Kazuya glanced upward toward the sky. “I had a small bout with the previous Valterian King and then ran into Corinath, that frustrating man.”

“Corinath?” I asked.

“The one who leads Arcadia,” he replied.

If I didn’t know any better, I’d say Kazuya was probably a very strong cape.  I wasn’t sure if I actually believed the whole Valterian-alien thing but after seeing Kazuya here? This whole situation? Nothing too outlandish anymore.  

My mind was teeming with questions. Who were those guys? Who was Kazuya? Why haven’t we heard anything about them before now? Why wouldn’t Kazuya put on some damn pants?

Before Tiffany and I could say anything else. Kazuya looked pointedly toward his left, off in the distance.

“The Arcadians will be here soon,” he said.

“You mean those angel people from before?” Tiffany asked.

Kazuya ignored her. “No matter how much I would like to pretend, I don’t have enough strength to take them on right now. I pretty much used all of it getting us here.”

“Then, what are we going to do?” I asked, worried.

Kazuya looked at us thoughtfully. “Well, nothing my dear. I moved locations to simply buy time after all.”

“Buy time? How’s that going to work?”

“Well you see,” Kazuya said, “The Arcadians will come here and probably kill us all. Me and you by association.”

Kill us?

“B-but—” I stuttered.

“But we didn’t do anything!” Tiffany exclaimed.

“Ah, I know,” Kazuya said. “It’s truly unfortunate, but that’s how things are when it comes to them. They are rigid and bound by rules.  Anyone who goes against the Arcadian kingdoms is treated like a heretic to be purged.”

Kazuya had moved closer to us. I had a bad feeling.

“They definitely wouldn’t let you live after you heard all that you did tonight,” Kazuya said. “And that’s a real shame since you both have so much vapor for human beings.  Enough spirit energy that I could use it to fight them off.”

Kazuya’s eyes narrowed, his lips twisted into a wicked grin as he barred his teeth. “Perhaps I should do you girls a favor. Instead of having a wasted death, why don’t I eat you alive?”

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Awakening 1-01

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~Two Girls, An Angel, and The Fox~

I laid down on the bed with a thud, my mind in a daze. My head hurt, my brain was fuzzy and I couldn’t really think.

Did I throw up?

Broken images appeared in my mind. Images of young children playing together in an open field next to a giant castle. I was there with them in that clearing, running around – my long hair swaying in the wind, as happy as I could be.

A memory?

No that couldn’t be right. I must have been dreaming.

There were many of us, children that lived at the castle. The castle of the Dragon King. It was in the land of three suns. A world that had seven moons. A magical place full of mythical creatures, anthropomorphic beings, and even people.

Among those that had lived in the castle, my twin and I only had a few close friends. But they were the best in the world. There were nine of us, some children of royalty and some of servants. Some were girls, some were boys. We’d practically spend every waking moment together.

The two older kids of the group – A girl that had teeth like a vampire and a boy with angel wings, would often watch us, at the request of the adults. To make sure we didn’t get into too much trouble.

I couldn’t remember their names, but I thought of them fondly.

Nothing could take the happiness that we shared away from us.

The lands outside were rampant with war and corruption, but we were kept safe by those castle walls.

More vivid images assaulted my mind. I could remember watching a child being dragged off to the dungeon with his family by guards for execution. His parents were convicted of treason. The King’s daughter, the princess, and I were distraught. But there was nothing we could do.  

I remembered seeing people being slaughtered in the capital streets as enemy militia tried to lay siege to the castle.  The fallout was terrible for both sides. Many dead bodies littered the city streets.  Civilians were even caught in the crossfire.

After witnessing that, I wished for something to change. I wished for a better world. A place where people didn’t have to fight and die, like nothing. A place where people could always get their needs taken care of so war and destruction could be avoided.

I made a promise to my sister after that day.

I told Tiffany I’d do whatever I could to create that place.

That utopia.

The strange images left my mind, fading out slowly. I started to forget about the vivid memory-like dreams.

Coming to, I found myself back on the bed in a small room. I opened my eyes. My vision was still blurry and I couldn’t feel my face. A teenage boy hovered over top of me. He was holding down my arms above my head.

What was going on?

I knew who he was. Timothy. My ex-boyfriend. I looked around the small room glancing at the wall filled with movie and band posters. We were in his room.

I remembered.

He was throwing a house party at night after the school football game. His parents weren’t home for the weekend, so he’d have the huge house all to himself. Tiffany, her boyfriend Terra Eatos, and I decided to stop by on a whim. Somehow I had gotten myself into this mess.

I must have been drinking like an idiot.

Timothy leaned downward, his body pressing against mine. He smelled nice. His lips around my neck felt pleasant. But… something wasn’t right.

“What happened?” I asked in a slurred voice.

Timothy ignored my questions as he continued to feel me up.

A spark of fear started to travel down my spine. I shifted my body attempting to roll away from him. “Stop it,” I said, more urgently.

Timothy’s grip tightened holding me in place.

“Relax.”

I made a groan in complaint.

The smile on his face changed to a dissatisfied frown.

“Come on Mercy,” he urged. “You still like me don’t you?”

I was confused by his question. My head was still fuzzy.  Didn’t he break up with me? I closed my eyes. Unfortunately, the truth of the matter was that I still had feelings for him.

“Y-yes,” I said, the words escaping my lips before I could hold them back.

Timothy smirked, pleased with my answer.

He proceeded to move his face downward in an attempt to kiss me. He immediately stopped as the door to his room was busted open. Tiffany quickly walked in with an angry expression on her face. Terra was not far behind.

Tiffany rocked the same low braided pigtail look I did, but wore a darker outfit compared to me, composed of a black off shoulder tee and low cut pixie shorts. Terra wore a tight hoodie with jeans. Terra looked very feminine and his long brown hair did nothing to alleviate that fact. He was often mistaken for a girl before people heard him speak.

Timothy quickly stood up and backed away as my sister ran to me.

“What the fuck are you doing!?” she shouted, giving Timothy a glare that could kill.

“I was just—” Timothy started, trying to explain himself while approaching us.

“Terra!” she said.

Terra immediately moved to intercept Timothy, grabbing his arm to hold him back.

Timothy tsked. “Are you fucking serious?” he asked in a loud voice, clearly annoyed.

“Back off, and stop moving,” Terra said, holding a struggling Timothy from moving away.  “This? What you’re doing here? It’s not cool.”

Timothy rolled his eyes, his lips widened into a smirk. “We were just having a little fun,” he said offhandedly.

Tiffany frowned and made a sound akin to a snarl. “Bullshit! You tried to fucking rape my sister!”

Timothy shook his head in exasperation. His body seemed tenser than a moment before. Terra still didn’t let him go, silver eyes were trained on him.

“What the hell are you even talking about? She agreed to come up here with me and one thing led to another,” Timothy said. “We wouldn’t even be in this position if she didn’t want it.”

“She’s fucking drunk, you fuckhead,” Tiffany said. “She’s practically passed out here!”

Tiffany shook her head. “I should have expected this from a fuckboy like you. I don’t know what Mercy sees in you.”

“Look alright, I’ll back off. We’re all pretty buzzed. A bad judgment call. I wasn’t thinking clearly.”

“No shit, rapist,” Tiffany muttered with a glare.

Oh fuck off, Tiffany,” Timothy said, his calm facade cracking. “Always starting some bullshit.”

“Believe me, I’m finishing it too.”

Timothy laughed. It didn’t sound nice. He glanced at Terra still keeping him away from us.  Timothy finally shrugged off Terra’s hand. Terra must’ve loosened his grip.

“What?” Timothy asked. “You gonna fight me too, pretty boy?”

Terra gave him a look then shook his head. “Nah,” he said quietly.

Timothy chuckled. “Wow. Not gonna fight your girlfriend’s battles for once? I’m surprised. You’re not as whipped as I thought.”

Terra scoffed. “Any one of us could kick your ass. Even Mercy when she gets better.”

Timothy frowned and gave him a sour look. “I’m sure,” he said dryly.

He shouldered past Terra, walking to the doorway of his room. Loud music could be heard blasting from downstairs as he creaked open the door. “You can let Mercy rest in my bed. I need to get back to the party before those guys run out of control. See you guys downstairs,” he paused. “Or not.”

He left.

Terra watched him go. A hard fist connected with his shoulder.

Terra flinched away from Tiffany after she hit him.

“Why didn’t you punch him?” she asked.

One side of Terra’s lips quirked upward. “I thought you were gonna do it.”

“Yeah, I would have if you did. We could have beaten him up together. It would be a good bonding experience for our relationship.”

Terra laughed.

There was a moment of silence as that look glanced at me in a pitiful semi-conscious state.

“I want to kill him,” Tiffany murmured. “I wanna fuck him up.”

“Things might end up pretty badly if we did do that to him,” Terra said. “Especially, in his own home.”

“Yeah. I know. I’m just venting.”

I stirred. Tiffany and Terra automatically focused their attention on me.

“…You guys,” I muttered.

“Hey there, Ems,” Tiffany said softly, cupping the side of my face with a warm hand. “How do you feel?”

oOo

We had left the party earlier, none of us wanting to spend more time at Timothy’s place. Terra had gone home, while Tiffany insisted we walk home alone since our house was pretty close by.  We had to figure out a way to sneak in the house without our parents noticing. No big deal, right?

I rubbed my forehead with a hand as we walked down the empty sidewalk. It still hurt. I still had a throbbing headache. My sister had gently explained what happened. Thoughts of Timothy and my relationship with him came to the forefront of my mind.

Did he still have feelings for me? I thought he was trying to get with Ashley. It seemed like it from how he was flirting with her at the party, how he looked at me from across the room to make sure I could see him.

What he did – trying to force himself on me while I was out of it… I had felt violated. 

It was stupid to let myself be so vulnerable around him, especially since I knew I hadn’t gotten over him. It was stupid for us to go to the house party in the first place.

“You alright?” Tiffany asks, pulling me out of my depressive thoughts.

I paused for a moment before shaking my head. “I’m fine.”

We continue to walk down the dark neighborhood street. “I hope Mom and Dad haven’t figured out we’ve been out the whole night.”

“You worry too much.”

“Really? You know how they’re always up late.”

“We’ll sneak in the same way we got out, through the basement cellar door. We can wait for them to go to sleep if they’re still bumbling around the living room.”

“And if they wake up while we’re going upstairs?”

Tiffany sighed in exasperation. “Don’t worry about it. We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.”

“If you say so—”

My voice stopped abruptly as I saw a light flashing in the air. I gasped. A comet, bright and golden traveled through the air at an incomprehensible speed. Heading straight for us.

Before the ball of flame hit the ground, Tiffany had sense enough to pull me out of the way. We both hit the deck, trying to shield ourselves from the explosion as the fiery ball collided with the earth.

Silence.

I opened my eyes then looked at my sister lying on the grass next to me.

“Tiff – Are you alright!?” I asked, worried.

Tiffany got up sat up slowly, and I inwardly let out a sigh of relief. She wasn’t hurt.

“The fuck was that?” she asked, glancing at me before looking at the huge crater that appeared in the middle of the sidewalk.

I shook my head. I had no idea what happened.

Tiffany stood up and cautiously began the approach the crater full of white smoke, her low knee boots clacking against the pavement.  I wanted to tell her to stay back, to tell her it was dangerous. But I knew Tiffany wouldn’t listen and curiosity had gotten the best of me as well. She always had a habit of dragging me along with her.

Our eyes widened as we stood on the edge of the hole in the ground. I recoiled backward in shock, while Tiffany stood still in amazement.

Someone was in there!

In the center of the crater was the naked body of a man, unconscious. A person with nine tails extruding from his lower back and fox-like ears on his head. His face was covered by his hair. Hair extravagantly long and thick that led all the way down his backside reaching his tails. He was bleeding profusely, but I couldn’t tell from where.

“…What the hell?” I whispered.

“Yeah.” Tiffany murmured in agreement.

Whoever this guy was – was he a mutant? He wasn’t a normal human, that was for sure.

“Ems!”

Tiffany nudged my arm and pointed for me to look upward. I did as she directed, my eyes squinting at four balls of light heading our direction. The balls of light swiftly flew toward us as they grew in size.

It was then when I could see them clearly that I realized they were also Capes like the fox-man laying on the ground by our feet. Mutants that had actively used their powers in public.

The four glowing figures paused a few feet above us, floating in the air. They looked like angelic knights, two men, and two women. They each wore beautiful golden and silver armor.  Three of them had pairs of metal protected golden wings and knight-like helmets. The one in front who I assumed was the leader had a pair of three wings and had a two horns extending from her helmet on both sides. Her armor was completely golden. Futuristic visors had covered each of their faces.

Both Tiffany and I looked at them in awe.

The leader floated toward us. The visor around her face disappeared, her mask and helmet disintegrated into thin air – revealing inhuman golden eyes and long blonde hair.

“Step away from the Valterian,” the angel woman commanded.

I heard her and I was sure Tiffany did as well, but we couldn’t move. Our bodies were frozen with fear. I could feel the sweat roll down my neck as I faced the angel woman’s stern, judging gaze of contempt.

What in the world had we gotten ourselves into?

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Prologue II

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Ashley Hawke lounged in the back of her seat as she waited for the history teacher to finish speaking. Her mind in a daze, she almost fell asleep.

That blissful state soon ended as she was disturbed by the sound of the class packing their books. Ashley turned to her left and looked up at the clock under the ceiling. Only a few minutes were left in class. Soon they would be free from the boring prison known as school.

Ashley quickly packed her books even as the teacher complained about students packing up early. She didn’t care really; Mr. Tate never had the backbone to enforce his rules.

Only two more minutes left in class. Ashley could hear the excited whispers of her fellow classmates as they began to talk about what they had planned for the weekend. The group of girls next to her talked quietly, smiling and making glances toward her.

Ashley rolled her eyes in annoyance. The girls, five in all, were part of a popular clique of underclassmen. One that Ashley herself was the leader of. They were her so-called “friends” and were probably going to bug her about her weekend plans.

As the bell rang and class was dismissed, Ashley retrieved her book bag from the floor next to her desk. As Ashley stood up and readied herself to leave, she was approached by two of her friends, smiling at her.

“Ashley! Wait up!” Lorie said. The small blonde girl positioned herself between Ashley and the door. “We’re going out with the boys, remember?”

Ashley narrowed her eyes but had a hint of a smile on her face. “Ah. Yeah. To the movies right?” Everyone was always trying to drag her around. No doubt Timothy would be there. He was known as a good-looking boy in her grade who made no intention of hiding his crush on her. Ashley shook her head a little. She liked having people that desired to be around her, but if they were annoying she would get irritated.

It was only natural, though, that everyone would want to bask in the presence of a smart and beautiful girl like herself. But she was much more than that. Much more.

She was a sophomore at Franklin High School, yet in some ways it felt like she ran the place. Ashley was a starter on the school volleyball and soccer team. The upperclassmen boys adored her while the girls secretly hated her. She was one of the most popular girls in school and almost always had the favor of teachers. It was Ashley’s very being that drew others to her, and she knew it. It could be considered a blessing and a curse.

That is what it means to be a god.

Ashley walked outside of the class with her friends Lorie and Tonya. Heading toward her locker she could see the rest of her clique congregated around it. The girls were busy flirting with a group of boys nearby. Ashley could see Timothy with them. She caught him glancing at her with a smile.

“Hmph!” Ashley huffed, grinning. Tonya took her smile as a reason to voice her opinion.

“He’s pretty hot. And he likes you. I think he’s gonna ask you out,” Tonya said.

“Not interested.”

“What?”

Tonya turned around and attempted to question Ashley about why she wouldn’t want a date with the perfect looking boy. Ashley waved her off. As Ashley put her books inside her locker compartment, she was swarmed with attention from the students around her area. She conversed with them a little until she found herself face to face with Timothy.

Ashley had to look up to see the tall boy’s face. Tim’s grin became wider as she did.

“Hey,” he said. “We’re going to the movies tonight, coming with?”

There was a little tension in the air between them as he dropped those words. He was attractive. Ashley observed him for a moment unfazed. She looked over his well-kept brown hair and then looked straight in his piercing gray eyes.

“I’ll be there,” She said.

“I’ll pick you up,” Timothy replied.

She wasn’t fond of the idea of being in a car with Tim, but she agreed to it anyway. Maybe she would get some amusement out of rejecting him tonight. He asked if she needed a ride home as well but she said no. Heading toward the school entrance she made her way toward the buses taking students home with her friends.

Before making it to the door she almost found herself running into someone. It was another student. He apologized, embarrassed after almost crashing into her. Ashley frowned; how could someone be so absent-minded? The curly haired boy glanced away as she viewed his face. He seemed nervous. Without even saying anything she continued walking on with the rest of her group. After a few steps, she turned her head back to look at the brown-skinned boy, who was rushing the opposite direction to his locker. He must have forgotten something.

“So that’s my master, huh?” She said quietly before turning back around.

oOo

Shaun Thompson stood in front of Franklin High School looking up at the name plastered on top of the three-story building. So this is where he would be teaching from now on, he thought. He began to walk up the wide flight of steps toward the school entrance with his briefcase in hand. As he opened the doors his shaggy black hair blew forward as a current of cold air from outside rushed into the school.

As he entered the school building, he wondered what being a teacher at this school would be like. It wouldn’t be his first time teaching; he started as a substitute and teacher’s assistant for many years. However, this would be the first time he had a class all to himself.

On top of that, the school was huge. There were over couple of thousand students. Most were decent enough but in his opinion, there were a couple of bad apples.

Shaun remembered yesterday when he was putting most of his items and teaching material the in his classroom. He could remember a student, a young girl getting harassed by a group of other girls. It was close by his classroom but Shaun opted to stay out of it. He wasn’t officially known as a teacher at the time and he had no problem with avoiding the issues of some teenage brats.

Shaun was jolted out of his thoughts as he could hear the sound of clacking heels headed toward him. He stood up straight to face the brunette haired woman. She walked until she was a few feet in front of him.

The woman gave him a warm smile and put out her hand.

“You must be the new physics teacher!” She said. “I’m Selena Frazzle.”

Shaun smiled slightly shaking her hand. “Hi, I’m Shaun Thompson.”

“Oh! So you’re the young physics genius everyone was talking about,” Ms. Frazzle said. “I’ve heard a lot about you from Mr.Hardy. How old are you?”

“Twenty-two ma’am,” He replied.

“Wow, so you just graduated college?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Just call me Selena.”

Ms. Frazzle’s sparkling eyes were boring into Shaun almost as if they could see through him. Ms. Frazzle continued to ask questions. She then talked about the various teachers and departments of the school.

“Well it was nice meeting you,” Ms. Frazzle finished.

“Likewise,” Mr.Thompson said while looking around the hallway for the principal’s office.

“Looking for principal’s office?” Ms. Frazzle asked. “I can take you there if you’d like.”

Shaun agreed and walked with her through the expansive hallway. Ms. Frazzle began to talk absentmindedly about her favorite students and why she loved teaching English. Shaun observed her quietly.

Something about her was bugging him. Ms. Frazzle was not his type, but even he could see that she was a beautiful woman. As his eyes traced over her form he noticed she was probably in her late twenties.

None of that was really important, though. There was something else he could sense from her. A feeling of a certain energy but he couldn’t quite place it. Unhuman? He wasn’t able to confirm his suspicions, however.

A loud crash of was heard from around the hall stopping their conversation immediately.

“What was that?” Shaun asked.

“I have no idea,” Ms. Frazzle replied.

She started to move faster, heading toward the disturbance.

“It was one of the lockers. Come on, it sounded like a student fell.”

Shaun sighed to himself and let Selena lead the way. Turning the corner he saw Ms. Frazzle frozen in place looking at the scene before her. A group of five girls and their blonde leader were bullying the same young girl he saw from before. It seemed as if they were trying to take books from her backpack. Shaun resisted the urge to shake his head. He really didn’t want to get involved, at least not this soon.

“What are you doing!?” Ms. Frazzle asked.

The girls remained silent, They were caught red-handed. Shaun was curious to see what excuses they would have. The blonde girl, the leader of the posse began to stalk off.

Ms. Frazzle nearly grabbed her but stopped as the blonde girl turned around to look at her.

“You’re not going anywhere, young lady, you have explaining to do along with your friends. Why were you hurting that girl?”

“Me?” Ashley scowled. “I had nothing do with this. I wasn’t even next to her like them.”

Ashley pointed her index finger at the other girls. “They mess with Katherine here to please me since she doesn’t talk with us anymore. But I can care less. It’s not like I tell them to do it.”

“Hey!” Nicole said.

“Ashley!?” Lorie exclaimed.

The girls moaned in protest as Ashley threw them under the bus. She ignored them.

“No. You’re just here to encourage your little entourage, is that it?” Ms. Frazzle said.

“If you have a problem give me a write-up slip and send me the Principal. I should take full responsibility for those that are mine, no?”

Ashley stalked off without saying another word.

Shaun glanced at Ms. Frazzle with the side of his eyes. She frowned, her face flashing with anger, and yet it seemed as if she had let Ashley walk away. Was that fear he saw in Ms. Frazzle’s expression? Shaun turned his face to look back at where the blonde girl had been.

Ashley had looked familiar… Like a certain being from that place…

After a moment Shaun and Ms. Frazzle resumed walking through the hallway, both of them quiet.

They had finally reached the principle’s office. As they entered the room they were greeted by Principal Hardy, who was just getting off the phone.

“Ah, thank you Ms. Frazzle. I see you’ve acquainted yourself with Mr.Thompson. That’s good.” The Principle said. He turned to face Shaun. “And how are you finding everything? Ready for Monday?”

“Yes Sir,” Shaun replied.

Ms. Frazzle quietly excused herself as he continued his conversation with Mr.Hardy. Shaun glanced at Ms. Frazzle as she left, her eyes catching his own. She simply smiled at him as she left the room.

oOo

Selena Frazzle looked across the long stairway window viewing the campus grounds with a smile. She was watching the new physics teacher, Mr. Thompson, make his way back to parking lot. He must have been done unpacking for the evening. They had just come from a meeting with the school principal after they witnessed the event earlier.

Selena didn’t bring up the situation with Ashley to Principle Hardy, knowing that it would cause more problems that it was worth. However, she made sure to threaten the other bullies with suspension if they continued to harass that girl. She noted that Shaun also refrained telling the Mr. Hardy about what he witnessed.

Selena really had no reason to stay at school. She was unnecessarily waiting for and acquaintance, but she didn’t mind.Selena turned her head to the side as she was approached by her coworker.

“What are you doing standing here?” Mrs. Armstrong asked.

Selena smiled raising her hands up in defense. “Nothing really.”

Mrs. Armstrong looked over her shoulder out the window. She had seen who Selena was looking at.

“Right. So what do you think of him?”

“He seems pretty cute,” Selena said. She couldn’t hide anything from Mrs. Armstrong, but of course she never really cared to. “I don’t think he’s my type, though.”

“You seemed content staring at him for an hour.”

“Please, it wasn’t an hour, ” Selena said. She tilted her head, thinking. “Maybe I should try to seduce him?”

“Really, shitting where you eat?”

“Nah, only kidding,” Selena said with a laugh. “Speaking of which, aren’t you treating me out to dinner?”

“If you’re paying.”

“Oh come on.”

Selena walked down the stairs while finalizing her dinner plans with Mrs. Armstrong. She quickly took a glance at the school parking lot. Mr. Thompson’s car was finally gone. Selena smiled again to herself.

It looks like things are starting to get interesting.

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