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Saturday, October 22, 2005

   Fake Wings, Chapter 9!
Yay, I'm on time this week!! Well, here's Fake Wings. ENJOY!!

Chapter 9

Minoru woke slowly, trying to remember where he was. Then, he remembered the desert, and how he and Ian had already made it halfway through towards the Hunters’ headquarters. He smiled, and stood up, poking the charred, smoldering cinders that had been a fire with the blade of his scythe. After a few moments, Ian stirred, and stood up, yawning. He smiled, and said “good morning” to Minoru, who nodded and repeated the phrase.

They began the walk again, the clear, rising sun behind them. Westward bound, they trudged, footsteps lost to the silence of the desert sands. Water and food had been eaten in the cave earlier, and now they were almost out of supplies. If they were lucky, they would be able to make it back to the capital city… however, they doubted that this would be a return trip.

***

Tenji slowly awakened, her waist hurting slightly. She cried out in pain, but she was mute. Her hand wanted to dart to check her waist, but it wouldn’t move. She was in entropy. ‘How long was I out for?’ She asked herself, ‘where am I? What’s this green guck?’ Questions such as these continued to whirl through her brain, until a familiar figure walked into view. She would’ve been happier if he hadn’t ordered for her death.

“Good morning, Tenji.” Hadden chuckled, “how was your… shall we say, “sleep”?” He grinned, as his bodyguard came up beside him. Then, something inside of Tenji’s head clicked. She had died. And here she was, in a physical body upon this hellish planet again. Sudden hatred for Hadden flowed through her, and she tried to use her psychic powers to kill him. However, all she could do was shatter the glass in the tube, the formaldehyde draining out and pooling on the floor.

“Where’s-Izayoi?” Tenji rasped, her voice unfamiliar to her. She wanted to see her friend… she wanted to apologize for dying on her. Her smile returned to her face, her temporary anger taken out on the tube. Otomaru cackled, preparing to spin another thread. ‘What would it hurt to add more drama?’ He thought. Izayoi already believed Tenji was dead; it wasn’t like they’d ever see each other again anyway.

“Oh… you didn’t hear?” Otomaru said, his tone of voice chilling Tenji to her very core, “Izayoi killed herself. She committed seppuku… well, half-seppuku. She gutted herself. If it makes you feel any better, she’s probably very happy now.” He grinned at Tenji’s sad expression, the smile permanently dropping from her face. Her smile was often forced… it was only for Izayoi, to feel happy for the both of them. Now that she was gone… she had no one to smile for anymore.

“I’m very sorry to hear that…” Tenji said, her voice drenched in tears, even though she wasn’t crying, “Why did you pick me? Why did you resurrect me? I served no real purpose.” Hadden grinned at her remark. ‘Oh, if only you knew…’ He thought, handing a pair of black clothes to Tenji. Somehow, she’d willed herself to move and accepted the clothes, putting them on quietly.

“These look very formal… is there a party or something?” Tenji asked, pulling at the high, black collar of her new shirt. The black lotus on the front looked very beautiful, and it brought something to an otherwise plain piece of clothing. The black skirt was similar, though it had a flower with a yin-yang in the center on her left side. She didn’t receive an answer, and could care less. She unfurled her wings, which she hadn’t known were there, and flew to find a place to mourn.

“A party of the best sort… Shinigami…” Otomaru grinned, addressing Tenji by her prophesized name. It meant “Death God”, but only the other crew members who were fluent in Japanese knew that. Of course, only he and Hadden knew where this room was, so he wouldn’t have to worry about Izayoi bursting in and tearing his beautiful web of deceit to pieces.

Its a little shorter than usual, but I've been putting alot more planning into AEGFF... so yeah. Read and review, s'il vous plait!
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