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Darkness and Light, Death and Life part 1
Warning~ Pairings are not already established! They're getting there though. Be prepared for bad language and maybe some violence.
Disclaimer~ ::sob:: They are NOT mine!!!! ::sighs:: If only... ...
Night had fallen, throwing the city into darkness. Just the way they liked it. Doors bolted and locked several times, lights went on in every house and on every street corner. Not a single soul roamed the streets. The silver door handles shone in the pale light, almost making it look like there was a star shining by each residence. The owls had come out of hiding, hunting the small gray mice that scurried over lawns and pavement. But they would not be the only hunters for very long. Soon the moon would rise in the night sky, casting it's pale glow onto the city below. Then, they would come. Those who could move in the shadows without a sound. Those who could call someone from the safety of their house. Those who lived for centuries, or even longer. Those, who drank the blood of their mortal cousins. They were the reason for all the locks and bolts, for the silver handles, for the crosses that adorned each door.
At the edge of the city, a large mansion stood on the edge of a cliff over looking the sea. A dark figure sat on the rail of one of the many balconies. His dark hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, keeping it out of his pale face. His traditional white Chinese pants glowed in the moon light, contrasting his dark blue tank top that exposed his well defined arms. Dark, obsidian eyes stared out over the view, fixed on the more populated portion of the city. He smirked as each light went on and his heightened senses picked up on the bolting and locking of every door.
"Getting ready?" The voice came from behind him.
He snorted, "They put even more crosses out today. They still haven't figured it out."
A girl with dark golden hair, stepped out onto the balcony. Her cyan eyes complemented her also pale complexion, giving her a ghostly yet alluring look. She looked very comfortable in her long black dress, trimmed in blood red that seemed to fit like a second skin. She moved to stand next to the young man. "I don't care. The more myths they believe the more fun we can have."
The boy didn't answer, instead lapsing into silence for a few moments as if thinking about something. "I assume he's alright, if you are up here?"
"As alright as can be expected. He's burning up with fever even by human standards. He won't be able to hunt for himself for a few days, and it'll be a few days after that until he's back to his normal strength, but Heero's strong, he'll recover just fine."
"Did you find out what happened?"
The girl shook her head, "No, he's still unconscious."
The dark haired boy cursed in a few different languages, "He must have used one of the items! It's the only way he could have captured one of us!"
"Calm down Wufei. We don't know that for certain. But if he does have one of the items, then we have an even bigger problem"
"And what would that be Chase?" The additional voice asked as another joined them. This one was taller than the rest, his brown hair worn in such a way that it covered one emerald eye. He wore a dark blue shirt and tan pants, although they couldn't hide the well built muscles underneath.
The girl swung around to look at him, her eyes glowing with anger. "Well, look who decided to come back. And what was so important that you couldn't help us this afternoon Trowa?"
"I told you, I had a previous engagement. Besides, you seem to have done fine without me."
"That's not the point Trowa." Wufei stated as he jumped down from his perch.
"I apologize, but this was something I could not get out of."
Chase put her hands up silencing the two boys. "Whatever, I don't have time to bother with this. We have more important things to deal with right now." She turned to Trowa, "Heero can deal with you later if he wants to. Right now we need to discuss what happened today."
"Yes. If Treize does have one of the items..."
"Then he must have at least one of the heirs."
"Not necessarily.", the Chinese boy said looking the girl straight in the eyes.
"What do you mean?" she asked, leaning against the rail.
"I've been doing some research on the items and their respective heirs. The cross and the circlet draw their power from the heirs. However, the heirs have the capability of controlling the power only if they are made aware of the power."
"Are you saying that the heirs might not know?"
"It's a possibility."
The green eyed one seemed thoughtful for a moment, "But the heirs have always been made aware of their power, it's been that way for centuries."
"And they've also always been given into the care of our own kind." Wufei pointed out
Chase snickered, "Well, I wouldn't say they were exactly given..." she commented remembering the stories she had heard of the ritual taking of the heirs.
"In any case," the dark eyed boy continued, ignoring the devious smile on his companion's face, "This generation of heirs weren't located until they were too old to take without making a scene."
"We knew that. That's why we're here." The tallest said wanting to move the conversation along.
"But they do know who the heirs are, right?" The girl's eyes narrowed trying to cover the slight feeling of uncertainty she was experiencing.
"That's the problem. They lost track of the heirs a few years back, they have no idea where they are."
"So not only are we supposed to keep the items and the heirs away from Treize, we're supposed to find the heirs?"
"Precisely."
"We're screwed."
"So if Treize has one or more of the items already, he must also have one of the heirs on his side." Trowa shifted so that he was leaning against the door frame."
"But Wufei said that if the heirs don't know about their power then it can be wielded by anyone, which means that there's the possibility that Treize has been keeping the heirs in the dark about their powers so that he can use them himself." The girl closed her cyan eyes for a brief moment, "In that case we have to try to identify the heirs. If they are aware of their abilities and are on Treize's side then they must be eliminated. If they don't know then they must be taken into our custody and controlled."
"Sounds like a solid plan." The green eyed boy nodded his agreement as he said this, "But how do we identify the heirs?"
"We snoop around. The heirs each have the distinct mark of their tribe on their bodies." she explained, "The heir of the Life tribe has the circlet tattooed onto his right hip. The heir of the Death tribe bares the cross on his left hip. Do what you must to examine whoever you suspect. Being from the two tribes of our own kind most similar to theirs, the tribe of Light," she gestured to herself and Wufei, "and the tribe of Darkness," she turned her gaze to Trowa, "We should be able to sense when they are near."
Obsidian eyes stared into cyan, "Are you enjoying being in command?"
"I would rather that my brother was not lying helpless downstairs, but in his absence I shall direct things as I believe he would." Wufei made a sort of un-approving noise. Chase walked up to him so that she closed all the space between them, her face nearly touching his. "Don't forget, Wufei, that Heero turned me only three days after he had been turned. I have almost as much experience as him even if I am a generation lower. And let's also not forget who it was that turned you."
"Do not misunderstand me, I know well my place." The young man held his ground.
Soft female lips turned up in a small smile, "I know. Why do you enjoy testing me so?"
"Isn't that why you turned me? So that you would have something to challenge you and keep you from getting bored?"
"I turned you because I knew you hated working under women."
"Um... excuse me." Trowa cleared his throat, "Don't you think we should be going out soon?"
"You're absolutely right Trowa." Chase pulled away from Wufei, "I'm getting hungry, and we have to figure out a way to bring a little something back for Heero."
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The music room of Treize's estate held every instrument imaginable. Everything from old wooden clarinets to more modern day electric guitars could be found there. The most impressive by far, however, was the large Grand Piano that took up the center of the room. It's black paint had been recently redone and the sunlight that poured into the estate through the glass balcony doors made it glisten, a black star among lightly painted walls.
It was in this room that Quatre Raberba Winner could be found. Sitting in front of the great black star his fingers danced quickly and gracefully across the ivory. The sound of some ancient symphony echoed off the walls, filling the room with a beautiful sound.
"Quatre!!!"
So much for the peaceful, serene mood that had been present within the room.
The blonde boy lifted his head, his music cutting off short. His soft blue eyes seemed to sigh as he gazed up at the door of the magnificent room. The door that was at the moment flying open, almost crashing into the wall behind it, revealing a hyperactive violet eyed boy.
"Yes Duo?" He was used to the boy's spontaneity and was hardly phased by the sudden interruption.
The long haired boy scrambled over to the piano, leaning his weight on the instrument without a care. The smaller blonde cringed at the thought of the precious item being so mishandled. "Quatre, I have to tell you about what I saw today!"
"Calm down.," Quatre coaxed hoping to avoid any damage to the piano, "Sit down and tell me about it."
"Sit down!!? How can you expect me to sit down?!"
"Okay then don't sit down, but...would you please stop pounding on the piano?"
Duo stop short in his mania and spared a look down at his helpless victim. "Oh. Sorry." He pulled his arms away slowly linking them behind his back. Quatre sighed and stood up. Taking his friend by the hand he led him over to the small couch that resided in the corner of the room.
"Now," he began as he sat himself down, "tell me what has you so worked up."
The explosion began again.
"Quatre you're never gonna believe it! I was in my room all day today and there was this horrible sound all day long it wouldn't stop! so finally I got so fed up with not being able to drown it out that I decided I would go see what was making the noise and I knew that there had been an arrest this morning so I thought to myself maybe that's what making this sound so I went all around trying to find this person and do you know where I found him? In the garden maze isn't that weird? but it was really weird 'cause he was tied to the ground and he looked really beat up and then he looked at me and his eyes they were like glowing and that's when I freaked and ran back here."
The young blonde stared at him, mouth agape. He was used to his cousin's tendency to ramble on and on but this definitely took the cake. He didn't remember seeing Duo take a breath during that whole speech! That and the actual content of the speech.
"You what!?" He yelled finally getting his voice to cooperate. "Duo do you know how dangerous that could have been? People don't get arrested for no reason you know! And what if someone had caught you? You would be locked in your room for weeks!"
"Heh. You live to carefully Q-man. Gotta have some adventure."
Teal eyes narrowed slightly, "Not at the expense of my freedom thank you."
"Whatever." The braided boy flopped down onto the couch next to his companion. "Oh, hey, how ya feelin'? You said this morning you didn't feel real well."
"Better, thank you." Quatre responded, glad for the change of subject.
"So what was wrong? Did you figure it out?"
"No. I just felt really tired and drained. I don't know what caused it. But I felt well enough to go out riding today."
"Oh yeah?" Duo sighed. "I should go riding. I haven't gone in a few days now. Shinigami probably hates me."
Quatre laughed, "Are you kidding? That horse could never hate you! If she was human she'd be in love with you!"
Violet eyes laughed back. "You're probably right. But all the same, I should go riding soon. Let me know next time you go out. I'll go with you."
The blonde blushed slightly, "Uh...sure. That would be fun."
Duo raised an eyebrow at his friend's response. "Somethin' wrong Q?"
"Oh no. Not at all. I just usually go riding with someone else, but I'd love to go with you sometime again. Like we used to." He smiled trying to save himself.
The ever present grin widened, "Oh... I get ya. Got a little love life?"
"No! Just a friend. That's all."
"Sure. Whatever. You can tell me later. Come on, let's go find some fun." The braided boy grabbed Quatre by the hand and pulled him off the couch and towards the door.
"Didn't you already have enough fun today?" The smaller boy asked warily.
"One can never have enough fun my friend. Not when you know me at least."
Quatre groaned as he was tugged out of the room. He had a bad feeling they were going to have a lot of explaining to do by the end of the night.
Well, there's part 1. Are you happy now Usagi?! I think now it's time to do some work on other stories. College sure takes up a lot of your time! But it's fun! Please let me now what you think of this story.