Claymore Fan Fiction ❯ Blacklight ❯ Part 3: ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

This is my very first Claymore fanfic and crossover.

Date: 061209

Disclaimer: A Claymore/Prototype crossover. All characters and concepts belong to their respective creators and owners.

Synopsis: What were the youma? Where did they come from? There has never been an adequate explanation given as to how they came into being until ... now.

B L A C K L I G H T

Part 3:

Two travellers walked up the road, heading for the mountain. One man, the other woman, the two travellers could be easily mistaken for a couple. Neither of the pair appeared to be in a hurry. At the foot of the mountain, they were greeted by another man who greeted the man called Isley with respect. Isley introduced the second man to the woman.

"This is Rigaldo, my second-in-command. Rigaldo this is ..." Isley turned towards the woman.

"I have no idea who I am," the woman answered.

"We'll just call her Athena for now. Are you happy with that name?" Isley suggested.

"I suppose any name is better than having no name at all," the woman agreed.

"Fine then. This is the situation. Rigaldo, Athena will be helping you with the coming assault on the Organisation Headquarters. We are going to destroy them completely from the face of the land," Isley put forth his grand plan.

"Are you sure that is wise, Isley? The Organisation Headquarters is not something to be trifled with lightly even with us all attacking together at once. Besides we have no idea what this woman is capable of," Rigaldo voiced his objection.

"Rigaldo, you may test her if you wish. Fight until one submits, is that alright with you?" Isley laid down the terms to both his second-in-command and the woman.

They both stood facing one another.

"You may begin!" Isley answered.

Rigaldo did not waste anytime. He released his hold on his youki, powering up to the limit.

The woman remained where she was ... waiting for him to attack.

"Why are you not releasing your hold on your youki?" Isley asked the woman.

"It is not necessary. I will face him as I am right now," the woman answered confidently.

"Are you mocking me or what? Very well, it's your funeral," Rigaldo stated before launching himself into a full-scale attack on the woman.

Athena held herself carefully and then just as Rigaldo was about to reach her, she side-stepped him, grabbing hold of him before slamming him into the ground with terrific force. Though not trained in unarmed combat, Athena was by no means helpless. The memories she had obtained from assimilating the bandits from the past week had proved most useful. Some of the bandits had been trained in the dirtiest and most deadly street fighting techniques in the city. One of them even turned out to be a 'Ninja' or shadow warrior on a scouting mission from the mainland. He was a master of unarmed combat as well as a master of disguise. Unfortunately, his unarmed combat skills did not help him much against a warrior of her caliber. She had dispatched him so swiftly, that he did not even have time to move.

She pinned down her opponent to the ground, preventing him from moving without causing himself serious injuries. Isley watched the match with interest.

"Do you submit?" she asked the Silver-Eyed Lion King.

"Alright. Let me have another go. You got me once with that trick of yours but you wouldn't get me again a second time!" the Silver-Eyed Lion King swore.

"Fine then," the woman answered before stepping back from the Awakened Being.

This time, Rigaldo was more careful. He circled his opponent more cautiously before pouncing on her once more only to find himself breathless, as he was sent flying through the air into the treetops.

The Silver-Eyed Lion King came back again, rushing swiftly at his fast opponent, hoping to catch her offguard. He had no better luck than before as she simply evaded his attack before tossing him like a stone into the surrounding forests.

'Incredible! She is holding off Rigaldo easily without even using the slightest amount of youki! She's more skilled and powerful than I imagined! I daresay she's as strong as Priscilla. I'll have to be careful with this one,' Isley pondered inwardly as he still remembered the thrashing that he got from Priscilla, the first time that he met the former Number Two Claymore over his 'turf'.

There was a terrible roar from the forests that sent the animals scurrying for safety. Rigaldo was finally PISSED OFF. He was being humiliated by a virtual unknown who did not seem to be having any problems fending him off unarmed, without the use of youki. He came in charging at the woman, his lion-headed form towering over her by six feet at the very least. He would crush her for taking him so lightly. Much to his disbelief and rage, the woman seemed to be not taking his charge any differently from before. His youki aura rose even further, cementing his rage. The woman would end up ...

There was a terrific crash and Rigaldo found himself flying through the air once more. He quickly compensated for the throw and managed to land on his two feet this time around. He was about to attack again when he heard Isley's command.

"That's enough! She's beaten you, Rigaldo!" Isley stated.

"Take a look at yourself Rigaldo. How many cuts do you see on your body?"

It was then the Silver-Eyed Lion King discovered he was covered in purple blood woth shallow cuts all over. his body.

"Twenty?" he threw in a guess.

"Wrong. She cut you a total of fifty times, Rigaldo. She could have killed you fifty times over, old friend," Isley corrected.

Rigaldo turned his eyes to study the woman from his position. He could see pointed sharp spikes covered in blood-red and pitch-black hues at the base extending out from one of the woman's fist to give the impression of a large claw in one hand. Liquid that he correctly guessed to be his blood dripped down to the ground in small drops. The pointed spikes retracted and the woman's hand rippled into the usual familiar form of her hand. She studied him coolly with a detached expression like before.

The Silver-Eyed Lion King powered down and returned to his base human form. He stepped forward and headed for the pair.

"Your skills are unsurpassed. I was beaten soundly and you deserved your victory," the Silver-Eyed Lion King admitted humbly.

The woman smiled upon hearing the reply.

"Thank you," she answered.

The Abyssal seemed pleased with the exchange and said, "Ahh .. yes. Come let us go now. A new day awaits us."

The three Awakened Beings strolled casually up the mountain towards what appeared to be a large cave. They had barely stepped through the entrance of the cave to meet them when the figure of a small child dashed towards the three travellers.

"Did you bring me something new to play with?" She called out.

"It gets so boring sometimes-" her voice coming to a stop.

"Who is this lady, Isley? Is she your new wife?" the girl asked, her eyes wide with curiousity as che caught sight of the woman stepping in from behind the two Awakened Beings.

The woman for her part seemed as baffled by the girl as she was with her.

"I would like you to meet the last member of our little group, Athena. Her name is Priscilla," the Abyssal chuckled in a friendly tone.

In a cavern to the West, a certain Awakened Being was talking in a sing-song tone of voice while an even larger Awakened Being grovelled pathetically before it.

"Isley is already gathering his troops. He must be planning to move against us soon. We need more soldiers Daugh," the small child-like Awakened Being sang.

"Just tell me what to do ..." the grovelling Awakened Being answered.

"Easy! We build an army of our own, Daugh!" came the child-like Awakened Being's reply in a sing-song tone of voice.

"But where do we get more soldiers? Almost all the Awakened Beings have already join Isley ..." the large Awakened Being pointed out.

"You're really dumb, you know that, Daugh? Where do Awakened Beings come from?" the girl-child Awakened Being in front of him commented.

"Former Claymores like us?" Daugh answered after thinking for awhile.

"Correct! Now all we have to do to get more soldiers is to get more Claymores to Awaken. Don't tell me you have forgotten all that," Riful chided the larger Awakened Being before her.

"Of course. Mistress is very smart. Daugh already forgot!" the larger Awakened Being continued to grovel pathetically before the smaller Awakened Being.

The Abyssal of the West let out a soft sigh. Had Daugh's brain functions degenerated to that level of senility, already? Sometimes she wondered if the reason her servant was so dumb was because he was dropped too many times to the ground on the head as a baby.

"Now go and bring some Claymores back alive to this cave, Daugh. Remember I want them A-L-I-V-E, got it?" the Abyssal of the West commanded her sole minion with an emphasis on the word 'ALIVE'.

She had to make it clear otherwise Daugh would probably in most likelyhood screw up her instructions in his zeal to carry out her orders.

"As you command Riful-sama," Daugh made a quick bow before leaving the cave in a hurry.

Back at the cave ... Isley watched the scene with some trepidation. He was not sure if Priscilla would take a liking to the woman but he hoped that she would at least tolerate his new ally ...

The girl stepped forward to meet the blonde woman that seemed to tower over her. Upon reaching the woman, she took a deep breath, smelling the woman deeply.

"You smell nice ... " the girl commented before wrapping her arms around the woman's thighs to take a deeper breath. "Like the South ..." she added.

The woman for her part was taken aback by the girl's behaviour. Instincts from the many memories that she had taken took over, however, and she wrapped her arms around the girl in return, lifting her up into the air as she did so and giving her a warm hug.

"She likes you," the Abyssal smiled upon seeing the exchange. "I need more time to gather more troops. Would you like to stay here with us for the time being? Priscilla could use the company."

Not having anything else to do, Athena agreed. The child seemed to be such a sweet little girl with her innocent and carefree attitude. Athena knew better, however, for her senses told her that this seemingly innocent child before her was a powerful Awakened Being, one that was easily stronger than Isley himself.

"You remind me of my Mummy. Will you be my Mummy?" the girl called Priscilla asked with puppy-dog eyes.

Not having the heart to refuse her, Athena simply nodded her head. The girl cried out in joy and threw her arms around Athena's neck, burying her face right beside hers.

Tears streaming down her face in pure happiness, the girl-child Awakened Being cried, "I have a Mummy now! I have a Mummy now!"

TBC

I do admit I need help with writing this fic. For some reason ... I can't seem to write as much as I used to. Probably part of the reason as to why I haven't updated Gamemaster, Timeline, Countdown, Photocopy, Photogrey and Chrysalis in a long time. My mind can't seem to concentrate on anything for long periods these days.