Sailor Moon Fan Fiction / Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction / Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Silent Warrior: Resurrection ❯ Self Promotion; Styve's Many Talents ( Chapter 8 )

“In everyone's soul, there's a song that wants to be sung that supports us emotionally when we're having a hard time. Anyone who tramples on that unique song will be punished on behalf of Avalon!”

Silent Warrior: Resurrection

Episode 54

Damon and Tyrone are at the Masaki shrine in dojo outfits selling charms.

“The Masaki Shrine's amulets are the perfect cure for broken hearts,” Damon is advertising to a group of ladies. “No matter how many times my heart was crushed, I found a new girl every time.”

“If you have our amulets, you won't need to worry about breaking up,” Grandma says coldly.

“It's amazing how many girls come to buy these charms, and they all complain about having broken hearts.”

“Well for all the girls with broken hearts, I'm here to take care of their special needs,” Tyrone states as he hands out some amulets along with his phone number.

“There will be none of that here,” Grandma says, appearing behind them. “You guys do bring good business though.”

“Being a monk in training isn't an easy job.”

“Well thank you both for all the hard work.”

“What are you guys doing here?” TJ asks, coming up the stairs.

“Styve's grandma asked us to help out around the place since Styve's at school practicing for the festival,” Damon replies.

“Stevyn is the head of the culture festival,” Grandma says. “Why don't you work here too, TJ? I could always use another person giving lessons or selling charms.”

“That's ok Mrs. Carmona,” TJ replies. “The outfits are hot, but I couldn't memorize sutras or anything like that.”

“This is a shrine, we don't chant any sutras!”

At school, Styve is ordering people around, making sure that things get done on time for the festival.

“What's with you people; can't you get things done right?” Styve yells. “What's this equipment doing here? Hurry up and move it somewhere else! Ai Dios miyo!”

“Wow that Styve is so cool,” one girl comments.

“Yeah, so in control; he's so perfect,” another one adds. “Without him, the culture fair could never be a success.

“You two, why don't you get moving, instead of moving your mouths!” Styve barks.

Self Promotion; Styve's Many Talents

“I swear, gatos would be more helpful than these people,” Styve mumbles.

“Hey man, I got two cats for you,” TJ squeals, flinging Prometheus and Athena around by the paws as he and the other guys come up to the front of the auditorium.

“What are you going on about?” Styve bellows.

“You said a gatos would be more useful, right? And that's Spanish for cat, so I brought you two cat-like creatures.”

“Is that the only reason you're here?”

“Nah man,” TJ answers, flinging the cats in the air. “Damon thought you might be hungry, so he packed a snack.”

“Oh word, thanks guys.”

“Hey, can we watch a little bit?” TJ asks, sitting down before Styve can answer.

“Sure, I'm having rehearsal right now.”

Styve goes out on the stage and begins singing a song, when he gets mad at the lighting.

“What's going on people?” he yells. “I asked for cabaret lighting!”

“What's cabaret?” someone asks from the sound booth.

“Forget it; I'll be up to do it myself.”

“That song was good,” TJ comments. “Who is it?”

“Thanks, I wrote it myself,” Styve boasts. “I also wrote the program, the script for the short skit, the modeling portion, and hired the models.”

“Aren't we full of ourselves?” Prometheus comments to Athena.

“Is it bad that I did all the work myself?”

“It just seems like you're using this festival to promote your song,” Tyrese says.

“Of course I am! If not for promoting, why else would I be chairman of the festival board? I need to be getting something out of it. As a senior, I need to do everything I can to get discovered by scouts.”

“Well, it's nice to see he's still the same old Stevyn,” Athena laughs.

“There's a festival to be held at this school,” Carissa mentions to Chris up in a tree. “This'll be a perfect opportunity for us to steal some good energy.”

“On the day of the festival, this place will be filled with youthful energy,” Chris licks his lips.

“We can't miss this opportunity.”

“The Phantom Forest will be overjoyed.

* * *

“We'll all be in the audience watching you tomorrow night,” Tyrese says at Styve's house that night.

“Yeah, we'll take the night off from being apprentices,” Damon says. “Nicole is going to watch things here so Grandma can come too.”

“It's cool how you wrote all the songs,” Tyrone comments. “I'm sure Reese is worried over there.”

“Wasn't it hard?” Tyrese asks, ignoring Tyrone's comment.

“Not at all,” Styve responds. “For someone with my talent, it's very easy to do.”

Styve then thinks back to the countless nights he stayed up writing lyrics, composing music, and finding the right beats for the songs.

“But you're a soldier,” Athena speaks up. “Is it ok for you to be spending so much time on something like this?”

“It's ok once in a while,” Prometheus answers.

* * *

The next day, the festival has begun, and Grandma is overly excited that there are so many fine young men without dates.

“Excuse me young brothas,” she says, walking up to two of Styve's classmates. “You both are so fine; I would love for you to work at my shrine.”

“We're sorry ma'am, but we're not allowed to work part time jobs.”

They walk off, and Grandma says that even she can't compete with men like them.

“Where's all the soul food?” TJ complains with the others in another part of the festival.

Prometheus and Athena are also there in their demi god forms, but with normal clothes.

“What kind of culture festival doesn't have soul food?” TJ continues to whine.

“Calm down,” Prometheus says.

“Funny how you and Athena never change into your human forms to fight, but for these types of events you guys can. Where did Reese get off to?”

“He's watching some type of research presentation,” Damon answers.

They then find some events to get into, including a cooking contest for Damon, a football toss for Tyrone, and a sprint race for TJ.

“We'll be able to steal so much energy,” Chris says.

“This will be simply divine,” Carissa adds. “It's overflowing!”

“Hold it right there you two,” a voice says.

“Gasp, Chris…” Carissa starts to whine.

“Who are you guys?” Chris asks some girls.

Instead of answering, the girls begin to take measurements of the two.

“Will someone please tell me what's going on?” Carissa finally asks.

“Oh, how rude of us,” a girl replies while in Chris' crotch. “We've been looking for models and you two seem like the perfect pair. You two are going to be in our fashion show tonight. We're modeling aliens.”

The two look at each other and wonder if these girls know their secret.

“I didn't think they'd figure us out so soon,” Carissa whispers to Chris.

“She might not be an ordinary girl,” Chris responds.

* * *

“Attention everyone: the king of our school, Stevyn Carmona, is about to begin his concert which will conclude the festival,” the P.A. announces that evening.

“I didn't realize Styve was so popular,” Damon comments.

“Everyone depended on him to get this show up and running,” Tyrese tells him.

“Stevyn must be pretty responsible to have a title like that,” Athena comments.

“I agree,” Prometheus says. “I wish someone would learn a thing or two from him.”

“I'll knock you upside the head,” TJ says, smacking Prometheus upside the head.

“Don't threaten to do it after you've already done it!”

“Come on, let's go before there's no more seats,” Tyrone suggests.

“Ok, are you guys ready?” the girl from earlier is asking Chris and Carissa.

“What is this stuff?” Carissa asks, judging the outfit they put her in.

“Our theme is aliens from outer space. You guys are the opening act for King Carmona.”

TJ's group is sitting near the front row when the show begins.

“Hey, isn't that Chris and his sister Carissa?” Damon asks.

“It sure looks like them,” Tyrese replies. “They go to our school, in case you were wondering, Ty.”

“You can just feel the energy emanating from this place,” Chris smiles.

“There's no other place with such an abundance of energy!” Carissa laughs.

The show ends, and Styve walks up to the stage in a red and black suit, getting ready to perform his numbers.

“I'm so happy for him I'm getting stage fright,” TJ comments.

“That's impossible, you're not even on stage,” Tyrese corrects.

Up on the roof, Rockna and Mondo appear.

“Ok Mondo, pick the Cardian and I'll set it loose on this crowd,” Rockna says.

He picks Siren, a squid type card. Inside, Styve feels the dark presence of the Cardian. It then appears inside the auditorium, and starts sprinkling dust on everyone.

“What's going on here?” Styve yells.

“Everyone sleep,” Siren says.

“Don't let that gold dust touch you,” Prometheus yells.

The guys all get under the chairs, while everyone else gets hit by the sparkles.

“Let's make our exit by the Phantom Forest, shall we?” Mondo says, taking Rockna's hand and teleporting out.

“You're ruining my show,” Styve yells at the monster.

It just looks at him, and then swings its hair at him, wrapping him in a long pony tail.

“Avalon, Dark Crystal, Power!”

“Dark Ice Power!”

“Dark Lightning Power!”

“Dark Power!”

The guys transform while Styve's energy is getting depleted by the monster.

“Dark Mist Paralyze!”

“Dark Lightning Bolt Strike!”

The combined attack frees Styve from the enemy's grasp, and he falls to the floor.

“Ring of Hope, with its soul burning bright. Relinquish this sword, its power, its might!”

Silent Warrior calls his sword and prepares to attack. Before he can, the monster wraps its hair around Dark Sabre and Dark Knight.

“Styve, are you alright?” Dark Warrior asks, running to him with Silent Warrior.

The Cardian captures them too and begins to suck their energy. Styve struggles to get up and garbs his transformation necklace.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Athena asks.

“Dark Fire Power! I am Dark Blade! How dare you zap my friends, squid face. You're going to pay. Ruining my concert and stealing my devoted fans' energy; in the name of the dark fires, I will incinerate you. Dark Fires Engulf!”

His fire attack frees the others, but has no effect on the monster itself. It then shoots water out of its mouth, and Dark Blade barely dodges it.

“My dark fire didn't work; what's going on here?” Dark Blade wonders.

“You have to finish it,” Silent Warrior says. “We don't have the strength to.”

Siren begins to launch at Dark Blade when a flash of light stops her.

“In the vast corner of the universe, there is a planet which plays a lovely melody. That planet is the planet earth, and that melody is that of a young man trying to make his dreams come true. As the White Manta, I won't let anyone disturb this harmony. Let music, and romance live on forever.”

The monster jumps at her, and she uses an Arrow of Light against her. The monster dodges it and hits Styve's music, destroying all the papers he had worked hard on.

“I worked so hard on that music,” he thinks. “Endless nights, countless days…and now this monster has gone and destroyed what I worked for. I must do something.”

Siren gets up from its fall, and spots Dark Blade.

“You'll pay for destroying my hard work you slimy old toad!” he yells. “Demon Rightus!”

Dark Blade holds out his hand above his head, and an enchanted circle appears around his feet. A circle of fire then appears above his hand, and begins to spread down his body. As it does so, his appearance changes from human, to demonic. When the fire reaches the circle on the ground, an explosion occurs. When that fades, a very tall, bull looking demon with horns, a nose ring, cow tail, and dressed in gold and silver armor is in its place. Through his anger and frustration, Dark Blade summons forth his enchanted circle and transforms into his alter-ego, Tauro Demos.

“I call upon the power of the flame. Help me to take down Master Carmona's nightmare. Rin, Pyo, Tou, Sha, Kai, Jin, Retsu, Zai, Zen! Akuryo Taisan!!”

Using his own version of the fire chant, Tauro Demos creates a rift in the air, outlined by some sort of visible demonic writing.

“Ye lord, mask of blood and flesh; all creation; flutter of wings; ye who bears the name of man. Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges: march on to the south! Way of destruction number 34: Shot of Red Fire: Shakkahou! Dark Fiery Dragon Torch!”

Calling a power deep within him, Tauro Demos shoots a massive fire ball at the rift, and when the two merge a fire dragon is formed. The dragon then engulfs the Cardian, sizzling it to a crisp. The others then get their energy back.

“Tauro Demos has awakened the sleeping power of Dark Blade!” Athena exclaims.

“Excellent job, Brother Soldiers,” White Manta says. “Let us not forget to keep the light of the world shining bright.”

* * *

After the battle, the festival continues, and Styve performs his songs. Afterwards, the guys are all settled around a fire outside.

“You were awesome out there tonight, on stage and on the battle field,” TJ says to Styve.

“Thanks,” he replies.

“I never knew you worked so hard outside of school. It's really amazing.”

“Yeah, I am somewhat of a hard worker. You know, it wouldn't hurt you to try it either.”

“And what's that supposed to mean?”

“It means you're a lazy, donut eating, girl following, want to be player, school slacking, idiot sometimes.”

“You know what: I take back everything I just said about you.”

“Fine, Tiny Tim.

“Ugh, you are the devil you pyro!”