Sorcerer Hunters Fan Fiction ❯ Starting Over ❯ Chapter 13
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By: Lemony Chocolate 
Anime/Manga: Sorcerer Hunters Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Angst / Psychological / Romance / Sci-fi | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.04.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 444 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Sorcerer Hunters Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Angst / Psychological / Romance / Sci-fi | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.04.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 444 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 13
Everyone turned puzzled looks on him.
Tira said slowly, "You say that you don't have multiple personalities, but you're not alone in your head." Her voice rose inquiringly before she shook it in disbelief.
"That's right," a voice growled out. They realized in shock that it came from Carrot!
"We have been within the cub, protecting him for nine years. We have been his support system when things got bad with the creature that is his father," a voice hissed out from Carrot's mouth as he paced around the room. Even the way he stood and walked was vastly different from the Carrot they knew and loved.
Syrus shook his head in despair. Even now Carrot was lying to himself. He opened his mouth to say something when he noticed Carrot looking at him in silent amusement.
Abruptly a voice cried out, "Look out, Carrot he's esc-" Then they all saw Carrot stagger slightly before straightening up. A shiver passed through them as they felt the room grow darker and colder. Chocolate breathed out, thinking she could see her cloudy breath as she exhaled.
Slowly Carrot paced around the room in silence, looking around and touching things. As he passed Gateau's seat, his left hand flickered out and grabbed the knife Gateau was slicing the apple with.
"And who are you?" Marron said breaking the cold silence in the room. He froze as the cold eyes locked on to his.
"Ah the pretty-pretty that the boy is so determined to protect." Coldness dripped from his lips as Carrot paced forward to Marron who slowly backed away from the predatory glint in his niis....no this was NOT his niisan. His niisan loved him, he was sure of that. This creature, whoever it was, didn't give a damn about him. He saw the knife glinting in the steady hand. Without warning the stranger in his niisan's body was upon him, hand locked about his throat.
"Drop the knife boy," said the cold voice, his eyes staring into Marron's. The hand about his throat tightened. Marron's eyes widened as the hand flashed up and pressed the deadly tip against Carrot's own neck! The others were still, knowing that the wrong move would result in Marron's death by his brother.
"Drop the knife boy, or I'll snap your pretty-pretty's neck like a twig. Drop it, I say!" Carrot's voice roared in the room, making the others jump in fear. Marron, looking into Carrot's eyes, knew that whoever the creature was, it wasn't talking to him.
"Do you think, Carrot, that, even if you managed to cut your throat, I still wouldn't kill your pretty-pretty? Even in your death throes, I will kill him. Now drop the knife and he will live. I give you my word," continued the cold voice as everyone began shaking with fear.
"Good," the voice purred as the knife dropped to the floor. "I would not have killed your little pretty-pretty." A look of cold amusement crossed his face.
He staggered abruptly. "Stay the fuck away from my brother, Hakaishin," Carrot growled out. His eyes were blind as he fought his internal struggle. A different expression crossed Carrot's face.
"Gods above, they're fighting," a voice cried out. They exchanged wary glances, realizing that this was another speaking.
"Ooooo, now that's gotta hurt! Hit him again, Carrot," the voice said eagerly. The boy's body jumped up and down and punched the air before as stern expression crossed his face.
"Silence boy. You should know better than to distract Carrot during this fight." An abashed look flickered over Carrot's face as he settled down.
"Yes sir."
Marron glanced at the others to find their eyes wide in amazement.
"What's happening and who are you?" he asked since no one else was going to say anything.
"Oh, sorry, you can call me Monkey, and Carrot and Hakaishin are fighting," said Monkey grinning at them before wincing at something only he could see.
"What is happening?" Marron said urgently.
"Your brother has some moves on him," Monkey said admiringly. "Uh oh, Hakaishin just pulled a sword on Carrot. Oh but Carrot pulled out a sword too." He gave such an accurate play-by-play of the fight that it felt like they were actually watching Carrot and not hearing it secondhand.
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Carrot dodged the sword thrust by spinning out of the way. He blocked a savage down stroke and punched Hakaishin in the face before pulling away and aiming a cutting slash, which Hakaishin blocked. They drew back and paused. Warily they eyed one another. Jumping forward at the same time, in a flurry of strikes and counter-strikes, they re-engaged in battle.
Faster they spun and twisted, each dodging and blocking the increasingly savage blows of the other. Carrot received a cut across the cheek when he failed to move quickly enough; Hakaishin, in turn, gained a deep slash across his upper arm when he failed to block quickly enough. Aiming a particularly strong stroke at Carrot, he was astonished when Carrot blocked him.
Carrot followed through with a sucker punch to Hakaishin's stomach, making him drop his sword. Before he could recover the boy backhanded him across the face and sent him sprawling across the floor.
"Carrot just bitch slapped Hakaishin across the face and he is down! No, my mistake, he's getting back up!" Monkey reported, miming the fight. The others listened breathlessly.
Hakaishin took a ragged breath before rolling over and getting to his feet. He smirked as black ebony wings sprouted from his back and long, black claws extended from his fingers.
His smirk faded as white wings unfolded from Carrot's back along with black talons on his hands and feet.
"Wings?! Where did Carrot get wings and the talons?" Monkey asked, turning to Snake in puzzlement.
"Stupid boy, of course he has wings. Carrot can draw upon the abilities of us all," Snake hissed irritably.
"You may call me Snake by the way," he informed the rapt listeners before he faded away, also avidly watching the fight.
With a wild shriek of fury, Hakaishin sprang at Carrot in hopes of bowling him over in the wild rush. But Carrot was ready for him. He sprang into the air as tactical information was fed to him and neatly avoided Hakaishin attack.
Hakaishin jumped into the air and an amazing aerial duel began. Feathers floated to the ground in their desperate battle for supremacy. Finally, Carrot saw the opening he had been waiting for and seize it. Hakaishin screamed in pain as he plummeted to the ground. Slamming into the ground hard, he lay still as the others looked at him. His right wing was broken. His blood flowed sluggishly from a huge gouge in his side. His cruel lips parted upon each ragged breath.
"And he's down and it doesn't look good for him," Monkey reported and they all cheered between sighs of relief. Monkey had had them on pins and needles throughout the entire battle.
Carrot folded his wings and dived down like a hawk, spreading his wings just in time to touch down lightly. Stooping quickly, he seized his sword and stalked over to the fallen Hakaishin. His wings mantled in menace and a look of deadly cold upon his face, he gazed down at Hakaishin, who began to laugh.
"Oh uh, Hakaishin is laughing. He's got something up his sleeve, figuratively I mean," Monkey said in an aside.
Carrot stared down at the laughing Hakaishin. His eyes turned hard and cold.
"You laugh at your death," Carrot hissed.
"I laugh because I know you can't kill me," Hakaishin said, sure he had the upper hand. He had been planting his seeds of doubt for nine years, and he knew that they were about to flower.
"Killing me would be killing yourself," he said a smirk on his face. "It looks like we have what you Americans call a 'Mexican standoff.'"
The others exchanged glances upon hearing Carrot talk now.
"Don't you mean, what you humans call a 'Mexican standoff'?" Carrot demanded coldly as gazed down at Hakaishin, who lay frozen on the floor. "Or did you think me the stupid fool that my father thought I was? I figured out what you were doing by the second day after you had entered me. I knew that I didn't have multiple personalities. Considering that I didn't have them for ten years, it made no sense for me to develop it then." Carrot gave Hakaishin a smirk of his own.
They all started as Carrot began to scream. The boy dropped to his knees and held his head.
"Get out, get out, get out!" Marron ran forward to help his brother, but stopped upon seeing the savage look Carrot gave him.
"Stay back," Carrot managed to snarl out before his body jerked and arched backwards. A pained howl opened wide his mouth.
They all drew back in surprised horror as mist poured from Carrot's stretched mouth. The vapor shot up towards the ceiling before pouring down and separating into five columns: Dark Grey, White, Gold, Orange and Red. Carrot, bowed forward, coughed and gasped convulsively.
The columns slowly began shifting, changing subtly, until the rest of the witnesses to this strange event could almost see a face in each the column. Marron made his way over to his niisan. Carefully he kept an eye on the five columns as they continued to seethe gently. They began changing, forming into almost humanlike proportions, when everyone else made their way to Carrot. Suddenly, within the Dark Grey column, black eyes opened, followed in succession by the others. White opened gold eyes, Gold opened blue eyes, Orange opened pink eyes and Red opened cobalt Blue eyes.
Slowly Carrot got his breathing under control and rested in Marron's arms for a few minutes. The five columns stood calmly before him. Pushing gently at Marron's arms, he stood up with Marron's help. Feeling the others, Tira, Chocolate and Gateau, standing to the side of them, he motioned them to get back. With silent shakes of their heads, they refused, their eyes locked on the shifting columns in front of them. They were determined to protect him. He rolled his eyes and huffed angrily.
"Get back," he whispered furiously at them. They had no idea the danger they were in. Again, silent shakes of their heads. Growing angrier, he put his hands against Marron's chest and shoved. "Get BACK!" he screamed. Their eyes turned to him in shock.
"They can't hurt me, but they can sure as hell can hurt you guys. Now-GET BACK!"
He roared. Again, he shoved at Marron. His heart ached at the hurt look in Marron's eyes, but he was determined to protect them all, no matter what. Shoving and yelling, he forced them all back, three feet…five feet…finally six feet away. His heart was breaking at the wounded looks on their faces. He hardened his resolve, satisfied that they were, at last, at a safe distance.
Everyone turned puzzled looks on him.
Tira said slowly, "You say that you don't have multiple personalities, but you're not alone in your head." Her voice rose inquiringly before she shook it in disbelief.
"That's right," a voice growled out. They realized in shock that it came from Carrot!
"We have been within the cub, protecting him for nine years. We have been his support system when things got bad with the creature that is his father," a voice hissed out from Carrot's mouth as he paced around the room. Even the way he stood and walked was vastly different from the Carrot they knew and loved.
Syrus shook his head in despair. Even now Carrot was lying to himself. He opened his mouth to say something when he noticed Carrot looking at him in silent amusement.
Abruptly a voice cried out, "Look out, Carrot he's esc-" Then they all saw Carrot stagger slightly before straightening up. A shiver passed through them as they felt the room grow darker and colder. Chocolate breathed out, thinking she could see her cloudy breath as she exhaled.
Slowly Carrot paced around the room in silence, looking around and touching things. As he passed Gateau's seat, his left hand flickered out and grabbed the knife Gateau was slicing the apple with.
"And who are you?" Marron said breaking the cold silence in the room. He froze as the cold eyes locked on to his.
"Ah the pretty-pretty that the boy is so determined to protect." Coldness dripped from his lips as Carrot paced forward to Marron who slowly backed away from the predatory glint in his niis....no this was NOT his niisan. His niisan loved him, he was sure of that. This creature, whoever it was, didn't give a damn about him. He saw the knife glinting in the steady hand. Without warning the stranger in his niisan's body was upon him, hand locked about his throat.
"Drop the knife boy," said the cold voice, his eyes staring into Marron's. The hand about his throat tightened. Marron's eyes widened as the hand flashed up and pressed the deadly tip against Carrot's own neck! The others were still, knowing that the wrong move would result in Marron's death by his brother.
"Drop the knife boy, or I'll snap your pretty-pretty's neck like a twig. Drop it, I say!" Carrot's voice roared in the room, making the others jump in fear. Marron, looking into Carrot's eyes, knew that whoever the creature was, it wasn't talking to him.
"Do you think, Carrot, that, even if you managed to cut your throat, I still wouldn't kill your pretty-pretty? Even in your death throes, I will kill him. Now drop the knife and he will live. I give you my word," continued the cold voice as everyone began shaking with fear.
"Good," the voice purred as the knife dropped to the floor. "I would not have killed your little pretty-pretty." A look of cold amusement crossed his face.
He staggered abruptly. "Stay the fuck away from my brother, Hakaishin," Carrot growled out. His eyes were blind as he fought his internal struggle. A different expression crossed Carrot's face.
"Gods above, they're fighting," a voice cried out. They exchanged wary glances, realizing that this was another speaking.
"Ooooo, now that's gotta hurt! Hit him again, Carrot," the voice said eagerly. The boy's body jumped up and down and punched the air before as stern expression crossed his face.
"Silence boy. You should know better than to distract Carrot during this fight." An abashed look flickered over Carrot's face as he settled down.
"Yes sir."
Marron glanced at the others to find their eyes wide in amazement.
"What's happening and who are you?" he asked since no one else was going to say anything.
"Oh, sorry, you can call me Monkey, and Carrot and Hakaishin are fighting," said Monkey grinning at them before wincing at something only he could see.
"What is happening?" Marron said urgently.
"Your brother has some moves on him," Monkey said admiringly. "Uh oh, Hakaishin just pulled a sword on Carrot. Oh but Carrot pulled out a sword too." He gave such an accurate play-by-play of the fight that it felt like they were actually watching Carrot and not hearing it secondhand.
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Carrot dodged the sword thrust by spinning out of the way. He blocked a savage down stroke and punched Hakaishin in the face before pulling away and aiming a cutting slash, which Hakaishin blocked. They drew back and paused. Warily they eyed one another. Jumping forward at the same time, in a flurry of strikes and counter-strikes, they re-engaged in battle.
Faster they spun and twisted, each dodging and blocking the increasingly savage blows of the other. Carrot received a cut across the cheek when he failed to move quickly enough; Hakaishin, in turn, gained a deep slash across his upper arm when he failed to block quickly enough. Aiming a particularly strong stroke at Carrot, he was astonished when Carrot blocked him.
Carrot followed through with a sucker punch to Hakaishin's stomach, making him drop his sword. Before he could recover the boy backhanded him across the face and sent him sprawling across the floor.
"Carrot just bitch slapped Hakaishin across the face and he is down! No, my mistake, he's getting back up!" Monkey reported, miming the fight. The others listened breathlessly.
Hakaishin took a ragged breath before rolling over and getting to his feet. He smirked as black ebony wings sprouted from his back and long, black claws extended from his fingers.
His smirk faded as white wings unfolded from Carrot's back along with black talons on his hands and feet.
"Wings?! Where did Carrot get wings and the talons?" Monkey asked, turning to Snake in puzzlement.
"Stupid boy, of course he has wings. Carrot can draw upon the abilities of us all," Snake hissed irritably.
"You may call me Snake by the way," he informed the rapt listeners before he faded away, also avidly watching the fight.
With a wild shriek of fury, Hakaishin sprang at Carrot in hopes of bowling him over in the wild rush. But Carrot was ready for him. He sprang into the air as tactical information was fed to him and neatly avoided Hakaishin attack.
Hakaishin jumped into the air and an amazing aerial duel began. Feathers floated to the ground in their desperate battle for supremacy. Finally, Carrot saw the opening he had been waiting for and seize it. Hakaishin screamed in pain as he plummeted to the ground. Slamming into the ground hard, he lay still as the others looked at him. His right wing was broken. His blood flowed sluggishly from a huge gouge in his side. His cruel lips parted upon each ragged breath.
"And he's down and it doesn't look good for him," Monkey reported and they all cheered between sighs of relief. Monkey had had them on pins and needles throughout the entire battle.
Carrot folded his wings and dived down like a hawk, spreading his wings just in time to touch down lightly. Stooping quickly, he seized his sword and stalked over to the fallen Hakaishin. His wings mantled in menace and a look of deadly cold upon his face, he gazed down at Hakaishin, who began to laugh.
"Oh uh, Hakaishin is laughing. He's got something up his sleeve, figuratively I mean," Monkey said in an aside.
Carrot stared down at the laughing Hakaishin. His eyes turned hard and cold.
"You laugh at your death," Carrot hissed.
"I laugh because I know you can't kill me," Hakaishin said, sure he had the upper hand. He had been planting his seeds of doubt for nine years, and he knew that they were about to flower.
"Killing me would be killing yourself," he said a smirk on his face. "It looks like we have what you Americans call a 'Mexican standoff.'"
The others exchanged glances upon hearing Carrot talk now.
"Don't you mean, what you humans call a 'Mexican standoff'?" Carrot demanded coldly as gazed down at Hakaishin, who lay frozen on the floor. "Or did you think me the stupid fool that my father thought I was? I figured out what you were doing by the second day after you had entered me. I knew that I didn't have multiple personalities. Considering that I didn't have them for ten years, it made no sense for me to develop it then." Carrot gave Hakaishin a smirk of his own.
They all started as Carrot began to scream. The boy dropped to his knees and held his head.
"Get out, get out, get out!" Marron ran forward to help his brother, but stopped upon seeing the savage look Carrot gave him.
"Stay back," Carrot managed to snarl out before his body jerked and arched backwards. A pained howl opened wide his mouth.
They all drew back in surprised horror as mist poured from Carrot's stretched mouth. The vapor shot up towards the ceiling before pouring down and separating into five columns: Dark Grey, White, Gold, Orange and Red. Carrot, bowed forward, coughed and gasped convulsively.
The columns slowly began shifting, changing subtly, until the rest of the witnesses to this strange event could almost see a face in each the column. Marron made his way over to his niisan. Carefully he kept an eye on the five columns as they continued to seethe gently. They began changing, forming into almost humanlike proportions, when everyone else made their way to Carrot. Suddenly, within the Dark Grey column, black eyes opened, followed in succession by the others. White opened gold eyes, Gold opened blue eyes, Orange opened pink eyes and Red opened cobalt Blue eyes.
Slowly Carrot got his breathing under control and rested in Marron's arms for a few minutes. The five columns stood calmly before him. Pushing gently at Marron's arms, he stood up with Marron's help. Feeling the others, Tira, Chocolate and Gateau, standing to the side of them, he motioned them to get back. With silent shakes of their heads, they refused, their eyes locked on the shifting columns in front of them. They were determined to protect him. He rolled his eyes and huffed angrily.
"Get back," he whispered furiously at them. They had no idea the danger they were in. Again, silent shakes of their heads. Growing angrier, he put his hands against Marron's chest and shoved. "Get BACK!" he screamed. Their eyes turned to him in shock.
"They can't hurt me, but they can sure as hell can hurt you guys. Now-GET BACK!"
He roared. Again, he shoved at Marron. His heart ached at the hurt look in Marron's eyes, but he was determined to protect them all, no matter what. Shoving and yelling, he forced them all back, three feet…five feet…finally six feet away. His heart was breaking at the wounded looks on their faces. He hardened his resolve, satisfied that they were, at last, at a safe distance.