Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Red Shaman ❯ Annihilation ( Chapter 79 )

 

 

When Blaze walked into the foyer at the Red Shaman compound, looking like death warmed over seemed to be an understatement. There were circles around her eyes so dark they looked like bruises. Added to it was the exhausted feel that none of the Red Shaman team had ever felt from her before.

 

“Gran?” Star began tentatively.

 

Blaze shook her head. “No. Nothing yet,” she said walking into the living room and sinking down onto the sofa. She and Tatsumi had spent one of the worst nights of their afterlives. They had slept in the guestroom by mutual consent. Neither could bear the thought of sleeping in the bed the three of them usually shared without Watari there. Sleep had been sporadic at best. Fortunately, Tatsumi didn't have to be at work for two more days and both of them sincerely hoped something would be resolved by then. Tatsumi's eyes had followed her around the house as she prepared for work, his expression tense and fearful.

 

“Chiro,” she had said, taking his face in her hands. “I would never willingly leave you.”

 

“I know, love,” he said looking down at her. Those beautiful blue eyes that she loved so much had been filled with both need and fear. “How the hell do we survive this?” he had asked, winding his arms around her and holding her tight against him.

 

Blaze was suddenly startled from her thoughts by the impact of being hugged by two teenagers. Omi on one side of her and Ghost on the other. Nagi was a bit more restrained and merely put one hand on her shoulder. Ghost rested her head in the curve of Blaze's neck and tried to keep herself from crying, to little avail.

 

“I take it the three of you have heard. Or at very least felt,” Blaze said humorlessly.

 

“Why, Blaze?!” Ghost wailed. “I don't understand. Why would he just leave you and Tatsumi like that?”

 

“Gods only know, baby.”

 

“But why?! He loves you both so much it hurts sometimes. I can feel it when he looks at either one of you. He's so proud of you it feels like he's going to burst with it.”

 

“Ghost, Omi,” Nagi said gently. “Come on. Leave her alone for a while. She needs to get to her meeting right now. This can wait.”

 

Blaze tilted her head back to look at him. She marveled at the depth of understanding he held at such a young age. She hugged Ghost and Omi then walked around the sofa to hug Nagi, who looked stunned for a moment.

 

“Thank you for the concern. I appreciate it,” Blaze said.

 

The three of them watched her walk to the war room in silence. When the door had closed behind Blaze, Ghost all but threw herself at Omi, who happened to be the closest. Nagi came around the couch to hug both of them a moment later.

 

“I don't understand how he could do this to them,” Ghost said, crying into Omi's shoulder.

 

“It just really registered to him how powerful they are. He feels like he isn't good enough for either of them,” Omi said patiently.

 

“How do you know that?” Ghost asked.

 

Omi smiled. “It's how I feel around the two of you most days. Though for Watari-san it has to be much worse considering the sheer enormity of it. Tatsumi-san is scary enough on his own. Add Blaze to that and . . . dear gods, I can't even begin to imagine.”

 

“I can kind of understand that. But it's different for you, you aren't married to the two of us,” Ghost said.

 

“Yet,” Nagi mumbled under his breath.

 

“What did you just say, Nagi?” Omi asked, looking at him suspiciously.

 

“Nothing. Just thinking out loud about something Crawford saw the other day.”

 

“I hope Blaze will be okay,” Ghost said. “She's hurting. I've never felt her hurt before.”

 

“I think this is probably a real first for her as well,” Nagi said.

 

“What's going on in the War Room and why weren't we invited?” Omi asked suddenly.

 

“That was a subtle change of topic,” Nagi said sarcastically.

 

“When you don't have any answers, distraction is a good thing,” Omi said.

 

“Possibly. To answer your question, the meeting is probably about us.”

 

 

Plans had been settled about who was going where. Farf had reluctantly agreed to stay at the property in Scotland only because Blaze promised that he could make a short trip to Ireland. When everything pertaining to the living members of the group had come to a final conclusion, they were shooed out of the room by an impatient Star. All eyes turned to Blaze as the last living members of the group left.

 

“Stop that, you three,” Blaze said. “Chiro and I will survive this somehow.”

 

“Goddess,” Skye said quietly. “Neither Oracle nor I have seen him leave permanently. It would have registered to one of us at very least.”

 

Blaze smiled a little. “It's some comfort.”

 

“So . . . who's up for a little distraction?” Sunny said.

 

Star and Skye laughed and Blaze smiled.

 

“To business then,” Blaze said. “Sunny, Star, I want you two to get into the heads of Kritker. For the most part, they're human with only one or two who have gifts.”

 

“So, we make them believe the members of Weiss never existed,” Star said.

 

“That is the general plan,” Blaze said. “Make sure any paper trail evidence is destroyed as well.”

 

“Gotcha.”

 

“Skye, you and I will take care of Rosenkruz and what's left of Esset. Are you recovered to full strength?”

 

“I believe so, Goddess,” Skye said. “What did you have in mind for them?”

 

Everything in Blaze seemed to go still and down to the bone cold.

 

“Annihilation.”

 

 

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