Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Troubled Times ❯ Schmerz, meet ! ( Chapter 18 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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On to the fanfiction. . .

Troubled Times.
Part eighteen.

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Mastermind leans against the wall. "Sure, take you time... not like it's everyday that something stirs up the techs like this." A slight yawn escapes the redhead's lips. Turning, he faces the young man picking the electronic lock on the doors. "Prodigy, besides... how hard is it to break in there and see those two things that we caught for them?"

"Considering the security the techs have on them... moderately difficult... wait... there."

The doors slide open with a muffled whooshing sound, revealing the interior room. In the center of the room two moderate sized observation cells can be seen. Within those glass rooms, mastermind and Prodigy can see the shinigami, which they had been sent out to retrieve for Esset, lightly sleeping on their cots.

"So those are what all the fuss is about?" the redhead comments walking into the room. "They look just like any other normal human... "

"Yeah... but the techs keep going on and on about them... was really annoying during my training period."

"Hmmph... how special can they be... they were caught, after all."

"But we used others as hostages... they let us catch them... the blue haired one was carrying a gun."

Stepping up to the glass, Mastermind takes a look at Watari. "This one was with my template... " he says with a slight frown.

"Really? What where they doing?" Prodigy peered into the other 'room'.

"They'd just finished fucking... "

The telekinetic turned to look at him. "Really? I wonder if my template does that with this one? He must have taken my template somewhere before coming back. The boy wasn't in the hallway when we left."

From within the cell, hazel eyes slowly open... and try to focus on the redhead on the other side of the glass. "Schu?" the blonde murmurs, still more asleep that awake.

"Schu? Is that what you call him?"

"You're not Schuldig..." Watari says as he gets up and walks to the glass. Pushing his hair out of his face, he tries to get a better view of the person there. "Who are you?"

"He is my template... I am called Mastermind."

"Ah." The shinigami's simple statement fogs up the glass momentarily. "You're called Mastermind, but do you have a name?"

"I am Mastermind."

"And to answer you previous question... yes I do have a tendency to call Schuldig 'Schu'."

"Why?"

The other young man wandered over to stare at the blond. "This is the one that was with your template?"

Watari looks over in Prodigy's direction, then turns his attention back to Mastermind. "Out of affection primarily." Pointing to Prodigy, "Yes, I was with Schu before someone blocked me from using my powers and gave me a killer migraine in the process. Kiddo, come closer... I can't see that far."

The telekinetic cocked his head, but came closer. "You can't see? But I'm right here..."

"I have problems seeing things that are far away."

Prodigy stood right in front of him. "Why?"

"Hereditary, my vision started deteriorating when I was younger, so I've had to use corrective lenses ever since to see clearly." Watari takes a better look at Prodigy, "I take it that your... template... was Naoe-kun. Right?"

"Hai."

"The two of you are clones... but the scientists here changed some of the sequencing."

They nodded. "The improved on our templates." Mastermind offered.

"Just means that you are a little different... that's all." Watari says with a smile.

Prodigy turned away snorting softly. "He was weak... I can see why they improved me."

Looking somewhat amused at the boy's reaction Watari crosses his arms across his chest. "He's still a growing boy... and all abilities tend to increase with age and practice."

"Then he doesn't practice enough. He just bounced off that wall."

"You caught him off guard." the blonde quips back.

The boy shrugged. "Who's fault was that?"

"It was the luck of the encounter... sheer strength won't always guarantee victory." Watari smiles as he leans up against the glass. "It always depends on the circumstances surrounding the encounter."

"They train us to be strong." The redhead commented.

"I'm certain that you are quite strong."

Mastermind nodded. "Yes. Oracle is the thinker."

"That must be very nice for him... Mind if I ask a silly question?" Turning, unfocused hazel eyes lock onto green.

"No."

"Do you know why we are being held here?" Suddenly Watari wishes that the person outside his cell wasn't so tall... that way he could look him straight in the eye.

The two clones looked at each other. "No..."

"Then not a clue either as to when, or if they will be releasing us... correct?"

"Release?" Prodigy snorted again from the other side of the room. Mastermind looked at Watari in surprise. "They never release... anyone..."

"Wonderful. You know that there is a total of 18 shinigami to deal with Japan... and unless it can be proven beyond a doubt that a shinigami has completely expired, they will not be taken from their block." Watari comments a little annoyed, sliding down so that he is seated next to the barrier.

"So... what do you do?"

"In simple words... If a person that was supposed to die doesn't, it is the job of the shinigami of that block to summon the person to the afterlife. We are also supposed to deal with cases that involve supernatural disturbances. There have been instances in which cases cross from one block to another... then both groups work together to solve it."

Prodigy was looking in at Nanjiro. "He does that too?"

Watari nods.

The telekinetic cocked his head. "His eyes don't match. Is he one of those gatekeepers?"

"He's the keeper of the gate of the dragon king, Sohryu."

"He's a child..."

Watari can't help but smile in amusement. "For someone that knows so much about shinigami, you obviously don't know everything."

Prodigy looked toward the door. "We've been here too long..."

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Arriving back at their living quarters, Oracle informs them that their actions were dangerous and extremely foolish... but that they will not be caught for their stupidity.

Mastermind flipped his hair back over a shoulder. "Aren't you the least bit curious?"

"About a creature that is scheduled for termination within a few days?"

"Termination?" Prodigy frowned.

"Termination. It appears that the techs aren't pleased with their findings, and want to do adopt a more invasive research method. They have already scheduled an investigative surgery for the older of the two, since he they believe him to be the more aggressive one."

"And the other one?"

"They will eventually terminate that one as well."

Quieter than normal, the telekinetic went off to his room. Mastermind shrugged. Their feelings didn't matter anyways.

Light glints off of Oracle's monocle. "Mastermind, sneak over and see them if you must. But keep in mind, in the end, both of those creatures will be destroyed."

"Ja..."

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The next day Watari and Nanjiro try to relieve their boredom by playing silly word games with each other. Going several rounds, every once in a while a pillow is tossed to break the monotony of their games. While still under close observation, Watari doesn't even realize it happened... but the scientists on the other side of the glass are left in shock as the blonde's eyes shift from their usual hazel color to light blue. . . with slitted pupils. The eerie blue eyes stay in place for several minutes before returning to hazel.

-Subject A is requested to explain the change of eye color.-

Watari pulls himself into an upright position. "What change of eye color?"

-The subject's eye color was noted to shift. Explain.-

"How can I explain something that I was not aware of."

Silence.

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Mastermind is somewhat annoyed when his trainers seem more interested in the fact that there was an unexpected but momentary change in one of the shinigami, and that the shinigami wouldn't comment on what had happened. Those shinigami were interesting... but they were interfering with their lives now. Something should be done about that...

At mealtime, he seeks out Prodigy. /Brat, how's your training coming along?/ he asks with a smirk, knowing full well that the telekinetic's training has also been partially interrupted as well.

The telekinetic sighed. /Horrible... I almost got hurt today cause they were distracted by those things again./

/They're getting annoying... almost like the damn things are more important to them than us./

/Yeah... but they're going to terminate them soon./

/Then they can get back to paying attention to the important projects here... /

/But.../ The telekinetic looked away.

/What do ya say about checking with Oracle about our chances of sneaking a visit with them tonight?/

/Okay.../

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When the voice over the speaker finally announces that it's time for their rest period, Watari feels slightly relieved... at least now they won't bother him anymore about his eyes. How is he really supposed to explain to them that he and a partner once intercepted a summoning ceremony and that the only way to save the sentient that was summoned was to seal it into him? Then again, he didn't really want to bother trying to explain that to the scientists... not with how they've been treated like lab rats.

Nan flopped on his cot. "You know... this monotonous routine is really starting to suck. The first couple days of the vacation were fine but I'm ready to go back to work."

"I'm afraid to see the amount of cases that are being backlogged on my desk while we are stuck here," Watari says, trying not to recall the amused reaction he had gotten the other night from Mastermind and Prodigy over the concept of being released.

"Ick... don't remind me about that... I hope someone found Nagi and took care of him. I left him in the medical wing."

The lights start to go dim until they are in complete darkness, and the communication is cut between the two cells. Flipping over onto his stomach, Watari mentally checks the barriers that were set up to keep his companion from taking control of his physical form and finds several of them weakened. For a moment he considers re-enforcing them, but decides against it. Leaving them in their current state will make it easier to break them down should an emergency arise.

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At his teammates request, Oracle checks the future. "You will not be caught visiting your little pets tonight... Not even when Mastermind gets it into his damned mind to play with that creature up close." With a scowl, the pre-cog looks at the two before him. "Is that all you wanted to know?"

"That'll do... I don't suppose you foresee me jumping in bed with you anytime soon?"

"You would have a better chance requesting that of your trainer."

"Really? Hmm... I'll think on that..."

Oracle stops at the door to his private quarters, "Mastermind, don't do anything overly stupid tonight."

He just smirked in response.

"That creature is scheduled to be terminated... remember that." Oracle comments just before he closes the door.

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Mastermind looks down at Watari, as though the shinigami were a kitten in a pet shop window. How long will it take the doomed little creature to wake tonight, the telepath muses to himself. "I wonder which one it was that did the trick with his eyes?" he asks Prodigy, not really expecting an answer from the telekinetic.

The other psychic was amusing himself by using his powers to tug on the blue haired one's blanket. As Nanjiro sleepily tries to hold onto his blanket, Watari slowly stirs in his sleep... cuddling against his pillow, trying not to let the light wake him.

Prodigy snickers as he stops playing with the blanket and starts to tug on the pillow. Flopping over onto his stomach, Nanjiro just shoves the pillow away...

Prodigy sighs and walks over to where Mastermind was standing. "How long are you going to wait?"

"Aren't you having fun with your little boyfriend there?" Mastermind smirks back.

"He's not my boyfriend... and no... he won't wake up... he's boring."

"Then shove him off the bed instead of playing with the sheets and pillows."

"That's an idea... YOUR boyfriend isn't waking up either..."

Stretching a little, Watari murmurs something about not knowing how formula 627-03 managed to get into the coffee pot. Mastermind crouches down so that he is at eye level with the shinigami. From beneath long lashes, blue slitted eyes peek out at the telepath, quickly returning to hazel as the blonde starts to wake. "mmm... hello... " Watari says sleepily.

"Yo... so it was you with the magical color changing eyes..."

Yawning, Watari curls a little more around the pillow. "color changing eyes?"

"Yeah... got the techs all in a mess... disrupted our training sessions..."

"Sorry about that..." the shinigami comments while rubbing his eyes as he sits up. "I didn't expect that was going to happen."

"What is it?"

"The end result of a case that I worked on several years ago... "

Prodigy came over and squatted down as well. "What happened?"

Watari climbs off the bed and sits down a bit closer to the two clones. " Kira and I were supposed to stop a summoning ceremony that was being performed incorrectly. If the ceremony had been completed the way they wanted, everyone within a twelve mile radius would have been killed."

"Summoning?"

"Yeah, basically it's a process where you can poke a hole temporarily between this dimension and the next and try to drag something through."

Mastermind suddenly nodded. "Like what they are planning... I take it you consider this a bad thing..."

"Like what they tried to do fifty years ago in Switzerland."

Prodigy blinked. "You know you are scheduled for termination."

"Termination?"

"Yes... both of you."

Watari leans back, meditating slightly on what Prodigy just told him... Termination. "I hadn't been aware of that... "

The redhead smirked. "You're too tough to handle... they want to vivisect YOU first though."

"I'm just older and more stubborn that Nan-kun is... "

"Well... they are going to terminate him too." Prodigy added.

"Do you have any idea when this is supposed to take place?"

"Not really. Could be tomorrow... could be a month from now."

"God I hope not..." The redhead frowned. "It's already enough of a problem..."

Watari shakes his head, "Not as much as a problem as whom ever is chosen as our predecessors... I cringe to think of the work that is piling up for our respective blocks."

"Prodigy... go play with something..." He smirked as the telekinetic left in a huff toward the other side of the room. The redhead looked at the blond... then palmed the release on the door.

Standing up, Watari looks over at Mastermind. "What are you doing?"

He entered the enclosure. "My template likes you... why?"

"I assume that at first it was a physical attraction," the blonde comments as he takes a step back. "But now it's because we both feel genuine affection for each other... "

The redhead looked at him... then leaned closer... as if he was going to kiss the shinigami.

A few more steps are taken back, leaving Watari standing a few feet away from Mastermind. It takes the blonde a little effort to make his voice sound even, "Stop it... I don't pretend to know what you were thinking, but that was not even the slightest bit humorous."

The man frowned. "But I am like my template... you do this with him..."

"But you are not Schuldig."

"But I was made from him...."

"Doesn't matter who was your template Mastermind... " Watari comments running a hand through his hair. "It's not the genetics that I care about. You could be a genetically exact copy of Schuschu, but you wouldn't have had the same experiences that helped to shape his personality."

The redhead stared at him for a moment... then turned and walked out. He slammed the door shut. "Prodigy... let's go."

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What the hell can my fucking template have that I don't? I'm stronger, faster and more powerful than Schuldig will ever be, Mastermind fumes as he storms back to their private quarters. How can that stupid creature prefer that weakling to me...

Prodigy was padding along softly at his side. He seemed on edge, constantly glancing over at the redhead.

/What?!/

The telekinetic actually flinched. But he didn't answer.

Sighing, Mastermind glances over at Prodigy, /What's wrong kiddo. . . /

/Don't hurt me.../

/I'm not going to hurt you... /

/You're mad... when they are mad the trainers hurt me.../

/Fuck! Next time someone tries to hurt you, let me know... and i'll leave them a drooling husk./

He cringed slightly, then added quietly. /sometimes Oracle hits me too.../

/hey... next time, just give a holler and I'll come running. 'Kay?/

/really?/

/Yeah... No one is supposed to mess with us./

/but Oracle.../

/Should know better than to hurt a teammate./

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Nanjiro looks over into the blonde's cell, worried about his friend. "Watari?"

From the bed, the shinigami doesn't bother to look up, making sure that his eyes are hidden. "Just a strong headache nan-kun... " Bringing his hands up, he masks them amongst his hair... hoping that the rest of the scientists haven't yet noticed that it is longer than it should have been. "Just a headache."

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"Does anyone understand German?" Terezuma asks when the new shinigami enter the office. Making sure that Wakaba is out of harms way, the marked man takes a better look at the agents that were sent from the foreign summoning department.

Hisoka, nearly swamped by paperwork pointed toward the secretary's office. "Try Tatsumi."

Tere nods his head in the direction of Tatsumi's office and hopes that the German's will follow him there . . .The overworked secretary looked up as they walked in. "Yes?"

"Tatsumi... you speak German?"

"A little why?"

"The shinigami from the German Summons Department just arrived... "

"Ah..." He stood and looked at the new comer. "Greetings, welcome to Japan." The secretary says in German.

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The blonde sneaks a peek at the blue haired boy... praying that he looks normal again, but knowing that it's impossible, not with the additional length his canines have picked up. Tucking his hands between him and the cot, the shinigami can feel the shape of claws. Nan was sitting on his bed, obviously bored out of his mind. He looked over at Watari and his eye widened. He must have noticed the changes in the scientist.

Burying his head back in his hands, the blonde wants to scream... he can't get back to normal, and pretty soon these cold bastards that are holding them here are going to notice that it isn't just his eyes that change. He doesn't bother to look up, from his crouching position, Watari can already see that his hair has lightened a few shades and taken on a brighter shimmer. There is no way that the scientists haven't noticed that... the shinigami thinks to himself.

-Subject A... explain.-

"Explain what?" Even to his own ears, his voice sounds different... what is this thing doing to him?

-Subject A is warned to cease or punishment will be inflicted...-

"I'm trying to make it stop.... It won't stop... " this is the most that it's ever changed me...

-Subject A... this is your final warning...- The voice was starting to sound concerned. Nan was standing next to the wall between them, looking worried.

"It's not listening to me... It won't stop... I can't make it stop... " The blonde's hair is only a few shades away from silver... it's increased length more obvious now.

Nan watched with huge eyes. "Let us out... if you don't you'll probably lose this whole facility and everyone in it!"

The blonde finally raises his head... revealing the talons, where hands should have been. His eyes, instead of simply being blue, have darkened into an indigo color filling his entire eye, the slit pupil white rather than a customary black. "It won't stop..."

"Shit... Open the damn doors or you're really gonna be sorry!" Nan started to back away.

-Subject A... we are applying punishment.-

Watari hits the ground as the wings try to emerge, but are forced back. Claws digging into the tiles from the effort, he looks out the glass. . . the new eyes focusing on heat rather than true vision. "Do. . . that. . . and. . . I. . . lose. . . control. . . " Crying out, the shinigami forces the wings back again. . .

The technicians were obviously more concerned with subduing him and power surged through the collar.

Crying out in pain, the shinigami falls to the ground... Unconscious. Indigo eyes blink and then turn black. A low growl can be heard coming from the form lying in the glass room.

"Shit!" Nan grabbed his blanket, wrapped it around his body then dove under the bed.

The thing picks itself up and glares at the scientists as it unfurls its large black-feathered wings. With one talon it reaches over and leaves a long scratch across the glass... amusing itself before it rips the collar off with a cold smile across its features.

"Why is it looking at us... it shouldn't see through the glass!"

"What is that thing?!"

"Hit the alarm!"

With a roar, it breaks through the glass leaping into the room. The scientists didn't stand a chance as it rampaged, trying to satisfy its blood lust.

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Gomen for not posting this sooner... Long story short, for personal safety reasons I had to move rather suddenly... my sister kicking me out of the apartment that we shared didn't help, neither did her physically attacking me. *thinks that sister should move to any area that houses white trash* Yeah, kiki is still rather annoyed about the entire incident. ^.~

The post office playing kick ball with my computer did not help circumstances any... but this is the first opportunity that I have had to post anything since acquiring my new computer. Oh, and please take a peek over at the new little yarn that Yannie and I have started to work on... Heritage.

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