Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Nighteyes ❯ The Whole Future... ( Chapter 6 )
Chapter 6
Warnings : There's FINALLY a plot!
Note : // telepathy
Omi, Aya and Youji all sat in the shop, trying to look like they were working. Two days had passed. This mourning Ken was supposed to show up with Schwartz's telekinetic tactician in tow. Unfortunately, Ken and Schuldig had not specified an exact time for this 'appointment'. Aya turned when the bell jingled, already annoyed by the day's regular customers.
"Ken?" He nodded at him, shooting a brief glare at the telekinetic who followed him before flipping the sign to closed and helping the others shoo the last customers out.
"Now, start explaining!" Youji demanded. Apparently he was the one bothered the most by curiosity.
"In the mission room." Ken headed for the stairs, Nagi followed immediately. After exchanging short looks, the others followed suit.
"Okay, NOW start explaining." Youji growled.
"You know," Ken smirked, It seemed that his sense of humor had changed since joining Schwartz. "They say curiosity killed the cat." Nagi snickered.
"That wasn't funny." Youji flopped down on the couch to pout, then yelped and jumped back to his feet. "Omi, how long has that thing been here?" He pointed at the crossbow that was on the middle cushion.
"Sorry Youji. I must have left it down here two days ago." Omi claimed the computer chair while Aya took a seat on the couch with Youji, who was still muttering about the crossbow he'd say on.
"I know you guys have been worried, but I couldn't contact you before that, according to Crawford." Ken gave them an apologetic look, then continued. "But as Crawford foresaw things, it was the only way to the set us on the path that will lead to Estet's demise."
"Demise?" Omi looked like he's been struck. "Isn't Schwartz on that side?"
"Schwartz, as you know it was created by Estet. The Schwartz of today..." Nagi's face took on an expression of pure determination. "They can't just let Estet continue with what they're doing."
"What have they been doing?" Youji demanded, still sore about having looked like a fool earlier.
"They're creating talents."
"What?"
"Creating people with Gifts." Ken raised a hand to his visor. "Nagi, Kill the lights." Without moving, Nagi shut the light off and, seconds later the bean of a flashlight that was somehow muted shone in Ken's direction. The soccer player drew the band of dark plastic off slowly, as if trying to give his eyes as much time as possible to adjust to the little light that was in the room. When he had the visor completely off, he looked at the three Weiss Assassins. Where his eyes should have been white was light absorbing charcoal black, and the one blue irises were now stained a reflective silver.
"What causes that?" Aya asked quietly. The change was strange, to say the least.
"The Nighteyes Serum. I can see in total darkness now. Light is a problem though. It can be painful." He slid the visor back into position, covering his dramatically changed eyes. "They are working on other talents, too."
"So you've changed sides?" Aya demanded of the Telekinetic. "You think that pulling Ken out of some program proves that?"
"I would have been given another Serum, designed to improve my day vision," Ken stepped between Aya and Nagi. "Brad says it would have killed me."
"Crawfords' plan will only work if both teams work together." Nagi pulled Ken back. The last thing they needed was a fight. "He hasn't said what, but something hinges directly on a member of Weiss."
"Ken's already tied in, It's most likely him." Youji decided.
"Ken is one of us, now."
"WHAT?"
"Ken Hidaka is a member of Schwartz now." Nagi repeated, talking more slowly than necessary. "It's one of you three."
"Are you in?" Ken's voice was quiet. "Will you help destroy Estet?"
"We need to talk to Manx and Birman." The reply from Omi was just as quiet as Ken's question. "But I think we should."
"I'm with Omi." Youji answered, fingering the release on his watch while staring at the telekinetic.
"Aya?"
"Does this mean I get a chance to kill Taketori?"
"As allies, Schwartz would no longer stand in your way."
"I accept." He nodded sharply. "Omi, get in touch with Manx. Ken, how soon?"
"Crawford hasn't really shared much about the next phase." The soccer player shrugged. "As soon as we're ready we'll contact you."
"Why not just be up front the whole time?"
"Bradley never is. The future is touchy." Nagi seemed to have shifted into lecture mode. "One piece of information told out of place and the whole future shifts."
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