Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ True Oracle ❯ one ( Chapter 1 )

True Oracle: Spirit of the Oracle

By: Authoress K. C.

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Bored, bored, lalalala! Enjoy minna!

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Schuldich was thoroughly surprised by the opening of the front door. So, it seemed, was Brad. They were even more surprised by the 14 year old that stepped inside. The long black hair was pulled back and held loosely in the middle of the mess by a thick blue peice of ribbon. The long white dress was covered around her waist, loosely hanging on her thin looking frame, by an orange thing.

She wore soft looking white slippers that definantly didn't look like walking shoes. Around her waist, tightly, over the orange peice, was a metal belt with a thing hanging from it on a cord, and crossed over one shoulder was a thin gray string. Something was tied too her back. Her gray eyes weren't hesitant and she looked out of place.

"Ne, is this the home of Schwartz?"

Schuldich looked at Brad who looked about two seconds away from his gun.

"It is."

The girl nodded smartly and sat on the floor, her legs folding, arms crossed defiantly.

"Then I was sent here. And you can't make me leave."

Schuldich gaped.

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I had to start to smirk. A little shrine girl, the Oracle to a run down shrine, sent to the Schwartz by a vision. I quickly identified those before me. The telepath and the so-called Oracle, who's visions were constantly going on the blink.

I had to just let it go. I started to laugh. They stared at me like I was out of my mind.

"Uh, who are you?"

"My name? Oracle. Oracle no Megami Hikari-sama."

"The Oracle of the Goddess of Light?"

"Right. But, my NAME is Minako. Aino Minako."

I smiled. I liked my title better than my name, even Meiou Setsuna, my best friend, my Oneesan, called me Oracle, and she knew my name!

The telepath stared at me and I felt the first probings of his mind. I slapped him off with a barrier so dark he was balked before he could get anywhere, then I encircled him with a barrier of the same and trapped him in my mind, then moving along the link forged to probe his.

His physical body was in a state of catatonia, meaning he was still breathing and awake, but unable to move, catatonic. The so-called Oracle was looking between us as I smirked and probed his mind. Then I backed out and released him, letting him return to himself.

He shook himself over and gasped like a fish out of water. Then he stared at me.

"What the hell did you do to me?! It was like I was frozen in ice!"

"You were, mentally, I trapped you, left in in a catatonic state and examined YOUR mind!"

I laughed, head falling back. The innocent shrine girl was not so innocent. With so much extra time, and Megami no Hikari having abandoned the shrine, I turned to darker pursuits, such as fortune-telling and prediction, mind reading and telekinesis. Even pyrokinesis and electrokinesis. Hydrokinesis was to be my next project.

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Bradly Crawford stared at the little girl who was laughing as if she were Farfello right after a very satisfying kill. Her head was back, mouth gaping as she howled with laughter. Nagi came dragging in from the kitchen, he apparently had been sleeping in his room, and he muttered annoyedly.

"Who's making noise? I can't sleep!"

Brad just waved a hand at the shrine girl. His visions were on the blink again, or they'd have been prepared for this sort of thing.

"Who's she, and is she psycho?"

"Her name is Aino Minako, Oracle no Megami Hikari-sama."

"Weird title. Is she from some kind of shrine?"

"Apparently. Hikari Shrine. And she's, not quite right."

"Obviously. Tell the little brat to shut up, I'm goin' back to sleep."

Brad nodded then almost yelped when a pale and dark blur moved past him, almost as if there were five of them and Nagi was slammed bodilly into the far wall with a very determined force behind it. The girl's hand was up against his throat leting the smallest ammount of oxygen she could without killing him in minutes in through to his lungs, her other hand balled into a tight fist, buried in the soft spot just below the center of his rib cage.

"I'm not a brat, Naoe-san, don't ever call me such a thing again, its not becoming too you."

She let go quickly and turned, sitting on the floor where she was, eyes closed, composed an calm. She'd never even raised her voice.

Then she rose up and looked at Brad. Brad only stared back. Her smile was that of an innocent, though her eyes spoke volumes for her real knowledge.

"I won't live with you. No. I'll come when you need me. Ja ne, Oracle."

The girl laughed softly as she walked out of the house as quietly as she had come in.

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Omi wandered the darkened theater quietly, quickly. His darts were loaded, ready to fire if anything so much as twitched an eyelash. Then a burst of something illuminated the room, and a figure standing upon the stage. The person's hair was HUGE and it flew around them in a sheet of black. Shimmering silver gleamed at him from the light, while their figure was touched in black from the bright light.

Their arms were spread, as if they were an angel, welcoming Omi. But they weren't so nice.

"Back off, Weiß! You won't foil Schwartz's plans this night! I won't let you! Hakai!"

A sheet of flame raced through the air towards him, one of the persons arms having seemed to fling it at him, the arm crossing across the thin body towrads the other arm, the flame materializing from the air. Omi rolled to the side and then fired off a dart at the form.

"Hametsu!"

The dart was incinerated from above, by, lightening? First sheets of fire, then lightening bolts!? What the hell?!

"Who are you?!"

"Oracle no Megami Hikari-sama! Friend of Schwartz! Now back off! I won't let you defeat them again!"

There was a burst of flames and then it vanished and the room was plunged back into darkness. Omi hurried to the stage but it was gone.

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Yohji cursed as he dodged another bullet. His wire snapped out but the guy never ceased to dodge it or smack it aside. He chased the Oracle down another hallway when a flash appeared and a figure held it arms out to the sides, blocking him off from the Oracle.

"Go back, Balinese, you won't have him!"

The person's arms swept together as the figure cried out sharply.

"Hakai!"

Flames sped towards him, fanned up out of the air. The hallway was so narrow, they filled the whole space. He couldn't see past them and was forced to hurry out of the space and then tumble aside as the fire lept out in a rush of heat and flame.

When he looked, there was nothing too see.

"KISAMA!!!!!"

He buried his hands in his hair in frustration.

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Aya snarled as he ducked again. This was getting rediculas. He just kept to the same tactics. He danced with the telepath, and was tormented until a spark ignited his coat out of no where, then a small child ran to the German.

"Come on, lets go, your Oracle is waiting for you!"

The girl turned as the red-head left in a hurry and smiled at him.

"Ja ne! Hakai!"

Flame barred the way and he saw her litterally vanish in the midst of them. Then the flames vanished, not a mark to be seen anywhere.

"Chikush!"

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Ken looked around the living room at the violent, borderline insane, and confused teammates he was surrounded by.

"What figure? A little girl? Flames and lightening out of no where? WHAT are you guys talking about?! I never saw ANYONE!"

Omi stared at him.

"You never saw it? They, it, who ever it was, it was like some kind of spirit. They just appeared, a shadow, with something lighting them up, then they just threw flames at me. Well, it spoke, but basically it wanted to kill me."

"I saw some child run up too the German telepath and tell him it was time to go, then she smiled at me and THEN dissappeared in flames."

"The little shit tried to roast my ass!"

Yohji fumed.

"They singed my coat."

"They zapped my best darts with some kind of lightening!"

Omi wailed. Ken just blinked.

"What ARE you all talking about? I never saw ANYONE!"

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Minako smiled as she swept the run down little shrine. An older man walked over the top stair and approached her with a condesending smile.

"Young woman, is there an adult around I can talk too?"

"Sumimasen, otoko-san, there's no one else here right now. Can I help you?"

"Oh, no, I was just wondering. Are you left here alone all day?"

"Oh, no, no. Not ALL day. And sometimes, I have to leave as well. I have errends. No, my friend comes to help me sometimes, she's at work right now. 'Jiichan will be back soon."

"Where are your parents?"

"Gone."

"Where too?"

"Gone as in dead, otoko-san."

"Poor lady. Would you like to walk around with me?"

Minako was instantly on alert. Hell NO she did not want to walk around with him, hentai. What did she look like, a gisha? She was the picture of the innocent shrine girl.

"I can't, I've got to finish sweeping, then dampen the dirt so it doesn't get dusty. Gomen."

She kept him in front of her the whole time. Finally, she heard the sound of Meiou Setsuna's boots on the hard stone stairs. She dodged widely around the man and ran to the top.

"Setsuna-chan! Ichi no da! Onegai!"

The girl below hurried up the stairs and put a protective arm around her. Minako smiled at her.

Meiou Setsuna was a tall girl, with long honey coloured locks, and dark red eyes. She had pale china doll skin, naturally, she never could tan without burning in moments, and she was a waitress durring the day, and a gisha at night. But she had her morals, she was choosy.

Setsuna glared at the man. She wore her work clothes over her day clothes. Her black pants were still on, but the red shirt and black jacket were unbuttoned, her favorite green tank top underneath. Her black dress shoes were in her hand and her tennis shoes were red and black striped.

"Go away. I know what you're doing here, mister, get away. Does she look like a gisha too you? Get lost, or I'll make you."

"No she doesn't, but she's pretty cute. But, you look like one. Whaddya say, honey, wanna come for a walk with me?"

"No, so get movin'!"

The man tried to grab Setsuna's arm and the girl kicked him in the chin, sending him flying back to land hard on the stone. He climbed up and glared before running away. Setsuna turned to Minako and sighed.

"Are you okay, Oracle? You're not hurt, he didn't touch you?"

"Iie. He asked me to go for a walk and I knew exactly what he was. I was gonna hit him in the balls with the broom handle if he came close too me. Then, I heard you coming and went around him and called code."

"Good girl. Well, lets get this place tidy, ne Oracle?"

"HAI!"

Minako smiled, her eyes closing happilly and her head tilting.

"You look so innocent like that, I can almost imagine you before we met, before I knew you weren't part of the light anymore."

"Hikari left here, and the darkness came. I figured the darkness wanted us at least, so I'd change myself, not my name."

"I know. Lets work."

Minako smiled again and swept with a will.

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Ken fumed in his room. His teammates were CRAZY! Little girls and black figures spitting fire and lightening.

There was a tap on his window, followed by another, and another, and another, and this was getting redundant. He moved to the window and opened it.

"Hai, no da?"

He looked down into the alleyway and saw the man waiting for him. He smiled and waved, then turned and locked his door. Yohji never knocked. Then he pulled on his shoes and swung out the window, grabbing the drainpipe and sliding down it, wind whistling in his ears. He landed gently then turned to wrap his arms around the silent man who was waiting.

"Ossu..."

The man muttered quietly, in his own lilting fashion. Ken smiled up at him and grinned.

"Where are we going?"

"Away...."

Ken smiled and followed the man to the car he'd probably stolen. It looked like the BMW. The black one.

"Get in."

Ken laughed and slid in. His lover got into the driver's seat and glared into the mirrors before backing blind out of the alleyway.

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Minako hurried through the broken gates. She'd seen a need for her assistance. She blended herself into the darkness and hurried into the run-down building, into a doorless lift and let it bear her down, into the darkness.

It crashed to a halt and and she stepped out into the cool, stainless steel room. She rushed through the far door and turned right in the red-lit steel hall. Farfello was in a shit load of trouble. She burst onto the scene and narrowed her eyes from the hall.

"Hametsu!"

The person starting to rush him was averted by a wall of electricity, like lightining.

"K'so!"

Green eyes landed on her and then a thin silver something came racing at her.

"Meep!"

She vanished into the red lighting and slipped away to block Farfello. She pushed the psychopath towards the safest exit.

"Go, help the telepath! GO!"

He nodded and left. She turned and smiled, a picture of innocence.

"Go away, Balinese, you can't have my friends."

"Who the fuck are you?!"

"Oracle."

"No you're not, Oracle's a man."

"He's not an oracle. He's always on the blink. I'm a true Oracle."

The girl frowned suddenly and suddenly, instead of a little shrine girl, a tall young woman, with long raven black tresses and blazing crystal silver eyes wearing a tight black dress stood before him. There were huge, inky, indigo-black feathered wings behind her, spread, even as her arms were spread.

"Múchi no Káji! Go!"

A long tendril of flame leaped forth from where her body would make a cross, the joining point in the center the focus of the flame. It leaped an snapped at him like a real whip, trying to catch him in it flaming hold. Yohji leapt out of its range, and his wire darted and snapped back at it. The young woman narrowed her blazing crystal eyes and the flame widened and lengthened, snapping further and further out from her.

Yohji cursed. This chic was trying to fry him! Who the hell WAS she?! Oracle was NOT a name!

"What the hell is your real name?!"

"Aino Minako. You'll never trace it."

The woman laughed and then the fire whip drew back, wrapped around her and she vanished within it. All that was left was a blood stain on the floor and an inky indigo-black feather, too big to be from a bird.

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Omi's eyes ached from not blinking, as he went through the birth records for everyone he could find with the name Minako.

"Are you sure it was Aino?"

"I know what she told me. Aino Minako."

Omi finally yelped his triumph as an AINO MINAKO popped up in the list of Minako's. There was a whole CLAN he figured, of AINOSA Minako's, but this was the first AINO Minako in the whole damn list!

"Here it is, one AINO MINAKO. Lets check it out."

Omi selected the name from his list and stared at the profile.

"Is that her?"

"Uhm, sorta.... While she was little."

Omi read the profile out loud.

"Aino Minako, an orphan from Misaki Ophanage, adopted by one Minomari Takahita and Minomari Kimiko at age two. Adoptive siblings, two sisters and a brother, all Minomari. Kastusa, Minaka, and brother Hikoharu. One ojisan and a set of granparents, all adoptive. Ojisan, Minomari Takahuto; ojiisan, Minomari Mahutoma; obaasan, Minomari Takimi.

"All living adoptive reletives worked in the Minomari shrine to Megami no Hikari. All but Minomari Takahuto killed in mysterious, unexplained shrine fire. Original parents also killed by fire, also mysteriously unexplained. Aino Minako kept by ojisan, grew up in the Shrine. Mysteriously started knowing things before they happened, at age 10 became the Oracle no Megami Hikari.

"At age 12 befriended stuggling gisha and waitress Meiou Setsuna. Meiou starts helping Aino and Minomari at the shrine. Meiou is juunana. Aino Minako died at age 19, in another mysterious fire at the Hikari Shrine. That was five years ago! Aino Minako is DEAD!"

Omi stared at the screen in horror. Aino Minako didn't exist! There were more pictures at the bottom. One of her as a little child. She had soft black hair in a pony tail and wore a cute white and orange shrine outfit with a broom. One was the same as her at age fourteen, still wearing the orange and white shrine clothes. The last was of her before she'd died at age 19. Wearing a black dress, with long raven tresses, sitting on a violet pillow with incense burning at her side.

"Aino Minako has been dead for five YEARS!"

Omi looked at Yohji who was gawking at the screen.

"She, she was right THERE!! She can't be dead, maybe there's another Aino Minako that looks just like her!!"

"Yohji-kun, you said she changed from a child to a young woman. Living people don't metamorph. I think the Aino Minako we're meeting, is dead. I think she's a rogue spirit. I think she refuses to sleep."

"How the hell do you defeat a fucking SPIRIT?!"

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TBC?

I'm loosing inspiration for this one all ready... If you've become hooked upon it, and REALLY press me by getting your pretty cults and fan bases together an bombarding my E-mail with pleads and really good ass kisses, joking about the ass kisses but do try to encourage me greatly, I'll try to dredge up enough of an half-assed inspiration to maybe add a second chapter too it. Otherwise, you'll have to read it and read it and read it over again, because this will be all you get. Hell, just tell your friends to e-mail my lazy carcass and ask me to continue TRUE ORACLE. That'll do the trick. Make me THINK I'm popular and loved. I'm one lazy fecker. Ja.

K. C. *muah!* =^.^= *Mew!*