Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ True Oracle ❯ four ( Chapter 4 )

True Oracle: Meltdown

By: Authoress K. C.

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Oracle ran down the halls, chasing after the Schwartz team. Her eyes followed them easily as she half conciously melded into the surroundings and passed them, appearing at the doorway to search the room. Her gray eyes sweapt the room twice before she stepped inside and Schwartz fanned out around her, ransaking the placefor the files they were looking for. Well, three of them were ransacking the place, the Berzerker was breaking open the cabnets and drawers with his hands before walking away from them.

Her ears picked up a sound and she turned, arms flying apart, a flicker of the Múchi no Káji glimmering from the intersecting point at her chest. A figure dressed in soft black stepped in and she almost sent the whip out at them before deep red eyes caught her gaze.

"Setsuna!!! Setsuna-kun! Setsuna!!!"

The Múchi no Káji died and Oracle started to run too her friend before she spotted Weiß hanging around behind her calmly.

"Setsuna! Move! They'll kill you! SETSUNA!!"

The woman stared at her before turning her back to Oracle and stepping towards the group of men beyond her. Oracle ran forwards a few steps, crying.

"Setsuna! Setsuna don't go near them! SETSUNA! SETSUNAAA!!!"

The woman turned in the midst of the group, and then held out a hand and graced the small girl with a smile.

"Come with us."

"Setsuna, iie! They're the enemy! You have to come with me right NOW. Meiou Setsuna, come with me right now! You can't be around them!"

"Why."

"Thats the enemy!"

"This isn't the enemy. There is the enemy. Those four behind you. There's the enemy, the black hole in the universe. These are my friends. My compatriots. My companions. My surrogate family."

"IIE! IIE, SETSUNA!!! I'M YOUR FRIEND! YOUR COMPANION! YOUR FAMILY! ME!"

"But, Aino Minako is dead. You're not even real."

Oracle stared at the woman who'd stated that so calmly. What? What was her friend going on about?

"Setsuna, you're being silly again. I told you before, I'm not dead, I'm alive. If I were dead, could you touch me?"

"Can I touch you? I've not laid a hand on you for a long time, Minako. Because I can't."

"Setsuna, come hug me and you'll realize what a silly woman you're being."

The woman shook her head, holding her hand out again.

"Iie, Mina. You come hug me. They won't touch you. They can't. You're dead, but if words won't convince you..."

Oracle looked back. Schwartz was watching curiously, even Farfello seemed intrigued. Oracle turned her back to her friends and took a few hesitant steps forward. When Weiß didn't attack her, she ran to Setsuna and threw her arms around the woman's waist. Or at least, she had tried to.

Oracle slipped right through Setsuna's body, facing the darkness behind her. The woman turned, still smiling sweetly.

"Mina, I'm right here, come and hug me."

Oracle tried again. And again. And again. Everytime she tried, she fell right through Setsuna, and the woman, sweetly, patiently, turned and said it every time.

"I'm right here."

That smile soon became evil to Oracle, and she wanted to scream every time it was turned on her, wanted to tear out the tounge that repeated so calmly and sweetly, "I'm right here."

Oracle's attempts became half hearted and finally tapered off. But it was too late. She was faced with Weiß and Setsuna, staring at her. Setsuna's arms were still opened.

"I'm right here."

Oracle did scream.

"IIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!"

Her figure was swathed in the heat of her anger, flames licking up her body until she stood there, black wing spread in fury, eyes flashing. Setsuna merely stood there, blocking her from the room while Weiß methodically stole the information from Schwartz and Schwartz ran out with lingering looks back for her.

"Setsuna! What are you thinking, letting vile men like Weiß manipulate you against me?! Haven't we always been the very best of friends?!"

"Minako, you've been dead for five years."

The woman's voice never lost its kindness, but her arms dropped to her black clad sides. She wore a pair of soft black slacks with a black sweater. She even wore her old work shoes.

"You were mudered by that man, and then your 'Jichan knocked over a burner and set fire to the shrine. He killed himself based on the talismans, and you were fully cremated and given under my care. Minako, you have been dead for a long time. I never said anything because I didn't want to face your disapearance from my life. But, you are endangering egiht individuals, making both of their jobs harder, and I'm sorry, but you have to leave."

Oracle stood there, wings still spread. Her fury kept growing within her. How could Setsuna stand there and lie too her to her face? Finally Oracle couldn't stand it.

"Múchi no Káji!"

Her arms flung out and the whip snapped and bit at the air around Setsuna, but never touched her. It singed her hair, burnt the edges of her clothes, but never touched her skin. Finally Oracle let her arms drop, and Setsuna strode forwards calmly.

"Do you want me to prove it, Mina..."

The woman raise a hand and thrust it straight through Oracle's chest. Oracle gasped in shock. Setsuna...

Her hands came up and formed around the vision of Setsuna's arm, but if her hands faltered, her fingers passed in and out of the woman. Her body began breaking off in peices, each one falling to the floor, with small splashes. It started at her feet.

"Minako, gomen nasai... I found your bag, and inside..."

"My wings."

Oracle nodded. She had opened the bag one day, found those feathers. She shook her head and finally all that was left was her head.

"Ja ne.... Setsuna...."

Her smile vanished and finally the last strand of raven dark hair fell into the quickly spreading pool of red life. The wings fell to the ground, laying there in strange angles.

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Setsuna stood there, in the middle of that ocean of blood, arm still streched out before her, fingers clenched in a fist. Finally she lowered her arm, and stared at those dark wings. She pulled the pouch from a pocket, kneeling down to one knee in the dark pool.

"Ja ne, Oracle. I'll miss your presence."

She lay the pouch gently against the wings, then stood, tears falling from her eyes in crystal rivers. She turned and eight arms helped her walk out of that building, and eight more helped carry her to her apartment.

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Yohji swore vehelmently as they entered the Weiß flat, after helping Meiou Setsuna home, with the help of Schwartz. The woman had been slow, methodical and heartless. She had broken down a vengeful spirit into a pool of blood so thick that it was life ice. Then, in a moment of sweetness she had said farewell and then let both teams lead her home. And Weiß had gotten the documents.

Omi gripped his hand and smiled.

"Yohji, don't worry. Minako is gone now. We can get the rest back."

Yohji smiled at ruffled his hair lightly.

"I know, Bishonen."

Ken turned, rolling his eyes.

"Onegai, at least let me run away from you two first."

The soccer player turned and promptly plowed into Aya, shoving him forwards and into the red-heads room. Yohji laughed and turned to his Bishonen.

"Now, about getting back..."

Omi's laughtered echoed in the hall long after he'd left. Meanwhile...

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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. 'Jichan will be back soon."

"Where are your parents?"

"Gone."

~OWARI~

=^.^=! Isn't that interesting?! Now, didn't Setsuna just get RID of Oracle? Hmmmm... I might continue. I don't know. And who knew, I absently paired them up. Wasn't a concious thought.

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