Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ You Belong To Me ❯ Almost Only Counts In Horse shoes, Hand Grenades and Atomic Bombs ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3

All warnings and notes still apply…

Notes: profuse thanks are handed out to Yohji's Kare Bear, a fellow author and friend here on mediaminer.com for the beta-ing she has done for me! Thanks girl! Looking forward to the next chapter of Mountain Retreat.

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The Items Necessary for the Ceremony

One must first have:

The First Soul, UnMerged, and Unchanged by anything but knowledge.

The Obsidian Soul Drinker Knife. This foot long blade was shaped from the finest Obsidian ever to be seen with a handle of silver wire that wraps around its base.

The Alter of Samanthis, the Alter where unknowingly all the most evil of people are drawn.

The Night of a New Moon, the No Moon Night, Dark as the evil one's soul…..

Such information needed that was gleaned by force from the second of the Merged lines descendents by Schuldig and Farfarello

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There are many things unknown to the world at this point, most people went along with their lives, having long since forgotten anything of any real value to the future and of the past. If they had remembered or had chosen to believe in the past, what Farfarello was up to would horrify most of the world. The Angels wouldn't stand for it and would actively guide their human charges to the path of right and stop him, but no one remembered or knew. Except one, ok three. God himself knew how to release Lucifer, the first Merged Soul and through its line the last of the line, and the First Soul itself, though that knowledge had long since been buried top protect it. There was a line of Merged Souls that knew part of the process and they were the most accessible…

Jei had gotten his hands on the second Merged line. The only other normally accessible source was the Fist Merged line and well it was nearly impossible to get the info out of God or the First. This left the other two relatively secret sources. Jei had a hard time cracking this source despite the betrayal the Merged had suffered to be delivered into Jei's hands.

One thing the Demon didn't care about was that he used people and things as he saw fit and removed any obstacles in his way. Schuldig was a great tool. While it had taken the German Telepath hours of mind games and torture to awaken the knowledge, it had proved useful to Jei. He now knew how to release his Commander from the Seal that had imprisoned him for countless centuries. He didn't care about the source anymore as he was positive that Schuldig had gotten every piece of information out of her.

For the last several weeks the Demon had been searching for the tools he needed to conduct the ceremony. He first one he found was the Alter of Samanthis. As he was unconsciously pulled to it anyway (as all evil things and people are) this was no real big surprise. The Ceremonial Knife, the Soul Drinker Knife was harder to find. There had been many forgeries made as the original was `cool' as the people pf this particular time might say. He had finally found the Obsidian blade with its silver wire wrapped handle in a shrine to a deity long since forgotten by all except God.

The last thing he needed had been the First Soul and he found that Elusive Soul in the body of one Hidaka Ken. Jei played with the knife as he headed down the long winding stairwell to the basement (read Dungeon) of this old Castle Schwarz had bought.

The first thing he saw was his captive, back arched and vulnerable to attack. Jei's blood quickened at the though of the blood he was to shed this night.

He finally had everything he needed, and soon his Lord would be free again.

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Ken knew something was not right when Schuldig and Crawford left for the seemingly endless period of time. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he failed to notice when someone had stopped right next to the stone table. He would have been feverishly working on his bonds but had long since given up trying with his hands and arms numb. He felt more then saw the presence by the stone slab he was tied to and knew this didn't bode well for him before he even knew who it was.

He turned his head to the side; the pain of the movement made him slow, and came face to face with a single golden eye. He let out an involuntary squeak. His mind, one of the only things not numbed by the position, whirled frantically, knowing that this was so not good and that he had to find a way to at least unbind himself. Ken was extremely conscious of the fact that he was belly up and completely exposed to the Berserker's many sharp implements of torture, namely his sword and knife.

Jei, with the glint of blood lust in his good eye, leaned forward to listen to the frantic beating of Hidaka's heart. He reveled in the fear and panic he caused in such an old soul, a soul that should have seen every monstrosity man has ever committed.

"Soon, He shall be released, and then God shall really suffer. Suffer as he hasn't for Millennia." Jei stroked Hidaka's naked torso starting at his collar bone down to his navel then back up and across to create a cross. Jei's touch left a burning trail of ice so the cross appeared frozen in Hidaka's skin.

Ken couldn't help but to shiver in pain and from the cold of the touch. His mind was reeling trying to figure out what was going on. He kept coming up blank, and what had Farfarello meant by `he shall be released..'?

Ken felt a warm presence well up through him, then a cool green light spread the warmth across his upper body. The burning cold receded and all that was left were then scars as if some one had traced the same path as Farfarello with one of the Madman's knives.

Hidaka shivered. Jei watched as the First healed the body, and grinned. Healing was a power left only to Angels and Ancients and, of course, the First. He didn't care that, for the moment, Hidaka didn't fear him; the confusion was just as sweet. It meant to Jei that the First was Guiding during this Incarnation. Which was something else he didn't have to find a way to capture, a Consciousness

Farfarello let out a low chuckle that felt as if it crawled over Ken's skin and left him feeling bereft of warmth and happiness. He shook with the need to escape to return home. To see Ran…

The grin on Farfarello's face as he turned and left Ken still bound to the warming stone turned his blood cold. He hoped that he never had to hear the laugh and see that look ever again on the blonde's face…

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Delirium was beginning to set in a few hours later when Ken thought he saw Schuldig with a woman slung over his shoulder. Her rear was sticking up in the air and her long coppery hair almost brushed the floor behind the telepath. Schuldig sent a smirk to Ken as he headed away from the light that had been centered on Ken, leaving the surrounding area dark and forbidding.

@What? No thoughts of rescuing the damsel in distress? I'm disappointed in you, I'm sure Ran would have thought along those lines.@ Ken could do nothing about his reaction to Schuldig's invasion. Especially as he had been devoid of human company for more hours then he could remember now.

Ken's mind was sluggish as the rest of him would have been if he was released. The cold shivers wracked his fit body, and the lack of blood didn't help some of his extremities, and too much wasn't helping the others. His entire body felt as if it had fallen asleep instead of just his hands and arms. He had no real feeling in any part of him, except for the unnatural cold. His breath came in and out in short puffs in the cold and several times he almost choked on his saliva as he tried to swallow with his head at the awkward angle. He knew that if this position was alleviated soon, he would die. Be it from exposure, or too much blood to the head or whatever, it was going to happen…

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Schuldig could tell by the state of Hidaka's mind that he was suffering and Death would visit the captive soon. He sent a thought to Crawford, @Farf needs to take better care of his toys, Siberian isn't going to last much longer if he stays as he is.@

@_You are Uncanny sometimes, I just had a vision of the boy's demise if we wait for Farfarello to return., go down there and start to untie him, I'll be down momentarily_@

@Yes, Sahib@ Schuldig sent back sarcastically, but he headed to the dungeon anyway. He was still trying to figure out what Farfarello had him rip from the girl's mind all those weeks ago, it was disjointed and yet still sounded as a ceremony of sorts, but for what? And what did he need Hidaka for?

Schuldig stepped off the last stair and probed for the minds of the captives in the area. He let out a German curse when he found Hidaka's blank. @Shit! Crawford, he isn't breathing!@ the German sent to the American when he approached and checked the younger man bound to the stone slab. Crawford's curse was his only response as Schuldig quickly undid the bindings to lay Hidaka flat on his back.

Schuldig then placed his hand on Hidaka's forehead and gently tilted his head well back. He used his finger to hook around the young man's tongue and flipped it out of the way. He then place two fingers under the point of the brunette's chin and lifted his jaw.

Staying in his kneeling position, Schuldig then pinched closed Hidaka's nose when he didn't start breathing on his own after his tongue wasn't blocking his airways anymore. He took a full breath and placed his lips around Hidaka's mouth to make a good seal.

He then gave two full breaths by mouth-to-mouth, until he saw the chest rise. The two seconds it took for that seemed to be an eternity, knowing that Farfarello would not be happy if Siberian died at this time. He removed his lips from the Japanese man's mouth and watched as his chest deflated. He did this once more, hoping for any signs of breathing and found none.

Schuldig normally couldn't care less about any of Weiß, but he did value certain parts of his body, his head and his dick were two of the more valued pieces of anatomy. Control of Farfarello was hard to maintain on any given day, but the Berserker was damn near impossible. Schuldig didn't want the damaged caused coming out or off of him or out of his wallet. It was safer for the other three members of Schwarz to keep him relatively happy and in control.

The German now had to start the chest compressions, and he wasn't happy about this. Lucky for him, Crawford showed up finally, as Schuldig was no good at compression. He tended to break the bones from to much pressure.

Crawford kneeled next to the seemingly dead man; he swiftly located the bottom of Hidaka's ribcage with his index and middle fingers of the hand closest to Hidaka's feet. He kept his fingers together as he slid his fingers up to the Japanese man's breast bone. He then spread his index and middle fingers, leaving the middle finger higher up and the index lower on the breast bone.

The American Placed the heel of his other hand on the sternum next to the index finger in the notch in the rib cage. He placed the hand used to locate the notch at the rib cage on top and parallel to the hand that is on the sternum. He then interlocked his fingers and leaned over Hidaka, keeping his arms and elbows in a straight and locked position.

He then positioned his shoulders directly over his hands and depressed Hidaka's sternum. He let up completely with out losing contact with the chest beneath his hands and smoothly completed fifteen before backing off quickly to let Schuldig perform the mouth to mouth twice more

They continued the tag team resuscitation for several more rounds before Hidaka gave a gasp and started sputtering back to life. The young man's blue green eyes were large with confusion and shock. The two Schwarz members backed off to allow him space to breathe.

He curled into a ball with his back to them as he concentrated on nothing but sucking oxygen into his deprived lungs and body. he didn't care that Schuldig and Crawford were there and he didn't care that he was wracked with shock and cold shudders. What he did care about was that some parts of his sore body were making them selves known and the pain was excruciating. He never felt the blanket that was wrapped around his shuddering form.

What he did notice was that he was being, none too carefully, hauled into some one's arms as if he was a child and carried off. That was the last thing he noticed before he passed out from the shock…

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Anendee: well hell, I hadn't planned for that to happen! Sorry Ken! I really am. (is faced with a fuming Ken, a pissed off Farfarello a glaring Ran and a Smirking Schuldig.)

Schuldig,: hey. I don't mind, I got to kiss him (contuinues with his self satified smirk)

In unison the other three say: IT WASN'T A REAL KISS!!!

Farf: you know I can still remove one of the 2 most precious things to you and u will still function as a telepath. (toying with a dull blade he keeps that way for just that reason)

Ran: and I can remove the other part and never have to worry about you ever again. (Katana sheathed but his hand is on the hilt)

Ken: I don't know about you, but I don't think I would want to piss off either of them right now.

Schuldig pales: (gulp) You know I think your thoughts are all uncharitable and that I really have some appointment to keep. (Dashes for the door)

Crawford: I could have seen all that coming with out a vision.

Anendee: Yeah well can you see what I'm going to type next?

Crawford: one of the future possibilities is the #$@!%)*& scene. But that is just one of many as you have just proven with this particular chapter. (adjusts his glasses)

Anendee: know -it -all. You will forgive me right Ken? You know I torture, cuz I care.

Gets dirty looks from all three.

Anendee: you know what? I think I'm going to see what my roommate is up to, gottagobye! (sprints for door)