UNTITLED I

By Tsukime P. Heap

[A/N: This is not for the faint-hearted. PG18. 18 below, please close the window and stop yourself from reading before it's too late]

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Now I'm of consenting age
To be forgetting you in a cabarette
Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen
May even ask ask my name

Abaven sat back on the VIP couch of the newest bar in town school is still a week away so he decided to relax (or drown his sorrows since Fallon still hadn't noticed his ardor for her). It was frustrating him that he's currently at loss on what to do about it, since he belivd he'd done all he can. Sighing, he set down his sniffer, ignoring the hubhub of outlandish and barely-covered women around him. They had sat beside and around him without asking permission and he had accomodated them, though he was mostly on automatic pilot.

As she sheds her skin on stage
I'm seated and sweating to the dance song on the club's PA
And the stip joint veteran sits two away
Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri

He barely heard the blaring music, barely saw the strip, cage, and pole dancers on the stage. He was feeling that melancholic when the crowd parted briefly and he saw a familiar head of black hair with blue highlights pass through. Frowning, he excused himself from his gaggle of girls, which took him a good 15 minutes. Going into stealth-mode, he blended into his surroundings and investigated every single room of the building. So far, none was suspicious aside from the usual selling-of-flesh sort (he averted his gaze from those scenes so as not to be a voyeur), and still no sight of Kouri. He was pretty sure now that it was her. After all, who in HADES is that short --he noticed that since she wasn't wearing heels earlier-- and that voluptous?

The door he faced now was the last one on the hallway of the top floor of the building. Muted music could be heard thorugh the doorway as he placed his hand on the knob.

If I said my heart was beating loud
If we could escape the crowd somehow
If I said I want your body now
Would you hold it against me

He opened the door stealthily and stopped dead on his tracks. The scene was too mind-boggling to contemplate. What was the 16-year-old innocent girl doing here naked and trying to seduce a middle-aged man? Isn't this the very girl who had been immune to my seduction and who Xenon swore was too child-like to even know what seduction means? he wondered as he tried to make sense of things. She was on top of the man, doing things that would've made a new revised edition of the Kama Sutra.

Cause you feel like paradise
I need a vacation tonight
So if I said I want your body now
Would you hold it against me

The girl glanced at him briefly and raised an eyebrow. In that brief glance, he saw her eyes, bright yellow, rimmed with red were her irises. He heard her sigh. Not one from pleasure but it's as if she was bored with all this and merely found his presence an annoyance.

He watched as she traced her fingers down the chest of the man, drawing out a moan from him. She had really long fingernails. Just as Abaven decided to exit the scene (to spare himself the embarassment), he saw a spurt of something bright red which he realized was blood. The girl had opened the man's chest with her own fingernails. Before the blood could splatter, however, it froze in mid-air like a grotesque still life painting. She delved her fingers deeper into his chest and, her other hand coming up to help, opened the chest cavity. The rib cage wasn't a problem. She just froze them and chipped them away, one by one, each with a sickening crunch as they broke off, throwing them over her shoulder. She seemed to be enjoying it, seemed to be enjoying the frozen terror in the face of her victim whose body was now immobile due to the freezing of his extremities. The man's heart was next as she simply wrenched it out of his chest and, to Abaven's utter horror, stuck it inside the mans's mouth until he was choking from it.

Satisfied with her work of art, she dismounted from the man, calmly slipped into her robe and slowly moved towards the door. It was then that Abaven noticed the white wolf following her.

Stopping before him, the wolf growled. The girl patted the wolf's head. "Wolfram, be nice," she said in a melodic voice similar to Kouri's but was too potent with seductive promises to be that of a normal human. She turned to Abaven and smiled. "I trust we will keep this little... show to ourselves," she suggested, her voice now laced with promised retribution if otherwise. "Oh, and please don't tell Kouri. She'd be... devastated to know she doesn't remember a thing."

She then laughed and said something to her wolf which made the said animal trot away and disappear into the shadows of the hallway.

Turning back to Abaven, she announced, "You can take me back to my dorm now." And promptly fainted.

V-DREALLI'S ARCHIVES: "La Regina Bianca" (The White Queen)

By Yvonne Mnzno

Centuries ago in ancient Etruscan civilization, there lived in a small village in Cadore a man whose wife was said to be a Longana. The wife did not only possess a beauty and intelligence far greater than any other humans but also an unusual ability to perceive nature and events. Years passed, through their ardent prayers to the gods, the couple's long awaited day had finally arrived one early morning. They were in awe as an albino child whose skin and hair glowed a radiant white and eyes similar to the color of the skies was born. The child was described as "la ragazza bell'e bianca" - beautiful and white, and so was named Bellianca. However, hours later, the joy from the couple' heart was immediately replaced with grief when they realized that the babe became still and cold. They mourned and cursed blatantly the god's for their cruelty and jealousy in stealing their daughter away from them. Later that night, on fullmoon, the couple still in deep sorrow decided to bury their child. When they were about to close the lid of the coffin, they heard a shrill wail and what they saw was not the white-haired babe they knew. The hair now was black as well as its eyes. When the mother picked up the babe, she envisioned death which momentarily blinded her that she staggered.  Her shock was even worsen when she saw Bellianca's hands were real gold, just like the coffin where they had laid her. They believed the gods punished them for their insolence and blasphemy. And so the mother kept this terrible vision from herself, afraid of what was to come. It is then that the couple understood that Bellianca was endowed with an unnatural gift and fate they have to protect whatever the cost.

16 years later, Bellianca grew up as beautiful as her mother but  was confined within the boundaries of her home. Her parents, afraid of Death's grip just waiting outside those four tall walls, imprisoned her. "But for how long?"  Was always her question. Fate has robbed her the right to live normal. This, she realized the day she learned her true ability. Whenever she cried or when she's extremely sad, her hair and eyes would turn black just like her mother's and her arms, at her will, would become exactly the same trait and color with any metal she touches.

Everything had changed after Bellianca's 18th birthday prior to the Ostrogoth's invasion to Italy and the death of her father whom with great valor waged war against the Germanic tribe. Both mother and daughter fell into depression. Bellianca's white radiance was rarely seen while her ability was gradually evolving. Now the land was under a new rulership and kingdom. Odoacer declared himself Rex Italiae "King of Italy" and became most popular in scouring the land for exceptionally beautiful maidens, collecting and playing them like dolls.   

Bellianca and her mother

With this knowledge, Bellianca's mother hid her even more, resorting to living in a secret and concealed cove found deepest within the forest's heart. Here they lived scarcely but contented with all that nature has to offer.

Months after, a little rumor creeped out and spread within the village. This started out as an old man's claim, telling his neighbors about two fair nymphs or goddesses residing in some forest. Many laughed and ridiculed the codger's babble but somehow a young man, who was listening among the crowd, became curious as he wanted to see for himself these creatures they're all laughing about. His name was Februus, an apprentice to the king's smith.

So he went, searching into their village's forest until he found her, sleeping among wild flowers, astounded by an ethereal beauty. "Even the goddesses' themselves will be envious."  He was about to go and inform the king with this such beauty when the lady woke up. There and then bloomed a friendship, and weeks after flourished into love.

 Odoacer grew restless and disgruntled with all his consorts, his kingdom and with the dispute regarding the Romans. By now, the rumor in Cadore was brought to his knowledge and he ordered Februus, a dweller in this place, to fetch the nymph to his throne. True to his love for the maiden, Februus defied the king and returned empty handed. The king, greatly displeased, ordered him to the dungeons and unfairly sentenced him with treason. The next day, his death was announced to the whole kingdom. When Bellianca learned this, her eyes lost its soul and turned as black as coal.

Her mother, unusually blind with all these, awaken one morning and found her daughter missing. In her wide search in the forest, she bumped into Februus who was also searching for Bellianca. There, the young man told her everything. The mother was so furious that she wanted to kill the man right on the very spot he was standing but her love for her child overcame her that she agreed for the both of them to find her. They combed the woods, coves, caves and other possible places in the forest but still they couldn't find what they were looking for. Disheartened, the mother went back to their sanctuary forever waiting 'til the end while Februus returned to the palace to resume his duty.

When he arrived in the palace, he went immediately to his chamber and focused everything into the sword he was making, wanted to forget his sadness over Bellianca's disappearence. Also, he couldn't quite understand the king's sudden change of heart for setting him free and keeping him back for no apparent reason. For this, in particular, he thought that it was because of the imminent war with the Romans. Beheading a great sword smith and soldier like him would be such a waste.

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It had been weeks of torment and pain for Bellianca, daily watching her dearly beloved but only from afar. Never a single night when her tears wouldn't fall. If she could only call out his name...

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Finally, one day, Februus finished the sword and named it "Bianco" (white) as an honor to Bellianca. Hours later, the king sent for him and was told to bring his majesty's new sword that he made. Head bent, he came with the king's sword, accompanied by guards to the throne. He bowed low and unwrapped the sword. Februus handed the sword to the king but made a mistake of lifting his head. What he saw made him frozen in place far too long that the king shouted his name. Seated at the right side of the king was the second most beautiful being he set his eyes on. For a second there, he believed he saw Bellianca. If only his beloved had ebony black hair and eyes, then he would have certainly fought for her at that moment. Unfortunately, the king's call dragged him back to reality. Februus immediately apologized to the majesties,  embarrased for staring at the young queen.

 The Gothic War took place and Februus went to battle all for the queen's namesake. "All'inferno con il re, all'inferno con la mia vita. To hell with the king, to hell with my life." He thought. "This is for the Queen and for my beloved.Tutta la grandine la regina!" He shouted and surged the enemies with all that he had.

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Bellianca's eyes almost turned blue at that moment when their eyes met. And it would have so if it were not for Odoacer's interference. In Bellianca's gladness, the tip of her hair turned white but Februus missed it along with everything that was supposed to happen.

Bellianca, with full determination and courage, was planning to tell the truth to Februus once he comes back. Thoughts of the two of them living happily and peacefully together in a faraway land was enough that it brought her back her white radiance that she lost for many months now. It was only for her love's sake that she changed her name and gave herself to the king the day before Februus' death. With much sadness in her heart, she haven't noticed that her hair and eyes turned ebony black until the day of her marriage when she saw herself in front of the mirror.

She was nervously pacing back and forth in her room, setting their tryst and elopement in her mind. She never let bad thoughts ruin her mood, and she always assured herself that Februus would come back alive. Oh how she prayed to the gods that they will accompany him in victory.

It was past midnight and she was still awake and confined in her room when trumpets sounded within the castle. One heavily wounded soldier arrived and with him were the swords of the general and brave soldiers who perished in the war. At once, the swords were delivered to the wives and household of the soldier's family except for one that was carried in the smith's quarters at the back of the castle. She directly went to that quarter, careful so no one would see her. When she arrived at the door, the beating of her heart went wild and loud that she feared everyone might be awaken with it. It seemed that her body has a mind of its own as she entered the room, leading her to the place that drove her mad.

Last thing she remembered, she was running away, felt more like flying until her wings could take it no more and she fell deep into the abyss.

Bellianca awoke in a strange place. It was pitch dark and cold. "The Underworld. Yes, I'm in the Underworld. Februus will come for me here...and we will be together...for eternity."  But as soon as she opened her eyes, the moon welcomed her and illuminated the surrounding woods and the long gleaming sword lying beside her. She took the sword and lifted it with both hands towards the heavens.  She felt the cold fine blade and ran her fingers through it. She had with her both Februus' armor and sword.  Now, she's ready to be with him, forever, in the underworld.

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Bellianca woke in and out of conciousness. She heard voices and seen blurred faces, whispering incoherently and bustling about.

"What? The queen tried to kill herself?"
"Si. But its all right. The gods favored her. She was only sleeping..."
"It had been months and the baby..."
"..no...no. It musn't...It can't be."
"It's coming out!"

Bellianca couldn't comprehend clearly what they're talking about. Confused by all of this, she tried to speak but no words would come out, instead a long loud scream escaped from her. She felt pain all over her body specially in her middle. She had this throbbing sensation inside her stomach like some creature kicking, fighting, wanting to get out. She heard words of encouragement and commands from voices in her head. She wanted badly to claw open her stomach and remove the thing that was causing her so much pain. She gritted her teeth and with all her strength and will of seeing Februus again, blew her final and ultimate scream. It was then that every men in battle at this moment bellowed in chorus with the Queen and it echoed throughout Italia and throughout history.

*****

All these months, Bellianca had been neglecting the child inside her, Odoacer's son. Her act of suicide using Februus' sword was feared by the court, the Vehrar Drealli, as it could endanger the child. However, their belief was proven to be wrong. Back then, when Bellianca touched the blade, her body, her skin as well as the baby inside her absorbed its essense. Her evolved ability was transferred and consumed by the child therefore it didn't in any way harm her or her son. Her unexplainable immense sorrow and trauma for Februus' death was the reason that her system shut down and she fell in a coma. Even in this condition, the baby thrived and survived. Her mother's vision became true. The dead woman she saw in a pool of blood with a dark babe was Bellianca and the child that established a whole new eminent and powerful empire.


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Sorry if this is REALLY long *_*"
I dont know if this is considered to be a fanfic but uhm i hope it would be o_o
I hope you enjoy reading Ami Daeth's family legend :D

Winter's Kiss

By Athena B. & Thalia A.

Please go to this link: The Kiss and play it while reading. Thank You.

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It's winter in H.A.D.E.S and a certain young man couldn't get outside due to his fear of being drenched. He watched the fun outside through the crystal clear view from his window. He envied all the children happily playing for he could never experience the same thing and even more so because Louise was outside...........
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and Feli too of course.
As he turned towards the cold and darkness inside his room, his action caught the attention of a certain young girl by the name of Louise von Draisse. She felt his loneliness and despair coursing through her. She decided to give him an early Christmas gift. She took a small cooler and made as many snowballs as she could with the help of Felicienne. A small smile started to form on her face, with the idea of what she was about to do. Feli is curious as to why Louise is smiling stupidly. She had never seen her in this state but nevertheless she helped her.

They finished an hour before twilight and made their way towards the boy's dormitory. Louise just can't stop giggling while Feli was confused with the actions of her friend. Questions started to bounce in her mind but the only person that could answer it, was smiling stupidly beside her. They arrived at a familiar door. Louise knocked, waiting for the young lad to open his door for them. As the door was opened she saw the familiar stare with those gray eyes that she loved the most.

“Please explain to me exactly what are you doing here?” Zephyr announced. Louise simply smiled and threw a snowball straight at his frowning face. Zephyr wiped the mess on his face and glared at her.
“What the hell was that for?!” He all but shouted. Louise just giggled and threw another snowball at him while Feli laughed out loud at his predicament. Zephyr fuming with anger and embarrassment picked up a snowball and threw it at the giggling Louise. Louise wiped the snow off her face and gave the smirking Zephyr a deathly glare.
“What? You started it!” He cried, feeling defensive.  "Oh, yeah?" Louise replied. She picked a snowball, as well as Zephyr. They shouted at the same time "Let the snowball fight begin". Snowballs were flying all over the place as well as the echoes of their laughter.

With the help of Louise, Zephyr forgot his fear and his heart started to jump whenever he saw her smile, a feeling he never knew existed. Seeing her face just lights up he's day and whenever his with her he never feels lonely. He can't stop smiling due to the feeling that Louise had made him feel.

Dusk had descended upon them, the stars twinkling in delight, but they never seemed to notice. They were too fascinated with the happiness visible in their eyes, lost in their own little world. A world where there's no such thing as forbidden, a world where he and Louise could be free. At that moment, Zephyr's world have turned upside down. Everything seemed possible with her beside him, as though he can do anything.

Louise noticed that it was already dark and said "Oh...I think its time for us to go." Zephyr felt as though his heart dropped towards his feet. Inside his mind he said Please don`t go  but out loud he just said without any emotions present on his face, "Is it alright for you to go? Look, Feli is already fast asleep and I think it would be a crime for us to wake her up". Louise felt dumbfounded, Zephyr graciously suggested that they sleep in his room. Zephyr picked Feli up from where she had fallen asleep on the sofa and placed her on his bed. Louise, always fascinated with everything that he does, gave a little smile. Louise said " She seems like a little angel when she`s asleep" and Zephyr continued "But she`s like a human hurricane when she wakes up." Louise chuckled but was cut short when Zephyr pushed her towards the bed. Louise was speechless at his actions, her heart felt as though it would jump right out of her chest. She looked at those very lovable eyes and saw a glint there that she never saw before. His face came closer and closer, and Louise felt as though she would die from anticipation. A blush coated her pale face while staring at his gray eyes, that caused him to smile sweetly at her. As he came even closer, she closed her eyes trying to shy away from him. He smirked at her sudden withdrawal. He came closer and breathed in her ear which caused her to shiver involuntarily. He then muttered in a husky voice, "You can sleep on the bed tonight, I`ll take the couch.". As he turned away from her, she heaved a sigh. Half of relief and half of disappointment. He laid on the couch and Louise focused her eyes on the roaring flames of the fireplace.

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A half hour passed and Zephyr stood up from his place on the couch and checked on them. He found Louise fast asleep. The moonlight hit her directly on the face and in Zephyr's eyes she looked absolutely perfect. He couldn't help but smile and tuck a stray strand of hair from her face. As he looked at her, sleeping peacefully, the urge to kiss her was so irresistible, but he couldn't do that. He just settled for kissing her on the forehead and whispered "Thanks for today", before heading back to sleep. He never saw the small smile plastered on Louise's face and never heard her mutter "Zephyr".

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-special thanks to youtube and yhinnah for uploading the video-
-And Jarrah Cynth for letting us use her Chara-

Accel Rush/ Entrance Story: Kyre Zafirlust van Tempest

Dreams: Kyre Zafirlust van Tempest 

Loveless... Loveless... *the cold voice echoes in my ear* Loveless...
“What is this place? Where am I?” Darkness. All I can see is darkness... it envelopes me... I can hardly breathe... It's suffocating...Suddenly there was light, a blinding kind of light...
His figure sketched from the threatening shade... His hair waved lightly like fine threads in his silhouette, and bit by bit he was swallowed in darkness…

 “Brother? BROTHER!”

I woke up from my bed catching my breath as the alarm goes out of tune. It was the same dream ever since. I gasp for air just enough to keep me settle. My eyes glazed into the window and took a glimpse of the freezing dawn. My soul is somewhat invited by the calmness and coldness of the morning. The cold breeze kissed my cheek as it gives me the shivers down to my spine. It’s relaxing to see how the world kisses sunrise. I realized today is the day I’ll going to enter H.A.D.E.S, there I can say the summer has come to an end. Today is the start of the new challenge in my life, new faces to meet, new class schedule, trainings... “Oh well, who cares about this rubbish” all I want is to figure out where my brother is. I’ve been looking for him since I was a child. I should not give up, I can feel that he is still alive and I can sense he’s somewhere near. Oh those dream.

I got tired of dramas on dawn,”Oh okay, I have to prep things up. Will need to deliver the goods for Celesteine”.  I hurriedly showered and dried myself, change to my usual get up and off to go down the hills. I dropped by at an old favourite place, the Bread in Bricks, known for their tasty treats. Just a few blocks from the shop you can already see an old cranky house that looks more like a hollow tree. No doubt, an old fashioned man can only own such place.

I entered discreetly inside carrying those tasty breads. I slipped myself through a narrow door and approached the empty table welcoming my presence. I stored the bread on a fine porcelain covered pot to keep it cool. I tilted the lid a little to let the aroma sink in the odourless room. Just a few steps away, the door of his room beams with a smile, somewhat inviting me to come in. I walked towards his room and just a few steps away from his door, I trembled.” WHAT THE F?.” He was there lying naked on his bed sleeping like a sheep, what an awkward situation to be caught into. The sun is already rising and I have to go, I left a note and hurriedly walked myself to H.A.D.E.S. eating my breakfast.


Clothing, shelter, food, most of the people said that if you have everything you are lucky, but for me it’s useless,  no one has love me, only my cat Mimi *hugging Mimi*  Again, enough of the dramas.


I reached H.A.D.E.S. with no sweat. *One*two*three*four*five* “hey! Are you a new student in here?” a blonde hair with golden eyes ask me, I just look at her and walk just to show that I am not scared and pressured, her name is Jin a Junior alter wearing strange clothing that looks like a visual kei. We walked in lines together going to the entrance gate of HADES. She introduced herself and each were asked to state their name. “Introductions, how boring.” I always give them that naughty impression for them not to underestimate me.


We passed by the corridors and finally reached the hallway. “Abaven” The name that every girl screams, I wonder who that is. I saw a familiar person in his baggy clothing, it’s Celesteine talking to a girl whom I believe to be an Alter (Her uniform says it). Oh well people are clamouring around. “Rubbish, I’m just tired of this.”


“Kyre..I got your keys, we’ll be sharing rooms for the entire school year, so better to be good okay”. That voice, was somewhat familiar, just like in my dreams. Celesteine smiled calmly and he introduced me to the rest of the team.


This is where dream ends and reality will take place.

<< Khreistr Baskrville: The smell of happy thoughts 

Entrance Story: Ben Nashraine >>

Khreistr Baskrville: The smell of happy thoughts

    “Are you scared or what?”  He chuckled mockingly, turning on his flashlight and holding it just beneath his chin for effect.

                                    “Wha-what-? Why would I be?” The younger teen pouted, grabbing the flashlight from his companion and focused the artificial light unto the grassy floor.

                                    “then go on. Go on, bring me something from the tower.”



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Like any school, there is a rumored ghost which haunts the infamous H.A.D.E.S. academy.

Some say, it is the ghost of a malevolent snow prince, who once found and lost his beloved in the school grounds. And at present, is impatiently still waiting for her return.

Others argue that it is the spirit of a mute woman, forever silenced by the graveness of her sins, and imprisoned in the deepest of the old dungeons. And now in her death, she explores the school grounds in an act of forlorn wanderlust.

A couple of teachers and some students do think that there is no such ghost. Or they simply don’t believe in the ghost theories woven by those with restless minds during late night conversations.

The headmaster however knows that the usual empty seat usually set by the last left corner by the window is owned by a student, and not a ghost. A student who possesses what normal humans think to be as ghost-like abilities; going through walls and other more impossible objects. A student who isn’t very comfortable with people and prefers solitude.

Khrestr Baskerville: Instantaneous deconstruction and reconstruction of DNA sequence
Third Year
Verifier

She’s an anomaly in the system.

As a zygote, she was infected with a strange unearthly matter that granted her, her abilities. Which would classify her as either an accel, or an alter. But here she stands, a verifier.

It is strange, she thinks, feeling lost at that too. But now wasn’t the time for such things. Today was the first day of school for her third year over at h.a.d.e.s.. It was already morning and the stained glass window from far above greeted her with its eerie light.

She didn’t want to go. It was bothersome being cramped up with all those people…But Jin was probably already downstairs, waiting. She sat up and looked through the clock’s moving mechanical parts.

But Jin doesn’t like the abandoned amusement park where her clock tower stands.  So she probably isn’t there.  She plopped back down and rolled in bed, pulling the covers over herself.

Jin came over yesterday and the day before that. So why wouldn’t she be there now? Khreistr smiled to herself and kicked the covers away, hurriedly taking a quick bath and changing into clothes; A black and white vertical striped polo, whose sleeves were rolled up by the elbow, white slacks and black engineer boots.

Freshmen, say hello to the malevolent snow prince. (A/N: since khrei is flat chested, most people cant determine her exact gender xD)

Reaching into her fridge, she took out a cinnamon role and peeled off the plastic wrap after feeding her cats with fresh fish.

“Adachitoka-san. No. Sit down.” The Siamese cat with one blind eye stuck out its tongue at her and grabbed a small piece of cinnamon with his mouth. Khreister had 34 cats. And among them, only Adachitoka-san wanted her cinnamon roll. Frowning at the cat, she clipped on her belt bag, then dematerialized herself and fell through the floor unto the ground level, beside Jin, cinnamon roll still in her mouth.

Hwello Jiiii~n, mnnnngh.. waited long?

<< Jack Azen

Accel Rush/ Entrance Story: Kyre Zafirlust van Tempest >>

The Kizashi Chronicles: Never-ending Nightmare

By Cahill

The Kizashi Chronicles: “Never-ending nightmare”

Kizashi stood at the back of the girl’s dorm, waiting. On his hand was a piece of paper.
Written on it are the words “Meet me at the back of the girl’s dorm. Lyudmilla” and a kiss mark for its signature.
Kizashi inhaled thinking what could Lyudmilla want this time. The last time they met Kizashi was sent to the hospital for his bruises, severe cuts and a few broken bones, not to mention a couple of bullet wounds all over his body.

Lyud kicking Kizashi

Lyud punching Kizashi

Lyud hits Kizashi

A few minutes later of intense thinking Lyudmilla showed up.
Kizashi stood there waiting for Lyudmila’s strike. He was bracing himself for the impact.
There was none. Lyudmilla closed the gap to a mere meter and looked at him. Kizashi made eye contact with her.

Kizashi blushes

Lyudmilla opened her quivering mouth to speak.

“Ki..Ki..Kizashi-kun, would you go out with me?”

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Kizashi Screams

Kizashi woke up from his dream screaming.
Like hell that would happen. He thought.
There was no way Lyudmilla would do something like that.
Kizashi wiped the sweat off his face. Suddenly a soft knocking came from his door.
He stood there in fear of who might come in.
The door opened. It was Lyudmilla in her pajamas.
“Zashi-kun are you ok?”

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Kizashi screamed.
Kizashi once more woke up from his dream screaming like a girl. His dreams are getting weirder by the second. He removed his blanket to stand when he felt that something was pulling it. There was huge lump of something soft on the bed.
Kizashi uncovered it. It was Lyudmilla sleeping on his bed in a kinky black night gown.
Then Kizashi realized he was no longer wearing his usual pajamas, all he had was his boxer shorts.
He was horrified at the realization.

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He screamed once again.
Kizashi woke up from his dreams.
That was the last straw. I’ll ask Kouri if she could help me with my nightmares.
Kizashi rushed toward the girl’s dorm and loudly banged on Kouri’s door shouting,
“Kouri! Let me in! I’m scared!”
T he door opened slowly and Kizashi felt relieved.
But his relief did not last as he saw the figure inside.
“Kizashi you pervert!”
It was Lyudmila’s room and Kizashi just realize his mistake. Kouri’s room was beside Lyudmila’s.
“Die pervert!” Lyudmilla bellowed.

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The next day, Kouri woke up happily.
“Today the Kouri will play with Kizashi,” she said to herself.
She went out of her dorm to find Kizashi lying on the ground. She rushed to his side and asked what happened. She was shocked to see Kizashi full of cuts, bruises and wounds.
All Kizashi was able to say was
“Lyu..Lyudmila…” Then he collapsed.

#19 - Zephyr Vitalis

Name: Zephyr Vitalis
Age: 16
Classification: Accel - Manipulation & Stealth type
Birthdate: November 30,1994
Birthplace: Athens, Greece

Physical Description:
Before acceleration he had silver-haired and dark eyes. After acceleration his hair turned black, eyes lost color and turned gray. He has a  lean but muscular body. Often seen wearing a black hoodie or top with a red band on the sleeve, jeans and hi-tops.
His eyes somewhat change into that of a feline's when he accelerates.

Personality:
Silent and solitary, he is someone who likes to be by himself because he prefers his own company and feels anxious in social situations and he doesn't trust people enough to let them get too close to him. He never seems to notice anyone around him and only talks when he feels like it.
He is usually found on top a tree sleeping peacefully. Though he seems a loner on the outside, on the inside he desperately wants attention. He may not be popular as as some of the sought after seniors, but he has his share of admirer trailing after him, their kind of attention he can have without.

History:
Zephyr has no recollection of his past nor who he was. Vitalis was a something he randomly picked to use for HADES. Except for the fact that he has cat-like abilities, he cannot remember anything else, not even where he was born or where he had come from if it weren't for some documents he had with him, a report with some pages missing of his abilities and that the name Zephyr came with it. There was no mention of anything else regarding his identity.

Family: unknown

Special Abilities:
Feline Metamorphosis - while remaining human in form, he shows characteristic of the feline species from the elongated nails that serves as claws, keen sight and hearing, agile and nimble reflexes, and sharp instincts. All these occur whenever he accelerates.
Reality Warping - can only use this in acceleration mode and only when he grabs the victim for it to work most effectively. The diameter of this ability exerts around the span of his grasp and fades when he lets go. It is the ability to reshape matter and energy, create or alter forms, turn a person's thoughts or desires into reality (an illusion shown to them temporarily as long as they are withing his hold), and bend space. All these return to normal the moment he releases his hold.

Skills/Talents:
 Eidetic (photographic) memory
His cat-like abilities give him great reflexes and agility

Weaknesses:
Reality Warping is only a temporary occurence against the enemy as long as he is holding a part of their body, the effect completely disappears as soon as he releases his hold.Is lethargic during rainy and cold seasons, something to do with his feline characteristics.While he is agile, nimble and quick, he lacks power in his strength, only compensating with quick attacks or inflicting multiple injuries while avoiding being hit in return.
Has no idea what other abilities he is capable of due to lack of his past memories so makes do with what he has learned from the documents about him.

Major: Superior Agility and Close Combat
Minor: Energy Manipulation

Year & Grade Level: Freshman

#18 - Graciella Louise von Draisse

Name: Graciella Louise von Draisse
Age: 16
Classification: Verifier-hearing
Birth date: November 18 1994
Birthplace: Italy
Physical Description:        

“We don’t need another princess here in HADES; we have plenty of those here.”                    
-anonymous    

         She has long blue hair that reaches her waist and has the height of 5’5. Having the blood of an Italian, she tends to have bigger eyes and has the color of blue which she inherited from her Danish ancestors. She is always given the impression of a fragile princess due to her small and dainty face. She walks in a strutted way, as a consequence giving the people around her the idea that she’s a person of great importance.

“I don’t care what people say about the way I look, the important thing is I’m comfortable with it and I love it”-Louise

         Born in a family of high stature, she is always found wearing beautiful and elegant clothes (mostly dresses). She really loves gladiator and flat shoes. Her fashion sense is always the subject around girls her age. They say that it’s her way of showing her superiority and wealth over people.

Personality:      
     She was raised a pampered child together with her siblings and two doting parents who indulged them in whatever they asked for. Being brought up like a princess didn't spoil her gentle nature though.
     Prefers to be called Louise rather than her first name because she thinks it’s a little old-fashioned and outdated.

“The only thing i can say about her is that she's a black hole. She sucks the life out of me.”  -anonymous

 She’s a silent young lass which is often found holding or reading a book under the cherry blossom tree at the back of the school. She seldom speaks, only when necessary or when she wants to. She stays away from crowds and is rarely seen hanging out with people. She's an aloof type of person and emotionally cold. She has a black aura which forces the people around her to stay away and is often referred to as 'black hole'.

“Having a beautiful black aura isn’t always negative. It can signify mystery, transcendence of ordinary reality, magic, power and new potential” –Louise read it on the internet which was written by Julia-Melges Brenner

          Although she loves her black aura, she longs for the day when someone would take it all away. Once again make her life bright, sunny, beautiful and happy.

History:

 Louise is sitting in the corner of her room, sulking on this rainy day. Today is the death anniversary of her parents, as well as her beloved brother and sister. For some reason every time this day comes, it’s always raining and thunder claps after every lightning, as if the Gods above knew about the unbearable pain she’s going through. Every time this day passes every year, she would often be reminded about that bloody day wherein she witnessed with her own eyes the death of her family. “Damn this day. Why do you always come every single year and remind me of that cursed day” Louise said to herself. She closed her eyes, as she drifts to sleep.

6 years ago

“When I grow up, I want to be just like big brother” said the ten year old Louise to her beloved brother, the perfect person in Louise’s eyes. Strong, intelligent, loving, caring and would always be there for her whenever she needed him. He was the perfect role model and she hopes that one she would grow up just like him.

“Really? Nah…you don’t want to be like me, I don’t really listen well to what people have to say unlike you, Louise” her brother, Alexander, disagreed.

“Well, brother listens to me very, very well.” Louise replied with those big, innocent eyes. Alexander laughs at the innocence of his younger sister. Oh, how he adores those big aqua eyes and the way she smiles makes her so irresistible.

“Very well but for now let`s just go inside the house. I think it’s going to rain and mamma will be angry if you get sick”

“Yes Alexander” Louise agreed to take shelter from this upcoming storm. Little did she know that this was the last day she will see the face of those who she loves most.

Later, that night

 It was a bloody memory of all her loved ones when an unknown man came on that stormy night. Their father had woken to the sound and went to check. When he didn't return his wife went to search for him. Her scream moments later had roused the children. As the youngest of the brood, her brother had bundled her into a closet before he went to inspect the disturbance. For a long time she waited. Straining to hear the slightest sound for anyone to come and let her out of her hiding place. It seemed like hours that she finally heard indistinct and broken noises that she
finally wriggled out of the cocoon of quilts and blankets her older brother had wrapped her in. The lights had gone out just as she pushed the closet door open. She gently made her way to where the sounds were coming from. It was becoming clearer and more audible as she became closer to the living room. Seeing silhouettes at every flash of lightning, she immediately scurried to the coat closet and listened to the echoes of agony and torment.

Her mother was whimpering about the sight of her dead husband. It was a gruesome sight to see, something that came out of a horror film. Her father’s head was turned to a full 180 degrees and his heart was out of his body. Her brother was groaning in pain and her sister was sobbing at the sight her eyes had witness.

It was her mother's whimpering, groaning and sobbing from her siblings that made up the array of bouncing waves and vibrations she could detect that painted her brutal picture. Her mother was at the side of the hideous corpse of her father and her siblings were at the corner staring at the silhouette by the window.

In the midst of darkness, the stranger, enjoying the sight his beholding, started to move closer to her mother and did what he enjoyed most. Her scream mingled with her siblings as they saw it briefly in the quick burst of lightning. Her siblings never saw the killing strike but Louise saw it clearly through the shrieks of pain her mother let go. The killer choked her mother until she can no longer utter a word and then broke her neck. He then turned to her brother and sister, and turned them into a human pretzel. As a souvenir of his doing, he detaches the eye of the man his boss detests the most. After doing so, he disappeared in the cold rainy night. As for Louise, she stayed at the closet until dawn broke, for she was terror-stricken by the sounds she heard last night. She then saw her once so blissful family, is now an inhospitable corpse.

She was left in the custody of her only living relative, her uncle. She was in a state of shock, until she heard the familiar voice that was present at the night of her family’s death. She followed the sound that brought the memory of that terrifying night. It leads her to her uncle’s room where she saw the man that was forever portrayed in her memory as the murderer of her family. Her uncle noticed her presence and had told her to go to her room which she did without hesitation. She listened to their conversation until she learned that the man she’s been living with was the one accounted for her living nightmare. He hired the man so he could get the family’s fortune and he has already fixed the day of her death.

Learning her uncle’s mischievous plans, she took her time to recuperate under his care. She planned for her future and her vengeance for her family. Recognizing her new ability, she trained herself to put a point on her new skill. She then seeks vengeance for her family and to uncover the mystery about the man at the night of the murder. Louise learned that the man was from a new breed of humans that has an accelerated DNA or gene which gives them an ability/skill almost compared to a God, otherwise known as an accel.

The accel that killed her family, as well as her uncle, died in her own hands.

“Revenge is always a sweet game, but it will become sweeter if they died in your own hands.” Louise once said to herself on the day of her vengeance.

She then detested accels and herself for being one of those…how shall we put it…freaks. But she later learned that she was a verifier.

Since that bloody day, she placed an impregnable wall around herself, wherein only a few can breach, particularly people she considered friends.


Family: Parents (deceased)
             Siblings (deceased)

Special Abilities:

-superior hearing
      she has the ability to pick up sound waves faster than an average human and can detect ultrasound like that of a bat. She can also pinpoint or perceive the distance and direction of the object that is making the sound. She can forage and navigate in total darkness through the help of the vibrations made by the object. She can also know the size of the object and where it is going.

-Fast and agile

Skills/Talents:
Has a photographic memory, achieves anything as long as she sets her mind on it

Weaknesses:
When words are muffled together and when there are shrill noises that could damage her hearing.

Major:
-martial arts
-Knife throwing (With the use of her superior hearing, she could easily hit a target at a certain range)
-Learning the human anatomy (so she would know the vital places to hit)

Minor:
-Music

Year & Grade Level: freshman

How i came to know HADES

By Athena B.

First story that i ever made
Hope you like it XD

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Aish. I`m so tired.

Its been a long day at this freaking funeral and people kept on staring at me, giving me those stupid words of comfort. Hello people, as if i give a damn. Why would i need your words of comfort when i`m the one that killed my uncle. Yes, i killed my uncle, so don`t be shock when i`m cursing him, in my mind at least. I need to maintain my image as the innocent young girl who lost all of her family members. Boo-hoo for me....yeah right....

Anyway, i`m here standing by the sidelines, holding my white teddy bear, watching my uncle`s casket being reeled down the Earth. And for once in my life i am happy seeing a person being buried. He deserves it and i wish he would rot in hell. Wait, i don't need to wish for that to happen anymore. I`m pretty sure his already there, burning by the hands of Lucifer. What he did destroyed my once so perfect life and I`m very happy that i killed him with my own hands.

"Goodbye uncle" i said as sweetly as possible without me throwing up. People just stared at me, pitying this innocent,silent little girl.

"Poor kid, i wonder who will take care of her?" i heard a person saying
"Yeah. I heard that child became so silent ever since the death of her family. She just wouldn't utter a word, even to her own uncle" replied the other. What a stupid thing to say. What person in the right mind would do that? I mean, would you talk to the person accountable of the death of your family? No right!? Stupid...

I stared at the casket being deposited with soil until it is no longer visible. I just kept on staring, listening to the words of pity people have been saying. And i´m telling you that i´m sick of it. That`s the only thing that i´ve been hearing the whole month. Damn you people! Would you stop it? I think my ears are getting an infection.

I sat down after the casket was gone from my sight. I kept on listening to the people around me. They have been talking and crying about the death of a good man. Good man my ass. If i were to choose between crying and talking about him, i would do neither. I would rather dance on his grave, naked if i have to. It beats talking about a worthless man like him.

I continued to listen to their pathetic  conversation and commented, in my mind of course, at every sentence they said.

"He was a good man, an angel you might say."  Ptchh...maybe to you but to me his an angel of light, otherwise known as satan.
"I have known him for a while and he was indeed an unselfish person"  Correction, you meant selfish person
"Life is really unfair, why did god take a good man like him?" God!? Did he even know him? Maybe he did but he idolized Lucifer more.


"Milady, we need to go" Martinus, my butler, snapped me out from my thoughts.
"Ok" i replied

We slowly made our way to the car. I yawned. I`m really tired and i want to lay in bed and sleep the whole day away. If only life were that easy. I still need to meet people i don`t know. They say they need to talk to me regarding the death of my uncle. Aish. How bothersome.

The whole ride to the house was silent and i`m glad that it is. Ever since I gained this ability of mine, i was no longer privileged with the word "silence". I can hear everything around me, even if the sound was made 5 miles away. People might say that its a super power, but to me its super annoying. I can`t  get  decent sleep, can`t read a book in silence and i`m tired with the noises around me.

We arrived at the house earlier than i thought. I guess i was too preoccupied with my thoughts that i did not noticed my surroundings. I went out of the car and walked towards the direction of my house. I guess the only thing good about the death of my family is that i have all the money that i can spend. I went upstairs and laid in bed, hoping i can rest even for a while. Alas, i was in vain. I heard a plate touch the ground and our housekeeper screaming as if there's no tomorrow. Aish, remind me to make my room sound proof next time.

Should i go downstairs?  i asked myself
Yes!
 No!
 Why?
Cuz im lazy!
Just go!
I said no!

I decided to go downstairs rather than wasting my time debating to myself. I lazily stood up and walked towards the door. I went for the stairs and heard voices that were unknown to me. Why Didn't i noticed them? i should have known that they were coming through the sounds of their footsteps.

"Where is the girl?" said the stranger. "Tell us where she is. If you don't then you will be imprisoned due to defying the government" stated the other. Could it be that they have known that i killed my uncle? No it cant be, i did it without a single trace of evidence. Or could there be a witness?

"I'm here" i said, as i was coming down the stairs. I need to find out their reason why they came looking for me. I need to know every single detail for me to execute a plan."Who are you? and why are you looking for me?" i asked sweetly, looking straight into their eyes.There was nothing in their eyes except for disgust.

"Ah...Miss von Draisse, were sorry for barging rudely in your house but were here to pick you up?" Pick me up? What do they want from me? No, more importantly where do they want to take me?
"Where are we going?" i asked

"Please don't ask questions, just come with us. We will give you an hour to pack your belongings. Don't worry,we were given orders not to hurt you." He added

I nodded my head in agreement. I went upstairs and started to pack. What do they want? How did they learn about me? Is there a place for people like me? There are lots of question going through my mind right now and i need a person to answer it. A person who knew about the this new world that i have set foot on.

I went downstairs carrying my bags and there i saw the two strangers sitting leisurely on the white couch. They stood up as they saw me.

We went outside as they led me to a black car. We were silent the whole time and it got quieter as we drove to a place i don't know. Questions started to bounce in my mind again, like where would they take me? who are these people? and so on and so forth. I closed my eyes and placed those thoughts at the farthest part of my mind. i would soon get my answers as i get to that place. I slowly drifted to sleep and visited dreamland.

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"Wake up, were here" a person patted my shoulder. I slowly opened my eyes and i can say that i  have slept for a long time since its already dark outside. I stepped outside the car and found myself at the airport. The airport? What are we doing here?

We made our way towards the entrance and went through the usual process. We sat down on one of the chairs and again, silence.

The seconds ticked. It turned to minutes and those minutes turned to hours. I am tired of waiting and the curiosity is killing me.

"Your plane is here" said the stranger with sunglasses.
"Here's your plane ticket and enrollment forms. Were sorry but we cannot accompany you towards your destination. Have a nice and safe flight" after saying that they just left. I was left there, speechless.

Aish. Damn you people! You barged into my house and just left me here?! I hope you rot in hell! If you die, i would really dance at your own funeral! Damn you! Damn, Damn Damn.  Ok, i`m done cursing. They really got into my nerves. Aish.

I looked at the papers that were handed to me. It read HUMAN ADVANCEMENT and DEVELOPMENT in EXCELLENCE STUDIES. I`ve never heard of this school before. Is it new? What does this school specialized in? Why would they want me to enroll here?

"Passengers of Flight A555 towards (where is HADES Located?) please board the plane now" I heard the lady behind intercom say. Looks like i`m leaving.


 

ABAVEN & XENON FIC: Take Outs

By Shinju Oe

Now it was to Xenon's knowledge that his room mate, Abaven Shahe is a womanizer.  And yes, they have agreed to the rules regarding BRINGING HOME TAKE OUTS. RULE IS: No...NO TAKE OUTS in the ROOM!  Xenon muttered obscenities to himself while squatting just outside the door of his room... Someone is obviously HOME!  And it's not just Abaven.  He can hear a lady screaming... He covered his ears.

"Ah...AH!"

He winced, eyes twitching.  He has work to do and unfortunately...his laptop is INSIDE the room.  THE ROOM is where Abaven is...WITH SOMEONE....

"AAAAAHHHH!"

A nerve twitched once more.  If he can't finish the project, he's bound to get fried by the doc.  And he'd rather DIE than get himself played with by Dr. TORTURE!!!  He stood up...suck in some air for resolve and knocked on the door.  "SHAHE!  I THINK WE HAVE TO TALK!!!"

"No...NO....AAAHHH!"

With every word, Xenon's posture slouched.  He listened through the door and can feel the commotion inside the room.  God forbid all the things that comes to mind!  He took a step away from the door.  "I can't take this anymore!"  Blushing like a schoolgirl, he knocked once more...HARDER this time.  "HEY!  I THOUGHT WE'VE AGREED TO NOT LET THIS HAPPEN!"

"Just a....AAAHHH!  TAKE THIS!"

A vein popped.  "NO WAY! GET OUT NOW OR I'M GOING TO KNOCK DOWN THIS DOOR!!!"  There is no reply.  "ABAVEN!?  GET YOUR LADY FRIEND DRESSED I'M BARGING IN NOW!!!"  Xenon destroyed the door and stumbled in.  He covered his eyes and stared at the floor.  "Whoever you are, lady...get out now."

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!?!"

It was Abaven's voice.  Xenon looked up to find his room mate on HIS bed...shoes and all with HIS slipper in hand.  "What is wrong with you?"  He looked about the room and found it in CHAOS.

"THERE IT GOES!!!"

The slipper flew to the other side of the room with a loud smack on the wall.  Xenon blinked.  "What the hell...?"

"DAMN!  I MISSED AGAIN!!!"  Abaven slowly walked to the slipper that landed in front of Xenon.  Just as he took it in his hand...the insect flew to his face.  "AAAAAHHHH! AAAAHHHH!!!!! AAAHHHH!!!"  He scampered and ended up jumping Xenon.

Xenon flinched at the sudden weight on him.  "AARGGH!"  He froze as Abaven clung like a terrified kid.  "What is wrong with you!?"

Abaven hiked up his legs and wrapped them around Xenon's.  "Save me!"  He pointed at the cockroach on the floor.

Xenon's vein popped once more.  Is this the reason he was detained outside his own room for HOURS?!?!?!  He threw Abaven to the floor.  "GET OF ME!!!!"

-END-

Abaven's Despair

 By Shinju Oe

A/N: Part 2 of The Shahe Legacy. This is the time when Abaven is to meet the woman chosen or him...and he's already trying to reason out with himself if it's okay to be angry at Fallon for never giving him a chance... Meeting Fallon...on the assign venue for his personal meeting with his fiance...huhummm~ Hope you like this....

So long to you, my love
Don’t be afraid to runaway
I know you’ll be okay
Just take your time…to find

"His time if running out."

Desperation never does him any good.

Isn’t it just right to expect something from the person you’ve pleased in years? But did I really please her? The very idea made him smile bitterly. The truth is, he really doesn’t care if Fallon understands these feelings…truly… And yet, he craves for her attention – for a little love. His time is running out.

What does it take for her to give me a smile?

Just one would suffice. It takes only that to strengthen his resolve.

This is madness…

“Sir, the shipping came earlier than expected.”

Abaven merely nodded and the secretary left his huge office overlooking the vast metropolis – the office he built his dream in.

A multi-billion drug syndicate that started all because I wanted to please her…


He covered his face. Is he really trying to get angry with her? You can't blame her! You didn't even tell her you love her! A voice in his head shouted. True. He's too afraid she'd reject her...so tailing her seems to be the better option. At that time...at least.

He went back home to his apartment outside of HADES. He doesn't need Xenon to question his unusual actions. He lied on his bed staring at the ceiling. Does she even care…? He asked himself. Of course not, you dolt… She doesn’t know… He can feel his eyes water. Yes, she doesn’t know. All she knows of me is that I’m someone who annoys her to no ends…someone who supplies her medicines… I’m just someone in her world… The tears came. He chuckled to himself. He has always been a cry baby.

The mere thought of her knowing it's him was too much to handle.

 But I need you here tonight
I need you here inside
I need you here tonight
I really, really need you here…tonight.

He stared at his mobile phone. Before he knows it, he's already dialing her number. And before he could hang up, her voice answered,

"Hello, who's this?"

He just froze.

"Hello?"

He bit his lower lip.

"I'm gonna hang up now..."

"Hey." He replied. "It's me..." There was a long pause.

"Shahe?"

The mere thought of her knowing it's him was too much to handle. It's not what he wants her to call him...but hearing her recognize his voice is enough. She recognizes me... He smiled. "Wow... You know my voice."

"Why'd you call? It's almost midnight."

"Well... I'm just wondering if you're okay?" He asked not knowing what else to say. He has called her before but...never in this state. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Hurry up then."

"She remembers."

 Abaven took a deep breath. "Can you remember the first time you met me?" The long silence followed. "Hello?"

"I don't want to remind you...but you're the gigolo who tried to trip me."

There was a click and the line went dead. Abaven stared at the wall opposite his bed. She remembers...

Tomorrow, he will meet The Woman his father prepared for him.

Made up my mind on this
It’s too late for me to hold you back
Maybe too short or dumb
To cry for you but I will anyway
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He's ready.

 The Westtown Hotel is bustling with people - vacationers, guests, regulars... But when he entered the dining area, it was as silent as the grave. He immediately saw a woman by the wide windows in a corner surrounded by no one. I see that dad really went out of his way to make this a Special meeting... He walked towards the woman - every step weighs like a ton. The Woman has long straight black hair and a very nice physique. There is no doubt she is beautiful. When he is but a step away, he bowed and greeted her. "Good morning."

"Hi! Good morning!"

The woman stood up almost tipping her glass on the table. Abaven smiled to himself. She's nervous...and she obviously likes me. He smiled kindly to her and helped her to sit once more. "Please..."

"Hi. I'm sorry...it's just that it's my first time seeing you... You know what? Your dad said you used to model for..."

Abaven stared at the beautiful woman in front of him who kept on babbling non-stop. He acts interested and thanked his stars that at the very least, he could manipulate this woman into thinking he likes her - a very normal act for him. He sipped his wine as he listened but his eyes are already wandering around the hotel. Part of his is already observing the people around them...near the entrance, the lobby...the reception area...the... He stopped. He could sense a very familiar presence walking out of the elevator. "Excuse me." Without thinking, he stood up and rushed off to the entrance of the dining hall where it connects to the elevator nearby. But before he could go any further, a woman entered the dining hall wearing an executive suit. Fallon...

"Congratulations."

 Fallon stopped in her tracks when she was Abaven in front of her. "And...what are you doing here? I'm having a business meeting, Shahe... I don't have time to spare." She looked to the sides and saw the woman behind Abaven. "I see. Well, I hope you have a good time, Shahe..." She walked towards a long table as her staff followed behind her.

"I'm getting married, Altair..." He said not turning to face her. "Don't you want to co~"

"Congratulations."

The voice pierced him more than a knife. Steel yourself...she doesn't mean it... He sighed heavily and turned to the woman beside him. "Now...Eloise, shall we go back to our table? I'm sorry for the sudden disturbance..." He escorted her to where they were seated.

"Do you know her?"

"Why do I care?" Fallon wondered.

It's all my fault
To feel this way for you that day
I know I am and I will...
Though it's wrong, so wrong, so wrong...

Abaven wanted to shout out... I just talked to her, stupid! Of course I know her! But he smiled and replied. "She's a good friend of mine. As you can see...she's busy so I think she's just a little on the edge..."

Eloise laughed nervously. "Haha... I thought she's one of your lovers..."

If only... Abaven seated himself maintaining his immaculate smile. "Of course not! Hahahah!" But deep inside, he's already bleeding.

Not far from where he's seated, eyes silently observing. He's really getting married... What the hell am I bothered for? She shook her head.




A/N: THANK GOD all the depressing things are FINISHED! Hope you guys like this! Domo~

Jack Azen

Night of April 1st, a cry was heard outside the house of Paula Azen. A baby was lying on their doorsteps, the boy's cry breaking the silence of nightfall. A dagger hung around his neck, a pendant of some sort. Mrs. Azen took him up into her arms and tried to soften the baby's cry, but the boy ceased to stop its crying. Until Mrs. Azen sang softly, the boy finally slept and had rest, adopted and given the name of Jack Azen.

When morning arrived, little Jack Azen slept on the bed alongside Paula and James Azen. Paula just woke up and shocked to see Jack hardly breathing. His pulse was still there and his little heart beating softly, he just won't wake and seemed to be in a state of sleep that cannot be broken. When nightfall came, while preparing dinner, Mrs. Azen was surprised to hear Jack cry once more. James tried to calm the baby down but Jack would not stop crying, until Paula Azen stepped into the room, singing softly and with that, Jack calmed down and looked at both of them with eyes the shade of blood.

Childhood was a hard time for Jack. When he turned 3 years old , he could awaken during daytime , though not as energetic and active as night. His foster parents tried to get him to blend in with the other kids, but he felt alone and would rather wish to be by himself. His only companion was his dagger, he would stay up all night and practice using his dagger. Slashing and stabbing until he felt weary and tired. Afterwards he would lie down on the grass and stare at the sky, wondering about why he felt so different. Why he felt in his own way, rather special. He'd think about it and would fall asleep still dreaming about his purpose.

Jack Azen grew up in his own way, not the way his parents wanted, not the way anyone else expected him to be. He would do things in his own way, as perfectly as he can and then when everything falls apart, he would lose it and will hardly believe the fact that he failed. He wears his dagger and would spend his time by himself, practicing on how to use his dagger. Until the whole 5th grade went out for a camping trip, he discovered something else he could do. Azen has this crush on his classmate, Samantha, he would stare at her and when she stares back, he would look away. Distancing away from the rest, he lit his own bonfire and poked around it, playing with the stones. He saw Samantha talking and laughing with his classmate, she was having such a good time and Azen felt jealous. He felt angry that someone else should be there talking to her and taking all the attention. The fire blazed and scorched his shirt. Shocked and amazed, that was when Jack discovered he could command the elements themselves. He willed himself to do it again concentrating and he discovered the fire blazing wherever he wanted it to be. As time passed he discovered he had limited control over electricity, water and air as well.

A year later, Jack got into a fight when he stood up to 3 of the school's bullies. Night came and he was walking home when they appeared, each of them brandishing a weapon of some sort, while Jack was alone and only had his dagger. One of the assailants attacked first and Jack dodged perfectly , he tried to retaliate as best as he could but he was outnumbered. Angry at himself for not being able to stand up to these jerks, wings sprouted from his back.  Blue wings that gave him flight, that gave him an advantage against these bullies. The three ran and Jack was left soaring amidst the clouds, exploring his new found ability.

The next morning, two mysterious visitors took him away from his parents, telling the Azen's that the government has a special scholarship for someone like Jack. They took him to HADES, telling him it's an institution where he could develop his abilities, improve his skills and learn more about what he is able to do.

Through the school and the freedom he gained, he could practice anywhere and was encouraged to use the best of his abilities. He felt at home, and he felt that he really was special. His ruby red eyes gleamed at the prospect of training himself , and being the best there is.

First day of the new school year, the first streaks of daylight poured throught the room. Jack wasn't in any mood to be up and jumping anytime soon, and slept for 15 more minutes before he headed towards the cafeteria. Everything seemed so normal to him, except now they were classed as either Alters , Accels , or Verifiers.

He was an Accel, someone who had special skills and was physically or mentally different from others. Scanning the cafeteria, he didn't find a single empty table, though preferring to be alone rather than eating with someone else, he was left with no choice but to share a table with someone he didn't even knew. He found a table with a girl having gold eyes. She introduced herself as Jin Kotobukiya. She was an Accel as well, and was new as well. Jack introduced himself briefly and ate in silence, while Jin trying to strike a conversation with him. Another person sat down and said nothing, her  identification tag says Ami Daeth.

Jack stared at her and she stared back, no words being exchanged just both of them staring at each other. Jin broke the ice and introduced herself to Ami, which she responded by staring at Jin this time. Jack looked at the two and wondered if the entire student body was a little like these two in front of him. Well the school year just started and he was about to find out. 

<< FALLON ALTAIR: Impenetrable Mask

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How I Went on a Late Night Excursion

By Tsukime P. Heap

Circle me and the needle moves gracefully
Back and forth
If my heart was a compass you’ll be north
Risk it all
I will catch you if you fall
Wherever you go
If my heart was a house you’d be home…

Kouri sniffed. The song was so sweet and the voice of the singer, Adam Young of Owl City, was enough to make her melt. He was really a genius! How she hoped she’ll be as talented as he is someday.

Closing her new Apple notebook, she stretched her back. Research always gave her a backache. She was certain of it. Not the position of lying on her stomach and propping pillows beneath her chin but the research itself. Yeah…

Mitsuri with attitude

She walked toward the window. Mitsuri, her friend owl landed on the sill and gently gave her a ‘hello’ peck on the arm. Kouri smiled, still amazed that the owl, the first one that ever visited her, always kept coming back. She gave him the name on the fifth time he had returned and they were inseparable ever since.

A movement below caught her attention. She thought she saw Kizashi and, carrying Mitsuri, hurried down the stairs and out of the building. He wasn’t there when she finally stepped foot outside. Pouting, she made a decision to hunt him down and drag him out for some chocolate drink (for him) and chocolate bar (for her).

Humming, she skipped down the shadowy street, already tasting the chocolate in her tongue. Frozen chocolate is the best!

Something lunged out of an alley and Mitsuri panicked and flew away from Kouri’s loose hold and into the night.

“Mitsuri! Mitsuri! Return to the Kouri please!” she begged Mitsuri’s disappearing form.

Lonely at being left alone, she fought the tears that were threatening to roll down her cheeks. She was worried of her owl, and what was that thing that lunged at her? As she was contemplating under the dim light of the post lamp, a figure emerged from the same alley and spoke, “I’m Athana.”

Kouri squealed in surprised and turned around. In front of her was a blonde lady wearing twin pigtails, looking winded and tired. “Hi! The name is Kouri. Why the Athana tired?”

Athana looked at the strange girl before her wearing light pink pajamas with owl pictures which did nothing to hide her curves and a pair of purple bedroom slippers with owl eyes. She shouldn’t be out tonight wearing those thin pajamas, Athana decided. “My cat ran after your owl,” she said, then as if as an afterthought, she continued, “Sorry.”

Kouri nodded. “Daijobu,” she replied, hooking her arm around Athana’s. “The Athana go with the Kouri and look for Mitsuri and the cat.”

Athana nodded and the two walked around the school. When they passed by the the swimming pool, Athana suddenly said, “Over there.” She pointed at the entrance to the lockers.

Kouri quietly enterd the area of the swimming pool and headed straight towards the locker rooms. “Doku?” she asked Athana.

Athana pointed at the door named “Boys’ Locker Room”.

“They sure do name their rooms and buildings strange here in HADES,” Kouri said thoughtfully.

Athana just shrugged and pushed the door open. What she saw stopped her, effectively rooting her in place as if she really was a tree having giant roots running deep into the soil.

Kouri looked at Athana strangely. Why had she stopped, she wondered and pushed past the taller girl. Inside she saw Xenon standing beside an open locker, wearing only a towel around his waist, and drying his dark hair with another towel.

It must be his favorite style of clothes, thought Kouri and stepped inside the locker room.

“Hi!” she said cheerfully, carefully avoiding large puddles of water. “The Kouri hope she not chilling the Xenon. Have you seen Mitsuri?”

It was on the tip of Xenon’s tongue to reprimand the girl for stepping inside another exclusive male area again when the mention of the strange name confused him. “Mitsuri?”

Kouri pouted like a petulant child and Xenon suddenly realized that this was no 16 year old girl he was talking to (yes, he had read the student data) but a child trapped in a misleading body.

“The Kouri’s owl friend, Mitsuri. The Athana’s cat scared Mitsuri and Mitsuri flew away. The Athana’s cat followed Mitsuri. Now, the Kouri is asking the Xenon if the Xenon has seen Mitsuri,” she said slowly and loudly in her singsongy voice, as if talking to a child.

Xenon chuckled and shook his head. This Kouri reminded him of a child and children had always been his weakness. Maybe she’s immune to his curse?

“Sorry, little one,” he said gently, “I haven’t seen your Mitsuri.”

Kouri looked crestfallen then suddenly shook her head. “You talk like the Headmaster Wood,” she said with a smile, “Little Girl, he calls the Kouri.”

Xenon laughed at that and slowly pushed Kouri towards the door. “Now, be a good girl and go back to your room. The Boys’ Locker room is no place for you, just as the Boys’ Dormitory is off-limits.”

Kouri was almost out of the door when she saw Athana still staring at Xenon, her mouth open and a dazed look in her eyes.

“The Athana ok?” Kouri asked.

Xenon groaned. Not another one, he thought.

A voice suddenly boomed from the deeper part of the locker room.

“Is that a woman’s voice I hear, Xenon?” the voice called out, a bit slurred.

Xenon groaned. “It’s just a little lost girl, Abaven,” he replied, knowing full well that the moment Abaven caught sight of Kouri, the girl won’t make it out uncompromised.

The owner of the voice stepped out from behind a line of lockers and leaned against the wall, a bottle of vodka in his right hand. He was wearing some sort of corporate attire, minus the tie, and his long dark hair was framing his face. Drunk as he looked to be, he still strike a very sexy figure that a drop of blood was slowly making its way out of Athana’s nose, down her chin, and dropped to the floor.

“Wow! Another person the Kouri can ask! Maybe the person knows where the Kouri’s Mitsuri is!” Kouri declared and she slipped from Xenon’s grip and rushed towards Abaven in a flash.

“Hi! The name is Kouri. Have you seen the Kouri’s Mitsuri? Mitsuri is the Kouri’s owl, white with bits of black on Mitsuri’s wings. A very handsome owl!”

Abaven slowly smiled, a sensual smile that had succeeded in melting numerous women. “Hi there, too, sweetheart,” he said in a soft, sensual voice that was slightly slurred with drink. “So good of you to notice my handsomeness. I’m Abaven Shahe and I’m not really that drunk, you know. We can still make it to my dorm room. I’m sure Xenon won’t mind sleeping on the common room sofa. So, what do you say, sweetheart?”

Kouri blinked as her back touched the wall. She didn’t even notice that the person had manipulated her into being cornered.

“The Xenon says the Kouri isn’t allowed into the Boys’ Dormitory,” she said, her big, innocent blue eyes large in the dim light of the locker room.

“Bother Xenon. You shouldn’t listen to him. Come with me,” he said softly, literally stooping low just to reach her head. If this was causing him discomfort, he didn’t show it. He was whispering in a seductive voice, “I can make your blood sing.”

Kouri blinked. “Blood can sing? The Kouri didn’t know that.” A fine sheet of ice was now covering the wall which Kouri’s back touched, making her cold. She shivered.

Abaven mistook her shiver and decided to push his seduction a little further. “Yes, they can. I can also make them dance. Just say yes and go with me.”

“That is just so cool!!! The Kouri—“

She stopped talking as if suddenly lost for words. She turned towards the door and saw it open. Her expression suddenly softened and she sighed dreamily. “Kyre…”

Annoyed, Abaven turned to look at the newcomer who was, right enough, Kyre Zafirlust van Tempest the new kid that was always following Celesteine Noctis de Beau around. Can’t a man seduce in peace? he thought. When he returned his attention to Kouri, it was to find that she wasn’t there.

Depressed, Abaven slumped in a corner and raised the vodka bottle to his lips. He waited for about a minute then frowned. No liquid was pouring from the bottle. It was frozen solid. He threw it against the far wall angrily. Try as he might, he can’t make Fallon love him, and now he can’t even seduce this slip of a girl. He’s such a loser.

Xenon almost felt sorry for his roommate. He knew what he was suffering but thinks that his way of being distracted was wrong.

“KYRE!!!”

The shrill voice of Kouri woke Athana from her daze. If there was one word that she hated, it was ‘Kyre’. Narrowing her eyes at the new comer, she marched toward him and smacked him upside his head.

“Unhand my cat, you imbecile!” she yelled.

Kyre looked thoughtfully at Athana. After three minutes, he brightened. "Oh! sorry. Here." He held the giant cat to Athana who took it, rewarding Kyre with another smack, this time, on the face.

“Ow,” Kyre said, his hand coming up to touch his cheek, wondering what he did this time.

Kouri sided up beside Kyre and gazed at him adoringly. “Kyre…”

Kyre turned to her. “What?” he snapped.

Suddenly, the door was thrown open with such force that it hit the opposite wall and closed again. A soft groan was heard from the opposite side.

The door opened, this time slowly, and Kizashi entered massaging his forehead. On the top of his brown locks, a snowy owl perched.

“You are not supposed to be here, it’s already midnight,” Kizashi said to the whole room.

“Mitsuri!!!” Kouri reached for the owl as Kizashi held it out for her.

“We’re supposed to be the one to say that, underclassman,” Xenon said sternly.

Kizashi just looked at him up and down and said his famous line, “No matter how naked you are, no matter how hot you look, how wet you are, sorry… I do not do guys."

He turned to go then remembered some thing and looked back at Xenon. "Sorry, but three on one? Not a chance."

Three pairs of male eyes focused on Kizashi with such contempt, Athana wondered how he could still be standing.

Xenon walked towards Kizashi while pulling on a long black trench coat and hit Kizashi on the head. "You annoy me, underclassman. You made me act violently before women. As a punishment, I'll have you clean this locker room. Oh, and you can forget about returning to your room. I'll personally lock it and change the combination."

Having said this, Xenon went to Abaven, who was still mumbling about Fallon and why she wouldn't fall for him, and dragged him out of the room. Athana meekly followed him and then Kyre. He was still wondering what had transpired.

Kouri hesitated. "Zash need help?" she asked worriedly.

Kizashi shook his head. "No, you go ahead, I'll be fine."

Kouri nodded and skipped outside to followed them (specifically Kyre).

Kizashi shook his head and tsked. "Children these days..."

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A/N: Comments of respective character's owners are welcome. ^^