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"YOU'LL HAVE TO PLAY The melody and the cursed energy will vanish from his veins."
The female vampire jumps from roof to roof, the heavy wind blowing into her face and black coat. The sky is dark, clouds forming and covering the bright moon. Black raves fly past her, their noise echoing in the empty streets.
"He'll be there. For sure."
She runs and runs, her grip around the noble flute becoming tighter. The flute is black, adorned with noble and beautiful golden patterns which resemble every existing cursed technique. This flute was made by strong sorcerers hundreds of years ago. It was made to lift every existing curse, but ended up being able to make cursed energy disappear only. The instrument was locked up in the academy, never being in use again.
Until today.
"The flute plays only one melody. However, it depends on his cursed energy's strength on how long it will take you to take him down."
Nekura softly lands on the ground in front of Akito's temple, her footsteps not being heard at all because of the soft grass she's standing on. Her gaze wanders around, scanning her surroundings and the dark woods. Her eyes glow in a dark red, which helps her to see in the dark.
She looks up at the dark sky, seeing the clouds above her head. I hope it's not going to rain. she thinks to herself, as the power of the flute would weaken if the rain makes it wet. Her expression is stoic and serious and her breathing calm.
"I know what you're trying to do, but it won't work."
She turns around at the sound of her brother's deep voice, her brows narrowed as she glares at him. "Don't try to fool me." she says with a calm voice, feeling a few rain drops falling from the sky and landing on her clothes.
Akito chuckles amusedly, his hands sliding into the pockets of his black trousers. His eyes glow red, his smirk revealing his long fangs. He looks up at the sky, raindrops falling down onto his skin. "Your flute won't help you when it's raining." he utters casually, still looking up with a cunning grin.
"Well then I'll make short work of you."
Nekura puts the flute to her soft lips and takes a deep breath. The rain increases, thunders are being heard in the background. The blonde narrows his brows and grits his teeth, glaring at her in anger as she begins to blow into the mysterious flute.
A small melody begins to come out, causing him to hear a loud beeping tone in his ears as his body slowly realizes that it has been actually dead all the years. He clenches his fists and runs towards her in fast speed, kicking the flute out of her hands. She catches the flute in the air again before punching her brother into his stomach, causing him to cough and wince in pain. He hits a tree but stands up right after, gritting his teeth as he tries to look intimidating.
The female stays serious and calm but her heart beats rapidly. And he can sense that. He senses her nervousness and fear of killing him. He is still her brother, after all. She puts the flute to her lips again and blows into it but her eyes widen as no melody comes out. The instrument is wet because of the rain, which grows stronger with each minute that passes. The heavy wind blows the rain drops down on them harshly, causing them to be soaked in water.
A sinister grin spreads on the lips of her brother, who raises his arms in front of his body, his palms facing the sky. "What's up? It won't work, right?" he mocks with a loud voice through the heavy rain.
Her breath hitches and she looks at the flute with a helpless gaze. She puts it into the pocket of her coat and tries to concentrate, taking deep breaths as she raises her arms in front of her body. Her pupils form into thin lines, her hands turning black as her crawls appear. Her lips are parted, exposing her long and sharp fangs. A small light appears on her fingers, flickering in the darkness until it shoots into the blonde's direction.
"Light manipulation." she utters menacingly under her breath after she shoots the light ball at her brother, who jumps into the air but still gets attacked by the explosion's impact. He flies through the air, the sleeves of his shirt torn. With fast movements he approaches his sister and rams his crawls into her chest harshly. She groans in pain before pushing him away instantly, feeling a burn in her chest as blood flows out of her skin.
Her brother jumps backwards and looks at her with narrowed eyes and a smirk, however, this smirk leaves right in the next moment as she grabs the flute again. He looks at her, confused. It still rains and the flute is soaked wet. What the hell is she tryna do? he thinks to himself and clenches his fists tightly, his crawls digging into his skin.
Slowly and calmly she puts the flute onto her lips again as she tries to stay on her feet. She lets her cursed energy flow onto the instrument. Her breath is shallow but she still begins to blow into the flute, playing the melody.
"What?!" he whispers softly with a shocked expression, gritting his teeth. He feels body freeze, his powers weakening. Her cursed energy seems to strengthen the instrument, thus it works again properly.
As she plays the instrument, she slowly approaches him with small steps. The white of her eyes turn black and her pupils disappear. The black color also spreads on her body slowly, as if she's almost loosing herself in the moment. Her eyes stay focused on the instrument as she plays the melody, which rings in their ears.
Akito falls onto his knees and puts his hand on his chest as he feels a sharp pain in the place where his heart used to be. He breathes heavily, tears of blood dripping from his eyes. A cold shiver runs down his spine as he feels his bones freezing. His veins are visible below his pale skin, which becomes dry. The red in his eyes disappear, leaving blue orbs.
"Stop," he breathes, groaning in pain, "Just stop already!"
Ignoring his words, Nekura continues to play the melody. She now stands right in front of him, causing the music to get louder and louder in his ears, which begin to sting and bleed. His upper body slowly falls onto the ground as well, his eyes merely open. The muscles tense up and his body twitches in pain as he feels the torture.
"Come on, little brother! Let's go home!" the brown haired girl says with a bright smile. She wears a cute kimono and bright light surrounds her, making her appearance even happier and more comforting than before.
The blonde looks at her with wide eyes, his lips dry. Blood drips down the corner of his mouth and he gulps, his throat is sore.
He reaches for the hand of his sister while he looks at her in awe and surprise, tears forming in his eyes as he sees her young self again.
The girl chuckles cutely and takes his hand, pulling him with her.
"Let's go and rest! You must be tired!" she says with her nice attitude and warm smile. He follows her, his lips parted slightly as he looks at her in awe.
