Yaeyama is surrounded by forest and wide vast sea. Fushimi and Yata wandered at the forest to look fo Reishi. The one on cloak landed in front of them. Fushimi drawn his sword and noticed blue flame enveloping it. "Captain already made contact with them", Fushimi looked at the person in front of them. Yata also prepared for a combat. Fushimi threw knives on the cloak person. That person just evaded it. Yata went on the other side and was able to remove the cloak. The person was wearing a mask but her long black hair fell on her back. "Getting too excited", she commented. " a woman", Yata distanced himself. Fushimi felt something nostalgic. The wind blew hard between them. She disappeared in an instant. "I dont want to have an encounter with them", Yata shivered. Fushimi sighed and went back to where they are posted.
Tokyo...
Apartment....
"Let's have a training after eating. We finally had a day off", Nami suggested. "Why not", Fushimi answered. "Before that, we have to buy stuffs for the house", Nami pointed on the empty fridge. They went out with casual clothes and entered the mall.
Mall...
Fushimi and Nami entered the department store. Nami saw neckties and showed it to Fushimi. They passed by a gadget store.
"Let's go inside... I'll just buy something".
Nami grabbed him heading to the grocery and bought food. After which, they passed by the park. Fushimi felt the same aura and looked around. There are people in black cloak roaming around. The shortest among them was the girl. Fushimi tried to get near them but Nami pulled him. "Dont get yourself into trouble", Nami warned. They went back to the apartment and left the groceries then went at the riverbank to train their blue flames. Blade interfered the two. The sword was glowing green. Fushimi looked up and saw Sukuna with Yukari. "That was suppose to be the proof of your existence in the green clan. Still Nagare welcomed you", Sukuna glared at him. "That sword belongs to you... Sa-kun", Yukari winked and the two left. "How am I suppose to carry two sword?", Fushimi took it in one hand. "Are there any techniques", Nami held it and also the saber of Scepter. It joined as one. "Amazing", the both commented.
Fushimi walked to the headquarters to report what happened but 2 man in cloak blocked his way. "Our King wants to meet you", the other man said. Fushimi draws his sword and fought the two. "We dont want any nuisance", the other one evaded his attack. Another person joined the fight and hit Fushimi's head making him faint.
Underground... Black Organization HQ
Fushimi woke up and he was tied up in metal chains. He looked around and saw a laboratory styled hall. There were equipments all around. In the middle of the room was a masked girl in a large container filled with fluid. He squinted and recognize the body structure. He forced his way out of the metal chain by using his red flame. He looked for any ways to discharge the body. "My apologies, that body is a clone of mine", the voice freaked Fushimi and made him stiffened. He looked back and saw the masked girl from Yaeyema. "What do you want from me?", Fushimi asked. "Have you forgotten?", the masked girl tip-toed to cup Fushimi's face. Fushimi's eyes widened when she clearly heard the voice. He removed the masked and saw pair of velvet eyes. "You were the same person but...different", Fushimi held her hand. "My first clansman, I am home", Aisaka ran her fingers to Fushimi's hair. "Welcome back", Fushimi stood still. The rest of the person in cloak entered and removed their cover.
Character introduction...
Name: Shiro Gino
Age: 23
Height: 6'
Hair color: Blonde
Eye color: golden yellow
Name: Mikoshiba Ryu
Age: 24
Height: 6'2
Hair color: Green
Eye color: Emerald Green
Name: Saotome Erina
Age: 20
Height: 5'3
Hair color: long brown hair
Eye color: Amber
"Who are these people?", Fushimi asked. "They are remains of the German experimentations I once went through", Aisaka explained. In any case, Fushimi noticed that her eyes were no longer laughing. "Oh... So this is the first Black Clansman", Gino checked on him and saw a crest carved on his chest. "What an unloyal fellow", Gino pinched his cheek. "It's not his fault", Aisaka looked at Gino with her dead fish look on her eyes. "Shino....ah... How am I suppose to call you?", Fushimi asked. "Call me whatever name you want to", Aisaka allowed. "Then can I call you... Dear?", Gino asked. "Get lost, Gino", Aisaka turned him down. "My first clansman, follow me", Aisaka opened the entrance heading inside a large room. The door closed and the lights opened. There were tons of clones of Aisaka. "What are you trying to make? An army of yours?", Fushimi asked. "What a funny guy", Aisaka leaned at one of the containers holding the clones. "Arent you curious why a once corpse is standing in front of you?", Aisaka asked. "Whatever it might be...because you promised me that you'd come crawling back to me", Fushimi answered. Aisaka laughed hard and held unto Fushimi's shoulder. "But... Sorry that I gave up looking for you", Fushimi apologized. "What's with that face? I never asked you to look for me in the first place", Aisaka slightly pushed his forehead. "These clones are made to hold the power of the Slate. I cannot handle it one my own", Aisaka confessed. "What do you mean?", Fushimi furrowed his brow. "The person standing in front of you is not me....it is the Slate", Aisaka faked a smile. Fushimi was a bit shocked. "That's why I cant die. I learned that when I was lying in the morgue. My heartbeat came back", Aisaka explained. She drawed Fushimi's sword and cut herself. The wound regenerated. "It's a body of a monster", Aisaka informed with a dead look on her eyes. Fushimi stepped back and tripped over some cords.
"Who are you?", Fushimi asked.
Her once grey hair turned to black and her lively eyes was replaced by....
Cold velvet eyes.
Who really is she...
Just kidding.
Then that will end my update.
I got to have some sleep!!!
Zzzzzz......
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Trust II
أدب الهواة"Because I am your King, I'll be crawling back to you". I held on those words but days, months, and a year passed without a sign that she'd fulfill that promise. Still... I was waiting. Until... I grew tired Eventually... I stopped. Here's a sequ...
