Mikoshiba struggled to clash swords with Asahi. The Slate user has no wounds while he is covered with blood. "In this case, I cannot fight him equally", Mikoshiba looked at Aisaka. "Dont look at me with those eyes", Aisaka clenched her fist. Mikoshiba made distance and black flames oozed out of him. "Oi...Mikoshiba...stop..dont do that", Aisaka stuttered. His wounds healed but black marks are all around his body. "Erina... Gino. I am entrusting the King to you. It was an enjoyable journey", Mikoshiba smiled. "Mikoshiba... Dont wait for me to drag you here", Aisaka shouted. "Aisaka... I am the only one who can stand in the same ground as Asahi. Please go", Mikoshiba looked at Aisaka. "Mikoshiba... Dont do that...you'll be destroyed by the slate", Aisaka begged. "Aisaka... Thank you that I became a part of you. I will never regret that I followed you", Mikoshiba bowed. "Gino", he signalled something. Gino released some foggy illusion and dragged the three.
Thank you...
They ended up at the center of the waiting area of the group. Aisaka tried to get away from Gino's grip. Erina commanded them to start all the helicopter. "Gino, let me go. I will never leave Mikoshiba", Aisaka struggled. "Aisaka!!! Stop", Gino got angry which made Aisaka kneel on the ground. "Let me go... I am begging you. I cannot leave him alone", Aisaka cried. Fushimi went near and hit the back of her neck.
Flashback...
German Research Laboratory...
A year ago
Aisaka was left on the cell with a new experiment body. His hair is green and his eyes are emerald was still innocent. It was still unaware of the cruelty. "Why are you here?", Aisaka asked. "Uhmm... It seems like my parents sold me in exchange of fame and money", Mikoshiba answered. "That was inhumane", Aisaka looked deep into his eyes. Some men in laboratory gown came to get the lad. After a half day, he returned. Aisaka's eyes formed tears and went closer to him. He's alive and breathing. There are few sign of wound but he is alive. "You were the only one who also survived the experiment", Aisaka hugged him. "It's scary to be the only one standing here", Aisaka cried. "I cant believe human can do this to its fellow race", Mikoshiba is still in his shocked state. "We will create a place where there will be no selfishness for power. Are you willing to help me?", Aisaka asked.
End of Flashback.Back in the tower...
"What a noble thing to do", Asahi clapped his hands. The strain went away making a huge space for them. Mikoshiba advanced and pierces into Asahi'a stomach. "That was fast", Asahi held his stomach to stop the bleeding. "You are strong but...", Asahi disappeared in a second and stabbed Mikoshiba's heart. "I am a Slate. You are only a vessel", Asahi laughed while piercing deeper into his heart. "I won after all. I assisted my King to escape and yiels herself for the next battle", Mikoshiba sighed. The sword of Damocles appeared on top of the tower. "You are waiting for a suicide after all" Asahi chuckled. "I am waiting for a perfect timing when I can serve my King to the fullest", Mikoshiba smiled.Helicopter...
Aisaka opened her eyes and looked at the tower. "The Sword of Damocles?", Aisaka's eyes widened. It was destroyed and lower part of her hair turned to white. She covered her face and cried. "It was a good battle, Mikoshiba", she whispered in the air. She gasped again and held unto Erina.Scepter 4 headquarter....
The next day...
Reishi and the rest gathered. "It is confirmed that the area to be patrolled is in Kyoto. We'll be training for our counterattack", Reishi informed. Aisaka was just silently listening. After a while, Aisaka went to the Scepter 4's training ground. She fell leaned on the wall and sat on the cold wooden floor. Her hands gripping unto her chest and head bowed down. A small gasp escaped her mouth and opened her phone to call Gino but she canceled it. Tears suddenly fell on the left side of her eyes and continued to flow. Her right eyes remained steady and strong.Nami passed by the training ground to check if someone is still using the room. She heard painful sobs. Nami peeked and saw Aisaka wiping her tears. The King folded her knees and burrowed her face. Nami was about to approach her but a hand grabbed her shoulders. "Leave her be", Erina smiled and led the way heading outside the Scepter 4's training ground. "Why is she crying?", Nami asked "The King...is contemplating upon the previous mission", Erina answered. "Where is Mikoshiba-san?", Nami asked. Erina paused for a while and looked up to the sky. "He's somewhere", Erina answered in a low voice. "Dont tell me...", Nami cut her words when she saw Erina's lonely eyes.
The earth still rotates...
The sun still shines...
The river still runs free...
The blood in my veins still flows...The rest of the Kings are continuing the meeting except for Aisaka. "The discolorization of her hair is a signal that she's merging with the Slate. If it will be totally completed, she will no longer be a vessel but a powerful instrument of human race", Gino reported. "Further reports will be send", Gino added. "According to what you experienced at Kyoto, what have you learned?", Reishi asked. "I am apologizing for underistimating the enemy. The next time we go for a mission, we will take more pre-cautions", Gino answered. "The man with green hair, where is he?", Anna asked. "Mikoshiba sacrificed for us to escape", Gino answered. Weisman closed his eyes and slammed the table. "I should be the one to apologize. If only the Slate wasnt created", Weisman lamented. "We can no longer do something about that", Reishi stood up. Meanwhile, the Sword of Damocles of the Three kings appeared. "And this is what we fears the most", Weisman sighed. "A slate in its deformation will create malfunctions. A vessel with unstable emotion will get swayed by it", Weisman explained.
Ohh.. Poor Aisaka..
I really love Mikoshiba but he has to die.
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Trust II
Fanfiction"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...