“So this is China, huh? It’s pretty.”
The sky flyin’ captain of the May ship smiled as he and his younger
crewmember, Dizzy, took in the sights of Fuzhou, China. Nothing
particularly elegant, tall buildings, busy crowd, musky smell. It was
slightly reminiscent of the old 20th century cities. Johnny loved the
place. It blended well with his own sense of characteristic. It took
him back to the days when he was still very young, the days when his
father was still alive.
When he was younger, his father always used to tell him stories about
the world, before the Crusades. Of course his father knew nothing of
this, he too was born during the Crusades, but his father, Johnny’s
grandfather, also told him about the 20th century. It had sort of
become a tradition in Johnny’s family. Johnny loved to hear stories
about America in the 20th century. Johnny pictured old USA in the same
way he saw Fuzhou. It was bright and magnetising, the kind of place
you could get absorbed in very easily. Back in those days, things were
simple and safe. He had his dad for security. Until some stinking Gear
wiped Johnny’s father off the earth. Still, that was a long time ago.
Things had changed. More or less they had changed for the better.
Dizzy on the other hand, was a little browbeaten by the amount of
people here. She had never really experienced congestion of this
magnitude before, so it was sort of awkward, but whatever the less,
our blue haired heroine persevered. Dizzy had often wanted to get her
feet on some soil once again, though she was a little fearful of the
outcome. Since the Spain thing was a bust, Dizzy did have a few
misgivings about coming onto the surface and facing the world of
humanity again, but so far things had been okay. Of course, Dizzy had
to conceal her wings and tail, beneath her sailor-ish pirate uniform
to avoid unwanted attention. However she seemed to be getting a few
stares anyway. At first, Dizzy thought that her cover might have been
blown, but then she realized that they weren’t angry stares. The
people that were looking at her were smiling. Dizzy couldn’t really
understand this, but Johnny did. Dizzy may have been a three year old
Gear, but aside from that; she was an incredibly attractive woman. And
that fact didn’t escape the notice of China’s residence.
Even though he hated to break the dreams of Dizzy’s all-Fuzhou fan
club, Johnny made sure they kept their distance. It was more for their
good than anyone else’s. If one of those guys got too close to Dizzy,
then a certain scythe wielding Gear would have their heads.
Dizzy herself had to admit it, she got a distinct feeling of warmth
from these people and this town. It was a community, and the people
here were not threatening even in the least. It gave Dizzy a better
chance to adjust.
The two pirates dodged their way through the large crowds of
onlookers, drifters, shoppers and businessmen, all to reach their
goal. A small shop that sold rare Japanese-style sushi, a delicacy
that was often overlooked for the upper class. But Johnny knew this
man to be anything but a snob, as he had recently moved to China to
support his family.
The purpose of this little trip was simple. To meet up with Johnny’s
old buddy, then evaluate the worth of the gold that May and April had
busted out from Berlin. If it were in his power, Johnny would sell it
to his old acquaintance, and reap the benefits of the sale.
After a long half hour of trudging through wave after wave of
commuters and consumers, Johnny and Dizzy finally reach the sushi shop
of their desires. It wasn’t exactly impressive, a rather small
building lodged in between two larger buildings, but it had a quiet
charm to it.
Johnny nudged his hat up. “This is the place, Dizzy.”
“This is where you’re friend lives, Johnny?” Dizzy asked quietly.
Johnny rested a hand on Dizzy’s shoulder and smiled. “Come on, let’s
make tracks. You’ve got the bar of gold that April polished up for me,
right?”
Dizzy nodded in conformation and pulled out the gold bar from the
woven basket on her wrist. She had taken the basket to pick up some
things for June, basically some Korean carrot and apricot sake, but
nothing fancy. Anyway, Dizzy handed over the gold brick, and the
captain of the May ship stuffed the thing into his pocket.
“Okay Dizzy. Lets just take care of this, then we can go back to the
Inn.”
**********
May tiredly opened her eyes to the unwelcoming chorus of chirping
birds, noisy yammering from the people outside, and June’s
disturbingly indelicate wake up call. The anchor-wielding pirate was
sleeping (or at least trying to) in her mildly comfortable bed at the
Inn. But June seemed to have something against that...
“Come on, May!” June yelled sternly. “Get up!”
Taking no notice, May growled lowly, rolled over, and smothered her
pillow over her head to block out June’s incessant yelling.
“Oh gimme a break, June...” May stressed tiredly. “Just lemme have a
couple...more...hours, then I’ll...get up.”
June’s eyes narrowed as she took in her friend’s relaxed aura. May
might have been as strong as an ox, but she wasn’t a morning gal. Even
for someone with her energy. Not wasting a second of time, June yanked
at May’s torso, and pulled her up into a sitting position.
“May!” June said while she heaved. “Get up, already! It’s no wonder
Johnny and Dizzy left without you!”
That pulled May into focus. Tiredly, May rubbed her eyes a bit. “What
did you just say?”
“I said Johnny and Dizzy left without you.” June repeated.
May stopped rubbing her eyes. “Dizzy left without me?”
From then June remembered what was going on between May and Dizzy, and
that they weren’t exactly on the best of terms. “Well...yeah. Johnny
asked Dizzy if she wanted to wait for you to wake up and she said no.”
May expression turned downcast as she looked away. “Oh. I see.”
June felt a sudden wave of guilt pass through her whilst she looked at
May’s sudden change in expression. The cook could really tell that
this was whole situation was hurting May. She looked almost
heartbroken. Some would say that it was her own fault, but June didn’t
see it that way. No one was to blame. But this whole affair had to
come to a resolution.
{Darn, I stuck my foot in it again...} June thought. “Are you okay?”
May closed her eyes. “I’m fine.”
May didn’t immediately answer, but her eyes said everything. June
could tell that was a lie. May wasn’t fine at all.
**********
About an hour later, May and June left the Inn where they were staying
at, and went out into Fuzhou’s large open-air market. June wanted to
go see this new restaurant that everyone was going crazy over. It was
important to June, she wanted to pick up some new tricks and taste
some new foods. But before then, the cook wanted to buy some herbs,
spices and seasonings to take back to the ship. One reason why June
was so excited about this was because China stocked some of the rarest
spices in the whole world. Even ones that were thought to be lost
(Japanese spices for example) after the Crusades. None of these were
cheap of course, but with the money the crew were likely to receive
from the gold, the price would be no problem whatsoever.
So June decided to do some herb hopping before she went to this new
restaurant, and as a bonus of requirement, May just had to come along.
The two girls were at present walking around the huge open market, and
as June eagerly observed the dozens of spices and goods in one of the
stalls, May just sighed and nodded along.
For some reason, (A cute little blue haired reason, with a tail) May
could not concentrate on what June was saying or doing. May was not in
the mood for this at all.
All May could think about...was Dizzy. This feeling was becoming so
redundant. Nothing seemed to make sense anymore. Why couldn’t May get
Dizzy out of her head? Why couldn’t she stop thinking about their
kiss? And why was she so relived when she found out that Dizzy and
June were just friends?
Everything about this situation clouded May’s mind. None of it added
up. Not even in the least. It should be so simple, right? Johnny was
her one and only love, nobody could break the bond that she shared
with him. Then Dizzy came along and that whole theory was turned on
its head. Did Dizzy really hold so much significance in May’s heart?
May sighed again. She wished that April were here. April could always
make sense of these kinds of things. Rationality was always her strong
point. June heard that distinctly perturbed sigh and turned her
attentions away from the stall to centre her worries on May.
“May...” June said tenderly. “Something’s wrong. You’re far too quiet.
Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Well...I...no. I guess not.” May said.
The look on May’s face indicated that she needed to talk to someone,
and soon. So June nodded over to a small alleyway right behind the
stall they were standing in front of. May and June then walked over to
this alleyway and quietly settled down.
June rested the basket in her hand on the floor, and walked over to
May, placing an arm around her to ease the pirate girl’s nervousness.
That was all May required to open up, but June was the first to
address it. “So what’s up? Are you gonna tell me now, or what?”
May took a deep breath to prepare herself to say this. “If I tell you
this, June, do you promise not to freak out or get angry?”
“Sure I-“ June got cut off before she could continue.
“Because if you’re just gonna yell at me, then I’d rather not say
anything at all. I mean everything that I say and I don’t wanna feel
bad about it, so if you’re just—“
This time June cut May off. “It’s okay, May. You can tell me anything
you need to. And if you don’t feel like saying anything that’s okay
too. I don’t mind. Whatever is fine with you is fine with me.”
“Okay...well...lately I’ve...kinda been feeling...different about
someone. Someone who is really special to me.” May whispered in
sincerity.
Now June began to understand. She had a feeling that April knew about
this too. Something was defiantly going on between May and Dizzy, June
was sure of it.
June held on to May a little tighter. “Go on.”
“...I think...that I might be...interested in someone.”
June tried to hide her smile. “Is this someone...Dizzy?”
May said absolutely nothing to that, but with the brief mention of
Dizzy’s name, the tiniest of blushes sprinkled upon her cheeks, in
deep contrast to the maddening pounding of her heart. June noticed it.
Dizzy was by far the issue.
“It is Dizzy, isn’t it?” June asked curiously.
May nodded slowly. “I just...don’t understand why...”
“What do you mean?”
May stared blankly at June. “I love Johnny. I always have. I always
will. How can one girl just change all of that?”
“Well...” June started. “I know you love Johnny, we all do. But are
you sure you’re *in* love with him?”
May looked down. “I dunno. I think so, I mean...I just thought
that...y’know...”
“You assumed that it’d all fit into place? Is that it? Be serious May.
Nothing is ever that simple. Not in regards to love. It’s
unpredictable and at times, unfair. You’re not sure of yourself, are
you?”
May shook her head. She actually wasn’t. But then, very little made
sense in her life nowadays. Being sure of what she wanted was no
exception.
A new thought popped into June’s head. “Is that why you and Dizzy
aren’t talking? Because you think you have feelings for her?”
“No.” May said. “It’s kinda complicated. Dizzy likes me too, but she
and I...well...”
“What is it?” June nudged for a response. “Why is that a problem? If
you like Dizzy and Dizzy likes you, then why are you not talking to
each other?”
May’s blush deepened. “She and I kissed a few days ago and I kind ran
away from her...”
The marble toned eyes in June’s head thinned out. “You ran away from
her? After she kissed you? You know how shy Dizzy is! Why the heck did
you-“
“I know!” May yelled. “April said the exact same thing, and I’m sorry.
But she put me in an awkward position. I just couldn’t think straight
about it. I was confused. Dizzy had never shown an interest in boys.
Aside from the Johnny and that guy with the scythe, Dizzy doesn’t even
talk about men. Yet, despite all that, I never saw it coming. I had no
idea that Dizzy felt that way about me until she kissed me. If I could
do something to change it, I would. I...I would have handled things so
much better. But I can’t do that. And now, Dizzy will barely even look
at me.”
June now felt sorrow for May rather than anger. This whole thing was
getting to May too. “I’m...sorry, May.”
May continued as if she hadn’t heard June’s apology. “And, after it
all, I can’t stop thinking about her. Her eyes, her voice, her smile,
the way she moves, the cute way she always backs me up, even if I’m
wrong. She’s special, June.”
June smiled. “I know.”
May shut her eyes tightly as if to block out tears as she added, “And
now she...I don’t think...that Dizzy loves me anymore.”
June hugged May tightly, in an effort to cheer her up. “It’s okay,
May. Don’t be sad. You don’t know that for sure. I see the way Dizzy
looks at you. I swear, the girl’s crazy for you.”
May rubbed her eyes a bit. “Really?”
June nodded. “Yep! Really. But you know what you have to do now,
right?”
May shook her head. She hadn’t a clue.
“You have to make a decision, May. You can’t string Dizzy along if you
think you love Johnny. You need to make a choice, and soon. Because as
beautiful as you may be, Dizzy won’t wait around forever.”
May nodded. June was right. She had to make a choice between Dizzy and
Johnny. If anything, it would clear the air around the situation. It
was finally time to settle the whole thing.
Dizzy or Johnny.
**********
This was it.
May stood inside the upper hallway of the Inn. It was around six hours
since she had gone shopping with June, and Johnny and Dizzy had come
back from the gold appraising thing. Apparently, the gold was worth
quite a lot, but May wasn’t really concerned about that right now. All
day she had thought long and hard about this. On the one hand, May had
Johnny, this wonderful man who had taken her in when she was nothing
more than a kid, a man who she thought she had been in love with since
then. On the other hand, May had Dizzy. This amazing girl who made May
feel so...safe and warm and cared for. A girl she just could not get
out of her head.
Now it was time to choose between them.
May had to make a choice. Dizzy or Johnny.
May was now currently standing between two doors. One led to Johnny’s
room, the other led to Dizzy’s room. In her hand, May held the love
rose. The one she had picked up in Berlin. She was going to present to
the one she loved.
Taking a look at both doors, May caught her breath and finally made
her decision. She was going to be with the one who made her truly
happy. It was their destiny.
May then turned to the left door and knocked on it quietly.
“It’s me, May. Can I come in?” She was called for to come inside.
May’s smile brightened, as she stepped into the room, May greeted the
one she saw in there...
“Hiya, Johnny.”
**********
Ky yawned out loud, stretching out his arms tiredly. Despite all the
thunder and rain last night, he got a good rest. Although the dreams
he suffered were not as pleasing. Dreams of his first mission as
leader. His first mission with Sol Badguy.
Ky really couldn’t find any simple way to describe what he thought of
Sol. In all of his battle-filled life, Ky had met no adversary that
was as powerful or as confusing as Sol was. Ky couldn’t understand
such a man. Or at least, why a man with such power would act in the
manner that Sol does.
In Ky’s eyes, he was nothing more than a brute. A blasphemous ruffian
who would dare to challenge the wishes of Him. A man that had the
sheer audacity to go against God’s will.
Yet, Ky felt no greater simplicity within himself, then when he faced
Sol in combat. Everything was easy then. Sol was the representation of
everything that Ky needed to fight against. He was a thorn in the side
of Ky’s orderly world. A thorn that needed to be removed. The way Ky
saw it, was that he was chosen by God to fight for righteousness. It
was Ky’s appointed task to fulfil. The very reason why he was placed
upon this earth.
But when it came to taking up the task of defeating Sol, the man who
symbolized the corruption of God’s Earth, Ky came up short. This
confused him. Why? Why could he not win? And why did Sol continually
hold back the brunt of his power? How could the combination of a
failed knight, bounty hunter and thief, defeat the knight of God?
Was Ky not worthy?
The humiliation and shame of being defeated by Sol didn’t shroud the
main issue from Ky’s eyes though. As much as he hated Sol for all of
his crimes, Ky only felt real purpose or feeling of security whilst
locked in combat with him. It disgusted Ky to think that he needed
that man for anything, but Ky did not let that confuse him.
Sol was own rival. And one of the goals Ky felt that he needed to
accomplish in life was victory over his rival. It was his destiny.
Ky growled lowly as his eyes narrowed. “The time to settle the score
is near, Sol...”
Just then, Ky heard the sound of jet, flying extremely fast. It made
no sense though. Technology of that kind wasn’t local to Fuzhou. Then
Ky heard the sound a second time. Feeling that something was off, Ky
quickly stood off of Jam’s fairly delicate couch, and hurriedly
strapped on the uniform of the Order. Not exactly the modest of
garments, but it helped to focus Ky’s mind on the issues. The uniform
always gave Ky that dissimilar feeling of duty.
Fully dressed, Ky clasped Thunderseal and made his way to the window.
As he took a look outside, he was greeted to the brightest of sunny
days, and that impact-borne sound. Ky looked up, and heard the sounds
of a woman, yelling furiously.
A woman that happened to be Jam.
Ky began to think that maybe Jam was in trouble, but then he
remembered that Jam had told him of her fighting skills. She was a
martial artist, and one with a fairly decent following in Fuzhou. Even
though he didn’t want to intrude on what might be Jam’s private time,
Ky could not help be at least a little inquisitive about it.
Ky slowly sauntered across Jam’s apartment and out the door, walking
up the stairs of Jam’s apartment building to reach the roof. This is
where he suspected that Jam was training.
And sure enough, as Ky opened the door that led to the roof, he saw
Jam just a few metres away, thrusting her beautifully sculpted leg
into the air in a series of powerful kicks.
Ky smiled as he saw this. The Chinese cook had not noticed him yet, so
Ky was free to observe this scene. Although Jam struck Ky as a person
with very few real concerns, she seemed to take her training
seriously. You could see it in the sternness of her face. This was not
a joke to Jam.
And Ky couldn’t help but feel slightly amused to see a more serious
side to his newfound friend.
With one final kick, Jam’s workout session came to an end. The young
martial artist bowed in respect of the power she used to accomplish
that workout, and privately thanked herself for the power this workout
would maintain. Then she wiped her face free of sweat. Even though it
was tiring, it always felt good to just kick back and train for a
while.
“I can see that you’ve been working rather hard up here. I can see
that you have a great deal of talent, Jam.”
Jam gasped and turned around to see Ky, staring at her with a look
that crossed between satiated pride and quiet amusement. Then Jam
blushed as Ky’s compliments sunk in. It actually meant something to be
praised by someone like Ky.
“Thanks...” Jam said. “I guess I guy like you can recognise power when
you see it, huh?”
Ky chuckled. “I suppose so.”
“I was gonna wake you,” Jam started. “But you just looked so tired, I
thought that it’d better let you get on with your rest. Are you okay?”
Ky simply nodded. “Quite. I always seem to find myself tiring rather
quickly these days. I think it is due to the amount of travel I’ve
been going through these past few weeks. And yet I still have a long
way to go.”
Jam smile fell by a bit. “You’re...leaving soon?”
“Yes.” Ky then walked over to the edge of the roof, and peered over it
to inspect the busy city. A city that needed to be protected from
evil. Just like the rest of the world. “I have to leave. I have to
discover myself so that I can fully safeguard God’s beautiful
creation. That is why I travel.”
Jam looked confused. “Discover yourself?”
“Sometimes...I...I feel as though I’ve lost my way.” Ky said.
“Well...y’know...you don’t have to move around so much. I mean, my
staff doesn’t have enough male workers and plus I need someone I can
rely on anyway. You could always stay here with...me.”
Ky turned around and smiled grimly at Jam. Even though it wasn’t a
particularly happy smile, Jam still felt butterflies in her stomach
when Ky smiled at her. Ky just couldn’t leave. Jam Kuradoberi wasn’t
the type to let her man go so easily...
“Thank you, Jam. But this isn’t a matter that I have any choice over.
It’s a responsibility that I have to take care of. I need to uncover
the truth so that I can properly understand my purpose on this earth.”
“How can you do something like that?” Jam asked.
Ky’s smiled faded, and he tightened the grip his gloved hand had
around his mighty blade, Thunderseal. “I must defeat the only man that
I consider to be my rival.”
**********
Millia stood quietly in front of a quiet stream, passing through the
low cut grass of the ground. Though that didn’t absorb her true
attention. After all this time, after all the running, fear and doubt,
Millia had finally done it.
She had slain Zato-ONE.
That man was no longer a factor in her life. No longer would Millia
have to suffer while that man’s dark shadow cast terror into her soul.
All of it was over. The last overall tie Millia had to the dreaded
Assassin Organization had been severed. Millia Rage was at last free.
But Millia had to admit, this situation wasn’t playing out the way she
had pictured it before. Even though Millia was free of him, she still
felt some slight guilt. Millia thought that by defeating Zato she
would no longer feel that guilt. And now here she was, partly happy
about her victory, and partly blameworthy for Zato’s death. Still, the
candle within Millia’s soul had been sparked again. She was ready to
continue her life. To embrace the things she couldn’t have done
before. To seek out new things that Millia could not have aspired to
before. But more importantly, she would never have to unlock her power
ever again. Her assassin abilities had at last come to the end of
their use.
As soon as Millia left this village, she would begin a whole new
chapter in her life. And put the previous one behind her.
Millia sighed. “Goodbye, Zato-ONE.”
“You’ve come a long way, Millia.”
The blonde assassin slowly turned around as a certain one eyed,
one-armed Ronin strode up to her with an amused grin. She would never
actually say this, but Baiken was proud of Millia. She had finally
unlocked her true power. Yet Millia still had a long way to go before
she realized that she was a warrior, not just a runaway assassin. This
was something that Baiken would work on. Depending on where Millia saw
her future.
Baiken herself had her own aims to accomplish. ‘That Man’ was still
out there. And Baiken’s soul could never rest in peace until his life
was put to an end.
For the first time in a while, Millia geared her muscles into a slight
smile. “Thanks to you. You’ve helped me out a great deal. Thank you,
my friend.”
Baiken grinned and shut her eye. “It was no trouble of mine. You have
power, but you’re afraid of what it can do. And afraid of what it says
about you when you use it. I just had to show you the error in you’re
judgement. No matter what you think, Millia, you are a warrior.”
“Do you really believe that?” Millia asked.
“Yes.” Baiken answered simply. “I do believe that. It’s up to you to
believe this, now. With Zato out of your life, you can begin anew.”
Again, Millia smiled. “And you’ll be there with me. Because I have to
help you achieve your aims now.”
Baiken opened her eye. “To kill that man...?”
“Is that not what you desire, Baiken?”
Baiken clasped her sword as she remembered the burning flames of her
institution. The charred corpse of her father. The raw stink of
rotting flesh. It was all down to him. He was the one who caused that
great atrocity. In no way was his death enough to atone for his
crimes, but it was a small step towards retribution for her family and
friends. Their spirits couldn’t rest if they weren’t avenged.
“It is.” Baiken said. “My sword and I...that is our purpose.”
As Millia and Baiken continued to talk, a solitary figure walked over
to them. The two women turned around from there positions to face this
person. It was Venom.
Though he disliked Millia for all the trouble she had caused for Zato,
he was in her debt for defeating Zato. It was something Venom could
never have done on his own. Venom could not bring himself to kill his
own master. But now, his benefactor was finally at peace, and Venom
could rest easy knowing that his friend would never have to suffer
again.
“Venom.” Millia acknowledged him. She actually wondered if Venom might
have held some kind of grudge against her, she knew that Venom cared a
lot about Zato while he was commander. But Millia got what she least
expected from him.
Venom held out his hand. “Thank you, Millia Rage.”
After looking his outstretched hand, Millia put out her own gloved
hand and shook accordingly. “I hope that you succeed in all that you
have to accomplish, Venom.”
“I will. Farewell.”
Stepping back, Venom took one last look at Millia and Baiken, and
turned around to leave. With his snooker case in his hand, Venom
slowly began to walk towards the setting sun.
Baiken held her hand to her chin. “What will happen to him now?”
“Normally he would be executed.” Millia started. “He directly went
against the orders given to him by the Organization. However, I hear
that the Organization is in disarray. If he keeps his activities to a
bare minimum, and he tells no one of his exploits, then he might not
be punished for it. It’s up to him to decide which path he should
follow now. As for me, I’ve had my last walk in the dusk. That section
of my life is behind me. It’s time to look to the future.”
Baiken smiled. “I agree. I know of a small city near here called
Fuzhou. I think we should go there next.”
“Agreed. So, are you looking towards your own desires?” Millia
enquired.
Baiken simply nodded, staring deeply into the constantly moving rapids
of the water stream. “Correct. I think its high time I continued my
search for ‘That Man’...”
**********
A dark cloud of reckoning circled around the skies of Fuzhou. The
birds hovering in the sky scattered and flew away from the city. A
cool breeze strolled through the streets, leaving behind an eerie
sound of dread. As if the planet itself was worried...
Deep, deep in an underground laboratory, a group of scientists crowded
and worked around a large test tube. All of these said scientists had
respective looks of intent and glee. After months of backbreaking
effort and struggle, they had finally reached their goal...
Project J2 had ultimately reached a conclusion.
One of the scientists walked over to the cold incubator of a test
tube, and tapped in a few codes on the computer below it. He looked
over to the other scientists.
“His BP level is at 90,000. Should I release the restraints and begin
the conversional energize process?”
One of the other scientists shook his head. “No, no, no. You’re still
too young to understand the magnitude of what we have done. In more
ways than one. We have made history. Just be sure to hold down the
restrains until our subject knows its purpose.”
“Now...release the cryogenic lock on our subject.”
As the scientist tapped in the codes to release the cryogenic lock,
inside that chilly test tube, the beast that slept within began to
awaken...His black talon like claws clutched together in the form of a
fist and his blood red eyes finally began to adjust to the world after
so long...
**********
Far, far away from Fuzhou, deep in a place some regarded as hell,
Testament stood. But not for long. In an instant, Dizzy’s scythe
carrying guardian fell to his knees, and clutched his chest in
maddening agony.
His teeth clutched together and his heart raced as this dark feeling
enveloped him. Testament’s crimson red scythe was tossed to one side
as he struggled to gain control of himself. If his revelations and
suppositions were correct...then...
“It...it...can’t be...!?” He yelled confusedly.
In a few seconds, Zio transformed from its crow form into its sprit
form, and placed a concerned hand onto Testament’s shoulder.
“What? What is it, Testament?” Zio asked.
“Can’t you feel it?!” Testament yelled furiously. “It’s...it’s...”
**********
Sol’s brown eyes widened in shock when he felt a surge of aura run
through him. Aura he hadn’t felt in almost a year. A familiar aura, of
the darkest and most diabolical of all creatures...
And small trail of steam leaked up from Fireseal as Sol’s grip tensed
around its hilt. Then suddenly all the pieces of ‘Project J2’ started
to make sense...
“...Justice...”
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Kaiser’s Afterthoughts
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* Holy crap! What’s this!? After all that, May picks JOHNNY!? Or did
she...heh, heh, heh...you’ll just have to wait till my next chapter to
find out!
* Now, before anyone chucks rocks at me for being cheesy enough to
bring back Justice, just let it be known that I think it’s a good
idea. It explains why Justice is a secret character in Guilty Gear X2.
And since Justice is my favorite boss ever (next to Sephiroth and
Dizzy) I’m going to put a lot of effort into this.
* My first site is up! Go and visit my new site, Michael Sword!
Nothing special, but it’s a fansite to everyone’s favorite Gear
commander, Justice! Just follow this
URL.../mysite.freeserve.com/michael_sword/
* This is a thanks to all the people who supported me and my site by
allowing me to post their fanfiction. Thanks you guys. If anybody
wants to me to post some more of their Guilty Gear fanfiction, then go
right ahead and tell me. I’d be more than happy to have it on my site.
* Sorry about any errors, one of these days I’ll have to start editing
DB, BS.
* 12 Pages...hmm. This should keep me above Zeronova, I think.
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