Winter Night
Blood fell on the snow as the figure ran away from the building,
staggering a bit as she leaned up against the trees. Tenjou Utena panted
softly as blood dripped down her arm, the wound in her upper back
screaming as she fought to get her breath.
"There's no use running away," Akio Ohtori said to her in conversational
tones, the dusky skinned young man standing there casually in the door
to the rose garden, his jacket and shirt open to reveal his bare chest.
Beside him his sister Anthy watched silently, almost expressionlessly,
as Utena shivered out in the cold.
"You're insane," Utena managed, her pink hair falling into her bright
blue eyes.
"No," Akio smiled, "just visionary." He casually raised the knife he had
plunged into Utena's shoulder, "Tonight is the longest night of the
year, the peak of my power... and all it requires to retain that
strength is a sacrifice."
"No!" Utena growled out and with that she was off, trailing drops of
blood as she forged ahead through the snow.
"Well well, she's determined to make this entertaining," Akio chuckled,
stepping out of the greenhouse and into the winter cold.
"Be careful, big brother," Anthy cautioned, her purple hair flowing over
her shoulders, the red dress she wore entirely inappropriate for the
weather, "she's dangerous."
"Oh?" Akio asked as he raised an amused eyebrow while they followed the
trail of blood away from campus.
Patiently Anthy said, "You've had me rooming with her since September,
preparing the girl with my potions and rituals, and she's stronger than
you know." As they walked on her dress seemed to shimmer, the ends never
touching the snow as she warned him, "If anyone could turn this around
on you, it's her."
"I chose her for this because of her innocence," Akio said with a degree
of contempt as they moved through the woods towards the forbidden wood,
"the little fool even believed that I was her childhood hero."
Anthy took his hand and squeezed it, "Just be careful."
Akio's eyes were intent as they walked, lit up with a kind of unholy
hunger. "Don't worry," he smiled slightly, "she's harmless."
Utena hesitated as she passed the warning sign to stay out of this
section of woods, then choked back a bitter laugh. At this point, it
didn't really matter anyway. The trees here seemed to almost hold in the
darkness, even the moonlight weakened by the heavy cover, but still
Utena found the remains of a tangled overgrown path that led her deeper
into the woods.
'They're both crazy,' Utena thought as she climbed over a log, her boy's
uniform black edged with pink. Even when she first met Akio Utena had
been a bit creeped out, only tolerating his presence because of his
being Anthy's brother, but she had never expected something like this!
Shivering from the cold Utena turned a corner, the knife wound in her
back screaming in pain, only to freeze as she gazed on in surprise.
Impossibly in the middle of Japan was the gutted wreck of a castle, the
towers fallen into ruin. Oddly there was a break in the trees here,
moonlight streaming through to light up the fallen building. Scattered
all around it were rose bushes, the last red petals scattered on the
snow like blood.
Utena walked towards the main doors and saw that they hung open, the
courtyard within glowing almost mystically in the moonlight. There was a
raised bench in the middle of the large yard, nearly looking like a kind
of altar, and on it something gleamed silver. Brushing away a bit of the
snow Utena blinked in surprise, looking down at the shining sword,
unmarked by rust or age there in the long abandoned castle.
Picking up the weapon almost instinctively Utena walked on towards a
crumbling set of stairs, trying to make sense of all the crazy things
that had happened to her so far. Akio had invited her to the rose garden
for what he claimed was an urgent matter, but when she arrived he had
told her a odd fairy tale, one about two siblings.
"Once upon a time," he had said wryly, "there were the King and Queen of
Winter and Summer, two siblings that passed their rulership between them
as the seasons changed. As Summer grew strong Winter subsided, and the
opposite applied as well. But the King of Winter tired of the cycle,
seeking a perfect balance, and on a night very like this he succeeded."
'And that was when the psycho drew the knife on me,' Utena thought to
herself grimly as she went up the stairs to the next level. Akio had
managed one good strike at her, mostly because he caught her by
surprise, then Utena broke free and out the door. 'Which brings me
here,' she thought as she passed through a stone arch.
The upper floor was oddly empty, the curved roof cracked open to reveal
the night sky. The smooth floor was designed like a giant rose, now
dusted with snow, and as Utena walked towards the center she saw the
moonlight shining on what almost looked like a throne, a great stone
chair that was battered and unused.
"I never expected you to find this place," Akio's amused voice rang out
in the silence, "it brings back such... fond memories."
Spinning around Utena saw Akio standing in front of the only way down,
his school uniform somehow changed. He looked more like a prince now,
holding a sword in one hand as he stood in shadow, just out of the
moonlight. Lit up by the moon Anthy glowed, what almost looked like a
princess' tiara on her purple curls, and her glasses gleaming faintly.
"Let me go," Utena raised the sword instinctively, watching Akio warily
as she said, "I promise I won't report this to the authorities."
"You're a terrible liar Utena," Akio chuckled, "we've gone too far to
stop now." With a sudden cry he charged, sword gleaming as he brought
the blade down towards her shoulder.
Utena parried, barely, using both hands to block the powerful stroke.
Her shoulder felt like someone had driven a hot poker into it, but she
blinked the pain away to focus on him. Kicking out Utena managed to make
him jump back, then she swung with the sword.
Quickly Utena realized that Akio was a very good swordsman, one that
outclassed her completely. She did her best, hoping to at least take him
by surprise, but he batted her clumsy attacks aside with frightening
ease. Finally he struck, a twist of his wrist sending the sword
clattering off into the distance as he grabbed her with a vice like
grip.
"Well done, brother," Anthy murmured, walking over to where the sword
fell and then picking it up gracefully.
"You've made this fun," Akio hissed into the ear of the wildly
struggling Utena, "so often it just gets boring."
"Anthy!" Utena appealed only to be met with a blank gaze.
"Don't even try," Akio laughed, contempt in his voice, "little Anthy has
been my puppet so long, I suspect she couldn't have an original thought
if she tried." He chuckled as Anthy neared, "And can you believe she
still cares for me, or at least who I once was?"
"What do you mean," Utena managed, Akio's arm over her throat, the tall
young man holding her unpleasantly tight.
"My brother was once my beloved Dios," Anthy said to her in a oddly
detached tone, "who dreamed of balance between us, of Summer and Winter
living at rest. Sacrificing himself he sought to break us free of the
eternal cycle, but something went wrong."
"Something went right," Akio corrected with a laugh, "I made Winter
dominant all year round, and sweet Anthy became my servant." His eyes
fell on the sword Anthy carried and laughed, "Oh, this is perfect."
"Brother?" Anthy asked, eyes almost invisible behind her glasses.
"Take up the Sword of Dios," Akio purred, "at last you will have a turn.
Strike her down with the blade quickly, she's earned that for making
this fun."
"Yes," Anthy whispered.
"Please, no," Utena plead, gagging as Akio pressed on her throat.
As Anthy hesitated a moment Akio made his voice stern, "Kill her!"
Softening his tone a bit he continued on, "To save this perfection we
share that my power protects, to guard the love between us.. she must
die."
As Anthy walked toward them again Utena added, "This isn't perfection
he's offering you, it's just the cold stillness of the grave." A pause
and she desperately played her last card, "He doesn't love you, he never
did!"
Anthy raised the sword to guard position, the blade shining in the
moonlight. "Don't move," she ordered Utena softly, "if I miss my strike
it will be even more painful to you."
Utena met those expressionless eyes and something made her stop
fighting, Akio holding her still. "That's my girl," he said with
dripping sarcasm, "do it!"
The sword was fast, a streak of silver that went right by Utena into the
stunned Akio, driving home right into his heart. "In all the months I
spent with Utena," she murmured to him with hatred brimming in her eyes,
"she showed me more caring than you ever did."
Silently Akio screamed then seemed to explode, his body disappearing in
a wave of frost that poured outward, the air icy and cold. Utena
staggered as something rushed back in, a feeling like the first frost of
the season, arctic and pure, then as all the stresses of the day finally
caught up with her she simply collapsed.
0o0o0o0o0
The sunlight on her face awoke Utena, the morning sounds of the campus
outside a pleasantly familiar thing. Pushing herself she gasped in pain
as her shoulder flared up... then gasped again as the long night's
memories rushed in on her.
"You should be lying down," Anthy scolded as she entered, wearing a
simple dress and carrying a tray, "you need to rest."
Utena reached up to tentatively touch the bandage on her shoulder
through he pajama top, then let her hand flop to the bed. "Last night,"
she murmured, "it was all real."
"Yes," Anthy admitted, setting the tray beside the bed and revealing it
carried medical supplies. Gently she reached to Utena's shoulder, "Turn
please?"
Obeying that almost parental tone automatically Utena felt Anthy
delicately peel her night shirt down, remove the old bandage, clean the
wound and then apply a new bandage. "Akio," Utena softly asked, "is
he...?"
"He's still alive," Anthy said as she tugged the collar of Utena's shirt
up, her fingers lingering for a bit on her throat, "but he has been
stripped of his aspect as the Winter King, leaving him just a mere
mortal." A smile, "A fate worse than death, for him."
Utena looked at her warily, "If he's not the Winter King anymore, who
is?"
"You," Anthy said mildly. "Would you like a cup of tea, Utena-sama?"
"Well, yes I would..." Utena started when Anthy's statement caught up
with her, "me!"
Anthy gave her a guilt stricken look, "The spells Akio had me cast on
you were intended to make you and he connected, so that you could stand
in his place as the winter sacrifice and he could retain his powers.
When he was slain, the power poured through that link to you."
"Oh hell," Utena breathed out. "Does that mean I'll become like he did?"
she demanded, "Because if so, kill me now."
"No," Anthy quickly reassured her, "Akio was greedy, seeking to retain
his power outside of his place in the cycle." A pause, "There is one
other slight complication, Utena-sama."
"Why do you keep calling me lady Utena?" she asked tiredly. Feeling all
of last night's aches she continued, "What's the other complication?"
"The Summer Queen and Winter King," Anthy said softly as she kept a
gentle grip on Utena's hand, "are traditionally married."
Utena gazed at her blankly a moment, then fell back on her bed with a
soft groan. "Oh hell," she repeated, knowing that things had just gotten
much more complicated.
The end.. !
Notes: a fic in tribute to the upcoming longest night of the year and
the beginning of winter, officially. Based around various mythologies
I've read about, as well as a bit of Terry Prattchet stuff, too. I may
or may not continue this, if only in Arisugawa's Locket or something.
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