Author: CrypticNiteMare PM
Moka was taken 5 years ago by a human organization called "Terminal". They searched for her everywhere but with the ongoing war, it's impossible. Yet what happens when Terminal strikes closer to home, wanting his children. Will Tsukune save them in time or will he lose everything? AU. Same people, same experience, only one pairing for Tsukune.Rated: Fiction T - English - Family/Friendship - Tsukune A. & Mizore S. - Chapters: 3 - Words: 16,734 - Reviews: 12 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 04-08-13 - Published: 12-31-12 - id: 8857568
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Humans and monsters no longer lived peacefully beside each other, it had changed from when Tsukune was a boy. The war had changed everything, and it was absolutely horrible now. The war between monsters and humans was dreadful, filled with blood and hatred. It started when Moka had been taken by a human organization called "Terminal". The organization plotted the complete end to monster life, to ensure the dominance of humans. To rid the Earth of the impurities that was monster life. Even though human lives greatly outnumbered those of monsters, that didn't mean they weren't going to be involved. Fairy Tale immediately called for action, a war, as did Terminal. Monsters lined up to rid the scum that had delivered the first blow. To kidnap a vampire, that was unheard of. The way Moka's father reacted also implied that he wasn't going to take this. It didn't help the Terminal was so hidden and secretive, though it was known that their numbers beheld the power of armies. Anybody could have been a spy or a soldier, trust wasn't common these days. Which was why Tsukune lived with Kurumu, Mizore, and Yukari. Everybody else was unaccounted for, and it grieved them all.
Bombings had been a regular occurrence these days, the loud crash and the ground violently shaking was just a reminder of more lives that were lost. From men, to women, to children, nobody was spared and it had growing losses on both sides. Though the girls had nothing against Tsukune, and he knew that they would never leave his side, he was constantly in fear of losing them. Especially after losing Moka five years ago. Nobody had recovered, nobody had a word to say about it other than the hopeful, "We'll find her." For all they knew, she was dead and had been dead since they had taken her. They were each 25 now, friends for 9 years, and Moka had been taken 5 years ago. The bitterness of that day and what it had caused pained each and every one of them. Though, Tsukune couldn't say his life was so horrible, he had Mizore.
After years of competition, Tsukune finally settled everybody's bickering by choosing the girl that had the greatest impact on him. Everybody thought it would be Moka, her dazzling beauty and her innocent but powerful persona nearly lured everybody into loving her. Truth be told, Mizore still had no idea what had happened to the point that he chose her. Whenever she asked him about it, he simply smiled and said, "You were the best choice anybody could ever make." The words had impacted her to where she tried hard everyday, while still living to inner Moka's words of not giving up on life. That day she cherished, because it was the day that she had begun to live and let go of the things that held her back. She grew strong and confident, and there was nothing to do to repay Moka. Except save her, they tried hard from the day she had been taken to now, but it wasn't easy. Monsters were the target of every human, save for Tsukune, and vice versa. The conflict would not resolve itself any time soon, so that was why they snuck far away from the world and lived in the middle of nowhere. It may be quiet and lonely but it was better than bloodshed and fear.
Mizore, being a snow woman, had a duty to her race to have as many children that was possible. With her mate secured, they had already became parents by the time they were 18, the first time to a little girl named Mai. Mai was a quiet girl and a spitting image of her beautiful mother. Her hair was the exact same purple as her mother and her eyes just as beautiful blue. Really, her eyes were a marvel. They were different shades of blue, from dark to light, with a matching blue pupil that it hid itself with the eye. Blending in so well that it looked as if she had no pupils in the first place. Mai's hair was short, a little past her shoulders and her skin was as fair as snow. The small girl had the same control of the snow as her mother but, combined with Tsukune's human genes, was able to survive in heat. Which everybody was grateful for, it meant that it was one less worry. It was hard to survive these days without having to constantly worry about heat problems.
Next, was the child they had at 20, only months before the current war began. A little boy was born to Mizore and Tsukune, named Kiyo. Kiyo was too mischievous for his own good, always being punished for doing something he should not. Normally leaving the house to look around would be okay, but now everybody was hunting for another's blood and it wasn't safe for even a child. The small boy still had snow skin and heat resistance, though a little less than Mai's. His hair was of a dark, bland purple, the color that his grandfather had. His eyes, once again, the same as his mother's. He was a cute kid, a chubby face and an innocent look, he was what you would expect from any child. Yet if a human saw him, it would be, literally, off with his head. Their looks completely followed after their mother's, they guessed since it was that Mizore's monster DNA dominated over Tsukune's pesky human DNA. Tsukune didn't mind that the kids looked like Mizore, she was beautiful and he knew his kids were the most glorious beings in existence. He was a father, and he had to put the wellbeing of kids and Mizore first, especially since Mizore was pregnant again. Since her time of fertilization would soon end, Tsukune knew that this would be their last child.
Now, Tsukune and Mizore were only a short while away before they introduced the last member to their family. Even if times were tough, they knew they had to stick together as a whole in order to survive. Even with the war, Mizore had to do this. Her children would have to survive and thrive, they had to. She couldn't bear it otherwise. Plus, now, she knew her people's population were struggling more than ever. They had to repopulate as the number dropped with each day. If the war didn't let up, her race, along with many others, would be extinct.
Mizore looked up to the ceiling from her bed, a hand placed protectively over her stomach and another tucked behind her head, supporting her. She didn't move much, as she had nothing to do really. The kids were being looked over and Tsukune went out to hunt, something he had to do to feed the whole group of them. She began to rub her stomach in circles, humming a little tune. The room around her was rather boring, but with the world being what it was now, she was just happy that it was the closest thing to safe. A nightstand stood beside her, with a single picture of the group when they were still young and innocent. The memory of how things were brought a single tear to Mizore's eye as she continued to hum for the baby.
"The world is cruel, little one, but I promise that I'll try my best to protect you all," she said the words with love, an emotion that was once so foreign to her. It was only when she met Tsukune that the word actually held a dear feeling, one that was the most joyous in the world. When she found out she was pregnant, she didn't know if there was a better feeling in the world. There was: holding the child you made from love in your arms. That love was amazing and it was a love that only grew greater. It was a love that was protective and understanding, a love that truly took over your heart and soul. She would do anything for her children, whether it took her life or anybody else's. There were no limits if it meant her babies be happy.
"I already love you so much," she said to her belly with her eyes closed, imagining what the baby looked like, "We can't wait to meet you."
With that the door opened, Mizore peaked one eye open to see the man she loved standing there, a soft smile on his face.
"I'm home," Tsukune said happily as he walked over to the woman laying down.
"Clearly," she replied, moving up by using her elbows. It was hard considering the belly, but she was rewarded for her efforts with a kiss. A kiss that she could never be use to, as it held an undying love from each of them.
"How's the baby?" Tsukune asked as he was taking off his jacket and shoes.
"Oh you know, being an ass. I threw up everything this morning," Mizore answered as she poked a finger lightly on her belly, "You like making momma suffer, don't you?"
Tsukune gave a small chuckle before he jumped onto the bed quickly and was in front of Mizore's stomach.
"It's okay, we'll ruin her life together," he said before he kissed her stomach and crawled back off the bed. He walked to the drawer, looking for something comfortable to before Mizore's voice called to him.
"Please, Tsukune, I don't think you could ever ruin my life. Maybe my body and giving me an asshole baby that won't let me eat, but not my life," she said out loud with a small smile of her own. She was somewhat different now, she was much more open and caring although her habits didn't change much. Before she had gotten pregnant, Mizore would follow Tsukune to go hunting whether she had permission or not. Whenever she was angry, she would make an ice kunai and throw it wherever she pleased. One time Tsukune came home late from a hard day of hunting to find the entire living room in a winter horror-land. She had been worried sick, and the ice around her showed it. They were twisted menacingly and the snow actually colder than what it should be. Tsukune didn't even know that was possible. It took a lot of apologies and kisses, but she calmed down. He liked that she didn't change and she was a great mother, he never had a complaint.
"Where are the kids?" he asked suddenly, looking around to see if any were hiding. They may had been children, but they were strong for their age. They could injury Tsukune with ease, even if he was stronger now.
"Well, considering that you just got home, I would say-"
The door flung open to reveal 2 small children, with a taller girl and a normal boy. Their hair glistened and a chill was sent through the room from the entrance of so many snow people. Of course, Mizore didn't notice, more than likely she liked it. Tsukune shivered but grinned at the children.
"Now," Mizore finished her sentence. She stood up, walking over to close the door to prevent the whole house from dropping temperature.
"Hey there, kids," Tsukune said pleasantly as he crouched down to their height, pulling them in for a hug. Of course, he felt a chill run up his spine, but that was something he had grown use to. He was kinda regretting not keeping his jacket on.
"Daddy, look what we learned!" Mai cried out as she stepped back from the hug. Her face contorted as she tried to concentrate hard, it was funny and Tsukune put a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing out loud.
Kiyo stood next to Tsukune, and he held his hand out but not to hold. With a cold wind coming from no where, a snowball was forming in his hands. It grew until it was a perfect sphere, there was no loose snow as it was compacted in tight. Kiyo was just learning to tame his power, so that was very impressive.
"Good job, Kiyo," Mizore exclaimed from right behind the father and son.
"Ah!" Tsukune yelped, wasn't she just at the door? She was a sneaky one, always coming out of nowhere. Tsukune calmed his heart rate and smiled, he put a loving hand on Kiyo's head and rubbed it.
"Good job, Jack Frost," Tsukune playfully complimented. He looked back over to Mizore to see her chuckle. Then her face grew surprised and the lollipop that was in her mouth dropped from her gaping mouth. Tsukune was scared for a moment that something was wrong with the baby, he needed to get the kids out.
He turned, "Mai, Kiyo-" then paused again. There, standing next to Mai, was a perfect ice clone of the girl. They had the same color and the same look, really, Tsukune couldn't tell them apart. Tsukune remembered the first time that he heard of Mizore doing this, back then she was trying to kill Moka, but she admitted that such a power required time and practice. How the hell did their 7 year old daughter learn this.
"Kiyo," Mizore said sternly, "go find your Aunt Yukari and send her here, don't come back with her."
The small boy nodded quickly and ran out the room, leaving his confused sister behind.
"Kiyo," she complained, "we haven't finished yet!"
The little girl turned back around to see her mother, eye to eye with her.
"Where did you learn that?" Mizore said quickly. She didn't teach that to her daughter, and they were the only snow people here. That she knew of, anyway. Even prodigies needed to be taught this move, otherwise it would be sloppy. There was no way that her daughter just said to herself one day, you know what I'm going to do? Make a clone.
It took work to make a clone so perfect. Mizore looked out the window, half expecting to see somebody looking in, and it only showed the surrounding forest outside. Far in the distance, she did see a mushroom cloud. Another bomb had been dropped. They'd have to move soon, the bombs were getting closer and closer every week. Moving wouldn't work if something was following her kids.
The little girl had tears in her eyes, she was afraid. "No-nobody," she replied quietly. Tsukune watched her struggle, but he couldn't help her. Mizore sensed something wrong, and she would it explain it to him.
Mizore huffed, "Don't lie to me, Mai."
The tears started to flow down the little girl's cheeks. It pained Mizore and she wanted to comfort the child so badly that her heartbeat started to hurt. She would hug her soon enough, she just needed to ensure the kids safety. They weren't supposed to go outside alone, they knew that, but it didn't stop them. If there was somebody out there, Mizore had no idea if they were dangerous or not. They were snow people, they had to be. Nobody else could teach Mai such a technique. A part of Mizore was happy that her race was nearby, but for that same reason, she was also scared. Why hadn't they showed themselves?
Mizore felt a warm hand on her shoulder, and she looked up to see Tsukune. He crouched down next to her and in front of the girl, the clone next to her melted quickly as she wasn't focused on it any longer.
"Mai," Tsukune said firmly, "answer your mother." The little girl looked between them and backed away slightly. She was scared and alarmed as to why her parents were so angry. Did she do something wrong? She was just trying to show them a new trick that the nice people taught her. They had warned her that if she told her parents of them, that she wouldn't be able to see them. She didn't want that. She backed away a little more, bumping into someone behind her. She turned her head and looked up to see her Aunt Yukari's face.
The witch had grown, and she was a beautiful 21 year old. Her body had filled out nicely and face had become more woman-like. She wasn't a child anymore, but she was still the youngest, not including the kids. Her hair was a dark brown and it had grown a lot longer, reaching to the middle of her back. Her pink purple eyes looked dim, and her face looked worried. She was grown now, but since she had been unable to track her parents, she was always a little down. She enjoyed to watch over the kids, it was something that she could do to get her mind off the current world. Their innocence and purity really filled everybody up with hope and determination. They had all agreed that the children came first, as they were their inspiration.
"You called?," Yukari asked the couple in front of her. She placed her hands on Mai's shoulders and gave it a slight squeeze. The girl was only nervous all the more. She started to shiver slightly.
Mizore kept her eyes on Mai as she spoke, "Have Mai and Kiyo left your sight recently?"
Yukari lifted her head up, her hat slightly tilting back. "Um, not recently. They've been playing in front of me for days now, because they know better, "she said as she looked down to Mai. Mai was looking down, avoiding everybody's gaze.
"Right?" Yukari said to the little girl.
The room was filled with silence and then Mizore mumbled, "Looks like you mastered this skill a while ago then."
"What are you talking about?" Yukari asked the snow woman.
Mizore's face grew dark, "Somebody around here has been teaching Mai advanced snow powers. They haven't revealed themselves to us and that is what makes me suspicious."
Tsukune piped up, "Mizore, dear, I travel in these woods everyday. I'm use to the snow people's presence, and I haven't seen anybody."
She sighed, "And that is what makes me afraid." She turned to Yukari, "Is there a spell you can cast that will scan the area? Ask Kurumu to fly around and look for anybody, please."
Yukari let go of Mai, "Sure thing, Mizore," she said as she backed away toward the door. Mai followed secretly after her. Mizore let the small girl go, she didn't have it in her to interrogate the girl anymore. They'd find their monster soon enough, or at least she hoped.
With them alone, Tsukune couldn't help but be nervous. He could feel how tense Mizore was, he had to calm her down before she froze the whole house. He pulled out one of their favorite topics.
"Mizore," he started, which was enough to get her to turn to him with wondering eyes, "Mai looks so much like you, and even Kiyo." He smiled.
A sly smile went across her lips for a second before her face turned back to normal, he would have to try harder. Secretly, she enjoyed the fact that the children took after her, even if Tsukune was the most handsomest guy she had ever met.
"It's like they are a perfect mirror of you, it's a good thing that their mother is so beautiful, and I don't mind at all," Tsukune admitted for the hundredth time. It didn't matter that Mizore had heard the words before, she still felt her heartbeat begin to beat faster. It always did when they spoke of their children. She had always wanted them and when she found out she was pregnant was one of the best days of her life. More importantly, the day that Tsukune had chose her was equally great.
"I'm hoping this one looks a little bit more like his daddy," She put her arms around his shoulders, breathing lightly on him. She didn't say it but it was implied that this would be their last child. Tsukune didn't mind that, the world was horrible right now. Half breeds like his children were forced to pick sides, but either way, one side would mistake them for the other and they would be killed on the spot. The fact that Mai and Kiyo looked exactly like regular snow people was a godsend, it meant they were at least safe from monsters. But humans were a different story. If this child came out like Tsukune, odds are it wasn't, he hoped it was all the way even if he really did want to see a mix of them in a child for once. Mai and Kiyo had some features of Tsukune, he couldn't complain, their insides had been altered from his genes. The heat resistance was most likely the best thing, but Kiyo had Tsukune's nose and Mai had his thin lips.
Mizore turned to meet his beautiful hazel eyes and started running her fingers through his dark brown hair.
"It's a shame that my parents haven't met them yet," Mizore admitted. She hadn't seen her parents in years, for some reason, when they turned 17, the village had been closed off. No matter what she did, the seals around the village wouldn't allow her through even when she had frozen the proper key links. Connection with them was impossible to get. Now, she was grateful if they were still under that seal, if an own snow person couldn't open the seal then that meant Terminal or Fairy Tale couldn't either. She hoped.
"Or mine," Tsukune's voice dropped. That wasn't a hundred percent true, they had met baby Mai and Mizore when she was pregnant with Kiyo. They made sure to send a Christmas card from years 17-20. The war began only a few days after Christmas and only a month after Kiyo being born. More than likely, that year's Christmas card hadn't been delivered so they had no real idea if Kiyo was a boy or a girl. With each pregnancy, they had always kept the gender unknown and this time, since hardly any hospitals were open that weren't run by Terminal or Fairy Tale, they would have no trouble since they hadn't been to a hospital.
Mizore smirked, "Tsukune, you haven't told me the true reason as to why you picked me that day."
With a smile of his own Tsukune replied, "What can I say, you were the best choice..."
"The real story."
"The real story?"
"I'm not an idiot, Tsukune, please, humor me to the real story," she said.
He huffed, he knew he couldn't keep it away from her forever, "Sure," he concluded. He thought back," I'm going to have to explain this from the beginning..."
"We have time."
Tsukune smiled at her insistence and began to speak.
I love it, I really do. Sorry, this was more of a prologue though you still need these events. Remember them well is all I'm saying. Until next time.