Akurei mo Tenshi no Shiseiji
Warnings: Tasuki's foul mouth
Okay so... in chatting with an rp partner, we ended up discovering that we had been a part of the same fandoms some 10+ years ago. She ran a website that hosted some of my old fics... which made me drag out some old dvds that I'd saved my webpages on... and lo and behold, I found these old fics hanging around still and decided heck why not bring them back. So here they are, a trip down memory lane! These were written in the late 90's and early 2000's when I went by too many psudonyms to remember. I actually forgot who I was until I physically saw the fics listed and went 'oh crap I remember those!'. Ahh memories.
Be warned... these were my first attempts at writing and are likely riddled with grammar, spelling and other noted errors. I've read through them, blushed furiously that I used to write like this, and decided to put them up anyway as-is with no revisions. So please enjoy, but don't bother correcting or whining, they shall be ignored!
Standard disclaimer: These characters aren't mine they're created by the wonderful Watase Yuu, although I wish they were, Houjun-chan is such a hottie! So don't sue me, I need o-ka-ne right now...
"Mobilize the Akurei. We will move on the portal when our Lord announces our orders."
"But sire, the Tenshi will try to stop us…."
"Then find a way around it K'ruien. We must find the Shiseiji at all costs."
"Yes sire, it will be done."
Lord D'nari sighed and paced before the wide window overlooking the jagged mountains terrain covered with the white snow of the first signs of the coming winter. Things had gone from bad to worse in the last few months. The Tenshi had decided to finally make their move after many years of peace. What had started out as a small brawl over two households had emerged finally into a full scale religious war.
He sighed and leaned against the window putting one dark hand to his forehead. Politics…..
"Sire….?" A soft voice called from the doorway. He glanced up. His young daughter stood hesitantly in the doorway, a fearful look on her fragile face. "We're going to war aren't we?"
He sighed and slowly walked over to her and took her into his embrace. "I wish it didn't have to be that way."
She buried her face into his robes crying, her wings shaking with each sob. "Why do we always have to fight with them… Can't it ever stop?"
He sighed and stroked her hair. He wished desperately he could shield her from such danger….. that's what a father always wants to do for his child…..but he couldn't do anything in this case. Ever since the two races had clashed over the birth of the legendary Shiseiji, it had been nothing but tragedy.
~"Thus, born of nobility, dark and light, soul and body, love and hate, courage and fear, white and black, yin and yang, shall the savior of the two races arise. He shall unbind the ties and re-forge destiny, and thus shall the rings of the moon be merged."~
D'nari reflected on the prophecy. It was something that had been analyzed, examined, theorized, speculated, and argued about on both sides, ever since the beginning of time. Each race claimed that they were the First race, and disclaimed the others as being the Nishu, the second race. Both being egocentric and unwilling to bend, thus had the various religions, cults, and the stereotypes, the racism, the hatred, the disputes had been born. It had been raging for thousands of years now, and they were no better off than when their ancestors had begun the fight. It was a fight between the Akurei and the Tenshi. Those born of the darkness, and those born of the light. The Akurei were night people, powers drawing from the body, while the Tenshi were children of the sun, power of the spirit. Each race had their own different powers and abilities, each exact opposites from the other. It was staggering in some instances since though different, they were equally matched almost to a point of mirror reflection.
D'nari cursed bitterly in his mind. Unlike many of his colleagues, he held an opposing viewpoint to the majority of the public. He was the head of the Council of Regents, and therefore second in command of the country. He was well respected for his fairness, judgment, and battle skills. He was an adept leader, devious strategist, and efficient manager. But he, unlike the majority of the country, and the world, held a different view of the Shiseiji...