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| Chen Yakumo and MTG (Season 1) |
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Chen ran away, trying to escape from reality. MTG watched Chen run, tears in his eyes, and a lack of oxygen in his body. He watched the dust rise up from Chen's feet. A bright light flared in front of him, trapping him and the youkai hunters on the cliffside "Damn it, it's that youkai girl! It's just a trick, don't mind it!" the hunter strangling MTG said, letting go of the chain. Hands began to pull him towards the cliffside, and he fell to a rock jutting out from the cliffside. Crack "MTG... my ability..." Crack "Is I cause bad luck..." Crack "I hope you know..." Crack "I can't fly..." CRACK They were falling. It was probably no more than a few seconds, but it felt like hours to them. "MTG... I love you, but we can't..." Chen began to say. SPLAT Chen never finished her sentence. (Btw I didn't give up.) |
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--- Quote from: Shikieiki Ya- Yama- CHEN on October 13, 2009, 10:56:52 PM ---A bright light flared in front of him, trapping him and the youkai hunters on the cliffside "Damn it, it's that youkai girl! It's just a trick, don't mind it!" the hunter strangling MTG said, letting go of the chain. Crack --- End quote --- MTG faintly felt a tremor run through the cliffside underneath him. His senses were far too numbed from the asphyxiation to be sure. But he could feel the panic rise all around him. There was a scurry of activity... ....before suddenly the hunters slipped away from view, as if sucked in by the earth... It took a while for MTG to register that the edge of the cliff had begun to crumble, taking the hunters with it. And it won't be long...not long until it would take him too. He watched helplessly as the edge of the now receding cliff came closer and closer as cracks burst out in the ground under his paralyzed body. --- Quote from: Shikieiki Ya- Yama- CHEN on October 13, 2009, 10:56:52 PM ---Hands began to pull him --- End quote --- He felt a pair of hands weakly grab onto his collar. The grip was so weak, so frail...and yet it was full of determined, stubborn will. Who was this....? Who was...? But whoever was doing the pulling, wasn't getting anywhere fast. The crumbling cliff caught them and he and his helpless saviour fell.... He shook the wooziness out of his eyes as he plunged down against the raging winds in his face. Chen! Where was she! If that was her.... He spied out a limp body falling just a short distance in front of him, like a helpless doll in gravity's hands. It was....IT WAS...! IT WAS CHEN! He straightened out his body to reduce wind resistance and plunge onwards towards Chen. He reached out, stretching his arms until his arms ached. They floated around one another in freefall, in an almost weightless dance towards certain death. "CHEEEEEEEN!" He roared, flailing for her desperately. "CHEEEEEEN! OPEN YOUR EYES!" "MTG..." Chen's eyes slowly opened to look into MTG's "...my ability..." She breathed. --- Quote from: Shikieiki Ya- Yama- CHEN on October 13, 2009, 10:56:52 PM ---, and he fell to a rock jutting out from the cliffside. Crack --- End quote --- He rolled down a sharp incline of rough dirt, his brain reeling from the impact. His vision spun. But he shook it off. He had no time for weakness! He righted himself and skid down the remaining bit of outcrop before launching downwards once more. He plunged forwards again to catch up with the still falling Chen. "CHEN!" MTG roared. "GRAB MY HAND!" He reached out again against the roaring fury of the winds. "...Is I cause bad luck..." He heard Chen whisper to him against the cruel, harsh winds. The sad look is her eyes drove daggers through MTG's heart. It was the look of a child dying of a terminal disease demanding of her parents, why did it have to be her? Why did fate deal her this hand? To die slowly, painfully, alone and afraid? --- Quote from: Shikieiki Ya- Yama- CHEN on October 13, 2009, 10:56:52 PM ---Crack --- End quote --- MTG crashed flat into another jutting outcrop of rock. He bit cold, hard dust, mixed in with blood. He spat it all out and pushed himself onto his feet, kicked off the dust into a mad dash, ran for life, before leaping out over the edge and plunging after Chen once more. He felt the blood run past his cheeks and temples in the cold harsh wind. It was clouding his vision, misting up in deep red. But he focused all his remaining vision on his target. Chen... CHEN.... He reached out. His fingers batted against Chen's a few times. Just a bit more! Just...a bit more....! "CHEEEEEEEN!" He pushed out against everything, against physics, against the entire world, against everything that held him apart from Chen. He reached out one last time with every ounce of might he had left, almost dislocating his shoulder in the process. He reached her. He had her! He grasped her limp hand, pulled her into him, and reached around her frail body before pulling her into a tight embrace, as if afraid to ever let go ever again. "Chen...." MTG gazed into her surprised eyes, now brimming with tears. "....hahaha....Look...I got you....and I'm....I'm never letting go....y-you....c-call this bad...luck...?" He chuckled. "I..." He heard Chen begin, her voice quivering with disbelief. "...hope you know..." She whispered. --- Quote from: Shikieiki Ya- Yama- CHEN on October 13, 2009, 10:56:52 PM ---Crack --- End quote --- MTG was ready for this one. He had pulled Chen close against himself and shielded her against the impact of the rocky outcrop. The impact jarred his already abused body further, but he gritted his teeth against the overwhelming wish to just give away to the cold hands of unconsciousness. He had something he had to protect! He couldn't give away! Not now! NOT EVER! "I can't fly..." He heard Chen say, her voice defeated, sad, laden with despair. --- Quote from: Shikieiki Ya- Yama- CHEN on October 13, 2009, 10:56:52 PM ---CRACK --- End quote --- They smashed into another rather sizeable outcrop of cruel rock. MTG did his best to fall back first, to cushion Chen's fall as best as he could. But this was it. The impact was too much. That last crack was more than just rock and dust. It was something inside. They rolled helplessly off the jutting outcrop and back into freefall. MTG spent the last of his ebbing strength to grasp Chen, knoting his arms protectively around her. ...if he died here....at least his corpse would soften her fall.... His head felt light. His heart was weakening. There wasn't enough blood left for it to pump. There was a small sting of pain somewhere in his lower back, off to one side. Was that a rib? Or two? Oh well, won't matter much soon. ...then again, a broken rib or two would make it easier for Chen to feast of his carcass later, or so he chuckled to himself, morbidly. He felt numb. He couldn't even feel Chen against himself anymore. It was becoming cold, oh so very cold. He felt life slip away. His life didn't flash before his eyes. There was no life to flash before his eyes. He hadn't lived until he met Chen after all. "MTG... I love you, but we can't..." Chen's voice filtered through from some far away world... --- Quote from: Shikieiki Ya- Yama- CHEN on October 13, 2009, 10:56:52 PM ---SPLAT --- End quote --- The wet sound of the soft bodies of the hunters hitting cold, hard rock down below echoed out against the howling wind. But MTG barely registered it. Something else was ringing in his head, echoing, resounding, resonating with every single fiber of his being. Chen's words... ...I love you.... Something welled up from the depths of his heart....a warmth spread through his chilled arteries, dispelling the numbing cold of death and despair.... ...love you.... His eyes flared... ...love... ...it was everything, everything he ever needed... He spun the chain around himself and bit one end in his teeth. He spun out the metal pipe holstered on his back before ramming it straight through one of the chain's ringlets and into the cliffside. Sparks burst out on impact as the pipe bit into the cold rock, embedding itself deep. He let go of the pipe from sheer momentum. But it was done. He grasped Chen tight and grabbed the chain with his free hand. The metal burned hot as the rusted surface chaffed against his flesh, but he gritted his teeth and bit out the pain. Their descent slowed....slowed....slowed.... Until finally they ran out of chain. The two fell limply to the ground which was only a few measly feet under them. A cloud of dust rose...and then settled down all around them. The cliff they fell off didn't seem so far off above them. But it felt like an eternity since they fell of its side. Thunder shook the sky far above the cliff, silhouetting its jagged edge against a patch of silver white. Cold droplets of rain began pelting down on their dusty, bloody bodies. But after everything it felt....refreshing.... "....y-you said....you love me...." MTG murmured weakly, his voice almost dying away in the wind and pattering of rain. "......h-how is t-that...u-unlucky....? C-Chen....I-I'm....I-I'm t-the happiest man i-in....a-all existence....I-I'm l-loved b-by t-the most beautiful a-angel....h-how is that...unlucky?" A small smile played on his pale lips. "....I love you Chen....and for that alone....I am lucky...." |
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