The library
The breeze rustled, and the curtains blew ever so slightly, as I sat there silently watching from the soft couch. The book that I held in my hand remained still unread, I had been unable to sleep that night and had gone downstairs to read, but I had ended up spending more time staring out the window than I had spent reading. Something was wrong. I could feel it in the very depths of my being, I did not know what it was but I knew that it was something not to be taken lightly at all. I stood and made my way into the kitchen.
The white light flooded the room as I opened the refrigerator and removed a bottle of cold water. I poured myself a glass and then returned to the living room. . . strange that I had not noticed Nasuti-san entering that room and sitting down. I stood there watching her read for a moment then turned and walked away, to the upstairs. The air was very hot and humid up here, and I closed my eyes as I adjusted my breathing to it. When I closed them I felt a bit dizzy, I tried to open them again, but a vision was forming before them, opening them would do no good to expel the sights from my mind. I let the vision wash over me.
I was walking in the rain, it was probably about dusk, however the sky was so heavily clouded that it seemed as if it were midnight. I looked around myself, the air was strangely heavy as if there were something dark hanging in it, then I noticed the ground. I was walking on bones, they crunched beneath my feet as I made my way toward something which seemed to be drawing me to it.
The thunder rolled and I could feel something building up, an energy, it was growing larger and larger. The ground shook as a huge hill of giant faces rose from the greying burnt ground. The faces twisted and screamed. I nearly had to cover my ears for the sound that issued from their twisted mouths was like fingernails on a blackboard. I narrowed my eyes and unfolded my wings out behind me, the wind blew and I rose into the air in a flurry of feathers.
I had no clue where I was, but one thing I did know. This plane was at least only a step away from astral and I could change things here. I pulled a sword from the air and blocked as a thousand swords flew at me from nowhere, ripping my cloths, and coming very close to cutting my white-blonde hair. I let out a yell, not one of pain or fear, but one of power, My ki flared up toward the hill and the sword in my hand began to burn brightly with white light. Then the darkness came, edging in from all of the corners and oozing about me, strangling me. I was suspended there in the web of darkness for a short time, my wings bent at an odd angle, and my clothing shredded terribly. Then the music started. . .or maybe it was there all along.
I sat up with a jolt. Somehow I was in my bed, the sheets tangled about my sweating body. Had it been a dream? I wondered to myself, then I looked down at my clothing. It was no dream, my cloths had small tears all over them and I felt light headed as I always did after such a journey. I stood and walked to my dresser, opening it, taking out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. I then changed my cloths and walked downstairs.
I turned the corner at the bottom of the stairs and nearly bumped into Nasuti-san. She seemed very worried about something. My thoughts were confirmed when she began speaking, her voice was not calm at all.
"Seiji-kun, come out there and help me, Naaza's outside and he won't wake up. It looks like he got bumped on the head by something."
I nodded and followed her out of the house, the music still faintly ringing in my ears.
"There he is," she said, pointing to the Doku Masho who lay there unmoving save for the light rise and fall of his chest that could be seen through the old black T-shirt that he wore.
The two of us walked over to him. It took me a moment to assure Nasuti-san that he was all right and that it was safe to move him, but soon enough we had him inside and safe on the couch.
It was a little bit strange to me after all this time, to be helping someone who's soul purpose had been for the longest time to kill myself and my friends, but the Masho had changed, and we were no longer enemies so I pushed any resentful feelings that I had to the back of my mind. I walked into the living room and sat down on a recliner, just sitting there in the darkness. Something was coming, I could feel it. I did not know what it was, but something it seemed had been released tonight, something evil.
There was a sound like a dog walking about outside the door, Nasuti-san was just walking inside from looking at the stars. She screamed. I ran to see what was the matter, things happened like a blur, Shuu was there at the door, but something was wrong, when I actually looked to see what was there is when I realized what it was. He was a wolf.
Strange things happen to us all the time, and we think nothing of it because for the longest time we were just as strange as the things happening. Some of us it seems still are. I know I am one of those who can not and perhaps even does not wish to be fully normal, after all there is no way to escape one's own nature. What I am inside is not Korin no Seiji, nor is it my Seraph heritage, I am Date Seiji, and even if I do have special powers I am still a person. We all are.