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She picked up the book and put it on her desk.
Tap tap.
Chloe looked over to her window to see Cyrii hanging upside down outside it. She walked over to open the window and Cyrii climbed in. “Anything I need to know about before I leave?”
Chloe thought for a second. “I obtained the book from Genocide, but a page is missing and otherwise there’s no reason why he should want the book. he doesn’t have capacity for magic, after all. Maybe it was something to do with the missing page.”
Chloe nodded. “Maybe. I guess I could try to find the missing page, but I’m sure he wouldn’t be happy if I looked in his room. Well you know what? He doesn’t own the book in the first place, am I right?”
Cyrii thought about what he was going to say. “Well... it would be a invasion of privacy, but who cares; it’s Genocide. After all, he couldn’t beat me down.” Cyrii grinned.
“You’re doing that ‘oh I’m so cool’ thing again.” Chloe said.
“Oops.” Cyrii said, embarrassed.
“We would have to look in his room, when he’s not there. But how would we get him to come out of his room?” Chloe asked.
“Well...” Cyrii said, as if he had a idea. “He tends to come down for dinner. You could leave the table early and have a look.”
Chloe considered this for a moment. “That’s a rather simple idea, but simple enough that it might just work. I’ll try it.”
Cyrii crossed his arms. “Well, I better head off. See ya, Chloe.” With that, Cyrii climbed down from the tree and left.
Middy made Lo Mien for dinner that night. Chloe followed Cyrii’s plan of leaving the table early, leaving her bowl of noodles half-empty and her water untouched.
As Chloe scurried up to the stairs, Genocide watched her leave. When she left, he just stared at his bowl.
“What is she doing?” Genocide thought.
Chloe ran into his room and sorted through drawers.
“Where is it? Where is it!?” Chloe thought.
“Excuse me.” Genocide said, as he got up and went up the stairs.
Genocide ran into his room and saw Chloe.
“Well, well, well... look who we have here.” Genocide said. Suddenly hearing his voice made Chloe jump.
“Uh... uh...” Chloe stuttered.
“I see you’re trying to make excuses.” Genocide tapped his fingers against the door. “Tsk, tsk. Looking for the page I tore out, I assume?”
Chloe remained silent as he continued, “Well, you’re not going to find it that way.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded sheet of paper. “I’m holding onto it.”
“The missing page!” Chloe thought. She walked over to Genocide and swiped the paper out of his hand before he could react.
“Hey! Give that back, I need it!” Genocide chased her down the hall as Chloe unfolded the page. She read it to herself, or at least what she could understand. It was – unlike the rest of the book – written in the strange lettering that she had seen Cyrii and Xauc write notes to each other in a few times in the past.
Chloe read through the page. “Why would he need this?” She kept thinking to herself.
Genocide kept chasing her until they got to the kitchen.
“Give it back!” Genocide kept yelling.
Chloe ran to her room and locked her door, and ran to her window to shut it closed.
“Damn.” He thought.
Chloe stuffed the piece of paper in her back pocket.
“Ha-ha.” Chloe mocked.
Genocide tried to knock the door down; but couldn't. “Damn it, Chloe! Open up, I need that page!”
Chloe ignored Genocide’s pleading and took the page to her desk. “There’s no way I can figure out what this says on my own. I suppose I could have just asked him what it said... No, he’d never tell me.”
Chloe sat and stared at the paper. Using what little knowledge she had of the Maltilian language, she attempted to decipher the page.
“The Warriors are a very different breed of humans with ability diverted from those of psychics. They are the first evidence of the Maltilian deities existing, and are proof for some.
Each Warrior has an alternate form. These forms are named with something to do with their respective element. The Shadow, Inferno, Tsunami, Blizzard, and Blinding forms for each Dark, Fire, Water, Ice, and Light respectively. Earth has no alternate form.”
Chloe was surprised when her translation turned out to not be complete gibberish. This page was a startling change from the mystic nature of the rest of the book.
Genocide hesitated, tapping his foot, waiting for Chloe to come out.
Chloe stared at the page, put it in her back pocket, and walked out, accidentally slamming the door in Genocide’s face.
“Whoops.” Chloe said, laughing, and walked away.
Genocide fell back and landed on his back. “Ow!” He yelled, he got up fast and chased after Chloe, once again.
Chloe saw Genocide running towards her, she just walked very slowly, and then, all of a sudden, Genocide pounced on her.
“Where is the page?” He asked calmly.
“What page?” Chloe asked, smiling.
“Listen. I need that page!” He yelled.
“Why?” Chloe asked, trying and failing to throw him off. “It’s not like you’ll die if you don’t have it!”
“I might.” Genocide’s expression darkened. “It’s only a matter of time before Cyrii’s sent after me. Knowing him, he’ll kill me just to save himself! As I am now, I can’t stand up to a psychic.”
Chloe snorted. “I’m sure that he’s not going to be sent after you. Besides, what do the alternate forms of the Warriors have to do with you?”
Genocide picked her up and slammed her against the wall. “I’m a Warrior!"
Chloe stared at him. “If you’re trying to scare me, you’re failing.”
“You’re going to be scared if I don’t get that page!” Genocide said, smiling wickedly.
“Pfft, so?” Chloe said, not caring.
“Where is it...” He said, looking away.
“Somewhere.” She said.
Genocide grabbed her, and lifted her up in the air. “Where is it!?” He yelled.
“Cyrii!! Genocide’s hurting me!” Chloe yelled.
“Cyrii’s not here to save you now!” Genocide threw her to the floor and punned her down with his foot. “Give me the damn page before I have to take your life!”
Chloe reached in to her back pocket and pulled out the page. “Here, take it. Some stupid sheet of paper isn’t worth my life.”
Genocide was only too happy to take the page back. “And the book?”
“In my room.”
Genocide walked up to Chloe’s room, leaving Chloe by herself. Shakily, she stood back up and used the wall to support herself. “So... I suppose that he wants to access his alternate form if he’s a Warrior, then.”
Genocide looked through Chloe’s room. He found the book, and took it, but, he looked around. “I wonder what else that germ has around here?” He thought.
Chloe walked up to her room. “Snooping!? In my room!?” Chloe asked, standing in front of her door.
Genocide didn’t answer her. He walked out of her room, and down the stairs.
“Wow.” Chloe said.
Chloe went down to the kitchen to grab a pudding cup.
Genocide walked around to the back of the house. “She doesn’t have anything interesting. Now, let’s see here...” He unfolded the sheet of paper again, and read it.
“A Warrior’s alternate, more powerful form varies from Warrior to Warrior. The form’s name has been deemed over the years to have a name related to the Warriors’ element (Darkness, Fire, Ice, Water, and Light) . The alternate form names are Shadow, Inferno, Blizzard, Tsunami, and Blinding.
A Warrior can enter his or her alternate form on will if they have the proper word written correctly on their body. The name of the form is the word to be inscribed in blood with the first letter on their chest, the second on their left shoulder, the third on their left hand, the fourth on their right shoulder, and the fifth on their right hand.”
Genocide smiled and pulled out a knife. “With this....” He took off his shirt and drew blood from his index finger on his right hand.
Using the knife as if it were a pen, he pressed the tip of the blade softly into his chest, drawing more blood. he made the appropriate strokes to form the letter S in Maltilian.
Repeating the gesture on his left shoulder, he drew the blade down and crossed the first line, then crossed the line that crossed the center line. in between the two lines, he pierced his skin as to make a dot to complete the letter H.
The A on his left hand was more difficult. It was more uncomfortable to inscribe it on his hand, but he got it done. “Two more, and then the W on the back of my neck.”
In a few minutes, he completed the entire word. He made sure that each letter was in the right place. He read it in order as the book told him to inscribe it.
S H A D O W.
“I hope this works when I need it to.” He pulled his shirt back on, flinching when the fabric rubbed against the cuts on his shoulders and chest. He wrapped both of his hands and his neck in bandages. “Let’s see Cyrii deal with this.” He walked back inside.
Chloe and Cyrii were both inside, eating grilled cheese, and tea.
Genocide walked in, and sat down.
Cyrii dropped his cup of tea and turned to face at Genocide, while Chloe had a disgusted expression upon her face.
Genocide closed his eyes and sat in a chair.
Chloe moved away. “Nice.” She said.
“Shut up.” Genocide said, hardly moving his mouth.
Cyrii still didn’t say a word, but, still stared at Genocide.
“Did a raccoon bite you and mistake you for trash now?” She said.
“No!” Genocide said angrily. “That’s a stupid question.”
Cyrii started picking up pieces of the shattered teacup. “There’s no such thing as a stupid question.”
“Whatever. Don’t judge me.” Genocide got up and walked up the stairs. “I’m going to bed.”
Chloe looked at Cyrii. “What was that all about?”
Cyrii shrugged silently and placed the pieces of the teacup on the table in his napkin. He stood up and threw away the napkin with the glass into the trash. “Maybe he had a bad day? I bet he wasn’t happy about you snooping around in his room or taking the page.”
“No... He definitely was not.”
The next evening, Cyrii and Chloe were playing a card game on the porch with special cards that the Government gave Cyrii a few years back. Genocide watched from the window, not daring go outside to face them.
The wind started to blow, the cards were flying away.
“Grab them!” Chloe said, trying to reach for them.
Cyrii got three, while Chloe got five.
Cyrii stood there and felt the wind blow in his hair.
Genocide saw them and put a hand on the window. He didn’t need them, he kept thinking to himself. “But... I don’t have any friends- Who needs friends!?” He argued with himself.
Genocide stood there, seeing how much fun they had, but turned away.
Chloe grabbed Cyrii’s hand and held it in the air, trying to jump off the stairs.
“One... Two... Three... Jump!” Chloe said, as they both tumbled into the grass below, laughing.
“Listen... the birds.” Chloe said, as the birds were making a faint chirping noise.
“Sickening,” Genocide thought. “If I want friends, I certainly don’t want to be friends with such sickly sweet, good-hearted people! Now, onto why I came...”
Genocide ducked down so that they couldn’t see him and read more of the page.
“Contrary to popular belief, the Warriors are not magical beings. They gain their powers from defects in their genes.
Unfortunately, this also renders them sterile.
A Warrior has never been witnessed entering their alternate form, however it’s widely believed that they use their powers to envelop them while chanting the name of their alternate form. Shadow for Darkness, Inferno for Fire, Blizzard for Ice, Tsunami for Water, and Blinding for Light.”
Genocide let himself relax. “I’ll get rid of Cyrii before he gets rid of me.” He closed his eyes and let loose his powers a little at a time. “Shadow... Shadow... Shadow...” He chanted softly, making sure that Cyrii and Chloe couldn’t hear him.
“Do you hear something?” Chloe asked.
“No.”
Chloe looked around. “Hmmm...” She thought.
Cyrii sat back down. Chloe looked, and looked around, to see what that noise was.
She looked through the window. Genocide!
“Genocide?” Chloe looked through the window.
“Shadow...” Genocide continued, ignoring Chloe. Slowly, his hair began to turn black.
Chloe took a few steps back and ran back over to Cyrii. “Hey, Cyrii–”
Cyrii covered Chloe’s mouth. “It’s your mind playing tricks on you again, huh? Don’t worry about anything, focus on something productive.”
Chloe took a glance back at the window. Even she could feel Genocide’s rather creepy presence. “Don’t you know he’s there, Cyrii?” Chloe sighed and agreed.
“Cyrii... And Chloe.... My my, what a nice couple you two make.” Whoever spoke did so in rather unnerving monotone.
Cyrii turned around quickly while Chloe turned around slowly, horrified. Genocide’s hair and skin was now completely black while the symbols on his hands, shoulder, chest, and the back of his neck glowed an icy blue. “It’s too bad I have to get rid of you. After all, I can’t have two threats living under the same roof as I do. At least you’ll be together in Hell.”
Genocide took a few more steps forward, and used his dark powers – which now seemed to be completely tangible – to impale Cyrii. Cyrii coughed up a few drops of blood and fell to the ground, shaking. “Come now, I thought you could withstand that. Pity.”
He turned his gaze to Chloe, who was frozen in fear. “If you hadn’t gotten involved, maybe I would have let you live.”
He kicked her to the ground and used a spear of dark energy (for lack of better word) to stab her though the heart.
Turning his attention back to Cyrii, he watched him writhe in pain until he bled out.
“I congratulate your effort, but your life ended here,” Genocide said only too cheerily as he walked away.
~End~
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