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Re: Vatas Shadow Pridus: The Story
Special: Nui Gaiden!
Chapter Thirty-Eight: Another Madman with a Weapon of Mass Destruction: Part One
Note: Today's release chapter will be a tad larger than a usual chapter.
The flash of light only happened for a split second. It overwhelmed everything in a eighty-meter radius of Sakura Helga, yet it just came and went like nothing, leaving behind it's user and the person that it was used against, Matsumora.
Matsumora was crouched, on her knees, her expression showing pain as blood dripped from her right arm, five slashes on it. Her blood flowed into the icy water she stood on and mixed with it as Matsumora gazed at Sakura in agony and anger. Finally, the silence ended as Sakura opened her mouth.
"I'm surprised....you're not dead," she said in a sort-of-bored look as Matsumora immediately glared at her.
"You're very skilled.....to be able to have summoned a shield of fire around you at the last moment."
At that moment, Matsumora leaped back, her humongous executioner blade in her left hand. "You'll pay for that. You'll pay, with your damn wretched life!"
She then let go of the grip on her blade. The huge sword clattered to the ice, dimly cracking it as it slid downwards. Before Sakura could be alert, Matsumora quickly pulled out something in her robes. With her left hand, she whipped it forward in Sakura's direction.
With a broad and triumphant grin on her face, Matsumora lashed the object she pulled at Sakura, as somehow, a wave of white flames suddenly appeared, to Sakura's astonishment and horror.
"Weapon of Mass Destruction #45, Fire Chain." Matsumora stated wickedly.
Kato sat on the rooftop of the building, his eyes closed. His legs were crossed, and he was forming a handsign. In ten long tiring weeks, Kato had finally managed to get into the state of complete meditation and relaxation.
The dim sun stood lazily in the red sky, reading to set off into darkness and for the moon to arrive. In a while, Kato was at peace, perfect bliss.
Unfortunately for him, that "bliss" was just going to last just for a few more seconds as the receiver came. Receivers were shinobi who's main objective was to deliver and receive messages, at it implied in their name. They had little combat prowess, but were all intelligent and strong-footed, except for one. And that one was the one receiver who had found Senso's rebellious pigeon, also jokingly named "Mr. Perkins" for some strange reason.
Now, with the message in his hands, the receiver timidly made his way to Kato. The receiver took in the sights as he walked; the building was painted in light tan, and the rooftop was flat, except for a few edges and bumps here and there. He then set his sight into the setting sun: the sharp light reflected on his glasses as the receiver accidentally walked into a bump section of the rooftop.
He went down like a sack of potatoes, quickly sliding into Kato. The receiver tried his best to warn Kato, but Kato was already in his state of meditation.
With that, the receiver's legs met Kato's behind rear and Kato was sent falling down a ten-story building.
To Be Continued.
Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Message: Part Two
Everyone walking in the streets who witnessed Kato fall down were both astonished in his well-being as well as received their just dose of comedy for the day.
Just as the receiver had thought that Kato had died, he looked down, to see the man in a pile of garbage, surrounded by dirty underwear and a rotted banana peel on his face. Kato had luckily landed inside the garbage disposal container, but he was furious despite the fact that he had just escaped a major injury, at the very least. Now attempting to get out of the garbage disposal, Kato grasped on the edge of it as by-passers around him cracked up in laughter.
"I'm sorry." the receiver muttered as he helped Kato out, who glared needles at him.
After that, there was an aura of silence between them as the two walked through the streets, the man covered in toe to head in trash and the boy with a goofy expression on his face.
"What did you need me for?" Kato finally asked, breaking the aura of silence. "For this." the receiver muttered and quickly placed his hands in his pocket to pull the letter out. The receiver then handed Kato the letter, who opened it and quickly skimmed through it as his eyes widened.
"Damn....he hoodwinked us." Kato muttered. He then suddenly spun to the receiver and ordered, "Get me Nami Hanochi, stat!"
"Lord Hisagi," the man said as he crouched on the slick ice floor, "W.O.M.D. #45 is online."
The man wore a robe as same as the ones Kaname, Mataumora, and Allon were wearing; he had twenty scrolls on him, and there were a dagger strapped to his back. The man had dirty blond hair, cut short.
As he kneel before his master, Lord Hisagi, who sat on a throne.
The throne was entirely created out of ice, and looked delicate and beautiful. It seemed to hypnotize anyone who glanced at it, all except for Hisagi, who playfully smiled, as if he was in a game of cat and mouse right now.
"I noticed, Zara. You are aware of what happens to someone who releases a Weapon of Mass Destruction without permitted access, do you not?"
The man known as Zara glanced up in shock.
"Yes. Execute them."
To be CONTINUED
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