Chapter Eighty-Two: Speak of the Devil 2
: As same with the other chapter, there will be a chance that I won't be able to warp this up today, due to reality as well as school. First of all is sorry, and lastly, let's start this chapter....!
In the dark looming skies of the Crossroads, Vatas remained in the sky. Keeping his altitude in the air by rapidly revolving his second identical sword under him in a spiral, along with its silver steel chain which managed to keep the boy afloat. The winds had come to a sudden still; everything was silent, with the exception of the crumbling pieces of the skyscraper that unlatched itself from its main body and crashed into the rubble-filled floor, dispersing into smaller pieces of rubble
As Vatas's eyes darted repeatedly around the ruins, he remained alert. All of sudden, Vatas immediately lashed around behind him, his first sword ready to guard. As he spun around, he immediately spun around his sword in a full circle, and caught it by the handle. With the blade of the sword now in reverse, facing behind him, Vatas brought the sword up in a full uppercut guard, as the sound of weapons clattering one another was scattered around him.
Vatas's eyes met Miranda's pitch black and bloody red, as the two stood in deadlock. Vatas's blade was in an uppercut-style guard, clashed steadily against Miranda's Banpaia Tsume(Vampire Claws). "How did you know where I was, dear?" Miranda asked in a smile, exposing her pointy fangs. Vatas remained silent, concentrating on continuing to block her attack, as Miranda smiled more broadly. "It has something to do with that eye of yours, am I right, dear? And the lens as well." Miranda then quickly deduced, her eyes drawing near Vatas's right eye and the lens floating before it in interest.
"You got that pretty fast," Vatas murmured quietly, now having trouble against guarding against Miranda's weapon. "But more on the matter, I have a question for you."
Miranda's eyes suddenly seemed to lit up, as she said nothing, waiting for Vatas to say further more. "This feels strange, I'm guessing this is a Genjutsu. Well, am I wrong?"
Miranda's eyes suddenly darkened, as they narrowed. "So, you figured it out, dear," she commented. "Looks like my playtime's over, unfortunately."
Vatas said nothing, as Miranda then suddenly flew back, breaking the deadlock. With now a large gap of over sixty meters behind them, Vatas then glanced at her. I was right, I am trapped in an illusion. Along with Rose and Menrui too. This is an illusion alright, but it doesn't feel like a normal one...
Vatas calculated, focusing on Miranda.
....I got it! This technique, the Genkaku Yochi(Illusionist's World) is clearly isn't a normal Genjutsu. From what I got, the vampire releases a strange scent of smell around her when she reverts more into her vampire form. This explains the strange smell Menrui and I smelt back then,
Vatas quickly deducted, as he remained silent, continuing to focus. It places whoever smells it into, in the most basic of terms, a false world, where reality doesn't exist. From what I've gotten from the vampire's mind, the user of this illusion technique controls this illusion world......
After so, Vatas's eyes immediately narrowed, as he then grasped his first blade while continuing to rapidly spin his other blade to maintain flight. "I'm surprised that you managed to figure it out, dear, judging from your look," Miranda said sweetly, yet her eyes were still darkened. "But to help you, this isn't a simple Genjutsu. In other words, you can't break out of it by normal means."
Vatas said nothing, his teeth gritted. "But I am curious, dear, of how you managed to solve the abilities of my Genkaku Yochi(Illusionist's World), as well as that you have a Flame protecting your blades, especially one with the Fifth Machiavelli Familglia Boss's."
"'Fifth Machiavelli Famiglia Boss?'" Vatas questioned, curious yet confused.
Several hundreds meter afar, about four hundred or so, Menrui sat on a large piece of debris, leaning against a large piece of stone that stood. Beside him laid the unconscious Rose Raiku, now completely healed and wrapped warmly in Vatas's cloak. Above them, a few hundred meters away and about three hundred and a half meters above from the ground were the two opponents, Miranda and Vatas. Menrui's eyes half-opened, he then glanced at Rose with a look of worry. "Dammit, she lost quite a lot of blood, more than five liters." Menrui commented, sighing. "It was a good thing Vatas managed to get to her before the girl died of blood loss."
Menrui then yawned, now sleepy. As his now-droopy eyes left Rose and her unconscious body, he then glanced down. Slowly reaching towards his now-stained pants, he then went into its pockets, his hand searching for an item of some sort. As he did so, he yawned once again. Then, his hands pulled out from the pockets, revealing a lighter created out of steel. The lighter was designed smoothly and was sleek, the center of it having an emblem of two rifles intersecting each other, creating a "X" mark. Between the two rifles was a longsword which crossed down between the two rifles.
As he did so, Menrui then attempted a weak smile, as he reached in his other pocket, pulling out a cigar. "It's been a while since I last had a smoke.." he murmured to himself, as he then leisurely set the cigar with his lighter.
Lazily, Menrui Tatski then slowly slid the lit cigar into his mouth. Stopping it just at the correct angle, Menrui then glanced at the soft tiny light. Yawning once again, he then slowly glanced up at Vatas and Miranda, who were both in midair. Taking a few seconds to glance at his comrade, Menrui then moved his eyes to the emblem on the sleek steel lighter.
That emblem was the mark of the Machiavelli Famiglia.
To be Continued..