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Chapter 5
A/N: Oh I hate my muses at the moment, they like to chop and change like the wind; one moment, it’ll be Kurama and Harry directing my writing, then Sonic and now I’m on a Legacy of Kain drug with Raziel, Kain and Harry demanding time, Makes me wonder sometimes if my mind will explode with so many muses at once trying to shove their ideas into my head. Anyone else a fan of Legacy of Kain?
Well I was listening to this: http://www(dot)youtube(dot)com/watch?v=LGAkpRncNbQ&feature=related
It was the inspiration I have needed for all my YYH/HP crossovers and other fics, here’s to hoping my muses stick around more.
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Disclaimer: Don't own HP or YYH only the plot ideas running round in my head.
Warnings: None at this moment in time
Genre's: HP/YYH Crossover
Meus Infractus Somnium
Chapter 5
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Gringotts Inheritance Room…
Quiet breaths were taken in, as the form in the red coated room shifted; hands flexed as the body slowly uncurled, ears twitching with the minute sounds, which could be heard beyond the barriers that glowed bright blue on the walls. A whimper escaped the raw throat; not of pain or anger but out of relief, for the pain was now gone, leaving him sensitive to all touch, until his newly grown skin hardened itself to the cold air.
A hiss of breath came from his throat, as he slowly forced himself to his hands and knees; across from him, the door slowly opened, the frame of the wood collapsing, while the wizard blinked in shock, hand held up from where he had been pushing the door open. Stepping inside, the wizard had to jerk back as what almost looked like lightening, flared up, attacking anything within range and the walls further cracked; the lightening not able to go beyond the barriers that were beginning to strain.
His head jerked as glowing purple eyes, infused with green, snapped in the direction of the door; nostrils flaring as he caught the scent of fear from the Ningen. A throaty growl, rumbled from his chest; while slowly but surely, pushing past the pain, the newly awakened one straightened up to his full height of 5ft 3in.
Glowing eyes captured the brown ones of the wizard, freezing him in place as he finally saw the beast that was hungering for prey; the wizard felt himself shivering, now knowing the full extent of the creature’s anger and hunger, as it took a step towards him. Long black tangled strands of hair, which reached to his hips when smooth, swayed with the creature’s steps that got faster and faster; clawed hands that were eager to delve into Ningen flesh before him and consume the hot blood that ran in the wizards veins.
A strangled sound came from the man’s lips, a helpless sound as he watched his death with wide eyes, fear clear within his watery depths. When, suddenly, he was pushed aside, as several goblins made a semi circle around the doorway; then with fingers glowing with their personal brand of magic, began to write into the air, runes glowing, as the complex and ancient spells were written and activated once again.
The creature crashed into the barriers that lined the room, the magic splintering apart when red energy cascaded into them; the more powerful energy completely absorbing the feeble magic’s that tried to keep it contained. A purr slipped from his lips, as the glowing eyes narrowed in amusement; while the magic’s fought against his control, they soon succumbed to him, his body eagerly taking the magic for itself, so to replenish his near empty stores of magic and to help the healing along at a much faster pace.
Then without warning, strands zipped from the walls at an incredible pace and if not for the creature’s quick senses, which immediately noticed the threat; he would have been caught in the web that was being spun around him. Jumping backwards, while back-flipping; his lips lifted off his teeth, showing unnaturally sized canines, while two dark objects that had, until now, been limp on his back, spread wide on each side of the creature revealing them in all their splendour.
They were wings, leather skin was spread over a delicate membrane structure that was able to not only keep the creature afloat in the air; but also to help him dodge the strands of magic, which kept trying again and again to catch the now allusive being, who was clearly not wanting to be caught. But it was soon to be over, the purple green eyes, which were slowly beginning to gain some sort of sanity; widened in shock and pain, as the wings crumpled and sent him crashing, to the hard cracked concrete flooring below.
This time he was too slow, the strands of magic moved as soon as he fell and snared the creature within its grasp; wrapping around his form and binding him completely. His thighs, legs, ankles, wrists and arms were bound against his form leaving him prone upon the floor, growling in anger and frustration; wings straining against the magic that were keeping them bound against his back. Eyes flicked back and forth in slight panic and frustration, as he tried to figure a way out of this ‘prison’, that he was currently now trapped within.
Straining, the magic slowly pulled apart, as his more powerful energy combined with natural magic began to pick apart the binds; soon to set him free to hunt as he wanted. But it was to be useless, for the goblins that had put up the barrier around the door moved into the room; magic gathered around their hands, as their fingers seemed to move in a fidgety way, but the magic that glowed at the tip of every goblins fingers certainly told a different story. Glowing eyes snapped to them, fright within as he recognised the spell they were weaving; struggling even more the spell began to unravel at a much higher rate, freeing his limbs.
“Necto!” At the same time the goblins thrust out their hands towards the creature, magic spilling from their fingers and streaking towards the bound figure. The word echoed in his ears, panic infused within him as he recognised the power word and he was finally able to break free of the strands, which slid off his form and dispersed into the air like they had never been there. Using everything at his disposal, he tried to escape the room before he was trapped away once again; but the minute that word had been spoken, it had already been far too late.
He crashed straight into the magic, which speared him down to his core and wrapped around it, containing and restricting the feral insticts that were flaring inside of his body; but unlike what they thought was brainless instinct, was in-fact something completely different, the inheritance had awoken a part of his soul that had lain dormant since it had been reborn, but something had gone wrong, deadly wrong. As those binds of magic wrapped around the presence and pushed it back, the unconscious mind of the once human fought back savagely; while the new awakened part also fought against this intrusion and also to not be shut away once again, for how could it protect it’s vessel if forced away once again, like so many years ago.
Purple eyes that were shown instead of green, flashed with panic as he slid backwards, green mixing into the purple as shadows began to overcome his vision; a keen of pure and utter terror escaped him as the body thrashed, ‘notthedarkness,neverthedarkness,don’tshutmeawayIhateit,itscaresmepleasedon’t,please,pleasedon’tleavemealone’.
Eyelids fell shut as the body went limp, the purple eyed figure curled up shivering within the deep, deep darkness, then without warning, the area started to glow, a faint purple-green hue curling throughout the space as a feeling enfolded the other in feelings of warmth, as another shadowy figure seemed to materialize curled around the shivering figure, enfolding them within its embrace. ‘You have forgotten much, too much, but I have always been here, remember me my other, for we are still connected through shadows and madness.’
The figure shifted slightly and the shadow dispersed though the felling remained, raising his head slightly, he opened his eyes, but instead of purple, the iris’s were now bright green with a confused glint to them; looking upwards, the figure rose following the pull to his soul vanishing into the mists while an outline of him was left behind, purple eyes once again prominent, as a new link established itself, a lightening bolt appearing upon his brow. Curling up, the ground shifted, melding to his very wants’ and needs thus changing the space around him to his comfort.
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Eyes snapped open, his body rearing away in a very instinctive moment, as his mind tried to catch up to his body, squabbling backward away from the closeness of human presence, he curled into the corner, eyes wild with fear and something else that clearly sent danger through the occupants. His eyes soon connected with once of the in-humane creatures and he relaxed, casting his gaze around, he finally felt himself loosen as it came to mind that all the people had been ushered out of the room.
“How are you feeling Harry?” Eyes snapped over to meet those of Remus Lupin and he felt himself shake slightly, while adrenalin flooded his system again. Eyes narrowed as lips lifted in an instinctive motion, fingers curled as he shifted to balance on the balls of his feet; Remus’s own eyes had gone completely golden, the wolf coming to the forefront with the hint of a challenge of one it considered under it, growling in response to the snarl the Were-wolf gave, he launched himself across, colliding with the other and sending them both head over tail, ripping and clawing at each other to restore dominance to the stronger of the two.
Shouting occurred around them, but no-one was allowed to interfere; though it finished soon enough, Harry was upon his back, hands clamped around the hand at his neck while the wolf brought down his head and gave a dominant growl right into the younglings neck, both went completely still, both bodies tense, then as though some inner signal went off, Harry’s body relaxed, eyes half-lidded as they watched Lupin move back after giving a nip to the junction where neck met shoulder, to affirm his place to the teenager.
Settling back against the wall, Remus sighed as he relaxed, his wolf now receding slightly in watchfulness of his fully accepted pack-member, Harry meanwhile curled up beside Remus, eyes half-lidded as he surveyed the people crowding the other side of the room; he didn’t know why but something inside of him had settled when Remus had accepted him as part of his pack, the intense fear he had felt had calmed some with a new ‘Alpha’ to care for him, but he still felt like something was missing, was wrong.
His eyes watched the others with wariness, casting from person to person as his mind put together what he knew about them, along with the messages the recent information he had gotten, as well as what his instincts were telling him made quite a confused mind. Not including the recent reshuffling his mind had done in response to his inheritance nearly driving him insane, he was lucky in that respect.
The first one he looked at: Lucius Malfoy, Head of the Malfoy Clan, Spy in the Order of the Phoenix, confident of himself and Luna Lovegood, Half-breed Valkirie, Wings fully grown in with slight scent of Vampire and Veela, hides true self for protection of family; ones he protects are Draco, Narcissia, Luna, himself and The Dark Lord. He blinked as all the information bombarded him at once, shutting his eyes he hid his face as he sorted out the other information welling up, driving a headache through his skull in response to the overload of memory influx.
Dumbledore, headmaster, betrayer yet not, protection from the wrong angle, makes things worse without realising for the greater good, manipulative, but can be reasoned with, tried to protect but drove a wedge with wrong decisions; money from accounts used for school fees, training he did not have, lessons he was not given and items taken from accounts, invisibility cloak, sword of Gryffindor, dark arts books, dark artefacts’, goblin crafted weaponry and various heirloom books; conclusion: not to be trusted.
Weasley’s, sub family, caretakers of children, uncertain; Ron, unfaithful and betrayer, abandons when needed; Ginny too much, illusions of grandeur and marriage; Twins, full confidents, trust with life, brothers; Bill and Charlie, Same, though not well known; Percy, un-trusted, betrayed before, unsure; Mr Weasley, full trust, not confident, would go to Dumbledore; Mrs Weasley, Dumbledore trusted, overbearing, treats as child, untrusted; conclusion: children can be trusted except Ginny, Ron and Mrs Weasley.
Hermione, can be overbearing, but trusted, not confident but will follow, unsure of allegiance; conclusion: will watch and wait.
Snape, difficult, two tailed snake, cannot be sure of trust; conclusion: watch and wait.
Lovegoods, full trust, can see things others cannot, scent of fate around them, sight bearers, never betrayed; conclusion: can trust completely.
Remus, Alpha, leader, pack member, confident, decision maker, protector; conclusion: complete trust, known through scent, would never betray.
His eyes slipped back open watching as they seemed to argue with the goblins to be allowed past to get to where Remus and he were sat against the wall, but they were having none of it, if he took the fierce scowls and teeth baring they were doing in displeasure with the rudeness the people were showing; sighing softly, he let go and slipped into a silent sleep, too exhausted to do anything else after his excursion to free himself of all the bonds and binds that had been cast upon him, for hw knew when he awoke, the problem with his accounts would be finally sorted with devastating consequences.
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Hotel Room, London…
He moved foreword, a hand pressing upon the glass as dark green eyes flashed gold within the darkened room, leaning his head upon the glass, red strands caught between his skin and the cold glass and he stared out into the darkness to nothing, focus inside of himself. The other hand was clasped around something on his neck, links twisted in his grip, lips pressed firm. Then sighing he slipped to the floor, his eyes shutting in response as his clothing rustled in the night.
Curling upon the floor he felt himself being called, he cast his human facade aside and followed that call, landing he took in the place he had found; moving foreword to where he felt the pull, he was bombarded with hundreds of emotions as through the link came a voice: ‘notthedarkness,neverthedarkness,don’tshutmeawayIhateit,itscaresmepleasedon’t,please,pleasedon’tleavemealone’
Golden eyes alighted upon the shadowed curled-up figure, moving foreword he kneeled next to them, trying to speak or even touch, but nothing got through, desperation then moved him as the other curled up further, seeming to loose definition; he darted foreword, curling his body over theirs and felt himself connect fully, his mind cradling the other within his own strength. Then he spoke to them, while tying them together, completely, fully, absolutely; for he could not loose this, not like…
‘You have forgotten much, too much, but I have always been here, remember me my other, for we are still connected through shadows and madness.’ What caused him to say that he did not know, but the scent around the other was familiar, too familiar, yet it didn’t ring any bells to who it was connected to. Sighing he felt himself fall away from the other, his hold slipping, yet the bond was strong, glowing purple within the darkness, but alongside it was a green hue too; looking upon the other once more time, he was shocked to see green eyes on the figure stair upwards, before getting up and fading into particles of light and just before the world around him vanished, he met purple eyes that stared straight through him.
He gasped eyes snapping open to stare straight into Genkai’s, yet he didn’t see her, all he could see was those familiar purple eyes and the pain that ripped through him from the last time he had seen those same eyes.
‘It is not possible…’
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End Chapter 5
Translation:
Necto – Bind
Well I was listening to this: http://www(dot)youtube(dot)com/watch?v=LGAkpRncNbQ&feature=related
It was the inspiration I have needed for all my YYH/HP crossovers and other fics, here’s to hoping my muses stick around more.
-
Disclaimer: Don't own HP or YYH only the plot ideas running round in my head.
Warnings: None at this moment in time
Genre's: HP/YYH Crossover
Meus Infractus Somnium
Chapter 5
-
Gringotts Inheritance Room…
Quiet breaths were taken in, as the form in the red coated room shifted; hands flexed as the body slowly uncurled, ears twitching with the minute sounds, which could be heard beyond the barriers that glowed bright blue on the walls. A whimper escaped the raw throat; not of pain or anger but out of relief, for the pain was now gone, leaving him sensitive to all touch, until his newly grown skin hardened itself to the cold air.
A hiss of breath came from his throat, as he slowly forced himself to his hands and knees; across from him, the door slowly opened, the frame of the wood collapsing, while the wizard blinked in shock, hand held up from where he had been pushing the door open. Stepping inside, the wizard had to jerk back as what almost looked like lightening, flared up, attacking anything within range and the walls further cracked; the lightening not able to go beyond the barriers that were beginning to strain.
His head jerked as glowing purple eyes, infused with green, snapped in the direction of the door; nostrils flaring as he caught the scent of fear from the Ningen. A throaty growl, rumbled from his chest; while slowly but surely, pushing past the pain, the newly awakened one straightened up to his full height of 5ft 3in.
Glowing eyes captured the brown ones of the wizard, freezing him in place as he finally saw the beast that was hungering for prey; the wizard felt himself shivering, now knowing the full extent of the creature’s anger and hunger, as it took a step towards him. Long black tangled strands of hair, which reached to his hips when smooth, swayed with the creature’s steps that got faster and faster; clawed hands that were eager to delve into Ningen flesh before him and consume the hot blood that ran in the wizards veins.
A strangled sound came from the man’s lips, a helpless sound as he watched his death with wide eyes, fear clear within his watery depths. When, suddenly, he was pushed aside, as several goblins made a semi circle around the doorway; then with fingers glowing with their personal brand of magic, began to write into the air, runes glowing, as the complex and ancient spells were written and activated once again.
The creature crashed into the barriers that lined the room, the magic splintering apart when red energy cascaded into them; the more powerful energy completely absorbing the feeble magic’s that tried to keep it contained. A purr slipped from his lips, as the glowing eyes narrowed in amusement; while the magic’s fought against his control, they soon succumbed to him, his body eagerly taking the magic for itself, so to replenish his near empty stores of magic and to help the healing along at a much faster pace.
Then without warning, strands zipped from the walls at an incredible pace and if not for the creature’s quick senses, which immediately noticed the threat; he would have been caught in the web that was being spun around him. Jumping backwards, while back-flipping; his lips lifted off his teeth, showing unnaturally sized canines, while two dark objects that had, until now, been limp on his back, spread wide on each side of the creature revealing them in all their splendour.
They were wings, leather skin was spread over a delicate membrane structure that was able to not only keep the creature afloat in the air; but also to help him dodge the strands of magic, which kept trying again and again to catch the now allusive being, who was clearly not wanting to be caught. But it was soon to be over, the purple green eyes, which were slowly beginning to gain some sort of sanity; widened in shock and pain, as the wings crumpled and sent him crashing, to the hard cracked concrete flooring below.
This time he was too slow, the strands of magic moved as soon as he fell and snared the creature within its grasp; wrapping around his form and binding him completely. His thighs, legs, ankles, wrists and arms were bound against his form leaving him prone upon the floor, growling in anger and frustration; wings straining against the magic that were keeping them bound against his back. Eyes flicked back and forth in slight panic and frustration, as he tried to figure a way out of this ‘prison’, that he was currently now trapped within.
Straining, the magic slowly pulled apart, as his more powerful energy combined with natural magic began to pick apart the binds; soon to set him free to hunt as he wanted. But it was to be useless, for the goblins that had put up the barrier around the door moved into the room; magic gathered around their hands, as their fingers seemed to move in a fidgety way, but the magic that glowed at the tip of every goblins fingers certainly told a different story. Glowing eyes snapped to them, fright within as he recognised the spell they were weaving; struggling even more the spell began to unravel at a much higher rate, freeing his limbs.
“Necto!” At the same time the goblins thrust out their hands towards the creature, magic spilling from their fingers and streaking towards the bound figure. The word echoed in his ears, panic infused within him as he recognised the power word and he was finally able to break free of the strands, which slid off his form and dispersed into the air like they had never been there. Using everything at his disposal, he tried to escape the room before he was trapped away once again; but the minute that word had been spoken, it had already been far too late.
He crashed straight into the magic, which speared him down to his core and wrapped around it, containing and restricting the feral insticts that were flaring inside of his body; but unlike what they thought was brainless instinct, was in-fact something completely different, the inheritance had awoken a part of his soul that had lain dormant since it had been reborn, but something had gone wrong, deadly wrong. As those binds of magic wrapped around the presence and pushed it back, the unconscious mind of the once human fought back savagely; while the new awakened part also fought against this intrusion and also to not be shut away once again, for how could it protect it’s vessel if forced away once again, like so many years ago.
Purple eyes that were shown instead of green, flashed with panic as he slid backwards, green mixing into the purple as shadows began to overcome his vision; a keen of pure and utter terror escaped him as the body thrashed, ‘notthedarkness,neverthedarkness,don’tshutmeawayIhateit,itscaresmepleasedon’t,please,pleasedon’tleavemealone’.
Eyelids fell shut as the body went limp, the purple eyed figure curled up shivering within the deep, deep darkness, then without warning, the area started to glow, a faint purple-green hue curling throughout the space as a feeling enfolded the other in feelings of warmth, as another shadowy figure seemed to materialize curled around the shivering figure, enfolding them within its embrace. ‘You have forgotten much, too much, but I have always been here, remember me my other, for we are still connected through shadows and madness.’
The figure shifted slightly and the shadow dispersed though the felling remained, raising his head slightly, he opened his eyes, but instead of purple, the iris’s were now bright green with a confused glint to them; looking upwards, the figure rose following the pull to his soul vanishing into the mists while an outline of him was left behind, purple eyes once again prominent, as a new link established itself, a lightening bolt appearing upon his brow. Curling up, the ground shifted, melding to his very wants’ and needs thus changing the space around him to his comfort.
-
Eyes snapped open, his body rearing away in a very instinctive moment, as his mind tried to catch up to his body, squabbling backward away from the closeness of human presence, he curled into the corner, eyes wild with fear and something else that clearly sent danger through the occupants. His eyes soon connected with once of the in-humane creatures and he relaxed, casting his gaze around, he finally felt himself loosen as it came to mind that all the people had been ushered out of the room.
“How are you feeling Harry?” Eyes snapped over to meet those of Remus Lupin and he felt himself shake slightly, while adrenalin flooded his system again. Eyes narrowed as lips lifted in an instinctive motion, fingers curled as he shifted to balance on the balls of his feet; Remus’s own eyes had gone completely golden, the wolf coming to the forefront with the hint of a challenge of one it considered under it, growling in response to the snarl the Were-wolf gave, he launched himself across, colliding with the other and sending them both head over tail, ripping and clawing at each other to restore dominance to the stronger of the two.
Shouting occurred around them, but no-one was allowed to interfere; though it finished soon enough, Harry was upon his back, hands clamped around the hand at his neck while the wolf brought down his head and gave a dominant growl right into the younglings neck, both went completely still, both bodies tense, then as though some inner signal went off, Harry’s body relaxed, eyes half-lidded as they watched Lupin move back after giving a nip to the junction where neck met shoulder, to affirm his place to the teenager.
Settling back against the wall, Remus sighed as he relaxed, his wolf now receding slightly in watchfulness of his fully accepted pack-member, Harry meanwhile curled up beside Remus, eyes half-lidded as he surveyed the people crowding the other side of the room; he didn’t know why but something inside of him had settled when Remus had accepted him as part of his pack, the intense fear he had felt had calmed some with a new ‘Alpha’ to care for him, but he still felt like something was missing, was wrong.
His eyes watched the others with wariness, casting from person to person as his mind put together what he knew about them, along with the messages the recent information he had gotten, as well as what his instincts were telling him made quite a confused mind. Not including the recent reshuffling his mind had done in response to his inheritance nearly driving him insane, he was lucky in that respect.
The first one he looked at: Lucius Malfoy, Head of the Malfoy Clan, Spy in the Order of the Phoenix, confident of himself and Luna Lovegood, Half-breed Valkirie, Wings fully grown in with slight scent of Vampire and Veela, hides true self for protection of family; ones he protects are Draco, Narcissia, Luna, himself and The Dark Lord. He blinked as all the information bombarded him at once, shutting his eyes he hid his face as he sorted out the other information welling up, driving a headache through his skull in response to the overload of memory influx.
Dumbledore, headmaster, betrayer yet not, protection from the wrong angle, makes things worse without realising for the greater good, manipulative, but can be reasoned with, tried to protect but drove a wedge with wrong decisions; money from accounts used for school fees, training he did not have, lessons he was not given and items taken from accounts, invisibility cloak, sword of Gryffindor, dark arts books, dark artefacts’, goblin crafted weaponry and various heirloom books; conclusion: not to be trusted.
Weasley’s, sub family, caretakers of children, uncertain; Ron, unfaithful and betrayer, abandons when needed; Ginny too much, illusions of grandeur and marriage; Twins, full confidents, trust with life, brothers; Bill and Charlie, Same, though not well known; Percy, un-trusted, betrayed before, unsure; Mr Weasley, full trust, not confident, would go to Dumbledore; Mrs Weasley, Dumbledore trusted, overbearing, treats as child, untrusted; conclusion: children can be trusted except Ginny, Ron and Mrs Weasley.
Hermione, can be overbearing, but trusted, not confident but will follow, unsure of allegiance; conclusion: will watch and wait.
Snape, difficult, two tailed snake, cannot be sure of trust; conclusion: watch and wait.
Lovegoods, full trust, can see things others cannot, scent of fate around them, sight bearers, never betrayed; conclusion: can trust completely.
Remus, Alpha, leader, pack member, confident, decision maker, protector; conclusion: complete trust, known through scent, would never betray.
His eyes slipped back open watching as they seemed to argue with the goblins to be allowed past to get to where Remus and he were sat against the wall, but they were having none of it, if he took the fierce scowls and teeth baring they were doing in displeasure with the rudeness the people were showing; sighing softly, he let go and slipped into a silent sleep, too exhausted to do anything else after his excursion to free himself of all the bonds and binds that had been cast upon him, for hw knew when he awoke, the problem with his accounts would be finally sorted with devastating consequences.
-
Hotel Room, London…
He moved foreword, a hand pressing upon the glass as dark green eyes flashed gold within the darkened room, leaning his head upon the glass, red strands caught between his skin and the cold glass and he stared out into the darkness to nothing, focus inside of himself. The other hand was clasped around something on his neck, links twisted in his grip, lips pressed firm. Then sighing he slipped to the floor, his eyes shutting in response as his clothing rustled in the night.
Curling upon the floor he felt himself being called, he cast his human facade aside and followed that call, landing he took in the place he had found; moving foreword to where he felt the pull, he was bombarded with hundreds of emotions as through the link came a voice: ‘notthedarkness,neverthedarkness,don’tshutmeawayIhateit,itscaresmepleasedon’t,please,pleasedon’tleavemealone’
Golden eyes alighted upon the shadowed curled-up figure, moving foreword he kneeled next to them, trying to speak or even touch, but nothing got through, desperation then moved him as the other curled up further, seeming to loose definition; he darted foreword, curling his body over theirs and felt himself connect fully, his mind cradling the other within his own strength. Then he spoke to them, while tying them together, completely, fully, absolutely; for he could not loose this, not like…
‘You have forgotten much, too much, but I have always been here, remember me my other, for we are still connected through shadows and madness.’ What caused him to say that he did not know, but the scent around the other was familiar, too familiar, yet it didn’t ring any bells to who it was connected to. Sighing he felt himself fall away from the other, his hold slipping, yet the bond was strong, glowing purple within the darkness, but alongside it was a green hue too; looking upon the other once more time, he was shocked to see green eyes on the figure stair upwards, before getting up and fading into particles of light and just before the world around him vanished, he met purple eyes that stared straight through him.
He gasped eyes snapping open to stare straight into Genkai’s, yet he didn’t see her, all he could see was those familiar purple eyes and the pain that ripped through him from the last time he had seen those same eyes.
‘It is not possible…’
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End Chapter 5
Translation:
Necto – Bind