Akiha certainly noticed Kris appearing behind Amamiya and that there was something very different about the magician in that moment than normal. If she gave it any thought, it would just reinforce a suspicion she had about Kris. But her attention was focused on her assailant. She was ready to throw the woman through the wall or let the flames grow when she felt something cold and alien shoot through her psyche.
Her blood raged, building pressure as her will fought to block out whatever the hell Amamiya had just done to her. It had to be the hunter bitch and that wire thing that hit her shoulder. Nothing else made sense. Hissing, Akiha reached for the wire, intent on ripping it free when it hit her like she'd just run face-first into a block of ice.
The summer sun beat down upon the three of them as they played outside, cicadas singing in the sweltering heat. Akiha chased after the older boys, following along as always, wanting to play. Her eyes looked upon innocent days, innocent times, with her brother by blood and her brother by adoption. These days would be the best days of her childhood... but not this day. Not this moment.
SHIKI had stopped suddenly. Something wasn't right. Something was wrong, but Akiha didn't know what.
"Onii-chan?"
She called out to him, approaching her brother, worried about what was wrong. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as he turned and she saw the look in his eyes. That... that wasn't her brother was it? That wasn't... that was... a... a monster.
The rest happened so fast, she could barely follow it. SHIKI lunged her her, hand seeming more like a claw or a blade than anything else, and there was a dark blur interposing itself between her and SHIKI. A cry of pain combined with a cry of... something else hit her ears. And then warm wetness splashed on her face. On her clothes.
Eyes wide, unable to breathe, she looked down to see Shiki, her beloved Nii-san, on the ground at her feet, slumped forward with a hole in his chest. Blood... so much blood.
She screamed. She screamed loudly, drawing her father and the other adults to their place of play. She continued to scream over and over, calling to Shiki, as she fell to her knees and wrapped her arms around his body. He was dead... No one could survive that. He was dead. She loved him. She loved him more than anything. He couldn't die. She couldn't let him. So she held him tight, held him close and pleaded for him to live. To live. TO LIVE.
In the few seconds all that replayed in her mind, the time it took to rip the wound fresh in her mind, in her soul, Akiha fell to her knees. Her hair immediately darkened to black and the force holding Amamiya suspended in the air disappeared, the flames went out (except for where clothing had caught on fire), and the most unlikely thing came out of her.
Akiha Tohno let out a choked sob and tears spilled down her face.
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Her blood raged, building pressure as her will fought to block out whatever the hell Amamiya had just done to her. It had to be the hunter bitch and that wire thing that hit her shoulder. Nothing else made sense. Hissing, Akiha reached for the wire, intent on ripping it free when it hit her like she'd just run face-first into a block of ice.
The summer sun beat down upon the three of them as they played outside, cicadas singing in the sweltering heat. Akiha chased after the older boys, following along as always, wanting to play. Her eyes looked upon innocent days, innocent times, with her brother by blood and her brother by adoption. These days would be the best days of her childhood... but not this day. Not this moment.
SHIKI had stopped suddenly. Something wasn't right. Something was wrong, but Akiha didn't know what.
"Onii-chan?"
She called out to him, approaching her brother, worried about what was wrong. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as he turned and she saw the look in his eyes. That... that wasn't her brother was it? That wasn't... that was... a... a monster.
The rest happened so fast, she could barely follow it. SHIKI lunged her her, hand seeming more like a claw or a blade than anything else, and there was a dark blur interposing itself between her and SHIKI. A cry of pain combined with a cry of... something else hit her ears. And then warm wetness splashed on her face. On her clothes.
Eyes wide, unable to breathe, she looked down to see Shiki, her beloved Nii-san, on the ground at her feet, slumped forward with a hole in his chest. Blood... so much blood.
She screamed. She screamed loudly, drawing her father and the other adults to their place of play. She continued to scream over and over, calling to Shiki, as she fell to her knees and wrapped her arms around his body. He was dead... No one could survive that. He was dead. She loved him. She loved him more than anything. He couldn't die. She couldn't let him. So she held him tight, held him close and pleaded for him to live. To live. TO LIVE.
In the few seconds all that replayed in her mind, the time it took to rip the wound fresh in her mind, in her soul, Akiha fell to her knees. Her hair immediately darkened to black and the force holding Amamiya suspended in the air disappeared, the flames went out (except for where clothing had caught on fire), and the most unlikely thing came out of her.
Akiha Tohno let out a choked sob and tears spilled down her face.
"Nii-san..."