Another life..

[Nii-san]

{OoC: This thread is for Kurosagi only.}

[yellow]The scent of burning grass filled the air. It smelled.. grotesque. I disliked the smells as I lit fire with each step I made, and the blades of grass slowly burned to cinders. My black combat boots were barely heated by the flames that would dance around after each step, and my mask hugged my face. I felt like I needed to let off some steam.. And I meant a lot of steam. An evil grin played upon my face as I walked, and I slowly ran my tongue across my upper lip.

I halted, the grass behind me covered crimson flames, now dancing to about three feet high. There was barely any breeze at all, and what felt like a cool breeze, was now turned into that of stiffling heat, and a horrid smell. I chuckled, letting my legs slide to the sides, I thrust my right hand in the air, all five gloved fingers spread as far apart as they could be, fire was brought from the dancing flames, to the tips of my fingers, and I let them grow into even bigger flames, that would soon engulf my hand.

My gloves were good ones. Made by myself, to resist the effect of my alice to where they wouldn't burn into my skin, or let the pain effect my skin. I shot my arm forward, a large blast of flame, spreading from a giant ball, into three, equally large flames, which hit the trees before me, and therefore, they had spread onto other trees, as the flame crackled.

I chuckled, and gripped the edges of my jacket. I pushed them closer together, and then thrust my arm to the left, as the flames dancing behind me would seperate and consume. Oh, what fun. Now, all that was left to do was let it engulf the entire area.. Unless, of course, someone came to stop me.[/yellow]

[green]"Oh, the excitement."[/green]

[x A m r i t a . . .]

"Seems like I'm late..."

He thought to himself as the forest had already started burning. Running as fast as he could, bringing a non-flammable jacket along, and placing that over his torso as he ran from his dorm to the north woods. Why was it that he was staring into the distance just a few minuets ago? It was because he knew it was going to happend. This, of course. Actually, he didn't know. It was just his intuition. Sometimes intuitions gets it right. And in this case, it did.

Wearing a white blouse underneath. To be exact, it's the school's one. Just the shirt, since he didn't want to wreck any of his other clothes. Apart from his jeans, which he had tons of, really. And the rest was the school's one. The jacket was an exception. He made safety precautions, predicting most of the academy's student controls fire. Why? He doesn't know. He was told, really, by his parents, over the phone.

It feels as if he had ran for kilometres, which he did, finally reaching the north woods. His gun was tucked in his right pocket, where his preffered hand could just grab it easily. His jacket was on, but not zipped up, his jeans were as worn out as usual and his blouse's few buttons are unbuttoned.

It was incredibly hot in here. He didn't want to take off his jacket though, it was the whole reason why he had brought it along with him in the fist place. Even though knowing it would fatigue him even quicker. It wasn't like any jacket which keeps you warm though. It just protects you from fire.

Then he saw it. The core of the fire. He took out his gun and launched his blue bomb to wash out the fire. Of course, it wouldn't last long. Something like his seventy-five percent killing bullets wouldn't stand a chance against that much of a fire. It was just to get him through to the core. Like a gateway.

Blue bomb, which was naturally ice, was melted in an instant, washing away some of the flames. And he got through. Standing behind the fire starter. His enterance way was once again blocked by fire, as the heat evaporated the melted ice and therefore, buring the place again. He was panting hard, alright. His gun in his right hand.

"You.." He started..

[Nii-san]

[green]"What? Just so you know, I'm not into guys."[/green]

[yellow]I chuckled at the boy who had just appeared through my walls of fire, and bowed. I looked at his gun, and laughed even more. What was he going to do with the gun? I could melt it down to nothingness. I rose my left arm, and flicked my fingers back and forth. This guy was obviously here to keep me from doin' my thang, as some people say it.

To provoke him even farther, I sent another strip of flames into the sky, angling them to where they'd hit other parts of the forest. Now, what could he do? He couldn't be in more then one place at a time, obviously. He was only human, like everyone else at the academy. I placed both hands over my mask and threw it off. It landed right next to dancing flames, but wasn't hit by the fire. I glared at the boy, my dark eyes showing greed. Wanting.. Yearning to become more powerful.

I flicked my middle finger, index finger, and thumb, and sent a jolt of flame from right next to the boy's hand to disarm him. If it hit or not.. I didn't care. I would then clap both hands together, summoning a wall of flames to form a dome around the boy, and quickly, it would enclose on him. Buuurn.[/yellow]

[x A m r i t a . . .]

He's gotten into some trouble alright. It was bad. A sweat bead came down from his temples down to his chin and dropped to the ground. He gulped. Not liking the looks of this guy, or at how he laughed so sarcastically. It was the first time he was so stern in such things. Usually, he'd be calm, really calm. He was quite tensed, and the heat is really getting on him.

For once, he was one who cannot stand the heat. Why did he mess with a guy who handle's fire then? Don't know. He moved instantly as the other guy intended to get his arm on fire. Why? Don't know. In an instand he had moved his right arm up, pointing the gun towards the air and dodging the flame. Keeping his stance still, and his position was the same.

He was standing right where he was before. He looked at the surrounding. There were flames... mostly. A few trees still stood, but was catching on fire, really. He has to use them effectively. And using blue bomb would be quite a choice, but he doesn't think so at the same time. The only thing on his head was:

"What the heck?"

Obviously, he was quite startled. It wasn't like him to be startled though. He's too, well, confident. In a way he is anyway. His hands were getting sweaty, and his gun could just slip any moment from now. Once again he pointed his gun up straight to the air and released a blue bomb straight up. It would melt, as soon as it comes in contact, making it similar like a percipitation. Fighting with red bomb wouldn't be good. He has to rely on green and blue, mostly.

[Nii-san]

[green]"You're getting annoying, you fool."[/green]

[yellow]This, I said in an angry tone, as he continuously attempted to douse my flames. I just laughed, and rose both arms. The flames on either side of me began to rise, and engulf even more of the trees, therefore, increasing the heat, damage, and.. well, scene. I was enjoying every minute of it. Soon, this boy would be on his knees, weak, practically begging for death. Once he shot another one of his ice things into the air, I summoned fire to both hands, and shot ten blasts of fire, one from each finger, into the air. It would cause more flames then the bullets could douse.

After that, I would charge at my opponent, thrusting my arm from side to side, snapping, and sending strips of fire at my enemy. I was attempting to leave him without any weapon, and when I did, this would be all too easy. After about five snaps, I halted, and rose my left palm, and manipulated a wall of fire from behind the guy to run forward, like a wave. And, at the same time, I would thrust my right arm to the side, shooting flames at him from his left, leaving him with almost no options of dodging. Backing up to dodge the flames from the front would let him get hit by the side and back. And, well, you know the rest, ne?[/yellow]

[x A m r i t a . . .]

It was getting REALLY hard to breathe now. Not to mention that he had made it worse to actually release a blue bomb to even moisten things up. It was the worst. Really. Humidity plus heat is not they way he can survive. Sweat beads formed much more than earlier.

It's just the way that the human bodies work. Sweat formed to keep body cool. The way of science. He opened his mouth, breathing through it instead of his nose. The stench of burning biomass. Even though most of them were killed instead of being used for fuel. It was disgusting.

"I appologize deeply"

He said in quite a tone, bowing slightly. He had himself recover from his stiffness from earlier. It was just a matter of shock. All he had to do was control himself from getting too many things inside his brain all at once. That would just cause huge problems.

Passing his gun from his preffered hand to his non-preffered hand. The left grabbed it without a problem. He pointed the gun at his preffered hand and shot out the ice bomb once again. This time it was to his own hand. And the rest was engulfed by the other boy's flame.

The brunette's own hand was half dead. It could still move, really. And he just had to bear with the pain and hold his gun back to his right. The gun was a conductive alloy to begin with. The temperature from his hand conducted through to the gun, making it a stiff cold gun. It wouldn't last long though. So would his hand. The head would just turn it back to normal.

Pointing his gun now at the guy's feet. In a matter of time, he had disappeared, and appeared behind his oppenent. It was just a matter of speed. Wether the eye can catch it or not, it was better to attack from the back.

[Nii-san]

[green]"Slow.."[/green]

[yellow]Well, not that slow, but still. By the time he was behind me, my right arm was fully risen, and a wall of flame appeared behind me. I chuckled, and dashed forward, stepping through flames, not minding the extra heat. My eyes were someone widened now. I was.. excited. The thrill of battle once more. A large grin played on my face as I laughed at the boy fighting me.

[green]"Haha, do you really think you can beat me in this environment? Everywhere you look, I can attack you. And neither of us are leaving.."[/green]

I rose my right arm, and let flame engulf it fully, the grin still playing on my face. My black eyes looking more evil then ever. I couldn't control myself. It's like I was.. degrading my mind, over the want to slaughter this boy here and now.

[green]"..Until the other is dead!"[/green][/yellow]

[x A m r i t a . . .]

"Well, that was an interesting speech"

He thought as he looked around himself. It was surely the end for him, but it's not like he'll lose that quickly. Especially to someone like him. Kurosagi Tatsuya, has no intentions of losing unless he did lose anyway. And what he is betting on right now, is his own life. Wether he wins or loses, it's all up to him, wether the can cope or not.

The answer is most likely: no. It wasn't his environment to begin with. It was his. Plus, he's got no way of releasing his other bullets, apart from his joker... the decieving spectacles. He couldn't use it so carelessly though. He was cornered. In his little flame prison. He had forgotten the fact that he's wearing his non-flammable jacket. Surely, his jeans would be wrecked, everything else apart from his torso. If he could...

His eyes widened. Now pointing his gun towards his right temples. He didn't think. He has white bomb. A temporary shield that counts on either thirty minuets time limit, or as soon as he falls. It was really convenient, but per twenty four hours, he only has one white bomb. That's the reason he rarely uses it anyway. He has no choice right now. He pulled the trigger.

Wiping his sweat beads that had formed, he jumped out of his little prison when his opponent had intended to engulf him with flames. He wasn't going to lose so easily, only, he has to watch out for rocks that could trip him over. And use that thirty minuets effectively. He gulped once more. His throat and airways are becoming dry. Landing right in front of his opponent, he opened his mouth, saying:

"I don't intend to be the one who's dead."

[Nii-san]

[yellow]Oooh, confident one. This'll make killing him all the more fun! I laughed at his attempts. This was my area, my place of advantage. In front of me lay stumps, and other things this boy could trip over, of course, how would I know how to get rid of his shield. I dashed to my left, my arm ripping through a cloud of flames, and I shot fire at the boy continuously, hoping to block his vision. I grinned wildly, and thrust my coat over my face, running through the wall of flame. I slid out the other side, sweat now rolling down my face. It was about time.

I rose both hands slowly, and rose the wall of flame into the air. I then brought my arms to my chest, in the form of an X. Quickly, the flames formed a serpent, dashing around my body, quickly and would charge wildly once it was close to the ground. It burned everything below it, and, once where I wanted it to be, I clapped. It stopped, and exploded. This was my single attack, to create a lot more attacks, with less energy. Think about the large fire wall, except now, it was shooting fire everywhere.

I didn't care what this kid could do, now, and I didn't care. I dashed forward, and my own attack came toward me. I opened my mouth, and let it go down my throat, only to then be shot out like a flamethower. Ouch, it burned.[/yellow]

[x A m r i t a . . .]

Another "What the heck" thought came through his mind. Quickly slipping his gun back to his pockets, he flipped, twirled, twisted and, whatever to just dodged the fires. The long bits of his brown hair was burnt short. His cheeks were scarred by the fire. Well, he did his best to dodge them anyway.

His right hand was stiffer to move, and there he was at his limit. The heat sure takes his energy away pretty quickly. He was dehydrated, none the less tired like heck, after running so far and quickly as possible, using much of his alice and now having to put up with this heat.

It was his weakness really.. heat. He couldn't stand them. It gets dizzy. In fact, he was feeling quite dizzy right now. His right eye's vision wasn't as good as before it got half crushed. Eyes became watery as he kept seeing fire. Almost like an illusion.

He couldn't do anything but dodge. He was starting to get pins and needles. Hoping the flames would stop aiming at him and backfired straight to the sender. One of the flames did. It was pretty interesting to see he had swallowed it. He coulnd't really see though. It was from the very tip of his eyes.

Jumping up once more, he took out his gun and shot out green bomb. A large bullet of slime. Why would he shoot slime? Well, it's a thick goo which engulfes what it touches and suffocates everything. He aimed at his opponent of course. Landing back to the ground and unaware. Until his leg was shot by one of the flames. He fell to one of his knees.

[Nii-san]

[yellow]After shooting the flames from my mouth, I turned to go pick up my mask, when I noticed he shot at me. I frowned, and gritted my teeth. I clutched my mask tightly, and darted to the right. However, the slime had got my mask, and the glove. My eyes widened, and I turned to face my opponent. [green]"You.. f**k*r..!"[/green] Just to show how pissed I was, I summoned a great ball of flame over my non-gloved hand, and I winced at the heat of the fire. I threw it forward at my opponent, and shot out ten darts of flame after the large ball, and quickly, I darted to his side.

Once there, I would run up to him, using my previous attacks as decoys, and thrust my non-gloved hand at his face, and absorb the heat from the attacks, and my surroundings, all into this one attack. I would propel flames through his insides, and burn him to nothing on the inside. Being that it would take the flame from all over the forest, this wood take a lot out of me, but would kill my opponent, obviously.[/yellow]

[green]"And so the bird swallows the fiery rock. Eat this shit, bitch! Ahahaha!"[/green]

[yellow]I would back up from the boy, not fully destroying him on the inside, I would thrust a ball of fire into the air, and let it run into my throat. I would then kill the boy with a flamethrower, yes, burning him alive, inside and out.[/yellow]

[x A m r i t a . . .]

Couldn't move... It was hot... His vision was blurred, and he stayed still one one knee, his head was tilted down as he couldn't say anything. His hair was uneven, not only because of the layers, but also because it was burnt a bit. His face was grabbed by a hand. He couldn't do anything though. It was too late now. His hand moved in motion going straight up, and his gun fell from his hand. From there on, it was pitch black.

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"The moon...

It looks so large.

No...

Don't come near me...

I'm still...

Still....

...

Where..

Am I...?"

I tilted my head up, the world was monochrome. Snow was falling, but it wasn't cold...

"A large white moon...

A world unlike reality...

Did I die and go to the afterworld...?"

I kept staring at the moon, and realized something...

"Huh..?

The moon in the sky is white...

But the moon reflected on this water surface is black..."

I bent my knees, and kneeled down, placing my palms on the ground. Looking closely to the water. There were ruins. A building I recognize. There was someone sitting there, more than one, they all looked upset...

"That's...

** *******...

Why...? Isn't this the afterworld..?

I have to go to them..."

Slowly.. slowly, I placed my hand down to touch the water, when...

"You can't."

A hand grabbed mine when I was about to go to them. Shocked, right after the hand grabbed me, the water started freezing over...

"DAMN IT! LET GO!"

I saw my monochrome self. My colors were inverted, just like how the moon's color was inverted on the water's surface. It smiled right back at me, with the usual smirk I had on my face before this day...

"Can't."

It kept smirking at me, keeping a firm grip of my wrist as the water freezes over him. I was wide-eyed. The thing kept smirking at me. But it had no real face...

"Can't...."

Says it's last words as the water now completely freezes over himself. I was still wide-eyed.

"Who...

Are you....?"

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OOC: Recognize the ending? Yeah, it was taken from D.Grayman chapter 57-59. Kazu had the permission to kill Kuro. So, all you have to do now is wait until Kuro makes his appearance once again in the academy. --plots something.