Wandering Rhythmical Phoenix
rEvolutionary INC.
I;ve had this Idea for years. After trimming the fat here and there, I've reduced it to a medium cast and a 15 chapter fic.
~Orginal Story
~Idea based on Sailor Moon
~Chareter Design by myself and a Friend.
Without Further Adu:
Blood red. That was the color of the cloaks of the men who surrounded a lone, light grey haired boy. Each was armed with a small pistol. “You heard us the first time. All of your money.” One said, stepping forward.
“I told you already. I will give you nothing.’ The boy replied, coolly.
The men opened fire, each one hitting the boy.
The boy stood in the same place, holding each bullet in his hand. “Is this all that is left here? I return from Hell’s Seven Trials, and all that’s left are common criminals? I guess the Musicals have done a number on the criminals in this city. Was it Rhapsody? Or Accelerando, perhaps? Or a new one? Or was it Crescendo?” The boy made a cross in the air with his hand. The cross caught fire, from it; the boy retrieved a Katana of pure white. “The Pentacles!” He yelled, shoving the blade into the cement beneath him. Seven pentagrams, one beneath each man, appeared. The men stepped back as fire rose from the crests beneath them. The men disappeared in a pillared of flames.
“DEVON!” Another voice rang out. From less than seven feet away, another boy stood a broad sword in his hands. Crimson wings sprouted from his back as he began walking forward. “I thought part of the contract was that you wouldn’t kill with out it being one of the Musicals.” He yelled. “so what’s with this most recent show of stupidity.”
Devon looked the boy in the eyes. “David. I knew you would find me the second I returned.”
“ I still haven’t forgotten what you did as Overture.” He pushed his glasses up right infront of his eyes. They were now less than a foot away. Devon could see how David had changed in the year time. His hair was tied back in a ponytail, and he was much taller. His build remained the same, he clearly hadn’t put any time in the gym, not that there had been anytime. His green jacket was a button up now, and he kept the same red shirt underneath it. However, the black and white Double helix on the left side of his jacket that attracted Devon’s attention.
Devon however, was in all white, from his shirt to his simple shoes. “I had spare time. Besides, I haven’t forgotten what you did to me when I was Overture.” He glanced at the teen’s side. “You and Creation still have a pact.”
“How do you think you got back?” He moved to sheath his blade, but found himself defending from an attack instead. The white Katana pressed against the blade in David’s hand. He leapt back.
“So you haven’t gotten weak!” Devon leapt into the air and dove at David.
“ Seven all-mighty gods…” David whispered. “BIND THIS FOE!” He held the blade out, and from the tip, a yellow chain flew forth, wrapping around Devon, paralyzing him. “And now, you stop.”
Devon cursed the boy, and blacked out
~Orginal Story
~Idea based on Sailor Moon
~Chareter Design by myself and a Friend.
Without Further Adu:
Blood red. That was the color of the cloaks of the men who surrounded a lone, light grey haired boy. Each was armed with a small pistol. “You heard us the first time. All of your money.” One said, stepping forward.
“I told you already. I will give you nothing.’ The boy replied, coolly.
The men opened fire, each one hitting the boy.
The boy stood in the same place, holding each bullet in his hand. “Is this all that is left here? I return from Hell’s Seven Trials, and all that’s left are common criminals? I guess the Musicals have done a number on the criminals in this city. Was it Rhapsody? Or Accelerando, perhaps? Or a new one? Or was it Crescendo?” The boy made a cross in the air with his hand. The cross caught fire, from it; the boy retrieved a Katana of pure white. “The Pentacles!” He yelled, shoving the blade into the cement beneath him. Seven pentagrams, one beneath each man, appeared. The men stepped back as fire rose from the crests beneath them. The men disappeared in a pillared of flames.
“DEVON!” Another voice rang out. From less than seven feet away, another boy stood a broad sword in his hands. Crimson wings sprouted from his back as he began walking forward. “I thought part of the contract was that you wouldn’t kill with out it being one of the Musicals.” He yelled. “so what’s with this most recent show of stupidity.”
Devon looked the boy in the eyes. “David. I knew you would find me the second I returned.”
“ I still haven’t forgotten what you did as Overture.” He pushed his glasses up right infront of his eyes. They were now less than a foot away. Devon could see how David had changed in the year time. His hair was tied back in a ponytail, and he was much taller. His build remained the same, he clearly hadn’t put any time in the gym, not that there had been anytime. His green jacket was a button up now, and he kept the same red shirt underneath it. However, the black and white Double helix on the left side of his jacket that attracted Devon’s attention.
Devon however, was in all white, from his shirt to his simple shoes. “I had spare time. Besides, I haven’t forgotten what you did to me when I was Overture.” He glanced at the teen’s side. “You and Creation still have a pact.”
“How do you think you got back?” He moved to sheath his blade, but found himself defending from an attack instead. The white Katana pressed against the blade in David’s hand. He leapt back.
“So you haven’t gotten weak!” Devon leapt into the air and dove at David.
“ Seven all-mighty gods…” David whispered. “BIND THIS FOE!” He held the blade out, and from the tip, a yellow chain flew forth, wrapping around Devon, paralyzing him. “And now, you stop.”
Devon cursed the boy, and blacked out