Wow, I didn't think I would be updating again. Heh. Well, it seems some things change and I know that writer side of me needs to express itself once and awhile. So here's episode 4, I wrote chapter 4 so some wouldn't think I'm making some show or something. XD
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A Tamer's Unsought Path[/center]
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Just how does one person make a difference? The boy in that shrouded visage asked me that when I stroked my rage upon his question-after-question. I always pictured the path of a tamer to be a good one. Supposedly, I was mistaken, and payed with it a great price. More greater than money, my life, my soul, oh so greater... And for that... we fought till we dropped.
A vase view of a highway road is shown, the sun peering its star-faced view upon Tokyo's roads, it blazing from the intense, ultra-violet rays. Across the roads concrete way, showed a medium-sized van, silver-surfaced with bright panels. Inside were the Lucifer family, well, merely the sisters, brother, and mother. Lucifer sat in a mere position, making his left leg crosses over his right, having his hands tucked into his pant pockets. He peers out the window, giving a slight, sadden expression, this though, was one of Lucifer's regular expression during the morning. Lucifer wasn't always a morning person, as he father would put to his daughters. Aside from Lucifer were his little sisters, Nya and Alenda. Nya was wearing her bright, white dress, she though regret wearing it that one day, when it had rained dreadfully and she was forced to into a store with a see-through dress on. Embarrassed she was. Alenda on the other-hand never mind others seeing her figure. Lucifer always was perplexed to why Alenda dressed in black as he did. Was she just copycatting him? Or merely to prove some point? Either case, Lucifer didn't mind seeing another black-lover around the household. Lucifer's mother name is Matsuo. She was a blond-haired, red-eyed women of 32. Presently, she wears a similar dress as her daughter, Nya, wore. Instead, a bright blue. Matsuo was more cheerful among some of her little family's sad faces, she seemed to be smiling at the sky more often than people. Lucifer always pictured it as her giving thanks to God for letting her live on, ignoring the tumor she was born with. Today, the family were heading to the mall for some late clothes shopping, Matsuo felt that her children needed a bit more winter clothes, do to that Fall was coming to and head, and winter was that close.
Matuso slowly views the mall's black surface coming into sight, she turns a corner and parks the car near the food section of the mall. She turns her face towards her children's, “Well, we're here. Time to get to work.” she addressed, smiling bright. Nya giggles slightly and nods cute-like, making Alenda and Lucifer raise an eyebrow.
Nya leaps out from the van, pulling down her dress as she came to fall, she knew well that dress of hers wasn't to be trusted, “Hee hee, come on, you slowpokes!” she giggled, jagging towards her mother. Lucifer and Alenda merely chuckled and walk off with their mother and little sister. Alenda was only one year older than her little sister.
Inside the mall, Lucifer and Alenda head towards the Hot Topic store while Nya and Matsuo head towards the food court. Lucifer and Alenda peer through the blackened atmosphere of the store, seeing the common things that Goths would wear. Spiked bracelets, necklaces, skull-pictured bags, you name the dark thing, they were bound to have it. A shredded, black scarf with red-colored designs caught Lucifer's attention. He smiles and the scarf and grabs it, heading off to the cashier. “Far morning to you this morning, cashier. How much will it be today?” Lucifer politely asked, pulling out a black, chained wallet. The cashier spoke it was 2884 yen. Lucifer reacts with a unsure expression but found the necessary money to pay with. He hands the money to the cashier and takes the scarf with him, not needing it to be packaged. Lucifer meets up with Alenda, to find that she purchased a red and black, winter dress, with matching gloves and boots. She brightly smirks and walks off with Lucifer to the food court
... There's the boy...
A blackened environment comes into the clearing. In the mist of of the dark exterior stood a teenager with long, black hair, his face was shrouded away do to a shredded hood he wore, the hood stretched out into a shoulder covering and long, shredded cape as well. His skin was a light tan, having his eyes covered by a metal covering. The boy's hands were covered by a pair of shredded, black leather gloves, having two gems on each one that kept a black rope around the wrists of them. His pants were a deep gray, being supported by a white belt with a black bucket – along the pants were melted candles, rapped together by black, metal string, his pants were shredded on the edges. He wore no shoes, revealing his tan feet, showing that his toenails had grown into a raptor-like feature.
This young man was peering over a black sculpture that held a huge globe over its shoulders. The globe was creating a image of the Stephenson family eating at the food court, the globe had its main eye upon young Lucifer though. Two figures appear from the black and malevolent landscape, one short and the other being majorly taller than the other. The hooded boy senses their movements, addressing them with a simple "humph!" sound.
"So this is the one, I presume?" the hooded boy spoke, creating a tone of disappointment.
"Hee hee hee. Are we in a hurry all of a sudden, Rag Hood?" the short figure chuckled, having its face crack out a abnormally large grin.
Rag Hood turns towards the chuckling one, baring a tempered expression, "Don't push me, devil! You were the one who hired me to do this. So what exactly is so valueable about this boy?" he demanded, kneeling back against a pillar.
"His name is Lucifer Stephenson. He happens to be a tamer with potential great power. In fact, dear Lucifer down there proved that by challenging the Invoker of Grim Morality – Religious Tamer Gabriel, and small Twin Lucifers proclaimed the daring role as victor! That's why I want to see if he's truly worth my time, and that's is by fighting you!! AH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAAAAA!!" the short figure's grin morphs into a opened-wide mouth of maniacal laughter.
The larger figure turns towards Rag Hood, "Don't underestimate the mortal, he has a secret power within him that we have yet to unveil. Just don't kill him, we merely are doing this to see what he can truly do. Who knows. We may even help the boy in seeing how a REAL tamer battle is suppose to be. Now as we went over-" the large figure trails off as Rag Hood pushes him away with a flaming claw.
"Don't. Tell. Me. What to do! I've done my fair share of tamer assassination to know what I do best... Damned behemoth." Rag Hood snarled, walking into the shadows.
The larger figure grips his large fist, rage and hatred growing towards the tamer's comment. The shorter one appears behind the large one, placing his hand upon his large friend's bulky shoulders, "No need to get mad over the boy's comment, my friend. He will get his do when I give mine to that little boy down there. Hee hee hee hah hah aaah!"
The mall reappears, showing Stephenson finishing their day at the mall. Nya is busy depositing of her soda, carefully placing it in a nearby trash-can. Matsuo and Alenda were window-shopping a clothes shop while Lucifer was sitting on one of the indoor benches. He peered his head upwards, gazing upon the afternoon sky. Suddenly, his possessor appears before him. Lucifer merely looks away, showing a face of displease.
"Why does thou give such a un-bright face? Thy should be proud for the victory thy was given." the fallen angel muttered, showing the same displeased look.
"Don't give me that nonsense, Lucifer. I majorly well-know that we nearly harmed poor Angelean in the process!" Lucifer whispered back, making sure neither his sisters or mother heard over him. That was the hardest part when Lucifer came out – in public it was a nightmare if anyone saw him talking to himself. The incident with Crypt was enough.
Speaking of the devil, Crypt was right on the other bench, listening on-in with the two Lucifer's conversation. He was actually growing annoyed by the rapid muttering, "Aye! If I hadn't come around just in time, you two would have been found out if genius' parents here started to question as what really went on down there! So don't go around and pointing fingers till you look in a mirror. Sheesh, what a you two do without me-"
"WE DO JUST FINE WITHOUT YOU!!!" both Lucifer's shouted, blowing the nightmare out from where he sat.
"Oh god..." Crypt muttered, rubbing the huge bruise on his head.
"Hmph. This nothing but a joke. What's your opinion, Sparta?" Rag Hood spoke, observing Lucifer from hight above the mall's sky-light.
Suddenly, a large, muscular devil emerges from behind the boy's shadow. His eyes gleemed a empty blackness, giving off the same color his spiked hair showed. Sparta's forehead possessed a pair of ram horns. His front torso was shown bare from his waist-down showed a blue cloth wrapped around him, his shoulders were protected by a black bracer with a red spike on the top. A deadly form of blood-line was consumed around the devil's right arm. Behind him sat a giant hira shuriken, four-sided with golden blades – similar like a scythe's.
The giant-sized possessor views upon Lucifer's possessor, "Hmh hmh hmh. I believe I know that possessor down there. Yes, his name is Lucifer, he was the devil mixed in with that whole incident that blackguard Velmont was involved with. Hmph, the fallen angel has surely gone to the dogs, taking over the body of a young one like that."
He silently shrinks back into Rag Hood's shadow, just as the way he had appeared. Rag Hood regains his stance, he smirks delightfully peering upon Twin Lucifers' two sisters, "Hmm, a family he has? Hah hah, he'll soon regret the day coming into a family of siblings, foolish boy." he dashes off the roof and wrapping himself around his cloak, forming into a shade-like figure. He hovers away from sight, preparing for his next move.
"Alenda, please go tell Lucifer we're leaving." Matsuo told her daughter. Alenda addresses with a light curtsy and jags over to Lucifer. The blonde peers over his shoulder, viewing upon his younger sister.
"Oniisan, it's time to get going. Also, do you like the dress I picked out?" she delightfully announced, hoping that her added question will get a positive reply.
Lucifer looks up and down her new winter dress, "Hmm, I don't think it's "you." Better yet, I say just take it back. Alenda, you just don't seem the type to wear gothic clothes. Why do you even insist doing so?"
Alenda was half-shocked, her mouth was wide opened, her eyes were starting to tear up, "Oni-oniisan...?! Wh-why would you s-say that?! I payed hard yen for this dress! Why can't you be happy for me?!" Alenda stomps her boot upon the mall floor, crying harshly. Lucifer was hesitating his reply as he saw his sister take it so hard.
"Alenda-cha-"
"JUST SAVE IT!" she shouted back, running away from him and the family to.
"Alenda!" Matsuo cried out, shocked by what just happened. "Lucifer, why did she up and do that all of a sudden?!"
"I! I! I partically don't know!"
"Ooooh, annechan!" Nya cried out, showing an innocent worry in her eyes.
Alenda kept running all the way until she reached the outside garden of the mall. She was surrounded by green plants and flowers alike. In the middle of the garden stood a old fountain, on top of the fountain unveiled a stone figment of a baby angel, spitting out water from its mouth. Alenda decides to catch her breath and sits down near the water. She looks up as a bit of water splashes upon her soft skin, seeing a large, black wing upon the stone angel's right shoulder. Alenda was a bit worried for she hadn't remember seeing that when she first looked. The little Stephenson stands up and gets a bit closer to examine it. The wing remains still. She thought she might regret it, but does so. Alenda slowly reaches for the wing and grabs it. Fear consumes her like a crop being devoured by hungry locust. The black wing remains a calm stillness still. Alenda was finally relieved that it was something normal. She again sits down and rests. The calm winds relaxed her harm and anger, feeling the lifting feeling of Heaven upon her body. It was as if some wonderful force was raising her into the air, all way from this anger and sad feeling. The feeling was firmly around her waist, grasping even harder and harder! Alenda finally snaps out of it. In distress, she finds herself prisoner to the black wing she thought to be no harm! The "wing" was connected to some sort of black cloth. Suddenly, she comes face-to-face with her capturer. Just then a great pain is slapped upon her back, making her loose hold of consciousness.
"W-who are you?" she muttered, faintly.
The figure merely grins as its hair blows leftwards in the wind.
"Please... answer me... It's that you...? Lucifer...?"
Again, the figure grins, making the pain even more decent in her back.
"AAH...! N-no... pl-please don't do this..."
Suddenly a great flash of fire blinds her! Two black eyes meet with hers, fully revealing a large, red man. He spoke, "She's the tamer's younger sister. We can use her to bring the English tamer to us."
"Humph. I was expecting the foolish boy to more kind to his siblings. This is surely misfortune for you, little one. Hah hah." the figure chuckled.
"Oniisan..." Alenda then looses hold of the world around her. Not knowing what has befallen her.
Author's Thoughts
Ahh, I decided to go straight to the action this time. This is going to be a big battle for both tamers here, folks. So it seems Rag Hood has made the first move and by I mean is by kidnapping Alenda! Who knows what plans he has in store for her... well, for Lucifer to find out anyways. He all know now. Thanks alot, Sparta! *bricks Sparta*
My memory is failing me right now so I hope you've enjoyed this part. Good news is that I'm getting back on track with chapter 4 and am half way done with my part 3 of chapter 4. So for now, I bid you farewell. 
Truly not that I will get downfalled in my skillz, English is in fact sharpening, which you'll soon see too.