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Darkness Unleashed	By : Macx Category: Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei > General Views: 2147 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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TITLE: Darkness Unleashed
AUTHOR: Macx
DISCLAIMER: not mine. Definitely not! I just play with them and hope
I tread on no one's toes.
Author�s Voice of Warning (aka Author�s Note):

English is not my first language; it�s German. This is the best I can
do. Any mistakes you find in here, collect them and you might win a prize
<g> The spell-checker said everything's okay, but you know how
trustworthy those thingies are.....
ARCHIVE: yes
WARNINGS: Starts after Kyoto. Manipulative Enma-Daiou. That's all <g>
RATING: R, just to be safe
FOCUS: Tsuzuki, Touda
FEEDBACK: empty inbox seeks emails <g>

He didn't really know why he had come here. Released from the hospital,
from under the watchful and worried eyes of Watari Yutaka, their part-time
doctor, he had walked the silent streets of Meifu until he had arrived
in front of the large palace that signified the residence of the most powerful
of all entities in this realm. Enma-Daiou. The Lord and Judge of the Dead,
the ultimate power that decided where a soul would finally end up.

Tsuzuki's eyes traveled up the richly decorated façade, coming
to rest on the massive double doors barring the entrance. There were no
guards, but they also weren't needed. No one in their right mind came here
unannounced or with ill intent.

Well, he was unannounced and here he was.

And he had questions that needed answering, questions that only one
person could possibly know the answer to.

Enma-Daiou.

Tsuzuki had never stood in the lord's presence, had never seen him.
He was a simple employee, one who hadn't had more than a little pay raise
in the seventy odd years he now worked for the Shokan Division. It was
Konoe who was required to report to his ultimate commander, not one of
the lowly shinigami.

Strangely, Tsuzuki felt no fear or apprehension as he climbed the steps
and approached the door. Ever since he had nearly succeeded in taking his
own life, using one of his shikigami, a kind of calmness had settled.

It was the calm before the storm, some said.

His friends were keeping a close eye on him, but they hadn't been there
when he had discharged himself from the hospital, coming here.

Hisoka would probably be mad. Tatsumi would give him lectures and maybe
cut his pay for a day or two. They would know by now since Watari was bound
to report his discharge.

It couldn't be helped.

The door creaked and suddenly swung open before him. Tsuzuki looked
into the darkness lurking behind it. He wasn't scared. He wasn't even apprehensive
anymore.

He entered.

The doors closed after him but instead of plunging him into total darkness,
the room around him lit up and revealed itself. Richly decorated in gold
and red, just like he had expected it, with a throne in the middle of it,
raised on a small platform.

It was empty.

Tsuzuki stopped in front of the throne, back straight, shoulders squared.
He knew Enma-Daiou was here. He could feel his presence, like some background
thrum, powerful and everywhere.

"Tsuzuki," a voice whispered.

His eyes narrowed a little.

"Welcome."

Something formed out of the shadows at the back of the room and solidified
in a humanoid form.

"Enma-Daiou," he said.

Something inside him stopped him kneeling or even bowing. Something
that was rebellious, pissed off and angry. It was a small core of steel
that had attracted twelve shikigami, that had kept him alive throughout
the horror of his life and death.

"You tried to escape from my realm, didn't you, Tsuzuki?"

Of course I did, he thought angrily. I tried to escape the darkness
that I am, the horror of my existence, my uselessness. I'm an a of of
death, I bring nothing but suffering. Me, the one who took his own life.
Who am I to judge over people?

"You are no the judge, Tsuzuki," Enma told him calmly. "Nor are you
the juror. You are my executioner. Nothing more, nothing less."

Tsuzuki's eyes widened and he inhaled sharply. Was he reading his mind?

"You are an open book to me, my shinigami. All of you are. My servants.
I do not allow any one of you to simply end an existence I granted."

"You have no right!" he whispered harshly.

"Don't I? I am the Lord of Hades, the head of this Ministry. I think
that entitles me to it." There was amusement in the voice.

Tsuzuki curled his hands into fists.

"Yours was a rash decision, Tsuzuki. Brought on by that mere human.
You are stronger than him, but you chose to fall for his words, believe
in his lies."

Lies? Muraki was a manipulative bastard, but those words hadn't been
lies!

�What am I?� he demanded.

The shadowy figure finally stepped in plain sight. Tsuzuki looked at
the timeless being, facing the one who was in charge of this realm with
more calm than he would ever have thought. He had never met Enma-Daiou
in person and though there was a radiance of power around him, the richly
dressed figure in the flowing robes was nothing extraordinary at first
sight. Too beautiful to be human with eyes that were bottomless, straight,
black hair, a smooth face, and a pale, flawless skin. Maybe it was only
a shell, maybe he wasn�t looking at the truth, but it didn�t matter.

�You are my shinigami,� Enma-Daiou answered, the voice rich and male
and very calm. "My tool, my servant, my executioner."

�And what else? What am I really? I�m not human! I know it! And you
know it!� Tsuzuki accused. Amethyst eyes narrowed, grew hard.

The eternal being tilted his head.

�I have demon blood in my veins and you know about it! You know everything��

A musical laugh. �Thank you for that much credit, Tsuzuki.� Enma-Daiou
walked closer. �But as I said, you are what you are. It doesn�t matter
where you came from.�
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