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Aeterna Nox	By : asuramori Category: +. to F > Black Cat Views: 1853 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Black Cat in any way, shape, or form. I am also not getting paid to write this.

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Disclaimer: Refer to the first couple of chapters, because I’m just too lazy to write these now.

Warning: Let’s see… sex between guys, mild use of language (not), and anything else I forgot to mention. :D

Chapter Seven: Memories’ Wake

By: Asura Mori

Feeling coursed through Train’s body, spurring the brunette into action. He threw himself out of Creed’s grasp, right hand flying to his holster as he pivoted through the air. He landed with practiced ease, his movements fluid as he aimed Hades, golden eyes trained on the silver-haired man in front of him.

“Train…” Creed’s voice was like honey, slick and superficially sweet. “Is it one final battle you seek, one last bout before this shell of a man you’ve become is eradicated from the world forever? Is that what you want, dearest?”

The term of endearment, more than anything else the other man had said, shook Train profoundly. It was a word from his past, one he would have rather never heard again. Things he would have gladly forgotten came rushing back to him… times that involved the man standing before him, back when Train was an assassin… where there was no one he could rely on… nights spent in the comfort of another’s heat…

The brunette blinked, trying to clear his mind of the images that threatened to overcome him, and concentrated on the man that… wasn’t standing in front of him. Train paled briefly as he realized the intent of the endearment: to serve as a distraction. Well, it had done its job…

Only his quick reflexes saved the sweeper from losing his right arm, though he still sustained a deep slash ranging from his shoulder to the middle of his chest. He managed to pull of a short burst of shots, though he was unsure of how many had been shot. Three? Four? A heavy sort of wetness slid down his arm, his own blood, making his grip on Hades slippery.

Gritting his teeth in frustration – at himself, for falling for such an amateur trick – Train quickly switched Hades to his left hand and shot off another three rounds. A click sounded from his pistol on the third pull, confirming the brunette’s earlier fears – that he had shot four, and not three, bullets. He scrambled for ammo, his golden eyes fixated on the slowly approaching Creed.

Less than four feet from the sweeper, Creed blurred, using his inhuman speed to try and gain an edge over the other man. But Train also had that unnatural speed… a product of his time as one of the Chrono Numbers. He dodged to the side, wincing as he pushed himself off the ground. Then he was upside down in the air, Hades aimed at the leader of the Apostle of the Stars, having reloaded during the transition from earth to sky. “This ends now… Creed.” The sweeper growled, just as he let loose a barrage of bullets on the man, immersing the battle field in heavy smoke.

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Train landed feet first on the ground, amber eyes narrowed as he tried to distinguish what was what in the heavy smoke.

Was Creed dead? Had he finally ended it all? The sweeper wasn’t sure, nor was he too happy with what he may have done. After all, hadn’t he sworn that he would capture Creed, not kill him? … Had he, inadvertently, failed his duty as a sweeper?

Something moved in the smoke, catching the brunette’s attention. His heart gave a little jump as he realized it was Creed, before falling in dismay. Not only had he failed to kill the man (which was probably a good thing), Train had also failed to even injure the man…

No, wait, that wasn’t true. Train watched in shocked amazement as the wounds on Creed’s body started healing. In less than a minute not even a scratch remained. “Nanomachines…” Train muttered, cursing under his breath. Creed laughed at the expression on the brunette’s face, noting with pleasure how Train’s legs shook. “Yes, nanomachines. I have become a god, made invincible with the help of Tao and science. You too could have this wonderful power… if you would only join with me, dearest Train.”

“You know that I will never do so, Creed, so why do you persist in this meaningless banter?” The sweeper snarled, blood dripping steadily at his side. He was starting to feel a bit lightheaded, not at all a good sign at this point in the battle. “Train, you wound me. None of this is meaningless to me at all… My only regret is that you will not stand by me of your own volition.”

“I would sooner die.” Train stated, watching as Creed’s eyes hardened. “And so you shall, sweeper.” The silver-haired man remarked bitterly, violet eyes filled with hate, “You, who were turned by that witch, shall die, and my Train, my dear Black Cat, shall return to me, to stand by side for the rest of eternity…”

The golden-eyed brunette opened his mouth in a retort, though quickly closed it. There was no point in arguing with the man in front of him. It would lead to nothing. “Let’s finish this, Creed.” He said instead, resolved that he would bring Creed back with him… or die trying.

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The first few blows that were exchanged were swift, ending with neither one the victor. Train was a bit worse the wear, as he did not have the power of automatic healing. Creed, who did, was laughing maniacally, pushing the sweeper to his limits.

“Is that all you have, sweeper?! You shame the memory of my beloved cat!” He screamed as he sent the brunette flying once again, his sword plunging deep into Train’s uninjured shoulder. The man let out a hoarse yell, his golden eyes wide with pain. “Scream, scream!” Creed howled, pulling the sword out and then stabbing into the brunette once again.

Train let out a small cry, no longer really feeling the pain, but very much aware of every injury on his person. His vision blurred, becoming dark, but he fought to remain conscious. He would not pass out, not if he was to die here. He would greet death with every bone in his body radiating defiance. “Give it your worst…” Train said, though he didn’t say it out loud.

Creed readied his blade, intending to plunge the weapon deep into the sweeper’s heart, but a voice cried out. “Creed! Stop. You’re going to kill him.” The leader of the Apostles of the Stars glanced up at who had spoken – Doctor – and glared at him. “Was that not the point of all this?” He hissed, drawing his blade back and turning towards the raven-haired man. “To kill this shell of the man I once knew? To bring back my Train?”

“When I said ‘kill him’, I didn’t mean it literally, Creed. I meant figuratively. Have you forgotten about Letheium?” The Doctor’s voice was smooth, calming, like a father trying to talk to his son. Creed stared at him for a few minutes, seeming to debate this, then seemed to come to his senses.

“Of course… I had forgotten, briefly. Proceed, Doctor.” Creed smiled, his violet eyes closing as he waved the man by. “But do remember who it is that gives the orders here, Doctor. The next time you tell me to stop will be the day you draw your last breath.” He promised as the Doctor passed, making the man pause and glance back at him.

“… As you say, Creed.”

The Doctor walked over to Train, who was struggling to sit up, his golden eyes wide. “Now, now, don’t try to fight me, Black Cat. It’s time for you to take a little nap. And when you wake up… well, you won’t be you anymore. Well, you as in the sweeper you.” He laughed at the panicked look in the brunette’s eyes, drawing a syringe filled with a clear liquid in it. The raven-haired doctor grabbed Train’s arm roughly and jabbed the needle in, making the sweeper wince.

“And that, as they say, is that… Good-bye, Mr. Sweeper.”

To be continued…

Asura: Well, THAT sucks. Poor Train. Anyway, sorry for the delay, all. I’ve been grounded off and on for the last month or so… and I just went to the doctor recently and found out that I may have carpal tunnel. Yeah, that sucks as well. So, sorry about leaving this story hanging for so long… (sighs) Read and review please…
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