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[OPEN] When cornered...

WHO: Atsuro and you!
WHEN: June 27th, Dark Hour
WHERE: Around the city.
SUMMARY: Atsuro lost track of time, but then…help came.
RATING: PG. PG-13 at most.
WARNINGS: None.

“The number you’re trying to call isn’t in service.” Atsuro pressed the hang up button and try another number. He had been trying to call his parents and friends for a while, only to get the same message each time.

“The number you’re trying to call isn’t in service.”

A part of him hoped his parents would receive it. They’re in Silicon Valley, all the way in California, so his phone should reach them. But instead of his mother’s voice, he heard the automatic, recorded voice. The same results came from calling his friends and even Naoya.

“The number you’re trying to call isn’t in service.”

After stopping it for now, Atsuro walked around the city to gather information. The locals didn’t seem to know very much when he questioned them. He tried to stay optimistic, but a part of him wanted to resign to this situation.

Eventually, Atsuro enrolled at the local high school in Prospero and already signed the applications for one of the local dorms. Even in another country, he has to keep up his studies if Atsuro want to do what he loves for a living, and he don’t want to disappoint his parents and teacher.

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He lost track of time.

Which is why Atsuro is running away from the strange shadowy creatures, but they’re gaining on him slowly. While he’s fairly healthy for his age, Atsuro doesn’t exercise regularly and thus, isn’t that fast. After this experience, he would promise himself to exercise more.

I must get away! I don’t want them get near me!

Who knows what those creature will do to him? His mind brings up ideas, such as them swallowing him up into their bodies, but he quickly push the mental image aside to focus on running.

And trips.

No! I...can’t let them get near me! I have to fight them off! I… “I won’t let you get me!”

Pushing himself off the ground, he looks over at the incoming creatures when he feel a pang of pain in his head. Then, a voice speaks as his vision blurred.

”Thou art I and I am thou...”

Standing on his feet, Atsuro watch the shadows get closer to him, before shaking himself out of his daze.

“I am Amirani...
I am he who defy God to bring forth knowledge.”

A flash of light, making Atsuro shield his eyes with his arm from the brightness. There are the sounds of slashing and loud screeches, before the light fade. Lowering his arm, he stares at the hovering figure in front of him: an armoured swordsman.

Then, he is gone.

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This time, Tatsuma remains silent. I am thou and thou art I. It almost sounded like...

Not far away, there was the sound of metal banging onto the ground. A trash can lid, or something similar. At any rate, it was enough to make Tatsuma snap his attention towards the source, his eyebrows furrowing as he reflexively took up a fighting stance. With one arm outstretched, index and middle fingers intertwined, he waited for the creature to reveal itself.

That sound caught Atsuro's attention as well, his head snapped towards where it's coming from. He unconsciously shifted into a cautious stance, ready to run at a moment's notice.

"...You heard that?"

Tatsuma nodded, his gaze unwavering. Even if he couldn't yet see them, he knew their approximate location.

It didn't take long for the Shadows to come into view. Their masks were the most visible portion, with their 'bodies' blending in with the dark. Just counting the masks alone, there were only three or so; unfortunately, with no knowledge of how to fight them, the number managed to maintain a certain level of intimidation.

To make matters worse, Tatsuma began acting strangely as they neared. Though they had yet to attack, he broke the stance to put a hand to his head, wincing as a sharp pain lanced through his mind.

Atsuro watched the Shadows came into view. Not quite, with only their masks being the most visible part in this ominous atmosphere. The closer they approach, the more menacing they look.

'They're coming...' He quickly looked over at Tatsuma, when the other boy suddenly seem to get a headache. "Hey, are you okay?"

"Nng..." He pressed both hands to his head, hunched over in pain. He couldn't even pay any heed to the rapidly approaching Shadows - his vision had gone blurry, and his head hurt...

Thou art I, and I am thou...

To you, who bears the marks... The golden dragon Kohryu has awakened once again.

Unbeknownst to Tatsuma, a light began to glow before him, revealing a large, golden dragon. With a mighty roar, it tore through the Shadows in an instant, decimating the small group. The deed done, it vanished in much the same manner as Amirani, leaving Tatsuma to slowly draw his hands from his face in bewilderment.

"What..." Atsuro watched the golden dragon appeared and tearing the Shadows apart in awe. After it vanished, he blinked and then looked over at Tatsuma.

"What...What happened just now?"

"...It spoke to me," Tatsuma replied quietly.

"...What did it said to you?" Atsuro asked, daring to hope for similarities.

"...Its name." Also that it was a dragon, and he had the marks, but half of that was obvious and the other half he didn't feel the need to mention, so it was left unsaid.

"So it's like with Amirani..." Atsuro pondered for a moment, before glancing around for any more of those Shadows.

Tatsuma does the same, straining his ears for the barest hint of an inhuman sound. His eyes have mostly adjusted to the darkness once again, but he is careful not to rely on one sense alone.

Atsuro looked in one direction. He thought he saw movement over there. "...Can we outrun them?"

Tatsuma pauses. "Maybe. I can distract them while you run."

Gripping one hand in the other for a second, he takes up his fighting stance yet again. If anything, he clearly knows what he's doing.

"What about you?"

He does know what he's doing, but Atsuro's worried about his safety after he manage to escape.

"I'll follow afterward." His gaze is focused entirely on that little bit of movement in the distance. "Go."

"Be careful." He glanced at that movement, before slowly starts moving into a run.

Tatsuma only nods, not even bothering to turn and look as Atsuro makes his escape. He'll keep listening to make sure those footsteps aren't interrupted.

As the Shadows near, he suddenly races towards them, pushing off from the ground to deliver a powerful kick at the lead. Though it resists for a split second, the force is enough to knock it to the ground.

Atsuro run, until he's around a corner, managing to avoid the Shadows. But he stops and look back around it at Tatsuma and the Shadows.

It may be logical to get away, but a part of him is still worried.

Meanwhile, the Shadows are converging on Tatsuma. His arms are up to block the strikes as they come, but things get trickier when they start using other means to attack. Feeling the sudden drop in temperature, Tatsuma is barely able to leap away before a shard of ice forms violently where he was just moments before.

He can see that the Shadows are slowly gaining an advantage on Tatsuma, or it looks like it. It's when the ice shard appears that Atsuro spring into action.

"Tatsuma!" He runs over, instinctively calling out Amirani again. The swordsman heed him, appearing to slash the Shadows with his sword.

Tatsuma glances back at Atsuro only barely, his attention quickly focusing on the swordsman spirit's attack which rends a Shadow apart. So it hadn't been a one time thing after all. The spirit was really was there defending Atsuro.

And if the spirit helped Atsuro, then the one that had spoken to him should...

With his gaze on the Shadows, he tries focusing on that strange power within him. Already it feels different from the one he's used to, but if it operates anything like his abilities granted by the Dragon Stream, then...

"Zio." Though he isn't familiar with the word, it comes to him naturally, as though he has known it all his life. As a result, a nearby Shadow finds itself being electrocuted, disappearing.

One Shadow to go.

So it's not a fluke after all.

Atsuro stopped running and looked at the remaining Shadow in front of them. He glanced over at Tatsuma, as he focused on his new, strange power inside him.

The swordsman spirit raise his sword and attacked the Shadow.

And so the last Shadow vanishes.

Lowering his hands, Tatsuma stares at the place the final Shadow had occupied up until recently.

"You came back," he says after a moment of silence. He's not mad or anything - it's a simple observation.

"Yeah, I did." It's foolish and reckless, but Atsuro doesn't regret it at the moment. "Are you alright?"

Tatsuma nods. "I'm fine. What about you?"

[OPEN] When cornered...

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