Battle of The Bands Arc

[Dracos]

"Mou...okay, Yosho." *Raya smiled childishly, following his lead*

Fearless Leader

[Dracos]

Post 3:

OOC: Well so far I haven't been told I suck ass.  ^_^  Thanks, I try some more, this scene gets harder.

IC:

With a gleam in his eyes he began to play, metal fingers strumming across his mighty axe, the band swiftly joining in behind him as he played his evil tune.

o/Rising from my shadows/o
o/ I was reborn from his dark hand/o
o/Made of steel and flesh/o
o/No longer mortal man/o

o/I was the Axe, Master of the Dark Arts/o
o/wielder of the mighty Odinsbur,/o
o/born to rule the bards/o

Black robed figure 1:
o/Go forth my Axe and Conquer where you could not stand before/o
o/With your magic and your music and your guns.../o
o/match him note for note... /o
o/ Leave him in the dust/o
o/You are the Axe, the greatest of the Bards/o

Black Robed figure 2:
o/And so he traveled cross the world/o
o/A darkened figure of vengeance/o
o/Hunting his foul nemesis/o
o/He traveled cross the lands/o

The Axe:
o/Finding him I lifted my cowl off and revealed I was alive,/o
o/no broken man, no shattered soul./o

Duet of black robes:
o/Lifting his dark axe, The axe began to play/o
o/No power now, would stop his music from the soul/o

As the Axe's fearsome rock n roll careened across the stadium, people cheered loudly, the music carrying on.

Suddenly from the back stage, the glowing harp floated it's way out onto the stage, to the gasps of the audience around.

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

"Sasami..." Olguin dazedly mumbled as he saw the harp he had given her float out on stage. The same harp that this woman had declared hers.

Reaching out with his senses, he began to probe the woman's aura, and gasped at what he found.

Familiarity struck him in between the eyes with all the subtlety of a rampaging rhino.

"What...happened to you?" His voice sounded painfully weak compared to the loud rock n' roll blaring out from the stage.

It was Sasami.

***

Sasami felt her heart clench at the look of horror. She...knew this was going to happen.

She staggered backwards from him, not wanting to see his expression twist to one of disgust.

Tears streamed from her eyes, blurring the world all around her. In her daze, she couldn't even manage to scrape up enough strength of will to even look up.

That's when she felt a hand land squarely on her shoulder, causing her to let out a terrified squeak of surprise.

"Look at me."

Her body trembled in fear, but she followed Olguin's command.

He wanted her to see his face before he called her a freak.

It had to be.

***

Olguin sighed as the blue haired woman...no, he chastized himself, Sasami looked up with her luminous pink eyes. Seeing her body tense, he flinched at what must be going through her mind.

"Please, don't be afraid. I won't hurt you." His made sure to make his voice as reassuring as possible. He almost succeeded too, but that little lingering doubt made it sound almost painfully fake to his ears.

"You...won't?" He silently shook his head, thanking the kami she hadn't picked it up.

"What happened to you?"

***

Sasami sniffled as she rubbed her face clean of the tears. Hiccuping, she halting started.

"I was just in my dressing room! And...! I saw...this...this...deck!" She began to sob at this point, body quaking with all the pain she had been holding in up to now.

She was a freak and no one would....

"No wait...you can't." Despite her words, Sasami only weakly pushed his body away when Olguin pulled her into a hug that slowly began to calm her.

"C'mon, you can tell me. I think I know what may have happened, but I need you to tell me everything."

She softly shook her head, arms clenching around his chest as she desperately hung onto him.

"Please."

Sasami sighed, "I will...but please...don't let me go."

"I won't...I swear." Looking into his clear and honest eyes, she faintly smiled.

And began to tell him her story.

[Asrana]

Yui nodded to Yosho and followed him, holding onto Miyuki's small hand gently.

They should be safe with Yosho-san, Olguin-kun seemed to respect his abilities...

[Anonymous]

Yosho's voice quietly floated up to Raya's ears, "Go back, Raya. I don't want them to put themselves in harm's way."

The they in question was pretty obvious.

Continuing to walk, his eyes were entirely focused on the 'Axe'. And his gaze was anything but friendly. His left hand painfully clenched around the hilt of his katana.

"This is something I have to handle on my own."

[Dracos]

Raya stared at Yosho.  "What about Sasami?  Aren't you going to find her?".  Raya suddenly moved getting between the intent Yosho and his way.  "Your eyes..."

Fearless Leader

[Dracos]

OOC: Gah  -.- what have I done what have I done -.-

IC:

The floating harp paused on the stage, glowing brightly, a shining star of energy.  The crowd grew silent at this mystic event.  The band slowed to a stop as the Axe looked on with horror...

As he appeared...  Standing calmly, a ghostly presence.  The great bard Gildward had risen to meet his longtime rival.  Dressed as he was in life, he carried his most precious harp in his hands, a peaceful melody strumming from it as played without words.

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

Yosho's eyes narrowed as he watched the spirit appear on stage, and almost shoved Raya out of his way to get at Axe.

Almost...

"Raya...he's the reason why this all happened...please don't be talking about my eyes at a time like this." He tightly grounded out.

[Dracos]

"Don't become like him Yosho.  Do you really think killing him will bring them back." Raya responded, her eyes strangely serious, making her seem far older than she appeared.  "Live for those who are still here...protect them... don't throw your life away for vengeance."

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

Sasami and Olguin spun around to face the flare of energy, both of them putting aside what they had been talking about in favor of the more immediate issue.

"It's him!" Olguin barked out, a sphere of energy rapidly appearing around his right fist at the sight of the bard. Now it all clicked into place...that man!

"Stop!" Sasami grasped at his arm, and he winced at the fear on her face. "I know you want to hurt him, to make him pay for what he did."

Her eyes turned serious as she looked at the sphere of life energy in his hands. "The audience could get hurt..."

"But, he's one of the men who destroyed your home." He instantly regretted his words when she softly closed her eyes, and took in a sharp breath of air.

"I...still can't let you." Her eyes snapped open, and the intensity he saw in them and the force in her words caused him to jolt in surprise. The sphere of energy in his hands quickly returned to the world around them.

He looked away from Sasami, and glared murderously at Axe. Soft hands cradled his face and gently pulled his sight away from him and back towards Sasami.

"Because...if we kill...only for the sake of hatred," Her eyes lost their innocence for but a moment, and he could've sworn he saw something besides her in them, "We will not be any better. And we will just continue to add to the cycle of darkness."

[Asrana]

Yui's eyes widened as she watched the ghost appear and begin to play. Only in Ranma-jisan's stories had things like this come up...

Her eyes flickered to Yosho, she wanted to help Raya out, but somehow...she didn't think she'd be a help.

So much she couldn't do.

[Anonymous]

*She's right, you know.* Funaho's voice was delicate as she finally spoke. *And you know it, Yosho. Have you truly lost so much of your control that you'll go into a situation where any number of unknowns could cost you your life?*

Yosho's face twisted into a grotesque mask of hatred at both of their words, but his body relaxed. Letting go of his katana's hilt, he began to walk away from the group at large.

Plopping down on the grassy ground, he closed his eyes as his body trembled with the effort of holding back his rage.

[Dracos]

Raya shed a silent tear for the old man as he turned away from her.  So much pain he carried inside of him.

Fearless Leader

[Dracos]

As the Golden haired Ghost finished his short tune, a sense of peace spread out over the audience, a calming feeling brought about by his mastery of music.

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

Yosho fairly growled at the fact that he could feel his mind being toyed with once again. With the mental shielding up, he drew his katana and a sharpening stone and went to work.

The sounds of metal chiming as stone was dragged across it helped him ignore the world, and his partner's own frantic voice was just as quietly muted when he hung his head.

And remembered happier times.