Rhapsody of Destruction

Marcus barly dodged the sword as it went past his shoulder. She is to strong to steal her soul now. he thought as he ran to another guard and stabed his had into the man's chest ripping out the soul. "Now, lets see how you do fighting your own mine." Marcus throw the soul back into the mans body now under his control. I have to leave soon I am too weak to be fighting against a trained fighter he tought as he summoned the best. The best was little over the height of a normal man, Marcus liked to think of it as a giant wolf that was twice as wide. Its three horns on its head covered in blood of the soldiers it killed. "Time for me to go but don't feel bad I will be back. You have spilled my blood so I will spill yours." Marcus said jumping on the creatures back and rideing away.

Kazaf looked towards Yuuki and seemed to take his time to answer her questions. He slowly raised himself back up and looked into the shadows at which the plaza's ancient statues were producing.

"I am not quite sure little one. I am sure that Master Touya is busy with political affairs or training somewhere inside the manor. If you wish I can always give your message to him directly."





As Arcueid watched the condemned man fleeing from the battled field, she returned to her man. Not too many were injured, but those whom were injured were beyond immediate recovery. Usually, Arcueid had been able to regenerate her soldier's wounds even if it was life threaning. But, this time it was a different case such wounds weren't made by mere physical attacks. Arcueid would have to analyze the wounds back in the Chrnos' Laboratory in order to create an effective counter measure.

After the sudden attack, things had settled down and by now all the Great Council members were safely within the protection of the air ship. Arcueid sheathed Tsubasa and soon after the royal blue sword, halted from emitting the blue energy. As she entered her ship, her skin began to regenerate healing the wounds she had received while battling. Gracefully sitting down in a throne located at the top of the ship, Arcueid once more commanded them to continue towards the Layos' Manor. Whispering to herself she leaned her head letting it rest on her fingertips, her long silvery hair elegantly layed on top of her shoulders and onto the floor.

"I wonder why Raskove has not taken that man's head. He is a danger to everyone including themselves."

Once more the ship cruised through the gray planet, not much could be seen except for a few small buildings were peasant lived and several mountains.





Meanwhile, a Chrnos' messenger awaited for the Leader of the Layos family. By now he had retreated to a small corner, in fear that a guard might attack him. Afterall, even though he was only a mere messenger he was still part of the Chrnos' Family, therefore still an enemy. Unconciously he spoke under his breath

"I want to go home..I don't want to be killed."

Raskove started to act like a child when he walked down the stair-case, then a guard coughs, Raskove looks over and see's the guard, who wore a dark red armor, from head to toe. "Ah Honor Guards, so where is this messenger that was suppose to be here?" he looked around puzzled, he put a finger agains't his head and scratched a little, then he could hear whimpering.

Raskove walks around the corner and see's the terrifyed man, "Ah there you are!!" he called out in joy, he laughed shortly as well, the honor guard was right next to him, he looks down on the messenger, "Hey don't worry, you don't have to be scared, I mean sure he's made of metal, but that doesn't mean we are still under oath of not killing a messenger." he chuckled a bit as he rubbed the back of his head,

"So what message you bring young.....messenger?" he said as crosses his arms and waited for his answer.

At Raskove's loud and sudden voice, the messenger yelled surprised and ducked his head under one arm while the other arm extended in the air before Raskove. With a shaking hand, the messenger whom was only a small child, delivered the parcel which contained the seal of the Chrnos' Family. It was a royal blue crest composed of two wings. In a shaky voice, the little messenger spoke not daring to look directly at the Leader of the Layos Clan.

"Mistress Chrnos wishes to announce her arrival tomorrow."

Inside the formal letter, it announced that Arcueid Chrnos would be arriving tomorrow morning. And would be proposing a alliance contract with the Noble Family of Layos.

Marcus was ridding to another small village, his wound wasn't bad a minor cut that would take a day at the most to heal. "I need to give you a name," He said to the creature who was running at full speed. "How about Kuro Ko." Marcus was laying on his creatures back trying to think about how to improve his power.

Raskove gives a low hum as he read the letter, "Well from the reputation we have, I don't think we would call ourselves, 'noble.' he chuckled as he folds the letter and places it on a small trey when Zuri arrived, on the trey was a small cup of water and a plate of food, it was more of a salad with tomatoes. "Tomorrow the Arcuied head of the Chrnos family will be here, she wants to negotiate a peace treaty. Zuri scoffed, "And I suppose you want to tighty up a bit here don't you master?"

Raskove popped a vein in his head, "Zuri, my patience of you mocking me is rather getting...intense and displeasing." Zuri places the trey in front of the messeger, "accomadations of the Layos Family sir." he bowed and turns to Raskove, "I may mock you master, but I don't mean it intentionally to provoke you." Raskove turns around with a big smile, "Well then give me a hug!!" he gave a cheerfull expression and extended his arms around Zuri who disagreed to hug,

Raskove wrapped his arms around Zuri's back and pulled his chest to his, Zuri groans from such strength. "Master...I'm sure this is not such....necessary." he struggled to breath, Raskove lets go of Zuri, "Oh your right, when Arcuied arrives we have to be polite, quick start the emergency cleaning, we had not such great guest so....shoo! away!!" he walks over to the messenger, "You boy," he points out, then he forms his hand into a handshake, "I thank you for your such courtesy of the Chrnos family and noble, and do send a letter to your impress that we shall be waiting in front of the manor awaiting for her arrival." he bowed to show politeness.

The young boy looked at the plate and the cup of water then back to Zuri repeatedly, but suddenly his stomach growled. Slightly rubbing his hand against this abdominal area, he took the fork with one hand and began to gulp down the salad. A small smile could be seen in the little messenger's face, he could feel the fresh taste of the lettuce and the tart juices of the tomatoes and the dressing. It felt extremely refreshing, it had been days since he had last been able to eat a descent meal, for he had been travelling through the deserts to deliver the parcel. Within a few moments, the messenger had finished eating the salad and gave a final gulp in the blissful cold water.

He offered Raskove a deep bow without looking into his eyes, demonstrating that his head was at Raskove's mercy. Taking a few steps backwards without turning his back the messenger looked at the two individuals before him, they looked really friendly for nobles he gave a small laugh before disappearing under the darkness. Once outside he pulled a long cloak over his entire body, giving somewhat of a protection against the desert's unforgiving winds. He bravely walked into the desert, disappearing behind the gusty wall of sand.




As quickly as the sun had set in the gloomy and dark horizon, the sun once more made its daily ritual trip across the vast skies. The morning sun bathed the planet, revealing the distinct differences between the classes of society. In these current days, one could only see either a extremely rich noble or a dirt poor commoner. That was the way for generations had lived their lives and played their roles during their lifetime. Poverty, famine, war, death was the requiem for the lower class of society. Their only single string of hope laid with Natsuki, whom was last seen with the Jagara family.

Arcueid had known from the very start that the creation of Natsuki, would bring even greater chaos to Earth. But, it would be necessary chaos for the Earth and humanity to rise and ressurect itself.

A council member silently walked next to Arcueid, a white hooded cloak covered the man's face and entire body. He whispered in Arcueid's ear

"My Lady...we are about to arrive at the precincts of Layos' Palace"

With the message delivered he respectfully bowed out and left. Arcueid rose from her thrown and walked to a private section of the airship, there lyed Apollo's Spear one of Arcueid's favorite weapons and an array of exquisite clothes, jewelry, perfumes, and other objects. As the ship neared the palace, Arcueid changed her clothes; she wore a elaborate pearly silk long dress which trailed behind her, high-heeled sandals adorned with diamonds, and a set of jewelry which all contained the Chrnos' family crest. Taking a quick glance in the mirror she reached back and swiftly put her silvery hair into a elegant bun. Revealing at the base of her neck, a intriquite crest demonstrating that she was the head of a aristocratic family.

Soon enough the Chrnos' air ship had landed in the precincts of the Layos Manor.

Raskove worn a long black robe, red diamonds covered the edges of the robe, reflecting a spark in each movement, "I look like a woman in this robe!" he shouted from a distance when Zuri was by the door, Raskove sat on the throne, he was glum when he did not picked out his own cloths.

"Master please, do and try behave yourself, the Chrnos' air ship has arrived and the Honor guards are outside awaiting for their appearance so they can escort them to the Throne Chambers." Zuri sounded sincere of what he had planned.

"Well I hope the Honor Guards don't attack them, like when some other people came by to ask permission to refreshen themselves." he sighs and layed his face agains't his fist, his elbow on the support of the chair.

There were a few Honor guards awaiting for the Head of the Chrnos family, they were lined perfectly, their armor were colored in red, some of their certain parts of armor were also covered in black. "Does anyone know what the Head of the Chrnos family look like?" the captain asked to one of Honor Guard, they all shooked their head no to his question, "To be honest sure? none of us left the palace before." the captain sighs.