I'm Really Shinigami?
Chapter 3
friends stared at him. Duo sank back in his seat,
they wouldn't believe him...."You mean to tell us that you
are really the God of Death, and you could've killed all those OZ
bastards with one wave of your arm?!" Wufei exploded at Duo,
who nodded meekly. "You've lost it, Maxwell." Duo
sighed, "I knew you wouldn't believe me." Trowa
interupted before Wufei could say anything, "Can you prove
it?" he asked. Duo stared at him, then shook his head,
"I cannot demonstrate my power to mortals unless absolutely
nessicary." he answered slowly. Wufei snorted, "So now
we're meer mortals, what's next? Oh Great Shinigami?"
Duo stood up, "Look. I don't care if you don't believe me,
but thats the way it is. Now, didn't someone say we were supposed
to go eat at Relena's?" Heero started choking on something,
"Ugg....ackkkk....no!" Shinigami smiled. "Alright
then let's go." Quatre said standing up as well.
Twenty minutes later the five Gundam pilots were seated at a
table with Relena. "Can you wave your arm and make her
die?" hissed Heero, leaning towards Duo. Relena was rambling
on about herself and Heero. The God of Death laughed, "As a
matter of fact, I can." "Heh, I wish." Heero
turned back to his food. Duo smiled, and waved his hand slightly
to the left and muttered a few ancient words. Relena placed a
hand on her forehead, "Uhhh, I feel...diz-zzy..."
Splat. Relena fell face down in her pancakes. Heero stared at
Relena. Then at Duo. And back at Relena.
Wufei glared at Duo, "You..you..really..are..." Wufei
was at a loss for words. Quatre and Trowa were speechless as
well. Duo grinned, "That was definatly absolutly
nessicary." Heero absorbed the death in quickly, "Oh,
thank YOU!" he hugged Duo. "Thank you! Thank you!
You've saved my sanity!" he shouted. A servent came in with
more pancakes, "You ordered...Miss Relena!" the maid
rushed to the fallen bitch's side. Quatre plastered on a fake
concerned face. "She just fell over in her food! It must've
been poison or something!" he told the maid.
A hour later, the boys were back at the safehouse. Wufei was
still shocked. Quatre and Trowa weren't as bad. Heero was hyper.
Very scary thought. They were crowded around the TV, watching the
news report of Relena's death, laughing their heads off, when the
God of Death felt a strange presense. One or more of his
demi-gods were here. //It's alright. They know. You may make
yourselves visable.// Shinigami told his servents. Tiyan appeared
on top of the TV. Sikeeh on the left of it, and Fique to the
right.
Heero, Quatre, Trowa and Wufei jumped back in suprised. Duo
smiled, "These are my demigods and uh..demigoddess." he
said calmly. "Hi." the three said in unison.
"Y-You really a-are Sh-sh-s-s-shinig-gami-i...!!!"
Wufei spluttered. "That's what I said." Duo said
annoyed, then he turned to the demigods and goddess, "Que
pasa?" "The Being has a message. His name is
Tanshin." Tiyan replied. "What? He went to the trouble
of contacting you to tell you that his name is Tanshin?"
Shinigami asked, suprised. Heero stared, blinking in disbelief,
"Duo," Duo turned towards his friend, "His name
means 'alone'."
"Alone?" echoed Duo. "Hai." Heero said.
"I'm still not believing this..." mumbled Quatre. Duo
laughed, "I thought Wufei would say that." The Dragon
was still too shocked to think of a comeback. Duo turned back to
the demigods and goddess, "What does this mean?"
Fique's fingers ran along the side of his sword, "We believe
that the Being...Hanshin...is doing this because of
something...emotional..." he said. Duo cocked his head,
"Say what?" Sikeeh sighed, "Further reasearch in
the death profiles found that this creature was once human, his
family was murdered when he was a child. How he became immortal
and powerful is unknown."
"This Being...or whatever....he's corrupting the flow of the
universe for revenge?" Quatre wonered aloud. Shinigami
sighed, "Probably so, it has happened before, but no one has
come close to Hanshin's power, is that even his real name?"
Tiyan shook her head, "No, Master, that is the name he gave
himself, and wishes to be called, the name he was born with is
Takeshi Koriyama " Shinigami gasped, "Takeshi? Wasn't
that the kid who's family was murdered and killed by some sicko,
and their bodies burnt to ashes in front the Takeshi's
face?"
"Yes, Master, he was." Fique replied quietly. "How
horrible!" Quatre exclaimed. "And he was scarred by the
killer, on his left arm, the gash is 7 inches long. He spent his
life hunting down the killer....and never did, he died when he
chased the murderer to the south pole." Duo finished.
"Do you know the death story of everyone that has walked on
Earth?" Trowa asked. Shinigami sighed, "Unfortuneatly,
yes." There was a flash of brillant blue light, blinding
everyone for a moment. "I could have killed him."
Hanshin grumbled, "But I parished too soon. He could've kill
more people..." the man's fists were tightly clenched,
"No one will ever die like that again. Because no one will
ever live again."
Shinigami stood up immediatly. The demigods and goddess jumped in
front of their master instinctively. "What now, Takeshi? You
will send the universe into void by killing me? The people will
not die, but they are not alive. They will be suspended between
for all of eternity. What torture will you bring them? The
balance of life, death, and rebirth will never again return, and
there will be nothing left. The planets, stars, and sun will all
melt into nothingness, all for what? Revenge on a long dead
killer? He is dead. You should be too. How did you become
immortal?" Shinigami demanded. Hanshin snorted,
"Wouldn't you like to know? Well since you are about to die
anyway. I will tell you. Then perhaps you will accept your
destruction."
The creature that called himself Hanshin crossed his legs and
hovered three feet from the ground. Tiyan, Fique, and Sikeeh
formed a protective circle around their master. The four
remaining Gundam pilots clustered to one side, ready to listen to
an incredible tale." Hanshin took a deep breath, drawing up
the memories of the past...centuries ago...the light in the room
vanished. A candle appeared out of nowhere. They were floating in
the darkness of nothing, with only the flickering light of the
candle, to keep them in reality. The only sound was the
breathing. The only movement was the candle. The only concern,
was the story....
"When I was five, my family, my mother, my father, my
sister, we lived in the countryside. It was a beautiful place, a
creek ran by the side of our house, cherry trees bloomed in the
spring. And it was spring. Sakura...my sister, named for the
magnificent flowers....our home was the most beautiful place on
Earth. But then, that man came. With a knife, the blade could cut
through wood. We were on the porch, eating lunch, and this ugly
man stepped out from the cherry trees. He went towards mother,
his grin was haunting...father tried to stop him, but could not.
He was stabbed in the stomach, blood poured everywhere, Sakura
screamed. Mother grabbed my sister's and my hand and backed away
from the mad killer.
"We did not get far, the man lunged at mother, and slit her
throat, the blood from her viens spluttered over me. I managed to
escape, but he caught my sister. I did not see her die. But I
heard her scream, a loud shriek, a sickening thump, and a crack.
I ran, and hid in the woods, crying until my body could not
produce any more tears. I cried until my shirt was so soaked it
clung to my shirt as if I had just come out of the creek. I went
home, and saw the man pile my family into a pile. He lit a piece
of wood and tossed it on top of father's body, his shirt was
still stained with blood. The fire engulfed them quickly, slowly,
they were burnt to ashes. It took hours, but the man never moved.
I watched mother's hair catch flames and melt into a disgusting
black powder.
"I watched my sister's skin singe, blacken and crack. The
flames ate their clothes, their skin...I watched their faces burn
and burn...I wanted to run, but my feet would not move. I was
frozen in place, all I could do was watch...I stood, stiff, as
the fire died out, and there was nothing left of my loving family
but a mound of black ashes. The man turned towards me, his eyes
sparkled as if he had just seen the greatest event in the world.
It sickened me, I, a five year old boy, charged at him, my grief
evolved into a raging fury, I would not let him get away with it.
I threw my tiny fists at his side, he didn't evem flinch. The
awful man flashed his knife and drew a long line in my arm. The
blood slipped all over me. He laughed, pushed me over in the
ashes, and walked away."
The floating immortal paused, tears were visable running down his
cheeks. Ran-Ohki appeared out of nowhere, and nuzzled Fique.
Shinigami stared at Hanshin, "Go on, if you please." he
said quietly. The man born Takeshi Koriyama nodded, his voice
crackled; "I packed my dearest possesion and set off towards
town. I followed the man who killed my family, I lived on the
food I brought, and when that ran out, I thrived on whatever
others threw away. I followed that man for 13 years, from Japan
to China, to India, to Egypt, to France, and Spain, England,
Ireland...watching him kill innocent people....I followed him to
America, to Mexico, to Panama, to Brazil, to Argentina, to the
South Pole...But I, a man of 18, was not prepared for the cold
south, and died.
"But even that wasn't to be. A witch, black hair, black
clothing, evil smile...she gave me immortality. I did not ask for
it. I did not want it. But I got it anyway. I drifted in the
immortal world, I could not think of anything but the evil
creature that had butchered my family. I developed my powers as
an immortal being, for 500 years, I thought of revenge. I found
out about you, Shinigami, your power, your position, what you
controlled. I had seen the deaths of over a thousand people, all
killed and fried by the man with the knife. I will end it all. No
one will ever die in such pain and horror. Because no one will
ever live. Or be reborn. Ever. Again. No one." Hanshin's
gaze bore through Shinigami, "I will kill to end all
death."
© Kiriska