First warning… For sure, the next chapter will be out… possibly two to three months from now. This is mostly an experiment to see the response I'd get. However, if I get enough of the good response, I'll think about hurrying up the first chapter and so on.
Second warning… The names of the members of Kryptonbrand may possibly not be accurate. I got the names from a website that is translating the manga and the translator herself is saying that she doesn't know if those are the real names. Once I get the right ones, I will make the proper corrections.
This fic is unlike my others… It is sort of… the style is mine, etc… but there are major differences (like less humor).
But this fic couldn't help but happen. Shiiru-sama and I really, really wanted to make a Side B fic after I told her the rumors about the end of Glühen. Then when she confirmed these rumors through very reliable sources, the depression and anxiety hurried the release of this fic.
Let us get some things straight first though. I will not do any Glühen bashing in this fic. I fully recognize its existence, as well as the existence of the OAV's, the Dramatic Precious series, and Fight Fire with Fire. In fact, I am one of the few people who actually like Glühen. I acknowledge the changes to each character with open arms. In fact, I actually like some of them.
Except Yohji's ending… Yohji's was TOO farfetched…
Further Warnings: Yaoi, Gluhen spoilers and Side B spoilers.. DUH… It would be good if you knew about these two segments of the LONG Weiss arc before you read this. Also possible mentions of Dramatic Precious. Pairings… Really.. You guys should know me by now…
Disclaimer: Weiss ain't mine. If it was, Glühen would've ended differently and Side B wouldn't be missing Omi and Yohji. *hacks away at Koyasu with an unbent paperclip* Also, my favorite match would be a canon couple instead of very, very obvious implications.
I wish I could own Omi, Ken, and as of lately, Yuki *squeals with joy* but I really don't.
Lost Kittens
Prologue
It had been a mission with the other members of Kryptonbrand. It was a standard mission really. Get in, kill the targets, get out.
Aya had found himself on a high platform, trying to get to a target.
Ken was down below, fighting off a band of bodyguards by himself. Typical. Ever since he had met Ayame and Azami, Ken had gotten better and better. He no longer aching to kill, but still he was terrifying for his targets when he was in killing mode.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Chloe wielding a rose for a weapon. Onlookers might have laughed at the sight, but little did they know of the deadly stiletto concealed within. Most enemies probably made a mistake of misjudging what they were dealing with.
Free and Michel had just come out of their pose and had begun slicing through the next wave. Free sliced through the front, using the singauta to both shield himself and attack his enemies. Michel was brandishing a long whip, its sound cracking through the turmoil, picking through the ones Free had left.
Aya heard Yuki on his radio communicator, yelling something, maybe a warning to him, or a cry to the others
It was too late. He had barely responded, only to be knocked off the platform by some bodyguard.
So this is how it ends…
Time always seemed to slow down when he was dying. He had been stabbed, shot, sliced through, and now he was falling to his doom.
He knew the others couldn't help. He wasn't even sure if they had noticed.
Aya closed his eyes softly.
Oh, the irony of it all. He was finally going to die. During a simple routine mission no less. Fierce battles and near-death situations, he had faced. With each, he had expected to finally find himself in his the hell of the afterlife, yet he had come out every time, injured but alive.
And now, it was all going to end so easily.
Not that he didn't welcome death. He had expected death to claim him sooner than this. Yet, at every instance he was on the brink, almost to be swallowed by darkness, something intervened. Mostly in the form of a person.
He wondered where he would go. He knew that no heaven would accept him. With his wrongs, he even doubted that hell would welcome him either.
Wherever he was going, he suspected that he was going to see Shion… and Kikyou… both welcoming him with bright smirks and open arms.
He chuckled bitterly, wondering if he would see the spirits of Omi and Yohji. They were practically dead after all, with Omi having claimed his Takatori name, Tsukiyono Omi might as well have died. And also what had happened to Yohji… Yohji was also dead to them, and they didn't even exist to him.
He and Ken never mentioned them anymore, but they both knew the other thought of them practically everyday.
Aya suddenly realized that he had been falling for way too long. He should have been dead already. Perhaps he had already smashed his head, and he hadn't felt it. His brains had spilled across the floor, and the rest of KB were too busy to notice.
He cautiously opened his eyes again.
He was still alive.
Something had broken his fall.
Or at least, it has slowed him down.
Had he fallen into a net of sorts? What the hell was going on? He stared around him, taking note of the crisscrossed strands of something all around him. It almost looked as if it were…
…wire?
Before he could process his current situation further, he had been lowered into a pair of outstretched arms.
"Gotcha…"
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Oh yeah.. Who votes for an Omake version?? I've already made the omake version of this prologue… And where should I put it? Another fic? After each chapter? Please do suggest…