《Dark Chronicles》CH 52 Heart
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'Drake, what is going on? Why is this wall beating like a heart?'
'It's not the wall... It's what's behind the wall. You will see once you knock the wall down.'
I connect to the [Sword mark] I feel the rush of power come from it and enter into my entire body. I punch the wall down in a single strike. I was shocked from what I saw a huge beating heart that took up the size of the entire room.
'Drake, what is this?'
'A Hydra's heart.'
'A Hydra... You mean that thing with multiple heads and if you cut one off two more grow.'
'Yes, one of those.'
'So, what is a Hydra heart doing here?'
'I have no idea but this is very fortunate for you because a Hydra's heart can be absorbed by anyone, even a human.'
'So, how do I absorb it?'
'You just have to touch it with your hand.'
I walk up to the beating heart, I place my hand onto the beating heart. I feel beats of the heart get faster and faster it soon starts to shrink more and more as I feel it enter into my body. The feeling isn't unpleasant at all. In fact, it is closer to being pleasant than painful.
Soon the entire heart fits into the palm of my hand. Once it has completely disappeared green smoke appears and starts to swirl around my arm it continues to move around my arm until it has completely covered it.
The smoke disappears after a while and left in its place is a tattoo. It was of a hydra the tail of the hydra started at my wrist then it continued up my arm It's body was a black serpent when the tattoo finally stopped on my shoulder it was the 9 hydra's head each one was snarling and baring their teeth.
'If I absorbed the hydra's heart. Why do I have a tattoo of a hydra on my arm?'
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'Because you can't have two hearts so the power transfused to your arm so you can use it easier.'
'And how do I use this power?'
'Just connect to it like you do with my mark or the other one.'
Alright, that seems rather easy just have to focus and connect with the hydra tattoo. I connect with the tattoo but I didn't feel any changes but soon my arm starts to itch first it's only a little it soon turns into uncontrollable itch I start stretching my arm but what I feel is not skin it scales.
I look down at my arm it's turned into a claw my fingers have transformed into long sharp green talons, the scales that have now cover my skin are dark black shaped like diamonds, throughout the arm green spikes emerge from the scales the transformation ends at my shoulder.
But what Kaito didn't notice was that the transformation didn't stop at his arm his eyes had transformed into snakes with a slit in them his hair now even had light green tips. Even his teeth now transformed into slightly longer fangs.
'Drake, what happened to my arm?'
'It has taken on the appearance of a hydra's claw.'
'Is this permanent?'
'No to reverse it all you need to do is disconnect from the Hydra tattoo but first, I suggest you try it out try punching something with the arm.'
I walk over to the right wall I draw my arm back and punch the wall. The wall shatters easily but so does all the walls behind it every wall all been destroyed until no more walls stand in the direction of the punch.That single punch made an exit for me out of this central chamber.
I disconnect from the Hydra tattoo and my arm returns to normal. Great... Now I have to buy a new shirt to cover up my new tattoo.
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'Hmmm...'
'What is it, Drake?'
'Nothing. I was just thinking that most of the Hydras I have met didn't have black scales.'
'So what are you saying that this new power is not from a Hydra?'
'No, it's definitely from a Hydra but it might be a special type of Hydra.'
'Do you have any idea what kind of Hydra?'
'No.'
I walk out from the sewers to see the sun rising. I wonder what today will bring me.
I'm currently walking through the streets of the noble district wearing my new clothes since my other ones were covered in blood.
"Kaito!"
Before I can turn around someone hugs me from behind.
"Guess who?"
"Alice."
"How'd you know?"
"I could just tell."
She lets go of me. I turn around to see her smiling back at me I return the smile with none of the same enthusiasm. Don't get me wrong it's not I wasn't happy to see her it's just I've been up all night killing people and I'm tired I need some rest before anything else.
"So Alice why are you here in the capital?"
"I'm here on business for Mamma. She wants me to get some things from a herbalist here in the city."
"Oh,Is there anyone with you?"
"No, I'm old enough to travel on my own."
"Yeah, I know it's just..."
I let my words drift off I didn't want to say anything that might bring up how we met exactly but just by reading Alice's face I saw that she understood what I was trying to say.
"Don't worry about that happening again."
She pulled a curved dagger from her belt that I hadn't noticed yet.
"Mamma gave me this and has been training me in using it."
"Well... I guess you don't need me to look out for you."
"I wouldn't say that I still need you to show me around the city."
And here I was hoping to get some sleep before my next match.
I showed Alice around to the nicest places I could remember. She seemed to enjoy me showing her around the city. When we arrived at the park, I sat down while she ran off towards a street performer. My eyelids kept falling over my eyes I could tell sleep was fast approaching.
I felt something cold touch my nose it woke me up with a shock I practically leaped out of my seat.
"Tired Kaito?"
"Yes, I was up all last night"
"With a girl?"
Who voice was playful like always but it slightly carried a small hint of sadness.
"No."
That was kind of a lie I did spend time with a woman but she was more of a bitch than anything else.
"Well, it doesn't matter because I have something that will definitely perk you right up."
She hands me an ice cream from behind her back it was vanilla inside a cone.
"Ice cream?"
"Yes, my mom always gave it to me when I needed an energy hit."
I take the cone she is offering me.
"Thanks."
She smiles and takes a big lick from her cone. I take I lick from mine it was good ice cream even if vanilla isn't my favorite flavor.
We continued to enjoy the city all the nice parts and not the slums when I heard the bell tower.
"Crap..."
"What's the matter?"
"I have to go now."
"What? But we were having so much fun!"
"True, and it was fun but I can't miss this so I have to go."
"Fine… But since you're ditching me, I expect you to have dinner with me."
"Deal..."
I feel kind of bad for ditching her but she doesn't seem too fazed. She is even waving me goodbye.
Sorry about no post yesterday my internet was acting fucked up
Author:HazeyKnight
ProofReader:Senizal Fi Chrora
Editor:Senizal Fi Chrora
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