《The Crossing Vol. 2》Chapter 25 - Savior
Advertisement
Limping along a wrecked street, Tsuna stumbled into an alleyway, out of breath. His labored breathing turned into coughing, planting his back against the wall. A group of fleeing townsfolk passing him in his weakened state. “H-Help…!” He heaved before his lungs gave out. His pleas unheard, the people continued running. Someone. Anyone. I can’t die here. Head collapsing in defeat, Tsuna became still. He nearly closed his eyes until the violet pillar penetrated the sky. What is that…? The pillar pique his curiosity, but reinvigorated him. Could that be Zio’s doing? If so, then… Tsuna used to wall to balance himself. I can’t stop here. I have to keep going! Now back on his feet, Tsuna trudged toward the oceanfront. Following this should take me back to Infinity… What’s happening in the ocean? A ship sank in the distance, releasing a wind that knocked him off his feet and sent the smell of the salty ocean around him. Another cough whipped from his throat, his body losing strength again. This is pointless! I can hardly go ten meters without running out of gas! As he lay on his back, more footsteps came to his ear. Straining, he bent his neck, spotting a family of Minhki dashing by him. Why aren’t they hurting like me? Wait… If they aren’t being affected by the ether, maybe it has something to do with me! They can’t see the fog, so it doesn’t hinder them? Maybe. Infernus would know how to deal with it, wouldn’t he? He said he wouldn’t be able to talk to me, but what if I went to talk to him? Hell… What do I have to lose? Tsuna inhaled deeply, closing his eyes as he held his body still. The tips of his finger went numb, and the sensation crawled to his head. A wave of white washed over his sealed eyelids. Please work! A feeling of weightlessness filled his mind, similar to a sense of floating on water and being taken into the sea. His sense suddenly went numb. The feeling of everything gone.
***
A gentle current brushed between his fingers, shocking his eyes open to a lifeless, blank sky. Tsuna jolted forward, breathing erratically in a pool of crystal water that left him dry. The pool was deep. Far deeper than where Tsuna sat, but something held him above. “I made it! This is where I talked to Infernus before!” Gingerly placing a foot on the water, he stood up and searched around. “Infernus?” He took a wary step, assuring that his foot would not sink, and proceeded walking atop the vast pool. “Infernus!?” His call went unanswered. A small distance aside, a glass fragment levitated above the pool. Its glint urged him closer, as an image of a cloudy sky exhibited. Tsuna grabbed onto its jagged edges, dragging it closer and observing what lied within. The sky opened, a man falling from the clouds as splintered pieces of ice spread across his body. “I’ve seen this before… It’s what I saw when I was shot at The Crossing!” Waves fluttered below his feet. The pool resounded as a voice reverberated throughout the area.
“Talion.”
Tsuna's heart bolted as he recognized the voice. “Infernus! Where are you?” The fragment went on, showing the man clash in the peaks, the ice encasing his body wholly. Fire burst from Tsuna’s mouth, the whir in his rib cage stuffing his ears with a ringing that thumped in his head. A flame burning on his chest beneath the Tachibana crest forced him to his knees as his vision faded to black.
Advertisement
***
Tsuna opened his eyes to reality, a shadow shrouding his body, and a hand at his throat. So tight that a breath couldn’t slip away. The assailant hoisted him above his exposed body and held him level with his crimson eyes. The lengthy black hair, an icy glare, he was almost sure he stared Infernus in the eye. But he knew better. Tsuna latched onto his arms, clawing away at his aggressor to break free. Tsuna coughed his name. “Talion…”
Nose flaring as if he were getting the odor of his body, he altered his head in disgust. A sneer displayed his sharp canines. “A man?” His powerful voice reverberated through his body. Enough to cause Tsuna to tremor from his words. “He’s taken sanctuary in a man? Oh, how unwise of you, Creator.” He bore his fingers into Tsuna’s neck as he struggled. “Dragons are a menace to man. As we should be. If the world would dominate us, then why should we buckle to their whims? You never could argue that question. If you cherish the race of man so much, perish like them. Pass the torch and renounce what you rejected. No, he wouldn’t do that. Dragon are too unstable. The populace of the world would quiver if his power were in the wrong hands.” Talion grinned. “Life’s not fair, is it not?”
“W-wait!” Tsuna said, struggling to breathe. “I’m not Infernus!” The statement kindled curiosity in Talion’s eyes, but did nothing to ease his grip. Tsuna went on. “Infernus disappeared… And I don’t know where he is! Just let me go and I’ll help you find him!” Though the lack of air made him dizzy, he noticed the gem in his hand flashed from the inside of his glove. Adrenaline pushed through his body, the roar of his chest heating him. It was then, the voice of Infernus returned.
“Meet the flame. Let it inside. Break free.”
Talion’s grip tightened. “Lies. If you were a regular man, your windpipe would be crushed. An ether this durable can only be his. Unless you’re a distraction.”
Tsuna’s expression turned serious. A light twinkling from his tongue provoked Talion’s eye, diverting him from the balling of his fist as he felt his strength overflowing from the gem. Energy surged, concentrating into a punch he hurled into Talion’s face. Fire coursed through Tsuna’s arm. A booming explosion broke into the air as an outbreak of flame burst from his punch. Sparks sprayed around him, setting the buildings on fire, and swallowed them in a rampaging blaze. In an instant, every house on the street was on fire. Tsuna, now loose from Talion’s grasp, stepped back. His heart plummeted into his stomach. I did this?! A bead of sweat dropped from his head and his gaze dropped to his hand. The glove no longer there. So this is Infernus’ power!
Talion slid back, burying his face behind his forearm, unscathed by Tsuna’s attack. “Bold. Fire from the body rather than from the mouth. I’ll admit you fooled me.” Talion rubbed the ash from his arm. “Had that been an attack from the creator, he’d have caused considerable damage. However, I’m not willing to conclude you’re a decoy now.”
I’ve seen him before this. But where- it’s him! The one who fell from the sky! Tsuna hesitated, Talion’s unfazed body stepping from the fire. “I.. I’ve seen what happened to you. When you fell from the sky and froze on that mountain. Is that what started this? Is that the reason people had to die today?”
Advertisement
Talion’s grin lingered, extending their deadlock before crossing his arms. “So you know?” Talion asked. “How I was tried in my home and found guilty in the eyes of the council. Do you too believe my war to be some crusade for the fallen deity who led us astray?” He paused, scanning Tsuna’s unchanging, fearful posture. It made Talion take a breath. “As the only dragon who can consider himself a direct scion of the deity himself, the burden of rule is mine to bear. They stripped me, the White dragons, cast me off because of Infernus’ choice to become man rendered me incapable of returning to my prideful form. Imagine, the person who made you what you are rejecting you for his own failure. Created in his image, but deemed as a failure. At face value, one would question their own inadequacies and, soon or later, their own existence. However, few take into understanding that maybe he was the imperfect one. Man, Tengu, Kobold, Raijin, Slyph, perhaps they’re all imperfect. And they smote what they saw out of scope for themselves, the excellence of the Dragon. Dragons, my kin, suffered from their resentment and I, as the Son of Ebonwing, will save them from more suffering. As it is up to me alone.”
Fire roared around them, the cackling of burning wood collapsing the inside of the building behind Tsuna and pushing him forward. Tsuna’s legs quivered as his forehead pounded, images of a battle between man and dragon ensuing. Back into a corner where even other dragons turned their backs. “What do you want from me?
“Our lives turned to struggle and to struggle isn’t to live. As proud and happy as other races did.” Talion continued. “Others cursed us, but we reveled. Damned by the world, we prospered. Until we were damned by our own maker, that is when we slipped from grace.” Talion lowered his arms, stepping toward Tsuna. “To reconstruct what was lost, I require the Creators ether. So that my people can live anew. That is my purpose. Even if you’re just a decoy, I will find him.”
Fear overwhelmed Tsuna, instinctively jerking his torso and driving him to perk up. There’s no way I can take him! That was the strongest punch I’ve ever done, and it didn’t even scratch him! Tsuna paced as Talion approached him, keeping a distance and scanning for an escape. “I’m sorry for what happened to you. I-I doubt an apology is what will fix this.” Tsuna said. “But war is not the answer to getting back what you lost. It will be the end of dragons.”
“You’re not the first to tell me this. Alone, you would be correct. But with the ether of Ebonwing Infernus, I can make the unachievable a reality.” Talion’s murderous intent exuded from his body like heat. “No one will stop me once his power is in my possession.” The stomping of a drake echoed from the buildings. Coming clearer as it headed in their direction. The Building behind Talion collapsed, sending soot and embers into the air. Talion stopped, listening for the sound of Tsuna’s footsteps as an anticipation of his next move. The sound of rustling of chains placed him on guard, now scanning for the origin of the clamor. A barbed metal ball emerged from the smoke above him, crashing into the ground and kicked up dust that blinded him further. “A trick?”
The dust obscured Tsuna’s vision, but he could hear the events that transpired. A cool grasp wrapped around his ankle. What the?! Then yanked him into the dust. Swiftly, he was flung into the air and dragged down, landing on the back of the drake. An Elven girl tightly gripped onto a chain around its neck. Steering it through the flames, the bomber jacket she wore stood out to him. “The girl from Infinity?” Cassandra peered at him, then promptly analyzed behind him. It took a moment for him to realize the bomber jacket was shredded at the arms. Her forearms coated with gravel. She snatched the barbed ball back to her rocky hand, then allowed it to dangle on the side.
“Are you alright, Tsuna?” She asked with a dullness in her voice. “Leora sent me to find you.”
“Yeah, I’m good.” Tsuna glanced back at the clearing smoke. Talion disappeared from where he last stood, making Tsuna gulp. “For now.” He turned his regard to their mount. “How the hell did you get one of these monsters? These things haven’t come across as the type to let anyone just pony up.”
“That’s funny. This one did literally that. I came across it trapped in an alleyway. Before I gave it a killing blow, it bowed its head. I’d never tamed one of these before, so I tried to ride it. And here we are.”
Tsuna raised an eyebrow. It must be her scary eyes! Powerful enough to make dragons bow. “Does Leora have a plan about what to do from here? That guy back there is the one behind all of this. Maybe we can stop this if someone like Zio came and took him down.”
Cassandra instantly shook her head. “No can do. You’re the one we have to get out of here. If fighting were an option, Leora would’ve said so. We’re heading straight for Infinity and not stopping for anything else, so don’t be in shock and try to do anything heroic because of what you might see on the way.”
A piercing feeling struck his chest. What does she mean by that? “Why are you being vague? There’s something you’re not telling me.”
“Dunno. You can figure out what I mean after you think about those late night shenanigans you had earlier.”
Tsuna thought back. Rylen!
Cassandra sighed. “Don’t worry. Zio, Natsumi, and Rylen are all fine, according to Leora. You were the only one not accounted for. Rushing you back is a priority, since Infinity is barely holding out. The pirates have helped a bit, but things have turned for the worst.”
“Cities on fire, monsters running through the streets. How much worse could it have gotten in this little time?”
“A helluva lot.” Cassandra said. “After that thing showed up in the sky, people started transforming into wyvern. Bad for us, we planned on helping innocents escape and had them gather near Infinity. Many of them were infected, some minor cuts across their body turned them. They began attacking everything in sight. Alec and the pirates, with the help of Leora, have held out, but they won’t last forever.” A wall of fire blocked the road ahead, leading Cassandra to steer the drake toward a deadend. “Hold on!” She pulled at the chain, lifting the drake up before it hit the wall. The drake slowly climbed up the building using its claws, shortly reaching the top of the building. The dock was in sight, Cassandra leading the drake to descend to a lower building. “Pretty mobile, right?”
Tsuna acknowledged with a smile, a shadow developing over them that wiped the smile away. Talion drifted in the air, curling his knuckles as he reached for the drake’s tail. In that instant, a concern ran through Tsuna’s head. If he grabs that tail, Cassandra will die! But I can’t do anything to hurt him! I… His body moved independently of his thoughts, placing his feet on the drake’s back. I have to try! “Cassandra, go!”
Cassandra whirled around, seeing Tsuna and Talion headed towards one another in the air. The drake descended as she stared on at Tsuna launching into the air, using the fire from his fist to propel himself at Talion and swung a blow across his face.
“A weak strike!” Talion answered, jabbing his fist into Tsuna’s stomach.
The single punch sent ripples of pain through Tsuna’s body, but he pressed on. “Fuck off!” Another punch flew, landing on Talion’s throat, exploding after a delay. Talion’s hand reached through the smoke, grabbing onto Tsuna’s arm. I have to break free! Tsuna shook and fought. The force of Talion’s fist pressed into his face, pulling him back by his arm before repeating the attack. Talion pulled his fist back for another strike, Tsuna moving his free arm to stop the attack. However, instead of punching again, Talion opened his palm and grabbed Tsuna by the head, then drove him into his knee. As Tsuna’s head ricochet up, Talion grabbed onto his face and thrust him towards the building they were falling toward. Fire spewed from Tsuna’s mouth, slipping from the sides of Talion’s hand and ceased once his head crashed through the building. The two slammed through several floors, coming to a halt as they hit the ground. The black patches in his vision made Tsuna was positive his skull had been cracked. Talion released Tsuna’s face, whose vision was blurry and unable to process their surroundings. The blood from his head trickled to his neck, the feeling of its moisture disappearing as his body went numb.
Talion paced around the burning building, locating a stray piece of wood, before stabbing it into Tsuna’s abdomen and stomping it deeper. “As you die, your ether will be surrendered to The Crossing, however that won’t pass with me here. As another variant of you, your ether will acknowledge me as the host and store itself with me. So my true journey can begin as the savior of the dragon race.”
Tsuna didn’t hear any of what Talion spoke. Unsure if it was because of his damaged cranium or because of his dying body. Every action he made answered with pain, rendering him helpless to move at all. I fucked up. He tasted his blood on his tongue as tears welled in his eyes. Tsuna’s hand twitched as the gem’s light went rampant, though he still could not move. I lost then? I let everyone down. Emiko, Mom, Zio, Rylen, Natsumi, Leora… Infernus. Tsuna’s vision turned blood red, drawing his final breath until he could no longer feel anything.
Advertisement
- In Serial57 Chapters
Animus Storm
An unruly man ponders many things in the last moments of his unlucky demise. What asshole thought heaven and hell seemed like solid choices? Who elected god, was there a popular vote or epic bingo game? If he's reincarnated will he simply be a deer to be hunted down by some fat ass with a racist paint job on his truck? Will his exgirlfriend die in a fire proving there is justice? And lastly who planted this F#@&ing tree?! What if the answer to all of the above is Yes? If the cycle of life and death is all just a game to the gods then he'll just have to win. Follow our not likely hero Nox as he takes the field against warriors and gods of myth and fable in the battle of several lifetimes, spanning ages, and dodging tropes like landmines. Life 2: Howling Thunder,becoming the big bad wolf! The first book is complete and we're rolling right into the next!
8 693 - In Serial54 Chapters
Regarding The Life of A Certain Fallen Noble
.. ...Every paths leads to the same destination... Five Saints, five Kings, seven Sins. One entire plane in agony. ..Chaos must reign... In days long past, several Mage Kings cut a path of destruction everywhere they went. Cruel experimentation, the creation of monstrous creatures, the tearing apart of families and mass genocide...There were few crimes the mad Mage Kings didn't commit. As the Five Saints were summoned in desperation by the races of the world, everything was already at it's darkest hour. When the fighting was over, when the Mage Kings were gone and the Five Saints had returned to their planet of origin, a World Council was erected to keep the the delicate balance from falling apart. Many eras pass. Lyle Greyborne. Current heir to the powerful Greyborne family, the only son of Adarian and Alyssa Greyborne. With the maroon hair of his Greyborne ancestory and the exceedingly rare golden eyes of his mother's Bathory clan, Lyle's talents can only be described as terrifying. These, along with his personal status, make him desired by many. After a young Lyle begins a relationship with one Sophia Alderton, two years pass by. Then a lack of trust coupled with a certain misunderstanding leave the two estranged and left on a sour note. But Lyle even still retains his friendship with Cecelia, Sophia's sister. With Cecelia, his loving sister Iris and Melanie--A young woman who recieved his aid some time ago--Lyle is content to pass the days in peace and idleness. Well, when he's not completing harsh missions from his combat instructor, that is. But this peace is ruined when Lyle's father tells of a mysterious group hell-bent on causing war between the human and demon continents. Later, when his father involves him and his sister in an incident resulting in Iris being put in mortal danger, Lyle makes a decision which could very well cost him not his life... but instead his soul. His status, his loved ones, his dignity as a human being... All these may soon be lost. His life isn't his own. Not anymore. He can only brace himself for the things to come and hope he makes it out with his sanity intact. ******************* EDIT- Author Note: Another thing, the cover photo is not mine. Obviously. It's just a picture I found one day at DeviantArt and thought that the two shown in the picture looked like how I imagined Lyle and another character to be. Simply put, it was convenient in various way and I also loved the art. From my understanding is is from a collaboration between artists Chocobikies and Pinlin. Here is a link to where I found the original http://pinlin.deviantart.com/art/Linked-456655669
8 139 - In Serial9 Chapters
Royal Road Rumble
It's a new season of Royal Road Rumble! The premier wrestling series that takes people from multiple universes, (i.e. stories) and forces them to face each other in a no holds bar season of professional wrestling for fame, fancy bling, and freedom! Dozens for people, monsters, and machines find themselves at the mercy of the mysterious show runner of this sadistic serial. Will they be able to out maneuver this mysterious man in black, will they perish to each other in the ring, or will they be the one to make it to the end of the season and fight their way through Rumblemania to be granted the championship belt? The only way to find out is to tune in and watch this season of ROYAL ROAD RUMBLE: Multiverse Openwieght Beatdown Raw! On hiatus due to tending sick granny. All characters used have been used with author consent and will have links to their original stories if you wish to see more of them. Will try to update every Monday/Friday Go here to submit your character to the Rumble! Applications are currently open!
8 205 - In Serial64 Chapters
Hello, Inside Monster
„I don't remember when or why, but they say I killed someone. I was judged for this, but I'm still free as they didn't find any evidence to send me to jail and to close me inside of a cold cell, for eternity. However, they are still after me! Especially my victim's brother who swore to kill me or to kneel me down. And now, when we are working together, I'm forced to see him every day and to see that big hatred he has for me reflected in his eyes. And... it's a reciprocal feeling: hating! But even so, something attracts me at him. Is it because I'm a crazy woman that loves the one who hurts her and hates her? Maybe! I don't have an answer to this question! But still, while his eyes are piercing me and leaving me blooding inside, I understand that I know nothing about this world. My name is Ian SolHi. I'm 30 and I'm a detective in the Homicide Department, Seoul PD. I've been accused once of being a murderer, but I've been also declared innocent, for lack of evidence. That's why I entered the police: to find out the truth and, since then, 7 years have already passed without finding out what happened then. But I feel that everything has changed now: the monster inside me has awakened and he feels the smell of blood."
8 211 - In Serial6 Chapters
Helmschmied
When a mysterious game developer asks Zero and his friends to save a million people who are trapped inside a virtual world...they're over the moon...but they quickly realize that they have to save a lot more than a million people...they have to save all of humanity. [The Grand War Won't Be Delayed Another Century!]
8 69 - In Serial13 Chapters
Isekai: A Tale of The Ordinary
A man, who died of being crushed by a wrecking ball, is happy he's finally about to embark on his own isekai journey. Though lady luck was not on his side, through an unfortunate string of events, he became the source of entertainment for a goddess. Though it may sound nice, "nice" is definitely the last word he'd use to describe what's about to happen to him. Isekai cults, the wrath of the gods, execution on day one, and a very mean dog, all of that is happening to him in order to appease the goddess that sent him to another world. — Hey all! Forgive me if there’s any grammatical error in this (English is not my first language). I made this story just to vent out my frustrations and spew out anything that’s in my brain. Criticisms are welcomed! Just don't be so mean about it.
8 137

