Intoxia Warriors - Mizuka Blood (Book One)

by De'Karhi Philpot

  ***

  Crystal and Lola had finally finished reading the book after a mere two hours, they couldn't help but be as mindful of the Diary Book as they can be of each other. Lola stood up from the bed, and advanced towards the door.

  Soon she implied without turning her attention towards Crystal, "Crystal, after the ceremony. Come down to my office, I will be waiting for you once you've done introducing yourself, giving out your speech and having the badge place on your right shoulder, OK?"

  "Alright," Crystal replied quietly. She moves herself from the bed as well and before long, when she reached her mirror, both she and Lola heard someone knocking at the door.

  "Who is it?" Lola asked. "Come back a little later."

  The knocking on the door continued as Lola sighed frustratingly as she opened the door by force and was on the verge of screaming, "What the hell do you--"

  Out of surprise, she saw her son, Hitachi, standing in front of her. It didn't faze her to ask him anything whenever he came across her, "What is it?"

  "Nothing, I was just wondering if you had a little time after the Ceremony," Hitachi asked, realizing that Crystal was in the room, glancing at the mirror. "Or if you want to do this another time, I'm fine with it."

  "What are you talking about, Hitachi? I can't help you with anything if you don't want to talk or ask me anything," Lola's voice became very clear towards her son, but not in a positive way. "Hitachi, you do remember that you have your Uncle Ross around to ask for advice, right?"

  "Yeah, it's just that I wanted to ask you because you might be giving out the 'straight-to-the-point answers," Hitachi said, but not childishly. He willingly took a few steps back as his mom moved in closer.

  "Crystal, I'll see you later on tonight, OK?" Lola stated as she closed the door behind her as she and her biological son trailed down the hallway, passing a couple of soldiers that saluted her as she went passed.

  Yeah, later, Crystal replied, keeping her head high, looking over her shoulder and saw something happening with the Diary Book. It caught her attention as she lied down the brush. Hence that she took some advice from Lola before their conversation came to a climax, the air around her felt heavy and irrelevant to her height. Lola's personality always change whenever she approaches either of us four or she'll have a mixture of them when we're all around in the same area.

  ***

  Lola and Hitachi both continued their discussion as time flew. Neither of them had any intentions of mentioning Hitachi's father during the entirety of their conversation. Lola took notice, expecting, not the worst, but the possible to come from Hitachi.

  He finally spoke in a casual tone, which amazed Lola, knowing she didn't have to increase the volume in her voice, "Mom, why do you treat Crystal like she's your only child?"

  Lola's reaction was stunned, confused and unhappy. She didn't expect nor prepared herself for that kind of statement. It felt to her as if she's betrayed her son's love her as a child. What he failed to understand completely is he's the son of the Intoxian General, but Lola could understand why on every aspect.

  "Hitachi," Lola said, struggling to answer truthfully. "Why would you think that I love her more than you? If you feel that way, then there's a reason behind it. Keep in mind that you and I could have died when I gave birth to you. Always learn that I'm raising you to do what your father could have done if he were still around or alive. Either way, I wouldn't know which predictions to take."

  "The reason I've willingly said this is because every time I come around, you'd always glance at me. Like I've done something to ruin your life," Hitachi said, worried, but expected the worst to come from his mother. "Crystal has always gotten the special attention from you; unlike Sonya, Alex and I."

  "Look, I don't want you to think that way, Hitachi. Now that's enough. If you wish to talk to me about something else later, then we can talk. But right now, I have some other things to take care of. Not trying to push you away, but if that's what it has to come to, and then maybe I made the mistake of making you," Lola stated. But several seconds later, she gasped tremendously and vividly caked her mouth with her whole left hand.

  Hitachi turned his head in the opposing direction, sighing with frustrating vibration. He felt his hand vibrating, as if he were to drill his fist straight into wanting to hammer it until he felt thick liquid squirting from his knuckles.

  "Hitachi, I'm sorry for saying that. I--" Lola sighed before finishing her apology, but turned around and continued down the hallway, leaving the young man to lower his head a shame and despair. Why the hell did I say that to him? Come on, Lola. That's no way to treat your son; especially when he's trying to communicate with you. Why did I say that shit? Lola squeezed her forehead a few times with both eyes shut closed.

  Hitachi felt his eyes flooding with tears, but he quickly wiped them away, attempting to evade any sign of weakness in his sight. He felt a right palm lying itself down on his shoulder. He fazed for a moment before turning his head and looking above his shoulders and realized that it was Hiba, one of his mentors.

  "Hey, Hitachi," Hiba asked the young man, but yet to be warrior. "Listen, uh. I saw what happened a few moments ago."

  "I don't care anymore," He lied, yet bellowed. "Maybe I made the mistake of being around her."

  "Will you listen to yourself?" Hiba asked, turning his body around and enforcing him to look her dead in the eyes. "You know your mom doesn't mean anything that she says. She's just had it rough when she was much younger."

  "How do you know, you came to this army and became a dropout of the Academy because of Sonya, remember?" Hitachi's question felt irrelevant to Hiba and she felt it had nothing to do with what she as wanted to point out. Both figures stood in the middle of the hallway, but as they continued gawking at each other, they saw a few soldiers approaching them. They both stepped aside before leaning their backs up against the wall.

  A moment of silence as the black-haired Mizuka swallowed the saliva back down into his mouth from the sadness that was building up, constantly clutching and unfolding his fist. Finally, the anger had been contained and the atmosphere around him didn't feel so hulking.

  "Thank you. I'm going to go take a shower. I'll see you downstairs later on, OK?" Hiba gingerly thrust her lips on the top of his head, making him blush in blood thick red and his heart raced incredibly.

  "Not a-- a- Not a problem," Hitachi seemed hesitant when he tried to respond.

  ***

  Lisa had made way towards the Tomb of Leserado; both of her wings had sunk deeply into her spine and expected for her other companion to arrive at the Tomb within the next half-hour.

  She closed her eyes and concentrated to activate her Energy Signal. It's only legit for her to use it whenever a comrade was nearing her presence and the Amili Succubus couldn't perform her Energy Signal for no more or less than three minutes; thanks to the amount of potential she possess within her form.

  Black, Lisa was finally connected to the ringleader. I'm there. Now, explain again what I must do and I'll have it all memorized. You said I can help yo invade the Facility tonight.

  I know what I said. Just get all your work done and get back here as fast as your wings can carry you. Don't do a thing until Thorn shows up, understand? Black instructed. He wished to prevent and wanted to be strict about risking the one chance he needed to have Lisa and Thorn Poison accomplish their goals. She should be there within the next twenty minutes. I just contacted her and told that you'd be expecting her.

  Wow, you're really ahead of the game, aren't you, old man? Lisa proclaimed sarcastically, failing to realize that Black growled viciously, reminding her that he's as sensitive to his age as he is being judged by it as well because of his reaper appearance. I'm sorry.

  Oh, just shut up and wait on her. Then the operation can commence.

  I didn't mean to say that, Gramps. Just a fucking figure of speech now. Give me a break already, Lisa whimpered as her bottom lip rolled downward.

  After ten
seconds, Lisa soon realized that Black was no longer telepathically connected to her.

  Lisa remained stilled at the entrance of Leserado as she held onto the books of the Aruba family. The purpose of Thorn to be at her side at all cost is to help decipher the unfamiliar texture of the books that are written in a language that only an Aruba author illustrated from the pen they wrote with

  Whenever I try to constantly think about the words Black tells me, it makes me feel that I don't even need to be working under him, Lisa thought while scrapping her head, mixed with confusion with lightnened perspectives. Haven't Diamond been the woman writing these Books from a long time ago instead of Deima Aruba? There's too much about this Bloodline that I just don't understand why governments, organizations, armies and many other warriors from around the world are trying to abduct just one bitch in order to obtain it.

  "I heard that, Lisa," Thorn Poison, the wise canine of the organization, spoke from a few feet away, catching Lisa off guard when the succubus wasn't even noticing.

  Lisa bounced back and suddenly startled. Soon afterwards, she started raging in disbelief, "Look bitch. Don't fucking do that shit again in your life. Do you hear me?"

  "Still the same dumbass as always. I'm absent for six weeks on another mission and then I had to post-pone it because of your screwups. Do you ever take anything serious for crying out loud?" Thorn questioned, morphing back into her human-like state while walking.

  "Well the circumstances are high right now and I don't know if Black had intentions of sending you down here to Leserado to decipher this books, but let's just get this over with," Lisa complained while frantically waving her arms around.

  Thorn sighed frustratingly, "Can you ever stop bitching and start acting more mature? I understand you're like a hyper child, but please have a tad bit of maturity and act like you got common sense."

  Lisa flipped the woman off behind her back. Thorn felt it as the wind came in from behind the two of them as they saw the next member joining in the mission; Marscilla Erisa. The third member of their organization group - Three Vile Flowers.

  "Well, well, well. Seems like the bitch had finally shown herself," Lisa uttered toward Marscilla, the mature one of the three.

  Marscilla evaded the succubus' ignorant comment as he continued onward into the entrance.

  "Hey, I'm talking to you," Lisa uttered fiercely.

  "Lisa, understand this since this a choir task," Marscilla turned her head a little to the right and finished. "You're my personal bitch and you'll do what is told of you since I'm the group's co-leader. Am I making myself clear?"

  Lisa scowled annoyingly, "Sure whatever. Like I need to be taking orders from a boring ass woman like yourself. So what do we now, captain?"

  Thorn giggled a bit, but never noticed the frustrating mask from the Erisa demon.

  "We'll have to go inside and decipher the Aruba booklets," Marscilla utterly instructed, as Black had mentioned a thousand times. "The texture for these books are as clear as diamonds."

  "I don't even want to hear that word and/or name anymore," Lisa said wildly. "Why is that the bitch's name have to be mentioned.

  "Do you always call women bitches? Like, what's the whole purpose of that?" Marscilla seemed to have grown agitated with Lisa's sensitve statements about women and calling them out of their names.

  "What. All I said was--"

  "OK, you're going to go into a long ass detail about why you say or do the things you enjoy doing and I say that's more than enough for me to withstand," Marscilla went down a the long trail of stairways, followed by Thorn and Lisa.

  ***

  Sonya had came down into the office after getting dressed a little over twenty minutes ago, as she saw Alex, Hitachi and Crystal approaching the room as well. She came up behind Crystal, but immediately ram into her with full force.

  Crystal nearly tripped, but Hitachi stopped and heard the loud thud.

  "Watch where you're going. Damn, I'm trying to get by," Sonya bellowed while picking up her dress and walking over Crystal.

  "Why don't you watch where you're going, Sonya. I know that Crystal was ahead and you intentionally bumped into her. Cool down with that crap, OK?" Hitachi tried to defend his former schoolmate.

  "What, she saw me coming," Sonya replied quickly. "Not my fault she walks slow as hell."

  Hitachi sighed as he saw Alex laughing while nodding his head in disagreement.

  ***

  Chapter 7 - Preparing For Ceremony

  Hitachi's heart had finally calmed down after receiving a kiss to his forehead by one of his fellow warriors and mentors. He and his mother never had the best chances to even have a conversation without getting out of line. Hiba normally pities him on so many occasions and she would do everything in her power to admire his courage to speaking his mind.

  "Sometimes, you have to just let people explain themselves before you feel as if they're taking it too personal," Hiba stated, leaning her back up against the well. She noticed a conflict of agreement on Hitachi's face. "You don't agree with me, do you?"

  Hitachi nodded his head in disagreement, "I think that it would be best if you were a bit more specific than that."

  "OK," Hiba agreed, confused but smiled. "What else do you want me to point out? It’s like I’ve stated."

  "No. What I want to know is how the hell did you even become a warrior and you didn't even complete three years of the Intoxicated Academy?"

  That question had been asked many times towards the Hinura warrior. She never took it into consideration that most people get irritated about the fact that Hiba either skipped a number of grades, did something to spark the interest of so many educators of the Academy, or she was special Ed.

  "I usually don't like to talk about that, to be honest with you. Why do you expect for me to answer a question like that?" Hiba's expression changed once she uttered, 'question like that'. "If it bothers you that much sometimes, then there's no reason for me to hold it in any longer."

  "So, that means you'll tell me right?" He assumed, and yet he saw in Hiba's eyes that she clearly didn't want to speak of it; especially around those close to her. "I guess not. You make it seem very difficult to understand you more. But that's just you then. I hope I didn't take that too far."

  Hiba giggled, gripping both Hitachi's shoulders firmly and replied, "When you get a clear understanding me a lot easier. But as of right now, we need to work on some mother-son relationship issues right now. I'll go have a word with your mother and let's see what she has to say about the things that she didn't mean to say about you being born."

  Sheer happiness sparked Hitachi's mask, realizing the black clouds in his mind had begun to fade away. He smiled greatly as he waited aside for HIba to return. But before his mentor began her search for the General, he halt her.

  "Hiba, I wanted to ask you on more question before we got tonight's even over with," Hitachi's eyes were focused on the back of Hiba.

  Hiba completed turned her head around enough for her to see the figure behind her, "What is it?"

  "Well, um. It's just that--," Hitachi lack the courage to ask Hiba something that she doesn't want to be apart of her life. She tried her best to puzzle the suspense of the young man’s question. The air in the hallway had weighed down on Hitachi's heart once again. "Have you, um--"

  "What is it, Hitachi? I need to go and get ready for the event and talk to your mom," Hiba rushed, impatiently standing still with motivated legs.

  His question was not only subtle, but quickly asked, "Do you have any relatives that's been around for you from the time you were born? Like is it that difficult to expose what your experience as child?"

  Suddenly, Hiba felt the atmosphere was surrounding her. She emotionally sighed with her head turned towards her left shoulder. The question was too critical for her to connect her answer to, struggling with her mind rewinding many years prior of a tragic incident that within and without her family. She raised her right index finger and grinding her
teeth down onto her with the intentions of allowing the blood to slip out of it.

  "Hiba," Hitachi's curiosity grew even greater. He didn't expect for Hiba to be so calm or sensitive about her past. He was just asking as a friend, and not a person she's just met recently. "Hiba, can you explain that to me?"

  Hiba relaxed herself, exposing a smile as she turned head towards him, "Hitachi, look. I personally rather not talk about it. I never knew or met her before. Sorry, but I can't even go into detail if I wanted to."

  The look of contempt began to develop across the Mizuka son's of Lola's face. He didn't have strong intentions of allowing Hiba to slide with her chance of evading something she doesn't like to bring up.

  "Hiba, I don't like to wait until I get older. There's still time before everything goes sorrow and we won't be able to have the time to chat about it. I only asked you nicely to just give me a bit of information. That's all."

  Hiba snapped with her eyes narrowing through frustration, "It's something that you wouldn't even begin to understand, no matter how much you want to learn from me. You'll never even begin to express what it feels like to be all alone out there in the--"