Intoxia Warriors - Mizuka Blood (Book One)

by De'Karhi Philpot

  "You should learn when to respect your comrades, elders and so much more of those that wants to be a friend to you. Hence that you're expected to respect your elders because they have more experience," Hiba spoke through wisdom.

  Hiba's always had a strong passion of speaking with wisdom, making people think a lot about the things they say, do, or react to toward the likes of others. Not to mention, she even encourages herself to understand a little bit more about what kind of people she hangs around. For as long as she could remember, Hiba's been around Lola for over a decade, training day and night within the Facility and without the facility.

  "You sure have a way with words, don't you, Hinura," Hitachi asked, whose seat was standing behind Hiba's. "I don't get that. Were you a poet, writer, journalist?"

  "I was more into writing poems, because it sends chills down so many people's spines. It also relates a message to what the real world is like out there. But there's more that meets the eye."

  As expected, Hiba speaks rather maturely, unlike when she was younger. Resembling Lola's behavior as a fighter and good inspiration to future warriors.

  "That clearly explains why you expose more than just your lack of weakness, always pushing yourself to the extent," Hiba uttered, but was silenced by Hiba's right finger as he heard Sonya's being called."

  "Ladies and gentlemen, Sonya Alexis Amili," Lola's voice became calm and irresistible.

  The balcony was filling up with applauds as they all gave Sonya more than an standing ovation. Sonya wanted to feel as if she was the far more important to Lola than Crystal would ever be. It's not an easy task to accomplish, but she's willing to go that route if it meant earning the respect Lola shows for Crystal.

  Sonya began speaking, with her confidence remaining. Unlike Alex, she didn't have a clue what she was going to get herself into in the future.

  The Amili gal had uttered with her head held high, "It is important that I took the chance to know more of what it's like to be a warrior? Being a fighter doesn't mean looking for trouble."

  "Ha," Hiba laughed sarcastically and, but felt an elbow colliding with her arm, but it was a slight impact. "Ow."

  Hitachi had a serious glare on his face, warning Hiba that he'd do it harder if she didn't behave properly.

  "I was just clowning around, Hitachi," Hiba laughed, nodding her head in disbelief for Hitachi's seriousness. "I understand that it's serious."

  Hitachi had retained his emotion and didn't take it to a different level.

  Sonya was in the middle of talking after she overheard Hiba's laughter in the background, which mortified her to the extent, "As I was saying. I know that there's going to be a variety of missions that I'll have to take on with this organization that I keep hearing about. I will admit, I feel as if I will fear them. I remember the day that Lola took me into custody, giving me a home, training in how to respect others, but I'm still learning though. I happened take something into second thoughts before I act: And that's the way in how I have these powers that I'm unaware of. Lola was talking to me about that the day I first triggered it; I was scared, afraid of losing control of its' power and hurting those that tried to help me. I was abandoned a while back, but that's all in the past and I'm hoping to keep it that way for as long as I can."

  ***

  Lisa had been waiting patiently for the last hour and a half for her companions, Marscilla Erisa and Thorn Poison to arrive at the entrance of Leserado to begin their assignment to read over and decipher the Aruba texture that were illustrated by the ancestors of the Aruba Bloodline that are resting deep within the heart of the Forbidden City. She was in the middle of playing around with her right leg, stroking them every five seconds and keeping her eyes focused at the dusty winds that blew across her face.

  It's so windy out here. I never thought that Leserado would still be like this after fifteen years. No, fuck that. It's been much longer than that if you ask me, Lisa thought contagiously, sensing a canine's presence from less than six miles away. Finally, she's somewhere around the premises. Now, if only I could easily understand the meaning of the Diary Tablets.

  The city of Leserado was founded by Deima Aruba, the first generation General of the Intoxian Army. Years prior before giving birth to Diamond, she had a variety of men and women build the city from beneath the ground, giving them a proper environment to start their own lives, families and careers with. That is until one day, came the prejudice, indestructible arrivals of the Avarian Beasts; creatures that showed a feeling of resentment and annihilation.

  Lisa leaned her back up against the entrance before sitting down and bending her left leg up and resting for a short time. Her mind was set on other things, reliving some memories of her own that happened between her and Diamond in the previous generation.

  Lisa seemed more than pleased with her arms caked by armored gloves with small, purple crystals embedded within the armor. The Amili devil continued to clutch her fist repeatedly and slowly.

  ***

  Moments after Sonya went up, the next to approach the stage was none other than Hitachi Mizuka. The moment his name was mentioned by Lola, her expression changed simultaneously. The crowd became silent for several seconds, recalling the fact that Lola, after eighteen years, never exposed her son out in public, due to the tragic events she's endured in her younger days.

  I don't get why people would be so surprised about the fact that Mom and I are related by blood, Hitachi felt lost in his own world with the agitated questions about the relationship he has with his mother. Mom sure has a lot secrets that needs to be unfolded and I just wish that she would get to them already for the love of Diamond's light.

  "Up next, is Hitachi," Lola hesitated to say his full name without thinking of what else she'd wanted to utter. "Hitachi Roburto Mizuka. The young man that I have birthed over eighteen years earlier."

  The majority of the auditorium's voices were drilled by the sheer twist they never knew. Most people of the Army had suspected that Lola had something special to tell them. But in their perspective, it seemed as if the Core General thought it would have been best if she showed that she had a son. Ninety-nine percent of the people's hearts were beating drastically with the core of their minds shattering slowly.

  It blew their expectations sky-high as they could feel every fiber in their bodies screaming. The women of the army covered their mouths with their eyes shaded thoroughly into the color of their eyes. The men gasped. but some of them stood.

  Sonya felt confused before she had a chance to ask Hiba a question; a question that didn't sound too rhetorical, "Why are the people being so shocked like they never knew Lola is Hitachi's mom?"

  "Because she never a single individual about her being a parent as well as full-time General. Some people are aware of it, but the mass group of the industry aren't necessarily aware of it," Hiba answered.

  "I never knew that. I know that it may seem a bit understandable, but don't you think that it's appropriate that she'd said something sooner?" Sonya turned head towards Hiba before looking back at the stage.

  "Not necessarily. If you would like to know more about how they develop their relationship, but in a positive way, then I think the more appropriate way to find out is to witness it with your own eyes and not make any assumptions about it. That'll lead to a lot of misunderstandings and then you'd end up looking stupid by the end of the day," Hiba advised, not reconsidering the words that she used. "Shh, Hitachi's up next."

  Before Hitachi exposed himself from behind the curtain, Hiba whispered his name with not only a thumb up, but followed by a wink. He blushed, realizing that Hiba was behaving more of like a woman Hitachi would fall deeply for.

  Staying calm, Hitachi didn't bother taking a few breaths and standing out in front of millions of people. He had a reputation of resembling his father's actions, but in a positive way. Speaking his mind about certain things that he deals with or what he's been dealt with from the past, present and and the future.

  Before he
could speak through the microphone, he glances back at his mother, who Shizuka, Brook and the other generals gawked at with plain eyes. The Mizuka General took notice, slowly raising her right hand up and suspected that she expect that Hitachi was gaining more support.

  There was a majority of mutters coming from the crowd, more soldiers became too puzzled to picture the emotions and suspense that Lola had been saving for this very day.

  "I thought that most General's weren't allowed to expose their children until they thought that it was the right time," Soldier six, a male, uttered, which confused the others.

  "What do you mean?" A female companion turned her head in the direction of the man that spoke. "Isn't it obvious. The General speaks her mind. After all, it is a freedom of speech, correct?"

  "Yeah, you right. Maybe that wasn't the right thing for me to say," the man replied.

  "You two, shut your mouths up. I'm trying to hear this," a chin-haired man that with a British accent, said through frustration.

  "Then don't listen. We can run our mouths if we wish," The man replied, not respecting the leading soldier's request, seeming that it was a negative and disrespectful tone he heard.

  "Guys, please stop fighting. It's not going to help with anything. Just take it easy," the female stated.

  ***

  "My name's Hitachi Roburto Mizuka," Hitachi began his introduction. He slowly began to realize that his mother didn't feel too satisfied and was displeased with his voice. His voice a medium to low voice, especially for an eighteen year-old. "I don't have any special reactions to what it feels like to be apart of this industry. But, I do thank you all for having me be a part of the team. That's all I have to share right now."

  To he and Lola's surprise, the audience clapped incredibly, knowing that they're glancing at the General's son. It somewhat surprised Hitachi, but from Lola's perspective, it was intense.

  Both relatives didn't have much to say until after the ceremony. Hitachi kept his mouth closed for as long as he could muster. Four of his companions were passed their puzzling points and had no idea why Hitachi didn't give out a legitimate and stronger introduction.

  Appearing behind backstage, Lola came in after her. She grabbed Hitachi's right shoulder, but felt a sudden swat coming from his right arm. This shocked her to the core of her heart and she wasn't pleased with it.

  "Hita--," Lola sighed heavily before snapping. "Hitachi. Why the hell didn't you--"

  "Lola. There's no time for this. Save it until after the ceremony. Maybe he just lost his cool at that moment. Who knows what's eating him. Just cool down and leave him be."

  "Wait, General Brook," Hiba stated, stepping in to express her opinion. "Lola. You should go talk to him. He's your son, remember? You said that you would do whatever it'd take to be the mother he'd wanted you to be, right?"

  Lola turned her attention towards her assistants, and jumped to conclusions.

  "You're right, Hiba. I think I'm overreacting too much," the scarlet-haired General admitted, she didn't had to expose anymore.

  "I'll deal with him a little later then. We have one more introduction to go. I won't try to make a scene out of it, but this'll be the last one before we could get started with dinner," Lola said, trailing away from the situation and taking her time to approach Crystal, who stood up. "Alright, Crystal. You're up."

  "I'm a tad bit nervous to go up there," Crystal said nervously. She spoke loud and soft enough for everyone to hear her. "You think it's OK if you came up there with me, Lola?"

  "In all fairness, Crystal. You'd have to engage the audience on your own. I'll be sitting next to the other Generals right behind you, OK?" Lola rubbed Crystal's chin, then extracting her closer for a short embrace. "Don't worry about a thing. Pretentiously act as if you're talking to a million of me. Does that sound much better?"

  Crystal's smile returned, she felt her heart slowing down once more. She knew Lola wouldn't feel bad for her for standing up for herself or being brave.

  Don't worry about a thing, was the only thing the young Aruba could hear from the General. She replayed it constantly until she approached the stand. Placing the microphone after standing on the stage. Some people in the crowd noticed her trembling arms were.

  Suddenly, building her courage, a huge round of applause exploded with Lola joining in, keeping her smile alive and well. She turned her attention toward the direction of where the others were standing and she saw no sign of Hitachi anywhere.

  "Huh," Lola questioned herself, noticing that Crystal had yet to speak her piece before she was allowed off the stage. She might make some mistakes into exposing some things that Lola's never told her to utter. "Wait a minute, everyone. I need to have a private chat for a second with Crystal. It won't be long."

  Murmuring was all she received from the audience of soldiers. Lola had expected that their curiosity would become more than a problem.

  Both the General and newly agent went to the other side of the curtains before they began speaking.

  Lola lied the palm of her hands onto Crystal's shoulders, "Sweetie, I need you to listen very carefully. Because this is very vital. You can't expect for everyone to have the same type of reaction as me."

  Crystal's heart grumbled calmly, standing on the stage with the microphone in her grasp. Lola's encouraging words had embraced Crystal before she had a chance to utter anything. This was the last introduction before they could release the meal and everyone could go about their own business during the ceremony.

  "My name is Crystal Emilia Aruba. I've been excited to join this military for over three years straight. It's an honor and priviledge to be a great asset to you all and hope to gain the respect in the near future. If it weren't for Lola, I wouldn't even be here as right now. Instead I'd be out in a cold world trying to find something productive to do with myself and causing a havoc to you all. So, I salute to you all," Crystal's speech was short, but felt incredibly stronger than Hitachi, Alex and Sonya's combined.

  "Say, isn't she the one lady that Lola was talking about recently before the ceremony began, Sergeant?" Soldier four, a male, asked while standing tall with both hands behind his back.

  "I assume that's the lady that Mizuka had mentioned, all I know is that we are to remain silent until it is over. Understood?"

  "Yes, sir."

  Lola kept herself sharpened with a few more obligations after Crystal walked off the stage. She added in a round of applause, but not as strong as she had anticipated. The white-haired Aruba turned around for a split second, then focusing her attention on the crowd and hearing an impacted applause; sounds of whistling and loud screaming of joy.

  What had caught Hitachi off guard was his mother embraced Crystal as soon as she removed herself from the stand with both her eyes closed, extending a kiss to her forehead.

  "See, Crystal. That's all you had to do for me was stay confident and--" Lola came to a halt, realizing that the others all glanced at Hitachi, who had a look of frustration on his face. Without hesitating, he marched out of the auditorium of his own occur and didn't bother to stay for the ceremony. Lola swiftly released the embraced and zoomed her way to the back of the room.

  I knew something like this was going to happen to those two, Hiba thought sadly. If only Lola wouldn't have acted like a total strange towards him, this wouldn't have been happening. It's true that most elders will treat children different instead of equally, no matter how much they change. Though in this case, Lola's one of them. Sad to say it, but it's true.

  ***

  Seeking out more information of the books Black obtained once he arrived at the building, Marscilla, Lisa and Thorn had all resumed back to their mission once they returned to the Dragon's Fortress.

  The Dragon Fortress is another location on the far eastern side of Leserado, approximately over seven-thousand years old and was established by the Avarian Beast of the Aruba Bloodline. The Fortress was the only appropriate environment for Aruba members to set foot on. Any opposing species or warr
iors from the other Core families were to be sentenced to death. It's in the color forms of the ceiling is shown in french blue, the concrete is caked in hooker green with each sides of the room colored in lapis lazuli.

  As they looked onward down at the premises of the Fortress, the first thing their eyes caught was an enlarged klein blue dragon standing at over twelve stories with two large wings. It's in the form of a blue sculpture with nothing but blue snowflaking mist surging around the motionless beast.

  "Of all these years of researching and anaylyzing the courses and meanings of these Symbols, it seems that Black's thought all this through beforehand. He did say that it was going to allow him to reanimate Kuronina and we'd be able to give out information to those that can figure out the formula," Lisa uttered annoyingly. She's constantly been a motor-mouth for the last half hour.

  "Lisa. Will you ple-he-he-ease, shut the fuck up? Please?" Marscilla shouted with her blood steaming hot as she saw Thorn plugging her ears while bumping pass the Succubus.