Intoxia Warriors - Mizuka Blood (Book One)

by De'Karhi Philpot

  "Hey, watch where you're going," Lisa whined insanely.

  "Alright, goddamn it, that's it," Marscilla pressured herself by thrusting Lisa's body against the wall going down the stairway. "Let me tell you something, Lisa. I can't seem to will the seeing strength to look at you anymore. Explain to me and Thorn why you had to come along with us?"

  Lisa answered immediately with her eyes staring dead into Marscilla's eyes of jazzberry jam.

  "Because I had nothing else better to do," Lisa answered in a child-like voice.

  "Well, let me explain something, you goddamn pedophila beast," Marscilla replied furociously. "I had run out of patience with your ass."

  "Hold on, now. I'm fine with you calling me a beast, but pedo-bear statement just sounds a bit too extreme--"

  Marscilla came in closer, gawking deeper and more fiercer into her partner's eyes and whispered with Thorn snickering, "Shut up. I don't want to hear another damn word from you until we leave Dragon Fortress, do you understand me?"

  Lisa whimpered in embarrassment.

  Suddenly, Marscilla motioned the succubus' back and forth once as she finished in a snarling yet vile voice, "Do I make myself clear, dammit."

  "Understood," A clear face was all Lisa could afford after commenting. Then whispered under her breath, "Cunt."

  "I heard that," Marscilla trailed pass Thorn as she regained her mentality as sqaud leader and proceeded down the stairway.

  The Poison Bloodlust member emerged into her canine form as she increased her smell to track down the room Charlie Mizuka and Emerald Aruba were awaiting their arrival at.

  "Girls, down here," Thorn spoke highly from the bottom step. "I think that we have two assholes waiting for us to come on down.

  ***

  Inside the room of Aruba Artificials, the final two members of the Bloodlust Revelation have been revealed; Charlie K. Mizuka and Emerald V. Aruba. Two of Black's most gruesome and trusty-worthy members next to Marscila.

  The both remained silent in the room for over the last two hours, barely uttering a single word to one another. The area was painted into the three colors of indian yellow, light taupe, mahogany. Above them was a magnolia lightshade that nearly glew thoroughly into the whole section of the Dragon Fortress.

  Charlie opened his eyes before the door was able to open up. He then spoke to the first entrance, "It's about time you guys arrived. It would have been a lot more amusing if you girls went and sell cookies instead of being around us."

  "Don't get so overpriviledge with yourself, Mizuka," Thorn replied as she reformed back into her human-like state. "Black did inform you that we have the illustrated books of the Aruba family and it's going to be a lot more than meets the eyes."

  "Whatever. That bastard is a lot more molded for power than I could have anticipate," Charlie commented as he saw the other two marching through the door as well. "If I didn't know any better, I say that Black has planned all this ahead of time, huh?"

  "You know it," Lisa answered, which agitated Charlie.

  "I never asked for you to answer," Charlie replied in disbelief.

  "Then what the fuck was the point in asking then?" Lisa questioned the co-leader. "Why is the asshole even here right now? Why, Marscilla, why?"

  "Because, as Bloodlust's co-leader, he has a right to say whatever he pleases." Marscilla reacted rather calmly than angrily. "We need to hurry up and meet up with Black at the Intoxicated Facility by tonight and we only have seven hours to do so; so let's stop garbaging time and use it wisely."

  ***

  Chapter 9 - Welcome To The Party

  ***

  (Three hours Earlier)

  Surrounding the long, mahogany stoned table, five of Black's allies have placed all the books of the Aruba on the table. Marscilla didn't bother starting first, since she allowed Charlie to open the first book that's been written - Vengeance Upon Sin; written by Diamond K. Aruba.

  "Diamond sure has taken her time to writing this stuff. I guess it was approximately over two years before she started," Charlie analyzed before he had a chance to open the book. "If I didn't know any better, I say that it's possible for her to do that for the world to hear her voice."

  "Now that you mentioned it, Charlie," Marscilla commented. "Artificially, Black did say that the Diamond was on the verge of keeping the Symbols all to herself, which is pretty cold; even for a bad bitch like myself and all you guys, that's not selfless of her."

  "I highly doubted that Diamond was that selfish. Actually, no. She wasn't as selfless as most people could have realized that day when she lost her life," Marscilla retorted. "She never suspected for us to be on her. We were like eyes in the sky from the time that she was making puppies until the day she died. Even then, she was still a stubborn bitch that everyone hated."

  "I prefer to stay more focused on the books than waste my aspiration talking about a woman that I doesn't even exist anymore," Emerald retorted, gaining sight support from everyone. It was the first time in two weeks he's even spoken a single word.

  He appeared in the majorelle blue-color top with sleeves trailing down toward his wrists. The color of his armor was medium electric blue. He wield a broadsword that was strong enough to cut through metal. He wore electric blue armored shoes. The hair color was in medium aquamarine.

  "First I heard you talk in a long time. Like what, three months at the very least," Lisa commented on Emerald's speaking capability.

  "I am aware of that," Emerald replied. "Now, would you do the honors of deciphering Vengeance Upon Sin, Charlie?"

  "Remind me again to never bark orders at me. I make my own choices and do what I need to do," Charlie replied arrogantly. "Now, let's get started."

  A storm of thunderbeats had rambled in his heart, for the first time since the book was unclassified to the world, Charlie gets the opportunity to try and read in a language he's never even experienced before.

  As the book was unsealed, but slowly. Something was wrong. It didn't appear to be way his excitement had encouraged him to have. All the trouble Black and Lisa had went through to obtain those small books, the writings on each page had shattered the Mizuka Bloodlust warrior's happiness in two.

  "What is it?" Marscilla asked of him. There was no response, for she had asked him again. "Charlie. What's the problem. Why aren't you saying it out loud?"

  "Marscilla, we may have a problem," Charlie answered. He sighed before Marscilla had a chance to speak.

  "What is it, dammit. Can you fucking talk?" Marscilla's patience were melting away. "I demand to know what's happening."

  "Keep your panties on, Marscilla and look at the book for crying out loud," Charlie flipped the emptied pages on the opposite direction and launched it once Marscilla's hand was extended out.

  The Erisa demon's hand was in the way for her to get a clear view, Once in her possession, she was stunned at what she had witnessed.

  "Guys, I need you to open all those other books as well," Marscilla said as she placed the book down and slid the other ones in different areas.

  The book was completely wordless. Not a speck of black ink was written on any of the pages for all six books. It seemed to have manipulated the confusion of the group.

  "What the heck is all of this?" Thorn asked angrily. "Why doesn't any of these books have any writing in them?"

  "I don't know," frustration surged through the sound of Marscilla's medium orchid voice. "I may have to use my Energy Signal to contact Black a lot sooner than expected."

  "If that's the case, then I have no reason to be here. I only volunteer to help decipher the texture of the Aruba writings, but it seems that this has been a waste of time," Charlie blurted quickly with his eyes focused on Emerald. "Say, Emerald. how about you give us a legitimate reasoning why there's no writings in these books."

  "There's no need to. It would take a bit too long to explain. It's a lot easier to show what the problems are. Besides, Lisa is mentally disabled as far as her intellects go," Emerald humilated L
isa's intelligence with such harsh criticism.

  "Please go suck dick, Emerald. OK? Please go do us all that favor," Lisa exposed two middle fingers without hesitation. "It's seems as if I'm not to be trusted by either of you."

  She frantically waved her arms around rather immaturely, Damn, it's like I can't even get the clear understanding to why I don't can't seem to be on the level as everyone else's.

  ***

  The Tomb's location is more than an unproductive and fruitless wasteland. Many years prior before the start of the first three Clan wars, Leserado's environment was pretty bearable and was virus-free.

  "I can't stand the reek of this premises anymore, Thorn. It's smelling really horrible," Lisa complained childishly. Her tone had nearly steered Thorn the wrong way.

  "Oh, please, you're the one to talk. You're always the one who comes out of broke-down area smelling as if you just fucked someone for more than a few hours," Thorn stated, continuing to glance at the Mysteries Amound The Symbols.

  "There are clearly more than enough content in this book that can give us legitimate access into extracting the symbols from within her body and placing them within the openings of the Leserado's main source statue," Thorn's experience had given her a decent amount of time to earn the respect from Black for her intellect.

  "I wonder how much you and Black have been talking among us about the Diary Symbol?" Lisa seemed puzzled, scaling around the Tomb with more skeleton figures dangling over the floor by cold-hard steel chains. Lisa's mind was trapped in the images of what could have occurred, but then Thorn woke her up from a fantasy land. I'm having some strange memories of how Black and I accomplished our mission a few nights before Lola's tragic night. It seems pretty interesting that we get to view something again for the first time in years.

  "Did you hear me?" Thorn asked, suddenly feeling patient.

  "No, what did you say?"

  "It's classified, since I'm the only one who had a good memory and is a fast-learner. See unlike you slutty demons, we canines have the feelings and intelligent of a man and woman," Thorn bragged, hungry to approve Lisa's upsetting reaction.

  "You do happened to realize that we're both facing the same enemy, right? That's the Intoxia Warriors of that in-pathetic army. Give me a break for trying to be Black's favorite chew toy," Lisa inquired unexpectedly. "The least you could do is give me a bit of information about what you and him were discussing about. I was there that day."

  Thorn sighed, looking on at the opening of the forbidden, yet dusted city. She took out the book from her single-armed book-bag, taking out the book and shoving it into Lisa's chest.

  "Now read this damn book and quit asking me about something that shouldn't be your concerned. Man, why didn't Black give you a different assignment?" Thorn asked with her hands landing on her hips, cocking her head towards Lisa.

  "I want you to know something, I asked Black to be apart of this task, since he had nothing else for me to do and plus my mission's located at this exact same spot. You know what he wanted me to do?" Lisa asked, placing her right palm on her comrade's shoulder.

  "No, and frankly I don't give a rat's ass what you have to do. Now, are you going to read that book and give it back or do I need to snatch it out your hand and go on about my own business?" Thorn's voice had made her grow impatient about her job as an assassin. "Because whatever you want from me, you better put some maturity into yourself and take your membership of this group more serious. Is that clear?"

  Lisa held back with her head leaning in reverse. She felt a bit enthusiastic before responding.

  ***

  General Brook And General Shizuka were discussing the events of the Warehouse Massacre, and Black's plot. They were located within the cafe on floor two-sixty; sixteen floor below the ceremony. Shizuka's had planned to have a short discussion with Brook for a while, since she figured Lola would recover easily from short distress.

  "You and I both know what Black is capable of," Shizuka took a sip from her cup of coffee. "Now that I think about it, Lola did make some validating points of how you can just simply get away with an assault with more than enough people to try and fend for themselves."

  "She isn't right completely. What you're failing to understand is that Black wouldn't have planned this all alone without any associates of Bloodlust. Take this for instance, how much thinking did he make in order to figure out what day Crystal would be born?"

  "Marscilla informed him about it. But she wanted to be sure and clarify the actual date so they can go ahead and take advantage of her. If she were to have the baby just days beforehand, the Diary Symbols wouldn't be one-hundred percent for him to use or extract from her," Brook's answered firmly and stiff.

  "I know you mentioned the fact that the Symbols wouldn't be used completely Is there a price to pay for extracting the symbols too early?" Shizuka stood from the chair, walking over towards the vending machine.

  Brook's answer became common knowledge and vital to the conversation, "You need to understand that there's more to the Symbols than you can predict. See while a lot of other warriors from all over the world of Intoxia that are willingly killing each other to get their hands on those Symbols. I need you to think back to the generation of Deima Aruba. The original hostess of the Diary Symbols. Once when those Symbols were unclassified and divulged the day she had them, that's when lives of many warriors decreased significantly at the hands of the Aruba Avarian Beast."

  "I do think that there was a reason of what made those symbols so special and important," Shizuka rubbed the bridge of her nose listened on.

  "The reason why Black is plotting to get his hands on Crystal is because he has no other choice," Brook replied, confusing her fellow General.

  Shizuka cocked her right eye, "I don't get it."

  Brook sighed, with her head shaking slowly with disbelief, "You're real funny, Siya. Real funny. The Bloodlust wants to release--"

  "Generals," Lola's voice entered the cafeteria with the new warriors. "I thought I told you to not have this topic while I'm not around."

  Both women couldn't agree more with Lola's thought patterns. As far as thought patterns go, Lola thinks of countless things that come after the importance of Hitachi and the group.

  "You're right, you're right," Brook first spoke before throwing away her bag of chips. "I told you this was a bad idea, Shizuka."

  "Oh, shut up, you wanted to talk about it beforehand. So, don't get me started, missy."

  "Both of you, shut up," Lola clutched her right fist before she thought of striking either of her fellow ringleaders. "What's happened is what happened. We'll talk about it in the brief room in a little while. We have a tour to do."

  Moments later, Brook walked passed Lola without feeling a strong vibe coming from her. The others looked on and thought something would occur, but nothing did. Percisely enough, Lola's patients are thick or thin just frozen; meaning she doesn't have good control over her emotions.

  "Shizuka, let's move," Lola looked back at Brook with narrowed eyes glued.

  "Let me get my bagel," Shizuka stretched her back before walking over to the line and purchasing a raisin bagel with honey-peanuts and strawberry cream cheese inside the morning bread and another cup of coffee.

  ***

  Lola tour the newly members of the Intoxian Army before the sun fell underneath Intoxia's globe; furthermore giving them an early assignment of what the Bloodlust Revelation is. While speaking, Crystal felt more than displeased with the idea of taking the life of another warrior that's doing something for the sake of reasons.

  They all ventured by foot from floor to floor; giving them proper closure of how the Intoxicated Army remain on course. They all approached floor one-hundred sixty-one (S.R.I: A small abbreviation of Sacred Rationalized Information.)

  "On this floor, everyone, the S.R.I is an unit within this building that stays attached to outside, strange activities. It is their responsibilities to address you warriors as Mr. or Ms. Most of them wi
ll spend hours on end, taking notes of deadly activities that occurs all over the world and reporting them to my office before they can end their shifts. Some of them takes more than notes than I can anticipate; that's a symbol of my achievements of what missions I can offer to you youngsters and who would be the suitable members of accepting the operation," Lola uttered; guiding the warriors throughout the floor.

  The room was the size of a ball room, sixteen light-shades two water falls on each end of the room; over one-thousand computers and technologies that helps the associates stay on point to what's happening to every corner of the world. Speaking directly to their fellow workers and placing their folders within the bins at the far entrance of the floor - one on the left and one in the opposing direction. More than a hundred offices on one particular floor was enough for Mizuka to be satisfied with. Each folder must be filled with over fifteen 'Deadly Activity Notes' on a packet.

  "How much folders do you get, Lola?" Sonya gawked each of the bins in a state of awe.

  "At least more than three-hundred of them each month. I come by the S.R.I once a month to pick up the folders with a bit of help from two soldiers," Lola kept her eyes focused on the room with endless dial tones echoing throughout the floor. "Every employee is held accountable with their jobs on this floor. Half of them have grown tired of it and wanted to work in a different part of the building; I mean as long as they wish to work for the Facility that all I care about, because at least there could be more than people that'll still work to keep some money in their wallets and shit."

  "Can I work up here?" Sonya asked sarcastically.

  "Yeah, you can," Lola responded with a clear and positive tone.

  "Awesome," Sonya replied excitingly.

  "In the next life. I lied," Lola's smile faded quicker than Sonya's heart raced with excitement.

  Sonya's jaws dropped in shock while Hiba laughed from the background, "Sucks to be you, doesn't it?"

  The Amili blue-haired folded her upper lip in shame with her teeth biting her bottom lip. She growled lightly, not to build up the tension.

  "Lola, that is so cold in how you just tricked me," Sonya complained.