Intoxia Warriors - Mizuka Blood (Book One)

by De'Karhi Philpot

  Brook did as Lola asked of her, overhearing Marscilla’s relaxed breathing.

  “Marscilla,” Lola stated through the intercom. “This is the fifth time in the last two weeks that we’ve questioned you. The last thing I want to do is enforce the information out by beating the hell out of you. The choice is yours. It’s either you talk or we’ll have no choice but to go to the extent.”

  Marscilla was still giving herself no rights to speak against the four leaders of the army. Instead, she kept her butter-yellow eyes closed, hoping to get out at the right moment.

  “I’ll give you five more minutes to start talking or else it’s show time,” Lola had made promises of her threats and would extend the criminals’ thought process by torturing them. “Marscilla, just make the wise choice and be honest with yourself. All we need is the details about the Avarians and things will go easier for you.”

  “Why should I betray my loyalty to Black Hinura, the monster that changed my life forever because of that bitch, Diamond? I owe it greatly to him by evading irresponsibility of ruining his plot.”

  “It’s understandable why you weren’t so reluctant to kill Diamond and you’ve had your reasons, but trying to take the life of her daughter shouldn’t have been acceptable. I want to know what you were truly holding a grudge against Crystal for?”

  ***

  In her room, rubbing her temple, still quite numbed from the battle two weeks ago, Crystal had opened her eyes and managed to get a good amount of sleep. She walked over toward the stairway to find a special package from the Generals of the Intoxian Army. It had become clear that Crystal had earned the rights to see all four Generals and have private dinners with them anytime that she wanted.

  Upon opening the package, she heard someone knocking at the door.

  She said in a kind voice, “Come in.”

  Entering the room, Crystal was stunned at whom she saw standing at the entrance.

  “Sonya, Alex, Hitachi. Um, I’m surprised that you’ve all came in at the same time,” Crystal felt a tad bit nervous, but not as much as she used to from almost two months ago. “Is something wrong?”

  Sonya’s body was shoved by Alex, who had wanted Sonya to go ahead and speak her piece about how she ultimately felt.

  “Crystal, I’m—“ Sonya’s first time of ever apologizing was intimidating that she didn’t know what to say. “I’m. I’m so—“The blue-haired Amili was desperate for pity and felt in her heart that she wasn’t going to get it as easily as Alex or Hitachi could understand.

  Seven years of torment wasn’t the right thing on their minds; especially when they were too blinded by anger and frustration. Jealousy wasn’t even in Tornado’s definition when he found about their feelings toward Lola, and how she treated them. Even Hitachi had a reasoning to hurt someone.

  Less than a week ago, Hitachi and his mom discussed about the radical tragedy she experienced just months before she birthed him. It wasn’t too long that Lola had been able to entrust herself by exposing her own child to the truth. Once it was explained to him, he was enraged by not learning sooner. But he finally why, as Tornado stated to him early last month, his mother would feel.

  Before Sonya even had a chance of apologizing, it’d became strictly clear that Crystal instantly embraced her without slowing down. A moment of silence took over the gal’s room. Hoping that they’d butcher their dislike toward one another and focus on the more vital things.

  “Sonya, your actions back at Leserado has already done that for you. I only see the honesty or lies through people’s actions. I’m actually happy that I got to grow up under the same roof as you,” Crystal openly admitted that she was willing to stay strong and forgive the three of them. “I never wanted to replace any of you. I was just being my own person and staying positive with everything.”

  Hearing that from the youngest warrior of the Intoxian Army, The quality of Sonya’s respect for Crystal immediately sky-rocketed once she said everything that needed to be uttered and/or proved.

  Crying in the girl’s embrace, Sonya felt the right to regain a conscious and try to remind Crystal that she’s never experienced what it felt like to have a younger sister-like Crystal. Alex, for someone who barely shows any emotion, felt his heart warming as well as Hitachi’s. Both men had managed to think outside the box with their reasons and had come vivid with their own actions.

  Hitachi was the next to go and let it all out, "Crystal. I should've have mistreated you that way. I didn't know you never had a mother who was the leader of this entity. My own mother even looked up to her and grew into a strong woman. My foolishness is what blinded me from understanding what it was to having a mother. I extend my hand out as a token of gratitude."

  Crystal then released the embrace with Sonya smiling happily, permanently freed from the inner demons after a hellish showdown.

  Releasing the embrace, the two had for over a minute, the Aruba and Amili heroines had taken their own steps in the opposing direction; Crystal heading up the stairs two get some find an army attire to wear for the promotion in two days.

  ***

  (Two days later, the day of Crystal’s Promotion and Ranking Development)

  Getting all dressed up, feeling far more confident in herself about her appearance and they she was going to communicate with a variety of people, Crystal was feeling her body boil with excitement.

  This is the first time in my life that I’ve ever felt so calm about a lot of things, but this is in a different class, Crystal thought, taking off her sleeping outfit and rushed up the stairs to get dressed. But before she could head all the way up, she nearly tripped on her gut, but it didn’t bother her. Despite her enthusiastic excitement for the Promotion.

  O-ho-ho-ow, Crystal winced in her mind but kept it going. She nursed her gut hysterically before she kept going. She reached the top of the stairs and continued down the hallway and into the bathroom. Upon approaching the door, she saw a torn notebook page on her door. Before she had a chance to read it, she took it down as she rubbed her eyes.

  It was a token of gratitude from various warriors who attended the Tomb of Leserado mission. Crystal never, in a million years, suspected that some people who didn’t like her at the time when she was their fellow student during the Ujikakda Academy days.

  The first one she read was from Sonya Amili, which didn’t seem to surprised her at this point.

  “Dear Crystal, I already humbly apologize for my misbehavior towards you these last seven years. You’re one of the nicest people that wanted nothing more but to have friends to come and communicate with. I know that I’m weirdly doing a one-eighty, but I feel appreciated to fight alongside you and for that the quality of respect towards you is very high. Big sis, spiritually, Sonya Amili.”

  Aww, Crystal thought with her heart warming. After all she’s done to me, even though she’s lied and said she never done some things, she was finally able to work up the courage to apologize personally and on a piece of paper. I’ll read the rest of it when I get out. The teenager placed the paper back onto the door.

  ***

  After about an hour and a half, Crystal completely taken her time to get out of the shower, based on all the thoughts she’s had to what it’d feel like to be a hero that fought alongside the Core General. In addition, she wanted to learn more about the demise of her mother’s death, which was built-up for all the events prior to her death. It may take some time, but as of right now, she wanted to put all that aside, after a few short weeks of mental training with Lola to put all dark images aside and focus on what’s in front of her.

  She stepped out of the shower, realizing that the paper from the notebook with everyone’s names and gratitude were no longer in her presence. It confused her as she thought of rushing downstairs, but immediately assumed someone inside the army might’ve came to her upstairs bathroom and grabbed it.

  Oh well, I guess I shouldn’t be upset about. I’d like it more if I heard it out their mouths though, Crystal state
d calmly as she wanted to dry herself off after she came downstairs.

  Coming down the stairs, she witnessed Lola Mizuka coming sitting on her mattress with her left leg hovered over the right. Crystal wasn’t anywhere near surprised, as much as Lola comes into the room “unannounced” as the General would have said to herself.

  Crystal then smiled and came closer to the General, who flaked her index finger at the Flower of the Intoxian Army.

  “Crystal,” Lola stated, holding onto a present that was wrapped around a paper of white background with angels swirling around of their own occur. It was a brilliant idea for Lola to ease the white-haired heroine with one last thing before she went on stage in front of millions of people from every coast of the army. “Crystal, I’m so proud of you for making a huge change in your life. In case you haven’t noticed, over the last two weeks, the Generals and I haven’t been able to discuss anything with you publicly so we thought about doing it here. I’m going to hold onto this gift until you meet me upstairs in my office. I was only showing you it to embrace your curiosity.”

  It was foolish of Crystal not to make a response. Ironically enough, it was an alert that Lola was showing more emotion and pleasure of Crystal than she’s ever had from fifteen years onward.

  “Now, I know that it’s embarrassing for me to compliment you, but you should be used to it by now,” Lola smiled, standing up and kissing the girl’s forehead before embracing her with the towel wrapped around her waist. Come on upstairs and we’ll talk more about it. The three Generals are awaiting your arrival.”

  “OK. Thanks, Lola. If it weren’t for you, I would have never learned anything about these Diary Symbols. But I’m concerned about something,” Crystal added as Lola released the embrace. “I don’t remember asking this question but, how did you contain the Mizuka Phoenix Orb?”

  Sighing about what she wanted to say, but didn’t think it was a good idea to speak about toward fifteen-year-old. She rose her head up with a smile, “When you get older you’ll understand. Now get dress so we can get it over with.”

  The gal nodded her head, gawking over at a picture Lola had left on her dress. A frame of herself at age five upon Lola’s shoulders. She smiled, suddenly pinning herself down to her knees with her forearms and head onto the mattress. It was an emotional moment for her to let out before she went on stage. The one thing Crystal had a remembrance on the day Marscilla was defeated came out of Lola’s mouth. Crystal’s you’re the rarest entity that has a spirit of forgiveness. For that, I’m forever honored to be your inspiration of courage and strength.

  ***

  Coming out the room in a dark electric-blue army attire. Crystal began her journey up to the Core General’s newly established office that was had increased with room content. She headed toward the elevator. Pushing the button of floor one-thousand. It was going to take almost fifteen minutes for her to reach the office, not to mention was half a mile away from the elevator.

  Crystal had looked across the city with gigantic builds standing at over nineteen stories with vehicles from downward driving. She felt a sense of joy that looking at the view, she could barely see the entirety of the Northern Coast just from this floor only. It’s so beautiful and yet busy at the same time. I rarely see any incidents occurring anymore after the massive battle from two weeks ago. It became the top story for days, even up to this point. But I’ll think about that later.

  Upon entering the room with two hands that has individual wings of the Phoenix with the name entitled: General Lola R. Mizuka. Her heart was racing as she pressed the red button as signal for Lola to open the door.

  Lola’s voice was coming from the small intercom that was attached to the red button, “Welcome Crystal Aruba.”

  Both doors had opened up automatically with Lola’s office is entirely different from a little over two months ago. Once a month, Lola makes some arrangements of her office to either replace or improve on some of the material she needs to keep herself at ease on trying to find a variety of things and they wouldn’t be out of order.

  “Crystal Emilia Aruba,” Lola stood before the heroine, saluting. “This is the reality of being a soldier. About fifteen years ago, I was entrusted by the former General of the Intoxian Army to take care and raise you to be a strong and wise young lady. However, as far myself and my fellow Generals were concern, you’ve made a significant impact on this army. Everyone had immediately taken into consideration and thought of giving each other chances of forgiveness. You see, seven years ago, you had three people that’s a part of the same family as you, all had something they lacked that you didn’t.”

  “What’s that?” Crystal lowered her hand after saluting.

  “Wisdom, knowledge of philosophy, sympathy and forgiveness,” Lola replied. “That’s all I can say. Now, I’m giving you this special certificate with your name written on it.”

  Crystal’s eyes were shattering with tears, lowering her head and felt roaring thunders in her heart. She wiped the tears with her forearm after lifting the right sleeve for it wouldn’t get ruined on the first day.

  “Hey, warriors don’t cry until after they’ve shed blood and sweat. It’s understandable, Crystal. I was just the same when I was your age. I know what it felt like to earn something after so long,” Lola extended the arm with the certificate in hand at Crystal. “Crystal E. Aruba, I now promote you at the Grand Warrior of the Intoxian Army Industry.”

  Crystal pounced at Lola with both arms coiled around the red-haired broad’s waist and pressing her face into the Mizuka General’s embrace.

  “Thank you, Lola,” Crystal then released the grip, but was still held on by her mother-figure. “Thanks for being a mother and he-he-he-he-lp me."

  Lola thought while shedding tears and bending down on both her knees as she pressed her head into Crystal's chest and as she felt the youngsters arms around her head.

  ***

  Six Years Later – The Infamous Bloodlust Revelation had seen a lot of progress within the Army and had decided to remain in the shadows of Organization Caverns with the tempt of assigning ring leader of Black Widows, Niva Hinura, to begin her assault against Lola Mizuka’s best heroine.

  “That is the revelation, Niva. I leave it all in you and Black Widows’ hands to carry out our work for until we decide to make our move again,” Black Hinura, in a much more unique cloaking outfit that’s fresher and more suitable, uttered toward his Grim Disciple.

  “Yes, you won’t be disappointed in my group and I, Black L. Hinura,” the silky black-haired woman uttered as she and rest had rose up.

  “I better not be, or else you’ve been an absolute waste of my time training for nothing.”

  THE END