Messenger's note:

The Chronicles is a series that I have been writing for years, but only for a while putting them into a blog, it has influences from books, anime, comics, and even the music I listen to.

The names of the places in this story may or not be real, but this is fiction, and the story is set in an alternate ambiance, so don't expect total accuracy.

I hope you enjoy the story as much as I do when I write it, even if I take too long to update! xD

xoxo

April 2, 2008

Chapter 9: Grace, soko ni arimasu. Part II.

Messenger's note:
Poem in colors are thanks to my friend Naleyger, you can find all of her creations at http://naleyger.blogspot.com/ I just did some translating, but the original version is better. Now onto the show xD.




"Triste la mañana en que los amantes despiertan, esperando la muerte de sus almas en lenta agonía..." "Sad is the morning in which lovers awaken waiting for the death of their souls in slow agony..."

Aleksandr exited Kenji Kobayashi's office somewhat thoughtful and saddened, he had been informed that he would be traveling again to attend some matters regarding the so called by the media 'Kobayashi empire'. He got into his office and sat on his chair and stared into the view of the city before him.

He had known always since he was hired or 'adopted' by Kobayashi that it was one of his duties, but lately it had been getting harder, for reasons that can be dealt with, but nonetheless it was tugging at his heart.

-"Good morning..." a voice got him out of his reverie and made him look toward the door of his office.

He blushed slightly as he saw Nessa at the door with a smile on her face, he smiled and returned the greeting.

-"Early meeting I see..." she said as she came into the office and sat on the nearby chair.

-"Reviewing some papers...you know the usual..." somehow he didn't say anything about the assignment he got a few minutes ago. He looked away slightly as if looking for something. She looked at him intendly as if going through a puzzle but smiled as she got up from the chair and waved him as 'goodbye', still with a smile on her face.

He couldn't help but feel bad as he put his head on his desk in frustration.


"...pero esperando la dulce eternidad en que vuelvan a nacer y encontradas sus almas, amarse con pasión desenfrenada, sin que el tiempo o el espacio las separe..." "...but waiting for the sweet eternity in which they are reborn and souls found, love each other with frenzy, without time or space that can separate them..."


The day came in which he had to leave. It had been hard to tell her, she had been sad but understood, it was his duty, and it wasn't going to be for long. And there she was, at his door, helping him with his luggage, smiling sadly. They rode together toward the airport, laughing a little and enjoying each other's company.


"...Mañana triste y fúnebre, las nubes visten de negro el brillante sol, que ilumina los corazones de los amantes enamorados..." "...sad and gloomy morning, the clouds dress in black the shining sun, that illuminates the hearts of lovers..."


It seemed that time passed, Aleksandr stood before a grave, he cried silently. The grave read 'Nadzieja 'Nessa' Karev Kobayashi.


Aleksandr woke up sweating and gasping for breath, his mobile phone was ringing, he picked it up and answered.

-"Maldievich..." he said breathing almost normally.


"...Felíz mañana que vendrá en el reencuentro del amor y la pasión interrumpida en un instante eterno y un espacio escondido en la multitud..." "...happy morning that will come in the encounter between the love and passion interrupted in an eternal instant and in a space hidden in the crowd..."


Yevgeny and Alexei ran toward Aleksandr's car that was waiting for them on the street. They took off in a hurry, Aleksandr driving as fast as he could.



"...Amores eternos en un segundo instantáneo, donde se fuga el amor a un lugar lejano en un tiempo remoto, en el que alma y alma eran una.
.." "...eternal love in an instant second, where love flees to a faraway place in a distant time in which soul and soul were one..."

Nessa stood fighting with several demons around her, each stroke of her blade killed a demon, but another replaced it, after a while she was overwhelmed, lost in darkness, feeling the weight of the demons around her on her body. She gave in.

"...Su alma triste reflejada en lágrimas, su amante escondido en un abrazo furtivo que sera eterno."
"...her sad soul reflected in tears, her lover hidden in a quick embrace that will become eternal..."

-"What do you want?"
Nessa asked angrily.

-"What do you think?"
A low voice answered.

-"Even demons are so basic..."
she said looking away, toward Aleksandr who stood in another side of the room, not being able to go toward her, she could see him pound into the walls, clear walls.

-"So...you coming or not?"

-"Leave them out of this, your beef is with me, not with them..."
She said and then casted a spell and she dissapeared into thin air.



Aleksandr awoke suddenly, gasping for air and screaming. His mobile phone ringing beside him. He looked at it in fear almost, but picked it up nonetheless.

-"This is Maldievich" He said trying to gain composure.

-"We have a problem..." Richard said at the other end.


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