Wednesday, January 31, 2007

A long day today. And it has been a while since I've posted here...hm. Odd.

I kept my promise to visit Amity Park, and this time, I took Dark with me.

Hehheh...yeah. I really don't know what I was thinking, but apparently, Dark just smiled brilliantly at me with big soppy puppy dog eyes and I melted.

I would come to regret this.

Oh, and I saw Rukia! She was regaining her spirit power at a slow, but steady pace, and I was happy to see her looking healthy once more. I ran into her at the World Gate, as she was heading to meet some of her friends.

Friends. I thought I had heard wrong, but she smiled at me mischieviously. Apparently, she's been busy while in the Real Realm and away from Shinigami Central .

I told her I was going off to meet the half-alive boy and she blinked in surprise, asking me how I knew Ichigo Kurosaki. Then it was my turn to laugh and explain my story.

She stood there, looking thoughtful for a moment. Then she said she would come with me.

I shrugged, thinking it would be no big deal to do so. She also informed me a few things that she had had on her mind for some time; Aizen Sousuke's betrayal came as a large shock to me. He had always seemed so pleasant...maybe that's where I should have been tipped off. That and her strange relationship with the ningen, Ichigo. Human, shinigami...and Rukia suspected something more--at least, ever since the Arrancar and Vaizard started showing up to pester the guy.

The conversation continued until we ran into Dark, who flopped all over Rukia and got a broken nose in the process, which made me laugh in satisfaction.

We made our way back to the World Gate, and I asked Rukia if she was sure she could make her friends wait. She nodded and said in return that she had other friends that needed her attention as well--there was a pointed look given to me at that point and I blushed.

So Dark, Rukia, and I, stepped into the Real Realm, making our way to Amity Park.

I have to stop here, as I have urgent business to attend to.

~Kagerou

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Sunday, April 23, 2006

I've finally escaped from the catastrophe that was the committee Meeting.

Ahem... I mean: The Most Informative Meeting I've Ever Had the Honor of Attending.

Back to my story:

After that little escapade, I finally got down to the place they call Amity. Quaint, little American city...Slightly more stereotypical then most, but still...Nice.

I found the half-dead ghost boy fighting. This came as no surprise.

The half-ghost's name turned out to be (he used the alias Danny Phantom but he was unaware of the fact that, as a shinigami, I'm privy to his true name at all times) Daniel Fenton; he thought I was another Shinigami come to take him to the Light. I quickly reassured him that I was but a mere visitor, no harm at all. After that, he came to trust me rather quickly.

I brought up that ghost that had attacked me in Wisconsin during one of our conversations, and the boy reacted quite vehemently. Apparently, the aforementioned ghost was the Archnemisis of my young companion, a so-called Vlad Plasmius, and they had quarreled many times. He looked even more relieved and even ecstatic of my rejection to this Vlad character, and asked me to meet his friends.

I was worried that they wouldn't see me, but apparently, after so many encounters with the supernatural, they could see me as plain as day. Slightly disconcerting, but it made Daniel more comfortable, and thus, easier to talk to. I was very amused with such bright children, and they were at first uncomfortable around me, as most of the living would be: walking with, quite literally, death. Soon, after Daniel assured them I was anything but dangerous (not quite true...but ah well), they were talking animatedly.

In the end, I made a rather shortsighted promise about visiting, and if possible, lending a helping hand. He smiled brilliantly at the suggestion, and suddenly I felt that my promise wasn't actually as shortsighted as I had once thought.

Dark had asked me just about a million questions once I had come back, as he had wondered about certain things himself during the now called "Amity Fiasco." I had to sit through them as well...and by the end of the day, I just fell asleep at my desk.

Nothing new to report otherwise...must. Sleep.

~Kagerou

P.S. Note to self: Find something nasty to do to this Vlad character....must be mean.

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Wednesday, March 15, 2006

This was a remarkable week.

I left for America after my last log in order to get a few days free from my job; fufilling and depressing as it was.

Of course, knowing my life, it turned out to be as enlightening as it was frightening.

I didn't know that there were so many ghosts and Hollows running amok. In fact, it was appalling in a few places; spirits either interfering or scaring the living residents, where ever they went. If I wasn't so generous, I think many of them would still be around to do so. Some mortals are extremely lucky that I like my job.

The most interesting thing happened when I visited Wisconsin (though there were many interesting spirits, meandering about in the Southern U.S...). I honestly wasn't expecting to run into any ghosts or spirits there, but it turns out that there was one heck of a malevolent ghost there. When I spotted him, he asked what I was. This surprised me, as there was not one ethereal creature that couldn't know/sense a Death God. When I told him, politely, that I was in fact a Shinigami, his eyes lit up in a disturbing manner. The man/ghost had the gall to ask me to obey him in a strange convoluted scheme he had planned. I told him, more forcefully this time, that I was a God of Death, and that I only answered to certain powers, none of which included him.

He actually thought to attack me. And I was surprised, which is why I was injured. Of course, I beat him back.

He looked the worst out of the two of us, believe me.

He flew away before I could do anything, however. Pansy.

Damn, this is only half of the story, but I must leave. I have a hearing to attend to.

~Kagerou

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Monday, February 27, 2006

In the wake of the last incident, and on Dark's unwavering advice, I decided to visit America.

Turns out I have to go back to Japan as well. But not before I head over to Shinigami Central, as Dark is so found of saying. I have to go fill out forms and sign some requisition sheets before I can go on holiday.

Malef turned out to have the same idea in mind, but fortunately, our conversation (if one could call it that) was terse and concluded itself quickly. He seemed almost passingly civil, and I kept myself from pointing that out to him, as that might make him incorrigable.

Soon after I was done, I ended up running into an old friend. Rukia, stationed in Japan with a permanent residence. I was surprised (understatement) to find that she was almost completely human. A mortal!

Hers was a fascinating tale of Hollows and the boy who had saved her, and in doing so condemned both himself and Rukia to wholly different lives. To say the least, I was concerned, but Rukia just responded to my worries with a sad smile, saying that she was just glad to be alive. Which, she added, was funny, coming from a Shinigami.

As I bid her good day and good luck, I felt my mind drift back to the half-alive boy that was, currently, living his busy life in Amity Park, USA. I feel confident in my idea to at least sneak a peek at what he does with his powers; how he's progressing and all that. I hope he doesn't find me too intrusive....

Ah well, the forces of Darkness are jogging my elbow to go off and relax. Signing off....

~Kagerou

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Friday, February 24, 2006

Dark was supposed to go claim a soul in the middle of America yesterday. Turns out the whole situation was rather...chaotic.

I found out after my trip to Japan. Apparently, the boy was half dead, half alive. Since the Judges claimed the part of his soul that was dead had unfinished business, half of him remained a ghost. But we, apparently, didn't get that memo. All that was told to Dark was that he had to go claim some poor boy's soul in some place called "Amity," and bring him to the Light.

It all went down hill from there apparently.

The boy thought he was under attack, and changed into his ghost "form" just to end up releasing a large amount of Otherworldly power (which ended up destroying a whole city block...great huh). Dark attacked back you see, trying to explain, but the kid didn't want to take any chances, and wouldn't listen.

Dark, thinking that the kid was really just a spirit that didn't want to leave, period, brought in backup.

Yes...that really put the tin lid on everything.

It was a horrible mess...even though the boy was left to his own devices, the Judges and the Archdaemon came down hard on Dark and his battalion. Dark then let it slip that the Judges were the ones who should have checked to see if the Death Gods had been sent anything regarding the boy's rather unique situation.

Then the Archdaemon came down hard on the Judges, and pardoned Dark and his crew...thankfully.

I think they contacted Chronos...or Clockwork...whatever he may be calling himself nowadays.... He helped them fix the whole mess by repairing all the Real Realm damage. Useful thing, time travel.

When I finished all my jobs in Japan, I was finally notified by Dark himself about what had happened. Once I had heard...well, let's just day that my interest lies somewhere in Amity. This dead-alive boy could prove very interesting....

~Kagerou

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Thursday, February 23, 2006

It's been a long evening.

I haven't had time to write here, but the truth is, I was dreading it.

The bad things started to happen early this morning, and quickly fell into chaos. I was helping Dark clear away a minor genocide in Sudan...Darfur region I believe, and we quickly realized that the two of us weren't up to the task. Too many loose souls, too many screams, very little time and very little power.

We called in back up, and who should show up but Malef and his usual cohorts. They had the most smug look on their faces, and it took all I had to hold Dark back.

When they finished, Malef made sure to report our "failings" back to the Archdaemon. Another chance to rub in his superiority; it wasn't his power that I always disagreed with. Mostly, I just wanted to sock him in the face. Just once.

Dark readily agreed with me on that one.

We split after that, taking different routes. I had a job in Japan and Dark had another job like yesterday (one in America). I found myself enjoying my old country, as it had been a long time since I've seen it. My job, unfortunately, was one that brought me and my sometimes very unwilling participants little joy; this particular job was one of those for me, and I'm usually quite stoic about such matters.

A little girl, barely 15 years old. To me, you see, 15 years is far too young. She was dying, and was to be killed, by Leukimia.

She saw me standing in her hospital room and gave me the saddest smile. She knew, as most do in her situation, that there was only one path left for her.

"Thank you." Her last words to me before I let her towards the Light. Such a kind girl.

I will retire for now, though that was far from the last of the things I had to do that day.

~Kagerou

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This is my first post.

BEWARE.

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