The darkness of a broken mind

[*Jess♥]

an old piece of writing that got lost.
written july 2006.


The darkness of a broken mind. by Jess Kendrick

Tetsuro picked himself up out of the puddle.
"Big bro, are you okay?"
Mizuki helped him up hurriedly.
Natsuki waited, her anxious expression reminded Tetsuro of how quickly they needed to be moving.
He picked up his umbrella not that it would now be of any use.
He thought back to the haunting sound of his old friends voice.
"Tetsuro kun, why run from me? I thought we were friends?"
As he ran, he could taste the salty drops in his mouth that came from his eyes.
He didn't know if he would ever see the day when that salty taste was not there...
Mizuki was the same, but she hid it well.
They had both been through a lot...
But she and Sho had become so close.
They rounded a corner and saw the van that Natsuki had told them about.
Natsuki took the driving seat and they were soon hurtling down the highway.
The back of the truck was dark.
Mizuki and Tetsuro sat opposite each other.
They had been found again. He was sure of it. He knew that ever since Sho had gone, they were not safe. He knew that Chronos would find them. Chronos knew they were alive. They would not stop.
And HIM... HE would not stop... To think what he used to be... fighting Chronos for all those years... for all intents and purposes, he had died fighting Chronos.
He died, back at mount Minakami to help them escape. He made such sacrifices...
And all for naught...
And now, the lapdog of Chronos, how could he?
Mizuki lay down. "Agito... how could you? How could you leave us in this state?"
Agito, that bastard, to think they were ever allies with that son of a bitch...
"Hey, Mizuki, We'll find Agito. We'll make him pay, One way or another, It's the least we can do. For Sho."
She looked up at him. "But brother, what can we do? You and me and Natsuki, now with..." her face suddenly grew strained and her eyes started glistening.
"We have nobody to protect us, nobody, what can we do? Brother..."
"We'll find a way Mizuki, don't you worry, One day, fate will smile down on us. It may seem bleak now, but one day, we will have our revenge."
As he looked out of the windshield at the rain, Tetsuro hoped and prayed that his words would become more than simple comfort.

The rain poured down outside the old abandoned warehouse.
Mizuki looked at the window as she ate her hot potato. They were lucky to find these here. This place must have been the shelter of some resistance faction. They were no longer here. She tried not to think why they would not be here, but she caught glimpses of red just before Tetsuro ushered her away from the office in the corner.
It was not hard to come up with some ideas as to what had happened.
But were they safe here?
Tetsuro was keeping a constant watch at the windows, so that offered some sense of security.
Natsuki slept just on the other side of the fire.
Mizuki looked at Natsuki sleeping peacefully. A second later her potato hit the floor. A shadow had moved somewhere behind Natsuki.
"T - Tetsuro!"
His head flashed around to look at the petrified figure of Mizuki.
"What is it?" he looked at where her line of sight was fixed.
Two eyes and a ring of light started glowing from the shadows.
The instant this ring of light appeared, Tetsuro had an iron pipe in his hand.
The bulky form of Tetsuro moved surprisingly fast, until he converged on the figure.
As the pipe struck the object, Tetsuro felt an intense pain in his hands.
He dropped the misshapen pipe on the floor and held his hands out.
He never realised that the vibrations of a pipe hitting a solid object could cause so much pain to him, but the pain was soon the last thing on his mind.
He forced his hands into fists and went forwards again, but the figure was gone.
He whirled around and saw Mizuki scrabbling against the wall, the dark form of Makishima standing in front of her, and Natsuki was nowhere in sight.
Tetsuro ran forwards "Where is she! You bastard!"
He had to struggle these later words out as he was now being held aloft by Gigantic Dark. "What have you done to Natsuki?! And now you want us as well?"
His feet kicked out but they may as well have been hitting concrete.
"AGITO!!!"
As Natsuki's voice rang through the darkness, Tetsuro paused his assault and looked around. She was standing in the door of the office. In her hands was what looked like a gun. It was a large gun. Not too dissimilar from Murakami's old gun.
A deafening explosion resounded around the room, and Tetsuro found himself on the floor again. Everything was silent apart from the ringing in his ears.
Tetsuro looked around. he felt a little giddy. he looked over to see Natsuki leaning on the doorframe. Her face was racked with pain and her arms looked very limp.
He looked the other way, Mizuki was holding her ears and her eyes were tight shut.
He looked around some more and saw the form of Gigantic dark. He was stumbling about and holding his forehead, sparks came from between his fingers, then he was gone from that spot.
Tetsuro searched for a sign of him, but all he could look at next, was the form of Natsuki.
Her face was no longer racked with pain. It was more like an expression of shock. But the thing that distressed Tetsuro most was the fact that her face was not above her body. It lay on the floor while her body remained propped against the doorframe.

Agito Makishima, the master of gigantic dark, had done a lot of bad things in his time. He had killed thousands if not millions. He had betrayed his friends on countless occasions. He was the worst kind of human being, dedicated to his only goal. World domination.
The deed he performed on that day was the one that marked his end. The Young man named Tetsuro Segawa was a remarkably resourceful individual. He had seen much pain and suffering but sometimes, it takes this kind of thing to truly send a person over the edge.
The following months would see Tetsuro a master of orchestration. His resourcefulness would see that he got his revenge. He only had one thing left. Mizuki his beloved sister. But the plans he was making would make sure that he would never be without her again. His only purpose in life was to protect her and to make sure that Agito Makishima would pay.

"Segawa, this is a dangerous game you're playing."
The trader eyed him with concern.
Tetsuro Segawa looked back from under his hat.
"Listen... Man, I need this, You have to help me. You are the last piece of the puzzle. If you can help me with this, I can make it worth your while."
"So how much are we talking about exactly?"
Looking around for anybody watching, Tetsuro reached inside his jacket. He took out a small box. Opening it up he showed the trader the contents.
"Well, you certainly got my attention! If Chronos found out you had this, phew..."
"Okay, but keep your voice down. Can you help me?"
With a wink, the trader walked out through the backdoor into his storeroom.
Five minutes later, he returned.
"Okay, the message is out. To both concerned parties."
As he took the box, he looked at Tetsuro, concerned again.
"I really hope you know what you're doing. And remember, if anybody asks..."
"Don't worry, I won't ever mention your name. Thanks."

Mizuki looked up as Tetsuro descended the ladder. They were hiding in a sewer of all places. She hated that it had come to this, but she trusted her brother. She knew that he would protect her the best that he could.
"Everything is set, Mizuki."
"Brother?" she looked apprehensive. " Is it time to go then?"
"I'm afraid so. Have you got it?"
Mizuki took a small bundle out from one of the boxes that were around the place.
The bundle was about the size of a crash helmet. It was wrapped in blankets and she handled it with the utmost care.
Tetsuro gave a weak smile and went over to some more boxes. He took out a gun.
It was the same gun that Natsuki had used.
He looked at it for a moment as though praying to it and then slipped it into his trousers.
He had practised a lot with this gun. He would use it to end this. For Natsuki and all the others who had gone before her.
Looking around, he caught Mizuki's eye and she knew it was time. They both climbed the ladder.
As they came out from the top of the manhole, Tetsuro looked around.
It shouldn't be long now. One of them should arrive.
Looking up at the steel girders that made up the framework of this building,
he saw a shadow pass above the top. It moved down towards them.
The large form of gigantic dark then stood before Tetsuro and Mizuki.
"Got any iron bars for me this time?" came the mocking voice.
"Makishima, you disgust me... but I will see you dead this day!"
Gigantic dark chuckled. "Segawa, as if you could be any kind of threat to me!"
His sensor orbs moved about. "So you think you can avenge me with that gun? Don't you remember what happened to Natsuki?"
Tetsuro's blood began to boil, but he fought to remain calm.
"Agito Makishima, you will pay for that, I promise you!"
Gigantic dark started to slowly step forwards.
He stopped. Frozen. His sensory orbs were moving about wildly.
"What have you done?"
A smirk crept its way onto Tetsuro's face.
"What's the matter Makishima? Got cold feet?"
Gigantic dark turned around. A form was descending into the framework of the building.
"Makishima san! Tetsuro kun, Mizuki chan, what a pleasant surprise!"
The form drew nearer radiating power.
"It's like an old family reunion! The old team back together again! I'm touched!"
The form was now just landing on the ground.
Tetsuro looked upon his old friend. It pained him to see him this way. A Zoalord of Chronos. Brainwashed into doing Alkanphel's bidding.
But it was necessary. He had to be here. This plan had to work.
Gigantic Dark confronted the Chronos lord.
"What are you doing here? I did not want to fight you... I merely wanted to finish off these two!"
"Always avoiding the fight, Makishima. It is as if you are afraid of something! surely you can't be afraid of little old me?"
Makishima never used to be afraid. He had always had the upper hand, but that had changed on that one day. That's why he did what he had to.
He would never admit that he was afraid though.
"Of course I am not afraid. I just do not want to end our battle here and now,
but our day to fight will come. Fukamachi."
"Tsk, Tsk, I've told you time and time again. My name is no longer Fukamachi.
I am Ichikamo! And our day to fight is today!"
Sho stepped forwards into the light showing his cat slitted eyes before his body exploded with energy. His form grew larger and a crystal form emerged from his forehead.
Gigantic Dark took another step backwards.
"I told you, I do not want to fight today!"
Sho was not listening. He moved forwards slowly and raised his hand. It glowed with power and a bolt of lightening shot down from the sky. Gigantic dark jumped to the side.
"What's the matter Agito? You are really afraid aren't you?" he continued his volley as Agito dodged back and forth.
Tetsuro looked out from behind the barricade they had found.
He looked down to Mizuki.
"Mizuki, It is now, or never."
She nodded and handed him the bundle.
Unwrapping the bundle, he took out the white helmet that was contained inside. This was a Chronos helmet. He knew that the Chronos soldiers had mechanisms inside their helmets for controlling and amplifying telepathic waves. He had worked long and hard to get a working one. But that was not the hardest part.
The hardest part was the object that was embedded in the helmet wired into its very functions.
The diamond shaped crystal structure was a very special object. It had been obtained from some very dangerous routes. Word was that this crystal came from a dying Zoalord named purgstal. The Zoalord that controls lightening.
This had to work.
Tetsuro placed the helmet onto his head. The crystal started to glow.
Tetsuro had no idea what he was doing, but he figured he could at least try.
He knew that Murakami's crystal had been effected by the vibration of its cousin crystal... if the vibration of this crystal is the same as Sho's...
The crystal glowed brighter. Tetsuro started to scream.
"Tetsuro take it off!" Mizuki tried to take it off him, but Tetsuro pushed her back.
She looked at her brother with fear. But as she looked at him, she saw a figure a few meters behind him... it was the Zoalord form of Sho.
It was frozen. The crystal on his head was a little smaller than the one in the helmet.. it seemed as though size was important.
It glowed erratically and he started to scream too. Gigantic dark was frozen to the spot as he watched. He then looked over to Tetsuro and saw the helmet and the gun in his hands aimed at The Zoalord.
"You!" he moved towards Tetsuro but stopped as the gun fired and a shattering sound was heard.
Looking round, he saw the Zoalord form of Sho with a hole in his forehead. Crystal shards fell to the floor.
a further deafening blast was heard and another hole appeared in shos head. then in his chest. then another hole and another. The bullets would cause a lot of damage when there was no barrier to stop them. Tetsuro had counted on that.
The body of Sho swayed and fell backwards slowly but a low rumbling noise could be heard.
It seemed to reverberate through the air and all matter around.
Then a bright light shone from around Sho Fukamachi.
A human shaped figure seemed to fade into existence. It had a horn on its head and blades on its forearms.
It opened up and tendrils shot out and wrapped around the dying Zoalord form. The tendrils pulled the pieces of armour around the body and it seemed to shrink in size until a comparatively small form stood on the same spot with glowing red eyes.
As Tetsuro looked on, a stream of blood ran from his nose and he collapsed to the floor.
As everything went dark Tetsuro watched as, behind Mizuki, the gigantic armour seemed to leave gigantic dark of it's own accord.

Mizuki was safe.

[*Kenji Murakami]

I do rather enjoy that story, and the picture that inspired it, of course.

[Toku Warrior]

I really loved it.

[*Jess♥]

I do rather enjoy that story, and the picture that inspired it, of course.

what picture was that?

I don't remember.

[*Kenji Murakami]

That would be Ladena's picture; this one:

[*Jess♥]

ah i see, i remember that

although.. I don't remember which came first, my story or this image.

i'll trust what you say and i must have gotten my inspiration from it.

it was a while ago so I can't say for sure.