Zoldavox
By loopyloop
Chapter 1: A woman?
Kashirai lay on his back, eyes closed. No breathing for a
few seconds, there was no need for the gas that those Terrans depend on for
their very life. Still he took in a breath, it has always been inexplicably refreshing,
he has always wondered why.
With a slight opening of his eye he caught the warm
Zoldavoxian sun at about 10:00 in the morning sky. A bit too warm he thought,
because to him warm meant close to unbearable hot, good thing he was dressed in
his favourite pair of shorts and military issue shirt; the things were made for
the ever changing Zoldavoxian weather.
This is unbelievably boring perhaps I should
find something interesting to do or at least find a patisserie.
Silence.
With a yawn he focused his hearing to his south. After a few
minutes of silently listening through the buildings of the city’s south he
heard something.
Aaahhh! A male voice screamed.
His ear twitched at the sound
Male?
Must be an attack, maybe I should go check it out. This will,
hopefully, save me from dying of boredom.
At that thought he jumped from a cloud onto the top of a skyscraper.
He looked around for a sign of the crime taking place.
Nothing!
He looked around feverishly.
I can’t believe this, just when I found something to do. Fuck!
Ahhh! He glance
his left eye in the direction of the scream.
Definitely an attack!
This is good, very good.
A few seconds of leaping from roof to roof and sliding along
the side of an eighty story skyscraper, he arrives at the scene of the crime
taking place.
“What the?” he mutters confused.
Silence.
“What’s going on here?” now completely amused at the
situation.
“Help-help me” the man utters in a frail voice.
“Wait so let me get this straight; why the fuck in Ronen’s
nation is a woman holding up a man?”
“The woman who wasn’t paying any attention to him turns. Her
expression quickly changes from annoyance to disbelief to an over powering quantity
of pure terror.
“Wha- what are you
doing here?” Silence as the situation grips her “No!!!” she finishes.
“Hey hey I’m only trying to help, mugger-chan; you are just mugging him, right?” still amused.
I can’t believe this. Wait till Cohran hears
this!
“Stay away from me!” The
woman screams at him. She then let’s go of the man. “Please” she pleads “please
don’t hurt me” she falls against the wall clutching her knife whilst holding
the stolen bag.
“Hey I’m trying to help here not hurt you” he snickers. Then
moves closer to the woman and bends down beside the woman.
All the while the man remains frozen against the asphalt.
“Mon-monster” she utters through clenched teeth.
“Monster? Where?”
He looks to the figure on the asphalt.
“Oh you mean him? Well…” He returns his attention to the
woman. “He, anyway you look at him, is a Terran. So how exactly could a Terran
be a monster?”
He stands and smiles, “well since I’m a gentleman and I want
to hur-ah! Help you, why don’t you
tell me what’s going on here?” still smiling.
This is going to be
interesting.
“Monster.” Almost a whisper.
“Fine if you won’t tell then maybe he will.”
“Hey Terran care to explain what’s going on here?”
Nothing from the Terran man.
“Ok that’s enough. I don’t see a monster anywhere yet both
of you keep saying ‘monster, monster, fucking monster!’”
At Kashirai’s burst of anger the Terran man gathered himself
up and ran. Or perhaps it was merely his inert self preservation that kicked in
as he did not even seem conscious.
“To think I’m trying to help here” he released an annoyed
sigh.
“Monster, please don’t hurt me!” exclaimed the frightened
woman, now barely looking at Kashirai.
“Ha…?”
At that the alley way became eerily chilly.
Kashirai looked from the corner of his eye, feeling and now
seeing the newcomer to his amusing but somewhat annoying scene.
“I believe she means you brat, no worries Miss I will
protect you from the… bakemune”, mused
the newcomer.
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Cohran and Kashirai strides through the large tinted glass
doors of a Domestic Defense building; the nation’s Coat-of-Arms, a black dragon
shadow, on both sides.
Cohran still smiling with closed eyes, self-induced
blindness, turned to look at the doors.
“You know its ‘master’ to you.” Kashirai’s tone now
indifferent.
“My apologies master Brat”
with a smirk.
“Cohran Zemuzai” he muttered, low and cold
“That aside, you know, you really need to leave domestic
matters to the domestic division or
the sweet innocent citizens will have to deal with that sinister smile of
yours, and trust me, no one deserved that.” Cohran still amused but a bit
serious in his critique of his master.
“I was merely trying to help the guy but the idiot just ran
away like someone was trying to kill him then that woman started behaving as if
I was the bad guy and it was a
friendly smile not a sinister one. He should have been afraid of the person
trying to rob him!”
“My my do watch your temper master brat. From what I saw you were trying to kill -”
Kashirai interrupted.
“See? The last time I checked you were blind. Or did you get
an eye transplant in the few hours I’ve not seen you for?”
“Someone like you should know that a person does not always
need eyes to see. That aside, that
woman is the smartest I have ever met. I mean normally they just fall for you, but she sees you
for what you really are.”
“hmn… a gentleman?”
You have got to be
kidding. You, Kashirai, a gentleman?
Of course you are. He sighs mentally.
Cohran thought of saying but as usual self preservation
kicked in.
He sighs mentally.
“Yes a ‘gentleman’. A real, one of a kind, gentleman”
He almost choked on it.
“Why does it sound as if you’re mocking me?”
At that he stopped walking and turned to Cohran.
“Do remember that I
am your lord and master” non-amused
“Of course Master Brat”
Screw my life, maybe I
can get a quick death. Hopefully…
“Enough of that Cohran Zemuzai, or do you wish to be
punished?” deathly low and frigid.
Ok, so slow and
painful then and he’s keeping my soul to torment later for fun. O.k. time to
get back on his good side.
A pause in thoughts.
Ok I mean create a good side in him.
“My deepest
apologies master” with that he bowed to show his respect.
“Gotcha! Ha-ha it seems that teasing you is much more fun
than hunting worms. Oh by the way, will you ever stop lying to me; saying that
you’re sorry when you’re not?”
“I!-“he smiles softly “sorry.”
I was genuinely afraid
for my like or lack of thereof you know, damn sadist!
“By the way, what do you think she was trying to get from
him, I mean she couldn’t have possible just wanted money, could she?”
At that Kashirai started walking again. They were now walking
towards a patisserie
“Yokai, such as you, simply take advantage of the pitiable
Terrans at every turn”
It is a pity that you Yokai cannot learn to
care for others.
“I don’t want to hear
that form you since you, you demonic Oni, are no better than any Yokai. And
it’s their fault for not protecting themsel…
*Somebody save me. Oh
please. Please just save me. Tra la lala. Oh save me-*
Cohran removes his cell-phone from his shorts pocket and
looks at the caller ID.
*Somebody save me. Oh
please. Please just save me. Tra la lala. Oh save me-*
The song continues to play.
“Did you leave the palace without permission again, master?
Kashirai gives no answer. Instead he turns his head away
like a spoilt child.
“I am going to be blamed again, aren’t I?”
Still no answer from Kashirai.
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