Original Reader Insert: Anata no Tenshi to Akuma
Enveloped in a place of darkness, ______ held her twin pistils firmly in her hands. They weren’t ordinary pistols though. The size was small, but covered in detail. One was entirely white with gold crowning, places in scattered swirls with a golden cross chain ornament hanging off the end of the handle. The other was identical to the first, but black with silver accents. The white one shot beams of electric light, while its twin shot beams of black fire. The power that surged within them came from the power of two beloved companions. Certainly it was a rare sight to behold.
“Kuro, you picking up anything?” For a mortal who couldn’t see in the dark, it was reassuring to know she had someone that did.
Kurotsuki, also known as Kuro, was ______’s companion for some time now. For about two years, he has been following her around to find beings known as Empathies; a strong manifestation of people’s dark desires that turn into troublesome spirits and inflict harm on others.
Kuro gave a quick look around before confirming anything. “Nothing that I can see.”
A blonde young man behind him sighed. “It’s so dark in here. Wouldn’t it just be better if I just created some light?”
“Yukito, that is the stupidest thing I heard you say all day”, Kuro glanced in annoyance.
Though unable to see him properly, his heightened senses allowed him to know his location. “Excuse me?!”
“Shh! Quiet down, you guys. We don’t want it to know we’re here”, _____ sighed before moving forward. As though trying to diminish her looks of authority, the top of her leather boots had caught on something in front of her. She let out a faint yelp before descending towards the ground.
“Oi!” Kurotsuki wrapped his arm around her waist and halted her up on her feet before making contact with the ground. “You okay?”
“Ugghh”, Yukito groaned. “You see!? We should just use the light magic I have so we don’t trip on anything. I can even make it faint so that the Empathy doesn’t—“
Ignoring the annoyed blonde, Kuro was still holding onto his boss’s waist. “_____, wanna hold onto me until we get there?”
______, who was also doing a bit of ignoring, wrapped her arm around his own and nodded. “Sure, thanks.”
Yukito paused in his tracks and realized that his efforts were meaningless. “Fine, just ignore me then…”
As the three of them walked forward leisurely, they consequently found themselves deeper within the cavern they had walked into. Unseen crystals were scattered around them in beautiful arrangements. But of course, only Kurotsuki could see them. This Empathy they were looking for was born from the wish of to humiliate a victim. As the companions walked steadily further, Kurotsuki suddenly halted _______ without warning, leaving Yukito to bump into them.
“It’s here. Yukito—“
“Got it!” In a flick of his wrist, he spoke the ancient language of his people causing light to appear in the room.
Now that everything had become clear, ______ and Yukito could see the beauty of the cave itself. Large crystals that held semiprecious stones were everywhere on the stone walls that reflected the light emerging from Yukito in various pastels shimmers. However, a hideous figure had lay before them, distorted in body. It was small, but arranged in the most awkward of fashions. This was the empathy they were looking for.
Its eyes glowed white, and its lips were pursed with a smile that spread across its whole face from one ear to another. The hands looked like a praying mantis as its feet looked like that of a large wolf. A tail that looked like a fox’s was twisting and bending in seemingly painful positions. The creature didn’t seem to mind it though.
Without much hesitation, ______ pointed her pistols to the being and began shooting. The empathy had dodged it effortlessly though, and began to climb on the walls of the cave toward her.
“______, move!” Flashing bright, feathered white wings, Yukito summoned his crossbow, and began shooting. Usually his wings remained hidden, but in times of danger, he could expose them along with his powers.
The empathy twisted and turned, jumping from wall to wall with impressive agility. Then, the being opened its large mouth as a large, tongue like organ that quickly shot and aimed towards the angelic blonde. Yukito couldn’t block something that moved so fast. He closed his eyes and prepared for impact until he realized that no pain had been inflicted soon after. Opening his eyes, he saw Kurotsuki in front of him with blazing tattered bat wings, holding back the flaring tongue with a giant demon-like sword.
“Don’t just stand there! Someone shoot it!”
______ pointed her gun quickly. “Right!” And in an array of darkness and light, she injured and blasted through the organ that so tried to harm them.
The empathy recoiled in pain and moaned in doing so. Blood had bleed out of its mouth in great amounts, overflowing in a puddle of its own crucial condition. The angel and demon put away their weapons as they figured this was the end.
“So that’s it?” Yukito questioned disappointedly, scratching his wavy blonde hair. “I was kinda hoping for more of a fight.”
“I guess so. It’s pretty much three against one anyways”, ______ replied as she put her gun away.
Kurotsuki walked over to the empathy holding its limp, distorted body by the ankles, swaying it from side to side gently. “I was getting bored of this anyways. We should do something more relaxing once in a while.”
Yukito groaned. “All you ever wanna do is relax. You’re gonna get fat if you keep thinking like that.”
“And you’re gonna get killed if you keep exerting too much energy.”
Yukito laughed as he pulled a gem from the crystal cavern. “Haha, as long as I have you and ______ here I’ll be fine.”
“I never said anything about an empathy killing you”, Kurotsuki sarcastically stated before plopping the dark creature before his boss. “______, shall we start the incantation?”
“Yeah”, she agreed as she took out her magic wand. Its silver color and large amethyst crystal on the top radiated a greyish energy as soon as she had manifested it. She pressed the crystal before her lips, as if to whisper to it.
“Light in life, sing us a song. Sing us a song to right all wrong. Darkness in life, sing us a song. Sing us a song to kill all strong!”
Suddenly a greyish pentagram had sounded around her. Taking a spot on three spots of the circle, the demon and angel of song manifested their true identity. The black winged demon sported red eyes, long fingernails, and black tattoos in the form of music staffs on his skin. The white winged angel wore golden eyes, long wavy hair, and golden tattoos in the form of music notes.
These two companions of their boss, ______, were beings of the mystical realm of song. Yukito is an angel who delivers songs of happiness, love and joy. His power lies in healing those with his song. Kurotsuki is a demon who delivers songs of grief, sadness, and pain. His power is to sing these kinds of songs to reflect the sadness in people’s hearts and project it outward to the world.
Looking at the barely living empathy, ______ raised her wand as a music stand appeared up close to her. She tapped the stand, cueing for her companions to sing the song of the demon. The empathy released a black radiant light as screams filled the cavern with the agony of the one who created it. They could feel all its emotions that have caused it so much suffering.
“Song Name”, _______ asked allowed as part of the ritual.
“Black Moon”, Kurotsuki spoke.
“Healing Heart”, Yukito replied.
As they sung their unique melodies, the empathy began to deteriorate leaving behind a shiny levitating heart with a white coloration. The magical pentagram vanished before their eyes as the heart spiraled and shot in the direction of its owner; the one who lost their heart to their dark wishes.
Days usually carried like this for the three of them. As a conductor of song, ______ loved to write her own songs for her companions to sing; since she couldn’t sing as well as they could. Regardless, just the fact that she had companions like them was all she could ever want.
Since ________ was young, Yukito and Kurotsuki had played and watched over her with careful eyes. ______ was a girl, who loved to wander around the neighborhood and play in the remains of fallen autumn tree leaves; who loved to draw pictures of her friends and write stories of faraway places. But most of all, she loved to sing.
It was when the mystical boys heard her sing a song of how happy she was, they knew that she was the one. She would be the one who would release empathy hearts with their voice.
Incapable of writing their own songs, ______ had written many songs for the two of them. For Kurotsuki, she wrote a song about a crushed dream, becoming stronger, and being abused. For Yukito, she was able to come up with a song of love, a song of thanks, and new beginnings. However, as one can expect, she was always more creative when she felt the emotions herself. And figuring that she was happy most of the time, it was harder to create songs for Kuro. It was only when she felt the very sadness inside her that she was able to create a song for it.
“GAAHHH! Finally it’s almost time for bed”, Yukito smiled brightly. As much as this guy loved doing things, he loved sleeping just as much.
He looked to his childhood friend and boss and embraced her in a hug from behind. “Hey, ______. Want me to sing you a goodnight song so help you fall asleep? I like the one you wrote for me.”
“Ugh…errmm… sure?” She was still trying to get used to his puppy-like personality. “I’m gonna stay up a little longer though.”
“Oh okay! I just want to sing to you, that’s all.”
“Oi, Yuki. Just leave her alone, won’t you”, Kurotsuki said to his slightly younger brother.
“It’s not like I’m bothering her or anything. Why are you always so grumpy?”
“I’m not grumpy… just serious.”
“Yeah, seriously in love with ______.” Yukito teased as he turned ______ around so that she was facing Kurotsuki. “You’re just jealous that you can’t sing my kind of songs.” With a gentle finger the angel caressed her face with a smirk before kissing his boss gently on the cheek.
“Oh look, ______. He’s getting serious again,” Yukito sarcastically said bitterly.
______ brushed Yukito off and headed towards the living room to watch some television. Her partners stared at her oddly as she pressed the power button for the TV.
Kurotsuki stood in front of her with a stern look on his face. “You still have chemistry homework, you know.”
______ gave him a glare before shooing him off. “Leave me alone. I’ll get it from someone later.”
Kurotsuki pressed the ‘off’ button on the cable box and tossed a pencil towards her. As ______ began to protest, the demon had already taken out her chemistry notebook and his reading glasses. “I’ll help you with it.”
It wasn’t that she didn’t want him to help. It was more of the fact that she was too lazy to do anything that involved thinking. Besides, she sucked at chemistry. She would rather do math or English then chemistry. How was she supposed to know the properties of an atom?
“I’m gonna write a song about how much I hate chem after this…”
“Ah, don’t say that _______. I will be here to help you every step of the way”, Kurotsuki smiled as he sat next to her. “Now let’s start with the first question. The faster we get this done, the faster you can watch television.”
Yukito pouted as he watched the both of them sit closely to one another, staring at a boring worksheet. He was hoping to spent a little more time with his boss, but unfortunately he would have to wait. Knowing this, he went into the kitchen and warmed up some warm milk and honey with a bit of cinnamon in it. It was a favorite drink of his that always seemed to cheer him up. He wondered if his brother would like some as well, but quickly disregarded that fact. Kurotsuki didn’t like sweets, and _______ had never tried his special drink before.
He peeked out to spy on his partners as the milk was warming up in silence. “Well don’t they look comfortable”, he thought to himself. “Though the joke’s on him, since I’ll be with ______ tonight while you stay in your own room.” Thinking that, he let out a joyful smile as he took out the untouched ingredients.
A half hour passed a while after and the empathy hunter was finally done with her work. However, she had grown awfully tired from doing something so dreadfully confusing and boring. She attempted to watch some more TV but she had fallen asleep within minutes.
Yukito had gotten thirds of his special honey, milk, and cinnamon drink when he spotted his boss laying across the couch in blissful slumber. His older brother was on the floor, stroking her head with a smile as she lay there peacefully.
Annoyed that he wouldn’t be able to sing her to sleep, he walked over to his brother and slapped away the hand that was petting ______. “Hey, I was the one who was supposed to make her sleep…”
“It couldn’t be helped, Yukito”, Kuro sighed as he moved a hand over his shiny, black wavy hair. “You know how she gets when she does chemistry.”
Yukito’s eyes narrowed. “You shouldn’t have let her do it then. You always try to steal her away from me.”
Kurotsuki was taken back by his behavior. “Yukito, what has gotten into you?”
“Nothing has gotten into me! It’s your fault that she constantly ignores me!”
The demon stood up and lifted ______ in his arms like a prince would carry a princess. “What gives you that idea? ______ always treats us equally. She has told you before that she carries no favorites. You only think you’re being ignored because you have an unsatisfiable need for attention.”
“You… You’re the one to talk. I know you have feelings for ______ too.”
“So what if I do?”
“Then I’ll –“
“You’ll what? You’ll kill me? Don’t be so harsh. No matter if we have those kinds of feelings for her or not, _______ will continue not to have any for us. It’s just how it will remain…” Turning his back to his younger brother, he stopped and looked back a final time before walking into her bedroom. “Get some sleep. We have an early start tomorrow.”
To Be Continued: