Sorcerer Stabber Shinigami Prologue
Heero stood before the council, his head bowed silently, showing submission. Before him the tall figures sat on their platform discussing his fate, and all he did was stand there, waiting for their verdict.
He didn't let his mind wander, knowing it wouldn't do him any good. He forced himself not to think of the violet-eyed boy who'd become such a part of his life. He forced himself not to think of the nights they'd spent together, wrapped in each other's arms. He wouldn't think of that sparkling smile, nor that determined look when he was attempting his lessons. He wouldn't. He couldn't.
He couldn't lose his resolve now, not now. Not when everything was at stake. He'd decided to do this, to protect him, and he wouldn't step down. Not now, not ever.
"Apprentice Heero, you stand charged of a grievous crime, how do you plead?"
"Guilty," Heero responded without looking up.
The master sorcerers exchanged glances and nodded to each other. Finally one of the stood and address the young boy. "You know the punishment that is required."
Heero swallowed and nodded. Here was the true test. He looked up at the platform of sorcerers and set his face in an emotionless expression. "Yes."
"You accept this punishment?"
"I do."
The man nodded and took his seat once more, waving his hand to two guards on either side of Heero. Both guards stepped forward, the first reaching forward and grasping onto the amulet hanging from Heero's neck. He yanked it hard, the chain shattering apart and the pieces falling to the ground. Then both guards took the sides of Heero's robes and pulled, ripping away the clothes that sheltered his body and told of his rank among the students of the Tower. Heero was left standing naked save for the set of spandex shorts he always wore under his cloak. He dropped his head once more, diverting his eyes to the floor.
Another sorcerer stood up and addressed him. "Apprentice Heero, you are hereby stripped of your rank. You are no longer a student of the Tower, the house will no longer permit you within its walls nor will we acknowledge that you were ever a student. You are forbidden to use your magic henceforth. Any attempt to regain entrance to the Tower will result in your death and any who are suspected of helping you. Do you understand this?"
Heero swallowed in an attempt to keep his voice from showing his fear. "Yes."
"Then accept your punishment, boy."
Heero looked up and met eyes with the taller man as all the sorcerers stood up. Each raised their hands in unison and multicolored power pooled before them. Heero planted his feet tightly against the ground, bracing himself for the impact of the blast he knew was coming. He watched, emotionless, as their power combined into a large ball of energy, swirling before him. Then, without warning, the power burst forth, straight for Heero.
He didn't raise his arms to protect himself, knowing that there was no way he could block such an attack. He simply stood there as the power slammed into him, throwing him backward against the wall. He hit the wall hard, yet only allowed himself a small grunt of pain. Slouching to the ground his entire body screamed as the power seeped into his body, absorbed into his very being. Soon the energy melted away, leaving his body throbbing and sweat beading down his forehead as he took deep breaths.
"Be gone."
All the sorcerers turned their back to him, symbolically forgetting about his presence in the room. Heero struggled to his feet and took the tattered robe that was thrown at him, quickly tossing it over his shivering body. He knew he only had so long before the spell completely took effect. Only so long to get away from the Tower to avoid endangering the other students.
As he raced down the halls and plunged out into the snowstorm his only regret was that he didn't get to say good bye to Duo. At least Duo was now safe, even though the violet eyed boy probably hated him for shouldering the blame, there was no way they could hurt him now. That single thought comforted Heero as he trudged through the snow, barefooted and shivering. He held onto that thought and the memory of the boy he had come to love. Because now, it was all he had.
TBC...
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