Sing Like a Caged Bird

Chapter 1: Quick! Hyde!

A futuristic fairy tale of Hyde and the princess.

This is a fairy tale in the future. The members of J-rock bands are the good guys. They lead these packs, well . . . you'll see. But I respect Megumi and all the other lovers of the band members of J-rock very much. Also, this story mostly surrounds Larc and then Hyde and the princess of our story. Wait and see.
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The sun was blazing and scorched everything with its last breath of life. Clouds floated in the air like blood soaked cotton balls that were all strewn out in little groups. The pillars stood strong and tall with the temple above them. The shadows were cast long as the bloody sky gave the evening it's true purpose a perfect foreshadow. The desert earth lead on for miles, with only wind to greet lonely travelers.
And then a loud crunch went through the shadowed chamber of pillars. He cursed himself for a moment and sunk low to the ground. His body was covered in black leather and his helmet was like a biker's except black all over. His hips and arms had holsters strapped on. Guns of all sizes and assortments were in them. His large pockets held bullets and more ammo. His gloved hands reached into his holsters and clutched the cool metal.
He'd never seen a blade of grass in his life. He longed to see that life. That greenery. He wanted to feel it in his hands and taste the sent on his tongue. He wanted to feel the blue seas wash over his skin. But by doing this, he'd be at least one step closer. He was going to help the world be blue and green again. He ground his teeth together and heard the guards move towards him. He then smiled as they spoke.
English. Americans. Easy targets. They shot every where. He himself was Japanese. His eyes weren't exactly the usual chocolate of the Japanese. Instead, his were dark Hazel. He smiled as he walked out with only his hands in the air. The Americans laughed as he pointed his fingers at them as if they were all children in a fake fight. He started to laugh.
The Americans were sorta freaked out, but they kept they're distance. What the hell was this guy doing? They slowly circled him and cuffed his hands. He laughed even more. One of the men reached for the 44. oh no. He wouldn't have any of that. He banged his helmet into the man's head. I'm not really prejudice, he thought as he kicked all of their asses with only his legs and head. It was just the fact that they were. They had attacked his people. His home clan. So that's why they were KO'd and he was walking out with his now un-cuffed hands. He was an escape artist as well as martial artist. His artistic hands indeed found their way around the black guns. He could hear the prayer sounding through the halls. The people were lined up in the seats of the temple to their God of high power. It was a fable, and he knew it along with the rest of the world. He hid behind one of the pillars before the guards saw him. He took a deep breath and waited with his Hazel eyes closing. He could feel their energy surround the place. It was just floating. And then it returned to the statue at the end of the room. His senses saw the object as a large cross with a man on it, hanging. Ah . . . their God's prophet. He shook his head. Their god had split into several beings before. They worshiped all four gods. He sighed and let his eyes open. He hated to do this to innocent people. So he decided to kill only the ones with a uniform on. He crouched low again. And then jumped into the air. About fifteen feet and he kicked his way to the side. He spotted the guards as they looked at him with the look of 'WTF?'. He smiled and shot each of them with his guns. The people were rushed to the safe rooms.
The preist was huffing and frightened, but stayed in place. His dark brown hair covered almost all of his head. He growled and lifted his fist into the air. The preist soon held a lightening bolt and thrust the purple figure at the intruder. Wrong move. He fell to the ground before the sacred lightening could hit. The priest clasped his hands together.
"Get the Intruder!" he yelled. The guards lined the rows looking for the man.
"He's not here . . . ." said a man. His face went slack when they heard a low thud. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as the man in black ran from behind him into the others. This was the battalion that had attacked. And that priest had lead them. He yelled as he swept more guns out and shot them. They of course had shot several times before. But our man in black had been trained all his life. He dodged every one. He saw a man with a bayonet and shot him at once. He ran along the walls as lightening tried to get his feet. He grabbed the bayonet and launched it at the priest. The priest got a decent hair cut along with robe loss. He struggled to breath as he was pinned to the wooden statue.
"You, old man." he said in English. "I'm going to murder you. You murdered my people. And I shall murder you. Time to die Preist Jude."
"Stop! Killing me, won't do you any good!" he yelled, his cruel blue eyes growing wide.
"Sure it will. I'll feel a hell of a lot better in the morning."
He smiled and started to get a hidden dagger from his boots. He sliced through the priest's hidden armor and prepared to stab him in the heart. The only way to kill one of these damn priests.
"Hyde!" yelled a man from behind. Another dressed in black. Hyde was distracted. The black helmet shook to Hyde. "It's against orders" yelled the man. He spoke in Japanese. The priest threw Hyde away with another strike of lightening.
He ran into a hall as two other men in black tried to get him. He shut a large marble door. They heard a loud boom and then silence. Hyde cursed and hit the wooden statue. He had almost killed him. The large statue was unstable though. One of the men started to squeal.
"Hyde!! get out of there!" he yelled.
"Tetsu! I'm working on it!" Hyde yelled as the massive staue fell, crashing in many splinters. Hyde was a few inches away from it. He sighed against the nearest pillar for a few minutes. He heard the rest of his friends move.
"Um, Hyde, aren't you coming?" the one known as Tetsu asked, rubbing Hyde's shoulders. There was a great staircase behind the statue. Hyde looked at it as they ascended it.
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She sat there. She scanned the room. There had been gunshots. Something really bad had happened. She smiled and damned the priest to hell and pressed her ear against the wall. She might as well die in here though. She sat against the door and sighed. It was all worth it though. She smiled as she remembered the gun shots. Surely that bastard preist had died. She closed her eyes and and fell onto the floor. And then she heard something coming through the passageway. Her heart pounded as she ran for the swords on the back wall. The priest was still alive! She was going to kill the man now. She scrunched her face up. Ready? Steady? GO!
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Hyde ran up to Yukihiro, who was leading.
"Where does this lead up to?" Hyde asked in his native language. Yukihiro shrugged.
"Maybe they're armory." he said. Hyde sighed and looked to Ken's person.
"Don't look at me. Maybe the preist was really weird with sadistic pleasures, ya know?" he asked, nudging Hyde's arm. Hyde knew Ken was smiling perversely.
They started to approach this door. It held two green lamps on either side. Dragons and gods were carved into the black metal. In the center was a key hole. Inscriptions lied the flat spaces and were in every language.
"Well, um . . . here's Japanese." said Tetsu in his usual cheery voice. He smiled and started to read it.
"To pass beyond this door you must have the blessing of our God. Thus all four must be precise in their discussion. A weapon of great harm will break upon this world if set free. Open under the almighty ones' power." he read.
"Are you sure you read that right?" Hyde asked.
"Yeah."
"But the American tribes are monotheistic. They only worship the ultimate creator God. Wouldn't it be One's?"
"Sure, but read it yourself. Ones'. Plural possessive."
Hyde looked at it. Tetsu was right.((note: I think it would be different if they had plural possessive noun than a singular possessive. Yeah. Sorry. I think I'm right. But then again. I think I'm really freaking wrong.)) Hyde sighed and looked at the lock.
"Oh yeah, that is fake." Tetsu said poking at the lock. It sounded hollow.
"How'd you know?" Ken asked, placing his hands on his hips.
"Haven't you seen his model car collection? He'd know plastic from metal any time." Yukihiro said, sticking his hips out. Tetsu smiled at him before taking his butterfly edge knife out and picking the lock off. Behind it was a number pad. He smiled. Hyde watched his friends as they messed with the numbers. It was always fun like this. They laughed at one of Ken's Hentia jokes. They door gave a jerk and started to open. The four of them laughed as they prepared for the best arsenal in the entire Temple.
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WHACK!!!!!
She stood there breathing in deeply as she hefted the large steel staff above the Priest.
"Die you Son of a –" She yelled and then looked at the man who lay on the floor. The priest wouldn't wear black leather. She heard him mumble as she walked forward. Hmm. . . well, at least he was wearing a helmet. She pulled the helmet off and saw dark hazel eyes glaring up at her. His hair was dark, sort of brown, but sort of blond. She angled her head. What was he? He was really pretty. And hot. Then she heard the language of the Japanese clan. She turned her head to see more of the men. A raid?
<"Who's this?"> asked Tetsu.
<"Dunno"> replied Yukihiro.
<"Whoever she is, she sure did knock the hell out of Hyde. And she has a nice ass."> replied none other than Ken. She looked to them with wide green eyes.
<"She's looks like a rabbit."> Tetsu said, laughing at Ken's later words.
<"What the hell is so funny? She's damn strong! That really hurt!"> Hyde yelled, rubbing his head. At least she hadn't killed him. He looked at his helmet. Sure killed it. She looked at them for a moment and started to back away. The room was full of books and scrolls, but she was backing up for the weapon's rack.
Hyde watched the young woman inch slowly backwards. She wasn't all that bad. Probably taller than him by a few inches, like everyone else was, but really pretty. In an average type way. Or unusual. Her hair was dark brow. Her eyes were forest green, glowing green. Her features were sharp like the Celtic warriors he'd read of in his horror novels. They had been in the background history of vampire legends. Her legs were long but muscular as was her lean torso. Her arms were riddled with muscles, but not too much. Just enough to be woman and still be strong. Her clothes consisted of a dress that clung to her body. And went only to her knees. It was tied at the shoulders. Beneath the black fabric she wore these really tight shorts. Then she stood up and ran for the swords.
She could hear gunfire as she grabbed the Katana. She darted around the room and jumped into the air. She drew her sword and sliced clean though three bullets. And the helmet.
"Look. Don't mess with me. I thought he was the preist, okay?!" she yelled. "I mean no harm to you. Just let me go. My name is Hecate." she said, still holding the sword at Hyde's head. Hyde stared at her for a moment.
<"Yo, Hyde, what does she mean?"> asked Tetsu, bending down.
<"Business,"> Hyde said. He slowly stood. He nodded and lowered his gun. So dd the rest of them did the same. Hecate smiled and put the sword down. She looked at the three others.
"Can you please take your helmets off?" she asked. Tetsu squealed with joy and did so. His hair was dark and wild. It splayed in the direction away from his head. Yukihiro did so as well. His face was slender and oval. His blond hair was artificially colored, but suited him, even if it did reach his thighs. Ken released his head from his helmet and his black hair was all natural. He had an angular face and hair that was straight and jagged at the ends.
"So, Can I go free?" Hecate asked.
"No." Hyde said.
"But!" Hecate started.
"But, what? You're from your clan whose men were just killed. Aren't you the least bit . . . I don't know PISSED?!?!?!" Hyde asked. She shook her head and sat on the balls of her feet.
"I wish them all be lost and condemned. They locked me in here. And demanded that I link them with the one God. I told them, but the Priest wouldn't have it." Hecate said, acting like it was everyday things.
"Did he ever try to . . ." Ken asked, with a smile curling his lips. Hecate shot him a warning look and then smiled. She stood and stretched her arms past her head.
"He wanted to, but thank the Gods that he didn't." she said. Hyde watched her. She moved like a fairy. She would make a great martial artist., he thought. She turned to them and smiled.
"So, can I go?" she asked. Hyde looked to his friends. They nodded. Hecate no longer had the swords in her hands.
"Hecate, you don't realize what the door says did you?" Hyde asked.
"No. Why?" Hecate asked innocently.
<"Cuffs."> Hyde said. Hecate's eyes widened as realization hit like butter being thrown at the wall.
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Well. When you see the < or > that means they're speaking in Japanese. Hope you enjoyed. And next time, Hecate will be taken to the city in which Hyde and his friends live. It moves by the way. Cool, right? You'll get it all more often sooner or later. so. Time for me to go write more.