Tap, tap, tap a set of footsteps echoed against an opulent marbled floor.
"What now, why do you disturb me for the third time?"
"I do believe we found Him"
The master stood up and chuckled, his laughter at first was soft, quiet almost like a whisper. it began to grow steadily in volume. He suddenly pulled his white hair from his eyes and glared at his butler. "Are certain its him?"
"Well that's the thing we have not gotten any matches in our database"
"Well there's always a dirty way to get results, Send in Dagda"
"T-The Incarnate, but master he's unstable"
"I GAVE YOU A COMMAND YOU WILL OBEY!!!!" The master pounded his fist on his deck, his eyes glowing a bright malicious orange.
"Y-Yes sir" The butler shot with fear, ran out of the room as quickly as his legs could carry him. Once outside of the room he caught his breath before quickly falling to his knees and vomiting. "W-What was that vision? My mythos never shows me my own death, was I really going to die?" tears welled his eyes and he shook his head. He steeled his nerves and stood up drying his eyes and putting on a brave face. "I have a duty" He proudly marched down the hallway. With a trembling body he arrived at a locked door, it was a large imposing steel door, marked from several slashes, cuts, and abrasions but it still proudly stood keeping whatever was behind it, away from the outside world. with trembling hands, the Butler slowly inserted a small medieval key into the lock.
"D-Dagda, I...I...I've come to collect y-you for the master" He spoke his voice as shaky as his hands. He slowly opened the door and a wave of bloodlust slammed into the Butler's chest. He flew backward and slammed into the marbled wall. it cracked under his weight and he slid to the floor. A weird accented voice, threatening and dark echoed from the darkness of the chamber.
"Did I accidentally kill you? On no guess, I won't ever get these accursed chains off" Dagda Kuzunoha the living weapon. He was chained and blindfolded bound by bright silver chains. The butler shook his head and walked into the chamber. Dagda was an oddly beautiful man, one which most couldn't resist. He had messy and rather spiky auburn hair that hung just a hair's breadth further than his nape. numerous scars from several battles dotted his unclothed chest like stars on an astrological map. Dagda tilted his head felt a hand connect with the flesh of his cheek.
"You are nothing but the Master's dog and you will obey, you pull that shit again and he will put you down"
"If he could kill me he already would have, that's why he had me locked up with those godforsaken chains" Dagda chuckled dryly, he smiled his lips receding showing his demonic fangs, resembling anything but human teeth. more closely resembling the fangs of a shark. Click the first of his cuffs had been removed, it fell to the ground and made an echoing ding that resounded within the chamber's walls. The second soon followed, Dagda rubbed his wrists before popping his back.
"not the first and probably not the last time I'll be hung up"
"Just walk Master wants to speak with you!"
"Must be serious, if he wants to talk to me directly" Dagda shoved past the Butler and marched on. He strode proudly through the hallowed halls of the gorgeous mansion, his footsteps heavy and filled with every ounce of negativity that emanated from deep within his soul. standing in front of a large opulent golden door, detailed with several ornate ruby handles, protrusions, and other such opulent affairs. Dagda scoffed and with a tap, the door opened before him.
"So why'd you call me this time?"
"I want you to find the source of this magic, seen in the Seaside town of Gatari. I want whoever that is brought to me alive, do you understand?" The master slammed a file on his desk, keeping his back nearly turned to Dagda. He peered over his shoulder as Dagda read over the file.
"I see, and what do I get in return?" Dagda asked throwing the file back at the master.
"Well for one that pesky Katana of your's what was it the Blade of Amatsu?" The master gave a slight smirk and watched as Dagda's interest was peaked. "Your uniform and a wooden katana will be given to you when you leave, remember I want this person brought to me alive"
"Many thanks oh righteous lord, when do I ship out?"
"Whenever you want!" The master declared with a low chuckle. "once you leave this room one of my Butlers will hand you the items as I mentioned" With a glare the Master left on a sinister note with a haunting final line. "Do not fail me Dagda, or else you will be locked in Hades"
"Lo upon your word it shall be down" Dagda mocked as he shook his head. "I could kill ye with my base release alone"
"Then try it?" The master turned his entire frame coming directly into the light. Long gorgeous angelic white hair, pale porcelain face beautiful in its perfect symmetry, lush full and plump red lips. a pearly white suit completed his pure and beautiful appearance. The master laughed holding out his arms. he was to say the very least he was a beautiful man.
"Well do it strike me down!" With a tilt of his head, the Master chuckled clicking his tongue "What's a matter scared?" He spoke softly as for some inexplicable reason Dagda trembled like a leaf caught in a terrible wind storm. The master grabbed Dagda's shoulder and dug into it with his fingers, He wrapped an arm around Dagda's head and whispered softly.
"This is what separates us" he simply said before pushing Dagda away, Dagda stumbled backward, before falling on his rear. "by all means you may leave"
Dagda quickly ran out of the room, feeling a pit in his gut, it was a mix of negativity and fear. A butler as foretold approached with Dagda's items. his uniform, and a wooden sword. He grabbed them quickly and as he ran down the halls he attempted to put on his uniform while running. the long pant legs tripping him up. he tripped and fell face-first into the ground his poorly bleached pants only halfway up his hips. He stood up and this time took time to properly put on his pants. Next was his Coat and undershirt within seconds it was as if he had become a new man. He didn't look like some random street bum covered in bruises he looked like a true emissary of darkness and an attitude to match. tying the wooden Katana to his hip he pushed open the large front gate.
"Gatari, not far from here," He said eyeing a Motorcycle monitored by a Butler one of the countless in the mansion. "Hey gimme the bike" The butler smiled and nodded handing the keys to Dagda. Dagda mounted the bike and sped off a distinct hum echoed as his bike got further and further.
"Damn that guy is an asshat!!!" Dagda swore as he sped down the road a head full of anger and malice as he continued to think on that embarrassing exchange. "Only makes me want to get this job done quicker!!!" Dagda said cranking the gas as the engine roared.
To Be Continued...