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1 title:Althena
2 anime:Noir
3 author:Immo (pronounced eye-moe)
4 e-mail: immo@hamena.org
5 rating:uh... R? Rape of small child, a little slashy slashy of the femmey femmey.
6 specifically, Chloe and Kirika, hints on Kirika and Mireille.
7
8 I don't think there's enough Noir fanfics out there, so here's one right at'cha! ;P
9 R/R, give me feedback: comments, complaints, critizism, compliments (hopefully). And
10 please, no flames. I'm a delicate person LoL. This is all from Althena's POV. Go
11 psychotic Kind Mother! Go! :D Oh yeah. Especially dedicated to my friend Talia. All
12 the yuri slash in here is to make her squirm. :D Go LiA!
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15 The sun baked the already dry and cracked earth. Gunfire ripped the silence in the air,
16 punctuated with occasional screams. The girl was oblivious to everything. She was probably the
17 only survivor of this village, born of the original Soldats blood and ideals. Her parents had
18 hidden her in the basement, far, far below, underneath a secret compartment, so when the soldiers
19 raided and burned, she was safe. She had food, and clean water. And a book...
20 She could remember the book by heart, each word engraved into her memory by her parents,
21 religiously reciting each word to her. But now, she can't seem to remember... couldn't seem to
22 remember.
23 Her name was Althena.
24 That was it. Even though her eyes were blank, filmed over by pain and hunger, there was
25 a flicker of an unnatural will to survive could be seen if you looked closely. That was why she
26 was clutching her doll and walking. She had run out of food days ago, and water... there was no
27 more water. Not since the morning. How could she be so thirsty now?
28 Noir...
29 Something she read in the book. A shadow fell over her, and she looked up into the
30 leering face of a man. He picked her up. It was no hard feat, she was light as a feather.
31 "Who are you?" She managed to get the words past her dry, chapped lips.
32 The man grinned, "Soldats."
33 And she learned what Soldats was. An organization that was so deeply integrated into the
34 world, a hidden society that gave power to the ones that headed it. But that was wrong. Wrong.
35 How did she know it was wrong. Something in the book...
36 Her thoughts were more urgent now as the man lay her on the bed. How had they gotten into
37 a house? Can't think about that, must concentrate. Something about the book. She studied the man.
38 Barely a man, his face had just started getting scratchy like papa, when she sat on his lap, her
39 papa's cheek brushing against hers as he read from the book.
40 The man kissed her roughly, her damaged lips cracked agan, bleeding.
41 She turned around to look at the nightstand beside her. He had left his gun there. The
42 man was oblivious as he fumbled with her dress, pushing it up, pulling her underwear down. She
43 might be able to reach the gun... she reached out, then pulled back when she felt an excrutiating
44 pain down there.
45 "You're dry, it hurts more." He grunted.
46 Was it her fault? She didn't know what he was talking about. She was just a girl named
47 Althena. She blinked with pain, each thrust more painful than the next, pain mixed with fear when
48 she saw blood leaking out of her. Was she going to die?
49 Noir...
50 The pain left when she thought of the book.
51 Noir was important. Noir stopped the pain. With that thought in mind, she reached out for
52 the pistol, touching it with trembling fingers, her tiny hands barely wrapped around the barrel
53 of the gun. She had it. That was all that mattered. And she knew how to use it, because she was
54 part of Soldats too. She was Soldats, the original form. Everyone else had died, so she had to
55 continue the legacy.
56 NOIR.
57
58 The word designates the name of destiny from a distant time.
59
60 The two Virgo reign over death.
61
62 May the Black hands over the green field
63
64 Please protect the newly born peace.
65
66 A single gunshot, and the man slumped against her, oozing blood from the tiny neat hole
67 in his temple, she pushed him off with what little strength she had left. Noir. The book. She
68 remembered. She had a mission. Climbing off the bed, she grimaced, the pain there... it hurt.
69 But she had to keep walking. Her life wasn't worth as much as that book, the ideals it held.
70 She knew her role in the book now, she was going to give birth to Noir. She would be the mother
71 of Noir. The Kind Mother. The Garden. The book. Rations were found in the house, the soldier had
72 put this place to use for his own good, and she benefitted from it.
73 'Not unlike a whore being paid for her services,' Althena thought wryly. Finally, she
74 was thinking clearly. With strength renewed from the food and water, she packed up what she
75 could, making only one stop in the village, to her house, back to the secret room, to pick up
76 the book that held those precious ideals of her family, friends, and villages. It was the origin
77 of the Soldats, the true meaning of Soldats. And the way would be shown her, to the green Garden,
78 where everything, everything would come to pass. And Noir would be born, and the corrupted,
79 rotting, ambitious part of Soldats cut off, so the body could live again, better off without that
80 limb. Her journey was fuelled by her hate, her survival was thanks to her hate. Her family had
81 loved her, and it had almost killed her to be stuck in the darkness, alone.
82 If you can kill people with love, Hatred could save them. And she hated. And she
83 survived, collapsing in the inner sanctum of the Garden.
84
85
86 The children came to her at night, one with the look of a hardened criminal, the other,
87 clinging to the criminal like a frightened child. Chloe had been hand-picked and named by
88 Althena herself to become the one half of Soldats that was needed. Chloe was only three when she
89 started her training, a year had passed since her first day here, and Chloe still lacked the
90 coldness, the detachment, and the efficiency of the assasins, the two that made up Noir.
91 "Chloe?" Althena raised an eyebrow. Only seventeen years old, ten years Chloe's elder,
92 she was her 'mother'. The purple-haired girl cringed behind the newcomer. Now Althena looked at
93 this new one.
94 "Where are your parents, child?" Althena asked, not unkindly. "It's late, shouldn't you
95 be going home?"
96 Althena, seldom surprised, *was* surprised when the russet-haired child walked forward,
97 shaking herself free from Chloe's grip, and wrapped her arms around Althena's waist burying her
98 face into the valley of the blonde's blossoming breasts. She took a deep breath, as if trying
99 to inhale as much of Althena's scent as possible, her eyes closed.
100 "I *am* home."
101 All the girl knew was that she was Noir. And Althena saw, that this girl was was very
102 much the same as Chloe and herself. All three of them did not have any parents anymore. Althena
103 could imagine this girl, sitting on the lap of a man, reading from the book. Now Althena, older
104 and wiser, knew that it was called Langon's Manuscript.
105 "What is your name?" Althena tilted the girl's face upwards, and stared into the coffee-
106 brown depths of those eyes.
107 "I have no name."
108 "But we must have something to call you, no? I shall name you now, poor lost child."
109 Althena kissed first one side of the dark-eyed girl's face, then the other. She moved her face so
110 she was looking down at the young girl again, then smiled.
111 "Your name is: Yumura Kirika." Althena bent down, pressing her lips against this young
112 one's, briefly, softly, imparting the name onto the child.
113 "I am Noir." Kirika insisted.
114 Althena motioned Chloe forward, took both their hands, and placed them onto each other.
115 "You two are the True Noir. Never forget that."
116 Chloe smiled at the girl, and gripped her hand firmly. Then they parted, and Chloe began
117 the well-known, almost-prayer. Her hand, like a gun, over her heart, Chloe closed her eyes.
118 "Noir; a name of destiny that has been ordained in the past. Two women who reign over
119 death. The dark spirit, please guide the lost child." The prayer was also a prophecy, so it
120 seemed. The lost child had come home. "Lead the child back from the edge."
121 Kirika closed those soulless eyes, and mimicked Chloe's movements. "A name of destiny
122 that has been ordained in the past. Two women who reign over death," Now Chloe mixed her voice in
123 with Kirika's, in a beautiful harmony, the way it should be said, as two become one: Noir. "May
124 the Black Hands over the newborns please protect the peace."
125 Althena didn't insist on silence at the dinner table. After a prayer sent to The One Who
126 Provided, Chloe dug into her meal enthusiastically. She had been down to the village, she
127 confessed guiltily to Althena. That was how she found Kirika, when Chloe had been ambushed by
128 wild dogs.
129 "The Child came to my rescue," Chloe beamed at Kirika, who looked down at her plate, and
130 continued that slow thoughtful chewing. "Althena, could I stay up a bit longer?"
131 "Chloe, you have to get your rest. Tommorrow, you will continue your exercises. Alone."
132 Althena stated calmly.
133 "But Kirika-chan is here--"
134 "She has a test set out for her. She will deliver a letter to the Boquet family."
135 Althena's eyes hardened. Her influence in Soldats had greatly arisen since she stirred the embers
136 of Noir, claiming she will bring Noir to the use of Soldats. If only they knew... The Boquet
137 family had refused to give their child into her care, had refused calmly. One more chance, one
138 more refusal, and their family, including their precious daughter, would cease to exist forever.
139 Kirika was shown her room after she had a bath, and the girl climbed into bed obediently.
140 Althena tucked the girl in, with Chloe standing beside her. When the blonde turned to leave,
141 Chloe pulled on her robe, protesting.
142 "You didn't give her a kiss goodnight!" The innocence was laughable, but Althena only
143 smiled fondly at Chloe, before moving back and placing a kiss on Kirika's forehead. After tucking
144 Chloe in, and surrendering a hug and a kiss to the insistant girl, the teen hurried to her study.
145 Taking out her ink bottle, and a quill, she quickly started on the letter. The elegeant writing
146 spun out into words that pressed the point, and hid a threat, like a sheathed sword. When Althena
147 was done, she read it over, satisfied, and waited for the ink to dry. Then, she folded the paper,
148 and tucked it into an envelope. Dropping a bit of wax on it from her reading candle, she stamped
149 it with the seal of Soldats. Tommorrow morning, Kirika would be sent off to Italy. The way would
150 be made clear.
151 "Are you ready?" Althena asked the child. She nodded solemnly, dressed in over-sized
152 overalls, and a white t-shirt. One strap of the overall kept slipping off. The sky was a gray
153 blurr, not really sunrise, not really night.
154 "Sinners never regather after death, while the sin itself never fades away, Love too,
155 shall never disappear. The recluse has once again given in. Soldats' blood is absorbed by the
156 wilderness, and flows into the body. Both hands of Soldats are two Maidens. The hand of love
157 which can carry the sin. The hand of darkness which can be held out. Noir." Kirika said solemnly.
158 "Good." Althena nodded, again stunned by this girl. Chloe only remembered a little bit
159 of that. She bent down to fold up Kirika's pant legs for her. There was no time to hem them, one
160 of the villagers would come to pick her up soon.
161 "Where is Chloe?" Kirika's voice was soft.
162 "She isn't coming. She isn't ready for this."
163 The eyes flashed angrily. "Two are one. The Sword of Darkness which can be used by
164 Soldats. Both hands of Soldats. That is Noir."
165 Althena looked at the girl, bemused. Then she turned around, knowing that Chloe was
166 hiding behind one of the pillars. She had heard the girl stumbling about, her idea of quiet was
167 not quiet at all.
168 "Chloe, come out."
169 Chloe stepped out meekly.
170 "Would you like to go with your partner?"
171 The furious nod of her head told her there was no seperating these two. Althena could see
172 someone approaching, the head of the village, walking through the vineyard towards the trio.
173 "Go then." Chloe was already running towards the man eagerly, her eyes bright with
174 excitement. Her first task! With her partner! Kirika made her way, not too slow, but not too
175 fast.
176 "Child,"
177 Kirika stopped to turn around and look at Althena.
178 "Give them three days within the receiving of the letter. If they do not comply.."
179 Althena trailed off, knowing that Kirika would know what to do. The child was precocious, and
180 alien to her. But she was her child now, and Althena could grow to love her, and care for her as
181 she has for Chloe.
182 "Althena! Althena!" Chloe had run back, and flung herself into the woman's arm, trusting
183 that the blonde would catch her, and wasn't disappointed. She looked up, her eyes were shining.
184 "I'll be back soon!"
185 Kirika hugged Althena around her leg, so there was two children clinging to her, and the
186 blonde finally let herself laugh, and loved her children.
187
188
189 After that first mission, it had seemed as if Chloe had miraculously grown up. Althena
190 still couldn't believe how Chloe had blossomed into a young woman so quickly. The expectations
191 put on her weren't difficult anymore, and the killer in her emerged. There was still that child-
192 like glee, that energy that was poured into her work. And Althena, smiling secretively, believed
193 that Chloe might have a crush on Kirika. As if little blushing glances, and slightly touching
194 hands, hadn't hinted Althena to this! Poor Chloe though, the blonde sensed that Kirika had no
195 clue on the feelings and just loved her as a sister and a partner.
196 "Althena?" Chloe had taken to reading up on Landon's Manuscript, memorizing and eating up
197 every word, using her brain as much as she used her muscles when she trained. The girl was
198 twirling a dagger in her hands, and Althena gave a disapproving look. Chloe grinned sheepishly,
199 and tucked the weapon into her cloak.
200 "Now, what is it?" Althena came up behind the girl, placing a hand on Chloe's shoulder.
201 "When will Kirika come back?"
202 It had been a long time. But letters would come in today, the Soldats watching over her
203 will report soon.
204 There was a brief silence, before Chloe blurted out, "I love her."
205 Some things that Althena didn't even know about was revealed by a furiously blushing
206 Chloe. How the girl had, one night many years ago, snuck into the other girl's room. How Chloe
207 would kiss her, how Kirika held her, how they slept so innocently together, and how much Chloe
208 loved her.
209 "Have you told her?"
210 Chloe shook her head.
211 "Maybe you should. When she gets back."
212 Chloe nodded doubtfuly, then her eyes stared out the window, and she whooped with glee,
213 springing out of her chair. A lone figure was making her way towards them.. Althena followed the
214 purple-haired girl slowly, made her way to the front door to greet the brunette. Instead, she
215 found that it wasn't Kirika at all. It wasn't even a she. The village leader was there with a bag
216 of letters, and Chloe was tearing through them like she was a demon on fire.
217 "Chloe!" Althena was alarmed by the lack of control that Chloe was showing.
218 "No! She's in trouble, she should've been back by now!" Chloe paused to say, then
219 continued ripping through the letters. The villager bowed to Althena, before hurrying back to his
220 village, Chloe's wrath was apparent, and it was dangerous to all.
221 Althena let the young woman's grief and fear play out. Soon, she would stop. And she did.
222 At one letter.
223 "No."
224 Althena felt her heart stop at that one syllable. Something had happened to Kirika. What
225 did the letter say?
226 "No!"
227 The piece of paper was flung down, and Chloe ran past Althena, back into the house. She
228 knew no amount of calling would bring the girl to her side.
229 'Taken her... our better judgement... three... inner trees... different light and
230 water... Mireille Boquet--' She stopped reading the letter now. The trial called for three. So,
231 they were suspicious of her motives and were planning to throw a kink in her plans. No matter.
232 Kirika was alive, and so was Chloe, and that was all that mattered. These two were the Chosen
233 Two, blessed by the Kind Mother's hand.
234 "Chloe?" Althena searched the house, and finally found the girl in the chapel, sprawled
235 in front of the altar, forcing words out between wracking sobs, and attacking the steps to the
236 altar with a clenched fist.
237 "People--amongst people," Althena made out the words between the sobs and hiccups. "Love
238 amongst... Love," At this point, Chloe raised her head and howled to the heavens, her tear-filled
239 eyes filled with absolute hatred for the ones who would steal her other half away from her. "Sin
240 amongst sin... She is my sin! GIVE HER BACK TO ME!!"
241 She collapsed back on the steps, sobbing. Althena rushed to Chloe, gathering the girl up
242 into her arms.
243 "Poor Chloe," Althena whispered, as the hot tears burned through the fabric of her robe.
244 "Poor Chloe... my child, I love you so much."
245 "Althena!" Chloe clung tighter to the woman. "Althena!"
246 "My poor child," Althena squeezed her eyes shut, keeping her own rage tamped down, as
247 memories flooded her, the war within Soldats, the murder of her parents, the dark place that she
248 hid in, how she was so afraid in there, so afraid. How she starved and thirsted. How she was
249 raped. How she encountered so many deeds done by the hands of men to each other... and how she
250 put all these instances away as fuel for her smoldering rage.
251 "Love can kill people, Chloe." Althena kept her voice even. "Hatred can save them." Her
252 hate for Soldats, for people, for the things they stood for. To wipe them out with her hatred, to
253 cleanse the world with that pure fire and the two maidens that made up Noir. They shall be her
254 sword of darkness. And her, Althena. She will be the body who has cut off the diseased hands, and
255 attaching the new pair of hands on, the two maidens that will make up the hands of Soldats,
256 called Noir. She will be Soldats and bring back the lost origins of this organization.
257
258
259 Watching Kirika walk up towards her, she felt her heart open up again. There was a small
260 smile on Kirika's face, a flash of guarded recognition in her eyes. This was what should've
261 happened those years ago, too long, too long ago. Kirika should have walked up the path, instead
262 of the man who carried the letter.
263 Chloe held her little dessert fork, the most precious treasure she had in her possession,
264 and she looked up, seeing Kirika walking through the grapevines. Too long. It had been too long.
265 And she had found her way home. Chloe had barely gone inside the house since the day one of the
266 villagers reported that Kirika had found the way. The Grand Retour.
267 Kirika stopped several good feet away from the steps up to the house. And Althena gave a
268 smile, and descended slowly. Kirika still had that soft gentle smile on her face, and fell into
269 Althena's arms, breathing in the woman's scent. Remembering her, yet not remembering. Althena
270 felt the rage flare up, then tamped it down again. The Child would not remember everything that
271 had happened here, the happiness that they shared together, the three of them.
272 "Welcome back." Althena stroked the top of Kirika's head.
273 Her voice was emotionless, but it sent a thrill of joy running through Althena's very
274 being. "I'm home."
275 A tour of the household only brought her sorrow. Althena could see that Kirika wanted to
276 remember, but whatever they had done to her... it prevented her from remembering. Chloe had, at
277 first followed along, then got angry and left when Kirika didn't remember, or couldn't answer
278 questions from the past.
279 "Are you Althena?"
280 Althena smiled to hide her sorrow. It was too much not to be remembered by her child. But
281 she couldn't blame Kirika.
282 "Yes."
283 Questions were asked, and Althena would answer lightly, truthfully, but every question
284 weighed her down, made her sick with anger. How could they do this to Kirika?
285 What finally lifted her heart, was when Althena found Kirika in the library, poring over
286 Langon's Manuscript.
287 "The Two Hands of Soldats are two Maidens." Althena broke into a smile. "The Dark Hand
288 which can be held out with motherly love while carrying the burden of sins. Noir."
289 Althena walked forward to encircle Kirika from behind with her arms.
290 "If one can kill people with love, Hatred can also save people." Althena added. "That's
291 how I believe."
292 "Yes." Unquestioning obedience.
293 "Thank goodness you've returned."
294 Althena looked at the picture in the book, knowing how much she loved this young girl
295 like a daughter, looking at the picture of the Kind Mother, with both hands on the two Maiden's
296 heads, the Maidens knows as Noir. Althena closed the book and put it back on the shelf, then
297 lead the unprotesting girl to her room, where she was tucked in, and given a kiss goodnight.
298 Althena talked softly about the ritual happening tommorrow, and got up to leave, when Kirika
299 called her back urgently.
300 "Ah, Althena!"
301 There was more emotion in that voice then in the whole time since she had arrived. She
302 turned to look at the girl, pausing to listen to what she had to say.
303 "Uh..." The brunette seemed to be at loss for words.
304 "What's wrong?" The blonde encouraged. Kirika looked embarassed, and stared down at her
305 coverlet.
306 "Good night."
307 Althena smiled. "Good night."
308 Althena made her way to Chloe's room, to find the girl, just sneaking in through the
309 window. She smiled in that apologetic, sheepish way that she was bound to do.
310 "You were eaves-dropping?"
311 "I wanted to listen to you two talking again. The both of you did that a lot, back in
312 the days when we were all together, when me and Kirika were small." Chloe
313
314
315 Chloe was dead, she knew it as soon as it had happened, her childish spirit had come to
316 say goodbye, blowing out the candle that symbolized herself. There were two left. But these two
317 did not fit into the plan at all.
318 And Kirika had her gun pointed to her. A second time. And it hurt to have your child
319 point the gun towards you, but she kept her calm resolve. She could still make this work.
320 "Go ahead and shoot." Althena said gently. "Or your friend will die. Yes, many lives
321 have been lost, by your own hands. Are you now saying that you will make their deaths
322 meaningless?"
323 People died to make Noir what it was, the training included spilt blood.
324 "You should know as well. You are Noir." Althena saw Kirika's hand quiver. 'Kill me,
325 Kirika. Or else I would have worked for nothing. Be Noir.'
326 "Born with sin, raised with sin..." Althena closed her eyes and forged onwards. "A
327 superior being who reigns over death. Your only way of life lies here."
328 She kept on talking. Saw Kirika hesitate and mull over her words...
329 "Now, pull the trigger. Kill me and live on as the true Noir."
330 Althena felt her moment of glory, when the brunette's finger pressed lightly on the
331 trigger, not enough to fire, just touching it. Then, the grip loosened, the arms slackened.
332 Althena's eyes narrowed, knowing that Kirika would not shoot and she looked at Mireille. That
333 girl. That was why her hate was now just a fire consuming only Althena, not the people who
334 needed the cleansing flames. Her gun fired.
335 And Kirika flung herself in front of her friend. Denounced all claims to Noir. And
336 accepted the name given to her by Althena, and the identity that Mireille gave her. She was, and
337 always will be an individual known as Yumura Kirika. And she charged at Althena, pushing her
338 over, to the flames below.
339 'I've got a hold!' Althena's mind cried out in triumph. She had not managed to fall yet.
340 She could yet pull herself, and the girl clinging on to her, upwards. But now the truth was
341 told. She lived a lie, she hated and hated and scorched only herself and the only ones she
342 loved. Chloe was dead. Kirika's wound, not treated quickly, would be a festering death wound.
343 And in Kirika's eyes, she saw the philosophy that had been given to her, the opposite of what
344 Althena had tried to instill into her young charges. 'Love certainly can kill people. However,
345 don't forget: Hatred, can never save people.'
346 Her hand slipped. And Althena fell, Kirika stayed up, held up by the Boquet's only
347 daughter. She admired Mireille. To be able to forgive the person who took away your family from
348 you must have taken a lot of strength. Althena let go of the fire that burned within her and
349 wished the two good luck in the future, blessing them for finding each other, loving, helping,
350 and never abandonning each other along the path. She wished that she could be forgiven, and one
351 day, she would go to that place where Chloe would be waiting for her, wherever death may take
352 her, and one day, she hoped not soon, she would see Kirika there with Mireille. And she could
353 learn what it was like to love without hate.
354 She could almost see, as if from a bird's eye view, the two girls weeping together,
355 clutching each other close.
356 "I thought I lost you," Merielle hugged the girl close. Kirika hissed in pain, and the
357 blonde loosened her grip. "Did I hurt you?"
358 "Don't hate me, I can't stand it if you hate me." The tears were from another pain,
359 poor child. Merielle looked at Kirika, incredulous. Then she rained kisses on her face, hugged
360 her tight again, the tears came down stronger now.
361 "I can't hate you. I never could. I don't think I ever would,"
362 Althena moved away from the scene, and she stood in the library, at her desk. Langon's
363 Manuscript lay open, and Althena reached out and tried to touch the book. She wasn't all that
364 disappointed when she couldn't.
365 'Hm. I forgot to blow out the candle here.' Althena leaned over, and with a puff of
366 ghostly air, the room plunged into darkness.
367
368
369 Notes: Well, hoped you like it, remember, an artist lives off the comments they get from their
370 readers. Well, they live off the money that the readers pay them for their best-selling book...
371 but I'm not at that stage yet. Soon, soon... let us all hope. Hamena.org has some of my work,
372 mostly Sailor Moon fanfics. (H&M slash. I like slash. Its fun.)
373
374 P.S. Merielle is hot, Kirika rules, Chloe (I call her fork girl) is just too funny, and
375 Althena is, once again, the psychotic Kind Mother that everyone loves and would want to have.
376
377 P.P.S Faith from Buffy the Vampire Slayer is wicked cool! She is the only reason I watch BtVS,
378 and she should be YOUR only reason too. ;) Five by five, everyone? Five by five.