Takeda watched her dissappear, and dropped his head slightly when she reappeared at his side. He didn't take his hand from hers, instead, he let her examine him. She spoke, her voice as sweet as he ever heard.
"Hmm?"
" Different......Then...Lunaris...."
"Why is you different?"
" Sad..."
" Furries and Fleshies so sad....Furries make world better....Boy Furrie is more sadder though...Why is boy Furrie sad? Fleshies are bad...Fleshies must be nice..."
" All cute monsters are dying....Fleshies kill them....Fleshies try to kill Furries....Lunaris take Furries away from Fleshies to keep safe..."
" But Furries fill with hate...Furries want blood...Furries want planet to go away....So be do what Furries want....Furries are good....Lunaris ...is not Furrie....Lunaris....is... Lunaris is soul eater....Is Lunaris Bad?"
"I... am the one that is bad. You are the Scales. The Equalizer. You Are the one that is to judge the world... and if it is worth saving, you save it. I...
I am only a destroyer. A broken timebomb that has no will to destroy. But is programed to do just that. Kill. And only kill. You have transformed... Lunaris... my Faith." He began, taking a step back and falling to his knees, "I was only created to destroy the world. And you were created to finish my job. To do what I cannot. And... to destroy me. My blood runs red, and when you are not transformed, yours does too. We are both morphs. We both have the ability to transform. When we do transform, we have different blood. Yours is silver. Mine is black when I make my first transformation. But I have no second. That is why I am broken. Just as you search for souls to take in your form, I would kill anything in my wake in my form. Yet... I cannot become that. Something changed me long ago."
Takeda looked at her, smiling lightly as he closed his eyes and rose to his feet. Raising his hand infront of his face, he forced his claws to lengthen, his body radiating a tremendous energy and heat. The floor around him began to blacken as a tornado of fire formed around him, rising to conceal the man in its core. It grew larger, the flames coming with in inches of Lunaris before it stopped and began to die down. when the flames vanished, Takeda stood tall. His transformation complete, he was now a black Entei. The traditional colors were distorted, this red mask and gold crown becoming a polished silver, his brown fur a jet black, on his back, the small winglike protrusions became chibi steele wings. The ever present cloud turned black also, becoming his tail. On his paws, the metal claws that were present in his more human state were present instead of the iron shackles. He wasnt as big as the real Entei, but he was definatly a form of the legendary dog pokemon.
"I command the elements of fire and darkness. The black flames are my lifeblood, as well as my sword. The sky is no limit to my domain, and the sea bows to my crossing. At my command, the earth could be cleansed by holy flames... or purged by dare hellfire. Destruction is my art. And I have mastered that art."
He slunk to the ground, a small flame overcame him and he returned to his normal self. He rose weakly to his feet, a look of disgust in his eyes.
"And I cannot hold that form longer. That is where I failed. That is why they didn't kill me. And they thought you'd love me too. Keh. No... Lunaris. You are not bad unless you have a black heart. And you are too caring for that."
He looked into her eyes as best he would. The transformation had made things blurry. The tears he fought back didn't help much either. She was so pure and innocent. She loved everything. She didn't see that he was a waste of air and food. He sat there for a moment, thinking to himself.
"It is better to light one small candle than to curse the darkness..." he said softly, "Thank you for being that candle..."
He bowed to her before he turned to walk away. He had given them enough time... but he was still alive. He just hated fate sometimes.