Crisis's Story

Crisis

Things were shifting in the world outside; and, as was natural for Crisis, he only found out that a Devilish plan was in motion because the gears had begun to creak ominously. Crisis starved for information like a lightning storm without rain. He was as hot and dry as radiation, and as incensed as balsamic vinegar. Luckily, the cobwebs that filled his invisible mind hung tightly on the rusting clock of Hell's designs.

The madness blossomed before Crisis arose to feast. Not all madness required Crisis's hand. True to his name, for puns are the game of the crazy, he searched for the agent with the mind most in crisis. Like a spider, he began to weave. He was a vampire for the confusion of others.

Slow is the glorious panoply of dawn, and slow is the onset of madness. To assert himself fully would arouse suspicion. Crisis whispered to Deon, pretending to be one of Deon's own thoughts. "Illusion keeps looking at me suspiciously. I don't trust her. She looks like she will attack me at any moment. I must be careful."

Crisis waited to see how this intrusion would change Deon's train of thought, ready to manipulate further if need be.

"Illusion keeps looking at me suspiciously. I don't trust her. She looks like she will attack me at any moment. I must be careful."

Deon strode straight down to the front of the Hall, and sat down the front, gaining a few glances and murmurs about him. It almost seemed like some of the observers knew him, but they couldn't know him, not personally anyways. He sat down, a sigh escaping his lips. He observed the ceremony, until a certain blond maniac took the spotlight. He looked away for a second, but was immediately drawn back when he realised something was odd. Instead of having a Human onstage, Illusion herself was up there. She looked different, most likely the fact that she looked, well, for lack of better words, she looked sane. It was odd, and her expression was unreadable aside from a dominant seriousness. Deon was pretty darn worried.

"Hello there, my fellow Exorcists, both young and old, both veterans and the new ones, it is my official honor to both invite and welcome you to this semester here at the central Academy for the Warrior's of the Divine Light. Now, as you've all heard, there's been a large amount of recent activity going on in the outside world. Yes, those of you that have trained enough will be allowed to go out on Exorcisms and Missions, scouting, hunting, exorcising, and the like. Now, before I move on, I'd like to hear how much excitement is pumping through your veins".

As if on cue, and like they'd been pumped with steroids and marijuana, the crowd surrounding Deon lunged upwards as one, yelling and screaming like maniacs, aside from the quieter ones and the veterans, of course. The clamor lasted for a good few minutes, causing Deon great annoyance. After all, he could be at the Dorm Cooking or setting up his room, maybe even trying to sort his own mental bullshit out. It also didn't help that he had a group of seven voices laughing at the Exorcists around him. When the noise subsided and the idiotic zealots sat down, Illusion spoke again, a hint of deviousness in her eyes.

"Glad to see that you're all happy and ready to join our... prestigious organisation, and hopefully become a beacon of light in this time of darkness. Alas, my time on this stage is nearing it's end, as I have very pressing matters to attend to. If you have any questions, feel free to ask an older Exorcist or a Teacher. For now, my name is Alexandria Demonia, and it is my very own please and honor to welcome you to the Warrior's of the Divine Light's main program!".

The surprising amount of charisma that Illusion had displayed would most likely be a major shock to those whom had labeled her as insane or crazy, and if you thought she was stupid, think again. Deon caught sight of her grin, and she locked eyes with him for a moment, before turning away fully and leaving the Hall. Deon glared at her as she vanished behind the curtain, and he was sure she was up to something. His attention shifted to a young man striding up the sta- 'Ouch. That would've hurt a little bit'. He observed as the man scrambled to get himself together, and while everyone else laughed, he just watched. This kid was obviously different from the others in the Hall, for starters he didn't look like an idiot, and he looked like he was joining the WDL because it was the right thing to do. Deon sat through the rest of the assembly, but the thought kept coming back to him.

"Illusion keeps looking at me suspiciously. I don't trust her. She looks like she will attack me at any moment. I must be careful."

Deon shook his head. Illusion was slightly unnerving, sure, but she wouldn't actually attack him, would she? After all, if she did, Arthur would probably murder her. Deon laughed on the inside, banishing the thought as a simple idiotic rambling that he'd thought up when he was listening to his music earlier. He laughed in his head again, before Kane finished his speech and headed offstage. Moreso, he was dragged offstage, and this time Deon couldn't stop himself from letting out a little chuckle.

"He's kinda funny, ya know that? But in an Innocent way".

Deon's eyes widened and he looked around, before realising who'd spoken. Well, telepathy isn't really classified as speaking, is it? Deon had no idea, but suddenly another voice in his head decided to answer his questions for him.

"Yes, Telepathy is well known as one of the most common ways to communicate between Demons and Humans, Demons and Demons, and Humans and Humans".

"Did you really have to give me that much info, Luci?".

"Yeah, that was kinda... overwhelming, dontcha think, Sis?".

"Well, since I'm the eldest, I'm smarter than all of you! So shut it!".

"I think Luci's overcompensating for something".

"No I'm not!".

And suddenly all seven of the voices were going off in his head at once. He rubbed his forehead, knowing that they wouldn't stop bickering until he banished them, but he had to say that in order to get them out, and even then they could still pop up every now and then. Lucifer, Satan and Asmodeus were gonna be screwing around for a long time, and Deon was a bit pissed off about it. He tried his best to ignore it, but in the end he managed to shut them all up by shouting. Telepathically, of course.

"This is gonna be a looooong day".



Illusion was humming as she left the Academy's Hall. She grinned at the passersby and winked at some of males she walked past. She was thinking nondescript thoughts to herself when she rounded a certain corner and bumped into a young man. He quickly apologised, being fairly timid and squeaky, and that was before he noticed who it was that was helping him pick up papers. He leaped back quickly, apologising like there was no tomorrow, or like there wouldn't be a tomorrow if he didn't apologise fast enough. Illusion laughed lightly, and put a finger to the young man's lips. The man silenced himself, an audible and visible gulp emanating from his throat. It was obvious that he was scared out of his wits, and normally Illusion would've enjoyed toying with him, but something had changed. Illusion herself thought it was... odd, to say the least, but she was more preoccupied with calming the man before her, giving him his papers and speaking with him quickly.

"So what are those Papers, anyway?". Illusion asked this out of curiosity, and the man adjusted his glasses, and Illusion allowed her powers to creep into his heart. Before he could reply, she stepped forwards, passing him. As he turned, she winked and gave him a single comment.

"Congratulations on your Child, Mister Johnstone". Before the man could reply, Illusion had already completed her turn on the corner, waving away his stuttered 'thank you's and boarding her vehicle. She giggled slightly and pulled out her phone, dialing a number. "Yes, inform them that I'll be present at the Council Meeting shortly. Mhm, I'll be on my way".





"Heh, that Assembly was boring as always. I mean, come on. We already know the rules and stuff. The one thing that got me was Illusion's charisma. Where the fuck did it come from? She's insane, isn't she?".

"She's good at keeping up her facade's, Illusion. You should be more careful around her, just in case she's more dangerous than she looks".

"I KNOW that she's more dangerous than she looks, Mokou. I can feel it, you can feel it, and so can the Girls".

"Just... be careful. We're so damn close to getting your memories back that if we screwed up now, you might not ever get a good chance again".

"I know".

By the time Deon had left both the Hall and the Courtyard, it had started to rain a little bit. He looked up and sighed, observing the Limousine driver beckon him over, a gesture which he ignored with a certain one-finger salute and a twist of his heel. He rolled his shoulders to alleviate some pain and strode towards the Dorms, more importantly, his Dorm. He walked at an even pace, but he started to speed up when the rain started pounding down more heavily onto his shoulders and head. He laughed a little bit inside as he remember the look on the face of the Limo Driver when he'd given him the bird, and he assumed that the other two were already boarding the Limousine and heading towards the Dorms themselves. He figured that he'd arrive early and cook something up for them, since he already needed enough stuff for himself and the Girls. He grinned slightly as he remember when he'd first met them after losing his memories.



Deon's POV -

"WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO HIT ME? COME ON, IS THAT IT!? YOU USED TO BE SO STRONG, NOW YOU'RE SO WEA- Oh crap!".

Lucifer wasn't able to finish her sentence due to being punched in the gut with the force of a condensed fighter-jet. She grimaced in pain and flew back a few meters, finally realising that taunting her opponent was still her old Master, and her current master, aside from his memory loss. And that meant that no matter what, he'd be able to beat her. She pulled herself up to her feet and swayed slightly, feeling the blood from her cuts drip off of her and hit the ground. The boy, or moreso the man before her held his blade to her neck, and his eyes were cold as the ice that made up the arctic circle.

"You are a Demon, therefore you're evil. You serve the Devil, and I will destroy you".

"You mean you really have no memories of who I am?".

"No. From what I've gathered so far is that your name is Lucifer, you have six sisters each representing a Cardinal Sin".

"You're so thick sometimes. It annoyed me so much before, and it still does".

"W-What?".

"I meant exactly what I said. And if you really can't remember, then you won't be expecting this!".

Before Deon could react, something sharp and dangerously pointy was headed straight towards him, aimed at his heart. He dodged just in time, but it still nicked his ribs and kept going. He gasped and spun around, only facing the silver spear of light that was a milimeter away from his face.

*CRACK*

Deon's eyes widened as he felt whatever it was penetrate his chest cavity, slicing straight through his heart and continuing on it's path. He staggered for a few miliseconds and then realised that he now had a massive hole through his chest. No. A massive hole through his goddamn HEART. He clutched at his chest as the pain hit him, but something was wrong. Shouldn't a hole through the heart kill him instantly? He was bewildered as to what was happening, but he couldn't voice his opinions due to the raw shock. He choked for words, before realising how much blood he was losing. Wait, no. He wasn't losing any, not any more anyways. He looked down at the blood puddle the was below him, and then traced upwards with his eyes until he reached the spot where the hole was.

"What the...."

The hole was closing by itself, and Deon was already raising his had and tracing the tiny scar that remained. It took a few more seconds, but the scar was barely noticeable now. He blinked a few times and then turned around, and looked at the girl who was now sitting on her ass on the ground wiping excess blood off of her clothing. She looked up just as the tip of his sword met her neck again, and sighed.

"Go ahead, kill me. I'm too exhausted to move anymore".

"I will, spawn of the Devil".

The girl waited, an expression of boredom on her face as Deon pulled back his sword. He pushed forwards, bringing the blade straight at the girl's face.

...

...

Lucifer's POV -

Lucifer opened her eyes, flinching at the fact that a blad was right in from of her face, pressing against the tip of her nose slightly. She sighed in relief, but she shut herself up when the blade slipped a tiny bit closer to her. She looked up and noticed that the man above her had a scowl on his face, but it was... different, as if something had changed inside of him. It was then that Lucifer realised that the voice she'd been hearing wasn't just a little spurt of insanity. It was that girl who'd had her soul put into the sword. Lucifer moved back slightly, and spoke.

"H-Hey, it's you. That chick... uhh, Mokou, was it? Mind telling him to back off a bit?".

"Oh hey, you're still conscious? I figured that having the shit beaten out of you would've at least K.O'ed you for a bit".

"S-Shut up. I was only faking it! I'm surprised that you haven't rusted, you stupid piece of metal!".

"Yeah yeah, don't get your panties in a knot, dirtface".

"There's no dirt on my face, rusty!".

"Suuure there isn't, weakling".

"Do you want me to snap you in half?".

"Hey, a few seconds ago I was gonna slice through your face, so shut it".

"Sure you were, tool!".

"Bitch"

"Steel-for-brains"

"Dirt-for-brains".

"Scrap Metal!".

"BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP!"

If swords could flinch, Mokou wouldv'e just shat bricks, and I mean quite a few bricks. Lucifer on the other hand, being an animate object, is able to flinch, and she flinched alright. Lucifer stood, nearly falling over again, but she managed to keep her balance and didn't fall back onto her ass. Her vision was blurring though, and she was only saved from falling to the floor by two pairs of arms holding her up. It was unavoidable, but Lucifer didn't think she'd black out that quickly, and from that day, she'd always stopped herself from being beaten up that badly again. It screwed with her pride.



Deon laughed to himself again as he left the store, holding a few bags of ingredients and the like. He nudged the door open with his foot and proceeded out into the covered area outside, noticing that the rain's strength and ferocity had increased substantially. He was lucky that he'd gotten plastic bags instead of the regular paper bags, because they wouldn't do very well in this weather. He looked over to his left and saw that there was an undercover portion of the sidewalk extending all the way past the doors of the dorms and other rooms. Deon sighed, noting just how overcrowded it was, and how if he even thought about going that way, he wouldn't have gotten to the Dorms the quickest anyways.

Which is how he ended up running like a madman through the pouring rain towards his dorm, he pounded on the door a few times, hoping that the rain would let up soon. The bags couldn't hold out forever.

"God fucking dammit".

Crisis had not expected to be shrugged off so immediately; he needed to plot a more thorough cure for Deon's sanity. Maybe subtle fishing was the wrong approach. Deon had not latched onto suspicion; there wasn't enough paranoia there to mold into a shapely madness.

Meanwhile, Crisis responded thoughtfully and automatically to the ruckus in Deon's soul, withdrawing to a safe distance and concealing himself in mind-stuff as much as possible. Deon was a messy host. Deon's psychic shields went up.

With a metaphysical grin, the demon king pulled back Deon's mental barrier, and with a slight and painless rip, gave one of the voices a visible body. Perhaps an hallucination would be more effective. Few people can tolerate seeing even a single new thing in their vision.

Deon looked up slightly as the door in front of him opened. He was glad someone was there, he wanted to thank them for opening the door for him and all of that, but his lips kept themselves sealed when he realised who had been so graciously kind enough to open the door for him.

Suddenly, something happened. Lucifer had somehow become visible, although Deon wasn't sure whether she'd be able to be seen or heard by Ash or not. Deon glared at the black-haired Demon, not to be confused with the equally, if not more, annoying black-haired half demon in front of him. He blinked a few times, and then realised someone was speaking. 'Oh, it's just her. I can ignore her anyways'. Almost immediately after he'd finished thinking about that, he was greeted by Ash slamming the door on him. He stood there for a few more seconds before growling and going inside. Lucifer had realised her mistake and disappeared again, or so it seemed. What an idiot. He scoffed at the thought of Ash's stuck-up attitude. As much as he was tempted to go in there and give her a piece of his mind, or maybe moreso his fists, he had other pressing matters to attend to. In the form of shutting his goddamn stomach up.

"Ugh, is it her personal life goal to make me want to tear her throat out? ..... Yeah, I know. I can't. I'd get booted from the WDL, and I'm not letting this chance slip out of reach again. I'm here for two reasons, one I've decided is pretty stupid, and the other.... Yeah". Deon practically leaped inside the room, slamming the door shut behind him with an offhand remark about how Ash was lucky she hadn't relocked the door. He went straight upstairs, passing Ash's marked room and setting for the Dorm in the middle. He practically booted the door off of it's hinges and then proceeded inside.

"How the hell?".

Deon closed the door behind him, a sigh escaping his lips. He dropped the bags on the table as he passed by and rubbed his forehead. His eyes had been hurting for a while now, and it felt like he needed some sleep to fix himself up. He knew that he needed to rest, but he could almost feel the Girls stomach's rumbling from not having eaten for a few hours. He grimace and let out yet another sigh, before speaking. "Seven Sisters of Purgatory, to me!". The room was filled with a bright light, and suddenly seven girls stood around Deon in a semicircle. Well, a few were standing, the others were sitting on various objects or floating in the air. Deon coughed quietly as they began their usual introductions. Deon sat down on the stool nearest to him and sighed. He was soaking wet, his girls were all looking bored, tired and hungry, and Lucifer was droning on about something.

"Hey, Luci. Why did you pop up earlier? Right where that Ash chick could see you? A bit idiotic, wasn't it?". Lucifer looked at Deon like he was going insane, and the let out a nervous giggle. "I didn't. I've been preoccupied with other things". Deon sighed, thinking about how greeeeaaat it was that he might just finally be going insane, and the timing was awesome too! He stood, pushing past the Girls and telling them that he was going to take a shower, hang out his clothes, and then start cooking. He wasn't really surprised when Beelzebub asked if he could cook first, and when Belphegor asked if she could have a nap while he was doing everything he was gonna do. He quickly entered the Bathroom, and washed his face. The cool, cleansing water felt like the best thing he could ever have, especially since that Holy Water hadn't completely dissolved, and he could still feel the burning it had affected him with.

He stood up again when he heard a tapping noise at his door. He told whoever it was to come in, and he was surprised to see Asmodeus standing there. Well, sure, he and Asmodeus were close, but she looked like she was scared, as well as kind of pissed off. Sure, it was normal to feel fear, but the Sisters always acted so darn confident and brave, it quirked him to see the youngest Sister standing there, looking like she thought that if she said the wrong thing she'd get the crap beaten out of her. Deon rubbed his face with the conveniently placed face washer,, and eyed her curiously. "What is it?". Asmodeus looked up, still angry, but she seemed relieved somehow. She coughed lightly and spoke. "You know that Ash chick?". Deon raised an eyebrow, and Asmodeus continued on. "I think it'd be a good idea if one of us tried to talk to her. I mean, she seems a lot like Luci, and you and Luci get along, and everyone else and Luci mostly get along, so maybe it'd be possible for.... us to... get along with... Ash?".

Deon just held his facial position. His eyebrow raised quizzically. Asmodeus lowered her head, and Deon chuckled a tiny bit. He put his hand on the young Demon's shoulder and sighed. "Sure, whatever. I'll even cook for her if ya want me to, but that means I'll have to cook for Devin too, which is alright I guess". Asmodeus seemed to relax, and she stepped out of the room, but not before Deon caught her with one final remark.

"Since it's you idea, why don't you go and talk to her, eh?". Asmodeus turned around, a devious spreading across her face, her eyes twinkling with deviousness. "Is that a dare, Mister Hikari Scarlet?~". With that, Asmodeus left the room, shutting the door behind her. Deon knew that, if anyone could even speak to Ash, it'd be Asmodeus. She just had that ability. Deon grinned, locked the door, and stepped into the shower.

"I wonder how this'll turn out?"





The dorms were all fairly dark at the current time, considering that it was nighttime. Whilst Deon's dorm was filled with moving people, aside from Belphegor, who was passed out, Ash's Dorm would've been fairly lonely and bare, after all, it only contained a single occupant. Wherever Ash was, she would've either jumped or swore at the fact that something darted across her vision and smack into the wall. On closer inspection it would appear to be a spear of light. Suddenly, the night air was filled with the sound of a teenage girl giggling, and the spear of light vanished.

*Thump*
*Crash*
*Thunk*
*Smash*

The spear of light rocketed out of the room nearest to Ash, bouncing off of the walls, the floor, the roof, and even the windows. It seemed like it was even aiming for Ash, barely missing the girl as it continued it's mad dash aroud the room. And then it all ended, the spear slamming into the wall next to Ash's head, and settling there. The spear began to glow, and it reformed into a Humanoid shape, and the shape gradually gained features. Blond hair, red eyes, a mischievous smirk and a devious twinkle in her eyes. The girl bowed, the smirk staying on her face. "Asmodeus of Lust, present". The figure stood, eyeing as as if nothing had even happened, the smirk growing into a grin as Asmodeus took in Ash's expression. "Oh, you're Ash? You're a lot..... weaker than I expected you to be, although I guess I already knew that". Asmodeus eyed Ash's hands. "And if you want to beat me up.... I'd like to see you try".



By the time Asmodeus had completed her crash course around Ash's dorm, Deon was out of the shower. He sighed as he realised that the breaking noises, and the giggling were Asmodeus screwing around with Ash. Well, at least she'd stop when she went too far, unlike Illusion who didn't seem to know when to stop her mindfuckery. Deon looked over the other girls, grinned, and spoke.

"Time for Dinner now, eh girls?".






The man surveyed the calm area around the Academy, noticing how the majority of the Exorcists, both in training and the veterans, were all tucking themselves away, whislt he and his men were returning from their visit to Rome. The man sighed, glarign slightly as he caught sight of a Demonic student in the window of a Dorm. "They are all monsters, the world would be much better off with their kind extinct". The man stepped forward, his thoughts bouncing around in his head. He knew that the next step of his plan was critically important, and he crept quietly to his of quarters to gather the approriate equipment. "Soon, the new age shall dawn upon us, and all ye whom find thouselfs of Daemoned Blood shall meet ye ends". The man laughed at the statement, as he wasn't the type of person to speak in the olden tongue, or so he called it. "Only that idiot Arthur speaks like that".

With that, he vanished.

~ ??? ~

"I don't know why I keep on doing this to myself..." The icy breath of the ice demon known as Chill, formerly the human Rob, came out of his mouth and made the air colder around him. He sat in a very special room in Kallos' base, a room made entirely out of ice. He liked it, he needed it to cool down after the rough battle he had with Sebastian and his two new friends. He had yet to see one of them was Lucy, a former close friend of his. "I don't know why I am recording this, or why I feel the need to... But I feel as if every day I must make progress on how my new life is. This would be the... Ninety-seventh one I have bothered to make. Maybe. Or is it ninety-two now...? I don't know anymore, but this one shall be to recall back to a more simple time. A time when my life was fine, and I knew a person who would change my life forever. I do, by this, mean Sebastian Thomas."

"How I remember the day we first met. How he came in, looking worried and sick, with fear and sadness in his eyes. Back then I was nicer, I was a kinder person then I am now. I quickly introduced him around, I was the first kid he had talked to, and the first kid he had made friends with. It was nice, those two months we enjoyed the little adventures we created together. But then after all the fun and joy we had, there came Lucy. Oh how I miss the way her eyes looked at me with such sweetness in them, how I long to feel the warm touch of her hand on mine again. Oh how I long for someone to bring me warmth again. When Lucy came, she told us on how we should be more weird and look at life from a different point of view. Oh how I wish I had known ahead of time what was in store for us."

"I know that as I continue to speak with a frosty tone, and my breath comes out as if it was in the middle of winter, I recall the beginning of a horrific set of events. One of them being Lucy's accident. One day she suddenly collapsed, she was as sick as a dog and blood continued to escape her mouth. So I told Sebastian we needed to help raise the money for her, and we would stand outside day after day praying someone would give us enough money for the operation she needed. As I continued to went in, Sebastian slept outside. As the operation came closer, our caretakers found it was time to talk him out of it and bring him back inside, dirty and tired as he was. Fortunately, they got enough money for her operation it seemed, though how this happened i am not sure, but she recovered quickly back to health. But this all seemed in vein, for when she grew old enough, she left us, saying she would visit Sebastian time and again. As I feel I am rushing through this log, I feel I must confess something at the end of this, and after this next part, I shall."

"It was a few months ago when it began. Sebastian started acting more selfish, always wanting more then he had. When I tried to talk to him, he told me off, and decided it was time to leave. When I talked to him again, he felt I was trying to push him down, and he ran. I watched him run through the rain, oh how I miss it when I feel something besides water coming from myself now. Everyone thought he was going through a phase, that he would return and it would be fine. I knew otherwise... I knew Sebastian. This was not him. I knew I had to do something, but then... A miracle came before me. The man with the crystal in his forehead came before me one day, and asked me if I wanted to be adopted. I refused at first, claiming I did not need a family, but he insisted. That I could see Lucy again, that we could spend time together, and that Sebastian would return back to normal and we would be friends again. I agreed. After I was adopted, he asked me if I wanted the power to change history itself. I agreed, and he did the unthinkable. He changed me into an ice demon, giving me the name Chill. So there ends the memories, and now, I shall conclude this log with my final statement..."

~ Sebastian's Story ~

"What's wrong with my head...?" He asked himself, as he tried to stand, everything around him looking... off. Things were moving that shouldn't of been, the room was tilting a little, and his body was shaking as if he had spun around in place several times. "Remember my name. Eclipse. I was once a strong proud demon before I had to fight the leaders of The Renegade. As per our deal, I am now a part of their inventory. Although they never said who could wield me, which is the best part, hehehehe... Any way, let's see how your reflexes with my basic form are." Sebastian's eyes widened as he looked over towards Lucifer, and used his fast speed ability to move in front of her, quickly taking a stance with the sword as he felt a powerful force collide into him. "Good... You can at least protect people from weak attacks." The voice told Sebastian, quickly forcing him to block against more attacks. "Good, good." The voice spoke, slowly sliding Sebastian back slowly towards Lucifer. "What are you doing Sebastian?" She asked, as he gritted his teeth at this. "Not a good time!" He spoke out, as the next blow was enough to send him flying backwards into her, making them both stumble around for a bit as a demonic laughter came over them before. "Nice moves, idiot." It spoke as he stood up, grabbing her arms and pulling her up as well. "D-don't mistake this situation. I -- I was just... Playing along with this." She said, as Sebastian rolled his eyes at her words.

"But what about attacking someone?" It spoke, as a demon appeared and quickly charged at him. His eyes widen and he quickly spun around, using the sword in his hand to slice across the demon's torso, making him split into two as both vanished. "Good enough, I guess. You were off by a little bit on the angle, but otherwise... My skills are at least having an effect on you. But now it's time to truly see... What you fear most." The voice said, as Sebastian suddenly recalled back, back to that day years ago...

+ Flashback +

The town Sebastian and his mother use to live in was nice. He was only four years old, barely able to understand anything of what was about to happen. He was walking hand in hand with his mother, who as he looked up to, smiled down at him as he smiled back and looked forward. He loved being close to her like this, holding her hand, feeling safe and sound and knowing everything was going to be alright. Then, a voice called out that would ruin everything. "DEMON ATTACK! DEMON ATTACK!!" Suddenly, everyone was in a panic, running for their lives. His mother suddenly picked up the pace, and he was almost dragged along as he found he had to run faster then he had ever had before. Then, explosions began to erupt all around the town, devastating everything that was caught within them. Buildings fell and crumbled, the ground in each being destroyed and left to rot with the corpses they held in them, demons suddenly appearing in huge amounts of numbers as they destroyed anything that got in their way.

"LET IT BE KNOWN FROM THIS DAY!" A voice boomed out across the town, as five figures now stood on the tallest building, each of them looking down upon the attacks happening. "THAT ARMAGEDDON IS COMING! THE PROPHECY IS COMING TRUE! AND I SHALL BE THE ONE TO LEAD OUR FORCES THROUGH THIS EARTH, WHEN I AM RULER OF HELL!" The figure spoke, among the figures could be seen Kallos. The others were a mystery, one of them wearing advanced armor over his body, another looking pale and wearing a cloak over her body in the way a vampire would, and the last one was completely covered in knight's armor. "FELLOW DEMONS! AS YOUR NEW MASTER AND FUTURE RULER, I COMMAND YOU TO WIPE THIS CITY CLEAN OF ALL HUMAN SCUM! LEAVE NO ONE ALIVE, TAKE NONE PRISONER, DESTROY EVERYTHING MADE BY THEM! REPLACE IT ALL WITH ONLY DEATH!"

+ Present day +

Sebastian felt weak, collapsing down on to his knees as the demon voice remained quiet. "You are a survivor, you have struggled since that day came. No... Even before then." It said, as Sebastian slowly rose up to his feet. "... I see a dangerous future for you, much more dangerous then what the phoenix has to face, though this all depends on how you all proceed through these trials." As he stood up, he felt a hand come down on his shoulder as he looked over at Lucifer. "You fainted there for a few... You look sick." She spoke, as he looked back down at the sword. "You have the potential to wield me, but you are not yet ready it seems. Place me back upon my resting place, and we will meet again in the future. That, I can guarantee." It chuckled as he walked back over to the case and set the sword down within it, Lucifer quickly pulling him back as the case slammed shut. Another chuckle came out, although Sebastian knew this one was not from Eclipse. He knew he was once again being observed by someone, or something... He couldn't see it, as he looked around the room, but he felt it. The eye had returned.

~ Michael's Story ~

"Alright, that will be enough. Lucifer, take him back to his room and show him the new equipment that will be there for him." She looked at Scott as he said this and nodded when he finished, taking Sebastian and quietly walking with him, making sure he didn't over-exert himself. "... I only hope he survives this mission." He said as he walked back to the main room, standing in Michael's place again as he took out a small little tube and inserted it into a spot, watching as the blood in it went into the machine and a map was brought up. "... Alright, let's see if I can remember all of this." He mumbled to himself.

Michael, on the other hand, felt extremely nervous. Rin was... Well, she was... His mind was getting off track, as he grabbed a chair and, rolling his eyes, placed it next to her and sat down next to her. "... I have missed you." He said, looking at her as he got a gentle smile out of it and she patted his back. "Just get on with the details, Michael. We can talk more later." She said, making him smile as he looked down at the table and tried to recall the events of the fight to her. Meanwhile, his mind recalled back to more easier times...

+ Flashback +

His master was training him with Deon, as they both were fighting as hard as they could against the Kasha leader. But in the end, he beat them both and they lay near each other, gasping for breath and struggling to regain control over themselves. "You both have obvious flaws in your strategies. Michael, you rely too much on your strength for guidance. Your mind must be kept clear and it must be allowed to flow through the fight. If you think things over and fight with more then just strength alone, you may be able to turn the tables." He closed his eyes at his master's words, hearing Deon give a little snicker at Michael being lectured. "And you, Deon." The Kasha leader turned to him, as Deon immediately fell silent. "You tried so hard to look like a fool at first. In fact, you are a fool now that I see it. But when you knew I was overpowering you, you tried to touch me, tried to get a grip on me that would allow you to turn the tables on me. Am I right?" He spoke, Deon remaining in silence at how observant the Kasha had been. "Try and remember that you need your own power before trying to take others." Michael opened his eyes at this, to hear Deon groan out in annoyance. "I know, I know... But practice will be good for the both of you. I see something in you both that I have not seen in a very long time... Perhaps once you both have matured more, you can show me what I need to learn from the new age that is coming."

Michael then recalled back to when the three were just new leaders and had control over The Rengade. All three were needed for a special assignment, the first mission that would give them all trouble. They all stopped as they saw a demon walking forward, slicing his way through paralyzed enemies, demon or human. "What is he doing...?" Michael asked, as Rin looked over at Michael. "I -- I don't know what's up with that thing... I -- I feel something coming over me, as if I --" She was interrupted at this by Deon. "Maybe you two should go and make out somewhere? I can handle this bozo~" He said, and Michael lightly punched him in the shoulder. "It's not like that, you idiot." He spoke, as Deon rubbed his shoulder. "Geez Michael, when did you grow a brain?" He teased, but was stopped as the figure came into view. "You must be the replacements... Well done, but you all look foolish." The demon said, as all three held their ground as they saw the demon take a stance. "Allow me to introduce myself... I am Eclipse, the Nightmare Bringer! Now, FACE ME!" And then he charged forward, all three of them shocked as his sword cut Michael's chest first, and then, blank.

~ Name: Eclipse
Nickname: The Nightmare Bringer
Type: Unknown
Rank: Believed to have been A rank
WDL Threat Level: Was believed to be Deceased ~

+ Present Day +

Michael was brought back into reality when he saw a soldier walking to them both and saluting. Both of them rose as the soldier kept his stance. "Scott of the Michael Division would like to see you now." He said, and Michael nodded. "Very well. Resume your daily activities." He said, as the soldier nodded before running off. Michael and Rin then walked towards the main room. "What could Scott want at a time like this, it's a little unusual for him." She said to Michael, as he sighed out a bit. "No doubt it is something concerning the kids." He said, as they both soon found themselves looking at Scott, who nodded to them both. "Glad you both made it. I have some important news to share with you." He said, indicating to the screen, as Rin rose her brow. "What's this?" She asked, seeing several red markers appearing on the map... Over the already dozen that were being shown. "I took the liberty of taking some of Sebastian's blood while he was out. After analyzing it, I have compared it and found that we currently have two others similar to him. One of them being Deon's, the other being possibly Ash's." He continued, sighing out as he looked at the screen. "So what's the problem?" Michael asked, as Scott looked over at him. "... It's a little unusual, but... It appears there are several people out on here that are identical to his blood. In other words... We may have a few children missing. That is why I have sent out a team of three soldiers each to search five locations. Once a team has searched all five locations, they return here, with or without the correct child."

~ Kallos' Story ~

"The demon has been sent to me, and we are currently analyzing it." The leader spoke, a smirk coming on his features as everyone nodded in agreement, seeming to like that they were successful. "Because of your little outbreak, you now are all on the WDL's most wanted list. Be proud, you all are very high." With this, everyone cheered out as they heard the good news. Photos furrowed his brows and tried to rise, but was stopped as Kibo put a hand on his shoulder and shook his head, to which Photos sat back down. "Now, I will list off each of you in order from least to most. Photos, you are 27. Golem, 23. Bellfoar, 21. Itzhet, 14. Kahlman, 13. Yami, 10. And Balarus, you are six. Well done, each of you." More cheering followed from this, as the leader let this go on for a few before raising his hands up to stop them. "Now then... You will be receiving a new member to your squad in a few. Once this is done, you will be my Elemental Force. Take great pride in this, for you all have a role to play in my upbringing." A dark chuckle followed as he shook his head. "It has come to my reports that Deon, Sebastian and Ash, three of the children we are looking for have joined with The Renegades. I thank you for this report, Kalh." A bow quickly came from Kalh's end as the demon leader went on.

"Devin, who was formerly with the WDL, has currently been listed as missing for the time being. Chang has been reported to be within hell's ranks, no doubt a future enemy to my cause. As for any other children, we do not know. As for demon kings, Crisis has been reported to not have been seen in hell at this time. Loki was last seen with Chang in hell, and Brenhin... Well, that bastard will get his soon enough." He chuckled again as he rose up a finger. "It is time for your first assault against the WDL, your first concern. You will place bombs around the surrounding towns, and within three days, they will be set off. If this succeeds, you will have an easy way in. Good luck figuring out who will set them up." A dark chuckle came out of him, almost turning into a laugh before the screens returned to normal, and the symbol with the eye came back on the screens.