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Sebastian 'Inferno'

"You don't have to like me. I just don't have to like you."

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a character in “A Tale of Seven Children”, as played by The Great Thundorz

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Name: Sebastian 'I' Thomas
Nickname: Inferno
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Basic Description: Sebastian has three scars running along his chest and two dragon tattoos along his arms.

Abilities!: 'Evolution' stages: This is to cover what the levels mean. In Sebastian's case, as his powers continue to grow, his abilities will change with him, never being the same. However, it is believed, for now, he can only go up to level 3, which is unknown how powerful he will need to be or when he will obtain it. However, this does not stop his abilities from showing inevitable signs of change, and sometimes will change something about one of these abilities. The minor ones will be slower to show then the others. This also applies to his transformation, however it is unknown as to what he can exactly do yet with his transformation.

Major Abilities: Fire Manipulation (Level 1) : Sebastian has two dragon tattoos on his arms, that will glow red for now whenever he uses his ability. This ability is useful for the attack depends on how Sebastian wants it to be, however it will drain him out more then it should if he does it like this. Or, an even more costly effect would be if he actually used it to control fire not made by him.

Harder skin (Level 1) : While in any transformed state, Sebastian will have the power to harden his skin and basically have more protection. While this can be used to increase his physical strength at times, it can also, for now, slow him down or make him have to stand in one spot. Also, the hardened skin is limited as to what can and cannot penetrate it.

Invisibility (Level 1) : He also has the power to make his body 'vanish' at times, making it impossible to see him in his state. However, a few flaws should be noted while in this state. When he moves around, he can slightly be seen, but only slightly, this limits to how much he can move around. Also, he has only a limited time in this state, so after this time limit is up he reverts back to being seen easily.

Minor Abilities: High Agility (Level 1) : Sebastian has always loved to run, and in his case, he clearly shows it by being much faster then others. At this though he can only run to a certain limit, after that he can be attacked easily unless he has help, which is why he usually keeps a close watch over how fast he goes.

Manipulation (Level 1) : Sebastian can bring others over to his side depending on who they are, if they are on his side it's much easier, but if they aren't it is much harder. He can try to take over a person's mind to make them his servants, however this requires him to focus his mind a lot when taking them over, but does not have to after he has taken them over. It is unknown how to break people out of this other then him doing it.

Telekinesis (Level 1) : He also has the power to seemingly give objects around him 'life' or some form of movement without a host. At the time he can only control up to three objects at a time, any more then this and he will be drained more then he already is. This also depends on what object(s) he is using with this power.

Special Ability: None

Likes: Respect, women, intelligence
Dislikes: Disrespect, manipulators/murderers, idiots
Other: (Anything I've missed?)

So begins...

Sebastian 'Inferno''s Story

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Character Portrait: Deon Morris Character Portrait: Sebastian 'Inferno' Character Portrait: Devin Namach Character Portrait: Chang T. Wilson Character Portrait: Ashley 'Ash/Soot' Clade Character Portrait: Nathan Salazar Jackson
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The sky was turning crimson by the time the children would have arrived at the warehouse that had been chosen as the meeting place between them and the Warriors of the Divine Light's current Leader, Arthur. The sky had started to open, a light drizzle of liquid tinted golden by the last rays of the setting sun. The Warehouse was located in a fairly isolated part of the countryside, so that nobody would get too suspicious if a few cars rolled up the driveway and a few relatively varied people entered the building. The Warehouse was surrounded by nothing but beautiful fields of long, green grass on the left side, reaching as far as the eye could see into the distance, where pillars of smoke could be seen beyond a mountain range. The right side of the warehouse's surroundings belonged to the sea, a purely vertical drop straight down onto the sharp, jagged rocks below, constantly showered and sprayed by the foam and strength of the cold, merciless blue below. The rest of the scene was fairly bland, and that was just as well, since the place that your attention would be brought to was the warehouse itself.

Passersby wouldn't even bother to turn their heads to look at the dull, unattended building, instead focusing on not crashing their car or sliding off of the road and slipping off of the cliffside, toppling to a water grave, and most likely an early one. The lights inside the warehouse flickered to life as a group of people, some older than others, slipped into the warehouse silently, closing the door just as the storm started raging like someone who had just died for the billionth time. The interior of the warehouse was almost exactly the same as the outside. Dull, worn, and practically nonexistant, aside from a few seats and a couch, all positioned in a way that man sitting in the comfiest looking chair in the room could easily keep tabs on all of his audience, whom were arriving through the door and being seated at that very moment. A suited man slipped over to the man in the chair, and whispered something into his ear, to which the man nodded once, clicking his fingers. Suddenly, several lamps in the room were lit, and the lights dimmed. None could see his face, but those that had met him before would know him from his one working eye.

When his audience had been seated, the man clapped his hands, and a young lady appeared from behind him, appearing out of nowhere but shadows and nothingness, her red eyes sparked as she looked over the four faces before her, and her expression saddened visibly, as if someone she was looking for wasn't there. She eyed the newcomers with a small smirk on her face, despite her apparent dispair, if you could call it such. Something about her seemed off, maybe it was the way she was constantly fidgeting, or maybe it was the fangs that protruded clearly from her mouth, and the scarlet eyes that seemed to have no emotion in them, no pity, no love or hatred, only... nothingness.

"You four have been summoned here because of one reason, and one reason alone. You all possess one thing in common, although none of you have met before, you may think that those round you are slightly familiar or that you are somehow connected. Indeed, this is the truth, you all are connected, all of you have the blood of the Devil running through your veins. You are all born of Human Mothers and Human Fathers, or maybe both, having gained your blood further on in the past, but it remains the same. You are all half Demon, and you are a danger to Humanity".

With that statement made, several of the men in the room fidgeted uncertainly, and the tension thickened. It could even be cut with a metaphorical knife, if you wished to. Moreso, you could cut it if you could somehow hold a metaphorical knife, which is described to be intensely sharp and difficult to handle. The man in the seat clicked his fingers, whilst the girl beside him laughed seemingly uncontrollably. A few men stepped forward, pulling guns from their coat pockets and aiming them at the people seated. The man in the chair looked around the room, his eye searching for one person in particular.

The doors behind them opened, and a boy stepped into the room, playing a Game on his iPod, apparently undisturbed by the horrendously powerful storm that he had just entered into the safety of the warehouse from. His guide staggered in behind him, apologising repeatedly about how the boy had been hard to track down, and how he'd been a bit hard to handle. It almost seemed that the man was a bold-faced liar, but the boy's grin told otherwise.

The girl eyed him as a hawk would eye their prey, but something changed, and her scarily crazy demenour disappeared, her smile changing into one of satisfaction, and she tapped the man in the chair on the shoulder and nodded. The man glared at the boy, but only the most skilled people-readers would even notice it, as he was practically glaring permanently. The man stood, spreading his arms wide dramatically, as lightening flashed in the background, illuminating the scene briefly, he laughed slightly, then continued his speech.

"But I shall give you all a choice, you may come work for the international organisation, called the WDL, or the 'Warriors of the Divine Light', or you may die here, and be of no threat to humankind at all, and you shall be sent straight to Purgatory, where your soul shall rot for all eternity for the sins you have no doubt committed in your years. I am Arthur, current Leader of the WDL and the Leader of the Paladins, the WDL's elite Demon Hunting Squad. In short, I am the most powerful Human on this Earth".

He motioned to the girl beside him. "This young lady here is known as 'Illusion', due to her nature and skillset, she is the head of our Demon Program, being one herself. Due to her Demonic heritage, she is not very trusted, but she has served us for a long time, long enough to gain at least a molecule of our trust, therefore she will be watching over all of you as you grow. I will not reveal much about her to you, as it is strictly confidential, and only very few of our own men, even the higher-ups, know anything about her".

The man paused as somebody rushed up to him, whispering urgently. The mans eyes widened, and he held up his hand, the lights blazed brilliantly as someone switched them up to full power, and he was finally revealed. His long, once golden hair hung down to his waist in a braid, and his chin was the site of a fair amount of stubble and hair. His left eye and cheek had a viciously long scratch adorning them, as if someone had cut him with a blade of some sort. His robe was swept aside to reveal Paladin Armor, and he hoisted a Golden Axe above his head, apparently awaiting something. A few minutes of tense silence followed, and everyone within the room could have sworn that the shadows were moving by themselves.

It was a few more seconds before the lights went out and all of the windows smashed att he same time, just before a massive swarm of crows and smaller Demons flooded the place. Sounds of fighting could be heard and the roaring of the minor demons filled the room, echoing off of the walls. Suddenly, several torches were lit, and the swarm receeded slightly, and a figure stood in its midst. The piercing blue eyes penetrated many souls, and the people in that room had almost no defence. It eyed person after person, before settling onto the five children, wherever they were. Cackling could be hear from the swarm of crows and the figure, whose talons stretched almost a metre long, totaling five on one hand, and four on the other. It glared at Arthur, and it then became obvious that the missing talon was the work of the Paladin standing before them. The man simply glared at the Monster, who ceased his cackling, and turned once again to the Children.

"Ah, my Masters Children have mostly all been summoned into one place, easy pickings really. But I am not here to kill you, I am simply here to... recruit you into our Ranks". The Demon grinned maniacally, before opening his wings and allowing a Portal to form. "In naught but a few seconds this place shall be filled to the brim with minor Demons ready to feast on your very souls. Now, those of you that are more.. darkly inclined must come to me quickly, and then we shall meet your Father". The portal glowed crimson red, and pure hatred seemed to seep from it. A loud clamour could be heard outside, and the creature grinned. "Soon...".

Suddenly, a glow eminated from a far corner of the room, with Arthur standing by it and more people rushing inside than even seemed to have been present. Arthru turned, glaring at the Demon. "Quickly! Before the Demons gain entry! We must fight the Devil and rid the world of his tyrrany, so that Humanity may rest in peace!".

In a short time, a large amount of Demons, both major and minor, would both enter the Warehouse, tearing those present to shreds. The boy wearing the hoodie had already made his decision, heading towards Arthur, who muttered something to him, and the Boy nodded, proceeding down into the depths, followed shortly by Illusion, who glanced back at the people behind her, before grinning and entering the tunnel.

Now is the time to make your choice, for good or for evil, for power of for love? Your choice must be made now, or you will die.

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Character Portrait: Deon Morris Character Portrait: Sebastian 'Inferno' Character Portrait: Devin Namach Character Portrait: Chang T. Wilson Character Portrait: Ashley 'Ash/Soot' Clade Character Portrait: Illusion
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Slowly rolling down the dirt road, the low hum of a motorbike could be heard as it made its way across the countryside. The empty field of grass, now well overdue for cutting reminded Ash of an old farm that she’d visited with her family once, and she smiled at the faint memory of the time her sister had been kicked by a cow. Slowly but surely, she continued up the road, though a pair of rapid honks from behind her indicated that the ‘WDL’ wanted her to pick up the pace. The sleek black car with a pair of agents had been following relatively close the whole time, making it quite clear that they didn’t trust her to head to… Wherever it was she was going. It’d been a while since the last time the car in front had turned, and seeing as they were in the countryside, it all looked basically the same – the only reason she’d be able to find her way back to civilisation was because it was practically straight.

Again, the horn sounded behind her, and she mumbled something under her breath, revving the engine a little more as the first few droplets of late afternoon rain began to form. Bringing her hand up to shut the visor of her helmet, the soft scent of salt began to become clearer, and the low rumble from her bike began to give way to the sound of waves against the rocks. Glancing to the side of the road, Ash didn’t realise she’d travelled all the way to the ocean, and part of her marvelled at the sight. Even though the cliff was sheer rock, she could still see the way the foam crashed and sprayed up the jagged wall. Wherever they were going, it certainly had a nice view – especially at this time with the sun dancing off the rain.

As the car in front veered to the side, Ash got her first glance at the structure they were heading to. It was a large, dingy looking warehouse, and part of her was just a little bummed it wasn’t some mansion or something. Gingerly slowing herself down, she pulled her baby to a stop by the wall, kicking the stand and removing the key from the ignition. Slipping her helmet off and shaking her hair free, she tussled it twice with her hand, getting the black strands clear of her shoulders before nestling the helmet into the seat. Somehow, she didn’t think she had to worry about thieves taking it. Glancing across the other cars arriving, she didn’t get much time to view who exactly was attending this thing before she was somewhat roughly nudged in the back. The ‘gentleman’ behind her was clearly the impatient fellow behind the horn earlier, and he had no intention of letting Ash lollygag about. Rolling her eyes in disdain, Ash made her way through the opening in the warehouse doors, taking in the gloomy décor before being shown to a rickety looking metal stool. Normally she would comment on such treatment, but the somewhat sullen, serious nature of the atmosphere made her refrain. Instead, she made do with folded arms and a sceptical expression, looking bemused at the current predicament.

Glancing about the room, it didn’t take her long to acknowledge who the ‘important’ people were. First of all was that kid one seat across from her: He looked young, maybe around her 2nd youngest sister's age? For a moment, she met eyes with him, but he quickly broke it off. Didn't seem like he had much confidence. Turning aside, she looked to the next one on her right, and eyed the coils of rope binding him to his chair. This man was a bit older, closer to her age. She wasn't sure how close exactly, he could've been late 20s for all she knew. Regardless, the fact he was bound worried her somewhat. Was he that dangerous, or just uncooperative? Deciding not to dwell on it, she looked to the last person seated nearby, a tall and pale fellow, that she could only guess was younger then her. Probably needed to get out in the sun more. As she continued to think on the situation, it occured to her that anyone without that MIB wannabe suit was probably in the same boat as her, or…

As the lights suddenly flicked on, revealing the body of who Ash could only assume was the leader, she leant forward in her seat, waiting for the inevitable announcement that was to follow. At the appearance of the… strange woman…Well, ‘strange’ was possibly the polite way to put it; Ash was more than a little transfixed by the numerous and somewhat… mystifying features of the girl... Snapped from her daydream by the man’s words, the sudden, sinister change in attitude put Ash on edge, and instinctively, she clenched her fists and stood up as the guns were drawn and pointed their direction. So this was how they were going to deal with things? Drag her off to some isolated warehouse and then cover up spilling her blood? Shit, how could she be so stupid? These people were clearly psychotic…

The sudden slamming of the door, accompanied by the coincidental strike of lightning brought everyone in the room to a pause, swirling to the boy who had made his entrance to the room. With the shaky excuses coming from the agent, Ash begun to wonder if perhaps she should have put up more resistance to this trip… But then remembered the fellow tied to the chair on her right. Still, something about the boy irked her. Perhaps it was his nonchalant attitude arriving late, playing some game and being unfazed at the multitude of arms pointed his direction?

Oh wait. That was what annoyed her.

As the man known as Arthur began to laugh at the situation, rambling on about a ‘choice’ for them, Ash’s annoyance was quickly shifted to a new target. Forget the bad boy, this old guy was definitely on the top of her asshole list. And for those who didn’t know, that was a pretty big list. She couldn’t stand bigshots like that guy, especially one hiding behind all his little agents rather then facing them like a man. For the ‘strongest’ human on Earth, he certainly seemed scared about them. As the man summoned forth some shining armour and mystical axe, Ash was beginning to wonder if perhaps he’d heard her. She didn’t have time to dwell on that before hell broke lose. Screaming as she ducked down, shielding herself from the splintering glass all around; the whirlwind of chaos was almost more than she could handle as she backed up to the wall, crouching down. Not in fear though - Don’t be stupid - She was just protecting herself.

And suddenly she felt cold. Alone. Empty. She froze as she stared into that blue void, a haze of nausea and weakness flooding through her. Just… What was this feeling? That taloned freak seemed to be staring into her soul, picking it apart… Clenching her eyes shut and shaking her head, slowly, she stood to her feet. She wasn’t afraid of this thing and she wasn’t about to go see some demon father. She had a father. She wasn’t going to let him down. Narrowing her eyes, she gave her own piercing stare of defiance at the monster. She’d made her choice. The WDL were no saints, but in her mind, at least they wanted to protect this world.

Better the devil you know.

The soft hum that had accompanied Ash for her trip became heard once more, before filling the air with a deep roar. Screeching through the front door, the black blur bowled over a number of the demons scrabbling about the ground before sliding to a stop in front of Ash. Her personal Ninja and escape ticket had just arrived. She wasn't sure how in the hell her motorbike had gotten in here like that, but she wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Straddling the seat, she revved the engine twice, looking over her route. Gunning it and filling the air with the smell of burning rubber, she shot off, crushing one of the already crippled demons on her way to the tunnel. Suddenly swerving and slowing, she barely missed the tall boy with the black hair giving the demon the bird, having awkwardly stopped in the middle of the road.

“Out of the way, dumbass!” Ash yelled in irritation over her shoulder, before focusing back in front of her as she travelled on her bike through the black tunnel…

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:: The day had certainly been a strange one for Sebastian, although what day wasn't? He was being taken to this god awful place for some god awful reason, oops, he just used the lord's name in vein, how thoughtful. Upon arriving, Sebastian found the place to be, well, old, as one could of guessed, and suspicious, he hated looking at it already. He thought this was going to be it, his life was finally going downhill and he was going to be kept like some dog on a leash, to serve for your country or to die for it, he guessed was the old saying. Although one thing did catch his eye, a young woman, who had arrived and he presumed was here for the same reason he was. She looked older, way older, but that didn't matter to Sebastian. As he felt himself grow closer, he hid behind his own personal wall, it was all he could do from being an idiot right in front of more idiots. Once he felt himself sit down, he did his best to avoid looking at her, or even making eye contact with her. Questions filled his curious little head, who was she, where did she come from, did she have the same hobbies as he did, but they were quickly put to the side as the people in front of him began walking.

He thought to himself, oh be quiet already, let me go and I'll sleep on the job. I'll do anything to get out of this place, even sell my soul. His eyes rolled in secret as he heard them say what he expected to say, you are a dog on a leash, nothing more to us. We will kill you if you step out of line, we are not human, you have the devil's blood in you, prepare to spend your remaining days as souless sl -- wait, what? He had the devil's blood in him?! He couldn't believe it, they all had it somehow?! He then looked back over at the girl by accident, quickly turning away as he felt himself mentally get slapped for being such a fool. Physical pain was nothing new to him, hell, he had been through it all his life, whether on himself or others. He wondered if he would be working together with the woman, but those thoughts too were interrupted by the presence of another.

It seemed today was just full of surprises when all of hell was suddenly breaking loose in the place, his eyes looking around for the woman, but he couldn't find her. Those holy pricks, he thought to himself, how dare they force them to do what they pleased! They weren't human, they were far from human, and somewhere in his heart he knew this. He then saw a portal, his eyes widened as he looked into it and thought maybe this was where the woman went. He looked around as he knew he couldn't stay here, he had to go, he had to escape, this was his only chance! He then sprinted away, away from the holy people who claimed to be following god's orders, and threw himself in. And then, it grew dark.

His eyes opened to look around at the flames that were suddenly around him, the spot he was in was empty of those flames. How long had he been here, he wondered, as he got up on to his feet. Where was he? He saw no one but himself here, he was doomed it seemed. "Welcome." A voice spoke out, he almost jumped as he fell on his butt and saw a single eye appear in front of him. "Do not be afraid of me, I am here to guide you." It spoke out, as he suddenly felt calmer, although it was strange. What did it want from him? "W-what are you...?" He asked the eye, as it seemed to be watching him with such curiosity, he thought it strange for such a being. "Well, in a way I am you, and in another I am not you. I already know everything about you, but you hardly know anything about me." It spoke out, as he tried to catch up, but it continued. "You are Sebastian, correct? Your father never showed up to your birth, he left your life and was never seen since, your mother grew ill over time and eventually you were sent to an orphanage." His eyes widened at this, it knew! He put his hands over his ears, it knew, it knew, it knew! "You were never adopted, you were left to die, yet you survived on your own." Oh god, he could still hear it so clearly! "Calm down, as I said, I am in a way you. Now, let's talk about why you are here."

He felt his hands slowly lower as he continued to watch the eye, it never stood still but kept moving all around and about, never once going past the circle of darkness. "That woman." It began, as he forced himself on to his feet, watching it come up to eye level. "You feel something, don't you? You are confused, yet you are also angry, for now her life is in danger." It spoke out, as he felt his body shiver. "Do not worry, she will live, most likely. If not, she will be cast down here." It gave off a chuckle after this, as he nearly slapped the thing for this. "She will not die! Not if I have anything to say about it!" He shouted angrily to the eye, much to his surprise, it began to laugh at him, as if already knowing the answer. "You wish you had that kind of power, but do not worry, you will. You are, in a sense, a demi-god. Ever heard of the greek gods?" It asked him, but before he could nod, it spoke once again. "Of course you do, it's easy history. Now, when I say demi-god, I do carefully put in the word 'demi-god' because you are half man, half demon god. Well, as close to a demon god as you will get in this world. So, you want to save her from the corrupted men of the surface world?" This time it allowed him to nod in his answer. "Good! Let me tell you, those men are not holy. They are against God and his rules, they sin every day without his authority, they dis-respect the laws he has put down, and they have ruined the world he created for you all. Oh but do not worry Sebastian, you will now have the power to stop them. Hold out your arms for me." It asked of him, and when he did, dark red flames came out and started to slam down on his tattoos. He wanted to scream out as he felt the flames hit, but there was no pain, no burning of flesh, somehow it was meant to be this way. Once the flames were gone, his arms were unharmed, and his tattoo's were now glowing red, he felt his arms shaking from the experience. "Well, that ought to do it. Your first power has been granted to you, although it will be some time before you can use it. Trust me, you will learn soon enough. Now, what is your purpose?"

He considered this through in his head for a while, seeming to close his eyes as he went through thought after thought in his head, already knowing the eye could see all of them somehow. "I cannot bring back the dead, nor will I try. I will not try to destroy the Earth, for it is my home. I will fight against the corrupted holy people, I will bring them down for what they have done to the world. They have become so misshapen, so tainted, so... evil. I will destroy them, and I will save her." He said as he finally opened his eyes, the eye couldn't help but laugh. "Very well, have your own opinion on the matter. There is a man you now must meet, the man behind your very existence, the reason you are here. It is time to meet the fallen angel himself." He rose a brow as it began to fly off then, the flames beginning to separate in front of it. He felt himself ran off after it, closing his eyes and then opening them to still see it happening. This was no dream, he thought to himself. That woman had been no dream. This place was no dream. The Fallen Angel himself must not be a dream then. He had no idea if he would be accepted or not, being only a novice and all compared to the rest of hell's depths, but was this thing right? Was in, in a sense, a demi-god to the world? No, not just the world, but the demon world as he knew it? And that woman, why had he taken such an interest in her suddenly? It may all become clear, now that he was about to meet the man responsible for all this. ::

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Character Portrait: Deon Morris Character Portrait: Sebastian 'Inferno' Character Portrait: Devin Namach Character Portrait: Chang T. Wilson Character Portrait: Ashley 'Ash/Soot' Clade Character Portrait: Illusion
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Chang Tartarus Wilson

Chang's life had changed in the strangest way possible and until this day, he couldn't determine if this was a bad change or not. It had been a typical day for him, wandering around the New York's dark part and trying to find easy prey when it happened. One minute he was talking on the phone with his boss - a beautiful woman in her late thirties and the next minute, he was being pinned down on the road by two oversize men with no where else to run or hide. He hadn't gone down without a fight. He had taken out his pocket knife and proceeded to stab both of them. He had managed to escape. The next events were very blurry in Chang's memory as all he remembered was the chase between him and a group of strange women and men, all aiming with weapons. Finally, he was defeated and forced into an uneasy sleep filled with nightmares and men with weapons. He was tied up and now, he was being leaded into a warehouse that looked like it hadn't been used for years by those people. Chang sighed. He had experienced the ups and downs in his life, normally the downs were always being overweight by the ups but now, it seemed he had undergone too many downs and for once, Chang wondered when he would have those precious ups that he desired so much.

Being shoved into a chair by a man, Chang turned back and glared at him hatefully, a part of his mind was working furiously on how to torture him the worst way he could think of. So far, he had only thought of dismembering, stabbing, using electricity, cutting him into pieces and taking out all of his organs and forcing him to eat them. A hit in the back of his head forced him to focus on his surroundings as he looked around, trying to find a way to get out. The house was dark and slightly cold, something Chang found very uncomfortable. He wasn't afraid of the dark since he was a part of New York's underworld and therefore, working in the dark was something he had to get used to but he never really liked the cold. The lights suddenly lit up, causing the young man to flinch slightly, searching for the one that had done it. The room that had been very quiet from the start had become even quieter and Chang could even hear the noise of the flies if he focused hard enough. There was a man, sitting on the most luxury chair in the room and around him, he could see several other people, a few he could recognize as the ones that had chased him and brought him here. Chang bit his lips, slipping into his cold mask easily, his eyes were devoid of all emotions. Standing next to the man was a woman whose eyes were as empty as his and before Chang could ask, the man in the middle of the room opened his mouth, speaking in a voice that demanded attention.

"You four have been summoned here because of one reason, and one reason alone. You all possess one thing in common, although none of you have met before, you may think that those round you are slightly familiar or that you are somehow connected. Indeed, this is the truth, you all are connected, all of you have the blood of the Devil running through your veins. You are all born of Human Mothers and Human Fathers, or maybe both, having gained your blood further on in the past, but it remains the same. You are all half Demon, and you are a danger to Humanity".

Chang blinked. Wait, what did he just say? He, a demon? No, not a demon...a half demon. A part of his mind scolded darkly. Like that would make anything better. He was just spitting lies right into his face. He was not a stupid brat and there was no way he would believe something as stupid as that. What would he say next? Was he going to tell them that they all had to become the messiahs and save the world now? What a laugh! He clenched his teeth and waited, his cold mask had never once slipping. He had been forced to go here, might as well listen to what all of them had to lie. The air in the room had darkened immediately after the man spoke and Chang could feel the insane part of him giggled uncontrollably in his mind, this was fun...like those times he had slipped into the yakuza's house. The sound of clicking guns was heard and Chang looked up, almost lazily as a man pointed a gun into his skull, ready to kill him if needed to. Why did he want to kill Chang again? Oh yeah, apparently, Chang was a 'half' demon so he was dangerous. He raised his eyebrow, looking challenging at the man, daring him to shoot. The man's hands were sweating slightly. 'A coward...not really worthy of my time' Chang thought smugly when the door opened with a bang, a boy walked in. He seemed like a young boy with a calm face, too calm in a situation like this. He grinned and the man laughed in a booming voice, making Chang's ears hurt. The lightning struck again, illuminating the house, he caught a glimpse of the man's face with only a working eye.

The man then continued to say as if nothing had happened. 'How amusing...' Chang thought sarcastically. His thoughts were interrupted when the man raised his voice once again "But I shall give you all a choice, you may come work for the international organisation, called the WDL, or the 'Warriors of the Divine Light', or you may die here, and be of no threat to humankind at all, and you shall be sent straight to Purgatory, where your soul shall rot for all eternity for the sins you have no doubt committed in your years. I am Arthur, current Leader of the WDL and the Leader of the Paladins, the WDL's elite Demon Hunting Squad. In short, I am the most powerful Human on this Earth".

Ah, now was the threatening part. He could only choose to serve the WDL or something like that or else he would be doomed in Hell. Anger coursed through Chang's veins. 'So, because they needed our helps...my help, they decided to take me by force...and then spitting out some sorts of nonsense lies, expecting me to believe it? Are they kidding me? Is this man insane?' Chang growled softly, irritated with the whole situation but above all, he felt useless, unable to escape the ropes. What kinds of ropes were this? Why couldn't he escape it using his strength? Chang began to struggle once again, wanting to escape from the rope...or maybe, it was to escape his destiny, Chang didn't know and frankly, he didn't care. He wanted to get out. Now.

The leader of the whole crazy bunch gestured toward the woman who was also crazy enough to follow him and introduced, ignoring Chang's weak attempt to escape. "This young lady here is known as 'Illusion', due to her nature and skillset, she is the head of our Demon Program, being one herself. Due to her Demonic heritage, she is not very trusted, but she has served us for a long time, long enough to gain at least a molecule of our trust, therefore she will be watching over all of you as you grow. I will not reveal much about her to you, as it is strictly confidential, and only very few of our own men, even the higher-ups, know anything about her".

'She...betrayed her own kind? Is this for real?' Chang thought in disbelief but quickly corrected his mistake 'provide that there're demons, of course'. The lightning struck again with a big thunder followed this time but Chang didn't flinch. He was focusing hard on how to make his decision. What should he choose? These people were obviously crazy and he couldn't afford to let them kill him if he chose the wrong things. The lights went out and everything was silent.

CRACK!

All the windows in the room were smashed and Chang swallowed...what was this feeling? A long forgotten part of him was laughing with excitement like it recognized the silence as a friendly one. Chang's head was starting to hurt, too. What about the shadows? Had they really just...moved? He was so confused he didn't even noticed the crackling in the room until a pair of eyes focused on him. Before Chang could control himself, he had already hummed with the laughter, creating a disturbing noise. But it was like a part of himself was awaken...and it was demanding to be free, which Chang found was very easy to just give in. The young man struggled with his rope again...Still no use. What was he going to do now?

He locked eyes with the demon and Chang found himself petrified. Those eyes...those eyes were the ones he had seen in his dreams...a long time ago. The dreams of sweet nothingness and promises full of destruction and deaths for those who had mistreated him. Chang let out a small scream which turned into a pain groan when he felt himself being smashed by the gun of the man who was still pointing it at him. He growled, louder this time, his voice had taken a deep tune and it wasn't even a human's growl anymore. It was more like a beast's growl. He wanted to be free...He desired to be free. He would do anything for this freedom. He needed his freedom...very badly.

"Ah, my Masters Children have mostly all been summoned into one place, easy pickings really. But I am not here to kill you, I am simply here to... recruit you into our Ranks." The demon's voice brought a shiver to Chang's spine. What was happening to him? He couldn't control his own reaction anymore...It opened its wings and a swirling blood red portal to form, the darkness and hatred from the gate to hell invited Chang to step through it. "In naught but a few seconds this place shall be filled to the brim with minor Demons ready to feast on your very souls. Now, those of you that are more.. darkly inclined must come to me quickly, and then we shall meet your Father. Soon..."

Chang couldn't take it anymore, he had enough of this stupid rope. He was going to make his own destiny. And no shitty 'strongest human on Earth' was going to stop him. If the man wanted him to join them, he would do the exact opposite thing, see how the man took it. "Strongest my ass" Chang muttered and growled at the demon who was grinning from ear to ear "What the hell are you waiting for? Cut these fucking ropes for me so I can get the hell out of here...I'm sicked of these supposed exorcists and their insane ways"

The Demon blinked in surprised before chuckling, a deep dark voice sending another shiver running down Chang's spine but he didn't struggle as the long claws helped him cut those ropes loose. Shaking himself out of the uncomfortable ropes, Chang stood up and walked with the demon to the Portal. Standing next to it, he could practically feel his demonic power growing by the seconds and he was pretty sure his eyes were bright red now. He looked into the shitty leader's eyes and spatted out coldly.

"Well? Where were you when I wanted to end my life? Where were you when I had no where else to go and ready to open my heart to anyone who so much as gave me a smile? Where were you when I was forced to eat food from trash bins? Let me tell you where you were...you were probably sitting in that fucking chair and giving out orders. And now you expect me to come to you with open arms? Are you fucking serious? Don't fuck with me, old man. I'm done with this. I'm done with all of this. I'm making my own destiny now and I dare anyone of you to stop me."

He turned to face the other children, whom were also half-demons just like him. "And you guys listen to me...this man is manipulating you all...I won't mind having new brothers and sisters...please join me...I'm pretty sure I'll always welcome you guys" He looked at the shitty leader and cursed the man with all the hatred he could manage "I hope you'll rot in hell, Mister 'strongest human on Earth'" With those last words, he stepped into the Portal, to a new dark world and his newest home. He had made his own decision and he was the owner of his destiny now. No one, not even Satan himself, could stop him from doing what he wanted.

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:: Sebastian could still only see the blackness around them as they continued to walk, his head looking around for any signs of activity. "Why can't I see anything?" He asked the wandering eye, who continued to lead the way. "Ah, yes, that is because you are a human. Because of this, you cannot see what really goes on in hell, but you can see what appears in front of you. You see, if you could hear the human souls that have been thrown down here, like I can, then you would know that they are screaming themselves to death. In other words, hell is a horrible place for humans, and until your ready, let's just say your father would prefer you in one piece." It told him, Sebastian nodding in response as he glanced back to hear someone else. "Who's that...?" He asked mainly himself. "Must be a new ally of yours, a 'brother' perhaps? Oh well, your father will send someone to retrieve him." It told him. "Like you?" "No, you are the special one, my boy. I was granted permission to help you since your, well, more unique then the others let's say. Now, what about that woman?" It asked him, trying to hide the obvious laughter that was coming up. "Why do you suddenly care?" "It's a little odd, isn't it? How you took interest in just her and none of the others there, that leader --" "Wanted to shoot him." "-- That girl with him --" "Could care less about whores." "-- Or any of the other children there for that matter?" "They have already proven to be idiots in one way or another, I do not care for them, I would be better off without them." He told the voice, as he could hear it chuckling away now from his response.

"Tell me, does she remind you of anyone?" It asked him. "...Maybe." He said, unsure of himself whether to trust the eye or not, but then, wasn't the eye already a part of him? He was confused, was the eye thing a guide to him, a part of him, could he only see it, could he only tell it even existed? He shook his head, his head hurting as he heard the thing chuckle again. "You'll figure it out." It told him as if it had already read his mind. "None of the other humans will be able to see me, not even the children, but other demons like the demon kings can, or your father. In a way, I don't even exist to humanity, well, except you of course." He felt one of his brows raise in response to something he said. "Demon kings...?" He asked it. "Ah, I forgot about that. The Demon Kings are the people who rule over sections of hell, unlike your father who's considered a Demon God in his own right. In a way, he is, but at the same time, he himself is very limited to what he can do. If it weren't for the first demons, who at the time were in smaller numbers but were stronger and smarter then most of hell, he would of never obtained the power he did over hell. We'll talk about that more later, show me something about why you care for this person."

He remembered that day, the day he had gotten home to his ill mother, who's beauty shined above any human's he had ever seen, it was as if she was an angel in her own right. Running over to sit beside her, he smiled as she touched his cheek, a boy who hadn't even turned six and yet was running about helping his mother. "Welcome home." She said, as he put down the basket beside her head. "Thank you, they look lovely." She told him with a gentle voice that sounded as if she were always singing, birds would occasionally chirp in tune with her, oh how the town was going to miss her unnatural beauty. "Can you do mommy a favor, and hum like she taught you to?" He nodded as he ran over to the window and opened it to let the light in, all the while humming away the only thing he could produce from his throat until he was ten years old, which would be long after his mother was gone. He watched her close her eyes and smile as she heard his humming, seeming to be at peace. Once he stopped, she opened her eyes and sighed out happily. "Thank you. Do you mind washing the clothes for me?" She asked him, he nodded all too eagerly as she let out a little laugh from this. "Such a gentleman." She said to him a little quieter now, as he ran outside while avoiding the terrible thought she would die in her deathbed only three days later. This was how life had been for young Sebastian, even at birth he had struggled against life. In some ways, he is an abomination put upon the earth, but in many ways, he is perhaps one of the most unique of mother nature's children.

"So that's why." The voice rang out as he shook his head, entering back into reality as he heard the voice chuckling once again. "She reminds you of your mother?" It asked him, as he turned his eyes away from it. "Ohh, I see now. it's because you couldn't save your mother that you hold something dear for this woman, as if she were in a similar situation?" It asked him, as he closed his eyes tightly. "Ahh yes, that is it! And you don't want just a mother figure, you want her to be at your side, right?" It told him, chuckling away as he looked back forward to see the strangest creatures he had ever seen run towards him. "There you are!" It shouted to him, the creatures stopping near him as they looked like they had been running for ages. "Speak." The eye said to him, as they looked around for a source to the voice, but could find none. "We -- we were sent here by Lord Brenhin to retrieve you, sir." They said, as the voice chuckled a bit out of this. "Ahh, so we must visit one of the Demon Kings themselves? Fine, but do us both a favor, and go back for another child. Guide him to Brenhin's castle, I will guide the boy." Once again confusion ran amongest them, but they nodded and quickly went off without even so much as another glance at the boy. "What's up with them...?" He asked the eye quietly. "It's hard being a low level demon like them, they even make one mistake and someone may kill them and easily replace them. Like I said, hell is in very bad times, but the Demon Kings make up for that I suppose, even if they are few in numbers now." It spoke out as it guided him through the flames around him.

Once they had arrived at the castle, the flames subsided and left the castle visible to Sebastian. He looked at it with great awe, it was the first thing he had saw in hell, and while the creatures from before had spooked him, they looked more funny then they did terrifying. However, something in here made him shiver, the eye noticed this and drifted over his right shoulder in response. "Stay calm now, my boy. A first impression is always the best, and I do mean that." It chuckled darkly from it's sense of humor, Sebastian wondered if it even had one, hell he thought it might of been serious somewhere in those words. "Go, and do remember not to look him in the eyes unless he gives his word. When he gives his word to you that he won't kill you, only then may you look into Brenhin's eyes." It told him quietly as they approached the demonic castle. "Why is that?" He asked the eye with worry. "Because while you still have your father's blood in you, Brenhin does things on his own at times, even some things that your father has grown most upset about with him, oh, do forgive me if you get confused with this whole father thing, but it is how he must be referred to. Oh, and try not to mention anything about heaven and it's angels or it's ruler, remember this is hell my boy, your views on life will change all in this one day. And do not worry about the woman, I am making sure she stays safe." It told him, as he looked at it curiously. "How can you do that?" He asked, as it chuckled once more. "I am partially to blame for you being here, but I needed to give you a fighting chance. You can only wield one ability, and it won't even be able to be used in your human form. Well, you are full of surprises, so who knows, give it several years and you might get a spark." It chuckled one last time as he entered into the castle of hell. And there he saw before him Brenhin, or who he guessed was Brenhin, sitting on his throne as he could see the gigantic demon's form. If there was anything close to the devil in this place, it was Brenhin. He avoided Brenhin's eyes to the best of his ability as he was told, the eye floating by his shoulder still as it looked up at Brenhin. "Well, someone looks comfy today." It spoke out on it's own, as it floated above the other shoulder. "King Brenhin, I would like to introduce you to one of the children, Sebastian. I hope you aren't trying anything against his father's wishes, after all we both know the last time you spoke out against him, don't we?" It couldn't help but chuckle, knowing Brenhin couldn't harm it without hurting the boy, but it also knew when to stop. "Now then, jokes aside, perhaps you could give a reason why you have the boy here?" It asked him, watching around for any suspicious movements, as Sebastian held his ground, too scared to even try to get down on to his knees, heck he thought it was polite, but then again this was hell, so all he could do was stand like an idiot. ::

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Nathan Salazar Jackson

Nathan had seen many things in his life. He had seen things that people twice his age hadn't even seen yet and he had seen things that were so strange no one believed they existed. But in his wildest dream, Nathan couldn't believe what he was seeing right now. It started out quite typically with him killing the demons and reporting back to the headquarter. After that, he was surprised or maybe not really that surprised to receive an order to come to the meeting warehouse where he proceeded to meet Arthur - the leader of the WDL. It started out quite nicely with Arthur making threats, introduction, more introduction. He wasn't sure which part he paid attention to and which he did not. All he remembered was somehow, Arthur had managed to collect all the demon's children here to tell them the usual threats - join them or die in hell...yada yada yada. It might be interesting the first few times you heard it but after 10 times, the speech became boring as hell and Nathan felt himself drifted off into his dreamland.

CRACK!

A very disturbing noise woke Nathan up and he looked around sleepily. The house had suddenly become very quiet and Nathan suddenly wondered if he had woken up the wrong time. Slowly, his whole body was filled with dread as he realized the familiar presence in the air. Oh, the demon had come to collect the children. He pushed his glasses up his nose and observed the scene in front of him with calm eyes, waiting for it to happen, waiting for the children to choose their own destiny. The red portal swirled dangerously and one of Nathan's snakes hissed, warned him about the danger of the zone but Nathan just smirked in a knowing way. Slowly, he saw two figures approached the gate and walked through. They were...hmm...let see...He looked into the files and crossed out two names:

Sebastian 'Inferno'

Chang T. Wilson

He waited calmly until all of the children had chosen their own destiny before jumping down from the ceiling, his eyes shone with mildly amusement. "Well...it's time to interfere, I guess...children...help the others" He called out and watched as snakes slithered out of his coat and into the floor, the snakes hissed venomously before biting the demons. He picked up one small green snake and whispered to it urgently "Child, tell him Inferno and Wilson are taken care of...I have sent a snake to the ones that run away and as for those who stay...I will keep an eye on them. Now go, child...make daddy proud" The snake obediently slithered off and Nathan looked at the demon army with a gentle smile. Rolling his sleeves, he grinned and gave a small gesture with two fingers, inviting them to attack him "Come and get me if you dare, gentlemen" He said with a small chuckle.

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The giant Demon chuckled as he turned to look at his younger and much smaller brother. "You never where one for the old ways were you brother." He shifted in his throne. "And since when did you." He pointed at Loki. "Care much for the matters in which I work in, that is unless you are after something." He enjoyed talking the much smaller Demon, despite the difference of appearance they were both quiet similar in their ways.

He Looked around scenting the air. "When you live in a land constantly ablaze you get used to the smell, although I am the one who caused most of the fires here." He then waved at Loki clearly wishing him to be gone. "Tell the council that I will be present at the allotted time, and I wish for no more disturbances until then." He sounded angry which only made his voice even harsher.

It didn't take long for Sebastain to turn up, with some form of guide on the boys shoulder, he smiled to himself and shifted so his chin was resting on his right fist, sparks and embers flew from the contact. "I am not blind I called for the boy to be brought here." It was clear he was talking as if Sebastian wasn't even there. "And don't think me ignorant either lesser creature, besides I was not the one to fall that day, simply one of my weaker brothers hardly fit for the title of Demon King." He then looked at Sebastian as if he had only just entered the room. "My reasons as always are my own, however I will tell you that I find something... Useful in this boy." He snorted in a slight annoyance at the boys lack of any sort of initiative, clearly he had not been taught how to great a better in the Demon world but then again he was only human. "Now then, who are you exactly?" He looked at the eye again. "I would rather you would be gone."

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"You never were one for the old ways, were you brother? And since when did you...care much for the matters in which I work in, that is unless you are after something."

Loki eyed his brother for a whole minute before a grin made its way toward the younger demon's face. He chuckled and shrugged his shoulder like he was trying to shake off some invisible dust "Brother...you know me too well" He ran a hand through his short black hair and smirked deviously. Pausing to give himself more time to think, Loki finally admitted "You are correct, Brenhin...I'm here for something..." Sending quick glances at the crystal ball in his brother's hand, Loki waved his hands in a dismissive gesture and quickly reassured Brenhin as he sensed some of the demon king's servants and guards seemed to be on edge "And no...I'm not after your precious prize...I'm here for something else" He turned his head and took a few steps away from Brenhin. "I know that you are doing something that our Father...our Lord won't approve...trying to take the prize all by yourself is not a good action for a big brother, you know..." He stopped walking away and turned around, coming closer to the Fire Demon. His grin widened a little bit more and he dropped his voice into a low whisper "Fortunately, I have something I want as well...so I will keep your actions quiet for now...after all, I can't let our Father knows that I approve of such actions, correct?" He chuckled and tapped his chin, appeared to be very thoughtful.

"Brother...have you heard the name...hmm...Deon Morris? I believe he's one of Father's children..." He asked and raised an eyebrow, looking at Brenhin mockingly. Taking out his pocket knife, he began to cut his long nails and yawned. "Hmm...normally, I won't say this to you, Brenhin...but since you have taken an interesting in one of the children...I may as well come out and say it..." He paused to let the sentence sink in before Loki leaned in dangerously closed to Brenhin, whispered in the demon king's ear with a tone that sent normal people to cower in fear "I want you to stay out of my prize...He's mine. I will deal with him personally. If I found out that you dipped your nails into my prize or harmed a hair on his head, you would find Father become suddenly interested in some of your more...hmm...secretive activities, brother..." He grinned and leaned back.

Looking satisfied with his threat, Loki smiled charmingly at Brenhin, appeared to be a rather innocent looking boy than a demon king. "But of course...there's no way I would do that to one of my dear siblings...or would I?" His eyes quickly lost their evil glint and he gave Brenhin one of his famous 'cute smiles'. Chuckling, Loki finally said "And in conclusion, I won't touch what are yours...if you don't touch what are mine..." He knitted his fingers together and grinned once again "So, dear brother...do we have a deal?" He said nonchalantly as he stepped on a small flame on the ground, effectively put it out "...you don't have to answer today, Brenhin...You can tell me your answer the next meeting...I'm waiting for a positive answer"

"Tell the council that I will be present at the allotted time, and I wish for no more disturbances until then."

Brenhin said angrily, obviously wanted Loki to leave his territory. The younger demon just smiled in a knowing way and nodded his head "Farewell, Brenhin...I hope you have a nice day with you prize" He walked out of the room and stopped as he stood in front of a boy with black hair and dark blue eyes. Studying the poor one, Loki laughed out loud "Brother...is this your prize? What the hell did you do to him? He is as stiff as a wooden board" The demon king patted the head of the boy, whom he assumed was Sebastian and chuckled "Relax, little brother...we won't eat you or do anything to you...yet. Just relax and you'll be fine."

As he continued to walk past Sebastian, Loki blinked in surprised as he encountered another person. He was tall and had long black hair that was tied into a pony tail, a scar adored his nose, his face was bloody with ten raw claws, still bleeding profusely. 'So, this is the other one...Chang, isn't it?' As the boy - Chang looked at him in the eyes with a look of mixed angry, confused, and awe, Loki felt the tip of his lips curled upward. He nodded in approval. "Hey, Brenhin! Since you don't need the other one...I'll take him, too, huh? Have fun, Brenhin. I'm leaving" Loki yelled at Brenhin and put a hand around the new boy's shoulder.

"So, little brother...What's your name again? Chang, isn't it? Let's go to my place, okay? I will show you a lot of fun things we can do together, Chang-chan" And with that, Loki leaded Chang out of Brenhin's castle to come to his own.



Chang Tartarus Wilson

Black. It was pitch black.

The moment Chang stepped into the Portal, he had panicked. His senses had been shut down and he could not hear, see, smell or even touch something. He waved his hands frantically, trying to calm his racing heart to no avail. He didn't know where he was, what he was doing, who he was. He lost sense of time and space. Black. Dark. Black. Dark. It was too dark, too black, too much for him to endure and the next second, Chang had collapsed and hold his head, trying to prevent a scream from escaping. He held onto the fragile piece of his sanity, what left of his mortality and his past. He didn't know he was screaming and tearing his face and drawing blood until he felt the liquid trickled down his skin. His voice was all scratchy but Chang didn't care. All he wanted was to feel something, to know that he was still alive, to believe that he still had his senses. He didn't know he had started crying until the silver liquid dropped into his opened palms.

What was he?

Who was he?

What was his purpose in life?


He didn't know how long he had walked until he spotted a small, flickering light. Like the light at the end of the tunnel. Chang had run, he had run as fast as he could to the light that would save him. The moment he had come closer to the little light he had stopped abruptly in shock. It was no light at the end of the tunnel. It was not a way out. The light in front of him came from a small white flame, hovering above his head like it was mocking him, laughing at him. Chang had reached out and touched it, felt the warmth, felt the relief, felt the emotions. He was not dead. He had a purpose. He was somebody. The young man felt his back arched and he let out an agony scream as pain exploded inside him. Whatever the flame was, it was hurting him. He had tried to shake it off but it didn't come out. Finally, after seconds, minutes, hours, days, months or even years, Chang didn't know...he had lost tracked of time, he felt the pain lessened and he could stand up straight.

He felt a surge of power running through his body and at that moment, Chang truly believed he could do anything. He continued to walk until he saw it. His way out. The end of his journey. Chang walked out of the Portal calmly like nothing had happened at all. He had believed it was all over...how wrong he was. The moment he stepped his foot on Hell's ground, he was attacked by hundreds of sounds, scents and feelings. He felt the hot flames licked his skin, he felt the smoke caressed his face, he heard pained moans, he heard tortured screams, and he could smell the rotten flesh, the burn human meat. Chang did the first natural thing he could think of. Vomiting.

As he finished emptying his stomach's content, Chang looked around. He was not alone. 'Funny. Come to think about it, I didn't even see him when I walked into the Portal.' Chang thought warily as he looked at one of the half-demons standing next to him. He looked quite young, perhaps he was still a teenager. His hair was black and he had a pair of dark blue eyes. He seemed...nervous for some reasons and Chang felt himself getting confused. What had happened when he was out of it? He didn't remember much about the details in the Portal, he only remembered he did not want to go through the same thing the second time again. Chang studied his surrounding. He was standing in a huge castle with flames everywhere and dead bodies scattered here and there. The young man wrinkled his nose in disgust. Was this...Hell? It was certainly more disgusting than he had thought.

His eyes traveled once again until they stopped at an enormous figure sitting on the throne. It was huge. Enormous. Giant. Terrifying. Chang could practically feel the heat rolling from the demon's body as it seemed to be having a conversation with someone else. The young man continued to stare, trying to see past the smokey background and see who the demon was talking to. Suddenly, his wish was granted as he could see much, much clearer and Chang realized with a jolt that the demon was talking to a tiny...human? The human had short, black hair and was wearing a...was that a fur coat? He seemed rather relaxed for someone who was talking to a big demon like that. Chang could hear bits and pieces of the conversation as the human stepped on something on the ground.

"...you don't have to answer today, Brenhin...You can tell me your answer the next meeting...I'm waiting for a positive answer"

'Brenhin? Meeting? Council? Positive answer? What the hell is that?' Chang thought in confusion as the human, or at least, the one he thought was human walked to the other one and began taunting the boy. "Brother...is this your prize? What the hell did you do to him? He is as stiff as a wooden board" To Chang's surprise, the human man began patting the other boy's head and did he just call the demon his...brother? What was going on here? Before Chang had the chance to ask, he heard the man continued to talk in the cheerful voice Chang disliked very much "Relax, little brother...we won't eat you or do anything to you...yet. Just relax and you'll be fine." Chang, once again, felt himself being surprised by the man. He didn't think he would be surprised again because so many things had happened today but he had been proved wrong. 'I'm pretty sure that guy just admitted he's a demon, too...what the fuck? He doesn't even look like that big ass demon over there. He looks like me and I'm pretty sure I'm a human...well, half-human but whatever'

Chang didn't even notice the man until he felt a hand warped around his shoulder and he flinched instinctively. He gave the man a panicked look and pushed him out. The demon-that-looked-like-human just laughed and said to him "So, little brother...What's your name again? Chang, isn't it? Let's go to my place, okay? I will show you a lot of fun things we can do together, Chang-chan" Chang could only nod numbly and let himself being leaded out of the castle by an over-enthusiastic demon(?). As he was being leaded far enough, Chang stopped abruptly and pushed the man's arm out of his shoulder.

"Okay, enough is enough. I'm not letting someone I don't even know lead me to who-knows-where. Spill it. Who the hell are you? No, wait a minute...I have to ask correctly. What the hell are you?" The man looked at him in surprise before laughing out loud, his voice sent chills down Chang's spine and he involuntarily took a step backward away from the obviously insane man. The man seemed to realize Chang's discomfort and quickly ended his laughter. Wiping a tear from his eyes, the man gave him an apologetic look.

"Sorry, little brother...it's just...it has been a while since someone talks to me that way and it's a refreshing change. I'm sorry for not introducing myself sooner. I'm Loki Belphegor, the Prince of Darkness and your older brother. Nice to meet you, Chang-chan"

Chang blinked as he looked at his...older brother before his eyes narrowed and a suspicious look crossed his face. He had seen this stuffs a lot of time before in the time he was still in New York and he wouldn't buy it now. He wasn't a fool after all and there was no way he would believe a guy appearing out of no where and claimed that he was Chang's older brother. "I don't believe you, Loki or whatever the hell you are. You look completely like a human...like me. There's no way you can be a...what did you call yourself again? Ah yeah, Prince of Darkness. Back off, I'm not believing in that bullshit. Give me some proofs, oh-mighty-older-brother" He said mockingly. He knew he was pushing his boundaries but he didn't care. Chang just wanted some evidence that he was not crazy and this was all true.

"As you wish, Chang-chan..." Loki replied cheerfully and before Chang could fully prepare himself, Loki had changed his appearance into...another kind of creature. This time, it was clearly a demon. With two sharp horns, a tail and pointed ears, Loki looked down at a stunned Chang and smirked "So? Whatdaya think, Chang-chan? Is it good enough?" Chang nodded again, still felt overwhelm by everything and Loki patted his head, grinning widely "Don't worry, Chang-chan...you'll get used to it soon enough if you live with me"

Chang's head snapped back as he heard Loki said and he repeated "Live...with you? Are you kidding me? I have to live with you?" Loki gave Chang a look and changed back into his human form "Uhm, yeah, of course you have to live with me...unless you want to sleep in the wild and eat rotten flesh...God knows I won't stop you if you want to do so, Chang-chan" Chang shook his head, feeling a little ill at the fact that he had to eat flesh if he had to live alone and then felt a little annoyed at the suffix Loki kept calling him "And what's with the Chang Chang thing? My name's Chang Tartarus Wilson, you know...not Chang Chang or anything" Loki eyed him, looking horrified at the fact that Chang didn't know the meaning of his suffix "You never hear of the -chan, -kun, -san, -chin, -tan, -sama...stuffs? Where have you been? Have you been living under a rock or what? Come, brother...I have a lot to educate you...and first of all, I have to open your eyes to the world of...Anime and Manga. I can't believe you don't know any of that and still live. It's a crime"

Chang looked uncomfortable for a moment before he asked uncertainly "Am I...in trouble?" Loki laughed and patted Chang's head. For a human this age and a conman to boost, Chang sure was innocent "You? In trouble? Hardly, otouto...but I will make sure you won't lack any of those precious knowledge again. Don't worry, Aniki will take care of you, Chang-chan" Chang pushed Loki away and scolded angrily "Don't touch me...brother. And what about my power or something? I'm not powerless, am I?" Loki chuckled but stopped patting Chang's head "Hoh? You still haven't figured out your power yet? Tch...let's come to my place quickly...I will lock you in my castle until I deem you have enough knowledge about this world...I can't believe you're even more innocent than Deon-chan when he first got a real glimpse of the real world."

Chang felt himself being pulled quite harshly and he pressed his eyes shut as he felt hot winds blew into his face. When he opened his eyes, he saw himself standing in front of another castle, this time it must be Loki's place. It was a large castle but very nice. It wasn't hot like the other one but there were many kinds of flowers and trees growing around. There were strange vines that Chang had never seen in his life. As he wandered and prepared to touch a colorful flower, Loki warned "Hey, don't touch anything, Chang-chan...you don't want to have a strange case of sickness on your first day here" Chang flinched as his hand stopped mere inches from the flower and he took back his hand carefully "Err...Loki...brother, how does this place work?" Loki looked at Chang thoughtfully and sat on a bench, inviting Chang to sit with him.

Chang looked warily at his brother but sat down nonetheless, trying to sit as far away from Loki as possible "Ah well, let's see...there's our Lord...our Father...the one that leads all the Demons in this Hell. After that, well...there're his advisers, his council as he often calls it...A bunch of senile old demons in my opinion" Loki snorted and Chang felt himself listened carefully to his brother's words "Well, after the council...there're a bunch of Demon Kings...like me or Brenhin, ya know...the one you just saw...yeah, we lead different territories and mind our own businesses. And then there're a bunch of lackeys that follow us. There're also the outcasts, demons that don't follow anyone...they don't often live long to tell their tales but the ones that manage to survive long enough are pretty decent, too...There are demons that have been kicked out of Hell because of their bad deeds or something like that. And of course, there're you guys - half demons. If you manage to climb on the Rank, you'll be respect and stuffs...but if you don't, you will be a disgrace to our demons. Personally, I don't care that much but yeah, that's about it, I think" He gave Chang a look "Do you have any more questions?"

Chang nodded and opened his mouth "What about the powers you're talking about?" Loki nodded, feeling pleased that Chang was learning fast "Well, powers are more complicated than that...there're three types of power...one, you were born with them. Two, the powers you have practiced hard enough and so you have them and three, the powers you have obtained from other demons. The first type of powers...."

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:: Sebastian was way out of his league here, he felt as if his entire world was collapsing and he couldn't do anything to stop it. Watching the two demons bicker with each other was something that made him feel his heart start to beat within his head, although he couldn't physically feel it happening. What was happening to him? Was hell having some sort of unusual effect on him? He couldn't tell, he had to keep his cool, so he wouldn't get eaten. At this, he felt a hand drop down on his head as he looked over to see Loki, his brows raising as he walked away and went with the other 'child' as they were called. Sebastian may have been the youngest, he thought to himself at least he was, but that didn't mean he was the weakest. Nor was he going to allow himself to be, but this place was no where near where he wanted to go. All he wanted to do was get to know that woman more, he shuddered as he collapsed on to his knees, finally realizing the truth. He knew why he had been sent down here, looking down at his tattoo's, he realized that maybe this was to grant him power to help her. Maybe, in some sick twisted way, hell was actually being allowed to destroy those accursed corrupted holy men who believed they were following god. Was the only way to stop them to join forces with the devil himself? Was he doomed to never see her again, but be like a guardian angel from the sidelines? He refused to become a shadow in the sidelines, he refused to be ignored. He would meet her again, and he would get to know her name, just as she would get to know his. And he would get her to giggle, just once, he would.

The eye watched Loki carefully as he walked over towards Sebastian, watching then as he walked away with Chang. Then it looked over towards Brenhin, seeming to almost hold back a chuckle that was coming up. "Well, looks like your brother's been quite busy, hasn't he?" It asked him, floating above Sebastian's head now as it continued to watch Brenhin. "In a response towards your earlier question, or rather harsh statement about me, I believe I cannot even if I could. For you see, the head master himself, that being devil, has ordered me to be the boy's guide from here on out. I am to always be with him in hell and on earth, so it looks like I'm stuck here. Oh, do you not like that Brenhin?" It taunted him a bit, seeming to chuckle with delight a bit as it floated up a little more so Brenhin would stop having to look down always at it. "Or would you rather I personally call the master himself to your place and we have the meeting here, oh I don't think you would like him to discover what you've been doing, or have him get on your nerves because of one mistake you made, right?" With that, it chuckled and lowered down to the boy's shoulder. "Now then, seeing as how we are running out of time and the boy needs to get use to your, well, rather 'sudden' appearance, I will talk for him. Right, Sebastian?"

He looked over towards the eye again, feeling his chest rise and fall as he kept on his knees now, only just figuring out what was going on now. He gave a short little nod towards the eye, looking back towards the demon king known as Brenhin. Then he suddenly rose up on to his feet as the eye widened a bit at this, watching him as Sebastian regained his breath. "...Lord Brenhin, is it? I would like to know more about hell and my father before I go to meet him. I would also like to know more about what I am... And what it means." He dared not stare into the demon king's eyes, for even glancing at them made his legs shiver, but he stood his ground all the same, trying to look as bold as he could get. He didn't want to appear weak before this demon any more, but at the same time, he also didn't want to insult him, for he knew nothing about a demon king's standards, rules, and things like that. He thought back to the organization simply known as the WDL, and he thought about how they were corrupted and needed to be stopped. If joining with these demons and the devil was the only way to do, so be it. The woman appeared in his mind again, looking at him briefly before walking away, and the chains that suddenly began to wrap around her unnoticed, the collar being slammed around her neck as a dark gate slowly closed before him with three keylocks. That's when he knew he would save her, somehow he would get her out of that hell and let her be free again. He didn't bother to glance over at the eye as he heard it chuckle a bit, probably at what he had just thought, but it didn't matter to him. Even if it was just some stupid crush, even if he was the one who had to be crushed for the price of freedom, the reward would be worth it.

In a matter of seconds, a memory passed by, although it felt like a lifetime ago. He was now alone at the orphanage at the age of ten, a young looking boy now having grown since his mother's death, and how he loathed the fact she would never see him like this. The orphanage had allowed him to stand outside with an empty old cup, as today his clothes were a little dirty from standing out there so long, it had already been two hours and yet he had only gotten three cents. Running over towards a person, he stopped and walked along them as he rattled the cup a bit while looking innocently up at them. But as he tied this, he felt a hand press against his face and push him aside, his back hitting a wall as he felt himself slide down in to a sitting position. He shook his head as he got up and looked at the cup, only to find it empty again, and in a panic he looked around for the three cents, but they were already gone. His hard work had been wasted now, and feeling so pathetic about it, he walked back to the orphanage with a still empty cup. And that's when one of the people saw him and ran out, kneeling down in front of him as he felt his shoulders grabbed. "My child, what are you doing out here still?! You look so dirty, so tired, and so hungry! Why do you do this to yourself?" She asked the young Sebastian, as he looked down at the cup in response and held it out for her. "I'm helping raise money for her operation." He told the woman, her eyes widening as a sad look came across her face, her grip tightening a bit on his shoulders.

"You don't need to raise the money, we only need three more dollars. She'll be fine, we'll pay the three dollars and she'll have the operation tomorrow, and she will be fine." She tried to tell him, but Sebastian felt this was too important. "But you don't need to waste your money, I can get the three dollars. I want to help, please, let me help her." The girl they spoke about was a young orphan girl, two years younger then Sebastian, who had caught a fatal disease, and only this operation could save her life. Sebastian had met her before, the most recent being when he found her in that bed, coughing occasionally into the air, her arms unable to move. He had spoken with her, and how he was finally happy to have another child as a friend, his first real friend in so long. The woman smiled sadly at him, oh how it made him want to cry now. "You have already helped her so much, all you can do now is come inside and wait. You need a bath, and what would she think if she found you all dirty like this?" He smiled at her lightly as she took the cup and lightly took his hand, taking him along inside. Of course, she had the operation and in three months she recovered, all during this time her and Sebastian grew closer together, having so much fun. Then two months later, she was adopted. But they made a promise, that she would visit three times a year, and she almost did. Sometimes, she wasn't able to make it during some visits. Sometimes, it had to be moved to a later date. He remembered the last visit he got from her, only six months ago. Did the WDL intend to kill her off to get to him, did some horrible menace intend to kill her, or eat her? He would not allow it, even if it meant death, somewhere in his heart he knew that by saving the woman and destroying the WDL, he would also be saving a life long friend.

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Brenhin shook his head, slightly annoyed at Loki daring to threaten him. He let it slip this time but Loki's time would one day run out, if only I am there to see it, he mused to himself. He chuckled to himself however as he saw Sebastian fall to his knees, so the children can be affected by even my weakest power, good then no-one can stop it save the strongest Demon Kings. His smile faded when the guide was foolish enough to taunt him. He growled deep in his chest and brought his left fist down onto the arm of his throne causing the Demons to quiver in fear of his wrath. "It wouldn't be wise for any involved to continue to taunt me lesser being. Our lord." He said this in a slightly sarcastic tone. "Has had far more important things to worry about than me desiring to talk with one of his children."

The Demon king looked a little bemused at Sebastian's bravery, but that quickly changed. "Lord Brenhin?" He asked calmly. "LORD BRENHIN?! I Am King Brenhin and it would do you good to remmber that." His voice had turned into a roar like the sound of a thousand explosions. The gathered Demons screamed as the angered Demon King rose to his feet, the flames on his body flaring. He glared angrily at them. "Be silent!" He roared waving his hand over half of them, as he raised his palm a jet of fire sprang forth from the ground under their feet, hotter than anything a Human could fabricate with science, and scorched the crowed turning them to cinders in seconds and ending the noise in the room.

He then looked down at Sebastian seemingly calmed down, his voice returned to normal. "Hell... Is like nothing you humans have on earth, in each realm rules a different Demon King, I hold a large swath of Hell known as the land of brimstone for it has more fire than anywhere else, my brother Loki has different lands as far as I know. Your father, my lord." It was clear he didn't enjoy calling someone else his better nor did he call the Devil father like Loki had. "Is different to everyone he meets, as only a God of Demons can be, you will see for yourself but I am sure you have nothing to fear from him." He chuckled to himself as another piece of his plan fell into place. "If you wish for me to tell you about yourself, then I would have to be your mentor and your liege lord only then can I truly teach you about yourself and the power in you blood without interference."

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:: Sebastian felt his body shiver as Brenhin roared out with fury, he hated feeling this pathetic when he had such a huge goal to accomplish, but he dealt with it in order to meet his 'father' and he hoped it would be soon. Watching Brenhin just burn his own men like they were nothing sort of scared Sebastian, although he didn't show it, he thought what if the eye had been right? Maybe Sebastian had been sent to hell to make a change of things, to not only help Sebastian, but the demon race as he knew it. It may have sounded stupid to him right now, but looking back over at that eye, Sebastian could see something that felt so familiar within it. Looking back over at Brenhin, he listened while he talked about hell and it's ways, then he heard something about having to acknowledge Brenhin as his superior. His mind was rushing, he had no idea if he wanted to make this choice or not, but before he could, the eye stepped in again.

"Not so fast, Lord Brenhin." It put some emphasis on the word 'Lord' if only to tease Brenhin, a small chuckle escaping from the eye as it spun around Sebastian slowly and spoke before Brenhin could get angry at it again. "The boy has yet to meet his father, and you persist on him already becoming one of your lackeys? I am sorry to say, but I think the master would be most displeased with these results, and I don't think you wish for him to come over here. I think we should depart, unless of course you have any last words you wish to give to him? If not, I believe we shall depart at once." It spoke out as it finally stopped above Sebastian again, watching over Brenhin and his movements, almost as if taunting him to try something, taunting him to summon the devil right in his own home. Looking over at Sebastian, it thought of trying one of it's abilities once they were out of here, although it might take some time. IT also had to convince the devil of it's plan, it knew it had to work, otherwise Sebastian would go mad in hell, and the woman he so desired might be long from his grasp. And that, was just unacceptable right now. ::

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The huge Demon King tilted his head, paused and then laughed deep in his chest. The laugh subsided quickly. "You cannot threaten me little thing. I have done nothing against the old laws of the Demon Kings, I have not forced the children into anything any more than our lord has. And I would direct him to my brother, after all he has decided to take interest in more than one of the children." The Demon king then moved closer to the boy. "Know this child. You an I are more alike than any other Demon in this place. You will always have a safe haven in my lands. Unless of course you do something to anger me."

The Demon king turned on the spot and sat back on his throne, the flames behind him had turned a deep blue and the large seeing crystal floated back in front of him. "You may go now child. But do not allow the guide of your father lead you away from your own choices." He chuckled to himself as he looked into the crystal as a larger crowd than the one he had torched filled into the throne room, it was clear it was a great honour among the Demons to be in the presence of Brenhin, despite the dangers.

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~ Sebastian's View ~

:: Sebastian could tell he had made something of an impression, but the eye was what worried him. Had it pushed Brenhin too far today? Did it make trouble for him and the eye at the same time? He caught his breath as if he was suddenly tired, looking up at Brenhin as he lowered his head a bit towards him. "I will consider what you have said." He told him, turning around while keeping his head lowered as the eye led him and Sebastian out of there. "Oh, and Brenhin." The eye called out to him with a little mocking tone to it's voice still. "Don't forget to check up on the other child and Loki now, you don't want Loki to use the child to betray you. Then you'll have to kill them both, and that would be such a waste for the great and powerful demon king." With a chuckle it let, setting things into motion as it once again made the fires in front of Sebastian make a path for them.

"Where are we going now?" Sebastian asked after a few moments had passed, the eye now having a tiny black body that resembled that of a starfish, with the eye dead in it's center. "We are going to meet your father, well, if he's in. If not, I shall return to Earth with you and we can catch up on what you need to do." It told him, Sebastian felt the weight of the entire situation rest on his shoulders, the image of the chains crossing his mind for a second, and the eye reacted as if it could feel this. "The WDL is what they are called mainly, and they serve to rid the world of us. But I think there is a bit more to this." The eye spoke to him with caution for the first time, not even around Brenhin had it gone to such lengths. Sebastian was interested now, so the WDL was much more of a threat to the world then Brenhin was? "I believe they aim to control the world, after all, they are being lead by the pope himself. Maybe God abandoned them and they are taking revenge against his actions now. Do not worry though Sebastian, we will have you to destroy the WDL in the end, and in return, you will have that woman you so desire."

Sebastian looked down as he thought back to what he saw earlier, he felt odd as everything passed through his mind. He had barely been in hell for a few hours and suddenly it was on him to save the world? "Can I trust Brenhin?" He asked the eye, as it took some consideration into this before answering him. "Yes, for all his dumb and dull actions, he will make a great ally for you. His brother, on the other hand, you can not trust." It told Sebastian with caution again, suddenly it sounded like having Brenhin on his good side was a good thing to have, maybe it had told Brenhin about his brother so that Brenhin could keep his brother away from him? He shivered, realizing that it may already be too late for the other child who had been sent into hell. "Brenhin has many soldiers under his wing, and the power as well. He may not seem like the best option for an ally, but he is also our only choice, besides your father of course. Even if they do butt heads from time to time..." It mumbled the last part to itself, stopping as a demon came before them.

"The lord is not here right now, you will have to go." It told Sebastian and the eye, slamming the butt of it's spear against the ground before turning around and walking back off into the unknown, somewhere Sebastian could not see. "Oh dear, so we have to go back to Earth now?" The eye mumbled, shaking itself a bit as Sebastian watched it. "Ah well, he will probably want to meet us up there instead of having to come down here to talk. This may get a little tricky, Sebastian, so don't be afraid." It told him, as Sebastian closed his eyes in preparation, but felt nothing happen. When he opened his eyes again, they were outside a town, no one seemed to have noticed Sebastian had appeared out of thin air. "I'm... Alive." Was his first reaction, falling on to his knees and hands as he gasped for air, the insanity hell had left on him was finally starting to catch up. He worried about the other child again at this, could he even come back to Earth without going into a seizure?

The eye appeared again to him, floating over while still in it's starfish like body as he slowly felt his strength returning after what felt like several minutes. He pushed himself off the ground as he groaned a little, shaking his head a bit as he blinked a few times, all the while the eye observed him carefully. "It's a good thing I got you out of there when I did, not many half demons can handle the first time going into hell's depths. You were lucky though, you had me." It told him as it turned around and moved a little forward, Sebastian taking a few steps forward, feeling light-headed but found himself coming back together. "We are close to the WDL, but not too close that we will be spotted out of the norm by the security they have. Come, Sebastian, and I will open the other ability you can use. This time, one that can be used in human form." Sebastian felt a brow raise when it said that, but he found himself moving towards the town, having no where else in the world to go now. So the two began to head towards the town, the next part of Sebastian's journey started here it seemed. ::

~ Michael's View ~

"I am sorry sir, but you are not allowed inside." The WDL guard told him, next to him standing another WDL guard, who kept quiet and merely concentrated on finding any suspicious looking demons around that might be left. "But there was an attack here earlier, was there not? Why was I not noticed?" Michael asked them, out of his entire group, he was the only one the WDL trusted most it seemed. Now, at least. "We could not notify you because were not prepared for this attack, but I assure you, your services will be called once another demon attack has been notified." The WDL said to him, leaving the conversation at that, and Michael was left to walk off towards the van in frustration.

"They did it again!" He exclaimed to the driver sitting next to him, a member of the group who he could always count on when he needed him there. Michael could consider him a best friend even, both were extremely well known by now for slaying demons, although they did not allow themselves to be placed among the exorcists. They were hunters in a sense, serving under god in order to stop Satan's forces and send them back to the depths where they belonged. "Ah don't worry about it man, things happen for a reason." He heard Scott tell him, Michael could feel his rage settling down now, yet he should of at least been notified of the attack. "We're suppose to be heroes Scott, yet people still died back there today! How am I suppose to feel good about myself when people are still dying and making our attempts for justice and peace look in vein?!"

"Now Michael, settle down." Scott told him, keeping his eyes on the road and occasionally glancing to the back view mirror. Once in a while Scott would readjust it, but this did little to help with the situation. Michael's division of the group now was left in charge of handling the other two division's, who no longer had their leaders support and strength, which left Michael more stressed in the end. "We are heroes, but like I said, once in a while something happens that is out of our hands. The people will not blame you for this attack, and I am sure they will be more then thankful you are still there to save them." Scott brought a smile to his face, Michael let out a groan out of his throat in defeat, watching as the town came into view. "So how long before the WDL decides to send me back up to them to make a speech?" Michael asked Scott, who in turn let out a laugh as he stopped the van and parked it.

"Probably not for a few more days, although I would prepare early. You are a celebrity now, so it could be at any time. The year has only just started for them, I'm sure they are waiting for everything to settle before bringing in a big name such as yourself." Michael left out a sigh as he and Scott got out of the van, and began walking towards the town, both wearing clothes that would make them look like they had just come out of college. In reality, this was very true. Despite being part of one of the biggest demon slaying organizations in the world, Michael and Scott still had an education to get, although the demons didn't help any with that. "You think any demons will show up tonight?" Scott asked Michael jokingly, Michael smiling as he looked towards Scott. "If they do, it looks like we get an excuse to get out of studying tonight!"

Both laughed at this, enjoying the time they had before they would once again get separated. They had been best friends since eight years old, grew up as neighbors, but times had quickly changed. One thing Michael knew hadn't changed, they both were still looking for a girlfriend, it was just they had very different approaches on trying to do this now. ::

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~ Sebastian's story ~

:: When he had finally arrived, Sebastian felt like everything was suddenly more alive then he had seen from a distance. The people, oh how they walked around and seemed to enjoy what they did. But the eye, keeping close to Sebastian, reminded him of what they were here for. Then a thought came to Sebastian's head, why were they here? In a town solely full of people, surely attention would rise, no? "It will all begin soon." It told Sebastian. "But I believe that in order for you to see how much of a threat the WDL really is, you must see them first hand." Upon hearing this, his eyes widened with excitement and he could almost feel himself just wanting to jump around in his excitement. "Keep it down." It told him, keeping close again as when he noticed, people were starting to stare at him, probably wondering what he was thinking. "Our cover cannot be blown here, for the WDL control this town. Arthur's a very hard case to get by, so unless you want to end up with a arrow in your chest, I suggest acting normal from here."

Sebastian looked at his own arms as he frowned slightly, the eye noticing this as it moved on ahead. He noticed this and looked up, quickly jogging after it to see where it was going, although he had to run past some people first. When they arrive near the end of the other town, the eye had finally stopped, and Sebastian was a little tired. "Did you not notice something back there?" It asked him, as he stopped and looked back, then he looked back to the eye. He had never run that fast before, it was impossible, but he had felt something. "W-wow..." Was all he could get out, as the eye looked around at this. "Right... So it seems I need to help you learn a few other things. We have a few days before things get out of control, so listen to me very carefully on this." It began, as Sebastian waited to hear what it had to say to him. ::

~ A few days later... ~

:: Things were picking up quickly, it had been, what, maybe three days for everything to calm down? But to him, it only seemed like things were getting out of control, and the eye had been right in wanting to try to get him to the WDL in the process. However, the only way to do that was, well... "This demon right here will provide the perfect distraction for us, provided you take over it's mind." The eye told him, Sebastian watching the demon as it looked around at the both of them, utterly confused. "It's one of the lower rankings, but with the number of guards around here, it will do the job." He heard it say to him, as he shook his head and looked back at it. "I -- I don't know... What if someone dies because of me?" He asked the eye, as it seemed to grumble a bit before answering. "Kid, just try it. You will see it's easier to try then to just panic." It told him, making his focus turn back on the demon as he concentrated at this.

And then... He opened his eyes, and the demon was literally on it's hand and knees! He was shocked, had it actually worked, or what?! "There, now send it to attack." It told him, as he looked over at the eye before back at the demon. The demon suddenly stood up and saluted before rushing off and letting out a weak little cry before getting into a fight with three WDL guards. The outcome was as easy to tell as ever, the demon died within two minutes. "Ah look what it did to my outfit!" One WDL member cried out, as the other two ended up chuckling a bit. "Well, rookie, better get yourself a new one. Here, I'll give you the code. Go on, before someone sees what a mess you are." The other two hassled him before he walked off, mumbling to himself angrily. "Alright kid, this is our only chance. Go!"

With those words said, Sebastian sprung into action, and followed the WDL member until he used the code to access a room full of WDL suits. Sebastian focused on him only, watching as he began to struggle, noticing something wrong all of a sudden. But since no one was around, it took an easy three minutes to get him under his control. The man grabbed a uniform Sebastian's size, as Sebastian kicked the man out for a few minutes to put it on. Once it was on, he was good to go! "Now do me a favor, and stand right there..." He told the WDL man, as he suddenly saluted and raised his head up slightly. "Yes sir, of course sir! It is an honor sir! I am happy to -- OOF!" A heavy object fell on his head as he fell over, fading into unconscious. "Now place the card near him." The eye told him, as he walked over and placed an I.D. card near the man. "Someone's going to get in trouble for this." The eye said happily, as Sebastian walked off, soon joining the other WDL members thanks to his new found speed. They were all gathering up to go to one place, the WDL itself! ::

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~ Michael's Story ~

"I thought we were going to the WDL?" Scott asked, looking towards Michael in confusion. "We are... There's just been trouble." He told him, watching the rain begin to start as he looked up. "How odd..." Michael mumbled, before walking over with Scott to the scene, a WDL soldier struggling as he was bound. "What's the problem?" Michael asked, looking at the other three as they looked up at him. "It seems we caught a traitor, one who's been killing WDL members for quite some time. And now --" "PLEASE!" The man begged, struggling more against his bounds. "I -- I'm innocent I tell you! Innocent!" He screamed, struggling more. "Hang on now guys, just let Michael do this thing and --"

But all too late, a blade was forced out the man's chest as he collapsed, as they all turned to see an approaching WDL member wearing some sort of lightweight outfit and keeping his identity a secret. "Hey! What was that for?!" Scott asked him in rage, the mysterious WDL member stopping as he looked at them. "Orders from the head himself." Was all the member said before running off. "God damn assassins..." Scott mumbled, as Michael put a hand on his shoulder, having just finished his prayer. "There was nothing we could of done for him." Michael said, before walking off with Scott. "Got an umbrella?" Michael asked him. "Sure, let me get one." He said, quickly snatching one and opening it above them.

"You okay Michael? This isn't like you at all.." Scott said to him. "Something's wrong with the WDL... Something's coming. The rain wasn't suppose to come today, but it has for some reason... Come on, back to the van." He said, quickly beginning to rush off in the rain. "...Uh, yeah, I'm gonna walk." Scott mumbled out loud, before three minutes later the van would pull up near them. "Ah damn." Scott mumbled again before closing the umbrella and getting inside. "Where we going?" Scott asked, looking over at him. "The WDL. That man's murder has something to do with this. Arthur wouldn't send someone to murder one of his own members unless someone was going wrong... We don't have much time." With that, the next three days were spent... Going to the WDL. Or, who knows, they might of gotten there sooner.

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~ Sebastian's Story ~

Three days he had been waiting for this moment. The chance to finally see her again, the chance to prove himself, the chance to... Do something! The eye merely observed for now, hidden to the WDL members as it waited for them to arrive. Both were a little on edge, this was a big and also very suicidal attempt to get into the WDL's walls without being detected. Sebastian knew he was the youngest looking there, heck he should be in freshman year right now! None of it mattered as the last thoughts escaped when they arrived at the WDL. "Alright team, listen up." The man in charge of the squad spoke out, seeming to walk in front of them as they all got out of their vehicles. "We are getting high reports that an invasion is in the progress of happening right now. Our superiors have told everyone, and I will repeat those words here and now for all of you. Do NOT let it happen! If you even think you see a demon, don't think, act! It's what you were trained to do, it's what you were born to do, now let's go and find some demon asses to kick!" Everyone in the group cheered as they now found the adrenaline to rush behind their leader. Sebastian, however, sneaked his way off towards the WDL itself, somehow not being seen or questioned.

"And what do you think you are doing?" A guard asked him as he had arrived at the front of the WDL. Sebastian panicked inside his head for a second, what excuse could he use to get inside and find her? "Say you were sent to patrol the inside of the halls and help evacuate anyone if the invasion does happen." The eye said to Sebastian, as he quickly put his fears aside to speak to them, trying to not make it look like someone else had told him these words. "I was sent here to patrol the halls, and to also evacuate anyone still inside should the invasion happen." The guard seemed to look over at his friend, who gave the nod as the first guard sighed. "Let me see your I.D." The guard asked, as Sebastian took off the card on his WDL outfit and handed it to the guard. The guard seemed to look puzzled as he looked it over. "Uh, do you remember what this guy is supposed to do...?" The second guard raised his brows as he found himself puzzled as well. "Um... Maybe? I -- I think he's telling the truth. I mean, he isn't a demon I can tell that much for sure, so... You know." Both guards found themselves in awkward silence before the first guard handed it back to Sebastian as he puts it back on his suit. "Alright, you can go inside. But no funny business, okay?" Sebastian nodded in reply, heading inside as the eye couldn't help but chuckle at how neither of them knew about it.

Sebastian was taken aback by how the inside of the academy was, seeming to almost slow down before he felt the eye push into his back to keep him moving forward. "We can't sight-see you know. We got in, that's great and all, but if you want to find her, do it now! Otherwise, this trip will have been for nothing!" Sebastian found himself gripping back into reality as he nodded and tried to look around, but found himself... Completely lost. "So uh, while we're on the subject... What's with all this talk about an invasion?" He asked, the eye seeming to let out a sigh before speaking. "I think it's to do with your father, and also to do with what we did. You see, things are going to get very hectic from now on. What we did might of lead poor Arthur to believe someone inside his WDL is a traitor! He really has a lot to learn, but your father also seems to have plans. We may get thrown into the middle of it, although I heavily advise finding that girl -- sorry, woman now."

He began to see people walking around, gathering up as they made it harder for him to tell people apart at this. He seemed to furrow his brows at this, looking around as he could see a crowd here, a crowd there, a crowd all around him somehow! He was getting upset, he wasn't finding her at all! He wanted to ask her name, he wanted to actually introduce himself... But this was just madness! His first time into this place was a total disaster, and he felt like he might as well give up the goose chase here. "Look, over there." The eye said, as when Sebastian looked up, he found himself looking at... Oh joys of all, he had found her! He found himself running into a jog, his feet guiding him in a direction he never thought he could go before, as he didn't even notice as he lost the I.D. card first. When he entered into the crowd, he found himself trying to push in, when he got push back around, which ended up just with the removal of more WDL clothes. This was more due to him going into a rage and finally just throwing the damn thing off when they weren't looking. Finally, after having lost it all, he found himself... Tripping over someone!

He screamed out a little at this, finding himself quickly rolling off of the person as he got up and quickly brushed himself off, finding the one named Claire before him. Quickly reaching down to grab her hand, he helped her back up as the crowd was moving away at this. He quickly brushed off her shoulders before backing up a little. "S-sorry, I didn't mean to --" He stopped, looking back as he found the crowd moving further away now. "Shoot, no! She's gone... Damn it!" He mumbled the last pat to himself, now in the attire he had worn to the meeting with Arthur, and yes, it had been cleaned since then. "I'm so sorry for doing that, I'm -- I'm Sebastian... I'll -- uh..." He stopped, when a boy came over and started talking to her, seeing a few nods being exchanged before them as he looked up at them. "... Look, I -- I'm just here to find someone... A woman. Can you please help me?" He asked a little out of desperation, the eye silently observing the two as it looked back at the fading crowd and then back at them. "Interesting..." The eye said, noticing Claire's appearance as it kept that in mind.

~ Michael's Story ~

"Renegades base, reporting in for duty sir." A young male voice spoke out to Michael and Scott, as the van continued on it's journey for the WDL. They were getting closer now, and Scott could tell Michael was on edge. He had only just picked up on the rumors, he had long discovered that a strange demon had attacked the same place they were just at, he had only just discovered though that there may be an incoming invasion on the WDL. "I want you to listen to every word I say. This is Michael, so I want everyone to hear this. I don't care if the other two decide to be ignorant, but get them to do this! You need to send most of the squads out to protect places near the WDL or have WDL activity in them. Do you understand? Protect the innocents with your lives! If you see even the slightest hint of a demon, investigate upon it. If you can confirm your suspicions are true, act on it, and strike without hesitation!" Michael spoke, seeming to try to regain a hold over himself as the young man spoke out. "Uhh, b-but what about us here at the base, sir...?" Scott seemed to step in at this. "You will defend the base with your lives. If the demons come to attack, do not let them surprise you! You must get the jump on them, do not let them overtake the base!" Michael sighed out as they both heard the young man's voice again. "Y-yes sir! I won't let you down! Either of you!"

They heard the base hang up at this as they both let out a sigh, as Michael shook his head a little at this. "I can't fucking believe this is going to happen..." He said, Scott seeming to pat his shoulder a bit as he sighed. "Relax... Stop the van for a bit, I need to get something out from the back." Michael rose a brow at this, but stopped it any way, as Scott quickly got out and walked to the back. Michael seemed to be on edge, he tried to calm himself, thinking nothing wrong was about to happen. Well, until he saw a few strange figures heading his way... He seemed to raise his brows at this, quickly getting out as he closed the door as he watched the men in robes come before him. "Are you Michael of The Renegades?" The man spoke out, as Michael nodded his head in confirming this. "Well then... Time to die." The tallest man said, quickly pulling out a scythe, as Michael found himself ducking, losing a few hairs in the process, but it was something he could live with. "Who are you?" He asked, watching as they threw off their cloaks to reveal... People? "We have been sent by our leader and master to personally execute you." Michael furrowed his brows at this. "WDL?" He asked. "No..." Michael rose a brow at this. "Hell?" He asked. "No... We are something far different."

Michael was prepared to attack, when a bright light came flying past him and hit the man on the right, watching as he screamed out as a loud poof was heard, the man vanishing and leaving his cloak behind. "Who dares to try and attack us?!" The lead man asked, as Scott walked forward, carrying a huge looking gun in his hand, it's alien design yet holy presence made all the remaining cloaked men actually shiver a little. "The name's Scott you sons of bitches. I heavily advise following your friend's actions and departing from here at once. I assure you, he won't be getting up for at least two days." He said, as when they heard the gun begin to charge up for another attack, they quickly did the same as the other had, making loud poof like noises before vanishing and leaving the cloaks behind. Michael walked forward and picked one up, looking at the strange demonic emblem on it as he rose his brows. "Christ... Looks like some bastard's are finally having the balls to come out now that hell is on the move again." Michael said to Scott, as Scott sighed out a bit. "You know how it is. We see any of them try to join this so called invasion, we blast them. Although I thought that bastard was a vampire... Or at least a werewolf. What I just heard wasn't either." Scott said, as Michael could only nod. "Yeah... Looks like we got a new type of creature to worry about." He said, before walking on forward, Scott following close behind. "Ah jesus, we got enough problems to worry about! If they weren't demons, what were they?!" Scott asked Michael, as only one word could come to his mind. "Monsters."

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“Sounds like next door is enjoying themselves.” Kane commented as the sounds of profuse swearing and smashed objects was vaguely heard through the walls of the next door dorms. Over the past three days, it certainly seemed like the building next to theirs was a lively one, and he was more than a little curious just what went on over there. Still, he didn’t really get to see the occupants very much – Whether they left late or went to some other classes or something, he didn’t really know. Well… Maybe he’d go introduce himself at some point if he saw them. Stretching a moment, he pushed off the window sill, already prepped and ready for class. Closing the door behind him and locking it up, he casually walked down the hall to the main entertainment room, hopping onto the couch as he patiently waited on Claire’s arrival. He’d made a couple of friends in the first few days at the WDL, but for the most part, he’d found himself hanging around Claire the most. She was an easygoing and friendly girl, and never seemed to mind when he tagged along with her after class or anything. Unlike him, Claire had been hugely popular at the Academy by comparison, getting more than a second glance from the boys, and making fast friends with the girls. She just seemed to… fit in. It was an envious quality, seeing her seamlessly slip into conversations and groups. Still, when all was said and done, she’d part ways and return home with Kane. No shopping. No movies. No dates… During the walks home, he’d been tempted to ask why she… Well, chose to hang around him rather then all the other students. After all… He’d seen what some of the other students said about him to her – And knew she’d lost a number of friends because she decided to stick with him. So then, why did she…

“Hope you weren’t waiting long.” Claire jogged in slowly, straightening out her shoes by lifting her leg a moment. Seemed she was running a little late this morning, for whatever reason. She was dressed neat as always, a pale yellow blazer with black cuffs and golden highlights and buttons, white undershirt and black tie and skirt, rounded off with her formal shoes and white thigh-high stockings. Around her neck, a slim silver necklace encrusted with a single ruby red jewel was the only accessory she had, along with some simple stud earrings. Kane appreciated all this in a moment, before sitting up, smiling. “Nah, not at all. Just got here myself. You set for class?” Nodding, Claire and Kane headed out the door, joining up with the rest of the students on their way to class. As they walked, they didn’t really say too much, but that was probably because of the way she was rapidly making her way through the people. It was just a bit faster then a comfortable pace, almost like she had somewhere to be. Kane did his best to keep up, but all of the sudden, he lost track of her. “Claire?” Kane called out briefly, before turning towards a loud commotion off a bit in front of him. It was quite a scene, Claire rubbing her back and wincing a little, having been knocked to the ground by… a young boy? Kane hurried over as the two were getting up, both dusting themselves off.

"Shoot, no! She's gone... Damn it!" The boy trailed off at the end, seemingly having lost someone amongst the crowd. He turned to Claire, apologising for his actions as Kane arrived, the two nodding at each other acknowledging his arrival. Claire smiled a little, gesturing for the boy to calm down. “It’s alright, really. I should have been watching where I was going…” By now, a little bit of a crowd was gathering, though Kane had no idea why. Well, it was a bit of a tumble, but Claire was alright, so he didn’t see why everyone needed to stop and stare. "... Look, I -- I'm just here to find someone... A woman. Can you please help me?" Kane looked to the boy… Then to Claire, who met his gaze as well. She brought her hand to her chin, thinking for a moment, as Kane did the same. Well, the kid seemed a little worried… Maybe they could help him. They did have some time before class, and who knew? Maybe they knew who he was looking for? Besides, they were good people. It was his responsibility to help those in need wherever he could.

“So who exactly are you looking for?” Kane asked after a moment, standing up straight as he looked to the crowd, some of which had dissipated.

“I-I don’t know her name exactly she’s tall with black hair blue eyes-“ The boy continued to spout of his description at a record pace, Kane barely able to note the key features. After politely asking the boy to calm down and start again, he managed to get the full story. A biker girl about 20 years of age; tall, black hair, blue eyes, pale skin. As Kane tried to think on anyone he knew like that, he turned to Claire. “You know anyone like that, Claire?” She seemed to be deep in thought, more so then before as she eyed the kid over, interjecting with her own line of thought rather then answering Kane’s question.

“So why do you need to find this woman…? Sorry, I didn’t catch your name…” Her question was inquiring in nature, though the boy’s response was somewhat cryptic in its own way. "Thomas, that's my last name so call me by that. And I need to find her because she has something I need back." Claire nodded, seemingly unfazed by the weird introduction as she continued her line of questioning. “So what’s her name?” The boy grimaced a little, his face tensing some as he spoke. "...That's the problem... Never got it. We were separated too fast." He still seemed a little panicked, though his panting had slowed down now as he continued to scan the crowd. Just why did he need to find this girl anyway? Well, she was a biker. Perhaps she’d done some evil deed to this kid and he was tracking her? Could she have stolen from him? “So did she take something from you? Is that why you need to find her?” Kane asked, before taking a small step back as the boy quickly gave his response, clearly still on edge. "NO, no! She needed something at the time, I was kind enough to give it to her, but unfortunately we got separated before she could give it back..."

“Huh, well…-”

“Kane, go on ahead and see if you can find this girl. I’ll stay with Thomas and see what else I can find out.” Claire interrupted Kane and met her gaze with his. It was a little odd… Her look was filled with such intent, Kane didn’t quite feel he could say no, even if he wanted to. Instead, he simply nodded. “Alright, I’ll be back soon!” Turning on his heel, he sprinted off into the crowd, darting through people. “Excuse me! Sorry, coming through, urgent business! WhohHoOOaaa!” Kane staggered as he tripped and fell into the ground again. Man, why did he always have to be so clumsy…



Elsewhere, Claire began to walk Thomas away from the enquiring crowd, claiming that she’d handle things from here. True to her word, she steered him into an alley, making some small talk as they moved further and further from the crowds of people… "...Aren't you a bit young? To be here I mean. You know where this is, right?" She looked back at him over her shoulder, keeping a close watch on ‘Thomas’. The boy was glancing around, seemingly still quite nervous as he fumbled together an answer to her question. "I'm only fifteen. And I'm a guest, recently got moved here because, well... What do you think we got separated by?" Claire stopped, looking about the alley they’d pulled into. This would do… Turning to face the boy, she smiled again, remaining innocent. “I’m not sure. Why would I know something like that?” She narrowed her eyes a little as ‘Thomas’ muttered something under his breath. Unknown to him, she knew every word both he… And his company had said. Slowly, she leaned back against the wall, folding her arms and looking down on the kid with a look of superiority “And I don’t trust you, or that thing with you.” She paused, taking in the look of surprise on the boy’s face, pushing off the wall as she moved in closer. "You know, you're a pretty poor liar… A guest who just happened to fall out of a guard's uniform? You're only lucky that Kane is as clueless as he is, and that I’m the one that you stumbled into."

Thomas seemed to back up, but a quick glance behind him revealed he was cornered. He sighed, looking away as he mumbled out his response. "If I told you the real reason, you would consider me a stalker. Look, three days ago me, her and three others were brought to this... I don't know, place for some reason. All they had us do was sit down as they... Well, revealed to us a secret. Then we got attacked. That part, I did not lie about. I was trying to run after her, but... Well, I ended up going the wrong way, got stuck in this place full of demons, and now I have this 'thing' following me around wherever I go... You don't have to trust me, but I am not a murderer." All throughout his speech, Claire slowly made her way closer, her shadow looming over the boy as she was less then a foot… then an inch away.

Carefully, she moved her hand up to his face… “H-hey, what are you-“ And then, with one swift movement, swiped her thumb against his cheek. The effect was instantaneous, the holy water fizzing slightly at the contact with the demonic skin, Thomas wincing and calling out slightly in pain as he rubbed his cheek. Claire however, had stepped back, looking down at him. “I knew it. You’re one of them.” Wiping her hand free of the holy water, she looked back to the boy as that ‘other’ voice began speaking again. She wasn’t certain who or what that was, but it’d been around this boy the whole time… "Fine, you want to know? He is half, but he speaks the truth. Don't buy it? You don't have to. But if he really was a demon under my master's control, would he -really- be this stupid?"

The boy and the demon began to bicker amongst themselves, Claire ignoring their discussion for the most part as she searched about her bag, pulling out her glasses case. Finally, the eye began to speak on something a bit more interesting then the child he was babysitting. "And besides, a bloody invasion is rumoured to be happening at any god damn moment... Do you think he would even be here, much less talking to you or your clumsy friend, without so much as even trying to manipulate or kill either of you? Besides... You can hear me. That means you aren't entirely human yourself." Claire froze a little at those words, then smiled, laughing a moment as she pulled on her spectacles, adjusting the bridge with a finger. The glass shimmered a moment, as if glowing; and the floating eye in front of her became clear as day. Turning towards it, she spoke.

“You’re mistaken. But that doesn’t mean you’re stupid. Which makes me wonder why you’re here, looking for her of all people.” Claire narrowed her eyes a little. They were an uncalculated variable… But the fact they were looking for Ash… What did that mean? Did Hell have plans for her? Or was this something else entirely? As the two descended into another bickering, Claire could only question the sensibility of the two in front of her. A crush. Did they honestly expect her to believe that? Continuing to scrutinise them, she calmly raised her hand for them to stop, before speaking. “I don't entirely care what you two do then, but..." With sudden ferocity, a blade of light came from seemingly nowhere, impaling itself into the wall between Thomas and the eye. "If you get in my way, or I find that you've endangered her in any way, I assure you, you'll live to regret it."

Turning on her heel from them, the eye made some attempt to acknowledge her threat, Claire removing her glasses as she looked back to Sebastian, intent on getting her message across to him. “Stay away from her. Got it?” Turning back out of the alleyway, she could hear Kane calling out as he approached her, dragging along some poor black haired girl with him. As Thomas slowly followed in behind Claire, he asked a very simple question that had been part of the formalities she had skipped. "...By the way, what's do you go by?" The boy looked up to her, but she couldn’t judge if it was fear, curiosity or something else in his expression. She smiled warmly, returning back to the pleasant, cheerful persona she adopted amongst everyone. It was as if the entire sequence in the alley had never occurred.

“Just call me Claire. Claire Clade.”

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"Claire, huh?" He asked her, nodding his head a little in response. "I wonder what your friend's name is..." He asked, quickly glancing over at where the pile of WDL clothes had been, only to see them bring carried off by WDL guards. He hoped they didn't know how to look for his DNA on there. "O-oh me? I'm Kane. Kane O'Reilly, nice to meet you, Thomas." He watched Kane extend his hand towards him, as he took a hold of his hand with a much more firmer grip then a fifteen year old should have, smiling a bit as he watched Kane rub the back of his head and laugh a little offhandedly. "I'm sorry I got the wrong girl too... I was certain Jennifer was who you meant by the description..." Sebastian remembered the girl, the black haired girl who looked similar to Ash but was definitely not a biker. When she learned she was not the one they were looking for so bluntly, she promptly hurried off in annoyance. "No, I'm sorry... I should of gotten her name when I had the chance, now I'm stuck here... While some invasion is about to fall down on this whole place. I have the worst timing." Having slipped out the part about the invasion, Kane seemed a bit startled by this. "I-Invasion?" He asked.

He felt one of his brows raise at this, as he indicated towards some of the WDL guards walking about, looking like they were just on normal duty. "These guys have been talking about it for a few days now, going on about the demons and how they will come here and start tearing this place to pieces. But if that were true, where is the security? Further, where is the leader for the matter during all this rumoring?" He then rubbed his head a little at this, his eyes looking around. "If only I knew where she went..." He mumbled to himself the last part before hearing Kane speak. "W-well, uh, we haven't been told anything like that, but if that were true uh... You're right, there would be security and stuff..." Kane looked nervous, and inexperienced in the eye's view. He barely looked like he would survive one demon attacking, much less a huge attack like the one coming. "Like I said, I'm a guest, not a student... I don't know if they let you guys get outside into the real world or not, but the way I see it is... If it is true, you are all being played or used. People may die, and what do they do? Not give a care... It's why it's all the more important we find her all the sooner." He then looked towards his right and pointed in that direction. "You think she went that way?" He tried to ask them, until...

He saw Claire narrow her eyes at him, had he said something wrong? All too quickly, she sprung into action with her words. "Classes are starting. She'd probably be in one of those, so unless you want to interrupt a lesson, you'd probably be best waiting out here." At this, she smiled cheerfully, back into her happy disguise it seemed. "Don't worry, we'll keep you company. Right Kane?" Kane looked startled by this. "W-what? But we have lessons too!" He cried out to her. "You can go if you want." She simply stated to him. "Well I just... Uh... Wow. I didn't think you'd be the kind to cut classes." Kane then scratched the back of his head, confused by this sudden realization it seemed. "Some things are a little more important. Besides, if what Mr. Thomas says is true, then I'd like to stay by him." She said, making Sebastian raise one of his brows again. He could see what she was doing, and quickly followed to recover back from his mistakes. "Well... If you two want." Was all he said on that, but the eye came in at last, chuckling as it turned it's gaze to Claire. "So, you probably want some information about us, don't you?" It asked her, as Sebastian felt... Cautious now of the eye, while watching Claire's eyes falter for a moment in it's direction but then returned them on him. "Of course, it's no trouble at all." She said to him, but moments later, her thoughts were being projected into the eye. "Don't get the wrong idea, I'm just keeping an eye on you two." She told it.

"Hah, is that suppose to be a pun? Well here's the thing... I can't give away information without you giving me some first. Of course, I could always assume you were some WDL spy dog." The eye gave off a chuckle towards her at this, as Sebastian felt a sigh escape his mouth, quickly making it sound like it was out of exhaustion as he shrugged his shoulders a bit at this, trying to ignore the eye's sudden... Ominous tone. "So where do we go now?" He asked them both, as he watched Kane scratch his chin while looking up to the sky. "Well uh, It's not like we can go to the mall or anything. That'd be a little suss... Maybe the park? That should be pretty clear..." He told him, as it seemed he couldn't hear what she sent the eye next. "Hmmph. You make it sound like there's something I want from you. As far as I'm concerned, I've got bigger priorities..." She put on a smile at this, nodding towards Kane, but her focus seemed elsewhere, possibly on the eye perhaps? It then spoke out again towards her, although he had no idea what she said to it. "Hmmm... If that is your final wish, very well. I'll have to... See, your proof then. And yes, big things are coming your way, little lady. Things you don't even know about, things you couldn't even comprehend. You have no idea how important this boy here is, or how important the girl he is looking for is... Oops, did I let out too much? Heheheh, oh well, better to keep things to myself." Sebastian felt something... Icky suddenly coming from the eye, glancing over at it quickly as it's gaze was now upon Kane.

He felt his body shudder a little at this. "Ugh... Stupid weather here. I'm still getting use to it... Well, to the park then it is! ... Um, how far away is it from here?" He asked, quickly hearing Kane speak out in a reply. Oh, it's not far. A couple of blocks is all." Kane then laughed a little, suddenly picking up the pace, as they had begun to head towards it. "We'll have to be careful to avoid the patrols. Don't want to get caught cutting class you... know..." Kane then scratched his head a little, then some more... Kane suddenly seemed itchy, and the eye seemed more ominous then before. But then, the ominous feeling was gone, as Sebastian looked over towards Claire, seeing her having put on those glasses again. "Hah... Oh my, you are special after all... Let me assure you, I need that proof. Unless, of course, you know more about the person he is looking for then you are letting on, hmm? Perhaps a best friend you abandoned? Perhaps some poor woman you stole from? Oh tell me, I want all the juicy details. Of course, if you don't want to, you will have to let me get back on with what I'm doing..." The eye spoke out to her in a rather sarcastic tone now as it continued to speak, making Sebastian run up next to Kane. "Huh... Is there anything fun to do there?" He asked him, looking around a bit as he did.

"W-well uh, not really... It's got trees.. and uh, lots of open space? I guess that's kinda cool..." Kane told him, chuckling a little as this lead them both not to notice the intensity growing with Claire. "I don't have to allow you to do anything. I'm more than capable of dealing with anything you'd try." She sent to the eye again, trailing only slightly behind Sebastian and Kane. A disturbing feeling came over Sebastian as he head that eye speak once more towards her. "Oh, but you do... For you see, if we are to trust you, we'll need some kind of evidence you aren't going to turn on us... Especially on my end. So, what will it be then? You spill the beans, or allow me to go back inside his head? Neither is not an option, you won't like what will happen if you say neither..." Sebastian picked up the pace a bit at this, feeling the disturbance of the eye coming over him now. "Wow... This will be the first time I've ever seen anything so full of nature." He said to them both. "Uh, really? I mean uh, yeah! It's cool. Lot's of trees! A really big one in the center." Kane said to him, smiling at this. This once more distracted them from the intensity building up behind them. "I'm willing to take my chances. I don't respond well to threats." She sent to the eye, before speaking to the other two. "It's very peaceful there. I sometimes decide to take my lunch breaks there too, since it's so pleasant." She told them.

Sebastian then smiled a bit as he grabbed a hold of both of their arms. "Come on then." He said, before the dashing off with them to the park, putting a bit of inhuman speed into it. Claire might of suspected something, but Kane wouldn't of noticed this. "I want to find this place more then ever now." The eye chuckled a bit at this, rising up above them as it turned it's gaze to Kane and tried to resume the memory from where it had left off... Only -- It suddenly spin around as it groaned out at this. "Oh, my eye... My only eye! It burns... The horror. The bloody horror! Oh go, I feel like I could bleed right now! UGH!" The image had been too much for the demon, at the same time Sebastian would stop with them in the park, panting a bit now. "So... Is this the place then?" He asked, hearing Claire giggle a little as he rose a brow, seeing her smile as he wondered if she was acting still or not. "Yep, this is the place. I personally think it's really pretty, don't you?" He saw her look at him and then look up, barely able to hear the screams of the eye. He didn't want to know what it had seen. "Hey, I didn't know you wore glasses..." Kane asked Claire, noticing her glasses for a moment and had blinked at this. "Oh, these? My contacts were getting sore, so I switched." She told him, meanwhile Sebastian shook his head a little as he saw some WDL guards begin to march side by side, there were six of them in total, with two strange figures following behind them. "Uhh, is this normal...?" He asked them.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Kane asked, looking behind them as when he saw the two figures get closer, his eyes widened out of pure shock. When the WDL guards and the two figures came into view, the two turned out to be... Michael and Scott. They had arrived at the WDL, and looked like they were ready for battle. "I have no idea what's going on..." Sebastian said, as he looked over at Kane and rose his brows slowly at him. "N-no way..." Kane stammered, his eyes suddenly lighting up to sparkles. "That's Michael Malchim, the saint! He's a living legend! To see him in person is just..." Kane suddenly began to mumble incoherently for the rest of his words. Claire chuckled a little at this and then quickly took Sebastian's hand, making him blush a little as he felt himself get dragged to the other side of a tree and out of sight of the guards. "If you're smart, you'll keep him out of sight." Claire said to the eye, moving back to Kane at this as the eye let out a sigh at this. "Oh fine..." It said, before vanishing and Sebastian was left with a worried expression. For the first time since he had been brought before Arthur and everything up to this point, he looked like a real fifteen year old would, only able to hear the conversation going on between the WDL guards and the guests they had.

~ Michael's Story ~

"What's the situation?" Michael asked as they got closer. "The demons have not responded for a few hours now... But neither are our men from one of the surrounding towns. If anything, we suspect they've already gotten to it and killed our men in it." The guard said, as Scott furrowed his brows. "Watch what you say, our men are heading there as well... Don't assume until the worst has come." But the guard rolled his eyes at Scott's comment. "We also encoutered a new breed it seems..." Michael said, watching the guards look worried and confused. "What? Is it not one of those things that come from America? Or an Oni/Youkai? Or an Elemental at that?"

Michael shook his head again. "No..." Scott then took it from there. "It took a direct hit from my light ray gun, but survived somehow. These demons could pose a threat, if they are able to withstand head on contact with holy items." Michael then added in something here. "One also carried a scythe, they all wore cloaks to hide themselves from us. And the way they teleported... It sounded too foreign to me." The guards looked at each other, seeming to grow pale at this. "Arthur will hate to hear this..." Was what could be heard of the conversation before the guards, Michael and Scott went out of sight, heading straight for the academy.

~ Sebastian's Story ~

Sebastian came out once they were gone, only to find Claire smiling and Kane looking over photos he had gotten on his phone of Michael, Scott and the guards. Kane seemed to be looking like he had been just wrapped out of this reality when Michael and Scott were here, although his attention was more on Michael then Scott it seemed. "This is no good.." The eye said to both Sebastian and Claire, appearing back to both of them as it spoke in their minds now. "If the master has started creating demons that can resist holy now, you and the rest of the WDL are fucked." Sebastian raised a brow at the eye, as it looked at him nervously. "Sorry, slip of the tongue." It said, before turning it's attention towards Claire. "If that's the case, we'll just have to invent other methods." She told it, seeming to now be annoyed by the tone the demon was taking with her. "Not that simple... If anything, The Renegades coming here just means the invasion is on it's way faster. You better do what you came here to do and then leave... Or watch as your friends die --" "Stop it..." Sebastian stepped in at this. "I don't like you harassing her." Sebastian mumbled, before looking back at Kane. "... So... What now?" He asked, looking between both Claire and Kane now. At this rate, it seemed danger was practically building up for this place.

~ Michael's Story ~

They finally had made it to the WDL, although they were forced to leave the van behind. The guards had made sure they did, for some reason they seemed to not care if the two boys had a ride to use to get back home. Scott carried his light ray gun on his back, seeming to show he was stronger then he appeared by just having it strapped to his back. Michael watched as the guards lead them inside, although after having to force people back from trying to get to Michael or Scott. "Jeez, you think we would at least be able to say hi to them." Michael said to Scott. "We at least could give them that." He said, before Scott shook his head a bit. "No, we need to stay in here for now and wait to see if the attack's coming or not. If it is, we'll fight. If not, you get to make the speech early." Scott smiled at this, patting Michael's shoulder as he frowned at this. "A speech? Ah goodness, I might as well since I'm here, huh?" He said, Scott laughing a bit as Michael couldn't help but smile when he did this. "Better to get it out of the way then to procrastinate on it." He said, as Michael let out a sigh at this. "I wish the other two were here though... At least then I wouldn't have to say everything myself." Michael said, as Scott frowned a bit and pulled his hand away. "Relax. You'll do fine, you have this far. Now, shall we wait?" He asked, as Michael sighed and nodded toward him. "Yeah... I at least owe the people here that much." He said to Scott, as both stopped and waited now. This was it, the chance to show The Renegades power in front of the whole WDL. The only question now was, was the invasion real or just some rumor shit Arthur or The Devil had started to scare everyone.

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'The Sniping Kasha' - Rin


A figure covered with a hood knocked on the door to the class that Ash was in, the only part of their face that was visible being their eyes, which were darkened and it was hard to tell what colour they were. They went in and spoke. "May I speak to Ashley Clade, please?". Asmodeus gasped, and also spoke. "Ash, go with her. Just trust me!". Ash glanced over at the figure, looking to the professor to gain permission. Recieving a nod, she sat up and excused herself, taking her schoolbag and exiting the room. The cloaked figure let out a small sigh of relief as Ash followed her, and she pulled her hood off to reveal a feminine face, but with the difference of cat ears. Her hair was styled into two braids, and it shone a sparkling red. "Sweet. You're Ash, right? Do you know what I am? And more importantly, will you follow me for a bit?". She giggled a little bit at the expression Ash pulled next. "Uhh..." Ash stared at the ears, blinking a moment. "A cosplayer...?" She then shook her head. "But yeah, I'm happy to get out of class..." Shouldering her bag, she looked to Asmodeus, telepathically communicating. "Care to bring me up to speed?". Asmodeus grinned, and did something Ash probably would've been surprised at She materialised, which earned a giggle from the person in front of them, and they both hugged. "Rin! It's been AGES!" "I know right, how's Deon?". Asmodeus' eyes shot open, and she put her finger to Rin's mouth, and turned to Ash. "Ya know what a 'Kasha' is?".

"Do I look like I know what a Kasha is?". Ash asked, folding her arms. Asmodeus grinned and tugged her sleeve like she was a baby. "Kasha are a form of Nekomata, but they're... ugh, you don't know much do you. Maybe Hikari'll let you borrow a book sometime". The Kasha, Rin, turned. "No time, there's a full-scale invasion taking place soon. We need to find our most capable person, and you know exactly who that is, eh Az?". Asmodeus grinned and tugged Ash along. "To the Park!".

Deon Morris (Hikari Scarlet) - The Executioner


Deon leaped onto one of the tallest trees in the park, surveying the surrounding area with a grim look on his face. He sighed and turned to his companion, Lucifer. "Yeah, there isn't anything there, Luci. Not that I can see, anyways". Lucifer sighed and pulled him over to her, and pointed. "What about there?". Deon chuckled and leaped down from the trees, landing near Sebastian and co. He grinned and spoke. "Alright, you guys know that there's an Invasion on top of us right now, right?". He looked around, grinning. His eyes fell onto Sebastian and his grin vanished. "You...".

"Um... H-hey there! Have we met before? My memories a bit... Fuzzy."

Deon eyed Sebastian, but something was off. He grinned, sending a telepathic message to Lucifer. "Is that a Demon he's got near him? I can sense it but not see it". Deon simply grinned. "I dunno, I think we might've met before, or something... Anyways, my name's Hikari. What's yours?". By this time, Lucifer had already infromed him that his suspicions were correct. He sent her another message and told her to materialise in her human form around the corner and come talk as well, and then she was gone. Suddenly, 'Hikari' heard somebody shouting his name, as Lucifer, now in her human form, rushed around the corner. "Hey Hikari, what're you DOING. We're supposed to be in class!". Sebastian saw his grin and seemed to shiver, glancing over at Claire and Kane as he then looked back at Deon. "Thomas. That's my last name... Hikari, huh...? Odd name, but okay. I just don't hear it mu --" He stopped as he saw Lucifer run over and raised one of his brows. He then turned his attention back to Deon. "So... Mr. Hikari... What are you doing coming out of nowhere exactly?"

Deon grinned, and his eyes glinted dangerously. "Demons. Headed this way. You mean you didn't know about that? Odd.... Anyways yeah, this is Lucy, my friend. We should be off though, I need to check on other people, since my Teacher forced me to. Ugh, what a bitch". Lucifer grabbed Deon by the arm as he went to walk off, and spoke. "You look.... familiar... it's been a while, but were you at an Orphanage by any chance?". Sebastian seemed confused, and looked to Claire and Kane and the back at Deon and Lucifer. He sighed out and held out his hand slowly. "Yeah, I've been... Living there for years now. Recently ran away, too, actually. I think it's been two months now, although it seems -- nevermind...". He stopped himself, for some reason. "My name... Is Sebastian. Sebastian Thomas." He told Lucifer. She grinned, and practically cannonballed into Sebastian, and Deon could barely hold himself together at this point. He burst out into laughter, which resulted in Lucifer booting him in the stomach, which made him laugh even harder. Lucifer spoke. "It's been ages Sebastian! Its so good to see you again". Deon stood, and eyed Sebastian. "So, you name's Sebastian, eh?". His grin grew slightly amused, but it disappeared as he heard something. "Oh, really? They're coming this way already?".

Sebastian felt a brow raise as he felt her cannonball into him. He couldn't help but smile as he patted her back a bit at this. "E-easy now Lucy... I didn't expect to find you in a place like this..." He said, before watching her send a blow into Deon's stomach. He laughed a little at the scene and then turned his attention back to Lucy. "... Yeah, it's been ages. And uh... You got a new outfit it seems." He said, before looking back to Deon. "... Got a problem with it?", he asked, before hearing something too. "Who's coming? The demons, the guards here -- What? What?" Deon's grin widened as he saw Sebastian seemingly start to panic. And he spoke. "Neither, although I guess you could call them 'Demons'". Deon grinned as he watched Asmodeus practically fly into the Park, with Ash and Rin close behind. Rin grinned as she pounced, tackling Deon to the ground and trying to hit him. He blocked her attacks and kicked her off, and they both started laughing. Standing up, Deon offered the Kasha his hand, which she accepted. They both laughed a bit again, and Deon turned. "This is my friend Rin, she's a Kasha.... Please tell me I don't have to explain what a Kasha is".

Deon Morris (Hikari Scarlet) - The Executioner
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Rin - The Heartwarming Nekoromancer


Sebastian looked around at Lucy at this. [b]"What in the world is a Kasha?" He asked, before looking over at Ash. "Um... Lucy, do you know who that is?" He asked. Lucifer replied. "Yeah, that's Ash, why do you ask, Sebastian?". Lucifer looked at him, a smirk on her face and she pushed herself off of him. She grabbed him by the cheek, chuckling a little. "Awww, is 'Basty-wasty curious?". She stifled a laugh as she saw his cheeks redden, and patted him on the shoulder. "Just kidding. It's good to see you again, though.... Hikari, what's the status? How many?". She turned to the others. "Just in case you didn't hear them, there's a few Demons just in the trees around us". Deon sighed, and concentrated. "Around twenty or so, it'll be easy. And I can go all out this time, gosh it's been so long since I've been able to. Heh. This'll entertain me". He turned to the Cat-girl and grinned "Gonna go hide in your kitty-litter, pussy-cat?" Rin punched him in the shoulder, and her claws slifted out with a 'shhhick'. "Hell no, I'm not letting you have all the fun. Also, 'Hikari'? Really? The WDL gave you that, I hope". Sebastian's stood up.

"C-curious? Come on Lucy, don't tease me..." Lucifer grinned as he grinned back at her. "... I... Need to talk to her." He said, before quickly rushing over towards Ash, which made Lucifer feel... odd. Was this 'Ash' girl really better than her?... No. Lucifer wouldn't allow such thoughts. "No". Lucifer looked to Deon. "Should I call the others? Or what?". Deon noticed the angry glint in her eye and grinned. "Go get 'em, they'll love this". Deon watched as the first of the Demons began to appear, Earth Demons... wait, no. He gasped as the multitudes of Demons ran past him, away from something. And then he saw it. "Fire Demons.... fuck, already? Az, Luci! Get ready! Brenhin's coming!". Deon grinned, raising his fists as a fire demon leaped at him, and he roundhoused it to the face. "Listen up, you weaker people get to the back of me, Luci, Az and Rin. If ya don't, prepare to get burned". Deon whacked another Demon in the face, and suddenly they all started pouring out of the forest. Rin grinned, brandishing her claws. "Meeeooow!~ I haven't played for a-ges! Let's make this fun, shall we Deon?". She reached over and clawed his hoodie's arm off, revealing the black armband with a golden pin that was sitting on his arm. Deon grinned. "Yeah, they decided to 'Exorcise' me, and made me an Exorcist. Bullshittery, I say!". He booted another Demon away, putting his hands in his pockets for a cool effect. He spoke. "Seven Sisters of Purgatory, to me!". And suddenly all Seven Sisters were there, grinning and brandishing their weapons. Asmodeus smiled to Ash. "Yeah, I've been going super easy on ya, Ashy-poo~".

Deon moved his foot just in time to dodge the ray that caused the explosion of demons and flesh. "Well shit, look who it is!".

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Ashley Clade


Class was boring. Well, it probably wasn’t that bad, but Ash never was the kind of student that paid attention. She was bright, yes. Was she motivated? Not so much. At least…Not when it came to theories and the like. Sure, it was probably important to know about the weaknesses of the different elemental demons blah blah… But she had avoided university for a reason. She liked being hands on and practical, and in that regard, she’d of much rather had another training session with Asmodeus rather then almost falling asleep at her desk.

"May I speak to Ashley Clade, please?" A feminine voice spoke from the back of the class, Ash casually glancing over to the source. The hooded person was hard to make out, but the gasp and insistence of Az made it clear this was important. Having sat up when everyone had turned to look at her, she picked up her bag and belongings, excusing herself from her desk as she calmly walked out into the hall. “Wonder what this is all about…” Ash thought to herself as she waited for the guest to start speaking. Instead, the first thing she did was remove her hood, producing the most endearing cat ears. Ash blinked a couple of times, staring a moment and almost missing everything the woman said. Still lacking focus, she responded with the first thing that came to her mind.

“A cosplayer…?” Ash stated dumbly, before the giggle from the woman snapped her from her daydream. Slightly embarrassed she’d been staring so much, Ash shook her head to hide the slight tinge her face had undergone, answering the more critical component of her question. “But yeah, I’m happy to get out of class.” Ash mumbled, before looking in the direction of Asmodeus. True to what she told, the telepathy was going to come in really handy when she didn’t want to sound like a crazy person talking to thin air. “Care to bring me up to speed?” Ash communicated directly to Asmodeus mind. To her surprise however, the demoness simply giggled, materialising and leaping into a hug with the newcomer. Well, that explained why she was so insistent on Ash seeing her… Maybe they had ‘that’ sort of relationship? Shaking her head again, Ash attempted to remove her mind from the gutter. It was official; Az was definitely rubbing off on her.

Rin and Asmodeus seemed to exchange some banter briefly that Ash failed to catch in her little judgement lapse. By the time she was focused again, Asmodeus was playfully holding a finger to Rin’s mouth, before directing a question Ash’s way. “Ya know what a ‘Kasha’ is?” Ash eye rolled, folding her arms and sighing before speaking in slight irritation. “Do I look like I know what a Kasha is?” If she knew what one was she wouldn’t be asking her to explain, would she? Asmodeus could be so ditzy sometimes… Teasingly, the demon began tugging on her sleeves, grinning as she picked on Ash’s intellect before dragging her along down the hall. Well, whatever. It’s not like she needed to know what a ‘Kasha’ was. Probably just a demon cat, judging by those ears… Wait, Invasion? Her face turned serious as she listened in on the conversation a bit more intently. So the Demon’s were attacking the WDL? Were they being brazen, or was the academy literally under threat? Either way, Ash broke Asmodeus’ grip, increasing her stride to keep pace with Rin.

“Tell me more about just what exactly is going on here.”

Kane O'Reilly


Kane jumped out of his skin as a boy fell from the sky, landing with a soft thud next to them. Behind him however, Claire kept him from tripping over himself, to which he gave an appreciative smile and nod, straightening up and coughing as if he hadn’t just been startled out of his wits. Aiming to comment on that fact, he was silenced as Claire put a hand over his mouth, letting both the white haired boy, and Thomas have a bit of a discussion. It seemed this Hikari person knew Thomas… Or at least he thought he did? Still, how come everyone was all so jumpy about an invasion? They were safe in the academy, right? Nervous, Kane flinched a little as another loud voice rang out nearby, another student running over - a girl this time.

“Does everybody cut class regularly…?” He muttered a little to himself, feeling a little awkward. Today was supposed to be the lecture on elemental demons, and although he’d done some pre-reading, he was eager to learn secret techniques to banish them. With the way these people were talking, it seemed that maybe he’d have to use these techniques first hand. No. They couldn’t be right – This was the WDL ACADEMY. Any demon would be suicidal to step in here, especially with all the guards and exorcists around. He’d just have to speak up, convince all them to calm down, then they could head back to class, find the girl Thomas was looking for and…

"It's been ages Sebastian! It’s so good to see you again"

Lucy practically flung herself into the boy, before viciously striking out at Hikari. They must have known each other from an orphanage, judging by what had been said. It… Must have been nice having friends like that… Sombre for a moment as he thought back to his own past, Kane regretted having grown up in the abbey – If only for a moment. It didn’t take too long for his resolve to return however, as he stepped forward into the middle of them. “Well, it seems we found you your missing friend after all… Sebastian, wasn’t it?” Smiling as he clasped onto the shoulders of the two, pulling them together, Kane was blissfully unaware of how wrong he was, and was still ignorant as the attention turned towards more students making their way over.

“It’s great everything worked out, right Claire?” Kane looked over to where she’d been standing… Before doing a double take. She was gone. “Claire…?” Kane asked, breaking off from Lucy and Sebastian as he went looking for her. She’d been there just a minute ago, and given they were all grouping up here, now wasn’t really the time to go off on her own. Glancing behind him, he heard the sounds of a ruckus, but assumed it was Lucy beating up on Hikari again. It didn’t really matter, his most pressing concern was finding Claire. Just where had that girl run off to?

Ashley Clade

“Seems we got ourselves a party…” Ash mumbled, slowly wandering up to the group. Asmodeus seemed pretty eager to catch up, as did Rin, tackling Hikari to the ground. Ashley on the other hand, kept her hands in her pockets, calmly striding up and taking a standing position just outside the circle of people. Watching the scene unfold in front of her, Ash turned to analyse the approaching demons intently. It was just as Rin had said – The academy was under attack, and by… Fire demons? Damn it, this was why she was supposed to pay attention in class. Ah well, like hell she was going to let them tear through here like they owned the place. She had some powers now. She wasn’t some helpless little girl like at the warehouse. No matter what, she wasn’t going to let that smug bastard Hikari show her up. Ash glanced over to him as Rin ripped off the Hoodie, revealing the armband around his shoulder. So he was a bigshot exorcist. Okay, well MAYBE she’d be a bit more realistic and make sure not to let Asmodeus show her up.

In a flash of light, the seven sins made their appearance in full, weapons drawn. Asmodeus made a sneaky grin, brandishing a large staff Ash hadn’t seen throughout all her training. "Yeah, I've been going super easy on ya, Ashy-poo~." Asmodeus turned and winked to Ash. Well shit. Maybe she’d start just by holding her own and working her way up from there… Attempting to step forward to join the front rank, she was quickly cut off by some kid. Ugh, she hated clueless people like this.

“Yo pipsqueak, he said non-combatants to the rear. You’re in my way.” Ash glared a little as she spoke, attempting to shove past him.

Kane O'Reilly


“Claire?” Kane called out, rounding into the alleyway. Sure enough, there was his friend, opening up her satchel and… Speaking to some cats? She kept CATS in her bag? Were pets even allowed on the campus grounds? Just what was going on with her? She’d been acting weird ever since that Hikari guy had shown up… “What are you doing over here anyway?” Kane froze up a little, hearing what sounded like battle nearby. Were the demons really attacking? They had to warn everyone!

Claire sat up, removing her glasses a moment. “Sorry Kane, these two were starting to get restless, so I didn’t want to cause a scene in front of everyone.” Claire laughed a little, nudging the two cats. One was a pure black, while the other, a shimmering white. Both darted off past Kane however, scrambling towards the sounds of the battle. He didn’t get the chance to see each of their tails split into many, instead remaining focused on Claire. “Come on, we need to group up with the others, it’s not safe… And we need to grab your cats before they hurt themselves.” Kane took her hand, trying to lead her out. Instead, she seemed to fall over, giving a cry of pain.

“O w ow ow… Kane, I think I… Rolled my ankle. I… I should be okay. I’ll just stay hiding here, you go help the others.” Claire smiled weakly… Man, she was brave. Staying injured here like this by herself during a demon attack... He couldn’t just leave her vulnerable like this… “I’ll carry you back to the hall, you can’t stay out here like this.” Kane knelt down to pick her up, but Claire simply shook her head. “I’ll be alright, really. I’ll set up a barrier to hide in with my gear. You can help me the most by making sure everyone else is okay.” Kane grimaced a little, watching her pull out the little candles and chalk. Well… If she was in one of those barriers, she should be okay. Besides, this alleyway was far out of the way of the fight… She’d be fine. “Alright, but I’ll bring the others back over here as soon as I can.” Sitting up firmly, he turned and hurried back towards the others. If this really was an invasion… They were going to need all the help they could get…



Behind Kane, Claire waited a moment until he was gone. Then, calmly standing and dusting herself off, she strode off out of the alleyway.

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~ Sebastian's Story ~

The time had arrived. The eye watched as Sebastian met with Lucifer and Ashley, making it suddenly feel... Angry. It's plans were suddenly twisting in on itself, this wasn't suppose to happen! It seemed to float away at this, stopping as the battle was just beginning, sending a message. 'The time is now. I must prepare while the battle occurs. Do not fail on this.' It said, as it heard the voice reply back to it. 'Roger, sir. I will do my best. But what if that other demon's men try to kill him first?' A chuckle came out of the eye which could be heard by the other demon it talked with, thinking up words to send for it's reply carefully. 'They won't, trust me. If it is the same demon I think it is, we will have no trouble perfecting stage one of the plan. Remember, once the battle is over, you must scout. We must get all the details we can out of this place, and find out the current ranks too. I trust you the most for this job.' It waited for the reply, and when it got it, it felt happy. 'As you command, my dark lord.' And with that, the eye vanished, off to fulfill it's plans.

Sebastian was confused by the whole scene, suddenly everything felt... Lost. For some reason, Lucy turned out to be... A demon?! If she was one, she didn't look like one. He also questioned on the outfit she currently wore, it was... Well, he didn't know what to think of it, actually. He didn't have time to think it over, for he felt himself get pushed aside as he looked at Ash with a questionable look. What was going on, nothing was going the way he had hoped it would! This whole battle was messing everything up, and he felt lost, as if everything was plotting against him now. The eye was gone, Ash was going off to battle, Lucy -- if that was her real name even -- was preparing to battle as well. He backed up, as he saw demons get blasted away by holy light, and then saw two figures approach. Then he saw Kane start to return shortly afterword. His heart was racing, he became scared, and just when he thought things couldn't get worse. "So... You are him." The voice spoke out to him, as he felt his heart sink. He slowly turned around to find... A demon. Standing right behind him. With a deathly glare in it's eyes.

~ Michael's Story ~

They had arrived just in time it seemed. Michael was the first to arrive, followed by Scott, who had just blasted a few good demons gathered near each other with his light ray gun. He felt proud, this was the chance to show everyone that Michael wasn't the only one who could fight. Michael turned his attention to Deon, smiling as he laughed a little. "Oh my word, is this really happening? Next thing you know, --" He stopped when he noticed Rin, his eyes widening as he looked back to Deon. "My word!" He said, Scott walking over as he stopped and looked at Deon and then at Rin, before looking back at Deon. "So, you two finally showed up." He said, steam coming off of his light ray gun. "I suppose you two want your spots back? We could always use some... Assistance with The Renegades, these days." He said, quickly spinning around as he smacked a demon away with his gun. "Still got it." He said before turning back to face them. Michael seemed to feel some a bit off, looking around as he... Well, his thoughts stopped there. "Get down!" He said to Deon and his girls, as five figures appeared in between Deon's group and Michael.

"You... The creatures from before." Michael said, as the supposed leader walked forward. "It seems we get to kill you after all, Michael A. Malachim." It spoke out, as it stopped as it saw Scott pointing his gun at it. "You come any closer, I'll blast your head off." Scott said, as the robed creature chuckled at this. "That primitive thing? Don't make me laugh..." It said, before quickly pulling out it's scythe and cutting right through it. Scott's eyes widened as the gun split in half before his eyes, and... Then a cut opened on his chest, as he felt weak as the blood escaped from his body. He collapsed on to his knees, the parts to the light ray gun falling before him. "SCOTT!" Michael shouted, rushing towards him as the blade came before him, and he stopped, glaring at the robed creature. "Michael...Wait." Scott struggled to say, as Michael backed up a bit. Scott looked up at the scythe's blade. "That scythe... It's... Made of crystal." He said, and Michael rose his brows, looking at the blade he could see the lines. It was now obvious, as the creature let out a dark chuckle. "You know your demons then, boy." The creature said, as Michael turned his head towards it. "Your in league with a crystal demon?!" Michael asked, as the creature got into a stance with the scythe. "No... We work for one." It said, before dashing towards Michael, ready to strike!

~ Sebastian's Story ~

"You are the guide it seems." It said, walking forward towards him slowly as Sebastian couldn't help but feel... Scared. "Who are you?" He asked, as the demon stopped and shook it's head. "I am an elemental demon, my master has sent me here to execute you. You are, after all, on the list." It said to him, as Sebastian felt... Cold. "W-what...?" He tried to say, before he noticed himself starting to shiver as the air around them got colder. "What the...?" He tried to finish, but found himself caught off guard by the sudden coldness. "You don't even remember me... You have abandoned me, you left me three months ago to die! Now I can return the favor..." It said, as Sebastian saw it appear in front of him. "You are in full sight of everyone... Good. That makes this all the more special..." It said, before striking it's hand on his right shoulder, and Sebastian felt... Pain. As the hand pulled away, his eyes widened in horror as he saw a spike made out of ice having extended from the demon's hand. He collapsed on to his knees, as the spike broke off into pieces. He then formed an ice blade along his arm, quickly striking it across Sebastian's chest. He watched as the blood escaped, collapsing on to the ground as he closed his eyes tightly. "So pitiful..." It said, raising it's arm up, before then going to strike down at him...

Only for Sebastian to suddenly vanish from sight, as the demon struck the ground, the ice blade breaking upon contact. It's eyes widened only a little as it looked forward, seeing Sebastian now standing... A demonic aura now surrounding his form. "Interesting..." It said, as then loud snaps and pops of bones could be heard. Sebastian growled as he suddenly lost it. He slammed a hand on his chest as he hunched over, then... A rip formed on the back of his shirt, as his eyes changed to a more demonic look, his teeth becoming a little sharper as the tips of his ears became more pointy. Then, two black wings covered in black liquid ripped out of his back, the bat-like wings extending themselves as they gave a few flaps, sending the liquid off of them. The demon furrowed it's brows, seeing Sebastian having suddenly lost it. "Aw, someone is having a temper tantrum.. Maybe you aren't the one to lead me to the Evolution Demon after all..." It rushed forward at this, aiming to strike at Sebastian again, but found it broke upon contact with his right arm, now raised up in defense. The demon leaped back, landing on it's feet as it kept it's distance, watching the now enraged Sebastian give off a more demonic growl as he could see the hardened skin on Sebastian. "Interesting... Very interesting. Very well, I will give you an honorable death then." It then formed two ice blades from it's arms, grabbing a hold of them both as it ripped them off, both forming swords then as it took on a stance. "Come!" It shouted, watching Sebastian rush towards him, the tattoo's on his arms now glowing bright red, his wings extending as he looked ready to kill!

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Deon Morris (Hikari Scarlet) - The Executioner
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Rin


Deon grinned as his foot connected with another Demons face, but this one stood up again, it's eyes burning brightly. Deon grinned, and as it charged at him, he spun, watching as his foot connected with the demon's face, at the demon burst into ash as it's soul was dragged back down to hell. "Hmm, there's got to be someone bigger coming along. This is just too well planned for a group of weaker demons to think up". Deon grinned, but spun suddenly as he heard something growl behind him. He grinned, realising that the beastly looking demon in front of him was none other than Sebastian, who was squaring off against a semi-powerful Ice Demon, or so it seemed. He turned around again, fairly certain that he'd be able to tackle an Ice Demon. After all, Sebastian was his brother. He looked over to Michael and replied. "I never left. The WDL decided to screw with my brains, erase my memories and make me an Exorcist. I have no freaking idea what Rin's been doing, though, but I never left. Willingly at least". He ducked a blow from a demon and booted it in the stomach, flipping himself over and landing on top of it. He put his hand back into his pocket and grinned, stomping on the poor demons head until it didn't move, and vanished. He turned as his ears picked up something, and he noticed the lesser demons making way for a very, veyr large Demon.

Deon didn't care that much, but he recognised the two-story tall demon from a while age. They'd fought before, whether on the same side or not, Deon didn't remember. Okay, maybe he just didn't care at all, but apparently the demon remembered him. "DEON YOU WHELP, TURN AND FIGHT ME IN SINGLE COMBAT". Deon grinned, and spoke back. "Sorry Ansy, but if I look at that ugly mug of yours, I just might vomit". He smirked as the demon, whom he now remembered as Ansgar, charged at him. The axe he held was almost as tall as him, and Deon would've spouted out another insult, but since the demon was intending on smashing his axe down on top of him, he probably wouldn't find himself throwing any insults. The front blade of the axe was incoming, and scarily fast, but Deon simply grinned, hands still in his pockets, and allowed it to hit.

*THUMP*

Rin gasped in shock, realising that the axe must've scored a direct hit on her friend, and she swore. She was tempted to chech on him, but she noticed that Michael and Scott seemed to be needing a bit more help than Deon did. She rushed over to the former and tackled one of their opponents to the ground, a teasing 'Nyaa~' escaping from her lips as she tore into her victim. She grinned in savage glee as she flung herself off of him, and cannonballed into the scythe-wielder. She grimaced as she felt the sharpened end of the scythe's shaft cut into her, but she paid it no mind as she cartwheeled off of him, pulling off a pose and shouting out "Taa daaa!~". She winked at Michael and leaped away, towards the other enemies that Michael, Scott, and now her, apparently, were facing. But something clicked in the back of her mind. Why now?

~~~~~


As the shockwave from the axe hit the ground, a few of the demons were knocked off of balance, and the massive crater that the axe's attack had left was plainly visible. If the onlooking demons were hoping for a display of blood sacrifice and power, they were honestly going to be very, very disappointed. Well, Deon's blood, at least. A pillar of flame burst from the crater below the axe, and formed into the shape of a Phoenix, emitting a wild cry and dissipating. Ansgar would've felt his axe lift slightly, before it was thrown back, away from the ground. His grip would've held, but the axe might've sent him off balance. a few curious demons peered into the pit, and were promptly sliced to shreds. With the rushing of wind, Deon was on a tree near Ansgar's head, his hands in his pockets again. "Oi Ansgar! You know, thinking about how big that axe is, I bet that you're compensating for something, eh? Did Brenhin really send such a weakass to fight me? Honestly, I'd rather beat on him that you, douchebag". Deon grinned as his words rung out across the clearing, and he had a feeling that Ansgar would be getting kind of pissed off right about now. The flames of the tree behind him barely scorched him, although his clothes were burned from his Phoenix Flame explosion. He realised that his shoes were gone, and sighed. "Ah well, I'll grab my other ones when I get back to my room in the Resistance Base".

~~~~~


Rin ducked a swipe from her opponents weapon as she heard Deon's voice once again ring out in the clearing, and she giggled. "Seriously? You're pissing him off? What fo-". Rin sighed at her idiocy as she realised what was happening, and she dodged another swipe from her opponent. There was something... 'wrong', about them though, almost as if they weren't human, or even a demon, for that matter. She dodged again, this time launching a counterattack and slashing him on the left side, tattering the robe and revealing... 'Is that... metal? No way, there's very few people that can do that. Well, actually, there's next to zero, but I know a certain type of Youkai that are...-'. "Shit!". Rin swore as the automation swung at her again, and she shouted to Michael. "Michael! They're Mechanical!". She grimaced as she felt the robotic fist of her opponent bust into her stomach, and she doubled over in pain, before grinning and flipping, tearing the automation's arm clean off. "Yeah, you scrap-metal types always fall for that act". She grinned and booted it, knocking it to the ground. She went over to it. "Luckily, Kasha claws are capable of cutting through scrap metal". Without missing a beat, she pulled her arm back, and decapitated her enemy, sighing as it fell. "Dumb bot".

She leaped over to Michael, and grinned again. "Just like old times, eh?".

~~~~~


By the time all the previous events had transpired, the Seven Sins were working together in perfect harmony, slaughtering demons by the dozen. Lucifer ducked a direct blow from a demon, and watched as Asmodeus' Staff, Laevatein, extended and cut through the demons armour, and the proceeded to blast through numerous other demons, before speeding back to it's normal size, which left Asmodeus grinning like a lunatic. "Ya alright, Luci?". Lucifer stood, brushing herself off with a glad sigh. She turned to her sister, and gasped in shock. She saw Asmodeus turn and take in the sight of the rampaging Sebastian, but unlike Lucifer, wasn't compelled to take steps forward to try and help him. Asmodeus gasped as she saw Lucifer running full speed straight into the ice Demon, but before she hit him she transformed, cutting through him in her Spear form and then transforming back, rolling onto the ground and standing up, shivering. "HOLY FUCKING ICY FAIRY'S SPELL THAT SHIT IS FUCKING COOOLD!". Asmodeus grinned, and turned her attention to Ash. "So, having fun, 'princess'?".

?????


The blue-haired figure sat in the chair, observing the chaotic battle taking place on the WDL's Main Academies doorstep. She allowed herself a small giggle, before watching Ansgar's axe puncture the earth, and a smile spread across her face. Her eyes were hidden, and her clothes revealed only the tiniest portions of her hair, and her wicked smile. She grinned as the observed the flames burst out from under the demons axe, and giggled again as she heard the Phoenikoi's insults, directed at prior demon. She blinked as a butler approached, offering tea with a smile. "Here is your Tea, mistress. How goes the battle?". The female grinned, and matched eye contact with her Butler. She grinned even wider and spoke. "Oh, it's very, very entertaining~". She took the teacup and poured herself a drink, after which she took a sip. She set the cup down, and returned to her observations. "Oh, how wonderfully entertaining this little play is turning out to be!".

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~ Michael's Story ~

Michael saw Rin had arrived in the fight to help, she was doing an excellent job as always. "You haven't changed a bit. I just hope you aren't as distracted any more." He said, and looked over at Scott, who struggled with his wound. "I'm sorry, but we can't get the WDL to heal you. I don't want you brainwashed like he was. The Renegades will be lost without you." Scott gritted his teeth at this and let out a slight chuckle at his words. "I'll be fine, my wound can be tended to later. Just beat these guys, that's all that matters right now!" He then looked at Rin at her words. "Mechanical? Only one type of demon can do technology this advanced." Michael furrowed his brows at this, looking back at them. They were repairing themselves, electricity coming out of them once in a while as they repaired. The leader, the scythe wielder, seemed to be glaring at them all darkly now. "I was only told to execute Michael Malachim and his second in command. But now I think I'll just get the whole damn list out of the way! Kill them all!"

Michael saw Rin grin at this, stepping forward towards them as her tails flickered. "Yeah, well, have fun trying to kill us, ya piece of junk!" Then the craziest thing happened, she leaped at them! But she seemed to be doing fine, bouncing off of the leader's head which allowed her to propel herself in the air. She then landed behind the leader, seeming to watch with amusement as one of them in front of her aimed a kick at her face, but was stopped as she cut through it with her claws, so easy like a knife through melted butter! That grin came back to her face and then she propelled her arm straight upwards, cutting the robot in half in front of them all. "Well, since you guys heal yourselves, I can go all out!" She told them as she then looked back towards Michael with that same grin on her face. "Hey, I'll be back in a second, alright?" And then... She was gone! She had run off, leaving Michael and Scott open to the mechanical warrior's attacks. Michael saw the leader look pretty pissed off now, glaring towards Deon's battle, and... It raised it's scythe up to throw it at his back!

"I'm right HERE!" Michael called out, before then ramming his own body into the leader, watching him stumble back a bit before looking up at him, as Michael could see it's emotionless eyes upon eye contact. It then charged forward and swung it's scythe at him, he quickly took a step back and rose his right arm in defense, getting a cut from the scythe on it as he winced in pain. "Foolish boy!" He heard the leader speak to him. It then took a step forward and sent a punch at him this time, quickly he used his left arm as a shield, but found this was a bad idea, for he could hear several cracks upon contact and he could feel it growing numb. "AGH!" Was all he could say, as the mechanical warrior came closer towards him, raising it's scythe in preparation to decapitate him. Scott saw this, and felt fear come over his injured body. "Michael!" He shouted towards him. "Get up, now! Move it! Do something!!" He cried, and it would of all ended there... Until a bullet pierced right through the leader, the bullet caused enough force on it to make it stumble. His followers were shocked as they realized the bullet had pierced through most of them too. Behind them, they saw the demon with her car ears and her Cheshire cat grin as she raised her rifle. "Yeah, it's custom made to fire with half a second spacing, with practically no recoil and around twenty bullets in the magazine. I could wipe you all out, asshats." She then put the rifle back in it's back-holster and brandished her claws. "Come on! He's not the dangerous one here."

Michael watched as the scythe leader had stopped movement to listen to her, it's wound repairing already as it looked back at her slowly, then nodded towards the others. "Destroy her." He commanded to them, the other four summoning two long ranged weapons for both hands to use, and then one of them shouted out. "Open fire!" And then, they began to shoot laser-type attacks at Rin! Scott gritted his teeth and looked towards Michael. "Damn it Michael, she has to know what to do!" Michael looked back at him with a puzzled look. "What am I suppose to do?!" Michael said back to him, as Scott rolled his eyes from this. "Oh for..." He started, but then turned his attention to Rin. HEY! Get a wound big enough in one of them, make sure it's distracted from repairing itself long enough for Michael to attack it!" But then he felt his collar get grabbed and his body rose up to meet eye level with the leader! "Thanks for just stupidly saying your plan to me. Now I have an excuse to kill you FIRST!" It spoke to him with obvious anger now in it's voice.

Meanwhile, Rin was having problems of her own. She grimaced when a laser whipped past her ear, and then leaped behind a rock for cover, seeming to just vanish behind it. She let out a sigh, confused what to do when she then heard the leader speak out towards Scott. She gave another grin and stood up, launching herself towards the mechanical warriors, taking a few hits herself in the process, but managed to cleave them in half. She then bolted towards Scott's position, slicing the leader's arm in half and then quickly pulled Scott away from it as the leader screamed out in pain. "Go hide, dumbass! You're injured!" She told him, ducking when the leader tried to slice her with it's scythe, then she leaped away. "Concentrate all fire on her, you fools! Stop insulting our great leader with such bad performance!" When they did, she started dancing between the lasers and melee attacks being thrown at her, singing all the while this happened. When she got closer to Michael and the warrior closet to him, she twirled and then kicked it in the head, landing she sprung up and cut it in half vertically. "Michael, now!" She told him, as Michael summoned a Casting Light. "Here goes nothing..." He said, throwing it into the repairing robot fighter, and after it had fully repaired itself, it screamed out in sudden pain as it exploded. "That's it..." He said, coming to a conclusion as he narrowed his eyes. "Those assholes can shield from the light only on the outside! Rin, the next one!" During all of this, Scott struggled to move, while keeping out of sight of the WDL. Michael had little time to get to Scott though or Rin, for the leader had come for him now, and he quickly summoned his barrier to block the leader's scythe just barely in time, but now he struggled to push it away from him so he could resume fighting. "So you know our weakness... Congratulations, I'll CHOP your arms off!" It spoke out to him as it struggled to break his barrier.

Rin gave a grin at the sight of the robot fighter exploding, flipping over the next one and cutting it in half, then that half in half, and then that half in half, before ducking under cover and waiting for Michael to finish it off as it began to repair. "Michael, ya think ya could keep up if I slashed more than one at once?" But when she looked over her cover, she saw the leader attacking Michael, and swore at this. She flung herself on to the leader quickly, rolling around on the ground with it as she fought against it's superior strength, she was much better at long distance. She had no time to react when the leader caught her across the wrist and then flung her into the nearest rock, breaking it upon contact. Michael, meanwhile, gasped out once she had gotten the leader away and was able to cast down his barrier, summoning another Casting Light and throwing it into the repairing machine, watching it explode like the other had. "That's the second one down! Three to -- SHIT!" He was once again in trouble, now having to work on avoiding the laser attacks of the remaining two followers. The leader, on the other hand, had gotten up and walked over to Rin, grabbing a hold of her injured arm and twisting it slowly in it's grasp. "You little BITCH! I'll chop your ears off, and then gouge your eyes out! What do you got to say to that?" It said to her, before then feeling a rock hit it's head as it glared over it's shoulder to see.. Scott, standing and struggling from his injuries. "Hey asshole! Leave her alone, why don't you?! Don't you know it's rude to hit a girl?!" He shouted, getting the leader's attention long enough as it felt spit hit it's cheek and a growl behind it. "Oh fuck you, tinhead!" It then had it's face smashed into by claws as they twisted around with vigor and amusement. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" She taunted with one of her grins and then, using a bit more of her strength, cut a hole clean through it's head, and then tore her hand upwards! Then, using her other hand, she punctured it's torso and pulled, cutting it's chest in half. She then stood up and swayed, prepared to keep on fighting it. "Let's do this then, fuckers!"

The leader struggled as it started to repair, but was left no time as Scott rushed in with a piece of the broken light ray gun and began cutting up it's repairing chest with the piece. "Rin, you need to help out Michael! I got this bastard, HURRY!" He shouted, before jumping off quickly to see the scythe... Transforming into some sort of gun, which attached itself to the leader's hand?! Rin grinned at Scott quickly. "Yeah, yeah Scott. I'm on it!" She said to him, before running off towards Michael's fight with the two remaining mechanical followers, the pain in her stomach slowing her down it seemed. The leader then fired a crystal at Scott, who just barely dodged it and watched as it crystallized the ground around it where it had hit. "What the hell is that thing?" Scott asked, getting a nasty looking sinister smirk from the leader's repairing face. "You don't want to find out." It said, and charged in towards Scott at this. Meanwhile, Michael was busy dodging lasers when he heard Rin's voice. "Oi, Michael, get ready!" She called out to him, and he barely had time to watch as the two turned towards her and opened fire, but she flipped over the attacks and cleaved one of them into two, but this left her open to get shot in the left leg. She stumbled, but managed to stand resolute, and threw her fist into the crotch of the second follower, then pulled her arm in an upwards motion to split it into two as well. "Hurry!" She cried out, as Michael quickly summoned two Casting Lights this time, and threw them both into the repairing machines, watching them explode as he saw Rin get blasted back a bit from the explosions. Michael rushed over to her, grabbing a hold of her before she fell as he had no idea what to do now, plus he was beginning to feel drained. "Jesus, Rin... Are you alright?"

Meanwhile, Scott fought bravely against the leader, doing better then even the leader expected a human to do. Scott had managed to get in close three times and make three deadly cuts on it, but each time it had also punched him, making a few crack-like noises as it did each time. But once the explosions had happened, it sent in a punch into Scott that made him stumble back and collapse on to his knees, the pressure of all his wounds was too much. With this, it sent another crystal at him as he felt it pierce through into his shoulder, gritting his teeth as he managed to grab it and pull it out before it could start to crystallize him and he put it down. "Ugh... Crap." Was all he could get out at this point. Rin, meanwhile, had grinned at Michael in thanks and then saw what had happened to Scott. She stepped forward, but nearly fell as she did, and then caught herself. "HEY TINMAN, YOU'RE MASTER SUCKS!" She shouted to the leader, it turned towards her in response as it began to walk towards her, but she launched herself at it and cut it's arm off again. The problem with this though, was it managed to punch her with it's other arm, and sent a hole through Rin's shoulder. It then grabbed her by the throat and lifted her up, trying to choke her to death. However, this caused a bright light to suddenly appear around Michael, as he charged towards the leader and punched it, making it let go of Rin as Michael caught her. Now he was surrounded by a bright holy light, putting Rin down as it strangely did not effect her, he was in total control, as his two angelic wings spread out fully on his back. He then clapped his hands together at this. "Cherubim!" He shouted, as tiny bright lights appeared around the leader, before heavenly chains came out of each and wrapped around the leader, restraining him at this. He then sent his hands in front of him. "OPHANIM!" A bow of light appeared in his right hand, an arrow of light appearing in his left. He the positioned the light arrow in the light bow, and shot it towards the leader, watching it pierce straight into one of it's many repairing chest wounds. It screamed out in pain as the arrow exploded, covering the leader in a bright flash of light as it's legs were obliterated, it's upper body damaged as it collapsed to the ground once the light vanished around it.

His wings then vanished, as did his bow and heavenly light, before he ran over to Rin. He grabbed a hold of her shoulders, panting as he found the strength to still stand, using her shoulders for support as he looked at her. "Rin, speak to me! Are you okay?!" He asked, watching her eyes open and see her grin at him, returning it with one of his own. "I'm fine, silly. I told them. I'm the strong one, you need to get checked. I just hope that Deon doesn't get this badly injured either. Heh. We'll all be screwed" She then did something he did not expect, and wrapped him in a hug! "Good to see you again, Michael!" She said to him, as he patted her back before she unlatched herself and sat down, seeming to be satisfied now as she leaned on a nearby rock and closed her eyes. "Those Robots.... they were probably made by a Kappa, but the Crystal on the other hand..." Michael then got a serious expression, as he looked over at the remains of the robots. "Yeah... Question is, who's the Kappa, and who's the Crystalized demon behind this attack?" He asked her, before watching Scott struggle over with the crystal in his grasp now and a grin on his face. "We're taking this with us... To examine it. Those bastards may try the other ones, but this one isn't stuck in the ground or broken. I don't trust the WDL more then I previously did now..." This made Michael laugh a little and pat Scott gently on the shoulder. "Neither do I. They'll pay." But then his attention was cut off by Rin's words. "Michael, look. Up there! A person!" She cried out, and when he went to look at where she pointed, he saw no one there. He rose a brow, having caught sight of 'something' before looking back at her. "... Huh. Who was that?" He asked, before suddenly jumping as the mechanical leader's torso suddenly was filled with life again. It the seemed to lift it's head up to look at them, with obvious strain of course. "Bastards..." Was all it said, before it vanished before their eyes. "Dang!" Michael said, but then Scott patted his shoulder. "Don't bother... Only the WDL would of gotten him. We have to leave these scrap parts any way..." Scott told him, as he sighed and they both looked to Rin at this, who had sat up and watched Deon's battle. "Maybe Deon has an idea." She said, as then Michael and Scott turned to look at the ongoing battle.

~ ????? ~


~ The figure sighed as the clouds surrounded it. It seems that the puppets down below had noticed it's presence, and it had decided that it would constrict their vision for now. The figure grinned as water began to fall from the clouds, but the fighting would not end there. Oh no, Sebastian, Deon and the foolish Demon were all stll fighting, and it was all for entertainment purposes. The figure looked over at Rin, and grinned. "Aww, did the poor little pussy-cat get hurt? What a shame". The figure laughed, and resumed it's observations. ~

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Character Portrait: Deon Morris Character Portrait: Brenhin Character Portrait: Sebastian 'Inferno' Character Portrait: Devin Namach Character Portrait: Ashley 'Ash/Soot' Clade Character Portrait: Michael A. Malachim Character Portrait: Kane O'Reilly
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~ Sebastian's Story ~

"Well, it seems you've finally given me a challenge..." He spoke out, seeming to form an ice spear in his hand as he threw it at Sebastian, who spun around and kicked it, breaking it into pieces as the pieces scattered around them. "...Huh." Sebastian then landed in front of him, as he aims a punch at him. The ice demon's eyes widened slightly, as he tapped the ground lightly and made a short ice wall appear in between them. When the punch connected, it caused cracks on the ice, but didn't break through. Placing his hands on the ice wall, tiny little ice spikes began to form as Sebastian leaped back, the ice spikes then shooting out towards him. Quickly, he jumped up as one scratched his leg, as he landed away from the ice wall while glaring at the ice demon. "Not able to talk, are you? Shame..." The ice demon spoke out, before slamming it's hand down and freezing the ground underneath it's hand. It then slide it forward, shooting ice across the floor towards Sebastian. Seeing this, Sebastian rose up a foot and stepped down on the ice as it came near him, but instead of it freezing his foot, he broke the ice underneath it instead. However, the ice demon stumbled a bit, the hole in it's body seeming to come into effects.

"Hmm... That reminds me." The ice demon spoke to itself, forming another spear as it breaks off the top of it and then slides the broken length into the hole Lucifer had created, the ice merging with the rest of his body as he then turned his attention towards Lucifer. "You shouldn't of come, this is personal business." He spoke out, as he saw her glare at him. "Well this is personal too, you know!" The ice demon rose a brow at her. "How so? A friend of yours?" He asked. "You could say that." She responded, preparing another attack, but the ice demon slammed it's hands on the ground as ice went out towards her, forcing her to quickly focus on moving out of the way. When she stopped, the ice demon slide in front of her using ice it had forming underneath it's feet, preparing to impale her when Sebastian rammed his body into the ice demon's, sending him away. Sebastian then glared at Lucifer and let out a loud cry-like roar at her. "Sebastian, stop this!" She spoke, as Sebastian pushed her aside and rushed back towards the ice demon.

Kane, meanwhile, had just arrived and was panting and gasping for breath, putting his hands on his knees. "Come on Kane... You can do this. You aren't a kid any more, it's time to grow up. I can handle this... No prob --" He stopped when he saw Sebastian fighting the ice demon, his eyes widening a little out of surprise. "T-Thomas?" He muttered out, but then a feminine voice spoke out. "No, his first name's Sebastian." Kane turned towards Lucifer, almost jumping at this. "Where did you come from?!" He asked, watching her raise a brow at him. "I've been here. You just didn't pay attention." Kane felt suddenly embarrassed, rubbing the back of his head as she continued to speak. "Listen, you're a good fighter, right?" She asked, as Kane felt confused for a bit. "Uhhh...." Was all he could get out. "Good enough. I can't come into this fight without hurting Sebastian, and well... You seem like the only one who can pull him out of this state." Kane felt like someone had dropped a load of weight onto his shoulders. "W-what?!? How am I the only one to do it?!?" He asked, as Lucifer shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know." She said to him. "How do you not know?!?" She then gave him a serious look in her eyes. "Look, either do it, or wait for one of them to kill each other." She said, as Kane looked back towards the fight, seeing more ice being sent out around the area. "... Oh boy." Was all he could get out now.

The ice demon had resorted to making ice weapons again, trying to throw them at Sebastian, who just moved out of the way of each. The ice demon was about to slam it's hand on Sebastian as he got closer, when... Both stopped. "Prepare yourself, demon!" A voice called out, as both shifted eyes towards Kane, who was running towards them both. "Fear not, for I have come!" The ice demon rose a brow at this. "... Okay, I'm just going to be nice." He said, as he put a hand down on the ground and froze the ground underneath Kane. At this, Kane jumped. "Hah! No ice can -- WHOA!" He landed back on the ice, stumbling about as he came right for the ice demon. "Should of thought of this ahead of time." He said, before Kane rammed into the ice demon and made him stumble back a bit. Sebastian leaped towards the ice demon as he rolled out of the way, seeing Kane coming out with a sword now. "Take this, evil demon!" He cried out, as the ice demon rose a brow and planted a hand on the ground, as Kane suddenly found he couldn't move his feet. Looking down, he saw them frozen in ice, as he tried to pull out of it. "Um, okay, that's enough... You can stop the ice now." He said, as he tapped the ice. "You want me to stop? Okay." The ice demon said, snapping his fingers and making the ice break, as Kane stumbled around and got back on to the ice, making him stumble around. "Whoa, whoa, ahh!!" The ice demon looked back towards Sebastian. "... Where were we?"

However, Sebastian couldn't help but laugh, having reverted back to normal, as he was rolling around on his back, trying to stop himself from laughing anymore. "Oh my god Kane, what are you doing?! Ah-hahahahaha! Oh, oh, you can't fight worth crap! Ah-hahahahahaha!" The ice demon slowly glared. "This is a serious fight, boy. Get up and face me, like a man!" Sebastian, however, was pounding his hands on the ground now, continuing to laugh. "Oh, the way he slips on the ice! The way his voice changes when he speaks like that! The way he -- he --" He was cut off by the laughter, as the ice demon glared at him and walked forward. "ENOUGH!" He shouted, forming an ice hammer as he slammed it down at Sebastian, who quickly rolled away and got up while the ice hammer broke on impacting the ground. "Okay, I'm here. What did I --" He stopped as he looked over at Kane. "Hey, what are you doing over here?!" He shouted, as he tried to run to hep him get off the ice, but found himself slipping on the same ice. "Hey, wait a minute, whoa -- ah!" He ended up slipping and landing on his back, closing his eyes tightly as the ice demon walked forward towards them. "Too easy." He said, before he was stopped by something colliding into him, it's blade nearly breaking his shoulder. The ice demon put a hand over the cracked shoulder to see Lucifer returning from her weapon form again, she found herself shivering after this. "ICE CREAM CONE ON A CHOCOLATE SUNDAY!" She shouted, as the ice demon rose a brow at her. "Er, sorry..." She said, before the ice demon pulled it's hand away to reveal the cracks gone. "Oh, you can heal! I didn't know that." The ice demon furrowed it's brows at her. "Really? Can you, then?" It spoke, forming an ice spear as it throws at her, as she quickly moves to the side and grabs a hold of it... Only to quickly throw it back at him. "AH! My hand's cold, damn it why do I keep doing this to myself?!"

Sebastian pushed himself up off the ice as he ran over to Kane and pulled him off of the ice as well, helping him up. "You okay?" He asked, as Kane looked at him. "I -- I think so. Is anything broken or frozen?" He asked, as Sebastian shook his head. ".... I guess I am then." He said, as Lucifer quickly ran over. "You two might want to get ready." She said, as the ice demon was freezing the ground around him then, the air around them becoming colder as the ice continued to spread around the area, the three being lucky and thankful they were in a spot where the ice was forming around them. "I came on a good day it seems. It seems that none of you noticed that during our fight, I was turning the growing wet area around us into a frozen battlefield. I do hope none of the others mind if it grows to their battles as well... What am I saying? Of course they don't!" He looked over towards a demon who was trying it's best to avoid the growing ice. Around the park, wherever the rain hit the ground, ice would shortly begin to form afterword. First they would appear small, but the more the rain hit them, the more the ice began to grow and expand around the park. For now, it was still in the growing stage, so it wasn't a problem to the others... Yet.

Lucifer glanced over towards the lava demon's position, who easily melted the ice around it as it headed towards a battle. "Looks like I'll be needed here for a while..." She spoke to herself, as Kane looked at her. "What are you talking to yourself for?" He asked, as Lucifer lightly bonked him on the head with her first. "Stop asking questions, idiot! We have to focus!" She said, as she held her weapons in a fighting position. "If we don't end this soon, you realize this will spread all over the WDL?" She said to Kane, who quickly tried to get into a fighting stance of his own, but it seriously came off as weak. "Then we have to stop him!" He said, as Sebastian gave out a sigh. "He nearly killed me... Do I look like I have a choice?" The ice demon furrowed it's brows as it say all three looking at it seriously, seeing them all still try to fight. "Fools. You are playing in a fight that I have the overall advantage in... You have no chances." It spoke, as it dashed forward at them.

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Ashley Clade


Snickt. In one fell blow, the nearest demon seemed to stand for a moment vacantly before blood spurted from its torso, the beast crumpling to the ground lifelessly. Rising slightly from her kneel, Ash stood, flicking the droplets of blood from her shadow blade, turning to the 3 demons that had just watched their friend run to the slaughter. The flaming monsters roared, deciding to charge her simultaneously, brandishing their axes high as they tried to close the gap. Ashley smirked. In a flash she was behind them, blade once again dripping from use. The whole instant was barely recognisable to the naked eye, Ash melding into the shadows of the ground and darting through them at incredible speeds, raising her blade from the safety of the shadows to cleave each demon in two. Behind her, the three demons collapsed like dominos. Ash was no slouch in combat, having been taught self-defence amongst other things from her father’s spurt in the army. Combined with the work Asmodeus had put in making her combat ready, the general demons of Ansgar’s army looked like they were standing still. "So, having fun, 'princess'?" Ash glanced over to Asmodeus, who seemed to be putting the finishing touches on her own adversaries. Glaring, she turned to face her entirely, thinking to say something before hesitating. She was enjoying this… The satisfaction of dispatching those demons like they were nothing to her… Was she really that sick and twisted? What was wrong with her? Demon or not, that sort of pleasure was inhuman… Distracted by her own self-prejudice, Ash didn’t hear Asmodeus’ warning before it was far too late.

“Ash!”

With a whipping pain, Ash gave a gasp as a chain coiled around her arm. Dropping her blade, she fought with it a moment, pulling back with both hands. “Shit!” Was all she managed to say before being pulled off her feet, flying through the air and back to the brutish flame demon with the coil. Wincing as she landed hard on her back, she gave a sharp cry of pain as she felt a heavy foot stomp on her free arm, pinning her down to the ground. Fighting with the pain, she opened her eyes to a heavy shadow looming over her, a second demon’s maw wide with a grin as it approached, raising its axe high in both hands. Ash froze for a moment in fear, the blade glinting red and menacing in the light of the fires, before slamming down towards her.

Crunch! The axe embedded itself deep, ripping blood out of the rended flesh torn into by the serrated edge. A deep cry of agony roared from the demon as it was slain by its ally, the executioner’s eyes going wide as it quickly retrieved its weapon from the skull of his comrade. Behind him, there was the soft jingling of chains before the iron bonds were twisted around his neck. Feebly, he dropped his axe, grasping with both hands to try and get underneath the coils constricting his air supply. Dead weight quickly pulled him to the ground, pinning him on his back as the chains continued to pressure his soft neck, suffocating him a moment before a sickening crack reflected his broken airway, the demon lying limp. Rising from the shadows, Ash took a shuddering breath. Her timing had been perfect, sinking into the shadows with the chain had caused the first demon to fall into the axe, before she’d surface again to hook it around the other’s neck, falling back into the shadows to exert more pressure then she ever could with her own weight. Dropping the chain, she was shaken a moment, but didn’t get much more chance for a breather as another coil whipped around her neck, dragging her back to another demon. With a humongous clawed hand, he snatched up her throat, squeezing tightly as he lifted her to her feet.

“You killed Gragnon! For that, you can suffer!” Raising her higher off the ground, the demon smiled wickedly as Ash gave choked gasps from her restricted air supply. Dangling as she was, she couldn’t merge back into the shadows like last time, and she made a number of desperate kicks at the demon. Laughing to himself as he watched her struggle, he began to plod off towards the nearest fire, holding Ash over the top. Heat began to boil throughout her body, white hot sensations flooding her feet and legs as she was held over the open flame. Ash’s vision began to blur as the smoke and lack of oxygen began to get to her, and dimly, she could see the flames dancing around her, casting shadows all around… “GCK!” The demon choked this time, blood rolling out of its mouth as it staggered, loosening its grip on Ash. Behind it, the demon’s shadow had risen large from his proximity to the fire, but what was worse came from the splintering and twisting shape it had formed, snaking back towards the demon and impaling him with a multitude of spikes. Like a pincushion, black spears covered in blood pierced through him like a demented thorn bush, leaving him suspended in an expression of shocked agony. Finally, the last of his life left him as Ash was dropped, the girl coughing and staggering as she stumbled from the fire, landing on all fours. With a soft thud, so too did the demon drop, falling into the flames and smouldering with the smell of burnt flesh.

Trembling a bit in fear, Ash’s second brush with death was beginning to sink in. This was no game. She wasn’t toying with the demons or anything like that. One mistake, and she would die. Kill or be killed, that was the mantra for this situation. This wasn’t something she was enjoying; it was a battle of necessity. But if for this moment, ignoring what she was doing – Putting the death she was causing behind her – If that would help her survive through this situation, then her choice was clear. Standing amongst the flames all around her, she took in a deep breath, looking up to the sky as the rain had begun tumbling down. As some of the fires extinguished, leaving nothing but flakes of ash in their wake, she was reminded of her father.



“Daaaadd! They’re picking on me again and calling me Sooty!” The little girl whined, tugging at the pants of the man underneath the bike.

“Well, that’s not so bad. You should take it as a compliment.” The voice was smooth and calming, the man performing some final adjustments before he slid out from under the bike, wiping his hands before sitting in front of his daughter.

“Huh?” Rubbing her eyes a moment, she blinked in confusion as she felt a comforting hand on the top of her head.

“Ash…” Slowly, he ruffled the girl’s hair, smiling. “Do you know why your Mother and I decided to call you that?”

“Uhhhmmm…” Ashley paused, thinking on it for a bit, before tentatively speaking. “After that character in Mass Effect…?”

The man laughed, patting her head a couple of times. “Not quite kid.” He stopped again, smiling briefly before calmly meeting her eyes, a strange intenseness hidden in them. “No, ever since you were born, I knew you’d have things tough.” Sitting up from Ash, the man moved over to his desk, rubbing his stubbled chin before retrieving a cigarette. Carefully, he flicked his lighter, holding it against the butt for a moment, letting the flames dance. “Like a log in a fire, you’ll endure intense hardships. But no matter how much it burns…” Slowly, he moved back over to his daughter, before tapping the end of his cigarette, sending bits of dust into her face and making her squint.

“…The Ash will always remain.”




“AIIiieeeaaaAAGGGHH!” The demon gave a squeal of death as Ash pivoted, ducking the flame imp’s trident before cleanly slashing upwards through its torso. Behind her, she caught the glint of an approaching flame, instinctively sinking beneath the shadows before reappearing behind the fire breather, wrenching a blade into either side of its neck and twisting them free, severing the monster’s head from its body, causing it to roll across the ground. Around her was a swath of destruction, piles of demons in various states of decapitation and butchery, while Ash herself suffered minimal cuts and bruises through her clothes. For the moment, she’d cleared the wave of demons, having dealt with the onslaught as effectively as any of Deon’s servants. For that reason, it seemed she was to have her mettle tested by a far greater challenge.

Jumping back as a scorching flame buffeted the asphalt where she had once stood, Ash glanced up to the source. The sky was blanketed with a carpet of fire and smoke, the beast leaving a trail of flames in its wake as it galloped towards Ash. A midnight black demon clad in burning red armour, spikes and other jagged protrusions solidifying its position as a war horse as the Night Mare closed in, galloping in close before slowing to a stop, snorting in Ash’s direction as it’s flaming mare flared. Her attention was less on the horse however, and more dedicated to the rider. He was a huge demon, clad thickly in armour that matched his mount. In one hand, he held a long and menacing looking polearm, while the other seemed to be a massive stone gauntlet, brimming and pulsating with some arcane power. His skin was a fleshy red and eyes a burning yellow, framed by a pair of curling horns atop his flaming hair. With little hesitation, he pointed his weapon to Ash.

“I, Ifrit of Stone Flame, challenge thee. Prepare to meet thy fate.” The great demon rider growled, spinning his halberd in one arm as the horse reared back in a hellish neigh before charging forth towards Ash, each thundering step rocking the ground beneath its feet. Ash simply stood still, unflinching as she stared the charge down, hand’s in her pocket. Closer, closer, the demonic horse and rider closed in, eyes narrowed with intense focus. Ifrit was no fool. No one stood like that without some plan, and having seen what she’d done before, he was all too prepared to strike into the shadows should she vanish away. Closer now, less than a couple of metres away, the roar of his thundering horse vibrating through his ears like a monstrous engine…

VROOOM!

Shooting out from the roof behind Ash came the streak of black, Ifrit’s eyes going wide as the massive motorbike flew over Ash’s head, the girl unmoving other than a curl of her lips and the whipping of her hair in the wind. The Night Mare reacted as best as it could, dragging its head to the side in an attempt to escape the speeding machine hurtling towards it, only to be blindsided by a brutal impact to the temple as momentum carried Ifrit, the horse and the bike slamming into the nearby wall, bricks crumbling around in a collapsing smoke. Ash continued to smile. Too easy. Turning around, she aimed to regroup back with the others, taking a few short strides away from the scene. Then in a flash, she felt it. A warning. Ducking to the floor, there was a screech of metal bouncing and sliding across the ground as Umbra flew over her head before cracking a tree in two, and slamming to a stop.

“Cute trick. But it will take more than that to extinguish me, girl…” Ash whirled, turning back as Ifrit rose from amongst the rubble, his gleaming weapon still in hand, while his massive gauntlet glowed brighter then before. Ash grimaced a little, striding back towards the fight. Umbra wasn’t able to get free of the tree that was crushing it, but by the same token, Ifrit’s little Nite Mare wasn’t going to be getting back up. It was just her and him. Slowly, Ifrit began making his own steady advance at Ash, walking until they were little more than a couple of metres away. “Nothing to say, Welp?” The demon taunted her clenching his gigantic fist and grinning. Ash simply tossed her hair a bit, glaring back. “Why would I bother saying anything to you? You’re not going to live long enough to remember it.”

“Cocky one, aren’t you? I think I might take your tongue and wear it as a trophy of my victory…” Storming forward, he kept his halberd low, coming in with a vicious series of thrusts. Ash was quick though, backing up and sidestepping this way and that, before leaping a heavy sweep from the brute, rolling past him. Deciding to try and press an offensive, she focused, raising Ifrit’s shadow from behind him, making a shadow lance to strike straight through his heart. “Is that the best you have?!” Ifrit growled, turning on the spot and slicing clean through the shadow lance, dissipating it. Ash glared, deciding to try something new. “Far from it!”

Sinewy black tendrils spiralled all around Ifrit, the shadow from the building coagulating into a solid wave of blackness, rising all around him in a dome. Bringing her hands together in a clasp, the shadows converged, tightening and sealing Ifrit in a capsule of darkness, squeezing and suffocating. Barely, the humanoid form of Ifrit could be seen within its cocoon, shaking about… Before a violent and fiery explosion shredded his prison! Waves of heat burst forth, knocking Ash from her feet as she brought her arms up to shield her face from the cinders. “N-No way!” Ash exclaimed, having been certain she had him. That technique… That was the best she had! Ifrit growled, his flames having grown exponentially and travelling down the length of his arms and halberd. “My turn.”

Fire began to swirl and solidify in his gauntlet, forming a sphere of burning light. It was like he held the sun in his hand, shimmering with arcing flames as it continued to grow larger and larger, bigger then Ifrit himself. With a malicious grin, Ifrit pointed his hand towards Ash. Burn! Fire streaked forth, weaving and shaping into the form of a dragon’s head, roaring as it closed in towards Ash. Eyes wide, Ash could feel the searing heat even from a distance. If that thing touched her… Ash really would be all that remained! Not hesitating for a moment, Ash dived into the shadows, planning to let the attack bypass her. Ifrit grinned. “You can’t hide from me!” The dragon rose up, flying high into the sky before plummeting back on the spot where Ash had once stood. The effect was instantaneous, shredding the darkness that Ash was hiding in, forcing her to return to the surface. Letting out a scream of agony, Ash was engulfed in the flames, her body boiling and bubbling from the intense heat. It was too much! She…. She was going to die! The last Ash saw was a bright light, before the world faded to black…



Ifrit grinned. Brenhin would give him his own army after this! With a deep grin he turned… “Ack! H-how?!” Ifrit leapt back, eyes wide as he stared at the girl before him. How had she gotten behind him without him even noticing?! Her eyes were narrowed beneath her glasses, her expression dark as she continued to stare at the demon. With one hand, she adjusted her glasses. “Gah! WH-wha?!” Ifrit grunted, struggling slightly. He couldn’t move?! Just what the hell was this?! Was she somehow doing all this? Eyes wide and body trembling, Ifrit was unable to look away as she strode up to him, stopping centimetres from his face. “No-one…” Claire grinned a little, her eyes glinting behind the mask of her glasses. “…Harms my sister.”

A deep howl of agony echoed throughout the courtyard where Ash had been fighting, before the world returned to silence…



Faintly, light began to return to the world. Ash blinked, looking around… Just… What had happened? She remembered fighting that demon when… Had she blacked out? Sitting up and shaking her head, she blinked as she felt something soft and fuzzy on her lap. “Noir?” Ash asked dumbly, picking up her pet cat. Playfully, it licked the tip of her nose, meowing softly. “Just… How…?” Ash stumbled over her words, before remembering where she was. As she went to stand, she found herself sitting on Umbra. Glancing around, she recognised the buildings, not far from the park where they’d been fighting. Absentmindedly, she continued to stroke her cat, who purred pleasantly in her grip. What was going on…? Sharply, she turned her head as the sounds of battle could still be heard nearby. Hikari and the others were still fighting off the attack. She had to get there. Hugging Noir to her chest, Ash quickly revved her engine, setting off back towards the park. She had to help them. She could work out what happened later.

Kane O'Reilly


“Sebastian, Lucy, behind me!” Kane made a dramatic step forward, reaching into his jacket pocket and retrieving a set of beads. Breaking a pair of them, he held them between his fingers, closing his eyes for a moment before pivoting, pitching both at the Ice Demon skating towards them. There was a brilliant flash of light, Kane grinning. His fire beads would melt that demon to… Oh, wait, had he used the- The Ice demon froze. Literally. Around its legs, a casket of ice had encased it, the explosion from the beads having scattered even more ice around. Kane laughed a little as Lucy grabbed him, shaking him by the lapels of his jacket. “What’d you do that for you idiot?! Now he’s got even more Ice to play with!” Kane chuckled a little, awkwardly excusing himself. “Heh I uh, used the wrong ones…” Laughing some more, he was roughly set down by Lucy who continued to nudge him in exasperation. “Well, use the right ones this time!”

Kane nodded, stepping up once more as he grabbed 6 beads this time, muttering his prayer before chucking a spread of the beads out in a fan. The effect was instantaneous as a wall of flames quickly burst forth, burning even amongst the rain and icy surface, the magic infused beads likely to last at least a few moments. Around them, the ice arena began to melt under the newly introduced heat, just as he planned. Closing his eyes, Kane continued to focus, placing a hand at the base of his blade and muttering a prayer, before running a pair of fingers along the length. Shimmering, there was a soft white glow of the silver katana before it burst into flame. Turning to the side in what he hoped was a cool stance; he pointed the blade towards the icy demon. “So, who’s got the advantage now, huh?” Kane smirked, taking a step forward. Unfortunately, puddles are still very slippery. With a yelp, Kane fell to the ground once more, grimacing as he dropped his sword. The flames sizzling, but were still burning in the water, Kane groaning as he rubbed his poor rump…

Did nothing ever work out for him?