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"Whoa, what do you mean this Scythe has a soul in it?".

"Hard to believe isn't it. This Scythe has the soul of a great witch, and this Scythe belonged to her. It's dangerously powerful, and... I'll tell you more another time, just run for now!".

"Gotcha!".

"No, we've got you".

Running. Jumping. Fear. Loathing. Exhaustion. Escaped. Death. Anger. Hatred. Demons. The Devil. Kill. Revenge. Flames. Phoenix. Burning. Blazing. Heart.

"Your Heart is different to others. It's almost as if it's... on fire. Burning, blazing even".



Deon leaped over the small fence, his heart pounding. The WDl had sent a squad of their most powerful Soldiers, the Paladins, to retrieve a cursed Scythe. He'd only grabbed it just in time, and had gotten a head start on the Paladin asswipes, before they realised he had what they wanted. He'd hidden it well, the same way he'd stored Mokou. In his chest, he could store anything, even other people, and they were sent to another dimension of sorts. It was a trick that a friend had taught him 500 years ago. He leaped over another obstacle, but then the scenery changed.

"Whoa, the fuck?"

He scratched the back of his head, and he felt different. he was shorter, and a mirror appeared in front of him. He stumbled towards it, taking in his brown hair and his grey eyes. He gasped. "Whoa.... I'm... me again? How did this even.... urhh. I feel sick".

"Here, drink this. It'll help you get what you want".

"Who are you?".

"A Friend, now drink".

*Glug, Glug, Glug*

"Mmm, thanks. What was that anyways?".

"It was an Elixir made by my Family, well, moreso made by me. Look at it".

Deon turned the bottle in his hands, wondering what the bottle contained, or what the liquid inside it was. He squinted at the bottle, but could only make out a few letters. Ho_r_i E_ixi_. "What is it?".

"Wait, where did you g- Whoa, agh. My... my chest. I... gah... hah... hnng... aah... fuck this stings. What did you do to me!?".

Deon doubled over in pain, his chest felt like it would explode into flames at any moment. He looked up into the face of the person above him, somebody that he'll never forget. "Damn you, what's your name? TELL ME!".

"My name?".

"Yes, your name, fuckwit".

"Remilia".

"I'm going to murder you after this, Remilia".

"Sure you will".

"Keh... I will, you know it. I'll tear your goddamn eyes out of their socket's and... whoa...".

*Thump*

With that, Deon passed out.

"Sweet dreams, my Immortal Prince~".



"Ah fuck! Not again!". Deon sighed as he threw the sheet and quilt he'd been provided with by the WDL off of him, or at least what was left of it, anyways. He sighed and rubbed his temples, standing and heading straight for the shower. He hopped in and was greeted by water.... Wait... OH SHIT!

"HOLY FUCKING ICY FAIRY'S SPELL THAT SHIT IF FUCKING COOOLD!". Deon leaped back, wondering just why the water was so cold, and then he realised that there was somebody else in the Bathroom with him. He was pretty darn used to this, but the hand on his shoulder made him jump a tiny bit. He spun around, raising his hands before realising it was just Lucifer, and turning himself sideways before taking the towel she was offering, and wrapping it around himself.

"I wanted to have a Shower next".

"And?".

"You can't have a shower before me, unless you want me to be angry'.

"I have a hangover thanks to you, so shush".

"I have one too".

"You can't get a hangover".

"Yes I can".

"Fine then, why don't you shower with me then, eh?".

"W-What!? Uhh". Lucifer took a step backwards, her face slightly crimson. "I'm not like Asmodeus, I woudn't do that. Y-You know that".

"Did you know that's exactly what I expected you to say?".

"Eeeh!?".

*Boot*

And that was how Lucifer found herself on the floor. Although she quickly realised that she could just float through the door in her intangible state, which she did.



"Well, that shower was kinda nice, although I had a certain Demon sharing it with me..... fucking weirdo".

"I WANTED A SHOWER!".

"And you had one. Creep".

"Sigh... do you even remember what happened last night?".

"I have a hangover. What do you *hic* think?".

Lucifer just glared at Deon, and Deon just stayed emotionless. He sighed and sat down on the floor, before digging into the breakfast that he'd made last night. He grinned as he remembered the look on Ash's face when she saw the amount of food he'd cooked, and how good it was.





(This is based off a an exchange between my and Tanman, rewritten to fit Deon's POV.)

It had started off well at the dinner, Ash storming in looking dark and full of scorn, a polar opposite to the cheerful smiling face of Asmodeus, who had latched herself around Ash’s neck and continued to hang off her back. "I find your methods to be cruel and unorthodox. Would you mind getting this 'thing' off of me?". Ash continued to glare at Deon, obviously ignoring how ridiculous she must've looked with Asmodeus on her. Deon laughed. Wondering what exactly happened between Ash and Asmodeus, and he even allowed himself to think about it before he decided to let Ash free of the 'torture'. "Hm? What do you mean 'methods'? I only sent her around to ask if you wanted dinner. The rest was all her". Deon stifled a laugh before grinning. "Asmodeus, cut it out, will you?".

"Uhuh..." Ash muttered as she was finally freed from her oppressor's grasp. "I'm beginning to see where that Ego of yours comes from". Slowly, Ash pulled out a seat, sitting down. Deon grinned, before pouting. "Who said you could sit, woman?". After a few seconds, he grinned widely and allowed himself a seat at the head of the table, whilst Asmodeus sat closer to Ash. "Sorry if you're offended by that joke, but whatever". Beelzebub was on a food-feasting crash course, and Belphegor seemed like she was about to fall asleep. "So Ash, why are you here, exactly? The WDL, I mean. Not the Dinner".

Ash raised an eyebrow. "I dunno. You seem to know everything. Why do you think I'm here?" Slowly, Ash took a cue from the other girls, grabbing her cutlery and beginning to carve into her meal. Deon eyed Ash wearily, and was about to answer her question when Asmodeus threw a piece of Chicken at Belphegor, who had fallen asleep at the table. "Manners, Bel! Sheesh". Deon gave a snort. He grinned even wider when he saw Ash's face, and jabbed. "What's wrong Ash, like the food?". He grinned again, and dug into his own meal.

It's not bad, Pink. Given your... 'Girlfriends', and that chauvenistic attitude of yours, I didn't think you'd even know what a frypan looked like".

Deon raised an eyebrow. "Pink? Please don't make fun of my last name, I'm trying to be nice here, you know". Deon laughed at Ash's comment. "Girlfriends? Nah, they're just friends. They come over every now and then and talk about stuff. Also, Asmodeus is the only one like... you know, so you're all good here". Deon chomped down on another piece of food. "And, since I've been living alone for a while, I had to be good at Cooking". 'For more reasons than you know, Ash'. Deon grinned and excused himself for a moment, leaving the room momentarily.

"Right... Just friends...". Ash mumbled, looking them over as Deon left the room. "Any reason why you all decide to dress like you're from a cheap brothel?". Asmodeus threw a piece of Beef at Ash, a scowl on her face. "Do I really have to beat you up again, Ash? Really?". She giggled after the last remark and continued on. "This is our School Uniform, and our Principal is a massive perv. No, this isn't the WDL's Uniform, if you're thinking that". Deon strode back into the room, a grin on his face. "Cheap Brothel? Just what did Asmodeus do to you?". He laughed at his last remark and began eating again.

"You mean you see nothing wrong with what they're wearing? Honestly?"

Deon sighed. "I never said that, I just have no choice, or voice in the matter. It's not like I go to their School or anything. And besides, Asmodeus is fine with it, Lucifer doesn't care, Satan's a bitch anyways, and yeah". Satan hit Deon in the arm. "Shut it, asshole". Deon replied. "Make me, bitch". Satan just glared and returned to eating her dinner, and Deon sighed. "Yeah, that happens a lot, since Satan represents Wrath". He blinked. "Oh, Asmodeus said something like 'Asmodeus of Lust, present, right? When she popped up, right?".

"Uhuh, she did. So these are your 7 sins huh?".

All the noise, the movement, the motion, and the life of the eight people aside from Ash stopped, and they all turned to face her, as one. "Thou hast foundeth my secret. Thou must pay in thy blood if thou wishest for thee life to continue... For we are Legion, and we are many". All eight stood, and the seven girls circled around Ash, devilish smirks on their faces. "One of us, One of us, One of us".

Then they all started laughing their heads off. Deon watched Ash freeze up, and when she became irritated, he laughed even harder.

"You know what? I think I lost my appetite. You 'tards enjoy yourselves..." He watched Ash head for the door, and then stopped laughing. He called out to Ash. "Oh come one, relax, enjoy yourself! I can't help it.... And didn't Asmodeus promise to fight you for real? How's your wrist holding up. I'll let you two fight, but.... only if you stay". Deon grinned, placing his chin in his hand. Asmodeus latched back onto Ash, and whispered into her ear. "I promised, didn't I?". Ash paused, apparently scrutinising Asmodeus and Deon. "I don't know what I find more disturbing - How retarded all of you are, or the fact that the personification of your lust was the one who wanted me here for dinner".

Deon laughed again. "Personification of my Lust? Heh. Hardly. Like I said, they're friends, although they may be Demons, they're not parts of me". Deon narrowed his eyes at Ash. "And besides, why would you leave? We're all trying to be nice, take it easy and get to know eachother, except that Devin guy. Dunno where he is". Deon leaned back in his chair. "And besides, the WDL has a habit of breaking promises, and I don't like it when they completely screw people over. Tell you what, you stay here and eat, since I can practically hear your stomach rumbling from here anyways and the shops are all shut, and I'll let Asmodeus train you for the next few days. How's that sound?".

Ash turned to face him, folding her arms. "And how is THAT supposed to sound appealing to me? I'd rather lick a toad". Deon grinned. "There's quite a few toads outside. In the pouring rain. If you're into that type of thing I can go get one for you if you like. But hey, how much food do you have in your Fridge? And does any of it even look edible?". Deon nudged Belphegor, who lifted her head and yawned. "I'm tired, Hikari. I might go to bed". Deon sighed. "Alright Bel, go on.... No, not my room, yours". Belphegor mumbled an apology and disappeared. "Come on Ash, don't goooo!~". Asmodeus pleaded, her eyes turning into those puppy-dog like things.

"How about this;" Ash set her finger down on the table, as if drawing up a plan. "I stay for dinner, and you make sure Lust here stays away from me. Got it?"
"Deal. Although I thought you'd like to learn your powers quicker than the WDL would like to teach you. After all, if you get powerful enough you can just ditch the WDL entirely and join those Renegades. I think that's what they're called. Oh, and I can't guarantee what Asmodeus'll do". Asmodeus grinned. "I'll stay away from her, whatever. Now come, sit down, and eat!".

"Don't presume that you know me, or my intentions". Ash stated in annoyance. She returned to her seat, probably guessing that if she left, Asmodeus would make her regret it. Deon sighed, and turned to Ash. "What do you drink, anyway?. Alcohol wise, mind you".

"I'm not exactly some connoisseur. I'll have whatever's available". Her tone remained hostile. Asmodeus chimed in from her seat. "Sheesh, she's one tough cookie, ain't she Bub?". Beelzebub didn't reply, she was too busy shoving food down her throat to notice anything else. Deon watched this, sighing again. "She eats so muuch.... Ahem, anyways. Asmodeus, grab me.... some Vodka, and grab some for Ash as well, and some lighter drinks for the ladies? Unless you think you can handle it, of course". Deon smothered a laugh as Lucifer glared at him. "S-Shut up! I wasn't drunk at all!". Deon smirked, and replied cheekily. "Suuuuuure you weren't, Luci~".

Ash smiled a moment at the banter, but quickly covered it up with another mouthful of food. Asmodeus nudged Lucifer in the foot, a smirk on her face. "Oh come one Luci, you can't handle your drinks at all!". With that, she left, returning after a few moments and placing each allocated drink in front of its drinker. Of course, Deon opened his first and began to drink around half of the bottle fairly speedily. "Drinking is bad, don't do it. Heh, that's what Mum always used to say to me...." *Ahem*. Deon's eyes returned to their former livelyness, as if nothing had changed, but if someone had been watching him, they would've felt the change. He grinned, and raised his bottle. "Cheers!".

Half heartedly, Ash raised her bottle, much more casually taking a swig. Deon grinned, watching as Lucifer took a few sips of her drink. She coughed lightly, her face turning a bit redder as the effects hit her. She turned to Deon, and glared. Deon grinned. "Told ya, you can't handle drinks at all". Lucifer groaned. "Alright, I admit I'm not good at drinking, but I haven't had as much time to get better at it then you, since you're alm-". Asmodeus cupped her hand around Lucifer's mouth, grinning and giggling nervously. Lucifer realised her mistake and pulled herself free of Asmodeus' grasp. She coughed light and apologised. Deon laughed and patted her on the back. "Drink some more, it'll make ya feel better~". Deon stiffled another laugh as Lucifer glared again. He looked at Ash, and grinned. "See? Is it really that bad here?".

"I've been some messed up places before, and I can honestly say...". Ash looked around the others a moment, before kicking back in her seat. "I'd rather be there again then here...". Deon sighed, his grin disappearing. "Well, I guess I have no reason to be extra nice anymore, since that doesn't seem to be working at all. Ah well, can't help it". Deon skulled the rest of his drink before grabbing another from the center of the table, and Asmodeus glared at Ash. "That was a really bitchy thing to say. Part of me wants to beat you up, but I don't want to hurt one of my friends". Asmodeus also sighed, downing her drink and reaching for another. "Since when did I agree to be your friend?" Ash asked.

Asmodeus rubbed her forehead. "You didn't, dumbass. And if you really hate being here so much, why not just lea-".
"Asmodeus. Listen up. This was your idea, you can deal with the consequences, without being a bitch about it. Alright?". Asmodeus facedesked onto the Table, a loud moan coming from her lips. "But she's being such a DICK.... Heh... Dick....". Deon facepalmed and turned to Ash. "If you really hate us so much, why did you come here, Ash?".
"May as well use you for the food and drink". Ash sipped again, not missing a beat in her facade. "Not to mention your little friend here didn't give me much choice."

Deon looked at Ash, making eye contact. It was almost as if his eyes were on fire, kind of like the eyes of that crazy demon back at the Warehouse. He broke contact quickly, and downed the rest of his second bottle. He wiped his mouth and looked back at Ash. "You could've just said something about that earlier, you know. I don't cook for people who use other people. In fact, I hate those kind of people. They're sad, pathetic leeches who should- You know what. Never mind. I'm done being nice. Sorry Asmodeus, but I'm out for a bit". With that, Deon stood, leaving the room and slamming the door behind him with enough force to make all of the girls jump. Asmodeus glared at Ash. "Great job, fucktard. Now I have to get him back in here before he kills somebody". Asmodeus stood too, giving Ash the bird, as the rest of the girls started packing up dinner. Lucifer walked past Ash as she went to put dishes away. "I know I'm meant to be the embodiment of Pride, and Satan's the embodiment of Wrath, but you're the worst Human I've seen in a while".

"Gee, thanks. Now don't I feel just peachy...". Ash mumbled the last part, beginning sarcastic before trailing off.



"Asmodeus, I'm fine. I just needed some fresh air for a few seconds. Honestly. And I'm exhausted from all the things that've been happening. We're so close, but if we screw up even once, it's all over".

"I know, but don't hate her too much alright?"

"You're the one that called her names".

"She IS a bit of a bitch".

"So are you sometimes. Anyway's, I've cooled off now. See ya back inside".

"Deon, wait, you go in first".

"Nah, you can. I like the night, and I don't like hanging around people like Ash without breaks".

"Then... yeah... I'll see you inside".

The door opened and then shut again, and Asmodeus waltzed back into the room. "He won't come inside. He says he doesn't want to be around people like Ash. He has a good reason too, since... you know..". Lucifer went over to Asmodeus, and put a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, that was a looong time ago. He still had brown hair then... and normal eyes too. And it's in the past, nobody can change tha- Huh?".

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine. Honestly. Just gimme a few more drinks and it's all good. Really. We haven't even had dessert yet, girls!". Deon sat back down where he was before, his face the very meaning of happily-drunk, although the drunk part might'nt be applicable just yet. He grabbed another bottle and chugged it down, and then reached for another. By that time, the only girls left were Asmodeus and Lucifer, and they weren't very hungry, so the cake was given to Deon and Ash. He grinned at Ash as he took another swig from his fourth bottle, and Lucifer and Asmodeus looked on, whispering to each other.

"Something's weird. He's gone weird again. Oh well...". They weren't sure if Ash could hear them or not, but that wasn't their main concern at the moment. "You're pretty odd, you know that? Most people don't cool off that quickly". Ash stated, as she took a piece of the cake. Deon just grinned. He grinned some more, and then took a piece of the cake as well. "It's just that I've lived a pretty darn intense life, and ya have to be able to adapt to things. Luckily I'm pretty adaptive.... And stuff". Deon had finished his fourth bottle and was starting on his fifth. "How many bottles is that, young one?". He didn't bother to contain his laughter this time, and he laughed for a little bit before finally being able to stop himself. "Heh, oh god. And I'm not even that drunk yet".

"Probably too many". Ash muttered. Deon stifled another laugh, and locked eyes with Ash. It would've felt like the same time the crazy bird demon was in the warehouse, but not so darn creepy. After a few moments, Deon broke eye contact. "I've seen a ton of things, Ash.... Oh, and this is nothing". Deon grinned, and spoke: "Yeah, you'll be able to do that soon... Just don't take it too far. I accidentally broke someone's mind last time I did that.... I still feel like crap about it though. Heh, stupid bastard tried to hit me. Anyways, you still wanna fight Asmodeus or not?". Deon took another bite of cake, grinning even wider when he realised how scared Ash was. "Appearances can be decieving, right Ash?".

"Too right...". Ash muttered, glancing away. "And I think I'd like to keep my one good wrist, thanks." Deon laughed, and stood up. "Hang on a second, I'll grab ya a bandage for it". Deon turned and headed into the Kitchen, grabbing a Bandage an throwing it to Ash. "You DO know how to put those on, right?". Lucifer and Asmodeus both sighed. "Crisis averted, good".
"Yeah. A bandaid. Real good for a fractured wrist...". Ash grumbled, but caught the Bandage all the same. Slowly she stood up, stretching a second. "Well, barring anymore weirdness from you, I think I'm going to retire back to my room."

Deon eyed Ash wearily. "Sure, go ahead. But Asmodeus'll be waking you up early tomorrow for training". Ash paused midstride, turning. "I thought I made myself clear?". She questioned, looking to the two. Deon sighed. "Hey, she's the one who had her fingers crossed, not me. Yell at her, I had nothing to do with it, Sis". Asmodeus grinned, showing her hand. Two of her fingers were crossed, and she had a devilish grin plastered to her face.

Ash eyerolled. "Whatever. Night losers. Thanks for the meal."

Deon stuck his finger up at Ash as she left, a friendly grin plastered to his face. "Yeah, seeya bright and early tomorrow, ya bitch!". Deon laughed again, and waved goodbye to Ash. "Oh, and any time!".

Ash simply shook her head, before closing the door behind her.




Deon sighed. "Oh, right. I forgot for a second there. So, Luci, any special events I should be notified about?". Deon eyed Lucifer wearily, and a smirk appeared on her face. "Oh, it's only Midday".

"And the importance of that is?".

"Class started at 8 AM".

"...." Lucifer just grinned. "Yep, Miss Demonia came by earlier and told us to wake you up and get you to class, but you were soooo 'kawaaaaaiiii desu' in your sleep, that I might've just decided to snuggle up with you instead, Oujou-sama~". Deon just stared at Lucifer blankly, and then his head hit the table.

"Why me?".



Deon sighed. Class was wasting valuable time for him, and it wasn't like he actually needed the training. He tapped his pencil to every ticking sound the clock made, much to the apparent annoyance of his lecturer. She raised her head from her lecture on demonology, and glared straight at Deon. "Mr. Scarlet? Would you mind telling me the main weakness of a demon that is in their Humane form?". Deon just sighed and spoke, louder than she would've expected him to speak. "Yeah, it's their tail, and if you needed me to tell you that, you probably shouldn't be teaching here, Mrs. Jackson". Some of his classmates snickered, and others full-out laughed. He looked over them, and his eyes landed on Lucifer, who'd decided to get permission from Illusion to enroll, and she'd, not surprisingly, given her academic superiority and ability to learn extremely quickly, been enrolled before the hour had been up, and assigned to the be sitting next to or near Deon in each class. Deon shook his head as he heard the bell ring, and he was the first person out of his classroom.

Another reason that Lucifer had enrolled was so she could walk around the academy, in school uniform instead of her usual clothing, of course, and help Deon try and find wherever the WDL kept the machine that had blocked Deon's memories. The two were nearly able to enter one of the locked buildings the previous night, and the night before that, they'd gone into the Teacher's lounge and found nothing. The WDL was a secure place, that was for sure, and the guards were well-armed as well, almost as if something had forced them to go code red, but they hadn't notified anyone. Deon sighed as he looked around to make sure there weren't any observers, and he'd given Luci a boost up to an open window on the side of the building that they'd nearly infiltrated before. The sun was just below the horizon, and Deon flet the power of the moon wash over his body. His eyes began glowing again, the gold and the blue, and he pulled Mokou out of his chest, just in case he needed to fight. He heard Lucifer shout for him to come and look, so he leaped up and grasped the ledge, pulling himself into the building. He gasped as the memories flooded back.



Deon and Lucifer sat on the formers Bed, and the rest of the girls had clustered around, happily talking amongst themselves. Leviathan coughed and spoke up. "Lucifer, what happened today, why are we all here, in Deon's room instead of ours?". Lucifer grinned. "Today we gained a massive step forward in our search for... you know what. In fact, we've even found them. We'll be going back later on to fix everything up, so Asmodeus..... You may want to say goodbye to Ash tomorrow sometime, my familiar has informed me that something's coming from the land of Brimstone. Brenhin's place". The girls made various 'eugh' and 'oh' sounds at the mention of Brenhin's name, and it was obvious that they didn't think very highly of him. Asmodeus looked up, her face stern but her eyes displaying her emotions.

"Do we really have to go? I'm actually starting to make progress with Ash and.....". Asmodeus sighed, figuring that Lucifer probably wouldn't understand anyways. She stood, turning on her heel and left the room. Lucifer and the other looked after her as she left, wondering what she was thinking, but the only one who acted was Deon. He stood, and proceeded out the door and followed the blonde demon of Lust to the room she currently shared with her sisters. She looked at him after flopping onto her bed, and curling up slightly. "Do I really have to go tomorrow?". Deon just sighed and patted her on the shoulder, and she grasped his hand. "I don't wanna leave yet, I want to stay with ash for a bit..... I mean... she's not that bad. And I mean, she's the only human besides you that I *Cough* get along with!". Her voice was faltering slightly, and she pulled herself closer to her Master. "Please Deon, can I stay until she gets stronger? I promise I'll hurry it up a ton!".

Deon sighed. He always hated it when Asmodeus got too attached to anyone, but he couldn't stop her from doing it. Although she was a prankster, thief and a dirty-minded, fairly lustful Demon, she still had that.... That... 'side', to her, that made Deon want to cuddle her and keep her safe from the things that had happened in the past. "I... I'm going to go and get my memories, and then we'll talk, alright. Don't cry yourself to sleep tonight either, you've got a big day with her tomorrow, if Lucifer was right". He pulled her closer to him and wrapped his arms around her for a moment, but then he stood, and left the room, leaving Asmodeus on the bed. Luckily, she'd fallen asleep.



Deon and Lucifer stood outside the building that housed the Memory Blocker, and it was fairly easy to get into the building and get Deon strapped to the machine. He grinned as Lucifer read the manual, and she chucked it down on Deon felt relieved, but also kind of scared at the same time. Was he really so dangerous that he had to be tamed by having his memories wiped. He sighed, knowing that he couldn't back out now, since he was all ready to go and everything. He gasped as Lucifer put the metal circlet around his head. He grinned. "Fuck, that's nearly as cold as my shower was the other morning, until you hopped in with me, of course". Lucifer grinned and punched him on the arm, knowing full well that the contents of the shower they'd had together was between just the two of them.

"Okay, you ready for this, boss man?". Both of them laughed at this, and Lucifer pulled down on the switch. "Says here that you'll feel a burning sensation, although since you're a Phoenikoi, you should be fine. Kinda, right?". She giggled nervously and pressed a few buttons, and Deon felt what she'd just described to him, although if they must've tested this on somebody that was immune to being lit on fire, because 'burning sensation' was a bullshit term, a more appropriate one would be 'A feeling like you're being dragged down a hill of sandpaper naked'. Deon grinned, as he was used to this. He moved around a bit, but stopped himself when he felt, and partially saw, the electricity crackle along the circlet on his head. His vision started blurring, and he felt himself being racked with small amounts of electricity. Lucifer was exlaiming, although he couldn't hear her, all he could hear was his own heartbe-

"FUCK! DEON, DON'T YOU DARE PASS OUT ON ME ASSHOLE!". Lucifer grimaced as she heard the impossible. The heartbeat reader that was connected to the machine did something Lucifer would never have dreamed of seeing. "Oh no... it's... it just... it.....

Flatlined!".

Lucifer sobbed to herself as she realised that she'd probably calibrated it wrong. She slammed her fist down onto her deceased master's body, and choked on her words, but after a few moments she almost leaped back in fright, since, you know, Deon doesn't exactly die. "Holy fuck, don't scare me like that, you ass!". Deon grinned at her, and snarkily commented. "Stop being so easy to scare, Luci". He unstrapped himself from the machine, which could have easily doubled as a torture device, and, before she could spout off any inane comments, Lucifer found herself wrapped in his arms. "I want to apologise for nearly killing you when we first met. Although I guess I owe you two, since I've technically done that twice. Holy fuck, 1300 years being reloaded into your brain sure gives ya a motherfukcing headache".

Lucifer grinned, and Deon felt something wet drip onto his chest. "It's just good to have you back, Sir". Deon was about to reply when he felt something cock and load, and he turned to the source. Two heavily armed WDL troopers stood there, one with a miniturized minigun, the other with two Machete's. Deon wouldn't have trouble taking them on at all, but his recent memory gaining had make him all the more tired. He sighed and thought aloud. "Don't you WDL fucktards ever give in? I just wanna go and sleep". He sighed again as one of the soldiers spouted something about them being sent to Arthur for intruding on sacred ground, and Deon just gave him the bird. Obviously, he was a bit of a pussy, because he rushed towards Deon and Lucifer with his machetes pointed straight at their hearts.

*Thunk*
*Splat*
*Thump*

*Crack*
*Thump*

Deon's eyes widened at the fact that his opponents had been picked off from afar, with a sniper rifle, no doubt, and he only knew one demon that could pull off a double shot like that. He turned to the window, observing the rooftops for the giveaway glare, and when he found it he saluted, a grin on his face. He grinned even wider when he got the salute back, and the assassin disappeared into then night.

"Oh boy, this is gonna be a fucking awesome story for my kids, eh Luci?".



Deon woke up the next morning, and sat up. His head was killing him as he surveyed the room. He looked over to the bedside desk and saw a note, and he studied it sleepily as he picked it up.

'Lucky for you I got here in the nick of time, eh Phoenix-san? Anyways, you know where to find me, and if you don't, you know I'll find you. Sincerely, Sniper'.

He layed back on his bed, not quite ready to get out of it. He grinned slightly, knowing that Hikari Scarlet could be ditched now, and the real Executioner, was back in town. And oh boy, did he have a score to settle with the WDL.