Devin Namach's Story

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.

It is a curious thing to find yourself in a room full of demons. Things seem to be moving along normally and then suddenly you're up to your armpits in hellspawn. Not a situation you can deal with from experience.

It's times like this that Devin Namach does his best work.

Jumping up from his chair like it had just pinched him on the ass, Devin weaved his way through the chaos of noise, birds and demons like he was completely at ease. Then again, it wasn't that much different from a nightclub at 3am on saturday morning, except the people in the nightclub were a helluva lot more attractive than the fuck-ugly brutes in this room. Anyway, he gave the big red glowy thing in the middle of the room a wide berth and hauled ass over to the back door that Captain Self-Righteous and his sycophantic demon-bitch had slipped out of before. He couldn't see anyone inside the spontaneous exit and hesitated for a second before turning, giving laughing-demon-boy both middle fingers and stepping back to make good his escape through the conveniently placed exit.

The inside of the tunnel was a slight improvement from the demonic moshpit that the warehouse had become, only a very slight improvement though. What it lacked in mindless demons it made up for it with surly looking men in black suits and air that smelled like it was a few centuries old. As he followed along at the back of the mob, Devin wondered, not for the first time, about all the crazy things the sheep he was following had spouted off about his demonic heritage.

Pffft, not like it changes who I am. I've been part-demon my whole life and I haven't snapped, gone crazy and killed anyone yet. If all of them are like these meat-popsicles i'm surprised the demons haven't won already.

He snorted as he looked up from his internal musings and noticed that all the armed grunts around him flinched away.

Such timid sheep.

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…

Well at least someone had an escape plan.

Devin huffed with amusement as he climbed up onto the roof of a truck.

It turned out that the WDL had a whole motorpool stashed away in their little escape tunnel. Nondescript SUVs, sedans and trucks of all kinds were parked in ranks just waiting to make a getaway. The truck he had chosen was packed with WDL grunts and was already halfway out of the parking lot when he had climbed aboard, the driver was milking every drop of power he could from the cold diesel engine, much to its angry protest. They had just cleared the ballasts and pillars when the slavering dogs of hell burst into the parking lot and started mauling everything they came across.

Devin paid them no mind as he a lay on his back, the rumble of the truck beneath him and the racing lights overhead were rather soothing.

The tunnel glowed a lurid orange around him and suddenly the stacatto pops of gunfire joined the chorus of roaring engines and howling demons. He sat up to get a better look at what was going on around him-

THWACK

-just in time for something to smack him on the back of the head.

"Son of a buggering protestant!" He cursed as he looked around for what had hit him. He spotted it just as it rolled off the end of the truck, a small round container filled with some kind of liquid and a strange looking device.

What the bloody-

BOOM

His world went white, then black and silent. For a few heart-rending, teeth-gnashing seconds, Devin was back in The Box. The accursed chest in the attic that still smelt of his grandmothers' old clothes and mouse shit. The sound of the padlock rattling, holding the latch shut, the only thing that told him he was still there, still real and physical and that he hadn't yet faded into the blackness that surrounded him, despite what his eyes told him.

Then suddenly the lights were rushing overhead again, the roar of the engine a comforting rumble at his back. He sucked in great lungfuls of air and then promptly vomited over the side of the truck as the stale, musty air reminded him of the moth-eaten rags that kept him warm all those years ago. He grimaced as he wiped the spew off on the sleeve of his jacket and then tucked his nose inside his shirt, the faint scent of strawberries still clinging to it, bringing up more pleasant memories of the night before.

God, if you're listening, you'll tell these ass-monkeys to get me the fuck out of this tunnel right quick or first chance I get i'm gonna start strangling people.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

Those words kept repeating on and on, echoing throughout the room that they were in.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry".

Flinching. Dark, cold, filled with nothingness as the bat swung down, a brutally thunderous crack resounding throughout the room, and the night sky seemed to react in kind, pouring her tears down onto the Earth.

"I.... I'm s-sorry.... I'm... s-sorry.... I...."

Sentences were cut off by gurgles as the cold, icy grip of the reaper closed around her throat, and the crimson liquid flowed down to her lap, and she finally left him. He looked down at the weapon in his hands, a feeling of relief flooding through him, and when he opened his eyes he saw the world for what it really was. The syringe on the ground contained not a deadly drug, but medicine that a Doctor had prescribed to him.

Blink.

The two girls and the boy that he had thought were trying to do him in, to end his existence as they had suddenly, or supposedly ended the lives of so many others, were only trying to help him get over his sickness, his cold. He didn't need their help, or ask for their help though, and then it finally sank in.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry. I... I- I thought you guys were tryi-... I should've known better, not to trust him... I... I WILL FUCKING DESTROY YOU, DEMON! YOU, THE DEVIL HIMSELF, SHALL FALL TO MY FUCKING BLADE! HEAR ME!? I'LL TEAR YOUR FUCKING FACE OFF AND THEN STRANGLE YOU WITH YOUR OWN ORGANS!".

He stood, clutching the metal bat in his hand, he threw it at the wall, screaming like a savage beast that had been driven to the absolute edge of sanity, lusting for nothing but vengeance against the one that had cursed it with it's power and anger. He roared again, tearing at the wallpapers and leaving long tears in the walls themselves, the blood from his own fingernails mixing with the pool of blood already on the floor. He hated his Father, his real Father. He would do anything to kill him, and bring his friends back from the dead.

"Dammit. DAAAMMMIIIT! I'LL HUNT YOU DOWN UNTIL I FIND YOU, DEVIL!

And with that, the boy leaped out of the window, avoiding police and innocents alike, cursing the day he was born.



"Gah! Hah.... hah....ah...".

Deon's breathing was quick and heavy, and a pool of sweat had pooled up on his brow, which he promptly wiped off, cursing the nightmares that almost constantly plagued him. He looked outside, realising that the Limousine had gone through the portal that Arthur had opened, and they were safely in the academy, where no Demons could enter, or so it was said. He quickly longed for fresh air, and he practically leaped out of the Limo, kicking the door open and clambering into the dazzling light. He looked back at the Limo, only to see two armed men get out and reach for him. His eyes widened and he bolted forward, but in all his speed, a coughing fit took him to his knees, and he clutched at his chest, trying desperately to drag oxygen into his lungs, and he kept this up until somebody kicked him roughly in the small of his back, lifting him up and hitting him across the face with the butt of a Shotgun. How he ached to take the smile off of the mans face by tearing into his throat, and then going on a rampage through the Academy, but he simply hissed dangerously at the man, spitting at him, which gave him nothing but another few whacks to the face and stomach.

The WDL was known for it's brutally efficient methods and the fact that not even a Demon King could last long due to the Weapons they carried and their abilities. Deon punched his assailant square in the jaw, and leaped on top of him, with the intent of caving his face in. 'Heh, I think I'll enjo- what?'. He grimaced as he was once again lifted from the ground, this time whilst being restrained by two armed soldiers, both with tazers and pistols at their hips. His previous assailant stood, just as the others must have arrived, and pulled out a vial of holy water, splashing Deon in the face and watching as he writhed in agony, which was followed by a few good whacks from the butt of the Shotgun. He grasped Deon's face by the cheeks and looked at him.

"Do you submit? The pain and suffering will end here if you do".

"No, it won't. The pain won't end for a long time, asshole".

Luckily, Deon was too far away from either Ash or Devin for the two to hear what he said, and so he gave them a sign to make them think. He spat straight into the face of the man, blood and salive alike hitting him in the eyes and causing him to recoil in shock and slight pain. he quickly got over it however, and then seemed to make it his life goal to make Deon suffer and scream, but he would be met with much resistance, and Deon would resist as long as he could stand to, after all, weakness and submission hadn't gotten him this close before, had it? No, it hadn't, and he wasn't about to let this opportunity slip out from his clutches, he would fight with the strength of a Deon, and he wouldn't let anybody win over him, because his Phoenix pride had been awoken, and once he starts something, he intends to finish it.

*Whack*
*Thwack*
*Crunch*
*Snap*

The man beared down on the boy, beating him with much vigour and strength, whilst Deon was held back by his two accomplices in the crime, the blood starting to drip from his nose and the pain increasing with every hit from the mans Shotgun. Suddenly, something happened, the man had broken his Shotgun with the last hit, and it had snapped. It fired in the mans face, the bullets barely missing, but the aftershock hit him square in the face, causing him to stagger backwards and roar in agony and anger. He motioned to his friends, and they let Deon go, but only for a second. Deon gritted his teeth as he felt a taser bump him in the side, causing him to spasm wildly, whilst the other man had grabbed him and begun savagely booting him in the chest, and Deon thought he heard ribs break.

"Heh... Is that... all... that you assholes have?".

*Crack*

Deon's head whipped backwards as he felt a fist collide with his chin, and he was sent flying backwards into the Limo, leaving a massive dent in the side of it, a human-shaped dent, mind you. The main assailant was grinning, unwrapping the bandage on his hand, which revealed an insignia on the back of his palm.

"The Warriors of the Divine Light's Sigil grants those who use it to smite Demons enhanced physical powers. I can break wall with this hand, and walls are stronger than you are".

Deon lifted himself off of the Limousine, staggering and falling to his knees lightly, coughing up blood and letting it dribble down his chin. He knew it would be better to pretend to be defeated, and his power was being restrained due to the Holy Water. Already though, his wounds were healing, aside from the punch the man had given him. He grinned, but only slightly. The man took strides toward him, rearing to punch him when....

"I hate to stop your fun, but...."





A red and gold blur blasted out of the Limo, flinging the Man into the air and sending him flying into a far off wall, causing several pillars to collapse, but that would have no overall effects on the main Academy Building, nor the Dorms, only the Gym. 'Oh well, it's just a Gym. And possibly a few expendable people'.

Illusion grinned lightly as the man's allies rushed to his aid, she sighed loudly and beckoned Ash and Devin over, grinning innocently as if that sort of thing happened all of the time. Deon stood, coughing a few times as the last of the blood shot from his mouth onto the already scarlet stained ground. Illusion smiled at him. "Is your last name Scarlet because you always cough up this much blood?". Deon looked at her, unamused and obviously slightly miffed. Illusion laughed, a perfectly normal laugh, of course, one that somebody would use when they were amused, which Illusion was. "You're a weirdo, you know that, Illusion?".

Illusion laughed again, grinning. She opened her eyes, surveying her audience, and opened her arms dramatically. "Welcome to the Academy! You'll enjoy your stay I'm sure, but only as long as you're able to keep your Demonic heritage a secret, of course. Arthur has already left to his Quarters, since his is technically the Pope, so he could easily be in Rome now. Allow me to further introduce myself. Yes, my name is 'Illusion', I am a Demon, and I love being so. This form is only used to allow me to blend in around here, and i go by a different name. In Public, I am known as 'Alexandra Demonia', and I am the Principal of this School! People will state that i am not, for I have a Human as my spokesperson, so people will ask you who I am, simply answer with 'A Friend', and you'll be fine. The people here absolutely hate Demons, even though some have rebelled and walk among them, they are constantly fighting, but when a real threat appears, they stop all that nonsense".

She turned to Deon, a small smirk playing on her lips. "I trust you've already met Mr. Hikari Scarlet here, so you can introduce yourselves when I set up your Dorms later, for now, I'll give you a Tour of the School!". She looked at Deon, or Hikari, and grinned. "But you should rest first". She tapped Deon on the head, causing him to wonder what was going on exactly and emit a 'What the he-', before he dropped to the ground, unconscious. She gave a little chuckle, then clicked her fingers, watching as he disappeared in a puff of smoke. "Don't worry, he's in the Infirmary being patched up, they're used to me doing this type of thing".

Illusion grinned, and turned to Ash and Devin, gesturing for them to get into the Limousine. She stepped inside, leavign to door open for them to enter into if they wished to do so, and a light giggling could be heard from inside. "Hurry up~ We only have an hour!~". When they stepped into the Limousine, Illusion, or Alexandra Demonia, as she was also called, looked them up and down. "Firstly, any questions?".





"But Loki, what do we do now? Are you really gonna have to leave? That sucks, but I'm sure you'll find friends when you get there, right?".

I never knew, but from that day, my best friend for almost the entirety of my Childhood, Loki Belphegor, one of the most powerful Demon Kings in Hell, would change into the perso.. No, the monster, he was today. He was my best friend, the only person I actually slightly looked up to, even though I was a few months older than him, but what did that matter, we had eachother and we had our imaginations. Funny... we always played games where we would get sticks and fight with them, pretending that we were both powerful Demons on different sides, or that I was an Angel come to Earth, fighting off the darkness in the world. Sometimes we'd even pretend that there were others, other people, other Demons and Angels, and they all had their own parts and roles to play. I remember that one time we'd stubled across a little hidden garden, and me and Loki went inside, of course, his misheivous nature caused him to do things that I didn't, and maybe that's where we went apart.

Kind of like a bit of foreshadowing, isn't it?

"Hey Deon, look at this! It's an injured animal".

"Really? Whoa, it's guts are hanging out!".

"Should we help it? It looks like it's.... in pain".

"Well duh, come on, we'll put it somewhere it can lay down in peace,alright?".

"Y-Yeah. That's so sad....".

Eventually we moved the animal, a little Squirrel, to the nice little grove that we'd found a few months beforehand, and laid it down on a little piece of blanket that I'd torn off of my old one at home, and watched it. Loki's eyes were brimming with tears for the majority of the time, and the Squirrel died at the exact same time as the last rays of the sun died from the loveliness of the sky. Loki even cried at that point, which was really odd for me, since to me, he'd been a strong guy, but at that moment, I realised that I was wrong. He wasn't strong, he seemed like it, but he had a mothers love, as did I. So we both went home that night, after burying the Squirrel, and Loki and I were sullen for a few days after that, I'd admit.

"Maybe the aspect of death was a shock to him?".

It was a few years later, but eventually me and Loki seperated. We still kept in touch for a long time after then, but one day, when I was sixteen, nearly turning seventeen, that I lost all contact with Loki. He'd simply vanished, on the exact same night that his Mother's corpse was found, bloodied and practically torn apart by what seemed to be claws.

When Loki's Mother was found dead, Loki was nowhere to be found. I didn't automatically put two and two together, it took my a while to realise that Loki was the killer, and on that day, I came out of my room after a week locked in there with the ample supplies to keep myself alive. My Mother tried to comfort me, and my Father did the same thing as always. Nothing, but it's not like he was there anyways. From that point on I'd been alone my entire life, until we moved again, and I found friendship once again in the form of a closely knit group of two girls and a guy. Sure, they weren't the most popular people, but they weren't the most hated or beaten up either, in fact, they were perfect for me. They were the best friends one could hope for. they encouraged me, liked me, and they even comforted me when I was sick or depressed, and with their help I always bounced back up from whatever had brought me down, I even nearly forgot about Loki, maybe I even did for a bit.

Then again, all of that changed on that one day. It was an awesome day, I was seventeen and a half at the time, and it was the school holidays, although it didn't matter much since I was schooled at home, so I had whatever time off I want anyways. Back to the point, it was an awesome day, we'd just had a Party and everybody was leaving, and somebody decided to cut the power switch, so that the entire place was dark. When I walked into the main lobby of my Mansion, (which was shared, by the way) and my friends were all sitting there, grinning like maniacs and being generally creepy. I told them I would go check on the lights and they smiled and nodded.

Let's just say that that was the night when I first met my real Father, the Devil. He'd instilled a paranoia in me that raged on inside my mind for at least a month. Then, people started dying, nothing was found, except weird symbols on their bodies, and another strange thing was that they'd been torn apart, from what looked like tools, too. This, combined with my Friends acting strange, and the fact that they'd been avoiding me, added onto by the Paranoia that my father had instilled in me, all lead me to one conclusion. They were the killers. Of course, I couldn't have been more wrong, but the Devil's magic was strong on me at that one point in time, and it wasn't until it was too late that I had realised my mistake.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

It broke my heart when I realised what I'd done and I'd spent all of the rest of my Human life trying to find out if I could bring them back. Sure, they might've been happy in the afterlife, but I wanted to at least apologise. And so one day I found a Sword, a magical sword, that could be insufed with a person's soul. I wanted to buy it, but I had no money since I'd run away from home. I resorted to stealing, and I'd succeeded in that respect, but I was nearly caught, so I had to flee once again. I ended up somewhere I can't even remember, maybe in Australia, or even Austria, who knows? All I knew is that it was me, and my newfound Blade, Mokou. One of my old friends who I'd killed, she'd forgiven me and even promised to tell the others my apology. And when I was given news of their acceptance and forgiveness...

"I remember that I cried for at least a few hours, straight".

Then I realised something, I wanted to kill my Father, but I had no way of doing this... it sucked, in all honesty, it really did, but at this point I guess you're tired of hearing my screwed up, bull shitty sob story, right? And besides, it's not like I remember any of this anyway, the Warriors of the Divine Light saw to that, with a fair bit of efficiency.

But there is one thing I'm sure of:

"My name is Deon Morris, and I will kill my Father".




"The heck? How did that bitch even knock me out that fast? What the hell is she?".

Deon sat up, his head still letting the room fly in a circle for few good minutes, when he grimaced and blinked away the dizziness. He allowed a few minutes to let his eyes adjust to the darkness of the room, and then he stood up, pulling the blinds open and flinching at the sudden light. He noticed his clothes on a table next to him, and noticed that he was naked.

"... Wha... What type of place IS this!?".

He quickly put his clothing back on, blushing slightly at the fact that somebody had seen him naked, without his permission. He growled and turned to the mirror, his wounds had nearly healed, and he looked mostly fine, but the bruise from the mans punch was still there, and it hurt like a bitch when he touched it. He pulled his hoodie on and pulled the hood over his white hair, growling slightly at the pain of the hoodie's slightly rough inner fabric as it slid across his chin. He looked at himself in the mirror one last time, and went to leave through the front door.

It then occurred to him that, in his state of unconsciousness, he'd probably remembered something, only to have it forgotten as soon as his eyes opened. He leaned against the door and hit it once in anger. Once he'd gotten close enough to Arthur, or even maybe Illusion, he'd be able to use the machine. He shook his head free of those dark thoughts and stepped back, opening the door and leaving the Building without much incident, he walked outside just as Illusion's Limousine rolled past, with the Principal herself still inside, and possibly the other two if they even got in with her. Deon ignored them, but since he was headed to the dorms, and they seemed to be heading that way as well, he had no choice but to try and keep himself unseen.

"Hey, Deon? Where're ya going?".

"The Dorms, I'm gonna sleep in there, and I'll let the girls materialise as well".

"Good, they're annoying me. A lot".

And the conversation kept going as long as Deon kept walking.

Devin snorted in amusement as he flopped into the back of the car.

Pffft no, why would I have questions? It's not like the metaphorical rug was just pulled out from under our figurative selves. Oh wait...

"Yeah, I got a question for you. Where can I get my hands on some sharp-n-pointies?" and who am I allowed to use them on?

The crazy blonde just grinned at him like she was a pedophile and he had "jailbait" written all over him.

The hell are you smiling about you madwoman?

Her grin grew impossibly wider as she looked at him.

Just as he was about to open his mouth and ask if it was 'smile like a loon day' today, the car started moving and he was distracted by the sounds of fighting and cursing outside the window. It looked like the grunts were doing some sort of training exercise on the grounds, lots of shooty-shooting and 'splosions everywhere. Devin frowned as he saw a couple of the guys lying on the ground, clutching the bleeding stumps where limbs used to be, suddenly disappear. He blinked repeatedly, trying to clear his suddenly hazy vision when something wet and red splattered all over the window. Through the dark tint and the crimson ooze, Devin was able to make out several large forms ripping the panicking WDL forces to shreds, turning the whole scene into an LSD nightmare.

Then, one of the large forms turned and looked straight at him, as its' six comrades continued to sow destruction around it. Its glowing yellow eyes were visible, even through the lifeblood splattered all over the window, and its poisonous glare made him feel something strange and ravenous awaken deep in his chest. It reached out and grabbed a nearby human who was desperately trying to re-attach his arm, then, without any visible effort or breaking its gaze on him, it tore the hapless man in half, threw his still twitching remains to the side and gave him both middle-talons. He blinked in shock-

TSSSSSS

-and suddenly it was right outside the window, its' baleful yellow eyes burning holes right through him. He flinched and fell out of his seat, spilling a bottle of... something that smelled of apples all over him.

"Aw, Apple juice."

He looked back at the window, surprised that the creature hadn't torn the car open and devoured them like an oversized tin of sardines, only to find it clean and demon free.

What...

An amused cough from the other side of the car interrupted his though before he could finish it. Devin looked up to see Illusion still giving him that cheshire grin. He frowned back at her, confusion and wariness showing plainly on his face.

"Just what the bloody hell is this place?"

“What the…” Ash muttered aloud as the vehicles moved towards the shimmering golden gateway found deep within the recesses of the tunnel. Though its outer walls shined and rippled like a river of aurum, she could clearly see through it to an entirely different world. White tiled paths and potted trees framed an open courtyard surrounded by beds of flowers. Marvelling at the décor amongst the orange glow of the streetlights, she unconsciously slowed her approach to the portal, til she came to a complete stop in front of it. Cautiously, she pushed her hand out, as if testing what she saw was real and not some illusion. Indeed, her hand moved through the air, and even through her gloves she could feel the change in temperature as it entered a new domain. Withdrawing her hand to her chest, she sat there a moment, dully listening to the echoing sound of her engine, her mind drifting as thoughts and emotions played within her head.

"And you guys listen to me...this man is manipulating you all...”

That man… He’d spoken with such conviction… And the way he’d been treated… Was this Arthur fellow she’d willingly followed to escape the demons that untrustworthy that he’d risk dealing with the devil..? Had she made the right decision? For a moment, her confidence faltered as she sat alone in the darkness of the tunnel. Staring through the portal, Ash realised that none of the suits had noticed her stop. She was on the precipice. This was her chance - Her only moment to make a choice other then what was dealt to her. If she turned back now, she could escape it all... Demons… Exorcists… She could forget it all and go home. She could have her family.

Turning to look back down the tunnel, the last embers from the explosion were dying to the cold, their brightness fading. The ragged pieces of decaying demon flesh were still swaying from the force they’d been struck with, and the shattered lights on the ceiling were broken and dimmed from damage, leaving nothing but an endless black abyss. And just like that, the answers came to her amongst the darkness. She couldn’t return. Not after what she’d seen. Before all this, she felt she understood the world and her place in it. At the moment, she had more questions then answers. Now that she knew everything could shatter in a moment… That those demons could burst forth and do to her family what occurred at the warehouse…

She cared too much to let that happen.

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she drove on through the portal, taking one last look behind her as the gateway shrunk and close. “Goodbye mum, dad. Take care everyone… I promise; I’ll be back one day.” Hanging her head a moment, she coasted to a stop behind the parked limousines, her body heavy from both stress and the weight of her decision. She knew she couldn’t trust Arthur, but by that same token, she knew that there was no way the demons were trustworthy. Inside, she knew she hated herself for what she was. Had she not had that blood… If she wasn’t part demon, then she could’ve continued her normal life. She would’ve gotten an apprenticeship, became a mechanic, and made a living. Now… now…

She hated them. Both of them. They’d ruined what she had and stolen her dreams. But she wasn’t stupid. No, she knew she was being manipulated, both by the demons and by the WDL. But the best way to make your own choices, was to let someone else think they were guiding you. She’d play along with the WDL while it was convenient, but she held her own ideal and motives. When the time came, she’d be ready to do what was necessary, regardless of what they wanted. She wasn’t a demon. She wasn’t an exorcist. She was Ash Clade, and in the end, she’d make her own choices.

Renewed in her confidence, Ash stepped from her ride, glancing over it before stopping once again as another thought dawned on her. She’d completely forgotten about the mystery of how it moved of its own accord, not to mention the lack of a key in the ignition… Squatting next to it, she placed a hand against the surface, feeling the warmth through the tapered metal. If demons and magic portals and everything were real, maybe she had a possessed bike or something? What was that Marvel guy called again… Death Rider? No, that was it: Ghost Rider. Maybe she had a spirit bike thing? She smiled at the thought of her motorcycle having flaming wheels. “Now that would be cool… Heh, guess I owe you one… Maybe I’ll give you a name…”

SMACK!

The sharp sound resonated throughout the courtyard, Ash sitting up to turn to the source. She managed to turn her attention just in time to catch the brutal sight of the WDL Suit repeatedly slamming the butt of his gun into the young man’s face. She was about to intervene when the white-haired fellow burst from the beating to connect a punch squarely in the jaw of his assailant and tackle him to the ground. The shocked view on the guard’s face brought a smile to her own, but only for a moment before the violence kicked up to the next level.

She winced as something that looked and sounded like acid was thrown into the face of who she now recognised as Mr. non-chalant from the warehouse, the boy thrashing about in the grip of his tormentors as his skin burned from the liquid. Then, once it was finally over, it seemed the boy couldn’t let it go as he spat in the face of his aggressor. ”Idiot…” Ash thought to herself as the men continued to beat down on the ‘demon child’ for his insolence. It served him right for needlessly provoking them, the dumbass. She wasn’t a coward, but she was smart enough not to get herself into a mess like that and needlessly get the snot beaten out of her. For that reason, she’d leave him to the repercussions of his mistake. Folding her arms and watching the scene continue to unfold, Ash’s hardened expression began to crack as the brutality continued, and she uncomfortably shifted her weight to her other foot before taking a step forward.

A firm hand on her shoulder stopped her from moving forward. “Uh-uh. Don’t make me mess up that pretty face of yours too.” The deep voice of the agent that had stopped her was slightly sinister, indicating that the threat was not an empty one. “Tch…” Roughly shrugging free from his grip, Ash glared at the man before turning back to the vicious display before her. Despite the fact she probably couldn’t help, she was not the kind to just sit back and watch people take things too far. “Damnit, that’s enough…” Ash continued to watch the violent display, willing those agents to get bored of it, to shut up and finish their business. And to think they thought that they were the human ones…

The boy slammed into the limousine, crumpling the door as he feel back to the floor, coughing up blood and staggering from the beating he’d received. As he got back to his feet, the agent once more drew back his arm for another bone shattering punch. “That’s enough damn it!” Ash growled viciously as she took a step forward, planning on intervening. He’d had enough, and so had she. He didn’t deserve everything that they were giving him – No one did. She didn’t know what she could do, but it was a damn sight better then watching them kill the boy.

CRASH!

In an instant, the man standing over the heavily savaged boy went sailing across the courtyard, colliding with a large building and sending a number of pillars splintering to the ground, marble crashing across the tiled ground and scattering in all directions as a plume of dust rose from the point of impact. Ash watched this in shock before slowly tracing the line from the destruction back to its source, locking eyes with perhaps one of the last people she expected to see. It was her… That ‘Illusion’ lady… Well, she was a demon, which explained why Mr. WDL had just beaten the world record for the long jump.

As she met eyes with Ash, and then the pale young man in turn, she gestured them over while still speaking to the man struggling from his injuries on the ground. So his name was Scarlet, was it? Bit of a girly name, but at least it was something. Listening intently throughout Illusion… No, Alexandra’s speech, Ash’s eyes occasionally wandered back to Hikari. Even now, given what he’d just endured, it looked like little more than a soft brawl rather then torture… Not only that, but Ash had certain suspicions about that young man, and part of her wanted to ask- In a wisp of smoke, he was gone, sent off to the infirmary for medical care. Blinking a couple of times, Ash wondered if she’d be able to do that at some point – then decided she much preferred walking or using her bike when given the opportunity.

It seemed however that neither was to be her option as she was called to enter the limo, alongside the pale fellow next to her. That’s right, he was the guy who’d wanted to flip the demon the bird. Great, she’d be stuck with this jackass for the trip… Clambering in after him, Ash glanced back at her bike before stepping inside. Well, if it was some mystically possessed demon bike, she had a feeling she didn’t have to worry about its safety. And if it wasn’t… She’d make damn sure someone here paid for it.

"Hurry up~ We only have an hour!~"

Ash eye rolled some at the tone used against her. She hated people that did that cutesy accent to their voice, it reminded her all too much of the most annoying of her siblings… Wait an hour? Hour for what? She glanced to the blonde demoness, who simply met her sceptical expression with one of amusement. Still, it seemed part of her had picked up on Ash’s curiosity, taking this opportunity to answer any questions the duo might have. First to take the initiative was the other boy, Ash shaking her head a little at the content of his question as she gave an incredulous sideways glance at the boy. Seeing he was serious, she sighed and turned her attention back to the window as she leant her chin in her hand, not in the least bit interested in Illusion's answer to his question. It was funny – From this side of the window, she could see right through. She couldn’t even see her reflection in the opaque glass.

A giggle brought Ash’s attention back to their host, and she glanced across at the other guest to see just what was so amusing. Her eyes widened a little as she watched the panicked expression etched on his face, the boy scrabbling to escape some invisible assailant before panting and glancing about frantically, as if regaining his bearings. Eventually, he looked back to Illusion, studying her before asking his next question: "Just what the bloody hell is this place?" Ash gave an exasperated sigh as she sat up, staring him down dryly as she gave a response.

“In case you missed the announcement, this is the Academy; and judging by what Alexandra’s told us, I’d say probably some sort of training ground for Exorcists under the guise of a school. Maybe if you had half a brain you would’ve worked that out by now.” Her voice drenched in sarcasm, Ash’s cool demeanour was lost to confusion for a moment as Illusion burst into laughter. It was as if her ‘joke’ was the funniest thing in the world. Ash waited a moment, but since she didn’t seem to be stopping, she instead decided to begin her enquiry. “I have some questions of my own, but first off I’d like to get some things straight.” Ash spoke with a surprising amount of confidence given the circumstances, and it seemed that Illusion respected that to some degree, ceasing her laugh and returning to a ‘stern’ expression as if she’d never stopped being serious in the first place. All at once however, it broke back into a devilish smile. “Go on then~”

“For starters, you said something about Dorms. I am not sharing a room.” Ash watched that grin seemingly widen just a bit, but she shook it off as she decided to continue her list of demands. “Secondly, my bike. I want somewhere safe to keep it, and where I can work on it. In private.” Adding emphasis at the end, Ash’s face turned irritable as she was unable to read Illusion’s expression beyond that stupid grin of hers. Waiting for a response, Illusion prompted her to continue her little list of ‘needs’ in frustratingly innocent style “And?~”

“And…” Ash repeated, trailing off as she glanced over to the other boy before looking back to Illusion. She had nothing to be ashamed of, so why was she hesitating? She wanted to know if they’d done as they said they would and left her family alone. “And…” At the last moment, Ash switched tact, leaning forward to meet Alexandra’s face. “Illusion… Or, should I say Alexandra? Either way, I don’t consider you my friend, so don’t expect me to ever call you that.” As intimidating as Ash was attempting to be, somehow, she could tell it just wasn’t working with that grin on the demon’s face. Huffing a little and folding her arms as she fell back into her seat, she finally decided to ask an actual question.

“So what exactly are we in a rush for? You said we only had an hour.” Trying to act disinterested, Ash’s view returned back to the window, watching the school buildings slide on by… Once Illusion had explained satisfactorily, Ash remembered the next most salient point in her mind, reminded of the beating Hikari took earlier. “Uhuh. So what are the rules here anyway? Both for you, those suits, and for us.” What she meant by that of course, was not only what they were allowed to do, but what the exorcists were allowed to do to them. Part of her imagined that what she saw today wouldn’t be the last time the WDL attempted to instil a lesson with their fists…

Grin. Just grin and bear it, they're only new Demons, although some of them are kind of odder than others. Their Hearts are easy to read though, but I think I'll keep that ability a secret for now, shan't I? I hate how Arthur constantly insists that I'm not sane, but I very much am sane, I just don't show it much. Hikari is being treated as we speak, and these two are already hating the WDL more every second, it's a good victory.".

Illusion sat in the chair, happy about her victory over Devin's mind, but in the dark recesses of her own, she was shifting uncomfortably. Of course, all that the other two could see was her cheshire-cat esque grin. She wanted to rebel against the craziness, but even if she did then she'd probably just get laughed at again...

Illusion snapped to attention from her inner thoughts as Ash asked her question, finally. It's a shame about her last staement though, since Illusion hadn't seen a female Exorcist with that much spunk in a while, and it'd be enjoyable, maybe. Illusion blinked a few times, focusing on what Ash said.

"...You said we only had an hour.”

Illusion's grin disappeard, and she rubbed her forehead with her index finger, not in a rude way, but more in frustration that Arthur hadn't even told them about it. Illusion's eyes flicked to Ash's, a certain something in them, something buried deep within her past, after all, Ash was a woman as well, and immediately Illusion had thought that they might've been able to get along. Well, she was wrong, apparently.

"Huh... wha? Oh, right. Since the Hour's almost up, we'll go pick up Hikari and then go to the Hall, where the Assembly is gonna be taking place. And no, nobody will be getting beat up again, unless you have some weird fetish and enjoy that type of thing". Illusion giggled to herself, and then, noticing Ash's expression, she stopped giggling, coughing awkwardly and muttering a barely audible apology. Illusion looked outside of the Limo, a smirk crossing her face as she found the person she was looking for. "Hmm, is he talking to himself? I think he i- oh wait, nevermind".

Illusion gave the two others ample time to study the Boy, who was walking by himself, but his mouth was moving, and it seemed like another voice could be faintly heard nearby. Illusion smiled, wondering what the others would think of it, and when she tired of that, she opened the door of the Limo, just as it slowed to a halt. She stepped out, and proceeded to sneak up behind Deon, whom was completely oblivious for a few seconds, as someone shouted a warning, and illusion pounced. She grabbed him by the wrist and, quite literally, dragged him over to the Limo, throwing him inside and then getting inside herself, closing the door after.

As the boy grumbled, seating himself far away from the others and closing his eyes, leaning back on the couch and relaxing a bit. He breathed out heavily, rubbing his chin, and then letting his arm fall down onto his lap, in an obviously comfortable position. Illusion eyed him, smirking slightly. She turned to Ash, eager for one last jab at her.

"Oh, you'll be sharing your Dorm with these two, and since we've only got two rooms, and Devin doesn't seem very sociable, you'll be sharing the same room with Hikari~". Illusion grinned widely as replies came flying at her, and she waved her hand in reply. "Only screwing, you two. You'll all be in the same building, but have your own sections".

Illusion laid back, closing her eyes and humming softly, completely ignoring the other people in the Limousine, as she drifted away into her own mind.





Deon rubbed his chin, wondering where the hell Illusion had come from, and how much the people inside the Limo had seen of him speaking with Mokou. He opened an eyelid slightly, observing the others sittign there, when Illusion said something he'd never even expected. "Oh, you'll be sharing your Dorm with these two, and since we've only got two rooms, and Devin doesn't seem very sociable, you'll be sharing the same room with Hikari~".

"Wh- WHAT!? Why do I have to share a room with her? I need my privacy, ya know!". Hikari has practically nearly leaped out of his seat, and when he say the grin on Illusion's face, he knew he'd fallen for it. He glared at her and sat back in his chair, pissed off about the day in general. He could still feel the remnants of the Holy Water on his skin, and it still burned slightly, but luckily, he was healing faster again. He sighed and rubbed his eyelids lightly, grimacign at the barely audible sizzling that emanated from his burnt flesh. "Ugh, Holy Water's a bitch[.". He wasn't speaking to anyone in particular, but since nobody else had said anything for a bit, he felt that he need to break the silence.

His mind was still reeling from Illusion's joke, and he realised that, under any other circumstances, he would've probably been fine with bunking with Ash, but since she seemed to hate him for some reason, and he needed to research into finding his memories more, he just couldn't. He just hoped she wouldn't be too angered at him. He opened his eyes, blinking, and he pulled out his iPod, and plugged his earphones into it. He turned his musicup loud, so that if nybody spoke, he couldn't hear them, but then he got an idea, and turned his music down, just in case somebody said something of interest.

He sat there, or maybe layed there, whatever you wanted to say, as a light drizzle began to patter onto the roof of the Limo, and the concrete road that they were travelling down. He wanted to go to the dorm, and just sleep there, relax and then maybe cook some food or something, but he knew that it was mandatory, and annoyingly so, that all Exorcists had to go to the Assembly. Sure, it was annoying, but it was mandatory, not even Illusion, or rather Alexandra, could say no. It was the Pope's orders that it would be so.



"Okay, time to get out and go inside the Hall, all of you, aside from Mrs. Demonia, who will be doing something quickly before entering the assembly hall". Deon opened his eyes, realsiing that he'd fallen asleep. He sat up, wiping the tiredness from his eyes and stretching, yawning semi-loudly. He watched as the others left the Limo, and then he went to get out himself, but Illusion grabbed his arm with her iron grip, and whispered into his ear.

"You should stop being a hero so much, otherwise you'll be found out, Deon. You're not First Class Exorcist Deon Morris anymore, you're the Rookie Hikari Scarlet". Deon hoped that Illusion hadn't spoken too loudly, but he nodded anyways and she let him go. He stepped out of the Limo and was pushed lightly in the direction of the Hall. He glanced at Ash and Devin, and then proceeded straight up into the Hall, opening the doors and waiting in the Lobby. "This is gonna be juuuust great".





Illusion watched as the others left the Limo, and the door closed. She chuckled to herself, and watched as a dark maisma dripped out of nowhere and into the middle of the Limo. She bit her thumb as she watched it transform in anticipation, and she grinned widely when it had fully formed it's Human state. "Hello father, how are you?".

”Assembly, huh? Reminds me of Grade School…” Ash thought to herself as she slouched back in the limo, before disdainfully glaring at Illusion for the masochism joke. Clearly, she still had her touch, as her glare broke Alexandra’s façade and forced her to take a step back. Somehow, that served to inflate Ash’s ego at the thought of being able to intimidate a demon. Smugly smirking, she didn’t notice the limo stop until Illusion had departed the vehicle, slyly sneaking up behind Hikari before manhandling him into the passenger door. Not that he entirely seemed to mind, seeing as Ash had already seen what he was like when he was resisting.

He didn’t seem to say much, slouching away from the two – an aspect that Ash took note of, but was more than happy with. She wasn’t entirely sure if he’d be any better company then the other boy, but she’d be lying if she said she wanted to engage in friendly small talk. Maybe in another scenario, but with all that had happened, the situation seemed too serious for such things. Still, in looking over Mr. Scarlet, Ash couldn’t help but notice his body. No, not like that. She had way better taste than that. What her critical eye perceived was the absence of most all of his injuries in their entirety. Either the medical staff were holding out on modern medicine, or, just as she’d noticed during his ‘welcoming’, this guy was like that Wolverine guy. Shaking her head, Ashe realised that was twice she’d referred to nerdy superhero comics. She’d been hanging out with little Jean way too much. Not that that was going to be a problem now she was here. She had other accommodation issues to worry about, as evidenced by Alexandria’s next statement.

"Oh, you'll be sharing your Dorm with these two, and since we've only got two rooms, and Devin doesn't seem very sociable, you'll be sharing the same room with Hikari~".

Ash’s face said it all, her eye widening as her nostrils flared for a moment. Then, just before she spoke, she realised exactly what Illusion was doing, the glint in her eye giving it a way. She relaxed, refusing to take the bait. Unfortunately, it seemed her ‘roommate’ wasn’t so lucky. Still, it made it all too easy for Ash to slip in her own private dig at the boy.

“I wonder what a boy needs privacy for? Hmm…” Smirking as she insulted Hikari, Ash happily ignoring the select finger he showed her. Turning to Illusion, who was quick to admit that she was indeed messing with the two – an activity Ash was beginning to believe was a habit of hers - Ash tried to read whether the joke was supposed to provoke her, Hikari or both. In the end, she decided the latter was the most viable. As Hikari pouted, much like a child after a tantrum, Ash decided to prod some more buttons and provoke her compatriots just a little further. “I can’t believe you fell for that. Oh wait, you are the guy stupid enough to be rendered near comatose within the first five minutes of being here. Never mind, it makes sense that you’re gullible to boot. At least you didn’t nearly wet yourself like Devin here.” Casually leaning back in her seat, Ash listened to Hikari’s retort in mild amusement.

"At least I'm not gonna get my throat torn out by a Demon when they pop up, or taken to Hell and made into a Slave. They love girls down there, ya know, not too many female Demons, so the Girls are treated the worst, and made to do all sorts of... unsanitary things" He was grinning, like that was supposed to scare her. Ash was more than happy to return the banter however, unflinching at the threats of danger. “I suppose you’d know all about unsanitary, wouldn’t you? Kinda sad you need such sick fantasies to get hard, limp dick. Explains why you want that privacy so much.” Readying another insult in her head in case Hikari wanted thirds, Ash decided her next angle would be that stupid name of his. Hikari Scarlet, huh? Mr. ‘Light Red’. Hah! Pinky. That was good. She’d have to save that for an opportune moment…

After the heat died down, Hikari was the first who dared to break the silence, commenting on the holy water that he had smeared across the face. Considering how much that had burned, Ash wondered if it would have the same effect on her. Sensibly, she decided she never wanted to find out. Still, it seemed no one was willing to bite on the conversation offering, everyone slipping into their own private world. Illusion humming to herself, Hikari with his music, and Devin… Lost in his thoughts? Well, now she felt like a bit of a jerk, killing the mood for conversation. Well, whatever. It’s not like she wanted to chat with them at all anyway...

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“Hey! Hey, can me and Louise come to the ball too?” The eager young girl looked up to her sisters with bright blue eyes, clutching her doll in front of her in anticipation. She was a small young thing, little more than five or six, and always eager to join in on the games with her elder sisters. “Uh… Sorry Ash - Louise can’t come.” The youngest of the trio, Penny, spoke up; not meeting eyes with Ashley as the other two sisters began snickering with laughter. “What?! Why?!” Ashley asked indignantly, pouting a bit as she looked to them in surprise, her face falling significantly. Why wouldn’t they want to play with her? She just wanted to join in…

“She needs a dress to go to the dance, stupid.” The 2nd eldest, Jasmine was the next to speak, pointing to Ash’s doll, Louise. “She can’t go looking like that.”

“B-but Louise is like me – she doesn’t like wearing dresses…” Mumbling to herself with her head downcast, it was barely audible enough for the other girls to hear; but it was enough for the eldest sister, Cindy, to pounce. “Well maybe she should sit out and play with her toy cars like you! Haha!” A chorus of laughter went out amongst them as Ash began to sniffle to herself, wiping the beginnings of her tears from her eyes. It was true that she normally played with the cars her daddy gave her, but she still wanted to play with her sisters.

“Come on, I just want to join in…!” Ash was sobbing a little now, blubbering as she wasn’t able to hold back her tears. Still her sisters laughed at her. “Aww, poor Sooky Sooty’s upset!” “As if we’d let a crybaby in to the dance!” “Louise is probably a wuss like you too!” The demoralising laughter continued to echo about the room, and no matter how much the little girl protested, she was not heard. Finally, she could take no more, crying out as loud as she could. “Fine! I don’t care! I didn’t even want to go to your stupid ball!” Tears streaming down her face, Ash ran from the bedroom and down the hall, escaping to the solitude of her bedroom. Sobbing into her bed, she continued to cry to herself. No matter how many times she said it, she couldn’t convince herself otherwise. She would’ve loved to play with them…

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As the Limousine cruised to a stop at the hall, the driver indicated they had to leave the ‘principal’ behind. “Good riddens…” Ash mumbled to herself as she pulled herself up out the side. Stopping to look over the building, she was a little surprised how huge it was – almost like that massive coliseum in Rome. Whistling a little, she stepped up, taking a few steps before glancing back to see if she was being followed. Indeed, Devin was behind her, but Hikari was lagging behind, Illusion having a bit of a private word with him. Just what was that all about?

Stepping inside the lobby, once again, Ash was a little awed that it seemed even larger from within. The interior was a massive circle, a large platform in the middle of the room surrounded by seats. Forming each of the four corners was massive private booths with tapestries, Ash a little curious just what they were for. It was kind of like one of those broadway musical halls, except radiating out of a centre stage. Part of her wondered where the ‘front’ seats were and whether she’d be looking at someone’s back all night, but it didn’t really matter to her as she filed her way to one of the back rows, getting the odd stare from Exorcists. Honestly, she didn’t stand out that much, did she? Regardless, she wondered if the boys would bother to follow her or not. After all, she had gone a little bit further ahead, and perhaps she’d lost them in the crowd? Well, either way, she’d try to pay at least SOME attention to the presentation. Hopefully it wouldn’t be a boring preach show…


Well, this was it - his big chance to make a name for himself in the Academy. Kane O’Reilly, a recruit and rookie in the WDL - and one day, going to make his way to be a Master Knight and save the world from the threat of Demon invasion. Not for any glory or anything; but because it was the right thing to do. Nay, what had to be done! Ooo, that was a good line. He’d have to add that one to his speech. Scribbling on his piece of paper as he prepared for his big announcement, he was so excited for the opportunity. He honestly had no idea why all the other exorcists had rejected the chance to make a speech at the assembly – It was such a great honour!

Sitting up straight as his name was called out; he grabbed and flicked out the lapels of his jacket before striding up the stairs to centre stage. After this, everyone was going to respect him; he was going to be-“Waaahahoooa!” Kane cried out as he tripped on the top rung of the stairs, falling face first into the floor as his papers scattered everywhere. Rubbing his chin in pain, he winced momentarily before remembering where he was. Oh god no, not here. Not now. Scrambling onto all fours, he hurriedly began scooping up the bits and pieces of his paper as a chorus of discussion rippled through the crowd. “I can’t believe I just did that! Ugghhh.. Alright, it’s cool. I can still do this. Just recover, act natural like nothing happened. You got this Kane.” Calming himself with his thoughts, Kane pulled up the first sheet, and began reading steadily.

“Ahem. And that’s why, I’m proud-AH! Wrong page! Sorry, sorry everyone. Uh, give me a moment… I um, just got to put these in order-Aw shoot, dropped one…” Leaning over to pick up the paper, Kane stayed kneeling a moment as inside he was crying and pleading for this moment to be over. Finally however, he composed himself, lining up each paper correctly as he begun his speech. For real, this time.

“Greetings my fellow Exorcists. None of you may know me yet, but by the end of this speech, I think you’ll all understand who I am. Not just my name, Kane O’Reilly; but who I am. And for that reason, I ask all of you – Who are you? Not just what you’re called, but who are you inside? For me… I’m nothing. I’m just a recruit, the lowest on the totem poll of agents here at the WDL. But that also makes me a proud. Proud to be a member of such a prestigious organisation. An organisation of heroes, men and women alike who strive to protect mankind at all times from the bane of demons. I may just be a recruit, but I’m also an exorcist. I may not be strong now, but one day, I’ll be a hero, just like all of you. We’ll save this world, protect it, and one day, we’ll all be able to live in peace and harmony…”

After getting started, Kane found it all the easier to keep going... And going... And going... The short, 5 minute presentation had easily breached 10 minutes, and already, much of the content seemed to be doubling up and repeating himself. It wasn’t until another exorcist stepped up and less than politely tugged Kane from the mic, did the presentation end. Still, Kane had gotten his message across. He was going to be a hero, just like everyone else in the WDL. Smiling as he made his way down the stairs, he stumbled once more, but caught himself this time. Learn from mistakes, become a bigger person. That was how he was going to do it.

Smug little bitch, lets see how long it takes for one of these self-righteous bastards to give you a beat-down.

Devin glared at the whistling form of Ashley Clade as he followed her into the assembly hall. The place was packed out, rows upon rows of chairs were filled with rows upon rows of holy boot-lickers. Devin found himself a seat at the end of the row nearest the door, not caring to follow the girl with a stick up her ass further into the hall and not wanting to be surround on all sides by pompous assholes.

This whole place is filled by crazies of all sorts. he thought, seeing the gleam of manic zeal in the eyes of those nearest him. What I wouldn't give for a blade right now.

He mentally slapped himself and then revised his last thought.

What I wouldn't give to be anywhere but here right now.

He was drawn out of his thoughts as something significant and attention grabbing happened.

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

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

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

"How the hell?".

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

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

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

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

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

"I wonder how this'll turn out?"





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

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

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



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

"Time for Dinner now, eh girls?".






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

With that, he vanished.

~ 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.

~ ??? ~

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

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

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

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

~ Sebastian's Story ~

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

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

+ Flashback +

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

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

+ Present day +

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

~ Michael's Story ~

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

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

+ Flashback +

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

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

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

+ Present Day +

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

~ Kallos' Story ~

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

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

~ Sebastian's Story ~

The mission was over. Drayne was dead. He still couldn't believe that, after all he had done to try to prevent someone dying, it happened either way on this mission. The first thing he did when he got back inside was sigh out and shake his head a little. "... I really hate vampires now. More then I did before as a kid." He said to himself quietly, entering into the main room as he stopped when he noticed a few Renegade soldiers. "Oi, someone give this to that Scott guy when you see him..." He then held up the head of Drayne to a few Renegade soldiers, who could only stare in shock when they saw what it was. It wasn't because it was a severed head, but more because it was Drayne's head that scared them. He then threw it lightly at two of them, who ended up stumbling around before they both caught it and quickly ran off with it, the other one just snickered and followed after them. He rolled his eyes once he was gone and sighed out again. "... Now to find Deon I guess." It would take a few minutes later to find him, who was in nothing but his boxers and socks, which made Sebastian raise a brow at him. He saw Deon wipe his eyes and let out a yawn as he stood in front of him. "Konbanwa, Sebastian. How ya doin?" Deon asked him.

"Well considering I just saw a vampire have his chest bursted open by some rabbit like creature, then getting blown into a pile of blood and guts... I suppose it would be a regular day for you." He admitted to him, remembering something as he quickly reached into his pocket. "Oh, also, she told me to give you this..." He said, pulling out the empty bottle she gave him before and handed it to him. "... I have no idea why she gave me this. Crazy rabbit demons, I suppose..." He watched as Deon grinned and took the bottle from him, but when he looked at it, his expression vanished and his eyes suddenly became lifeless, distant and cold. They stood there in silence, before Quake appeared behind Deon and wrapped her arms around him. She then rubbed her hands all over him, obviously drunk, and this brought Deon back to reality. "What the fuck woman! --" He quickly stopped. "Quake. Get your hand out of my pants, please." Quake responded with a grin and withdrew her hand, then turned herself away before turning back to them and grinned again. "Nice package, Phoenix boy." She then gave a wink before turning away for a third time and left Deon to hang his head. "Don't ever tell anyone that happened.... I'm begging you."

Deon then shook his head and looked at the bottle. "Lemme guess, the rabbit burst out of the vampire, killed him and gave you this to give specifically to me? Of course." Sebastian blinked a little in response and felt himself shuddering a little after what he saw. "... Who says I will, huh? I don't want to talk about you and her doing it any way..." He said, before then letting out a sigh. "Yeah, pretty much... Also, I know her name now it seems. Lunatic Red Eyes. Heard of her? She seemed to know about herself pretty well..." When Deon looked back at him, he saw Deon's eyes, cold and dangerous like Lunatic's had been before she left. "Of course I know her, she works for the person who ruined my life. She vanished in a tear in time and space, right?" Sebastian, confused Deon knew this, blinked three times. "... Um, your starting to scare me now. And I mean, really starting to scare me right now. What am I missing here?" At this, Deon's eyes began to feel like they were drilling into his very soul, before he turned away and ruined the moment by letting out a laugh. "I'm just screwing with ya man. You seen Luci anywhere? She just vanished when you left." Sebastian was able to let him know what had happened earlier with him and Lucifer, but stopped when Deon clutched at his chest, a few drops of blood emitting from his mouth. Sebastian felt his heart race at the sight of the blood, his mind coming back to reality as Deon spoke again. "Control Room, now." Then, he was off for said location. "Oh damn it Lucy..." He mumbled before running off after Deon, who was almost at a running pace, but was slow enough for Sebastian to keep up with him.

When they arrived at the control room, they both found who they were looking for. "Fuck. -" He said, before coughing again and sending more blood splattering to the ground. "What the heck are you doing, Lucifer?" He asked, Sebastian feeling his heart sank as she turned around to him and her eyes glazed, they were lifeless, cold and burning with anger. "What am I doing? What am I doing!?" She said to him, holding up what seemed like a piece of paper at Deon. "The hell are you doing with the contract, Luci?.... You're going to break the seal, aren't you?" And then, the other six sisters of purgatory appeared, all of them looking from Deon to Lucifer and back again in fear. It was Asmodeus who spoke up first. "W-What's going on?" She asked, before receiving the hateful gaze of Lucifer. "I'm giving our 'master' a choice. Either he reseals our contract, or I kill seven people." She said to them. Sebastian, suddenly feeling guilty, tried to hide himself among the six sisters of purgatory. "You're an idiot, you know that? What the hell caused you to act so bitchy all of a sudden, huh?" Deon asked with a sigh, as Lucifer suddenly laughed and grinned in spite. "What caused me to act like this? My Pride was destroyed, that's all. Oh, and besides, I finally realised something as well!" She then turned towards Sebastian, making him shudder out of fear. "I figured out why I left the Orphanage, Sebastian. I left because...... because I..." Her head then fell for a moment, and with a concerned expression, Deon stepped forward. Her head shot up at this, an unearthly laugh escaping her lips before she spoke out to him. "Well, I mean. I used to like you, Sebastian. I used to care about you even more than myself.... but now...... Heh... Heheheheh.... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" She then fell into a hysterical laughter before focusing her attention back on Deon.

"So what'll it be?" She asked him. Deon could only sigh out and lift his hands. "You know what I have to do, and I'll do it." Sebastian's heart was already sinking lower with each moment that passed by, before he heard someone whisper to him. "Sebastian, this is a Demon's Mental Break, if you weren't aware already." He looked over at one of the sisters, who's name was Mammon, as he began to shiver from what she said. "... I -- I did this...? I could make somene break like this unintentionally..." He needed all the comfort he could get right now, as he put his arms around himself and closed his eyes. "... I can't deal with this again... Not again..." He felt the one named Mammon pat his back. "No, it's probably been built up for a long time, ever since she rejoined us, probably. Just stay quiet, alright?" Deon, meanwhile, glared over at Lucifer and walked towards her. The dark aura was around her form once again, and the tendrils lashed out at Deon as he tried to get closer to her. He stopped only a few centimeters away, and then four tendrils shot through his chest and send a massive blood bloodsplatter onto the floor, which caused Sebastian to cling onto Mammon and hide behind her as it hit some of the sisters. Deon, however, only grinned and chuckled. "So do I have to fight you in your Demon Form as well, Lucifer?" He asked, as Lucifer shook her head at this. "No, you don't deserve to see that again, Phoenix." "... God, I can't do this again." Sebastian mumbled to himself, remembering when his mother was cut on that day, during the attack. He shuddered as he could again feel the heat coming from his scars, remembering when they were made on the same day. ".... Make it stop..." He mumbled out again, loud enough for only the sisters to hear. "... Make it stop, make it stop, make it stop, make it stop..."

Deon looked briefly to Sebastian and grinned, before looking back at Lucifer and nodding. "Go on, do it, Lucifer." He said, and quickly, the tendrils pulled in different directions and tore Deon apart, leaving only bloodstains, flesh and pieces of bones and organs. Sebastian had heard it all and let go of Mammon, backing away from the sisters. "... N-n-no! What did you - why did you - I can't have... I did this to him?" He held his head as everything became muffled to his hearing. ".... Why? Why is this even happening? Why?!?!" He called out, seeming to have some sort of breakdown from all this. Meanwhile, Mammon turned to Sebastian and was about to speak, when she heard a giggle. "Oh come on Mammon, you're too kind to men sometimes. You just have to-" But then, Mammon suddenly whirled around and glared at Lucifer. "SHUT IT BITCH! YOU THINK YOU KNOW HOW HUMANS FEEL!? NO, YOU DON'T! YOU'RE A GODDAMN DEMON, AND I WARNED YOU ABOUT GETTING INVOLVED WITH HUMANS, BUT OH NO! YOU HAD TO GO AND RUN AWAY BECAUSE YOUR PRIDE NEARLY KILLED US ALL!" Mammon then sighed and turned back to Sebastian, he could see a sad smile upon her face. "I'm sorry that you have to hear this, but it'll all be good soon, as long as Lucifer doesn't piss anyone else off, at least." He could hear again, was the first thought that came to his head. He frowned at her and clung on to her again, hiding his face in her shoulder. "... But he's hurt because of me... Oh god, why did she do that to him? I didn't mean to do this to her...." He tightened his arms around her, shaking as he felt like if he let go he was about to lose it... When heard a voice.

"Lucifer. Don't ever do that again, alright?" It said, and when Sebastian looked up, he found Deon standing there. He had just pulled his boxers back up and pulled a packet out of them, it was a cigarette packet. He was grinning at Sebastian, appearing to only have minor scars on his chest from where he was torn apart. Lucifer's head had gone down at this point, a single tear hitting the ground as she rushed over to him and catapulted herself into his arms. Upon impact, his smoke lit. "Easy now, Luci. I'm still injured, after all." He said to her, before looking back at Sebastian with a grin. "Don't worry about me, ever. I can't exactly die, anyways." Sebastian raised his brows at this. "... B-but... What... What did you do? Why did she make you do that?" He tried to ask through chattering teeth as if he was freezing at this point. Deon looked down at Lucifer who was clutching on to him desperately and blabbering nonsense. "I'm immortal, meaning that whenever I die, I come back again...." He said, turning to Sebastian with a grin and took a drag out of his cigarette, patting Lucifer's head, who was crying at this point. "Her stress built up to a level where she just... broke, for lack of better words. It isn't your fault either.... I don't think, anyway." Sebastian then let go of Mammon as he put a hand to his chest and fell to his knees.

Meanwhile, a male voice came to Deon in the form of a mic. "Oi, you awake? We have a problem.... It's Michael... I need you to send Satan, Asmodeus and Leviathan over to my location right now. I'm pulling off an emergency code for this." Deon then quickly turned after hearing this. "Satan, Asmodeus, Leviathan. Get to Michael, asap. I'll follow as soon as everything is settled here." He shook his head after they left and turned to Lucifer. "Luci, go to our room and get some sleep. We'll speak more in the morning." She looked at him, shaking slightly and was about to speak when he rubbed her head. "I forgive you, and so does everyone else." He said to her, and then, she was gone as well. Meanwhile, Mammon had crouched down next to Sebastian and was calling his name while shaking him. Deon then went over to them. "What's wrong now?" He asked, as Sebastian only wrapped his arms around himself again and continued to shiver. He tried to rub his shoulders for warmth as he stared at the ground only. Unable to speak at the time, he leaned into Mammon for warmth.

~ Kallos' Story ~

Kallos sat in his throne, seeming to move his hand towards Yami for an indication as he set three tubes into Kallos' back. His body then glowed bright purple for a few, as he closed his eyes and let out a sigh. Yami then backed away as he watched, Golem was taking a nap at this point. Photos and Kiba had grown quiet. Kalh merely sat and watched all of this, Itzhet was in his room meditating. "Everything is going well it seems." Kallos spoke, as Eppenos had sat down in his seat, which had been somehow expanded to fit his larger status then how most humans were suppose to look. "Now we just need to plan out the distraction... I could easily send Yami and Eppenos out to do the job, but... We need a third one for this." Kalh, at this, stood up from his seat. "Allow me, my lord. My grace and style will put those children to shame." He said, as Kallos shook his head. "... No. Not if they gather and gain up on you." Eppenos, to everyone's surprise, rose up. "I know someone who can help us out." He spoke, as Kallos turned to him. "... Who?" He asked. "Simple. The Wandering Blade. I can convince it... Right, Baphomet?" The sword, Baphomet, let out a mere growl in response that sounded like hundreds of dying souls.

~ ??? ~

"My liege, we have the reports on the children ready to go." A voice called out from one of the chairs in the darkness, the main demon in the room shifted in his seat. The Revolutionary Leader of Hell gave a smirk at this. "Show me them." He said, as he quickly turned and snapped his fingers. "Oh, Kallos isn't here today?" A voice spoke out, his cocky attitude and fast paced voice sounding throughout the room as his hologram appeared. "... You should know he will be informed later, Kappa." A feminine voice spoke this time, her hologram appearing too as the Kappa glared darkly at her. "... Still your tongue, Countess. Or maybe I should come to America and dissect your head? How would you like that, to feel my technology ripping you apart?!" The Revolutionary Leader then raised his hands. "... Enough, or I will send my warlords to both of you. Now, Kappa, you have a status report to make to Kallos later I hear. As for now though, show us the information we require." The Kappa remained silent for a moment, before letting out a sigh in defeat and pressing a few buttons. "... Very well. I will give my report on the ones we have seen in action so far. Be warned though, one of them may turn out t be --" At this, he was stopped when a fist slammed down into an armchair. "... Right. Here are the first five known children." And with that, it began with Deon's.

~ Name: Deon Morris
Nickname: The Executioner
Type: Half Phoenikoi/Half ?
Rank: S(?)
Overall Threat: Capture at any cost.
Additional Information: Deon Morris is currently one of the three known leaders of The Renegades. He was known as Hikari Scarlet when he was under the control of the WDL. Currently in possession of two demon weapons, Deon Morris in the past has slain many types of demons, some of his most notable accomplishments are several Demon Kings. Another notable accomplishment is the former demon Eclipse.
Special Power: His most unique ability appears to be where he can copy the powers of others through just physical contact. Currently this power is being examined as to the strengths and limits it can do. ~

~ Name: Chang T. Wilson
Nickname: None
Type: Half Demon(?)
Rank: D
Overall Threat: Capture on sight.
Additional Information: Chang T. Wilson was a snobby asshole who was known for getting into crimes in the past. Since his last sighting, no one on earth or hell has been able to locate him, but rumors spread he is being trained by the demon king Loki.
Special Power: None known. ~

~ Name: Ashley Clade
Nickname: None
Type: Half Demon(?)
Rank: D(?)
Overall Threat: Capture on sight.
Additional Information: Ashley Clade was known for keeping to herself before she was employed under the WDL's services and sent to it's academy. Since the invasion on the WDL, she has since left the WDL and has since been employed under the services of The Renegades. Last known sighting was of her handling The Monster Train, one of the WDL's most wanted known demons.
Special Power: None known. ~

~ Name: Devin Namach
Nickname: None
Type: Half Demon(?)
Rank: E
Overall Threat: Moderate.
Additional Information: Devin Namach was best known for being somewhat of an asshole and a smart ass to others being being employed under the WDL's services and sent to it's academy. Since the invasion on the WDL, Devin has been reported as missing and is currently being searched for by Angel, the new Archknight of the WDL.
Special Power: None known. ~

~ Name: Sebastian Thomas
Nickname: Inferno
Type: Half Demon
Rank: D
Overall Threat: Captured at all costs.
Additional Information: Sebastian Thomas was best known for being raised at an orphanage before he left it and went missing for a while before being captured by the WDL. During the last known sighting, he was reported to be missing before reappearing during the invasion on the WDL. Not known whether to be trusted or not, it is believed Sebastian is a dangerous threat if allowed to continue to grow. He has been sighted as serving under The Renegades, last sightings of Sebastian were seen fighting against Drayne, who has since been reported dead.
Special Power: None Known. ~

With the updates over, the Revolutionary Leader rose up from his spot as the holograms faded away from sight. Four figures appeared behind him, each of their eyes glowing red in the darkness as he walked out into the light from his base of operations. Outside, the sky was red as always, fire surrounded them as always, and the cries of demons being slain ran out throughout the land. "My warlords, destroy the demon kings who oppose us." He said, and without hesitation, the four vanished.

~ Michael's Story ~

Michael and Rin saw it all too quickly and it all happened way too fast for either of them to control it. The A.I. had reported significant readings from Sebastian's suit, but what he saw was the horrifying part. Sebastian's body underneath that suit was covered in demonic red symbols. To make matters worse, a demon Renegade soldier had found this and run right to them, complaining about what this all meant. He furrowed his brows and was forced to call in three of Deon's girls, who indeed did appear, which made him sigh out in relief. "... Thank goodness you are --" "AHEM!" He was stopped as he looked over at the Renegade soldier, who by now had a glare and had his arms folded across his chest. "Well? Show them already..." He told Michael, which made him growl as he turned his attention back to the computer. Pressing a few buttons, he brought up the suit's analysis of Sebastian. "... Girls, I want you to look closely at this... If you know what they mean, say it." He said, but before he could go on, the Renegade soldier came in again. "Of course they will. Every demon knows abut that monster!" Michael gave the soldier a glare this time, stopping him from ranting on, and then pressed another button. "... Right." He said, looking up at the screen, and that was when the demonic red symbols appeared on the analysis. "See?!" The soldier started. "Rin, why do you not agree with me?! The boy is a threat, and must be treated as such!"

"Ah, so Sebastian's a threat then? What a shame..." The voice said, making everyone raise a brow and look over to see... Deon in his underwear. With a grin on his face to top it all off! His head then went down and for a few tense seconds, everything was too quiet with him. "Well, in that case..." He then lifted his head up and a smirk plastered to his face. "You're gonna have to get through me first. He's my kid brother, and I don't intend on letting anyone hurt him." The three sisters who had come looked at each other and then spoke out in unison. "We'll protect him also." Rin, meanwhile, looked to the soldier and glared at him. "He's a KID, you can't kill a kid!" Michael looked back at Deon and then sighed out. "... I'm not saying we need to kill him, but... Well, these symbols... I'm sure you recongize them as well, don't you?" After he said this, the soldier intervened again. "It does not MATTER if he is a child! He carries the blood of that MONSTER in him! I am telling you now, if we do not capture him and sentence him to an execution, he will destroy EVERYTHING we have worked for!" The soldier's glare then went to Rin. "Children have died in the past, I can understand that, but this CHILD is a harbringer!" His attention shifted to Michael. "Isn't it your instinctual duty to eliminate the blood of that monster from this world?!?" He asked Michael. Michael, in return, only could look down and close his eyes. ".... We tried before, but he's too strong --" He stopped when the soldier's hand slammed down.

"DON'T GIVE ME THAT! We all could of tried, and --" "AND WHAT?!" Michael stepped in. "Have everyone DIE?! Is that what you want?!" The soldier then turned his attention to Deon. "Come on now, you must understand!" He then looked back towards Rin. "I am telling you, it is now or NEVER! We must act before it is too late!" Deon let out a sigh and scratched at the back of his head. "Yeah, didn't they say that I was the Harbringer of Death before?" He then grew a grin on his face. "And like I said, you're free to try and kill me, if you really want to have every single bone in your body broken ten times over. Be my guest." Deon then walked over to Michael and patted him on the back. "Calm down, you're meant to be the good guy out of us two." Deon turned away at this, taking his cigarette out of his mouth and blowing smoke out, as he watched it dance around on the air currents. "I'm aware of who that demon is, what it's capable of, and what it might do. But, for now, that's Sebastian out there, and I must admit, he's wearing a pretty nifty suit." Rin, meanwhile, rubbed her forehead and then glared at the soldier. "I'm out, you're free to do whatever you want, but Deon isn't joking." With those words, she left, and the soldier looked to Michael as he stood frozen to the spot with his hands clutched. "Listen to me Mi --" But Michael slammed his hands down to interrupt him. "... I'm calling a private meeting. Leave us." He looked towards the angry renegade soldier. "That's an order." He said, watching the Renegade soldier grit his teeth. "... Fools..." He mumbled, and then quickly walked away out of fear.

Michael turned around slowly as he opened his eyes and looked to Deon, a sad expression forming. "... Damn it Deon, I... I didn't think we'd have an issue like this." He said, sitting down as he put his face into his hands. ".... Damn it.... If every demon in here knows that the child has his blood in him.... Oh god help us all." Michael then felt Deon's hand on his shoulder as he banished the girls away from them. "Don't worry, we'll just keep it a secret for now, and if we have trouble in the ranks, then we'll deal with it there and then, but for now there's no need to freak out. Also, you can stop working so hard now, since me and Rin and back." Deon chuckled at this. "And besides, ya really think God above would help a bunch of Demons out?" Michael shrugged his shoulders at this. "... They say he works in mysterious ways..." He said to Deon, standing up and letting out a sigh. "... I will inform Scott to keep an eye on the suit readings from now on. I want all three of us alerted if the boy reaches critical emotional levels again... Whatever the hell just happened to him, it can't be allowed to happen again... At any cost, Deon. I know I've been working hard and I'm not as good as Scott is, but... I do know when times are needed to be called in. Even if some will disagree with it... I just never assumed something like that would ever happen to me." He looked in Deon's direction at this. "... I don't know how you can do it, but please... Don't let him reach this again. I'm going to have Scott run some tests on these symbols, but in any case... I fear that if Sebastian transforms again, he will lose control. Then again, I am talking to you... You'll find a way, you always do."

Deon sighed again and patted Michael on the shoulder. "Listen up, douchebag. If Scott was better than you, he'd be in the Leader seat right now, not you. Get it?" Deon looked away before he continued. "I'm sorry for getting caught by the WDL, as well. Rin shouldn't have come after me either." Deon then turned towards Michael and looked him straight in the eyes. "Michael, answer me honestly. How do you fell about Rin?" Michael looked at Deon and straightened his posture. "... You can take a guess, can't you? But it's not like I'm going to tell her or anyone else... Bah, listen to my own words. I'm a wreck already..." Deon laughed at this and patted Michael's back. "Yeah, she's alright ain't she? She probably feels the same way, given how you two act around eachother. And you're not a wreck, if you were you'd be on the ground crying like the little girl you are.... Anyways, how about I shout you a drink so you can loosen up a little?" Michael sighed at this. "... Thanks but no thanks. I need to keep an eye on things for now... So, how did the missions go? I hear one of your siblings went with you, while this child here went after a vampire... A type A vampire if I remember correctly..." Deon laughed and grinned at this, sitting on the edge of the table. "The mission went well. I got to fight again.... And I ran into a certain person." Michael rose a brow at this. "... Deon, please tell me it was The Nue. Medusa? Ronove, The Agent, I'll even take Miss Nuclear!" Deon's eyes suddenly grew cold and he locked them with Michael's own. "You already know who it was, so there's no point in trying to get out of it. It was Frankenstein, of course."

Michael put a hand on his face for a moment and then shook his head. ".... Lord help us all." He then removed a hand from his face and looked at Deon. "... Why now? Why of all times does he appear NOW?" Deon's eyes narrowed at this as he bit int his cigarette a bit. "You think I somehow know? He's always been there, ever since we last fought him, but he's just been in hiding." Deon then turned away and sighed. "Well, I'm off to sleep. You should get some as well, Michael. You deserve it." Deon patted Michael on the back again and stepped out of the room. But before he was out of earshot, Michael could hear one last thing. "Michael, it's back. The Madness. I'll be sleeping for a while, but I'm scared again, Michael. You know what happened when it was there last time." With that, he was gone. Michael then closed his eyes and sighed out once more. "... Two of the children are now in danger of themselves. What a nuisance... Adding work onto the work I already have to go here."

~ ??? ~

Eppenos found the location, an abandoned, old and broken looking building stood before him. He walked with stealth today, his movements quiet enough to take him inside despite in reality he was three stories high. He stopped before two old looking doors, he studied them carefully. Forced entry. A brief brawl that led inside. The familiar sensation of hatred and bloodshed he had endured many times himself in the past. He placed his hand gently upon both of them, seeming to study how well in place they were, before all too quickly pushing with violent force that it tore them down from where they were and sent them flying to the ground, and brought up for a cloud of dust around him. It didn't bother him in the least though, walking out of it as if it was normal air. Once inside, he noticed how much a wreck everything was - what had once been a normal building a few days ago had been hit by the apocalypse. Cars were destroyed, blood stains were everywhere, corpses were lying around all over the place, the usual stuff. He examined the cuts on each corpse for a brief second, that was enough for him though to know that it was here. "So... This looks like the perfect place for it to come to, perhaps... If it caused this, that is."

Just at this same time, Eppenos heard the sound of a sword being sheathed, and when the dust settled, a small child stood in the wake of the destruction and carnage it had caused. It turned to look at him, a maniac grin flashing across it's face before it seemed to 'vanish' before him. He did not move though, even when a blade appeared in front of him and went to slash his shoulder but stopped just centimeters away from his body. It was then the voice that sounded like a maelstrom of the voices of it's victims talked to him, sounding just like a demon would. "So, why are you to seek me out?" It asked him. He watched it so peculiarly and he wondered if he could perhaps make this blade his second, but Baphomet hated sharing the spotlight. Speaking of which, all too quickly Eppenos drew out his own demon weapon, who's aura clashed with The Wandering Blade's own. "You are the one with no name, but have taken the title of The Wandering Blade... Baphomet tells me of tales about you, and you are just as it described." A low growl came out of Baphomet in response, it's growls always were a mystery. It was unknown whether it was the many souls of fire demons inside it crying out in agony, or if it was Baphomet itself that called out from all these tortured souls. "We are here to hire your services... Temporarily, of course. We know of how much your hatred has grown over the years."

At this, the blade suddenly reacted by changing itself, making a surreal mouth appear along it's length with a tongue that seeped out and licked Eppenos. "You are Eppenos, wielder of Baphomet. Well met." It said, as the child that wielded it grinned deviously, his voice like gravel rubbing against rock. "Pray tell me why you are in need of my services?" He nodded at the demon's words before speaking himself. "One of my current partners, Balarus of Kallos, is in need of help for an attack tomorrow evening. There is a boy he is worried about, an unusual child who has the devil's blood in his veins. Sebastian. He needs to be dealt with tomorrow, while he is still inexperienced in the ways of fighitng in the real world. He needs you to do this, a strong and powerful demon like yourself. That all depends though... Are you up to the task?" He watched as the mouth of the blade grinned and it's tongue flapped around and salivated in anticipation. "Of course, I will take this task upon me.... What else will be happening, that day?" The child grinned at this, his eyes suddenly beginning to go dull. "Take me into your hands, and I will not try to take you over. I swear it on what I once was."

Eppenos looked at Baphomet, who merely growled in response. He placed Baphomet back into it's sheath and then took a hold of The Wandering Blade with one hand, pulling it from the child's grip before placing his other hand on it. His demon aura clashed with the demon weapon's at first, both fighting against one another before both would settle into acceptance. He was cautious though, and looked around for any signs. "Of course you do... For now, it seems you are trust-worthy. What else will be happening, well let me see... Ah yes, I will be fighting against a certain phoenix. A well known one, who holds two demon weapons in his possession. There will also be a girl there. Both are named Deon Morris and Ashley Clade. Although if you wish to know more, I will have to take you back to Balarus." Meanwhile, the child's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he collapsed into fits at the floor, foaming at the mouth before suddenly exploding and sending blood and stuff out everywhere around the room. The tongue of the blade simply licked the blood off of itself and grinned widely. "I don't want to know more, as long as you can give me another host, a stronger one. The other requirement?" The mouth of the blade then grinned, growing to almost impossible lengths before speaking again. "I want blood. Lots, and lots of blood!"

Eppenos had not been disturbed by the child exploding, and simply shook his head when he found himself covered in blood. "A stronger host... Of course. And as for the blood... You will get it. Lots of it." He said, turning around and beginning to exit the building. "Tell me one thing though... How did you come to be though? Do you even remember anything about what you once were?" He watched as the mouth of the blade vanished and felt a great weight overcome it. Slowly, the metallic surface of the sword became like liquid and then a male form came out of it. It suddenly hardened into steel and it looked like a metallic statue, albeit with incredible detail. A few seconds pass, the figure seemed in many ways like a human, aside from a crown of small horns jutting out at odd angles from it's head. Scars adorned his face and body, with half of his face being nothing but bone. The figure was only seen down to it's hips, it smirked at him. "I was a brave knight, once. I found that there was not enough blood and then I became a Demon, able to satisy my hunger for chaos and violence on a daily basis. And then I became the weapon of a feared warlord, who was killed in battle by the teamwork of two other Demons, a Kasha and a Phoenix. If I could challenge them again, it would work out nicely for me." The figure's smirk turned more sadistic as it's eyes lit up in anger. Eppenos rose a brow in response, nodding his head, as he found this unusual for a demon weapon to do. "Interesting... A Phoenix and a Kasha? Tell me then... Do they happen to be named Rin and Deon Morris of the Renegades? If they are, don't worry... You will meet them again."

The figure responded with a grin. "I knew not the name of the Phoenix, but the Kasha is the one. I want her blood, and I want it now!" It commanded at him, it's previously smooth edge suddenly became serrated and the tip shot out to a few feet longer then previously, twisting like a snake's tail and spiking up like a lollipop jammed with needles. The figure gave a final grin before sinking back into the metal. "Make sure I get their blood soon, or I will not take up the mission." Eppenos merely nodded at this. "Yes, we will get you the blood you demand for. But we need to lure them out first, remember. They will be cautious if it's otherwise... The wait though, will be worth it. Just think of all the blood you will get, and that shall be rewarding enough for you." In response, the mouth of the blade would reappear, and began to laugh maniacally.

~ Sebastian's Story ~

It had been some time now since Sebastian had left Mammon and decided to head back to his room. He had thanked her for calming him down after the... Set of events that had happened today. He took off everything about his suit except for the hat, thankful his clothes were unharmed. He quickly checked in the closet, seeing a new outfit set for him as he nodded to himself. He decided to look for a shower, taking one after ten minutes of searching. He then headed back to his room and noticed one of the new outfits in it, putting it on as he put away his normal attire. It'll be clean when I wake up, right? He asked himself mentally, thinking about the past three days. "... I'm such a fool sometimes." He said, before locking the case again just to be certain and headed out of his room, locking it too. He kept his hat on his head as he wandered the halls of the Renegade base, deep in his own thoughts as he looked at his right arm and pulled up the sleeve of it. He watched the strange red demonic symbols again, his heart feeling like it took a huge leap forward before he quickly put his sleeve down quickly and sighed, lowering his hat a bit over his eyes. "... I feel like cr -- I mean, crude." He mumbled to himself. It was by chance that he caught sight of Claire and Kane, the former was clutching what looked like a clipboard to her chest while the latter had an arm around her shoulder. From what Sebastian could make out, he was chatting away, but the conversation became more intelligible as the two forces got closer to one another. "Yeah, I think it's a great idea." Kane said to her, giving her a wink and a thumbs up.

Sebastian looked up and felt his eyes widened a bit, quickly looking back down and lowered his hat again a bit. "... Don't spot me, don't spot me, don't spot me." He said quietly to himself, and started to walk past them, however he began to take his time in order to hear what they were saying. Unfortunately his clothes slightly resembled his old ones, plus his height, however he could listen into the conversation from this. "You really think so? It's not too corny? Or presumptious of me?" Claire asked, smiling a little as she laughed. "After all, I'm not in charge here. They might get mad me taking things into my own hands." "Nonsense. I think it's brilliant. And They seem friendly here, I can't imagine Deon saying no to an idea like that." They were so deep into the conversation, they had no idea he was about to pass them. This made him stop and look at them as he rose a brow at them. "... What are you two on ab -- DARN!" He realized his mistake too quickly, shaking his head as he sighed out. "... Hi guys." He said in defeat, his head hanging a little as he put a hand on his hat. "Huh? Oh, Sebastian. Didn't see you there pal." Kane said, turning to face him as he scratched the back of his head while giving a nervous chuckle. "Is there a rodeo on or something?" Claire asked, giggling as she gestured towards the hat.

Sebastian rose a brow at this and patted his hat a little at this. ".. No, I think that guy called Scott gave it to me as part of my new combat outfit." He gave a shrug at this. "... So what -are- you two talking about any way?" He asked them. "Oh, I meant no offence by it." Claire waved her arms in embarrassment at this. "It's cute. But um, well... It's a surprise. To be honest, if I knew you were so close by I woulda zipped my lips." Sebastian shrugged his shoulders to this. "... Well then I suppose -- wait, you think this make me look -cute-?!" His cheeks then lit up bright red as he didn't know what else to do. ".... Ummm, no offence." He quickly added in, lifting his hat up a little to reveal more of his face. "... Um, well..." He started off. "... A-anything going on with you two then?" He wanted to get off this subject so badly, he wanted to not think about something with him and the word cute! Claire giggled from seeing Sebastian flush over this, for some reason to only herself she was enjoying this. "Well, other than the party we're organising-" Kane started off, only to be stopped by a slap to the back of his head, Kane winced in pain as Claire rapped her clipboard intimidatingly before folding her arms in annoyance and sighing out. "I'm beginning to think subtlety isn't your strong suit Kane... Honestly, we were just talking about it being a surprise a second ago."

"Right, right, sorry..." Kane slowly sat back up after saying this, laughing mainly at himself. "Guess the cat's out of the bag now, huh? Hopefully you can keep a tighter lid on it then me Sebastian." Sebastian nodded in reply as he furrowed his brows at this, looking down at the ground as he went into his thoughts before coming to a conclusion. "... As long as we're showing secrets, I -- I have something to confess..." He then held out his right arm towards them as he quickly pulled his sleeve back to reveal the fading demonic red symbols on his skin. "... D-do either of you know what this is?" Kane looked bewildered when he saw it, but Claire narrowed her eyes as her expression turned serious. "They're the mark of the Inferno, a symbol of relation to an ancient demon king. Naturally, he was a ruler of the flame - and by that token, it would be prudent not to go showing that around." Sebastian quickly rose his brows at this as he lowered his sleeve. "Mammon warned me not to show this to anyone... I-Inferno? But that's suppose to be my alias... I thought Scott gave me that alias..." He shivered at this, taking a step back. "... N-no. I -- I'm making things worse just by being here?"

"Hey, chill out Sebastian. I don't know what all this Inferno business is about, but know you're a friend to me, so it doesn't change a thing in my book." Kane said to him, giving him a pat on the shoulder with a grin. "I'm sure you're the same, right Claire?" He asked her. "Right..." She said, her eyes remaining hard for a moment before she finally relaxed and smiled again. Sebastian, on the other hand, placed a hand on his hat and furrowed his brows. "... U-um, I originally came to ask about Ash, but nevermind... I need to stay away now... I-if it's not too much trouble to ask... When's the party going to be?" He asked. "Well, it's not going to be for a while yet. Me and Kane were just going to head out to grab some supplies, then set up for it early tomorrow morning for everyone to wake up to. A bit of a welcome for all of us, really." Claire explained to him, holding out the clipboard. "I've got a list of things to pick up here. If you like, you can come with us. After all, We could use a spare hand, and it'll certainly help you lay low."

Sebastian sighed out a little at this. "... S-sure... It's just... I wanted you to ask if you would talk to Scott for me..." He asked while looking over the clipboard. "... I just want to know if you trust me Claire." He said to her. Claire smiled a bit again and parted her fringe behind her hair to fix it. "Well, if you really want me to vouch for you, I'd be happy to. Not that I have much authority around here anyway." She laughed at this, turning down the hall as she gestured for them to follow. "As for the matter of trust, just keep in mind I've got my eye on you. That doesn't mean I'm not willing to give you a chance however." She winked, sticking out her tongue briefly. Sebastian felt himself smiling at this. "... O-okay! Let's do this then!" He said with excitement as he was cheered up a bit now. He then grabbed one of Claire and Kane's arms as he walked a little faster at this. "Keep up, slowpokes!" He said, as he felt like a little kid at the moment.

~ Michael's Story ~

Scott was having one busy day it seemed. Anders had just completed his test with Eclipse, although he had no idea if it was a success or a failure. Eclipse was confusing that way. Nodding to Anders, he patted him on the shoulder as he began to head out with two Renegade soldiers moving in to stand by Ander's sides. "Do what you like from here, these two will help you out or try to answer any questions you may have for them." He said, before leaving Eclipse's room with the door opened. The guards would most likely close the door on their way out. He shrugged his shoulders when he got several notifications all at once. ".. Jesus christ, calm down!" He said, rushing to Michael, who was still standing by the computer. "What's happening?" He asked, as Michael shrugged his shoulders. "No idea. Sebastian's suit readings are starting to act a little funny, he may be coming down with something..." Scott furrowed his brows at Michael's words. [b]"No doubt he's making things worse by walking around. We need to get him to the medics and fast, I don't want him dying now of all times."[/b] He said, when he looked over at a soldier who just came over. "Sir, we -- we have some bad news!" He said, as Scott rose his brows at this. "Calm down, tell me what happened." He asked, as the soldier looked up at him. "It's -- it's the new child we just brought in. She's missing!"

Scott's eyebrows rose up at this as he put a hand on his forehead. "... Oh jesus." He mumbled, looking over at Michael. "Keep an eye on things here." He said, and began to walk away, when anther soldier came over. "Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt, but you have a meeting in a few." This made Scott give the soldier a questionable look. "What for?" He asked. "It's... Um, another child, sir." He said, as Scott looked around at the other soldier. Quickly, he walked over to the computer and pressed a button as it began to track for Keilani. "Send one of the men that brought her in to --" He stopped as the computer started to detect something else approaching her position. "... Scratch that. Send a doctor over to them at once." He said, watching the soldier salute and quickly race off. He then followed the other soldier into a room where he sat down in his chair and waited. At this, a young woman was brought in, one with purple hair it seemed. "... Greetings." He said, a chair being pulled open for her. "Have a seat." He said, as once she was seated he would nod to the soldier who would stand by the door. "My name is Scott. I would like to know your name as well, because what I'm about to tell you will change your entire future from here on out. If you have any questions for me, ask them at any time." He told her.

~ Sebastian's Story ~

Sebastian at this time was making his way back to The Renegade base with Kane and Claire, listening to them chat on the way there. He had two bags in his arms, he stood in the center as he then saw the base coming into view. "So... Much.... Stuff. Just for one party. You two must of chosen a big room... Did you?" He asked. "Well, we were just going to deck out the main hall. Everyone'll probably be asleep by now." Claire said as she smiled cheerfully, seeming to be content with her one bag. Kane on the other hand got the burden with a heavy multitude of different things, seeming to be buried beneath the mountain of parcels. Sebastian nodded in response to her words. "Gotcha. Hopefully, we can sneak in and start setting things up before anyone notices us." He said, looking over at Claire. "Heh, yeah. I'm glad we managed to get everything though. Music, streamers, balloons, food, drink... And the cake! That looked scrumptious." Claire said, licking her lips a little as they then headed inside. Sebastian smiled again when he heard this, laughing a little once they were inside and headed for the main hall. "Yeah, I know right? Hey Kane, how you holding up?" He asked, glancing over at him. "I'm... Good! No problems here!" Kane said, poking his head out at this while taking careful steps. He had already fallen once on the way back, he could probably make it without more trouble. Sebastian chuckled at this as he raced towards the main hall. "RACE YOU THERE THEN!" He shouted out to them, as he tried to get to the main hall first.

"Ah, Sebastian wait!" Claire called out towards him, with concern in her voice. Sebastian tried to stop at this, but ended up spinning around as his eyes widened at this. "WHOA!" He cried out, increasing his speed temporarily which ended up slamming his back into a wall. He then collapsed onto his butt with the two bags falling into his lap. "Ahhh... Yeah?" He tried to ask. Claire giggled a little at this and then dropped her bag into his lap as well. "You need to carry my bag too." She then smirked and took off down the hall, having the current advantage. Sebastian gritted his teeth as he wrapped his arms around all three and then slowly stood up. "... C-crud." He mumbled out, increasing his agility again as he raced after her with the intent of getting past her in time, but he found that difficult when he found her there. Meanwhile, Kane continued to slowly shuffle down the hall. He had enough trouble keeping his balance at a walking pace... Catching her breath in the meantime, Claire began looking around the main hall, eyeing up where she'd like each of the decorations. When Sebastian got there, he ended up sliding in and just barely stopped beside her, panting as he put the three bags down and laid down on his back. "... Don't tell me I have to do you a favor?" She smirked at this. "Hmm... I'll think about it." She said, leaning over to the bag as she grabbed some balloons. "For now, let's get started on these. I was thinking three in each corner, tie some up in the center of the room..."

Sebastian got up at this and brushed himself off. "... Alright, I just -- feel a little -- light-headed right now... Is all." He mumbled before pulling out some items out of the bag. "You sure you're okay?" She asked as she leaned down and placed a hand on his forehead to check his temperature, making him stop and shiver a little at her touch. "... At least let me help before I pass out... O-or something close to that." He tried to get out. "Nonsense. If you're sick we need to get you treated..." She said, looking at him in concern and frowned. "You should've told me if you weren't feeling well. Me and Kane could've handled this." Sebastian gritted his teeth at this. "I'm not some little kid anymore. I --" He stopped and quickly put his arm over his mouth and coughed a little. "... Oops." He said, before falling forward at this. However, Claire caught him and and held Sebastian against her chest. "Kid or not, you need help. Don't be afraid to get some support." Sebastian then looked at her and blushed a little, looking away at this. "... Fine, fine..." He mumbled out. "Now come on. I'll take you down to the medical wing." She helped Sebastian up and Claire got an arm under him to support his weight. Sebastian looked down and shivered from her touch, leaning against her a little as he felt her begin to take him away at this. While they were walking, it seemed they encountered a pink haired girl, as Kane looked around at all this with a puzzled look. "... Um, am I suppose to be happy or worried about this?" He asked them all in general before any of them could speak.

~ ??? ~

"This area is already under our control... Submit to the uprising and you will be spared, but if you do not submit, then you will be wiped out along with the rest of his forces!" His voice called out to them all as several fights were happening at once, his four warlords ending their fights. The first warlord seen was dashing in at a wounded demon king, who began gathering up his attack inside his own body. The robed figured leaped up into the air and sent in several attacks that paralyzed the demon king to his spot, as the robed figure landed in front of him. "Sorry about this... But I have to wrap this fight up for my master." He said, before quickly drawing out his dagger and stabbing it into his knee. "Burning Crack!" He shouted out, as a tear opened up in his leg as he screamed out in pain. The dagger was pulled out as he turned around and put it away, walking away as the demon king exploded into multiple flaming pieces. "The demon king Vysral is dead."

~ Name: Spirited Kami
Nickname: The Flaming Spirit
Type: Shinigami
Rank: A
Overall Threat: Very high
Additional Information: Kami is one of the Revolutionary King's Warlords. Known as the Flaming Spirit mainly for his enhanced inventory, he was once regarded as being on par to match that of Loki's power, but this sadly will remain rumors.
Special Powers: Kami has the ability to enhance any weapon he has on him, the most common one seen and used is his Dagger of Fire, Trident of Water and his Gauntlets of Earth. ~

"Your ruler, the Devil, must be shown the error of his ways. As such, I have raged war against his council and have dedicated my entire forces to wiping them out! No longer will they rule over hell, not when I'm done with them, that is!" He cried out, as a figure with a hat on flew by them. "You will fall prey to my undead now!" He said, and kicked the demon king he was fighting down into the ground. He landed nearby him as he smirked while watching the dead around him come back to life. "W-what did you do?! No, my body -- stop, ah, ah, ahhhh!!!" The figure grinned darkly and began to walk away to leave them to their feast. "Demon king Jaragar, terminated."

~ Name: Kaku
Nickname: The Sinister Shadow
Type: Kasha
Rank: A-S
Overall Threat: Destroy at all costs
Additional Informatin: Kaku is one of the Revolutionary King's Warlords. Mainly known for either bringing back the dead or his tactical battle strategies and his viciously cruel ways to end his opponents, Kaku is believed to have gone insane from experiments on himself.
Special Powers: Besides being able to bring back the dead, Kaku does not have anything else known at this time. ~

"It is time to accept your fate. You will either follow me, or you will die just like your fellow 'protectors' have today." At this, a gigantic Demon King was sent crashing into the ground by a human sized figure way too small to have taken him on. The figure rose up with a grin on his face. "Heh! Can I get an extra, please?! This Unsur or whatever his name was just the warm up!"

~ Name: Kurai Honoo
Nickname: The Oppressor
Type: Youkai Dragon
Rank: A-S
Overall Threat: Eliminate on sight
Additional Information: Kurai is best known as being one of the strongest in the Revolutionary King's Warlords. Formerly having traveled around the world and hell itself, Kurai is said to have become bored with his current way of life and decided to start taking an interest in what his ancestor's use to do for fun. Kurai is also said to have a large stash of treasure he keeps for himself, and because of this he has been known for collecting rare artifacts, rare demon weapons and anything else his master requests of him.
Special Powers: Kurai has none known at this time. ~

"You will either bow or submit, for that is the way of the future! MY future! For I am the Revolutionary King!" He said, and turned away and headed back towards his base of operations, his three warlords appearing behind him and following him while also leaving the area they had just wrecked to crumble to it's demise. "... Oi, didn't I send four of you out?" He asked, as the other three shrugged. "He must of gotten lost again... That idiot, I can go find him for you if you so wish it my lord." Kami asked, but the Revolutionary King raised a hand in objection. "No. We left our message for a pretty good while... My focus is what is happening on the human world at this time. As this war approaches, the tension up there just rises up. I wonder if Kallos will truly succeed with his plan in the end..." He shrugged and headed inside with the other three. "I guess that's up to fate."

~ Before the Bellfoar Mini-Story... Deon VS Samuel! ~

It had been some hours since Kallos had waged war against the WDL. Deon had been mysteriously moved for the morning into a large empty pool-like room, strapped to a cross-like part in the wall where he had been tortured by some impatient WDL members. A lone exorcist wondered into the room, closing the door behind him as he walked to where Deon was hanging on the wall. "Hello, Mr. Morris." The masked figure spoke. "... I see you are in terrible conditions. Tell me - do you know what I am?" "A douchebag Exorcist, most likely." Deon smiled politely. "Whoever you are, you seem to know of me." "I've heard so much about you, I wanted to see you for myself. That is why I made arrangements for us to meet here. Alone. With no one watching but my one true superior..." Deon smirked. "And who would that be, I wonder?" Deon's tone was slightly mocking and had a sweet edge to it. "You know him already, the new leader of the WDL. But I am being rude - allow me to introduce myself..." With that, the Exorcist grabbed his mark and took it off, throwing it to the side as the exorcist looked up to reveal a familiar face to Deon... "Devin Namach, correct? My, my, what did they ever do to you?" Deon glared around the room, hoping to aim it at Angel. "Devin? I am not this Devin of which you refer to.... I am Samuel D'Brightaine - younger brother to Angel D'Brightaine - my superior."

"So I was right when I said you were a douchebag then?" Samuel glared at him. "Be silent, demon... My codename is Demon, just so you know... Since you will not live long enough to tell the tale any way - it was I who helped Angel take over. He called on my services - I owed it to him since he did raise me when our parents died... I may be adopted, but I still have honor to show!" Deon laughed. "Well if you are Devin, you are sorely disillusioned. If you are 'Samuel' then you are an idiot anyway." "I said silence! I am one of the chosen Seven - born in to this world to save it from the foul demon that rules over Hell! It was I who read Arthur's mind, I who pinpointed and plotted when and where he would be - I who took Excalibur from him and gave it to my brother and I who has since earned the right to fight for my brother!" "You're also an ass." "It's a pity I was not born a half demon... Angel saved my life because it was not my fault I am born the way I am. My mother was attacked before my birth by a demon, and the attack lead me to gaining demonic powers. Cliche, I know, but nontheless... I, Samuel D'Brightaine, who could not even acquire a Demon Form, have been given hope!" He then pulled out a syringe and smirked, pointing it at his neck. "Behold! The Chimera Sample! Given to me by my brother... I have been given another chance - I have been given the right to fight... Now, Deon Morris, prepare to meet you're maker!" And with that, Samuel stabbed the syringe into his neck, sending the demon blood into his body.

Deon simply sighed. "Can you at least untie me first, dumbass?" Samuel chuckled and pulled the syringe out, dropping it as he stepped down on it with a sudden increase in strength. "No.... I will enjoy torturing you as my brother watches you suffer from above!" And then, Samuel started to shake as he screamed out in pain, his veins glowing red as his skin began to tear off, his upper body starting to grow as he began to turn demonic. Deon sighed and grinned. "See where that gets you, eh?" The transformation continued as Samuel's eyes turned yellow, his body turning green as his body changed and finally stopped. The newly transformed Samuel smirked as he looked at Deon. "So... Monster. What do you think of my new form?" "You look like a demonic, overgrown green phallus." The demon Samuel growled as he went to punch Deon in the stomach. Deon laughed. Samuel let out a loud roar at this, using his Soundweaving ability to attempt to make Deon's head blow up. Deon grinned, shouting along with Samuel just to toy with him. "You bastard!" Samuel shouted as the pool behind him began to rapidly fill with water. Using his telekinesis, he sent three syringes of holy water into Deon's chest. "I have plenty more where that came from, monster!" Deon laughed, "Oooooh, so scaaaary!" Samuel rose his hand up at this, hitting Deon in the head as he would accidentally break Deon's bindings and send him crashing towards the ground. Deon slammed into the ground before rolling onto his feet and smirking. "Like I said. Dumbass."

"Three days I was trained! Three days Angel helped retrained me from the ways Arthur had taught me! I was always weaker then everyone else - I was the weakest of the children! But now I will become the second most powerful. And then, THE most powerful - once I have devoured you!" Using his Blinking ability, he appeared in front of Deon and aimed to stab him with the front weird-arm things he had grown. Deon smirked, vanishing using his speed and sending a punch into Samuel's spinal cord. Samuel, to his surprise, would use his Blinking and Precognition ability to appear behind Deon. "Fool! I can tell what move you are going to make before you even make it! You stand NO chance!" Deon vanished again before appearing on the cross, sitting there and laughing. "I knew you'd do that..." Using his Soundweaving ability, he shouted out as the cross Deon sat on would explode. "Soon you will drown in a pool of holy water! And then, I will EAT you! I am the superior fighter here - I AM --" Deon slammed his foot into Samuel's head, and pushed himself away before shooting a few rounds into the demon. "Too busy with your own gloating, eh!?" Samuel screamed out as he gritted his teeth in anger. "How can this be? I don't understand... I knew you were going to do that, yet I couldn't react?!? Impossible! I am Samuel D'Brightaine - the second most powerful Exorcist in the WDL! I know... I'll read your mind and BREAK IT!" With that, Samuel went to use his telepathy to invade Deon's mind.

Deon simply grinned, reaching into his chest and.... pulling out a Scythe. "Well if it's mindgames you want, it's mindgames you'll get~" "W-what is that? That isn't registered in the WDL files... Answer me, demon! Where did you get that weapon!??!" Deon vanished, slamming the Scythe into Samuel and throwing him through the massive window that was behind them. "Hooooooome Ruuuuuuuuuuun!~" Samuel screamed as he was sent flying. Samuel then reappeared flying in the room, screaming as he fell into the pool of holy water - as several pipes in the room broke and the water began to rise above the pool's level. Steam rose out of the holy water as all was silent... ... Too silent. Deon grinned, watching the water and twirling his Scythe. "Meeeeoooooow~" Out of the water rose a much larger monster - Samuel, having mutated, roared out at him as some of his body glowed red from the holy water. However, it's new harder body reduced most of the effects of the holy water, although it could still be seen somewhat harming Samuel. Samuel then went crashing down at Deon as he went to bite his head. Deon smirked, rolling out of the way and slamming his Scythe into the things head with a grin. "Bullseye!~" The scythe was stopped as it was stuck within Samuel's head. It rose up as it shook it's head savagely side to side, trying to shake off Deon and the scythe off. When that failed, however, it roared out before diving down into the holy water and began to crash itself into the walls of the pool - cracking them and beginning to break them down as water began to rapidly fill in the cracks it made.

Deon kept hold of the Scythe, pulling himself forward and pulling a Knife out of his chest before stabbing it into Samuel's eye. "Haha!~" Samuel screamed out as in it's rage, it went crashing into the walls at a faster rate as on it's third try it broke them down - sending Holy water crashing in where the breaking wall was. The other walls soon followed suit - the entire floor soon collapsing as holy water rushed in - the entire floor soon being replaced in just mere moments by the water. Samuel began to rapidly swim around in it's newer environment, keeping underwater the entire time. Deon was running out of breath, and he needed to get to the surface because of both that and the holy water. "Gah..." Deon grimaced, tugging on his Scythe and having it not budge. Deon growled before pushing off of Samuel and shooting to the surface. As he reached it he took in a massive gulp of air and readied his Knife. "Fuck...." Samuel swam around Deon rapidly like a shark who had just found it's new food. He growled as then it went deep down to the new floor before stopping and shooting up like a missile. It then leaped out of the water and rose up near the ceiling, almost crashing into it as it faced downward and went down towards Deon, opening it's mouth as it aimed to swallow him whole. Deon smirked, letting Samuel slam down onto him as Deon's knife pierced his jaw and sent a massive cut through his entire body on the lower side. "Ha!" Samuel screamed out as it continued hurling down deeper into the room. The room shook wildly as Deon could tell it hit the bottom hard. "Ouch, that sounded like it hurt. Might be time for me to leave, it seems...." Deon looked up and found Angel, waving to him before swimming over to the broken window and preparing to jump out. "Suckers~"

However, before he could, Deon was smacked away by something rising up as the whole room shook. Samuel, having mutated once again, now was even larger and his color had changed due to the over-exposure of the holy water. A loud shriek that shook the entire room was sent out as it dived down - preparing for it's next strike. Deon somehow managed to land on a large chunk of building that wasn't underneath the Holy Water, and stood up. He looked around, trying to find Samuel before the demon could attack him. "Underneath, probably." The room shook as quickly shooting out with new speed, Samuel rose up and destroyed the piece of the building as Samuel continued rising up until it slammed Deon into the ceiling. It then backed away as he went to dive again, however, when it's tail came near Deon, the tail would smack him crashing down towards the holy water. Deon stabbed his knife into Samuel's tail before pulling another out of his chest and slowly pulling himself up towards the Demon's head, every stab with the knife going straight through Samuel's skin. Samuel's roar underwater shook the entire room and it crashed itself into the bottom before rising up and spinning around, swinging itself around as it sent Deon flying into a wall, creating cracks. Then, Samuel prepared for one final strike as it rose out of the water, heading straight for Deon as it let out a loud roar, aiming to either crash into him, or devour him.

Deon grinned, waiting until the last moment before springing forward and pulling his Scythe right out of Samuel's head and slashing it straight down his spine. "Haa!~" Samuel roared out as his body went out of control, slamming into the wall as the entire building shook and collapsed. As Deon fell down, his body became tangled up in Samuel's shrinking body as both were sent flying as the holy water carried them away until they were on WDL common grounds - Samuel now normal and surprisingly healed, with Deon not far away. However, Deon would discover Angel's best men surrounding him as they were heavily armed and ready to take him down as they waited for Angel to come. Samuel, meanwhile, rose up as he shivered. "I feel cold... I feel.... Weak.... I don't understand.... It's impossible! The Chimera Sample... I was suppose to continue to grow stronger until I died! Why?! MORRIS! Explain... Explain why I am suddenly in this form again?!?!" Deon looked up, and smirked. "Overexposure to my awesomeness, maybe? Or a chemical reaction between the Chimera Sample and the Holy water?" Deon shrugged. "Maybe Angel expected you to die sooner." Samuel gritted his teeth as he went to use telekinesis to throw a rock at him, but... ".... No.... My powers.... My powers aren't working! No... Why?! Why can't I do anything?!" He tried everything he could try - but nothing came. "Morris! What did you do to me?!" Deon held his hands out and did Jazzhands. "Maaaagiiiiiiiic!~"

Samuel gritted his teeth, but then saw Angel come over. "Brother! My powers... They aren't working! HE has done something to me - help me! I need you're help to figure out why they aren't working!" Deon smirked at Angel, who simply sighed. "Escort Samuel back to his Quarters unless he has something better to do." Angel then turned to Deon. "Go ready yourself for Kallos, Phoenix." Samuel gritted his teeth as he ripped himself free of the others as they helped him get up. Samuel then limped over to Angel. "Brother, wait! I need to know - tell me why! You said if I killed Deon Morris, I would become a Paladin and receive fame and fortune, and then we would rule over the WDL together! You promised!" Deon smirked, turning to Samuel. "Pretty shitty offer then, since it's impossible to kill me. I'm immortal, and Angel trolled you hard." "SILENCE, WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT! If my powers were working right now, I would --" Thwack! Deon's backhand sent Samuel into a nearby wall and then through it, and he smiled. "So, what was this about Kallos?" Samuel felt himself suddenly bleeding - his pain worse then ever as he looked down at the blood, his body shaking as he struggled on the spot. "..... No..... It can't be..... I'm..... Only human?" He mumbled weakly before looking up at Angel and started to crawl over to him. "..... Bro-ther..... Help..... Me...." Angel simply clicked his fingers and the guards began to pull Samuel away. "Sir, if I make make a suggestion..." A Master Knight spoke, causing the two pulling Samuel away to stop and look at him. Angel nodded.

"I say we finish the boy off and collect his blood. He has obviously lost his powers - he is worthless to our cause. Look at him... One hit from the phoenix paralyzed him from the waist down!" "I am not paralyzed!" Samuel retorted, trying to break free of the grip of the other two. "If I may do the honors?" The Master Knight spoke, taking out a bow and a holy arrow at this. Angel stood silent for a moment before speaking. "Make sure to get him in the knee for me." "In the knee?!?! BROTHER, HE'S GOING TO SHOOT ME IN THE HEAD!" "With pleasure, sir." With that, the Master Knight took aim and closed one eye. "BROTHER?!?! BROTHER, NO! STOP HIM, I BEG YOU! I'LL DO ANYTHING! ANYTHING!!!" "Tell me when to fire." The Master Knight spoke out, now pointing inbetween Samuel's eyes. Angel nodded. "Fire." As the arrow left the bow, something cut it clean in half and then slammed into the neck of the Master Knight. Deon pulled the knife out with a tug and kicked the man to the floor. "Ass." The two let go at this and left Samuel as finally, Deon was restrained by several Paladin and Master Knight's, as Samuel glared over at Angel and sneakily went out of sight as he took the arrow from the Master Knight's hand. He then raced Angel as his back was turned to him, aiming to stab him in the back of his neck. "DIE, YOU HERETIC!!!!!!!!!!!"

Deon sprung into action, knocking away the men and sliding forward, his foot slamming into Samuel's own and sending the man into the ground. Deon quickly sat on top of him and pulled both his arms behind his back and pushing his knife to his throat. "Shush..." "LET GO OF ME, YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!!!!" Samuel shouted, struggling as he gritted his teeth. "LET. ME. GOOOO!!!!!!" With the sound of air being sliced, Deon's eyes widened as he felt something slice through him. He looked down to see Excalibur's tip resting, embedded into Samuel's skull which it had sliced cleanly through. Deon blinked before holding his head. It wasn't enough though, because his entire upper body slowly slid in half. "The hell did you hit me for?" Angel smirked. "You don't die, therefore it doesn't matter what you go through." Angel motioned for Deon to be picked up, but Deon simply stood, holding himself together. Literally. Samuel's eyes widened, and in that one moment, his life... The life he thought was his... Flashed away and another life came before him. "....Hi.....Ka.....Ri....?" He mumbled before Excalibur was pulled out of him. And with that... Samuel was dead. And his body suddenly bursted with holy fire, as it burned away at everything that was once supposedly Samuel D'Brightaine. Flesh, blood, bones and everything else - destroyed in a moment. When the fires finally stopped - there was nothing but a permanent burn spot left in his place.

~ The Bellfoar Mini-Story begins! The first fight! ~

The two teams plus Lucifer all had arrived at the town... Standing in front of them were Bellfoar, Chill and The Jello Demon, all of them looking as though they had been waiting for them to get here. Bellfoar smirked confidently, Chill stood there looking calm and collected while not showing emotion, and the Jello Demon was busy staring at the sky as if bored by all of this. Bellfoar chuckled, making him the first to speak of the three. "So, the Children have finally arrived... I suppose you're here to fight us?" "Way to go Captain Obvious." Ash replied eyeing them over, and the surroundings. It didn't look like there was any people, or any traps per se... "Well.... Jello is the first opponent to be fought." At this, Bellfoar pushed the Jello Demon forward. "Huh, what?" He mumbled. "Oh right, whatever..." Bellfoar smirked at this. "Any volunteers?" "YEAH, ME!" Sebastian shouted out in response, taking a step forward. "I have unfinished business with that blue thing!" Bellfoar rose his brows at this. "Well... I guess that means Team Children is going up first. Kane, Claire, come forward and take a bow, would you kindly?!"

"That won't be necessary." Claire stated simply, taking a seat. "I have faith these two are quite capable of handling things for the moment. Consider this training." Commenting to Sebastian and Kane, the latter gave a nod, stepping up next to his partner. "I hope you've got as much confidence as her, because I'm scared out of my mind." Sebastian gave the Jello Demon a glare at this. "Fine by me... More Jello to beat." Mireya looked at the group of demons in front of her in a nonchalant manner. Actually, she was dragged her out of her bed and as of now is trying to figure out what is going on. As of now, she can compare to some showdown which she has no idea what is about. "I just want to sleep... Let's get this done..." The Jello Demon finally looked down at them at this. "I fought you two only a few days ago... I know how strong you both are, I can easily say... This is going to be even quicker then before." With that, the Jello Demon's fingers turned into blades. Shifting his stance back, Kane drew his blade, readying it above his head, prepared for battle. Sebastian watched as the Jello Demon began to walk towards them, slowly turning it into a jog before full out running on them. Sebastian looked to Lucifer quickly and smiled before looking back at the Jello Demon with a serious look. "Who follows who's lead?" Sebastian asked Kane.

"I'll move in first. Cover me." Darting forward, Kane moved in to meet the Jello demon halfway, eyes darting to each claw, prepared to slice or block them on reaction. Sebastian crossed his arms. "..... You could warn me when to cover you." He stated. The Jello Demon smirked as he stopped in front of Kane and rapidly began to stab each sword finger at him. Stepping back, Kane flipped his sword around, focusing before stabbing it cleanly into the ground. "Firewall!" A burst of flame shot up between him and the Jello demon, aiming to prevent the claws from reaching their target. Not only that, but hopefully it'd give Sebastian something to work with. The Jello Demon watched as it's fingers were burnt, only to swing it's foot around and slice them off, watching them dissolve away before reforming new fingers as the Jello Demon leaped away from the fire. "HA! Humans are only humans!" He stated as he landed and slide back a bit. "I can easily read every move you make, boy! There's nothing you can do to surprise me! I AM THE -- AGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Faster then Kane could keep up with, Sebastian was suddenly in front of the Jello Demon, his elbow having been slammed into his chest and been thrusted out the back. The Jello Demon could only stand there in shock and pain as Jello-like blood dripped down Sebastian's arm. Bellfoar frowned at this and began tapping his arm nervously, while Chill merely blinked as his reaction.

Kane froze a moment, withdrawing his blade and watching Sebastian in awe. Sebastian pulled his elbow free as he watched the Jello Demon put his hands over the hole, taking a step back as his body now was shaking. "You done playing around now?" Sebastian asked with a deadly tone to it. Kane hung his head a bit in shame. He was being serious the whole time... "Done...? DONE?!?! YOU THINK A MERE HALF-BREED CAN DEFEAT ME?!?! I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT!" With that, the hole reformed and little dots began to form on the Jello Demon's body, each of them looking like bullets. "Kane, I wasn't talking to you! I need you to get out those ball things you used on Chill before..." "Huh? Oh-uh-y-right!" Kane knelt down, digging about his bag for the elemental rosary. Retrieving the necklace, he stood up, holding the cross close to him. "Alright, just let me know what you need!" "I know you'll be confused for a bit, but trust me... I'm going to tire him a bit... When I give the signal, you attack his wounds. Got that?" "But what if I miss?!" Kane stated for a moment, before shaking his head. No, he'd trained for this. He wouldn't miss. He couldn't let Sebastian down. He was an exorcist. "I have faith Claire trained you... Just as I have hope you have faith in my new abilities.... Now do me a favor. RUN OUT OF THE WAY NOW!!!"

At this, the Jello Demon roared out and sent hundreds of jello-bullets at them. Kane blinked. Then dived, tumbling into the nearby shrubbery for cover before taking off at a run. At this, Sebastian vanished from sight again. He reappeared behind the Jello Demon and sent a kick at him, but the Jello Demon was ready this time as he stopped sending out his bullets and spun around, using his arm to block Sebastian's kick. Then the two began throwing rapid punches at one another, locked in heavy physical combat. Lucifer smirked, standing near Claire and speaking. "Ever since he got that upgrade, he's been so much stronger! GO SEBASTIAN, GO!" "He's certainly come a long way." Claire mused, continuing to scrutinize the battle unfolding. Mireya's eyes were somewhat hazed as she watched the fight. However, it was something that had gone unnoticed. Sebastian ducked from one of the Jello Demon's attacks as Sebastian used this opening to rapidly punch him in the chest. The Jello Demon groaned out as pieces of him were sent flying in multiple directions, Sebastian making multiple holes in his chest. Then he stopped and took a step back as the Jello Demon quickly began to regenerate back. During this, the Jello Demon formed his fist into a hammer-like shape as he slammed it down towards him. But Sebastian raised a hand and stopped it, glaring at the Jello Demon as the Jello Demon struggled to even push it, but felt nothing. Sebastian then knocked his arm away and sent a foot up into his chin, and at this, a short sonic boom occurred as the Jello Demon was sent flying several feet up into the air, before blasting back down just as quickly and then with the third hit, was slammed into the ground by Sebastian's foot on his head, creating cracks on the ground as he did this.

Sebastian stepped back at this as he watched the Jello Demon weakly rise, glaring at Sebastian as he went to form his arm into something else, but Sebastian quickly moved in and punched him in the face, caving his face in as Sebastian backed away again. The Jello Demon's face soon returned to normal as he struggled to keep standing. ".... You.... What did you do?" The Jello Demon weakly mumbled. "Oh, you know... I ate some weird looking pills." Sebastian commented, glancing around to see where Kane was. "PILLS?! ARE YOU TELLING ME YOU CHEATED?" "Don't crap yourself now... I was joking." "I can feel it... You're power.... With each strike you make, I am coming closer to understanding how far out of league we are..." "Now you get it? Good god, I'm so bored with you already... But at the same time I want to make you pay..." "Learning is good... material" Striding forward, muttering words of prayer under his breath, Kane stepped up, tearing off the beads of his rosary and holding them between his fingers. Finally, he stood close enough to the demon to throw them demon. "...Bring forth salvation to this tormented demon's soul!" With a violent crack, Kane chucked the beads down into an explosion of flame. "WHAT?!" The Jello Demon exclaimed, before being caught in this as Sebastian stood in place calmly, watching the explosion in front of him as he narrowed his eyes.

".... That looked like it hurt a lot." Sebastian merely said as it started to die down. Kane knelt down before the demon's smoldering body, closing his eyes and drawing a cross across his chest. The Jello Demon laughed crazily as the smoke finally cleared, his body covered with multiple burn spots as he wasn't even shaking anymore. Then, his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he fell backwards and began to dissolve away. "Heh.... Nice work Kane." Sebastian then looked over towards Chill. Kane nodded, standing up. "You too." "So, you're next, right?!" Sebastian claimed. Chill smirked and shook his head at this. Sebastian rose a brow at this... Before a spear made out of Jello was sent at his left shoulder. Mireya's eyes returned to normal as she blinked a couple of times. With a slight half-step, Kane sliced the spear mid strike, holding his katana at the ready, prepared for any more deflections. "Hahahahahaha...." The crazy laugh returned, as in the distance a few feet away could be seen standing... The Jello Demon, with an arm missing and a portion of his right side gone. Smiling, he shouted over his shoulder to Claire. "You see that? I did it!" Kane seemed pleased with himself, while Claire simply nodded. Training his intuition was a wise move, however... "Don't let your guard down until your adversary is defeated."

The Jello Demon's arm returned as his smirk grew at this. ".... Yes.... Listen to the bitch." He said as his right side reformed as well. ".... Now... You've pissed me off.... It's time to -- UGH!!" The Jello Demon's body suddenly grew stiff as The Jello Demon gritted his teeth... Looking over towards Bellfoar, who was holding up a paper with a seal on it, the seal glowing brightly and obviously showing signs of it making the Jello Demon feel like he was burning. "..... Damn you..... Bellfoar! I'll kill you..... For that!" The Jello Demon said through his teeth. "You are a Shikigami serving Balarus of Kallos... You are a dog, nothing more to me. If you want, I'll just..." With that, Bellfoar generated lightning in his hand as he held his hand in front of the seal. "NO, STOP IT, NO! DON'T YOU DARE! BELLFOAR! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU UNTIL YOU CHOKE ON YOUR OWN BLOOD!!" "Then you will obey and listen to me." The Jello Demon glared darkly at him in response. "Good." Bellfoar's hand returned to normal as the paper vanished, and the Jello Demon collapsed on to his knees, struggling to breath.

~ The twist! Bellfoar's scheme! ~

Bellfoar then looked over at Sebastian and Kane. "Very well done boys... But I have a proposal to make. You see... The truth of the matter is, right now I am merely stalling you with these fights so that the bomb I have set up will detonate." "BOMB?!" Sebastian said, suddenly having a look of panic on his face. "You'll tell us what where it is and how to stop it right now you scum!" Kane shifted into an aggressive stance. Bellfoar laughed at this. "... It? You mean them, don't you?" Sebastian glared at him. ".... What?" Bellfoar smirked at this. "Right now... In every town close to the WDL is a bomb... Made by me. Each bomb will go off at the same time when I want them to... And every town will be obliterated, along with every stupid human in them right now." "Let me guess.... Even if we found them, we couldn't deactivate them, right?" Sebastian guessed. "Correct. The only way to stop them... Is to defeat me." Mireya looked at the one called Bellfoar. "Beat him to a bloody pulp then." "With pleasure." Ash commented, punching her fist into her hand. "I was getting tired of sitting back." Chill cleared his throat at this. "... Unfortunately, you will have to play by our rules. Bellfoar here can make the bombs go off at any moment, any second, any time... If you really want to test him - do it now." "You cowardly bastard!" Ash growled, gritting her teeth. "I assume that means you believe us enough not to pull any stupid heroic stunts." Chill stated, looking over at Lucifer at this. "... Ah Lucy... You know me not to be a liar, right?"

"Either way..." Bellfoar resumed for Chill. "... It's time to make a deal. Sebastian, Kane... If you want to continue, why not make things... Interesting?" Sebastian glared at him. ".... What is it first?" Mireya stretched her arms and looked at the boys. Bellfoar chuckled. "Glad you asked... Why don't you step out of the fight and leave Kane here to fight the Jello Demon alone? Unless, of course... You want me to blow up several children at once right now?" Sebastian clutched his fists at this and started to shake. "I accept the challenge." Kane stated, without hesitation. Mireya raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow. "Do that and then nothing is holding us back by annihilating you now." Bellfoar glared over at Mireya at this. "... Excuse me? Care to repeat your words?" Sebastian gritted his teeth. ".... It's not just one town he has right now.... He has several.... Who knows how many they have bombs in! It could be dozens!" Mireya smirked. "Why are you deaf or short on the brain function?" Mireya looked at Sebastian. Bellfoar narrowed his eyes at her. ".... Do you want an example right now?! Huh stupid brat?!" "I am aware of that." Sebastian briefly glared over at her before returning his gaze to Bellfoar. ".... Claire.... Can you kindly tell her to shut the hell up?" Mireya looked at Bellfoar again. "If he does it. he loses his leverage now... And if anything happens to the people I care about... I'll eliminate your entire existence now." "Revenge will help you little when you're ruminating over your decisions." Claire stated, looking to Mireya. "For now, we play his game."

Lucifer, who had been glaring at Chill for a while, spoke. "Chill, right? Is that your new name? Come on, where did you 'creative genes' vanish to, dickhead?" Lucifer growled. "What's the point of being our enemy, huh? I mean, it's not OUR fault that Sebastian's straight!" Lucifer glared. "If you want to fight us, fight us because of something aside from being rejected by Sebastian." "...Did I hear that right?" Ash paused a moment, feeling a little awkward. Chill glared at her. "... So he told you, did he?" Mireya looked at Claire and then closed her eyes. "Revenge is not even on my top list." Despite saying that, she remained silent. Especially upon hearing the next statements. Lucifer took a step forward, moving between Chill and Sebastian. "Yes, he did. Fuckwit. Tell me, why did you really become a Demon. Tell me it's not because of what happened. Please! Jesus, give me a good reason! So what?" Lucifer scoffed. "You're just some lovesick psychopath that's turned evil because he couldn't get what he wanted? The fuck man? I mean, sure, you were cool and everything but I MEAN COME ON!" Lucifer looked down. "GIVE ME A REAL REASON! TELL ME SOMETHING GOOD! SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T MAKE YOU LOOK STUPID, ROB! YOU USED TO BE AN AWESOME GUY TO HANG AND CHAT WITH, AND NOW LOOK AT YOU! WHAT THE FUCK MAN! WHAT THE FUCK!" Lucifer shook her head and growled. "I'm not Satan, so I won't continue this. The fact is, you were still my friend until I found out that you became a... a Demon. No, not a Demon. Demon's can be good or evil, you've just become... evil." Lucifer simply glared, then looked away.

"IT WASN'T MY CHOICE!" Chill finally bursted with emotion. Lucifer turned back to Chill, and spoke with an icy, poisonous tone. "Everyone has a choice." "Really? DO YOU KNOW WHAT KALLOS DID TO ME?!?! THE MONTHS OF TORTURE AND PAIN HE PUT ME THROUGH?!?! ONLY FOR ME TO AWAKEN AND MY FIRST ORDERS BE KILL THE MAN I LOVED?!?!" Sebastian sighed. "... In case no one's caught on.... He likes men." "YES, YOU ALWAYS HAVE A CHOICE ROB! ALWAYS! YOU COULD'VE STILL SAID NO, BUT YOU KNOW, YOU GAVE IN LIKE USUAL! YOU USED TO BE STRONG, KIND AND... AND AWESOME, BUT NOW YOU'RE JUST A PUPPET ON ANOTHER BAD GUYS STRINGS! YOU USED TO BE INDEPENDENT, SMART AND CHARMING, NOW YOU'RE JUST.... You're just.... You're not even who you used to be anymore." Keilani remained quiet for the entire conversations. She was not sure what to do or say but she embraced herself. The burst of emotions were too much for her. She could feel as if it was hers which she doesn't understand why. Mireya opened her eyes and sighed. She was not that big on drama. "SHUT UP!!!!!!!!! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT HE DID! IT WAS SO SUDDEN, I DIDN'T ASK TO BECOME AN ICE DEMON - LET ALONE ONE! HE SAID HE COULD TELL ME WHERE I COULD FIND HIM - I AGREED, AND HE FROZE ME! THE BASTARD FROZE ME UNTIL I LOST MY HAIR AND BECAME A FREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Keilani stepped back further. She could feel her head about to burst. Mireya glanced at her and sighed. "YOU'RE NOT A FREAK, YOU'RE A DEMON JUST LIKE I AM! EVEN NOW YOU STILL HAVE A CHOICE WHETHER OR NOT YOU'LL OBEY HIM OR NOT! IF IT WAS ME IN YOUR POSITION YOU KNOW WHAT I WOULD DO! I WOULD TELL HIM TO GO FUCK HIMSELF, YOU KNOW THAT!" Before Chill could reply, Lucifer marched over to him and slapped him across the face. "AND DIE?!?! YEAH, NICE GOING! BUT I HATE YOU! YOU TOOK HIM AWAY - YOU STOLE HIS HEART! WHEN YOU LEFT, ALL HE COULD THINK ABOUT WAS LUCY THIS, LUCY THAT! EVEN WHEN HE RAN AWAY, IT WAS TO FIND YOUR STUPID ASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MAYBE IF YOU HADN'T COME AT ALL, I WOULD STILL BE HUMAN! BUT NO! ROB IS DEAD! NOW, STANDING BEFORE YOU, IS CHILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" And his eyes glowed bright blue as he was slapped, Lucifer could tell quicker then the others... He had a Demon Form. "Keilani, are you okay?" Mireya asked in a casual manner. She really has no interest with the dramatic banter going on. Keilani looked at Mireya and gave a rather weak smile. "I think so..." Lucifer didn't react much to Chill's change, she simply growled. "Yes. Rob is dead. I can see that now. You're not even like you used to be anymore. You're a pathetic, weak little idiot who couldn't handle being rejected... No, no. You're worse than that. You're like, the lowest form of Demon there is. You're not even a real Demon." Lucifer glared, and spoke. "What're you gonna do now? Kill me?"

".... Yes." And with that, a blue portal opened underneath them as both would fall into it before it closed on them. Sebastian narrowed his eyes at this. "Do not worry." Bellfoar stated. "Chill has only taken her some feet away to... Finish her off." Snapping his fingers at this, a gray portal opened near The Jello Demon and Kane. "... You two will go in there. Claire will follow to witness the fight - just in case things to sour." The Jello Demon responded at this, entering into the portal as he looked back at Kane as he was entering it. "You are lucky... You two will be the first humans to enter our base." With that, the Jello Demon vanished into the portal. Kane and Claire following suit before it too closed on them - Claire had seen the importance of the situation in entering the base, and Kane.... Well, he had a fight to finish with this prick. Mireya glanced over the events. "Then pull yourself together... it's about to get nasty." She warned Keilani. Bellfoar chuckled at this, looking over at the three girls as Sebastian walked off to the side. "Do not worry... He will only enter if you three are in trouble. So, with that said..." Bellfoar spread out his arm as lightning hit him, thunder sounding out afterword as the sky began to fill with clouds... ".... Let's do this~" Keilani's eyes widened in horror upon the sight of lightning an the rumble of thunder. She quickly held her head and crouched to the ground. Her body shivered in fear. Mireya looked at Keilani. "You okay?"

"Do you forfeit little lady?" Bellfoar said, taking a step forward as more thunder sounded out. Keilani didn't move from her position as she covered her face from everyone's sight. "Please..." Mireya stood in front of Keilani and narrowed her eyes. "Leave her alone." "Ha... This is too easy." Bellfoar stated, and charged forward!

~ Kane fights the Jello Demon! ~

The room had an empty feeling to it as they appeared in it. Around them were multiple holes in walls as the room felt too big to be a common room. They had been sent here for a purpose. They weren't given an idea of how big the base itself was, but the room was certainly around the same width as the town they had just left was. The Jello Demon stopped as he turned around to look at Kane and Claire. "So, Mr. Kane... Are you ready to die?" Kane gestured with a T symbol with his hands. "Uh, Time Out? I gotta consult with my coach." The Jello Demon blinked and sat down near a wall at this. "... Fine, do it." The two and the cat joined in a huddle, discussing the situation at hand. Nods were going around. The Jello Demon merely waited at this, tapping it's foot impatiently. "So uh, are there any rules Jelly?" Kane asked, sitting up a moment. The Jello Demon got up to his feet at this. "None that I can think of, no. Do YOU have any rules?" "Well... What happens if I win?" "Simple... I let you two go, and I'll show you to Kallos' room..." "And if you're dead?" Claire asked, Deadpan. "Then you cannot fulfill your mission... After all, only I out of the three of us know this base inside and out." "Soooo... How do I win?" Kane asked, scratching his head. "You defeat me to the point where I am unable to fight back... You'll see what I mean in a minute, but first... You are here to kill Kallos, I assume?"

"I'm here to protect people from harm. That's all." Kane had taken the time to step away from Claire and Noir, striding towards the center of the room. "Do you mind if I let you in on a little... Secret then?" "I'm listening." Kane nodded, having not drawn his sword. "Do you remember the bombs Bellfoar mentioned?" "How could I forget?" Kane muttered. "It's a lie, there are no bombs." "Then what am I here for? What's your plan?" Kane inquired. "We three are the distractions of the group... We are meant to fight until, well... The Renegade Base and the WDL Base have been completely infiltrated and destroyed. No doubt first the Renegade Base will fall, since Kallos plans on starting the attack early morning tomorrow..." "What?! Claire, we have to-" "Focus on the task at hand Kane. Do what you can, before attempting what you can't." Claire commented, calming him for the moment. Kane nodded, turning back to the Demon. "I won't let you do that." "Then let's make things interesting." And with that, the Jello Demon punched the wall near him as a tile of it broke to reveal a hidden lever. Grabbing it, the Jello Demon pulled it down as the entire room shook at this. Kane stumbled, but managed to hold his balance as he drew his sword. "What did you do?!"

The Jello Demon smirked as jello began to fill the room at this. "I think you know what I meant now..." With that, the Jello Demon ran past Kane and jumped head first into the jello. Then, a large amount of the room lowered from the rest in a pool-like shape as the jello began to fill the pool. "Uh, one of my rules is that you're not allowed to fill the room with Jello?" Kane stated feebly. "I think it's too late to make that rule now..." A much louder voice spoke, as a much larger version of The Jello Demon's upper body rose out of the growing jello, continuing to grow as more jello filled the pool. "Come on! How is this fair?" Kane whined, backing up some. "You should of reconsidered fighting a demon made entirely out of Jello then!" He spoke out before forming a sword from his body and pulling it out as the jello reached the top of the pool and stopped filling it at this. The Jello Demon then swung the sword it had formed from it's body at him. "Uh, Timeout again...?" Kane made the symbol before diving aside to avoid the jello blade, rolling once before taking off at a run. "Oh for the love of... Fine..." He pulled the blade up as he crossed his arms, waiting. Kane went back over to Claire, both discussing again for a brief while. "Would it be alright if you got rid of the pool? You can keep the jello, but uh... I need the space to run around." "So you want to drown in my jello?"

"Can't you just make it part of your body and make a nice flat floor?" Kane pleaded, putting his hands together. "I really don't want to swim in Jello..." ".... You think I'm going to do that?!? Are you stupid or something?! If I absorb this crap, I shrink down!" "Wait, what? Doesn't more Jello make you bigger?" Kane asked, looking very much stupid. "I'm merged with it.... That's how I'm so big! If I absorb it, it goes into me, therefore shrinking my body down in the process! I swear, I have to explain this every time to you mortals!" "Oh..." Kane thought a moment, before looking to Claire, who shrugged. "Well, I guess I'll just have to make do..." Kane sighed, slowly walking back to the spot he was in before. "Are we finally ready to begin then?!" Kane nodded, lifting up his sword. "Okay, let's do this!" "Good." At this, small dots appeared all over his body again, just like the last time it did this. "I'm tired of looking at you." Kane began fishing about in his bag, hurrying to find what he needed. The Jello Demon then rapidly fired down jello bullets at him. "Firewall!" Kane gave another shout as he made his shield, keeping his sword buried as the flames formed a barrier for him. "OH-ho, THIS again, huh?! Well, screw that! HERE COMES MY SWORD!" And true to his word, he thrusted the sword down at Kane.

With a wild swing, Kane threw his Holy water over the approaching Jello sword, trying to buy time. The Jello Demon stopped as he looked at the small little spots that now appeared all over his sword. ".... What the hell is this?!? Are you really this pathetic and weak?!?! Oh-ho, oh man... I'm sorry, this is too funny for me to waste..." The Jello Demon was chuckling at this. "Hey, gimme a break! I didn't know you could grow!" "I didn't know you were so weak... Look at you! Your so weak, your mother thinks you weren't worth being born!" The Jello Demon laughed at this. "You might be right, but that's not going to stop me." Kane sat up, his Rosary in hand as he muttered a prayer, before hurling the beads at the pool of Jello, Ice bursting forth as they made contact, aiming to freeze the base of liquid goo. "What the hell is this crap!? It's so.... Pathetic!" He laughed at this as he rose a hand and slammed his hand down at the ice, smashing most of it as he continued laughing. "How pathetic!" Running his hand along the blade of his sword, Kane muttered his prayer, making the Katana flame as he slashed, sending waves of fire at the Jello demon. "Ohhh right, like your attacks are going to do anything to me now..." The Jello Demon was hit by a few of these waves as he inhaled at this. He then blew out wind at the next waves of fire as he blew them out, and sent gusts of wind down at Kane.

Kane held his arm up to shield himself, waving his sword about. The shots were well off however, flying up well above the Jello Demon. Evidently he wasn't handling the wind well. The Jello Demon smirked as he stopped for a second and inhaled again, before blowing down harder at him. Kane staggered back, before falling over backwards, tumbling back with his bag to the wall. The Jello Demon laughed loudly at this. "Oh wow, look at you! You are suppose to be a man?!?! The CHILD was stronger then you're weak ass!" The Jello Demon continued laughing at this. Sitting up, Kane patted down his smoldering jacket before giving one final slash with his flaming sword. This one shot upwards, again, well above the demon. "I think that looks about right." He commented, appraising his work. The Jello Demon rose a brow at this. "What?! You completely missed me!" Kane pointed his thumb up. Above the Jello demon, was a strange set of symbols singed into the ceiling. The exact same as the seal that Belfoar had previously placed on him. Placing his hands together with his sword, Kane began to chant, the symbol rapidly brightening to a pulsating red. ".... Huh, something feels off about this situation.... Maybe I should look up." The Jello Demon did so at this. ".... Oh..... Should of seen that one coming." Kane continued to chant, praying that this seal would be enough to stop or eliminate the demon...

The Jello Demon started to yell out at this as his body started to glow at this, symbols rapidly appearing all over him as smoke started to come from each of them. "YOU RETARD! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT THIS SYMBOL EVEN MEANS?!?!?" Kane didn't respond, continuing his Mantra as he relaxed himself, focusing on nothing but his words and the symbols. "GOD DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!!" The Jello Demon then blew up - sending blood jello all over the room at this. Claire slowly lowered the barrier over herself and Noir, appraising the mess around them. Kane meanwhile, slowly opened his eyes, having stopped the chant at the slimy feeling over him. The Jello Demon, now back to his original size, climbed out of the pool as he panted at this. ".... Well that went wrong. I still have a few feet of jello left... I can probably still jump in there right now and kill him while his guard is down." "I wouldn't if I were you. Unless you feel like having that happen again." Claire commented from her seat, watching the Jello demon with scrutiny. "..... Do you know anything about Shikigami?" "Familiars. Yes, I'm quite informed about them." Claire responded, briefly glancing to Noir. "Then you should know that symbol he made is now ineffective..." "Perhaps. But it's quite easy to form a variation that will essentially perform the same act." The Jello Demon growled at this. "Now, I believe you made us a promise, correct?" Claire stood up, striding across the room.

The Jello Demon rose up to his feet at this. ".... So I did.... This way..." He stated as he began to walk out of the room. Claire kept her mind ready, focusing to be sure of any betrayal or trap on the demon's part. ".... Is the boy coming?" Kane was shaking off his jacket, wiping off strands of Jello as he hurried after them, Noir licking up some of the jelly in his hair. ".... Right." He stated and continued walking. It took several minutes to travel around the base's halls - Kane and Claire passed by several things at this - some of them were portraits of different Crystal Demons. Others were of noticeable family symbols - then they passed by portraits of each demon in the group... The Jello Demon, Kallos, Yami, Eppenos, Kalhman, Golem, Bellfoar, Itzhet and another rock demon they couldn't recognize... Golem and this rock demon had the same symbol on the bottom of they're portrait, while Yami had a similar looking royal symbol, but in darkness demon form. "So where are we going again?" Kane asked aloud, stopping at the pictures every now and then. "To Kallos' main room..." Claire would know about the symbols, Kane didn't notice them The Jello Demon stopped briefly to look at the portrait of the other rock demon. "Always wondered what the poor bastard looked like..."

"Who, this guy?" Kane asked, looking to the portrait. "This rock demon? This is Gaea - Demon King of Earth." "So is he dead?" Kane inquired, taking a guess from the Jello demon's tone. "No... He is dying though. Deon ended up nearly blowing up the bastard... Left him for dead - Gaea was then captured by the WDL and has been in there ever since. "His last son, Golem, is the only rock demon who can take his place currently... Sadly, he's too dumb for it. Gaea is the smartest rock demon in history yet... But let's keep moving on, shall we?" Kane nodded, feeling like he was on a museum tour. "Right then..." With that, the Jello Demon continued leading them on.

~ Lucifer confronts Chill! ~

Chill and Lucifer reappeared in the same town just several feet away from the fight. "... So... I still remember when you pierced my chest." Chill pointed to his chest at this, showing a little mark still left in the spot. "You WERE being a bit of a douchebag that day." Lucifer smirked. Chill glared. "... I'm tempted to use Demon Form, but... You're master is gone, and I have taken Sebastian away from you, so... You are powerless!" "So we can't just sit down and talk like adults, Rob?" "After you just slapped me? I only got one thing to say to you..." He pointed his hand at her. "Screw off." He then sent ice shards at her. Lucifer simply whistled as the Shards went straight through her. "You've forgotten my abilities already? Damn...." "You didn't use them much last time." He stated as he created an ice spear from his body and threw it at her. Lucifer simply moved a little to the left and sighed. "I'm sorry I slapped you, alright? It was just a spur of the moment thing, you know?" "So.... Demon form is the only thing that will work, huh? Fine... Demon form it is." At this, Chill's body was quickly frozen over. "Well, I guess talking to you isn't a viable option anymore, is it?" Lucifer sighed. "And I didn't mean to steal his heart either, Lovebird. I only found out a while ago.... Well I mean I knew he liked me, but not this much..."

"SILENCE!!!" At this, the ice shattered and up rose a nine foot version of Chill... His right arm having turned into an axe, and his form having changed. "Implying you can tell me what to do. Dumbass." "I know you hooked up with him.... I know it! Now... To freeze you." Chill's deep booming voice said as he rose up his axe arm and swung it down at her. Lucifer simply sighed, leaping out of the way and locking eyes with Chill. "I know that neither Deon nor Sebastian would want me to do this, but you're leaving me with no choice." Lucifer stood, floating into the air slightly and seeming to glow. "My Father was an Ancient, as were the fathers of my Sisters. My Father, the embodiment of Pride itself, Lucifer, has passed on his powers to me. I am not Lucy, or Luci. I am Lucifer, representation of the cardinal sin of PRIDE." Lucifer's eyes went cold and dark, and her tone had a bitter, icy edge to it. "I hereby decree that you will be sentenced to eternity in Purgatory, fool." With that, Lucifer held her hand out and a spear appeared, falling into it. Lucifer turned to Chill, and spoke. "Come." Chill stood there, watching her. "... What are you waiting for? Send me away then..." He spread his arms out at this. "... Good luck explaining to Sebastian why he couldn't save me though." Lucifer growled. "Oh shut up, I was being dramatic!" With that, she threw he arm back and then threw her spear straight into Chill, but instead of killing him, he was reverted back to his normal form.

Chill chuckled as he stood there back in his normal form. ".... That it?" He asked. Lucifer landed on the ground. "I told you I wouldn't fight you, Rob." "Then allow me to kill you." He said as he took out the spear without hesitation and threw it to the side. Lucifer sighed. "And do you think that will make Sebastian love you, or hate you even more, Rob?" ".... I intend to send him with you." "..... You serious?" "I wouldn't say it otherwise." "What the hell is wrong with you? We used to be so close, and now you're trying to kill us for... why again?" "Because I'm being punished for dis-obeying orders." "....Disobeying orders?" "Yes.... The day I introduced myself to you both as Chill. I left the base and went to Sebastian without permission. Everything I did that day was against what Kallos wanted me to do." ".....Thank you, then. For disobeying orders... I was told you were dead" "Rob is dead.... Chill is all that is left." ".......No....Rob is not dead....." "Really? Then you know a cure?"

"A cure for what, being a demon? There is no cure. It's all about how you act. You have Demons like Kallos who ARE evil, then you have demons like me who aren't. Then you have Demons like you who haven't chosen a side. You just need to pick the side you'd rather be on, or just not pick any. You always have a choice, Rob." "I already made my decision a looonnng time ago.." He looked behind himself at this. ".... Bellfoar is going full power soon. They must win... In order for Sebastian to fight me, one last time." "So you want to fight us?" "Not you.... Him. To the death." "What's the point of that!?" ".... You will see. Now go!" With that, Chill vanished into a blue portal. Lucifer was left there, alone. She looked around, then dropped onto her knees. "Think of Seb, think of Seb!" And suddenly she was with Sebastian, watching him. "Hmmmm....."

~ Meanwhile, at the Renegade Base... Quake VS Ronald Klutz! ~

Ronald appeared in the Renegade Base in a bright flash, stepping away from the holy device that had brought him in here. "Return." Ronald said quietly, as the device returned to his hand and formed into a gauntlet. "Now... To find the control room." Quake laughed and threw a rock at Ronald. "Yo pipsqueak, want some Sake?" Ronald caught the rock with his gauntlet, crushing it as he glared over at her. "Quake... I heard the news." Quake tossed another bit of steak into her mouth and grinned. "That today is Friday?" "No... But you know why I'm here. The control room... Take me to it. Now." "....Erm... Whyyyyyyyyyy?" "Angel's orders. I don't think you want to upset him, do you?" "He's gonna die anyway." Ronald draws out his sword at this. "Do not speak badly about him in such a manner!" "I'm an Oni. He's a disrespective, cowardly, cheatng, lying dog. Did you expect any different?" Quake stood, glaring daggers at Ronald. "Do you have a Farm?" "No... I don't think you are taking this seriously either." Ronald started to walk towards her at this. "... So I'll kill you." "Are you a clown in disguise? Ronald McDonald?" Ronald threw his sword at her. Quake caught it. "Oooh, thanks!" "Old man Ronald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o. And on that Farm they had a dick, e-i-e-i-o." Quake snickered. "How old are you anyway?" "Twenty-four." He stated, slowly twisting something on his gauntlet.

Quake smiled. "Wow, you're not old at all! So uhh, do you want your sword back, Clownface?" "Of course I do, you stupid demon." Quake smirked. "Too bad~" Then she snapped the sword clean in half with one hand. "... You shouldn't of done that." "No BEN, nooooooo! Haha, why not?" Ronald rose up his hand with the gauntlet on it as the gauntlet had a sinister purple aura around it now. The pieces of the sword glowed with this same aura as they all slowly rose off the ground. Then, every piece suddenly pointed at Quake as Ronald closed his hand into a fist, all the pieces flying at her at this. Quake simply ducked, rolling away and avoiding all of the shards. "Missed me, missed me, now ya gotta ki- On second thought, scratch that. You look like a horrible kisser." Ronald jerked his arm back at this comment as the pieces stopping and spun around quickly, all heading for Quake's back now. Quake laughed and ran behind Ronald. Ronald thrusted out his hand and stopped every piece. The handle came flying over as Ronald took a hold of it, every piece coming into place as once the blade was re-assembled, every crack on it glowed red as steam came from it until the cracks were gone. Once the blade was restored by the gauntlet, Ronald was sweating. Quake turned and punched Ronald in the face. "DONKEY PUNCH!" Ronald felt his eyes widen as he was sent flying into a wall from this.

Ronald slowly began to rise from the rubble he was put in, putting a hand over his face as he shuddered from his now bleeding armor. He grabbed a hold of his nose as he closed his eyes, taking sharp quick breaths as he prepared himself. Then he snapped it back into place and dropped his sword, screaming out as he collapsed, putting hands on his face as he shuddered from the pain. Quake walked over to Ronald. "Shit, didn't think you'd get sent flying like that. Heh, how damn strong am I~" Quake looked over at Ronald, and sighed. "Time to take you to the Infirmary?" "SCREW OFF!" He shouted as he got up and grabbed his blade, getting up to his feet as he panted, having one eye closed as he gritted his teeth. "I don't need help... .From a damn.... Dirty.... Demon!" Quake sighed. "I'm not dirty, I just had a shower, dumbass. Hence why I'm standing here in front of you wearing nothing but a towel?" Quake smirked and blew Ronald a kiss. Ronald gritted his teeth at this again. "Screw off.... Screw off! I will not accept help from you again! I DON'T NEED IT! I CAN DO IT! I CAN BEAT YOU!" He stumbled forward at this and swung his sword at her. Quake sighed again, ducking under his blow and slamming her fist into his chin. "Idiot." Ronald was sent flying back, landing on his back as his sword got stuck in the ground not too far off from his position. Quake spoke again. "Come on man, lemme get you to the Infirmary."

Ronald turned around on to his stomach as he slowly got up, nearly collapsing several times as he soon got up, his back to her at this. "... Tell me.... Does the name Ronald Klutz ring a bell?" Quake thought. "Hmmmm....Nope." "Of course you wouldn't remember me... That little boy who's home was attacked and burned down by demons. And when it came time for them to deal with me, you showed up.... And I remember what you did." He turned around and grabbed hold of the sword, pulling it out as he grabbed it with both hands. ".... Now I will kill you, and prove my worth to Angel D'Brightaine." Quake looked at Ronald, and dropped her hands. "You........" Quake looked down. "If I had arrived there sooner, I would've been able to save your Family...." Quake looked straight at Ronald, and glared. "You remember I saved you, so now you're here to kill me? By all means, try it." "SHUT UP! I know what you did! You got down in front of me when it was all over and gave me an apple... A DAMN APPLE OF PITY!" He pointed his sword at her. ".... THEN YOU HUGGED ME.... Kissed my forehead, and told me to forget about it! FORGET IT EVER HAPPENED! MY FRIENDS! MY FAMILY! BUT I DON'T NEED THEM! ANGEL SAYS I DON'T, SO IT MUST BE TRUE!" But at this, a wound opened up and blood splattered from his right shoulder, his arms lowering suddenly as the sword's tip hit the ground, unmoving as Ronald glared down at it.

Quake sighed. "Poor, deluded fool. You haven't chan- Whoa, you alright!?" Quake took a step towards Ronald, eyes filled with worry. "And it wasn't an Apple of Pity, kid. It was an apple of hope. Hope that you could get through all of that fine, and you have.... Aside from becoming Angel's puppet." "I DON'T NEED THIS SWORD!" He grabbed it with his left hand and threw it to the side, hearing it stab into a wall as he raised his gauntet. "AS LONG AS I HAVE THIS, IT DOESN'T MATTER! WHAT DO I CARE IF IT'LL SOON START DRAINING MY LIFE FORCE! NONE OF IT MATTERS!" He charged forward at her at this. "THIS GAUNTLET WILL BE YOUR DEATH ANY WAY!" Quake's eyes opened, and as Ronald neared her she grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close to her. "Calm down, I don't have any apples on me, Kid." Ronald gritted his teeth as he went to punch her with the gauntlet. "DON'T TOUCH ME! STOP IT! GET OFF! I DON'T NEED THIS!!! I DON'T NEED YOU!!!!" Quake remained still as Ronald hit her with the gauntlet, and she kissed him on the forehead. "It's alright, calm down Kid..." Ronald felt his eyes widen at this and his cheeks flushed. But then he gritted his teeth again. "S-stop.... Stop it... I -- I..." He gritted his teeth as he grabbed her wrists and raised them up forcibly. Then he placed his gauntlet in between them. "..... Break it now or I'll hit you again with it." Quake spoke. "What'll happen to you?"

"... It'll break the connection between me and the gauntlet. Once you break it... The WDL will lose all readings on my pulse and stuff. Therefore, they'll think I'm dead." Quake waited for a moment before crushing the Gauntlet, but not Ronald's hand or arm. "There." Ronald coughed violently at this, leaning on Quake's body as he felt himself grow weak at this. "Sir, we've just gotten a new report on Ronald Klutz's status." One WDL soldier stated. Angel looked over to the man and glared. "What of him?" "Well, it seems he has encountered Quake along the way, and, well... She just killed him, it seems." Angel was silent. "....Damn....He wasn't bad...." Angel quickly laughed, and strode away. Quake smirked. "So, how about we go grab you an Apple, eh Kid?" Quake hefted Ronald over her shoulder, and proceeded to the Infirmary. Ronald grabbed her hand as she went to pick him up. "... You forgot something." Quake eyed him. "What's that?" Ronald smiled as he looked up at her. Then he quickly leaned in and pressed his own lips against hers. Quake's eyes widened, but she didn't pull out of the kiss. After they had finished, Quake smirked teasingly. "Looks like I was wrong about you being a bad kisser after all~" Ronald smiled and leaned his head on her shoulder. "... I'd like some apples now." Quake simply grinned, and took Ronald to the Infirmary.

~ Rin VS Timothy Night! ~

Timothy walked silently into the control room as his eyes wondered around to look at it. "... What amazing technology." He spoke as he took out the disk. "... But unfortunately, it has to go." With that, he rose the disk and was about to put it into the computer for the control room. A loud cough could be heard from behind Timothy, and there stood Rin in full combat gear. "Luckily I was about to go practice. Who the heck are you?" Timothy stopped as he rose the disk up and crushed it in his hand. "... Timothy Night. You?" Rin smirked. "Leaving no evidence, eh? Call me Rin, leader of the Demon Division of the Renegades. Mind telling me why you're here?" Timothy turned around to face her. "... Simple. To eliminate my target." "And your target is...?" Rin smiled. "You, miss Rin." "Figures. So no talking? I'm usually against fighting, but..." Rin vanished, appearing behind Timothy and sending a boot into his face before grabbing him and throwing him through the door. In midair, Rin noticed his body preparing itself as he landed his feet gracefully against the wall as he dropped down and landed on all fours, getting up as he brushed his face off. "... Hmph. I heard you were always the weakest of the leaders. Now I see why." Rin rose a brow. "Erm, why?" "You are pathetically weak in comparison to Michael and Deon... Tell me, who replaced Deon?" Rin glared. "An Oni named Quake. Why's that?"

Timothy pressed a few buttons on his wrist. "Good. I just sent that information to Angel. Now I have to wait for Ronald Klutz to confirm he has killed her and I will proceed with you." Rin growled. "You're going after all the Leaders? What the heck are you doing?" "Right now, a demon named Bellfoar is fighting your friends with several others. They believed that if they distracted them, they could sneak into your base and plant some bombs in here. However, we have prevented that, in our own hopes of assassinating the Renegade's leaders so that it will fall and we will gain control over every soldier in here. Quite funny, really... How last night, Angel came up with the brilliant idea to evacuate all the towns and have everyone reside within the WDL grounds." Rin smirked. "So you wanna play with the kitty-cat eh? And you're going after the 'weakest'. Says SO much about you~" Rin smirked playfully and waggled her finger at Timothy. "Actually, I am the middle strongest. Ronald is the weakest, and Sir Melvin is the strongest... Oh, right, you know about him, don't you? I can tell by the look on your face, that you seem a little... Scared, in fact. That a Knight and two lower class WDL soldiers were sent in, under the illusion we were really investigating the Bellfoar case." Rin sighed. "Whatever, let's fight already. I usually avoid conflict but I can tell you're itching to brawl, right? And it's not like I have a choice."

"Ronald is still handling Quake, so... Not yet. But in the mean time, I can tell you how we plan to kill Kallos~" Rin smiled. "Oooh, do tell~ Maybe we'll use it when I beat your ass to the floor?" "..." Timothy started to chuckle. "... Actually.... We already have the meat shields pilled up." Rin's eyes widened. "W-What!? No way, Angel's going to-" Rin went silent, her claws extending fully as she glared straight at Timothy. "You're going down." Timothy continued to chuckle. "Not exactly... It was always Kallos' intention to drive the people away into the WDL grounds, so that he could mass slaughter them. So we're going to give him what he wants... But in the process, while he's killing them, we'll be killing them. And then who will be able to say they knew of our scheme? Every witness who could testify will be dead in the chaos!" "Except me, dumbass." "Who is going to believe you? You are the Renegades, a group of demons and humans who want to bring balance. The world will see this as a thank you to us, for avenging all those poor people..." At this, the device on Timothy's hand beeped as he looked at it. ".... Damn it. Ronald Klutz is dead?!" Timothy smashed the device on his hand and threw it aside, looking at her. "... I didn't expect Quake to be so cold hearted." Rin remained still. "Neither did I, actually.... Well, since the WDL is killing innocents, why can't we?" Rin laughed. "You're not really innocents, are you?"

"You don't know Ronald." Timothy sighed. "But any who, Angel has been performing illegal experiments as of late, and well... Let's just say I'm one of them." Rin rose a brow. "Oh, with Demon Blood I assume?" Timothy smirked. "Something of the sort... Let's just say.... ....I was bitten." "I hate Dogs." At this, Timothy's eyes glowed yellow as he growled and yelled out, his clothes tearing off as his form started to change, fur growing all over his body as he slammed down on all fours. "I hate Wolves, too." ... Then, when it was over, Timothy rose up in his Werewolf form as he growled at her. "I REALLY hate Werewolves." Timothy let out a howl at this as he got down on all fours and leaped at her. Rin barely managed to leap out of the way before Timothy landed where she was. Rin turned and spoke. "Bunch of Hypocrites!" Timothy quickly turned and ran at her, swinging his claws at her as he did. Rin ducked, dodging all of the claw swipes and sending in some of her own at Timothy. Timothy took them as he growled at her, acting as if they didn't even effect them. Then he swung a punch at her. Rin was hit by said punch and flew through the door, landing on her feet and wiping the blood off of her lip. "Ass."

Timothy jumped and landed in front of her as she was wiping the blood off, swinging his claws rapidly at her. Rin ducked and rolled away from Timothy, barely avoiding his attacks at this point. Timothy got on all fours and charged in at her, aiming to ram his head into her. Rin placed a hand on Timothy's head and used it to vault over him, realizing the close combat wasn't the best idea. "I'm still faster than him, so maybe if I.... Got it!" Rin bolted off down a nearby hallway. Timothy watched her run as he let out what sounded like a bark before running after her on all fours. Rin smirked, turning another corner and then sliding into a sideroom, leaving the door open behind her. Timothy rushed in after her, knocking the door down when he entered. As Timothy entered the room, he would find it empty aside from Rin standing there with a very peculiar gun in hand. "Bring it, drool-face." Timothy growled as he got on all fours and began to circle her at this. Rin smirked, twirling the gun in her hand and keeping Timothy in sight and at a distance. Timothy then began to have his eyes glow brighter yellow as he continued circling her, increasing his speed slowly as he did. Rin smirked, watching Timothy. Then Timothy let out a loud roar at this, the soundwaves would of entered into Rin's ears and completely throw off her senses temporarily. Rin blocked her ears, shaking her head before looking for Timothy again. Timothy landed behind her by this time as he slashed at her back.

Rin spun around just in time to fire a round at Timothy. The claw got her across her chest but her bullet slammed into his face, exploding and sending liquid silver all over the Werewolf. Timothy yelled out as Timothy stumbled back and then collapsed down on to the ground, seemingly unmoving... Rin growled, firing a few more rounds at him. "Stay down, dog." Each bullet was destroyed upon contact with something as Timothy slammed a hand on the ground and slowly rose up, revealing a barrier around his form before it faded away and he leaped at her, landing in front of her as when she went to shoot him, he bit down into the gun and ripped it out of her hand. Then he would spit it on the ground as he stepped down on it, looking at her as he leaped up and aimed to tackle her. Rin leaped away, extending her claws fully and growling. "I said stay down!" Timothy grinned at this. "Fuck you little bitch." "I bet you'd love to, but I've already got my eye on someone. And you're DEFINITELY not my type." "You smell like shit. Why would I want YOU?" "Iunno, why did you threaten to fuck me?~" "Because by that, I mean I'm going to tear you limb from limb with my bare teeth..." "So you're gonna eat me, are you?~" Rin snickered. If Deon could do it, so could she. Timothy inhaled at this as he let out another loud roar, sending out sound waves at her ears again. This time, Rin was prepared. She rolled backwards, away from Timothy and covered her ears as she did so.

Timothy this time leaped to one of the objects in the room as he grabbed it and threw it at her. Rin smirked as she sliced the object in half with her claws, and stood there with a grin on her face. "That it?" Timothy threw three more objects at her at this. Rin slashed them all apart. After she slashed the third one apart, Timothy charged in and aimed to ram her into a wall to finally knock her out. Rin didn't see this coming at all, but she quickly pulled out her rifle and smashed it across Timothy's face. "Oh-snaaaap!~" Timothy took the hit, but the rifle cracked upon contact as Timothy growled at her, now pissed off. And just as quickly as his rage came, he yelled out right in her face, sending the sound waves right there and then. Rin headbutted him. Timothy roared out as he shook his head. Then glared at her as his eyes turned red, before sending a quicker punch then before at her head. Rin was sent flying as the punch hit her and sent her into the wall. She remained there, dazed. "Awaaaaa?" Timothy then charged in and stopped in front of her, punching her down into the ground. "G-Agh!" Timothy then elbowed down into her face. Rin felt her cheek break as his elbow smashed into her. "Stupid little fucker. How dare you hurt me. How dare you use silver against me. I'll break you. Then I'll rip you to shreds. When someone finds your body, they won't know it's you, so you will be forgotten, left behind... I will kill everyone close to you! And then... I'll kill the man you love as I taunt him about how I killed you!"

"......" "Quake will scream as I do things to her... Oh you don't want to know how I handle my meals I like the taste of~" He smirked and punched down into her again. "... I will DESTROY the Renegade. And it will all have started thanks to you." Rin remained silent, letting Timothy beat into her. "Now.... To end this." He said as he got his claws to they're fullest, then went to stab into her chest. "It will be nice... WHEN YOUR MAN TELLS YOU HOW I WON!!!!!!!!" Boom! Timothy was sent flying into and through a nearby wall, then through a few more before a tail grabbed him and slammed him into the roof, then the floor. Timothy screamed out at this and then went to look at the one who had attacked him. Suddenly, from the dust came another tail that had a claw on it, cutting Timothy across the chest and letting the other tail grab him and slam him into the floor repeatedly. "AUGGHH!!!" Was all Timothy could say. "Show yourself, demon! Let me see you in your true form!" A voice, laden with hatred and danger, reached out to Timothy. "You'll only deserve to see me when you burn in hell, dog." "I don't care! Show yourself to me now!" Suddenly, a group of tails, around 18 more joined the two already facing Timothy. "Then I guess you shall die. You should start running, Dog." With that, the tails all sped at Timothy. Timothy rose up to his feet at this as he glared at her. "Repel." With that, the barrier appeared again. "Repel is one of my abilities... It has the power to destroy anything it touches. Your mere tails cannot possibly touch this without --"

One of the tails slammed against the barrier, slowly pushing through it as the tension in the room increased. "Tension BREAK!" Suddenly, the room exploded, everything inorganic exploded, including Timothy's barrier. Timothy felt his eyes widen as he moved to the side, the tail slicing his side as he stopped himself. "Man... What a pain in the ass. Well? Reveal yourself to me, demon!" Another tendril slammed into Timothy, going straight through him and then throwing him away. "Run, Dog." Timothy screamed out as he stumbled, catching himself. "REVEAL YOURSELF FIRST!! THEN I WILL RUN!" Suddenly, the doors to the room were grasped by claws and torn away, and a massive demon pulled itself inside. "Peek-a-boo!" "..... Well that's one big purple cat bitch. Oh right, running time. Doing that now." With that, Timothy returned to his human form as he put on a mask over his face before using a device similar to the one Ronald used before. He then went to jump into it, but was knocked way as it was destroyed. "... Shit." He said, before actually running away. The demon pulled itself forward and through the room as it's tails snaked after Timothy, not slowly, but with horrifying speed. It would take all he had just to avoid them.

Timothy ran outside as he looked around at this. "DAMN IT, where is THE CHOPPER?!?!" At this time, a chopper came down at this as a man looked out at this. "GET TO THE CHOPPER!" "MOVE!" He shouted, pushing the man out as he got into the chopper and it flew away quickly at this, boosting itself so as to avoid Rin. Luckily, Timothy was able to take pictures of Rin's form. Suddenly, a tail lashed out and grasped the Helicopter's rudder, pulling it down towards the ground. On the ground stood Rin in her normal form, but with innumerable massive tails all aimed straight at the Helicopter. "Mother fucker." Timothy said and jumped out. He transformed back into his werewolf form and as he lands, he helps break his fall with his increased agility and tougher body structure. He then raced away from the scene. Before Timothy could react, Rin was beside him, propelling herself at the same speed as him using her tails. Her eyes were a rusty crimson, and her wounds seemed to glow before healing and vanishing. Suddenly a tail flicked out and got Timothy in the stomach, flinging him down into a small ravine. Timothy screamed out as he spun around a little, growling as he began to climb out of the ravine. "Hello, Angel? Yeah, I'm coming. Just have men escort me to your room when I arrive. Why? I found the target... She's on her period. Yeah, it sucks, it does smell, I know. Yeah I'll inform you when I get back. Tim out~"

Another tail slammed into Timothy, hurling him into the air and then grabbing him and smashing him through a boulder before dragging him across the ground to lay near Rin's feet. "So, you're going to be escorted to Angel's room, hmm? I don't think so". With the, a tail reached out and caressed Timothy's face, before starting to choke him. "5 seconds headstart, then we play hide and seek~" Timothy choked at this. "... I think you're forgetting something." Rin growled, and asked. "What?" "My escort just arrived." And true to his word, a figure appeared at this, kicking Timothy out of Rin's grip as the figure vanished and appeared to catch Timothy, landing as Rin would recognize him... Rin growled, the tail moving from Timothy's neck to him arm and tugging, tearing it off with a sickening crunch and the sound of tearing flesh. "That's for pissing me off, Dog." Suddenly, the tails vanished, and Rin stood there, looking normal as ever. "Hey, Sir", she acknowledged the 7th Exorcist with a bow. Timothy howled out as he struggled, meanwhile, the Samurai looking Exorcist stared at her with no emotion in his eyes. "Hmm... Rin of the Renegades, correct?" Rin simply mocked his glare, and spoke. "Yes." The Exorcist had a symbol on his right hand glow as suddenly, a holy barrier surrounded Rin. "Do not follow us... Or I will be back for you." With that, the 7th Exorcist vanished and so did the holy barrier after a few minutes. Rin turned away, a tail suddenly growing from her. "Bunch of pricks!" With that, she returned to the Renegades Base.

~ Rin VS Timothy Night: Aftermath! ~

The 7th Exorcist set Timothy down as he looked towards Angel. "He will not be able to attend the battle, I'm afraid... The process of the mechanical arm replacement to fit for a battle is... Tedious, at best." Angel scoffed. "I should've warned you about her, if you hadn't awakened her Demon Form you would've been FINE!" Angel glared at Timothy. "You also revealed to her that we've been experimenting on our soldiers...." Suddenly, Angel pulled out Excalibur and placed it to Timothy's neck, before putting it away soon after. "Fools." "I have a suggestion..." The 7th Exorcist spoke. Angel glared at the man. "What?" The 7th Exorcist returned the glare. It was like this for a moment, as he was still in his Knight Mode... ".... Right. One of the brothers is currently in America right now, studying the demons there. You can send him there today, if you so wished. The higher brothers are... Most strict, as you know well from Adam's training of others." Angel nodded. "Hmm....." "But for now, I must go... I must return to Tokyo to investigate on this... Omega..." The 7th Exorcist began to walk out of the room. "... Oh.... And one more thing." Angel turned to him. "Hm?" The 7th Exorcist stopped briefly. "If you lose Excalibur, don't bother reporting back to Adam about the battle." Angel growled. "I won't." The 7th Exorcist nodded before walking out of the room. Angel picked up the phone and spoke. "Yes, I need a transport for a man to America. Thank you."

~ Shinji VS Melvin! ~

Melvin walked down the hall as he headed for the infirmary. "Michael A. Malachim.." He spoke quietly as he stopped before the infirmary. "... Time to die." Suddenly, the door opened and a man walked out, holding some chicken in a bucket, and eating away at it happily. He wasn't looking where he was going and so he bumped into Melvin. Melvin glared at him. "Who in the hell are you?" The man looked up, and instead of answering he offered Melvin the bucket. "Chicken?" Melvin knocked the bucket out of his hand. The man looked at the bucket, and sighed. "What was that for?" "I am Sir Melvin of the WDL... You will move aside so I can see Michael A. Malachim at once!" The man grinned widely. "Nice to meet you Melvin, my name's Shinjei Kintaro. Mikey ain't takin' visitors anymore, sadly." "That's too bad..." With that, Melvin hit Shinjei across the face. Shinjei fell to the floor, right next to his chicken, his backpack hit the floor first and Shinjei sighed. "Always the face, man." Shinjei looked up at Melvin and glared. "Douchebag." Melvin walked towards the door Shinjei came out of. Shinjei grabbed Melvin's foot in an attempt to stop him. Melvin stopped and went to kick Shinjei away. Shinjei rolled a bit before coming to a stop right next to his backpack as Melvin kicked him. "Prick!" "I am done playing games. I will kill you next time you try." Shinjei just lay there.

While Melvin's back was turned, Shinjei was fumbling with his backpack, pulling something out of it and then strapping it on. Melvin sighed and turned around at this. "What now?" That's when a gigantic metal fist went to grab him by the face. Melvin quickly drew his sword out and made a cut in the palm of the metal fist. "... What trickery is this?" "Trickery, oh no? Just the intelligence of a Kappa condensed into a Backpack~" Shin's tone was mocking as he picked up his bucket of chicken, which he had luckily forgotten to re-open when offering to Melvin. "I'll beat you by the time I finish the Chicken, alright?" "... You have a demon in that backpack?" "....No, dumbass. What I DO have though, is a Particle Cannon capable of leveling mountains in seconds, a laser-wire shooter, an electro-magnetic Blade and another bucket of chicken, among other things." ".... You what?" Shin sighed. "Fight me and find out, if you dare~" Melvin pulled out a gauntlet at this and put it on. "I have all this and you pull out a Gauntlet? Laaaame." Melvin clutched his hand as a demonic purple aura appeared around it. "Still laaaaaame." "Come at me then..." "What's the point if I can just stand here and stall you anyway?" Melvin turned around and went to punch the door at this. Shinjei whacked at him in the face with the metal hand.

Melvin blocked it with his gauntlet, the gauntlet easily holding it's own against the metal hand. Suddenly, another metal hand shot out and hit Melvin in the stomach. Melvin leaped up at this, slicing it with his sword as he then punched it with is gauntlet - it began to have multiple purple cracks appear on it as Melvin landed and watched the magic show begin - multiple mechanical parts were blown off the metal arm in rapid succession. Shinjei pulled out a gun and fired at Melvin. Melvin deflected it with his gauntlet. "Yo Beel? Game-time!" Suddenly, before Melvin could react, Beelzebub appear and slammed into his shoulder in her spear form. Melvin looked at her as he pulled her out of his armor and threw her towards the door. "You are only experiencing the warm up... Soon this gauntlet will have enough magic to destroy machines with a single touch." Beelzebub reformed into her female form, hefting a Machine Gun that looked oddly like a Browning. "What now, Shin?" Shin sighed. "Time to bring out the big guns, I guess." From the backpack popped up a small box, attached to a cord. "I will not allow you to use any of those." With that, Melvin held out his hand, and the Gauntlet started to send several magic blasts at them. Beelzebub turned into her spear form and Shin deflected or destroyed every magical blast. "Doone~" Suddenly, the box expanded and turned into a massive cannon that pulsed with magical energy. "Hide and Seek, Beel?" With that, Beelzebub shifted to her human form and started firing at Melvin.

Melvin furrowed his brows as his armor started to shine as the bullets hit it. If she aimed for skin, he simply knocked it away. "I will turn in this demon, and then kill you!" Shinjei simply grinned and fire his particle cannon straight into Melvin. The sphere would hammer straight into him, burning away his armor for a few seconds before exploding and sending him flying. Melvin hit a wall as he shook it off and turned a few knobs on the gauntlet. "Very well... Max bonding." With that, his veins on his arm would turn purple as his arm started to buldge - it also started to turn demonic and pulsate. "Pffft, Demon-killing Organisation... Uses Demon Power.... Hypocriiiites!" Melvin held out his hand as he sent more powerful magical shots at them. Shin then sent out a shot from his Particle Cannon, catching Melvin's shots and flying towards him and exploding. Melvin moved out of the way at this - his speed increasing as he sent a large magical shot at them. Shin fired repeated shots at Melvin. Melvin held out his hand as the purple aura came back - now taking the hits of each shot as it started to absorb the magic. Each time his arm only got bigger and bigger, looking more powerful with each shot it absorbed. Then Beelzebub shot him with her non-magical rounds. Melvin moved out of the way of those - his speed increased enough to match that of a Lightning Demon's. "I have absorbed enough magic to destroy that machine... It is futile to resist..."

Shin sighed. "Yeaaaaah, no." With that, a spray of Holy Water rained down on Melvin. Melvin rose a brow as he was hit, blinking as he looked around. "Fire Alarm went off, I activated it on you. Derp, sorry." "I don't see how I'm in trouble." "Your arm should start stinging soon enough, I think." Melvin rose his hand up, sending a magic blast into the roof above them - destroying the sprinklers. "You were saying?" Before Melvin could react, a metal fist slammed into his jaw. Melvin was sent back into a wall behind him. "Shazam mofo!" Melvin stood up, now his arm bodybulider sized. Shin smirked, a plan forming itself in his head, before he shot into Melvin repeatedly. Melvin furrowed his brows, absorbing the magic like before. Shinjei kept shooting into him, watching Melvin's arm get bigger and bigger. ".... Uh-oh, I should of seen this ahead of time." Shinjei charged up a massive shot, aimed straight at Melvin's arm, and fired. With that shot absorbed, his arm suddenly exploded, sending out powerful magic all over the hall. Shinjei spun around, away from the explosion and Beelzebub vanished. When it was over, Shin turned around and looked at Melvin. "Ouchie." Melvin stood there, now looking very close to a statue... His arm obviously gone along with the gauntlet. It was highly unlikely he was still alive after this. Shin just stared at the man, eyeing him suspiciously. Then cracks appeared all over Melvin's statue... Before it all shattered into pieces and dust.

Raphael stood in the center of a room in the WDL basement, watching people in several tanks as he furrowed his brows. "Damnation indeed... Those gauntlets containing the Chimera Formula aren't doing as expected. Only Sir Melvin has used it to it's full power, and he has been reported missing... Damn those Renegades to the pits of hell!" He slammed his hands on the table in front of him as he looked up and rose his brows, vital signs being reported. "Oh damn it, not now... Tell Angel it's Samuels' original again. His vital signs are starting to change... Ever since Samuel died, this has been happening. I'm going to have to talk to Angel when he gets here with that scum."

Angel had been busy fretting over the whole Kallos Business before going back to the Chimera Testing Facility located under his Academy. He stepped inside and looked around, finding Raphael in the center. "Report?".

"Sir, it's Samuels' original again. His vital signs are acting up again... I don't think we will be able to restrain him this time."

Angel sighed. "Well then we shall simply take him under our control and give him a dose of the Chimera Formula as well. Simple really. We shall also make sure he is on our side, the same way we manipulated Deon". Angel looked over the room, and grinned. "Such a good Doctor".

"Sir... You do know he is half demon, right? Think of the side effects... Samuel was literally created to host the Chimera Formula from the reports... What if something goes wrong?"

Angel looked at Raphael. "No matter, he will be under our control..... Awaken him, the sedatives should keep him calm enough".

Raphael sighed out. "You heard the boss! Wake the poor boy up! And... Make sure he believes he is still Samuel D'Brightaine. We can't have him remembering he is Devin Namach!"

Angel grinned as the numerous servants rushed to do his bidding, and he grinned. "This is going well".

Raphael nodded. "... While this is occurring, I will send out the others to scout the area for Kallos or any of his men. I will return when you need me..." With that, Raphael spread out his angel wings and flew out, wasting no time with each beat of his wings, sending angelic feathers falling behind him. Angel looked at the angel for only a moment, then turned back to the men pulling Devin out of the tube. "How is he?".

Devin winced as he clutched his head, "He has a splitting headache, thanks for asking."

Angel looked at the man and spoke again. "Tell me your name".

Squinting at the blur in front of him, he replied "As if you don't know already." In truth he was having trouble remembering much of anything, the feeling of his head splitting in half making it hard to concentrate.

Angel smirked. "Right, Samuel my brother! How are you aside from your headache?".

He winced again as his headache spiked in time with the words. "Well the headache seems to be the worst of it, but both my legs could be broken right now and I probably wouldn't notice." Slight exaggeration never hurt anyone.

Angel nodded and produced a vial from his pocket, grinning and throwing it to Samuel. "This should help, it's an... energy booster". Angel smirked and turned away before grabbing something off of the table. "It works best if you inject it straight into your bloodstream, so the neck should do fine".

Devin grabbed the small container from where it landed in his lap and was about to pull the stopper when Angel spoke. He grinned and replied "I was just gonna drink it, but ok." He felt around blindly for a moment and then said "Someone pass me a damn needle." Another blur moved in front of him and He felt the cool glass of the syringe in his palm, then He squinted in concentration as he filled the syringe from the vial, flicking it a few times so that he didn't die and then plunged it into the vein in his elbow. Devin sighed in relief as his sight cleared up and the pain from his headache receded. "Much better, i'll have to get the recipe for this off of you sometime."

Angel simply smirked. "It's not my recipe I'm afraid. A good Doctor stopped by and gave it to me. Now, how're you feeling after taking the dose?"

A man appeared beside Devin, examining him and dotting down things on a notepad. Devin opened his mouth to reply, then snapped it shut again as he took in his surroundings. "Nice digs, this your top-top-secret super-duper science lab?" He walked over and examined the giant glass tube he'd just been pulled out of, "You had me in one of these things? No wonder I had a headache, small spaces never did agree with me." He looked back at Angel "Oh, I feel pretty good now actually, like I've got some extra energy to run off, which I probably do depending on how long you had me in that mother-of-all-test-tubes"

Angel smirked. "Indeed this is, although this place doesn't exist". Angel smirked. "It's good to see you up and running again, Samuel". Angel nodded to a nearby Scientist, who tapped Devin on the shoulder. "Sir, we need to run some tests if you will allow us. Then we will show you back to your Quarters for some rest if you wish".

"Sure thing buddy, what kinda tests are we talking about?" he replied. The man simply handed Devin a piece of paper and motioned for him to follow. "Hmm, blood test, reflex test, MRI, this all seems pretty stan- wait, what's a 'Diolithic Extrapolating Radio-Pulse' Doc?"

"Derp!" replied the nameless minion.

Devin blinked a few times, not sure if he heard correctly "Did you just say Derp?"

"Indeed, my good man. Derp is one of the most important tests we are going to run on you."

Devin just sighed and palmed his face, "If you say so Doc."


==SOME TIME LATER==


Devin looked around curiously, standing at the mouth of a long dark hallway that might have been grand and impressive at one point but now looked dank and worn. "The fuck are we doing here?" he said to the person next to him.

Angel walked forward at this. "You will see... I am going to show you a great example of what we, the WDL, are capable of. If you will follow me... And do try not to listen to the screams you hear. They are demons calling out to you, trying to trick you and bind you to be a slave."

Devin eyed the numerous side doors warily, expecting a Demon gimp to suddenly burst out of one and try to drag him inside. "Riiiiight, so this is just the build up to some grand point you are trying to make that will fill me with faith and fanaticism?" He barely managed to contain his snort of amusement.

"You have been faithful, brother... If it weren't for your prayers, you would probably be dead right now."

Devin made a neutral 'Hmmm' sound in the back of his throat as he followed his brother through a door that looked in much better condition than the others in the hallway. "So what is so important to the WDL that you keep it in a place that looks like its seen less action than a dick-less hermit?"

Angel stopped before a door. "... Well, I believe this will answer everything. His name..." Angel rose a foot and kicked the door open. "... Is Deon Morris."

"Oh great, it's the Douche-bag again...". Deon looked up from the floor, his eyes glittering with amusement. "So, what 'torture' will it be today, eh? Oh, and nice to know how much you love me".

Devin looked between the two in obvious confusion, "I thought this guy was on our side? Or at least, not on theirs."

"He is a demon... A scum of the earth who must know his place." Angel then turned back to Deon at this. "I'd like to introduce you to my brother... Samuel D'Brightaine."

Deon blinked, before grinning. "Ohohohoho~ Nice to meet you, Samuel. IF that's your real name of course~". Deon smirked, and spoke to Angel. "Better than using a false identity, eh Angel?". Deon grinned at the mockery of Angel's name.

Devin frowned at the chained man, then at his brother. "This is why you dragged me here? So we could play twenty questions with this fuckmook?" His eyebrows rose as something occurred to him, "Or did you want me to kill him for you?"

Angel smirked at this. "Oh you can't kill him." He said, before suddenly grabbing a spear next to him and throwing it at Deon's chest. Deon glared at Angel as the Spear went straight through his heart, and he sighed. "The fuck, man?". Then he smirked. "So 'Samuel', how long have you been serving the WDL?"

Devins' eyes widened, "Long enough to know that a spear to the heart kills just about anything." He leaned down to examine the apparently mortal wound. "How are you doing that, wait - scratch that, where in the seven circles of Hell can i get me one of those?"

"Fortunately... He is the last of his damned kind. Don't get too close though... He likes to spit at people like a camel. It's the only thing intelligent enough he can be on par with."

Deon smirked. "Says the man who works for the Company I've evaded for over 1,000 years".

"And look at you now... Responsible for the death of your kind."

"Responsible in what way? For letting Humans go on a killing spree?".

Devin pulled the spear out of Deons' chest and examined the tip closely, "This spearhead is Seraphim Steel, the holiest of metals, why isn't your flesh burning?"

Deon simply smirked. "A Magician never reveals his secrets".

Devin smirked right back and started stabbing him in other places that would normally cause a severe case of death. "Then I shall just have to search you for the answers."

"Enough, Samuel... You cannot do anything to him. I have already taken out his heart, and, well... You can see it's only made him smell worse after I crushed the damn thing."

Deon grinned. "So you let them Brainwash you, eh Devin? Tell me, do you know who Hikari Scarlet is?"

Devin frowned at his brother, then at the bloody grinning fool on the floor and jabbed him in the neck with the spear one more time. "We ask the questions here Mr 'please-stab-me-again', not you." He turned back to his brother "Is there any particular reason we came here then or were you just trying to discourage me from making friends with people like him?"

"A little of both." Angel admitted, walking over to Devin. "Hold out your hand."

Deon snickered. "...Heh, 'Brother'....".

Devin held out his hand warily, keeping the spear ready to stab the asshole on the floor if he tried anything. Angel put down an empty syringe into his hand. Deon knew it all too well. It looked exactly like the syringe Samuel had used to inject himself before. "Take this... And plunge it into his heart. Draw out as much blood as you can, and when it is full... Stab it and inject it into your right arm. Preferably where you can see a vein."

"Pfft, Demon hating organization... Using demon Blood...". Deon smirked. "Hypocrites".

Devin smirked as he drew the blood, "All's fair in Love and War." He looked sideways at his brother as he rolled his sleeve up and then plunged the needle into his elbow, emptying the thick red liquid into it. At this, Devins' veins started to glow red as his arm started to shake violently, feeling like it was burning itself as an aura appeared around him, violently growing in power as his body was suddenly filled with an incredible amount of pain. He couldn't hear, his vision became blurry.

Angel watched Devin start to fall, grabbing the syringe and throwing it aside as he chuckled. "Perfect... As I hoped... The blood is making the Chimera Formula start to go berserk inside his body. Oh, I tried to think of how to make Deon Morris serve me... And then it hit me. Make him responsible for another death. How was it, watching your race die before your eyes? How was it, watching your master die? How was it... To watch Samuel die right in front of you? They all died... Because of you. And now... You have just poisoned Devin Namach, the REAL one."

Deon growled. "Angel, I swear. You're gonna pay for all of this... How did you even GET the Chimera Formula!?"

Angel smirked. "Why, you can't tell?"

"........No way....".

"It was a gift, after all... I only expanded the gift as it was intended to be used."

".....So he's actually serious this time... Fuck..."

"But enough about the Formula..." Angel turned to Devin and smirked. "... What a sweet face to make as he slowly begins to go closer to death's door... How lovely, don't you agree? You have seen people die so many times... And now you lay here, watching Devin suffer as his mind is slowly broken." Angel lazily glanced at his watch. "Only one minute left until his body explodes into a permanent mutation... Tick, tock, tick, tock. Time is running out."

"That's a good song, actually". Deon looked up at Angel and spoke. "Once I get free from these chains..."

"Fifty seconds...."

"...."

"Forty."

"Thirty seconds... Do you admit submission to me yet, Deon?"

"....No....".

"We'll see... Twenty seconds. You have that long to decide."

"..........I hate you so much....".

"Eighteen... Seventeen... Sixteen..."

"..............".

"Thirteen... Twelve..... Eleven..... Ten."

".............".

"Nine."

"Eight."

"Seven."

"Six."

"........."

"Five."

"...."

"Four."

".........."

"Three."

"........"

"Two."

".........."

"One...."

".....Fine.....".

"Fine what, Mr. Morris?"

"Fine.... I...." Deon visibly struggled with the words. "I....."

"You -what-?"

"The Executioner submits...".

"I never asked for the executioner.... I asked for Deon Morris to submit."

"Fine. I submit"

Angel smirked and pressed a button at this. "That's better.... Now he will regain control..."

Devin twitched and flopped around on the floor pathetically as his insides sorted themselves out. Angel chuckled. "... Only a fraction of the Chimera Formula remains in him. But that fraction can become bigger if I injected more... But that won't happen as long as you do what I say, Morris..."

Devin groaned pitifully as he blearily opened his eyes and tried to take in his surroundings. Angel turned towards Devin at this. "Rise... Devin Namach. You have done well." Devin struggled into a sitting position propped up against the wall, he took in the bloody and chained form across from him and the pompous asshole in the doorway, then looked down at the syringe and spear lying on the floor.

"Fuck me, that must have been one hell of a party."

Deon looked over at Devin. "Back to Devin now, eh?".

"No party, Devin... I imagine you remember Arthur, the man who recruited you into the WDL?"

Devin squinted at Deon, "Hey, I know you! Pinky right? I didn't recognize you without a couple of guys beating the crap out of you." He turned to look at Angel, "Yeah, I remember Captain Self-Righteous and his merry band of sycophants." He turned an unnatural pale as the blood drained from his face. "I also remember a blonde psycho-bitch playing head games with me in a limo." He frowned at the floor, "That actually happened didn't it?"

Deon laughed. "Oh man, is Pinky the best you can come up with? That's not even my real name!". Deon snickered.

Devin shrugged carelessly, wincing when his muscles protested. "I heard the stuck up biker-chick call you it and it just seemed appropriate." He glanced at Angel, "So, what the fuck guys? Who volunteered me to play hamster for your little white-coats?"

"It was Arthur's last test for you... To see if you were worthy of becoming a true member of the WDL. A true exorcist. Arthur is gone now, and I lead in his place. He has a reward waiting for you, all I ask..." He paused dramatically. "...is that you transform."

Devin nodded thoughtfully, "Is that all?" He asked nonchalantly. "Why didn't you ask earlier? Here let me just-" he struggled to his feet "-prepare myself." He reached deep into his jacket pockets and then pulled both hands out with his middle fingers raised. "Oh look, it seems you don't have the required skill points to make me transform."

Deon laughed at this, and spoke. "Oh man, I like this guy!".

Angel frowned. "So you would rather let a powerful weapon go to me then obtain it yourself?"

Deon looked at Angel. "...Weapon?".

Devin kicked Deon in the leg with what little force he could muster, "That's for fucking me up with your blood." He turned back to Angel, "Trust me, if I knew how to become a bad-ass Hellspawn there would be a lot more dead people in this room."

"Do it anyway. Or the weapon Arthur wanted you to have will be long gone."

Deon smirked. "Hey, I ain't the dickhead who took it without reading the warning labels! In other words; You done goofed!"

Devin ignored Deons' taunts and focused on the most important things, getting his hands on whatever Arthur 'I'm-the-strongest-man-in-the-world-except-i'm-dead-now' wanted to give him, and how the hell he was going to get away from this crazy motherfucker. "What sort of weapon are we talking about?

"Well... Imagine something like a sword. But that's all I'll tell you. Transform - now."

Devin glared at the self-important shit-stain in front of him. Who the hell did he think he was to order him about, the last guy who tried that got a knife between his ribs. 'Enough of this dicking around, I'm gonna rip his head off and shit down his throat.' As he though this Devin's body twisted and rippled, his muscles and bones shifting and growing into a demonic parody of an exoskeleton. With a thought Devin willed himself across the space between them, reappearing with an angry hiss. His burning yellow eyes conveyed a very clear message to the human as he raised his clawed hand to strike. Angel drew out Excalibur in a blur and pierced it's tip into Devins' chest. Pulling it out just as quick, the form Devin was in shattered and the pieces were absorbed back into his body, all the while Angel lazily put Excalibur back into it's sheath.

Devin screamed bloody rage as he fell to his knees, the shock of transforming and then shattering being too much for his already weakened form. He glared defiantly at Angel, "That's the last time you stick me with something dick-wad, now give me what is mine."

Angel smirked. "I am sort of impressed. You were able to take control... But, do you feel, better now? Almost... Reborn, in a way?" True to his word, Devin was slowly feeling better... And with it, he felt power. Power he had never had before. His body felt lighter, he felt like he could jump higher then ever before.

"I don't know how strong you have become, but, as far as I understand... When a demon takes control over his demon form, he gains some sort of... Power up, if you will. Now, I do believe I owe you... A reward. So, why not give you two?" With that, Angel snapped his fingers and the door they entered in opened with four figures walking in, holding two wrapped objects...

Devin rose to his feet slowly, not quite trusting anything at the moment, having gone from excruciating pain to blissful numbness and back again so many times today that he had lost count. He walked over to the four new figures and motioned to what they were carrying. "Come on then, show me what you've got."

One of the figures hissed from behind it's helmet at him as it and its partner slowly placed the larger object down first. "You will recognize this object as a sword... Open it." The two figures hissed again, and unwrapped the bindings to reveal a familiar sword laying there.

Deon watched the entire scene unfold, and sighed. "Great...."

"I believe you will sort of know this Sword." Angel glanced towards Deon at this. "After all.... The phoenix over there use to wield it, before I took it from his sheath."

The two other figures came forward and placed the other object down, throwing the bindings off to reveal two pistols that were smoking. Upon the bindings being released off of them, they gave a demonic growl as a sinister aura came off of them.

"Constructed, just for you... The newest demon weapon we've made..."

Devin reached in and picked up a pistol in each hand, hefting them slightly to get a feel for their weight, before settling them on his hips where they stayed of their own accord. Then he went over to the other weapon, the legendary Mokou, picked it up and swished it around a few times, before smirking at Deon and slapping it onto his back, where it stayed as if sheathed. "I'll take good care of this for you, until you find you have need of it again." Then he remembered the spear still lying on the floor and snapped his fingers, causing it to fly towards his hand where he caught it in mid air and then slung it over his other shoulder, point down and stuck fast. "Well, it's been a pleasure gents. We should do this again sometime, how about never?"

Angel smirked. "Oh no, you seem to be mistaken. By accepting those weapons, you have just promised to fight tomorrow... And if you don't show up, well... It's not going to look good for the Namach family."

Devin burst out laughing at the piss-poor attempt at a threat. "Oh you poor misinformed bastard. What makes you think I care what happens to the 'Namach Family'?" He wiped a fake tear of mirth from his eye. "They can burn in Hell for all I care, I washed my hands of them a long time ago."

Angel frowned at this. "... So you would rather die then fight for me?"

"At this rate it looks to me like I'm going to end up dead one way or another, I've almost died twice and the day's not even over yet. What exactly do you expect me to fight anyway? It's not like I know how to use any of the stuff you just gave me."

"How about your former friend... Ashley Clade?"

"The whacked out biker-chick? That bitch has more issues than playboy magazine, why would I fight her?"

"What would you want in return for fighting for me? Name it, and I can give it to you... Perhaps I'll even let you have the dumb girl as a token of my gratitude."

Devin frowned thoughtfully for a moment before speaking, "Now I know you've got it in for me. Not only do you want me to stick my neck out for you again, but the incentive you offer is a crazy-woman who's more likely to slit my throat while I sleep than give me the time of day." He laughed humorlessly. "You cannot give me what I want, but if the choices are fight or die, I'll fight and take what I can get." He paused. "I had a really nice knife once, it was as long as my forearm and shiny like a mirror." He sighed "It's probably in some rich bastards display case by now." He shook himself out of his memories. "Anyway, short blades are the only thing I've worked with before so if you can get me some new steel, that would be appreciated."

"You'll fight with the weapons you've got... Unless you want to spend the night here, sleeping under a bleeding carcass."

"I figured as much, you don't seem like the accommodating sort." He glanced at Deon slumped in the corner. "If I win I get the Clade girl and I get the pin-cushion over there. Those are my terms."

Deon looked up, and smirked. "So you're gonna torture me, eh?..... Damn...".

"Fine... But you will be watching over Deon tonight. If he escapes, I will find you." With that, Angel headed for the door, the four figures following.

Devin smirked at Angels' back as he left the room, then turned around and slid down the wall until he was sitting facing Deon. "Fuck a duck, that guy is nuts." He looked up at Deon and gave a half smile, "Do me a favor and don't escape tonight, If I die then you and the Clade girl are right fucked."

Deon returned the smile, and went to extend his hands before realizing his chains wouldn't let him. "Well, I'd better introduce myself properly, eh? And trust me, I'm fucked either way. I'll be sitting tight anyways." Deon smirked. "Right, Deon Morris, Leader of the Spec Ops Division of the Renegades. Nice to officially meet ya, Mr Namach." Deon smirked. "Or should I say, 'Little Bro'?"

Devin shrugged carelessly and leaned his head back against the wall. "Say what you like, it makes no difference to me." He fixed Deon with an intense stare. "They all hate you but most of them don't know why, they just hate because they are told they should." He snorted. "Zealots. What do these Renegades do that makes them different from the wankers around here?"

At this, a loud roar could be heard, along with some grumbling that passed by them. "Deon Morris... Gaea will crush you.... Gaea knows you are near.... Gaea will snuff you out like a bug." The giant form of Gaea walked by, restricted and dying in his current form, Gaea was dragged along towards a near by cell.

Deon smirked. "Well for starters we don't lock innocent people up or-.... Well shit, it's Him again..." He cupped his hands around his mouth. "YO GAEA! IN HERE!" He snickered. He could use this to his advantage.

Devin just raised an eyebrow in silent question.

Deon looked to Devin and grinned wider. "Let's just say he's an... old acquaintance of mine." Deon laughed a little, and continued. "The Renegades believe that it's not what you are that makes you, but how you act. We give everyone a fair go even if they're a Demon, and we only act if they're a proven threat to Humanity or other stuff. Think of us as the WDL, except less wanker-ish and less enthusiastic to lock people up. It's... hard to explain, actually..." Deon smirked. "It's been a while since we last saw each other. What've you been doing?"

Gaea looked over at them and growled. "Deon Morris! Gaea should destroy you where you lay, but Gaea has other means of doing so!"

Deon smirked. "Love you too, babe."

Devin smiled faintly at the description of the Renegades. "Sounds like you're a regular bunch of boy scouts. Me? That crazy fucker knocked me over the head the day that we got here. I've been chilling in a giant test tube since then and he only woke me up today. Which reminds me, what day is it?"

Gaea slammed his hand down at this, making the ground shake underneath them.

Devin growled deep in his throat, "Shut the fuck up you overgrown hunk of rock, we're trying to have a conversation in here!"

Deon blinked. "Well shit... I have no idea.... Hehehehhahahahahaha!". Deon laughed, and his eyes shone. "Oh man, you're not half bad, ya know?" He grinned slyly. "Funny thing is, I can leave at any time."

Gaea rumbled. "Should Gaea make another child, just so he can crush you for me? That would bring back honor to Gaea's family..."

Devin eyed the chains attached to his cell mate disbelievingly, "It sure doesn't look that way to me."

Deon grinned. "You think I want to make it obvious?". Suddenly, Deon's hand slipped through the chain and it fell, useless, to the floor beside him. Deon smirked. "Magic."

Devin's eyebrows rose towards his hairline, "Two things, Number one: how did you do that!? Number Two: what's with big and ugly out there, did you run over his dog or something?"

Deon smirked. "One, A Magician never reveals his secrets, and two...". Deon turned to Gaea. "Yo man, want a rematch? I'll beat you like a I beat those kids on CoD the other day! 1,300 to 1!"

Gaea let out a roar in response and made the floor shake again.

Deon let out a mocking fake roar and turned back to Devin. "Still confused? I'm a Half Demon, your older brother by blood. 1,300 years old and still one of the most dangerous things you'll ever fuck with. I'm also one of the last of my kind...."

"That seems rather contradictory. I poked you full of holes that would have killed anything else, wouldn't something with that sort of power be the dominant species on the planet?"

"Gaea hears you! Gaea can smell you! .... Even though Gaea doesn't have a nose."

Deon sighed. "Sadly no. We.... Well, let's just say that our genes are... pretty darn selective, just like those of a Nue. We can only breed with certain other Demons, or rarely humans, so yeah...". Deon laughed at Gaea's comment. "And apparently no brain, either!".

"I suppose that explains it, so why stay here and play captive then? If you could just waltz on out any time you like?"

Deon smirked. "As long as I'm here, the others will be alive".

"Gaea will enjoy watching Deon squirm, while his friends die by Angel's hands tomorrow!"

"What others do yo- PUT A ROCK IN IT YOU WALKING PILE OF RUBBLE!" He turned back to Deon. "What others? The Clade girl?"

"Any and all Demons in the entire Renegades. Clade, Ashley, by the way, Keilani, Sebastian, you. Probably everyone I know, actually.... Damn".

"If only the stupid phoenix knew!"

"....." Deon sighed, and summoning one of his guns, shot Gaea straight in the face. "Blockhead."

"But if I win tomorrow, then Angel has to give you to me but still hold up his end of your deal. Right?"

"AGGGHHH!! Deon uses cheap trick on Gaea! Gaea won't tell you Angel and Raphaels' plans now!"

"I hope so." Deon turned to Gaea. "Plans?"

Devin snorted, "Yeah right, Angel tells all his plans to you and I'm gonna propose on bended knee to the Clade girl tomorrow."

"Angel didn't tell Gaea! Gaea heard stupid angel boy and stupid human talking while Gaea was walking past! They thought Gaea was too old to hear them, too dead to care! But Gaea smarter then them! Gaea heard everything!"

Deon turned to Gaea. "Well waddaya know, you might've actually done something good or useful in your entire life. Feel good about it, man. Feel real good. Then tell me".

"Gaea won't tell scum like you! .... Unless.... You do Gaea a favor."

Deon sighed. "A favor?".

Devin huffed in amusement, "Here we go, let me guess, you want us to exact vengeance for you?" He paused for effect. "Or have you got an itch you can't quite reach?"

Deon laughed at Devin's joke. "Yep. Definitely my little Bro".

"Silence, scum! Deon hurt Gaea... So Deon help Gaea... Gaea knows of a special room, where demon weapons are forged. It is said this very room is where Arthur took Excalibur every day! Gaea needs the lava to survive... If Deon helps Gaea get to room... Gaea will tell you as he is preparing for his slumber over night."

Devin eyed Gaea skeptically. "How exactly will we get you to this room? You don't strike me as the stealthy type."

"All WDL soldiers and exorcists are preparing for tomorrow... The room will be unguarded..."

Deon smirked. 'Maaaybe I will."

"Gaea has all day... While you waste time sitting there... Gaea will remain sitting here until you have decided."

"Or I could just ask a certain someone for the plans whenever I like, you know. It's not as much of a one-way deal as you seemed to have thought it was, Gaea." Deon's eyes glinted mischievously, and his smiled seemed a little devilish.

"As you wish... But Gaea will enjoy watching Deon suffer as he was too late to save his brothers and sisters."

Devin snorted in morbid amusement. "You're surprisingly cruel for a talking lump of stone, you know that?"

Deon simply pulled out his other Revolver, and shot Gaea in the face again. "Silence, or I'll silence you permanently".

"AGGGHHH!!!"

There was silence for a moment before Devin finally asked the question that had been bursting to get out since he entered the room.

"So... do you come here often?"