Durian lounged in the large heavily cushioned chair, wings fanned out behind him but propped in such a way that he didn't have to hold them up. He casually watched his subjects go about their buisness. Today was a slow day it seemed. It wasn't even lunch and he had already argued his friend Armond out of the room twice, killed a hell hound that had wandered onto the castel grounds, and was generally bored. Usually Armond was a much better arguer but something seemed off with him today. Actually today was off in general, wasn't anyone going to try to kill him so he could stop being so bored?
Spotting one of his generals he called the demon over, "How are the matters with that assasins guild, any movement from them?"

"No, Mi'lord."

"What of the Dukes or Dutchesses in the other realms of Hell? Surely one of them are planning something."

"Sorry Mi'lord, the spies reported this morning and there's been no movement."

Very well" Durian waved the demon off with a sigh. Such a dull day.

Phantom walked through the castle grounds. He was utterly bored and his lord Durian was nowhere to be found. "I wanted to play a game of chess with him but I can't find him..." He sighed and continued on in his search. He spotted a servant and called him over.
"May I help you, Duke Phantom...?" the servant seemed uncomfortable around him, not that he really cared.
"Where might I find some cake..?" Phantom sighed, bored. He shifted the collar to release some heat but showed some more of his neck.
"R-right this way..." The servant blushed deeply and led Phantom to a garden table.

Out of bed, in the shower, dressed, a apple grabbed, out the door.
Naomi's day had started fairly normal. She was currently walking down the sidewalk towards school, her leather book satchel hanging loosely off her left shoulder. Music blarred from the headphones she wore covering her ears to block out the noise of cars passing. She dreaded going to school on this particular day, maybe because it was Monday, or maybe it was because school was so predictable. Sadly enough, even the "pop quizzes" weren't exciting anymore. They were given on the same day of each week. Woo.

Nao kicked a pebble she passed, giving a light sigh as she glanced around, spotting her school in the distance. Other students were crowded around the front doors talking way too loud, pushing each other, or acting absolutely annoying. She just shook her head, slowing her pace even more as she rubbed at her right eye. That thing bothered her so bad, partially being blind in that eye, everything seemed fuzzy. It truly bugged her to the point where she wanted to scream. Sometimes she wished she could switch eyes with someone for just a day. She couldn't remember how it felt to see properly anymore.

Upon reaching the school the bell rang, signaling for everyone to start towards their first period. Sadly Nao's was Biology; Something that didn't interest her at all. With another sigh that sounded rather defeated, she began walking up the steps towards the front double doors. ' Another day, another headache.' Naomi thought sourly, reaching the door and grasping its metal handle. This day couldn't end soon enough.

"Lord Durian, I have your daily report!" Kagamine said, running into the room, his wings trailing behind him like some sort of feathery cloak. "Dad says that if I get home early today Mom'll make me some cookies, so I'll make this quick."

Lord Durian was supposed to be an "important person", but Mine just didn't understand. Important people were supposed to do important things, but he didn't really know what Durian's job was. To Mine, he was just some weird demon-person who lived in a huge castle and did nothing all day long. But it wasn't in his position to say anything. He flipped to a page on his clipboard, taking out a pen and checking a list.

"Not much going on, not really. The whole of Hell is totally calm. No big parties, no gang fights, nothing. In Heaven, too. Seriously! Sometimes I wonder why dad does this to me all the time," Mine said, looking up from the clipboard. "Can I go now?"

Durian had perked up at the angel's appearance but slightly sulked with the lack of news. Sure it was a given that hardly anything of notice happened in heaven, but someone should always be causing some trouble in hell. Even if it was just the attempt of a human soul trying to escape from the fire pits of the first realm. He was about to give the young angel his leave when he was hit with an idea. "No. You can't go quite yet." He thought over his idea a bit further for a moment.

Lets see, seven realms of hell. He by all technicalities held control over them all, but the six realms above him were all managed by several dukes or duchesses. Currently the one he liked the least happened to reside in the realm above his own. Perhaps...

"Kagamine. How well are you at acting?" Durian smiled getting excited for what was to come. The day might just be interesting enough by the end of it, after all the death of Duke Rinador, his dear little brother, would both benefit him and cause a little chaos. It would keep his schedule busy for a few days.

Naomi had made it to her first period on time for once. She immediately started walking towards the back of the room as she shoved her CD player into her leather satchel, wary of all the stares she was getting. Smiling just barely at a few people nearby, she slid into her seat as the teacher, Mr. Frogg, began to speak. Like most times in Biology she lost interest fast, finding herself digging around in her bag, pulling out a large notebook and pencil. She pursed her lips a bit before she began scribbling along the fine lines of the crisp page.

' These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which as they kiss consume. '

' Good night, Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow. '

' What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. '


Nao continued to write lines from the famous play, 'Romeo and Juliet' by William Shakespeare, the ones she remembered that is. There was nothing better to do. It was either that, or listen to Mr. Frogg go on about how to dissect a frog. How ironic was that? Very, in Naomi's opinion, but then again she had a very "weird" sense of humor, which she kept to herself half the time. 'I hope he doesn't want us to dissect him. ' she thought sarcastically, glancing up from her notebook to see the teacher draw something that was suppose to be a frog on the dry-erase board. The scary thing was, Mr. Frogg did look like a frog.

"Aw... But he said they were double choco chip!" Mine whined. But maybe Mom'll give me more if I help Durian... He sighed.

"Kagamine. How well are you at acting?"

" I'm great! ...Why'd you ask?" He decided to sit down on another couch. Folding his wings in he crossed his legs and watched Durian, wondering what he was thinking about. He should probably call Dad to let him know...

Casually, as if he was talking about the weather, he replied, "I'm going to kill my brother, but as you probably know he wouldn't just let me waltz in though. All that drama from the Christmas party last year, you know, he seems to think I have it out for him. So I want you to knock for me." Durrian nodded to himself. "I want you to tell him that the new prince sends him a gift. Feel free to improvise of course, I just need to get close enough."

Sure his job was to maintain order, but with Armond's help this place was about as peaceful as heaven. The death of his brother would first cause a bloody struggle for power. Then when someone got angry they didn't get the spot they'd lash out after him and make life interesting again.

Phantom's hand stopped. Kill his brother...? Only for fun...? His smile grew wider into a wild grin. Oh my dear lord... You should have asked me...! But I guess it will be fun to play my part as well... He waited a bit before knocking on the door. "Mi'lord..? Are you in there..? One of the servants told me you were in here...!" He called out softly. He wanted to seem still very child-like, which he was.

Trying to hide his grinning, he called out again. "Well, if you are in there, I only wanted to play a game of chess with you. I know you'll beat me again..." Actually, he was the best chess player out there but he always let Lord Durian win. Why, he'll never know...

What?! But you can't kill people! And why do I have to help?! Mine wanted to say.

"You're joking, right? Well, whatever. I'm gonna have to ask my Dad. He handles packages and stuff like that. I only do reports and messages." Mine helped himself off the chair and wrote something down on his clipboard. He flapped his wings lightly and folded them tightly against his back before taking out one of his handphones and looking through the messages. Good. Just a few more things to do and he'd be free! "Well, I'm gonna go now. Later, Durian!" Just then he heard someone calling Lord Durian from outside the room. It sounded familiar... a former customer, maybe. He opened the door.

Steping out of the steaming bathroom after a shower, Armond steps out towards the balcony of his bedroom. Everything seem way to peaceful to his likeing. Its nice that everthings in order but its been goin on way to long, things were getting really dual around hell. Now that he thinks about it hes been seing less and less of friend Durian. Durian seemed to be handling alot of things all by himself without any help from him. The of this lite a spark of envy inside. "Lord Durian."he said to himself with a snarl as he closed his curtains to his balcony to make the room darker. He heads towards over to his bed and picks up his robe. As he ties it one of servants nocks on the doors to give him his tea. As he opens the door and allows her in to do her normal routeen with setting up the tea he asks her" So do you know what Durain may be up to today. I think may go for a walk and make an appearence since i havent heard from him n awhile." he smiles as he picks up a tea that the bat demon girl poored for him. She stops and replies in a very nerious cheerful polite sorta way. "Im sorry Sir Blackheart, but Lord Durian is speaking with the messanger angel so he be a little busy. Im sorry." He stops a moment sipping his tea takes a deep breath "Thank you that will be all." and shows his back to the servant. Just as soon as he did that the servant girl quickly pushed the cart out of the room and closed the door. "I dont get it why hasnt been informing me about anything anymore. Hes been doing alot all on his own." he throws the old book case and then a book fell out of the shelf. He roles his eyes and heads over the book to pick it up. Thats one thing he treasures is his collection of ancient spells of books and history of hell. He just cant leave his book on the ground, as he picks it up he notices that the book said possesion. "Possession" as he chuckled beneath his breath and brings up an idea. "Now that would make things really interesting." He sits back in his reading chair and lights a candle and opens the book with an idea that is just growing inside his head.

Durian mentally sighed, it would have lowered his brothers suspitions if it had been an angel at the door. As he waved at the angel and Phantom called he perked back up. Just as well! The child-like demon could pull of the act just as well, he wasn't in the mood to wait so he practically desended upon Phantom, banging the doors open to reviel the demon he grinned. "How about a life-size chest game?" He'd have to be prepaired though, so as he waited for the responce he quite litterally snapped the head off of a passing servent. He paused to wave over another sevent to 'clean it up'. Then looking at the severed head he uttered one of the very few spells Armond had tought him. The illution was cast and the head was now a replica of his own, only dead. "Does it look good?" He asked Phantom for his opinion.

Death was a rather minor annoyance for demons, after all, where should a demon's spirit go but back to hell. The servant he had beheaded would meerly be reborn, as would his brother. The bigest bennifits then would be that he was no longer his brother, no longer had his memories, and no longer in power.

Phantom almost fell back when his lord swarmed him. "A life sized game..? Sounds fun!" To be honest, it did sound quite fun. He would be the Knight... No the Queen! He smiled at his own thoughts. "How are we gonna play? How are we gonna play?" he asked excitedly. Then when his lord ripped off a servant's head, he stood, unfazed by it. He was used to death, sometimes he was the cause of death.

Phantom nodded. "Yep! That looks just like you!" he smiled poked the head. He giggled sadistically as it twitched slightly. "So what am I to do with this head..?" Phantom asked innocently. He already knew what to do but asked just to be sure. he stood waiting patiently for his orders. He was ready to be useful.

"You'll give this to my brother and let him think I'm dead." Durian said scooping Phantom up and toating him along under his arm as he gave orders to a few demons as he passed them, the rumor that he was dead would reach his brother before he did. "If you could get him alone somewhere it would be even better. Should add to the suspence if no one knows who did it." Then he headed off to pay his brother a visit.

Finishing up her duties around the house, Alvara decided it was about time to skip out to see her bestie Naomi. With her broom in hand she makes her way to the back and informed one of the helpers that she is almost finished she was gonna head out to the woods for practice if anyone asked. The old lady smiled and noded her head as Alvara left out the back door leaving the broom of the side. "Ok now for the fun part." she says to herself with a giggle as she takes of her robe revealing a pair of black litte shorts with a white short sleve top with a hood. "Now ta sneak out..." She looks around the coner and sees a couple of people talkn with garden tools in there hands. She roles eyes " Well that direction is defently not an option."she crosses arms to think and looks up and sees the old tree in towards the back by the tall fence with some branches reaching over. "That will do."she says with a smerk and goes into sprinting postion and charges towards the tree, runing up it and laches onto a branch and springs herself over the fences and lands perfectly on the other side on the side walk. With a giggle she gets up looking around placing her hoodie over her head. She heads towards the girls house but notices at the window she wasnt present." Were is she." forgeting the fact that naomi goes to school she closes her eyes with a little chant. Just a she open them she can get glimps of a trail of her order as if it were her scent trails in the the and she was the dog sniffing her out. She follows it to a school. As Alvara notices were she was she remembers that Naomi goes to school. She hits herself in the head as she walks up to one of the windows and peaks into one of the classrooms. Lucky for her she looked into Naomis class just as she spoted her she jumps and waves at the window without thinking as a teacher was drawling a diagram of a frog on the board. Waving hopen to get Naomi's attention but just as soon as the teachers look over she had the sudden rush to hide but continues on once the teacher looks away.

Possession...the idea of controling humans everymove. Armonds sighs but that happens to often and that on earth not here in hell. If it were...armond pauses for a moment in his thought and smiles...maybe if were a demon possessing another demon. Intreged by this thought he skims threw his book. Theres nothing about it that...humans yes of coarse but demons its not even heard of. He closes his eyes with the images of the possbilities of chaos he could possible create in hell if was able to do so. Then thought of Durian came across his mind. What a great joke...what a great way to...the thought of getting durain to give up his place as prince and hand his position to him pleased him. If he wanted the spot so bad yea sure he could kill him but were was the fun in that. Besides they completed one another, if Durian wasnt there who would entraintain him, argue, fight about pointless things, and also trust all at once. Besides to even make this possible would take a lot of clever work and timeing, this would then make things into a game to Armond just to see what was to happen next.

Phantom squeaked slightly as his lord picked him up. "R-right, mi'lord..." he said, as he was being carried. "B-but mi'lord, after this can we play a game of chess...?" he asked as innocently as a demon could. He really did wanna play with him cause he liked making his lord happy. Again, he wasn't sure why. After all he only wanted his power, right...? Oh well, back to the mission at hand.

"Of course, of course." Durian had no idea why Phantom enjoyed the game so much, but he was one of the few who made it interesting. He suspected on more than one occation that the child-like demon had let him win. That's what made the boy interesting, and when you can possibly live forever, interesting became hard to find.

As he landed outside of the structure that quite resembled an egyption palace he set the smaller demon down and tossed him the head. He really had no idea why his brother had chosen this particular style. His own castel was more of a strange combination of moddern technology meets fudal japan. He smiled, that was such a bloody age. Perhaps that was his brother's motive too?

"You know what to do?"

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Duke Rinador waved over a few demons to clean up his mess. Any demon in power, duke, dutchess, prince, wasn't really called on often to solve arguements. This one had been one of the few cases actually brought to him. A territorial dispute. Both demon's were too weak to actually start something with eachother and so brought it to him. He gave them both time to explain their views and upon desiding that he prefered the female over the male, he told the demon that he was wrong and killed him. Welcome to demon justice, you are either strong, know someone who is strong and are useful to them, or you most likely would die.

Speaking of knowing someone powerful, it had, moments ago reached him that his brother was bested. He had already been nervous about his Prince's perpetual boredom lately, but now that someone had killed him he was even more conserned about his position. Slinging the spear he had killed the other demon with he wondered who would be killed in the power change.

Naomi had continued to doodle and write different sayings about various things, on the verge of falling alseep. She had glanced up a bit when she saw a movement to her left, looking out the window. Alvara! Nao grinned, waving back, then immediately raising her hand when the teacher turned back around.

"Yes Naomi? I hope this is a question about Biology." Mr. Frogg grumbled, knowing how she easily got off task. Nao bit her lip, coming up with a quick lie.

"No. I have to pee," she said abruptly, causing a few people in the room to giggle.

"Pee?" Mr. Frogg repeated, a look of distaste crossing his features. "Can't you hold it? The bell will be ringing soon." he complained, looking towards his poorly drawn frog on the board.

"No! I will explode, Mr. Frogg, this is a emergency!!" Nao whimpered, and with that more people laughed, causing the teacher to sigh.

"Go," he hissed, pointing towards the door with the hand that held a marker.

"Thank-you!" she replied with a smirk, glancing out the window before jumping up and grabbing her book bag. She dashed towards the door, slid out into the hall and began running. "No running in the hall!" A hall monitor yelled, but she brushed them off going straight for the double doors. Once there she slung them out of her way and ran to the side of the building. "Alvara!" she cheered, a half-smile sweeping across her lips. "What are you doing here?" she asked with a laugh, violet colored eyes dancing with amusement.

Phantom cheered when his lord said yes. "Yay!" he grinned and flailed a bit. He enjoyed being in his lord's care. It was always fun and never ever boring. When they stopped in front of a Egyptian palace, Phantom was in awe. Wow... It's so cool... It reminds me of the one time I went to the human world... He felt himself being dropped to the ground and looked up at his lord. He caught the head which was suddenly thrown at him. He poked the head again and nodded. "Of course, my lord..."

Phantom walked into the palace gates and mentally prepared himself. He willed fake tears to his eyes and feinted fear and sadness. It worked so well, that a passing demon smiled sadly at him and handed him a piece of candy. He ran through the palace, towards Duke Rinador's room. He had to make this act believable, his lord was counting on him.

"Duke Rinador! Duke Rinador!" he cried out, clutching the head close to him. He had to make it seem like his lord was killed by some phantom and he was so scared that he ran here. He felt tears rolling down his cheeks and his breath becoming labored. He almost tripped turning a corner and was gasping for breath.