Instead of returning to Gehenna after the Blue Night, Satan disappeared and was never heard from again. Once word got out of the Ruler's disappearance, the people of Gehenna demanded a new Overlord, forcing the balance in Hell to lost its shape.
One of the party wanted a ruler with royal blood, someone from the Royal Demon Family to unit them. Another party wanted things to remain the same with a council authorized by the Ba'al working together as one body. The third party wanted to let someone new take the command and to see some actual changes. And the fourth party wanted the Blue Flames to live on. But unfortunately for them, the only one with the blue flames is a fifteen years old, teenage girl from Assiah.
Rin Okumura, Satan's only true descendant, grew up desiring only one thing; to see the world. However, because of one thing or the other, she was never allowed to. But all of that changes when she entered high school and learned of her true father's side of the family.
With Gehenna's Crowning Election; WW3; her many lives to live; and her families' business; Rin is finding it both extremely amusing yet tiring to deal with. Will Rin Okumura pull through in the end and remand the Human girl she wants to be, or will she find that her families may be right about her? And which lives will she be forced to give up?
Edit - Mar 3, 2019
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I decided to edit it because the stupid app keeps deleting some of my words (DON'T GET IT. IT. SUCKS!) and I felt that I should add a few more paragraphs and scenes so I wouldn't have to do a lot of flashbacks later.
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1994, Blue Night
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Page 1: Child
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In the middle of the night, a tall man in a white suit with a golden mask on stood on the edge of a cliff; watching as a building, consumed in bright blue flames, burned to the ground. "Lucifer...!" a voice cried from behind.
Lucifer looked over his shoulder and saw a little boy with a sickly, weak face and blue hair walked up to him. "Is something the matter, Egyn?" Lucifer asked.
Egyn stopped walking when he was next to a lone tree, "Yes, something awful!"
"Ohh...? More awful than watching everything we've work toward burn to the ground by the same flames as our father?" Lucifer asked sadly, turning back around, "... Just when I was so close..."
"Father's missing, Lucifer!"
"What?" Lucifer turned back around, this time, taking Egyn's words more seriously, "What exactly do mean by 'missing'? Are you applying that our father is no longer in Assiah..? If so, then he should be where he's meant to be, in Gehenna, ruling her."
"That's the problem...! *cough* Father's not in Gehenna, but I can't sense his power, here, in Assiah either!"
"..." Lucifer widened his eyes, before focusing every bit of his power on the area around him, "... You're right, Egyn... Father's gone..."
Egyn took on an even more worried and afraid look, "If Father's not in Assiah... and no one can sense his power in Gehenna... then where is he?"
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Elsewhere
A tall man with dark purple hair stood by on his balcony, standing before a world that was in a state of panic. Instead of watching the chaos and bright blue flames, the man, chose to continue to play with the little baby in his arm. "To think... Father went off and made yet another child. Tisk, tisk, tisk," the man shook his head as he tickled the giggling infant.
"What exactly do you mean by, 'another child', Mephisto?" a man, who had his back against the glass balcony door, asked.
"Ohh~~, that's not important," Mephisto turned around, looking at the man with white hair.
"Well, whatever. Can I just have Rin back, now? She's not yours, you know," the man groaned.
"No, not yet at least~~," Mephisto grinned, "Never forget our agreement, Fujimoto. If you can no longer stomach the little Demon," Mephisto brought the baby closer to his face, "Then she and her brother will belong to me."
Shiro frowned, walking over to Mephisto and taking Rin from him. "Yeah, sure, wherever. Just remember your end of the wagger. So long as both of them are well-behaved children and I'm still around, you won't lay a hand on either one of them. You and your family."
Mephisto continued grinning, "I have no guarantees about my brothers and sister, but don't worry. A true Demon never breaks their promises or back down from a bet... Just a little bit of last-minute advice before you go off and raise the Devil's spawn."
Shiro looked down at Rin, rocking her, "Thanks... I'll keep that in mine." After that, Shiro turned around and walked to the double door.
"Best of luck, my friend~~!" Mephisto waved, "... You'll need it."
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15 Years Later
2010, March 31
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"N- No...!"
Inside of a small bedroom; that was filled with paintings, clothing, and dolls alike; a teenage girl with long black hair laid down on a bed with a sheer, white veil surrounding it. The girl continued to toss and turn in her bed, trying her best to wake up from her nightmare.
"Those flames are indeed proof that you are the true child of Satan... Come with me, my young princess. Gehenna and Satan await!"
"You are not a Human. You are a Demon, the offspring of a Demon and a Human. And not just any Demon, you are the child of Satan."
"Wh- What!? Old man! What's going on!"
"Take this sword! It could very well be more important than your life."
"My life?"
"R- RUN!"
"Old man, what's happening to you!? Old man!"
"GAAAAHAHAHAHAH...! Finally we meet! HAHAHAHAHA!"
"Daddy...?"
"Ohh~~, how I've waited for this moment!... My name is Satan, The God of All Demons, The Supreme Overlord, and your true father."
"S- S- S- SATAN!?... W- Why am I just standing there! Get away from him!"
"Let me tell you a little something, oh daughter of mine. In order for a Demon to continued to sustain in this world, he or she needs a durable vessel. And for an all-powerful being, such as myself, that's next to impossible..."
"Umm, dude... you're in one right now. My dad's!"
"This body won't last long, so let's return to Gehenna~."
"N- No! Let go of me!"
"Become a Goddess! HEHEHEHEHEHE! Ohh~! I see so much of your mother in you~~!"
"S- Stop!" Rin turned to her other side, "L- Let me go!... "
"That's my daughter... not yours... And I'm taking her back."
"D- Dad... DAD!" Rin woke up screaming, "... hhh... hhh..." She opened the white veil, covering her twin bed and saw that everything was exactly like how she remembers it was the night before. The walls still had paintings and pictures on them, the floor was still a mess, and her dolls were still neatly arranged in the corner. "Talk about a nightmare," Rin got out of bed and walked over to her closet. She changed into a flower-theme, purple and pink kimono.
Rin walked downstairs, holding a drawing journal in one of her hands and a black scarf in the other. "Morning~~!" Rin greeted, walking into the kitchen.
"Morning, Rin," a teenage boy with brown hair and glasses smiled.
"How did ya sleep, Rin?" Fujimoto asked, never taking his eyes off his newspaper.
"Okay, I guess," Rin walked over to the coffee maker and pour herself a glass, "I had this really crazy dream," she said, taking a sip from her mug, "You'll never believe it."
"Really, what's it about?" a clergyman with blonde, spiky hair asked, with a piece of toast in his mouth.
Rin laughed, taking a seat on the counter, next to the coffee maker, "You're all there... Well, not you, Yukio, for the most of it," Rin looked at the teen with brown hair, "But the rest of you..." she looked at the grown men at the table, "You were really something. Especially you, old man."
"Was I, now?" Fujimoto smiled, turning the page in his newspaper.
"Yeah, you were like this ass-kicking super-hero, or whatever," Rin laughed.
Some of the men in the room started chuckling.
"What did you call yourself again? An 'Exercise' or something?"
"..." Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over at Rin.
"There was this guy... uhh... what's his name again?" Rin snapped her finger and looked up, "I can't remember but I know I saw him somewhere before... Ahem, anyway~~, you were going on and on about me being a demon or something. And get this...!" Rin looked back at her dad, "You said I was the Devil's kid! HA! Can you believe that!?" she continued to laughed, "And then you weren't you, but at the same time you were still you because Satan was speaking through you."
Fujimoto folded his newspaper and put it down on the table. "... Rin, what are you talking about?" Yukio asked, very confused and worried.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Rin pointed her finger at her brother, "And that's not all. Satan/the old man made this freaky, bloody, bubbly, black gate out of dad's blood."
"W- WHAT!?" Yukio widened his eyes.
"Umm! Yeah, that was my reaction too," Rin took another sip of her mug, "But you know, now thinking about it, I think I got that dream from some sort of horror movie I watch..." she said, opening her drawing journal and flipping through the pages, "... I know drew a picture of it somewhere here... What was it again? 'Vampire-something'~~? 'Midnight-Mystery', maybe~~?"
Fujimoto placed his hand on his face, as if he got a headache, "Urr... Rin, look," he started, "Later today, a friend of mind will be paying us a visit so..." he trailed off.
"Where is it!" Rin whined, looking over her book for the third time, "Urr!" she growled, getting off of the counter and taking a piece of toast will her, "... sigh... whatever, I'll find it later."
Fujimoto looked down at his newspaper with a worried look.
Rin watched through the church, finishing the last bit of her coffee. "Rin," Yukio spoke, entering the room.
Rin turned around, "Oh, what's up, Yukio? You need something?"
Yukio half smiled, "Oh, I just wanted to ask you some things about that dream of yours if that okay with you."
Rin shrugged, "Sure. But we better do it later. I got somewhere I gotta be."
"Okay, then," Yukio took Rin's mug, "Then how about I come with you."
Rin raised an eyebrow, "Whhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyy...? Since when do you like shopping?"
"I'm don't, but I could help you carry your bags." Rin was about to protect, when Yukio said, "And don't forget, I'm leaving later today, so this may be our last chance to spend some time together."
Rin didn't want her brother to tag along, but gave in and smile, "Alright, just don't drop any of my bags."
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After Rin and Yukio left the monastery, Fujimoto went downstairs to a hidden room. When he reached the bottom of the steps, he made his way over to an opened chess with a sheathed sword in it.
"..." To his surprise, the sword had a little burn mark on it, over the paper seal. 'Already? I thought I have a few more months?'
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Later, Shopping Center
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Rin and Yukio walked through the shopping center, having a huge amount of space between them. "Rin, slow down...!" Yukio cried, with both of his arms full of bags.
Rin, who only had her drawing journal with her, stopped walking and turned around, "Will you heard up!? There's still so much more I wanna see!"
Yukio sighed, catching up to his sister, 'Easy for her to say... she only got that book of her to carry.' "And just what else do you need to get?"
Rin grinned, "Only my school uniform~!"
"Your what...?"
Rin turned around and pointed toward a clothing store that sells school uniform. "Come on!" Rin pulled Yukio along.
Rin stepped out of the dressing room, reviewing herself in a white, brown, and blue school's uniform with a matching blue beret. "So, how do I look~?" Rin asked, stepping out of the dressing room and taking a stroll through the store.
Yukio stared at her, not knowing exactly what to say. "U- Ur... umm... which school are you going to again?"
Rin stopped walking when she was by a manikin and turned around, wrapped her arms around the model's hip, "... Only to this totally exclusive school for the artistic geniuses..." Rin winked, "Wha...? You know I always did have a knack for drawing~, painting~, cooking~~, and you see where I'm going with this."
Yukio sweat-drop, "Urr, Rin, I hate to put a damper on your dream school, but when exactly were you planning on telling me and dad about this?"
Rin rolled her eyes and turned around, walking over to the cashier, "Just now," Rin answered, handing the woman working behind the cash register some money.
"S- Seriously!? That's what you're going with!?" Yukio ran after his sister as she walked out the door, "Rin...! Get back here!"
Rin ran backward and giggled, "Naa~, I'm good." Afterward, she turned around and started running faster.
"RIN...!"
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Fujimoto paced himself back and forth across the outside of his home, with a cell phone in his hand and a serious look on his face, "... Damn it... Pick up!" After a few moments, he finally heard a voice on the other line, "Mephisto...!"
[ - "You reach the voice mail of the exclusive phones belonging to Samael, The King of Time..." - ]
"..." Fujimoto stopped walking, "Mephisto-"
[ - "... Because you were able to reach this call, that means you are either a personal friend —which I have to congratulate you on, since it takes a great deal of impressing to become one of my so-call friends~~— or a relative. If you are a relative, then please hang up and then call back right away.
Whatever I'm doing at this very minute shouldn't be that important... unless you are Amaimon, then please don't call me back unless it is something urgent... If you are a friend, then sorry~~, I'm too busy at the moment to talk with you, but don't worry..." - ] Mephisto's voice change to a sad, pouty one, [ - "... I'll be right there, wherever you are, as soon as I can~!" - ]
Fujimoto removed the phone from his ear and tightened his grip on it. A tick mark appeared in the corner of his forehead and he growled, "... Damn it, Mephisto! Of all the times!"
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Rin stopped running when she reached a light post. She turned around, noticing that no one was behind her. "Hmm? Where's Yukio?" she mumbled to herself. She crossed her arms and was about to retrace her steps when she heard the sounds of laughter. Rin turned to her left and saw a group of guys in front of a bench, in a circle, 'What's going on there?' Rin leaned forward, hoping to see whatever it was in the center of their circle.
"HA HA! These stupid animals. They come the moment see breadcrumbs!" one of the guys laughed.
"Yeah, I hear ya!" another one commented.
Rin tilted her head and started walking over to them, 'What're they going on about?' At a closer inspection, Rin saw that the group of guys, that were most likely around her age, were cutting the legs off of pigeons. "... HEY!" Rin called out to the group of boys.
"Huh?" they all turned around, seeing Rin walked up to them.
"What ya want!?" a guy with light purple hair asked. He then squinted his eyes, "... Wait... not you, Okum-" Before he could finish his sentence, he was punched in the face by Rin and knocked flat on the ground.
"REIJI!" his friends called out to them.
Unfortunately for them, before any of them could do anything, Rin grabbed the big guy on her left and flipped him forward. "You, Bitch!" the guy with the blonde hair tried to stab Rin with a knife, but she turned around in time and was able to catch it. "Huh?"
All four of the guys laid on the ground, covered with cuts and bruises. Their leader, Reiji, laid flat on his back as Rin sat on top of him; forcing him to look up at her. Rin had one of her hands wrapped around his neck and her other one pulling on his hair. "G- Get off of me, y- you crazy woman!" Reiji cried.
Rin tightened her gripped on Reiji's hair. "Listen, scumbag...!" she lowered her head to faced Reiji closer, "You're lucky I'm in a good mood today. If not, you'll be in some serious pain right about now," Rin growled.
"Y- You freak...!" Reiji returned the growl. As both of them continued to stare at one another intensely, a spark of light appeared in both of their eyes, catching the other off guard.
"RIN...!" Yukio's voiced called out.
Rin removed her face from Reiji's and turned around, "Yukio?" Rin got off of him, completely forgetting about the glowing red flash she saw in his eyes.
"Let's get out of here!" one of Reiji's friends said, helping him get as far away from Rin as possible. As they left the park, Reiji turned around and glaze at Rin one last time.
When Rin made it to the other gate in the park, she stopped and waved at her brother, who was running toward her, "Hey, Yukio! What took you so long?"
When Yukio finally reached his sister, he stopped and glared at her, "Rin, why the hell did you run off like that!?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Rin asked, "It's because I love playing tag~."
Yukio looked at his sister in disbelief. He was about to complain about Rin's taste in games when something more important came into his mind, "... Rin, are you, now, finally going to tell me about this school of yours?" Yukio lowered his eyes, putting all of the bags in his hands on the ground.
Rin rolled her eyes, "Didn't I already tell you? I'm going to a high school, starting next week, which is all about art."
Yukio squinted, "No, you didn't! And what high school? I don't remember you ever applying to any!"
Rin snorted, placing her back against the brick wall behind her, "I did... well, sort of. See here, last week during graduation, I accidentally ran into his man when I was running through the school's hallway to get back to my class. He was really hot and tall," Rin looked up at the bright blue sky, "Anyway, we started talking and hit it off really well. Turns out, he knows some people that work there and when he saw the drawings in my book, he said that I should go to this private school," Rin looked back at Yukio, "Isn't it amazing or what!? He said that I didn't even need to interview because our talk was the interview!"
Yukio couldn't believe his ears. His sister got a scholarship to a private school and actually look eager to learn. "... T- That's great, Rin! I... I can't believe," a tender smile made it way across Yukio's face, "So, what's this school called?"
"Lobelia Arts," Rin answered nonchalantly.
"'Lobelia'?" Yukio furrowed his brow as he bent down and reached for Rin's bags, "That name doesn't sound familar. Where is it?"
"Not sure. Somewhere in Paris, France."
Yukio widened his eyes, straightening his back, "'F- France'? As in, Europe and not Japan?"
"Yeah!" Rin removed her back from the brick wall, "I can't wait~! And that's not the best news. It turns out that Lobelia has a bunch of sister schools all over Europe. Including in the UK!" Rin placed her hands on Yukio's shoulders, "I can't believe I got such an amazing ofter!"
"And just when were you going to tell dad and me about this!"
"..." Rin stopped smiling and let go of her brother, taking a few steps back, "What? Didn't I already explain that part?"
"Not the picking up and leaving for Europe part!" Yukio made a confused face, "A-And how the hell can you even? You'll need your passport, something which you never have to begin with, and you'll need dad to sign a bunch of papers and everything!"
"That's what you're worried about?" Rin snorted, rolling her eyes, "Come on, Yukio...!" Rin placed a hand on her hip, "Shouldn't you know your sister better than that?" she smirked.
Yukio took in a deep breath, "... Rin... what did you do?"
Rin grinned devilishly, "Ohh~~, just somethings here and some other things there. Nothing that illegal."
"Rin... What. Did. You. DO!?"
Rin rolled her eyes again and removed her hand from her hip, crossing it over her chest, "If you must know..." she groaned, "... Remember that night when I put a blanket over the old man when he fell asleep in the kitchen?"
"Yeah." 'Where she's going with this?'
"Well~~... After I put a blanket on him, I got him to thumbprint something for me."
"You did what!?"
"Yeah, and as for his signature," Rin started to get jumpy in her spot, switching her weight from one foot to the next, "I forged it."
"WHAT!? H- How can you do something like that, Rin!?"
Rin smirked, "Easily. All you gotta do is take a picture of something with his signature on it and then trace over it... Or you could just do it by memory and practice."
"And your passport?!"
"Ohh, that? Yeah, I found it in this secret room, underneath the church."
"It took a lot of pick-locking but I did it~!" Rin clapped her hands together and smiled sweetly, closing her eyes, "Now... I think I'll go and get something to drink. You want anything?"
"..." Yukio lowered his head.
Rin reopened her eyes and brought her hands to her side, "Yukio, what's up? You're tired or something?"
"Rin, we're going home," Yukio took a step forward and grabbed ahold of Rin's right wrist.
"What? Why?" Rin widened her eyes, "Lunch not until noon. We got time."
"You do, but I don't. Now let's go," Yukio pulled his sister along.
"H- Hey! Let me go!"
When the twins made it back to their house, they were greeted by their father, who was waiting for them in front of the monastery. "And just where the hell were you two!? Why didn't you tell me you were going out!?" Fujimoto demanded to know.
"Sorry about that, dad, but Rin wanted to do some shopping," Yukio answered, dragging Rin along to their father. When they were close enough to him, Rin snatched back her wrist, rubbing the area where she was touched.
"Really?"
"And that's not all," Yukio began, without a second thought, "Rin parently wanted to go pick up her school's uniform."
"..." Rin's heart skipped a beat and she glared at Yukio in alarm, 'That bastard!'
"Wha'...!? 'New school's uniform'? But Rin didn't even apply to any high school?" Fujimoto leaned back, "Is this some sort of joke, or is Rin really interested in going to high school?"
"It's no joke, dad. Rin applied for a performing arts school in Europe," Yukio answered.
'Artistic field, four-eyes!' Rin screamed/corrected inside her head.
"Rin, is that true!?" Shiro glared down at his daughter.
Rin froze and looked up at her father, laughing, "Uhhh... umm... ahh... T- Technically it is bbbbbbbbbuuuuuutttttttttt..." Rin laughed, "... I- I got a scholarship, so it's okay! Haha."
Shiro could not believe his ears, "So it's true!?"
"Urr... ahhh..." Rin smiled.
That answered his question. He took in a deep breath, before saying, "... Rin, go to your room. You're grounded until otherwise."
Rin stopped smiling, "W- WHAT!? You can't do that!"
"I just did; now go to your room! NOW, young lady!" Shiro pointed to the door behind him. Rin was shocked, but gave in and did what she was told. Before Rin could take a full step inside the monastery, Fujimoto said one last thing, "Oh, and you're not going to that school you wanna go to so badly."
"WHAT!?" Rin turned around, "You can't do that!? That's not fair!"
Fujimoto turned around, "Life isn't fair!"
"You know I always wanted to see to the world!"
"Not today or the next you will!"
"I hate you!"
"Good! Now go to your room!"
"Errr!" Rin turned around, slamming the door behind her.
When Rin was far enough from Yukio and Shiro, Yukio let out a sigh, "She's such a handful."
"You can say that again," Fujimoto commented.
Rin opened her bedroom door and slammed it shut. "Damn it..." she mumbled, walking over to her closet. She opened it and looked at all of the kimonos she had hung, "Why, oh why, is it always the same thing? It's always, 'Watch over your sister, Yukio.' 'Go on and ask her out, Yukio.' 'I know you'll make me proud, Yukio.' 'Yukio, you're the best son a father could ask for~~!' ...And Yukio this and Yukio that!" Rin pulled out a soft pink and purple kimono, "As for me, it's all 'Don't do that, Rin.' 'Why can't you be more like Yukio, Rin?' 'You're much too young to date, Rin.' And blah, blah, BLAH! ERRR!"
Rin took off her clothes and removed the obi, kimono, hiyoku datejime, and nagajuban (1) from their hanger. Rin was about to put her traditional Japanese clothing on when she heard a knock on the door.
"Rin, I brought your clothes. You left them at the store," Yukio's voice called out. Rin froze and untied her datejime. She wore only her white nagajuban as she made her way toward the door. She maintained her stone-cold face as she opened it. Yukio smiled at his sister, "Rin, I brought you your-"
Rin took back her traditional Japanese garb and slammed the door in her brother's face.
"... I take it you're still mad about not going to France?"
"Noo...! I'm mad that I almost lost my clothes!" she mocked sarcastically.
"Rin, right now you don't understand, but this is for your own good."
"How is betraying your own sister for my own good!?" Rin barked at the door.
"I didn't betray you, honestly."
"Yeah, you just sided with our dad instead and snitch on me! AS ALWAYS!"
"Rin, you're being dramatic."
"I am not being dramatic! Anyone in their right mind would say these things when put in my shoes. Well, anyone but you!"
"... Rin..." Yukio lowered his voice, "Right now you don't understand why dad and I are so protective of you, but one of these days you will. Just try to be a bit more patient and understand."
"When!? When will I know?" Rin pleaded, "What exactly are you keeping from me this time? You and dad are always doing this and I can't take it anymore!"
"Rin..."
"Just go, Yukio... You've done enough..." Rin walked over to her bed and pulled opened the veil. Afterward, she flopped onto it and placed her face on her pillow. 'I- I can't take it anymore...'
She looked around her room, through her veil, staring at everything she had in it. From the paintings of the city of New York city she has in one corner of the room to the pictures of landmarks in Los Angeles, California Rin kept on a bulletin board, all the way to books of countries she kept on a bookshelf. '... I want to leave this place and see the world so badly... or at the very least...' Rin looked up at the ceiling and saw a huge painting of the world map that spread to every corner of the ceiling, '... Be allowed to leave this block alone...' Rin closed her eyes, '... When can I leave? Why can't I leave? Why can't I have a family that'll let me do what I want...? Why...? Just when will my life begin?'
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Rin opened her eyes and blinked. "... Ahh...!" she yawned, getting up. She looked over at her alarm clock and checked the time. 2:10. She let out a sigh and got out of bed. '... I guess I should head downstairs and get my lunch... Can't fight with them forever...' Rin groaned. She reached out a grabbed the first kimono she could get her hand on, which was the one from earlier and put it on.
Rin didn't bother to tie it but instead, just chose to stick her arms through the armholes.
"Ahh, yes. That does sound odd."
Rin made her way downstairs, with her phone in her hand. She was about to take a step on the ground when she started hearing some voices from the room next door.
"She said Satan came for her and said that she was the Devil's spawn." another voice said.
'... Old Man?' Rin walked over to the door, next to the stair and placed her ear on it.
"... My, my! Rinka drew these~?" a different voice said, "I see we got an artist in the family."
That when Rin remember she had left her drawing book back at the store. 'Shit! I can't believe I-' she was then reminded of her brother and of how he brought her her kimono.
"She was somehow able to draw the Gehenna Gate AND have a dream about Satan speaking to her... What does this all mean, Mephisto."
Rin furrowed her brow, as she continued to listen in on the conversation. She remembered her talk this morning about, but can't seem to figure out why she said all of that or remembered what she dreamed about. 'I mean, who actually remember their dream hours later?'
"Dreams about Satan, visions of those dear to her deaths, and her heart awakening... hmm, interesting. I've heard about stuff like this happening but thought they were all just stories."
'What are they talking about?'
"She wouldn't have reserve any new tacool, would she?"
"No... Rin talked about wanting one, but I never let her." Fujimoto's voice answered.
Rin was about ready to open the door and see for herself what they were talking about when she suddenly reserved a text. She looked down at her phone and read the collar ID. 'Urr. What does want?' Rin texted, 'What?'
'Meet me in the back of the shopping center'
She was about to refused when she reserved another text.
'Got a surprise'
Rin chewed the inside of her mouth, before sighing and walking over to the door. 'This better be good, asshole.'
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Time Skip
Rin laid on the dirty alley ground, as the same group of guys she fought in the park with, stood around her. Her kimono was mess-up and had blood stains all over it. "... H- Hey, w- what do you guys think we should do now?" the guy was blonde hair and a bandage on his nose asked.
"Do you think we should just leave her here?" the big guy continued.
"Tsk," Reiji, who was isolated from the group, looked towards the exit, "Kill her or have your fill with her... I couldn't really care less about that Human," Reiji said, in a different, more mature voice. He walked over to the exit.
"Huh?! You're just going to leave!?" a guy with a hook over his head asked, "Where are you going!?"
"Home." Without another word, Reiji walked away, leaving his friends and a half-dead Rin laying on the ground.
After their leader left, all of the guys looked back down at Rin. It was silent between the guys until one of them spoke up, "... Well, we can't just let Okumura go off. Her dad's a priest. So, what do you guys think we should do?"
"I don't really want to go to jail, so killing her off the list," the big guy said, "Plus we used to all be friends in junior high."
"How about we just knock her in the head hard enough so maybe if we're lucky, she'll either wake up with memory loss or think's this all some dream?" the guy with blonde hair contributed.
"Good idea."
"RIN...!"
Before any of them could go through with the plan, Father Fujimoto ran into the scene. "Oh, no!" the guy with the hood cried.
"Let's get out of here!" the big guy continued.
When Fujimoto made it to the alley, with a white dog behind him, he found his daughter laying on the ground with soulless, lifeless eyes. "RIN!" Fujimoto ran over to her and placed one of his arms under Rin's shoulder and the other one under her head, "Rin, are you alright!? RIN!? RIN!?"
The dog walked over to the two and stared at Rin with a curious look. He didn't pay any attention to the blood all over her or the torn-up kimono Rin was wearing. Instead, his eyes were locked on the daze look in Rin's eyes and the little bright blue tattoo on one of Rin's shoulders. "... So it has begun... sign... And so young, too."
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To Be Continue...
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nagajuban - the robe underneath the kimono (usually the color white)
datejime - the long fabric meant to tie the nagajuban
hiyoku - the kimono underneath the main kimono
kimono - the silky robe and main layer of the kimono
obi - the long, wide silky sash meant to tie the kimono
a/n - AND THAT WAS AN IDEA I GOT INSIDE MY HEAD. I'M SORT OF AT A BIT OF A WRITER'S BLOCK WITH MY OTHER BLUE EXORCIST FANFIC SO I'M WRITING SOMETHING DIFFERENT TO HELP ME COME UP WITH IDEAS. REVIEW AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT IT. ;)