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A/N: I came up with this after reading one too many Tenpou "assault" stories. It bothered me to think that he was supposed to be weakened by this. In my mind, he is just the opposite. I can only hope that I stressed that with this story. Also, this is my first time posting. I would appreciate feedback. Since this is a self-beta, I am sure there are errors of the grammar/spelling variety. Feel free to send pointers too. Thanks and please enjoy!
It is amazing to me that they think they can touch you like that and nothing would happen to them. That they could hold you down and do things to you without so much a second thought. They thought to touch you, hold you down, beat you, and rape you. They said you thought that you were too good for them, better than them.
Well, in truth, you are. You are a being to be worshipped, mind, body and soul. How dare those fools think to have their way, to hurt you? You, the sun in the sky, the moon at night, and the very air I breathe. You know this already; I never need to say it out loud. It is in the way I look at you, I would die for you. I see you, bloodied, broken...no, not broken...different. You are angry, you are vengeful and they will die, your eyes say it.
You remember their faces, the way they mocked you, calling you my wife, a whore, a slut. They will pay; you will bathe in their blood. I am afraid of you now. Not because of what you have become but what I know you can do, will do. It will not be pleasant. They should not have touched you that way; they never should have touched you. I cannot stand to see you like this. You are an avenging angel. They will never know what hit them.
You leave for a few hours, to go below for a training mission. You come back smelling of blood and death. Two of your soldiers have died. One was attacked by a demon. A surprise attack, surely, a soldier such as himself could have defended against the attack. All signs show only one demon. How could he do so much damage? He looked like he had been tortured but it had been a quick death, no one heard him scream.
You were angry and sent the soldiers to find the demon and kill him. How could they not know that it was you? You stood over the dead man, a small smirk on your face. How could they even think it was you had done the damage? You who are a god, an angel?
You move quickly to the other side of the forest. There is another one to be dealt with. It will be quick, just like the first. He tries to fight back. He is weak, surprised that you have snuck up behind him, taken his weapon like he were a child. He tries to cry out for help but the hand over his mouth won't let him. "Did you think I would forgive? Forget?" The sword drives in and out of his body. "Is this what it felt like when you took me on the floor?" The man cries, sorrow in his eyes. You are not forgiving, never forgetting. "No, you will die here. Never to be reborn." You drop his body to the ground. You smile at the carnage, at the blood. It looks so pretty in contrast to the green of the grass. You walk away from the scene.
You clean up rather quickly; no one will ever suspect you. You have been planning their demise, their deaths for days, weeks. It doesn't take as long as I thought. Even when they go out in pairs or threes, you still hunt them, kill them. Everyone else suspects the demons. Not me. I know it's you.
You have relaxed quite a bit since then. I doubt Li Touten would have suspected you would go this far. How could anyone? You were always the quiet, reserved one. You never raised your voice or hand in anger. They all thought you were weak, but not I. Never me. The sun and moon may shine brightly but we all need air to breathe. Otherwise, we die.