"Ah my dear, dear Jasdevi… You do know this isn't the first time you've failed, right?~" The Millennium Earl cooed in a sickeningly sweet voice, his usually happy and blissful grin now having an enraged and irritated air about it. Now, the Millennium Earl rarely got very angry. But this had been one too many failures and now because of Jasdero and Devit's defeat, the Black Order Exorcists were allowed to move forward and completely foil his plans.
Really, losing to one exorcist…How utterly pathetic.
"H-hey cut us some slack, Earl!" Devit protested from his place on the clean, white bed, attempting to hide the fact that he was scared out his mind and petrified of what could happen to the two of them. They had never fully felt the wrath of the Millennium Earl but they knew it was nothing to laugh at.
They were both currently sitting, bandaged and stitched up from their battle with Alystar Krory, on white makeshift hospital beds. It had taken about 5 weeks for them to be able to wake up from their comatose state and gather enough energy to even sit up. Little did they know that they would only have a short amount of time after their awakening before they would be confronted by an angry Earl.
"Yeah, cut us some slack, hii!" Jasdero joined in, equally as frightened as his brother.
"And why should I?~ I expected so much more from the Bond of Noah but in the end I was let down… And you know how much I hate to be disappointed."
"We weren't having a good day, I mean with Sweet Tooth dyin' and all so… We weren't fighting the best we could, right Jas?" Devit asked shakily addressing his brother to which he received a vigorous nod from said twin. "Right. So that's the reason but we could kick that vampire's ass any other day! You just wait till we're all fixed up and we'll hunt 'em down and beat the shit out of him! S-so you don't have to punish us or anything…heh." Devit added chuckling nervously, promising the demise of Arystar partially just to ensure their safety.
"Tsk, tsk~ Do you really think I'd allow you to go out and battle an exorcist again right after you confirmed how little you've improved? No, no I can't put my trust and faith into you that quickly! You should be punished first! But how…" The Earl pretended to contemplate over this "predicament" and tapped his index finger thoughtfully on his chin. "Ahha! I think I have it!" The Earl proclaimed and then, with a snap of his fingers summed three Akuma to the room. A quick glance at the demons would tell you that they were two level threes and one level four…
Jasdevi gasped in unison as they both instantly understood what their punishment was to be.
"You can't be serious…" Devit whispered, unable to form more words than that. Jasdero just sat there, his mouth opened slightly and his eyes wide with terror.
"Now," The Earl said turning to his beloved Akuma ,"Make sure you don't kill them!~ They just need to be punished is all! And as if it isn't already obvious, don't follow their orders until I give the word~"
They nodded, happy to do anything the Earl asked of them and willing to die just to please him.
"Wait just a second!" Devit called out to the Earl, trying to get out of the bed for the first time in weeks and found his legs couldn't support him. He immediately sat back down. "You cant do this!"
"Have a good evening, Jasdevi~" The Millennium Earl called back, ignoring Devit's frightened request and skipped through the double doors, not looking back.
Jasdero and Devit looked on toward the doors, hoping the Earl would come back in, happy as ever, proclaiming that they had both just been fooled and to get better soon. To which Devit would reply with a sarcastic comment and Jasdero would agree. But no such thing happened. The Akuma advanced toward them slowly, sadistic grins on each of their metal faces.
Devit and Jasdero reached for each other simultaneously and held hands. Jasdero leaned in toward his brother, careful of his innocence infected arm, and prepared for their punishment.
Damn it…Devit thought, If me and Jasdero were at our full power we could take these down easy…But we're both so weak now…Whatever. I just have to keep him safe.
One of the level threes advances first, his arm changing into an oblong blunt weapon. Devit, seeing the attack coming, forced himself with what little energy he had and got on top of Jasdero, taking the blow full force.
"Devi!" Jasdero called out, trying to force his brother off of him, refusing to let Devit be the only one being beaten.
"Shut up, Dero.." Devit said gruffly before coughing blood onto his white tank top.
Two more swift punches were delivered to Devit's stomach. He held onto his wounded area but kept on protecting Jasdero, not allowing the Akuma to touch him.
"Devi!" Jasdero screamed louder hugging his brother from behind, not understanding why he would keep taking the hits like that
"I told you to shut up, Jas…" Devit hissed. Luckily the pain relievers he was given early for his previous wounds from that damned vampire were still working so he didn't feel the full effects of the blows. But it still fucking hurt. And he sure as hell was going to feel it later.
That is if all the sense isn't beaten out of him before then..
"I wouldn't suggest coming back till the Earl calms down. He's reeeaaallly angry this time!" The level four called out childishly to them as it threw them out, both of them landing on the cold, moist forest ground. They had beaten Devit until he was unconscious then tossed him aside and harmed his brother a bit before they grew bored and threw them out. Really what's the point in hurting them if they couldn't kill them in the end?
Jasdero continued to lay on the ground a while until he was sure that Devit and himself were alone, then he picked Devit up and put his arm over his shoulder and headed forward. Where to? He didn't know. All Jasdero was thinking was that he had to find a place were he could get medical attention for his brother and that would be out of the way of the Earl for a while until he cooled off. And who knew how long that could be…
It had been the first time they had seen the Millennium earl so angry. Sure, they had pissed him off many, many times before but this completely put all the other scoldings and empty threats to shame.
Jasdero took this time to look over his own wounds which weren't half as bad as Devit's. He had deep cuts all over his arms and legs from the level two Akuma who had a spear as a weapon and was singed in certain places from the fire power of the level four (who had restrained itself a lot considering they were under strict orders to not kill the twins so was mostly there to supervise the level threes).
He stopped his slow stumbling to check his brothers wounds and cringed at what he saw. His brother also had deep cuts, along with blood dripping down his forehead, a leg that was twisted halfway to Sunday and Jasdero knew that by the shaky breathing and all the hits he got, he probably had a few broken ribs. Plus the arm that had been infected with the innocence of that fucking vampire monster was bleeding through the bandages indicating that the wound had been reopened and irritated.
Jasdero looked at his own wounded arm that mirrored Devit's and saw that it wasn't nearly as bad and had little to no blood on it.
"Devi, hang on ok? Dero will get you some help, hii!" Jasdero said, attempting to sound optimistic in case his brother could hear him. He couldn't help but feel guilty. His brother was always saving him and taking the worst of their defeats and beatings. Ever since they were kids…
Jasdero sighed and continued to make his way through the forest. From the familiar looks of things, they weren't far from a village they had once searched through on their quest to find Cross Marian. The blonde Noah quickly dismissed the thought of going to the small hospital that was located in the town. Him and his brother had raided the place and would probably be remembered and kicked out if he were to go in.
Jasdero would have grinned madly at the memory had he not been under these circumstances. Now he almost regretted it seeing as it would have given them both a place to get treated. Being a Noah gave them a faster healing ability so he knew that Devit would be alright if he just got some rest and a warm place to sleep. But still, Jasdero couldn't help but worry.
He approached the town border and stood there for a moment. He figured he would wait here and see if he could find someone and force them to give Devit medical care. Lots of people went to and from this town, even this late at night (Jasdero guessed around midnight because of where the moon was) he still hoped someone would approach the town. Someone useful of course.