Disclaimer:- I don't own Blue Exorcist or Pokemon.
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The warehouse they had chosen, as Lysandre had come to find, was dark, damp and stank to high heavens. The decrepit place was quite different from their usual hideouts. Why on Earth his top scientists would choose this spot for the ritual he could not fathom but for the time being he would put up with it.
Location was very important for this kind of thing. One couldn't just find a thick vein of Dragon Force just anywhere after all. The energy that ran under the ground of the worn down building was vital to this plan succeeding.
This plan had to succeed after his last one failed so spectacularly.
He had come so close to achieving his dream back in Geosenge Town that he could have tasted it... But then those meddling children and their pokemon had come by and ruined all of his beautiful plans! All those months working to revive the legendary pokemon that slept under the town was all for naught.
But that was in the past. Now Lysandre had a new plan. A better one. If the ancient writings he had been collecting were true then Team Flare would never have to worry another day in their life. These 'demon' creatures were said to be incredibly powerful and bound to obey the one who 'summoned' them into this plain. All one needed was a strong enough will (the beasts were said to rip unworthy masters apart ) but Lysandre could hardly bring himself to fret.
"Sir," one of the scientists called from below, "All the preparations are done. We are ready to start the summoning when you are."
Lysandre hummed and nodded to the nearest chanter, giving the signal all for them to start. The cloaked man saluted to him once before rushing down the metal steps and telling the rest of his fellow chanters to begin. In all honesty the boss of Team Flare thought their choice of uniform (dark cloaks, heavy chains and prayer beads) was a bit over the top but none the less left them to it.
These people believed that the creature they were trying to summon wouldn't answer their call if they didn't dress appropriately. Lysandre thought them absurd for giving a beast so much respect but he kept his thoughts to himself. This hidden cult wouldn't help him get what he wanted otherwise. One of his cloaked men started beating a drum in a low tempo and the chanters soon filled in, knowing the signal to start when they heard it.
The chanting was low, synchronized and had an almost hypnotic effect. The collective voices of all the men rumbled through the building, filling each nook with the practically palpable timbre. Lysandre found he quite liked the sound. He liked it even more, though, when the large circle drawn on the ground started to give off sparks of coloured electricity every now and then. Lysandre felt a smirk tug at the tips of his lips. He hadn't quite believed that this whole 'summoning' nonsense would work but low and behold the intricately designed circle carved into the very stone of the floor crackled with such a wild energy that he couldn't help but feel giddy.
Motioning for his assistant the boss walked towards the circle, stopping just on the edge. His helper moved stiffly, nervously, towards him and held out a knife for him to use, though he hardly even acknowledged her when he took the blade from her. Cleanly slitting his palm open Lysandre watched impassively as the blood welled in his open hand for a moment before running over the sides and hitting the ground with a soft pat pat. The circle glowed red and Lysandre started his own chant.
"Bathed in the azure light of the King's flame.
Prince of the night, successor of the flame, slayer of the unworthy
I call upon the power of the god Satan and summon you.
Hear my prayer and come to me o' Prince of Gehenna!"
It wasn't as long and complicated as the choir of chanters nor as impressive but the effect was immediate. The circle that before was only softly glowing suddenly crackled with energy. Arcs of red lightning dancing across the engravings and drawing an insane amount of life force from Lysandre. He felt like he had just run a marathon, his lungs screaming for air and his limbs absolutely aching, but at the same time he was filled with a magnificent wave of delicious euphoria. He felt as if he might drown soon. So it was with an iron will that Lysandre took hold of the circle's addictive power and snarled.
He would not be bested by some carvings on the ground. The thrice damned thing was put there to serve him and not the other way around!
The circle wavered for a second before relenting and giving Team Flare's boss what he wanted. The air in the circle gave an almighty shudder before a spark of blue flame came into existence. It hung in the air for a second, contrasting sharply with the red of the circle, before splitting in two and then growing rapidly. Within a blink of an eye where there once was two balls of flame stood two very dazed beings.
Lysandre almost thought that they had made as he gazed upon the first creature. It looked no different than those irritating brats that had ruined his plans all those months ago. He looked like an average, if a little geeky, student. Brown hair, a couple moles and glasses that hid turquoise eyes all gave off the scholastic feel but the pointed ears and brown tail were obvious hints that the teen wasn't entirely human.
But then something flickered and caught his attention. It was the other demon and it was magnificent.
Blue flames danced across its skin, concentrating on his skull like two burning horns, and fire blazed from its lashing tail. The demon had two very long pointed ears and its red and blue eyes almost glowed in the dim light of the warehouse. Unlike its counterpart, this demon was not disorientated from the summoning. Its eyes flitted around quickly taking in the sights.
"Why hello there." Lysandre said amiably and both teens stiffened, their attention entirely on him. "You two wouldn't perhaps be demons by any chance will you?" he asked even though he knew the answer would be yes. "What are your names?"
The teens shared a look but stayed silent, subtly moving closer to each other. Lysandre raised an eyebrow. Oh? Were the two related? Maybe he should ask after he got their names. The pokeballs wouldn't allow him to Command the two properly without a name to invoke after all.
"I said for you to give me your names." the boss asked once again, this time with a little more force. It seemed to do the trick though as both the demon children gasped.
"Yukio." "Rin." they said in unison. Pleased, Lysandre decided to give them a explanation as a reward.
"Welcome, my name is Lysandre. I suppose I should give you welcome and congratulate you two on this auspicious day." the boss hummed, "After all you two should be feeling very blessed. It is not every day that one is called in to assist on a world changing endeavor and it is especially not every day that one becomes familiars to one such as I."
Lysandre's grunts mumbled in agreement as the demons stood shocked. The brown haired one, Yukio, stood wide eyed and whispered 'familiar' in disbelief while Rin took on a look of disgust.
"Familiar?" Rin said in a lowly voice, reaching for his sword, "You honestly think you can summon us here to some random shit hole and we'd roll over for you? You're sick in the head!"
"Nii-san!" ah! So they are brothers! "Don't taunt them." his eyes swept around them and took in the tranquilizer guns pointed at them.
Rin batted his brother's worries away, never taking his eyes off Lysandre. "Let us go, you bastard." he practically growled and the red haired man had to hold back a laugh.
"Do you honestly think I would let you go after spending so much time and money getting you here? Oh no, Rin." he practically purred, "You and your brother aren't going anywhere any time soon. I have big plans for you after all."
Lysandre wasted no time in pulling out two purple balls from his pockets and throwing them with pin-point accuracy at the children. Rin stumbled when he tried to intercept the ball heading his brother's way but could do nothing in the end. The balls hit the boys simultaneously and they dissolved into red light that was quickly sucked into their respective capture units.
Allowing himself to feel quite smug Lysandre examined the balls with hungry eyes. He had actually prepared six masterballs for today's main event in case the beast they summoned managed to destroy the pokeballs used on it. It was nice that not only did they not waste a single master ball and they had managed to summon two demons. What utter good luck!
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It was Yukio's terrified shout that woke him up.
"Nii-san! Nii-san, get up!"
There weren't many things that honestly scared Rin. Sure there were a few things that made him nervous, paranoid or cautious but not many things made him feel true fear.
Yukio's shouts, especially one that oozed terror in a way that made Rin's blood freeze, was definitely topped Rin's list.
Waking up from a nap one day and feeling an excruciating pull at his center shocked him. Looking up from his bed and finding Yukio crouching on the glowing ground, gun's in hand? That terrified him.
"Yukio!" Rin called out in alarm, hastily jumping out of bed and grabbing his sword. "What the hell is happening?!"
Yukio looked up when Rin tumbled to the ground beside him, unable to pull himself upright. "I- I don't know! This has never happened before!" Suddenly Yukio gasped and looked at the ground with wide eyes. Rin's brows dipped slightly before following his brother's gaze.
He wished he hadn't.
While he had dimly noted that the floor had been glowing, Rin hadn't really paid attention to what the cause of the light was. Looking back now, Rin really couldn't see how he had missed it in the first place. The wooden floor was no longer the plain, faded brown colour he had grown accustomed to. Instead a red circle pulsed beneath them. Rin felt like his heart nearly stopped and he heard Yukio's breath stutter beside him.
"A summoning circle..." Yukio whispered, shocking Rin out of his stupor.
Jumping to his feet and ignoring the pull in his lungs that he now knew was the summons Rin desperately tried to pull his brother out of the circle, "C'mon Yukio! We can't be sitting in the middle when this thing activates! You know that!" he didn't respond and Rin was freaking out. "Yukio!"
Rin pulled his sword from under his bed and slashed at the circle, hoping to cut the damn thing in half before the thing finally decided to stop its stalling. Already, he could feel it pulling his energy through his feet and into the ground.
Blue fire licked at the circle but did nothing else except snap Yukio out of his daze.
Yukio's eyes had just lost their slight glaze when the circle kicked up a notch. The red switched from almost pleasantly glowing to shining harshly. The pull in Rin's chest magnified tenfold and, in a flash of bright light, their room was gone. In its place stood a dirty, musty warehouse of sorts. The Kurikara and Yukio's guns hadn't come along for the ride, leaving Yukio defenseless and Rin in his released state.
But that wasn't what got Rin's attention. No, it was the men surrounding him and his brother or, more specifically, the man in the hideous red suit that called to Rin.
Something inside of him roared in righteous fury at the man's presence. If he had been in a joking mood then Rin would have said that it was the man's awful red hair that grew down into an equally awful beard that pissed him off but he knew the reason why this guy pissed him off.
This was the man that brought them here. Where ever here was.
When the red man, Lysandre, asked for their names Rin suddenly understood why demons always followed exorcists commands. The Command filled him up to the brim and forced out any other thought. All that was left behind was the urge to obey. Yeah, he and Yukio managed to keep their names to themselves when he asked normally, the Command couldn't force them then, but that all changed when the man gave a direct command. Then it turned almost painful to keep quiet.
It at their insides and blinded them with the all-consuming need to do as the man said.
Rin hated the man then and even more so when he threw the purple balls at them and locked them inside of it. Unfortunately for him, his time in that horrible prison, was a short one. It couldn't have been long before the round metal walls split open and he was forcefully pushed out.
The room he was in now looked to be a lab and Rin felt paranoia whisper in his ears. The scientists that huddled around him, eyes wide with excitement, did nothing to reassure him. Lysandre was there too and that only served to make the paranoid whisper turn to a fearful shout.
"Why hello there Rin." Lysandre greeted, moving to stand in front of the crowd, "How did you find your accommodation? Was it comfortable enough?"
Irritation sparked through Rin's limbs leaving his fingers twitching for his sword that was no longer there.
"What do you want?" Rin asked instead, eyes roaming the equipment around him. "Why have your brought me and my brother here?"
Excited whispers broke out between the scientists, apparently they were quite chuffed that he could speak. Rin narrowed his eyes at them and they quieted down for a second before turning to one another to further discuss Rin as if he wasn't standing right in front of them.
"Now now, Rin." Lysandre smiled, "I didn't think I would need to explain to you why I summoned a pair of demons. I'm quite disappoint that you would actually need me to spell it out for you."
"Shut up!" Rin snarled, pride hurt somewhat, "I don't care what your plans are; we won't do your dirty work for you."
Lysandre hummed noncommittally and blatantly stared, seemingly deaf to the elder Okumura's words. Instead he unfolded his arms and made a grabbing motion behind him, eyes never leaving Rin's form. A scientist scuttled forward and handed Lysandre a machine that looked like a gun with a screen attached.
"Come here, Rin." he Commanded and Rin could have sobbed when his body moved without his consent. "Hold out an arm."
When Rin held out his left arm Lysandre grabbed it and put the barrel of the gun in the crook of his elbow, a second later Rin felt a sharp pain and pulled away.
"Ow! What the hell was that?" Rin demanded, quickly putting distance between himself and the red man. He glared toxicly and he put pressure on his slightly bleeding arm. The man tisked.
"Now look what you've done to yourself, you idiotic beast." he muttered in irritation, eyeing Rin's arm before disregarding it and looking at the screen on the gun.
"What did you do to me!?" Rin demanded but Lysandre ignored him.
"Oh? Now what do we have here." he addressed the scientists, "Similarities to Dark and Fire types. Prepare two stations. One for resistance and another for characteristic testing. I want to know how much damage they can take from effective types as well as any physical characteristics that define them."
A few scientists scuttled off to do as they were told while others turned to the machines behind them. Rin grew nervous as a machine with a cylinder big enough to hold a fully grown man lit up and people started to prepare oxygen tanks and a mask.
"There is no way I am getting into there. I'm not going to just lie down while you experiment on me." He growled and took a step back, scanning for the door and absolutely itching for his koma sword. It pained Rin to know that he didn't even have his sword here but that didn't mean he was defenseless. His natural powers still worked but Rin wasn't sure if he would ever seriously use them; these people, however horrible, were still human and he could really hurt them. Unfortunately, Lysandre didn't seem to have a problem with hurting him.
"You speak as if you have a choice." the man said almost absent mindedly. "Come now, Rin. We have a schedule to keep."
Lysandre snapped his fingers and Rin's left ear twitched before a dart buried itself in his arm. Rin fell but was unconscious before he touched the ground.
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Right. So here's New World Summoning version 2! if this is your first time reading this story then welcome! If you've been following from the previous version then welcome back!
I had actually abandoned the original version after reading over the chapters I had written and cringing at all my typos and stuff but I still really liked the idea of the story. So my only solution was to rewrite it and flesh out the plot some more.
Hopefully i'll get around to rewriting the entire thing instead of leaving everyone hanging at the last chapter :P