Disclaimer: I do not own Ao no Exorcist
A/N: This is my first time every writing a fanfiction so I am very excited. Since I am new, I am inexperienced and would very much appreciate your feedback. I also apologize if I don't get the character's personalities spot on but I do plan to have Rin change. I have been craving for a dark and colder Rin, so I hope you guys will continue to read. Also just a heads up, I am going to have some OC within my story.
~Hope you guys enjoy~
The overly large hallway was completely deserted not a single person passed me by. Although, it was three in the morning. The moon was still shining with radiance as the sun slept for a few more hours. I had tried countless times to fall asleep, but my mind kept wandering. A day had gone by since everyone found out I was Satan's son. The images of Shiemi and Suguro's terrified faces were engraved in my mind, and their words still harshly ringed in my ears. I still remember being forced to kneel before the Order, and how they were wary of my presence. Savior? Weapon? Demon Lord? I am no Savior, nor am I a weapon and I am definitely not a Demon Lord. They decided what I was from the very beginning without getting to know me. I didn't ask to be born this way and I haven't done anything wrong. My thoughts were faced with more questions. I could feel my chest tightening with every breath, but a clearing of a throat snapped me back to reality. Mephisto sat behind his large red wood desk. His hands folded together as he rested his chin upon them. I must have unconsciously walked to Mephisto without even knowing it.
"What brings you here this late at night, Rin," he questioned while wearing a yukata that had a floral print. It was beautifully painted with a mixture of pink and white.
I hesitated at first but the image of my blue flames scorching through the forest as if it was alive, made me come to a realization. "I want to go to Gehenna," I said while clutching Kurikara.
"Gehenna?….Hahaha," Mephisto bursted out laughing at my response. "Interesting. Why do you want to go to Gehenna?" he asked while trying to catch his breath.
"I am Satan's son there is no denying that, but Kuro who is a pure demon cried for my dad. My father raised me as his own, so why can't we just all get along?...I want to learn more about Gehenna." My grasp on Kurikara grew tighter. I could feel Kuro rub against my leg in reassurance that he was by my side. I was in such a confused state I didn't notice Kuro had followed me until now.
Mephisto rose a brow and has a large grin plastered on his face. "Yukio won't like this idea one bit," he stated as he arose from his seat while intensely staring at me.
I stared back at him with the same intensity, "Yukio doesn't understand." My voice was stern.
"Alright," Mephisto's eyes gleamed with enjoyment, "Let's get you to Gehenna." His grin was now revealing his teeth.
"R-Really," I asked surprised to his agreement.
"Sure, why not. It will be entertaining," he snapped his figures and a small pink polka dotted box appeared in his hand. Mephisto opened the box and two large scaly hands with long sharp nails pulled Kuro and I inside. My mind and senses were going numb, but I swear I heard Mephisto say, "What a troublesome little brother."
