Well, here I am with yet another new story! Bad idea? Yup!

Anyways, life has been busy, sorry that I haven't been updating my other fanfictions. That's why so many new ones are coming out because that's all the content I have available for you!

I've also been working on my own, personal story. It's called "Skykaila" and can be found on Inkitt, Deviantart or Taskey! If you have a second, please swing by one of those sites (preferably Inkitt) and give it a read, a favourite, or a review! Thanks!

The town was asleep, but for the few unfortunate souls who had been summoned for the tedious task of guard duty. The King was under a heavy state of paranoia, anxiously awaiting news from the doctor over the state of his wife and the child she carried.

"Your majesty…"

King Isshin looked up.

The doctor shifted nervously under the King's angry gaze.

"Well?"

"I'm afraid… we've found no cure."

The King grunted: a mild reaction compared to his usual theatrics. Suddenly a wine bottle was lifted from the table and thrown against the wall. Shattered glass clattered to the ground, soaked by a crimson liquid. King Isshin panted angrily, watching the liquid abandon him like any hope he'd once had of saving his beloved Queen. The doctor was about to leave, when the King's heaving shoulders stopped, and his deep voice echoed through the room, "We haven't checked the forbidden vault yet, have we?"

"Your majesty-"

"Enough! I am your King!" Isshin hissed. "And you will use whatever means necessary to save my wife!"

The doctor bowed and quickly fled.

He would return much later, when the moon peaked over the castle and shed dark shadows across the land. A book was in the doctor's arms upon his arrival to the King's study. Again, with a bow, the doctor spoke, "You'll want to come with us…"

The doctor was followed by the King, who was himself followed by two guards. They walked by candle light, cast by a single lantern and held in the trembling fingers of the doctor. They marched to the ceremonial chambers that lay in the heart of the castle. It was usually abandoned at this time of night, but instead Isshin saw three figures lit by a torch: a priest and two more guards.

"I am highly against this idea," the priest spoke, his voice aged and his eyes locked on the book in the doctor's hands. There was wisdom and, with it, fear, deep within the man's eyes.

"I don't care for your opinion…" Isshin spoke. The late night and now this journey was finally taking its toll. Isshin's speech and movements were slowing down, and his face grew pale. "If you do as the doctor says, then I will fund the church thrice as much as I am now."

The priest sighed. He was quite against bribery, however with the growing famine and increasing sinners, the church needed to money. "Very well…"

The doctor handed the book to the priest. The doctor folded his arms within his overly large, green cloak, and stepped back as the priest began to read. The priest wasn't much older than the doctor, and yet he had wrinkles where the doctor did not. The priest had his black hair tucked away behind him while the doctor's messy blond hair was combed unsuccessfully to the sides. They each shared an uneasy glance, but upon the doctor's reassurance, the priest began to read:

"Lost within mountains, buried beneath the cool ground, we ask of thee thy aid, and so our voices sound… Quaero tenebras cordibus requies cit. Afferte eum ad me in virtute requiram." The room began to shake. King Isshin felt sick to his stomach, as though all that was good in this world had been drained into the shadows. The candle and the torch flickered, and threatened to go out. When the room stopped shaking so too did the lights.

A dark figure loomed in the window, his only appearance a silhouette against the moonlight. Its dark voice sounded, "Ave vesperam. Numquid manus mea reddere tibi inquit vis?"

Isshin and the doctor looked to the priest, who alone could understand the language of the devil. He began to translate, "I-It says-"

"You seek my power?" The figure spoke again.

"You understand Japanese?" The doctor questioned.

A soft laughter bubbled from the demon's throat. "Of course… I speak every human language."

The King nodded, but didn't exactly care. "Please… come with me. I will show you what I need."

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"Well… well… well…" A thin, leathery tail swished behind the form, and its eyes glowed from beneath its cloaked form. The King had insisted it be covered up, lest anyone seen the King with a demon. "What do we have here? A baby?"

The two guards that had escorted the being to the Queen's chambers immediately placed the head of their spears by the demon's throat.

A low chuckle spilled past its white lips. Its voice echoed through the room, "There's no need for such… precautions. You have summoned me for help, have you not? And that is what I intend to give you: my aid. Tell me, you pitiful King, what's the trouble?"

Isshin was reluctant to give the demon an answer, especially since there was a knowing glint to the demon's eyes. "She's dying…"

"Put out your hands."

Isshin did as he was told. The spears pecked at the demon's throat as the demon moved towards the King. It chuckled as Isshin waved off his guards, and then continued its movements from before. The demon waved a hand over Isshin's, and two vials appeared.

"Here is your medicine, Isshin."

The King smiled, but his joy was quickly beaten by the look in the demon's eyes.

"It, of course, comes with a price…" The demon's head tilted softly, and silken white hair spilled over his shoulder. "The black vial will hasten your wife's death, long enough that the baby can be born. He will be a fine Prince, and you a proud father, but he will grow up without a mother. On the other hand, the white vial will remove your wife's disease completely, but the baby will not survive."

Isshin laughed. "So if I administer them both… it saves my wife and the baby?"

Pale lips curled into a grin that nearly split the demon's face in half. "Why, of course, but you don't want to do that…"

"And why not?"

"All good things come with a price. What do you think would happen if you cheated death of two souls?"

Isshin gripped the vials close. "Leave!"

"Take my advice, foolish King…" The demon licked its lips. "Save the boy. Let the Queen go… You've tried a number of fifteen times to conceive a child; you may never have another baby besides this one."

"Kill him!"

A deep, chilling laughter filled the room. It echoed more than it should have, mixed only with the sound of choking as the guards' spears pierced the demon's throat. The demon, still grinning, spoke while blood poured from his lips, "No human can inflict a wound that can kill me! Good luck, Isshin Kurosaki, and may wisdom overcome your stupidity!" A red flame enveloped the demon, and in a flash it was gone.