Thank you to the two new reviewers! I swear you made my day, haha. :D
I had half of this written when I posted the first chapter so I figured I might as well post this one too.
It's much longer than the first and more detailed. I stumbled on a lot of it too.
No idea if it's good or not so please tell me in the reviews! Thank you's very much needed.
Disclaimer: I, once again, do not own Ao No Exorcist, anything to do with Ao No Exorcist, or even the words Ao, No, and Exorcist. THAT, my dear readers, belongs to the wondrous mind that is Kazue Katou. Though I doubt she owns those words. I also don't know his...hers... IT'S gender. But who cares! 'Cause the only thing I own is this story, so don't steal!
And so,
On with the story~
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She awoke in a haze of pain, in a world of red.
Black earth and a sky the shade of aged blood the only things in view.
The short girl sat up and hunched over, holding her pounding head.
A thick mist hung heavily in the air.
Acidic in taste as she sat up to take a much needed breath.
"Ugh, gross!" Tears welling up and eyes blinking rapidly, the blonde shook her short curls from side to side. She attempted to stand up and clutched her side as a shot of pain grasped her in it's terrifying clutches.
Soft sobs made their way up her throat in short, raspy breaths. Lungs burning and nostrils flaring as her entire body started to convulse. Shooting through her in rapid tidal waves of pain the girl threw her head to the side and choked up everything in her stomach with pained gasps.
She lifted her hand to her head as blood started seeping from lazily from it and her lower back. She flung herself into the fetal position where she lay. Hangs clinging to matted locks, eyes looking for solace in the red mist that hung in the air.
Minutes later felt like hours in her head.
The pain became to much for the small girl and suddenly the world dissapeared in a wall of cold obsidian.
The last thing she saw through bleary eyes was a pair of dark purple, pointed boots.
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"Is she gonna wake up anytime soon? 'Cause I seriously don't have time for this!"
An agitated voice reached her ears. It was harsh and young in sounding but had a hint of regality to it.
"A-ahem! W-well my king, she's just going through the n-natural occurences e-every human d-does when they're transformed into a d-demon and I-"
"AGH. Like I don't already know that and I thought YOU were the doctor here, hmm? Besides I asked you when she would wake up not her diagnosis."
"Bu-but sir! If I d-don't provide you with the n-necessary ideas than the w-world as we k-know it- UMPH!"
A hand, ice cold and just as white clasped tightly over the small goblin's pointed mouth.
"I swear to Satan if you stumble on your words one more time I am going to throw you out that window, scalp you with my trident, and rip out your infernal intestinal tract with my claws. Doesn't that sound fun?" The voice said as if a deadly whisper to the small creature in his clawed hands.
An audible gulp was heard followed by a small squeak as he nodded his head roughly in the other demons claws.
"Good, good," Hand leaving the smaller demon's mouth, "so when will she wake up? I'm on a tight schedule as it is."
"Well, my lord Egyn," He took a moment to think as he rid himself of his stutter, " I think... right...about...now."
He smiled genuinly, pointed teeth gleaming on his odd, red bodied features as the girl on the tables eyes flitted open.
"What are you on about, you babbling fool?"
He lifted his silver trident in his right hand to skewer the small, goblin like creature before he was stopped by a raspy whisper.
"W-where I am...? Who are you people?" Her eyes widened as she jumped backwards, head hitting the medical tables headboard with a loud 'bump'.
The small, red goblin with features to big for his face smiled keenly at the girl.
"Why goodmorning, miss! I am Lystis, a doctor, and you were brought into my care by my lord Iblis, the King of Fire,...who...who isn't here right now. But! He left lord-UMPH!"
The same icy hand latched onto the small demons face, squezzing roughly as his buggy red eyes bulged in their sockets and he let out another audible 'squeak!'
The teen that interrupted wore tight black pants, dark blue pointed boots that reached a bit past his ankles, and long sleeveless raven hued robes that seemed to pool at his feet. As if he were standing in a puddle of obsidian water with hints of sapphire coiling through it like a snake coiling around it's prey. His
"I can speak for myself thank you," The newly announced lord grumbled, "I am Egyn, King of Water and son of Satan. My idiot brother found you somewhere in his territory and left me here to watch over over you for whatever horrible reason. Now who, girl, are YOU?"
He narrowed his dark blue eyes at her. His short, white hair spiky and blowing in the cool dampness of the air.
Her mind took a while to process all of this new information, disbelievingly so, before she even acknowledged the white haired teens awaiting question.
She gulped. "I-I am...um..."
"You're...um...?"
A pause.
Insane giggles drifted through the air as the lanky teen wearing black robes fell from his metal chair of black steel before silencing himself as he wiped the tears from his eyes.
"No! I..um...," the girl racked her head for a name, anything that sounded like a name, and someone else's name to call her own. After a few moments had past Egyn had caught on.
"Lemme guess, you don't know?" Raising a thin brow.
Silence was followed by a shy nod as she sat up and threw the black covers up over her knees. Eyes flitted around the black hospital room around her. Shelves lined with jars upon jars filled with different colored eyes and strange, non-human, organs that floated aimlessly in red water. Scalpels and surgical knives laying on a black table to her right. A mirror lay in the corner; unused and caked with dust.
To her left was another empty bed, the chair where Egyn had been previously sitting before he had knocked it over in spontaneous rage, a suffucating Lystis as she now knew, and a door leading whatever may lay on the outside.
The only thing in front of her was her bruised knees, sheets caked in drying blood (most likely her own she thought grimly), and a sink filled with some small syringes and a large, saw like machine.
Bleary eyes widened at the last one. 'I hope to whatever god there is that Lystis hadn't just used that on me, ugh'. She grumbled and sighed to herself without noticing the looks she was getting from the King Of Water.
"Well, alright then. Hmm, what should I name you then?"
As Egyn wrapped his head around finding a name for the small girl before him he didn't notice as she stood up and walked over the mirror in the corner.
"Hey! I can walk without pain now! Score one for me!" She shouted aloud with glee.
Egyn ignored her, still lost in his thoughts of naming things with his black claw like nail scratching his pale chin. Lystis, forgotten, lay unconscious on the floor from lack of air as the white haired male had previously dropped him.
With a skip in her step she stopped at the mirror and wiped the dust away with the ripped and bloody bottom of her medical dress. '
'Thankfully this one isn't open in the back' she thought with a sigh and how horrible and awkward it'd be to walk around like that.
All happy thoughts vanished at what she saw when she glanced into the cracked, dusty mirror. It's intricate edges made of black ice.
"Wha-what happened to me?"
Her shriek drifted into Egyn's ears and awoke the unconscious goblin on the tile floor.
What she saw scared her even more than the pain she had experienced before ending up in the strange hospital room.
Another gasp left her lips.
