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Rin's P.O.V:
Click Clack Click Clack …
Uh! I fucking hate that sound. These silly shoes are completely useless. They make a ridiculous amount of noise. They hurt my feet. They looked stupid and you couldn't even think about being able to run in them. These high heels were the most ironic fucking paradox: shoes that made it harder to walk... Products that defied their very function. Whoever made shoes this stupid deserved to be shot and the person who decided they were necessity to look like a 'proper Lady' deserved to be shot twice.
Click Clack Click Clack …
I sound like a frickin horse!
Looking up from my shoes I took in my surroundings. People were walking around town, living their ordinary lives. A man and his young daughter were looking through the window of a toy store. Two teenage girls walked past me giggling. Old women were dress shopping. Little kids ran through the streets kicking a ball around. I was surrounded by normal run of the mill people. Everyone was doing their own thing. Everyone belonged, everyone except me. I didn't understood why but I never felt like I was the same as the people around me, even when I was with Yukio or Father, I always felt different. Taking a closer glance around myself I notice little black dots floating around.
'What are these things?' I thought. They were everywhere just floating around but nobody seemed to notice them at all. Maybe there's something wrong with my eyes.
"Hey Okumura-chan!" I turned around to see the guys I had met the night before. The asshole that had been shooting pigeons last night was in the centre of the group. I jumped back when I saw him. He was surrounded by a huge amount of those black bugs but that wasn't the weirdest thing. He had horns jutting from his head, a tail swishing around his calves and his ears were slightly pointed. He was still sporting a black eye from where I hit him. 'Cosplay?' I wondered. He didn't strike me as the kind of guy who would be into that stuff.
"We kinda… weren't thinking straight yesterday… We wanted to apologise… So… maybe you have a moment?"
"I guess…" I mumbled, and against any normal person's better judgement I followed them into a nearby alleyway.
"So yeah… How much do you want?" the ring leader asked me.
"Huh?" My head naturally tilted to the side in confusion.
"Come on… Do I gotta spell it out for you? My parents are pretty famous, see, and me, I'm going to be starting at True Cross Academy soon. So it'd be pretty bad if any weird rumours about me started spreading, yeah?"
"Oh… You're going to the same school as my brother?... I guess I see what you mean" Thinking back to the previous evening. "Nobody would really want to deal with a bunch of idiots who think its fun to chop the legs off pigeons…"
"Hahahah! Yeah, okay so just a little something to keep your lips sealed. I'll pay so let's just keep this whole thing between you and me".
"…I don't need it, and I'm not gonna say anything" I was getting kind of sick of this whole thing. "Is that all? Cause I've got somewhere I need to be…" I said walking away.
"Whoa, whoa, what's with that? You trying to act all tough?" he sneered. "No need to hide it! You guys are so poor you can't even afford a proper education, arentcha?" At this I turned back and glared at the pig behind me. 'Breathe Rin… in… out. You can't lose your temper' I thought trying to control myself. "Just take it! I mean your brother Okumura Yukio. He had to work his ass off and get himself a scholarship just to get into True Cross, right? You're like in debt!" he snickered. "Poor guys… just put this toward your fees, yeah?" I saw red. I shifted forward on the balls of my feet, I focused all the strength I had into my fist and punched him straight in the face. Again he flew backwards into a wall.
"You asshole… You can say whatever the hell you like about me… But don't you dare go badmouthing my brother!" I screamed.
This time he was able to get up by himself. "Man!" he giggled manically. "That hurt… Don't get cocky you filthy beggar!"
"Get her!" I was tackled from behind by one of the douches goons.
"That's right… hold her down on the floor! Careful with her, this girls a monster!"
I struggled on the ground, but was unable to remove myself from under the guy pinning me down. In the midst of the squabble a piece of paper fell out of my pocket.
"Job interview? Isn't that a bit of character?" he spat. "Ohh, so that's what the dress is for?" He crouched down beside me and patted my head. "You really are a miserable little thing aren't ya! Even though you're the demon girl from middle school… once you graduated you became just another job-hunter… When it comes down to it, you're just the scum of society aren't ya!" He pulled out a butterfly knife. I glared up at him. His face was distorted, he looked demonic. His teeth were sharper, his ears even longer and his eyes were glowing red. "You know what? This is the first time I've seen you in a dress. You look delicious…" his forked tongue ran over his bottom lip. "Why don't we play a little game? I'm sure I can think of some way you can repay me for the bruised eye" His hand ran up my thigh. I gasped jerking away from him. Not appreciating my resistance, he held his butterfly knife against my neck. I whimpered as a few drops of blood dribbled down my neck and soaked into my dress. "Don't move. I'd hate for my hand to slip".
My breathing quickened, and my heart was beating rapidly in my chest. I'd never felt so afraid in my life. 'This guy's a demon! He's gonna kill me… but before that he's gonna ra… he's gonna…' I couldn't even finish the thought. My body convulsed in fear, my stomach almost emptied itself out on the dirty alleyway. I'd never felt more helpless in my life. 'His hands feel cold' it's weird the little random things the brain thinks when frozen in fear. All I could think about at that moment was how cold his hands were against my legs, my stomach, my arms, my neck. I couldn't take it anymore. I hated the feeling of him touching me. It burned my skin and made me feel sick to my stomach. 'No! This cannot, th-this will not happen to me. I will not let this happen!'
"No!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Suddenly the weight on top of me vanished. I opened my eyes to see the three guys get thrown back by a burst fire. I look down at my hands they were covered in electric blue flames.
"What is this…?" I said looking at my hands which were clearly on fire yet not burning. In fact I couldn't feel a thing except a comforting warmth. It felt nice.
"Heh heh heh heh! It looks like I was right about youuuuu…!" The guy, who had the other night looked like a normal human asshole, now looked like an actual demon. The horns I had seen earlier had grown longer and the tips had turned black, his forked tongue hung out of his mouth five inches past his chin, his teeth were all razor sharp and his finger tips had transformed into long black claws. He looked terrifying. "Those blue flames are the real thing… The Flames of Satan! Oh I've been waiting for this day for so long!" he hissed. Blood dripped from his nose onto his lips, which he slobbered up like barbeque sauce. Disgusted Rin recoiled away from the monster. "I have been searching… searching for you for so long, young mistress. Now let us set forth Satan-sama awaits us!"
"S-Satan?!" I mumbled confused.
"Evil dwells within this heart. Oh Lord… Let each be judged according to his deeds. Let sinful conduct beget retribution. Let each pay for that which he has taken. Bring down thy justice upon them."
I turned around at the sounding of a familiar voice. My father stood about 10 feet away from me. Making his way over to us. I was flooded with a sense of relief. The monster that stood beside me seemed infuriated.
"Y-You!" he shouted.
"Smite them that they never shall rise again" my Dad continued.
"An Exorcist!" the demon screamed.
"Blessed by the Lord" he smirked.
"I'll tear that mouth off your face, accursed priest!" the furious monster screamed. I watched as he soared towards my dad, his clawed hands outstretched in an attempt to keep the promise he just made. I watched in shock as my Dad expertly dodged each swipe with ease. He gracefully side stepped the outraged beast and continued.
"My prayer has been answered. The Lord is my helper and he is my shield. Demon perish where you stand!" he made the sign of the cross in the air. The demon dropped to its knees. It screamed as dark shadows flew out of its mouth before finally landing on its back unconscious or dead, I couldn't tell.
"Have you calmed down?" he asked me. I was too shocked to understand.
"It would appear that your power can no longer be suppressed entirely by Kurikara." He muttered.
"…Is-is that guy all right?" I asked not out of concern but rather curiosity.
"He's fine. I have exorcised the demon from him. It appears like he has only recently been possessed. However demons tend to possess those most similar to themselves. If the boy doesn't change then he may be possessed once more."
"D-Demons?" I stuttered.
"I daresay you can see them now. The demons." He blew one of the black bugs out of his face.
"These are demons?!"
"Indeed. This world you see, consists of two dimensions joined as one, like a mirror. The first is the world in which we live in Assiah. The other is the world of demons, Gehenna. Ordinarily, travel between the two, and indeed any kind of contact between the two is impossible. However, the demons can pass over into this world by possessing anything that exists within it. These little ones" he said flicking a nearby bug with his finger. "For instance, are known as 'coal tar'; they are possessing particles of dust. They gather around darkness, dampness and humans with a dark nature." He paused scratching the back of head and smiled at Rin. "But no matter. You will come to understand. Get up. Thanks to this incident they have learned of your awakening. All kinds of people will doubtless come after you for various different reasons. You must be hidden before they find you!" He grabbed my arm and began dragging me out of the alleyway.
"W-wait! Hide? Awakening? What are you talking about? What … What the hell am I?!" I shouted.
He looked over his shoulder at me. "You are the daughter of a demon. Born from a human impregnated by a demon and not just any demon. You are a daughter of Satan."
My mind went blank the relieved feeling his presence had brought earlier left my body. I must have been pretty out of it because the next thing I knew we were in the monastery.
"Wh-what are you…?" I looked at my father curiously as he packed a bag full of my stuff.
"At any rate you must leave the monastery." I felt like I had been sucker punched in the gut. The air left my lungs. I had to hold back the tears that were prickling the edges of my eyes.
"Leave?" I gasped.
He took a chain from around his neck off. Hanging on the gold chain was a heavy looking bronze key.
"This is the key of vanishment. It can be used to hide anything in any given location." I watched in complete amazement as he stuck the key in the lock of one of my clothes drawers. From the drawer he took a black sheathed katana. It was a beautiful looking sword.
"The demon-slaying blade… also known as Kurikara. This blade has been passed down since time immemorial. Your powers have been transferred into this sword, and sealed there by the scabbard. If you draw it, then you will return to your demon form… and most likely never again live a human life. Never draw it! But never let it leave your side either. When you must, use the key to hide it." He handed me the bag filled with my things, the sword and the key, he never once made eye contact with me. "Once you leave the monastery I want you to use this. There is a single number in this memory. It is number of a friend of mine" He put the phone on top of the bag in my arms. "I doubt you will be able to live as you have done until this day but my friend will at least protect you. Now go" he ordered.
A million different emotions ran through my body. Sadness, betrayal, anxiety, rejection, confusion, frustration and fear to name but a few. My brain unable to process all of them at the same time went to my fall back emotion, the one I understood the most, anger. It pounded through my veins in time with my thumping heart and erupted.
"SCREW THAT!" I screamed throwing everything to the ground. "Wh-what's going on all of a sudden? Demons? Demons! You're telling me they actually exist? This has gotta be some kind of joke. Hell, what about Yukio?!" I shouted.
"The two of you are fraternal twins. Yukio was weak-bodied as a foetus, and the power rejected him. It passed to you alone." He said calmly.
His calm aura which usually made me feel safe only pissed me off. Didn't he understand how weird this was for me? How extreme and unbelievable what he was saying truly was.
"B-but that's just… how the hell… Why didn't you tell me?" I didn't know what question to ask first, my mind was scrambled.
"I wanted to raise you as an ordinary human. As long as you remained to be human that is"
Stabbed, I may not have fully understood the situation but his words felt like someone had just stabbed me in the chest.
"Wh-what … what about our life? You … you…are… were… my dad… but but… the moment I stop being human… or whatever… you send me off to… to God-knows-where" my eyes filled with tears. Whatever was happening one thing was clear. He didn't want me anymore.
"That not it! This is for your protection!"
"You're just getting rid of me! Don't give me crap like that … protection. After all… I'm just some random kid. I'm not like Yukio, I cause nothing but trouble and I've been a burden on you my whole life. You just don't want to play at being a father anymore. Just admit it!" I screamed. "Don't you ever act like my Father again!" A sharp pain in my cheek broke through my angry haze. He had just slapped me. He had never raised a hand to me before, ever. 'I guess I was right' I thought.
"We don't have time for petty arguments. Just do as you are told!" I lowered my head, gritting my teeth.
"Fine" I mumbled.
I began walking away but in only a few steps I heard a grunt. I turned around and saw my Dad fall to his knees.
"What is it?"
"AH! N-no to think this would happen" he murmured to himself clutching his chest in evident pain.
"Seriously what is it?" I asked worried.
"Go!" he shouted. "Just go! Quickly! Get away from me!"
He dropped to his hands and knees grunting.
"Hey! Are you o…." He looked up at me. The father I had known all my life was gone in his place was something completely different. Its electric blue irises changed shape around his glowing red pupils.
"Daughter of mine. How long I have waited for this moment!" It grinned at me showing all its sharp deadly teeth. "Gaaaahhahahahahahah Juuuuuuussst kiddin yaaaa! Gahahahahahah!" he stood up. His body had a few patches of blue flame on it that grew in size with every crazed chuckled he made. "Hey there cutie! Doin good? That's right the man himself has come all the way out here just to see his cute little girl! So look happy about it!"
"Y-You're a … a … demon" I shook in fear at his overwhelming presence.
"The name's Satan and I'm not a demon, I'm the demon, and you, you're my daughter. You can call me daddy if you like. Gyahahahaha!" His crazy laugh sent shivers down my spine. "I'd really like to stick around and savour this touching reunion, but I'm thinking this guy's body isn't going to last too long" As he said those words he broke off his own finger easily. It was then that I noticed his body, the body that once belonged to my other father, was bleeding from the eyes, ears and mouth. His body was dying.
He chanted in a language that didn't sound like it existed here on earth. The floor of my bedroom turned black and transformed. It was a gate made of black shiny metal it had eyes that followed me and jewel encrusted skulls surrounding it. The creepiest part though was where the opening was supposed to be. It was filled with moving black sludge that formed the faces of people. Each one spoke a different language, but all were suffering, all wanted out and all of them wanted to share their pain.
"Now then. Let's go. Gehenna's waiting!" he looked down at his feet and picked up the sword my Dad had called Kurikara. "Oh right. I have to destroy this first. I'll release you from this irritating little curse".
"FUCK OFF!" I screamed my body erupted in blue flames, which exploded outward.
"Hhahahahah! What do you call that? Did you sneeze or something?" he laughed patronizingly before grabbing my arm with bruising strength and dragging me toward the monstrous gate. "It's time for you to regain your power as a demon!"
"Get off me" I screamed kicking out at him. "I'm a human!" Just then I was dragged past a mirror. I only got a quick glance at myself, but it was enough to stun me into silence. What I saw was not a human girl. My eyes glowed with a new feral power behind them, I had two horns made of blue flame sprouting from my head and my lips were curled back in a ferocious snarl revealing elongated canines. I looked animalistic and feral and dangerous. I looked like a monster.
"You know I'm a perfect entity with infinite power. But there's one thing just one little thing that I don't have. You know what that is? A substance in this world that is powerful enough to contain me! Anything I touch in this world is doomed to destruction! Just like this body and just like your mother! It's Assiah that I want!" he grinned. Bloody tears tracked down his face and dripped from his chin to the ground proving his statement true. "Oh, it was out of mere boredom that I created you, but I have since realised it was a masterstroke!" He threw me into the black substance. Hands reached out and grabbed me, making my struggle to get out much harder. "You exist in the world of Assiah and yet you bear the blood of the god of Gehenna! You are exactly what I need to make Assiah mine!"
"Help me" I screamed. The sludge began to drag me deeper and deeper into it, like quick sand; the more I tried to escape the faster I sank.
"Hahah! Such lovely screams! You are about to be reborn my daughter."
"Anybody? Please!" I begged.
"Happy Birthday! And welcome to Gehenna! Hahahah-" his laughing was cut short. He fell to his knees. Coughing up blood. "What is this?!" His right hand seemingly with a mind of its own stabbed Satan right in the heart. "Wh-why you… EXORCIST!" he screamed.
'Old man?!' I recognised the left eye of my father's body.
"This girl is my daughter and I'm taking her back" he said through gritted teeth.
"You mean to kill yourself? Oh what a wonderful priest you are! But what this gate has taken hold of it will never release. Now what will you do?" his body fell into the black sludge.
I waded over to him. "Old man! Oi! Hang in there." I said keeping his head above the dark slime. "Somebody! Somebody help!"
'What should I do?' I thought to myself. I had no idea how to get out of this situation.
I saw Kurikara within an arm's reach.
"Stupid old man!" I grunted "I still haven't shown you anything!" I stretched out and unsheathed the sword. "Don't you dare die!" I shouted bursting into blue flames. Power coursed through my veins. I felt every part of my body get covered in flames they licked up my body covering me in a blanket of fiery protection. My teeth lengthened into sharp razors that pierced through my lips, filling my mouth with the metallic taste of blood. All my senses became inhumanly strong, I saw, heard, smelt and felt more than I'd ever been able to before. I slashed out at the gate wanting nothing more than to destroy it. The sword connected. The gate burst into black flames and disappeared.
I was alone kneeling down beside him.
"Father" I screamed. The tears I had been holding in all day burst through the barriers and streamed down my face.
"Father" I whispered. "Please don't leave me" I hiccupped.
