MUSICBOX CHAPTER 2:
That night Amaimon had that dream again... The violence was pretty intense this time, this time he felt it was more of a continuation, not exactly the same identical things, but a lot of similarities. So when he woke up in a cold sweat he wasn't surprised.
Then he heard it. It was faint, but most certainly the screeching; yes it had to be that... The Musicbox. It hadn't quite occurred to the demon at first, but now that he thought of it, he was certain the high pitched screeching siren in his dream was this Musicbox his brother had warned him about. After sitting tight for a few moments, he stood up, the sound was annoying, but it didn't seem to be affecting him...
Approaching the door he heard the sounds of talking over the loud screeching from the Musicbox. His ears started to ring and hurt from that sound, and after what Mephisto had told him, he really didn't want to find out what exactly it would do to him... The demon pressed his ear to the door, and listened to the best of his ability.
"This is genius, this device... We must test it immediately... Well done, Sir Pheles." Amaimon flinched when he heard "Sir Pheles", the exorcists where the only ones who called him that... He curiously turned his head to the alarm clock on his bedside table. He hardly ever cared about time, but since it was past midnight, he felt suspicious... What were exorcists doing here past midnight at his brother's trying out a super dangerous machine that altered the way demons thought and acted! To him, it actually seemed kind of stupid of them to be doing such a thing in a place with two demons in it, or well, at least his brother there.
"We must find a test subject. It's an order of business, and I demand a humanoid demon. If we ever want to netrilize the son of Satan or ANY son of Satan we'll need to get the desired effect." This voice was one dripping with arrogance and proudness, clearly a strong exorcist, but Amaimon had no idea who they were. It was a male voice, but that was about it... He was also concerned that he hadn't heard Mephisto say anything...
"I'm glad we came here and tested the device, after all I'm sure that demon knew we were onto him and his schemes. Sir Pheles has some sort of younger brother staying here, I'd like to learn more about this demon. I'm going to deploy a few more spies here, but report to me if you learn anything." After those words, Amaimon heard the sounds of someone leaving. How dare they?! They had snuck into Mephisto's office to complete and run the Musicbox! Finally, and fortunately, the Musicbox finally stopped. Amaimon sighed, but kept listening, he needed to wait for the exorcists to leave before coming out to check out the rest of the office.
"You know anything about the Director's little brother?" One of the exorcists asked.
"I haven't heard anything about it..." One said quietly. A third spoke up,
"I know this is weird, but I've noticed the Director purchasing a lot of sweets lately, more than usual. I think that he's buying his little brother candy." Amaimon swallowed,
"It makes sense, we all know that as much as the Director loves candy, he doesn't love it enough to buy tons of it..." The first exorcist said,
"Shall we set a trap?" The third asked,
"Yes, that sounds good." The second said. The green-haired boy slowly cracked the door open and peered out at the small group of exorcists. As it turned out, there were two other exorcists, but they were searching around his brother's office. That meant a total of five exorcists, and they were all armed. He narrowed his eyes... Exorcists were such pains...
"...Yes, this should work." They said after a long moment of silence. They had all moved out of Amaimon's sight, so he couldn't see what they had prepared. But since he knew they had something set, there wasn't any chance he'd fall for it. Finally they left, and Amaimon quickly stood in the office area, looking around to see if they'd left anything suspicious. However, he noticed nothing out of place, and sighed in defeat. Then he turned to the door, he walked over and opened it, curiously looking out to the left and right twice before closing it and locking it securely like his brother would.
"Um... Who are you...?" Amaimon flinched and turned around, there was a woman standing next to his brother's desk. He never even noticed her, but her voice seemed familiar... The demon blinked at her, but didn't say anything. "Uh... Do you perhaps know where Sir Pheles would be?" The boy narrowed his eyes suspiciously; she could be one of the exorcists...
"He's not in right now." He spoke quickly, and she seemed a bit surprised at his entirely emotionless voice.
"I can see that... Do you know when he'll be back, sweetie?" She said nicely, smiling. Amaimon's eyebrow twitched... Sweetie...? "I don't know." He walked over to Mephisto's desk and saw a small steel box sitting on top of a stack of papers. Carefully, he touched it, but nothing happened. He leaned closer to it and looked for anything strange about it, any secret wires attached or anything miscolored... The woman looked pretty confused.
"Oh, what's that?" She asked, looking at the Musicbox. Amaimon frowned at her, lifting the Musicbox up and pointing at her.
"You tell me, what's this? Don't you know what it does?" For a moment, the woman seemed to lose her innocent look, but quickly went back to a smile.
"I'm sorry, I know nothing about it! Oh, but do you know the Director's little brother?" Amaimon wanted to smirk so badly, but right now he needed to play dumb. "Oh? The Director... Oh no, I don't know his little brother." However, as those words left his mouth, she had suddenly tackled him, leaving a knife an inch from his throat.
"Spill it, you demon, why are you here? Are you Sir Pheles younger brother?" Amaimon frowned at the knife by his neck, he was about to reach up and take care of her, but the door to the office suddenly opened.
"Amaimon, what have you done?!" He shouted, eyeing the exorcist who was holding a knife to him.
"Sir Pheles, how do you know this demon?" Thank god she apparently had missed when he had said his little brother's name...
"He's been pestering me lately! All he wants is my candy, to keep him away I have to keep giving him sweets!" Amaimon looked from Mephisto to the exorcist. She seemed to let her guard down, so Amaimon quickly threw her off. Mephisto closed the door right as she landed against the wall of the office hard. She looked up at Mephisto,
"Who is this demon!? Why are you conspiring with this fiend?!" She asked the first to Mephisto and then seemed to direct her second question at Amaimon. Mephisto stepped closer to her,
"I'm assuming that Arthur sent you?" The purple-haired demon asked, leaning down in front of her. She wiped away a bit of blood running from her mouth and scowled.
"If he did, I wouldn't tell you. But this demon, he must be your little brother." She looked over at the green-haired boy that was glaring at her from the floor. He was still sitting up slightly, but was feeling quite aggravated that she had the nerve to threaten him... "Yes, he's my little brother. He's quite a handful..." Mephisto chuckled and held his hand out to the exorcist. She gave a scornful look before taking his hand and letting him help her up.
"Quite the handful is an understatement. It takes a powerful demon to throw a person across the room with such ease. Tell me, how powerful is your little brother?" Mephisto went over to Amaimon and helped him up, keeping his hand on the younger's shoulder just in case his anger got the best of him.
"I think you've obtained enough information to bring back to the Paladin. But at least now you know that I do indeed have a charming little brother." He spoke overly cheerful, ruffling Amaimon's hair. Mephisto also took the Musicbox, which Amaimon had still been holding, from him. The woman gave one last glare to Amaimon and Mephisto; Mephisto kept his friendly smile while Amaimon had no problem returning the said glare.
"Fine, but next time you leave your little brother alone he'll be treated as any normal demon. I'm sure you know that. Right now you think you can hide his presence, but the Paladin has added more spies. This is just a warning." She said before leaving. Mephisto then quickly held up the Musicbox in front of Amaimon,
"What have you been up to that they're exorcists crawling around my office." Amaimon blinked,
"I didn't do anything, I woke up because they turned that thing on." Mephisto's eyes widened and he quickly searched the box, then looked skeptically at Amaimon.
"It's operational, I didn't finish it last night..." He narrowed his eyes at the door, "It appears that Arthur has something nasty planned. Well, I guess I won't be keeping this in plain sight. Also, I'm going to get rid of these." He set the Musicbox on his desk and lifted up a few of his action figures. Amaimon gave a confused look,
"But you love your figurines..." Mephisto turned to him,
"Amaimon, you're such a fool." He used his sharp nails to pop the back off the figurine, "These aren't MY figurines. They were placed here to record video and audio of us." He then turned the back to Amaimon. Sure enough, a screen and a couple of microphones were inside the figure.
"I guess I'm still not as sharp as you." Mephisto smirked,
"Well, you're still learning, I was still impressed with your skills." He frowned and looked at the clock on his desk. It was about three in the morning... Now that he thought about it, why had he been so stupid as to go print off some forums at that time anyways... Oh, it seemed Arthur had wanted him out of his office so he could put these spying devices in his office in place of his figures. "By the way, why were you awake? I understand if the sound woke you up, but the sound should've been hard to hear considering that you were down the hall and that the office is well, a considerable distance away..." He shortened up the end since he seemed to be losing his brother when he got into detail. Amaimon's expression showed entirely as his body slumped and his ears fell,
"I had that bad dream again... Only it was even worse... It was longer than before, and there were people I knew there, but they were dead..." Mephisto frowned,
"I'm sorry you had it again. Anyways, let's make sure this Musicbox doesn't work again... Oh, and try to get some sleep. If you have that bad dream again let me know, maybe there's something I can do." He said, sitting down at his desk and pulling out a screwdriver. Amaimon looked a bit sad, but went to his room.
(A few hours had passed) The demon had curled up on his large bed, the snow gently came down from the sky outside, and his bright, wide blue eyes watched each individual crystal spec float down. He couldn't sleep. Sitting up, the boy went over to his large window, and swung it open. The light blue, linen curtains twisted and moved as the wind from outside entered his bedroom. Amaimon stared as some of the white dots of snow began to set on his bed; it suddenly seemed more comfortable. The breeze drove through again, and the demon turned to the open window... It wasn't a normal breeze, it had been cut off, abruptly cut short. The sense of the room quickly went from peaceful, wistful comfort, to ice cold suspense and suspicion.
"Who's there?" The boy mumbled, not wanting for this to actually turn out to just be him being paranoid. The silence was eerie, and the whistling of the wind and snow began to pick up, allowing more snow to enter the demon's room.
"I knew Mephisto warned me not to come back, but there was no choice. Now that he's not here, there's no one for you to hide behind." It was a women's voice, but it was quiet, and half drowned out by the harsh wind. Amaimon gave a low growl, the voice belonged to the exorcist from earlier that day. He frowned, where was she? As he looked about his room, he couldn't find her anywhere.
"Then stop hiding, stupid human." He remarked, his eyes narrowed and his body tense. A shift came from by the window, and the curtains stilled. The silence became all that could be heard; the sound of the wind now gone completely. The room also became pitch black, but Amaimon was a demon, and had no problem with seeing in the dark.
"What do you know about the Musicbox? You played dumb when I asked you before, but now that I'm here to kill you, I might as well ask." The green-haired demon gave a small smile, the ignorance and overconfidence of humans could be quite astounding at times...
"I'm not going to tell you. Now are you just going to hide? That wouldn't be much fun you know, humans who hide after talking so big always die especially easy..." He heard the woman give an annoyed sound. Maybe now that she was angry she'd start fighting him. A faint sound of a knife being drawn made the boy prick up his ears, but it was still on the other side of his room. Was she going to assault him, but that would be stupid, he was a demon that could easily overpower her... Then she was probably going to try to catch him off-
"...Try that for overconfident..." His eyes were wide as the demon looked over his shoulder to find her knife stuck into his shoulder. He was too careless. Wow, that sure hurt a lot. Ouch, yeah that was bad...
The pain that followed that stab was enough to piss him off as much as Rin Okumura, and that was impressive. It hurt more than a usual wound should've, which meant she had something on that knife. The boy bit his lip with his fang, staring a death glare at the exorcist. Only two words left his lips, in the form of a hiss,
"You bitch...!" She gave a small smile, pulling out another knife.
"That's the least I could say about you. Look who's talking big and can't back it up now, demon." Amaimon responded with another loud growl, and reached up to yank the knife out, "I wouldn't do that. That knife has a tranquilizing poison on it, but the sooner you rip it out the stronger it is." Amaimon's eye twitched, his teeth grit together tightly. "Yeah, we're onto your little tricks and your 'I'm so tough I can just pull a knife out of myself' gig. Quite frankly, everyone is happy that these new venoms are being developed."
"Just because you have a little advantage doesn't mean..." His vision blurred slightly, damn, that stuff sure acted fast... "That you'll win against us demons." She went over and pushed Amaimon over, using very little force.
"Yup, but just a little edge is all we need to knock Satan off his rocker." The demon snarled at her for knocking him over with so little remorse, and as he tried to get back up, she pulled out the Musicbox. "So I gave you that tranquilizer to make you drowsy, now let's see what happens when I turn this little box over." The green-haired boy looked up, trying his best to get up quickly, but failing horribly from his sluggish response. The sound then hit his ears. Loud, and somewhat annoying. But then it gained pitch, becoming louder, and louder, until it was making his ears bleed. All his senses became numb, he couldn't think, he couldn't feel, couldn't see, feel or even move. The fogginess quickly changed, from nothingness into fury. Frustration beyond description. The feeling of loosing all control and just letting go to his most destructive, demonic and reckless side... Suddenly, he wasn't so tired. In fact, he had more energy than he knew what to do with. Only, he knew EXACTLY what to do. He was going to destroy everything, and kill lots of humans. Yes, that sounded great...
The tension and suspense builds! See ya guys next chapter, maybe at some point I'll see if I can get on a real keyboard that'll let me indent... Otherwise, if you guys know how to make an Anker Keyboard indent? Maybe its the app, I'm using Writer. If you guys have anything to help out, let me know.
