So this is the first chapter of my first FanFiction... again, constructive criticism is welcome and positive reviews are as well! Useless comments are unwelcome, etc. etc.


Chapter One
~ Blue Flicker and A Human Quarter ~

Tempus. No last name, no middle name, no title. Just Tempus. Practically raised by her half-brother Amaimon, she trusted him with everything. Well, almost everything. She sometimes found it hard to talk about her 'girly issues' as Amaimon called it. Fortunately for Tempus, she taught herself how to live normally. But growing up with a bunch of demon servants as a kid 'does stuff to your head'. Tempus had never understood how to function in a human society… though humans, particularly exorcists, had never been the friendliest to a Princess of Gehenna.

A master of controlling Satan's blue flame, Tempus was feared throughout Gehenna and Assiah. His fiery blood boiled through her flames, lighting her fingertips alight with warmth and pride. Tempus had spent many hours on her childhood perfecting the art of lighting only the candles in the room; her power of the flames had once been overpowering to her and had controlled most of her thoughts and movement…

"Tempus, are you listening…?" her brother's voice had said to her once.

"What? I'm concentrating!"

"What're you doing?"

"Trying to get this thingy lit up properly!" Tempus had said in a frustrated manner, clenching her little fists tightly, trying to light the small simple candle sitting in front of her. When the small candle lit up lightly, Tempus knew she had succeeded in mastering the flame. At eight years old, Tempus had been so very happy to have mastered such a fire.

"I did it! I did the thing!"

"The thing?" Amaimon had asked, inclining his head slightly. "What thing?"

"Look, I can do the thing with the blue fire!"

"… So?"

Tempus smiled at the memory; Amaimon was so clueless and stupid sometimes.

As Tempus stood on the highest point of the palace she had grown up in and gazed over the world of Gehenna, the darkened part of the mirror which made up the worlds of Assiah and Gehenna. Assiah, the light in which the humans and spirits lived in a strange harmony. On the other side of the mirror, there was her world: Gehenna. The absolute darkness which engulfed anything. Demons and other evil beings such as herself lived here, devouring any light that dared to enter.

We are the darkness you cannot see. We live in the deepest, darkest corners of your heart, waiting for the perfect moment. Waiting for you to crack under everything so we can take ahold of your physical form and control you from the inside out. That is what my kind lives for.

Tempus frowned at her thought and discarded it quickly. She could see everything from this point. She could almost touch the dark purple and red clouds with her fingertips, though to do that would to breach the barrier between the two worlds. Demons could enter Assiah by reaching out to the solid objects in that world and cling to them, eventually possessing a living organism such as plants, animals or if the demon is strong enough: humans.

Tempus sighed and stepped off of the pointed tip of the palace, falling gracefully to the earth. She landed with a delicate tap on the earth, unlike the demons of this place who found entertainment in destroying everything they touched. Tempus walked into the palace and ignored the squalor of demons that followed her path, slamming the door shut behind her and striding to her mirror and staring long and hard into her reflection.

White hair, pale skin the colour of freshly-fallen snow and eyes the colour of the fire she controlled. Everything around Tempus was dark and foreboding, but she was white like the angels. Why? Tempus' heart was dark and furious, just like everything else in this hateful world. Tempus wore what everyone was: black. A simple black dress while her long silver-white hair fell to her lower back. She glanced to the window to see Amaimon squatting on the balcony edge. "How is my little sister fairing on this bland day?"

"You always know what to say to make you little sister feel better," Tempus chuckled. "this is unexpected, to say the least… what brings you to the conclusion you can practically break into my room whenever you please?"

"If my message is important, then yes."

"Important how?" Tempus asked cautiously. Amaimon normally only swung by (literally) only to tell her about the Okumura twins. Tempus knew that only one of them carried the flame in his veins, and that she was stronger than him. It made her giggle to think that a sixteen-year-old boy was weaker than her.

"Our brother Mephisto and Father want us to go to Assiah…"

"And?"

"They want you to join True Cross Academy."

Tempus paused and slipped into her dress, flicking her hair out and sitting on her bed. "That's it? There's… there's more, isn't there?"

Amaimon nodded, "But I don't know; Big Bro didn't let me in on much. Hey, you look troubled… is something wrong?"

"Amaimon, I don't feel emotion. How am I supposed to fit in with a group of humans?" Slight panic anxiety rose up in Tempus' stomach and she began to bite her long nails, a habit she had learned from Amaimon during her childhood. "I mean, I'm not a normal demon either… my mother was human after all…"

"Most of your body and soul is demon, Tempus," Amaimon whispered, crouching on her bed and smiling gently, something he rarely ever did. "You're better than them, so don't get all nervous."

"I don't feel; how do I become nervous in the first place?" she asked and they laughed. Amaimon handed her a photo of the twins; Rin and Yukio Okumura. Both had fairly dark hair, though Rin's appeared to be a dark blue in shading. Their eyes were blue, though not the same colour as the flame. Yukio was tall and Rin was short, though either way, Tempus was still much shorter than the two of them. "That's it?"

"That's it."

"They look… human," the word disdain dripped from her mouth. "It almost sickens me."

He nodded. "I've fought him twice last year. When Rin's flame takes over him, he looks sort of like a demon, but not as bad as you do."

"Because I choose to change my form… but I haven't done that since last summer, that Naberius demon needed to learn its place."

Amaimon made a half-smile and handed her a small round candy. "What's this?"

"It's called a lollipop. Try it; you'll like it."

She stuck the lollipop into her mouth and smiled. "Strawberry… my favourite."

"Told you. Come on; we should get going. Big bro's might get angry if we don't show up."

Tempus nodded and stood. "I… I don't need to possess a human, do I?"

"No; your human self restricts you from doing so. When you choose to obliterate it, you can possess people."

The thought made Tempus' heart flip with excitement. To possess living objects and control their thoughts, movements… to read their emotion, their memories and live their life for a few seconds, a few days, a few hours… as long as she pleased… Tempus longed for that power. At this moment in time, Tempus was still too weak to erase the human inside of her. It slept, often whispering things to her and sharing what it felt.

Squishing a human existence was not nearly as easy as Tempus wanted it to be. Amaimon stood and walked towards the balcony edge. "Don't worry about it too much, you're so close to becoming whole."

"I don't want to wait, Amaimon. I just don't want to feel anything anymore…"

He nodded as if to understand, but Tempus could feel it; he didn't understand what she was saying at all.

– Assiah –

"So, are you ready to do this?" Amaimon asked, standing on top of a lamp post. Tempus still felt disorientated from travelling into Assiah. And damn. It was hot that day. Tempus was suddenly glad Amaimon had made her change before arriving in Assiah. "You're not coming with me?"

"No; I don't have the best reputation in the class you'll be joining… anyway, I don't have anything to do with this. This is your time to shine, little sister. Have fun."

"I'll… try, I guess…" Tempus sighed and grabbed the pretty bag and slung it over her shoulder. Amaimon handed her a strange technological device. "What is this?"

"A phone. It has my number, Big Bro's number and some cool games and music I got for you."

"Music… sounds… fun?"

"Good word choice. Go on, have fun for once and also… try not to burn everything."

Amaimon turned and left, disappearing into the earth.

I do not burn everything… Tempus thought irritably and strode into the street.

A suitcase in hand, wearing black jeans and a grey singlet and a pair of red Vans, Tempus stared up at the school. Not nearly as large as the palace in Gehenna, Tempus was impressed at the structure. It was obviously built for training exorcists and ordinary human students.

The sun… it's hot today, Tempus thought and walked up the stairs. Mephisto. Give me my task.


A bit fast-paced, but there it is! And also, you may think that I've spelt (or spelled) words incorrectly like: 'colour' and 'realise' and 'favourite' and 'mum'. Reason being is I'm Australian; we spell words differently to how people in America and other countries probably spell them (I've encountered this problem in Microsoft Word multiple times). So please, don't yell at me for spelling words that I've been taught to spell in a specific manner :)

Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed it!

~ EmmyTheTurtle

PS. If you want the chapter to be shorter, let me know! :)