Hey guys, sorry it's been a while since my last update, I've been studying for my finals. Anyway, please enjoy this chapter.
Amaimon smiled as he steered Behemoth around another skyscraper. He had been avoiding oncoming buildings for the better part of an hour. 'My brother will be so happy', he thought. Amaimon knew that deviating from his brother's orders was a good choice the moment he saw that girl's picture, though he still felt bad about disobeying him. He could see things his brother couldn't in people, things that made people stand out. This girl was different, and he knew what the Vatican did with those who were different.
He was pulled out of his thoughts by a sudden change in his brother's movements. His older sybling was walking into a cafe, the excitement of the hunt wafting off him like a flower's nectar. Amaimon frowned when he extended his senses further. His brother was not the only demon there. There was the obvious low pulse of a low-level demon, and something else. He couldn't really describe the other thing, but he could tell it was a well conceiled kind of power, a haunting presence that wasn't quite aware of itself. SHE was there. Amaimon smiled in success, popping a red lollipop into his fanged mouth. Now he just needed to wait until he and his brother could talk unenterupted. Speak of the devil. Amaimon swiftly hid behind the dingy bricks of the coffee shop. He didn't hide to quickly to miss seeing his older sybling striding through the crowd with a cup of coffee clutched in his hands, or the green- haired figure struggling after him, the underling following closely behind. Giggling with excitement, the Earth King joined the procession.
Iris KNEW that following that man was madness. It was just obvious by the way he walked, not so fast that'd she get left behind, but not so slow that'd she catch up. Needless to say, he wanted to be followed. But still she persisted in her ever continuing excursion for some simple coffee. At least, that's what she told herself. The truth of the matter was that she was just bored. After living in her self induced exile for so long, she needed some adventure. So of course she was following that strange man into god-knew-where. Boredome is a strong thing.
She was yanked from her reverie by the man's sharp turn to the right. She was led into an alley, cast pitch black by the overcast January sky. Iris had always possessed abnormally good night vision, (she had always credited that to her ability to see auras), so her eyes had no problem mapping out the dank passage way. She saw the man in front of her gazing about the ally way, nodding when he seemed satisfied with the stark location. His immpecable white suit looked ridiculesly out of place in the dingy darkness of the alley. He turned towards her.
When she saw him then, up close, her courage wavered. He was a truly striking figure. His emerald eyes seemed to scan every inch of her, as if he were evaluating her worth. When he seemed to have decided upon her expense, he dropped into a flourishing bow, and said, " My name is Mephesto Pheles. I am here on behalf of the Vatican to investigate your abilities." He took a sip of Iris' latte and made a sour face. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Amberbroom~" Iris stood aghast on the opposite side of the ally. The Vatican? What was he talking about? "Look" she stammered " I don't know what you want, but you obviously have the wrong-" His eyes were staring over my shoulder, a clap cutting me off. "Ah!" he exclaimed "It seems our guest has arrived~" Iris twisted around to see over her shoulder and groaned.
The thing from the coffee shop was there, leaning in the ally way entrance. It's red hair contrasted dramatically with the dank darkness of the alley, which matched perfectly with the dusky pair of horns attop the thing's head. When it saw Iris staring it smiled and waved jovialy, then sobered when it adressed Mephesto. "My prince" he greeted with a mocking bow. "What would one of Gehenna's fallen be doing here, might I inquire?" Before Mephesto could answer, he looked at Iris and chuckled. "Oooh I see" he said " you're here for the girl. I knew someone would come for her eventually." Iris turned to look at Mephesto. "What's he talking about?" He waved her away impatiently. "I'll explain everything once you're safe." Mephesto turned his attention back to the thing slouching in the alleyway. "I see you've been keeping watch over her. Tell me, are you under orders to make sure no one takes her?"
The thing's smile grew even wider (though not quite as wide as Mephesto's), and he moved away from the wall, fully entering the ally. Wedged in that tiny space, Iris started to feel something pulsating from the bodies of the two inhumans, a feeling that caused something deep within her to stir. Something deep and powerful. For the first time in that dirty space she noticed that not all of the darkness came from the alleyway it's self, but from all of the aura creatures swarming the crevices of the alley, buzzing in exited glee. ' This is not good' Iris thought, beggining to regret her choice of coming here. As she contemplated the mood of the strange flea- like creatures and the rationality of her choice in comming here, she noticed that the red haired thing was walking past her, towards Mephesto. When there was about five feet of space between the two, he stopped. "You have no idea what he would do to me if I let her go with you" he was saying " I can't let her leave." Mephesto's eyes had a hungry gleam to them when he said "well, what a coincidence! The Vatican would most likely frown on me failing to complete such a simple mission, so I also cannot be without miss Amberbroom" his smile grew feral and he growled "I guess we'll just have to kill each other~"
The red haired thing took a step backward. "I'm sorry, but I'm sure that even the girl can see the obvious difference in our power." he grabbed her arm "I think I'll just take her and-" He cut himself off when yet another figure appeared in the alleyway entrance.
It appeared to be a boy, no older than eighteen, garbed in a ragged black trench coat and a yellow sweater, the buttons of which were shaped like skulls. He had green hair that, like Mephesto's, shaded to a bright yellow and ended at a point. He did not bother conceiling his pointed ears. Beside him stood the strangest beast Iris had ever seen, a round, green creature with a buolbus nose and huge eyes, with chain at It's neck that was held in the boy's right hand. In his other hand, he clutched a skull shaped whistle. Iris used this distraction to yank away from the hooved creature and try to run out of the alley. But before she could escape, the boy stuck out a foot to trip her and blew hard on the whistle.
Iris screamed in horror and agony as violent yellow flames cascaded from every inch of her body, causing her to crash to the ground and thrash violently. The uneasy thing inside of her was now writhing, shooting out of her in all directions as if it was making angry haste to be freed of It's vessel. Everything was bathed in a toxic yellow hue, something that would have blinded most people. But the things in the alleyway were not most people. They all went in opposite directions, the horned thing hurrying out of the alleyway, Mephesto striding towards Iris. Mephesto seemed completely unscathed as he strolled through the scorching yellow blaze, though he did seem plenty surprised. The boy just stood there looking unimpressed at her thrashing.
Through a veil of pain and confusion, Iris could feel herself being scooped up and shuffled quickly towards the end of the alleyway. 'Hey that's funny' she thought deleriously ' I had no idea there was a door there...' That was the last thing Iris thought before she passed out cold.
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