Chapter 3
Summary: After his little brother ended up in a hospital, Shawn Kaijira was willing to do anything to ensure that he walks out unscathed. Even if it meant selling his soul. Which he happened to do. But as always, there's a price. With his brother, Issac Kaijira, fully healed, he must become something else to to fulfil his promise. He must become the new Spirit of Vengeance!
(Story Begins)
"Wow, your house is nothing like what I was expecting" Shawn says as he looked around to the room of the doctor's house. It was a living room with beige colored walls with two brown reclining chairs in the center and a 32" plasma screen TV.
"What?" the doctor asked with an annoyed look on his face, "you thought that it would be black or something? That there would be a pentagram in the center of the room? I bet you thought I had one of those sex slaves that wear those black tight suits, huh?"
"No, it's just bigger than it is on the outside" Shawn says sweat dropping. The doctor says silent before he cleared his throat, "Ahem your probably wondering why your here"
"Actually I was wondering why you forced the possessed bike to scrape me on the freeway, but yeah, there's that too" Shawn mumbled.
"The way your using your powers. Your doing it wrong"
"...Excuse me?" Shawn asked confused.
The doctor sighs, "Your using your powers wrong. First off, you used it on that clay freak yesterday, even though you weren't supposed too. Second, you usedyour Hell Fire to heal people. Heal people!"
"Technically, they were heroes" Shawn says sheepishly. The doctor gave a menacing glare before continuing, "And don't get me started on the way you used your Penance Stare"
"OK, let's pretend I know what you're talking about" Shawn says plainly.
The doctor slapped himself on the forehead, "Right, he doesn't know his new heritage"
"New heritage?"
"Walk with me"
The doctor motions Shawn to follow him as he walked down a hallway. He follows him down the hallway and at the end, he sees a black door. The door gave off a malevolent aura that made Shawn want to run.
But at the same time, he felt a tugging sensation in his gut the closer GE got to it.
The doctor opens the door, revealing a flight of stairs. He grimaces, "I thought I fixed this damn thing."
The closed the door and banged on it a few times. He opens it again, revealing an elevator door.
*DING!*
The door opens and the doctor steps in. He gestures for the dumbstruck Shawn to follow after him, "Well, c'mon then"
Shawn enters quickly and stands beside the doctor as the doors closed and the elevator went down.
(Line Break)
If you like Pina Colada
Getting caught in the rain
"If your not into yoga" the doctor mutters with the song, causing Shawn to blink in confusion and looked at him strangely.
"If you had half of a brai- what?!" The doctor asked incredulously, "who doesn't love Rupert Holmes"
Shawn simply shakes his head and continues to look forward.
"If you like making love at midnight-"
*DING!*
'Finally!' Shawn thought as he steps out the elevator doors as they opened. He looked around the new room he was in and utters one word.
"Woah"
The room was actually a library of some sort carrying hundreds, if not thousands of books with black covers and silver inscribing on the spine. If you thought that was it, you've got another thing coming.
At what appeared to be a front desk, the wall behind it was filled with weapons through out history. In one color; black.
There were, muskets, swords of all kind, flintlocks, assault rifles, RPG's, explosives and more! But what stood out to Shawn the most was the clothes.
They look like they were ripped out of history. There was a suit that reminded Shawn of the Pilgrims, a uniform that belonged to a soldier from WW2, a suit of armor from the time Sir Lancelot was still around.
There was even a tattered, black and grey gi uniform with the same colored fingerless gloves. Next to it were various weapons most mixed martial artists used.
"These belonged to your brothers and sisters before you" the doctor says as he strolled next to Shawn.
"Ever since man was created, there has always a Spirit of Vengeance. A devil's greatest creation. It was made to either hunt down demons that escape their plain or serve there creators needs" the doctor says with a proud smile, until he frowned.
"Unfortunately the hosts always had bad habit of rebelling and using our own power against us. Like they believe that will work"
"You said 'a devil'...as if you meant there were more of them- erm, you?" Shawn says with a raised eyebrow.
The doctor laughs lightly, "Your perceptive, good. Though you are half right. I'm sure you've read one of those Percy Jackson books, right?"
Shawn scoffs, "Who hasn't? It's one of the best books of all time"
"Whatever" the doctor says shrugging, "remember how gods and goddesses have different forms for every race and religion? Well devils work in the same way. I am the 'Lucifer' of Christianity"
"Cool" Shawn says in slight awe.
'Now I can call him something other doc' he thought.
He then remembers something and asks, "Wait, what about that one demon that attacked Gotham once. Umm...Tri- Triangle? Triton?
"Trigon" 'Lucifer' identities with an annoyed expression, "he's the 'Lucifer' of an extra-dimensional religion in a place known as Azarath. Not sure how that works, so don't ask me to go into detail"
"I have another question" Shawn says.
"Shoot"
"Who is Zarathos?"
'Lucifer's' eyes widened, "W-who told you that name?"
"The internet" he says, "they say that Zarathos was a Spirit of Justice. Until he was dragged down into Hell and tortured for thousands of years. Then he became the wicked and sadistic Spirit of Vengeance"
"You can find almost anything on the internet these days" the Lucifer of Christianity sweat dropped before getting serious, "yes Zarathos is a corrupted spirit, but what you have is merely a piece of Zarathos"
"And by the looks of things, you look like you've already been influenced by him today" Lucifer says as he looked deep into his eyes.
"I'm pretty sure I would have remember if I was being influenced" Shawn says as he crossed his arms. The doctor raises an eyebrow at the boy.
Shawn then looked unsure, "I might've remember something?"
"Hmm..."
"What?"
"Nothing" the doctor says, "it's almost like...the more you use Zarathos in your own way...Zarathos would use you in his own way"
"Does that mean that I'll think about killing all the time" Shawn asked nervously.
"No" Lucifer says, "but it does mean that he will bring out you and your loved ones deepest, darkest desires to try and consume you. If killing happens to be one of them, then yes"
"That...makes me feel a little better?" Shawn says unsure.
"Good, now then" he says, "pick any weapons you like. Your gonna need some for tonight"
Shawn's eyes narrowed in confusion, "Tonight? Why tonight?"
"For the last couple of months, Order and Chaos have been going out of balance. Usually, it's The Fates' fault, but recently, it's demons from my domain"
"Someone is leaving cracks to my domain to let demons out. There is a crack in the downtown sewers, your job is to exterminate demons and close the rift."
Shawn looks at the weapons rack again and examined his choices. After a minute of browsing, he put on the fingerless gloves, strapped two hunting knives to his belt, and finally, he wrapped a long black chain around his torso.
"Not bad" Lucifer nods his head in approval, "trying to keep it quiet I see"
"Wouldn't want to draw unwanted attention" Shawn says as he walks to the elevator.
"One more thing, Shawn!"
Shawn turns back to listen to what his "boss" had to say. "Try using Zarathos as a last resort. If you haven't noticed, your being followed. So stick to the shadows"
Shawn takes in the nods as the elevator doors close.
Never gonna give you up,
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around
'God dammit!' Shawn smashes his head into the elevator wall.
(Line Break)
After 4 hours of waiting, the Team was starting to get restless. Superboy and Aqualad were sparring, Kid Flash and Wally were watching, and Miss Martian and Artemis were talking.
"So after he 'tortured' Clay Face, he walked over to us, and heals us" Artemis explains.
"That sounds like something a human would do, right?" M'gann asks.
"Your right M'gann" Aqualad grunts as he blocked a punch from Superboy before lashing out a kick to the head, making him duck and back away.
"If he had the right to heal you, then perhaps he is in control"
"Or" the young speedster interjects, "he was trying to keep us off his back. Gain our trust or something"
"The boy is right" a man's voice says startling the two young heroes. They turned around to see the face of demonologist, Jason Blood.
"Forgive my racial comment, but most demons do there best to persuade there victims to get on there good side. Then when you least expect it, they'll turn on you"
"What did you mean by 'racial comment'" Connor asked.
"I'll explain later" Jason says before the alarms go off, "but right now, our suspect has been spotted"
(Line Break)
Shawn rode his bike until he stopped in front of an abandoned cheesecake factory. He kicked the kickstand out and got off his bike, looking for an entrance.
"Of course, an abandoned factory" Shawn mutters mockingly as he tried to open the door, "of course a demon would hide here. It's ten o'clock in the evening; it's dark, and cold. It's so original"
With a shoulder shove, he busts through the door. When inside he saw that it was dark.
Surprise, surprise.
"Now if I was a crack that lead to Hell" he tells himself as he used his phone as a flashlight, "where would I be? On the floor? A wall? Or in the basement?"
He heard banging under his feet, which caused him to groan.
"The basement it is"
(Line Break)
The door that lead to the basement was giving off the same aura as the door in Lucifer 's house, meaning he had found the right place.
Opening the door slowly, he saw an ominous red orange glow coming from around the corner. Staying in the shadows, he snuck in with only the sound a chain softly jingling.
He turns his head around the corner and couldn't believe his eyes. Five demons were trying to open the glowing crack wider.
'Time to go to work'
Coming out the shadows, Shawn stands behind the demons and announced, "Howdy folks"
The demons turned and hissed their ugly faces at Shawn, but he just brushed it off. "My boss told me to exterminate you guys and seal up that crack. Now I'm a nice guy, so I'll give you a choice."
"One, you go back to where you belong. Or two, I take you guys out, then I seal up the crack"
"Ignore the human's bluffs" a demon who looks like a bat says, "he can't hurt us"
"Whoever said I was a human, ya deformed Batman"
Before they could respond, Shawn unwrapped the chain around his torso and lashed it at the bat demons neck. The demon gave a strangled cry as he clawed at the chain around his neck.
Wrapping his arm around the chain, he pulled the bat demon forward. As the demon got closer, he unsheathed a hunting knife and stabbed the bat demon in the head!
The demon gave one last breath, before turning into black dust and disappearing into the crack. The rest of the demons were shocked. There was no mortal in this world that could harm them.
"W-what are you?" a demon that resembled an alligator stutters in fear.
Shawn wrapped the chain around his right hand and arm and holds the knife in a reverse hold.
"The Rider"
The demons trembled at the name. They've heard stories about the Spirit of Vengeance. How it sends sinners like them back to Hell.
But they realized something; he can't be The Rider. First off he's a kid, second of all, he doesn't have a flaming skull.
Smirking slightly, the alligator demon strode forward with his claws out. With confidence he swiped his right claw with a grunt.
Shawn ducks and gives a powerful right cross in his gut, making him lurch forward. Not giving a chance to breathe, Shawn knees him hard in his gator jaws, forcing him to lurch back.
Planting his feet into the ground, he quickly swipes his knife across the gator demon's neck, creating a thin, but fatal wound!
Black dust gushed out of the gator demon's throat before falling to the ground, becoming a pile of black dust that entered the crack.
A tiger demon roared and charged at Shawn while a snake demon slithered towards him. Unwrapping the chain from around his arm, he slashes it at the ground, making the tiger demon jump back.
He leans back to dodge a snap from the snake demons jaws before giving a front kick to its face, sending it back.
The tiger lunges forward with his fangs barred, but Shawn spins out the way before plunging his knife onto the it's side. The demon crashed into the ground, becoming a pile of black dust and disappearing into the crack.
The snake swipes it's tail, but Shawn counters by swiping his chain, wrapping the the two together. Shawn pulls the snake forward and stomps on it's tail.
The snake hissed before snapping at Shawn again. But this time, he grabbed it by its neck, stopping it in its tracks.
He grunts as it tried to make its way closer. Cocking a fist back, he smashed it's skull with a glass shattering punch, turning into black dust and entering the crack.
He groans tiredly, "I hate snakes"
He looks up and holds his chain in both hands, ready to fight the last demon. The last demon looked like a zebra, a cocky one at that.
Not even gonna bother, he takes out the second hunting knife and threw it with deadly, nailing the demon in the forehead.
The zebra demon turned into dust before joining it's brethren in the crack. Shawn whips his chain around his torso before turning his attention to the crack.
'Think, think, think. How do you seal up a crack?' Shawn thought. His key chain flashed orange, as if reading his thoughts.
He unhooked it from his belt and looked at the flashing key. Following his instincts, Shawn points the key at the crack, and the key does it's magic.
The orange glow of the crack flows into the key before it sealed itself up, making it looked like a regular wall.
"Huh" was all Shawn could say, "is that it?"
(Line Break)
The Team sat in the Bio-Ship outside the factory. This was the last place satellite feed picked up Shawn Kaijira. After he went in, he hasn't came out.
"What do you think he's doing in there" Artemis asked.
"Maybe some satanic ritual or something?" Kid Flash says before snacking on a chocolate bar.
"That seems highly unlikely" Jason says, "with his demon level, we would have seen something"
Suddenly the factory flashed an orange color before going dark once more.
"Something like that?" Superboy asked sarcastically as Miss Martian landed. The Team, including Jason exited the ship.
"You sure it's a good idea to come with us" the young speedster asks the demonologist, "things may get a little crazy"
"I've fought guys like this for breakfast" Jason says with confidence, before looking away, "or at last a friend of mine has"
Confused, Kid Flash doesn't ask. It was already hard to understand magic, but now with these demons, he just decided to roll with it.
"Stop!" Jason yells, forcing everyone to stop, "there he is"
They looked to see Shawn exiting the cheesecake factory with a small smile on his face. The Team thought it would be impossible for someone like him to be in a cult.
Unfortunately, Jason didn't see it that way.
"You! Stop right there!" Shawn stopped walking and turns to face the demonologist.
"Can I help you?" he asked politely.
"Mind telling me what you were doing in an abandoned factory in the middle of the night?"
"Nothing much, just clearing my head. But I'm done here, so I'll be on my way" Shawn lied before walking away waving his hand.
But Jason saw right through that. Grabbing Shawn's wrist, he says, "I don't believe that, your coming with me"
"Sorry, I was taught to never talk strangers" Shawn states slightly annoyed. And the tugging sensation in his gut didn't help either. Something about this guy was...demonic. So demonic, he thought The Rider wanted to come out.
Ripping his wrist out of the man's grip, Shawn continued to walk to his bike.
"I wonder how that's even possible for someone who doesn't even have parents" Jason calls out trying to strike a nerve.
The Team even cringed at his comment.
Shawn stopped walking and slowly turns to face the demonologist with his bangs covering his eyes. Assuming the worst, the Team got ready to attack.
But stopped when Shawn looked up at Jason with an amused expression, "I know what your doing; your trying to get a rise out of me. I'm not gonna lie, it worked, but I'm not gonna do anything. Unless you strike me at first"
There was silence between the two until the demonologist responds with, "Very well"
Steping back, Jason begins to chant;
Change! Change, O' form of man!
Release the might from fleshy mire!
Boil the blood
in the heart for fire!
Gone! Gone! the form of man
Rise, the Demon Etrigan!
The wind picks up as fire surrounded the man. And not just any fire.
"Hell Fire" Shawn mutters in shock. The flames surrounded the man's body and burned away his skin. His body then began to morph into a demonic creature.
When the flames died down, all that was left of Jason Blood was Etrigan, the Demon.
Shawn was surprised, but not as much as the Team. He knew there was something demonic about this guy, but he couldn't put his finger on in.
Now it's right in front of him, clear as day.
Etrigan gave a roar before charging at Shawn.