Chapter 7

Aya watched Torian sniff around like a bloodhound, his eyes glowing bright violet as he crawled across the pavement.

"Anything?" Yohji asked, watching him. Silver had insisted that Ken and Omi stay behind with thirteen other skilled fighters to help guard Kyriel and Gabriel while they were incapacitated. She hadn't liked the idea of leaving them with anything less despite how Ken had bitched.

Torian glared at Yohji before continuing his sniffing. He paused, craning his neck to the side.

"Around twenty demons, they aren't here anymore, but…their scent is mingled with some that…I don't recognize them directly, I just recognize where they're from," Torian mused, taking another deep inhale.

"And?" Aya trained his eyes in the direction that Torian had been looking.

"They're from your world. I smelled them on your clothes before. Four of them."

"Male or female?" Yohji asked, his hand tightening on Aya's shoulder. Please be female, those bitches are easier to fight than…

"Male," Torian started to crawl toward the scent.

"You don't want to confront them with a bunch of demons! Seriously! If its Schwarz then they're hard enough to fight without them having backup!" Yohji explained.

"Then I'll eat them!" Torian hissed, baring his teeth.

"They have psychic abilities. If they see you coming you're fucked. They can see the future, freeze your body, or attack your mind, plus they use guns."

"Then we need more firepower, shit! Let me see if I can find more Seraphim that are willing to fight. They aren't as susceptible to psychic powers," Silver growled.

"We know someone who is barely susceptible at all, but he's…"

"Don't you dare even suggest it!" Sevron growled, picking Torian up off the ground. "He's dying as it is, even if he can fight off their power he won't be able to actually kill them because he's rotting!"

"Aridan," Aya guessed.

"Yeah, every time he's born he learns new tricks, he learns how to resist things that hurt him in the past, and certain psychic powers have already been used on him, so they won't work anymore, but Sevron's right, he's in no shape for this," Silver explained.

"We could try to lure them close enough for me to freeze. Once they're frozen their powers shouldn't work," Torian suggested.

"That sounds like a plan, then we can kill their stupid asses!" Yohji grinned. It sounded like a damned good plan to him as long as Torian managed to freeze them first.

"What do we do until then?" Aya asked, watching Devi kneel on the pavement and press his hands to the ground. Violet flames shot from his hands, surrounding a huge black shadow before both the flames and the shadow vanished.

"We just did it, the portal is closed. Now we go home and see if anyone's willing to trade information."

Torian suddenly flopped out of Sevron's arms and dropped to lay flat on the ground, sweeping his leg out and tripping Sevron to fall on his back as well. Something narrowly missed where he'd landed, swooping by him.

"The fuck was that?" Yohji gasped, pulling his wires loose. He flung them at something that moved out of the corner of his eye, turning to watch the demon's head hit the pavement. It was times like this that he was glad Aridan had enhanced their weapons,

He watched Aya draw his sword in a flash and take down another demon.

"I thought you said they weren't here!" Yohji growled, dodging the swipe of talons from another demon.

"They aren't, these are different demons," Torian grabbed one of the demons and dragged it to the ground, devouring it while it thrashed and screamed in agony.

Yohji winced, forcing himself not to look in the direction of the grotesque sounds while he fought against the demon. He kicked it hard in the chest, sending it back just far enough to be able to catch in his wire without nicking himself.

Aya was there suddenly, his sword sliding through its back and out its stomach.

"You almost got me!" Yohji gasped, looking at how close the blade was to his own skin.

Aya rolled his eyes with a 'hn' that clearly said 'as if I'd be that careless'.

Yohji finally turned his head and looked to Torian, who was completely soaked in blood and filling his greedy little mouth. He shuddered at the sight and wondered how exactly Sevron took the little beast to bed with him. He wouldn't be able to see past this sight. But then again, he supposed that innocent people would see his own work that way.

They were all murderers.

Author's notes: I hope people like the story so far, I kinda know the direction I'm moving in now XD!