Chapter – 9
The table that was mainly used for host multiple guests was adjusted for hosting two. Servants took quarter sections of the table apart and attached them together forming a much small version of the table. The table was low to the floor and the seats were comfy cushions, like the type you would find in the Far East on Earth. Azulija clapped her clawed hands and servants came forth from the preservation room with food ranging from smoking meats of unknown animals to delectable unknown vegetables. The cup bears set down metal goblets filled with a dark liquid for the seated two.
Usually, Dante wasn't use to all this upper class style of feasting. Usually he was use to ordering pizza, Golden Coral buffets, and fast food. But he was flexible, he can adjust. After all, his parents own a large mansion with some servants, so he was use to that.
But this was alien upper-class feasting. It maybe different entirely.
Once all was in readiness the matriarch gestured to Dante to take what he like from the dishes. "But take too much there is something I would like for you to do after we eat, that doesn't require a full stomach."
"If you just want to sleep with me all you had to do was ask. I always like it rough." Dante said with a pleasant smile in plain English since he feels he exhausted the translate talent and want to speak normally.
Dante noticed that the servants that were busy with tasks about the room stopped in their tracks and turned slowly to him shock and surprised.
Azulija clicked lightly to herself and smirked. "That wasn't what I meant."
"Oh . . . my bad, beg your pardon" Dante apologized.
"I accept, though if that were to happen I may be too much for you."
"Hmm, I doubt it."
"How so?"
"Well, you may be larger than me but . . . I think it would be foolish to underestimate a challenger by the words he may say." Dante spoke while reaching for the meat dish.
"Quite right, well spoken. But since we on a subject like this why don't we have a better understanding of you, and you have a better understand of me and the clan I lead. And if their any other questions that you need answered feel free to ask. I am sure that you allow the same with mine."
Dante shrugged. "Fair enough."
Both began to eat the food on their plates.
"Aright then Dante the first one that I need to ask is: are you an ooman?"
"No." Dante said simply.
"Then what are you?"
"Nephilim."
"Nephilim?"
"Yeah. Offspring of an angel and demon. That type Nephilim."
That response caught the attention of the servants and guards again.
"Angel? You mean the servants of the ooman form of Paya, or God as they call Him.
"Servants of God the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Yep. My mother, Eva, was and one of the Archangels. My father was the Demon Knight Sparta."
"Interesting and how did this happen?"
"Like it always does: in the beginning there was a great war that spread everywhere. Sparta and his brother Mundus served Lucifer: The Morningstar the first Fallen Angel to bring all the Earth under his rule. Everything from false gods to every sin that George W. Bush did that was imaginable. Corrupting humans and once they are in Hell Lucifer makes them into demons for his army. But Sparta knew that the fallen angels were going to lose the war. So Sparta betrayed Lucifer and his brother. I guess he thought by doing this he may be grated amnesty for his crimes against the Trinity."
"This amnesty was it you Bearer, Eva?" Azulija asked.
Dante nodded. "Part of it was, I guess."
"I thought the oomans said that Angels were all male or just genderless." Azulija said point out her knowing about the supernatural creatures.
"I thought that to; but mom was reading me the Bible once and one verse said that the Humans or other beings that make it to heaven become like the angels but are restored to the former godhood that the Trinity made the in. So I guessing that solves it, I think."
"Former godhood?"
"Another time. Any-who it was foretold that a Nephilim is the only thing that can kill a Demon king, Mom and Dad never, regretted their decision. So I and my twin older brother Vergil were born . . ."
Azulija saw that Dante stopped eating and became silent. His expression was slighty sad. She knew what he was going to say next was hard bring up.
". . . The years in our parent's home were happy. Then Lucifer found were we lived he launched an attack, with Mundus leading. There enter the home and started to destroy everthing. Our Dad scooped us up as our Mom fought them off and hid us somewhere in the shadows telling us to stay here until he comes back. But he returned and we going to get Mom, Mundus had destroyed her. Sparta heartbroken at what happen fled to save us even if was something he doesn't want to do: my Mom, his wife, wanted it to happen."
"What happened next?" Azulija asked."
"Our Dante separated us. Wiped our memories clean before he was drag away by demons in chains to a place of torment . . . far from Hell and some place barren. But he did armed us with weapons that once belonged to him. From then to later we both lived our lives until the home we once lived at gave our memories back. Then we with help with a woman named Kat defeat Mundus' servants and I kill Mundus myself. But his to keep everything hidden fell and I guess the all creation not just Earth saw what was reveled in the supernatural realm."
Dante then looked up at Azulija who had an open mandible mouth. She that point to Dante and said out loud: "THAT WAS YOU!?"
"What?"
"You and your brother cause this rift over everything. Yautja Hunters, other beings on worlds getting powers, new creatures appears. This was what you caused?"
"Um . . .Yeah."
Azulija began to scratch behind her dreadlocked head.
Oh Paya, this is something.
The two spoke on different thing about the Darkblade clan. The Clan leader though summoned him here to do something that will prove something to her and the rest of the clan.
"Dante" Azulija looked up to see the male pick the last meat off the bones like a vulture. Dante then looked up wiping his mouth with a cloth. "There is one other thing I must confirm with you."
Azulija rose from her seat motioning for him to follow to the large windows that display the starry cosmic void. Servants came to clean up the table before exiting the chamber. Azulija turned to him with her expression slightly neutral.
"You must do a something for us."
"What?"
"When you killed the bad-bloods that abducted you. Well . . . that was a contracted kill, by my offspring. When you killed them you stole her kill."
"It wasn't my fault that they were going to hunt and kill me. I merely did it in self-defense." Dante responded in his defense.
"You did what you had to do. But one of our clan laws states that if anyone of Yautja or beings otherwise killed a target that was already contracted by one of our hunters, the non-affiliated must repay the debt by making a suitable kill as payment."
"Uhhh, what sort of kill do you have in mind?" Dante asked unsure what was to come.
Hmm, big crowd today. Dante thought to himself as he cast his gaze over the area of this large kehrite, or what they call theirdojo, had the most of the clan watching from either the step-like bleachers or the floor.
Dante could feel the eye of these creatures upon him as he and the Matriarch entered into the kehrite. Dante on the other hand wondered what was in store. The Matriarch said there was a kill he must do? Question is: to whom?
As the two neared the center of the kehrite Dante eyes looked over Azulija's form in this new attire she wore. She stood over seven feet having a body that seem to be built for war. Her title in which they call her was Matriarch, though her appearance did not have the aspects of what made humans old, or at lest those who wouldn't allow the demon's curse of old age to touch them.
How old are you?
"This is your kill . . ." Azulija said as she step to the side reveal the opponent.
Dante saw a kneeled Yautja with two guards on either side of him with a distant between them as though incase this hunter may try something.
"This is Ju'dha-thwei," The Matriarch announce to everyone within the vast training hall. "He is one of the subordinates that were in league with the Bad-blood trio that were on the Empress's Target list. But due to this warrior; who is of the species called the Nephilim, whose name is Dante, who skillfully defeated all three which was an already contracted kill. I ask you all to witness this duel between the two plays out. If the bad-blood wins he will be killed immediately; but if Dante wins he will the reward of a great choice. The two have been given the standard dueling gear. The duel shall begin at the sound of the Clash drum." Azulija finished.
But before she could take her seat she walks over to Dante leaning down to his ear.
"Dante if you can recall to what you and your brother did on Earth and what I told you about its effect on the universe. This Bad-blood is one who has been touch with great power. Be prepared for the unexpected." Azulija whispered.
Dante nodded and Azulija left to take her seat.
The two guards flick their wrists to release a wisp like binding the bound the criminal's limbs and neck. The Bad-blood stood with some effort in his knees joints upon begin bound in that position before the match began.
Both Dante the bad-blood Ju'dha-thwei dueling gear had a small shoulder pauldrons that was apart of a belted arm gauntlet. The rest of the body was covered black short robes that was made to allow the wearer to move as agile and fast as possible.
The gong sounded.
"These people want to see some action, to kill and gain there fear of me, they will have they eyes only on me like the face people see on a magazine."
Dante drew Rebellion and stalked Ju'dha-thwei as he charged roar with his one-edged al'Nagara. Dante swung and clashed only to be pushed backwards Ju'dha-thwei bull like charge. Dante dropped low forcing his opponent's blade to go over and away with a push from Rebellion. Ju'dha-thwei was eager to end this quickly but if he let the thoughts cloud his mind the result would be a mistake that could be his last.
Ju'dha-thwei decided that the distraction of power is in order. Raising his sword and focusing his energy into it causing it to react. Dante noticed that the criminal's blade began to glow as he swung horizontal siding out a curved white wave of electrical energy. Dante saw this reacting just as quick leaning down with in a reverse grip on Rebellion's handle; He launched one similar attack to his opponents. The two attacks collide creating an explosion of sparks and floor debris.
Azulija who watched the duel suddenly thought of its outcome if the bad-blood used one of his abilities that allow him to manipulate dead and living organic flesh. Before long she felt the cold feeling that ones death is about to take place.
Ju'dha-thwei's hand glowed and gripped the air in front. Dante wondered what he was doing until his entire right arm which presently held Rebellion began to have a sensation.
"What the hell!?" Dante exclaimed as the sensation began to numb his entire are to the right shoulder blade.
Ju'dha-thwei clicked in satisfaction as he advanced casually forward. With a flick of his wrist he cause Dante's arm to plant Rebellion into the floor. Dante gritted his teeth and he tried to break this control over his arm. Ju'dha-thwei then made Dante open his hand release his sword one finger at a time before he kick square in the face causing him to flip head over heels in the air before land on his feet with amused smirk.
"Pretty clever, but I think this game of patty cake is over. It's time for a little playground rumble."
Dante widening his stance and growled as he began to charge up his Nephilim powers and converted to his physical body. The red and blue energy sparked off him as he completely disappeared. Every Yautja voiced their shocked of this action until it to turn to awe as the Dante appeared behind Ju'dha-thwei. The Bad-blood turned and charged with his blade. But before Dante was stabbed by it, Ju'dha-thwei tripped or at least that what it appeared. Wave of green glow blood gushed onto Dante with the bad-blood's head rolling on the floor as the body was barely anything on the solid side.
Dante picked Rebellion and dismissed it before spitting some of the blood out and kissed his pointer and middle finger and raised it in the air. "Peace out, all I'm here to rock every Friday night."
The gong was about to sound until a voice roared out, "I'm still BREATHING!"
The whole that was present gasped and murmured caused Dante to turn around to unbelievable sight.
"What the hell?"
Ju'dha-thwei was whole and up on his feet, as if nothing had happened.
"It is always a nice trick to use my own shadow to make endless copies. Likely my real self waiting in the shadows until you or anyone else killed it." Ju'dha-thwei clicked and revved up his power again.
The two guards that were tasked to bring him in the training hall did notice that there was no shadow under or around Ju'dha-thwei wherever light sources were present. That felt the eye of the clans council upon them and bow their heads in shame.
That is a great excellent set of tricks that you had shown. But … do you really think that is going to intimidate me. Honestly you must so stupid that a little flash here and flare there is going to scare me.
"No, but this might …"
Ju'dha tensed up and focused his power into an orb between his hands which glowed brighter with intensity before engulfing him with his very body changing for this duel. And the light faded and the dust cleared a shadow cloaked in black with an augmented al'Nagara walked forth hissing and rattling like a Rattlesnake under a helm with resembled a raven's visage. The imposing form only hovered a few feet off the ground.
Dante didn't let the opponent's striking form cloud his thinking.
Dante closed his eyes and with a small amount of strain summoned a blue clawed limb that blazed as it was stationary. Then with greater strain as his eyes glowed blue seized Ju'dha-thwei in his clutches, then Dante slammed Ju'dha-thwei to the ground three times before grabbing him and immolating him in a blue fire that was so hot that the yautja's life fire of his soul extinguished completely.
Dante dismissed his weapons before dropping to one knee. That power he rarely used that was one of his of Angel powers. A power had not gotten the usage fully, hence the stress it causes. Before long Dante blackout before he used his rejuvenating powers to fully recuperate . . .
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