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So lets recap. (Mainly from Rin's 3rd person POV)
Rin summons Sebastian who later on turns out to be a stowaway, hiding in assiah away from Satan while he builds up his strength in order to challange said demon king. Unfortunately he doesn't appreciate being summoned by the hare of his old master and found a smart way to attack Rin and be unsummoned. When he was summoned he revealeRin to his friends. While recovering he found that his friends cared more about his wellbeing than finding that he was the son of satan. When he returns to the abandoned dorm they are attacked by Grell who wants him dead so he can't summon his beloved Sebby and Ciel but when cornered, Izumo forces Rin to summon said demon again who banished the reaper at Rin's expense. After things settle again Sebastian finss that Undertaker would like to join in their fight against Satan and stucks around. Shortly after Rin finally wakes up, Ciel 'accidently' finds a key that leads to the Vatican HQ and manages to sneak in and inform the paladin and a large number of exorcists of Rins existance and they storm the grounds of true cross in persuit of the spawn of Satan and his associates. Fortunately, Mephisto tips them off and they attempt to run but end up cornered, as a last resort, Sebastian shows Rin how to open a gehenna gate and they dive in, not before the paladin kills Yukio in a failed attempt to make the group surrendor. When Rin an Sebby along with Ciel, Izumo, Undertaker and Shur fall through the gate, they find that Gehenna is in the midst of a huge war between its inhabitants and the invading angels. The group take refuge in a cave where they are greeted by Amaimon who was sent by Mephisto to aid them, Sebastian, infuriated by Ciels betrayal and now in dire need of all the power he can get, consumes Ciels soul ahead of schedule. Shortly after they are attacked by Iblis and Egyn. They manage to defeat the two 'kings' but are once again attacked, this time by a certain demon in maids attire with her three assistants. This time they aren't so lucky and loose Shura and Izumo in battle and Rin and Sebastian is swiftly overcome.
Now...
Rin's conciousness slowly pushed against the darkness that shrouded his mind. Voiced and sounds drifted in and out of being around him but he had neither the strength nor the focus to listen. As the fog lifted a little more he noticed a dull ache at the back of his head and somewhere in his midriff. His head was pounding violently and he would give anyhing for unconciousness to claim him, anything to make this pain go away. What had happened? He wracked his brain for something that would explain why he felt like his insides where on fire and his head was splitting, or even why he felt so exhausted. They where in gehenna, he had cam here with Sebastian and Undertaker and some other people. Some other people he wouldn't be able to see again. His head throbbed painfully as his memory cleared. They had been fighting demons, kings, fire and ice, and he remembered defeating one of them. As the big rock demon crumbled he remembered a part of its body falling down, crushing someone. His head throbbed again, he didn't want to remember but the images flooded back to him without his control. Izumo, dead, Shura, dead, Ciel, dead. Something inside him snapping, he attacked the maid and her assistants, possibly killed one of them but the maid had stabbed him with her hand and everything went balack. Now he was here, wherever here might be. He tried to open his eyes but they could have been soldered shut for all he knew. Again he tried to listen to the people around him but his mind was still far to clouded to focus. As his mind cleared, he became aware of just how much his body ached, how exhausted he was. He realised that he was sittig on a hard, probably wooden chair with arms, he tried to move his hands but something was stopping them even though he couldnt feel anything. He tried to work out the creek In his neck but it only made the wound on the back of his head twist paifully an he groaned. The voices he had been hearing up until now silenced and one spoke up.
"Weeeeeell, I believe the prince is finally waking up. Good morning, my son." The voice was disturbingly familiar and he seized attmempting to move. The voice was polite yet each word lashed out with savagery and violence that prevoked fear like Rin had never felt in his life. He warred witth his eyelids and they slowly opened, the blue glow of the room sending shart throbs through his skull. Once his vision sharpened a little, he lifted his head and saw that he was indeed sitting at a table on an armchair, his flames where burning freely around him but their was a fine string of lighter flames around each wrist, keeping him bound to the chair. He lifted his head a little more and bile rose in his throat, on he dark wooden dining table it appearex, he was sitting at, their was an array of trays and plates made of something that looked like dull, course porceline and on them sat different sized and shaped raw meat. Rin took a few slow breaths to quill his writhing stomach as he identified various organs that almost looked human that he really didn't want to think about. He lifted tried to make sense of the blurred shapes around him and focused on the person sitting in the chair dirdectly opposite him and froze. Shura was staring directly at him, mouth slightly agape, eyes glassy an devoid of life. That didn't make sense. The memory flashed through his mind and his eyes trailed to where the other demons had disembowled her and once again found himself choking back his stomach content. Someone had...put her back together, sewn to be more specific, he wouldn't allow his mind to go any further than that. There where stitches holding her shoulders in place and more stitches going down her front and there was a dark crevice between each set of stitches. He dry heaved as he tore his gaze away from the sight but wasn't any better. Next to Shura, the chair was empty but it was covered in smears of blood and gore with pieces of ripped fabric draped over the back, what wasn't stained beyond recognition with red had the pattern of the true cross girls school uniform skirt on it, was that...? Next to that was a similar scene only the fabric was destroyed beyond recignition and thir was a lot less gore. Rin shivvered, not wanting to know who that used to belong to. He started to shake uncontrollably, he screaed his eyes up and tried to break free of the bounds weekly, ignoring the screams of protest from his torso as it twisted with his desperate struggling.
"Calm down master, you'll hurt yourself even more." The somewhat comforting voice of Sebastian came from somewhere to his left and he stilled. He turned his head as much as he could and caught sight of Sebastian, uniform ripped and splattered with blood. He was also bound with those blue cuffs only the flames where blackening the pail skin of his wrists. His usually composed face showed something weary, almost scared. Rin was about to ask where they where when that voice from before spoke again from somewhere out of Rin's vision.
"Yes my boy, you should indeed stop struggling, my assistant's wanted to offer their sincerest apologys for getting a little over excited, I can assure you they are being punished for it." Rin tried to find the source of the voice, to see him for himself but he was somewhere behind him off to one side. "I thought I'd reunite you an your friends, It was the best I could do with what was left." The sneer in his voice made Rin see red with rage. His flames blazed around him but quickly subsided as his exhaustion took its toll and he swayed in his chair. When it passed, he felt hands on his shoulders and immediately tried to shake them off. "Now now my boy, I wish you where more like your brother." Rin froze at the words. What the hell was that sthat supposed to mean? One of the hands mkved from his hand and started brushing the side of his cheek.
"Gerroff me-" he hissed, cringing away from the hand which felt surprisingly human. "Show yourself!" He shouted involuntarily. Their was a cackle from behind and the hands dissapeared. The chair he was sittig in was jolted back with brutal force and the back of the chair hit the floor wih an earsplitting clang. Rin gasped as the collision shot pain through his body and his head hit wood, making stars burst into his vision. He cried out in pain as a wave of shock passed over him and blood flew from his mouth and splattered his chin and tee. A fave swam into vied above him appearing upside down. Piercing Azure eyes gazed down at him with contempt and a sneer graced his lips. His hair was a similar colour to his own only long and unevenly cut, half tied into a tail and the rest sweepig around his face. His teeth where pointed as wh3re his ears which poked out from between his hair, sapnning out like an elfs. As much as he didn't want to admit it he could see himself looking exactly like him in thirty years time.
This was Satan, his real father. The man made a mockery of a pouty expression.
"You could try to be happpy to meet your real father once again, I know your step father Shi-"
"DON'T SAY HIS NAME!" He shouted at him. " Don't...Even...say his name." He spat between gasps. The pout vanished from Satans face and he scowled.
"Doesn't the book say honour thy father and thy mother? Show a little respect for your daddy my boy." He hooked a foot under the chair and kicked it upright. Satan came into view as he walked around the table opposite, Rin tried to close his eyes as he grabbed sShura's hair and pushed the courpse aside and sat down but he action was to shocking to tear his eyes away. He now took note of the room that they where sitting in. It was a small room with the table zitting in the centre. The walls seemed un even and oddly textured but it was hard to see in the dim lighting. Their was a grand candelabra hanging from the ceiling holding candles that flickered with blue flames. Satan gracefully sat down, smoothing any wrinkles in thw slick black sukt he wore as he sat and picked up a knife and fork from either side of the plate and started cutting into what, Rin gulped, looked like a human heart. He closed his eyes and turned towards Sebastian, he screwed his eyes up to try and block everything out when Satan spoke again.
"You know, Shura was it? She had quite the rare heart, purely human but tynted with demonic power, I'd consider her quite the delicacy. " Rins eyes snapped open, he slowly turned to face the demon. "It's a shame your friend who wore the skirt was ground to a paste, she would have been-"
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! Don't even mention them, DON'T EVEN SAY THEIR NAMES! I -I..." Rin's voice gave way for a couhing fit that rasped at his already dry throat. He ouldn't believe what he was seeig, what he was hearing. He didn't want to believe it but he couldn't find a way to deny it. He felt his sanity slipping away from him like water, his thouhts giving way for dark desires, the need to destroy. His flames flared around him again, wild and frighterning yet withjn bis control. He didn't care who or what was in the room, he wanted to burn it, to reduce it to dust. All senses lost, he growled at Satan whose eyes lit up with surprise. His flames shot towards the demon he despised wih all of his being, they wrapped around him and roared, almost blinding anyone who observed. Rin willed his flames to burn hotter, faster, they lightened in colour but became denser, almost to the point where they where opaque. Over the roar of his flames he heard Sebastian telling him to stop but he didn't care, he was going to destroy this demon, destroy the one who had robbed him of his family, robbed him of a normal life and murdered his friends. The flames died down and Rin's head started feelig heavy but he willed his flames to keep burning but they quickly waned to nothing. Satan was still lsitting as he had been moments agi, his hair a little dissevveled but otherwise unscathed. The expression on his face was beyond murderous, he was positively furious. Panting, Rin tried to glare at him but with his breath coming in heavy pants and his eyelids slowly drooping, it probably loo, ed more pathetic than anything. He couldn't stop the greif that rose in his chest and his eyes burned, liquid pricking the corners and he let his chin drop to his chest. They had had one chance, just one chance ,and it had failed. His energy had completely depleted, his flames where no longer burning around him like they usually did and everyone was dead, the best he could hope for now was a swift and painless death bjt he doubted he would get such a thing. He heard moved as Satan stood up opposite and he walked around the table towards him, his tone calm as he walked.
"Now that's no way to treat your father is it? Thouh even I can admit your powers have definitely gotten stronger since the first time we met but honestly now, I've lost count of how many years I've lived, did you honestly think that would work?" Rin clenched his teeh together and Baled his fist s in rage. Their was the sound of leather bejng stressed ans Satan picked somehing large up from his riht side. He kicked the chair away and threw whatever it was, presumably something large, on the table. "Before we go any further let us enjoy the main course."he said in a twisted sing song voice that had Rin's head reeling. He didn't', couldn't look, instead he kept his head down and resumed struggling against his restraints. "Their is no point kid, you can't break free. Give it a century and baybe you could move them," he cackled maniacally, his shrill laugh making Rin's panic rise.
"Don't look," Sebastian mumbled from his left. His voice barely audiable. "I have anidea," he breathed. Rin froze, how could he possibly have a plan? How was it remotely possible to get out of this. They where defeated, their was no escape and he wouldn't dare let himself hope. Finally looking up he shot him the most hateful look he could muster. It was he who had gotten them into this mess. His fault.
He tried to summon up his flames, he was going to destroy him. But it only sent a shooting pain through his chest and his mind fogged. He felt exhaustion pulling him under and he raised his eyes. Satan had resumed his seat opposite but their was now a figure laying accross the table, still and unmoving. His eyes swept over the figure until eventually he found its face. All the air left his lungs and his heart sskipped a beat. Like Shuras, the glassy eyes that stared endlessly at the ceiling could not beling to anyone living, but their was no way he could be here, lieing on the table before him dead. The world began to spin benieth his feet as he continuously failed to draw air. he can't be dead, he can't possibly be dead. the words replayed over in his head over an over, but his twins lifeless body not being enough evidence to convince him. he can't be dead, he can't be dead. the courpse In front of him was a lie, a corpse with yukio's face. Their was an ear splitting scream that surrounded him, full of all the fear and sorrow and rage he felt. It droned on and on, not stopping and he wanted it to stop. He realised that it was his own. He was screaming madness, his mind was not his own, and the only thing he could think about was ripping the life out of the one whose laugh could be heard over his own maniacal screams, peelig it away and wtching the lights leave his eyes qnd then hanging his body on display, humiliating him as he had his brother, his only remaining family. He lunged forwards and felt the restraints fall away before his rage dround out everything.
Sebastian watched in amazement as Rin successfully pulled himself away from the flames binding his wrists and ankles. He dived over the table and his brothers body at Satan with his clawed fingers poised to strike. Satans eyes widened momentarily before he caught him by the collar of his shirt, threw him to the ground and presumably stomped on his chest. The masters manic screams turned to ones of pain before they wavered and died and his previously raging flames died to nothing. Satan scoffed and turned to him with narrowed eyes.
"At the very least I would have expected you to teach my son some manners." He hissed. Sebastian chuckled humourlessly.
"My apologies my lord, for I have not had enough time to teach him proper etiquette."
"You can't smooth your way out this time Sebastian, you don't even have a tail anymore." As if to taunt him even more, his own tail lifted from behind him and swayed without purpose. Sebastians fake smile faded quickly. "So what exactly was the purpose of coming here at this time? I know exactly what it was but I want to hear it directly for your mouth." Satans expression turned somewhat sour, the effect terrorizing. Sebastian remained silent, he had to get his thoughts in order or he wouldn't be able to execute a dinner service let alone an escape plan, being in the presence of the one man he feared and despised was making hjnking straiht a challange. Loosing patience, Satan jumped up on the table and nealt on one knee in front of him, carefully avoiding the plates of decomposing human entrails. "I believe I asked you a question," he said slowly, all traces of humour gone from his expression.
"I brouht you your son in exchange for my tail and freedom." Silence. Seconds ticked by as Sebastian stared into those misshapen red an blue eyes that searched for any hint of a lie. Satan broke the tension when he suddenly snarled and jumped from his perch, something silver glittering in his hand, over Sebastians head and landed behind him. He broke away the back of the armchair with ease and pulled Sebastian to his feet by the back of his jacket. Next moment Sebastian felt sheer agony paralyse him and he actually had to bite back a scream. Satan twisted the knife he had stabbed into the center of the stub where his tail used to protrude and Sebastian went limp. Fire flooded his veins and he collapsed into a pile on the floor as Satan let go.
"Like I'd believe that for a second, you come here in the midst of war with my sons and their school friends, resisting my forces and think I'd believe that? I'm not going to let you go this time." Sebastian felt his body burn as blue flames surrounded him. His clothes burned to dust and his skin blackened but he gritted his teeth. Not wanting to give Satan the satisfaction, hanging onto his hatred with all his will until the flames died down giving his probably now charred skin chance to heal. "Now Sebastian, you could be a sport and let loose a little, or an I just not doing enough?" he said the last word with a hiss and Sebastian was engulfed in flames once again. This time he had to make a real effort not to let anything past his lips. Once again Satan stopped thd flames and cackled in delight. "Like what I did with the place? I guess you could say I went a little mad after loosing the brats mother, those basdard exorcists killed her so as a reminder I decourated the walls with their flesh, a wonderfully creative imp crafted crockery from their bones, even you would be astounded by his skills. But then I ran out of bodies so I started making a hobby of it, collecting the flesh of everyone and anyone, the entire palace is adourned in it and its tynted the air and grounds of gehenna painting everything a beautiful red, and right I the centre of it all is my very own cathedral of flesh." As he continued his ramblings Sebastian tried to remove the knife from his tail stub but his entire body had completely shut down, unresponsive and useless. Flames wrapped around him again and he hissed as they burned even hotter than before, melting skin and muscle. When they stopped again he took a rugged breath. The foul putrid air around them was almost soothing in comparison to the flames. He was about to say something but quickly realised that his lips and tongue nad been burned away, ne could have slapped himself for not realising this when his sight and hearing stopped and Satans ravings stopped. Unable to help himself he sent his thoughts towards Satan.
"May I ask where Undertaker is? I have not seen him since your new maid attacked us." He said as casualy as possible. Satans cackle rang throuh his head.
"My my myyyy, I had no idea you you had grown so heroic, asking about the safety of others while In such a...compromised position. My rather inco petent servents lost him after capturing you, had I have known that he was the last living member of the rather pathetic excuse for a rebellion I would have ordered his capture aswell as yours. No matter, he can't stay out of my grasp for long, when I have him his body will craft a beautiful fireplace for my study." His detested laugh filled his head once again and he smiled internally, having an idea of where aundertaker escaped to if he wasnt ambushed by any other kings along the way. Their was silence for a few minutes before Satans voice sounded again. "I have buiseness to attend to, I will grant you this time to rest and recover, when I get back we will celebrate are little reunion properly." After that everything went completely silent and still and Sebastian, for the first time in years, fell into a deep slumber.
Sometime later Rin awoke. Unlike the last time he awoke everything was clear in his mind. He was lying on a somewhat cushioned surface on his back and his muscles where stiff. He lay still listening for any signs of life in the room but evetythkng was still and silent. Once satisfied he was alone, He opened his eyes and slowly pushed himself up, groaning as he muscles around the hole in his stomach tensed. Gripping the corner of the table he dragged himself to his feet and found himself staring once again at Yukio's lifeless face. His complexion was pail, almost greyish and his skin was ice cold as he brushed the back of his hand against his cheek. Not knowing how much time he would have before someone came and took him away or just out right kill him, He felt Yuki's wrist for a pulse but realised the action was pointless before he even moved his arm.
Yukio, his twin brother, his last living reletive and the only thing in his life that had really ment anything, was dead. He was truely alone.
Something in his chest constricted painfully and he bit his quivvering lip, warm trails streaking his cheeks uncontrollably. He held his unresponcive hand in his grasp, silently begging fod ths pressure to be returned before mentally shaking the wish off. He spent a little time moving his arms neatly to his sides, mumbling under his breath. "You always have to be so neat but you're making it h-hard on me, y-your arms are a-all s-stiff..." he broke off into sobs and moved to his hair, doing his best to make the grubby yet still shiny brown locks as neat as possible but no matter what he did it wouldn't stay the way it was supposed to. "Y-you spent far t-to much time practising with his stuff, I-I a-always thought I-it was a l-little girly," he hiccupped and fell into silance, once he had done the best he could, he removed his glasses and closed his turquoise eyes, unable to take how they didn't look back at him with a teasing look at how pathetic he probably looked right now, how they didn't twinkle with mischief before he sat up and told him it was a joke and he had nothing to worry about. He cleaned the glasses, cursing when the grime caking his clothes only made them worse. Finding a cleaner spot, he wiped them as clear as possible and replaced them on Yukios face. He always thought it was dumb when people said the dead looked like they where sleeping but Yukio's expression was peaceful, like he really where sleeping. He stood and admired his work for a moment, fresh tears burning the corners of his eyes and making new trails down his face, he looked around the room and spotting the curtains. He carefully stepped over theShuras body to the large windows and tore one of the black, mothera eaten curtains down and threw it over his little brothers body and smoothed it out, his heart wringing at the thought of how Yuki would scold him for not being neat about things an he cursed again thickly as small wet dots marked the fabric. Once satisfied he pulled Shura's body, being as gentle as he could, and lay her on her back on the floor next to the table. Once she lay neatly next to Yuki on the floor, he mumbled some of the words he remembered from Shiro's funeral, breaking off after every couple of words because his voice became to thick for even him to understand. Once he had ran out of things to say, he reluctantly summoned his flames. They danced around him, their warmth providing an almost blanket like comfort before he engulfed the table in flames and watched as it was reduced to dust within minutes. He then found a vase filled with some unidentifiable red weeds which he threw to one side and gently scooped up as much of the ash as possible from where the table, and Yuki - he swallowed forcefully- had been and placed it in the vase. He wanted to do it for the others but it was to much. All the time he did this he hadn't been aware of a pair of eyes watching him.
"I'm sorry about your brother." Rin jumped and turned, wincing as he turned and watched as Sebastian stepped out of a shadowy corner. He would have felt embarassed or angry or even concerned at the angry black tinted burns that marred his bare skin but he couldn't bring himself to feel anything towards the demon. He looked down at the vase that stood at his feet and tried to wipe his face with his sleeve, probably smearing even more grime on himself. Clearing his throat he spoke without looking at Sebastian, unable to mask the hepelessness that he felt.
"What now?" Sebastian pulled the remaining curtain down and picked something up from the floor and their was a slight snapping noise He tore the fabric and started messing with it, as he walked to stand next to Rin. Sebastian continued doing whatever he was doing and when Rin looked up he was putting on the neatly tailored pants on that where made of material that looked suspiciously like the curtainx he had held a minute ago. A ghost of a smile curled the corner of his lips at the demons handywork. He then walked around the ash remains and started picking up pieces of splintered wood from what used to be a chair.
"What are you doing?" He asked, only half interested. Sebastian continued his search until he found what looked like a it used to be a part of the arm of the chair. He gave Rin a satisfied smile and Rin couldn't help but feel a little curious. Sebastian pulled a little piece of paper that was stuck to the under part of the chair and showed it to the other. Rin tilted his head trying to make sense of why Sebastian was grinning so much before he folded it away and carefully folded it away and placed it in his pocket.
"You forget I still have my summoning circle." He said simply, standing with one hand accross his stomach and the other behind his back. Rin raised an eyebrow and frowned. Sebastian let loose a little chortle. "Remember what happened the second time you summoned me?" Rin frowned, Sebadtian could rip the paper and go home, that still didn't solve anyrhing as much as he didn't want to be left in this literal hell completely by himself. He shrugged and looked back at the vase.
"If you're going to go, just go. Demons fend for themselves right?" He spat the last few words, balling his fists so hard that his nails cut into his palms.
"What. Happened. Last time you summoned me," he demanded. Rin was loosing his patience, he just wanted to spend what little free time he had alone with his thoughts, he could be dead when those footsteps he could hear in the distance reached this room, he didn't want to spend this time solving the demons riddles.
"You brought that kid with you! So what! When you rip it you'll go back and his ashes might go with you, JUST GO ALREADY!" He clenched his teeth in anger, trying to steady himself as his eyes started burning again. Sebastian sighed and crossed the distance a litt, e less gracefully than usual before bowing.
"Yes, I brought Ciel with me, whats not to say I can't take YOU back with me this time?" A slow smile spread accross his face as he spoke, his eyes blazing with conviction. "I'm not going to leave you hear, I do still want to defeat Satan, but we have no chance of dojng it now as we are. If we go back we can try again, we only need to find your sword." Rin was stunned, that hadn't even crossed his mind. A misty ray of hope shone in his head, he couldn't bring Yukio back, he couldn't even go back to true cross but he could avenge their deaths. It wasn't much but it was enough. He picked up the vase, cradling it to his chest and nodded at Sebastian who straightened.
"Hide in here, I'll find the sword."
Rin dissapeared into the shadowy corner he had been hiding in, cradling the vase filled with his twins remains to his chest. At first he had wanted to stop hum from cremating the corpses but with the overwhelming stwnch of rotting flesh so thick in the air you could almost see it, he didn't thinkmanyone beyond theee feet of the room would be able to detect it. He tried to open the only door to the room but it was locked and wouldn't budge. Crossing over to the window, he was pleased to find it unlocked and not a fake so he easily slid it open and climbed out. Still stiff and a little off balance from Satans torture, he takes it slow as he shuffles allong the side of the building and checks each window as he passes. He finally comes to a window casting a cold blue light onto the desolate feilds around and peers in. Inside is what he remembers to be the throne room but it didn't look remotely like it used to. Shiny black marble floors where replaced by a carefully placed jigsaw of flesh that carpeted the entire floor and climbed the walls. In the very center of the roo sat an elevated throne crafted from what looked like thousonds upon thousonds of bones, some still had darkened bits of blackened flesh clinging to them. The room was empty apart from a pair from two Salamander brutes, dinosaurs-like beasts shroud in blazing orange red fire with their backs and muscular arms coated in thick armer glowing red from the heat of their bosies, each held a spear in their left hand. These two stood as guards at either sides of the double doors on the opposite side of the room. Casually resting against the throne was Rins sword which seemed to be the source of the eery glow that cut throgh the darkness that had descended while they had been held captive. Sebastian studied the room for signs of hidden guards and noticed a number of regular salamanders clinging to the ceiling. He quickly ducked out oc the way, it would only take one of them to notice and raise ghe alarm before he could get he jumo on the main guards. Not seeing many other options, he slowly eazed the window open until it was wide enough for him to slip through. Taking a moment to brace himself, he swing himself around and landed on his feet in the room behind the throne. The reaction of the guards was jnstant. The salamanders from the ceiling detached themselves and fell to the ground shooting fire at him from their open mouths. He danced around them and swiped the sword, using it to deflect an inconing spear and jump back to the window and sliding out without delay. As he edged his way back, carefully holding the sword and its scabbard under one arm, he shuffled bacl allong the side of the building, noticing the increase of activity in each room as he passed. He had a feeling of dread, it had been far to easy to retrieve the sword, with that in mind he spead up his pace. When he reached the dining hall, he jumped in without checking but froze when a horror filled voice met his ears.
"SEBASTIAN!" Of course, something just had to happen. He straightened and smoothed down his pants and gripped the sword in one hand, scabbard in the other. Satan was standing behind a terrified looking master who was still clutching his brothers remains. A clawed hand had snaked its way under Rins chin and was raking the soft flesh underneath, leaving trails of red as they raked which healed seconds later leaving him with fresh skin to mar. The other hand was resting on top of Rins shaking ones which where clutching the vase, the act was pointless to him but he knew it was probably more than enouh to keep Rin compliant. Satans eyes blazing somewhere between amusement and fury as they borded into his own, mocking, challenging.
"Now now, I leave you alone for a few hours to rest and this is how you repay me? Not only sneaking off but destroying my beloved furniture? How dare you!" He raked a little more forcefully and Rin whimpered, he clutched the vase a little harder and Satan laughed. "Careful now, wouldn't want you to...drop your little brother now would we?" His other hand mimmicked his other and he started slowly raking slices into the back of the masters hand and he wimpered again, the sight was pitiful. "Hush now my son, you can join him ssoon, I'm sorry to say that you have outlived your usefulness, what am I supposed to do with a bosy I can posess that can withstand my powers in assiah when its...well... NOT, in assiah?" His voice had a mock soothing tone to it like he was trying to comfort the clearly terrified boy. Satan returned his gaze to his own. "I do believe that you thought that his little runt could actually best me in a fight if you where to train him up? But, given the circumstancex I'd say that you arrived here a little ahead of schedule, am I wrong?" He waited for an answer with wide, melicious eyes and Sebastian snarled, loosing his composure a little.
"You where right a few hourse ago but plans can always changed. He has also outlived his usefulness in my eyes at the prseent time." Rins wide eyes focused on him and his lips partedin betrayal. Satan on the other hand looked furious. Smirking to himself, Sebastian charged forward as fast as he could. He plunged the sword from an downwards angle up and right through the hole in Rins chest and right through the king of gehennas heart. They both let out a piercing scream before he retracted the sword and let Rin fall forward to his chest. Satan fell back a little and howled in fury, his flames filling the entire room. Gritting his teeth and making sure Rin still had hold of his brother, he pulled the summoning circle from his pocket and watched with a slight sigh of relief as the paper burned away, he saw Satan charging towards them, teeth bared and eyes glowing wih furn before his vision went black for the briefest second. He closed his eyes, breathing a great sigh of relief when his feet hit solid ground and the clean air around him confirmed their temporary victory. He opened his eyes and was standing in the last place he was before being summoned, in the manors previous masters bedroom. He looked down at the blackened navy hair his newest masters head and eased the vase from his slackened grasp with one hand and lowering him onto the mattress where he slumped. Unable to help himself he frouned at the red that creeped out from underneith hkm, soaking and possibly staining the previously pristine sheets red. Tutting to himself, he set the vase in the corner of the room and placing a book accross the top as a make shift lid, making a mental note to find a more suitable 'housing' the next say and left for his own quaters. He gave himself a quick sponge bath and changed into his more familiar uniform, immediately missing the convenience of showers and electronic irons. Now more suitably adorned to serve a master, he returned to the masters bedroom with first aid and clean attire.
Sooooo, we've had Sebastian living in the ane world but mow we have Rin living in the kuros world ^^ unfortunately thekr wont be an awful lot of this but atleast their i some ^^
Just so ya know, the cathedral of flesh is actually something I borrowed from an old pc game I was addicted to years ago called "Vampire: redemption". It was pretty graphic and gruesome at the time but it was totally awesome ^^
If it seemed a bit (or 100% cl pletely, totally and utterly) OOC when Rin wakes up and cremates the bodies, he has more or less lost his mind at this point, its actually kjnda sad, he switches from being perfectly logical and going the other way and freakig out at the worst possible time like when they are about to escape and Satan has him captive. I know the end was probably a bit dull but this has atleast two more chapters to go, the next one is a reletively short and the their will be the finale and maybe an extra chapter after that. I actually have two endings fkr this fic that im torn between but I think ill write both of them out so you get both of them ^^anyways, im itching to write them so you can expect the next upsate to be within a reasonable time ^^ dont get your hopes up to hight but I may be able to update tomorrow =
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Blackchaosaria2501- thank yuo so much for the awesome reviews! =D I knew how badly you wanted that to happen, hope you sont hate me for this pretty sad chappy let me know what ya hink in this one #hugs# xx
Guest - First I must thank you again. Your reviews are great to read. But yet again you have proved how petty you are. You clearly hate this fic and all my others and yet you sat and spent all that time reading them just to insult them, one point to me. You try your absolute best to sound like an overeducated know-it-all when you really sound like a trolling grammar nazi with no life since you have SOOOOO much time to sit and read this "shit", two points to me. All this knowledge you seem to have and yet you still can't grasp the basic knowledge that is that you will never be able to hate my fic's, ridicule them, point out errors an what not as much as I simply don't care and whats more, laugh at your opinion. Please continue reading and insulting my fics, I quite enjoy the banter. ^^