(Makimura POV)

I saw dad grabbing a plane by its tail with his chain. Dad's face resembled like Ghost Rider but his Mexican army jacket was burning with spikes protruding from the jacket. He then screamed at the demon army in front of him and threw the plane at the Satan's army. One demon whose appearance resembled of a serpent monster tried to escape but mom quickly went up to the serpent and grabbed it by the throat before biting a significant chunk of its head. The serpentine monster screamed in pain and fell backward on two tanks. Luckily, the soldiers in the tank were able to escape from being crushed to death. The serpent monster got up quickly. Meanwhile, the nonhumans in combat were trying to mitigate the serpent's damage. One nonhuman said to us, "Hey! Ayudame!" (Help!)

My dad saw me and screamed out, "Miki-chan! Taro-kun! We got too many demons here! Help the humans out!" I saw human soldiers stuck under a downed wing from an airplane next to them. Taro and I rushed towards the humans who were stuck. Taro transformed into his demon centipede form and lifts up the wing that was crushing the soldiers. "Gracias chicos. We'll help your parents.," the soldiers said to us.

"You're welcome," Taro said.

"Hey. Tell your Comandante that we got this."

"Will do," Makimura said while pointing to her parents, "Now, help them."

All nodded and went straight into battle. The humans never give up even if their condition is in dire straits. Was it nationalism? Was it brotherhood? Or was it the need to survive? I do not know what the humans are thinking but when I was a human I was compassionate and loving yet, I admit, a bit of naivety. I felt like a tragic character, doing something great before ending up dead.

I looked up and saw a demon being decapitated from head to toe. A Mexican marine with his machete started to cut the monster up, little by little. They whacked the head off like it was cutting down a tree. Once finished, a truck hooks its hook up to the mouth of the demon and drags it across the runway. That head, that lonely head looking over the distance. Its eyes were open but droopy and rolled back; its mouth closed but smiles a bit; its head twitched a bit. I fell back a bit and hid away from the battle. Taro came up to me, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah. Just let me be. Go help mom and dad."

"But-"

"Help them! Leave me alone!" I pushed Taro back using my power.

Taro was surprised when I moved him and went away from me to help our parents. I put my hands over my face, hiding behind a downed airplane wing. "I'm sorry, Taro. I'm sorry." Tears were flowing over my face. The sounds of gunfire and the fires cackling over the distance were too much for me. After being resurrected, I thought I lost my original self and went on to change myself for the better. Yet the past never left me. I have been dragged down this rabbit hole by fucking Satan and everyone around me. I don't know anymore.

These things that I saw reminded me of that fateful night. I was cornered and tried to run away alas one from the mob stabbed me. I remember falling on the ground, looking above at my killers. One of Wamu's friends grabbed my left arm and sawed it like cutting a loaf of bread. The pain was excruciating and the mob started to grab and cut my limbs off one by one. As my limbs were being dismembered, I saw someone dragging Wamu's lifeless corpse over and started to shear his limbs and finally his head. Someone's fingers, using it like a bowling ball, plucked his eyeballs out and carried his head to a wooden pike. I cried and screamed at Wamu, but I knew he was dead, just like mom, dad, Taro, Kuroda, and Gabi. They waved my head with others like it was a trophy, a trophy for chaos. As I see the battle playing out, I could not fathom that day, even the day I became the Onryo Runner I cannot see people joining in some sort violence. I want this to stop but did I choose this route for justice for all or vengeance fantasy.

Arturo radios in, "Makimura! Makimura! Where the hell are you?"

"What?"

"Where the hell are you? Taro said you bailed on him."

"I'm sorry. Something happened to me. I can't explain-"

"Well, tell me later. Kuroda and Akira are almost done and I'm finishing up. Hold up," gunshots were fired as the monsters and human collaborators screamed, "Pinche culeros! (Fucking assholes!) Anyway, they called me to help them out. They captured a lot of prisoners. How's everyone?"

"They're doing fine. Taro and I finished evacuating everyone at Terminal 2. Now, we're helping our parents."

"OK then. Help them. I'll radio Kuroda and Akira after this. Buena suerte." I look around and was ready to help Taro and my parents. Someone stands behind me and grabs me by the mouth. I tried to fight to escape but I turned around and was surprised and angry at what I saw, a former friend of Akira. "You!"

"Hello. Let's talk," Satan said in his angel form. He waves his hand, which opens a portal and drags me with him. "Taro!"

Taro looks back and saw what he couldn't comprehend: Satan in the flesh and taking Makimura. He runs towards me but it was too late. I was stuck with Satan.

Kuroda (POV)

Akira and I have finished our job and we have a bunch of traitors. I transformed back into my human form and dragged one last sorry ass to the hangar where we captured any demon or human fighting for Satan. Inside the hangar, there were more than a hundred humans and less than fifty nonhumans; they were all tied up, mouth shut, and wore a neck bracelet. There were many soldiers watching over the captured. I see Akira, in his Devilman form, with three soldiers from the Mexican Army discussing what should we do with them: one was human, the other two were nonhumans. They were the few soldiers in the hangar who can speak English.

We called Arturo to help us deal with this problem. One Mexican soldier was dragging a collaborator from the group; the traitor was a young girl, screaming as her hair was pulled. She was slammed down on the floor and then a rifle was held at the back of her head. The soldier was screaming at her and then stepped on her back! She was yelling at the human on the ground, "¡Traidor!" (Traitor) I figured out that she said traitor in Spanish because it sounded similar to English but over and over again, the word was used at the collaborator. I see Arturo coming over from the tower he took over: he was all bloodied up and was holding a bejeweled pistol from a deceased cartel member days ago. He saw me, "Buenas tardes! How are you doing? Oh, and where's Akira?"

"He's right there."

"Great. So what's with these people on the floor."

"Those are the people we captured. We made them run out of ammo when we're fighting and cornered them. There are more than a hundred prisoners in our hands."

"Excellent work." He pats me in the back and looks over to see a soldier yelling someone on the floor. Then, he went up to her and asked her what's wrong. I followed him and looked at the beaten up collaborator on the floor. Then, Arturo's smile fades as she continued to talk and looks at the human on the ground. He kicks her in the teeth, which flies out all over the place. He crouches down and puts a gun to her face. I heard him say something to her in an endearing but sinister tone, "Mi niña, ¿por qué?" (My girl, why?)

Arturo lifts her up and grabs a chair for her to sit in front of the captured group. He then asks for a cardboard, a marker, and a camera. Then, he writes something for her to wear over her body, while the captured group was forced to watch and see something. Arturo finishes writing and places overheard, which read, "Ella ha hecho un acto de traición contra la patria. Deja que esto sea un ejemplo para todos ustedes." (She has done a treasonous act against the motherland. Let this be an example for all of you.) I asked him, "What's going on?"

"She's a traitor and when you deal with a traitor, you give them a message they'll take to hell."

"What did she do?"

"Besides treason, she facilitated the kidnapping of Makimura."

I was shocked, "What?"

"Yes, Miki was kidnapped by Satan when-"

Akira heard what Arturo said and rushes over in anger, "What happened to Miki?"

Arturo bluntly said, "Satan got her."

Akira was welling up in tears, "Miki. I'm sorry again," he started to cry out loud, "Miki!"

Akira pushed him and Kuroda out of the way and went up to the girl in the chair. In his demon form, he grabbed her by the neck, yelling at her. "Where's Makimura?" he screamed.

"No sé dónde está ella," she cried.

"Arturo. What did she say?"

"I don't know where she is."

He became extremely furious at the little girl and slammed her on the chair. He did not kill her but was severely injured. Her bones were already broken and started to bleed out. Akira remembered that he failed to not only save her parents, his parents, Wamu, and Gabi, but her especially after he promised her to come back. He looked at the beaten girl on the floor. One collaborator stood up, went up to the girl, and yelled at him, "Don't kill her! She's a child!"

Arturo grabs the heckler and slams him on the floor. He was yelling at the soldier before he pulled out a gun. He grabbed the back of the heckler and forces him to put a gun to his head. The man was crying with blood all over his face. "Si quieres salvarte a ti mismo, hazlo." (If you want to save yourself, do it.) The man was crying and he screamed again, "¡Hazlo, escoria!" (Do it, scum!) He couldn't pull the trigger.

Arturo grabs his gun and shoots him in the back of the head. The body faces forward. He shoots again, again, and again. The head was gone and all it showed were brain matter splattered across the floor. His leg twitched and Arturo shoots at the leg. The person next to the dead body squirmed in fear but did not move to run. The girl screamed and cried, "Papa!"

I was sickened. I could not describe what happened right now. Akira could not look at the child's eyes and see her father lying dead. He turned around and went up to me, "I'll be outside." The girl cried over the body and asked her dad to wake up. She shook the body violently to wake him up. Arturo scoffs at her, "Acepta esto. Él está muerto. (Accept this. He's dead.) She then hit Arturo in the leg and Arturo kicks her on the floor. He steps on her viciously while she cried in pain and her father. I felt a queasiness in my stomach and turned away from the little girl and Arturo.

I walked outside to reset my composure but then something happened. I had a flashback and while escaping for safety with Makimura, we were caught and they shot me. I was alive with blood spilling out and grabbed a gun to prove I was like them. I shot myself and what I saw was terrible. I saw my friend, my foe, and my love running away only to be sliced up and killed. I cried when they butchered her body up and put her parts on pikes. So was mine. Humanity was lost in my universe and we were hopeless to stop them. Even Akira admits evil triumphed over good when he was battling Satan. I went back to Arturo and Akira and I saw Arturo questioning the little girl, "Mi hija," Arturo said to the girl, "¿Cómo te llamas?"

She didn't speak. He slaps her so hard her jaw broke. She speaks in a muffled voice, "Pandora. Pandora de Ana."

He slaps her again before leaving to come to us, "I knew it." He went up to Akira and me, "Makimura met this girl at a market a week ago when I picked her up. I think we can find Makimura." He waves his hand at the two nonhuman soldiers, "Llévala a CM1." (Take her to (Campo Militar 1)) They saluted him and one of them called for a van. In a few seconds, a van pulls up and the two soldiers drag the little girl with a trail of blood, forming behind them. She was thrown into the van and was taken to the camp. Arturo sighs with his finger pinching his nose, "New plan. We got to save Makimura."

Akira speaks, "Arturo-san, why did you-"

"Beat her up? Because she is a traitor."

"She was human! A human!"

Arturo barked back, "No! She is a traitor and there's a difference. She knew about this and kidnapped our friend! Let's stick-"

"No!"

"I'm sorry, what?"

"No, she's our friend and you're just as evil as those people you tied up!"

"What did you say?" He pulls a gun up to Akira's chin. Soldiers around him pull their guns around Akira and me.

I screamed at Arturo, "Don't you dare!" I transformed into my Devilman form, "You'll only betray Makimura and her-"

"So what? We're at war! Can't you see around us? We. Are. At. Fucking. War! Rules are not applied. Humanity is at the helm!"

"At least promise Makimura one thing."

"What's that?"

"God always forgives and so will you."

There was a pause and he lowers his gun. He yells at others to lower their weapons. "Baja tus armas. Transportarlos a CM1. Ellos son útiles," (Lower your weapons. Transport them to CM1. They're useful.) The soldiers then told the captured to stand up and they're transported to the military prison camp at CM1. He looks at us, "Ahora, salvemos Makimura." (Now, let's save Makimura.)

He puts his hands on his and mine's shoulder, "Next time, I will not hesitate. Now, let's help your's and Makimura's parents. Taro must be quite worried about her." I looked back at him with anger and transformed back into my human form. Akira does the same as well. A jeep pulls up and we were transported to the eastern end of the airport. We passed by countless dead human collaborators and demons. The ground was slippery and the jeep swerved violently to keep control. He then says to us, "The road to victory starts at hell. Am I right?"

I responded, "Yeah."

Akira responded with a quieter tone, "Yeah.

What happened today? Arturo's lucky that Akira's parents weren't here; otherwise, he'd be dead. Ever since Arturo's admission of guilt, things started to change. He became more erratic but more intelligent. And yet he had the kindness and respect he gave us when we came for help. I think he needs some guidance or help. After all, this country changed him for the worst and the better.

Just like me when I went to the Sabbath party with Mayuta to hope that I'd do well for track and field. Then, along the way, I was attacked and woke up feeling powerful. And hungry. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw this spider-like demon and started to consume endless amounts of flesh around me. As I was eating, I noticed a tattoo on a hand. I carefully looked at it and dropped it in fear. The moment it said, "Butterfly," I knew I was eating my friend. I threw up and cried in shame. So this is how I became Devilman at the cost of my friend. I'm sorry Mayuta, but you'll always be in my heart and I hope we can meet so I can apologize. A white flash went over an image of Mayuta and saw that we were still in the jeep driving towards the eastern end of the airport.

Meanwhile, Akira is contemplating. I don't know what's on Akira's mind but it has to be Makimura's kidnapping. "Miki, where are you?" He asked himself. Akira then whispers to me, "Is Arturo the man we thought of to be?"

"No. If he was, we'd be dead, including him."

We rode quietly in the debris and corpses. I see Taro running up to the jeep. The jeep stops and Arturo listens, "Let me guess: Makimura is kidnapped."

"Yes! We got to find her!"

"I know. But let's get rid of Satan's goons here. Then, we'll go." Taro nodded and went straight into the battlefield. I see Akira's mom and dad fighting a demon while the soldiers on the ground continued to fire on the beast. The beast had a thousand wings and a face of Medusa. At the same time, I see Makimura's parents fighting a tree-like giant. Her dad was burning the branches on its head while her mom was cutting it down which then bled its red viscous sap all over the tarmac. Too many bodies were on the ground but the battle was almost over. A pyrrhic victory I fear. Miki, I wish you were here.