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To Be a TrueDemon…
Is to have felt like an Angel…
But feared the peace and happinesswith it…
So turning into a sadistic Demon helps block that fear…
Although the peace will soon be disrupted by violence and death…
And that happiness will came tumbling down with sorrow taking its place…
Why must Fate be a malicious, sick joke, making everyone breathe their last breath?
Is it because He entered our lives eternally, and brought the pain?
Or is it because… I fell in love with Him, and gave in?
Will I ever feel like an Angel again…?
Or shall I forever be aDemon…
A True Demon…
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Raio's POV
It seemed as if I was floating on nothingness as darkness erupted in my mind. So many thoughts swirling around me like bees, so many memories wanting to haunt me yet again… Why must fate do this to me; I've already been through so much within my few years of even being a soul reaper, and many other things before then. My parent's death, entering the academy, being put into the 12th Squad right under my brother… meeting Him.
Oh yes, fate must really love making my life wretched…
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I could hear voices… some angered and some annoyed… Something that sounded like a threat rang through my still numb mind. I could hear, but it sounded more like I was under water, and I couldn't move anything. Damn that vampire… That one was going to pay once I got my freakin' hands on him… or was it a 'her'?
Mentally, a groan echoed back and forth over the walls in my mind… Was that a song I heard?! Probably a phone… but who would possibly have "What is Love?" as their ringtone?! Yes, I know some bits of America songs… I've done my homework.
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It seemed a conversation about a stolen bike, weapons, and other somethings down that alley were what I heard when my mind finally feel back into consciousness. Of course my body was a bit sore from the cuts and bruises, but I still couldn't move much. Sitting up was barely even something that could be counted as 'easy'. Even though, my expression was still one of confusion, anger (by who Raen had been fighting before I passed out,) and annoyance. Damn that song could get annoying easily…
Groaning, finally being able to be heard, but barely, I pulled my still half-numb arm up to my head and leaned back onto the cushion. Wow, my head was really pounding now… Turning my gaze to the three demons, and my partner, I watched the scene between them all begin to unfold. What's this about an amulet?
"Would someone please tell me what the hell is going on?" Even though I felt like I shouted it, my voice was barely even a whisper. With all that's going on, I can't believe that I'm still alive. First, I'm told to go to London, England; I've barely even been out of the Western Japan region! Second, I'm told that my partner's target is a vampire; yes the kind that suck your blood and can't go out in now I'm stuck in a mansion barely conscience with two demons, some-number vampires, and my shinigami partner. Oh yeah, I'm so getting paid extra for this.
It seemed that the tense air between everyone seemed to change to something unfamiliar to myself. Of course there really wasn't much for me to do when a certain demon, which I have yet to learn the name of, sudden, changed and pulled out what would make Kurosaki's sword seem like a little plastic toy. When the sound of metal hitting the ground rang through the large room, it only made my headache worse.
Although it seemed like the world had suddenly been pushed into fast forward, the scene before me went by so slowly. First, there were bullets whizzing through the air like nothing could stop them. Second, Raen seemed to have just appeared out of nowhere blocking said bullets. Third, some bullets were actually able to get past the spinning sword and embedded themselves in the couch, that I had currently be laying on… myself… and Raen.
"You alright?" What the hell?! She just saved my life, getting hit with bullets in the process, and was bleeding quite profusely, and was asking if I was okay?!
"You… how the hell… why did you…?" Of course I was still in shock from being shot at, and actually getting hit since I was a Death God and it was quite hard for mortal things to hit us.
Raen only grinned at me. "We're partners, ne? Plus I owed ya one from earlier." Well, at least we were even now.
"Are you alright, Raio-sama?"
Yes, I'm fine Zai. Just a put overwhelmed, that's all.
My focus on my eyes seemed to blur a bit, probably from whatever that stupid vamp did to me, and then it seemed to come back clearer, only in time to see a small glow and a wince from my partner. It seemed something had broken. Taking a few deep breaths, I tried myself to get back on my feet, only to have that plan come crashing down. Losing balance quickly, my legs feeling like rubber, I plopped back down with a painful huff.
It only took me a few moments before I was able to get feeling back into most of my limbs, letting me move around a bit more freely. Turning my head to glance around to find two demons, two… maybe three vampires, Raen and myself in quite a large room. A still smoking missile sitting in the middle of it…why the hell was there a missile, split in two might I add, sitting in the middle of the floor?!
…and now I'm wishing I didn't ask.
Holding my aching head with one hand, I placed the other free hand on my waist to hopefully have Zaisuki safely there… And it seems my luck just keeps getting better and better. With widened blue-gray eyes, I looked around franticly hoping to find my gray-sheathed friend. With a sigh, I grabbed the long sword from the ground beside the old couch and strapped it back to my obi tightly.
Of course I wasn't one to really be listening to conversations, so I just blocked this one out like all the rest. Trying to stand yet again, and it coming with a good conclusion, I gripped the cushion to get the rest of my balance back, and then stretched the rest of my stiff muscles. Taking in the large throne-like room, I couldn't help but think it seemed some bit familiar… With a slight shudder racking through my spine, I turned away and stood a few feet behind Raen as she spoke. I wasn't one to speak a lot, and when it came to demon, I kept my mouth shut.
"Have you seen us, hun? We're a bunch of freaks! A demon, two vampires, two shinigami, and two renegade experiments…." After that I just blocked out what the damn demon said. How dare she call us, shinigami, the gods of death, the ones that put up with this annoying Hollows, be called 'freaks'! I maybe a pompous when it comes to my pride, but still! She better watch her tongue more or it may just be lost with a slice of…
"If you'll be so kind as to let me interject," glancing to Raen as she put in her two cents, I couldn't help but agree with not splitting up. I wasn't one to be the first to die. It seems I had blacked out for a moment, because I only caught a bit of what Raen last said. …Something about weapons?
Watching as Raen finished her conversation about a battle plan and the plan of hopefully getting out of this mission alive, I gaze at the motions my partner takes as she crouches down beside the unconscious demon. I tilt my head as she calls me over. "Oi Raio, can ya give me a hand here?"
Not a look crossed over my features as I nodded with a whisper of an answer before let the disbelief flow through my veins. She wanted me to help the enemy?! Either this little third seat had hit her head a bit too hard, or she had just lost all of her sanity from fighting demons WAY too long.
"But why?" I asked in a soft whisper, hopefully only she heard it since it was so low, and I was close enough. "Why are we helping them when we're enemies? We're not really gaining anything by it." The only answer I got was a shrug. A shrug! Was this girl asking for a death wish?!
I helped nonetheless with healing the demon. Being on the 12th squad meant you had to know your way around healing hado. Then, also being in the 2nd, it meant you had to know how to stop someone with your bare hands when in the Maggots' Nest (I had been there many times with the former 3rd seat), so I had to know ways to confine someone without my sword. Again, this going back to hado.
Letting out a small sigh, I couldn't help but smirk at Raen as she spoke to the demon we had been healing. I seriously need to learn their names. AS the black-and-blue haired 4th seat stood from her position beside the still dazed (a bit that is) demon, I gave her a confused look.
"And you… I want answers on who "He" is from Seireitei… And secondly," oh what could this secondary thing be? Of course, I was curious on what Raen was talking about in the first place. A snarl placed the passive emotion on her face, and I couldn't help but do a hand-forehead slap at her words. "You owe me new headphones!"
It seems you can't get in-between a girl and her music.
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So many words can describe one thing.
But only one thing can describe how much you can describe that thing.
Common Sense is an essence in life.
No Common Sense, no long life.