Crowley's eyes shot wide open in utter surprise as his eyes laid upon the face underneath that dark hood. Long, cascading, blond hair, plump, red lips, chocolate, brown eyes… A young, yet familiar face known by Crowley, Allen and Lavi alone… "E-Eliade…," he said softly in fear. He was now face-to-face with his loved one once more… This time, a reality, not an illusion to test him…
"What is the matter, Aleister? Lost your will to battle because I am still alive? Did you think you murdered me that night? Did you think I truly died? No… You are wrong… I still live Aleister… I blame you for my death… Emperor, his lordship had the generosity to bring me back to life, while you… You just lived your life as if I were a mere memory…" Eliade said as her lips then formed an evil smile.
"… No Eliade… I lived on and never brought you back because I know, as an Exorcist, I must never disturb the souls of the dead… I love you Eliade… You have to believe me… If I knew a way to bring you back to life without a price, I would have brought you back to life as soon as I had learned it…," Crowley argued, watching his loved one take fight stance.
"Hahahaha! That is just a mere lie you have thought of while you were living your life while I had to spend mine within the Void! You do not know what I suffered, having to wait in that dark, dark world… waiting for my death, and yet, no death at all… I just waited and waited while I contemplated on how much I hated you…" Eliade laughed at his rebuttal.
"Eliade… I truly do love you, and there was once a time where you loved me as well, before that fateful night… why… What made you change so much? What is it that gave you this hatred for me…?" Crowley asked as his eyes welled up. Tears were beginning to flow as he thought, "The Emperor messed with her… I am sure of it, she does not mean this… she would never hate me…"
"The time for words are over, Aleister… This battle will end with your blood raining down from where you stand. Your miserably pathetic life will end and I will be the one to have the last laugh while I watch your downfall… Prepare yourself, Aleister!" Eliade chuckled an evil chuckled as she then charged forthwith towards Crowley, now moving faster than before.
Before Crowley could make a move, he felt a fist slamming against his torso. He coughed blood as he then flew backwards from the force of the punch. Eliade laughed a maniacal laughter as he flew backwards. She then began to chase him yet again, her fist ready to slam into Crowley yet again.
He crashed against a tree, harsh enough for any other human to be dead from that one fatal blow. He coughed blood and struggled with standing, his Innocence now de-activated. He looked at his once befallen lover with his soft, caring eyes in silence, trying to make a decision upon what he should do. If I allow her to continue this way, I could die but… I do not want to destroy her yet again…
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What should I do…?
"TAKE THIS ALEISTER!" Eliade shouted as she slammed her right fist into Crowley's torso, as the sound of bones cracking could be heard. Then, pulled it back and slammed her left fist into Crowley's chest. The sound of ribs cracking could be heard. She then pulled that back and slammed both her fists into Crowley's chest. More bones cracked as then the tree behind him flew backwards. Now Crowley had no wall to support him, nothing keeping him from flying again.
"Any last words before I finish your pathetic life's existence?" Eliade whispered softly as she then readied her fists to finish him off. Crowley did not answer at all, as if he were now just giving up. Since she received no reply, she assumed it to be a 'yes'. An evil smirk formed over her face as then she thrust her fists forward yet again, this time ready to finish him off.
Her fists were somehow stopped, cut off from what they were going to do. A very strong grip on them prevented her from even pushing them forward with all her might. "What the hell?" she growled as she then looked at what was preventing her from moving. To her surprise, she saw sapphire claws, gripping tightly while piercing tiny holes on her flesh. "Did Aleister just…"
"Sorry Eliade, I apologize for what I am going to do to you next…," Crowley sighed as he then thrust his claws forth, pushing Eliade away with great force.
Elaide's eyes shot open with surprise as she watched him dash forth with inhumane speed directly at her. She immediately stood her ground, as if ready to throw one last blow, but then, Crowley ran directly around her in complete circles with his quick speed. "Damnit, now I cannot aim perfectly with him running around so much…," she cursed.
The circle that Crowley was running around in was slowly beginning to close upon its 'center' which was Eliade. He thought, "With this one last blow, I will save her soul, and strike revenge on the Emperor for disturbing her soul's rest… I am terribly sorry Eliade, but I have no choice…" Blood was spilling from the corners of his lips, for he had taken critical damage from fighting Eliade, so he was choosing to end it now. The circles was now closed upon Eliade, Crowley's claws were finally within range to give off one more attack to finish her off.
Eliade kept her guard up, anticipating her own death with a smile on her face. Suddenly, something punctured a hole directly through her chest, right past where her heart would usually be. "Looks like you did it… Aleister Crowley… You… won… That admit… I cannot believe you had the guts to destroy me yet again… Oh well… Thank you… Aleister…," she coughed.
Aleister walked over to the Eliade that he had impaled. "Eliade…," he said softly as he then opened his mouth. Next, he sunk his Innocence fangs into Eliade's neck, beginning the process of drinking her blood.
"Ha… You never changed… So you are just drinking my blood to keep a memory inside your body, huh?" Eliade asked in a soft whisper. She then weakly lifted her left hand and placed it on Crowley's left cheek. "This will be farewell yet again… Crowley… I should warn you however… I am not the only one of my kind…
"I am merely a prototype of the Level Seven Akuma… You Exorcists will be long dead before ever seeing Emperor a second time…," she said. Slowly, her body began to bulge as Crowley's fangs then moved away from her. "Farewell…," her last words were before she then disappeared into a mere explosion.
Crowley's tears yes were falling, but he was not finished just yet. He looked to the other one. "So, are you ready to meet the same fate as her, traitor? I have lost my sanity… just for this fight… prepare yourself," he said as he then took fight stance. His claws glowed a slight red glow as it then changed to an amethyst-like shade instead of its originally sapphire-like shade.
The Vatican traitor took fight stance as well, digging into his right sleeve with his left hand. He then pulled as if pulling out a katana. Instead what was in his hand was a strange object. It had a handle for his hand to grip it, but at the tip of the handle existed a chain that attached the handle to a regular ball that was about the size of a basketball (Though it does not exist in that time…).
"Murder All That Breathes Moarte Ball, …," he said as a dangerous, purple glow emitted from the ball. Suddenly, several spikes made from a solidified version of the purple energy formed on the surface. About twenty five spikes could be identified…
Crowley sweat dropped, "You do realize how stupid that sounds, right? All you said in Romanian was 'Death Ball'…"
The Vatican council member sweat dropped as well, "Hey, I did not give it the name. Lord Deceit handed it down to me to murder those who stand in my way to oppose him."
"Oh…," Crowley shook off the sweat drop and took fight stance, readying himself for battle against this hooded opponent. Would he win?
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Akatsuki looked around in his section of the mines. The light was combating with the darkness, pushing it away from Akatsuki that way his vision could be clear. He looked around at the blanket of shadow that was where he had entered. It appeared to be like a room, but not a room at the same time, just a cavern. "What is this strange feeling I am getting?" he thought in his mind.
"Hello there, old foe," a very familiar, joker-like voice rang out next to his ear. As soon as that voice rang out, Akatsuki's whole body froze stiff as if out of fear or surprise, "What is the matter, Akatsuki Hikari, scared that you will lose your pathetic little life?" the voice asked.
"Ha, like that will happen… So, you came back here to destroy me or what, Shin?" Akatsuki smirked as he held his grip on his katana, readying it. It seemed to glow slightly, but the glow was the same color as the crystal, so the glow just blended in.
"Yes, I came all the way out here just to see my old foe yet again. Sorry, I am here on a different circumstance however though. I am here because Emperor told me to finish you off… Well… Not really…," Shin laughed. "I am actually here on my own free will. I chose to come here to destroy you because you are slowly becoming a threat to not only the Cain Clan, but to Emperor, his lordship's plans. Understood? Now I must get to finishing you off," he said as he was about to thrust his arm forward in a threatening motion.
"Sorry, but you left yourself wide open!" Akatsuki whirled around and immediately unsheathed his sword in a full force swing. A violent, blood red glow appeared around the blade as then a giant blast of blood red Innocence energy burst forth from the swing of that katana. The energy expanded to a larger range than it usually did and pushed Shin back, all the way to the ceiling.
The entire ceiling collapsed underneath that attack, and Akatsuki sweat dropped, thinking, "I went a bit overkill right there…" He looked around, seeing that his section of the mines were completely destroyed, and more than half the mine was eradicated, for he could see the town from where he was standing. "Yep, I went overkill…," he whistled.
A whistle of impression sounded off from a few feet in front of Akatsuki. "Nice work kid, you pretty much obliterated this side of the mines. I wonder if your friend Cyril got caught within the blast," Shin chuckled as he then looked over to Akatsuki. His face had not changed since their last meeting, but this time it was on a different circumstance that they were meeting. "So, think you can win?" he smiled.
"Ha, maybe yes, maybe no, but we will see at the end!" Akatsuki prepared himself again, the blade of his katana glowing a bright blood red yet again.
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Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray-man
Author's Note; THIS IS GOING TO BE AWESOME! -Laughter.-
