Chapter 92 - Meeting the Lord
"...and that was my daughter's deal," Derek stated after taking a sip of his beverage. Looking at the Ainsleys, both looked a bit confused and unsure.
"That was what my reaction was when she proposed it," he commented and gave half a smirk.
"..." Alex responded lifting his left hand. Placing it on his chin, he looked at the table and thought about what was said.
"...she would give up staying here...just to find out where Jin went to?" Samantha stated still looking puzzled.
"That is what Ami stated."
"Does she know something that we don't?"
"I...doubt that...her behaviors seem more of one losing a pet," he mentioned.
"..." Mrs. Ainsley replied with a frown at him. "Jin is not her pet."
"Oh?" Mr. Felmort spoke with some mirth. "Since you have observed them here...enlighten me."
"I'll tell you," she stated looking at him sternly. "Your daughter is borderline obsessed and a stalker of Jin. No matter where he goes, she follows him everywhere. Literally breathing down his neck like a creep."
"..." Derek responded with a snort. "Everywhere?...I doubt that."
"...the bedroom...the same bed...the bathroom..." the mother began then leaned forward with a stern expression. "And I'll bet my money that she forced him to bathe or shower with her."
"..." both men blinked and stared at her.
"When was this?" Alex asked a bit startled and bothered.
"In the time span that she first came here," she answered and continued her gaze at Mr. Felmort.
"..." Derek reacted with a small frown. "This jest is not amusing."
"If it was just a...jest..." Samantha stated while giving quotations with her hands. "I wouldn't be enlightening you about your daughter's behavior and mannerisms."
"...I would have to agree Derek," Mr. Ainsley began moving his left hand. Gesturing toward him with an open palm, he continued.
"She does stick close to him...almost too literally."
"..." the other man responded with a small glare at him.
"What I want to know," Samantha piped in and put her hands on the table. "What are you two hiding?"
"...hiding...?" Derek spoke keeping the same expression.
"What previous connection does Alex have with Ami? Why do you two still contact each other?" she asked with a demanding tone.
"..." he replied with a smirk. Looking at her husband, he looked like he wanted to shake his head at him. Relaxing his face, he felt a bit more in control.
"...oh...did he not tell you what happened?...about two years ago?" Mr. Felmort asked with a small smile.
"..." she reacted with looking at Alex with an anxious face. "W-What happened?"
"Derek!" Mr. Ainsley spoke loudly and stood up abruptly. "We agreed that this is just between me and you. No one else needs to be involved."
"...yyyeesss...we did agree," he stated with an amused voice. "But you know...all three of us go way back...and Sammy is just...dying to know."
"We had a deal! You swore to it as I did!" Alex reacted with anger.
'What is going on?' Samantha thought feeling her anxiety building. The smugness of her ex to the out of character reaction from her husband was not sitting well with her. Revolving around a teenage girl and the aspect that she was hospitalized made her feel dread.
"You are right Alex...you are so right," Derek stated then stood up. "To honor your...sudden outburst of fairness and secrecy...let's have Sammy decide on what happens next."
"I said this is between you and me only!" Mr. Ainsley yelled back glaring at him.
"...ah ah ah...that temper of yours Alex...I see you still have since the high school days," Mr. Felmort commented then gave a sly smile to him. "Tell me...did you keep that aspect a secret-"
"...!?"
Both men stopped from hearing something heavy hit the dining table suddenly. Looking over, both froze from seeing a cleaver get slammed into the furniture. The blade cut into and stopped from going through. Looking at who did that, the two males lost their current behavior relatively quickly. Watching Samantha let go of the kitchen utensil with her right hand, her left hand held a kitchen knife.
"..." she spoke with a downcast face. "...get out..."
"...Sammy..." Derek began to speak then stopped quickly. The woman looked up at him and pointed the blade at him.
"You have...no right...to call me by that name," Mrs. Ainsley mentioned with evil eyes. "Now...get out."
"..." he replied with holding up his hands. "You still haven't decided-"
"Get your daughter...get her things...and get out...you have one minute," she threatened with an even tone.
"...fine..." he stated with a sigh through his nose. Putting his hands down, he began walking to the opening to the living room. Stopping at the doorway, he looked back with a smirk.
"Though you threaten...all you really do is-" Derek began then saw a glimmer of something coming toward his direction. Impacting with the wall to his left, the kitchen knife impaled it and stayed. It made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up a little.
"...I...said...one...minute..." Samantha threatened again with the same tone.
"...well..." he began after a small pause and looked at Alex. "She is all yours...buddy."
"..." Mr. Ainsley replied with glancing at him.
Seeing him walk into the living room, he swallowed the lump that was in his throat. Only moving his eyes toward his wife, she went back to a downcast face. Her position made him unsure how to approach her. Given that she now had a bit more confirmation of what was the cause of him still having contact with Derek, he assumed there were only dark assumptions. Instead of her talking, she stayed silent.
'...I hope she isn't going to explode like last time...' Alex pondered and remained where he stood.
Trying to find something to distract him, he listened to Mr. Felmort's footsteps. Hearing them stop, a door opened. Only hearing one step, a loud bang on the wall occurred. Looking back at Samantha, she did not move or say anything. Curling his lips in and biting down on them, he turned and headed toward the guest room. Upon entering, Derek was visibly agitated.
"She had a plan up her sleeve all along...damn it!" he stated out loud.
"...!?" Alex reacted from seeing her on the bed. She was wearing the VR helmet and knew what that meant.
"...why would she...do that when the company stated-" he began than saw the other man approach him.
"Which company is this?" Derek demanded looking at him with a frown.
"...Gamco Inc I believe is the-" he started to say when the other male grabbed his arm.
"You keep her safe...here while I go-"
"You have...30 seconds left..." a female voice came from the doorway. Both men turned toward it and saw Samantha with a cleaver in her right hand. She looked at her ex with a scowl.
"Are you serious!?" Derek commented with anger. "Do you not see what my stupid child has done?"
"...I see...I don't care," she stated keeping the same expression. "Jin was kidnapped while he had his on...you can carry her...and get out."
"...dear...please be reasonable," Alex spoke and put up his hands. "She still is just a teenager."
"..." Mrs. Ainsley remarked turning her head toward him. "...so...this secret...is big enough...to override me?"
"I didn't say that," he stated trying to be firm. "We are dealing with Derek's daughter that not only is being unstable, but now her life is in jeopardy."
"...did you...forget about our son? His freaking missing Alex!" she yelled with anger. Seeing movement to her right, she lifted the cleaver and barred her teeth at her ex.
"Don't you come near me you fucker."
"You need to calm down Samantha...and put down the butcher's knife," Derek stated stopping and looking at her with a neutral expression.
"You've lost control of your family situation...Derek...and for the last time...get...out...of...my...house," she threatened and leaned her head down like a predator about to attack their prey.
"...then...I will take control of the current situation..." he stated with a glare and got into a defensive stance.
"WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!" Mr. Ainsley stated loudly and got between them. "Stop it both of you! This isn't solving anything!"
"You should listen to your husband...woman...like a good wife should," Mr. Felmort mocked while not moving from his spot.
"...listen...?" Samantha repeated with her face becoming scarier. "...why should I listen...when the secrets...keep digging him his own grave of trust."
"..." Alex opened his mouth then didn't say anything.
"...just like...someone...who does the same thing..." she stated then threw the cleaver hard to the ground between them. The blade made contact with the floor and wedge itself in. The aspect that she was able to make the knives stick from impacting made both males nervous.
"You know what. FINE!" Samantha stated with immense anger and grabbed the outside door handle. "You two can figure out the situation! I'm going to go look for my goddamn son! YOU BASTARDS CAN KEEP YOUR SECRETS AND FUCK OFF!"
"..." the men flinched and cringed from hearing the door get slammed closed hard. The impact of it made a couple of things rattle in the room. Upset and beyond angry, she went toward the front door.
'I'm going to that place...and see if Jin's there,' Mrs. Ainsley thought feeling her limbs shake with rage. The task of just getting her shoes on and getting her purse was difficult from not being able to concentrate fully. An overload of emotions was making her feel unstable. Able to get everything on, she went to the front door and placed a hand on the handle.
"...mom...?"
"..." Samantha reacted with curling her lips in. Biting down hard and fighting back tears, she slowly turned around. At the second floor and looking between the hand rail, Gene looked nervously at her. Breathing, she spoke trying to sound calmer.
"Yes honey?"
"...where are you going?"
"...I'm...going to find Jin...his friend Rene stated that he might at a local building of that...gaming company."
"...!" the boy reacted with surprise. He immediately retracted a little based on what he heard from downstairs.
"...can...can I come too?"
'...I don't want him to see me cry...' she thought to herself.
Thinking about the recent events of what happened to Jin, she felt less anxious if she had eyes on him. Only able to nod her head, Gene appeared to become excited. Going down the stairs to the living room, he quickly went to the front door. Getting his shoes on quickly, she had already open the front door. Both walked through and Samantha closed the door.
'I just need to get away...find and get Jin back...stay somewhere to sort my thoughts...then I will come back,' she thought as the two traveled to her car.
Getting inside, Mrs. Ainsley started the car. Just when Gene put his seat belt on, the SUV rushed backwards. Holding onto his seat, the vehicle turned left then stopped on the road. Hearing the gas pedal being pressed hard, the automobile rumbled while accelerating forward quickly. Glancing at his mother, he felt a little nervous.
'I just need to get away...find and get Jin back...stay somewhere to sort my thoughts...then I will come back,' Samantha repeated in her mind while staring hard at the road ahead of her.
"Wait!?" Alex stated out loud after the door slammed. Becoming increase anxious of what was happening, he went to the door only to be stopped.
"Don't Alex," Derek stated firmly. "It didn't work when...I tried back then."
"You aren't seriously telling me that I shouldn't go after her?" he retorted looking at him angrily.
"From what I did...she threw things and raged out...she never threw knives...or threaten to harm," he continued. Letting go of Mr. Ainsley's shoulder, he turned toward his daughter.
"I take it you hid what happened from her very well."
"...shut up you bastard..." Mr. Ainsley stated then sighed out loud in irritation. "What the hell were you thinking in the kitchen? Were your buttons seriously pressed when she-"
"Don't you try and correct me," Derek stated looking at him with a frown. "Just be grateful that I haven't went to the authorizes back then from what you did to my daughter."
"..." Alex reacted with looking at the cleaver on the floor.
Bending down and grabbing it, he pulled it up. Both heard faint quick feet followed by a door closing. Opening the door and going to the windows next to the front door, Mr. Ainsley saw the SUV drive backwards quickly. Hearing it speed forward, it went out of sight in a couple of seconds. Hating himself, he looked down at the cleaver. A negative thought crossed his mind in regards to the man in the other room.
"Alex..." Mr. Felmort stated walking into the living room. "I will be taking my daughter with me...you will help me transport her to the car."
"...fine..." he replied heading toward the kitchen. Putting the cleaver on the counter, he went back into the guest room with the other man. Watching him go to pull the plug on the helmet, Mr. Ainsley stopped him.
"Wait," he stated and put a hand on Derek's shoulder. "Do you have an adapter in your car?"
"...no...I don't. Do you?"
"I have adapters for cell phones...but not this type of power cord."
"Are you saying...unplugging her from the outlet would do damage?"
"If the helmet runs out of internal power and shuts down...yes."
"..." Mr. Felmort reacted with a frown. "Where would one find this adapter?"
"I think most retail and electronic stores would have it."
"Then I will go," he stated standing up. Turning around, he pointed at Alex.
"You will stay here...and this time...do not hurt her."
"..." Alex reacted with a scowl. "...fine...I understand."
"..." Derek mentioned and left the room.
Mr. Ainsley watched from the corner of his eyes the man go through the living room to the front door. Exiting and closing the door, he let out a tired sigh. Rubbing his temples with both hands and groaning, he went into the open room. Ignoring the sound of a vehicle turning on and speeding away, he put the chair back underneath the handle of the door. Going back into the guest room, he approached the bed.
"..." he commented looking down at the rail thin teenage girl. Curling his lips in and remembering what happened a couple of years ago, he felt heavy and regret. Moving to an unoccupied spot to sit down, his back was to Ami.
"..." the man breathed in and out slowly. "...I'm...sorry about...what I did back then..."
'GaTeS oF dArVaZa...' Scy explained with a grin. At the same time, Jin butchered all the imps quickly and gruesomely. Not one of them was spared from getting sliced up in various shapes and pieces.
'One of the many...entry pointsssss...to a Hell domain.'
"..." Jin responded with dodging the scythe attacks from the two Grim Reapers that charged at him.
Knowing that he had to turn into a reaper to be on equal footing, he didn't see the option to do so. Oddly, the cloak started to engulf him and heard a lot of things he couldn't describe. As quickly as it covered him, the outerwear pulled back to its original position. Blinking and looking at his hands, they were just bones. Clenching his teeth together and ignoring the clammy coldness that ran through his body, he dashed at the two reapers.
'Do you even know...how many domains...there are in this realm?' it asked with an airy cackle.
'No I don't!' the sophomore thought grunting; however, only a cringe sounding hiss came out that gave him goosebumps.
Instead of using the scythe, Jin resorted to confronting and bashing his bony hand in the phantom demons faces. Coming in close to one and evading its slash, he cocked his right arm back and punched its skull. Exploding with all of the reaper's bones flying everywhere, the cloak slowly disappeared. The remaining one flew fast at him and attempted a cutting sweep at the lower torso. The Breaker quickly swung his weapon down and made metal to metal contact of both blades. A bright and quick spark erupted from both weapons colliding.
'...t...h...e...r...e...i...s...13...d...o...m...a...i...n...s...' it stated as Jin pulled the contacted bladed around to his left.
Making the Grim Reaper lean forward, he swung a back handed right fist to its skull. After contact, its skeleton structure fell apart just like the first one. As the demon was fading away, the deep monstrous roar occurred again. Being closer, it was strong enough to rattle the sophomore's insides a little. Looking back at the horned pillars of the gate, the obese monster was squeezing itself through between them.
'GoInG tHrOuGh ThIs OnE...wIlL lEaD uS...tO tHe DaRvAzA dOmAiN.'
'...which has...' the male teen thought feeling his weapon morph. Watching it, he continued.
'...what exactly...?'
'heh-heeee-hee-heh...let's make it...a surprise.'
'...no...tell me right now,' Jin stated in his mind.
Blinking and feeling apprehensive, the scythe was morphing into something used in a lumber mill. However instead of having a handle, it attached itself to his left arm. The blade grew longer, taller, and thicker. Stopping, it formed sharp metal teeth that outlined the perimeter. Looking back at the hugely wide demon, it got stuck halfway through the gates. Looking at the pillars, both did not budge, break, or even crack from the massive amount of flesh puahing against them.
'But to get there...we need to...give the gate...a...g...i...f...t...' Scy whispered in a sadistic tone. The obese being roared at him angrily and pounded the pillars to get loose. Both were still undamaged.
'...no...' the Breaker thought and gave an audible airy hiss. Flinching from the dark and blood veined chainsaw turning on suddenly, the speed at which the teeth were being cycled seemed unstably fast. Feeling his left arm being pulled, he slowly hovered toward the multi-layered belly of the monstrosity.
'No...Stop it. NO!' Jin stated loudly in his mind. He felt the sensation of goosebumps flare from what was going to happen.
'Yesssss...IIInnnduuulllgggeee iiinnn iiittt. BATH IN IT!' Scy countered back continuing to push the arm forward.
'I SAID STOP IT!' the male teen shouted in his head. No matter how much he tried pulling his arm back, it seemed to not respond.
'YOU#$% CANNOT# $% RESIST #$!' his reaper self remarked with demented thrill. The chainsaw was only a foot or two away from making contact. To his delight, the large demon was angrily protesting and gave a scent of fear. Feeling the male teen's mind quickly pull over, the overwhelming sensation from the clone facility came again.
'I FUCKING SAID STOP!' Jin raged in fear and anger.
The environment around them flashed into only colors black, white, and red; however, the obese demon kept its pigments. Emitting a distorted hiss of malice, the Breaker ram the chainsaw into the belly of the monster. Hearing the ripping and tearing of flesh and blood, the weapon did not slow down. The enlarged demon roared deeply in suffering as a crude split was occurring at his lower abdomen. Attempting to bash the vicious reaper back, it swung a fist at it hard.
To its surprise and increased agony, the punch passed through the cloaked and glowing crimson eyed individual. Looking back at the figure in fear, the menacing grin it had changed. Instead of a complete skull, half of it was of a human's face. The new look seemed to make the demon's insides tighten. Feeling the chainsaw go deeper, the largely wide being cried out in pain.
Without saying anything, the Breaker walked into the brutally cut open wound. Gore gushed out of it like a waterfall and drenched him completely. Moving the chainsaw upward, the demon's insides were being brutalized into pieces. Going up between the spine and skin of the front torso, all the massive size organs were shaking in place. When the shearing teeth of the weapon reached them, they were destroyed effortlessly.
'...' Scy said in an overwhelming joyous sigh. 'The sensations you fester...the emotions inside of a dying being...together...what an engrossing feeling...of power...of death...of dominance...don't you feel the same?'
"..." Jin replied.
Feeling that the demon was already dead, the cloak wrapped around him and the chainsaw. The weapon's revving and spinning vanished as the environment changed to darkness. After a couple of moments, the hooded cape began to retract. Looking down at himself, he was back to being human and covered in gore. No matter where he turned, the blood and inners were everywhere. The scent of hot moist iron and death filled his nostrils.
'...tell meeeee...aren't you enlightened?' Scy hissed in the sophomore's ears excited. 'You have slain the creator of humans...and butchered the guardian of these gates...how much more can you break in the realms?'
"...get...out..."
'...heeheehee...'
"I said...get out," the male teen repeated with a downcast head.
'...hahaha...or what? You'll break me?' his reaper self mocked. 'You allowed me to come to being...You accepted me...and now...you can't control me.'
"...then why do you need my body? Too scared to become a physical entity with a hell amulet?" Jin mocked back with a neutral even tone.
'...' Scy answered giving a small chuckle.
It slowly grew to a cackle then into an eruption of laughter. The mirth then started to sound like it was around the sophomore. Not looking up, he kept a downcast face and stared at his blood coated hands. The scythe had finished morphing and was a silver spherical orb hovering up and down in his hand. Feeling something cold, dreadful, and overbearingly powerful leave his body, the male teen shivered hard.
"..." he responded with looking up.
Giving a glare, a black silhouette was a couple of feet in front of him. Two red eyes appeared followed by a grinning smile. Continuing to laugh, its form began to change into something taller, bulkier, and demonic. Tilting his head up a little to see the demon's face, at first it appeared to be someone that he defeated in Pandora's Box. After staring a little bit longer, Jin became unsure due to the extremely excessive tyrannical presence the individual emitted.
"...WELL...ARE YOU STATISFIED...MORTAL?" the large red and black devil asked. Its voice was wicked as it was domineering.
"You supposed to be the King of this realm?"
"ARE YOUR FEEBLE EYES THAT BLIND?"
"Who was in Pandora's Box?"
"THE CREATORS THOUGHT THEY COULD DUPLICATE ME...ALL THEY CREATED WAS PITIFUL DOPPLEGANGER," he replied with a sneer.
"So that makes you what now? Satan Prime? Lucifer Zero?" the male teen spoke with a smirk. Not able to react fast enough, the tall devil grabbed his neck then lifted him up.
"YOU ARE ONE OF THE FEW MORTALS...THAT I ENJOY USING...DON'T BORE ME WITH YOUR PRATTLE."
"If...you were...in my head," Jin stated trying to loosen the demon's grip around his neck. No matter how much he pulled, the fingers did not budge. "How did you...get in there?"
"POWER OF INFLUENCE YOU IMBECILE...I CAN TEMPT ANY OF GOD'S CHILDREN."
"...really?...this boring...crap again...AHHHNNNNN!" the male teen remarked giving the demon a pitiful expression. Feeling the rest of the fingers grip around his body, he then felt being squeezed hard. Feeling his torso being compressed to a threshold, it made him yell out in pain. It seemed to make the devil pleased.
"SO THE IMITATOR SAID THE SAME THING...WELL...THAT IS EXPECTED BEING MOLDED FOR MY REVENGE AGAINST HEAVEN'S LORD," it commented then curled his fingers more. He smiled feeling and hearing bones pop in his hand.
"GGRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNN!"
"...I HAVE A DEAL FOR YOU...NON-BREAKER..." the Underworld King stated bring the sophomore to his face. "SERVE ME AND BRING THE MORTAL REALM TO WORSHIP AND FOLLOW ME...I WILL GIVE YOU MORE POWER THAN YOU EVER WIELDED WHEN YOU WERE A MERE PEA-SHOOTER...YOU WILL SERVE MY ARMY OF DEMONS AS A COMMANDER."
"..." Jin replied feeling the grip lessen. Hurting all over and even to breath, he got enough air in him to speak. The male teen scowled at him.
"...hell...no..."
"HA HA HA HA HA!" the demon laughed out loud. "I HAVEN'T HEARD THAT ONE IN A WHILE...I WILL MISS YOUR UNFAZED LOOK EVEN IN THE FACE OF DEATH...SINCE YOU WON'T SERVE ME...ONLY DAMNATION IS LEFT FOR YOU...DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHERE?"
"...surprise me..." the sophomore answered with one eye open. Unable to mask off the agony of his body, he struggled to keep up the frowning expression.
"...HMMM...VERY WELL...I WILL HONOR THAT ANSWER!" the devil stated with a malicious grin. Swiping his free hand in the air, a large rift opened up. Pulling the arm back that was holding the male teen, he launched him into the portal. Only a blur of Jin was seen before he entered.