Author's Note: Hello once again! Another chapter brought to you from my
crome-dome. Anyway, I liked this chapter, had some stuff floating around
that I'm seriously going to use in later chapters. I'm keeping the mystery
to this going strong until I can pull it out in a big twist. Anyway, thanks
to Blaze (Don't know the last part of your SN) and Ekobean for their
reviews. Hopefully I get more from you two and others around here anyway,
thanks again and I'll check out some of your works when I get a chance.
This is Blades. "Good reading equals good times." I'm out.
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Ash sighed as he twirled around in his large, red, plush seat in front of his desk. Two days have passed already and so far no leads. Nothing. Not even so much as a whisper of this Infinity Artifact or anything even relating to it since Kilik came. He was thinking more and more that everything that demon said was a load of crap.....That is until his phone rang.
"Devil Will Cry. Name, place, and problem."
"Come to the old train station. I'll be waiting."
A click from the other end showed Ash that he wasn't going to get any questions in about who that person was and from the sound of it, it was a female but that's all he could really tell. At least he knew what gender to look for when he got there. Ash, still wearing his shades even through the darkness of the night, saddled upon his bike and rode off in the destination, hoping to get there as quick as possible.....Why was he trying to get there so quickly, anyway? The person left nothing for him to really know except to go to the train station.....What if it was a trap? Ash laughed at the thought. Someone trap HIM? He doubted it.....Then again, a couple more 'Kiliks' coming at him would be worse then a thousand Shadows.
He was there in a matter of minutes. The station was only a few miles from his office and since it was around the middle of the night anyway, going one-hundred down the street was no problem. He was always a speed freak anyway, even when the roads were crowded.
He walked in and looked around being able to see pretty well considering that there was hardly any light AND he still had his sunglasses on. Ash never liked to show his eyes if he could help it. They seemed to be the only way people could tell he was demon and humans didn't look too kindly on demons nowadays.....Even if they were trying to save their sorry asses.
He walked around and half sighed to himself. This had wild goose chase written all over it. He turned on a heel and started walking back to the entrance when he heard something behind him. It was small, but still there.....Like a shuffling of feet or more like cloth rubbing against the dusty stone floor of the station. Ash turned but noticed nothing, he sniffed the air around him but caught no distinct odor. He wasn't too shocked about that thought.....His smell wasn't that great to begin with and he couldn't figure out how some people could actually SMELL demons. Ash didn't care though because he could always FEEL if they were there.....But he didn't get that feeling, either. Just a moment of uneasy-ness.
Ash shrugged and continued walking out. But again he heard the noise, closer this time and much quicker. He dared not to reach for any weapon on his body in case whatever around saw it as a threat. He didn't want to start slicing up scared humans lost in this place.
An idea juggled around in his mind to shout out to whatever was there but he decided against that. Why give whatever was out there a head's up? If there was even anything out there to begin with.
Ash took his sunglasses off and put them in the inner pocket of his coat. He could see much better now, what he lacked in smell he made up for in sight. He could spot a spider spinning its web in total darkness twenty miles away.
Taking another wave across the station, he looked for anything peculiar but still found nothing.
"Hmph, must be the wind." He finally concluded as he once again started walking away.
Perhaps he shouldn't have spoke out loud as just when he finished talking an ear-bursting screech rumbled around the station only to be amplified by its barren walls. Ash clutched his ears and fell to his knees, screaming but not hearing his own yells over the horrible screech. The station seemed to feel just as bad as Ash as it to was trembling from the sound.
Ash, without thinking, yelled for the noise to stop. Even though he couldn't hear what he was saying, the maker of the sound must have since it stopped only seconds later. He stood up and looked around, a ringing clear in his eardrums. He shook his head a couple times, trying to shake the headache off.
After awhile he regained his full composer and was now holding Salvation nice and tight in his hands.
"Show yourself!!" He yelled, his own voice coming back to him from the echoing of the walls.
A figure stepped from the shadows and looked up at Ash, her blonde hair brushing against the floor.
Ash knew who it was almost immediately. "Hey, you're that little girl. Are you the one that called me?"
She shook her head once.
"Are you also the one who made that sound?"
She nodded her head once.
Now Ash was thoroughly confused. Might as well stick to her 'yes' answer and try not to mind her not actually speaking.....She might be deaf...At least he hoped so. She didn't FEEL like a demon so Ash just hoped she was a human so he wasn't getting involved with some other eerie thing....Aside from his whole 'crazed father' case.
"Why?!" He practically yelled, still hearing the ringing in his ears.
She walked closer to him, pointing at his face. She got closer and he noticed her fingers were directed at his eyes.
"Is something on my face....?" Ash seemed kind of absent from the whole conversation seeing as she wasn't really answering him.
She shook her head no and confirmed that she was really pointing at his eyes by shaking her finger and practically sticking it through his face.
"Ok, ok! I get it, my eyes! What about them?"
She kneeled down and began to run her index finger over the dusty ground. After a short while she stood back up and pointed down.
Ash read out-loud what she had wrote. "'You have his eyes.' Who's?"
She had a look of distress and reached her hand around Ash's waist, poking at Ivory's handle.
"Do you mean my father? Are you trying to say something about Dante?!"
The girl nodded her head excitedly.
"Ok, what about him?"
Her head fell, Ash guessed whatever news she had wasn't good.
She scribbled some more in the dust and Ash read once again. "'It's not what you think.' What do you mean? Are you talking about what Kilik told me? How do you know about that....? Who are you, really?" Ash's curiosity grew with every question.
The mention of Kilik's name must have sent fear into the child because she started to walk backwards, death itself in her eyes.
"Hey, it's ok. He's not even here. Don't be afraid." Ash said, trying to comfort her.
She wasn't calming down, though. She just stared at him. Ash walked closer and saw something.....She wasn't staring at him, she was staring PAST him.....But at what? He turned and looked down the tunnel seeing nothing. Just as he started walking towards it to inspect what exactly was in there a low rumbling came from somewhere in the tunnel and a low, glowing red aura seemed to resonate from the sound. The light flicked and bounced off the walls and Ash knew at once this was a light coming from a great fire. Whatever was down there had a very hot temper.
He turned to the little girl, who was a couple more feet away. "Hey, is that what you're running from?"
She nodded her head and another, louder then the first, roar came from the halls.
"Yeah, thought so.... Ok, come with me, we're out of here."
He tried to grab for the girl but she only began to run. Ash chased after her but she was much faster then she looked. Another roar came and again it was louder and more vicious sounding then the others but this time it was accompanied by a rumbling of the whole station.
Ash lost his footing and fell to the ground, loosing sight of the girl. He looked back up and looked around for her but she was gone, vanishing into thin air. Ash beat the ground with his fist. "NO! I was so CLOSE!! She must have known something about my father but she's gone now! No, no, no, no!!!"
A forth roar told Ash the thing was about to emerge from the tunnel. He was wondering if he should even try to fight the thing but from what he heard and what he could see, he decided against it. Ash ran towards the exit of the station but was stopped by some force when he reached the door. He put his hand out to touch what was in front of him when, without warning, a grey, ghost-like hand jumped out and tried to grab him. Ash leapt back and took out Salvation. The hand went back into the door and a flash of ghostly heads glinted around before once again disappearing.
"Damn, there's something blocking the door." Ash thought out loud. "Guess I'm going to have to fight that thing after all...."
He made his way onto the tracks and looked down the tunnel. For a second nothing was happening, nothing was moving if as the creature just vanished. As happy as Ash was to think this might have been the case, it wasn't. A train suddenly came barreling towards him, giving no hint that it was about to stop anytime soon.
Ash couldn't react quick enough so he did the next best thing. Jump up and through the front window. He landed hard on the train's floor but all in all he was fine. Ash stood up and started running to the other end, trying to get out of the train as quickly as possible. Half-way through he saw something that changed his mind about jumping out. A large, red, dragon- like, decaying head was fast approaching the train. It's body filling the whole tunnel behind it. Ash stopped and looked in awe at it, grabbing for Salvation's handle which he had re-sheathed before hitting the window. The beast saw his hand rise up towards his sword and pulled its head back, collecting what Ash thought was a powerful blast in his gullet.
Its mouth glowed red and soon enough a thick tower of flames was speeding towards Ash, ready to fry him to a crisp. He put both hands out in defense and forced the fire to trail around his body. After the attack was over he gave one last push and forced the last of the flames crashing through the windows.
The creature looked as shocked as anything looking this disgusting could. It let out a screeching kind of roar. Not one like the others before, this one was higher and seemed more like it was hurt then anything. Ash was wondering what was going on but his answer soon came. The thing was calling other demons to help it and those other demons were the most annoying things Ash had every seen. Beelzebubs They came swarming through the broken windows by the thousands, quickly filling the whole train. Ash covered his face and swatted them away. The over-grown flies were not even close to being a threat to him but there was so many and he couldn't concentrate on fighting in such a tiny place. His problems went from bad to worse as the giant dragon-beast clamped its long jaws onto the back of the train, trying to fit the whole thing in it's mouth and eat it in one bite.
Ash yelled in great annoyance as the train crept slowly closer and closer into the beast's mouth. He started to run back to the window, arms still covering his face and swatting away the Beelzebubs. Ash could feel it's hot breath on his back as he jumped through the window and ran down the tunnel, still being pestered by the bugs around him. Man just wait until he got to the station's end where he would have enough room to fight.
As if commanded to appeared, that very thing Ash wished for came into view. He leapt out of the tunnel and stood in the middle of the darkened room, Ebony and Ivory out and blazing. The flies were dropping like....Well flies. Ash never felt more powerful, his father's guns were the perfect epitome of power. It seemed like every shot guided itself to its destination, taking down the annoying demons but the packs.
After six clips and hoards of Beelzebubs later, the dragon finally emerged from it's hole. Ash smirked and raised Ebony and Ivory to meet it. "Suck on lead, bastard." He said coolly, charging his shots with red energy before letting them rip into the air.
Screams of pain could be heard from the beast as shot after shot pieced it's raw hide. If Ash thought Ebony and Ivory were great before, well that was nothing to the charged shots he was giving out now.
The dragon, now toughly pissed, lunged at Ash who preformed a perfect back flip as he continued his assault. The beast stopped charging and closed its eyes, it was charging up for something Ash had yet to see but this didn't stop Ash from emptying the last few clips into it's skull. He put Ebony and Ivory away and traded them for the cold, hard steel of Salvation. Waiting for it's attack, Ash held his ground.
"Sparky!!" A voice shouted through the walls. "Down!!"
'Sparky' listening to the mysterious voice suddenly became dormant and slithered back into it's hole in the tunnel.
Ash was more then a little surprised at this feat. Who the hell stopped that thing from attacking? More importantly....Who the hell would name something like that SPARKY?!
The wall to his left suddenly started to glow a light green color as a man, around Ash's height but perhaps much older, can't really tell with demons, stepped out.
The man's hair matched the light green of the wall, which had now faded away. His eyes were a beautiful emerald green which seemed to emit their own light, much like Ash's dark blue eyes. They also had more of a cat-like look to them. He wore a black sleeveless shirt with forest green army fatigue pants. A large, crookedly misshapen broad sword hung on his back and a smoother slimmer sword was attached at the back of his belt, the sword itself parallel to the ground.
"Greeting fellow devil Hunter. I am Drak, a half-blood. My mother didn't find out my pop was a demon until they had me. Shame really, first person I kill and I didn't even know I was doing it."
Ash winced at the thought of his mother dieing at this man's birth.
"Ah well, she tasted good. That's all that mattered." He said with a laugh.
"That's sick." Ash responded with a growl.
"Oh come on, I'm just playing around. Anyhow, I hear you're looking for that little trinket that supposedly even exists in the first place."
"The Infinity Artifact?"
"Yep, that's it. Well I've been sent to assist you....Seeing as you don't know how to find it yourself." He paused and took a bow, gleaming a coy smiled at him after he was done. "I'm also here to help you defeat any 'resistance' you may have."
"They sent you here because they thought I'm not strong enough to take down my father alone, huh?"
"Wow..." Drak said after a small pause. "You're good. But yeah, that's it in a nutshell. So ready to begin?"
"No, not with you anyway. I don't need help."
"Oh but I think you do. Plus Sparky would be nice back up, wouldn't you agree?"
Ash shook his head. "No, I don't. I didn't ask for help and I'm not about to take hand outs. Leave me be."
"Ash, you have a day left. I know where to find your father and this artifact, you don't. You need me and I need you."
"You need me? Ha, and why's that?" He asked with a small smirk.
"Well, you're his son. You might be able to lower his guard so I can get a quick stab in." Drak started to mock stab an invisible person in the back.
"That's under-handed. If I'm to fight my father. It'll be a fair fight. Figures a lowly demon such as yourself would think up a cowardly strategy such as that." Ash could feel Drak's power and knew he was far from a 'lowly demon.'
Drak sighed. "Oh so you call fighting the single most greatest being to date, who is equipped with fully powered up and devastating weapons known as Alastor and Ifrit, along with his rumored to be modified and increasingly stronger DT fair? Well guess I should get your funeral preparations complete."
Ash titled his head. Ash had heard of Alastor as Ifrit but not this 'DT.' "What do you by DT?"
"DT. Devil Trigger. The thing you do when you release your inner 'you' You've used it before, right?"
Ash hesitantly shook his head.
"You've never become your demon self before?"
He shook his head again.
"Seriously?!"
"NO! God is that such a crime?!"
"When you come from such a high-rolling family like yours then YES! Right now you must be at like...forty percent of your full potential! No wonder they sent me to help you!! Man, Kira might have to lend a hand, too....."
Ash growled. "I don't need this 'Devil Trigger' thing. I can handle anything that comes may way without it."
Drak laughed long and hard. "Suuure you can! And I'm leader of the Underworld. Anyway, I'll give you the night to rest but I'll be at your office at the crack of dawn. Be ready seeing as we'll only have one day to stop him."
Drak was about to disappear into his green portal on the wall when Ash stopped him. "Hey! How did you find me, anyway?"
"I followed you. Guess it was just your dumb luck that you had to come to Sparky's resting spot. Lucky I found you when I did."
"What about that little girl with the REALLY long hair?"
Drak turned completely around. "What little girl?" He had the look of hate itself in his eyes.
Ash scratched his head. "Oh, guess it was nothing. Some kids where playing around at the other part of the station and I thought one of them was your daughter or something."
"Heh, ummm.....Ok then. Anyway I'll be seeing you tomorrow. Until then Mr. Sparda." And with that, he was gone.
Ash rubbed his chin as he headed out of the station and walked back to his bike which was miles away from where he was now. As he walked he thought about the child. She was saying something about his father.....But what? She obviously must not be in the same league as Kilik or Drak seeing as both the dragon-demon and Kilik's name brought fear to her. So maybe.....Maybe she had proof of his father's innocence? He would have to check out the house he first saw her at tomorrow morning to get some clear facts. Man, this job was getting harder and harder.
A lone figure watched form a perch high above the town. A long black shroud covering their whole body.
"You poor puppet." A feminine voice said from under the cloak. "How long with they play with your strings?"
This is Blades. "Good reading equals good times." I'm out.
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Ash sighed as he twirled around in his large, red, plush seat in front of his desk. Two days have passed already and so far no leads. Nothing. Not even so much as a whisper of this Infinity Artifact or anything even relating to it since Kilik came. He was thinking more and more that everything that demon said was a load of crap.....That is until his phone rang.
"Devil Will Cry. Name, place, and problem."
"Come to the old train station. I'll be waiting."
A click from the other end showed Ash that he wasn't going to get any questions in about who that person was and from the sound of it, it was a female but that's all he could really tell. At least he knew what gender to look for when he got there. Ash, still wearing his shades even through the darkness of the night, saddled upon his bike and rode off in the destination, hoping to get there as quick as possible.....Why was he trying to get there so quickly, anyway? The person left nothing for him to really know except to go to the train station.....What if it was a trap? Ash laughed at the thought. Someone trap HIM? He doubted it.....Then again, a couple more 'Kiliks' coming at him would be worse then a thousand Shadows.
He was there in a matter of minutes. The station was only a few miles from his office and since it was around the middle of the night anyway, going one-hundred down the street was no problem. He was always a speed freak anyway, even when the roads were crowded.
He walked in and looked around being able to see pretty well considering that there was hardly any light AND he still had his sunglasses on. Ash never liked to show his eyes if he could help it. They seemed to be the only way people could tell he was demon and humans didn't look too kindly on demons nowadays.....Even if they were trying to save their sorry asses.
He walked around and half sighed to himself. This had wild goose chase written all over it. He turned on a heel and started walking back to the entrance when he heard something behind him. It was small, but still there.....Like a shuffling of feet or more like cloth rubbing against the dusty stone floor of the station. Ash turned but noticed nothing, he sniffed the air around him but caught no distinct odor. He wasn't too shocked about that thought.....His smell wasn't that great to begin with and he couldn't figure out how some people could actually SMELL demons. Ash didn't care though because he could always FEEL if they were there.....But he didn't get that feeling, either. Just a moment of uneasy-ness.
Ash shrugged and continued walking out. But again he heard the noise, closer this time and much quicker. He dared not to reach for any weapon on his body in case whatever around saw it as a threat. He didn't want to start slicing up scared humans lost in this place.
An idea juggled around in his mind to shout out to whatever was there but he decided against that. Why give whatever was out there a head's up? If there was even anything out there to begin with.
Ash took his sunglasses off and put them in the inner pocket of his coat. He could see much better now, what he lacked in smell he made up for in sight. He could spot a spider spinning its web in total darkness twenty miles away.
Taking another wave across the station, he looked for anything peculiar but still found nothing.
"Hmph, must be the wind." He finally concluded as he once again started walking away.
Perhaps he shouldn't have spoke out loud as just when he finished talking an ear-bursting screech rumbled around the station only to be amplified by its barren walls. Ash clutched his ears and fell to his knees, screaming but not hearing his own yells over the horrible screech. The station seemed to feel just as bad as Ash as it to was trembling from the sound.
Ash, without thinking, yelled for the noise to stop. Even though he couldn't hear what he was saying, the maker of the sound must have since it stopped only seconds later. He stood up and looked around, a ringing clear in his eardrums. He shook his head a couple times, trying to shake the headache off.
After awhile he regained his full composer and was now holding Salvation nice and tight in his hands.
"Show yourself!!" He yelled, his own voice coming back to him from the echoing of the walls.
A figure stepped from the shadows and looked up at Ash, her blonde hair brushing against the floor.
Ash knew who it was almost immediately. "Hey, you're that little girl. Are you the one that called me?"
She shook her head once.
"Are you also the one who made that sound?"
She nodded her head once.
Now Ash was thoroughly confused. Might as well stick to her 'yes' answer and try not to mind her not actually speaking.....She might be deaf...At least he hoped so. She didn't FEEL like a demon so Ash just hoped she was a human so he wasn't getting involved with some other eerie thing....Aside from his whole 'crazed father' case.
"Why?!" He practically yelled, still hearing the ringing in his ears.
She walked closer to him, pointing at his face. She got closer and he noticed her fingers were directed at his eyes.
"Is something on my face....?" Ash seemed kind of absent from the whole conversation seeing as she wasn't really answering him.
She shook her head no and confirmed that she was really pointing at his eyes by shaking her finger and practically sticking it through his face.
"Ok, ok! I get it, my eyes! What about them?"
She kneeled down and began to run her index finger over the dusty ground. After a short while she stood back up and pointed down.
Ash read out-loud what she had wrote. "'You have his eyes.' Who's?"
She had a look of distress and reached her hand around Ash's waist, poking at Ivory's handle.
"Do you mean my father? Are you trying to say something about Dante?!"
The girl nodded her head excitedly.
"Ok, what about him?"
Her head fell, Ash guessed whatever news she had wasn't good.
She scribbled some more in the dust and Ash read once again. "'It's not what you think.' What do you mean? Are you talking about what Kilik told me? How do you know about that....? Who are you, really?" Ash's curiosity grew with every question.
The mention of Kilik's name must have sent fear into the child because she started to walk backwards, death itself in her eyes.
"Hey, it's ok. He's not even here. Don't be afraid." Ash said, trying to comfort her.
She wasn't calming down, though. She just stared at him. Ash walked closer and saw something.....She wasn't staring at him, she was staring PAST him.....But at what? He turned and looked down the tunnel seeing nothing. Just as he started walking towards it to inspect what exactly was in there a low rumbling came from somewhere in the tunnel and a low, glowing red aura seemed to resonate from the sound. The light flicked and bounced off the walls and Ash knew at once this was a light coming from a great fire. Whatever was down there had a very hot temper.
He turned to the little girl, who was a couple more feet away. "Hey, is that what you're running from?"
She nodded her head and another, louder then the first, roar came from the halls.
"Yeah, thought so.... Ok, come with me, we're out of here."
He tried to grab for the girl but she only began to run. Ash chased after her but she was much faster then she looked. Another roar came and again it was louder and more vicious sounding then the others but this time it was accompanied by a rumbling of the whole station.
Ash lost his footing and fell to the ground, loosing sight of the girl. He looked back up and looked around for her but she was gone, vanishing into thin air. Ash beat the ground with his fist. "NO! I was so CLOSE!! She must have known something about my father but she's gone now! No, no, no, no!!!"
A forth roar told Ash the thing was about to emerge from the tunnel. He was wondering if he should even try to fight the thing but from what he heard and what he could see, he decided against it. Ash ran towards the exit of the station but was stopped by some force when he reached the door. He put his hand out to touch what was in front of him when, without warning, a grey, ghost-like hand jumped out and tried to grab him. Ash leapt back and took out Salvation. The hand went back into the door and a flash of ghostly heads glinted around before once again disappearing.
"Damn, there's something blocking the door." Ash thought out loud. "Guess I'm going to have to fight that thing after all...."
He made his way onto the tracks and looked down the tunnel. For a second nothing was happening, nothing was moving if as the creature just vanished. As happy as Ash was to think this might have been the case, it wasn't. A train suddenly came barreling towards him, giving no hint that it was about to stop anytime soon.
Ash couldn't react quick enough so he did the next best thing. Jump up and through the front window. He landed hard on the train's floor but all in all he was fine. Ash stood up and started running to the other end, trying to get out of the train as quickly as possible. Half-way through he saw something that changed his mind about jumping out. A large, red, dragon- like, decaying head was fast approaching the train. It's body filling the whole tunnel behind it. Ash stopped and looked in awe at it, grabbing for Salvation's handle which he had re-sheathed before hitting the window. The beast saw his hand rise up towards his sword and pulled its head back, collecting what Ash thought was a powerful blast in his gullet.
Its mouth glowed red and soon enough a thick tower of flames was speeding towards Ash, ready to fry him to a crisp. He put both hands out in defense and forced the fire to trail around his body. After the attack was over he gave one last push and forced the last of the flames crashing through the windows.
The creature looked as shocked as anything looking this disgusting could. It let out a screeching kind of roar. Not one like the others before, this one was higher and seemed more like it was hurt then anything. Ash was wondering what was going on but his answer soon came. The thing was calling other demons to help it and those other demons were the most annoying things Ash had every seen. Beelzebubs They came swarming through the broken windows by the thousands, quickly filling the whole train. Ash covered his face and swatted them away. The over-grown flies were not even close to being a threat to him but there was so many and he couldn't concentrate on fighting in such a tiny place. His problems went from bad to worse as the giant dragon-beast clamped its long jaws onto the back of the train, trying to fit the whole thing in it's mouth and eat it in one bite.
Ash yelled in great annoyance as the train crept slowly closer and closer into the beast's mouth. He started to run back to the window, arms still covering his face and swatting away the Beelzebubs. Ash could feel it's hot breath on his back as he jumped through the window and ran down the tunnel, still being pestered by the bugs around him. Man just wait until he got to the station's end where he would have enough room to fight.
As if commanded to appeared, that very thing Ash wished for came into view. He leapt out of the tunnel and stood in the middle of the darkened room, Ebony and Ivory out and blazing. The flies were dropping like....Well flies. Ash never felt more powerful, his father's guns were the perfect epitome of power. It seemed like every shot guided itself to its destination, taking down the annoying demons but the packs.
After six clips and hoards of Beelzebubs later, the dragon finally emerged from it's hole. Ash smirked and raised Ebony and Ivory to meet it. "Suck on lead, bastard." He said coolly, charging his shots with red energy before letting them rip into the air.
Screams of pain could be heard from the beast as shot after shot pieced it's raw hide. If Ash thought Ebony and Ivory were great before, well that was nothing to the charged shots he was giving out now.
The dragon, now toughly pissed, lunged at Ash who preformed a perfect back flip as he continued his assault. The beast stopped charging and closed its eyes, it was charging up for something Ash had yet to see but this didn't stop Ash from emptying the last few clips into it's skull. He put Ebony and Ivory away and traded them for the cold, hard steel of Salvation. Waiting for it's attack, Ash held his ground.
"Sparky!!" A voice shouted through the walls. "Down!!"
'Sparky' listening to the mysterious voice suddenly became dormant and slithered back into it's hole in the tunnel.
Ash was more then a little surprised at this feat. Who the hell stopped that thing from attacking? More importantly....Who the hell would name something like that SPARKY?!
The wall to his left suddenly started to glow a light green color as a man, around Ash's height but perhaps much older, can't really tell with demons, stepped out.
The man's hair matched the light green of the wall, which had now faded away. His eyes were a beautiful emerald green which seemed to emit their own light, much like Ash's dark blue eyes. They also had more of a cat-like look to them. He wore a black sleeveless shirt with forest green army fatigue pants. A large, crookedly misshapen broad sword hung on his back and a smoother slimmer sword was attached at the back of his belt, the sword itself parallel to the ground.
"Greeting fellow devil Hunter. I am Drak, a half-blood. My mother didn't find out my pop was a demon until they had me. Shame really, first person I kill and I didn't even know I was doing it."
Ash winced at the thought of his mother dieing at this man's birth.
"Ah well, she tasted good. That's all that mattered." He said with a laugh.
"That's sick." Ash responded with a growl.
"Oh come on, I'm just playing around. Anyhow, I hear you're looking for that little trinket that supposedly even exists in the first place."
"The Infinity Artifact?"
"Yep, that's it. Well I've been sent to assist you....Seeing as you don't know how to find it yourself." He paused and took a bow, gleaming a coy smiled at him after he was done. "I'm also here to help you defeat any 'resistance' you may have."
"They sent you here because they thought I'm not strong enough to take down my father alone, huh?"
"Wow..." Drak said after a small pause. "You're good. But yeah, that's it in a nutshell. So ready to begin?"
"No, not with you anyway. I don't need help."
"Oh but I think you do. Plus Sparky would be nice back up, wouldn't you agree?"
Ash shook his head. "No, I don't. I didn't ask for help and I'm not about to take hand outs. Leave me be."
"Ash, you have a day left. I know where to find your father and this artifact, you don't. You need me and I need you."
"You need me? Ha, and why's that?" He asked with a small smirk.
"Well, you're his son. You might be able to lower his guard so I can get a quick stab in." Drak started to mock stab an invisible person in the back.
"That's under-handed. If I'm to fight my father. It'll be a fair fight. Figures a lowly demon such as yourself would think up a cowardly strategy such as that." Ash could feel Drak's power and knew he was far from a 'lowly demon.'
Drak sighed. "Oh so you call fighting the single most greatest being to date, who is equipped with fully powered up and devastating weapons known as Alastor and Ifrit, along with his rumored to be modified and increasingly stronger DT fair? Well guess I should get your funeral preparations complete."
Ash titled his head. Ash had heard of Alastor as Ifrit but not this 'DT.' "What do you by DT?"
"DT. Devil Trigger. The thing you do when you release your inner 'you' You've used it before, right?"
Ash hesitantly shook his head.
"You've never become your demon self before?"
He shook his head again.
"Seriously?!"
"NO! God is that such a crime?!"
"When you come from such a high-rolling family like yours then YES! Right now you must be at like...forty percent of your full potential! No wonder they sent me to help you!! Man, Kira might have to lend a hand, too....."
Ash growled. "I don't need this 'Devil Trigger' thing. I can handle anything that comes may way without it."
Drak laughed long and hard. "Suuure you can! And I'm leader of the Underworld. Anyway, I'll give you the night to rest but I'll be at your office at the crack of dawn. Be ready seeing as we'll only have one day to stop him."
Drak was about to disappear into his green portal on the wall when Ash stopped him. "Hey! How did you find me, anyway?"
"I followed you. Guess it was just your dumb luck that you had to come to Sparky's resting spot. Lucky I found you when I did."
"What about that little girl with the REALLY long hair?"
Drak turned completely around. "What little girl?" He had the look of hate itself in his eyes.
Ash scratched his head. "Oh, guess it was nothing. Some kids where playing around at the other part of the station and I thought one of them was your daughter or something."
"Heh, ummm.....Ok then. Anyway I'll be seeing you tomorrow. Until then Mr. Sparda." And with that, he was gone.
Ash rubbed his chin as he headed out of the station and walked back to his bike which was miles away from where he was now. As he walked he thought about the child. She was saying something about his father.....But what? She obviously must not be in the same league as Kilik or Drak seeing as both the dragon-demon and Kilik's name brought fear to her. So maybe.....Maybe she had proof of his father's innocence? He would have to check out the house he first saw her at tomorrow morning to get some clear facts. Man, this job was getting harder and harder.
A lone figure watched form a perch high above the town. A long black shroud covering their whole body.
"You poor puppet." A feminine voice said from under the cloak. "How long with they play with your strings?"