Just What the Doctor Ordered
Demon Diary: Krayon x Erutis
A/N: Argh! Two more blasted days without Internet! Damn! I suppose this is a good thing for you people reading this, because now you get about four chapters in one day. And the length of this story has still yet to be determined. Oh and a great majority of these chapters take place right after Erutis' Epilogue in the Seventh volume of Demon Diary. And if you are still looking for more Demon Diary Krayon x Erutis fics, I would like to shamelessly advertise my new fic, Shimmer of Elegance.
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Chapter Nine: Breaking Boundaries
Done in blessing, always well,
Forget in passing, never tell…
"Krayon… I want to thank you for all you've done for me. True it is that you've done some stupid things; you've also done a lot of good. So I want to thank you." Erutis slowly spoke, strangely coming out weak. Krayon shook his head, hardly believing what he was hearing.
"Erutis, I've told you before, there's no need to thank me. Everything I have done and now do for you is out of my love for you." Contentedly he smiled, nearly purring as she leaned against him. It felt so nice, having her so near and close to him. Warmth couldn't be described, the way the temperature was raising steadily. Krayon could feel Erutis tense slightly; apparently she too could feel the heat.
"K-Krayon?" Erutis whispered worriedly, turning her face upwards once more. The heat was beginning to become ridiculous, and the smell of smoke drifted into the room. He didn't answer, but a murderous scowl appeared on his face.
"Stay here," his voice echoed in the room, and it was an order Erutis realized. She watched from his bedroom window as he appeared in the midst of the now-blazing garden below, and he was commanding a frenzy of servants to douse the fire. Krayon himself was summoning great amounts of water from around his palace and using blasts to smother the fire.
"Damn, when did this happen? Answer me Thanes!" the Demon Lord growled a quaking servant, who was apparently the chief gardener. He kept tucking and twisting his hat in his hands, and glancing nervously at all the others.
"M-master we don't know! All we do know is that some man in a dark cloak appeared and told us our Master and Milady would pay. We assume he set the fire though… Master? Master Krayon?" The servant shuffled back a few steps, now becoming extremely panicky as Krayon's eyes became a rather frightening crimson color. The bloodlust, something unseen in his Master in over 400 years, was now coming alive once more. The last time Thanes had seen this, he had almost lost his life for stepping in the way of his Lord's prey.
"Clear the way all! Our Lord is beset with the bloodlust!" Thanes cried out, running through the garden back in the castle, the flames now ashes. The few demon servants that had served Master Krayon through his time of bloodlust knew exactly what this meant, and hastily fled after the gardener, calling others to come unless they wished to die a painful death.
"How – dare – they – not – tell – me – that – bastard – came – here!" Krayon ground out, all sanity beginning to leave as he recognized the description of the man- it had to be Nuhan. The once-golden locks turned a wild silver cerulean, fanning crazily around his shoulders and face, and his cloak turned an icy blue, and his sylphs scurried away at his next command, "Protect Erutis. Leave her and you all die."
The orchids bent a greeting to their Lord, and the trees waved and bowed as his power washed over all things, sending the environment into a haze. In the far corners of the world, his power could be felt by all Demon Lords, and even Eclipse had something to say on the matter…
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"Master Raenef? Do you feel that?" Eclipse asked his young Lord, who was currently dozing over a set of books Eclipse had set out for him to study from.
"Master Raenef!" Eclipse shouted in his charge's ear, attempting futilely to wake him. Sighing in defeat, Eclipse turned to the study window, looking out at the rapidly darkening sky. It was only noon… so it had to be a great Demon Lord entering the bloodlust. Mutely he wondered, 'Who could be aggravated enough that their bloodlust would be triggered?'
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Far away, the clerics of Rased debated what action they take, Chris being the most vocal of his opinions. "I say we take down that Demon Lord! He's probably burning down a village and killing innocents!" Chris crossed his arms, standing in front of six other clerics, including Hejem, the High Cleric of Rased's Temple.
"Are you daft Chris? You just came from a yearlong stay at a Demon Lord's castle and yet you still don't understand you can't 'take down' a Demon Lord in bloodlust?" one of the clerics asked, clearly shocked at Chris' lack of understanding.
"No. I just know who that Demon Lord is that's going all berserk over there, and why." Chris smiled smugly, about ready to pull his 'super-genius- act.
"Oh really, now?" Finally Hejem spoke up, tired of hearing Chris' ridiculously childish ignorance. Boldly he stepped in front of the self-righteous Chris.
"Yes sir. It has to be Demon Lord Krayon and my friend Erutis." Chris leaned back against the wall, feeling quite powerful at the moment.
"You mean there's a woman out there trying to defend herself against the Demon Lord of Egae? One of the five eldest Demon Lords in existence!" All the clerics shouted in unison, shocked and appalled at Chris' lack of distress.
Hurriedly Chris waved them to calm down, "No, no. She's a Swordmaster, and he's not mad at her. I mean for Rased's sake Krayon's in love with her. The whole time I was there he kept pursuing her, and Erutis kept threatening him off with her sword. In all actuality it was hilarious, seeing such a powerful Demon Lord go down on his knees and beg her to stay in his presence, or whatever else. He did a lot of things for her too." Chris was gleeful now; he had them shocked and sitting in the palm of his hand, even laughing and chuckling at the thought of one of the mightiest Demon Lords ever pursuing a mortal Swordmaster girl.
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"So I see you've accepted my challenge, Demon Lord of Egae." Nuhan stepped out of the shade of the trees, landing ten feet in front of Krayon, who raised his hand, mezraez crackling brightly. In his left hand he wielded a sword, a sword crafted from the bones of his mother and father, called the Sword of Desecration. His eyes had not changed, nor had his hair, but now he was garbed in sleek onyx armor, and his hair was tied back with a black silk ribbon.
"You have insulted not only myself, but my Lady and love. I have nothing to say to such low and immoral filth." Krayon transported behind the man, forgetting any honor he might have bestowed upon a worthy opponent, and drew his sword across the man's neck, slicing it wide open. Blood spewed out, spreading over the collar of the man's crimson shirt, blending into one color. Muscle could be seen, gleaming in bloody essence, and Krayon drew back to make a clean separation of the head.
"As if that is supposed to kill me." The man spoke quietly, unconcernedly, and ducked out of a startled Krayon's arms. "I would've thought you'd use your complete concentration and energies on me, instead of sparing your thoughts and losing focus on that wench you call your love." Nuhan smirked evilly, enjoying Krayon's reaction his throat sealing back up, leaving behind naught.
"Don't you ever insult my love, vermin. And if I had known you were undead before, you would not be standing here to say anything." Krayon stood his ground, as if pondering what attack the vampire would make.
Nuhan threw his head back and laughed, a cold and silky laugh that infuriated Krayon further. "Very clever, Lord Krayon. Though my quarrel is not with you, but my daughter, and we can always pick up where we left off. I have not the time to quibble you now, so I take my leave of you." And just like that, Nuhan disappeared, shortly followed by explosions of pixie dust and Erutis' scream.
Krayon made to transport after him, but as soon as he did, he found himself looking into the room from the hallway. The bastard had placed a magical barrier around the room, sealing Erutis and her few sylph guards alone with Nuhan the vampire.
"Erutis!" Krayon shouted, trying to shake her out of her frightened trance. "Sylphs protect her, and get me the hell through here!" The sylphs hurried to obey, throwing their bombs of magic at the face and hands of Nuhan, who was weakening under their powers of light; the exact opposite of his powers of darkness. Erutis backed away towards Krayon, slamming her fists against the magical barrier, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Krayon! I don't have my Swordmaster powers anymore! I can't break through this barrier!" she shouted back to him, her once long dress now back in her Swordmaster tunic and cloak, and her sword strapped to her side. Apparently the castle's powers had been negated from the barrier, and it must be one strong barrier to counteract those effects.
"Don't worry love, I'll get through here. Just stay back from him, he's a vampire!" Krayon smiled weakly at her, his bloodlust beginning to strengthen him to the point of insanity. If that happened, the barrier would come crashing down, and so would possibly the whole castle. Already her fear was driving his instincts crazy to do something, anything. He could only wait now, unless…
"Erutis, my daughter." Nuhan had broken free from the bursts of light the sylphs had used on him, leaving them passed out on the floor and dimly lit. He extended a cold, sickly-white hand towards her, his black eyes daring her to look him into them. Erutis looked up in shock, her eyes somehow meeting his, and she stopped moving; hypnotized.
"Return to your father, like a good daughter. I give you another chance at my forgiveness…" Erutis stepped forward slowly, her eyes showing clearly the inner battle she was fighting, trying to break free from his vampiric hypnosis.
"No! Erutis don't listen to him! He wants to change you!" Krayon called to her, begging her to fight harder, to free herself. Suddenly he could feel his body becoming charged with energy just waiting to explode into the outside world. His hair pulled away from the tie and swirled wildly about him, flashing that silver cerulean color and his body armor turned a darker black, mixing with dark silver. The Sword of Desecration glowed an intense blue, and lengthened to a silver point, and as he plunged the sword into the barrier, it glowed a vicious red and shattered into a thousand pieces, surprising the vampire who lost his concentration on Erutis.
Erutis stumbled backwards, almost falling from her release from the hypnosis, but Krayon caught her around her shoulders, setting her upright. Placing her behind him, he readied his sword and asked her climb on his back, and to trust him. When she looked at him quizzically, and in fear, he sighed and snatched her up over his shoulder, her face close to his so that he could whisper instructions if need be. Nuhan
"Foolish idiot!" he screeched, whipping out his own sword and holding it in front of him, cursing and yelling as his left cheek appeared to be burning. "Erutis, you will pay for all you have done to this family with your life!"
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A/N: Hmph. I finally left a decent cliffhanger, and guess what… MY INTERNET IS BACK! -dances-
Six pages in Word, took an hour to think and type, and 2,038 words.