Chapter 10: Devil Virus vs. Devil Hunter
"First off, I don't think that long of an introduction was needed. Second, I've never even heard of any of them," Adrian said bluntly to this new 'Damon' character, "and third, if you're looking for a fight, then feel free to find a spot with no people and I'll beat you stupid." Damon gestured around himself,
"There's no one here, so why not now?" Then, quick as a flash, he drew his gun, and began to open fire at Adrian, but be already ran out of the way, ran up behind Damon, and jumped up at full strength, making the buildings seem like ants as Adrian quickly scanned the ground for a safe place to fight while Damon kept elbowing him in the head, and he quickly found one, and threw Damon in that general direction. He then dove after him, and the 'Descendant of Sparda' opened fire once again, missing almost every shot, except for one, nailing Adrian in his right shoulder, but Adrian was already close enough to spear Damon, down and through the roof of an old empty warehouse, exactly where Adrian wanted them to be. Both of them crashed and rolled on the concrete floor, separating them from each other. Adrian was the first on his feet, still clutching his shoulder, and quickly found out it wasn't healing. Worse still, it was slowly turning black.
"What the fuck...?!"
"You like it?" Asked Damon, rising to his feet, and raising his gun as he spoke, "Black Dahlia here was made to encase the rounds in slow burning black fire once they've been shot. Not enough to kill, but just enough to wear devils dow-!" He stopped speaking when he saw a bullet slide on the ground in front of him. As he looked up, he was greeted with a fist to the face from Adrian, specifically a hammer fist! Damon smashed into the far wall, dazed, leaving a good sized dent in said wall, and barely looked up to see Adrian, fist reverting to normal, and shoulder healing fairly quick.
"Be glad I can heal, or I'd have to take you a bit more seriously," said Adrian with a cocky grin to match Damons. Damon simply grinned back, and pulled himself out of the wall.
"You're stronger than you look, but I've dealt with Devils that would leave you pissing in your boots at the very mention of them," said Damon, reaching for his green hilted sword. Once he had his hand on the grip, he used his index finger to turn the gearshift, and the sword roared like it had an actual engine in it! He then withdrew the sword, and to Adrians ever growing surprise and curiosity, the blade had turned a dull green, and was beginning to smoke! "What's your name?" Asked Damon.
"Adrian Michaels," answered Adrian.
"Well then, Adrian Michaels, meet the Green Knight!" Damon then dashed for Adrian, but when Damon swung his sword, it only connected to Adrians blade, who formed it in a heartbeat. Damon raised an eyebrow,
"I guess you got more than just one trick up your sleeve."
"You have no idea," said Adrian, and he kicked Damon back, and the two began to fight in a flurry of blades, striking at each other just in time to connect with the others blade. Damon kept revving the Green Knight, trying to keep it at full strength, while Adrian kept making sure the blade did not touch him, unsure of what effect the sword would have on him. Damon swung left, then right, while Adrian kicked him back on the chest, and attempted to lunge at him, only for Damon to grab the blade with his bare hand, and try to swing his sword downward in an overhead strike, only for Adrians free arm to morph into a shield, and block the blade. Adrian then aimed for a headbutt, connecting with Damons forehead, but was hit with a headbutt in return, breaking the lockup between them, and sending him rolling backwards on the floor. Adrian then rolled into a crouch, and looked up in time to see Damon swinging the sword downward in an overhead strike. Adrian then focused his body, encasing him in a hard shell-like armor, and caught Damons sword. Adrian then brought his blade across Damons chest as the Devil Hunter jumped back, leaving only a deep cut. Damon looked down at the wound, then back up at Adrian with a wicked grin, and dashed once again, swinging his sword and dodging/parrying Adrians blade, while the latter did the same, neither one truly getting an edge. Adrian then kicked back Damon, who was now laughing, and putting away the Green Knight.
"You're fucked now amigo!" He shouted, and reached for his other sword with the horned skull hilt.
"So what goofy named weapon is this? 'Skull Fucker?'" Adrian asked sarcastically. For the first time since their conflict, Damon frowned.
"This...'Skull Fucker'...was a gift from my great uncle...Dante..." he smiled sadly to himself, "It was his parting gift."
Adrian straightened up, understanding clearly, and let Damon continue,
"When my uncle Credo came back from the dead, my dad, Nero, and great uncle, Dante, teamed up to try and stop him. Problem is, Dante was already getting old, and Credo sliced off my dads Devil Bringer arm. So I was the only one left to defeat him. But even then I couldn't do it alone, so Dante gave me his sword, and doing so gave me the power to unleash my inner devil," he then bore a cocky grin, "the power I intend to unleash ON YOU!" He withdrew the sword, and a red energy flowed from the blade, and at the same time, Damon either changed shape, or was encased in armor, Adrian couldn't tell. But what he COULD tell was that now Damon no longer looked human, bearing the spikey green armor, his face no longer being visible, and a massive red spirit shadowing him, almost identical to Damon, but his armor was just as red as his spiritual self.
Adrian was at a loss for words,
"Holy Shit...!"
"You see now Adrian? You already lost this fight before it began! But I must give you credit, it takes a lot to make me bring out the devil in me!" Damon then charged Adrian after his rant, and Adrian tried to block, but Damon was too fast, slicing at Adrians armor like a hot knife through butter!
Adrian could not only fail to keep up, but his armor was beginning to crack, and before long,
K-RRRUNCH!!
The armor fell apart, leaving Adrian in a bloody vulnerable heap. Damon then stood over him, the Skull Sword raised,
"One more strike from Rebellion aught to do the trick!" Adrian raised his left arm in an attempt to block, but he knew that wouldn't do anything, so he squeezed his eyes shut and braced himself. Damon brought the sword down...
CLANG!!! Adrian cracked an eye, seeing a bright red light encasing his forearm, and blocking a stunned Damons sword,
"HUH?!!" A deep voice rang out from all around the two,
"DEVOUR!" It bellowed, and Adrian then began to grow stronger, his wounds healing faster, and Damon was beginning to grow weaker, his armor beginning to fade,
"What the fuck IS this?!" He cried, and Adrian stood up, turning his block into a grab of the sword,
"This is you losing the fight," said Adrian. He then tore the sword from Damons grip, making him lean forward, and when the opportunity present, he snatched the Green Knight off his back as well, and followed with a powerful roundhouse kick to the head of Damon, sending him flying to the back wall, and threw the Green Knight and Rebellion after him. As Damon smashed into the wall, both swords plunged into his chest, making him squirm, until he finally slumped, from Adrians point of view, dead.
Adrian took a deep breath, and looked down at his left arm, seeing the red light fade, and in its place was a silver gauntlet, encasing his entire forearm. It was silver in color, lined with black curved spikes, and complete with two red gemstones, one on the back of his hand, and a second on the palm.
"That is interesting," Adrian breathed, "Had it not been for you, I'd be chopped liver by now," he said to gauntlet. "I better get to the ORC and tell Rias," he said to himself. He then looked up at Damons lifeless body, blood dripping down from his head where he was kicked, and gushing down the swords impaling his body. "Oh, don't get up," he said with a clear distaste, "I'll let myself out." He then sprouted his devil wings, turned his back on Damon, crouched down, letting the biomass fuel his legs as his wings flared up, and using all four appendages, skyrocketed himself up and out of sight.
Once he was gone, Damon lifted his bloodied head,
"'ORC' huh?" He wheezed, "Guess that and Rias are as good a clue as any."
