Chapter 141: Done Enough

A/N: I know that this Red Dead Redemption mini arc was super short, but I hope you guys found it to be meaningful. Anyway, I didn't say this last chapter, but thank you to all the readers and reviewers that remained loyal to the story (especially you Amvmaster and dmandog056, seriously, thanks for reading). But keep in mind, this story isn't over yet! So with that being said, ONTO THE NEXT CHAPTER!

BANG! BANG!

James and Adrian slowly opened their eyes, seeing John had the gun pointed to the sky,

"There's the two shots, now you two can go to hell." John then turned away, walking back towards camp,

"Hold up," said James, stopping his twin, "you just disobeyed a direct order from Dutch...why?" John sighed, still facing away,

"Because...as much as it kills me seeing my brother siding with a devil, I can think of one thing that is worse..." John turned to face James, "...killing my only brother." James nodded in respect, and John walked away, knowing for a fact that he will never see his brother alive again...

James then hooked Adrians' arm more securely around his shoulders, and began to support Adrian as the two walked away from the cliff as fast as they could.

"So what's the plan now Adrian?" James asked in a rushed tone, "I was already on the run from the law, now I'm on the run from Dutch and his gang."

"And I was on the run from Angels, Fallen and Devils in my present timeline for abandoning my master...and breaking her heart right before hand."

"She stopped you from avenging your mama and friend, right? So didn't she break your heart first?" Adrian stopped, causing James to stop as well, a pained look on his face, "What?" Adrian kept silent, and James came to a conclusion, "...You still loved her...and you left her still. Now that's even colder than the snow we are standing in." Adrian took his arm from James grasp, and glared,

"Thank you Uncle James, for that nice statement," he said sarcastically. He then proceeded to walk past James, but the young cowboy didn't move,

"'Uncle?'" Adrian froze, realizing his error. The young devil turned, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation, only to see James step away from him in alarm as he stared at Adrian, or rather, at the tall figure standing right behind him. Adrian whirled around, only to have a cold hand placed on his face, and the two vanished, leaving behind Adrians' hat, and a very confused James. "...Adrian?"

The young devil was slammed to the ground, no longer in a snowy old west, but was in a desert with dry cracked ground, and no civilization in sight, and standing above him was a very enraged Slender, shrieking at the one eyed devil in anger,

"YOU JUST HAD TO GO AND ALTER HISTORY THAT MUCH, DIDN'T YOU? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU'VE DONE?!"

"Save my uncle from getting murdered by an old west gangster?"

"That 'old west gangster' was SUPPOSED to kill your uncle!" Slender continued, "you've altered events that should NEVER have been altered!"

"If I was never supposed to have altered them, why even bother sending me back to kill Sellzen? Huh?!" Slender kept silent, "If you knew I was supposed to kill Sellzen, wouldn't you have also known that I would try to save James as well?!"

"Try, yes. But out of all the possible futures I've seen, you never succeeded. This is truly one in a million." Adrian stood up, dusting himself off, while giving Slender a look of disbelief,

"You mean you've already witnessed me doing this?"

"But this is the only time you've successfully saved the one who shouldn't have been saved." Adrian looked down at the ground in wonder,

"So...what happens now? Since James survived, what happens to the future now?" Slender looked up, as if he were ignoring Adrian, but the young devil had a feeling he wasn't. "Uh...what are you staring at?"

"I'm looking through time to see how badly you damaged time..." Slender answered, and his invisible eyes widened, "...that's not possible..."

"What? What is it?"

"Your uncle...has vanished!" Adrian took a step back,

"What do you mean he vanished?"

"He just vanished, from his entire time period! He must have been taken by someone with time abilities like mine, Zeus or someone else."

"Well, then we got to find him! Save him! There's got to be something we can do!" Slender looked down at Adrian, a black tendril sprouting from his back, snaking around Adrian, piercing his back and exiting his left shoulder, making him shout as the faceless creature lifted him up to be eye level with himself (or as eye level as he could be with no eyes). Slender, face practically an inch away from Adrians, hissed in a menacing tone,

"You, have done, enough." Slender then released Adrian, letting him fall onto his back while clutching his injured shoulder, "You will return home from here, alive, because despite the trouble you have caused, you may still be of use to me." Adrian groaned,

"But where exactly am I? How can I go home if I don't even know where I am?" Slender glared at the one eyed devil, and bluntly answered,

"Not my problem." The faceless creature then vanished from sight, leaving Adrian alone in what seemed like a whole new dimension, a desert no less, with no water, injured, and only his devil powers and Sacred Gear to help him. Adrian swore to himself, holding his gear arm up to his face while clutching his injured shoulder with his free hand,

"Penglog, you there?"

"Always Adrian."

"What the hell was that faceless thing anyway?"

"Truthfully, I have no idea. I have no recollection of a faceless creature like that, but he definitely has some power to him. Maybe even on par with Sirzechs...maybe even stronger!"

"Just what the hell could be stronger than a devil king?"

"Besides our friend Zeus and God himself? Not sure. But whatever he was, he was definitely an evil creature, and we are lucky to have survived him, especially with how badly you pissed him off." Adrian exhaled, the idea of angering something that powerful sending waves of fear and adrenaline through his viens.

"So what do we do now?"

"We walk. What else is there to do?" Penglog was then silent, and Adrian sighed, deciding to walk in the direction of the sunrise, yet he had no idea where to go or what to do.

Several hours later...

Adrian was still traversing the cracked desert ground, sweating profusely under the harsh sunlight, shirt still unbuttoned from when he fell off the cliff in the previous world, and losing hope fast,

"It's hopeless..." Adrian wheezed to himself, "...fucking hopeless..." Then he heard a metal crash and the squeal of tires, making him turn...

THUMP!

Adrian was sent into the air, then crumpled onto the ground in a heap, landing on his stomach, almost swearing he heard a familiar voice calling his name, and soon felt himself being rolled over, cracking open his only eye to see a familiar ash gray girl, tears welling up in her eyes,

"Adrian...what happened to you?"

"K...Katrina?" Asked Adrian in a daze, getting a nod and a teary eyed smile from the Goddess of War, who sat him up, and wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug, making Adrian groan from his shoulder injury. "Katrina...did you seriously hit me with Weskers car?"

"Not on purpose," said Katrina, "Damon was driving, then he vanished when we went through that last portal, but what happened to you? What happened to your eye? Why do you seem so...different? And what the hell is that?!" Katrina moved Adrians' open shirt to the side, seeing the boneshell encasing Adrians' torso, causing Adrian to wrap his shirt closed,

"It's...kind of a long story..." said Adrian, "...not all of it good." Katrina scoffed,

"With how you have that bandage over your eye, I may have to agree with you..."

Before long, the hood of Weskers' car was covered with the contents of a first aid kit, an orb of green devil blood, and a bottle of Brandy to numb Adrians' pain, both physical and emotional.

"So religious aliens, faceless monsters, and cowboy relatives...that's an interesting combination," said Katrina, having just heard the last of Adrians' story, giving him a fresh bandage for his empty eye socket, for even after applying green devil blood to the wound, Adrian was unable to regenerate his lost eye.

"Tell me about it," said Adrian rubbing his fingers across the bandage, and coming into contact with Katrinas' hand, and thats' when he realized what was missing, "What happened to your ring finger?!" Katrina raised her injured hand up, raising her eyebrows as if just remembering,

"Oh yeah, crazy bastard with a mohawk cut it off whenever I got separated from you, then I met my spiritual ancestor Kratos, got recruited into a gang called the Saints, even had anal sex with the handsome one close to my age, then I met back up with Damon in a world of killer clowns and doomsday vehicles, then he vanished when we went through the last portal, and here we are now." Adrian blinked,

"You had anal sex with a gangbanger?" Katrina raised an eyebrow,

"Like you have room to talk, 'Mr. I-like-to-fuck-dark-elves-and-break-alien-girls'-hearts,'" Katrina chuckled, but Adrian wasn't smiling. Instead, he was looking down at the cracked ground, ashamed,

"Maybe...maybe Slender was right..."

"About what?"

"About me doing enough damage as is. I lost an eye, and my powers, you lost a finger and your gangster boyfriend, and Damon lost his entire family, all because I selfishly wanted to avenge my mom..." Adrian sighed, "...I'm saying maybe Rias had the right idea in trying to stop me. Maybe we should just head home..."