Title: Hellspawn
Chapter: 31/34
Characters: Shiemi, Amaimon, OC, (mentions of others),
Genre: angst, general, mystery(?)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, it's purely fan made for fun... or tears.
Warnings: No beta'd, etc. cursing, anime!ver, brocon, RinYukio, prolly ooc, unrequired love (?), sloooow buuurn.

Summary: ( And then he charged, his hellfire overfilling the body as it took it all in—far more then he was able to in only part-vessel. Somehow it felt very different than his old one, maybe because the boy he possessed was terminally ill when he's done so—or maybe because Shiemi put so much faith in him it was ridiculous. )

A/N: Last time I've hit 2nd end so I hope you're going to enjoy this. This is the 1st part of the 'true ending' so to speak that clicks at 16k words LUL.

It wasn't supposed to be this bad, a brief thought crossed Shiemi's mind as she appeared with Amaimon at her side closest to the doorway they could. The park was already flooded with hellspawns, people were shrieking amidst the chaos and Shiemi noticed that her heart found it's place in throat. Quite literally.

While at first her courage and confidence kept on nudging her ahead, now as she stood rooted in place, she found herself wavering amidst the harsh wind that was leaping at her persona trying to tear her apart. Blinking rapidly she's done the first thing she could and called upon Amaimon's help in managing the damage that was done already.

Nii-chan stayed upon her shoulder at all times, sometimes growing out a thick rooted barrier to keep her safe while Amaimon took care of the most of hellspawns. Moving slowly but surely ahead they made their way into park, with a goal at the back of her mind—which was to save as many people as she could on her way.

Fortunately there wasn't many around as most scurried away as soon as the portal opened.

The sheer power from behind the doorway was making goosebumps stand out on her skin, and it was not a fault of the cold weather nor fear that blossomed in her chest. While she was prepared—as much as she could—knowing that it would probably be the most difficult mission for them to finish, she was still awed at the view that welcomed her once she found Gehenna's Doorway.

Or rather would see if it wasn't hidden behind wall of slithering darkness.

Gulping she nodded her head and glanced at Amaimon. There was silent conversation in those looks, one that ended before it started as Amaimon readily jumped into the fray slashing and burning everything on his way.

The view was terrifying and Shiemi caught herself choking on air itself, her hands and lips trembling. While Amaimon kept on getting rid of the thick barrier Shiemi send her small greenman to jump at smaller, few hellspawns that tried to snuck up upon her.

There was a thing though, each time she's done so—she was faltering, as if those commands were wearing her down. Gulping under breath she jumped back when sudden ghoul tried to pin her down from flank. Hot and kind of exhausted from keeping herself aware at all times, she dropped her jacket to the ground—and weather instantly left it's signs on her body with her cheeks reddening, forehead sweating but hands becoming scarily bluish.

Clouds of mist accompanied her each breath, it was a November afterall. Blue flame shone around swallowing everything in it's shine, it's rays playing on her face.

It was taking so long, to even get rid of half of the barrier and she turned around into the sky, looking for a sign that at least someone managed seemingly impossible and closed the doorway. To her utmost surprise she saw two flickering lights in the distance.

Breathing heavily under nose she felt tears pressing at the back of her eyes. She didn't want to fail, she wanted to help—she wanted to be strong enough for them to win. Shaking from the cold and fear she send Nii-chan again towards the ghoul, jumping back when it attacked.

She wasn't an athlete as Izumo was. She was clumsy and slow but tried to sweep those thoughts to the back of her mind. At least she did until she heard a cry, a very human cry from a human child that was being dragged by a very unfriendly looking demon over the ground.

The view itself froze blood in her veins and on automatic she acted—forgetting about the real reason she was there.

With few strides she knocked the demon off the child, shielding it with her body.

"It's going to be okay" she said softly even though her voice betrayed the real fear behind those words. "I need you to calm down, please."

The child, a girl maybe not older than five looked up to her with wide, scared eyes. "I'm scared. I'm hurt, it hurts, please make it stop."

Shiemi gulped, looking down on the child. "W—where does it hurt?" she asked slowly.

The girl shook in her arms. "Everywhere. My mommy, my daddy, I want them to come back! I want my mum, I want my dad!"

With tears in her eyes Shiemi could only hug distressed child to her trying to soothe her. "I'm s—sorry. They—they won't be coming back—"

The girl's nails bit into her skin at that and that was understandable. She was in shock and not even a mere child. However when a very sour smell started to engulf them Shiemi took a second look at the girl with a sinking feeling in her gut. She was losing her to them, there were hellspawns circling around—some leeching on the taste of death that loomed around area.

It was not a good sign, and it was lost on her.

Shiemi didn't realised until it was too little too late that those tiny nails changed into black, sharp claws and they bit into her skin painfully. A one sudden kick tore them apart though—Shiemi and the girl—and blonde was momentarily dumbfounded before a hand—a very human hand reached towards her.

"Get up, you almost let her gut you on place" said newcomer, a human. A boy maybe thirteen of age with messy black-purple hair and dirt over his face.

Bleeding, stupefied Shiemi took the hand and stood back up on her shaky legs. "Who are you?" she asked instead, seeing that the boy has had the guts not to shiver in such a place like this. "You should be running as far away from here as soon as possible!" she somehow scolded him but didn't had the voice to do so.

The boy chuckled cheekily at her. "A guy that know what they are" he answered plainly, wiping at his forehead. He was sweating but cold just like she was. "Let's say I wanted to enrol into exorcist programme after you saved me from that ghoul—" he let his answer at that, hanging. Turning around he realised there was a greenman jumping through air sending roots all over the place knocking off incoming enemies. "You're a tamer, aren't you. He's yours" he mentioned halfwittedly.

Shiemi nodded to that. "Yes, I am an exorcist. And you should—"

An open palm welcomed her vision cutting her off. "I'm Ren and you are—?"

Awed at such incredulous thing blonde almost blanched, almost. Thinking nothing of it she shook her head instead furrowing her brows in anger. "Doesn't matter right now! Leave—you must to run away!"

Tsking in a very cheeky manner the boy scrutinized her head to toes. "I know how not to die, I've done this before I can do it again—and seeing what's happening here, it must be something big, isn't it?"

It was just a curious question Shiemi realised but it was so on point it did took her aback for a few seconds. Of course the situation was dire and she was alone against every single hellspawn in the vicinity but she couldn't let that boy stay. No matter what was he saying, no matter what was he feeling.

"No, you can't stay here" she concluded her inner monologue, carefully. "I understand you want to help but—"

The boy grit his teeth at her then, glaring. "Which part of 'I wanted to enrol into exorcist programme' you didn't understand?!" he all but snapped, his silver eyes daring her to open mouth in response. "I know what are these, I can see them and I know how to fight them off..."

"That's not right."

With this comment Shiemi took the boy aback as he blinked his eyes rapidly, his scowl lessening.

"Even so you're just a passerby, you haven't got any training—you can't just go blindly into fight. Not the one on this scale... I—I would never forgive myself—if something happened to you."

White knuckles shook but they released in a defiance. "There's no way of convincing you, is there? Fine" the boy snarked under breath, turning and giving blonde sideways glance. "I did save your life just now, so don't think I won't ask for a favour back."

Nodding Shiemi let herself smile for the first time since their meeting. Now that she knew he wouldn't go off into fray by himself unprepared she was relieved. "Fair enough."

Just as they came to compromise Nii-chan found his way back onto Shiemi's shoulders, only to fly down to heal her bleeding wounds. Stinging ones too, she noticed as sudden pain coursed through her body. At the time fight slowed down, quieted. Only bursts of air kept on tearing at them in silence.

Then a booming echo sounded around them and both her and her new companion looked up into the sky to see—or rather—to not see the light one of the doorways. It almost was like a slap to the face, a bucket of cold water but it also reminded Shiemi why she was there in the first place.

Grunting little she knew what was her mission and she was going to see it to the end. Without a word she turned on her heel with Nii-chan on her shoulder to check on Amaimon and his progress. Her lungs burned with each breath and hands were as warm as ice cubes but it didn't matter. She couldn't find anyone else on the perimeter anyway, the boy—Ren was the last one, beside the girl—

"Watch out!"

The shout came at her a little too late; as when she turned around a huge monstrosity smacked her back into nearby tree. With a sickening crunch she crumbled to the ground gasping. Each part of her body felt on fire, not a single part didn't hurt. Aware of the danger she turned her head for as much she was capable of to watch the boy stand one-on-one with the hellspawn.

"R—R—Run!" she gargled, her eyes closed in pain. "RUUUUUN!"

The boy didn't move though as if her pleas were falling onto deaf ears. Holding a quite thick branch teen stood his ground looking eye-to-eye with the monster. It didn't look like anything Shiemi seen before; as much as she paid attention in classes this thing was new, something they didn't know. Something that looked horribly like a huge deformed human, oozing black-slimy residue.

Just as hellspawn went in for a kill, Amaimon appeared outta thin air and caught monstrosity into his outstretched hand. With a very unfriendly sneer placed on face he literally squeezed the life outta the hellspawn, watching her squirm and gargle unceremoniously while doing so.

Only when the last of the residue was whiffed away with the wind a pale, dead body of a girl was left behind. Same body which Amaimon dropped without eyeblink nor a thought behind it. He did though instantly zeroed onto blonde's broken one.

Ruby red blood was seeping through thin material and onto ground, small pool of it growing around Shiemi silently as she gazed ahead but those eyes were unseeing.

"Greenman, you need to stop the bleeding" he snapped, squatting next to them. Said greenman was already jumping around his tamer in panic, his tiny hands waving in the air. "Useless, like the rest of them."

Shiemi chuckled though the pain. "It's o—okay. He's d—doing his b—est."

Amaimon had nothing of that though, as suddenly his eyes pierced right through hers half-red one. "With your spirit leaking all around the place I think I am right to say you're dying" he mentioned dully. "You can't die."

"W—ell, did y—ou close the d—oorway?"

"Did you even hear me?" growled Amaimon at that, his hellfire acting up. "There's no point in me being here if you die. That was my brother's ultimatum. I will be free only if you'll stay alive after all this shit ends. If you die, it's over."

Choking on air, Shiemi trembled with the breeze. Everything was growing cold around her, and the vision was slowly darkening around corners of her eyes, and Amaimon—he wasn't making it any easier on her. She couldn't do as much as blink her tired eyes. Somehow, she figured the monstrosity must've severed her spine when it pushed her back into the tree.

A warmness spread around her cheek—then Amaimon yanked her head in one sharp move upwards without a cry nor a hiss coming back. Blood started to dribble down her chin, large drops slowly making their way to the ground in soundless fall.

"Stupid human" he growled watching the light give away from Shiemi's eyes. "I knew this is going to end like this, sooner or later. How did you manage to summon me will forever be a mystery to me" he sighed then, his shoulders and head slumping little more. " I guess there's no other way. I hope brother will understand."

With a soft thud blonde head dropped to the ground, seemingly as lifeless as before. She was fading away at alarmingly quick rate now, not even speaking anymore just barely gasping. Gritting his teeth he finally clucked his tongue at the lying body before him.

"Boy, do me a favour and drag my body somewhere away when shit hits the fan alright?" he spoke clearly towards the youth lurking nearby. "If you won't I will find you and kill you, understood?"

Ren jumped startled from his hiding spot, gulping. "O—okay" he answered back but there was a notch of curiosity in there. "And who are you exactly man?"

Smiling his darkish smile Amaimon looked straight at the boy. "Someone you don't want to cross."

Nodding vigorously in panic Ren slumped back into his hiding place.

"Now, let's start this before it's too late."

And started it did, and Ren watched intently as to Amaimon's hellfire surrounded both him and the girl. Blonde's fingers twitched when the greenhaired man just dropped dead like a sack of potatoes next to her. Dragging himself just little Ren tried to understand what just happened but it seemed as if both the girl and the greenhaired guy just dropped dead—like that. He was already dragging himself over towards them when suddenly earth shook and girl's body started to convulse painfully.

There was a lot of sickening cracking of the bones and at some point he'd believe he seen as the girl's spine went backwards. Entire thing lasted a minute but it was enough for him to turn away and gag at the view of the bones protruding and then hiding back into body. Looking at it made him sick to the stomach, truly and there was blood everywhere, on each part of her body.

Until it stopped and everything went quiet.

Gazing warily Ren stood up shakily onto his feet only to fall back down again when blonde started to tediously pick herself up from the ground, a very loud dripping following her movements. The sounds her body itself was making made goosebumps stand out on teens body.

When she finally rose she took a hold of her head and cranked it painfully to the side, fixing it back into place before she'd sigh. Streaks of red were screaming at world, painting once blonde hair. There seemed to be a contemplation of sorts from her side as she scrutinized her limbs, inspecting them. Huge wafts of hellfire were flowing from broken body too, a very visible ones.

"Hmm... not bad, don't you think Shiemi-chan? I got you fixed in no time, much better than that greenman" she said to herself, blinking her not so round anymore eyes. Said greenman jumped just then upon her shoulder and waved his hands in the air. She shooed him away. "Don't mind me little one. I'm just borrowing her for a while to fix her up."

Although the situation seemed almost comical it wasn't all that jazz.

"You, boy—remember what did I ask you to do" she mentioned, staring at dumbfounded Ren. Then something came over Amaimon and he smiled wolfishly towards terrified boy all the while striding towards him. Even in Shiemi's body he was a good few inches taller than him. Not thinking much he leaned down and pressed a quick but sloppy kiss to his cheek leaving a tiny bloodied mark on him. "Remember or I will find you."

With a very amused expression upon Shiemi's face he winked at the boy and only when the other blushed up to his roots from sudden stupefy, ported away towards their true destination.

"I can't believe you actually kissed that boy" snipped Shiemi, half-mortified. "Why?!"

Amaimon chuckled to himself as they appeared before the slithering darkness once again. "For fun of course" he mentioned. "You can't possibly be that dense. He was ogling you from a mile away even before I showed up."

Shiemi tiredly sighed. "Even so then what? It's not as if it didn't happen before."

"Ah but it never happened with your precious sensei, didn't it?"

Upon hearing that Shiemi waved it away. "W—with Yuki-chan? No, never! He'd never—!"

"I wasn't asking if he did, but you clearly wouldn't mind if it happened."

Puffing up in anger Shiemi wanted really badly to blow a raspberry at him. "Why do you care anyway?"

Shrugging in blonde's body Amaimon concluded. "I don't, but now that you're quite concious again do pry tell—now what?"

They were standing before black dome of slithering darkness that screamed at anyone to not come closer, shadows danced on the surface; some resembling poor souls that weren't lucky enough to escape in time.

"Well you did alright before on your own, didn't you?" mentioned Shiemi carefully, watching through her own eyes but not really having control over them. "You got half of it torn down."

At that Amaimon grit his teeth in ire before sighing in defiance. "That was before your little stunt. By now it seems it's quite recreated itself. It's not as big like at first but not small either."

Nodding in understanding blonde concluded. "Let's get back to it then, shall we?"

With hands crossed Amaimon pondered it for a second. "We could save us some time by trying to port ourselves inside it. We won't know what's going on the outside but I can tell there isn't many people here left."

"So it's like a one chance thing..."

"Kinda."

"Do it then, I trust you."

Clacking tongue at her Amaimon braced them for the impact. "You seem awfully trusty lately, Shiemi-chan."

"It's because it's you, Amai-chan. I wouldn't trust your brother with anything if I have to be completely honest but with you—no matter what everyone says—you're my friend too."

There was a grunt of disapproval to that. "You know, that kind of thinking will be the death of you one day."

"Likewise."

"Smartass."

"Ass."

"On three I will try to get us on the other side of the dome. I need you to hold back onto me—as much as you can. If you'll let go there's no going back for you, do you understand?"

"Yes, I do. Now go! I think second doorway was closed already and we're behind!"

Smirking to himself Amaimon nodded in approval before concentrating his hellfire around them. When time came and he found tiny opening he attacked, their speed against the strength of the Gehenna. Breathlessly they pressed onto ahead, grunting and pushing until it finally gave in, not without trying to have a hold of them.

However lucky or fast they were, they crashed inside the dome—blue light and darkness around; that's what they found inside. Stench of Gehenna was almost gut twisting, few mauled bloodied bodies were lying about too. Shaking herself from all of this Shiemi grit her teeth.

"The doorway, Amaimon!"

Demon king didn't have to been told twice as he acted up instantly. Annihilating every hellspawn that dared to step on his way, he pushed ahead; jumping, slashing and sending his earthy skills into the fray. However the doorway itself looked more and more sinister each time he got closer. It's blue shine flaring up with each hellspawn that was wiped out.

Until a very ominous voice spoke.

"You can stop now, son. Your deed is done."

Frowning to herself, Shiemi felt her own eyebrows furrow in a mix of confusion and disbelief.

"I am not your servant anymore. I am but my own, I always have" answered Amaimon to that, Shiemi's teeth clenched and fists balled, trembling.

"What? Amaimon?"

The newcomer didn't mind interruption though merely continuing his speech. "Now is the best time to stop this charade. Take the girl and come back to Gehenna—"

Whines and groans filled the place, crushed and lost souls moaned around them; maybe begging for salvation, maybe begging for the end. Nothing could stop the chills running down Shiemi's back at the lack of Amaimon's responses however.

"Amaimon?" she tried again, to get his attention as he seemed to be frozen in place. "The doorway! We need to close it!"

There was a laugh, low and rumbling. "This one is pure. Reminds me a bit of Yuri."

Shaking herself the most she could without having any motor of her own body, she tried again. "AMAIMON!"

"Oh don't mind him, he's just scared, human" answered her instead the voice, voice that seemed to chill her to the bone. "You on the other hand—you're so naïve. There's nothing he will do to close this doorway. He can't."

"No—NO! Whoever you are, I don't care! We will close this thing—together—once and for all!"

"And how do you plan to do it?"

That question took Shiemi unaware, because yes—she couldn't do much. Because yes, Amaimon was possessing her body. Because yes, she trusted him... She trusted enough. Time was scarce as it was and running past with each intake of breath. Yet she couldn't feel her own body, just see what was happening around looking but not really seeing.

"Amaimon! Please, ignore him! We must close this doorway!" she cried inside her mind. She was bound by shades, unmoving yet still feeling. "I trusted you, we all trusted you!"

With a very unladylike gulp blonde's body trembled as her fist curled. "Well—maybe you shouldn't then." Amaimon spoke finally but with certain heaviness to his words. "I never wanted to be bound by anyone... Not him, not brother and certainly not by you. And now... This. All of this, it's pointless. I can't fight him."

Shiemi mentally shook her head vigorously around. "You can't say that! You have to fight, especially if you want to be free..! Don't you see it?"

Sour chuckle and an inhale was almost everything that answered her back then. "You have no idea what are we standing up against, do you?"

She didn't have anything of it though. There was a promise to be kept, sacrifice or not. And she was ready to do everything in her might to stop the world from drowning in darkness.

"We can't stop. We have to fight" she whimpered under nose. It was a given that Amaimon felt her fear, felt her budding anger at the fact that she alone was not enough to stop it. She never was. Not now, not ever really. She was—powerless. "And I still have a control over your actions, if you want it or not... and I will—I will make you obey me. You know I can. Even if it would be the last thing I'd ever do."

With a sudden sad cluck of tongue Amaimon exhaled. One of his hands wandered into fair hair to put one of the wild curls behind ear. "So be it then—we're not leaving this place probably though. I hope you won't regret this."

Nodding she smiled, glad that she still could get through to him, her friend. "Thank you."

A rough laugh boomed around them, making earth tremble with it's baritone. "Such bravery in a face of death. I will enjoy this. Son, when you're ready then, I await."

Blonde hair momentarily covered face thanks to the slight breeze that wafted by, just so after few seconds or so a very unnatural looking twist of mouth would slide onto Shiemi's usually cheerful face. Her red iris shone between flickering blue flames.

"Amaimon—" spoke for the last time Shiemi, bracing herself for anything that might've to happen. "Whatever happens with me is not important, you have to close the doorway, that's the only way—You're my only hope."

Only flickers of blue light were witnesses of that tiny grit of teeth and square of eyes upon hearing those words. Yet Amaimon did nod in acknowledgement to his tamer's words, such unlike himself. Nothing had to be said afterwards as the demon king curled fists and braced feet on the ground. With a heavy push he leaped onto the doorway, that was scorching away at everything around it.

Nonetheless, it was a fools errand. The flames burned at human's skin instantly—what made Amaimon flinch and jump back with a very loud hiss. Even without looking they knew there were blisters on Shiemi's hands and legs already.

"This won't do" hissed trembling with wrath Amaimon. "I can't get close unless I want to burn you alive."

Shiemi was indeed whimpering, the burns washing in waves over her soul. "Is there—a—any way..?"

"Well..."

There was no time to answer that question as a whip of blue flame sped straight towards them. Only by pure luck they were not struck by it.

"There is..." replied finally Amaimon after dodging next few attacks. "But I won't do it. You'll lose more than just your body if I do."

"What? What do mean by that?" prodded on Shiemi. "If there is a way of fighting him, just do it! Don't mind me! I've told you before..!" she added with fervour.

With another burst of the blue flames Amaimon was stupefied into backing away, right towards thin yet deadly wall of pure darkness.

"I can't do it, human!" barked angrily demon king, once again dodging blue whip. "At best you'll cease to exist, at worst you'll die in agony anyway! Brother would never—then—" he stopped dead, gritting his teeth with fury he didn't know he was capable of.

"No—he will understand! Please, I beg you. Do it for all of us, do it for me..!"

Shaking Shiemi's blonde hair around he snapped. "No. That's it. We're leaving—"

And Shiemi heard and felt the way her body swung around to the wall of slithering shadows with that one thought in motion. They were already flying towards to barrier when she finally snapped too.

"Amaimon STOP!" she shrieked, her eyes shut close—and heartbeat drumming in ears. The body stopped, hovering in mid-air while breeze whispered around them. "You have to do it! I order you to—to close the gate—whatever the consequences." There were tears at the corners of her eyes, fear skyrocketing. "Whatever the measures—even if they might kill me."

A shiver ran down Shiemi's soul then like a fleeting touch.

"You stupid—human!" barked Amaimon to that, still hovering. However the command was already spoken and his nature consequently took over. "Whatever..." he added as in afterthought, his burst of anger mellowing out only to be replaced by cold indifference. Just like at the beginning. Beginning of their weird, yet surprisingly reciprocated friendship. "Your wish is my command then."

Trembling all over blonde smiled despite the strange feeling engulfing her. It felt as if she was drowning in an ocean, very slowly but oh so... peacefully.

"It's the only thing I'll ask of you."

"Indeed it is, only because when my soul will completely take over your body, the you will die. That's why I didn't want to do it."

With somehow sad chuckle she didn't mind it at all, if she was going to die—at least she'd know that Amaimon took care of the doorway for her. Even more, Shiemi also trusted him into helping everyone else, to take care of them in her stead too. For her, her familiar—companion, partner—was many things and not all of them good ones but in the end he'd always be an honest person; somewhere at the farthest corner of his black seemingly non-existent heart.

"It's alright. I feel... peaceful. It's kind of nice actually" she mentioned as she let the strange feeling take over her, piece by piece. "I don't think I ever felt this way..."

Her voice sounded languid, accepting and rousing at the same time. Yet the demon king couldn't help but frown to himself. As seconds passed in silence he felt the soul residing in this body give away, being blown like a desert sand into the air; he pondered if it was worth it at all.

They were going to stand against Satan himself... a father of doom.

Yet he couldn't help but hope that maybe, maybe they wouldn't regret their decision.

Blonde hair grew darker at the roots, almost black as the night itself. Smudges of red slowly completely overtook the iris they resided in before; sclera becoming the abyss. Black veins spread around the face, dark circles marred the eye-sockets mocking the humanity. The beauty she was before was gone, replaced by something far uglier—something far more powerful.

Amaimon knew when his soul tipped over the vessel the moment he was finally able to move again—yet Shiemi was still there, overwhelmed but still alive even if only for a while longer. Turning towards the doorway with a look of pure hatred in those once green eyes he glared at the blue flames.

And then he charged, his hellfire overfilling the body as it took it all in—far more then he was able to in only part-vessel. Somehow it felt very different than his old one, maybe because the boy he possessed was terminally ill when he's done so—or maybe because Shiemi put so much faith in him it was ridiculous.

He felt like a God himself.

With a cry of anguish and wrath escaping his throat he burst against the blue flames, none of them even licking at his skin anymore. It was amazing but also terrifying at how powerful he became just then, basking in all infinite hellfire he kept on pouring into this vessel. The doorway's eye blinked at him as his father laughed aloud.

"Is that all?" he mocked tsking. "Not good enough. Waste of a very pure human soul if you ask me. Should've took her in—"

"Is not" Amaimon all but replied. A faltering visage of Shiemi behind his demonic eye. "We won."

"Haah? How, pry tell?"

With a grit of teeth Amaimon squinted eyes more against so bright flames dancing around them. "Like... this!"

Hand was thrown ahead into blind, roots piercing the mocking eye and terrifying wail followed it. Blue light that kept on bursting into sky flickered, before it finally was broken like two ones before it. Everything happened in a time-span of a minute but it seemed so long, almost like an eternity.

"Than...k... yo... Ama...an"

The doorway moaned in agony as Amaimon retracted his hand back from the busted, black-slimed once-eye. Then came another step of it closing, the vacuum as it started to suck everything back in. Strength behind it was alarming, as it was.

"YOU WILL NEVER WIN!"

Bellow was so sudden, everything trembled around them. Burst of flame also wasn't to be expected, and it hit squarely through the middle of a shocked Amaimon. It was quick but painful, burning it's way through both him and the vessel. Hissing under breath demon king pushed himself away but he wasn't fast enough. Second whip pierced through him again, his soul constricting at the contact. And then he felt as if he was torn away, chewed over and spit into the dirt like an old chewing gum.

The doorway collapsed few moments later, the charred sizzling leftover the only evidence it existed in the first place. Slithering dome was gone and everything looked as if nothing ever happened. Park trees brushed with the wind as clouds followed the lead.

Unnerving calmness spread around and two bodies lied near each other.

Groaning blonde head slid upwards, one eye cracking open to see sun setting away. Colours blinded temporarily green iris but there was smile on her face.

"We did it, Amaimon—" said Shiemi through pain radiating from her middle outwards. Weather was merciless unfortunately on her, as it chilled her body to the bone. "Amai-chan?" she tried again upon not hearing any response.

Groaning and hissing she pushed herself up to look around wobbly. Once she found what she was looking for, she started to crawl towards a very stiff, unmoving green haired demon king. Red blood smeared the ground, Shiemi didn't care though. It was only her own blood afterall.

"Amai—mon?"

The darkness and cold bit into her conciousness a little bit more.

"Amai—?"

Tears welled in her eyes, as wind knocked her over and she spread on the ground, barely breathing.

"We... won."

Same tears slid down her cooling cheeks as she reached her hand towards him.

"~Thank... ~you..."

But that hand never reached it's destination, it stopped a fingertip away. Once breath gave away, red flowed freely around her. For a boy who found them moments later; they looked at peace, slight smile adoring girls cheek. At least... they didn't have to see what became of the world afterwards.

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Once sun dropped behind horizon though it all dispersed... like a waking dream.