XI
How to release your power
Klaus took his only chance. He jumped over Misha who was right in front of her and landed in front of the gurney, where Kotarou was laying. He still looked dead. Klaus leaned forward and stuck out his one hand. The black goo that covered him started to move towards his fingers. The goo left on his face started to move towards his hand as well. It all meshed into his hand. In a matter of seconds, a giant black mass with the form of a hand formed in Klaus's remaining limb. A red light started to sprout from Klaus's body, as a distant howling of the wind became angrier by the second.
Misha tried to catch up to Klaus the moment he jumped over her. She knew what he was trying to do, and it was no good. Shia pulled her wing to prevent her form stopping Klaus. She pulled so hard Misha shouted in pain, as she was trying to break free from Shia's grasp.
"Come, demon who gives and takes life and suck onto his soul so we can feast with it to ends of time!! Come, demon who reaps and tears bodies so we can feed ourselves with this life!!" Klaus shouted.
"KOTARROUU-SAAAAAAN!" Misha screamed.
Klaus was too late. Kotarou's soul had awakened, and the body would prove worthy of it. "God is the only one who gives and takes life!!" He shouted. Klaus hesitated, startled by the sudden action of the inactive corpse in front of him. Then, with a strength no man would ever dream of, Kotarou threw a strong punch at the black hand that sprouted from Klaus's wrist. Klaus plummeted to the ground with the black goo hand withering alone beside him. Kotarou stood up and looked down at Klaus. A strong blue light came from Kotarou's wounds as they healed quickly, his shiny blue wings wider and more imposing than ever before.
The Black Hand withered more and more madly, with searing but yet tiny scream of agony. Klaus panted, completely sprawled on the floor. He was absolutely horrified, not only did the soul had those wings, but the complete human?
A fact had been passed down for generations of demons, and it was that souls used wings to travel back to Heaven or come down to Hell. Unlike angels, the humans that carried their souls weren't aware of this fact, and their wings were different: Angels had white wings, Demons had them black, while the souls had blue wings. The sprouting of the wings occurred shortly after a human was dead and the soul was in the middle of parting from its body. If demon were to steal a soul and use it for something, the demon would have to prevent the wings to unfold. The wings meant that the soul had already freed its power. The power of the soul was a strong one, even able to bend the laws of the universe. Humans had it as the gift that God gave them to differentiate them form animals: It was the basis of free will to the maximum. Even bigger than karma itself. It was what humans called "The Will of God", even though it was their own will.
"I mean you no harm Shia-san, Klaus-san. But this is something that I will fight for. I wont give away my soul just like that." Kotarou said in a deep voice, as the final cut on his previously crushed face faded away. "But in any case, you should have simply asked for help… not from a life demon but to simply pray for her… I am sure God may give you another chance. You gave Shia-san a second chance, so why don't you have one?"
Klaus stood up, shaking. He hadn't been more scared in his life. But still, he still had enough strength to flinch at the moment Kotarou spoke the name of God.
"After you kill my contractor, you still mock my name of a Demon, Higuchi Kotarou?" Klaus growled. "This is the last straw..." He stood up, his eyes screaming bloody murder. Shia, who had kept grip on Misha's wing, flinched. "No Klaus-san! Don't do it!" she screamed. Klaus plummeted forward with his fist directly into Kotarou's chest and shouted "THIS IS THE LAST STRAW I AM GOING TO TAKE FROM YOUUUU!" Kotarou was ready to respond to the blow with one final attack, but…
Suddenly, Shia stood between them. Klaus didn't have time to stop his blow and something terrible happened. Klaus's fist pierced through Shia's body cleanly and bloodless, as if a knife had cut through paper. Her eyes looked faint and dead. Kotarou came down to his knees. He was completely shocked.
"SHIAAAAA-SAAAAAAN" Klaus bellowed.
Kotarou didn't know what to do. It had happened all over again, just like the time when Shia-san faded away 3 years ago. Klaus pulled his hand out of Shia's body to comfort her "Shia," Klaus said, letting a tear slide through his pale face. "I'm sorry. Please forgive me, I'm sorry…" And then he began to weep. Misha was also crying, she had just seen her best friend die. "There is nothing to be forgiven, Klaus-san…" Shia whispered. " I was destined to disappear for this kid's sake. But if you wish, we will go to where we came from, together…" She touched Klaus's face and smiled. She was starting to disappear. Klaus held her hand and said. "Anywhere, with you." And as they had their last kiss, both of them disappeared like the crimson ashes of a bonfire, flying away. The lovers were reunited. Shia, Klaus; Kotarou, Misha. For once, the world was a better place.