Yao had just gotten home from work and had just changed into something more comfortable. However, when he exited his room, a dark and creepy aura filled the house.
Yao frowned. That feeling… he had felt it before – when he was battling the devils back when he was an angel. That meant that a devil was in Arthur's home. But if a devil was present… Yao had lost all his powers as an angel; could he take on the devil alone?
When Yao entered the living room, it was clear that he was not alone in the house. A large figure was seated on the sofa. It seemed like he was waiting for Yao.
As Yao took a step forward, the figure stood up. He towered above Yao at 5 feet 11.6 inches. "Hello Yao," he greeted.
Yao's eyes widened as he recognised the devil. He was one of the higher level devils of hell, Ivan. And Yao had defeated and killed his sister in one of the battles between heaven and hell quite a while ago.
"Surprised to see me, da?" Ivan smirked. "I was surprised to hear that you had been banished from heaven."
Yao took a step back. "That's none of your business, aru!" he snarled.
"Whatever," Ivan waved his hand in the air nonchalantly. "I'm not interested in that."
Yao glared at the devil.
"I'm here for revenge," Ivan said, smiling evilly as his eyes turned a disturbing shade of red.
Shit! Yao quickly turned and made his way to the door. He had to get away from there or he would be killed! But without his angel powers, he wasn't fast enough.
In a flash, Ivan was in front of Yao, blocking Yao's exit. "You are not going anywhere," he said. With his right arm, he grabbed Yao's collar and threw Yao across the room with extraordinary strength.
Yao cried out as his body came into contact with the wall. He collapsed onto the ground in a crumpled heap.
Ivan approached the trembling figure on the ground. Whether Yao was trembling from fear or from pain, Ivan didn't care. He revelled in seeing the ex-angel in this state. He wanted to kill Yao in the most painful way possible.
Ivan snapped his fingers. Immediately, ropes appeared from thin air and coiled themselves around Yao's limbs and neck, thus immobilising him. Yao tried to struggle, but the more he struggled, the tighter the rope wound around his neck, cutting off his air supply.
Ivan crouched down so that he was closer to Yao. "You know what we went through when my sister died?" he whispered into Yao's ear. "My family almost broke apart. And it was all because of you!"
Yao glared at Ivan through his fringe that had fallen in front of his face. "Angels… angels and devils are destined to fight, aru," he gasped. "I don't regret killing your sister… as a devil, she had… she had no place in this world!"
Ivan's eyes flashed. He lifted his hand, and Yao stared at it in horror as his nails lengthened and got sharper. Then, without warning, he plunged his hand into Yao's stomach, making a large and gruesome hole.
Yao screamed as the pain engulfed him. Even though he had been a human for a while, he was still not used to the sensation of pain. And this pain was even worse than when his wings were ripped from his body.
With a smirk, Ivan twisted his hand inside Yao's body. Yao let out a terrible cry.
Ivan pulled out his bloodied hand and brought his hand to his face. He licked some of Yao's blood off his hand. The ropes that were coiled around Yao's limbs disappeared, and Yao allowed his body to sag onto the ground.
Dazedly, Yao looked at the large ghastly hole in his stomach, from which blood was flowing profusely out. He was going to die here… he just knew it…
There was a flash of bright white light; both Yao and Ivan were blinded for a moment, and they had to shut their eyes to shield themselves.
When the light had dimmed, Yao opened his eyes and saw his siblings standing in between him and Ivan.
"Step away from brother Yao," Kiku growled.
"You guys…" Yao murmured. His blood was pooling around him and he was getting dizzy.
"Mei, like, get brother away from here, and get Arthur!" ordered Hong Kong. "We'll deal with this devil!"
Mei nodded, and quickly moved to carry Yao to a safer place. She had an angel's strength, so even though Yao was bigger in size that she was, she could carry him easily. Mei winced when she looked behind her at Yao's blood that had dripped into the floor, making a trail behind them.
Mei laid Yao gently in a corner. "Wait just a bit, okay, big brother?" she told Yao soothingly. "I'll go get Arthur and he'll take you to a hospital." Personally, she didn't want to bother Arthur, who was probably busy at work, but as she and her brothers were angels, they couldn't simply just waltz into a hospital with a bloodied Yao. For one thing, not everyone could see them (one had to believe in angels in order to see them), and who could guarantee that a doctor would be able to see them for them to explain the situation?
Yao smiled weakly. He coughed a stream of blood out of his mouth. "Provided I am still alive, aru," he tried to joke.
"You will be!" Mei said fiercely and disappeared.
Meanwhile, the three brothers faced off against Ivan.
"You will regret what you did to brother Yao!" snarled Hong Kong as both Kiku and Yong Soo scowled viciously at Ivan.
"Oh, that angel has brothers, da?" Ivan said conversationally. "Then he should know how I felt when he killed my sister!" With that, Ivan sent a blast at the brothers, who leapt away just in time.
When the smoke from Ivan's blast had died down, the three brothers drew their swords and sprung their attack on Ivan.