The Upside Down Demon Lord
Sorry for being late! bows I was in exile from the computer due to reasons involving a lack of a computer to work on but now I am back! Yeah!
Here is chapter um … five, I think … yep, five.
Disclaimer: I don't own … because I am poorer than tapeworms …
So far: Mamori and co. have departed from Ojolot but after a brief fall off a cliff, Mamori is stuck in a cave with Hiruma who is currently upside down.
Who is Who: (This list is getting pretty long now …)
Who is Who? (This list is getting pretty long now …)
Mamori: Herself still.
Monta: A satyr. A half-goat, half-man creature. Plays a flute.
Sena: A dwarf who was friends with Shin only as a rival.
Eyeshield 21: A super hero … (He is also Sena.)
Kurita: A half-troll from Joka Machi and kinsmen of Otawara. A pacifist with a last name Bonecrusher.
Ha Ha trio: A three-headed dragon with a fear of pictures.
Shin: The lead white knight of Ojolot and is now dead. Or is he…
Sakuraba: The only survivor of an attack. He feels responsible for Shin's death. The only bow master and ranger of the White Knights. Has a large following of fangirls that could probably fill a stadium and then some.
Takami: The equivalent of Merlin. Very wise and can read minds. First to realize Mamori was from another dimension.
Otawara: A half-troll from Joka Machi and kinsmen of Kurita. A White Knight that loves a good quest and is a little absentminded. Last name is Skullsmasher.
Hiruma: A Demon Lord who disappeared five hundred years ago. People think he has escaped from his prison and is now wrecking havoc again. Last chapter, he was upside down on the ceiling.
Habashira: A Bandit Lord located in the Zokugaku mountains.
The Help Fairy: A little fairy that helps Mamori who resembles Cupid's mascot.
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"U-Um …" Mamori stuttered staring upward. "W-What are you doing here?"
"Are you stupid or something?" Hiruma asked, rolling his eyes. "I've been here for over five hundred years for God-knows-why and the blood's starting to rush to my head. If you don't know that then you are definitely a brain dead whore."
Mamori flinched and glared at him. "Of course this world had to have you in it! This couldn't have been easy could it?"
"Then I'm guessing you're Mamori Anezaki from Deimon High School, manger of the football team and Sena's bodyguard. That explains a lot … like why you're so damn retarded," Hiruma smirked, starting at her with that all-too-familiar evil glint.
The glare Mamori shot at him disappeared as she stared in shock again at Hiruma. "How did you know!" she exclaimed.
"I find it kind of obvious. How could anyone not see that you're from some other dimension unless their eyes are located on their ass," Hiruma shrugged.
The girl ignored that last statement for she was in no mood to fight with Hiruma at the moment. Horrible things tended to happen when she did. "Takami could tell too so I guess it isn't much of a talent. I do kind of stick out …"
Hiruma snorted. "You're telling me. I can really tell from up here."
"What does that mean! Are you implying that–" Mamori yelled angrily.
"Nothing. So what are you doing here?" Hiruma interrupted.
"No! I'm not letting you just change the subject like that!" Mamori growled.
"Of course, not," the demon interjected in a sarcastic grumble before dangerously narrowing his eyes at her. "You're here because of me, right? You think it's fun almost getting hit by falling girls?"
"Well, sorry about that," the girl returned the sarcastic tone of the demon. "Now stop interrupting me because –"
"'I don't give a shit about what you're saying'? Close enough, huh?" Hiruma finished for her, smirking uncontrollably.
"Shut up. Just shut up for a minute," Mamori fumed, pointing an accusing finger at the Demon Lord.
Hiruma nodded and watched her with amusement actually listening to her for once.
"For one; stop with the insults and interruptions. Two; tell me where we are and three … how do I get away from you?" Mamori scolded, feeling like she was talking to a younger brother and not a high school student about to graduate.
"Whatever. See if I give a damn if you're stuck here or not. The only way out is the way you came in," Hiruma drawled, crossing his arms.
Mamori glanced around at the ceiling looking for the trapdoor, remembering how she had supposedly hit Hiruma on the way down. The ceiling was a plain of jagged rock hanging stalactites. The floor and walls of the small chamber were also the same. All around, it appeared to be a cave without an exit or an entrance.
"If you want to know; I'm standing on the door, dumbass," said the demon, watching her through slanted eyes.
"Then can you please move?" she groaned in aspiration. Mamori could just feel a migraine coming from having to deal with an irritating idiot.
"Hmm, quick question: If I could move from this spot, why would I still be standing here, Sherlock? Or do you think I enjoy standing upside down!" Hiruma asked, crossing his arms across his chest.
Mamori thought it was kind of weird to see Hiruma in the stance upside down … it was starting to annoy her next to having to keep talking to him in such a situation.
"So how do you do anything if you're stuck there?"
"I don't. I've been bored out of mind for five hundred years and it's making me crazy. Demons can go for one thousand years without eating or sleeping," Hiruma explained, sighing in agitation.
"Glad I'm not you then …" she muttered, leaning against a stalagmite.
"Thanks. I'm thankful you're not me either. If I had those looks …" Hiruma tested, watching and waiting for the reaction that was about to be unleashed from Mamori.
"You empty-headed no-good son of a–" Mamori exploded, the thin line between rage and anger had been crossed. She stood, dabbing a finger accusingly at the grinning demon with her eyes shooting rays of death, hoping to drill a hole in Hiruma's head through will alone.
"Stop it … you're making me blush," Hiruma teased with a sneer.
Mamori turned around and stomped off to the farthest corner of the room behind a large stalagmite. Sitting down behind it, she was out of Hiruma's sight and it gave her some time to think everything out.
Hiruma was stuck upside down on the door. The only way out was through that said door which meant …
"No one is going to the door from the outside. I'm guessing none of your friends have a knack for magic because they're all dumbasses," Hiruma yelled from his vantage point.
Around the stalagmite, Mamori shot him a nasty glare. "Oh, and I suppose you do?"
"Actually, yes. I was Lord of the land where the sun doesn't shine AKA the Christmas Bowl," Hiruma stated with a malicious grin plastered across his face.
"'Christmas Bowl?'"
"Most idiots don't know it is called that … The land where you're going to get back to your own realm. Right?"
"Yes," Mamori answered truthfully, turning over the new piece of information in her mind.
"Well, good luck with that, 'cause you're stuck here with me for probably three hundred more years. Congratulations," Hiruma applauded in a sarcastic matter.
"Isn't there another way to get out of here?" she cried out in desperation.
Hiruma stared at her for a while, another devilish smirk started to appear on his face.
"I can get out of here easily if someone, that is, broke the seal holding me," Hiruma commented, smiling. "You are an arch mage, aren't you?"
"You want me to set free an insane evil Demon Lord just so I can get out of here! I don't think so, Hiruma. I'm not that stupid," Mamori snorted crossing her arms, still sitting behind the stalagmite.
"Suit yourself, whore." Hiruma shrugged like it was no big deal.
Mamori leaned her head against her knees and just couldn't believe her horrible dumb luck. She was stuck in an alternate dimension with only one hope and now that was gone as she was trapped with the most cold-hearted bastard in the universe; in a cave probably as large as her room. There had to be a way to get out …
"Need help?" someone drawled from her elbow. Looking down Mamori ran into the familiar face of the helping fairy cupid.
"You again …" she sighed.
"You have a helping fairy too? What's next? A fucking half-troll and a satyr that isn't actually a satyr?" Hiruma smirked evilly.
"Shut up for once."
"Make me, whore," Hiruma shot back.
Mamori suppressed an irritated sigh and massaged her temples. She really, really felt a migraine coming on.
"Anyway, I believe I have the solution to your problem … First off, you free Hiruma and then–" the smug fairy began.
"What! Are you mental!" Mamori cried, blowing the little fairy over from the force in which she emphasized those four words.
Hiruma started cracking up as the little fairy was blown into a wall.
"No! I'm sane! I'm sane! You didn't let me finish! You free him and then bind him to you as a servant. It's a common practice for arch mages these days," the fairy exclaimed, muffled slightly by a rock he had landed behind.
"Excuse me? A servant out of a Demon Lord?" Mamori whispered blinking in confusion. Now that was a very ironic twist of fate …
"Yes. It can happen easily. Just listen to me and nothing can go wrong!" the fairy said, his voice filled with pride.
"Just listen to a little man in a diaper … Yep, you're a dumbass," Hiruma muttered, nodding in agreement with himself.
Mamori shot Hiruma a glare and turned her attention to the fairy. "As you were saying?"
The fairy smiled and beckoned her closer as he pulled out a red piece of chalk and handed it to Mamori. "Now listen carefully to what I am about to say …"
Mamori sat back and looked at her handy work. The fairy had helped her set up each 'arcane rune' and circle as he called it. Hiruma watched half in amusement. He surprising hadn't said a word the entire time.
"Okay … that about does it, right?" she asked, turning toward her small companion.
"No … it's missing the release symbol. If you don't add that, then he'll be bound to you forever," the fairy explained, opening up a small guide. "It says here you have several choices for release symbols … I don't know which one you would want to use so you decide."
Mamori held out her palm as the fairy laid the small book, no bigger than a thimble on her outstretched hand. The fairy grinned and looked up. "I'm borrowing this book from the most powerful arch mage in the world for a few minutes. Chose carefully though; some of these releases have more consequences than others once you release your servant."
Mamori looked at the small pages but could barely make out the little symbols. They were so small and crunched together that it looked like one large blur to her.
"Um …how about the one on the top left corner?" she mumbled squinting in vain to see the letters.
"Alright … it seems easy and has a minor consequence. Nothing serious …" the fairy mumbled placing a hand on his chin. "Yes, this will definitely work."
Mamori took up the red chalk and looked expectantly at her diminutive partner.
"First draw a line …. here!" the fairy announced, landing in-between two circles. "Then go diagonal from the left circle to the right in a curved line so it resembles a half moon."
Mamori nodded and drew in the half circle as instructed. "And then what?" she asked.
"Then draw in a star here and … here," the fairy explained, landing in each spot to indicate where the twin stars were to be placed. "Then all we need is a drop of blood in between the two stars and its done."
Mamori paused while drawing the second star and looked up in a bit of surprise. "Blood?"
"Of course … you think it's the symbols that binds a demon, idiot?" Hiruma snorted in agitation. "You humans are so idiotic …"
Mamori glared up at Hiruma as she pricked her finger with a sharp rock. "As soon as you're free I am going to forbid you from saying anything …" she growled.
"Oh … so scary," Hiruma grumbled, rolling his eyes.
The helping fairy looked at Mamori and bit his lip, worriedly. "Um … can we hurry up? The longer the binding circle stays there the easier it is to break."
"Okay … how do you start the spell?"
"Just place the blood in-between the stars and say 'Release of Sealant'," the fairy instructed, before disappearing in a puff of confetti.
Mamori pressed the small droplet of blood that had formed on the end of her wounded finger in-between the stars as she closed her eyes. Taking a breath she chanted the three words to complete the spell: "Release of Sealant."
A sudden flash of light, followed by a jolting shock up her arm, caused her to gasp when the final word rolled off her tongue. Her eyes flew open to a wild whirlwind of sparks and colors before they settled down. The pain in Mamori's arm began to dull as the spell died off.
Mamori looked up to find Hiruma missing from his post. A sudden chill of fear went down her spine.
Mamori rose and looked around quickly trying to locate the Demon Lord while trying to reassure herself that he hadn't abandoned her in the cave.
"I'm right behind you … Rasezi," someone drawled from behind her.
Mamori gasped, turning quickly around, coming face-to-face with Hiruma's leering face. She squeaked at the closeness before falling backwards.
Mamori closed here eyes and grimaced as she waited for the hard stone floor to send her into unconsciousness again but she hit a barrier of some sort. A solid barrier but not as hard as the floor.
Opening her eyes she watched Hiruma stare down at her in amusement. "So are we going to get the fuck out of her or what, Rasezi?"
Mamori nodded and rose turning to find out what she had hit. Mamori was greeted by nothing.
"It was a cushion of air … stupid," Hiruma growled, grabbing Mamori's hand. "Now to blast open the door for good."
"Wait, blast open the …" Mamori began in panic, trying to pull away from the demon.
But Hiruma's grip was strong. He raised a hand to the ceiling; a hand that started to crackle with Mamori knew had to be magic … real magic that she was supposedly able to use.
With a shout of some unknown language, the ceiling blew away and revealed the blue sky overhead. Hiruma turned to Mamori, grinned and gave a fake bow.
"Shall we precede, Rasezi?" he offered with a sharp-toothed smile.
"Um … yeah, sure. But first… what does 'Rasezi' mean? You've called me that three times," Mamori mumbled, uncomfortably.
Hiruma studied her for a while before answering. "It means 'master'. Now are we going! I'm getting agitated and bored with all your stupid idiotic questions."
Mamori nodded and looked up at the sheer cliffs. "Well, we do have quite a climb to get–"
"Who said we were going to climb! Were flying," Hiruma sneered, impatience clear on his face.
"Fly?" Mamori squeaked.
Instead of answering Hiruma pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around and shot into air quickly. Mamori let out a short scream and held on to him as tight as she could praying he wouldn't drop her. Mamori peered down and saw the sky and gazed flabbergasted by it. Wasn't the ground supposed to be down unless …
"Hiruma, why are we flying upside down?" she yelled over the shrieking wind.
"Why? Because I'm looking for something on the ground and its kind of hard to see over your head. Any other extremely dumbass questions?" he asked, craning his neck toward the ground, eyes slanted in concentration.
Mamori sighed in irritation and stared at the sky. IT wasn't exactly the most comfortable positions for two reasons. Maybe three.
One: she was staring at the sky with the earth probably a skull-crunch away.
Two: a mad man-demon had her crushed up against him even though it was her own fault for having a fear of high places and so therefore having to hang onto the demon tightly.
Three: she was worried Hiruma was going to drop her at any moment to see how mad he could get her.
Mamori felt her stomach drop as Hiruma flipped right-side up before plummeting down to the earth like a meteorite. She swore she saw flames starting to form from the friction.
The feel of solid earth beneath her feet … she never thought she would be more thankful to be standing again. She felt like kissing the ground, running and leaping in joy, and thanking whoever was watching her about a million times. Yes, Mamori Anezaki was thankful as heck to be on the ground … before realizing that she was suddenly surrounded by a score of armed men.
"Well, well, well … what do we have here?"
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CLIFFHANGER! I tend to do that a lot now … even though I really don't like cliffhangers.
Hiruma is harder than I thought to write … but I believe I did an okay job at least.
I kind of rushed the end in an attempt to get it posted on my deadline since my entire spring break last week was spent in exile away from any electronic devices under the age of forty … Cries
The next chapter will be out in about a week … Crosses fingers
Anyways … read and review if you so wish.