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Chapter 19 - This Is Goodbye

The shrieking sounds of grinding metal filled the air as two entities battled it out in an All-Or-Nothing fight to the death. Both Vice and Ultimo had taken on the ICON forms, the Evil Douji's hostility rising to near madness. The Seven Sins and Six Perfection fought too, neither side willing to bend or break to the others.

Vice controlled K well, his "master" a mere puppet on his strings. He had put up an invisible wall between K and his thoughts, blocking him from all the green Douji's thoughts of Kia. All his feelings for the human girl he would keep hidden from the others, including his master.

He went to take a strike at Ultimo/Yamato's face when a sudden image came into his head.

Kia's breath was shallow. She looked as though she was in pain, each gasp for breath shaking her. Her face was pale, and she was having a hard time holding herself up. Falling to the ground, he could hear her heartbeat. For every second that passed, the rate it beat al slowed.

She turned, looking as though she was looking him in the eye. "This is goodbye, Vice," she whispered. Her hazel eyes closed and the heartbeat stopped.

Caught by this quick glance, he came to his sense and narrowly missed being hit in the gut by Ultimo. "Come on, Ultimo!" he howled, sounding like an animal. "You'll have to do better than that!" His arm transformed into a giant blade, ready to strike.

Going in for the kill, he saw a flash of white come at him. Vice moved, thinking he had dodged the attack. Suddenly, something sent him and K flying in one direction while Ultimo and Yamato flew in another.

Regaining his balance, he saw a white figure before him. It looked like a female Douji, and she had long white hair and pale eyes. She raised a gauntlet and touched him, and Vice all of his energy siphoned out of him. feeling himself revert back into his smaller form, he and K dropped from the sky, landing roughly in the dirt.

She flew and repeated the same process with Ultimo, and he caught his Master and landed gently on the ground. "Fucking cunt," Vice swore, ready to kill this bitch who dared to interrupt his fight. Attempting to transform his gauntlet, he found he couldn't. "The fuck?" Looking around him, he noticed the stunned looks on all the Doujis faces, though he could see some of the good Douji exhale a sigh of relief. Fucking pansies thought it was "too evil for them to kill the evil Doujis".

The white female Douji flew towards the grove of trees, and Tansen walked out, carrying Hana while Edile walked alongside him. The small Douji held onto Dante's hand, both of them had disheartened expression.

"You bastard! This was your doing?" he growled. "I oughtta fucking kill you ri-"

"Hold your tongue, Vice," Tansen scolded, his gaze meaning he meant business. "I'm looking for one named Ko."

Simultaneously, Ultimo and Yamato pointed to a tree, and the girl walked out from behind it. "I'm Ko," she said.

Beckoning her forward, Ko listened obediantely. "Kia said you kind of looked like her," Tansen said, a sad smile upon his face. He handed Hana over to Dante, who held her close.

Vice, K, and Ko both snapped their attentions to the man. "You know Kia?" Ko questioned hurridly. "What happened to her? Do you know where she is?"

Tansen's smile slowly faded away, and Vice didn't fail to notice this. The young man pulled a white envelope out of his sleeve and handed it to the teenage girl. Ko's face dropped, her eyes wide with fear. "W-where's Kia?" Ko asked him, her voice seeming to shrink. When she spoke, little Hana started to cry, large tears dripping down her small face.

"Oh god, no," Ko panicked, snatching the envelope from him and ripped it open. Vice saw something gold glint in the sunlight, dropping to the grass. The teenage girls' eyes ran over the paper in a rush, her hand over her mouth.

"No," she repeated. "No no no no, this can't be right," her voice broke like she was going to start crying, pointing to the papers. "This can't happen, it can't be true. Tell me it isn't true." Tansen said nothing to her, his eyes closing. Ko dropped to her knees and cried.

"Ko, where's Kia?" Vice heard K ask. Whether it was to her or him, he didn't know. "Where is my niece?" Ko only cried, holding the papers tightly to her chest. She had picked up the object that had fallen, and Vice saw that it was a necklace that belonged to Kia. One that she promised to wear all the time.

"She's dead," Tansen said.

No one spoke. All the evil Douji waited for him, to try and talk over what happened today. Tansen had explained that the Hyakki Eikou had been stopped, but not prevented. It could still happen, just not on that day. They were to discuss their next plan of action with Vice on how they were to destroy the good Douji next.

Ko and Hana ended up going home with another Douji Master. K drank himself into a stupor and was eventually unconscious, snoring at the table. Drool and tears covered his face, and Dante was there trying to help him cope.

No one knew where Vice was. No one was even willing to be around him. He had flown off, where he went God knows.

Uprooting another tree, Vice threw it violently. It smashed into another, splinters of wood flying everywhere. It had started to rain not long ago, and he still had yet to go anywhere. So much pent up rage and violence reverberated through his chest. No matter how much he destroyed the area surrounding him, the pain had yet to go away.

He let out an animalistic howl, his vocal chords on the point of breaking. Vice fucking hated this pain, and it wouldn't go away. It was like something in him stopped working and couldn't be fixed. "DAMNIT KIA!" he hollered. The evil Douji didn't want to believe that she was gone. Everything in him said that there was no possible way that she was gone. But all the signs said she was. Jealousy had scoured the city and hadn't found a single trace of her heart or thoughts.

Vice looked at the sky, feeling the rainwater fall in rivulets down his face. 'Just take it away,' he thought. 'Just take this feeling away.'

Yamato POV

"Anything new happen, Ulti?" the teenage boy asked the crimson Douji. They had been carefully watching Vice as to make sure he wouldn't go on a murderous rampage.

"No, but he stopped moving." Yamato raised an eyebrow at the green Douji, who only stared at the sky. He had a melancholic expression instead of his usual permanent glare. He looked as though something inside him died. "But it's really weird, Yamato-sama."

"What's weird?"

"He looks like he's crying."

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