Here it is! Sorry it's sorta short, but this was more of an informative chapter than anything else. I could have combined the next chapter with this one, but I thought it ended so nicely, it was a shame. Sorry if I missed any grammatical or spelling errors. I have a bad habit of saying the sentence in my head, but then not typing all the words, and I usually make a fool of myself. I'm trying to make them the best that I can, so thank you all who have continued to follow this story, despite of my many mistakes. I'll try to update at least once a month, but I've been planning something special for Valentines day, so there definitely won't be any updates before Valentines. Well, I hope you still enjoy it, and review, because it keeps my confidence up, and thus I will be more motivated to write CAD chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own KHR
P.S. The poll is still open! You can vote for two! So far, there have been 12 voters. I mentioned this in the Below A/N last chapter, BUT I DON'T COUNT ONES IN REVIEWS, that said, I will still take them into consideration. Here are the numbers...
R27 - 7, 6927 - 3, G27 - 3 (This actually surprised me, considering I haven't even introduced him yet...), 1827 - 2 (Hibari is way behind!), 0027 - 2, 10027 -2, X27 - 1, 8027 - 1
P.P.S Someone asked, when and where did Tsuna kiss Reborn twice last chapter. I have discovered I can be a little unclear at times. Tsuna's USED spoon went into Reborn's mouth, Reborn's spoon [unused] was used by Tsuna [put into his mouth] and then Tsuna put that spoon into Reborn's mouth. See, God gave us this beautiful thing called indirect kisses, which I fully appreciated last chapter, so sorry if you didn't get it... TT^TT
"Only 690 left to go," mumbled Mukuro, closing the transponder. It was right outside an abandoned dump, dirty and left to rot by the humans. Still, Mukuro thought it looked rather homey. Hell, it was like a paradise compared to hell. Then again, anything was a paradise compared to hell. It had rusty chains, plant life growing everywhere, barely standing buildings; it was like a condo for his kind. Mukuro took out a small notepad, and after deciding a minute was hardly a sacrifice, jotted down the address.
They split the devices up, each getting 1200 of the 24000. It was only the 3rd day, and he was making good time. In the different realms, the time flow was different. Earth was the neatest, going steady, while Heaven was the slowest (1 Earth year = 1 Heaven day), Hell was the fastest ( 1 Earth day = 1 Hell Year), and purgatory went all over the place. Last time he checked, Purgatory was going slower than Earth, so it must've been only few hours to his Tsunayoshi.
Mukuro smirked at the thought of the small angel. He was bundle of surprises and he couldn't wait to return and turn those pretty wings charcoal black. White, although charming, reminded him of the time when he was alive, and used as a test subject. Humans were truly despicable and retched. He'd cause them all to suffer and scream. Black, on the other hand, appealed far more to him, dark, like the abyss he plans to through all humans into.
Unfortunately, he can't have anything else getting rid of the humans before him, as he wants to see all their faces in anguish as their souls burn. That said, he also couldn't allow himself to directly help humans. That went against his very being. No matter who ordered it, he would never assist creatures that shouldn't have been brought into existence continue existing.
"Oi, Mukuro!" the blonde devil beside him whined. He and his raven haired partner were going to be the monitors of the Kokuyo transponder, and the pineapple believed their names were Ken and Chikusa. They were small fry, but seemed like the loyal type. Ken was a shapeshifter with a scar across his nose. Currently, he took the form a blond student, but Mukuro had seen DNA samples. They were all animal, so he probably belonged in animal torture. Chikusa seemed to be a poisonous slug, but he hid his identity well with a mask of toxic fumes. They could be useful in the future.
"Yes, Ken?" he replied, smirking as he put away the small pad. "I was wondering...w-when will yo-" Chikusa, obviously not in the mood to hear his partner ramble all over the place, finished for him, "When will you return?" Mukuro stared blankly at them. They wanted him to return? That was a first. Loyal they were indeed. They've caught his interest at the very least, and their station was quite appealing. Mukuro was interested in seeing if they could become subordinates he actually won't have to kill.
Smiling, he answered, "I still have another good 3 days work ahead of me, and I still need to report back to base." They looked disappointed, but Mukuro was just a sadist like that. "You've intrigued me," they perked up. "Besides, I've become taken by this place, and in the short time I've been here, I've grown fond of it." Mukuro tried to restrain his chuckling to his mental landscape, as the hopefulness in their eyes was just adorable. "Make sure you protect and monitor it well, because I'll make sure to come back here as soon as I have some free time."
They cheered, high-fiving. It appeared that Chikusa wasn't always a party pooper. Mukuro thought he'd have some fun during the war. He did need some good minions… !
"Ken, Chikusa, conceal yourselves!" the pineapple commanded, ducking behind the wall. The duo obeyed, following Mukuro. He sensed an evil presence. It was only a tiny amount, but it was potent, filled with bloodthirst and murderous intent. Mukuro strengthened his senses, concentrating on following the miniscule trail. He sighed at what he found. A crack.
It appeared to be that Mukuro wasn't the only one charmed by Kokuyo land. A powerful net was laid over, concealing and hiding an unimaginable number of monsters. So many evil beings, that the aura grew too dense with hate and maliciousness that it cracked the barrier, letting a small amount escape. Although the net was strong and undetectable on the outside, even to him, it could be broken inside. After that, it was very easy to locate and break the rest. Mukuro was lucky he had stopped to write the address, or he would have been long gone by the time it burst.
Taking a deep breath, he summoned the transponder, pressing the emergency button. The sound of his lovely angel resounded, having picked up. "Hello?" he asked. Mukuro happily replied, "Kufufufu~ Hello my dearest little angel." Sternly, the Tsuna demanded he get serious, and Mukuro was all too willing. He didn't want to fully unleash a tsunami of monsters waiting to kill the world right on top of him.
"I'm afraid, Tsuna-chan, that Kokuyo Land is infested with monsters- in other words, the enemy. Even I won't be able to handle them alone," he said gravely, glancing at the crack. Much to his displeasure, it was widening all on its own. "Don't worry, Mukuro. A small army is headed there at an astonishing speed and will be there in mere minutes." Tsuna told him, and either Mukuro was going crazy, but he swore he heard a bit of a smirk. How interesting, though. The demon known far and wide for his direct ways. Last he heard, however, the little birdie had a nasty run in with someone big…
"Kufufufu, the skylark is coming to play~. Yes, thank you, Tsuna-chan. I believe the two of us will easily be able to handle this, that is, if the skylark was in top condition," he said. Although, with his personality, that which hates to be restrained, he'd probably fight even harder. Thought it really depended on the type of monsters in that net, but from what Mukuro could sense, they were the same type as him; illusionists.
"What happened?" Tsuna asked. Dutifully, I could hear the worry in his voice, even though he tried to hide it. He answered what he knew, "Kufufufu~At Skylark's most recent stop, Namimori, Japan, he ran into The Trident Lord, and got bitten." Taking a deep breath, Tsuna continued, "Okay. Which one?" Mukuro stopped to think, but if he remembered correctly… "He'll become physically weak when near Sakura blossoms," he answered. "Can you tell which type of monsters they are?"
"Best guess is Mist." He heard someone standing up on the other line. "Why best guess?" demanded the familiar voice of Reborn. Apparently, his tone pissed off his new two subordinates, because Ken started yowling in the microphone. When I heard Tsuna gasp, I waved a hand. Obviously Tsuna was the one with headphones on. Ken apologized, already getting scolded by Chikusa.
"There's a net. It cracked, and is growing. It's either a lot of monsters, a group that's been stewing for a long time, or both. Any way, it's going to be trouble," Mukuro said, eyes trained on the crack. "Alright. Fuuta was heading there already, and should be able to assist if you and Hibari can hold them off, or, ideally, the egg doesn't break." Mukuro hummed in acknowledgement, adding, "I hope the two of us can take care of them before we have to get an angel involved."
"Yeah," Tsuna agreed, "If it gets too bumpy down there, I'll check it out myself." Well that was a surprise. Well, Mukuro could count on not dying anytime soon, but wasn't it protocol to have someone there at all times? "Tsuna, one of us has to be here at all times. I'll contact the general army. They should be able to reach you and exterminate the nest there within 10 minutes," said Reborn, before ending transmission, although the pineapple swore he heard a little, 'emergencies override protocol' before the sound cut.
"So what do we do?" asked Chikusa. Smiling, Mukuro answered, "Watch and wait." They didn't know what he meant by waiting. Was this 'army' all that strong? How long would they have to wait anyway?! From what they heard, that thing could blow any minute, oozing bloodthirsty monsters! They may be devils, but torrents of things that do God knows what climbing all over you was not very attractive.
"Wait for who?" growled a new voice. Ken yelped, jumping back at the appearance of the raven. The look in his eyes was scarier than anything they'd ever felt, as he looked at Mukuro. They had only met Mukuro several minutes ago, but they could feel his power and genuine hate for humans. He was the type to use people, but not deceive his subordinates. Other than that, however, they knew nothing. Like why this demon hated him. "You're the one that took so long to come, skylark. Are you sure in any condition to fight?" the pineapple taunted.
Growling again, the raven faced the crack. It seeped an aura Hibari had only seen high up demons release. Not caring about that, or anything else, he poised himself for attack. "Woah, woah, woah! What do think you're doing?! That's a bowl of things so powerful, they can kill even us! Don't go popping the bubble!" screeched the blonde.
Glaring, he looked down at the devil. Mukuro, in an effort to stop Hibari from killing his new minions, laughed, saying, "The skylark doesn't like to be restrained, Ken. But Tsunayoshi did ask us to wait until it broke on it's own to engage." The raven glanced at him, glaring harshly. Reluctantly, he rested his tonfas at his side, and watched the crack widen. Mukuro's smirk spread demonically. He could use this.
CRRAAAAAAAAAACK
"Please tell me that wasn't what I thought it was," pleaded Chikusa, as all four of them looked at the now gaping hole in the sky. Already, dark, slimy creatures were slipping out. Hibari smirked, and charged for the opening. Chuckling, Mukuro quickly followed, leaving Ken and Chikusa to wait by the wall, not that they were opposed to that.
Hibari's tonfas ignited purple as soon as he took off, and only seconds later were they introduced to some tentacle monster's face. He loved the flow of a fight, but hated cowardly herbivores even more. Fighting solved problems, it had always solved problems. So why did the herbivores not want to fight? They wanted to kill, steal, lie, sure, but not fight. Pitifully boring and annoying herbivores. The only reason herbivores aren't eaten by all the carnivores is because of adapting and their cunning, and because there can be too many carnivores. Unfortunately for Hibari, there aren't enough. One herbivore's trickery cost him his life. It was part of the cycle, although he was a bit pissed that he wasn't killed by a carnivore and instead some random, incurable poison. Assassins have no consideration for how their victims want to die, none at all!
He could have gone to heaven, he had grown up in a shrine and knew principles and morals, he knew good men. They only reason he chose hell was because he'd thought he could get some real carnivorous fights in the pit, but most of the demons were just as soft as herbivores! The beginning was a little rough because he wasn't used it, but he got used to it soon. Unfortunately, torture quickly started to bore him, so he left his little torture area, and picked a fight with some demons. Luci-chan (Lucifer) quickly heard the ruckus, and sent some hellhounds to subdue him. Turns out, subdue wasn't in the raven's vocabulary.
Even in Hell, Hibari Kyoya's name echoed, and put the fear of God (Or Satan) in demons as well. It wasn't long before Hibari got the offer to become a demon. Hibari knew the consequences; it was something he had learned when he entered business- be clear on the details. Hibari knew that all he was doing was going deeper into Hell, but Luci-chan said it would make him stronger, and he needed strength to fight even stronger people. So Hibari agreed, and grew into the nightmare of Hell. To this day, Luci-chan wonders if he really should have given an insane guy with a shitload of bloodlust that much power, but in the end, as long as the kid doesn't come after his neck, what the Hell, right?
Calmly, but with the fierceness of battle, Hibari defeated the monsters. With his strength, a single blow could destroy most of their jelly-like bodies. Although they were weak, they did try to fight back, which was a plus. Their tentacles attempted to trip him, hold him, restrain him. All failed. He shredded their limbs with ease, all too happy to destroy them. Mercilessly, he went through their numbers, obliterating the deformed blobs. He paid no heed to their deadly miasma or murderous aura, it all being a normal experience on his part.
Mukuro, who really just wanted to amuse himself by watching Hibari kill everything in his path, was preoccupied by an onslaught disgusting indigo monsters. He summoned his trident and began destroying them in a number of ways. They were largely immune to illusions and Mist flames, so Mukuro went the old-fashioned physical way. Not that that wasn't any fun, either. He liquified them nearly as easily as Hibari, not as quickly, though. The raven was swift like a bird, light as a feather.
Mukuro still kept a close eye on him, though. He was aware of the prowess of the Trident Lord. He was a pervert, but could be damn scary at times. He doubted he was highly affected by the skylark, but the mosquitoes that forever surround and protect him probably sensed Hibari's eternal hate and bloodthirst. In any case, the pineapple watched Hibari closely. A little closer than he'd like, but it'd make Tsunayoshi happy.
"Ugh!" the raven grunted, stumbling. They finally sensed the poison flowing in his veins. If Mist flames are potent enough, they could easily make an illusion real. Mukuro had done it several times himself. Slowly, the sluggish monsters surrounded him. Even Hibari's hatred for restraints couldn't overcome the Trident Mosquitoes' effects. Cursing, Mukuro made his way over to the raven, summoning a hord of animals to distract them. Hibari swore, refusing the pineapple's help.
It had only been maybe 5 minutes, so the army wouldn't be coming anytime soon… In the meantime, Mukuro concentrated on destroying the Sakura, using his own Mist flames to conjure a pillar of flames. A blob of dark goo protected it, much to Mukuro's annoyance. It means they see Hibari as a bigger threat than him.
He was about to summon the transponder, when an angel came into his sight, falling from the sky.
It is a cliffhanger! Sort of... I hope you enjoyed, please review, and wait until next time to find out who the angel was! But don't forget to check My Stories on Valentines Day, cause it's going to get kinda wild. Just a little bit. Please review, and vote in the poll!
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