alright, right now, im having a horrible writers block for my other story, falling from grace. so there might not be an update for a week or so. if i can write one sooner, than i will. just figured id let you guys know. sorry -_-

Worlds Collide

Chapter 17

"I had a really good time," Zoe said, leaning over to kiss Takuya on the cheek.

"Yeah, me too. But I gotta get back, okay?"

The blond nodded. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Takuya took her into his arms and gave her one last kiss. "Love you, bye."

"Love you, too. Bye."

Zoe watched as Takuya took off, leaving her alone in her bedroom. With a dreamy sigh, she flopped down onto her bed. After lying there for a moment, she noticed a piece of paper beside her. Puzzled, she picked it up and began to read.

Zoe,

The Big Guy is looking for you and says he needs to speak with you. I have no idea where you are, but I told him that you were sick and would talk to him later so you wouldn't get in trouble. I suggest you go talk to him ASAP.

-Jasmine

p.s. remember to act somewhat sick so that he doesn't know I lied for you.

"Shit," Zoe muttered, setting the note down.

She felt a small pang of guilt for not telling Jasmine what was going on. However, she didn't want to risk putting her friend in danger in case something went wrong. Even if Jasmine didn't realize it, keeping the secret from her was for her own good.

She quickly changed into a nightgown, then hid the necklace from Takuya in a tiny box. The blond pulled on a sweater and ruffled up her hair slightly to be more convincing. Taking a deep breath, she quickly made her way to her master's den.

The bearded man looked up and gave her a small smile. "Zoe, just the person I wanted to see."

"Sorry," she said sheepishly. "I wasn't feeling too well earlier. But I'm doing a little better now."

"That's good to know," he replied. "I have very important matters to discuss with you."

Zoe took a seat in front of him. "What is it?"

"I realize that your wing was damaged and that it is still in the process of healing. However, tomorrow I want you to start training to get it back up to its full strength. With a war between Hell and Heaven slowly approaching, I need you in tip-top shape. Understood?"

"Yes, sir. I've been trying to see what my limitations are. For now, I can lift myself off the ground for a few seconds, but my wing still isn't strong enough to hold me up for much longer."

"I'm sorry, Zoe. But that just won't do. Push yourself as hard as you can until it is back to normal. It will be difficult and extremely painful, but you must do it for the greater good."

Zoe nodded. "I understand. I'll wake up bright and early to begin strengthening it."

"Good. Now I suggest that you rest up in the meantime. Since you'll be leading the armies whenever Hell tries to take over earth, you'll have to hurry. There may not be much time left and we are all counting on you."

"Yes, sir." She sighed as she left the room.

It feels like I have the whole world on my shoulders, she thought. In a way, I suppose I do....

In Hell

"Hey, Kouichi! How's it going?"

Kouichi turned and looked at Takuya with surprise. "Wow, you're in a good mood."

"Yeah, I just had a great torture session," the brunette lied. "What are you up to?"

"I'm on my way to meet my latest victim. Wanna come with?" Kouichi asked.

Takuya shrugged. "Sure, why not?"

As the two walked down the corrider, Kouichi couldn't help but notice the huge grin on Takuya's face. Although he was suspicious, he was more reserved than his brother and decided not to pry.

"So, who's the lucky bastard?" Takuya asked.

"Bitch, actually," Kouichi corrected him. "It's a girl."

He opened the heavy metal door and led his friend inside his private chamber.

"Here she is," Kouichi said, casting a quick glance at the girl chained to the wall.

The girl had long red hair and blue eyes. She didn't seem too happy with her surroundings.

"Takuya, I'd like you to meet my newest victim, Courtney."

"Fuck you!" Courtney yelled. "Who the hell are you and what am I doing here?!"

Kouichi smiled. "Hello. My name is Kouichi and today I will be torturing you."

Courtney's eyes went wide. "Torture?! What do you mean?!"

Takuya rolled his eyes. "You died and went to Hell, you stupid bitch. So therefore, you will be tortured for all eternity."

"I didn't die, you idiot!" She screamed. "You probably just kidnapped me and dragged me to your basement so that you could rape me!"

"Eww....I wouldn't lower my standards for someone like you," Kouichi said with a laugh. "But you are indeed dead. Welcome to Hell."

"No! I don't believe you! You're just a lonely, pathetic loser who can't get laid! When my father hears about this, he'll rip you limb from limb!"

The dark-haired demon chuckled. "I can tell that this is going to be very interesting. Don't worry, though. I'll have you convinced that you're in Hell in no time."

Courtney curled her lips into a sneer. "You sick freak!"

"And I think I'll start by sewing your mouth shut." He walked over to a nearby table to retrieve a needle and thread. "Okay, you ready?"

"What?! You're going to sew my fucking mouth shut?! You can't be serious!"

Kouichi snorted. "Hey, just be grateful that Takuya's not in charge of you. If that was the case, you'd already be bawling your eyes out and having a mental breakdown."

"What?!"

"Well, I'm just gonna leave you two alone. Have fun, dude," Takuya said, leaving the room.

He waited outside for a few minutes as he heard Courtney's anguished wails.

"Stupid bitch," he muttered, amused by the sounds.

A moment later, J.P. ran up to him.

"Hey, what's up?" Takuya asked.

"Your old man wants to speak to you," J.P. replied breathlessly. "He said that it was important."

Takuya inwardly groaned. "Alright, thanks."

J.P. nodded, then went inside Kouichi's chamber to see what was going on.

As Takuya walked away, he could vaguely here J.P.'s excited shout. "Wow, you sewed her lips together?!"

The brunette chuckled, shaking his head. On his way to his father's room, he saw Dante sulking in a corner.

"What's your problem?" Takuya asked, raising an eyebrow.

Dante snapped his head in Takuya's direction, apparently annoyed. "None of your fucking business."

Takuya rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Get your lazy ass back to work."

He had never liked Dante, and the feeling was mutual. To him, Dante was an egotistical, self-righteous bastard. He knew that the moron wanted to take over Hell, but the chances of that were slim to none.

"Going to go kiss up to daddy?" Dante quipped.

Takuya smirked. "Actually, he wanted to speak with me. Maybe something about me taking over the throne soon."

Dante's eyes darkened. "I should be the one who takes over. Not you. You're nothing but an asshole who thinks you deserve the world."

The brunette angrily stalked over to him and lifted him by the throat. "Listen, you little shitface. I may not be in charge, but you are still below me. I don't go flaunting myself as the Devil's son, but with the way you act, I love rubbing it in your face. So watch your mouth or I'll snap your scrawny neck."

He dropped the demon to the floor, letting him catch his breath.

"Now get back to work," Takuya demanded. "Go clean the toilets or something."

Dante glared at him as he made his way to Lucifer's chamber. Takuya cast a mocking glance at him before entering the room.

"I'll get what's mine soon enough," Danted muttered. "Until then, watch yourself."

okay, i couldn't resist putting in courtney (my oc from bloodbath) hey where did you think she was gonna go when she died? detroit? (yeah, i stole that line from south park) ^_^ once again, dont fuck with takuya or he'll kill you. so let me know how you liked the chapter and the next one will be coming soon. see ya