No, I'm not dead! Sorry it took me a while to post this, but I'm literally giving this to you 'hot off the press'.
DarkSiren49, I thank you for giving me the advise, but the plot bunnies simply keep escaping my traps to catch them.
I hope you all enjoy!
Chapter 3
"So what you're saying is, you want us to find this…brother, of ours, out of all wastelands in Gehenna, because the Gate for some reason dropped him in another area, My Lord?" a girl with overly curly, light blue, dark blue hair, and wide, droopy lavender eyes asked. At her feet was a silver-blue finned snake, a deep blue harness around its muzzle. Behind her was a large group of vaguely human shapes hidden by the shadows cast in the large room they were in.
"Ah, Egyn, your poor baby brother was raised without ever using his demon powers! It's sad isn't it?" said an azure flame-clad figure, sitting on a thrown. All on could see under the flames was a black outline of a horned head, and two glowing white eyes. "Astaroth; this is a chase for you to redeem yourself when you failed to bring him back last time, you fucker,"
"H-h-hai, Satan-sama," the green-skinned, goat-horned demon said. He did have a human face, and his hair was an oily gray color. "This time I will bring Okumura Rin back to you successfully,"
"You better…" the flaming figure growled. The other figures flinched, and backed away, before somehow vanishing from the room. Satan grinned insanely. He could have sent out leagues of weaker demons to find the boy, but that was boring; if Rin thought that his life was in danger (oh, it was alright) when his brothers and sisters caught up with him, he would wither gain control of his powers some, or die.
Simple as that, the demon way of raising kids…Yuri probably wouldn't approve of it though, but oh well. Satan had plans, and his son was just a way for him to go about executing them.
-Scene shift-
Bon was just finishing his explanation about the Yoshikuni who would fix the Kurikara. The female sword smith was the latest in a long line of sword makers, and a descendant of the one to forge the Demon blade in the first place. The others were stationed at random spots on the trolley, listening and waiting for it to reach their stop at the top of the mountain. Konekomaru was not with them.
Izumo was surprised to see that Bon was telling the truth about the smith being a girl, but to her relief, the Yoshikuni didn't seem to mind. Then in a very thickly accented speech, began to tease Bon about when he was younger and he had proposed to her with a "ring made out of lotus an' stuff,"
Yukio laid the Kurikara out in front of her, to which she expertly unsheathed, putting the cloth used to clean blades in her mouth for the moment. Holding the blade up, it was apparent to everyone how much damage the sword had. She then sheathed the sword again, putting t back down in front of Yukio.
"'T ain't gonna be easy, but I think fixin' it might be possible," she informed them.
"Really?"
"To forge a Japanese-style sword like this, we need jewel steel refine' in a furnace wit' bellows, but fer a demon sword, ya need special rituals too to forge spiritual energy into it. However, the tradition o' that ritual has waned 'n there ain't anyone alive tha' still remembers it," she explained, letting them know it might be awhile for all this to be done.
"Are there no other records?" Yukio questioned desperately. The Yoshikuni shook her head.
"'Tis impossible to create new jewel steel for demon swords."
"We came all this was for nothing," Shima complained, tilting his head back and looking at the ceiling.
"Even if you can't make new jewel steel, what if we had some that already existed?" Bon inquired, an idea forming in his head.
"Sure, if ye had some…but where would ye get any?"
"We could use the old nail from the temple," the skunk haired boy replied.
About ten minutes later, the group had followed Bon back to the trolley station, where they boarded on for a temple on peak.
"So we're going all the way to the top for an old nail?" Izumo asked.
"Ah; on the Blue Night, our temple burned to the ground, including the most ancient pillar. There was literally nothing that didn't burn up, except for some old nails that were made by a Yoshikuni. They are such a priceless treasure to us that we entrusted them to another temple nearby. But if it's the same jewel steel of Okumura's blade then maybe…"
After Bon had finished explaining, the group was silent until they reached their destination. The group became worried after they called out and the temple seemed deserted.
Not knowing what else to do, they started walking around when they heard shouts and several small explosions.
(A/N: I'm gonna be changing a few things up here, since I'm trying to use both the manga and anime at the same time which obviously won't work)
"What the hell was that?" Shima asked as the group turned a corner…running into a man with blond hair and priest robes. Shima and Bon recognized him. "Ah…"
"Ah…" the blond said, eyeing the pink head in surprise. Then he launched a roundhouse kick at his head. Shima barely managed to duck in time to avoid it. "Ah, Renzou (Shima's given name),"
"What the hell Ken-nii!?" Shima asked, and the blond snapped back to reality. "Renzou, Bon…Wa- What are you guys doing here?"
"We could ask you the same thing," Bon said just as something else went boom.
"He is?" Yukio demanded, bringing out a gun.
"Shima's older brother, Kinzou," Bon said quickly, then started chanting rapidly as a floating Buddha statue came towards them.
Yukio shot it several times with Bon chanting, and a thick miasma poured out of the statue like a volcano exploding.
"That was a Mara, right? A demon that possess statues of the Buddha…" Izumo recited, staring at the wooden carving, eyes wide.
"Ah, we came over to this temple because they said they were feeling some strange presence…" Kinzou said, also commenting on Yukio's shot. "Why are you guys here?"
"We need the nails," Bon explained, knowing the blond would understand what he was talking about.
"EH!? The nails from the old temple!? Why on Earth would you need them for!?"
"Kurikara needs to be repaired and they are the only source of jewel steel in the area,"
"K-Kurik-kara…!? You found the Kurikara after all these years!? And it…AH! You know what, come back to the temple with us so we can discuss this with the Most High Priest, alright!?" the blond yelled, running both hands through his hair, marching back to join the fight against the Mara. The group of teenagers followed, and within minutes, the demons had all been dealt with.
Besides Shima's brother Kinzou, was his other brother Juuzou and his father, along with about a dozen men from their temple.
"Renzou…WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR, YOU STUPID BOY!?" Yaozou, Shima's old man, yelled at his pink-haired son. The last time the man had seen him, his hair had been a normal brown/black color, and now it was a roses' envy.
"Gah…I-I'm sorry, pops, hehe…"
"We don't have time for this; Shima-ji, we need the nails that survived the blaze," Bon interrupted, stepping forward.
"And why do you need them, Bon?"
"Pops…they say they found Kurikara," Kinzou put in, and Yaozou clenched his mouth, looking uncomfortable and nervous. He turned, walking away in the direction of the temple entrance.
"Give the monks necessary first aid," he ordered the lower ranking monks with him. "Everyone else, we're going to our temple,"
I do feel like I could have done better, but I'm still happy with the way it turned out.
Please review for me!