A/N: Sorry for the long wait, people! And thank you, those people who have read and reviewed, I'm really happy! ( Even though the number of review is very little... *sigh* )

Like I said, school has started, so it's back to monthly update! ( This may not sound like a good thing to some of you, but I really don't have any other choice... sorry for that... )

This story may be coming to an end soon ( please do not ask my how soon, because I'm not sure either, depends how long I make each chpt from now on... ).

This may sound like a bad thing, and I'm not very happy with the way things are progressing so I hope I could somehow pull off the ending to make this story a memorable one.

All your supports will be highly encouraged!

Back to the story...

Disclaimer: I own nothing, blah blah blah...

Mammon wrapped his illusionary tentacles around Caligine, trying to suffocate him to death by wrapping especially tight around his neck and chest, causing difficulty to his breathings. But the moment when he thought he had victory in hand, the Mist Arcobaleno was being deemed wrong when his target's body vanished. Before he could register it, he was hit on the head by the said target that was standing behind him now. The pain from his head caused Mammon to lose control of his illusions so all his clones and the ice pillars vanished.

Shit. This guy... he not only knows how to use illusions but he still have enough combat skills like he was said to be. He probably holds the 4th path of Demons so he could fight like that...

"What is it now, Arcobaleno? 'Already given up control of your perception', huh?" the Fiancate Mist mocked. "Come and realise it now, you're nothing before me."

Bel, I got an idea to defeat them. But I need your cooperation... Mammon thought as he began telepathic with the Varia Storm Guardian at the other side of the room.

Once again, the former Mist Guardian of Varia created illusions of clones and made them scatter in the office, disrupting the others battle as well.

"Ahaha, clones again? You're not going to defeat us with just that, you know?" Caligine laughed as he start attacking one of the clones that were the closest to him. But instead of turning into torn paper, the illusionary clone turned back into its original shape again. "It's useless." the clone said. "Don't kid with me." the purple-haired man snarled as he start destroying more and more clones, but they all just turned back into their original forms again.

Tch, they just keep combining back... it'll never end... unless...Caligine smirked as he discovered a solution. I'll just have to take the real one out then. He took out his Box Weapon and opened it with his lighted Fiancata Mist Ring, illusionary tree trunks started growing from inside the Box and extended towards all the illusionary clones, breaking them all at once.

"Guupia!" all the illusions vanished, leaving an injured Mammon, which is the real one, on the floor.

"How was that? I told you you're nothing before me." Caligine grinned as he pointed the pointed end of his staff at the Mist Arcobaleno's little neck. "I shall finish you off now, then. Any last words, Arcobaleno?"

"How about... you're using the wrong appellation, you filthy peasant!" before the purple-haired man could register his prey's words, he got stabbed in the arm that was holding his weapon. By some creepy-shaped knives!

"What the-"

"Ushishishishi!" the escaped Mammon floated into the air before indigo flames surrounded it, and when they vanished, the one standing there was no longer the hooded infant but a blond with a Cheshire grin. "Operation part one complete, prepare yourself, peasant."

It didn't take the Fiancata Mist to figure out what happened. The former Varia Mist had set illusion around the whole room and switched the Varia members' places so they were all facing different opponents now. That explains why the blond Storm is now standing in front of him, knives ready in hand.

"Haha, don't think that the Arcobaleno is the only one that could have clones." Caligine laughed as he made an illusion of clones of himself, surrounding Bel like Lussuria's foot work. "Now, which one's the real one?"

"Ushishishi, do I look like I care?" Bel snickered as he surrounded the clones with knives attached by wires, which was unknown by his opponent who thought he had somehow made the knives float. The clones moving at blinking speed were stopped by the wires that they had gotten themselves caught in, like fishes in a the net. "Go!" with his hand signal, the wires along with knives attacked the clones from all different directions, all at once.

"Urgh..." a grunt escaped the lips of the real purple-haired man, since he's the only one left after all the clones were destroyed, as he got stabbed on his left shoulder.

"Not too bad, huh?" Caligine starred daggers at the blond as he fallen onto his knees. "As expected of Genius-kun."

"You can save your last word. The Prince has no interest in hearing them." Bel replied as he pulled out more knives. "There's no way to run."

"I'm pretty aware of that..."

"So this is the time when the Prince should say... 'bye-bi'!" Bel laughed as he sent the silver knives that were coated with red Storm flames towards Caligine's chest, abdomen, head, arms, legs and back. There's no way the Fiancata Guardian can survive through that.

Unless...

Monta, the Prince is leaving it to you... Don't you dare screw up...

Don't you worry, Bel. I've got this. Mammon sent another message back to the Storm after receiving his words through telepathy. After he had switched place with Bel, he was facing the once dead Rain of Fiancata now.

"Oh? So I'm suppose to take care of a baby now?" Lacrimare murmured under his breath at the sight of his new opponent. "I wonder if I should give a handicap to you..."

"That's not necessary." Mammon answered, taking out his Box Weapon. "Since I'm the one who's going to take this battle." the hooded infant brought out his Mist Starfishes, blocking all the possible paths that the opponent may escape with. That is, if he even think about escaping...

"You're not going to defeat me with just some cheeky Box Weapon, infant." the Rain replied, diamonds between fingers. "Prepare yourself."

"I'll return those words directly back to you."

"What a cheeky brat..." Lacrimare threw the diamonds in the directions of the starfishes, breaking them into pieces. He smirked when he thought the battle is over, but the smile faded as soon as he saw the remains of the starfishes combining and becoming a bigger one.

"Saa, what should you do now?" Mammon provoked.

"Is this all you got?" the blue-haired Rain pulled out another set of diamonds and sent it straight in the direction of the bigger starfish, destroying it once again. The rest of the diamonds were sent to the other starfishes, causing their remains to gather with the others so they ended up uniting as one.

"This should end everything." Lacrimare lighted the diamonds in his hands with Rain Flame and sent them charging towards the only starfish left, shattering them into pieces and landing on the floor.

"Sure." Mammon replied nonchalantly. The Rain was still wondering why the infant didn't seem disappointed by the result of the battle but he soon got his question answered when a Storm Mink, that he failed to notice, charged towards him from behind.

"This battle is over," Mammon repeated as he witnessed the blue-haired guy, who has his whole body covered by the Storm flame of disintegration, falling onto his knees before handing flat on the ground.

"with my victory, that is."

"Come on now, Monta." Bel called out to his teammate from the other side of the room, Mink landing on his shoulder. "We need to help Froggy."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm on it..."

"I can't believe you left our baby officer taking care of two enemies." Bel said as they made their way towards their fighting junior. "The other baby besides you of course, Ushishishi." he added seeing the irritated look on Mammon's face. "The Prince isn't sure of the monkey one, but from my experience with the red one, he's no easy peasant to take care of, Froggy might not be able to handle them much longer."

"Senpai, Mammon-san. A little help here~" Fran's monotonous voice asked. The teal-haired teen isn't doing much of a good job attacking, he was defending most of the time with his Bel-Box-Weapon.

"Ushishishi. The Prince to the rescue!" Bel snickered as he injected three knives at the Sun Monkey, stopping it's attack.
"But it's such a shame that the Prince has to rescue a frog out of all people..."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Complain all you want after finishing the job..."

"My apologies," Chiaro replied as he created illusions of floating chainsaws in the air. "but I won't allow that." the chainsaws start to charge towards the Storm and Mist Guardians of Varia who somehow managed to dodge most of it in time, but still ended up having small cuts here and there.

"Monta, are you capable of handling the red peasant on your own?" Bel asked as he blocked another flying chainsaws with his knives.

"Sure," Mammon replied, turning towards the redhead. "I'll finish this one fast."

"A baby this time? Isn't an emotionless brat annoying enough?" Assalto murmured, obviously not satisfied with his choice of opponent.

"This is already the second time in one round, I'm getting angry..." Mammon's face starts to get darker as the two triangles on his cheek extended.

"And what are you going to do about it...?" the Storm asked with boredom in his voice.

Bel, Fran, I'm going to use that so be prepared... Mammon sent the message to both of his teammates before the indigo pacifier around his neck starts to shine.

"Viper Mirage!"

The walls started to twist in some weird manner that a wall should never behave in and the floor starts to get softer. Gravity seemed to be gone and all the people in the room, both fighting ones and non-fighting ones, were floating in the air. The ceiling is spinning as well, for a moment it looked as if the ceiling and ground have merged and the next the ceiling is below their feet and the floor is above their head.

"What the hell is this?!" both guardians of the Fiancata Famiglia exclaimed at the sudden lost of footing.

"If you lack concentration..." Mammon's, who has vanished by then, voice echoed in the room. "there's no way you're getting out of here alive."

"Assalto, I think we'll take care of the two kids first," Chiaro suggested as he tried to focus all of his attention on his enemies. "since the baby is already gone, we might as well take care of whatever is before us first."

"Fine by me." Assalto replied and he charged towards Fran while Chiaro is busy dealing with Bel.

"Mammon-san, is actually this serious..." Fran muttered as he dodged the attack from the Fiancata Storm. "Guess Me should put in some effort as well..." he pulled out one of the knives Bel had stabbed him with on his giant frog hat.

"And what are you going to do with such a cheesy weapon?" Assalto provoked. "In addition, you don't look like you're any good with combats."

"Hey! Whose weapon are you calling 'cheesy'?!" Bel snarled as he sent his Storm Mink to battle with the monkey.

"True, but this is some trick that Me had learned from Mammon-san." Fran answered, twirling the knife like how Bel always does. "And Me guarantee that this is pretty useful..."

The teen with the giant frog hat vanished into thin air at the words, leaving a dumbfounded Assalto wondering where he had gone... Until he got stabbed right from the back.

"Argh! Who the hel-"

"I said that this will be useful, didn't I?"

"You... the frog kid?" the Storm gathered all his energy to turn his head until the big blue eyes of the frog hat, that a teal-haired kid whom we all know, wears is visible.

"Bingo." Fran laughed as he pulled out the knife mercilessly, not caring that it hurts the enemy a lot. Hey, he's going to die already, why still care if he'll feel pain?

"Assalto!" the Fiancata Sun hurriedly rushed to his fallen teammate's side, checking the wound on his back. "Hang in there! Assalto!" seeing that the Storm didn't give any sign of respond, Chiaro summoned his monkey, whose tail started glowing with the sparkling Sun Flame, and placed it near the wound, multiplying new cells in the skin.

"How is it? Do you feel any better?" Chiaro asked with concern in his voice.

"Ah..." the crimson eyes of the Storm glared at the Sun, but somehow... they look different from usual... "much better... thanks for the help, you trash."

"Huh?" now that wasn't the voice of the Assalto he knows, not to mention the choice of words.

Indigo mist surrounded the red-haired man and revealed a man with the same crimson eyes but different hair colour. Black. "Take this as a thank-you-gift." the man grinned as he pulled out a pistol from under his jacket and shot Chiaro right in the abdomen, knocking him out.

"Job well-done, Boss." Fran gave a thumbs-up at the raven's work. "KO'ed in one shot."

"Now..." Mammon appeared as the illusion vanished, with everyone landing back on the floor. "where were we?" the eyes under the giant hood glared at the duo who still don't have a single scratch on their body.

"Your guardians are more or less dead and your weapon to get rid of Boss is destroyed. What else do you have left?" Bel insulted.

"Well then, it'll just be you and us then." Squalo, or Meridionale, replied, preparing his, or her, sword.

"Are you under-estimating us?" Bel snickered. "Surely you peasants couldn't be thinking that just the two of you will stand any chance against us, could you?"

"Now, now. Who knows?" Settentrionale smiled. "My cute little sister, I'll be entrusting them to you."

"You can count on me, Onii-sama."

"What are you going to do? For your information, we're not going to hesitate on destroying that body even if it belongs to our captain." Mammon challenged the silverette, who doesn't seem to take his words seriously.

"Fufu, his body is just a plus. His abilities are all that I need."

"Squalo may be our second strongest member, but he's still no match for Boss."

"That's what Onii-sama is for, I'll just be taking care of the three of you."

"What a despicable girl..."

"Hai hai, chit-chat time is over, little kids." the silverette ended the conversation by charging towards Bel first, but the blow was blocked by the blond's knives. Meridionale hurriedly jumped back and side-stepped as three knives flew from behind her and directly hit Bel.

"Argh! What the hell?!" Bel coughed as he pulled out the weapon and analysed it, confirming that it's one of his very own knives.

"Sorry, Senpai." Fran apologized from behind the Fiancata Cloud, with a few remaining knives in his hand. "I missed."

"Tch, useless frog."

"That's really mean, Senpai."

"LIKE THE PRINCE CARES?!"

"Is now really a good time to be having inside-battles?" Meridionale asked sarcastically. "Very well, it'll just make my job easier then."

"Don't over-estimate yourself." Mammon created illusionary tentacles and wrapped them around the silverette until he was sure that she would suffocate to death. But the tentacles were sliced with the sword attached to her left hand, sending the hooded infant to be knocked to the corner of the room. Knives were sent to her direction once again, by Bel this time, and with just a tilt of her head was she able to avoid the attack. Another set of knives were sent to her from behind, most probably by Fran again, and with a swing of the sword she sent them flying to the opposite direction. Feeling rather proud of herself, Meridionale start making her way towards Bel, who was in front of her, but she stopped when she got cut at the cheek.

"Ushishi, don't try to move too much if you wish to remain in one piece." Bel laughed, clearly knowing the reason behind the cut.

"Have you forgotten something, little Prince?" Meridionale asked. "This isn't my body..." she raised her sword, "so it means that..." placed it over her right wrist "I won't feel any pain of this body." and cut it. Crimson blood flowed out and the Fiancata Cloud gave no emotion of pain, but instead looked rather enjoyable at the bloody sight. If anyone who don't know the situation saw this, he will definitely think that she's a masochist.

"Oh yeah!" Fran exclaimed. "You totally forgot about that, Bel-Senpai."

"Shut up, stupid frog!"

STAB

STAB

"Says the self-proclaimed genius who forgot about the key point of defeating an enemy."

"The Prince take that as the shitty frog wishes for an early death."

"Now, now. Why would Me wish for that?"

"You two idiots... Maybe I'll just let you get yourselves killed by each other..." the Fiancata Cloud muttered at the sight in front of her, mentally sweat-dropped. The room started to shake violently, Meridionale hurriedly turned around to see waves of water coming in her direction, washing her away and out of the room. The door shut behind her as the illusion stopped.

"It'll be all right as long as she don't interfere with our business, right?" Mammon questioned, pating the dust away from his cloak.

"We'll still have to figure out a way to get her spirit out of Captain's body though." Fran pointed out.

"We can figure that out later, let's take care of the peasant's brother first." Bel pointed a knife at the only Fiancata in the room who is still standing.

"Now," Xanxus pointed his pistol at Settentrionale. "it's payback time."

A/N: Sorry for the super late update, you guys! I know I'm the one to blame but please still have some hope in this story until it ends okay? I don't want this story to leave a bad impression on the readers! *bow Gokudera-style N-times*

Once again, thank you all for sticking with this story for so long. I really had a great time writing, even though I keep having a hard time every now and then...

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