Sorry for the long chapter update but I've made an EXTRA long chapter for all ye loyal fans out there (About 60 people) and we're celebrating 40,000 views so far! Hooray for me! If any of you are wondering where Rosaline has gone, I can say right now that she's just going away to 'work out some things'.
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Naughtbeast
Chapter 36:
Screams came from the dorm of team DRSK, haunting the nights of the others students as they could only imagine the terrors that were happening to the teams that were stuck in there. Miss Goodwich was called by several worried students to halt whatever was going on, so right now she was striding purposely down the corridors towards the sounds of the loud screaming. As she drew closer she could hear the faint and muffled sounds of gunshots and breaking bones and quickened her pace to a run. She made it to DRSK's dorm and slammed the door open with the help of her wand… then struggled to actually comprehend what was going on.
Ruby and Jaune were crying in a corner while screaming at the top of their lungs, Blake was just reading a book, Weiss was relenting the contents of her dinner to the nearest bin and everyone else just seemed to be raptly staring at a screen projected by Demon's robot. The others were all holding video gaming controllers and all shouting at each other in a garbled mixture of insults and commands, all trying to get heard above the din of the game's sound effects.
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!" she demanded, raising her voice as high as she could… yielding little results other than getting Ren to notice her. He walked over and took her outside so that they could talk above the racket.
"Sorry to be a disturbance Miss, we were invited to play video games with DRSK and it spiralled out of control after that"
"For what possible reason could that game make Miss Rose, Mr Arc and Miss Schnee all react in the manner they are now?"
"The only explanation I could have would be because of the game's violent nature…"
"Just how violent is it?"
Ren gestured her inside again and she set her eyes upon the screen that they were playing off… then immediately regretted it. On the screen were monstrosities that were worse than any Grimm she could have imagined and the characters were mercilessly tearing them to pieces with various implements of destruction, ranging from shotguns that would turn them to little more than red vapour, to actually running up to one and tearing its arm off only to use it to beat it to death. The only word she could use to explain it was… brutal.
She bit back the urge to vomit and join the heiress when she saw one of the characters use a chainsaw to carve a human-like thing into two pieces and a shower of blood to coat anything in the immediate vicinity. She was about to say something before Yang's voice rose above the rest, shouting a cry of victory.
"SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE BIG F***ING GUN YOU UGLY BASTARDS!" she yelled, the game screen momentarily changing to a blinding white light before there was literally nothing left other than the death screen for every player other than one.
"You just had to use it didn't you!" Josh complained, throwing his controller on the floor in rage.
"To be fair, you did use that overpowered railgun for a while" Pyrrha reasoned, the girl only agreeing to play because of peer-pressure.
"It's the BFG… there is nothing that can justify using it in the multiplayer!"
Miss Goodwich coughed very loudly and drew the attention of everyone in the room, although not exactly silencing the cries from Ruby and Jaune as well as Weiss' retching.
"Mr Demon, this entertainment is far too violent for me to allow it at this school so I will be confiscating it until a later date when I feel you deserve it back…"
Her decree was met with groans from just about everyone playing, until they were silenced by a scowl from Miss Goodwich. Demon reluctantly taking out the game from the port that was linked to the spectre's projection optics and handed it over, Miss Goodwich taking it and walking off back to her office to get some sleep.
"Well that sucks… it didn't really help that you got the extra-violent version from the developers that was banned on Earth… although you probably scarred Ruby and Jaune for life now…" Tempest added, walking back over to the rucksack he had brought back from Demon's pod. "Although there is another game I've been wanting to play for a while… it's called Titanfall"
He threw the case over to Demon who looked it over for a second before throwing it back, Tempest frowning… then getting hit in the head by a brick.
"Nah, it sounds terrible anyway and we should probably get back to bed, It's nearly 1am… it'll take some time to calm down Ruby and Jaune after that… I think Weiss' already been taken care of"
Demon gestured to the unconscious form of the Ice Queen as she lay on the floor in a puddle of her own vomit. Everyone agreed so RWBY and JNPR left, Yang having to carry Ruby out and Pyrrha doing the same for Jaune. Weiss was left where she was until Demon actually had the decency to pick her up and carried her back to RWBY's dorm after they literally forgot about her. He carefully set her down, bid them adieu and went back to his pod, taking his armour off then lying down on the couch and falling to sleep. It was the finals for the Vytal festival tomorrow and he was going to need all the sleep he could get.
[About 3 hours later…]
Demon was sleeping peacefully… until he was rudely awoken by the blaring of an air-horn in his ear.
"WHAT THE HELL!" he shouted as he fell off the couch and face-planted, his helmet pushing against his nose and fogging his vision as he breathed heavily into it.
"GET UP! It's time for training!" Tempest roared in his ear, picking Demon up off the floor and shoved a massive set of weights into his arms. Demon struggled to hold them and dropped them on his foot, nearly breaking them, then stumbled back in pain.
"THE HELL IS THIS!" Demon shouted back, opening his eyes to see Tempest and Yang standing in front of him with smiles as big as the Cheshire Cat's, rays of dawn's light nearly blinding him showing that it was only around 4 in the morning.
"This, my brother, is a little thing that I like to call Semblance training and it's a tried and proven method!" Yang announced, standing proudly as she wore her usual gear with her hair tied in a ponytail behind her. Demon stood up and brushed himself off, walking over to his armour rack and beginning to put his gear on.
"No need for that! You'll be doing this with just your normal clothing!" Tempest announced, taking his armour off again and handing him some training gear.
"My armour is my normal clothes…"
The two gave him the biggest 'no shit' look then shoved him into the back of the pod, giving him some privacy so he could change, then he walked back out wearing short khaki pants, a red headband and sneakers.
"You could have given me a shirt!" he said, scowling at Yang as she stole glances at his chest.
"Well, I just wanted to give the other girls a look at the merchandise and to give you more reason to use your semblance!"
"The other girls?"
Yang just smiled and took out Ember Celica, cocking back the chambers and readying herself for combat.
"You have 10 seconds before I pummel you into oblivion so you better run!"
Demon tried to look to Tempest for help… only to see him holding the massive nuclear rocket launcher… with a shell chambered. With a big sigh, he burst through the door of the pod and began sprinting as fast as possible. He barely made it a hundred metres before the trademark sounds of Ember Celica firing sounded and he had to dodge to the side to avoid two pellets hitting him in the back.
He turned to see Yang smiling as she sprinted after him, Ember Celica firing as fast as possible, with Tempest close behind with a massive smile on his face as the barrel of the rocket launcher slowly began glowing, indicating that it was charging the round. Formulating a plan to avoid the two powerhouses and settled with turning into the dorm corridors to dissuade them from at least using guns… the only problem was that he saw Yang crack a smirk as he did.
Ignoring it, he continued down, trying to be as silent as possible as to not wake the occupants… but failing miserably as Yang practically shouted as loud as possible to wake absolutely everyone. One by one, the doors behind him began opening as the teams inside were woken by the racket, only to see Demon running past in nothing but pants and shoes.
"YOU BASTARD!" he yelled back, hearing the raucous laughter of Yang as she continued to chase him through the corridors… then came the worst part when he accidentally ran around the wrong corner and ran into the line for the early morning showers… the girl's showers…
Oh… shit…
He stopped dead in his tracks and hoped that none of them had heard him… only for that thought to be absolutely destroyed when one yelped in surprise and pointed wildly at him and all the others spun round to face him.
"PERVE!" one shouted, half of them turning red with anger while the other half blushed furiously at seeing him without a shirt.
"It wasn't my fault!" he argued, raising his hands in defence and slowly walking backwards.
"Sure it wasn't!" Yang shouted from behind him "GET THE PERVE!" she jeered.
Just had to do this didn't you…
Demon quickly backtracked and tried to use his semblance, only to find he could focus or even hold his breath for more than a second with the cries of bloody murder ringing out through the halls and having to dodge shots from weapons behind him because apparently the girls keep their weapons on them at all times, even when going to take a shower.
Is that a bloody minigun!
He pulled out a stim needle that he always kept on him and stabbed it into his thigh, feeling the adrenalin pumping through his veins. He was coming up to Yang who wore a smile that was impossibly massive and he wall-ran for a few metres to avoid the lethal punches sent his way from the brawler, then continued sprinting at full-boar to try and out-run the others. He was going pretty well, then Ruby sped up to catch up with him using her semblance.
"Why are we running?" she asked, running alongside him and not even breaking a sweat to keep up with his ridiculously fast pace.
Ahhhh… the beauty of blissful ignorance…
"You're too young Ruby, but just know that they all want to kill me…"
"Why is that?" she continued, turning around so she was running backwards yet still keeping pace.
"They think I'm a perve because I didn't wear a shirt and because they were all lining up to go to the shower…"
"What's a perve?"
"Promise me one thing Ruby… never grow up…"
"Will do!" she cheered, stopping and standing in the middle of the hallway while facing the tide of his attackers. "I'll hold them off!"
He ran past the corner and heard a shout coming from Ruby, smiling as he found she wasn't so innocent as before.
"SUN'S WORKING OUT IN THE GYM!"
A couple of squeals echoed through the hall and Demon turned to find only about half of the girls were chasing him. With a smile, he found he was running through the hallway where his dorm was, busting through the door and startling the two occupants. Demon was slightly confused to see Rosaline back after so long but he ignored it and continued, smashing through the window without even giving an explanation.
As the glass smashed, he looked down below and the three story drop down, paling a bit. It wasn't because of the drop; he'd done bigger… it was sadistic smile of Tempest that made him pale a bit. He was standing in the middle of the courtyard with the rocket-launcher glowing a deep blue and was tracking Demon through the sights, the grin of a killer sprawled across it. Demon hit the ground in a sprint and continued running straight at Tempest, hearing the heavy sounds of boots hitting the ground as the people chasing him dropped to the ground.
Eh… time to end this…
He activated Nicolai with a thought through his neural network and set his sights on Tempest… it would hurt if he didn't do this properly. Just as he ran into the range where it was near-impossible for Tempest to miss, the rocket was fired, a streak of blinding blue spinning straight towards him. Taking in a deep breath, he focused on the rocket that was spinning towards him, until eventually time slowed to a crawl and he saw the very air shifting around the rocket. He focused intently on it and released his breath, feeling a spin of nausea again… to find himself holding the rocket by one of its fins.
Time was still at less than a crawl and Demon took a glance at Tempest who was standing there with wild eyes and dropped jaw as he held was holding the rocket. Slowly, he angled the rocket up and released, sending it vertically into the sky like a flare, the time dilation stopping as soon as he released. He took out his Wingman and aimed it right in the trajectory of the rocket and fired, a second later a fiery explosion enveloped the air and blinded everyone in the courtyard.
As it settled, everyone looked for Demon… only to find him standing on the top of Nicolai with said Titan holding a Quad Rocket in each hand and four cluster missile launchers sweeping the crowd.
"Now I don't want to kill any of you, but I will if you every try to hurt me again! Just give me a chance to explain!"
"How can you explain being a perve!" came a shout from the crowd, a girl with a minigun walking forward who Demon recognised to be part of Velvet's team.
"Yang forced me to go shirtless for her damned semblance training and then herded me into your path by firing her stupid shotgun gauntlets!"
"That's not a very convincing argument…"
Shut up Kalazar! It's true!
"Sure…" replied Coco with as much sarcasm as possible. "and that mech thing wasn't stolen from Atlas…"
"IT WASN'T MY FAULT!" Demon responded, getting into Nicolai and taking control. He aimed every rocket straight at Yang and activated the laser targeting, roughly 30 red beams all coming together on the girl. "Yang… if you don't tell them what happened… I will make sure that you're going to be smouldering piece of hair by the end of this…"
Yang stepped back a bit when everything pointed at her and even more when the barrels began glowing red as the rocket motors fired up, beginning the firing process.
"OK!" she conceded, covering her face in case they were fired… then relaxed when she heard them powering down. "Ok, I admit that I made Demon run around school without a shirt… HAPPY!" she shouted back to Demon, growling angrily.
"See… it wasn't my fault!" the Pilot yelled to the assembled mob.
"Yeah… but we're still going to kill you" Coco said, spinning up her minigun and beginning to fire. The other mob members followed suit and very soon there were hundreds of bullet casings clinking to the courtyard floor as Nicolai was peppered with fire.
Oh come on…
[1 hour later…]
Demon was in the middle of using Vanessa to drag the broken and mangled parts of Nicolai's Titan body back to his pod, sitting in an armchair and watching while he nursed his broken legs. The rockets were surprisingly ineffective against the Huntresses, the girls being able to dodge or slash them before they could even detonate and it was only by the fact that they were all cluster missiles that he survived so long. Eventually they had climbed aboard and ripped him out of the cockpit, nearly destroying the entire Titan body in the process, then proceeded to break his legs like twigs.
He had, of course, tried to use his semblance but he found with painful realisation that it must have had some sort of cool-down as no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't activate it. After they were satisfied with level of pain that Demon had experience, they had kinda just left him in the middle of the courtyard until Miss Goodwich happened to stumble across him.
"Mr Demon? What happened!" she cried, running over to him and trying to prop him up.
"Girls…" he muttered under his breath, calling Josh through his helmet. "Hey man, just need your gauntlet or Semblance down here ASAP, just got my ass kicked by at least 20 different people… yes they were girls… yes it was because of Yang… ok, see you soon!"
"Do you need me to do anything, I can call the school's doctor!" Miss Goodwich said, pulling him over so he can sit up against the wall.
"Nah, it's fine… just give me a second"
She left after a while and Demon managed to get Vanessa to deliver an armchair while he waited for Josh to arrive. After almost an entire hour, Josh finally showed up with two bottles of beer in hand. Josh walked over to the resting Demon and handed him a bottle, popping the cap off his own and taking a swig.
"Do I even want to ask what happened?" Josh asked, kneeling down and trying to use his Semblence to heal the legs before giving up after literally a second and activating his gauntlet to fix it.
"Not particularly… it involves Yang, a rocket and leg-breaking" Demon answered, grunting through the pain as his bones moved around to set themselves back together.
"Sure it does… you might want to hurry up with healing through this because your semi-finals match is this afternoon!"
"Finals?"
"Of the Vytal festival? You made it to the last round so if you win this one then you get to go to the finals and then have a chance to win for Beacon…"
"Hmmm… I guess that's pretty cool"
Josh stood up, announcing he was finished with his job and waved off Demon, leaving him to watch Vanessa continue scraping together the debris of the Titan. He stood up, wobbling a bit as his legs were still a bit tender, then made his way back to the pod… he could need to train… and make some modifications.
[Amity Stadium – first 1 on 1 round of the Vytal Festival]
"WELCOME TO THE FIRST ROUND OF THE FINALS!" shouted Port though the loudspeakers, nearly deafening the entire stadium until a loud feedback look was heard and Oobleck's voice interrupted. "Sorry for my associate, as he was saying, this is the first of the finals that will be taking place over the next few days… all the contestants have been paired prior to this fight to ensure there is no skill level difference meaning we get to see more fighting!"
Demon was mostly ignoring the commentary and focused on looking over his weaponry.
"Sharpened Odachi - check, gravity shurikens - check, tow cables - check, Wingman - check, enough ammo to turn this into a sponge homage - check, combat knife - check, armour - check and finally shields - check! Perfect…"
Now… time to assess the enemy…
As he looked for his opponent… he was sorely disappointed. She looked like a first-year student and was wearing light armour that was dyed purple with red highlights, her hair being a slightly lighter shade of purple, holding nothing more than a short sword. She looked like she was only about 5'8'', barely able to reach the bottom of his neck, and her demeanour reminded him much like Ruby. The weird this was that she was surrounded by an entire camera crew and was in the process of getting interviewed, smiling at the camera while the crowd cheered.
Do I get one of those?
He keyed in the number for Yang and called her up, getting an answer a few seconds later.
"Sup bro?"
"Why is there a camera crew swarming that girl and I don't get shit?"
"Awww! Is someone jealous?"
"No…" he deadpanned, glaring into the crowd and finding Yang's ridiculously blonde hair and giving her a death stare. She looked down at him and waved a bit then flipped the bird, Demon rolling his eyes at her antics.
"Well, she is THE top duelling champion from Atlas and she's even better than Pyrrha… she has NEVER lost a competitive match once in her life and let's just say the entire crowd loves her…"
"Well that would explain a lot"
"Shhhh… the match is starting…" she replied, the line cutting out. Demon refocused his attention back to the girl and saw that the camera crew were moving off stage and she was performing a few practice swings with her sword.
"Now to begin!" Port called over the loudspeaker. "In the purple corner we have Yuuki Konno representing Atlas!"
At the mention of her name, the entire crowd erupted in applause and cheers, the girl blushing slightly and doing mock kisses. Literally everyone was holding signs or flags that said 'GO YUUKI!' on them and people wore what looked like purple hair extensions.
Seriously?
"And in the other corner we have… Demon representing Vale!"
[Insert Cricket noises here]
The entire stadium went silent, all except for the one person who didn't notice that fact.
"GO DEMON!" shouted Jaune from the audience, standing and pumping his fist in the air… until Yang hit him in the side and pulled him down after just about everyone in the stadium was giving him the death stare.
This is… seriously sad! Is there no-one else out there who would actually bet on me winning?
"Before the match begins, we would like to bring up the betting tabs for the fight. The odds are 1,000,000:1 in favour of Yuuki to win!" Oobleck announced, Demon just face-palming. Well at least he put in a 5 lien bet on himself to win.
"READY!" Port shouted, breaking the silence and making the two combatants ready themselves. Yuuki dropped into a low attack stance, holding her sword out to her side and having her hand up as if she would grab his sword. Demon drew his odachi and swung it to full length and channelled his aura through it, igniting the blade in a blaze of burning red flame.
"Good luck little girl!" Demon shouted over the din of the crowd, setting his stance so that his chest was parallel to her, his odachi held in a one-handed vertical grip aimed straight at her and his other hand was held an inch above his Wingman pistol. If she attacked then he could block with his odachi and engage in melee, while if she went on the defensive he would nail her with the pistol.
"Straight back at you big fella!" she replied, smiling what seemed to be a genuine smile and holding up the peace symbol with her two fingers.
"SET!"
Demon observed her with a hawk's eye (pun intended) to predict where she was going to strike from, seeing that her eyes were definitely focused on the hand he held his odachi in. He slightly adjusted his stance so that his odachi was now diagonal across his chest and her posture reacted accordingly, mirroring his.
"GO!"
Demon threw himself forward, activating his stims and parkour-kit as he did while slashing diagonally for where Yuuki was… the only problem was that he didn't hit her. At the last second, she was thrown backwards like some mystical force had pushed her, landing gracefully a few metres away from him.
"Missed me!" she taunted, Demon throwing himself forward at blinding speeds… only to his thin air once again. She gracefully bounded around the arena with a smile fully set on her face while Demon continued to slash, a trail of fire following his every sword-stroke to only succeed in coming a mere centimetre from her every time. As he slashed for what seemed like the hundredth time, he finally saw how she was avoiding his attacks… a pair of wings that would appear moments before he hit and push her away from his strokes.
He stopped trying to hit her and stood stock still in the centre of the arena, tracking her movements while he slowly retrieved his sheath from his back and held it in his off-hand, not yet shifting it into its chaingun form.
"Are you going to fight or continue running like a dainty little butterfly?" he shouted, causing her to stop and look back.
"Ok then, I'll fight… I just wanted to give you a chance to start off with" she jeered, earning a massive cheer from the crowd. Demon set up a prepared fighting stance and got ready to block her first strike… as long as he did that, he could go on the offensive once she got close and ruin her day.
She looked at him with a glint in her eyes and as he observed her movements… she suddenly vanished. He was about to go looking for her but the question was answered when he felt his entire body being hit with the force of a train and was sent flying back, nearly out of the arena.
What the hell was that?
He looked up to see that his aura was already 1/3rd down and his shields were already smashed into nothingness, Yuuki standing a few paces away from him with a smug grin.
"What… don't have the guts to finish it?" he taunted, swallowing his spit and getting up and holding his odachi in a defensive position again. She laughed and then disappeared, Demon being hit once again and was knocked back so that he was hanging onto the ledge of the arena by a single hand, having to drop his sheath to grab hold.
Well there goes the chaingun…
Yuuki calmly sauntered over and bent over to address him. Demon looked over to see that his aura was dangerously close to red-barring.
"How you going?"
"Oh you know… just hanging around…" he replied, causing the girl to giggle a bit. She ignored the joke and stood up, drawing her sword to point it vertically down and then stabbed… although this time it was her that didn't hit anything. Demon released at the last second and fired a grappling hook onto her shoulder, grabbing onto her and hanging just out of reach so her sword couldn't hit him.
"You either sacrifice yourself or throw your sword… either way you're going down" Demon jeered, flicking his odachi down to half-size, cutting out the flames and putting it on his back using the bandolier of bullets as a make-shift sheath.
She didn't respond but tried to cut the wire, only succeeding in creating sparks and blunting her blade. Demon was tempted to laugh but didn't quite want her to go all-out as he was still getting into his battle mind-set. She pulled her sword arm back and her blade started glowing a deep purple sheen, blindingly bright sparks flying off.
Demon paled a bit and flicked his left arm up and aimed underneath the platform… if he was going to survive this then he needed to do something stupid. Just as she stuck forward and managed to sever the cable, he fired a gravity shuriken into the arena floor, letting the energy pull him underneath before activating the magnets in his boots to keep him attached after the effects wore off.
Yuuki had watched his face as he fell and turned to the crowd, jumping up and down excitedly at her victory… but after a few seconds she realised she never heard the bell timer ring. Her thoughts were quickly ruptured as Demon slammed into her side with a foot that felt like a pile-driver, causing her to spin halfway across the arena before hitting the ground with a VERY audible thud. The entire audience went silent, Port and Oobleck not even thinking of a pun they could use at the time.
Yuuki slowly pushed herself up off the ground, holding her head in her hands to try and fight back the vertigo, then slowly turned her head to face Demon with her ever-present smile plastered on.
"That was fun!" she cheered, readying her sword to attack "Now I'm going to have to go all-out!"
"Well you won't be able to do much with that!" Demon responded, gesturing to her weapon. When she looked to see what he was getting at, she understood why. Instead of her normal short sword, she held the sheath for Demon's odachi, turning back to see he was holding her sword. She couldn't even think of any possible ways he could have gotten it but she dismissed the fact, a fact of determination crossing her demeanour… she would not lose this. Just as she was about to start formulating a plan, she saw her sword clatter to the ground in front of her.
"You get that back, as long as you will go all out… fighting someone who isn't even fighting back is not even worth the effort"
She didn't say anything but nodded in return, picking up her sword and getting ready to fight, throwing back his sheath in return. Demon grabbed it mid-air and slung it over his back, sheathing his odachi through the holder and readying his fists in a brawler's stance.
"I thought you were going all-out?" she questioned, vaguely hearing the cries and complaints from the crowd.
"I am… I barely know how to use that sword and the only other weapon I have is my chaingun and pistol, both of which would be completely ineffective against your speed" he explained, blocking out everything else as he focused on her, slowing his breathing… then waited.
She nodded and drew back her sword, aiming the point straight at Demon, then it began glowing a blinding purple once again, her face screwed tight in concentration.
Ummm, Kalazar… you wouldn't mind helping me out here?
"Hehe, nope… You're on your own for this, I just want to watch as you get your ass kicked by someone half your age… on second thoughts, however, make sure your next hit counts"
Demon concentrated as best he could and watched Yuuki's leg movements, waiting for the right moment so that he could gain the upper hand. He saw her hand slightly twitch and her shoulders fold back a bit, indicating that she was probably using her wings.
"MOTHER'S ROSARIO!" she shouted, dashing forward at incredible speeds, intent on taking down Demon and ending the fight. As soon as she did, he held his breath and focused intently, time slowing to a crawl. When it finished slowing down, he saw Yuuki barely a metre from him with her sword pointed straight at his chest.
His thoughts shifted to an attack strategy and red marks slowly began appearing throughout the greyed world around him. He released his breath and everything in the next second couldn't even be seen by the audience. All they had seen was Yuuki dashing towards Demon who didn't even move to avoid the blow… then the real fighting began.
As Demon released his breath, he was teleported forward and slightly to the left, avoiding her sword, then punched her square in the gut, a strange black flame engulfing his fist as it hit and transferring to her in a strange wave. Before he could even revel in the victory, the sword was spinning around again threatening to end the match, even though time was still meant to be slow. He prolonged his semblance and busted ducked low to avoid the slash, punching her again straight in the gut. She still didn't seem to be even phased as barely a second had passed and another thrust was sent for his chest. Using his off-hand he grabbed the blade of the weapon and guided it slightly to the side, kicking out with his foot and hitting her square in the chest for the third time.
Demon was having trouble holding onto his semblance any longer, grey smoke clouding his vision and masking everything around him, so he released his breath and watched as the world slowly sped up. As it did, Yuuki swung around again, this time aiming for Demon's head, although the Pilot still had the advantage. With much effort, he dived beneath the blade and swept out his legs, knocking Yuuki's from beneath her, then sent a massive uppercut straight at her body as it fell.
Time came back to normal and the effects of Demon's attack finally came into light. She was sent at least 20 metres into the air, rocketing out of the grey smoke that had covered the two's battle. Just before she could come down, Demon jumped straight up, using his grappling hook to latch onto the floating lights and pull him up further, before releasing and falling straight back down at Yuuki. He punched he straight in the back and sent her slamming into the ground, hearing the metal bend and warp as a small crater was formed… as well as the massive THUD that Yuuki made when she was hit.
Demon landed on the metal platform and collapsed as well, completely worn out from using his semblance and felt his heart shudder and pulse incorrectly under the strain. He tilted his head over to where Yuuki was and saw that she was propped up on her sword, struggling to get up.
Damn… how did she survive that?
He looked over at the Aura metre… both of them were on 16. She pushed herself up so that she was now standing as straight as she could, her knees wobbling under the strain and effort to do so. The entire stadium erupted in cheers and shouts as they urged her on, the girl smiling as she heard the support… until a single shot rang out silencing everyone. Yuuki felt something hit her back… then the buzzer sounded. She looked up to see that her aura was now at 10… while Demon's was at only 2 points above.
Nearly losing it there, she turned around and stared down Demon, seeing him lying on the ground with his left hand half-heartedly holding his pistol while the other hand nursing his chest as it was rising up and down fast. Tears filled her eyes for the first time in many years as the revelation truly came do dawn… she had lost. The voice coming over the speaker only confirmed it.
"And… the winner is Demon… of Vale" Port said over the speaker, almost sounding as if he didn't want to say it. Yuuki fell to the floor on her knees, putting her head in her hands and wept… until she felt a cold and heavy hand fall on her shoulder.
"Are you alright?" she heard, looking up to see the mask of her opponent looking down at her with those never-changing eyes that resembled those of a Nevermore. She wiped away her tears and nodded, Demon stepping back and holding out his hand which she graciously accepted and got up with his help, Demon pulling her arm over his shoulders to steady her.
"Thanks for the fight by the way… I haven't felt that alive for a long time"
"You looked like you were going to die a second ago…" she sniffled through tears.
"Truly living is standing on the verge of death and staring it in the eye" he quoted, watching as she cracked a small smile, although it was nothing like at the beginning of the battle. He had to admit she looked a lot like Ruby despite the longer hair and he had no doubt that she would be just as lively normally.
They hobbled off to the side stage where Demon saw RWBY, the Angels and Kira waiting for him as well as what he assumed were Yuuki's team.
"THAT WAS SO COOL!" Ruby squealed as she warped right into him and nearly knocked him over.
"Slow down there, I just got the crap beaten out of me by a twelve-year-old, lay off with the hugs there!" he demanded, prying Ruby off him but the girl still clung to his arm. Yuuki punched him in the arm for the comment then went off to talk with her team.
"How did you do that!" Weiss questioned, still not believing that he had won.
"It was a combination of badass-ness, underestimation by my opponent… and a VERY broken semblance" he explained "Seriously, I don't even know how anyone can survive that"
"Pffft, you try fighting against me with that and you'll sorely regret it!" Yang challenged, showing off a grin as usual.
"Yeah sure, enough with the banter, I need to get some rest before my body collapses into a coma… again"
They all nodded and walked out of the arena, although before he could leave, Demon was stopped by Yuuki.
"Hey, great match out there and I was wondering if there is anything I could do to make it up to you for not trying in the beginning…" she muttered, sounding slightly embarrassed to say it.
"Hmmm… the only thing I could think of would be if I could get your autograph for my sisters. They're big fans"
"Sure…" she agreed, taking out a pen to sign with.
"Not with a pen… something more memorable" Demon said, taking out his combat knife and showing it to the girl. She seemed to get the general idea and took out her own sword, taking in a deep breath then slashing her own blade across the knife and continuing with a few more. Ten seconds later she stepped back and nodded at her work, sheathing her sword, smiling, then walked off.
Demon looked down at the knife and smiled. Neatly carved into the blade was the words Yuuki Konno with a tiny love heart next to it, Demon marvelling at the artistic nature that she had carved it in, even though she had done it with her sword. He sheathed it and took off after his friends, catching back up to them just as the Bullhead was about to leave.
"Took your sweet time didn't you!" commented Tempest, currently sharpening the blades on the top of his shotguns.
"Just grabbing a small souvenir from the fight…"
He took out the knife and threw it over to Ruby who hastily caught it and looked over the blade. She was speechless after she saw what was on it and only managed to succeed in spurting out a muffled 'thanks' to Demon before clutching it to her chest while smiling profusely.
"Are you buying my sister's affection!" Yang accused, glaring him in the eyes.
"NO! That is just rude that you think I would ever do that to her… I'm simply buying my half-sister's affection"
She narrowed her eyes again and punched him lightly on the shoulder before going back to a conversation with Weiss. Demon leant back in the bullhead and went to sleep… but not before I final thought entered his mind.
Wasn't I supposed to meet up with that Deathstalker Araksa… aww Shit…
