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Chapter 16

It took some time but they managed to gather all of the demons angry enough to go against their master. They liked Mephisto better, were fascinated by him or some simply saw more benefit for themselves in this fight. There were also a few crazy ones, simply looking for a bloodbath. Rin observed them curiously, sitting in the shadows with Shin. Appearances varied greatly, from handsome human-likes to horribly shaped beasts. It was easy to tell what was driving them. Those completely in love with Mephisto glanced towards him with longing or followed him like lost puppies. Shin snorted seeing such behavior but felt a little hypocritical as well – after all just when he met Rin he was the same, until he composed himself and took a different approach. The beasts, whose bodies were big, strong and just plain ugly, moved restlessly from one place to another, waiting for a fight or even trying to start one now, no matter with whom. The more political ones, stood on the sides, exchanging comments and whispered plans. The way they held themselves, head high, chin up, the posture full of dignity, reminded Rin of some important persons, too smitten with themselves. Yet, most of them were handsome, with a cunning smile and lean bodies.

"Strange lot, aren't they?" Shin murmured, looking around just as Rin had. "Humans usually think all demons are the same, bloodthirsty creatures, ugly and without a character." He snorted, looking back at Rin. "This is far from the truth, isn't it? As much as I would like to say the same and hate them all without a second thought, it's obvious they are all individuals, just like humans are."

Rin had to nod at that comment. When he thought about demons, either he saw ones like Mephisto – loving to cause mischief or those ugly creatures he had to kill, so they won't hurt anyone else. Yet, coming to Hell provided him with a more complex image of them. Demons, angels, humans. He sighed. When it comes down to it, it's all about lack of mutual understanding and wish for power. Satan only wanted to rule, demons wanted to have their pleasure, whatever it may be, and humans? Humans probably only wanted to be left in peace. Same could be said about the angels.

After explaining their plans and making sure everyone understood their role, Mephisto gave them all a deep bow, hat in hand and left on his own mission, smirk on his face. No matter how much Rin was finding him irritating, he hoped the stupid clown would survive.

They agreed to wait until sunset. If Mephisto wasn't back then, they would try the angel girl's plan. They spread their army around, silently, trying to sneak around as quickly as possible. Then they waited.

Rin hated to wait. He liked action! He preferred to jump head first into unknown. All this planning and patience... it wasn't for him! Buzzing with energy, he fidgeted. Shin laid his hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down. Amaimon wasn't acting any better, he wanted to fight! He wanted blood and destruction! He was also worried for his brother and he didn't know how to cope with such emotions. Usually he just exploded. If he took long enough to glance around, he would discover that everyone was just as nervous.

Sun moved slowly, not minding all the glares impatient demons were sending it's way. Hours tickled by and yet nothing happened. There were no commotion coming from the castle, no sounds of fighting or even arguing. The guards stood as they did before, not exchanging rumors or any words at all. The atmosphere was tense. Any minute someone could snap at the pressure.

It was close to the deadline. The held their breath. Anastasia silently moved towards Rin and Amaimon, getting ready to execute their backup plan. They could only hope it will get them inside and show the way for the army to follow. The surprise will be theirs.

A loud explosion interrupted their preparation. Guards moved in a frenzy, trying to determine what was happening. Smoke was enveloping the castle and another explosion added to it. Forgetting their elaborate plan, they acted. It seemed Mephisto wasn't able to lie his way out.

Using the confusion and idiocy of the guards who simply lead them inside – as they tried to reach their master, they lifted the illusion, that keeping everyone from seeing the entrance. Moments later they got attacked. Second later their blood seeped through the marble floor. Demons roared with glee, bathing in the blood and smearing it on the walls. Amaimon laughed along with them, jumping in the middle of the fight, crazed by the smell and taste of blood which flown in the air.

Rin moved swiftly as well, Shin close behind him. He avoided fighting for as much as he could, using his flames only when necessary, not waiting to gain their attention. He used a dagger more often and along with Shin they made a beautiful pair, looking like they were dancing, silvery slashes gleaming in a low light of the castle candles.

Anastasia was the only one who took a step back seeing the fight. She knew it wouldn't be pretty, but nothing – nothing prepared her for such gore. Demons, lost in their blood-lust, were jumping all around the place in a frenzy, cutting and stabbing and laughing. She spotted Amaimon in this mass of limbs – attached and not so anymore – and couldn't help but whimper. He was nothing like before. Where was her cute, ranting nonsense prince? The Earth King, who blushed around her and let her cuddle up his side? There was only a monster in front of her, one crazy enough to laugh as blood dripped down his face, to grin like a maniac while ripping the insides of another demon. She knew of his nature, so why was she so shocked? She felt tears flooding her eyes. Suddenly, their eyes locked.

Amaimon jumped in the air, slashing with his extended, sharp nails at his opponent. He loved the pain he caused. When blood hit his face he laughed some more and licked it off the corner of his mouth. The metallic taste only added to his excitement. He made another graceful dodge and ripped the arm of the demon who tried to take a swing at him. Tossing the useless limb aside he moved to kill the beast when he met the angel girl's eyes over the monster.

Shock. Pain. Betrayal. Tears. She looked so small and lost, like she knew the monsters under her bed were real and going to eat her. The blood-lust eased from his mind and he lost his crazy grin. His eyes weren't shining with glee anymore. He scared her. He made her cry. It wasn't something he ever wanted! In a blink of an eye, he moved away from the battle, from his beloved destruction and his favorite taste of blood. He was at her side in an instant.

She was confused when suddenly he appeared in front of her. Startled, she took a step back, tears overflowing her eyes. Looking at him, she realized he wasn't going to hurt her. His eyes weren't crazy anymore.

Seeing her so afraid of him made something in his chest painful. Was she going to hate him now?

"I..." What was he supposed to tell her? Was he about to apologize for his very nature? To the girl he barely knew? Stupid!

The two of them stood there, oblivious to the fight that took place just a few meters away.

Rin jumped over another dead body and finally reached a big throne room, the one which got destroyed earlier. Another explosion came from there. Looking back, he noticed that along with Sin, his father Shiro followed him. Taking a deep breath, they sneaked in.

Satan looked completely different than Rin imagined him. He was a handsome man, tall with black hair framing his perfect face. He had horns, slightly curled up. And he was all blue flames, like his body was made of them. He stood proudly, a smirk on his face. And in front of him was Mephisto, panting like he just run a marathon, his legs shaking. He was the one making explosions, using his devil magic to injure Satan. He only succeed in giving him small wounds.

Before any of them could react, Satan attacked. He was so quick it was a blur and his flames were deadly. No one could do anything and Mephisto felt his strength leaving him, too weak to dodge.

Rin watched with terror as his headmaster fell, blue flames burning him. He screamed and Rin never thought someone as strong as him could make such a pained noise. The flames left and he saw him falling slowly, the body hitting the floor with a dull thud.

"You thought I would let you lie to me, my dearest son? You thought you were so clever to make me do what you wanted?" Satan sneered down at him and kicked his side. A pained moan was his answer. At least he was alive but it seemed not for long. Those gaping wounds were horrible and deadly. He aimed another kick when suddenly someone run past Rin, pushing him aside. With a gasp, he realized Amaimon just jumped towards Satan, his teeth bared.

They stood in front of each other for a long while, not minding the fight. Finally, she sighed. What was she thinking, that she could tame a demon, a son of Satan, the Earth King? That she could make a puppy out of a beast? She looked away, disappointed. Amaimon growled low in his throat and jumped towards her.

"No!" He snarled, catching her shoulders. Scared for real now, she looked up into his eyes. "Please! Don't be afraid of me. I can't stand it! I know I'm dense but even I can see you don't like me acting like I just did. Just say a word... one word and I will try and stop it." He begged her and her eyes widened. Was he serious? He would change his very nature for her? Was it even possible for two souls, so different as theirs, to want to join so much even though the other was still a mystery? She nodded at him and felt his touch relax.

"I am a demon. You have to accept that." He warned and she nodded again. Words weren't necessary anymore. Her soul sang for him and his answered. Why, how – it didn't matter. What mattered, was his face, still bloodied but not scary anymore, his smile, a little bit mad but not crazy with malice and his eyes, shining softly not like they did in the middle of the battle. And then, his lips, so soft against hers, so unsure and afraid... she knew she would never regret getting send to Hell again. She kissed him back, gently not to scare him. His blush was as adorable as before.

Their little moment got interrupted by a scream. No, it wasn't a sound she heard but she knew something happened when he suddenly jerked away from her. He could hear his brother screaming in agony, not through his ears but thanks to the bond they shared.

"Brother! I'm sorry, I need to go!" He apologized and run, through a dead center of the fight, yet no demon could stop him. She just stood there, like a lost little girl she felt, hoping her knight would come back after slaying the monsters. She was grateful everyone was too preoccupied to notice her.

The fight continued. After a few minutes, she felt a pulse from someone. She realized it was Amaimon, she could feel him through her angel's spell. She run after him, without a second thought. The demons, who tried to attack her, fell down from her sword, the blood which covered her, didn't even make her flinch. She had to get to him! Before it was too late even for the little magic she had left to work.

Rin felt like a hopeless observer, watching a predetermined scene unfold and not being able to do anything. Mephisto laid there, broken, bleeding and dying. And Amaimon, who attacked in a furry, managed to only lay one good hit at Satan, catching him by surprise. But that was about it and in a blink of an eye Amaimon fled through the air, hurt. Satan laughed at him.

"How cute, you came to the rescue? I believe you are in need yourself."

Not being able to watch any longer, Rin's demonic powers took over. With a snarl, he jumped and managed to block the blow intended for his brother. His whole frame was burning with blue flames. Shin looked at them in awe. Blue clashing with blue, power with power. He realized he couldn't do anything, not anymore. Movement from Shiro woke him up from his hopelessness.

"I know we won't be able to fight right now but we should at least try to take Mephisto and maybe even Amaimon out of here." He whispered, moving quickly towards his fallen friend. With Satan occupied, they took hold of the body and gently moved him towards the far end of the throne room. He was bleeding some much they clothes got soaked. Shiro was afraid he would die any minute. Applying any of the devil magic he somehow gained in Hell, he tried to heal him.

Rin jumped out of the way as another deadly flame rushed towards him. Slashing with his sword, he send his own flame and Satan only laughed at this.

"There, there, little son. You should know you are too weak to play with daddy." He seemed to be having fun. He wasn't injured or tired. His smirk was as annoying as it could get.

Rin screamed when a blow hit him. His shoulder exploded in pain and he lost his footing. He felt himself falling and he knew the moment he'd hit the floor it would be over. Satan grinned at him. Seconds slowed down, everything seemed to wait for his brain to catch up. With a quick decision, he spread his wings.

It was worth it, even though he lost the element of surprise later on, Satan's face as he glanced at his wings, at his opponent suspended in the air before him, was priceless. With him still in shock, Rin dived to slash at his chest. Blood, horrible, ugly, black blood seeped out of the wound as Satan was finally made to take a step back. Combining his devil flames with a light he possessed seemed to be the trick. Satan could bleed so he could die as well. With the tables turned, it was Rin's time to smirk. With powerful hit of his wings, he attacked again.

No one noticed a small figure of a graceful girl entering the chamber. She fell on her knees besides an unmoving body and her hands glowed with very dim light. Wounds closed slowly on the man chest but it seemed her powers were at the end.

"Oh please, please just a little more." She begged to no one, seeing her light, her angel powers disappearing before her eyes. She cried out as the last remaining of her wings painfully fell of her bleeding back. This pain was nothing in comparison to the one she felt seeing him so pale and wounded. With a last try, she leaned down and laid a kiss at his still lips.

A last resort. The kiss of an angel, no matter if she lost her powers or not, she had it. Just one. There would be no more and she wouldn't regret giving it to him. The kiss that healed him and bound her to him as well. If he died or was more injured, she knew it wouldn't work. She was just a lowly angel, not an archangel. Like Gabriel. He was the one who could bring back the recently dead, with his kiss. She knew he would never do that as he would be bound to the person he saved, not being able to mate with anyone else. Not even kissing, not touching anyone else besides the one who received the kiss. She wouldn't want anyone else, she thought, brushing hair out of his eyes. Color was returning to his face. The wound was closed. She looked down and watched as he opened his eyes.

"I'm glad you are all right."

"I'm glad you've saved me." He smiled. She couldn't help but smile back, knowing that this crazy demon captured her like non other. And she wouldn't have it any other way.

Author's Note:

Well, I hope you liked the chapter. Amaimon got some love! I wonder if some other character should get some, too? *smirk* wait and find out!

And review please! Nothing else can motivate me as much as your comments!