I AM JUST GOING TO IGNORE THE MOST RECENT CHAPTERS. I ALWAYS THOUGHT TITE KUBO WAS A TROLL. BUT NOW I KNOW WHO THE REAL TROLL IS.
WELCOME KATOU KAZUE TO TROLLDUM. YOU HAVE MADE BLUE EXORCIST TROLL.
On that note, this disclaimer will be awkward. And I apologize for not updating in a while.
And NONE of you guys who voiced your opinion want Yukio ta die.
Hmmm….
That's suspicious…
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Sorry about the constant POV switch.
DICLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN AO NO EXORCIST/BLUE EXORCIST. IF I DID ***** WOULD NOT HAVE ********* *****. OR BE ****.
Chapter 3: Dance with the Devil
"I regret all of it… but…actions cannot be taken back…"
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A group of friend's crowded around one hospital bed, heads slightly bowed, shadows covered their eyes. The dripping of an IV was heard clearly, along with the shallow breathing of the one on the bed.
Yukio Okumura's stomach had been punctured, in two spots, all the way through, and the tip of a sword had just grazed his heart. He had been bandaged, medicated, and was now sleeping. They didn't know if he would wake. His body had also been burned, along with his soul.
Bon, annoyed with the silence, banged his fist on the wall, leaving a dent. Everyone looked at him with sad eyes.
"Damn that demon! He…." Tears started to fall. Everyone looked down again. Everyone from the cram school was there, save for Izumo, who was resting in her own room.
They all felt hopelessly lost. Their friend, he was now a demon. He sided with Satan, left to be with him in Gahenna, and their teacher was in critical condition.
They all listened silently to the faint beep… beep… beep…
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-Rin Pov-
The moment of passing into Gahenna from Assiah stole the breath from me. In Assiah I had felt supported, but now I felt like my insides are floating and a wave of nausea slammed into me.
A tinge of pain swept over my body, and I felt his wings melt, bursting into flame and vanishing into the sky. I watched them go, feeling nothing as they disappeared. My mind was still a haze. I was not quite sure what happened.
A few minutes later, we approached a castle, and a wave or déjà vu crossed me, and was soon replaced with surprise when a bunch of demons rushed at me from all sides ripping off what remained of my uniform.
The cold air of Gahenna hit me and I felt myself shiver. The bloodied demon that had pushed me through the portal ushered my naked, shivering form forward, forward toward the castle, where the cloaked figure from my dreams was waiting.
The man smiled at me from under his hood as we approached.
-Satan POV-
The boy looked lost. He was hunched over shivering, and a dark shadow engrossed his burning eyes giving him a darkened look. His tail dragged.
"I am glad you came. I am aware you know of this conversation already. I was the one who sent you those dreams, to prepare you for right now. Welcome to Gahenna, my son."
Rin looked up at me and clenched his teeth. "I see now that this was inevitable, but I will never forgive you." He spat.
"I'm glad you understand, and I hope you understand you can't ever go back. You are not some half breed anymore, you are completely, and utterly a demon, not a single bit human. Even if you look it at the moment. All part of the masquerade."
Rin's gaze was fierce, not turning away from me. "I know, but I hope you understand I still hate you, and will never stop." He hissed, voice taking on a very demonic feel. It made me shiver with happiness. His hate will forever feed his demonic blue fire.
But that fire was weak at the moment. "You are so full of fire, so, so full of it. But it is fading yes? Aren't you Hungry?" I said, playing with him.
As I mentioned it, it looked as if the pain of Rin's temporarily forgotten hunger returned seven fold. Looking up at me he shook his head, his ferocity fading at the mention of food.
But, He must figure regular food is not for him, right?
I placed my hand on his back, ushering him forward, forward to where his precaptured dinner was waiting.
-Normal POV-
Serena Trusswell was terrified. A normal trip to the supermarket had turned into abduction by aliens, or whatever these things are. At the moment, they were jumping up and down, fighting over a scarf, not paying much attention to her, but she knew it was a matter of time before they got bored, and most likely ended up playing with one of her limbs.
She wasn't an optimist; she knew this was going to end up with her dead. She buried her head in her knees and began to sob.
After an hour of off and on sobbing her eyes red, she was tired and couldn't do much but sleep. It overcame her fast and sudden, and she was sleeping.
Harsh words woke her.
"It looks like she cried herself to sleep you idiots! I told you to get one with a strong spirit and soul you dolts!"
She lifted her head. "Who's there?" she called out, not hearing the actual words called out. She hoped it was someone that was here to help her.
Satan entered the cell he had Rin's first true meal had been held. The boy was in front of him, still naked, but it didn't matter. He would get the boy some clothes after he had eaten.
As he had hoped, the boy's eyes locked on the human, filling with a lustful hunger.
He leaned down and whispered a command into the boy's ear.
"Let instinct teach you how… let it have control…"
Instantly, the boy closed his eyes and he took a deep breath then reopened them, and he began to stride forward with a purpose.
With his demonic instincts in control, Rin could only watch as he took the crying girls arm in his clawed hand and pulled her up to her feet.
He was gorgeous, save for the now drying blood that was on his toned body in parts. His eyes burned with a blue the color of hot fire. He leaned forward and placed his lips on hers.
On the inside, Rin blushed madly on the inside at the Kiss (His first) and began to instantly feel stronger.
Serena also blushed at this random (and naked) boy kissing her, and was confused, then the kiss intensified and she began to feel an irritation in her chest, which turned to an all out burning. When her n her throat began to burn she tried to pull away, but was held there by a strong hand on the back of her head.
The burning intensified as it made her way up her throat and into her mouth, like hell fire charring her from the inside out.
On Rin's end the burning felt good, like hot soup on a very, very cold day. It warmed him up, so he was no longer shivering and color returned to his cheeks.
In the background Satan was laughing hysterically at EVERYTHING. His son, the Girls fear, EVERYTHING. The maniacal evil made him smile and laugh with joy. His son, with the right push in the "Right direction" would make for one of the greatest rulers Gahenna – and Assiah, you can't forget Assiah, - has ever seen.
Soon enough the girl fell to the floor, she was still breathing, but her eyes held nothing that looked close to a soul.
Rin's instincts gave him back control and he peered down at her still breathing form. "What did I do?" he asked calmly.
Satan had calmed down and cleared his throat, placing a black robe over Rin's shoulders.
"You devoured the fire of her soul; her spirit. All that is left of her is her body, and a cold, empty soul. She is merely a doll. Easy to kill, and easy to control. You could dispose of her, or any meal by simply dropping her in Gahenna, I'm sure some lowly demon will make a quick meal out of her."
He kicked the body then. "Or you could keep her as a slave. Having no spirit, and barely a soul, she would do whatever you want or tell you whatever you want. The perfect thing to do your dishes." He said jokingly.
"I have no need for a slave." Rin said emptily, and Satan snapped, signaling for the horde of goblins that had brought her here to jump on her and begin to devour her flesh. She didn't even scream.
Rin on looked, not doing anything.
"I didn't break you, did I?" Satan asked from beside his son, noticing the absence of feeling in his spawn eyes.
"No, I still fucking hate you, but I can tell this is how my life is going to be for a while."
"Forever." Satan said, correcting his son.
Rin sighed. "Forever."
Rin felt betrayed by his friends. They should have trusted him. He didn't mean to stab his brother, he was not in complete control of his senses at the time, but no matter what, it felt like, if the Vatican said something was evil, it was. Even if it was your best friend.
His thoughts shifted to Izumo. He was glad he didn't hurt her. He would never forgive himself if he had.
Yukio… He couldn't forgive himself for hurting his dear brother. He could barely remember, but he was positive his brother had stood up for him. Tried to get the exorcists to hurt him. And what did Rin do? He stabbed him.
By now the Girl, nameless to Rin, was a pile of bones.
"Shall we go now?" The king of all demons said, dragging Rin, by his new elegant horns out of his thoughts.
"Yes."
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"This is your room." Satan said as he pushed open a dark door into a large and surprisingly nice room. It had dank brick halls sure, but his bed was big and fluffy, covered by a blue blanket. A large mirror sat behind the bed on a whole freaking wall, and a door on the right side leading to a bathroom sat open and unlit. A small closet with bland and inhuman clothes was opposite the bathroom.
Rin's eyes were wide. "This. Is. So. Freaking. COOL!" he said seeming more like himself, then he plopped back on his new, comfy bed.
Satan frowned at his son's actions but didn't do anything to voice his distaste.
Rin looked at the ceiling and was surprised to see there was a painting of Gahenna's Red moon. And when he looked closer, he noticed it was the actual moon and he was looking through a large sky roof.
"Oh my god." He said wide eyed.
"We don't say his name here." Satan said sternly to his son who winced.
"Sooory." He said a bit sarcastically before sticking his legs in the air and then pulling them down fast, flinging himself off the bed, and proceeded to check out the bathroom.
"Never expected you to have cool furnishings in Gahenna." He said staring at the hot tub in the bathroom.
"We have suppliers in Assiah."
"Ohh, I see." He said ending the conversation and leaving an odd silence between the two demons.
Satan broke it by stepping forward and placing a hand on his son's shoulder.
"I have a proposition for you, my son."
Rin's eyes narrowed at his father's cold touch.
"And what's that?"
Satan gave the dark haired demon a smile. "How would you like to be a prince of Gahenna?"
"Don't you already have enough of them, like Amimon and Mephisto?"
"No. They are different. The eight kings control their own domain, time, rot, earth, water, spirits, Insects, fire, and light. At the top of them, is me, the king of all demons and Gahenna. I want you to be my prince, help me rule those in Assiah, and if I ever get defeated, not likely, I want to you to take my place, as king of all demons. I'm offering you a position above all of my other sons, to be my successor. What do you say?"
Rin looked down at the ground thinking about it all. If Satan passed on, he would have control of Assiah, and Gahenna, and he could change things.
Without thinking on it anymore, he looked his father in his eyes.
"I will be your prince."