DSM 10

I'd like to say right now that I know the Fair Lady, Quelara, has her eyes closed, but I remember, and I swear I either heard or read, that she's blind, so I just figured instead of having her eyes closed all the time I'd just get that outta the way.

But the general vibe is that people are for the whole 'get them off the spiders' thing. Which is wizard of you all, be proud for being wizard people.

Start

"…" Menma silently stared ahead of him, his newest 'friend' standing next to him, her arms crossed as she examined him.

"How did she get like this?" Was his question, he voice sombre and low.

"She took all the poisonous puss from her underlings into herself, Quelara always was the selfless one." Answered Quelaag.

"Is there any way to…I dunno 'fix' her?" He asked his red eyes shifted slightly upwards to meet Quelaag's, who merely sighed and shrugged.

"Truly I do not know. Humanity seems to heal her body, for short periods anyway. She is a Firekeeper. I am unaware if this is linked or perhaps just coincidence but there is that, Kirk, one of her followers regularly invades the worlds of others in hopes of gathering enough Humanity to restore her to health. I am still weary of his intentions." Said the Witch, idly rubbing her chin in thought.

"Means to an end I suppose." Were the soft words of the Uzumaki, whilst he preferred to just gather it off his slain foes, Hollows and such, he could see the method Kirk was after, it was much quicker to over-power a fellow Undead whom may be 'packing'. "I may be able to help her, at least a little. If you'll allow me to do so." Said Menma.

"And how does thee intend to do such?" Was the highly sceptical question of the woman.

"A seal I made when I was younger, I was sickly when I was little, quite a lot. It purges harmful bacteria from the body, and kills off sickness; I could use a Power Seal to increase its potency so it could start getting rid of all the poison in her. Then I'd need to spend a little time trying to figure out how to get her separated from that spider, it's killing her slowly, being attached to a corpse isn't exactly a healthy thing." Menma rubbed his chin as he contemplated how such a feat could be done.

"And thee would do such a thing, for what purpose, what does thou wish in return?" Putting aside the numerous question his words brought to her mind, if these 'Seals' could help Quelara,

"I dunno. Nothing really. I don't really need anything, having someone else to talk to would be enough for me; it gets pretty lonely out there." Admitted the Uzumaki, shrugging seemingly carelessly. "That and I don't really see why you two should have to put up with them. Call me a bleeding heart but I'm not really one to sit around and let other people get the shit kicked out of them by circumstance if I can help it." Quelaag stared at the Uzumaki as he observed her sister closely.

Certainly he was unique, most, if not all of the inhabitants in Lordran, nay this whole world, would take and take from one another in hopes of prolonging or easing their own existence. He certainly was a unique being.

Menma drummed his demonic fingers along his right bicep as he began pondering how to go about this, "I just realised something…" He spoke suddenly, garnering Quelaag's attention once more. "I haven't even asked her name…" He took a step towards the white haired, petite girl whom was attached to the undoubtedly dead spider, her hands clutched as she, possibly, prayed or something of the like. She, like Quelaag, wore nothing to cover herself, for some reason.

Before Quelaag could inform him of her sisters inability to speak with others he gently placed his hand upon her shoulder, Quelara seemed to notice the action as she raised her head and looked at him with cloudy grey eyes, stared straight forward confusedly, "Quelaag..? Is that you, dear sister..?" Quelara said, her voice croaky, as though each uttered word caused her pain, it more than likely did.

"No." Said Menma immediately he could see the slight tensing in her shoulders, before it relaxed, as though, resigned. Menma assumed it was due to her inability to defend herself in any way. It made him a little sad to be honest, "My names Menma, I'm a new Member of your Covenant, Milady…May I know your name? Your sister and I have been talking and I felt quite rude not asking your name." He asked gently as he could.

The surprise in her cloudy eyes wasn't hard to miss, "You…Can understand me? Not even Kirk can do so…Without his ring. I suppose it's good to hear that Quelaag has company…that makes me quite happy." She smiled, but he could still see the ever present discomfort in her expression, "I am Quelara…It is nice to meet you, Menma. A strange name, I haven't heard any like it before." She noted softly, at the end, looking up to her right as though trying to recall having heard such a name, though the action was quite pointless as she could not see, it was out of reflex, he himself did the same thing when trying to remember things.

"You can understand the Fair Lady?!" Came the startled squawk of Enigyi, Quelara's…Uhh…Main Servant? Door Man? He was something, probably. Maybe.

It didn't really matter what he was Menma's constantly twitching hand to burn him away to keep those, ugh maggot eggs away from him.

Shiver.

Quelaag seemed to barely tolerate the little creature so Menma did the same, looking anywhere but Enigyi.

"Obviously he can, fool." Sniped Quelaag derisively, her arms crossed as she rolled her eyes.

"I'm from somewhere quite far away, Quelara." Informed Menma with a small smile, Quelara's useless, it sounded harsh but they were, eyes fixed on him once more, well his direction anyway. "Quelaag and I were discussing how I may be able to help you, get the poison out of your body. Do I have your consent to attempt such? I promise you no harm will come to you." He swore with utmost sincerity.

"…How are you able to do this?" She asked.

"Seals. Fuinjutsu has the potential to alter the very world itself, but one must know what they're doing, in my family, it's an art passed down through the generations, its literally in our blood to create seals, I know of a few seals that can purge the poison from your body whilst fixing the damage done to you by ingesting all of said poison." Said Menma.

"He is strong. Sister. If his words ring true we may be free of these wretched bodies." Said Quelaag, throwing in her two cents.

Quelara nodded, Menma smiled and Quelaag smirked.

Later

After roughly two hours of seal work the Uzumaki stared at the intricate patterning across Quelara's stomach, once more running his gaze across his work the black haired male mumbled out an affirmative to himself, "Good, it's finished." Brushing off his hands he placed his demonic finger against her abdomen whilst his right hand was brought in front of his face, since she had no chakra network herself he had to do the activating, not that it was that hard but it did require him to do several half-signs to activate, which if done wrong could be catastrophic.

"Fuin." Announced the Uzumaki as the seal activated, it glowed a deep, grassy green as healing energies began to flood into Quelara's body, as this happened the girl slowly drifted off, her body staying ramrod straight but her eyes closing and her shoulders slacking.

"She'll be asleep for a few hours, after that get her something to eat and drink, she'll be fine. It'll take a while for me to get the right formula down to separate you and the spider." Said Menma looking over his shoulder to Quelaag, though her attention was solely focused upon Quelara.

"She hasn't looked so peaceful for many years." Said the sister, her voice a little choppy from emotion. Menma smiled only to feel a tapping at his boot, looking down his smirk shattered as his blank façade rose.

Enigyi held a red scroll up to him, taking the rolled paper from the creature he unrolled it and held it out before him, his mind was invaded as information burned itself into his brain, the scroll suddenly burst into flames and the ashes fell back into Enigyi's hand reforming into a scroll once more, the diminutive servant wiggled away once more.

Chaos Fireball

Menma's head was a little sore from the invasion of the information, "Hmm. Seems like the Witches flame will do you good, now you wield it properly." Commented Kurama as he seemingly observed with mild interest, before sighing. "Bout time. Can you leave now this place is boring."

"I'm on my way out jeeze. I'll admit I'm curious as to why I was given a spell involving Chaos flames if Quelaag was so distasteful of it."

"Obviously that's what one receives as some kind of welcome basket to the covenant. Use your brain boy." Mocked Kurama.

Menma looked at the two sisters, Quelaag gently stroking Quelara's hair as the girl rested, Menma garnered the female spider's attention and gestured that he was leaving waving goodbye she merely nodded and waved him off, her attention needed elsewhere.

"Shunshin No Jutsu." Menma appeared outside of Quelaag's domain and began his short treck back to his teacher.

End

I know, it's much shorter, but I thought I'd just dedicate a shorter chapter to the Witch sisters, I'll make next chapter a little longer to make up for it. Promise.

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