Dance With the Devil

Betrayal Chapter 12

Disclaimer: I own none of the series involved, for if I did there would be a lot more sex.

Kokabiel grinned as he walked forward. "Ah, that look of primal terror, it's been far too long since I've seen someone with that look on their face."

Mittelt glared at the tall being in front of her. "Why? Why are you here?!"

"I told you, thank Jedah Dohma for freeing me from my prison." He chuckled before rushing forward and swinging at Mittelt, only to grin savagely as she blocked his sword slash with a pink sword in one hand and a black sword in the other. "Oh? Your Fallen Angel and Devil magic? To think you'd fall to the Devils."

Mittelt growled at him. "Not the Devils, but to a Hanyou."

Kokabiel sneered before kicking Mittelt away from him, as he watched her eyes bulge and she gasped in pain, he shook his head. "Really? A lowly part-Demon? Even for someone as worthless as you were, that's low."

Mittelt groaned as she landed on her back, but much to Kokabiel's surprise, she used the momentum to flip over and land on her feet. "Maybe so, but unlike you, Ranma took me in and never once made me feel like I was worthless, and even Lord Azazel has apologized for abandoning me."

Kokabiel merely chuckled. "Ah yes, the worthless should be discarded, either by letting them meet their demises to the more worthy or by being eliminated by their superiors. Either way, there's no room in this world for weaklings."

"You're wrong!" Mittelt yelled as a spear that was made up of pink and black energies swirling and melding into a pale yellow color formed in her hands. "Just because someone is weak doesn't mean you should discard them. Just because you don't think they have a use doesn't mean they don't!"

As the spear was launched at him, Kokabiel merely covered his body with his wings and laughed at Mittelt. "Really? You think I'm afraid of a weak, low-level Fallen Angel who threw herself in with lowly Demons?"

When the spear hit his wings and exploded, Kokabiel's eyes widened as he was flung backwards from the surprising force behind the attack which caused him to land on his back.

"Yeah, and I've picked up a few tricks since you last saw me." Mittelt smirked at him. "Besides, you just got knocked flat on your ass from this worthless weakling."

Kokabiel chuckled and got to his feet, his feathers only looking slightly ruffled. "I must say, that's rather impressive. Not many can claim to have caught me off guard even once." Holding up his left hand, several light spears formed above him. "Now, how about we have some fun?" He dropped his hand and the spears rushed forward at Mittlet, who unfurled her wings and flew into the air to avoid Kokabiel's attack. "Ho? You actually managed to get a promotion? How very interesting."

Mittelt held her arms out to the side and several more spears of mixed Devil and Holy magic formed by her sides. "Go back to whatever hole of Hell you crawled out of!" She snapped her arms forward and launched the spears at Kokabiel.

Chuckling, Kokabiel created his own light spears and launched them at Mittelt's spear, causing them to collide in mid-air and explode violently, though harmlessly. "Whatever happened to the little girl who looked at me with such admiration, I wonder? If you had shown this much ability, I wouldn't have given up on you and sent you to kill the Red Dragon Emperor."

"What?" Mittelt's pupil's shrank. "But Lord Azazel..."

Kokabiel smirked at her. "I gave Raynare the order to kill the Red Dragon Emperor should he have a Sacred Gear. The four of you were so pathetic, going off to your deaths so easily."

"But... But why?! The Grigori can't afford to lose more members!"

"I was planning on using it to restart the war." He sighed heavily. "Alas that never came to fruition." Mittelt couldn't believe how sad Kokabiel was sounding at that moment. "No matter how things are looking, the Great Alliance is far weaker than most think. Heaven can't create more Angels, thus once all the Fallen Angels are gone, that's it and only the Devils can continue to increase their numbers easily."

"You're wrong about one thing." Mittelt narrowed her eyes at him. "Heaven can reincarnate humans into Angels now."

"Interesting. I suppose that's one way to do it... Please don't tell me that Heaven will get one hundred forty-four thousand people as new Angels and then stop."

"...Isn't that a reference to the book of Revelations?" Mittelt asked, getting a nod from Kokabiel.

"Glad you remembered that bit." Kokabiel snapped his fingers and multiple spears formed around him, some small, some normal sized and some were large. "Alas, I think it's time for you to go." Pointing his finger at Mittelt, he watched as all the spears converged on the small girl and exploded violently, obscuring his vision. "...How did they explode?"

The next thing he knew, Mittelt was yelling as she rushed him, a pink sword in her hand. Catching it with two fingers, he casually snapped the blade before grabbing her throat with his other hand and squeezed. "Silly daughter, you really thought you could get to me with such a weak attack like that?" He asked as he casually put pressure on her throat, causing her to gag and kick her legs as she struggled to get free. "Tell me, daughter, just why did you have to turn on me? Surely you knew that this would be the end result." He chuckled at her glare. "Yes, go on, glare at me, there's not much else you can...do?" He trailed off as she stopped struggling and started to grin at him. When she opened her mouth, he loosened his grip on her neck. "Just what are you..."

"Die..." She whispered and the next thing Kokabiel knew, she was slamming one of her spears into his body at point blank range.

As the spear turned red, his eyes widened while she grinned at him. The spear flashed for a moment before exploding violently, sending both Kokabiel and Mittelt flying in opposite directions.

Bouncing and tumbling through the air, Mittelt, who was covered in cuts, blood and burns from the explosion, eventually slid to a stop. After a few moments, she shook her head to try and clear the concussion she was sure she was suffering from and looked back at Kokabiel, who wasn't too far away from her, much to her shock, actually hurting.

"You..." Kokabiel gripped at his chest as blood poured out of the wound on his chest. "You've gotten so strong. How?" He was walking with a noticeable limp and he was glaring at her.

Mittelt pushed herself to her knees and glared at Kokabiel as he limped forward. "Because I'm not full of hate and insanity anymore. Because unlike you, I can find joy in life. Because I won't become a monster like you. I refuse to! Even if you're my father, I don't care! I have friends! I have lovers!"

Kokabiel started to chuckle at her. "So did I, it didn't stop me from becoming what I am." His smile was surprisingly gentle as he looked at her.

"But I'm not you. I will never become you! Because you gave up." Kokabiel looked at her in surprise as she forced herself to her feet. "You were the Star of God, one of the best he ever made, but you couldn't hold yourself to His standard, could you? Lord Azazel always said that even if he couldn't ever return to Heaven at least he wanted to do as much good as he could. You?" He coughed as she glared at him. "You gave up. You decided to do nothing but cause harm and despair! And that's why..." Despite hurting, despite bleeding, despite wanting to run away in fear, she stood there, glaring at him and all four of her wings spread out of her back, though one was a Devil's wing and not a Fallen Angel's wing. "I won't become like you. I'm going to go and save my boyfriend. I'm going to have a family with him, and if you stand in my way..." She smirked. "Then I'll treat you like a wall that needs to be punched through."

Kokabiel chuckled softly and shook his head. "No need for that." The mists slowly started to dissipate and Kokabiel started to fade. "You did well, it's too bad you're a Devil now though."

"Whatever." Mittelt scoffed at him. "I got someone who loves me, and when I find out why he betrayed us, we're going to talk." She watched as the mist fully evaporated and Kokabiel's form turned dark before disappearing. "Stupid apparitions."

After all, the real Kokabiel had lost one of his wings when Vali tore it off when the two clashed before. This one had all ten of his wings. "Besides, I doubt I could have hurt him if it was the real Kokabiel."

Seeing a glowing circle form where Kokabiel had been standing, she shrugged and walked towards it.

(-)

"What was that?" Rivezim looked at Jedah, who grinned.

"Apparition forest. To people inside, it creates manifestations that feeds off their memories." He shrugged at Lucifer's son. "Sometimes it's an overwhelming fear, a lost loved one, a possible future or something that the person did in the past that they regret deeply. Really, if I didn't know any better, I'd say that forest was sentient and was warping reality somehow."

The next thing they knew, several bats formed in the room before pooling together and revealing a familiar green-haired, large breasted succubus who was holding an unconscious Akeno, who had her outfit torn in several places, revealing her large breasts and full ass to everyone, in her arms. "Really pathetic." She dropped Akeno to the floor like a sack of potatoes and watched as she bounced and groaned, her bare breasts bouncing with the movement.

Sighing, Jedah snapped his fingers and looked at Euclid. "Get her to a cell somewhere, I don't want to deal with her just yet. And don't do anything to her for crying out loud, I need you for later."

"Yes."

(-)

Looking around, Gasper could have sworn he had been in this place before. The walls were stone and seemingly cobbled together, there were loads of boxes, wooden, metal and even cardboard around him. As he moved around, he gasped as he saw some scribbles on the wall. "This is where I used to hide out when I was being bullied." Frowning softly, the blond half-Vampire wondered how he got here. "There was that teleportation circle, but where did it come from?" Not that he was complaining, it was better than fighting a lava monster after all.

Still, if this was the castle that Gasper knew growing up, that meant there were a bunch of tunnels that were known to everyone. Mostly because if there were Vampire Hunters in the area, all the children were quick to use them to escape before the Hunters got into the castle.

Which was something that regularly happened since the late fifteenth century when that one Vampire Hunter clan had killed off Count Dracula, and Vampires had long lives and even longer memories. Walking over to the door, he opened it and looked around before nodding as he didn't see anyone. Running across the hallway, he pushed a fake wall back and slid into the tunnels of the castle. "I don't know what's going on, but I know where to look to find out." After all, there was a large meeting hall where all the Vampires met up every day to discuss various things and talk about rumors. And there were tunnels that went there and had strategic points to let anyone who was inside the tunnels hear what was going on outside.

As Gasper moved quickly through the tunnels he was thankful that there were no traps in them. Both because of the fact that young Vampires used them and that Vampires had such a sense of superiority that setting traps like weaklings was an affront to them. 'Maybe I'm a weakling for sneaking through like this, but I don't care, I just want to know what's going on.'

It took him almost twenty minutes of moving through the tunnels before he ended up at the large meeting hall. 'What's going on?' He thought to himself as he peered through the small holes in the wall to see what was going on out there.

Everyone was dressed up something fancy, Gasper couldn't think of a reason everyone to dress like this. Sure, Vampires by nature loved to dress fancy, but this was really fancy, like someone was getting married or something. His eyes widened as he saw a familiar short-haired woman in a black wedding dress walking towards the front where he could see a tall man that just emanated power who wore a dark blue suit and cape. He didn't know who that guy was, but there was something bad going on, he knew it.

As events went on, he listened to the person running the thing and groaned mentally. 'A wedding, this sucks, no way Valerie marries someone like him. Hmm... Then again, it's been a long time since I talked to her. Should I do what they do in all those movies and wait until... Wait, no, they're Vampires, they wouldn't...' Deciding to get involved, he slid the trap door open and slipped out before putting it back and standing up tall.

Valerie mentally sighed as she listened to the whole commencement thing going on, this was really just... She blinked as a lot of gasping was heard in the crowd, turning, she saw Demitri and a few others surrounded by some sort of energy field. Spinning and looking to the back, her eyes widened. "Gasper?! What are you doing here?!"

"Really, I was told something bad was going to happen to you on this day so I was training with the Norse Gods and now I'm here. What's going on?" Gasper asked, his eyes shining brightly as he kept his Sacred Gear up and immobilized several people. "So I'm here, confused, trying to rescue a friend, keep something bad from happening to you and I have no idea why you're getting married to someone who's fashion sense was out of date over five hundred years ago."

Everyone gawked at Gasper in shock.

"That's Lord Maximoff." Valerie pointed out helpfully.

"...You mean the phony who ran off a long time ago and let our people fall into a civil war?" Gasper asked, getting a nod and some gasps from the crowd.

"You know, brat, you really shoul..." Whatever the Vampire was going to say was cut off as Gasper's power stopped that one cold.

"Look, I really don't want to be mean to anyone, I just want to know what's going on, that's all. Someone tell me before I lose what control I have over this Sacred Gear and freeze all of you in time!"

"Demitri Maximoff returned from wherever he was, found out what happened to you, got mad and threatened to kill everyone, so I offered to marry him to stop him from doing that."

Gasper gawked at Valerie. "...That is the stupidest reason to get married I ever heard." He couldn't think of a dumber reason if he tried.

(-)

"ACHOO!"

"Bless you, Shampoo."

"Shut up, Mousse."

(-)

"It's not a stupid reason." Demitri said as his power erupted and scattered the power holding him. Turning, he grinned as he saw Gasper's eyes return to normal. "Ah, you must be the half-Vampire I heard about. From what I was told you were rather timid in nature." He started to walk towards Gasper, who was taking a few steps back. The power he felt from this Vampire was magnitudes higher than he thought possible. To Gasper, it felt like he was facing Issei's Juggernaut Drive all over again. Only it was a lot more focused and controlled than what Issei was putting out at the time. "Do you resent the other Vampires? It really was a shame I didn't find you before they exiled you. I could have URGH!" Demitri let out a scream as a powerful blast of Youki hit him from behind, causing him to stagger and slump to his knees. "WHO DARES?!"

Materializing next to Valerie and putting Excalibur Betrayal against her throat, Ranma smirked at the Vampire Lord. "Ah, Jedah was right about you, an over-powered idiot who thinks he's better than he actually is. Yo, Gasper! Thanks for the assist man, I would have had to figure another way to get Valerie here if you hadn't shown up."

"WHAT?!" Demitri turned to glare at Gasper, his power starting to leak out uncontrollably. "You DARE HELP HIM STEAL MY BRIDE?!"

"I had no clue he'd show up like this!" Gasper yelled back before watching as a black wave hit Demitri in the back, sending him flying into the wall above Gasper, who quickly got out of the way, and Demitri slowly slid down to the ground. "And you!" Gasper pointed at Ranma. "Let her go!" He yelled. "She's done nothing to you!"

"...Why do you think I'm using her as a hostage?" Ranma asked. "Intel says Dark and Dim-witted here would blast her anyway."

"...You're holding a sword to her throat."

"That is entirely for my protection," Ranma countered. "I know what you can do, and being who she is, I'm not trusting the intel is complete on what she can do." Ranma then addressed Demitri. "Anyway, yeah, Gasper wasn't part of any plan, Demitri, he just helped out. Anyway..." Ranma put his hand on Valerie's shoulder. "Sorry about this, but someone really needs to talk to you." A black sigil formed over them before washing over them and the two disappeared.

"DAMN YOU ALL!" Demitri screamed as his power erupted fully, sending everyone flying. "I WILL NOT BE DENIED!" His body shifted and morphed, turning more muscular and demonic in the process. "I WILL HAVE MY BRIDE!"

Gasper let out a yelp of terror and quickly fled as everyone else in the room started to flee and scream while the walls around them started to crack and crumble.

(-)

Jedah smirked as he watched the events play out. "Excellent. So that's where the little one disappeared to." When Ranma and Valerie appeared in front of him, he bowed to the female Vampire. "Welcome, Valerie Tepes. My name is Jedah Dohma, and I am in need of the power of your Holy Grail Sacred Gear."

A bit of a shorter chapter, sorry.