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Chapter 15
Gabriel could only watch as Ranma fought against the various forces against him. 'This is...' She gasped as a stray attack was sent her way before it was intercepted by a light spear. "Cassiel?"
The traitor Angel closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh. "No attacks should go towards you, Lady Gabriel." She glared at one of the Devils before turning her attention back to Ranma, who was blocking attacks with strategically placed barriers while jumping up to face one of the Fallen Angels by driving a knee into his face while blasting another one with lightning and a Devil with that cold, blue fire.
Ranma grimaced as he used his barriers to block another string of attacks. 'REALLY wish I could use my Sacred Gear here.' His scale mail armor and the attacks it had would have really given him an advantage. The only problem he had was that it was a confined space and there were a lot of enemies around him. He glanced down where Gabriel was chained up and mentally sighed. 'Can't risk her.'
"Hey," Asmodeus spoke up, "didn't you once say that you had access to remote flying bits or fins or something when in your Dragon armor?"
"What about it?" Ranma asked as he crated arrow tips of darkness and launched them at the Fallen Angels, who screamed out in pain as their wings, arms and legs were struck, some of them died straight away as the arrows hit them in the eyes. "By the way, love this darkness arrow attack. Where'd you get it?"
"Fuhuhuhu!" Asmodeus chuckled. "I WAS originally an Angel, after all. This is just using Devil magic to turn my arrows of light into arrows of darkness. And your little sister's bloody dagger gave me ideas." She grinned as both she and Ranma waved their hands in a wide arc, sending out lightning covered dark arrows. "Anyway, those flying bits, if you're worried about any of them hurting my hot ass sister, remember this," she grinned, "you have me merged with you, I should be able to remote pilot those things too."
Ranma grinned as he pulled out his artificial Sacred Gear. "In that case... Balance..."
"Curse." A voice said as a gleam filled the air and a black streak zipped through the air and hit the wakizashi-shaped Sacred Gear, causing Ranma to stare at it as the Sacred Gear was wrapped up in black lines that looked like they had words written into it. "Hahahaha! You missed the Rating Game between the Gremory and Bael peerages, this curse works similar to what was done to the Gremory Holy Sword user, but unlike that one, this one lasts twenty-four hours, even if you kill me. Meaning that as long as the curse exists on your Sacred Gear, it can't use its Balance Break. Hahahahaha!" The one who cast the curse laughed while Ranma had to create several barriers to block a sudden increase in attacks while dismissing his artificial Sacred Gear. One of the Devils suddenly appeared behind Ranma and struck at him with a glowing, bladed hand which was thrust at Ranma's torso, forcing him to twist in a near-impossible angle to avoid it.
"Your neck!" Asmodeus cried out.
"What?" Ranma reached up to his neck with his left hand, just in time for something to wrap around his neck, yanking him to the ground. A moment before he got to the ground, a Fallen Angel appeared behind him and stabbed at him with a spear of light.
"Right!" Asmodeus yelled in desperation.
Ranma grunted as he twisted his body, causing the Fallen Angel to stare in shock while Ranma moved his body so that the spear would cut through the thing that wrapped around his neck. With his freed left hand, he grabbed the spear and grimaced as it burned his hand. "Thanks." He smiled as a barrier snapped around the Fallen Angel's body, severing the Fallen's arm.
"FFFUUUUUCK!" The Fallen screamed as Ranma grabbed the falling arm and used it to throw the spear at another Devil. "GIMME MY ARM BACK!"
"Hmm, sure." Ranma casually tossed it the barrier.
The Fallen grinned before realizing that the barrier blocked the arm completely. "Wait..."
"Bye." Ranma said as the barrier suddenly imploded, crushing the Fallen Angel and killing him in a very brutal and painful way. "I hate that they can do that."
"Yuck," Asmodeus said with disgust as Ranma jumped away from another barrage of attacks while running across the ground in a zig-zagging pattern. "That was gross."
"Oh, there is something you find disgusting." Ranma said in surprise.
"Believe it or not, I don't like sex with dead or mutilated bodies." Asmodeus grimaced in disgust. "That includes rotting corpses too. Undead that aren't rotting are okay, but if they got flesh falling off, I'm turned off."
"Well, you got some sense at least." Ranma muttered as he created a barrier to bounce off of and into the air before a light arrow got close to him and exploded, sending him flying across the warehouse. "GAH!"
Landing hard and sliding across the ground, Ranma shook his head as he got to his feet. "That hurt." He looked up to see a wall of colors rushing at him. "Heh, if it wasn't trying to kill me, I'd say this was pretty." He crossed his arms in front of him, creating several layers of barrier that took the attack.
"I'd say you should cut loose, but I know you don't want to hurt my sister." Asmodeus said as the first layer of barriers started to crack and buckle from the assault. "Why do you care so much about her?"
Ranma was silent as he blocked the attacks. After a few moments, he shook his head. "I don't know. I've never had any negative thoughts about her or the other Angels, but then again, I'm a rogue actor in this whole thing. I found my own way inside, just because of my ancestors I probably would have been pulled in even if I hadn't found that King piece to turn me into a Devil."
"King piece?" Asmodeus asked in confusion. "Nevermind, you never answered my question." By now only the final layer of barrier remained and even that was starting to crack from the attacks.
Ranma closed his eyes and took a deep breath, slowly letting it out. "I admit, I admire strong women." He snapped his hand to the side where his artificial Sacred Gear snapped back into reality. "Blondes and crazy women seem to also tickle my fancy. But really?" An aura surrounded his artificial Sacred Gear as he took a stance. "I don't know, I just do."
Asmodeus was silent for a moment, before smiling. "Heh, good answer, maybe you'll know more when this fight is over? Now," her eyes glowed as she took the same stance as Ranma did, "let's let them have it."
"Reverse Strike Wave!" The two yelled as Ranma slashed out right as the attack was about to hit him. The energy attacks all seemed to bend and warp before shattering and a rippling wave of energy rushed out, looking like water being sprayed out of a hole in a hose.
Ranma had to close his eyes and look away while the energy was so bright. The screams of pain that filled the air were easy to ignore. When the light died down, Ranma looked at the remains and saw that most of the Fallen Angels and Devils that had been there were either dead or seriously injured. There were three pure Angels that remained and Ranma wasn't sure if they were dead or if they had teleported somewhere.
What caught his attention the most was that his counter-attack had destroyed the upper part of the warehouse were someone was standing.
A feeling of intense bloodlust filled the air as the person jumped into the warehouse and landed in front of Ranma, his black outfit fluttering as he landed, his mis-matched eyes glowing as he gave Ranma a savage grin. "I've been wanting to fight you for some time."
"Crom Cruach." Ranma muttered as he acknowledged the strongest evil Dragon alive. "Why are you working with Puck?"
Crom threw his head back and laughed. "His boss, Oberon, is so powerful that the thought of being able to fight and kill him is all I need."
"Lovely." Ranma muttered as he thought about what he could do to someone who was legitimately one of the most powerful beings on the planet, before shaking his head. "I guess it doesn't matter, huh?" Ranma said as he felt his excitement start to increase.
"Hey!" A Devil yelled and Ranma recognized that one as the one who put the curse on his artificial Sacred Gear. "If you're here to kill him, you should..."
"Shut up." Crom said while his eyes glowed as a gold and black circle appeared under the Devil as a pillar of pure Dragonic energy erupted upwards, engulfing and vaporizing the Devil in question.
Ranma grinned at the Evil Dragon. "So you finally decided that I'm worthy of a fight, huh?" He looked at Gabriel and then back at Crom. "I'd love to keep..." Ranma trailed off as Crom snapped his right arm out and a golden bolt of energy rushed at the chained up Seraph. "NO!" Ranma yelled and was about to encase Gabriel in a barrier to protect her when the blast slammed into a rippling wave that caused the energy to dissipate. "Huh?"
"Aww, that's no fair." Puck pouted as he appeared next to Gabriel. "Oh well, this one supposes he should have told you about the barrier erected to protect tonight's prize. After all, only the Devils want her dead. The black feathers want to make her become like them and the traitor white wings want her to forget you."
"You could have said something." Gabriel said as she gave Puck a dirty look. "If I had been human, I might have had a heart attack."
"You didn't notice?" Crom asked Ranma and frowned when Ranma shook his head. "Disappointing." Shockingly to most everyone, Crom took an aggressive martial arts stance. "What? I've lived with one of the greatest fighters since the time that Europeans decided to kill the Islamic invaders into their lands during the first crusade."
Ranma grinned and dismissed his artificial Sacred Gear. "Well, in that case." He took a step forward and then blurred, being right inside of Crom's defense and landing dozens of fast punches on the Evil Dragon, who grunted and grabbed Ranma's head and drove his knee into the other fighter's stomach, sending him flying back.
"Nice shot!" Crom yelled as he rushed forward and slammed several hard punches into Ranma's body. While they weren't anywhere as fast as Ranma's punches, they were far stronger as each punch seemingly held him in the air before Crom jumped up and did a spin-kick, slamming into Ranma and launching him into the wall above the garage door of the warehouse.
Ranma gasped as he slammed into the wall so hard that he left an indent in there before gravity finally asserted itself and slowly pulled him out of it and down to his knees. "Okay... That hurt."
"What?" Crom grinned as his hands glowed and Ranma looked up, his pupils shrinking as Crom slammed his hands together and the energy balls started to merge. "Is that it?" Suddenly the energy burst out and fractured into tiny energy orbs that rushed out at Ranma, who staggered to his feet and stumbled away as fast as he could while the area he was in was peppered with energy blasts that tore through the wall, ground and ceiling.
Crom's eyes widened and he looked down as a blue circle formed under him. "Heh, is that, huh?" He suddenly found his balance off as both of his feet were encased in barriers. "Oh, you bitch."
A spiraling blue pillar of flame erupted upwards, smashing through the roof before it seemingly turned around in mid-air and came crashing back down.
"THAT'S FUCKING COLD!" Crom bellowed as he burst out of the flames and punched at Ranma, who dodged at the last moment, grabbed Crom's extended arm and threw him into the wall before holding up his arms and letting loose with a large lightning blast.
"You think this will stop him?" Asmodeus asked Ranma.
"Not at all." Ranma replied. "I doubt he even feels it. Dammit, might need to use that thing that I got from Azazel."
Suddenly black lightning crashed out from where Crom was being blasted and Ranma was sent flying backwards, where he landed on his feet. As the smoke cleared from where Crom was at, Ranma was at least somewhat satisfied at the fact that Crom's jacket was in tatters and the Evil Dragon was supporting himself on the wall of the building, which was starting to crumble.
Ranma suddenly jerked forward, his pupils shrinking as he looked down to see a spear of light sticking out of his stomach. "W...what?" He turned to see a Fallen Angel behind him, grinning.
"You forgot about all of us, didn't you?" The Fallen Angel grinned as the remaining Angels, Devils and Fallen Angels all prepared attacks. "Too bad."
"NO!" Gabriel screamed as she watched the attacks fly out at Ranma, who had sunk to his knees.
The only warning anyone got was a soft crackle in the air before the entire warehouse was lit up with lightning as it crashed down onto the building, slamming into the attacks, the various attackers, Ranma, Puck and Crom Cruach. The electrical energy not only destroyed the remains of the warehouse, but it extended to the other warehouses that were nearby, causing them to erupt into flame as they exploded.
Ranma panted as the spear in his gut dissipated. "Fuck, that hurts. How come you didn't catch it?"
"S-sorry." Asmodeus said as she hissed in pain. "I was too focused on the Dragon, damn, I haven't hurt this bad in a long time."
"Yeah, I think you being merged with me is the only thing keeping me from passing out." Ranma hissed as he staggered a few steps forward. "Good thing Ravel gave me one of these." He said as a vial of Phoenix Tears appeared in his left hand. Snapping the lid off, he splashed it on his stomach and sighed in relief as the pain and injury disappeared in an instant. "Cao Cao isn't wrong to have a bunch of these on hand."
"That's nice, but..." Asmodeus said as there was groaning from around them as most everyone was still alive and getting back up to fight. "Can you kill this many?"
Ranma was about to reply as a white winged Angel, who was smoking from the earlier attack landed a short distance away from them. "You are..?"
"My name's Cassiel." Her eyes had a slight maniac glint to them. "For lady Gabriel, I will not..." She trailed off as a swishing sound was heard in the air and sounds of pain filled the air.
Ranma smirked softly. "I was wondering if they'd show up or not."
"What?" Cassiel looked around, only to gasp as someone landed on her back and put their arm across her throat as they grabbed her in a choke hold.
"Miko, what are you doing here?" Ranma asked, slightly dumbfounded as he saw the purple-haired ninja clinging to the Angel. A brief glance to the others had him seeing the flat-chested girl, Fubuki, and the large breasted ninja in Yaku, attacking the others.
Miko grinned at him. "Well, let's just say that we were in the area and saw the fire and lightning and came to investigate."
Ranma shook his head. "And here I thought I let you go back to live with your father. What? Did you get horny and none of the Shikima could please you?"
Miko's face reddened. "No! But now that you mention it, I do need to talk to you about something. Anyway," her skin seemed to ripple before several thick tentacles came out of her back and started to fondle the Angel in her arms, who was stiffening in shock and surprise. "She tried to kill you, is this okay?"
"Well, even if she managed to get out of this somehow, she'd become a Fallen Angel anyway," Ranma waved her off as he noticed Fubuki turning into her Shikima form, which, unlike Miko's, was purely female.
Ranma mentally shivered as he saw Fubuki's crotch turn into a mouth of sharp teeth. "I think I know why Succubi don't like Shikima, if that's what your females look like."
"H-hey!" Cassiel gasped as her outfit was torn off and the tentacles worked over her body. "Stop this! Let go!"
"No." Miko grinned as she used one of her tentacles to have her pants drop down, revealing her hard dick, which was pressed between Cassiel's ass-cheeks. "I'm going to have fun with you."
"NOOO!" Cassiel screamed in fear.
"Have fun." Ranma turned and walked towards Crom, who was watching with some amusement. "Sorry about that."
Crom was grinning at Ranma as Miko defiled Cassiel, turning her wings black in the process. "Nothing's wrong, you're plenty strong, but unless you have another trump card, I win."
"He's right." Asmodeus said in concern. "Do you have a plan or should we give up?"
Ranma chuckled. "Give up? Never heard of it. Besides, I had Azazel give me something just for this situation." He slowly raised his left hand up above his head. "Or rather... Two somethings."
Suddenly light flashed on Ranma's left hand and on his back as the artificial versions of Boosted Gear and Divine Dividing appeared on his body.
"You had this on you?" Crom Cruach asked, his voice both impressed and excited.
"Only just before I came here." Ranma said with a chuckle. "Azazel had no problem giving them to me to save Gabriel. I wasn't sure if I'd need to use them." He lowered his left arm as the gems on the gauntlet and the wings started to flash and glow. "Alright, Crom, here I come! Double... Balance Break!"
End Chapter 15
Getting close to the end of the story. I know that mr. negative reviews will enjoy that.