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Simon didn't know what to do. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he knew deep down he returned his fathers love and affection. So it was more than off putting seeing him here saying such things. Was this some sort of illusion? No, he'd faced off against more than enough illusion mages to know that wasn't the case. Perhaps this was some sort of test, to see if he was worthy of continuing on his way? Yes, surely that made more sense. Simon was brought out of his deep trance as a ball of heavenly light struck him in the chest, sending him to the ground.
"Mavis, you can't even dodge any attack" His father growled. "Just how useless are you? The fact hat Nashi is a better wizard disgusts me." Simon was no stranger to what Nashi could do if she needed too, but currently she stood no chance, especially with his fire emperor armor. He growled as he stood up, not really at that effected by the attack.
"Your power level is terrible." Simon commented. "My Dad had a lot more force behind his blows, you're a terrible impostor." Jellal laughed.
"And you're a terrible son overall." he replied. "I mean really, why did I spend all those jewel trying to gain your affection? Would've been a much wiser spend to buy your mother presents to get in her pants and try again, on't you agree?"
"...No" Simon was slightly disturbed this test was talking so freely about trying to give him a brother or sister. Especially one that was only really there to replace him.
"I'd love to see how Mom would react to that." Simon said with a grin. "She loves me, even if you don't." Simon had obviously found some sort of opening as the apparition flickered. "Replace me? I'd love to see you try." Jellal laughed.
"Easy enough. I shall destroy you and then conceive another child, hopefully one who will be a far greater success." Jellal launched himself at Simon, who dodged it with meteor and threw out balls of light. Jellal dodged each and everyone, and flew at him with a sweep kick, one that Simon dodged and raised a fst to bring it down on his fathers face.
He couldn't do it. Simon was shocked to feel himself resisting the attack. Jellal laughed.
"You're so sweet, Simon" he hissed as he threw Simon into the wall. "You can't hit me, can you?" Surely that wasn't the case, could it be? Simon tried several more times to attack, but was met by the same result. Deep deep down, he couldn't hit his father, he couldn't attack. He withdrew and dodged a few more balls of light.
This'll be a problem if I can't fucking hit you...
Elise slammed the man down into the floor once again and was met with silence as his back rose and fell rhythmically. Elise had yet to remember a damn thing, but at this point she was too into kicking his ass to care. She grinned down at him as he struggled to stand and spat out blood that dripped from his mouth. He laughed darkly.
"who's on their stomach now" He choked out. "my my, such a change."
"Why the hell do you keep telling me shit like that?" Elise demanded, planting a foot on his back and pushing him back down. Just because she felt like being a bitch. "You act like I'm supposed to know you"
"Do you really not?" He asked weakly, and Elise hook her head. "Man, your people fucked with your head something fierce, didn't they?"
"Fucked with my head? my people? Just explain yourself." He laughed darkly.
"I..." He swallowed hard, and Elise took her foot off. It was too late. "I...You and I..." he dissipated into thin air, leaving Elise just as confused as she had been before. She and he had what? She'd never know, whatever that had been had disappeared.
"Maybe that was some sort of sign." She wondered aloud. "But for what?...Fuck, I'm not smart enough for this, I'll ask Nashi or maybe Simon. Yeah, they'll know.: That was what Elise hoped truthfully, because the more and more she got random headaches and people referenced Phantom Dove, the more irritated she got she was what seemed to be the only one not in the know. Had something happened to her specifically?
"No, no...Nothing happened to me, I was sick...Right?" Elise wracked her brain for something, anything.
Memories...
Doranbolt...
Her Mother...
Phantom Dove...
"FOR FUCK SAKE!" Elise threw out a punch at the wall, demolishing it immediately. "WHY THE FUCK ARE PEOPLE KEEPING THIS SHIT FROM ME! I WILL FIND THE FUCK OUT, I SWEAR ON MAVIS' GRAVE!" Elise through out more attacks at random, getting more and more angry by the moment.
"I..." She collapsed to the ground, resting her head on her arms, curling up into a ball, which for some reason made her head hurt again. "I don't understand...Just what is everyone hiding from me about Phantom Dove? Is there some thing I'm not allowed to know or something?" Elise spent another good five minutes trying to think before she felt so frustrated she wanted to cry.
"Why can't I remember?"
To say Damien was pissed off was like saying Natsu was pretty good at magic, a huge understatement. Xisplate was right, Damien knew that, but he couldn't bring himself to kill her or let go. He just...couldn't. Damien growled as he grabbed Steph and threw her back.
"You're pathetic, Oniichan" Steph hissed. "You can't do what the demon says you must, huh?"
"You...you can see...?" Steph laughed.
"Oh course I can, he helped you kill me. When I'm done with you, I'll start with him."
"I would love to see her try" Xisplate muttered, pocketing his hands. "Bitch"
"Shut up" Both Damien and Steph growled. Damien watched Steph carefully, wondering what he was going to do. He knew he had to do something, but he didn't have any idea. Steph flew at him again, this time aiming for his stomach instead of his head; He was caught off guard by the change in direction, and flew into the wall. Growling as he stepped out, he used his demon soul, and Steph cowered sarcastically.
"No, please Oniichan!" She shouted. "Please, don't attack me with that!" Damien did his best not to seems effected, but he knew deep down her plea effected his moral compass. That was the problem, obviously. He needed to just off her and be done with it, he knew it wasn't rally his sister.
"If you don't do it" Xisplate warned next to him. "I will, and I can guarantee you don't want to witness that."
"What'll you do, forcefully jack my body and do it for me?" Xisplate glowered and looked at Damien.
"Do not tempt me, Dreyar." he hissed. "I will if I need to, all six must be present in seven months."
"You really think reminding one of my friends will die in seven months is going to help anyone?" Damien demanded, not in the mood to argue with the demo of death while he faced a physical embodiment of his dead sister who was only dead due to said demon of death? The whole link the three of them had made Damien's head spin. He flew towards Steph and knocked her to her left, and she laughed.
"Ah, so you'll actually try now? That'll make killing you and that demon so much more enjoyable!" She roared, launching more lightning bolts at Damien, who easily flew in between them. The apparition wasn't very strong, mainly due to the fact there was no teenage Steph in Earthland to base it's damage off of. He tackled her and did his best to hold her still, but it really wasn't working all that well. She struggled as hard as she could, doing her absolute hardest to escape.
"Steph...fuck ,stop squirming!"
"Let me go, you asshole!" She shouted angrily. "I swear to Mavis I'll...I'll" Steph began to trail off, and Damien looked at her in shock.
There was a huge, gaping hole in her midsection, one caused by an attack Damien had not meant to use. he stared at his sister in shock, doing his best not to start crying. She coughed and then laughed.
"Look at you, Oniichan..." She whispered weakly. "You fucking got me again, you asshole...I'll fucking get you for this..." Her head lolled uselessly and Damien was left there with empty arms, tears in his eyes. He'd watched her die again.
"I'm sorry" Damien whirled to find Xisplate standing there solemnly. "There was no other way." Damien realized what Xisplate was saying, and stormed towards him and grabbed the collar of his suit.
"You...you hijacked my takeover didn't you?" Xisplate stared back, almost looking apologetic. Damien wanted to believe that was the emotion on the demons face, but he didn't think Xisplate was capable of that.
"As I said, no other way" Xisplate replied weakly, coughing. "I told you if you couldn't, I would. It wasn't really her, what's the big deal?" Damien growled and tightened his grip on the coat.
"That is the second fucking time I've watched my sister die because of you." Damien saw the 'it wasn't really her' on Xisplate's lips, and he silenced the demon with a stare. "It doesn't fucking matter if it wasn't really her, it was close enough. She had a voice, a face, emotions..." Damien was cut off as Xisplate grabbed his own jacket and glared at him.
"You're completely fucked, Damien." He hissed. "That was not anything but an embodiment of your pathetic inner self. That was not anything near your sister, get the fuck over it."
"It..."
"No, it wasn't. Now, go and proceed. I swear to myself if I need to take control of you to make the tough decisions, I will. Do not think I won't because I will. Now, do you need a minute to collect your pathetic self or can we go?" Damien stared at the demon, doing his best to control his anger.
"You're fucked too." Damien replied, letting go of Xisplate's suit. "let me control my on life, don't do it for me."
"Don't let it get to the point were I have to."
Simon was an absolutely pathetic excuse of a person. Then again, maybe he wasn't. This was all over his inability to hit his own father. How could he beat someone he couldn't hit? The question boggled Simon's mind." Jellal chuckled.
"I'll admit, you've got skills in running like a bitch. Why don't you come over here and get me, Simon?" Simon didn't waste his energy in replying, there wasn't a point. This apparition knew his psyche inside and out, and it troubled him deeply. "Why is it you insist on disappointing me? I mean, what have I done?"
"How about not being there whenever I need you?" Simon blurted out, doing his best to not get teary eyed, "How about all the ridiculous attention whenever you did show up? How about acting like nothing was wrong?" Simon was surprised when he threw a punch and didn't stop himself midway. His fist connected with his father, sending him flying. Simon stared at his fist in shock. He says a bunch of truth and manages to hit him. Simon grinned.
"Well well, looks like this kid isn't so useless after all" Jellal and Simon stared each other down as Simon cracked his knuckles.
"Useless?" He asked. "let's see how useless you think I am with your face in the ground."
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