+++++++++++++++++++++++++Jump 4 - Chainsawman Jujutsu Kaisen Part 2 : Devil Kids
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"IT'S TIME! ." Was all the warning I got before the white haired menace teleported me to the middle of a war zone.
The chainsaw boy, the shark fiend and some public safety sorcerers were fighting the typhoon devil and a… Bomb Headed woman? "How many god damn people fused with object-devils?!"
Gojo pointed around frenetically. "You take care of the Twister bitch and I take care of the Bomb bitch! Meet me at safehouse 5! Byyyeeh!" was all I got before he blinked out of side.
With no knowledge of what the hell was happening I decided to do what I knew was the right thing to do in almost any situation: Kill the one indiscriminately slaughtering civilians.
The typhoon Devil was not a tricky opponent, unlike the Bomb Girl he did not have no long range attacks or mobility. Gojo most likely thought that before picking me up and throwing me here.
Devils naturally put up barriers to try to protect their souls once they notice my intrusion, but with 3 of my kagune bikaku tails stabbed into his head the Typhoon could not muster the concentration to resist my will for long. I had him transfigured into a small apple shaped form and put in my pocket in 6 minutes flat.
Even that impressive timing was still to long for Gojo. He disappeared with the bomb and the chainsaw and left me to explain it all to the police.
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"You took him?! Fucking Why ?!" I yelled at the blindfolded idiot currently chaining a blond teen to a heavy metallic pillar.
"I had to!" he answered in mock seriousness. "That foul woman brainwashed and groomed this poor child! Groomed!"
"Ok…"I just rubbed my hands over my forehead trying to get rid of a headache. Obviously falling, since my headache was right in front of me being protected by a layer of infinity. "But why take the Russian spy too." I pointed at the chained girl on the other side of the room. "And why ask me to come here ? I could just rat you out to the government, you know? I have no reason to paint a target on my back."
Gojo looked back at me pursing his lips and inclining his head like a child pondering something. "Will you, though?" He asked, in mock innocence
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… No I wouldn't. And he knew that. Fuck!
"Ok I will not, but I also will not help you! I am going home!"
"Whaaaaat? Not even going to try to deal with me first?"
"And WHAT exactly would I negotiate with you for Gojo? You don't have nothing I need desperately enough to – "
"I have a way for you to dodge your obligation of being clan head WITHOUT leaving it to one of your sociopathic cousins"
" Hahah yeah – Fucking how ? What magic solution you found I could not find in more than a decade of trying?"
Gojo's grin grew to a scary kind of smile. "You know that cousin of yours who I very generously spared after he tried to kill a girl under my protection a few years ago? Weeell … I just so happens that I kept an eye on him. I know where he is now. And with him a kid that inherited the 10 shadows technique."
THAT, made me freeze for a few seconds. "You are bluffing. And even If you was not. What reason would I have to believe that the kid would not be a monster like Naoya and Ogi?"
Gojo cackled at it. "Have you met with Toji even once in the last 6 years? The guy is basically Ishin Kurosaki from Bleach now. It is honestly cute how he mellowed out."
I raise a eybrow at him but he continues "AND he is poor as hell and owns me more than his life. Sooo, If went with you and said all his debts are paid If at age of 18 his son Presents himself to take over the Zenin clan… I doubt he would say no. Specially considering I would be making a binding vow to protect his son from clan politics… It's a win win for everyone."
I stare at him long and hard. "You… were alredy planning this weren't you. You already had this idea of making Toji's kid head of the Zenin clan before this whole Chainsaw mess started. Why? "
"Heh… You Maro-chan, a few years ago me and Suguru Came to a conclusion: If we want to change society, we need to make a systemic change! We gotta substitute the shithead's in power with a new generation of different kind of people. Secure the world by securing the future. And having a Clan- head trained and educated by us… that sounds like a big victory in books."
"You are going to… teach Toji's kid? Enroll them in Tokyo Jujutsu Tech and indoctrinate them… Why would I agree with that."
He got closer. Close enough he had to crank his neck to look down on me. "Because even though you are to lethargic to change the world, you still want it changed… And you know it's the best option you got."
To my credit I did not agree right away. It took me 3 days of thinking before I called Gojo and assumed the responsibility to look after the chainsaw and the bomb.
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"What do you mean Makima-san is a Devil?" Denji yelled, struggling against his chains.
"That is just what my intel says." The girl, Reze ( although I doubted that was her original name ) Answered apathetic. She had been weirdly depressed since being captured.
"That… makes sense, actually. I read about how the Chinese were reprehended by the UN for using human looking devils as spies. I don't doubt that with one that looks and behaves so freaking human you could use them in positions of command … but what devil is she?"
Before Reze could answer Denji snarled. "Don't tell him that!"
Both me and Reze looked at him surprised. "Kid…" I tried to speak softly. " …You REALLY want to protect her, hmn? May I ask why?"
He looked at me with a whole life of aggression behind his eyes. "Miss Makima she was the first person to be nice to me, and she gave me a home and a good life… so If you or that white haired fucker try do anything to her, I am gonna rip your dicks off and have you choke on it!"
Huh … that kind of relationship huh ? He needed to make turn the kid into their side (Argh - Fuck you Gojo for creating a whole war and having me join you side!) but it would probably hard If he had imprinted on her like a baby bird.
"So you were not going to run away with me?" Reze asked, sounding disappointed and disinterested at the same time.
Denji looked away from her, gritting his teeth. Well that is something Amaro could use.
"Let me me ask you something, kid : If you found out your redhead was actually a Devil, and all she gave was only for the purpose of controlling you-"
"I don't give a fuck!" He snapped and I could feel he was being half honest. He did want to be genuinely loved and cared for, but he was so desperate that he would take manipulation If it came with the things that satisfied his needs.
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As days come and went it became more evident to me that Denji is emotionally damaged, and desperate to feel love and be loved by someone. He is functional, but he exists in a state of hunger and incompleteness. It was… tragic honestly.
The good news though, is that as time went Both the hybrids started to talk more, get along better, both with themselves and with Gojo and me ( though more the later).
Reze and Denji started talking as they had nothing else to do. Talking lead to opening up, and - With a little help of Stockholm Syndrome – bonding.
By the second week we had them walk around Gojo's bunker unchained as there would always be one of the two of us watching ( mostly me, Since the Strongest sorcerer needed to keep public appearances and work on his Anti-Makima conspiracy) and both of us could pretty much stop them If it came to it.
The Russian girl revealed that she pretty much hated her life, but had no choice on cooperating or she would be killed and have her organs harvested to make another hybrid. Even If she run away, she would eventually be found. Even If she fought, she would eventually fall victim to a sniper riffle or a assassin in the night.
Gojo, shamelessly mentioned how she could get hid of her Russian handlers If they were convinced she was dead – like they probably were now- and had the backing of a powerful person who knew how to make people disappear – Like the genius Gojo Satoru For example – so she could live in peace.
Denji Admitted honestly that he would take the side of who would take better care of him, but what he wanted more than anything was to have a girlfriend. As Gojo and I were no idiots we understood this damaged child just wanted to be loved and tried to show him some kindness.
The White haired fool had spoiled Denji with the most delicious foods a he could buy. I tried to give the kid some subtle therapy sessions, having he talk about his life, his wants and his feelings.
By the mark of 1 months and 2 weeks , I could assuredly say Denji and Reze honestly liked me and Gojo ( which may sound as too short a while, but one had to consider Makima only had him from the middle of may to the 9 of July). Which was good because on the last week of Augst Makima broke into the bunker.
It seemed that even with Gojo's "Genius" , his experience with hiding from the government and the advantage of teleportation we could not hide forever.
I will not lie and say the fight was long, it was not. She got me obliterated my Torso with one attack. I thank the heavens I never opened up to no one about the extents of my regeneration, because thanks to that she did not go through the trouble of exploding my head to. To her defense, no human sorcerer besides me could survive as disembodied head and no devil could come back from a obliterated heart.
She took both hybrids. An with a bit shame I admit I let her. I let her because even after nearly 100 years I was still afraid to discover what happened If I died.
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"So… What do we do now?" I asked Gojo.
After I regenerated my body the first thing that I did was call for my one ally in this stupid mess. He just told me to meet a radoom location I found to be another of his safehouses, There I found him with a whole entourage of Allies. Among them Geto, Nanami, Takaba, Higuruma, Quanxi, Kishibe and – surprisingly – Toji.
Apperantly, While I played nanny for the hybrids, Geto And Kishibe had being running a whole campaign against out Makima. The old public safety veteran had come to the private sector sorcerer's with the secret that Japan's government had made some really messed up deals with a primal Devil around a year ago and Geto had to recruit his best friend on it and from there the two gathered all the powerful allies they could.
Honestly the most frustrating part of all of this is that I allowed myself to get wrapped in all of this. I thought I would need to take care of some troubled kids and that would be it. How could I be so naïve, The plot could never be so simple, There would always be some higher scale bullshit coming up.
And worse of all… Takaba had known of the secret conspiracy before me! I may understand Nanami and Higuruma – They are reliable guys – but Takaba!? I know I was just a 19 year old from their perspective, but come on! Show me some respect.
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The Battle against Makima was something in a scale I had not yet experienced.
She had dozens of public safety sorcerers under her control, at least 20 devils, 30 curses and a half a dozen Hybrids.
We were outnumbered and possibly outgunned and we had almost half of all special-grade sorcerers in Japan on our side.
Takaba and Higuruma, being masters at none-lethally taking down foes, tried their best at handling the controlled sorcerers. I tried to be non-lethal where I could, using my technique to transfigure the thralls into non-sorcerers and knocking them down, but I would be lying If I said no innocent died by my hands that day.
Gojo, who was no newbie at this, had his opening move taking Makima away from the rest of us.
She tried to to put controlled minions between her and him but he actually managed to weave through them and grab her and do his best impression of Ichigo's final fight with Aizen.
They burst through several buildings and landing on a mostly empty market. Berating Gojo for his arrogance, the Control Devil summons chains that inject into the few civilians around, letting her hurl them at him.
Gojo tries his best to dodge them and paring without killing but quickly opts to use Curse Technique Lapse: Blue to create a singularity that crushes Makima and the surrounding market shelves to pulp.
Rapidly healing from the attack, Makima tries to blind side Gojo with a swing with a cursed tool. A dagger of weird shape and enough energy in it to be a grade 1 weapon at least. Gojo told me he is not sure what it was or she expected, but tit simply broke once clashing with Infinity.
"What ? Bought this one in Ebay?" He mocks, pointing his fingers directly at her face and charges up his Red, all while Makima stares at it blank-faced and unmoving. It blows her away, obliterating her entire head.
Makima regenerates the her head before landing on the ground with perfect balance and grace.
"This is the 49th time a human managed to kill me. Congratulations." She said with the most utter calm, a smile creeping on her face. "All the others who accomplished this are dead."
A chain extended from her lower torso, spearing a nearby survivor through the stomach. The man was stuck in place and stared at Gojo before mumbling, "Satoru Gojo". All vital signs Gojo could sense from the man vanished and he slumped, still suspended.
All of a sudden, a invisible force bore down onto Gojo like a giant invisible hand, trying to squish him like a bug. The force could not reach him, but he also could not do anything to get read of it. Like a diamond rat under the foot of an elephant. None of the parts involved could break the tight.
In this impasse makima acted first. Gojo was set upon by a storm of blades that fell on Infinity. Gojo peered with at the grotesque devil that had set upon him : a mass of interconnected torso's that rose out of the market floor, each one muscular but zombified, with a skeletal face. Each one was wielding a weapon, from hatchets to machetes to katana's to what looked like a kitchen knife. Gojo smirked at the odd sight before the Punishment Devil began its death dance. Each torso attacked in individual patterns, but they all linked up perfectly, each one covering for the others recoveries and openings in a ceaseless and impenetrable stream of violence.
Gojo was impressed, he really couldn't see an easy way through this. Punishment curved to the side to catch him if he tried to escape by dodging, and it moved fast enough to catch him even as he was backpedaling. Maybe If he shot a wave of Red he could blast an opening to fly away?
He was not worried though... At least not until he felt the effects of the second devils power. the blindfolded man suffered with a drain on Infinity that he'd rarely felt at all in his life. Unknown to him the Control Devil had a plan C to deal with him in case her own power and cursed tools would not suffice. All she had to do wait long enough for the Angel devil to sneak away from our forces view and join her in battle of the strongest. His weapons could absorb energy just like he could, they'd be able to make a hole in Infinity if they came into contact with his energy enough.
He felt the tips of several blades actually pierce his skin, cut through his muscles, his bones… He had no other choice, he had to take the risk.
"Unlimited Void."
The Punishment Devil froze entirely. Overwhelmed as Terabytes of knowledge flooded his mind quicker than even his monstrous brain ( brains) could handle.
Gojo allowed himself a few seconds to heal his wounds.
For other special grades, the use of domain expansion would render us incapable of using our cursed techniques properly for a while. It varied from sorcerer to sorcerer, with sorcerer's like Takaba being able to pull it once a day and others like me that can reliably perform or techniques at 50% after a 30 minutes of rest. At age 25 Gojo his constant refreshing of his brain and incomparable efficiency in energy usage managed to reduce his recovery time to measly 10 seconds.
10 seconds was more than enough for Makima.
When he deactivated his domain Makima was standing there, none the worse for wear, the same smile as always plastered on her face and the enslaved Angel devil floating with her a few feet above ground
She telekinetically lifted several of the weapons the punishment devil had dropped. Dozens of blades floated around the exhausted sorcerer, ready to stab him at all possible vital spot.
She bid him a final smirk, a bit more satisfaction and smugness in it than usual, as she said: "Goodbye Go-" And them a chainsaw ripped through her body.
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" I still do not understand how he managed to nullify her death transference contract." Gojo mumbled between bites of his dango. " If the intent
In the months after the "Control Devil Incident" , Gojo and Kishibe had been busy dealing with sthe social-political implications of a High Level Devil holding a fifth of public safety under her thumb and said Devil entering a epic secret war ( internet's words not mine) with the most powerfull sorcerers of the nation.
The main narrative that the government was passing involved Makima managing to trick them into thinking she was just a human woman. This was almost good for them. They could blame stuff that had nothing to do with the her on the " Devil in the Machine " and wash their hands on lots of bullshit.
Gojo almost convinced Geto and the others to go public with everything, but ultimately that would bring more trouble tham it was worth, not only for us but for Gojo and Getos students and Kishibe's comrades. The old veteran was more paternal to his underlings than one would guess, as shown by how he interacted with Denji.
We still got something out of it. Lots of somethings. Most of them things that would help Gojo, Geto and Kishibe to reform the unseen power structures in the country, but also a few more personal concessions - Among them the right to keep Denji and Reze. And with "We gotta keep them" Gojo actually meant "Amaro is going to become their legal guardian, with fake ID's and next year they gotta join my classes at Jujtsu High YAAAY!".
" Kid said is was because he did it with love. Since he did not have the intention to attack the devil contract did not register it as an attack." The old man answered the man child, while I was just focused on my new ward who was playing with the dogs a few meters away. He had insisted we kept Makima's dogs for some reason.
"Still makes no sense!" He protested, crossing his arms and pouting like a child. " Whats up with devils and including subjectivity and weird symbolism in their contracts?"
I merely rolled my eyes and got up from the park bench. "If that would be all, gentleman- I would like to go home now." I waved at Denji to gather the dogs.
"Actually, Zenin, there was one more thing …" Kishibe said, somewhat hesitantly, And for him of all people to show hesitance – even in minuscule amounts – it probably was something big.
"What is it?"
" Uuuuh, Amaro, we… sort of gotta a problem." Denji said, making me turn away from the two other sorcerer's.
The blond boy was dragging the dogs by their leashes, and in the back of one of the dogs there was a little girl … a little girl with the control devils eyes.
When I turned back both Kishibe and Gojo were gone and I had one more child to take care of.
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Author Notes
Gotta admit this was not as I planned. Jumper was dragged by Gojo and I got to lazy to writte his own fight.
Still I will go from here. let this grow organically.