Recall: Part 2 [FINISHED]

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon stood there and listened to the fallen's monologue, feeling like he was reliving a bad James Bond movie starring Roger Moore. And his facial expression didn't help at all either. He looked as if he was bored out of his mind. All that was missing was an annoyed sigh and a roll of his eyes. But when Arashi finally stated why he was bothering him like a case of strep throat, Abbadon's face grew serious.

You mean to tell me that this motherfucker was after my sword this entire time?! Abbadon thought to himself. How petty can you fucking get?!

Then Abbadon heard Arashi start speaking differently, like he was trying to hit on him or something. He found it very awkward that he was trying to smooth-talk him into giving up the sword, using Roiyaru as an excuse as to why he didn't need it anymore. But Abbadon knew why he had this sword and he wasn't going to give it up so easily.

But Abbadon still tried to wonder what was up with Arashi's sudden change of tone. Even though it didn't phase him one bit, it still didn't stop Abbadon from being curious. Then Arashi emphasized the word wish. This started Abbadon thinking about the time he met the Hell King Yuki through his ally Tomo during his first few trips to Hell when he was under the belief he was a demiangel.

He was taught that there was a race of fallen that had the ability to grant wishes to beings of lesser willpower than their own. Their wings could turn to smoke or solidify into something harder than steel, reminding him of when he stabbed the fallen's wings during their first encounter, only to see then disappear in a poof of smoke. Abbadon smirked at Arashi as he finally figured it out.

Arashi was a Djinni.

"Sorry, Genie," Abbadon said with a flick of his nose, "but Archangels have too much willpower to be affected by your charms. Wishes are for lazy motherfuckers who refuse to map out their own path to the future, and I'm no lazy motherfucker!"

Abbadon tightened his grip on the sword on the left side of his waist, still smirking coyly at the Djinni.

"This sword was entrusted to me by my father," Abbadon said before nodding toward his spirte. "Same with Roiyaru here. And I'll be damned if I willingly let this sword fall into the wrong hands."

Abbadon pulled the blade out of his sheath, twirled it ferociously and stood in a battle-ready position.

"So if you want this sword," Abbadon yelled, "you're gonna have to pry it out of my cold dead fingers! And try doing it without slitting your wrists this time, you Emo bitch!"

[Mishiranu Arashi]

Arashi saw his words bounce from the man and saw no effect take hold. He felt a wave of annoyance before he saw the smirk, the telltale sign that the idiot found an answer. Arashi frowned at the word genie, it wasn't very tasteful at all. Though, he had to admit the wish granting was a bit annoying sometimes. His eyes darted to the blade once, then back to his opponents. The blades in his limbs extended from his forearms, gleaming in a menacing glare of chaotic serration. The buildings warped and shifted as if they were made of clay. The colors shifted, bloody reds and bile greens. The humans in the area reacted in acts of random violence, or launched themselves in throws of passion. Any senseless thing, as well as screaming and running about aimlessly, seemed to take place. The area erupted in both gruesome and grizzly actions and all the way to the other side of the spectrum.

The energy originally released was feeding and growing with every soul trapped in the midst of chaos. Joyous and wonderful chaos fell into the heart of the young fallen. Then there was the word of challenge from the man. The man now called himself an Archangel, one of the few choirs below him to resist his charm. Willful as the were though, he seemed to prove that the race wasn't all that intelligent. There was nothing to suggest he should reveal the additional power he possessed, or that he need keep the blade.

Looks like you set him off.

"You seem so ready to fight me," Arashi's tone lost the delicacy of his charms, instead becoming simple and earnest. "Why can't you give me the blade? Is your pride that potent that you see me unfit? What about me makes you think I'm not the right guy for the job?"

Arashi was amused by the emo bit, as well as the fact that he seemed to misunderstand. Arashi only cut himself to increase the amount of blood, he could wield his weapon just as efficiently in smaller doses. As the fallen spoke he pushed the blood out through the pores in his hands. His blood formed baseball sized orbs in his hands, each levitating about an inch from the surface of his palms. Arashi was not at all shy of battle, but he had a feeling that any fight's he got into nowadays would bring along a lot of unwelcome company. Last time was a law user from heaven, and in hell he was almost destroyed by the kings pet warriors. Arashi seemed to have no allies, and that was as good a reason as ever to avoid any conflict.

"Please Abbadon, I only want to live without the realm after my head. Is that so much to ask? You can go to heaven and live in peace, or remain here and have the same, I cannot. What's so bad about what I'm asking for? It's not like I can take on heaven with that blade... let alone attempt at hell."

Arashi was curious as to what he could pull from the desires of his foe. It took only a marginal amount of interaction to feel out a persons wants, Arashi could use those if he could just hold off on the senseless violence threatened by Abbadon.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

"Oh no," Abbadon said after hearing what Arashi had to say with a shake of his head. "You're not about to turn the tables on me, Arashi. You set us up at that mansion, attack us without any warning at all with it clear that you were aiming at either crippling us or fucking killing us. And all of this over a fucking sword!"

With another twirl, Abbadon hid the sword behind his back, still keeping a firm grip on the handle as he continued to confront Arashi in a word battle; the lamest kind of battle you could ever have.

"Whereas you could have done the exact same thing you're doing now back then earlier today," Abbadon started, "there would have been a better chance that I would have at least thought about letting you have it."

Abbadon frowned.

"But no," he said. "You deliberately decided to shit on my first day of work by trying to kill me! And that's not a good look for me. So don't try and turn this around like I'm the bad guy invoking violence right now. Have you seen what you just did to this area of Tokyo with just a prick of your fucking finger? This entire district is wrapped up in senseless violence and shit!"

Abbadon placed the Sword of Darkness back within its sheath.

"I'm just finishing what you started!"

[Kanjin Taiyou]

[Taiyou's actions in this thread lead up to Kerosene, and eventually into the 7th layer of Hell]

Taiyou spent some time by himself, gathering his thoughts. "I'd didn't have any clue that he was still alive. Abbadon, still a wuss, by my wuss..." Taiyou smiled to himself, watching the smoke of his cigarette blow in one direction. As Taiyou turned his head to watch the leaves fall from the tree near a bench where a man with white hair had just finished speaking to a younger man with a long, and rather flamboyant ponytail, Taiyou could sense that the air began to grow rife with magic, sautrated with it as Taiyou began to wonder what could have been causing it.

Soon his questions were answered, as a loud explosoion came from the building where Abbadon had went into after his and Taiyou's conversation. It was then that Taiyou followed the signature of the magic, it's presence growing more familiar, and a tthe same time more puzzling. "Something stinks, abd it smells like a damn Lillite... but... no it's to erratic to be one, they're docile unless provoked. This is like..." And the Taiyou relaized that a fallen was in his midsts, and it had a similar feel to the women who so rudly insult Taiyou's wife Tsuki.

Walking further into the compound, Taiyou noticed the conversation in the next room growing more and more intense, hearing Abbadon's voice, and that of two other me, one much younger than the other as a pool of ark read liquid ate away at the floor on which it was spilled. Taking the nearly finished cigarette from his lips, Taiyou threw the butt into the liquid and it dissolved as if it were nothing, pulling his sword from his waist, sending a surge of fire magic through it to ignite it's blunt end."Oni, just what the fuck is this?" Taiyou asked, as he began to heat the path before him, evaporating the fluid portion of whatever this mess was.

"Magic, damn near pure I want to say..." Oni said, her tone uninterested as she addressed Taiyou.

"What kind, and I don't have time for your shitty guessing games." Taiyou said, as he waited for the liquid to completely evaporate.

"Chaos, and the sprite that did this is sold, and by old, I mean strong.." Oni said, now feeding her magic into Taiyou, making hi apperent fire abilities all the more powerful as he grunted at the sound of the name of the element.

"Tsubasa, Toll, all pieces of garbage that used the same shitty element." Taiyou said in a gruff voice, not masking his dislike of chaos at all. Upon contact with his magic, it dark gossamer began to fizzle and hiss like an angry serpent, eventually dissipating and returning to its source as Taiyou walked on the scorched and cracked ground of the facility.

Soon he approached a breached section of the building to find Abbadon next to a man with purple hair, and a dog, all of them barring arms against what seemed to be a boy, bleeding profusely from his arm, hold to dark spheres, his goals to take the sword in Abbadon's possession as Taiyou heard most of the conversation. Facing the boys back, Taiyou shot flames on the floor near Abbadon and what seemed to be his allies to protect them from the encroaching pools of Chaos.

"Drop the shit now boy, or you end up a smear on my sword, or a scuff on my boot, you pick." Taiyou said, holding his flaming weapon near the youth's back, who Taiyou overheard Abbadon say was a Djinn, Taiyou's face filled with loathing at the sight of another Hellion being outside himself.

[Roiyaru]

Roiyaru did not understand the fallen's sudden change of approach. Before, he was more aggressive toward his master, challenging him to a duel of physical combat and magic inside a secluded mansion with an attempt at his life to claim the Sword of Darkness as his own; that same said sword he was still bonded to at the time. But this; this was odd. He was not expecting Arashi to play the pleading card at all.

He did not like this situation; not one bit. He stood ready while Arashi and his master were discussing the events of late. Roiyaru growled as he heard the fallen try to diminish his master, saying that he was doing nothing but invoking violence by readying himself for battle by pulling out the sword instead of simply giving it to him. He agreed with every point his master argued; if he wanted the sword he should have just asked at first instead of trying to kill him for it.

But Roiyaru knew that either way, his master would not give it up easily. Because memory-lapse aside, his master stayed true to his tasks; even if the one who placed the task before him had died long after it was given.

Suddenly a wall of flames appeared between the three of them and the Djinn, throwing off Roiyaru's demeanor into a state of surprise. He looked at his master to see if he used the last of his mortal fire magic to create the flaming barrier, only to discover that he had the same look of shock on his face.

"Drop the shit now, boy," Roiyaru heard someone say on the other side, "or you end up a smear on my sword, or a scuff on my boot; you pick."

Roiyaru found the voice familiar. It was a voice he heard back when he and his master served within the ranks of Heaven's army. It was a voice he knew his master looked up to with high regard back when things made sense. It was a voice that his master called his role model. He smirked.

"Taiyou..."

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon's face went from a "bitch, you trippin'" look to a "what the fuck just happened?!" kinda look when he saw the random wall of fire separate Shadow, Roiyaru and himself from the Djinn. Looking at his hands trying to make sure that it wasn't any remaining mortal fire magic flushing out of his system, Abbadon looked forward with a frown on his face, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

"Drop the shit now, boy," Abbadon heard across the flames, "or you end up a smear on my sword, or a scuff on my boot; you pick."

Abbadon thought a bit, moving his eyes around gesturing that he was thinking about whose voice that could be, since he started to find it familiar. But when he finally knew whose voice it was, Roiyaru beat him to the punch.

"Taiyou," he heard him say.

Abbadon smirked and took out his sword once again. "About damn time," Abbadon replied to Roiyaru. "Good for you to join us, bro," he yelled so that he could hear him. "I almost thought you left without saying goodbye!"

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow watched on as Arashi seemed to ask for Abbadon's blade and the response that Abbadon gave him. It really wasn't going to work but Shadow really wondered what happen to the young man standing infront of him during the time that they last met.

Arashi, he thought as he stood there with his hand ready at his own blade, what is happening to you... Then a wall of fire came up between his group and Arashi. Shadow looked at the flame then at Abbadon.

If it's not Abbadon or Arashi, then who...

"Drop the shit now, boy, or you end up a smear on my sword, or a scuff on my boot; you pick."

He looked through the flames to see a man in red but when he heard Roiyaru speak the unknown persons name, it threw him off a bit.

Taiyou.

"But,how?" Shadow asked out loud.

[Mishiranu Arashi]

The fallen youth dropped a foot or so as he reeled in the possible ways to take the sword and leave. Arashi hadn't the time to waste, his sister was still in hell with his brother, Yancha. His head was as clear as it was gonna get as he stood above the heads of his opponents. His bleeding slowed to a stop and the wounds healed around his bladed forearms. The bloody orbs in either hand spinning in random directions as he floated on his platform. The scene was changed swiftly though, as a sudden burst of flames blocked his view of Abbadon. The magic reminded him of the last fight and the magic that had been used. Arashi was enraged to see the attack, and assumed that it was one of the two before him. It took him a moment to quell the furry of his chaotic haze and realize it was only a barrier, Arashi exhaled, a blitz of energy released from his lips as he did so.

You shouldn't be doing this much Arashi.. It's like your out of con..

I am out of control Ranmyaku. The moment I released that first spurt I discovered that I was doing too much. The hearts of the humans around and the descent into chaos only fueled my miasma, and now I won't be able to stop without using the energy I've stirred up.

But this never happen

I wasn't on the way to losing my wings then now was I?

What do you mean?

I'm gonna be choirless if I can't take my place in hell once more.

It can't be happening that fast.

No.. no it won't.. but I'm stressed and desperate, that despair fuels the uneven state of my emotions. It's all I can do to avoid breaking into fits of tears and violence.

"ARASHI!!"

Ranmyaku called out only to stir a backward glance from the young Djinni. The fallen adversary hadn't been to stealthy about his entrance, Arashi had noticed the stir in his miasma, even if he didn't know what it was he wasn't too surprised to be so outnumbered again. He smirked, the memory of this man rocked into his mind and he felt all the malicious thoughts of his disgusting father. Arashi shook a bit as he felt the memory, the very energy his father had felt when he'd been put against Taiyou washed his mind. Arashi didn't turn, he was still high enough to be safe unless the warrior took to the sky. Though, Arashi felt Ranmyaku strike the ground, her chaotic roar causing a visible stir in the thick miasma. Arashi was shocked by just how much power she'd left hidden from him.

"Kanjin Taiyou. Are you here for the bounty, or for these two? My father didn't remember you as a bounty hunter so I assume you want me dead for another reason."

Arashi's wings hardened, forming a shell around him in defense of his body. The energy absorbed into his aural miasma surrounded him as well. The orbs that were in his palms rotated around him, splitting up into seven golf ball sized orbs of blood.

"I have no intention to raise your standing in hell, sorry but my life will not be forfeit, not yet. If you wish to stand in my way though.. I'll have quite the battle ahead of me. If his memory serves me correctly, you nearly killed my bastard father, Toll."

[Kanjin Taiyou]

Taiyou watched as Arashi rose into the air, the magic surrounding him growing more potent by the second, Taiyou's immensely intimidating weapon pointed squarely at the young celestial as he partitioned of the floating orbs into smaller ones. What surprised Taiyou was that that boy knew his name, that was until he revealed himself to be the offspring of a rather unfavorable face of Taiyou's past, the cruel Djinni known as Toll.

"A little shit like you couldn't raise my foot from the ground boy, neither could your equally as shitty father, which is why I didn't waste my time or effort in finishing him. But I see that like him, you don't know when to quit. I gave you a chance to leave, so do it now before I finish what I should have with your old man." Taiyou said as his sword remained pointed at Arashi.

Taiyou glanced over at Abbadon, and smirked at the sight of several of his old faces, the newly reincarnated and youthful Seijin, or Shadow as he was called now, and Abbadon's loyal canine companion, Roiyaru. "Stand up straight when you hold a sword Seijin... and what happened to your eye mutt." Taiyou said in a brash voice, his grin now a full fledged smile. It had been a long time since he smiled like this, and despite the current situation, he would not have chosen a better reunion for his old friends.

[Roiyaru]

Roiyaru smirked. Only Taiyou could get away with calling him "mutt." His master lacked the Gaul and the nerve, which was ironically hilarious itself since his master looked at Taiyou as the older brother he never had last time he remembered. And the fact that the fire master could tell that Akuma was the reincarnation of Seijin only proved his identity to be more true.

Roiyaru was glad to admit to such a sight; he was relieved to see Taiyou again. Hearing his master speak proved to Roiyaru that there was the possibility that the two crossed paths beforehand here in the Ningenkai, possibly while Roiyaru was searching for him after his magical brawl with the berserked Arashi. But when he asked out loud what happened to his eye, his smile erased itself and was replaced with seriousness.

At that moment, Roiyaru actually wished that Taiyou and his master really were brothers; only because that if they were, he could tell him how he lost sight of his eye through mental thought, since Roiyaru could communicate through any Hakaisha's mental channel. Taiyou was too far away from his master to touch him; he could even speak to him that way. But for some reason, Roiyaru could not work the nerve to speak on the subject out loud.

With this sudden frustration, Roiyaru's chaotic magic started to build up inside him, until it started to produce an aura of sorts. Roiyaru's eyes started to become engulfed in his black chaotic flames as his back seemed to ignite with the black flames. Whereas his chaotic surroundings were not as influential as it was to the others affected by Arashi's chaotic miasma, Roiyaru's seemed to match the Djinn's own aura, waiting on the right moment to release it for the fallen to see in all of it's fury.

You don't have to worry about me, Taiyou, Roiyaru thought to himself, knowing that he could not hear his mental channel without being related to his master through blood or physical contact. Arashi, however, is a different story...

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow sighed when he saw Taiyou speak to Arashi in such a manner. he heard them both mention Arashi's father so it made him assume that they had history as well. It was strange that everyone was connected in some way---Shadow knew some part of Arashi; Abbadon had a score to settle with Arashi and Arashi wanted Abbadon's blade; Roiyaru had his eye cut by Arashi and the situation with Taiyou that he heard just now.

In a way, Arashi had a deal in all of this and it made Shadow smirk.

"Stand up straight when you hold a sword Seijin..." Shadow heard and it popped him out of his thinking process.

Shadow did just as he was told but not without saying something to the fire user.

"It's Akuma now. Shadow Akuma."

[Mishiranu Arashi]

Arashi could do little more then watch the fallen take all his words and make himself more vicious. Arashi quickly analyzed the area, it's inhabitants and the fighters before him in his head. As far as he could tell, this fight would end badly. He knew his sprite was no where near the weak side, but there was another present, and the power levels of the people around him was against him. The man flaming about beneath him was a wrathful and vengeance filled man, grief and revenge all that Arashi could feel. The desires of the others were just as blatant at this point, Abbadon was all pride and honor, ad Akuma filled with loyalty. Arashi saw in them no desire he could exploit without setting off another, and he was in no position to ward off the group of men.

"It is agreed quite widely that my father was trash... and now he's dead. I have no quarrel with you my... fallen, friend. Instead my issues are with the upright and his band. I need only that sword, and only as long as it takes for me to force my way back home."

Arashi this place will erupt without someone holding the focus of the energy spilling out. what are you doing?[/b

I'll vent as much of it as i can before things get too bad then...

Hurry before that damned dog realizes you're sitting on a time bomb.

Why? What can he do about it?

He can make it go boom...

I doubt that would sit well on his conscious, killing the innocent to get at me.

Arashi pulled as much of the reaching miasma back to him as he could, the buildings on the further edges settled back to normal and the people calmed. The area still under his power was still measuring around three blocks in diameter. Arashi spread his lethal wings, the bladed black of them stretching more then a bodies length to each side. The balls of chaotic blood rotating around him absorbed the energy he pulled. The volume didn't increase but there was a notable difference in the concentration of chaos. The blood on the ground was drained of it's energy, and simply ceased to exist any longer, as any part of Arashi did without chaos. The youth stood poised and menacing atop his bloody platform. The twin blades extending from his arms glinting as the wicked edge of his wings shimmered.

Arashi himself held no ill intent, and not a drop of malice came from him, but the miasma and his appearance lied about his intentions. Ranmyaku extended the reach of her chaotic mane so that the tendrils nearly touched the warped earth. She crouched, truly a beast of her element, and a protector to her young master.

There's another one here.... i can't get much of a read on it... but a sprite came with the fire-brain. It's a tough one i know that...

Arashi nodded and concentrated on pulling in the rotten miasma he'd spewed out, little by little he absorbed the amplified chaos into his bloody orbs. The floating blood-red things began to harden and glow, pulsating with the energy he'd pushed into them. The material was fleshy, like the armor his body had grown before, and the sight disturbed him.

You need to control yourself idiot.

Kinda hard when you're young and reckless right?

The silent jesting between the two was short and Arashi never stopped watching the three behind the fire wall. Ranmyaku kept her sights on the blazing warrior.

"You shouldn't be preaching about when it's time to stop as if I even started anything Taiyou. You're the most aggressive one here. I haven't pointed a weapon at anyone today, I even started a pleasant conversation. Be nice old man, or is your wish to destroy hell and it's fallen followers bigger then your broken heart?" Arashi chuckled and turned to face Taiyou, his eyes deep and cold, warped and tormented. Arashi's simple smile seemed vicious and innocent all at once.

"Maybe with a wish at the price of only a small portion of your soul...
Maybe you can have what you want? Huh Taiyou? Why not give me a bit of your sorrowful memory, or a piece of your magical potential? Allow me to bath you in the power of a Djinni wish. Wouldn't your revenge be that much sweeter? I doubt you'll find another Djinni so kind as to offer his service to a twice treacherous angel. After leaving heaven and turning on hell.... why not accept my offer and do with it as you will? It can't hurt. I can't kill you with but a single wish you know."

Arashi's magically sweet voice swayed through the waves of chaos and stung every wound it could possibly strike. Arashi was flying half blind, but he knew just enough to target a foothold. Arashi had no hope of fighting everyone present, but maybe if he could appease this one he could try.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon chuckled when he heard Taiyou address Shadow, glad he was actually able to remember him criticize Shadow's past life. But once Taiyou questioned how his dogs eye got scarred, that only reminded him instantly as to why he wanted Arashi's head on a pole.

Abbadon looked next to him to see Roiyaru starting to growl at the Djinn. And he could tell that he was angry; all frowning and shit. But what start to make Abbadon nervous was that he saw Roiyaru catch on fire with the same black chaotic flames that the Archangel could muster himself. However, they seemed to be a lot more powerful than what he was able to rediscover for himself.

<Come on, boy,> Abbadon said to his sprite through their mental channel. <Calm down; it's okay...>

The Archangel frowned and gritted his teeth at Arashi. But as he was about to tell Taiyou what the prick did to Roiyaru, he saw Arashi start to play that same smooth talk toward Taiyou's way; offering him a Djinn wish.

"Don't do it, Taiyou!" Abbadon yelled past the flaming wall. "You're better than a stupid wish, especially from this suicide bleeder!"

Abbadon then ran closer toward the wall of fire, stopping about a foot away.

"Think about Kisaki!" Abbadon yelled, finally able to remember the name of his mentor's wife. "Think about your kids! Is this how they really should be avenged? By selling your soul to the devil for only a seconds worth of happiness?

"I wandered around this entire world trying to find out where who I am and where I came from," Abbadon continued. "And I never took the easy way out, not because it wasn't available, but because you drilled it into my skull so deeply, that it was one of the only things next to the face of that bastard Oracle that I didn't forget!

"You told me when we decided to form our rebellion against Tsubasa that 'there is no such thing as easy.' Well, I'm reminding you now, bro; you're going to avenge your family the right way; not like this. Not to this walking blood transfusion!"

<Roiyaru>, he said to his sprite mentally, <ready yourself, just in case...>

[Roiyaru]

<Come on, boy,> Roiyaru heard his master assure him through mental thought. <Calm down; it's okay...>

Roiyaru took a deep breath in an attempt to calm down, stopping his built up chaos magic from increasing any further. However, the magic that was originally manifested was still present. It neither grew nor subsided, even after watching his master try and talk to their mutual ally Taiyou, who at the time was offered a wish from the fallen Djinn.

Roiyaru watched as his master displayed thoughts and memories seemingly as if he had never forgotten any of them; as if they were always there. Not only did this prove to Roiyaru that his master indeed was back one hundred percent mentally, but that there were indeed impacts left in his mind that not even the wingless malakite could erase. And it seemed that once he was able to remember, he became even stronger than he was back in Heaven.

<Roiyaru,> his master once again said to him mentally, <ready yourself, just in case...>

Roiyaru wore a face of seriousness as he lowered himself toward the ground in a pouncing position, his black chaotic flames still ablaze around him.

<I already am, master...> he replied.

[Mishiranu Arashi]

Arashi's smooth, sweetened words had barely fallen when he was shocked to be given even more information to go on. His target's vengeance was for the sake of his family. The desire to avenge the lost loved ones in ones past was a powerful tool indeed. Arashi's mind swept through the past he'd never lived to find out anything he could use to further his ideal process. He wanted Taiyou to accept the gift of a wish, not to take from him but to gain his trust, or at least loosen his offense. The game had yet to fully begin, and Arashi was looking forward to the playing field becoming a mental one.

"Yes Taiyou, you're better then the simple way of fools and failures. Think of your wife and how unfair the loss of her life was. Remember your children and how they were forever stripped from your arms. Embrace that memory, and hold it, for you will never again see them nor will they be able to see you. Death is just what we make it out to be, the end. The vengeance you seek..." the oration of Arashi held a sickening inspiration. His voice airy as if the future was just within grasp. His own sad story choked up in the words, but only as a motivation for his own conviction. "The vengeance you deserve is so close. I'm sure you are very near to it Taiyou, but what can it hurt to add a slice of mine own power to your chances. Why wouldn't you? I mean really... you know the Djinni race well enough to know that one wish means little. I'll get an insight on your painful past and your history, and that's about it. You on the other hand... you will be given the power to crush the guilty. I may not have yet been born when all you loved was lost, but rest assured I know the pain of having nothing," Arashi blinked, shacking away the pain in his words. "I know it well."

Arashi calm yourself.

The miasma he'd been buying time to consume into the orbs thickened and pulsated as Arashi wavered for a moment. Then he continued to pull, leaving the surrounding block thick with his potent chaos. The saturation of the air was enough to effect even the strongest mortals, and a good few of the more ethereal.

I understand Ranmyaku.. no need to worry.

[Kanjin Taiyou]

"Your not my friend boy, I've got ball hairs older than you. don't speak like you know me kid, ya don't, cause if you did you'd know Hell's gonna go under when I get back there, so don't group me in with the likes of you. Beside, you don't look like anyone's friend, I walk in and everyone got gun ready to blaze, and your in all the cross hairs, so don't fed me that, 'I did nothing wrong shit', kinda full." Taiyou said a he clenched his hand on his sword.

The Djinni youth that hovered above him known as Arashi began to speak directly to Taiyou, speaking softly of promises of vengeance exacted, attempting coax the malcontent Celestial in a way that only a soothsayer could,offering falsehoods and speculation of the most grandiose levels. Taiyou was initially able to ignore the boy's petty pleas due to they're lack of specification, until 2 factors began to steadily increase as quickly the temperature of the air around Taiyou did.

Despite his intention, Abbadon spoke loudly about Taiyou's pain, someting that had nothin but the exact opposite effect he meant it to, as now Taiyou's true anguish lay raw and exposed, something Arashi immidiatley jumped upon, using his own memories of his deceased 4 children as leverage. Outside of this Taiyou could sense the looming danger of a massive surge in energy in the immidiate area, wondering if it was the same Choas magic that Oni spoke, keeping his magical energy stored for anything sudden.

Taiyou immediate shot Abbadon a scornful glance, his eyes now resembling burning embers as his mild temperament despite his harsh words now grew to a borderline rage. "Shut the fuck up Hakaisha, keep your mouth closed about them!" Taiyou roared, realizing it was too late to keep these facts revealed, and now focusing his wrathful eyes on Arashi.

"Who the fuck do you thin your talking to you little half shit, some kind of fool! you think you bringing up my kids is gonna turn me to putty in your small, cum and cookie crumb covered hands. I've met better at promising dreams and wishes you little bastard, and if damn near 3000 years of being near you damn scum has taught me anything its this, neither side is to be trusted..." Taiyou said as his gaze dropped to the ground, a circle of fire erupted around him as the pressure from the surge of energy he released caused a crater underneath his feet as Taiyou tensed his muscles and focused back on Arashi, his mind on his wife Tsuki, the only Djinn worth remembering.

"You forfeited the rights to life bringing my kids up you snot nosed punk, tell your father when you see him, I'm coming to kick his and your as again when I'm done in this world." Taiyou said as the edges of his sword grew red, burning into a bright white, the air crackling from the heat of his sword. Taiyou looked at the boy and for a moment he could see his eldest soon, also a Djinn, who unlike this bleeding abomination before him possessed no malice or evil intent, if if it weren't for this reason alone, Taiyou would have fired a salvo heat at Arashi to make the sun blush, but he held his extremely hot sword underneath Arashi, remembering the swelling Magic of the area.

"Be careful idiot, the air is rife with magic, don't do anything too stupid or you'll do more harm than good to your meatbag friends and the mutt over there. " Oni said, her words hollow as Taiyou knew she only care for his body and nothing more.

"Shadow... Get whatever people are in the area away from here..." Taiyou not taking his eyes off Arashi, the heat from the circle of fire raising and filling the room at a rapid pace.

[Roiyaru]

Roiyaru's chaos magic started to once again build up, this time by accident, becoming excited in the midst of Taiyou's display over his arson mastery. It grew near fifty fold; almost matching the magical level of Arashi's power when he was within his berserk state of mind. But even with the instant swell of magic within himself, he could tell that the continued magical build up from Arashi, Taiyou and himself combined would be catastrophic if all released at the same time.

"Master, there is too much magic in use around here!" Roiyaru yelled past the roaring flames around them. "Not counting Taiyou's flames, Arashi's flow of his chaos is becoming too overwhelming. If either of our magics combine, it would potentially have the power of fifty atomic bombs. If our magics clash, all of Tokyo could be destroyed!"

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon frowned, realizing that everything he just said only aided Arashi's point. It wasn't until Taiyou told him to shut up until he realized what exactly was going on.

Damn, he thought. I should have realized shit like that only works in movies and bad anime.

"Master, there is too much magic in use around here!" he heard Roiyaru yell. He turned around to face his sprite and continued listening to what he was able to sense from Arashi. But the fact that there was enough chaos magic in the area to destroy almost all of Tokyo left him thinking.

<Bullshit!> Abbadon told Roiyaru through their mental channel. <Arashi's magic is nowhere near as matured as ours! I may not have access to all of my abilities, but you do, Roiyaru! Go help Taiyou and get rid of some of that chaos magic. I'll take in whatever I can to even the odds.>

Abbadon then ran through the flames separating himself and the floating prick. Igniting a small bit of his own black chaotic flames, he started to instantly take in Arashi's chaotic essence as Roiyaru distracted him in aiding Taiyou's attack that was building up in his freakishly huge sword. I mean seriously; only Taiyou has the muscle to pick up that fucker. It's freakin huge!

[Roiyaru]

<Bullshit!> Roiyaru heard his master call. He would be lying if he said that did not startle him a bit. But as his master explained their situation, he nodded, knowing that he was right. Both his master and Roiyaru had been alive decades before the birth of Arashi and more experienced. And even though his master had to relearn his abilities over chaos due to his situation, there was no excuse for Roiyaru.

<Go help Taiyou and get rid of some of that chaos magic,> his master commanded. <I'll take in whatever I can to even the odds.>

Once again, Roiyaru nodded. And already in his pounced state, Roiyaru jumped through the flames around the same time his master did, landing next to Taiyou with his eyes ablaze in his black fiery chaos magic.

"I believe Operation 23 is in order, don't you, Taiyou?" he said to his master's role model.

Operation 23 was a maneuver that Roiyaru formed with Taiyou in case his master got a bit too over his head and needed their assistance, in which Roiyaru would combine his chaos magic with the intense heat spewing from Taiyou's sword back in their heavenly days. The attack always seemed to work perfectly whenever the two practiced it, but this would actually be the first time the maneuver would ever be performed.

After he was assured that his master was consuming as much chaos energy as he could from their target Arashi, Roiyaru sent a roar in the midst of the intense heat from Taiyou's sword, sending out black fiery chaos to intermingle with the spewed heat. The two elements formed a burgundy ball of energy that immediately launched itself toward Arashi and his blood-created platform.

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow at first frowned when Taiyou ordered him to go get the people in the area near here out of harms way. He wanted to fight, he wanted to help. BUt then he looked at the situation at hand. He was standing by two powerful users of magic and a sprite of chaos, he in his own right was second rate fire magic user with emotional problems. They all had history with Arashi and reason to kill him, he had not.

In a way, this was helping. He was helping them out by not having any body else get hurt. Besides, everyone was scared shitless from what they were seeing. A man in a siut and tie dropped his drink on the ground, a school bus full of little kids ad pull in to a hault and more than likely the army may or may not be on their way here because the police was ready to fire.

Then Shadow over heard something that shook him to the core and convince him that he had to get them out of here.

"If our magics clash, all of Tokyo could be destroyed!" he heard Abbadon's sprite shout.

"Lust!" Shadow cried out, "Rage!"

"You rang?" Lust said behind Shadow. Rage stood next to him, picking his right ear no less. Shadow only shook his head, "You heard the man, we need to get everyone to safety. Rage, I want you to go to police and "convince" them to leave."

"Nice, I need to let go of some tentsion today." the emotion said as he ran in the direction of the police with flames in his hands.

"Lust, I need you to get the people on the bus and anyone else near this area out of here. If you need help, make sure to get Rage."

"Yes, sir!" Lust giggled as he ran in the direction of the bus. Lust then stop half way.

"What are you going to do?" Lust asked without looking at Shadow.

"I'm going to open the old emergency openings around the area. If this fight starts going to shit, we can put the people in there. It has some magical protection."

And some was right. When Shadow gain the seat of the first for the Devil Saints, there were old floor plans of bomb shelters located through out Tokyo that his mother and her team had build but never really used. They were protected by magic for magic but this type of magic that was out there now was different. It was a gamble but Shadow didn't really have a choice.

"Better get a move on..." Lust said. He could sense Shadow's fear of this situation but he knew that youth wasn't going to stop. "...Don't die on us, kid...you still have a score to settle."

Shadow made a nod as he saw Lust go toward the bus.

I only got few moments before the place goes to lockdown...

Shadow turn to look at Taiyou. "Keep Arashi busy, I know what to do with the people but I'm going to need some time, okay?" Without getting an answer, Shadow ran back into the flower shop.