Mission One (Operation: Keep-Away)[FINISHED]

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon rode his motorcycle to the location the GPS on his com directed him to. He used the opportunity to bone up on his first mission as the Cherry Blossom of the Devil Saints. Although he was delighted to have a form of power within the company, he had to admit; he felt the whole flower ranking was a bit gay.

According to the Devil Saint Archives he accessed on his bike - conveniently located as a custom function thanks to Maggie - the Ms. Tomi in question was actually Tomi McClure, a Scotland senator under Scottish Law house-arrest here in Tokyo, Japan. She was responsible for numerous terrorist attacks in Scotland, Hong Kong and Austrailia. She was filthy rich and instantly gave Abbadon an "old bitch" vibe when he saw a picture of her.

Abbadon huffed out a chuckle as he turned off the computer.

"Figures my first mission would be to protect a senile old bitch," he said to himself.

When he drew hear to the location of her residency, he saw Shadow's awkward black and green sports car parked on the street. Abbadon chuckled; why anyone would want to mix those two colors together was one thing he could never figure out. He looked across the street from Shadow's parked car, only to see Tomi McClure's estate; a giant Scottish Castle, furnished in a mixture of modern-day architecture with a bit of traditional Scottish furnish.

"Once again," he said, looking at the castle, "I am not fucking surprised."

He grabbed a bit of the railing behind him to lean on, looking like it was apart of the estate. But the moment he touched it, he experienced another outer body experience. He couldn't see anything; he could only hear the screaming and the struggle of a woman.

"Get off of me!" she yelled. "Let me go! HELP! Anyone!!!"

Suddenly, Abbadon was taken back to reality. He looked at the castle with a new light, now knowing that something was terribly wrong inside that house.

With a serious face, he walked over to Shadow's car and repeatedly tapped on the window of the drivers side.

"Hey!" Abbadon yelled. "I'm here!"

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow slept in the car as he waited for Abbadon to catch up with him. The GPS system got him there a bit to quickly and, like always, Shadow took some down time for a moment. A lot has happen in the few hours before this mission has even started and Shadow had to rest on it.

He slowly closed his eyes and opened them again only to be in front of the man in black again, the same one from before but this time, it felt different. Shadow was now floting above the person and from what Shadow saw, their were two of them: the one from the day before and someone that looked like

Me? he thought, What am I doing here?

The figure that looked like him walked to the the one in the black and slapped him. Shadow could make out his "clone" saying something, tears streaming from his eyes.

Knock-Knock-Knock Shadow woke up with a jump, sweat covering his body.

What.... just happened?

Knock-Knock-Knock Shadow jumped again and saw Abbadon knocking on the window of the car.

Right...I forgot... Shadow opened the door and stepped out.

"Took you long enough." Shadow then slapped Abbadon, hard, on the face. The devil Saint walked back, looking at what he had done.

"I, uh, I didn't mean to do that..."

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon kept his head in place after the random slap to the face Shadow gave him. His facial expression was mixed with confusion and frustration. He peered over at the purple haired man and raised an eyebrow.

"Right," he said after he released a sigh. "Anyway, I've been picking up a weird vibe since I got here." He looked at the castle across the street.

"Now that I look at it," he said with a serious face, "this place is too quiet; I don't like it. I think something happened in the house before we got here; this Miss Tomi could be in danger."

He looked at Shadow, only to be reminded of the slap to the face, in which he rubbed his cheek to check if there was a sting.

"We need to find a way in that won't cause suspicion," he said. Then he glanced inside Shadow's car. In the passengers seat, he saw a black Beret sitting neatly. He looked at the french hat, then at Shadow.

"That yours?" he asked with a hint of interest?

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow went into his car again, reached the black Beret in questioned, then came back out.

"No, I don't think it is..." he tossed the Beret at Abbadon. "But you are right, we may have to find another way in."

Shadow moved his hair back from his ear, reviling the com in his right ear. Pressing a button on the commutator, he spoke.

"This is Shadow calling the 3rd seat office."

Third Seat office.... a young man's voice answered

"I need you to find other entrances in the building of Miss Tomi." he said as he looked at the building.

Just one moment... the young man said.

There is no other way in sir...sorry Shadow pressed the com button again, sighing as he laid Against the car.

"There's no way in but the front...what can we do..."Shadow placed his finger on his chin to think.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon looked at the beret, then at the front door entrance. He smirked as an idea crossed his mind. He grabbed a toothpick from his pocket and twirled the Beret with his index finger. He put it on and looked at Shadow with a hint of confidence in his eyes.

"I'll tell you what we can do," he said. "Were going in through the front."

He tossed Shadow a confident smile and a thumbs up as he placed the toothpick in his mouth.

"Comb your hair back," he said. "I got an idea..."

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow raised an eyebrow but he did do as he was said, taking a black comb out of his jacket and combing his hair back. He could sense the confidence from Abbadon and it felt relaxing for a change.

"Just what is your idea?" he asked.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon placed his arm around his shoulder with a smile on his face.

"Just follow me," he said. "Trust me on this, bro. Oh; and act like you're freezing."

Abbadon went to the front door of the castle and used the door knocker. When it opened, a butler who looked like the most arrogant type of person answered.

"Yes?" he asked.

Abbadon entered the foyer with his hands rubbing his arms. "Well it's about time!" he said with a french accent. "Did you expect us to stand outside for us to freeze in the bitter cold?!"

Abbadon sneezed right in front of his face.

"Look now," he continued in his accent. "I've gone and caught a sniffle!"

"Are you expected?" the butler interrupted.

"Don't take that tone with me, monsieur," Abbadon told the butler. "Now go tell Madame Tomi that Baron von Heimlech," he pointed to Shadow, "and his assisitant Sharolle' Meclur are here to view the tapestries!

The butler raised an eyebrow. "Tapestries?" he asked.

Abbadon rolled his eyes. "Sacre Mandit," he cursed in French. "This is a castle, isn't it? There are tapestries!"

The butler stood in front of both of the Devil Saints.

"This is a castle," he started. "And we have many tapestries." He frowned. "But if you are Scottish Law, then I am Mickey Mouse!!"

Abbadon looked at Shadow, acting as if he were shocked to hear such words. "How dare he?" he asked.

Then he turned around and punched the butler in the face. The back of his head hit a nearby wall and fell unconscious.

Abbadon chuckled as he took off the Beret and spat out the toothpick. He looked at Shadow with a smile.

"And boom goes the fucking dynamite!" he said with enthusiasm.

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow watch in aw as he saw the butler go down in one punch. He then looked at Abbadon, who just so happens comes with a catchphrase. He walked in and turning to the man behind him.

"I guess I can cross out subtle as a middle name."

Shadow went into the main hallway that was to the left of the front door, the smell of wood burning drawing him near to the room.

"Miss Tomi," Shadow called out, "It's me, Mister Akuma, you called us earlier about protecting you and some item, Hello!"

There was a chair setting front of the fire place and Shadow only wanted to get closer. There was also the smell of blood somewhere close by. It made him light headed and he didn't know why.

"Something...isn't right..." he said to himself.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon noticed that Shadow was starting to wobble when he entered the room with the fireplace. Seemingly out of instinct, he grabbed Shadow by the shoulders, in case he fell.

"Hey," he said in a calm yet concerned tone of voice. "Hey, buddy. You okay?"

That's when he heard Shadow say it.

"Something... isn't right..."

Hearing Shadow utter those words, he looked on the floor. There was a small pool of blood that seemed to be fueled from a slowly dripping source from above them.

"What the hell?" he asked himself. He looked up, trying to eye the existence of the blood source. What he saw shocked him completely. There she was; Miss Tomi, pinned to the ceiling by her back by seemingly nothing, bloodied and a complete mess, and a look of fear and panic smeared over her face.

"My God," he whispered to himself.

Miss Tomi's left hand dangled, as if it were the only part of her body that wasn't pinned to the ceiling. She pointed toward the two, her mouth moving rapidly as blood oozed back and forth from her lips like a hunting hound.

"Be-be-be," she tried to speak. "Be-beh-behind you..."

[Mishiranu Arashi]

Arashi arrived in the foyer of the massive estate with the use of his herethere ability. The focus he had now in the midst of a hunt for power allowed him to walk through the portal without falling from the sky or some other random occurrence. His sleek, serrated black wings spread wide behind him as he came into existence in the bustling home. Behind him walked the beastial form of Ranmyaku, the natural and unsweetened ranmyaku.


The red fabric that covered the young Arashi was formal and just as flashy as Arashi hoped it to be. The mock lantern lighting of the castle cast a yellowish light on the black surface of his wings, making them a brownish color. His dark eyes quickly found his target as she froze with her mouth gaping open. The servants of the estate were all frozen in fear as well. Arashi took a moment to take in the situation, and seeing as he was already an inter-realm fugitive he wasn't quick to find a peaceful way through this. Without even thinking his order ranmyaku made quick work of the household, leaving only Miss Tomi and her old butler in the midst of falling debris, blood, singed and charred flesh as well as a rain of melted body parts. The destructive power of chaos was lethal and unpredictable, and Arashi was often amused at the many ways it caused damage. This time people had been torn through by Ranmyaku, and as an effect of her touch they took acidic damage and burns, Arashi simply smiled at the chaotic display.

Arashi wrapped his right wing over him as the spraying rain fell and laughed. He shielded himself and allowed none of the disgusting mess on his clothes. He held his sword now, the sash tightly wrapped around his right wrist underneath his sleeve. The blood was being pulled from his flesh and to the blade, down the sharpened edge and onto the floor. His demonized sprite drank in the blood that fell from the swords tip to keep herself linked to him more completely as Arashi leaned on the blade with his left hand in his pocket watching her work.

Ranmyaku turned to him and spoke through their shared link of blood and energy. She had enjoyed fully the release of her energies even if it was only mild.

I can get used to this. It's oh so much better then being locked up in you.

Don't get used to it... it's only so i can quickly clear my name.

Clear your name? You slaughtered near a hundred uprights with a pleasant smile. You took the soul of their king. And you just ordered the slaughter of a room of humans for no real reason. You think you are without sin?

No.. but history is written by those with power, and sins are forgiven when none can punish you.

You look up to sanada a little too much Arashi... you can't really think

Enough.. we'll just do what we can, or accept my execution.

Ranmyaku fell silent and Arashi had turned his eyes to the older woman, smacking the butler into the wall with the flat side of his left wing to avoid distraction.

"Well Miss Tomi, for the little price of you soul.. I can grant you seven wishes. Or I can simply kill you and you get nothing I could otherwise provide you."

Arashi spoke with a silky smooth tone that brought a grin to the greedy bitches old wrinkled face. It was disgusting how vile humans could be.
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A car pulled up to the castle as Arashi's game was coming to an end, with miss Tomi held to the ceiling by Ranmyaku's trail of bloody chaos. Arashi had already cut off the flowing blood and placed his sword at his side, the long sash around his waist and wrapped around the blade in place of a sheathe. Arashi wondered what would come of this development as the tormented old bat screamed from the vaulted ceiling. Ranmyaku stood beneath her looking to Arashi for further instruction as the young fallen stepped into the shadows.

"I think our prey has Arrived. Tomi... "

He waited to hear movement and instead he heard a second car and movement afterward.

"I'll be granting you that final wish now... what would you like."

"Just go on with it you filthy bat. Kill me, I wish you'd just shut up and kill me!!"

The shrill and ever defiant command brought a smile to Arashi and he nodded, though he didn't immediately do as she asked. He shook the butler awake and ordered him to answer the door and play dumb a moment. Arashi would need a moment to collect the woman's soul, but he wouldn't miss his attack. Ranmyaku sunk into the bloody pool beneath the old woman. The Djinni youth backed into the corner as the door opened and was shocked when instead of going away the couple busted in. They old bitty snitched him out and Arashi frowned, knowing he wouldn't be able to savor her soul now. With his left hand he grabbed the hilt of his sword and through it to the place Tomi stayed. The effects of the chaotic sword were more lovely then the young fallen had expected.

The woman more or less was obliterated and Arashi tilted his head in amusement.

"Hello Abbadon, and Akuma Shadow I presume."

He paused between the names, hoping to read reactions to decide which was which. Though, waiting any longer would prove a bother, so Arashi summoned up a small ping pong ball sized ball of chaos in his hand and hurled it at the man who attacked the butler without caring to see the effects. Arashi launched himself into the air and landed on the landing above, black wings spread, just as the ball of chaos imploded the area within about 15 square feet of the area that Abbadon had been when the ball was thrown. Arashi wondered if the guy would dodge, if he didn't it would be a shame. Everything that was caught in the blast radius ceased to exist there at all, it'd be a shame if he was carrying the blade.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon saw the man Tomi pointed to behind him as he sent a sword through her, killing her instantly. He then looked at him with the courage of a thousand warriors; the cockiness he sensed from the man worried him the most. Then he spoke to him.

"Hello, Abbadon," he greeted. He looked at Shadow. "And Akuma Shadow, I presume."

Abbadon frowned at the man in front of him, still standing with Shadow in his hands. How did he know who he was? He never met this guy before a day in his life, yet he greeted him as if they knew each other all of their lives. This was the most eeriest of feelings Abbadon had because he had no idea what to expect. He knew the situation was big prior to entering the house with his little outer-body experience, but this took it to another level. It was when he saw the man form a small ball of energy within his hand when he realized that he was right.

Not even before the man threw the small ball toward them, Abbadon acted on his growing instincts and pushed Shadow out of the way. Soon after, the man threw the ball toward him. Abbadon immediately jumped out of the way of the ball of energy before it imploded. The blast knocked Abbadon to a nearby wall, hitting his back first before landing on the floor near the fireplace. When he looked up, he noticed everything that was near the area of the energy ball was gone. When he was able to stand, he immediately ran over toward Shadow. He stood in front of him, somewhat protective as he released his sword from it's sheath. He looked at the winged man on the balcony above him with awe, fear and anger.

"Who the fuck are you?" he asked him. "And how the hell do you know me?!"

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow heard the voice. It sounded so familiar and right away he knew who it was.

Arashi... he thought happily but he was bone rushed by Abbadon into a wall.

"Abbadon, what the hell!" Then he saw it. The orb of chaos went passed him, inches away from his legs and destroyed half of the room. Shadow stared at the man who, only months ago, wanted his help.

What's going on.... Shadow stood as Abbadon came to stand in front of him and Arashi standing on the balcony above him. "Arashi," Shadow called out as he placed his right hand on his blade's handle, "Why are you doing this. What the fuck is your problem!"

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon's face squinted in confusion as he heard Shadow call out to the man who just tried to kill the both of them. He looked at both of them; Shadow behind him, and the man he evidently knew as Arashi above him, making sure not to keep his guard down. He twirled the blade once again, still standing in his battle-ready position.

"You know this guy?!" he yelled at Shadow in response to the chaotic confusion cluttering inside the collapsed quarters of the mansion. The frown on his face deepened; he didn't know what was going on anymore. He hated being in situations that made no sense to him, and this whole identity crisis wasn't helping him at all.

The blade on the Sword of Darkness glowed in response to Abbadon's frustration as he stared at the winged man once again. Whatever his intentions were, Abbadon had to figure out a way to get out this situation with Shadow unharmed. It was evident that his emotional problems were clouding his judgment of the situation; interacting with Rage and Lust was proof of that. And he wasn't going to let some demiangel, or whatever this "Arashi" character staring them down was, get in his way...

[Mishiranu Arashi]

The pooled blood on the floor that held the form of the waiting Ranmyaku managed to avoid eradication and lay not far from the two confused fighters. Arashi saw the flash of recognition in the eyes of Shadow and knew this attack was likely very unexpected. Arashi was not sure he cared to console the human however, and instead saw his target pulled from it's sheathe. A swift change in his face made obvious his grin. The sword he'd thrown was know in the ceiling, hilt deep and out of reach. Arashi saw his sprite waiting his telepathic orders and everything seemed to be in order. Arashi had little control of the chaos in his blood without Ranmyaku in his system, so he entrusted that much to her, he would take this fight to a more close ranged battle.

Arashi hopped up and in each hand summoned an implosive ball of chaos, throwing them to the outside of both Shadow and Abbadon to force them in nearer each other. With the two balls of dangerous energy thrown ahead of him he dove between them with bladed wings spread and began his attack. The fallen halted in midair using his wings as breaks and landed barely long enough to launch himself forward in the direction of Abbadon's chest with his knee outstretched. His attack was swift and gave no effort to assault Shadow. The focus of his attack was not to win but to leave with the blade his opponent held in his hands.

Arashi..

Just watch my back Ranmyaku.

Understood.

The thought out conversation was passed between the youth and his bloody companion within the seconds of his attack and the bloody puddle lay as lifeless blood was supposed to.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon saw Arashi jump up and summon more of those implosive balls of energy. The two were then thrown toward the two Devil Saints. Abbadon looked behind him, staring at Shadow with a frustrated frown on his face.

"Move your ass, bro!" he yelled at him as he pushed him out of the way of the ball heading towards him. Abbadon then quickly jumped up and out of the way. He swung his sword toward the two balls of energy, the blade still glowing. The way he swung the sword reflected the hit of a baseball bat. He hit both of the balls successfully. But instead of the energy retreating back toward the person it came from, it seemed to merge into the sword itself!

Abbadon landed in a spun pivot, the sword he held in his left hand directly behind him. But when he stared at Arashi, he noticed that he was heading right for him. By the time he thought of how to avoid his oncoming body thrust it was too late. He could feel Arashi's knee impact his chest with the power of a punch from a man weighing 245 pounds of raw muscle.

Abbadon frowned as he saw the emotionless face of Arashi by his right shoulder. But before the distance between the two farthered apart, he used whatever stamina he had to sustain a float-like flight. He twirled his sword and stabbed the man's wings to a nearby wall. After landing on the wall standing upright, he pulled the sword from the wall and flew forward, only to turn around to face the man with his right hand formed like a gun.

"Fire! Inferno!" he yelled. "Guide your bullet into the corpse of mine enemy!"

The tip of his index finger started to glow. And after a few seconds of waiting, a small blast of fire magic forcefully and quickly ejected from it, heading towards Arashi.

[Tsubarisu Hotaka]

In a blinding flash of white light Hotaka descended into the room. Immediately Hotaka saw the dealings of Chaos magic around him. He stood in the room and raised Absolution high into the air. In response Hotaka's eyes glowed white and a stroke of brilliant white lightning hit Absolution and spread along the entire building.

This was the power of Order. Superior power. The chaotic blood on the floor became nothing more than a stagnant pool of water. The sword the seemed to glow in the hands of Abbadon seemed to glow a bit less ferociously. Hotaka's Order induced vision, allowed him to see the hidden sprite in the room. Frederick smirked as he stepped out of one of the cackling tendrils of lightning on the ground.

Armed with nothing but a quill Frederick strode to wards Ranmyaku and scribbled something only recognizable to himself and Hotaka. Hotaka smirked and watched as Absolution disappeared into himself.

Hotaka then grew shoulder length Blonde hair and a Large Zweihander appeared in his right hand.

"Order is come, you despicable Blight....." Hotaka said as he faced Arashi.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon landed in a kneeling position after shooting a concentrated bullet of his fire magic. His sword was right in front of his face; it's normal glow somewhat blinding to him. But as he saw it, he noticed that the glow started to dim a bit. That wasn't normal for his blade to act this way. It wasn't until he saw a flash of white light flash in the room until he realized the situation at hand. He saw a man standing with a sword that disappeared after he calming down the magic usage in the room. Once he heard him speak to Arashi, he saw his face. He knew who the man was. He asked for his aid long ago, only to be greeted by an unexpected brawl in the middle of a field with an isolated tree. He could never forget that face.
It was Hotaka Tsubarisu.

Abbadon frowned. "You..." he whispered to himself.

In a somewhat controlled fit of rage, Abbadon stood up and placed the sharp end of his Sword of Darkness blade at the Heavenly King's throat.

"What are you doing here, Hotaka?" he asked him with a mixture of curiosity and anger. "The last time we met, I was asking for your aid when you attacked me for no reason!"

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow couldn't believe what was happening. Who ever this person was, it was no longer the Arshi that he once knew was no longer him anymore. That's when things went from ugly to even more ugly. Shadow took out his own sword out, only just in case, and ran to Abbadon who now held his own blade at the neck of another friend.

"Abbadon!" the Devil Saint called out, "Don't do that, he is a friend not a foe. Our real target is the turd that attacked us."

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

"I know who this bastard is!" Abbadon yelled back in retaliation. When he looked at Shadow with his reaction, his face was frowned; completely frustrated and filled with rage. The frustration was from the situation between the two Devil Saint's attacker, who tried to end their lives with implosive balls of energy. If Abbadon's sword didn't absorb the energy from the two balls later thrown, who knows what would have happened to them.

Then Abbadon saw Hotaka; that instantly filled him with rage. The fact that he would just instantly appear like he was the ultimate dispute handler after the experience he had with the Heavenly King in the past made him fueled with a mixed lust of anger and revenge. So when Abbadon looked at Shadow after his reply, the look was reminded of a scolding father completely and utterly disgusted at his son for deliberately disobeying him.

Then Abbadon looked down. He noticed Shadow had his own sword at his throat, continuing a chain that Abbadon physically admitted to have started. So many more things rushed through his mind at that time. Why would Shadow protect this guy, when he was the one supposed to be his best friend? How did he know Hotaka to have reacted in this way? And why the hell was the glow in his sword so dim?!

Abbadon sighed, trying to release some of the conflicting rage and confusion in his system. He looked back at Hokata, easing up on his hateful stare just a bit.

"He's Hotaka Tsubarisu," Abbadon said to Shadow while staring at the King. "Heavenly King of the fifth layer of Heaven. I found a way to contact him one night, hoping he could give me some answers to my true identity. Instead, he attacked me as soon as he saw me. When he did, I was under the impression that Oracle must have gotten to him before I did, so I tried to talk him out of it."

He frowned deeper. "But he wouldn't listen," he continued. "Instead, he gave me one hell of a workout. He disappeared before he did any real damage, but it was then I realized that not even Heaven can help me now..."

He glanced over at Shadow, looking back and forth between he and the blade he had at his throat.

"You can calm yourself," he said to him in an assuring manner. "I'm not going to harm him. Just put your blade down before you hurt someone, will you?"

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow sighed a breath of relief.

"Good, now come on. We need to stop this guy before this get out of hand and we have problems in the streets. We can work out all these problems after we make it out alive which I plan on doing, thank you very much." Shadow took back his blade form the man's throat and pointed it to the his enemy.

"We will give you a chance to back off and leave!" he shouted as he looked at Arashi, eyes glowing red and ready to attack if need be.


Rage, Lust she said within his mind.

Yeah? the both said.

You guys ready just in case...