NOTE: This story is an AU set in a composite roleplay versewith all of you. However, it will have a few meaningful divergences, one of which is going to be obvious from the get go. Please, hold your suspension of disbelief
“These days the social medias have been rough to you, mon petite”,Charlotte said while offering him some coffee “There is however a place where you are still somewhat popular”
“The rumors are true, then, all that is rotten and vile in this world is on Chatzy”
“Hmmm… I can also see you seem to have fully healed. Faster than I expected”
“Organic tissue magic”, Ankoku corrected her, looking down at the cup of coffee “It’s how I heal, it’s how I move my scarf”
“Ah yes, how you defeated me”, she said, stirring her cup with a noticeably quicker pace “... pretty stylish, a shame you used magic. I’d have liked to find a way to replicate it with technology… do you think nanite would suffice?”
A shrug from Ankoku was all she would get as he was taking slow sips from his cup, not enjoying it. Charlotte did not intend to pry further, and she had lots of jobs to do. Taking her teleporter she was about to leave the room, saying: “Remember. My house is your house. Don’t open the wrong bedroom or bathroom, or you might find my one night stand, and if you are bored, you can read a few magazines. They belong to my daughters, so...“
“I tried, there was that had an interview with me and Medaka back when we were an item”, he interrupted her. Ouch, that had been a bad move, she really felt sorry about it. Normally Charlotte would have not pushed, but it was the first time Ankoku had spoken this much ever since she had brought him to her place. What was the best place to hide a hero if not in a hideout of a recent enemy of his, after all.
“... does the break up still hurt you?”, she asked him with a soft motherly voice, hoping to get more
There were no words to describe the death glare she received, but at least now the young man was raising his voice: “Are. You. Kidding? That was pretty much the only thing that has gone right ever since I killed Darnic!! . I am more upset I lost my being a hero… I have to find a way to clear my name. I know I am guilty, but I still want to be a hero… there has to be a way, and good thing she can’t call out of blue, with her nyaaaa, her dopey smiles and her cuddles, no matter how often I told her to stop. I am glad I got rid of her and I miss her already… So… what kind of threats I could get rid of? There has to be a way to still help others in this state without them screaming and running away from me, like that maid...”
Immediately catching himself on the last part he grumbled looking for an excuse, but Charlotte caressed his head in comfort, giving for once a soft smile. The poor cute soul, with a broken romance, both in a more archaic sense with her pursuit for heroism, than his personal teen turmoil, yet determined to be still a hero. Admirable.
“Don’t rush yourself, and tell me when you have finalized your plan”, she smiled before making him a final question “Oh, do you wish to tell my client anything? They said they are going to believe you and anything you say”
Ankoku’s answer was silence and a dismissive gesture. Well, likely that was all she could get. Charlotte teleported away. Flushing the rest of the coffee down the sinker (it was too bitter for his own taste). He walked out to reach the bathroom.
A scream of a naked woman. Ankoku immediately shut down the door.
“Sorry. I did not know someone was showering”
“it’s… it’s okay…”, the voice from the other side of the door mumbled “Has… has anyone told you look a lot like that Hero… what was the name, Ankuko?”
… oh god, that mispronunciation… and he had to even take it
“Never heard of her”
Slowly, he began moving upstairs. Crime didn’t pay? Whoever said it had not seen Charlotte’s penthouse, seriously. Before Medaka had invited him home, he had to beg his parents to lend him money for renting a two room apartment that was so small two people were a crowd in it. It was all worth it though. He was a hero, he was destined to forever travel, so that was only a place to sleep on.
And yet people always earned more. It was alright though… he had other’s smiles. And now he had nothing. He was nothing. The cold of the water was at least making him feel something. Like how awful he looked. Like the mirror showed him framed in an hellish flaming pentagram.
Wait… that was the mirror. A … a communication spell
“Akeno, put your communication runes up to your face”
“Of course, Anky dear! I tried to contact you by mobile, but you didn’t answer so… a scrying spell and a few runes, and here I am ”, the half devil said before her expression considerably softening at looking at her friend. She knew what to ask him
“Anky, who hurt you? Don’t say that nobody did, I … read the news… I even know about your wai-I mean, Medaka…”
“Know this. I am sorry, I can only imagine what led you to be pushed this far. Whoever did that… I am plucking their soul from Makai and I am going to make them suffer”
He couldn’t even escape the loneliness without someone using super powers to find him? How was he meant to make a plan if anyone could contact him? And what was worse? Ankoku didn’t know how to answer her. He put his hands over his face, trying to come with an answer, turning and letting out guttural sounds that were not an answer. Anything… he didn’t know what to tell her. Sadly, Akeno interpreted it only as him not being ready and that was fine: it was not the only thing she wanted to say
“Anky… can I ask you why a group of skanks came to Koh Academy asking for you?”, she asked, at which the youth rose a brow, having no clue, thus Akeno continued “I had noticed a group of people, different each day, stalking the area,and whose energy was… off. I was only monitoring them while minding my own business, to but one of them came in the shape of Miss Rias. When I pointed out she had none of her behaviour and energy signature… they attacked me. All twenty of them”
For how much Ankoku was wallowing in his own misery, his desire to help others was coming through
“... DRAT!”, he exclaimed as he shoved his face so close he was almost trying to enter the mirror “Akeno, are you alright?”
With a chuckle, Akeno twirled to show him her body was completely unblemished
“See? As perfect as ever… I can’t say the same about them, though, They needed to be punished”, she said with a smile as she showed him a skull, full of sharp teeth. and burnt tissue. While Ankoku would have been mad at her for killing people, the shape of that skull...
He realized quickly what was the case
“...shapeshifting flesh golems crafted out by the Dragontooth warriors I fought… Winter? It must be her”
“I don’t know who is this Winter, Anky… but their energy was a mix of many things. Including: demonic, holy dragon..., even alien, if you are to believe that”, she explained him, Ankoku quickly taking a nod.
“Winter is my hero replacement, and the one who forced me to be on the run… Do you think a rogue devil might be behind this? She is like… extremely powerful”, he’d question her as he fixed his clothes, feeling excited, now that he knew something could be done. His voice brimmed in enthusiasm
“Thanks for telling me so, Akeno… as soon as I can, I am coming over to Japan,we are finding that devil and exorcise it, thus I will return a hero! I am in… hmm… France. See you in around eleven hours!”
“Actually”, her voice sounded a bit firmer, she looked at the side “... I can’t be with you right now, as a King, I have to make sure I have beaten all of these flesh golems. And I wish you’d have been at my sides as a pawn, but … I bet you have another plan already. You know I always believe you ♥. And I promise, as soon as I can, I will come… “
She left hanging the last sentence, just blowing him a kiss
“Oh, I see… who else I know capable of performing an exorcism… Veronica! She is a magnificent Magus and a former devil hunter! She believed in me enough she warned me when Winter was about to hit me from behind… Alright, Chaldea is in Antartica, I am going to see her in around highteen hours!”, he cheered at which Akeno suddenly interrupted
“Anky… if everything goes alright.. I want to tell you”, Akeno had an intense expression for an instance, but quickly softened “... try to talk again to Medaka. She might not be your waifu anymore, but I think you two deserve a more peaceful closure”
Uuurgh, that… he didn’t want to let Akeno down, but he decided to be nice. He might have needed to rush his goodbye, as he magic seemed it was fading
as the imagine faded, leaving the half devil back to her own mirror… just in time to hear a crashing sound. Damn it, that bitch had already broken down her barriers?
Akeno’s wing unfolded, all six of them, as she looked at the figure in the smike walking out, her cumbering black armor and mask clinking at each sound. The former fallen angel hated to lie to her friends, but this was a mess she had to take on herself.
“I heard his voice”, Winter stated “Where is Ankoku?”
The raven haired beauty smirked at her new opponent. How peculiar, this figure had a mask that somehow blocked her reading of her magic… given how ugly it was, she may very well knock it off.
It had been a rough time, she was glad to be able to take out all of her anger on a piece of garbage like this
“Ufufufu, so do tell me… why do you want my Anky? Shouldn’t I call the doghouse to warn them a bitch is on the loose… or you’d rather have me put you on a leash?”, she sadistically answered, a giant pentagram appearing on her hand as electric energy gathered up “Don’t make a step closer, or I might have to put you down”
Winter’s facial muscle began twitching at that poisonous comment, as she looked around the room. She noticed a chessboard.Ah, she had to be one of those monsters… yes, a Devil King. Funny, this is the kind of things heroes fought
“... Tell me, devil… what is to be a King to you?”, the knight asked her.
Akeno was confused by her question, but didn’t lower her guard. Good call as immediately the armored woman would begin walking forward her. Oh well… she had been warned. A giant bolt of lighting would burst out of Akeno’s hand, scoring a clear hit on Winter. The shockwave was strong, enough to push away the knight out of the room, away the entire building, knocking the mask off her face, and landing down with enough impact to leave a visible smoking crater. My, at times Akeno could get too carried away in taking out the trash, but if the woman had ties to a devil?
With casual grace, the King flew on top of the building. admiring the crater Winter had left… a bigger pentagram would appear in the sky, dark clouds surrounding it
"To be a King...is a responsibility. I admit to love the prospect being surrounded by adoring subjects ready to obey at a snap of my fingers..., but with my looks and power, I would not need such a title to have that"
"My former King, Rias, back when I was her queen, has shown me the hardship of that role, and thanks to her and her fiancé, Issei, I have grown a lot to be a responsible aide, work through my own issues and help others. But it was a young adorable Devil Hunter who made me decide to take this responsability, to look at others just as myself and realize, via his heroism, how many needed protection. I became a king to protect the ones I care about… and make sure that they never suffer me as much … no, that they feel the joy I had back when I served one. While also making the hard choices they shouldn’t feel the burden of. You have threatened someone I deeply care for. I don’t care if you are supposed to be a Hero. I am a Devil King. Perish. Holy Lightning Dragon "
Yet as the attack crashed down, Akeno couldn’t but feel a resistance. It was too her horror that Winter jumped through the lighting, carrying a giant cross shaped shield that seemed to be repelling the half devil’s High magic. Before her opponent could react, the knight had already her armored hand was squeezing Akeno’s wrist, using her brute strength to bring her opponent to her knees
“Your answer sucks. Let me tell ya of I, that have met REAL king and been one”, Winter stated while rising her sword to strike the devil down “First of all… it shouldn’t be a weak skank like you!”
The only thing that saved Akeno from being cleaved in half was her short range teleportation magic, flying away now at a fair distance from her opponent while rubbing her arm in pain
“Ara ara…. there is some bite to your bark.. After hearing that... won't I really get serious…”, she mused while generating a three headed dragon made of lighting that hungrily lunged at Winter. The Servant would begin dodging the charge of the first two head, dispelling the shield and drawing a blue sword
“A gentle king doesn’t last. They are either eaten alive by their enemy of by their least trustworthy allies”, Winter explained while planting the blade down the lighting dragon, the resulting mana burst causing a shockwave that utterly destroyed the three headed beast, but failed to harm the devil due to a barrier spell cast before hand. As the two landed back on the roof, the Knight would feel her own feet and hand that had touched the ground suddenly frozen: the devil had to have cast a powerful ice spell and indeed, she was casting a jointed one with a rain of ice spears to hit her opponent, raining at any direction.
Successfully grabbing the spear, however, Winter would begin deflecting all the others while continuing: “You may think that by detaching yourself, you could be an impartial king… that is the worst among all”
As Winter was using her own power to melt the ice, Akeno would use a blast of magic to the floor beneath the warrior’s feet, then proceeded the bombard the falling knight with lightning bolts, some that hit her fully (to no injury) and others that were deflected by her blade. The clouds that framed the fight were becoming denser. The Devil King was seeing how outmatched she was, but she was pursuing in combat, for she had a strategy in mind.
Each time they clashed, the knight won, yet the crash of the barriers slowed her weapons enough for the devil to teleport away and resume her barrage. Winter did not seem bothered though: she was concluding her explanation of the nature of a king.
“Finally, there is the warlord: the greatest, as it lives brief yet all he sees, he conquers. His subject love him, because he exists afar, away from his own castle, always vanquishing his foes and coming, like divine wrath… but what if… the king runs out of enemies?”
The air was fully cracking in electricity now, Akeno’s plan was going as predicted: now all she needed was time to prepare herself and use an all out Holy Thunder strike to stun Winter. Once there, she’d have performed the exorcism ritual to banish her. However, she didn’t expect that Winter could walk through her fire blast with no injury whatsoever, not even her hair and fur trim were singed. As the knight slowly walked through the fire
“This is a trick question. There are always enemies. With every decision you make,there will be some idiots that either disagree with your choices or sees you standing victorious atop a mountain of corpse and greedily think how cool it would to be in your place. This is the true perfect king. The strong Tyrant tyrant...the one some some might foolishly call...the Hero”
Akeno had slowed down. The Knight immediately blasted her with mana from a green blade that was finally cracking Akeno’s barrier. But the Devil King was ready now, what she heard was not a king nor a Hero, but a beast to butcher. She just couldn’t resist giving the knight one last dig
“...Hmmf, the only Hero I would follow is mine: Ankoku Yami… Holy Thunder Dragon Emperor”
Winter was finally struck down hard enough to make her hiss in pain, the omnidirectional lighting blast getting soaked like a lighting rod, clashing against the Servant’s monstrous energies in a stalemate that forbid her from moving. But she had still a lot to give. In spite of the paralysis she struggled to speak.
“When shall we meet again? In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
When the hurlyburly's done, when the battle's lost and won
Sleep in spite of thunder!
Vengeance of Brocéliande Storm - WILD HUNT”.
Now that did worry Akeno: the lighting becoming red… somehow Winter was beginning to hijacking her own storm. She could try to take again, control, but it would end in a stalemate… no, she had to be fast. By boosting herself with her own lighting she tapped the place of the armor where there should have been the heart and perform the purification spell.
All of her holy energy condensed in a spot. Winter screamed as she was blasted by pure light.
“The King...is dead”, Akeno whispered tired… only to suddenly feel the sharp pain of her abdomen pierced by a red two handed blade. Winter was still standing. Victorious.
“Long. Live. The King”, The knight stated lifting the devil with her own blade and beginning to punch her violently. Again. And again. And again. AND AGAIN. Till Akeno’s face would lose its flawless shape into a swollen mess dripping in blood. Only the golden shrine of her communicator stopped her. The knight’s few injuries were already regenerating,
“How does it feel to give your all, strategies, powers, skill… and still be such a loser? Give out your best shots on your enemies, and not impress them at all? All for a few drops of blood”, Winter asked her, gathering the blood in her mouth and spitting on the ground
“...Trust me, I know the feeling. However, as a king I do not leave my subjects behind, not even the ones that refuse to be such, unlike someone we both know”
“... Is this why you hate Ankoku?”, Akeno weakly asked Winter while the latter was carrying her by the shoulder
“And here, ladies and gentlemen, the heroes who saved the world: Negi Springfield, Ramlethal Valentine, Kishiro Nirokami, The Credible Kuro and their leader… do you want to speak, sir?”
“But of course, this is Ankoku Yami, and we are the Ankengers. Always here for you””
…. a berserking scream and a cry echoed across the empty hallways….
“He didn’t even recognize me when we met after all that time”, the Servant muttered to herself
“Wasn’t your mask made to hide your identity and signature energy to everyone?”, the devil retorted with a smirk
“It doesn’t matter. He is supposed to be a her: he should be able to do the impossible...Not… speak, act a lot and then abandon us without a warning”
Akeno just bitterly smiled. For a second, the two women were able to understand each other beyond their role as enemies. But it was only temporary. Soon, Winter’s expression turned malevolent again, a dark fog coming out that once more masked her supernatural features
“You are allowed to live”; the Servant said, grabbing the taller girl by her hair and forcing to look at the communicator’s screen
“Winter… ever heard about dealing with a devil?”, Akeno asked, only to cough up some blood. Winter seemed to care enough to let her live, but not more else: her sharp tootheed sadistic smile was fully showing
“Don’t push yourself, I only want you to see a something: a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing”
Akeno could only hope Anky was doing well...
“La La La, I am going devil slayiiiiing, and a hero I will become agaiiiiiiin. And hopefully Winter will stop comiiiiiing”, Ankoku was cheerfully dancing about while writing a note on Charlotte’s fridge
|LEAVING TO ANTARTICA! K THANKS BYE!
He had to rush to get to the airport, but everything was going to be fine. He opened the door of the shower, getting another scream
“Just wanted to say I am leaving, bye!”, he cheered as he slammed the door
“... I swear, he looks identical to Ankoku”, the woman mumbled while still trying to finish her shower in peace… maybe should she call the police?
In the meanwhile, Ankoku was just too happy! He had to go to Chaldea, talk to Veronica and save the world. First thing first… get in the elevator - DONE!
…. today the elevator seemed awfully slow. It’s like everyone was taking it. He just wanted to get to the ground floor! Drat, just how many people were in? At least five, excluding him….Oh come on! Who was blocking the elevator? that was an extremely irregular procedure
“Excuse me, sir… is this yours?”, a young girl asked as she showed him… his broken phone?
Before he could answer, all of the people in the elevator drew their blades, each and all showing a sinister draconic smirk….