Satan, May 2nd
Talking to the royals of Orange, Light Blue, and Blue was easier than Satan thought. Satan didn’t need to do much Orange. Kuroyami was the one that held the entire conversation while Satan and Yami just awkwardly stood, watching Kuroyami and Amber talk. It lasted only five seconds, and then Satan could just go home.
As soon as Satan got home, he went to catch up on some work. But not even catching up, more like an ‘I-feel-guilty-for-going-on-vacation-so-let-me-work-to-make-up-for-it’ type of thing. Still, it was a very productive day, and he got a lot done. If only it would carry to the next day. Oh well, at least he could work at a more steady pace.
Satan was writing a letter to his troops, letting them know that they should prepare to be called to a battle very soon. Satan and royals from kingdoms Takahiro had taken wanted to take Green. They also wanted to free the Yinyras from their capture. If taking back Green wasn’t viable, then hopefully they could at least have the Yinyras. Satan’s focus was broken when he noticed Eris racing down the hallway. Satan finished up his last pencil stroke and put the letter into the envelope, placing it on the seat of his throne before running up to Eris.
“Did something happen?” Satan asked.
“Nothing war-related, don’t worry, but it’s… Saori.” Eris said.
“Ugh, what did he do this time?” Satan growled in disgust.
“Takahiro’s stationed a bunch of guards near Saori’s home, she’s never had guards near her home before. She thinks Takahiro’s watching her.”
“What do we do?”
“We need to get Saori out of Black. Takahiro would never approve of her moving away from him.”
“How are we supposed to get in?”
“Teleporting in according to Saori would be our safest bet.”
“Did Saori by chance send a picture of what the guards look like?”
“Yes, actually. Here.” Eris pulled out her phone and showed him a picture of the guards. They dressed like modern-day samurai, they had the armor on the chest and the little pieces of armor dropping down to the waist, but they wore thick pants and a shirt underneath. The guards had a variety of weapons, some had swords in a scabbard around their waists or held naginatas, while others had no weapon at all, or held a book.
‘Those guards must either have magic powers or fight with their fists… Must not be shadow elementals then.’ Satan thought.
“Hmm… She wants to get out, like, now, right?” Satan asked.
“Yup.”
“Oh wait, before we do anything, how heavily guarded are those ends of Black?”
“Yami said at the time there wasn’t too many guards, but apparently it’s really difficult to sneak in or out by boat. They still haven’t figured out something that will keep people from teleporting in, I guess that shadow barrier is hard to cast over an entire country.”
“What’s stopping Saori from just teleporting away herself?”
“Those guards set anti-teleportation spells on her so she can’t teleport away herself but anyone else could teleport her away with them, and they follow her everywhere.”
“Yikes, that sounds like a lawsuit waiting to happen….”
“Anyway, let’s go now. We can teleport nearby and maybe we can use our magic to figure something out.”
“Alright, let’s get her out.”
Teleporting into Black was easy, despite the closed borders implying that it should’ve been much more challenging for Satan and Eris to get in. Regardless, they ended up in Black immediately after.
Satan and Eris were hiding behind a large bush in a forest. In the distance, they could see Saori’s house, which looked like a mini traditional Japanese palace, with roofs that swoop up, fencing, and everything painted in black and red. Guards were seen in front of the fencing, inside, by the front door, in windows, and everywhere else.
Satan looked over Eris’ shoulder as she texted Saori.
Eris
God, how many are in there?
2:28 PM
Saori <3
Too many.
2:29 PM
Eris
Well, how many in the room with you, at least?
2:29 PM
Saori <3
Look like there’s five.
2:29 PM
Eris
Is there anything you can do that makes them leave?
2:29 PM
Saori <3
When I go to the bathroom, usually two people stand by the door, and if I tell them I’m changing, they’ll do the same. The rest in the room would go farther and just guard any other areas nearby the bathroom or my bedroom.
2:30 PM
Eris
Okay. I think I have an idea. Make sure your bedroom windows are covered. You make them think your changing in your room, and we’ll teleport into your room and teleport you with us.
Let me know when you’re ready.
2:31 PM
Saori <3
Alright, ready.
2:31 PM
Eris turned off her phone and used her magic to teleport this time instead of Satan, for once. Eris’ magic was golden and black colored, looking more like the Witches’ magic then an elementals’.
They teleported to Saori’s room, partially in the air before falling. Her room was very dark, to the point where it was very hard to tell what things in her room were. He could faintly see a bed across the room and a dresser. Everything else was impossible to see.
“Sorry, I really need to practice with my magic more. I’m good with my chaos magic but not my vanilla magic…” Eris apologized.
“Hey, what’s with that racket, Ms. Koizumi? Are you alright?” A voice came from Saori’s bedroom door.
“Just… struggling to find my clothes!” Saori yelled back.
“Here, let me help you.” They said, Satan hearing the door handle turn.
Adrenaline began running through his bloodstream, and the same must’ve been for Eris, as they immediately teleported out of Saori’s bedroom to Satan’s palace. Their joint effort landed them on the floor this time, in the living room of Satan’s palace.
“Shit, they probably saw your magic, I think they know who helped me. Ugh, just be careful in the coming days, I won’t be surprised if dad tries to do… something.” Saori said.
“Oh well, he was probably going to do something regardless. Anyway, I haven’t seen you in a long time, how’s it going?” Satan said.
“Oh you know, dad mysteriously put guards in front of my house and I couldn’t leave. I guess I’m reconnecting with mom too, haven’t seen Hikari as much as usual though.” Saori said.
“It might be easier if Takahiro wasn’t doing… whatever he’s trying. I have a feeling this has something to do with his abandonment issues though…” Eris mumbled.
“Oh my Miyako, call me uncaring but newsflash, he’s not the only one that feels guilty about grandma and grandpa passing away while we weren’t there! How stuck in your own head do you have to be to realize it’s not just you that misses them?” Saori growled.
“I don’t think it’s just that… Satan and I probably made them way worse back when our friend group split up, and now? Probably made things even worse…” Eris glanced at the floor.
“I really don’t want to see him, but I wish there was some way to get the message across that I’m a fucking adult, I was born 231 years ago for Miyako’s sake! And technically, I’m older in a way, he may be 253 but I’m technically forever twenty-five, and he’s forever twenty-two!” Saori said.
“Immortality is sometimes confusing, what can I say?” Satan shrugged. “Oh, I had an idea on something you could do to help us with the war; I don’t know if you’d be up for it, though.”
“Hit me, anything that could make Black be normal again.”
Satan hesitated. “I wonder if, you could, I don’t know, talk to Takahiro?”
“What?” Saori shouted.
“Maybe you could pretend that you genuinely want to talk to him, and get him distracted long enough so that maybe Eris and I can get into the palace, take down as many of his soldiers, and then come to you and arrest Takahiro, then use him as bait to get Katherina so we can arrest her too, and boom! War over.”
“It’s gonna be a lot harder than that. It’s entirely possible they have walkie-talkies they can use to communicate with at Black so they can know we’re coming, plus they have the other soldiers from the conquered kingdoms to send, and then Katherina’s not accounted for-” Eris began rambling but was quickly cut off by Satan.
“Anyway! Not a perfect plan, we still need to work out the kinks, but would you be willing to go meet with him?”
“Fuck it, sure.” Saori said.
“Thank you so much, I’ll call you and let you know when we’re going. Uh, where are you going from here?” Satan said.
“Probably just wander around, think about where to stay. I left everything back home, shit, can someone help get some of my stuff with me?”
“On it.” Satan said.
May 6th
Like last time, they barely managed to get Saori’s stuff without getting caught by the guards, but somehow they did it. By now, Takahiro’s guards probably knew who helped Saori by that point.
After a few days, Satan finally could call the ex-rulers of taken kingdoms and move forth with the next phase of the plan. Satan finally got an official army for Red, and now that he had one on board, he could include them in plans.
Now, Saori was off to talk to Takahiro and put on her best performance at wanting to reconnect with Takahiro. At the same time, an army brigade gets into the palace, while Satan was with the division in Green.
Satan was standing amongst the division with his walkie-talkie, eyeing the entrance to the kingdom like a gate. He couldn’t help but glance around every couple of minutes, looking at the nature surrounding him.
‘I miss those days when I could spend hours outside… Now I’m held up inside my house most of the day. If I didn’t have to move, I wouldn’t leave the house at all.’ Satan thought to himself.
“Satan?” Araya said in a low voice, practically whispering. Satan turned to see her approaching him from behind. “I think we’re just about ready to approach the Yinyra Palace, it’s looking pretty empty.”
“It looks fine from far away. Can someone look a little closer?”
“I got it,” said a soldier, raising binoculars to their eyes and glancing around before bringing them back down again. “Looks like we’re good.”
“Alright,” Satan brought his walkie-talkie to his mouth, “Everyone knows what they’re doing, right?”
There was a chorus of yeses from the walkie-talkie.
“On the count of three,” Satan slowly counted down, “one, two, three, go!”
Everyone raced out from the hiding spot and into the palace streets. Division Red Zero headed to the left, while Division Red One headed to the right, taking out agents of Takahiro and Katherina.
Behind Satan followed the Major General of Division Red Seven as they advanced into the Yinyra palace. As expected, there were still agents of Takahiro and Katherina that tried to stop them, but only a maximum of twenty, and even that was likely too generous of a number, tried to take them out. And Satan’s division of fifteen thousand would be victorious against them. Even the strongest fighters would be no match for an army with that many people.
Satan and Division Red Seven made their way into the Yinyra palace. Swinging open the door, they saw various agents of Takahiro and Katherina sitting, talking, nothing out of the ordinary, before their attention turned to them. Someone was also seated in one of the four thrones in the distance with a crown, glaring them down.
‘That must be the figurehead…’ Satan thought as he raced to approach them. The other parts of Division Red Seven split, some making sure the others within the palace walls were taken down peacefully. Others followed Satan, making sure no one else would interrupt the plan.
The figurehead of Green, or at least what Satan assumed to be, rose from their throne and charged at Satan, taking out a kitchen knife, much to Satan’s confusion.
Satan kept running forward, but behind his back he discreetly used his blood magic to teleport behind them.
The figurehead’s head shifted from side to side in confusion. Satan gently lifted The figurehead’s leg off the floor, careful not to make any loud noise. Then he kicked his boot in the figureheads’ back to make them fall over.
Immediately after they ended up on the floor, Satan made sure to teleport away from the chaos. Satan remembered a room with a lock on it from last time, with food inside, probably a pantry if his memory was still accurate. Who knew if they still kept the pantry around.
Thanks to his magic, Satan was now in the food pantry, and it still looked similar to how it did last time, still very dark and various elf foods lining the shelves. He tore off the lock and shut the door, locking himself and the figurehead inside. He took out a glowing potion from his pocket as well, and threw it onto the figurehead. The glowing liquid splashed on the figurehead, but dried up completely, and glass shards scattered everywhere around the room.
Finally, as if he couldn’t get anymore careful, he used part of his blood chains around his waist to make blood handcuffs and put them around the figurehead’s wrists.
“What was the potion for?” The figurehead growled.
“Prevents you from using your magic.” Satan leaned against the door as he glanced down at them.
“I’m a full-blooded elf!”
“Sorry, can’t take chance, but thanks for that helpful piece of information.” Satan shrugged.
“I will call Mr. Koizumi if you don’t get me out of here! And why’d you lock the door?”
“Not anymore!” Satan said sarcastically as he quickly used his magic to empty the pockets of the figurehead, taking away a walkie-talkie and their phone.
“Answer my question.” The figurehead growled.
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“I want to know what happened to the Yinyras.”
“I don’t know, I’m just the one they put on the throne! Let me out of here!”
“Who knows what happened to the Yinyras then?”
“It has to be either Takahiro, Katherina or Milena. I gave you what you want, get me out!”
“Sorry, but until you can tell me something, you’ll stay in here.”
“Ugh, fine! They’re in the Black Kingdom palace dungeon.” The figurehead reluctantly gave in.
“Give me a second, I’ll have you out of here in a minute.” Satan nodded, then teleported out of the pantry. He shifted his head both ways down the hallway. Thank Diablo no one else was there. He walked to one end of the hallway, a decent distance from the pantry.
“This is Goth Demon requesting for a few people’s assistance to take the figurehead to the dungeon. Over” Satan mumbled into the walkie-talkie.
“Of all the codename suggestions I gave you why that one? Over.” Lucifer answered from the walkie-talkie. Satan rolled his eyes.
“Keep the lines clear for the important stuff, asshole. Over.” Satan hissed.
“Hey, my codename is Sequel! Over!”
“Oh come on, you were doing so well in not fighting every five seconds. Over.” Araya said. Satan perked up upon hearing her voice, but the sound of marching made him panic, and he put away his walkie-talkie and turned around, using his magic to form his pitchfork. But as he turned around, he saw two people from his army.
“Oh, sorry. Let me get that lock for you.” Satan said, using his blood magic to unlock the door from the inside, hearing the noise of the lock, and then it falling to the floor inside.
The two opened the door and made the figurehead stand up, who protested and wriggled around in their grasp.
“Don’t just stand there, help me!” The figurehead shouted.
“I did what you want, I got you out, I never said I’d set you free.” Satan shrugged with a slight smile. The figurehead groaned as the two that took him away teleported to the dungeon back in Red.
“The figurehead has been taken to the dungeon. Brigade Red One, finding the Yinyras lies in your hands now. Good luck. Over.” Satan spoke into the walkie-talkie.
Satan sighed before readying his magic but was stopped by Araya.
“You got the figurehead person, right? Can you help me get some soldiers to a safer place? It’s hard to heal them out in the open when they’re so vulnerable to attacks.” Araya panted as she slowed down.
“Yeah, of course. Lead the way.” Satan said. Instead of walking, Araya immediately teleported them to the scene, and Satan began to help.
***
Lucifer, May 6th
“Roger, Demon Bitch. Over.” Lucifer replied to the walkie-talkie. After he turned off the walkie-talkie, he burst into laughter, as Arsene and Nico could only stare blankly.
“Is it that funny? I don’t get it,” said Nico.
“Me either,” said Arsene.
“You guys are just flavorless. We still have a few rooms left to check before we’ve knocked out anyone that isn’t Takahiro, Katherina, or Saori.”
Nico and Arsene eyed each other in confusion as they began to walk forward. Every new door, hallway, and crevice was checked and inspected. If someone were in there, they’d knock them out with an unconscious potion, and if someone else on Takahiro’s side happened to appear, they’d get potioned along with them. If they were potioned out in the open, they’d be put in a random empty room.
Unlike Satan, Lucifer, Arsene and Nico had never been to the Black Kingdom palace. While Arsene and Nico marveled at the purple walls, white wooden tiled floors, black trim, and gold for extra accents within every area they passed, Lucifer brushed it off.
He’d been to many palaces, and this wasn’t as impressive. Even a palace alone is something he just wanted to burn to ashes purely for the fun of it.
After twenty minutes of the same routine, they finally found something more interesting than another random agent of Takahiro’s.
They ended up in the throne room on the first floor, walking very carefully and darting after even a single footstep. After a few minutes of going ridiculously slow, Lucifer’s foot hit something on the floor. He yelped as he jumped back, then looked closer at the floor.
“Does this look like a handle to you?” Lucifer asked. Nico and Arsene nodded. Lucifer got down on the floor before the handle and slowly reached for the handle before opening whatever was inside. Lucifer found a staircase leading downwards into the castle.
“Something about this feels very fishy, Nico, you stand guard. Arsene, we’re going down this together.” Lucifer said.
Nico stood by with a dagger in hand while Lucifer and Arsene descended downstairs together, Lucifer in front with Arsene behind. Arsene clutched her sceptor while Lucifer hauled his scythe downstairs. As he went downstairs he began scanning all the jail cells underneath, glossing over the four people passed out on the floor before quickly shifting his eyes back to them.
“Oh my Diablo, are they dead?” Lucifer gasped, turned to Arsene. Arsene created a ball of light in one hand, and a hammer in another. She gently touched the jail cell door which swung unexpectedly. Lucifer watched Arsene kneel down as with the ball of light near the faces of the bodies.
“No, they’re still breathing. They may be the Yinyras, actually. I want to create a few things for them with my magic for if they wake up, can you call a healer?” Arsene asked.
Lucifer nodded, and began to use his walkie talkie again. “Hey, I think we found the Yinyras in a dungeon? It’s to the left of the carpet in the throne room, and there’s a little doorway downstairs.They’re breathing thankfully, but they’re all just lying on the floor, can you send a healer? Over.”
“Sending a few now. Over.” Araya said.
“Still using the unconscious potions, huh? Someone’s gotta make those illegal, I swear. Over.” Satan said.
“They’re pretty useful if you need to capture someone but can’t feed them or risk escape. Don’t jinx it though, they may find a way to confiscate them all so we can’t use them. Over.” Araya said.
Just as they finished up their conversation, the healers arrived, and Lucifer and Arsene went back upstairs to soldier on.
After two hours they’d gone through practically everything, without a hitch or anything. All agents of Takahiro were downed, anyone that tried to alert him were also downed, it was a miracle things had gone this well, and there was only hope things could stay that way.
The trio were now on the highest floor that was indoors, walking around and looking for anymore stragglers.
Of course, with everything going right, something had to go wrong.
As the trio turned the corner, out of nowhere Katherina walked down the hallway. Lucifer panicked internally but on the outside he tried to appear calm. He silenced Arsene and Nico and pulled them back, forcing all of them inside a closet. Arsene and Nico were stuffed in the back while Lucifer stayed near the door, glancing out of a small crack in the door. He heard Katherina’s footsteps as she rounded the hallway, going down another. After a few moments of waiting for her to pass, Lucifer cracked open the door slowly, looking left and right to make sure she was gone before fully revealing himself and letting Arsene and Nico to move again.
They continued on, now with a twinge of fear, and extra cautious, and fortunately for them, they didn’t have to.
Almost as soon as they’d kept walking on, Katherina slid around another hallway corner, now this time right in front of them, staring the trio down directly.
“I knew I wasn’t just hearing things when I heard the commotion going on downstairs! You’re finished.” Katherina smirked.
“No comment about me being related to Satan? Damn.” Lucifer said, readying his scythe. Katherina could only stare him down more, unamused.
“Mr. Satanel, really not the time.” Nico mumbled, getting his daggers out from the sheaths attached to his pants.
“I was genuinely expecting her to comment on that though!” Lucifer said.
Katherina lunged forward at Lucifer, with her kunai in hand. Arsene and Nico went behind Katherina and Lucifer, keeping some distance between them to make a triangle with their formation, and Katherina in the middle. Lucifer backed away, pointing the blade of his scythe towards her. Katherina tried to yank the pole of the scythe but Lucifer kept a firm grasp on it, managing to kick her back.
“Are you wearing heels right now?” Lucifer shouted.
Katherina jabbed her kunai at Arsene while Arsene attempted to create handcuffs around her wrists, but couldn’t get her wrists behind her back to be successful. Katherina finally just turned around and stabbed Arsene in the stomach.
“Yes! I always have heels on.” Katherina shouted back as she lunged at Lucifer again,
“Oh my Diablo,” Lucifer spoke in demon tongue. “Nico! Get Arsene away from here and when you’re done, let me know where you went!”
Nico nodded and took Arsene from the scene, running gently enough for Katherina not to realize. Katherina remained, still trying to do… whatever she was trying to do, staring at Lucifer in disbelief.
“Are you seriously talking secretly in demon tongue?”
“Yes. Want to learn a word?” Lucifer asked in a playful tone.
“Sure, I guess.”
“Fuyiyoikeykul yishiteoskiyoi means fuck you in demon tongue.”
“All that just for two words?”
“And that’s just the english variant, there’s even more.”
“WHAT?” Katherina demanded.
Before Lucifer could give a proper answer, Lucifer heard his walkie-talkie go off, a message from Nico about where he went in a demon tongue.
“Yeah, demon tongue is weird, that might be why it’s starting to go extinct. You owe me a thousand dollars for teaching you since it’s dying out. Anyway, seeya.” Lucifer smirked, maybe joking or serious, before disappearing with his blood magic.
Once again, Lucifer was with Arsene and Nico in another random hallway.
“Did we almost see every room?” Lucifer asked.
“Seems like it.” Nico said.
“You good Arsene?” Lucifer asked Arsene while looking at the wound by her stomach. Blood dripped down her clothes and stained, Arsene quickly clasped a hand over it.
“It’s just a stab wound, it’s fine.” Arsene said.
“You still need a healer or bandages or… I don’t know, something! Nico, take her to an empty room and call a healer, and I can look at the last room, if you show me.” Lucifer said.
“That one, over there.” Nico pointed across the hallway before walking Arsene over to another room that was right behind him.
Lucifer slowly approached the door, back glued to the hallway, before slowly turning the knob and pushing it open. He peaked inside, seeing Takahiro and Saori. He stiffened before going the opposite direction, but was met with Katherina.
“There you are, aiyahsaisai… hole. God, I hate demon tongue.” Katherina remarked as she walked closer and closer to Lucifer.
Lucifer pointed his scythe at her, furrowing his eyebrows. Just as Katherina changed her speed to race forward at Lucifer, a few of the members of the brigade that came to assist held her back as one of the members handcuffed her. Lucifer smirked and chuckled as he watched her thrash and fight to be let free while they kept a tight grip on her shoulder.”
“Takahiro will not like this, when he leaves that room you’re dead!” Katherina shouted as loud as possible.
“Can you please be quiet?” Lucifer asked.
“Hell no.” Katherina said.
Lucifer sighed as he teleported into the room where Takahiro and Saori were having their ‘meeting’. He chose to teleport into a closet behind Takahiro he saw earlier when he peeked inside. The inside of the closet was crowded, and Lucifer froze up in the dark and cramped space.
‘Keep it together Lucy, the fate of the war rests on your shoulders now.’ Lucifer attempted to calm himself down. He ran a hand across the door, and stopped when he felt the handle. He slowly pushed the sliding door to the left until he could peak one eye out of the closet.
Takahiro was probably a whole foot taller than Lucifer, so his sight was partially blocked. Thank Diablo he wasn’t facing him. Lucifer mentally groaned as he stood on his toes and waved his hand in the air until Saori noticed him. Lucifer used his blood magic to scramble together a quick message, he couldn’t really see it himself but he was sure his message of ‘Katherina found us, we handcuffed her but she won’t stay quiet. Be prepared if this falls apart soon.’ was clear enough.
“What are you looking at, Riri?” Takahiro asked, turning his head to look behind, where Lucifer was. Panicking again, Lucifer teleported away.
He was back out in the hall again where Katherina threatened to scream louder and louder at the members of the brigade that handcuffed her in the first place. Lucifer frowned.
“Guys, let’s just get out of here quickly, while we still can.” Lucifer suggested to them in a mumble. Arsene, Nico and the brigade members all agreed, and all the magic users readied their magic to depart, Takahiro showed himself.
“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me!” Takahiro raged as he turned into his shadow form, blanketing the hallway and every nearby area in darkness. Lucifer whipped around in confusion. He held out a hand in front of him, and yet he still couldn’t see.
Lucifer began to run in a random direction, hoping to get out of the darkness but there was no end, he only stopped when he ran into a wall and ended up on what he could only guess to be a cold linoleum floor.
‘Still in the hallway, hm…” Lucifer thought, as he raised himself back up to his knee, scythe in hand.
Suddenly, he heard shouting, one voice from Takahiro and another from Saori down the area he now faced.
‘Oh dear, please don’t get into another fight…’ Lucifer begged mentally as he hesistated running in the direction of the noise.
The darkness went away in mere seconds, like it wasn’t there. Lucifer shook his head and shut his eyes before reopening them. Down the hallway, Saori was behind Takahiro, with a golden knife just hovering above his throat and a hand clamped over his mouth. Takahiro was paler than he normal was, white as a ghost, trying to fight against the knife. He had handcuffs on his legs and arms, but ones made of shadow, likely from Saori. Across from Takahiro and Saori was Katherina, who managed to break free from the grasp of the members of the brigade and was closer to Saori and Takahiro, but she was held back by a heavy weight attached to her leg and Nico used his blood magic to create even more chains that kept her close to the wall. Arsene and Nico stood nearby each other, trying to reason with Saori.
Lucifer teleported over as fast as he could manage.
“Saori, what are you doing?” Lucifer asked, trying not to let his panic slip.
“What I should’ve done a long time ago.” Saori brought the knife closer to his throat.
Nico and Lucifer quickly used their blood magic together to force her hand away from his throat.
“This was not the plan, come on, we have all of them now, let’s just take them and go.” Lucifer said.
“That won’t be necessary.” A voice said out of nowhere. Lucifer rapidly looked around the room, but couldn’t find the person the voice belonged to. He saw bullets in the air that freed Katherina and Takahiro from their restraints and one that went into Saori’s leg, forcing her to let go of Takahiro as she fell on the ground.
As Lucifer helped Saori up, the voice revealed herself from behind Takahiro and Katherina, who now ran over to the side of the hallway Takahiro was on. Nico looked at her, but she clearly wasn’t anyone he’d recognized before.
The same couldn’t be said for Lucifer and Arsene.
“Milena?” Lucifer and Arsene said at the same time.
“You know them?” Katherina yelled.
“It was a long time ago, calm down.” Milena said.
“Why are you with Katherina and Takahiro?” Arsene asked.
“None of your business Mendoza.” Milena spat.
Lucifer watched Milena, Katherina and Takahiro all mumble something to each other. Before they could even discuss anything else, Saori went into her shadow form and used her shadow powers to capture all three again, but Milena shot Saori in the stomach this time. One member of the brigade used their magic to teleport Saori away, leaving only Nico, Lucifer and Arsene. All three of them readied their respective powers, but were quickly stopped by Milena shooting each of them with her pistol, Lucifer in the forehead, Arsene in the hand, and Nico in the hip. Nico dropped to the floor while Arsene used her remaining hand to create something, but whatever it was, Lucifer didn’t know, as her creation looked like a combination of medicine and a bottle.
“Come on, help me get them before they escape.” Milena turned to whisper to Takahiro and Katherina, but not quiet enough. At her words, Lucifer quickly teleported away.
***
Satan, May 6th
“Hey Satan. we found the Yinyras. Should we help them evacuate to another kingdom or should we bring them to Red and discuss some things with you and the other former royals? Oh, over!” Asked someone. Whoever it was, Satan couldn’t really tell who it was, nor comprehend what they were saying.
Soon after helped out Araya, he rushed back into fighting at the wrong time it seemed. More men arrived at the Green Palace and Satan was one of the unlucky ones that had to deal with them. He was currently fighting off ten at once in the throne room, trying to cover one of his fallen soldiers. He flung his pitchfork around with his blood magic, but every direction they went the enemy dodged.
‘I really need a hit. Like, now. It’d be nice to find new people to take blood from.’ Satan thought as he retrieved the pitchfork with his magic and began swinging at the enemy. He cleared his mind, trying not to focus on anything but the fight.
“Um, Satan? Are you getting this? Over.” The same voice asked yet again.
“We’re a little busy right now! Over!” Another voice replied, the same one of the soldier that Satan was covering for.
Finally Takahiro’s men began to slow down a bit. Satan took the opportunity to his advantage, using his magic to grab them and bring them in the air, then slamming them back on the ground.
“You alright?” Satan turned to help the fallen soldier. The soldier nodded.
Satan surveyed the damage. The soldiers attempted to regain their footing but could only stay stuck to the ground.
Satan turned around to the door, but all he could see was an angry mob of elves. Not even agents of Takahiro, but ones that were already living in the capital or another town or village nearby. Satan bit his lower lip, his sharper teeth cutting into lip.
‘Shit… At least I have some new blood to add to the collection, even if it’s not that much.’ Satan made the mistake of letting his mind wander as the elves approached. As he brought his gaze back up he jumped at how close the elves had gotten. He tried to count how many, but he ran out of time to count them all with how many had gotten closer and closer.
Satan used his blood magic and teleported himself and the other soldier away from the palace to the entrance of the capital city.
“Attention all brigades, the… original citizens of the capital are attacking us? Does that sound right? Over.” Satan said to the walkie-talkie.
“Yes. They’re shouting something about preferring the figurehead to you. Over.” Said one of the soldiers.
“Why? Over.”
“Maybe it’s because the figurehead is an elf that understands the people’s problems while your a demon with a whole different culture maybe? Over.”
“What? But I was planning on reinstating the Yinyras! Over.”
“I guess that’s not how they saw it. Over.”
“You think we’d be able to tell them our intentions and change their minds? Over.”
“You could try. I don’t know if they’d listen, it’s pretty loud. Over.”
“It’s better than nothing. Over.” Satan turned to the wounded soldier, “Do you need healing?”
“I think I’ll be fine, Mr. Satanel.” The soldier said.
“Stay here.” Satan said. The soldier nodded.
Satan teleported to the highest point of the palace, the roof of an area where the Yinyras could look over the entire capital.
“Attention elves of The Green Kingdom! We have come in peace and to fight in your honor! We have no intentions of taking over Green, we only intend to reinstate the Yinyras!” Satan screamed as loud as possible.
“We can take our own kingdom back without your help, thank you very much.” One elf with a bow an arrow yelled.
“And all your attempts at putting rulers back on the throne have failed, why should we trust you!” Another elf pointed a torch they were holding up at Satan.
The elves all began screaming individual obscenities that Satan could barely discover. They all entered the palace from below and Satan heard their footsteps as they stormed the palace.
“Everyone, the elves are mad, they’re not happy with us helping. We need to retreat. We’ll regroup at the Red Palace and heal everyone. Over.” Satan said as teleported back to the entrance.
“You don’t say… Hey, can someone else help me move some of the soldiers that can walk? Over.” Araya spoke frantically.
“On my way. Over.” Satan said before teleporting over.
***
Lucifer, May 6th
Lucifer teleported back to the castle with everyone else, all taking a moment to sit down and get a breather.
“So uh, it didn’t go as well as we thought. Over.” Lucifer hesitated before speaking into the walkie-talkie, tapping his foot on the floor anxiously and pressing a hand to his head.
“You too? Where are you now? Over.” Satan said in between coughs.
“At the Hell Palace. Shit, did the take back on Green not go well?” Lucifer asked.
While he asked, Lucifer saw the swirling of blood right in front of him, which was definitely Satan’s.
“Sorry, I- Shit what happened to you guys?”
“Milena.” Lucifer said.
“Did you know Milena was working with Takahiro or Katherina?” Arsene raced up to Satan and shook him by the shoulders, accidentally bloodying his shoulder.
“Fuck, I never told you. She’s only been working with them for like, twenty years? She came to Ayuzuma sometime in the nineties, her mom died and either she didn’t do as good as a job as taking over for her mom or the forces screwed her over.”
“Of course they did! That’s what they always do! When Arista, Araya and I came down all they did was threaten to send us back up to father. They’re… terrible people!” Arsene said.
“That was sad, no cursing from Arsene Mendoza?” Nico asked as a healer treated his leg.
Finally, right next to Satan they could all see yellow flower particles, that was definitely Araya.
As she appeared next to Satan, she took in all their injuries with widened eyes.
“Geez, the one time I’m not with you you all get injuries. Who the fuck shot you?” Araya said as she magically removed the bullet in Lucifer’s head and started to heal it.
“Milena.” Lucifer said again.
“What?” Araya shouted in surprise before moving on to help heal Arsene’s injury.
“Yeah… What happened at Green though?”
“We took the figurehead of Green into our custody, but we didn’t actually get to take over Green. Some of the locals actually ended up helping but I didn’t expect there to be so many of Takahiro agents, people, whatever everywhere, so we had to retreat.” Satan explained.
“Is this our curse? Are we doomed to only be able to break out all the royals but never take any kingdoms back for their rightful rulers?” Lucifer pondered.
“I guess so.” Satan shrugged.
“Guys, look at what they’re saying on the news!” Araya yelled as she pointed to the tv. There was footage of the islands of Grey Kingdom from above, with many of Takahiro’s agents advancing towards the palace on the largest island. From the water there were many mermaids coming out of the water and fighting against Takahiro’s agents.
“Do we ever get a break?” Satan groaned.
“Nope.” Lucifer said.