Suspicious Events

And in the confines of a demons head who ran the world on a silver string

There had been plenty of weird events that could lead up to one thing or another. And in contrast to them all, they could have just left within a moments notice. Since my senses had been to up to date, things were easy to see, easy to judge. On which level could I even see though? The suffering of someone’s child, was the joy of another adult or animal ripping apart food to fill their gullet. The winter months were nothing more than an allusions to my forever seeing senses. The ability to stop time, and begin it again, the ability to see everything and everything at one time or another. And yet there were certain elements that made it difficult for one with this ability to get involved in anything. Because with one thing, everyone would always want more, and the consequences of those choices were what dug into the soul at most.

Things were gloomy around the winter, always were. Snow covered the ground for six months of the year, and it rained cooly for the rest. With no signs of summer or fall ever, some enjoyed it though, I know I did. Though a newlywed president could not do much holding a child in her arms. That child a creation of something so rare, the universe was welcoming him with all sorts of chances to become great. Things that I didn’t even need to offer in my state, but things were growing restless. Around us all, with my half sister and her son, being so reckless. The boy who was her son by the name of Blizzard was dwindling within his mental strength against the forces pressed against him. And while knowing all of this, as a conveyer of words to the universe I did not say anything to his mother about it. How the events to come would throw things plenty apart. But I had thoughts of my own, with everyone speaking within my head. Holding a brilliant child, who may be the next one to have something as I have.

It wasn’t anything less of a story, that could have told in a short amount of time. I was a president, a mother of three children, and a wife to someone who I had grown up with in my entire life. It was the whole definition of an oddity with a holy demon like I was. Growing so restless, it felt like it was time to try and sort things out, but I couldn’t leave Jeref alone. Simple a baby, but when it occurred to me my husband Denki knew what was going on. Taking the child within his arms, it was clear that I wouldn’t let anyone know where I had gone, or why. Vanishing was normal for someone like me, but now I need not worry with Denki being the leader around the Swallows Republic. No one would even notice I was gone. Hopefully, to one hunting down things were fairly easy when it was someone like me.

In which what Mina told me she saw, of when Blizzard was whisked away by the one called Discord. The discord fellow being Blizzards uncle, but no relation to me however, however it seemed like the deteriorating state of the universe was curling around the two. Causing rips and tears within the continuity of a soul. It left a sad quake to everyone, that was when I left, and it was stumbling across an old nephew years later. Standing in front of the grave near off to a church of his foster father. The boy had become somewhat like me, but still stuck in a world, where he was facing retribution the same as his brother.

“Why are you here Ivy?” The words stung a bit, standing next to the shorter man, who had a sword strapped to his back from his previous endeavors. And yet still he wasn’t an exorcist of this world, one who got rid of the demons that were residing in a world they should have.  He had grown obviously in the years that had passed of me being here and not here at the same time. Yet his question rose slight hostility and much to a surprising husk as I gave a small smile. Hands stuffed in my pocket as I stared at his old man’s grave. The voices were scratching at the door again.

“I have my own reasons Rin, and you, not yet an exorcist are you?” I asked, red eyes moving over to the demon as he wiggled his tail uncomfortably by the looks of it. My presence had grown darker, much darker, within the confines of anything of what one would call intimidating. It was obvious he was feeling pressured his dear old aunt. What plagued his mind was the moment of incest, before the relation became apparent. That moment in which I had buried, when I got married to Denki Arashi, who took on my last name as a new Walker.

“You’re one to talk with the trouble you caused last time you were here. Though weirdly they let us off scott free!” He snapped, maybe he was growing to hate me. I wouldn’t blame him, but regardless it stabbed at my emotions so easily. To be hated was no stranger to a demon like me, ever since the war that ravaged earth, tore it to bits. I seemed to be the center of all hatred for the human dimension’s destruction. I pulled myself back from the grave giving out a sigh.

“I’m not here to cause trouble, I’m here for….other reasons.” I turned around, leaving him there without another word. I stepped down the street, and thought promptly to myself, as did the voices as well. Hailee was the voice who told me that things were getting worse here as for the demons behavior. It looked like my brother, the dark ruler of this world, had thought of something interesting to tug at our strings. When it came down to it the title of Satan was slowly beginning to form perfectly around him. If not for my lack of memory of such events, perhaps I could have prevented such a choice in his head. I stopped checking my phone, when I was approached by a short haired man, a soft grin on his face. It must have been one of the underworld lackies that the deviant insanity mustered up. For what he whispered to me was nothing less than disturbing. But was to be saved, for a later date than this.

It was a lot of being busy, of walking around, the colors were so tainted across the sky. Souls were even more precious here then they were in other places, as what the voices told me. As did when pheonix approached me with such news of blizzard, and his vexing experience with Discord ever growing distraught in his mental state. I blew the woman’s voice off like it was nothing, there were better, and worse things to get involved with at this moment and time. Though time passed like a fly did, and before the fourth month. I could feel the tension of the cords within dimensions tightening. Strung across the sky, blue strings, with rain that fell making my senses become thwarted.

Within the fourth month it was approached to me by a devil, no ordinary devil. A creature that sucked the blood of the living human, and of creatures to gain power. Her blood was running thin on my own accord. An old friend, an old enemy, and all the same we stood on the bridge slightly confused as to why I was here in the first place. The sky rained downed so easily, with fluids with the voices told me of all the surroundings that were about. I resented this woman who stood before me, and it was clear to see the others of which they were thinking. Of the citizens next to us, the nephews Rin and Yukio standing watched as the devil approached with raised fists. Making my instincts claw at the back of my head.

“You’re actually doing something for once, that’s a rather big surprise.” Armillia said with hints of hisses within her voice. Directed at me mainly for the cause of her near death in the past years. When I tried to steal her heart, for taking over mild control of my body and causing death to swarm my head. As it did now, but in a far more peaceful state as it stood. As I raised my hands above my head, the woman made no hesitation to charge and there was a sudden spark of blood and fashions with this charge.

After striking my left hand, it was apparent that linking in combat was not a good idea for two beasts such as us. Though it was obvious I would arise the winner, if I wasn’t careful, my cover would be blown across more than just the dimension of Blue Exorcist. Perhaps even my own, at that it was a terrifying conjunction and accusation at this point. I brought my right hand around to scoop her head, but she ducked and shot herself back. As she inched closer, we started throwing punches, dodging, from side to side. It was an event in which sparks flew with the immense energy that we expensed severely without knowledge.

With a kick she flew me backwards through a building, smoke flying up from the collision of steel and concrete. Nearly making a large crater hole into the lower quarters of the city with the water sources. My head turned around as information fed my brain easily, hitting her in the chest I twisted my right hand. She writhed in pain as a pounding sensation began in my knuckles sending her flying backwards onto the bridge. Dragging up concrete with her as I stood twenty feet away in the rubble. Her hissing was rather annoying if I had to say so myself, as I brought a weapon into the fray, bringing metal through my flesh and blood. Black carbon made itself into three claws attached to my hand.  The symbols odd, flowing with magic energy on each hand. I ran forward slashing towards her left, tearing through clothes and flesh as I had wanted.

Her teeth gripped onto my right shoulder, sending a pain through my already sore body through the falls. As I let out a short scream, Yukio pulled out his gun and started trying to shoot the girl. She suddenly let go and headed for him, as I stopped her mid run and slashed through her chest pulsating with the energy I could have left. Pushing my left leg as support as she stumbled backwards. My eyes locked on her, making her stay away with that malice of instincts that were running through my veins. She was the only one able to see the shadows looming over. I could slash her throat, I could end it all here again, and make sure her soul could no longer exist. The blood welled near her breasts, leaving her hissing and gasping as the vampiric witch stumbled back with her steps. I stood and calmly approached, hands with weapons rising towards her, until an unbearable heat made me step back.

The heat grew and then vanished with a splantation of blue light as the man stood between us. Giving me the most menacing of glares, sending me to actually back off of my earlier mentality of tearing the devil to shreds. I stood there claws dripping with blood my right shoulder torn with flesh exposed out of the bone. Soaking my white clothing, as I gave a small ‘tsk’ to the man.

“Dear sister, have you been letting yourself actually go now? Are you the one who will save, or destroy everything on a whim.” My dear brother said, standing facing me within the silence of everyone around us. I let the claws melt, and vanish into a thin liquid of nothing.

“I am simply doing as I wish. It is none of your concern.” I stated closing my eyes and lowering my head. As I pulled up my sleeve the man left with the devilish beast before I could do anything else. My bleeding form was left for the others to heal, to treat. As soon as they had been though, near the tainted black blood infecting my system as I left. They wanted me to stay of course, but I couldn’t just take their word from the possessiveness that they felt over how I had acted on the events at the bridge and the destruction I had caused among that revelation.

I stood on the edge of the bridge with thoughts covering my head, as to what the voices were telling me. I was also needed elsewhere at this moment and time now. Yet it’d be year another year before I could even approach the graves, the sounds of the dead plaguing me. Of dead memories I remembered, but no one had ever told me about. The missing block of destruction as I had peeled the faces off of the ones I loved, but luckily had enough energy to bring them back.  So what was left after a year, made me move off, towards the planet of the thieves. The birth of what seemed like a rebellion, but for the entire prison of the walls. Brought to my attention the past, the present, and the future of all of us in our flesh. The stone statue that held the small blue orb signifying the cost of magical energy made for the island like planet. A dragon wrapped it’s stone jaws around it. The orb was the size of a marble, glowing, as if it had some sort of liquid shining from the inside out in it. The area was closed off, and guards were standing behind me, but seemed like I wasn’t there at all.

I didn’t dare touch it though, didn’t dare touch the fabric of time in which of the sacred state of the objects that could hold swords into my body. My hand simply pulled over the object, before turning my head, I could, and would sit here to listen to the voices. For the remainder of the second year, before I could finally muster up the energy to do what I wanted with the twisted Discord in of which was causing the most of vexing passes for the royals back at home. It was nearly like sleeping, and before I knew it the year had passed and I was already moving, to get rid of the garbage I had mentally prepared myself for.

Pheonix was the one who became silent after seeing Blizzard on the streets. Unbenounced to anyone I had stricken with the information in terrifying sustenance to what she was going to do to set things in the universe to balance. She was so silent, and I moved along the mountains edge where the beast was. Just so profound as his rotting body was easy to see through with eyes like mine. Rotting with his cheek bones and flesh falling off the body. Raising myself into the crevice. I turned to face him fully, and asked to what cost he believed all of this was for.

Of course his answer was along the lines of the insanity that plagued the dead’s brain. Someone, and something that shouldn’t have existed in the first place as the blue rain had told me connecting the universe. So my short hair was not only going to be tainted with the sick blood of this creature, but of the soul of my emotions being locked out for the moment of the energy being pulled from it. I approached lifting my hand, as he froze in the middle. His body was moving too slow for me, I was moving too fast for him. As I placed a hand on his chest, just inching towards the dead heart. As I stretched in closer to his neck. My left hand stroking his hair down his neck, towards his chest where my other hand was.

There was a slow word spoken from his tongue too slow for me to understand. As I stretched my right hand into his chest, into his flesh hearing the scratching and feeling it form in and around my hand. It was like a bunch of liquid, as I reached for his heart, the vessels and flesh sucked it so nicely. My other hand resting on the side of his neck and shoulder, leftly to him. Closely to the heart that was in the left side of his chest. The slow beating, was even slower feeling like a small worm between my fingers as I detached the half dead heart from its holder. The vessels spit bleeding out, warmly over my hand as I presented it to the man’s face. Time suddenly started again and he was screeching, screaming in pain. He thrashed, causing the heart to jolt out of his system. And there was another flash before I started to tear his body into shreds. Piece by piece his flesh fell off. Shattering bone all around, tearing his face into pieces. There was nearly nothing left of him when I was finished. Torn to pieces by fingers clawing at the flesh. Deleting any hope of coming back together.

I opened a caged portal, something of screaming souls as I pressed the flesh into the hole. It ate the flesh in a welcome manner, as the amount of blood stained the ever so innocents of the voices within my head. Then, the sound and screaming turned into nothing but silence. As I stood there covered in blood, my eyes streaking over the place. There was another soul here, but I could not sense what or who they were.

The point was, the deed had been done. And the Suspicious events would suddenly stop, as I returned home. And pheonix of the dead, never spoke to me after that. The others told me what she had done for the boy blizzard. My nephew who Discord had thwarted about. As to what it had been concluded as. I slept, for some time after that in a bed that was missing me so dearly.

Author's Note

Warning, a bit of gore. Feel free to critique but you don't have to, this was a recap of a two year time period for a roleplay between me and a friend. All credit of characters who are not mine to their owners.