Ego University, Rieannie, England, Mid
Friday, February 22nd
11:03am
With a note excusing him from class early, Death sat in the School Counsellor's office with Mrs Holme.
"It has been about a year since we've had our last session" Mrs Holme gently stated "I understand a lot has happened since then- you're now a Young Black Councillor of the Threat Wing and I've heard a little of your 'adventures' throughout last year, and the Light Festival in Heaven" she started before a small smile drew across her face "That angel you were dancing with... that's the friend you talked about last time, right?" "Y-yeah" Death answered. The ripper sat nervous, almost biting his tongue before the counsellor continued "He seems like an absolute cutie-pie" Mrs Holme warmly stated, cracking a small smile out of Death "Don't let him hear that, he'll lose his shit- pardon my language" "Absolutely fine, dear" she assured him "On the broadcast, it seemed like you two have gotten even closer and that everything is great between the two of you, but I'm having a feeling there's more behind that" she said as Death nodded his head a little. "...would you mind if we started there first?" Mrs Holme asked as the ripper shook his head, then took a shaky breath "Everything is great between us- I mean, we're not dating or anything, still 'just friends'" he started "But... a few of our friends pointed out that I am kind of obsessive over Gamer- I mean I already knew that I might be a little but- god" Death groaned, leaning forward in the chair and covering his face with his hands. "He knows I like him that way and he doesn't like me like that at all, we even made rules and a boundary line" he rambled "But I've been so protective and possessive over him, and I feel like it's just turning into an unhealthy obsession- he's not even mine, we're just friends- I can't be like this-" the ripper froze as Mrs Holme placed a firm hand on his shoulder. He closed his eyes, listening to the counsellor's words "A lot of demonic celestials are like this when they fall in love, especially us torture demons" she gently told him "Old texts state that all species still have their ancestors' instincts... sometimes, when a demonic celestial falls in love or finds a mate they want to be partnered with for the rest of their life, they become protective, possessive... obsessive" she listed. "Ripper demons are the worst for it... but their instincts are never wrong" Mrs Holme stated "Rippers always find the perfect mate" she assured him before taking back her hand and leaning back into her chair "...Death, if you don't mind me asking.... you were human once, what was your relationship with your parents like?" she asked as the boy's body stiffened a little.
Death uncovered his face, eyes narrowing to a glare aimed at the ground "Parents loved each other, they hated me" he answered as Mrs Holme's brow drew in slight concern "Why do you think they hate you?" she asked.
Before he could speak another word, his father punched him square in the chest, knocking the wind out of him before grabbing him and throwing him hard into the ground. And the absolute look of disgust on his mother's face as she both watched and allowed her husband to harm their son...
Death's jaw tightened and clicked.
"...my parents raised me to be some sort of heir to the family name and... 'profession', but when I came out to them as bisexual... they 'freaked'" he answered the counsellor's question "They both died that very night" "I'm so sorry-" "Don't" Death cut her off, coldness and anger riddled throughout his voice "They weren't good people to anyone and now they're exactly where they belong, rotting in the Torture Ring of Hell".
Mrs Holme waited a bit as Death took a couple breaths to calm himself down, she then asked another question "...and what about past relationships? with partners?" she carefully asked as he made himself sit up straight in the chair "...I was tricked into dating a manipulative selfish bitch who constantly slept with whatever guy she came across whilst human and there was a girl from the Lust Ring who drugged and used me" he answered. "And turns out that both of them now work for the Grey Leader and have been trying to kill Gamer" he added and when he finally lifted his eyes back up to Mrs Holme, Death was met with such a saddened expression across her face... the woman literally looked like she was about to cry. "Look- I know that being asked personal questions is part of this, but very few people know the full story for a reason" Death told her "I understand.... Death, the main reason I asked you those questions today is because a child may inherit certain traits from their parents, both good and bad, and people also sometimes change due to the trauma of toxic relationships" Mrs Holme tried to explain.
"Low self-esteem, avoidance, trust issues, difficulty regulating emotions...." as she listed, Death's hands slowly balled up into fists "From the events that I guess was a little over fifty years ago, I think you still may not have properly processed and healed from it" Mrs Holme gently said "And what I'm guessing is that you haven't visited either of your parents to have a proper talk and you may actually be scared of the two girls, and more so what they may do to the person you are in love with now" she continued. Death's face drew into an expression of thought, both confusion yet old anger gleaming in his eyes as he sat in silence "Death, would you like to go back to doing these sessions once a week or at least once a fortnight?" Mrs Holme asked as the ripper took a shaky breath, nodding his head "...yeah".
12:17pm
Death walked down one of the school's many corridors, slowly making his way over to the library for study period as the sound of running footsteps rushed down the corridor before the sound collided with his back, sending him off balance.
"Big bro!" Camila sung as Death quickly got his balance back "Hi Camila" "I've been looking for you everywhere" she told him, letting go of the ripper "There's a party tonight at the southern beach, you wanna come?" she asked "Sorry Cami, I missed most of last period so I'll need to catch up on class notes tonight" Death said. Camila folded her arms and raised a brow at the ripper, her entire mood shifting into 'interrogation mode' or something "Why did you miss class?" she questioned "I... just came back from the nurse's office, I skipped breakfast this morning and the heat had gotten to me, made me a little nauseous" Death lied and thankfully for him, she bought it. "You've got to look after yourself, Death" Camila told him, stern sister look fading as the ripper silently breathed out in relief "If you're feeling sick, maybe take the rest of the day off?" "Can't, senior students only get a few days off before it starts counting towards their grades" Death reminded her "Still.... you sure I can't talk you into coming to the party?". Death laughed a little "Sorry sis, but no, you can't" he told her before offering to walk Camila to her next class.
Dawn just barely dodged the punch, immediately losing her balance and falling to the ground, only to have a wooden staff swung towards her and stop only an inch or two off her chest "And your dead" Erik stated, moving the staff away from Dawn as she angrily groaned "I never going to get this" "May I remind you that not everyone gets it in the first lesson" the devil prince told the girl before helping her back up onto her feet.
Ianthe had organised with Erik to train Dawn in basic combat and self-defence just in case.
Since Dawn had a study period today, Erik had brought her out to the school field to start her first lesson.
On their way over to the library, Angel and Mangle saw Dawn and Erik, and decided to watch and study on the field stands instead.
"You're a devil prince! you've got an unfair advantage- why can't I practice with Angel or Mangle instead?" Dawn questioned, trying to get back the breath that had been knocked out of her from the fall "You would really rather taking on one of the two celestial goddesses?" Erik questioned her with a slight smirk "With the knowledge that you're only a human and that one simple landed hit from one of them would literally shatter your bones?" he finished as Dawn's face paled a little from the reminder. "Right..." she choked a little as Angel laughed a bit "Sorry, but neither of us know our own strength yet whilst Erik does" the reaper somewhat explained the reasoning of the arrangement "And Erik knows how to hold back" Mangle added as Dawn sighed, turning her head back to the teacher "Fairest match I get, right?" "I'm afraid so" Erik answered "The Grey Leader doesn't play fair or 'nice', so hopefully your training can prepare you for the worst" the teacher stated as Dawn nervously cracked her knuckles, readying herself to go again.
Killen Base, ???, England, Mid
Haruka threw fist after fist at the punching bag. Sweat beading down her skin, eyes narrowed to a harsh glare at the bag.
"You have us now... Lev, Inessa, Saskia, me-" "You hate me" Haruka stated, coldly cutting of Cyprise as the shadow walker bit her tongue, keeping back the slight bit of anger that rudeness ignited. "I don't hate you... and it's mostly you hating me-" I don't hate you, you just... annoy me, a lot... I dislike your presence" Haruka stated as Cyprise snorted a bit "Seriously?" "Fuck off"...
Her fists tightened as she punched harder.
Before Haruka could speak or at least come up with sort of excuse or lie... Cyprise immediately reconnected their lips...
Faster.
"Oh yeah- there was a last minute mission to Heaven, she went on the conditions that the Grey Leader gives you full pardon and drops all charges on you" Inessa stated whilst the terna's eyes stayed on Cyprise....
Eyes slowly glowing red.
Haruka threw her arms out, gesturing around the room "No one's here- this part of the base is completely empty" she harshly stated "So tell me! what the fuck am I not getting?" "Ashdown- I fucking care about you!" the shadow walker snapped back as the terna demon became dead frozen "In that fucking sense- I care about you that way" Cyprise snapped....
"Ah!" Haruka bent over, hissing in horrid pain, hugging her torso.
Everything hurt.
She had pushed herself, training to get back her strength.
"Haruka" a greeting voice came from the door as she sucked in a deep breath and unwrapped her arms, forcing herself to stand up straight and turn around, meeting Tyce. "The fuck do you want?" she hissed "To check in on you, everyone's worried-" "Fuck off and don't waste your time on pointless shit" she immediately snapped, Tyce's eyes narrowed "You were named a traitor to both the army and cult, and Cyprise just managed to get the Grey Leader to give you full pardon and have all charges-" "Great to know she's a fucking hero!" Haruka snapped again, anger and harshness bleeding through her words. "I got fucking tortured because John wouldn't give Grey Leader a fucking stone! I took the blame for shit I didn't even do- oh! and the best part! I did it all for a pathetic leader who's in love with a shitty medic!" she yelled "I-" "You stole and drank the blood bags missing from the infirmary" Tyce coldly cut of the terna demon as she froze. She became dead silent as Tyce glared her down, his dark red-brown eyes piercing through her "Both me and Saskia have a great sense of smell, especially when it comes to blood" he stated "Both of us had smelt blood on you for weeks, up until the blood testing and the news of the missing resources". When he took a step toward her, Haruka took two steps back, eyes growing wide "I know you didn't take the medication, but you still took the blood and drank it... want to know why you felt so weak against the Grey Leader and right now?" Tyce questioned yet she found it impossible to speak a word "To torture demons especially... blood is like an addiction to drugs and alcohol, and when you haven't used in a while, your body kind of shuts down in order to detox" he explained before pointing a finger at Haruka. "Your coma and your current state is your body handling the withdrawal of not consuming blood for weeks" Tyce bluntly told her "You're very lucky though, usually its worse than fucking hell... yet you being a cannibal demon was the last thing I thought of when I first met you" he stated. Tyce took a sharp breath through his fanged teeth, eyes glaring at Haruka once more "If you have a problem with our leader loving someone like Romainov, then watch your fucking tongue or I'll personally tare it out of your throat" his coldly threatened, voice turning into a low growl before his walked out of the room.
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