Chapter 9: Back to hell

1 day before Japafri: “You sure it's smart to bring Morales?” Arkham asks Inori 

while he cleans his rifle. Inori across the room playing chess with Dr.Phobos, Inori smiles. “Dont think im sending Morales to aid you…..I know you are more than capable of handling this on your own” He says as he puts Dr.Phobos in check. “GAH how did I miss that!” Dr.Phobos yells, as he gets closer to the board. Arkham pulls a chair to the table that they were at. “Are you testing him?” he asks Inori. Putting Dr.Phobos in checkmate, Inori turns to Arkham with a light smile on his face. “ Make sure he's ready Arkham, those are more than just children he's been put in charge of”  he says to Arkham. Nodding his head, he gets up from the table, and goes back to his rifle. Cleaning it he begins to think of the mission, and how it's gonna go, Having memories of the last time they went on a mission. “Set the board again, I'm sure to beat you this time!” Dr.Phobos yells in the background. 

Current day: Opening his left hand another revolver forms out of thin air. Taking a hit from his cigar, he stands still waiting for the shaitans to make a movement. “GET HIM!” Tiras yells!. Arkham smirks, before he dashes towards them shooting three shaitans in the head in a matter of three seconds. Landing on the ground Arkham slides towards another Shaitan transforming his revolver into a sawed off shotgun, and shoots the shaitan point blank blowing its head off. Tiras watching from a far as he sees Arkham mow through the shaitans begins to put together the ability that's being used. “Arsenal is a wall that allows you to pick any firearm you want, but the more damage the weapon does the more it affects its user.” Tiras thinks to himself, as more Shaitan begin flooding out the woods. Arkham turning the shotgun back into a revolver points finds a small opening to hit Tiras, “First wall: Direct shot” He says before shooting one bullet at Tiras. Seeing the bullet coming towards him tries to move out the way to dodge it. Dashing away he begins to run, but to his surprise the bullet continues to follow him. “Shit it's not slowing down ... .only way to stop it is for it to hit its target” Tiras thinks to himself before he turns around, and puts his arm out so the bullet can hit. Penetrating his forearm the bullet goes through and disappears in thin air, “I must take the revolver out his hands!” Tiras quickly thinks to himself before he dashes towards Arkham, and charges his fist. Sensing Tiras approach him, Arkham puts his revolver away and sucker punches Tiras. “You wont get me with that again buddy” He says calmly as he quickly pulls out his revolver again, but right before he shoots his shot, a big 7 foot tall Shaitan running full speed pushes Arkham off Tiras. “You're a big fella aren't ya?” Arkham says jokingly as the shaitan growls into the sky. 

Morales getting away from the fight sets Bashiru down, and begins to put pressure on his wound. “I can get you out of here!” Morales yells, as he takes off his coat, and covers the wound. Bashiru looking at Morales panic smiles, “Morales don't forget what we are….We are more than human.” Bashiru says as he covers his wound. “NOW GO!” he yells at Morales as he coughs blood. Getting up and backing away, Morales begins to sprint back towards the battle field, but this time it's more than just vengeance, and anger fueling him. “I have to win ... .I have to end this” Morales thinks to himself. Dashing across the woods some shaitan find him, and begin to attack. Morales grabbing one and slamming him into the ground, would follow up with a stomp breaking the shaitan's face. Then with a quick reaction he would dodge an attack from above. Sliding away to create space, Morales would feel a new power surging inside of him, with his second wall activated the flames created from his arms would turn from blue to purple. Morales looking at his hands, gains control and squeezes his fist before dashing towards a shaitan, and punching clean through its chest. Pulling his fist out the shaitan chest in an instant he would punch another, ripping its jaw clean off. Dashing away from them he uses his momentum to pursue the battlefield. 

“Is that all you got?” Arkham says to the shaitan, as he wipes blood from his lips. The shaitan growls, as he fully sprints towards him. Arkham smiling like a maniac, gets ready for the shaitan to tackle him. As the Shaitan makes contact with Arkham he gets pushed at a fast pace. Catching his footing Arkham sets his feet in the ground stopping the shaitan in his tracks. “Come on big guy ... .I'm not even gonna use my gun for you” he says before he picks up the shaitan, and body slams him into the ground. Tiras seeing the two of them brawl smiles, sensing Morales come closer and closer to the fight. “Come Morales show me who you've become”  Tiras whispers as Morales Dashes out the woods towards Tiras, one punching Shaitans as he comes. “TIRAS!” Morales yells as he switches places with multiple shaitans getting closer, and closer. Tiras smiling lunges at Morales tackling him to the ground. Getting on two feet he begins to drag Morales, but in an instant Morales grabs Tiras arm and pulls him to the ground too. Punching Tiras three times in the face before he is pushed off, Tiras sets his feet and pushes off the ground lunging towards Morales, and punches him in the gut sending him a few feet away.  Morales sliding away sets his feet, and dodges Tiras right hook countering with a right hook of his own. With Morales' punch connecting, Tiras gets dazed allowing Morales to land another right hook, and left hook. Morales then goes for a right body shot which Tiras catches, Tiras then follows up with a left hook which Morales catches. Standing face to face as they hold each other's arms in a stalemate of strength. Screaming in each other's faces using all their power to see which one will fold under pressure the quickest. “SHOW ME TRUE STRENGTH!” Tiras yells before he stomps on the ground, transferring the energy from his arm to his foot. Shattering the ground, Morales' foot slips into a crack, “Shit!” he thinks to himself before putting up his guard up getting ready for Tiras punch. 

Tiras dashing towards Morales punches his guard, but Morales instead of blocking, at the last second removes his guard and uses all his force to punch Tiras in the face, breaking his nose. “DID HE ABSORB MY HIT!”  Tiras thinks to himself, as shock begins to consume him. Trying to regain his focus, He looks at Morales' arm. “HE USED HIS ARM AS BAIT” he thinks to himself seeing the damage of his punch on Morales arm. Quickly setting his feet he Dashes towards Morales, “I must use my 2nd wall!” he thinks to himself, but right as he approaches Morales he is filled with fear. Seeing the look on Morales face, was of a demon. “Tell your friends about me” Morales says before he penetrates Tiras chest with his fist. Tiras coughing out blood, Grabs Morales head. “SECOND…*coughs*....WALL: DIVINE MIND” He utters out. 

Morales' eyes widened in shock as he sucked through a portal to an all white room. “What the fuck…” Morales whispers to himself as he looks around the room. Seeing nothing but a table, and a man in an all white suit. “ Divine mind Tiras must be on his deathbed.” The man says. Morales, looking around the room, slowly approaches the man. “Who are you?” Morales asks the man, The man looking up at Morales puts down a magazine. “Oh my apologies I’m…” he begins to say before he is cut off by Tiras. “When does my time start?” Tiras asks as he stands turned away from them. “Hmmmm your minute starts now.” the man says before he vanishes. “Please have a seat or don’t…not my concern” Tiras says as he sits down at the table. “I can't feel my energy,” Morales says as he looks at his hands, but ignoring him Tiras pours a glass of Rum. “Morales im dead….You’ve killed me* takes a sip* in a very anticlimactic way”  he says to Morales. “What do you mean?” Morales says standing away from Tiras. “This is my second wall…I figured since I was gonna die I might as well end with a bang” he says seeing Morales get more angered. “30 seconds” A demonic voice says to the both of them. “What have you done Tiras!” Morales says, walking over to Tira he picks him up by his shirt. “I see where those boys are……I see where your hiding them….I see that girl you love at the bar…..I see everything you've ever cared about Morales….who is gonna save those boys while you're trapped here” Tiras says to him with a evil smile on his face. Morales angered tries to punch him, but is stopped by an invincible force. “10 seconds” The demonic voice says. “YOU SON OF A BITCH!” Morales yells at him before putting him down, and walking around the room trying to find a way out he panics. Seeing the havoc being created in the room Tiras walks over to a widow, and finishes his drink.  “HAIL AZAZEL” Tiras says before a big demonic monster squashes him into a stain on the floor. The monster pokes its head through the window revealing decaying skin, with red and orange eyes covered by wet long hair. Morales backing up puts his guard up as the monster begins to reach towards him. “I’m sorry boys” he whispers right before the monster grabs him, But suddenly the man in all white appears again. “No you don't!” he yells as he snaps his fingers and the monster turns to dust. “Phew that was close wasn't it?” The man says before he turns around and sees Morales tense. “Ah don't worry you're not supposed to die today…..but you are very lucky!” he says as he gets closer to Morales. In a blink of an eye he teleports behind Morales, and pulls him into another room. “So the big man upstairs said he still needs you!.....That is a compliment” he continues to say as he drags morales to a hole. “Now enjoy the fall, and trust me you'll be fine…. NOW OFF YOU GO!” he says before pushing Morales into the hole. Trying to grab onto the man Morales misses, “See you soon Morales” The man says to him, watching him scream as he falls down the hole. 

“The boys!” Morales yells as he wakes up, gasping for air he touches his chest and begins looking around seeing the other shaitans begin to decay, turning to dust. “ did ... .did we win” He whispers before he turns around seeing, Tiras' body turn to dust. Slowly getting up, He sees the shaitan scream in pain as their necks glow orange matching the symbol on Tiras arm. “So killing Tiras was the key” he thinks to himself as he walks through the battlefield.  Rushing back to Bashiru, “Please be ok” he repeats to himself as he gets closer and closer. “Hello friend” Bashiru says with a light smile, “I'm assuming we won”  he continues to say in a joking manner, Morales smiles while nodding his head. “We did buddy” Morales replies to him before he picks him up, slowly carrying him to the hole that's slowly beginning to close. “ How did you close it?” Bashiru asks as Morales sets him down. “Killing Tiras,” Morales replied. Leaning back Bashiru looks up at the sky taking deep breaths, “Where's Arkham?” 

Arkham sitting on a tree log, Begins to look at the shaitan turning to dust. “You put up a good fight, but you were pretty weak for a big guy” he says to the big shaitan he was fighting. Seeing the shaitan slowly turn to dust, he gets up and points his revolver at the Shaitan. “I'll put you out of your misery and if you somehow come back, make sure you're stronger” he says jokingly with a smile on his face before taking the shot, ending the life of the shaitan in an instant. Walking out the woods, Arkham cracks his neck seeing Bashiru, and Morales in the distance. “Damn kids did it” he says with a light smile. Putting the revolver away as he gets closer to them, “Alright let's get you out of here” he says, putting Bashiru over his shoulder. Morales seeing them walk away smiles, “PUT ME DOWN I CAN WALK BY MYSELF!” Bashiru yells. 

Back in Gerusa two days later: “Ja are you hungry” Micheal asks him, as he begins to cook eggs for Ronin. Looking out the window Ja looks down at the chain Morales gave him. “Ah yeah ... .Just a little bit though” He says in a depressing tone. Micheal walking over to Ja, looks down at him. “Hey buddy he will be back” Micheal says patting Ja on the back. Giving a light smile, Ja gets up and walks over to the table. Pulling a chair next to Ronin. Turning to Ja, Ronin shows him a marking behind his ear. “You see this right?” he asks as he rubs it. Looking at it with more detail, “Woah did you get a tattoo” he says to him in awe. “No. it's engraved in my skin,” Ronin replied. Walking out the kitchen Micheal serves them their food, and sits across from them. “I was thinking maybe I take you two to the orphanage…not to give you away of course, but Sister Maria takes in kids and teaches them all grade levels” He says to the boys. Ja, eating his food in a hurry, ignores the question. But Ronin tilts his head, “Never thought about going to school” he says as he rubs his chin. Micheal smiles seeing Ronin interested, but turns his attention to Ja seeing what he had to say about the matter. “So how about you Ja?” He asks him. Ja lifting his face from the plate looks around, “What was the question” he says to them. “So you want Me, and Ronin to go to school?” Ja asks him. Micheal looking at  him smiles, “I think it would be great for you two…you guys get to be around kids your age, and older…Like Iko” he says to him. Ja, playing with his eggs, looks at his plate and begins to think about the offer. “You guys can also work with me during the weekend at the wing shop ... .make a little bit of money,” he continued to say to the boys. “Maybe even pick up a few tips and tricks from an old guy like me”. Ja smirks, “ok, sounds like a good plan” he replied. They all continue to eat breakfast until the doorbell is rung. “I'll get it” Ronin says before getting up, and walking towards the door. Looking at the door, Ja’s face brightens up  “MORALES!” he yells in an excited tone, Running over to Morales he gives him a high five. “What happened to your arm?” he asks seeing Morales wearing an arm sling. Looking at Ja, and Ronin he smiles, seeing the boys in good condition. “It's broken ... .but don't worry about that it will be good as new in a few days” He says to the boys. Micheal looking at Morales' beat up walks over to him, “Seems you got beat up during the trip” He says in a joking manner. Morales, walking in the apartment smirks, “You can say that” he replied. Ja pulling on the chain hands it back to Morales, “I kept it safe for you” he says with the biggest smile on his face. Crouching down Morales pats him on the head, “You keep it” he says as he puts it around his neck. Ja's eyes glowed in happiness, Hearing Morales say that. Getting up, Morales smells eggs and bacon, “You got some to spare?” he asks as Micheal laughs. “Of course!” he replied. All of them walked back to breakfast. Smiling as they enjoy each other's company.