OKUMURA

Chappy 10

A/n: merry Xmas peeps, hope your enjoying the story so far and that your all having a great day and that u have a happy new year. Well without further ado I present to u chapter 10 of my awful masterpiece, okumura:
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Rin pov:

Lucifer quickly disappeared after saying he was going to rally his men in the Illuminati to come and help us fight against the exorcists and mephisto did the same, saying that he was going to grab everyone from my old cram class and try to persuade them to come and help us with this catastrophe.

Looking out the window all I could see was carnage. Women and children being slaughtered, their innocent blood spilt. And when they tried to put up a fight they were cut down too, as if they were nothing, the exorcists having no mercy, no descrimination, just killing any demon in sight. We were clearly losing this battle with so many of our own already laid to rest. The exorcists have the upper hand using this dirty surprise attack to their advantage, with us having no time to evacuate the towns folk they can carve their way through them having little to no backlash until we were notified of the situation. This is devastating, we will never be able to recover from this, and we haven't even seen the full extent of their abilities yet. They will most likely continue to kill our own until their last man's last breath. Well I will not stand around as this happens to my brethren. I have to fight with them no matter what!! I can't let them all die, I have to save at least one of them! "Izumo, shura, be on standby, lots of demons will need medical attention, i'm going to join the fight"

I decided to run to the equipment room to grab my sword, which iblis had remade, quite nicely may i add, after it had been broken by my stupid little brother. I attached it to my hip and placed two of my handguns in their holsters at my sides, making sure to hide another gun and some extra ammo at my other hip. I used my flames to quickly change myself into my battle clothes which consisted of black / dark grey combat trousers, my blue paraboots and a dark blue shirt with a long black coat to conceal the guns i have on my person, i quickly grabbed two of my daggers and slid them into the sides of my boots just as a last resort.

I traced the corridors, making my way to the large, cast iron main gates. I sent out a burst of my flames to smash open the gates in a brilliant flash of blue. I erupted out of the smoke, wearing my flames as a pair of beautiful blue wings. I start flying straight towards the exorcists, whipping out my sword, and slicing through their flesh, hearing their pained screams as I kill them, its music to my ears, knowing that they can't kill another demon, knowing that I'm slowly but surely chipping away at their numbers. I carve through the exorcists on the front lines one by one, tirelessly and painfully I kill them all, and quickly, using my flames, teleport the demons who were fighting to defend themselves there to the inside the castle to be treated by izumo and shura. I returned my attention to the graveyard in front of me and made quick work of their bodies, setting them all alight at once and burning them down to ash.
I was only given a short amount of time to catch my breath before a swarm of more murderers came, charging straight towards me with determined looks. I pushed my pain down and began barreling towards them, slowly making my way through the next wave of exorcists, slicing and chopping through this all out massacre, trying to keep those monsters who dared to invade my home at bay. I was so tired and out of breath but I had to keep going. I have to keep fighting to save everyone, friend, family, stranger, it doesn't matter, i have to do this, for ghennah.

I was slowly tiring myself out, wave after wave of exorcists came, never letting up, slowly but surely chipping away at me and my will to fight. If there was no end to them then there was no point in fighting, they would win no matter what and it would just be a waste of time to continue this fight when it has nothing good in store for ghennah, we will loose and they would kill us all and then there would be no more demons for them to worry about so then there would be no need for exorcists anymore.

Hang on. Why would they wipe us out if it meant that they would all be out of a job? They would have no status and no purpose if we were all wiped out so what is their goal? What must they be after? What do they want? Oh no. If my thinking is correct then this is not good. I have to tell everyone before it happens.

But first I have to deal with this.
A huge army of exorcists stood before me, the looks on their faces clearly saying that they want revenge for their fallen, the many of their comrades that I slaughtered mercilessly like they did to my people. They fell into formation, circling me, giving me no escape from their attacks.
They were brutal, they used anything and everything that was at their disposal. I was sprayed with holy water, shot with holy bullets and attacked with blessed daggers and swords but I still stood tall, protecting the living and avenging the dead. I will not let the exorcists win this time. I had to surrender to these bastards too many times. I will not fall by their hand again, I have to stand tall. Unfortunately for me there were lots of tamers in this group, sending innocent, brainwashed demons out to attack me, they kept apologising every time they attacked but i know its not their fault, their being controlled by those manipulative assholes.

They dismissed their familiars when they thought that id had enough but, like the persistent pain in the ass that i am, i stood back up, holding my ground, ready to fight through this pain to protect my friends naruto style. I quickly summoned my naruto headband and tied it around my head because I needed a bit of the 'number one hyperactive knucklehead ninja's' perseverance in this fight.

I leapt back into action, a newly renewed sense of confidence and eagerness within me due to my eratic stupidness. The embers of my will to fight now fanned back into a raging flame, I glared at them all, sending shivers down their spine. I grinned at them all maliciously before I pulled out my two hand guns and started to shoot them all one by one. Their harsh attacks never let up but they were predictable now, the same patterns and rhythms as before when they managed to land every hit. I easily dodged the sword aimed right for my neck and shot the woman right between her eyes, her shocked look was priceless. The next man tried to shoot me with his blessed bullets but i quickly drew my sword and blocked the oncoming barrage, slowly getting closer and, looking him dead in the eye, shot him at point blank range, right through the heart, watching as his eyes widened then quickly dulled, as his body relaxed and he collapsed to the floor, dead. I reloaded my guns and continued to shoot and kill all of the people around me. When my guns once again ran out of ammunition, I threw them aside and let my demon side out, using my claws to carve my way through the rest of them. As i was doing this, something clicked inside of me, i realised that i was happy, i was enjoying killing all of these people, and it didn't matter. My clothes stained with blood as I continued to slaughter them all, my crazed laughter echoing around as I got to the last man. An innocent grin plastered on my blood splattered face as I placed my claws around his neck and asked the trembling man , "Mind telling me where Mr Arthur is?"