Exodus Files: Gates of Hell.

Chapter 2: The Wild Ones.

His sweat is as cold as the winter's breath, his muscles are aching from running, his breathing is deep and slow, he is calculating his next move. As the sun's rays kissed his skin, the cave's walls echoed his voice as he heave for air, his eyes are focused on the cult that's about to pounce on him any minute now. Yes, he is cornered.

"So, prove it to us that you're the dreadful Oni, you punk!" a cult member challenge the man, " how dare you disrespect Avashla-sama! You will pay for this!" the other yelled, everyone was throwing insults and threats at him, each member wield daggers, swords and maces. The tension started to heat up when the man decided to sit down. "YOU FILTHY SCUM!" the cultist attempts to bash the agitator but paused as the man raised his hand and points at the sky.

The crowd was silent. No one moved a muscle as they observe the man, now looking like Buddha; with matching solemn expression and eyes closed. Everyone was expecting him to move, but their expectations failed. The man then spoke "Yes, low lives, I am the Oni, the son of the Dark Lord, and ruler of you all...dare lay a finger on me and I will punish you all..." he then opened his eyes and pointed to the cultist who was about to attack him "I will forgive your insolent act if you leave the villagers alone; do you have no shame at all? they are working their bums off day and night to have enough food for their families. I will let-" but before he was able to continue his little speech the cult member striked him with a mace straight to the cranium. Blood started to drip.

The cult started to cheer, they found out that the so-called Oni is vulnerable to attacks after all, and also made of flesh and bone. "ATTACK!" the mace-wielding cult member cried, but before they even get a chance to take a single step the man bursts into laughter, "I HAVE WARNED YOU!!NOW TASTE MY DEMONIC POWERS" he then smirked, "as I snap my fingers, heads will roll and fountains of blood will shower!" and as he snapped his fingers, a massive blow immediately decapitates several of the cult fanatics; everyone was terrified and started to run, but the shadows started to eat them, and from the darkness, pillars of blood started to rise. The man stood up, and walked at the last monster standing and spoke in a diabolic voice " Mark my words, weakling, I will keep an eye on you...and as promised I will deliver you all back to hell." he then glared at the monster, and made a loud roar that startled the cultist, running off like a wimp.

the man sighed and started to laugh, "Man, that was funny! Did you see his face? He looks like he peed his own pants!"

Two shadowy figures then appeared, slowly it approaches the man...and swiftly hit him in the nape "NOW THAT IS REALLY STUPID YOU KNOW!"

"I am the Oni?I thought you'll go low-profile??" Mitsu nagged as Niv rubs his nape, "I have no choice! I ran out of ideas when they caught me!"

"Well, at least their scared enough not to steal from the villagers again" Doer added. As the trio surveyed the area, they noticed the mess, Doer then inquired "should we leave all these dead bodies?" Mits and Niv looked at each other and concurrently quoted "YES."

Nivrae Lacronite, also known as the Pinkdevil, the Prince of Netherea(the ruling kingdom that guides the whole realm of monsters) aside from being the legendary fiend; he is a strong Shadow Ninja and an Alchemist. Although his name is feared across the lands, nobody really knows that he looks like a kid, his physical features are like of a young Filipino male. Stubborn and hot-headed, he often ends up arguing with his teammates. His allies are Donard Roax, The Sith, the heir of the Roalhdiz Assassin clan and Mitsu Deathstryke, the vicious Dark Knight, the cursed one who slaughtered hundreds and destroyed the kingdom of Huelzarm. Donard, better known as Doer is the team's tactician, a silent and calm person, he looks like he is Chinese, captivating the hearts of the ladies around with his charming smile, while Mitsu, the team's weapon specialist, is a sarcastic and proud warrior. Born a Japanese Samurai but ended up being a Knight. His body is filled with scars from previous battles, most notably the scar across his face. Each of them was feared. Each of them was known to be warriors of the Dark side.

As the trio was about to walk out the cave, a bright light blinded them. As their visions recovered, Niv saw a familiar figure. "Key? Is that you?" Niv asked, and the figure answered "Yes, Niv. May I ask you a big favor?" the two shared a deep friendship since their childhood, Niv saw Key as a big brother and Key protects Niv during their younger years. "This may sound funny but I really need your help." Key said.

Doer and Mitsu knew Key but never really interacted with the Seraph. Doer asked "how can we help you, Key Griffoult?" Mitsu added "Will it be a big one as in much tougher than these bozos we just murdered over there?" Key seems to ignore the two and continued, "I hope you are aware of the current status of the Sky Palace?" Key asked the Demon, Niv seems to be puzzled and asked "what do you mean?" Key smiled and explained "the Palace is in deep distraught, there is a big threat which may cause the down fall of the Palace and may cause the destruction of the Wall*." He continued "several months ago a terrorist group named Mergers appeared, they were reported to be collecting crystal pillars, destroying cities and villages behind during their raids." The Seraph looked at the Oni's eyes "Niv, I need you to help us. Your team is the only one who can stop this threat." Key continued.

Mitsu tried to convince Niv "Dude, this is not our thing." The Dark Knight placed his hand on the Oni's shoulder "We are born with Demon blood, we can't simply say yes to this person's request...it's insane." He continued. After a few seconds, Niv replied "Okay. I need to see Mu."