The crying of children and the calls to their parents could barely be heard whilst they sat helplessly in a furnace, surrounded by firewood. Some tried to push against the door, but it was barred. Leaving them to their fates. Others tried screaming their lungs out, wanting someone of good soul to come and save them. They banged on the walls, screamed, cried, and prayed to any deity they believed in to come and save them. To rescue them from their certain demise, but their answers weren't heard.
"No! No!" Another kid could be heard from outside, their feet being dragged against the floor. "Let me go! Mom!" The ones inside quieted down, believing that they may have a chance to get out. Their self-preservation instincts told them to run the moment the doors were opened, so they readied themselves.
The door opened up, revealing the lady from before, but she was different. She bore black wings on her back, and her face was more ferocious than caring. It was the same, crazed look you could see on Freed's face. She was ready, herself, for when the doors were opened, because when she opened both doors to the incinerator, she instantly formed a spear in her hand. A spear made out of light, though it wasn't completely bright. From that spear, she created a kind of trident; it had three prongs to it, but it also had extra prongs jutting out from the center. It was pointed at the children, and any that made an attempt to leave would've died via impalement. She cackled evilly, watching them back away from her spear in fear. She tossed the child she had with her inside, and then confidently hit her spear against the ground, making a loud thud sound, similarly to a king demanding attention of his court.
"I want my mom," one of them said, cowering behind the rest, with the muster to ask that question.
"No one is going to come and save you," the lady answered, very bluntly. "You should've just stuck with your parents in the first place." There was so much uneasiness after hearing her, their hearts sank and the tears began to flow more easily. "Now here's a question for you," she said as she walked around to the side of the incinerator, pulling separate levers to start warming up the furnace, and then towards the lever for the flames to engulf the inside. She quickly held her spear out in front of the door, wanting to see the flames from her perspective. "Have you ever heard of the story from the Bible about the three men in the furnace?" She asked, with a sickly smile going over her face. "I'm curious to see if it's true, let's see if we can recreate that moment!" She was about to grab the lever, and flip it to see the kids burn, but before she could, a red-hot chain was flung over towards her wrist. The chain started to burn her wrist, leaving an imprint and keeping her from pulling it. She felt a hard pull away from it, her body hitting the nearest wall.
The chain retracted, going back into the shadow.
The lady, Lillith, got up off of the ground and looked over to where the chain disappeared. Then, someone approached.
"So, found me, huh?" She asked, before creating a spear and hurling it towards the open incinerator, keeping the kids from leaving. "Who are you? Gremory? Sitri? Or are you the two Angels from Europe?" She said, preparing another spear of light. But her cocky grin, her smug smirk, started to disappear, when the Rider stepped into view. The flaming skull, fireball eyes, and the firm grip of the chain. She was starting to feel terror. "N-No..." she said, taking a step back. But as she looked the Rider over again, she could see that something was different. "W-Wait, a-are you...There's no way..." Fear was in her eyes as she watched the Rider walk towards her, each step audible in the empty room, save for the cries of children as they watched this creature step into view. "Hold on, you look different. What happened to you?" She asked, as whatever heart she had was beating furiously in her chest.
"Going under a new policy," the Rider replied. The instant he finished, he reared the chain back, and whipped it towards Lillith like a bullwhip. Lillith blocked it, using her spear to take the whip of the chain. It wrapped around her spear, but she made it disappear, leaving the chain to fall flat onto the ground. She swiftly formed a new one and hurled it towards the Rider, but the Rider whipped the chain again, this time in a manner similar to a horse rider whipping the reins. The hump of the chain was raised up and had hit the spear, which then led to the chain magically wrapping around it. With the spear in his control, the Rider spun around, hurling the spear back at Lillith.
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The Chains that Bind (Highschool DxD x Ghost Rider Reader)
FanfictionDevils exist in mankind. Devils, Angels, and Fallen Angels stuck in a deadlock. Very rarely have there been sightings of a fight between Devils and Fallen Angels. But a wreck just outside of Kuou sparked a new contender that would disturb the peace!