The Lunarian (Slow updates)(AU)

Chapter 30: Plans Of Invasion (reworked)

Ark One, Part Ten

(Third Person POV)

"When you told us that a Lunarian was with you, I didn't want to believe you. Unfortunately, you weren't lying. I can sense that he was here," a large demon said to Vult. The two were currently in the area where Crow defeated Alastor and Akuma. "The prince won't be happy with this discovery," the demon sighed.

The massive demon stood over ten feet tall and had a broad, muscular frame. It was dressed in sleek yet heavy black demonic armor with spikes on the shoulders, arms, and legs. Its entire suit of armor has engravings that glow bright red, and on the middle of the chest plate was the Asmodeus insignia that gleamed along with the etchings. Its helmet has a T-shape opening and four long black horns at the top, with two on each side of the helmet.

Strapped to its back was an equally massive and spiky Warhammer. The head of the enormous weapon was square shaped, with the back and top having thick blades that could pierce virtually anything like butter.

This demon was Messorem, the right hand of Prince Asmodeus.

Vult looked at Messorem in surprise. "You didn't fucking tell him yet?" the logia user asked with disbelief in his tone.
The demon glanced at him. "I wanted to confirm your claim before informing him. Prince Asmodeus isn't the type you wish to report false or unverified information," the demon responded, holding its neck. "I learned that the hard way..." If not for the helmet blocking most of his face, Vult would see the trauma in Messorem's eyes. Vult winced, understanding Messorm's implications. "It also appears that the Lunarian took their weapons," Messorm groaned in annoyance. 

"I'm assuming thats pretty bad," Vult remarked.

"Indeed. Besides anything holy, demonic weapons can also kill us," Messorem replied.

"Shit," Vult cursed. "Why didn't the weapons have any safety measures to prevent that?" he asked with a frustrated and worried tone.

"Because we didn't have to worry about our weapons being taken from a non-demon for centuries," the demon responded, equally frustrated.

"So, in other words, you guys got sloppy," Vult said.

"Pretty much," Messorem sighed, not even bothering to deny Vult's statement. "Well, I better call him, or else my ass will be grass when I return to the underworld," he held up a communication stone.

An image of the Asmodeus insignia appeared above the stone when the call was answered.

"What's your report? You better have a damn good reason why you went to the mortal realm, or else I'll give you another reminder of what happens when you piss me off, " said the deep chilling voice of Asmodeus.

Messorm gulped. "I do, my prince. Vult contacted me and reported that a Lunarian was with him--" he explained everything to Asmodeus, and when he finished, it was eerily silent on the demon prince's end. 

"Is anyone outside the Lust realm aware of this information?" the prince asked, his voice filled with anger and a hint of worry. 

"No, my prince," Messorem assured his superior understanding of his worry. 

"Good. If the king becomes aware of this knowledge and finds out we've been withholding this information from him, he'll have both our heads. I'll dispatch several high-ranking officers and an army to aid in the eradication of the Lunarian and its allies. Report any relevant information to me immediately."

"Understood my prince."

"Messorem."

"Yes, my prince?"