Duality (DxD) (Part 1)

Ch 119 - Spreading Name

Jin was currently working hard making statues, he had found a method in which he could use energy to quickly make high-quality statues and was working for the Sitri clan to make them. Working in and out of the Underworld. Some statues were to be made on Earth, others were projects being held in the Underworld within the Sitri Clan territory. But regardless of what Jin did, others continued living. For better, or for worse.

In the golden light of a magic circle. A Fallen Angel appeared, with 6 large wings out, kneeling down, his head low. The Fallen Angel wore black robes and had a large scar across his face. His eyes were a dark shade of blue and his skin was pale. His figure wasn't a strong one, in fact, his wrists looked skinny and his hands weak despite the amount of wings he had. But even if he had large amounts of magic power, he was knelt down in front of someone stronger. Overwhelmingly so.

The Fallen Angel appeared in a dark cave, one with very little light besides 2 purple glowing orbs and a black light coming from the throne where a skeleton was. The skeleton was sitting on a stone throne, sitting in the vacant cave of which there was nothing else but the steady dripping of water coming from some stalactites.

???: I-I-I have news to report, m-my lord.

The Fallen Angel said shaking, knelt down with his head low before the skeleton's cold lifeless body. Its skull had a line going around it as if it was cut open, but a glowing black light emanated from the line going across its skull. A glowing purple light was coming from a ball in the centre of the skeleton's ribs and another in the pelvic area. But the skeleton didn't move from its position. It remained dead, lifeless to normal eyes.

???: M-My lord?

???: Were you graced with permission to speak Helacon?

A deep voice sounded in the room, one without an echo as if only one person could have such an authoritative voice. Helacon jolted and tensed as he smashed his head into the rough stone floor. Smashing his head bloody into the jagged stone of the floor. Scared, no, terrified.

Helacon: I'M SORRY LORD LETUM! PLEASE SPARE ME, MY LORD!

???: Your life is spared, indebted to me. You also should know that the name Mors is adequate. I haven't been a lord for quite some time. Now what have you come to say?

The skeleton that was lifeless on the throne slowly moved and sat up. The cobwebs of the skeleton broke, spiders and millipedes crawled out of their home and ran away. Out of his eyes insects crawled out, smaller insects out of his joints. Dust unsettled on a skeleton that hadn't moved in a very long time.

Helacon: Y-Yes Lo... Mors! I-I have heard that The F-First Head Of Hydra has been passed on. I-It is time for you to claim the final piece.

Mors: What right do you have to tell me what I should do?

Helacon: NONE MY LORD! I MEAN MORS!

Helacon smashed his head into the floor several more times as he rather receive permanent brain damage than suffer any punishment Mors could give him. Something terrified Helacon more than death itself. More than any monster or god. More than leader rank Fallen Angels. But Mors was still again, Helacon tried to hold back his rapid breath and shaking, as only the sounds of dripping water could be heard.

Mors: {So Ban is dead. But that old bastard managed to pass it on before he died.} Who did he pass it on to? Garo is dead with his soul stuck in hell, all his students died at Garos hand, his brother is dead and all his students felled. That old bastard should have died alone so the Sacred Gear could go back into the System. So the Sacred Gear could possess a weak human for me to kill.

Helacon: I-It went to someone named Jin. H-H-He is a Kitsune a-and a-a-a-a...

Mors: Spit it out.

Helacon: H-He is a Root of the World.

There was silence in the cave. Only to be disturbed by the dripping of water. Then slowly the chattering of teeth was heard that made Helacon tense. It was the skeleton's teeth that bounced up and down. Mors however, wasn't shaking at hearing such a thing, he was laughing.

Mors: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! AN IDEAL END TO EVERYTHING HAS COME! THE FIRST HEAD OF HYDRA ON A BODY THAT CAN HANDLE THE POWER OF A ROOT! A KITSUNE NO LESS! HOW FITTING FOR THE ORIGINAL HEAD TO PROTECT SUCH A BODY!

Mors let out a laugh that shook the entire cave. Rubble fell to the ground as the throne cracked. Crumbling in Mors bony skeleton hands.

Helacon: M-Mors?

Suddenly the laughter instantly stopped and that scared Helacon more than anything. He had spoiled the mood of someone he shouldn't have even attempted to annoy. But for him, the laughter was too suffocating. And while he got temporary relief from its end. He would meet his end.

Mors: You've been a pathetic loyal dog for me Helacon. So, I relieve you of your debt to me.

Mors said as he slowly stepped up from his throne, one that crumbled without him, as a throne was none at all without him sitting upon it. The purple light in his chest faded as metallic gloves covered his bony hands. It was a slim black gauntlet in design. A dark purple diamond-like jewel in the top hand of the gauntlet. The ends of the fingers were sharp and the gauntlet had some hints of purple on its black design. Mors walked up to Helacon, smiling as much as a skeleton could while Helacon shook. Looking at the black sleek gauntlets. The Third Head Of Hydra.

Mors: You've served me well. However, I'll be using my other subordinates now.

Mors said placing a hand on Helacon's shoulder and walking away. But as he walked away, placing on a black cloak that covered his body, a purple mist emanated from Mors that filled the cave. You could hear Helacon suffer, he could feel Helacon trying to use magic to survive. He could hear Helacon die. But what you couldn't see was Helacons body bubbling and spewing out purple puss. Melting on the ground instead of exploding into raven feathers like Fallen Angels normally did in death. With Mors walking further out of the cave, purple mist passed through his body. A purple poison.

Mors: Jin. {Not only does he have a personal relationship with Ban if he handed him The First Head Of Hydra, but he's also got a body that can handle a Root of the World. Such a body he must be at least a nine-tailed Kitsune. Fates have changed for me today. All though I have to change my plans, this is a good development.}

Mors thought as the purple poison spiralled and in black shards of glowing magic, he disappeared. Leaving the cave empty and crumbling.