Straight From Gehenna (BLUE EXORCIST FANFIC)

It's Now Or Never

Sorry that this chapter is short. And late. Please forgive me ; - ;

Jinnai's POV

Everything seemed off. Just like when I went crazy at Yasui's house. 

I couldn't hear anything over the loud ringing in my ears. I struggled to sit up as I looked around, trying to understand what was happening. Rin and Yukio were fighting. I knew some others were here, but it's like my mind wouldn't accept it. I could see them, but my mind said they weren't there.

What's going on?

I pushed myself up from the ground, seeing Yukio was still possessed by Satan. I frowned, grabbing my sword that was near me and used it to help me up. Blood trickled down from my wounds as I almost fell over. I coughed up a bit more blood, earning the attention of the two. Rin looked scared and shocked, like he was trying to figure out how to help me. Satan, on the other hand, was grinning once more. Whatever was going on between them had stopped for the moment, and now all attention was on me.

Rin tried to say something, but I ignored him and ran towards his possessed brother, almost slashing his side. Satan jumped out of the way, and I was about to attack once more, but Rin held me back.

"Jinnai, don't hurt him!" Rin tried to keep me from getting out of his grip.

"What the Hell do you mean?!" I shouted, glancing at him.

"Even though Satan has possessed Yukio, if you fight him, you're really only hurting my brother!" 

"I don't give a shit about your brother!" Rin looked at me, wondering why I would even say such a thing.

It was true. I really don't care about Yukio. If what happened with Wattan never happened, then I wouldn't be trying to kill Satan while he's still possessing Yukio. If it didn't happen, I probably wouldn't even be here. I know that killing him while he's in a vessel, won't get rid of him, but it's the only option I have right now. It'll drive him back to Gehenna, to where I can fight him. The real him. If I fight him now and manage to kill him, the only one dead here would be Yukio, and Rin would never forgive me.

Even with that, it was still Satan. I just had to drive him out in to the open. He can't be possessing someone anymore. If he was and I was fighting him, I'd only be hurting his vessel. But how do I drive him out? He won't leave unless Yukio takes back his body or if the kid is killed. 

I kept trying to think of some way to fight him without hurting Yukio so Rin wouldn't be mad at me, but no ideas came up. Satan probably had enough time standing around as I came up with a plan, him starting to mock me.

"What is it, Jinnai? Can't come up with a plan without hurting your best friend's 'precious little crush'? Didn't he kill her?" Satan was now right in front of me, barely two inches away from my face, staring at me with a twisted smile, "Is someone upset that my vessel took your last friend? Why don't you kill him? Won't that be relieving? Kill the one who killed your friend..."

I could barely stop myself before I punched him square in the face, sending him off a couple of feet away. My purple flames surrounded me once more and I rushed over before he could fully get up, kicking him down again. I had no control over my body whatsoever and started repeatedly stomping on his stomach as Rin shouted at me, practically begging me to stop. I couldn't. I couldn't stop. It's like the flames were in control of my body, and none of my limbs would do what I commanded.

Rin ran towards me and tried to tug me away, but I turned around and smacked him. Little voices could be heard inside my head, just like if everything was completely silent. It felt like I was going insane. Is this what being devoured by your flames feels like?

Rin's POV

Everything fell silent once Jinnai slapped me. Why was in so shocking? Was it the fact that she was practically going crazy? All I know, is that she left a good hand mark on my cheek with tiny little purple flames outlining the mark. I looked at her after a minute, only to see her not moving. She was just standing in the same position she was in after she slapped me.

It was like everything was frozen, and Satan didn't even take the time to get away and strike back. All he did was sit there and wait for her to move. She didn't move for a couple of minutes, breaking all silence once she started giggling. It was creepy, and unsettling. Not even Satan seemed to like the sound.

Like earlier, no one moved, wondering why she was giggling like an insane escaped murderer. She slowly looked up at me, tears trailing from her eyes, down her cheeks, and dripped from her chin to the concrete under us. Her eyes were strange, now, them being dark purple all around, with one black dot in the center. The tears weren't even actual tears. It looked like she was bleeding from her eyes.

Even after a little while, she still didn't break her gaze from me, or stopped giggling. 

Then, she finally whispered a song to a little tune as she slowly turned back to Satan, "Where are my eyes~? Where is my lip~? Why is here a place~? Cold darkness here~..."

She was about to attack, but Satan used his legs to push her away. He stood up, wiping a small trail of blood from his chin. He smirked, sending a ball of flames at her. She dodged, jumping up and sending his own attack back at him. Satan then frowned, jumping up as well, walking himself right into a battle with possibly the only person that can fight equally against him. 

Shura and I could barely use the plan we made to help defeat Satan. It's like Jinnai was protective over him, yet she's trying to kill him. I thought she cared about Yukio... She knows that if she tries to kill Satan and succeeds, she's just actually killing Yukio. If she knows this, why won't she stop fighting him? She'll have the blood of a human on her hands, not a demon's blood.

I stood there, wondering what I could do to help Jinnai. There's no way she'd let me. There's no way she'd let me try to take on Satan by myself. The only thing we can do now, is destroy the gate. I glanced at Shura, and she glanced back at me, nodding her head. She knew what I was thinking. It was now or never.