Vanilla Smoke (Blue Exorcist)

Chapter 38

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     Shima had laughed at Amaimon. Possibly the one thing you should never do, laugh at an extremely powerful demon who was obviously self-conscious of his broccoli head. With his demonic speed, Amaimon had flashed down in front of Shima, and kicked him in the gut, sending a shocked Shima into a tree. An audible bang could be hard at the impact before Shima fell to the ground.

      "Shima!" "Shima!" Bon and Konekomaru cried. Amaimon turned towards Bon. In every aspect of it, Bon was terrified, and he had the right to be.

      In an out-of-character act of bravery, Konekomaru stood in front of Bon protectively, and then with a simple touch, Amaimon broke his elbow, reversing the joint completely from the force, then proceeded to grab Ryuji by the throat.

      Shuku then decided it was her time to intervene. Shuku flowed her power through her blade, and threw it, just as Bon finished saying something to Rin, and Amaimon grip tightened, ready to crush his throat. The blade whistled through the air, the wire, light and untouchable behind it, and the blade hit it's mark, into Amaimon's hand.

      Amaimon's eyes widened in confusion, then let go of Bon, him falling to a heap on the ground, coughing. Steam rose from the cut of Amaimon's hand, then the blade rushed back to Shuku and quickly, she moved from her spot, into a new position. Amaimon's eyes scanned the area the knife had come from, narrowed. He dropped Shiemi, and onto Konekomaru. Rin held a nearly nonexistent smirk, Shuku the Ninja had come to the rescue.

     "Oh, it looks like you finally decided to play Princess. I wondered when we would play." Amaimon said into the air. Bon's eyes filled with confusion, and so did the injured Konekomaru and Shima's. Rin had paid no mind to it as he struggled to his feet while Amaimon was distracted.

      "Hear my plea and gather oh celestial light. Act as my bow and light the darkness with your holy light. Let me pierce the dark with the arrows and bow of Artemis!"

     An arrow shot out from the tree line, and headed straight for Amaimon, an arrow made of pure light. Amaimon step sided and the arrow sunk into a bolder behind him, and the bolder shattered into pieces. A second arrow flew from the tree line, and Amaimon barley had time to dodge, the arrow flew past him, not even a centimeter away from his head. He reached up, and felt the line of blood seeping from the burning cut on his cheek.

     "M'lady, I appreciate it that you want to play with me. But big brother said I shouldn't do that. I'm only supposed to play with Rin." Amaimon said, a slight look of discontent on his face.

     A third arrow whistled by, and hit with a loud thud. That arrow had landed firmly into his shoulder. Amaimon had a look of shock on his face, he had been hit. After a moment, the arrow disappeared, but the wound remained. After overcoming his initial shock, Amaimon looked seriously pissed rather than hurt. 

     Shuku launched herself from the treetops where she'd been hidden, then shot three beaming arrows simultaneously from a bow that seemed to light the night just like the arrows, made of silver light. Shuku landed into a role onto the ground, and firing another from a kneeling position. Amaimon started walking towards Shuku, barely dodging the arrows, the first three went one above Amaimon, one to the left of his head, and one aimed perfectly at his stomach, that was until he turned, and the arrow exploded behind him. He caught the finial arrow on centimeters away from his face. Exposed skin on his hand started smoking from the contact, but with a tightened grip the arrow shattered into fractured pieces of light.

     Amaimon was about 10 meter away from Shuku now, who was quickly running out of arrows, and the energy to maintain the incantation. 2 shots were left. Shuku took those two arrows and shot them. At this distance, they would be near impossible to dodge. The two arrows shot off at near impossible speed and hit. One had sunk itself into Amaimon's leg, the other, into the same shoulder as she'd hit earlier. Shuku could catch a brief moment on Amaimon's face in a mixture of pain and shock, and it filled Shuku with satisfaction.