Armani Phantomblade

6. Japan.

Armani had recovered from the battle at the frozen plains of Antarctica and was now heading to his next target in the small, yet busy town of Ortaku, Japan. He would be here to meet the dark lord in order to take down a strong target who'd escaped from England after hearing that the protection of the humans were demolished. He arrived at the location specified and out came the dark lord from inside the shadows. He made Armani follow him in silence and then, they saw him, Sam Stormer. He was looking rather shifty as he weaved in and out of the Japanese civilians heading to their workplace, home or school. He caught sight of Armani and ran in a hurry towards an abandoned building hoping that they lost sight of him. He cowered inside of a corner and would be watching in front of him for any sign of either the dark lord or Armani. He'd given up and as he stood, Armani reached down from the hole in the roof and dragged him into the empty space. His screams rang out into the streets and a red flaming light flashed before the screaming subsided and silence fell once again. Armani watched the dark lord as he began erasing Sam from history. Armani stared down at Sam's body as  his face would keep erasing into nothing but blood, bone and muscle. It made Armani feel disgusted and when he looked at the dark lord, he saw fear among his face. He knew they'd been seen by people down below. He had to erase all sights of them being seen by doing something he'd never done before making him seem like they never existed. He'd activated the device and with that, the humans or Otaku forget that they ever saw them or if they were tired, made it seem like a bad dream. He also erased Sam from history seeing as though he had no need of him again. Armani grabbed the dark lords right arm as he opened the portal taking both Armani and the dark lord, with the body as well, to the underworld as they knew, Sam had been told of their coming. They knew that there is another traitor among them. It wouldn't be long until a small, raggy demon by the name of Marnus would appear.

"Sam, Sam are you here? Or..." Marnus began.

"Well, if it isn't young Marnus, son of Dark lord and lady Phantomhive, I knew you'd be a traitor, just like your father." Armani Stated as he jumped down from the hole in the roof.

"Armani Phantomblade, bringer of justice to demon kind and slayer of humans. Nice to see you again." Marnus joked.

The dark lord jumped onto Marnus taking him down as Armani plunged Flamer into his head.

"Shame that our most recent meeting has been, Cut short." Armani joked loudly as he cut off Marnus' head so he never came back. 

"We should go, people shouldn't have to no about this as it could corrupt us, this will be our downfall if there is ever another war against the humankind." The dark lord put in.

Armani opened a bigger portal just as he did before, but this time, he would take all three of them into The dark lord's chamber and decided to tell the people of Marnus Phantomhive's betrayal. He didn't care if it brought an uprising along with it, it was Marnus' fault for being allies with the human. Before he announced this, the dark lord erased Marnus from the history of the demon race, and with it, his whole family. Armani knew this would affect everything they had ever built, so the dark lord changed it to Phantomblade industries and Phantomblade housing. This would make life easier for Armani because he didn't have to pay anymore for his home. Instead, he got Marnus' mansion. The dark lord didn't let Armani rest though, he sent him back to Ortaku as he knew that there was another target, which was yet to be killed. He also knew that if he didn't kill the target, there would be an uprising of humans as the demons swore to protect them if needed. Armani headed to Ortaku as he knew that his victim was another Woman by the name of Xian. Xian Li, was a Japanese born woman who had grown up poor, over time, she gained richness and fame from telling her story to the world, this gained her more interest as humans from across the globe read her books. She later gained another reputation. This was a bad reputation as she was known as a murderer and an animal abuser. She'd killed her whole family, she attacked her pets, including wild life, and she was arrested on one occasion for being caught kicking someone's pet turtle on purpose. Armani tracked her to her new family home which meant he could kill her in peace and quiet. No witnesses, no unnecessary kills and more importantly, no unnecessary noises. He arrived in Xian's study before heading into the main area of the house to find her. She was in the kitchen, a cigarette in one hand and a newspaper in the other. She wore a grin on her face after reading about her latest murder not having a suspect or trace to anyone. Armani morphed into a cat before walking into the kitchen, jumping on the side, changing back into a demon and running Flamer straight into Xian's back. He covered her mouth and as he pulled flamer out, her body slumped to the left hand side as she combusted into flames. She was then erased from history and her house was burnt to nothing but ashes. Armani, pleased with his work, took her body back to the underworld to show the dark lord that he was done. But he noticed something on the mantelpiece above the fire, it was Daru's sword. Armani grabbed the sword and heard muffled screams from inside of the back room, it was Daru himself. Armani rushed over to Daru's hogtied body and cut him free.

"Armani, is she..." Daru started.

"Dead like the rest of this house now. How did you survive this fire?" Armani said.

"Fire shield, us son's of Satan have one." Daru explained.

"Well, here's your hookblade sword." Armani said handing over the weapon.

Daru took the weapon, opened a portal to the underworld with Armani holding onto his arm allowing him to go to the underworld but arrive at the dark lord's main room himself. Daru would be a prized happy sight to the dark lord himself. He knew this would make him happy as his son went missing almost five months ago, originally thought to be dead.