Where am I?
I slowly steered as my eyes fluttered open, immediately regretting the action when an intense light blinded me. A blazing headache ran through my skull, making my head spin and my body shake.
What's going on?
Distant voices rang through my ears, getting closer and closer until I could fully comprehend what they said.
"Mr. Pheles, let's cut to the chase. Is that boy really a product of Satan himself?" A foreign voice asked.
Forcing my eyes open, I adjusted my blurry vision on the sight in front of me, my body tensing as I saw Rin enclosed inside some sort of Crystal with his eyes closed. In front of him stood Mephisto, a wide smirk on his face as he answered.
"In flesh and blood."
My eyes wandered around the expensive looking room. Golden pillars were scattered all around, their color matching with the huge chandeliers that hung from the high ceiling. Long walls with wine coloring held the place together. The word 'fancy' practically dripped from the walls. The scent of cinnamon and vanilla burned my nostrils as I scrunched my nose.
I looked around, my head still in a daze as I noticed two figures holding my body upright. A head of fiery red hair stood before me, I immediately recognized her.
"Shura!" I whisper-yelled, making her turn around. Her face shone with relief at the sight of me awake.
"Emi, are you feeling alright?" She whispered as she took a few steps back.
I responded with a small smile. "My head is killing me."
"I figured as much." She shot me a grin before turning towards the front.
"Hey," I called to the two unknown figures clutching my arms. "I'm up, you can let go of me now."They gave me wary expressions which I countered with a pleading look. "Please, I'm not fond of physical contact."
The males gave me one last look before slowly letting go of me. Once my feet hit the floor I felt a wave of dizziness run through my body, my knees wobbling and my head spinning as I grabbed onto one of the guys for support.
"I'm sorry. Just a bit dizzy." I shot him a reassuring smile before taking a deep breath and letting go of him. With shaky steps I made my way over to Shura's side.
"What's going on?" I whispered.
"We're at Mephisto's court trial. Hiding the son of Satan was not a very legal move on his part." Shura answered.
A few figures behind a brown table exchanged words with Mr. Pheles. They were talking about Rin, but I couldn't quite grasp what they were saying. Something about betraying the Order with letting a demon live amongst us.
"Is Rin okay?"
"I... I don't know." She sighed.
"Have we been here for a long time? Is he even breathing?" I couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah, practically the whole day." Shura sighed but never got to answer the second question, because as soon as the words left her mouth the ground underneath us started shaking aggressively.
My eyes widened as I tried to keep my balance. Everyone looked surprised as they questioned what was going on.
An earthquake?
My thoughts were soon answered when a voice I recognized too well rang through the room.
"Where is Rin?"
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The Art Of Dancing With Demons (Blue Exorcist/Amaimon)
FanfictionSince the moment Emi was born, everybody saw her as the girl who was trapped in her own little world. She never talked, never smiled, never seemed to care, she was almost invisible. Her world only revolved around one thing... dancing. The thing she...