Infernal Academia

Chapter 33 - Suyas' Big Day: Part 8 (Havoc Cried)

Amidst the screaming of guests and the roaring of gangsters, the sound of crunching wood sounded out through the frigid night as Izzbelle Suyas hurled herself straight through the front door of the central hall.  Behind her, Cobalt cried out and shielded his face with his free arm as he dragged along behind the Oni, his limp wrist clutched tightly in her hand.

Gritting her teeth, she glanced around for any guards.  She knew the Sulfur Bloods better than anybody; it didn't take long for them to arm themselves for a fight.  Thankfully, there didn't appear to be anyone waiting for them outside.  Yet.

"Quit whinin' and start runnin'!" Izzbelle growled, shoving him in the direction of the estate entrance.

"I- Izzbelle, what the Hell are you-?!"

"No questions!  Just move your fuckin' feet, dumbass!"

He stood there quivering for a few moments, but after an intense glare from Izzbelle, he batted his wings nervously and began to run, scattering snow with every footstep.

The man was cold and scared, that much was plain.  Scrawny and weak-willed, too.  Not that he was going to say anything about it.  He was a terrible fit for the Sulfur Bloods.

So just why did her father choose him?

"Of all fuckin' people...!" she hissed to herself, guiding the exhausted Incubus through the compound.

She could hear footfalls and yells coming from behind them, as well as the sound of voices being raised from all over the estate.  They didn't have long.

The heel of her shoe suddenly broke, causing the Oni to topple into a wall.  Swearing loudly, she kicked them off and made to tear the hem of her dress, as it was getting caught up in her legs.  As she grabbed the fabric, however, she paused.

Izzbelle wasn't much for dresses and the like, but when her mother presented her with her wedding dress, she actually found herself warming to it.  It was based on the regalia of ancient Oni battlemaids, designed to be both stylish and practical.  Unfortunately, it didn't allow her to run very fast.

"Agh... Sorry, Mom...!"

As much as she cursed her old woman for allowing this entire debacle to happen, Izzbelle couldn't remain mad at her. After all, it was by Aelda's blessing that she was able to ditch the wedding, thanks to some well-planned sabotage.

Ripping the lower half of the gown off, Izzbelle smoothed down the ragged skirt and looked up at Cobalt, who was staring at him with worried amber eyes.  His gaze caught her off-guard.

"Gah!  What the fuck are you starin' at?!  Get goin'!" she barked, causing him to jump.

"B- But... are you alright?!"

"I'm fine!  Just go!"

With an encouraging shove from the Oni, the Incubus hurried down along the  path, with Izzbelle following closely.  Before long, the pair approached the wrought-iron gates of the Suyas estate.  Before they passed through, however, Izzbelle ground to a halt.

"Izzbelle?!" cried Cobalt, stopping just outside the gate.

She pointed at the road leading from the compound.

"Brimstone is just due east of here.  Keep runnin', and don't stop for a second," she instructed.

"You're not coming with me?"

Izzbelle took a deep breath.  A part of her wanted to go with Cobalt and keep him safe, but that part was being drowned out by a much louder, much angrier part.