Goddess Of Calamity

Chapter 3

At full force, Yato yanks my arm, turning me around and eyeing the back of my neck, sighing, "Blight. What did you do, steal something?"

"No," I mutter, not being able to look at Yato as he drags me to the well. He pulls his shirt off, dipping it into the water and soaking it before layering it over my neck. I wince a little from it but sigh.

I couldn't shake that feeling. I felt unafraid for once. I felt strong. I felt.... Obsessed. I shake my head unconsciously, trying to clear out my bad thoughts, fear of the blight spreading again- I shudder- like last time. I had never realized how weak Yato actually was compared to Akane. She was on a whole other level. If I went against her with Yato, we'd be killed immediately. I had no chance.

But then there was Hiyori.

Hiyori. Who would protect her? Yato was nothing without a Regalia. He definitely wouldn't be able to protect her. I could always find a way to make a deal with Akane, but would she abide by it? I sigh.

"Yukine, don't forget I can hear your sins. You saw her, didn't you?" Yato mutters.

I choke, "U-uh, yeah. I did."

"Akane," Yato sighs softly, scratching his neck, "She's strong. So strong that I've never beaten her. Ryo and her have a tight bond that will only be broken if she kills him, and she probably will end up killing him. Just like she'll end up killing you. But," he mumbles, "If thats what you think you need to do, then do it." I look away, biting my lip, "But remember, that feeling of power you felt, thats corrupt power. Thats the power of a Goddess who killed more than she can count. That's killed more than me. That's killed so much that the stench of death and blood barely phases them. That's the power of a killer." I nod, clenching my fist. He's right, Yato's not the killer, Akane is. She can protect me. She'll also be able to do whatever she wants with me. I know I'll just be another pawn in the war. And then the second she's done with Yato, she'll be done with me. But maybe she won't kill me, or Hiyori.

Guess there's only one thing to do.

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Akane's P.O.V.

I growl, the disrespectful, cheap, disgusting, cowardly man shaking in my hand. He was pressed against a brick wall right outside of my shrine. It was late, and he had come bearing no gift, praying for forgiveness.

"Who do you think you are, coming to my shrine with no gift?" I spat, tightening his grip in my hand. Ryo had already transformed to Suki. He was trembling, too panicked to respond. "I'm being nice today," I chuckle darkly, "So I'll make this quick." I rear my Suki back after moving my hand, and he was quickly impaled with the gorgeous scythe. I smirk, pulling Suki out. "Come back, Ryo." Ryo appears in front of me and I giggle, going to hug him before I feel someone grab my back and turn me around. The second my eyes met Bishamon's, I smile goofily.

"Have you started working on my job yet?" Bishamon grumbles, looking over to the deceased man but not saying a word about him.

"Of course, Bishy!" I smile, "Soon, Yato will have no Regalia! He'll be defenseless. I, on the other hand, will have two, or if Yukine declines my offer,  you'll just kill him."

Bishamon's eyes widen, "Take their Regalia. How come I've never thought of that? How'd you persuade him?"

"I let him feel what real power is," I say nonchalantly, picking at my nails, "I'm bored, love, play with me and Ryo. We have a request to kill a couple people."

Bishamon rolls her eyes, "No. For all I know there is no request and you're just bored." I pout.

"Bishy, you can see right through me." I whine, stomping my feet. I feel Ryo's arms slither around me and I immediately stop whining, melting into the hug. "After I take Yukine, he'll probably ask me not to hurt Hiyori and Yato. I'll tell him I'll leave Hiyori alone and I'll take care of Yato. I won't be hurting Hiyori if you're the one who kills her, would I?" I giggle sadistically.