The Midnight Sky

Part 6

Chapter 11

If his heart was still beating, Alejandro was certain he would currently be in the midst of a heart attack as wide black eyes- full of terror and disbelief- stare at his reflection. Slowly bandaged hands reached up tracing the grotesque skin- if it could even count as skin seeing as it was mostly muscle- that had once been his cheek only for a finger to pierce through the skin.

For a moment, the blue-haired man just stood there frozen as That was not supposed to happen and Oh Gods, what if he ended up stuck with a finger through his cheek for the rest of his life? Surely the Gods would not be so cruel? Surely they knew he needed that had to make his dolls!

It took the blue-haired man a moment to register he was panicking, Breathe. Its just a finger, Alejandro, all you have to do is slowly remove it. It wouldn't even be that hard- it wasn't as though it was his whole hand. Now that would have been a Nightmare- all he had to do was pull back and then it would all be over.

Gulping audibly, the dark-eyed ex-Arcobaleno decided to treat it like one would a bandage- take a breathe and count to three before yanking it off as quick as possible. It was so easy an infant could do it. What could possibly go wrong? - only to meet resistance.

Oh God, it's stuck!

Alejandro wasn't proud of his next course of action but seeing as he had been murdered, woken up a zombie and now had the possibility of spending the rest of his Afterlife with a hand stuck through his cheek; the blue-haired man liked to think he would be forgiven for the shrill scream that left his throat.

Despite what Jack would later claim, Alejandro would like to make it impeccably clear: he did not faint.

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Jack eventually wins the honor of explaining the Ex-Arcobaleno's situation. For the most part, Alejandro takes it well enough yet one thing still bothers the former Lightning. "There's just one thing I don't understand; I thought the storm was always the Right Hand-"

Jack couldn't stop himself from flinching at those accursed words as his eyes darted around the shadows clinging to the room. So far Jager hadn't materialized but the rouge knew it was only a matter of time before the devil incarnated made an appearance, "Not within this Sky."

Confusion fills dark eyes as brows furrow, "Why?"

An amused snort left the rouge haired Vindice as he flashed an unseen-and rather shaky- smile.

"Jager."

Jager? What did Jager have to do with the natural order of the Sky?

"I don't think I understand."

"Jager likes having control over everything," The rogue states causally as though he was talking about the weather, "When we first met I tried to explain the Natural Order to him and Lord Bermuda. Unfortunately, Jager didn't appreciate my effort," A rather visible shiver rushed through the rouge as he forced himself to continue onwards despite the horrifying memories attempting to resurface, "He tends to resort toward his sadist tendencies should someone attempt to usurp his position as Bermuda's right hand."

"...So Jager has a dominatrix kink?"

"Kekeke!"

The blue haired Vindice couldn't help but shiver as heavy killing intent fell upon his being causing the bones within his body to creak beneath the suffocating pressure. Alejandro could feel the blood leave his face as terrified dark eyes meet amused crimson.