The Illuminati still tried. They tried desperately and it was hilarious to watch it all burn to the ground.
After Rin came home and was in recovery, Yukio went back to finish his mission. He acted like he hated his twin and was pissed that the fucker had actually come home alive.
He helped the Illuminati with their creepy Chosen One research and so, the procedure began. He was not sad at all to see Todou go. If anything, he was cackling on the inside.
And in the middle of Todou being incinerated in the machine, he called on the familiars Rin had given him. Similar familiars to the ones in a Morinas contract.
"Okumura.....?!" Lucifer gasped in a rare display of shock. Todou's wretch of a daughter looked so angry, she'd popped a vein.
"You dare–" He cut her off. "Shut the hell up, Homare. You're obsessed with a Demon King that can't even use his power in this world without dying. Get over yourself." He snapped. He turned to the demons.
"Destroy the Airship."
"You're still on it, sir." One pointed out.
"I can handle myself." Yukio told him. The demons obeyed and began causing massive damage to the flying base while Yukio cackled, probably looking like a Villain in a movie.
Lucifer looked so betrayed and angry. Yukio wanted to laugh at him.
"You can't stop this." He said confidently with a wide smirk. "You can't even use your own power."
For a minute, his body burned from the inside and an invisible force pressed in on him from the outside, but it was over soon. Lucifer coughed up blood and Homare did her classic "Oh no, Commander!" Act. Yukio rolled his eyes.
"Homare, I can feel you thirsting from here, get a life."
With that, he ran. He ran to get his new guns and grab as many weapons as he could to take back to the Order. He also destroyed as much stuff as he could. Destroying things was fun and the fact that it was an enemy's territory made it even more satisfying.
Finally, he had to dive out of the broken hangar doors. There were no parachutes, unfortunately.
He ordered his familiars to not stop until every agent was captured or dead, so he was on his own. The best he could hope for was for the trees under him to break his fall somewhat.
He crashed through branches and needles were shoved into his clothes, hair, and eyes. He wisely kept his mouth shut, lest he eat dirt.
He blacked out the moment he hit the ground.
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When Yukio came to, he had an angry and half dead Light King to deal with. He'd wanted to drag himself somewhere safe until Mephisto could send someone to pick him up and instead stumbled upon Lucifer.
He had to finish the mission.
"Lucifer, you can join us. Join Rin. We can be powerful together." He tried. He didn't really want Lucifer on his team, so he probably wasn't selling it very well, but he really didn't care. It was an alternative to what was going to happen to the eldest Demon King if he said no.
Predictably, he refused. How sad(not really).
Yukio had his gun out and blasted a hole right through the King of Light's head. The body dropped to the ground, dead before it ever got there. After so many years of having a host in Assiah he'd been returned to his home.
Yukio had never been so satisfied in his life.
Now, he could go home to his brother and friends and hopefully move up in ranks after completing this mission successfully. Of course, he'd only stay with the Order as long as Rin did, but it didn't hurt to have a high status and a pay raise.
He took out his miraculously still-working phone and dialled Mephisto so someone could come pick him up. He was sure there was a broken rib stabbing into his lung and now that he wasn't on the move, the adrenaline rush was fading and his body collapsed to the ground.
He barely made the call before he passed out.
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Yukio Okumura was picked up and transported right into emergency surgery to fix his punctured lung just in time.
He made it through surgery and was given a cot in Recovery right next to his brother.
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Illuminati agents were found and captured by the dozens. Bases were raided and shut down.
The future was looking good.
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