Chapter 2

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(Shiro pov)

It's been two days since Astaorth attacked and Rin still hasn't woken up, Yukio woke up early that morning and he's been discharged but he comes to the hospital with me as I've been here most of the time waiting for Rin to wake up. He had a fucking hole through his chest for god sake! I've been stressing over him for the last two days and I'm curious of his wings, Mephisto said he most likely said he had them since he was young. I was quite surprised but at the same time I wasn't, guess Rin could lie just as well as we could.

I was making my way into the hospital alone Yukio wasn't with me as he offered to help with repairing the church, I knew he didn't do it because he wanted to he did it because he wanted to take his mind off of Rin's state.

As I entered the hospital I was greeted by a nurse, "Mr. Fujimoto?" She questioned wanting to make sure it was me. I nodded and told me that Rin was starting to wake up. "Oh is that right? Our dear Rin is waking up." I almost jumped out my skin at the sound of Mephisto's voice behind me. "What are you doing here Mephisto?" I asked dully my mood was now ruined because of this damn clown. "I wanted to check up on my dear little brother of course." He said in his oh so 'jolly' voice. I cringed and just decided to follow the nurse to Rin's room as now I knew Rin was actually going to be okay, there was no worry that he wouldn't wake up again. A smile makes its way onto my face but vanishes quickly as we hear a scream come from down the hall of where Rin's room is. I freeze but quickly run with the nurse and Mephisto follows behind in his slyly excited demeanor. We get to Rin's room and see his arms shaking looking like they wanted to grip onto his back and he kept looking back at his grip. He rocked himself back and forward as he cried and mourned. I walked up to him and looked at his back and it was a painful and terrifying sight.

(Gore warning)

Blood dripped down his back from the wound and cuts of where his wings were or rather used to be... His wings had been chopped off, you could see muscles, tissue, and blood of where his wings once where he continued to rock himself back and forward I quickly grabbed him and pulled him to my chest as I crouched on the floor. Rin just found out he was the son of Satan, had a hole punched through his chest, had surgery and now his wings had been cut off.

Rin eventually got tired but didn't fall asleep due to the pain and stings coming back to him as his bandages where also now wrapped around his chest and back. His eyes looked dull but eventually, they closed and he fell asleep once again without a word passed between us for the two hours he was awake, just groans of pain, sobs, and screams.

"Demons wings are the most precious thing they have and losing them is like losing a child. But for Rin, it won't be as bad but he will still feel a great loss. Wings are part of who demons are they signify, their personality, their class, power, and breed." Mephisto suddenly breaks the silence as we had been sitting in silence for the past hour watching Rin asleep. (Creepy). "Not all demons have them, some can fly without wings but that only applies to high-class demons such as me." Mephisto continues to explain as he gestures himself. I stay silent as I take in what I'm learning. "But that's it for your wings education Rin can educate you on the rest, my old friend!" He says enthusiastically and I hear the poof and see the pink smoke out of the corner of my eye. I take a sigh of relief. 'He really can be a handful sometimes.'

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