Running (From) Home

IT'S War!!

"Ugh... my head... Kuro, did you get the number of that Airship..?"

Rin grumbled, waking up in a kingsize bed with black cover.
Near the wall hung torches, lit with familiar bright blue flames. How comforting their presence was for him now. Rin looked around some more, his eyes slowly regaining focus and light. He took a while to recognise that this room wasn't his, but instead...

"... Satan? Father?" He switched to Gehennish half-way through his question, his mind still a languid and mushy mess. Like smo had made a milkshake out of it.

Satan POV

I was currently discussing the attack/ War plans against those damn exorcists that dare harm my creations and most importantly my son not once, not twice, not thrice but on multiple occasions!! My 8 older sons were still staying in Assiah and incorporating other & normal humans to join our side. They (humans & needless to say demons) were enraged at what they saw and heard from the rescuees my son had brought back while he was almost dead himself.

I was currently listening to their suggestions on punishment via a small Gehenna Gate I made which they artificially stabilised.

"I say we melt/ distroy their buildings, pollute their waters, plague them, contort their body's, rip them apart, dip them in vinegar and salt and set them ablaze together!!"

"That does seem appealing but what about giving them a 'trial' like they did our youngest?"

"That would be fun, how about we do that afterwards?"

"What about the lower ranked?"

"Can't we just deal with them in one quick swoop?"

"I mean, I was in charge of one of their schools, most of them were taught the Orders lies. Making them no less that puppets."

"You'd know, wouldn't you, Samael." Astaroth jabbed.
"I had already apologised and received forgiveness from Rin for that so shut it, Asthy!!" Samael snarled back. Astaroth cringed at the nickname he'd originally gotten from Iblis during the humans dark ages.

"Lucifer, your members sort those ones out and have the humans and nephilims of your organization talk them out of it. If they don't believe it have that woman with fiery hair show them the recordings."
The (partially or not) humans on the other side shivered from my cold voice, even though they didn't understand what we were saying when we were speaking in Gehennish about torture. Assiah language still lacks too many insults and terms fitting for our discussion.

"That seems appropriate... what about the bastards that did this?" asked Egyn with his voice darkening from anger.

"Those Trashes?! No wait is there a word lower than trashes that wouldn't insult the term?" asked Beelzebub.

Lucifer, Azazel and Samael momentarily shut their mouths.

"Not in human tongue there isn't, and I'm not gonna teach you it either" I answered while mentally using all the terms I knew, blocking my mental links so they don't hear it even if their not using them. After I released eons worth of steam I opened them again.

"Wait how about I set Blaze -my dragon- loose on them? That will surely give a nice Orchestra!!" Iblis cackled madly.

"I do have an idea". Upon noticing their looks and mental inquiries I continued. But just as I got into detail the flames behind my throne roared up. My sons immediately turned still as my eyes briefly glowed.