As the Devil stood in front of the charging army of black suits and red ties, he held his scythe back in a posture like he was about to swing the destructive weapon and he asked his partner to do something for him. “Hey Meta, a lot of bodies are gonna start dropping and I’d rather not be distracted by all the values, counts, items, and level ups while I’m doin my thing. So, do you think you could hold back on the notifications for the duration of this exchange? I doubt it’ll be long.”

[Of course, Partner!]

“Thanks partner, I appreciate the assist! Now,” he thought as his hands gripped tighter to the shaft of his weapon, “let’s have a little bit of fun! Serial Killer!” The moment the Skill was thought into existence, the large black blade that weaponized his scythe became unnaturally elongated. The scythe’s blade grew to encompass a massive area of space and it began to glow an eerie purplish, red aura that appeared to be a deadly blight that would kill anyone that contacted it. However, the charging army of black suits weren’t alive long enough to even register the sudden weapon change, because while the weapon was accommodating the skills changes, the Devil dashed into the Romanian men and with his massive weapon he cleaved through rows upon rows of men in a single swing. The blade cut through flesh and bone like a hot knife through butter and anyone who’s body touched the massive blade was immediately met with death as their bodies were bifurcated into an upper and lower half. The swing was so fast that to the lucky many that hadn’t been struck by the Devil’s initial attack, one moment they were all yelling and charging at the man, and the next they heard a loud Shing followed by the squelching of masses of flesh collapsing on top of one another and the horrific sight of a massive wave of blood forming in the air in front of them like a barrier to their deaths.

The blood that shot out from the bodies of their allies didn’t splash and splatter against the men behind them, neither did it fall to the ground like it would if gravity got a hold of it, instead in a terrifying turn of events, the blood simply followed the movement of the Devil’s blade as it sliced through the men. After the blade finished its stroke of death, the Blood continued following the blade until the wave of deep crimson began being absorbed into the massive black weapon. As Grimm drank the blood of the ones it killed, its blackened blade began turning the color of the blood, and once it finished its light snack, the entire tip of the scythe had been turned from pitch black, to blood red. That wasn’t the only change, since the moment the blood had been absorbed, the Devil himself began glowing a Devilish black color that shot off him in shadowy waves, almost like that of a Grimm, but much larger. “So, this is what Grimm meant by get stronger by killing more, interesting. Let’s try that again, Serial Killer!” The now enhanced, stronger Devil dashed quickly into the now vacant space left open by the dead members of the gang, raising his devastatingly long scythe preparing to eradicate the rest of the men before him.

The surrounding army was given pause for a moment, but they were only able to pause for that moment as not even a second later a deafening BOOM erupted from the west wing of the unformulated army. The source of the loud explosion was obvious as a massive behemoth of a man stood gigantically above the pathetic black suits that he formerly called a family, Bazooka propped up confidently on his shoulder. After he shot the massive rocket, he shot another six scattering missiles that exploded in the ranks of the enemies, leaving behind nothing more than scorched earth, severed limbs, and a demoralized group that had watched masses of their allies be disposed of by their former leaders’ rockets. Junior didn’t let up, switching his Bazooka into a club as he sprinted into the western front, following directly after his barrage of missiles. He quickly encountered his first group of opponents and used his metal club like a baseball bat as he swung into the group. The unlucky 5 men who met the metal weapon head on had their heads crushed into mush as the bat made contact with their skulls, the following men had their heads, ribs, legs, and anything else that the club touched shattered by the powerful follow through. Junior immediately swung his weapon back around, crashing it back into the massive group who were immediately put out of commission due to blunt force trauma.

Even though they knew it was futile, a bunch of men charged in to attack Junior from his blindside, but they were immediately met with a metal fist crashing against their heads and sending their bodies soaring into the rest of their comrades. The charging men stopped as they saw how easily Junior disposed of the rest of the men, and Hei Xiong took that moment to speak to the despicable men. “You all disgust me! To think, you would take a little bit of Dust, the easy path, over the greatest man to ever exists. The former me may have offered you mercy, after all we were once a family, but a wise man once told me that there is something far stronger than family!” As he finished speaking, Junior leaped into the air and slammed down his metallic bat onto the head of the closest man he saw causing a massive explosion to boom out from his metallic club. The explosion scorched all the black suited men that surrounded it, killing them instantly and sending a massive shockwave that reverberated across the army. “Now, all of you will pay for the crimes you’ve committed against the Boss!” Junior rushed back into the rest of the group, metallic club raised and ready for destruction.

On the opposite side of the army, Z had dived horns first into the crowd of black suits, stomping over anyone who dared get in his way. As he reached, what he determined was, deep enough into the mass of men, he grabbed onto two of Roman’s men and swung them around like a cyclone. The men surrounding him were sent flying as they were forcibly slammed into their comrades, the impact of the attacks broke the bones of anyone that got hit by the swing, and it forced the rest of the surrounding men to back out of the large man’s way. The retreating men created a circular ring around the Faunus man, prompting him to stop swinging the now corpses of men since he had completed his objective. “Thanks for giving me some space,” he said as he brutally launched the corpses at the surrounding crowd, crashing he bodies against the skulls of four individuals, killing them instantly. “Now, feel free to come at me. Fair warning, you will die.”

The surrounding men took a moment to register what just happened, but five men quickly decided to rush in from behind him, which motivated five more men to enter the fray from the other side. The first man to approach was met with a strong right hand from Z as he turned quickly, using his turning momentum to carry his fist and crashing it into the man’s skull. His fragile skull had no chance of survival as the moment Z’s fist made contact his head exploded into a shower of blood and brain matter like a fleshy balloon had struck the worlds sharpest needle. Z continued his forward momentum of the punch, following up by cramming his left fist through the chest of the next black suit, and quickly raising his right leg to slam his foot against the head of the next man, stomping it on the ground, crushing his skull against the pavement. The last two met the worst fate, as Z ripped his left arm from the corpses chest and used his two free arms to grip the skulls of the two men, picking them up from their heads, and squeezing the small objects until their skulls caved inwards with a vile CRUNCH. Behind him, the five men that ran at him were met with a massive arm swing, as Z turned around quickly, that ripped their heads from necks, decapitating them in the worst way possible. “Okay, who’s next?”

As Z and Junior began wreaking havoc on the eastern and western fronts of Roman’s army, Miltia and Melanie swiftly ran around the back of the mass of black suits and came in from the southern edge. Once they reached their objective, they took note that none of them seemed to be paying attention to their rear, instead all their attentions were captivated by the destructive slaughter that was occurring on the other sides of the battlefield. “Hey Mel,” Miltia began whispering to her sister, “this might actually turn out to be an assassination” the girls couldn’t help but giggle at the prospect.

“Like, I think so, at least for the first twenty or so“ she said as she giggled. At that moment, the girls looked at one another and nodded in acknowledgement, they then silently moved behind the massive army of former Xiong Family gangsters, and on a silent three count, they began quietly ending the lives of the stragglers of the group. Mel silently kicking her blades through their necks and Mil stabbing her claws through backs, listening to them drown in their own blood as they fell to the ground. Because of the loud booms, bangs, screams, and explosions, for a while the duo was able to go relatively unnoticed, but eventually they were spotted after one of the men screamed when Miltia stabbed her claws through his back. “Oh damn, I guess it’s not an assassination anymore” she said as she popped up from her crouched position on the outskirts of the army. The wolverine clawed woman then immediately began brutally slashing her claws at anyone who looked her way, gouging deep gashes into their chests that they would surely bleed out of. Then knowing where her sister was, she crouched low and dashed into the mass of men with her claws extended, immediately begging slashing, cutting, and lacerating everyone in her way. As she hacked and slashed her way through the thick mass of attacking men, she decapitated, bisected, and delimbed everyone she came across as she made her way towards her sister.

The sudden eruption of sound alerted her sister to what she was doing, and in response, Mel immediately jumped in the air and spun quickly, using her heel blades to cut the throats of everyone that surrounded her. Immediately after landing on her hands, she extended the length of her blades and then sliced her stilettos in a downward arc, cleanly bisecting the two men that were unfortunate enough to be standing in front of her. After rapidly disposing of the people in her immediate surroundings, she had clearly made her presence known and the men immediately leaped at her with their weapons drawn. “Like gross don’t touch me!” Mel yelled as she leaped over their incoming attacks and landed on the attacker’s heads with her bladed heels sticking deeply into their heads. The sight made her smile as she got a very interesting idea, “you’re so, like, fucked!” As soon as she announced the comment it to herself and the men surrounding her, she jumped from the two men’s heads, dislodging her blades from their brains, and then swiftly landed on another two men’s heads, killing them instantly with her stilettos. After landing once more, she jumped and landed again, then again, and then again until she was essentially running on the heads of the former Xiong, killing each and every one she landed on with her bladed shoes. She continued running across their heads until she reached her sister, and in the wake of them trying to meet up with one another were tens of body’s that were bloodily sprawled out across the ground. “Sis, you suck at assassinations” Melanie said as she dislodged her blades from the skulls of her most recent stepping stools.

Miltia only laughed at her sister’s comment, “I know right! But I’m waaayy better than you at crowd control” she commented as the sisters stood back-to-back, waiting for the rest of the Xiong men to attack them. The instant a single man took a step forward they were immediately met with blades to the neck as the twins continued their reign of terror in the south.

A Grimm clad Byakko was watching over the destruction from a far, waiting for her turn to act, and as the slaughter fest continued and fear began setting into the passive individuals who watched and waited for their turns to get eviscerated by the force that was the Demon Clan, she finally saw her turn to act. Byakko’s job was simple, kill any and everyone who attempted to escape their fate of death via Demonic execution and as their numbers began dwindling, the cowards, wimps, and pussies began rearing their ugly heads in the forms of runners trying to escape slaughter, but little did they know that a much crueler death would befall them as they tried to quit.

Scylla immediately leaped into action, seeing the first group on men trying to escape a rampaging Z who was using the bodies of still live men as weapons to slam into their allies. As soon Scylla reached the group, she immediately stabbed her claws into the back of the neck of the first man she came across, killing him instantly, and then she leaped from his back to slash the next man’s throat using her claws. After quickly landing, she maneuvered her body to slam her spiked tail into the abdominal section of another man’s body, gouging his stomach from his body and leaving his entrails flopping out from his now open stomach. The rest of the men were dealt with in a similar manner, as she finished cleaning up the edges of Z’s slaughter, leaving no men alive in the wake of his destruction, and when she finished, she quickly ran to Juniors side to do the same thing. She mauled, clawed, and slammed her way into clearing Juniors destructive wake, taking the time to finished off every individual that was left with even a hairs breath of life still in them. After she finished up with Junior’s area she went back to chilling atop the shipping containers, overlooking the battle, waiting for others to step out of line so she could put them back in it.

Scylla didn’t have to clean up after the twins because there was two of them, and they always ensured that no one they encountered survived to tell the tail about it, and none of the surrounding men felt it necessary to run since they were little girls to them. She also didn’t need to clean up after her master because… well… it was her master. Byakko watched as her master ran through the masses of black suits at a blinding speed, using his elongated scythe to sunder the surrounding masses into nothing but piles of blood drained flesh. By this point his entire form was a smoky black and his scythe was entirely blood red with not a hint of black in sight. The now shadowy black figure erupted through the crowd, throwing his crimson weapon in streaking lines as it rapidly spun, tearing his enemies to shreds, just to use his phenomenal abilities to pull the weapon back in a circular arc, cutting more enemies down as it returned to his shadowy hands. The surrounding black suits didn’t even have time to react as he ran through them, slaughtering them all as if death itself was making its way through Roman’s army, and soon enough, there was no longer an army for the Devil to run through.

Roman watched in complete shock as the hundreds of men surrounding him was culled from Remnant like lambs to a slaughter, no, more like a lawn that needed to be mowed. He didn’t have it in him to yell, be boisterous, motivate his men, even speak to his right-hand woman that was sitting next to him. He simply watched as everything was completely destroyed before his very eyes, and as the last man in the North fell, he felt the beady red eyes of the Devil fall on his body. For the first time in years, he felt fear, real, unfiltered, petrifying terror that left him unable to breathe, but his need to survive went far beyond the measly horror he felt from the man that stood before his eyes. The woman that sat next to him watched the events unfold with wonder in her eyes, joyfully swinging her legs on the crate she sat on as she watched the masked man utterly demolish Roman’s men that stood before him. She was so excited in fact that she tapped on Roman’s shoulder to get his attention and, with her free hand, pointed at the approaching Devil.

Neo’s tapping managed to break Roman from his fearful stupor and he aggressively slapped the girl’s hand away from his shoulder as he spoke. “I fucking know! I see him too you little idiot” he said as he hopped up from his seat on the crate, leaving Neo a little bothered, but otherwise still happy. Roman stood up in preparation to meet the Devil who was slowly, leisurely walking his way towards him, scythe swinging and twirling skillfully in his hands. “Hello Mr. Devilman, I’d advise you not to take another fucking step closer, or I will blow your ugly ass head off!” Roman suddenly erupted as he pointed his cane towards the man, and it turned from a walking stick to a flare gun with a small reticle at its tip.

“Roman Torchwick and Miss Neopolitan” he spoke as he slowly came to a stop about ten meters (30 feet) in front of the man and his partner. “Observe.”

Name: Roman Torchwick

Age: 26

Race: Human

Titles: Dead Man Walking

LVL: 100

HP: 1100/1100

AU: 6650/6650

Attributes:

STR; 5

END; 310

DEX; 105

VIT; 5

INT; 820, (+200)

LUK; 805

‘Melodic Cudgel’- At first glance this weapon is nothing more than a walking stick, but it is those that assume this that are the first ones to die by its powerful offensive strength. This cane functions both as a powerful flare gun that shoots INT based explosive projectiles and a comical grappling hook; +200 INT

Name: Trivia Vanille, Neopolitan

Age: 23

Race: Human

Titles: The Silent Sadist, Roman’s Closest Confidant, Ice Cream Girl etc.

LVL: 60

HP: 4720/4720

AU: 5075/5075, (+500)

Attributes:

STR; 434, (+43)

END; 245, (+100)

DEX; 490

VIT; 186

INT; 125

LUK; 70

*Overactive Imagination (Semblance)*- This mysteriously powerful semblance allows Neo to create, manifest, and manipulate physical illusions that are scene by everyone around them. Once these illusions are dispelled or destroyed, they shatter like glass creating a reality shattering distraction that can leave even the most skilled people distracted.

‘Hush’- Hush is the signature weapon used by Neo, and it acts as an umbrella with a sheathed blade that can be extended out from its tip in both closed and parasol form. This interestingly powerful weapon is the perfect mix of offensive strength via its blade, defensive capability from its strong parasol fabric, and a fighter’s finesse that Neo has in leaps and bounds; +100 END, +10% STR

As the information about the duo’s stats was poured into (Y/N)’s mind, he almost had an audible outburst in sudden shock of Roman’s attributes and level. “What the fuck?!?” He thought, trying to understand why Roman’s stats were distributed the way that they were. “What’s with Roman’s level, and his fucking spread?!?! Glass cannon doesn’t even begin to describe what the fuck his stats are. Without Aura he has the vitality of a literal baby, but his INT is so damn high that anyone that gets hit with that flare gun is done for, and his luck is so good that everything will probably go his way anyway. Neo on the other hand is just a fucking unit, I’m not sure if the twins could handle her, even with the Clan boost. I mean… I could just teleport in and kill him right now, but then I’d miss out on the villain dialogue, and I do kinda wanna know what he’s gonna say, damn. Decisions.” As he finished thinking about the duo’s strengths, he began analyzing the current situation and thinking of a plan of action to accomplish all of his objectives.

“Woah there Rome, I’d rather not blow you and your partner sky high for doing something as stupid as pointing a weapon at my Boss” Junior spoke as he approached the group, from (Y/N)’s right, with his Bazooka on his shoulder aimed at the army-less Roman.

“Bravo Junior, you managed to get swindled out of your arm and ended up working for the fucker that took it. I truly hope your proud of yourself, because I swear to god there isn’t another person on this planet that is dumber than you are” Roman said as he kept his reticle pointed on the Devil.

“Like, your sooooo fucked Roman Limpdick” Melanie said as she and her sister walked up to the duo from behind, prompting Neo to hop off the crate and cover Roman’s back.

“I think I like Bitchwick better, but that was a good one too” Miltia said as she chuckled at her sister’s comments. “Hey Neo, long time no see!” The girl smiled and waved at the twins as she popped open her umbrella and twirled it on her shoulders.

“I don’t think I need these anymore,” an approaching man said as he tossed two limp corpses across the yard, each one being in his now open hands. “Wait, you all know each other already? Damn, do I gotta introduce myself again?” Zeb said as he finally walked up to join the rest of his companions, “hello Roman, and uh Neo, my name is Z. I would like to say its nice to meet you, but I don’t know if these are really the best circumstances to say things like that” he said sheepishly. Z was covered head to toe in blood, his undershirt was a blood-soaked crimson, his arms were dripping with reddish body flued, and his hair had turned from blonde to a dingy, bloody reddish orange color.

Neo simply turned to the man and smiled at his introduction, giving him a small wave with her free hand that was not being used to hold up her umbrella. Roman on the other hand had different words for the Faunus, “I didn’t know they let wild animals in the city, oh how far Vale has fallen.” The words bounced harmlessly off of Z’s chest, and he didn’t react in the slightest, not even his bright smile was diminished in the slightest. Junior on the other hand glared angrily at Rome, and in his rage, he almost took a single step towards the man, but was instantly stopped when Roman reminded him why they were in a stand still in the first place. “Woah, woah, woah Junior, I didn’t know you were an animal lover! Need I remind you that if you take even a single step, I’ll gladly blow your Boss’s brains out, and send his body sky fucking high. Do you really want to be responsible for Mr. Devilman’s bloody bits raining down from the sky? No, I didn’t think so.” The group was at an impasse, waiting for one another to make any sudden moves so the action could begin, but nobody moved a muscle, minus Neo and the twins who were shuffling around a bunch.

“What does Roman even want? He knows we have him cornered, and he knows that there is no possible way for them to take us on. Wait, is he just buying time?” Suddenly, Hel rang in the Devil and his Elites ears, prompting a small reaction from the twins, but otherwise everyone stayed emotionless.

“There are four, I repeat, four Bullheads heading for our direction, they’ll be ready for touchdown in about a minute. I’d recommended you hurry up and handle your business before they show, because they are definitely holding heavy artillery.”

As soon as he heard the announcement, he sensed Neo’s semblances activate as she covered their location in Aura and began moving, but visually everything remained the same. Instead of shouting orders, (Y/N) immediately got into action, “Demonic Walk” the instant he activated his skill, he teleported into the physical illusion and swung his scythe strongly at the moving Roman. His actions shattered Neo’s illusion and prompted everyone else to get into action, and they all began sprinting into the shattered air. (Y/N) could feel as the blade of his scythe caught onto Roman’s cane, the clash of the attack then sent him skidding backwards, flying out of the illusion, and landing him far away from the group. Neo immediately leaped out of the shattered glass illusion, swiftly kicking the twins with each of her feet to swiftly knock them off balance and anger them slightly. The twins quickly recovered from the strike and jumped back at the small girl, following one rapid attack after another, but each of their tight attacks were swiftly dodged by the airy, quick-witted girl.

On the other side of the battlefield, Roman was soaring through the air, but he quickly recovered and began firing grenade like flares at his pursuers. Both Z and his Chief easily dodged the incoming attacks before quickly converging on the man, “Junior, take out the Bullheads, and call in the cavalry! This shouldn’t take too long, and I want them here to see this. ” The Devil barked out the order as soon he realized what Roman’s plan was. “His plan is so damn simple, he wants to survive long enough for the Bullheads to get here and save his ass, but that aint happenin” he thought as he continued dodging Roman’s shots. With every shot he took, he propelled himself further backwards, thinking he would be far out of reach of the quickly approaching Devil, but he couldn’t have been anymore wrong.

“It’s my win! The Bullheads are already here and there’s no way Junior’s shitty rockets will be able to take them down in time! It’s a shame that Neo won’t be able to make it, but I’m sure she’ll be just fine on her own. She’s made herself useful all this time, but I guess it’s time for our little arrangement to end” he thought as he continued firing at the approaching men.

Meanwhile, Junior had already told Hel that the Boss was ready for the rest of the Clan to arrive, so they were already beginning to drive on location. At the same time, the sound of air slicing blades and loud engines flaring was rapidly approaching the complex, and as such Junior pulled out his Bazooka and aimed high at the sky waiting for his moment to strike. The instant he saw the gray machine peak its head over the building, he fired off one of his large rockets, quickly firing the homing missiles directly after. The instant the combination of the two-missile typing’s clashed against the haul of the ship, it immediately buckled hard, lost control of its stability, and subsequently exploded in the sky, sending masses of debris soaring over the property and crashing the body of the airship into the ground. Junior didn’t have to celebrate the short victory as two more Bullheads were beginning to arrive over the buildings, so he quickly reloaded his weapon and continued firing at the incoming aerial transport vehicles.

Mil and Mel couldn’t seem to land a hit on the fun sized woman, even as they rapidly chained their attacks together, she’d still somehow float through the air, sidestep, quick block, or parry their incoming strikes in a way that they couldn’t help be in awe at. However, they quickly became privy to her dodge patterns and her preferred way of overcoming their incoming strikes, so they chose to back off the woman for a moment, regather themselves and then reproach from different angles, hoping to get a hit on her. After they began varying the timing of their strikes, Neo started to be forced to utilize her weapon as she closed the parasol and stuck the blade out of its tip. The battle then divulged into swift dodges and clashing blades as Neo used her overwhelming strength to parry the twins’ following strikes and follow up with even stronger attacks that they were forced to defend. As Neo got into her offensive rhythm, pushing the twins back into their defensive stances as she poked and prodded them with small kicks, punches, and slashed at any opening she saw, the fight soon became incredibly one sided, but once things were starting to get serious, the sound of Bullheads overtop of them took hold of their attentions.

Junior was able to take down one more of the Bullheads before one of the last two stormed into the complex, forcing him to turn from offense to defense as the airship began bombarding the man with heavy fire. Junior turned his rocket launcher into a club as he blocked the incoming bullet rain, and he quickly alerted his Boss of the event by yelling, “Boss! There’s two left! What should I do!”

In response, the Devil didn’t say anything to him, instead he fell back to line himself up with Zeb and spoke, “I’m gonna throw you up there and you’re going to take one of them out alright?”

Zeb smiled broadly at the chief’s order, “yes Chief!” Immediately following the given order, (Y/N) held out his scythe for Zeb to grab onto, and as the man gripped it, he spun around like a hammer thrower, and once he reached enough speed, he launched Zeb and his scythe like a missile at the firing Bullhead. The rapidly approaching Faunus put his arms to his sides, and clasped his legs together, holding the scythe tight to his chest, so he flew aerodynamically like speeding bullet, or a deadly missile at the now doomed Bullhead. Zeb tucked his head and rammed himself horns first into the body of the metal vehicle, for a moment it seemed as if the metal might hold, but that idea instantly vanished as the Faunus’s head and body crashed through the inwardly bending metal, putting him right into the cargo haul of the ship. The massive impact of him crashing into the plane put the man controlling the gun completely off balanced, and the Xiong Family passengers watched as he fell out of the now falling vehicle, screaming all the way down.

The shocked black suited passengers on the ship could only stare as the Faunus simply stood up as if nothing happened, balancing perfectly on the now spinning, uncontrollable Aircraft as it rapidly descended towards the ground. Z simply looked over to the strapped in men and held the scythe to his side, “hi, my name is Z, and I am very sorry we had to meet under these circumstances.” He began casually introducing himself even as the red lights blared, the wind shrieked, and the pilots screamed as they fell to their inevitable death. “Now, I don’t know how to use a scythe and I don’t I’ll ever learn, its just not my time of weapon. However, since the Chief gave it too me, I’m still gonna kill all of you with it.” Zeb then immediately slashed at the strapped passengers, putting the blade clean through the walls of the Aircraft as he dragged the weapon through the metal while simultaneously decapitating the men on board. After quickly killing everyone on board, he jumped out of the Bullhead using the opening that the gunman fell from and landing safely on the ground watching as the vehicle crash landed in the deep ocean behind him. “Damn,” he said as he watched the ship sink under the water, “I gotta hurry up and give the Chief his scythe back.”

Immediately after (Y/N) launched Zeb at the Bullhead, he turned around and was met with more shots from Roman’s flare gun, but he easily dodged each and every one of them. By this time, Roman had gotten a very good distance from the Devil, putting himself about five teleports away from the man after he finally landed on the ground. At the same time, the final Bullhead made its way overhead, finally making its way on to the complex as it quickly covered the airspace above them. Soon after they pulled in, the black SUV’s that carried the Demon Clan’s men pulled into the Schnee’s yard in mass, quickly parking, and pouring out waves of men in bright crimson suits. “It’s about damn time, now let me push the limits on this whole gravity manipulation thing, Demonic Speed (Super Sonic)” the mana immediately rushed to his feet and allowed him to glide past the man’s incoming fire and put himself very close to him. However, just before he was able to reach the man, he suddenly pointed his cane upwards, shooting an incredibly comical looking grappling hook up in the air, hooking it on the opening of the Bullhead, and pulling himself up as he laughed maniacally.

“HAHAHAHAHAHA! You really almost had me shitty Devil, I can’t believe you really thought you could kill me tho! I’m literally unkillable, the great Roman Torchwick, future king of the world, current king of your ass!” As Neo and the twins watched and listened to Torchwick begin making his escape, their faces turned from interested to concerned, both for very different reasons, and they immediately rushed over to the area. Neo sprinted much fast than the other two, putting herself well in earshot of the escaping Roman, leaving her concerned and confused on why he was boarding without her.

“Hey Bitchwick! What About Your Partner?!?” he yelled in return, trying to see if this version of Roman had any redeemable qualities at all. Neo’s ears immediately perked as she heard the Devil ask the question, surprised that he cared enough to ask Roman that, but also interested in hearing his response to the question.

“Partner?! What partner?! The only partnership I have is with myself! See you later Retards!” Roman yelled at the top of his lunges as he reached the end of his hook and with the assistance of a few black suits he pulled himself onto the Aircraft. Neo’s face immediately turned deathly sour as an immense amount of betrayal and sorrow shot into the woman’s heart like a gunshot, and she immediately slouched onto the ground with her face in her hands. Roman saw this and immediately yelled, “sorry Neo, but business is business! Maybe if you live long enough then you can be useful again, but I highly doubt it, these guys seem pretty bloodthirsty! See yah!”

“Nope, no redeemable traits at all. Well, looks like he’s coming down hard today! Gravity Control!” As soon as Roman Boarded the Aircraft, he ordered them to take off, but for some reason the air ship wouldn’t budge. Everyone watched as red Aura suddenly wrapped itself around the Bullhead as it tried to take off, pulling it closer and closer towards the ground against the wishes of its passengers. The Devil began using his hands to forcibly increase the gravity he placed on the cargo ship, while he simultaneously controlled the pull by directing it towards himself. To the surrounding crowd it looked as if the Devil was pulling the massive vehicle out of the sky using invisible strings, and the harder he pulled, the more the Bullhead began crumbling under the immense pressure.

“Yo, what the fuck is going on!?!?” Roman yelled as he angrily walked over to the cockpit, “what are you fucking idiots doing?!? Get us the fuck out of here NOW!”

“Sir we’re trying, but it seems something is pulling us towards the ground! We’re giving her all we got, but she just can’t take off!” Roman suddenly erupted in anger as he listened to the two idiot pilots as they tried to explain why they couldn’t leave, but he quickly shut them off by smashing his weaponized cane against the wall.

“FINE! I’ll do it myself!” Roman then walked back over to the opening he entered the metal bird through, and he saw the Devil pulling on the Aircraft via some mysterious force. “its probably his semblance or something, no matter,” he said as he pointed his flare gun at the Devil. “You had a good run, but you left yourself wide the fuck open. Goodbye!” Roman then shot the grenade like, flaming orange flare at the Devil who looked to be fully focused on pulling his ship out of the sky, but right before the flare was able to connect a pink, brown, and white blur suddenly hopped in front of the incoming attack. Once the smoke cleared, the thing that managed to block the flare from hitting the Devil was revealed to be the parasol of a very lacey, decorative umbrella. “Neo, what the fuck are you doing! Are you betraying me! I thought we were inseparable! I thought we were gonna be together forever! You are a fucking traitor! Fine, if you wanna be a traitor then you can die like a traitor!” Roman then began rapid firing flares, bombarding the woman’s umbrella shield with bursts of flame that she was beginning to have difficulty defending against.

“Thanks for the help, Neo,” the Devil said as he stopped using his hands to pull on the cargo ship, instead placing a single hand on top of her soft head, “I appreciate the assist, but I’ll take it from here. Barrier,” the moment he thought the skill, a thick sheet of invisible Mana appeared in front of the two of them, blocking the incoming flares from reaching them. Then, the Devil raised his hand in the air in an open fist and spoke a singe word, “Crush” closing his fist at the same time. In that moment, everyone watched in amazement as the large Aircraft suddenly went from struggling to get into the air, to crashing against the ground in a deep expansive crater. The entire Bullhead looked as if a massive weight had fell from the sky and smashed itself over the top of the aerial vehicle, flattening its top and crushing it against the hard concrete, forming a large crater like a meteorite had fell from the sky and crash landed where the Bullhead was now.

As the short woman looked up to the masked man who had his warm hand on her head, she was left thoughtless by his sudden showing of affection towards her, and she couldn’t help but fawn over him slightly. (Y/N) on the other hand was so focused on taking down the air ship that he forgot that he had put his hand on top of the girl’s head, and as he looked over to see her looking up to him, he realized his mistake. “Oh, my bad Neo, I didn’t mean to leave my hand here that long. I just wanted to show you some appreciation for blocking the shot for me, it really would have messed me up. Now, lets go check on your former ally and see whether he’s as lucky as I think he is.” As he finished speaking, the Devil removed his comforting appendage from the top of the girl’s soft head of hair and began walking towards the massive crater. Neo quickly followed the man, catching up fast and trying her best to match him stride for stride, the duo was quickly joined by two hyper twins and an impressed seven-footer who immediately praised his Boss for his skill.

“Oh my god, Neo! Like that was sooo nice of you to protect Bro like that! You were like, soo cool you know, very impressive!”

“Yeah, that was super cool of you to protect him like that! You know, Brother would never betray you like that scumbag Limpdick, Roman. I’m sure if you asked, somehow, or maybe we could ask for you or something, he’d definitely let you in the Clan” Mil whispered that last bit into the girl’s ear, even though (Y/N) could very easily still hear her.

“Hey, Boss! Do you even have a limit to your strength? It seems like every time I see you, you’re showcasing a new power” Junior said jokingly.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about” (Y/N) said sarcastically, chuckling slightly as he answered the man’s question. Junior laughed hardily at his Boss’s small joke and soon they were standing over the pit where the smashed Bullhead was crushed into. Surprisingly, or unsurprisingly, Roman was somehow, someway, still alive, and the group watched as the man attempted to crawl out of the crater. He was a bloody mess, his cane was shredded with only the hook remaining, his hat was no where to be seen, the clothes on his back were in tatters revealing parts of his chest, thighs, and feet, and honestly it was nothing short of a miracle that he was still walking, or crawling.

Neo looked down at the hideous wreck of a man with rage in her heart, glaring and silently growling at his dying form. It was no secret why she was so anger, not even two minutes ago after he had attempted to leave her for dead, he was shooting at her, so all the surrounding members of the Demon Clan understood that her anger was justified. “Damn Roman, It Looks Like You’ve Seen Better Days Gravity Control” after he finished his small comment, the Devil used his skill to lift the man up out of the crater and roughly dropped him back on even land, putting him in the center of the groups circle.

The group all looked down on the man in disguised as they watched him cough up blood, spatting all around his already bloody form. “Like, wow Bitchwick, you’ve really fallen far” Melanie said as she lightly kicked and prodded his bare feet with her heels.

“Yeah, I mean, not to be puny, but your fall from grace seemed pretty rough” Miltia added as she receded her claws back to there bracelet form, looking down on the man.

Junior just towered over him with his arms crossed before he added, “damn Rome, you really shouldn’t have crossed the Boss. Shit, this was inevitable asshole” he said as he tauntingly bonked him on the head using his metallic club.

(Y/N) looked over to Neo who was still directly by his side, slightly clinging on to his apparel’s sleeve with her fore fingers. “Neo, if you want to get anything off your chest do it now before I kill him” at his statement, Neo looked up into the man’s eyes and shook her head as if to say she had nothing more to say to him. “Are you sure? You don’t wanna stab him or anything like that?” The pink and brown-haired woman seemed to think about his proposal for a moment before she suddenly looked up with her eyes glowing in excitement. “Yes really. If you wanna take some anger out on him, do it now, just focus on the legs, so he doesn’t die” Neo immediately pulled out her umbrella, extending the blade from its tip, and aggressively poked and prodded at the man’s shattered legs, eliciting groans of pain from the man, and as she finished her small revenge, she was left feeling satisfied. She then returned to the Devil’s side, clinging back onto his arm. “Alright, Goodbye Roman.”

The moment the words left the Devil’s mouth, Roman whilst still coughing up his organs held up his arms, giving the man pause for a moment. As he finished catching his breath he shouted, “Wait!” He then coughed again, but found moments of rest to speak, saying, “wait, please, don’t kill me,” he said in between his bloody coughing fits, “I can be useful.”

“Really, You Can?” (Y/N) suddenly got a devilish idea and underneath his mask a mischievous grin formed.

“Yes, I promise I can! I literally run this city and I know more things than you could ever imagine! All you gotta do to know the amazing knowledge that sits in my mind is heal me, make sure I live!” Roman was incredibly desperate, making his last plea to ensure his own survival.

“I Do Have Room In My Clan For One More Member, But Only One Of You Can Fill That Position” he spoke as he motioned to the dying Roman and the very much alive Neo. “Neo Has Already Proven Her Strength, Loyalty, Power, And Adorableness To Me After She Protected Me From Your Attacks. You Think That You Can Provide Me Information Greater Than Neo’s Inherent Value As A Companion?” As Neo clung onto the man’s arm, she began clinging tighter as it seemed as if the man that had showed her so much care was beginning to negotiate with her betrayer.

Roman immediately spouted out with, “hell yeah! I have info far greater than Neo’s life! No offense Neo, but in the big picture she’s just a single word in an encyclopedia of worldly value.” Neo’s face shifted from depressive to angry extremely quick as she glared daggers into the dying man while holding onto the Devil’s side.

“I Doubt It, But The Fact Of The Matter Is, Only One Of You Is Going To Live Today And If You Don’t Show Me Your Promise Right Now, I Can Guarantee The One Living Won’t Be You” he said in a very monotone, emotionless voice.

“Alright I’ll bite, do you know of a woman name Cinder Fall?” The Devil stayed still for a moment, then he nodded yes and motioned the man to keep talking. “Well, she’s planning something huge here in Vale, something that will completely overthrow the power structure as we know it! And I, Roman Torchwick, am her trusted confidant, business partner, and lover of sorts. She is incredibly powerful and if I die, she’ll come looking for whoever did it. That is my value.” The words hung in the air for a moment as the mood around the Elites suddenly shifted. The other elites recognized how important Cinder Fall was in the grand scheme of their leaders plans and for a moment it seemed as if Roman had proved himself more than valuable, almost essential.

The silence rang loudly through the group, and Neo quickly took notice to the shift in energy, but she refused to move. Being betrayed twice in such a short amount of time was too much for her, so she’d much rather take the risk of death over living with the two of her betrayers working together. The silence was continued for a while until loud footsteps rapidly approached the group turning their attention away from the Boss and the dying Roman. The loud footsteps belonged to Zeb, and he sprinted across the concrete with the Chief’s weapon of choice cradled in his arms. “Chief! Thanks for letting me borrow it, that thing is ridiculously sharp, but I don’t think scythes are for me.”

Zeb handed the weapon back to its original owner and the Devil accepted it thankfully, “thanks Zeb, your right on time” the masked man said as he took the weapon naturally in his hands. “Roman, That Information You Gave Has Been Proven More Than Useful, So Congratulations On Proving Your Value.” The moment the words hit Neo’s ears she felt like collapsing yet again, but this time she chose to remain strong, trying her best to hold back the tears that were rapidly pushing at the back of her eye lids. “Sorry Neo,” the Devil began, gently rubbing his hand across the girl’s head in a very comforting manner and the moment she felt that comforting hand the tears that she was trying so hard to hold back came pouring out of her eyes, and the adorable ice cream themed woman began silently sobbing, overcome with sadness. However, the comforting hand was enough for her to be satisfied with how she was going to go, but her mood was instantly switched as she heard the man continue, “but Roman’s gotta die. Sorry that you’re losing your former ally tonight, but unfortunately, he can’t be allowed to exist anymore.” Neo immediately went from the lowest form of depression she had every experienced, to the happiest, most joyful person on the planet, and to express her joy, she leaped onto the side of the Devil, clinging tightly to his warmth.

“Wait! What the fuck is wrong with you! I just gave you some important shit! You’re really gonna take a silent midget over me! Didn’t you hear me you fucking Retard?!?!?! Cinder is going to fucking destroy you! You are a dead man walki-“Before he could even finish his monologue, the Devil’s scythe had already bisected him into two perfect halves, leaving nothing behind but a shrunken husk, and tattered clothing as his blade absorbed any blood left in his body.

“Wow, he was annoying as fuck.”

Quest ‘Conquer Vale’s Underworld’ Complete!

*Quest Rewards*: +5,000 {+2,500} EXP | +10,000 {+5,000} Clan Exp | +1 AUG | Title ‘King of the Underworld’|

King Of The Underworld- You have risen to the top of the underworld, coming out far above those that follow you proving your absolute power and authority. You have become the true one and only King of all things criminal and underground, and as such your influence spreads far beyond your immediate surroundings. As the ruler of the night, you grow, strive, and thrive under the moons watchful eye and nobody can stop the King at night. *New* Ability Obtained: *Underworld King’s Aura*­- Become king of all at night; When it becomes nighttime +50% Exp, +50% Item Drops, +50% Currency

You Killed Roman Torchwick (LVL: 100)! Here are your rewards:

+8,352 {+4,176} {+2,088} Exp! | +$432,862 Lien | +1 Human Essence | ‘Melodic Cudgel’ |

You Killed 246 Roman Family Men (LVL: 16)! Here are your rewards:

+81,438 {+40,719} {+20,360} {+20,360} Exp! | +$10,545 {+5,273} Lien | +246 {+185} Human Essence |

You Killed 51 Roman Family Men (LVL: 17)! Here are your rewards:

+18,956 {+9,478} {+4,739} {+4,739} Exp! | +$5,022 {+2,511} Lien | +51 {+39} Human Essence |

Byakko Killed 64 Roman Family Men (LVL: 16)! Here are her rewards:

+20,480 {+10,240} Exp! | +$6,752 Lien | +61 Human Essence |

Hei Xiong, Junior Killed 89 Roman Family Men (LVL: 16)! Here are your rewards:

+28,480 {+14,240} Exp! | +$8,752 Lien | +89 Human Essence |

Zeb, Z Killed 93 Roman Family Men (LVL: 16)! Here are your rewards:

+29,760 {+14,880} Exp! | +$9,004 Lien | +93 Human Essence |

Miltia & Melanie Killed 127 Roman Family Men (LVL: 16)! Here are your rewards:

+40,640 {+20,320} Exp! | +$12,378 Lien | +127 Human Essence |

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