《Save The Netherworld, Iruma-Kun!! || A WTDSIK Fanfiction》Chapter 12: The disaster
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"Iruma, kid, wake up! Iruma, wake up!" Iruma groans, his eyes opening. His head was killing him, and he couldn't exactly move. "Oh thank christ your awake!"
"Wha...? B-balam..?" Iruma slowly gets up, his body shaking. Everything hurt. "Balam..? Clara! A-asmodeus!" Everything was destroyed. He didn't remember what happened- everything was so blurry and he couldn't remember much- and he was worried.
He couldn't see Balam anywhere, nor Kalego, or Asmodeus or Clara. It was just him. Alikred was panicking, however, and somehow it grounded him.
"Alikred, can you see anyone?!" Iruma starts stumbling twords where he last saw Balam, coughing along the way. "Balam-Sensei!! Kalego-Sensei!!"
"Stay calm, this has... I can't belive someone would destroy the harvest festival.."
Iruma spots a hand in the rubble, and he starts to dig through it. It couldn't be- it wasnt- please..
"Dad!" It was him. He struggles to pull the unconscious demon out of the rubble. His mask was destroyed, completly ripped off of him, and blood was pooling underneath him. Iruma couldn't tell where it was coming from.
He took off his jacket, soaking it in blood as he tried to clean up Balam's chest, getting blood on his face as he tried to wipe away his tears.
A groan comes from behind him and Iruma turns, gasping. Kalego was a couple of meters behind, a rock pinning one of his arms down. He glanced from both of them before moving Balam's hands to press onto the jacket before running over to Kalego, moving the rock.
"Kalego-Senpai! Can-can you hear me?! Can-are you-"
"Stop yelling idiot." Iruma gives a heavy sigh of relief. "What.. happened...?"
"I-i don't know, but Dad is hurt and he's bleeding and-and-"
"Calm down..." Kalego slowly gets up, almost struggling to his feet. "I'll take care of Balam. You go around and see if there's anymore survivors, okay?"
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"B-but-"
"Iruma. Listen to me." Iruma let's Kalego wipe the blood and tears away from his face. "Go. There's people here that need your help as well. I have to take care of Balam." Iruma nods before running off, seeing another arm in the rubble. It was Clara, who gasps as Iruma pulls her out, yanking Asmodeus out as well.
Both were okay, and Iruma felt tears well up in his eyes again.
"Are you guys okay?! Have you seen anyone else?!"
"Y-yeah we're fine." Asmodeus stands up. Blood was dripping from his head, and he just wiped it away. "Are you okay? You have blood all over your shirt!" Iruma didn't even realize he could have been hurt until he felt the pain set in. He bites his lip, nodding instead of saying anything.
"We need to find the others! Everyone was here, spread out and search the area for other people!" Iruma says. "Clara, can you call someone?" Clara nods. "Asmodeus-"
"Don't worry, I'll help search." He says."Go on Iruma. I'll be fine." Iruma glanced back at Kalego and Balam, who was still out, before he wobbles back onto his feet, running into the dust cloud that was still blooming. There were still other people- he had to find them.
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He didn't remember how he got here, or where he was.
"Balam! Balam, hey, if you die on me I'll be so upset!" Was that... Kalegos voice...? It couldn't be, what was he doing before this...? "Wake up your idiot!"
Balam finally opens his eyes, trying to sheild his face from the bright light and realizing he couldn't move his right arm.
"W-wha..? Kalego?" Kalegos face was suddenly in his, and his face looked relieved. "What... Happened...? Where's Iruma...?"
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"He's.. fine."Kalego says. "Something happened, there was a bomb and we... Well.." Kalego glanced over at someone as someone called his name."Leave them where they are if their bleeding! Cover the wound with a jacket or something- Clara you have pockets, use them!"
"Clara- bleeding?" Balam tries to get up, and yells in agony. His right side was inflamed- feeling like it had gotten torn up. Kalego shoved him down.
"You idiot, stay down. I don't have any healing spells so you need to lay down."
"What's.. wrong?"
"Like I said there was a bomb- although there must have been multiple considering the tent completly collapsed. Your right sides shot to all hell, and your bleeding alot. Iruma's fine by the way, he's looking for survivors."
"Who could have done this?" Balam asks, and Kalego shrugs.
"I don't know. For now you stay here and-"
"Kalego-Senpai!! Is Balam-" Iruma's face is suddenly shoved into Balam's. "Dad!!" Balam brightens up, feeling Iruma gently hug him. "I thought you- it was..." He takes a deep breath, and both Balam and Kalego realize at the same time.
"Iruma, your bleeding- you need to sit down."
"Iruma..."
"I'm fine. It's just..-" An explosion goes off in the back, and Balam hears screams. He bites his lip, and sits himself up, managing to sit up without pain.
A boy stands infront of them, a frown on his face. Balam didn't know who he was. His hair was red- Balam knew it was dyed from the blood around. He didn't know who he was- Balam couldn't tell.
"You..." The boy growls out, looking up. "Iruma Shichiro. You ruined my fucking plans!" He yells, the blood dripping from his head. "You ruined what I had in store for this fucking school!"
"You little brat!" Kalego raises his hand, but before he could do anything, he's shot twice, going down. Two arrows are in his arm, and Robin lands beside the boy, chuckling.
"Good job kid. I was wondering when you'd set them off. Master told me about it but never when." Iruma stumbles back, sitting infront of Balam as Robin walks forward, grabbing Iruma by the collar.
"Let him go-" Balam stops as a arrow centers over his throat. "Robin..."
"So this is Balam's child. Eh, he doesn't look to scary. I could kill him in one blow." Iruma grabs Robins hands. "Why does master want him out of the way?"
"I want him out of the way. We'll have to erase their memories. Expecially since you attacked them. Plus, they'd remember I blew everything up."
"You bastard Robin! You little liar-" Robin punches Kalego in the face, and the man goes down, coughing up blood. "You little fucking bastard!"
"I did what I had to do, Kalego." Robin frowns, shaking Iruma a little. "Anyways, Sullivan's far enough away right now. We have to erase their memories now before he gets here."
"I want Iruma-"
"No. He's supposed to stay alive until Master can talk to him. Robin raises his fist and punches Iruma in the face, and the boy goes limp as he's dropped.
"Iruma!" Balam wanted to use his vines, but he had lost to much blood. To use them now would be suicidal. "Leave him alone, he's done nothing!"
"Shut up Balam." Robin snaps, grabbing his face. He weakly tried to throw a punch and instead gets punched, falling onto the ground. "Now. Just listen to my voice and everything will be okay!" Balam lost consciousness after that.
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