Issei Pov
"The floor is wet... Wait, is this blood...? Holy shit...!"
His hand was above his mouth, blocking the last sentence he could conjure. Issei Hyoudou stared directly at the man on the couch in front of him.
The person sat there like he was waiting. His arms were sprawled out on the top of the couch as he lay back.
"'Punish the wicked.' Words to live by. Yes, wise advice to heed from a holy man."
He stared at Issei, his eyes locked upon the man who came into the room. His smile was devilish, his tongue was sprawled out of his mouth, it curved upwards. He began to get up from the couch.
"Well, well, you just walked into the wrong house, my friend... Freed Sellzen here at your service, and you must be the scared little pussy whose devil ass this holy priest is gonna exorcise...!"
"A priest?"
Issei's voice was shaken; it was a blunt question that led directly to the point.
"Yep... I work for a certain devil-purging organization you may have heard of."
In front of my eyes, his eyes were more demonic, his eyes were the color of blood, red. Light reflected towards me. His smile was laced upon his face as he began to come towards me, step by step.
"So, you're the one who did this."
Issei's hands pointed towards the bloodied corpse that lay in the room. Pieces of flesh were chopped up, like minced meat.
"Summoning you was proof that he was done being human. End of the line, sinner, so I had to chop him up into little bitty pieces. Putting down degenerate devils and the lost souls that would cry out to them is my job, and no one is better at it than me!"
His voice was calm and clear, and there was no fear in his eyes as he reached inside of the coat. A handle of gold was in his left hand, and in his right, there was a futuristic pistol.
"That's a sword of light...?"
Light flooded out of the handle, like a contracted beam of light, it elongated, fast and quick, until it was a full beam of light. It looked like a sword.
"First, I'm going to cut out your evil heart with my heavenly blade of light, then with my righteous gun, I'm going to blow a hole in your wicked demon face. How does that sound, Devil?"
His face changed constantly like he was actually happy that he was doing this. A smile big and bright was on his face; his mouth was wide open, showing his white teeth, as he had finished.
Swoosh!
He had jumped forward towards him; he was just a leap away. He swung his sword in a wide arc as he had leaped forward.
But it had missed. Barely. Issei had sidestepped to the right and had escaped outside of the range of the exorcist that was in front of him.
But before he could move any further.
Kerblam!
Bang!
A bullet of light pierced his left leg, leaving a bullet wound. Blood gushed out of the wound; it had gone through the leg completely, leaving behind a completely open bullet wound.
"These bullets have been blessed by an exorcist. Hope they taste good, scumbag."
The words the exorcist spoke were like a heavenly retribution. It was fast, quick, and extremely blunt, directly to the point, explaining why Issei was affected by the bullets. Normal bullets shouldn't have hurt him, as he was a devil.
Argh!
Issei rolled onto the ground as he clutched the leg that was shot. It was extremely painful; blood gushed out at first.
"Damn you!"
Issei's fist had changed in a quick moment. A gauntlet of red appeared; the base of the gauntlet was red, while two spikes looked like they were coated in gold. But then in the middle, there was a beautiful blue gem that was adorned into the gauntlet.
"Ooo... is the devil angry? Maybe it's time for Freed Sellzen to send you back to the abyss from whence you came!"
Issei charged forward with what he could. His leg was still injured; it was more like a forward attempt to punch the man that was in front of him, but his leg was still injured, and he couldn't use it to move like he wanted to.
"Too slow."
His back met the blunt edge of the blade of light. It was a straight, clean cut downwards. The motion was simple and clean. Blood gushed out of the wound as Issei had fallen forward.
"Get a guy all worked up and leave him half-cocked...? That's no way for a lady to treat a gentleman like me."
"Kyaaaaa!"
Freed Sellzen was about to make the final blow and drive his blade towards Issei's back once again, but a woman's voice yelling caught his ear.
"What the hell? Asia, what the hell are you doing here? Are you done creating the barrier already?"
But she didn't answer his question. Instead, panic struck her face as she moved her hands upwards. They clung to her face, covering her mouth.
"Don't. Don't do this."
Her voice was soft and shaken.
"Right, a newbie. Well then, I guess it's time you learned. This is what the job is, my dear. We dispose of unfortunate people who have been bewitched by the evil devils."
"N-No, it can't be Issei. Why are you here?"
"I'm here... because I'm a devil, Asia."
"No, that can't be true."
"I didn't want to lie to you... I swear that I didn't. That's why I decided it was best not to see you again... Please forgive me."
His voice was slow and shaken as he spoke. When he had finished speaking, he had moved his head towards the side, as if he were guilty of something.
"Oh, heavens."
Asia's hands were in front of her mouth as tears dripped down her face.
"Not that this isn't heartwarming... but you and your friend have no business being together. The fallen angels have expressly forbidden all forms of contact between our kind and theirs. Have you forgotten that already? Now then, shall we go ahead and do what we came here to do...?"
His sword was raised up, right against Issei's neck. Then Freed had moved his sword upwards, tracing a line just above his head. He was ready to swing it.
But as he was about to.
A woman with blonde hair and green eyes, and one who was wearing a nun's outfit, came forward just right in front of Issei. This was Asia. Her tears were still falling from her face.
"Asia?"
Issei's voice was shaken, like he was questioning why Asia was helping him, a devil. She raised her arms in a motion that looked like she was defending him.
"Please don't. I beg you for mercy. Forgive this man his sins, Father. Couldn't we just let him go?"
Tears flooded out of her eyes like a waterfall. She was begging the priest in front of her not to do it, not to harm Issei.
"That thing isn't a man, it's a devil. You made a pledge to defeat our enemies!"
"It doesn't matter to me what he is. There's goodness in him, I know it! You can't just kill him... How can you actually believe the Father would approve?"
"Argh, enough of this bullshit!"
Freed was angry just looking at this. This was utter bullshit to him. He swung his sword downwards. It was quick and simple, but instead of blood flowing out, he had slashed the outfit of hers, the nun's outfit.
What lay underneath was a simple white bra and a string on which a white cross was attached.
Thud!
The string that was attached to the cross, and the clothes that were perfectly fine just a second ago, now had a clean cut downwards between them. A straight line downward, it exposed what was underneath the robe.
But then, even the bra was cut in half. In a single motion, all that was left was the roundness of her breasts and the pinkness of her breasts.
"Don't you touch her."
But instead of facing towards Issei or answering him, he turned towards her, Asia.
"You've lost your fucking mind...! What, are there maggots growing inside that stupid head of yours? Our fallen angel friend says I'm not supposed to hurt you, but I don't give a damn about that now. You know what happens to naughty girls, don't you?"
He had cupped her neck with his hand on her. He positioned himself towards the wall as he had pushed her towards it. In a single motion, he had put her hands at the top, then he had put his blade of light in between, just right under where her hands were.
His hands touched her breast, squeezing it right in front of Issei.
"Why shouldn't an upstanding priest do what he wants with a filthy tramp like you? That's not so wrong, is it...?"
"Don't hurt me."
"Stop it."
Issei's voice had caught Freed's attention as he got up. His leg was bent, and he was in constant pain, but he still got up.
"Look, boy, you wanna watch this go down, you're gonna have to pay for it... Nothing is free."
"I'm not kidding around. Let her go."
His voice was calm as he stared directly towards Freed.
"Well, well, think you can take me down...? Then come over here and show me what you got!"
"No, you don't have to do this."
Asia, even though she was on the floor in a bowing position, still spoke aloud so Issei could hear her.
But Issei knew that if he went through with this, he would probably die. But she had put her life on the line to protect him; she saved him, so he had to save her.
He pushed down on his knee. Blood gushed out even more; it flowed for a moment, like spilling water out of a cup.
He swung his hand quickly; it was simple and barbaric. His fist met Freed.
He swung his hand quickly; it was simple and barbaric. His fist met Freed's jaw. Freed fell back, hitting the ground, his ass planted onto the ground in a quick moment.
But he had quickly gotten to his feet, like the attack was nothing to him.
"I'll admit, I'm impressed... What do you say we go for a new world record, devil scum...?! Let's see how many pieces of meat I can chop you into!"
For some reason, Freed had jumped upwards. Quickly using the momentum that he was in the air, he raised his sword upwards, aiming to use this momentum to increase the force of his strike.
Clang!
But then, his sword had met another. A crimson symbol, a magical symbol. A man with blonde hair had quickly come out of it and had met the sword of light with his sword of black.