Guardian

anti-01:

“Hmph. So you will still help them? Such dedication…” the droid shrugged, not really care about the angel’s saying. He may kept helping the humans as he wanted, it was the angel’s job after all. Dietrich had to respect his job, even he could see the sad face that Raziel made just now. It must be hard for the angel to keep protecting the humans which didn’t have any faiths anymore.

“My purpose?” Dietrich didn’t answer it right away, thus looking up at the sky for a brief moment. “A killing machine, to be exact. Sometimes a information dealer. Either way, I am just a tool for humans.”

Raziel was still dejected, almost depressed. His existence had lost meaning, or at least that’s how it felt. Golden eyes remained on the android, waiting for his response.

A “killing machine” was the last thing he expected, really.

The angel nearly jumped to his feet and struck down Dietrich then and there, suddenly viewing him as a threat to the angel race. “A what?” He echoed in disbelief. The angel did rise from the bench then, staring at the other with an almost scared expression. “Are you a war machine? Do these humans plan on waging war? How are they so content with killing one another?” There was tears in his eyes. The hosts’ emotions were overwhelming Raziel, but he didn’t understand it. 

Source: seeing-double

seeing-double started following you

roguedelinquency:

Recovering from the kick, he opened his mouth to continue only to stop mid-breath.  For one, the blond was still on his feet.  Then there was the fact that he was bent at an impossible angle; impossible because his spine should be broken.  He should be on the ground, paralyzed from the waist down at the very least.

His breath hitches when a grin spreads over the blond’s features.  He simply rights himself like he as if he was just stretching, like it was no big deal that Kotetsu had just kicked him with his hundred power.  Like it was no big deal his spine was broken.  And then he sees his eyes.  Completely black.

It was rare that he ever felt fear, but it was beginning to bubble up in his chest, nearly choking him before that hand is even around his throat, squeezing off any chance for breathing, fingers searing into his skin.  A small cough of a yell escapes him, hands instantly moving for the arm; Kotetsu is tempted to lash out, to kick hard at his chest, to free himself.  But the sight of him perfectly fine after the other kick keeps him from digging his grave any deeper.

“F-Fine.  It’s..in my car,” he gasped out, tilting his head up, hoping to make it easier to breathe.

Apollyon’s nails dug in further as a smirk spreads on his face. “What a good meatsack,” the demon purred out sickly. He suddenly gripped harder and then threw the human towards the ground, the front of his boot kicking hard into the man’s side. It was like he was using the Hundred Power, but the lack of a blue glow around his frame said he wasn’t. 

“Lead,” he barked out, “Try and escape and I’ll break your spine.” The demon had no remorse for the creature in front of him; he planned on killing Kotetsu once he had the ring in his possession anyway. Unless the man proved useful to him for finding the three remaining rings - only then would the demon allow Kotetsu to live.  

seeing-double started following you

roguedelinquency:

It wasn’t the fact that he was grabbed when the man walked behind him; that was nothing particularly new.  What was, however, the amount of strength he asserted, the way his hands almost seemed to burn against his skin like acid.  That was something he didn’t exactly encounter often, if ever.

“Fiesty, aren’t ya?” he remarked in return, gritting his teeth against the pain scratching along his skin, his shoulder beginning to scream in protest from the strain against it.  ”What, your woman sell and it you want it back?  Tough luck bitch.”  It wasn’t like him to activate his powers this easily; if anything he’d been instructed to only use them as a last resort, or to intimidate.

Well this could technically fall under both categories, couldn’t it?

A red glow enveloped his form as he moved towards him, twisting with the way his arm had been caught, slamming the edge of his heel into the blond’s side, ripping his arm free of his grasp.  Temporarily golden eyes narrowed.  ”Hate to be rude, but y’know the sayin’.  Treat other’s how you wanna be treated, yeah?”

The red glow took the demon by surprise, which wasn’t often. The sheer force behind the kick made his body jerk, his side caving in as his upper body just twisted with a sickening crack. Apollyon stood there a moment, jade eyes wide once it registered his spine was split in half. He stood there a moment with his shock, his body at the odd angle Kotetsu snapped it at. It was weird though, fucking weird - he should be on the floor, groaning in pain, or just a lifeless heap… 

Yet only a manic grin spreads on his face as jade hues slid to an inky black, looking just like the demon he was.Like a puppet, he slowly shifted his body forwards, making his damaged spine crack again as it slid back in place, healed all on its own. Not even a flinch or a cry of pain. The blond’s nails were suddenly talons as he kept that smirk on his face.

“Oh… You shouldn’t have done that, Tiger.”

His nails were slammed back into Kotetsu’s throat, the talons digging into the flesh, burning him with the acid. His eyes narrowed, “No matter what you beat me to with your powers, nothing is going to harm me. Now, why don’t you just corporate with me? I might let you live the rest of your pathetic life.” 

flipsidebrothers:

blindandblond:

He frowned, but acquiesced.”I understand.”

[The blonde was back after a few days, telling him he was ready. Naberius smirked, obviously amused that he had gone through with the task.]

Good. [He kicked a rug up to reveal the bare floor, grabbing a permanent marker from the stationary cup and beginning to scribble the other demon’s sigil onto the floor for summoning. When he finished he stood up right and snatched the blond’s arm and held it out over the sigil and pushed his sleeve up to reveal his wrist; grabbing a long, sharpened envelope knife and sliding it across his flesh, only holding his wrist tighter as he flinched away and hissed.

The moment enough blood dripped onto the summon he released him, allowing him to tend to his injury a moment.]

Better hurry up, Apollyon’s not going to be happy with me summoning him on such short notice.

No, Apollyon wasn’t happy. In fact, he was pretty pissed off. The demon wasn’t there right away, he was delayed, but suddenly he was standing there. His hair was mussed, glasses skewed, his shirt half buttoned. The demon was gritting his teeth, grinding them as he stepped towards Naberius, almost reaching out to choke him. 

“This better not be some form of payback,” he hissed out before sensing the blond there. His eyebrows furrowed as he glared at Barnaby, at his twin really. They looked just alike - it was eerie. Apollyon huffed out as he shifted on his feet, fixing his hair and re-buttoning his shirt.

“What is that piece of trash doing here?” 

seeing-double started following you

roguedelinquency:

That drew an eyebrow up.  ”Ouch.  That ‘meat sack’s my partner love, don’t be so harsh on him~”  The once over he’s receiving is nothing new, of course.  New clients, new bosses, they all did this.  Pulling out his pack of smokes, he slipped one between his lips, fishing for his lighter.  ”Picture might last longer, y’know,” he adds dryly, lighting it up.

Idiot, was all the demon could think once he was behind the man again. It was too easy.

In an instant, Apollyon’s hand shot out to grab Kotetsu by the back of his neck, the other grabbing his wrist and wrenching his arm back behind him at a sickening angle. The demon slammed the human into the wall with impossible strength, and where his talons dug into Kotetsu’s skin, it burned like nothing else. 

“I’m looking for something you took yesterday on the black market. Pretty little ring. Gold with a white, square gem. Give it to me,” the demon was leaning against Kotetsu’s back side, hissing this all in his ear. 

seeing-double started following you

roguedelinquency:

seeing-double:

roguedelinquency:

Well now this looks interestin’. 

Like what you see, baby? -The demon grinned at the other- 

Y’could say that.  Can’t say I’ve seen you around here before, your twin, yeah, but not this lil’ piece of work.

Calling me a twin to that meat sack is an insult. -Apollyon smirked as he stepped closer to the other, circling around him, looking over him as if he was prey- 

The Messenger

flipsidebrothers:

A single twitch rose on his upper lip at the more comfortable sibling reference. “Your filthy low ranked ass isn’t stepping foot inside my house ever, you piece of shit.” He spat, leaning up against the frame of his door — his frown ever deepening into a scowl.

“What do you want anyway? And how did you find me?”

The insult did nothing to Apollyon, he merely brushed it off with a smirk.

“That’s no way to talk to the one person standing between your freedom and being sentenced to torture.” The demon’s eyes flashed black out of anger as they narrowed, “So why don’t you skip the fucking insults and listen to me for once?” His arms were still crossed, eyes fixed on the other demon. “I’m the only one that knows where you are. You don’t want that to change, do you?” He taunted with a smirk. 

Source: seeing-double

Guardian

anti-01:

“Losing faith, huh…”

The droid would care less about this faith problem. It wasn’t his concern and he didn’t even know how to keep a faith into something. All of that was a useless command for his system. He just worked according to the programs, after all. 

But seeing the blond seemed troubled, he couldn’t helped but felt a little pity on him. Dietrich thought perhaps `faith` is just the same thing as `trust`, in some ways. Being betrayed by people you loved all this time, maybe the droid could understand such feeling.

“What will you do now? Are you still willing to safe the humanity after knowing such truth?”

“My sole purpose for existing is to help them,” Raziel responded almost automatically, “Wither they believe in me or not, it seems.” The angel sounded so dejected, so upset, that it was heart wrenching for any human to hear. It was something his voice could do - influence emotions, and he had to be careful about it. Though, since this was android… he figured it would be fine to let it slip.

It felt like Raziel lost his purpose though in all of five minutes; it was troubling, and the angel tried not to let it show on his face. The angel looked at the android then, tilting his head, “What is… your purpose? The humans have some reason for you, right?” 

Source: seeing-double