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Chapter 9 – Enter: Demon Red

Conrad narrowed his eyes at the man. “Talk, what were you doing here? Who sent you?”

The man looked back at Conrad with steely, cool, murderous hazel eyes. “I would love to stay and chat, but it is really time for His Majesty to come with me.”

Conrad lifted his sword closer to the man’s throat. “And if I refuse to let him go?”

“I don’t think you have a choice.” came another voice from the door.

Yuuri and Wolfram eyes traveled away from Conrad and the man over to the door. What they saw would haunt them for the rest of their lives.

Wolfram’s breathing stopped momentarily as he was transfixed by the figures in the doorway. One a man dressed the same as the loudmouth ninja Conrad fought, except smaller. The other person was a hostage held at the throat by a long, bloody sword, eyes filled with terror.

Greta.

“Gr-Greta…”The shock nearly making him lose control of his senses, Wolfram almost dropped his sword as his entire body felt numb. His stomach churned and the shock temporarily made him forget about everything else.

Conrad had his back to the door and was not able to fully turn and look for himself because of the chance the big man would get free as soon as he was distracted. Things could get even worse if that happened. But in listening, he thought he heard Wolfram say Greta was at the door, but he didn’t want to believe it.

Needing to see it for himself and analyze the situation, Conrad maneuvered his sword so he could see a reflection from the door off the blade without taking it away from the big man’s throat. He only glanced at the reflection for a second, but that second proved all too real and too disturbing for him.

Watching the moves Conrad made and noticing the spark of emotion in Conrad’s eye, the big man laughed once again. “Ha ha! I see that even the strongest warriors are weak against personal and emotional attachments!” He looked in the direction of the door, evil gleaming hazel eyes showed total enjoyment of the situation. “What took you so long? I was thinking you got yourself killed and I was going to have all the fun to myself!”

The other man gave a cold glare in his comrade’s direction, a seemingly disgusted look in what seemed to be the most hardened, remorseless, lethal, pale grey eyes ever. He was a lot shorter than his comrade, maybe only two inches at best taller than Wolfram, but his entire aura sent chills throughout the room. Stained on his outfit and sword was blood, and since he had Greta and the bigger man had killed the guards outside the room they were in, it was clear how he’d gotten past the guards to get to Greta.

“It seems I should have waited a bit more for you to get killed.” His voice was light, but carried a heavy seriousness to it, a great contrast to his deep voice and obnoxious sounding partner.

“I could of handled this myself ya know. Me and Sir Weller here were just having alil fun that’s all.”

The smaller man rested his eyes on Conrad. He grew quiet for a second. “I have no time to waste here. You have already wasted enough time with. Do yourself a favor and die.” Turning his cold eyes past Conrad to the boys, he raised and pressed his sword to Greta’s neck, pressing enough so that it drew a bit of blood that trickled down his sword down to the hilt. Greta whimpered against the dangerous steel that threatened to kill her.

The sight made Wolfram gasp slightly as he came out of his shock. Instantly he was pissed and was already trying to come up with a way to rescue Greta and kill this kidnapper in the most slow, agonizingly painful, and cruelest way imaginable.

Conrad could hear Greta and saw in the reflection how the man held the sword to Greta’s neck. Conrad hid it externally, but was concerned on the inside. Within past hostage experience, a kidnapper would usually just hold the sword around the neck as a means of communicating he’s a threat, usually not even planning to kill the hostage as then it would be pointless and a waste of effort without getting whatever ransom they demanded, except for those who kill to kill. But the fact that this guy already drew blood sends a clear signal to Conrad that if they were to make a wrong or unwanted move, then things could go from bad to worse pretty quickly.

The shorter man looked directly at Yuuri who stood silently a few steps behind Wolfram.

“Yuuri Heika, as you can clearly see I have infiltrated your castle, killed your guards and kidnapped your daughter in the easiest manner. I have no qualms about who lives or dies, but if you do and you care about this girl staying alive, you will come with me willingly. Do not try me, as you are outmatched. If necessary I will kill her and anyone else here who gets in the way of the mission, including Sir Weller and the blond Bielefeld boy there.” He didn’t so much as blink throughout his demand.

“Who the HELL do you think you are?!” Snapped Wolfram. Just standing there not having done anything yet was pissing off Wolfram. He saw his daughter sitting there terrified, was directly insulted, AND they had the nerve to command Yuuri, the Demon King and his other half, to move and obey like a slave. Absolutely NO ONE gets away with messing with his daughter, his pride, his love, or his life, and he would make sure these guys didn’t get away with it either.

Conrad heard the tone Wolfram used and could practically imagine what was about to happen. If he allowed Wolfram to attack, the man could kill Greta and Wolfram and get Yuuri without him being fast enough to be able to protect them all. The tone the guy Conrad held his sword used to talk to his partner, it made Conrad feel as though this smaller ninja was more dangerous than he let on, just like this big guy and his speed.

If he tried to stop Wolfram, the man he was holding back would be free and then strike at them in which for the two of them it could mean it would be virtually over for them. Conrad already caught the ninja gazing over towards his sword a few times already, probably calculating the distance he was from it and other options he had. Conrad knew he wasn’t quick enough to kill this man and reach the door without the other man reacting in time, which could mean him rushing in like that would get him and Greta killed, possibly along with the boys.

Feeling strained and wishing something miraculous would happen, Conrad tried desperately to think of a plan that wouldn’t get anyone killed.

“Did you not here me?!” Wolfram shouted. “Let go of my daughter this instant and I will assure you your death comes quickly!”

Grey eyes never left Yuuri’s so far soundless figure. “I was not addressing you, arrogant one. Please remain calm and stay where you are for your own benefit. If you decide to act foolish I will have no choice but to dispose of you.”

“DISPOSE of me?!” Wolfram gritted his teeth and clutched his sword tightly in his hands. All he could think about was getting the man’s hands off of Greta and ripping him into pieces. He started losing control of rational thought through his anger and the insults of the smaller one.

“Stay calm Wolfram, you’re letting him get to you. Don’t do anything rash that’ll get you killed.” Conrad said, hoping to diffuse Wolfram some.

“Ha! You can’t stop that brat from acting stupid! He followed after a King that never wanted him for years, getting tossed around the whole time! If that’s not stupid, then I don’t know what is!” The big man laughed, mocking Wolfram’s past. Conrad’s attention whipped back to the big ninja as he raised is sword closer and pressed into his neck, trying to get him to shut up, but it was too late.

*Snap*

Hearing the words, Wolfram went from a defense position into an attack position instantly. Sword ready by his side to strike at the bigger man, he was about to move when the other one caught his attention.

The smaller one looked at Wolfram with chilling, taunting eyes. “For once, I agree with you. The concubine obviously gets blinded by his emotions and has learned to do nothing but waste time and effort as a useless tool.”

Feet moving before he could even thought about it, Wolfram sprinted straight at the smaller masked figure, eyes full of rage and mind focused on finishing him off.

Figuring that Wolfram would attack if drawn in by petty insults, the small one wrapped his left arm around Greta’s neck and squatted behind her as he drew his sword back behind him & held it back, waiting and timing Wolfram’s dash towards him with a fatal slice to the throat.

Seeing as he had no choice but to act, Conrad gave a hard, uncharacteristic swift kick to the big man’s groin before moving to try to stop Wolfram from running straight into what was surely a trap. He didn’t have enough time to slice the big ninja’s throat and stop his little brother. But Wolfram was too fast for Conrad as he tried to grab him. Wolfram had sprinted right past Conrad and was already upon the ninja that held his daughter captive. It was too late and Conrad wasn’t fast enough to cross the distance to reach them. He could only watch what happened as his calm demeanor broke and a horrified expression crossed his face.

Like a madman, Wolfram left his spot and crossed the room with no intention of holding back. He intended to end this swiftly and strike with one blow. Seeing the smaller man use Greta as a shield only infuriated him more.

Wolfram saw a spot to strike that wouldn’t harm Greta and blinded by rage and with all the strength he could muster, Wolfram gave a powerful thrust of his sword.

The ninja narrowed his eyes in cruel, expected, anticipation.

He moved within the last split second of Wolfram’s strike.

Already pushed by his own momentum and unable to change or do anything else, Wolfram flew forward as the ninja moved Greta’s head directly in the path of Wolfram’s sword while at the same time swinging his sword across him towards Wolfram’s neck, the cold hardened steel meeting delicate flesh.

To Conrad it was a blur, for as soon as he saw Wolfram speed past him, he knew he was too late. Wolfram was right within range and as soon as the timing was right the ninja swung his sword and moved Greta into danger at the same time. It was with unbelievable speed, nearly as fast as a blink of the eye. But right before it happened, Conrad’s eyes could not see through the silent droplets that had manifested in the corner of his eyes.

Conrad was speechless when he saw the ninja’s sword hit Wolfram’s neck. To say he was shocked would not justify he sudden feeling he had, the one of failure as a big brother.

His entire body was numb and his mind couldn’t seem to process anything. As soon as Conrad saw the glint of the sword move and Wolfram not dodge, his entire cool, calm, facial façade disappeared to express his real emotions of panic and fear and anger. Anger at the fact that even though he’s pretty much labeled as the best swordsman and soldier you could find in any land, he was unable to stop one person from harming his little brother and niece. Time seemed to move in slow motion for him.

“W-What is this?” he heard from the smaller ninja.

Staring at the figures in the doorway, Conrad wiped his eyes and looked again to find that time was not in slow motion, but that the ninja, Wolfram, and Greta were completely still, immobile.

Wolfram couldn’t move, his entire body had suddenly frozen in mid-action. He had just been sure that he was about to be killed because of his rashness a second ago. Trying to attack this man, especially when he held Greta hostage and used her as a shield was an especially stupid move as finally realized. The man moved right at the last second and was about to allow Wolfram to get Greta while at the same time delivering the strike that would have ended his life. However it doesn’t explain how or why they all became paralyzed as soon as the end of the blade touched him.

Greta’s eyes closed as soon as she saw the sword that swiftly came upon her. She was almost absolutely sure she was dead, but after a few moments realized that wasn’t the case. Carefully, she slowly opened her eyes to have her vision filled with Wolfram’s sword not even an inch away from between her eyes. A scream caught in her throat, she tried to back away, only to find she, too, was also immobilized.

Her capturer was in the same state of confusion as the rest. He was caught holding up Greta with one hand and pressing into Wolfram’s neck with his sword with the other. He was caught off-guard by some unknown force, but apparently one that isn’t usual as the looks on the faces of Greta, Wolfram, and Conrad seemed surprised. However…

Analyzing the situation, the ninja looked around the room and found his answer in the back.

The big man Conrad had kicked to the ground had gotten up and collected his sword while Conrad was distracted. He was about to give Conrad some retribution for the underhanded kick while his partner disposed of the other two when he found himself also staring in curiosity as to what happened. Following his partner’s gaze, he turned and found the source of the mystery.

“Ahh… I see, you did something didn’t you? Didn’t you??”

Silence.

“Answer me boy!”

He moved towards Yuuri’s silent figure. Conrad looked behind him to find Yuuri with a hand held up in the direction of the doorway, his head was held low with bangs in front of his face and Conrad couldn’t make out his eyes, but his hair had grown longer like it did whenever the Maou appeared, yet there was no glowing blue aura surrounding him. Yuuri was kneeling and the movement of his shoulders and chest showed he was nearly out of breath.

The big man approached Yuuri, waiting impatiently for an answer. When he didn’t get one, he got evem more irritated. “Not going to say anything huh? Fine. I’ll just bring you along then so we can get this shit over with. But first…” Conrad could practically hear the smile in the big man’s voice as he balled his hand into a fist and tried to deliver a blow to the side of Yuuri’s face.

Right before it hit him, Yuuri held up his other hand, and the ninja froze in place. “What the hell? Now I can’t move!”

Yuuri was visibly panting now, and he slowly stood up. His bangs moved enough for Conrad to see his eyes, and Conrad would never forget them.

Struggling to stay in control, Yuuri made one slightly shaky step at a time towards the door. He had one hand held up to suppress and control the three bodies at the door, and he had his other hand held up to keep the large ninja at bay. Everybody except Conrad was held frozen for the moment. He was already sore and felt pretty weak after waking up from his coma-like state, and his powers weren’t that much better. Right now using them to this extent felt like someone has stuck a sword into his shoulder and was slowly sliding it down the length of his arm, which already felt as though it was on fire even when he healed Greta back in her room. He was honestly in no condition to use his powers.

But Yuuri pressed on, ignoring the chants behind him from the giant oaf and the disapproving feel from his connection Danketsu and made his to stand beside Wolfram. He felt as though he had been running a marathon while having his arms pulled nearly to the point that they’re disconnected from the rest of him.

“…Yuuri…” Wolfram had nearly forgotten about Yuuri’s Maou form, which was what he was expecting to see when Yuuri stepped beside him, and it almost was despite the fact he had no glowing power surrounding him, and his eyes weren’t cat-like, they were round just like usual, but his pupils had changed from their exotically gently pitch-blackness. His eyes showed of anger, not just anger from an irritation, but the anger that fuels vengeance and hatred, in which his eye color changed into a deep red…blood red.

Yuri’s look was one that surprised Wolfram and even scared him slightly, not for anything that would harm him, but out of concern for Yuuri. This was definitely something he was not used to seeing.

Yuuri could see the surprise echoed in Wolfram’s emeralds, he could even feel the anxiety coming from him and their connection. It was the first time Yuuri felt what Wolfram felt while awake, and he hated that it turned out like this.

But having expected the reaction already and aware that he was running out of time, he quickly turned his attention to Greta, who looked equally shocked and alarmed. Yuuri closed his eyes and concentrated. When he opened his eyes again and with a wave of one of his fingers, Greta was free. She could move and had control of her own body again.

“Greta,” Yuuri didn’t have his deep Maou voice, but his voice had a certain edge to it, like he was waiting for a certain moment to unleash a hidden terror. “Run, go and get help. Find a guard and get Gwendal or Gunter, or get Murata and Gisela, they’re in my room. Do NOT stop until you find somebody, and stay with them. I love you and will be damned if I allow something to happen to you while I’m alive.”

“Barely” The Maou added sarcastically. Yuuri ignored it.

After he had opened his eyes again, one of his eyes had returned to normal while the other was still red. Greta looked at her father, still scared out of her mind that she was literally almost an inch away from death by her other father, and transfixed by Yuuri’s bloodlust appearence.

Wolfram and the small ninja watch and noticed the change. When one of Yuuri’s eyes went back to normal, they were able to move some. They could wiggle their hands and limbs. The big ninja felt it too and could move a bit. Wolfram felt himself moving forward in the slightest, and felt the sword that was at his neck put more pressure on.

Seeing that she wasn’t moving, Yuuri tried again. “Greta!”

He startled the girl. “Go! Get away now! I don’t have much time left. Run, run now!!”

Greta snapped back from her gaze and nodded her head. She wiggled free from the grip the man had on her and hugged Yuuri. “I’ll be right back with help!” She gave a quick kiss on Wolfram’s cheek and ran out the door down the hall.

Now that she was gone, Yuuri turned back towards Wolfram. “Hold on Wolf.” He whispered.

Yuuri closed his eyes again and then opened them again a few moments later. He waved his finger and Wolfram felt himself lunge forward at full speed from when he was sprinting. The sword that would have killed him didn’t have enough force behind it and ended up only giving him a scratch instead.

Wolfram ended up going through the door before he caught himself and turned around as Yuuri’s other red eye faded back to black. Wolfram was about to go over to him when Yuuri stopped him.

“Wolfram move back!!” Yuuri jumped backwards onto the floor, dodging just in time as the small ninja was released from the frozen hold and finished his swing that would of ended Wolfram’s life, or Yuuri’s had he not moved.

The ninja caught himself and moved back so that he was just outside of the doorway and out of range of anything else that he would at least be able to see coming at him.

Wolfram moved over to Yuuri and knelt on the floor beside him, wanting to know what was going on with him and if he was alright.

Conrad had watched the scene, trying to come up with an explanation himself, but to no avail. This was a phenomenon that was out his league. Shaking his head and regain his soldier senses, he decided that there was no time to try to analyze what happened and to just be thankful that it did. Seeing the small ninja moving of his own free will, he looked to see if the other one was also mobile again.

“Ugh, glad to be free from that shit.” Conrad had his answer.

The big ninja said as stretched. Stretching and holding his sword in a neutral position, he stared down Yuuri. “He got us pretty good on that one huh? You were just about to kill the blond one too. And I woulda gotten a good hit in too on Weller, and everything woulda been even easier from there. Damn that was some timing.” He cracked his neck.

The smaller man didn’t comment on his partner’s remarks. He watched and carefully observed Yuuri, noting every little movement the double black made.

He had been briefed before initiating the mission to watch out for the Maou mode, which consisted with the features of suddenly longer hair, cat-like eyes, a powerful aura surrounding him, and water manipulation. However, this boy seemed to be exhausted from overexerting himself, his aura did not appear, and even though his hair grew longer his eyes remained round with infuriated red pupils, a feature that he was unprepared for.

Yuuri sat on the floor, panting and sweating from the strain of using his powers. He was focused on the ninja standing in front of him. They were locked in a determined glare. Every muscle in Yuuri’s body ached and screamed of rest. Wolfram was right beside him, holding him up.

“Yuuri! Are you alright? What was that just now?” Yuuri answered Wolfram without taking his eyes from the steely grey ones.

“It was something new I learned.”

“Something new?” Wolfram didn’t remember Yuuri ever doing any kind of training for something like that. Otherwise, he would have been right there observing every detail to make sure it wouldn’t strain him like it seemed to be doing now.

“Yea, but never mind that. Are you okay? You nearly got yourself killed, not to mention Greta.” Wolfram winced internally, but knew he deserved it. However the bluntness and the stubborn vibe he was getting from Yuuri made Wolfram feel strangely uneasy and made him wonder if he was really alright. “Yuuri, I’m sorry about that. I-”

“Save our talk for later and help me up.” Yuuri said. Wolfram didn’t know what to say, so he just nodded and complied.

Yuuri struggled to his feet and to get his bearings. The room became deathly quiet, even the oaf was quiet. He was watching and observing what was happening, also not wanting to get caught off guard once again.

Noting the intense gazes and the serious looks the ninja’s had, Conrad moved to stand behind Yuuri, his sword ready to defend any attack from either ninja. He was back in his element and ready for a fight.

The big ninja moved and stopped a few steps away from the trio. “Well, the girl got away. Does that change plans any?” he asked.

Now the small ninja stood blocking the doorway, a few feet in front of him in a huddle were a swaying Yuuri with Wolfram beside him and Conrad behind him facing the bigger ninja in defense mode. The big ninja merely stood there waiting for an answer instead of making any broad remarks. The smaller one stood without saying anything for a bit.

Finally he decided. “Even though it was a nuisance, holding the girl was only a precaution against the Maou’s power. However it seems he is too weak at the moment to maintain a full form, my guess is after recovering from master’s poision he quickly overextered himself with whatever paralysis technique he just displayed. Things shall still move accordingly.”

Yuuri stood staring down at the ninja who almost killed his fiancé and got his daughter killed.

The ninja was still a threat to them, and he already knew part of the reason he felt so tired. To say Yuuri was pissed would be an understatement, but to act without thinking like he usually did would end up causing more trouble. One of them was skilled enough to almost take out Wolfram and Greta at the same time. The other gave Conrad a run for his money by himself. Both of them at once could be overwhelming, not to mention the chance they could still go after Greta even though it seemed unlikely.

“So now you want to try to think rationally? Are you satisfied now?” The Maou asked from deep within Yuuri, sarcasm evident in his tone.

‘Shut up.’ Yuuri retorted.

“If you would of let me have full control just then, I could have disposed of these guys already.”

‘But then we wouldn’t have any strength left to stay conscious. You warned me right before I stopped them that if I let you do it then I would probably slip back into a coma, and that we don’t know how many more of these guys are here. He did say he got in easily, so there’s the risk more of them could be waiting.’

“But I also warn you that allowing you to use your powers without me helping, and especially a technique that I don’t like and new and not fully under your control, could nearly drain you and you would barely be able to stay conscious.”

‘But you said I would barely be conscious, not going into a coma. Look, I’m protecting my family no matter the risk, and you know exactly what I’m about to do next.’

“Given the situation, are you sure it’s a good idea? Do you not trust in Conrad and Wolfram? They could protect you while you’re vulnerable.”

The tension in the room had picked up severely. Conrad tried to think of a way out of their situation, while staying alert for any threating movement from either ninja. Wolfram was internally angry the ninja, and with himself. He didn’t know what was going to happen next, he just knew he had to be more focused and not allow himself to succumb to anymore tricks.

Standing around Yuuri within their own thoughts, Conrad and Wolfram suddenly felt a small whoosh of energy emit from Yuuri.

‘Did you not just hear me? I said that I, will handle this. In order to save everyone, there sometimes has to be a sacrifice. Wolfram and Greta almost were that sacrifice if I did not interfere. There is no way I would let something like that happen again, but in order for everyone to stay, someone must go. I have to figure out the rest.’

The Maou grew quiet for a few moments, absorbing Yuuri’s words.

“I understand Yuuri. I shall be here as full support in whatever way.”

Wolfram slid his eyes in Yuuri’s direction, as he just stopped shaking and swaying. Yuuri stood completely composed although his expression still looked worn. “Alright” he said, mainly to himself.

“What did you say Yuuri?” Wolfram asked?

Yuuri walked over to the smaller man and stood beside him. Conrad noticed the movement and turned around. Yuuri looked at Conrad and Wolfram directly.

“Conrad, Wolfram,” His pitch black eyes were serious and his tone was firm, as if in command mode.

“Drop your swords and move to the corner.”

A shorter chapter, but a bigger suspense builder.

Thanks for reading! Did Yuuri actually grow some balls? Seems like someone did some changing. So now we’ll have to wait and see what happens next. Who are these ninja’s really, what’s up with Yuuri, and who makes a sacrifice. Will it be worth it? Will anyone get hurt? Will the next chapter come within the week? Who knows! <Dramatic music playing>

SP777: Glad you like it. The only thing is sometimes my ideas run together so I get mixed up, but eventually I get it straightened out. =)

As always, suggestions welcomed, read & review, & until next time!

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